#got7 yugyeom oneshot

[spacequokka]

Love You First

Pairing: Crown Prince!Yugyeom x Reader Genre: Royalty AU, Fluff, Angst Rating: PG Summary: Who wants to marry a man they've never met? Yugyeom hopes to convince you he's worth it. Word Count: 1.6k Warnings: mentions of war

You were eager to get away from them all. Talking about war as if it were of no consequence to the people of the kingdom. If it weren’t a big deal then what use would an arranged marriage be? In truth, they simply enjoyed toying with people, drunk on the power they held over everyone around them. Including you. Their laughter made you shake and bite your lip to keep words you wouldn’t take back from hurting their feelings.

You glanced out the window again and a glint of the moonlight off something in the garden caught your attention. Yes, a walk to clear your head and calm down was in order. Who cared if you hadn’t properly met your intended yet? You slipped out the nearest door and navigated the hallways until the cool night air hit your face. The calming effect was instantaneous.

“Do the war discussions bother you, too?”

You whirled around and found a handsome young man approaching. “Oh! I—” His suit was snow white and decorated with all sorts of medals and pins depicting his service to his country. At the least, he was a noble. “Yes. It should bother everyone. Not be discussed with a band playing as you sip fancy wine. It’s ridiculous. People’s lives are at stake.” You huffed and continued forward into the hedge maze. Your companion fell into step beside you.

“I agree. They should treat it seriously. Maybe they’re so carefree because they’ve solved the issue?”

You scoffed. “With the marriage? How foolish of them. Who’s to say it won’t end up making things worse? What if the bride simply…disappeared?”

He gasped softly and stopped in his tracks. “Where would you go? And what about your kingdom, your people?”

“How do you know I’m—” You looked at him and it dawned on you. The black hair, the green and gold sash draped over his chest. It seemed you weren’t the only one to detest wearing a crown. “Oh god. You’re the prince I’m to marry.”

He bowed. “I am Yugyeom, Crown Prince of the House of Kim. I apologize for my arriving late to our engagement announcement soirée.”

You turned on your heel and kept walking deeper into the maze. “It doesn’t matter, to them or to me, so save your apologies.”

“Oh.” He straightened up. “Well, wait! You didn’t answer my question.”

“Do you honestly care? If I were gone, you wouldn’t be forced to marry a stranger you’d be stuck with until one of you die.” You walked faster hoping he’d stop following. “As for my people, they’re at the mercy of those morons in there no matter what I do.”

“That’s not entirely true.” He spoke softly from your left. “Once we’re crowned, we’ll be able to make declarations and rule however we see fit. I know we’ve never met, but I’m familiar with your opinions and desires for the future.” He glanced at you and flushed when your eyes met. “I read the letters you wrote concerning the border issues and women’s rights. Your proposals were well-thought out and articulated, and I’m eager to implement them.”

“You’re just saying that. You don’t want me to run away.” You lifted your chin and narrowed your eyes. “You’ll take it all back once we say ‘I do’ then expect me to keep silent and push out babies.”

His chuckled but it held no mirth. “I have the notes and decree drafts to prove it. My dearest friend will vouch for me. I asked for his opinion on them.”

“A friend?” You turned to him and crossed your arms. “Your advisor, you mean?”

Yugyeom shook his head. “King Jungkook and I often consult each other on important matters concerning our respective kingdoms. I trust him with my life and those of my people.”

You mouth snapped shut. Everyone knew of the benevolent king. More importantly, you stayed up to date on his speeches as you admired the way he thought and ruled his kingdom. Sure, there’d been mentions of his friendships with neighboring countries but you never thought the specifics important. “Oh, well…”

He stepped closer. “With that said, I have no intention of locking you away once we marry. I fully intend for us to stand together. I can handle the foreign affairs while you focus on improving the lives of our people. I personally can’t wait to see their reaction to your plans for solving the poverty crisis.”

“I cannot believe you actually took the time to read anything I’ve written.” You covered your cheeks with your fingers. Shaking your head, you took off once again. “That’s much more than I expected of you.”

“Sounds like I’ve impressed you.” His voice took on a smug tone. “Does that mean I don’t need to list off your hobbies? Though, I admit I’d love to see you play the piano.” You nearly tripped. “If I’m to spend the rest of my life with you, I think it’s only right I learn everything I can.”

“This feels like some sort of weird dream.” You came to a stop when faced with the massive fountain that sat in the center of the maze. “You’re not supposed to be kind and caring. Where’s the chauvinistic, narcissistic spoiled man hoping to have a dozen women in his bed while his queen raises their five children on her own?” The smirk on his face only drove your irritation further. “I don’t want to be okay with marrying you!”

“And why is that?” He closed the distance between you. “Is it because they took away your choice in the matter?”

“Yes! I don’t want to be told what to do, not when it’s something this important. I want to be in love when I walk down the aisle. I want to look forward to consummating our union because I’m comfortable with you, not fear it.” You nearly pulled your hair which would’ve ruined a good hour of sitting until your legs went numb. “And here you are being all cute and supportive and sweet.” You huffed with disgust.

“…You think I’m cute?”

“Oh my god.” You covered your face. “Just leave me here to die.”

“Absolutely not.” He brushed your shoulder with his. When you didn’t move away, he took a chance and ran his fingertips down your arm. “For whatever it’s worth, I’ll admit I’ve had a tiny crush on you for quite some time now.” When you looked at him in question, he nodded. “I’ve always known I’d be set to marry. I was like you at first, against it and sure it’d be a miserable experience. So when they first started mentioning you during meetings…I asked for information. I needed to know what kind of person you were.”

“So when they told you I was a hot-headed, stubborn brat you didn’t go running for the hills?”

He laughed outright, fingers grazing yours. “Hah. No, I didn’t. The second I laid eyes on your portrait, I was a goner.” He looked into your eyes with a look that left your skin covered in goosebumps. “You’ll think I’m a liar, but it was love at first sight. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen—and I’ve attended six balls where dozens of women were hoping to be chosen to marry.” He rolled his eyes. “Not one of them compare to the vision before me.”

“Yet you show up late to our engagement party?” You scoffed and brushed his hand away with a smirk. “Unbelievable.”

“I wanted to look my best!” He pointed to one of the medals on his sash. “It broke and I had it fixed. I didn’t realize doing so would put us behind schedule.” He took your hands in his and brushed a kiss across your knuckles. “If I’m ever given the chance to do it over, I’m tossing it out the nearest window. Not worth disappointing you, ever.”

“For the record, I was not disappointed. I was actually relieved. Thought you’d get cold feet and run away with one of your maids.”

“Never. You’ll always be my first and only choice. Headstrong, proactive, and musically inclined? Sign me up!” His smile melted the rest of the ice encasing your heart. He was a dork, but he’d be your dork. Ugh. He was already rubbing off on you. A giggle bubbled up and came out before you could pull yourself together. Your laughter proved to be contagious as Yugyeom joined you. By the time you stopped you both were wiping tears from your cheeks.

“I want to say I hate that I’m having more fun out here alone with you but I pride myself on being painfully honest.” You looked up at him and he gently took your hands. “I’ve changed my mind. I won’t run away…provided you stay true to all that you said before.”

“I’ll include it in my wedding vows.” His face was serious.

“You’re writing vows, too?!” You groaned. “That’s it. I’m dreaming. None of this is real. You’re too good to real. I’m gonna wake up at my desk with a book imprinted on my cheek.”

His fingertips delicately guided your attention back to him. “I thought the same of you at first.” He turned his hand so that his thumb caressed your cheek. “It seemed impossible such a woman could exist, much less be my intended. Yet here we are, living what’s been the best night of my life so far. I pray you’ll grace me with the honor of calling you my love. I look forward to getting to know you, to getting you to fall in love with me, and building a life together that our kingdom will celebrate.”

[pennyluna]

SECRET FRIENDS - Min Yoongi- One Shot

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader 18+🔞 (FT.. Jungkook, Mingyu, Hobi, Jimin, Yugyeom)

Wordcount: 2.164 ❤️

Genre: Same friend group Au - Secret friends Au - Secret siatuationship Au

Warning: This story contains strong language and VERY Spicy/sexual content. Be aware before reading.

After a couple of weeks of thinking, I decided to bring my best friend Cassie into my secret circle of friends, it had felt weird not tell her about it before, only the secret wasn't only mine but today I received a message from Jungkook, inviting me to a little weekend away in the countryside  , he felt bad that I was keeping a secret from my  best friend so he said II could bring her along. 

So here we are dropping our stuff in one of the bedrooms. My friend is a little mad at me because I didn't give her a heads up on who she was going to be meeting and because she is embarrassed she was wearing her Mingyu Tshirt when she actually shook Mingyu's hand. In my defence, I did not see it under her jean jacket and Mingyu did find it funny. 

Hobi is preparing the food shopping list so he can go with Jimin and Yugyeom to the supermarket, we are in a pretty small town so not many people would pay much attention to them.  

Mingyu and Jungkook were thinking about drinks but decided to make a tik tok video of a new dance while making Cassie record it. I knew they were going to get along and I am glad they are. 

I met Jungkook a while back while I was volunteering at an animal shelter, we clicked talking about animals, we became friends and soon he introduced me to some of his friends a few of them aren't here because of their busy schedule... There is one in particular that I am waiting for.. I haven't seen him in a while and I know he is going to be here but I can't wait.  Min Yoongi and I talked often when we were at the same gatherings, we had some things in common and he would make sure I felt comfortable and included, one conversation lead to another until one day we were celebrating Jungkook's birthday and after some drinks we ended up sleeping together. I felt incredibly guilty at the thought of ruining this new found friendship so I avoided Yoongi until we met again at a different gathering and we ended up slept together again, we decided to just keep it at that even though I caught feelings. 

"Yoongi Hyun is almost here!" Jungkook yells from the kitchen bar, looking at me with a smirk.  He knows about us, against his own will like he likes to say. He walked in on us doing the deed once when he thought Yoongi was alone in his room. Yoongi had to buy him a full box of banana milk as bribe for his silence and another one as payment for his trauma.

"Staaaup" I mouth at him while he laughs at my sudden blush.

I hear voices outside and I recognize his, he is greeting the boys that are on their way to the super market... I stay on the couch acting as nonchalant as possible but my heart is racing and I am sure it skips a couple of beats as soon as I feel him bend over the couch to level to my ear and whisper  "Hello beautiful.. its been a while!" I can smell his scent and feel his breath on my skin. I don't turn to look at him because I am sure our lips would connect and I have missed him so much, I don't think I would be able to stop at just a kiss.

