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essentiallyleaf · 1 year ago

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day 01. titfucking. with. yel.

1709 words.

tags.

kinktober ‘23, idol x male reader, college classmates, subby(?) reader, cutie not-really-dom-but-not-really-sub-either yel, i know that doesn’t mean anything but that’s kinda how it is, public, handjob, blowjob, some spit, fondling, self-fondling i guess, masturbation, titjob, titfucking (are they the same thing?), actually it’s probably just softie dom yel, idk how to do this, barely edited, it wasn’t supposed to be this long.

notes.

i accidentally opened a google doc and this is what happened. if you read this, i love you and i’m sorry, and if you don’t, i also love you and you might be dodging a bad-writing bullet, so congrats, reader. or, non-reader, i guess. lovingly, leaf.

You need to get your shit together. The first day of college was always going to be hard, but the combination of you waking up half an hour late, of your ancient, rectangular-spectacled professor blabbering for an hour, no, an hour and sixteen minutes, about derivatives and limits, and your ponytailed deskmate’s disproportionate tits almost popping out of her tight white t-shirt, begging for your attention, well, that made it incredibly harder.

So as soon as the lecture ends, you take your tired, bored and horny ass off the chair and go to the restroom to try to freshen up.

“Do you like them?” A voice pops out of one of the stalls behind you, making you jump on the spot. You see her face in the mirror, it’s the pair- or, the girl who was sitting next to you in class.

“Sorry?” You turn around, startled and confused.

“Do you like my boobs? You've been looking at them for the whole class, do you like them that much?” She asks again calmly, on her face the same bright smile she had when she entered the classroom. Guess her rack wasn’t the first thing you noticed about her. Probably the second though.

“I’m so- I wasn’t look- I’m sorry.” You can’t hold eye contact for more than like, a second and a half straight.

“You didn’t answer” She tilts her head to the side and crosses her arms, pushing her breasts together even more.

“I- Did the professor ask me anything? Sorry, I’m still half asleep from-”

“My question. Do you like my tits, pretty boy~?”

Wasn’t that a rhetorical question? Besides, how did she get in the men’s room? Before you, nonetheless. She even hid in a stall, like a ninja, hiding in the trees before jumping on her prey. Is this part of a conspiracy, an ambush orchestrated towards you? And why is your dick getting hard at her calling you pretty?

“Answer honestly. I won’t get mad” She really looks like she won’t. She has the smile of a person who’d never hurt a fly. Her head swings lightly from left to right and back, making her ponytail dangle with it.

“I- Yes” You look away awkwardly and try to fix your pants so your hard-on doesn’t show.

Then, like she’s not in the middle of a public bathroom of a public university, or maybe like she knows that she is, and finds the whole thing that much more intriguing, she goes:

“Hehe~ Wanna see them?” What the fuck?

“Yes.” You don’t even say that. The word just leaves your mouth of its own accord. And while you’re wondering how it did, she’s already taking her t-shirt off and reaching behind her back for the clasp of her bra.

Click.

She takes two steps towards you while removing the straps from her shoulders, now only holding her cups with her palms, still smiling like this is a game, and she’s winning by a landslide, playing with you at this point. And now you can’t look away.

She slowly lowers her hands and lets her bra fall to the floor, revealing a pair of magnificent, big, round breasts. You’re now fully erect and don’t give a shit about hiding it.

She lets you stare for a couple seconds, then attacks your lips while holding your head. Your tongues meet and wrestle for a while, your hands still awkwardly holding the sink behind you.

“You can touch, you know~” Your hands grip her wide hips tight, then move up her back while you’re still kissing her and reach to the front, finding her soft boobs. You fondle them with both hands, your thumbs playing with her nipples. She moans softly.

One of her hands leaves your cheek and darts down towards your shaft, stroking up and down through your pants and making you growl in her mouth.

Then she detaches from your body in a flash, like she just had an epiphany, and heads towards the stall she came from.

“Come here, I think you’ll like this” She’s not asking this time, so you don’t answer. You simply smile back, follow her in and let her take the lead.

The girl gets on her knees and starts unbuckling your pants, her stare not leaving your eyes. She pulls your pants and boxers together down to your ankles, your cock plopping down right in front of her face. She looks at it with hunger, licking her lips, while she starts stroking it. She knows you don’t need her to, you’re already fully erect, she’s just playing with it for her own pleasure, and you’re ok with that.

“You’ll need some of this, hehe~” she says as she spits on your dick, spreading her saliva around with both hands now. She then does the same on your balls, and just to keep you busy in the meantime, she wraps her lips around your rod, slowly inserting more and more of it into her mouth.

“Fuck!” You know you’re still in a public bathroom, but her mouth is too good to care about that.

She takes more than two thirds of your cock, you almost touch the back of her throat before she retreats, drooling a little.

“Hehe~ You having fun, pretty boy?” You shudder slightly at the pet name. “Don’t cum so soon though, this is not even the best part~”

She spits again, this time on both of her hands, then begins fondling and massaging her own boobs. She’s staring at you when she starts, but she slowly gets more and more immersed into her own massage and closes her eyes halfway through, high-pitched whimpers occasionally leaving her mouth as she flicks her nipples. She licks her lips, like she’s longing, waiting for something, so you instinctively reach towards them with your finger, which she accepts into her mouth. She coats it with saliva and licks all around it, even bobbing her head on it a little, still smearing saliva onto her breasts. Your dick is hanging there untouched and you just stare at her pleasured state in awe. After what felt like almost a minute she breaks out of her trance.

“Oops! Sorry, I got a little too into it, I do that sometimes” she shyly remarks. You give a doting smile.

Then she immediately wraps her tits around your shaft and starts bobbing them up and down in a frantic rhythm, causing you to seek support on the wall behind you from the sudden pleasure.

“Hehe~ I knew you’d like this, you’re so cute”

This girl will be the death of you. You know that when she casually throws compliments at you, you know that when she puts that giddy smile on, but more importantly you know that when she does all of that while squeezing your dick between her boobs and bouncing on it.

As your hand reaches for her now slightly messier ponytail, she lowers and opens her mouth, letting her tongue out. With each thrust your tip now meets her soft, wet tongue, adding more stimulation to your shaft. She even gives it a little lick once in a while, and now you’re silencing your moans. You feel your orgasm building, so you take things into your own hands.

“Fuck, wait a second”

The girl only mouths a cute “Okay~”, simultaneously taken aback and amused at how you take the lead. You grab and place her back against the wall, then reach for her tits. She’s still on her knees, but she’s quite tall, so you only need to bend your knees slightly for your dick to be right in front of her breasts. You then place your shaft between her mounds and press them together before you start thrusting up slowly.

She can now keep her eyes on yours as you gradually pick up the pace. Both of her hands are free, but you only feel one wrap around the back of your thigh, both slowly stroking it and slightly supporting you. She reaches up towards your butt, helping your hips’ motion and now almost guiding your rhythm as you speed up and feel yourself getting closer. As you thrust between her breasts, you start squeezing them like stress balls, and at this point there’s nothing other than you, her boobs, and your impending orgasm. So when she starts fondling your balls from behind, the moment the pace of your thrusts reaches its peak, you know that’s the last bit of stimulation you needed.

“I’m about to cum. Where do you want it?”

She doesn’t even speak, just takes your dick and wraps her lips around it, licking all around it while spurts of white hit the back of her throat again, again and again, as you feel her mouth vibrate on you like she’s moaning on your girth. She keeps up the tongue work while bobbing her head up and down slightly, and as you release the last few drops, you’re just spent.

It takes a minute with your back against the wall for you to even be able to say anything.

“Are you okay?” She nods cutely and you notice she seems to be storing something in her cheeks. She opens wide and shows you the pool of your cum still in her mouth, not a drop wasted, then swallows it in one go. You stare at her mouth agape, she just chuckles.

Then you realize. “Shit, you didn’t- Do I need to-”

“Don’t worry, I got my share” she says while taking her still wet and sticky right hand out of her panties, then licks her fingers clean. “Yummy~” You bet. You’d love to have a taste, next time. “Thanks for offering though, you’re so cute~”

This girl will be the death of you.

