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[dreamingsung]

SUB!JISUNG >>>>>>>

^ me reading this ask because I LOVE sub!jisung

܀⊹nsfw thoughts under the cut⊹܀

imagine cuddling with ji at night, maybe watching a show or scrolling on tiktok together. you’re running your free hand through his hair and occasionally rubbing his back absentmindedly

once you're bored of scrolling or watching the show, you turn to face him and throw one leg over his hip and thread the other between his thighs, pressing up against him with a smirk as he bucks against your thigh from the sudden friction

he looks at you with wide eyes before letting out a small whine when you slide your hand up under his shirt before slowly running it down to his semi-soft member

after steadily pumping him at a painstakingly slow pace, he's fully erect and the frequency and volume of his whines and hushed pleas for "more" increase

running your thumb over the his leaking tip, you pump him faster until he's on the brink of an orgasm. You quickly remove your hand and coo at him, teasing his strained groans and pants while he ruts up into the air in search of friction

you keep this up a few more times until there's tears brimming in his eyes.

"please y/n-" "I'm so close,, please.."

for the final time, once he's near the brink, you start pumping him as fast as you can. All you can hear or his sweet moans while he mumbles your name out between them

he ends up cumming all over your hand and his navel

his face scrunches up and relaxes leaving an expression full of pure pleasure when he does finally cum

when he thinks you're done, his eyes widen once again as you crawl over him, straddling his waist after you pull his sweats down, revealing his pretty and long member thats completely covered in his release. You rub his messy tip against your hole, moaning and putting on a show as you tease his tip in and out before quickly sinking down on him

you both let out a loud and long moan

while you steadily bounce on him and he thrusts up to meet you, he grips your hips so tightly that you're sure he'll be leaving bruises

he twitches inside of you as he's already close to another orgasm

you lean down and kiss him gently on the forehead and his shaky and glazed gaze meets while he pants knowing he won't be able to hold on much longer

connecting your lips in a long kiss, you reach your hands for his and interlock your fingers. He mumbles about how much he loves you with tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes while you clench around him

reaching his final orgasm his hips snap up into yours and stutter while he cries out from the overstimulation, filling you to the brim while you continue to bounce of him, riding out both of your highs

he's practically seeing white with the prettiest 'o face'

once he fully comes down, he feels you leaning forward and stroking your clean hand through his hair once more and placing a kiss on his forehead in an attempt to ground him

you sit up again and attempt to get up off of him before you feel his hand quickly reach out to you

"p-please.. can we just stay like this" he pants.

you nod with a smile laying back down on him

you end up falling asleep like that, feeling so full of him and complete overall

(sorry if there's any mistakes, reading makes me tired so it's hard to spell check everything)

[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 14: Lingerie W/ Ten

Post Date: 14th December 2022 Content: Smut - SuperM/NCT/WayV Ten x Reader WC: 1K TW?: Lingerie/ SoftDom!Ten/ Body worship

Summary: To cheer him up after a hard time over the holidays, you try on something a little special for him. 

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“Are you okay baby?” You asked him, pouting when he turns to you with a pout on his face, shaking his head slowly, eyes barely open as he tries to keep himself awake. 

He’s been so busy for the last few weeks with the promotions and comeback, everything. He’s barely had time to even sit down for even five minutes just to relax, and now being home with you, it all catches up to him and he’s ready to sleep for days on end. You couldn’t blame him for that, it hurt you to realize how hard he’s been working, and understand that he may need a few hours to come around. 

However, you couldn’t help but feel the need to cheer him up, but the ideas that come to mind made you cringe, not that they were bad ideas, but you just wanted to treat him extra special. He deserves to have something special at the end of the day, he deserves a month-long holiday, doing whatever he wants but you know you can’t easily give him that. 

“Anything I can do for you?” You ask quietly, taking him in your grasp as he lays his head on your chest, resting to the sound of your heartbeat as he hums happily, just happy to be cuddled up to you. 

“No thank you, angel,” He whispers, nudging his head into your chest a little more, arms snaking around you and getting extremely comfortable on you, happily giggling when you’re playing with his hair. “I’m just really happy to be spending time with you”. 

Just as you were getting comfortable, a lightbulb flashes in your head, trying to think of a sneaky way to get into the bedroom so you can try something to surprise him. You were going to feel guilty for ruining his comfort but you had your fingers crossed that he’d love the surprise and it’ll be so worth it.

“Baby, I know you’re comfortable but let me go grab some blankets from the bedroom, I won’t be too long,” You lie through your teeth and the guilt already sets in when you notice his little puppy dog eyes when he unwillingly moves off of you. “I’ll be two minutes”.

