#nayeon twice

[soulari]

　　₊　　 ೀ　　A you're gonna B　 ｡　　˚⁠

[nikist-4-n]

⃞⃯ ြབྷ ̳͟͞͞,𖥔⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ੋ࿔⓱ ཻུ۪۪͎ ৡ⃪꫶⃗.

You're my dahlia, tulips and daisies ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ @cwrcent

[authorhjk1]

lewd thoughts on twice members handle their BFs who starting to get rough in the middle of sex

Nayeon

"Oh god, yes!"

Nayeon buries her face in the sheets as you fuck her faster. Your hands holding onto her waist, pulling her onto your cock, whenever you thrust forward. Surprised by your sudden roughness, Nayeon's back instinctively arches further, making her ass stick out even more. You lean over her a little further, fucking her right into the mattress.

Jeongyeon

"Not so fast. Someone will hear us."

Jeongyeon covers her mouth with one hand.

"You mean, someone will hear you."

But you do as she wishes and slow down. Your thrusts are as deep as ever though, making her head roll on the backrest. Jeongyeon's legs are raised in the air and you lean against them a little. You slowly fold her a little further, which makes her moan louder.

Momo

"Yes, harder!"

Momo moans louder as you start to thrust into her. So far, she has just been riding you, while you enjoyed playing with her bouncing tits. But now, you meet her hips with your own. Your hands on her waist, pulling her off your cock, before pulling her back down onto it. You force Momo to ride you faster. A second later, her glasses are gone. She throws her head back and her whole body shakes as she leans further away from you.

"I'm gonna cum!"

Her cry makes you fuck her harder, until Momo finally collapses on top of you.

Sana

"Oh gosh! Yes, baby! Do me faster!"

Sana's moans just seem to spill out of her mouth as you now nail her against the wall. Her white dress is bunched up around her waist. Anyone could come back in at any moment, ready to continue her photoshoot.

But you don't care, plowing this goddess of love into the wall. She moans louder and you capture her lips with yours. Silencing her is not an easy task, but Sana melts into the kiss. Her body becomes weaker, your hands that roam her body send sparks through her system.

Jihyo

"Not so fast, baby."

Jihyo gives you an amused grin, pushing your hands off her waist. You look up at her, as she keeps riding you slowly. You lean back against the backrest of your chair.

"Why don't you give me more attention and maybe I will go faster?"

Before you can react, Jihyo leans forward, burying your face in her cleavage. Her dress is long gone. But her tits look as big and beautiful as they looked when she was still wearing it. You happily kiss her skin and suck on her nipples, while Jihyo slightly picks up her pace. Her hands are locked at the back of your head, pulling you further into her.

Mina

You take a hold of Mina's waist, before driving yourself deeper into her. Her body gets rocked forward, her hips hitting the balustrade you've bent her over.

Feeling her tight ass squeezing your cock, makes you reach around her. You grope her tits over her top from behind, putting your weight on her small frame. Mina moans louder, but still tries to be quiet. The street isn't completely empty. Her breathing becomes heavier as you fuck her as harder. Then, Mina hisses in pain.

"Wait, wait, wait."

The pain in her voice makes you stop. The two of you back away a little. Mina looks down on herself. The balustrade has left a large red line on her skin, right above her pussy. Once you realize it wasn't your roughness that caused, you pull her back a step or two and bend her over again. This time, Mina is too far to actually bend over the stone, but her hands still hold onto it. Once again, you start to fuck her ass, quickly picking up the pace. Your hands firmly hold onto her hips as you become rougher. Her moans are probably echoing through the whole street.

Dahyun

"Oh my god! What did you do!?"

Dahyun looks angry as she turns her head. She is still on all fours on the bed. You standing behind her, your cock deep inside her snatch. You don't know what came over you either. You stand in place, frozen. Your hand still holding your belt, which she dropped on the bed earlier.

"Do it again."

A small smile plays on Dahyun's lips.

"But not this hard at first."

You nod, mumbling an apology, before you begin to fuck her again. When you bottom out inside of her Dahyun moans once more.

Another clap echoes through the room. Another bright red spot joins the first on her back, where you hit her with your leather belt. A sharp gasp escapes Dahyun's mouth as you hit her again.

