#hyuk kwon smut

[koiiiji]

I love your writing! I will continue to support you😭🫶🏻🫶🏻Can you write hyeok kwon x reader nsfw?

nsfw alphabet

author's note ; THANK UUUU💌!! i haven’t really following wb hashtag lately, so im sorry if someone already did nsfw alphabet with Kwon Hyuk

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a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hyuk is sleeeeeeeeepy. after sex you need to push him to the shower, so he won't fall asleep all naked and sweaty (but let's be honest, sometimes it happens too...). but usually after shower he likes to get in comfortable, close position and snuggle into your body and blankets to slowly fall asleep with small sex talk (i think he likes to hear your prises after sex, like did he do a good job? (ofc he did)).

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i think he appreciates his arms and hands! he knows that he has some strength and likes when you can grip on to his biceps in the heat of the moment. i mean he knows how to work his hands.

as for you, he truthfully loves every part of you. if you ever asked him 'what part of me is your favorite?' he would actually say boobs. he likes resting on them.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

i don't think Hyuk is particularly keen on making a mess, especially of the bed. i truthfully think he'd surprisingly enjoy cumming on your face, mainly around your lips. messy oral? he's done for.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i honestly have no idea what to put here, because Hyuk is quite lazy and not really kinky... but maybe he would like to try some role games?... sex in cosplay costumes maybe?... like to see you in cute bunny or kitty costume with ears and tail? maybe?

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

he is pretty experienced. he watched a lot of porn — different kinds, from home to most trivial ph shit. don't forget that Hyuk and Wooin are friends since high school and this fact alone allows to think that these gremlins been through some experience. so don't worry, he knows how to use his fingers and dick!

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

so, i think something simple like missionary where he can stare into your eyes, kiss you, tell you sweet things, etc. his ultimate choice is on the side, when he can hold your leg and slowly fuck you from behind. cowgirl can work too if he is extremely lazy today.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

can't help but be clumsy sometimes. he can't help but giggle when hair gets caught in your mouth or some other silly thing. however, he likes to keep things intimate and prefers to have a serious moment with you in bed

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

clean shaved or well trimmed. i think he finds it more aesthetically attractive and just likes to keep his higiene be that way.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

calm, can joke sometimes if it's appropriate of course. but mostly he is completely immersed into the process — kissing, cuddling, holding your body, tease, whisper sweet nothings into your ear

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Hyuk is super chill about...everything. if he needs it right now he will do it. he doesn't see anything wrong with it honestly

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

okay so...i think vanilla. when you're getting to know him and for the first few times you have sex, he keeps it simple. but with time he can go more and more sweet and even romantic. however, i think Hyuk have his kinkier side!! i think he really enjoys mocking you. like 'so wet for me already? greedy girl' and other dirty talk.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

your bedroom! he is super lazy and if he had opportunity he would stay in bed all day (and this is canon i think, still it been stated in wb that he is lazy and likes his bed too much)

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

seeing you all domestic, in his oversized clothes, just woke up standing in the kitchen, hair is messed and eyes are still sleepy. he really likes slow morning sex on the kitchen!!

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

bringing other people to your bedroom. and really weird stuff like peeing or something like that

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

mmm 50/50 with giving. i don't think he have a great skills. like he surely can go down on you, but Hyuk is not super skilled and his tongue and jaw get tired quite fast. but he is not pushing you to give oral to him either.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends on his mood. he can get really fast when he's feeling extra needy or kinky. however, when usually Hyuk will take his sweet time teasing you and go nice and slow with his thrusts, movements, touches. but there are time where he could also use slowness to his advantage and tease you.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

nope. i think he consider it as unnecessary splash of energy, he would rather wait until you two have a mood for proper sex. and he likes resting in bed and generally are lazy so it's no.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

uuuh, he definitely wanted to try few places like changing rooms, or maybe friend's place, but just out of curiosity, he probably won't like it, so his preference is bedroom (read 'because he fall asleep almost immediately')

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

i don't think he has very high stamina. it's not that he gets really sleepy after, but he can't go for multiple rounds. i think Hyuk doesn't really understand the point of few rounds if you two already had great time. like he can go two rounds if you insist or it's been a long time since he's seen you. he can last a while though, i think. but dont expect him to be sex machine, he is super lazy.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

most of the time he is indifferent about such things. if that means it will bring you extra pleasure, he don't mind.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

ohh he likes to tease!! both with words and actions! he likes to tease you through your panties with his slander fingers, he likes to tease your clenching pussy after he spent some time with his fingers ther. he likes to give you playful bites, slapping, literally everything!! he loves teasing so so much

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

keeps quiet, mostly. some interjections of grunts and groans, especially when he cums. he uses his voice more for humiliating-sweet talk, when he teases you! he loves hearing your noises, though, and it gives him more encouragement than anything.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

once you woke him by going down on him. he really liked it and secretly want to wake up like this more often, but he is kinda shy to ask this since he doesn't really enjoy doing same to you (as i said, only because he isn't that skilled and get tired fast)

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

i would say average. he is quite slim, vienny, but okay, maybe a little longer than average.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i think he has a fluctuating sex drive. during flu and cold season — autumn and winter — he is so clingy, desperate for your body heat, and won't let you escape warm bed, snuggling into your boobs. however, during the summer... just dont touch him. hot weather affects him so much that you hardly receive a hug from him.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

immediately. just few minutes after shower, when you two just cuddling, murmuring soft nothings and you found him not answering you, so you rise your head just to see he already softly snoring in his sleep.

[dorayakichan]

hello, can i request nsfw hcs for the sabbath crew? (you can leave out red glasses + hyuk if you don’t write for them) thank you!!

Windbreaker nsfw headcanons: Sabbath Crew (Joker, Wooin, Hyuk x fem!reader)

"You know I'm one of the bad guys, right?"

Genre: headcanon, smut

CW: MDNI, nsfw, smut, oral, penetration, rough, fem!reader is aged up

Joker

He had noticed you since the beginning of the tournament, in fact, it was impossible for him not to when you were so dazzling and attractive. 

Yet, you were enemies and the further the tournament went the more your crew and his clashed. 

Who would have thought that in between all these clashes, something more would have sparked something so wrong yet so good that both of you, were unable to stop now.

He grips your hips tightly as he inserts himself into you, nearly bruising your soft thighs, pushing all of his member inside of your swollen core. His grunts and your whimpers fill the room as he looks at your pleading innocent stare.

“More!....faster!” you are always giving those pleading eyes to him. Which is also his signal and his consent to do things to you a woman’s body like yours would have it hard to withstand. He slams hard so hard that his dick touches your clit, it’s wrong, it’s dangerous yet you love the feeling of pain coursing through you as he doesn’t stop at that.

He is rough fucking you as if he is possessed, molding the shape of your inside to the shape of his cock. He doesn’t stop nor slow down even when tears start coming out of your eyes, because he knows that's how you like it, he knows your deepest desires and fantasies. As he moves his arms up and down your body resting them on your boobs and squeezing them.

He sucks on your nipples and licks them as if they are the most delicious thing he has ever tasted in his life, as he comes closer to his release.

“I’m close.” He says waiting for your approval before increasing the speed, and releasing himself inside of you, obviously with a condom on. There is no way this man would risk having to take one more responsibility in his life.

He lays beside you as you snuggle into his opened arms, laying your head on his chest. You give him a peck smiling at him. 

“You know I’m one of the bad guys right?” he asks you.

“It’s too late to say this now after what you did…Hmm?” you give him a kiss, a more passionate and lustful one this time getting on top of him. “Wanna go for another one?” you seductively ask.

Wooin

Once you had come to cheer for your friends and that’s when that day you happened to cross paths with this infamous guy. Another time you met him again in another race as you were cheering for your friends he approached you and asked for your number.

Here you are now, getting your face nearly sucked as he devours you. It happened once, and you thought it was all there was going to be. Then it happened one more time and another and another until you both found out you couldn’t stop it anymore whatever this was you would always go back to him and he would always call you and only you.

As he grabs you by your waist shoving you on his couch he unbuckles his pants giving you a full sight of his erect cock. “Are you sure you can take this baby? After all, you know I’m one of the bad guys, right?

Your hand wraps around the base of his cock, while keeping eye contact as you lick the tip of his member. Teasing him, moving your tongue in circles around it slowly before putting it all in your mouth.

“I guess that’s a yes then.” He smiles, pushing your head deeper making you nearly choke.

Your movements in the beginning are slow as you adjust your mouth to his length but they don’t stay like that for long as you feel your hair getting grabbed harshly. He starts fucking your mouth as if having been deprived of food and water for days. 

“Keep your eyes up!” He orders. Wooin loves the teardrops falling out of your eyes as you nearly choke on his member in absolute need of air which he deprives you of, until the moment of his release. And even then he keeps his dick on your mouth until he has fully released everything inside expecting you to swallow it all. 

He licks the tears on your face as he deviously smiles. “Guess I got hard again? Care to help?”

Hyuk/Hyeok Kwon

I don’t think you would have caught Hyuk’s eyes if not for those amazing tricks you had pulled that one early morning as you practiced with your friends for the tournament. He was walking alone when he noticed you and your crew. Your eyes were shining with excitement as you showed the others your incredible moves. 

He first came up to you when you were alone going home, then another time while you were biking around town asking for a race. After some time he asked you to teach him one of your tricks while he would teach you one of his. It kind of seemed like he was following you around just to learn those tricks. 

So you were not sure how you had ended up on the same bed, head on the mattress as you felt his cock push into the wet folds of your stimulated pussy. He moved into you from behind, thrusting slowly but enticingly as one of his hands was on your pussy playing with his fingers your overstimulated clit. 

His grip tightens as he starts to move faster. Between the deep breaths you both let out he says. “How can you be so wet? You know that I’m one of the bad guys right?”

“Oh God, is that what you are thinking right now?” his words kind of excite you but you try to act annoyed. “Kind of…” he answers.

“Well bad during the day but good during the night!” You say as his eyes widen. He pulls you by your arms as your back arches slightly getting you as close as possible to him, while his thrusts become faster and faster. 

He leans his head on your back as he moves hot breaths tickling your skin. If he lets go you are sure you will hurt your nose as your arms have become limp from the tight hold he has on them, you nearly can’t feel them anymore as he pushes more and more until his release comes closer.

He lets you go with no warning as he takes his dick out of you stroking on it for a few seconds until his cum comes out dripping on your back. Painting it all in white. You fall asleep fast after that, not even hearing the click of the door as he exits the room leaving you naked and spent on top of the bed.

[azmaranadir]

THINGS THEY SAY WHEN YOU CUM

NSFW 18+ WIND BREAKER, FEM READER, JAY, VINNY, OWEN, JOKER, WOONIN, HYUK

JAY

-> "Doing so perfect for me...keep cumming, okay?"

VINNY

-> "Fuck, you can do better, (Y/N). Give me one more..."

OWEN

-> "You are cumming so pretty, my Pretty Girl~"

JOKER

-> "groan, you clenching so hard...are you begging for more?"

