#jpop smut

[starryjake]

neighbors | k.y

in which you have feelings for your dilf neighbor.

pairing: koga yudai x fem!reader

includes: age gap (reader is early twenties, k is almost thirty), dilf k, k is divorced, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (lmk if i missed anything).

a/n: first full length &team smut! i love k so much so this is LONG! but its worth the read i think. enjoy!

the crying. the never ending, slightly muffled wailing sound piercing into your ears as you tried to sleep.

having lived in your apartment for about five months then, you were used to it. your neighbor, k, was an incredibly nice man. he was a single father, therefore you tried not to get annoyed whenever you heard that baby crying in the middle of the night. you knew he didn’t have it easy, having to take care of a baby on his own.

but that night, you were exhausted.

you’d worked a double shift, a rather awful double shift. it was long and when you got back to your apartment, all you wanted to do was go to sleep considering you had to be back at work early the next morning.

but you couldn’t sleep, not with that baby crying so loud.

you huffed and threw the covers off your body, trudging out of bed. you didn’t even bother changing out of your pajamas—a matching set with a cherry pattern. you threw on some slippers and dragged yourself out of your apartment.

in the hallway, you took a few steps and landed in front of k’s door. you could hear the baby crying even more prominently from out there.

you knocked as softly as you could, wanting him to hear it but not wanting to disrupt the baby even more.

you could hear shuffling from behind the door before the door unlocked, and there appeared a very tired looking k with the crying baby in his arms.

you suddenly felt even worse about storming over there, seeing how he looked even more tired than you.

“gosh, i’m sorry, y/n,” he sighed. “i know you’re probably trying to sleep, she just won’t go down tonight. i don’t know what it is, she just keeps crying.”

“oh,” you said, feeling guilt pang in your chest. “it’s okay. i just came to ask if you needed any help?”

that was not, in fact, why you went over there. however, seeing him look the way he did, you knew he could use another hand.

“i couldn’t ask you to do that,” he responded.

“you don’t have to ask,” you said. “i wanna help.”

you mostly wanted to help so you could get the baby down and finally get some sleep. however, you did want to help k out of the goodness of your heart, knowing he probably needed it but was too stubborn to ask.

he was married, now divorced. his wife left only a few months after the baby was born, unable to handle being a mother. you’d lived next door the entire time and the walls were so thin that you could hear their fights. but then one night, it stopped.

you got closer to k once he and his wife divorced. you brought him coffee sometimes from the coffee shop you worked at or brought him groceries, but you’d never helped him take care of his child.

you were younger than him. you’d never taken care of a child before. he was reaching 30, while you were still in your early twenties.

“okay,” he responded, completely and utterly defeated because of the baby.

he stepped out of the doorway so you could come inside. he led you to the baby’s nursery.

“i’ve been trying for hours,” he explained. “i don’t know what it is and i feel like a horrible dad for not knowing.”

“you’re not a horrible dad,” you told him. “can i see her?”

he carefully handed his child over to you. you held her like you were holding the world’s most fragile piece of china.

“why aren’t you going to sleep?” you asked her in a soft voice, slowly rocking her back and forth against your chest. “i know you’re sleepy.”

k watched you interact with his child. you were so soft and sweet and gentle with her, it made his heart swell. and you were still in your pajamas, your hair slightly messy from your pillow. he thought you were stunning.

he’d always thought you were stunning. from the day you moved in next door and brought him homemade cookies to introduce yourself, he was attracted. he had his wife then, but still allowed himself to acknowledge your beauty.

then, his wife was gone, but you were there and still so frustratingly pretty. but he never acted on it. he was almost positive you wouldn’t be interested in him. he was handsome, yes, but he was a dad and was almost 10 years older than you. you surely could have your choice of any man and he was sure that man wouldn’t be him.

k was so entranced staring at you that he hadn’t even noticed the crying sound died down, and eventually had come to an ultimate stop.

the baby fell asleep in your arms.

you ever so carefully placed her in her crib, and k watched in dismay. you casually snuck past him, leaving the room, and he followed, softly shutting the door behind him.

“how the hell did you do that?” he asked, following you into the kitchen.

“i honestly don’t know,” you admitted. “maybe she just needed a woman’s touch.”

“i don’t even know how to thank you,” he gushed.

“don’t worry about it,” you assured him sweetly. “a good night of sleep is enough for me.”

“me too,” he said. “well, thank you a ton, seriously.”

he walked you back over to the door.

“not a problem,” you responded. “goodnight.”

“goodnight,” he replied.

you walked out and back into your apartment, able to fall asleep as soon as you got back into bed.

-

a few nights later, you’d had a similar day as the one you had before. you’d worked an awful double shift and wanted nothing more than to just sleep and wake up to a better day.

you got into bed and waited. you waited for the torturous sound of that baby wailing to start up, but it never did.

you waited and waited, half waiting for yourself to fall asleep and half waiting for the crying to begin. neither happened.

you were getting more frustrated by the second. first you couldn’t fall asleep because of the sound of the baby crying but now you couldn’t fall asleep because it wasn’t crying? you were going insane, surely.

you sat up in your bed, ready to trudge to the living room to put a show on since it was clear sleep was not coming your way anytime soon.

however, before you could do that, your phone vibrated with a text message alert.

you picked it up, surprised to find it was k texting you at nearly 12 o’clock in the morning.

k - you still awake?

y/n - i am…why is it so quiet over there?

k - baby is with my parents tonight. i thought i’d fall asleep in a minute but it’s so eerily quiet that i can’t.

he was having the same exact problem you were.

y/n - agreed. i was about to go watch tv since i can’t sleep lol

k - i have a better idea

y/n - i’m listening

k - i’ve got an unopened bottle of wine calling our names.

and that was how you ended up at k’s apartment at midnight, once again in your pajamas, splitting a bottle of white wine.

“i still can’t get over how easily you got her to stop crying the other night,” k gushed, his half empty glass in his grasp.

you were both sat on his couch in his living room, close but not close enough that you were touching.

“i don’t know,” you admitted. “she must just like me.”

“yeah, well i don’t blame her,” he replied. your eyebrow raised, but before you could think about what he meant by that, he added, “it’s so weird without her here. i feel like i have all this freedom for the night and yet i’m still here in my apartment.”

“hey, you’re drinking wine with your awesome neighbor,” you said. “that’s something.”

k laughed at that, his arm snaking around the top of the couch. if you took just a few scoots closer to him, his arm would be around you.

“you’re right,” he said. “i’m surprised you came.”

“really? how come?” you wondered.

“i don’t know many people your age that would spend a friday night drinking wine with their almost 30-year-old neighbor,” he explained, taking a small sip of said wine.

“trust me, i’d much rather be here than out at a club or something,” you responded.

“yeah? how come?” he questioned.

“this is just more my vibe,” you shrugged. “plus you’re cooler than i think you give yourself credit for.”

you took a rather large sip of wine, feeling the bitter liquid waterfall down your throat and settle in your stomach. your body felt warm and your head started feeling lighter, the alcohol slowly hitting you.

“oh c’mon,” he laughed. “i’m a single dad who can’t even get my own baby to stop crying. i am not cool.”

“i think you are,” you shrugged, pressing your cheek against the couch cushion.

“well, you’re sweet,” he said.

your cheeks reddened. you pressed your face against the cushion further, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing. he’d barely said anything and yet you were already blushing.

truthfully, you had a crush on k. from the minute you’d first laid eyes on him, you could not believe he was your neighbor. you were disappointed to find out he had a wife, and secretly excited when you found out they were getting a divorce.

you wanted him and you tried your best to make that known, but it’d been months and nothing had ever happened between you two.

“don’t hide,” he laughed softly, scooting ever so slightly closer to you.

you took another sip of the wine, swallowing the rest of it. your body relaxed at the sensation of the alcohol taking over your head. you felt light like you were a speck of dust in the air.

you giggled a little, pressing your hand to your face and feeling your warm cheeks.

“are you hot?” he asked, smiling down at you.

“mhm,” you nodded. “but not as hot as you.”

yeah, you were tipsy. you never would’ve been so bold completely sober.

“oh, am i?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, taken aback by your forwardness.

“yeah,” you answered, scanning his attractive face. you bit your lower lip. “really hot.”

he chuckled, feeling himself blush like he was back in high school again. you were not yourself. you were drunk, and as much as he enjoyed seeing you flirt so shamelessly with him, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it. not that night.

“so sweet,” he cooed, “and i can say the same for you.”

“really?” you said. “you think i’m hot?”

