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lunaflowers · 1 year ago

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and now you're mine (yandere!kai)

pairing: yandere!kai x reader word count: 3.6k genre: smut, angst, yandere warnings: yandere behavior, extremely dubious consent, noona kink, piv, yn has issues, references to stalking, kind of switch leaning dom kai?, some pussy eating, drugging, obsession, mental manipulation, dirty talk, a bit of mommy kink, kidnapping, some degradation and name calling

synopsis: kai has finally got you right where he wants you a/n: this is a yandere story, meaning it contains many dark elements. please heed the warnings and don't read this fic if this type of content makes you uncomfortable. i do not condone the behavior exhibited in this fic and i don't believe the member featured would either.

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It wasn’t that you weren’t attracted to Kai, you definitely were. His extraordinarily handsome face with those full lips and strong jawline combined with his perfect body would’ve made you swoon at any other time but right now you just weren’t in the headspace for it. You’d just been dumped by your long term boyfriend (after you’d caught him cheating) a few weeks ago and your friends had pressured you to go on this date to get you out of the funk you’d been in since then. You had always had terrible luck with men and you were honestly on the verge of giving up on the male sex altogether. “The best way to get over a man is to get under another one,” your best friend had said, her best effort to convince you to meet Kai.

“Noona, what’s going on? Do you not feel well?” Kai looked at you concerned from across the table, his forehead kneaded and his lips in a slight pout. You must’ve zoned out while he was talking and you felt horrible as soon as you realised. You didn’t know Kai very well seeing as he was a co-worker of your friend’s but he seemed super sweet and he didn’t deserve to be treated like this.

“I’m sorry, Kai,” you said, giving him a small smile. “I’m just not feeling up for this. It’s nothing to do with you, I promise. You’ve been wonderful. I’m just not ready to date again and I shouldn’t have let myself be pressured into this. I’ve wasted both of our time. I should leave.”

You waited for his reaction and to your surprise he didn’t look angry or annoyed like most men would. Instead he gave you a smile and replied, “It’s okay. I understand. How about we have one more drink and then I take you home?”

You were relieved at his words but truthfully, you didn’t want to stay for one more drink. You wanted to go home, get into bed, and maybe watch Netflix before passing out, but you felt like it was the least you could do for him for being so understanding.

As the waitress brought the two of you another rum and coke each, you eyed Kai up and down. You definitely would’ve been all for this if you weren’t so hung up on your ex. You sipped your drink and continued chatting pleasantly with Kai. It wasn’t until about half way through your last drink that you began to feel a little woozy. You rested your head in your hands and closed your eyes, trying to keep your breathing even.

“Noona? What’s wrong?”

“I’m okay. I just probably shouldn’t have had that last drink. I really need to go now.” You tried to stand up, but a wave of dizziness made you sit right back down again.

“It’s okay,” Kai said, his voice soft and reassuring. “I’ll get you home.”

Kai got up and walked over to you. He gently helped you into a standing position. He had his arm around you and you were leaning almost your entire body weight on to him. He led you out of the bar and down the street.

“Kai,” you said, a bit sluggishly, “I live the other way.”

“I’m taking you to my place. It’s way nearer. Just until you sober up.”

You weren’t really in any type of position to argue so you allowed Kai to guide you to his apartment which was surprisingly close, just a few short minutes away. It was a walk up, above a shabby Thai restaurant and Kai had to carry you up the stairs. As soon as you got into his apartment, he sat you down on the couch. You were feeling worse than ever, not even able to take in the sparse surroundings, dizzy as well as sleepy.

Before you could say a word, Kai handed you a glass of water. You didn’t even know when he’d gotten it. “Drink up. This should help.”

You chugged half the glass of water down at once, feeling surprisingly thirsty as soon as he handed it to you. And he was right, drinking it did make you feel slightly better. “Thanks Kai. I really owe you. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I’m not usually such a lightweight.” You looked up at him from under your eyelashes and he was wearing an unreadable expression on his face. You raised the glass of water to your lips again but Kai pulled it away from you, spilling some in the process.

“That’s enough,” Kai said, and you looked up at him in confusion. “Actually, noona, I’m kind of mad at you,” he said, to your surprise.

“What? Mad?”

“Yeah,” he set the half empty glass on the coffee table loudly. “I was really looking forward to tonight and you couldn’t even stop obsessing over that loser ex of yours long enough to give me a real shot.”

“I’m sorry?” You were completely baffled at what was coming out of his mouth. You wondered if you were maybe misunderstanding what he was saying. Why would he be acting like this?

“It was rude, noona. You were rude to me. I think you owe me a proper apology.”

Your head still felt heavy but you felt weirdly alert now. You knew that you were in an unsafe situation and all you wanted to do was get out of here. “I’m sorry, Kai. I should’ve been more respectful of your time. It was rude of me, like you said. I should leave now and not waste even more of your time. I’ll just call a cab and get out of here… Wait, where’s my phone?”

You looked around yourself and couldn’t find it. You couldn’t see your purse either. Had he taken them? Kai knelt down in front of you and grabbed your jaw gently, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“Words mean nothing. You need to show me how sorry you are.” Kai said.

You tried to pull away, but his grip tightened. “How would I do that?”

“You’re a smart woman. I know you know what I want.” As he said this, his eyes wandered over your body and you felt utterly disgusted at the realisation that hit you.

“I’m not going to fuck you, if that’s what you’re thinking. Are you insane?”

“Noona,” Kai said with a sigh, “I’m not going to let you leave here until you give me what I want.”

Your anger got the better of you and you slapped him across the face but he barely flinched. You realised now that he must’ve put something in that last drink of yours so that you would end up here with him, unable to fight back. The lethargy from whatever he’d drugged you with had made it so you couldn’t even defend yourself.

The slap seemed to have amused him and annoyed him simultaneously. He grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you down on the couch, getting on top of you. “You know what your problem is, noona? You’re a snob.”

“No…” you tried to protest but Kai covered your mouth with his hand, shutting you up.

“You are. You think you’re too good for me,” he said, almost sadly, his pout prominent. “Why? Is it because you make more money than me? Because I don’t live in a nice apartment like you? Because you’re older than me?”

He lifted his hand off your mouth and looked at you like he really wanted a response. “I don’t think I’m better than you, Kai, I swear. I’m just tired and want to go home.”

“Liar. And you’re not going home yet. I’m going to make you feel so good, I promise. Not that you deserve it.”

“Stop it, Kai,” you protested, but he didn’t seem to care. He had already pushed his hand up your dress and underneath your panties. As he touched your cunt, you both gasped.

“Hairless,” he said, smirking. “See? You wouldn’t have done that if you didn’t want me. But it’s okay noona, I don’t mind if you don’t wax either.”

He was talking like a crazy person. You had no idea that Kai was like this and you were getting more frightened by each passing second.

You slapped him again and this time he pinned your hand down, looking at you with those doe eyes. “I don’t like that. Please don’t make me hurt you. I really, really don’t want to hurt you. I only want to make you feel good. Okay?” He bent down and kissed you on the cheek, moving his way to your lips. You turned your head away and he grabbed you by the jaw again and forced a kiss on your mouth. Tears sprang to your eyes and you blinked them away. You didn’t want to show that kind of weakness in front of Kai.

“Don’t fight me,” he said gently. He had softened considerably from earlier as though he really was trying to keep you calm now. “Please.” He began pulling at your dress, trying to take it off.

“Noo… Please,” you begged, but your protests fell on deaf ears. Kai was so singularly determined to have you it seemed that there was nothing that you could do or say that was going to stop him. It was exhausting. You didn’t feel like fighting anymore. He was just too big and too strong and you were so tired. It was just so much easier to surrender to his will. You let him pull off your dress, leaving you in only your bra and panties sprawled out on his couch.

Kai looked you up and down and whistled, his lopsided smile coming over his features. “You’re even more beautiful than I thought you’d be. I don’t know how that’s possible.” He leaned down and kissed you again on the lips, more passionately this time, and you didn’t resist him. Despite your reservations, Kai was an excellent kisser and it felt good to be kissed again, to be desired again. You kissed him back automatically.

“Just be gentle with me, okay?” You said, as he broke the kiss.

He looked at you with eyes that were full of lust and you felt yourself clench involuntarily. Kai was undeniably sexy and as much as you hated yourself for it, you felt yourself growing wetter by the second. The panties you were wearing were white cotton, certainly not your sexiest, but they were already soaked through to the point that Kai could see your pussy.

He felt his cock twitch in his pants and it was all he could do not to devour you then and there. He’d been fantasising about this moment for so long, stroking his cock as he did so. Now that you were really here, almost naked underneath him, he thought he was going to burst. He knew he needed to calm down before he entered you. The idea of cumming his pants now that he was finally going to have you would be too humiliating to bear. Besides, he’d promised he’d make you feel good.

Kai took a few breaths, trying to think neutral thoughts while unhooking your bra and taking it off. He thought of what he’d eaten for breakfast that morning, about washing the dishes and putting them away, anything other than how fucking delicious you looked right now. Slowly, he pulled down your panties, savouring the moment your cunt was truly revealed to him.

As soon as he saw it, he knew he had to taste you. He couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. He threw your panties to the ground and held your legs open. He leaned down and latched his mouth onto your cunt, giving your clit a lick. You squirmed as he did this but his grip on your legs kept them wide open.

“You taste so fucking good,” he said, licking his bottom lip. “Here, taste.” He kissed you on the mouth so you could taste your own arousal on his tongue. It was so erotic, tasting yourself mixed with his saliva. Kai made his way down your neck and to your breasts, biting and sucking on the way, being sure to leave marks. When he got to your nipple, he drew a circle on it with his tongue before beginning to suck on it as well. As his teeth grazed your areola, you yelped in pain but he didn’t stop. He bit it, just hard enough for you to yelp again.

“Kai… That hurts…” you moaned out.

“But you like it,” he smirked.

You did. Kai knew you more than you thought he could and you weren’t sure if you were alarmed or aroused by the thought of it.

“I need to fuck you now, noona,” Kai said suddenly, like he couldn’t hold back anymore. He took off his shirt to reveal his perfectly chiselled body and you couldn’t help but bite your lip a little. Fuck, he was sexy. He stood up to pull off his pants and underwear, and you admired his gorgeous body. Why did you have to find him so damn attractive?

He took his cock in his hand and gave it a few strokes. He was already rock hard but was getting himself ready for you. He knelt down between your legs and used his cock to tease your pussy lips, savouring the feel of the wetness on his tip.

“You want me to put it in?” He asked, making eye contact with you. He wanted you to want it, to beg for it, even.

“Yes please, Kai,” you replied, spreading your legs open further to his delight. “I want your cock so bad. Please put it in.”

He grinned as pushed himself into you slowly, eliciting a moan from you both. God, he just felt so good filling you up. Hearing you moan with pleasure from something he was doing almost enough to make him cum right there on the spot but he was able to hold firm, closing his eyes and going through the inane motions of his day again. He began moving within you, slowly, hoping to build up a steady pace that wasn’t too much for him.

“Feels good,” you moaned. Kai just felt so in tune with your body in a way that no one had ever been before, certainly not your ex.

“Yeah, you like it?” He asked, continuing to fuck you while he kissed your jawline. “You’re such a greedy fucking girl, noona…”

You giggled and put your hand in Kai’s hair, grabbing and tugging it a little so that he looked up at you. “You better make me cum tonight or you’re never going to get to fuck me again, baby.”

He raised his eyebrows at your challenge. “I don’t think it’ll be too hard. You’re literally gushing for me. You want me as much as I want you.” He used one hand to reach down and slowly begin playing with your clit, causing you to gasp. “I own this pussy already.”

You moaned in pleasure as he continued to rub your clit, the feeling of his cock pounding away inside you while his fingers were on your sweet spot was enough to almost push you over the edge. Kai, seemingly sensing this, stopped his ministrations, holding himself still.

“Kai!” You exclaimed, half frustrated and half amused. “I was close.”

“No way, noona. You can’t make it that easy for me.” He pulled out of you and sat down beside you on the couch, his back against the sofa cushions. “Get on top of me. I’m gonna make you work to cum.”

Annoyed, you did as he said. Straddling him, you took his length in your hand and lined it up with your entrance. This time it was your turn to tease him, lowering yourself onto him halfway and clenching. Kai grabbed your hips and forced you down onto him, while thrusting his own hips up into you. He looked almost irritated. “Don’t fucking tease me,” he said. It was jarring how he seemed to go back and forth between playful and serious. “You’re going to cum all over my cock like the good little slut you are… My slut,” he added.

You reached down and grabbed his shoulders for purchase. You bounced on his cock while he grabbed your ass. “Yes Kai, I’m your slut,” you whined out breathlessly. As crazy as it sounded after everything that had happened that night, you wanted to be his, to be owned by him. Being with him felt right and safe. He grabbed you and kissed you again and you moaned into his mouth.

“That’s right. Mine. Tell me how much you love it.”

“I love being your slut, Kai…” you moaned.

“And I’m the best you’ve ever had, right? You’ve never been fucked so good before, have you?”

“Never.”

You could feel your orgasm getting closer and it was making you desperate, you babbled incoherently about how much you loved his cock, how much you loved getting fucked by him, how you wanted him to own your body. “I’m gonna cum, Kai, please, please let me cum this time.”

“Of course, noona, you’ve been such a good girl,” Kai replied. “Cum for me,” he said, nipping at your jawline while fingering your clit.

It only took a few seconds to push you over the edge. The orgasm wracked your entire body as you let out an,”Oh my god, Kai!”

Watching you cum for him, and on him, felt like it was going to make him crazy. He used his strength to keep fucking up into you even as you came down from your orgasm. He was going to cum and he wanted to, no, he had to, do it inside you. He would ask your permission, but it didn’t matter what you said, he knew he was going to do it anyway.

“Noona… I’m gonna cum too… Won’t you let me cum inside your pretty pussy? Please?”

You panicked a little. You weren’t on any type of birth control and you knew that you were due your period in about two weeks, so it was likely a dangerous time for this.

“No, Kai… It’s not safe… Not tonight. Next time,” you replied gently, trying to climb up off his cock but he held you on to it firmly.

