#like biting and bruises and hickeys :woozy:

[wh0lemilk0vich]

misha rhat was ssooo good !!

i have this image in my head of eddie letting steve’s blood drip down his chest like if he bit his neck or shoulder, restraining himself until it dribbles down his soft pecs and belly before licking fat wet stripes up to get all the blood hhnnnggghhh

or maybe because eddie gets him into a nice subspace, woozy and lightheaded from the blood loss that steve will sort of just eat anything that’s put in front of him, trying to be good for eddie, whilst the latter bites and sucks and just HRUSHIAHDJHD

eddie is just so fucking obsessed with his stevie, so possessive and overwhelmed by him. i cna imagine them hanging out with the party before this wave of bloodlust and adoration comes over him, dragging steve off to the bathroom to feed and come in his pants. he’s so so enamoured with his curves and how he looks in his stretchy jeans that frame his ass and hug his hips so fucking perfectly, how when steve sits he can see his round belly sit on his thighs, his lap, how when he reaches you can see bites and hickeys.

despite being generally submissive steve loves the power he has over eddie, knowing that anything and everything he does sets ed off

idk i have so many ideas about vamp chubby chaser eddie and chubby brat stevie but i don’t know how to express or format it well hahaha

i enjoy just bouncing ideas back and forth with you though! 🪱

Ahhhh I'm screaming internally at the thought of bite marks and hickeys and bruises all over Steve!!! The perils of a vampire boyfriend with an oral fixation.

Yes wormie you are sooooo right about the stretch. Obviously he's going to have tum showing and there are purple tender marks low on his belly, at the softest parts, but also his hips, and you can see them peeking out below his short shorts on his inner thighs, or if his collar got pulled down or if he wore a shirt with the top buttons undone imagine his *d e c o l l e t a g e* (lol my favorite word, I love chubby boys with boobies) all the scattered bruises and bites.

I love the image of Eddie dragging Steve away to the bathroom sloppy making out, turning into feeding, turning into worshipping Steve's body while he's all woozy and heady, turning into a sloppy bj while he furiously fists his own cock. Never stopping, never needing a break, just swallowing Steve over and over again until he spills over with a cute strangled moan trying not to be so obvious (even though they couldn't be more obvious)

Eddie feeding Steve his blood too, cause he knows that does a number on mortals. And then getting him a bunch of snacks and some juice. Steve may look pale, but he'd be blushing fiercely.

Wormie please send more 😭

[animutate]

im still recovering from something that happened yesterday so i get to post about how much i want to kiss a fictional man

[hey dont read the tags theyre embarrassing as fuck]

[onmykneesforhotdilfs]

Pleasure

Author's note: by now I think you all know it's a sparxshipping piece. And yeah, as usual, there's SMUT.

They stumbled into the room blindly, almost tripping over the carpet and different pisces of furniture and he had to support them with his hand on a wall, so they wouldn't fall and break their necks. The kiss they were engaged in was hot, steamy and practically filthy but neither of them cared at the moment. The fumbled in the dark some more until Valtor decided to turn the tables and make things easier for them by pressing Bloom into the wall. The speed with which he spun her around was dizzying but at the moment she felt that she could care less and that she didn't care as long as his tongue kept doing that.

His teeth kept nipping on her lower lip and his tongue was doing some wicked things to her mouth, and frankly, her sanity as well. Even the fact that she was pressed against a cold hard wall didn't bother her because Valtor's distraction techniques were so good she completely forgot about it. She stood there, pressed up against the wall, with Valtor's hard, muscular body pressed into hers, his hands buried in her hair at the back of her neck so he could angle her head into a more comfortable position to suck her face off. Not that she was complaining. Her own hands were placed on his shoulders in order to support herself because she was standing on her tippy toes and she would have fallen over if she didn't have that ounce of security her hands provided.

She felt herself getting woozy and she broke the kiss, regrettably, to return much needed oxygen into her lungs, waiting for her vision to slide back into focus. When it did, the sight that greeted her was almost enough to take her breath away again and leave her a panting mess. Valtor stood before her, his broad chest heaving from the heavy kiss, his pupils blown so wide his normaly blue eyes turned almost black, a few wild strands of his strawberry blond hair rebelling against the perfect order and framing his angular face, making his high cheekbones appear even sharper.

