#lee sanghyuk x reader

[sunsetriwoo]

a few cups of coffee later... here's a small idea i had for my yachtboys!bnd series... it's a wip ig.... (all the readers are fem!readers atm... might change)

bonedo are brothers so all 6 will be yachtboys together (#ot6)... when i think yachtboys i think of them throwing parties on their yacht(s)? for their friends and other people they decide to invite

share your opinions/feedback with me!! i don't bite click more to see what i wrote <3

friendly ✶ yachtboy!sungho x aloof visual arts student!reader

when yachtboy!sungho first comes across the aloof visual arts student occupying one of the studios, it felt like love at first sight. even though he's one of the friendliest people on campus, she pays him no mind. but sungho wasn't going to give up yet... he happens to know her best friend.

bashful ✶ yachtboy!riwoo x the school's social butterfly!reader

when yachtboy!riwoo's at their yacht parties, he's usually sitting aside, watching his friends have fun while he soaks in the overall energy. he takes life as it comes, and lives it however possible. until he laid eyes upon their campus' social butterfly, the one girl everyone simply adores.

confident ✶ yachtboy!jaehyun x serious council president!reader

when yachtboy!jaehyun gets challenged, he never backs down. this time, his friends were betting on if 'mr confident' could crack their student president's façade, and have her falling for him. but little does he know... her own friends have all placed their own little bets for this show.

witty ✶ yachtboy!taesan x sunshine fashion design student!reader

when yachtboy!taesan isn't with the group, he's either in his room making music or looping mcr albums as he walks down the hallways, trying not to draw attention. but when he was walking and bumped into a fashion design student, he realises that she's everything he wanted and more.

charismatic ✶ yachtboy!leehan x oblivious lyrical arts student!reader

when yachtboy!leehan walks down the halls, all eyes are on him. with his charming personality, he never fails to catch their attention. but when he walks by the sunshine lyrical arts student, he was instantly drawn to her. but there's one small issue, she treats everyone the same way.

sweet ✶ yachtboy!woonhak x shy architecture student!reader

when yachtboy!woonhak is called popular, he doesn't really mind it much. but the downside of being popular, is that shyer people tend to avoid him, even though he's one of the nicest guys on campus. but despite that, he simply won't give up on that one architecture student.

[slytherinshua]

CHERRY BLOSSOMS AND AMBER WOOD

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. reader and dawon are married. pairing. husband!dawon x wife!reader. wc. 1.1k. a/n. surprise i also write for sf9 (no one is surprised atp i start writing for new groups every day skdjks) also i think i discovered that shampoo is like the best smelling thing in the world so... yeah 👍 that was the whole idea of this fic ksjdks

“Come back, you smell good!” Your husband whined, already wrapped up in the sheets. You laughed, shaking your head at his clinginess. He really was like a child at times.

“I’m just going to brush my teeth, babe. It’ll only take two minutes.” You called back to him, already in the bathroom. He pouted at your response and fell back onto the pillows. 2 minutes felt like a long time, especially when he had just gotten back from a long business trip. It was late now, and all Sanghyuk wanted to do was cuddle under the covers with you as soon as possible.

There were many little things that had made him fall in love with you. It wasn’t entirely your looks (though, you were the most gorgeous woman to ever exist to him), or your personality, but the little things that made you, you. The habits and tendencies and constants— those were what Sanghyuk adored about you. The never changing mannerisms that he had grown all too fond of over the years.

It was how you liked to organise things on the shelf by size, not colour; or how you put your hair up and dressed in sweats when it was cleaning day (he would always think you looked the most attractive on cleaning days). It was the fruit smoothies that you would make for him without a recipe, yet they always ended up tasting better than what you could get in the store, and the way you were so attentive to him at all times, not just caring for his health, but remembering all the things he had said in the past. He commented on your necklace once, saying it was pretty? You’d be wearing it for the next date. He offhandedly said he wanted to try pottery? You had already scheduled a class to go to together.

And, especially, it was the way you smiled at him when you were tired. Your eyes looked so sleepy, but so content. Whenever you were wrapped up in his arms, he felt like he could die perfectly happy just like that. As long as you were right beside him, cuddling into his chest, mumbling about your day in a soft voice amongst smiles, he was the happiest man on Earth.

There was one more thing— possibly Sanghyuk’s favourite thing. Your hair. Not just how pretty it was, but how good it smelled. He always thought that the hair products you used must have some magical scents infused into them, because once you were out of the shower, Sanghyuk could never bring himself to separate from you. 

Your hair was so soft and smelled so sweet and clean and feminine— a scent that he could soak up every second of the day and never get tired of it. It was intoxicating, almost dizzying, and it made Sanghyuk feel euphoric that he could call you his. Like the prettiest cherry blossoms on a Spring day, or the sweetest fruit in the Summer sun, you were perfect in every sense.

You came back from the bathroom, teeth brushed and pyjamas on— ready to tuck yourself under the covers with him until the morning came. Sanghyuk opened his arms immediately, eager for you to be back where you belonged. You hugged yourself to his chest, relaxing at the feeling of his arms squeezing you with the perfect pressure, placing gentle kisses to your head.

“I’m serious, you smell so good.” He said again, this time in a whisper, nose happily buried between strands of your hair.

“You do, too.” You commented. While you smelled like flowers, Sanghyuk’s cologne lingered on his clothes from the morning, hitting your nose with hints of leather and amber wood.

“Never gonna get tired of you.” He mumbled, pulling you closer to his body. His hand snuck down to reach yours and he slowly laced his fingers with yours.

“I hope not, cause you already gave me a ring.” You smiled, and Sanghyuk laughed— the sound resonated in the room, making your heart do somersaults in your chest.

“It was the best thing I ever did.” He admitted, fingers fiddling with your engagement ring. It had already been 2 years since he had given it to you, yet he still thought about the moment daily.

You turned around in his arms, smiling as his eyes met yours. You raked up one of your hands to his cheek and he leaned into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed. You both let out simultaneous sighs— of tiredness and contentment and love. 

“I love you so much.” You smiled at him, murmuring out the words as you adored his sleepy face squished against the pillow.

“I do too, lovely.” He responded drowsily, but no less sincere in his words than if he had been more awake. 

“How much?” You asked, half joking and half curious to actually know how he’d respond. He let out a breath and then opened his eyes, wanting to be able to look at you as he responded. His eyes gazed over your face as he searched for the right words.

“...I love you more than I ever knew was possible for someone to love someone else. It feels like my heart is going to explode whenever I look at you because I still can’t believe that you’re mine.” He started explaining seriously, but he broke halfway through, his lips curving up into a smile as he admired you. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

You giggled, “You’re so cute.”

He pouted, “I was being serious.” 

“I know.” You smiled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “Just wanted to tease.”

“You missed a spot.” He whispered, pointing to his other cheek. You smiled and leaned in to press another kiss to his skin, feeling his cheek lift up under your lips as he smiled.

“There. All good?”

He shook his head, “Missed one more spot.”

You laughed and leaned in once again, this time joining your lips with his. He sighed as he kissed you, pulling you closer into his arms and cupping the back of your head with his hand. You kissed him until you exhausted yourself and fell back onto the pillow, breathing unevenly to try to catch your breath. Kissing him was still as exhilarating 4 years later as when you shared your first ever kiss with him.

Sanghyuk pulled you back into his arms, breathing as roughly as you. You rested your head on his chest, hearing his racing heart in sync with yours. You got comfortable under the covers. He stroked your hair, lulling you into a sleepier state, as he mumbled sweet nothings to you. You didn’t have much energy to respond verbally, already too drowsy to think of anything more than your husband and sleep. But you tapped his chest 3 times before you finally fell asleep, sending a silent message to him that he wouldn’t be able to mistake.

I love you.

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BOYNEXTDOOR Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff, (s) - smut

Park Sungho:

Nothing yet...

Lee Sanghyuk:

Nothing yet...

Myung Jaehyun:

Nothing yet...

Han Dongmin:

Nothing yet...

Kim Donghyun:

Nothing yet...

Kim Woonhak:

Nothing yet...

OT6:

Nothing yet...

[lxvsiick]

O U R

PAIRING: uni student! han taesan x uni student! fem! reader

SUMMARY: Romance developed after a book was dropped on his head. Han Dongmin or Taesan, liked his quiet time. After spending time with his friends, he needed to get away a little. Finding a quite spot in the library by a shelf, Taesan peacefully read to himself and then all of a sudden, blop, a book was dropped on his head. He rubbbed his head, cursing to himself, before looking up to yell at the person that dropped the book on his head. Taesan froze. He couldn't hear anything. All he saw was her face. She was beautiful. He only snapped out of it when her figure started to disappear. Shoot, Taesan forgot everything she said and could only remember the image of her face.

I forgot everything but your face ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

GENRE: social media au, college au, love at first sight, fluff, angst, humor, and crack

WARNINGS: cursing, drinking, mentions of kms/kys jokes, bad jokes, and more!

FEATURING: jungwon, niki, and sunoo from enhypen, ningning from aespa and others!

STATUS: ongoing CREATED: 09.09.2024 PUBLISHED: 09.20.2024 ENDED: . . .

TAGLIST: [OPEN] comment a 🐝 to be added

PROFILES

101 % tired | leehan's aquarium pt.1 | leehan’s aquarium pt. 2

TEASER

PART 01 | riwoo on the loose

PART 02 | australian twinkle toes

PART 03 | sungho scheming

PART 04 | emergency (written)

PART 05 | TBH

PART 06 | y/n has a crush

PART 07 | jungwon’s interrogation

PART 08 | diner of fate (written)

PART 09 | what are you british ??

PART 10 | MY NAME IS JUNGWON

PART 11 | heHeHEEHEe (written)

PART 12 | SUNGHO FIRST WIN!! (written)

PART 13 | taesan vs. sungho, 2024

PART 14 | wanna see something funny?