“Please, noona,” he said, his voice coming out with a whine. “Please… I’ve been such a good boy, haven’t I? I made you feel good, right? Haven’t I been such a good boy for you, mommy?”

Mommy. No one had ever called you that before. You hadn’t expected it, but the use of that word did something to you. You felt yourself clench.

“Yes, baby. You’ve been such a good boy,” you relented, grabbing his face and kissing him on the cheek. You whispered into his ear, “Cum inside mommy.”

With that Kai flipped you on your back while you were still on his cock. He was on top of you now and he sped his pace up, releasing himself inside you with a groan. He collapsed on top of you, breathing heavily.

After a few seconds, the two of you readjusted yourselves on the couch so that Kai was laying flat on his back on the couch while you were laying on your side beside him, half on top of him. You laid your head on his chest, feeling his heart pounding inside of it.

“You know what this means, right?” Kai said, running a hand in your hair.

“Mmm? What does it mean, baby?” You were on the verge of falling asleep at that moment but you forced yourself to stay awake.

“You belong to me now. No one else can touch you ever again.”

“Is that right?” You asked with a sleepy giggle. “And what if I don’t agree to this?” You looked up at him, batting your lashes.

He shrugged. “It’s not really up to you.”

“So what? You make my decisions for me now?”

Kai smirked but said nothing, kissing you on the forehead.

You opened your mouth to argue but then shut it again. To be honest, you were exhausted and what he was proposing didn’t sound so bad at the moment. It would be nice to be able to not think and put all your responsibilities on Kai.

You closed your eyes and fell asleep quickly. Kai slipped out from underneath you, careful not to wake you. He picked you up and carried you bridal style to his small bedroom where he put you down on his bed. He smiled to himself at how deep a sleeper you were, you hadn’t moved a muscle when he moved you. He covered you in a blanket and planted a kiss on your cheek before putting on some pajama bottoms and making his way on to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

Everything had gone perfectly tonight and he couldn’t help but feel a little giddy. You were his, you hadn’t even argued. All those months of watching you and waiting, convincing your friend to set the two of you up had finally paid off. Tomorrow he’d take you to a secluded house in the forest where he could truly keep you all to himself. He didn’t want you to look at anyone else and he didn’t want anyone else to look at you either. Everything was set up there, the locks on the doors and windows so you couldn’t escape even if you decided you had regrets.

Kai put his cigarette out and tossed it over the balcony. He watched it flicker for a few seconds on the cement below before dying completely, excitedly thinking about what the next day would bring.

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aqupisrecs · 2 years ago

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[ ● FIC REC ] FILE NAME : KAI / KIM JONG-IN

CONTENTS : M - Mature, ✰ - Favorites, ⚘ - Fluff, ♧ - Angst

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Going Live > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kisses #1 > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sweet Cherry ft. Taemin > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Home Alone > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dumbification/Degradation > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Confession > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Play Time > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Barista Boy > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Yes, Sir ft. Sehun > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Martymachlia > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Incubus > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀We Found Love > </ ✰ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Heat Wave > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sleepy S*x > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Daddy > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dirty > </ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Flirty Drunk > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Watching Jongin Masturb*te > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Too Hot to Handle > </ ✰ M >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Sinner > </ ♧ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Kim Jongin as a Boyfriend > </ M ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀Dad EXO Headcanon: A-Z > </ ⚘ >

⠀⠀⠀⠀<⠀⠀6:51 AM > </ ✰ ⚘ >

Updated [ 2023 - July - 16 ]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ -> Masterlist

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writemekpop · 2 years ago

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Idol Spotlight | Kim Jongin (Kai)

Ay-yo! Let us take you on a journey through our fave Kai fics…

🌻 - Fluff ☔️ - Angst 💋 - Smut

1. Dirty 💋

Summary: “All I can think about is bending you over this sink and fucking you,” Kai said. Or were you just imagining?

Genre: Suggestive, Kitchen sex

2. Hot Mess 💋

Summary: You come home one night to find Kai naked in your bed… is he cheating on you?

Genre: Established relationship AU, smut

3. Daddy’s Little Princess 🌻

Summary: You and your husband Kai gaze lovingly at your newborn daughter in the hospital. Only, not everything is at it seems…

Genre: New Parents AU, Baby Daddy!Kai, Fluff

4. Kiss and Tell 🌻

Summary: Soft kisses turn into a full make-out session with Kai on the couch of a friend’s party. But someone swears they saw you on a date with Kai’s best friend just this afternoon. Chaos ensues.

Genre: Fluff

+ MAIN MASTERLIST+

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itstheoneshot · 1 year ago

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Kinktober Day 23

Mommy Kink - Kai

!sub Kai

Jongin was so needy. Such a soft and sweet hearted man. It made you melt when he was in need of attention, affection, and craving to be cared for by you in the way that you both knew best.

Nothing particularly different had happened today. In fact, it should have really been easier, with Jongin in public service duty, rather than his usual idol life. But he was exhausted, after a week behind the desk, with no enjoyable human interactions, he was desperate.

You had noticed, and were already in the midst of making his favourite dinner, and pouring a beer for him, which he takes from you gratefully before sitting down to watch you cook. He had offered to help, but you knew better than to accept that, I don’t want to burn the house down today, Nini. You leave the pot to simmer, knowing it will take almost an hour to be ready, now you have the time for Jongin instead.

“What can I do, baby?” You ask him softly, watching the way that he licks his lips after a large sip from the glass he holds in his two hands.

He pouts in thought for a moment, and you melt at the sight of him, “I’m not sure… Can you make me forget?”

You could laugh at the request, but you know that he means it. In his own way, asking to be dragged into subspace, and you know exactly how to do that.

Stepping forward, you move around to stand in front of him and cup his cheek with your hand. He nuzzles into it gently, breathing in your scent, and getting comfortable.

“Tell me what you want,” You murmur, gently redirecting his attention so that he meets your gaze, “I want to help you.”

You feel his cheeks warm up as he blushes, flustered at the idea of being honest, but you read him like a book and know the words that will come out.

“I want you,” He mumbles, “Please, mommy?”

He has you wrapped around his finger, putty in his hands, you could never decline such a request, smiling softly at him you take his hands and drag him up onto his feet, “Come then, should we make you more comfortable?”

Taken away from the kitchen, you only make it halfway down the hall before he is on you, kissing with a fiery desperation whilst whining in want and impatient need. You don’t make it to the bedroom, instead pulled into the living area, and you tug him down onto the sofa where he straddles you at first, his cock already hardening, each grind into you has it rubbing against your stomach while he chases the little relief that he gets from the friction.

“Nini, my love,” You coo, guiding him down onto his back, repositioning so that you are on top, “Let me help, it hurts, doesn’t it?”

Jongin’s eyes are blown out and watery, nodding at you while he bites his swollen bottom lip, eagerly lifting his hips to aid you in pulling his pants down before you stand to remove your own. He pulls his t-shirt over his head while you undress, growing more impatient by the second he is desperate to have you, and he is going to get exactly what he wants.

You wrap a hand around his shaft once you return to your position, this time straddling his thighs, and his hand moves to your core to return the favour, to prepare you for him, though this won’t take too much effort. He works you so well, even while distracted as you ease some of his pain, so worked up, hard and red and twitching with each movement of your hand. He curls his fingers inside you and the moan that you let out is pitiful, desire taking you over and each second without him inside you is too much.

“Mommy, please,” He whimpers, his hands on your hips as you lift yourself up, “Come on, don’t make me wait.”

You settle down, lowering yourself onto his cock, feeling every inch as he fills you up, giggling as he whines at the initial pressure, waiting for you to adjust. He looks so innocent under you, widened eyes and pouted lips, breathing staggered as he tries to remain composed. You easily lift up before dropping down again, this time faster, more forceful, crying out as the tip of his cock hits your cervix. You rest your hands on his chest to help keep your balance, finding a steady rhythm to ride him in, rolling your hips with every thrust, loving the way that he feels inside of you, stimulating your senses just as you are his.

With pathetic cries of mommy, mommy, mommy! Jongin enjoys every second, which only increases your effort, strength, and adrenaline as you try to give him your all. Though your thighs grow tired, burning with exertion, Jongin picks up on that, trying to help you but seeming uncertain as to how.

“Would you like to fuck me instead, baby boy?” You ask him, giving him the answer he was searching for, “You always do so well when you do.” The idea excites Jongin, scrambling to reverse your positioning, you pull him on top of you and he thrusts back in only a second later. He is fast, wanting to make up for the effort that you have put in, chasing the high not too far away for either of you. It is adorable watching him, and so fucking hot feeling him, vision blurring and knot in your stomach tightening every time he hits in just the right spot. You reach orgasm quickly, it washes over you completely and you lose sense of time, of reality, nothing existing except for the beautiful man balls deep inside of you. Your high brings on his, tears streaming down his face as he releases inside of you, babbling and mumbling, incoherent words as he empties his cock, muttering thank yous and promises to love you and only you forever, his mommy.

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kcake555 · 3 months ago

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Kai cake 🍰

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xotaemintol · 1 year ago

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fillmeuplikehelium · 2 years ago

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Tiny waist - Kim Jongin

Noona, do I look pretty in this?

Warnings and tags: rated M, sub!kai, fem!reader, dirty talk, praise kink

Word count: 700

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Today was the last day of Rover promotions. You finally had time to go see Jongin perform live on TV and now you were waiting for him in his changing room. You were about to fall asleep on the sofa when you heard the door open and saw Jongin stepping in. He saw you and instantly smiled with his shiny eyes.

"Noona... I didn't expect you to come see me!"

He closed the door and approached you slowly, still a little out of breath from the performance. You could see a thin layer of sweat covering his face and neck.

"How could I not be here? You are my favourite artist of all time, my dear."

Your words made Jongin blush and smile even more. He sat down next to you and laid his head on your shoulder, searching for your cuddles. You started slowly stroking his hair as Jongin wrapped one arm around your waist. He brought his face closer to yours and spoke softly.

"Did you see me on TV, noona? Was I good?"

"You did great, darling. You know how much I love to see you dance... especially when you wear this kind of clothes." You teased him, touching the hem of his crop top.

"I'm so glad you came today, noona..." Jongin confessed.

Jongin moved to sit comfortably on your lap, putting his hands on your shoulders and bringing his body closer to yours. You could feel how warm his body was through his clothes. You decided to place your hands on his toned legs, not daring to touch his bare skin just yet.

"I really wanted to show you this outfit, noona..." He continued, looking at you straight in the eye. "Do you like it? Do I look pretty in this?"

"Yes, baby. You look so pretty..." you praised him, caressing one of his cheeks with the back of your hand, "You always look so pretty..."

Jongin grabbed both of your hands and placed them on his waist, moaning softly as he slowly brought them up his body, making you caress his tummy and chest under his top. He closed his eyes and moved his hips on top of you, searching for more friction.

"Baby..." you whispered on his ear. "What do you want me to do with your pretty body and this tiny waist of yours? Tell me..."

"I want you to touch me, noona... I'll be good for you... Please, touch me..."

Jongin would always get so docile and soft whenever he was with you. You moved your head closer, licking a drop of sweat that was falling down his neck as your hands travelled down his toned back and gripped on his ass. Jongin moaned and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pressing his chest against yours and making you feel his hard cock trapped in his jeans against your abdomen. He searched for your lips but you avoided his mouth and went to lick his earlobe instead, wanting to make him beg a little more.

"Since I put on this crop top this afternoon I started thinking about you, noona." He kept talking as you left kisses all over his neck. "I wanted to feel your hands on my waist, telling me how pretty I looked for you... I wanted you to rip my clothes off and leave me wearing only this tiny slutty top. You can touch me everywhere, noona... You can fuck me and make me cum all over my tummy if you want... I'll be good, I promise... Please..."

"You were such a well behaved boy this past weeks, baby. I'll give you whatever you need... But you'll have to wait until we're home... We can't do that here."

"Noona... no... Nobody will come in without knocking... Please..." Jongin begged.

"Shhh, baby. Get your stuff and let's get out of here."

"Yes, noona." He nodded with a pout. "I love you..."

You grabbed his cheeks and gave him a kiss, making him smile and hug you sweetly. He got up from your lap and quickly started packing his stuff, not wanting to waste another second.

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Also on ao3:

Tiny waist

#kai smut #exo kai smut #kim jongin smut #superm smut #exo smut #exo kai #kim jongin #kai fanfic #exo fanfic #kpop smut

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devotedlykoneshots · 2 years ago

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KIM JONGIN : OVERTIME WITH MR KIM

Genre: 🔞 minors DNI, vampire au, vampire Kai, human reader, idk what this is it just happened and idk how to feel about it.

Word count: 1,709

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"y/n come meet my son jongin, he just flew in this morning"your boss was excited to have his favorite maid meet his first born, the man that stood before you was the man you had a one night stand with a few years ago but he smiles politely.

"My father talks about you a lot, it's nice to meet you"he shakes your hand and you couldn't help but notice the expensive jewelry he wore.

"You too"you said politely, looking at your boss expectantly but his son speaks up again.

"I see you've been taking care of the house, we put a lot of blood , sweat and tears into this place"he said, unfortunately for you the emphasis he put on blood went over your head and his father smiled fondly.

"Of course, that's what I'm here for"you said and kai knew he had to have you right then and there but he had to plan this carefully.

"I'm staying for a few days , so I should go unpack. Is my old room cleared?"kai spoke up and you nodded.

"Yes! Your father had me clean it up just for you this morning"you said and he gives you one last look before turning and making his way to his room.

"You did great, I think he likes you"you just laughed it off, your boss was such a jokester. He couldn't possibly be serious.

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After a few days of getting under your skin kai decided today was the day, he had to put his plan in motion.

He has enough of the secret touches, cornering you in every room, corner and crevice of the house until he was sure you'd think about him every time you came across it.

The secret touches during dinner, even going as far as dropping his drink whenever you're near just to lick up the excess juice that landed upon your leg and smiling at the shiver that ran down your spine.

So he stalked into the kitchen and made a beeline straight for you, arms folded and jaw clenched as he feigned anger.

"Why do I remember kissing you?"you immediately turn your back to the man as soon as he crossed the room and spoke to you.

"Me?"checking on his father's dinner as you tried to ignore everything that he was saying.

"Yeah you"he rolled his eyes, seeing right through you.