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We had dinner and drink outside and now we are playing games, Cassie and the boys are getting along and she is smiling so much, I am worried her chicks will fall! We watch Jimin dance like a chicken as a dare for loosing at the latest game, Jungkook keeps winning and we are all obviously teaming up to make him loose at least once. Yoongi and I keep stealing glances at each other and my stomach keeps fluttering every time he smiles at me and I worry that the longer we keep seeing each other the more painful it will be for me when it ends. When he told me that he was coming this weekend, he also said we had to talk and I feel it is about ending it. 

MYG<3 : should we retire soon?

Me: I don't want to leave Cassie alone.

MYG<3 : She will be fine.

MYG<3 : I want to be alone with you.

Fuck. He wants to have that talk now. I take a break from replying to his messages. I am not ready but better now than later I guess. I tell Cassie that I will go inside for a while to make a phone call to my parents, those usually last long so she wont get worry if I'm gone for a while. 

Me: Okay, lets.

MYG<3 : You go first.

I waited for Yoongi on the second floor, once we were in his room we made small talk, its unbearable and I am feeling awkward so I decide to kick start the more serious conversation.

"So we should talk..." I start but he cuts my sentence with a kiss. I push him back a little putting my hands on his chest to keep the distance. He frowns at me with an inquisitive look.

"What's wrong?" he says placing a hand on my chick while tilting his head.

I think about pushing for the serious conversation but then think about how this will probably be the last time we are this close together, about how I might regret not enjoying him like this one last time and before I can change my mind I close the distance between us and our mouths clash. I expect him to stop me but instead he deepens the kiss and that's all I need to know before I start walking backwards to the bed maintaining eye contact and unbuttoning my jeans and letting them fall to the floor. Yoongi takes his clothes and walks to help me out of my hoodie leaving me in my underwear and biting his lips once he noticed I hadn't been wearing a bra!

He pushes me into the bed and gets on top of me, kissing me deeply and moving his hands freely around my body. I can feel his hard cock when he presses his crotch against mine. His mouth moves around my face and then  my neck, following a trail towards my breast and I cant seem to control my breathing or my racing heart. My head is cloudy, run by pure deep lust, the same one I can see in his eyes when we make eye contact while my nipple is in his mouth. His long fingers are now at my clit, rubbing it with passion and a moan escapes my mouth, he flips me around and pulls my butt up and removes my underwear. He starts making his way to my core starting from the back, delivering wet kisses to my butt and going lower until i feel his long tongue stroking around my entrance and then caressing my clit. My legs shake the more he plays around with my clit, I can feel the orgasm building and once his finger enter me, I cant hold it in anymore and let go. He lick me all over and then I feel his absence, looking towards him I notice the condom on his hand. My mouth waters at the view of his perfectly erected member and I get off the bed and drop to me knees, looking into his eyes I don't wait for him to oppose to this and guide his cock into my mouth, sucking hard and moving my tongue around the tip, earning me a grunt from him, I look up and notice he is hanging his head backwards, then my eyes fall to his free hand and I notice his closed fist... I know what that means, he is itching to hold my head and fuck my mouth, so I grab it and place it at the back of my head, letting him know that its okay to do just what he wants. I feel him thrust forward and I relax my throat to give him full access. I can hear his moans and grunts when I breathe and try my best to swallow around his cock until he stops me abruptly, gets me up and on the bed again, spreading my legs and putting the condom on before he enters me.  We always had great chemistry in bed, our sex was always hot and dirty but tonight there is also something else and its fucking good.  I can feel him inside of me getting frantic,  we have been going at it for a while and after several of my orgasms I can feel his trusts going faster and his cock throbbing inside of me, I know he is close. he kisses me through my latest orgasm and I feel the shock of it starting from my toes, the eye contact sealing it and after my high he pumps a couple more times inside of me before his glorious release. He give me a chaste kiss and then drops next to me. 

"Fuuuck..." he says while breathing heavily

I stay quiet for a while, afraid that if I speak the bubble will break and we will be forced to have that conversation, all while I only want to enjoy this moment.

He kisses my shoulder softly a couple of times and then clears his throat before speaking "I want to tell you something and I need you to listen to me" -FUCK, here we go and I'm not ready-

I hum in response and prepare myself for the worst.

"(Y/N)  you know I care about you and that we have been doing this for a while now..." His voice seems calm but somehow my heart keeps raising and my mind is imagining the worst "I can't do this anymore, the whole secret thing is hard and It is stressing me out.. so maybe we shouldㅡ " he pauses when I move to sit up.

"Right.." I exhale trying to slow downs my breathing "We should just stop this" I walk to my clothes

"What?" he shoots up and grabs my arm, his dark hair slightly wet by the sweat is now attached to his forehead and he looks gorgeous while standing there looking at me in confusion. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I understand, you want to end it. This secret is a problem and we need to end it before it becomes something bigger"  I say slowly and carefully.. his confused expression is starting to freak me out, he is looking at me like I just grew a second head and I become even more confused once he laughs drily.

"I never said I wanted to end it. I want us to continue seeing each other. Iㅡ" 

"Us hooking up sgain is only going to make it harder later one" I say

"Stop. Stop talking." he says, placing a hand to his chest and moving his hair from his forehead "If you would only listen to me, you would know that I don't want to fucking end it. I want you in my life and I thought about us being friends but  the idea of us being anything short that boyfriend and girlfriend kills me and I came here to ask you but... you don't want to?" He looks at me, his face pained and I start tearing up. 

This whole time I thought he wanted to end us, meanwhile he just wanted us to become something more. I can see him trying to find an answer on my face and when I find myself unable to speak, I throw myself at him, kissing him passionately, stopping to whisper in between sobs  "I do want us. I want us to be together. I want to be your girlfriend." and starting a second round of what we had just finished.

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Its the morning after and I woke up in between his arms, Yoongi and I spent most of the night having sex, intense and meaningful sex until we fell asleep. 

I am in the ensuite shower when he joins me and we go for another rounds, I am incredibly happy and he seems to be in the same state. Every now and then he tells me how happy he is I said yes and how much more relaxed he feels now that we are on the same page. 

We get dressed in between kisses, trying our best to not fall in the bed again because we need energy so we walk holding hands to the kitchen to get some breakfast and we can hear everyone is awake. We had decided to let our friends know about us because it was a good start not having to hide our relationship from them. 

"FUCKING FINALLY" Jungkook yells with a big smile when he sees us entering the Livingroom.

A/N: I hope you guys like this story. Sorry I haven't published in a while, I have been dealing with some personal stuff and with the publishing of my upcoming book so my priorities have been different lately. I will keep writing, I dont have set times but I will work on publishing at least twice a month. Loye you all and please stay healthy and safe.

[clariannahoney]

Kpop Daddy's Squirting Obsession

Yugyeom's eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. He turned to find Controlled Rida still nestled in his arms, her breathing slow and steady. A soft smile played on his lips as he gently extricated himself from her embrace, careful not to wake her.

Padding silently to the bathroom, Yugyeom splashed cold water on his face, the chill invigorating his senses. Today was about progress, about pushing her limits and exploring the depths of her submission. His cock twitched at the thought, eager for the challenge.

Returning to the bedroom, he found Rida stirring, her eyes blinking open to meet his. "Good morning, Daddy," she murmured, a sleepy smile gracing her lips.

"Morning, baby," he replied, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Time to start your training."

Her smile faded slightly, replaced by a mix of excitement and nervousness. "What are we working on today?"

Yugyeom leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Your squirting abilities. I want to see how far we can push you."

Rida's breath hitched, her body responding instinctively to his words. "I... I don't know if I can do it again so soon," she confessed, her voice trembling.

"That's why it's called training," he teased, his fingers trailing down her arm. "I'll be right here to guide you every step of the way."

He watched as she swallowed hard, her resolve strengthening under his gaze. "Okay, Daddy. Let's do this."

Yugyeom nodded, his expression serious. "First, I need you to relax. Deep breaths, in and out."

Rida followed his instructions, her breathing deepening as she focused on the rhythm. Yugyeom moved behind her, his hands gentle yet firm as he massaged her shoulders, easing the tension from her muscles.

"Good girl," he praised, his lips brushing against her ear. "Now, let's move to the floor."

He helped her stand, guiding her to the plush rug near the bed. Kneeling before her, he looked up, his eyes locking with hers. "Spread your legs for me, baby."

Rida hesitated for a moment, then obeyed, her thighs parting to reveal her glistening core. Yugyeom's mouth watered at the sight, his desire rising like a tide.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his hands cupping her hips. "Now, close your eyes and focus on my touch."

She did as he asked, her eyelids fluttering shut as she surrendered herself to his guidance. Yugyeom leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her essence, the flavor sweet and tangy on his palate.

Rida gasped, her body arching towards him as his tongue delved deeper, exploring every fold and crevice. "Daddy," she whimpered, her hands gripping his hair.

"Shh, just feel," he instructed, his tongue swirling around her clit, teasing and tormenting the sensitive nub. Her moans filled the room, each sound fueling his arousal.

He changed tactics, his fingers joining the dance, one sliding inside her wet heat while the other circled her clit. Rida's body trembled, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

"You're doing so well," he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. "Let it build, baby. Let it all build."

Her response was a strangled cry, her body tensing as the pressure within her grew unbearable. Yugyeom felt her walls clenching around his finger, the precursor to her release.

"That's it, come for me," he ordered, his tongue flicking faster, his fingers moving in unison. "Show Daddy what you can do."

With a scream that echoed off the walls, Rida shattered, her body convulsing as jets of liquid sprayed forth, coating Yugyeom's face and chest. He drank in the sight, his own orgasm crashing through him as he continued to pleasure her, prolonging her climax.

When at last she lay spent, her body quivering with aftershocks, Yugyeom pulled her into his arms, his voice raw with emotion. "You were incredible, baby. Absolutely incredible."

Rida smiled weakly, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. "Thank you, Daddy. For pushing me."

"Always," he promised, kissing her forehead. "Now rest, my love. We have all day to explore more."

As she drifted off to sleep, Yugyeom's mind raced with possibilities, each one more thrilling than the last. This was just the beginning, he knew. There was so much more they could discover together.

[winter-dayz]

Guardian

Pairing: Kim Yugyeom x Reader Demon AU Genre: Fluff Words: 2641 Warnings: strong language

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

“You called?” He smirked and entered your room, plopping himself down right in the middle of your neatly made bed.

“For God, not Satan’s reincarnate.” You huffed, glaring at him before turning back to your laptop in frustration and annoyance. His face twisted into amusement at the irony of truth behind your words without you even knowing it. 