WOONIN

-> "tch and who allowed that little slut to cum? Because it wasn't me~. Let's try it again, and this time it's me who tells you when to cum."

HYUK KWON

-> "Good girl..."

[shintaru]

Yeah, it's you (oh, it's you)

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Warnings: Wooin, drug use, high on adrenaline, orgasm denial, over stimulation, unprotected sex, fem receiving, cream pie, caught, public sex, not proof read, amateur smut writer

You warm up and stretch preparing for your race. You double check your bike making sure it’s in good condition to race. The teams racing are monster, ghost, & sabbath crew. It won’t be an easy match. After all sabbath crew plays dirty. Monster told you to sit this race out due to sabbath crews game play but you decided against it not wanting to be treated differently because you’re a girl.

Besides you just have to speed past them and you won’t get hurt right? You think trying to reassure yourself. Pulling your hair into a bun showing off the monster crew logo on your back. You put your helmet in and head to the race track.

Somehow you managed to be in between Wooin and his tall friend Joker. "shit" you think to yourself anyone who rides beside Joker falls off their bike, you're just a little relieved that you're no where near Hyuk Kwon aka grim reaper. You get chills just thinking about the way he rides.

The loud guy with colorful hair shouts the rules of the match to all the viewers. “Hey, why don’t we have some fun just the two of us when we win the race?” Wooin says giving you a big grin. You roll your eyes adjusting your helmet. “What makes you think I’d go anywhere alone with you, and we’re winning not you” you reply. “Is monster crew always like this?” Wooin says under his breath but loud enough for you to hear him.

A blaring sound goes off letting you know the race has begun. You stay behind monster trying not to exhaust your energy before you sprint the last stretch. Joker and Wooin speed up right beside you looking over at Joker you can see he’s getting ready to crash into you. He hits his bike against yours and pushes you causing you to lean too far to the side landing on Wooin.

“Can’t stay off of me already” Wooin says smirking “shut up” you reply “I’ll take off first” you tell monster, he nods his head speeding up himself. Slowing down as you come towards the curve you get behind Wooin and speed around him on the other side trying to avoid joker drifting around the curve you crash into Wooin almost knocking you both off bikes.

You’ve passed sabbath crew but you can feel them right behind you. You glance behind you widening your eyes when you see Wooin right behind you with his forked tongue hanging out his mouth. “Where do you think you’re going” he says. “He’s on something” you think to yourself referring to the red capsule you saw him pour into his drink before the race. You try losing him at the next curve but you can’t shake him off. Trying to think of a way to get him off your tail Hwangyeon Choi crashes into you trying to knock Wooin off his bike.

You really think you’re going to fall now but once again you end up leaning against Wooin’s shoulder. “What are you playing at?” You ask him. “I told you already, I want us to have some fun together after the race” he replies. You roll your eyes leaning off his shoulder once you got your balance back. Joker comes out of no where in front of you two keeping Hwangyeon Choi in check. Following him Hyuk kwon does his signature jack knife trick hitting Hwangyeon in the nose sending him flying off his bike.

Seeing as they are distracted making sure Hwangyeons crew isn’t hit on their heels you speed past sabbath crew trying to get as far away as possible from Hyuk Kwon. “Definitely don’t want to race against that lunatic” you think to yourself. You sprint the last stretch with you and Monster coming in first and second place either Joker and Wooin in third and fourth.

Hyuk Kwon got disqualified for his jack knife trick. He isn’t allowed to race in the next race as penalty. You can see Wooin is pissed. “Told you we’d win” you tell him laughing as you walk past him heading to the locker rooms. The rest of your crew stayed back to take pictures and monster started doing squats…“That workout maniac” you say shaking your head in disbelief at his determination before turning around and entering the locker rooms.

You take your suit off leaving your slight sweaty body somewhat exposed you had under shorts and a bra under your suit but you don’t like wearing anything else underneath it gets too hot. Taking your hair down you open your crews locker just for it to slam in your face.

Turning around you’re met Wooin’s piercing gaze. “You think this is funny?” he yells startling you a little. “Well isn’t i?” You ask taking a step closer to him placing your hand on his chest pushing him back a little. “Get out so I can change” you tell him. You turn around to open your locker once again. Before you can put in the code Wooin has turned you around slamming you into the locker making you gasp as the cold metal touches your sweat drenched skin.

Wrapping his tattooed hand around your throat and pulling your face close to his “you don’t understand how angry and turned on i am right now” he says. You’re a little scared with how aggressive he is being with you. His eyes shift from your eyes to your lips and back up to your eyes. Dragging his thumb over your bottom lip dragging it down he says “let me taste you” you swallow nodding your head in response realizing that’s as close as you’ll get to him asking for your consent.

He wastes no time attaching his lips to yours. He drags his forked tongue across your bottom lip making you moan, he takes the opportunity to stick his tongue in your mouth tasting you. Pulling away from the kiss you’re both still attached to one another by a string of your mixed saliva that lingers on the both of your lips.

His sticks his fingers in your mouth telling you to suck on them you do as your told. Pulling his fingers out your mouth he slides them into the hem your shorts straight into your underwear. You stop his wrist saying “Wait someone might see us!” He gets closer to your ear and says with a smirk “Isn’t that the fun of it, love?” Sliding two fingers between your folds pushing them into you stretching you out with a scissoring motion.

“Wooin” you moan out gripping onto his forearms for support. He lifts your right leg over his hip holding it there to have better access to you. He rests his forehead on yours still thrusting his fingers in and out of you. “You’re squeezing my fingers so tightly” he says “I’m gonna come” you moan.

Wooin grabs the bottom of your jaw holding it open “You don’t get to come until I say so got it?” He says while spitting in your mouth, pulling his fingers out of you he sticks them in your mouth swirling your juices and his spit on your tongue you moan and suck on his fingers.

You don’t know how you got here but you’re completely naked with your back propped up against the lockers legs wrapped around Wooin’s waist as he thrusts in and out of you with a savage pace. You’re sure your back will have bruises with how hard you’re hitting the locker with each thrust.

Tears stream down your face from the pain. “Slow down it’s too much, it hurts” you plea. “You don’t get to give me orders” He says while licking your tears from your face. He continues fucking you with his rough pace.

"you can take it like the slut you are, right?" Wooin says. You nod your head letting him know you’ll behave. You needed to come so badly so you listened to him.

He stops thrusting in you and carries you over to the bench laying you down. Walking over to sabbath crew’s locker he grabs his clothes from their duffle bag and puts them under your hips. “What are you doing?” You ask “making it easier, what does it look like I’m doing?” You may back on the bench as he pulls your hips to meet his thrusting into them. “Mhm, Wooin” you moan loudly at how deep he’s reaching into you from the new position.

“Someone is going to hear us” you say “If you don’t want them to hear, stop moaning my name so loud” he replies

“I see the way you look at me when you think no one’s watching just switch to sabbath crew” he says. Before you can reply Monster walks in “shit I’m screwed” you think but you feel too good to care right now.

“What’s taking you so long to get changed? We are supposed to train” Monster says walking in on you and Wooin.

He has one hand around your throat and the other fondling with your breast. Removing his tongue from inside your mouth “She’s busy” Wooin replies making eye contact with Monster continuing to thrust into you. Monster exits the locker room pissed at Wooin leaving you trembling beneath the sabbath crew member.

“Damn, I finally got to him” he says laughing. “Cum on my cock” he demands you cum with Wooin. His thrusts don’t stop after he cums making you shudder beneath him you can’t take much more. “Not stopping until I get another one out of you” he says. Your second orgasm comes much faster with Wooin following immediately after. His thrusts slow and come to a stop as he pulls out looking at his cum spilling out of you and says “what a pretty mess we made, told you we’d have fun just the two of us”

You roll your eyes “I’m probably getting kicked off monster crew” you say earning a laugh from wooin. “Looks like we’ll have more time together like this now that you won’t be busy with them” he says.

“Next time I’m riding you” you say pulling him into a kiss. He smirks into the kiss pulling you closer to him by your hips. “Deal” he says breaking from the kiss taking your phone he texts Monster telling him you’ll be switching to sabbath crew. You can’t deny you’ve always had an attraction to the sabbath crew member but you could never act on it. Monster crew being with sabbath? They wouldn’t have allowed it.

Dedicated to @cozyunderworld I hope this was how you pictured it when you requested it

Credits to the owner of the divider posts! I didn’t make them I saved them a while back and unfortunately I don’t remember who made them 😭😭

[shadequeen712]

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Just for reference, I write all of my main OCs as black female characters, and most of them are plus-sized, chubby or fat (whichever term you prefer). Also this is primarily a smut and fantasy writing blog. Please enjoy!

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Min Yoongi (Suga) 

Tuesday Mornings- coming soon!

Fruits Basket au

poly relationship, shape-shifters, Chinese Zodiac

Rating: Explicit 

Preview: 

All Kim Nari wanted was to shelter a stray cat from the cold. Instead she became responsible for a hot-headed, silver-haired wackjob who claimed he was the all powerful Lord of Tuesday. Whatever the hell that meant.

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nightclub au, casual hookups, a supreme amount of angst

Rating: Mature

Preview:

I like to observe people. I watch their actions as they interact in the club; the way they move, drink and speak. I've seen plenty of girls get picked up right here at the bar counter, only to see them come back the next night looking for someone new. Romance is dead. And for him, the guy drowning himself in vodka night after night, it is no different. 

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Monsta X

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Lee Jooheon 

Don’t Smile At Me-  Character List  Chapter 1

Paradise Kiss au, vampire au

fashion show, plus-sized OC (this matters for the plot), poly relationship

Rating: Explicit

Check out the character list!! 

Preview:

All relationships are temporary. Or at least, that's what I thought before I met the designers at Paradise Kiss.

Before I met him. Before I met them. Before I cared about anyone but myself.

I didn't know eternity could exist. But eternity is possible, as long as you pay the price.

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Ateez 

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Park Seonghwa

Book of Shadows-  Chapter 1 Chapter 2

witch au, demons, dark fairy tale elements

poly relationship, angst, depressed character- written with the utmost care

morally ambiguous OC - yes, that is important

Rating: Explicit

Preview:

Hongjoong just had to break the curse, reckless as it was. He couldn't bare the suffering any longer. The feeling of their hearts wasting away, magic slowly fading. For a witch, it was a fate worse than death.

He would do anything to make his boys happy. Even if it meant giving up his own life.

[mayhembunnywrites]

Our World in You

By MayhemBunny @mayhembunnywrites

Pairing: Zico x Reader x Dean

Summary: You watch the Fanxy Child performance before the team selection, and you can’t focus at all.

Inspired by an anonymous ask. Have the happiest of St. Valentine’s Day(s)!

You feel your heart nearly beating out of your chest as you try to calm down, watching your boys perform their own hearts out on the stage, performing to the best of their abilities to the watching crowds of people, knowing that the performance will determine the amount of people wanting to join their team.

You lose all care for your appearance as you cheer and clap for them in their personal waiting area, not even recognizing the cameras in the room as you celebrate and enjoy the performance to the fullest. You remember the countless times you would walk in on Hyuk and Ji-ho practicing their joint performance, the moments before the performance but already engraved into your memories. 

