#joshua hong reactions

[hoshifighting]

hi can i request svt's reaction to their s/o being cockdrunk and using their cock as a toy bc she's ovulating 👹👹

warnings: smut, overstimulation, ovulation, teasing, dirty talk, clit stimulations, hair pulling, ass spanking.

seungcheol: dying inside, but god, he loves it. he’s gritting his teeth, trying to hold on as you ride him like it’s the only thing you need. “shit, baby, you really gonna use me like this?” he’d growl, hands gripping your hips to guide you. he’s sensitive as hell, but he’ll take it, no matter how much it wrecks him, whispering in your ear about how he’ll fuck you until you can’t walk. (also would love how fast you get wet)

jeonghan: whining at this point, but still so into it. he’s teasing you the whole time, even though he’s losing his mind. “so desperate, huh?” he’d smirk, cock twitching with every thrust. he’d make you grind on him slow, pulling you down by the neck to whisper filthy shit in your ear, making you need him even more.

joshua: fucked out and blushing, but he’s doing everything to make sure you’re satisfied. “you’re ovulating, huh? can’t get enough of me?” he’d pant, voice shaky as you bounce on him. even though he’s close to overstimulation, he’d still talk sweetly, whispering how he’ll give you everything you need, no matter how sensitive he gets. (best bf ever award)

junhui: loves how wild you get when you’re ovulating. “damn, is it day one?” he’d grin, even though he’s groaning from the sensitivity. he’d slap your ass, leaning in to bite at your neck, knowing it drives you crazy, making sure you’re completely ruined.

hoshi: he’s whining from how hard you’re going, but he’s not stopping you. “fuck, babe, I’m so—ahh, fuck, I’m so sensitive.” he’d gasp, hips bucking into you. he’d grab your thighs, spreading them wider, and mutter, “holy shit, you’re gonna milk me dry…” he pushes deeper.

wonwoo: would be groaning under his breath, but still letting you use him however you want, because he's thebest boyfriend ever :( <33. “shit, babe, I can’t—fuck.” he’s biting his lip, trying to hold it together as you grind down on him, overstimulating him to the max, hands on your waist to pull you closer. he’d stroke your clit softly, just to see you completely lose control.

woozi: he’d try to keep it together, but his voice is cracking with every moan. “you’re fucking crazy when you’re ovulating,” he’d mutter, barely able to keep up with how desperate you are. he’s thrusting up into you harder, just to make sure you get exactly what you want, because oyu're his princess and his body is completely yours—yeah, the muscles, everything, all for you.

minghao: he’s into how wild you get during ovulation. moaning louder than usual, but still somehow keeping it together. “you’re really not gonna stop, huh?” he’d pant, smirking even though his cock is twitching from overstimulation. he’d press his thumb into your clit, watching you go absolutely feral, all while whispering about how you can take as much of him as you want. all of this with his head’s thrown back 😩.

mingyu: he’s destroyed at some point, but the second he understands why you're that horny, he’s doing everything to keep you going. “you’re using me like a fucking toy,” he’d gasp, voice shaking from how sensitive he is, but he’s still guiding your hips, making sure you get every inch. he’d talk filthy in your ear, knowing it makes you even hornier.

seokmin: overstimulated as fuck, but he’s still moaning your name, hips bucking into you. “you need me that bad, baby? oh fuck— then use me, use me all you want..” he’d whimper, fingers digging into your hips as you ride him like you’re in heat. he’d rub your clit, even though his hands are shaking, just to make you cum again and again.

seungkwan: he’d be a whimpering mess, but he’s loving how wild you get. “you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me,” he’d groan. seungkwan as an ass lover, he’d grab your ass, slapping it lightly, moaning when you grind harder, telling you he’ll let you use him however you want.

vernon: almost dehydrated, and fucked, but he’s letting you take control. “you really can’t get enough, huh?” he’d murmur, voice shaky as you ride him like you’re desperate. he’d bite his lip, but he’s still grabbing your thighs, pulling you closer, muttering how he’ll give you everything. because you're his everything.

chan: thinks that his cock will fall at some point, but he’s letting you fuck him senseless. “y-you are so wet that it keeps slipping out babe.” he’d pant, his hands gripping your waist as you ride him. he’d rub your clit, pull your hair, kiss you sloppier & slowly, whispering how fucking hot you are when you’re this needy.

[fruithoughts]

PRINCESS TREATMENT

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤh. joshua x fem!reader  ⪩⪨

01.ㅤۗㅤ𝙼ember .  ⎯⎯⎯  joshua.

02.ㅤۗㅤ𝙲𝚆 .  ⎯⎯⎯ multiple pet names, possessive thoughts, mentions of blowjobs(m.) and sex, just a very gentle guy who loves his girl more than anything.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua whose instagram is filled to the brim with pictures of his beautiful girl, sometimes he forgets to tag you but it’s okay because it takes no sherlock holmes to figure out your username since he only follows your account and a naruto fanpage. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who wants you to meet his parents in less than a month into the relationship, it’s extremely important to him to make it as clear as possible that he is serious about you, leaves no room for overthinking at all, always a step ahead of you in the “would you still love me if i was a worm?” department, the best boy indeed. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who would rather take a bullet than let you pay for literally anything, because how dare you even suggest paying for your own things? as if you don’t know the only reason he works so hard it’s exactly so he can pamper you endlessly? the absolute nerve of you, better get on your knees and start apologizing.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who is the sassiest and most dramatic guy you’ve ever been with, but can not for the life of him handle the thought of you doing any work at all, in every aspect, which, ironically, sometimes makes you work even harder to get what you want.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who makes it the world’s most difficult challenge to accept receiving head from you for the first time, he enjoys being the one doing all of the work to make you feel good, he just couldn’t see how blowing him off would please you at all so he kept denying(while completely ignoring the tent forming rapidly in his grey sweatpants) until you begged too sweetly, so softly, looking at him with so much adoration and love, like you wanted nothing more than to please him, he could have finished right there but instead he shook his head and sat down in the bed, ready to give his princess anything she could ever want, just like he promised he would! even if what she wanted was to kneel in front of him and try to fit his thick cock into her little mouth for a while.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who uses every opportunity that stumbles across his way to show off his huge arms, it’s a win-win scenario, he gets to feel all hot and manly and you get to hold onto your boyfriend’s strong biceps everywhere you go and get carried on bride style after a night out that, honestly, didn’t even leave you that drunk, but since he offered to carry you, who would ever say no?

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who adores your nails and is always super excited to see the results of your nail appointments, asks for pictures during the whole process, sends you food when it’s taking too long, and finally when the nails are done, he’s there to pick you up in his shiny car, more than ready to do the last step of your nail day, which is putting them to the test, the scratch test. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who just can’t help but adore when you leave him all marked up, he loves it, and how can you blame him? was he supposed to be normal about having proof straight on his body of just how good he made you feel last night? how could you even consider he'd do such a thing? this man is not normal about you in general. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who knows your entire wardrobe like the back of his hand, half of it because he bought it, the other half because of how often he’s watching you, definitely a “i look at you more often than you think” kinda guy. he’s very proud of just how well he knows his baby.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who remembers all of your food preferences and orders, knows all of your allergies, all of your icks and all of your friend’s gossips because he’s just so well behaved! he won't tell anyone, he never would! he's your joshy! you can trust him to keep all of your secrets, forever.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who’s very open about the fact that he wants to marry you, live the rest of your lives together, maybe with a kid if you’re into that, maybe just dogs if that’s better for you, he got his own wishes when it comes to creating a family, but at the end of the day; this man has one priority, and she has a name. whatever is best for you, it’s the best for him.

⪩⪨ husband!joshua who no matter how long it has passed since you got married, has not lost even a little bit of his obsession with you. his precious flower, his cute little thing, his darling, his sweet girl, that’s all you’ll ever be to him, all his to love and protect, forever.

[shuafiles]

svt text reaction when the reader writes them a dirty pick up line??

I don't know, this sounds like it would be fun🤍🤍

seventeen texts: sending them a dirty pick up line

CONTENT | nsfw texts, vulgar language, cringe pick up lines, female reader

A/N | im not sure if this is what the request wanted but hopefully i did okay </3

[seungcheorry]

svt when you tell them "it's getting late, i should probably go home":

seungcheol: "oh, okay. let me drive you home, then 🥰" and expects you to invite him in because he doesn't want to let go.

jeonghan: "do you have any plans for tomorrow?" - if you do, then he's ordering you an uber; if you don't, then he's asking you to stay a bit longer.

joshua: "do you want me to walk you home?" and will insist on doing so, even if you say it's not needed - please, let him spend more time with you!!

junhui: "oh... ☹️" but doesn't say anything to try to make you stay because he doesn't wanna be clingy.

soonyoung: "nooo, let's talk some more, please?" and it's crazy how a tiger can master such pretty puppy eyes so you have no choice but to stay.

wonwoo: he mumbles a tiny "yeah, okay" and then guides you to his car. "what are you doing?" "taking you home, isn't it obvious? 🤨".

jihoon: hates when you say that, starts longing for you as soon as he orders you an uber and then write a song about it.

dokyeom: "for real? 🥺", and then says he'll walk you home. you can try and say he doesn't need to, but it's the only way to make him smile again so you let him.

mingyu: wraps his hands around your arm and pulls you closer. he just keeps walking so you think he ignored you, but then you realize he's starting to walk into your neighborhood. really smooth.

minghao: doesn't fight you, cause you know what's better for yourself. he offers himself to drive you home, shutting you off when you say he doesn't need to. "i want to" - and that leaves you speechless.

seungkwan: "but it's early yet~". he tries to argue with you, pouting when he loses. will definitely walk you home, jokingly picking on you to make you laugh. please kiss him goodbye at the door.

vernon: "you sure?" and if you say yes, he will take the subway with you or wait until you're in an uber; if you look even the slightest hesitant, he will just laugh it off and keep the conversation going.

dino: he's bold, so he will say "you wanna head to my place?" (but also his cheeks are burning, that's why he's not looking at you when he says it). if you decline, he'll order an uber for you and be like "text me when you home".

[monamipencil]

— choking hazard | h.js

⋆ pairings; joshua x fem! reader ⋆ genre; smut, fluff, humor, friends to lovers (?) ⋆ w.c; 3.7k+ ⋆ warnings; intoxication (liquor), mention of walking in on chan, josh is lovingly annoying, big dick! josh, tipsy sex, oral (m. receiving), face-fucking, unprotected sex (she's on pills), reader can be picked up, rough sex, creampie ⋆ a/n; im thankful for @nonuify, @chwepen, @okiedokrie and @whipped-for-kpop-fics for collectively losing it with me while talking about big dick! josh. without them, this wouldn't have been posted lol. xoxo, enjoy <3

“i don't believe a single shit that you just spewed.”

you scoff at your close friend seated on the camping chair adjacent to yours.

“hey, i'm just saying the truth.” Joshua defends himself with a shrug. his smile looks almost angelic under the glistening cascades of moonlight and the dying campfire.

almost is the key word. because there's a glint of something else lurking underneath his dilated pupils. he takes a sip from the canned beer, and a few drops trickle down his chin. he wipes it off with his sleeve.

“your dick is a choking hazard? and a girl you slept with, told her friends that?”