Kim Yugyeom had been looking after you for four years and had wiggled his way into your life three years ago after perfecting his human form. Guardian angels were the standard, the praised, and the dreamt of. Guardian demons? Not so much. Yet, here he was still looking after his precious human under the guise of her best friend. This was not at all standard—incredibly frowned upon actually—and Yugyeom was sure any normal human would consider a guardian demon to be a nightmare. But he couldn’t help himself.

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The angels considered getting to be a guardian an honor that was sacred, but demons, however, found it to be a boring punishment. To be a guardian meant that the higher beings had found the angel or demon responsible enough to look after human life. This meant that any demon chosen wouldn’t get to foresee any tormenting or torturing to the damned souls. Hence, why many of them dreaded and hated to receive guardian duty.

In the beginning, Yugyeom felt the same way. He detested that he, of all demons, had to look after a mortal being. No more troublemaking, torturing, or even living life as he pleased. Or so he thought.

Two months into his guardianship, he realized what a fascinating human you actually were. Sure, you did all the boring, mundane human tasks and things. But you also appeared more complicated than the average human, and you were definitely vastly more interesting than the souls he encountered in hell.

You were kind and selfless but did not allow others to take advantage of you and were not afraid to stand up for yourself. You were passionate in what you believed in but also were very open-minded to other possibilities. You were confident in your skin and walked through life not taking anyone’s bullshit, but you were also vulnerable and insecure in your own ways.

A year into his guardianship and he couldn’t stand watching from the side-lines anymore. You hardly needed help handling matters, but you were often alone. Kept to yourself at the end of the day. As kind as you were and with as many friendly faces as you knew, no one had taken the time to dig under the surface and really know you.

And for some reason that pissed Yugyeom off.

Because he could see it; he could see your longing for companionship. He could see how hard you would try. He could see how desperately you wished to be close to your friends.

So, being the troublemaker he is, he snuck to the portal room one night and shifted into a human-form in hopes of being able to fulfill your desires. He had even chosen a form that he assumed you would find appealing after observing the type of men you usually pined for.

Shape-shifting to appear human in order to face your ward was not totally forbidden, however, it was only granted to those with explicit permission. Which of course Yugyeom did not have the patience to get, nor did he think he’d even be given. But he thought this was important, and technically he was just doing his job as a guardian-demon trying to take care of his human as best as he can. Even if that meant breaking several rules and putting himself at risk of banishment.

That never did make sense to him though. As a demon, isn’t it his duty to be on his worst behavior all the time anyway? Regardless, up to this point he never had the urge to break his extremely loose rules.

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“What are you working on anyway? I can smell your frustration from over here.” Yugyeom finally sat up on your bed, bored of pretending to scroll through his phone as he watched you.

“Stop being so dramatic. It’s just this idea I’m working on and no matter what I do I just can’t seem to get it to match what’s going on in my brain.” You sighed as your head flopped down to meet your arms. Except, you really did smell quite frustrated to Yugyeom, and it reeked. Normally you smelled like fresh flowers and clean linen, but ever since he walked into your bedroom all he could smell was mildew and burnt grass.

At your admission, he perked up, “Any way I can help?” Of course he was only asking because he had to, not because he wanted to. Although, technically, he really only had to step in as a guardian if you were in “life-threatening danger.” But also technically, his nose was currently in life-threatening danger—and he’s basically immortal.

“No… I think I need to step away from it for a bit. But that stresses me out ‘cause I’m on a deadline so…”

Yugyeom opens his arms wide, and after a minute of you both staring at one another, you slowly drag yourself over to plop into his grasp. He wraps his arms around you, softly rubbing his palm up and down your back. You can feel your entire body relax into his form, and it’s like everything eases out of your body. The speed at which your scent changes almost gives him whiplash, but he can’t help the smile that slips onto his face as he closes his eyes and falls back onto your bed still holding you.

“How are you so comfortable? You’re built like a string bean and yet I feel like I’m dissolving into a cloud right now.”

“That’s what best friends are for. I’m an anti-stress cloud made just for you of course.” You moved your head and blinked at him before your mouth curled up in judgment.

“That was so cheesy and cringey.” You continued to side eye him for a minute until he smirked. “Were you making fun of me for comparing you to a cloud?” He shrugged before pushing your head back to lay against his chest. You mumbled something into his shirt, but neither of you were really sure what you said, not that it mattered anyway. All that mattered to you now was soaking up time with your cloud of a best friend, and all that mattered to him was that he managed to help alleviate your problems.

So maybe he did offer just because he wanted to. Sue him.

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Something was wrong. He could feel it. It had to be something to do with you because nothing around him had changed, no obvious danger in sight. No, this definitely had to be something connected to you, and once Yugyeom was sure of it, he panicked.

Not once during his time guarding you had he ever felt this connected to your emotions, and despite his confusion, that was not the main focus of his distress. Instead, he was panicking over what exactly could have aroused such a strong and depressing emotion from you.

He rushed to conjure his illusory human-form and bound through the portal. The closer he got, the more intensely he could feel your emotions. By the time he was outside your apartment, he was able to identify the feeling as rejection and insecurity. His chest tightened, and he imagined that this was what humans felt when their hearts “broke.”

He let himself into your apartment quickly—the details on how didn’t matter; you never asked him about it anyway. His eyes flew around the kitchenette and living area but flew to your room when he didn’t spot a sign of you. He ripped the door open and sighed in relief as he noticed a singular, still-breathing, lump hidden beneath the comforter. He took three big strides to stand beside you at your bed and paused when he noticed your puffy red eyes staring straight back up at him.

In that moment it was like he knew everything. He could feel the betrayal you felt, and it was like an image manifested before him: you sat at your desk, laptop open to a video call and on the other end sat an older couple. They looked distinctly similar to you, except their faces were shrouded with anger, disappointment, and disapproval.

“What are you doing here?” You whispered out, but the sound was ruined with croaks and cracks from obviously overused vocal cords. Yugyeom found himself easily sitting down and taking your face between his hands, wiping at the already dried tear tracks.

“I’m so sorry. I couldn’t protect you from them.” His face scrunched in anguish, and his own feeling of failure rose above the leftovers of yours.

“How did you know?” You looked confused, moving to sit up in your bed. The call had only finished minutes ago, and you had no time to text or tell anyone else about the matter in the time that it took you to end the call before you threw yourself under the covers with a sob. It was only several minutes later that Yugyeom had shown up looking utterly distressed.

“I could feel everything. I’ve never felt such a thing from you, but you felt so distressed and– and broken. I panicked, so I got here as fast as I could, but there’s nothing I would have been able to do to stop them. I can’t control anyone… But you still didn’t deserve what ever happened, and I’m supposed to protect you from things like this. I failed…” He rambled on, definitely saying more than he’s allowed but unable to stop himself. He didn’t know what else to do. He just wanted to do whatever he could to get you to stop feeling that way.

Your mouth agape, eyes wide, and figure stiff as you stared at Yugyeom in confusion and shock. There was no way possible that he could have known what happened, and yet he spoke as though he’d sat right next to you through the entire thing. And then he had spouted on about protecting you, and failing, and you had no idea what any of it meant. Of course it made sense to you that your best friend would want to ensure your happiness at all times, but the conviction he spoke with told you that it meant volumes more than any normal friendship. He said it as though it was his job, or his life depended on keeping you safe.

“I know you don’t fully understand what I’m saying, but I promise I’ll explain everything in time. I just need you to know that I’m here for you now, and I want to always be here for you. I don’t know what they did or said to you, but it isn’t true. You’re literally the closest thing to perfect I’ve seen in my lifetime, and I’m actually really thankful that I was assigned the privilege of meeting and guarding you… Again, I promise I will explain later.”

All you could do was nod, searching his face for anything to be wary of, but all you saw was your handsome best friend. You believed his words despite how disorienting it all felt. As your eyes continued to rake across his face, you noticed something odd and gingerly touched his cheek, letting the tip of your finger ghost over the dot under his right eye.

“This wasn’t here before…” You breathed out, and Yugyeom stiffened. The skin under your touch felt as though it’d been lit with a fire comparable to the flames of hell. He’d never felt such a physical reaction to your touch before, and he felt something stir in his stomach. His eyes slid to a mirror that resided on a wall near your bed, and sure enough, there sat a small mole on his usually smooth skin. It must have manifested when he rushed through the illusion process.

“Looks like a mole… Probably insignificant. They show up all the time.” He tried to brush it off, but he knew his time to explain was counting down. Yugyeom knew the repercussions of this could be detrimental, but he couldn’t lie to you anymore without hurting you.

Meanwhile, the longer you studied his face, the more you could see that he almost appeared otherworldly. Sure, you’d always thought him to be immaculately handsome, but this felt different. Almost ethereal. And, you were certain that this mole had basically manifested overnight.

The longer you stared, the more Yugyeom could feel nerves and anticipation bubble within him until it finally rushed out like a volcano erupting after lying dormant for decades. He stumbled over his explanation several times, and his eyes seemed to be eternally locked on a picture frame that held your favorite picture of the two of you. But, he told you the truth…

The room fell into a thick, heavy silence as he finished his word vomit. The news that your human best friend was actually a guardian demon sat rather comfortably in your mind. The revelation somehow made a lot of sense now that you thought about it, but you were lost on how to respond. Yugyeom fidgeted, feeling rather nervous for a demon who usually didn’t feel all that much at all.

Finally, you reached over and took his hand into your own, and when he looked into your eyes, he saw nothing but trust and love sparkled within.

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The next time that Yugyeom was able to come see you, the mole was still a charming addition to his face.

He hadn’t been able to visit for quite awhile since the higher beings had been aware of Yugyeom spilling the truth. They had already known, since the beginning, of Yugyeom’s worldly appearances but did not interfere since it seemed as though, despite his disobedience, he was not posing as a threat to the natural order of things.

But apparently, revealing the entirety of his existence, job, and even the ability to travel between worlds was not part of the natural order. So he had to face the music and explain his motivations and reasons behind breaking his unspoken oath to secrecy.

When the council found no ill-intent, and rather suspected that there were likely actually romantic feelings behind his exposure, they let him off with a warning that relationships between supernatural beings and humans were often doomed.

Yugyeom wasn’t exactly sure why they were warning him of such a thing. His relationship with you had always been purely based on his curiosity and responsibility.

But when he faced you again, and you smiled up at him, bringing him in for a hug and then brushing a finger over the new mole again, he understood what they meant. 