PART 15 | he’s usually not that much of a loser (written)

PART 16 | leehan's even bigger aquarium

PART 17 | gongfourz

PART 18 | is he . . . ?

PART 19 |

PART 20 |

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[4ranghaes]

day 8 ⋆｡˚❆˚ ｡⋆ creating traditions!

lee riwoo x reader [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

23:02 - “what’s wrong?”

you glanced up at your boyfriend, humming. he was stood by the chest of drawers, pulling an old t-shirt over his bare torso.

riwoo laughed, running his hands through his hair, “what?!”

you shook your head, laughing at his insistence.

“you look so sad though, my darling,” he pouted, climbing on the bed and crawling over your body. he tapped on your arm, over-dramatic pout on his lips, “what’s wrong? hmm? what’s wrong?”

you laughed, “it’s nothing, sanghyuk-ie, really. it’s just…” riwoo tilted his head to the side, listening intently. “we decorated for christmas today! and it seems so sad in here.”

he laughed as you rolled your eyes, knowing your words were stupid. you picked at the pillow sheepishly.

“i just– we’re stuck in the one room with no christmas decorations.”

riwoo smiled, stroking your cheek gently, “you’re so cute.”

he got up off the bed, leaning over and gathering his pillows and stuffed animals in his arms. he looked to you, “come on then.”

you furrowed your eyebrows, chuckling, “hmm?”

“let’s go sleep in the living room,” he shrugged, “it’s decorated for christmas. there’s a perfectly good sofa.”

you broke out in a grin, “really?!”

riwoo nodded, a small smile on his face as he looked at your growing excitement. you jumped up, grabbing your pillow and the duvet off the bed. riwoo was giggling, leading the way to the living room. he moved around, flicking on the lights to the tree and the other various string lights you had around the house.

“how’s this?” he asked, turning to you with his arms spread in an invitation.

you giggled, walking up to him and smoothing your hands over his chest, kissing against his lips, “you’re such a genius.”

riwoo giggled, “i know, i know.”

getting comfy on the sofa, riwoo checked all the curtains and lights, picking up the remote for the tv before coming and laying down with you, pulling you into his arms.

“you wanna watch a movie?” he murmured, kissing your forehead as his arm pulled you closer to him.

you slung your leg over his hips, placing your hand on his chest as you looked up at him, nodding, “that sounds perfect.”

he smiled, looking down to you and pressing a kiss to your lips. he looked up, beginning to flick through the tv as you settled into his chest. he put on home alone, wrapping his arms around you.

“happy?” he asked, kissing your head.

you smiled, kissing his chest as you didn’t take your eyes off the film, “very.”

the movie continued playing as your breathing got heavier, relaxing into your boyfriend’s arms for the night. you looked up at him, tracing his face for a moment.

“hey,” you spoke, gaining riwoo’s attention as he looked at you with a small smile, “can we do this every year? maybe on the night we put the decorations up we… sleep in the living room?”

he chuckled, brushing your lips with a kiss gently, “sounds perfect, sweet. i love it.”

[blue-jisungs]

a night to remember

[ song inspo ! ] a night to remember by laufey, beabadoobee

[ author’s note ! ] ive been waiting for AGES to write something borderline psychological/lucid dream-y so HERE YALL GO tbh im proud of this one & u got to see how my brain works on a daily basis (chaos :3)

[ req ! ] yes, here by @slytherinshua <3 hope u like it since i knda went off track teehee

[ summary ! ] riwoo isnt sure which reality is real. or, is there even one sigle reality - are you his? or are you his dream?

[ extras ! ] can be read as both non idol / idol riwoo; ansgty if u look at it, kind of an open ending. its kind of like a puzzle but i dont wanna spoil it - and also, do let me know ur theories hehe<3

[ word count ! ] 1702

[ net ! ] @onedoornet

sanghyeok entered the cafe, headphones playing his recent favorite music. he sat down at his usual spot, in the corner of the room. that way he always had a view for the whole place.

his routine was always the same: order, busy himself until you come in. you either talk or ignore him and then… right. then what? then sanghyeok kind of blacks out, he can never remember how he got home so late.

therefore, he’s stirring his vanilla latte and counting the navy colored sprinkles on his donut. it clearly wasn’t fresh – and naturally, bought from a store. he abhorred this cafe. the sweets were usually old and hard as a rock and their coffee was bitter, too watery for his liking. actually, he hated coffee.

but yet, somehow, he was always here.

he was always here ordering this awful food and horrendous coffee (hell, even their lemonade tastes like water from washing machine after cleaning it with lemon soap). waiting for you. just to look at him. to chat with him.

to kiss him.

“hyeok!”

his eyes shot up and met yours, scrunched in a smile. he straightened his back and waved at you, signaling you to sit down.

but you came up to him and pressed a soft kiss onto his cheek. due to your close proximity he took a deep breath to enjoy your scent. you always smelled like fresh laundry, almost like his pillows and duvets.

“how are you?” you hummed sweetly, voice far more sugary than the donut he ordered. sitting in front of him, you didn’t wait for his answer.

sanghyeok just nodded with a grin, heart easing. you came, after all. your melodic voice started gradually transitioning into an unpleasant ringing in his ears.

riwoo opened his eyes, body jolting forward. he fell asleep.

shaking his head, he blinked away the remains of sleep. reattaching the hand from his chin that he used to prop himself, he felt sore. staying too long in the same position again, he looked around.

the cafe was almost empty. a couple of people he could swear he had seen before and some employees.

riwoo looked at his non-touched order, coffee cold and the foam completely dissolved.

with a heavy sigh he packed his belongings and put his earphones in, heading home.

empty streets were soaked with darkness, only occasional street lamps guiding him home. there and here shadows of passing people followed him, some of them morphing into various shapes rather than being human alike.

he finally slipped back home, too tired and devastated to change into pyjamas.

falling with his headphones on the bed, breathing in the scent of his bed, he–

“hyeok, are you even listening?” your voice hugged him, surrounding all his senses, in a slightly choking hold.

“yes, yes. i just– i missed you” he grinned and felt your hand on his back, rubbing it in a reassuring motion.

“you’re so cute, always daydreaming about me even when i’m next to you” you whispered into his ear.

sanghyeok faced you, something in your eye reminding him of somebody he used to know.

“wait, excuse me. what’s your name, again?”

for a split second your face morphed into fear.

“l/n y/n, silly. i’m your partner” you cocked your head, furrowing your brows a bit “you seem distracted today”

“i just… i thought i was dreaming” he mumbled. something about your touch was unclear, slightly blurry. but maybe he was just making things up.

“i can tell. let me order you another coffee. your macchiato already went cold” you hummed and pressed a tender kiss onto his lips. your comforting scent filled his nostrils.

“right” sanghyeok nodded, zoning out and looking at the piece of carrot cake in front of him. the icing looked ickingly, fluorescently white. unnaturally and fakely.

this day was exhausting. uni was kicking ass and he kind of pushed his limits by going to the gym earlier.

“i ordered. okay, now tell me, where are you taking me tomorrow?” you asked excitedly, sparkles in your eyes.

“tomorrow?” sanghyeok repeated in small voice, scanning your features. he had to blink twice so they sharpened in his eyes.

“yeah! we have our one year anniversary tomorrow! come on, hyeok” you whined, tugging his sleeve. “you told me you have a surprise!”

“i… i do, yeah. i do have a surprise!” he answered with a smile. it must have totally escaped his mind since he had no clue “it will be a night to remember, i can promise you that”

“sounds good” with a grin, you shuffled closer to him.

the rest of the conversation turned into one blur, his answers one worded or one sentenced. he was just really tired.

somehow before he realized, you were putting his scarf on him. right, it’s cold outside.

“you’re so sleepy. let’s just go home, okay? text me when you get back” you smiled softly and cupped his cheeks “i’ll see you in your dreams tonight, hm?”

riwoo’s eyes shot open, body flinging forward. his duvet fell off, chest rising up and down.

he wiped sweat that formed on his forehead and rushedly grabbed his glasses off the nightstand.

taking deep breaths to calm down, he blinked the remains of his sleep away.

who were you?

maybe it was just a cute dream about finally having a partner.

but why is he so scared then?

besides your face seemed similar. and the words… what did you say? something about dreams…

“what the fuck” he laughed breathlessly, putting away his duvet that smelled like came out right from the washing machine.

his friends would laugh if he told them he woke up all sweaty and frightened after dreaming about a date.

busying himself with getting ready, the strange dream escaped his mind. he had to rush to class and then he promised himself he’ll study a bit.

riwoo entered the cafe, headphones playing his recent favorite music. he sat down at his usual spot, in the corner of the room. that way he always had a view for the whole place.

after ordering, he pulled out his books and took a deep sigh.

“lock in” he mumbled, getting ready to shift obrona focused mode to study the material. next week there’s a really important exam—

“your iced americano and red velvet cake. enjoy” the waiter arrived and riwoo moved his books to make place for his order.

“thank you” he smiled and looked up. the waiter’s face seemed somehow familiar. the eyes were exactly the same shade… no, he’s just going insane.

riwoo shook his head and took a bite of the cake. his face twisted into disgust, the chonky texture making it hard to swallow. should red velvet even be chonky?

he paused the music to listen to the noises of his surroundings. the clacking of silverware, soft jazz music, chatter of customers.

his eyes zoned out on the door, brows slightly furrowed. he had a feeling as if this happened already.

then, he watched you walk through the door. something in your eye reminded him of somebody he used to know, a strong feeling of deja vu hitting him.

riwoo followed your steps with his eyes. you approached the cashier, placed your order and sat down at a nearby table.

he gulped, anxiety creating a web over his heart like a venomous spider.

the waiter gave you your order, a vanilla latte and a donut glazed with navy icing.

before riwoo could realize, his legs lead him towards you. mouth opening to ask for your name, he first gently touched your arm to get your attention but you melted away under his touch.

for a split moment he stared into the steaming cup, halting his moves.