His hot breath danced over her face, his sharp white teeth biting his full lower lip and Bloom surged forward to capture the said lip with her own. Her leg raised from the floor, sliding teasingly against his own making him growl into the kiss, before it settled on his hip and pulled him closer to her, her heel digging into his ass. Her hands, suddenly not interested in staying put, gripped the lapels of his jacket before slowly lowered it from his wide shoulders, sliding it down those muscular arms that untangled from her hair in order to help her remove the jacked easily. The moment his jacket touched the floor his hands slid up to her hips, his fingers undoubtedly leaving finger shaped bruises on them. Her hands continued the previous task of undressing Valtor, her fingers messing with the buttons of his white shirt. With the shirt completely open, his amazing torso and abdomen on display, her hands mapped out sharp edges of his muscles until they settled on his nipples and pinched them in order to pull a reaction from him and he didn't disappoint. He moaned hotly into the kiss, his hips seemingly on their own accord coming to merge with her own, something long and hard poking her in the stomach making the heat in her lower abdomen surge downward, soaking her panties.

Apparently tired of waiting himself, his hands slid beneath her Tshirt, sliding over her ribs making her giggle, coming up to cup her breasts which immediately stoped her giggles and forced a moan out of her mouth which were still greedily kissing his own. He reached around with his right hand and single handedly unclipped her bra, making the straps fall down from her shoulders and beneath the sleeves where he lowered them even more so her hands could pass through them and he could chuck the annoying piece of clothing across the room. With her bra out of the way and with her chest pressed tightly against his, he could clearly feel her nipples which were shaped into tiny little peaks hard enough to cut glass. His hands returned to its previous position, long fingers playing with her nipples while she broke the kiss to bury her head into the hollow of his neck and gasp. The leg on his hip tightened around him, heel of her foot digging into his ass, her pelvis rocking against him, seeking much needed friction. He groaned in her ear making she shudder, his hands leaving her breasts and coming over to cup her ass and haul her up in the air so she could wrap her other leg around him. With her wrapped around him, he took off towards her bedroom where he could finally do all the dirty and unspeakable things he wanted to since he first saw her. He confidently reached her bed and gently lowered her down on it, his body coming to rest on her own, her legs still firmly wrapped around his waist, his hands squeezing her ass.

He planted hot kisses on her neck, sucking a few lustful hickeys there where he knew she wouldn't be able to hide them. His hands left her ass to fumble with the button and zipper of her jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding the offending, in his opinion, material down her creamy legs as much as he could in his current position, which wasn't a lot but it have him good access to her panties and what they covered. His fingers danced over the lacy material, pulling the hem aside and experimentally running his index finger from her entrance to her clit and it took no effort to do so because she was soaked. Bloom responded to his ministrations with a bite to his shoulder and her hips bucked when his finger touched her clit. She knew he could feel how wet she is, and she was slightly embarrassed about it but she could not escape from her physical reaction. She sat up, making him look at her but she assured him with her gaze that everything is ok.

He removed his hand from her panties when her own hand came to fumble with her jeans making him sit back on his haunches and grab the material on both sides to slide it down those neverending legs. Her legs free of the denim prison fell open and Valtor got a good look at her almost naked body. Beautiful face and big blue eyes contrasting against her vibrant red hair, long thin neck decorated with dark purple bruises he left there, delicate shoulders, small breasts that fit her body perfectly, thin waist and slim hips and those longs legs. Bloom was breathing heavily and if that wasn't a good indication of her arousal, a wet spot on her panties that seemed to grow bigger the longer Valtor looked at her certainly was. Her hands reached for him and he leaned over her to let her touch him. But she clearly had other plans because instead of touching him like he anticipated she went for his belt and pants. She messed around it for almost a minute but her hands were shaking so much she couldn't do almost anything. She let out a whine of frustration and Valtor sensing her struggle decided to help her, mostly because his cock was so hard by now it was causing discomfort. As soon as the button was opened and the zipper was lowered he let out a sigh of relief. Bloom wasted no time in grabbing his pants and his boxers and lowering them down. His cock twitched from the feeling of rough material sliding over it making Bloom blush. He stood up from the bed where he was finally able to lower his pants and underwear to his ankles and step out of them and take his shirt off. He expected Bloom to turn red and start stuttering, but the princess once again surprised him by taking the elastic band of her panties and sliding them down her legs. He stood frozen on the spot as Bloom threw herself back on the bed, red hair forming a halo around her face making her look like an angel, spreading her legs and bringing her fingers to her mouth to wet them. She locked eyes with him and with a teasing smile licked the pads of her fingers, her wet fingers sliding down her body to her most intimate place. She spread herself open with index and ring finger while her middle finger came to teasingly flick against her clit. She purred like a satisfied cat not breaking eye contact even once. The sheer sight of what was happening before Valtor's eyes was enough to make his stomach clench dangerously from arousal and for his hand to shot up and grip the base of his cock to stop himself from cumming untouched.

