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nicholasluvbot · 3 months ago

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EVERYTIME WE TOUCH ( &TEAM )

. . . o r ✶ &team when their s/o's love language is physical touch !

genre. gn!reader , est. rel , fluff wc. 2K ( around 200 words per member ) warnings. reader is shorter than k , jo is called 'pumpkin' (affectionately) requested. 'heyy i love your works sm <3 could you write headcanons for &team when their partner's love language is physical touch? that is, only if you want to! thank you <3 note. count how many times i've said 'kisses' for maki

— MASTERLIST !

loves it. loves it so so much. would let you cling to him like a koala and carry you around with him if you wanted, no questions asked.

when he first notices your love lang, he's delighted cause he loves physical touch just as much. "it's like we're meant to be!" he says.

gives you long hugs after bad days and never pulls away first. and since he's so much taller than you, expect soft kisses on the top of your head all the time.

doesn't mind when you give him bear hugs and refuse to let go in the morning, even if it means that he'll be late for work.

especially loves it when you're affectionate and touchy in public, or around the members, because that way everyone knows that he's yours.

his favorite moments are those when he makes you laugh so hard that you tumble into his arms, clutching your sides cause he's so funny that it hurts, and wraps his arms around you in a warm embrace to steady you. he's happy that he can make you laugh like this, because your laughter is the best sound in the world.

FUMA

would rarely ever initiate physical touch, but he loves it when you do and never rejects it.

you go for a hug before he leaves for work and he wraps his big arms around you in a bone-crushing hug that makes you want to never pull away and stays on your mind all day.

your hands are cold? he'll hold them till they're warm (lowkey doesn't wanna let go even after they're warmed up, but also doesn't want to come off as clingy so he reluctantly lets go). you feel tired? his shoulder is yours to rest your head on. you want attention when he's playing games? his lap is free for you to come and sit on anytime (plays with your hair or gives back rubs when you're feeling tired).

doesn't mind when you sleep with your head on his chest and wouldn't complain when you keep it that way all night, even if it makes his body sore the next day.

big baby who sulks when you're not being as touchy and follows you around asking questions like, "are you upset?" and "i'm sorry if i did something to make you mad, i promise i'll fix it."

and then you just can't take it anymore so you jump in his arms and smother him with kisses all over his face cause he's the most adorable boyfriend ever.

NICHOLAS

such a tease about it.

like you two would get into a silly argument over something stupid, and then when you go to him for cuddles, he's all like, "can't go a single day without my cuddles, can you sweetheart?" but wraps his arm around you anyways, pulling you closer.

always has his arm around your shoulder or on your lower back, guiding you through crowds or in social gatherings just so that everyone knows that you're the love of his life. it isn't much, but it makes your heart flutter even though he's done it countless times. it's just the effect he has on you.

tries to act nonchalant when he's doing something random and you just come cuddle him or snuggle against him, but inside he's all giddy.

"you know, you're pretty cute when you're all cuddly like this," he says with a smirk, trying to act like his heart isn't beating hard and fast. but you see him go red when you tilt your head to face him and say, "and you're pretty cute when you're not being a tease."

loves loves loves kisses. wants to start his day with one, and if he doesn't get it, turns into a grump until he gets a thousand kisses all over his face.

another one who loves it when you're touchy while the members are around, cause he gets to brag about it later like, "i'm literally dating the best person ever and you're not." (sometimes he has to hold back giggles cause, "aren't you just so adorable.")

EUIJOO

this boy is so clueless at the beginning of the relationship, its endearing. (but also kinda confusing)

when you first wrap your arms around him, he's just standing there awkwardly... he doesn't know what to do with his hands so they're just limp against his side... and his heart is beating so fast cause he adores you so much but doesn't know how to express it so he just ends up embarrassing himself (heart eyes from you but he doesn't notice)

you stop being as touchy, cause maybe he doesn't like it that much. but when he notices that you're distancing yourself he's just like :(( do you not love him anymore :(( are you upset about something :((

asks the members for advice and he gets laughed at (my baby), but probably ends up getting advice from the younger members (i feel like maki gives the best advice second to k)

and when he realises he's like oh!

after dating him for a while he becomes just as affectionate as you, cause if you like it and it makes you happy, he's gonna do it. for you.

also becomes a teeny tiny bit clingy as your relationship progresses, but when confronted about it, he'll strongly deny.

asks for kisses every minute. you ask him to open a jar or reach the top shelf, he'll do it if he gets a kiss in return. you want to know the date? okay, but you'll have to kiss him first.

sulks if he gets less than 10 hugs per day, and the only way to make up to him is hold him while he falls asleep and playing with his hair while placing soft kisses on his forehead. (you gladly do it)

YUMA

another tease. (but is actually more clingy than you)

whenever you hug him, you're immediately met with a smirk on his face and a teasing comment, but also doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around you and crushing you between them. (also never pulls away first)

also did i mention how clingy he is? needs to have his arms around all the time, needs kisses whenever you're around him. at some point you get tired of his demands for affection, even though its your love language (no you don't)

would never admit but loves being babied so so much.

turns red when he complains and you coo at him, bonus giggles if you stroke his chin, that boy is down bad for you

needs you to stroke his hair whenever you're hanging around the house. will literally go crazy if you don't do it.

the first time you ran your hands through his hair, his eyes fluttered shut as he sighed at your touch and shit, he was in love.

not big on pda, but holds your hand under tables and in crowds, or just has his arm around your shoulders, tracing circles or playing with your hair.

oh and if you ever tease him back about how he's also a softie for you, no cuddles for you that day!

doesn't hate it. doesn't love it.

would never, i mean never, initiate it. but he's all yours you can do whatever you want with him.

you wanna cuddle? his arms are always open. you wanna nomnomnom his cheeks? uhmm... sure.

your life-sized teddy bear. you can go and hug him, kiss him whenever you want, and he doesn't complain

very awkward at first, but as he gets comfortable around you, presses his cheek against your when you hug him, or nuzzles into your side.

gets all flustered when you hug him from behind, like you can feel him turn to putty in your arms.

if you ever miss any of your routine hugs or kisses, follows you around like a lost puppy all day because hey! you forgot his kiss, and he's sad now

doesn't say a word about it though, cause he's embarassed, but lightly tugs on your clothes to get your attention to the little pout on his face.

and when you just can't resist this pumpkin, you're all over him, smothering him with kisses and hugs and cuddles (and he's fighting for his life when you're doing all of this, cause he doesn't wanna burst into giggles)

HARUA

just like euijoo, also very awkward at first and makes you think does this guy even like me or what?

but in reality, he just adores you very much but doesn't wanna come off as clingy

even brushes (?) your touch off at times, even though he doesn't want but he's just not the best at reciprocating affection

but gets used to it very quick! now he wants a kiss every minute and is always hugging you

does not care if he gets teased by the members, he just wants love

lets you kiss his cheek all you want, cause have you looked at them? they're the softest, plumpest cheeks on the entire planet! (screams when you bite them, though)

asks for kisses every night, cause they help him rest better (rather than helping him sleep, they just leave his heart racing and his cheeks pink)

TAKI

he's also kind of touchy, but when you're affectionate, he turns into a stuttering, blushing mess!

but gets used to it pretty quick and soon he becomes demanding.

you refuse to kiss him cause you're eating? how dare you! you can't take away his kissing rights ˙◠˙

lets you bite him. you can bite his shoulder, his cheek or whatever; he doesn't even flinch.

rather, he bites back. harder.

cuddles with him are the best! cause he's so silly and makes you laugh till you're clutching your sides cause it hurts, but also so loving that the little pillow fights and tickles are followed by the best night's sleep.

kisses you all over your face and hands and neck when you're feeling down, till you're laughing and tell him to stop (he doesn't plan to, though)

the most needy boyfriend ever. always asking for hugs and if you say no (which you never do) he's gonna pull you in, wrap his arms around your waist to pick you up and spin you around till you're giggling.

treats you like his best friend and makes you the happiest person in the world, showers you with all the love and affection you want, because he wants to be the the best boyfriend ever (he already is)

MAKI

hand kisses. neck kisses. shoulder kisses. forehead kisses. nose kisses. sad kisses. happy kisses. angry kisses. sweet kisses. i love you kisses. i miss you kisses. hello kisses. goodbye kisses. rain kisses. beach kisses. sunset kisses. first kisses. hundredth kisses. playful kisses. hot kisses. cold kisses. kisses in the light. kisses in the dark. kisses. kisses. kisses. he just wants kisses.

you like physical touch? not more than him.

hugs. kisses. cuddles. hugs. kisses. cuddles. hugs. kisses. cuddles. that's all he wants his day to be. (all of them only from you, of course)

wraps his arms and legs around you to stop you from getting out of bed and away from him.

loves it when you kiss him to shut him up. as much as this boy loves yapping, he loves kisses more.

presses your cheeks together on cold days and holds your hand inside his pocket to keeps you warm

back hugs. all the time. you just have to face your back towards him, and then within the next few seconds, his arms are around your waist and his neck is chin is resting on your shoulder.

as much as he expresses his love for you by touch and affection, he also expresses the same amount through words. like saying 'i love you' in multiple languages all throughout the day, texting you about everything exciting that happened when you're away, or whenever he thinks of you, whispers sweet nothings to help you fall asleep.

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lovelynicho · 7 months ago

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&team reaction to - making out

pairing: &team x gn!reader

Genre: suggestive

Warnings: making out (obvi), includes Maki

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He likes to make out in bed. Lying on top of you, kissing you like a hungry animal. His hands touch every part of you he can reach and he likes it if you do the same. But after you take off his shirt and sees the spark in your eyes when you see his toned upper body, he holds both of your hands above your head so he can torture you. Then he kisses you again with the same intensity as before. Later he would travel down your neck with kisses. He likes to listen to you begging for him to finally let your hands go so you can touch him. I guess it is needless to say that he's definitely going to take things further.

Fuma

Fuma is a strong guy and he likes to use his strength. He likes to pick you up and put you on the nearest surface (maybe on the kitchen counter or a table) while kissing you. His hand travels up and down your body but he always ends up grabbing your thighs. He just loves thighs. Eventually he starts kissing your neck moaning into your skin whenever you pull on his hair. His voice is so deep, so hot it drives you crazy. He usually likes to take things further (maybe even on the kitchen counter).

Nicholas

Nicholas is a wild card. Like he LOVES to tease you. Just leaning in but as soon as your lips just barely touch he leans back immediately laughing at your offended expression. But after a while he just can't take it anymore and he has to kiss you properly and when he does he's not leaving your lips again. Also I think he likes to bite your bottom lip, just loves to hear the sound you make when he does that. His hands are probably on your butt. I'm convinced that he's an ass guy. Moans into the kiss when you touch him, especially when you touch his waist. When he feels that you're getting more hungry, your kiss is getting more intense, he just can't stop smiling against your lips. Although sometimes he just wants to make out most of the times he likes to take it to the bedroom.

I think EJ loves your chest. Don't ask why but he's just really into it. It doesn't matter if you have bigger boobs or not he just LOVES your chest. So when you two make out you are probably pushed against the wall his hands going up and down your body and he just pulls away with a grin on his face. He looks down and then back into your eyes and he keeps the eye contact as he starts to kiss down your neck, unbuttoning your shirt so he can have access to your chest. And then he just starts kissing it, all wet. He loves it when you pull on his hair while moaning, it drives him insane. It makes him moan into your skin which drives you insane. He probably wants to take things further but of course he understands if you're not in the mood.