Getting up off the couch, you make a dash for the bedroom. You were definitely not going to be two minutes and you know that, but you needed to find something you were looking for in particular. Digging through your wardrobe, you find the little gift bag right at the back, which you put there ages ago, containing sexy Christmas lingerie. 

With fingers crossed, you slide out of your pajamas and snake yourself into the red and white lacey set, white fur resting on your bust, the rest of it making the contours of your body stand out. You couldn’t that even you found yourself to be so sexy in this set, pairing it with a pair of red and white thigh-high socks, holding them up with a red garter. 

Just as you let your hair fall out of the hair tie, you could hear Ten calling out for you, wondering where you are since it shouldn’t take so long to grab the blankets. 

“I’ll be a moment, baby,” You call out to him, rushing to get some blankets and going to wrap one around you but the second you turn around to face the door, he’s standing there with a massive smirk on his face.

“Going to grab blankets, huh?” Pacing towards you, he tuts to himself, eyes completely glued to your body, wetting his bottom lip with a swipe of his tongue, “I didn’t realise that meant putting on the sexiest lingerie ever”.

You couldn’t help but get shy and giggly, wanting to cover yourself with the blanket but he pulls them out of your grasp, letting them drop to the floor as he takes you into his embrace. 

“Don’t cover up baby, I want to see all of you,” His voice is smooth and sultry, hitting you right in your core, burning for his attention but you try to keep yourself composed. 

Twirling you around slowly, he hisses in admiration at your body in the lingerie, throwing his head back satisfied with his hands covering every inch of you. This really boosts your confidence as you carefully watch him, skin igniting with every touch he was making on your now sensitive.

Pulling you right up against him, he guides you to the desk, taking a seat himself and pulling you onto him, head in the crook of your neck as he places light and delicate kisses across the skin and up your jawline to your chin. 

Against your skin, he whispers, “Your body is so perfect, how can it be so perfect?”, making you writhe on his lap with every kiss he plants on your skin, holding you against him tightly, “I love everything about your body”. 

Unable to hold back the shy giggles, you breathe out lightly, getting sensitive from the kisses as your hands hold onto his shoulders, not letting him out of your grasp. 

“These shoulders,” kisses them, “Perfect”. 

“These beautiful collar bones,” another kiss, “Perfect”. 

“This chest,” tongue swiping across it with more kisses to follow, “So perfect”. 

He continues this, planting kisses on your breasts, grabbing onto your thighs and hips, claiming them as perfect, then his. 

“I hope you like this set?” you breathlessly moan from the affection, from the contact, making him nod against your chest, humming as he continues to kiss the rest of you.

“Like it? I love it, baby, it’s made my month for sure,” he replies, cupping your face as he kisses you passionately, the other hand reaching around to grab your ass before giving it a harsh slap. 

“Please wear this more often, over this Christmas period,” He whispers in your ear, licking and kissing your lobe and really messing with your mind and your eyes roll to the back of your head from the way he’s being with you.

Of course, you were going to wear this more often, especially if you’re going to get this type of attention and it’s going to cheer him up more, like tonight. Which was a complete success. 

~

Tags: @scuzmunkie, @ateezreactionsandscenarios, @trashlord-007, @fanfictrashlord-007

[theficblog]

BACK TOGETHER

LEE HAECHAN

Prologue: You end up in the same bed with your ex-boyfriend Haechan. Will things take a turn to go back to the good old stage?

Genre: Suggestive + Exes to Lovers AU

Wordcount: 922

Prompts: “What.. what’s happening? + “I’m actually kinda offended, that you didn’t ask me to be your fake date.”

Warnings: Suggestive content

You gasped at the contact of his skin to yours. Your fingers kept on running through his silky locks, occasionally going down and deeper to make contact with his soft flesh. He planted kisses everywhere, starting from your forehead to as low as his lips could reach. Your tongue moved in perfect harmony with his. His hands roamed over your skin, creating a sensation that you had almost forgotten about. It felt like devouring a satisfying supper after a long period of starvation.

He pushed you down on the bed, as you laid your head back, allowing his body to hover over yours, never breaking the kiss. You were both were kissing like crazy, as if your life depended on it. Your eyes met with his, adding to the smouldering tension between you two. You pushed him back, leaving him a bit startled, only to grip him by the shoulders and straddle his lap. Two buttons undone were not enough, you needed to get rid of his shirt entirely.

"What… what’s happening?" 

