#lee sohee smut

[prodbyton]

can you write play fighting gone sexual smut for sohee🤭

cw. smut +18 mdni , dom!sohee x fem reader, bestfriends to lovers, fingering, unprotected sex (be safe), some hair pulling, sohees mean but not in a super dom way hehe. not proofread so sorry for any errors!!

“do you think i could win in a fight against a bear?” sohee blurts randomly, you both sitting in silence on opposite ends of the couch, both scrolling through social media for the past hour.

“sohee, you couldn’t even win a fight against me, you’re not beating a bear” you just laugh, not even looking at him while you respond.

“i could totally beat you in a fight, what the fuck?” he frowns, sitting up slightly. you finally take your eyes off you phone, sitting up as well so you could be face to face with sohee. you could tell he took your comment serious, and you were only half joking, but you honestly thought you could beat him in a fight.

so you punch him, right in the arm. he winces, moving away from you while he whines at the pain. you try to hold back a smile, not wanting to find amusement in your friends pain.

“i didn’t even hit you that hard, you really think you could take a bear down?” you finally let out a laugh, not being able to hold it in any longer as you watch him rub his now sore arm.

“you caught me off guard! give me a chance to fight back…” he pouts, eyebrows furrowed as he watched you laugh at his reaction.

“okay, let’s go” you get off the couch, getting into a fighting stance while you wait for sohee to get up himself.

so you two have a little fight match, throwing weak punches at eachother and petty slaps. sohee wouldn’t really use full force when fighting with you, but he didn’t want to lose this fight even if it wasn’t real.

“you’re not even hitting hard, i thought you were stronger than this?” you giggle, getting a hit in after dodging him.

“i am strong, i’m just going easy on you” he grumbles, feeling like you doubted his strength too much.

“yeah, sure you are” another giggle leaves your lips, and sohee decides he wasn’t going to be easy on you anymore.

he’s coming towards you before you can process his movements, and you’re suddenly over his shoulder with a swift movement and then being thrown back onto the couch, sohee on top of you with his legs in between your waist. your eyes are wide, not expecting a sudden shift in the air as he used his strength to throw you around that you didn’t even know he had. his hands held your wrist down on both sides of your head, and he’s staring down at you and smirking at your shocked expression as you catch your breath.

“told you i was strong,” he grins, feeling good that he was able to prove you wrong. but when he looked at your face again and stared into your eyes he could see that something was different.

you were still breathing hard, eyes traveling to take in your position. you were under your best friend, who honestly, was extremely hot, and you two definitely had some tension that was never discussed, but the air was thick, and whatever you did after this moment would change the status of your relationship with the boy forever.

sohees eyes move to your lips, then down to your boobs that spill out from your shirt, then back to your lips, and then to your eyes. you look at him too, his eyes almost asking you a question. your eyes had the answer, but he wanted to hear it from you.

you shift under him, lifting your hips just a little so he could feel you brush against him. your hands try to break from his grip but he doesn’t budge, pressing down on your wrists harder.

“admit that i’m stronger than you and i’ll let you go” he’s borderline whispering, but you hear him loud and clear. you take it as a challenge, moving your hips up again to brush against his now growing cock. his eyes shut for a moment, but he has to stand his ground.

he wants to assume you’re moving to get out of his hold and don’t realize what you’re doing… but you know exactly what you’re doing and you weren’t going to stop. you squirm some more, moving your arms to try and sit up and he presses his body weight on you to keep you down, shifting up slightly which causes his dick to press against your core and you have to bite the inside of your lips to keep yourself from making a sound.

“stop moving around,” he groans, not being able to handle the pressure of you moving against him, wanting to prove his point quickly so he can pretend like he wasn’t extremely hard right now.

“let me go” your voice is flat, no real fight or sign of discomfort.

“gonna admit i’m stronger than you?” he doesn’t know how much more he can handle, and with the way you’re challenging him all he wants to do is flip you over and fuck you stupid to prove just how strong he is. he just needs one more push from you.

“what if i don’t?”

the second your eyebrow lifts in a way to taunt him, he’s leaning down to connect your lips to his. you reciprocate a little too fast, like you two have been waiting for this moment your whole lives. you gasp onto his lips from the lack of breath you were taking in and he takes that as an opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, flicking his tongue against yours before biting your bottom lip and pulling away. once he’s far enough from your face you can see how red he was, lips parted as he blinks a few times and catches his breath.

“please tell me you want this as much as i do,” he pants, looking at you intensely for any sign for him to stop. he was really hoping that you wanted him, he doesn’t think he could handle the uembarrassment of leaving this situation and trying to go back to normal.

“want it- need you so bad sohee” you whine and arch into him, your clit throbs in your underwear that was most likely soaked through, and you try to chase his lips with yours as he’s pulling further away from you.

sohee curses under his breath, he doesn’t know where to start with you, but he quickly sit up, softening his grip on your wrists so you could sit up, propping yourself up against your hands while you wait for sohee to touch you.

he doesn’t speak, he sits in front of you while his hands move to grope your chest, squeezing harshly so he could feel as much as he could despite the padding from the garment. you watch how he’s in his own little world, you wonder what he’s thinking in the moment, but you let him take you in at his own pace.

he’s tugging on your shirt like an eager puppy, so you help him remove it to reveal your breasts sitting perfectly in your bra. his jaw drops, and he has to shut it to stop himself from drooling. you were so beautiful to him, he’d never admit it but he’s imagined this moment too many times but seeing you in front of him like this was way better than his lust filled imagination. he’s pulling at the hem of his shirt, tossing the fabric somewhere in the living room exposing his perfectly toned stomach, pretty moles decorating his skin.

“sohee” you’re getting impatient, so you take your own hand and bring it to his forearm, shaking him out his trance.

“yes?” he snaps his head up to look you in the eyes, and you hold back a whimper at how hungry he looked. hungry for you.

“kiss me” it comes out just above a whisper and you don’t have to tell him twice before his lips are back on yours. it’s rushed and sloppy, both of you moaning into each other as his hand slips into your hair.

the hand that holds onto his forearm moves right on top of the bulge straining in his pants, squeezing it gently to hint at what you want. he’s taking off his pants quickly, kicking them off his ankles and sitting back on the couch while you follow his actions and take off your own pants.

“turn around” he’s speaking calmly in comparison to his heart that feels like its going to explode, watching you rest your knees on the couch cushions while your arms fold on the back of the couch to anchor your head. you turn your head to the side so you wont be completely facing the wall, but you’re still met with nothing as sohee was standing behind you.

his fingers trail across your body, light touches have you shivering and you bite your lip in anticipation of what he’s going to do. you clench around nothing when his fingers hook under the hem of your panties, pulling them down softly and he groans while watching a string of your arousal stick to the cloth as he pulls them down. if it weren’t for the way he reacted you would be embarrassed to be this wet from just some kissing. he drags a finger from your hole down to your clit and your body jerks, a whine threatening to leave your lips.

“you’re so wet,” he coos and you hiss when he applies pressure to the sensitive bud, you needed him inside of you now before you go insane.

“need you” you swirl your hips to push back on the rhythm sohee set on your clit, wanting more.

“can’t believe you got me all worked up for this” he slips two finger into your cunt and you clench around him instantly, a moan leaving your lips at the feeling of being full. he moves them slowly while his other hand pushes his boxers down so he can grab his aching cock, pumping it at the same pace he fucks his fingers into your cunt.

“not as strong as you thought huh” somehow you still manage to push his buttons in a situation like this, all he can do is shake his head at your determination to make him seem like he was weak.

“don’t push it” he curls his fingers while his voice drops as a warning, a whine is forced out of you while you look behind you to see him staring at your dripping pussy with his cock in hand.

“maybe if you’d just fuck me- oh” you’re cut off by his hand now on your hip and his cock pressing against your entrance, the tip slowly entering you and you both let out a whine… adjusting to the new feeling.

sohee has to stop himself from cumming too fast the second the tip of his dick is fully inside of you, you’re already clenching so hard around him he’s afraid of not lasting. he slowly pushes the rest of himself into your heat, praying that you’ll relax and he’ll be able to move.

“relax for me, baby” his hand on your waist moves to sooth you, he can’t move until you’re relaxed and no longer tense. it was hard to relax with how good he felt inside of you, his cock stretched you out perfectly and he was so deep right now you were already seeing stars.

“trying, feelsso good,” tears prickled your eyes as he pulls out almost completely, giving you an experimental thrust that has you convulsing. who would have thought sohee fucks like this? he does it again and your hands that were bent nicely to prop your head up were now gripping the couch hard enough to make your knuckles white.

with each slow but deep thrust sohee earns a moan feeling you, every time he bottoms out your thighs shake and you hold onto the couch as if your life depends on it. you were overwhelmed with emotion and the feeling of his cock hitting that sensitive spot inside of you has your orgasm building up fast.

it’s like he can read your mind, already knowing the signs of your orgasm by how you’re trying to save your breath as much as possible and the tenseness only getting worse. he’s honestly close too, but he knew he wouldn’t last long when it came to you. he wants to fuck you harder, he wants to praise you and talk you through your orgasm and kiss your face soothingly but he remembers why you two ended up like this in the first place.

so he pulls out, and you shake your head aggressively as the tears threaten to spill. he shushes you, fingers drawing circles on your waist while his other hand finds its place back in your cunt, thumb on your clit.

“sohee ‘m gonna cum”

“admit i’m stronger than you and i’ll let you cum,” he ignores the way you groan at his request, knowing he’s finally broken you and you’d say just about anything to get that sweet release. “c’mon baby, all you have to do is say it and I’ll make you feel so good,” he leans down so he can talk in your ear, your eyes rolling back from the stimulation and his words going straight to your clit.

one last swallow of your pride and you’re begging sohee to make you cum.

“you’re so — ngh, you’re so strong sohee, so so strong, please — fuck!”he couldn’t let you finish your sentence before he’s pushing himself back into you, this time he’s not going slow, and the hand that was on your waist holds your hair in a makeshift ponytail. he hits that sensitive spot over and over, your orgasm hitting you without warning and your body tries its best to pull away from the stimulation but sohee has his grip on you, forcing you to take everything he gives you.

“thats it, cum for me, fuck baby,” he helps you ride out your orgasm as much as possible before his hits, pulling out of you swiftly to stroke his cock until he’s groaning against your skin, white ropes of cum painting your inner thighs as you both catch your breaths. he’s moving from behind you to sit back on the couch, bringing you into his lap by your waist as you both sit in each others arms, skin to skin.

once your legs no longer feel like jelly, you and sohee make your way into the bathroom so you two could clean up.

“i’m definitely beating a bear in a fight” sohee ran domly blurts again, and you both laugh at his determination to this topic.

“maybe the bear is the friends we made along the way,” you pat his hair, giggling as you kiss him on the cheek. even after he fucked your brains out, you could never miss an opportunity to tease.

a/n: rushed ending cuz ending fics is torture 🙈 but i hope you guys enjoyed <3

[euseokz]

@ sohee — forget what others say, let’s just focus on us for tonight baby . . cws : oral (f) . wc : 0.8k+ . genre : smut

a/n : @dearmyouth @luvyujun tagging you both because i need more people to follow me on my downfall through the sohee universe 😵‍💫😵‍💫

FUCKBOY! SOHEE who just has a certain… reputation that follows him around.

he doesn’t like commitment, he likes things that don’t last long and that don’t leave him with any strings attached. anyone that was even remotely somehow included in his circle knew that, including you, so you knew not to get caught up with him, that it wasn’t worth it because he’d just waste your time so he could sweet talk his way into bringing you home with him some random night  — and yet, somehow, you now found yourself in his bed, legs spread and fingers pulling at his hair as his tongue lapped at your clit.

you whined sohee’s name as you allowed your lids to fall close, arching your back while feeling as your thighs tensed up, your second consecutive orgasm of the night hitting you hard as he continued sucking on the sensitive bud, smiling as he successfully threw you over the edge again.

“am i that good?” he asked, a noticeable smirk behind his words, lips still against your pussy.

sohee left one last kiss over your folds, then moving up to hover over you, the moonlight that came in through the window — the light slithering in from outside the only source of brightness in the room — only enhancing the mix of slick and saliva coating his chin and mouth, the visual of sohee over you like that only making you feel even dizzier with arousal. he looked at you with a grin, a proud one, before leaning in for a kiss, looking all too cute for how nasty what he was doing was, his eyes shining with a certain glint of joy that you couldn’t really ignore. this was momentary, you knew it, and you were alright with it, not minding the silent one-night-stand agreement between you two if it meant sohee would keep fucking you as well as he had up until that point, your eagerness for more all too apparent as you hummed into the kiss, planting your hands on sohee’s naked chest and pushing him back, your own eyes now glistening with lust as you said a simple “just fuck me already” — and who was sohee to say no to such an inviting proposal.

with swift motions, sohee reached over to his bedside table, opening the first drawer and fishing out a little silver packet, undressing himself completely instead of just being shirtless, finally giving you a peek at his cock, his erection looking almost painful, his dick slapping against his stomach with a low thud when he pulled his pants and underwear down, a thick bead of pre-cum running down his tip. he opened the small package and pulled the condom inside of it out, wasting no time in rolling it down his length before positioning himself closer to you again.

almost teasingly, sohee pressed the head of his cock against your hole, waiting a second before pushing into you in one single thrust, reeling in how you gasped in surprise, your moans loud when he started moving in and out of you immediately, catching you off guard, the way he fucked you too good — and he knew it, smiling as he moved, eyes locked on your pussy and on how well it swallowed his dick, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth as he groaned, one hand digging in your hip while the other pressed against your lower stomach, only enhancing your pleasure, making you feel everything more intensely.

