#nct as a boyfriend

[twilghtkoo]

things that boyfriend!haechan does that you find weirdly hot . . .

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who ties your shoes for you. he’s very observant when it comes to you and will pause anywhere to tie your shoes. he’ll squat or get down on one knee and tie two little bunny ears and pat your shoe when he’s done.

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who zips up your jacket. you always complain in cold weather that it’s too cold and if he sees you with a zip up jacket and it’s open, he’ll tsk and softly scold you. “well i wonder why it’s cold hm?” then zips up your jacket and fixes your hair.

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who holds your hand before crossing the street. he knows your capable and has common sense to look both ways before crossing but as your boyfriend it’s his job to protect you. it’s also just out of instinct. his hand blindly reaches for yours and won’t let get til you both make it across the street.

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who hands you your water bottle randomly throughout the day and makes you drink it. your water bottle sometimes is always where you’re not at. it’ll be in the living room while you’re in your room at your desk for hours. and he takes the initiative to fill it up if it’s empty or half full. “here, drink please.” and when you do he always says “thank you pretty”. he wants you to stay hydrated !

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who always moves you by your waist or belt loops. he always finds a reason to be close to you or touch you somehow. if you’re in the store together he’ll come up behind you and loop his finger through your belt loop and lightly pull so he can see what you’re looking at or holding in your hands. “ooo yeah i like that flavor, can we get it?” “are you gonna finish it, last time you didn’t hyuck.” or if you’re in front of a drawer and there’s something in there that he needs, both his hands find its place on your waist. “excuse me baby, i need a spoon.”

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who opens your drink for you. again, he’s very observant when it comes to you. if he sees you struggling opening a soda, he comes to the rescue. “thank you hyuckie.” or he’ll grab a drink for you and always opens it before giving it to you. you also love to watch when he opens a can with one hand.

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who lifts your chin to make you look at him. you get shy and all cute (to him) about eye contact, especially with him. when he stares at you it’s with such intensity or emotion and it also has to do with it just being him. he’ll use a finger to lift your chin and sometimes he even uses his thumb too, his thumb softly caressing your chin. he just makes you so nervous and all jelly ! he’ll notice your eyes widen at his touch and frantically looking around anywhere but his face (yet you fail). he smirks, “cute.”

BOYFRIEND!HAECHAN who always opens the car door for you. not matter the occasion. romance is not dead! he will never forgive you if you open your door. and you have before (mans was upset). he wants to treat you like the princess you are! and you love him for it because it makes you feel special and you truly appreciate the kind gesture. if you make it to your door before him, you’ll patiently wait for him. “good girl.” and lightly smacks your butt as you get in.

this was inspired by a tweet i saw on my tl and immediately thought of haechan. i never wrote a birthday drabble for him so this can be a very late yet needed one <3

[jhdyuiee]

Million Dollar Baby !

▫️pairing: idol husband!jaehyun x fem!reader

▫️tags/warnings: fluff, smut!, kissing/making out, fingering, oral (m & f receiving), 69, multiple orgasms, multiple positions (doggy, mate press, riding), breeding kink, creampie, breast play, biting, squirting, cursing, pet-names (baby&wife), absolute filth (sorry 🫠)

▫️w.c: 3.0k!

▫️a.n: god jaehyuns prada outfit this year had me combusting & having such obscene thoughts… this man truly shines! the title is homage to the song he chose for his original ig post hehe. anyhow i hope u all are well & i just got back from my trip & started taking a summer course so i hope i’m able be a but more active! stay safe & i love u all!! jiji out 🤍

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One long flight later, we arrived in Milan! We were only here for about two days, Jaehyun needed to shoot something for Prada so I tagged along. Unfortunately we left our kids behind with his parents whilst we came here.

“It would’ve been nice if the kids came,” I whispered to Jaehyun as we walked through the airport. It was quite crowded, fans stormed everywhere. It was only 3 in the morning, and here they were trying to get pictures and signatures from Jaehyun and occasionally from me as well. I wasn’t too big on the spotlight, but nonetheless it would follow me everywhere I go.

Jaehyun leaned down to my ear, a couple fans squealing. “Yeah, but I’m just excited to finally spend some time alone with you.” By alone he means absolute filth. I pinched him, causing him to chuckle. “Don’t forget you’re here to work!” I reminded my dear husband.

“Right,” he says in a strange tone, and it was only then that I realized what he would mean.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Finally having arrived at the hotel we would be staying at, his manager called him to take him away. He became incredibly clingy, not wanting to leave my side. “You’ll be back,” I reassured him. “But being one second apart from you saddens me,” he says. I sighed, opting to just pat his head. “NOW GO! I don’t want your manager getting upset with either of us now,” I told him.

Jaehyun reluctantly got up from my embrace. “I’ll try to finish and come back as fast as I can,” he said, kissing my cheek. I smiled, “Alright! I love you, have fun.”

I watched as he left our room, and then turned around to unpack. We wouldn’t be here for long, but nonetheless I had to do something. When I finished unpacking I laid on our bed, grabbing my phone. I was met with a message from him. God, this man really can’t go a second without me.

Jae <3 : Do you want me to bring back something to eat, or should we just get room service?

I’ll just get us some room service, makes you come back quicker.

Jae <3 : Ha, missing me already darling?

More or less.

Jae <3 : Oh, just wait til’ I get back.

Can’t wait!

We’ve been married for some time now and we still act like we’re in our honeymoon phase. Not even after having two kids has our love stopped. As I recounted our time together, I ended up falling asleep. The jet lag must’ve hit me.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

I hear the faint calls of my name. I try opening my eyes, only meeting a blurry figure. I wait til’ my eyes refocus, finally focusing on the figure. Jaehyun.

He smiled, “Rest well?” “Mmm,” I muttered as I tried looking out the window. The sun shining, so I wondered what time I must’ve been. 2:00 p.m, the clock read. “All finished?” I asked him, extending my arms.

“Yup, and like I promised I rushed back here,” he said, taking my arms around his neck and holding me in his lap. “You hungry? I didn’t get a chance to order the fo-“ I said before I was interrupted by his lips clashing into mine.

I moaned in surprise, his kiss was surely hungry and needy. He grabs the back of my head, deepening the kiss. He slips his tongue inside my mouth, practically consuming me. My hands start moving around his neck, urging him to come closer. I end up straddling his lap as we passionately kiss one another. I felt him smirk, whilst we kissed when I began grinding on him.

“Needy already baby?” he says against my lips. His lips no longer on mine, but all over my face– kissing my features. “Keep going,” he whispered into my ear. His hot breath turned me on even more. I did as he said, grinding more against his hardening cock. His hands traveled along my back, until they reached my ass, leaving behind a hot trailing blaze. The contact of his hardened cock and my needy pussy, left me so wet that I was sure if I were to get up right now, you would be able to see it on his pants.

Jaehyun’s lips reached my collarbone, where he gently bit into my skin. I winced in pain, but the feeling was also pleasuring. “Take it off,” he mutters against my skin. I begin taking off my shirt, throwing it somewhere in the hotel room. “How are you always so gorgeous, my wife?” His subtle comments always leave me a scrambling mess.

His lips made their way to the plush of my tits, kissing them delicately whilst his hands made their way up to unhook my bra. Once it was off and thrown somewhere in the hotel room, he began giving them his utmost attention. He alternated between the two: sucking, licking, and biting my tits. The tug on my nipples left me chanting out his name like a prayer. My own hands now tugging on his soft strands of hair.

“Such perfect tits, love 'em most when they’re all swollen and big.” Jaehyun kisses my tit and fondles the other, “How about it? Wanna have another one?” He lets go of my tit with a pop, looking at me with those chocolate-colored eyes of his. “God, yes!” I moan rather loudly. His lips clash onto mine again, going a tad bit more gently than before.

I should’ve known what it meant to accept his offer. Jaehyun was a determined man, he was going to make sure I got pregnant by the end of the night no matter if it meant staying up until the sun rose…

All our clothes were gone, scattered everywhere along this hotel room. Jaehyun laid his back on the bed, while both of my thighs were on either side of his head. I lowered myself a bit further down until I felt his wet muscle kitten lick my wet cunt. I let out a low moan and then a slightly louder one when he began licking my cunt up just a bit faster.