"God, yes! Harder! I deserve it!"

Chaeyoung

Chaeyoung starts whining and moaning as you fold her in half. Her ankles almost reach her ears as you put your weight on her. You enable yourself to fuck her deeper, making her mouth and eyes shoot wide open.

"Please...!"

You can see on her face, how her ability to form words slowly leaves her. The body she works so hard for,now shows signs of the little body fat she has as you force yourself even deeper.

"Breed me.... Please!"

Chaeyoung lets out another moan, knowing how close you just be by now. You kiss her one last time, making her whine into your mouth, before you pump her full of your seed.

Tzuyu

Tzuyu's head is hanging off the edge of the backrest. Her legs are still crossed, showing off her thick thighs as you fuck her pussy. She's usually a quiet girl, a moan only slipping past her lips from time to time.

Suddenly, you push her further onto the sofa, making Tzuyu land on her back. Now, you're able to thrust into her deeper. You feel her thighs rub against your hips with every thrust. You're tempted to just grab those. But you really want to make her scream. Reaching forward you grab a fistful of Tzuyu's blonde hair, right on top of her head. You see her wince in pain.

But as you start to increase your speed and force, Tzuyu becomes louder and louder. You keep pulling at her hair slightly, making her lean forward a little. You're free hand reaches forward as well, groping her tits through the light blue silk.

Like always, Tzuyu becomes a loud mess, whenever you involve yourself, pulling her hair. Tzuyu gets off to it, no matter the position. It's a sign of the power you have over her. The power that makes Tzuyu a wet, begging mess.

"Please harder, daddy."

Her cute moans increase in volume.

[urno1luv]

love ur works!! could u write abt ceo g!p nayeon being possessive with secretary reader and gets jealous whenever she sees someone “flirting with her” and proceeds to claim and corrupt reader :) 😵‍💫😵‍💫

summary: nayeon helps you understand how jealous you make her by (kinda) confessing to you then eating you out in her office 🍒 for valentines today 💝

Working as CEO Im Nayeon’s secretary was a privilege—at least, that’s what everyone in the company told you. She was powerful, brilliant, and effortlessly charming, a woman who had the entire business world wrapped around her finger. You admired her work ethic, the way she carried herself with unwavering confidence, how her mere presence could command an entire boardroom. But what you didn’t notice—what you had been blind to this entire time—was how possessive she was when it came to you.

At first, it was subtle. Nayeon had always been particular about who you interacted with, but you chalked it up to her wanting to keep her inner circle small. Whenever a colleague lingered too long by your desk, she would find an excuse to summon you to her office. Whenever a client complimented your work a little too enthusiastically, she would dismiss them with a tight-lipped smile, her nails tapping impatiently against her desk. You never questioned it. To you, she was just being her usual, exacting self. It never crossed your mind that her behavior only ever surfaced when you were involved.

Then, the possessiveness became more obvious. One afternoon, as you sat at your desk typing up reports, a junior executive approached you with an easy smile. He leaned against your desk, far too close, and offered, "Hey, you’ve been working hard. How about a coffee break? My treat." His voice was warm, friendly, but before you could even register the offer, a chilling presence cast a shadow over the interaction.

Nayeon stood there, her expression unreadable, though the sharpness in her eyes told an entirely different story. "Y/n is busy," she stated in a tone that left no room for argument.

The executive, sensing the shift in atmosphere, chuckled nervously. "Oh, I was just—"

"Did I ask?" she interrupted smoothly, her voice deceptively sweet.

Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Oh, but I don’t have any meetings—"

"You do now," she cut in without missing a beat. "In my office. Immediately."

Your mouth opened to protest, but the steely glint in her gaze made you swallow your words. You quickly grabbed your notepad and scurried after her, still not understanding what had just happened. As soon as the office door shut behind you, she sighed, rubbing her temples as if exhausted by the ordeal.

"Why do you always let people talk to you like that?" she muttered, leaning against her desk.

You blinked at her, tilting your head in confusion. "Like what? He just asked me for coffee—"

"And that’s exactly the problem," she snapped, standing abruptly and walking around her desk until she was in front of you. "You don’t even notice when people are trying to steal you away from me."