"I don't know what you're talking about"you told him and turned around but he's got you cornered, hands on either side of your figure.

"We both know that's not true"he said and you gulped drying your hands on the towel in your hand.

"I'm working"you reminded him but he didn't care.

"Consider yourself accounted for,now answer the question"he said and you looked around to see some of the ladies watching you.

"Can't we do this later?"you asked him and he clicks his tongue.

"Sure, come to my room before you clock out"he said and leaned closer to you , your hand coming up to cover your mouth.

"You could use some overtime"he whispered in your ear before finally backing off and walking out of the kitchen, you finally let out the breath you didn't realize you were holding before you turned around and busied yourself to keep yourself distracted from the judgemental eyes of your peers.

He was right, you did need the overtime.

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You shouldn't have listened to him , you should've just clocked out and gone home but that's not what you did.

Now you're in this compromising situation with kai pining you to the door, lips brushing against yours ever so slightly.

"You have five seconds to pull

away before I change my mind. I

don't want you regretting this kiss"he warned you but deep down you knew you didn't want to,so when he sees you staying still he doesn't hesitate going straight in for it.

Your lips colliding and you gasped softly,your moan being muffled by his tongue invading your mouth and not letting a single drop of your saliva go to waste.

Your back hits the door again as he pushes you back against the door and places his knee between your legs, pulling away from the kiss to let you breathe.

"Mr Kim"he's moving your hips against his thigh as he guides you to grind against his thigh, your voice shaking as you try to reason with the man.

It was no use.

"Tongue out"is all he said and you obeyed immediately, your tongue lolling out of your mouth and he uses his own tongue to lick the muscle before taking it into his mouth to suck on.

A squeal leaves your lips at the lewd sounds he made as he attacked your tongue with his own,picking you up and locking the door before carrying you to his massive bed.

He lays you down and immediately brings his lips to your neck, you bite your bottom lip and tilt your head for him as you expose more of your neck for him to mark up.

"Fuck-, I bet you're wet already"he said and started to kiss down your body, he looks up at you and you swear you saw his eyes turn red for a moment but it was only for a second but before you could even dwell on what you saw his tongue was on your clit.

"Let's see if I'm right"he breathes in your scent and licks you through your panties before pulling them off completely, he's back between your legs in an inhumane speed and his tongue is back on your bare pussy as he licks you feverishly.

"Mr. Kim"you can't help but moan out, you're too into the pleasure to notice anything else with your eyes closed and back arching as he brings you to ecstasy on his tongue more than 3 times in a row.

He was insatiable, he couldn't get enough and he was ready to lick you through your fourth orgasm but a hand on his head stopped him.

"I'm too sensitive"you whimpered and he kisses back up your body,your back arching into his touch it was almost as if you were too aware of his every touch.

He pulls off your dress and tosses it across the room, next to go is your bra and he tosses it next before taking your nipple into his mouth.

"M-mr Kim"it was almost too overwhelming, that and mixed with his fingers slipping into your entrance to pump inside of you slowly. You felt like you would explode,your body arching and trembling until he had to use a hand to keep you still.

"Oh fuck-"you cried out , a choked moan leaving your lips as you cum once again and his lips are back on your pussy to catch your release on his tongue.

"Mr Kim!"your fingers grip onto his hair tightly as he licks you through your orgasm until you're weakly pushing his head away again, breathing heavily and trying to stop your body from trembling.

"One more"he said as he kisses your neck and removes his clothes, thick cock trapped between your bodies and you bite his bottom lip.

A deep groan leaving his lips before he's slowly pushing his cock into you, your eyes roll to the back of your head at his sheer size as he's already penetrating you deeply and he hadn't even began moving yet.

"I don't know if I can take it"you spoke and he hums,rolling his hips into you and kissing your lips again.

"I know you can,you've done it before"you had no chance to dwell on what he said as he immediately grabs onto the headboard and pounds his cock into you.

Your moans gets trapped in throat and he kisses your lips deeply, cooing at the look on your face but never letting up on his thrusts.

"Breathe,come on pretty"he coaxes you back down to earth and you breathe on your own, placing a hand on your lower belly.

"Oh fuck-"you cry out and he kisses your lips as he pounds his cock into you faster, harder and deeper.

You scream against his lips and dig your nails into his back , he wraps your legs around his waist and you began to shake from your impending orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum"you whine against his lips and he pulls back, hiding his face in your neck and a hand covers your mouth as you cum.

He bites your neck and sucks your blood as he continues to fuck his cock into you deeply, only amplifying your pleasure and your eyes roll into the back of your head.

He pulls back and licks his lips, crimson red staining his lips before he flips you over and pushes your legs apart.

He spits on your asshole and enters your pussy as he works on opening you up for his fingers, once you come back down to earth you whimper.

"Y-you're-"he cuts you off.

"Gonna make you cum again, that's what I'm gonna do"you first the sheets beneath you as he gets his finger inside of your asshole and shushes your cries.

"Relax, my love"he speaks in his mother tongue, you're delirious at this point and he's grinning as he bites the other side of your neck.

Sucking your blood and growling deeply as he fingers your asshole a little faster as you relax, all while thrusting his cock into you at the same time.

You cum again and your toes curl, he hisses and ruts against your ass as you cry out from overstimulation.

A few more thrusts and he lets out a deep moan,filling you with his seed and your eyes roll to the back of your head as you collapse again.

He pulls back and pulls out of you, moving beside you and stroking your hair as he waits for you to wake up so he could give you the good news.

Well , good news for him but not so good news for you.

You were his, now and forever.

#exo smut #kai smut #kim jongin smut #superm smut

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sanjoongie · 2 years ago

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Confession

Inspired by Kai’s solo stages confession and spoiler

To my ex husband (ex ult lmao) fr an old Exo-L

Pairing: Kai/ Jongin, Exo x Reader (f)

Genre: Lovers to Enemies au??? Smut and Angst

Warning: verbal fighting, rough sex (consensual af), unsafe sex (it’s fiction but don’t do this in rl okay), multiple orgasms (male and female), swearing, begging, edging, light choking, multiple positions, cream pie, jesus I had a lot to give

Word Count: 3,232

Rated: 18+ MDNI, smut with angst!

A/N: reposting to celebrate our friend anniversary with @ninibears-erigom I’m the better for having you in my life. I will always think of the voice messages you would send to me with a new idea. I miss those days! <3

You leaned against the door frame into your condo. “And who are you?” You said, utter sarcasm dripping from your lips.

“Very funny. Are you going to let me in?”

“Do I know you? I used to know a Jongin, once. It’s been a really long time though.”

“Listen, I’m not going to apologize for being busy with pursuing my life. But I called and you answered. Did you bring me here to berate me in your hallways?”

Jongin still pouted when he got angry. Shit. You pushed your door open and turned to walk back into your place. “Oh yeah. I remember you. Come on in.”

Jongin rolled his eyes at your continued sarcasm. He doesn’t take his jacket or hat off but he does toe off his shoes while looking around. Your place is a mix of modern and old and he thinks it suits you. “I brought tequila. The good stuff. Only the best for me, you know.”

You laughed bitterly loudly from in the kitchen. You were rummaging around for shot glasses, you swore you still had some. Jongin heard the glasses clinking and found you on your tiptoes trying to get the dusty shot glasses from a higher shelf.

Jongin didn’t let himself wonder for too long why he hadn't noticed you wearing a crop top earlier. He can see your back dimples and that makes him think of you in a completely different way.

“Ugh!” You shouted in frustration. You settled on the heels of your feet and grabbed normal glasses instead. “Sorry, your highness, I didn’t realize I needed to polish the silverware for your return.”

You grab the bottle out of his hands and Jongin watched you with his typical stoic face as you gulped the liquid down. “Are you sure all that’s necessary? We did agree to the same thing, did we not?”

You put the bottle down and shoved it back to Jongin. “Yes, I remember. And I don’t need the liquor. It’s my heart that has to get drunk to consider this again.”

Jongin took his own fair share of swigs. “Is this gonna be like one of those nights where I’ve come home really late when I said I was coming early? Where you do this angry act like I’ve pissed you off. Except really you’re just frustratingly horny and taking it out on me verbally?” Jongin circumvented the island that had separated you two previously and moved to your back. You stubbornly stayed leaning against the island which was convenient for Jongin. He smoothed his hands over your ass and around to your hips. “Do you remember our angry fucks?”

You sputtered and coughed and that was exactly the kind of reaction Jongin was looking for. You stand up and turn around to face him. “No, this is not like one of those nights.”

“No? You’re not angry at me for some reason that alludes me?” Jongin shook his head. “Okay, I’ll play along.” Jongin gripped the island counter with both hands. He was eye level with you now. “What kind of booty call is this then?”

“This is the kind where you shut up so I can just look at your pretty body and cum!” You spat pure venom on him through your choice of words.

Oh, you were angry at him alright. You were looking to draw blood with those words. But Jongin had been tired of your sarcasm. He wanted to see your real anger, red and ugly. He knew it was the only passion you had left of him. It was his fault but at least he was still in control of this.

Jongin smiled at you but it was not a happy smile. It was sharp and crooked and bad. “Shall we, then?”

The pressure of his body was gone and you follow him with your eyes as he leaves the kitchen. He tossed his hat off, ruffling his hair until it was to his satisfaction. Next, the white jacket, that slips off his shoulders as if it wished it didn’t have to leave his body. So he just was in his pants now, not that you’re complaining. Seeing his tanned, muscled shoulders filling your hallway just flat did something for you. He even managed to remember which door was yours. Bastard.

“Are you coming or is it just going to be me in your bedroom?”

The imagery of Jongin stripped naked, ready and waiting on your bed is overkill. Jongin knew that. But he also knew exactly how vivid your imagination was. If you weren’t fighting a blush, he would be surprised.

You paused to pick up the clothes he had discarded. “Well, I have to clean up after his highness, so I’m sorry if I take longer than you.”

You were back behind your sarcasm wall and that didn’t impress Jongin much. So he sat down on your bed, leaned back on his hands and watched you come in with predator eyes. He followed your every move as you folded his jacket up neatly. You put it and his hat on a dresser.

“You’re stalling,” He purred from his place on your bed.

“I thought I told you to shut that pretty mouth.”

Jongin bit down on his tongue in such temptation that your knees almost buckled right then and there. He somehow grinned and shrugged at the same time.

Your body acquired goosebumps in one fell wave. You decided it would be best to just get through this as quickly as possible. You didn’t want to give Jongin enough time to work his black magic and make you fall in love with him again.

You pulled off your crop top, leaving yourself in just your bra. You get on your knees and straddle Jongin. He hasn’t moved back in the slightest so you’re just riding one thigh. “We are not kissing!” You warned him.

“I thought I had a pretty mouth?”

“Yes, one to watch not to touch,” You said back with equal teasing nature.

Jongin shrugged one more time, as if to say ‘your loss’ and then your fingers were at his belt buckle. Jongin’s stomach muscles rippled as you went straight for the prize. There was no hesitation in your fingers as the belt is loosened and you're pulling the top button of his jeans and then pulling down the zipper.

Even seeing him in this state of undress got to you. You secretly never understood why he didn’t just replace Fabio on the front of every Romance novel from here on out.

“So many options, so little time, hmm?” Jongin hummed at you.

“I changed my mind. Just fuck me from behind. I don’t want to look at you.”

Your verbal whiplash appeared again and it struck Jongin visibly this time. He flinched at your words and you almost instantly wished you could take them back. “Your house, your rules.”

Except Jongin is determined to lure your heart out now with his hands. You moved further onto the bed, on your hands and knees. Jongin knew precisely how to drag a knuckle down your spine, as if he was admiring your body. He flicked the snap to your bra almost in one lazy motion, like it was hardly a consequence to him. He patiently worked your own pants off. Since you were home, they were simple and comfortable leggings, easily peeled off.

Not being able to see Jongin had its benefits. The problem was that instead of being empowered like when you had been straddling him, kneeling like this was almost like you had given him all the control.

“Wait,” You pushed yourself upwards, still on your knees but your body up straight now. Jongin’s fingers moved up your arm, lightly tapping as they went up to your shoulders. “Something wrong?”

“This is a mistake.”

“It was a mistake the minute I found your phone number still in my phone. It was a mistake when you texted me back. It was a mistake when you told me your address. It was a mistake when I drove here. But the minute I stepped into your place, it was no longer a mistake. It became a promise. My body promised yours that we would meet. I intend to keep that promise.”

Jongin started to open-mouth kiss you on the shoulder. He worked up your neck and you stretched it so he could continue. He sucked hardly on your pulse under your jaw and you moaned.

“What’s this, kitten?” Jongin murmured against your skin. “Do you like what I’m doing?” Your jaw tightened and Jongin’s shoulders moved in silent laughter.

“You know damn well--” A hand snapped to loosely cup your neck, tipping your head backwards. You swallowed with great trouble. “It feels good.”

“Just good?”

You had said the wrong adjective.

The hand around your neck dragged down the center of your body. They scraped your collarbones, moved down the valley of your breasts and turned downwards to smooth over your stomach. Jongin’s fingers remained splayed across your stomach. “Would you like an upgrade from good?”

Jongin’s fingers being that close to your lower half had you clenching. “I don’t need it,” You managed to say without letting your voice waver.

“Don’t need it? Either that means suddenly you like it very raw or…?” Jongin let his assumptions hang in the air. He leaned in so close, his chest against your bare back, his lips touching the shell of your ear. “Are you that wet already?”

“Jongin,” You warned him once.

“You are!” Jongin said with glee coating his voice. “Am I that amazing or are you secretly more happy I showed up than I originally thought? Hmm, what could this mean? Perhaps, you’ve thought about my fingers doing this while I was gone. How I would just sneak into your place one night and then drift my fingers lower and lower…” His fingers started to play the game his words were. Centimeter by centimeter, Jongin moved his hand lower, until he was just shy of cupping your core. “Did you picture it like this? Or did you have a rougher version?”

One swift push has your face in the duvet before you can catch yourself. His right hand snaked under your stomach and pulled your hips up. Essentially, your ass was in the air and your face was in the sheets. Jongin knew how much of a switch you were. He still didn’t really know what made you wetter: when you were in charge or when he was? Either way, he knew all your buttons and how hard to push them.