“yep, that's right.” he hides his smirk behind the beer can. it seems that the liquor in your system is doing tricks on you as you watch his eyes dip down to the exposed skin of your collarbones.

you can’t help but laugh at his affirmation. your cheeks puff up, and your eyes crinkle as you do so. Joshua loves your laughter, and it makes him laugh as well. but he can only tongue his cheek now, watching you keel over with laughter. 

“i’m sorry, Josh. that’s the most out-of-pocket shit someone could say.” you take a breather and try to calm down. “how did we land on the topic of cock, again?” 

it’s almost midnight. most of your friends have fallen asleep or are in their tents, scrolling through their phones. which leaves you and Joshua outside, watching the fire trickle down to embers and drinking the last cans of beer till you both pass out. 

but somehow, the conversation has changed lanes to your friend’s diabolical cock size. 

“because you told me that you walked in on Chan jerking off and didn’t expect him to be ‘oh so huge!’” he mimics your voice, and you slap his shoulder while he laughs. 

“well, i still don’t believe you. so,” you blow a raspberry at him and turn away to look at the sky. you are barely tipsy but feel light-headed because of the long hike and how spent your body is. the last thing you want on your mind is Joshua’s cock. 

but it’s safe to say that you’re intrigued. 

“you don’t have to,” his voice echoes with a strum of his guitar. he must’ve picked it up again. but you don’t look at him. especially not with the way you’re all hot and bothered right now. 

“you just have to see it.” you choke on your saliva and make the mistake of turning your head. he has shifted closer to you, his hair tickles your cheeks, and you see his eyes trained on your lips. 

“calm down, player.” you huff and back off. but it’s you who needs to calm down. joshua appears very calm and collected with his sweet smile and shit. but you’re not buying any of that. 

“player?” his voice raises a pitch before he chuckles with a husky timbre. and his low voice sends shivers down your spine straight to your core. you tighten your thighs and wish that he doesn't notice it. 

“hey, it's not my fault people mistake my kindness for something more.”

“kindness? oh forgive me for not knowing that making out with every girl is an act of kindness.” 

“you sound like you’re jealous.” 

he whispers into your ear. and you notice his closeness only now. his knee presses into yours as he manspreads, and he leans into your frame. the smell of beer and his signature scent hits your nose, forcing you to take a deep breath of fresh air. 

in your moment of silence, Joshua confirms his answer. “so you are jealous.” 

you don’t answer and shift in your chair, trying not to cast your gaze on his thighs. or, more specifically, his cock. which you’re pretty sure would be visible against the tightness of his pants. 

“uhh, i’m going to hit the bed. you should too.” that’s all you offer while walking away as fast as possible.

the path to your cabin is short, and you sigh, feeling stupid. obviously, he’s just playing. you’d have a hard time listing the girls he has not kissed because of the lack of them. maybe dares don’t count, but it’s still a blasphemous amount. 

entering the cabin, you immediately take off your counselor shirt and toss it on your bed. you go through your bag, trying to find a sweatshirt you could wear.  

“woah, no bra?” 

you yelp in surprise and cover yourself with your hands. you don’t need to turn around to figure out who that is. 

“joshua, can you not fucking knock?!” 

“calm down, this is my cabin too.” 

your heart palpitates when he closes the door and walks towards his bed, which is adjacent to yours. you scramble to wear any piece of cloth you can find and lie down on your bed as soon as possible. 

you don’t hear a single sound from his side, so you turn in the bed to look at him. which adds to your fluster as you find him already looking at you. he doesn’t utter a word, continuing to look at you. you hold eye contact, mesmerized by the deep brown of his eyes. 

“what?” you ask, voice barely above a whisper. 

“just curious,” he shakes his head, eyes still gazing deep into yours. 

“about?” 

“how you’d look, trying to take my cock in.”

your mouth runs dry and you lick your lips, still not breaking eye contact. a fuzzy warm feeling pools in your stomach and your hard nipples graze against the material of your shirt. you sit up, done with this game of push and pull. 

he follows suit, watching you walk towards him. you offer him no words and kneel on the floor while looking up at him. joshua sucks in a sharp breath, trying to contain himself. his finger grazes against your cheekbones, softly pushing back stray hairs. 

he groans when you press your palm against his boner. he leans back, observing you with a lazy smile. you try not to vocalize your surprise when you confirm that Joshua is not lying. the sheer outline of his cock intimidates you. your nails dig into his thighs, and he snickers at you. 

“scared, honey?” his voice is saccharine, and he looks at you with such adoration. but you know, behind that sweet mask lies something better left undisturbed. 

and you’re treading on the very line that will disturb it. but it doesn’t scare you. it excites you. somehow, the thought of Joshua breaking his demeanor fills your veins with adrenaline. 

more excited than scared. the response lies on the tip of your tongue, and you want to say it. the little liquor in your system gives you a confidence boost. you hook your finger under the waistband of his briefs and pull it down with one smooth pull. 

his cock springs free, and you’re rendered speechless for a second. Joshua’s cock is long and girthy. his pretty pink tip oozes with pearls of precum, and he’s well-groomed. you never thought you’d describe a dick as pretty, but here you are.

you finally find the courage to wrap your hand around his length. you bite your lip, squeezing his cock that lays heavy on your hand. he shudders and sighs at your touch. you lean forward and lick the precum off his tip. 

“fuck,” he curses, carding his hand through his hair. he sounds so hot, and it makes you envy all the girls he’s slept with before. 

you’re still hesitant to wrap your lips around his cock, and he senses it. “want some help?” he offers, and you impatiently nod. 

he chuckles, standing on his feet. you wait patiently on your knees, watching him discard his shirt. 

“you think too much, you know?”

before you can ask him what he means, he slaps his cock on your cheek. any and every thought evaporates from your brain, and you can only focus on how good it feels.

you don't say anything but stare up at him with glassy eyes and an open mouth. he laughs, and a devilish tint lurks behind his irises.

“like getting slapped by my cock?” his other hand holds your nape, and you nod eagerly. you lift your hands to rest them on his thighs and close your eyes.

he tugs your hair, forcing you to look at him. “look at me.”

he slaps his cock on your face again. and again, and again. and again till you're absolutely cock drunk, begging to have him down your throat. he slaps his cock one last time on your face. you whine, digging your nails into his thighs.

he chuckles again, cooing at you. “open your mouth.”

you obey, letting your mouth hang open for him. he teases the tip of his oozing cock by rubbing it on your lower lip. you push out your tongue, causing him to chuckle. he taps his cock on your tongue before pushing the tip in.

you hum in content and suck on his tip, swirling your tongue around it. you tease his slit, tracing it with your tongue. joshua bites his lip, and his eyebrows knit in pleasure.

“fuck,” he groans, a sound that fills your heart with pride.

“gonna go a bit deeper, yeah?” you hum around his cock, and he curses.

he pushes your head down his cock, gently. you open your mouth to accommodate him, but the ache in your jaw stops you. you make a noise, stopping him. he does, waiting for you to adjust to his girth.

his fingers caress the side of your face and your nape, causing you to shiver when he brushes a sensitive spot on your neck. his other hand gently holds back your hair. you look at him, nodding your head.

you feel the ache in your jaw lessen when he pulls out, leaving only the tip in. it's soon taken away as he fills your mouth again. he continues so at a mild pace.

you swirl your tongue around his cock, and suck in your cheeks as much as you can. he goes a bit deeper, and you gag, tears pricking your eyes. he moans shamelessly, his movements a bit lazier now.

he pulls out again, and you gasp for breath. a string of saliva connects your lips to his tip. he slaps his cock on your lip, enjoying the wet feeling and sound. it sends a shiver of pleasure to your core as well, which is now soaking.

your panties stick to your core like a second skin. you're afraid that your arousal would drip down your leg. your cunt clenches around nothing and your hard nipples graze against your shirt. the thought of him fucking you fills you with ecstasy.

with your newfound enthusiasm, you move forward, taking his tip between your lips. you maintain eye contact as you do so. you bob your head up and down, gagging at times as you do so. your nails graze the back of his thighs in a pleasurable manner.

“oh god,” he stops your movements, taking a deep breath to compose himself. his abs strain and a few veins pop up at his neck.

“just—just tap my thighs thrice if it's too much, ok?” you blink and nod at him. you relax your jaw and wait for him.

even though you prepare yourself, it still takes you by surprise. he pushes his cock inside in one go and holds your head. you gag and choke, feeling tears stream down your face and drool down your chin.

his hand grips the back of your head, and you feel him twitch in your mouth. your nose brushes against his pelvis and your lips touch the base of his cock.

he feels heavy in your mouth, and you choke on him again, more tears falling from your eyes. he pulls out with ease, and you cough and breathe as much as you can.

you look like an absolute mess right now, a heavenly mess, Joshua thinks. with tears and drool coating your face, your lips swollen, and god, the fucking way you're looking at him.

“think i'm a choking hazard, yet?”

you laugh, but it's cut off when your throat hurts. he giggles and apologizes sheepishly.

“so? should i cum inside your mouth, or?” he teases.

“fuck me, please.”

he curses under his breath, pulling you up to crash his lips against yours. you fall on his bed with him hovering over you. his lips are gentle at first, but the kiss turns deep. his tongue glides over yours, and he kisses you deeply. the ache between your legs grows as you feel his tongue slide over the places his cock was touching a few seconds ago.

his hand wraps around your neck gently, and he squeezes the side occasionally. he pulls away, gasping for air. his chest is pressed to yours, and you feel his heart hammering the way yours does.

his cock grazes against the skin of your thighs, heightening your arousal. “joshua, please fuck me, already.” you whine, nails scratching his back.

“so impatient,” he smiles, kissing your forehead.

he helps remove your shirt and groans at the sight of your hardened nipples. his hands fly to your chest to fondle and squeeze your breasts. he rolls the bud between his fingers and flicks them gently.

he glides his hand down your waist till he finds the hem of your shorts and pulls it down. you relax on his bed with a sigh. it feels so erotic to spread your legs in front of someone you deem a good friend. not to mention that you were choking on said friend's cock a few minutes ago.

you don't miss the smirk that plays on his lips as he observes your stained panties. and it makes you shy, causing you to close your legs, but he stops you. his hands resting on your inner thigh to spread your legs out.

he slowly removes the only clothing left on your body. the arousal sticks to your panty as he peels it off you. he tosses the cloth away and massages your inner thighs, slowly working up his way to your folds.

his fingers prod between your folds, rubbing them up and down and feeling the wetness of your soaking cunt. his thumb brushes your clit, and you fold your legs, bringing them closer to your chest.

he circles your clit, sending waves of pleasure through your body. he leans down to kiss your cunt, and lick the arousal dripping down it.

“not now,” you push his head away, way too eager to take his cock. he kisses your folds before finally pulling away. he looks up at you, smiling softly, but you don’t miss the mischief swirling in his eyes. he kisses your lips again, hands wandering down your body. 

his cock presses on your thighs, and you whimper, almost begging for him. “we don’t have condoms, though. is that fine?”

“yes, i’m on pills.” you say in a nasal tone, your own hands discovering his body. 

“and as long as you don’t have any virus, i’m fine.” you finish, looking at him dead in the eye. he scoffs, rolling his eyes. “i kiss, ok? i don’t get dirty as often.” 

“if you say so,” you sing, pulling him closer and pressing your chest to his. 