Yuma

He's a cutie. He's always smiling whenever you initiate a make out session, it's an ego boost for him. He loves smiling into the kiss and loves when you do the same because it's his way to show you how much he enjoys making out with you. One of his hands is on your face the other is on your waist drawing circles on the skin underneath your shirt. He also likes it if you put your hands on his waist, under his shirt. He loves to feel you against his skin. But he also likes it when you put your hands in his hair especially if you pull on it. He might (definitely) moan into the kiss. He whispers sweet things to you like "you're so pretty/handsome" "I love the way you kiss". You only take things further if you insist, he won't push anything.

He's so cute even when making out. It always starts with a shy kiss, his hands slowly wrapping around your waist, touching you very carefully like you're made out of porcelain. When you start digging your hands into his hair he also becomes braver. He deepens the kiss as he's pulling your hips against his. One of his huge hands comes to cup your face, it is so soft but so hot at the same time. It's always up to you if you want to take things further because he's just too shy to ask, even if he really wants you.

Harua

I can picture Harua making out in two ways. One is when he's sitting on the couch or on the bed and you're in his lap kissing him with passion. He loveeeeees touching your ass and thighs. When he feels like it's time to do something else too he usually holds your hips firmly and makes you grind on him slowly making you both want more. The other way is similar but this time he's in your lap. He's so small I just feel like he loves to be in your lap, especially in a make out session. He likes to cup your face and neck then slowly make his hands' ways down so he can go up under your shirt, all this while your hands are wrapped around his waist. He really enjoys just making out without getting more heated, but if you want to he's never against the idea of doing more.

Taki

He's the one who likes to take risks. And by that I mean he likes to make out in public. In an empty hallway or a dressing room he likes to unexpectedly start kissing you. I think he's into agressive make out sessions which include lots of biting on lips and grabbing your waist. After a while he likes to go down to your collarbones. If you're in public (lots of times) he probably keeps one of his hands on your mouth so you don't make any noise. When you're in public you usually wait until you go home but sometimes you continue it wherever you are.

Maki

He loves your thighs. You usually make out in two ways. One is when you're standing and he puts one of his hands under one of your thighs so he can hold it next to his waist. He's kissing you aggressively while grabbing your thigh (his hand might or might not leave marks there). The other way is when he's sitting on a chair or on the couch and you're in his lap. His hands are going back and forth between your ass and thighs but always, ALWAYS ends up on your thighs. He likes it if you put your hands on his shoulders or arms. He's been working out a lot so please compliment him, tell him how strong he is, it will make him kiss you even harder!

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000-dotz · 4 months ago

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&team nsfw thoughts (based on birth chart observations) mdni.

headcanons | wc:

(!) please keep in mind that these are all assumptions made from a combination of research and my own personal knowledge of astrology! these are just general thoughts from their placements, but i may go more in depth in the future <3

kei ˚.♩ ᵎ

› kei has a knack for paying attention to every single thing during sex; every twitch of your body, every face you make, every sound that escapes your lips. he watches you like a hawk, silently taking in what makes you tick, where you’re the most sensitive, what you like and don’t like. he’s very intuitive and can sense what you need before you even know it yourself

› speaking of sounds, he loves when you’re loud in bed. he’ll quietly encourage you to let all of those sounds out, moving your hand away from your mouth so you can be a little bit louder for him. smiles at you when he angles himself just right and you whimper, reaching to hold onto any part of him you can reach

› kei is a giver. he lives to cater to your needs and take care of you. if you want to ride his face, he’s already laying down, reaching to position your thighs around his head. if you need him to be rough, he has no qualms with manhandling you, wrapping a hand around your throat as he slams into you from behind, whispering the dirtiest words in your ear. and if you want something soft and passionate, he’ll fuck you in missionary, chest to chest, his lips locked onto yours as he moans in between breaths, showering you in praise and love <3

› he takes the pretties nudes ever. always gets the lighting perfect with the best angle of his body. the pictures cut off right above his lips, shiny with his own saliva, his skin softly illuminated by a warm lamp, his hard cock resting on his stomach <3

› amazing with aftercare, like he will never halfass it. he wants to make you feel like the most important person in the world. lights a candle, runs a bath for you both and delicately helps you wash up, pressing kisses to your shoulders and neck. he’ll make sure you eat afterward too, so he’ll cook you something while you sit on the counter and watch him (and he’ll definitely end up between your legs to kiss you again because you just look so pretty) <3 and then he’ll hold you tight in his arms in bed with your legs tangled together under the sheets, humming you to sleep

› he would be into mutual masturbation and quickies!

fuma ˚. ♯ ᵎ

› fuma is very doting in bed. he consistantly checks in on you, placing his hand on your cheek to kiss you and whisper "feels good?" <3 smiles down at you when you struggle to find words, laces his fingers with yours, and fucks you even harder

› he gets really turned on by anything that involves your voice; when you whisper things in his ear, tease him, flirt with him, and phone sex. he loves being able to tell that you're touching yourself by how breathy your voice sounds and he'll touch himself to your voice as well, talking you through your orgasm before spilling into his own hand

› your mouth is his favorite body part on you. when your lips are stretched around his dick, his precum smeared across them... likes when you messily kiss him afterward before trailing the kisses down his neck <3 he's entranced when you put on chapstick or lipgloss in the mirror and you'll have to reapply it 100 times a day because he always kisses it off of you. he also has a tendency to watch your mouth while you talk

› getting you all shy and flustered turns him on so much. loves showering you in compliments until you can't meet his eyes, hiding your face behind your hands. he'll be eating you out and then mumble "you taste amazing" just to see you squirm

› he's always down to try out new things with you, and he encourages you to tell him about things you're interested in. he has no problem passing over control if you want to be more dominant one night, or if you want to be tied up and overstimmed until you're crying. he's pretty open, but you have to tell him what you want first!

› fuma can be very lighthearted in bed so don't be afraid to laugh or take breaks to just talk and catch your breath. things rarely ever get too serious (unless you want it to be!)

nicholas ˚. 𝄫 ᵎ

› nicho has really intense stamina. he likes to go for multiple rounds, make you cum multiple times, and he would spend the entire day in bed with you if he could. you just turn him on so easily, he can keep going as long as you are there

› boob guy, no matter the size. likes to kiss and mark you around your chest, pinch and suck your nipples. he'll might just put his head under your shirt and just mouth at your boobs to relax sometimes. he loves positions where your chest is eye level with him <3

› on the topic of positions, he also loves any position where he can see your face. he's huge on eye contact and that emotional intensity during sex, so he loves to watch your face and fuck you while kissing you as you moan into his mouth. he also likes to bury his head in your neck and mark you up or just rest his lips against your skin

› nicho is a switch, but in either position, he needs to feel needed and wrapped in your love. if he's subbing, he likes when you shower him with praise and compliment his body. if he's domming, he likes to take care of you, giving you all of his attention and care. says things like "my baby", "so pretty", "you're doing so good for me", "just a little more, okay?"

› he lets out a lot of his emotions during sex, so if he's particularly stressed or pent up, he can be pretty rough during sex. slapping your ass, tangling his hand in your hair, pressing your body into the mattress as he fucks you hard and deep. he'd also be really loud, unable to control the sounds leaving his lips because he's so lost in the feeling

› also!!! he likes make up sex, edging, and dacryphilia <3

euijoo ˚. ♫ ᵎ

› he has such a thing for tummies <3 he likes to kiss and mark up your stomach, place his hand over your stomach when he's fucking you, or nuzzle his face into your stomach when his head rests in your lap

› cockwarming with juju is so relaxing, and it's his favorite thing to do when you have some alone time. just feeling your warmth around him as he holds you in his lap, surrounded by your scent. he could fall asleep nestled inside of you if you let him.

› sub-leaning switch juju! nothing gets him more riled up than you telling him what to do, guiding him, praising him for how well he pleases you... loves when you talk him through his orgasms or shut up him by grabbing his chin to slam your lips together

› morning sex!!! juju is a fan of anything romantic, especially because it takes him a while to really let his guard down around his partner. it's something about how he's so pliant in the morning, and how you treat him so gently as you whisper into his ear. he cums so fast while he's half-asleep, his moans quiet and soft as he holds on to you <3

› most of the time, he turns to sex to destress, so he really lets his walls down around you. he may be a little high-strung during the day, but as soon as he's in bed with you, he lets everything go. he can get a little mentally floaty, completely lost in the feeling of you riding him and only incoherent words will leave his lips... his brain turns off during sex becuse he knows that after he takes care of everyone else all day, you're there to take care of him

› he secretly (not-so-secretly) wants to try out sex toys with you, giving and reciving. vibrators, dildos, cock rings, and stuff like that

yuma ˚. ø ᵎ

› yuma is a dom-leaning switch, but when he's subbing, he's such a brat. he's all hard on the outside, but soft on the inside so he'll say things that he knows will rile you up because it's fun to him, but as soon as you push him up against the wall with your leg between his, he turns obedient as ever

› the quickest way to turn him on is to worship his body. usually, he hates receiving too many compliments because he never knows how to respond, but when you're licking his nipples and kissing the beauty marks on his waist as you tell him how pretty he is... he's a goner

› his favorite passtime is making out with you. he likes to have you underneath him with his body between your spread legs, his mouth heavy and hot on yours. nips at your bottom lip and slips his tongue into your mouth when you gasp, swallowing up all of your moans. you can feel how hard he is when he's pressed up against your core, subtly grinding down against you as his arms cage you in <3

› he has a thing for positions where you're doing the work. loves when you ride him, or if he's fucking you from behind, he'll tell you to work for it, watching you through a daze as you fuck yourself on his cock

› likes to choke you and be choked. he finds you so cute when he wraps his hand around your neck to pull you in for a kiss... he smiles against your lips when you whimper, your hand reaching up to grab onto his arm... and he loves it even more when you wrap your hand around his neck while you ride him, his entire body completely at your mercy, your fingers hot against his skin

› can cum in his pants from you kissing his neck alone. his moans get really breathy and high when you palm his through his pants as you lick and bite at his neck <3

jo ˚. ♪ ᵎ

› loyal sub. he will do anything you tell him to as soon as you tell him to. his only goal is to make you happy and he glows when you tell him that you're proud of him. loves head pats, being rewarded with kisses, and praise praise praise!