Tender kisses and sweet embraces were shared behind the closed curtains, and you had prepared for the performance that would make a moment feel as if it was eternity instead. You are surprised to see the performance ending, the entire thing a mere blur as you watch the crowd cheer as they leave the stage after the exciting performance. 

You gently press your hand against your heart as you take a deep breath, calming yourself down as the scene quickly is deconstructed, the props from the performance being moved around in preparation for the next performance. You lose track of time as you wait, mind blank as you turn off the television and lay back on the couch, closing your eyes and resting your hands on your chest as your mind replays the performance over and over again until finally--

The door opens, revealing Hyuk and Ji-ho as you bolt upright, quickly rising and rushing over the second after they close the door behind them. You embrace them, kissing Hyuk and then Ji-ho in your excitement and happiness at finally having them with you again. 

“We’ve missed you too, love,” Ji-ho says laughingly as he and Hyuk move your little triad over to the couch, listening to you fuss at them, switching between worried and happy with each passing moment. You can tell when they’re done listening as they distract you with a kiss, the world other than the three of you falling away. 

At the end of the day, your approval was all that mattered to them when it came to their performance, and they were just happy that you had given it to them. The rest of the world could wait in the wings, as far as Hyuk and Ji-ho were concerned, for as long as you were with them, their world was complete. 

[enhypemen]

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K E Y:

S = Smut

D = Suggestive dialogue

F = Fluff

A = Angst

Kwon Hyuk:

Slit F

[yoonia]

Howlin’ (M)

⇢ Characters/pairings | Kwon Hyuk / DEAN x reader

⇢ Genre | Werewolf!au, Fated Mates!au, angst, smut

⇢ Word Count | 9,670 words

⇢ Summary | The fate between mates has been written by the Goddess for every single wolf that had been brought to the world, all for the sake of love and peace in life. You have waited all your young life to meet your Fated until the day he comes before you ready to claim you as his. But when you are both being challenged with your responsibilities for the Pack, which one would you be fighting against for the sake of your future? Your written destiny, or the Pack’s orders?

⇢ Warning | mating sex, first time/virgin sex, penetration sex without protection, explicit sexual scene, oral sex (f receiving), some dirty talking

⇢ Music Companion | Sometimes I hear Howlin' in my head - DEAN

It is forbidden to walk through the woods at night.

Ever since you were a young pup, both your parents and the elders in the pack had taught you how dangerous the woods could be at night, especially for female wolves such as yourself. Every single wolf your age had grown up knowing to stay away from it when nighttime falls, particularly from this part of the woods.

But tonight, you choose to cross the line with one destination and one purpose in mind. And it will only be the first of many rules you are about to break.

There is no other way around it. Tonight will be the last chance for you to do this before your freedom would be taken from you. You had pictured yourself with a future filled with regrets and heartbreak instead of the love and happiness you had dreamed of since you were a child. It would be the price for the sacrifice that you are about to make, so with it, comes your determination to take the chance of having what is rightfully yours. Even if it is only for a night.

You had told yourself that you deserve it when you left the house. Though now as you are walking past the giant trees and the thick darkness, you start questioning if your act of defiance is truly worth it at all.

It is, you tell yourself as you keep on walking. It has to. Because then your effort of running from your own home and escaping your parents and your guards would mean nothing.

You had covered yourself up in a long, dark cloak which falls down to your feet, with an oversized hood on top that covers up your head and half of your face, hoping that it would be enough to hide you from sight and for you to blend in with the darkness. The old cloak is filled with different scents to cover your own so nobody could detect you as you slipped out of the house, while you could only hope that it would be distracting enough for the night guards as you walk past the borders between the town and the forbidden woods.

Dry branches and dead leaves are crushed under your footsteps as you trudge forward through the depth of the woods. The soil is wet after the long rain, and you rely solely on your wolf’s senses to be able to find your way through the dark of the night without making any wrong step.

Even while hidden under your thick cloak, you can still feel the strong wind blowing around you. The sound of the howling wind and faint movements from the patrolling wolves at the edge of the woods are enough to make you grow cautious as you keep on walking ahead, but not enough to make you stop.

While you are still debating whether to keep on going or to turn back around and continue living in lies, you realise that you are nearly there.

Looking far through the distance, past the thick trees around you, you can finally see the yellow lights coming from a small hunting cabin, hidden at the heart of the forest. Finally, you wonder silently in relief, because the human part of you has been begging to return with the fear of being caught and the wolf part of you who is missing her mate have been fighting inside your head, with the former nearly winning with reasons that your legs are close to giving up. But you still cannot breathe easily until you are really there.

Until you see him.

You start walking faster until you reach its front porch, and only then you finally stop.

Your hand is shaking as you bring it up to knock on the front door. But you manage anyway. And it doesn’t take him long to open the door for you.

He stands tall at the threshold, your Fated Mate, his beautiful face glows under the moonlight as he looks out. And though he appears intimidating with the way he straightens himself up, the sparks that appear in your body from being close to him ignite something else inside you. Something that makes you feel whole.

Looking into his eyes, you could tell that he had already sensed you coming. Instead of shock, you see warmth and longing in his gaze as he looks down on you, before his eyes turn cold.

“You’re not supposed to be here.” His voice sounds low and soft when he speaks, but what hurts you more is that you can feel him holding back. As if he is putting up a shield to protect himself. From you.

And it triggers something in you that you unintentionally snap, “Neither are you.”

His jaw ticks. For a moment there, you are ready to have him snapping back at you. Yet his voice only comes out calm and cold. “This was my father’s cabin before he handed it down to me. No one can stop me from choosing to be in my own private property when I wish to be.”

“Not even the Alpha?”

The moment the words come out, you instantly regret it. Because Hyuk reels back and he becomes even more guarded.

“Don’t.”

And there it is again, the wrath in his eyes returns and the tinge of pain in your chest that comes whenever you see him hurting snaps right back in place. “I’m sorry, I just—I needed to see you,” you quickly tell him with a sigh, half pleading for him to listen and not kick you out. “Please, Hyuk.”

He seems unsure at first, and you are sure that he might be thinking of actually telling you off or perhaps send you back home himself. But he only sighs, sounding defeated as he does it. As his cold gaze softens, you realise that for every bit of spark you are still feeling for him, there is no denying that he is still feeling it too.

“Come in.”

The cabin feels warm and cozy on the inside. You immediately understand the reason why Hyuk has been residing here, using this small place as a shelter ever since that day.

The day when everything and everyone around you defied your happiness and crushed every hope that you and Hyuk had for the future.

No words are exchanged as you take refuge on his small couch, with a cup of steaming hot tea in your hands that he had brewed for you. Your cloak is now hanging near the front door. You could tell how he hates it, judging from the way he scrunched his nose as you took it off. Meanwhile, you could breathe in his ravishing scent now as you are sitting there, which you revel on as much as you can.  

You can feel his eyes on you, watching you intensely while you cannot even lift your face to look up and return his gaze. You feel embarrassed when you realise that even if you have figured out how to get here without being caught, you just have no idea what to say to him.

“Are you going to stare at that all night?”

Hyuk’s voice is soft when he spoke, but it was still enough to startle you that you flinch in your seat before looking up to him. You were ready to once again meet his painful gaze when you meet his eyes, yet there is nothing there. He only stares at you like he is trying to read your mind.

“I-I’m sorry,” your voice comes in the form of a whisper since you have no idea how to act in front of him. You feel like no matter what you do or say, it will only hurt either one of you.

Hyuk takes a deep breath. He has taken the single seat at the opposite side of where you are, and it feels extremely far out of reach even if you can still feel his presence. Your hands tighten around your mug as you hold yourself back from reaching out to him. They say the pull between mates are the strongest when you are with your Fated. And sitting here in the same room with him, you can feel it getting stronger on each and every second you are spending it with him.

Hyuk’s eyes fall on your hands and he sighs defeatedly. “What is it that you want, _____? Why exactly are you here?” he asks again, softly, keeping his hands on his knees. If only you are not seeing the creases growing in his pants from his tight grip, you may never notice how much he is also holding himself back from reaching out to you. “You couldn’t have gotten to all the trouble and risk everything to see me if it’s for nothing.”

You bite your lips. “I told you I needed to see you.”

“You said that already, but for what?” he looks at you with his brows raised. The more he sees how you are not talking, the more frustrated he seems to be getting. Crossing his arms over his chest, he asks you with a light taunt in his words, “Didn’t you even think about what people would be saying if they found out that you had entered the house of an unmated male wolf in the middle of the night?”

You did. But you find it in you that you no longer care. Why would you, when nobody even care about how you feel? Biting your lips, you cannot figure out how to defend yourself. Meanwhile, Hyuk seems to be losing his patience and continues to add on,

“I thought you were supposed to be locked in your house tonight. Isn’t that what soon-to-be-mated wolves do before their mating ceremony?”

Pain snaps back deep inside your chest. You close your eyes tight to hold it and softly beg, “Stop.”

But he wouldn’t, as if his anger insists to come flowing out the moment he lets it slip. You could hear his pain and hatred as he spits out, “Or is it that you wish to see this pathetic mate of yours as he wallows in sadness before he would witness his own mate being wed to someone else?”

“I said, stop!”

You could no longer hold back. His words are too real and too painful for you to bear. You had instantly stood up in your rage as you screamed out, the cup you were holding in your hand had come rolling on the floor as you tossed it away.

Yet even after you snap, you could only stand there, looking up into his eyes with your hands balled on your side.

“Why?” he challenges you when you suddenly fall silent, “Can’t handle the truth, can you? Isn’t that exactly what is going to happen? You are to be the Alpha’s mate. The decision has been made and you had agreed upon it.”

“I did not!” You already knew that he would think that everything had been made to happen as your own decision, you saw it in his eyes when he was called into the Alpha’s room that day to hear what the Elders had to say. When they announced to the high ranked wolves how you were to be mated to the Alpha.

You just have no idea how to begin to clear things up with him. That everything was on them, not you. “Those are not the reason why I am here to see you, Hyuk,” is the only thing you could say to him, defeatedly losing your will to defend yourself when he seems unwilling to listen.

“Then tell me what the hell you are doing—”

“Because I can’t go through with it!” The words finally come out after you find how dismissive he keeps acting to you. Then a look of comprehension starts to grow in his eyes. As you can suddenly feel how he is slowly letting his guards down, you move across the room to reach him, surprising him and yourself, when you grab him by the collars and pull him up from his seat.

“Let’s run away. Far, far away from here,” you beg him, feeling desperate as you look into his eyes and your hands clutching tight on his shirt. “Take me away, Hyuk, please.”

Hyuk does nothing to reach for you, keeping his hands balled into tight fists on his sides and his jaw clenched tight. “I have offered you time and time again a chance to be with me, to accept me as your mate. But you kept pushing me away and now this? Only when you are about to be mated to someone else do you come to me and ask me to whisk you away from here?”

“But I do accept you! I wanted to! We are mates!”