For a moment, he worried about the mortality rates of humans compared to the eternity he would continue existing. But then you were pulling him into your room and snuggling up to him on your bed, surrounding him in your scent, and he didn’t care anymore. Even if your lifetime only felt like a second compared to his, he would bask in that second forever.

“I missed you, string bean.”

“I missed you too.” He breathed out, and for the first time, he actually noticed his heartbeat. “I hope you know, I plan to be by your side forever.”

“You’re being cheesy again. But… the sentiment is shared I guess.” Your head lifted slightly to press a light kiss to the underside of his chin before nestling back into his chest.

Yugyeom blinked at the action before he wrapped his arms tighter around your body, a smile overtaking his face.

“Well now you’re definitely stuck with me.”

[fandomnovella-blog]

Your Crush: Park Jinyoung

“So… Y/N, truth or dare”

You and some of your friends were having a sleepover! It was fun! And everyone was in a comfy mess of giggles and pillows you hesitated, telling the truth seemed easier but at what cost? A dare…well, the possibilities were kinda endless,

“Truth!” You said confidently,

Your friend thought carefully,

“Ok so, who do you think is the most attractive person in school and why?”

You blushed furiously, you hadn’t told this to anyone and was seriously debating lying but, rules are rules

“Ummm if I had to pick…I’d say…Jinyoung?” You blushed again burying your face in your hands! Your friends all gasped and grinned and immediately asked you what you liked about him,

“Ummmm well, I think he’s really sweet!” You said quietly

“He doesn’t really talk much though!” One of your friends said

“I know but when he does he knows what he wants to say! And he doesn’t joke as much as the other people in school, I think he’s quite a gentle genuine soul, it’s nice being around him. He’s so handsome and he has a beautiful voice! ” There was no shame in liking him and you were sure that your friends would keep it to themselves right?

You found out soon that this was as much of a fantasy as a fairy story.

A few days later you were walking down the school hall and you saw one of your friends talking to…oh no…JINYOUNG!!! You tried for the rest of the day to not

think about it, but that was like trying not to imagine purple elephant with blue spots, your mind was hyper-focused on what your friend had said to Jinyoung that day. Everywhere you turned, you seemed to bump into him, and he always seemed to be around the corner . At lunch, you ran into the bathroom, into a stall and breathed heavily into your hands, trying to calm yourself down, does she like him too? Does he like her? DID SHE TELL HIM ABOUT HER CRUSH?! You shook your head furiously! No…no! You were being silly, why worry about it! You can’t take it back now so whatever happens will happen right? You couldn’t control it and if he asked you about it…you swallowed hard, you’d be honest! There wasn’t much else you could do! Straightening up, you walked slowly into your next class.

“We’ll be pairing you up for a small in-class assignment today” said the art teacher, you need to work together to create the picture using clay!” She began handing out the terracotta coloured cubes to the class, and allocating pairs “Luke, pair up with Laila over there! Jessy go sit next to Carmen!” At this point you had shut your eyes tightly and had every finger crossed; praying to every deity that you knew “Please don’t sit him next to me please!!” You heard the scrape of a stool next to you and gulped hard. There was silence next to you, slowly, you opened your eyes and turned… there sat next to you holding the cube of clay in one hand and a second apron in the other, was none other than Park Jinyoung.

“Hey…um…are you ok?”

“Yeah” you squeaked in a tiny voice once you remembered how to breathe

“You sure? You had your eyes shut really tight! Are you in pain?”

“No no not at all!” You shook your head quickly trying to act nonchalant

“Ok..so…shall we get started?”

He placed the clay down along with some carving tools and you both set to work. In silence. I mean what could you say to each other?! This was so embarrassing! Until…

“Hey Y/N I wanted to talk to you about-“

but he never got he chance to finish what he was saying! The pressure of the whole day was weighing on you, and you were desperate to say something! And so it all slipped out!

“Yeah I said I liked you! It’s true! I do I really like you! But I wasn’t planning on telling you like this! But then maybe I wasn’t gonna tell you at all it’s just I know you heard stuff and so I might as well come out and say it right? And I’d rather you hear it from me because I do like you! It’s not a big deal! I shouldn’t be ashamed of that right?” You finished, panting and blowing like you had run the marathon everything in your mind just couldn’t hold it in anymore but the relief of the confession was short lived. The mounting embarrassment only grew as you realised you had just blurted out a confession! You just babbled in front of Jinyoung about how you liked him!

“Um, that wasn’t what I was going to say,” said Jinyoung a little flabbergasted “I was going to say I wanted to talk to you about the history homework but this must have been on your mind!”

Your whole body stiffened and a huge tsunami of shame washed over you. Once again you put your head in your hands. You just wished the ground would swallow you up! Until you heard a chuckle coming from next to you! Was he laughing? There was nothing to laugh about in your mind! But then, you heard a soft voice by your ear

“ You’re cute when you blush! Did you know that? It’s ok I like you too!”

[tangerineastronaut]

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[agust-june]

Masterlist

Hello welcome to my masterlist. I don't take requests unfortunately but if you have something you'd like to say or want to shoot an idea into my head my imbox is open. I hope you enjoy my fics and please give me feedback if you can!

Minors DNI

Fluff 💗 Smut😈 angst 😭

Series

Decendants of the stars and of the Gods 💗😭

This multi fandom (well kinda?) but it's about after a war between the greek Gods and the zodiac and the constellations went to war. The children of the signs going to the school with the children of the Gods.

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Kingdoms that can't be divided 😭💗

This was my first fanfic it's on wattpad I would upload it here but...it's too long and unfortunately I'm lazy to put all the chapters onto here.

Oneshots

-Nct-

Johnny

Keep Her Satisfied for the Weekend 😈

Part 1 Part 2 (coming soon) 😈

Take My Breath 😈

Kiss you back (coming soon) 😭😈

Conflict of interest (coming soon) 😭😈

Let the ( games) flames begin! (Coming soon) 💗

Yuta

If your girl only knew 😈

Creep 😈

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Joshua

The chair 😈

Three is better than two 😈

S.Coups

I hate you 😈

Three is better than two 😈

-Monsta x-

Wonho

Cyber Sex 😈

It never rains 💗

Kihyun

I'm your baby tonight 😈

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Got7

Is Got7 invited to the cook out? 💗

Do they belong to the streets?💗

Valentines day 💗

Invite to the cookout 💗

Jaebum

Teacher's assistant 😈

From time😭

Jinyoung

The boss😈

Erotic city 😈

Youngjae

The boy is mine💗

Yugyeom

Part Time Lover😈

-Dpr Live-

Hong Dabin

Bored😈

-Ateez-

Hongjoong

For the first time (coming soon)💗

Theories

-Got7-

Not by the moon

Songs I think...

Songs I think Haechan can sing

Songs I think DoJaeJung can sing

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csm men (aki, yoshida, denji, kishibe, angel devil)

csm women (makima, himeno, power)

fruits basket (kyo, hatori, shigure, yuki, hatsuharu, ayame)

tokyo ghoul men (kaneki, hideyoshi, kishou, nishiki, sasaki, yomo)

tokyo ghoul women (touka kirishima)

haikyuu!! (osamu, astumu, hinata)

bnha (bakugo, tamaki, kirishima, todoroki, midoriya, dabi, shigaraki, aizawa)

genshin (diluc, kaeya, alhaitham, itto, kaveh, childe, zhongli, kazuha, thoma, dainsleif)

ateez (san, mingi, yeosang, wooyoung, hongjoong, yunho, jongho, seonghwa)

bts (jungkook, yoongi, jimin, taehyung, namjoon, jin, hoseok)

got7 (jackson wang, jay b, bambam, mark, yugyeom, jinyoung, young-jae)

monsta x (wonho, shownu, I.M, kihyun, hyungwon, minhyuk, joohoney)

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[pocket-scenarios]

I Know - Yugyeom

(Admin: Vector)

“What do you know?” You snap nodding your head in Yugyeom’s direction your eyes glaring harshly in his direction tears pooling at the corners of your eyes, “how could you know anything about me?” You say with a bitter laugh, “I hardly know your name, yet you want to act like you know everything about what happened,” your tongue darts out to wet your bottom lip your head dropping away from him.

“I’m going to let this go since you’re hurt,” Yugyeom warns pointing his index finger in your direction, you scoff keeping your eyes on his hand before stepping past him.

“Kim Yugyeom,” you pause, “everyone has a past that they aren’t proud of,” you pause again, “just because mine is pitiful and everyone likes to talk about it, doesn’t mean you know me,” you conclude continuing to walk out of the empty classroom.

“Can you at least tell me then?” Yugyeom calls, “can you at least let me know what really happened?” His voice trails off into a softer one.

“You transferred here a week ago,” you turn back towards him leaning against the desk in front of you, “you should have heard it all,” you close your eyes letting out a heavy sigh dropping your head towards the desk you’re leaning most of your weight onto.

“I want to know your story,” Yugyeom moves towards the desk you’re at taking wide steps to where you’re standing, “why,” he trails off, “why do they think someone, as strong as you, is pitiful?” He concludes resting one of his own hands on the desk.

“Sorry,” you say softly, “I can’t,” you push yourself off of the desk, “I’m leaving,” you force yourself to turn away from him each of your steps feeling heavier than usual.

[fairyofjaeyun]

k y g ➳ M.I.L.F. ☆

[18:08] now playing: designer - onlyoneof

[warning] mommy kink, male masturbation, nipple play, cumplay/eating, just sub!yugyeom jerking off to you

2nd person // 0.9k words

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apartments never really sparked your interest. the idea of being so close to your neighbors gave you anxiety. but after living with you crazy ex-fiance, you needed your independence and the only place that could fit your budget and your standards were nearby apartments.

however, once you moved in you've grown to like the apartments. sure, sometimes you couldn't stand the obnoxious yelling and blaring music your neighbors did but you really did enjoy yourself. and your neighbors enjoyed you too.

somehow, out of all the buildings in the complex, you get put in the one with the wildest and horny boys you've ever met. but you weren't complaining though. now that you were back on the single radar, you were doing far more than you've ever done with your ex. and what's funny is that you have them completely wrapped around your finger.

as you were making your way towards your door, you saw a tall, familiar boy checking his mail. his bright red hair could be seen unmistakenly for miles and damn did his thighs look good in those jeans. your eyes wandered up and down his long legs (and those hips), then traveled to his stomach, wondering if he's still working on those abs. man, does he know how to get you wild up.