› jo has so much sex appeal, but he's not aware of it at all. he could wear a tight fitting shirt one day and would be confused (and incredibly turned on) when you say you want to fuck him in it </3

› being the center of your attention is everything to him. he gets so squirmy when you compliment his looks, licking the base of his cock as you hold eye contact, running your nails over his thighs... he likes feeling swallowed up by your gaze because even though he's so big, you manage to make him feel so small

› his hands shake a lot when he feels too good, so he likes when you move his hands from your waist to interlace your fingers, squeezing them reassuringly before guiding them to your boobs. he watches you in awe when you're on top, completely enamoured with how well you take his cock <3

› jo loves being in between your legs. likes to just mindlessly eat you out, humming against your folds when you tug at his hair. kisses and sucks on your clit untilyour legs are shaking and his chin is dripping with your release <3 his face and ears get so flushed too, especially when you wrap your legs around his head and make it harder for him to breathe

› he'll cum so fast if you drag your nails down his back. he's super sensitive around his spine, especially the base of his spin and his neck, so feeling the dull pain of your nails digging into his skin there is enough to push him over the edge <3

harua ˚. ♮ ᵎ

› with harua, foreplay is essential. making out while his hands explore every part of your body, moaning into your mouth when your fingers brush over his neck and waist... he gets so turned on by the fact that you are touching him everywhere except where he needs you most, and he'll subtly try to rut against your thigh when he gets too needy

› harua loves, loves, loves your legs. he kind of loses it when you wear shorts or skirts! places his hand on your thigh and brushes his fingers over your skin mindlessly if you're sitting next to him... loves trailing kisses down your legs, nipping at your inner thigh before kissing you over your panties before innocently smiling up at you <3

› harua can get a little jealous at times, so he gets really turned on when you claim him and show him off. introducing him to everyone as your boyfriend, your baby, just yours... he'll drop to his knees as soon as you tell him to

› when harua is close, he has no filter at all. compliments and repeated words tumble out of his mouth, his eyes squeezed shut as he says he's close and that you feel so good... definitely one to suddenly confess his love for you as he cums

› he needs a deep, emotional connection with his partner in order to be intimate with them, and with that comes clingy harua. he needs to have a hand on you during sex at all times, whether it be with his arms wrapped around you, a hand on your waist or the nape of your neck... he just needs you close to him

› if he's feeling overwhelmed, he cries easily during sex. especially when you're handling him so lovingly, praising him, telling him how much you love him as you stroke his cock <3 he can't hold back his tears because he just loves you so much

taki ˚. ♬ᵎ

› taki loves to be the one to take your clothes off. he wants to kneel down to take off your shoes before kissing up your legs, his eyes locked on yours the entire time. he likes to worship your body, slowly lifting up your shirt as he kisses each span of revealed skin <3

› he's very experimental and he'll try anything you want at least once. he's not really scared of anything if it involves pleasing you. if you want him to wear a collar, he'll happily sit in between your legs as you clip it on him. or if you want to use a vibrator on him until he's shaking, he'll cum as many times as you want

› taki has a lot of versitality when it comes to sex. he can be really enthusiatic sometimes, fucking your mouth with his tongue as he pounds into you, his hands feverishingly traveling all over your body... and then he has these moments where he just wants to spoon fuck you from behind, wrapping you up in his arms as he softly kisses the shell of your ear <3

› he can get pretty possessive and has a tendency to bite. a lot. you'll pull down the collar of your shirt the next day and see your chest covered in marks. he has to physically hold himself back from marking you up everywhere </3 he just can't help himself

› dry humping! he likes when you're both still fully clothed, rutting against each other desperately. sneaks a hand up your shirt to hold on to your waist as you move your hips against him... and he always ends up cumming in his pants so quickly. but he likes overstimulation and will let you use him to get yourself off too

› he's very verbal in bed, so lots of dirty talk and cursing. half the time, he doesn't even realize how loud he is, and you have to shove your fingers in his mouth or kiss him to shut him up <3

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lunicho · 10 months ago

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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 🤷🏾‍♀️

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3vergr3en · 1 month ago

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hello nanaa!! It's been awhile 😞 but anyways I'm really craving fluff and some &team smau so since you've done &team with a tsundere partner, can you do one &team with a deredere (someone who is affectionate or very clingy basically) partner this time?? take your time and thank youu <3

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&Team dating an overly affectionate!girlfriend SMAU💋

(🌸) PAIRING . ot9 x deredere!fem!reader

(💕) CONTENT . nothing but sickening fluff <3

(💭) A/N . guys. it's been a fat minute ngl 😭 school starting again has literally butt-booty fucked me and NOT in a good way. ALSO. HIIIII BABYYYY I'VE MISSED YOUUU, 🦦 ANONNNN <333

(just incase if you cant tell, i REALLY miss fetus maki 🤧)

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nichoswag · 1 year ago

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cuddling with &team

pairing: bf! &team x gn reader

warnings: cuddling, kisses, lots of fluff

song rec: sweet - cigarettes after sex

°•☆ kei

yudai likes holding you to his chest, your face pressed into his neck. he rubs your back and rests his head on the pillow above your head, pressing soft little kisses atop your crown.

"take a nap with me, hmm?"

°•☆ fuma

fuma cuddles you on his lap. you sit in his lap, facing forward as he holds your waist against his front. leans down every once in a while to press warm, gentle kisses against your neck.

"wanna watch tv? you can pick the show, darling."

°•☆ nicho

nicholas makes you to lay directly on top of him. when he wants to cuddle, he'll pull you so you're laying on top of him, head resting where his chest meets his collar. press kisses against his collarbone and he will meow like a cat.

"wah, that tickles! lemme just hold you, baby."

°•☆ euijoo

juju cuddles you in any way he can. one day it'll be him laying on your chest and holding your waist, and then next he'd want you to lay on him. changes cuddling methods based on who needs comfort.

"come closer, angel. you can use my arm as a pillow.

°•☆ yuma

yuma doesn't care how you cuddle, he just needs to be holding you. you could be laying on top of him, next to him, or even spooning but he has his arms wrapped around you at all times. he kisses your whole face to fluster you.

"sweetie, come here! i wanna hold you~"

°•☆ jo

jo lays partially on you. his arms are wrapped tightly around your waist as his head lays on your chest. please play with his hair. will fall asleep like that but it's okay because he's your personal blanket.

"let me lay like this, ____. i wanna sleep here."

°•☆ harua

harua mainly cuddles you when you're tired, because he thinks you're the most cute like that. he also worries about you so he'll hug you to his chest until you can fall asleep. once you fall asleep, he'll secretly kiss your cheek.

"go to sleep, honey. you're tired."

°•☆ taki

with taki, it doesn't matter what way you cuddle because you will wake up in the most random positions imaginable. you've gone to sleep the little spoon and woken up to him directly on top of you, sprawled out like a spider. it's okay bcuz you luv him <3

"sorry for hitting you in the face while i was asleep, bubs. i could make up for it in cuddles?"

°•☆ maki

maki hugs you when you cuddle. whether you're facing towards him or away from him, he's clutching you tightly. his favorite way to cuddle is when you're facing him and your arms are wrapped around each other, both hugging. presses kisses to your face randomly.

" 'm tired, babe. wanna cuddle?"

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lovelyjuju · 8 days ago

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𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 - &𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦

&team x reader (seperately)

genre: fluff <3

warnings: none

word count: ~ 400-500 per member

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── .✦ k (453 words)

k walked you up the steps to your door, his warm hand in yours contrasting the cold of the night. the two of you stopped under the soft glow of the porch light. it wasn't until you turned around to face him that you noticed how close he was, the warm spice of his cologne mixing with the cool air.

"thank you for tonight k, i had a really good time," you said a little sheepishly.

he smiled, that shy, almost boyish smile he flashed when he was nervous but didn't want you to know. "i had a good time, too," he replied softly.

the night had been perfect – your conversation flowing easily over dinner, and his fingers brushing yours a little too often to be accidental. and now, as you stood there, neither of you wanting to be the one to say goodbye, you felt the soft flutter of anticipation settling between you.

k’s gaze drifted from your eyes to your lips, lingering there for a heartbeat too long. his thumb gently sweeped over your knuckles, as he asked,

"can i kiss you good night?"

suddenly your cheeks felt warm, despite the cool night wind. his words were gentle, almost hesitant, and something in you ached at how he asked, like he gave you every chance to say no. instead, you nodded, your breath catching as he let out a soft exhale, relief in his smile.

k’s hand rised to brush against your cheek, his fingers tracing along your skin with a touch so light it sent a shiver down your spine. you closed the gap between you, and then his lips met yours, soft and searching, like he was savoring each second. his kiss tasted faintly of peppermint, warm and so comforting that it made you lean in just a bit closer, your hand resting on his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath your fingertips.

for a moment, it was just the two of you in this tiny world under the porch light. the gentle pressure of his hand against your cheek, the soft warmth of his lips, his fingers threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss just enough to make your heart skip a beat.

when he finally pulled back, you caught the smallest, softest smile on his lips. you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks, but you couldn't look away.

“i’ve wanted to do that all night,” he murmured, a little self-conscious but unmistakably sincere.

you mirrored his shy smile, “i’m glad you did now.”

k chuckled, his fingers brushing over yours one last time before he let go. he stepped back, giving you a final smile before heading down the steps.

"good night, y/n."

other members under the cut!

── .✦ fuma (454 words)

"close your eyes," you instructed, not even trying to hide your grin. you were probably more excited about your surprise to your best friend than he was, but he obeyed and closed his eyes.

you took his hand, carefully placing the small box inside before letting go and telling him to open his eyes again.

he followed your instructions, looking at the box with a hint of confusion, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"you're supposed to open it," you said with a playful laugh.

fuma opened the box, and his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. "tada!" you said with a bright, excited smile.

he examined the pokémon figure more closely, almost as if checking to see if it was real.

"how did you– ?"

"i found a store the other day that sold the mystery boxes they come in," you explained, a bit sheepishly. "i really wanted you to open it, but i couldn’t resist peeking. and i knew this was the one you were missing, so...”

fuma looked at you, his smile growing wider. "did you know this one’s super rare? most people barely pull it," he said, his voice full of admiration. "you’re my lucky charm."

his words sounded platonic, but they felt like so much more – like they carried an unspoken weight. heat rose to your cheeks and you quickly looked down, hoping he hadn’t noticed. but he was too wrapped up in the excitement of his new collection piece to catch it. his face lit up, a smile as wide as a child’s in a candy store.

"thank you so much, really," he said, still beaming. "i was only missing this one, and i kept getting duplicates of the others and– my god, i could kiss you!" he babbled on, too caught up in his excitement to realize the slip of his words.

your head shot up again, though your face only got redder.

"you could what?"

your question pulled fuma's focus back to you. "what?"

his face paled when he realized what he'd said. "i–... i'm sorry, i..." his voice trailed off, not quite sure what to say.

you swallowed your nervousness and, with a steadying breath, asked him, "why don’t you do it?"

this time, it was his turn to look at you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushing with color. yet, despite his surprise, he stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek as he softly traced his thumb over your skin.

"are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

instead of replying, you brought your hands to his shoulders, pulled him down a little and stepped on your tippy toes to connect your lips in a soft kiss.

── .✦ nicholas (437 words)

the loud music threatened to burst your eardrums, making you sigh again. you might have enjoyed the party – hadn't your friend dragged you here and then left you alone as soon as her boyfriend appeared.

she'd be back in five minutes, she'd said. over forty five minutes had passed since then, and she was still nowhere to be seen. you'd be worried if she'd been alone, but you knew she wasn't, so you felt rather annoyed – contemplating if you should just head home.

that's when you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, a familiar scent flooding your senses. "there you are," nicholas said, scooting a bit closer to you. you had been on two dates with him before, but you weren't aware he'd be here tonight. you would have agreed to the party immediately.

"nicholas?" you asked in confusion, "i didn't know you'd be here."

his lips curved into a playful grin. "well, i’m always up for a surprise. and speaking of which, there’s something i want to show you."

he stood up and reached out his hand. you took it, trying to ignore the butterflies that mingled in your stomach, and followed him outside the living room and up the staircase.

the cool night air brushed against your skin as he opened the door. you followed him outside, your gaze meeting his in confusion.

"it’s my best friend’s place, i know how to get to the rooftop." he explained before you could ask. "you didn’t seem comfortable back there, so i thought you might feel better here." his voice softened with a hint of sheepishness.

the thoughtfulness behind his words warmed your chest, despite the chilly air. still, after standing together for a while, just taking in the view of the starry sky above and the glowing city below, the cold began seeping through your clothes.

"i do feel better here, thanks, nico," you said, doing your best to hide the shiver running through you. "the view is beautiful."

nicholas turned to face you, his expression softening as he took off his jacket. without a word, he draped it around your shoulders, but kept his hands on it. he looked down at you, the warmth of his touch mingling with the crisp night air.

"yeah, it is," he replied softly, leaning down just enough for you to feel his warm breath on your skin.

the butterflies were rioting by now, but you stepped a little closer.

"may i?" nicholas whispered, and you nodded softly, almost shyly.

without a second thought, he pulled you closer by his jacket and brushed his lips over yours.

