#nct as boyfriends

[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

[avianyuh]

Dating Yuta

Nakamoto Yuta

fuck

even his name is hot

first of all, he gives me protective boyfriend vibes

he'd be all over you in public and by public I mean in front of the members at the dorms or something

but I feel like if he was away he would make sure to FACETIME you, not text

you tried texting him once when he was away on tour and he hated not being able to see your face

he also says how he's with the most beautiful person ever and he needs to see you

blah blah blah

you know, he's sappy like that

he's a Scorpio and scorpio's are known to be very intense in relationships

but they're also known to be very committed and that's exactly what Yuta would be in a relationship

he'd be committed to you 100%

I also think he'd be very honest with you

would love to just sit in bed with you and talk for hours

if you weren't from there or familiar with the country, he'd tell and teach you all about Japan

talk about his childhood

I think he'd also teach you how to play soccer

even if you weren't sporty, he'd take you to the gym with him lmao

but you'd go anyway because sometime's he works out shirtless

and holy fuck is he hot

{have y'all seen his tattoo????? AGGGGHHHH}

anyways

you know what, we're getting explicit

remember how I for no reason at all brought astrology into this...

well, remember how I said scorpio's are intense

well that also applies to what he's like in bed

I see him as being very loving during sex

probably has a body worship kink

would just love to praise you

like to the point where you're blushing and hiding your face cuz he's just throwing out all of these embarrassing compliments

just wants you to know how much he loves you

probably holds your hands while having sex

and you know that stare he has

yep, looking right at you

after sex you probably trace his tattoos

UUUUGGGGHHH

he's too much

but you love him

anyways back to the regular stuff

he'd want to try teaching you Japanese

and whenever you argue, if he gets really mad he starts speaking Japanese and that's how you know he's really heated

but it's kinda hot

and you love seeing him speaking in his native language

I also see him constantly trying to plan secret dates

like I said, he's very protective of you

and though he has a IDGAF attitude and would like to go public

he knows that there'd be backlash and doesn't want you getting hurt

so he takes extra time to plan fun but still 'safe' dates for the two of you

especially if he hasn't been able to see you for awhile

btw, if he goes too long without seeing you he gets cranky and the members notice

so yeah, ladies and gentlemen; Nakamoto Yuta

a fucking work of art and you can't change my mind

[leftrightnomin]

Celebratory Praise ll Mark Lee

Pairing: Mark Lee x Reader

Summary: Pacing back and forth the room, Mark found himself in an endless battle with his nerves. It's his first time performing as a solo artist in an award. In your effort to be present on this very important day, you acknowledge a new-found glory that turned out pleasurable to both of you.

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Established relationship, Unprotected sex (wrap it up, ppl), Praise kink, Fingering, Lots of dirty talking, Size kink, Oral sex (mkl receiving)

A/N: This is my first ever smut here on this account. Please be nice to me as I am only a beginner. Tell me what you think about it. Enjoy!

It’s been a tough long day. Today is a very important day for your boyfriend. Mark was invited to an event and he was taking you as his plus one. The day started with cuddles and breakfast served in your hotel room near the venue of the event. And by 1 PM, you started getting ready with Mark for an award show. Not just any award show, though, it was his first award show that he was going to alone.

It was his first-ever award show as a solo artist. He was nominated for Best Male Artist for his solo, Golden Hour.

Since you started going publicly out with an idol, Mark was always making sure that you were taken care of well every time you were out in the public. It made you feel safe and secured around him in the public eye. It's also a bonus that the fans were so supportive of your relationship. Hence, you weren't worried about anything.  

Mark, on the other hand, was nervous, to say the least. He rarely got like this, pacing back and forth, around your hotel room, rambling, stuttering, and tripping over his words. He was a mess.

“Babe,” he catches your attention as he fiddled with the rings on his fingers, "What if I choke out there?"

He had changed his accessories, from his rings to his chain necklace, for the fifth time tonight. You honestly felt bad for laughing at his hysterics. He was just so cute, far from his cool, calm, and collected self.

"Mark Lee, would you please calm your butt? You have been pacing around the room for about 30 minutes straight now," I chuckled. "Calm down, love."

I got up from my seat and handed him a bottle of water, "Here, drink this. It will help relax your nerves."

He took the bottle and downed the liquid, muttering a little 'thank you'. You smiled in return and held his cold hands.

"Stop worrying please, hmm? You're not going to choke out there. Don't think too much about it," you assured. "This isn't the first time you've performed in front of a big crowd. You're going to be great, babe."

“But I’ve never done it alone, I-I’ve always had 127 and Dream on the stage with me,” Mark was having trouble forming his statement, “W-what if people don’t like the stage because it's just me? What if I disappoint you and the fans?”

I frowned, "Mark, don't say that. You will never disappoint me, okay?"

"I'm sorry I'm being such a loser right now," Mark sighed, covering his face with his hands and finally sitting down on the couch.

