#koga yudai

[deer-hunter]

"the best hamburger steak of your life"

[starrihan]

athlete K obsessed with athlete s/o's body especially boobs (smut) idk how to express this😭 sorry but K is so attractive 😫

My first K ask!!! No you’re right cuz K is so attractive like there’s just something about him that’s so 🤤🤤 like something about him being an older man too (I’m 20) like knowing he’s so grown and mature just does something to me idk hes just so big and sexy. I immediately thought of a tit job but lmk if that's not what you were thinking

༄ ༄ ༄

But, seeing as K used to be a marathon runner let’s say you’re also a marathon runner. I feel like he’d be obsessed with running marathons together. I feel like he’d love working out with you and getting freaky at the gym but also enjoying your presence as you encourage each other to do better and work out harder. Plus it’s always nice to have someone with you at the gym.

But K is definitely a boob guy!!! He loves the tiny sports bra you wear when working out, giving him the perfect view of your breasts whenever you’re doing chest-focused exercises. The way your sweat would drip down into your cleavage and he’d have to remind himself that he couldn’t just pin you down and lick you up on the bench press.

Would be cheeky and hold your boobs whenever he could, especially if he was spotting you on a smith machine or something. Does it make sense? No, but he does it anyways.

He would praise you regardless, but especially after you workout and your body is pumped and looking even better than normal. Will ogle at you like nobody’s business and he doesn’t care if he’s in public, he will stare. His eyes will travel up and down your body but they always find their way back to your boobs. And you eventually get the hint, pushing your arms together to make them look bigger just to tease him.

Eventually after your workout, he'll pull you into the unisex stall because he can't take it anymore. He’ll lock the door behind you and pull your bra down in no time, mesmerized by their appearance glistening in sweat.

And you’re just as crazy for him as he is for you, taking your hand and tangling your fingers in his hair before pushing his head down into your chest. ‘Fuck baby, you know exactly what I like’ he’d say before kissing all over your breasts, savoring the salty taste of the sweat on his tongue as he works his way around your nipples, sucking, biting, and leaving marks in their wake.

You can't help but moan into his ear as you push his head farther into your chest. 'Fuck K, feels so good,' you whimper. He'd pull away, eyeing you down before pulling his pants off. 'Can you help me out sweetheart?' he would ask so politely as you nod, knowing what he wanted. You'd sit yourself down on the bench, watching as he pulls his length out and pumps it a couple of times. You lean forward, grabbing his cock and guiding it in between your boobs, pumping it for him before squeezing your tits together, closing in on the throbbing muscle.

He'd let out a long, guttural groan at the feeling, leaning over you, sweat dripping from his face and onto your chest as you slide your tits along his length, the sweat acting as the perfect lubricant. Being so worked up during the entire workout, it didn't take long before he felt himself twitch between your tits. 'Shit baby, I'm gonna cum,' and you're ready, leaning your head down just enough for his cum to spurt up into your mouth and on your face, dripping down and landing back on your tits. And you're just sitting there with a smile on your face.

He doesn't even bother to clean your face up before kissing you, the taste of his own cum mixing with your saliva.

'Now let me take care of you baby, you did such a great job.'

༄ ༄ ༄

did i get a little carried away? yes, but i hope you liked it!!

[starryjake]

neighbors | k.y

in which you have feelings for your dilf neighbor.

pairing: koga yudai x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

but that night, you were exhausted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the baby fell asleep in your arms.

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

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

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

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

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

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

he walked you back over to the door.

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

“goodnight,” he replied.

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

-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

k - you still awake?

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

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

he was having the same exact problem you were.

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

k - i have a better idea

y/n - i’m listening

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“really? how come?” you wondered.

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

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

“yeah? how come?” he questioned.

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

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

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

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

“well, you’re sweet,” he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he patted your thigh before removing it all together.

“you’re drunk, honey,” he said.

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

“‘m not that drunk,” you slurred.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“yeah?”

“will you stay until i fall asleep?”

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

he smiled at your sweet words.

“yeah,” he assured you. “i’ll stay.”

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

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

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

-

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

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

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

y/n - k, i’m so sorry about yesterday

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

he was surprised that you were apologizing.

k - good morning. sorry for what?

