#huening kai hard scenarios

[elaichoi]

🏷️ kai x chubby!female reader, consented somnophilia, pillow humping!kai, fingering, reader isn't shaven, slight mention of overstimulation.

Sleeping next to Kai often led to many things, for example, finding yourself squeezed against his chest with his chin softly placed on top of your head—or perchance, his breath softly whispering sweet nothings into your exposed neck with your back pressed against him.

And once in a blue moon, when you're in a deep, deep sleep and Kai lays awake beside you. With nothing in his mind but impure, little ideas, and lewd intentions as he carves out your features with his lovesick prurient gaze. Sentient eyes counting the languid motion of your chest as you breathe in and out—slowly lowering his eyes to the pudge of your belly as it peeks shyly from the blanket.

Kai feels himself gulping down as his hands itch to run his fingers through your body—to hold your softness into his grasp, feeling the flesh getting warmer under his touch. To rub it, to soothe it—to feel it under his touch at any cost.

Kai remembers you telling him that you're his to love; telling him that he's allowed to have you whenever he wanted while leaving sluggish, wet kisses from his chin to his adam's apple, with your arms enclosed around his neck, and his arms around your waist—pulling you tad bit closer to him when he felt your teeth graze against his skin, drinking the gasp that threatened to tumble down his lips.

Timidly brushing against the blanket, Kai exposed your bottom half to his avaricious gaze. Donning nothing but a cotton panty, he could make out the puffiness of your cunts clearly. Kai gulped, for what seemed to be the umpteenth time that noxious hour, as his fingers gently came in contact with the fabric.

The pads of his fingers feebly rubbing circles on top of your pussy. Nervous eyes constantly flicking from your benign face lit up by the moonlight, and his fingers on your cunt. The slight coarseness of your pubic hair underneath your panty arousing him more and more by each passing second.

Kai used his free hand to drag the pillow underneath his head and lodged it between his thighs, applying pressure to the semi-hard dick. The precum seeped from his shorts onto his pillow, but he couldn't care much about anything else but his own pleasure at this moment.

Kai grew braver faster than he would have guessed, his fingers quickly graduating from drawing circles to finding itself burrowed deeply into the warmth of your pussy lips. The unbearable heat of your cunt—even over a layer of fabric was enough for him to buck his hips into his own pillow. Kai ran his fingers up and down easily when he had successfully created a camel toe for him to glide through. The heat, and the small bump he felt when came across your clit enrapturing him into a euphoric state, as he felt his fingers getting dampen slightly because of your arousal.

Finding himself bucking into the pillow faster and faster, Kai was growing restless, and that last morsel of inhibition that resided in him, quickly evaporated his felt himself pulling your panties aside and shoving two of his fingers inside. A gurgled moan left his parted lips as soon as your fervid fire touched his skin.

"fuck." Kai muttered against his breath through his incessant breathing as he tried his best to match the counts of ruts to the speed of his fingers thrusting in and out of your wet, greedy pussy.

Your whimpers soon added into the symphony of Kai's smoky gasps, and the sound of him fucking your pussy with his fingers, as it turned to mewls.

"Ah fuck me,"

Kai's thrusts became erratic against the pillow, putting all his body weight onto the soft mass to get to the high he was aching to each. You could see him staring at you through your sleepy haze; his hair sticking to his forehead, the pink tip of his tongue sticking out of his mouth, his sparkly eyes staring at you through baleful light—but all that you could focus on was the way his fingers was digging into your cunt.

"I wish you could cum in my pussy," you whispered.

Kai came first—his hips bucking into the pillow capriciously, resigning from high as he pressed himself tightly to ride it out, all while his fingers lodged into your dripping cunt.

You moved your cunt with his fingers inside it—hoping to fuck yourself to your orgasm but Kai was steadfast on his feet to complete the task he had began himself. Increasing the speed of his fingers into your pussy while his other hands rubbed onto your clit until you came undone under his guidance. Your hips rising off the bed to get away from his fingers when you kept on fingering you even after you had come.

A strangled groan, and turning yourself to the side—trapping his fingers inside your plush thighs had done the trick, well for a moment.

"spread your legs, i want my treat now."

©ITGIRLHUB.

[gyuubear]

Obsession

Kai loves his wife…maybe a little too much…

Pairing: husband!Kai x wife!reader

Warnings: themes of obsession and perversion, dom!Kai, bent over, missionary, fingering, no protection, creampie, slight power dynamics, possessiveness, intense/emotional sex, pet names, anything else I missed, MDNI

A/N: I've been wrestling with this for so long but I finally finished!! And I decided to give it a cute ending cuz why not. I personally really love this one and I hope you guys will too! Enjoy! (≧◡≦) ♡

WC: 3.5k

If there’s one thing Kai loves to do, it’s make love to his adorable wife. Without a doubt it’s his favorite activity. And no matter how much he fucks you, he can’t ever get enough. He's insatiable, the need to be consumed by your warmth a constant hunger in his body.

He’s obsessed with the sweet noises you make when he’s pumping you full of cum, the sight of you being utterly ruined on his thick cock, the way your eyes glaze over when he gives you too much and you can't do anything but take it like a good girl...

And when he’s not fucking you his thoughts are consumed with lewd images of you, and all the filthy things he wants to do to you. 

Doesn’t make a difference if he’s in a meeting or watching tv; he’s always craving you.

Which is exactly why, even though he’s sitting at his desk doing work, he can't pull his eyes away from your pretty thighs. It wasn’t your intention to distract him; you simply wandered into the room looking for the only stapler in your house, which is on Kai’s desk. But since the stapler won’t cooperate you have to stand there fidgeting with it in an attempt to fix the problem.

From his peripheral vision he notices the hem of your short skirt swaying here and there. His eyes immediately latch on to the movement. Fingers hovering over the keyboard of his computer, work is completely forgotten as he eyes the smooth skin disappearing beneath grey fabric and bites his lip. The deadline for the current project report is due in a few hours, it would be a bad idea to get distracted now…but then again…he can’t help the fact that his wife is so cute and desirable.

His hand reaches out, grazing the back of your thigh, sliding up along soft skin. The gentle pressure makes you jump, especially when you feel the cool metal of his wedding band.

“Oh!”, you relax once you realize it’s just your husband. “Kai, what are you doing?”

“Nothing?”, he replies innocently, as if he’s confused what you’re even talking about.

But the slow upturn of the corner of his mouth and his half lidded eyes suggest anything but innocence. Unaware of the indecent thoughts running through his mind you return your focus to the stupid stapler. However, the lust flooding Kai’s senses is only growing.

His hand trails a little higher, just enough so the tips of his fingers vanish beneath the hem of your skirt. Your struggle with the stapler falters. Goosebumps break out over your skin. The familiar silence of the room is now charged with something else, a faint buzzing that can't be ignored. The two of you haven't been married very long, but you've been together for some time now, and yet it always surprises you how sensitive you still are to his touch.

You quickly push your suspicion aside; maybe it’s not what you’re thinking. After all, it’s not uncommon for Kai to have his hands on you.

Kai fights a giggle. He knows you so well, the way you’re so naive and trusting, he can always tell what you’re thinking. As he toys with you, his mind wanders to your panties. The color you might be wearing, the style and fabric type...He loves guessing; maybe it's the pervert in him, it’s like a secret game he plays with himself. Even when he knows he shouldn't, he thinks about you and your underwear, mind forever lost in thoughts of you.

Pink, he decides. It’s your favorite and you have so many in this color, it’s always a safe bet.

His dick throbs at the thought of you in your underwear, wanting to fuck you so bad. In fact, it’s not a want, it’s a need. The need to fuck his pretty wife dumb is like his need for air, and sometimes just the thought of you has him straining in his pants.

His fingers creep up farther under your skirt and ever-so-slightly pull the skin of your thigh away from your core.

“Kai!”, your breath catches in your throat, realizing his true intentions.

He pouts teasingly, “What?”

“D-don’t you have a deadline or something?“

He scowls at that. The deadline is the last thing he wants to think about right now. He can't even bring himself to care when there's a more pressing matter to attend to.

“Shh, don’t worry your pretty head about that, honey. I’m focused on something much better right now.”

Before you can respond, Kai’s fingers brush your clothed pussy, and a bolt of hot lightning runs down your spine. It’s crazy how you never get used to his touch. You try to ignore him; ignore how he softly traces the most sensitive part of your body, how your stomach flutters at every caress.

Maybe he’ll get bored and go back to his work, you hope.

But kai could never get bored of you. His love for you is like a sickness, one that has no cure—not that he would even want a cure.

He observes you carefully, fascinated by the reactions he's coaxing from you, the way you think you’re hiding the effect he’s having on you, but Kai can see the slight trembling of your thighs and the pink spreading across your cheeks. His muscles tense as he resists the urge to fuck you already, because he knows if he goes to fast you might come to your senses and tell him to get back to work. He’s gonna have to get you whining and begging for him, and luckily, that’s something he enjoys doing (and is also very good at).

Slipping a finger beneath your panties, he curses under his breath at the wet warmth of your pussy. You thought you could resist but when you feel his finger directly on your folds you know you’re a goner. The stapler in your hands is worthless as you drop it on the desk with a gasp and rest your shaky hands on the wood. Kai takes his time with you as he spreads your slick along your folds, drawing out pathetic whines from you with every stroke. He slides his finger back and forth a few times before tracing agonizingly gentle circles around your fluttering hole.

When he finally slips a finger into your gummy walls you can’t stop the moan that escapes you. Your fingers curl, nails digging into the wood as you turn your face away from Kai. Cute, he marvels. It’s endearing to him how you still get embarrassed by your own moans.

The pad of his finger prods at the inside of your pussy, finger sinking in an out, knuckle dragging deliciously against your opening. Applying gentle pressure at first but increasing in intensity as he begins to pump his finger in and out.

“K-Kai…”, you whimper.

Smiling smugly, he inquires, “Something wrong, bub?”

You whine at the tone of his voice. You know he’s damn well aware of what he’s doing to you, he just loves teasing you. Especially when the trembling in your legs is getting more noticeable. You squirm against the pleasure, whining and biting your lip to prevent more moans from pouring out. "Don't", he urges, "you know I always wanna hear you".

"But-"

He cuts you off with a gentle, but stern, warning, "Don't force me to be mean, bub."

You whine a bit more, but ultimately concede with a surprised moan when his thumb brushes your clit.

Head clouded from the pleasure and barely able to keep yourself standing upright, your arms drop onto the table, and you lean all your weight forward so that you’re completely bent over Kai’s desk. The sight of his wife surrendering herself to him, putting herself totally at his mercy, ignites a rush of adrenaline through his veins. The high he gets as a result makes his dick strain painfully in his pants. He could probably cum just from this.

His breath hitches once he realizes your skirt has risen up, revealing the color of your panties.

Pink.

Getting the color of your underwear right always feels like a reward. He palms his dick over his pants to get some relief, while simultaneously increasing the speed of his finger in you. “Kai!”, you gasp for breath at the way his finger curls against your walls. “M-more..”

Hueningkai's heart swells in his chest whenever you say his name like that, breathless and calling for him like a lifeline. It's the sound that plays in his mind 24/7, a sweet melody meant only for his ears, because only he can do this to you; only he can make his wife feel so good.

"Yeah?", he rasps, voice thick with desire, "My baby needs more of me?"

Too embarrassed to speak, you nod meekly. He slides in another finger and as he ramps up the speed your jaw goes slack, leaving you unable to formulate a single word. Every nerve, tendon, and muscle in your legs is useless as the pressure builds and you completely slump over his desk, boobs flattened against the wood.

When the stickiness between your legs starts to drip down Kai's hand, he teases, “What a mess baby, dripping everywhere…” And he’s right, you are a mess, nothing but a puddle of bliss on his desk as he parts your walls over and over again. " 'm cumming!!" is all you manage to choke before your orgasm takes over you, knocking the air out of your lungs and leaving you breathless and heaving.

Once your orgasm subsides, you get up on shaky legs, but you grip the edge of the desk for support at what you see when you turn around. Kai is running his tongue up his hand, licking your juices off his fingers, groaning at the flavor cuz he's completely obsessed with the taste of his wife. You gulp and attempt to keep yourself steady, but he keeps his eyes on you while he cleans you off his fingers. Your knees buckle when he says, "mm, taste so good, honey".

He gets up from his chair, warm hands pulling you close, tight grip on your waist in case your legs give out. Your hands instantly tangle themselves in his shirt, clutching him for dear life to stay afloat in this feeling of absolute intoxication.

He cups your face with his clean hand, and leans in for a loving kiss, pressing his lips softly against yours. Breaking away only to come back harder. He tilts your head back to deepen the kiss, brushing his thumb softly over your cheek. He opens his mouth against yours, sucking the plump fat of your lips, running his tongue and teeth over the skin. You respond in kind, letting him devour your lips but also running your own tongue all over his mouth. The kiss quickly becomes wet and sloppy, driven by passion as you both consume each other.

The hand on your waist runs down your back, pressing you into him. His kisses are all tongue and saliva as he curves into you, always wanting more, more, more. You have to physically force him away to be able to catch your breath. Even then, he only gives a few centimeters, breathing you in while he watches you pant.

“My darling wife”, he whispers, his breath warm and moist against your cheek, “all mine”. The words would sound sweet to anyone else, but you know him like your own skin; you can hear the intensity in them, the silent threat that he’s going to devour you. It’s that threat, that promise, that sends heat coursing through your blood, leaving your tummy and fingertips tingly.

He sits you on the desk, easing you down so that you're laying on your back. Nimble fingers slip your panties down and off your legs, tossing them aimlessly, as he hurries to unbutton his jeans and push his underwear down just enough. You watch with eager eyes as he takes out his beautiful cock, so big and veiny you feel yourself salivating immediately.

"Your shirt", you mumble quietly, wanting to see more of your husband's perfect body. He smirks as he goes to grant your request, but the small reminder of your desire for him sends a shiver through his body, because he still can’t quite believe his luck, that this is his reality. The knowledge of it makes him dizzy.

"Eager for me, honey?" He drawls, voice slow and deliberate. One hand pumping his dick, the other finds the flimsy fabric of your skirt, flipping the material over your stomach with a flick of his wrist, and exposing your puffy, swollen pussy.

You inhale sharply, not so much from the cold air, but from your husband’s predatory gaze. The weight of his attention sinks into you, searing your sensitive skin as he eyes you like a delicacy made just for him. Your bottom lip quivers at his fervor, " 'c-course I am...always am for you. You know that.” At the sight of your sweet, devoted expression, eyes wide with adoration, his patience snaps. He can't wait anymore. He needs to feel you around him right now.

One hand on your hip, he aligns his tip with your hole, rubbing it a few times against your folds to get it nice and wet, before parting your walls in one long, slow thrust.

"Fuck, bub..." he sighs at how your pussy welcomes him, your body so willing and compliant for him. He goes slow, wanting to savor the moment, the heavenly feeling of your tight, hot pussy enveloping him, slick walls making way for him and pulling him deeper and deeper.

“Ah..! Kai—nng—too much!” Your mind reels at the feeling of being stuffed full of your husband's fat cock. But he barely gives you any time to adjust, pulling out half way and slamming back into you, stretching your poor pussy so good you’re wailing on his dick. Your arousal is out of control, sticky syrup coats him with every thrust, and you mewl helplessly at the way he splits you open.

He leans over your frame, one hand caging you in while the other skims over your skirt, finding your plush tits. A cloud of haze has fallen over him, wrapping around his brain, and his eyes, drowning out everything—except you. “My pretty wife”, he whispers, almost as if to himself, “Mine, all mine. Mine, mine, mine.” He punctuates each word with sharp thrusts, rocking your small frame. 

He kneads your breast like it’s his own personal stress toy. Roughly groping you, relishing in how you cry out for him, but never relenting. He pushes your shirt up and hastily unhooks your bra, lips immediately latching on to your nipple. He sucks your sensitive bud harshly, biting and nipping, a cruel eagerness that has you squealing and writhing below him. "Oh...shit, so cute….just wanna ruin you over and over again”. Kai’s hands and lips ravage your body, hips quickening their pace, ramming into you as his worship of your body increases in its desperation. He trails sloppy, open mouthed kisses all over you, slobbering like a dog, leaving your boobs red and shiny with his saliva. More profanities fall from his lips at your sweet noises of pleasure.

There’s something different about him right now, something foreign in his intensity…at least that’s what you tell yourself.

Deep down, you know it’s always been there. His love, his touch, has always been all-consuming. You never let yourself acknowledge it before, because you couldn't face the truth. Not that your husband has an unhealthy addiction to you, but that you can't help but be turned on by it. It’s so hot. 

“So perfect— god….” His eyes are closed, eyebrows furrowed. Kai’s usually very teasing and mischievous during sex, never this vehement. He knows it. He’s aware of it; of the cracks forming, his obsession— something he always tries to keep at bay— flooding out.

It’s getting harder and harder for you to stay afloat. You dig your nails into his shoulders, frantically trying to hold on to your sanity, but Kai has long since lost his. He’s unraveling completely. “Sweetheart", he groans against your neck, half delirious with desire, “my sweet angel...what are you doing to me?”

You whine at his sudden declaration, unable to stop the room from spinning around you.  "nnng- ah!" His dick pounds into you so perfectly, slamming into your sweet spot with every thrust. You wrap your legs around his hips, wanting to feel him even deeper. 

“Oh god oh god!” You cry out. It seems as though your husband wants you to lose your mind, just like he’s losing his. Because he’s not holding anything back. His dick pounds into you unforgivingly, stretching your little cunt beyond what it can take. The nasty squelching noises only fueling his desperate chase for release. If he keeps going like this you’re not gonna last very long.

His hand slides up your arm, removing your hand from his shoulder and bringing it to rest above your head. His wedding ring presses into your fingers, and it brings your attention to your own wedding ring pressing into his shoulder— a reminder of your vows to each other. That you're bound to each other.

Your eyes meet his as if you both had the same thought.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and in this moment, that has never felt truer. Kai's chocolate brown eyes seem to engulf you, silently communicating what words can’t. The intensity within them sets your skin on fire. Earlier, he asked you what you’re doing to him…but does he realize what he's doing to you?

In a moment of shyness you look away, but he grabs your jaw, forcing you to keep your eyes on him. His grip is gentle but firm, never letting you look away, wanting you to see his every emotion as he makes a mess of the both of you. He wants you to feel his love, his infatuation. Wanting you to see just what you do to him. “Hyuka”, you whimper, overwhelmed at all the sensations he’s giving you— the way he utterly loses himself in you. He forces you to bear witness to how you're undoing him.

“You belong to me”, he rasps, voice heavy with love and desire. His eyes never waver from yours.

You make a choked noise of confusion, hardly able to process anything over your approaching orgasm.

“Say it", he groans, urgently, "say you're mine!"

“I’m yours!” You gasp. 

At that, Kai's hands tighten around yours, knuckles white as his hips stutter against yours. A few erratic thrusts and he deposits his cum deep into your pussy with a loud, broken grunt. His whole body shudders against you, eyes shut tight and face buried in your neck. Your own orgasm hits you like a tsunami, wave after wave pulling you under, drowning you in his love, in his obsession. “Fuck”, he moans at how you tremble beneath him, and the way your pussy clenches around his dick, milking him dry.

He collapses against you, and the two of you stay like that for what feels like an eternity. Quiet, except for the sounds of panting, as you both try to catch your breath. Even once you’ve calmed down, you stay fixed in place, both stunned and anchored in the moment, not wanting to face what just happened as the haze starts to lift.

The minutes stretch, and you finally feel him shift against you, slowly, almost reluctantly. His hair, damp with sweat, skims your neck and jaw as his face comes up to look at yours. “You alright, bub?” he asks gently, his voice a contrast to the intense desperation it held just minutes ago. The second his eyes meet yours, heat sparks under your skin, and you clench around him involuntarily. His eyes flutter at the feeling, momentarily caught off guard. When he meets your eyes again your blushing and biting your lip, suddenly shy and embarrassed. God, you just had him all to yourself, don’t you have any self control?, you mentally scold yourself. Maybe you’re just as badly obsessed as your husband.