Seeing your boyfriend worried and having a panic attack hurt you. He was always hardworking and goal-oriented. His efforts were always doubled for the fans and everything that he does. He always made sure to do his best. The Mark you are with right now just proves how much of a human and softie idols are.

I moved and sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. His hands automatically made their way to your waist and tightly held onto it. Your hands were now playing with the ends of his hair, trying to calm him down.

“Babe, it's okay to feel nervous. Your feelings are very much valid. So don't say sorry, okay?" I said, trying to catch eye contact with him. "And you're not a loser, hmm? You're such an amazing and dedicated artist. They’re gonna love you, Mark. Your fans are very supportive and they'll love you no matter what. Just be yourself and have fun during your stage. That will be enough for your fans and also, me!"

He looked at you with doubtful eyes and pouted, "I love you."

"I love you, my big baby." I kissed his pout away. "Your song turned out so well, babe. To me, you will always be a person worthy of all good things. Win or lose, it won't change the fact that you're THE Mark Lee. Keep that in mind, okay?"

Mark nodded even though it was obvious that he was still wary.

~ • ~ •~ • ~ •~ • ~ •~ • ~

You had arrived at the venue. As you expected, Mark got into the moment as soon as we got here. He was engaging in his interviews, cracking jokes with reporters and other artists, and being his charming self. You were aware, nevertheless, that he was keeping an extremely tight hold on your hand while you both walked along the carpet.

Mark walked with you to your seats but was later on called and whisked away for his performance.

“You got this, babe,” you encouraged him, giving him a quick peck on his lips. "Remember what we talked about. Have fun on your stage. 'll be cheering for you the loudest."

Mark mustered up the most confident smile he could and left a lingering kiss on your forehead, before making his way backstage.

You knew Mark had it in him to completely kill the performance. He was so talented, but you were still a little nervous for an unknown reason.

He's going to be so good.

The beginning of the show went by in a blur. You couldn't recall who performed what song or even who was presenting the awards. You couldn’t think of anything but Mark.

Finally, the host announced him, causing the whole stadium to get filled with squeals and applause. You contributed to the cheers knowing so well that it would help boost your boyfriend's confidence.

Mark performed Vibration, one of your favorites, followed by his song, Golden Hour. The whole room loved him. The crowd was dancing and singing along to him. Your boyfriend was so into it, running and dancing around the stage.

The Mark you knew was back. He looked calm, cool, and collected as the stage lights made the thin layer of sweat on his skin glisten.

And sexy, really hot and sexy.

Fuck, now, I'm getting horny just by looking at him perform.

I let out an exasperated sigh when I felt my core reacting to Mark's Vibration. It was a good thing that we were in public. It made me calm myself down.

Wait until you get home, Y/N.

He's gonna be all yours.

You urged yourself.

When he finally finished, the crowd was screaming louder than before. You couldn’t wipe the proud smile off your face. You were so proud of him and the performance he showed. It was like he wasn't even stuttering of nervousness before.

“You were so amazing, babe." You gushed when he went back to you and kissed him.

“Thanks, babe. I heard you cheering for me,” he replied, unable to hide his smile.

"I told you the audience will love you,"

You were happy he was happy, but it didn’t take long for the nerves to creep back in when the post-performance high wore off. Of course, his category was towards the end of the show, so Mark spent the whole time fidgeting in his seat. And he was once again on the edge of his seat when the winners were about to be announced.

You held his hand, giving it a little squeeze, "This is it, babe. No matter what happens, you shine the brightest to me."

Your heart dropped together with Mark's. Mark’s name wasn’t announced. He didn’t win.

You looked over at him. He was clapping, and smiling politely, but you could see the strain in his eyes. You didn’t say anything, at least not now, not in front of all these people. You could tell that he wasn't ready for anything you have to say. So you wait.

~ • ~ •~ • ~ •~ • ~ •~ • ~

The car ride home was more reserved and quieter this time. The air felt heavy and I felt the need to be careful with the next words I say.

“Mark,” you said softly as you followed him through the door of the place you shared, “Talk to me.”

He sighed, sitting down on the couch, and staring at the floor, “I’m okay, babe."

Liar!

Mark forces a smile which made your heart hurt for him. You have never seen a smile so fake in your entire life.

“Mark,” you said, “We both know that that's not true. C'mon, babe. I'm here.”

I extended my arms to pull him into a warm hug which he gladly accepts. He lets out another sigh and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

“I'm okay, babe. I'm just," his voice was strained. "I'm just a little disappointed and worried about what other people would think. I mean, I won awards as a member of NCT and I can’t seem to now. What if doing a solo was a bad idea? What if accepting projects as Mark Lee's a big mistake?”

Your heart was breaking for him, and you knew you had to do something to fix this. Even though he didn't win that award, you were convinced that to give him a different one. He had to know how amazing he is.