"hi, gyeomie~" you finally greeted and he turned to you, giving you a cute smile. "hi, noona. how was your day?" his voice was soft and he ran his hands through his cherry colored hair, which was common while talking to you. he'd also lightly tug on his shirt collar or let his jacket slip down his shoulders to reveal his collarbones, a feature he knew you were fond of. but you pretended to not ever notice. you loved the little shy yet smug look he gave you.

you only hooked up with him once after a night out but that doesn't mean you don't dream about those dancer's hips often. even though he's young and inexperienced, it certainly doesn't show.

"long. I just need to relax and unwind a little," you said suggestively as you leaned against the wall to reveal your cleavage, smirking when you see him struggle to keep his eyes on your face. he lightly tugs his shirt down once he feels the sudden tightness of his jeans, making your eyes trail down to his crotch, he was already somewhat hard. naughty boy. "it's too bad you made plans" your hand slides up his thigh until you meet his boner, it twitches underneath your fingers. "I was hoping for some fun tonight."

yugyeom glanced uneasily at his surroundings, afraid of getting caught. you grin, satisfied with the mess you made of him. while he was struggling to come up with words, he swallowed. his underwear started to feel wet and sticky from how much you were tormenting him. "I-I mean... I could cancel if-" you interrupted. "no, no, no. I'd feel bad. besides, I'm sure momo is dying to see you."

a smirk tugs on your lips at the dumbfounded look on the younger boys face. you pushed yourself off the wall, removing your hands from his erection and coming face to face with him. a soft whimper could be heard as your dark, lustful orbs met with his slightly lighter shades. "by the way, if you wear those jeans and show me those collarbones again, I'll pin you to the wall right then and there so everyone can hear how much of a bitch you are for me."

you give him an innocent smile before smacking his ass and running up the stairs to the second level of the apartment. leaving the poor boy libidinous and desperate for an orgasm.

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"fuck~" yugyeom moans into his hand as he thrusts his member into his other hand. trying his best not to wake up his roommate, bambam.

after his encounter with you earlier, he couldn't contain himself as different scenarios played in his head. he just wanted you so bad. the thought of you tugging his cherry strands as you nibbled on his prominent collarbone and stroke his hard, sensitive cock made him pump himself faster.

"oh, mommy." he whined softly. that simple 5 letter word has him quaking. yugyeom shuts his eyes, imagining your wet tongue gliding gradually along his tip, his free hand now rubbing his nipple.

he had to bite his lip to hold back his embarrassingly loud and high-pitched moans, a little whimper and a soft 'mommy' slipping out occasionally.

hot and sticky liquid was now dripping down his hand as he was getting closer to his orgasm. It was pathetic; him fucking himself like this. small beads of sweat dripped down his face making his hair stick to his forehead while his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. chest moving up and down swiftly and erratically, back arched up off the mattress as his fuck himself into his hand. pathetic yet so beautiful.

it was not long until he released onto his chest, jerking off his orgasm. he then sucked the cum off his fingers, moaning as he thought of your praise.

"was I good, mommy?"

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[joon-xbts]

Forgive Me (Kim Yugyeom)

Artist: Kim Yugyeom Genre: Smut

High school… Everyone has their own definition of how their experience was. A word to describe mine so far would have to be “rollercoaster”. It’s great one moment and then the next it’s a total disaster. One minute I’m the happiest I have ever been and the next moment my entire world crashes down right in front of me. Three years just gone as if they had meant nothing and the worst part is that the person who caused it all seems to not even care.

Seulgi: Come on Y/N, it’s been three months. It’s time that you move on

Irene: She’s right, you can’t let this get to you

You: I can’t just let three years with him go

Seulgi: But you also can’t just let it ruin your life either. This is our Senior year, we should be living it up and instead you’re still hung up on a guy who clearly doesn’t want to be with you anymore

Irene: It’s time you get back out there, just enjoy being single for a while and who knows maybe one day a nice guy will come along and sweep you off your feet

You: I don’t know if I can, it’s been three years since I was last single

Seulgi: Which is why you’re gonna need some help from us but you’ll be fine

Irene: That’s why we’re gonna hit the club tonight, try to get you back into the element of being single

I’m not left with much choice to protest against it, their minds are made up. I just sigh and glance around the cafeteria, my eyes instantly catching his staring back at me. 

Seulgi: Yah Kim Yugyeom! Look elsewhere you jerk!!

Our eye contact didn’t last much longer after that, I watch as he quickly gathers his things and leaves.

Irene: The nerve of him

I quietly avert my gaze back to the girls and sigh. Maybe I do need this, it’s about time I move on.

-Time Skip-

Seulgi: Oh my god I love your dress!

You: Really? It’s not too short

Seulgi: Girl you’re single, you can wear short things now

Irene: That’s how you get a guy’s attention. They always tend to notice a girl in a tight short dress

You: I’m gonna go get some more to drink, you guys want anything?

Seulgi: I think we’re good for right now

I turn and begin to weave myself through the crowd and towards the bar. Just like the girls said I drew in almost every guy’s attention as I sat at the bar awaiting my drink. A few even offered to pay for my drink and offered to treat me to a good time later. One guy really stood out to me however, he didn’t hit on me like the rest. He was a complete gentleman and just wanted a conversation with me, to which we enjoyed as we drank. It wasn’t until the liquor hit me that I mustered up the courage to ask him for a dance. I smiled to myself as we made our way to the dance floor, swaying our bodies to the music as soon as we found a spot. Everything just seemed to melt away as we danced. Any thought of Yugyeom or feelings I had just seemed to melt away as I danced with this complete stranger. It wasn’t until his arm snaked around my waist that everything flooded back to me and I felt the sudden urge to cry. I couldn’t help but remember how Yugyeom held me close to him whenever we were together and always said that he would do anything to make me happy. Yet here I was drunk and trying to drown myself in the presence of a stranger, hoping that he’ll help me forget but he only helps remind me that Yugyeom is gone. 

Man: You want another drink?

You: Yes please

I don’t even notice him leave until I actually process the fact that he is no longer standing in front of me. That’s when I realize that I’m alone…. again. It’s when a presence is felt in front of me again that I look up but instead of being met with the strange man I am met with the same man who I can’t get out of my head.

You: Yugyeom?

Yugyeom: What are you doing here? And dressed like that, are you out of your mind?

I mindlessly watch as he takes off his jacket and attempts to wrap it around my waist before I process everything and shove his hands away.

You: I can dress however I want!

Yugyeom: So you can dress like a whore?!

You: If that’s how I want to dress then I can! We’re not together anymore Yugyeom, I can dress however and do whatever I feel like

Yugyeom: So that’s how you feel

You: Yeah, now if you’ll excuse me I’m waiting for someone

I watch as he shakes his head and slowly disappears into the crowd. As soon as he is out of sight I break down, the tears I had been holding in painted my face as I unraveled. It took a few moments before the man returned with our drinks and by that point I had cleaned myself up a bit and calmed down.

Man: You okay?

You: Yeah, I could just really use a drink

As soon as the drink was placed in my hand it was downed and I found myself heading back to the bar for a few more. Once again as I felt the liquor hit, I was numbed, the man’s touch wasn’t known to me. All I knew was that I was moving my body to the beat. After a while I found myself making my way to the bathroom. It wasn’t long after I had been in there that I heard the door locking and I turn to see Yugyeom standing by the door.

You: What are you doing in here? This is the girls’ bathroom

Yugyeom: Do you have any idea how bad it hurts me to see you dancing with another man? Watching as he touches you like I used to

You: Why would it hurt you? You’re the one who broke up with me remember

Yugyeom: I still love you, I didn’t have much choice

You: What do you mean you didn’t have a choice?

Yugyeom: My dad threatened to kick me out if I didn’t leave you. I made a huge mistake, and it kills me everyday

I had nothing to say. I tried to form any kind of words that might make sense, but nothing came. 

Yugyeom: Can you forgive me?

You: I don’t know

Yugyeom: I’ve been a wreck without you

I scoff.

You: That’s a funny joke

Yugyeom: I’m not joking

You: Well, I don’t believe a word that you’re saying right now. Even if it were true, you still chose something else over me. If you truly loved me, you would have chosen me, you knew that you always had a place to stay when you were with me

He stays silent and I chuckle.

You: Exactly

I push my way past him and head for the door, instantly feeling him gripping my arm.

Yugyeom: Please don’t leave, I can’t lose you 

You: You already lost me, now if you’ll excuse me I have somebody waiting for me

Yugyeom: You really think that he could replace me? Make you feel as good as I made you feel?

A smirk forms on his lips as his body moves to pin me against the door. His hands can be felt roaming down my body, leaving my skin burning with desire. His touch was toxic and addicting. I yearned for more, yet I still felt angry at him for what he had done. I battled with myself as I tried not to give in to my desires. His lips moved to my neck as he planted kiss after kiss, trailing down to my cleavage and back up. He had a way of driving me crazy with just his touch. As he moved in to press a kiss to my lips I turned away before his hand moved my face back towards his.

Yugyeom: Don’t fight it babe, I know you miss my touch and how good my c*ck can make you feel

I groan and eventually give in, letting his lips ravage my own. The music echoed throughout the bathroom as our bodies molded together, his clothed member pressing firmly against my womanhood. My hands moved to cup his bulge as I palmed him through his tight-fitting pants, listening as he groaned at my touch.

Yugyeom: God, I want you

You: Then take me

His hands instantly hooked my legs as he lifted me off the ground and carried me to the sink, placing me roughly down on the counter as he began undoing his pants. I watched steadily as he moved my underwear to the side and slid his member into my soaked cavern, slightly stretching me as he inched his way in. My hands instantly clutched the side of the counter as I tried to distract myself from the pain. Taking notice of my actions Yugyeom’s lips were pressed to mine as another opportunity to distract me from the pain. He gently began moving, taking his time as he let me adjust before I gave him a signal that I had. His movements sped up as he found a rhythm. Our moans echoed throughout the bathroom briefly before they were muffled by the change in music. His hands gripped the counter as he slammed himself in me over and over again, soon finding my sweet spot that left me arching my back. He took that as his chance to attack my neck, sucking at the bare skin presented before him. I could feel every inch of him, from the rock-hard c*ck that was buried within my cavern to the sweat that dripped down from his soaked hair. This was the feeling I had missed the most, the one time that I could truly feel him and not just in the sexual way. I could feel his heartbeat through his fingertips and could feel him tremble with each breath he took. My body tensed as the knot in my stomach grew, soon reaching its limit as I unraveled under Yugyeom. He kept a consistent pace and soon found himself unraveling, releasing his seed deep inside of me. Everything grew quiet between us as we pulled ourselves together. He gently helped me off the counter and back onto wobbly feet. 

Yugyeom: So, do you forgive me now?