Kai sees the wheels churning in your pretty little head and chuckles at your cuteness. “Only you could be so shy and cute after such intense sex…” He plants a kiss on your lips, lingering a bit, before pulling away and repeating, “But seriously, bub, you alright? I wasn’t too much? ‘Cuz I know I kinda went a little crazy there…”

“I mean, i-it was a bit too much”, you mumble, “b-but I liked it!”

He huffs, grinning at his adorable wife, heart swelling with pride and cockiness, and a little something else too…but he quickly gets rid of the thought. You’ve had enough for today. He slowly drags his dick out of your soaked pussy, hissing at the feeling. After tucking himself back into his jeans he picks you up bridal style, taking you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up, murmuring softly about how well you did, and how good you are to him. 

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Taglist: @beomgyusluver

[dr-solomon]

blood in the water, everyone wants her

game synopsis: While dirty truth questions are answered on the table, reader gives a head to a random person under the table. If the person can be guessed by one of the others, the guesser receives $50 from him. If he cannot be guessed until cum, everyone gives him $100.

w: ot5 × f!reader, pretty much blow job, dirty talk, i mean DIRTY talk, alcohol, dollism, ambitious boys, bad boys, sweet boys, orgasms - can't orgasms, cum eating, different tastes, dirt dirt dirt

The red stars of the small home bar flow to create a burgundy pool under the table. The last thing you see before you fall to your knees is how late it is. And as you crawl, you wonder if there are five other boys in the world right now who have their zippers down at the same time.

It's a fact that somehow you enjoy this madness.

“Uh... What's a sex position that you've never tried that you're curious about?” Beomgyu grimaces as he flips through the pink magazine in his hand, reading indecisively.

“Kama sutra, bitch.” Yeonjun leans his head back. “Isn't there something more original?”

Beomgyu frowns as his eyes continue to wander through the questions.

“Gentlemen, there's a girl here.”

Soobin might be the most serious person at the table. “We're not going to talk about the fantasies you have while jerking off."

And yes, he was the one who gave you a long speech before you went under the table. He told you that you could leave whenever you wanted, that you could end the game whenever you wanted, that you could start whenever you wanted and end whenever you wanted, and tons of other things to make you feel comfortable while tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. He didn't expect you to agree to do that, and he probably didn't expect to feel you between his legs now.

“Where's the riskiest place you've done it?”

The question creates a small silence at first.

Soobin slowly crosses his arms over his chest and takes a deep breath as you take his already semi-erect cock in your hand.

“I am a trustworthy man.” he speaks, just before feeling your hot mouth.

Everyone must be looking dangerously into each other's eyes because they are not normally this quiet.

Your hands are on your lap, just the tip of Soobin's cock can fill your mouth nicely. Your teeth rest softly against Soobin's thick warm skin, you move your head a little and fill your mouth a little more.

“I don't know, family house?” Kai mumbles and a few seconds later everyone stops for a second as a wet sound comes from under the table.

You stop too when you remember that you have to be careful not to make a sound.

Yeonjun smirks, the fact that you're working quietly somewhere under the table is sweet to him.

“Office bathroom.”

And the third response is his.

“You must have a great story.” Taehyun comments.

“Yeah, the story of me not being a trustworthy man.”

Soobin doesn't even roll his eyes at this, no, he doesn't think he can do anything as your tongue grazes his tip and starts sucking again on the area you have wetted. You put your hands on his knees and you feel that he might even be holding his breath.

The sounds aren't if the best quality down there, but you can hear Soobin interrupting a sharp moan under his breath and swallowing.

You don't even need to touch his abs to feel how tight they are. He hasn't moved from his position since you started and his arms keep getting tighter and tighter across his chest.

Especially now when you start moving your head up and down.

He is not interested in any of the games going on over the table, his hips moving an inch or so where he sits and then stopping himself. There is no emotion in his face, nothing to give him away, but he shouldn't look so dull.

“At the college, in the professor's room.”

Taehyun keeps his eyes on Soobin as he responds.

“Professor's room?” Beomgyu's laughter echoes under the table, joking that he didn't know Taehyun liked old women. And Taehyun is distracted as he explains that he slept with a student, not his professor.

“Choi Soobin.”

But there's one person you left out.

“It's you, the trustworthy man.”

Yeonjun's bright smile is too cheeky as he makes others look at Soobin.

When your mouth stops as per the rules, Soobin takes off his glasses and presses his palm to his face. “Oh, god...” The thick sound coming out of his throat is almost terrifying. Now his body is partly more relaxed by the fact that he has nothing left to hide and it is increasing the intensity of his precum, but you can't touch him anymore. That must be why he tries not to look at your glossy lips.

Yeonjun chuckles at the money thrown in front of him with a perfect curse. “You're welcome.”

Not everyone knows how they found themselves in this game in the first place, but now things start to get fun.

You crawl in that direction as Beomgyu looks under the table, “Hey, love.” his hand touching your chin. “You might want to get some rest after Soobin.”

He means Soobin's big dick, but he doesn't seem to be thinking about it as he keeps his eyes on the dirty image of your mouth until the last word. Because it might be the hottest situation and image he's ever seen.

“I'm fine.”

There are a few murmurs around the table as your breathing is a little ragged and your voice now sounds sweeter than ever.

“Yeah?” Beomgyu smiles, the fact that you will soon be crawling to eat a new dick makes him bite his lip. “Okay.”

Yeonjun presses his lips together as he feels you crawl between his legs. You can see his hand curl into a fist on his knee for a second. But you're sure his face looks relaxed as he slowly spreads his legs a little further apart. You both know that if you weren't in this stupid game he'd want to press his cock against your lips.

“Next question?” Beomgyu's voice sounds thicker under the table.

“I'll ask.”

You pause at Yeonjun's unexpected response, but he seems quite confident as he gestures with his index finger for you to come closer and get to work.

As the stupid magazine is shoved next to his money, you put your hands on his knees and wrap your lips around the tip of his cock.

“Have you ever filmed a sex tape?”

There's something in his voice but you're not sure if the others will notice it. He must have already dispelled their suspicions when he took it upon himself to ask the question.

You can feel his legs contracting under your hands as your tongue plays with his tip like a cat.

“Come on.” It's clear that the harder you go, the more he's trying to talk to them. But it's also clear that he wants to focus on your mouth.

“I did.”

Kai joins Beomgyu's laughter as Soobin is the first to confess. As your mouth slowly takes every inch of him, you feel Yeonjun hiding a low moan behind the laughter. You swirl your tongue around him nicely and press it against his hardness.

“He's a perv, isn't he?”

Taehyun speaks looking directly at Yeonjun. You can see that his hand is balled into a fist again, because he knows that if it wasn't for Beomgyu, he would have been the one to expose Soobin just now.

You lift your head a little and start sucking on the tip again and this time you can taste the slightly salty flavor.

“I knew you were up to some shit with that mirror on your ceiling.” Yeonjun laughs looking at Soobin and starts to sweat a little as he puts his hands on the table, but he's determined to manage the conversation well.

His cock slides wetly between your lips, hardening with every movement of your head.

“I like to watch.” Soobin shrugs and says something about how he likes hes partner to be reactive, but you can't hear more than half of it. Because Yeonjun puts one foot between your legs and makes you sit on the thick leather of his shoe.

“Yeah,” Taehyun agrees with Soobin and all eyes turn to him. “I've done it a couple times myself, and I let them when they want to film it.”

“What? It's not just me? Gyu?” Kai says with a laugh, but anyone could swear Beomgyu has a collection already.

Yeonjun moves his foot a little in the following minutes as you lift your skirt up and start bobbing your head up and down. It's crazy how the thin fabric of your panties is the only sticky barrier between the two of you.

His liquid traces a hot path over your lower lip and down to your chin. He wants to burn the image of yourself fucking your mouth with his cock into his brain, he wants to look down there.

The feeling is too cruel.

So is this game.

“Yeonjun.”

So is Taehyun.

“It's you.”

“Fuck-” Yeonjun curses under his breath and immediately lowers his head to look at you, fuck the fact that he lost.

Rules.

His cock slips between your lips and slams into his stomach, and his eyebrows furrow with intense sensation. “Fuck, fuck...”

“You son of a bitch!” you hear Beomgyu laugh, talking something about his acting in the first place.

Yeonjun, not caring about anything, touches your chin with his index finger and follows the path of his liquid, bringing it back to your mouth. From below, you look into his eyes, open your mouth for his finger and he hisses as your tongue eagerly accepts it.

“Hey, hey...” But when Soobin grabs Yeonjun's wrist and stops him, he throws his head back. He swears some more. He's a little sweaty and there's a slight pinkness to his cheeks.

Then Soobin gently brushes your hair back as Yeonjun pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

The realization that you are about to make Yeonjun come, makes Kai lean over the table and look into your mouth... Under his dark eyes, Soobin asks you if you're going to stop, but no.

No, not yet...

Because Taehyun looked too hot when he hunted Yeonjun down and took his money.

Under the table, back in your half-dark world, the last thing you see is Taehyun bringing his beer to his lips.

The third time you agree to give head almost non-stop, like a warm sweet wind flowing from your body into the boys' bodies.

Something that will make each one of them want to take a personal care in you. The urge to keep you to themselves to let you know what a sweet slut you are.

The excitement that Yeonjun can give to your stomach just by touching your pussy reaches its highest level when you comes between Taehyun's legs.

He is full of surprises. He can make you feel both nervous and safe at the same time. The fact that he takes the game seriously from the start and is good at challenging whispers to you that you are moving on to perhaps the first person you will truly taste tonight.

When Taehyun doesn't even move his legs, as if he had already guessed that you were coming to him, a small smile forms on your lips that you don't know how it got there.

Your hands settle on Taehyun's thighs and slowly make a fist there, breathing deeply through your nose as you take him into your mouth.

“What is your favorite thing to do in foreplay?” Kai asks, looking into Beomgyu and Taehyun's eyes longer than anyone else. “I like to get a sloppy head.” leans back, giving his answer immediately after his question so he can get observant.

“Fingering.” You can hear how Yeonjun's voice changes after taking a blow job, sipping his drink like water.

“Fingering.” Taehyun repeats and one of his fingers crawls into your little fist. You open your mouth a little wider and move upwards from his tip, his thighs trembling for a second. He's relaxed, probably because only you can hear his breathing.

“Hand job?” Soobin pushes his glasses up his nose. “While kissing and stuff.” He looks like he's still mulling over the question. “Mutual touching is good too. I like eye contact.”

Taehyun's hardness goes further, brushing against your palate, using your head at a slow but intense pace. He sighs when you palm the part you can't take. You want him to trace lazy circles with his fingers on your pink cheeks as he whispers how good you feel.

Instead, your hands occasionally rub and resist holding each other.

“You can't say sixty-nine.” Kai speaks before Beomgyu has said anything and makes him laugh. You are impressed that Taehyun is not worried about the conversation.

Where the boys are ambitious, he is too relaxed.

And that must be his secret.

“Basically any position where he can eat the girl?” Yeonjun adds and Beomgyu gives one of those smiles where he bites his lower lip. “I can do it in any condition.” He says with a shrug. “I like boobs too.”

“Boobs, definitely.”

Soobin remembers that he can talk about how much he loves boobs and you start to jerk Taehyun's cock off into your mouth. His patience so far is really impressive but he wants to gently take your hand off his cock and wants to roll his hips into your mouth.

You stop the wet pace of moving your head by wrapping your lips around his tip and your hand starts working faster around his length.

Your tongue sways and swirls on his tip. The sharp breath he exhales must be quite hot. He bites the tip of his tongue and you see his hand tremble slightly as he rubs his palm against his pants.

The boob talk manages to keep the table occupied and you can feel Taehyun is close.

The excitement is almost dizzying.

You pull back to take a deep breath and his liquid drips a little on you and a little on the floor. When you take it in your mouth again, you go harder this time and now you let him drip into your mouth.

Taehyun slowly rests his elbows on the table, finally opening his mouth so as not to draw attention to himself before the chopping wave that is about to come over his stomach.

And the sound hits you first because you are closest to it.

It really hits you.

There's nothing wrong with his voice, nothing that you think is noticeable, and the thickness of his voice makes you press your knees together.

It's like he's telling you how well he could fuck your face if he wasn't in this game.

The hot breath escaping his lips after only half a minute doesn't matter anymore because Taehyun is the first one to cum in your mouth in the third round.

“Ah...” lays his head between his arms on the table, attracts all eyes.

“No.” Kai's eyes widen. “How-”

You swallow, but the hot liquid has already flowed past your chin and into the thin skin of your neck. Close your eyes and gasp with him as the taste of Taehyun remains on your tongue, numbing your whole body.

Everyone is baffled because no one thought there could be a winner in this game, but Yeonjun and Soobin certainly praise your little pink mouth as they profanely remark that it's a miracle Taehyun was able to keep quiet.

The arrogance of victory should have just been shining in his eyes, but Taehyun is quite gentle as he leans toward you. “Oh, pretty.” whispering as he finds your hands. Yeonjun watches as he presses his fist over his smirk.

“Pretty baby.” he takes you by the hands and sits you on his lap. Since he won, he can keep touching you, right? What a sweet prize.

There you are, sitting panting on one of Taehyun's thighs, too beautiful and wet.

And then there are the heads that rise eagerly to see you fall apart.

He's still breathing heavily from your intense moments and brushes his hair back a few times. His hand rests pleasantly on your waist.

The first $100 pushed in front of you tells you to turn your head to the right, Kai looks you in the eye the whole time he hands it over. Like if you ask for your wallet, he'll give it to you without a second thought. As if inviting you to sit between his legs for the last time.

Taehyun picks up two of the small hairpins which you left on the table in one of the more normal and innocent moments of the night.

“I wonder...” Yeonjun murmurs, drawing your attention to him, scratching his chin slowly. “What's your favorite position?”

His voice is deep, sounds a little sick with unfinished blowjob, but very sober.

And he takes your breath away by making everyone stop and look curiously into your eyes, as if they were waiting for him to ask this question. “I-”

Your cheeks are literally burning and your voice sounds worse than you expected.

When Taehyun's hands are in your hair, you squirm a little in his embrace. “I like... riding.”

They can't take your eyes off you, you often think that you are 'in danger.'

“Oh,” Beomgyu licks his lips as he leans a little on the table. “So, like some bounce, some praise, some grasping... Huh?”

The way he speaks is quite playful as he tilts his head left and right in sync with the words, and he's already accomplishing his goal, giving your lower body a new wave of warmth. You nod in agreement and he looks at your glowing mouth as his smile widens.

“Fuck, she's so sweet.” Yeonjun says, giggles.

They watch Taehyun's careful fingers comb through your soft hair and gently insert your hairpins.

Now your hair can no longer hide your face and there's some people who's happy about it.

You don't think anyone has noticed Kai's hazy eyes. All the intense eye contact you've been making with him all along is just a little secret between you two.

He wants to taste a little of this, but the possibilities have diminished.

Him or Beomgyu.

“Do you like loud or silent people in bed?”

And Beomgyu asks, looking into Kai's eyes when he can't feel you between his legs.

Your lower lip slips from Kai's vein, you start by wetting his cock, which is hard enough. He's already just said that he likes getting a sloppy head, and he believes that Beomgyu should keep his mouth shut a little while he takes just that.

“I guess it depends on time.” Soobin answers as thoughtfully as ever.

As the taste of Kai's precum covers your tongue, you open your mouth a little wider and place your hands on his inner thighs. The chair moves slightly, his thighs are too tense. He fidgets in his seat as if he wants to put you there after he cums in your mouth.

“Isn't silence a bit romantic?” Taehyun says, running a hand through slightly sweaty locks of his hair.

And Beomgyu shrugs. “Should they lie face down and be quiet?”

He draws attention to himself with his thick voice.

“Or close their pretty mouth and listen to you?”

He runs his eyes over everyone at the table as he tries a spicier way of asking about loud and silence.

You place your knees further between Kai's legs and the tip of his cock rests carefully against your throat. You keep sucking him like that to avoid making any gagging sounds. Kai starts to bounce his right knee. You are a little relieved to know that he is not usually noisy, but the low moan you just heard was absolutely heavenly.

Yeonjun combs his hair back. “Keep their pretty mouth open and listen to me?" answers and grins at the awkward look between Beomgyu and Kai.

“Okay, the awful dirty talkers are making themselves known.�� Soobin grimaces, but you can hear in his voice that he's grinning too.

When you decide you've warmed him up enough, you slide Kai's head slightly towards your throat and his mouth opens. Despite the wolves around the table, he nonchalantly puts his hand on his thigh and you are a little nonchalant yourself as you hold his hand with need.

You try to swallow and when that increases the pressure around his cock for a second he squeezes your hand lightly. His hand is warm and sweaty, intertwining your fingers.

“Kai, what about you?”

You hear Beomgyu's voice.

It is deep. Almost insinuating.

You squeeze Kai's fingers nervously. It takes you a few seconds to realize that no one gives a fuck about the game anymore.

Kai doesn't hesitate to make wild eye contact with Beomgyu. When he lets go of your hand with everyone's eyes on him, your mouth stops in surprise.

"Loud."

He whispers sharply before pushing the table a little away.

A droplet from your mouth cools on your chin, your heart beats aggressively as if trapped in your chest.

Kai's fingers comb your hair back gently. First you look at his pink mouth and then at his eyes.

“You need to open your mouth more, pretty thing."

You don't know what time it is. You're not used to it being quiet here. Either one of the little bulbs of the led lamp is blinking or alcohol or...

Your knees, pressed hard together, relax at Beomgyu's touch. You're both kneeling in front of Kai and he strokes the back of your head, push your hair back for Beomgyu and pulls his hips back a little to let you breathe.

Beomgyu's warm mouth rests against the thin skin of your neck, you moan when he presses his tongue there. With Kai's tip resting on your palate, every sound you make sounds hotter than the last.

Beomgyu's one hand follows your thigh, remembering only that you haven't taken his cock in your mouth. “You don't like me?” asks quietly.

Something is wrong with his voice but you are already being manipulated. “I'm-”

“Ssh.” He grabs your chin and lifts it towards Kai and you wrap your lips around his cock.

Beomgyu leans into your neck again, the small smirk on his lips still there as his hand goes under your sticky panties. The tip of his middle finger presses against your clit as Kai starts to slowly roll his hips towards your mouth.

As soon as Beomgyu gets you to sit on his lap, he starts rolling your clit in a delicious rhythm.

“Ah-” your face rises up with a sweet moan.

You see three other shadows falling over you next to the man you gave a blowjob to and the one fingering you.

Hands in pockets, eyes dark.

It's hard to tell if you've fallen into a dream or a trap.

you were hot, stay with us 🎩!

©dr-solomon

[astrasng]

touchstarved txt ౨ৎ

→ summary: every human being needs someones touch.

→ warning: mainly fluff, little cursing.

→ a/n: this is the first post of my valentines week special. so, happy valentines week to everyone ♡ make sure to treat yourself to something delicious and stay hydrated! ♡

here's the masterlist to the event ^^

enjoy!♡

──── ⋆˚࿔ soobin

soobin who doesn't remember the last time someone touched him like this. not because they had to, (because of fitting or anything relatable to his work) but because they wanted to out of love. the feeling of someone's love with a simple touch almost makes him cry out, melting into your touch the first time you hold him. his whole body going slack against yours as he lets himself relax in your arms. he furrows his eyebrows slightly when he feels you swiping your fingers through his hair, only saying a small please continue as he snuggles into your neck more feeling your warm soft touch. "no one ever held me like this before"

──── ⋆˚࿔ yeonjun

when he started his idol career, he didn't think he'd find true love. always focusing on his dreams, on his members and family. love wasn't the first thing on his mind, but when you came into the picture everything changed. he craved for your attention of every hour of the day,texting you constantly to know you are doing fine and happy. somewhere in his mind and heart, it calmed him to know you are safe. when his schedule let him, he spent every time of his with you, always having an arm around you or his hands caressing yours in his palm. yeonjun usually carefully chooses the people he lets in his personal space, and you are one of them. it was rare to see him act so boldly or affectionate in public, but whenever you feel his hands swiping the hair out of your face of fixing something on your dress always makes you blush uncontrollably. you often think he just put an arm around me and my knees are already giving out i'm so pathetic but in all truthness this is your boyfriend's little game. "i just wanted to see you crave my touch as bad as i do with yours."