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

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

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

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

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

-

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

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

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

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

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

“you okay?” he asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“just what?”

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

“i-i don’t…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“no,” you answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“yes,” you answered. “please.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he needed more of you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“okay,” you responded shakily.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he chuckled breathily, nodding.

“i agree.”

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

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

[slytherinshua]

♡　LOVE EXPLOSION　( エンティーム )

      in which . . . you get cuteness aggression for your boyfriend and try to squish his cheeks.

genre fluff , headcanons , est. relationship , &team x fem!reader   cw just kisses , not proofread   wc 900ish (100 per member)    request no   note where's my boyfriend so i can squish his cheeks and give him kisses i am not okay   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

Giggles as soon as your hands are on his face. He can’t tell you why he finds it so funny, but something about you struggling to even reach to hold his face in your hands and squish his cheeks makes his heart all warm and a big smile grow on his face. Before you can kiss him or even say anything, he’s already teasing you. Will probably squish your cheeks back, agreeing that he also gets the urge to just hold you and coo over your face because of how cute you are in his eyes. 

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

You can’t really catch this man by surprise. As soon as you’re grabbing his cheeks, he’s grabbing your waist, and asking you what’s up. When you just say you wanted to admire him, he will smile at you lovingly. Bends down a bit so you have better access to his face, and of course, gives you the same treatment minutes later. Fuma’s always so gentle and patient, so if this was a common occurrence, he would get used to it quickly. Doesn’t quite understand why you feel the urge to squish your boyfriend’s face almost every day, but he wouldn’t question it either.

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

Pauses whatever he was telling you as soon as you grab his face, because he assumes it’s something serious. First looks at you with big concerned eyes, but slowly his smile grows once he realizes that you’re looking at him as if he hung the stars in the sky. Closes his eyes in shock as soon as you start pressing kisses to his nose. Will grab your wrists and remove your hands, just to return the favour with lots of kisses of his own. Probably asks what it was for minutes later, which would lead to the action just repeating.

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

Immediately throws out questions trying to understand what prompted you to grab his face so suddenly. “What are you do—” Is successfully shut up when you kiss his face and giggle at how cute he is. Eyebrows furrowing in confusion because he can’t recall trying to be cute at all. Let’s you leave kisses all around his face; cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, anywhere you need. Definitely enjoys the attention from you, however, he always racks his brain trying to figure out why you’re squishing his cheeks for the third time, and simply can’t because the cuteness aggression always comes spontaneously. 

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

It’s no secret that you can get away with much more than the normal person because you’re Yuma’s girlfriend. But still, you should be a little careful, cause as soon as you grab his cheeks to squish, he’s giving you a signature kitty glare looking like he might swipe at you. But, since you’re his girlfriend and he loves you, he lets you shower him with sickeningly sweet words while he stands there like 🧍. Definitely rolls his eyes at least once— he’s really not the lovey dovey PDA type of boyfriend. But secretly deep down, his heart flutters a bit at your gesture. 

ASAKURA JO ﾐ 朝倉穣

Looks up at you with his big doe eyes, genuinely confused as to why you’re squishing his cheeks and cooing at him as if he’s a baby. But for some reason his stomach is also somersaulting with butterflies and he isn’t quite sure why he finds the action so flustering. Ears and cheeks turn a bright shade of red as soon as you start peppering his whole face with kisses, and he’s left a stuttering mess for at least a couple minutes because why would you do that so suddenly without warning him. 

SHIGETA HARUA ﾐ 重田美��愛

Doesn’t even register in his brain that it’s a sign of affection. You could be spilling all the cutest words about him while holding his face in your hands and he’d be raising an eyebrow trying to figure out what all this was about. A little bit lost and confused at times when it comes to this type of affection, but once you explain the concept of cuteness aggression to him, he would probably get it. Enjoys the extra kisses regardless and looks extremely adorable all confused, as if you can see the cogs in his brain turning slowly. 