“of course,” he responded, staring down at his hand as it inched closer to your thigh. “you’re very, very pretty.”

suddenly, his hand was on your thigh. you looked down at it, how big his hand was, how heavy and warm it felt on your leg. you placed your hand on top of his and looked back up at his face.

the tension between you two was thick. you wanted more of him and he desperately wanted more of you, but he couldn’t. what he was doing then was far enough.

he patted your thigh before removing it all together.

“you’re drunk, honey,” he said.

you pouted slightly at the loss of his hand on you.

“‘m not that drunk,” you slurred.

he laughed, standing up from the couch. he helped you rise to your feet, and you swayed slightly once you were standing.

“i disagree,” he replied. “c’mon, i’ll walk you back.”

you tried to hide the fact that you were sulking as he walked you back to your own apartment. he kept a firm grip on your arm to keep you from stumbling.

you fumbled with the lock and key before getting the door to your apartment open and stepping inside. you and k walked to your bedroom. he lifted the covers for you and helped you slide in.

“comfy?” he asked, tucking you in sweetly.

“mhm,” you hummed, your eyelids suddenly growing heavy. “k?”

“yeah?”

“will you stay until i fall asleep?”

it was a silly request. you were a grown woman and you didn’t need your neighbor to stay with you until you fell asleep, but you wanted him around. his company made you feel safe and warm.

he smiled at your sweet words.

“yeah,” he assured you. “i’ll stay.”

he moved to sit on the other side of your bed, his back propped up against your array of pillows. he didn’t try to touch you or hold you, just simply laid beside you.

with the state you were in, it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. two minutes and you were out like a light.

k stayed for a bit longer, examining your delicate face and the steady rhythm of your chest rising up and down. he thought you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

-

your head was pounding the minute you woke up and you were immediately mortified in remembrance of what you did yesterday.

flirting with your older, recently divorced neighbor? what were you thinking?

half asleep, you grabbed your phone from off your nightstand and located your text messages with him.

y/n - k, i’m so sorry about yesterday

next door, k was already awake, standing in front of the coffee machine and eagerly awaiting for his cup to be brewed. he noticed his phone vibrate and was delighted to find a text message from you.

he was surprised that you were apologizing.

k - good morning. sorry for what?

y/n - the way i acted. i know it was inappropriate so i hope i didn’t make you uncomfortable :(

you were so shy and innocent, k actually thought it was cute: the fact that you were apologizing for simply calling him hot yesterday.

k - you have nothing to apologize for, y/n. it was actually really nice drinking with you. we should do it again sometime.

the contents of his text woke you up slightly. you were surprised he actually wanted to do it again after the way you acted.

you sent him a response telling him you would love that before turning your phone back off and going back to sleep in hopes that your hangover would feel better once you woke up.

-

the flat screen tv in front of you played a romantic comedy, one you weren’t really paying any attention to. you couldn’t, not with k sitting right next to you, close enough that your legs were touching.

his body heat was radiating off of him like a furnace, making your own body warm. his eyes were glued to the screen, you found when you glanced over at him.

feeling your eyes on him, he looked back at you, offering you a sly grin.

it was a few days later since you’d last gone over to his place. this time, you weren’t going to let yourself get so drunk in front of him. you didn’t need to embarrass yourself again.

again, his baby was staying with his parents leaving the apartment all to himself, which made it the perfect night to invite you over for a movie.

“you okay?” he asked.

“yeah,” you affirmed, blushing from being caught looking at him.

he chuckled breathily, suddenly taking the initiative to wrap his arm around you. a part of you had been waiting for him to do so all night.

you felt relaxed as your head rested on his shoulder. he caressed your arm with his thumb, looking back to the screen like what he was doing wasn’t a big deal.

it wasn’t a big deal. all he’d done was put his arm around you, yet you were freaking out internally. just his touch alone was enough to drive you crazy.

it didn’t help that he looked so good that night too. you were used to seeing him in business and formal clothes, but he was dressed comfortable and casually then in gray sweatpants and a hoodie, and he looked amazing. he smelled so good too. you were practically writhing beside him.

he noticed your restlessness, your fidgeting, your occasional glances at him.

“are you tired?” he asked. “we can finish the movie another night if you wanna get some sleep.”

“no, no, i’m not tired,” you assured. “just…”

you trailed off, too embarrassed to tell him you were so distracted and fidgety because of him.

“just what?”

the way he was looking at you didn’t help your case. his gaze made your squirm, crossing your legs and arms over yourself like you were trying to hide from him.

“i-i don’t…”

you were pathetic, truly. you couldn’t even utter out a sentence.

“you’re cute,” k said, chuckling at your state. “is it because i put my arm around you? i can move it if you’d like.”

“no, i like it,” you assured, placing your hand on top of his wrist to keep it where it was. “i like having your hands on me.”

like a switch was flipped, the atmosphere suddenly changed. k’s eyebrow raised slightly, surprised by your entirely sober words.

“oh yeah?” he asked, his grip on your shoulder tightening slightly.

“mhm,” you hummed, feeling your heart start to beat faster.

“where else do you want my hands?” he wondered, a flirtatious tone to his voice. he moved his hand up to the back of your head, feeling your hair. “want them in your hair?”

your squeezed your thighs together with need. his words were making you more aroused by the second.

“no,” you answered.

“no?” he repeated, moving his hand down to your chin. he tilted your head to face him, your faces close. “how about here?”

you gulped, your eyes flickering down to his lips. suddenly, you were overcome with the need to have them on you, to feel them against your own. luckily, k seemed to have the same idea.

he leaned in and connected your lips together in a slow, deep kiss. your jaw fell slack right away, accepting his lips against your own and letting him take the ropes, knowing you would follow.

you found yourself shifting closer to his body, your hand snaking around his neck. you slid your fingers into his dark hair and tugged slightly on the roots, pushing his lips against you harder.

that encouraged him to slide his tongue into your mouth, where you proceeded to rub yours against him, tasting him and exchanging your saliva.

he eventually departed from your lips and trailed down to your neck, where he sucked on your sensitive skin. you gasped, throwing your head back slightly to give him better access.

while he kissed and nibbled on your neck, his hands trailed down your waist, rubbing your sides. his touch felt electric, unlike any other way you’d felt when other guys had touched you before.

k wasn’t like any of the other guys though. he was older and thus more experienced. it was like he knew your body better than you did because every touch he delivered to you felt amazing.

his hand slid under your shirt, caressing your warm bare skin. he trailed up to your bare breast, giving it a soft squeeze.

“fuck,” you whispered when his thumb grazed over your erect nipple.

“this okay?” he asked, glancing up at you.

“yes,” you answered. “please.”

“please what?” he asked, pulling your shirt up so it exposed your tits to him. “what do you need, sweetheart?”

“need you to touch me,” you told him, an underlying tone of desperation in your voice.

“i am touching you,” he responded, tweaking your nipple in between his slim fingers.

“more,” you cried out, jutting your hips up so he would get the idea of where you needed his touch.

he knew, even without you practically shoving it in his face. he could tell you were pent up and was eager to touch your pussy anyway, knowing it was probably absolutely drenched in your arousal.

“okay, baby,” he complied, hooking his fingers into your waistband. “i’ll give you what you want.”

he slid your pants down your legs, leaving you in just a pair of lacy baby blue underwear. he swallowed at the sight, at his beautiful neighbor who was sprawled out half naked on his couch, writhing for him.

“fuck,” he whispered, stroking your smooth inner thighs. “you are fucking beautiful.”

he was truly astonished, taking in your body in such dismay. he couldn’t believe you were all his to play with for the night.

finally, he reached out and rubbed your pussy over your underwear. your arousal was quick to seep through the fabric, making it stick to your pussy and accentuate your clit and folds.

k could feel the heat and wetness radiating through and wanted nothing more to stick his head between your thighs and lick the fabric until you were kicking him away from the overstimulation.

instead, he slid your panties down your legs and spread your knees apart. your pussy was glistening in arousal, begging silently to be played with.

you were slightly embarrassed, truth be told. this was your neighbor, your neighbor who you met while he was still married with a newborn child, and now you were naked on his couch, your pussy shamelessly on display right in front of him.

you turned your head to the side, hoping that if you didn’t watch, it would be less embarrassing for you.

k slid his middle and ring fingers up your slit, gathering the excess amount of arousal and spreading it all over your pussy. he ended up at your clit, rubbing it slowly.

you let out a pathetic moan, eyes rolling back into your head.

“you’re so sensitive,” he commented, sliding his fingers up and down your pussy again. “i’ve barely done anything and you’re soaked. does it really feel that good, baby?”