Tsk tsk, the absolutely wrong timing. Which one of you forgot to lock the door?

The door bashed open, revealing your boyfriend. You had been with him for around a month, but you hardly ever saw him. Today was a bit different though. The both of you were here, together as a couple, at this house party. There were a lot of surprised faces that greeted you, but you were never the type to be bothered by those things.

Anyway, he spoiled the moment, the moment that was only yours and Haechan’s.

"Y/N? What? This guy’s your ex, right?" Your boyfriend questioned you, claiming authority over you, out of nowhere.

"Why would you do this to me? I thought we were a thing?" He expressed, with a slight rise of tone, and, of course, there was no chance you were going to stand it.

You got off Haechan, who just simply sat there. He had no idea he would soon witness a break up right before his eyes.

"Actually you are right, we WERE a thing." You stood up, glaring him up in the eyes, fixing your bra strap that must have slipped to the side a while ago.

"To be honest, Sungchan, let’s break up. I don’t think we both will ever get along then what to waste time for?" You explained, collecting your calm. The tall boy showcased a face of annoyance.

"This is how you wanna end it?" He asked, nonchalantly.

You apologized, "I’m sorry." Sungchan left with a nod. Not that he wasn’t good enough, he could easily find someone better for himself. Maybe it was you, who only had eyes for one particular man.

You returned to your bed, allowing yourself to sink into the mattress. Your eyes were fixed on the ceiling, your mind still racing with thoughts.

"At least he had the decency to shut the door back." Haechan, who had been quiet all of this time now spoke, breaking his silence. "I didn’t even know you had a new boyfriend." He added.

"As if you told me about your new girl." You reverted back with eyes that stared into his soul. The jealousy must have been evident by now. "I saw her downstairs, the one in that purple dress, right? Funny how your taste in women fluctuates so quickly."

"She isn’t my girlfriend, Y/N." Haechan whined, as he placed himself next to you.

"Oh, Fiancée?" You inquired, just to be sure.

"Nooo of course not." He whined. "It was just a fake date. I had to come here, and I couldn’t do it alone."

"I’m actually kinda offended, that you didn’t ask me to be your fake date." You complained. Yes, you were jealous.

"Who in the world would ask their ex lover to be their fake date?" Haechan smirked, his eyes teasing you, they had been the same since day one.

He rose up, supporting his body with his elbow, just to get a better view of your face. "I smell some jealously." You pouted your lips, attempting to be the cutesy girl you were never, but at the very least it made him giggle.

"You haven’t changed a bit, Y/N!" Haechan adored, pressing his lips against yours. You wrapped your arm around his waist as he placed butterfly kisses all over your torso, tickling you, making you smile.

You let out giggles, stopping him, even though you wanted more.

"You know what? No one but me can handle you." He declared as he held your face with his hands, squishing your cheeks.

"Haechan, why did we split up in the first place?" You questioned the boy with whom you had broken up a year ago, and now you were in the same bed with him today. That period when he was yours was priceless to you. But there was no point in becoming lost in that world now that he was physically present alongside you.

"It was a stupid decision of mine." He admitted.

"Which one of your decisions wasn’t stupid?" You teased him, prompting a few whines from him, which you silenced by slamming him with the pillows and pressing him down to the bed with all your might.

You queried, "Are we back together?" This time you were successful in getting rid of that black, dotted shirt while toying with his silver chain. With no interruptions, questionings, or regrets.

"We were never apart." Haechan announced, with gleaming eyes. Before the two of you returned to the unfinished task.

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[txtmoalove]

Yeonjun and Lucas (Wayv, Superm) in a threesome! 😳 The bde they radiate... God they're so fucking hot

Eh- okay I'm speechless.

I have never thought about such a thing and now that you mentioned it I think I'm about to flip. I Love Lucas and Yeonjun so much and thinking about a threesome with them is just... I think it would be so HOT 🔥 imagine being sandwiched between both of them and when they touch you it would be so overwhelming, I think I'd faint seriously.

[i666s]

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[zen-suality]

NAVIGATION

Greetings, Dearest Reader.

Welcome to your own red-light district. Make yourself comfortable because you’ve reached a multifandom space where sensual things happen. Here, our writer promises to do his best to fulfill your fantasies, entice your senses, and offer you an escape from the mundane.