“Should I push your underwear aside and find out just how ready you are for me?” Jongin’s fingers ghosted over your ass cheeks now, following the hem of your underwear, sometimes tickling your hips.

You try to get control of your breathing but it's almost impossible. “J-jongin.” You cursed yourself for not being able to say his name without stuttering. “Just get it over with.”

Jongin moved his head like he had gotten hit. “Get it over with?!”

Now you’ve pushed him over the edge. No one ever answered one of his booty calls just to ‘get it over with’. He practically had women physically fight over who would get to bed him that evening--no, he HAD had women fight over him. For you to just cling to whatever was making you hold back, even though he was pulling all his tricks on you, well, that was a strike to his pride. And when Jongin felt the need to prove himself...God help any soul who had to experience it.

Or, in this case, God help you.

Your underwear got pulled down over your hips and ass until they hung between your thighs. Jongin kneaded his hands into the flesh of your butt, effectively pulling your ass cheeks apart. With one hand, he guided himself in. Rough or not, he knew exactly how tight you were and how if he really pushed himself in the way he wanted to, that would hurt you more. He wasn’t here to hurt you in that way.

Once he had fully bottomed out, he admired your figure laid out before him. Your back arched almost painfully. Your head was on its side as you tried to breathe in some fresh air. Your eyes blinked like you weren’t quite sure this was real. Your thighs quivered. You clenched down around him and he had to close his eyes to keep his control. “I hope you’re ready for ‘getting this over with’.”

The grueling pace that Jongin set, being at such an angle that he could hit the end of you, you gasped because of that in-between of pleasure and pain. Jongin jackhammering into you, only to slow down to strokes at a snail’s pace, was divine torture. He would get you perilously close to your peak only to lure you back down. To say you were a groaning mess underneath him would be an understatement. But still you did not beg for him to finish it.

“Had enough yet?” Jongin cooed during one of his slower paces.

“Not...even...close!” You managed to say through gritted teeth.

“Did you say you wanted to go even slower? Why, it would be my pleasure.”

You had no resistance, nor enough energy, in your body to stop Jongin as he rearranged you two so that you laid down on your sides. Jongin’s body cupped yours. He grabbed behind your knee of your higher leg and pulled it up towards your chest. His left hand went under your body and held it there while his right arm helped himself into you again.

You bit down on your lip as he stretched you again, although this time was an easier job since he had been fucking you senseless for half an hour. He was like velvet goodness inside of you, hard enough to brush against that one spot that made you see stars. His hips didn’t stutter as they lazily flicked into you. How he could be so slow and so quick at the same time made your heart start to beat faster again. Your hands stretched upward to find some purchase on something but Jongin grabbed them before you could reach his face. He held your two hands within a loose circle of his fingers against your chest. You are literally trapped by this man completely.

“Oh God, Jongin,” You groaned finally.

“Is there something you’d like to say to me?” Jongin pressed.

“Please go faster.”

“And what do I get by ‘getting this over with’ for you?” Jongin snarled into your ear. His pace remained ambling and sluggish.

“Goddamn you!” You cursed with a rough voice. “Stop torturing me. I can’t--” You have to stop to swallow a sob that’s threatening to bubble out of your mouth. “--don’t do this to me again.”

“I need more than that, kitten,” Jongin’s mouth hovered over the nape of your neck again.

You shove your pride down your throat and do what needs to be done. “Baby?” You whined, “I need you.”

You blinked and you went from on your side to on your back. Jongin was above you, eyes wandering over your face, looking for something that you had suppressed a long time ago. You turned your head to look away but Jongin’s hand on your chin stopped you. “Don’t hide.”

“Please, Jongin, please finish this. I don’t know how much longer I can--”

Jongin’s heart is thumping in his chest and he can’t let this go on any longer. If you uttered one more please as if your heart was going to break, his was going to go with yours. He could pretend that this was a booty call all he wanted, but the minute he had rediscovered your number in his phone, his dick hadn't throbbed but his heart had wretched. He had known you would say yes to a booty call before a one on one soulful talk. So here he was, torturing you, pushing you to break, when he wasn’t even ready to admit he was the one breaking. He missed you, God, how he had missed you.

Jongin’s fingers tightened on your thighs, your legs spread wide open for him. “Stop, stop. I’m going to take care of you. Don’t worry,” he promised you.

He eased himself inside of you for the third time this evening. His hands brace himself on either side of your head. His hair is clinging to his forehead and his mouth is open slightly to breath. His eyes are so dark it looks like his iris and pupils have disappeared into each other.

“Go!” You whimpered for the last time.

Jongin worked himself up to a fast pace that had your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Jongin is letting out small grunts as well, the slapping of skin on skin really the loudest noise in the room. A whine escaped Jongin’s lips and you can’t help but snap open your eyes. His face is very close to yours, you hadn't realized he had moved so close, on his elbows now, snapping his hips forward eagerly. You push your lips inward because there was nothing more you wanted to do than kiss Jongin and that was taking it too far.

Jongin smiled tiredly. “No kissing, I remember.”

So you remained face to face with Jongin as he coaxed a hard, nerve-shattering orgasm from your body. You cried out his name, back straining, hips thrusting, walls clenching as you rode it out. It was toe curling and Jongin drank in each and every reaction from your body. And just when you thought that you would melt into the blankets, your body barely still shaking from such an orgasm, Jongin started back up again.

“Nononono,” You chanted, pleading for the overstimulation to stop.

“Shhh, it’s fine,” Jongin pushed your hair out of your face. “You can do it. I know you can. And I haven’t come yet. You can be good and take another one, right?”

“Please!” You rasped but your body was already rolling at his motions. His steady pace didn’t stay for long. You groaned in pain as he hefted a leg over his shoulder to get a deeper angle inside of you. You both whined when he slipped deeper inside of you. He sped up until he could finally cum inside of you. He stayed there, hilt deep for a while, before shallow thrusting to ride out his own orgasm.

Jongin flopped on his back to catch his breath. You stayed where you were, your leg slowly laying down with your other one. “That…” How you had found any breath to speak was beyond you, “That was…”

Jongin smiled to himself. “Legendary.”

You lazily hit his arm with your fingers. “Shut it.”

“We’re doing this again,” Jongin pressed.

“We…” Like you could say no. “We’ll see.”

“Bullshit,” Jongin laughed. “Bull fucking shit.”

“Let me recover first and I’ll have a more solid answer for you,” You couldn’t help but laugh as well.

“Good luck with that,” Jongin teased.

Yeah, you were kidding yourself. If Jongin texted you again, you would be saying yes to this again. That was your confession to yourself. Spoiler alert: you liked the edging.

#kvanity #kwritersworldnet #exo smut #kim jongin smut #aylabear 🐻#topaz's work

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jongbross · 11 months ago

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hi, hope you're having a great day! can i request something with soft!dom jongin? thanks!

pairing: kim jongin x f!reader word count: 260 genre: smutty warnings: sexual content, choking, dirty talk, curse words, dick riding a/n: i miss jongin ��

jongin smirked when you moaned, fingers tugging just a little bit tighter at your throat.

"am i hurting you, jagi?", he asked, delighted at how you instantly mentioned that no, he wasn't. "good. remember to use your words, okay?"

your first instinct was to nod, but jongin raised his eyebrows at you and that alone made you stop.

"okay", you mumbled.

"good girl", jongin praised. "now ride me, baby."

he didn't have to ask you twice. your legs started to work on their own, hips rocking back and forth on top of jongin. his left hand was wrapped around your neck, while the other one was resting flat on your thigh. he didn't have any plans to help you, so you knew you would have to work hard for both your and his climax.

but as much as jongin loved to see you getting yourself off on him, your movements just weren't doing much to him. so that's why he grabbed your neck with a bit more of strength again, pulling you down to his face.

"aniya, baby", he complained, lips brushing yours. "not like that... you know how to do it, don't you?"

"um, but it just feels so good like this..."

"that was an order, jagi", jongin said, thumb pressing your vein.

shamelessly, you moaned at that. jongin smirked again when you nodded, suddenly starting to bounce up and down on him. he moaned too, moving his right hand to your ass so he could help you.

"just like that", he groaned. "fuck, baby, yeah... make us cum".

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t3kandson · 2 years ago

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Love will always find a way

Word count; 5,965

Fandom; Exo/SuperM

Pairing; Reader X Kim Jongin Aka Kai

Warnings; Angst, Forbidden love, Controlling father and slight boyfriend, Cheating, body marking & rough sex.

Notes; Happy Birthday to one of my hot Ult Wreckers

Breathing in the air you smile as you look at your childhood home, one that you hadn’t returned to for 10 years. Father having banished you to the English country side away from Korea. He refused to bring you back and instead him flying to England to visit you. Your boyfriend Jiwook was the son of a rich family in Seoul who had wooed you. From hearing that you had bagged a well respected boyfriend, he decided that after six months he wanted to meet him. Your surprise was that due to failing health that you was invited home.

“Sweetie,” Jiwook smiled his beautiful grin of excitement at you. You had met at the university you worked in, both as lecturer’s. Him a Contemporary south Asian lecturer, while you taught Theology and Religion. Jiwook was older then you by ten years, which ordered your immediate invitation. Your father had decided that he needed encouragement to make you his wife, him being almost 40 and unmarried.

You was surprised when his Personal assistant Eunsoo opened to greet you. “Where’s father?” you asked with concern as Jiwook pulled his arm round your waist towards him. “He’s not 100% but he will be down to greet you soon, he said to settle in and dinner will be in two hours.” He smiled as you thanked him making your way to your room.

Your heart froze to see that the pretty pink frills of your youth and posters of idols missing. In replacement pale white clinical like walls and furnishing that looked like it was from the Victorian era. You felt crushed that he had replaced the room as if to avoid any memory from you. But then he had never expected you to return home, so you could understand his reasons.

“What’s up sweetie you look emotional? Jiwook asked with concern. “This is all new,” you pouted as he laughed shaking his head. “Really I thought you was seeing ghosts of your past not redecoration trauma,” he chuckled as he threw his suitcase on the bed to start unpacking.

“Princess,” your father said in delight as you dashed to hug him. He looked more fragile then normal which hit you with deep concern. “Pa,” you said as he cupped your face to get a closer look your way. You could tell from his expression that his eye sight seemed to have been affected since you last met. “You must be Hwang Jiwook,” your father said moving to your partner. “Yes sir nice to meet you,” he replied bowing as he held on to your father’s hands in respect. “I’ve heard a lot about you but how about we sit down, my body can’t take standing for so long,” he chuckled as you help him to his seat to take the chair opposite your partner. “So how was the journey,” your father asks intrigued. “Well as you know I had to make a stop to visit my own father. Y/N was able to see our family home and meet the family,” Jiwook explained. “I hope she behaved,” your father teased but beneath he was asking had you passed there approval. “Yes she did, my father would like to give thanks for gifting his son such a beautiful Woman in his life,” Jiwook said every bit the charmer.

The four days you stayed in Jiwook’s family home was mostly living in spa’s and alone time. His busy father only having time to share breakfast one morning, which minus the polite curtesy hardly acknowledged your existence. “So tell me more about yourself,” Your father asked as Jiwook kept him entertained while you ate.

You arrived in the local town some bits still familiar, some not. Eyes roaming to the chemist to purchase some medicine for your father. Jiwook was busy on an assignment for the lecturer who had stepped in during your month vacation. Your eyes found the familiar store, your heart panged wondering if he was still here as it seemed his family was.

Sneaking a peak closer looking for a older version of his father, your heart skipped a beat when instead you found him instead.

Though he had aged it was only slightly. His features more maturer but with his angelic youthfulness remaining. His eyes that was easy to get lost in smiling as he chatted with the customers. He looks happy and content and you smiled beneath the pain at the view.

You was 18 when you experienced your first kiss. Kim Jongin was the school’s hottest Jockey, he showed something scary. But beneath his fierce look he was the most gentlest and kindest person you knew. You would help him stock his fathers shop most weekends, every time spent in Jongin’s company was one you enjoyed. You soon realised that you was in love with the fresh face boy that you pulled him to the local lodge in the city woods. Pressing your lips to his as you slowly started losing yourself, “Y/N,” he would chuckle under your kisses in attempt to get oxygen. Moments spent in the lodge just kissing and holding him was your daily dose of happiness. So when your father caught you both he sent you packing to England once he heard how you had fallen for him.

“Why don’t we run away?” you pleaded when you managed to escape. His lost broken face when you told him due to his father being his arch enemy that you both couldn’t date. “And leave my dad because your dad’s need for control,” Jongin said annoyed. “Look, we love each other right?” he added more calmly pulling you in. “Yes,” you sobbed against him as he put his cheek to your head. “Then we’re find each other again, trust me, trust this,” he said leaning away from you to place his hand over your heart. “But he’s sending me away I’m forbidden to come back,” you sob as he holds his watery eyes back. “Love will always find a way, have faith, not even England can keep us apart,” he smiled as he brushed one last kiss before your even angrier father stormed the lodge once more.

Jongin’s tears falling as you screamed for him, your hand reached out as if he could hold it. He knew better to even resist, not wanting his own family to be embroiled in another war with yours. The last thing you viewed was his hand over his heart as if it was hurting, tears staining his cheeks.

Placing your hand over your own you held the tears from your memories at bay. Lifting your eyes to look up at the window the shop was empty, bright lights still showing it was open. You leaned closer to get a look but almost stumbled into the glass pane. Jongin had disappeared as if he was never there.

Had you imagined him there? You knew his strong love for his family was powerful but would he really remain in the shop?

You turned to return to the chemist, but almost stumbled back when Jongin was stood there arms folded with a serious expression on his face. “You know it’s illegal to perv, what are you some sort of weirdo,” he said harshly as you blinked at him.

Did he really not recognise you? If he didn’t did you remind him? He looked content to not have his heart rebroken.