The sounds leaving her mouth were so erotic not even the best porn ever made could compare to it. The scene itself was better than any erotic movie. While Valtor was distracted Bloom seemed to work herself up so much her hips were jumping off of bed and bucking into her fingers. She was whining and moaning, her fingers going faster and faster, her toes clenching and her fingers tearing into her sheets. That seemed to shake Valtor out of his trance and he shot up from the place he stood on, his hand taking hold of Bloom's fingers and prying them away from her clit which was throbbing and swollen. She trashed beneath him and almost sobbed, tears of frustration gathering in the corners of her eyes. He shushed her gently, assuring her he would make her come, just not yet. He placed his body above hers, his elbows taking the burn of his weight while his cock gently run over her nether lips. He used her own juices to lubricate himself and to tease in the process while she ranked her nails down his back leaving scratches. She worked herself up so much that the wetness that was previously soaking her panties and her pussy now slicked up her thighs and slightly dampened the sheets beneath her.

She whined and twitched beneath him and he lowered his head to gently capture her mouth while he aligned himself with her entrance and pushed in. One push was enough to have him buried to the hilt inside Bloom and she gasped from sudden but not unpleasant intrusion. He stayed still for about a minute, just enjoying the feeling of finally being inside her, and letting her adjust to his size even though it was unnecessary because she took him so easily. He kissed her slowly and passionately, his tongue mapping out insides of her mouth and playing with hers. He would have loved to stay still for a while longer but Bloom moved her hips from beneath him creating a delicious friction as her walls hugged and twitched around his cock. He groaned in her mouth and pulled out almost to the tip before he slammed his hips back into her. She broke the kiss and threw her head back, his name on her lips.

He tried to take things slowly, tease her a bit, make their first time together more memorable. He didn't want this to be just another quick fuck, to make her feel like she was just another fling because she wasn't. She was the first girl he ever felt something deeper than lust for. She meant a lot to him. She was the first one to give him another chance at life, to trust him enough to redeem himself.

"Promise me." He grunted in her ear. "Promise me this is not just a one night thing." She gasped and her nails dug themselves into his back. He speeded up his thrusts, her mouth opening in a silent scream, legs circling his waits. "Promise me, Bloom. Please." He whispered the last part and he could feel her walls fluttering and squeezing his cock bringing him closer to his orgasm.

"I promise." The whisper was so quiet even Valtor wasn't sure he heard it, but as he leaned back to look in her eyes, he could see every emotion she never expressed in front of him and he knew he didn't imagine things. His hips snapped harder, his cock touching something deep inside her and that was enough to tip her into her orgasm. She threw her head back and screamed his name, her legs locked around his waist preventing him from going anywhere, which he wasn't sure if it was good or bad because when she came it triggered his own orgasm and since her legs prevented him, he couldn't pull out. He came inside her in long even bursts, his hips slowly sliding in and out to draw both of their orgasms out for as long as possible. She twitched beneath him for almost a minute before finally going still. He went to pull out but Bloom stoped him by tightening her legs around him. Her hands relaxed on his back and her nails were no longer digging into his skin. She pulled him down to kiss him while the pads of her fingers gently traced his muscles and her foot was sliding up and down his leg.

She broke the kiss to rub her nose against his before stealing one last chaste kiss, no more than the brush of lips. Her legs relaxed and he was finally able to pull out. He hissed when he felt the head of his softening cock drag against a tight ring of muscle. He collapsed next to her on the bed and opened his arms to her. She slid into his embrace with no questions asked and snuggled with him.

He saw her eyelids flutter closed and he pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. He felt tiredness seeping into his own bones and he as well closed his eyes. 'Maybe just a short nap.'

He slept until the morning.

[meltwonu]

💕NSFW SVT DRABBLE GAME💕

Hi! I’ve been wanting to try doing a drabble game for a while so I thought now’s the best time~!

🌟 you can request for up to 2 members (so memberxreaderxmember is the limit!) and up to 3 prompts!