TAKAYAMA RIKI ﾐ 高山りき

He’s so used to being the victim of cuteness aggression, especially when it comes to his cheeks. Because the members are already all over him. He doesn’t even seem fazed when you squish his cheeks and giggle over his cute dimples. But he does quickly get the idea that he finally has someone he can do it too as well, and will definitely start to squish your cheeks and give you extra kisses on a regular basis to try to balance out how much he receives. Becomes your go-to way to show affection with each other :( 

HIROTA RIKI ﾐ 宏田力

Thinks you’re doing it for a tiktok prank at first. “What trend is this?” As soon as he says that, you stop kissing his face and look at him, exasperated. He’ll quickly realize you were doing it just because, and let you continue without interruption. Probably rambles about how cute you two are as a couple afterwards and his neverending effect on you being credited to his rizz or effortless charm. You have to jokingly say you’ll never give him kisses again just to get him to shut up, cause his ego is that high. But at the end of it, you’ll both be laughing together (and he’ll return the kisses). 

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,,

@seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,,

@nicholasluvbot,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss

[enha-hype]

&team - period care ♡ (hyung line)

how each member deals with/reacts to different period symptoms

pairing: bf!&team x afab!reader

genre: fluff and lots of comfort

warnings: mentions of period blood, period pain, dizziness, crying, cursing

w.c.: around 500-700 for each member

a/n: if this doesn't flop i'll post part 2 with maknae line lol. also everybody cheer i wrote something for someone other than nichojoo! xD

🪐 euijoo (crying spells)

you wake up feeling like shit and wanting to cry for no particular reason other than that you're on your period and your hormones are all over the place. added to that was the fact that the space next to you on the bed was empty – your boyfriend was already up. which isn't unusual, euijoo had always been an early bird. however, on that particular morning you couldn't help but wish he was still in bed cuddling you – maybe then you would be feeling less shitty. you feel kind of offended although you know it isn't fair – how is he supposed to know what you want if you don't tell him?

(more under the cut!)

“juju?” you call out but there's no answer – he probably couldn't hear you. you groan and steel yourself to get out of bed; it's about time anyway.

you head to the bathroom to freshen up and do your morning duties and when you emerge from the bedroom you find euijoo in the kitchen making breakfast.

“good morning my love,” he greets you with his warm smile and the sight of him immediately makes you feel a little better. “if you've brushed your teeth have this while you wait. breakfast will be ready in 10!”

‘this’ refers to a bowl of peeled pomegranates sitting on the kitchen table. you look at it and then back at him. he peeled an entire pomegranate for you despite how time consuming and troublesome it must've been. AND he's making breakfast. and most importantly, he looks so damn happy doing it. as you stare at the bowl of pomegranates, you can feel your eyes starting to water and the tears spill over soon after.

“no no baby what's wrong? do you not like pomegranates? but they're good for you – especially on your period,” euijoo is by your side in a minute brushing the tears away.

the fact that he specifically looked up what foods are good on your period only makes you more emotional and you feel guilty for feeling upset at him for not staying in bed longer. when you're finally coherent enough for him to be able to understand what you're saying amidst your sobs, he lets out a frustrated chuckle of disbelief.

“that's why you're crying? god you had me worried for a bit there,” he says, hugging you to his chest.

“you're literally the sweetest ever...what did i do to deserve you?” you mumble.

“sweetheart that was the bare minimum,”

“not to me!” you sniffle, wondering what the hell the opposite of bare minimum was. “to me that was like– like, the grand maximum!”

he giggles at that. “alright, cutie. let's get you something to eat,”

*

after a morning of crying about peeled pomegranates, then about how delicious the breakfast was and then crying about all the crying, you've finally calmed down. you're lying on euijoo's lap and he's running his fingers through your hair with one hand replying to his texts using the other.

“it's very aptly named the orange peel theory, don't you think?” you ask.

“uhh but that was a pomegranate i peeled, not an orange...”

“yes but you're an orange,” you explain like it's the most obvious thing.

he stares blankly at you. “i'm...an orange?”