Your heart stuttered at her words. "Steal me? Nayeon, that’s ridiculous. No one’s—"

Before you could finish, she placed her hands on either side of your chair, effectively trapping you in. The proximity made your breath hitch. Her eyes bore into yours, dark and unreadable, and for the first time, something about her intensity made your stomach twist in an unfamiliar way.

"I don’t like it when other people get too close to you," she murmured, her voice softer now, but no less firm. "You belong to me, Y/n. You know that, don’t you?"

The weight of her words settled over you, but you still didn’t quite grasp the depth of what she was saying. Your throat went dry. "I—I understand…?" you answered hesitantly, unsure of what she wanted to hear.

A small smirk tugged at her lips, her fingers brushing against your cheek in a barely-there caress. "Good," she murmured, as if pleased by your response. She lingered there, her touch light yet possessive, before tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "From now on, if anyone asks you out, tell them you’re already taken."

You frowned, blinking up at her. "But I’m not dating anyone—"

She leaned in even closer, her lips nearly brushing against your ear as she whispered, "You are now."

Your breath caught in your throat, and before you could process what she meant, she finally pulled back, a satisfied glint in her eyes. At that moment, something clicked—something you had been too naïve to notice before. This wasn’t just about work. This wasn’t just about professionalism. Nayeon had already claimed you long before you had even realized it.

The air in CEO Im Nayeon’s office was tense, though you couldn’t quite understand why. You sat at your usual spot, organizing reports while she skimmed through documents at her desk. The silence between you wasn’t unusual, but something about today felt… off. Ever since the incident with the junior executive the day before, Nayeon had been watching you even more closely. Every time you so much as greeted someone in the hallway, her gaze would darken, her lips pressing into a thin line.

But you thought nothing of it. You had no reason to.

Until now.

A knock at the door interrupted the quiet atmosphere, and before you could even rise from your chair, the door opened, revealing none other than the same junior executive from before, Seungmin. He looked hesitant, as if he already knew he was walking into dangerous territory but had chosen to step forward anyway.

"Good morning, CEO Im," he greeted politely before turning his attention to you. "Y/n, I just wanted to apologize if I made you uncomfortable yesterday. That wasn’t my intention."

You blinked in surprise. "Oh! No, you didn’t. I—"

"You did," Nayeon interrupted, setting her pen down with a sharp click against the glass table. Her expression was unreadable, but her tone was laced with clear warning. "And now, you’re interrupting her work."

Seungmin hesitated but forced a polite smile. "I just wanted to clear the air. I didn’t mean to overstep."

"You did," she repeated, this time pushing back her chair and rising gracefully to her feet. Slowly, she made her way around her desk, her presence exuding dominance as she approached where you sat. "But it seems you still don’t get it."

Your brows furrowed in confusion. "Nayeon, he was just—"

Before you could finish, Nayeon turned toward you and, in one swift, deliberate motion, cupped your face between her hands and pressed her lips against yours.

Your mind blanked.

Her lips were soft yet firm, a silent declaration rather than a fleeting touch. The warmth of her hands against your skin sent a shiver down your spine, and the sheer confidence in the way she kissed you left no room for doubt—this wasn’t just an impulse. This was intentional.

Your breath hitched as she pulled away, her fingers lingering on your jaw as she tilted your face up to meet her gaze. The smug smirk tugging at her lips sent your heart into overdrive. "Do you understand now?" she murmured, her voice so quiet yet deafening in the intimate space between you.

It wasn’t until Seungmin let out an awkward cough that reality crashed down on you. You quickly turned your head, face burning, only to find him standing there frozen, mouth slightly agape. He looked thoroughly uncomfortable—partially because he had just witnessed the CEO kiss you in broad daylight, but mostly because the message was crystal clear.

"I—I should get going," he stammered, stepping back toward the door. "Again, my apologies."

Nayeon barely spared him a glance. "There won’t be a next time," she said dismissively, watching as he practically bolted out of the room. Only when the door clicked shut did she finally return her attention to you.

You were still in a daze, staring at her with wide eyes. "You… you kissed me."

Her smirk widened. "Of course, I did." She brushed her thumb over your lips, her touch lingering. "How else was I supposed to make sure everyone knows you're mine?"