The two of you put your clothes back on and wash up, trying to look as presentable as possible. When she’s ready, she turns towards you.

“My name is Yel, by the way, nice to meet you!” She extends her arm for a handshake like it’s the most normal thing to do after giving a titjob in a public bathroom. And in the awkwardness of the situation, you find that endearing.

“See you at class tomorrow?”

footnotes.

so, i'm trying this kinktober thing. i don’t know how many days i will write, maybe 31, maybe 10 , maybe even just this one, but i’ll try. some of them will be shorter, some longer, some softer, some kinkier, most of them probably very sucky. for now, just thank you for reading. have a kith and a good day <3. hopefully, leaf.

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mechaknight-98 · 5 months ago

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Giving Blood (NSFW) FT Yel

Author’s note: Well it took me a while but here she is my most requested idol. There is no smut in this chapter, just two dorks meeting for the first time.

Riku sat alone in his home after Eunha left, the echoes of their conversation lingering in the air. He repeatedly opened and closed his fist, feeling the muscle tension with each movement. A dull drumming pounded through his skull, the rhythmic thud matching the beat of his heavy heart. He tried to meditate, drawing upon the breathing techniques the Vanguard had taught him, but neither brought him any solace. He needed something faster-paced to keep up with his turbulent emotions.

As he donned his armor, preparing for some late-night Gambit, a specific weapon called to him. The Tarrabah, with its fierce energy, seemed to resonate with his current state of mind. He went into his vault and retrieved the ravenous beast.

Like a bear starved, Riku tore through his opponents. Each encounter was a blur of motion and fury, his actions driven by an inner tempest. During his last match of Trials, he pushed for the win without firing a single bullet, relying solely on his fists and raw power.

After the final game, his communicator beeped with an incoming call from Zavala. "Guardian, we have discovered something on Nessus that needs your attention," Zavala's voice was calm but urgent.

Riku held his breath before exhaling deeply. His fist clenched tightly around The Tarrabah. He needed a distraction, something to channel his restless energy. Finishing his Exile armor set, he headed to his ship, his mind already shifting focus to the mission ahead.

As the ship ascended through the atmosphere, leaving Earth behind, Riku monitored the gauges and tools with a practiced eye. His Ghost, Sashimi, hovered nearby, her light flickering with concern.

"Riku, are you okay?" Sashimi's voice was soft, filled with worry.

Riku's response was a simple, "No."

Sashimi's light dimmed slightly, reflecting her uncertainty. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked tentatively.

Riku shook his head, his eyes fixed on the stars ahead.

Unsure how to process Riku's response, Sashimi hovered in silence, her presence a quiet support. The ship's engines hummed steadily, a constant backdrop to the storm of emotions swirling within Riku. He clicked his tongue against his bottom lip, the small, repetitive motion a grounding mechanism amid his chaos. As Nessus came into view he was joined by Rei and Delindrin.

"Hello Crasilior," he said smugly. Riku stopped for a moment, turned to him, clenched his fist then unclenched it before moving on silently. Sashimi and Delindrin's ghost Arrow watched with a bated glint. The trio investigated the anomaly on Nessus in relative silence.

afterward, the Trio flew to the helm to report their findings. When the trio arrived at the HELM to report to Saint-14 and Osiris, Riku remained silent. Delindrin and Rei, the Awoken warlock, attempted to prompt the Titan to speak, but he remained tight-lipped. After the report, Sashimi, his Ghost, had enough.

“Riku, what’s wrong?” she demanded, her voice tinged with frustration. Sashimi, much like her Guardian, was exceptionally stubborn, and his continued silence was unacceptable.

Delindrin, not grasping the gravity of the situation, smirked. “What kind of name is Riku? Is that supposed to be your name, Crasilior?” Riku took a shallow breath before grabbing Delindrin suddenly by the collar, slamming him into the ground with a force that dented the floor. Rei quickly reacted with a penumbral blast, trying to “cool him off,” but the effect was nullified by the Path of the Burning Steps armor he wore. Breaking free from the stasis, Riku glanced at Osiris and Saint-14. “I’ll be back later,” he muttered before storming out.

Back at his home, Riku changed and showered, trying to calm the storm within. Sashimi floated nearby, glaring at him. As Riku struggled to steady his racing heart, the memories of the past few days piled onto the bonfire raging inside him. Instead of succumbing to his turmoil, he decided to visit his friend Miso’s shop. Hopping onto his Sparrow, he rode through the city, feeling the cool night air slowly temper his inner heat. Upon arrival, Miso-1 greeted him warmly. “Ah, Crash, good to see you. Here for your usual?”

Riku nodded, managing a weak smile. “One of those days, huh? Well, you’re in luck—I’ve got my new soda in stock.” Riku sat down, the familiar environment slowly easing his tension. “How’s Ning?” he asked after a while.

“Oh, you know, still fighting the good fight with her rotating fire team of Aeri, Yu, and Minjeong. Heard from Rei you almost killed Delindrin today,” Miso said, half-joking.

Riku shifted uncomfortably. “Just processing everything. It's been a whirlwind the past week, and I'm picking up the pieces.”

Miso nodded, understanding. “I figured. Entering the Pale Heart, defeating a facet of the Witness, then sneaking onto the Monolith before facing him again—it was pretty bleak at times. I’m barely holding on to myself, but Yizuo’s been helping me stay together.”

Miso’s words were comforting, but he probed deeper. “But I’m surprised the ‘lone wall that evil breaks on’ is tougher than that. So, what’s eating at you?”

“Eunha told me she had feelings for me but couldn’t be with me because I was too ‘safe.’ At least, that’s how I perceived it. Her words were confusing. Is that about right, Shimi?”

Sashimi appeared, replaying the conversation for Miso-1 before nodding.

“That seems like an appropriate assessment.”

Miso laughed softly, but before he could respond, the door opened. In walked a statuesque woman, her steps hesitant, eyes darting around the almost empty restaurant. Riku noticed her and watched her move awkwardly.

“Oi, you gorgeous! Come over here; you reek of New Light,” he called out. The Guardian looked at Riku, initially scared, but his confidence and smile reassured her. She approached and sat next to the Awoken.

“Sorry for my Titan’s manners. His name is Crash, and mine is Miso-1. Nice to meet you.”

“Eunha finally gave me a real name—Riku. But yeah, you can call me Riku or Crash,” he said, turning to the newcomer with a smile.

She beamed. “My name is Shinyoung, but call me Yel. I am a Warlock.” Her voice was tinged with anxiety.

Riku’s expression softened. He gestured to Miso, who brought another bowl. Pouring half of his meal into it, he handed it to Yel. “Sit with us,” he offered. She took a set next to him and noticed his ghost floating at the edge. its movements seemed pensive as if desperate to say something

“So Mrs Yel how did you find my shop?” Miso asks intrigued.

“Oh um, a hunter by the name of Eunha told me I could get help here. I wanted to learn how to be a better guardian,” Yel said timidly. Miso turned to his friend and smiled. Riku groaned and shook his head.

“Come Crash on you are the best new light teacher. Half of us wouldn't be as far as we are without you. No one can translate power at every level to make a guardian shine like you.”

Yel watched with a happy smile, as the other two guardians went back and forth. While they talked she noticed Riku/Crash’s body language was open and free but his movements seemed guarded and very deliberate in their displays. She watched until Crash said “Fine,” and turned to her. Yel put on a smile that twitched nervously at the corners. Riku’s heart softened more towards her. So first step as a guardian is to determine a reachable goal. Otherwise, you'll get overwhelmed and burn out. So what is going to be your first goal.”

Yel thought for a moment then said, “I want to build a great daybreak build,” Crash turned with open hands towards Miso but Miso shook his head. Crash groans and then turns to Yel

“Okay but we do this my way,” he says coldly

Early the next day Riku is heading toward Yel’s place for some reason his heart races with excitement. Before arriving Sashimi notices his vitals and says, “You have a crush on The New Light,” her tone is teasing but well-meaning. Riku looks at his ghost,

“No, I… Uh… shut up.” Riku stammered

“Why are you being Bashful? It's a natural response. By all records, she is a stunning individual,” Sashimi said. Riku glared at his ghost as they neared her home it was a small apartment in the last city. The same one they funnel most new lights into for the first year or so. As the guardian and ghost went looking for her door Yel Saw them and busted out in full Combat armor minus the helmet. Crash laughed seeing her kitted out in blue armor while he was in his civilian clothes, with his armor neatly packed into his duffle bag.