His hands worked their way with my thighs, squeezing them and then fondling them before electing one slightly harsh slap on my ass. The slap caused my body to fall forward, my face facing his aching hardened cock.

I practically drooled at the sight. His red tip leaking with pre-cum, I wanted nothing more but to take it in my mouth.

And so I did. I started with swirling my tongue on his tip, eating away his pre-cum. Then slowly beginning to sink my mouth into his cock even more. I felt as he let out muffled moans onto my cunt, eliciting a pleasurable feeling to course through me.

His tongue brushed against my clit multiple times, sucking it later on. My hips began moving on their own accord, grinding on his face as I worked my way with his cock. No matter how many years we’ve been together, his cock is something I’d probably never grow accustomed to. I admit that I struggled a bit as I tried fitting it all in my mouth. Muffled moans and gags spilled out of my mouth as drool went running past my lips.

I moved up and down along his shaft, going at a slow pace until I felt more accustomed, all the while I grinded ruthlessly against his face. His mouth was doing god's work on my needy cunt, he practically made out with the poor thing. He slurped up all my juices, not missing a single drop. “So sweet,” he murmured when he let go of me for a split second. He dove back in even rougher, slipping his wet muscle inside my hole.

He tongue fucked me so perfectly I could feel something rushing within me, threatening to release itself. So I began working my way on his cock, taking him even faster than before. I added my hands to the mix, fondling his balls. Bingo. His cock then began twitching in my mouth, signaling he was close. I continued a while more until his hot white cum painted my mouth. I swallowed it all before I too ended up cumming a while afterwards with a pinch to my clit.

I got off him afterwards, turning to see as Jaehyun’s face glistened with my release. It turned me all the more, I wanted more and I sure as hell was going to get it.

“Get on all fours, beautiful,” Jaehyun said in a low deep voice that made me quickly obey him.

My back arched when his hand touched me from my upper back all the way to my ass, in which he gave them a light slap. “Mmm, p-please inside! Inside me jae!” I moaned out rather loudly. I was growing impatient and so must've him since he rammed into me, no warning— no anything.

I jolted a bit forward due to the impact, but I didn’t mind. His cock fit so snug inside me, my walls gripping him. “So tight and so wet it slid right in,” he said chuckling. His hands gripped my hips so tight, I was sure to wake up with crescent dents on either side of my hips tomorrow.

His thrusts were just too overstimulating. Merciless and harsh thrusts, like a wild man. You’re cunt squeezing on his cock just right that it made it impossible for Jaehyun to even stop for a split second.

My head flings back as Jaehyun continues his thrusts, fucking into me even deeper. His cock kissed my cervix so perfectly I was starting to see stars again. No, no not yet.

“Gonna cum already?” he whispered into my ear before licking the shell. I groaned, “Ye-yes! Your cock just feels so— so good!”

He kissed the side of my jaw before saying, “Then let go baby, we got all night remember?” I moaned at his words, the reminder that he wouldn’t stop until I got pregnant edged me closer to my release.

He kissed me tenderly, his hands resting on my ass as he fondled it. Slap. And then another. Not gentle slaps like earlier, but harsher ones. Ones that made me clench around him even tighter. When he stops, a hand of his travels to the front of my body and down to my swollen clit.

Jaehyun’s fingers working miracles on my clit, abusing the poor thing. I chanted out his name, followed by moans until I let out a slight high-pitched scream when my orgasm came crashing out. I huffed, my eyes watered. I slumped onto the bed, but that didn’t stop Jaehyun— not one bit.

Jaehyun wraps his arm around my waist, bringing me back up and then using both his hands to support me. He continued pounding roughly into me, determined to meet his own release. After your orgasm hit you, he felt how slippery and wetter your cunt had become yet still so tight. He was gonna cum soon, he knew it.

He takes your arms in both his hands, thrusting into you this way. One thrust, then two, and on the third his cock twitched inside you, spilling his warm seeds inside. By the end of it, my insides felt so warm and full already.

Jaehyun removes his cock from me, and lets go of my arms causing me to flop onto the mattress. It felt empty inside me without him, but all I could focus on was how exhausted I’d become from the intense sex. However I knew we were far from done…

I lift my head to catch a glimpse of Jaehyun. He sat up, staring at my figure— his eyes traveling to my pussy where his cum began spilling out. “Come here,” he said. My body moved on its own, forgetting how exhausted I just was.

“Ride it baby,” he muttered in my ear, placing a kiss on my temple. I supported myself on his shoulders, taking his cock in my hand as I began to sink into it. I whimpered when I felt him inside me once.

Once I felt well adjusted, I began moving up and down on his cock. “Fuck, that’s it wife. Come on, ride it faster,” he groans. Gripping his shoulders, I moved faster like he told me to do so. The sensation of his cock stretching out my walls felt so pleasuring, hypnotizing; I loved it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning closer to his chest. His hot breath fanned my ear, it felt tickling. My pace slowed a bit, Jaehyun noticing the change.

“Tired already? Don’t worry I got you,” Jaehyun says into my ear as he grabs my ass and starts plunging his cock onto me roughly again. The sensation caused loud noises to spill from my mouth and arch my back into his chest even more. “Lo-Look at me,” Jaehyun struggled to say.

My eyes met his, lusting and hungry eyes staring straight at me. He closed the distance between us, engulfing his lips onto mine. He drank up all my moans, his tongue running along my teeth and bottom lip. I pulled away first when he began massaging my clit. “Fu-Fuck to-too much ja-jae!”

“Ha, it’s alright wife, I know you can take it.” I laid my head on his shoulder, in which then my mouth bit on him. I heard Jaehyun let out a deep groan, “Shit, biting me now huh.”

I giggled, kissing the spot I had bitten. After a while I begun moving my hips on my own to meet his thrust. We both panted, nearing our end.

“You close baby?” Jaehyun whispered into my ear. I nodded my head, yes. That was all the confirmation Jaehyun needed before his lips met mine once more, causing us both to crumble down. His seeds spilled into me for a second time tonight.

His lips parted from mine this time, before he swiftly moved me to lay on my back. He hadn’t taken his cock out yet, instead he pried my legs wide open. He held my thighs as he slid out, leaving only the tip inside.

From this angle Jaehyun could see as his cum began spilling out. Oh hell no, he thought. So he plunged back into you again, on a mission to bury his seeds deep inside you. After all, he wanted to see you all swollen with his child again. Make you a mommy again, show you off to whoever he could.

I grip the sheets, then going to grab his shoulders. I watched as sweat trickled down his face, his face focused on where we connected. Jaehyun’s hand let go of my thigh, trailing it to my lower stomach as he pressed down that very hand on my stomach.

The feeling caused my back to arch, “J-Jae!”

“Can’t wait until you tell me you’re pregnant with my child. Stomach and tits so swollen. Mine, all mine. A proof of our undying love. God, how much I love you Y/N. You’re made for me, all of you.”

Jaehyun’s declaration melted my heart. I felt warm and fuzzy inside, making me forget for a moment what was happening until he grabbed my thigh again and began thrusting into me.

It wasn’t long until we both came again, and by now I was too stuffed, too full. I thought we for sure would have conceived by now, but in Jaehyun’s eyes it never hurt to try again…

So we went at it like rabbits until the sun rose. We both collapsed onto the bed, sweating and out of breath.

“You sure have some amazing fucking stamina, Jae,” I said chuckling. He smiled, welcoming his dimples. “Why thank you,” he says, coming close to wrap his arms around my body and kiss the top of my head.

“Rest for a bit, then i’ll help you hop in the bath,” he says softly. His demeanor now was a total change from earlier. Whatever, at least I could rest now.

My eyes fluttered and then closed. I rested in Jaehyun’s warm embrace and by the time I opened them again, I laid in the bathtub with my back pressed against his chest. “Good morning,” he says kissing my cheek. I smiled, “Morning, did I sleep for long?”

He pondered for a bit, “It’s about past noon now.” My eyes widened, I turned to face him. “Don’t you have a schedule to go to?!” He nodded his head, “Nope, I told my manager I would take the day off until we have to depart later tonight.”

“Ah,” I said leaning back into him. We enjoyed the warm bath together, with nothing too intimate besides kisses. And so once we finished a much needed bath, we enjoyed one another’s warm and loving company until it was time to depart.