“Sorry apologies,” you said bowing to turn away. “Really Y/N I was joking,” he smiled with his mischievous smirk. “Did you really think I would forget your face, even after all these years,” he said grinning your favourite smile that warmed your heart. “I did wonder yes, it’s been a while and time hasn’t been as good to me as it has with you,” you said subconsciously pulling on your hat to make sure no strands of fuzzy hair was on show. “You must not have mirrors in England, i presume that’s where you remained,” he asked as you smiled beneath the pain. “Yes I’m a lecturer at Oxford University,” you said slightly blushing. “Wow that sounds amazing, what are you lecturing those poor students?” he teased making you stifle a chuckle. “Theology and religion,” you replied blushing, “so you come back home to study the gods and now I know why your perving at me,” he adds playfully. “Flirty as ever I see Jongin,” you said feeling as if nothing had changed between you. “Flirty, moi, I don’t know where you get that idea from,” he smirked. “How long are you here, you know studying the Greek god that is, you know me,” he said flicking his pretend hair. “Just a little bit over three weeks,” you added as he smiled even brighter. “Well you know where to find me if you fancy a proper catch up,” he smiles.

“Pass me your phone,” you ask showing him your palm as he reached to place it. You dialled your number in, ringing yourself before passing it back. “Now we can message,” you said giddily like you was teenagers. “Well message me when you fancy a coffee or something,” he smiles as you nod. “Kim Jongin it’s been lovely to see you again after all this time,” you said smiling ear to ear. “Same to you,” he said, his eyes focusing on yours as if it was stealing as much memory before you was parted once more.

“Oh great,” you heard Eunsoo growl looking at his notes over breakfast. “What’s up?” You questioned buttering your toast. “I was suppose to order your fathers favourite liquor and it seems I didn’t,” he said brushing his hands through his hair. “I can pop into town and fetch it if it helps,” you smiled looking forward to going back into town. “Would you mind?” he asked looking grateful. “I’m here to help Eunsoo, so no I don’t mind,” you said biting in to your toast excited at the prospect of seeing Jongin once more.

However, your heart almost froze when you saw him holding some woman in his grip while they was stocking the shelves. You couldn’t help but feel hurt, but also betrayed despite knowing you had no right. That was something that you did together when you two dated, but you now had a boyfriend, though soon to be husband if your father had anything to do with it. The way he looked at her with pure besottedness was the same way he use to once look at you. You wasn’t afraid to admit that your jealousy streak was raging. He’s eyes found there way to yours as it paled, the guilt of being caught on his face. Smiling you nodded as you continued making your way, letting your feet hurry there pace so he couldn’t catch up with you. One glimpse towards the shop from your car saw him take a step to the street. You gave him a quick wave and made your way.

When you pulled up to the house your phone blinged.

Jongin; Why did you run?

Y/N; Sorry was in a rush, was running errands.

Jongin; So it’s not because you found me with another woman.

Y/N; You make it sound like I caught you in some sort of affair lol.

Jongin; She’s my fiancée.

Your heart hurt reading those words as you closed your eyes. Why did you insist of popping into town? Why didn’t you just get the things off Eunsoo’s list and return?

Jongin; Sorry.

Y/N; For what having a life. Do you think I wanted you to be miserable.

Y/N; I’m happy for you. You two look good together.

Jongin; Her name is Sua.

Y/N; how long?

Jongin; four years now.

Y/N; Just an engagement! your slacking Kim Jongin lol.

Jongin; Time finding our way took a while, that’s all.

Jongin; What about you?

You closed your eyes not really content revealing you had someone, but it was only fair you was honest also.

Y/N; Yes Jiwook, Six months, No engagement plans. Though I’m sure my father will press him for one though.

Jongin; We should meet with our partners, it’ll be good to catch up.

Y/N; We’re see, Jiwook’s a busy man.

However, when you explained about meeting a friend, Jiwook was excited to get to know them.

You could have kicked Jongin when he held the laughs you knew he was containing hidden upon introducing. Sua seemed lovely, Jongin equally crazy about her as he intently looked her with devotion as she spoke how they met. She was a charity worker in Cambodia, Jongin had met her when he went out for a short project shipping toys to the local orphanage. They had kept in contact for the whole three years till she came home to Korea, moving to Suncheon. They both intently listened to yours & Jiwook’s relationship story, Jongin pursing his lips occasionally but smile reforming when you glanced his way. However, you both kept your own relationship hidden away from your partners.

“There some lovely friends,” Jiwook said when you pulled into the drive. “Yeah they are, I’m glad you like them,” you said smiling at him as you put the hand break up. “You seem happy and carefree around them both,” he asked intrigued. “I’ve known Jongin most my life,” you smiled his way as you undid your belt. “He’s a good looking guy,” Jiwook quizzed a little too much for your comfort. “Jiwook are you jealous because you needn’t be,” you said leaning in to place a kiss to his unprepared lips. The smile on his face told you that he was happily convinced.

You walked into the house to find your father waiting in the living room. His face full of thunder as you rushed to him with concern. “Pa what’s up?” you asked as you helped him sit, but his lips curve up towards you like an angry beast. You gulp knowing what words would spill from his lips and you brace yourself for the words to be spilled.

“The one time I trust you to come home and you go straight to him.” He growled at you as you took a step back. “Who?” Jiwook said confused as he rushed to your side. “You’ve even got your future husband meeting with him, bet you thought you was so clever,” he said as his face went red.

You would normally had got scared but this time you was older, you crossed your arms letting anger be shown on your face. “You mean did I meet with Jongin yes, me and Jiwook did with him and his fiancée. So stop being ridiculous with your aggression and relax before you give yourself a heart attack,” you scorned him as his eyes widened in your new approach.

“What’s wrong with Jongin? I think him and Sua are lovely people,” Jiwook added as you smiled at him for his support. “There lovers Jiwook, keep your woman in line before he steals her,” he shouted at your boyfriend. “Pa stop over reacting, Jongin isn’t my boyfriend,” you said pressing your hand on his shoulder as Eunsoo made his way in to the room.

“I’ve met them, Jongin seems very In love with his partner, I’m sure i have nothing to worry about,” Jiwook reassured your father.

“He’s the reason she lives in England,” your father spat out at him as you closed your eyes briefly. “I caught them being less then innocent in the woods,” he added as Jiwook remained unaffected. “Pa that was ten years ago, come on now calm down,” you said as Eunsoo came to you both. “Think he’s tired and being irrational he might need sleep,” you said to him as he nodded. “Y/N I swear you better stay away from him, from that family,” he growled as Eunsoo helped him from his seat.

“So what’s the real story?” Jiwook asks arms folded once your father has left. “He’s someone that I kissed when I was a teenager,” you said looking up at him. “So you dated when you was kids?” He questioned. “I suppose you could say so, Pa has a very negative relationship with the Kim’s. He freaked imagining all sorts and sent me to England,” you said in attempt to reassure him. “And all these years?” He pushed trying to figure out yours and Jongin’s relationship. “We never spoke not till we came back, you know with you,” you smiled as you pressed your hand to his chest to press a kiss to his lips. “So it wasn’t a lovers reunion then?” He continued to question struggling to fathom that there was nothing between you both. Though your heart screamed for the past you shared, that and the fact he was so alluringly beautiful and sexy. The pains you felt when you found he had a relationship you knew you would never return back there, Jiwook was your life. “No,” you smiled pressing a kiss to his lips briefly.

“Can I ask something then?” He asked as you looked up to him. “Can I ask to protect your fathers health, that you don’t see him for the rest of the vacation,” he asked as you took a step back. “What because of a relationship I had when I was a kid, he’s still my friend Jiwook. Please don’t be another man in my life who tells me who I can have as a friend,” you said slightly irritated. “I was asking for your father not me, you know he’s not well,” Jiwook said. You felt under pressure in that moment if you fought he would think there was something to hide. But you didn’t want to never see Jongin again. On the other side despite the punishment you loved your father dearly so you nodded with a sting in your heart.

Jongin; Are you ok? Haven’t seen you for a while am worried about you.

He messaged as you looked at the words on your phone. Jiwook asked you not to see him, he said nothing about messaging, so you responded.

You; Yes Pa’s still not very well.

Jongin; Sorry to hear that.

You; No your not lol.

Jongin; He’s still your father.

Jongin; Be nice to see you again. Feels like I just got you back and now I’ve lost you again.

You; Who are you replying to then? lol.

Jongin; Some Greek God researcher.

You; I’m an lecturer not a researcher you plum.

Jongin; if you got time tomorrow we could do lunch on my break.

You closed your eyes, if you met with him Jiwook wouldn’t be too pleased with your broken promise. But then you remembered he had to drive back to Seoul to meet with his father. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him surely. You hastily accepted and guiltily sat back from the excitement cursing through you.

Your time with Jongin wasn’t short as you planned. Sua had gone away for the day so he had roped you into helping at the shop. It was like all those days of your childhood returning as you helped stock shelves, passing jokes and banter to each other. Closing the shop with the dark night behind the door you leaned against it. “Thanks Y/N for today, I’m sorry it wasn’t as refreshing as you would have liked,” he said smiling at you. “No I loved every minute, it’s like,” , “ we never grew up,” he finished for you as you chuckled. “I can assure you I am grown up, maybe it’s the company I keep,” you teased as he raised an eyebrow playfully. “Well you wanted an old life style, mine is much more sweeter,” he smirked. “Are you making digs at my man,” you said playfully as he faked a playful shocked look. “No he looks well for his age must be hard being 60,” he sniggered as you picked up the umbrella by the door and prodded it at him. His hands held on as he pulled on it throwing you into his hold.

Eyes locking with each other you could see his desires cursing through him. His grip pulling you closer as your body obliged. Jiwook slipping from your mind as you had the same desire, you wanted his lips on yours. But he released his hands from you smiling with guilt on his face. “I promised you lunch let me get us some food, there’s a nice restaurant not far from here,” he smiled. “Restaurant you mean dinner date,” you teased nudging him as his face paled with a sudden awkwardness. Your stomach rumbling breaking the silence as you both chuckled.

Driving into the parked car lot you saw Jongin’s face tense slightly. Following his eyes you found the silver BNW parked opposite. “What’s up?” You asked as he grabbed his phone hastily tapping away. “Jongin,” you said being concerned. “Nothing,” he said looking at the phone with frowned yet pained lines on his face. “Don’t lie,” you accused pressing your hand on his shoulder. “You know you can tell me,” you added as his eyes met yours. Ones filled with as much pain as when you was dragged from him. Before he could speak his phone blinged, his eyes flashing back to the screen.

You hear a slight whimper get stuck in his windpipe as his face reddens. The vein in his neck throbbing as anger curses through him before he storms out the car. “Jongin,” you shout following him struggling on the puddles from the days rain to reach him. “What is it?” you cry worrying about what had happened just now to get him so furious.

You almost walk into him as he stands, fists tightening into a ball. Your eyes find the view of his anger. Sua’s lips locking in the nearest booth, but what fills your own heart with dread is who’s at the end of her lips, it’s Jiwook.

Jongin twists to take your own hurt in, “Y/N,” he softly said as tears begin to pool. “Fuck this,” Jongin said pulling you out the restaurant as your feet stumble behind. He places you in the car, your feelings numb from what you’ve witnessed. Instead of the anger he’s showed, he’s replaced with concern for your emotions in this betrayal from your partners. He drives off as silence fills the air while your mind try’s to process what you’ve witnessed.

How had they continued to meet up? You wasn’t even aware that they was connected in any way friendly let alone romantically. One meet up was all they had together to your knowledge. Had you and Jongin missed something in your own partners eyes while you was engrossed in each other instead.

He parked into a nearby gas station leaving you alone to the silence as you pulled your knees up to let the sobs fall. Your eyes only leaving from the fabric of your trousers when you heard bags being tossed in the boot of the car. He bit his lips looking at you as he got in, looking caught between anger, sadness, concern but also something you hadn’t viewed since you was kids, lusting horny desire.

The silence stopped when the car pulled up to the familiar location. “Why we here Jongin?” you asked as his silence continued. But he remained silent as he got out the car to fetch the items from the boot. Opening the car door he held his hand for you to take, “Why are you bringing me back here?” You questioned once more as he smiled slightly taking you through the woods. “You know full well why,” Jongin replied, with a darken lust filled tone. The memories of the times he dragged you through the woods to the lodge just to have time with you, to enjoy what he called tongue exercises.

Was he going to use you as his rebound? Did you want him to? You had just six months to his 4 years. You knew the love you once had for Jongin wasn’t quite behind Jiwook.

Stepping into the lodge it hardly looked different minus the Working office in the corner. “Woah,” you said stunned looking around the room. “This was the first thing I brought when I left college,” he smiled softly at you. “You brought this?” You asked looking surprised. “Your father was going to buy it to burn it to the grounds, My father was happy to help with the loan to stop him,” he smiled placing the couple of bags of items in his hand on the table in the kitchen. “It meant years working for him to pay him back, I lived on ramen and went with out to give him every single penny,” he added turning the kettle on. “But why?” You asked as he turned to face him. “Because I thought in time, you would come back to me, to this, to us,” he said closing his eye laughing. “Stupid isn’t it,” he said as his hands clinging into the surface to hold back his tears. “I waited for so many years, never looking at any one, trying to not forget the way you looked, smiled, kissed,” he finished pressing his finger to his lips.

“Sorry,” you choked as he smiled warmly your way. “Then I found Sua through the charity work i threw myself into to avoid living, it led me to her, like there was a reason for my pain, our separation, that in a weird way you sent her to me,” he said shaking his head when a tear slipped. “I had everything after that, my life was so fruitful, father retired leaving me the shop, my dream job,” he said smiling. “Sua came here to live with me to build our unit, have a family one day….. and then you turned up,” he said looking with slight discomfort.

“You sound like I was a nasty blast from the past,” you say feeling slightly hurt. “The situation made it that way to me. We made a promise right here and you never came back for me and got on with your own life,” he added letting his emotions slip. “You could have come to England there was nothing stopping you,” you said feeling a little annoyed that you solely had the blame. “Where in England? I knew nothing, not a single piece of information, you don’t think I tried look,” he bit out going to his draws passing you the notes. Scribbles of things he had tick boxed, your eyes forming over the written words ‘Cambodia’.

“That’s right I met Sua from a false link i received, no doubt from your father,” he said as you closed your eyes briefly as he turned his back to you. “Like I said I couldn’t find you but you knew where I was,” he cried as you walked towards him to place your hand on his back.