“yes,” you answered, trying to grind your hips against his fingers for more. “feels so fucking good, k. i need more.”

again, he gave you what you wanted. he slid his two fingers into your needy hole with ease from the built up arousal. you immediately clenched around the long digits, gasping at the intrusion.

“fuck!” you squealed, slapping a hand over your mouth.

k really liked how responsive you were to even his slightest touch. he wasn’t even moving his fingers, letting you adjust to the size of them, and yet you were moaning so prettily and feeling so good already.

“so fuckin’ pretty,” he muttered. “you feel so good around my fingers.”

you clenched around him at the praise. he slowly began moving his fingers inside you, pulling them out slightly and pushing them back in, massaging your walls.

the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of your hole was lewd and loud and humiliating, but by then, you were already too far gone to care. besides, k thought it was just about the hottest thing ever: the noise, your body, your reactions, you.

he brought his thumb up to your clit and rubbed it in little circles while continuing to finger you. you grabbed his wrist, your chest heaving and making you pant like a dog.

“oh my god, k,” you cried out, your thighs starting to shake from how hard he was finger fucking. “i’m close.”

“yeah?” he responded. “you gonna cum all over my fingers?”

“yes!” you exclaimed, your stomach tightening as it started approaching at a record fast pace.

“fuck,” he muttered, feeling his cock twitch in his sweatpants. “be a good girl and cum for me then.”

you complied to his words, the knot in your stomach unraveling. you clenched as his fingers slammed in and out of your pussy, giving you the most out of your orgasm as you could get.

you moaned pathetically, your hips riding his fingers uncontrollably. your toes curled and your eyes rolled and it was by the far the hardest you’d ever cum in your life.

k watched in awe, feeling like he could cum with one stroke of his cock because of how turned on he was by watching you. you were such a grand sight and he couldn’t believe your reaction was all because of him.

he needed more of you.

“let’s go to my room,” he urged, helping you off the couch.

he lead the way down the hall to his bedroom, a room you’d never seen before. he immediately got on the bed and you followed, your lower half bare as you straddled his clothed lap.

he wrapped his arms around your waist and attached his lips back to your lips again. it was sloppier than your first kiss, but the eagerness and lust was evident. you just needed to feel each other and be as close as humanly possible.

he was quick to slide out of his sweatpants, revealing his long and thick cock that you just knew was by far the biggest out of anyone you’d been with. the thought of it being inside you made you gulp.

“you can take it,” he whispered reassuringly. “lay on your back, baby.”

you climbed off of his lap and laid flat on your back like he instructed you to do. he grabbed your thighs in his dominating hands and spread them apart, revealing your pussy. it was visibly wet and ready for him.

“please,” you whispered in desperation while he stared at your cunt.

“what do you want, baby?” he asked, a slight tease in his tone. “want me to fuck you? is that it?”

“yes!” you cried out. “please just fuck me, k.”

“fuck, angel,” he growled, wrapping his hand around his cock. “you make it hard to say no.”

he jerked himself for a moment before aligning his pink tip with your hole. just the contact alone made your body feel like it was electric. you could only imagine how it would feel when he was really inside you.

he found your hand, intertwining your fingers together as he slowly slid his length inside you. you winced, his size way bigger than anything you were used to. yet at the same time, the pain felt good because it was k.

he squeezed your hand once he was all the way inside, your pelvises pressed together.

“you okay?” he asked, leaning down to place a comforting kiss on your forehead.

you looked up at him. his dark hair was falling into his eyes, his cheeks with a rosy hue, and all in all, he looked stunning. you could feel it in your chest that you were falling in love with him.

you reached up, pressing your hand to the back of his neck. you pushed slightly to get him to come back down to your face level and connected your lips together. he smiled against your mouth, kissing you deeply and warmly.

after a few minutes, he started moving. he pulled out about halfway before slowing pushing his cock back inside you. your cunt gripped him so fucking tightly that k felt lightheaded every time he felt his tip hit the back of it.

he had a tight embrace on your waist, keeping you from squirming around as a result of his big intrusion inside of you. it felt incredible to be stuffed full of him and slowly the pain disintegrated into pleasure.

he pulled out and thrusted back in, your walls sucking him in and squeezing around his thick length.

“fuck,” he cursed, tossing his head back to reveal his pretty neck. “relax, angel. you’re so fucking tight when you clench like that.”

“c-can’t help it,” you sputtered, feeling your body move slightly up the bed every time he thrusted. “feels so full.”

“yeah?” he exhaled. “you nice and full of my cock?”

you whimpered, tossing your head to the side as he quickened his pace, ramming into you. the sound of skin slapping against each other and your pussy squelching from the wetness was lewd and loud and embarrassing, yet you felt too good to care.

he was so much more experienced than anyone else you’d been with before, it was obvious. the way he moved his hips and the way his cock would go slow and deep, then hard and rough, keeping you guessing of what he was going to do next. it was exciting to be fucking him after the lust you’d felt for so long.

embarrassing as it was, you already felt yourself getting close.

“k,” you cried out, squeezing his biceps. “‘m close.”

“yeah?” he replied, his cheeks a rosy red from how hard he was fucking you. “you gonna cum around my cock? go ahead, baby. you’ve been so good for me.”

you slapped your hand over your mouth and finally let go, your toes curling. k groaned at the sight and at the feeling of you cumming, his cock twitching inside you.

“fuck, you’re fucking perfect,” he mumbled, leaning down to plant his lips against yours again.

“daddy,” you whimpered out. “feels so good.”

he moaned at the name, feeling his abs clench. you couldn’t get any better than this. you were better and hotter than he ever could’ve imagined you’d be.

he brought his fingers down to rub your clit in little circles, eager to feel you cum for a second time. you gasped, feeling overstimulated and sensitive but you didn’t want him to stop. the moment was too good, so good that you truly never wanted it to stop.

he was fucking you so hard and perfectly, ruthlessly chasing his own orgasm. you just knew you’d be sore in the morning but you didn’t care because you knew it’d just remind you of how good that night was.

“you gonna let me cum inside you?” he asked breathlessly as he slowly felt his high approaching. “gonna let me fill your pretty pussy with all my cum?”

“please!” you nearly sobbed, looking up at him with the prettiest big eyes. “please, daddy. cum inside me.”

“you’re so fuckin’ hot when you call me that,” he practically growled, digging his fingernails into your hips. “gonna fill you so good.”

“please,” you begged pathetically. “i need it.”

k sighed, feeling lightheaded from how tightly your pussy gripped him, how hot and wet it was. just the idea of filling you up to the brim was making him twitch.

“good little cum slut,” he mumbled. “gonna take everything i give you.”

“fuck k,” you cried. “i’m gonna cum again.”

“wait,” he commanded. “cum at the same time as me. can you do that, angel? can you hold it for just a little longer?”

you bit your lip, trying to distract yourself so you didn’t cum too soon. if k told you to do something, you were going to do it.

“okay,” you responded shakily.

“don’t worry, sweetheart,” he cooed. “i’m so close.”

you shut your eyes, relishing in the sensation of his cock absolutely railing in and out of your cunt like a piston.

k stared at your face, admiring your pure beauty. you were even prettier than normal when you were underneath him, on the verge of another orgasm.

just by looking at you, he was about to finish.

“shit,” he groaned. “i’m gonna cum, baby.”

the idea of k filling you up immediately had your stomach clenching. your body heated up like you were on fire and you just knew you couldn’t hold back anymore.

“i’m cumming,” you cried out, eyes rolling back into your head.

k moaned and cursed your name as spurts of his cum filled your pussy. you milked him for all he was worth, insuring that he gave you every single last drop.

he buried his face in your neck, breathing heavily against your skin as he went through the aftershocks of his orgasm.

you felt high. you’d never been fucked so good before, never came three times all in one night.

it took a few minutes, but eventually k pulled out of you. he watched in awe as what was practically a fountain of cum came gushing out of your spent cunt.

“fuck,” he mumbled, watching it spill onto his sheets. “so pretty.”

you watched, dazed and exhausted, as he disappeared to grab a towel and returned shortly after. you were too tired to do anything, so you let him clean you up and get you redressed in some shorts and one of his t-shirts.

he put his pants on and crawled underneath the covers, pulling you into his chest.

“how was that?” he asked, kissing the top of your head.

“i don’t think there are any words to describe to you how good that was,” you remarked.

he chuckled breathily, nodding.

“i agree.”

it didn’t take you long to fall asleep at all. you were completely comfortable and relaxed around him.

on the other hand, k couldn’t fall asleep for the life of him. all he could do was lay there with you in his safe embrace, thinking about how he was falling deeply for you, his sweet younger neighbor.