ABOUT THE WRITER

Javier but you can call him Javi

He/Him

’96 Liner

Bi

Head Empty, only #HardHours living rent free in his mind

WRITES FOR

NCT

WayV

Stray Kids

ATEEZ

WORKS — by groups

ATEEZ

Choi San

Sensuality | Teaser

San x Female Reader

Word Count: 4-5k (approximate estimate)

Choi San is your neighbor and he always call it a night in the wee hours of the night. When you decide to finally break the ice and greet your neighbor, things definitely get . . . sensual.

EXO

Kim Jongin (Kai)

Stroke

Camboy!Jongin (Solo)

Word Count: 466

When you have an audience, you gotta give them a show.

NCT

Johnny Suh

As You Wish

Johnny x Female Reader

Word Count: 2.0k

A rainy night and boredom leads to some teasing.

STRAY KIDS

Han Jisung

Curiosity

Jisung (Solo)

Word Count: 950

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

[dreamingsung]

Jaemin is in his babygirl era and thoughts are being thunk..

[dreamingsung]

jisung makes me think he has a size kink

I want him to tower over me please and thank you

[dreamingsung]

i fr need jisung all the way up inside me

I think we all need him all the way up inside us,,

but genuinely I am 100% convinced that he has a mf mega dick like he could get SO FAR inside when he’s pushed to the hilt 🤐 but you didn’t hear that from me

[theficblog]

HEARTS [chapter two]

CHAPTER TWO: GO WITH THE FLOW

Pairing: Jeno x Reader [ ft. Jaemin, Haechan, Jaehyun, Mark, Chenle, Jisung ]

Prologue: As the sun rises after a steamy night, Jeno decides to ignore you. This could be a great opportunity to rely on people you love, even in the middle of family drama, nostalgia reignites.

Genre: Angst + Fluff 

Wordcount: 3,237

Warnings: Language

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The feeling of waking up in a frigid bed, the same bed that had been smouldering with sultry sensations the night before drenches you from the inside, as if hollow. 

You woke up feeling the same way; the covers were chilly and empty. This atmosphere was in stark contrast to the intense night with Jeno. He sure was mad enough to be behaving like this. This was the first time he left you alone in the morning. In less than ten hours had already shown you a side of him that you had never expected to see but looking at it from the other side, he wasn't the one entirely at fault, you thought to yourself. Had you been in his shoes, you would've reacted worse. 

You thought about how you would face Jeno again, would he even talk to you ever again? Maybe there was some way or the other that you could make him understand. Was this why everyone called you out for taking advantage of him? Why would you let him into your heart if one day he ultimately had to leave? Jeno was indeed jealous, but friends don't get envious of another person and then fuck the hell out of them, friends don't cry over this.

Again, that's complicated.

You managed to get yourself out of the cold bed, turning on the music, it was the only way you could allow yourself to forget the blunder you had gotten yourself into.

Nevertheless, you continued to check your phone, hoping to receive a missed call from Jeno or at the very least a text from him.

On the other hand, you paid heed to the texts you received from your mother, Haechan, and even Chenle, whose party you skipped. You felt bad for your friend, he had been preparing for it for months only for both you and Jeno to not show up.

You stepped under the hot shower, allowing every single drop of water to slip down as though it would rinse off all your troubles, taking you away to some utopian world. 

-

Walking to the class felt empty without Jeno, there was no hand to hold, no daily morning glares. Only the crisp fallen leaves on the concrete pavement greeted you. 

Your eyes recognised Chenle, he had been walking ahead of you all of the time but your useless thinking offered you no time to take your surroundings into mind.

You gave him a shoulder tap. "Chenle!" You yelled. 

"Don't talk to me. Where were you last night?" He was complaining.

"I just- you know" You failed to give him an exact answer, trying to respond vaguely. 

"And even Jeno. Y/N please don't tell me you two ditched me last night just so that you could fuck." He said.

"Why would I do that? Chenle, I'm sorry." You continued. "I'll let you know soon enough."

"Yeah?" Sarcasm was voiced out of his words.

"Okay stop now, you little sulky being." You teased him and he stuck his tongue out. Just like that, he lifted up your spirits, even if it was for a minute or less.

"Isn't Jeno coming with you today?" He asked.

"Oh. Well, I think that he must be skipping the class, maybe he's at the football ground." You justified.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" He questioned, again.

"Of course!" You put a smile on his face, gesturing with your arm as you reached the lecture hall. 

-

Jeno was still nowhere to be seen in the scenario. He appeared to be genuinely intent on ignoring it. You couldn't stop wondering how Jeno cracked the code. Who could have told him? And why would they have done it to you?

You glanced ahead, the fluffy-haired boy in front of you kept giving you the look time and again. You suddenly experienced profound enlightenment, and it was him. Of course, it was him.