Yel looked at Riku confused. “Wait Why aren't you dressed?” she asked as her head tilted to the right.

“Because we don't know what the first activity we are going to do will be so I didn't want to get in my armor before I needed to. Ya know mine is much heavier and all.” Yell made the mistake of rolling her eyes.

“Oh really you don't believe me here hold this,” Riku said as he handed his hazardous propulsion to Yel. When he let go of it quickly made its heft known as it took her both arms and all of her strength not to drop it.

“Why is it so heavy?” Yel asked strained before Riku took it off her hands.

“I mean with a name like heavy armor what did you expect?” Riku teased. Yel scowled before laughing. Riku was already laughing as he said, “The first rule of being a guardian is knowing when to laugh. Times will get tough and keeping your internal morale up will stop you from getting discouraged.

“Okay, you got me there. So what's the plan then.”

“Well, that depends on you. Do you want me to watch you and your style or do you want me to work with you?”

Yel decided to have Riku watch her first. She did 3 rounds of crucible and 3 rounds of Gambit. Riku watched everything. Yel’s overall style was elegant and aggressive like watching a female tiger stalk its prey and pounce, with ferocity that was equal parts mesmerizing and terrifying. She lacked restraint on her abilities though. She spammed them as much as she could which Riku noticed as a space for improvement, along with peripheral awareness and sliding, but other than that she was mostly a natural fighter. She moved with the grace of a trained dancer as well.

After that, she wanted to do some armor updates (she now has a full set of legendary armor) and decrypt her exotic engrams. While she was decrypting Crash gathered some snacks and drinks before getting his armor mod tools to help her. While he was gone Yel felt a weird feeling in her stomach. Her ghost appeared noticing the change in her vitals

“Your vitals show that you are agitated what is it Yel?”

“Uh I just want Crash back here, but I don't know why?” she said as she twirled her hair.

“You are comfortable with him,” her ghost noted.

“Is there a problem with that?” she said to her ghost. She felt a weird pang of aggression that she couldn't place.

“No just curious. You two seem very similar at first glance,” her ghost responded.

Yel turned to her ghost, “Really?” she asked.

“I read up on his files and it seems he is quite the competent guardian, something I think you'll grow into as well. The major similarities lie mainly in both of your approaches to combat. His style seems to be very much about over-the-top speed and ferocity whereas yours is more elegant." Her ghost said, but before he could say much else Riku came back with snacks and drinks. He handed Yel hers.

Yel smiled as she received hers, "Thanks Crash, or should I say Riku?" she said excitedly

Riku smiled back with a small glint in his eye, "Honestly Either is fine since they are essentially interchangeable."

Yel laughed before responding, "Oh okay then I'll probably switch between them then."

Riku shrugged as he said, "Works for me. Oh look your first exotic is ready."

Yel beamed as she walked over to the Cryptarch.

"Okay let's see the roll," Riku said as he handed Yel her Wings of the Sacred Dawn. Riku noticed a smirk from Cryptarch as he did so. Riku looked over yell as she read the stats and almost passed out.

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 11 months ago

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Just some recent material I collected

So, while I work at my next reaction (SNSD in the area), I'm here to share some nice GIFs and pics that I collected in last months

It's just awesome when girls exist, am I right?

First of all, we have Somi that in her practice for her MAMA stage decided to bless us with some booba🥰

Then a quick compilation: Hwiseo of H1-KEY looking a bit too good in that black dress, Jeewon of Cignature just flexing her boobs as usual and Nayeon, serving legs🤭

To follow the hottest rookie group in the industry, Kiss of Life, shows us that they're the full package: beautiful, talented and with a body to die for. Natty and Julie, take me no-😵‍💫

And to end...another compilation, because why not? Yuna destroying hip pad allegations once for all: hips, abs and everything is natural.

Miyeon poses in the perfect way to show off her booty and her legs at the same time, looking a goddess in the meanwhile.

And last but not least, Ning proving once again that's she's part of the maknae sexy line. The white outfit is perfectly embracing her curves and that's such a joy for our eyes👀

Zazá

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coldfanbou · 2 months ago

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Delinquent

Yel's being a little troublesome in this story.

Length 2K

Yel X Mreader

Troublesome, that’s what she was. You walked the school halls, ensuring no one was out of class. Looking out from the second floor, you spot her in her usual spot and sigh. You turn around and head down the stairs, shaking your head as you try to think of what you’ll tell her this time. You open the door and walk through to the outside, “Hey, you know you’re supposed to be in class.” You’ve given up on disciplining her; Yel would be the same woman no matter what you did, and you felt that weight on your shoulders.

“Yeah, and I’m not,” Yel said, leaning back against the wall, the wind blowing her dirty blonde hair. “What are you going to do about it?” She smirked, annoying you as she waved you off with one hand. You took a deep breath and sighed. “You’re not going to get me in trouble, Mr. Hall monitor, are you?” Yel asks in a cutesy voice, mocking you. You could feel the tension rising.

With a sense of frustration, you took Yel’s hand and pulled her to her feet. “You’re coming with me,” you declared, leading her through the halls, fully aware of the consequences that awaited her at the principal’s office.

“Hey!” Yel's confident facade crumbles, revealing a hint of fear in her voice. Her shout draws the attention of a few teachers who peer out of their classrooms. Feeling the weight of their gazes, you release Yel’s hands. She pouts, “You didn’t have to be so rough.”

“Just come with me,” You tell, motioning for her to walk ahead of you. “I try so hard to get you to go to class, but you just don’t.”

“Class is boring; I’d rather be outside and go shopping.” Yel's voice carried a clear tone of boredom and longing for freedom.

You roll your eyes, “Yeah, I know you’d rather be doing that. You’ve told me a million times.”

“This is such a hassle. Just let me go,” Yel groaned, casting a bored look over her shoulder. The two of you turned the corner and headed to the principal’s office, a single room at the very end of the hall. “What if I promised to do something for you?” Yel asked as she stopped in her tracks and turned around. Much to your annoyance, Yel tried to worm her way out of trouble again.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, anything.”

“Go back to class then.”

Yel’s face drops, “fine, I’ll go to class.” She adjusts her bag and rushes past you, an annoyed look on her face as she makes her way to class. Yel stays in class the rest of the day, annoyed that you would force her to be somewhere she didn’t want to be. She looked out the window, rebelling and choosing not to pay attention or do any work. She was angry and frustrated by the end of the day; she came home, throwing her bag on the floor and staring daggers at you. “Did you really have to make me go to class?”

“It’s for your own good; you need to actually learn something, Yel.” You tell her as you stand up. Yel was much more than a classmate; she was a roommate and a lover. Considering how the two of you acted during school, it would be a complete surprise if they ever found out, and it would ruin Yel’s image, which she had been building up.

Yel loosens her tie and throws it onto the ground. She unbuttoned her shirt, leaving it open as she took a long breath. “When I said anything, I expected you to say something else.” Yel’s cheeks fill with air as she pulls down her skirt, dropping it on the floor before walking toward you. She presses her body against yours, her tits pressing against your chest. “You’re teaching me everything here anyway. Why do I have to go to class?”

“Because it’s a lot easier that way. It’s for your own good.” You tell her as you place your hands on her waist, instinctively squeezing it.

Yel wraps her arms around your neck, “You know I wouldn’t mind going to class if we-”

“Not happening, Yel.” You interrupt, making her frown. “I know you think it would be sexy, but it would also get you and me expelled if we did.”

“What about the gym storage room? No one goes in there.” Yel begins to plead, her hand moving down to your bulge. “Doesn’t that sound nice? Hm?”

Wanting Yel to actually try in school, you consider the option, “Convince me.” Yel takes the invitation as a challenge and presses her lips against yours, the faint taste of strawberries hitting you as she unbuckles your belt.