Hand in hand, we walked along the airport though I admit I struggled to walk a bit. Curse you Jaehyun. Fans once again coursing around us.

And once we boarded the flight, I fell asleep some more and before I knew it we had landed and made it home. I embraced my children into a big hug, I admit I had missed these two little ones dearly but thankful me and Jaehyun were able to spend some time alone. Though, all we did was have sex…

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

Yup, all that fucking me into oblivion worked.

Pregnant.

That was what the test read, not that I wasn’t expecting it but now it felt a bit more real. Our third child. Our third blessing. I caressed my belly, whispering a small “I love you” to the child growing inside me.

And so when Jaehyun came home, I made the big announcement. He cried, “tears of joy” he stated. We couldn’t be any happier, our family was growing. Our love for one another would too.

“I love you Y/N,” he said softly touching my belly. “Thank you for everything my wife.”

© jhdyuiee

2024.07.08

final a.n: ahh this one took longer than anticipated ughhh! i feel like half of it has to do with the fact i start stories and then start others ㅠ��� ! pardon me tho plss bcs i am preparing lots for the future so pls stay tuned… this week, hehe. 🤍

[blbyena]

boyfriend!mark x reader , friend!jaemin , coffee date

Fluff - 2,293 words

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You're at a café with mark and jaemin, and the waiter has a crush on you...

It’s a rare free afternoon, and you, Mark, and Jaemin decide to grab coffee at a cozy little café. The place is warm and inviting, the scent of roasted beans and sweet pastries filling the air as you settle into your seats. Mark sits beside you, scrolling through the menu, while Jaemin is across from you, lazily stirring his iced americano.

A young waiter, probably around your age, comes over with a shy smile. “Hey, welcome! What can I get for you?”

You glance at Mark, who’s still busy looking at the menu, before turning back to the waiter. “I’ll have a caramel latte, please.”

He nods, then hesitates for a second before speaking again, his voice softer this time. “Good choice. But, um… I feel like someone as sweet as you would probably like it extra caramel-y, right?”

You blink, caught off guard by his tone, but before you can respond, Mark’s head snaps up so fast you think he might get whiplash.

“What?” Mark blurts out, staring at the waiter like he just heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Jaemin, snorts and looks between the two of them, already amused.

The waiter, clearly flustered but still trying, nervously chuckles. “Uh, just saying… I can make it extra sweet for you.”

You bite your lip, trying not to laugh at Mark’s face. His eyebrows are raised so high they might disappear into his hairline, and his jaw is slightly open, like he’s struggling to process what’s happening.

You can feel the energy shift immediately. Mark leans back in his chair, crossing his arms, and scoffs under his breath. “Wow.”

You thank the waiter politely, trying not to make it more awkward, but as he walks away, Mark turns to you, his voice dripping with disbelief.

“Are you—did he just—” He gestures toward the waiter, eyes wide. “Did he really just flirt with you right in front of me?”

Jaemin, always one to stir the pot, smirks. “He definitely did. That was bold.”

Mark shakes his head, looking personally offended. “No, because what was that? ‘Someone as sweet as you’? That’s actually insane.” he says, mimicking the younger boy.

You giggle, nudging him playfully. “Aww, are you jealous?”

Mark scoffs again, but the way he grips his cup a little tighter gives him away. “I’m not jealous,” he grumbles. “I’m just… shocked. Like, the audacity to flirt with my girlfriend while I’m literally sitting right here.”

Jaemin, absolutely loving this, leans in. “To be fair, you weren’t paying attention. He saw an opportunity.”

Mark shoots him a glare. “Not helping.”

You, feeling a little playful, decide to tease him further. “Well, maybe he just thought I looked cute today.”

Mark lets out a dry laugh. “Oh, I know you look cute today. But that’s not the point.” He leans in closer, his voice dropping as he stares at you. “You didn’t even shut him down.”

You grin. “What was I supposed to say? ‘Sorry, I only let my boyfriend call me sweet’?”

Mark pauses, eyes narrowing. “Yes?!?.”

Jaemin bursts into laughter, and you can’t help but giggle too. “You’re ridiculous,” you tease, reaching over to squeeze his hand.

Mark huffs, still sulking a little, but when the waiter returns with your drinks, you feel Mark subtly scoot closer, his knee knocking against yours. He doesn’t say anything, but the way he slides an arm over the back of your chair—casual yet very obvious—makes his message crystal clear.

When the waiter places your latte down, he gives you another shy glance. “Hope you like it,” he says softly.

Before you can even respond, Mark beats you to it. “Oh, she will,” he says smoothly, his voice just a little too firm.

The waiter blinks, glances between you two, then quickly nods before scurrying away.

Jaemin, nearly choking on his drink from laughter, claps Mark on the back. “You’re so dramatic.”

Mark ignores him, turning to you with a victorious smirk. “What? I was just making sure my girlfriend enjoys her drink.”

You roll your eyes, laughing as you take a sip. “Mmm, extra sweet. Just how I like it.”

Mark watches you for a second before leaning in, his voice lower now, teasing. “You do know I’m the only one allowed to make things sweet for you, right?”

Your heart flutters, but you play it cool, sipping your latte. “Mmhmm, of course.”

Mark leans even closer. “Good,” he murmurs,

eyes locked on yours. “Just making sure.”

You stand up from your seat, brushing crumbs off your lap as you head toward the counter to grab some napkins. Mark watches you go, still pouting slightly from the waiter’s earlier attempt at flirting with you. Jaemin just smirks, sipping his drink, clearly enjoying how riled up Mark is.

As you wait for the napkins, one of the café employees—a girl this time—approaches you with a sheepish smile.

“Hey, sorry if this is random, but… my coworker over there,” she subtly nods toward the waiter who had taken your order, “thinks you’re really cute. He was too shy to ask himself, so he wanted me to see if you’d be down to give him your number or socials.”

You blink, taken off guard, before letting out a small laugh. “Oh, that’s cute, but I actually have a boyfriend.” You glance back toward your table where Mark is still sulking, completely unaware of the conversation happening right now. “I’m really not interested."

The girl nods, smiling. “Ah, gotcha. No worries! I’ll let him know.”

You grab the napkins and make your way back to the table, still giggling at the absurdity of the situation. As soon as you sit down, Mark glances at you, still brooding.

“What’s so funny?” he asks, voice flat.

You slide the napkins onto the table and lean in, whispering just loud enough for him to hear. “You’re never gonna believe this, but one of the workers just came up to me and asked for my number.”

Mark’s face drops instantly.

Jaemin, who was mid-sip, actually coughs from laughing. “No way. Again?”

You nod, still grinning. “Apparently, the waiter from before was too shy to ask himself, so he got his coworker to do it for him.”

Mark just stares at you, like he can’t believe what he’s hearing. He leans back in his chair, running a hand down his face before crossing his arms again, looking even more sulky than before.

Jaemin cackles. “Bro, your girlfriend is a magnet today.”

Mark ignores him, his jaw clenched as he looks at you with an expression that’s half disbelief, half pure frustration. “So let me get this straight… Not only did that guy flirt with you right in front of me, but then he actually sent someone else to try and get your number?”

You bite your lip, stifling another laugh. “I mean… yeah, basically.”

Mark scoffs, shaking his head. “That’s insane. I—I don’t even know what to say right now.”

You reach for his hand, trying to soothe him. “Baby, relax. I told them I have a boyfriend, and I’m not interested. I shut it down immediately.”

Mark doesn’t look convinced. He lets you hold his hand, but he doesn’t squeeze back, still sulking hard. “Yeah, well, it’s not you I’m mad at,” he mutters, glaring toward the counter like the poor waiter just ruined his whole day. “It’s them.”

Jaemin, still thoroughly entertained, grins. “You should go up there and ask him for his number, just to even it out.”

Mark shoots him the most unimpressed look. “Not funny.”

You giggle, leaning closer to Mark, resting your chin on his shoulder. “Come on, don’t be mad. I only want you.”

Mark exhales through his nose, still not looking at you. “Mhm.”

You pout, leaning into him more, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “Baby…”

He sighs, shifting in his seat, but still refuses to look at you. “Not talking to you.”

You grin at his childish response and decide to push your luck. You nuzzle against his shoulder, kissing the corner of his jaw this time. “You’re so cute when you’re jealous.”