His eyes glare at you with rage. “Then why am I not the one standing next to you on your mating ceremony the day after tomorrow?”

“Because I had no choice! Do you really think I want this?” The pain has become too much that you push him away, before you hit him on the chest at the very same spot where it is hurting you. “I didn’t ask for all of this! I didn’t ask to be born as the younger sister of the Alpha’s mate! She wasn’t supposed to die! She was supposed to be with him for eternity so I can be with my mate instead of taking her place just to keep her mate from dying of losing her!”

All of a sudden, you simply cannot hold it back any longer. You hate everything. You hate the Pack Law, the rule which had insisted that for each ranked werewolf who had just lost their Fated Mate, then the closest kin of that fallen mate would take their place as a Second Chance Mate. Which, in this case, since the Fated Mate of your Alpha was your older sister, you were forced to take her place right after she had passed from the illness which had taken her life.

For werewolves, Fated Mates are meant for eternity. Losing their Fated would cost a wolf to lose their soul, which would eventually lead to death, insanity, the illness that had been widely known as the Mate Sickness. With it, the Pack Law was created within your pack, in order to prevent the illness to attack any ranked werewolves should they ever lose a mate while keeping the bloodline to hold the ranks.

For the Alpha who was mated to your older sister, losing her would cause him to go berserk with the Mate Sickness, before the illness would soon take his life in the end. With the loss of an Alpha who has no heir to take his place, the pack will be left in disarray, before they disintegrate unless a new leader is chosen in his place. As the younger sister of the fallen mate, the responsibility had fallen on your shoulders to be his Second Chance Mate, while you could only look at it as nothing but torment.

“He is an Alpha. He could’ve gotten a Second Chance Mate so easily and he could’ve chosen anyone. He didn’t have to choose me!” Your voice cracks as you speak. It was barely registered in your mind that you have been crying until you feel the tears come running down your cheeks. Yet you are too angry to bother with it. Too angry at the world, at the Elders, at the Alpha, and at the whole pack for placing you right in the corner. “And he wouldn’t have chosen me if it wasn’t for the stupid rules! I don’t care about the Pack Law and I blame the Goddess for putting me in this place.”

Hyuk still says nothing. But his gaze has softened. You have hated everyone even more for having to put him in this situation. Hated the fact that you are not the only one sacrificing because of the damn law, that your mate has become the collateral damage because of all the rules.

But you hated it even more when you found out that all this time, he had actually believed that you had agreed to do it willingly. That you would reject him so you could be with the Alpha.

“I already told them that I didn’t want to. I already refused the moment my father told me about the rules, about what I was required to do. I told them that I didn’t care that the Alpha is dying and that he will pass on without an heir to take his place if I don’t take his mate’s place. I had waited for a chance to make them see how sacrificing my happiness wouldn’t even worth it. I told them that I had found my Fated and begged that they would let me be with you. But the more I begged them, the more they threatened me. They threatened to banish my family from the pack if I don’t do what the law requires me to.”

Judging from the way his eyes are widened, you could tell that he had been left in the dark. That he clearly had no clue how the Elders had put you to this spot, or how they had forced you to keep your distance from him in order to not let the bond between the two of you grow so you could build a new one with a Chosen.

“I don’t know what to do, Hyuk. I don’t want all of this. I just want to be with my mate,” you plead for him. Now that the secret is out, the weight that you have been carrying alone is lifted out of your chest, and your exhaustion takes over. You have grown tired and hopeless after fighting them all this time, of fighting alone.

“All I ever want is to be with you—” the words are caught in your throat when the memory of the day when you found out that he was your mate comes to your mind. How the happiness of knowing came so briefly and how it had gone away too soon. How different things had ended up compared to how you had pictured it. “I’ve imagined all my life about meeting you—”

Unable to hold back from the urge to cry and sob as your heart is breaking apart, you turn away from him. It suddenly feels too painful to look at him, to look at the one you are supposed to love, the one that you have come to love, but is forced to let go because of what the Pack had ordered for you to do.

Drowned in your overflowing emotions, you don’t realise it when he moves, until he is suddenly behind you and you feel his hands running down the length of your arms. You slowly melt into him as he wraps his arms around your middle.

You can feel his lips brushing against your temple as he leaves a soft kiss there, just enough to calm you. He takes a deep breath, taking in your scent before he speaks, “You have no idea how long I have waited for you. How happy I was to finally find you. I should’ve marked you the moment you turned eighteen so you don’t have to go through this. I should’ve known. I’m sorry, ______.”

You close your eyes, enjoying the warmth coming from his body and how the mate bond seems to have been put in place with his touch. With the sparks that are coming from his presence, the hope inside you blooms.

“Then mark me. Take me away with you, please,” you say to him as you turn to face him. “Let’s run away so we can be together.”

For a brief moment, his eyes seem hopeful, as if he is ready to do the same. But then he falters. “And what would that do to your family?” he asks, bitter as he speaks. “To us?”

Your lips fall to a thin line as you are unable to say a damn thing. You know exactly what it would do to your family and for the both of you. Your family will pay all the consequences if you deny them, and both you and Hyuk would be accused of treachery.

Could you really allow it to happen? For your family to be punished and for Hyuk to take the blame for your selfishness? In order for you to be happy, even just for a while?

Hyuk catches your chin with his fingers and gently lifts your face. “Did you really come here for me to mark you?”

You want it so badly to say yes, to beg him once more to mark you as his own. But you couldn’t. Not when you think of how everyone would be taking the fall for your defiance. The only thing you could do is to tell him the truth, to tell him what had come to your thoughts earlier tonight, what had pushed you to impulsively jump out of your bedroom window and search for him here.

“I wanted you to take my virtue. It is your right to have and to take. Not his. You are the one that the Goddess had chosen to take me.”

With his thumb, he caresses your cheek gently. His eyes are dark with both pride and lust after hearing what you had just said. “What if I can’t hold myself and mark you?”

Your heartbeat rises. There is no denying that you would never refuse for it to happen. “I don’t care,” you whisper, keeping your eyes on him so he could see just how much you want this, to see what you are feeling for him. You could feel your wolf pushing through. Elated for finally being able to be with her mate.

“I just want to be with you, Hyuk. Either it is only for tonight or if it will lead to eternity, we’ll let Fate decide then. I just want you to hold me, to make love to me, to show me that what we have is real,” you plead to him while pressing your body to his, then you move to wrap your arms around his waist when the need to hold him close takes over you.

“Are you sure?” Warm hands reach for your wrists, stopping your movement. For a moment, you expect him to push you away when he pries your hands off of his body. Yet instead, he lifts your hands up to his lips, and starts kissing the back of your hands gently, pressing his lips from one knuckle to another with his eyes locked on yours. “The pain of separation will be worse once we are together.”

With him being pressed this close to you and his eyes looking deep into yours, it is hard to think straight. Each kiss he gives on your skin spends heatwave running down your body, the sparks you are feeling escalate the more your revel in his kisses, that your words are nearly taken away from you.

Yet, even breathless, once you slowly give in to what your body is feeling, to the need you have of being with him, you manage to speak softly, “Would it be greedy of me for thinking that it would be better to die of unhappiness after knowing what happiness feels like, rather than to die of being unhappy, sad, and lonely, but never knowing what it feels like to be in the arms of my Fated?”

“No,” you can see the last of his restraint breaking as he speaks, as he leans down to you, before his lips come crashing against yours. “Because I would rather have that too. To die unhappy after holding you in my arms, loving you—” he breathes out as he pulls away from the kiss, his lips ghosting against yours to let you feel the warmth that comes with every word he gives you, “—after I know what heaven feels like as I make love to you.”

And then he kisses you again. Slow, passionate, even if his touches down the length of your body feel urgent and haste as if he wants to feel every inch of you while he devours your lips.

You feel a light tug at the hem of your shirt while you relish in his kiss, before he pulls away, taking the shirt up along the length of your body and it is gone within seconds. His eyes trail down your body before his hands return to hold you tight to him. Sparks ignite wherever bare skin he touches and you gasp at the sensation, and he uses the chance to take your lips in his once again.

His arms tighten around your waist as he buries his face on your neck and nuzzles his nose into your hair.

“Mine,” he whispers as he once again inhales a deep breath, taking in your scent, and his lips continue to kiss every part of you which he could reach. You barely feel it as a tug comes at the waistband of your pants. His hands move so quickly to rip it off of your body, leaving you nearly bare in your undergarments as you are standing in the middle of his living room.

Hyuk pulls away when he feels your hand tugging the hem of his shirt. He grips it tight and takes it off in one swift move. You swallow hard as he appears before you, showing his bare chest which is now rising and falling to each deep breath he takes.

His arm reaches out for you again, catching you by your waist to pull you into his chest. When his lips find yours again, the kiss you exchange with him is no longer shy or hesitant. As your lips devour each other, your teeth clashing and your tongue dancing against one another, everything is filled with pure desire, with the passion that you could only feel with your intended, and love.

Sparks run through your skin as Hyuk leads your arms to wrap themselves around his neck. Then his hands move down your body, before they grip tight at your thighs and he pulls you up, wrapping your legs around his waist without stopping the kiss.

You feel him walking away from the room, taking you with him as you are clinging tight on his body. But you tighten your arms around him, refusing to let him go or to stop kissing him, for this is all you have ever wanted ever since you met his eyes one sunset and felt the mate bond for the first time.  

Hyuk finally lets your go only once he had laid you down on his bed. The sheets feel cold under your skin, but all the unpleasant feelings are gone when the sparks return to your body the moment he lowers himself on top of you.

“There is no turning back from here,” he whispers after nipping at your swollen lips. His eyes are on you, looking at you with admiration and concern this time. It would have meant nothing if it was any other time, but after seeing them looking at you with nothing else but pain for weeks, the tightness in your chest suddenly tugs apart.

“I know. I’ve wanted this ever since I thought about it,” you whisper to him, reaching up to cup his cheeks with your trembling palms. Your heart is pumping so fast that you believe it would break apart. You know that it will be broken one day, perhaps sooner than you think. But tonight, you know that each beat of your heart is there because of him. “Are you sure about this?”

You just had to ask. You know what kind of pain you are going to feel once you become one with him tonight only to be separated the next day. But you also know that you are not the only one feeling the pain. Perhaps for him, it would only become worse.

Hyuk swallows hard then takes a long, deep breath. Instead of answering, he reaches behind you and unclasps your bra, pulling it off quickly before coming back down on you again.

“I refuse to let you go without showing you how much you mean to me, without having a chance to love you, even if it’s for one night,” he says with a low voice. A few groans are slipping out as a sign that his wolf is also pushing forward to feel you. You open your mouth to speak, only to have him stopping you with a deep, longing kiss, filled with a few punishing bites as if he is trying to ravish you.

Your breath is ragged when he finally pulls away, his lips trail down on your skin, moving down the column of your throat and he doesn’t stop until he reaches your breasts. He takes one taut peak of your nipple between his mouth, sucking it gently before he adds pressure the moment you release a soft moan. Your hips start bucking unconsciously against him as he twirls the other taut bud between his fingers.