“how can i help you, sir?”

he started at, taking a sharp breath. turning around, he saw the waiter that gave him his order earlier.

“i, uh, just…” he gulped, looking at the place where you sat. riwoo blinked twice but no words came out of his mouth. then, he turned his head back to the waiter.

just to see your face.

so he was right! those eyes seemed familiar!

“y/n?” he asked.

and as soon as your name left his lips, he suddenly saw his room in front of his eyes.

sanghyeok leaned to turn his night lamp on, chest rising up and down irregularly.

“dude, are you okay?”

the door to his room swung open and his roommate, jaehyun, approached him.

“you keep saying weird shit in your sleep, i thought something possessed you”

sanghyeok looked at him, analyzing his face carefully. is jaehyun real? is he really his roommate?

sanghyeok reached his hand out to touch him, to check if he won’t dissolve into thin air too.

“i know you love me but that’s gross” jaehyun scrunched his nose and leaned away before sanghyeon’s fingertips could brush his skin “do you need any water? maybe melatonin? i noticed you have troubles sleeping lately”

“y-yeah. i think it’s the pre-exam stress” sanghyeok stuttered out, his throat itchy “you have some sleeping meds?”

“i got some!”

sanghyeok’s heart stopped in his chest, mouth going dry.

you walked through the door, messy hair and jaehyun’s hoodie draping over your shoulders.

you sat down on the edge of the bed, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

sanghyeok watched you with wide eyes, shifting further away from you.

“c’mon dude, you’re freaking me out. did you have a nightmare? you’re acting like you saw a ghost” jaehyun sighed, rubbing his eye with one of his hands. the other he placed on your shoulder and squeezed it gently.

you grabbed sanghyeok’s hand and opened his palm, putting a navy pill in the middle.

he looked at you, unsure.

“just trust me, you’ll be out like a baby” you whispered sweetly, closing his palm.

and for a mere moment, he couldn’t tell if the laundry smell was his duvet or you.

if he was in the cafe, sitting on a date with you and jaehyun handing him the old, musty donut with navy sprinkles on it.

if the weird sparkle in your eye was real or his lucid dream.

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[kpop-s-akura]

𝒮𝓁𝑒𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒢𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝐻𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒𝓈 || 𝓂.𝒿𝒽

❄️Pairing: Myung Jaehyun x fem!reader

❄️Description: Enjoy a winter date of sledding and gingerbread making with your puppy-like boyfriend!🛷🍪

❄️Genre(s)/Content: SFW; fluff; domestic fluff; maybe like the littlest bit of angst? if you quint?; established relationship; appearances by the rest of BONEDO; Jaehyun is a puppy and the cutest lil thing you'll ever see🤗(but he's also a little shit lol); Reader is a bit of a grump to Jae's sunshine, but she loves him; kissing; one (1) dirty joke that is not acted upon; pet names (babe, baby, sweetums, honey); written for mobile; let me know if there's anything else!

❄️Word Count: 2.8k (I fear this is gonna be the longest of the bunch oop—)

❄️A/N: Happy birthday, Myung Jaehyun! I'm so glad I was able to get this out on the day of. Enjoy reading the first part of my 2024 December Playlist, I hope I'm able to update like this for the rest of the month!

Happy Reading!🩵❄️

❄️Part of Sakura's 2024 December Playlist❄️

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“Wake up, wake up, wake up! Come on, babe, wake up!” 

You’d think with the amount of times Jaehyun has woken me up like this — incessant yelling and constant jumping on the bed — that I’d be able to just ignore him and at least pretend to stay asleep with the hopes he’d get bored.

But just like any other time, I’m unable to ignore him and I give into his demands.

I slowly blink my eyes open and cautiously stretch my arms out so as to avoid Jaehyun’s constant bouncing.

“I’m awake, Jae, chill.” I groggily say, rubbing at my eyes to both erase the sleepiness and block the sun that streamlines through the window.

“Why’d you have to open the bliiiinds?” I whine. Jaehyun jumps onto his knees beside me with an equally blinding smile that rivals the early sun rays.

“Because it’s a beautiful day and I thought you’d like to see how pretty it is outside.”

It’s hard to stay irritated with him, especially when he flashes that signature “butter mung” grin.

I humor him and take the hand he’s offering to get out of bed and walk towards the window.

To the astonishment of many, it’s been snowing almost everyday here for the past couple days. Jaehyun and I often took advantage of the beautiful landscape for cute photoshoots or freezing walks through the falling snowflakes; so far, this was shaping up to be the best first winter together as a couple.

“Oh, Jaehyun…” I say with a slight gasp, taking his hands that had naturally come to my hips and wrapped them around my torso, my arms resting over his.

“...it really is so beautiful.”

As I lean my head back against Jaehyun, slightly tilting my head to the side to rest comfortably in the dip between his neck and shoulder, I feel content.

At peace.

Due to the weather forecast this week, it was no surprise to see a beautiful blanket of pristine, white snow covering as far as the eye could see; but it took my breath away, nevertheless — how could it not?

With the morning sun shining down on the snow, I suddenly didn’t feel upset anymore about being woken up to see this.

And the fact that snow was still falling during this moment made it even more picturesque, even from my and Jaehyun’s bedroom window.

“I knew you’d enjoy it, baby.” Jaehyun lowers his head slightly in order to peck me on the cheek.

I look up at him and smile gratefully.

“I love it, but why did you have to give me the ‘Mung-mung Wake-Up Call?’ This could’ve waited another—”

I glance at the digital clock on the nightstand.

“—couple hours.”

“I know you love your sleep, baby, but the snow is just too good to pass up and not go sledding.” I chuckle and shake my head incredulously while smiling.

“With how the weather’s been so far, I don’t think the snow’s going anywhere anytime soon, Jae. We have all winter for sledding!” 

“I knowww, but I’m impatieeeeeent~” Jaehyun wails in a childish tone whilst burying his face into the side of my neck.

I giggle at the slightly ticklish feeling and the adoration that spreads through my body for the boy before me.

“I know, sweetums.” I bring my hand up to Jae’s head and play with his hair as I speak, leaning up to land a peck on his cheek. “Let’s eat some breakfast then we can get the sleds from storage, hm?”

I want to coo at the way Jaehyun’s eyes light up and he excitedly starts yipping with joy; ever so puppy-like.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!” In his happiness, Jae starts jumping up and down, soon running to our bathroom for a morning washup with that same energetic bounce in his step; of course, not without briefly stopping and cheekily asking if I wanted to join him in the shower. He wiggles his eyebrows with an accompanying smug smile.

I snatch a pillow from the bed and aim to launch it at him.

Unfortunately, he gets the sense to flee and retreats into the bathroom while giggling.

I start to laugh too as I toss the pillow back where it belongs.

What a lovely start to a lovely winter’s day.

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“Jae! Are you all layered up?” I call from the living room, sliding my knitted pom hat onto my head. I could feel myself slightly sweating from the numerous thick layers I had on, but it was definitely better to be safe than sorry.

“You bet!” There’s a bit of clambering down the stairs before Jaehyun slides into view.

“Well don’t you look adorable~” He’s bundled up in his holiday puppy-patterned coveralls, a Christmas red woolen scarf, black snow gloves, and beloved blue plaid Trapper hat.

“I’m so excited!” He started bouncing on the balls of his feet again, flapping his arms at his side while doing so.

In this situation, we were quite lucky to be living in a place that has a fairly steep hill in the back.

Now we’d get to take advantage of its height and relatively safe location in order to sled to our hearts content.

“Y’know, I didn’t really consider the fact that we’d have to walk all the way back up everytime…” I say as Jaehyun and I stand atop the hill and looking down with the strings to our sleds in our hands.

“Yeah…” Jaehyun agrees. “But just think of it as our daily exercise. And it might not be as long of a walk as we think; we might not even notice it with how much fun we’ll be having!”

“Sure…” I reply, not entirely convinced as someone who wasn’t the most cardio-active.

But it’s not like there’s any turning back now.

Not only for Jae’s sake too, I’ve been dying to sled just as much as him.

I’ve dreamed of witnessing a snow day like this for what feels like forever.

And to share it with my boyfriend is even better.

“Alright, Jae. Let’s go!” We lay our toboggans on the ground, bodies buzzing with anticipation.

Just as we’re about to slide into our sleds, a voice comes from behind us.

“Hey, guys!” I turn around and instantly smile, despite the surprise.

“Sungho!” I wave at Jaehyun’s members as they make their way to us.

Sungho, Sanghyuk, Dongmin, Donghyun, and Woonhak — all with their respective snow sleds and snow tubes in hand — are all suited up in their winter wear and have smiles on their faces.

“Hey!” Jaehyun and I greet them once they’ve come beside us with hugs.

“What are you guys doing here?” I ask; it’s not that I’m unhappy to see them, but I can’t say that I was expecting company at this moment.

“Jaehyun invited us this morning, I hope that’s okay.” Sanghyuk explains sheepishly, catching onto the fact that I was unaware of this. I peek Jae in the corner of my eye sporting a similar wry smile.

“Of course! The more the merrier.” I reassure them, beaming.

They happily begin to set down their modes of sledding transportation alongside ours and we all get settled in. Donghyun is at the very end on the left, Jaehyun is all the way to the right, and I’m sandwiched in between my boyfriend and Woonhak.

Before we start, Jae lightly tugs on my sleeve and I look at him.

He has a very familiar guilty-puppy look and the chatting and bickering of the others becomes background noise.

“Hey.” He speaks quietly so I’m the only one able to hear him.

“Hey.”