“uh huh,”

he gives in because really, what choice does he have? “whatever you say my love,”

🪐 fuma (dizziness)

murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. even when things don't work out or seem to be going downhill, he never panics and instead seeks to figure out what the next plan of action should be – because really, what good would freaking out do? not a lot of things scared him either, it was like the man had no weaknesses. he is one of the most level-headed people you know, and it's no wonder that people often came to him for advice – murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. except when it comes to you.

for your date today, you're at a mini concert hall to watch this indie rock band play. fuma has been obsessed with them ever since he discovered them a few months ago and after weeks of trying you were finally able to get tickets for today. there's just one tiny problem however – you're on your period, and you don't do well in crowded spaces during this time especially if you have to stand for a long period of time, like you have been for a while now.

fuma is of course not aware of this – as far as he knows your period is not due for another week. you know that if you had told him, he would've not only made you stay home but would've stayed back himself to take care of you and you didn't want to do that to him; you knew how excited he'd been for this.

and so here you both are. you're only halfway through the concert and you're already regretting it. you've been standing for over an hour now and you badly want to – no, need to sit down. you feel kind of breathless and you're sweating but your body also feels weirdly cool at the same time. the music and the screaming around you start to sound like they're coming from far away and you sway on the spot. the last thing your eyes register before you black out is fuma’s panicked eyes.

when you come to, it takes you a minute to figure out where you are – on the couch in the waiting area outside near the receptionist’s desk. worry is etched into your boyfriend's features as he hovers over you along with two other people you don't recognise.

“oh good they're awake. yeah it looks like they just need some air,” one of them says.

fuma helps you sit up and you avoid meeting his eyes; you're mortified.

“how are you feeling?” he asks gently.

you nod and smile sheepishly. “i'm okay now, it just felt a little suffocating in there is all,”

he studies you carefully like he isn't convinced and you notice beads of sweat drying on his forehead. after fuma has thanked and bid adieu to the two strangers who had been kind enough to help your boyfriend who had apparently been running around like a headless chicken after you fainted, he comes to you and envelopes you in a hug so tight you think you might pass out again.

“please don't do that ever again oh my god i swear my heart stopped that was the most distressing 10 minutes of my life. it felt like it lasted forever,”

you chuckle weakly and pat his back comfortingly. “it's a pity i wasn't conscious to see it,”

he pulls back and gives you a stern and disappointed look. “that's not funny, y/n,”

“okay yeah i'm sorry i made you panic. i should've told you the truth, it was stupid,”

“incredibly stupid. i can't believe you thought i would care about a stupid concert more than you,”

“well no it's actually because i knew you would care more about me being okay that i didn't tell you. i wanted you to have a fun time since you've been working so hard lately,”

“any time i spend with you is fun. i don't need to go to a concert for fun,” he grumbles.

“you know what i mean though,”

he crosses his arms across his chest. “no i don't. and you know what? you've just lost walking privileges for the next two days for lying to me and then passing out,”

“i've lost wa– what? fuma don't be ridiculous,”

“it's no more ridiculous than what you just did,” he retorts obstinately.

and he was actually serious about it – he carried you bridal style to the car and then from the car to your apartment and he wouldn't even put you down inside the elevator; he waited until he got to your shared bedroom. and even though you assured him you were fine he proceeded to fuss over you for the next couple of days, not letting you step out of the house without his “supervision”.

🪐 kei (muscle pain)

it's the second day of your period and your legs are hurting more than usual because you had had to stand for hours at the conference at work earlier today. while the pain isn't exactly unbearable, it's still bad enough that sleep keeps evading you. you roll over and look at the clock on the side table – it's 12.47 am. the longer you stay awake, the less well-rested you'll be tomorrow. you have to be up in 5 hours. tears of frustration make their way down your cheeks.

not wanting to disturb your boyfriend kei who is peacefully asleep beside you, you get out of bed and make your way to the couch in the living room. you flop down and try massaging your legs, sniffling quietly.

kei stirs awake a little while later. he reaches an arm out sleepily to pull you close but when he finds the bed empty he immediately sits up.

“y/n?” he calls out, his voice thick with sleep. he walks out to the living room and sees your hunched figure on the couch and frowns. he's about to switch on the light when he hears you sniffle and freezes. he stands there for a few seconds listening to you cry, his heart slowly breaking. he wonders why you ever felt like you couldn't come to him with whatever was troubling you.

he turns on the light and makes his way to you as you quickly wipe your face and try to seem okay. he wraps a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“what's wrong?” he asks softly.

“it's nothing. just a bit of muscle pain. i'll be fine in a while, kei. go back to bed.”

kei is not having it. he scoops you up off the couch effortlessly and carries you back to your room, ignoring your weak protests. “is it because of your period? why didn't you wake me?” he asks while he lays you down gently on the bed.