His kisses slowly move from one breast to the other, then continue trailing down between the valley of your breasts, and he keeps moving lower. Soft whimpers keep slipping out of your lips as his hot kisses trail down your lower abdomen. His hands are sliding down at your sides, moving along with his lips, leaving a long trail of electrical sparks in their wake.

You raise your hips off the bed when he slips his fingers through the waistline of your panties, allowing him to pull it down your legs. He pushes himself up on the bed as he tosses the flimsy fabric away.

Lying there under his heated gaze, you watch him hungrily as he starts taking off his pants and boxer, until he is standing there just as bare as you are. Your eyes travel down his naked body, taking in every dip and curve of him while he is doing the same, as if he wants to memorise every inch of your body, every curve, the way you are doing just the same.

“You are beautiful,” he whispers, leaning down at the foot of the bed. He gently takes each of your ankles in his hands, then slowly pulls your legs up, spreading them apart for him.

Hyuk moves like a predator as he slowly crawls onto the bed. Keeping a gentle hold of one ankle in each of his hand, he leans down, leaving soft kisses on your skin starting from one ankle to the other before he starts moving upward.

He moves slowly as he leaves a trail of his kisses toward your center, taking his time while savouring the taste of your skin under his tongue, as if he wants your whole body to memorise everything, every touch, every kiss.  

Meanwhile, you have grown terribly impatient. His name comes out along with every desperate whimper you make. Your nails are buried deep within the sheets as you hold yourself back from pulling him up towards you, while your hips keep jolting upward with every single electric spark he ignites in your body.

Until finally, he is there. He buries his head between your thighs, his lips are pressed against your nether lips, leaving the faintest of kisses at your dripping folds and licks up at your mound playfully while avoiding the spot where you want him to be the most.

A soft whine comes out at your frustration, and you start calling him with needs while gyrating your hips up to lead him to where your heat is pooling. Yet Hyuk’s lips leave your skin and he chuckles, “Eager, are we?”

Groaning deeply, you start cursing under your breath and beg, “Please, Hyuk. I want you.”

Using one hand, he holds your hips down to stop you from moving and whispers, “And I want you. Take a deep breath, baby. I’m going to prepare you so this wouldn’t hurt so much.”

With his fingers, he parts your folds, exposing your clit to him before his mouth catches it with a kiss. Licking a slow line up your slit with his tongue, he releases a deep growl as he relishes at the taste of your arousal that keeps dripping out.

“Fuck,” he grunts deeply as he takes a deep breath to reign himself. You can feel him shifting beneath you and hear him groaning, but as he is still hidden between your legs, you cannot see him clearly even as you push yourself up to look down. But then his eyes flicker up towards you as he growls, “You taste so sweet, little mate. Sweeter than I had ever imagined you would be.”

His words have your cheeks heating up, yet you are too breathless to say anything that you could only watch him, amused, as he closes his eyes and goes back to your center.

Diving back in to your dripping cunt, he swirls his tongue around your clit until a moan slips through your mouth. Your body must be moving wildly to react to each touch he makes because his hands give a stronger hold on your hips to keep you still. With a deep growl, Hyuk shoves his tongue inside you, sucking and drinking your arousal that sends your body close to erupting and your head spinning so fast you feel like you are losing control.

He pulls back, only to ease a finger inside you, sliding between your tight walls, and adding another as the digit has become slick enough to move easily inside you. Cries after cries escape your lips as he continues to lap at your leaking arousal while sliding his fingers in and out of you, then takes your clit into his mouth, sucking on it gently.

One of your hands comes down, grabbing his soft locks and clench on them tightly, and he groans deeply between your legs. As he could feel your body coiling up to your climax, he continues to ravish you faster and more eagerly, laving and sucking at your sex like a starving man.

Your hips jerk up as he latches onto your clit once again and grinds his teeth around the hood of your nub. The friction has your head spinning, faster than it did before, and you start pressing your hips downward, your body searching for more friction as you feel like you are close to falling apart.

“That’s it, little mate. Let go for me,” he grunts from underneath, lips hovering against your folds while he keeps pumping his fingers in and out of your hot sex in a steady pace, fast enough that the bed beneath your creaks with each movement. “I want you to come all over my face, fill my mouth with your sweet honey before I claim you. Before I thrust my cock into you until you milk me dry.”

The combination of his words and his hot lips that have found their way back to your sex have your body coiling tighter than a spring. You can instantly feel the build-up of your orgasm settling into your lower abdomen, rising and weighing you down so strongly that you can do nothing but to let it take over you like a tidal wave.

And then finally, your first climax comes to you, so strongly that it comes with a scream, and Hyuk continues to lap at every drop of your release. He keeps doing so until you are cleaned, while he uses one hand to hold you down as you continue to writhe and quiver. He gently pulls his fingers out of your throbbing sex, then his mouth dives back in to lap at the rest of your sweet nectar, from your sex to his fingers, leaving not a single drop of it behind.

You watch everything as you are gasping for breath, your gaze is hazy but still clear enough to look at his beautiful face, to see the deep lust in his eyes as he looks up to you. Then slowly, he crawls up on the bed, moving until he is hovering on top of you, until his bare chest is pressed against your heaving breasts.

For a brief moment, you can see that his wolf has taken over. But you could barely see him appearing in his eyes as Hyuk quickly leans down, taking your lips into a deep, intense kiss, devouring you with his tongue shoved through the seam of your lips. You can taste your release from his lips and tongue, you can feel his needs from the rapid beat of his heart, and his hunger from the guttural growls he keeps making as you return each kiss.

You reach up, running your fingers through his hair before holding his head back down to deepen the kiss. His hard cock twitch between your bodies as its tip nudges against your thighs and you whimper, your body jolting up, your arousal leaking as you picture him being inside you. He must have felt it, or perhaps he has caught your scent, because he suddenly pulls away with another deep growl escaping his lips.

Catching your wrists in his hold, he puts your hands together before pulling them up above your head, pressing them against the pillows in a tight hold that is still gentle enough not to hurt.

He looks deeply into your eyes, his eyes switching between their natural colours to the bright golden eyes of his wolf as he reigns in his anger and lust that are pushing through. As much as you want to look away from the pain he is showing you through those eyes, you refuse to do it, as you want to take as much time as you possibly can to memorise every single line of his beautiful face, even if the pain pulsing in his chest is enough to burn you for your sins.

“You came here to know what it feels like to be with your Fated mate. So I’m going to show you. I will show you why Fate has chosen us together,” he says deeply, his soft purrs turning into deep, guttural growls the more he speaks. “I will show you what you will be letting go and I will make sure you will remember this night for the rest of the life you have chosen to be without me.”

He keeps your hands bound together in one grip. Then uses his free hand to trail down, running his palm down your skin until he rests it on your belly. With his hips between your legs, he finds enough space to reach down, and suddenly, his fingers are there, touching your sex that is still throbbing wildly after your first release and gently parting your slick folds.

Gripping his shaft, Hyuk points the tip of his cock at your dripping sex, rubbing it up and down until it becomes slick with your arousal, before lining the tip against your tight entrance.

Feeling your body tense beneath him, Hyuk leans down, pressing his lips at your ear. “Take a deep breath and relax for me, little mate,” he whispers, before he starts lapping the rim of your ear to distract you. Taking deep breaths, your body heat rising at each lap he makes and you can feel your body slowly losing tension.

Then he pushes forward, sinking down into your tight opening, until you feel a sharp pinch deep inside that makes you gasp out.

With the tip of his cock already sheathed within a few inches deep inside you, Hyuk moves his hand to grip tightly at your thigh, pulling your leg up to his waist while you try to control your breath. Then, all of a sudden, he slams the rest of his length deep into you until you cry out in pain.

“I’m sorry, little mate,” he whispers to you as he gives soft kisses at your face and his hand caresses your skin. “The more you hesitate, your body becomes more tense. When that happens, you would have only felt more pain. I don’t want to hurt you more than it should.”

Once your body is adjusted to his cock, you can feel the sting from the first penetration slowly diminishing the more your body relaxes. It doesn’t take long before the throbbing pain between your legs turn into small spasms of pleasure as your walls are clamping around his girth.

Brushing your lips against his, you buck your hips upward and whisper, “I’m ready.”

And so is he. With your words, Hyuk starts to move. He pulls back up before sinking slowly back down, pushing deep inside you while groaning with each thick inch you take in.

“Fuck,” a curse slips past his lips. “So fucking tight, and so wet. You feel so good, little mate,” he grits out as he retreats from your warmth, only to slide back in, getting much easier to move once your hot sex has become completely drenched with your arousal, coating his length with each thrust he makes.  

Once he finds his rhythm, Hyuk keeps thrusting gently into your pussy, adding a slight rotation to his hips as he moves on top of you. His eyes are locked on you to gauge at your reaction, his hands are still holding you tight as he continues to make love to you—one holding your hands up while the other is running up and down your body before reaching up, cupping your breast with his palm.

As the pleasure rises, you can feel the mate bond building stronger, tighter, locked in place the way it should be, and you become overwhelmed to how perfect it feels to become one with him that tears prick at your eyes.

“Ssh—baby,” Hyuk whispers at you gently as he slows down his thrusts. He releases your hands so he could caress your cheek. “Look at me. Focus on me, focus on us, to right now, and nothing else.”

Nodding your head, you keep your eyes on him. With another deep breath, you start moving your hips in tune with the movement he makes, until your pleasure takes over and it becomes the only thing that matters.

Hyuk pulls your arms to wrap around him, before his hands find your hips where he takes a tight hold. His gentle thrusts soon become faster, until it falls to another steady rhythm as he grinds his cock against your throbbing hot walls, stroking you harder in each thrust, slowly and surely bringing you to oblivion.

He whispers soft, coaxing words as you breathe in deep, shuddering breaths as the pleasure rises once more, increasing rapidly than before. Your nails sink deep into his skin while your soft mewls grow louder the closer you are to your end, your whole body writhes and quivers intensely to each of his thrust.

His hands trail down your thighs, gripping hard before he pulls your legs up, hoisting them both up on his shoulders. Then he continues to fuck you harder, faster, reaching deep inside you until you scream out his name.

The satisfied moans you keep releasing to respond to his deep grunts, the way your muscles are contracting around his hard length, he takes in everything as a sign that your climax is close, just in time for him to feel his own comes rushing down on him. And soon, he picks up his pace, repeatedly slamming into you deep and hard within your walls.

You could feel the build-up of your climax rising in your lower abdomen. The deep growl he makes lets you know that he could feel it as you grow tighter around him, as your body is coiling hard to the edge of your release.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight,” he grits out, his voice turning deep with his desire. He lets your shaking legs go just so he can bend over the curve of your body, kissing the side of your neck before he tugs at your earlobe. “Are you going to come for your mate, baby? Are you going to come for me?”

“Yes!” you cry out as the first wave of your climax comes rolling through you, so intense that your whole body feels like it is about to explode with all the mate sparks coming to light. And you can feel his cock straining and getting larger within you, before he coils up to his own climax with a deep, animalistic growl.