“I don’t think you realize who you are,” you began, cupping his chin, and making him look you in the eyes. “You’re Mark fucking Lee. You’re talented, smart, sexy, and hot as hell. That award is nothing to the award I'm about to give you.”

Mark shrugged, but you could tell he was listening, "Babe, what are you talking about?"

"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me. I feel so privileged that I get to be the one to hold you like this," you let your hand roam his chest, touching and feeling every inch of him. "I'm so honored that I get to kiss you like this."

You hungrily kissed him. He immediately kissed back and we found ourselves in a tongue battle as he played his tongue in my mouth. You let out a small whimper when he bit your lower lip for more access, his grip on your waist getting tighter.

He's always loved it when you compliment him.

“I need you to feel something, baby,” you said, lowering your voice down an octave.

Mark watched you intently as you slipped your underwear off under your dress. You grabbed his hand, guiding his hands to your center, letting him feel you. Mark let out a low moan when his fingertips felt your hot core.

“Feel that Mark?” you asked, desperation laced your voice.

Mark nodded, biting his lip. He slowly glides his hand in a circular motion, spreading the wetness that was already forming in between your legs, "God baby, you're dripping."

“That’s all for you,” you purred, “Just from watching you up on that stage performing, with sweat coating your soft skin. God, you were so good. I wanted to  just grab and take you right then and there.”

“Was I that good, baby?” Mark asked. You knew he was fishing for compliments. He's always so keen on hearing how good he makes you feel. And you were more than happy to give exactly what he wants.

“Better than good. You were amazing. Thousands of people screaming for you, Mark. Just you,” you egged him on.

You were now straddling his lap and you could feel his length harden beneath you, "Hmmm."

"Fuck," you cursed as you felt two of his fingers stretch your walls.

His fingers moved agonizingly slow inside you, making your breath heavier and your mind cloudy.

“Are you gonna scream for me, Y/N?” He curled his fingers inside you, hitting your sweet spot.

"Oh, Mark! Yes, keep going, please."

“I’m gonna scream so loud for you, Mark,” you continued. "Look at me, babe. Getting all riled up with just your fingers."

You let out a moan, as pleasure began to pool in your lower stomach. "No one can make me feel as good as this. Only you."

You didn’t have to do much pretending. His long fingers were reaching all the right places, making your core wetter with every stroke.

“You want more of me, baby girl?” Mark asked.

“I need you Mark, I need you to fuck me so bad. I need to get fucked by that big cock of yours,” You whined rolling your hips against his fingers, pushing them in deeper.

"Fuck,"

You couldn't wait any longer so you pulled at his shirt, not caring if you ripped any buttons in the process. He immediately returned the favor by ripping your dress off of you, unclasping your bra, and leaving you in all your glory in front of him.

"You're so pretty, baby."

Successfully unbuckling his pants, you felt your mouth water when you see the obvious bulge that was straining against his boxers. Just looking at it makes your core tingle and you feel yourself getting wetter.

“God, Mark, you’re so big,” you breathed, as you pulled off his last bit of clothing.

You took his dick in your hand, lightly stroking it to tease him.

He let out a mumble whimper, squeezing his eyes shut as you played with him, "Fuck, Y/N. That feels so good."

“Do you realize how many people wish they had you like this? Wish they could see your sexy body all laid out for them. And see your cock so red and hard for them? But it’s all for me, and I want it all, every last aching inch,” your words were dripping with lust.

You licked a stripe up his pulsing cock, making him twitch in your hands and groan.

"Looks like someone's missing my mouth."

“Such filthy words from a pretty little mouth,” Mark groaned. He parted your lips with the tip of his cock, gaining access to your mouth.

You kneeled in front of him, between his thighs, and started taking him in your mouth. His cock was so big that you still couldn't fit everything inside your mouth even though you'd done this a couple of times already.

"Fuck, babe," Mark let out a groan and started to thrust his hips, "You're doing so well for me."

Mark's eyes never left yours as his face contorted with pleasure. You felt motivated to let him cum. But you wanted it in another whole. You took his shaft out of your mouth, letting out a popping sound, and licked a long stripe along his pulsating cock, swirling your tongue on his tip.

"Shit," he cursed looking at you with lust-filled eyes.

“Fuck me, Mark,” you demanded, "Fuck me dumb like you can."

The words barely left your mouth when Mark flipped you down on the couch.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, Y/N,” Mark promised.

His tip was pressed against your aching core, making you squirm. Before you could say another word, he pressed his length into you. You let out a loud gasp, as you tried to adjust to his member. Mark let out a deep groan as he pushed into you, "Fuck, baby. You're so tight."

“I love when you fill me up, baby,” you said, “You’re so big and thick, you feel so good in me.”

“Tell me, Y/N, tell me how good I make you feel,” Mark demanded through gritted teeth as he thrust into you.

“Feels so-oh, uhm, good,” you told him, “You're so deep, baby. I love it so so much.”