"Haechan!" With your foot, you prodded his chair's back.

"Not in the middle of a damn lecture." He reverted, shutting you up.

-

"Why would you do this, you filthy piece of crap?!" You were essentially shouting at Haechan in a certain cafeteria section.

"You could've picked up your phone when I called you." He rolled his eyes and made an effort to defend himself.

"As if that would change fuck!" You spat out these words harshly in his face.

"I'm so sick of being your guys' mutual friend." He was being too much.

"Y/N are- are you crying?" Haechan softened his gaze. He looked at your face more closely, lifting it up with his chin.

"You are not!" He cried.

"Real bitches don't cry!" You pretended to flip your hair, making the two of you laugh.

"I really did not mean to tell him, he just overheard when I was talking to your mom." He continued. "And then I had no time to explain, he just ran straight to you."

"Hmmmm." You nodded back, processing every bit of information he was providing you with.

Lee Haechan.  Your best friend since you were born. It was like this friendship was passed onto you two by your mothers, they had been best friends since their younger days, and it was more than just a coincidence that you and Haechan were brought into this world almost at the same time. Growing up was a shared experience; you had always been together from kindergarten to university. 

"When we grow old, we should build a cottage in the woods, far away from the city." Little Haechan of seven suggested.

"But we won't get any TV there." You reasoned, disapproving of your friend's suggestion.

"Old people don't watch that stuff. Look at Granny." He pointed out.

"Maybe we can, but you are annoying."

"Then give me my candy back, you little pony!"

He knew your deepest secrets, even though there was a non-stop contest of bickering, teasing and earning out the filthiest words of curses from one another, friendships like these were hard to come by. He was all you could need, a friend, a nemesis, a free dating advisor, a personal frustration dustbin, well, what not?

"Maybe I should go and see him at the field." You thought of earning a nod of approval from Haechan.

"I would say NO if it was some other chap but then you both are in love so my opinion would differ." Haechan stated.

"That's YES in simpler words." You crossed your arms, shaking your head. "Lee Haechan. Such a pain in the ass." 

-

The field's green grass was being blocked from wilting freely, and the raucous movements of spiked shoes were making it worse. The sun shone brightly above, but it wasn't as gentle as the winter sun or too scorching to make you sweat.

He was positioned in the middle, drenched in sweat with his thighs exposed. On his pale forehead, his untamed black hair was haphazardly scattered.

"Pass!" He yelled in the middle of the match.

"Jeno did it!" A wave of cheer rose like an ocean, everybody rejoiced as their star player secured another goal for their team, winning the game.

You thought your wait ended with the game too.

"Jeno?" He turned to face you when you waved your hand at him, and you held his gaze for a considerable amount of time.

And then he looked away. Ignoring you.

This was enough, even when you were ready to make amends, get him seated and tell him everything, he decided to ignore it and this made you furious. Picking up your bag, you walked out of the field.

-

Saturday's rising sun marked the inception of the college break. Everyone had their bags packed, moving out of their dorms, filled with enthusiasm and joy, getting to meet their families again, unlike you. It was not like you did not want to see them, but knowing beforehand what would be the scene created once you reached home blew away the joyful flame.

-

On reaching home you were greeted by the grey and white concrete walls that had been adorned with all and every kind of antiques that could have been obtained. The golden lighting and wooden interior blended well with the minimal colour scheme.

The hallway displayed statues of men and women, that must have taken years to be sculpted, named in a language you could not even comprehend. They claimed that each held a deeper significant meaning behind them. Lies. They were only for the pomp and show.

The garden had already begun to bloom with the season's flower, as if nature had embraced it, not far from where a dozen cars were lined up in a perfect colour gradient, as if they would serve a purpose greater than mere transportation. 

This was home. However, a house without any emotional ties was merely a fortified building. Your parents provided you with everything you would have ever needed within the premise of this mansion that they had built, but only if they cared about more than just the money.

-

"You changed these?" You said, running your hand up and down the fabric of the couch, which seemed novel to you.

"I had to, and for once, would you not stop concentrating on the unimportant things?" Your mother reprimanded you while averting her gaze from the other women. They displayed clothing, decor, and jewellery catalogues while wearing all-formal attire. Getting rejected nine out of ten times by your mother. 

"It's serious! When it comes to the wedding of my sole daughter, I cannot compromise at this level!" She gave a firm reply. She had a look of exasperation on her face, but she never screamed since that was not proper behaviour in a sophisticated household.

Envy, hate, and despair, all disgusting feelings, would always be communicated with the classiest of words and a curve of the lips.