“Yes, yes, yes! Hyuk, I’m—” you exclaim loudly as your orgasm flows through you in a blinding, pulsing current. Your legs are shaking hard and your hips continue to jerk up to him, forcing the tip of his cock nudging deep inside your walls.

Even as you are yet to come down from the dizzying heights of your orgasm, Hyuk has already started moving again within you, starting slow as your walls are still locked tight around him like a fist. Meanwhile, as your senses come clear, you release a soft gasp as you realise that he is still hard inside you and is ready to come to another climax.  

You lay panting beneath him as he runs a soothing hand down the length of your body, while his lips find your skin, leaving kisses up your neck before he catches your lips in his. You have become a complete whimpering mess beneath him, and he drowns every sound you are releasing through your lips as he deepens his kiss, breathing in your voice and deep breaths that come along with the spasms of your climax that seems to never end.

Then suddenly you can feel it, his cock swelling between your walls, twitching and hardening before he starts increasing his pace. He pulls away from the kiss, his eyes are the colour of his wolf’s as he looks down at you. He grips your hips tighter, using them as leverage as he starts to move faster, grinding inside you without holding back, chasing for his own climax.

Hyuk presses a thumb on your clit, riling you up to another orgasm as he thrusts harder, hitting all the right places within your sex that your climax rises just as intense as the one you had last.

“I’m going to come deep inside you, love,” his voice comes out husky and breathless as he speaks against your lips. “I will fill you up, marking every inch of your walls with my cum.”

With the remaining of your previous climax still running through you, and his words burning up something deep inside you, it doesn’t take long before you feel the familiar tightness inside your abdomen rising, threatening to break through. He keeps on slamming deep inside you, repeatedly, rapidly, until you moan out once again, your throat locking up as your body is preparing itself to fall into another explosive orgasm brewing in your groin.

“Come with me, little mate,” he growls, and you call out to him as you are blinded by the ripples of pleasure that comes shattering you apart in a series of moans, curses, and inaudible cries. Right at the same time, Hyuk growls out as he is also thrown into the same ledge, cursing out as he shoots jets of his cum deep inside you.

It takes you a moment to recover.

Your body is exhausted and spent, the final orgasm had come to you in a huge wave that you could only lay panting beneath your Fated while he trails gentle kisses all over your face, starting from your lips, to the tip of your nose, then move down the column of your throat. Your heartbeat is still racing inside your chest, but you focus on the sparks which his hands are causing on your skin, and the warmth his gentle kisses are leaving behind in their wake.

You can feel his lips nipping at your skin, stopping at the junction between your neck and shoulder, right where his mark should be. And then you start feeling his teeth pressing down, before his canine descends, ready to pierce through your delicate skin. Yet the moment you can feel them coming, thoughts of your family, of your future and Hyuk’s, all come crashing down on you.

You can see it clearly in your mind as if everything had already happened.

Images of your parents and your younger siblings being tossed outside of the Pack lands, of you being captured and thrown into the dungeon for treason, and of Hyuk being punished in front of the Pack for being defiant to his Alpha. Then everything you have felt, the delightful feeling of being one with your Fated and all the hope for having a future filled with love, are washed away instantly by fear.

Hyuk pulls away, snapping back as if he could feel the wave of emotions that are running through you. The moment you catch his dark eyes looking down at you, filled with love and concern, your tears come flowing out like a river.

“Hyuk—”

The look of pain in his eyes mirrors your own. You don’t have to see your own eyes to know it, when you could see it through his gaze, and you could feel everything, all of his pain that are carved just as deep as yours.

“Sshh—” he whispers, lowering himself again to kiss all the tears away. “I understand. Don’t say anything. It’ll be okay, I promise.”

He keeps whispering you all the words he could think of to soothe your worries and fear away. You know that his words are nothing but empty promises, that nothing will be okay once you are faced with reality as the morning comes.

But you do as he says, keeping all the words to yourself as you close your eyes, as you let him kiss away your pain and make love to you one last time.

Standing in the middle of the Alpha’s room, you can hear them all before you see them.

You focus on the sound of chattering happening outside, coming from all the Pack members who are waiting for you to come out, while your eyes are locked at the sight of the moonlight you could see through the large window before you. You keep your attention to other places but here, to simply ignore all the female wolves who are busy fussing over your dress, your hair, while you couldn’t even bother to care.

You say nothing even as they all finish their work, bowing to you before leaving you alone in the room. You choose to wallow in silence as you feel completely numb, defeated, as you are minutes away to be handed away to the man that you have no love for.

“_____.”

You turn around to see your mother standing at the doorway, looking just as tired as you are yet still beautiful in her lilac dress. “Mom?”

As a werewolf who doesn’t age like how humans normally would, your mother looks a bit older than her age as she stands there watching you. Her eyes are filled with guilt as she stares at you, for knowing exactly what you are going through and for not being able to fight against everyone to defend you.

“I—” she chokes out, sobbing, “I’m—”

You rush forward, taking her hands in yours and force a smile. “Will you walk me out to the platform, Mom? Since Dad is already there with the Alpha.”

Your mother sucks a deep breath and nods, unable to say a word when she knows that whatever she says would only cause either of you to break down.

Everything becomes a blur as you walk out of the Alpha’s house towards the field, where the mating ceremony is held, hand-in-hand with your mother. You could only focus on your beating heart, and to how your hand is trembling in your mother’s tight hold. You can tell that her hand is trembling just as hard as yours, and you tighten your fingers around hers the closer you are to the center of the field.

Right there, at the center, standing on top of the platform, is the Alpha. Wearing a pair of shirt and trousers that are just as pale white as yours, he seems to glow under the moonlight, his skin looks bright even if it is also sickly pale, yet he still appears more dominant from the others.

He reaches out his hand to welcome you as you slowly climb up the platform, and you watch him closely, studying his feature as you nearly fail to recognise him.

His eyes are swollen, his cheeks had grown sunken and his skin is completely pale as a paper. The once strong and mighty Alpha, the man that had once caused many female wolves to swoon over his dashing looks, is now withering right in front of his people, his Pack, all because of the Mate Sickness. If this mating ceremony doesn’t happen, his life would wither to none in a matter of weeks, perhaps days.

Your hand is no longer trembling as you take his hand. But the moment your skin touches, all you could feel is chill running through your body.

The Alpha smiles at you, the hope and gratitude in his eyes are enough to bring back the colour and youth back to his skin to make him look more lively even before the mate bond is formed. You could only watch him with an amazed look in your eyes as it happens.

He moves closer to you, leaning down to whisper, “Thank you, for taking such a huge responsibility. I know that this is hard for you, but I will do everything in my power to make make sure that every sacrifice you are making will worth it.”

His words hold promises that you never would have thought he could manage to offer you. But you say nothing in return. All you do is bow your head to him, submitting to your Alpha as you stand beside him during his speech. Once he is finally done, he pulls you forward to stand at the front of the platform as he presents you to the Pack,

“Please welcome, your new Alpha female, my Chosen Mate.”

As the entire pack welcomes you with a loud cheer and applause, all you could focus on is the look you see in their eyes. As you scan through the crowds of people before you, you could see all the various looks they are giving you as they watch you standing there; from the look of astonishment, relief, to pity. Then your eyes fall to the line where the ranked werewolves are standing, stopping at the three Betas of the pack, finding him standing there in the middle.

Kwon Hyuk.

You hold your gaze on him for a moment, silently exchanging the pain in your eyes to his own, before his gaze turn cold. The pain in your chest had turned dull to numb, after you had spent the last night of your freedom crying over losing him. You are starting to feel him slipping away and you force yourself to look away from his gaze, after giving him a small smile as a final goodbye.

As you turn to face your Alpha, Hyuk turns to leave the Beta line and starts heading towards the woods.

Neither of the other Betas beside him makes any move to stop him, as they are the only other people who had known about his ordeal, his sacrifice, but an Enforcer follows him close behind, stopping him just as he is about to walk past the line of trees bordering the woods.

“Beta Hyuk,” the Enforcer calls for him, falling one step behind from the broken-hearted Beta as he tries to stop him from leaving. “You can’t leave. The ceremony isn’t over yet.”

Hyuk looks over his shoulder, keeping his eyes on the clueless Enforcer as he holds himself back from looking far away towards the platform as the ceremony continues. “I already have the permission from the Alpha to leave. I’m not the only Beta to this pack, the others can take over,” he coldly speaks, before he continues to rush further away.

“But—Beta Hyuk!”

His words are fruitless as the Beta is quick to disappear through the woods. It takes him no time before he shifts into his wolf and runs ahead into the depth of the forest, far away from the ceremony.

At the top of the platform, the Alpha had just finished his vow to take you as his mate, while you are just finishing your own. His face lights up as you finish the vow, as if a new breath of life had just been given to him through the words alone.

Wrapping an arm around your waist, the Alpha pulls you close to him until your chest are pressed against one another. You can feel his heartbeat pacing in his chest, vibrating against yours. His eyes glow into his wolf’s as he leans down, descending over to you with his extended canine pressing against your skin.

The moment the Alpha pierces his canine through your skin, marking you as his mate, you scream out in pain. Not only for the bite, but for the painful snap you feel inside your chest as the mating bond between you and Kwon Hyuk breaks apart.

The last thing you could hear is the sound of people around you shouting for your name, followed with a long, heartbreaking howl that echoes through the night, before everything around you grows dark and you fall helplessly to the ground beneath you.

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Mind over Matter (Dean x Reader Fluff)

Request?: [yes] "Hi, can you make a Dean x Reader one where the reader is having a panic attack and he tries to calm her down and it turns into a make out session. Fluffy plss 🙂"

Warnings?: ⚠Trigger Warning: Mentions of a panic attack episode w/ explicit description⚠ also there’s a making out session at the end but nothin too wild.

Word count: (approximately) 1.2k

A/N: Sorry that it's been such a long break between this and my last writing. I haven't had any inspiration to write as of recently. Hopefully that changes this year because I really want to write more. Another request that was sent to @imagination-of-a-melted-bitch that I'm taking over real quick! Hope you all enjoy it!

"Do you have a template prepared yet?"

Dean asked, concerned about your current emotionless expression as you stared at a blank white poster canvas. You had to present an advertising pitch for a product that you would be selling to a big company at the end of the week. Having just been promoted to creative director at the ad agency, you couldn't help but feel that losing this account would give you a bad name and tarnish your reputation. This had to be perfect.

"No I don't actually. Not at all." You admitted, setting your work aside as you get up from your previous spot between Dean's legs and began pacing in your shared living room. 

"Making pitches for accounts is my niche so why the fuck am I having such a hard time?" 

"It's a pretty big deal so naturally, you wanna do your best."

"It's already Tuesday and I don't have a template set up. I don't have a theme or a decent train of thought either….what am I doing?"

"Y/N, breathe baby." Dean said as he realized just how stressed about the situation you had become, fixing his posture in the couch.

"I don't even know if the client actually wanted me for the account. What if they pull out?" You questioned coming to a pause as you looked to your counterpart for assurance,

"I promise you they won't do that. Not if they want quality work." 