“is it that good?” he asked, eyes drifting upwards to yours for a second as he felt your pussy clench down around him hard, your nails leaving small crescent shapes on his wrists after you reached out for them, looking for some sort of grip to reality. 

“you know it is” you replied through your moans, bitting your own bottom lip right after as you whined, pressing your eyes closed shut tightly, focusing completely on your own pleasure, on how fucking good sohee's cock felt dragging in and out of you, filling you up perfectly and then pulling back just to repeat it all again, hitting all the right spots inside you with every single thrust.

“i'm close” sohee hummed a bit after, hips not faltering as he threw his head back, continuing to move in the same rhythm, if anything only gaining more will to be even more precise with the way he moved in and out of you.

“me too” you whispered back, feeling as your high started bubbling in your lower stomach, building up until it all finally snapped, your orgasm hitting you hard, making you let out one last loud moan as your body tensed up, aligning almost perfectly with the moment sohee's orgasm hit him, his hips slowing down then but still not stopping completely, continuing to thrust in and out of you but in a more languid pace.

“so fucking good” sohee mumbled to himself, his voice no louder than a whisper, your ears almost missing it.

maybe you were stupid for ever falling for sohee's sweet talk so easily — or maybe you had just experienced the best sex of your life and it was all worth it after all.

[99woez]

crush ᰔᩚ l.sh

warnings. smut, best friend!sohee, childhood best friends to lovers, oral (fem receiving), making out, ethel cain inspired so obviously mentions of cannibalism as a metaphor for love, no actual cannibalism lmao, mentions of poverty. heavily inspired by "crush" by ethel cain. i think that's it but if i missed something please let me know! enjoy <3

part one || part two

wc. 4.4k

summary. the only escape from this deadbeat town is your best friend, lee sohee.

“You know, my brother was the valedictorian.”

“Yeah, your mom yells at you about it all the time,” You deadpan, eyes shut behind your heart-shaped sunglasses as you lay out in Sohee’s backyard. One thing about Sohee’s mother is she didn’t give a damn about who was around; she was going to remind Sohee he should be more like his brother. She was a rough woman, but you figured she had to be with a husband on death row. She raised two boys alone in this good-for-nothing town you so desperately wanted to get out of but were trapped in. Like a fly stuck in the sticky yellow paper curling up in the corners of Sohee’s kitchen, you think with a huff as the sun beats down on your skin, leaving it hot to the touch.

Sohee looks down at you and pushes out a chuckle.

“She does yell about that a lot.” It sounds like he’s never thought about it before. He probably hasn’t. Sohee was an optimist, kind, and smart despite thinking he was not. He could’ve gotten better grades in school if he tried harder––That was his problem. He was a people pleaser and started pleasing the wrong people. His friends moved dope, so Sohee did as well despite never trying a drug in his life, even to this day. 

“You going to the Pecan Festival?” Sohee asks after a passing moment of silence. You open your eyes at the mention of the event. There were very few things to look forward to in this town: The flea market, the Wet Leaf ball you and Sohee were too poor to get invited to, and the Pecan Festival. Everything else fun was a trip out of town on a highway you’ve grown fond of. Still, you love the Peacan Festival. You’ve been going since you were little. Tickets were cheap, the food was greasy, and the rides looked like they failed several safety tests but you loved it. It was one of the few things that kept you here.

Besides Sohee, of course.

You prop yourself up on your elbows to get a better look at Sohee, tipping your head down so he can see your eyes over the thick red rims of your sunglasses. He smiles softly when he see your eyes, a crooked smile that only he possesses and makes your heart stutter a bit. There’s no one like Sohee, you think as you feel your own lips begin to turn upwards in a smile of their own.

“Of course I am,” You quip, “I was the Pecan Princess, you know?”

Sohee laughs at that, head tipping back as his laughter fills the sky.

“Yeah, when you were, like, ten. You’re too old to be a princess now.”

Your jaw drops in faux offense, putting your hand over your heart.

“Well, if I’m not a princess, what am I, Sohee? An old hag?”

“You’re a queen. Real royalty,” He jokes, making you click your tongue at his poor attempts of flirting, rolling your eyes. Sohee inhales sharply through his teeth, turning his face away from you when he realizes the joke didn’t land like he wanted to, embarrassed chuckles leaving his lips as his cheeks get even more pink.

You still smile at him despite his flubbed joke, reaching out and pinching his warm cheek. He squeezes his eyes shut with a whine but doesn’t move away from your touch, making you coo playfully.

“Come on, jester. You’re going to get a heat stroke,” You tease as you push yourself to your feet with a grunt. Sohee lingers in the dying grass for a moment, looking up at you for a beat too long. You put your hands on your hips, raising your brows at him to silently tell him to hurry his ass up. He takes the silent command with a sigh, pushing himself up to his feet and nodding towards his small house.

“Mama has lemonade in the fridge.” 

“Did she make it, or was it store-bought?”

“Made it, of course. You know she’s scared of artificial sugars,” Sohee reminds you as he opens the screen door that hollers when it’s pulled open, then pulls hard on the actual door into his rickety old house to open it for you. You do a small skip at that news. As crazy as she may be, Sohee’s mom could tear it up in the kitchen if she wanted to. Most of the time, she didn’t want to and left the cooking to Sohee. He’s become a better cook over the years, but there was a time when you were over every night either cooking him dinner or making sure he didn’t burn the house down.

You sip the perfectly tart yet sweet yellow liquid through a red and white striped paper straw, sitting in the corner of the green velvet couch in Sohee’s living room as he begins flipping through the channels from the other side of the couch. The sounds of the channels blend in a dull symphony as you look at the white front door with a slight hum.

“When does your mama come home?” You ask, turning your attention to Sohee’s side profile as he shrugs.

“Late. She has a night shift.”

“Think I can spend the night?” You wonder casually before taking another sip of lemonade. Sleepovers were common between the two of you. You’ve been having them since you were kids though when you were younger, you would sleep in separate sleeping bags in the living room. His sleeping bag was big and green, like a soldier, he would say, and yours purple and had a faded picture of Cinderella on the front. The memories are fond. You always smile when you remember how long Sohee has been in your life.

Sohee shrugs again, turning to look at you as he pauses his channel search. It’s on some local channel; a woman with too much lipstick on talks excitedly to a sunburnt man about the Pecan Festival, but you barely hear her. You’re too busy focusing on Sohee as you wrap your lips around your straw again and sip down the final sips of your drink.

“Don’t see why not,” Sohee says softly, big brown eyes flicking to your lips and then back in your eyes. You watch as he dampens his lips by sticking his tongue out just slightly, causing heat to spread throughout your chest. You have to turn your gaze away from him, watching the TV with a knowing smirk. You shake your cup to jiggle the ice cubes inside it around before reaching in and plopping a cube into your mouth, keeping you preoccupied.

You can feel Sohee’s gaze on your profile for a few moments too long before he turns back towards the TV, awkwardly clearing his throat and shifting in his seat.

“Are we going to-”

“Do what we did last time?” You finish for him, shaking your cup again as you crunch down on the hard ice cube in your mouth, cooling your body down instantly. Sohee’s gaze is back on the side of your face, but it’s more intense now, making your heart beat faster. You play it cool. You always play it cool with Sohee, which isn’t hard to do since Sohee is so easy to please more often than not.

“We can,” You hum, looking at the boy beside you with a sly smirk as he stares at you with the biggest, most desperate eyes you’ve ever seen. You pout playfully at him, reaching out and grazing his cheek with the back of your fingers. “You want me to suck your dick again, pretty boy?” You ask as if you’re asking what he wants for dinner, grabbing his chin gently and shaking his face barely. 

You didn’t mean to suck Sohee off––You swear, it just happened. He was the one to bring up how he still hasn’t fucked anyone, droning on and on about how he craves to be touched by someone, anyone, at this point. You were just doing him a favor. It didn’t mean anything.

But the kiss you shared most certainly did. You haven’t stopped thinking about kissing Sohee since it happened, your gaze lingering on his lips longer than they should during conversations, or your hand working yourself to an orgasm, thinking of how good his soft lips would feel wrapped around your clit. You have to contain yourself to not bite your lip at the thought of leaning in and kissing him right now. You don’t dare look at his lips, knowing you’ll lose self-control if you do.

Sohee inhales deeply through his nose, watching your face closely, eyes trained on your lips as he wets his again. He nods before giving a nonchalant shrug. You notice the tips of his ears are already red. He’s so cute.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind. ‘Totally wouldn’t say no,” He laughs, making you smile and inch towards him. Sohee leans back slightly, making you pull back, but he shakes his head. “I just…You know, that’s not all I care about, right? Like, it’d be cool to do all that with you, but I don't…We don’t have to do that if you don’t want to. We’re friends before anything. Always.” 

Then his pinky is out between the two of you. You look down at his hand, chuckling softly before looking back at his face. You never thought otherwise, but you suppose it’s sweet. Sohee wanted to assure you of that. Again, you know Sohee and know yourself at this point, so you didn’t need the assurance that he wasn’t using you as a fleshlight.

You hook your pinky with his, shaking his hand firmly with a smile.

“Always.”

Sohee’s room is such a wreck.

He climbs on his bed, lying across it to push open his window just enough to let some air in. The AC unit in his room blew out about a month ago when the heat started to kick in. It was only a matter of time. The thing had been running since Sohee was three. You’re shocked it lasted this long. You go to the white box fan in the corner of his room, sitting on a chair as you click it onto the highest setting. The hum instantly fills the once-still room, and warm air circulates throughout the stuffy room.

Sohee sits up on his bed, leaning his back against the wall his bed was against with a hand behind his head to act as a cushion. His big brown eyes watch as you go to his dresser, opening it to dig for your favorite shirt of his. You can feel his eyes on your back as you shuffle through his drawer, making you smile faintly. You always liked having Sohee’s attention, but having him look at you like he wanted to eat you whole was a new kind of rush. You craved it more than you had for any other boy in your life.

There were only two before Sohee if you’re being honest. This town didn’t have the best selection of men to pick from. First, there was Wonbin, your first boyfriend. He was beautiful, stunning, striking even, with pretty long black hair and a nose you memorized the shape of a thousand times over. You suppose you loved him and his gentle ways but always wanted more from him. It’s not like it mattered; you two broke up a week after graduation when he was accepted into Yale. You don’t exactly blame him. He was going to fucking Yale, and you were going to the community college in the neighboring town. You hope he’s well.

Then there was Eunseok. You’re shocked you remember his name. After you two met in a bar, he was a hook-up in the back of his car under the underpass. He was driving through on “business,” at least that’s what he told you. Easily, it was the best sex you’d ever had. He was way more experienced than Wonbin had been and rougher. He knew what he wanted and he knew how to get it. You had to appreciate that about him. Plus, he was gorgeous. You still follow him on Instagram just to never forget what he looked like.

And now, there’s Sohee, and Sohee is so different from the first two. You know it, he knows it, everyone knows it, but no one says it. 

His eyes are still trained on your back, practically burning holes into your skin as you slowly peel your own shirt off and over your head. You let a beat pass to feel his gaze on you a few more seconds before you pull his shirt over your head and let it drape over your frame. You hear him clear his throat, causing you to turn around to face him with a kind smile and tilt of your head. He blinks at you with a crooked smile that seems to keep growing the longer he looks at you before patting the spot next to you excessively.

You skip a bit as a big smile takes your face, rushing over to his bed, jumping onto it, and landing on your knees next to him, bouncing a bit when you land thanks to the springs in the old mattress of Sohee’s bed. You curl your lips in when you look at him, watching his eyes scatter across your face with that same smile on his face. You both can’t seem to stop smiling; both of you are giddy but too unsure to make the first move. You giggle quietly at the silence, leaning closer to him to bump your forehead against the side of his head. 

"Nervous?" you tease, and Sohee chuckles in response - a sound so sweet it makes your heart flutter. His large hand reaches out to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch light and careful. This simple act sends an indescribable shiver down your spine.

"Not nervous. Just…" He hesitates momentarily, glancing away as he searches for the right words. But then he's looking back at you with those warm brown eyes full of nothing but love. "Just wanna make sure this is what you want," he finalizes, his thumb gently brushing against your cheek.

His concern is touching, but also slightly amusing. And it only serves to deepen that heat building up in your chest - this feeling so different from anything you've ever felt. Everything feels new with Sohee but also so familiar.