“it's really not that serious, babe. besides it's late and you have work tomorrow,”

“so? you do too. and if anything you need to sleep more than i do.”

“it's really not that big of a deal...” you start to say and kei gives you a disappointed look. he sighs and doesn't say anything further, just quietly massages your legs. but dang does the man have magic hands. his strong hands skillfully knead your leg muscles and you can feel the pain slowly fading away. you could cry tears of relief. you sigh contentedly and mumble a thank you, holding out your arms for a hug but he ignores you. “kei?”

“do you not trust me?”

the question catches you off guard. “what?”

“you never come to me when you're in pain...” he sounds so dejected.

“oh, love,” you sit up and scooch closer to him. “of course i trust you. it's just– you're always taking care everyone else and–”

“because i like taking care of the people i love. and i love you the most. but you never let me do anything for you even though you're always taking care of me and i don't know, it sometimes feels like you don't trust me enough to be vulnerable with me…” his voice cracks on the last syllable and you want to kick yourself.

you never meant to make him feel this way. he was always the one taking care of those around him so in your relationship at least you wanted him to be on the receiving end which is why you tried never to burden him with your problems, big or small. but you were so caught up in what you thought was best for him that you didn't consider how he might feel about it.

“i'm sorry, i didn't realise how that must make you feel, love. i trust you more than i trust anyone, of course you're the one i always want to run to no matter what. so from now that's what i'll do, okay?”

“you promise?”

“i do,” you seal it with a soft kiss on his pout, which makes him smile. he massages you until you fall asleep, and snuggles up next to you soon after.

🪐 nicholas (staining)

you wake up to the unmistakable feeling of blood soaking through your underwear onto your pants and you yeet yourself out of bed as fast as you can praying it hasn't gotten on the covers as well – you're at your boyfriend nicho's place.

but luck was not on your side – there's a coin-sized dark red stain on the light blue sheet. fucking great. you cannot believe this. how on earth did you manage to bleed through not one but two extra large pads?! god kill me. you make your way to the bathroom as quietly as possible so as not to wake your boyfriend – you know how much he loves to sleep and how grumpy he gets when he's woken up. granted, he doesn't mind as much when it's you but you still don't want to disturb him.

you clean yourself up, grateful you had brought an extra pair of underwear and night pants for your stay. then you wet a piece of cloth and head back, leaving the bathroom door open just a sliver so there's enough light for you to see. you lift the stained part of the sheet a little so it doesn't stain the mattress and proceed to rub the wet cloth against it so you can at least get the blood off of it – you know it'll be much harder to clean once it dries – and you can't very well strip the entire sheet off the mattress with your boyfriend still sleeping. and god, does he look so incredibly adorable.

the stain looks significantly much lighter now, and you head back to the bathroom to rinse the cloth out and apply a drop of detergent liquid to it. you glance at the clock on your way – it's 2:14 am. you groan internally. you can't even go straight to bed after this because you will also have to wash the bloody mess that's your underwear and pants. you had triple checked to make sure everything was leak-proof before bed but there's only so much you can do when your body apparently likes ejecting copious amounts of blood for no good reason. and now you're stuck dealing with the aftermath when all you really wanna do is collapse and never wake up for a week but you can't and are now questioning whether a uterus is really worth having or if you can just rip it out. you're so preoccupied thinking about all this while washing up at the bathroom sink that you don't notice nicholas standing at the bathroom door watching you until he speaks up.

“that's a lot of blood...”

you meet his alarmed eyes in the mirror. “oh shit oh fuck i'm so sorry nicho i didn't mean to wake you or for you to see this and i'm so sorry it got on the sheets as well- just a little but i'm still sorry i swear i don't–”

“hey hey hey babe shhh it's okay, stop apologising,” he places his hands on your shoulders and gently squeezes to halt your anxious rambling. you look close to tears and it breaks his heart. “why are you even apologising baby? i said that's a lot of blood in the sense that i was worried - is it normal for you to be bleeding that much?”

“well, um sometimes i guess but– wait are you sure? you're not mad?”

“why on earth would i be mad?” he looks a little hurt that you would think that.

“because i got blood on your sheets...”