“Um… are you sure you really don’t mind that I invited them? I’m so sorry, I forgot to tell you I invited them and I honestly didn’t really expect they’d say yes since they had their own stuff to do, but I just thought it’d be fun ‘cause you were saying the other day how you wish you could spend more time with them and—”

“Honey, honey,” I interrupt his rambling with a giggle and a hand on his thigh, “take a breath. It’s okay, I really don’t mind. I meant it when I said ‘the more the merrier’, and I mean that even more when it’s them. I appreciate your concern, but it’s okay.” Jaehyun takes a second and calms down as I gently rub his leg, he eventually begins to smile too.

“Okay.” He says.

I lean slightly forward and press a kiss to his cold and rosy cheek, thank goodness I had the mind to apply chapstick beforehand so it didn’t feel like sandpaper when my lips touched his skin.

“Alright,” Jaehyun starts. I turn back to the front, as do the other guys who pause their chaos. “We ready?!”

“YES!”

“3…2…1… GO!”

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While the seven of us spent the majority of the day sledding, laughing, and playing with each other, I was reminded of the good times I had with my family in the winter. My mom, dad, siblings, and I would sled just like this and it contributed to winter being my favorite season.

Although I could no longer have those moments with my family like we used to, I could make the best of it with Jaehyun and the rest of the members. They were also my family now.

We were lucky to have the outside to ourselves with how loud and lingering our sounds of joy were. We were having so much fun — chasing each other around, racing in our sleds, (cautiously) pushing one another down the hill (Dongmin to Sanghyuk) — that Jaehyun was right, I barely noticed the time and energy it took to climb back up the mountain everytime.

Until I collapsed after about the 25th time up.

(That’s an arbitrary number, we’ve been doing this for several hours.)

“Noona!” I can hear Woonhak before he comes to stand over me, leaning from the side to have his face parallel to mine. “You alright?”

I breathe out a laugh.

“Yeah, Hak. Just… tired.” I exhale a deep breath in the middle of my sentence which causes Woonhak to laugh.

“Heh, I feel that.” He plops down and lays close to my side.

“Thanks for letting me and the hyungs crash your date with Jaehyun hyung, this has been so much fun.” I turn my head and grin. He returns it as I bring my hand up to ruffle his hatted-head.

“You guys are welcome here anytime, I love having you all around.”

We relax there for not even a minute when — 

“DOGPILE!” I let out a large “oof” along with Woonhak when I feel Jaehyun set at least half of his weight onto my lungs.

“Jaehyunnie, whyyyyyyyy?” It’s like this morning all over again and I’m blinded by the sun.

Except this time, I’m blinded by suddenly not being able to breathe easily.

“Why aren’t you including me in this cuddling session, hm?” Jaehyun counters while getting settled and comfy atop my and Woonhak’s bodies.

What a worm.

“We were not cuddling, Myung Jaehyun — now get offfff!” The culprit doesn’t have the chance to reply when there are several other excited voices that rapidly make their way to the three of us.

Next thing I know, there’s much more weight on top of me that’s happily chittering.

“Dogpile!” I hear Sungho and Donghyun cheer.

“Ack! Hyungs!” Woonhak cries out from the bottom. All he gets in response is more laughter and teasing.

We all lose track of time when it’s near sundown and we’re still outside.

Everyone’s tired and ready to go back home, but still bright with the happiness of such a cheerful snow day.

Jaehyun and I say our goodbyes to the boys and promise to see them again soon, probably this week. We then return to our home, jittering from the cold and motivated to take a hot shower, change into our comfy matching pajamas, and finally bake the long-awaited gingerbread cookies.

“Babe, do we have the ground cloves?” I ask while staring the recipe down, eyes flitting between the magazine page and the group of ingredients we had already arranged on the kitchen island. The long-sleeves of my red and green plaid shirt are rolled up just above my elbows in preparation to bake.

“Right here, baby.” Jaehyun replies, walking to where I am and shaking a jar in his hand and grinning. Once he’s placed it down, he curls up behind me with his arms around my waist — I place mine over his — just like this morning.

I melt into his touch and his heat that radiates beyond his thick red and green sleepwear. He hums and nestles his face into my neck before placing a couple of kisses.

I make a sound of satisfaction and return the gesture of affection with head rubs.

He begins to rock in that position and we’re subtly swaying in the middle of the kitchen, each inhaling the winter scented candles we lit; cinnamon, cedar, pine, and peppermint.

I nearly fall asleep in his arms, almost forgetting our task at hand.

I begrudgingly tap his arms and wiggle out of his grip.

“Babyy~” He grouses, knowing where I’m going with this.

“There’s cookies to be made, baby. Come on,” I step to the side and swing his arm slightly. “Gotta start to bake.”

I know he wants to complain and say that we can do it tomorrow, but it seems like he’s equally eager to make the cookies we planned to bake since November as he doesn’t say anything else.

I smile and pinch his cheek before directing our attention back to the recipe.

“Okay, first step: ‘sift flour, ginger, baking soda, cinnamon and cloves into medium bowl.’”

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I’ve learned better patience from making these cookies, what with having to wait 4 hours for the dough to firm up and then cool from baking.

But I almost enjoy that interim more so I can wrap Christmas gifts with Jaehyun and have holiday movies on in the background.

But when that alarm goes off and it’s time to decorate our batch, Jaehyun and I are scurrying over to their cooling area.

We eat the broken ones as a snack before embarking on our mission, a plethora of different colored sprinkles and edible knickknacks before us.

The movies continue to play softly on the T.V., accompanied by our collective holiday playlist that sounds from a speaker. 

It’s another evening of laughs, making fun of each other’s creations, flicking sprinkles at one another, and fighting with icing.

Suddenly our holiday platter is filled to the brim, along with some separate containers meant to be sent home with the boys the next time we see them.

We move onto building our gingerbread house, sifting through the inclusions of the several gingerbread house kits we bought to make “the ultimate gingerbread house and development”; jury’s still out on if we’ll commit to making anything other than a singular house, however.

But I can’t help but to be pretty proud of our end result.

Despite Jaehyun’s clumsiness and both of our deficiency in gingerbread-house-making-experience, it’s worth the dozens of pictures we take as proud parents of the creation.

As I’m about to announce bedtime — ‘cause god knows what time of night it is after all of that — Jaehyun runs to the pantry.

“Jae? What’s up?” I hear some more rustling in response.

“Close your eyes!”

“... why?”

Knowing and dating Jaehyun for as long as I have, I’m no stranger to his myriad of pranks and jokes. Him telling me to close my eyes gives a 50-50 chance of something good happening, or something that’ll make me want to throttle him.

“I have a surprise!”

“A good one?”

“The best!”

I decide to not to stay too suspicious for any longer and I heed his wishes.

There’s barely any more noise for another one or two minutes before Jaehyun gives me the word to open my eyes.

When I do, I’m still facing our glorious gingerbread house—

that now has two new additions at the front.

Standing on the front porch beside the door are two gingerbread men that bear striking resemblance to me and Jaehyun.

Well, as much resemblance as gingerbread men can strike compared to humans.

The same hair colors, eye colors, and they’re placed closely together like they’re meant to be holding hands with smiles on their sugary faces.

There’s even a gingerbread dog on either side of our cookie-counterparts.

I didn’t even know we had a dog cookie-cutter?

Jae’s smiling from ear-to-ear, it’s soft like the look in his eyes.

“I made them when you went to the storage and grabbed some more ornaments. Do you like them?”

I merely lean up to kiss him, tasting the sweetness he’s been sneaking in while decorating mingled with his peppermint chapstick.

Once I’ve settled back onto my heels, I notice how lovestruck Jaehyun looks, and I can’t deny that I feel that same way right now.

“I love it, Jae.”

[connieslover]

𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚⋆｡♪ headcanons of how the boynextdoor members would crush on you if you were an idol

⭑ idol! boynextdoor x idol! reader

⭑ fluff

park sungho 🐈 ⋆⭒˚.

✦ super attentive whenever you're on screen

✦ his eyes linger on you a little longer as opposed to everyone else

✦ during the end-of-year stages he discreetly searches for u and purposely situates himself near you

✦ i feel like he wouldn't be afraid of initiating anything so he would bow to you and even initiate small talk

lee sanghyuk ‧₊˚ : 🦦⋅

✦ he is Locked in whenever he sees you performing...watching u with literal heart eyes

✦ i feel like the members would love to tease him by making him stand close to you and he'd just stand there all stiff and everything LMAO

✦ WOULD LOVEEE doing dance challenges with u

✦ gives his 200% in award shows when he knows u're watching

myung jaehyun 🐶 ✴︎˚｡⋆

✦ i think he would either be super energetic or calmer whenever you're around

✦ literally. Leaps when he finds out that you have a comeback and the only thing on his mind the whole day is his interview session with you

✦ is seen jamming whenever you're performing!! he's a big supporter

✦ gets super sulky when he's overseas/too busy to mc because that meant someone else would have to interview U...

han dongmin ˙ . ꒷ 🐈‍⬛ . 𖦹

✦ he would really enjoy listening to ur music, going so far as to analyse the lyrics when he found out that u actually participated in making the song!!

✦ he's Mr nonchalant so whenever you'd pass by him he'd just simply bow, ignoring how sweetly u smiled at him despite his racing heart

✦ would 100% watch ur fancams

✦ Trying his best to be nonchalant when you're on the same stage but his members r always whispering and teasing

kim donghyun ✧°.🐟⋆

✦ mr Nonchalant number 2...he would be so discrete with his little crush on u

✦ would really only genuinely smile whenever the two of you meet on stage or pass by each other

✦ i feel like he would be super attentive to how he looks when he knows u're part of the idol audience in award shows... Making sure not a strand of hair is out of place and making sure he makes 0 mistakes!!