[kpopimaginings]

“I can't reach it” - Yugyeom

A/N: Happy Yugyeom day to all :)

Yugyeom entered the kitchen to find you climbing onto the work surface. He couldn't help but chuckle as he watched your struggle.

"What are you doing?" he asked, amusement clear in his voice.

"Trying to make us dinner, but I need that pan and I can't reach it," you explained with a huff.

"You could always ask for help?" he suggested.

"You could not put things on the top shelf," you retorted.

"There wasn't any room lower down."

You remained stubborn, refusing to ask your boyfriend for help even though he was now in the room. When he noticed that you started to look unstable, however, he intervened anyway.

"Babe, please just get down before you fall," he said, placing his hands either side of your waist to steady you.

With a pout, you did as he asked. Smiling down at you now you were safely on solid ground, he placed a quick but sweet kiss to your lips before reaching up effortlessly and grabbing the pan in question for you.

"See, if you'd asked for help, you'd probably have finished by now," he teased.

You childishly poked you tongue out at him making him laugh.

"Do you want help with making the food?" he offered.

You nodded. "Want to start chopping?" you asked, gesturing towards the recipe as you continued to grab what you needed.

As you turned your back, you missed the fond look Yugeom sent your way, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched you before turning to the chopping board you had placed on the counter ready.

NAVIGATION  |  GOT7 MASTERLIST

[3raaaachachacha]

10:37 pm

Kim Yugyeom x female reader / 558 words / smut

Warnings: face fucking, cursing, degrading, oral male receiving, consensual filming, use of sex toys

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day twenty-seven of kinktober - kim yugyeom x face fucking

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"Lay on the bed for me baby, head over here," He instructed, hands tapping on the end of the bed. He watched you climb to your position in awe, completely bare for him, loving how easy it was for you to obey him. Smiling with satisfaction, he moved to grab your vibrator and placed it against your clit.

"Hold it there while I fuck your throat, baby," He smirked, while watching you lick your lips in prepartion before grabbing his phone to record this moment, with your permission, of course.

Yugyeom slid his hand up and down his already leaking cock before, angling the camera towards your face and placing it at your already awaiting lips, tongue on display for him. You swirled it around his tip, licking and pressing butterfly kisses to the head before he made a move. 

A small whimper escaped your lips and your eyes fluttered shut in delight, relaxing your jaw to allow Yugyeom to thrust his cock into your mouth. The fact that Yugyeom had your head hanging off the bed helped the angle of his cock to fit down your throat. He groaned in satisfaction, watching as his cock went deeper and deeper and he could see the outline down your throat.

"Fuck baby," He groaned, gripping at your head to keep you down, "Your always so good at this."

You moaned in acknowledgement, tapping at his wrist with your free hand to indicate you were okay and ready for more. Once Yugyeom got the signal, he placed one hand on your breasts and the other holding his phone tightly before he began to fuck into your throat.

The sound of your whimpers and gagging of his cock filled the room. The vibrations on your clit begin to become too much, causing your body to shake with an approaching orgasm. Yugyeom tilted the camera away from your face and angled it towards your core before moving forward and shoving two of his long fingers into you. It didn't take long for your high to approach and you pushed Yugyeom's cock back a little to grasp onto some air before he placed it back into your mouth.

He removed the vibrator from your senstive clit as he continued to fuck your throat. Hollowing your cheeks around him as best you could, sucking him diligently. Your whimpers and gags sounded out as his groans filled the room. Without warning, he spilled his warm seed down your throat for you to swallow.

"Shit, baby," He groaned breathlessly with eyes closed.

Groaning in pure delight, Yugyeom slowed his thrusts before pulling his cock out completely. Loving the way your saliva and his seed slowly began to drip from your mouth. He admired the view for a few minutes, giving the camera some quality screen time before turning it off and in the search for something to clean your face with. Although, once he began to move, you pulled him into a heated embrace.

Yugyeom instantly groaned at the taste of his seed, but pushed that feeling away when he felt your hand stroking his cock again. Smirking in satisfaction, Yugyeom pushed himself against the mattress, pulling you on top to straddle his waist.

"You know what to do," He said with a grin, hands placed firmly on your waist, "And don't make me wait, baby." 

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- Admin 🌶️ 

[kpopyourcherryy]

Make Me Forget - (M)

Genre; Smut

Length; 2,000+ words

Kink(s); Daddy kink, oral sex (receiving), slightly impact play

Another day, another thing to stress about.  School had become a prison for you- there was so much to get done yet so little time to do it all. It was mentally and physically exhausting. 

Stepping into the door of your dorm, your roommate, Amy, was there- sitting at the small dining table with your boyfriend.  “Babe?” You called out to him, confusion coating your voice as you set your bag down on the counter. “What are you doing here? I thought you were gonna come for another week or two?” 

As he stood, the tall man made his way over to you; shyly scratching the back of his head before finally throwing his arms around you. Looking down at you, his eyes meeting yours, “I wanted to surprise you, but when I got here Amy said you were still cramming in the library.” 

You rolled your eyes just thinking about studying, “Yeah-” You huffed, pouting for a moment as you thought about how much work you need to do; snuggling into his comforting embrace. “I’m so stressed out, Oppa..” 

Just as Yugyeom opened his mouth to speak, Amy chuckled, “Welp, looks like you two need your space.” She teased, gathering her stuff as she made her way to the front door. “Oh yeah, you better not have sex on my bed- I will burn it if you do you.” 

Instantly, the two of you broke into a fit of shy laughter as he waved goodbye, leaving not even a minute after.  “You heard her-” You playfully said, sighing as you broke free from his lovely hug. “Her beds off limits so you better not even try it.” 

Putting his hands up, he pursed his lips together as they curled up in a fiendish grin. “Ahh, y/n, what do you think of me?” He playfully replied, acting as if he didn’t fuck you on Jaebum’s bed the last time you visited him. “I would never do such a thing.”

You looked at him with a raised brow, “Yeah, sure you wouldn’t.” You retorted as you made your way over to the couch, plopping yourself down. “Because you’re just so innocent right?” 

Nodding, he snickered while making his way over to you, “Of course babygirl.” He cooed, taking a seat on the floor in front of you. His hands rested on your thighs as he peered up at you, “You must be so stressed out with school my love.” 

The moment he mentioned school, dread filled you as your professor’s assignments haunted you. “Why did you have to bring that up ya douche?” You pouted, slumping back into the couch. “It stresses me out just thinking about it.” 

“Oh, my poor little girl..” He cooed in reply, lightly grazing his fingertips along your inner thigh. “Have you been using the toy I got you?” He bluntly asked, lust slowly beginning to cloud him as he thought of the best way to help you unwind. 

Shyly, your cheeks flushed bright red as you shook your head, “No, Sir-” You sighed, nipping at your lower lip as his gentle touch awakened that flame in your core. “-I just haven’t been in the mood because of school.” 

“Hmm..” Yugyeom hummed, licking his lips as his eyes slowly moved from yours down your body to your flower. “Maybe I can help you relax a little..” He purred with a cocked brow; his hand slowly traveling further up your thigh. “Daddy can make you feel so good you’ll forget about everything that upsets you..”

You could feel that familiar swirl of need consume you as the wetness between your legs grew the more you listened to his heavenly suggestion.  “Make me forget, Daddy.” You sweetly purred. 

Your boyfriend wasted no time, the instant he heard your sweet mewl, he opened your legs. “Up..” He commanded, patting your outer thighs as he moved his hands up to hook his fingers around the waistband of your sweats. 

Biting your lower lip, you lifted your hips off the couch allowing him to pull down your bottoms with ease. He was immediately greeted with your pantiless lower half, cocking a brow as he glanced up at you he scoffed, “Really princess, no panties?” 

“I was in a hurry to get to class today, okay?” You giggled in response, watching as his starved gaze scaled down your curves then rested on your honey-sweet flower. The dampness between your legs seemed to turn into a full on waterfall as your body badly craved his mouth.

“Mhmm, you’re already so fucking wet for me aren’t you, babygirl?” He playfully mewled, lightly trailing airy kisses along your inner thigh while his other hand raked his fingernails along your sensitive skin; teasing your senses just a tad. 

A faint whimper flowed out of your parted lips as he lips inched closer to your needy core. “Uh huh..” You whined, pursed your lips together while his large hands harshly grasped your thighs; suddenly pulling you further down the couch.  The sudden manhandling had core sopping and your body yearning for more, “Oh fuck..” You muttered, hissing as his lips swiftly moved over to your other thigh; giving it the same affection all while teasing your wanting cunt. 

“What baby?” He airily chuckled against you, his warm breath causing goose bumps to cover you- your arousal slowly being near uncontrollable. “Do you like when Daddy’s rough?” He growled, yanking you closer to edge once more. “Or do you just really need Daddy’s mouth?” He peered up at you through his thick lashes, smugly grinning at your needy expression as his lips tantalized your core; ghosting his gorgeously plump lips over your slit. “Maybe it’s both..” 

Before you were able to respond in any form, Yugyeoms lips crashed down on your flower; kissing and sucking at your drenched labia.  “Fuck~ Mhmm..” He deeply hummed, his eyes rolling back as he relished your delectable taste. “Always so good.~” He purred as he stopped only for a second before his gifted tongue lapped up your dripping wetness. 

Your entire dorm filled with your loud, ecstasy filled moans; your body melting into the couch as his tongue whirled around your hardened pearl- sending shockwaves of pure please throughout your entire body.  “Holy- Holy fuck!” You airily exclaimed, your face contorted as your mouth hung open, allowing your lascivious sounds to cascade out. 

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any better, he reluctantly retracted his mouth from you; flipping you onto all fours. “Keep your cute ass nice and high for me okay baby?” He cooed, groping your cheeks the moment he placed himself behind you.  “God-” He hissed, viciously smacking your bum; making it jiggle as he proudly listened to your melodic pained yelp. “I fucking love your ass so much.” Smacking you in the same spot once more before biting the reddening area.

“Da- Daddy!” You yelped, whining as soon as you felt his teeth sink into the tender flesh, “Plea- Please..”

Roughly, Yugyeom massaged the afflicted area before giving it a harsh swat once again. “Please what baby?” He mocked- that sadistic side of him slowly oozing out as he listened to your pleading tone. “Hm? I thought you loved when Daddy’s rough with you?” 

You immediately whimpered, gripping the cushion of the couch as you took his painful slaps. “I- I do, Daddy, I do..” You shakily replied. 

“Well, then what you do want baby?” He teased, inching his unforgiving hand down from your bum to your wanting flower. 