[lunicho]

How does &TEAM tell you they want to fuck you?

kei: straightforward,, he'll come up behind u and wrap his arms around u,, he'd kiss ur ear and down ur neck to ur shoulders and he'll whisper in ur ear a whole bunch of things he wants to do to u,, how he wants to treat u like a little princess 😖

fuma: straightforward pt2!!! no need to beat around the bush! more often than not you're the one getting all needy and who is he to not take care of his baby! but when he is needy he'll tell you that he wants to make u feel good and how much he's missed u and wanted u.

nicho: filthy. will kiss you and tell you he's missed you on his cock, how he can't stop thinking about you and how bad he wants to be bawls deep in you. he's graphic too cuz!!! he's so vocal about what he wants like he does not care. he also just has this demeanor abt him when he wants u like his bedroom eyes would go so crazy 😣

ej: so shy omg. i feel like he'd be kinda like a puppy, just drawing circles on your thigh until you ask him if he's alright. he'd speak up but only when you give him the opportunity to <3. like when u ask if he wants something he'll shyly tell you how much he's missed u and how good u look and how bad he wants ur lips on his and 😖😖

yuma: perv!! will touch u randomly, pulling u in for kisses but slightly dipping his hand into the back of ur pants, putting his hand on ur thigh and slightly pushing against ur crotch,,, things like that, he'll make u want him so ur both needy,, teamwork!!

jo: definitely doesn't use his words,, i could see him kinda snuggling into you. i don't see him really being the type to initiate much in general so i feel like he might just try to play it off as innocent kissing but he'd get a little handsy and he'd hope you take the hint :(

harua: knows what he wants and when he wants it! when the time is right he'll run the back of his hand against ur arms or he might kiss you and move your hand onto him before he tells u he wants u.

taki: let's be real, you'll be able to tell without him saying anything. idk abt y'all but taki is a humper in my mind,, he'll grind against u or random things and you'll just be able to tell by the way he looks at u 🤷🏾‍♀️

[iznsfw]

IZ Days of Christmas 2023

This is a masterlist of all my stories under the series of IZ Days of Christmas.

It is a series done as a challenge to myself to post a corresponding smut for each IZ*ONE member for twelve days of December, starting from the fourteenth of December to the twenty-fifth.

🎄 Day 1 - Kwon Eunbi

Trouvaille

🎄 Day 2 - Miyawaki Sakura

Here, Kitty, Kitty!

🎄 Day 3 - Kang Hyewon

Ms. Kang Hyewon

🎄 Day 4 - Choi Yena

Manic Robotic Dream Girl

🎄 Day 5 - Lee Chaeyeon

Not All There Is To It

🎄 Day 6 - Kim Chaewon

She's No Fucking Angel

🎄 Day 7 - Kim Minju

Lucid Dream

🎄 Day 8 - Yabuki Nako:

Dirty Little Pleasures

🎄 Day 9 - Honda Hitomi:

Cutest Corruption

🎄 Day 10 - Jo Yuri:

Transparency

🎄 Day 11 - An Yujin:

Midnight

🎄 Day 12 - Jang Wonyoung:

Reputation, Or Whatever That Is

[kcake555]

Fuma cake 🍰

&team

[luneengene2]

&Team 04 Line : Accidentally Hurt/Injure (Verbally or Physically) You During an Argument

• Warnings : Angst content, rant, contains grammatical errors

- Yuma Part : Death of parents, mentioning suicide, insult, mention of mental health

- Jo Part : insecurity, comparison, appearance insult

- Let me know if I'm missing something

• A/N : I don't know why I wanted to make this version for 04 Line after making the version for hyung-line. BTW, if you are sensitive about this, please don't read this content, don't leave malicious comments if you don't like this content. Because this is just story content that has nothing to do with the real world.

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• YUMA

(rockstar!yuma x fem!reader)

The sudden death of your parents was a nightmare you never expected to come true. Losing a parent is the same as losing light, the world seems pitch black. And you don't even have the energy to move.

Your parents died in a train accident, at that time you were on campus to start your annual practical exam.

If your brother Jo is not by your side, you might really not be sane anymore, because you would immediately experience severe depression and even hurt yourself. Not only Jo, there is one person who is always trying to make you survive. Your beloved lover, Nakakita Yuma.

Yuma is a rock star, he is famous, many girls are in love with him. However, Yuma chose you. A simple girl who always made him laugh. After the death of your parents, Yuma was always by your side whenever you needed him.

You tried to commit suicide several times, but Yuma always succeeded in calming you down. However, Yuma is also still an ordinary human. Sometimes, he has a tired side because he keeps seeing you not being able to control yourself. When he was tired or even at work, Jo suddenly often called him, telling him that you had hurt yourself. And like it or not, Yuma still comes to see you. In fact, he was also very tired and stressed because of his work.

"Eat it, Y/N. You have to eat," Yuma said patiently, he handed you a spoonful of rice. But you didn't respond to his words. Your eyes just stare blankly ahead. Blank. It's like there's no life there.

"I'm already here, but you still don't want to eat? Y/N, don't go on like this," No response again. Yuma took a deep breath, he had to stay calm when you were in a condition like this.

"Y/N-"

"Didn't I tell you I don't want to eat yet, Yuma?" You cut Yuma off before he told you to eat again. "Your therapist told you to eat, and Jo wants you to eat too. I want you to get better," Yuma said softly.

You chuckled when Yuma said that. "Get Better? I'm not sure I can recover after my parents are gone forever," You said, then your gaze went blank again.

"You won't recover if you continue like this, your parents will be sad there if their daughter continues like this," — Yuma

"If they're sad, I'm sadder here, Yuma. They just left me like that," — You

"This fate is bittersweet, Y/N. But I beg you, fight your bitter fate and try to get up," — Yuma

"You keep saying that, Yuma. You don't understand how it is to be in my position, how tired I am when fate keeps beating me over and over again. I don't understand why people just keep saying that and telling me to get up and let it go. Doing that is not as easy as turning your palm. I always get those useless words, which still make me not enthusiastic about living," You said that because you were provoked by emotion, the sadness was getting sharper, and also because you were tired. You were 'less' conscious when you said that.

However, Yuma actually lost his patience, his facial expression immediately changed completely to become angry and unfriendly. He places your tablespoon roughly on the plate. Put the plate on your nightstand until it makes quite a loud sound.

"Then what kind of words do you want to be useful for you, Princess?" Yuma asked sarcastically, he clenched his wrist. "You think the world really has to pivot towards you? Do you want everyone to always be useful to you? So, you think everyone who supports you with words is useless? Not everyone is obliged to understand your position, because you don't necessarily understand other people's positions. Many people sacrifice their time to entertain you, including me! Right now my schedule is busy, I'm stressed. And when Jo called that you were hurting yourself, I was immediately stressed too. I'm tired too, Y/N. Tired of seeing you don't change and you even say things like that. So you've been saying I'm useless all this time?" Yuma asked annoyed, you realized your mistake, not daring to look at Yuma. You even crumpled the blanket that was on top of you.

"Just so you know, I sacrificed my time and career hours so I could accompany you. Imagine you are in my position, when you are tired from work, Your brother called me that you were doing something that was hurting yourself. I'm always stressed and worried when I hear the news, not to mention the sharp demands of my job. And you can easily say that my words are useless. Are you hungry for attention? Do you just want validation, pity? Many girls are in your position but not as dramatic as you. Next time, when Jo calls me again, I don't want to have anything to do with an insane girl like you again until you are completely healed," Yuma said harshly at the end of the sentence. He was tired, and his tiredness was already at a terrible stage. And if he is in that position, his emotions will overflow, and sometimes he will say harsh words beyond his control.

"I apologize on Y/N's behalf, Yuma," Hearing Jo's voice, Yuma immediately looked towards the door. He saw Jo standing in front of your bedroom door. He didn't realize Jo was already there, when you also looked emotional and angry earlier. Yuma could see the look in Jo's eyes, disappointed, angry and sad. In that instant, Yuma immediately realized what he had said to you.

Jo entered your room, walking towards Yuma, giving him a bitter smile. "I'm sorry if Y/N and I have been a bother to you after the death of our parents. Sorry if Y/N makes you worried and stressed, forgive her too because she always bothers you. Next time, I really won't bother you," Jo said softly. He was quite hurt because his sister was called insane by Yuma, but he didn't blame Yuma. Jo also immediately understood what Yuma's condition was like.