You take in his worried expression before giving him a reassuring smile, reaching up to cup his face with both hands. "Trust me," you state firmly, pressing a chaste kiss on the tip of his nose for emphasis. "This is what I want."

His pretty eyes blink at you once, twice, before his lips stretch into another one of his adorable smiles, crinkling up into crescent moons at the corners. As always, it's contagious, and you can't help but smile back at him.

He leans in first, slow and careful, like he's afraid he might break you. Your heart pounds against your ribcage as your eyes flutter close, the anticipation almost unbearable now.

Then, finally, his lips meet yours softly, gently, almost like a breath against your skin in the beginning. It sets you ablaze. Everywhere. You can feel the heat pooling low in your stomach instantly, spreading through your bloodstream as he leans into you further. His fingers lace with yours, his hand resting on your lower back as he opens himself up to you more, asking you to deepen the kiss. And when you do, it’s perfect.

Soft and slow, his lips pressing against yours in a familiar rhythm. Sohee tastes of sweet lemonade and mint gum as they move against yours. You don’t know how much of it is real life and how much is a dream because Sohee’s lips seem to mold to yours so effortlessly that you forget everything else but his warmth, the smell of his breath on your face, and the taste of his mouth.

You moan softly into his lips, feeling him curve into the touch, nudging closer to you until their bodies are pressed together from shoulder to thigh. Your fingers dig into his arms, not wanting to lose this contact for one second as your free hand lingers at the hem of his t-shirt. You both sigh into each other’s mouths softly before pulling away just enough to suck on his bottom lip softly, feeling him whine in response.

“So cute as always,” You whisper against his lips before pressing them together once more, feeling him moan into your mouth at the mere touch of your lips against his. It still boggles your mind that he’s never done stuff like this before. When you asked him why he never just got on a dating app, he told you he tried, and it wasn’t as easy as it sounded or that none of the people he found on there were his type. The more you thought about it, the more it made sense that Sohee never had sex before last weekend. 

Sohee didn’t talk to a lot of girls. He was shy, very sweet, but very shy. It wasn’t that girls didn’t like him. Plenty of them did. He just couldn’t talk to them for long. The longer you thought about it, it was a miracle he had managed to kiss a girl before you blew him. To be fair, they were both drunk, and at a party the cops would end up showing up to. It’s not like it mattered now, but it plagued your thoughts, knowing you’re the only one he’s had like this.

His hand finds its way into your hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as his other hand traces a slow path down your side. The feel of him, his closeness, and the pure 'Sohee' of him is intoxicating, and you can't get enough. You angle your head slightly to deepen the kiss, feeling his grip on you tighten.

There's a slight rustle of fabric as Sohee shifts closer, and what was sweet and gentle heats up to an intensity that takes your breath away. He pulls back ever so slightly, but before you can protest, he's claiming your lips again with a fervor that makes your heart pound even harder.

You gasp into his kiss, feeling it wash over you like a wave. His hands are on your waist now, pulling you closer as if there's not already enough heat between the two of you. There's a sudden boldness to him that sends a thrill down your spine. This is Sohee - sweet and shy Sohee - who has somehow managed to transform into this passionate, assertive thing that has you pressed into his sheets and kissing you like it's the last thing he'll ever do.

Suddenly, he pulls away from your lips and starts trailing kisses down your neck. You reach up to his hair, tugging lightly at the strands as he moves further down. His hands roam over your body, tentative but becoming more confident by the second. 

“You okay?” he whispers against your skin. His voice is unsteady, revealing just how much he’s holding back. Your heart tightens at his concern, making you want him even more.

“Yeah,” you breathe out, “More than okay.”

That seems to be all the encouragement Sohee needs. He pulls away to tug at your clothes, looking up at you for permission before slipping them off entirely. Now, nothing but bare skin and the dim light that filters through the room.

His eyes never leave yours as he moves lower, pressing a kiss just above your belly button. The anticipation of what’s to come has you trembling. It's as if his shyness is melting away and being replaced with something raw and hungry.

“Sohee…” Your voice is barely a whisper as he hovers above you. His gaze is intense, full of questions that he doesn’t need to ask because, yes, of course, you want this.

His fingers trace over your thighs before spreading them apart gently as if he's afraid you'll break. His eyes flicker up to meet yours once again, and his head dips down.

It's clumsy and awkward at first. Sohee has no idea what he's doing, and it's as clear as day. But something is endearing about his determination to make this good for you: how he tries different movements until he finds one he likes. More so, he likes the reactions you give him.

His lips brush against you, soft and warm, like a feather on your skin. It's electric, and you let out a tiny moan, more surprised than anything. Sohee's fingers curl into your thighs harder, his nose grazing the patch of hair below your navel. That tiny touch sends shivers down your spine. He continues his exploration, kissing and licking upwards until he reaches the sensitive spot between your legs. The feeling is unbearable, and you gasp for air as he finally settles there. His nose moves softly against your folds, taking in your scent. You feel him inhale deeply, almost like he's absorbing you into his system.

"Sohee," you whisper his name against the pillow, unable to form any other words as he parts you with his fingers and dips his head lower, pressing another kiss there before swirling his tongue around your clit. You can feel yourself melting under his touch; it's almost too much. Sohee's hair tickles against your inner thighs as he burrows deeper this time, tasting you properly. Every pulse of pleasure that goes through you spurs him on, making him suck harder on your clit as one hand moves across the sheets to intertwine with yours. You whimper at the feeling of his palm against yours, squeezing tightly as you watch him with heavy-lidded eyes.

You buckle beneath him, crying out his name, feeling each breath he takes against your skin. His lips dart in and out, tracing circles with his tongue as he grazes over your clit. You grip the sheets tightly, arching your back and moaning into the pillow. Sohee's fingers squeeze your hand while the other hand continues to explore every inch of you he can reach from his position. You can feel every shudder run through him as he takes you into his mouth, tasting you, teasing you mercilessly with gentle sucks against your folds.

You open your eyes to look at him, seeing the concentration on his face as he lavishes attention on you. His free hand traces your inner thigh, sending sparks of pleasure up your spine. He licks and teases, sucking softly at your clit as you squirm underneath him. The bed creeks with every move he makes, adding another layer of stimulation as your moans become louder and more desperate for release.

Your hips rise off the bed a little before coming back down hard onto the mattress as you let out a long, low groan. Your fingers dig into his hair as Sohee's tongue darts out to flick across your entrance – a taste test that has your toes curling in response. He hums around you, smiling against your skin as he takes you deeper into his mouth. The vibrations send shockwaves of pleasure through you, making it harder to keep quiet. You bite down on your bottom lip as pleasure builds within you, feeling so close to the edge but not quite there yet.

You feel your walls start to tremble and quake as you near your peak, your hips bucking up and forcing him deeper into your mouth. Soon, he's sucking at just the right rhythm, sending waves of pleasure over you that build and crash with each passing moment. Your fingers dig into his hair, holding on for dear life as he moans around you, encouraging him to continue. He does so, pushing you further and further until your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, crashing through you in waves. Your body tenses, and your breath quickens as your muscles contract in ecstasy. A tight moan rips from your throat as you reach the peak of pleasure, waves of bliss pulsing through every inch of you.

Sohee doesn't let up, swirling his tongue around your entrance until the last shudder passes through you. Then, he slowly pulls away from you, giving your clit one last lick before looking up at you with those brown eyes that hold nothing but love and adoration. His hands smooth over your stomach before gently kissing the skin, lifting his head, and colliding his full lips with yours. You taste sweet against his lips, moaning against him as your arms drape over his shoulders, grabbing his shirt by the back of the neck and pulling it over his head.

He breaks from the kiss to let you take his shirt off, but he’s dragging himself back to your lips, moaning when he crashes into you. “Always wanted to do that,” Sohee pants against your lips as he ruts his hips against yours, making you whimper up at him as the fabric of his basketball shorts brush against your sensitive folds. 

“You’re-You taste so good. Fuck, every bit of you tastes so good. I just want to eat every part of you.” His breathless confessions make you moan quietly, nodding along in agreement as your breathing begins to pick up again. Your heart is pounding in your throat like you just ran a marathon, your hands scrambling to press against his chest. When your palms press to his chest, you hear his heart pounding against his ribcage.

“I’d let you eat me,” You tell him breathlessly, feeling him smile against your lips. “Want to live inside you forever. ‘Don’t ever want to leave you.” Sohee groans at your dragged-out words, ducking his head into the crook of your neck where his lips attack the skin there, nipping and sucking to leave bruises, marking you as his for everyone to see.

“Promise me you’ll never leave me, baby. Please,” Sohee whispers into your skin, his words sinking into your bones and carving themselves into them. You nod without hesitation, digging your nails into his back. Your brain is too clouded to think rationally, to remember how you hated this town, to remember the dozens of out-of-state college applications you sent out to rid yourself of this place, even to contemplate how you would leave Sohee one day. Not now, it doesn’t matter now.

“I promise. I swear, Sohee,” You whisper, turning your head for your lips to brush against the shell of his ear. He moans, body trembling against you before lifting his lips to collide with yours again.

Beneath the hum of the box fan and squeaks of a mattress with every move you two make, you can hear the cicadas sing.

[lunicho]

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{𐙚 10:43} l. anton + l. sohee

♡ 3.8k | dom!anton, subby inexperienced!sohee, fem!reader, cuckholding, oral (f!receiving), premature ejaculation, unprotected sex (don't be like them), cumming inside, cum eating, anton is kinda an asshole, sohee is kinda pathetic

♡ a/n: DON'T READ THE LAST SENTENCE OMG ITS SO BAD IM SORRY,, im so bad at ending fics,,, anyways its been tew long since i wrote smth new so feast my loves,, i've kept y'all starving fr (i'm sorry) also new fic layout 😝😝 gonna be updating stuff on my blog so yeahhh.

you'd been with anton for a while. over that time you've come to learn a lot about him and things that he likes. of all the things you've learned, this might be the craziest one. 

a momentary silence fell over the room as you looked down at your hands, fiddling a little. you crossed your arms over your chest and thought hard. “okay wait.. you wanna do what?” 

anton tried to explain again, his voice quiet, “well sohee likes you.. and i know you like him and i'm okay with that.. i think we should let him have sex with us.. at least once.” 

you continued thinking, “i mean yeah i like sohee, but i don't know if i like him like that.. a- and how long has he liked me?” you were sort of struggling to wrap your head around the whole thing, the idea of sohee liking you as more than a friend never crossing your mind. 

“the same amount of time i've liked you, we both wanted you originally.. i just ended up being the one to make it official.” you frowned a little at this, suddenly feeling bad for sohee. you don't know if it was pity or if you really wanted this but something in you wanted to say yes to the whole idea. 

you weren't vanilla by any means when it came to sex but bringing one of anton's close friends into your bed was a little daunting, the idea of being the reason to ruin their friendship scared you. anton contrasted from you, he had a very calm demeanor about the whole thing, this both intrigued and intimidated you. 

“okay, we can do it..” you looked up at anton from where you sat, watching his eyes light up. he placed a large hand on the back of your head, just his gaze made you feel small. with his other hand he hooked a finger under your chin to tilt your head upward, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips. his kisses alone could take your breath away.

when you first got with anton he was nothing like this. he was shy, awkward, and honestly just overall submissive to you but the more you got to know him and the more confident he got, his personality began to really come out. he's still like that sometimes but the way he kisses you, the way he carries himself at times, even the way he fucks you is so different.

you whimper under your breath, pulling away slowly moments later, your teeth tugging at your lip gently, “so when do you want to do this?” you gazed up at the boy, your arms wrapping around him as you wait for his response. 

“i'll bring him over.. we can kind of feel things out you know? maybe watch some movies and have some snacks beforehand?” you nod at this, a wave of nerves washing over you, “what if something goes wrong? like what if you and sohee aren't friends after this?” 

anton chuckles at you, his cocky demeanor making you press your legs together. “we're still friends after i got the girl he wanted, what makes you think he wouldn't want to be friends after this? i’m practically doing him a favor.”

you nod at this, it's somewhat true, but you didn't want to let it bother you, anton was relaxed about it and this was his friend after all so you were okay with it.

you'd never paid much attention to the way sohee interacted with you until now. the way his hands would pull away extra fast when you'd hand him things, the fear of accidentally touching you taking over him. you even noticed the way he stared at you when he thought you weren't looking, you'd caught him out of the corner of your eye a few times now. 

you brought a bowl of popcorn over to the coffee table that was in the middle of your living room. the tv was on, waiting for commands from the remote.

sohee sat alone on the couch to the side of the one you were on, the bottoms of his  feet facing the tv and he kept his eyes trained on the screen, or at least that's what he wanted you to think. you see him now though, zoned in at the way he stares at your leg that's poking out of the blanket or how he just stares at you while you reach for another handful of popcorn. 

you were sat in anton's lap, his back leaned against the arm of the couch while you laid on your side cuddling into his chest. you couldn't help the way your gaze wandered to sohee, curiosity flooding your mind. you'd never thought about him differently, he'd always just been anton's friend but you'd be lying if you said you still thought of him that way now. 

you wondered what he'd look like naked, how his lips would feel on yours, how it'd feel to have his and anton’s hands on you at the same time, the thought made you squirm slightly in your spot. 