"Ugh, Mark!"

“I love the way your pussy tightens around my cock when you speak like that Y/N,” Mark groaned. "Such a slut for me. Only me."

He thrust into you harder and deeper. You threw your head back and let out a loud groan when he pushed against your sweet spot.

“Right there, baby. You're making me feel so fucking good, babe."

You watch as Mark's eyes darken even more and his face contorts with pleasure.

"No one will ever fuck you as I do, Y/N."

“Oh, fuck.” His thumb pressed to your clit.

He rubbed against your bundle of nerves, adding up to the pleasure, rendering you speechless and unable to think straight. All your thoughts went. Nothing but how fucking good he was making you feel. You were a moaning mess and all you could hear was groan after groan and Mark's skin slapping against yours.

“Scream for y/n, scream my name," Mark ordered.

He pulled out his cock, leaving only his tip inside you, and pushed himself inside with extra force.

"Shit, Mark!" You screamed. "Do it again, please. Please, please one more. Just like that."

"I said scream, baby." He pulls back and thrust harder, "C'mon, what's my name?"

"MARK!"

"MARK, please,"

"FUCK, MARK. Feels so fucking good," you screamed shamelessly, not caring if the neighbors could hear you.

"Please, don't stop," you begged, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt yourself come closer to the edge. "I'm s-so c-cl- close."

“Don’t hold back babe,” he told you, his voice low and heavy.

Your visions went hazy as pleasure enveloped your body.

“Mark!” you cried out, feeling the wave pulse through you.

He continued to roll his hips against you, milking out your high. The combination of your tightening around him and screaming his name was enough to send you over the edge.

“Fuck, y/n,” he let out a deep, throaty groan, throwing his head back as he released his seed inside of you. He fell on top of your chest as you both rod out your highs, filling the room with soft whimpers.

“Thank you,” Mark said as he fixed himself on top of you and cuddled closer.

“For what?” you asked, still catching your breath.

“For making me receive the best award I could ever,” he said, giving you a soft kiss, “And for making me feel better.”

"Thank you too, babe. That was amazing,” you replied.

You weren’t even trying to hype him up, it was truly an amazing orgasm. A mind and soul-wrecking one.

Mark let out a soft laugh and snuggled closer to you, "Did you mean every word you said?"

“Every,”

"Single,"

"Word," you highlighted each word with a kiss.

Mark smiled, "I'm so lucky. I love you, Y/N.”

“And I love you,"

[orangesaek]

drunk boyfriend mark getting emotional

[jenomark]

NCT AS BOYFRIENDS

⟡ He'll know if you want to date him, fuck him, or be near him. He's confident enough to know his charms, and he'll know he's worthy of your affection. ⟡Likes flirting with you. ⟡Wants you to make the first move. He has no issue doing it first, but he wants to be surprised by how badly you'll work for it. ⟡ You'll have to earn his trust. He's cautious and really protective over his heart. Vulnerability doesn't come naturally to him. Like a prize, you'll have to win him. ⟡ Takes things slow. Doesn't want to jump into anything serious, especially if he's busy. ⟡ Very loyal. Isn't looking at anyone else while he's with you. If he wants you, he'll only want YOU. ⟡ Is on your side. He has your back always. ⟡ Though, he will push you to be your best self, even if it hurts. ⟡ Requires a private relationship. He doesn't want any outside input on the two of you being together. ⟡ Very romantic. He's not flashy with his gestures. He likes simple things: nice dinners, holding hands walking down streets, flowers, making memories together, etc. ⟡ Loves taking your picture and documenting everything you do together. You're his muse. ⟡ Doesn't have to look at you to know when you're upset. He feels it, too. He hopes you can do the same for him. ⟡ Will be loved by your parents. He'll always come with a gift. He's genuine. He is polite and understands exactly what they need from him. ⟡ Loves attention and loves to be doted on by you. If you're his world, he'll crave all the ways you'll show him love. ⟡ Does need his own space to think. Is the type to enjoy a relationship with boundaries. ⟡ He needs to know he's safe with you. ⟡Gives very thoughtful gifts from the heart. Is the type to plan massive birthday parties or book relaxing vacations as a surprise. ⟡......but he's definitely happiest being at home with you doing absolutely nothing. ⟡His intimacy in public is subtle and soft. Brushes against skin and kisses on your temple. In private, his passion is limitless. He will swallow you whole. Very sensual. Loves expressing himself through sex. ⟡ Fights happen. He's very stubborn and has a hard time letting go of his own vision or reasons. ⟡Apologizes without ego or embarrassment. Give him time alone to come to his senses and he'll have all the tools to talk things through. ⟡ However, he will need someone who can work through their won faults, as well. ⟡ He needs a good communicator. ⟡He very much has romantic fantasies about growing old together with you. He secretly wants to be the grumpy old man who is completely in love with his significant other. ⟡ If you breakup, he's the boyfriend you'll never forget.