“I’ll make you want it,” Yel whispers into your ear as she fishes your cock out of your underwear, her hand gently stroking it. Her thumb runs over the head of your cock, moving around the tip slowly as she looks into your eyes. You move your hands to her shoulders, moving her shirt off her. Standing in just her bra and panties, Yel smiles at you, your cock twitching in her hand. “Do you like what you see?”

“Yeah,” you grunt,

“Good.” Yel took one of your hands, moving it behind her to the latch on her bra. She continued to stroke your cock as you fumbled with her bra momentarily. Once you got it undone, Yel tossed it to the side. She pressed her chest against you, her hard nipples rubbing your chest. “Take off that shirt and sit down, baby.” You follow Yel’s orders, unbuttoning your shirt and letting it join the rest of your clothes on the floor while you move back onto the couch. Yel kneeled before you, pausing to let you take in her beauty. Her tanned skin was a thing of beauty. Yel refocused you, using her tawny rouge nipples to rub the tip of your cock. You groan, enjoying the sensation. It made Yel smirk as you coated her tits in a thin layer of precum. She continued to stroke your cock, and spat on her chest, spreading her saliva across her skin as she prepared to move onto the next stage. Yel adjusted herself, straightening her back as she pushed your cock between her breasts. She pressed them together, letting your cock disappear between the large mounds. You throw your head back and groan as she moves them up and down your shaft, her soft tits holding your cock snuggly.

“Do you like how that feels, baby?” Yel asks, moving slowly as coats your cock in a mixture of saliva and precum.”Imagine how much nicer it would be if I was wearing our gym uniform—my big tits in that tight white shirt,” Yel layered her voice with a sexual tone, making it easier for you to imagine the situation. She smiled to herself as she felt your cock throb between her tits. She kept pumping your cock with your tits as she continued, “Think about how sticky you would leave me when you cum. The shirt would be sticking to me, and you’d be able to see everything.” Yel began moving faster and added more pressure as she moved. “I’m already imagining it. It would be so hot, baby.” Yel lowers her head, sticking out her tongue and lapping at the tip of your cock when it pokes out from between her tits. “I want your cum, baby. Can I please have some?” She says, staring into your eyes.

You couldn’t resist Yel; you buck your hips upward as you cum, shooting your semen onto her chin and neck. Yel smiles as she feels your cum touch her skin; she leans back, letting the white liquid coat her face. “Hmm, thanks, baby.” She groans, wiping her face with her finger and licking your cum up. “My idea doesn’t sound so bad now, does it? It gets even better, though.”

Yel cleans the cum from her face, eating every drop before rubbing the rest into her skin. Her tits gleam from the mixture; she gives them a quick squeeze before giggling and rising to her feet. She hooks her fingers around her lacy black panties and drops them to the floor before standing before you proudly. “How do you want me, baby? I’ll let you choose.” Yel pokes her cheek, smiling as she waits for your answer.

“I want you to ride me.”

“Good choice,” Yel climbs onto your lap, straddling you. She hovers above your cock, grabbing the softening length and stroking it until you’re hard again. The young woman teases you, lowering herself, but only to rub you against her lips. Yel lets out a light moan as she places one hand on your shoulder. “Will you let us at least try out my idea?” She asks, coming to a stop.

You run your hand up her chest, between her breasts, and cup her chin. “Fine, we’ll try it out once, but you have to promise to go to your classes. Deal?”

Yel smiles, showing a more giddy side to herself. “Deal,” She leans in, sealing it with a kiss as you press your cock against her entrance and drag her body onto it. Yel’s muffled moans fill the room as she wraps her arms around you. You set your up at her waist, letting Yel control the tempo as she slowly rises and falls onto your body.

You move your hands around Yel’s body as she bounces on your cock, shifting from her ass to her thighs as you enjoy the feeling of her walls squeezing you. The heat coming from her core filled you with pleasure. Yel’s mind shut off now that she got what she wanted. She focused on the pleasure, enjoying every touch of her body and the way you hit just the right spot when you were buried inside her. She craned her neck back, coming to a stop and grinding against you as you kissed her neck.

As your hands dug into her skin, Yel bites her lip, reveling in the feeling of being claimed. “Let’s keep going, Yel.” You groan, her walls still moving around you as she grinds against you.

“Sure, baby,” Yel responds, sounding breathless as she begins to move up and down your shaft. Yel’s breasts rub against your chest, her nipples moving up and down the same spots as she rides you. Your groans mix with Yel’s, filling the living room and flooding the rest of the apartment as you move your hands to her ass and help quicken the pace. “Mm, I’m getting close, baby.” Yel moans, her walls clamping down on your cock.

“Me too,” you grunt, continuing the same pace. Yel wraps her arms around you again, holding you tightly as her moans turn into whines. Her walls continue to squeeze your cock as she nears her climax. Feeling your cock throbbing inside her, Yel slams herself down, impaling herself as she cums. You dig your nails into Yel’s skin as she makes you cum inside her; her walls are painted white as you fill her cunt with your cum. Yel shuts her eyes, rocking back and forth as she basks in the afterglow of her orgasm.

“Shit…that felt good,” Yel groans as she places her hands on your knees and leans back. Your eyes travel up her body, noting the cum leaking out of her. Her body was sweaty, her blonde hair sticking to her forehead. “I’m glad you came around. I’ll be a good girl tomorrow.” She says before leaning in for a kiss. You return the kiss before standing up, your cock still buried inside Yel.

“It’s just a test. If you don't keep your end of the bargain, I’m stopping.” Yel nods, smiling as you carry her to the shower. “I’ll be watching your grades Yel. If they don’t improve-”

“They’ll get better!” Yel barks, not wanting to talk about school anymore today. The two of you shower together, cleaning each other’s bodies, and slowly come down from your high.

You found Yel outside again the next day, still causing trouble. “I said I would go to my classes after we did it. I never said anything about the morning classes.” She announced with a smug look on her face. You think to yourself about how she’s never going to change.

#kpop smut #male reader #m reader #yel smut #h1-key smut

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leafostuff · 2 months ago

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So i am kinda curious to know in the asks: what smuts do YOU want to see written more

This is not a chance to request smut, just to share ideas, idols, kinks, settings that you want to see written more in the community

#ask me im bored #kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop smut #yel smut #h1key yel #h1 key

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ggidolsmuts · 1 year ago

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건물 사이에 피어난 장미 (Rose in the Concrete Jungle) - H1-Key Riina

Another day at work, another day past the coffee shop, another day to grind. You trundle through the turnstile of your building, beep beep. You trundle into the turnstile.

"Sir, you have the wrong card?"

Ah damn, right, not your credit card, your employee ID.

"Thanks." You nod slightly to the security guard and keep moving. The elevator is quiet and stuffy, just like your cubicle, just like any other day. You nod and harrumph assent on various meetings, and before you know it is the highlight of your day—lunch time! You eagerly file out of the building and go to the local hotspot for you and your fellow colleagues—the cafe next door. Sandwiched between two large office buildings, the cafe served as a convenient place for informal meetings, to "take things offline", as it were. Of course, it also served good and cheap food, although that came at the cost of long wait times, it was a price you and many others were willing to pay—anything to delay going back to the office.

"Hey, the usual?" You had another reason to hang around and let your lunch hour drag as long as possible. The short-haired cashier smiles at you as she is already tapping the order in.

"You got it, thanks." You stand dumbly at the counter as you watch her work the coffee machine, a soft smile on her face when she hands you the drink.

"Here you go. Your food will be out shortly."

"Thanks." You grab your receipt and wait for your number to be called. The drone of the crowd is comforting and neutral, all is fine. You occasionally look up from your phone to see if your food is out, and what the cute cashier is up to.

"Sup man!" You wince internally as you feel a solid thump on the back.

"Hey Joonho." You greet your college classmate, an asshole through and through. He mellowed out slightly after graduation, joining a competitor to your company in a similar role before rising quickly in the ranks. You kept him at arm's length, but also within arm's reach as it was still good to talk shop with—he was best engaged in small doses. Thankfully at that point in time you hear your number called. "Sorry, let me get my food." Dodging through the crowd you make your way to the counter, and she's waiting for you there, pushing your order towards you as you approach.

"Hold on, let me get my order number..." you find yourself fumbling in your pockets, but you are delightfully interrupted by her.