“mind wandering?” you turned to anton with a smile, your head gently nodding. anton adjusted you in your spot, your back now flush to his chest. there was a small blanket lazily thrown across the two of you, the fabric covering your lap slightly. 

anton's hands were gentle on you, big but delicate. you weren't looking at the tv at all anymore, your mind focused on the feeling of anton's hands on your body. he drags his hands across your waist and hips, fingertips slightly sliding across the waistband of your shorts. 

he'd specially requested for you to wear this pair of shorts, it happened to be his favorite pair and apparently sohee's as well. the two of them seemed to have a lot more in common than you originally thought. anton also specially requested that you “forgot” to wear panties tonight. 

his hand easily dipped into your pants, two of his fingers falling to your wet hole. he firmly dragged two fingers up your cunt, wetting it fully in the process. you breathed out of your nose, your legs opening up more for him. 

his pointer and ring fingers push your lips apart, his middle finger lazily flicking your bud up and down. neither one of you faced the tv at this point, anton placed lazy kisses on your shoulder while you soaked up the pleasure. 

anton speaks in a barely audible murmur into your ear, your eyes slowly peeling open at the sound of his voice, “let's show you off, call for him baby.” 

you nod along with what he said, your mind already feeling foggy. he dips both fingers into your hole, his long slender fingers curving up into you, “s-sohee..” 

he visibly perks up at the sound of your voice, his body stiffening. he was trying so hard to mind his business, you and anton moving around was so hard to ignore. he suspected something was going on but the sound of the movie drowned out the slick noises of your pussy. 

anton moved the blanket off of your lap, his fingers thrusting in and out of you harder than before. “wanna come see the pussy you've been dreaming about?” anton's tone is dripping with lust and cockiness. he's smiling at sohee, his free hand moving to grab a handful of your breast. 

your hand grips onto the arm he's fucking into you with as you feel yourself getting closer, you squeeze your eyes shut, a string of moans escaping your lips. 

sohee's frozen where he's at, already embarrassingly hard all of this is too much, he can't believe what's unfolding in front of him. 

the sound of your moans as you cum on anton's hand catches sohee's attention, he admires your beautiful expression, the one he'd daydreamed about for so long. 

your breathing is ragged, your head leaning back on anton's shoulder as you catch your breath. he let's go of your breast and uses that hand to gently grip your throat, his lips peppering kisses on your cheek as he pulls his soaked fingers out of your shorts. 

he rubs the backs of his fingers against your lips, your mouth opening for him. he slides the pads of his fingers down your throat, leaning to your ear once again. “invite him over.. let him play with you.” 

you lift your head off his shoulder,, your shorts sticking to your slick. “wanna come over here? wanna sit by me?” you pat the spot in between your legs, almost like you're calling over a puppy. sohee hesitates, his eyes trained on you. 

you could tell sohee was a bit more like anton used to be, again, shy, timid, a little awkward, and definitely not as dominant as anton is now. 

sohee nods weakly, walking over to you, unable to look either of you in the eyes, especially not anton. he didn't expect for this to somehow be so humiliating for him. he sat in front of you, shivering when he felt your hand gently rub down his arm. this made you smile, “relax hee.. i don't bite.” 

sohee let out a shaky breath, his eyes finally meeting yours. you brought your hand up to his cheek, caressing it gently. anton stood up as you did this, his hands moving to your shoulders. when he moved you readjusted, one of your legs resting gently on sohee's lap. 

you could feel how hard he was under your leg, his breath hitching in his throat when you put the slightest bit of pressure on his cock. you noticed how small it was, especially in comparison to anton's but you thought that was so endearing, smiling at the idea. 

anton leaned down to your ear, his whispers tickling you slightly, “show him how you kiss me, how you make me feel good..” he places small nibbles and kisses from your ear down to your shoulder. you shut your eyes at this, a shiver falling down your spine. his firm hands grip onto your shoulders, lightly massaging them in his grasp. you sigh contently at the feeling of anton's hands on your body. 

you open your eyes again, they immediately meet sohee's pretty round orbs. “you alright if i kiss you?” you look down at his lips, suddenly noticing how pretty and soft they are. you smile and chuckle a little, noticing a few crumbs of popcorn on his lips. 

you cup his jaw in your hand, your thumb wiping away at the bits of popcorn. he wordlessly accepts your question, his head nuzzling into your grasp. you pull him in, the taste of salt spreading across your mouth when you swipe your tongue along sohee’s lip. you're quickly able to take control of the kiss, one of your hands moving to the back of his head. 

he pushes into the kiss, his body moving forward. sohee's desperate in the way that he kisses, the passion is definitely there. you can tell he's been waiting for this moment with the way he's carrying himself at this point. 

your hand snakes into the hair on the back of his head, your fingers taking hold of the strands there. you pull him away from you, a smile creeping into your face at the way he whines at the feeling of you tugging at his scalp as well as the loss of your lips. 

at this point you're more into this idea than you thought you'd be. you don't yet let go of sohee's hair, your gaze trailing up anton's body until you meet his eyes, his stare filled with satisfaction. 

“should i let him fuck me ton? don't you think he's waited so long, so patiently?” your gaze falls back on sohee, his eyes are unconsciously pleading for you. you let go of his hair, your hand caressing his face again. 

anton nods at you with a shrug, “i mean, he won't be able to fill you up like i do. his cock is so tiny, don't know if he'll even be able to make you cum.” you notice the smile that tugs at the corner of his lips, his smile widening at the sound of sohee’s sad whines. 

“be nice ton! i'm sure he can make me feel good anyways, it's not always about size, right hee?” the boy nods eagerly, another whine leaving him at the nickname you call him. “i- i can do it! can make you feel so good!” he's both shy and desperate in the way he speaks to you, you're getting impossibly wetter by the second. 

anton chuckles to himself again, his hands moving to readjust himself, he's so hard by this point but he's holding himself off. 

he gets behind you once again, his hands grabbing onto the bottom of your top. he pulls it over your head, leaving you with your bra on. he tosses your top onto the table, his eyes staring at sohee. 

sohee, although still fully dressed, feels naked under both of your gaze. he'd never seen anton have this look in his eyes before. he focuses back on you and the way you're laid out before him. 

“go on hee, take my shorts off.” your gaze is heavy on sohee, performance anxiety slowly trickling in. you cuddle back into anton, fingers intertwining with his as they rest on your chest, your legs open in front of sohee. 

with a shaky hand, sohee reaches for the waistband of your pants. he looks so cute right now, shyly moving your shorts down your body. you lift up to help him take them off your legs, the piece of clothing falling to the floor.

sohee bites his lip at the sight of your glistening pussy, swallowing hard as if his mouth was watering over it. “can i.. can i taste you first?” his voice is small and shy, but his fingertips run along your thigh, making you breath out a small moan. anton snorts at this, already knowing how it’ll play out. he leisurely runs his free hand up and down your body.

you nod eagerly at his question, your hole clenching around nothing. sohee notices this as he adjusts his position, laying on his stomach in front of you. luckily the couch is a little bit longer but one of sohee's legs still hangs off the couch, the other resting against the cushion but he doesn't mind. 

you think he looks a little silly but don't pay it much mind, finding him too pitiful to laugh. his thumb shyly runs up your slit, his big eyes looking into yours for a second. he smiles to himself, his excitement evident. 

although he asked to taste you, he actually wasn't too sure what to do, he tried to recall what he'd seen in porn videos but his mind was blank. anton noticed this and he smiled about it a little. 

“you don't even know what to do, huh?” anton knows sohee lacks experience, technically he’s not a virgin, he did have sex once before but it wasn’t much to talk about. sohee shakes his head, his facial expression making you pout at him. 

“do what feels right, me and ton will help you, okay?” you try to reassure him, giving him as much encouragement as you could. anton rolls his eyes slightly at the fact that he was volunteered but he agrees with you anyways. 

sohee musters up the courage to do something, his lips nibbling at the skin of your thigh gently. he places small kisses along your skin, his lips finally resting on your clit. you're full of anticipation, wondering what he'd do next.

a confused expression plays on your face, the movement sohee's doing with his mouth feels strange and unfamiliar. you try to decipher what doesn’t feel right, “think you’re using too much lip sohee, use your tongue.” 

he lifts his head again and nods, eager to learn from you. he sticks his tongue out, dragging it along your pussy, you suck in a breath at this, nodding to sohee. “there you go, such a good boy. anton struggled with this a bit too when we first got together.” your words encouraged sohee but were a bit of a blow to anton. sohee snickered quietly at this, noticing the way anton looked a little annoyed.

his nerves start to subside by this point, allowing him to think a little clearer. the tip of his tongue drew circles on your clit, earning a moan from you. your noises made him more confident, encouraging him to try new things. he sucks on your clit now, finding out what you like each time. 

“such a quick learner, sohee..” the soft praises that fell from your lips got him more riled up than before. you noticed his hips begin to rut into the couch as he ate you out. your hips rolled against his tongue, sohee’s whines vibrating against you. 

anton has his hands in your bra, his fingers playing with your nipples. “gonna cum y/n?” you moan in response to anton's question, your head nodding quickly. anton's fingers pinch at your sensitive buds, adding to the overall feeling. 

sohee humps the couch, his orgasm building up too quickly for him to keep up with. you moan out, your hips stuttering against his tongue. 

he slurps up your juices, his hips stilling too early as he cums in his pants. a frustrated sigh falls from sohee's lips as he accidentally ruins his own orgasm, still painfully hard. 

you sit up after this, eyes locking with sohee's, “want you to fuck me hee, wanna see what you got.” sohee's mind is cloudy, his body moving quicker than his mind can. he stands up off the couch, removing his shirt before running his hands through his hair. 

you move to help sohee out, your hands eagerly untying his pajama pants. when his pants fall down you're immediately met with the sight of his red, dripping, cock and it makes you smile up at him. 

“no underwear? must've been so eager..” you grab his length in your hand, the size easily fitting in your grasp. 

you look at it like you're investigating something, “did you cum in your pants baby?” sohee nods, suddenly feeling embarrassed again but you praise him instead, telling him how cute he is. 

you lay flat on your back now, inviting sohee between your legs again. anton is standing again, now removing his own clothes 

sohee hovers over you, one arm hooking under your leg. your hand caresses his cheek again, “fuck me pretty boy.” 

he presses into you, his hips quickly becoming flush with yours. he leans down on his elbow, his face close to yours as his hips begin to rut into yours. 

he wastes no time picking up a steady pace, his desperation taking over. his hips snap against you harshly, both of you moaning continuously.

you kiss sohee, eyes shutting tightly at the feeling of him. he's so caught up in the sensation, no thoughts in his mind right now. he feels his orgasm bud in his stomach, pulling away from the kiss. he nuzzled his face into your neck, his cum shooting into you.

“m’ sorry, so sorry!!” sohee's voice is apologetic and whiny as he speaks. you laugh quietly which catches sohee's attention, he slowly lifts his face to look at you. “it's okay, gorgeous, you're alright.” 

anton sighs, hand gently stroking his length in his grasp. he’s had enough of watching the two of you, this was his idea after all but the thought of you being left unsatisfied has him almost losing it. “let me show you how to really fuck her good.” 

he takes sohee’s place, positioning you with your ass in the air. its moments like this where you’re reminded how strong he is, the way he slightly lifts you by your hips. he spreads your pussy lips apart, the sight of sohee’s cum dripping out of you making his cock twitch.

“fuck..” anton’s big hands grip your ass cheeks firmly, just the feeling of his hands anywhere on your body makes you so needy. you reach for sohee, hands guiding him to the spot in front of you, where anton was sitting before. you grip onto sohee as you feel anton’s fingers dip into you again. sohee watches intently as anton pleases you.

the sound of your pussy rings in your ears, the slick squelching making excitement bubble in your stomach once again. anton rubs the tip of his cock against you, groaning at the feeling of you. he lines up with your opening, pressing his length into you. he slides in relatively easily because of how wet you are. you begin to feel full already, his full length not in you yet.

your hips push back on anton, moving side to side so he enters you fully. you moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. you lick your lips as you eye sohee’s smaller cock in front of you, red and leaking once again. your hand makes a fist on his length, pumping it once or twice in your grasp. sohee’s sensitive by this point, you can tell by the way his body shudders at the feeling of your hand on him.

anton's thrusts are rough and deep as he fucks into you, your body jolting forward with every hit. you muffle your moans on sohee's length, the tip of his cock tickling the back of your throat. 

sohee thrusts into your mouth as he chases his high, one hand in your hair, head thrown back in pleasure. 

your fingernails dig into the skin of sohee's hips as you feel anton repeatedly hit your sweet spot. anton smacks your ass persistently, the sting causing your eyes to roll back. 

you pull off of sohee's length, pumping him in your hand as you moan out. you come undone first, unable to catch your breath as anton continues thrusting into you. 

sohee cums next, his hand grasping onto your jaw so he can place your lips back on his tip, his cum shooting into your mouth. anton follows shortly after, his thrusts slowing down as you feel yourself being filled up once more. he slowly thrusts into you a few more times, his hands gripping you hard. 

when anton pulls out of you he admires your cunt, the sight of you dripping once again, this time with his cum makes him feel good. you hold sohee’s cum in your mouth, sitting up and turning to where they both can see you. anton loves to watch you swallow his seed so it only seems right for you to do it for the both of them. 

you open your mouth, showing the cum that pools on your tongue before you swallow it, sticking out your tongue to show them that you swallowed it. anton grins at you, kissing your cheek lovingly, “such a good girl.” 

sohee watches you, his feelings for you getting stronger, maybe he shouldn't have agreed to this after all, but he can’t go back now.