✦ even though he's Mr nonchalant number 2 i think he would be super direct by unconsciously staring at ur direction or u but people would just think he's spacing out

kim woonhak ˚ʚ🧸ɞ˚

✦ he would be trying so hard to be calm...composed... Cool even though he's Mr chalant

✦ he accidentally bumped into you and he became a stuttering Mess and ran to jaehyun (it became viral on twitter)

✦ would definitely be singing/dancing to ur songs during award shows

✦ like riwoo he would give his 200% during performances in hopes of earning a reaction from u and the members would tease him so Bad afterwards

[heechwe]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 '𝟐𝟒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 | 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐗

୨୧ pairing: lee sanghyuk (riwoo) x fem!reader ୨୧ word count: 334 ୨୧ genre: smut, light comedy ୨୧ tags: established relationship, oral (m receiving)

Seeing Sanghyuk wearing the leather vest and nothing else was an incredible turn-on. You think maybe the material is made for him with the way it caresses his abs, clinging to the muscles like another layer of skin.

“What do you think?” He asks with a wink. His bottom-half is typically all you can focus on when he’s undressed like this, commanding your attention. Now, your eyes are desperately enraptured by the garment he’s wearing.

You continue to admire how the article of clothing hugs him as you place his cock in your mouth, looking up with pure adoration and astonishment. It did not take long to pull him in by the lips and give him the attention he craved so much, as you were more than happy to oblige him when he looked so gorgeous.

You adore moments like this where you can pour all of your love into him, showcasing the way he affects you so deeply from the core of your heart to the center of your thighs.

Whoever designed the vest deserves a thank-you card, and you may do just that if you get a peek at the clothing label. The wetness pooling between your legs is all because your boyfriend decided to don some latex for shits and giggles, and the situation could not be more ironic.

The moans that leave his mouth in response to your suckling of his cock and fondling of his balls makes you grind against nothing. Your knees scrape the floor of your bedroom, the friction relieving some of your frustration.

“Shit, you’re always so good at this,” Sanghyuk says, curses slipping from his mouth without much effort. His body arches and dips against the bed as you continue pleasing him. His hand lovingly strokes the back of your head, not tugging too hard but holding on for dear life to keep your mouth nestled on his dick.

If only he knew it was all because of him and his dumb, sexy leather vest.

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[bumgyuuu]

STRATEGY : My Strategy Will Get Ya, Baby

✎ PAIRING ➠ lee sanghyuk x fem!reader

✎ SYNOPSIS ➠ belonging to the same company, you are bound to run into eachother once or twice. or in which y/n has her eyes on a boy, and she always gets what she wants.

✎ GENRE ➠ idol!riwoo x idol!reader, coworkers to lovers, comedy, fluffy ≧◡≦, mature

✎ FEATURING ➠ all boynextdoor, all lesserafim, tws shinyu, fromis_9 jiheon, enhypen sunoo, kep1er dayeon as y/n

✎ SCHEDULE ➠ not completely sure but probably once or twice a week (maybe less if the going gets tough)

✎ START ➠

✎ END ➠

✎ PROFILES ➠ boys nextdoor crazy gurls 03z

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[sanghyukstattoos]

SF9's reaction: cockwarming

Genre: fluff-fluff-fluff; smut-smut-smut

Characters: SF9!

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here!

Youngbin:

Plays in pairs

When you first present the idea to him, given that the circumstances are of a light atmosphere, you'll fluster him, impeccably. His cheeks will turn pink and he'll maybe giggle a little and cover his mouth out of shyness but he won't be averted to the idea. He loves it but you just caught him off guard ahaha. When it's under a serious circumstance, like you are describing what you would like to try out, he would seriously contemplate your idea. He won't seal the deal if he doesn't like it the first time around. He'll try for a second to give it a chance. During your first time trying this out, it'll be spontaneous. Like you are watching a movie or a documentary and you or him decide that you want to give it a try. He'll firmly hold your waist as you settle onto him. If you are horny, you wait for a few minutes before you think, 'Enough of this' and rock him out of this world. What could he say? If you aren't, it'll be peaceful. But there's a dilemma. If you are sitting on the sofa, you can't see the screen. But you want to watch (sad). He'll say, ''It's okay'' and switch off the tv and it will resume in the bedroom. Just a beautiful atmosphere where you have deep conversations. He'll listen to your insight and internally marvel at how your perspective and compliment them with some of his own. It's like turn-taking, an essential part of a relationship where you go back and forth, speaking about one topic to the end of it where you have nothing to say anymore and then you'll move onto the next. It'll go on for ages, till the two of you are hungry. When the two of you go the kitchen to make something, he'll do what he couldn't do when the two of you were cock warming. The same thing may happen when the two of you are about to fall asleep, the lack of lights appeal to his other side, love-making.

Inseong:

This one is a funny bunny

It's a routine for you to cock warm after sex just like when he's on the laptop, surfing the net at the dinner table and you are sat on his cock, back to his chest, keeping him warm. After sex, it's a gateway to another round, on the bed or in the shower or to sleep in that position but not cock warm. He would love cock warming in the morning if it's cold then, probably in your balcony or in the kitchen, hugging you from behind and trailing his hands to your tummy and chest every now and then. He would love when you capture when you capture his lips in a sweet embrace, beginning a long make-out session when he's in you. If he's horny, you can bet that he's going to tell you about it. ''Babe'', he places a delicate kiss on your neck, ''tell me'' you moan out. His hands have already found your tummy and trailed downward, rubbing your clit but not to just merely stimulate you, to see if you are wet as he imagines you to be. He loves you. He's going to make love to you, to see those expressions on your face and feel you around him, holding you in his arms till the two of you have exhausted yourselves out which could one round or more than one. I can imagine you and him in the kitchen, he's got you pressed against the counter and that's how the cock warming while horny scene may play out. Another one is when abroad, maybe in a hotel or airbnb, he'll have you in his arms but that's not how it starts. He'll be playful about it, surprising you with a hug from behind, kissing the spot near to your ear, whispering some *interesting* innuendo into your ear, it makes you laugh anyway. A couple of seconds later, he's turning you around, kissing your tummy and inner thighs all the way till he's on his knees, he'll make sure to nuzzle his nose against your panties and lick a stripe at the material, slowly pulling them down. Arousal buzzes through you because he's telling you, ''fuck, baby you taste so good, stay still for me'' or something like that, it's a little muffled because he is preoccupied in drawing you to pleasure and pleasure and then release. He'll eat you out multiple times or till your knees buckle, depending on whether you had sex previously and then just maybe, in a moment driven by passion, he'll carry you to the sofa and that's where you'll cock warm, giggling to one another of what just happened, what you want to do afterwards. Wrap your legs around his waist, press him against the sofa and lift your hips again, he'll start the process again, all while laughing. It's just light-hearted.

Jaeyoon:

Absolute sweetheart/ dream husband

In this scenario, let's say that he is your husband. When you suggest cock warming, he's a little uncertain (by his little frown) but also inquisitive (by his questions), *Frowning* ''What is it about?'' would be the situation, he would look very cute when he asks. Presumably the two of you would be cuddling and you happened to stumble onto this conversation, he would not be shy, just like, 'You have an idea, let's hear it then!', also like an explorer, he's willing to try new things even if it means pushing his boundaries a little bit. But, this does not fall into that category of pushing boundaries. Maybe pushing his patience if he's horny. The latter scenario is guaranteed to occur at multiple points of time. You'll be lying on your side with his cock in your ass, it's a little jerk that alerts you or his hands that begin to wander everywhere like kissing your neck, then your lips and his hands have already begin to stimulate your clitoris. You moan into the kiss and then he knows and he smiles into the kiss while rocking his hips against yours. Everything is forgotten in the background. Unless it's life-threatening. Like food can burn or you could watch three episodes on netflix that you aren't truly watching, he's not stopping till the both of you are tired to the bone and have released multiple times. Quite the sweetheart though, he'll get up and shake himself if he's about to fall asleep the next minute and he'll grab a cloth for you like you protest but he says as he's already getting up, ''no, stay there, I've got it!''. You smile and slump and he cleans you, tosses it away and then climbs on top of you, pulling you into his arms. If he can, he'll try the idea of cock warming and spoon you throughout the night but if he can not, he'll definitely do it the next day. He's committed to the plans he makes or what's going on at that moment. Let's say you have an argument, you are trying to smooth things out, ruffle out misunderstandings and you won't talk it out with sex but communicate to him about it. The night will end in cock warming, to bring you closer and then it's all jokes from there, especially about the argument, it's either you teasing him or the other way around and that's how you fall asleep: content.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

He has his days.

On a day when he's tired, to the bone maybe, he's come back from work and you want to cuddle, using the idea of cock warming to propose the intimacy you want to feel during the night that you couldn't during the day, I'm sure that he'll do it for you. If he does not fall asleep immediately, he'll caress your backside, admiring the way the flesh conforms to his grasp. He loves all of you. He will pepper kisses along your neck, down your collarbone and to your breasts, sucking your erect buds but he won't touch your centre. He likes to go slow, never stopping these moments with you or he'll take you in the morning. At times like these, he loves when you touch him, just your touch on his skin, turning heated. When you are making out, it would be your tug on his hair, like urgency for more or roaming your hands all over him or tracing his hair from his navel to the band of his underwear would be his favourite save for the best of all, when you direct how everything goes. If he does fall asleep immediately, it'll be after he kisses you. During this time, regardless of whether you were cock warming or not, he would love for you to tangle your fingers in his hair, it lulls him to sleep and even to sleep in your chest, being the small spoon, he would absolutely love it. He has trouble sleeping alone but when he's with you, it's not the case. When he stretches you out after days of not having sex, he tries to hold himself back from releasing, the wait and foreplay was enough to spiral his mind, gasping in your ear. But if you are too tired, he'll take it into consideration, seriously and hold back from lifting his hips off yours and filling you up. When he cock warms just to end the day comfortably, it will turn it into sex if the two of you contain some semblance of energy and are away from that playful and teasing mood, with hours on end before you sleep. It will be just the feeling of his cock filling you up, holding you to the bed with your legs wrapped around his waist, whispering how much he loves and that you are doing well, growling and stilling, your release triggering his, holding you when you are tired or in between rounds decorates the night. He holds your hand when you have sex, always, if your hands aren't roaming his body, feeling it. Otherwise, he'll hold you, preferably with all of your clothes off, no material between the two of you, you two speak about your day, the present and the future. It could even be a tickle session that ensues. The atmosphere will be lively, especially with his jokes and teasing and all the loves he has to offer.