[backtoyuta]

How NCT127 would be as teachers

[or working in a school]

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❁ [Taeil] History teacher;

100% one of those teachers that spends at least 15 minutes of the lesson chatting shit with the class

Can also be easily distracted by just asking him what his favourite season is, or his plans during the summer

Is always pitching school trips

Makes awkward eye contact with you when you try to cheat in a test

Launches text books across the room rather than just handing them out

Has a chocolate drawer

Literally can never make his smart board work, is always forced to play youtube videos on mute.

❁ [Taeyong] School councillor/ pastoral;

He's the guy in charge of talking you down from an anxiety attack, or handing you a box of tissues when exams are really getting to you.

Has the stash of generic pads and tampons for all the poor kids that come running in with that fear stricken look in their eye and a jumper tied around their waist.

always has a box of biscuits and chocolates locked and loaded.

Mr Lee is the guy that approaches you kindly with his hands in his pockets because he knows you've been going through it at home, and wants you to know his door is always open.

Manages to give extremely sound advice, like he truly cares and isn't just regurgitating quotes from a training seminar.

extremely well liked, when students get sent to talk to him they know they're in good hands.

❁ [Johnny] Behaviour team;

in charge of the after school/ lunch time detentions.

No one knows fear like when they are *this* close to getting away with ditching and then Mr Seo rounds the corner with his walkie talkie

assertive as hell

you'd think he was hated by students, but if you're behaving well and going to class he's not afraid to have a little joke with you either.

Sits there with his eye brow raised and his arms crossed on the desk while you explain why you're in detention, but the conversation is interrupted when his walkie talkie is going off again because a kid is trying to scale a wall.

always has his tie loose and sleeves rolled up by the end of the day because his job is one of the most stressful.

Is fully aware that he scares students a bit so goes out of his way to be kind and funny to put kids at ease (as long as they're not misbehaving)

really good at remembering student's names, even the quiet ones that slip under the radar

❁ [Yuta] Scary flamboyant biology teacher;

You stopped believing his anecdotes weeks into the term because theres an 80% chance he's fucking with the class.

a very good teacher who can get the lesson done concisely and efficiently

is one of those teachers that stares at you and just waits for you to finish talking instead of saying to be quiet.

Students find him mysterious and intimidating but also never complain when they have him on their timetable.

Yuta is the teacher that the substitutes ask for when they can't control the class

you'll be sat there having a chat with your friends and then Mr Nakamoto comes in to yell at the class to be quiet and listen to the sub and then everyone actually does it.

Will sign the petition to stop dress-coding the girls without a second thought because he truly believes it's stupid.

Tells kinda TMI stories, but you don't read too much into it because who knows if its really true or not.

❁ [Doyoung] Aggy receptionist/school nurse;

Is the least bit interested when you roll up late and have to be signed in.

Is extremely glad he sits in his own office and doesn't have to deal with kids as much as the teachers

Gate keeps the espresso machine in the main reception

Has to work extra hard when a kid comes in looking like they're gonna puke or with a bloody knee because sympathy is exercising a new muscle for him.

Will gossip with Taeyong in his room when he's on his lunch break

If you do happen to catch him in the pastoral room then he'll sit quietly and respectfully while you talk to Mr Lee, he might even chime in with something useful that'll make you fear him a bit less

Has perfected the art of dealing with complaining parents to an actual tee, the best in the business.

Fails to hide his laugh when you come into his office and tell him you got hit in the face with a basketball.

Makes a huge song and dance when kids come to him and tell him they forgot their PE kit or their violin and now he has to call their mum

❁ [Jaehyun] PE teacher Himbo;

Definitely one of those young PE teachers who peaked in high school and only likes you if you're good at sport.

Had to consciously act professional when he was assigned the lower set.

In reality, is the most fun on sports day

Like he will actually take part and that's why his classes like him

if you hurt yourself and its not serious he'll make a little joke or laugh with you to make it less embarrassing before sending your sorry ass to Doyoung.

if you want to get out of PE, just say you're on your period because Mr Jeong gets flustered easily and he won't ask any questions

Heaven forbid he gets asked to cover a lesson that isn't PE, will just let the class go crazy on kahoot.

Shoots baskets perfectly and tries to act chill when the class is cheering but really he's screaming on the inside.

❁ [Jungwoo] Librarian;

First things first, Mr Kim makes World Book Day his bitch.