“so? that can be washed,”

“i also woke you up...and you love sleep....”

he cups your face. “i love you more, dumbass. if anything i'm just mad you didn't wake me sooner - i could've helped you clean up,”

you stare at your boyfriend, taking in his bleary eyes and his hair sticking up in all directions and the earnest sincerity in what he just said. you didn't think it was possible to love him more than you already did but here you are.

divider credits: @/enchanthings-a

[kutiee]

Serving face after serving cunt.

[am00ures]

꩜ .ᐟ ー　‘ BAD DATE ’ & TEAM

gneutral!reader x bestfriend!&team

﹝ ♡ . asking the teamies to come pick you

up after a date gone wrong!

ー tags! fluff, overprotective teamies, semi friends to lovers, cursing, reader needa wake up and smell the flowers

— words? 0

— warnings? cursing

— a/n : i need better fake imessage apps pls spare a crumb or recs 🤲

ー kei , fuma , nicholas

for anyone having a hard time reading nicho’s :

‘pls come pick me up he keeps trying to get me to go home with him and i’m uncomfy.’

ー euijoo , yuma

ー jo, harua, taki

ー maki

©am00ures 2025 . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[3vergr3en]

Maki Boyfriend Headcanons ❧

Pairing: fem!reader x non!idol!maki A/N: guys,, I'm back from the depths of writer's block and I think, keyword, think, I am able to continue writing more regularly !! (i sincerely apologize 🙏🏼🙏🏼) Additional Info: Sensual kisses are mentioned but are NOT explicit, with overall fluff, and some cuddling.

His love language is physical touch!

Would NOT be able to keep his hands off of you!!

He'd either hold your hand as you guys walked or have an arm wrapped around your waist.

Although he loves holding you, he's not the type to be full-on affectionate in public (he's a lil shy 🤫).

But would settle for a quick peck on the cheek here and there.

MELTS on the spot if you kiss his dimples <333

Wearing his hoodie will genuinely make him malfunction.

He would not have a single thought processing through that head of his besides how he needs you to wear every single hoodie he owns right now just so he can see you in his clothes 💕

would also smother you in kisses till you practically have to crawl out of his grasp

DON'T trust your snacks, food, drinks-- ANYTHING EDIBLE with him. He will engulf it in a matter of minutes.

"I'm sorry,, I was really hungry.."

"Maki. You just had lunch thirty minutes ago."

"I'm a growing boy who needs his nutrients!"

But ofc he'll happily buy you some more after seeing you sulk about your eaten foods

There is not a day where he doesn't compliment you.

Loves complimenting you in German.

"Have I told you yet that you look pretty today?"

"Yes,, yes you did, three times in a span of five minutes actually."

"Oh. Well.. du bist wunderschön."

"Did you just compliment me in German?"

"Make that four times now ☺️"

HE DEF MADE A PLAYLIST ABOUT YOU BEFORE YOU GUYS GOT TOGETHER.

When it was just you guys as friends at first, he had such a huge crush on you. And when I say huge, I mean HUGE.

But again, he's a little shy when it comes to this stuff. It literally took him 2 months to gather up the courage to tell you that you looked pretty.

(You looove teasing him about this btw)

Friday date nights always consist of ordering out, watching some movies or watching him play some games, and then wrapping up the night with some cuddling in bed as you guys drift off to sleep <3

He is soo gentle with you when you guys kiss.

He loves going slow, saying, "It's more memorable when there's no rush."

His hands would always end up on your waist or hips, pulling you closer to him.

You guys couldn't help but smile or giggle in between kisses.

He would always check up on you, making sure that you were comfortable with anything.

"Just let me know if anything happens, m'kay?"

"Say the word and we'll leave asap."

"Are you okay?"

UGHHHH. SO RESPECTFUL.

If a guy hits on you, he would claim he wouldn't be jealous.

But then he would silently sulk for a little while, forming a little pout that he was unaware of (which you found adorable btw).

"Don't worry about him, kiki. It's you that I want in the end!"

"I know.. but like c'mon! Did he really not see me standing next to you? I clearly look like your boyfriend!"

"Yes you do,, now c'mere, let me hug my boyfriend."