──── ⋆˚࿔ beomgyu

he spends almost every free time of his hovering around you. not stalker like, but rather like a curious friend. because he is your friend, and it nearly kills him. he wants you to notice him, to give him a fucking chance, and when you do he basically disappears for days. showing up with a smile days after,saying that he was preparing for your first date and when you see what he has been doing you feel guilt building up on you for not dating him sooner. beomgyu craves your love and touch like its a drug, finding every excuse to touch you. either pulling out a chair for you and touch the base of your back slightly to secure you sit down safely, or teasingly pulling on your hair whenever he has the chance. if he's really down bad for you, he even pulls your hand into his lap and examines your lifeline. "this definately says I'll be in your life for forever"

──── ⋆˚࿔ taehyun

taehyun mostly looks forward to nights.he knows you are home waiting for him, already done with work and busying yourself until he's done at the company. his heart beats the closer he gets to his apartment, because he already knows what is going to go down. he practically feels your hug already, your arms wrapped around him to pull him further into your shared home. he loves cuddling with you on the couch or on your bed, his face smushed against your chest to slowly lulling him into a deep sleep. his heart gives up mid-day when he suddenly remembers how you feel in his arms, wanting nothing more but to go home sooner and be with you. it's like his body psysically craves for you, melting into you the minute his body hits the bed yet again after a long day. there are nights when you have to wait for him so long that you eventually fall asleep, but taehyun always wraps his arms around you to feel like he's home again. "I'm home baby" he then murmurs like you can hear him in your sleep.

──── ⋆˚࿔ hueningkai

kai,someone who always puts his focus on his work suddenly gets annoyed when his balance is wavered. to the point he can't even go to practice without thinking of you, your face suddenly appearing in his mind in the middle of rehearsals. touchstarved kai, who thinks he can get you out of his mind if he works out enough, but this isn't the case. because the minute he sees you again he has to have your hands on him, missing your touch and the way you melt into his body when hugging him. he's just so madly in love. "i needed to remember how your hug feels like" says in a whisper as you basically feel him crush your bones.

important!: this is pure fiction, the act in this story is by my imagination and not based off true events. please do not copy the work.

[cbeargyu]

prophecy ﹢﹑ ⊹ ﹒ [smut]

summary: wow, you love your dedicated, sweet husband — a man who grills like a god, folds laundry like a pro, and kisses you like he’s still trying to win you over. but once upon a time? he was your worst enemy. sharp words, rolled eyes, and a rivalry that made high school unbearable… until one prophecy, one kiss, and one chaotic love story changed everything.

pairing: husband!taehyun x fem!reader

genre: enemies to lovers, slow burn, fluff, smut, domestic/family life, hint of magical realism.

warnings: explicit sexual content (18+), strong language, mentions of pregnancy and parenthood, soft angst, suggestive humor, implied prophecy/magic, fluff overload.

wc: 3555

notes: hi everyone! i’ve been having a lot of recurring thoughts about dad!tae lately 👀 i truly believe that devoted husband, multitasking good father taehyun is a headcanon, and i love himmm. i hope you enjoy the story! 💛

PRESENT.

you and the girls are settled in deep garden chairs overlooking the lake, legs tucked under light blankets, iced teas sweating in your hands. it’s one of those rare, golden moments — where the breeze is gentle, the laughter is low, and the chaos feels like home.

taehyun is at the barbecue, of course, wearing that stupidly tight apron that says “dad’s the #1 bbq king”, flipping ribs like a damn pro, forearms glistening in the sun, jaw flexing as he tastes marinade off his thumb. beomgyu stands beside him, supposedly helping, though he’s clearly more interested in sneaking bites than actually grilling.

a few meters away, yeonjun is on the grass with seori and dawon, arms wide, pretending to be a dinosaur while the kids scream with laughter. soobin is up on the patio, changing baby yoonjae with the seasoned skill of a dad of two, and huening kai just pulled into the driveway, arms full of snacks and extra diapers — ever the reliable uncle.

you glance at your kids: seori and seojeong, your five-year-old twins, are building a rock castle near the water, arguing over who’s king; little jeongwoo is chewing on a toy car in chaemin’s lap. nuri, soobin and naara’s daughter, is sharing bubbles with chaeyoung, yeonjun’s two-year-old girl. it’s loud, messy, perfect. the rest of the guys are setting up the picnic tables as their wives laugh softly nearby, glowing in the late afternoon sun.

you look at the same girls who were with you the night everything changed — outside that witch’s shop, giggling and skeptical.

“sometimes I still can’t believe we’re all moms now,” naara sighs.

“well,” Hana laughs, “not all. kai and i are still happily child-free, thank you very much.”

“but not forever, right?” jiyoon teases, hand resting on her pregnant belly, six months along.

“maybe. eventually,” Hana shrugs. “when we’re not still pretending we’re twenties”

everyone laughs.

“i mean,” chaemin grins, “y/n was the first. married first. kids first. like the prophecy said.”

you roll your eyes, but your stomach still flips. that prophecy. that stupid night. that damn witch. and yet — here you are. married to taehyun. three kids. just like she said.

you glance at him now, just as he licks a bit of sauce off his finger, slow and deliberate, his eyes locked on yours from across the garden.

the fucker knows exactly what he’s doing.

you swallow hard.

“what?” he smirks, “you want a taste, baby?”

you arch a brow, arms crossed. “i’m good. i already had you for breakfast.”

he chokes on a laugh, turning back to the grill, but not before tossing a wink over his shoulder. “round two later. when the kids are asleep.”

you roll your eyes, heart fluttering anyway.

you sit down on the edge of the porch, letting the sun kiss your face.

and just like that, the memory hits.

FLASHBACK.

you remember it vividly — that summer night years ago, stumbling out of karaoke with your friends, still giggling about hana’s terrible high notes and the way naara kept butchering the lyrics. the street was buzzing, the kind of neon-washed chaos that made everything feel a little magical.

then you saw it.

that crooked little alleyway lit by flickering candles, lined with strange shops selling crystals, talismans, jars of dried things you didn’t want to identify. and right at the center — the one with the purple curtains and the wooden sign that read “destiny & darkness: magic for the brave.”

“let’s go,” chaemin had dared, already pulling you by the hand.

the woman inside looked like she’d stepped out of a fairytale — silver hair, too many rings, eyes that felt like they could see through timelines. she said she could read your futures together. and laughing, tipsy, you all agreed.

one by one, she gave vague clues to the others. but when it was your turn, she looked serious.

“you,” she murmured, taking your hand, “will be the first. first to marry. first to bear life. your fire matches his.”

you blinked. “his?”

“the boy with the sharp tongue and the hurt behind his eyes. he hides desire with cruelty. but he is yours. three children. you’ll know him when the truth hits.”

the others were already laughing. “taehyun?” naara joked, “no way. he called y/n ugly last week.”

“what the actual fuc—”

“language,” the woman snapped. “you’ll be a mother.”

you’d scoffed. you hated that cocky, smug, insufferable basketball player.

you hadn't spoken to him since that day. since he'd leaned in with that cocky smirk, expecting you'd melt like the rest of them, and when you didn’t, when you raised a brow and told him to try harder, he blinked—just once—and spat out:

“tch. you’re prettier from far away.”

you’d laughed in his face, the most venomous, biting laugh you could muster. the kind that echoed in his ears long after you walked away.

so no, you hadn't spoken since.

not until now.

it seemed like he was determined to get close to you at any cost. the first move came when he used a flimsy excuse to return your chemistry notebook, which you had purposely left on your desk. you had planned to grab it in the morning, knowing you’d need it for class first thing.

the hallway smelled like cheap disinfectant and teenage sweat. nothing unusual. but something in the air felt different. subtle. tense.

ever since that night at the karaoke bar, since the damn witch, your friends looked at you like you had property of kang taehyun tattooed across your forehead. and worse—he looked at you the same way.

now he watched you like he'd figured something out. like he knew a secret you didn’t.

you hated it.

you hated him for making you doubt everything.

you were at your locker, pulling out your books, when his voice landed behind you.

“you left this in chemistry.”

you turned. And there he was. the bastard. holding your notebook like it was breakable.

“thanks,” you muttered, flat, avoiding his gaze.

“you shouldn’t be more honest?”

your head snapped up. you met his eyes. the loosened tie, the half-buttoned shirt, that stupid unruly hair falling into his lashes. goddamn him.

“oh, thank you so much, kang taehyun,” you drawled. “you’ve saved me from failing chemistry. however can i repay you?”

he smiled.

not like before. not like the boy who laughed at everything. this one was softer. quieter. more dangerous.

“i accept offerings in snacks. or praise. preferably both. but i’ll settle for you not pretending you hate me.” the second act occurred a week later, it was after practice, a late afternoon when the gym smelled like sweat and wood polish and the sky outside was melting into peach and violet. you were there to pick up your friend’s forgotten phone, not to run into him.

but of course, there he was. shirt half off, hair damp, alone. the others had left. he must’ve stayed behind to shoot.

you told yourself to ignore him. walk in, grab the phone, leave. simple. clean. civil.

except your damn eyes betrayed you.

you glanced.

and he caught it.

his smirk was lazy as he wiped the sweat from his jaw with his shirt. “you stalking me now?”

you rolled your eyes. “yeah. i came here just to bask in your body odor.”

he chuckled low, dribbling the ball lazily as he looked at you through his lashes. "still got that sharp mouth, huh?”

you stepped closer to the bleachers. “still got that inflated ego, huh?”

silence stretched between you, not awkward, but loaded. his dribble slowed.

then he said, quieter than you expected, “what i said that day… was a dick move.”

you blinked. his tone didn’t match the taehyun you knew — didn’t drip with arrogance, or sarcasm. it was raw, almost shy.

“…yeah,” you muttered, folding your arms. “it was.”

“i thought being an asshole was easier than—”

he stopped himself. his fingers tightened around the ball. you waited.

“than what?” you pushed, stepping off the last bleacher.

his eyes flicked up to meet yours, dark and unreadable. “than actually wanting to get to know you.”

that caught you off guard. completely. and you hated that it did. hated the way your chest fluttered, hated the way his voice didn’t sound rehearsed or smooth, just… honest.

“why would you want that?” you asked, narrowing your eyes.

he took a slow step forward. “because you didn’t fall for my shit. That pissed me off. and then it interested me. and now… i don’t know. you live in my head.”

you snorted. “that’s sad.”

“i know,” he said, smiling.

you should’ve left then. should’ve walked away like you had last time.

but you didn’t.

instead, you stood there in the low light of the empty gym, heart racing, while he bounced the ball once, then let it roll.

“wanna shoot?” he asked, nodding toward the hoop.

“…i suck.”

“i’ll teach you.”

you hesitated.

then stepped onto the court.

then, the climax of the third act also arrived.

it was the end of english class when they called for the dictionaries to be returned. the library was quiet, the usual buzz of chatter replaced by the soft shuffle of pages and the sound of students neatly lining up their books. you walked over to the shelves, pulling the heavy dictionary from your bag, the weight of it making your fingers brush against the spines of other books. you weren’t paying attention to anything in particular—until you felt him.

taehyun appeared beside you, too close for comfort. his usual smirk was missing, replaced by something else, something quieter. he didn’t say anything at first, just watched as you placed the book on the shelf. the air between you felt heavier, charged. his presence was overwhelming, the scent of his cologne mixing with the musty smell of old pages.

“you know,” he said, his voice low and just for you, “i’m starting to think you really do enjoy ignoring me.”

you didn’t look at him, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. but then, his hand brushed lightly against yours, a casual touch that sent an unexpected jolt of warmth through your body. you froze, feeling the pull between you both, the moment hanging in the balance. you didn’t want to acknowledge it, but you couldn’t ignore it either.

before you could move away, he stepped closer, his chest almost touching your back. his breath fanned across the nape of your neck as his lips grazed the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

“you know what i’ve been thinking?” his voice was almost a whisper now, the words teasing and close enough to make you tense. “maybe you don’t hate me after all.”

you swallowed, the tension thick in the air, and tried to step back, but his hand moved, resting just above your waist, guiding you back towards him. you could feel the heat of his body, the press of his chest against your back, and the way his lips hovered near your skin.

and then, as if it had all been building up in silence, his lips touched the side of your neck, a fleeting, hot kiss that made your heart race. he pulled back quickly, just enough to look at you, his expression unreadable.

"guess that answers my question," he murmured, his voice rough with amusement.

your breath caught in your throat. for a moment, it was as if time stopped. his teasing smile was back, but there was something in his eyes—something deeper. you were too close. everything was too close.

you turned to face him, your back now against the bookshelf, heart thudding in your chest. he was watching you—waiting, maybe even testing you. and maybe you should’ve walked away. maybe you should’ve said something scathing and left him there with his smug little smirk and sinful mouth.

but you didn’t.

instead, you tilted your chin, eyes locked on his.

“i think i have my answer too,” you whispered.

and then you kissed him.

you were the one who did it. you reached up, grabbed a fistful of his collar and dragged him down to you, your lips crashing into his with more hunger than you'd admit to anyone. your fingers curled into the soft fabric behind his neck, anchoring yourself, like you’d waited too long and couldn't wait any longer.

for a second, taehyun didn’t move. he froze, like his brain had short-circuited. then his hands found your waist—strong, warm, his—and he kissed you back like he’d been holding himself back for years. his mouth moved over yours, desperate and deep, and he pulled you against him until there wasn’t a breath of space left between your bodies. the bookshelf behind you rattled quietly as you leaned into it, not caring if the world burned around you.

and then it was over.

just like that.

you both pulled apart, lips tingling, breathing fast, eyes wide. no words. no promises. just that look—like you both knew something irreversible had just happened.

everything after that moved fast.

you started dating. somewhere between library makeouts and late-night texts that lasted until sunrise, the bickering faded and the heat stayed. then came the wedding. then came the kids. now there were sticky fingers on glass doors and toys buried in the garden, soft lullabies and sleepless nights, the scent of barbecues and baby powder and love that felt like home.

you never questioned your feelings. you loved your husband—loved him—with every bone in your body. but remembering how it all started… in the shadows of dusty shelves, hearts racing, breath stolen between whispers…

it was strange.

strange—but the kind of strange that makes a love story unforgettable.

PRESENT.

funny how things turn out. you started off hating each other—really hating each other. petty insults, eye rolls, tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. and now? now you were married, sharing a mortgage, three beautiful kids, and a calendar full of playdates and parent-teacher meetings. Ironic, isn’t it? how the boy who once called you annoying is now the man who kisses your stretch marks and whispers “thank you” after every bedtime story.

the house is finally quiet. the lake outside hums instead of roars, and the soft creak of floorboards is the only sound accompanying the anxious thump in your chest.

the kids are out cold. seori curled around her unicorn plushie. seojeong half-off the bed like always. jeongwoo snuggled in a sleepy little knot in his portable crib. all your babies, safe and dreaming.

and now… your husband.

taehyun’s in the kitchen, shirtless except for that old, stretched-out tee of yours that reads “bad decisions make good stories”. his hair’s a mess. his eyes shine in the low kitchen light, and that goddamn smile’s already waiting for you.

“you should be sleeping, babe,” he murmurs, still drying a plate with a towel like he has all the time in the world.

you lean against the doorway, arms crossed. “can’t sleep. too wired. maybe it’s the leftover sugar from the s’mores.”

“or maybe it’s me.”

you shoot him a look, but he’s already tossing the towel aside, walking toward you like gravity’s pulling him.

“you looked so hot today,” he says into your neck, his voice a hush meant just for you, “watching me grill, biting your lip like that… i swear, i could feel your eyes burning through my damn apron.”

“you did it on purpose,” you mutter, your grin impossible to hold back as his hands slide around your waist.

“of course i did. i always do it on purpose.”

“you’re impossible.”

“and you’re still mine.”

he kisses you. slow at first, like he’s reminding you how it started — that ridiculous flirtation, that first real kiss in the back of the library after weeks of pushing each other’s buttons, the kind of kiss that changed everything. like he still has something to prove.

“taehyun...”

“you think i don’t still get hard every time you say my name like that?” he whispers against your mouth. “you think i forgot how to worship you just because you made me a father?”

your knees go weak. the fire in your chest spreads, low and warm and relentless.

“bedroom. now,” you say, breathless.

taehyun’s grin is all cocky pride and boyish hunger. “god, i love when you get bossy.”

“and i love when you shut up and fuck me.”

he chuckles, deep and low, then lifts you like it’s nothing, carrying you through the house without breaking the kiss. your legs wrap around him, fingers buried in his hair. and even after all this time, even after the kids and the chaos and the late-night feedings, that fire — the one the witch predicted — still burns.

and you have no intention of putting it out.

he kicks the door shut with his foot, never taking his mouth off yours. the room’s dim, the only light coming from the sliver of moon sneaking through the curtains, painting his skin silver. you gasp when your back hits the mattress, the cool sheets a sharp contrast to the heat rolling off his body.

taehyun hovers over you, eyes dark, chest rising and falling. he looks at you like he’s starving — and you know it’s not just lust. it’s you.

“god, look at you,” he mutters, dragging his fingers up your thigh, slow and reverent. “how the hell did I get this lucky?”

you laugh, breathless. “maybe it was the witch.”

he smirks, teeth flashing. “remind me to send her a fruit basket.”

you yank him down by the collar of your shirt now stretched over his torso. “just remind me why i married you.”

taehyun’s mouth crashes into yours, hot and needy, his kiss all tongue and teeth and promise. his hands are everywhere — cupping your breasts through your shirt, sliding under the hem to feel skin, gripping your hips like he wants to memorize the shape of you.

“you drive me insane,” he breathes into your neck, sucking a mark just beneath your jaw. “you’ve always driven me insane.”

“good,” you whisper, arching into him, your fingers slipping under his waistband. “then it’s mutual.”

clothes are tossed blindly — your shorts hit the lamp, his boxers land half on the nightstand — until it’s just skin against skin. his body presses into yours like he belongs there, like you were carved to fit together. and in a way, maybe you were.

he sinks between your legs, groaning low when he feels how ready you are for him. but he doesn’t rush. no, taehyun’s never rushed you — he savors, teases, worships.

“you think i don’t still fantasize about that first kiss in the library?” he murmurs against your breast, kissing it softly before dragging his tongue in slow circles. “you think i don’t remember the exact sound you made when you grabbed me?”

you whimper, fingers tugging at his hair.

“say it,” he demands, voice thick. “tell me you remember too.”

“i do,” you gasp. “i remember everything.”

his mouth finds yours again, and this time when he pushes inside you, it's slow but deep — a stretch you still crave, even now. your bodies find a rhythm that’s old and new at once, urgent but familiar, desperate but safe.

and when you come, clinging to him, moaning his name like it’s a prayer — he follows right after, burying his face in your neck, whispering “mine” over and over like a sacred chant.

after, you lie there tangled in sheets and sweat and love.

the sun barely begins to filter through the curtains when the soft cries of Jeongwoo echo through the baby monitor. you groan, stretching beneath the still-warm sheets, and feel taehyun shift beside you, arm instinctively reaching for your waist.