Maybe the school was more casual about it in the years past, but since he started working there, the students are generally expected to take part or Jungwoo will be very disheartened

Makes the library a true sanctuary

is guilty of calling the IT support at any minor inconvenience on his computer

Also eats during the day and then simultaneously tells kids off for eating in the library

Is terrified at the concept of disciplining rowdy students- so he just doesn't.

not that students ever really disrespect him, he's too nice

admittedly spends most of his day flicking pens and twiddling his thumbs, but students fight over the role of student librarian because he's quite fun to talk to

❁ [Mark] TA;

At least half the student body has a crush on him

Gets mistaken as a student all the time because youth.

always keeps fidget toys on him for the kids that need them

puts 110% effort into helping you with homework, even if he's clueless on what the subject is

thrives in the modern foreign languages class

calls the students "dude"

always ends up washing the dirty mugs in the staff room at the end of the day

If he catches you upset in between classes, will sit and talk to you like a friend before walking you down to Mr Lees quiet room.

Just the bestest boy really

❁ [Haechan] Shitty ICT teacher;

One of those fresh out of Uni teachers who's still finding their way

Drinks redbull during class

avoids leaving his desk at all costs

His marking is always so inconsistent

Like you'll be looking at an answer he marked wrong, but marked correct on your friends test and when you go up and question him about it he's like "damn shawty lemme take another look at that"

doesn't say shawty, but ya know same energy

has no shame in literally regurgitating the same comment over and over again at parent's evening

His redeemable quality is that he's the most fun on school trips... probably because he also enjoys not being in school.

[chaoshoranghae]

god he is so-

I'm down so bad

I wanna go on walks with him and lay in bed with him

And just get soft cuddles

[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 🤍

+ + +

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 ㅠㅠ ! pardon me tho plss bcs i am preparing lots for the future so pls stay tuned… this week, hehe. 🤍

[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.

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[phoxphenex]

Hiii, I just started following you and omg your posts make me so 😵‍💫🫠🤯!!!

I was wondering if I could be 🧿 anon or if not then 🥞 anon

All of your stuff is soo good I’m so glad I found you>:) If you aren’t busy could you do one for Haechan where he is over protective for some reason? Or like really loves to baby reader or something like that.

Thank you💁‍♀️🙏💗💓💞💕

yessss omg welcome!! i’ve added you to my list 🧿 anon >:) (also i hope you don’t mind that some of these are more towards fem!reader)

overprotective haechan texts

[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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[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.

[orangesaek]

hi sorry to bother you. But could you by chance do a Jaemin or Jeno scenario where he asks his s/o to scratch his back because he really likes it? With extra fluff if possible 😅

“Babe~” Jaemin called excitedly as he entered your shared apartment, announcing his arrival with a bright smile plastered on his face. The thought of you waiting for him and welcoming him with hugs and kisses had him giggling on his way home. However, his smile was replaced with a (cute) pout when he couldn’t find you anywhere in sight.

He made his way to your bedroom, carefully opening the door in case you were already sound asleep. It was past midnight anyway, he really couldn’t blame you.

“Babe?” he quietly called again as his head peeked behind the door before walking right in and gently closing it with a worried sigh.

There you were, typing away at your desk, back hunched, and your head bobbing lightly to the music on your earbuds, completely oblivious of his presence. He honestly would prefer to see you snoring the night away than see you working late again.

You were massaging your temples when you suddenly felt a huge pair of hands grab your shoulders and straighten your back. You froze in your seat, thinking a robber had come in, but immediately relaxed as soon as a familiar scent of perfume hit your nose. You quickly stood up and turned to face a smiling Na Jaemin.

“Jaemin!” you greeted with a big smile on your face and hugged him tightly, and Jaemin more than happily did the same.

“I’m home,” he said. “I missed you so much, baby,”

“I missed you too, and welcome home,” you said, your words coming out a bit muffled as you buried your face in his chest. The days he spent at the gym and eating healthily have definitely paid off, you thought.

Jaemin kissed the top of your head before (reluctantly) letting you go.

“Sorry, I didn’t notice you were already home. For a second I thought a robber had come in…” you quietly said as you removed your earbuds and placed them on your desk, “How was your day, baby?”

Jaemin gave you a sweet smile as he looked into your eyes and kissed you tenderly on the lips.

“I had such a long day, princess.” he sighed, fatigue evident in his eyes. “But don’t worry about me. I’m feeling much, much better now ‘cause you’re here,” he added, flashing another bright smile. You shook your head and pursed your lips in discontent.

“I’m really glad you’re home safe, but I’d like it if you could also tell me about how your day went...” you mumbled under your breath.

Jaemin let out a small chuckle, eyes soft as he curled a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“How about I take a quick shower first and then we’ll talk about it in bed, princess?” 

You just slowly nodded out of consideration; he does deserve a relaxing, hot shower after such a long day. You then gestured to the desk behind you.

“I’m just gonna finish this up real quick,” you said.

Jaemin took a quick look at the computer screen before looking back at you. There was no way he was going to let you work until the sun came up.

“Is it urgent or can you finish it later?” he asked. You pursed your lips in thought and shook your head lightly with a smile.

“Nah, not really. It can wait a bit,” you answered. “I just thought it would be more efficient for me to do a little bit of work while I wait for you.”