[sullyoonas]

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND KEI

please don't repost, requests open!

taglist: @bang-chan-my-man

[deer-hunter]

(maishiteyu)

[kthecutest]

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

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

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

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

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

✧•——————•°•✧•°•——————•✧

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[starryjake]

GIRL GIRL!!! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT &TEAM LEGAL LINE AND THEIR FAV POSITION WOULD BE?

a/n: i had too much fun with this i think

k: i see my man as someone who likes missionary bc he likes to look at his partner when he’s fucking them <33 but with his strength he goes HARD. pushes your knees to your chest or has your legs dangling over his shoulders so he can really push into you. i think he’d probs like manhandling you too, just pushing you around and putting your body into whatever position he wants and you just comply so nicely. but he just likes to see your face and the pretty expressions you make as a result of how good he’s fucking you.

fuma: lowkey think he would like fucking you against a wall or just like standing up while he’s fucking. he’s gotta show off his strength you know. he’ll also like it when he’s standing at the edge of the bed and you’re at the bottom with your legs spread and he just slides rightttttt in. kinda just pins you to the mattress and pounds the shit out of you, then picks you up and carries you over to the wall, holding you while he fucks you against it ><

nicholas: i just know my boy likes hitting it from the back </3 just loooooves holding your hips up and pounding you into the mattress. he’ll def pull your hair too, pulling you up so your back is pressed to his chest. also loves to manhandle you, and while he can be rough, he can be sweet and loving too, slowly fucking his cock into your tight walls nice and deep. his main priority is making sure both of you feel good. but he also likes hitting it from the back so he can slap your ass lol :3

ej: OH THE LOML :(((( for him i can see missionary or cowgirl <33 if he feels more like being in charge then missionary, but if he just wants to lay back and be taken care of, then cowgirl. with him i rly just see the sweetest lovemaking fr. like soft touches and sweet whispers and deep passionate kisses. it’s very very sensual and romantic so he always like positions where the two of you can look at each other.

yuma: missionary if he has a lot of energy and just needs to fuck, but if he just wants to take it slow and have a good time then reverse cowgirl. looooves seeing you ride his cock, your hands gripping his thighs for leverage as you ride his length. has a tight hold on your hips and if he’s feeling nice, he’ll help guide you but most of the time, he just sits back and enjoys the shooooww.

jo: ok the spooning position. at first i thought cowgirl and like yes but the SPOONING position. you guys are laying on your sides, his front pressed against your back and he just slides in and it feels so good. you’re so close to each other and it’s sooo sensual. just likes slow and lazy sex. he spreads your legs and just slowly glides his hips, thrusting in and out of you. he’ll kiss your neck and bring his hand to your front to rub your clit. i think he also likes the position bc once he’s finished, he can just stay inside of you and fall asleep cockwarming <33

[slytherinshua]

⼺　BABY FEVER　( エンティーム )

genre fluff , headcanons , parent au , &team hyung line (plus yuma) x fem!reader (implied marriage for all hcs)   cw food mention , toddler/baby stuff , yuma's child is incredibly sassy , not proofread   wc 1170   request no   note cien did this to me he put these thoughts in my head (well actually i thought of the thoughts myself BUT STILL) and i am in shambles &team as dads :(   net @kstrucknet @lune-net

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

he’s probably a boy and girl dad, so ends up having at least two kids

but his true form is a goofy dad

will match his childrens energy 200%

always making silly faces and getting them to laugh

would carry them on his shoulders, swing them around, hold them upside down, do the little airplane flying when he’s lying on the ground, etc

all the types of play that are exciting when they’re little

there’s not a day where he fails to find a new activity to entertain your children even as they grow older

from newborn to first day of kindergarten, yudai wants to have fun with his kids 

he’ll definitely put them in dance classes when they’re little, but if dance isn’t their thing, that’s fine too!

would always encourage sports and physical activity as main hobbies so that his kids can create memories outdoors while staying active 

and he will never miss a game

his children will also be best dressed, taking after their father’s fashion

he loves to dress up his kids and picks the cutest matching outfits for them as well

his camera roll is filled with them and only them (and a few pics of you he snapped while you weren’t looking— he loves his candids)