“fuck.” he whispers, slotting his lips on yours.  

he breaks the kiss and rubs your thighs. he adores you with his eyes before moving away to align himself to your entrance. he rubs his tip on your folds, and you gasp. “this is gonna hurt a bit,”

and god does it fucking hurt. you have seen guys with his length before, but the girth takes your breath away. you moan with a moan to your eyes and curl to your toes. joshua rubs your nub to distract you from the pain. his other hand strokes your thigh and stomach gently. 

when you seem accommodated enough, he pushes in further. and he does so till he’s deep inside you. it takes everything in him not to push it in one go. the wet warmth of your walls makes him lose his mind, and your clenching doesn’t help either. 

he takes a firm hold of your hips and presses his hand flat on your tummy. he feels his cock through you, and it makes him moan with a bite to his lips. he rests his hand on either side of your head. “wrap your legs around me,” you quickly obey. 

who knew you’d become such a mindless slut for Joshua’s cock? and who could even blame you? his cock stretches your walls with a delicious pain. and you can’t help but clench around him, sucking him in further and further. your hole flutters around his cock, and you’re more than pleased to see the effect you have on him. 

you play with your nipples as he prepares to pull away. he looks at your hands before slapping them away, “tch, bad girl.” 

he pulls out, except for his tip, and you immediately feel empty. he guides his cock inside you again, and you moan when he stretches you out again. he sighs before pulling out again. this time, he snaps his hips to yours in a quick motion. 

he pauses to observe your reaction. “fuck!” you yell, your abdomen fluttering with the deep breaths you take. he takes it as a sign to continue. he snaps his hips again with a vigor he hasn’t shown previously. his moans sync with yours as he continues to thrust in and out of your cunt.

your hands fly to wrap around his strong shoulders as the bed beneath you trembles with his thrusts. his cock drives into your cunt, filling you to the brim. but he’s careful to not hurt you, ending up using only half of his length. 

he undoes your legs around him and shifts to stand on the floor. he pulls you with him, and you yelp. “shh, don’t want them to find out what we’re doing, do you?” he places his forefinger on your lips and caresses your cheek. 

“don’t care,” you whisper, and it takes him by surprise. the change in your behavior fuels him to only fuck you harder. he grips your hips, using them to maneuver your movements. he eases in, filling you entirely, and pulls out, only to slam his cock back in. 

“fuck, see that?” he asks, interrupting your moans and whines. you lift your head, looking at his cock stretch you out. but that’s not what he’s talking about. he slams back in, and you see a bulge in your stomach. you gasp, your walls fluttering at the sight of the bulge. 

joshua fucks you harder, focusing his eyes on the bulge, and your clenching drives him over the edge. he looks up to find you focusing on the bulge as well. one of his hands finds your face, squeezing your cheeks together. 

he leans in, kissing your puckered lips harshly. his thrust only turns rougher with each passing second. the sound of skin slapping, your whimpers mixed in with his moans, and the distinct creak of the bed serve as a drug for Joshua. he picks you up, and you wrap your arms and legs around him in instinct.

you cling to him as he fucks you in the air. you don’t even have time to be impressed by his strength because his cock occupies every space in your mind. his cock screws into your cunt, harder and harder each time. you whine, nails digging into his shoulders. 

his thrusts turn erratic, hips stuttering desperately to meet yours. he gasps, and his cock twitches with the need to release. fuck, he needs to come inside you. the mere idea of it drives him to fuck you with more strength. 

your moans get louder, surely to catch the attention of bypassers outside the cabin. his gasps and moans make you look at him. his head is thrown back, and he fucks you mindlessly. his Adam’s apple bobs when he swallows, and you’re overcome with the need to mark it. a sheen of sweat coats his body, and the light shimmers off it, making him look heavenly. 

he pulls you closer, pressing his chest to yours. he shifts one of his hands to hold your weight, grabbing your ass, and the other wraps around your upper back. you grind your hips, chasing some friction. he groans, tongue darting out to meet yours. 

you eagerly welcome his tongue, tilting your head to kiss him deeply. your moans are swallowed by him, and both his hands now grip your ass. he kneads them in his hands, fucking you faster each time you clench around him. 

“fuck! fuck!” he curses, hips stuttering to meet yours. your toes curl, and you scratch his back, biting his shoulder to quiet down your screams. you clench around him one last time and climax on his cock. 

with a final thrust, he succumbs to his pleasure, releasing his load inside of you. you moan in unison, and he rushes to place you on the bed. he falls on top of you, cock still planted deep inside your cunt. he twitches, releasing the last of his load inside of you. 

he doesn’t pull out, opting to stay inside you as he rests his forehead on yours. your legs tremble, and you take frequent breaths to calm down from the high.

“believe me, now?” your eyes are closed, but you can feel his smirk. you kiss him to shut him up, not wanting to hear his bragging.

with a kiss on your forehead, he pulls out. you hiss, your cunt feels empty, and you almost whine for him to put it back in. he falls to your side on the bed. you both lay breathless and stare up at the ceiling.

your legs and your core feel sore. a sigh leaves your lips, knowing you can't walk tomorrow without looking like a duckling.

“i'm calling in sick, tomorrow.” you inform your—what is he to you now, anyway?

his hand caresses your legs and sides as he cuddles up next to you. you snuggle into his warmth, slumber filling your veins.

“that bad?” you're too tired to retort his teasing.

“yeah. turns out your cock isn't just a choking hazard, it's also a health hazard.”

his laughter echoes through the walls of your cabin, and he hugs you tighter. you fall asleep with a smile on your face.

tags; @seungkwanschicken @aaa-sia @dokyeomkyeom @bangantokchy

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[sillyuin]

Svt reacts - When you're wearing their favourite hoodie

Seungcheol. Dokyeom. Hoshi.

You better be ready for having this man all flustered and admiring you with the loveliest gaze possible. You look so tiny, so pretty and he just couldn't resist you; it doesn't matter what he was doing, he just leaves everything behind and starts showering you with so much love. You better don't take it off for the rest of the day or you'll break his heart! (Will ask you to return it tho, he wants to take to home something that reminds him of you).

Jeonghan. Seungkwan. Joshua.

Will certainly say something like "it looks better on me" but we all know he is in love with you wearing his clothes. There's two possible paths: One, you get sulky and starts a pointless arguing that ends up with kisses and laughter. Two, you follow his prank by saying that his hoodie definitely fits you better, and he won't object nothing because you're right. Either way he's going to be happy and will tell you to wear it more often.

Minghao. Wonwoo. Woozi. Vernon.

The man is too stunned to speak, altho his wide smile says everything. He has a soft spot on you doing this kind of stuff, is like hitting in the weakest point. Congratulations, you've won soft kisses on your forehead and a new gift from your boyfriend, because he will want you to keep it. Don't be surprised if he left "forgotten" some of his other sweaters and shirts at your place.

Jun. Mingyu. Dino.

Clings to you for the rest of the day and doesn't let you go, you're way just too pretty to be real and he wants to brag about it. "c'mon here! let me take a photo" but you're too shy about it and that's your biggest mistake, because that only makes him fall for you even more. You lowkey regret to do it, but in the end, seeing him happy is all that matters, so is a win-win.

[atiny111718]

Joshua Bf! Texts

Warnings: Suggestive, some fluff too

Notes: Hey, it's been a while since I posted. It's been a pretty chaotic end of semester for me, so I don't know how often I'll post.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

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[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND JOSHUA

please don't repost, requests open!

[lixiesfreckless]

Sugar & Spice | h. j.

A Sugar Across The Hall bonus scene

➸ synopsis: in reality, Joshua Hong can never say no to you.

➸ starring: joshua hong x reader

➸ word count: 1.9k words

➸ general content: boyfriend!joshua, kissing, slightly more than kissing lmao

➸ warnings: suggestive content, brief mention of alcohol

➸ rating: TV 16+

➸ author’s note: this can be read as a stand-alone BUT…happy one year anniversary to my magnum opus, sath. I love it to death, and I’m still not done writing for these characters, but for now, you get a much needed not-quite-hallmark-channel-approved scene. and before you get it twisted, this is and will always be dedicated to my beloved @ashonheavenscloud , but I’d like to give special thanks to @catboyieejeno for always encouraging me to stir the pot <3 love you guys a ton mwah

♫ this fic has a soundtrack! touch by keshi uhhhhhh somebody by keshi aahhhhhhh

Oh, he's really done it now.

Walking around some lively street corner a few blocks away from your shared apartment building, Joshua leads the two of you through downtown NYC at the height of spring. Strangers pass by your lovestruck duo without a second glance, not bothering to watch you look back at him with a borderline absurd amount of fondness in your irises. It's funny; usually Joshua wouldn't give spring a chance when it came to stating his favorite season, but since you waltzed into his life, he can confidently say that any of them are worthwhile—as long as you're with him. He squeezes your hand for what feels like the millionth time this evening, an action that makes you giggle happily to yourself.

Because you find it cute.

Oh, how you have no idea at all.

How tortuous this night has been for Joshua. How he regrets the day that he walked into that fateful department store, not looking for anything in particular but coming to a full stop in front of a specific mannequin. How he mentally patted himself on the back for remembering your size when you opened the gift bag a few hours earlier, eyes alight in excitement as you pulled out the present, letting the fabric unroll in your fingertips. How his face heated up as you opened your apartment door, and he quickly noted how the mannequin did the dress no justice.

Truthfully, if the dress looked as good on the mannequin as it did on you, he would have never taken it off the rack. He'd know better.

Because all through dinner he had to stop himself from staring at you and the slope of your neck, broken up by the thin straps of the halter dress and abandoned by your hair that was conveniently(to his demise) in an updo, to show off the open back. Luckily, you were so delighted by the Greek restaurant that you'd picked out that you hardly noticed his deepening flush, or the way he nearly downed his white wine in one go the second the server left your table.

And now, as you swing his hand and practically run up the stairs(because the elevator is broken, again), he finds himself almost dreading the night ahead. It's a Thursday, which means self care and Grey’s Anatomy, and while he would never turn down spending time with you, being that close to you for a prolonged period of time after the night he's had would be borderline masochistic.

Of course he contemplates all of this, but in reality, Joshua Hong can never say no to you.

So you unlock the door to your home, blabbering on about something that had happened at work and completely oblivious to the way that your boyfriend is eyeing you, torn between running towards you and running across the hall to get a grip on himself.

“Johnny went off at a customer yesterday,” you chuckled, crossing the room to set your purse down on the kitchen table. “They were being so rude, and over spilled milk too—throwing a fit over where we get our coffee beans imported from–”

You yelp in surprise, followed by a giggle at the feeling of Joshua’s hands encircling your waist from behind. His head settles in the space on your shoulder, but not before leaving a light kiss to the exposed skin of your neck.

“Hi,” you greet him, hands coming up to hold onto his forearms as you try to decipher the reason for this sudden display of affection.

“Hi,” he sighs, nose nudging against your pulse point, “Did I ever tell you how stunning you look in that dress?”

“No, I must have misheard you the first fifty times.”

He laughs at your little jab, willing his hands to stay still despite his growing desire to let them wander. You make the terrible decision to turn just enough so you can look at him, and it's this position that puts Joshua at his most vulnerable.

“Ready to wrap up season five?”

Looking up at him the way that you are paired with your slightly parted lips and flushed demeanor, Joshua finds himself at a loss for words, instinctively leaning into your face as his restraint wears thin. And your unfazed and accepting disposition makes it that much worse for him, his breath shaking as you flutter your eyes shut and part your lips.