Mark groans, turning his head away from you, but his ears are visibly red. “I hate you.”

Jaemin snickers. “Lies.”

You giggle, sliding your arms around Mark’s waist now, pressing yourself against him. “You don’t hate me. You love me.”

He exhales sharply but doesn’t pull away. “Whatever.”

Jaemin leans back in his chair, watching the two of you with pure amusement. “This is better than the coffee.”

Mark finally glances at you, his pout still in full force. “I swear if one more person flirts with you today, we’re leaving.”

You smirk, kissing his cheek one last time. “Okay, okay. But for the record, I love when you get all jealous and pouty like this.”

Mark groans again, but this time, when you squeeze his hand, he squeezes back.

As the afternoon winds down, you and the boys finish up your drinks, chatting lazily about random things. The café is quieter now, the warm glow of the setting sun spilling through the windows.

Just as you’re about to get up, the same waiter from earlier approaches with a small, shy smile. He quickly tidies up your table before glancing at you. “You can pay with me at the counter whenever you’re ready,” he says, his tone light but clearly directed at you.

You don’t respond, just nodding slightly while keeping your focus on your phone. Meanwhile, Mark—who has been tense this entire time—grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers, and pulls you up with him. You hold onto his bicep with your free hand, leaning slightly into him as you walk toward the counter together.

The waiter is still smiling at you as you approach, but you don’t return it, pretending to be distracted. Mark, however, doesn’t pretend anything. He tightens his grip on your hand, jaw clenched as he glares at the guy.

“I’ll pay for her,” Mark says flatly before you even have the chance to reach for your wallet. His tone leaves no room for argument.

The waiter hesitates for a second, then nods, punching in the total while Mark pulls out his card. You keep your eyes on your phone, but you can feel Mark’s lingering annoyance in the way he stands so close to you, his presence practically shielding you from the guy’s view.

As the transaction processes, Mark glances down at you, his tone shifting into something softer, more familiar. “You warm enough?” he asks, adjusting his stance so you’re even closer.

You glance up at him, smiling a little. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Mark hums, looking at you for a second before leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. It’s casual, instinctive—like he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it.

That’s when the waiter finally puts it together. His eyes widen slightly, realization dawning on his face as he looks between you and Mark. “Oh…” His voice is quiet, awkward. “I—I didn’t realize you two were… together.”

Mark doesn’t even spare him a glance. “Yeah,” he says simply, sliding his card back into his wallet. “We are.”

The waiter swallows, clearly embarrassed now. “Uh—sorry about earlier, man. I didn’t mean to—”

Mark just exhales through his nose, finally looking at him with an unimpressed expression. “It’s fine,” he mutters, though his face says otherwise.

You, still holding onto Mark’s bicep, decide to break the tension before things get more awkward. “Have a nice day,” you say politely, giving a small nod before turning back to Mark. “Let’s go?”

Mark doesn’t hesitate, wrapping an arm protectively around your waist as he guides you toward the exit. Jaemin—who has been silently enjoying the whole thing—follows behind, barely holding back his laughter.

Once you’re outside, Mark lets out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head. “I swear this was supposed to be a chill coffee date.”

Jaemin finally cracks, laughing. “Chill? Dude, I haven’t seen you this worked up in months.”

You giggle, squeezing Mark’s hand. “At least he apologized?”

Mark huffs, clearly still a little annoyed. “Yeah, after watching me kiss you.” He pauses, then mutters, “Should’ve done it sooner.”

Jaemin whistles. “Next time, just kiss her as soon as we sit down. Establish dominance.”

Mark gives him a deadpan look, but you can’t help but laugh. “Noted,” you tease, leaning into Mark’s side.

Mark sighs, finally shaking off his sulky mood as he tugs you closer. “Whatever. As long as you know you’re mine.”

You smile up at him, squeezing his hand. “Always.”

[jenosbliss]

🍇🎀ᝢ grapes under the table?

pairing. fem!reader x bsf!jeno | genre. fluff, friends to lovers | wc. 1k | warnings. none

a/n:: happy new year! btw did anyone try the 12 grapes under the table thing?

“Why do you even want to try this?” Jeno asked, his tone caught somewhere between amusement and disbelief as he crouched under the small dorm table with you,  holding a bowl of grapes like it was the most absurd task he’d ever been asked to do.

You rolled your eyes, pushing the bowl of grapes into his hands. “It’s not like I’m throwing salt over my shoulder or reading tea leaves. It’s harmless. And who knows? Maybe it’ll work!”

“You don’t even believe in this stuff,” he shot back, holding up a grape and inspecting it like it was an artifact.

“I also don’t believe in horoscopes, but I still check mine every morning,” you countered, leaning back against the table leg. “But after twenty-something years of being single, desperate times call for desperate measures.”

Jeno’s chest tightened at your words. He’d heard this complaint a million times before—your usual dramatic groaning about how unfair the dating scene was, about how no one ever liked you. But tonight, sitting under the table with you, something about it hit differently.

He remembered the evening he’d seen you at that café with some guy from your class. He’d never thought of himself as the jealous type, but watching you lean in with that laugh—the one you reserved for people you really liked—had made his stomach churn. But when the date didn’t turn into anything more, he buried the realization deep. You were his best friend, and losing you wasn’t worth the risk.

And now? The thought of this little superstition actually working, of you finding someone who wasn’t him? That made him want to throw the grapes out the window.

“You stayed back for this?” Jeno asked, his voice dipping into that teasing tone he always used to cover up his feelings. “You never skip parties, and it’s New Year’s Eve.”

“You’ve been skipping a lot of them lately, too,” you pointed out, raising an eyebrow at him. His heart stuttered. Yeah, because of you. “I just didn’t feel like going this time,” he lied.

You studied him for a moment before sighing, your gaze dropping to the bowl of grapes in his lap. “I don’t get why everyone makes such a big deal about New Year’s,” you said as if stating the obvious, your tone softer now. “It’s just a change of date. Not like Christmas or Thanksgiving, where there’s something to celebrate.”

Jeno watched you as you spoke, your expression pensive, your voice tinged with that familiar mix of frustration and longing. He’d heard this all before—how you hated being the only one without a date, how everyone seemed to find someone except you. He used to laugh at your complaints, teasing you until you smiled again.

But now? The thought of someone else being that person for you, the one who turned your complaints into laughter and made your eyes light up—it terrified him.

“Fine,” he said eventually, picking up a grape. “Let’s eat these grapes and see if your superstition works. But if you get a boyfriend this year, I’m blaming the table.”

You laughed, handing him a grape. “Deal. Now, eat.”

The two of you began eating, one grape for each month of the year. With every bite, Jeno’s heart beat louder, his thoughts spiralling. What if it actually worked? What if this silly little tradition actually brought someone into your life? What if someone else swept you off your feet and he had to watch from the sidelines?

As you popped the last grape into your mouth, you grinned triumphantly. “Done! If this works, I’m buying grapes by the crate every year.”

Jeno hesitated, his grip tightening on the bowl. His chest felt heavy, like the words he’d been holding in were threatening to spill over. “What if I don’t want it to work?”

You blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”

He set the bowl aside, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that made your breath catch. “What if I don’t want you to find someone else? What if… I want to be your boyfriend?”

The words hung in the air, the weight of them pressing against your chest. “Jeno…” You stared at him, your lips parted in shock.

“I mean it,” he said, his voice quiet but firm. “I stayed back tonight because I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I don’t want to watch you love someone else. I want it to be me.”

Your heart raced as the truth in his voice sank in. The boy who’d always been your anchor, your constant, was now baring his heart to you. “You’ve always been my best friend,” you said softly. “I never thought you—”

“That’s the problem,” he interrupted, his tone urgent. “You never thought. But I did. I’ve been thinking about it since the day I saw you on that stupid café date, and it scared the hell out of me. I’ve loved you longer than I even realized, and I’m done pretending I don’t.”

You stared at him, the room suddenly too small, too warm, too charged with everything you hadn’t let yourself feel until this moment. “Jeno,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “Ask me again.”

His brows furrowed, confusion flickering across his face. “Ask me again,” you repeated, your voice steadier this time.He swallowed hard, his hand reaching for yours. “Can I be your boyfriend?”