Your heartbeat was erratic, your mind struggling to keep up. "But—"

"No buts." Her expression softened slightly, though the possessiveness in her eyes never wavered. "I told you, Y/n. You belong to me."

You weren’t sure what was more overwhelming—the fact that she had just kissed you in front of a colleague, or the way she said it with such certainty, as if it had always been a fact rather than a new revelation.

And as she leaned in once more, lips ghosting over yours in silent promise, you realized one thing: whether you fully understood it or not, Nayeon had no intentions of letting you go. Not now. Not ever.

The kiss deepened, her tongue slipping into your mouth, as your cheeks reddened. You knew she had a soft spot for you, but you didn't know that she held so much... passion.

She pushed you onto her desk, standing between your legs, as her kisses trailed further and further down. You reciprocated her touches, your arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer to you. Nayeon hummed in satisfaction, and her hands sneakily groped your ass, sighing at the moan you let out.

She pushed her paperwork out of the way and laid you down, her lips immediately reconnecting with your body, unbuttoning your blouse while kissing the exposed skin, before she pulled your pencil skirt up, and what graced her eyes was a beautiful sight of your red lace panties. "It's almost like you knew i was going to fuck you, huh. You dirty girl."

She ripped off your panties and shoved her nose into your cunt, the fragrant, musky aroma welcoming her. You whimpered, feeling embarrassed as you could feel yourself leaking onto her face. Nayeon lazily lapped up your wetness, before delving deeper into you, suckling at your bundle of nerves. The sensations removed any sense of nervousness from you, as you pushed her head into you, biting your tongue in a fevour. Nayeon took that as an invitation to completely let go, her tongue working in a quick and effective way, as you could feel yourself reaching your orgasm already.

One more flick is all it takes for you to come undone. The coil in your stomach suddenly snaps, white flooding your vision, the entire room going silent for a moment, and then you came all over on your CEO's face. Nayeon didn’t let up straight away, instead she encouraged a few more spurts from your pussy until you blacked out on her desk. This will be an experience that you would both remember for a long while 🍒

[strvvy-anniee]

🍡 𑜴𐐼tꫀr gꫀtting ᥴoolꫀr ᭪ᬻ𓏸𓈒ﾟ⃝

𝅄 ི۪۪۪ ֯ ּ ֗ ۫ lꫀt mꫀ in your ocꫀan 𝅘𝅥𝅮♪ ˟̫ː᜴ 💮

🌸᭢ຶ⵿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⬤⬮⠀ just wanna be yours 𝅄 ི۪۪۪ ֯ ּ ֗ ۫

؄ ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘ ✿" ⠀ ㅤ🀢͟ ͟ 🗡️ 𓈒 𓈒 @nikist-4-n˳. ⋆

𒈔 ᭄ 彼女はとても美しくて 私は彼女に夢中です 𓋜

ㅤ᭄᭡ूूू ͟ ͟ ͟ ͟͟✧͟🌸⠀⠀thiwe 𝂴 dongo kâ 𝇁bino ၇⃪⃖ꪆ୧

Anyongä wók kûd i 𝇁ye ◌⃘࣪࣪✿

[aeraras]

 ⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞ ✿͙ ⢷  I  Be  Puttin'  On  A  Suit 

. ⋅ ˙ ॱ ॱ ˙⋅ 交  ᯓ#⃝  Be  Tip  Toeing  To  You

[rkkuri]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀˚ ⋆⠀⠀⠀ィ⠀⠀⠀⠀you'll be my sunlight⠀⠀⠀ ࿐ ⠀⠀⠀

[naesfilm]

⏦ﾟ♡︎ groom . . . im nayeon x fem! reader

༯ synopsis : nayeon doesn’t want to take a bath . . .

༯ warnings : hybrid , smut , soft sex , bath sex , fingering , nipple play / light stimulation , soft overstimulation , bunny nayeon , bottom! nayeon , top reader

༯ word count : 2.1k

“Nayeon~”

The bunny perked, ears lifting lazily as she turned her head from her spot on the couch - hand hesitating over her ipad. She paused, setting the device down and turning on the couch and-… her ears lowered back again when she saw you. “Yes?”