The first touch of his lips is familiar, his kiss walking the line between mind-numbingly sweet and devastatingly tender as one of his hands comes up to lift your jaw. But instead of pulling away like he had originally intended, he presses harder against your mouth with a small sigh, unable to find any logical objection to the change of plans.

Your giggly demeanor fizzles out under the heat of his mouth, and your breath escapes you once his hand slides down to your neck, fingers languidly tracing the curve and playing with the straps that rest there. In contrast to his slow hands, his kisses grow faster and almost desperate, not wanting to separate for even a second as he tilts his head and slants his mouth against yours.

You stumble backwards slightly in pleasant surprise, and the table hits just above the hem of your skirt before the arm around your waist tightens, pulling you further into Joshua’s chest.

He takes this opportunity to lean forward slightly, clearing the table with a sweep of the arm that was holding you before hoisting you up onto it, hands firm on your thighs and then sliding down to your knees so he can part them.

“Josh,” you whisper breathlessly, clutching onto his shoulders as your eyes dazedly flicker between his lips and his eyes. His lower lip gets trapped between his teeth as his strength falters, gaze hardly able to meet yours as his fingers dance along the scalloped hem of your dress.

“Oh God, don't do that baby,” he nearly moans, and the pet name turns your brain waves into radio static. You've never heard him sound so helpless, as if his very fate would be decided by whatever you choose to say next. “You make it so hard to just sit and watch TV with you sometimes. Especially when you look like this.”

Knowing now that you have the upper hand, you decide to humor yourself and tease him a bit, leaning forward with a slight smirk on your lips. “Like what?”

His eyes drink you in from head to toe, taking their time to memorize all of your body lines in the flattering dress. If the opportunity were to present itself tonight, he doesn't know whether he would even want to take it off of you.

He leans in close, hoping that his desire translates well as it's mumbled against the skin of your neck.

“So damn good.”

His confession against your sensitive skin has you muffling a whine, gripping the edge of the table as your rationale evaporates under his searing lips, traveling higher and higher with each press.

You can't take his teasing much longer, and frankly, this side of him doesn't come out often enough for you to pass up an opportunity such as this. Meredith Grey will have to wait.

“You know…” you whisper, head tilting back as you feel his hand slipping behind your neck to support it, “they play reruns on Friday nights too.”

“Thank God, ‘cause you in this dress has been driving me crazy since you put it on,” he chuckles against your lips before catching them with his again, taking his time now to fully taste you, swiping his tongue along your bottom lip to elicit that delightful shiver that runs up your spine. You respond in earnest with your hands, carding through his brown locks and nearly melting when he doesn't suppress the groan that tumbles from his throat.

He kisses you like you’re air itself, hands sliding up your skirt and body pressing against yours, and once your nails slide down his scalp he softly groans into your mouth, moving onto kissing across your jawline. You repeat the action while winding your legs around Joshua’s waist, and he whines quietly into your neck, “Please…tell me to stop before I can’t.”

So subtly you almost miss it, he rolls his hips into yours, his desires clouding his judgment as a foreign sound jumps to the top of your throat. Immediately your attention is drawn to the heat you feel in your abdomen, and while you have grown accustomed to bearing it in silence, you’re finding it increasingly hard to ignore with him like this, hands all over you.

Wanting you.

He does it again, with a little more pressure this time, and your head falls back as a whimper just barely tumbles out of your lips. He shivers slightly, nearly overcome with the exertion of fighting every urge to take you on this table this instant.

To temporarily solve this problem, his lips find yours again, but feeling your muffled moans against him proves to be no more effective than trying to put out a forest fire with a garden hose.

As his hips softly grind into yours and your kisses get more and more frantic, your voice of reason pushes through the heavy cloud of lust at the forefront of your brain. “Wait, I've never–”

“We don't have to baby,” he cuts you off, wanting to make his intentions clear despite being unable to put an inch of space between the two of you, “and I don't want to just yet, but I…”

His hand that was previously bunched in your dress comes up to cradle your jaw, thumb brushing gently against the redness of your cheek as he calms himself down with a deep breath.

And as he gazes at you with nothing but adoration in his brown irises, you can almost feel the words coming before he says them out loud.

“I…I am so in love with you,” he begins, fighting a chuckle born out of the absurd location of this sudden confession, “that sometimes, when I look at you, I can’t even think straight, and I…” he trails off, struggling to find the right words the longer he stares at you.

You, on the other hand, are practically beaming, bottom lip trapped by your teeth in an attempt to fight the smile you’d be flashing him, so as to not distract him any further. But you soon realize; with him seated between your legs, there’s not much you can do to help him out here.

So you switch to offense, legs squeezing him tight around his waist to pull his hips back to yours. “You what?”

His chocolate eyes darken to a coffee color in seconds, and the hand that was on your hip tightens again, keeping you firm in place on the table as you bat your eyelashes at him.

“Sometimes I wish I could just show you how much you drive me crazy.”

You don’t hesitate, lifting your chin to meet his lips in a deceptively chaste kiss as your hands fall onto the buttons on his shirt, playing with them just to rile him up further.

You shrug, feigning indifference. “Maybe you can.”

And at that, before you can even register what’s happening, he’s sliding an arm around your waist and under your knees, picking you up and heading towards your bedroom with a chuckle.

“Maybe I should.”

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[hoshifighting]

Seventeen's reaction when reader stops breathing during orgasm

Seungcheol feels you go completely still beneath him, he’d stop everything he’s doing, his eyes wide with panic. "hey, are you okay?" he’d ask urgently, shaking you gently until you start breathing again.

he slowed his movements just enough to give you a moment to catch your breath, his eyes never leaving your face. his hand comes up to gently stroke your cheek.

as your face contorts in pleasure and you tighten around him, he realizes what's happening. he was worried but also intensely turned on by the raw, uncontrolled reaction you were having.

a grin spreads across his face as he watches your blissed-out expression, the realization dawning on him that he's fucking you too good. "mhmm look at you," he chuckles, his tone teasing but relieved. "couldn't handle all of this, huh?" he continues to thrust into you, enjoying the way your body responds to him.

Jeonghan would be startled, his playful demeanor instantly replaced with concern as he feels you stop breathing. he’d pause immediately, his eyes searching your face for any signs of distress. "baby, breathe for me," he’d urge softly, his fingers brushing your hair back from your forehead.

the moment you start breathing again, he’d let out a relieved sigh. he slows down just enough to prolong your pleasure, whispering dirty praises in your ear about how beautifully you cum for him.

Joshua would be immediately alarmed, panicking as he realizes you’re not breathing. "oh my god, are you okay?" he’d ask frantically, shaking you gently until you start breathing again.

when you reach your climax and exhale deeply, he smiles softly. "that's it, beautiful," he murmurs, his hands soothingly rubbing your sides. "you did so well, just keep breathing."

''please don’t do that again."

Jun's brow furrows in concern when he notices you tensing and not breathing. "are you okay? don't forget to breathe," he says softly, his hands caressing your sides. "I'm here, just relax and let it go."

when you cum and release your breath, he lets out a relieved laugh. "there you are," he whispers, pressing kisses along your neck. "you did amazing, baby. just relax now."

Hoshi "hey, love, are you okay? please breathe," he’d say frantically. Hoshi’s heart skipped a beat when he saw you stop breathing momentarily during your orgasm. his movements became more controlled, and he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead.

as you finally came, your body trembling in response, Hoshi let out a soft, encouraging moan. “fuck, you’re amazing,” he kept his movements gentle but firm, prolonging your pleasure and ensuring you felt every wave of your orgasm. “that’s it, mhmm” he encouraged, his voice soothing and filled with admiration.

Wonwoo notices your body’s reactions with a keen eye, fascinated by the way you stop breathing and tense up as you get closer to orgasm. he slows his pace just enough to tease you, "just relax, I'm here with you." "gonna' cum for me just like the good girl your are? hm"

he smiles in relief, when you cum around his cock "there you go, love..." he whispers, his hands gently rubbing your back.

Woozi ''hey, don't hold your breath like that," he almost scolds, voice laced with concern. he cups your face, making sure you focus on him. "It's okay, just breathe with me."

As you cum, he breathes a sigh of relief along with you. "that's it, you're okay," he whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple.

Minghao, from the moment you start to fuck, Minghao is attuned to every detail of your reactions. his gentle but firm touch is designed to keep you grounded. as you get closer to your climax, you forget his earlier instructions and starts tensing up. your breath catches, and you can feel your body tightening.

"breathe," he commands, his voice dominating. when you cry out, overwhelmed by the intensity, he leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "shh, shh, breathe," he repeats, his tone brooking no argument. "you did so well."

Mingyu's eyes widened when he realized you had stopped breathing in the throes of your orgasm. his large hands stroking your sides soothingly. “hey, hey, breathe for me,” he coaxed, his voice gentle yet firm.

when you finally reached your climax, and he felt the gush of liquid from your squirting, Mingyu couldn’t contain his excitement. “holy shit,” he muttered, a wide grin spreading across his face. he watched in awe as you rode out your orgasm, his hands steadying you.

Seokmin’s eyes widen with concern as he notices you slipping into a trance-like state, your breath catching and body tensing up. "Y/N-nie?" he slows his pace momentarily, trying to gauge your reaction. ''breathe, baby, come on,"

realizing you need a sharp jolt to snap out of it, Seokmin thrusts sharply into you, forcing your body to react. the sudden movement makes you gasp, drawing in a much-needed breath. as you exhale, the tension in your body releases, and you cream around his cock, the orgasm hitting you. "good girl..." he continues to move, more gently now. "I’ve got you."

Seungkwan "baby, you gotta breathe for me," he decides to stimulate you more, hoping to get a reaction. one hand moves to your clit, rubbing it in tight circles while his mouth latches onto your nipple, sucking and licking it. "come on, beautiful, I need to hear you," he murmurs against your skin.

feeling your body react to the extra stimulation, Seungkwan continues, his touch becoming more insistent. "breathe, baby, breathe" he repeats, his fingers working your clit faster. your body jerks, a gasp escaping your lips as you finally take in a breath. he grins, knowing he's got you back.

Vernon immediately senses something is wrong so he stops thrusting into you, "are you okay?"

you whine, frustrated by the sudden pause, and manage to gasp "keep going." you start to breathe again, your chest rising and falling more steadily. Vernon grins, relieved but still cautious. "alright, but you gotta keep breathing, okay?"

he moves slowly at first, making sure you’re breathing steadily. once he's satisfied you're alright, he picks up the pace. "you gonna cum for me, baby? just like that, keep breathing,"

the pleasure builds quickly, and with Vernon’s attentive eyes on you, you feel safe to let go. your body tenses again, but this time, you remember to breathe. "fuck, that's it, baby." Vernon groans, feeling you clench around him.

Dino sharp instincts kick in, and he knows he needs to keep you breathing. without slowing his thrusts, he bites down gently on your neck and tugs at your hair, the sudden sensations pulling you back from the edge just enough. "breathe, baby, yes, breathe" he growls into your ear, his voice low and commanding.

the mix of pain and pleasure forces a gasp out of you, and you start to breathe again, albeit shakily. Chan doesn't let up, his thrusts relentless as he works to bring you to your peak. "that's it, keep breathing," he encourages, his tone firm. "I want you to scream my name when you cum." he pulls his face away from your neck, his eyes locking onto yours.

as you come down from your high, Chan slows his movements, his hands still holding you close. he scolds you gently, "you need to remember to breathe, okay? I want to feel you cum properly without scaring me like that."