── .✦ ej (425 words)

the soft crunch of leaves under your feet filled the air as you and euijoo walked through the park. you’d met earlier that day at a nearby café that had just opened, but even after spending hours together in the cozy, warm-lit space, neither of you had wanted to part ways just yet. so when he'd suggested a walk through the park, you’d agreed without hesitation.

there was a slight distance between you as you walked, yet every so often, euijoo’s fingers brushed yours . the tiny, accidental touches sent a rush of goosebumps up your arms (which, naturally, you blamed on the cool autumn breeze).

euijoo turned to you, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “do you have plans for the weekend?”

you looked up, meeting his eyes and shaking your head, already feeling excited at the thought of spending more time with him.

his lips curved into a soft, almost shy smile, and he hesitated a moment before asking, “would you... maybe like to come over? we could make hot chocolate, try out some fall recipes, maybe watch a few movies?” he hurriedly added, “o-only if you’re comfortable coming to my place, of course!”

your heart fluttered – not just at the thought of spending another cozy evening together, but at the care in his voice, the way he seemed so intent on making sure you felt safe and comfortable.

“i’d love that, euijoo,” you replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across your face. he smiled back, his eyes crinkling slightly at the edges.

you were so caught up in each other that neither of you realized you’d stopped walking until the sharp ring of a bicycle bell jolted you back. before you could react, euijoo’s hands found your arms, and he gently pulled you closer to make space for the cyclist.

the biker whizzed past, but euijoo’s hands stayed on your arms, his touch ever so soft. when you looked up, you found yourself pressed lightly against his chest and you swore you could hear his heartbeat under the thin fabric of his sweater – just a bit faster than healthy.

you opened your mouth to apologize, but he shook his head, his gaze warm and unwavering, fingers lingering as if reluctant to let you go. instead, he pulled you a little closer, his face dipping toward yours, his cheeks painted with a faint, rosy flush.

your heart hammered in your chest, and before you could second-guess it, you rose up on your toes, softly brushing your lips against his.

── .✦ yuma (420 words)

the sound of your laughter caused yuma's head to shoot in your direction. "i told you you'd like the movie," he stated, the sound of his voice slightly teasing.

you rolled your eyes but suppressed a grin, "it's not even that good."

yuma grinned, an unmistakable glint of mischief flashing in his eyes. before you could react, his hands darted to your sides, fingers pressing into your ribs just enough to make you squirm.

“wait– yuma, no!” you squealed, immediately dissolving into laughter as he tickled you mercilessly. your protests turned into helpless laughter, your hands failing as you tried to push him away, but he just laughed, not letting up.

“admit it!” he pressed, his face lighting up with an amused grin as he kept going.

“never!” you gasped between giggles, desperately twisting to escape his grasp. somehow, in the midst of your playful struggle, he managed to get a better hold, pinning you down gently as he continued to tickle you.

“say it!” he insisted, grinning down at you.

"fine! you’re right!” you gasped out, breathless. “you win, you win!”

he stopped, both of you still laughing as you caught your breath. but as the laughter died down, the room seemed to fall silent – the sound of the movie playing only a faint background noise. that’s when yuma noticed the way you looked up at him, breath still coming in short bursts from the tickling. when he noticed how close you were. his face softened, and his hands stilled, staying gently on either side of you as he leaned over, his gaze dropping to your lips.

the playful energy shifted and you could feel the warmth radiating from him, your heart racing in a way that had nothing to do with the tickling. his expression turned almost uncertain, a hesitation in his eyes as he seemed to hold his breath.

just as he was about to back way, you grabbed his shirt to pull him back down and tilted your head up, closing the space between you. the movement seemed to surprise him, his breath catching as your lips brushed softly against his. for a heartbeat, he stayed still, then slowly relaxed, leaning in to return the kiss, his hands shifting from your sides to cradle your face with a gentle warmth.

the world outside faded, the movie long forgotten, as you melted into the kiss. when he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled, a slight blush dusting his cheeks.

“so… does this mean i won twice?”

── .✦ jo (425 words)

the comfortable silence between you and jo was only interrupted by the soft scratching of your pencils. you were sitting across each other on his kitchen table, papers and drawing utensils spread out between you, as you were both absorbed in your own work.

you two had met at the beginning of semester in an art class, and although neither of you talked much, you instantly clicked. you had started hanging out after classes, and tonight he'd invited you over to just do what you loved the most. you both enjoyed working on your own pieces while stll not being alone.

you felt grateful for these quiet moments, the kind where words weren’t necessary. being here, both of you working with that same, silent intensity, filled you with a sense of ease. somehow, being near jo made everything feel right, even the silence.

the two of you were leaning over your drawings, your heads almost touching. every time you looked up at him, a smile tugged at your lips as you noticed the little things you shared – like how he tilted his head the same way you did when concentrating, or pressed his lips together just like you often did. finding jo felt like finding another version of yourself.

you turned your focus back to the paper in front of you, continuing your sketch, when a strand of hair fell out of your bun and onto jo's drawing.

he stopped drawing and looked up from his paper, only to realize how close your faces were when you looked up as well. your eyes immediately met his, and for some reason, you couldn't look away this time. for a moment, the world outside faded; there was only jo, his gaze so gentle that it made your heart skip a bit.

he let go of his pencil and brought his hand up to gently tuck the loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes only leaving yours to glance down at your lips for a split second before you got lost in them again.

his hand lingered on your cheek for another second, but let go when he saw the slightest flush of pink on your cheeks.

time seemed to stop when he leaned in just a tiny bit, waiting almost shyly for your reaction. his action made the pull you'd already felt towards him even stronger, so you reciprocated it.

jo met you halfway, closing the bit of distance that was left between you, and gently placed his soft lips on top of yours.

── .✦ harua (420 words)

you picked up the pace, walking a little faster as the sky above you turned darker and darker. big, gray clouds covered the sky, daring to break into heavy rain any second.

"i took so long to straighten my hair," you sulked, drawing a little chuckle from harua.

you were still too far from home and you knew you wouldn't make it before it would start pouring, but you still walked faster.

as the first drop of rain fell onto harua's glasses, he took off his jacket and carefully draped it over your head, making sure to cover as much of your hair as possible.

you felt a comforting warmth, not only from his jacket and the faint scent of his perfume on the piece of clothing, but from the action itself – the fact that he'd made sure to cover your hair only cause you'd complained about the effort you'd put into them.

as the rainfall started to become heavier – and you glanced over to see harua's hair already slightly dampened, the fabric of his sweater daring to soak up – you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a closed store, finding shelter under its small front porch.

you pressed your back against the door to offer him as much space as possible, but although you two already stood unnervingly close, the raindrops continued to fall onto harua's back.

"thank you for the jacket," you broke the silence, your voice barely audible above the plattering of the rain. harua smiled softly and grabbed your wrists as you attempted to take his jacket off your head to give it back to him.

"keep it, it's cold," he replied, his voice as soft as the look in his eyes.

you looked up at him as if asking if he was sure, and without a word, he gave you a reassuring smile. his eyes locked with yours, only interrupted by a glance down to your lips that didn't last longer than three seconds.

your heart started pounding heavier against your chest as you noticed, and you titled your head up just slightly, as if testing the waters.

harua seemed to understand, your action being the only thing he needed to know you were thinking the same, and lowered his head to meet yours – your lips just inches away, but he hesitated.

you brought your shaking hands up to his cheeks, gently pulling him down to close the distance between you, and finally feeling his soft, slightly wet from the raindrops, lips on yours.

── .✦ taki (430 words)

the photobooth’s red curtain slid shut behind you as you and taki squeezed onto the small bench. you’d spent the past hours hopping from one arcade game to another, challenging each other to an nearly endless rivalry of skee-ball, air hockey, and crane games. as the day wound down, taki had grinned, pointing out the photobooth in the corner.

“you know what's the third date tradition, right?” he'd grinned, but you hadn't taken it seriously, as you'd slipped into the booth with barely enough room for two.

the machine counted down, the screen flashing a get ready! message in bold letters. the two of you pulled silly faces for the first couple of pictures, laughing between each flash. but as the screen showed the countdown for the final photo, taki glanced at you, his expression shifting from playful to something softer. his eyes met yours with a question hidden in them.

“can i… kiss you?” he asked, his voice quiet against the noise of the arcade outside.

your heart skipped a beat, a flurry of butterflies taking over as you looked at him, his face just inches from yours in the tiny space. but the machine was already ticking down the last few seconds, the numbers flashing on the screen, ready to snap its final shot.

without thinking, you leaned in, closing the gap between you with a quick, soft kiss just before the camera flashed. you pulled back, catching the flicker of surprise and warmth in his eyes, your heart still racing.

taki blinked, a bit dazed, and then let out a soft laugh. “wow. you barely even gave me a chance to finish asking.”

you shrugged, cheeks warm as you leaned back against the booth wall. “the machine doesn’t wait,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

he grinned back, still seeming a little dazed. “can’t argue with that logic.”

the photos printed with a soft whir, and taki grabbed the strip, studying the last picture with a smile. in it, your lips were just barely touching, your eyes closed, his hand blurry as he'd moved it up to cup your cheek, and you couldn’t help but blush as you looked over his shoulder.

“i guess the photobooth captured our first kiss,” he said, his voice soft, a small, slightly shy smile on his face.

you replied with a nod, your own smile widening as you glanced back up at him.

he grinned, slipping the photo strip into his pocket. “i think we’ll have to come back here and get one for each date.”

── .✦ maki (492 words)

"kiss y/n or wash the dishes."

your eyes widened at taki's words.

"what?" you and maki asked in unison, your voices equally shocked.

your heartbeat quickened. you'd had a crush on maki for a while now, though you'd never admit that, and you couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement bubble up in your stomach.

maki furrowed his brows, looking everywhere but your direction, and slowly shook his head after some moments of hesitation.

everyone started cheering, happy to have skipped washing the dishes for another day, but you just blinked in confusion. the excitement made way to another feeling that felt suspiciously much like disappointment.

you stayed silent until the round finished and slipped away to the bathroom as the game wrapped up. maki’s gaze followed you until you disappeared behind the door, and he sighed softly.

while the others headed to the living room, maki stayed behind in the kitchen, starting to rinse the plates and bowls.

when you returned, you glanced around and asked, voice a bit unsteady, "where did everyone else go?" sure he wouldn’t hear you, you were surprised when maki looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time since backing out of his dare. he turned off the water to reply, “they’re in the living room.”

you nodded and started to turn toward the door, but maki quickly dried his hands and stepped over, reaching to catch your arm. “wait, y/n… are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"yes. i just didn't think i'm so unkissable that you prefer washing the dishes of ten people," you said with a chuckle that sounded more forced than intended.

"no!" he protested. then, with surprising seriousness, he added, “i just… didn’t want our first kiss to happen over a silly dare.”