You gently smiled, hands resting on her head and rubbing softly. “What’re you doing? Anything time consuming?”

“Jus’ playing games…” Nayeon murmured, bunny ear lazily flopping against your hand in response to the gentle pets. “…why?”

“Well, today is Friday.”

Nayeon blinked. “…yeah?”

“It’s your grooming d—“

“Noooo…!!!!” Whined the bunny immediately, beginning to thrash about to move away. You quickly grabbed her, hoisting her up with an awkward oomph that made Nayeon’s expression sour.

“Yah, i’m not that heavy.”

“No, but you are feisty.”

Your hands slipped; one holding her waist and the other holding her legs as she laid with her body half over your shoulders- whining and wagging her fluffy tail agitatedly. “Y/nnnn~ I don’t need to be cleaned…! I’m a clean girl!”

“You don’t groom properly,” You huff, patting her butt. “Up we go.”

Nayeon’s whines filled the dorm, causing a few others to peek out of their rooms. Yoo Jeongyeon being one that outwardly snickered. “Haha, you have to get a bath~”

“Shove it, mutt!” Huffed Nayeon, tiny tail shifting as she stuck her tongue out.

“Good luck, Y/n!” Resident bear hybrid Park Jihyo called as you rounded into the bathroom. “She’s a scratcher!”

You swiftly shut the door, listening to the faint giggles before locking it and guarding it softly, sitting Nayeon on the sink and holding out a hand. “Clothes.”

“Y/n-“

“Clothes.”

She huffed, begrudgingly reaching and pulling off her shirt — droopy blonde bunny ears flopping back against her head with soft smacks. Then her hands trailed back to her bra and unclipped it, passing that along too. You began to wordlessly fold the clothes, fighting to keep your attention from the woman in front of you.

Of course, that was hard, as not only was Nayeon getting undressed, but she was also huffing and puffing. It was very very adorable to witness.

Finally, once all her clothes were removed, Nayeon crossed her arms and pouted — her bottom lip jutting out in a cute display of annoyance. “Get your butt in the tub,” You chuckled. “I already drew the bath a bit ago, it’s still nice and warm.”

“Mm.” The blonde grumbled, sounding like an angry toddler as she walked over and begrudgingly stepped into the tub; soapy water coming up to just barely hide her chest as she sunk down in. “This is so stupid.”

“Such a complainer~”

Nayeon spared you an eye roll.

You padded over and affectionately smiled toward her, grabbing a stool and sitting down as you lifted a tiny cup and began to gently run the warm water over her sensitive ears. Nayeon whimpered instantly, her agitation and overall bad-girl attitude disappearing the moment the water hit her head.

It wasn’t the water Nayeon hated, but rather the sensitivity of her ears. And that always made her…well—

“Too hot?” Your voice came, low and softly as you ran the water down her back before moving back up to her ears.

Nayeon shook her hand, thighs pressing together as she pulled them up to her chest and silently pressed her face into their backs. Your hands came next, gently reaching up and caressing the soft fur of her ears— rubbing over hypersensitive areas and working her up to the point of a sweet flush on her features.

“Y/n…”

“Yes?” You’d whisper back, deeming her ears and hair wet enough to move on to wetting the tops of her shoulders and bit of her back that was above the water.

The older woman gave a soft shiver. “…I-“ Her cheeks puffed and she looked away. “…guess this isn’t so bad.”

Adorable.

“See?” You chuckled. “I knew you could be a good girl for me.”

Nayeon flushed further, ears gently lowering. “…’m always a good girl…”

“Oh? Are you?”

The noise of soap being squirted into your palm made Nayeon squeeze her eyes shut. The shampoo you used was a pet brand, but was scented with sweet lavender. It smelled like you, and Nayeon half wondered if maybe you used the same kind.

Whatever, it didn’t matter.

The bunny just appreciated your scent.

Rub, squeeze, repeat.

You combed through her hair with your fingers, easing the soap around and taking extra care to trace the lengths of her ears — making a desperate heat pool to Nayeon’s core as she shyly sat there, letting you take your time and make sure she was all properly cleaned and groomed well.

“…feels good.”

You smiled at that. “I can tell.”