Jaemin nodded in understanding, mouthing an ‘okay’. It was nearly the end of the month anyway, which meant you had double the amount of work to catch up on. Although he was never happy with seeing you working til daylight, he also understood how it was an important week for you. He motioned for you to go back to work before finally heading to the shower.

After doing his skincare in the bathroom, Jaemin happily made his way to the bedroom, letting out a satisfied exhale. He then opened the door to the bedroom quietly, and much to his delight, you were already lying in bed with your phone in your hand, back facing him while laughing at whatever video you were watching. His heart always warmed at the sight of you smiling and laughing, and so much more if he was the reason behind them.

His presence didn’t go unnoticed this time as you turned your body to the source of another familiar scent that enveloped the room. It was Jaemin’s body wash, the only brand he had been using ever since you gifted it to him on a random day.

“Did you take a good shower?” you asked after putting your phone away. Jaemin nodded with a satisfied grin. You then patted the empty space beside you, and Jaemin immediately climbed into bed and snuggled closer, locking you in place with his arm and leg on top of you.

You let out a giggle when Jaemin started playfully kissing you all over your face before landing a sweet peck on your lips.

“Have I told you I missed you today?” he asked, voice soft as he looked into your eyes lovingly. You moved your body to face him, looking him in the eyes with an equally loving gaze.

“Yeah, you did. But I don’t mind hearing it again,” you answered as you lightly brushed his soft lips with your index finger, looking at him expectantly. Jaemin gave you a small but adoring smile as he kissed the tip of your finger.

“I missed you today, my beautiful and wonderful y/n," he whispered before quickly adding, “I miss you each time we’re not together.”

What he said warmed your heart, and you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing him on the lips. Jaemin tightened his hold on you as he deepened the kiss, hoping you would feel all the love he had for you.

You broke away first before giving him a peck and lightly chuckling at a now-pouting Jaemin.

“So,” you started, pretending not to notice his still-pouting face. “How was your day?” you asked. Jaemin hummed in thought; he honestly didn’t know where to start.

“Do you want to be the little spoon while you tell me the details?” you suggested, and you swore you saw his face light up. Jaemin always liked being the little spoon, especially when he was feeling extra tired or stressed from work.

For Jaemin, you were his source of comfort. You were like a soft, warm blanket that keeps his entire being warm and happy on a cold, lonely night.

"Sweetie?" he softly called. You hummed in response, urging for him to continue. "If it's not too much to ask, would you please scratch my back, too?" he asked, eyes blinking with expectation under his long, pretty lashes.

"Of course, my baby. Anything for you," you answered, and the two of you quickly repositioned yourselves, with Jaemin resting his head on the crook of your neck. Your leg was now on top of him, arms wrapped around him as you started gently scratching his back. 

“This really feels so nice. Thank you, baby,” Jaemin said as he let out a contented sigh. If there was one thing you could do to effectively relieve him from stress, it was to scratch his back until he fell asleep.

Jaemin had started talking until you finally heard the yawns in between. You alternated between scratching his back and gently patting his butt like a baby, and it didn’t take long before his words started to come out slurry before completely dozing off.

You couldn’t help but smile when you glanced down and saw him with a peaceful look on his face. 

“I love you, Na Jaemin,” you whispered before placing a gentle kiss on top of his head and drifting off to sleep as well.

-end.

[a/n] to whoever sent this in: I'M SO SORRY this is so long overdue :') I hope you're still around! oh, and don't worry, u're not a bother to me at all please TT^TT <3 thanks for ur request!

[sarsabert]

his nose scrunch 🥹

[backtoyuta]

NCT127: When you're a bad student

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❁ [Taeil] is fighting the urge to be a helicopter boyfriend. Taeil has a healthy respect for your routine but can't hide his face when you said the lengthy assignment is due in 2 days and you've barely started. Taeil is the kind to buy you little sweet treats to encourage you to continue writing, or send you little texts here and there to let you know ~you can do it~. Will sit with you and do something quiet while you work because he knows you'll only leave your workspace and try to find him to distract yourself otherwise. Always thinks you look so cute in your mismatched slouchy outfits for class because you hate making the effort. Plants a little kiss on top of your head every time he walks by you working. When the assignment is submitted he will buy you your favourite food as a job well done, plenty of cuddles as he breathes out a sigh of relief on your behalf.

❁ [Johnny] Loves to joke about you being a lazy student, and is always amused watching you belly-ache over assignments you clearly do not want to do. Will give you the side eye when you whip out your phone to text or doom scroll and likes to take you out somewhere near by to work for a change of scenery. Despite loving to hear you laugh, he knows he's more distracting than he is helping so will exile himself on a mission for coffee while you work in the library. ~"It's for your own good!"~ he'll laugh. After giving you a chance to get in the zone, he'll return with your favourite coffee and read your work proudly over your shoulder. Johnny is the type to give you his hoodie so you can be comforted by some form of his presence and promises with a cheeky wink you can have the ~"real deal"~ after you've submitted your work.