A smile broke across your face as you nodded. “Yes. You can.” Relief flooded his expression, and before either of you could second-guess it, he leaned forward, his hand cradling your cheek as his lips met yours.

The kiss was soft, tentative at first, but quickly deepened as you melted into him. His touch was warm and steady, his thumb brushing against your skin as if to reassure you this was real.

When you finally pulled back, breathless and grinning, Jeno rested his forehead against yours. “Guess I owe the grapes an apology.” 

You laughed, the sound light and free. “You do.”

For the first time, New Year’s felt like more than just a change of date. It felt like the beginning of something real—something that had been waiting for the right moment all along.

As Jeno held you close under that tiny dorm table, you couldn’t help but think: this was the best start to a year yet. And just like that, New Year’s Eve didn’t feel so pointless anymore.

navigation.

masterlist. nct dream | nct 127 | wayv

[its-not-sof]

toying with me

mark (smut)

tags: vibrators, praise, mark is a soft dom, this is literally just pure filth

“…ah- Ah!”

Your boyfriend smirked as he held the buzzing toy gently against your swollen clit.

“That feel nice?” he murmured, gently rolling the tiny bullet in slow circles.

You could barely respond as more desperate whimpers and moans fell from your lips.

Mark had made the suggestion to add some new toys to the bedroom only a few days ago, and you were a more than willing participant in his experimental techniques. It began with a few bullets, a rose, and some rabbits, each silicone companion more thrilling than the last. Every fluttering, sucking, vibrating sensation had you melting at his touch. You weren’t sure how much more you could take. But, if the look in his eyes was any indication, you knew you were in for a long night.

“That’s my good girl,” Mark gazed down at you with lidded eyes, smiling and drinking you in.

“Mmm— Mark!” you cried, arching your back into his touch. Your clit was buzzing with warmth, each new angle sending jolts through to your thighs. Mark’s free hand held your hips in place, not allowing you to shy away from the pleasure.

“You like that, sweet girl? You’re dripping for me,” your boyfriend cooed, pressing open-mouthed kisses against your throat.

You nodded and shifted your hips, writhing in pleasure.

“Mark, please,” you mumbled, “please let me—ah!”

Suddenly, the fluttering sensations intensified as Mark’s nimble fingers covertly adjusted the setting, effectively knocking the air out of your lungs.

“What was that, baby? Use your words.”

You bit your lip as your fingers gripped desperately at your boyfriend’s strong shoulders.

“Mark, p-please let me come…” you whimpered, clinging to his arm to hold him in place while you rutted against the toy.

Mark laughed softly at your shameless display. God, he was so in love with you.

He held out for another few moments, gently teasing you and making you chase the pleasure like a moving target. He loved seeing you worked up and frustrated because of his actions. After a few more minutes of sweet torture, he gave in to your pleas.

“Okay, pretty girl. Come for me, sweetheart.”

Mark clicked up the intensity one final time, the new wave of deep vibrations finally pushing you over the edge.

Your breaths became heavy as you rode out your high against the small but mighty toy, twitching at the slight overstimulation of his fingers. Mark’s eyes were locked on your afterglow expression, flushed cheeks and heaving chest. You collapsed against your pillow, thoroughly spent and sensitive.

Mark smiled softly at you.

“You liked that, huh?” he asked, endeared, as he carefully placed a kiss to your forehead and traced his thumb across your cheek. You smiled.

“What do you think, Mark?” you giggled, immediately pulling him close.

Mark nuzzled into your neck and placed soft kisses along your jaw.

“Let me know when you’re ready for round two, baby girl. There’s more where that came from.”

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buy me a coffee! | masterlist | @its-not-sof-recs

[prodbymaui]

Labyrinthine. — 이민형.

taking up a good rush, don't try to fight it

PAIRING: mark lee x reader

GENRE: popular girl and the loner

WORD COUNT: 1k+ words

WARNINGS: public sex (kinda), pure filth, degration kink

SYNOPSIS: You don't crumble at any man's words, but Mark Lee— God, Mark Lee.

A/N: hi, hello, officially welcome back to me I guess? aside from these short fic/filths in my drafts, I want to announce that I'm finally releasing my series (fr this time I promise)! so if you're interested, you can send an ask to be added to the taglist <3 enjoy reading!

“Mark—!”

The said man’s hand quickly covers your mouth, shushing you. His moist presses against your ear, whispering reminders about how any sounds that you make could possibly blow your cover— but the brutal pace and unforgiving thrusts of his hips does nothing to help you do so.

Keeping you in place, the A3 bookshelf of the library shakes as Mark Lee drills his cock in and out of your soaking pussy. The clutch you have on his arm tightens before flying to the air. There’s a surge of panic arising between the two of you when a book falls down, courtesy of your restless hands, and creates a thudding noise that you’re sure is enough to catch the attention of anyone inside the room. But alas, it only lasts for a second or two.

“Fuck.. you just can’t keep it down, don’t you?” Mark rumbles on your skin.

He grips the back of your thighs, turning you both around. Your back then meets the cold wood that makes up the table. It isn’t long before you yourself suppress the moans threatening to come out of your mouth, eyes rolling to the back as a drool rolls down from the corner of your lips. As Mark engulfs your body, shielding you from possible prying eyes that watches the both you fucking like rabbits inside the university’s library.

“Look at me,” He calls your name in a grunt.

Mark watches your face twist with pleasure—eyebrows drawn tight, lips parted, eyelids fluttering as you struggle to keep your gaze locked on his through the haze clouding your senses. A wave of pride flares within him, feeding off the tension between your ragged breaths and his unrelenting hold.

“So– good.. Mark, fuck, you’re so big.”

“Yeah? You like that? Like how big my cock is? Look at you,” He tips your chin, trapping it between his forefinger and thumb. “Drooling all over that pretty face with those nonsensical ramblings. I thought you don’t fuck with loners like me, babe? What was that you said in front of your friends?”

His thrusts come to an abrupt stop, and a desperate whimper escapes your lips as you instinctively wrap your legs tighter around his hips, pulling him closer. The sudden pause drives a surge of frustration through you, your body betraying you with silent pleas for more, each movement a wordless protest against the unbearable tease.

“No no no..” You mumble.

Mark chuckles, steadying your shaking head using the fingers that holds you before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. The soft kiss turns into a messy one as Mark forcefully inserts his tongue in your mouth, exploring every surface— the taste of him clinging onto your tongue is a proof of your submission to him prior to being laid on the table, fucked out.

“Tell me, darling.”

Your hands scrambles at the thrust of his hips, the tip of his cock prodding your spot.

“What did you say earlier to your friends, huh? About me?”

Gasping for breath, your mind scrambles to process his question. You swallow hard, trying to recall the memory he’s referring to, but it’s futile. No matter how hard you search, everything is a blur—your thoughts muddled, leaving you unable to grasp anything coherent about what you said or did involving Mark before this moment.

Mark scoffs, his thumb slithers from your chin to the gap between your lips. As though a snake, it slides inside and lands your tongue. Wordlessly, you circle your tongue around the digit, licking it all wet before sucking it noisily, your eyes once again rolling to the back as your walls clenches around him.

The boys you’d been with always followed your lead, eager to please, prioritizing your satisfaction over their own. They were too intimidated by someone as desirable as you, treating it like a once-in-a-lifetime chance they couldn’t afford to ruin. You never allowed any of them to feel like they had the upper hand, even in the bedroom, moreover gave them the power to degrade you as a brainless cockslut.

But Mark Lee?

“Did I fucked you dumb? Or are popular girls like you already this dumb sans getting a taste of big cocks?”

God–

You’d let him degrade you anytime. The thought alone sends a thrill down your spine. You’d drop to your knees without a second thought, craving his approval, ready to do whatever it takes to satisfy him, no matter the time or place. The power he holds over you is intoxicating, and you'd willingly surrender to it, knowing that as long as he’s in control, you’ll get exactly what you need—no questions asked, no limits.

Who could have guessed that *four-eyed Mark*, the insufferable teacher’s pet and the quiet, bookish loner everyone overlooked, would be the one to make you crumble? The irony isn’t lost on you. The same guy you once barely noticed, always tucked away in the corner with his nose in a textbook, is now the one you can’t resist. His grip on you—both physical and mental—is undeniable, and the thought of how easily you’ve surrendered to him ignites something deep within. It’s almost laughable how the tables have turned, yet here you are, completely at his mercy.