Your hips automatically bucked backward in an attempt to feel his heavenly touch once more, “Daddy, pretty please..” You whined, hissing the second you felt his fingertips graze your slit. “I need you to touch me again please..” 

A playful chuckle escaped him as he knelt down behind you so that he was now in the perfect position to eat you out like the starved man he was. Leaning in just a bit closer, he found your clit with ease and gently tapped it with his finger tips. “Say what you said before baby-” He enticingly purred, “and I will... I wanna hear the desperation in your voice.” 

Soft whiney pouts escaped you as your cunt began to ache with sheer longing for some sort of relief.  “Daddy pl- please..” You whimpered.

Shaking his head, Yugyeom clicked his tongue; tsk- tsk- tsk. “Daddy please.. what kitten?” He cruelly bantered, giving you light warning taps on your bum. “What do you want, my little love?” 

“I- I need..” You faintly replied, moaning delicately as his other hand began to toy with your flower. “I need you to help me forget, please Yug.. Daddy, make me forget.” You sniffled, correcting yourself before you slipped up- his number one rule for playtime playing in your mind like a broken record. 

“Never refer to me by anything else but Daddy or Sir..” 

Yugyeom let out a devilish chuckle at how quickly you corrected yourself, “Smart girl..” He teased just as his fingers found your clit; rubbing it in damn near blissful circles as his mouth neared your drenching entrance; nipping at your thighs just before finally putting his gifted mouth back on you. 

“Ahh fuck..” You moaned, burying your face into the cushion as his tongue swirled around your entrance- licking up every bit of your sweetened nectar. 

He groaned against you as his tongue entered your tight hole, his skilled finger still rolling your sensitive bud while he relentlessly began to fuck your velvet. 

Your eyes practically rolled back into your skull, nothing but lewd whimpers and euphonic moans gushed from you as your body seemed to sink into the couch as that lovely, familiar rush of pure heaven barreled towards you. 

Yugyeom ate you like you were gonna be his last meal, his tongue fucked your hole for a while longer before replacing his fingers on your pearl with his muscle; sucking and flicking the hyper sensitive bead with frequent, mind blowing strikes.  His large hands keeping your legs spread wide for him as you attempted to shut them- his talented mouth proving to be a bit much for your overly delicate core. 

“Not uh..” He purred against you, stopping his wonderful attack for a quick moment. His heavy breaths intoxicating you further as they brushed against your heated flesh. “Daddy wants you to cum all over his face, kitten. Make Daddy a mess..” 

Before you could say anything, his experience mouth back on you in an instant. “Fu ..” You attempt to mewl, only to have your voice trail off as he slid two of his long digits inside you; curling them to flawlessly collide with your most sensitive spot with each thrust.  Your body, of course, automatically responded positively to his delectable movements; increasing that coil of bliss with each passing minute. 

Warmth covered you from head to toe as your climax slowly approached you, your cheeks and chest flushed as your mind began going blank; the only thing you found yourself thinking of was his sublime onslaught.  “I- I..” You hoarsely muttered, your words slightly muffled as you continued burying your face into the cushion; needy moans escaping you as you felt your walls clamp down around his fingers. 

You didn’t even need to finish telling him anything, he knew- he could feel you tighten as he brought you closer and closer to your edge.  Lifting his mouth off you, he groaned, “Cum for Daddy baby.. Make Daddy’s face a mess.”

Being so accustomed to his lewd commands, your body immediately obeyed; flinging you right into the heavenly abyss that was your orgasm.  Your body trembled as his mouth and fingers continued; forcing out every drop of your delicious essence. 

Slowly he steadied his quick speed, allowing to calmly ride out your high. “Mhmm, Daddy..” You whimpered as the warmth left your body; leaving you shaky and near numb while he slowly retracted himself from your lower half.  

Rising up from his spot behind you, he towered over you; flashing you a pleased grin as he looked down at your jaded form. Lightly tapping your bruising bum, he giggled at your faint whines as he moved over to where your face was.  “I hope you’re not done yet, my love..” He teased as he crouched down in front of you, showing off your cum still covering his plump lips and chin while tenderly caressing your cheek. “Daddy’s not finished helping you forget yet.~” 

[binniesthighs]

kinktober - 02

pairing: self insert, afab reader x kim yugyeom (got7) 

genre: smut!, 18+ 

word count: 2.1k 

a/n: hi hi cuties! thank you so much for your love on day one!! i’m happy that from it we were able to...learn things 😏 hehehe I’m super excited to write for an idol and a group that I haven’t before!! i picked the pairings for kinktober using a randomizer for the most part, so that’s where we’ll get some ~variety~ teehee 

[warnings under the cut!] 

warnings: nylon fetish, thigh fucking/thigh job, hands free orgasm,  cumshot <3 

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You had only liked them for one reason...well, maybe two. 

You weren’t sure where he had gotten, or what had crossed his mind to get them for you either, nor had he properly thought out that they could’ve been impossibly uncomfortable. 

Even against the skin of your fingertips the scratchy material already felt unbearable. The nylon itself felt too thin; it was poorly made in the first place, and he likely hadn’t spend much on them either. The selling point for the pair of nylon tights were the sparkles that webbed around them--literally--the black tights were wrapped in the design of shiny orange spiderwebs. 

“...Thank you?” You told your  boyfriend apprehensively, “I guess, thank you for thinking of me I should say...” 

Yugyeom looked all too excited, grinning and barely attached to his stool across from you. “I saw them and I thought that they looked perfect for you...for your legs...you know...”

Had he not looked so bashful in that moment, you would’ve felt more nervous. His gift to you said what his words couldn’t: of course he wanted to see you in them. Of course his eyes would rake over your whole form when you wore them. Yugyeom would drink up the way that they would hug every contour of bottom half, how tight they really were and how the could accentuate all of his favorite parts of you. He didn’t need to ask for it out loud at all. 

After knowing you so long, he could still sense your apprehension, immediately moving to scoop up your hands in his and rub into them with his thumbs. 

“You don’t have to though, I just thought...” He beams back at you, looking as proud as ever, probably secretly loving how shy you’ve become too. With his left hand, he caresses the peachy hairs of your cheek. “...I know that you’d look amazing in them. Just like you always do.” 

Your boyfriend plants a tentative kiss on your forehead which gives you a slight shiver. After knowing him for so long, he’d never do anything to push you. 

You hold the pair of nylon tights in your hands, squeezing the cardboard packaging in your palm. 

“What would I wear with them?” You whisper softly into his chest. You usual attire of sweats and other pairs of baggy jeans wouldn’t meet the task at all. 

Its as if he’s already thought about it when your boyfriend chuckles in response, “That big black shirt of yours?” It surprises you when he skims his hand down the curve of your back, leaning closer to suggest, “...and nothing else?” 

His words feel like a demand, but he’d never do any such thing. Its the weight of them that makes you feel heavy; its the prospect that he’d imagined this, that he’d planned it and wanted you just like that. 

“And the tights?” 

Yugyeom nods, returning to his bashful self, “You’d just look...irresistible.” His last word is said into his shoulder where he hides his cheek, embarrassed by the word. 

“Don’t hurt in trying...” You return with a new found confidence. 

The pieces start to all fit: his anticipation, the way in which he had planned it and itches to see you just like that. The mere thought of your boyfriend’s fantasy starts to manifest in your own head. Nothing feels more exciting than the notion that you do this all to him. Your eyes wander to his waist, down to the elastic of his grey sweatpants which would normally cling loose to him, but now...

You pretend not to notice the outline to allow the intrigue to swell even more. 

“Be right back then,” You promise. 

In the dark light of your bedroom, you take your time getting yourself ready, making sure that everything is in place. You shrug your bra off, throw the tee on and spray a few spritzes of that perfume that you know he can’t get enough of. You’re warm when you slide the tights over your legs, and they stretch just as they’re made to. The thin fabric makes minuscule holes where it meets its limit, and all around you the orange spiderweb design winks when it catches the dim light. They look cute, you decide, and you find a new reason to like them. 

The second reason you like them you consider, is the way that Yugyeom will stare when he sees you as if starved to see you as such. 

You wear no underwear underneath them--its a little uncomfortable, but the bare feeling of your pussy against them in unlike anything you’ve ever felt. Its a type of vulnerable feeling. The thin nylon and a small cotton pad is all that protects you from the air, and from touch. You gasp feeling how the fabric holds tight to your ass and tucks between your thighs. Even the carpet under your toes feels ultra-smooth. 

You glide around your room for a few moments, catching your reflection in the mirror only for a few moments. The shirt just passes below your ass, but is more comfortable than anything. There’s a reason he’s asked for the shirt in particular with it’s fuzzy touch and the way that you look cozier than anything it in. 

Sparkling orange spiders crawl up your thighs on the design where you hadn’t noticed them before. 

Yugyeom’s exactly where he was when you had left leaning against the kitchen island when you return. He pretends to be surprised by your entrance, but he’s anything but. 

He shoves his hands in his pockets, giving you the exact look that you expected, his eyes fleeting over your body with the same heat of flickering flames. He pops his cheek with a swipe of his tongue, then bites into his lip. 

“Damn.” Is all that he can say. 

“How do I look?” You give him a little twirl feeling cool from the obvious lack of layering. The action is a bit greedy in and of itself--you hope that he can smell your fragrance and come burying himself into you like he often does. 

“Come here.” 

You do as you’re told, moving slowly into the grasp of his large hands which settle onto your hips to pull you into a lazy and careful kiss. 

“I knew that you’d look amazing,” He brags into your lips. 

In return you praise him back, “You’re rarely wrong, aren’t you?” 

He hums gleefully into you, bringing your hips to his own where he grinds himself into you slowly. Yugyeom was always aware of what it did to you: when you could feel him just barely on your clit, when you could feel him close, but not close enough. A squeak breaks from your throat because of it, making you waver and fall to his arms. 

“You do it to me,” He swears, “I can’t handle you like this.” 

You’re already a heady mess when his fingers creep under the hem of your tee to grab at your hips to pull you even closer, feeling the way that you’ve warmed yourself from your arousal. You let him do as he wishes, finding yourself slipping into desiring anything; anything if it means that its him that does it to you. 

Your boyfriend cups your ass--an action which brings your clit even closer to his throbbing member barely kept by the confines of his pants, and your own sensitivity barely kept by the fabric of the nylon. 

“So pretty, so beautiful,” He chants into your ear. 

Its even a challenge to say his name once he begins to course his hands down your torso and between your legs, reaching his fingers to your heat where you’ve wet the black and orange spiderweb tights. You feel even more bare in the tights alone, even more sensitive too. 

In your impatience, you hook your hands under your boyfriend’s waistband finding it cruel for him to be so clothed when you are not. 