❁ [Taeyong] Is the type to actually show sympathy and will let you bitch about classes, tutors, assignments and the people in your class to your hearts content. Will remind you to breathe with an amused glint his eye when you're done. Will try his very best to help with assignments; google some things here and there or find eloquent ways to make the word count longer. Very good at catering to your needs, will stay as a comforting presence or make himself scarce depending on what's more helpful for you. Wordlessly takes your glasses from your face, cleans the lenses and then places them back on gently because the smudges were bothering him. rubs your back comfortingly when you whine about how you wish you had started the work earlier. organises your notes and lets you have a little cry when it all gets a bit too stressful.

❁ [Yuta] Wants you to succeed in everything you do, but at the same time kind of loves this aesthetic on you. Finds your approach refreshing and likes how you don't pin all your worth on how well you do in classes. Is obsessed with your usual class look, the glasses and messy hairstyles with oversized shirts and sweats- you lowkey feel your worst and yet Yuta is stealing kisses and checking you out like no other. Likes walking you to your classes or meeting you after them, you'll always find him leaning back on the wall casually scrolling his phone and catch his smirk when he looks up and meets your eye. Kind of stays out of your business when it comes down to your work ethic and leaves you to it, but will always be there to comfort you if you were upset by a grade. Will hurriedly pack your bag for you and jog you to class if you're late.

❁ [Doyoung] Respects the way you like to do your work, but will be the first to say ~"I told you so"~ when time has slipped away from you too much. His tactic always includes giving you lots and lots of kisses while gently plying your phone out of your hand and putting it on do not disturb when you're a tad distracted. Gets very humoured when you do a ton of work without even clocking his antics and you make a big song about ~"Getting in the zone"~. Will point blank refuse to come over because he wants you to finish your assignment, but can't hide the smile when he opens his door to you with your backpack and books in hand and chastises you for exploiting loopholes. Is the type to help you with the assignment, but you might have to beg a little before he'll pull out his phone and do some googling. Flicks you on the forehead for leaving it until the last minute- again.

❁ [Jaehyun] Takes a lot of genuine interest in the subject you study, to a point where he enjoys it more than you do. Jaehyun kind of wishes he could partake in the student experience of finding nice places to study, going to socials and parties and fucking around in the library but he rarely sees you doing any of that either. ~"Shouldn't you be working on that thing?"~ he'll question you in good humour while you're lounging on your bed not doing the thing he mentioned. Laughs audibly when he sees your face drop and an ~"Oh shit, yeah"~ fall hurriedly from your lips. Loves telling his friends that you're a student and sharing your major, he thinks you're so smart even if you don't have that much faith in yourself. Will never say no to a college party, actually really enjoys hanging with your friends and sharing drinks from red solo cups with you even though you both know you should be studying.

❁ [Jungwoo] A bit of a clueless boyfriend really, he couldn't tell someone precisely what you're studying and never really quite recognises the urgency of an assignment due in 48 hours. Needs you to tell him how he can help you, but whatever you say he will do to the very best of his efforts. Loves checking you out in your uni varsity jacket and hoodie and laughs childishly when you tell him you got 69% on a test before giving you a boisterous high-five. Finds the bare minimum impressive, if you tell him something insignificant about your assignment he acts like you just blew his mind. Finds a kind of masochistic joy in watching you rush around for your class stuff when he reminded very nonchalantly of the time. Steals your glasses to wear and ruffles your hair when he walks by you with your head in your hands.

❁ [Mark] The most considerate, as always. Sticks out the all-nighters with you out of solidarity, and smiles at you encouragingly with his head resting on the table watching you work. Curates nice study playlists for you. Will talk about all the nice things you'll do once the assignment is over to try and encourage you to stick at it. Splashes out on delivery food and delivers it on a plate with a kiss on the cheek. Scared you to death when you said you'd be studying in the library and he caught you red-handed taking a nap. Likes to steal your varsity jacket but thinks you suit it more. Once spent ten minutes negotiating with you with a wet-wipe when he saw test answers scrawled on the inside of your arm and celebrated with you when you passed with the bare minimum because you did it honestly.

❁ [Haechan] The worst influence but with the promise of a good time. Both of you dying of laughter comparing your god-awful test scores while making a pact to try a bit harder next time. Invites you over with the sincere offer of a study date but procrastination gets the best of both of you with the help of his PS5. Wears matching sweat co-ords with you. Always sitting at the back of the lecture hall to not draw attention to your laughter and talking. Your notebook is full of his doodles and silly notes, as his is full of yours respectively. You guys are the favourite couple to invite to parties because good times and funny memories just follow you around. Genuinely contemplating cheating until you agreed to snap out of it. Instead, you spent three hours to develop a code so you could communicate during tests only for you to completely forget it when the time came. You only started to see true improvement in your grades when you put a healthy wager on who can get the best score by the end of term.