"don't explain, maki, i totally get it, i–", you began, but stopped short as his words sank in. "wait. what do you mean 'our first kiss'?"

maki sighed. he wished he could somehow back out from this but there was no logical excuse for what he'd said, so he decided to go with the truth.

his cheeks flushed a little, and he looked down briefly before confessing, “i… like you. i have for a while now. nico said he was sure you felt the same way. and… well, a game just didn’t seem like the right time for a first kiss.”

you felt your heartbeat pick up, and a smile tugged at your lips as you took a small step closer. "would now be a better time?” you asked softly.

maki’s eyes widened a bit, a flicker of hope crossing his face. “what… do you mean?”

you chuckled, genuinely this time. “that i like you too, idiot.”

a smile spread across his face as his eyes softened. “in that case… i’d say now is perfect,” he murmured, lifting his hands to gently cup your cheeks and leaning in until his lips met yours. <3

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byeuijoo · 1 year ago

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comforting gesture 𐀔 &team

genre : purely fluff ⋆ warnings : absolutely none ⋆ wc : 876

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k ⭒ forehead kisses

he's a tall guy, and i think that's already something reassuring and comforting. but when his warm hands slide over your cheeks, and he places a protective kiss on your forehead : that's when you really feel cleansed of all bad vibes. k is the kind of boyfriend you can trust completely and who gives you a constantly reassuring, benevolent aura. which is why, whenever he thinks you need it, he follows his instincts and places a soft, warm kiss on your forehead.

fuma ⭒ back hug

you admire fuma for his presence and his ability to take care of others, but what you like best about him is his big arms mixed with his pretty cute face. so you obviously love it when he comes sliding up behind you to wrap your body in his comforting muscular arms, resting his chin on your shoulder as he cuddles you. sometimes you talk about anything and everything — especially if you're cooking at the same time, but other times you remain silent, simply enjoying each other's presence.

nicholas ⭒ grabbing you by the waist

whenever nicholas is near you, you can expect his hand to hang around your waist. you're out with friends? he guides your footsteps into his, holding you by the waist. you go shopping together? he holds you by the waist so you don't get lost. you're quietly preparing dinner? and suddenly a hand slips around your waist. but you don't care, you even like it more than you'd like to admit — because his hand around you makes you feel completely his, and constantly protected and safe.

euijoo ⭒ smiling into kisses

you don't know if he does it naturally or just to get rid of his shyness, but euijoo often pauses between kisses to let a smile form on his lips. it's one of the many things you love about him. and you're definitely not saying that because you fell in love with his smile — but because it proves that your hands on his cheeks and your warm kisses have a certain effect on him, and more particularly on his heart, which resonates unceasingly against yours. then, spend your time kissing him just to feel his lips stretch into a smile against yours, has become one of your favorite moments of the day.

yuma ⭒ peppering kisses all over your face

you like to have free time with your boyfriend, because that means you'll get an avalanche of kisses. yuma is the kind of friend who'll plant kisses all over your face, leaving no spot untouched. your eyelids, your nose, your cheekbones, your jaw, your forehead, your temples, ending with your lips — nothing escapes the softness of her lips, and you find that extremely reassuring. no matter how many times he kissed your skin, you never stop getting butterflies in your stomach, to the point of smiling like an idiot.

jo ⭒ exchanging smiles from across the room

everyone knows that jo isn't much of a talker, but what he does best is to offer you the most beautiful of his smiles. no matter where he is, you can always find him with your eyes and lose yourself in his most precious smiles, because he's got that smile that makes your heart skip a beat, that makes you want to smile instantly, and makes you fall in love a little bit more. especially when you feel like you're lost in a crowd of people, rushing through their daily routine, and you need to find an anchor to get you out of there. and that's when you meet his gaze, and exchange the most comforting of smiles before you find each other again.

harua ⭒ playing with your hair

it's something harua often does, twirl a strand of your hair between his fingers wherever, whenever and however he wants. sitting next to you, waiting behind you, cuddling in bed.. every opportunity is good for him to play with your hair. even when you're having dinner, on the kitchen island, and he's just listening intently as you tell him about your day, and his hand slips mechanically into your hair to twist it around his index finger — and of course you don't say anything, because you're so used to it that it seems completely natural.

taki ⭒ rubbing his thumb over your knuckle

one thing taki likes to do the most is holding your hand. and he does it all the time : in class when he's behind you, in the street when you're out, in a department store to avoid getting you lost in the crowd.. his hand is glued to yours at this point. but you don't mind, because it's as if your hand was made to be joined to his, and you feel it even more when he strokes your knuckles with his thumb during a date. this simple gesture has a strange effect on your heart — and it keeps sending butterflies to your stomach.

maki ⭒ squeezing your hand reassuringly

one thing you really appreciate about maki is his ability to read you like an open book — and even if it can sometimes be restrictive, in moments of stress, you like him to be able to understand you without the slightest difficulty. no matter when or where, you don't know how he does it, but his hand always reaches for yours. and that simple touch has a calming effect on you, especially when he exerts a gentle pressure around your fingers, as if to whisper to you that he's there and everything will be all right.

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2myl0ver · 1 year ago

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🫧 lunch break 🫧

💭 PAIR. reader x &team kei

💭 WORD COUNT. 415

💭 GENRE & CONTAINING. fluff & crack, mentions of food!

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you were sitting in class when you felt someone nudging your shoulder from behind, you looked back to see kei, your boyfriend handing you a piece of folded paper. kei watched as you took it and put it in your pocket, avoiding your teacher scolding you or kei.

soon enough, you stood up as you heard the bell ring for lunch, heading to the bathroom to freshen up. once you got there, you were fixing your clothes and felt the piece of paper in your pocket, you took it out and saw the words "do you wanna eat lunch together?". shoot. I should've opened it earlier you thought to yourself.

"I just opened the letter, sorry. where are you?" read the words on your phone, you'd hope he wasn't upset at you when you texted.

ding!

"it's fine! i had to get some work done as well. I'm at the canteen" you let out a sigh of relief when you read his response, "I'll meet you there!"

once you arrived at the canteen, you immediately search for kei, finding him sitting at a table with two plates, you quickly walk to the table and sit beside kei. "hi, sorry. I didn't open it because of ms murata. she's a pain in the ass." you apologized, "It's fine, don't worry about it. here, I just got you a burger and fries, I didn't really know what you wanted." he handed you the plate. "thanks, how much is this again?" you asked, "It's fine, it was like 600 yen (4 usd). you don't have to pay me back, that probably tastes bad anyways." he says, stuffing his mouth with his burger.

you laugh at his joke, knowing that the burger wont taste good. you look at him, eating his burger "yup. I was correct this tastes raw.. cold too, and stale. 600 yen for this is an absolute scam." he laughs, looking at you. "is it really that bad?" you laugh, covering your mouth. You reach for the burger and take a bite. kei waits for your reaction silently.

"this is horrible!" you both laugh. by this point, you two were sure everyone in the cafeteria has heard one of you laugh atleast once. "who made these? damn. they should quit their job." you manage to say in between laughs. "that or the formula sucks." kei states, the laughter dies down eventually, you two finally catch your breath. "my stomach hurts. from the laughter and the burger probably. we need spongebob and mr krabs in here."

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reidmarieprentiss · 2 months ago

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Good Boy

Summary: Based on this post from @reidsdimples ! Spencer is being a brat, you put him in his place.

Pairing: sub!Spencer Reid x Unit Chief fem!reader

Category: smut (18+)

Warnings/Includes: smut (18+) additional warnings under the cut, bratty Spencer, boss/subordinate relationship, mommy kink

Word count: 5.6k

a/n: for you @lovingreaderfangirl <333 this is basically pure smut ,, don't like it don't read it

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Additional warnings: sub!spencer, dom!reader, mommy!kink, handjob, edging (male receiving), overstimulation, unprotected PinV (wrap it before you tap it), oral (fem receiving), choking, slapping, slight nursing

You were the unit chief, and while your relationship with your boyfriend, Spencer, usually stayed out of your work life, today was different. Spencer had made a mistake, and to make things worse, he was acting out—whether it was from embarrassment or just a bad attitude, you weren’t sure, but you weren’t going to tolerate it.

"You will go back to that house and do another sweep," you said firmly, not looking up from the open case file on your desk.

Spencer scoffed, crossing his arms in defiance. "That's ridiculous, Y/N! Morgan’s already there," he snapped, his voice sharp.

Your head shot up at his words, your eyes narrowing in disbelief. "Ridiculous?" you repeated, incredulous. "No, Spencer. What's ridiculous is you missing a massive piece of evidence and then standing here arguing with me about it." Your tone dropped, icy and stern. "You will go back to that house and search it from top to bottom. I don’t care if it takes all night. Am I making myself clear?"

Spencer’s eyes flared with frustration, and he bit back, “So, what, you’re punishing me now?”

The edge in his voice wasn’t something you were used to hearing from your usually sweet, thoughtful Spencer. You stood up, moving around your desk with deliberate steps until you were standing close enough to feel the tension between you.

"Are you talking back to me?" you asked, your voice dangerously low, your authority unmistakable.

Spencer swallowed, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes as he realized how serious you were. He wasn’t used to seeing you like this—so angry, so venomous—but even though he was nervous, his stubbornness kept him from backing down just yet.

Spencer straightened his posture, though his nerves betrayed him, making his hands fidget at his sides. He'd never seen you this mad before—at least, not directed at him—and he wasn’t sure how to handle it. But he felt too deep in this argument to backpedal now.

"I’m not talking back to you," Spencer muttered, though his tone remained defiant. "I’m just saying Morgan’s already there. There’s no reason for me to go too. We’re wasting time!" His voice escalated again, but it wavered slightly, showing the anxiety bubbling under his frustration.

You were having none of it.

“Wasting time? Is that what you think we’re doing here?” you snapped, each word clipped and precise, your gaze locked onto him with an intensity that made him shift uncomfortably. You were so close now that Spencer could see the tension in your jaw, feel the weight of your authority in the room. You weren’t his girlfriend in this moment—you were his boss, and you were demanding respect.

“Spencer,” your voice dropped, quieter but no less dangerous, “I don’t care how you feel about going back to that house. You missed something crucial, and you need to fix it. You messed up, and you know it. So stop acting like a petulant child and do your damn job.”

The words stung, more than he wanted to admit. His shoulders tensed, and he clenched his fists by his sides, but he couldn’t find the right words to argue back. He was embarrassed—not just because of his mistake, but because he knew you were right. But his pride was wounded, and that was hard to swallow.

"I... I just—" he started, but you cut him off sharply.

“No more excuses, Spencer. You will go to that house, and you will make sure every inch of it has been checked. And if I hear another word of backtalk from you, you’ll be off this case completely. Is that understood?"

Spencer’s breath hitched, his defiance slipping further away with each word you threw at him. He could feel the weight of the situation bearing down on him, and for the first time, he realized just how much he had crossed a line. But he was still too stubborn to admit it.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, the edge of sarcasm still lingering, but now laced with a thread of defeat.

You stepped even closer, eyes narrowing as you stared him down. "What was that?"

Spencer swallowed hard, realizing he wasn’t in a position to push any further. “I understand,” he said more clearly, his tone softening. He wanted to reach for you, to find some semblance of the warmth he was used to from you, but he knew better. Right now, you weren’t his to reach for.

Without another word, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the office, leaving behind the tension that lingered like a storm cloud. You stood there for a moment, watching the door swing shut, anger still simmering beneath your skin, but also a twinge of sadness. Spencer had never acted out like that before, and though you knew you had to be stern, it hurt to see him so distant and defiant.

But this was work. Personal feelings would have to wait.

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However, there was a time and place for personal feelings to come to the surface, and that time was now—in the privacy of your shared apartment with Spencer.

You had gotten home first. Spencer was still out, likely combing through the crime scene after you’d sent him back to fix his earlier mistake. Frustrated by the lingering tension between you two, you huffed your way through your evening routine. You made dinner, though you knew Spencer would probably be too upset to eat when he got home. He could have the leftovers later. After that, you showered and curled up in bed with a book, waiting for him to return.

When Spencer finally came home, his anger was palpable. He slammed the front door behind him, muttering under his breath as he left a trail of clothes through the hallway on his way to the shower. The bathroom door slammed shut as well, echoing through the apartment. You sighed and rolled your eyes—if Spencer thought his attitude would go unaddressed, he was mistaken. He was in for a real punishment tonight.

After what felt like forever, Spencer emerged from the bathroom, his hair damp and towel wrapped loosely around his waist. At least he had the sense to show a hint of submission, you thought.