For the most part you were doing alright at first, handling any strong personal doubts or unhealthy predictions. In fact, you assumed you were doing quite alright.

Until you weren't.

An all too familiar cloud of discomfort slowly began to overtake you, almost making you feel like you weren't truly in your own skin,

"Oh fuck." You uttered in an almost inaudible voice as your senses began going haywire.

First your hearing became muffled, then your body began to feel weak and fragile. As if your blood sugar had ran low and you hadn't eaten anything in days. You felt a falsified alteration of the temperature of the room as you began to perspire and your heart felt as if it would ultimately give out. 

"Babe you alright?" Dean witnessing your gradual change in behavior, noticed your disheveled and almost disengaged state and immediately knew what was happening to you.

Panic attacks weren't something that you got all the time and that's what made it all the more frightening when they did occur. You never know when it'll happen. It just creeps up on you in the most inconvenient of times. No invitation or triggers needed. It just happens involuntarily. And that, you never truly understood. 

Your panting seemed to be the only identifier for you to realize you were still alive as your eyes felt as if they were micro-focusing on everything in the room. 

Trying to hold onto anything to keep your weak body from collapsing, Dean put your arm around his shoulder so he could walk you over to a large couch in your living room and sat first so he could lay you down comfortably with your head resting on a pillow in his lap. 

Still fighting through the episode you drank some water that was swiftly collected to help the attack cease.

"You're gonna be okay."

"Everything will be just fine." 

"You're doing well." 

"Just relax and it'll be over soon okay?"

"You're doing alright." 

Dean offered words of encouragement to help you through the remainder of the episode as it began to subside. He leaned down and kissed your temple. "I love you and I'm not going nowhere, okay? I'm gonna stay right here." He rubbed soothing circles into your shoulder as you finally came to. 

"I'm sorry." You said with a hint of guilt in your voice, feeling bad for him having to put up with your bodily functions. "You shouldn't have to go through this shit with me." You almost felt an unstoppable flow of tears threatening to fall. 

"No, I'm not gonna allow you to apologize over nothing. You didn't do anything. Remember that.” Dean spoke, sincerity in his tone evident, “I love you so much I would take all of your pain away if I could. I just want you to feel safe." He caressed your face as you shifted back to face him. 

"I love you, so much. You've helped me through too many things to count and I truly can't thank you enough." Feeling your strength coming back to you, you fixed yourself comfortably. Both of you now studying each others' faces. 

"I think I pushed myself too hard today."

"They say you are your own worst critic." Dean explained tracing a trail down your arm while he spoke, "Sometimes you just gotta take a step back. You can't let this shit get the best of you. You are one of the most talented and ambitious people I know and I've seen you put together presentations hours before they were needed." 

"I know, but I just feel like I need to do better." Looking up at him, you hold your hand up for him to touch,

"You are doing exactly what you need to be at this very moment, and that's laying here and not doing a damn thing." His smile earning a laugh from you lying beneath him. 

"Thank you, I feel a lot better now." You said, moving out of your previous position of laying on his lap to sit up and see him comfortably. 

You began to playfully pepper kisses over his face thanking him in between pecs.

"How could I ever repay you?" You asked playfully as you toyed with the earring on his left ear before looking back at him,

"You already are." He replied back briefly looking you in the eyes soon allowing you to continue the ambush of kisses on his face that you were performing.

It took little to no time for him to deepen the kiss once your lips connected. You seized the opportunity to straddle him all the while keeping your lips connected.

Whenever he moved in to take control of the already heated kiss, it's as if you were on a mission to fight for dominance, but you gave in. 

Your tongues danced with each other peacefully as your fingers found their way into his growing hair. His hands moved from rubbing your back to gripping your ass. A fair rebuttal to your actions. 

A call and response. 

You began unbuttoning his sweater as he made work of undoing your bra while your shirt was still on. Both of you in too much of a haze to really give three fucks about logic and directions. You just wanted each other. In that exact moment. You broke the heated makeout to finally speak after you'd gained back some sort of oxygen,

"I'm done with work for tonight, we should take this to the room." 

Dean smirked before flipping you over to reverse your positions, "You're done with work but I'm just getting started." 

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Dean: A-Z NSFW

anonymous1 said: dean a-z nsfw uwu

anonymous2 said: Could you write a NSFW A-Z about dean? I love your writing 💞

(a/n): Love me some Dean. Hope you enjoy!

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Really caring. Helps you clean up, gets you some water and would even take a shower with you. But after all that, he needs his sleep.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his mouth the most. Goes for a lot of dirty talk and soft kisses.

On you, he likes your tummy. Loves to lay his head on it. *smooches*

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Preferably in a condom or in you. But is willing to try out something different if you want to.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Loves looking at your nudes that he took on his expensive cameras. He’d be laying on his bed and let his imagination run wild.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Quite experienced. 2-3 partners.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He enjoys the lotus and spooning the most. That’s when he can hug you while having sex. But on rough nights he goes for doggy.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It’s a 50/50. He’s weird a lot of times, so you have to expect some goofy sex with him. Even though he wouldn’t admit it. But serious moments happen too and it’s what he actually prefers.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Doesn’t pay too much attention. But would listen to your wishes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Most of the time he tries to be romantic and showers you in love but there are times in which he’s a beast.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Rarely. Usually when you’re away for a long time and he really needs you. (would totally put out them nudes)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Marking, loves seeing your tummy covered in his love bites. Also, has a bit of a voyeurism kink.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bed most of the time, since it’s the most comfortable option. But has nothing against doing it in a bathtub.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

That strong and consistent eye contact while asking him not so innocent things. Or he walks in on you masturbating.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Isn’t a big fan of role playing. Wouldn’t really get off to it. Only with a LOT of convincing, he’d try it again.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Likes a good ol’ 69. Especially loves the intimacy. And that both are fully getting something.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Mixes it up occasionally, but it always starts quite slow and ends more rougher.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t mind them. When there’s not a lot of time and both are really horny, it’s a good solution.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

There are a few things he’d want to try with you, but also has a lot of no-gos.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Most of the time just one, but sometimes a round 2 happens, when you’re showering.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nah. But wouldn’t mind if you had some.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease a lot. Whether it’s with his beautiful voice or he stops midway and doesn’t move. He knows about all the things that make you pout.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Grunts and deep breaths. The volume depends on his alcohol level. Gets louder when he’s drunk.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He knew you were not in a good mood, so he tried his best to cheer you up with soft kisses all over your tummy. After getting approval of you he goes south and shows you what else his mouth can do.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Average in size and thickness. About 6 inches.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not that high. 1-2 times a week. But cherishes them all.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends on the aftercare. But it wouldn’t take him long.

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Oral with Fanxy Child

Ask:  Aaa I'm really sry if I'm late for requests, but if I ain't could you do oral/cockwarming with Fanxy child, pretty pretty please? I've been trying to find more fanxy smuts every where but I either cant find any or they're not nearly as good as yours!! Thank you!!!😊

Crush/Hyoseob:

Giving:

Hyoseob is very attentive, but in his own way. He loves it when you sit on his face and grab his hair. He also likes holding your hand and letting you grind against his face. He’d put those nice lips to good use and leaves kisses everywhere around your hips, thighs, ass etc. 

Receiving:

Very relaxed. Hyoseob likes sitting back and letting your mouth work him. He doesn’t really have preferences, he just enjoys it anyway. He doesn’t mind it when your teeth skim his cock or when his tip hits the back of your throat. He loves the feeling of your hands on his thighs. 

Dean/Kwon Hyuk:

Giving:

So aggressive. Count on Dean to bite your thighs, hips and ass. Teeth come into play a lot with Hyuk in the bedroom and especially when he’s inbetween your thighs. His hands tend to wander, gripping your ass hard enough to leave marks as he works his tongue over you. 

Receiving:

Not as relaxed and definitely more hands on. Hyuk’s fingers tangled in your hair, moving you up and down his cock. He wants to watch, he wants to lock eyes with you and he wants things to get a bit freaky. Definitely the type to talk dirty to you while making you choke. 

Penomeco/Dongwook:

Giving:

King of eye contact. He’d never not be watching your chest rise and fall or your  eyes roll back. He never shies away from making you cum, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t tease. He takes the time to run his tongue over your skin and his lip piercing is nice contrast with his hot tongue. 

Receiving:

He’s slightly awkward and it takes him a second to get into it. He isn’t used to the feeling of fingers digging into his thighs. But God he loves watching your eyes as you suck him off. It’s his weakness and when you take him as far as you can the sounds he makes are gorgeous. 

Zico/Jiho:

I already wrote this for Zico here

Millic/Seunghyun:

Giving: 

Playful, rough kisses trailing down your body before he reaches where you need him. Seunghyun loves it when you tug his hair and he also loves making you laugh a little too. Nibbling the inside of your thigh unexpectedly and sneaking his hand up to hold yours. He still remains sweet. 

Receiving:

He’s so gentle. Stroking your hair and face and trying his best to keep still. Only if he’s in a mood, he’d use your hair as leverage and even then it wouldn’t be harsh. Really just likes letting you do what you do and doesn’t really have any complaints. Seunghyun isn’t quiet either, he tells you, you are doing good and pants quite a bit as well. 

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boyfriend! dean

Admin: Jade

Requested: Nope but I love him and we neverrrrr get requests for him or any KR&B, DPR and Jay Park

A/N: sorry for any gramer mistakes, i didn’t read this over 

warnings: slight mentions of smut, 

genre; slight smut, fluff

First meeting!

he was super cute and slightly awkward

your mutual friend set you up and told you both to meet at the local restaurant

it was a small place, rustic vibes

it was really nice and you’ve eaten there before

you were glad it wasn’t some random place at least

you walked in and saw the boy and smiled softly

“Nice to meet you, I’m y/n,” you greeted shyly 

he bowed slightly “i’m kwon hyuk, my friends call me dean,”

you smiled as a soft blush was on your cheeks “nice to meet you dean,”

he smiled and pulled out a chair for you. you thanked him and sat down and smiled as you both looked through the menu, occasionally stealing glances at each other

you were in awe of how cute he was, you couldn’t believe that he was single

“so how do you know seungcheol?” he smiled at you as you snapped out of it. “we met in school, so we’ve just been friends for a while, how did you meet him?” 

you smiled at him “family friends,” he nodded as you nodded back

the rest of the night was laid back and just getting to know each other, you both had a lot in common, interests were similar, you both enjoyed taking photos, eating pizza, and fashion

Dating!

dating him was full of kisses and cuddles

just laying and watching movies, his arms wrapped around you, his lips leaving little kisses on your neck

things never got really heated with the both of you

if you did decide to do it it was soft and loving

then after he would clean you up, give you one of his sweatshirts to wear and cuddle with you

he would take you to fashion shows a lot as well, if you saw one that you wanted to go to in LA he would find a way to get there

he always loved doing things with you

most date nights were just laying around the house and whining about what was for dinner 

“Babeeeeee,” you whined as he sighed and looked at you

“whaaaaat?”

You giggled when he sighed “i want foooooooood,”

he walked out of the bedroom and out to you in the living room, half your body off the couch as you laid on your stomach, he giggled at the sight. 