As his words push you over the edge, your body trembles uncontrollably beneath him, each wave of pleasure making you quake in his arms. Mark tightens his grip around you, holding you steady as his pace gradually slows, savoring every second of your shared release. His head tilts back, eyes squeezed shut, as he lets the intensity of the moment wash over him, matching the rhythm of your climax with his own. The room feels charged, heavy with the lingering heat between you both. 

Finally, his movements still, and the two of you are left in the afterglow, breaths mingling as the world beyond seems to fade away. With a gentle sigh, Mark rests his forehead against yours, the quiet hum of satisfaction thick in the air. For a moment, neither of you speak—there’s no need. The unspoken connection hangs in the space between you, solid and undeniable, as everything else fades into the background.

[sarsabert]

his nose scrunch 🥹

[tddyhyck]

jeno is the type of boyfriend that…

keeps extra handwarmers in his pockets for when you get cold

shampoos, blow drys, and brushes your hair

asks to see your nails after you get them done

is a little speechless when he sees you after time apart

facetimes you and just sits with you while you both do your nighttime routine

loves that you are friends with his friends

listens to the little things

runs through the rain so he can pull the car around for you

buys all of the products you use and keeps them in his bathroom so you can stay the night at his place

rolls his eyes when you baby him and squish his cheeks but secretly loves it

wears the matching pajamas with you

loves when you gossip with him

kisses you over and over before you have to push him away because he will be late

likes when you surprise him

buys practical gifts like new plates or linens

wants you to do a fashion show for him anytime you get new clothing

pushes the shopping cart while you point at all the products

always manages to bring you up in any conversation

enjoys cooking dinner with you

sends random gifts in the mail because he thought you would like it

thought he didn’t like skinship until it was with you

does a sheet mask with you

reminds you to take your medicine

paints your nails

let’s you paint his nails

shows off if you ask to join him at the gym

gives the most comforting warm hug after a long day

will do silly things just so he can hear you laugh

holds your hand in his pocket

asks questions while you tell him the lore of your favorite characters

supports any hobby you have

kisses your head

leans his head in your neck when he’s pouting

likes when you do his hair and pick out his outfit

a/n wrote this in like 10 minutes 😵‍💫 should i do a nsfw version 👀

© tddyhyck

[phoxphenex]

Hiiii, can I request I dreamies text where u can't walk after a good night?? I luv ur text 💚💚

slight nsfw

nct dream when you can’t walk the next day

[divinecrimson]

SMUT with new husband Haechan!

Warnings: unprotected sex, mxf mentions of marriage, smut without plot. Pussy drunk, praise, talking through it. Dom Haechan!

Lmk if I forgot anything. This if my first time writing smut besides my mark lee fic so let me know if it’s okay!

MDNI!!

Haechan always loved being buried inside your cunt, but even more so now that it was your wedding night he completely lost all self control. Even on this island as he watch the way his cock slid into you, eyes going crossed, pussy clenching, he just couldn’t believe all of you was for him and only him. Your perfect pussy was just for him, beautiful mouth, pretty eyes, just everything.

“That’s it baby, let go for me mmh..?” He muttered, his pleasure mixing with his concern to not hurt you. He continued to ease into you slowly, making sure you were completely comfortable before even thinking about going any faster though he wanted to. Wanted to pound you. Fuck you so good you forget your name.

“Fuck your so biggg” you moaned, causing his ego to enflate bigger than it already was. His chin felt hot against yours. Bare body’s mingling together. So much love. “Faster please!” He smiled knowing he could fulfill that request for you. He caught a glimpse of your wedding ring against your breasts, shining so perfectly against your skin. You were an angel. He couldn’t dream of having someone else as his wife.

Haechan grabbed your left leg pressing it down into the mattress splitting you deliciously on his cock. He watched your expressions. If he wasn’t as strong as he was now he would’ve cum way long ago. You were so tight, wet and warm around him he couldn’t help but feel his cock leak.

Haechan knew your body. He knew where that spot was inside you. All fuzzy. Adjusting his hips to hit your cervix so perfectly. Mind jumbling as you gushed around his dick. A white ring on the base of his dick, pretty and wet.

“There you go baby.., right there.” He whispered, kissing your cheek.

His pleasure flared up, heating his back where your nails scratched and marked. “Awe is my girl enjoying herself?” He smirked leaning into your ear to press a kiss. You told yourself not to look down. Watching his cock slide in and out as he stretched you open did things to you. Forcing your orgasm to approach way faster than expected. “Fuck I’m cumming! Mmh I’m gonna cum–“ his chain swing back and forth above you.

Haechan watched as you let out a string of moans, your back arching off the bed. “That’s it sweetheart let it out f’me. Good girl mama..” feeling your cunt flutter around his dick sent jolts up his body.

“Babyyy” you gasped, eyes rolling back, body spasms everywhere. “Tell me what you need princess..” he smiled. The sight of you falling apart beneath him triggered his own strong orgasm. You watched as his mouth opened, catching his lips into his teeth as his hair fell into his eyes, hips stuttering, cumming a huge amount.

[taexoxosgf]

recent mark 📸

[jhdyuiee]

never lose me

♡︎ pairing: idol bf!jaehyun x fem!reader

♡︎ tags/warnings: smut!, fluff, unprotected sex, multiple positions, semi-public sex (on a boat :0 ), multiple orgasms, nipple/breast play, oral (f & m recieving), fingering, cursing, pet-names (baby & darling), name-calling (slut & good girl), creampie, breeding kink (:0), spanking, making out/kissing

♡︎ w.c: 2.1k

♡︎ a.n: hi! not much to say except this is utter filth so read at your own risk, hehe. i love jaehyun :,) . anyhow i hope yall are doing well && stay safe out there, love u. jiji out 🤍

“baby you better fuck me like you mean it.”

“oh i will,” jaehyun says as his lips come crashing into mine. the intensity of the kiss caused me to stumble backwards into the boat's railing.

the sound of the crashing waves became white noise, my sole attention on his lips. the softness of his lips, they molded so perfectly with mine. it was quite a heated kiss, his tongue clashing with mine, and our teeth as well occasionally.

his hands gripped on my hips, the dress i was wearing did nothing to conceal the burning heat of his fingertips. i pull him closer when i wrap my arms around his neck, deepening our kiss even more.

i let out a slight moan when he bit down on my bottom lip, pulling on it. my gaze met his, his eyes lustful. “pull up your dress for me baby,” he whispered into my ear before sinking onto his knees.

i complied, pulling the hem of my dress up. my legs shut together, my black laced panties surely wet. “open up,” he says, kissing my thighs. i did as he said, opening them up for him. “good girl,” he says, biting on my inner thigh before palming my pussy with his hand.

“this wet already?” he mutters, sliding my panties aside. my bare cunt opened as the cool air hit it, sending a shiver through me. “you know the simplest touch from you makes a complete mess of me,” i replied, biting on my lip as he licked my clit.

“she’s always so needy for me, ain’t that right darling,” he teases, biting on my bud. i nod frantically, “god, yes! i want you, please,” i moan as i look down on the man below me.

he smirks before diving into my cunt. his tongue licking me up, sure to taste everything without missing a single drop. his licks were slow, almost as if he were trying to tease me, trying to pull me to the edge and beg for more.

and god do i beg… “pl-please m-more!”

jaehyun looks up, “more what baby?” oh fuck do i wanna wipe that smug face off him. “e-eat me please… fuck me senseless… i want you, i want you!”

“all right, i hear you baby.”

that was all jaehyun needed before going berserk. he works his way with my cunt, mouth on my clit and fingers fingering me ruthlessly.

i whip my head back when i felt his mouth suck on my clit before biting down on my bud, licking it shortly after. on the other hand his digits intruded inside my cunt, the squelching noise more evident than the ocean waves.

he licks my clit one more time before departing, “gonna cum?” i moan out yesses, but the sensation of his fingers was shortly lost. although it was now replaced by his tongue. he fucked his tongue deep inside me, i clenched around the wet muscle. the chanting of his name was the only word in my vocabulary, i was close so fucking close.

jaehyun could tell you were close, bringing his thumb to your clit, rubbing and pinching it to help you near your end. a pinch later, you came on his face. jaehyun groans in satisfaction, the sensation pleasuring. he slurps up all of your orgasm, again not wanting to miss a single drop.

when jaehyun finishes and is back on his feet, he clashes his lips on yours again. besides your pussy he also finds your lips addictive. you could taste yourself on him, you loved it.

however he isn’t the only one addicted, you are too and to all of him. especially his dick. your hand goes down to feel his rock hard cock, now you’re the one palming him. he departs from the kiss, “you gonna suck me off baby?”