"We are not getting married!" You objected.

"You'll do. Very quickly" She returned the smile.

"This is pointless." While maintaining a fixed look on the ground, you muttered.

"Do you mind if we take a moment's break?" Your mother requested the ladies' leave.

"If you're here you would want to go and get the fitting of your dresses before it's too late." She asserted. 

"What? What kind of dresses?" You questioned. 

She sighed, resting her face on the back of her hands. "Clothes. This can't be something you wear all the time." She looked at you and commented on your attire. The loose-fitting jeans.

You pouted, rolled your eyes, and made the decision to leave the room.

"Your brother would be there to greet you." She spoke from behind, knowing that if that were the case, you would never decline.

"Bye!" You yelled.

-

"Baby!" A man in his late twenties, dressed in black trousers and a half-sleeved silk shirt beamed at the sight of you. He spread his arms out, his fingers gripping the car keys. 

"I'm not a baby!" As you hugged him, you cried back.

"Fancy jeans." He complimented. 

"Say that in front of mom." You made a joke, and he laughed.

"Hop in." He motioned towards his gleaming carmine Rolls Royce

Jaehyun was the best brother anyone could ask for. Given the five-year age gap between you two, it was very natural for him to be overly protective of you. Then, whether it was the toddlers who wouldn't play with you or giddy crushes from high school, he got them all covered. It was like a tradition for siblings to attend the same school and his reputation and achievements never allowed you to cause any trouble and have the fun of your life. Thank heavens!, Jaehyun never went to the same college as you.

"I saw our childhood pictures in the living room, the ones hung on the photo wall." You rejoiced.

"Oh, the one in which I'm holding you in my arms is my favourite. You used to be so tiny." He was smiling throughout. 

All of these memories were still present before your eyes, still vivid.

You still remember Jisung, your first crush in middle school.

"Y/N I like you a lot." With white flowers in his hands that he had personally selected from the school lawn and a tone of pink decorating his cheeks, he admitted.

You returned his smile while considering his colour scheme. The roses didn't spread very far.

"Jisung I`"

"I don't want you to respond with anything. I don't believe I'll be able to manage it." He spoke.

"Huh?" You were perplexed.

"Actually, I'm terrified of your brother. He is frightful, as are his buddies." Jisung spoke hastily. "He has already warned me twice."

"He won't harm you or any-"

"Please accept these; I like you a lot. Bye." He hurriedly said goodbye before departing. 

This had been your very first romantic experience. 

Back in the present, you were enjoying hearty talks with your brother who was in the driving seat. The last me you came back home, he had been handling business overseas so it had been quite some time since you last saw him.

"Remember Jisung?" You questioned.

"Yes, of course." He chuckled. "I recall Sungchan as well." He spoke.

"He was, without a doubt, the boldest. I have no idea how we maintained our relationship for five weeks." Your hands were covering your face.

"It's love, dumb." As he spoke, he suddenly became more serious. In a split second, the smile vanished from his face.

"Right." While your thoughts were still focused on Jeno, you hummed in agreement with what he stated.

"What about Jaemin all of a sudden?" You inquired. The past two had been a whirlwind, all thanks to him.

"Did mom not tell you?" Jaehyun answered back with a question.

"Mom told everyone but me." You turned your face away, gazing out of the window.

"Aww don't be pouty." Jaehyun pacified you by pinching your cheek with his free hand.

"Why am I being asked to marry a person I don't even know?!" You yanked his hand away in fury. "I am twenty-three! I know how to make decisions on my own?!" 

It seemed like one was being imprisoned in a gilded cage to be attached to someone like this. The ties of marriage would take away all of your independence, goals, and feelings, and they would do the same for your eventual spouse. Of course, everyone in the family would claim that it was done for the sake of tradition, but everyone understood that it was really just a way for the business to increase profits, and perhaps the kids were simply there to help with capital expansion. Life couldn't always be seen through rose-tinted glasses, where marriages would be fixed when they were only crawling babies and stayed in love for the rest of their lives. When your cousins and the rest of your family had to go through this, it looked so simple, but when it came to you, it seemed as if your heart had fallen into the abyss. There was no longer a choice to delay. You were a bird in a cage.

"If it were all up to me I'd never make you go through this." Jaehyun calmed you down with a visible tone of pain in his voice.

The car stopped and you got out of it. A ride that started with reminiscing about the happy days ended on a heavy note.

-

"Ms Y/N, Welcome! Your mother already visited last week and selected these for you." A man dressed in a suit gestured towards a silver clothes rail. 