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Prince of visuals, no?

Since he has such visuals, let's imagine that he takes you on a yacht (ya-ch-ht; hard time spelling that folks 🥵 + why do people go on a yacht? I'm struggling to think of a reason?). Seokwoo's marvelling over your amazement at the beauty of the ocean, the clear blue waters and occasional shade of the fish passing by. He even jokes that he hopes ''no shark gets the two of you'' and then laughs at your expression. Please, he's trying, don't throw him overboard :/. You enjoy the heat some more before he's by your side again, the yacht is paused, it gives you ideas. As soon as he's sat by your side, you take to straddle him, therefore effectively cutting him off. The surprise is evident on his face but his hands are resting on your backside, getting comfortable there. He groans out when your lips touch his neck, nipping the flesh to give him love bites which earns those husky groans of his. They send vibrations down your spine, tingling your core with wetness. With such a beautiful scenery surrounding the two of you, it's easy to fix your eyes on two places and think about how beautiful either are. He intimately hugs you, sucking an area on your breast, removing it from your top and placing the perk bud into his mouth, the act itself is hot and you grind down on him, not holding back your moans because of the silence of the ocean, save for the splashing of waves. You ride him, letting out sweet fucking moans, whimpering in his ears for him that it's so good, you can't get enough. When you are all sweaty, you cock warm in the shade, making out. It's a very soft moment, like sealing the deal? He wants to make you happy and he'll do stuff for you to achieve it. Cock warming is bonding for the two of you, to spoon and gossip about the other rich couples that you saw or speak about your day or just lay there, in each other's arms, enjoying the moment. When it's cooler, he would be okay to cock warming in a public space such as underneath a tree on a beach. You may be a bit far from the sea but you can smell it which makes you happy. It's a very calming day when you are tucked in his arm, leaning on his chest with his cock buried deep inside of you, feeling a little chilly but you are covered by a blanket. All in all, it's private for the two of you.

Zuho I Baek Juho

Cat man 🦸‍♂️

He would love to cock warm indoors, when his cats are sleeping, safely tucked in their beds as you are in each other's arms. It'll be quiet, you can only hear what's outside, maybe the train passing by or vehicles or pure silence which is hard to come but not impossible. If something's disturbing you like traffic, heavy honking, he's not for it and he'll move you two to somewhere else like the bed or on his studio chair. If you are tired and want to cock warm while he is producing, he'll hold you close to him and ignore the cramp in his legs. When he sees you sleep, he'll go soft and admire your prettiness, not forgetting to wrap a blanket around you. When it's silent, a relaxing atmosphere in which you can fall asleep easily, it's where cock warming will occur the most. An example could be in a space by the windows in a high-rise building or if the place was in a non-busy area like the countryside. There are occasional noises, some make you perk up while other's make you laugh, all while intimately spooning with him. You tell him: it's an indescribable feeling but you will try explaining. Don't be scared, he'll love your words. Relating cock warming to something and being subtle instead of explaining outright would prompt his chest to blossom with love from you, it's the feeling you've brought out from him and to in expressing his feelings, he may cry a little and kiss you like 'Can you feel this love I feel for you? I love you'- is what he is trying to say through the kiss. It's a very wholesome moment, your confessions to each other, spoken beautifully. He would also love to cock warm bare, without any clothes so that the two of you can be purely intimate and he loves your body. If you don't or lack appreciation for your fine self, he'll initiate cock warming if you aren't already and kiss your body and squeeze the parts he can't reach like his appreciation for your butt/ breasts/ stomach or whichever one it is that you are conscious of/ don't love as much as possible. And the opposite too! If he's not feeling okay or feels conscious of himself (pressure from people telling him how artists should look?), cock warming would be a way for you two speak about it whilst loving one another at the same time.

Yoo Taeyang:

What a precious guy

May be confused about the concept at first, even awkward the first time you attempt this, it takes him a little while to get used to this scenario: laying on the bed in each other's arms after carefully navigating your limbs around, his cock in you, completely. But he warms up, he'll make sure that you are comfortable and will also love to take this concept elsewhere, like the living room when you watch tv. When he's tired, he may not be able to carry it out simply because he has no energy or he may be horny (head) but not (body), it happens~ When that happens, he wakes you up with kisses, all over your body and he'd do this, regardless of what happened the previous night, it's automatic for him. Another scenario would be when he is bored, laying around doing nothing and fumbling for something to do, he'd initiate cock warming, that little sigh when he slips into you, relief. From there, he may definitely not hold himself back, the two of you would end up having sex. If it's you and he's doing something and you want to sit on his cock, he'll set down what he is doing and let you. As you hold onto him, he'll notice your whimpers, softly decorating his ear, letting him know how much you want him. He'll tease you till you are hiding away in the crook of his neck or playfully hitting him but he'll satisfy your desires all night. It's for you. However, when he does want to cock warm, he'll snuggle into you, nestling his head over yours. Little touches, lingering over your waist will be presented to you, as well as his admiration for your body. He'll cock warm in your sex or ass. When it's in your ass, he'll take his time admiring your ass, your breasts, any place he can place a kiss on really but he's not really kissing, he's looking and telling you how much he loves you.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Resident cutie

He's got you in the palm of his hand especially because of that cute face, cute expressions, cute mannerisms, overall a very lovable guy. Can be awkward sometimes but it's okay because his loving personality makes up for it. Is also a shy little bean at first which makes you want to shower him with lots of love and praise. Glady accepts your kisses and hugs, gets shy when you first do them but eventually reciprocates them. To the point where it's comfort, safety and that you can be vulnerable with each other. *This is quickly turning into a boyfriend! Hwiyoung*. It's something that he suggests, the idea of cock warming. Really your jaw should drop when you hear it from your boyfriend. After a sex session, when the both of you are all sweaty and won't go for another round, he wouldn't mind if you were on your knees, keeping his cock warm with your mouth. He could be leaning back on the seat, going through his favourite sites while you sit in between his legs, ignoring the ache in your thighs. He would have you cock warming naked, bare for him and only him to see while he himself is fully clothed. That session could have potentially included bdsm, in a separate room that you have specially for it and this time, you could have been flogged, denied your release or being used, whatever your fantasies may be. It could also be the opposite way where you are the dom. In that case, it would be a command or a form of bonding where he will be punished if he moves when he is in your sex or you cuddle and speak to one another about the session, respectively. If bdsm is not included, then he would love to cock warm! To him, he gets to be with you and speak to you- whatever it may be about. For example, it could be deep, philosophical conversations or you both cuddle and sleep. Either way, he likes spending time with you especially in such a quality manner.

Chani:

*insert a gulp and a surprised face*

Remember that SF9 was discussing about mature concepts as a part of planning for their Kingdom stages and the editors used a fish filter to emphasise Chani's round eyes or rather, his innocence. ''HUh!??!'' is his brain, whirring away like an air conditioner at an office, rolling round and round when you propose this concept. He goes blank and you just sit back, waiting patiently. It has come to this moment. But his smile grows and it keeps on growing till he's unexpectedly pulling you onto his lap and connecting your lips. He knows that you should discuss it first but first, he wants to have you as close as possible when you discuss this. At first, he's peppering kisses on your face with you giggling, telling him that you want to continue and then he says, ''one moment baby'' before he swoops in for your lips. You reciprocate the passion, the moment is neither heated nor too soft, just in between and you have a make-out session for a couple of minutes. He doesn't know why, it's random but the both of you are loving it, like an initiation ceremony into a new stage of your relationship. And here were all along, navigating blind (👀🚫). It's planned with enough space for creativity. You are on the bed and you squeeze his shoulders when he presses at your entrance and fills you up. You wait to adjust to him. At first he's like, ''This it?'' and you have to laugh at that, quite true that you also though the same thing. Soon he's kissing you all over, sucking your nipple and the area around it, turning it a shade darker: he's teasing you, taking his time till he's done cock warming. He tells you that he would love to try out cock warming in your ass sometime and then it's all giggles from there. You ask, ''did you search-'', cut off by his fingers that circle your clit and press, drawing a gasp or a hitch of the breath from you. Then he starts to rock his hips and you know that cock warming is over, at least for now. He's hovering on top of you and losing control over his thrusts and spilling into you later on. A common scenario would be when he's playing games and you are sitting on his cock, maybe sleeping or doing something else, unbeknownst to his friends that he's speaking with on his headset.

[lxvsiick]

TOO SWEET | LEE RIWOO X READER

PAIRING: donut lover! lee riwoo x clueless! fem! reader

SUMMARY: After stealing the last donut from him, Riwoo declares Y/n as his enemy -- in which Y/n is clueless to the rivalry between her and Riwoo after stealing the last donut from the bakery.

GENRE: one-sided rivalry, enemies to lovers?, imagine

WORDCOUNT: 1.9k

A/N: a riwoo imagine/story! im so sorry it took awhile for me to write a riwoo story! i had many ideas for him but didn't know how to execute it ,, i also just go back from an nct dream concert so i am a little tired ,, anyways, enjoy!