“well you don’t look ready to go out and possibly get some sushi,” 

he teased knowing that you would jump up, and that’s exactly what you did as you ran over to him. 

“give me ten minutes and i’ll be ready,”

he giggled and watched as you sprinted to the bedroom to get ready

when you both got there and ordered he would grin as he looked at you lovingly

you smiled at him “you look sillyyyyy,” 

he pouted, “It’s cause i love you,”

your jaw dropped, that was the first time you heard him say that to you. you smiled then looked at him. 

“i love you too,” 

his nose scrunched up as he smiled.

when the food came he would reach over the table and feed you as he giggled

you smiled then listened to the music in the background then pointed at him 

“you love this song!” 

he listened then nodded and smiled happily. “i do, do you want me to sing along orrr?”

you nodded quickly and smiled as he sang along, only loud enough for you

his voice was so smooth and calming, you could listen to him for hours. 

he smiled at you as the sing finished then shoveled food into his mouth.

you watched him then took a quick picture at the way his cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel

he shook his head at you

it was times like this that made you happy

just chilling and relaxing with him

going out on small dates

both of you loved it

he was just himself around you and you were yourself

Kisses!

he was a bit shy with kissing out in public

if you were out it might be a small kiss on the cheek or on the back of your hand

but at home a lot of it was neck kisses

forehead kisses

just anywhere that you had exposed skin he would kiss

he just loved you

and sometimes he couldn’t put it into words

your first kiss it was a urprise to the both of you

you could tell that he was thinking about it and you were too

you quickly leaned up and kissed him quickly then covered your face as you blushed

you really didn’t think that you would do that

the look on dean’s face was priceless though, he went from shocked to confused then to a little dorky grin in the matter of thirty seconds

you giggled to yourself

Dirty Stuff! (if you aren’t comfortable with this just skip over it! :D it isn’t really dirty either)

he was really soft a gentle, like i mentioned before

he treated you as if you were made out of porcelain

he would always ask for permission before he did anything, even if you both have been dating for years he would always ask 

your comfort was what he wanted most then pleasure for himself

he always took it slow, when you asked for a little faster it looked like his brain was going to explode because he was scared to hurt you 

after care was always him kissing your forehead and asking if he did okay

then he would carry you to the shower and start it for you

putting a towel and your pajamas into the dryer as you were in the shower so they were nice and warm for you

then giving you one of his hoodies and making you a cup of tea

you thought it was so sweet and when you asked him if you could do it for him he refused

he wanted to be the one to do it because he was the one that “made the mess” 

you shook your head and smiled softly

you were his top priority

Overall!

dean was just really soft and caring

along with being really loving and goofy

he would always take care of you no matter the sitution

he would make you homemade remedies when you were sick, had a headache, or you just had a small issue

he really wanted to keep you away from the evil in the world because you were too pure in his eyes 

[shintaru]

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Love the Stars Chapter 1: Simple and Clear

Pairing: playboy!Dean x OC

Genre: nightclub au 

Warnings: angst, casual hookups

Story Snippet: I like to observe people. I watch their actions as they interact in the club; the way they move, drink and speak. I've seen plenty of girls get picked up right here at the bar counter, only to see them come back the next night looking for someone new. Romance is dead. And for him, the guy drowning himself in vodka night after night, it is no different. 

The club-goers start to blur together after a while. I mean, their intentions are all the same: get drunk, dance, fuck, go home. Not necessarily in that order. 

Every once in a while there is a guy that's brave enough to approach me. It is at that point that I wonder why places like this even exist. The club is a place that people come to interact without responsibility. The scent of sweat and desperation lingers in the air as people rub against each other in the middle of the dance floor. Everyone craves the affection they lack in their personal lives. But by grinding on random girls and boys in a sea of careless faces- it only adds to the burden. They will not receive the affection they so helplessly crave. Instead they will get more emptiness and loneliness after the night is over, and as the club owner's predict, they will return and once again look for the same thing. Something that they can never find. And so, the cycle goes on. 

I like to observe people, as I tend to the people sitting at the bar shit-faced drunk. I watch their actions as they interact in the club; the way they move, drink and speak. I've seen plenty of girls get picked up right here at this bar counter, only to see them come back the next night looking for something new. It's sick, really. No one cares anything about each other anymore. They use each other's bodies as waste baskets for unresolved feelings, dumping a load of cruelty onto the newest victim. Then that victim will internalize the cold shoulder they received and give it to the next person they see. And it goes on and on. 

Romance is dead. I can see this reflected in the eyes of every married man that comes back night after night, pointlessly, for no reason at all. Go home to your wives, I want to shout to these pour saps. But what good would warnings do to those who are beyond listening? No good, I think. 

So instead of offering advice to everyone I see, I just stand and observe. I see the same cycle playing out on different faces every night. There was nothing that interested me, until this twenty-something-year-old man came and sat at the bar one night. 

What was different about him? Not much. He was good-looking, sad and ready to get drunk. I couldn't exactly pin-point what it was about him that was so different. Maybe his face? His clothes? Cologne? 

"What can I get for you, sir?" I asked, trying to keep most of my curiosity at bay. He looked like he was having a rough enough night. 

He didn't answer at first, too consumed in his thoughts. I thought maybe he hadn't heard me, so I repeated myself. Then he looked up at me and I lost my train of thought. 

He didn't say anything with his mouth, but his eyes were full of emotion. There were many things he was saying to me, yet there was one statement I heard loud and clear: romance is dead. Those words were so clear in his eyes that it disturbed me. Someone more cynical than me? Impossible. 

I normally didn't butt into other people's business, even when I desperately wanted to. This was the first time ever that I found the words "What's wrong?" tumbling out of my mouth and into the open air. 

Customers like to be spoken to, sure. They like to socialize and get flirty winks from the cute bartender girl every now and again, but prying into their core problems is like picking at a sore. It was like every rule that I had given myself while working at this club suddenly disappeared. There were no rules when I looked at him. There was just me looking at someone who was completely broken, and trying to make them feel better. 

I thought what I had said was something overly offensive, something that a simple bartender should never ask a paying customer. But he took absolutely no offense. He answered almost immediately with, "I just got out of a relationship."

Even more interesting. He looked broken and yet, at the same time, free. Unlike other clueless and searching faces at the bar, he looked like he had drawn all the conclusions and been around every single block there ever was. There was nothing lost in him at all. He looked truly done with the world, and that really bothered me.  

"Oh. Well can I get you anything?" I said for the third time, sounding like a broken record. I didn't know how else to show my misplaced concern for him. Should I offer advice for once? Should I offer to listen to his problems and give my opinion? Or should I go back to minding my own business like I have been, leaving him to suffer in silence alone? 

"I'll take a straight vodka, thanks," he said with a tiny smile. I went to get him his order, finding myself taking extra care while straining his drink, trying to convey through actions that at least one person cared. Whether he noticed or not, I had no idea. He simply took the drink off the counter and sipped out of the glass, not saying anything more. 

I served some other customers for a while, peeking at him from the corners of my eyes but painstakingly standing far enough away so that I neither hovered nor annoyed him. It was getting close to the end of my shift anyway, so he would no longer be my responsibility, not that he ever really was. Like I said, concern was running through me so strongly that it was hard to contain. He said he just got out of a relationship the way someone says they just got off work. It meant, from his words alone, that he was looking for a way out. And now he was free, but not quite content, and he was now in the worst place he could possibly be after breaking up. Yet unlike others, he was not searching for girls. He was not looking for lost affection. He was minding his own business, sipping his vodka, resigned to his bitter fate. 

I was unconsciously nearing him again when a woman from a nearby table approached him and tapped him on the shoulder. He peered over at her with an expressionless face. 

"Hey, are you single?" The woman asked, getting straight to the point. She looked like she had already taken several shots and a couple of pills too. Her dress was longer than most girls. It was black and white, matching her pale skin and raven hair. She was tall and skinny, beautiful and lonely. The perfect trap for any guy.  

I deflated at once. Of course. I didn't know why I expected something different. That was all that happened here, after all. Drinking and fucking. 

"I saw you over there from my table," she continued, "And thought you were pretty good-looking. We don't get a lot of guys like you in here, you know what I mean?" 

I nearly rolled my eyes. Her approach was overly obvious. This guy was uncaring and content with sipping one glass of vodka. That was not a good combination. 

When he didn't answer, she changed her approach by leaning closer to him, pressing herself against his back. "Hey, come on. I promise a good time." 

Still no answer, and now I was even more surprised. Even the most disinterested guys played along with the pretty girls, conforming to the ways of the club. This guy was not even bothering to speak to her. If that wasn't rejection, I didn't know what was. 

After several more tense seconds of silence she pouted and walked away. The young man continued sipping at his vodka leisurely, unaffected. 

Apparently I was staring a bit too hard, because he looked up at me again, raising an eyebrow. I immediately busied myself behind the counter, distancing myself once again, heart thumping. Jesus, I thought. His eyes are unsettling as hell. 

Luckily a few more guys came in and ordered drinks, so I had something to do. After finishing with their orders I looked over at the clock and found that it was time to change shifts. 

I moved to get from behind the counter so I could punch out. After doing so, I removed my things from my locker, took off my name tag and made my way out the front doors of the club, leaving the booming bass and flashing lights behind me. Just as I was unlocking my car I heard doors slamming just behind me. I turned my head to see the young man that had been sipping vodka and the woman in black and white getting into the same car. They sped off into the night, leaving the club and me behind. I watched in the shadows, thinking to myself that he wasn't that special after all. 

Chapter 2

[intaksheart]

IM SO FUCKING READY FOR DEAN

[enhypemen]

Slit - Dean (F)

requested: nope. hi

description: this a short little boyfriend! dean au cause das my baby and I haven’t gave ya’ll anything in a while haha...

warning(s): fluffy. latina reader & short as FUcK

side note: i kinda wanna make this into a mini series? .. maybe with future smut.. but you guys let me know what you want. :]

“Would you stop moving?” 

“What if you shave it wrong though?”

“Seriously? Do you want it or not?”

“...yes”

“So quedarse quieto and put your hands down”

Dean sat still, placing his hands on his lap, huffing in defeat. You giggle- pushing his head back softly and picking the electric shaver up once more. You place your fingers on the tape, holding it still and shave the small slit into your boyfriends eyebrow. 

“It doesn’t look bad” you say as you examine the small slit while brushing the small hairs off from his cheek. 

Dean stands from the closed toilet seat, gently pulling the tape from his face and looking into the mirror to see your work. He smiles, humming in approval and turns to you.

“You did a good job, babe” he says softly making your cheeks heat up as you smile brightly. 

He lands a quick kiss onto your lips before unplugging the shaver, putting it into its case and placing it back onto the small shelf. While he does that, you use a napkin to sweep up the small hairs and throw them into the small trash can. 

“Wanna order some pizza?” he asks as the two of you exit the bathroom.

Nodding softly, “yes please.. and can we order hot wings too?” you ask.

“Yes we can” he says dialing the number and ordering your food.