"No need, I know your order, you get the same thing every time!"

"Do I now? One day I'll mix it up for fun."

"Doesn't matter, I'll know." You can hear the smiley face in her voice.

"Cool, thanks a lot! Have a good one." You look for Joonho to quickly bid him goodbye, but he grabs you by the arm.

"Do you know her?"

"Who?"

"The cutie at the counter."

"Oh, no, I just come here a lot."

"Damn, I should come here more often." He releases you and goes towards her.

"Hey there, what's your name?" Joonho asks directly.

"It's Riina," she responds, taken aback at the random question.

"Nice to meet you Riina, I'm Joonho. Say, when do you get off?"

"What? Uhh we close at 4 pm."

"Great, I'll see you then," Joonho says smoothly before walking away, leaving Riina with a confused look. Joonho pats your shoulder as he leaves. "I'll be there when she gets off work, and then there'll be more getting off, eh? Well she'll be getting on me, but I'll be getting off, something like that."

"Fucker..." you mutter under your breath, yep, still an asshole, and a dumb one at that. You take your food and coffee and find a table, digging in slowly as you sought to extend your lunch hour as long as possible. When you finish you spot Riina standing at the counter unoccupied.

"Hey, Riina right?"

"Yes."

"I couldn't help but overhear earlier, about that Joonho guy?"

"Who?"

"The guy asking you what time you get off work?"

"Oh, him, what about him?"

"Yeah, I would stay away from him, he's not good news."

"Oh I can tell. I'm getting off early today anyways, so I won't be here, thanks though."

"Yeah of course, bye." It is only later that you realize you didn't even give her your name, oh well. Maybe you'll bring it up somehow tomorrow.

Lunch time tomorrow is not at all peaceful, as you come in to see Joonho shouting at Riina.

"What the fuck, you said you get off at 4 pm! I even moved a meeting for that!"

"No, I said we close at 4 pm. I got off early."

"That's not what I asked! I needed to know when you get off!"

"And I don't think you need that information, you fucking creep."

"Come on, don't be like that hmm? I just wanted to have some fun—" Joonho grabs her wrist, and you were ready to step in, but it turns out the pretty rose has the thorns to go with it. She twists out of his hold and grabs his wrist instead, pinning it to the counter. "Ow what the fuck!"

"Keep your hands to yourself!"

"Fuck, okay, let go, let go!" Joonho starts shoutng and swearing even more.

"What seems to be the problem?" The manager appears on the scene.

"Your employee just grabbed my wrist out of nowhere!"

"Nowhere? You grabbed my wrist first!" Riina shouts back, outraged.

"Let go Riina." Not too gently she complies with the manager's order. "Go home for today."

"But—"

"No buts, we'll discuss this tomorrow." Riina stomps off without a another word, leaving Joonho with a smug smirk on his face.

"My apologies, please have something from the menu, it is on the house."

"Is it now? Good, that's more like it." Joonho takes advantage of the manager's kindness, and gets the most expensive thing on the menu. He leaves arrogantly, and in his wake you had to speak up.

"Excuse me, I saw the whole thing, he grabbed your employee's wrist first."

"I know, but this is easier, otherwise he would come back and raise more fuss, the last thing we want is a distraction every day, bad for business."

"You're not getting rid of her are you?"

"Riina? God no, she's our best employee. She needed the break anyways." You can't bring yourself to disagree with him, so you merely nod and make your order. As you munch on your food again you see Riina stomping out from the back, through the food hall. You grab your half-eaten bulgogi burrito and rush up to her.

"Hey, sorry about that."

"It's not your fault, you're not that spineless wimp. Do you know him?"

"Kinda? He's an old classmate from college, he was also an asshole back then."

"Huh, figures."

"Yeah, sorry, I should have spoke up sooner, I told your manager what happened."

"Thanks, I guess? And enough with the sorry, I'm just going to enjoy the extra time off. I'll be back tomorrow anyways." She eyes the burrito. "You really did mix it up huh?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah it was all so distracting, so I just ordered something random."

"Well, come back tomorrow and order your usual. I'll see you then."

"Good, it's a date then." You regret your words as soon as you said it, why did you say that?! Riina doesn't seem to notice, as she's already walking away and waving you good bye. But she’s smiling when she turns away.

Kinda cute, better than that asshole, that's for sure.

Next day you prepare a small note, writing your name and phone number on it. In the office you ponder over whether or not you should follow through and give it to her, and by the time you decide to do it you've missed the lunch hour. You breathe a sigh of relief when you see Riina still working the counter.

"You're late for the date," she chides you jokingly. "The usual?"

"Yeah, sorry, yes please, just the usual." As you hand her the credit card to swipe you place the note on it too, holding it on the underside. Riina feels the different texture, and she slips the paper into her pocket before finishing the payment. She gives you a piece of paper in return—your receipt.

"Your food will be out shortly." Her expression is neutral, and with your heart hammering you nod and walk away like a fool. She's not there when you go pick up your food, and you sigh as you see her busy at work—of course she hasn't had a chance to look at your note! You trudge back to your office on a dour note, and the day drags on. It drags on so long that you almost miss the buzz of your phone—a message from an unknown number. You almost delete it out of hand before remembering that you had given Riina the note earlier today, and hurriedly you open the message.

*Hey there :)*

*Hi, Rina right?*

*Riina. At least I won't misspell your name*

*How do you know I didn't misspell my own name?*

*Surely you're not that dumb, you know how to spell your name. Anyways, drop by the food hall at 5?*

*Isn't it closed at 4?*

*Yes, to outsiders, and then we have to clean and do the receipts and close up, come by at 5 and I'll let you in*

Thrilled you agree, and time couldn't flow any slower. You make an excuse to leave early, and although you are greeted by the dim interior of the already closed food hall, you knock on the glass door. Riina smiles as she walks towards you and lets you in.

"Hey."

"Hi, I'm almost done with closing up, do you want to get something to eat after?" You are surprised to say the least, and you readily agree to her forward request. The date goes well, and in front of her apartment Riina pulls you in by your tie and gives you a daring kiss. It starts off as a peck, then another, and before you know it she's grabbing your shirt, pulling you close. You reciprocate in kind, leaning into the kiss more urgently, an arm wrapped around her waist, oh how easy it would be to slip it under— What are you doing?

"Whoa." You step back, and Riina releases her hold on you.

"Too soon?" She asks, her face flushed. There is heat between the two of you.

"A little? Just surprised, about tonight, about everything, you know? I just gave you my number today and here we are—"

"Yeah, this is just for fun okay? I like you, but I don't know where this is going and I don't want to think about it. Can you do that?"

"Mmhmm," you pull her close this time, kissing her lips before moving sideways, along her cheek, gently capturing her earlobe. No thinking, you say the first thing that comes to mind. "Can I come up?"

A whine of frustration says otherwise. "Roommates— I mean, housemates, sorry. Next time." The heat dissipates.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes, see you for your usual."

"Great." Riina waves awkwardly. She squirms as you walk away, a need taking root, her rose drenched. She starts to make plans, ways to get her housemates out of the place... She's going to need to take a shower first.

You see her at work the next few days, and things are good, Riina greets you with wider smiles, even giving you a free cookie. You still run into Joonho occasionally who takes the opportunity to bug you, but he gives Riina a wide berth. That is, until his order was messed up.

"I asked for oat milk, not almond milk! That's like giving me a bag of milk instead of a cup of milk!" He slams the cup angrily on the counter, and some of it splashes into her.

"I-I'm sorry sir, I'll remake your order right away."

"And I want that deluxe bulgogi sandwich, on the house! Get me your manager!" Joonho demands.

"I umm..." Riina looks for the manager. You hurriedly put a hand around Joonho's shoulder.

"Yo man chill, it's just a coffee eh? Come on, I'll get you the right coffee and the sandwich eh, how about that?" Delighted at more free food, he immediately forgets that he was angry?

"Hey I'll take you up on that, thanks!"

"Sweet, can I get two coffees with oat milk, and that bulgogi sandwich?" you ask Riina quietly, your eyes asking her the question you can't voice right now.

"Umm yes, of course sir, so sorry, it'll be right out."