Without looking up from your book, your voice calm and controlled, you gave your command. "Kneel."

Spencer froze, taken aback by the sudden authority in your tone. He turned his head, his confusion evident. "What?"

You set your book down slowly and fixed him with a steady gaze. "Did you not hear me? Or are you talking back again?" There was a warning in your voice, a promise that you weren’t playing games tonight. "I really don’t want to make your punishment worse, baby."

Spencer hesitated for a brief moment, the weight of the situation settling in, knowing you were in complete control now. He lowered his gaze, the tension between you thick, as he finally obeyed, dropping to his knees.

You stood up from the bed, your movements deliberate as you slowly circled around Spencer, letting your eyes roam over him with a quiet intensity. The soft sound of your bare feet against the floor was the only thing breaking the silence as you took in his posture—tense, but submissive, waiting for what was coming next.

When you stopped in front of him, you reached down and tilted his chin up with a single finger, forcing him to meet your gaze. His eyes were defiant, even now. You smiled, but it didn’t reach your eyes.

"You know you’re in trouble, right, baby?" you asked, your voice sweet but laced with warning.

Spencer didn’t respond right away; instead, he narrowed his eyes at you, his lips pressed into a thin line, as if testing how far he could push. Without hesitation, you slapped his face lightly, the quick sting enough to make him let out a soft whimper. His eyes widened in surprise, but he still held his ground.

Roughly, you grabbed his cheeks in one hand, squeezing his face so he had no choice but to focus on you. "I asked you a question, brat."

“Yes, Mommy," he mumbled, his voice small and obedient now, the fight in him fading. "I know I’m in trouble."

"Hmm, good," you said, releasing his face with a satisfied hum. You began pacing around him again, like a predator stalking its prey, before stopping just behind him, leaning close enough that your breath tickled his ear. "And why are you in trouble, smart boy?"

Spencer swallowed hard, his throat bobbing. "Because I argued with you. I was disrespectful. I–I acted like a brat."

A smirk tugged at the corner of your lips. "That’s right." You stood up straight again, looking down at him. "And now, you're going to make it up to me, aren’t you?"

Spencer nodded, his face falling into a sad expression, clearly regretting how he had acted earlier. He was always your good boy, and he knew that punishment was rare because he hardly ever misbehaved. The realization of how far he'd pushed you today weighed on him, leaving him feeling small and upset.

"Why are you pouting, baby?" you asked, your tone softening just a touch as you stood in front of him, looking down at his bowed head.

Spencer shrugged, his eyes fixed on the floor, unable to meet your gaze. He shifted uncomfortably, his hands fidgeting slightly in his lap, but still, he said nothing.

"Words, Spencer," you reminded him firmly. "Speak up."

He hesitated for a moment before finally looking up at you, his eyes filled with guilt. "I hate that I disappointed you," he admitted, his voice barely a whisper. "I don’t like being punished… you never have to do this. I’m supposed to be your good boy."

You felt a flicker of sympathy for him, knowing how much he valued pleasing you, but you held firm. "Yes, you are supposed to be my good boy," you agreed, leaning down slightly so that your eyes were level with his. "But today, you weren’t. Today, you acted like a bad boy, and now, you have to accept the consequences."

Spencer bit his lip, nodding again, the weight of his actions settling in further. "I know… I’m sorry."

You placed a gentle hand on his cheek, stroking it softly for just a moment before pulling back. "Thank you for apologizing. But you still need to learn."

“Stand up. Don’t keep the towel,” you ordered, your voice cold and almost bored, leaving no room for hesitation. Spencer flinched at the command, the sharp tone slicing through the air as he scrambled to comply. The towel slipped from his body, falling to the floor as he stood there, bare and vulnerable.

“Get on the bed,” you continued, moving with a quiet precision as you retrieved something from the dresser, your back turned to him. “Hands above your head.”

Spencer couldn’t see what you were holding, and that only added to his nervousness. He climbed onto the bed, his heart racing, and stretched his arms above his head, just as you instructed.

When you finally turned back toward him, he caught sight of the ties and lube in your hands, and his body reacted instantly—a slight twitch of excitement mixed with fear. His breath quickened, but his eyes never left yours. He hated the feeling of being restrained, of not being able to touch you, to feel you close. But there was something intoxicating about the power dynamic, about giving himself over to you completely.

You approached him slowly, deliberately, the ties dangling from your fingers like a silent promise of what was to come. Without saying a word, you moved to the head of the bed, taking his wrists gently but firmly and securing them to the bedposts. Spencer’s chest rose and fell rapidly as the ties tightened around his wrists, his muscles straining, already longing to break free.

His eyes searched yours, desperate for any hint of softness, but he found none. You were in control, and he knew it.

"Mommy," Spencer whimpered softly, his voice barely above a whisper, full of need and desperation.

You glanced down at him, your gaze calm and measured. "Yes, baby?"

His eyes flickered with longing as he whined, "I want to touch you."

A sigh escaped your lips, and you leaned down slightly, your fingers brushing lightly along his arm, teasing but not giving him what he wanted. "I want that too, my love," you murmured, your voice laced with a touch of sympathy, though your expression remained stern. "But I can't give you a reward quite yet."

"Yet?" Spencer perked up, excitement sparking in his eyes, the word like a glimmer of hope he clung to.

You smirked at his eagerness, trailing your hand down his chest in a feather-light touch, just enough to make him squirm. "Yet," you confirmed. "But you'll have to earn it, baby. That means no whining, no more attitude. Understand?"

Spencer nodded eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation, but you could see the struggle in him—how hard it was for him to hold back, to stay restrained when all he wanted was to feel you. "I’ll be good," he promised, his voice shaky. "Please, I’ll be good."

You smiled, your fingers trailing lower. "We'll see, baby. We'll see."

Spencer squirmed involuntarily as your fingers teased his stomach, his muscles tensing beneath your touch. "Keep still, Spence," you instructed, your voice firm but calm, watching as he took deep, shaky breaths in an attempt to regain control over his body.

His wide eyes followed your every move as you reached for the bottle of lube on the bedside table, and he watched, anticipation building, as you squirted some of its contents into your hand. The cool sensation made his breath hitch the moment your hand wrapped around him, his back arching off the bed instinctively.

Without missing a beat, you placed your other hand on his hips, pressing him back down into the mattress. "Spencer, be good," you warned, your tone leaving no room for disobedience.

His body trembled, caught between the overwhelming sensation and the need to obey you. "I’m trying," he whispered, his voice strained as he fought to stay still, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the ties. His chest heaved, desperate to be good for you, but the pleasure was intoxicating, testing his restraint.

You smirked, knowing exactly how far you could push him. "Good boy," you murmured, your hand moving slowly, deliberately, keeping his hips pinned down as he tried not to writhe beneath you, every muscle in his body begging for release, but you weren’t done with him yet. Not even close.

After almost an hour of torture, Spencer was doing everything in his power to follow your rules, his body taut with tension as he tried to stay still beneath your touch. His breath came in ragged gasps, his wrists pulling at the ties as he strained not to buck his hips against you. But you were making it so hard for him—each time your hand changed pace, it sent him spiraling, his mind spinning out of control. You could feel his body tightening, every muscle coiling as he teetered on the edge.

And just when you knew he was close, so close, you let go.

A desperate sound tore from his throat, half whine, half groan, as you pulled your hand away, denying him the release he so desperately craved. His eyes were wide, his chest heaving as he looked up at you, practically begging for mercy.

"Please," he whimpered, his voice cracking under the weight of his desperation. "Please, I want—"

You shushed him gently, running your hand down his chest in a soothing gesture. "Spencer," you said softly but firmly, your eyes locking onto his. "What did I say about being good?"

"I-I’m trying," he gasped, his voice shaky as he fought to hold on. "I’m really trying."

You could see him unraveling, his mind quickly losing grip on any sense of control. And that was exactly where you wanted him.

"Then keep trying, baby," you whispered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to his chest. "You’ll get what you want when I’m ready to give it to you. Not a moment before."

You sped your hand up, focusing all your attention on the sensitive tip, moving with quick, intense strokes. Spencer's body reacted immediately, his back arching violently off the bed as a scream tore from his chest.

"Mommy! Please!" His voice cracked, high and desperate, tears beginning to stream from his eyes as he lost all composure. "I’m going to come!"

But instead of granting him mercy, you snapped sharply, "No!" The command echoed in the room, and Spencer flinched at your tone. "If you come," you warned, your eyes dark and unwavering, "I’m not stopping."

His breath hitched, and his sobs grew more frantic. He fought to control himself, but the sensation was overwhelming, his mind teetering on the brink of bliss and despair. The threat of what would come if he disobeyed hung heavy in the air, fueling his panic as he tried, with every ounce of strength, to hold back the release his body so desperately craved.

"Please," Spencer sobbed, his tears mixing with the sweat on his face as his entire body trembled beneath your relentless touch. "I-I can’t… I can’t hold on…"

"Yes, you can," you whispered, your voice soft but commanding as you leaned closer. "You will, or you’ll regret it, baby. Be good for me."

He choked out a whimper, his muscles straining, teetering on the edge of breaking as your hand continued its torturous rhythm, and every nerve in his body screamed for release. But you were in control, and Spencer knew there would be no relief until you decided.

You pressed your palm firmly against the sensitive tip, rubbing harsh circles that sent shockwaves through Spencer’s body. He couldn't hold it any longer—a guttural scream tore from his throat as his orgasm ripped through him, his release spilling across his stomach in hot, frantic bursts.

But there was no mercy in your eyes as you watched him unravel beneath you.

"Oh… bad boy, baby," you tutted softly, your voice laced with both disappointment and a dark edge of amusement. Without missing a beat, you gripped him tightly, continuing your mean, relentless rhythm even as his body spasmed from the intensity.

Spencer writhed beneath you, his sobs louder now as the overstimulation set in, his body too sensitive to handle the unyielding pace of your hand. "Please, please!" he begged, his voice hoarse, his tears mixing with the sweat on his face. "I-I can’t—please stop, I’m sorry!"

But you only leaned in closer, your hand maintaining its punishing rhythm. "I told you, baby," you whispered, your breath hot against his ear, "if you came, I wouldn’t stop. And bad boys don’t get to decide when it’s over."

Spencer whimpered helplessly, his entire body shaking as he endured the overwhelming sensations, unable to escape the torment of your touch. The line between pleasure and pain had long since blurred, leaving him at your mercy. And you weren't done with him yet.

You suddenly let go of Spencer, pulling your hand away from him. For a brief moment, he thought the torture had finally ended, and he took deep, strained breaths, his chest heaving as tears continued to spill from his eyes.

"Thank you, Mommy," he whispered, his voice barely audible as he sighed in relief, closing his eyes as if he could finally rest.

But just as he began to relax, his eyes shot open, wide with shock, as he felt you sinking down on top of him, your body enveloping him in an overwhelming rush of sensation. The overstimulation hit him like a bolt of electricity, and his body reacted instantly, thrashing beneath you in a desperate attempt to escape the intensity.

"Mommy!" he cried out, his voice ragged and broken as his body twisted under yours. His muscles tensed, his movements frantic, but there was no escape.

"Shut up," you seethed, your voice low and dangerous as you wrapped your hand around his throat, tightening your grip just enough to still him. His breath hitched, and his panicked eyes met yours. "I’m in charge," you reminded him, the weight of your authority pressing down on him as surely as your body did.

Spencer whimpered beneath your grip, his mind a haze of overstimulation and helplessness, but he knew better than to argue with you. His resistance faded as he realized you weren’t done with him yet—not until you decided.