“Mph.” Nayeon glanced away, before slowly moving her legs to stretch back out, so she could lay her head back more. You grabbed the cup from before and filled it with water, slowly easing it over her head and against her ears— draining the soap away. Yet Nayeon…- didn’t want to leave the bath.

She nibbled on her lip the moment you started to clean up. “Wait.”

You paused, glancing over.

“Can you…” A gulp. “Wash my body too?”

A heavy flush. Your cheeks had grown ten times hotter, and you swallowed pretty thickly, adjusting yourself before whispering back. “… are you sure?”

“Yes.”

Her reply was instant and it made her shy away, gently— leaning back to expose the tops of her breasts in the water. Your eyes snapped down, a thick swallow following at their pale skin— the slope so perfectly carved and topped with two rosy-hued nipples, already begging for your attention.

“…right,” You pulled your hands with some soap, and gently eased in a manner where her body was in better display before — your palms met her sensitive chest, rolling it around slowly and squeezing to work her up.

Nayeon’s moans we’re soft but instant, eyes shutting as her head lolled back. “Mn…Y/n…”

She let out a soft gasp that you were sure you’d imagined the second your thumb slipped over a needy tip— her chest straining more for your love and care. Delicate and languid strokes left her shaking in the tub, thighs rubbed together and moans falling with more passion as your hands kept their ministration up— teasing her to the brink of it all with sweet flicks and h gentle tugs.

“P-Please,” Nayeon had whispered after she endured the torturous pleasure for long enough. “Need you…”

“…” Silently, your dominant hand traveled down, parting her thighs and— you ducked in a breath. Even despite the water you could feel her wet arousal, warm and needy— coating your fingers already. “…fuck.”

Nayeon whined in embarrassment and excitement, gently turning and nuzzling her head into your neck as your middle finger traced her slit and dipped in, caressing her folds precisely. The older girl was left trembling.

Especially when those expert fingers danced up to her eagerly puffed clit, begging— no, screaming to be toyed with. You first

rolled it between your middle and ring fingers, watching her back needily and imagining she probably squeezed around nothing (she did), and then you returned to slow and steady rubs — similar to what you had done to her ears.

Nayeon was an absolute mess.

Her hands jumped and gripped the sides of the tub, her mouth creating and releasing lewd noises Nayeon swore up and down she’d never release. Gods forgive her. She was just so achy and your fingers— fuck, they felt like a damn miracle.

“Just like that..” She panted breathlessly, groaning afterward as her hips rubbed in sync to your fingers, grinding herself further against you. “F-Fuck— need it Y/n/n, please…!”

You gulped because- holy shit?

The bunny girl was so, so needy and desperate for you and the way she rubbed up against your hand felt like heaven. Gently, your fingers lead down the length of her pussy — a pretty red hue taking over down there from all the stimulation. Your fingers met her entrance and Nayeon shuttered, fluttering around nothing as her eyes glanced and met yours and she nodded.

With all the confirmation you needed being in that very nod, you slightly withdrew one finger before easing in your middle, feeling her body adjust to take you in. Nayeon’s ears were practically pinned down, head lolling back as a moan left her lips. Something about the way you eased in while the water was being pushed away from her just— god.

“N-Ngh, Y/n…”

“Shh,” You hushed gently, glancing down and agitatingly swishing away a few bubbles so you could get a clearer view down in the water of how her cunt practically swallowed your finger whole. After a few slow minutes, Nayeon had you down to your knuckle, and you were able to brace your hand using your free fingers— giving enough power and strength to pull out and push back in at a slow pace.

Nayeon was tight from nerves but the moment the pad of your thumb lifted to rub over her aching clit - which begged greedily for more touches - Nayeon came undone. A sharp whine left her lips; ears working up completely, hips lifting in the water, walls unclenching around your finger to allow you better movement.

“Good girl,” You whispered softly, swallowing afterward. “Taking it so well…”

“Oh my god…-“ The blonde’s eyes squeezed shut, little moans rippling from her pretty throat which—

Your lips moved quickly. Too empty, you thought, as they pressed against her neck and gently nipped and sucked pretty flower-like patterned bruises into the pale skin there. Nayeon groaned and the vibration sounded against your lips in a nice toe-to-toe dance.