[solkver]

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chapter 13... ᝰ.ᐟ you guys are freaks!

content warning! written smut under the cut, nsfw themes, fingering/rimming, car sex, dacryphilia

✄┈┈┈┈ october 25, 2024 – 6:30 pm

you sat on the backseat of your range rover, air conditioning on and seats reclined forward. as you were about to grab your phone and message sohee, a knock by the window grabs your attention.

“you came” you smiled as you opened the door for sohee, making no effort to move and give space, immediately sitting him on your lap.

surprised was an understatement. sohee’s face was beat red, his hands fumbling on his sides trying to figure out where to place them, if he can place them on you.

“I mean.. of course I would..” the younger murmurs, bottom lip caught between his teeth again. you smile slightly at that, “you’ve gotta stop biting your lips, it’ll bleed at some point” immediately, sohee releases his lips, quick to follow orders.

“you can hold me, baby. you're too nervous” you whisper by his neck, the heat of your breath spreading even more warmth in sohee’s body, “it's just us here”

sohee sighs, hands making its way on your chest, “we have to be quick, anton’s going to start suspecting soon..”

you chuckle, your right hand making its way to cup sohee’s jaw, “i’ll give it about 30 minutes before he realizes none of us are back” you caress his cheek before making its way on his lips, carefully tapping on it.

it takes sohee a hot second to realize before parting his lips, obediently taking your thumb into his mouth. his tongue wraps itself around your finger, coating it with saliva. sohee whimpers at the feeling of you pushing down on his tongue “so good for me”

sohee throws his head back, crotch grinding against yours, “m-more y/n, please..” his voice barely above a whisper, afraid he’ll be heard outside the vehicle.

since he asked so nicely in that pretty voice of his, who were you to deny him? “alright pretty, lay down for me” you kiss on his collarbone as you guide him on your lap, head laying on a pillow, ass prompted on your thighs, sweats and underwear now pulled down to his ankles.

the willingness in the younger makes you smile, so obedient and pliant for you “let’s test your self proclaimed tweet, yeah?” you chuckle as you squeeze on his ass cheeks, spreading it apart to see his awaiting hole.

you tap your fingers a couple of times on his puckered hole before spitting on it and god the sounds that sohee makes make you want to ditch everything else and fuck him stupid.

but you're a man of your words, aren't you? you glance over at sohee’s face, gauging his every reaction. you press your index finger in, eyes closely watching sohee’s face contort into a moan, “f-fuck, y/n..” you hum, your finger slowly pumping into him, “its only one baby, relax”

tears prickle sohee’s eyes, frustration building up from the very little stimulation, “more y/n, please please”

you groan, hand halting on his ass, finger still buried deep, “I’m so lucky, huh? I've got a pretty boy begging for my fingers in him” it makes sohee eagerly nod, head bobbing up and down in the pillow. you push down on the small of his back, making him arch more as you insert the second finger.

you hear sohee’s breath stutter, a broken cry spilling from his parted lips, tears on the rims of his eyes. the way sohee moans your name has you all self control, scissoring and twisting your fingers in him and adding another right after, the younger’s body convulsing.

you watch the tears stream down sohee’s cheeks as his whole body shakes, three fingers pumping relentlessly inside him “n-ngh.. fuck y/n, right there!” that alone makes you throw your head back, a groan rumbling from deep in your chest, sohee does indeed sound heavenly when fingered.

It doesn't take much longer of constantly thrusting your fingers into the same spot until sohee’s writhing on your lap, a mantra of your name falling from his lips, “y/n.. y/n! I’m s-so close, please”

“come for me, baby” you say shakily, your arm slowly growing tired from fucking your fingers into him. It doesn't take long until sohee is screaming your name, his cock spurting ropes and ropes of cum untouched before his body ultimately limps on your lap.

you wait a couple minutes for sohee to calm down, breathing slowly coming back to normal, “don’t fall asleep on me now, pretty” you laugh, arm extending to grab at the sanitary wipes behind your chair to wipe at sohee’s now flaccid dick and your cum stained knee.

sohee giggles weakly, allowing himself to be dressed by you, his boxers and sweats neatly worn on him again. you help sohee up again, sitting on your lap facing you. the younger smiles at you, eyes crinkle into crescents. sohee leans to kiss your cheek, lips ghosting over your ear “thank you”

you smile wide, hands coming up to caress his hips, “of course, pretty” you flick your wrist after, reading your watch, “and you’ve got 10 minutes to spare” which makes sohee giggle, much smaller hands finding purchase on your pecs and pushing away with a playful smile. you chuckle at his antics before slapping his ass and opening the door “go”

and if you stay inside the car for another 15 minutes to jerk off, no one has to know!

𓏔 i. MASTERLIST 𓏔 ii. BACK 𓏔 iii. NEXT

synopsis! bored sohee decides that airdropping memes at his best friend's gig would be the best way to kill the boredom. much to his luck, the drummer of his best friend's band, who he's been crushing on for years, is the one that got his meme airdropped to.

author's note! the amnt of times I had to hit my vape while writing this is unreal. not my best work but yay smut! also I'll be out for a couple of hours so no update til then 😓 taglists still open!

taglist! @pinklemonade34 @luvkyu @naseobseob @kmusicreblogs @desafortuno @dontwannaexsist @onementally-unstabel-kid @kaijunodos @kaiyunsim @xavi-in-kpopland @prettybluei @gnusihcom @shuaeunie

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[sminiac]

Sohee’s hands are so pretty it’s incredibly devastating.

He would be so sweet to you whilst teaching him how to use his fingers, where to touch, how to, so compliant with your instruction, the length of the process overflowing with constant timid giggles to mitigate the tension in his own inhibitions, fearing that he might not be able to succeed in making you feel good- but even that sounds insignificant compared to what he really wants.

He wants more than to have you moaning from only the effort of his dick or his mouth, he sees how often you’re focused on the way his fingers move, whether they’re resting or he’s merely scratching at an itch on his face, your eyes are always following them, like a cat with string.

“Show me,” he’d simply suggest one day, cutting through the silence of the room so abruptly that you almost jump. Blinking cluelessly at him with a confused smile you ask, “Show you what ‘Hee?”

His tongue pokes out to run against his top lip, readjusting himself to be seated with his legs crossed over at his ankles, knees pressed into yours, “How you want me to use my hands with you. Properly.”

And you do, come to find out he’s quite the learner as he succeeds in making you reach your peak by the lone effort of his fingers, and he couldn’t be more ecstatic to find out that not everyone has the same capabilities as him. Teaching Sohee would be a benefit for his sake, added his egos too, but would come to be… unavoidable on your part, as now every chance he sees even the slightest opening in he goes for it, his hand separating your knees apart with an unexpected force when he comes back home from a rather long tedious schedule and just wants to play with your pussy, make you cum, hear the way you whine and squeak out short praises directly into his ear as he watches the way his fingers work under the thin fabric of your bottoms.

It’s something about not being able to see what he does, but seeing the affect he has on you by the expressions of your face.

Loves when your hand comes up to massage gently at his scalp, already aware of the stress that’s thick in his disposition without so much as a word, just silently allowing him to touch you, your movement on his head stilling once he’s pulled you into a mindless blanket of pleasure as two of his fingers slip into your cunt and start pumping without missing a beat, your fingers tightening, locking around the soft clumps of his hair, pulling him closer into you by your hold to press tender kisses to his cheek :(

“I love you”s shared as he brings you to your peak, and lots of eye contact, the type to make you smile by smiling at you because he just loves you so much.

With this new habit of his he’d certainly enjoy seeing how far he could take it without getting caught. You’re out to eat at a fancy restaurant with him and his members? His fingers are agile enough to slip under your skirt unnoticed, just missing the warm feeling of you wrapped around him, leaving his fingers stuffed inside of you as he talks so casually to the boys seated so closely to the two of you at the table. You wanted to go see that new movie at the cinema? He’s throwing his jacket over your legs and moving himself to your seat as close as possible so he can move your panties to the side underneath it without being suspicious, pretending to just cuddle as his ring finger and index keep you spread for him so his middle finger can play with you clit.

Also has a problem cuddling, because at any moment he’s pushing you onto your back or pulling your leg to rest over his just so he can get his fingers on you. One of his favorite things to do is when the both of you watch as he lazily fingers you, switching from fucking them into you to swiping at the small bunch of nerves, purposely making as much noise with his hands as possible just to see the way you shy away from him.

[muntitled]

Hi!! (this is the same anon that praised the magnificent work that was Picture Perfect.) i would like to make one itty bitty baby request. (now walk with me) imagine best friend!Sohee that's like low-key (🤫high-key) obsessed with you. he begrudgingly listens to you gush about the dates some guy (Seunghan, maybe? 👀) has taken you on. he constantly nitpicks the dates and points out anything remotely negative. until one day (dramatic pause), you casually tell him that you and that same guy (SEUNGHAN) had sex after your most recent date. a switch flips in Sohee and he's sooo pissed and yelling a lil bit. you're like "what the fuck?" and "hold on, Sohee's kinda… bites finger" at the same time. you guys end up having sex and it's FILTY (both physically and verbally.) flesh this out however you see fit. this literally came to me in a hazy vision (and only you can make it sound good 🙏🏾.)

What a spicy prompt. Never run out of ideas for me, please. I hope you like and so sorry for the wait <33

𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Summary: He just doesn't deserve to be the goofy best friend. It's not fair.

Warnings: Language, Roommates!AU, Best Friends To Lovers, Obsession, Perv!Sohee,Cheating Implications, Slight Angst, Jealousy, Smut +18 (Minors DNI), Masturbation, Panty stealing, Handjobs, Blowjobs, Needy!Sohee, Grinding, Humping, Nipple Play, Spitting, Degradation Kink, Praise Kink

This is unedited because it's 1am. We die like hot girls here. If this is bad and incoherent don't mention it I beg...

If there is ever a time, Sohee wishes the ground would open up and swallow him whole. It would be now. Anything to get him away from here and the horrible fucking situation he has stumbled into.

Sohee had walked into your shared living room comfortably, almost nonchalantly, with his head bowed and his voice as characterically cheerful as ever. The packaged videogame is still clenched in his palms.

"This was the last one!” he burst into the living room, voice charged with enthusiasm, “I had to sell my soul to get it but-" Sohee did not anticipate walking in on you and Seunghan sitting so cosily on the couch, nor did he feel even remotely comfortable with the sight.

Your eyes widen slightly as you push off a reluctant Seunghan who had been nuzzling in between your neck.

Sohee, who already wore his entire bleeding heart on his sleeve, allowed his smile to dim dismally.

"Oh-I,” Your mouth hung open in apparent shock, “Sohee!"

His mood plummets at the sight of you hurriedly pulling to fix the button of your oversized flannel. "I didn't think you'd be home so early," You're scrambling to pull your bra strap up. At least you had the gall to appear somewhat flustered and somewhat uncomfortable. Seunghan on the other hand, ever the quiet brood, keeps his hand on your exposed thigh, with his lips pursed tight.

"I-I'm sorry for interrupting-'' Sohee isn't sure why the apology even tumbles out of his lips but it does and it causes a very deep, scorching heat to wash across his features. "It's just..." Sohee twiddles the video game cover in hands, evading all eye contact as he begins, "I-I thought we said we'd be playing today. I rented the game and everything…" Sohee doesn't dare exchange a single glance with Seunghan as he swallows thickly, "And that's why you said I should get off work earlier."

The way your eyes expand and your hands fly to cup your mouth makes Sohee feel marginally better.

"That was today? Fuck! I'm so sorry, Hee,"

"No! Don't even stress! I should've found out if you had other plans- I'm sorry."

"Jesus, Sohee don't apologise!” You look thoroughly displeased with yourself, nothing at all like the unbothered expression on Seunghan's face as he leans his head against your shoulder, still splaying mindless kisses against your skin as if Sohee wasn't even there.

It is then that Sohee decides, with blistering conviction and a beating heart, that Seunghan just doesn't deserve you.