Yuma immediately shook his head in panic. "Jo, I didn't mean it like—"

"I understand your position, there's no need to be afraid or feel guilty," Jo cut slowly but sharply. Yuma became increasingly panicked seeing Jo's calm expression, but Yuma knew that behind Jo's calm expression, the man must be hiding sadness.

Yuma looked at you who were already flooded with tears, from squeezing your hands into the blanket it was clear that you wanted to scream, and it definitely hurt. "Y/N, don't listen to what I said just now, darling. Please don't take my words to heart, I beg you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really don't understand your position, darling. You didn't do anything wrong, I'm in the wrong here," Before Yuma touched you, Jo pulled him away slowly, still smiling. "It's time for you to rest and go home, I know you are very tired after facing my sister again, go home, Yuma. Calm your mind, you need to rest," Jo said softly, but Yuma really didn't want to leave you. "Jo, you can be mad at me, but—"

"I'm not mad at you, I understand your position now. Y/N and I have been giving you trouble all this time," Yuma shook his head, he tried to reverse Jo's belief, that he didn't feel in trouble, but it seemed like Jo didn't want to cause Yuma any more trouble.

"Jo—"

"Go home, Yuma. Y/N also needs rest, it's almost late at night, you have a stage schedule tomorrow, right?" Jo cut in again, and Yuma knew, it seemed like Jo was 'throwing him away' subtly so he wouldn't feel even more guilty.

Yuma lost, he sighed then took his bag. Before completely leaving in front of you and Jo, Yuma stroked your hair and then gave your head a long kiss.

As he entered his car, he cursed harshly several times and got angry at himself for not being able to control his emotions in front of you. Moreover, he uttered insults that were not appropriate.

• JO

(Basketball player!Jo x Nerd!fem!reader)

"Why did you have to be the representative for the photo shoot, Jo?" You looked at Jo sadly when he was just busy playing basketball. You and him were on the basketball court which was relatively quiet, because Jo didn't want to go home from there yet.

"Yeah, because I'm the captain of my team," Jo said lightly.

"But doesn't it have to be the captain?" — You

"Yes, but my coach chose me." — Jo

"But you can refuse," — You

"I can't refuse my coach," — Jo

"But it hurts me," Jo let out a rough breath when you said that, he turned around to look at you. "It's just a photo shoot, Y/N. There's nothing to worry about," Jo said which made you even sadder, you smiled faintly at him. "This photo shoot for the school sports magazine certainly worries me. You know, the cheerleading captain who will be photographed with you is one of the girls who has a big crush on you. She's also the girl who doesn't like me because I'm dating you," Jo rubbed his face roughly, because you were always sensitive when he was close to lots of girls, whether it was just for a project or something else. "It's just a photo, Y/N! No more than that, don't overdo it like that," Jo said, he was starting to look annoyed at your behavior.

"Yeah, photos that can hurt my feelings! You always don't understand how I feel," You said vehemently. Jo slammed the basketball roughly. "You always act childish when I only have projects with girls. Come on, Y/N! Try to understand my position too!" Jo growled in frustration, but you also got emotional. "Not just photos, but any means he can find to get you. I'm not stupid, all the girls love you openly, they flirt with you even though they know you're my boyfriend!" You shouted harshly at Jo. "Oh or are you happy because you can deal with beautiful girls, you're bored with me, right?" You continued, and it ended up leading to words that he was completely unaware of.

"Yes! I enjoy dealing with beautiful girls?! Yes, I'm bored with you, that's why I always enjoy dealing with beautiful girls!" Jo responded to your scream no less harshly. You also jumped in surprise when he shouted at you with words that quite hurt you. "You should be self-aware, if you want to be in the position of a girl who can be with me without fear or insecurity, you should change yourself! Don't remain static as a nerd girl who can only be blindly jealous but can't change herself one bit!" Jo continued sharply, hie mouth completely unknown to him because he was saying words that you shouldn't have heard.

"Be beautiful if you want to be like them! You can't get into cheerleading extracurriculars, and you're just complaining. Not trying to change! I also wonder why I could fall in love with you, crazy about you. Even though there are many girls who are more beautiful than you," Jo's last words succeeded in breaking your heart. And you start to feel like you should have rejected him when he asked you out. You don't think about the risks of what he might say if he's emotional. You also feel that what Jo said is also true. You should change yourself, not just complain and complain about your insecurities.

Jo, who was still annoyed, immediately took his bag, he was about to leave you out of the field. "Do you want our relationship to end, Jo?" You asked in a shaky voice as he walked quickly after bumping into your shoulder. Jo immediately stiffened when he heard your hoarse voice. This is the first time he's heard your voice this strained.

He looked over at you who just stood there, your eyes bloodshot, holding back the tears that were really about to come out. And for the first time too, he saw your eyes look this broken.

"If I really can't meet your standards, let's just end this relationship. Find another girl of your dreams," You continued what you were saying. You said that with fear, afraid that he was really bored and didn't love you anymore.

"You can date any girl, any girl who meets your standards. I just don't want to ruin your youth anymore because of dealing with a girl like me," In that instant, Jo immediately seemed to have been hit by a stupid word. He doesn't realize and doesn't understand that you are the one who is hurt the most here, not him.

"No, Y/N. Don't say that, my dream is with you," Jo said frantically. He walked quickly over to you, when he was near you again. He pulled you into his arms, you wanted to struggle, but the more you struggled, the stronger his hug became. As a result, you just cried loudly in his arms, screaming angrily several times, but Jo didn't care about that.

"You didn't ruin my youth, I almost ruined my dreams myself. Please forgive me. You're right, I never understood your condition and pain," Jo's tears also flowed quite fast. He's afraid, afraid that his dreams will disappear if you leave. Because, his dream is with you, not with another girl.

"Please, don't leave me. I need you more than anything, I will give you what you should get," Jo said hoarsely, she placed a soft kiss on your forehead, not caring that you were sweaty from crying.

[callmemonster68]

FUMA - &TEAM ( smut )

Contexto: Sex with the risk of being caught with: &TEAM

Pairing: Fuma X FemReader

Genre: Obscenity

Warning: Contains explicit content, unprotected sex, suggestive, penetration, explicit language, climax, sex, swearing, loss of virginity, hickeys, messy make-out sessions, dirty talk, compliments, rough sex, touching bruises, handcuffs, chains, sadomasochism , masochism, brands, public sex

Inside a Fitting Room at a Luxury Store

In an upscale store, Y/N and Fuma step into a spacious yet snug fitting room. Expensive clothes hang around them, and the tension between them grows increasingly palpable.

Y/N: Are you sure this is a good idea?

Fuma: The adrenaline only makes it more thrilling. Besides, who’s going to hear us in here?

Y/N: Well, if someone walks in, we’re screwed.

Fuma: How about we just say we were… trying something new?

Y/N chuckles softly but quickly falls silent as the tension heightens. Fuma pulls her closer, their bodies nearly pressed together.

Y/N: You know this is risky, right?

Fuma: That’s exactly what makes it so exciting.

They lean into each other, their lips almost touching when, suddenly, there’s a knock at the door.

Store Clerk: (from outside) Need help with anything?

Y/N and Fuma exchange looks of panic and amusement, adrenaline coursing through their veins.

Y/N: (whispering) What do we do now?

Fuma: (whispering back) Let’s just… stay quiet and see what happens.

As the clerk waits outside, the tension between them grows even thicker. They draw closer, ready to seize the moment despite the risk. Hearing footsteps retreat from the fitting room, they finally press their bodies together, initiating a desperate kiss. Their hands roam each other’s bodies, heat radiating between them, soft gasps filling the confined space.

Y/N: We have to be quick. The store is about to close.

Fuma: No time for foreplay, then.

With that, Fuma lifts the silk dress Y/N is wearing. In one swift motion, he removes her panties, quickly unzips his pants, and pushes them down along with his underwear. Y/N, now facing the mirror, arches herself toward him. Fuma spits into his hand, using it to slick himself before thrusting hard into Y/N’s needy core, eliciting a loud moan from her. Fuma covers Y/N’s mouth with his hand.

Fuma: I know you’re addicted to my cock, but you need to keep quiet, or we’ll be in serious trouble.

Y/N nods obediently, Fuma’s hand still muffling her sounds as he pounds into her with a rough, rapid rhythm. His gaze locks onto her reflection in the mirror.

Fuma: Look at you, a divine freak, taking me so well.

Y/N is too overwhelmed to think straight, her mind fogged by the relentless thrusts hitting all her favorite spots. Fuma’s hand moves from her mouth to wrap gently around her neck, applying just enough pressure to leave her dizzy. With a few more thrusts, they both reach their climax together.

As they hastily fix their clothes, a voice calls out from outside the fitting room.