🌟 Adding a lil more detail is fine and helps me get a better idea of what you want! (ie. ‘prompt #24 and #29 with dom!woozi’ or ‘prompt #25 and #52 with yandere!jeonghan’ or ‘prompt #25 with sub!chan’) but also if you don’t want to, I’ll just write it how I see the prompt fits~

🌟 you can send in multiple requests but please make them separate asks!

🌟 I do write yandere fic, bdsm, dom, sub, mommy, daddy, etc. but if there’s a request that I get with something I’m uncomfortable with(ie being pissed on dhjfgjs), I’ll probably ignore it. sorry! 😢

🌟 writing takes time, so I'll def get to the requests(and maybe pick off a few that I wanted to write anyway heheh) but it won’t be like, within a hr of you requesting so please be patient with me! thank u!

🌟 I’m also really sorry but I only know how to write in female reader 😭😭

If you’ve read all of that, the prompts are under the cut! and I’d also like to say thank you to https://justforshitsandcackles.tumblr.com for providing a great list of smut prompts!

DRABBLE FAQ 

1. “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.” 2. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.” 3. “You’re not going out in that outfit.” 4. “Don’t give me that look.” 5. “You’re more than just a one night stand.” 6. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already?” 7. “You want me to give you your book/phone/item back? Make me.” 8. “Like what you see?” 9. “Try to stay quiet, understand?” 10. “We’re in public, you know.” 11. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.” 12. “Don’t be so rough. there cant be any marks.” 13. “I really don’t care. You still look hot and i’m trying not to kiss/fuck you senseless right now.” 14. “Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.” 15. “No, i’m supposed to be making you feel good.” 16. “Make me.” 17. “Stop teasing me so much..” 18. “You’re in trouble now.” 19. “Take off your clothes.” 20. “I’m waiting.” 21. “First one to make a noise loses.” 22. “Mine.” 23. “We cant do that here!” 24. “Behave.” 25. “What did you just say?” 26. “Come here.” 27. “Watch me.” 28. “I don’t want to hear your excuses anymore.” 29. “If you cant sleep…then how about we have sex?” 30. “Put that thing away!” 31. “Don’t kink shame me.” 32. “If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.” 33. “I’m going to put on some clothes before you say anything else.” 34. “Tell me what you want.” 35. “Bite me.”          “If you insist.” 36. “Could he make you feel as good as i do?” 37. “You’re n-not ,um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?” 38. “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?” 39. “You taste like fucking candy.” 40. “The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.” 41. “You make a sound and its game over.” 42. “Just let me finish this/this level and i swear ill go down on you until you cum at least three times.” 43. “If i have to stop what i’m doing, you wont be able to walk for the next week.” 44. “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice.” 45. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet.” 46. “Were you just masturbating?”           “U-uh..no, i was just..”           “Want some help?” 47. “Shut up.”           “Why don’t you come over here and make me.” 48. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” 49. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.” 50. “C’mere, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working.” 51. “What? Does that feel good?” 52. “I’m not jealous! its just…you’re mine!” 53. “If we get caught i’m blaming you.” 54. “We have to be quiet.” 55. “Tell me again.” 56. “You have no idea how much i want you.” 57. “Say it.” 58. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?” 59. “Wow, i didn’t realize you were that…flexible.” 60. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.” 61. “You better shut that pretty little mouth before i put it to work, doll.” 62. “I think that’s the first time i’ve heard you moan…it was like a fucking melody.” 63. “I really want to kiss you right now.”            “Then do it.” 64. “You’re not taking me to bed. ever.”            “Who said it had to be on the bed?” 65. “She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but i bet behind closed doors she’s latex and whips.” 66. “Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. that’s cute.” 67. “For the love of fuck.”             “Yep, that’s me. I love to fuck.” 68. “How do i look?” 69. “Would you reconsider if i was sober?” 70. “I’m sure i can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if i try hard enough.” 71. “Don’t fucking touch what is not yours.” 72. “You don’t need to cover up the bruises/hickeys.” 73. “I’m not sure if its a sexual thing or not.” 74. “We’re…..just friends.” 75. “Friends don’t do this kind of shit!” 76. “How quickly can you cum?” 77. “There’s people here.”              “I know.” 78.“I don’t care what you do just fuck me.” 79. “Fuck you.”              “I’m up for it if you are.” 80. “Don’t ruin the sofa.”              “I'll just have to cum inside you then.” 81. “Stop dancing like that or i’m going to cum in my pants.” 82. “I’m not going to touch you unless you beg.” 83. “You cant tease me like that and expect not to be punished.” 84. “I’m gonna strangle you.”              “Is that a promise?” 85. “You look a bit tied up, want me to come back later?” 86. “Stop distracting me.” 87. “Were you touching yourself?” 88. “I know they’re just stuffed animals but doesn’t it feel weird? its like they’re watching us.” 89. “That’s probably the fastest i’ve ever done that.” 90. “Please, remind me again why we’re having sex behind a tree?” 91. “I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” 92. “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!” 93. “It was so worth the injury though!” 94. “Saddle up doll.” 95. “Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.” 96. “Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.” 97. “God damn it, now all i can think about right now is you licking my cock like its that ice cream cone.” 98.“If i have to pull over, you wont be able to walk for the next week.” 99. “Do you think they can hear us through the tent?”                 “Yes we can.” 100. “What are you doing in my bed?!”