“mmm, yeah,” you mutter, giving jaehyun a kick peck before you’re the one sinking onto your knees. you free him of his pants and boxers, his cock standing tall. you nearly drool at the sight, taking him in your hand you stroke him. from the base to the tip you lick him, your eyes never breaking from his as you do this. jaehyun’s eyebrows furrowed as you swirled your tongue around his red tip. putting your mouth on tip, never going furthur to tease him.

however jaehyun wasn’t in the mood to play these games. taking a fistful of your hair, he pushes your head further down until he feels his tip down your throat. he was big, you always struggled to get him all in. drool escapes your mouth as his cock occupied all the space inside your mouth.

“this mouth is so good for me,” he groans, looking down at you. comfortable now you begin bopping your head, he watches his cock disappear and reappear as you gagged and moaned. it was so hot he could cum from just this, but he wanted this to continue for just a moment more.

you bring your hands to fondle his ball, trying your best to bring him to his release. placing his hand back on the back of your head, he fucks into your mouth faster, feeling as his cock twitched inside. “f-fuck,” he moans before bursting his hot white seeds into your pretty mouth.

“swallow it baby,” he says, helping you get back up. when you swallow it down you open your mouth to show him you did, only for him to dip his fingers inside. now you found yourself sucking on his two digits.

“turn around and hold the railing darling,” he tells you in which you followed. he drags your dress over your ass, sliding your panties to the side again. the sight in front of him was heavenly, so fucking beautiful. he takes those digits from your mouth to your cunt to slide against it.

“ready baby? want my cock,” he says, teasing his hard-on against my ass and pussy. my cunt coated him in my juices. “ye-yes,” i moaned, trying to rub against him. he chuckled at my action before sliding his cock into me so easily.

“slipped right in,” he whispers into my ear. pecking my temple and my exposed skin on my neck before retreating back. his hands gripped onto my hips, as he began thrusting into me. his cock perfectly stretched me out, accommodating to his size. his tip reaching me deep inside my womb.

“yes, ugh, faster please j-jae!”

and he does such, thrusting into me much faster and harder. it could’ve been my cock-drunk state kicking in but it felt as though the boat rocked harder. whatever, i don’t care all i could focus on was his cock and how he fucked into me.

his hands began traveling in front of me, stopping on my breasts. he pulled down my dress, my breasts spilling out. groping them as he thrusts into me and out of me, taking his fingertips to pinch the nipples.

my gaze traveled to the beautiful view in front of me, the clear blue ocean and mountains. it was so beautiful but i couldn’t even fully and properly take it in, the sex was just too good to pay any mind to other things.

“cum on my cock,” he groans. jaehyun was reaching his high too, his cock twitching inside my cunt as i clenched around him.

a couple more rough thrust later, i came on his cock whilst he came inside my pussy. his cock still inside me as he turned me around, and he tries to take my dress off.

i put my hands on his chest. “w-wait what if-if some paparazzi sees us,” i say, causing jaehyun to laugh. what could be so funny? this was serious!

“so? let’s give them a show, let’s show em’ just how slutty my beautiful girlfriend is… show em’ who's the only person who could make you like this,” he says in a sultry tone. my pussy throbbed, why were his words turning me on.

i was rendered speechless. eventually i did end up naked, nothing but love bites and hickeys that jaehyun was giving my body. he worshiped my body like it was the most sacred thing in the universe.

abruptly he carries me, walking over to a the seating area nearby. he sits down, plopping me on top of him. i watch him as he jerks his cock and brings his tip to my pussy. he teases my entrance before sliding me down onto his cock. i jerk forward onto his chest, my arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. his hands groping my ass, fondling the flesh before sending one harsh slap, and another one, then another.

each slap on my ass caused me to clench around his cock. jaehyun’s cock probably felt so snug inside my pussy. “god, this pussy was made just for me. it’s the best i’ll ever have,” he groans.

when he stops slapping my ass, his hands travel to my hips as they begin to help me ride him. it starts off slow, but eventually he helped pick up the pace, going even faster and deeper.

“s-so de-deep!” i practically yell out. i watched as jaehyun smiles, leaning forward to kiss my lips. he hit my g-stop so well from this position, hitting it with every thrust that it has me moaning into our kiss. oddly though, i felt strange like an urge to pee. fuck. fuck. fuck.

“wa-wait! ja-jaehyun!” i yell out, but he doesn’t stop. we’re both thrusting roughly, but with a slight rub to my clit i came. i squirted all over jaehyun, his legs, lower stomach, and cock. i heaved, finding myself outta breath already.

jaehyun didn’t stop though, continuing to fuck me through my mind boggling orgasm. he still so desperately was trying to reach his. as another orgasm hit me, causing me to clench tightly onto his cock, was finally when jaehyun was able to cum inside you.

jaehyun’s cum was surely stuffing you good today. “one more baby,” he says, moving me to lay on my back. i didn’t even try resisting, in truth i wanted more too. i wanted jaehyun to fill me up again.

taking one of my legs he places it on his shoulder. his cock still hard as it entered me for a third time. he sinks into me deep, stamina still going strong as he thrust into me roughly. the frantic movement causing my breasts to move, capturing his attention. sliding one of his hands to your tit to squeezing it, playing with your nipple as well.

eventually placing your leg back down, giving you the chance to wrap your legs around him. strangely enough it lights something in him, arousing him. shifting you a big he now’s pounding into your faster, like a madman.

“gonna let me cum in ya again right darling?” he asks, panting. you couldn’t mutter anything but just nod. “gonna let me fill ya up with my cum, have you nice and stuffed with my baby?”

you eyes flutter shut as you yell out, “yes! give me your baby jaehyun!”

he smirks, “god you get so cock-drunk. my baby’s such a good slut for me.”

thrusting once and twice more before we both cum at the same time. “you’ll be so gorgeous pregnant with my child, our child. all swollen for the world to see.”

you don't say anything, you’re too busy seeing stars. each orgasm jaehyun drags outta you is so euphoric, better than the last.

jaehyun hisses as he slips his cock out of your pussy. your pussy clenching around nothing, feeling empty. jaehyun looks as his cum spills out, he finds it unsatisfying so he uses his fingers to stuff it back inside you.

his fingers eliciting an orgasm or two until you end up passing out. the sex was one of the best you two have ever had, heck you wouldn’t even be surprised if you do end up pregnant from this whole ordeal.

by the time you wake up again, your face was in jaehyun’s chest. carefully getting up, you take in the scenary. ah, you’re still on the boat. what was supposed to be a cute little boat date ended up getting pretty heated. i mean not that you hated it.

you glance at jaehyun who was awake now, looking right at you. “morning,” you coo. he smiles, pulling you down so he can engulf you into a hug. “passed out on me, huh,” he says, kissing your hair.

i laugh, turning my head to look up at him. “you never had a woman like me in your life, huh.”

jaehyun bites his bottom lip, eventually bringing them to yours in a gentle kiss. “nope, you’re the fucking best i’ve and ever will have.”

i smile, going to straddle him. he looks up at me, though we’re both still very much naked, that was the least of our concerns. leaning down to whisper something in his ear.

“tell me you don’t never wanna lose me.”