Still, your finger pushed in and out of her, knuckle deep, edging her walls and making her whine up needily, especially now that your lips were attacking her neck. And finally —

“M-More…” Whimpered the older girl.

You nodded and looked down at her body — bubbles covering her chest in the most erotic yet beautiful manner. You gently slid your finger almost out of her before your ring finger came to rest beside it, both then pushing in.

“F-Fuck…! Y/n..!” She shyly wrapped her arms around what bit of your shoulders she could reach, body curling up as your fingers slipped in — the wetness of her cunt allowing easy, almost embarrassing, passage into her. “F-Feels so good…”

Her hips squirmed, thighs coming to press against your arm as they fluttered shut against your wrist.

Nayeon’s ears flopped again, her lower half beginning to tremble as she tapped a slightly damp arm against the back of your neck. “G-Gonna—..fuck-“

The rapid taps on your neck garnered your attention, and you quickly attended to her — occasional swipes of your thumb on her clit, the quick and steady thrusts of your fingers; swallowed up by her cunt.

“B-Baby—“ Nayeon began, panting as she wiggled her hips.

She was getting close; clawing her way up to her peak as she clenched around your digits, whining and nuzzling what little bit of you her head could reach. Her voice had stopped from being real moans — shifting to a sort of higher pitched whine, lazy thrusts of her hips aiding in the gentle thrusts of your hand. Ripples echoed in the water behind her from her thrashing and the wagging of her tiny fluffy tail.

Your name left Nayeon’s lips in a hushed whine, as she gently ejected her claws and scratched slowly at your neck — red welts building from the force.

“Come on baby,” You encouraged, slightly breathless from the sight before you. Gods, she was perfect. “Come on, you can do it…”

Nayeon whimpered, shaking her head despite knowing full well she wanted nothing more than her own sweet release. Nayeon’s stomach sunk in and out quickly, her light abs showing as she pressed her face into your neck. “..’m gonna…!”

With a jolt, her body staggered and her hands clawed anxiously at you, walls tightening around your fingers and siphoning you in more as they spawned with the force of her release. Warmth radiated from that spot in intense waves, her climax happening quick and intense.

A low moan left her lips as your fingers stalled, lips skirting against your neck. “…oh my god,” she breathed finally, tiny waves of winces and huffs rolling through her body.

With resistance from her inner walls, you slowly pulled your fingers out and waved them in the water a bit to clean them off, before resting them on her thigh and holding her there.

Nayeon panted slowly, and you whispered.

“Good girl, good bunny…”

The older sighed, and silently nuzzled your neck. “…thank you,” She murmured loosely, voice hoarser than before, filled with the undertones of her pleasure. “…felt good.”

You hummed, rubbing her waist slowly until the tremors and winces subsided. And then you patted her thigh. The bath was now over, with Nayeon being properly cleaned.

[ningfly]

୧ ‧₊˚ 🤓 ⋅ ☆

[ourdadai]

୨୧ nayeon ( twice ) lockscreens.

[b-ubbleberry]

　　　⊹　　°　　 ࣪𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒊𝒓𝒊'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒚　𖦹　　˚　　｡

[urno1luv]

someone requested for this but i deleted the draft bc it was sooo bad😭anon this is for you🫰

popular girl nayeon x jock fem reader

summary: nayeon denies her feelings for you, but has feelings of jealousy after seeing a bunch of girls swarming over you over the team's latest victory. this leads to her cornering you in your locker room and making you hers🙂‍↕️

cw: smut, kinda dubcon? at first, biting, nayeon kinda talking to herself during the sex scene (this is what good pussy does to you😔)

You always thought Nayeon hated you. Every time your name came up, she'd scoff — flipping her hair and muttering something about "dumb jocks" under her breath. She barely even looked at you unless she was rolling her eyes...

But that didn't explain why she always showed up to your games.

Or why her sharp brown eyes never left you the whole match — following every movement, every flex of muscle under your jersey, every time you bit your lip and ducked your head when the crowd cheered for you.

Tonight's victory feels good — but not as good as the way everyone swarms around you after. You're still flushed from the game, head ducked low as girls crowd close — giggling, touching your arms, calling you so cool, so hot, the best player.