[babyleostuff]

clingy svt when their idol gf is away on a world tour?? 👉🏻👈🏻 how would they cope? would they keep a sweatshirt of hers bc it smells like her, would they constantly blow up her phone cause they miss her? I GOTTA KNOWWWWW

this is so cute, my delusion can't handle this

seungcheol: would start texting you the second you leave your apartment to get to the airport (would remind you a hundred times to message him when you land) (like seriously. the second the plane's wheels touch the ground you have to send that text)

jeonghan: would never admit it but he looks through his camera roll and albums with your photos before bed every night

joshua: you have this couple bracelet that you only wear when you're apart, so you always have this little thing that reminds you about each other throughout your days

jun: he makes/ orders the food that you like. it just makes him feel as if you were by his side and the smell of it reminds him of you

hoshi: he makes you promise that you'll text him and send pictures of whatever you're doing at that moment. so he'd feel like he's there with you, you know

wonwoo: sleeps on your side of the bed. he swears it's only because it's more comfortable but that's a big fat lie. he misses you dearly, especially at night when he can't cuddle you

woozi: jihoon usually likes to keep his desk very clean and minimal, but when you leave, he places a picture frame on his it right next to his computer

seokmin: takes one (or five) of your plushies "because someone has to take care of them". you know he takes them to have a part of you close to him when you're away

mingyu: cuddles your pillow when he sleeps and on nights when he can't fall asleep because you're not there, he sprays your perfume on your side of the bed

minghao: every night, before bed, he reads the letters you had sent him in the past when he was away

seungkwan: he has to hear your voice at least once a day, so he makes you promise that if the time zones are too big for you to have a chat, you'll send him voice messages, no matter how long

vernon: he buys the same sweets and candy that you love so much. it's kind of silly, but it makes him feel as if you were there too

chan: is a mix of seungcheol, jeonghan and wonwoo. the first few days when you leave are quite hard for him, so he does anything he can to feel as close to you as possible

[hansolsticio]

✦ — "𝐓𝐑✿𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐀". ᯓ joshua h.

— irmão da sua bff! joshua hong × leitora. — 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮: smut, br!au. — 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 3412. — 𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗼𝘀: shua surfista, semi-public sex, relacionamento escondido e meio complicado (motivo não explicitado), esse homem TE AMA, oral (f) & sexo desprotegido. — 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘀: só faço coisa fora de época [🌊✨️].

O barulho das ondas acertando a costa era gradualmente substituído pelo ruído incessante da lixa sendo raspada contra uma prancha de surf ao fundo. Joshua conversava animadamente com um garoto que parecia ter doze ou treze anos, a voz masculina viajava aos seus ouvidos junto com a maresia. Riu para si mesma com o arrepio que cortou seu corpo, virar a madrugada trocando mensagens pelo celular é definitivamente diferente de tê-lo ali, bem na sua frente.

O corpo grande delineado pela roupa de banho úmida e o cabelo salpicado de areia — exatamente do jeito que você costumava vê-lo sempre que se encontravam. Ainda que parecesse, não era como se não o visse a uma década. Era coisa de duas ou três semanas, já que uma reunião de natal com a sua família havia interrompido os planos de continuar suas "fugidinhas" com Joshua sempre que apareciam oportunidades.

"Já me trocou?", usou de uma ironia que poderia ser identificada a quilômetros. Ele se virou com a mansidão que sempre carregava, mas o sorriso enorme te dizia tudo que você precisava saber.

"Cê é minha aluna favorita, você sabe...", entortou a cabeça, correndo os olhos pelo seu corpo de um jeito que te fez esquentar. Ainda mantinham certa distância por puro costume, nunca sabiam quem estava por perto e quão próximos poderiam parecer ser.

"Quem é ela?", o timbre infantil surgiu por de trás dele, ganhando a atenção de vocês dois. Shua se virou para olhar de canto, mordendo um sorriso sacana antes de dizer:

"É a namorada do tio.", fez questão de não perder sua expressão de vista, te assistindo transitar entre surpresa e uma chateação meio teatral — apertando os olhos na direção dele. "A gente marca semana que vem no mesmo horário, pode ser?", ele agora tinha a atenção totalmente voltada ao garoto que se limitou a concordar com a cabeça e despedir-se dele com um toque de punho. "Se cuida.", vocês dois assistiram-no sumir de vista ao fim da areia, carregando a pracha comicamente maior que o próprio corpo embaixo de um dos braços.

"E se sua irmã escuta uma coisa dessas?", repreendeu, olhando em volta para enfim aproximar-se do corpo grande. O homem parecia mais forte, os braços enchendo sua visão de um jeito que te fez ter pensamentos nada adequados.

"Ela não me daria esse orgulho.", brincou te envolvendo num abraço apertado. Um calafrio apertou no seu ventre, mas gostava de pensar que foi causado pela umidade nos trajes do homem. Sumiu dentro dele e gostaria de ficar ali para sempre. Joshua apoiou o queixo na sua cabeça, os olhos fechados tinham a função involuntária de se livrar dos sentidos que não podiam ser direcionados a você no momento. Queria te dar boas-vindas com tudo o que tinha, acolhendo seu cheiro, seu toque... e em não muito tempo, o seu sabor.

"A aula dele acabou mais cedo?", um murmúrio abafado.

"Não rolou. Tá flat hoje.", o tom doce carregava um carinho que você sabia ser só seu, foi inevitável sorrir. Porém, não deu para sorrir por tanto tempo assim... "flat?"... afastou-se do homem, levantando a cabeça só para apertar o rosto em confusão. "Não tem onda, amor.", explicou num risinho fofo.

"Cê precisa parar de usar essas gírias comigo.", resmungou. Joshua costumava aparecer com coisas que só ele entendia.

"É meu charme. Te conquistei assim.", selou sua têmpora, era difícil manter a pose. Os beijinhos correram pelo seu rosto, usava de uma força bem dosada para encurralar seu corpo entre os braços, prevendo a fuga — você era receosa demais.

A pele começava a arder, porém não podia culpar o sol. Não. Este já ia de encontro ao mar no fundo do horizonte. A despedida era dramática, enchia o céu de um colorido bonito.

Joshua agarrou sua nuca, a boca quente molhava o canto da sua. Provocava suspiros, sorria travesso. Era comum que carregasse um pouco de mar consigo mesmo, o beijo salgado encheu seu paladar junto com a língua que invadiu sua boca sem pedir por favor. Carente, fogoso, cheio de saudades. O homem parecia ter medo de que você sumisse de repente. Apertava seu corpo inteiro, garantindo que nenhum pedacinho seu deixasse de ser dele.

As mãos masculinas desceram pela parte posterior da suas pernas, você beliscou os braços dele, porque sabia que o próximo movimento seria te pegar no colo — a memória marcava os passos de uma cena que se repetiu dezenas de vezes. O "aqui não" murmurado contra os lábios famintos te rendeu um sorriso culpado.

"Só mais um pouquinho.", choramingou, quase se jogando em cima de você ao te sentir se afastando.

"Alguém pode ver, Shua...", justificou. A resistência era artificial, como se as perninhas não estivessem moles ao sentí-lo te tomando com tanto desejo.

"Deixa ver.", descartou a justificativa, aproveitando-se do espaço livre no seu pescoço quando você virou o rostinho. Sorvia sua pele com gosto, a língua correndo por cima de cada mordidinha.

"Joshua, eu 'tô falando sério.", tentou soar mais responsável, como se a boca gostosa e corpo grande não findassem sua atuação antes que ela fosse capaz de ser iniciada.

"Vou te deixar calminha daqui a pouco...", sussurrou manso. As mãos brincaram com as amarras do seu biquíni, mordiscando a ponta da sua orelha para disfarçar.

Certo. Você definitivamente não poderia ficar em público com ele — Joshua conseguia ser muito atrevidinho, mesmo com possíveis testemunhas.

"Não, Shua... combinei que ia ajudar sua irmã a se arrumar.", empurrou-o quase sem forças, obtendo sucesso dessa vez.

"E precisa de tanto tempo assim?", franziu a testa. Você finalmente foi capaz de observar o rosto bonito de perto, as bochechas queimadinhas de sol chamaram sua atenção — tinha que se certificar de dar uma bronca nele depois.

"Precisa."

"Vem comigo, amor...", apertou um biquinho manhoso, as mãos te puxando pelo pulso sem força alguma. Já caminhava de costas de um jeito meio atrapalhado, certo de que se fosse rápido o suficiente você sequer teria tempo de negar. "Tô morto de saudades. Não consigo ficar sem seu carinho por mais tempo.", confessou, afinal nunca tinha inibições em expressar como se sentia.

Foi assim desde o início, todas as juras de amor que compartilhava eram cuidadosamente sussurradas ao pé do ouvido — tanto por serem só suas como pelo caráter discreto de todos os encontros de vocês. Joshua nunca quis que fosse assim, diria para qualquer um o quanto era apaixonado por você, porém era por te amar demais que respeitava sua decisão.

"Também não queria ter ido, Shua. Mas 'cê sabe como minha tia é..."

"Vacilona.", repreendeu, levando a palma da sua mão até os lábios. "Se for 'pra ir de novo ano que vem vai ter que me levar junto.", mordiscou a carne. "Como seu namorado.", sugestivo, te olhou por baixo dos cílios. O coração titubeou, o título sempre despertava uma queimação estranha — até esquecia-se do medo que tinha de decepcionar a própria amiga.

"Você sempre fala como se fosse fácil.", suspirou, olhando em volta como quem não havia notado ter chegado tão rápido ao lugar especial de vocês. Era uma clareira mais ao fundo da praia, os pedregulhos em volta do local tornavam-o de difícil acesso e a visão era limitada por uma pedra enorme mais ao fundo. Não era o cenário mais convidativo do mundo, mas já havia sido "casa" pro amor de vocês dois por um bom tempo.

Tão perdida em pensamentos, se assustou ao ser abraçada por trás. Derreteu-se contra o corpo úmido, certa de que acabaria se fundindo a ele. Só precisou de uma respirada quente contra o pescoço parar se livrar de qualquer empecilho existente na sua cabeça — porque era somente lá que eles existiam.

"E você fica aí reclamando, mas 'cê acha que eu não sei que você quer ser minha?", o timbre grave tinha a única função de te enfraquecer, não satisfeito em correr as pontas dos dedos pela pele descoberta da sua cintura. "Minha namorada, minha mulher. Minha, só minha.", cada indicador de possessão acompanhou um beijinho no seu pescoço, arrepiou-se inteira. A possibilidade te fazia queimar, o rostinho embriagado denunciava o quão fraca era por ele.

"Joshua...", mordeu um sorriso manhoso dentro da própria boca, a mão alcançando o cabelo dele num aperto fraco. "Se você me atrasar a gente vai brigar."

"Eu te levo em casa.", calmo e comedido, os lábios nunca deixando o seu pescoço — você já ensaiava as desculpas que daria para todas as marcas. "Vai vir 'pra praia com a gente hoje?"