"You shouldn't be the one apologising." You say, beginning to push yourself up off the couch, "Here, I'll turn on the tv-"

"Do that and we'll end up missing the concert." Seunghan finally pipes up beside you, "They're front row seats, babe… c'mon"

Sohee is forced to watch as you visibly melt from another man's gaze alone. The way Seymour slithers his hand around your waist, pulling your gaze towards him while you comply like a good little girl.

Sohee tastes the bile rising in the back of his throat and swallows.

"Sohee's not gonna mind," Seunghan continues, before turning to finally spare Sohee a single diginifying gaze, "Right little man?"

Sohee could hardly even begin to exclaim that he was hardly little but instead, he swallows down his words, as he is so used to doing, and he quietly says, "If you don't go, I'll kill you myself,"

The conflicted expression across your face melts away like glaciers in the summertime and you're immediately engulfing your best friend in the most suffocating hug. He never dares move away. He doesn't even dare wrap his arms around you, because your front is pressed flush against his and the blood is already beginning to rush to his cock.

You were the very object of his every desire.

Having you so close was far too dangerous.

Sohee's eyes flutter open to see Seunghan's sharp, cat-like smile over your shoulder, immediately snapping him out of his trance, until he's detangling his limbs from yours.

Sohee spends that night, as has become custom of most of his nights; with his hand down his pants, his head thrown back against the headboard, and his eyes squeezed painfully shut.

He ruts mindlessly against his own hand; vyour panties wrapped around his aching shaft and he thinks back on hours before, when you had your arms wrapped around him. How secure he felt being held there. How right it felt having you locked against him like a puzzle piece.

"You're so pretty," he mewls into the empty open air, "You're just so pretty- fuck, you feel so good " His voice is hoarse and his limbs are shaking with the knowledge that your bedroom was right next door. Empty. Absolutely void of the warmth of your presence. "Can't help it, can't help it, can't help it,"

He doesn't dare imagine what you and Seunghan might have accomplished were he not to storm in on you. He doesn't even let the thought take any sort of shape in the chambers of his mind because that space was reserved for you and him alone and soon, Sohee is moaning into the open air, forcing his eyes open so he could watch his cum spurt onto your panties and for all of 10 euphoric seconds, he is in utter bliss.

"Did you hear anything I even said?"

"What?" He most certainly didn't hear anything you said. Far too caught up in stealing intermittent glances at your breasts practically spilling out of the bust of your sundress.

"I need to start charging your mom double," You narrow your eyes, "She pays me to hang out with you,"

Sohee pushes you sideways, nearly toppling you to the other side of the couch as he continues skating his fingers over the controller.

Through the open blinds, the night is deep and a gentle heavenly breeze flows over the little gaming den you and Sohee created since the peroration of your evening together. What was supposed to be a 'study session' quickly morphed into Sohee challenging you and your incredibly arduous pride to multiple rounds of a new videogame. You're not very good at the games but Sohee is more than comfortable withholding any unnecessary skill.

Just to make you feel like you're winning.

He'd do just about anything you wanted him to.

"I didn't even see how late it's gotten, fuck- Seunghan's gonna kill me."

The time has quite literally slipped past you both, and Sohee's stomach growls in stark affirmation. He ignores it though, pausing the game to inquire, "Who?"

"Seunghan," you say, pushing yourself up from the couch. Sohee could sense a stark impression of history repeating itself and he'll be damned if he lets it happen again.

"I forgot he invited me to go watch the fireworks.” You continue obliviously, “The show starts at midnight so I should be able to make it if I-"

"You're going out with some random guy that late at night?" The smile on Sohee's face is permanent but you can sense the apprehension in his voice. It causes you to stop your movements.

You're standing adjacent to him, with your hand hanging limply from your open bag, "He's not just some random guy, though," you hope the chuckle at the end of your sentence might alleviate what little bit of tension is beginning to stir in the air.

Sohee is quiet which is very unlike him. You have your eyes narrowed with scepticism which is very unlike you.

The entire world feels like it's about to be tipped on its axis.

"He's my boyfriend."

"Who else is going to be there?" Sohee's vicious line of questioning overlaps with your defence.

"I don't think that's any of your business..."

Sohee shrugs, with his permanent smile still etched on his face as he leans forward, elbows on his knees "Humor me,"

"Seunghan wanted me to meet his friends," You're not sure why you tell him but you do.

"Isn't it a little too soon to be meeting his friends?"

Your eyebrows immediately furrow as you advance in on him, "Sohee-"

He sits back and gazes up at you from his spot on the couch. "You haven't even had sex yet and you wanna meet his friends-"

"Actually we did sleep together." The lie tumbles out of your mouth faster than you can catch it and once the words are out there, taking it back is like putting toothpaste back into the bottle. Utterly impossible.

"You… what?" Sohee's sunshine smile begins to falter and it's only then that you think you might have made a very grave mistake.

"What are you talking about?" A gasp so small but so incredibly audible wrenches itself from your throat when he bolts up from the couch. Never did you think your best friend could ever exhibit any emotions besides a near constant state of joy. Seeing him so disturbed has you feeling disturbed and perhaps you wanted to step back, but his hand is locked firmly around your wrist.

"You let him..." Sohee breaks eye contact. The boy looks like his entire world is being flipped over, "No, you wouldn't..." he shakes his head. "He probably forced himself on you, didn't he?" Your eyes widen as you watch the boy you knew begin to spiral further and further. Deeper and deeper. "Fuck, I saw how pushy he was with you the other day and I didn't do anything-"

"Sohee. Seunghan didn't-"

His hands leave your wrist to cup the sides of your face, bringing your words to a startling halt in the back of your throat. His gaze is so intense, it's as if his big eyes have the power to break you apart.

"Tell me he did it." Sohee's voice is raising and your nerves are shot to hell, "You wanna tell me the only way you had sex with Seunghan was because he made you do it… but if that's not the case-" His voice comes down from his high crescendo as he says, "Then you were being a slut all on your own."

This was not the time for you to be having even the vaguest of obscene thoughts, but your best friend of endless years has just called you a slut with such genuine conviction and his words had travelled straight to your clit. A deep warmth descends over your face, perhaps from being scolded by him so cruelly. By someone you wouldn't think even has the capabilities of speaking up in a dense crowd.

Your legs nearly give out under you, and when Sohee does a very daring thing, when he lowers his face in between your neck just as he'd seen Seunghan do, you nearly topple all the way to the ground.

Nearly.

"Tell me you didn't do anything," he pouts as his lips skim against your sensitive skin. You have no idea what to do with your hands, your arms, your face or your feet and so you let him nuzzle his nose into you, while your heart beats erratically.

"Tell me you weren't being a little slut-"

"F-Fuck Sohee," the moan that's slips past your lips surprises you both. And Sohee is quick to pull away from you as if your skin caught fire. His eyes are wide and they only grow wider when they meet your heavy lidded gaze. Completely overturned with lust.

What the hell did he just do?

"F-Fuck, I'm s-sorry, I-" But you're already pressing your lips against his, your arms finding purchase over his shoulders and pulling him impossibly closer. Sohee immediately whimpers against your lips while his hands sink into the softness of your curves. It's a rabid, fierce kiss that has Sohee pushing his tongue in prematurely. You find yourself not minding all that much. In fact, his eagerness only succeeds in getting you even wetter than you already were.

"Fuck, I need you so bad-" The words flowing from your mouth are music to his very ears. When you pull away, Sohee's face is bathed in red.

"You can't say stuff like that," he whispers before reattaching his lips to the side of your mouth. Now that he had you, he'd be damned if he let you get away. He'd be damned if he didn't mark up every single bit of skin available to him.

"Don't stop," your hands find purchase in his short, dyed hair before mindlessly pushing the boy back onto the couch.

He watches with swollen, open lips as you crawl up into his lap, your sundress gathering at your hips as you straddle him.

Sohee looks down and catches the faintest glimpse of your lace underwear before immediately looking back up, as if he were looking at something he was not supposed to see. Beside his naivete being so incredibly cute, it awakens a burning warmth in the pit of your stomach that only makes you needier for him.

"Look at me, Sohee," You whisper as you splay gentle kisses across his collarbone. "You need to look at me," hesitantly, Sohee's eyes drag their way to you, just in time to watch you lift the dress up over your head. His lungs are vacuumed shut and Sohee's fingers sink painfully into your ample thigh straddling his hips as you discard the dress and your bra over your shoulder.

"This can't be real," Sohee whispers when you lift his hand to place it gently against your breasts and their puckered nipples. He immediately readjusts himself underneath you. A deeply embarrassing attempt at hiding the way his hips buck up against your core.

His neediness spurs on your arousal.

You tip your head back when you pull Sohee's head against your breasts. His lips latch onto your nipples and a dazzling, choked moan runs out of your throat. The most beautiful fucking sound he's ever heard.

"Sohee-oh my God," You're grinding mindlessly against his stiff bulge while he sucks fervently, caught in the throes of your own pleasure.

"Oh-God, you're gonna make me cum-" Your quiet moans only spur him on, and Sohee brings his other hand up to tweak your other nipple as he continues to suck while you rut against him. His cock is leaking precum and his limbs are shaking from trying by all means to stop himself from cumming before you do. When you slip into your orgasm you scream his name. Not Seunghan's, or anyone else's...

He couldn't even begin to describe it. Watching you come down from you high, flushed and chest rising and falling, felt like a fucking priveledge.

"I lied," you slip out, "I didn't have sex with Seunghan." You crawl up off his lap slowly and Seunghan's narrowed eyes follow you with scepticism. "I know- it was stupid and I just felt like you were judging me and-"

"Oh my fucking God, don't ever do that again!" Sohee places a hand on his heart as he physically deflates. Unbeknownst to him, the sneakiest smile flits it's away across your face.

"It's almost like you were jealous or something?" Between the teasing tone in your voice and the fact that you were kneeling right in front of him, rubbing against his sweater clad thigh, Sohee did not know where to place his focus. He felt himself slipping into that very needy state right before your eyes, and you were all too pleased to watch it happen.

"I wasn't..." his words ebb away into a wavering exhale when you bring your hand to the waistband of his sweats, politely urging them down just enough to place your hand over the rock hard bulge in his pants. He still hasn't cum yet and he's all too aware of it now.

"I wasn't-"

"What was that?" You're kneeling in front of him now. Dipping your head down as if you would dare let your mouth make contact.

"I wasnt jealous- F-FUCK,"

You had done quick work of pulling his cock out, letting Sohee roll his head back, careful to still keep his half lidded eyes on you.

He watches with bated breath and a helplessly pained expression as you bow your head over his shaft and spit.

"Oh my God," the second your spit connects your mouth to the head of his cock he's absolutely done for; rolling his hips up intermittently, hoping for at least the faintest bit of friction again.

"Please, please, please-" His voice breaks in between his begging and your smile only widens, "I've w-waited for so long?"

"You've thought about me like this?" You cock your head to the side as you begin to pump Sohee's cock ever so slowly. "You've been having bad thoughts about me, Sohee?"

"F-Fu- c-could you just-" He attempts to lift his hips up, guiding his glistening cock through the palm of your hand but you don't budge.

"So you were jealous then?" Sohee visibly deflates at the egotistical conviction in your voice.

You wanted to make him say it.

"Just admit that-"

"I was jealous, Okay! Fuck- I thought you could already tell!" He whines, motioning down at his aching cock leaking precum. His head rolls backwards when you resume your stroking and pick up the pace. "G-God, I've wanted you f-or so long," he can barely keep his words in his mouth and the words that do slip out, are sloppy and messy.

Sohee runs his hand through his hair as he watches you bow your head over his lap. He is utterly transfixed. So transfixed he doesn't even register that his mouth is hanging open, his tongue lolling out slightly. "D-Dont-"

His cock twitches the second your mouth encloses around the head of his cock and he's pushing you down by your head, eliciting a surprising yelp from you. "m'Sorry! m'so, so sorry, you just feel so good," Sohee clenches his teeth as he rams his cock into your mouth, and you take all of him. You take him so fucking well.

"Where can I cum?!" He manages to ask in a strained, tense voice and you lift your head like lightning, still furiously stroking his cock.

"Wherever you want."

His eyes shoot to the back of your skull and Sohee only manages to quickly reply, "O-On your tits," before you're pressing your boobs together, allowing him to shoot his load all over your chest. He tries to keep his eyes open, he really does. But the little he's able to see before the pleasure takes over him completely is enough for Sohee to replay in his mind for decades.

"O-h my God," he exhales, before finally slumping back in his seat, "F-Fuck,"

You stare down at the mess he's made all over your chest, quickly promoting Sohee to do the same...

"Uh- I'm sorry-"

"Apologise one last time and you won't get to cum next time."

Sohee swallows thickly. Those two words ring louder in his ear than anything else you said: Next time.

[tsandoll]

IM PMSL LAUGHING AT THIS VIDEO (LINK) but who in riize😭😭😭😭

FUCKKSHSJS THIS SHIT IS SO FUNNY 😭😭 but soheeee 😧 tell me u couldn't see him keeping himself double occupied during sex like he's literally fucking you,, and the clumsiness of it, the fact that he keeps dropping it just makes me think of sohee even more,,, but also of anton idk it's both of them to me IDK IDK like they're both so silly, they have the balance of silly and sexy during sex,, pure desperation and lust with a little bit of fun

[kpopscruggles]

I beg of u i just need anything thats sohee rn bro😕😞

Sohee Thoughts

Ooooenejnsjd I got you, cause I gotta spill some things cause tbh he’s been on my mind!!!