“your turn,” you mumble, eyes still closed.

he chuckles sleepily. “we both know i’m going either way.”

you hear him pad out of the room a moment later, humming something low and sweet as he picks up your son. soon, seori’s giggles join the morning chaos, followed by seojeong’s sleepy demands for cereal now. the house fills with life again.

you toss on a robe and follow the noise to the kitchen, where taehyun stands in that same ridiculous t-shirt, hair sticking up in all directions, a baby on one hip and a juice box in his mouth like a cigarette.

he sees you, grins.

and right there, watching your husband juggle toddlers and toast like a pro, your heart aches — in that full, quiet, overwhelming kind of way.

the house stirs quickly after that.

naara appears first, hair a mess, nuri clinging to her leg like a koala. soobin trails behind, already bouncing baby yoonjae in his arms. yeonjun comes in with chaemin, both still in pajamas, laughing about something seori said in her sleep. hana yawns dramatically as she pours herself coffee, and kai steals a pancake right off the skillet with zero shame.

the kitchen turns into controlled chaos—tiny feet pattering on hardwood, spoons clinking, someone yelling about missing socks, someone else cleaning spilled juice. taehyun bumps your hip with his as he flips another pancake, and you pretend to be annoyed, but he knows better.

outside, the lake glimmers in the morning light. another sunny day. another memory in the making.

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txt reactions- when you're foreign

Choi Soobin

He will be so careful around you to not use any harder or native Korean words. Because hwants you to understand him better. He always tries to teach you the places important to know. He puts his number into your phone in emergency section even. He is just so worried to not find you also. He knows you can be so clumsy and he can think you will get lost easily around the street and sometimes He is so worried if he can't see in the crowded places. So he always tries to keep his phone available and full battery.

Choi Yeonjun

This guy will be so protective about you. He knows you are not good at Korean at all so he teached you basics like ordering food and asking for directions. He always speaks English to make you understand his words. He teaches you words with songs and you always hear his singing so it was a blessing for you. He always picks you uo from the places when you are there for first. He is always so gentle with you. He sometimes can be strict about your teachings but he is just trying to make you be familiar to his culture and language. He sometimes told you about his last holidays and you always find them so cute and entertaining. He even think buying you a hanbok but he couldn't find your measures so he gave up.

Choi Beomgyu

He will be protective but also he will make a lot of fun about it. He will use native words and he will speak extra fast to confuse you. Teaching you some f-words and telling they are something good. And you said them to a member. The member will get so mad and they couldn't say something because you seemed so confused and Beomgyu is giggling like crazy so it is so obvious that it is his idea. And he stopped when he saw your face.. big tear drops with the shame on your face when you keave the table. He conforted you and he started teaching Korean everyday with patience. He always be patient about you and motivating you with little gifts like chocolate and chips. Sometimes he makes jokes about your accent but he knows that you are making a good hob to being a place you never been and you are very good at knowing their culture also. He can see that you are trying to make kimchi soup or trying to sing a seollal song even. He is lroud of you. And he always makes you remember the holidays.

Kang Taehyun

He is taking care of you very well. Teaching you the words to use when you are in public and also trying to help you order. You learned some basics. And when you met with strangers, he was helping you to understand them better. You were at the dorm with members. You were trying to cook ttebokki for him but it was so hard for you. You tried and tried not until you heard your boyfriend is giggling at you. You pouted slightly but you guys took care of it together. You made it and ate it with appetite.

And without when he is not around, he is always sure that you are fine and healthy. He will put notes on the fridge about how to talk with older people or being kind over. You were finding it too cute because he was being too nice for you to not struggle in other country with some basics.

Hueningkai

Oh..sweet boy. He always knows how to make you in home. He can sense that you are trying to learn his culture and got familiar with the Korean things and American things at the same time. But he was trying to put effort like you did for him. He searched your culture and he was looking at the foods. He was so shocked with the ingredients sometimes. He rarely think that your culture is so different for him. But he always tried to be so gentle for you. Not react too much with your wrong words to use and always so patient.

He knows how to be in a different country with strangers so he is your rock to keep going on. Helping you with some study and baking you some cookies that you llike. You always appreciate at him for his efforts and you tried to make better for him. He thinks that you are being so cute and he always put some mini toy or things of your house's.

[jooyeonsvape]

— candy kisses

genre; smut

w/c; 1.5k

pairings; student!yeonjun, female!reader

warnings; literally the entire thing. pure smut.

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a/n; i made a soobin angst yesterday and im excited to share this one to you <3 im doing beomgyu soon, so follow for the updates!!

one day you were a simple student, always stayed in line, and got good grades; the next, you were running to the utility room inbetween classes to visit yeonjun.

he was the complete opposite of you which intrigued you even more to him, he had piercings in his ears, with tattoos across his chest and arms but they were covered by his uniform.

you look at the wall clock and tap your foot impatiently which made your friend tap your shoulder from behind. “are you okay?” you just nod and turn your head with a comforting smile, “i just need to use the bathroom, i wish class would end already.”

the teacher tells the class everything he wants you to study for on the next test and you knew in 5 minutes yeonjun would be deep inside of you.

finally, the bell rings and you pull out the lip gloss yeonjun liked you to wear, applying it skillfully on your lips, “i’m going to the bathroom, bye.” you tell your group of friends as they crowd around your desk and leave quickly.

you go at a small jog down the hallway to avoid suspicion from others and look around when you make it to the closet, opening it slowly.

it was dark in the room from the window being covered with boards and you lock the door behind you.

“yeonjun?”

“over here, what took you so long?”

you follow the voice and a lamp turns on so you see the face of yeonjun. he was sculpted by the gods, his body proportions were perfect and he never had a bad hair day.

“i was trying to not get caught.” you smirk at him and sit down on his lap, looking down to show him you weren’t wearing underwear.

he smirks back at you and kisses your lips without saying anything about you going commando. yeonjun moves your hips slowly so you were rubbing against his growing dick and hums, pulling away from the kiss.

“you put on the lip gloss that tastes like candy.” you chuckle and nod, still grinding on him at a slow pace. “and you’re wearing the cologne i like.” his cheeks blush at being caught, “i didn’t put it on for you, i happen to like it as well.”

you roll your eyes and yeonjun bites his lip, giving your ass a slap under the skirt you’re wearing. “i have 20 minutes to do whatever i want with you.” he closes eyes slowly at your grinds and when he gets hard enough, he reaches down, rubbing your clit.

“did you come to school with no underwear for me? you aren’t showing your pussy to anyone else right?” yeonjun growls the last part in your ear while he rubs and you shake your head, “only for you.” he nods gently and slides two fingers inside your cunt.

you yelp loud at the feeling of your tightness being stretched by his long fingers and his free hand slaps across your mouth. “you know we have to be quiet baby girl.”

you nod quickly and whine against his hand as he fastens his pace, but it wasn’t enough. you were dreaming about him all weekend and you needed it rough.

yeonjun chuckles at your impatience when he notices you starting to bounce on his fingers, “needy today huh?” you nod again and he pulls his hand away from your mouth.

“take off your shirt please,” you breathlessly whimper, his tattoos being your biggest turn on and he abides, unbottoning the shirt until it fell off his shoulders.

his muscles flexed when he pulls his fingers out of you and admires the glistening wetness on them, while chuckling, “damn baby girl, you really are needy.” he takes the fingers that were just inside of you and licks them clean, making your pussy clench from the erotic sight.

“i think i just found a new turn on.” you whisper and kiss his mouth hungrily before sliding his dick out of his pants, “mmm, i guess i’m not the only needy one.” you admire his hard cock by jerking it a few times, wanting to see his reaction.

he tilts his head back against the chair and tried to focus on not moaning. you smirk to yourself and align his tip to your lips, dragging it back and forth to get him wet.

he groans lowly and grabbed your hips, pushing his dick deep inside of you. “i can’t wait any longer baby, it was such a long weekend.” you whine in his ear and kiss the skin softly while he thrusts his hips upwards.

yeonjun stopped his movements so he could take off your shirt until you were just left in your skirt and you start bouncing on his dick fast. “such a good girl.” he whispers in a groan, watching as your boobs bounced with your speed.

he leans in and takes your left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud while his hand gripped the other in his big hand. you moan softly and breathe hard from the feeling, “i love when you suck on my titties, thats all i think about during class.”

yeonjun looks up at you through his eyelashes while he still sucks on the nipple and pulls away. “i bet your pussy was soaked the entire day thinking about me huh?” he smirks and you nod with a moan.

he skillfully lifted you up while he was still inside of you and flips you over so your ass was facing him. “god, imagining your wet chair while you thought of my dick makes me want to do disgusting things to you.”

you lay your cheek against the desk he was just sitting at and turn to look at him, “then do it, i’m not scared. you could make me cum just by looking at your face.” you moan quietly and push your ass out so he would go deeper.

yeonjun lifts your skirt without saying anything and gives you a hard slap while pounding into your pussy from behind. “i’m already close, you have the best and worst effect on me.” he chuckles and slaps your ass hard again, making the skin turn red.

you hide your moans by biting on the shirt he just took off of you and squeeze your eyes tight from a mix of pain and pleasure. “harder.” you mumble in the shirt and yeonjun slaps your ass harder then rubs the area with his hand.

“you won’t be able to sit down in class if i do it more baby girl.”

you groan and look back at him again, “i don’t care.”

he slaps the already red skin and continues to pound into your pussy with a groan. “im about to cum,” his mouth hung open when he found his release, his cum shooting deep inside.

just as you were about to cum with him, the door handle starts jiggling and a sound of keys was heard.

yeonjun pulls out of you fast, and hides the both of you under the desk quickly, putting you ontop of him so you could both fit.

you bite your lip when you hear a class president entering the room looking for cleaning products and pray they don’t come to the desk.

yeonjun sighs in your ear when the student starts rummaging through the closet, and cursing to themselves because they couldn’t find it.

the light was turned on so yeonjun had a perfect view of your body he hasn’t seen before and he begins sliding a hand down your stomach. you give him a ‘don’t you dare’ look, but it was too late.

his fingers found your sensitive clit and starts rubbing slowly, making your body jolt. you didn’t trust yourself so you grabbed his other hand and put it over your mouth like before while the student searches.

yeonjun holds you close and rubs faster on your nub, kissing the side of your neck lovingly which made your orgasm approach fast.

you grab his arm and dig your nails in his skin while he wets his fingers, sliding them inbetween your pussy lips again. “rub” he says as low as possible and you obey, rubbing your clit fast while he stuffs his fingers deep inside.

it took less than 30 seconds before you were cumming and the student left the closet. yeonjun stayed in the same position even though the coast was clear and pulls his fingers out slowly while you still rub your sensitive clit.

“that was so fucking hot.” he chuckles and removes his hand from your mouth, then getting out from under the desk. you pant at the pleasure you just had and start getting dressed.

“i can’t wait for 4th period tomorrow now.” you chuckle and kiss his lips hard when he finishes getting dressed as well. “the bell is about to ring, i’m gonna head to class, leave 5 minutes after i do.”

he nods at your set rules and before leaving, you bend down slowly to pick up an earring you purposely dropped. “oops,” you tease while yeonjun focuses on your still wet pussy under your skirt and the red ass he gave you. “nope, we’re skipping next class, get over here now.”

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omg I loved your soobin fic btw! I was wondering can you do ot5 txt being jealous/protective of the reader?

ot5 - jealousy, jealousy

pairing: ot5 x reader (separately)

genre: fluff, bit of smut and angst

synopsis: how the members show jealousy!

warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, smut, anger etc!

a/n: thank you so much for the request!! hope u enjoy!! this isn’t proof read don’t kill me pls!!

yeonjun:

i feel as though yeonjun would show his jealousy in a more whiney manner

like, he wouldn’t outright say anything to you or the person making him jealous in the moment

i imagine you’re also an idol, maybe even in txt and an interviewer makes comments about your appearance and how you’re the most desirable of the group

yeonjun, being ever professional simply smiles and laughs

lingers behind you as you reject the guy once the cameras are off

but after… he’ll come to you like a big baby all like

“he flirted with you right in front of meeeee..!!” he’d whine out with a slight high pitched tone as he tucked his head into your neck

“i rejected him, i only want you jjunie,” you’d reassure

only for him to respond with, “but i was right thereeeee!!! don’t i look boyfriend enough!!!!” and his perfect lips would form a perfect pout and you couldn’t resist but to kiss his sad face away :(

that would most likely lead to him smiling against your lips and the craziest sex ever.. like full on

“bet he has a smaller dick than me, huh? bet he couldn’t make you drool the way i do. he wishes he could see you like this doesn’t he? too bad only i can see you all disheveled.. only me, right baby? just daddy right?”

yes jjunie has a daddy kink argue with the WALL.

as for what made him jealous, i think he’s a little crazy and would be annoyed when someone so much as looks at you for too long

he would never blame you or your outfit, simply the pervs who wish they could have you

thinks it’s funny whenever you’re jealous, doesn’t really see that he’s just as hot as you

also finds it crazy that you’d think he’d want anyone else

just remind him that you only want him and kiss his pouty lips and maybe give him a blowjob and he’ll be fine…

until you do promotions again

soobin:

sigh… loser soobie doobie.

i feel like soobie would be annoyed by it if anything

also VERY passive aggressive

let’s say you’re in a library, looking at a book that you might want

a rando comes up mansplaining the novel you’re holding and soobin comes up behind you like 😒🤨

FR LOOKS AT HIM WITH SUCH DISGUST.

yall know that clip of him during that live where he’s looking at the members w that disgusted look? yeah that’s him rn

the guy reaches forward to touch your arm all like “i just think this book might be too complicated for you”

ha. ha ha. soobin pulls you back into his chest before the guy can touch you and looks at him so angrily. “they’re fine. they can pick their own book.” he says it with such an eerily calm tone despite his aggressive gum chewing and fingertips digging slightly into your waist.

mf just gives an awkward smile, raises his hands in surrender and walks away

soobin literally mutters “pussy” under his breath LMFAO

he doesn’t really say much after that, only keeping a hand on you till you get to the car

“bunny, do you think i should read this book or this one first?” you ask, lifting up both books as he pulls out of the parking lot.

he rolls his eyes slightly, driving (hotly) and looking only at the road before saying: “dunno. ask your new book expert boyfriend.”

you literally have to stifle your laugh. for soobie, he’s a sucker for your cuteness

soooo u just pout at him cutely and rest your elbow on the console and your head in your hand

“don’t be mad bunny… only want you :(“

he does that thing where he smiles and pokes his tongue to his cheek in faux annoyance (i’m horny)

just smiles and shakes his head, reaching to you and holding your thigh tightly, you rest your hand on his

he may seem all tough right now, but don’t worry soon you’ll have him tied up and whimpering after making him cum over and over to make sure he knows his worth 💋

tbh seems like the type to bring it up randomly too LMFAOO

beomgyu:

beomgyu… hehehe

i imagine this to happen outside of a food truck

he’s waiting w you, probably talking to you about something stupid and you suddenly get a poke on the shoulder

you turn around, and beomgyu looks with you and sees a guy

as you’re rejecting the guy, gyu is literally snickering and giggling to himself

you are so embarrassed by him this mf is literally cackling

you’d think there was a witch behind you

the guy is definitely STILL in earshot as he walks away dejectedly, and beomgyu immediately giggling and smoothly tugging you to be in his arms

“did you see his face???? he thought he had a chance w you???!!! my girl?? yahhhgh!!! he’s soooo stupid!” he says all loudly and dramatically. he has that little smirk on his face as he says this, but has his arms tightly around you as though the guy would come and kidnap you

you see behind the facade, simply reaching up and pressing a kiss to his lips. “only want you,” you mutter, and he hums and smiles against your lips

“ahhh i knowww!! that’s why it’s so funny!”

he’d rather die than admit insecurity in the middle of a goddamn food truck line.

probably doesn’t talk about it until it’s late at night and you’re cuddled in bed

he might even start crying :(

for gyu, i don’t see sex being a good reassurance thing for him

i think he’d prefer to just sit with you, watching a bad movie and making fun of it together

randomly kissing you and every time you know what he wants to hear: “only want you, bear”

if you were to fuck, he’d deffo want to eat you out

“only i can taste this pussy, only your bear,” he’d grumble as you twist his long hair in your fingers, tugging him closer to your sopping cunt

taehyun:

mickey mouse voice: oh boy!

if you think you’re getting any other reaction other than silence, you’re WRONG.

hmmm let’s say you’re at the gym, watching him work out bc wow free show

at one point he walks away to grab weights from the other side of the gym and you wait for him to come back

suddenly, a sweaty yucky man is getting closer to you, and oh wow look he’s staring at you

as taehyun turns around, he sees you talking to him but doesn’t really mind because he knows you’re his

but then he gets closer and hears the guy complimenting your body… he just pauses for a second, making brief eye contact w you and continuing to set up his little work out thing (i don’t work out can u tell)

he knows you’ll tell the guy why you’re actually here

“so… why don’t we go grab protein shakes after you finish working out?” you wanted to scream. you were wearing jeans. WHO WORKS OUT IN JEANS?? you hadn’t touched a single machine and you hate protein shakes. is this guy a dunce.

“oh no thank you, i’m here to watch my boyfriend. he’s right there,” you point at tae, who is now bench pressing over 100 pounds and woah.. hehe

yeah no the guy could not have left faster. tae still doesn’t say anything.

you keep watching him, now sitting on the floor until he gets up from the bench and sits in front of you

before you can ask, he gestures for you to hold his feet and starts doing sit ups

except, after the first one, he starts puckering his lips when he sits up

oh!

sit up after sit up, he kisses you as he comes back up

he literally did over one hundred and you were drunk on him by the time he finished

his way of staking his claim i suppose… probably made sure that the guy was watching too

tbh… that’s all the reaction you’re gonna get

after, you ask why he didn’t say anything and he just shrugs and is like, “i know you’re mine. and you know i’m yours. i don’t need to prove anything.”

then you’re like, “so why did you do the sit up thing”

“i was horny.” you literally choke on your smoothie

when you guys get home he definitely fucks you but not super roughly or anything… super romantically actually

his thought process, conscious or not, is: you could go out and fuck someone and they’d do it emotionlessly. he’s going to fuck you like you built the very universe your souls found each other in. (you did)

huening kai:

just a warning… he’s my bias so this might be a little crazy

you’re in a grocery store, he seems like one of those cringy bfs who’s steer the cart but have you in between him and the cart

i want him.

every few moments he’d press a kiss to your hair or simply lean down and have his face near yours until you got the hint

his chest is against your back… his huge broad chest… i’m ill.

OKAY LET ME GET TO THE ACTUAL JEALOUSY PART

okay so you guys stopped to look at the cereal because you wanted to get the one w his face

as you’re looking, hueningie squats down and checks the very bottom shelf

and thus, the worker that goes up to you does not see him

“hey! you need any help over here?” you look over, pointing to yourself in silent question. the guy nods. kai is immediately tuned into the convo as he pretends to look for more cereal

“hm? oh no! we’re good, just looking for a specific cereal,” you remain vague as to not reveal kai’s identity.

lol imagine you’re like “yeah my bf has a cereal w his face on it! yeah my bf who’s a famous idol!” LMFAOO

the guy nods, and you think the convo is over so you keep looking for cereal as you reach down and pet kai’s hair absentmindedly. you don’t know how reassuring it is to him.

“okay well… i just saw you and thought you were so super cute. like.. how do you not have a boyfriend?”

“i do actually,” you respond without evening looking at him. you tug kai’s hair, silently telling him to make himself known. he gets up, all six feet and muscles wearing a fitted top so you could see all of his strength and hard work as an idol.

“they’re not here,” he says plainly, without the usual sweet tone he’d give you. he also doesn’t even look at the worker.

the guy doesn’t even have enough time to apologize before kai’s leading you and the cart elsewhere. he gets quiet, but a different quiet to the other members. a sad one.

the moment you get home, he breaks down

he sobs, barely able to get out the fact that he doesn’t understand why you’re with him, why you wouldn’t want someone w a normal life, someone who’s more attractive (no such thing), someone who could love you publically

oh my baby :(((((

you pull him into a hug, his head ducking to be hidden in your neck, reassuring him quietly.