"Sim. E você? Vai vir?", guiou uma das mãos que estava presa a sua cintura até a barra do shortinho que usava, não era nenhuma santa. "Adora dar perdido nos seus pais que eu sei.", justificou a pergunta. Joshua já se enrolava para desabotoar a peça.

"Ia tomar uma breja com o pessoal e voltar só depois dos fogos, mas mudei de ideia.", riu de canto, de fato havia planejado sumir. Conseguiu abrir a peça, mas a mão apalpou sua intimidade por cima dos tecidos num aperto possessivo. "Já que você vem não posso deixar minha namorada sozinha, posso?", a pergunta era retórica e não poderia ser respondida, pois você sentia sua cabeça a girar. Os quadris moviam-se afoitos, divididos entre forçar a bucetinha carente contra a mão dele ou roçar no volume atrás da sua bunda. "Não vejo a hora de te beijar na frente de todo mundo, amor.", com a outra mão forçou seu rosto como pôde, tomando seus lábios num beijo atrapalhado.

O tom terno das palavras não ornava, a situação entre você e ele era indecente, esfregavam-se como pervertidos. A saudade ainda fazia questão de maltratar mesmo que a distância tivesse sido findada. Você ardia demais, se molhava demais. O aperto firme ameaçava te levantar do chão, Joshua nunca media o quão longe ia contigo em questão de força — confiava em si mesmo para não te machucar e machucava só o suficiente para te fazer gozar.

"Me namora, linda.", murmurou contra a sua boca, a canhota forçando seu corpinho contra o pau dele outra vez. Você arfou, também rebolando ali por conta própria, sequer ouviu o que foi dito. "Por favor...", suplicou gentil, fingindo não estar adiando seu alívio. Sorriu ao te ver concordar com a cabeça, parecia grogue, meio estúpida. "Diz que sim.", mordiscou seu queixo te incitando a responder.

"Sim...", mais gemeu que falou de fato.

"Sim?"

"Joshua.", reclamou, era impaciente demais.

"Chatinha. Vira 'pra mim.", soltou seu corpo enfim. "Tá gostosa demais, amor. Que porra...", não foi surpresa quando a mão pesou contra a sua bunda, o tecido evitou que a ardência fosse maior. Te guiou até a seção menos áspera da pedra que ficava ao fundo, você só aceitou pois sabia bem o que ele queria, as mãos tratando de abaixar o shortinho assim que finalmente foi encurralada contra a parede. Deixou a calcinha por conta do homem que desfez os lacinhos de cada lado te oferecendo um sorriso maroto.

Não havia negociação ou planejamento ali, como uma regra implícita. Joshua precisava te chupar sempre que vocês transavam — contando com as vezes que te ligava no meio da noite só 'pra matar a vontade, babava sua bucetinha inteira no banco de trás do carro dele e te levava de volta para casa sem pedir mais nada em troca.

O homem pôs-se de joelhos e os poucos segundos de submissão que pareciam existir ali acendiam algo em você, no entanto Joshua estava longe de ser quem estava prestes a se submeter. Beijou a parte mais baixa da sua barriga, forçando a abertura das suas coxas com as mãos. Colocou uma das suas pernas em cima do ombro para te ajudar se apoiar melhor. Era uma espécie de ritual. Os selinhos molhados que seguiram em direção ao seu íntimo causaram ansiedade. Rebolou inquieta só para sentir o aperto nas suas coxas ficando mais forte, Joshua te ofereceu um olhar repreensivo — a partir daqui não era você quem decidia a velocidade das coisas.

Sem adiar mais, te beijou ali com gosto. Como um beijo real. Sorvia o que conseguia para dentro da própria boca, fazia a língua brincar contra a pele sensível que cobria seu pontinho.

"Tão doce...", acariciou sua carne em apreciação, queria que o elogio soasse genuíno. "Senti saudades do seu gostinho.", esticou o músculo esponjoso para fora, recolhendo o quanto podia do líquido quente.

Era fissurado na entradinha inquieta e no jeito que ela nunca parecia satisfeita, o melzinho gostoso não parava de escorrer para fora — molhando o queixo dele inteiro sempre que o homem resolvia dar atenção ao clitóris inchadinho. Mamava o buraquinho com uma devoção ímpar, cerrava os olhos, usando os polegares para esticá-lo o quanto podia e socava a linguinha até onde dava. O pau guinava dentro dos shorts só de senti-lo espasmando contra a boca dele. Era viciado. Porra, completamente apaixonado pela sua buceta.

"Minha menina linda.", murmurou te olhando de baixo, desviando a atenção do carinho para o interior das suas coxas. Sugava a pele, marcando tudo o que podia. "Você foi feita 'pra mim, porra de bucetinha gostosa...", pressionou a língua quente na entradinha, beijando seu clitóris num biquinho fofo. O olhar de veneração não cessava assim como os estalinhos que soavam cada vez mais altos, porém eram incapazes de mascarar o grunhidos que soavam dentro da garganta dele.

Você era incapaz de lidar bem com o prazer, apertando os fios de cabelo dele entre os dedos até quase arrancá-los. Gemia patética. Inquieta, tentava rebolar contra o rostinho do homem, no entanto Joshua sequer te deixava sair do lugar. O aperto era firme, não te permitia fugir ou buscar por mais do que ele estava te dando — era do jeito dele, fim de história. Ardeu em vergonha quando ele esfregou o nariz por todas as dobrinhas, nunca processava bem quando ele fazia isso. Soltou um murmúrio insatisfeito, mas tudo que ganhou foi um apertão nas coxas.

"Shua, por favor...", impaciente, sentia o corpo implorar para ser preenchido. Já havia ficado vazia por tempo demais, seus dedinhos e as mensagens obscenas que trocavam no meio da madrugada estavam longe de serem suficientes.

"Goza na minha boca, amor.", larga um beijinho casto nas suas dobrinhas. "Deixa eu engolir tudinho, vai..."

Sente uma queimação gostosa fazer seu pontinho tremelicar, se contorce da maneira que consegue em agonia. É como se estivesse prestes a esguichar, mas sabe que não vai — estranho 'pra caralho. Quer ficar presa nesse limbo delicioso para sempre, mas precisa ser liberta, precisa gozar, precisa... merda, nunca faria seu corpo ter um orgasmo assim por conta própria. Precisava dele, da boca quente mamando sua bucetinha, do risco de ser pega dando 'pra ele no meio da praia como uma vagabunda, da vontade de ser dele pelo resto da vida... precisava de tudo isso.

A cinturinha se agita e Joshua deixa dessa vez, sabe que você precisa rebolar 'pra ser mais gostoso. Geme descontrolada, até mesmo morde o próprio pulso porque sente que vai gritar se não fizer. Acha que nunca teve um orgasmo tão longo assim, mesmo com o homem. Os olhos ardem, encarando ele como se pedisse por ajuda, mas sabe que Joshua não vai te libertar da sensação. Pelo contrário, faz piorar, mama o pontinho com mais força ainda e sua visão fica turva — pensa ser impossível desmaiar com a porcaria de um oral, mas jura que passou perto disso.

Parece totalmente arruinada quando volta a si, o peito balança tentando recobrar a respiração e com os soluços que te fazem tremer. Não encontra forças para dizer uma palavra sequer e tem noção que só está de pé devido a força do seu namorado. O homem te observa minucioso, como se olhasse a coisa mais preciosa que ele já teve. Corre a boca molhada pelo seu corpo até finalmente se colocar de pé, te cercando outra vez contra a pedra.

"Tá bem, amor? Machucou?", certificou-se de só te beijar ao ter certeza de que estava tudo bem com o seu corpo. Você ainda se sentia meio mole, a entradinha contraindo em volta de si mesma — ainda não havia ganhado o que queria. "Aguenta mais um pouquinho?", questionou, ignorando a resposta que seu rostinho sedento deu. "Amor?"

"Aguento. Por favor.", envolveu o rosto dele entre as mãos, encostando as testas de vocês dois. Compartilharam um olhar de adoração quando ele finalmente te invadiu, a canhota sustentando sua perna em volta do quadril para te abrir direitinho. Sempre parecia a primeira vez, sentiu seus lábios tremularem e os olhos se fechando involuntariamente. Joshua arfou contra o seu rosto, os dedos afundando na sua carne.

"Cê 'tá tão molhada, porra.", chiou, empurrando até a base com certa dificuldade. "Tá com tanto tesão assim, amor? É? Diz 'pra mim.", roçou o nariz contra a sua bochecha, ainda apertando as pálpebras.

"Shua... que delícia, droga.", arfava tontinha de tanta excitação, o corpo pendia, como se estivesse sonolenta. Tornava-se mais nítida toda a saudade que sentia do homem, do carinho e atenção infindáveis, da foda gostosa que você nunca conseguia recusar — não importa o quão arriscado parecesse ser —, do caralho grosso que nunca dava trégua dentro de você, do rosto lindo que não parecia estar arruinando sua bucetinha. "Eu quero mais. Mais. Assim.", os chorinhos eram soltos à toa contra a boca dele.

Insatisfeita, as estocadas lentinhas não eram suficientes. Não eram. Joshua sabia disso, sentia você sugando o pau dele — mal conseguia sair.

"Amor, eu quero forte...", a lamuria já era esperada, assim como o apertão nos braços rígidos em volta do seu corpo.

"Aqui, meu amor?", referiu-se a posição, havia o risco de te ferir. "Vai machucar a bucetinha desse jeito, hm?", sussurrou com dengo. Você arrepiou sentindo o buraquinho se melar mais, não sabe se pelo dengo que era ouvido nas palavras ou pela possibilidade de continuar sentindo o seu homem mesmo de se afastar. "Faz tempo que eu não cuido dela."

"Mas eu quero. 'Tô com saudade...", soou adorável. Doce e dengosa, a coisinha mais linda que Joshua colocou os olhos em toda a vida dele — quem visse os olhos dele saberia o quão devoto era a todos os seus jeitos e trejeitos.

"Minha menina tá com saudade é?", o sorriso parecia não caber no rosto dele. "Cê é tão linda. Ainda mais pedindo toda bonitinha assim...", rendido por qualquer coisa que saísse da sua boca, não havia outra alternativa senão dar tudo o que você queria.

Um arfar surpreso deixou seus lábios no exato momento em que ele suspendeu sua cintura como se não fosse nada. As mãos fixas no seu quadril te levantaram para te deixar na altura perfeita, sem se importar com o fato de que não havia esforço algum da sua parte. Joshua não demonstrava ter problemas em usar da própria força quando o assunto era moldar seu corpo para sentir prazer. Você se sentia uma boneca nas mãos dele, uma que ele olhava amorosamente, mas que não tinha receio algum em quebrar.

Apertou as pernas em volta da cintura dele, temia cair mesmo sabendo que ele não deixaria. A nova posição te deixou abertinha, fez o encaixe ir mais fundo e você precisou de alguns segundinhos para respirar. O homem te esticava tanto, ficava larguinha 'pra cacete e sempre que jurava ter se acostumado ele aparecia para te provar o contrário.

Abraçaram-se por instinto, sentiam o prazer queimar de um jeito bom demais para ser interrompido. Conectavam-se numa onda que parecia não acabar, era extremamente íntimo, quase tão bom quanto um orgasmo. A respiração pesava, os pulmões se enchendo de um ar insuficiente demais para suprir qualquer coisa. Ele quase hiperventilava contra o seu pescoço, o nariz quase perfurando a pele com toda a pressão.