"This would fit your body type just well." Another lady who had been helping you all along complimented you, and you grinned unenthusiastically in response. You were in some ways your mother's daughter. It was challenging to let go of the characteristics that were ingrained in you when you were a baby. Okay, so perhaps they vanished while you were with Haechan.

The colours, the shapes, everything about the clothes your mother picked out for you didn't go well with your sense of style. None of the designer labels could match the appeal of personally picked clothing. Nevertheless, you thanked the group for their time and effort. All the boxes were carried behind you by two men.

"We're done." You signalled to Jaehyun, who had seated himself on a couch outside the fitting rooms.

He hummed, toying with the car keys. 

"Wait." You blurted out, moving towards one of the racks.

"Daeun would look so adorable in these!" You grinned as you held a pair of small, fluffy, cushioned shoes that could have fit in your hand.

"Aww look at them, this is the cutest thing I've seen today!" You were drooling over the shoes as you held them out to him.

"She would!" His black eyes appeared to sprout hearts, and a soft smile spread across his face, illuminating it and revealing his dimples. Jaehyun prioritised his love for his daughter above everything else despite what had transpired.

This made you look at him and rewind five years ago. He was married out of his choice to some decent girl from a house as wealthy as yours, and your family had known for generations. She embodied all that a beautiful lady could be until she decided to leave everything behind for her lover. Despite all that Jaehyun had today, there was still an empty void in his life, of love. He only loved once, never daring to open his heart to anyone else. Inside he was happy for his wife, for she could enjoy the privilege of love, if not for him, his heart only belonged to one person. He did not love his wife; in contrast to her, he did not flee. He had before experienced the lightning-like ache of heartbreak.

Your life had always been modelled after Jaehyun's. His life was a sort of blueprint for yours.

-

"Mark?" As soon as you entered the home, you exclaimed, giving him a bear embrace. "Many years! What are you doing?"

"Have been busy, haven't you?" Jaehyun said, excusing himself after the short meeting.

"Yo! What is happening?" When he first heard the news from your family, he was shocked.

"Oh don't ask!" You sighed dramatically. 

In the evening, you and your cousin Mark sat down at a coffee table and you poured out every single idea that had been weighing you down the previous week.

Mark did not frequently visit because his father had a successful business in Canada. He was far away, yet you always managed to remain in touch.

"Is he known to anyone in the family?" He asked in a reassuring yet serious tone.

"You are the very first. I'm not even sure whether he feels the same way about me." After exhaling, you gave your head a shake as if to dust the troubles away.

"Don't stress out too much over it; sometimes it's best to let things happen naturally and go with the flow; everything will be alright in the end. You are aware that I am always available to you." He gave comfort.

"Do you want me to cry?" You said.

"Mark, Hello!" Haechan walked into the room, it was pretty common, he was like the family's son. 

"Hey, buddy!" Mark fist-bumped him.

"I talked to him before, he said.."

"What did he say?" You queried. 

"He-he doesn't want to see you." 

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NEED HELP?

JOHNNY SUH 

Prologue: It's a horrible day at work, but your co-worker Johnny has some help to offer.

Genre: Smut + Office AU 

Wordcount: 906

Prompts: “Don’t ruin the sofa, please” + “Shut up! I’m trying to fuck you”

Warnings: Sexual Content [ make out + stripping + rough + climax ] Language 

"Yes, Sir. Do you mind if we call you back in an hour to update you on this?" You spoke through the phone, exhausted. It was probably your fifty-seventh phone call of the day. The phone kept on ringing every half hour or so, with clients enquiring about their unfinished business.

Throughout the day, you had been at odds with the arms of the clock. Deadlines were in fact, deadly.

At this rate, not even the planners could help you organise the uncompleted tasks. Everything was all over the place, and you could feel the stress building.

You immediately regretted your decision to take it easy with your team's newcomers. Allowing them to do things from their perspective and at their own pace was a horrible idea, but it was too late.

"Ms. Y/N, I would want you to see me in my cabin. Right now!" Your boss growled at you, loudly enough, making it audible to almost everyone on the floor. "Y-Yes, Ma’am." You stammered. You fucked it up.

You started following her, and it was no less awkward than walking back after zero pins in the bowling alley. You were at the very least grateful, and relieved that she did not consider ripping your soul apart in front of the entire office.

"Isn't this a job, Y/N? This is not the place for you to have a pleasant time. Why am I getting these client calls, I really need to know. I am the one who has to beg and plead with them!"