“huening… i promise you, you are the most attractive man on earth to me.” you say sternly, “the universe, even. it pains me that you can’t see that. i don’t want anyone else, just you, hyuka. and i love you enough to endure the fact that you can’t be public with us.”

he’s just whining now, not responding. he’s holding you so tightly that you’d think you’d turn into thin air.

after a lot of cuddles with his plushies, he’s okay :)

but then his members come home and see the tear stains on his face

they don’t know what happened and call him a baby and make a bunch of maknae jokes

yeah that’s the last straw. he takes you to his room and shoves you onto the bed (makes sure that not only are you comfy, but also that all his plushies are turned away)

he fucks you until you’ve both cum at least 4 times, and he’s borderline shooting blanks.

he’s moaning so loud, hips are shaking as he keeps pumping into you, filling you up

you’re even louder, legs shaking and hands pushing against his stomach in a faux plead for him to stop

every so often, he’d say something like, “not a fucking baby,” oh negative kai i want you.

“could a baby maknae fuck you like this? oh fuck honey, clench me like that. could that guy at the store make you shake like this? hm?

OH BROTHER!!

yeah neither of you can walk after that. and the members for SURE heard your moans and are now never calling him a baby ever again

unless he does aegyo bc come ON he’s baby then

probably becomes an inside joke between you guys

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hi fayebae, heres the next one for hyuka! (Cos i just saw a clip of hyuka with his new black hair n in a black shirt, and its like cos now hyuka is buff buff, i was thinking mayb smth abt his chest? hyuka x reader!

basically reader is bffs with tubatu, but well hyuka has a crush on reader! reader has mentioned before that her type is men who exercises and have big titties(if u read my tyun pillow fic you would know what i mean🤭)

whenever reader is around tubatu, she will never fail to mention abt how tyuns chest is getting bigger and will joke abt how he should drop his workout routine. But hyuka didnt take it as a joke, so he actually asked tyun for help on building his titties. So after few mths of training, reader finally notices that hyuka’s titties are growing and that sends her on a conflicting journey, because shes never seen hyuka in that way before. But thanks to his titties now reader is looking in hyuka’s way…

trying to play it off cool and not freak out, reader jokes and asked whether hyuka’s builded chest was meant for her, and well hyuka told her the truth and agreed. which she was stunned(this is clearly inspired cos of that gym pic of hyuka n his chest ofc)

things escalated and well now reader is riding hyuka, hands on his big titties as support (smut: tittie play(reader sucks on hyukas nipples, hyuka does the same for reader, tittie fuck, hyuka asking reader to sit on his face , idk what else but please include as much as u want, these are just my ideas of ehat could happen hehe)

hopefully this is good🥺 love u my love💗(once again do this after ur yj fic if u want unless ure hit with inspiration again😭) i’ll come back soon, kith kith💋

• GAINS AND GLORY

HK 002 .F22 2024

wc 3.3k

pairings buff!hyuka x reader

warnings tits play (both ends receiving), multiple marking (scratching and hickeys), unprotected sex, creampie, manhandling (+ anything I've missed)

faye's note the asks be rotting on my inbox, I'm sorry omg 😭 but here it is, coz they're hunting me at my FYP AHAHAHA! Although I see Kai as a softie (the reason why I still incorporated fluff elements in this fic), I think I still love this one, omg! For tho who are waiting for Hyuka's fic, I present to you, Gains and Glory! Please enjoy! 🙂‍↕️

"How is that even possible? Are you cheating? You're most probably cheating!" You frowned after being beaten for the nth time by Taehyun in the game you're playing. Taehyun proceeded to flex both of his arms and laughed at you.

"I don't wanna play with you anymore!" you complained, "Kai! Come here, come play the game with me instead! I don't wanna play with Taehyun anymore!" You called for Kai and the youngest scrambled towards the couch you were sitting on.

"Give the controller to Hyuka, I hate you." You pouted at Taehyun. Taehyun handed the controller to Hyuka and he attacked you with tickles.

"Soobin! Can you grab this man? Wait -- wait!" He was tickling you so much and you were thrashing around causing him to flex his muscles.

You have been friends with the five of them. Despite their very busy schedule, they always find time to at least spend a day with you. Or even a week if their schedules were a bit loose. Every weekend, you would find yourself in their dorm. Laughing, eating, playing, sleeping. Name anything that friends do, and you're sure you would have done it with them.

They never complained about having you around, if anything, they were thankful because, at least once a week, they could refresh their mind and unwind. And your favorite time? It was when you and Soobin baked cookies together. When you and Yeonjun stroll the streets to take some Instagrammable pictures. When you and Beomgyu spent time quietly - which was ironic because you two are the loudest when together - with arts; either painting or drawing. When you and Taehyun would watch exercise videos together, obviously with him exercising while you laze around, sprawled on the couch. And when you and Kai were together, you guys would end up shopping for plushies even though he had millions of them already.

Other people tend to look at you with judging eyes. They even talked about how you were giving the 'pick-me-girl vibe' which you and the guys often laughed about. You were their friend even before they debuted and your mind never wandered beyond being anything more than friends with them -- or so you thought, yeah.

"Back from the gym again?" You felt a presence behind you while you were cooking dinner. You didn't have to turn around to know who it was. The scent was enough for you to decipher who it was. The fresh soapy scent - because after his gym sessions, he would take a bath before coming home, and the mild smell of the mist he was using, you knew it was totally Taehyun.

"You know us so well that you can now tell who it is just by our scent huh." His head pops on your shoulder as he brushes his cheeks on yours, emitting a soft chuckle from you. "Tae, you're not beating the cat allegations again." "Hmm, don't care." He shrugs as he gives you a back hug. "Welcome back home, by the way," you answered.

Hugging them was the most intimate interaction you had with the guys. But the hugs were never sensual at all. They always just felt safe and at home whenever they melt in your embrace. They could feel all their stress and tension disappear just with a simple hug from you

Kai was humming while hugging his plushies when he stepped in the kitchen and saw you and Taehyun hugging. "Guys! Taehyun is hogging y/n to himself! It's not even hug time yeeeetttt!" Kai yelled causing every door in the house to burst open with resounding complains. "Hey, that's not fair!" Beomgyu pouts as he crosses his arms. "It's not hug time yet! This is so unfair!" Yeonjun tried to pry Taehyun's arms off you. "Y/n, stop hugging Taehyun before I throw your things out of our dorm." Soobin was pouting at you as he stomped his feet.

"Okay okay! I'll do it later then!" You laughed as you stopped hugging Taehyun and Yeonjun pulled him away from you. Taehyun even complained that he was just too tired from his gym session and needed a hug, only to be met with a plush that Kai threw.

"Dinner's not ready yet?" Kai sat on the chair not far from you cooking. "Almost done, Kai, go prepare the plates," you smiled.

Soobin and Beomgyu were the ones who were scheduled to wash the dishes. You thought that they shouldn't be scheduled at the same time because the soaps and bubbles would be spilling everywhere due to their bickering and playfulness. Kai, Taehyun, and Yeonjun were sitting on the couch with you, busy watching the TV, with Taehyun and Yeonjun being topless.

You were too used to the guys being half-naked around you. It was like a norm for you to be around so there was no use in making a fuss about it. They often remove their tops just because. Yup, no reason at all, they just do it.

You turned your head towards Taehyun, "You're working on your chest, aren't you?" you asked, noticing how big Taehyun's chest was and how they often looked bigger whenever he wore a tight-fitted shirt, which he nodded. "Are you finally coming to your senses and making a move on me just because I told you how I love men with big tiddies?"You teased and laughed heartily as he looked at you with the same disgusted expression he maintained throughout his life.

"Y/n, you know I love you and know how much I value our friendship, but if you want to keep being welcome here, please avoid saying things like that." And Yeonjun burst out laughing at Taehyun's answer. "You! My goodness!" you just rolled your eyes while still laughing.

"Why not drop your exercise routine? So Yeonjun can start working on his flat--" You were cut off with a pillow being thrown at you. "Yah! My chest is buffed too! They're not flat!" Yeonjun yelled at you.

Unknown to your eyes, Kai's ear perked up, and hugged himself as he felt his own body subtly. He looked over to Taehyun's chest and back to his own chest. He stayed silent, as he watched you guys.

"Hug time!" Kai yelled when the clock struck 10, and all of them gathered around you, lining up as they patiently waited for their turn. "Are you going to stay the night?" Yeonjun asked while taking his time hugging you. "Will do, I want to cook breakfast for you guys before your busy schedule starts again," you answered, he pulled away and mouthed goodnight and Soobin almost shoved him out of the way.

"I want some pancakes for breakfast," Soobin silently whispered as he hugged you tightly, almost covering you with his big frame. "Of course whatever you want, Binnie."

"Goodnight y/n, please rest well too." Beomgyu shortly commented as he hugged you and you hummed back.

"I love you but I think I should start hating you." Taehyun's disgusted look never faltered and you just pinched his cheeks while laughing.

All the other four were already heading to their rooms but Kai was still standing in front of you. You opened your arms for him as he slowly walked towards you, tightly clutching his plush in hand.

"What's wrong?" you asked as you sat up straight. Kai plopped down beside you and melted in your arms as he hid his flushed face which was unknown to you, into the crook of your neck. "Goodnight y/n," he simply whispered. "Sleep tight, Kai, I arranged your plushies earlier," you said as he stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

The next day, you wake up early to cook breakfast for them before they start their busy week again.

"We'll be busy with our upcoming comeback again," Soobin sighed as he poked the pancakes on his plate.

"Cheer up guys, you know I'll be here when your schedule is done." You tried to cheer them up and forced them to finish their breakfast before leaving.

4 months. For four months they were so busy that they weren't able to spend a day with you.

When you went back to their dorm, two guys were missing in action. "Where are the others?" you asked as you removed your shoes. All three heads snapped to where the voice had come from, only to find out that it was you.

"Y/n!" They all screamed almost in unison, as they rushed over to you, dropping everything they were currently doing.

You took a nap that afternoon while waiting for the other two to come back when you woke up to the unfamiliar yet familiar scent. Your eyes roamed around, and Kai and Taehyun caught your eyes. It seemed like they had just taken a bath a little while ago, given that their hair was still damp.

Kai noticed that you had just woken up so he cramped his big body lying down beside you on the couch. You chuckled and tried to push him away but he didn't budge.

When he sat up, you noticed how his shirt was sticking against his chest. "Wait a minute, I was only gone for a couple of months... What is this?" you questioned as you poked Kai's chest. Kai felt embarrassed to answer and scooted over to Taehyun. Taehyun answered for him instead, "He's been going to the gym with me. I don't know what has gotten into him though?"

You were in awe. Taehyun's chest was big but it looked like Kai's chest now was bigger. Especially considering that he had a bigger frame than Taehyun. In the past, Kai was so adamant about not going to the gym, he preferred cuddling with his plushies, telling the other guys that having a baby belly was cute, just like his soft plushies. But as you look at him more, it looks like he isn't the baby you used to know anymore, he has become buff. And only within just a few months at that.

That night, you were awfully silent. Your eyes kept on wandering back to Kai's chest, subtly, not wanting to be caught. Your mind couldn't help but wonder the reason behind Kai's new buffed-up body.

That same night, all of them went to bed earlier than usual. They just wanted to sleep longer. They claimed that their bed had missed them because, for four months, they weren't able to be in their dorm, nor sleep in their own rooms.

You, on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly the guest room felt so big and empty. You didn't know why but you kept on tossing and turning. At that moment, you heard footsteps that stopped right in front of your door. You immediately sat up, waiting for a knock on the door. Which it did. Someone had knocked thrice before pushing your door open. Only then did you realize that you probably forgot to lock it because you were spacing out too much.

The dim light from the hallway shone through the slightly opened door. "Hey, why are you still awake? Can't sleep?" You asked. He closed and locked the door behind him, the room now too dark for anything to be seen. He walked towards the window slightly opening the window, allowing a bluish-yellow light coming from the moon to penetrate throughout your room.

The bed dipped down at his weight, and he crawled up to you, burying his face in your neck, his body now, almost on top of you. "I...I missed you." He whispered, as he tightly hugged you.

"Kai..." You felt how his heart thumped harder the longer he hugged you. This was new. No one ever did this to you, not even when Yeonjun was sick when Soobin got his first breakup, when Beomgyu failed to win the art contest, and even when Taehyun wasn't allowed by their manager to flash his abs at their show. Kai's hug and whisper felt different. As if he was longing for something else.

"I missed you too, you surprised me." You answered when he pulled away. Only then did you finally see him, he wasn't wearing his shirt. You've never seen him topless before. But now he was, and he was right in front of you.

Maybe it was the heat of the moment, but your finger landed on his chest, gently tracing his buffed chest. "Did you, by chance, do this for me? Because you heard I want men with big tiddies?" you joked. But you were stunned when he nodded. "I actually d-did in fact do this for you, I wanted to surprise you since it's b-been four months since I last saw y-you," his voice was shaky as he spoke.

"I-i've been wanting to tell you this y/n, but I just couldn't bring myself to s-say it. Not until now." Kai's face was so close to yours that you could inhale his minty breaths.

You wanted to push him, but putting both of your hands on his chest felt like it might be crossing a line. You felt how hot his body was. The warmth of his body, radiating through his skin, felt electrifying to you.

"I know it's weird... But I couldn't help but have a little crush on you," he carefully whispered as if someone else was in the room to hear it. "One chance y/n, please give me one chance." His forehead now resting against yours, his eyes were filled with longing. The room was so thick with silence that you could hear him gulp.

"Y-you're lucky I'm into big g-guys like you," you squeaked, and your heart swelled at how a bright smile had crept onto his lips.

He placed his hand over yours, which was resting on his chest, and guided you to squeeze it. His soft strangled whimper sent a shiver down your spine.

The wind blew making the curtains on the window flutter and the hair on the back of Kai's neck to stand up. He finally propped himself with his two hands supporting his body as he leaned in closer to you. You ran your fingers to his perked-up nipples and your eyes watched closely at how he bit his lips and how his eyes fluttered.

"You're brave. Coming to this room without a shirt on, and confessing your love." You commented as you roll his nipples between your fingers. He gripped onto your sheets as you chuckled at how he was holding his moans back.

"We're downstairs, you can let out your moans. They won't be able to hear it." Your taunt got him opening his mouth as he let out all those muffled moans he had been holding back. His body trembled at your touch.

You slowly push him down as he keeps on backing up. You finally pushed him to lie down when his head could no longer lie on the bed. His head was now hanging off the edge, and it was making him dizzy with how his blood was rushing to his head while you were licking his nipple.

"Fuck!" He whimpered when you subtly bit his nipple. "Y/n..." He holds the back of your head as you continued sucking. His toes curled at your tongue, rolling and swirling around his nipple.

"To be honest, I've been thinking what could've been your reason for this, but turns out it was all because of me," you chuckled as you kissed the tip of his nose.

Your touch felt like fire over his body. His stomach swirling, his mind blurry. He never thought you'd give in to him.

You dipped your head down again as you littered his chest with splotchy red marks. Leaving some near his nipples, on his shoulder, and on his neck. Kai was a moaning mess under you as he kept on trying to hold his head up, but was always failing. His moans and the rustling of the sheets filled the room.

Since he was being discreet with his moans, you decided to catch him off guard and grind on him. His moans became high pitched and more slutty. You chuckled, the cute guy you often care about was now a totally different guy underneath you.

You felt a wet patch on his sweats, "Did you just come?", you asked as you pulled away. "D-don't look!" Kai tried to stop you but it was too late. You ran your fingers on the wet bulge of his pants. "Kai, you're naughty," you commented, and he only answered with a whimper.

He sat down and pushed you down, to hover above you. "Not fair," he pouted and lifted your shirt over your chest.

"Kai, I swear if you do what I di-" you weren't able to finish your sentence. His mouth was now on your boobs, sucking on your nipples, rolling his tongue again and again. "K-kai.. Kai..." Your breathing was unstable as you squirmed, and you kept on chanting his name along with whines and whimpers.

Just like how you did for him, he also littered your chest, neck, and shoulder with love bites, he was now smiling at how they looked under the moonlight from the window.

"Pretty," he smiled and crashed his lips over yours. The kiss was hot. It wasn't sloppy but it felt eager.

Kai pulled back, sat down and pulled you onto his lap. Your left hand was on your back as he held it with his left hand. You couldn't move, you could only clutch on his hair with your free hand, and nothing else. His right hand was rubbing your clothed ass, lifting the skirt to play with your skin.

"I'm sure hug time w-was n-never like this, fuck," you pulled him closer as your nails dug into his bare back. Kai winced at the scratching pain on his back as you drag your nails down. He kept on feasting over your neck and played with your ass, continuously brushing his fingers on your skin.

When you started grinding again, you squealed when you felt a stinging pleasure on your ass, his hand probably left a mark on your skin. His big hard chest was pressing against yours. They felt hard and soft at the same time. You wanted to play with his nipples but with your position, you couldn't do anything.

He pulled his sweats down to his thighs and slipped inside you with ease. You're too wet for him.

"Wow, you're taking me whole, y/n." Kai was big, you felt him stretch you out, but you were too wet that he could just slip into you with so much ease.

"F-fuck I feel s-so full," you can feel him arranging your guts with his huge cock. You can't help but move your hips wanting to immediately feel the pleasurable feeling of his cock inside you.

"P-pull out okay? I'm n-not on any birth control, you j-just slid i-in w-without a condom," you added. "Sorry, I got t-too excited. Your pussy feels so warm and soft. Makes me wanna cum inside you."

"K-kai!" You warned him, he only chuckled at you.

He started to thrust slowly, while you were still trapped in the position he put you into.

His slow thrust becomes more sloppy as you keep on moaning into his ears. Your moans kept stirring something in him, it made him wanna cum inside you even more.

"K-kai please, I'm c-close." You whined as you scratched his back.

"W-wanna cum inside you, y/n. Wanna cum s-so bad." His thrusts get stronger which made your boobs bounce which caused them to brush against his nipples, making him more aroused.

Maybe you were just too drunk on his cock that you unconsciously nodded at him and chanted 'yes' multiple times.

"I'm g-gonna cum!" you squeaked as you tangled your fingers in his hair. You felt a warm liquid being spilled inside you the moment you came as Kai pants with you. His forehead now resting on your shoulders with his mouth open. You wanted to complain that he came inside even when you told him not to, but it just felt so good that you chose to collapse onto his arms instead.