"Great, thanks!" You hand her your card. "Hold on to it for me." You quickly drag Joonho away before he could raise more of a fuss. You allow yourself to endure him ranting about the difference between oat and almond milk, all while thinking that it's nuts. You heart twinges as you see the smile disappear from Riina's face, even when you go pickup your food. By the time Joonho thanks you for the treat and lets you go, she's disappeared into the back, so you settle for texting her in the office.

*You okay?*

*Yeah, thanks for helping out there, I'll pay you back!*

*No no it's okay, it's worth it*

*I'm closing tonight, come by later?*

*I can only get out at 6, is that fine?*

*Sure, I'll be there*

You nervously wait for 6 pm, and you're glad to see her when she lets you into the deserted food hall and seats you at a table.

"I'm quitting," Riina says bluntly as she sits down opposite you, and your heart drops.

"What? Why? That was such a minor error!"

"Yeah but I can't be bothered to deal with that anymore, done dealing with assholes."

"I... I understand, that's too bad. I'll umm, miss you."

"Oh, we're not seeing each other anymore?" Riina teases. "I wouldn't mind seeing more of you... Speaking of which, let's continue where we left off." She traces a finger on your hand.

"Where we... here?"

"Yes, just sit there, pretend you're eating lunch and drinking coffee." With that you watch Riina disappear under the table. You look down as she fumbles with your pants, and she looks expectantly at you when they are undone. You get up slightly, and in a moment your pants and then your boxers are lowered. You're a little embarrassed, but very turned on as Riina grips your shaft firmly. All thoughts of your usual meal is wiped away as she makes a meal of your cock, taking you into her mouth. She starts off tentatively, licking your tip and some of your shaft, but when she hears your stifled moan vibrating through your cock she becomes more daring, sucking on it and going deeper on you.

Anyone looking in would be wondering why someone is just sitting at the food hall after hours, so you try to maintain a neutral expression, to appear perfectly normal to anyone that might walk by. It gets harder by the second as the pleasure builds, and Riina seems to notice your throbbing, going faster now. Thankfully no one walks by, no one kills the mood, and so it continues, your hands forming fists on the table.

"Fuck Riina, gonna cum!" you rasp. You feel Riina murmur "Mmhmm" around your cock, and you only try to hold on a little longer. She takes you extra deep into her throat, and at that moment you burst. Your thighs flex and twitch, and a hand smacks the table not too quietly as you pour nut milk straight into Riina's mouth. When you finally finish you relax and half slump over the table, your hands barely working to do your pants up underneath.

"How was that?" Riina asks, smacking her lips delectably. "I hope there's more where that came from."

"Maybe I should—" you try to duck underneath the table yourself, but she stops you hurriedly.

"No, there's surveillance cameras here!"

"And you just blew me!"

"T-That's different!"

"Fine, let's go back to your place then." You grab her by the arm, but she doesn't move.

"No, housemates." Fuck, that's right. "Can we go to your place?"

"It's far, like almost an hour out." The need to be satisfied now weighed against her need to be satisfied thoroughly, and in the end the latter won out.

"Let's go then."

It was almost cute how Riina held your hand while the two of you sat in the taxi—if only it wasn't so damn painful as she squeezes you over and over.

"You okay?" you ask, worried that she wasn't feeling up for it.

"Hm? Yeah yeah," she dismisses you, choosing to look out the window instead. When you arrive you stop her before entering your apartment building.

"You seem really nervous, we don't have to do anything tonight if you're having second thoughts."

"What? Don't back out of this now!" Riina half shouts.

"You were squeezing my hand so hard on the ride over—" she take your hand and yanks it down, placing it between her legs. Just that touch alone is enough to make her hiss in pleasure—she's drenched.

"I need you so bad right now, I was this close to jumping you on the taxi!" At her frank admission you kiss her fiercely, and without thinking she jumps into your arms, wrapping her legs around you. Just like that you carry her into the elevator and then your apartment.

"Water?"

"What? No, I'm good."

"Have some water, sit down please," you command Riina, and she blushes when she realizes what you wanted to do. When you duck under the table you see she is more than ready to help you, her legs already spread, the button on her jeans already undone. You pull her jeans off her legs, and you could sense the heat coming from between her thighs. The panties she wore slide off her legs quickly after, and you pull the chair closer to you, trapping her between the table and the chair. She half slumps on the chair as you reach around and pull her hips to you for better access. Time to go to work.

"Mmm!" Riina's hand jerks and narrowly misses knocking the cup of water over as your press your tongue against her slit, coaxing her flower to bloom. Up and down you swipe your tongue, and Riina slides up and down on the chair, trying to feel more of you. Her whines and whimpers are heavenly as you find her bean, gently French pressing it with your lips and tongue, grinding the juices out of her. You run your hands up and down her thighs, and Riina's sinking down the chair, trying to push more of her into your face. Riina's toned thighs close around your head, an orgasm brewing quickly within her. She knocks the cup over, the water spilling from it and leaking down the table—your hair gets wet, which makes it easier for Riina to grip as she twists her fingers in them. She wants you to stop, she wants to cum on your cock, but her body has other ideas, and her hand shoves your face deeper into her.

"I, I— Ahh!" With a sharp yelp Riina orgasms hard, the built up tension from giving you a blowjob earlier finally released. Your head shakes as hard as she does, her thighs twisting and twitching against the sides of your head. You give her pussy slow licks to bring her down, her pink rose dewy and trembling—you had to have more. She lets out something between a cough and a moan as you do a French press and then a French kiss between her legs. A smack on your head stops you from making out with her pussy. You bang your head as you forget about the table above you, and Riina laughs tiredly.

"I almost did that earlier, but enough, I want more."

"I was going to, but you pushed me away."

"You know what I mean." Riina stands up and pulls your shirt open—she likes what she sees and rips it off completely. Her legs are wrapped around you once more, and your hands squeeze her ass as you carry her to the bedroom. It is feral the way she tears off the rest of her clothes before she jumps your pants, looking to strip you naked as quickly as possible. You overpower her, but Riina is the one in control as her legs hook around your thighs, making sure you don't stray too far.

"C-Condom!" You gasp as your shaft rests on her mons, but Riina's already grabbing and aiming for you.

"You're clean right?"

"Yes."

"Same, what are we waiting for." It's too late to turn back as your tip presses and pushes through her lips. Riina holds her breath as you oh-so-slowly fill her. "Fuck, don't tease me!"

"I— I'm not, you're so tight..." She helps and hinders you with that, her legs pushing you into her even as her pussy tightens around you further. You close your eyes to steady yourself, not wanting to give in to the intense pressure around your shaft. The sight you see when you open eyes doesn't help—Riina's tight body is below you, one hand on a perky breast, another hand on her belly, as if feeling how deep you're in her. And she's smirking.

"That good huh?"

"Yeah, fucking amazing," you admit. "You?"

"Even better."

"Doesn't seem like it." You lean down on top of her, and she wraps her arms around your neck as she whispers.

"Only because you're not moving yet, I'm barely holding it together."

What about now? That was what you wanted to ask Riina, but the answer is self-evident as she has to muffle a moan into your shoulder when you start grinding into her. All too quickly she's falling apart beneath you, like a bean that's slowly crushed by pleasure, threatening to burst. She allows you to prick her with your prick again and again, squirming against you, yearning for more friction. You draw circles with your hips and it makes your tip stir vigorously inside her, her clit stimulated after every revolution. Riina's gasping as she does a pourover on your shaft, but you needed more to finish making the drink. Your hands find her taut midriff, and you hold her still as you begin fucking her, replacing the grinding with some good old-fashioned pounding.

"Oh fuck that's even better, don't stop, don't stop!" You are as big as she is tight, and her body rolls in pleasure. You time your thrusts to hit her sweet spot, rendering Riina speechless. She's clenching around you randomly, and you watch her flat tummy flex and twitch. Your own endurance frays, and you slow your thrusts, much to Riina's annoyance.

"Don't, keep going! I'm going to cum so hard!"

"Fuck, me too!" You plan to pull out, but you needed to get her off first. You lean back down, capturing a breast as you start pounding her once more. You rock her body with each slam, and your teeth graze her nipple over and over. With one particularly deep thump you crush Riina's bean of pleasure completely, and she explodes.