[boymeetsweevil]

cougar

Grouping: Reader x Taehyung

Word Count: ~1400, sex implied but nothing explicit, insignificant age difference

Summary: ...guys like him give off two very conflicting vibes. The first says ‘Wow, look at this handsome young man, I hope my kids are that beautiful’. The second says, ‘Wow, I want to have his kids’.

part 2

“What do you think of Kim Taehyung,” your friend Sunmi asks you. Tilting your head in thought, you swirl the contents of your red solo cup gently and roll the question around in your head.

The young man in question is standing at the opposite end of the frat basement you’ve been dragged to, playing a raucous game of foosball with his friends Park Jimin and Kim Namjoon. He’s smiling that famous, boxy grin of his, showing of teeth that are white and even. The strong and sharp curve of his jawline is also on display from where you’re leaning against the wall. When he scores a goal, he throws his head back and gives what can best be described as a roar.

“Hey! You heard me, right?” Sunmi nudges you in the ribs with a pointy elbow and you hiss before rubbing the spot tenderly.

“He’s fine,” you grumble back. You can feel Sunmi giving you a blank stare. She doesn’t believe you.

“I don’t believe you.”

“What do you want me to say? He’s just a little sophomore.”

“Oh please, you and I both know that he’s not your average underclassman. He’s even friends with Seokjin. Plus, he looks like a model and he gets more ass than some of the seniors on this campus. More than you too,” she says, counting each statement off on her fingers.

“He’s still a sophomore,” you say, although you can’t deny anything Sunmi just said. At that same moment, Taehyung turns and catches your gaze and holds it. Your cheeks heat up when his friends follow Taehyung’s line of sight to you. They jeer and say something that was probably lewd based on the way Taehyung snaps and reaches to put Jimin in a headlock.

“He likes you, you know. He told me at the swim meet a few weeks ago. And I know you like him. Just admit it.”

Sunmi’s words don’t surprise you. You had a very strong hunch that Kim Taehyung was crushing on you. He was always lingering next to your easel in painting class and always looking away with rosy cheeks when you caught him staring.

“But he’s so young. It’s weird,” you bury your head in your hands.

“God, you act like you’re 50 years old or something. You’re only in your early twenties, and so is he. You’re not preying on him. It’s not weird!”

“Yeah it is,” you gripe, “You know why? Because guys like him give off two very conflicting vibes. The first says ‘Wow, look at this handsome young man. I hope my kids are that beautiful’. The second says, ‘Wow, I want to have his kids’. That’s weird, Sunmi.”

“You’re thinking about this too much. It’s not weird, that’s a shitty excuse. You’ve been brainwashed into thinking that it’s only okay for men to date people younger than them.” It’s your turn to glare at her.

“Sounds like you didn’t drop that Introductory Feminism course after all,” your voice overly saccharine. She rewards your sass by sticking out her tongue.

“You’re being ridiculous. You guys like each other, you’re both consenting adults. It’s so gross watching him try to impress you and you try not to look impressed. If you don’t do anything, I will.” 

She narrows her eyes at you and you take a step back to mirror the look back at her. “You wouldn’t dare. I’m your ride home.”

“Namjoon will give me a ride back.” She turns on her heel, long hair swinging behind her, leaving you by the wall to gape like a fish. You didn’t think she would actually do anything. Your friendship was full of poking at one another with empty threats. Why the hell did it have to be real this time?