@binniesbooks 2024

[spookyji]

# txt + baby trapping !!

tw. f!reader, toxic/yandere behavior, heavy dark content, dubcon, breeding kink/baby trapping, gaslighting/manipulation, pills (birth control), light choking, bulge kink, use of pet names, swearing, unprotected, fantasizing, pervert. nsfw + minors dni !!

w.c. ~2.6k+

a/n. thank uuu to moon for proofreading this train wreck, it took forever to finally publish but hope u enjoy it <3 lowkey cannot believe i finished this after so long w a headache but hmhmm for my toxic txt lovers~~

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# yeonjun

“fuck,” yeonjun growls, “so fucking tight.” “nngh– y-yeonjun, too– hard!” you cry, nails scratching down his back as he roughly thrusts into your swollen cunt, so full of his cum from orgasms you’ve lost count of. hot breath against your skin as he bites down on the soft skin of your collarbones, primal haze of desire as teeth sink down, bruising blossoms as he pulls back, a wet, saliva covered kiss mark staining your skin, fresh and old bites splattered across your chest and neck in an apparent mess of possessive greed. “all fucking mine,” he pants, snapping his hips harder into yours, loud sounds of skin on skin as his cock kisses your cervix, diving in for more marks between breaths, sucking aggressive claims into your bare skin. “hnng– c-can’t!” you wail, high crashing down as you tremble in his grip, sobs wracking your body as your cunt clenches down on his cock, wet arousal slick as his cock rams into your pussy, swears profusely escaping his lips as he roughly slams them down on yours, possessive, wet kiss as his tongue slips against yours, teeth grazing against your swollen lips. “so… fuck… going to breed you, doll,” yeonjun pants, gripping your hips tightly and painfully as his high hits, slamming his cock deep as hot cum fills you to the brim, warmth spreading as you wail with the overstimulation, so full already of his seed. with a groan of restraint, he pulls out, examining his work.

drool dripping from your lips, marks splotchy across your chest from his possessive frenzy, bruises staining your waist with darkening blooms, god, he devours the sight with a sickening love. “fuck,” yeonjun growls, voice deep as he slowly spreads open your legs once more, abused cunt seeping his cum, swollen folds slick with his semen, “all mine, doll.” his possessive love, slipping down profusely in a mess of arousal and cum, slowly dripping down into the pool beneath the curve of your pretty ass, a darkening wet spot of slick. whimpering pitifully, fat tears staining your cheeks as yeonjun drags a finger up your folds, slight throbbing pain traveling with the sensation of his touch, wet slick on his finger. his gaze transfixed upon the sight of your abused pussy, blood rushing to his cock, a storm of possessive, covetous desire, lust flowing through his bloodstream like a drug. “y-yeonjun, c-can’t take anymore!” you whimper, unable to resist his forceful grasp as he spreads open your thighs, fresh tears welling up in your eyes as he smirks, gaze dark with lust and greed. “doesn’t matter,” his voice whispers, heavy with desire, “you’re mine, after all.” licking his lips, smirk only growing as your beautiful tears spill down your face, cock thrusting into your swollen pussy, rough sensation of his veiny shaft, delicious cries of overstimulation as his cock kisses your cervix. he’ll make you his, watching the conscious coherence fading from your eyes, replaced with sweet submission, cute body like a doll as he fucks his semen deeper into your cervix, cum seeping out around his cock, sugary kisses against your swollen lips. load after load tonight, you’ll take it all, darling, because he has no intention of ever letting you escape him. sweet darling of his, you’ll be forever his, carrying the products of your shared love.

# soobin

soobin’s lips latching to your perky nipple, eliciting whimpers as he slowly tugs your panties down your thighs, wet fabric in his fingers as he suckles softly, fantasizing. imagining how you’d look so pretty all swollen with his baby, how sweet and reliant you’d be, needing him every moment, the desperate whisper of his name, nestled in his sheets and his shirts, needing to be taken care of. by him. and god, what he would do to make you even more reliant on him, make you his forever. cock twitching against your soft thigh as you whimper, soobin’s sucks on your tit sensitive, sensual and arousing. “soo…bin– want y-your cock,” you shyly mumble, a warmth in your abdomen, so sweetly unaware of his toxic thoughts, of his lustful desires. “anything,” soobin sighs, tip of his length rubbing against your sensitive folds, sounds of slick as his cock pushes into your tight pussy. “s-soobin!” you whimper, tears instantly welling in your eyes at the painful stretch, clinging to his shoulders as his cock inches into your tight cunt. “god, so tight, darling,” soobin moans, hands tightening around your hips, every last thought resisting thrusting in without care, his lips crashing on yours in a sensual, messy kiss, hand roaming to find your soft tummy… and the tip of his cock bulging through when you haven’t even taken all of him yet. “s-soobin, too big–!” you gasp into the kiss, tears spilling down your cheeks as soobin bottoms out, cock deep in your tummy as his big hand feels his length beneath your skin, fuck, you’re so full of him… imagining how you’d struggle even more to take his cum, how much of his seed would he have to fill you up with to keep it inside your tight, small pussy?

“mmph– too much!” pretty, desperate wails escaping your lips as soobin’s hard cock stretches your folds, pain of pleasure as your pussy clenches down, his heavy pants in your ear with the effort of restraining himself, hand on your tummy as he feels his cock penetrate your pussy with every thrust. and god, your soft tits against his chest, teary whimpers at the overwhelming pleasure, he’s never felt more in love. “so, so good,” soobin moans, your smaller body trembling beneath his, “all mine.” heart shaped lips parted with pants, gazing down at your teary eyes, tight pussy squelching with the tightness of your folds struggling to take him, how pretty. how sweet if he were to make you his forever, all obedient and needy, swollen with his love for you. breasts heavy, tummy full, glowing with his care… lovesick toxic clouding his mind as you cry into his shoulder, sobbing for release… and he’ll give his. hard cock slamming into you, hot spurts of cum filling up your pretty pussy as you wail with shock, hands pressed against his chest… until your eyes grow cloudier with loss of coherence, hands falling as soobin sighs, pressing kisses to your face so lovingly, his hips flush to yours, so much hot seed spilling into your cunny. “so good, sweetheart,” soobin moans, “gonna to keep you all full… okay?” slight pants laced with his voice, his pretty doll so dazed on his cock… surely it’s okay to make sure his seed stays, fill you up even more?

# beomgyu

“p-promise to pull o-out?” cute words you’re whimpering, aren’t they? but maybe he’ll entertain you… you’ll believe him anyways, so dumb once his cock fills you up, reduced to a crying mess of begging for him, but beomgyu really fucking hates having to pull out. dark desires of his, it took so long to even dumb you out enough to fuck you raw without protection, shouldn’t he reap the rewards of his manipulation? maybe he made promises he’ll never keep… as if he wasn’t planning to make you his, eradicate thoughts of you ever leaving. deliciously sweet thoughts of desire, your pretty body like a forbidden fruit, just waiting for his semen to knock you up into a ripe possession of his, all his once you’re full of his seed.

legs thrown over his shoulders, beomgyu’s calloused hand pressing into your tummy, feeling the bulge of his hard cock deep throbbing deep inside, pressure heightening his sensations of pleasure. “fuck it,” beomgyu groans under his breath, just the sight of your pussy taking his cock so well has him forgetting any so called promises… hand reaching for your cute neck, clenching down with just enough force to see your pretty lips part with gasps for air, slight asphyxia causing your orgasm to crash down, tearily crying his name in wispy sobs, eyes clenched shut as waves of heat wash over your body. “shit– so tight–!” beomgyu pants, licking his lips, hands briefly tightening around your throat as he climaxes, a rush of cum spurting into your swollen pussy… and a flash of sick pleasure at the sight of your eyes fluttering open in confused shock. letting go of your throat as he leans over, cock sheathed in your cunt as he thrusts, fucking himself through his high, hot gasps of your warm breath on his lips as his big, brown eyes meet yours in a smirk of satisfaction. “b-beomgyu–!” your weak voice begins, only for his lips to claim yours, firm and hard, shutting you up. leaning over, his husky voice in your ear as his hand takes yours, placing your smaller palm down against your tummy, the bulge hard beneath your fingers, his cock twitching at the slight pressure. “bred you all full, didn’t i? tell me you want it, honey,” beomgyu grins lazily, watching your pretty face slip into submission, unsure but listening so well… and the rush of his ego as you whimper, “w-wanna be b-bred, gyu–“ licking his lips of your mixed saliva, his dark gaze possessive with satisfaction, his whisper barely audible. “fuck, that’s my good, dumb girl…“

# taehyun

“mm–!” taehyun’s lips crash against yours possessively, his hands roaming over your curves, all hidden under the his dress shirt you’re wearing. lifting one hand to caress your soft ass, the other holding your jaw, making you accept his rough, breathless kisses… can’t break away until he releases. pretty lips swollen, a string of saliva hanging between as taehyun pulls away, a slight smirk on his lips as he reaches over on the bedside table, a fresh, sealed package in his hand as he pops a white tablet out. “you’re so useless,” taehyun sighs, “taking the wrong ones this whole time?” your eyes widen with confusion… so sure you’d been using birth control this time… as taehyun examines the white pill between his fingers. “i’ll do it for you, then,” taehyun sighs. “t-taehy—nnngh!” pill on his tongue, his lips claiming yours as he pushes the little tablet into your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours in a heated kiss, wet saliva coating your lips as he leans back, tapping your throat. “swallow, sugar.” oh, little did you know, the warmth of satisfaction when you obediently do so, confused and dazed… pretty girl can’t tell it was sweeter than usual~? god, so arousing when he gives it to you, sugar pill replacement. “good girl,” taehyun murmurs, pressing your cute clothed panties to his hard crotch, smirking at your whimper of need.

“hnng–! t-taehyun, too f-fast!” your pretty wails escaping your lips as you cling to his solid shoulders, reduced to a crying, whimpering mess as taehyun roughly thrusts into your tight pussy, bouncing you on his cock without a second of hesitation. incoherent cries filling the air, sounds of skin on skin as he grips your hips over the white dress shirt, your arms wrapping around his neck as you sob into his shoulder, pussy all abused. soft, sensitive skin feeling every vein down his hard shaft, tip of his cock kissing your cervix with every rough thrust. “god, look at you,” taehyun whispers into your ear, “so fucking dumb, just want to be fucked on my cock, can’t do anything,” a smirk drawn on his lips. god, he loves how you desperate, needy you are… even better for him. make you even more reliant when he breeds you, making you cling to him every moment, all swollen and needing him even more, you’d never leave him. lovesick thoughts racing through his mind, harder thrusts as you scream his name, cute pussy can’t take anymore~? “better take it,” taehyun hisses in your ear, hips snapping into yours, “or i’ll fucking leave you, slut.” your eyes widening, tears staining your cheeks, “n-no, don’t leave,” you beg, “w-want your c-cum!” saccharine rush of satisfaction stroking his ego, hot seed filling you up in a hard thrust, taehyun restraining your hands as your tears wet his shoulder… you’re so dumb, aren’t you~? to think he’d really leave… as his cum paints ropes of white in your cunt, no… you’ll never leave him now.

# huening kai

“k-kai, wearing a condom, right?” you mumble, darkness around you impossible to tell, kai’s broad body pressed to yours, hot skin against yours. “mhmm,” and without another thought, his lips press to yours, soft kisses claiming control, dizzying… and distracting. dripping rip of his cock pushing against your wet pussy, can’t tell a thing, can you? a whisper in his mind of guilt, maybe he shouldn’t… but you’d stay with him forever. even though you’ve said you’re not ready, kai knows you are, all ready to be full of his love, all ready to have his baby, without a doubt in his mind. condom discarded on the floor without your knowledge, kai’s grip on your hip tightening as his cock pushes into your soaked cunt. “nngh… feels so… good,” kai groans, his breaths heavy with pleasure, raw skin on skin, no millimeters thin barrier. dizzying warmth, feeling connected more than ever, when your tight pussy clenches around his thick shaft. “hnng–kai!” you gasp, clinging to him closer… feels a little different, feels better than always… but his lips crashing on yours, rough, hard thrusts erasing your mind of any thoughts except of him. “mmph– so fucking good,” kai moans, heartbeat spiraling into rapid beats, strong against your soft breasts, wet, saliva coated kisses as his tongue pushes past your lips, tangling in a wet mess of slick love, his raw cock thrusting into your sweet spot, god, he’s addicted to the soft warmth, your cunt clinging to his cock, not some rubber barrier… fuck, can’t go back now. as if he would.

“k-kai, w-wanna cum!” pretty gasps and cries in his ear, his affirmation heavy with pants, lost between breaths as kai’s lips lick to your sweet spot, teeth sinking lightly into the column of your neck, sucking a dark mark of possession. one gripping tight enough on your hip to leave lasting bruises, the other slipping up your curves, finding the bulge in your tummy, feeling his cock twitch beneath your skin, deep inside. moans slipping from his lips as he fantasizes, imagine how pretty you’d look all knocked up and swollen, round with his baby, a glow of his love on your precious body… to caress your full, softer breasts. to nestle your vulnerable body in his arms, knowing you’re all his, only his, and full of his love for you… raw desire clouding his mind. “k-kai–!” cunt clenching down on his cock, warm release rushing around his cock, clinging to his broad frame, nails digging into his skin as you writhe under his firm hold… and he’s sold. roughly thrusting into your pussy, his hips forcibly held flush to yours as hot cum spurts into your cunt, ropes of seed painting your inside with his love, tip of his cock kissing your cervix. “nngh– k-kai, n-no–!” panicked cries escaping your lips, as kai’s hands clench down on your hips, preventing you from moving as he presses kisses to your face, panting his love, “can take it all, baby, gonna fill you up so full,” kai mumbles, feeling your body writhe under his,,, no other choice but to take his hot cum, all the way. “k-kai… w-why?” you tearily whimper, dizzy from both pleasure and confusion, wasn’t he wearing a condom? didn’t he know you weren’t ready…? “love you so much,” kai murmurs, eyes full of love as he gazes upon your pretty face, slowly losing coherent thought as pleasure warms your skin and heart, “know you’re ready, wanna make you mine.” cock nestled in your full pussy… his cum seeping out of your stretched folds, sugar saccharine kisses on your lips and face, hand finding the bulge in your tummy once more. “don’t worry… gonna take care of you and our baby, okay?”

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[delululand]

How do you think txt would react to getting back scratches? ( could be sfw or NSFW)

Btw I love your writing to much!!!! I hope you have a wonderful day, don't forget to drink water and to relax your shoulders!!!!

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soobin

blush but fluttering inside. noticing scratches on his back in the morning, he begins to worry if he was accidentally too rude at night, but after hearing your assurances that everything is fine and you liked it, he just sits trying to hide his awkward happy smile

yeonjun

ohhh he would be sooo self satisfied. noticing the distinct scratches on his back and remembering your screams at night, he approached you with a satisfied grin and a sly look asking “it was that good babe? want to repeat?” and the very next second his arms were hugging you from behind, pressing your ass against the bulge in his pants

beomgyu

would be really cocky. he'll never stop mentioning how good he makes you feel. especially at the most inappropriate moments, like when you're at dinner at your parents' house and you're just innocently putting your hand on his back and he's already whispering in your ear “decided to see if the marks of your pleasure are still there?"

taehyun

try to be cool. pretends that nothing special happened and most likely won’t tell you anything, just wondering should he put on a tank top and show off to everyone around him or put on a t-shirt and keep your secret

huening kai

kind of a little embarrassed. he felt it the night before, but didn't expect it to leave such marks. however, after noticing the scratches, he's the type who won't tell you much (honestly, he's feel shy to even ask or mention it out loud), but the whole next day he's playfully looking at you with a mysterious smile and acting cuter than usual with you

[gyuubear]

Let Me Prove Myself to You

Kai thinks you won’t be able to handle him, so you beg for a chance to prove yourself

Pairing: dom!Kai x gf!reader

Warnings: mean dom!Kai, virgin!reader, bondage, orgasm control/denial, corruption kink, fingering, pussy spanking, dacryphilia, blow job/face fucking, slight spit kink, hair pulling, choking, breast/nipple play, name calling/pet names, degradation, anything else I missed, MDNI

A/N: First Kai fic!!! I’m kinda nervous to post this bc I can’t tell if it’s good or not, but I hope you guys enjoy it!! 🫶

Wc: 5k

Damn

Kai can’t take his eyes off your ass as he walks you to your apartment. He purposely walks a few steps behind so you don’t notice him staring. It’s not his fault though, how can he not when your ass just looks so good in that skirt?

Begrudgingly, he averts his eyes, feeling a bit guilty for thinking of his sweet innocent girlfriend in such a way. You aren’t exactly naive, but you have way less experience than Kai and he doesn’t want to expose you to such obscene things.

You’ve been dating for only a few weeks now, although you’ve been pining for each other for much longer, and as much as Kai wants to ravage his cute girlfriend, he feels guilty for his dirty thoughts. You’re so trusting and sweet, he feels bad subjecting you to his nasty fantasies. He also doesn’t want you to feel forced; a sweet thing like you will agree to anything he says with little persuasion.

As you guys enter your apartment and get settled in, you suggest getting started on your homework. A sudden laugh from Kai puts a pout on your face.

“If we get our assignments out of the way we can relax sooner!”

In your room the two of you sit down at the study table where you pull out your pencils and notebooks, but Kai leans back in the chair with his arms folded behind his head. From your peripheral vision you notice his shirt lift up. You try your hardest to ignore that smooth patch of skin, ignoring the way it makes your body tingle. God, you wanna fuck him so bad. If only he’d stop treating you like glass.

Aside from a few pecks, some heated make outs, and lingering hands, Huening never takes it farther, he claims that you’re just “not ready yet”. But the patience in you has run out. Slowly, gathering whatever confidence you can, you get up and sit down on his lap. A startled Kai looks up at you, a blush seeping over his skin. It’s not often his sweet angel is this bold. Your lips meet his in a soft kiss. “Kai” you whine, “need you”. His hands find your hips as he quickly gives in, kissing your lips gently. You guys make out for a while, sucking each other's plush lips as you slowly grind down on him.

His lips are so soft, like jelly, and his hands slide down your back making your heart stutter. He's so pretty and hot and he makes you feel like putty and god you just wanna- out of nowhere he pulls away. You’re sitting there dazed and breathing heavily as Kai squeezes your hips in warning, “I think that’s enough”. This usually means he’s gonna make some lame excuse to go home, but you know very well that when he gets home he’s gonna deal with his boner privately. You huff in annoyance. Why can’t he just use his girlfriend who’s so eager for him?

“Kai. Please.” , Summoning all your courage you mumble, “I wanna have sex”.

He sucks in a breath at that, where’s all this boldness coming from? Little does he know you’ve had enough of the beating around the bush. You need him to stuff your pussy already.

“B-but your not-

“Ready yet” you finish his sentence with a dramatic eye roll. “That's what you think but I’m telling you I am. Why do you say things like that anyways? Do you just not wanna be with me?”

He looks at your furrowed eyebrows, the pleading eyes and fights the urge to fuck you raw right then and there. You make it so hard for him to use his head. “No! No that’s not it. I love you and of course I wanna be with you it’s just-” he breaks off with a frustrated sigh, and the blush comes back to his cheeks, finding it a little embarrassing to admit…. “I…. I just don’t think you can handle me”. He swings his head back to stare at the ceiling, anything to avoid your gaze.

You’re not stupid. You know what people say about him; the rumors that he’s a monster in bed. That he’s cute and sweet on the surface but there’s a mean wildness that he hides. Even his own friends joke about it in front of you. Saying stuff like “good luck”, but you don’t mind these things. If anything, these rumors about Kai excite you, you crave it, even.

“I can handle it!” You insist. Kai brings his head back to look you in the eyes, “I don’t think you understand what I’m trying to say.”

“No, I don't think you understand what I’m trying to say. You think I don’t know anything but I’m not dumb!” Before you say more his hand comes up to grab you by the jaw. “I don’t think you’re dumb but you’re a fucking virgin for godsake. Knowing about something and experiencing it are two different things. You have no idea what you’re actually getting yourself into, and I don't want to corrupt you.”

The intensity and warning in his eyes makes you squirm in his lap. All that kissing plus this glimpse into the real Kai making your pussy wet. Biting your lip, you fight to keep composure.

“I know exactly what I’m getting myself into! I'm also not as innocent as you think I am! You can’t make decisions for me, especially when you won’t even let me prove myself to you. At least give me a chance to show you that I can handle it.”

At this point you’re still heaving, hands clinging to his broad shoulders as you study his face. The intensity in his eyes is still there and it’s doing nothing to relieve the ache in your underwear. His hands hang off the arm rest but your body tingles in the places you wish his hands were instead.

Kai really wants to say no, he means what he said about knowing about something being different than actually doing it. But fuck, his adorable little girlfriend is so eager and ready for him, maybe he should give it a try? And to make matters worse, you’re sitting right on his dick, it’s really clouding up his brain.

He finally speaks after a minute, “you really wanna do this?”

You almost jump out of your skin, “Yes! I do! I promise I can do it!!”

Huening chews his lip in contemplation. “Fine”, he grabs you by the jaw again, “but if we’re gonna do this you have to be able to take everything I give you- and I mean everything- without complaining. And if you can't do it then that’s that.”

You scoff at his threat, “What do you mean by that? We just won’t ever have sex?”

“No, we will. But it’ll be the most boring vanilla sex.” His hands trails down your neck, nails digging into soft flesh. “I don’t mind locking up a part of myself if it means you’ll be happy and safe.”