“Do you think I never thought of you, do you think there was any one before Jiwook? No there wasn’t and even now i never gave him my heart, not completely because i never had it Jongin,” you said as he turned to face you. “I left my heart here with you,” you cried as tears threatened. “Then why did you not come back for me?” he asked biting his lips. “Because I thought you had moved on, I never expected you to be right here where I left you,” you said brushing the tear that fell down his cheek. “But I was glad you was, I took the first opportunity to check in when I arrived, seeing you was just so,” you paused wiping your own tears. “Hard, confusing,” you added as he smiled beneath his tear stained face. “I know what you mean, memories, wants, needs, desires and guilt all wrapped in one,” he adds. “Sua and Jiwook,” you added as he nodded.

“Do you know what is even worse?” he asked with his eyebrows furrowed with despair. “I wanted to kill him, kill the man on her lips for having me hurt again and then i saw him,” he paused taking a deep breath. “My first thought was good I can take you without guilt,” he added brushing his thumb along your cheek bone. “Till I saw your pain and remembered that my emotions isn’t necessarily yours,” He added letting his thumb fall. “I won’t lie I’m hurting, for the betrayal against us both. Though I never thought that, I can’t say that now you’ve said that, that those emotions aren’t shared by me,” you add breathing in deeply.

Like there’s the words he needed he crashes his lips to yours. There rushed, impatient but fierce in his desire for you. You get lost into each other’s lips and clashes of tongues fighting for each other. His hands brushing into your ass to roll into his clothed bulged that from the sound of the moan you’ve sucked down is throbbing and hard.

Biting on your lower lip his hands creep to your breasts as he cups them. “Y/N, would you think less of me if I wanted to ravish you right now,” he says with his dark brown eyes looking into your soul. “Then promise not to think the same of me,” you whisper as you hear his breath get stuck in his throat. “Fancy next base,” he sniggers like a teenager struggling with his urges. “You know you waste a lot of time talking for someone that just wants to wet his dick,” you smirk. “I don’t just want to wet my dick, I want to own your cry’s with it,” he says biting down on your lip that he’s seconds from kissing again.

“Own me,” you whimper as you feel your thighs dampen. Tossing you to the sofa that still has the knitted covering, that though is musty in age still fills you with familiarity. Hovering over you he looks down with he’s devilish features that you realised you’ve missed so very much. Lips falling to your neck he peppers you with kisses as your hands roll up the back of his Top. Feeling the muscular body beneath the tips of your fingers you whimper as he suckles his claim into your neck. “Mine,” his whispers repeats as your hands palm his bulged crutch.

Sitting up he takes his top off as you choke at the physique he’s worked on. “Told you I was a Greek god,” he smirks as you sit up to stroke the hardened muscles. “The muscle down there is where all the godly stuff happens though,” he said with a wink as his hands press to his member that’s threatening to bust through his pants. “He looks like he needs air,” you gulp as he helps to release the beast that you crave.

“That’s not godly, that’s the definition of the devil,” you tease as your hands feel the throbbing skin as you pump him. Closing his eyes he moans into the air, the sound your sure is soaking your panties.

Hands snapping to stop yours he looks at you panting. “As much as I want to rush this I need your naked body in my hands,” he pants with desire. Removing your bottom half of your body, you show him your naked wet glistering pussy. His hands find your thighs as his eyes get lost in your heat. But they snap upwards when you release your upper clothes. Like a animal attacking his pray his lips are hungrily devouring your breasts, teeth grazing over the nipple buds as he gets lost on you.

“Your so beautiful,” he moans between his kisses while they attack your skin as he gently lays you back. “I’m so impatient,” he cry’s, “if you need me to stop just say,” he whispers. You think he’s giving you a chance to back out, but he slams himself into you. Waiting no time to catch your breath, he starts a fast rhythm. The feeling overwhelming as he stretches you with his meaty member as well as the speed. Back arching, your toes curl under the intensity of his actions which has you withering underneath him. Whimpers becoming louder moans, he looks pleased with the mess he’s making of you. Nails digging into his skin, your own pelvis helps to meet his. The impact of his thrust much more harsher as you feel him bounce against your cervix.

“Your mine right,” he growls, “I will teach you for not coming back to me,” he adds as he punishes you for his pain by his cock. “Jongin,” you whimper underneath him as you feel your slicked juices helping to slide more precise. Tugging your hair back he exposes your neck, biting on the skin in his desire to claim you once and for all now your adults. You feel your core burn beneath his assault, mixture of cry’s and whimper’s in the air from the pain and pleasure ripping through you. Thighs shaking as your orgasm tethers, his groans and skin slapping mixing the air pushes you over the edge.

Withering under him as over sensitivity attacks filling you with goosebumps, does nothing to slow his pace. “Baby you look so sexy when you cum, I want to see your pussy filled by me,” he growls with deep lust. He hooks your legs over his shoulders, making his impact of his member feeling as if it was about to break your cervix at any moment. Whimpers fill the air as he sniggers, you realise that his sex life has been very existent as he knows full well how to punish you sexually.

“I’m sorry,” you cry in to the air as he bites your chin to ground himself. “For what baby,” he asks as his speed hitches an extra notch. “For not coming back all these years,” you whimper as he looks at you with darkened features. Sweat dripping from his forehead his eyes are full of pure lust. Walls clenching around him from your core that’s burning once more has him moan deeply into the air. “Don’t leave me,” he growls with desperation as he chases his high. “Never,” you cry as you feel another orgasm tether. His rhythm becoming sluggish as he gets close, lips returning back to yours as you suckle each other’s moans down. Buckling really hard he releases himself into you as he continues to ride his high with weakening thrusts. The feeling of his hot warm cum filling you tethers you over the edge as your grip around his arms tightens. You continue to writher underneath him once more.

Panting over you he lays his head onto your chest as silence fills the air. “Did you mean what you said?” he asks lifting his head to look at you. “About never leaving me again,” he adds with desperation on his face. “Well once we kicked our cheating partners to the curb then yeah I’m yours,” you smile at him as his face beams back to his angelic features. Your tummy rumbling interrupts causing him to laughs stroking your stomach.

“Sorry let’s feed you, I’ve got some snacks, I know it’s not posh stuff but it’ll do,” he said looking at you contented. “Some, you look like you almost brought a whole shop,” you sniggered. “Well I don’t plan on letting you leave so we need food for all the energy we are going to need,” he winks kissing you briefly as he leant off you.

“So you found the way huh?” you smiled as he stood above you. “What’s that?” he asked looking puzzled. “Love will always find a way,” you smiled as he beamed at you deeply in love and content at your forbidden love becoming a reunited one.

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lunaflowers · 1 year ago

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posting a yandere jongin smut tomorrow 🙈

#kim jongin x reader #kim jongin smut #yandere exo #exo smut

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flowerbunnyboo · 1 month ago

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FUCK ME HANDSOME | back

staring: kai x male reader

summary: Mn stumbles upon into an unfamiliar bar not knowing what to expect but ends up getting his ass pounded in the bathroom by a sexy man

nsfw

a/n: so we have all seen Kai’s recent pics with chanyeol and suho and man he looks so big that I had an erection

The neon lights of the city cast an erotic glow over the dimly lit alleyway as Mn, his eyes heavy-lidded with lust, stumbled towards the pulsing beat emanating from within the club's walls. He had been drinking all evening, his inhibitions slowly melting away with each shot of whiskey downed at the bar. Tonight, he craved something more than just another meaningless hookup—tonight, he wanted to lose himself completely.

As he pushed open the heavy door, a wave of thumping bass and the scent of sweat and desire washed over him, immediately drawing him deeper into the heart of the establishment. The dance floor was a sea of writhing bodies, slick with perspiration, their movements a sensual display of primal need.

Amidst the chaos, Mn's gaze locked onto a striking figure standing near the bar—tall, lean, with chiseled features that seemed carved from marble. His dark hair fell in disheveled waves across his forehead, contrasting starkly against the pale skin of his throat, which glistened with a sheen of moisture. Those piercing emerald eyes, however, were what truly captured Mn's attention, burning with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.

Intrigued, Mn made his way through the crowd, his steps growing more confident with each passing moment. As he drew closer, he noticed the man's lips, full and inviting, curled into a subtle smirk, as if he too sensed the magnetic pull between them. Without breaking eye contact, Mn leaned in close, his breath hot against the stranger's ear as he whispered, "Hey there, handsome." The words hung in the air for a moment before the man turned, his emerald gaze meeting Mn's with a spark of recognition and undeniable attraction.

"I'm Mn," he offered, extending a hand in greeting. The stranger accepted it, his touch electrifying as they shook hands.

"Kai," he replied, his deep voice sending a thrill through Mn's body. There was something undeniably captivating about this mysterious individual, a raw sensuality that left Mn breathless and wanting more.

Without another word, Kai reached out, his fingers trailing along Mn's jawline before cupping his cheek. Mn's pulse quickened under Kai's gentle touch, his mind clouding with desire as he leaned into the intimate gesture. In that instant, the world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in a whirlpool of lust and unspoken promises.

Kai's eyes never left Mn's as he guided him toward the back of the club, past the pulsating speakers and writhing dancers. They navigated through a maze of dark corridors until finally, they found themselves in a secluded room, dimly lit by a single flickering bulb.

With a low growl, Kai pressed Mn against the wall, his hard body pinning him in place as their mouths crashed together in a frenzy of tongues and teeth. Mn moaned into the kiss, his hands roaming over Kai's muscular frame, exploring every contour and ridge with a sense of reverence.

Mn's fingers tangled in Kai's dark locks as he deepened the kiss, swallowing the man's groans of pleasure. Kai's hands roamed lower, grasping at Mn's hips and tugging him harder against the wall. The rough fabric of Kai's shirt rubbed against Mn's sensitive nipples, sending jolts of electricity straight to his throbbing cock.

Breaking the kiss, Kai trailed his lips down Mn's neck, nipping and sucking at the tender flesh. Mn arched his head back, offering more access as he gasped for air. "Fuck, you taste so good," Kai murmured against Mn's skin, his hot breath igniting a fire within him.

Desperation took hold as Mn fumbled with the buttons of Kai's shirt, desperate to feel those chiseled muscles beneath his fingertips.

With a swift tug, Mn ripped open Kai's shirt, revealing a torso that could have been sculpted by the gods. His eyes widened at the sight, drinking in the expanse of smooth, tanned skin and the trail of dark hair leading down to Kai's waistband. Kai chuckled low in his throat, a sound that vibrated through Mn's entire being.

"You like what you see?" Kai asked, his voice dripping with arrogance and sexuality. Mn nodded mutely, unable to form coherent words as he reached out to trace the lines of Kai's abs with trembling fingers.

Kai captured Mn's wrist, guiding his hand lower until his palm rested against the prominent bulge straining against his jeans.

Mn whimpered, his knees buckling slightly as Kai's thick cock prodded insistently at his entrance. With a swift thrust, Kai buried himself to the hilt inside Mn, filling him completely. Mn cried out, his voice echoing off the walls as he struggled to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of being stretched and claimed so thoroughly.

Kai set a brutal pace, pounding into Mn with relentless force. Each powerful stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through Mn's core, his vision blurring at the edges as he teetered on the brink of ecstasy. "Harder!" Mn begged, his nails digging into the wall as he pushed back against Kai's thrusts.

Kai obliged, his grip on Mn's hips tightening as he drove into him with savage abandon.

Mn's world narrowed to the feeling of Kai's cock splitting him open, each merciless plunge sending him careening toward the edge of oblivion. His balls tightened, a familiar pressure building at the base of his spine as his orgasm approached with lightning speed.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Mn gasped, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. Kai's response was a guttural growl, his rhythm faltering for a split second before he slammed into Mn with renewed vigor.

That final thrust which Mn needed, his climax crashing over him like a wave. He screamed Kai's name, his body convulsing as spurt after spurt of hot cum painted the wall beside him. Through it all, Kai continued to move within him, chasing his own release with single-minded determination.

With a final, brutal thrust, Kai buried himself deep inside Mn's channel and let out a roar of completion. Wave after wave of scorching seed flooded Mn's insides, marking him irrevocably as Kai's. Mn collapsed against the wall, his legs giving out from the sheer force of his orgasm.

For several long moments, they remained entwined, panting heavily as they slowly came back to reality. Finally, Kai withdrew, his softening cock slipping free of Mn's well-fucked hole with a wet squelch. Mn whimpered at the loss, already missing the delicious fullness Kai had provided.

Kai turned Mn to face him, his emerald eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he traced a finger along Mn's flushed cheek. "You were incredible."

Kai's praise sent a warm glow through Mn's chest, his heart swelling with pride and affection. He leaned into Kai's touch, craving more of the tender attention. "You weren't so bad yourself," Mn teased, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

As they caught their breath, Mn's thoughts began to drift toward the future, imagining all the ways he could indulge in Kai's company again and again. The possibilities were endless, limited only by their creativity and desire.

Kai seemed to read Mn's mind, a mischievous glint sparkling in his eyes. "We're just getting started, sweetheart," he purred, his voice low and promising. "I plan to keep you very busy indeed."

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kpop---scenarios · 7 months ago

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Reckless (2)

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Genre: Brothers Bestfriend

Warning: Hurt.. smutty smut [18+ ONLY, MINORS DO NOT READ]

Word Count: 2.6k

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Taglist: @hyunjinhoexxx @ovulatingrn @jisunglyricist @guiltycoco @fawnpeaks @purple-bell @seungminsapuppy @chanbahng29

“Dumb enough to do what, exactly?” You ask Jisung, eyes darting between him and Minho.

“Fuck around, get to together.. you know, anything like that.” Jisung chuckles.

“Would that really be so bad?” Minho asks, locking eyes with you as Jisung looks down at his food, that was your food, and laughs.

“It would be hell on earth.” He yells. “My little sister and my best friend? Ew, never happening.”

“Don't worry man, I would never go for Y/N. She's not even my type.” Minho laughs.

You glance at Minho, who is now avoiding eye contact.

“But you can go after my best friend?” You scoff, pushing his shoulder a little.

“What?” He asks. “When did I go after Hyunjin?”

You roll your eyes at him. “Not Hyunjin, Jisoo you moron!”

“She's hot.” Jisung laughs, looking at Minho. “And judging by his face, he thinks so too.”

“Ah, um, no, I don't.” Minho says. “I really don't.”