"Eu te amo.", confessou num fio de voz. O coração saltou uma batida sem querer, previsível. "Quero que todo mundo saiba que eu te amo.", como se fosse possível fez mais pressão ainda no seu corpo. Os dedos tomando posse, o quadril afundando mais, os dentes raspando contra a pele do seu ombro...

"Tem certeza que quer contar?", aflita, sentiu urgência em perguntar. Não queria que Joshua fizesse nada que ele fosse se arrepender, que vocês dois fossem se arrepender.

"Não vou precisar...", riu baixinho e você não entendeu nada. "Ela vai descobrir.", esclareceu, uma estocada fraca te tirando o ar de surpresa. "Quando ela vir minha boca na sua assim que o ano virar."

# — © 2024 hansolsticio ᯓ★ masterlist.

[seungcheorry]

svt as mundane things they do for their s/o

seungcheol walks on the side of the sidewalks that are closer to the street.

jeonghan knows by heart your order at the restaurant you love.

joshua always pulls chairs and holds doors open for you.

junhui double checks your order whenever you two eat at a new place so he can make sure there's nothing you're allergic to in it.

soonyoung makes sure to always grab two pots of leftovers from his mom's house - one for him, one for you.

wonwoo is the one who cleans your glasses for you, you don't even need to ask.

woozi plugs your phone to the charger when you fall asleep at night and forgets to do so.

seokmin ties your shoelaces for you whenever they untie and he's around.

mingyu is always refilling your water bottle, you don't even notice that it never gets empty.

minghao rides the escalator behind you, especially when you're wearing a dress or a skirt.

seungkwan restocks your favorite snacks at his place and scolds/whines at jeonghan if he eats them. they're meant for you and you only.

vernon doesn't mind giving you his jacket whenever you're cold, that's actually the reason why he's always carrying one around.

chan doesn't mind carrying the bags for you when you two go grocery shopping together, especially the heavy ones.

a/n: here are the drabbles i promised. hope you all like it ❤️🍒

[paintingwhiteceilings]

❃Seventeen and spotting their S/O during a concert❃

A/N: sooo like a lot of you I will be going to Lollapalooza in Berlin in September to see Seventeen. I am very excited to get the chance to see them live after having been a carat for such an incredibly long time. Anyway, hopefully, I will see some of you there! Let’s have a great time together and be extra loud for the boys!

To celebrate Seventeen’s acknowledgement of the European continent, here is a small prompt about them spotting their S/O during their concert. This prompt might be a little short as I am slowly getting back into writing and creating 13 different reactions takes a lot of time so bear with me as I find my footing again!

 Scoups/Seungcheol:

❀ Coups will be all smiles the moment he spots you in the crowd. You had kept it secret from him that you would be attending, and now it finally makes sense to him why you had been so weird when he asked you what you were going to be doing tonight whilst he was gone.

❀ He tries not to draw too much attention to you being there, not wanting to make you uncomfortable. However, he is having a difficult time not glancing in your direction and subconsciously wanders near to where you are sitting whenever they are not dancing.

❀ The moment he sees you are cold, he makes sure to hand over his hoodie to you. For good measure, he donates his bucket hat as well; what if your ears get cold? You know what, he is going to ask the staff to hand you some hot packs, just in case.

❀ He goes hard on the sexy parts of the songs, giving it his all. He wants to impress you; you better bring some holy water.

Jeonghan

❀ At first, you might assume that Jeonghan is completely unaware that you are in the crowd, watching him perform. There is nothing to indicate that he has noticed you as he continues to perform as he normally would, cool on the outside.

❀ However, in actuality, Jeonghan spotted you almost immediately and is absolutely thrilled to see you; he is just more subtle with it than some of the other members. Throughout the concert, he tries to communicate his excitement mainly through small gestures, only noticeable to those who know him well. For instance, he will walk past your spot, giving you a cheeky wink or be a bit more energetic with the members.  

❀ He also starts teasing you by making obscure inside jokes and references to funny stories during talking segments, subtly mentioning some of your embarrassing moments he witnessed.

❀ He will try to convince Seungkwan to force you to sing the Aju Nice high note for his own enjoyment, laughing when you fail.

Joshua

❀ Joshua always felt apprehensive about inviting you to his concerts, not because he didn't want you there but because he didn't want to pressure you into attending. So when you decide to surprise him by attending without telling him, he turns all mushy.

❀ He sends you small, soft smiles throughout the concert. The smiling doesn’t cease during the performances either; Joshua keeps smiling even during songs where smiling doesn't really fit the concept, as he is supposed to be all sexy and mysterious.

❀ During the vocal ballads, he seeks you out in the crowd again. Throughout the song, he makes eye contact with you, expressing his love for you through the lyrics of the song.

❀ When he is asked to sing a song he recently has been listening to during one of the talking segments, he will make sure to sing a snippet of your favourite song.  

Jun

❀ Jun is so focused during the concert that he doesn't initially notice you in the crowd. The other members have to point it out to him; Seungkwan gently nudges him during one of the talking segments, bringing your presence to his awareness.

❀ Rather than getting smiley or more energetic, Jun, instead, gets a bit shy when he makes eye contact with you. He suddenly regrets all the weird stuff his members made him do during the talking segments of the concert.

❀ Once he eases up, though, his happiness at seeing you outweighs his shyness. The members notice he is extra energized during the concert, continuously bouncing around the stage during the Aju Nice encore.

❀ Somewhere during the concert, DK and Hoshi convince him to wave in your direction. Thus, you get the cutest, most bashful tiny wave, followed by him hiding behind a laughing Mingyu.

Hoshi/Soonyoung

❀ Okay, where the other members would probably keep their relationships private for as long as possible, Hoshi probably would not be able to keep your relationship secret for long. This man is the king of spoilers, and if fans weren't aware of him being in a relationship before the concert, they for sure know about it after.

❀ He is another member who initially doesn't notice that you are there until another member points it out. Woozi didn't even intend to bring it to Hoshi's awareness; he had merely noted that you had seemed to enjoy their performance of Hot, making Hoshi realize you had been there all along.

❀ His energy explodes the moment he spots you in the crowd. Everything is cranked to the max; he is performing at 200% and is running across the stage as if his life depends on it. Hoshi wants to make you laugh, regularly checking whether his unhinged joke or skit landed by glancing in your direction.

❀ Throughout the concert, he sends exaggerated gestures your way. He continuously is horanghae-ing in your direction and blowing kisses, not bothered in the slightest that technically he should be keeping your relationship on the down low.

Wonwoo

❀ Chances are that this man is too blind to spot you in the crowd. Wonwoo has admitted that he never wears contact lenses on stage and, thus, cannot see anything or anyone in front of him. Consequently, if it hadn't been for Mingyu pointing you out to him, Wonwoo would never have known you had attended the concert.

❀ As a result, he momentarily puts in contact lenses just so that he can see your smile. However, rather than feeling energized by your presence, he is another member who gets painfully shy upon spotting you.

❀ Whenever his eyes meet yours, he freezes for a second, giving you a tiny smile and the tiniest nod before quickly looking away. He has been having trouble focusing on anything but you; his eyes keep seeking you out whenever they have a talking segment, not listening to a single word his members are saying.

❀ Wonwoo, at some point, seriously considers removing his contact lenses, especially when Mingyu notices why his friend is getting so flustered and distracted, teasing him about it.

Woozi/Jihoon

❀ Woozi has the best poker face, for the most part. Although you can tell by the small smile that graces his face throughout the performances that he has noticed you, he mostly seems unaffected by your presence.

❀ The other members, however, do not let him get off all that easily. Throughout the concert, they tease him, bringing up inside jokes between the two of you or teasingly commending him on his well-written romantic lyrics. His lyrics are so ingenious, wherever did he get the inspiration from?

❀ Due to all the teasing comments about him being a romantic guy and making romantic songs, he gets a bit shy when singing his ballads. Most of his love songs were written about you, and he can't help but avoid your gaze as he feels the burning, knowing stares of his fellow vocal unit members. Woozi feels a bit too embarrassed at saying his poetic love confessions out loud in such a public space.

❀ Still, his shyness does not keep him from wandering to the area where you are sitting, checking whether you are having a good time and ensuring that you know he appreciates you attending the concert by giving you a small smile and wave.

DK/Seokmin

❀ DK is so oblivious to you being there; it isn't that he hasn't seen you, but he hasn't noticed it is actually you. He even pointed you out to Minghao, remarking that he had found your body double. Of course, Minghao scolded him for not being able to recognize his own partner.

❀ When it finally dawns on him that you took the time to attend their concert, he starts to tear up. One of his speeches leaves you sobbing, too. DK is so incredibly sincere, tearfully thanking everyone who has come to support him and remarking that without their encouragements, he wouldn’t have been able to perform as well as he did. Although he is deliberately keeping his speech vague, you know he is talking about you.

❀ Nevertheless, DK is not the most subtle about his excitement about you being there. He will regularly enthusiastically wave in your direction. Ultimately, Coups has to step in as it is becoming rather suspicious that DK seems to continuously be playfully interacting with only a select group of Carats. From then on, DK has to follow a simple rule: one interaction with you equals two waves to Carats on the other side of the stadium.

❀ As he wants to commemorate the first time you attended his concert, he will save a piece of confetti for you as a memento.

Mingyu

❀ Mingyu has been begging you for ages to attend one of his concerts. Unfortunately, your schedule never lined up with the concert dates; even worse, you couldn't cancel your already-made plans, much to your shared disappointment. Thus, when the stars aligned and you finally had the time to go, Mingyu was absolutely over the moon.

❀ Mingyu is noticeably more energetic and giggly throughout the concert. He keeps glancing in your direction, breaking out in a massive smile whenever your eyes meet. Whenever he is able to walk around the stage, he ends up in front of you, giving you a pout when he notices you watching another member. Poor Coups has a field day reminding Mingyu not to make his affection for you so apparent to the fans.

❀ He is on a whole different level during the sexy songs; his shirt accidentally keeps getting drenched, and an overenthusiastic DK keeps trying to lift it 'just because', knowing you would appreciate it.

❀ Mingyu has told every single member that you are there, at least twice. They have tried to hush him, but in his excitement, he keeps nudging them and pointing over at you. He is lucky the microphones haven’t picked up his yapping.

The8/Minghao

❀ He knew you were coming to the concert and had been trying to dissuade you from doing so. It simply didn't make sense to him why you wanted to attend. Why waste that much money on tickets when he could invite you to the dance practices or give you a mini concert at home for free?

❀ On the inside, he is incredibly happy that you chose to attend the concert. Minghao briefly mentions it in passing to Jun, unable to hide the soft smile that keeps appearing whenever he does as much as think about you being there.

❀ He is very giggly throughout the concert. To both Carats' and Seventeen's surprise, Minghao keeps laughing at Hoshi's unhinged jokes, even forgetting about his anti-horanghae agenda.

❀ Fans keep thinking he meditated that day because he somehow is very patient with his members' crazy and embarrassing behaviour. In reality, he is too distracted looking at you to actively notice half of the stuff his members are pulling during the talking segments of the concert.

❀ Minghao absolutely refuses to join in on their idiocy, however. He does not want to do anything embarrassing in front of you, even if it would make you laugh.