"Oh fuck..." The explosion is nothing more than a mere whisper, but you feel her detonate around you, her walls suddenly milking you with desperate need. Riina's body is rigid, every muscle is tense, including the ones contracting around you. She relaxes for a brief moment, for one wispy breath, and then—

"Hnngh god!" She seizes up again, firmly gripping your cock once more. Each contraction tugs on you, stretching your endurance just a little too far. Fuck, you are right there.

"Riina—" You try to get her attention when she relaxes, but she's still in the throes of powerful ecstasy.

"Mmm yes!" Her walls slam against your shaft once more, and you are too far gone. You kiss her, and Riina moans and shouts into the kiss as you fill her up with creamy seed. Her pussy reacts to the sudden warmth, milking you rather than trying to crush your shaft, extending your orgasm. Mindlessly you return to grinding against her, squeezing every drop into her—Riina moans when she feels the hot liquid overflow, seeping out from the connection, and when you slip out a rush of it spills on to the sheets.

You collapse on Riina's limp form, your orgasms sapping any strength either of you had. You gently suck on her neck, and you feel Riina's lips on your skin too. Your arms wrap around one another, hugging each other tight as the high wears off.

"Fuck, I'm sorry..." you mutter.

"For what? That was amazing."

"I came in you, I didn't pull out in time."

"I... It's okay I think, I'll grab something for it in the morning." Riina says, albeit with some worry. You hold her close and cuddle her.

"I'll go with you, you can stay the night if you want." Surprisingly she blushes, and she gently pushes you away.

"No, I don't think I'm quite ready for that yet. I can get it tomorrow myself."

"Oh umm, okay, are you sure?" you ask, fearing that the whole night was a mistake.

"Yes, sure. Do you mind if I use your shower?" You give her a tower, and Riina excuses herself to the bathroom to clean up. You are clothed again by the time she exits the shower, and you walk her down.

"Riina I—"

"I'll be fine, I'm just not ready for, you know, staying the night."

"No, yeah I get it, things moved a little fast."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Aren't you quitting?"

"No, I kinda want to see more of you, you know? I'll see you for your usual." You can't help but smile as Riina gets in the taxi and disappears.

Since that night you look forward to lunch every day now, and Joonho pesters you about your hickeys while festering about those on Riina that you can't help but leave on her—somehow he never makes the connection. You drop by one evening, when you know Riina's the only one closing up for the day.

"Hey there cutie. Say, when do you get off?" You ask her in your smarmiest tone.

"God you are terrible at flirting." She winks and pulls you close. "That depends, how fast can you carry me to the storeroom?"

Time for more grinding.

A/N: For those of you who don’t know, H1-Key’s Rose Blossom is the song the title refers to, the Korean title is the name of the song, go check it out. It went a little viral in Korea because it was one of the rare songs with no English in it. Anyways Riina immediately caught my eye, she’s cute with the short haircut but has an amazing figure midriff and thighs, so I always wanted to write her eventually. And when I took the title literally it worked out into this idea. She’s also in Queendom Puzzle so do check that out!

Finally another story too, I recognize that I’ve been taking longer between stories, and the quality may be more inconsistent because of it. Writing is a hobby that requires my brain to be on, and lately I’ve been gravitating to just playing games because I can turn my brain off. As a result the frequency suffers and the quality may not be as good, because I may forget writing themes and points I had used earlier in the story. It is what it is at this point. I still have ideas and random BFH ideas that spring to mind, but it’s just gonna take longer to post them. I might post a Yubin quickie because there is a particular outfit that is living rent-free in my head, but yeah, general output is gonna be closer to the 2 a month for the past few months rather than the near 1 a week from before.

As always, thanks for reading!

#smut #riina #h1-key

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fillinforlater · 1 year ago

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Monday of Appreciation: Part 92

Hello everyone, Smite here.

Third attempt at trying to post this. Tumblr, if you fuck this up again, I swear, I'll lose my mind. Anyways, fuck this week, it was mostly bad to downright terrible. I really appreciate all the small nice things and amazing people that have helped me through this. There will be a lot other weeks like these, please be there for me.

Enough of this shit, let's get some good stuff:

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@sinswithpleasure: Trans-generational collaboration ft. IU, Mina, Heejin

Let's start of with a quick smut, simple and addictive. Enough cum to fill each of the hotties holes with cream, God I wish. It seemed simple enough at first, the twist when Mina... and IU... nah, you better read it yourself lol.

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@ggidolsmuts: Rose in the Concrete Jungle ft. Riina (H1-Key)

Thank you, ddeun, for appreciating and showing us underrated and very hot idols. Who, if not the legend himself. This was well done, a cute story to get us introduced to Riina. But when she suddenly started... nah, you better read it yourself (and go listen to H1-Key!).

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@capslocked: Starlet ft. Miyeon

There is no hyperbole I can use to describe the brilliance of this fic. I could go on and on about the base setting, the first scene, the ... scene and oh God the ... pointed skyward while... nah, you BETTER read this masterpiece yourself!

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@worldsover: Hourglass ft. Saerom

Talking about Masterpiece: Levi, you are a madman. The kissing scene alone made my head pop and melt, I couldn't help myself amd read the entire thing in one go, as fast as possible. It felt like a second, a moment yet it was an hour.

Oh, y'all better fucking read this!

See you around, cutiesa

#kpop smut #mondayofappreciation #male reader smut #female idol smut #girl group smut

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smutoperator · 5 months ago

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elryuse · 7 months ago

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Hey man 🤘😃

So I thought, my request would be 1 smut and 1 yandere and the idol for smut would be Yel from H1-Key and for Yandere it would be Swan from Purple Kiss. Thanks in advance mate. 🍻

Aight man, Stay tuned for your fic okayy.. Thanks for requesting as always. 👍👍

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 1 year ago

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An underrated group!

People stop sleeping on H1-KEY! Especially when they have two members that are so hot😭

First of all, we have miss Riina that is rocking that white top. The way her tummy is completely flat, but going up...sbam! Two big boobs ready to be squeezed🥴

And then we have Yel, so young yet so sexy🤭 Look at those booba going crazy under her crop top. Also, bonus point for the yummy tummy, as always 😋

Zazá

#kpop #kpop girls #kpop smut #h1 key #h1 key riina #h1 key yel #h1 key smut

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mechaknight-98 · 4 months ago

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Dominance (NSFW) Yel

Authors note: A short little gift of Yel I guess. No funny joke or behind the scenes stuff

I was working on an assignment for work when Yel entered my office. She had a big, bright smile that always filled me with affection for her. She was always so happy and dressed so cutely, but today she wore a crop top that made her chest pop and a loose-fitting jacket that gave tempting glances at her impeccable body. I tried to focus on my work, but Yel demanded my attention. She twirled her blonde hair in an attempt to get me to focus on her. Eventually, her exasperated sighs and expressions made me take my focus off my work. I turned to her, and Yel grinned triumphantly.

“What’s up, Yel?” I asked as she sat down on my desk to my right. She pouted as she looked at me. Her eyes shimmered as she moved closer, causing my heart to beat a bit faster. She gave me that sweet innocent look before asking,

“There’s this guy I’ve been crushing on, but he’s too sweet to make a move.”

While I was slightly disappointed by this information, I was abundantly happy for Yel. She is a catch and deserves a great guy. “Okay, I can work with that. First question: do you know if he’s interested?” I asked. Yel nodded slowly.

“I’ve caught him drooling and fantasizing about me when we hang out a couple of times. Plus, there was this one time he moaned my name when he was taking a nap,” she said. I smiled—he sounded normal so far.

“So, what’s stopping him from asking you out?”

“There’s an age gap. He’s older by a bit, but we hit it off super well, so I’m not sure how to broach the subject. He’s so tied to this concept that because I’m younger, he’s bad for liking me.” I nodded; he sounded like a good guy, and I could easily understand his plight.

“Oh, and he’s also trying to be a good guy, but I know he’s dirty on the inside like me,” Yel added, and I laughed.

“Oh, are you some kind of goddess of love or something?” I teased. Yel smiled and nodded sarcastically.