“It's okay, her and I are just a casual hookup thing, I can set you up with her.” Jisung offer.

“Since when are you a casual hook up thing with her?” You ask.

“Since last night.” Jisung explains, with a giant smile on his face. “So, you wanna get set up?” He asks Minho, wiggling his eyebrows.

“I don't need your help with women. I'm perfectly capable of getting them on my own.” Minho laughs.

“I'm gonna set you up anyway!” Jisuung yells, excitedly. “Minho and Jisoo!”

You look at Minho, you're not even sure with what kind of expression.

“As fun as this has been, I have to go get ready for class. Both of you, goodluck with the whole Jisoo thing.” You say, forcing a smile as you walk past both of them.

“What's up her ass?” Jisung laughs as you walk out of the room.

You hated him so much sometimes. As you're gathering your bag and books there's a knock at your door.

“Go away.” You yell, grabbing your phone off your bed.

“Open the door.” You hear. You rolled your eyes, you had no choice, you had to leave anyway. You pull the door open, seeing Minho standing there, looking guilty. “What?”

“Listen.” Minho starts.

“Don't.” You say, putting up your hand. “Whatever happened was a drunk thing, I'm not even your type so don't worry about it.” You finish, moving past him, heading downstairs and out the front door.

“Guys fucking suck.” You scoff, sliding into the seat next to Hyunjin.

“Good afternoon to you too.” He chuckles, running his hands through his hair.

“I'm sorry, not you. Just a select few.” You sigh.

“Your brother?” He asks, glancing at you.

“He's one, yes. He hooked up with Jisoo.” You shiver, the thought makes you nauseous.

“Yeah, unfortunately I saw that.” Hyunjin sighs. “I had nightmares last night from it. Also, where did you disappear too? You said you were getting a drink and never came back.” He pouts.

“Ah, I got pulled into the hallway by one of Jisung's friends apparently. Changbin.” You explain, opening your text book.

“That creepy fuck?” He almost yells. “Stay away from him.”

“That's the plan.” You smile as your professor walks into the room. Hyunjin leans over, his lips brushing your ear. “Do you wanna get a drink after this?” He asks.

You smile at him and nod your head. Hopefully you'll be able to make it through this class. At the end of the lecture, your head was pounding. You were exhausted and confused by the entire lesson plan. You swore you had no fucking clue what your teacher was talking about in almost any of the class.

“Drink?” Hyunjin asks. You desperately nod your head as he links arms with you, heading to your favorite pub. You know those people who say they're going to only have one drink, and end up having multiple? Yeah that was you and Hyunjin. One turned to two, which turned to three, and four and so on. By your 6th drink you were hiccuping and slurring your words.

“Let's get you out of here.” Hyunjin laughs, pulling your arm.

“I don't wanna go hooooomeeee.” You whine. “Stupid Minho is there.”

“What'd he do?” Hyunjin asks, holding your shoulder as he guides you out of the pub.

“I'm not his tyyyypee.” You exaggerate.

“But you're everyone's type.” Hyunjin scoffs. “Especially mine.”

“No..” you hiccup. “No No don't do that.”

“Do what?” He asks. He leans his face close to yours, and you're uncomfortable. You can feel in your pocket, your phone vibrating. You grab it, fumbling to answer the call, not even reading who was calling.

“Hellooooo?” You answer, moving away from Hyunjin's close face.

“Where are you?”

“Minho?” You ask.

“Yes, Y/N, Where are you?” He asks again.

“Why do you even care?” You wonder.

“Y/N. Please, just tell me.” He sighs.

“I got a drink with Hyunjinnie.” you giggle. “That turned into 6.. I think he's trying to kiss me.” You whisper.

“At the pub by school?” He asks.

“Yeah, we left. He's walking me home.”

“Stay there.” He deadpans. “I'm on my way.”

You wanted to tell him no but the line went dead. You slipped your phone back in your pocket as Hyunjin walked over to you. “Who was that?”

“Minho.” You slur. “He told me to wait here.” You sigh, rolling your eyes.

“I'm more than capable of taking you home, you know.” He whines. You look at him, he looks annoyed.

“Yeah, I know.” You smile. “I didn't ask him to come.” You chuckle.

“Doesn't matter. Why does he have to come? Why can't I just have some time with you. And why are you okay with him coming!? I thought you didn't like him.” He huffs.

“It's complicated Hyunjin..” you sigh. This sudden serious talk was beginning to sober you up and you didn't like it.

“Complicated how?” He asks. You grab the sleeve of his arm, dragging him back towards the bar.

“More drinks.” You huff, Hyunjin in tow. Hyunjin chuckles from behind you, as the two of you enter the bar. You wanted to see how many shots you were able to do before Minho busted through the door.

It ended up only being two. The front door of the pub swings open, a huffing Minho walks in, looking around the bar for you. You tried to duck behind Hyunjin, but drunk you weren't the best at hiding.

“Minho.” Hyunjin says, placing his hand on Minho's chest to stop him. “She's fine with me. You can go.” He finishes.

Minho looks down at Hyunjins hand, swatting it off of him. “She's fine with you, huh?” He laughs. “After you tried to kiss her?” Hyunjin doesn't say anything. “Yeah, that's what I thought. Y/N, let's go. I told Jisung I'd bring you home.”

“So you're not here because you want to be.” You sigh, standing up. “Jisung sent you?”

“Yeah.” Minho responds, avoiding your eyes. You scoff, pushing past him and Hyunjin, towards the front door.

Minho follows closely behind you as you walk out the door. “I'm parked right there.” He says, pointing to his car.

You huff as you walk towards it, climbing in the back seat. Minho climbs into The driver's seat, turning around to look at you. “Why are you back there?” He asks.

“It's much safer back here.” You say, crossing your arms.

“Safer from what?” He asks, starting the car.

“Safer from you. You can't kiss me back here and then tell people I'm not your type.” You yell.

“Y/N.. that's not..” he starts.

“Don't wanna hear it.” You yell, cutting him off. He sighs as he starts to drive towards your house. The rest of the ride goes by in silence. You walk in the door first, Jisung tries to greet you but instead you walk straight up the stairs and head towards your room, changing into some shorts and a tank top before crawling into bed. You glance at the clock, it was only 10pm, and Jisung had already forced you to go home. It wasn't even that late, you were an adult, so why were you listening to them? You pulled out your phone to send a text to Jisoo, seeing what she was doing.

[To: Jisooooo] 10:02pm: What are you doing rn?

[From: Jisooooo] 10:05pm: Party at the EXO house. Come!!

You smile at your phone as you crawl out of bed and head to your closet. You slip on a dress, quickly doing some makeup and your hair. You grab a pair of shoes. You open your bedroom door, peeking out into the hallway, not seeing anyone you quietly head down the stairs, trying to be as quiet as you possibly can. You peek around the corner, seeing Minho and Jisung watching something on the couch. You tiptoe by, opening the front door, and of course it squeaks.

“Y/N?” Jisung yells. You pull the door open as fast as you can, not bothering to shut it and you bolt from the house. You look behind you, seeing Jisung's shadow in the door frame as you take off.

Once you feel like you're far enough, you slow down, put on your shoes and call an Uber, which comes quickly, taking you to the lively house.

Jisoo came outside as soon as you texted that you had shown up. She pulls you into the house, heading straight for the drinks, which were surrounded by so many attractive men.

“Y/N, this is Kai, Sehun, Chanyeol, Baekhyun and Kyungsoo.” She says, introducing you. You smile and wave at them all, but one in particular cannot take his eyes off of you.

The seven of you stand around taking shots, talking and laughing for a few minutes, until Kai holds his hand out to you. ‘Wanna dance?” He asks, with a gorgeous smile. You take his hand, smiling back at him before he drags you to the living room.

You're hot as you dance in the crowd of people, Kai’s hands roaming your body as the two of you danced close to each other. His eyes remain on you and yours on his, you are completely oblivious to anything else going on, until Kai is ripped away from you. You look over in shock to see Minho standing there. He walks closer to you, you back up until you can't anymore. His chest pressed against yours as he stared at you.

“What are you doing?” he asks, cocking his head to the side.

“Dancing. What does it look like?” You ask.

Minho is pulled away from you. You see Kai standing there, the collar of Minho's shirt crumpled up in Kai's fists.

“What the fuck, man?” Kai yells, shoving Minho back. “Y/N, Do you know this dude?” He asks.

You sigh, running your hand over your face. “He's my brother's friend.” You say. Kai nods his head, walking away, but keeping a close eye on Minho. You grab Minho's wrist, pulling him outside the house.

“What are you doing here!?” You ask.

He chuckles a humorless laugh. “Why are you trying to make me jealous?” He asks, walking closer to you, moving his face closer to yours.

“Why are you jealous? I'm not your..” you say before he cuts you off.

“Cut the shit.” He breathes, crashing his lips onto yours. His hand presses against the back of your head, pushing into the kiss harder. His lips move against yours as his tongue slides into your mouth, swirling around your own. You wrap your arms around him, bringing your bodies closer together. The sound of someone yelling causes the two of you to break the kiss. Minho pulls you to his car, opening the passenger door for you before moving around to the driver's side. He speeds off, turning down random streets until you hit one that's fully dark. His hand held onto your thigh the entire time, slowly sliding up with each turn.

He puts the car in park, sliding his seat back. You reach over, unbuttoning his pants as he kisses you again, this time with more desperation and neediness. His hands roam your body as he pulls you closer to him and onto him, straddling him. He pulls his cock out before moving your panties to the side. Just as you begin to lower yourself onto him, his phone rings. He grabs it from the cup holder, groaning as Jisung's name flashes across the screen.

“Don't answer.” You breathe, desperate to feel his cock inside you.

He swipes to answer. “Yeah?”

“Did you find her?” Jisung asks. You smirk as you lower yourself onto him, his cock stretching you out. You watch Minho's face as he squeezes his eyes shut, biting his lip to keep from moaning out.

“Yeah, I've got eyes on her - She's fine. I'll get her home soon.” He says, hanging up the phone and tossing it to the seat next to him .

“You lied to him.” You moan as you rock your hips against him, his cock so deep inside you.

“It's not a lie.” He smirks. “I do have eyes on you.” He says, his hands on your hips as he guides you while you ride him. Minho moves his hands all over your body, up to your breasts, pulling them from your dress. He grips them, pulling you closer to him as he slips your nipple into your mouth, sucking on it. You cry out as you bounce on his dick, the feeling of his tongue swirling around your nipple sending you over the edge.

“God damn.” He groans. “You feel so fucking good.”

You smile as you throw your head back, he bucks his hips, pushing himself deeper into you. You run your hands through his hair as you continue grinding on him, your orgasm building so quickly.

“Fuck.” You breathe, squeezing your cunt around him, trying to delay your orgasm but it doesn't work, your eyes roll back as you cry out, your orgasm pulsates through your body.

“Oh fuck.” He groans. “I'm gonna cum.”

“Cum in my pussy.” You breathe, bouncing harder. “I'm on birth control.”

Minho moans loudly as he cums, thrusting himself deeper inside you. The two of you breathe heavily, your chests heaving as you slide off his cock and back into the passenger seat.

The rest of the ride is quiet as he drives back to your house. You walk in the front door, Jisung is in the living room.

“Don't take off again, please.” He sighs, his eyes never leaving the tv.

“Night.” You say, heading up the stairs to take a shower. That night you fall asleep, dreaming of Minho and what this night meant for the two of you.

The next morning you wake up happy as fuck. Happier than you had been in a very long time. It was Saturday and you were excited for the day and what might come of it. You look at the clock, you'd slept in late, it was already 1pm. You went downstairs, seeing Jisung and Minho in the kitchen talking and laughing.

“What's your plan tonight, Y/N?” Jisung asks, popping a candy in his mouth.

“I'm not sure yet.” You smile, glancing at Minho. “What about you?” You ask your brother.

“Gonna have people over later, but first Minho and I are going on a double date.” He laughs.

“Oh?” You partially choke. “A date?”

“Yeah.” Jisung chuckles. “Minho has been talking to Maya for a few weeks. And Jisoo and I are going to join them.” He explains. You look over at Minho, who won't look at you.

“Sounds fun.” You whisper.

“Yeah.” Minho pipes up. “It should be.”

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exo getting caught simping for you

a/n: it’s ok to be a simp! some are suggestive (jongdae, baekhyun, sehun) this is a bit long btw!

minseok: “i miss you,” he says into the phone, cradling it to his ear. he can practically hear your smile when you respond with i miss you too. “what are you doing right now?” he asks, pulling the blanket closer to his chin and snuggling deeper in the bed. minseok wishes it was you that he was lying with, and not these hotel pillows.

“talking to you,” you reply cheekily. minseok giggles at this the way only a person in love would. “baby, you should probably get some sleep. you have a show tomorrow.” you say and he sighs, his bottom lip jutting out slightly.

“but i want to talk to you!” he whines, somewhat like a child would. you only scoff and tell him that he can call you in the morning after he’s had some rest. “fine. i love you, honey!” he says, just as the hotel door opens and jongin and baekhyun walk in, jongin making a face at him and baekhyun laughing.

“i love you, honey!” jongin mocks, bursting into a fit of giggles. “is that jongin?” you ask, amusement in your voice.

minseoks cheeks turn red. “yes, goodnight, y/n,” he says, rushing to get off of the phone.

“don’t hang up on me!” you say, letting out a light laugh at his embarrassment.

“y/n,” he groans, burying his face into the pillow. jongin and baekhyun are quietly waiting for him to say something so cheesy and incriminating, so that they can use it against him later.

you giggle and sigh. “alright. goodnight minseokie, i love you. tell jongin i love him too,” you say, blowing him a kiss into the phone before hanging up. minseok would have blown one back, but he is already getting mocked by his younger members and can’t handle the teasing he’s going to get for the next few days.

“minseokie!” baekhyun yells, making smooching sounds at him. jongin giggles and joins in, the two men jumping onto his bed and shouting the nickname and pretending to be you on the phone.

minseok wishes he was dead.

junmyeon: “please don’t leave,” your boyfriend groans, burying his face into your neck, holding you close to him. you rub your hands up and down his back soothingly. “come with?” he asks, pulling back to look up at you with wide eyes.