You don't know how to handle the attention — just smiling shyly, mumbling soft thank yous under your breath — trying not to let anyone notice how red your ears are.

But what you don't see is Nayeon watching from across the bleachers — the way her jaw clenches, fingers tightening around her drink until the plastic cup threatens to split in half😬

When you slip away to the empty locker room, you're grateful for the quiet — tugging off your jersey, trying to cool down. But the second the door slams shut behind you, you know you're not alone..

Nayeon’s perfume fills the locker room — sweet and expensive — wrapping around you before you even see her. You freeze when the door slams shut behind her.

The click of her heels echoes through the empty space — slow, deliberate — until she’s standing close enough that you can feel the heat of her body at your back.

"You really like having all those girls on you, huh?" Her voice is low, mocking — but there's something sharp underneath it. "N-No... I didn't—"

"You didn't stop them, either." Her fingers trail down your bare arm — light, teasing — making you shiver. You let them flirt with you... let them put their hands all over you..." Her fingers grip your chin — tilting your head back so you're forced to meet her eyes.

"But the whole time, you were waiting for me to come and put you in your place." Her other hand slips down — nails scratching lightly over your bare stomach — before dipping under the waistband of your shorts. Her fingers dip lower — pressing exactly where you need her — making you choke on a soft little moan.

The lockers dig into your back as she works you open — two fingers sliding deep, curling just right — like she already knows your body better than you do.

Every whimper, every little twitch just makes her smirk harder — leaning in to press hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck, before biting down on your pulse point, making you gasp.

You're already close — hips grinding against her fingers, breath hitching with every slow drag — but she stops just before you can fall apart. Her hand tightens around your throat, pinning you in place.

"Say you're mine." Your head spins — tears pricking at the corners of your eyes — but you don't even hesitate.

"I'm yours…"

Nayeon yanks her fingers out of you, leaving you trembling against the lockers — breath shallow, thighs clenching around nothing.

You barely have time to whimper before she's grabbing your wrist, pulling you over to the cold wooden bench in the middle of the room. "Sit."

Her voice is sharp, leaving no room for arguing — not that you'd ever dream of disobeying her.

Your legs feel like jelly as you sink onto her lap, thighs straddling hers, knees pressing into the hard wood on either side.

Her hands slide down your hips — nails digging in just enough to make you shiver. "You wanna act all shy and sweet out there…" she murmurs, leaning in close — breath hot against your ear. "But you're such a needy little thing when you're alone, aren't you?"

You bite your lip, cheeks burning — but she doesn't let you hide. Her fingers tilt your chin up — forcing you to look her in the eyes.

"Don't get all shy on me now, baby." She shifts underneath you — pressing her thigh between your legs — and you gasp at the pressure, hips jerking before you can stop yourself.

"Oh… there she is." Her smirk is pure sin — dark and lazy — as she grips your hips harder, guiding you into a slow grind against her thigh.

"That's it…" Her lips brush against your jaw, soft and teasing. "You're gonna make such a mess on me, baby."

She makes you work for it — keeping her hands tight on your waist, forcing you to grind slow and steady until you're soaking through your shorts, leaving a wet patch on her jeans. "Look at you," she coos, one hand sliding up to wrap lightly around your throat.

"So desperate… just like I knew you'd be."

[strvvy-anniee]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᥴhꫀrish love (愛)

I'm

mι͟ssing yᦢu ͏ི ✿ ㅤㅤ

ⴕ࣪ 𝆥 ཹླྀ ᬵ swꫀꫀt lᦢve (愛) 𑜞ೃ ᭢˚ ◌⃘࣪࣪ ⡷✿ᰭᰯ᳝᳜᳜᳜᳝

◌⃘࣪࣪ ꯳⃘꤫✿⃘ 彼女の目はダイヤモンドのようだ ꘓ͜͡ :ೃ࿔𔓘

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

[vntual]

   𝜗𝜚  so precious than jewels  ˳⠀       𓎟𓎟  more than a billion  🪼

[atsubie]

🕯 ℐ𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝒞𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌

[pink-horizon]

⠀⠀ ׄ 　۪ ੭୧ birds of a feather ੭୧ 　۪ ׄ