Petition for more Sohee asks

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So i was thinking the other day and he strikes me as the guy who loves handjobs (everyone does but he likes it a certain way).

He loved it when your stroking his cock, yiur lips on his neck (this man is gonna have the smile of a lifetime Fr Fr) I can also see you guys are are in the back of a friends car and you secretly giving him one.

The reason he likes it also is because he loves when you talk him through a orgasm, this man is a slut for anything vocal. No matter if it’s talking him through it, praising him, or even him telling you how good you are to him…you name it he’s going nuts.

“Your doing so baby~ fuck hold it thought…your g-gonna make me cum!”

I think he’s also into ice play, I think it would accrue one day when you guys are in the heat, he’s eating ice (he a ice chewer ik it) and he just decided to make out with you, the cold water and ice running in your mouths and dripping down your chin. That leads to him them placing an ice cube on your nipple for fun.

“Cold isn’t it? But your nipples look so pretty when they get hard”

He also like reverse cowgirl and he also gonna hit it from the back with that hat on, just so you know. Just a random thing I wanna throw out there and I can also see him being the guy that might eat your ass every blue moon.

[dollmini]

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚ dollmini blog open

⟢ introduction

hi! i’m jaye, but any names, nicknames, or pet names are okay. i’m 22 years old (2001), from the united states, and i have been a writer for over 10 years. i took a break for a few years, but now i’m back and (hopefully) better than ever.

my biases are anton (riize) and taesan (boynextdoor).

⟢ blog information

this blog is nsfw, 18+ only. every piece of writing will contain smut. strictly minors do not interact. minors and accounts who are suspected to be minors will be blocked.

i currently write for boynextdoor legal line and riize. occasionally, i may post a piece for a member of any group i stan, which will be categorized under the miscellaneous portion of my masterlist.

i write dom!member, sub!member, and a plethora of kinks. to find out what i don’t write, please refer to this link. everything else is fair game, but you are always free to ask if you are unsure.

don’t be shy to come talk to me! i love making friends and my ask box will mostly always be open to chat. mutuals can also dm me at any time.

p.s. i follow from @kkurokitty

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hong seunghan x reader ft.sohee

perv!sohee who has a secret crush on his bestriends girlfriend. he knows its wrong, but you were just so pretty.

🎀 cw. smut 18+ MDNI , fem!reader , voyeurism , exhibitionism , there’s not any talk about protection so that can be up to you , rough sex , pussy slapping , squirting (?? its hinted) , sohee just watches y/n get fucked lol. real nasty stuff

⭐️ wc.1.9k

seunghan knew about sohees little crush on you, but he knew his friend wouldn’t try to do anything with you. and seunghan knew that you wouldn’t go after sohee, even if the boy was cute. you were a loyal girl, and he concluded that sohee wasn’t even your type after seeing the guys you dated before him.

another reason why seunghan wasn’t worried, was because he fucked you like no other man has. and that's how sohee found himself in the situation he was in now.

he had gotten off work a bit earlier than usual, and he was on his way back to his apartment. he texted seunghan to see if he was home, but no response. he didn’t think too much of it though, he usually had his phone on dnd and it wasn’t a big deal if he didn’t get a text back.

stepping inside of his shared apartment, his ears were instantly filled with the sound of moans filling the unit. he stopped dead in his tracks, scanning his surroundings to make sure he wouldn’t walk into anything in the common areas. after taking his shoes off and quietly walking further into the apartment, he concluded that it was coming from seunghans room.

he took small steps down the hallway, not wanting the two of you to hear him. it wasn’t a surprise that you two were having sex, it would be a surprise if you two weren’t having sex. every time you came over, sohee would be able to hear your moans through the apartment. even if you were being ‘quiet’ , the way his room was just the door next to seunghans so he could hear you even if it was muffled. he would never bring it up though, and if you or seunghan asked if it was an issue sohee would just say he couldn’t hear or that he had his headphones in.

but that was never the case. he always listened. sometimes he would listen from his room, sometimes he would lean on the door to be able to hear you clearly.

and since you were under the impression that sohee wasn’t home, there was no holding back. when he got closer to the door, he realized that it wasn’t fully closed. it was just enough for him to be able to see through without being noticed at a first glance. he might have listened into you guys fucking, but he’s never seen you two in action. he should just turn around, go into his room as quiet as he can and listen in like usual, but he doesn’t.

he gets a bit closer to the crack in the door, and he can get a full view of you both on the bed. seunghan was behind you, both of your bodies facing the door while he fucked you from behind.

sohee could feel his cock throb in his pants while he watched, knowing he should be looking away. but he couldn’t, he’s always wanted to see you like this. his hand reaches into his pants, palming himself through his boxers. he sighs, the straining in his groin starting to subside.

you were a blubbering mess. seunghan had one hand holding your arms behind your back while his other hand held your head against the bed. the makeup you had on running down your face and staining the sheets, and every word you tried to get out was incoherent.

it was something he’d never seen before. the way he manhandled you was something out of a porno. sohee wasn't a virgin, but he wasn’t very experienced, and he definitely wasn’t having sex like this.

“s-seunghan” strings of his name and various profanities leave your lips, the sound of his hips colliding with your ass repeatedly.

sohee finally reached through his boxers now to grab his cock, a whimper leaving his lips before he could catch himself. he was praying that it wasn't loud, but the fear of getting caught wasn’t enough for him to hide.

little did sohee know, he was caught. before sohee made his quiet trail down the hall, seunghan knew the slight sounds of the front door opening and closing. seunghan didn’t care about getting caught fucking you, taking pride in making you feel good and he thought sohee would just go in to his room and act like normal. but then he remembered he hadn’t fully closed the door. so while he was flipping your position, his eyes peered to the door that was ¾ closed and he could see the figure of sohee standing there. not like you would have noticed, seunghan pressing your face into the bed and fucking you to the point you could barely keep your eyes open.

seunghan would be lying if he said this didn’t spur him on more, giving him the stamina to fuck you harder and put on a show for his unexpected audience. if sohee wanted to watch you two fuck, then that’s what he’s going to get.

sohee had to be in a dream. there was no way that this was how you got fucked, so helpless and dumbed down. you carried yourself pretty strongly outside of the bedroom, so he would never guess that you could be so submissive. his hand was moving to the pace of seunghans hips, occasionally squeezing himself to mimic the feeling of a pussy clenching around him. he imagined it was yours, imagined that he was the one in place of seunghan. he wished he was the one who got to have you like that, to give you pleasure and to use your body for his own. he tucked his bottom lip into his mouth, biting down onto the flesh to keep himself from moaning out loud.

“you’re taking my cock so well, princess. you like it when i fuck you like this huh?” he leans over you, hand letting go of your arms so he could hold himself up. he was right in your ear now, his tone letting you know the question wasn’t rhetorical and he expected your response.

“mhm! love it so much hannie” you whine, pressing your hips back. his cock pressing deep inside you creating a delicious amount of pressure.

sohees vision was getting blurry, even if he was pumping his cock at the same unforgiving pace seunghan was hammering his own into your cunt, he still felt that painful ache ven if he felt like he could just cum from looking at the scene in front of him.

seunghan lifts himself back up, hand that held himself up moving to your bicep, pulling your body up with his. he held you up by the base of your throat, other hand on your waist while he pressed his chest into your back. your skin ran cold from the new position despite the absolute fire you felt between your legs.

the hand that was sinking into your hip was now traveling down to find your clit, and you let out a choked out sob at the contact to the throbbing bud.

“fuck, h-hannie,” your hand struggling to grasp onto the boys wrist to stop the abuse to your clit. he takes his fingers off you for a second, just to swat your hand away and then he’s giving a sharp slap to your clit which forces another choked sob to come out of you.

“stop fighting and take it, princess” the words he spoke in your ear were like venom, laced with that sweet voice of his. you opened your eyes as much as you could, struggling to keep up with the way seunghan was handling you. your eyes scanned the room through hooded eyes, and that’s when you saw the figure of sohee staring through the door with his hand in his pants.

eyes now fully open, you squeeze hard on the hand seunghan had on your neck, trying to get his attention. “seunghan, the door” you hold onto him, words coming out so quiet you wouldn’t be surprised if he couldn’t hear you.

“mhm, what about it?” he doesn’t even care, continuing to fuck you while he talks for only you to hear.

you squeeze his hand. “s- ngh- sohees home. the door-”

“don’t let him stop you baby. let him see how good i fuck you” his hand moves up further up your throat, squeezing slightly making your eyes roll back “bet it’s turning you on being watched,” your eyes move back to the door, sohee was still there. his lips parted slightly while he jerks himself off. how long has he been there for? how long did seunghan know?

“feel you clenching around me, you like being watched, huh?” he teases in your ear, biting down on the lobe slightly before he squeezes his fingers around your throat again. “shit, im gonna cum baby” with a few more hard thrusts, he cums, hips stilling as he groans in your ear. he holds you in place for a moment, catching his breath.

he lets go of your throat and removes his fingers from your clit, pushing your body back onto the bed and you immediately grab the sheets under you, trembling as he slides out of you and flips you over. you can see him now, and he has a new look in his eye that he doesn’t have normally, it’s darker, like he was plotting something.

sohee was frozen, not even touching himself anymore but just watching. he has his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, holding it tightly as he took in everything in front of him. seunghan opened your legs, trailing his fingers all across your body but not giving you anything, just watching as your body melts into his touch.

his fingers are back on your clit, and you writhe under his touch. he spreads your folds open with his other hand, the feeling making you bite back a scream. your hand reaches for his again, and he shoves your hand away, and then another slap to your clit. “you’re doing sohee a favor, you know. poor boy never gets to fuck, he just jerks off in his room every night wishing he could fuck this pretty pussy, he doesn’t even know how much of a slut you are,”

sohee whimpers, humiliated by the fact that seunghan had caught on to his little secret crush on you, and how he just exposed said secret to you.

“oh my god” you whine, you want to cum so bad, the release you craved so close but so far, seunghan making sure he gave you enough to keep you on edge but not enough for you to tip over. you didn’t even care about who was watching anymore, you just wanted to cum. he slaps your clit again, and again, and again, until you're shaking and begging him to stop. it was too much, your clit was numb and throbbing and your cunt was aching with need.

“show sohee how you cum for me, baby.” two fingers plunging into you, curling to hit that sensitive spot to get you to your peak. his palm grazing your clit with each thrust, and you were grabbing onto his forearm, fingernails digging into the skin as you finally reached your peak.

you covered your mouth as a strangled sob was ripped from your throat, gushing around seunghans hand while he praised you, strings of good girl and there you go coming out as he brought you down from your high.

the both of you turned to the door, only to see that it had been shut. sohee had went back to his room quietly, humping his hand until he came all over his shirt.

there was no way he would be able to face you again after this.