You watch as Sunmi taps Taehyung on the shoulder and gestures to where you’ve been lurking. He looks back up at you and smiles shyly. You send him a warning glare and he smiles wider. Suddenly you’re feeling thirsty and decide to take the long way back to the bowl of spiked punch. You let the crowd of dancing bodies swallow you up and fill your cup to the brim before chugging most of it in one gulp. Someone taps your shoulder and you turn around on instinct but regret it immediately.

“Hi.” Taehyung’s voice is much deeper than you remembered and you realize he’s also bigger than you expected when you peer up at him. He doesn’t seem as young somehow. “Sunmi said I should ask you to dance. Do you want to dance?”

“I can’t dance,” you say quickly.

“You can’t dance?” You shake your head immediately, desperate for the conversation to end so you can drive home and eat your feelings.

“So, that wasn’t your center stage solo at the fall dance showcase?” Shit. You think you feel the tell-tale prick of sweat at the back of your neck.

“It was,” you admit stiltedly, having been caught in a lie, “I meant...I don’t want to dance.”

“You don’t want to dance, or you don’t want to dance with me?”

“I don’t want to dance with you. Nothing personal. I just don’t fraternize with freshmen.” You pick at an invisible loose thread on your skirt instead of looking at him.

“I’m a sophomore.”

“Good for you,” you sniff. 

Taehyung’s standing close enough that you can smell his cologne. It’s a clean smell that reminds you of clear, dark blue water. It has you a little woozy. Or maybe that’s the punch. Either way, you stick your hand out for balance and end up bracing yourself on his shoulder. A large warm hand winds itself around your waist and he chuckles in your ear.

“Easy there,” he smiles down at you softly, long lashes framing his big, pretty eyes. He raises an eyebrow as you continue to drink in his features, his thumb rubbing idle circles against the swell of your hip. Your expression becomes resolute as you grab his hand and lead him up the stairs and outside the party.

“Where’s your room,” you ask once you’re crossing the foyer.

“We gonna have a sleepover?” He ogles your figure in an easy way and you have to stop yourself from smiling. You drop his hand and turn to raise an expectant eyebrow at him. He bites down on his tongue to keep a cheeky grin from spreading.

“Third floor, second door on the right.”

Sunmi watches from her seat on Namjoon’s lap from across the room. She nearly cackles at your frightened expression when Taehyung walks up behind you at the punch bowl. Squinting, she leans forward to read your lips and can see you say the word freshman. 

“Come on, don’t be a bitch,” she whispers, almost falling if not for Namjoon’s sudden grip on her elbow.

Sunmi sees Taehyung inch closer as you wobble, having drank too much at the pregame in your shared apartment and in the frat basement. He whispers something with his arm wrapped around you. She smiles fondly at your reaction, her heart warming for you a little as you peer up at him. There’s an amazed expression on your face, your infatuation clear as day. Once you retreat from the basement with Taehyung trailing eagerly behind, she turns around to face Namjoon with a smug smile tugging at her lips.

“You owe me a term paper.” 

“You got a text.” Taehyung’s voice rouses you out of the cat nap you were taking. With eyes still closed, you roll over and prop yourself up on him to grab at your phone on the nightstand.

Upon entering his room, you had kicked off your heels and immediately began to whine about how your feet were killing you and you were freezing in your mini dress. Now, he admires how soft you look in the large threadbare sweatshirt you borrowed from him. The stretched neckline drops off one shoulder to reveal what will become a very noticeable hickey in the morning while the bunched up boxers you borrowed display similar bruises already marring the skin of your inner thighs and hips. His own back looks no better, striped with light pink raised lines from when you’d raked your nails down the length of his spine and a pretty shadow of your lipstick staining his cheeks, chest, and stomach.

You snort and turn your phone to show him the text you got from Sunmi. It reads:

see u @ brunch cougar hoe :) bring ur little freshman boyfriend 2

[kreacts]

Seventeen (Vocal Unit) Reaction to their s/o giving them a hickey.

Can you do the their s/o gives they a hickey with vocal unit ? 🙈

Thank you for your request hon, here you go! Hope you like it! :D

Woozi

You’d have to apologise to Woozi so much for leaving a hickey on his neck. He was pretty private about his life and he didn’t like to obviously show what he was doing with you, to his friends or to the public, and so you leaving that hickey on him would be an issue for him. He wouldn’t seem mad, he’d just sigh and ask for ways to cover it up.