“no,” you say, punctuating it with a kiss. suho let’s out a groan and a fake cry, and you laugh. “you’re such a baby.” you say, running your hands through his hair.

“yours,” he says quietly, and you smile, squeezing him tightly before patting his back and telling him that he needs to get ready to leave. junmyeon stands up straight and looks down at you, a dejected look i’m his face.

“oh my god, you’re so dramatic!” you say, and he cracks a small smile. you gently whack him on the chest and clutches your hand in his, settling it over his heart. “it’s only a few days.” you say, rubbing his forearm with your free hand.

junmyeon juts out his bottom lip slightly. “i dont know what i’ll do without you,” he says, and a brief snort makes you both perk up and look around for culprit, finding sehun wheeling his suitcase behind him.

“you’re so dramatic,” sehun says to junmyeon, laughing at his leader and older friend. junmyeons face sobers, turning bright red at his youngest member making fun of him and seeing him in such a vulnerable state.

“go away,” junmyeon all but whines and stomps his foot as he says it, making you giggle at him. he rolls his eyes at you and you wave goodbye to sehun who (for once) listens to what junmyeon tells him to do. “this isn’t funny.”

“it kind of is,” you say, grabbing his hands and pulling him closer to you. he continues to pout, even after you cradle his face in your hands and smush his cheeks together. “i love you, junmy.” you say. he only hums in response and you gasp, letting go of him. “say it back, asshole!”

he smiles and pulls you back towards him. “i love you, y/n,” he says, his voice sincere. junmyeon puts his hands on your hips and leans down to your level, brushing his nose with yours. he gets close to your lips and you pull back slightly.

“i’m gonna miss you,” you whisper, looking into his eyes. he gives you a soft smile, and this time you let him kiss you, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. it’s probably too intimate of a kiss for public, but neither of you show any signs of caring.

“we’re leaving without you!” minseok and jongin shout, breaking up your kiss with your man. junmyeon sighs and goes back to pouting almost immediately, and you gently push him away from you and towards his group members who are starting to board the jet. “hurry up, lover boy!” minseok shouts before disappearing into the jet.

“go,” you say, pulling away from him at last. junmy sighs again, finally starting to head towards the jet, looking over his shoulder at you dramatically like they do in the movies. you giggle at that and wave once he gets up to the door of the plane. “i love you!” you shout, and rather than getting a response from him, the rest of the exos shout. “i love you too!”

baekhyun: you smile at your boyfriend on facetime as he hums absentmindedly. he’s looking away from the camera, and you get a nice view of his side profile. “baek,” you say, resting the side of your head in your palm.

“hmm?” he says and turns to the camera, a soft smile on his face. you smile back at him, hearts probably taking the shape of your eyes.

“i love you,” you say, suddenly feeling very embarrassed. he smiles wide, showing his teeth and making his eyes crinkle.

“i love you too,” he says. you hear a door open on his side, and he turns around to greet whoever it is. “hey, junmyeon. say hi to y/n.” he says, moving the camera to show his leader. junmyeon crosses him arms over his his bare chest, trying to shield himself from you.

“hi, y/n. sorry i’m not dressed, i just showered,” he says apologetically.

“it’s alright,” you reply.

“what do you mean it’s alright?” baekhyun shouts, turning the camera back to his face, sporting an incredulous expression.

you roll your eyes. “you know what i meant,” you say.

“you should only be alright with seeing me naked,” baekhyun says.

“i’m more than okay with that,” you say, and he smiles. he pretends to lift his shirt up, and junmyeon yells at him to stop, not while he’s still digging for his pajamas. you only giggle and add, “you can get naked whenever.”

“can you wait a second!?” junmyeon yells, frantically digging around his bag for his clothing so he can lock himself in the bathroom and get away from you and baekhyun.

jongdae: “you know i miss you,” you say into the phone, a hand on your chest, right over your heart where jongdae lives.

“yeah? how much?” he asks teasingly, a big smile on his face. he leans his shoulder into the wall and crosses one leg behind the other.

“a lot,” you reply, unable to contain your smile. so far, every conversation you’ve had with him since he’s been gone on tour. "she misses you too." you add coolly, biting the inside of your cheek.

jongdae's cheeks tinge pink and he looks down at the floor. "yeah?" he manages, putting a hand on the back of his neck, his face only getting redder at the thought of you. its been too long since hes had you.

"mhm. we miss you a lot."

he only smiles to himself and says "both of you can show me how much when i get back," just as the door to the practice room opens and kyungsoo enters, his eyes narrowed in jongdae's direction. when jongdae blushes bright red at getting caught, kyungsoo raises his eyebrows, a knowing smirk on his face. "baby, i gotta go." he says, clearing his throat and straightening his posture.

on the other line, you frown. "fine. but you are upsetting us." jongdae glances over at kyungsoo who has taken a seat on the floor, preoccupied with his phone.

"i'll make it up to you," he says, turning his back to kyungsoo's direction. "swear i will. just be good." he says lowly, already embarrassed from kyungsoo walking in on the both of you having borderline phone sex.

"don't know if i can do that, dae. we really miss you. she's getting lonely; nothing feels as good as you do," you sigh, resting your head on the couch pillow.

jongdae forces himself to think about anything other than your words in order to stop a tent from forming in his pants. "kyungsoo is here," he mutters, many minutes too late.

you gasp. "oh my god, jongdae! can he hear me?" you panic, irritated that he let it get that far with an audience.

"i dont think so?" your fiancee replies, his voice unsure.

"oh my god, bye, jongdae," you say, and hang up before he can get another word in. jongdae lets out a breath and squeezes his eyes shut, trying to rid his brain of images of you on top and underneath him.

turning around and sliding his phone back into his pocket, jongdae starts walking over to kyungsoo. kyungsoo lifts his eyes from his phone at the sound of jongdaes footsteps and says, "you should really turn your phone volume down," making jongdae stop in his tracks get insanely red in the face, embarrassment flooding his body.

chanyeol: "wait, listen to this real quick," chanyeol says, scrolling through his laptop to find the track he had showed you a few weeks ago. he's changed a few things and added more drums and a flute--he really values your opinion on his music and wants you to hear what hes made.

you wait patiently for him to click play. the opening notes make you smile as you remember the way you told him he should let them play before he stacks them and blends the sounds together. "replay that part," you say when you hear something new.

chanyeol rewinds a few seconds and presses play before asking, "this part?"

you listen and gasp when you hear it again. "yes! pause it!" you shout over the phone. "did you add a violin?" you ask, a smile on your face.

chanyeol smiles at the phone, impressed with the way you've enhanced your musical knowledge and have noticed little things, like the violin strings that are stacked behind drums. "i did," he says, proudly.

you sigh in awe of him. "yeolie you're so... you're so cool," you gush, like a little schoolgirl talking to her crush. everything about chanyeol amazes you and makes you smile, and yes, maybe it’s because you’re in love with him, but you also would like to think that it would be this way even if you weren’t, if you were just friends or some fan.

chanyeol can’t help but blush at your words, the tips of his ears turning red in the way that you love. “aw, he’s blushing!” jongin says, taking the phone away from chanyeol to tell you. you smile, your heart swelling at the image your brain conjures up.

“are his ears turning red?” you ask and chanyeol yells in protest, only making his blush deepen.

“of course,” jongin replies, ducking out of reach when chanyeol swings to hit him. you only giggle and sigh, feeling mildly upset that you are not there to witness one of you favorite things ever.

“give me back my phone!” chanyeol says, reaching around jongin for it, but the younger man is too quick and gets out of the desk chair and crosses the studio in record time.

“you know, he’s made, like, four songs for you. i don’t know why he didn’t show you one of those,” he says, a devilish grin on his face, though he’s telling the truth. at this admission, chanyeol launches himself from his seat. “i’m sorry! please! here, take it back!” he pleads, holding out his phone for chanyeol to take back and shielding his body from the blows that don’t come.

“shut the fuck up,” chanyeol groans at jongin, taking the phone off speaker and it putting it to his ear. “ignore him.” he says to you, running a hand through his hair.

“…so you didn’t write four songs for me?” you question. chanyeol bites the inside of his cheek, not ready to admit that yes, he did write four songs for you, most of which have lyrics that he hasn’t let anybody hear. “yeol.”

“hmm?” he says, settling back into his chair at the engineering table, his face burning. you smile, because you’ve got your answer.

kyungsoo: you run your hands over kyungsoo's newly shaved head, grimacing a bit when you run your hands the opposite direction of the cut and the follicles prick your fingers. "you don't like it?" he asks after seeing your face.

"i love it, actually. just feels weird," you say, dragging your hands down to the sides of his face and smiling down at him. kyungsoo gives you a small smile. he turns his head to the side and kisses the inside of your palm, your heart melting in your chest. "hi." you say shyly, kyungsoo leaning into your touch.

he smiles up at you, his eyes crinkling around the edges. "hi, pretty," he says, and you could just die. you remove your hands from the sides of his face and put them on his shoulders and adjust yourself in his lap so you are fully facing him and your legs are on either side of him, knees resting on the couch. kyungsoo laces his hands together behind your back, loosely holding you against him. “you look really pretty today.”

“just today?”

kyungsoos cheek turn a light shade of pink. “always,” he says, you smile at him and lean down to place a gentle kiss on his lips. the door to the lounge opens, and all 7 of the exos walk in loudly.

“y/n!” they shout when they see you on kyungsoos lap, making kyungsoo and you pull apart resignedly. irritation is etched on your boyfriends face at the interruption, and you gently pinch his cheek before moving to turn around.

“hi, you gu- kyungsoo, let me get up,” you say when he holds you tightly on his lap, making you turn around uncomfortably to greet the other members. at your request, kyungsoo let’s you get up with a sigh, holding onto the back of your skirt so you don’t accidentally flash the men behind you. “you guys did great tonight!” you compliment when you’re finally standing up and facing them.

a conversation breaks out, and you don’t notice when you lean against the couch and drape your arm over kyungsoos shoulder, gently stroking the side of his face. you both hold hands with your free one, and he rubs the inside of your palm with his thumb.

it’s only when you notice chanyeol cut his eyes at you and kyungsoo being so clingy that you smile. “kyungsoo, i’ve never seen you act like this!” he says, his eyes wide.

“like what?” kyungsoo asks absentmindedly, looking up at you with eyes that make your knees weak and your heart beat faster.

“so cheesy, and-“ kyungsoo snaps his head to look at chanyeol, daring him to finish his sentence. chanyeol closes his mouth, a nervous smile on his face just from a look from kyungsoo alone. the other members wait in silence, as do you, with amusement on their face, waiting for chanyeol to continue and claim his fate or to surrender. “never mind.” he says, waving kyungsoo off.

a collective giggle is let out in the room, and kyungsoo looks up at you with wide eyes, unaware of the effect he has on people.

jongin: “here,” jongin says softly, holding out his fork in front of your face. you try to take it out of his hands and he pulls it back, shaking his head. “let me do it.” he says, a shy smile on his face.

you comply and open your mouth, letting him feed you. “is it good?” he asks, watching you with so much love in his eyes it’s slightly overwhelming. you nod and give him a thumbs up, swallowing the food. jongin smiles and gives you a soft kiss on your lips.

this goes for the rest of the night; he’ll present food in front of your face and wait for you to open up to feed you, ask you if it’s good, and then kiss you. it’s sweet, really, and you don’t think anything of it, even after the rest of the exos join you for your meal.

sometimes you feed jongin, but most of the time he steals it off your plate or you put it on his. it becomes second nature for you both. “ooh, let me try that,” you say, pointing to the dessert that kyungsoo places down in front of jongin. your boyfriend cuts off a piece, giving you the first bite.

you accept the food and your eyes widen as you taste it. “kyungsoo, this is really good!” you say after you chew and swallow. he gives you a kind smile and thanks you.

jongin already has another bite of food waiting for you when you turn back to ask him, and you accept it with a smile on your face. he can only smile back, resisting the urge to grab your face and just kiss you until the sun rises, his group members be damned.

the man made sound of a whip cracking makes you and jongin snap your head in the direction, eyes falling on jongdae, minseok, baekhyun, and junmyeon all giggling, or holding back laughs. you smirk and look over at jongin, who wears an annoyed expression. “whatever,” he mumbles. you rub his back and he leans into you, making the situation worse because even kyungsoo joins in on the teasing, pantomiming cracking a whip and making the noise as well.

sehun: you cage your arms around him and put your chin on the center of his chest, looking up at him. sehun looks down at you with a small smile. “you’re cute,” he says, and if his arms weren’t pressed so tightly against his sides he’d boop your nose.

“so are you,” you say to him, loosening your hold around him and instead wrapping your arms around his waist.

“i know,” he says, and you roll your eyes. sehun moves hair out of your face and leans down to place a kiss on your lips. “cmon, let’s finish.” he says, sliding out of your grip. the two of you had choreographed a dance to a song you both liked, and had been using the exo practice room for a few hours now.

you nod and he jogs over to the speaker to play the song again, and then comes back to get into the starting position. you watch yourself in the mirror as you hit all of the moves, your feet feeling like they barely touch the floor. sehun watches you too, getting lost in the way that you move so freely, like you’re weightless and gravity isn’t any concern of yours.

he misses a few steps and you notice, smirking at him through the mirror. “keep up, lover boy,” you say, doing the last few moves as the song comes to a close. you wipe your sweaty forehead with the hem of your shirt, and sehun comes over to you, just as the door to the practice room opens. you turn and wave at jongdae, and he greets you and sehun with a wave, his phone pressed to his ear.

sehun takes this moment to pull you closer to him by your shirt. you let out a light laugh at him, and awkwardly keep your hands off of him because youre both sweaty. “i’m all gross,” you say.

“me too,” and he leans down and kisses you, his hands sticking to your skin through your shirt. you hold onto his arms, cringing at the feeling of sticky skin on sticky skin, and pull away.

“it’s too gross,” you say, making a face. sehun frowns at you, and you have to hold back a smile.

“you think i’m gross?”

“when we’re both sweaty? yes,” you say say, putting your hands on your hips.

“i like you when you’re sweaty,” sehun replies. “i like you when you’re all dirty.” he adds, making you exclaim in protest and draw the attention of jongdae, who just gives you both a disgusted look.

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