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

boy dad, and his son is like his carbon copy

pokemon was the toy of choice since his child was still in the womb, and heck, you probably have a pokemon themed nursery, as well as plushies, clothes, and other toys

his kid’s favourite pokemons are probably snorlax or mudkip which goes adorably for buying things

frankly fuma is out of control with it

his son loves it, he himself is obsessed with it, there’s no cap on the budget when it comes to bonding with his child over the simple collectibles 

he’s the best at introducing new foods to his son, even when he’s scared to try something

seeing his dad eat it and make it look like the yummiest thing always works like a charm

you have your husband to thank for getting your toddler to actually enjoy vegetables 

although fuma is a bit paranoid about his child’s health

and absolutely panics whenever his son is sick

he’s not the type to fuss over “healthy” food— as long as his son is eating and getting the nutrients he needs, fuma will absolutely allow sweet treats

speaking of worrying, fuma is a huge worrier :(

he can’t help but be concerned over the littlest things when it comes to his son 

very protective over him, but also gives him advice and guidance and is easily the best role model you could ask for your son to have

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

he’s a boy dad and his son is just as much of a softie as he is

raises the shyest kid to ever walk the earth

has to always encourage his son to make new friends or try new things

because his little boy is just so hesitant and afraid of so many things

nicholas wants to show his son how fun things can be as well as dispelling the fear that his kid has

this takes little baby steps and hand holding, but nicholas is the best at being patient and comforting with his son

always tries to give his son a healthy push, but when it gets overwhelming, he understands as well

every small milestone is celebrated like it’s a big deal

because to nicholas, it is

every time he sees his son smile, his heart bursts in his chest 

he has the closest bond imaginable with his child, and as such, often spends time playing with him alone even after he’s reached the age that most kids would want to play with their friends

will sing and play guitar or piano with his son, which is one of the few things that isn’t so terrifying to his little brain 

even when a wrong note is pressed, the two can laugh it off together and enjoy the process of learning new songs together

he has the cutest father son musical duets to show off to you

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

girl dad in the house

his little daughter will grow up to love watching movies, especially ghibli ones

and well, ponyo may be her favourite for a reason

points and giggles whenever she sees ponyo to compare with her dad

euijoo can’t get over how cute it is every time

he’s the soft and caring type of dad, like he’s incapable of ever getting mad at his daughter

he will scold her when she does something wrong, although it breaks his heart to see her pout and tears

he’s the best at comforting her as well, and it seems as if there’s no safer place than in her father’s arms

loves to play dress up with his daughter, whether it’s a princess tea party or dinosaur onesies 

tries to learn how to do his daughter’s hair, to varying success

but he is the best at picking out bows or cute hair accessories for her

reads a bedtime story to her every night, and sometimes has to think of his own stories off the top of his head when his little girl insists on making a new story together

loves to go on walks with his kid or plan cute picnics

peels oranges for his daughter, they’re her favourite fruit

she likes to eat the segments from biggest to smallest saving the cutest piece of orange for last

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

this man is a girl dad and he creates the sassiest child by accident

every time his daughter shows you attitude, he has to remind her that it’s no way to treat her mother

you blame yuma for your daughter’s sassiness

yuma is convinced it was partly you as well

either way, you have a bold and cheeky toddler on your hands, and dealing with her can be hard work 

fighting her sassiness with more sassiness only works part of the time

gentle words aren’t too effective, yet strongly worded ones often give the opposite affect yuma and you intend

whenever yuma has to introduce his daughter to new people, he’s always a little nervous about how she’ll behave

but he quickly figures out that she knows when and where she can have attitude, and puts on the perfect princess act around strangers

 it makes yuma laugh and also slightly impresses him the grasp his daughter has on people already 

despite it sometimes feeling like fighting fire with fire, yuma and his kid have a very close bond

and he would protect her from anything 

he’s proud of the things she can do as well— her sassy sarcastic attitude shows how smart she really is, and witty as well

although she may not use it for the most perfect reasons

yuma can always joke around and laugh with his kid, his humour matching his daughter’s perfectly

and sometimes he enjoys seeing who can be sassier (it is always his daughter)

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,, @seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss,, @voikiraz,, @hyukabean,, @nicholasluvbot,, @i03jae,, @kangtaehyunzzz

[taeraenini]

[sillyabtmusic]