Seungkwan

❀ It is noticeable to everyone around him that he is so incredibly happy that you were able to attend his concert. Mind you, you have attended his concerts before, but every time you do, Seungkwan treats it like it is the first time you are watching him perform. He has brought it up to every single staff member, excitedly telling them this is going to be the best concert yet because you are there to support him.

❀ He is pulling more shenanigans than usual. His sole goal during the concert is to make you laugh until you cry, and thus, he has pulled out all the stops, imitating every celebrity under the sun. Their concert almost feels like a Going Seventeen episode with Seungkwan as the MC.

❀ During the concert, Seungkwan is flaunting his dance and singing skills. He is adding a riff here and there and putting even more emotion behind the words he is singing. If possible, he will convince the members to let him have his Sexy Seungkwan moment.

❀ At some point during the concert, he will 100% go up to you, just to make you do something crazy. I hope you practised your Aju Nice high note and warmed up for your dance solo.

Vernon

❀ Vernon keeps quiet about you being at the concert; he spotted you almost immediately but will not mention it to any of the members. Seungkwan is downright offended when Vernon mentions it after the concert has ended, scolding him that he should have told them you were there. Vernon wants you to enjoy the concert without all the stuff he knows the members would pull once they realize you are in attendance.

❀ During the concert, you feel like you are on The Office. Whenever one of the members does something stupid or embarrassing, Vernon will make direct eye contact with you, pulling a meme face to silently communicate his tortured feelings at having to witness it.  

❀ Vernon isn't one to go over to your area and give you a wave or a smile, wanting you to enjoy a normal concert-going experience. At most, he will briefly meet your eyes during a meaningful line.

❀ He is not paying any attention to his members during talking segments, zoning out to blatantly stare at you. When they scold him backstage, he 1000% uses you as his excuse.

Dino/Chan

❀ You hadn't told Dino that you would be attending their upcoming concert, mostly because you knew that if you did, his perfectionism would get the better of him. Dino would practice deep into the night, wanting to give you the best performance imaginable, and, thus, not telling him, was your way of preventing your boyfriend from overworking himself.

❀ Still, the moment he notices you in the crowd, he goes on a mission to prove himself. Gone is the cute maknae; he has cranked up his stage presence to 5000% and will not accept a single mistake.

❀ Throughout the concert, Dino keeps glancing in your direction to gauge your reaction whenever he has executed a difficult or sexy dance move.

❀ Although he loves making you laugh, Dino feels torn between making a fool out of himself or being the cool, sexy guy. Still, after some encouragement from his members, he will join them in their skits, bringing out his famous characters. Seeing your laughter at his ridiculousness boosts his confidence tenfold.

❀ Despite his members' pushiness, he is way too shy to actually go over to where you are sitting or wave at you. Instead, he jealously stares at you from afar as the other members interact with you.

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[sillyuin]

hi <3! was wondering if i can get svt reaction to yn being completely oblivious to them flirting with her? subtle things like while she’s just ranting about her day they’d move closer to her and she’d absentmindedly put her hand on their chest to push them away still running her mouth, just completely unaware of what’s happening. and even the most obvious things like compliments or physical touch, yn is blind to it and it’s so frustrating to them

so yeah, hope you see this! ❤️

Hi! I'm sorry for being so late 😭 i've been very busy with job and housework, but it's finally here.

Svt reacts: Flirting vs clueless s/o. Who will win?

Yuin's note: barely proofread. I'ts 1 am and I'm tired.

Seungcheol. Staring at your face.

I mean, he likes to just stare at you as if he's watching the prettiest person in the world, but when Seungcheol wants to be especially flirty, he stares at you fondly and smiling with the whole intention to make your heart skip a beat, he even glances at your lips, as if he were trying to say something. Most of the time that's enough to make you really, really shy but when is not... Geez, he has to breathe in and ends up pouting a little (Probably one or two pecks will make him feel better).

Jeonghan. Teasing.

Is like his default love language, making harmless jokes to see you flustered all over him is just so fun to watch. But, is he really just trying to be a teaser, or is there something else behind? "I took the chair, but you can sit on my lap" he said one day, sitting at your desktop, with the most mischievous smile possible. But you didn't fall for his charm and as you kept your annoyed face, he stood up and sighed "Okay, all yours". And you better be ready because he's not forgetting so easy, and will keep teasing you just a little (yeah, a little) more than usual.

Joshua. Back hugging.

When Joshua wants your attention only and only for him, he goes where you are to hug you from the back, resting his chin on your shoulders and crossing his arms around your waist. Oh, he loves it so much is so tender, but he gets lowkey hurt when you don't react in any way because, how come you don't realize his intentions? Is really doing the dishes way more important than his warm hugs? Now, this is personal and Joshua won’t let you go, take it as a punishment for being so clueless (reward or punishment?).

Jun. Tickles.

For him, tickles is the perfect excuse to be closer to you. It's so obvious that hurts lol. Most of the time you melt in his touch, and you both end up laughing and sharing some kisses, but sometimes you're minding your business, too busy to realize that Jun wants to get your attention. Better get ready because you'll have a pouty little cat going around the apartment, and will NOT forget your offense unless you give him extra cuddles before bed.

Hoshi. Random "facts".

At the least appropriate time, he would come to find you. "Did you know that there is a minimum number of kisses that a person should receive per day to be healthy?" he says with a very serious expression on his face. And there you are, standing in the middle of the living room while you're brushing your teeth; your soulless expression says all. Hoshi turns around and pretends nothing happened, but in his mind, he's sitting in the corner staring at the walls.

Wonwoo. Making compliments out of nowhere.

He likes to pour you with sweet words, like how much he appreciates your homemade food, or that you did it great at work. From time to time, he thinks is fun to be a little sassy and his praises are very, very intentional. “New gloss?” he says, grinning at you “It looks good” and for some frigging reason you just start talking about how you got it? Babe, Wonu doesn’t care that much that you bought it because your favorite gloss wasn’t on stock, but now he feels a little shy to speak and just lets you tell the whole story.

Woozi. Playing with your hair.

When it comes to be openly flirty, Woozi tends to be a little coy. You rarely notice it since it's very common for him to be around you, caressing your hair and playing with the strands in complete silence. So when you get distracted he places a strand behind your ear, exposing your neck. But when he's so close to place a kiss, you jump like a scared kitten. "No! It tickles!" Woozi looks down, defeated, as you move away. "Sorry, be right back" and he locks himself in his room for the next hour.

Minghao. Holding your hand.

He thinks your hands are more than just pretty. Hao likes to take one of them when you're sitting by his side, scrolling on your phone or watching TV. He's so subtle that most of the times you don't feel how he traces your hand with his fingers and when you realize, it’s because your hands are intertwined and he’s holding his laughter. “How low you’ve been like this?” but Minghao just giggles. You end up doing the same and then resume your activity, letting him laughing low in embarrassment and biting his lips as a sign of frustration.

Mingyu. Resting on your lap.

He's very straightforward when it comes to flirting with you. Mingyu likes to wait patiently for you to sit on the couch or the bed and then he goes, at first making some (pretty obvious) questions "What are you doing?" "Is that a new book?" and as you're talking, his hands rest on your thigh, gently stroking your skin with his thumb, but you're so immerse in the topic and he goes completely unnoticed... And before you even notice, there's a flustered Mingyu resting his head on your lap, tracing small circles on your thigh as if he had been punished.

Dokyeom. Taking photos.

He already has a folder with your name and an unhealthy number of photos; Seokmin just never gets tired, you're so used to it that most of the time don't realize that he's actually trying to hit on you. "Just let me take a picture, you look so beautiful today!" And after giving him an awkward smile, you're getting back to your stuff.  Seokmin is a bit disappointed but with a bunch of new photos of his precious person, so is not that bad (at least is what he says to himself trying to not lose his mind).

Seungkwan. Scolding.

I know, it may sound like a bit harsh but when he's scolding you, Seungkwan tries to make it as tender as possible, it doesn't feel like scolding and actually, he uses this as a cheap excuse to be extra lovely. "Don't sleep too late, you're getting dark circles" he says in a soft voice while caressing your checks "you're too pretty for that, don't you think?". He waits for you to take the bait and when you laugh on him, saying that he's being a little dramatic, Seungkwan doesn't hide his disappointment. "Okay, keep watching your series" he says getting up from the couch "but don't you dare to complain later!"

Vernon. Placing his arm on your shoulders.

A classic that never dies and his favorite, Vernon likes to do it all the time: when watching movies, chatting, watching videos together; is a like a very subtle invitation to get closer to him, and somehow, most of the time you’re just minding your business and leave him waiting for you to notice. And yeah, he’s very patient, but everything has a limit. "Come here, babe" then he places his hand on your shoulder and brings you closer to his chest. And don't you dare to move, because there's no way he let you go now.

Dino. Calling your name.

Usually, he calls you by pet names or your name in diminutive, reserving the use of your name for special occasions. However, it doesn't always end the way he expected. “Did I do something wrong?” you ask him just after he called you by your name, and when Chan sees your big doe eyes, his smile fades. “Is just that… I feel like you’re mad at me”. At this point his intentions doesn’t matter anymore, he just hugs you and tries not cry in his disappointment.

[svtswhorehouse]

BRAT TAMER! SHUA — nsfw

brat tamer! shua who's best friend is jeonghan so what do you expect? they call them the evil twins for a reason.

brat tamer! shua who would act all nice and sweet until you're on the brink of an orgasm.

brat tamer! shua who smiles at your reaction when you realize the feeling forming in the pit of your stomach was quick to fade away after he stopped what he was doing.

brat tamer! shua who you realize isn't such a gentleman after all.

brat tamer! shua who would act like everything is a okay and fine until he can get you behind closed doors and away from everybody.

brat tamer! shua who would use cute nicknames like darling or honey just to trick your mind.

brat tamer! shua who would give you false hope and let you believe he's going to let you cum when in reality we all know the answer.

brat tamer! shua who isn't usually mean, but only you have the power to make him act this way.

brat tamer! shua who would lowkey spank you, grabbing a handful of your ass from time to time.

brat tamer! shua who would make you explain to him why you're receiving a spanking.

brat tamer! shua who most likely has a set of rules for you to follow, so when you do start acting like a brat, you KNOW you're getting it.

brat tamer! shua who would make you crawl to him with no clothes on, your arousal dripping on the floor under you.

brat tamer! shua who would take his time, rubbing slow figure eights against your clit as you whine out for more.

brat tamer! shua who would furrow his eyebrows in faux sympathy and ask "what baby? what's the matter?" when he damn well knows.

brat tamer! shua who would make you maintain eye contact with him the entire time. he likes to watch how desperate you get and as if there's not a thought behind your eyes as he continues on with his endless torture.

brat tamer! shua who wouldn't make you suck him off. instead he would focus purely and solely on you. honestly, you don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing because by the time he's done, your body is SPENT.

brat tamer! shua who wouldn't let you touch him, not even when you start crying.

brat tamer! shua who would take time to focus on your breasts, pinching and tugging at your nipples.

brat tamer! shua who is also the type to make you have an orgasm just by playing with your tits.

brat tamer! shua who would make fun of you in a condescending way after you do cum from nipple play, saying how desperate and pathetic you are from getting off when he didn't even play with your pussy yet.

brat tamer! shua who if he's feeling particularly mean, would tie you up with pretty pink ribbons just to have you at his mercy.

brat tamer! shua who would still call you pretty and cute even when you're crying from overstimulation.