“Don’t you think I’d look weird with a scarf? It’s not really my style…” He’d try and figure out a solution without asking for anybodys help, he couldn’t risk one of the members finding out because that would mean the others would know. “Maybe I can just wear big jumpers and just like… hunch…”

Woozi would hunch his shoulders and then glance at you, silently asking if that position helped to hide the mark on his neck. It didn’t. But you’d nod and give him some thumbs up anyway, just wanting to make the situation better. If you apologised again Woozi would just sigh.

“It’s ok, Y/n, just make sure you leave hickeys further down if you absolutely have to bite me,” He wouldn’t want you to be upset, but he couldn’t help but being a little bitter about the whole thing.

Jeonghan

“Does my neck taste that good?” Jeonghan would turn to the side, moving his head to the side. He had his phone in one hand and was looking at the small bruises trailing down his neck to his collarbone. “I like the purple, but they’ll look super weird when they fade to yellow.”

“I’m sorry,” You’d whisper, slightly mortified you had lost so much control with him. Jeonghan would laugh and chuck down his phone, reaching out for you. You’d let him pull you towards him, compliant as he changed your position so you were lying with your back pressed against his bare chest, his arms wrapped around your stomach.

“You don’t have to be sorry, baby. I know I’m irresistible,” Jeonghan would push himself up with his elbow and lean down to peck your cheek softly. He’d roll onto his back, one arm trapped under your waist, with the other spread out on the bed. “I’m just glad they don’t hurt.” Jeonghan would smile the rest of the night just thinking about your marks all over his neck.

Joshua

“Why are you like this?” Joshua would groan, pressing his fingers into his neck so that the bruises faded for a moment. He was stood in the bathroom, towel around his waist, and in the harsh lights of the bathroom the giant hickey you had left on his neck looked awful.

“I have a reputation, they think I’m innocent, a good child,” Joshua would take a few steps back, trying to stand in a natural pose that hid the mark, but it was no use, there was just no hiding the purple. Joshua’s face was a mask of horror as he turned to stare at you, pointing at the bruise.

“I will never live this down! I will be mocked for the rest of my life!”

You’d huff and cross your arms. “Excuse me for being passionate.”

“You are most definitely not excused! Have some control!” Joshua would stomp out of the bathroom, muttering to himself. “Maybe I can pretend I’m ill and not see anyone for a week, or maybe I can get a huge choker or something…”

DK

You and DK were out shopping, walking hand in hand, each holding a couple of bags in your spare hand. You were looking for somewhere to eat, after two hours of shopping you were starting to feel your energy run low.

“Look! McDonalds, I really want a McFlurry,” DK would dodge the oncoming people and start dragging you towards the restaurant. He was forced to circle a huge pillar to avoid all the people. He would slam to a sudden stop just staring at the pillar, his jaw slowly dropping.

“Dokyeom? What’s wrong?” You hadn’t noticed that one side of the square pillar was actually a mirror, but DK certainly did. He’d scream suddenly and you’d drop his hand, jumping away.

“What?!”

“My neck!” DK would just stand there pointing at his reflection in the mirror where there was a hickey on his neck. People around you were starting to stare so you’d grab DK’s hand and continued pulling him on your way.

“You’ve been walking around with it all day, no one cares…”

“When the heck did you bite me?” He’d ask, jokingly horrified.

Seungkwan

You hadn’t even realised you’d given Seungkwan any hickeys since he had to get up early for practice the next day. You’d gone to work and come back and now were busy making some dinner for yourself when Seungkwan flounced into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.

“So guess what I had to deal with today,” He would bellow, jutting out a hip out as you walked out of the kitchen to greet him. He raised a brow expectantly, his lips pursed, blinking far more than necessary. When you didn’t respond he’d huff and begin tapping his foot.

“Do you wanna just tell me or are you just gonna stand there making noises all night?” With an eye roll Seungkwan would suddenly point at his neck, but he had a scarf tied around it so all you could do was shake your head, not knowing what he was talking about.

“The bruise, y/n!”

“What bruise?”

“WHAT BRUISE? Are you blin-“ Seungkwan would jab his neck. He’d realise his mistake quickly and then start wrestling to get to knot undone. When he eventually yanked the scarf from his neck you would just start to laugh, he was so overly dramatic.

“Oh you mean that tiny little hickey?”

“Tiny?! Even Dino laughed at me!”

-Iris

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