“Well that’s not gonna happen”, you retort, “cuz I’m gonna prove it to you”.

And as much as he wants to argue, he can’t help being proud at your insistence.

“On your knees”

“H-huh?”, You sputter. The sudden command and change in tone startling. But he only raises a taunting eyebrow, smirking as he says, “already too much for you?”

“N-no!” You scrambled to get on your knees before him, hands neatly placed on your knees, watching as he calmly unzips his jeans. It’s like he flipped a switch; the cute and sweet Kai gone. Your already damp underwear sticking uncomfortably to your pussy. Finally, you get to meet the part of Kai that he’s been hiding from you.

He pulls his dick out, giving it a few pumps and all you can do is stare. You’ve never actually seen his dick before…and now it’s right in front of your face….and…he's big. A little too late to realize that but damn.

“Go ahead” he urges.

As embarrassing as it is, you don’t actually know what you’re doing. But you have been watching videos so you think back to what you’ve learned and reach for Kai. You tentatively wrap a hand around him, biting your lips at the way Kai groans.

You try your hardest to recall what you learned from all those porn videos; first smearing the precum leaking from his tip with your thumb, then giving his tip a soft kiss before going in for a lick.

“Fuck, where’d you learn that?” As far as Huening was aware all you know how to do was kiss. His head spins, maybe you really do know more than you let on.

“I’ve been watching videos.” You chirp excitedly, “I wanna make you feel good!” When his dick is wet enough you slowly ease down, taking as much of it as you can, but you only get about half way before you’re gagging and coughing and have to pull away.

Kai slides his fingers into your hair- he doesn’t do anything at first- just lightly massaging your scalp. “Fuck, baby, you’re so sweet. Almost makes me feel bad for what I’m about to do to you.” Before you can respond he shoves you back down on his cock, laughing at the way you struggle. He pulls you up by your hair and allows you to take a breath. His big hand shoves your right back down, this time he thrust into your mouth a few times. When he brings you back up you’re gasping for air with tears falling from your eyes.

“Too much?” He taunts. But as he leans forward his other hand comes to wipe the tears away. The hungry look on his face morphs into one of sincerity and love as he says, “just tell me to stop and I will.”

But you won’t. You’d be out of your mind to not want this. Yeah, it’s a little more than you were expecting but, shit, it’s everything you’ve ever wanted. You’re hot as fuck boyfriend, sculpted to perfection by the universe, using you in the best way possible. If only he could see how wet your pussy is right now.

You assure Kai you’re fine and get back to work, giving kitten licks here and there while you pump the base. “What am I gonna do with you?” Kai moans. He throws his head back, staring at the ceiling. You don't realize it but his dirty fantasies are coming to life before him, his angel girlfriend on her knees before him, begging to be used like a toy, so eager to please and be ruined.

He leans forwards again and pulls you off his dick. “Open.” He orders. You’re a little dazed from the cock in front of you but you manage to part your lips. He spits in your mouth and brings your right back to his dick, relishing in the way you gag. A few more thrusts and he pulls you off for good, pulling his pants up and ordering you to get in the bed.

From your spot on the bed you observe your boyfriend rummaging through your closet. He seems to be going through the tool box kept behind your clothes for emergencies. The longer you wait the more your insides twist around each other; what could he possibly be looking for? The realization hits that you don’t actually know what he’s gonna do. The rumors you've heard were all vague, never providing details regarding what Kai’s capable of, and you’ve never thought farther than just convincing him to have sex.

What’s he gonna do to you?

Your pussy throbs at the thought, the dainty pink underwear you're wearing is soaked in your wetness. And the lack of attention to that area is making you fidgety. Kai finally finds what he's looking for, but when he makes his way to the bed your heart stutters in your chest and the butterflies in your tummy go wild. As much as you trust Kai, you gulp at the various pieces of rope in his hands. "What's that for?" You ask tentatively. So desperate for attention you don't know how much more of the teasing and games you can take, but you can't let Kai discover how close you are to breaking.

"I think you know what it's for." Kai smirks. He sits down beside you and leisurely ties your limbs to the bedposts. Despite the mean look in his eyes, Kai ensures the ropes aren't too tight; it makes your heart flutter...it also makes something else flutter. Especially when Kai places himself between your knees and drags a finger over your underwear underneath your skirt. The contact makes you whine, so soft and barely there.

"Been wanting to do this for so long", he murmurs. Pushing your underwear aside he runs his finger through your folds, collecting your wetness on his fingers. He smears it over lips and watches with a predatory gaze as you instinctively lick it all up.

"The things I wanna do to you.."

You whimper at his words, the way he said them…. you’re suddenly afraid that maybe you won't be able to handle what he has planned for you. He slips his finger into your gummy walls and both of you moan at the feeling.

“So wet, just for me.” The slow drag back and forth of his finger makes you writhe against your sheets. You tug at the ropes in an effort to cope with this new feeling, and the tugging provides a nice contrast to the feeling between your legs. Your whimpers fill the room along with Kai’s hums of approval. “My pretty baby..” he coos, his other hand gripping your thigh, “no one’s ever touched you here before, hm?”

“No…” you manage a whisper. His finger continues to curve inside you deliciously, occasionally brushing against that spot that makes you see stars.

The whines slipping from your mouth become more and more agitated and needy. It feels like falling, like you’re losing control over your body. Your wrists and ankle are red now from all the pulling and squirming you’re doing.

But Kai only laughs, “pathetic. Falling apart over just one finger. Fucking slut.”

You gasp at that word, slut, he’s never used names like that. More wetness leaks from your pussy, coating Kai’s other fingers. He pulls out of your hole, earning another whine from you, and shoves three fingers into your mouth. As you suck and lick them he shoves them farther down your throat, making you cough and choke. He takes his hand away, this time bringing them down to slap your soaked and sensitive pussy. You jerk froward with a yelp, the ropes digging painfully against your skin.

His hand comes down to give 1, 2, 3 more slaps, leading you to squeal and sob while a tear slips from your eye at the overwhelming sensation.

“Kai!”

“Too much?” He feigns concern, bringing the hand covered in your wetness to massage your thigh, smearing your mess all over the skin there.

You force yourself to take a breath, “No.”

If you’re being honest it is a little too much to take in all at once, however, you can’t back out now. You made such a fuss about it earlier, you'd never hear the end of it from Kai if you didn't succeed.

Kai pulls up your top and palms your boobs through your bra. The new sensation makes you groan; he's never touched you like this before, usually so polite and careful. You need to prove to him you can take everything so he'll always touch you like this. Shoving your bra down he grabs a boob in one hand as he licks and sucks the other one. A gasp falls from your mouth at the sensation; the way his teeth graze your nipple and the way he moves his mouth like a starved man amplifies the ache between your legs.

Simultaneously, he pinches your other nipple and without warning shoves two fingers back into you, pumping them rapidly, giving you no time to adjust.

"Kai!" Your scream is music to his ears. Your helpless body squirms beneath him as his fingers pump in and out of your pussy without mercy.

You lay there taking it, and wail, "I'm gonna cum!"

"No."

Your heart drops hearing that word, "What do you mean no?" His fingers ram so deliciously in and out of you. It's hard to focus on his words. Maybe you heard him wrong?

"W-what do you mean?"

“What, so fucked out you can’t follow a simple order? I mean no, you can’t cum.” His words drip in malice, seeping into your hazy brain and causing the walls of your pussy to clench around his fingers. He senses you dropping your resolve, shoving his fingers even faster, just to torture you some more. He brings his lips back to your nipple, humming as you wince when he nips and licks.

“Cum and you lose; and I’ll know that you can’t handle me.”

The sob that gets goes straight to his dick. He pulls away from your boobs and sits back on his knees to look at your worn out figure, his fingers still pumping in you. Ropes pulled taught as you fight your orgasm, tears running down your neck, pretty moans, rosy cheeks and desperate eyes. Such a pretty sight.

You’re doing better than Huening Kai expected, he expected you to give up at the “no cumming” part. His smirk grows as he plans all the dirty thoughts he’s gonna bring to life if you actually win this thing, he hasn’t even scratched the surface yet. But to focus on the present, he decides you’ve suffered enough. “You wanna cum, princess?” You nod enthusiastically, “Please!” Your thighs shake with tension, trying to keep it together a little longer and ignoring the way Kai’s laugh travels down your spine.

“Eager whore. Go ahead, cum.”

Loud pornographic moans pour from your throat as Kai’s fingers hit that perfect spot and your orgasm finally washes over you. Your body jerks and spasms as the waves engulf you, tight ropes digging into your skin, the only thing keeping you grounded- well, that and Kai’s hands on you.

Coming down from your high, you’re left a whimpering mess. The sight of you is a wet dream that Kai never wants to wake up from. He lets out a hum of approval while massaging your thighs, “such a pretty princess, did so well.” You whimper at his praise, your hole fluttering at the wicked look on his face.

“Now I just need you to cum two more times for me.” He snickers.

“What?!” You must have heard him wrong... The red marks on your limbs burn. Your pussy is red too, and swollen just like your nipples. “Cum two more times? But I-i can’t- I-” you cut yourself off, huffing and puffing at your helplessness.

You bite your lip when you realize what you almost said.

"Can't what?” Kai taunts with a smug smile, “Can't take it? Can’t handle it? Can't do anything but lay there all fucked out and dumb.” Your lips quiver against your will as you attempt to defend yourself, “N-no, I can-”. But he cuts you off, “What a cute, pathetic whore, acting like you still have choice. You will take everything I give you, it’s too late to back out now.” Goosebumps break out over your skin and you search for your sweet Kai behind the wicked haze in his eyes, but you realize it doesn't matter; he's your Kai, and you trust him completely.

His fingers trail down your thigh and over your folds, you gasp when they brush your sensitive bud. Gently, he pushes down, knowing damn well it’s gonna overstimulate you, and relishes at the way you whine. After torturing you some more, he scoops up your cum with his fingers and fucks it back into your hot pussy. He massages your slick walls, taking his time exploring your pussy for the second time.

He lowers himself over you again, this time planting a soft kiss on your lips and another on your tear-stained cheek, a stark contrast to the sinful things he was doing earlier. The feeling doesn’t last long however, because he brings his other hand back to roughly squeeze your boobs. His lips, deceivingly sweet, make their way down to harshly nip and suck the delicate skin of your neck. Fresh tears fall down your face at the overstimulation.

You sniffle, trying your best to stifle a whine, “K-Kai..”. But he simply bites harder on your neck, smiling against your skin. As his fingers find a steady rhythm you feel your second orgasm approaching, much faster this time. “Kai! I’m gonna cum again!” He continues kissing your skin like he can’t even hear you. The only clue of acknowledgement is in how rough he gets; recklessly sucking hickies that are sure to leave a mark, kneading your breasts, pinching your nipple until you cry out.

“Baby!” You scream out urgently as your back arches. Kai groans into your skin, not bothering to lift his head, “So loud, you want the whole apartment building to know what a slut you are?”

“Kai, please, I’m gonna cum I-i- can’t-” take it anymore… the words almost slip past your lips again in your exertion. You gnaw on your lips, praying he didn’t notice, but unfortunately for you, he does.

“What was that, princess?” He taunts, “Wanna say it again?”

“N-no.” You sob. As Huening continues pumping his fingers in you he licks a hot tear streaming down your neck. The tension in your thighs makes them tremble, your whole body is on fire.

“You wanna cum?” He asks against your neck.

You cry out a “Yes!”, not caring how desperate and eager you sound.

Kai grins, “Then beg for it. Convince me that you deserve to cum."

You don’t need much encouragement from him; the pleas falling readily from your quivering lips. If Kai tried to stop you from cumming again you were gonna beg for mercy anyways.

"Please, Kai!", you shriek, "Let me c-cum, please, I've been so good! I took everything without complaining!"

He pretends to give it some thought. "Mm, not good enough." He says simply. So simply, like he's reading a random sentence, like he's not actively ruining you. "No! Please, baby! I-i really need this, I'm gonna die if you don't let me cum. I've been such a good girl-" Your voice cracks at the end as you sob, shutting your eyes tight as you force yourself not to feel his fingers hitting that magical spot. "Such a good girl", you repeat desperately, "And all for you, only for you". This seems to make Kai's ears perk up. "All for me?", He coos, "Such a clever whore, you know just what to say to get what you want, hm?"

You're so focused on not cumming but you force yourself to respond, "N-no, Kai, I m-mean it". "Yeah, baby?", he taunts, "You poor thing. Go on, cum for me."

You finally give in to your orgasm with a groan, each wave hitting you harder than the last. The bliss is almost blinding as your eyes roll back and your wet, hot pussy flutters around Kai's fingers. To your shock, Huening Kai gives you gentle kisses all over your chest, his hand that was roughly palming your boobs now wiping the tears from your cheek. He even eases the pace of his fingers in your cunt, helping you ride out your high.

But just as you start to relax, Kai brings his hand down to slap your cunt again. "Kai!" The shriek slips right past your lips in surprise and you fight to keep your body still, but you're overstimulated and your body completely drained.

"P-please..."

Kai raises his eyebrows mockingly, wondering if you're finally gonna admit defeat. He pouts as he asks coyly, "Something wrong? Want me to stop?" He doesn't even wait for your reply as he slaps you again.

You tremble underneath him, pretending you can't hear the embarrassing squelching sound when his hand meets your dripping pussy. His touch feels so good though, you need him inside you. "Please.." You sniffle, "I-i need you."

"Aw, my pretty baby needs me? What do you need me to do?" His fingers trail across your clit, soft brushes that make you lose your mind. His tone drips in false concern, you can see it in the way his eyes narrow as he watches you. Your mouth goes dry. Something about his eyes seem different, as if a new fire sparked in them, a fire different from what was burning before.

He watches you carefully, noticing the change in your demeanor....noticing the fear on your face. He leans down to press his plush lips to your neck to hide his growing smirk. When he comes back up his clean hand slowly wraps around your neck as his other hand continues toying with your red and swollen pussy. Kai squeezes your neck just enough to see the alarm spread through your features.

A dear in headlights, he thinks fondly.

He gives another squeeze, "I asked a question, baby. I thought you had more manners than this, tch."

"I-...I need y-" You break off with a shaky breath as he applies more pressure to your throat. Your head spins and you give up with a quiet whine.

It's true that there's a new fire burning in Kai. Watching you squirm and whine and fall apart on his fingers has him losing his mind. All he can think about is filling you up with his dick, he's waited so long for this moment.

He quickly pulls away to untie the ropes, he doesn't want you tied up for your first time.

When the ropes are finally gone he searches his wallet for a condom and then joins you back on the bed. Leaning down, pressing all his weight into you, he asks, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" You let out a broken sob at his question, "Yes. I need you to fuck me so bad."

He quickly gets rid of his shirt and pulls his pants down just enough to roll on the condom. Since your hands are no longer bound you can finally touch the smooth skin along his body. You decide to wrap your hands around his biceps, feeling the way his muscles tense. You both moan when he rubs his dick up and down your soaked pussy.

"Fuck", he curses. As he slowly nudges his tip farther, more curses fall from his pretty lips. You whimper and whine, throwing your head against the pillows as his dick stretches you open, the pain hurts so good. Your nails dig into his skin as he finally bottoms out with a low groan. "Pretty baby", he sighs as his head drops to your shoulder, "so tight for me".

It takes everything in him to be still as he waits for you to get accustomed to his size. When you finally tell him to go on he bites the skin at the base of your neck as he slowly thrusts in and out. "Kai!" You moan. As your back arches he slips his arm underneath, keeping your tummies pressed closely. His other hand roughly grabs under your thigh.

He moans in your ear, going crazy from how your pussy clenches around him, "Gonna fuck you.. 'til you can't walk". Little by little his hips start rocking into you faster as he gives into his darkest desires. The sounds you're making aren't helping; loud high pitched screams that you don't even try to stifle. The neighbors are gonna be sick of you two.

"Kai, p-please faster!" you beg, already fucked out of your mind. The way is dick is pumping in and out of you is making you see stars. Kai on the other hand needs no encouragement, he quickens his pace, pounding into you until you're a crying sobbing mess.

He pulls away from your neck to look at your fucked out state, "Such a good slut", he can't control the groan he lets out. He watches your boobs bounce around and the way you cling to him, his hips erratically slamming against yours. He had planned on torturing you some more, to make a desperate, ruined whore out of you but right now he's so drunk off you he can't even think straight. There's always next time, he decides.

"Kai I'm gonna cum!" You sob. A particular rough thrust makes you shriek, and your walls tighten around him. This time he doesn't try to stop you, "Me too, baby. Cum with me."

After a few sloppy thrusts your orgasms hit you at the same time, and both of you are a mess as you unravel at the feeling. Kai finds your lips and kisses you lovingly as you ride out your orgasms together.

When the high finally subsides, you’re still heaving, trying to recover. He gives you one final kiss before he flops down beside you. And despite your fatigue and the fact that you can hardly feel your legs, you excitedly roll over to his side, "See?! I told you I could handle it!!!"

He laughs at that, "Yeah, barely." You're so giddy with excitement you don't even mind his teasing. You just roll your eyes and go to cuddle him. 

——

[dr-solomon]

hey, prada

(🔞) w: (soft&wild) dom!yeonkai × f!reader, anal × vaginal sex, with skirt on, praise, riding, kissing, dirt dirt dirt

You don't believe the cute guys in cheap makeup.

You believe that everyone around them is looking twice at Yeonjun and Kai, even though you've never seen a crowd before.

Their black eyeliner sharpens the gaze, which you think is already intense enough. You lock eyes with Yeonjun more often because of the slightly smoky makeup he sometimes wears. And already Kai seems to be a completely unapproachable person or simply a god. He doesn't care about his surroundings at all and it's like he has his own rules. Yeonjun is a little bit more outside the rules and you feel that he drags Kai along sometimes.

Especially after hearing the rumor that they spend more time in the locker room than anyone else.

Luckily you don't have many friends and you don't hear more of these conversations and lose sleep.

But later, when Yeonjun caught you in a dark place, you were definitely hunted.

The first time you kissed, it felt more amazing than either of you had expected. He pushed you against the wall behind you, placed his hands on the nape of your neck, and let you know how much the taste of you had enraptured him by making your tongues fight. It wasn't hard to guess that he would catch you a second time. But the third time was different. With his right hand on your waist, slowly stroking there, he said breathlessly that he wanted to introduce you to Kai.

Knowing the effect Kai had on you from afar made the offer both exciting and nervous, but it didn't stop you from accepting, even though you'd only been kissing Yeonjun for a few days.

It's a fact that no matter how noble they look and how wild they are, they somehow inspire confidence if they are interested in you. And that's probably what makes them more dangerous?

The apartment they lived in together, so elegant and simple, you weren't sure if it was their little world with little details from them or if this was really their home.

Your meeting with Kai by sitting on his lap and Yeonjun watching this scene from the other corner of the couch with his bright smile distracted you.

During the hour the three of you spent lazily in the living room, neither of them could stop telling you how beautiful you were - and you couldn't stop shifting between their mouths and laps.

They made you wet in the sweetest way you could ever experience in your entire life.

When you took off your top in front of them, your cheeks got so red that when you offered to keep your skirt on, they accepted. Anything you want.

They were usually smiling, but not when they were worshipping your body with their eyes. Not when Kai was watching your breasts, unable to help frowning with all his desire, and Yeonjun was starting to curse a little now.

Soon they were sitting in the middle of the bed, trapping you between their chests, both of your holes filled to the wettest and tightest. As you warmed them up nicely, tons of sensations coursed through your stomach, making you shiver. With every little movement, sweet sounds escaped your lips and Yeonjun is still crazy about it.

“Have you ever done anything like this before?” Kai spoke as his bottom lip brushed against your nipple and you squeezed his hair, he stuck his tongue out as he put the question mark.

“N-no.” You closed your eyes and felt his warm tongue pressing against your sensitive skin. Seeing how your back tensed, Yeonjun gently gathered your hair in his hands and pressed his lips to the nape of your neck. When you dripped some juice right afterward, you could feel the kiss turn into a smile on your skin. As you sigh, his one hand settles on your stomach, pressing your back against his chest.