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The smell of fresh pastries hit Riwoo as he and his friends piled into the bakery. His eyes immediately locked onto the display case, and there it was—the last glazed donut, shining like a beacon of happiness in an otherwise dreary morning.

“I’ve been dreaming about this donut for days,” he announced dramatically, pushing his friends aside with an excited grin. “Today’s the day.”

Just as he approached the counter, the worker sighed and picked up the microphone, voice crackling through the bakery's speakers. “Attention customers, we are now officially out of donuts. Thank you!”

His heart stopped. “What? No donuts?” he said, disbelief and shock mixing in his tone. Riwoo leaned over the counter, craning his neck to see who had snatched it. There, sitting by the window, casually taking a bite of his donut, was none other than her—the girl from three of his classes.

Y/n.

His eyes narrowed as she wiped some sugar off her cheek, oblivious to his presence.

“No way,” he muttered, stepping back from the counter. “It was her.”

His friends exchanged confused looks. “Who?” Jaehyun asked.

“That girl,” he said, pointing dramatically in her direction. “She’s in three of my classes... and she just took the last donut.”

There was a long pause as his friends stared between him and the girl, slowly processing what just happened.

“She’s my enemy now.”

Woonhak snorted. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious,” Riwoo said, crossing his arms. “She has declared war.”

As if on cue, Y/n glanced up from her seat, caught his gaze, and smiled sweetly, completely unaware of the chaos she had just unleashed in his world.

His friends burst into laughter. "Dude, I think you're overreacting."

“Nope. This is personal,” he said with a deadpan expression, eyes still fixed on her as if they were in the middle of a silent showdown.

"Your donut obsession's gonna get you killed one day," Sungho joked, slapping his back.

"Only if she gets to me first," he said, turning away with mock intensity.

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The lecture hall buzzed with the usual pre-class chatter as Riwoo slouched in his seat, scrolling through his phone. Sungho sat beside him, lazily flipping through the notes from last week’s lecture, not really paying attention.

“Dude, I don’t get why we have to be here so early,” Sungho grumbled, tossing the notebook onto the desk.

“Because,” Riwoo replied, still focused on his screen, “if I have to suffer, so do you.”

Just then, the door to the lecture hall swung open, and a group of students entered, chatting and finding their seats. Riwoo didn’t pay much attention until he saw her—Y/n—walking in with her friend, laughing at something they were talking about.

His heart skipped for a brief second, and before he knew it, his eyes were glued to her.

She passed by his row, locking eyes with him for the briefest moment. She smiled—a sweet, innocent smile that lit up her face. She gave a small wave, like she hadn’t taken the last donut at the bakery just a couple of days ago.

He stared back, frozen in place. “Oh, she’s good,” he muttered under his breath.

As soon as she and her friend walked past, finding seats a few rows ahead, he turned to Sungho, face set in a serious expression.

“Did you see that?” he whispered, voice low as if he was about to reveal a grand conspiracy.

Sungho raised an eyebrow, glancing over at Y/n before turning back to him. “See what?”

“That smile,” Riwoo hissed. “She smiled at me. Like nothing happened. Like she didn’t steal my donut right from under my nose.”

Sungho blinked in confusion. “Uh...okay? What’s the big deal?”

He leaned in closer, his tone darkening dramatically. “She’s my enemy, man. Don’t you get it? That was a taunt. She’s mocking me.”

“Dude, she smiled at you. It’s a smile, not a declaration of war.”

“No, no, no. That’s exactly what she wants you to think,” he said, shaking his head. “That smile was strategic. It was planned. She’s trying to mess with me.”

Sungho snorted, holding back laughter. “So, let me get this straight: you think she’s secretly plotting against you because of... a donut?”

“Exactly,” he said, pointing a finger like he’d just cracked the code to some great mystery. “It’s psychological warfare. She’s playing the long game.”

Sungho leaned back in his chair, giving him a look that was part disbelief, part amusement. “You’re out of your mind.”

“I’m telling you, she’s my nemesis now,” he said with finality, crossing his arms.

Sungho shook his head, laughing under his breath. “You’re gonna have to get over that donut someday, man.”

“Never,” Riwoo replied, glancing once more at Y/n sitting a few rows ahead. “This isn’t about the donut anymore. It’s about principle.”

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Riwoo slouched in his seat, staring at the clock as it ticked closer to the start of class. Without his friends in this lecture, the room felt emptier, and he wasn’t sure whether that was a blessing or a curse. He glanced around, vaguely recognizing some faces but not caring enough to acknowledge anyone.

His eyes drifted to the door as more students shuffled in—and then, of course, she walked in. Y/n, his sworn enemy, the girl who took the last donut and smiled at him as if she hadn't committed a crime against humanity. She sat a couple of rows ahead of him, chatting with someone else, completely unaware of the silent feud raging in his mind.

He sighed, burying his head in his hands. “I can’t escape her,” he muttered under his breath.

The professor cleared his throat at the front of the room, silencing the chatter. “Alright, everyone. Today, we’re starting the partner project I mentioned last week. I’ll be assigning the pairs. No, you don’t get to choose.”

Riwoo groaned internally. “Great,” he thought sarcastically. “Just what I need. Some random classmate to drag me down.”

The professor began rattling off names, pairing students up row by row. Riwoo wasn’t really listening until he heard—

“Lee Sanghyuk and... Jung Y/n.”

His heart stopped. Her? He blinked in disbelief, sitting up straight in his chair. “No way,” he whispered to himself, cursing under his breath. Out of all the people in this class, he had to be partnered with her? The universe was mocking him.

“Of course,” he muttered, crossing his arms. “Of course, it’s her.”

As if on cue, Y/n turned around in her seat, flashing him that sweet, innocent smile again. She waved lightly. “Sanghyuk! Looks like we’re partners!” she said brightly, as if this were the best news she’d heard all day.

He forced a tight smile, trying to mask the turmoil swirling inside him. “Y-yeah,” he said, his voice strained. “Lucky me.”

She hopped out of her seat and moved to sit beside him, dropping her bag on the desk with a friendly grin. “I’m so glad! I was really hoping I’d get someone I know. This project’s gonna be so much fun!”

Riwoo blinked at her enthusiasm. Fun? The word echoed in his mind like some kind of cruel joke. How could she be so cheerful when she was his nemesis? She had no idea what kind of rivalry she’d unknowingly sparked.

He shot a quick glance around the room, hoping no one else noticed the sheer irony of this situation. Meanwhile, she was already pulling out her notebook, flipping to a fresh page with a determined look on her face. “So, I was thinking we could divide the work evenly. I’ll handle the research part, if you’re cool with the writing. Or we could switch if that’s better for you.”

Riwoo blinked, thrown off by her kindness. “Uh... yeah, sure. Whatever works,” he said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

Y/n beamed at him. “Great! We make a good team already, huh?”

His jaw clenched slightly. A good team? Was she serious? Didn’t she realize she had stolen his donut, smiled at him like nothing happened, and now, the universe was forcing them to work together? This was some next-level psychological warfare.

She glanced at him, noticing his quietness. “Are you okay? You seem... tense.”

“Tense?” he repeated, trying to laugh it off. “No, no. I’m fine.” Inside, though, he was still cursing his luck. How could she be so oblivious?

“Awesome! I’ll message you tonight with some ideas so we can start brainstorming,” she said, already scribbling down some notes. “I’m really looking forward to this!”

He stared at her, utterly baffled. How could someone be this sweet? And why did it feel like it made the whole situation worse?

“Yeah... me too,” he mumbled, forcing a smile. But inside, all he could think was, This is going to be a nightmare.

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Riwoo pushed open the door to the bakery, the familiar scent of fresh pastries filling the air. His eyes instinctively scanned the room for her, the girl who had unknowingly become the source of his donut-related anguish.

There she was—sitting at a table near the window, already settled in. She was leaning over her notebook, scribbling something down, but as he approached, she looked up and met his gaze with that same sweet smile. The one that used to make his blood boil.

“Hey, Sanghyuk!” Y/n greeted, her voice cheerful as she waved him over. “I went ahead and got us some desserts. I hope that’s okay.”

Riwoo raised an eyebrow, glancing down at the table. There, in front of her, was a plate with an assortment of donuts. Glazed, powdered, chocolate—every kind imaginable. His heart sank, and then leapt, all at once.

“I didn’t know what flavors you liked,” she continued with an innocent shrug, “so I just got a bunch. I figured we could share. I love donuts. They’re one of my favorites.”

His brain short-circuited for a moment. Did she just say donuts are her favorite?

“You... you like donuts?” he asked, cautiously sitting down across from her, eyes still fixated on the pile of pastries.

She giggled lightly. “Yeah, they’re my absolute favorite. I probably eat way too many of them, but I can’t help it. They’re so good, right?”

Riwoo blinked, stunned. This couldn’t be real. The girl who had taken the last donut in front of him—his enemy, his nemesis—also loved donuts? The very thing that had sparked his irrational rivalry?

“Uh... yeah, they’re my favorite too,” he admitted, leaning back in his chair as his mind reeled. “I didn’t know.”

She beamed, looking genuinely pleased. “Really? That’s awesome! We’ve got something in common then. Maybe we should work at bakeries instead of focusing on this project,” she joked, popping a small piece of donut into her mouth.

Riwoo couldn’t help but stare at her, dumbfounded. This was the same girl he’d been holding a grudge against for days—over a donut, no less—and now, here she was, sharing donuts with him, unknowingly erasing the rivalry he’d built in his head.

His initial instinct was to remain defensive, but as he watched her happily munch on the pastries, a strange realization crept in. She wasn’t his enemy. In fact, she might actually be... nice. Maybe even too nice.

“She’s not that bad,” he muttered under his breath, leaning forward to grab a donut from the plate. His one-sided rivalry suddenly seemed ridiculous. Maybe he could put it on hold, at least for now.