"Tell me, baby," you panted, your body moving rhythmically as you rode Spencer, chasing your own release with relentless intensity. Every roll of your hips drove him deeper into overstimulation, but you were in control, and you weren’t letting up. "How does it feel?"

Spencer sniffled, his voice shaky and tear-filled. "S-so good, Mommy," he stammered, struggling to hold himself together as his body continued to tremble beneath you.

You laughed, the sound sharp and mean as you continued, "Thought you couldn’t take it." There was a mocking edge to your voice as you rode him harder, the sensation overwhelming his senses. "Were you lying?"

"No!" Spencer cried, his voice breaking as he clung to the edge of his composure. "It—it hurts, Mommy, but I like it!"

"Yes, yes, you do," you taunted, your tone dripping with satisfaction as you gazed down at him, your pathetic, brainless boy. "You like it when Mommy uses you, don’t you?"

"Yes!" he nearly screamed, his body shaking uncontrollably, caught between pain and pleasure. "Please! Just want to be good for you," he sobbed, his desperation palpable as he surrendered completely to your control.

You leaned forward, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, "Then be good, baby, and take everything I give you." Your body continued to grind down on him, mercilessly chasing your own release, pushing him further past the point of no return.

By the time you reached your release, Spencer was a wreck beneath you, his body trembling as sobs wracked his chest. He cried out in desperation as your muscles tightened around him, sending him further into an abyss of overstimulation. Each second felt like an eternity for him, trapped between the aching pleasure and the need to obey you.

Just when he thought relief was finally coming, you lifted yourself off of him, hovering just above him, denying him that final push he needed. Spencer’s whine was pitiful, filled with frustration and longing. "Mommy! Please!" he whimpered, his voice cracking as tears continued to stream down his face.

"Please what?" you asked, your tone deliberately condescending as you leaned back, watching him squirm beneath you. "Use your words, dumb baby."

Spencer swallowed hard, his body twitching with anticipation, his mind too clouded to do anything but beg. "Please let me come," he sobbed, his voice raw and desperate. "Please, Mommy."

You smirked, your eyes dark with amusement as you leaned forward just enough to tease him with the possibility of what he wanted. "Hmm… okay, baby," you said, your voice dripping with false sweetness. "But you’re cleaning it up after."

Spencer twitched at your words, his entire body lighting up with excitement at the promise. The thought of finally getting the release he so desperately needed was enough to make him shiver. "Yes, Mommy," he gasped, nodding eagerly as his breath hitched in anticipation, his mind already surrendering completely to your control.

You lowered yourself back down onto Spencer, and his loud, desperate moan filled the room as he watched you take him in again, the sight alone enough to push him closer to the edge. His body was trembling, every nerve on fire as you rode him hard and fast, the intensity of your movements leaving him powerless to do anything but submit.

His hands tugged against the restraints, his eyes squeezed shut, and with a strangled cry, he found his release, his body jerking as he filled you up. The sensation of you pinching and tugging at his nipples sent him over the edge, his cries growing louder as his body finally gave in completely.

You slowed your pace, riding out the last of his climax, before finally relaxing on top of him, your breath steadying. Spencer lay beneath you, panting and exhausted, his chest heaving as he came down from the overwhelming high.

With a soft sigh, you pulled off him, moving up his body with a deliberate slowness, positioning yourself directly over his face. You looked down at him, your fingers gently brushing through his hair as you smiled wickedly. "Ready to clean up your mess, baby?"

Spencer’s eyes widened, his mouth already watering at the thought, and he nodded eagerly, his voice breathless and submissive. "Yes, Mommy, please," he whispered, his eyes full of adoration as he awaited your command, ready to obey, to please, and to make up for every bit of his earlier defiance.

You lowered yourself onto Spencer's waiting mouth, threading your fingers through his hair as you settled into a steady rhythm, guiding his movements with gentle yet firm pressure. His tongue worked eagerly, desperate to please you, to clean up every bit of the mess he'd made.

“Oh, Spence,” you sighed, your head falling back slightly as you rode his face, each stroke of his tongue sending waves of pleasure through your body. "Your mouth is so good, baby."

Spencer whimpered in response, his efforts growing more determined with every sound of approval that escaped your lips. You could feel the way he was trying so hard to be good for you, to make you proud, and it only fueled your desire to push him further.

"Making Mommy so proud," you praised, your voice laced with satisfaction as you tugged gently at his hair, controlling his pace. His tongue flicked faster, more desperate to hear those words again, and you couldn't help the soft moans escaping you as you continued to ride his face, letting the sensation build.

With each passing second, Spencer's mouth worked harder, your praise driving him to do anything for you. His whimpers were muffled by your body, but the eagerness in his touch and the way he responded to your every command made it clear—he was willing to do anything to make you proud.

You continued to ride Spencer’s face, your fingers tightening in his hair as you guided him, making sure he stayed exactly where you needed him. His tongue flicked and swirled in all the right places, and the sounds of your pleasure spurred him on, his hands instinctively tugging against the restraints as he longed to touch you, to feel your body against his.

"That’s it, baby," you breathed, your voice a mix of praise and moans as you pressed down harder, your body shivering from the sensations he was creating. "You’re making Mommy feel so good."

Spencer whimpered beneath you, the vibrations of his muffled cries only adding to your pleasure as you ground down onto him, riding his mouth with a newfound urgency. Your hips moved faster, chasing the climax that was building inside you, each stroke of his tongue sending you closer to the edge.

"You like this, don’t you?" you asked, your voice breathless but firm. "You like being my toy, Spence?"

His desperate whimpers were the only answer you needed. You tugged harder at his hair, pulling his face closer, your pace quickening as the pleasure began to overwhelm you. Spencer’s tongue moved in perfect rhythm with your hips, eager to push you to your peak.

As the tension built, you gasped, your body trembling as you felt yourself nearing the brink. "I’m so proud of you, baby," you whispered, your voice strained as you rode out the waves of pleasure. "So proud…"

With a final, desperate grind against his mouth, the climax washed over you, your body convulsing as you cried out, the release crashing through you in waves. Spencer didn't stop, his tongue continuing to work, not wanting you to take away his favorite treat.

His mouth and tongue continued their relentless work, his eagerness only spurring you on as your cries grew louder. "Oh! Good boy!" you gasped, the praise slipping from your lips as your hips thrust faster against his mouth, riding the wave of pleasure that was building once again.

"You like tasting yourself?" you panted, your breath coming in short, sharp bursts as your body moved with a desperate rhythm. Spencer moaned beneath you, his muffled response sending vibrations through your core, and it only drove you to push harder against him.

"Like it coming out of me?" you taunted, your voice strained and full of need as you felt his tongue lapping eagerly at the mess you had made together. The idea of him cleaning up his own release, desperate to please you, sent shivers down your spine, adding to the already overwhelming sensation.

Spencer whimpered beneath you, his body reacting to your words even as he remained restrained, helpless to do anything but obey. The combination of your command, the praise, and the undeniable power you held over him had him lost in submission, and you could feel the tension building in both of you again.

"Such a good boy," you praised, your voice trembling with the intensity of your pleasure. "So good at doing exactly what Mommy needs." You rode him harder, your body nearing its limit once more as Spencer's tongue worked tirelessly beneath you.

The room was filled with the sounds of your panting breaths, your moans mixing with Spencer's muffled noises as he continued to drive you closer to the edge. Your body trembled uncontrollably, your hips grinding down faster, chasing that final release.

With a breathless cry, your third climax crashed through you, your entire body quivering as Spencer’s tongue carried you over the edge once again. You moaned his name, gripping his hair tightly as you rode out the waves of pleasure, not slowing until every last bit of satisfaction had pulsed through you.

You pulled yourself off of Spencer, and immediately he let out a whine, his lips pouting in protest, not wanting you to take his favorite treat away, he could eat you out for hours. His neediness tugged at your heart, and you couldn’t help but smile as you gently stroked his hair.

"Baby, Mommy is sensitive," you said softly, your voice filled with affection.

Spencer pouted even more, his eyes big and round as he mumbled, "I just wanna make you feel good."

"You did make me feel so good, baby," you reassured him, your smile widening as you saw his face light up, the joy radiating from his eyes.

"Am I your good boy again?" he asked, his voice tinged with hope and a bit of that endearing vulnerability that always made you melt.

Your heart softened instantly, and you leaned down, cupping his face in your hands as you pressed a tender kiss to his lips. "You’re always my good boy," you whispered against his mouth. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Mommy," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, eyes full of adoration.

After you untied him, you took your time massaging his arms and wrists, soothing the slight redness left behind by the ties. You helped him into the shower with you, gently guiding him as he leaned heavily against you, still needing your care. The warm water cascaded over both of you as you softly washed his body, your touches gentle and nurturing. Spencer rested his head against your shoulder, completely relying on your strength, his exhaustion clear as he sighed softly, content in your embrace.

Once you were both dried off and dressed for bed, you brought him back to the comfort of your bed, where you massaged lotion into his arms, making sure he felt taken care of. Your lips peppered soft kisses over his skin as you worked, your voice a soothing murmur as you whispered how good he was, how proud you were of him.

"You’re so good, Spencer," you murmured between kisses. "Always my good boy."

Spencer sighed, his body fully relaxed now as he basked in your affection, letting your words and touch wash over him like a warm blanket. His eyes fluttered closed, a small smile playing on his lips as you continued to kiss and praise him, reminding him of just how much he meant to you.

“Mommy…” Spencer’s voice was soft, hesitant, as he lay beside you, his head resting on your chest.

“Mhm?” you murmured back, feeling the weight of tiredness pulling at you, though still present enough to listen to him.

“Can I suck…?” His voice trailed off, filled with uncertainty.

You giggled softly, a wave of affection washing over you for your needy little baby. "Of course, Spence," you murmured, lifting your shirt to give him the comfort he craved.

Without hesitation, Spencer nestled his head underneath, latching onto your breast with a soft sigh. His body relaxed against yours, and you could feel the tension melt away as he suckled gently, his breathing becoming slow and steady.

You stroked his hair lovingly, the intimate moment between you quiet and peaceful. “You’re such a good boy,” you whispered softly, letting him find the comfort he needed as you both slowly drifted off to sleep, his head resting safely against your chest.

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kthecutest · 1 year ago

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&team reaction to their s/o sitting on their lap?

-for the first time, while they’re alone in the room :)

(ot9 if u comfortable with it, also, obviously sfw!!!)

✧˚ &team reaction to you sitting on their lap ༊*·˚

Pairing ➳ &Team members x gn!reader Genre ➳ Fluff ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ A/N ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ This was really fun to make! ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

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K : Literally pulled you deeper into his huge chest. Your eyes widen from his action but before you could even turn around to say something, he hugged you tight with his right arm, that was huge enough to wrap your entire body in one swing. “Is my baby finally brave enough to sit on my lap~?” – a teasing chuckle followed as he whispered in your ears that got your entire face reddening. It’s been a while since you’ve wanted to sit on K’s huge lap, it seemed like such a comfortable seat to you personally, but you can’t deny that you were too shy. K knew you too well, but he wanted you to come to him on your own so he stayed quiet. He made sure to reassure you that it was totally fine to do so when you finally managed to let your intrusive thoughts win.

Fuma : Would stiff up subtly as soon as he felt your weight on his lap. It was just a normal evening, Fuma was focused on his game, headphones attached to him, his friend yelling incoherent words from the other line. You took this chance to try out something. You sneakily kept your closure to his figure sitting on the gaming chair before taking the opportunity to launch yourself on him. He was definitely shocked and it was obvious he lost focus from the game from the very start. When you started squirming on top of him though, he’ll hold you by the waist, still all your movements – “honey, stay still, I need to focus” That’s when you notice, your subtle little attempt wasn’t all that subtle.