“Have you seen me? I’m a total smoke show,” she said, smiling while fanning herself with her jacket and showing off her midriff. I would have looked away, but my body wouldn’t let me.

“Okay, fair—you are stunning,” I said, and Yel’s smile grew a bit brighter. She shifted in her seat, subtly leaning closer, her knee brushing against mine under the desk. It made me kind of wish the guy she was fawning over was me, but I’m too old for her.

As I relaxed into my chair and gave her situation some thought and attention, I had another question. “Okay, last question: how does your company feel about dating?” Yel smiled. I noticed she moved closer in her excitement, her eyes growing to the size of saucers.

“I knew you’d ask that question. You’re always so responsible about that kind of stuff. To answer your question, they’re fine with it as long as I’m not letting it get in the way of promotions.”

I nodded, now getting a full view of the picture.

“Oh, okay. Well, then let’s start with Attack Hs: Hunger, Hobbies, Habits. What’s his favorite food? What does he do in his free time, and what is his lifestyle like?”

Yel’s eyes brightened as she talked about this hypothetical man.

“Oh, the first one is easy. He loves ramen, pizza, and burgers,” she replied lightning fast. I nodded to show understanding of her words and that I was listening.

“Okay, and hobbies?” I followed up.

Yel smiled mischievously. “Oh, he’s a total helpless nerd. He loves going out to the countryside to take pictures and Kaiju movies. He finds them relatable since he’s kind of a loner, to be honest. Also, don’t tell him I know this, but once a month he goes to this event called Kaiju Big Battel. He dresses up as a Kaiju and fights other guys and girls in costumes over miniature model cities. It’s dorky, but it’s a lot of fun to watch, and he always gets so into it,” Yel said.

I laughed because I go to Kaiju Big Battel. I began to wonder if I knew the guy she was talking about. I nodded and then asked about the dude’s lifestyle.

Yel pouted. “That’s the one thing I don’t know. We don’t talk outside a few hours during the week in person and text over off-hours. I do worry about him sometimes because I’ll randomly see him beat up over the week, and I don’t know how it happened.”

I nodded and noted that she sees him throughout the week. “Oh, so it’s a workplace romance?”

Yel shook her head as she grimaced, annoyed, before smiling. “No, he works in the same office building, though.”

I nodded and responded, “Then ask him out or seduce him—it’s your call.”

Yel laughed and said, “Okay. Barry, will you go out with me, or do I need to make it more obvious?” I blinked rapidly, processing what Yel said. She closed my laptop and guided me to stand and face her. She bit her lip before repeating herself. I got lost in her, as I processed that this remarkable young woman had romantic feelings for me. It was daunting but exhilarating. I took a chance and kissed her.

As our lips met in that unexpected kiss, time seemed to slow down. Yel’s touch was gentle yet electric, sending a rush of warmth through me. When we finally pulled away, I found myself staring into her eyes, trying to process the moment.

“Wow,” I managed to whisper, my heart still racing.

Yel smiled, a hint of shyness breaking through her confident demeanor. “Wow indeed,” she replied softly. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.”

“Me too,” I confessed, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders as I admitted my feelings.

We stood there, caught in a moment of shared understanding and newfound closeness. The air between us crackled.

“I should get back to work,” Yel said, breaking the silence with a small laugh. “But maybe we could continue this conversation over lunch?”

“Absolutely,” I agreed, a smile spreading across my face. “Lunch sounds perfect.”

As Yel gathered her things to leave, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. As I tried to focus on work a different problem arose.

As I worked I tried to stop my surging lust for Yel from getting out of control. I tried counting to ten and doing breathing exercises but to no avail. The monster between my legs had awakened and demanded appeasement. I groaned as I couldn’t focus anymore. I sat in my office for a few minutes before Yel came back.

Her eyes were dilated and her tan skin flushed. She looked at me with a hunger I knew very well. Our eyes locked and our bodies took over as she closed the door to my office.

“I’m so fucking wet for you. You have no idea.” She said as I got up. Her eyes went to my crotch and she chuckled “Maybe you do have some idea”

She looked at my bulge and bit her lip.

“Is that because of me?” She asked I wordlessly nodded as even now I tried to suppress ripping her top off and fucking those massive tits. As if sensing my struggle Yel says 9 words that give me the green light.

“What are you waiting for Daddy? Come Fuck me!”

I close the distance and bring her face to mine. This kiss is aggressive. I'm staking my claim on her. She mine. Yel submits to my aggression as my tongue dances with hers. She moans in my mouth as I feel her grind into my right knee. Eventually, we need to come up for air and the lust has only gotten stronger.

“Let me fuck your gorgeous tits,” I growl at her. Yel mewls and says

“Yes, daddy. Before lowering herself to my crotch. She smiles brightly as she lifts her top. Her tits bounced mesmerizingly as they adjusted to being free. Unable to control myself. I yanked my pants down and got out my cock.

“Oh, Daddy has such a nice cock for me to worship,” Yel said as lightly palmed my cock before slathering it in her spit. I moaned as she licked and slurped my rod. I look down at her. Her eyes are rolled into the back of her head as her tongue wraps around the shaft before ending with a light poke to the tip. Yel smiles before opening her mouth and taking me deep into her mouth.

The sensation is crazy I’ve never felt anything like this before. There is so much spit in her mouth when her nose reaches my groin that I can see it pooling on her chest. Yel’s sloppiness causes me to get even harder as I grow more in her mouth. I hear her moan causing her throat to vibrate around my cock in an unexpected way that causes me to cum violently down her throat. My mind goes blank as the lustfulness takes hold. I see Yel’s eyes are clouded as well. A ditzy smile painted across her face.

We let our instincts guide us as I plunge back into her mouth. Yel mewls before wrapping and sliding her tongue around my rod as I fuck her face. More drool pools down her chest as she stares luridly at me her eyes full of lust and love. When I cum again down her throat she smiles as her spit and my cum pool all over her face and chest. She massages her massive chest before saying “Does daddy have enough for my tits?”

I growl as I take my cock and position it between her mounds. Yel moans as I manhandled her.

“Yes, Daddy use my body.” She says as I relentlessly pound into her pillowy tits. My possessiveness and affection ferment together as I watch her so effortlessly take all of me.

“Fuck babe. You’re taking me so well,” I praise Yel and her eyes grow bigger

“Please I only exist to please Daddy. I’ll make sure your balls are drained every morning before work and before bed. Just please let me be your baby girl.” I smile at Yel and say

“Of course.” She smiles and begins to drool even more on my cock before begging me to cum all over her huge tits.

“Come on Daddy please cum for me. Cum all over my tits mark me. Make me daddy’s little good girl,” Her pace is relentless as she fucks me with her tits she moans as her pace becomes breakneck.

“Oh fuck Daddy I’m cumming!” Yel screams. I watch as she can barely contain herself she jolts and it causes me to cum again as well. I paint her face neck and chest. Yel smiles and massages it all in before she says, “I can’t wait for you to fuck this tight pussy.”

I groan and pick her up before peeling her pants off. Yel moans as I do.

When I manage to get her tight jeans off I am greeted by her dripping pussy. I slam my face into it. I taste her nectar which has a sweet taste that’s a little sour. She moans and yells, “fuck Daddy don’t tease me fuck me with that fat cock.” I laugh and jam my cock into her. Yel moans satisfied. “Oh god yes.” She yells. Her walls are tight, but she is so wet that’s a nonissue. I easily slip in and out of her sopping cunt as massages my cum and spit into her tits.

“Oh yes, Daddy you fill me so well.” She said. I feel my lust surging as I thrust in and out of her at a pace matching the rhythm of her moans.

“Yes use me as a flashlight.” Yel moans as I thrust deeper and deeper until I hit her womb. She moans and then she yells

“Daddy I’m cumming again.” As she does her pussy clenches me tight. I hold out long enough to fuck her through her orgasm until she yells.

“Fuck Daddy you’re so big. You take me so well. Fill my cunt.” Helpless to her request I concede and fill her greedy pussy with my seed. She moans in approval. She smiles and then says.

“Can you take the rest of the day off?”

#kpop fanfic #male reader #yel h1 key #yel smut

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