“And did you like it?” Kai asked now as he lifted his head to look at your lips. His hand came up to brush the hair back from your face and when you nodded at him, his thumb slid down your cheek and pressed against your bottom lip. “Me too, sweetheart.” he watched as his fingers traced the line of your lips. “You're so beautiful...” His voice was deep and warm, going straight to your stomach. "Come on, turn toward Yeonjun for a bit." whispered as he kissed warmly under your chin.

Those few seconds when you move away between them and got off their cocks made you dizzy and uncomfortable. You hurriedly climbed back into their laps.

Yeonjun grabbed you around the waist. “My love...” Your sensitive holes filled as Yeonjun slowly sat you down, sliding with a wet sound. When this intense feeling of fullness hit differently this time, your forehead pressed against his. “Ah-”

Kai's hand, now reaching behind you, slowly went under your skirt and found your clit. “Ahh...” Yeonjun approached your parted mouth and licked your bottom lip. One hand tangled in your hair as you squeezed his shoulders and joined in the wet kiss. Kai rested his chin on your shoulder and began to slowly circle your clit.

Yeonjun's hand in your hair gently turned your head to the side and brought it closer to Kai. And as the two of them together licked your lips filthy, your dripping pussy clenched around them over and over again.

“I- I can't-” Your nails dug into Yeonjun's shoulders, your eyebrows furrowed with the intense feeling that was now becoming overwhelming.

“Are you close?” Yeonjun asked, looking down at your skirt for about two seconds when you nodded in approval quickly. This time Kai's little smile was against your neck. Before slowly biting it there.

At this point, Yeonjun could not resist the urge to slowly lift your skirt with both hands. His eyes first widened and sparkled with desire. Your clit, lazily circled by Kai's middle finger, and the contractions and relaxations of your pussy, which had swallowed his cock to the hilt just below... Behind it all, the wetness glistened so beautifully. “Oh, baby...”

Now you unconsciously started to squeeze them both harder because of his watching. “F-fuck...” Yeonjun hissed and Kai suddenly grabbed you with his palm, making you jump slightly.

All the deep breaths you were trying to take were interrupted by their cocks stirring your gut.

Kai's warm hands adapted to the warm surface of your waist, while Yeonjun cupped your thighs nicely and made you move slowly. You pressed your lips together and began to rock your hips slowly. As you rode them at the same time, the warm sensation spreading across all three of your stomach was unparalleled. All that fullness pumping dirty into you every time your body lifted up pressing against Yeonjun's shoulders and you looked amazing as you eagerly shake your hips against them in a sweet rhythm.

“God...” Yeonjun's grip weakened a little. “Am I r-really... not allowed to see it?" he muttered under his breath as he looked at your skirt. Inside you, they're harder and harder every time you bounce.

Kai's sharp breaths hit your back, sending goosebumps down your spine. He didn't pull his face away from your neck. “You smell so good.” he murmured against your skin and you turned your head towards him. This time your eyes met as you sat on their lap, squeezing around them madly.

You could only see Kai's eyes widen for a second as he gripped your hips so hard that your body shook and fell against Yeonjun's chest. A crying sound came out of your mouth as he immediately lifted his hips for yours and hit you from the back.

Yeonjun smiled and whispered as he combed your hair back with both hands. “You don't want to play with him.”

Taking you by the hands, he helped you sit upright again and his left hand gently cupped the back of your neck, resting his warm open mouth on your neck and licking your skin, savoring the taste he loved.

Then they hold each other's hands on either side of your body in synchronization and you put your hands on their hands and start jumping like this.

Every position you can feel like a princess.

All the praise and encouragement made the orgasm even crazier than it already was and certainly not just once.

©dr-solomon 2025 💪💪💪

[my313]

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ perv!huening kai

mdni 18+ only!

⋆ pairing: bobarista!kai & bobarista f!reader

⋆ summary: your shy and unbearably handsome new co-worker seemed normal. that is, until you catch him peeking through the back door to watch you change.

⋆ genre/themes/warnings: pervy!kai, no strong dom/sub themes, semi-public masturbation (m), getting caught (?)

⋆ word count: 1.7k

a/n: ITS TIME HE IS FINALLY HEREEEEEE. might do a pt 2 cuz im not very satisfied w this and i need them to fuck JDKDJF 😭 tysm to @boba-beom for helping me brainstorm <333 enjoy :3

kai never meant to keep this habit up.

the first time was an accident. it was the one time you both were doing the closing shift, and like the nice boy he is, he let you get changed out of your work clothes first.

by the time he finished, you still weren’t out to greet him by the counter. kai decided, he’ll just take a slight peep at the back since he needed to discard his apron and hang it up anyway. it’s like the universe set the pieces perfectly in front of him, because the locker room door seemed to creak softly until an opening formed.

there’s been a number of times where he’s tried to make his broad frame smaller, curling behind the wall while watching you take off your shirt, memorising the colours and patterns of your underwear. kai could probably recite it the same way he does the boba shop’s menu – probably even better. it’s no wonder that you’re the first thing on his mind when his fist closes in on his length, and the last when he’s hiccuping your name while spilling for the third time every other night. the guilt only catches up to him when he feels the slimy ooze of his cum sliding down his stomach, wincing at the feeling.

he says this each time, something along the lines of, “i just passed by!” or “the door was open anyway…” to his own conscience. he knows you’re not hearing anything he says to justify why he starts to stay outside the locker room five minutes longer, ten minutes more — why he urges you to change clothes first, and why he keeps signing up for shifts that line up with yours.

at first, you thought kai’s constant efforts of being around you while blushing and barely being able to look at you was a small crush. something that dissipates once you undergo the weekend rushes, but kai continues his advances.

he makes you your favourite bubble tea and watches intently as your lips latch onto the thick straw then suction out the pearls. he helps you arrange boxes of ingredients when you can’t reach the tallest shelf, always hovering behind you and says he’s just “making himself useful.”

what you don’t know is that he’s grown an odd liking to watching your lips plump up against the roundness of the straw, fueling his feverish dreams of having you on your knees and doing the same to his cock. you don’t know that when he offers to ‘make himself useful’, he’s often thinking with his dick. he’s dazed by the delicious view of your skirt riding up, inwardly cheering when he catches a glimpse of where your thigh high socks squeeze the fat of your thigh.

on other days, he goes mad from seeing your shitty tights rip from the smallest movements. he pictures ruining them entirely, your face pressed against the very same lockers where he watches you undress.

the first time the bells started to ring in your head that kai may not be as innocent as you think, you’re just a bit shocked.

you recall the door being slightly ajar, and in hopes that your co-worker was still at front, you slung your bag over and went out, only to be greeted by kai’s blushing face and obvious boner. your eyes met for a brief moment, and while you expected some sort of explanation, kai only flashed an awkward smile like always and walked past you.

“s-see you tomorrow, yn.” he said, as if the huge elephant in the room wasn’t ghosting over your skin as he made his way into the locker room. if you hadn’t looked down, you would have thought you just caught kai in his natural state – flushed pink and too shy for his own good. but that definitely changed your mind.

so, you decided to run a few experiments to test your hypothesis.

the next few weeks consist of essentially testing your potentially perverted co-worker. it should be a harder pill to swallow, finding out kai had been watching your half-naked body for a good ten minutes per day. yet, you find yourself taking pride in the way you make kai act. you don’t bother to check if the door closes fully behind you each time you go change.

kai’s on his first toilet break of the day. he blames you and your choice of outfit. lately, you’ve been coming in in mini skirts and thigh highs, and today, you’re in one of his favourite pleated skirts and another one of your flimsy tights.

he swears you’re doing it on purpose, because on restock day, you’re typically grumpy and wearing sweatpants and a hoodie. but just the other day, you were fishing out the packets of pearls from the delivery, bent over with your cute, strawberry-printed panties immediately drawing out a “g-gonna take a break real quick!” from kai.

as if masturbating to you in the privacy of his bedroom wasn’t enough, he’s developed a sick routine of jerking off in the unkempt staff toilet. kai spends more of his lunch hours with his hands enveloping his cock at the thought of you than actually taking a break.

when it’s time for you to leave, your normal routine ensues. you go into the locker room with kai not-so-discreetly following behind, acting as if he’s double checking if the stock in the back is the right amount.

today though, kai doesn’t know what overcomes him. maybe it was the fact that you wore a matching set; pretty pink lace adorning your skin, holding you in places he wishes he could get his filthy hands on. maybe it’s the fact that you’re half-naked for a good five minutes, distracted on your phone to even proceed switching to a comfy sweatshirt.

within those five minutes, kai’s palming himself over the thick material of his jeans.

in the next two, he’s fumbling over the zipper and hastily unhooking the button. his cock is very obviously staining his briefs, leaking profusely and begging to be freed.

kai is quick to fall prey to his urges; what really does it for him is the way you bend over to pick up something that fell to the floor. he doesn’t notice nor care what it is. it’s tunnel vision from here on out, eyes trained on the plushness of your ass, deliciously cradled by your panties and pushed out for his viewing.

his mind is overtaken by obscenities. everything from smothering his face in your cunt to your knees faltering from how he’s made you cum.

he pictures his leaking tip soiling the crotch of your panties, imagining how he’d rut in and out between your thighs, like some makeshift fleshlight, before pulling your underwear off. his eyebrows scrunch at the thought of your skin covered in streaks of white. he thinks that you’d look up at him with wide eyes that ask for “one more?” even when he’s given you his load over and over, grunts morphing to sensitive whimpers.

kai’s body is on overdrive; eyes threatening to shut as his mind drifts into familiar territory but not wanting to miss the sight in front of him. his teeth are digging into his bottom lip to the point of tasting blood, while his arms are starting to give out from the speed he’s stroking himself at.

when you finally snap out of your phone break, kai takes it as a sign to speed up more than he already is. his hips chase after his tight fist, desperate to finish before you find out about his little secret. his stomach caves from the spike of euphoria until it peaks and he can’t stop himself from shooting out ribbons of his cum, his bottom lip surely taking a cut from how hard his canines have sunk into the skin.

he finally releases his bottom lip and takes a quick breather, cautious about whether you’ve put your clothes on. kai scrambles to rip a tissue roll to wipe the floor when he sees you absentmindedly smiling at your phone and walking towards the door.

he leaps into the staff toilet in a rush, just before you step out of the locker room.

you’re still on your phone when you move to the front of the shop, waiting on kai before taking your leave. glancing up at the toilet door from where you’re seated, you stifle a laugh as you think back on the delectable view you caught a peek at earlier. you shake your head at your co-worker’s antics, finding it a mix of silly, pathetically weird and also… sexy? hot?

kai makes an entrance with his apron snug against his body. you try to hold back a full-blown laugh and settle for a polite smile instead, waving your hand at him. “i’m gonna head out now– oh, wait,” your eyebrows knit together upon seeing the fresh tear on his lip.

you rush to his side, pressing your chest against him as your hands reach out to his face. your thumb rests on his bottom lip but you can feel his cheeks heat up against your other fingers. you know what you’re doing, and kai knows that you do. he’s thanking his self from five minutes ago for putting on this apron, because if not, you’d be stuck feeling his awakening hard on again.

“did you get hurt today? i didn’t see this earlier.” you frown, pressing your thumb against his bottom lip. he winces slightly, trying to pull away. a breath is stuck in his throat, the closeness rendering him to just a couple of meek nods or shakes of his head.

kai finally manages to get you back in your space. he shakes his head, “o-oh.. yeah! just– just cut my lip while eating earlier..?”

“be careful next time, yeah?” you chuckle, playfully bumping into him with your hip. “that face is our best seller!”

he laughs nervously, “that’s all you..!”

you’re leaning towards him again, coy with your hands folded behind your back. just enough to have him hitching his breath and anticipating more, but not so much to touch him.

you smile mischievously, hinting at what you just saw earlier. “both of us then? we put on a good show, hm?”

he gulps, “uh– no, you’re definitely much better.”

“i dunno,” you tease, finger tapping your lip almost mockingly as if pondering. “you’re a quick thinker.”

oh shit. you knew.

[erotichwa]

escape ᯓ soobin x femreader

genre: smut, slice of life, little teeny bit fluff

warnings: stress pretty much hard fucking you, sweetest boyfie service top!soobin, soft sex turned into... hehe. oral (f), pet names, spit / lmk if I missed anything!

it's been a hell week for you. you don't know if this is karma getting back to you or your classmates are really just a bunch of assholes making your life miserable.

monday and tuesday started as fine, but it turned into a nightmare after that. wednesday became your starting point—your pet peeves annoying the shit out of you and even corrected your behavior for scolding your classmates who are circling around a fainted girl. you're literally in charge of keeping the class not as chaotic as possible.

thursday really got you. some asshole wrote nasty words on your notebook and you were asked by your professor why did you write it. you explained to him in a panicked voice, "sir, even though I'm foul mouthed sometimes, I would never ever write stupid shit like that to my own notebook." good thing he considered it and gave you a good grade.

friday—earlier, made you almost burst into angry tears. your professor presented a documentary to your class for reflection and to write your opinion about it, but before that happened, you noticed the girl who looks like a butchered barbie whispering to her friend. you shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing. after that, her friend literally sat down in front of you to block the tv from your view. you were pissed, you love watching documentaries.

after class, you immediately went to your boyfriend's house. you entered the house unannounced and plopped down on the couch with a loud, exaggerated sigh.

soobin, who is currently playing mario kart, paused his game to greet you with a kiss. "hey babe, how's school?" sigh, being a college student sucks when your boyfriend just freshly graduated.

you start to ramble about your day and how today's week has been pissing you off. your professor even scheduled to finish the powerpoint presentation by monday—and your group hasn't even started researching!

"I'm sorry about that, love." soobin sighed, placing his big hand on your cheek to caress it. "and I know you haven't got a proper sleep after your examinations. you need a break."

"how?" you asked. "I'm literally gonna cry out of anger right now, maybe even commit arson. but seriously, how am I gonna rest if I have a shit ton of work to do? our date is canceled because of work."

"love, as much as I want to help, I cannot control your professors. and we can reschedule our date, hon. don't worry about it." he says softly, planting a kiss on your forehead which made you feel relieved.

"why don't you let me help you relax and escape from the reality, hmm?" he continued, his eyes filled with lust and admiration for you. you nod at his suggestion, letting him push you gently on the couch to lay on it.

soft, breathy moans escape your lips, legs spread and tits out as soobin eats you out. it was messy, actually. but you didn't mind—he looks good with his mouth and chin covered in your juices and his drool.

your back arched slightly when he inserts one of his long ass fingers, and since you were lost in this pleasure, you started to grind on it because why not?

"a-ahhah... soob..." you whimpered, a sigh coming out from his mouth. "you greedy princess... look at you being fucked out when we just started."

soobin suddenly pulls out his finger, making you whine. he stands up and pulls you on the edge of the couch before aligning his cock on your entrance. you genuinely thought that he was going to be hard on you, just like he always does.

but you were surprised when he pushes himself inside you and starts to thrust with a slow speed, as if grinding on you. you had gotten a little sensitive since it's been two weeks without any sex, blame the shitty college shit of course. and oh, my. it felt like you were in heaven.

having sex with soobin was always passionate, but not as passionate as tonight. you grip his biceps, looking up at him with your mouth slightly drooling. "more.."

"hmm? you want more?" he says, smirking at your request. he paused his thrusting, his lips crashing into yours in a heated kiss.

"you want more, hon? I'll give you more."

© iluvmy-desire, 2024 [ please don't steal. reblogging and liking my posts will be very appreciated. ]

[beom-s-author]

txt reactions- they are jealous

choi soobin

- You were sitting with Soobin in the practice room. While the guys were practicing their dance for the new album, Soobin and you were sitting next to each other and chatting. Your laughter could be heard from even the farthest corner. You were showing Soobin videos of your nephew on your phone. It was a video taken at your house. Your nephew was running around the house with one of your clothes on his head. While you were watching, a message came from upstairs. It was your best friend Jaesung. It was obvious that Soobin and he weren’t getting along very well, but of course you were still seeing Jaesung. After Jaesung sent you a message asking if you had any plans, Soobin stood up. “I didn’t know he was still texting you.” You slowly stood up as well. “He’s my friend, of course I text him and he texts me. I thought we were over that.” Soobin took a deep breath at what you said. “Let’s talk about this later. This isn’t the best timing right now.” He left you there alone and walked away.

choi yeonjun

It was a normal morning. After you and Yeonjun had done the shopping for the house, you were waiting at the cash register to pay. Of course, you and him had made yourselves unrecognizable with your masks, hats, and coats. Yeonjun was holding out his bags for you to put your purchases in. While Yeonjun was paying, you were dragging your belongings to the door and trying to take them away. At that moment, a man approached you and offered to take the bags. Just as you were about to decline his offer, Yeonjun quickly walked over to you and held your hand. “There’s someone who can help her. Please go now.” You could swear that this was the first time you’d ever seen Yeonjun this angry. You continued to walk home slowly. When you got home, Yeonjun was acting cold towards you. “Hey, are you okay?” When Yeonjun nodded, you went over to him. “You’re not thinking about what happened there, are you?” You looked at Yeonjun with those eyes that he could never resist and Yeonjun immediately softened. He shook your hand with his. “Of course. Now let’s put our purchases away.”

choi beomgyu

There were tons of things you could do together with Beomgyu. You could watch a movie or draw. Maybe he could play his guitar for you. But you decided to put on your jackets and go to a rink that was out of the way. You took the skates, put them on, and put on your helmets. You and Beomgyu started skating while smiling at each other. Beomgyu was a little talented at things like that compared to you. The slippery ground under your feet made you nervous. You kept holding on to the railings on the side with your hands. You were scared but you tried not to show it. As time passed, you got looser and started skating until you fell down with a thud. You grabbed the hand that was reaching to pick you up from the ground. Because you thought it was Beomgyu. When you saw a cute boy with blue hair in front of you, your eyebrows furrowed. Then Beomgyu ran to you. “Baby, are you okay?” You nodded at Beomgyu’s words and held his hand. Beomgyu felt different when he saw the boy. “Who was that?” “I don’t know, the thought just appeared next to me. I thought it was you and held your hand.” Beomgyu exhaled and looked at you. “I’m sorry.. It felt like you were alone, but please don’t do it again.. sometimes I can get jealous even if I don’t want to.”

kang taehyun

you were planning on having a typical Sunday, until you ran into your ex-boyfriend. You and Taehyun went to the cat cafe as you always did. You enjoyed petting the fluffy animals that came to the tables. Even though your drinks got hairy, you still enjoyed it. You picked up a cat and gave your phone to Taehyun to take a picture. When you took a few steps back, you bumped into your ex-boyfriend. The cat escaped from your lap, but Taehyun ran to him when you held his shoulder. Your ex-boyfriend turned to you and said, "Are you okay?" You confirmed it with Taehyun's arrival. You were left confused with Taehyun, who looked at your ex boyfriend and scared him, but Taehyun was still soft and calm as before when you got home. So you didn't mind it. But asked. "Why did you get jealous?" "Jealous,me? You are lying." You chuckled. "Okay, then. Maybe I understood wrong." Taehyun sighs. "A bit."

kamal hueningkai

It didn’t seem normal for your boyfriend to be jealous of you. You were living together at your house. You invited 3 of your friends from college to meet him. 2 of them were girls and 1 was a guy. You never thought Hueningkai would be jealous. You all sat together and played board games. You were divided into 2 teams. Suho always said he wanted to team up with you. You had good chemistry during group games. Hueningkai slowly backed away. He usually watched you. Hours had passed by the time you realized this. When your friends went home, you went with Hueningkai. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Hueningkai raised his head when he heard you call him. “Nothing, I guess I was just bored.” “I’m sorry. I guess I upset you.” He smiled as he hugged Hueningkai. “It’s okay. I’d be happier if you just played with me.”