A/N: i hope you guys liked this one! i’ve been procrastinating finishing this for a week lol but i’m glad i finally finished it. more coming soon! thank you guys so much for 200 followers btw 🥹 i appreciate it so much

[euseokz]

@ sohee — i’ve been wanting you for so long, how could i say no when you finally feel the same way ? . cws : unprotected sex . creampie . oral (f) - only one mention . wc : 1.4k+ . genre : smut

a/n : this might actually be my favorite thing i’ve written so far i swear 😭 i also 100% blame @dearmyouth for this, thank you for giving me the sohee brainrot i finally get the hype 🙌🏻

BEST-FRIEND! SOHEE who has never been particularly good at hiding his attraction towards you.

it wasn’t like he ever acted on it or made you feel uncomfortable because of it, all the glances he took up and down your body discrete enough, and any riskier touches he dared somehow always safe enough to still be passed as coming from a friend who just happened to be a bit clingier. you were pretty close after all, so no one ever suspected a thing — however, you did notice those small details, to you they were pretty obvious at least.

you knew how sohee looked at his other friends, and you also knew how he looked at the girls he found attractive, and his gaze towards you somehow always seemed to lean more towards the latter. you also knew that even on his clingiest days he was never as clingy as he always seemed to be when it came to you, especially when you two were alone. you had always known he liked you, and assumed it was just a small crush at most, so you never cared, thinking it would eventually go away, that he’d get tired of it and move on.

apparently though, that wouldn’t be the case.

over time sohee seemed to get more desperate. he was still never disrespectful, but you could see his slip ups, how he’d make comments that had a double meaning without noticing, ending up blushing and getting a bit awkward when he did process his words, or how he’d reach out to hold your hand or hug you when he had never seemed all that inclined towards that sort of more intimate gesture in the first place. it was getting to be too much, and what you thought would be something temporary, was very quickly proving itself to be quite the opposite. you almost felt bad for sohee, because you could see how guilty he felt over the whole thing, and you thought that was endearing, how he valued your friendship enough to not wanna risk losing it over his own feelings.

maybe all he needed was a little sign, something that would let him know that maybe you weren’t so against exploring a romantic relationship with him after all — so you gave him just that, asking him if he wanted to kiss you one night when you found yourselves all alone in his apartment, the tv screen the only thing lightning up the living room as you both talked to each other, barely paying attention to whatever was paying.

even in the dim-lighted room you could see how sohee’s eyes kept darting towards your lips when you spoke, how his own stayed parted whenever he didn’t chew on them anxiously. how his hands seemed to seek yours, inching closer to you under the wide blanket you shared only to snap back to his lap when he noticed what he was doing. you thought you could also see a faint blush adorn his cheeks up to the tip of his ears, and as if that wasn’t enough motivation for you to want to tease him a bit, you eventually noticed the small tent forming on his crotch once the topic of your conversation turned to one ever so slightly spicier — that truly being the last drop, the last reason you needed to ask him if he wanted to kiss you.

sohee stumbled on his words when the question left your mouth, and you could almost see the gears turning inside his head, temptation and lust very clearly starting to cloud his judgment as he looked at you, eyes focused on yours. he did utter out a small “yeah” though, immediately taking the first step and guiding you to lay down on the couch, going to hover over you, his face mere centimeters away from yours. you could also see the last bits of self-restraint leaving his body when he asked you if you were sure, and as soon as you said “yes”, he was on you, his lips ravaging yours as if he had been dreaming of that moment for years (which, all things considered, he had).

sohee’s touch could only be described as curious and desperate at that moment. his kiss was needy, thirsty, tasting every bit of you he could and damn near begging for more when he felt you pull away for a breath of air. both your lips were red and shiny after the first round, the seconds you spent in silence being occupied by your eyes locked on each other, as if you were having a silent conversation, wordlessly agreeing that a kiss, although nice, wasn’t enough.

when he leaned down again, sohee kept up the energy. his lips pressed into yours frantically, his teeth even clanking against yours and his tongue reaching to explore every bit of you it could. this time though his hands didn’t stay politely by your sides, instead traveling up and down your body, sneaking under your shirt and feeling up directly against your skin, smiling against your lips because of the small trail of goosebumps his cold fingers left behind. somewhere along the way, between a lot of kissing and small, shy moans being shared, you finally found yourselves naked, distinct piles of clothes scattered around the dark living room’s floor and your bodies back on the couch, sohee sitting down in the middle of it with his legs spread while you were on top of him, slowing lowering yourself on his cock. you were absolutely soaked — he had made sure of that by making you cum on his tongue once before — and his dick was as hard as it had ever been, his erection painful if he was being honest, fat beads of pre-cum slipping past his slit and dampening his pink tip, leaving a shiny trail from it down to his base.

once you had finally pushed all of sohee into your heat, you both sighed in relief — said relief being short-lived because your combined desperation quickly kicked in, leaving you both eager for more. you started moving up and down on sohee’s lap, his hands resting at your waist, helping guide you, while loud lewd sounds spread across the room, your moans shameless and the sticky sound of your slick mixing with his pre-cum as your hips hit against sohee’s didn’t help in any way. you didn’t care though, already too overtaken by your own arousals, only focused on each other, on how you felt.

sohee filled you up perfectly, as if his cock had been made for your cunt, his tip hitting the perfect spot when he bottomed out, making you mewl his name, asking for more — and because he could never say no to you, sohee stopped you for a second just so he could flip you both, changing position so you laid on the couch and he was on top of you, your legs circled around his waist tightly and his chest pressed flush against yours, one of his arms laced around your waist while his other hand had it’s fingers digging into one of your thighs. your bodies were glued to each other, so up-close you swore you had never been as pressed up against another person. you felt every single one of sohee’s movements — felt his abdomen tense when he pistoned his hips into yours, his thighs tense with every thrust, even how uneven his breath was because of the way his chest moved up and down. it was personal, as intimate as sex could be, and you weren’t sure you would be able to live without it now that you had experienced it.

sohee kept going, moving in and out of you swiftly and whispering small nothings against your neck, telling you how pretty you were, how good you felt, how badly he had been wanting this. he was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice his orgasm approaching, only taking note when it was too late and his dick was twitching inside your pussy, filling you up with cum to the brim. you didn’t mind though, and although the feeling of his seed spilling into you brought sohee out of his trance almost immediately, barely even able to enjoy his orgasm out of worriedness, it only heightened your pleasure, his high triggering yours as you came around him, plush walls pulsing around his cock and milking him dry, creaming around his girth as you screamed his name. seeing your state made sohee get back into it, his apprehensiveness lasting nothing more than a few seconds as he continued with his movements, thrusting into you now at a slower pace, letting you both catch your breath while you calmed down.

it all felt a bit surreal, how sudden everything seemed to have happened and most of all how good it all felt, but you knew that wouldn’t be the last time you’d experience it — you’d make sure it wasn’t.

[dominjeong]

like i wanna eat sohee’s ass :(((((( UGH NEED TO WRITE SUBBY RIIZE FICS </333

[lunicho]

how riize tells you they want to fuck you 🫨?!

(send riize asks to @angeltsan)

shotaro: i feel like he's rlly giggly and clingy when he's needy, like he'd pull u close and keep kissing u until u ask what he's up to and he'd giggle before telling u how bad he wants u <;3

eunseok: he's pretty straight forward with it but he'll cater his words towards u a bit more. instead of saying he's horny he'll tell u "wanna make u feel good, wanna see u take my cock" things like that.

sungchan: he's really straight forward, no shame about it at awl (not that he should be). he'll just straight up tell u he's horny and he'll start touching u, like grabbing ur ass and kiss u,,

wonbin: he'll be kinda clingy with u but he's not one to use his words much,, he'd just press against u while hugging u from behind or smth so u can feel his erection pressing against u

seunghan: he's soo touchy in general but when he's needy he'll slightly put his hands under ur shirt or in the waistband of ur pants,, he'll be pretty obvious with it

sohee: definitely doesn't use his words, he's the type to wordlessly hump u and rut against u, letting out small cute whimpers <3

anton: nobody's surprised, he also doesn't say it straight up. he kinda follows u around and stares at u when u walk away from him. he'd just fiddle with the bottom of ur shirt or keep adjusting his pants and he'll kinda just be like a lost puppy. and when u ask him what's wrong he'll be Silent he won't even wanna tell u when u give him the opportunity 😭

[taojjang]

★ riize and their kinks

pairing: bf!riize x fem!reader, genre: suggestive + smut, warnings: sexual themes, dacryphilia, humiliation, degrading, bondage, cum play (?)

shotaro . . . loves seeing you cry.

something about the trails of tears down your cheeks and the weak sobs that leave your lips drives him insane. he strives to make you feel so good to the point of sobbing while he's working into you. he loves making you beg for him to go easier on you, crying for mercy. or even better,

crying for more.

eunseok . . . loves seeing the glint of shame in your eyes when he's touching you.

something about the way you hide against his chest with pink cheeks after he tells his friends how good you taste is so adorable. so adorable that he'd do anything to see it again. in public outings or social gatherings, he likes to trail his fingers up your thighs and watch your eyes dart to him with heat rising to your face. in dire situations, he'd sneak his hand up your skirt and run his finger over the damp spot in your panties, watching you squirm beneath his touch, holding back shaky moans.

you're just too adorable.

sungchan . . . loves how easily you fit into his grip.

at first, he'd always feel guilty for getting hard when you were so eager to hug him, wrapping your arms around his neck and standing on your tippy toes to reach his shoulders. but how could he remain calm when all he could think of was pinning your small hands above your head while driving into you? he especially loves how snug he fits inside of you, loving the way your eyes light up when he says, "you take me so well, princess."

he knew your body was made for him.

wonbin . . . loves seeing the darkness in your eyes as you ride him.

the knot in his stomach always seems to tighten whenever your grip on his hair tightens, pulling his head up to face you, spewing dirty words at him. "you're a fucking mess for me, wonbin." you'd tease, laughing at his ruined appearance. he'll always be a loser for you; melting under your touch, waiting for your next commands.

he's all yours.

seunghan . . . loves the little smile on your face when he calls you a good girl.

he's always been nothing but sweet to you throughout your entire relationship, giving you soothing kisses of sweet reassurance at any given chance. but he'd treat you especially well in bed. at times, he'd get a little too carried away when you give him full possession of your body, tugging on you harder than usual or biting your neck hard enough to leave marks. but none of that mattered when he's whispering sweet shushes into your ear. "you're such a sweet girl.. you treat me so well, angel." he'd whisper, earning sweet moans from you.

you're his angel, and he works endlessly to prove it.

sohee . . . loves the sight of you bound beneath him.

sohee loves when you take charge, leaning him down on the bed, using him to your heart's content. but something about the helpless look in your eyes as gentle "please"s leave your lips while he's tying you to the bed is so intoxicating. his heart can't seem to relax as he watches your restless squirms in the grasp of the ropes around your arms and chest. he could spend hours taking in your beauty; the way the ropes enhance the plumpness of your tits in its grip, the way your hips slightly rock at the sensation of the rope hovering above your clit, and of course those adorable eyes that look up at him, begging for his touch.

he loves knowing you need him.

anton . . . loves marking you, painting you as his.

he gets weak in the knees when he thinks of being deep inside you, painting your insides with his seed. anton will not think twice before cumming onto you, anywhere and everywhere. when you're on your knees taking him in your throat, he can't help but pull out and watch your eyes squeeze shut as his warmth spills down your pretty face. or when you're extra needy in public, asking him to meet you in the bathroom for an "emergency," pounding into you against the stall door, making sure every spare drop stays inside of you to avoid making a mess. he grins, walking out of that bathroom knowing his cum is dripping from your messy cunt.

he loves making a mess out of you.

[sminiac]

sohee has been looking a little TEW good lately and i need someone to write SOMETHING pls any hard thoughts u can think of <33

🪽(if that isnt alr taken)

💌 — anon you just get it 🤭, i gotchu :b

Warnings — Smut focused, MDNI.

Sohee having this natural cuteness to him must make him feel like it’s both a blessing and yet simultaneously a curse, so this definitely made him an automatic target when ‘Talk Saxy’ was first introduced, because that big adorable grin that he can’t quite keep subdued and his dulcet pitch of voice doesn’t exactly scream sexy.

It was apparent to him that he’d need to somehow work at embodying this feeling for the sake of his own satisfaction, and I think that throughout his contemplation on how he could possibly emanate this side of himself that he’s never indulged in before without it being overly dramatic or not quite enough, his only plausible conclusion always circled right back to the idea of inquiring you about it. How he could make it authentic, make it his.

And sure, yk maybe he could’ve asked Seunghan, or even Wonbin who exuded the energy he’s chasing after all too naturally, but this was one hell of an excuse to get you in the same room as him. Alone. How could he have passed that up???

He’d be so shy, and patient, and yet strained when asking if you’d be the one to help him with his… problem, but quickly became very red in the face, those uncontainable feelings of excitement bubbling up once you agreed that you’d be the one to help him, and once he’s got you in your bed, not even a thin shield of clothes separating the two of you, he starts to see the appeal of what his members seemed to pick up on faster than he could.

His smile would have this shift of sharpness to it, prompted by a more foreign sense when his eyes are repeatedly running up and down the sight of you, naked, open, welcoming just for him.

Best believe that first push in is all he needs to revive that confidence within himself, because he’s got his favourite girl below him swallowing in his cock, gasping out his name in a hasty shock as your nails drag marks into his back that couldn’t possibly be covered up with any makeup the stylists have to offer.

He’d be so sweet too, so thankful for you, that you’re so willing to do this for him:( he’d do his best to make it as much about you as it is about him, his warm hand flattening against the back of your thigh so he can push it up, searching for an angle that’ll have him running even deeper into you, searching for that pressure that has your nails digging into his arms.

He’s def the type to have his mouth subconsciously open, jaw slack, saliva dripping because he’s just too lost in the pleasure that you’re all he’s focused on, babbling a mess of “Baby—! Babybaby, please!” And “Your— pussy, fuck, who else could compete with you? ‘M jus’ all yours, Mmphff— All yours!”

Makes the prettiest faces, the prettiest sounds ugh!!! And he makes sure to let you know how appreciative he is of you with his mouth, and he’s messy, and loud, loves being as loud as he can for you, especially when he’s got his lips sucking your clit into his mouth, tongue poking out to flick against it. He’s just so😡😡

The next day when they’re running through the choreography this guys receiving all of the compliments that exist, his members even think that he’s a little too in touch with this side of himself today that they start to question how it was to even come about??? I mean, he was literally struggling so bad the day before, but now he’s kicking into his more sexy side within seconds?

It all makes sense when you arrive to practice, because the looks Sohee gives you aren’t all that subtle, maybe that’s what the two of you need to work on tonight because Anton’s starting to not care about the grimaces that flash across his face whenever Sohee’s hand moves a little too closely to your ass.