© jhdyuiee

2024.08.02

final a.n: hello! i wanted to mention that this one was in the drafts for so long && i decided to release as an apology for not being able to get part 2 of wildflower out. i regret to inform that i’m experiencing a dilemma with the story, having a writers block. i hate it so much bcs i rlly wanna get the story out for yall ;( . anyhow this one has been written since july-isn’t but never got out, but i hope u enjoy this one. i ask for a bit more time in writing wildflower part 2. i’ll also be gone on a trip this weekend and start school soon so let’s pray we get the story out this coming week. im truly sorry but i’ll be back after recovering for a bit. i love u all very much, thank u for 200 followers too, all the love && support is what motivates me to continue. thank u all, i love u && stay safe. i’ll be back next week, jiji out 🤍 (sorry for the rant) .

p.s this fic is inspired by an edit with a song of the same name! i’ll link it below :0

[blbyena]

boyfriend!Haechan x reader

Fluff - 1,398 words

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your boyfriend haechan loves teasing you...especially about holding his hand

The cozy cafe smelled of fresh pastries and roasted coffee beans, a perfect spot for a quiet date. You followed Haechan to a booth near the window, the warm sunlight spilling onto the table. Without hesitation, he slid into one side of the booth, casually leaning back with that trademark smug grin on his face.

You moved to sit next to him, but before you could settle in, he stopped you with a teasing tone and raised eyebrow, “Don’t people usually sit across from each other? Why are you trying to sit next to me?”

You rolled your eyes but stayed put. “I just like sitting next to you, okay?” you said, slightly defensive but flustered

Haechan’s grin widened as he leaned closer. “Aww, my baby just can’t get enough of me, huh?” he teased, his tone dripping with playful smugness.

Your cheeks flushed, and with a huff, you slid out and moved to the seat across from him. “Fine! I’ll sit here, happy now?” you said, crossing your arms in mock annoyance.

Haechan’s laughter echoed in the booth, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Oh, don’t sulk, baby. I was just kidding,” he said, his voice teasing but affectionate.

You shot him a glare, though your lips twitched upward despite yourself. “You’re so annoying.”

“And yet,” he said, leaning forward with a smirk, “you love me anyway.”

The date continued with Haechan’s usual playful antics. As he talked about something funny that had happened during practice, you found yourself getting lost in his eyes. The way they sparkled when he laughed, the way his lips curved into a mischievous smile—it was impossible not to be completely captivated.

“Are you even listening to me?” he asked, breaking your trance.

You blinked, realizing you’d been staring. “Uh… yeah?”

He tilted his head, clearly unconvinced. “Were you, though? Or were you just admiring how good I look today?”

You groaned, covering your face with your hands. “Can you stop?!”

He chuckled, clearly enjoying how flustered you were. “It’s okay, babe. You can admit it. I do look pretty amazing today.”

When the date was over, Haechan stood up to pay at the counter. You held his arm, following him before he could protest. “What are you doing?” he asked, amused.

“Walking with you. Can’t I?” you said, sticking close to his side.

He smiled, clearly enjoying your clinginess. As you reached the counter, you suddenly said, “I need to go to the bathroom real quick. I’ll be back in a second.”

But before you could walk away, Haechan grabbed your wrist and gently tugged you back. You turned, surprised, just in time for him to lean in and press a quick, soft peck to your lips.

“Okay, now you can go,” he said with a cheeky grin, letting you go as if nothing had happened.

Your heart raced as you walked away, trying to hide the smile threatening to take over your face. Of course, Haechan couldn’t resist teasing you, even with something as sweet as a goodbye kiss.

When you came back from the bathroom, Haechan was leaning casually against the counter, his hands in his pockets and his gaze fixed on you. As soon as you approached, he gave you one of his signature grins.

“You look so pretty today.” he said, his tone suddenly softer, his eyes sweeping over you.

Caught off guard, your steps faltered for a moment. “What? Where’s this coming from?” you asked, feeling heat rise to your cheeks.

He shrugged nonchalantly, but his grin widened. “I just thought I’d let you know. Gotta keep my girlfriend feeling special, right?”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t hide your shy smile as he guided you out of the café. The sun was warm against your skin as the two of you started walking down the quiet street, chatting about nothing in particular.

As you were mid-sentence, Haechan suddenly held out his hand, palm up, without saying a word. You glanced at it briefly but decided not to acknowledge it, assuming it was just one of his random quirks.

He didn’t say anything either, so you kept talking, though the silent gesture started to bother you. It was distracting. Finally, after a few minutes, you gave in, your curiosity getting the better of you.

“What are you doing?” you asked, frowning slightly as you stopped walking.

Haechan stopped too, turning to you with a teasing glint in his eyes. “What do you mean?”

“Your hand,” you said, motioning toward it. “Why are you holding it out like that?”

His lips curled into a smirk, and you could tell he was about to say something that would make you regret asking. “I knew you’d want to hold my hand,” he said smugly, “so I decided to take the first step. You’re welcome.”

Your mouth opened slightly in disbelief, and your face instantly heated up. “What?! No, I didn’t! Stop telling nonsense!”

But your flustered expression only encouraged him. “Oh? Then why are you blushing, baby?” he teased, leaning closer as you tried to avoid his gaze.

“I’m not blushing!” you protested weakly, turning your face away.

“Sure you’re not,” he said, his tone dripping with amusement. “But if you’re so sure you don’t want to hold my hand, I guess I’ll just put it away…” He started to lower his hand, watching you out of the corner of his eye.

“No, wait!” you said quickly, before realizing how you’d just exposed yourself.

Haechan froze, his grin turning triumphant. “Ah, so you do want to hold my hand,” he said, his voice practically dripping with smug satisfaction.

You sighed, covering your face for a moment before shyly reaching out and slipping your hand into his. “You’re insufferable,” you muttered, refusing to meet his gaze as your fingers intertwined with his.

“But you love me,” he said brightly, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

You glanced at him, finally letting yourself smile. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever.” You said rolling your eyes.

Haechan laughed, his thumb lightly brushing against the back of your hand. “It's okay baby I like holding your hand too.”

As you continued walking hand-in-hand, the teasing faded into a comfortable silence, the moment punctuated only by the sound of your footsteps and the occasional chuckle from Haechan. You couldn’t help but think that, as annoying as he could be, there was no one else you’d rather share moments like this with.

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This was requested by @cherryjuly2001 so I hope it's up to your liking!!

[haechandoll]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

𝓜arkhyuck ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

[handlemehyuck]

thinking about boyfriend haechan who always has a hand on your hip, regardless of where you are or what you’re wearing, even if that means the skirt of your dress bunches up beneath his palm and exposes more of your thighs, even if that means slowly slipping out of the conversation because the circles he’s rubbing beneath the denim of your jeans, thumb slipped beneath the waistband of your low rises, are undeniably more stimulating. in a busy airport with a delayed flight, he’ll sit while you stand in front of him, steering you with his hands on your hips, bringing you close enough to rest his forehead against your navel, breathing in the sweet notes of your perfume, and imagining a much more titillating scent just out of reach. your hand drops to the top of his head, twisting strands of hair between your fingers while you watch the screens changing rapidly with updates, awaiting one for your flight to jeju. one tug and he’s kissing your stomach through a soft moan, through the material of his mask, imagining a wet spot against the delicate cotton of your tee.

[renjuns-foolscover]

[3:54pm]

Lee Jeno who always holds you close, whether you are walking together and he holds you by your waist or you are standing in the kitchen or talking with friends and he would come and hug you from behind and place his chin on your shoulder.

Lee Jeno who would buy matching shirts, rings, necklaces etc for the two of you and proudly show them off whenever somebody asks about them.

Lee Jeno who is so obsessed with how your body feels under his touch that he can't keep his hands on himself whenever you are around him. You two would be making out, and he would travel with his hands your whole body tryung ti discover all of it.

Lee Jeno who sends you little cute animals or a meme that he thinks you would relate to and says 'you'

Lee Jeno who knows you so well and you can't hide anything from him. Are you sad and you don't want to tell him because he is busy and you don't want to burden him? Good luck with that cause he knows when you are faking happiness and when you are genuinely smiling and he won't let it go if he senses you are not doing okay.

Lee Jeno who gets easily jealous when other people are hitting on you and is ready to fight anyone that comes close to you, but is the biggeat sweetheart with you, always sweet and gentle.

Lee Jeno who when you first meet him he is scared that you will take him for a mean person but as you get to know him you unravel his amazing personality.

Lee Jeno who looks at you in shock when you laugh at his jokes so hard, since he is not used to people laughing at the jokes he makes.

Lee Jeno who was so nervous to introduce you to his family and his members and stayed up thinking of all the possible outcomes of the meetings.

Lee Jeno who sends you fit checks and expects your fit checks back. When you do send him what you are wearing he would probably melt at how beautiful you are or want to come to you and undress you immediately.