Nicholas : The fastest person to make your existence on his lap known. Would straight up call you out and tease you about it. He would dwell on that little action of yours for weeks while completely teasing you about it nonstop. He’d spin you around, making you face him and look you straight in the eyes with a smug look on his face – “I see someone’s let their intrusive thoughts take over” You pouted at him, gesturing that you’re getting off immediately, refusing to take his tease but you’re only met with a tight pull at your waist and a sweet strawberry flavored kiss to your lips.

Ej : Would stiff up very evidently and even started squirming around at one point. Honestly, it ain’t even on purpose, he truly wanted to keep his reaction subtle but he’s just still got a lot more to learn from Fuma hyung apparently. He’d stiffen up so much to the point you would even notice, stilling his breathing while the air is caught in his throat as he struggled to find a certain distraction to keep him calm. You’d let out a chuckle when you found his entire face reddening and sweating. “Stop laughing~ you’re the one who started this..” – he spoke in a sulky tone as you kept chuckling at him. This little blushy tangerine didn’t even gave you a chance to blush first.

Yuma : The literal tease. But not as teasing as K. As soon as he felt your body heat on his lap, he’ll turn his head straight to your direction in the most obvious way. Will start squishing your cheeks and babying you, smiling like a cheeky kid inside from how happy he is. “Awww look at you so adorable on my lap~!” You grabbed him by his collar, landing a soft kiss on his lips to shut him up. And as expected, he’s content with your little payment, pulling you back into a deeper kiss just as bonus payment~

Jo : The ‘I did noticed’ but nonchalant one. Obviously the sudden warmth he felt on his lap wasn’t just to his imagination, especially when you started squirming around, disturbing his view of the book in his right arm. Out of nowhere, you felt a huge palm pinning down both your arms while pulling you closer to lean against him. “If you wanna have a seat.. stay still.” You’d panic a bit now that you noticed he knew but soon you came to a sense of comfort, on his warm lap, tightly wrapped cozily by his arm.

Harua : The Uno Reverse Card user. Would start squirming as soon as he felt your weight on him. Trying to keep it subtle but poor bunny boy can’t help that he was obviously a bit more petite compared to other group members and this applied to his strength and endurance as well. Finally had enough and gets up, pushing you up a bit before seating you back down. Then the most unexpected thing happens, he sat right on your lap as you looked at him with widen eyes. “Don’t mind me~” – speaking in a sassy tone as he started scrolling through his phone while you kept giving him side eyes.

Taki : He’s the ultimate mixture of Yuma and Harua. Don’t expect for this boy to let you get a free seat on him unless there’s a payment method. And his payment isn’t a simple sweet little kiss, no. It’s actually you allowing him to practically do the same to you whenever he wants. You want to sit on his lap? That’s okay but you’ll also have to let him sit on your lap. But you weren’t one to know this system beforehand, taking it as a free chance for a free seat when you caught him, legs crossed on the bed, focused on his phone screen. It’s only when you’ve taken a seat, which you knew you were now in deep trouble – “Oh~ seems like my cutie fell for my trap~”

Maki : The literal gentleman. He maybe the maknae and he maybe a tease but he’s definitely far off from the other group members when it comes to teasing. He barely teases you, because most of the time all you get is princess treatment. Would be completely comfortable with your sudden action, even resting his head on your shoulder to make you feel closer and more cozy with him. But then his sudden worry would click in his head. You could feel the soft warm breath of this gentle boy in the crook of your neck, when he spoke in a worry but gentle tone – “Had a bad day, love?”

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starryriize · 9 months ago

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hear me out for the legal line in &team, y/n forgets to bring a towel into the shower and has to call for her s/o to bring it for her…you take it from there🤭

reaction to forgetting a towel... | &team

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 pairing: legal line and gf!reader

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 genre: romantic, really suggestive

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 author’s notes: this made me 😵‍💫 i’m literally not okay anon! i hope i did your ask justice!! this really drove me insane fr thinking about this...i couldn't come up with anything for harua and taki, so they're not included in this one 😭

K - the moment he hears your voice calling from the bathroom, he doesn't think it's for a towel. thinks it's for him to join you but instead you ask him for a towel. his eyes catch yours in the mirror, noticing the way the water droplets fall down your bare shoulders. he does get the towel for you, but only after he's taken off his clothes and joined you in the shower!! teases you that you planned this and loves how soaked you are :( safe to say, your water bill that month was higher than usual...

Fuma - wonders why and how you even forgot a towel, to begin with, but bring your towel regardless. tries not to think about how he could join you in the shower and then he wouldn't have to shower later in the day. sighs in defeat after he sees you come out of the shower and admire yourself in the mirror (he’s just in love fr)!! pulls you to the bed and makes sure you know just how much he loves you :( be ready for multiple rounds of him rewarding you for being so good to him!

Nicholas - a tease!! gives you the towel and after you've turned off the water, he's all over you! thinks it's so hot how the towel is loosely draped over your dripping figure, and knows you'll be dripping more before the night is over :( tells you first how he'll help you dry off, and he does! he even blow-dried your hair after telling you numerous times how stunning you are, but let's just say you're in for a long night...

Ej - he would be instantly blushing. he's literally mesmerized with you. thinks about how good you smell due to your body wash and would offer to dry your hair off for you. holds the towel for you as you come out of the shower, but by no means is he able to take his eyes off of your figure. how can he?? decides to stay between your legs the entire night- making you scream his name all night

Yuma - a TEASE!! he brings the towel but god, he’s so sarcastic about it. “oh, you need this?” and you just got out of the shower so it’s cold, but best believe yuma has ways to warm you up!! smirks when you get the towel to cover yourself saying, “the towel will only last a few minutes, love. plus i can make you feel hot” you’re blushing and internally dying!!

Jo - he's halfway between going insane and being incredibly shy :(( puts the towel next to you but turns away from you, giving you some privacy! as soon as you're out of the bathroom, he's kissing you all over!! giggles when you say that you have to get dressed :( decides then and there that you will be pampered all night! like ej, stays between your legs the entire night...reveling in how delicious you are!

#laur’s thoughts 🧚🏼‍♀️#andteam imagines #andteam smut #&team imagines #&team nicholas #&team reactions #andteam x reader #andteam nicholas #andteam fuma #andteam k #andteam jo #andteam ej #andteam yuma

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lovelynicho · 4 months ago

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Can I request &Team being jealous pls👉🏽👈🏽

&team reaction - being jealous

Pairing: &team x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: drinking in K's

Note: this is the first time I'm writing something requested, I hope you'll like it; english is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes

Masterlist

Let's face the truth: K is a confident person, too confident to get really jealous. Even when he gets jealous he knows how to turn all of your attention towards him. So when you guys are out, having fun at a party and some guy decides to get close to you while he's getting drinks he immediately steps in. Handing you your drink he asks if the other guy is bothering you. When you reply with a no he starts creating a small talk with that person, but the second you both finish your drinks he asks you to dance and obviously you go dancing with him cuz who wouldn't want to dance with THE Koga Yudai. And when you're on the dance floor with K, you can not think about anything else, but him.

Fuma

To be honest, I don't see him as the jealous type. He is such a calm person and trusts you so much, it is almost impossible to make him jealous. Well, almost. But when you get really close to someone and start to hang out with them a little too much, he first starts to worry a little. And when you accidentally bump into him during one of your hang outs with that other person, and he sees that they literally flirt with you even infront of him, he gets sad. He doesn't show it to you first, but when you guys meet alone, he definitely wants to talk about it. He's going to need lots and lots of reassurance from you, that the other person is just your friend, and you promise him that you'll spend less time with them, and more time with him. He'll demand a bunch of kisses as an apology tho.

Nicholas

Now he is the wild card. He gets jealous a lot. It's not like he doesn't trust you, or that he's insecure, no. He just thinks that you look too good to people not want to hit on you. But even if he gets jealous easily, he has a method to make sure everyone knows you're his, that's also incredibly easy! When you're talking to someone he thinks could be into you, and the person gets a little too close to you for his liking he goes over to you and puts his arm around your shoulder. But of course this shouldn't be enough for him, because he needs to make you remember that you're dating the best guy possible. So after a little while he pulls you into the most mind blowing kiss ever mid conversation. And after that he just looks at the other person and just says "please continue" with the cockiest smile ever.

Another actually mature person here! He likes it if you guys can talk about everything, every time something bothers the other person, every time when one of you doesn't feel good about something. This happens when he's jealous too. First he would be silent, just waiting for when you want to leave the other person there so you can be alone with him. And when this finally happens, he would probably take you to his place, because he likes to talk about serious stuff in a comfy, private place. He would make you a cup of coffee or tea and then slowly tell you about what made him jealous about the other person. And when you tell him that he has nothing to worry about because you only love him, he gets so smiley and shy, it's just adorable.

Yuma

So basically, he is a cat. So you know when a cat is "jealous" they whine and get close to you and stuff.... yeah that would be him. Also I don't see him as someone who gets jealous often, but someone who is jealous to one or two person in particular. So when you talk to that specific person that he doesn't like, he would immediately go up to you and hug you by your waist. He would glare at the other person too, like if looks could kill, you would be attending a funeral very soon. After a short time he would also start to whine about how he wants to go, how he wants to be alone with you, how he wants to do something with just you. And you obviously can't say no to him, so you guys leave. But when you ask him if he was jealous he would definitely deny it....

He's a cutie, please don't make him jealous. If you do, by accident, he'll get sooo insecure. He thinks about how it was so easy for you to spark a conversation with the other person, how easily you kept it going and how they didn't fall into silence after a short time like he usually does. He lets his mind create scenarios about you leaving him because of how easier it is to talk to someone else, and thinks it's going to be his fault because he's so quiet. When you notice that something is not okay with him, you'll immediately ask what's wrong, and at first he doesn't want to talk about it, but when you won't let it go he'll tell you about his worries. He'll need lots of reassurance from you that you love him and won't leave him for anyone, and that you love his silent nature.

Harua

He seems like he's the clingy jealous type. Maybe it's just because he's small, but I can't imagine him not being clingy when jealous. So when you're normally just out, having fun together and run into someone who he doesn't really like at first he just acts normal. But when the two of you talk too much, more than he wants you to talk with that person, he starts hugging you from behind, putting his head on your shoulder. If you don't get the clue just from this, he'll also ask you if you can leave and be just the two of you again, and he's so sweet, so cute, how could you say no to him? So the two of you leave, and after a little while he'll admit that he was jealous.

Taki

You can tell very easily when Taki is jealous. When you're with someone who, in his opinion, desperately wants to have you (he's often wrong), he makes sure that your attention is on him all the time. But not in the way K or Nicholas does, he's just being his usual silly self, but on another level. He would crack jokes that only you would understand so the other person will feel left out, and hopefully leave. When this doesn't work, he'll find something for the two of you to do, that obviously can't wait another moment (something like: "you know what we should do now? Get some ice cream! Let's go!") and you two leave the other person alone. And when it's just the two of you he'll point out every single thing about that person that could bother you. But he won't admit for the world that he was jealous.

Maki

He wouldn't show his jealousy first, but there would be sings. Actually I feel like generally he's not a jealous guy, but when someone is flirting with you or is being overly touchy he would get mad, not at you but at the other person. He would try to hide it, but it just results in him being very silent, which is nothing like his usual self, so obviously you start to suspect that something is wrong. But when you ask him, he doesn't want to tell you because he knows you love him so it just feels stupid that he is jealous. But some time later it just slips out and then he tells you all the things about your interaction with that person that made him feel that way. When you ask him why didn't he tell you right away he explains that he felt like it was stupid because he never doubted that you love him the same way he loves you.

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