“What was that?” Y/n asked, looking up from her notebook.

“Oh, nothing,” he said, offering a half-smile as he took a bite of his donut. “Just thinking... maybe we make a good team after all.”

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[4ranghaes]

lee riwoo x reader [fluff, gender neutral!reader]

a/n - this is kind of late cause i’ve re-written is several times since the news but anyway…….

y/n🩵: ya!!!! lee riwoo!!!!! are you okay? i was watching mma you looked really hurt ?

ryu💞💞: it doesn’t hurt that much :) i was tired too :)

y/n🩵: oh thats a relief !!!! okay well see you soon my luv, feel better💐

ryu💞💞: ❤️

23:43 - “sanghyuk?” you asked, opening your door fully now you saw the figure standing outside, “what are you doing here? don’t you have practise tomorrow?”

mma hadn’t even been finished for an hour as you looked at the boy at your door. your boyfriend looked up at you, his comfortable travel clothes now on his body instead of his stage costume; though the make-up still covered his face. his eyes shone with tears as he sighed, you noticed one hand was cradling the other arm.

“it hurts so badly,” he whispered, “i– i just needed you… i’m sorry.”

“no!” you quickly exclaimed, reaching out and placing a hand on his face, scared to touch his body for fear he’d break further, “no. of course you can come whenever, sanghyuk. especially when you’re hurt.”

he fell into your body, his head landing on your shoulder, your arm moving to wrap around his shaking body. you didn’t know whether it was from the cold, the pain or the exhaustion; though you presumed it was all three.

“come in, quickly,” you sighed, shutting the door behind him as he slipped his shoes off, you helping him through with a supportive hand on his back all the way to your bedroom where he collapsed on the bed. “what hurts, sweetie?”

“my hand,” he sighed, “and my arm, and my elbow. and my body aches. b-but i’m gonna go to practise tomorrow and if it still hurts, our manager’s said he’ll take me to the hospital.”

“should you not go now?! they’ve already taped your fingers up, sanghyuk-ie! look, let’s—”

“let’s not do anything,” he sighed, grabbing your wrist with his good hand, “just stay here with me, please?”

you sighed, nodding. riwoo smiled at you before you went to leave again. “can i at least get you some tea? or make-up remover?”

with a defeated chuckle, he nodded. you poured some make-up remover onto a pad, handing it over to him before going to the kitchen and getting some of his snacks and drinks, always left over in your fridge. walking back into the bedroom with food in hand, you saw your boyfriend hunched over the bathroom sink, whimpering as he wiped at the make-up.

“ya, sanghyuk…” you sighed, putting the food down and walking into the en-suite. you pushed his weak body onto the toilet, forcing him to sit as you started wiping the remover all over his face until he was barefaced and blinking up at you sadly. “you should’ve said it hurt, my love.”

he shook his head, standing back up and hobbling over to your bed.

“i want to do the end of year performances,” he said, shutting his eyes as he felt the tears sting, “but i don’t think i’m going to be able to.”

your heart ached as you watched him. you walked over, sitting beside him and pulling his figure to your chest, patting his head comfortingly.

“it’s okay, sanghyuk,” you said quietly, “you have to do only what you can. onedoors will understand. plus you’ve already worked so hard this year. and you’d rather end the year now, with only good performances behind you, than injure yourself further for lacking performances, right?”

he rolled his eyes, sitting up and glaring at you.

“what?”

“why are you always right?” he laughed, sitting back against the headboard as you fussed at the pillows and blankets around him before passing him the prepared food.

“it’s why you love me,” you cooed, finally getting into bed beside him and resting your head on his shoulder. riwoo rested his head on yours, intertwining your hands.

“hmm, maybe you’re right,” he sighed, kissing your head with a gentle turn of his head, “can’t have been your face.”

“hey!”

[divinefireangel]

Omg can you do a Dawon version of the youngbin possessive boyfriend please thank you 🥺💞

Ooo okay! Get ready for Daddy Dom Dawonie 🥵

Warnings: 18+ and female anatomy. Daddy kink. Duh. Your typical stuff, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, biting, marking, choking - all one like/point, doggy style, dirty talk. Lmk if I need to add more.

First off possessive Dawon is very hot

Like the jaw clicking, lip licking, intense eye contact, etc, all in public hot

He knows that that person wants you

And he's getting criminal satisfaction knowing that you're his and only his

AND he also knows what he's doing is affecting you to your core

You bet he's gonna do it many times, soo many times to distract you from your boring conversation

You either end up excusing yourself or he comes over and squeezes your butt, signaling you to come with him

He won't ever be the one to drag you away from any conversation

He'll just seduce to leave 😂😏

Mainly so he can tease you

" Why are we leaving baby? I thought you were having a nice discussion with that lovely person. Do you really have that little patience to not even be able to finish the party? "

Every time. Obviously you glare at him but the expression he's giving you makes you blush and shy away

Timeskip to you both in the bedroom and he's just sitting at the edge of the bed, sleeves rolled up his forearms, leaning back and watching you stand opposite him, cause you know that he's pissed even tho he was acting cocky

Finally after what seemed like hours, he'll motion you to come close to him

Sitting up he will undress you completely

So now you're standing there stark naked while this sexy fucker is fully clothed

" Will you be my and only my good girl now? "

" Yes Daddy. " 🥺

Cue victory smile

Nudges your legs to spread apart and no warnings at all

Just goes to town on your pussy

Doesn't matter if you are struggling to stand with the way his tongue skillfully licks your clit, his fingers move to your entrance to spread your juices

You're gonna stand till you cum at least twice

When you're half worn out, he will remove his mouth from your body, looks at you with those dark sex driven eyes as your release covers his chin oh god

Then he towers your figure and pushes you face first on the bed

Finally removes his shirt and falls on top of you, his chest to your back

You can feel his abs and hard dick, heavenly 🤤

Definitely humps you while taunting you

" You like the attention you get from others don't you? Is Daddy's attention not enough babygirl? "

Again surprise, no warnings, just starts fingering you, so fast and rough

And the overstimulation due the previous two orgasms don't help

Now he will edge you till you beg and reassure him

" Please Daddy. I don't want them I want you. Only you. "

" Okay baby. Where do you want me? "

"Here? " He'll ask while he spreads your asscheeks to expose your wet cunt to the cold air of the room

Bites your ass before entering you with his cock

Really just rocks into you like you are his fuck doll

Bites your shoulder

Marks your neck

Chokes you and your moans out

Makes you hold out your orgasm till he's close

Cums all over your ass and cunt

Doesn't end there lol

You better not be super sore in the morning cause he's gonna remind you again who you belong to

.....

[tobesensation-9]

‘Stay Close’ (Any of the 9 x Reader)

Because smut for some reason, helps me get my creative spark back. (Also this is my second time writing this because my laptop hates me for some reason and just deleted the wonderful original masterpiece.) 

Genre: Smut (Cock warming turned into sensual sex.) 

Synopsis: The two of you decide to try cock warming for the first time. 

Oh off days. They were wonderful treasures that many people took for granted, or didn’t, depending on how you viewed it. One either enjoy the precious joy of an off day and spent it doing more work. But there are also those who spent them doing things that ultimately wouldn’t benefit them, like being coach potatoes. 

The perfect off days were the days where you can just be with your partner. It didn’t matter what the two of you did together, whether that be streaming shows, cooking, bike riding, or fixing up your herb garden, it was amazing. 

Pitter-patters fill the room as you walk back to the bed after having showered. You threw on some underwear and on of his t-shirts as you craddled yourself back into the bed, leaning back up against him like how you did last night. 

You thought he was sleep until you feel him snake his arms from behind you and pulls you close to him, craddling his face in your neck. 

He takes a deep breath, taking in the smell of you. He loved the smell of you, the lavender vanilla scent that never seemed to escape you. That could never escape him because it was engrained into his mind. Breathing out he sighs out a grumbled “Jagi,” into your neck. The softness of his lips along with the tingling from his breathing tickles your neck. 

“What,” you giggle. “Let’s try something.” 

Whenever the two of you wanted to try something, and didn’t voluntarily explain further without hearing a response, you had an idea of what it was. 

“Try what?” 

He starts to gently kiss your neck and caress your thighs at your question. “When I put it in, I have to stay still. Do you think we can do it?” 

“Cock warming?” 

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to try for a little while now.” 

He then gently starts to suck and tug the end of your ear lobe. He slips his head down back to your neck and spreads more kisses. With this alone you start to breathe heavily unraveling at his movements. 

With how he was making you feel, you didn’t see how you the two of you were going to do this and not move at all. 

Using his hands to move one of your legs up, bending it to give him better access to your heat, he starts to strip the few articles of clothing that separates the two of you. 

Before the two of you even started, the intensity was already too unbearable. Once he frees himself, you move your hand back to guide him into you. As he glides in, both of you sigh out a moan. When all the way in, he wraps his arms around you tighter than he had before. Whilst you use one hand grab onto to his t-shirt and the other to hold one of the arms that holds you. Lying there the two of you try your best to not move. But as each second went by, the harder it was to not want to move. 

Even the subtle movement of your breaths had become teasing friction that made the two of you want to move. It was subtle, it was enough to make twitch inside of you. Which your body immediately and involuntarily responds to with a clench and thats when you knew, you couldn’t stay still. 

Right as you gently start to push back against him, he just as gently rocks into you. The both of you moaning together and being able to breathe. But the gentle rocking quickly but gradually turn into tender pounding that leaves you without being able to find a voice to moan. Pound after pound, thrust after thrust, the both of you were unraveling, coming to a close. 

Shudders take over your body as you melt into bed, falling away from earth. 

Once the two of you come back to your senses, you giggle. “I knew we wouldn’t be able to stay still.” He giggles back in response to you has you both get comfortable and ready to fall back to sleep.