Store Clerk: If you’re done, I really need you to step out now. The store is closing, and I have to clean this section.

Note: I'm recently starting to write, and English is not my native language. I apologize for any mistakes and hope to improve my writing. Feedback is always welcome!

✿ If you don't reblog and comment, you can be sure I'll be showing up in your dreams tonight... and I won’t be as sweet as in the story ✿

[i-2hoon]

would you ever write about &TEAM?

i will write for absolutely any adult boy group member (within reason, as long as they dont have an extremely problematic track record etc), including jpop! so of course!

[emeraldbabygirl]

I updated my master list a bit. I found the Rowoon smut I wrote 🫢 and the Hasegawa smut and linked them up. I’m also like almost done with my Suzuki Nobuyuki smut 🤤🤤🤤 it’s really yummy me thinks and I will link it up when I finish it. I hope that’s today cause I really wanna post it teehee

[lunicho]

SEXY TUTOR NICHOLAS *passes out*

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8bFSCo2/

-😵‍💫 anon

link

thinking abt tutor nicholas who everyone thinks is so attractive but he only comes to school to study and learn and nothing else. he always has his headphones in while he walks the halls as well. he has this mystery about him, his sharp eyes making you wonder if he's friendly or not. everyone knows he's super smart, he pokes his nose in books all day long and he spends his free time on campus in one of the labs on campus. you kept wondering that until you finally got the chance to meet him, your teacher recommended that you see him for help. the class happened to be his strongest subject and your teacher said he's actually a great tutor and that he just never offers his services.

it took a bit for you to actually approach him, the initmidation actually setting in everytime you tried. there was something about him and his aura that was a bit,, almost scary. once you approached him he actually already knew what you wanted, your teacher already mentioning it so it was actually a smooth sailing conversation. he made it quick and easy and he invited you to meet him in the library after school. things started off easy enough, he'd help with homework and answer any questions you may have. but then it turned to something more,, you'd gotten a little crush, just pretending to be confused simply to spend more time with him. you didn't know what he was thinking,, in fact nobody did. he was very good at staying consistent with what he shows to you and how he acts which is what made you like him even more, the mystery and curiosity is what kept you coming back.

one day he'd invite you to study at his place, saying something random about how he has to watch his dog or some shit. you'd come over and you'd feel very very nervous once again,, you don't know why but you do. he'd let you know that he wanted to try something new today. "seems you're not grasping the material so i wanted to try something new.. gotta see how much you really know." he'd leave you sitting in the dining chair, he'd move behind you, hands moving your hair from over your shoulder. you'd find yourself leaning towards his touch, wanting nothing more than to feel his hands on you. he'd lean down to your ear, "read from your notes, i want to know if you've been listening to me." you already know your notes suck balls, you've been focused enough to write SOMETHING down but the notes are definitely not what they should be.

you'd start reading anyways though, your voice hushed as you do. his hands would move towards the collar of your shirt, slightly dipping into your shirt, his fingertips touching skin he hasn't even seen. you'd jump slightly when he does this, your voice shaking. "something wrong?" he'd act clueless, his hands moving back to your shoulders. you'd shake your head faster than you like to admit. he'd ask you to continue reading, which you do. he'd get a bit more bold now, grabbing handfuls of your breasts. he'd squeeze the skin in his hands, chuckling at the way you slow down reading. he finds it amusing how fast you lose your focus. "doing great y/n,, keep reading." so you do!! you keep on going, trying so hard to keep focused.

you'd hear him moving behind you,, he'd pull your chair back before popping into your vision out of the corner of your eye. he'd turn your chair a bit, sinking down to his knees. if you're wearing a skirt then he'd just pull your panties down under your skirt but if you have on something else he'll just remove both. he'd move one of your legs onto the table, asking you to hold the book and keep reading. he'd do like a test run, licking one long stripe up your pussy, smiling again at how your voice and body shakes a little. you'd be tripping over words as he eats you out, his eyes sharp everytime you look down at him.

[kcake555]

Taki cake 🍰

&team

[luneengene2]

If ever are you gonna do a maknae line ver of "Accidentally Hurt/Injure (Verbally or Physically) You During an Argument "?

&Team Maknae Line : Accidentally Hurt/Injure (Verbally or Physically) You During an Argument

• Warnings : ANGST Content, Harua (Insult to the status of parents, kiss of life Haneul mention, status glorification, strangulation, mentioning about killing, rant, pet name), Taki (mentioning the mother who was killed, Venting of anger), Maki (His mother died, mentioning a robbery and threat), Grammar errors, tell me if I missed something.

• Note : YIPPIE! Finally I can make the Maknae Line version (aka complete)

• Harua •

(Oldmoney!Harua x newmoney!fem!reader)

Shigeta Harua, the only son of a high-class jewelry company owner that existed around 1913. His family line was aristocratic, having been very wealthy even before World War I broke out. You are his lover, starting from you being his childhood friend. Your father's company is a subsidiary of the Shigeta family, the Shigeta family is the largest investor in your father's company. Your life is perfect, isn't it? Born into a family that doesn't make you suffer, and your lover is from the upper class who loves you very much.

A perfect life line, but your relationship with Harua may not necessarily be smooth sailing. You and Harua have a secret relationship, your relationship with him has never been made public, even to your parents. Harua asked for that, because he wasn't ready to hear what his parents had to say about his girl. Harua knows how his parents are. His parents were strict and very detailed in every aspect. They always wanted 'high' things for their only son. Girls from rich families do not guarantee that they will like you right away. They seemed to really want someone to be their equal, an aristocrat. Harua's parents do love you like their daughter, moreover you are Harua's only childhood friend, but Harua doesn't think that means they immediately want you to be their daughter-in-law. He is afraid that if his parents find out about this relationship early, it could fall apart. He always assures you that he will slowly try to talk to his parents.

But you're already at the peak of your annoyance. He never does what he says. Never tries to talk to his parents. Your annoyance and anger grew even more when the media started spreading rumors about him. Rumors that he will be matched with one of the daughters of an aristocratic family who has always held the highest position in government for almost 90 years. Won Haneul. It's been almost half a year that the media has been reporting it, and half a year you have to hold back your emotions. Plus, Harua and Haneeul are often at the same event, the Aristocrat family gathering.

Patience has its limits, and yours is running out...

"You came to my apartment at this late hour just because of your jealousy?!" Harua smiled bitterly, you didn't realize his face was very tired right now. But, because of your anger, you certainly wouldn't care.

"This isn't just my jealousy. You can't keep your promise, Shigeta Harua!"

"You know, I'm sick of hearing you always say that you'll talk to your parents about our relationship. But you never do, even to this point." — You

"You think it's easy? You think I haven't tried all this time? Shut your mouth if you don't know anything!" — Harua

"You didn't try, but you acted cowardly," Harua glared angrily, he stood up from his sitting position on the single sofa, his fists clenched tightly.

"If I were a coward, I wouldn't have taken the risk of dating you," he would explode, blurting out words he shouldn't have. But you didn't realize that yet. You and he are both still emotional. Your emotions will still explode equally.

"Why? Is it because you are just a coward who can't maintain a serious relationship?" — You

"No, because I dared to date the daughter of my father's servant," You felt like you wanted to slump when he said that, your family's pride, including your father's, felt like it was kicked into one lump. Your father and his father are business partners, your father is not his father's servant.

"Typical aristocrats, always feel on top," — You

"What about the New Money? Hoping to be on par with the aristocrats? Your class and mine are even different. It turns out that what some people say is true, even though they are very rich, the New Money people will not be able to be equal to aristocrats. It took about 50 years to be on par with the Aristocrats," You clenched your fists, your emotions like an egg on the tip of a horn. You smiled bitterly, giving him a glare that was both glaring and mocking. Your heart aches? Oh of course, he started glorifying his family's aristocratic status to bring you down.

"Do you think Old Money is that clean? Most of them are also very greedy. Using their children for their ambitions until their children grow up to be jerks like you," Harua glared, of course he would be angry. His parents never taught him to be a bad person even though they were strict.

"Like your parents. Your family's wealth is abundant, but they are still not satisfied. Maybe they control the media so that you and Haneul are like a perfect couple. Your parents want a place in politics. You don't realize, your parents are greedy, very greedy. Always wanting abnormal perfection, yes like their attitude, abnormal and stupid. So they have a loser son. The dumbest combo ever," You said some pretty harsh words, oh really harsh ones to be exact. Cornering him with insults. How to defend yourself because he also glorifies his status.

Silence... No one said a word.

But, a few seconds later...