“Just a second,” He tuts, then takes you by the hand to your coach perfectly sized for just the two of you. 

Yugyeom lays you down, pulling off the rest of his own clothes, removing your tee last to print kisses into your breasts with intent, bowing to reach your buds and press more kisses and gentle sucks to your buds. He pulls at them, forcing a moan from your chest that can only be steadied by your hands combing through his dark and long trellises. 

You’d never seen his cock as excited as it was now: pearly with pre-cum, almost red with want. Seeing you in the nylons has the young man utter lost, utterly yours, you realize.

“Sit down.” You command him, already thrilled with the way that he bends to your orders. He does so with hands magnetized to your ass once more. His chest has flushed and quakes with his shaking breaths. Your boyfriends almost pants like a dog seeing you like this. 

After, you settle into his lap, wiggling your hips and rolling them just over him while not letting him feel the pleasure of your weight. 

“Like-like this?” He gasps with awe from the view behind. His idle hands find your clit and rubs it in circles which makes you falter, but you’re not going to give him the upper hand. 

“Like this,” You correct him, spreading your legs apart to make space for his dick to slide between them. You spit into your hand, lathering his hardened length. Your own entrance has slicked your legs, dripping much more than you had thought possible. The nylons are soiled from the mixture of liquids, but the friction of it all doesn’t hurt you nor him at all. 

You squeeze your legs together, carefully, yet still tightly enough to hold your boyfriend’s dick firmly. He groans out with teeth clenched at the sensation, not even knowing what to do with his hands and casting his head back against the sofa. 

“S-shit...” He swears. 

Just like you always do, you roll your hips back and forth as you’ve done countless times before riding him until you can’t stand, but this time using your legs to fuck his length. You’re slow and purposeful, then find balance by holding to his legs to support your weight. 

Yugyeom chuckles incredulous, “H-How did you know...?” 

Between your own tiny grunts, you chuckle back, “It was written all over your face, baby.” 

At least he settles his arms around the back of the sofa, craning his head down into your back with each choked breath that he takes while you fuck him, pumping his cock between your legs and ruining the nylons even more. every once and a while he’ll reach around to fondle with your breasts, although it never lasts for long until he falls back into the feeling. 

Your own core bubbles with an orgasm teased by the sensation of your clit brushed against his shaft making you falter. Selfishly you crave and orgasm of your own, but not after he’s had his first. 

After long your whole body feels sticky with sweat and your legs begin to shake from your position. However, the longer that you continue, the shallower your boyfriend’s breaths become, the huskier his voice becomes as to the severity of his curses. You loose yourself in the rhythm: up and down, back, forward, circle shapes oval shapes. Harder, softer, you squeeze and you’ve almost reached your own orgasm. 

Hastily, Yugyeom’s grasp finds you once more. “G-Gonna...” 

“--Cum for me,” You beg of him, “Cum all over my legs and yours, cum on these cheap fucking tights you bought to fuck me in.” 

The harshness of your words sends him over the edge, whining and groaning out with an air foreign and all to unbelievable to you. His pink tip erupts with his cum, splattering and spilling over your legs and painting the the black fabric white. The sight sends you over your own edge, your clit throbbing over his dick and tight between your legs which squeeze at the sensitivity. 

Cum mixes between both of your lower-halves, then drips onto the sofa--although you barely notice. You fall flush to his back, out of breath and nearly collapsing from the exhaustion that plagues your body. As you fall back, your boyfriend holds you without a second thought. Your seating bodies become one, both of you bewildered over the skill with which you had surprised even you. 

No matter how hot and uncomfortable you’ve become from the wet tights, you still crave to be close to your lover. 

“Maybe you should buy me cheap tights more often,” You joke. 

Yugyeom nods, pulling you back for a kiss. 

“You got one thing wrong though,” He tsks, suddenly pulling you back to your position laying on the couch. In one movement he takes hold of the tights, ripping them open between your legs and exposing your glistening pussy to the air. “I did get them to fuck you in them, but like this.” 

~🌹~

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The Bad Boy: Im Jaebeom

It was the senior prank day and that usually meant chaos! Last year some students toilet papered the school oak tree! God knows what was gonna happen this year! The pranks got more extravagant as the years passed! You walked into school a little weary of what you’d find! You held your binder close to you ready to bat away anything that might be about to splatter, explode or spray in your direction. You didn’t wanna take any chances and stayed away from the most crowded places in the school. To your confusion, the day passed pretty normally although every time you turned a corner you thought a bucket would land on your head. You checked your phone to make sure that the date was right. It was. So where were the pranks? Where was the screaming, running and laughing? You were slightly disappointed at this year’s turnout. You didn’t have to be for long. You were walking down the corridor of the beauty studies block, when someone grabbed you by the hand and pulled you into the nearest empty classroom! You closed your eyes in terrified anticipation!

“Why are you closing your eyes?” Asked a voice laced with laughter. You peeked through your eyelashes and saw… oh nooo. Jaebeom, panting in front of you. His three piercings sparkling as they dangled from his ears. Get a run in with him and you were either in trouble with him or because of him and he didn’t care about either. You definitely didn’t want to get in trouble because of him and you didn’t much like the idea of being stuck in summer detention WITH him either. “I thought…you would throw something at me…cos, you know, Prank day.” You said meekly still flinching against the wall.

He bent down so you were at eye level. “Really now,” he said coyly “And what did you think I would throw?”

“I don’t know,” You said shakily “Eggs?”

“Did you really think I would be that sloppy?” He asked you through breathless chuckles, “Eggs? Really?! This isn’t 1985.” You felt a little stung.

“Well, you didn’t. That’s the main thing.” You said as you straightened up. You eyed the door, thinking of any excuse to put 1000 kilometres between you two. It wasn’t worth your college application to stay near him. “Listen,” you said quickly.

“This has been great and all but- “

“Today’s your lucky day Y/N! You’re gonna be my accomplice!” said Jaebeom smirking.

 “I have managed to get through today without getting pelted, attacked drenched or jumpscared. I’m not gonna stop that streak.” You said backing away.

“And I’m not getting caught and put in detention on Senior Prank Day either, at least, not alone,” said Jaebeom. “So, either you help me keep my streak or lose your squeaky clean rep. Your choice.” He folded his arms his arms, smirking, and waited for your response. You hung your head.

He chuckled and then, and then turning around in front of you said, “How do I look?”

You glanced at him quickly, “That’s a dumb question, you know you always look…” then you actually took a good look at him and was surprised to see that he was…well…scruffy! It was like he had been rolling around in a barn; feathers and bits of straw were hanging from his hair and clothes.

 “Well, I have to say you don’t look as good as you usually do.”

“You think I look good?” said Jaebeom smirking triumphantly at the annoyance on your face.

“You know that’s not what I me- “

 “I ran into a little chicken trouble.” He said cutting you off your excuse.

“Chicken trouble?” You began to ask curiously, then shaking your head said quickly “Actually don’t tell me. The less I know the better.”

“So, are you gonna help me or not?”

“I haven’t got a choice, have I?” You sighed defeated, “What do you want me to do?”

“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Help clean me up?”

“I don’t carry that sort of stuff with me.” You said holding out your hands to indicate they were empty.

“Look around you” he said “We’re in the beauty block.”

“Yeah, but all the beauty supplies are locked up af-“ you never got to finish your sentence. Jaebeom had found a hair pin picked the lock of the supply closet and was taking out spray, a hair dryer, some product and a comb.

 “Now can you clean me up?”

Sighing, you began to brush his head roughly with your hand; trying to finish your task as soon as possible.

“Jeez! Why are you being so heavy handed?” winced Jaebeom, shielding his head from any more of your swipes.

“Cry-baby.” You muttered under your breath, but you took the straw and feathers out of his hair gentler, making sure not to miss a single strand. When it was all out of his hair, you took the comb, slicked his hair back and sprayed it so it would stay in place. “All done! Now can I leave?!” you said impatiently. Without saying a word to you he stuck his head around the door.

“Not just yet” he said, looking over your shoulder. “Miss F is walking down the hall.”

“That’s not my problem!” you said defiantly  You turned to leave but he suddenly spun you around and held you close, his hands on your hips and your noses almost touching.  You went to push him away, but he held firm staring in your eyes with an intensity you had never seen before, he said slowly and quietly  “Just look this way.” You heard the door open.

“Honestly, Jaebeom? Here?” Said the teacher. She gestured towards where you both stood.

“Well, what can I do Miss?” Said Jaebeom with a smirk “We needed somewhere more…private for our date! People were running around everywhere!” You turned red and resisted the urge to gag. If you got in trouble because of him…

 “I really didn’t need to know” Said Miss F, “You wouldn’t have anything to do with 12 chickens would you?” You choked! So THAT explains the chicken trouble.

“Nothing Miss.” Said Jaebeom innocently.  She eyed him suspiciously, of course she wouldn’t believe a word he said, he was IM JAEBEOM!

“So, what’s all THAT on the floor?” she asked looking at the mess of straw and feathers from Jaebeom’s hair. He opened his mouth to speak but you jumped in quickly,

“That was me, Miss!! You told me to work on my texturing in art class so I decided to use feathers, sorry for the confusion.” and you hastily bent to pick them up. It didn’t sound believable to you at all but you hoped and prayed to all the gods that she would fall for it; and anyway, you weren’t lying, she HAD asked you to work on your texturing in art class.

“I see…” the teacher said quietly. It seemed to you that she was deciding whether to believe this lie, “Well, whatever the case get out of the classroom you know  they’re out of bounds at lunchtime.” And with that she left the room.

“Happy chicken hunting Miss!” called Jaebeom after her. When you were sure she had gone you stood up and stared incredulously at him,

 “I swear to God Jaebeom! You let loose twelve chickens in the school?!”

Jaebeom chuckled “Nope, I let loose 11.”

“So why- “

“We tagged them, but we purposely missed out number eleven and wrote twelve instead! They’ll be looking for that twelfth chicken for hours!” Then he considered you “You’re a good sport you know.” He said, looking over you. “I like your quick thinking!”

“I didn’t have a choice!” you said exasperated.

“Be honest with yourself. You like the thrill.”

“Not a bit.” You replied adamantly.

“We’ll see…” he said tentatively. He winked and left the room. UGH! Jaebeom! At least you didn’t get caught.

“Chickens, that really did top last year’s oak tree situation…” You muttered to yourself, “Clever of them to mis-tag the chickens!” You laughed quietly at how Senior Prank day had gone. Definitely not how you had expected. At that moment your phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number

“Told you 😉-JB.”