"YOU IDIOT GIRL! HOW DARE YOU!" Harua walked quickly towards you, as if he wanted to attack you. Making you scream in shock.

Harua grabbed your neck tightly and pushed you hard against the wall until your head hit it hard. You could feel the anger exploding from him, his face was red, and his eyes were completely blazing.

"Who do you think you are?! My parents love you so much but you insult them, you know how they are behind their backs, trash? My father helped your father to raise his poor company, his stupid company that was difficult to raise. One of the people who can make you live so full of money is my father, without my father maybe your parents would be living in a trash place! Don't forget the fact that the one you call greedy is the one who helped RAISE your fucking family. The family that gave birth to a damn bitch like you who doesn't know what gratitude is. A family that almost became part of the sewer rats," His anger really triggered him to take his insults to the highest level. Your heart is like being stabbed by a thousand knives, his words are piercing. But you realize, this is all because you were the one who insulted him first, triggering his anger when he actually just needed to sleep. He's just tired...

You also felt your breath hitch, oh of course. He was choking your neck quite hard. He also didn't realize he was 'abusing' you. "Don't forget the fact that you almost lived in a trash can or even became a prostitute without my father's help. You would only be in poverty without my father, you shameless bitch!"

"Ha-Ha-Harua let go-Heghhh!" You struggled to speak trying to catch your breath and push him away, the air slowly not seeming to enter your lungs. The strangulation factor was also strong because it was triggered by his emotions which were still exploding.

Tears started to form in your eyes, your hands trying to push him away, it was painful and could kill you from suffocation.

"H-Harua s-s-sorry, please," He still doesn't hear you, his ears are even deaf for a moment because his anger has not subsided.

With the rest of your strength, you step hard on his bare feet with the high heels you are wearing, automatically he screams in pain and releases his grip. You immediately pushed him away from you, he hit the small table beside the sofa so hard that the small lamp there fell to the floor and broke.

You immediately fell down, gulping as much air as possible after almost losing your breath. A cough that can make your chest hurt. Your neck was red, very bad. Not long after that, you immediately cried hysterically. Pour out your painful emotions.

And that's when Harua realized what he had just done. He didn't wince, his head immediately turned towards you in a 'pathetic' state. A condition he had never seen in the dozens of years he had known you. His body was shaking so hard seeing you like that, he almost killed you.

"If you want to kill me, throw me out of the balcony! Don't torture me before I die, you stupid bastard!" You screamed at him, tears already wetting your clothes.

Just because he doesn't want to understand your condition, he hurts you or even almost kills you. He insults you, belittles you because of his tiredness. "Y/N," his body was so weak from what he had done to you.

"Angel-"

"Don't come near me, you damn dick!" You snapped at him harshly as he stood up and started walking towards you. Harua stopped in his tracks, he was already crying. He messed up your feelings, even your body.

"Angel-"

"I'm not your fucking angel, Shigeta Harua! I'm a shameless bitch!" Crushed. His words had backfired on him. A painful boomerang. "I'm a lucky, ungrateful bitch who's dating an aristocrat."

"Angel no, please. For God's sake don't say that. You can hit me, but please don't say that. You're not like that, I'm the jerk here. You're not at fault here. You're not a shameless bitch," Harua cried, he hated it when you repeated the harsh words he said to you.

"You can do whatever you want, Angel. Don't say those words. Please forgive me,"

• Taki •

(Prospective Cadets!Taki x General daughter!reader)

"How could you fail the second year entrance exam?” You stare at Taki's Imperial Japanese Military Academy entrance exam results paper stating that he failed to become a cadet there. This was the second year he had tried this test, but failed for the second time.

"I don't know, maybe because I lost to the sons of high-ranking military officials," Taki smiled bitterly. I don't know why he could think like that.

"Maybe it's not your time yet, Taki. There will come a time when you can achieve it all. Many children of high-ranking military officers also failed, not all of them will pass even though they use their father's background," You rubbed Taki's shoulder, giving him words of comfort while 'refuting' that not all children of high-ranking officers entered the military easily.

But Taki was fed up, he felt like he was being pushed around by those who prioritized a child born into a high-ranking family, and that wasn't fair. Even Taki feels that there are people who are less fortunate than him, but those people can get into the things they want because of the privileges they have.

"You said that because you are the daughter of a General, Y/N. You have many privileges that can definitely make it easy for you to get what I want. You can hold power, just ask your father, and you will get it. Unlike me," Your expression immediately changed, annoyed? Oh of course, he said that as if your life didn't have such a heavy trial too.

"You blame the lucky kids who can achieve their dreams just because you failed? You should introspect why you failed, not blame those who can achieve what they want.You may fail because you may also have problems," Taki snatched the paper from your hand, made it into a ball and threw it. He crouched in front of you, giving you an angry look.

"Getting what they want but by cheating, pushing behind someone who has greater and better potential, using their money to buy a place. A place that should be owned by the right people," — Taki.

"Privilege doesn't mean they cheat, you know since childhood they have also been trained to be perfect, if they can get that place, it means they are perfect. If you fail, there are two possibilities. You are not perfect, or you cannot shine yet." — You.

"You say that because you were born a privileged child. Of course you will hide the cheating that your 'friends' do, because you must have done it too," Your heart sank, he was sad and upset because he failed in his second year, but why did he take it out on you? What did you do wrong?

"You better fix your stupid self, don't keep blaming others, Riki," you called his real name, giving him a bitter smile.

"I'm not stupid, just pushed around by privileged spoiled brats in a dirty way. I can't imagine if I married a spoiled brat, it would only cause me trouble," he didn't say it directly to you, but you immediately knew who he was referring to as Spoiled Brat. Yourself.

"You know, since I first met you, I envied your life. No pressure, complete parents, and no need to force a smile to the media or people. I wish I could be like you. I always wished I wasn't born as a general's daughter, didn't hear the fact that my mother died because she was killed by my father's rival. If my father wasn't a General, my mother would still be there. That privilege, I'd rather be pushed back by others than have that privilege. That way, I won't lose my mother," Your tone of voice is still normal, nothing has changed. But drop by drop, your tears start to flow.

"I'm not an annoying spoiled brat, I never use my father's name to get what I want. Because I know, if I continue to use privilege, I will not be able to be independent," Taki was silent, he didn't say anything. He just realized, he made a mistake. Taking out his anger on you.

"Sorry if I made a mistake with my words, Taki," You actually apologized to him first for your words that a few moments ago could have hurt him without you realizing it. In fact, you were also hurt by his words.

He messed everything up, unknowingly hurting you. The girl who always supported him and always accepted him no matter what. But, he hurt you just because he was annoyed at always failing to achieve what he wanted.

• Maki •

"You know, that necklace was a gift from my late mother! Why did you give it away so easily!" You flinch when he snaps at you harshly. Maki lent you a necklace that belonged to his late mother. Before his mother left, she said she wanted the necklace to be given to her future daughter-in-law. He had entrusted the necklace to you, but you lost it.

The necklace was very precious to Maki, because it was his mother's favorite item. Maki always guarded it carefully.

"I'm sorry, Maki," you were almost crying and shaking, seeing her like this must have scared you. Maki was really this angry. It's like he wants to eat you alive. "What did you say? Sorry? Your apology will be useless if the necklace my mother left me doesn't return to me! I want that necklace back!" He gripped your upper arm tightly, making you wince in pain.

"I want that necklace back, do you fucking understand?!" —Maki

"I will replace it with a new one, with the exact same design," — You

"No, I want my mother's original necklace, not an exact replica. Give me back the necklace or I'll end this relationship, Y/N. We're done if you can't get the necklace back," You glared as he threatened to end your relationship if you couldn't bring back his mother's necklace that you said had been lost somewhere.

Maki released his grip and walked out of your house, but you immediately pulled his hand back. "I admit I was wrong and I can't return your mother's necklace, but I don't want it to end, Maki," You sobbed, gripping his arm tightly, you were afraid of losing him forever because of this. Maki smiled bitterly, looking at you with hurt.

"So return the necklace to me, Y/N. If you can't, then goodbye, I don't want to see your face again," Maki pushed you quite roughly, he didn't realize that he was taking out his anger too much, not thinking about what he had just said.

"Well if you really want it to end, because I won't be able to return the necklace. The necklace is in the hands of the robber," Maki stopped in his tracks when he heard your slightly choked words. Robber?

"If I hurt you, I apologize for not being able to look after your late mother's belongings. Because actually I didn't lose it because I was careless, last night I was robbed on the street and threatened, Maki," His jaw dropped when he heard what you said, the water bottle he was holding fell to the floor. His girl was robbed. At night, and he couldn't help.

You lowered your head, clenching your palms as you told the real reason why his mother's necklace was lost in your hands. It was because you were robbed. "Not only your mother's necklace, my cellphone, wallet, and bag were also taken by them. They threatened to kill me if I reported this to anyone else. I was so scared, they also pointed a gun at me," If Maki couldn't support his own body, he would definitely collapse to the floor. His girl almost lost her life last night, but he just made her feel even more hurt. That night, Maki could lose the woman he loves for the second time.

"By God, if I could save your mother's necklace, I would rather give up my belongings than cause you pain." You sobbed even harder, guilt filling you.

Maki realized that he hurt you, even after you had an incident. You should have been hugged and asked nicely why the necklace was missing. Maki couldn't even see when you were 'lying' you were shaking so much. Because he was already filled with a furious anger.

Suddenly, you felt a warm hug come to you. Maki hugged you tightly with tears that were no less tight than yours. "Screw that necklace, my mom would kill me if she were still alive for seeing me treat you like this, Y/N. Oh my gosh, up there he must have swore at me," He hugged your body tightly, he trembled violently imagining what it would be like if what he was hugging was your lifeless body.

He hurt you after you almost lost your life, he even threatened you by leaving you if you couldn't bring back his mother's necklace.

[lunicho]

Here r my thoughts !! I hope they’re ok bc I’m really sleepy rn so idk if they make sense lololll

K: def a dom

- like I CANT see him as a sub

- If u try to make him submissive he’ll just mock u n make fun of the things u say when ur with him

- You: “Stop making fun of me”

- K: “I thought this was normal sub behavior 😋😋”

Fuma: soft dom

- likes taking care of you n worries about ur pleasure first

- If u want to be the dominant one he doesn’t mind and let’s u

- Subby Fuma tho…mmm tastyyy

- a soft dom but can be a mean one if he’s feeling extra possessive

Nico: switch (or is it called vers? Like versatile? I forgot 😟)

- a little controversial(/j) but I’ll d!e on this hill

- He tries to be the dominant one all the time but if he goes more than 2 days without ur pussy he’s on his knees begging for you and is at your mercy

- He just wants to be good to you so he’ll want to be in control but every now and again he wants to be taken care of and have you make him feel so good

EJ: service top with a sprinkle of sub

- As much as I love subby Juju and making him tear up I see him more as a service top but the subby parts of him comes out and he ends up falling apart bc u feel so good around him when he was supposed to put you first

- I looooooveeee service top juju

Yuma: MEAN DOMMMMM

- he is MEAN

- He makes FUN OF YOU

- But the dick is so good you’ll only go to him (so basically the mean dom Yuma you always talk about LOL)

- He’s actually not mean which is the funny part 😭 when y’all aren’t having sex he’s so chill and easy to hang out with 😭 he just likes seeing you cry and whimper as he fucks you and calling you names is the fastest way to do it LOL

- I KNOW the jealous sex is so good bc he gets jealous and possessive so easily so if another man tries to make a move on you he is FUMING and he needs to fuck you as fast as possible

Jo: sub

- pov: ur at the “I love sub!Jo” contest and ur opponent is me 😋😋😋😋

- Sub!Jo is so beautiful in my mind like him just laying down while i have my mouth on him PLEASEEE

- He likes it when you praise him omfg praise kink Jo 😵‍💫 but that’s for another time

- Tbh I see him as the type of guy that’ll do anything for you so you can praise him

Harua: switch

- as you know I’m a switch!Harua truther

- This section won’t be long since I already talked about it it

- But bratty sub Harua 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

- Sassy dom Harua who knows how to control you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Taki: switch but u HAVE to hear me out

- every time I think of Taki most of the time it’s just pretty shiny sub Taki who wants all of your attention on him

- The type to D!E if you don’t take care of him and his raging boner /j

- Whines a lot 😵‍💫

- BUT LISTEN

- Recently…him and his “morality police” bit where he’s (playfully) telling the members to cover up and not wear revealing outfits

- Makes me think of mean dom Taki 😵‍💫 where you wear revealing and skimpy outfits to mess with him and he fucks you harddddd bc he knows you’re just trying to get his attention and to rile him up

Overall I also think that they’re all really possessive with the exception of Jo but those thoughts haven’t marinated long enough in my brain yet 😙

-😵‍💫

HOPE U GOT SOME REST BOO THANG, u came and u served and now its time for u to get the rest u so rightfully deserve bc this right here ‼️‼️

kei - okay so i do agree, he most often takes on a dominant role just because he enjoys it and it comes so naturally for him. BUT i had a convo with one of my moots (shout out mel 🙏����) where we explored the idea of subby kei and i think he's in there somewhere. he has the potential to be submissive but may not know how to go about it or how to commit to that fully which is why he'd rather be all snappy and mean and mock u about it and in other words that's why he kinda acts like a brat 🤷🏾‍♀️. but dom kei is so so real there's no denying that ☝🏾😌

fuma - YES. everyone who read my fuma a-z knows i agree cuz like duh, he's so soft dom to me but he has a love for being the submissive one. he may not be THE MOST submissive guy out there but being under u and being doted on is something he enjoys thoroughly. but yeah like u said ur his baby and his top priority so he loves taking care of u <3 subby fuma is incredibly delicious to think about if im so fr like idk

nico - i giggled. SWITCH NICHO IS SO REAL TO ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. ppl are too scared to play around with the idea of subby nicho but COME ONNNN u can't tell me this man wouldn't look and sound so good when he's getting edged and ur sucking him off or jerking him off or riding him like i can hear it so clearly in my mind how he'd suck in a breath thru his teeth and how he'll grunt and groan sm and how- yeah. also pussy obsessed nicho?? hello??? him not being able to be without pussy is so true i could say sm abt that but imma move on for everyone sake

juju - the way when i read his section the first time i went "NOOOOOO" but then i read it again and was like,,, oh wait kinda true tho. he leans so subby cuz of how well he listens and how obedient he is. he'll let u use him and grind against his face/ride his face, he'll let u pull his hair and get yourself off using his tongue like 😞. he's a service top cuz he likes making u feel good but i will never deny sub juju. i will never deny how pathetically hard he gets sometimes and how he Will tear up in front of u quicker than either of u could even process 😞

yuma - EXACTLY LMAOHSJS he's not actually mean or crazy at all like he is during sex which is what makes it hotter cuz he's so versatile. i do think that he can change up a lot and he can be soft and sweet at times too but he's just a rough sex enjoyer what can i say 🤷🏾‍♀️. i do wish ppl would fuck around with the idea of sub yuma more tho cuz i need people to feed me those thoughts like i wanna hear what ppl say so bad 😞 (teamies dom, sub, switch analysis but it's just me wanting people to explore the idea of sub teamies) AND THE JEALOUS SEX?? big yes he's sooo jealous and possessive sometimes like it's crazy 💔

jo - ?!?!?!?!?! $! $;! #;#;#? +#(#) #+#-(# like what like ?!?! $? ;$? $+($-# and why have u never come to my inbox abt sub jo?? didn't even know this was an agenda u had wtf??? LITERALLY okay. okay. let me control myself. i see him as a sub as well and i see him as the type who's a little naive but not necessarily in a bad way. he's just the type to follow you so blindly just bc ur his partner and he wants to do anything to please you so he can be ur good boy 😞 i could see the dom jo agenda but it's smth abt sub jo that feels so true to him 😞 he's so cute ugh

harua - yes 😞 i am aware of your switch rua agenda 🙏🏾 and honestly i think it's quite accurate i just cannot fully process harua as a dom like it just won't register in my mind so i always just think of him as a sub. and i always feel like he's not really like a brat he's just kinda moody and super needy and if he ever is bratty it's cuz of him acting up for your attention 😞

taki - ??!?!?!!!!! $;! $:$? $($(($$ okay so?!?!? fuck i literally agree like FUCKK 😭 taki can be so submissive to the point where if u told him to get on all fours and bark then he fucking would. this man will do anything for some pussy like im being so fr. he just might fall over and die if u haven't made him cum in a little while cuz he's like erm hello??? but he's such a good sub like genuinely 😞 but as a dom?? 😵‍💫😵‍💫 can't even properly process the thoughts that are happening in my mind but i just know he's rough and mean like u said, a little controlling too if im so so honest with u ohhh em geeeee. like maybe he only rlly doms on specific occasions or like maybe u both just switch often cuz i could see him needing someone who's willing to switch up regularly depending on your moods yk? (FUCK HOW'D THIS PARAGRAPH GET SO LONG??? i feel like i didn't even say anything 😭)

[kcake555]

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