She started howling at you right away, without even pausing for a second. Her diatribe went on for about twenty minutes or more. You had no idea what was wrong with her in her life that she opted to vent on you. She stormed out to her room, leaving you to your own devices.

Having your boss rage at you was never a pleasant experience; every word, every taunt that came out of her mouth was like a blade to you. You'd had it with the tension, and you'd had enough. Today had been a nightmare.

You buried your head in your hands, anticipating the onset of a headache. As you rolled your eyes, your brows furrowed. Your breathing was suddenly considerably faster, and you had a peculiar feeling in your gut.

You took a glance at the door, a man of tall stature, dressed in a grey office suit, stood there with a worried look on his face. His black necktie perfectly complemented his black hair, which was all combed back neatly. You could not deny that he was hot.

It was Johnny, your co-worker.

You decided to completely ignore him, turning your gaze away, still standing with the same posture, stressed. You knew he was there to comfort you after the episode that took place.

"Are you okay? Y/N?" He enquired, his voice was warm and friendly, as it had always been. "Do you need some help?" He added on, still standing at the door. You had known him ever since you joined, and he had always been that friendly colleague you could always count on.

You were having a particularly bad day at work, and the only help you could ask for was physical. You were in desperate need of relief, and Johnny appeared to be the perfect candidate. His hotness only added more your building lust. You badly needed him.

"I don’t think you can help me with what I want." You blurted out, locking your eyes with him, biting your lips, gently. Your sultry gaze gave it all away, making Johnny smirk.

He moved closer to you by taking a few steps forward. He let out a sigh, "What if I can?" He whispered right next to your ear, causing you to stop dead in your tracks. You were getting lucky tonight.

Impulsively, without giving a second thought to it, you grabbed the man by the collar, pulling him down and slamming your lips into his. Your body was starving. Johnny reciprocated the kiss, his lips were in a perfect sync with yours as your hands wandered everywhere through his body.

You drew back, unbuttoning his crisp, white shirt, revealing his washboard abs and perfectly toned chest. Your hands reached the buttons of your own shirt, as you, too, started undoing the buttons, leaving you only in your underwear.

Your lips returned to where they were, the smoochings and bitings made it really tough for you to control any longer. This was getting steamy.

Johnny placed you on the couch, his body was now hovering over yours as he planted kisses everywhere, from your lips to your exposed chest. In a flash of a moment, he pulled up your black pencil skirt, ready to give you exactly what you wanted.

"Don’t ruin the sofa, please." You cried in the middle. There was no way you could afford any more reprimands from your boss. One hint and you were gone for.

"Shut up! I’m trying to fuck you!" Johnny grunted out as he continued to proceed with his business.

Pleasure spread throughout your body as moans escaped from your mouth incessantly. Your mind was blank, and you had entirely forgotten about the stress. Too lost in the moment, you could not care to a give damn about anything else.

Johnny indeed proved to be of great help, turning your worst day at work into your best one.

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12+15 from the prompt list w/haechan, like him n the reader have a love hate kinda relationship, enemies to lovers type beat w/smut pls🙇‍♀️

“Did you block my number again?”

“….Well this is quite awkward.”

THIS IS GONNA BE SO INTERESTING TO WRITE! THE LOVE-HATE AND SMUT IS DULY NOTED!

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UPDATE: HERE you go

[dreamingsung]

jisung fucking you dumb, whimpering and drooling no thoughts left in your head except his name 😭😭😭😭

ANON!! YOU READ MY MIND 😭😭 when I zone out that’s where I go 🧎

like imagine he comes home from a rough day of practice for an album or smthn and y’all are just cuddling on the couch together but he’s being super handsy,, giving you neck kisses until it starts escalating and he’s leaving little hickeys all over until you’re begging for him and once he has that confirmation, it’s end game 😭 like he’ll probably just take you right there on the couch.. being gentle at first but by the end of it he’s practically railing you into the next dimension, like you’re basically head empty no thoughts,, just him.

In contrast, THE AFTERCARE!!! SO SOFT N GENTLE.. he’d run a bath for the both of you or if you’re too tired he’ll dab you down with a damp cloth and go take a shower for himself before retiring to cuddle you to sleep,, all while whispering sweet little comments in your ear like “you were so good for me” and he’ll tell you about how much he loves you and how you’re his world and 😪 ugh my little heart can’t take it..

[dreamingsung]

the urge to pin jisung to the bed and play with his nipples until he’s a shaking quivering mess that’s it that’s the thought ily

fighting. for. my. LIFE.

please your honor,, just a little pinch,, that’s all I ask 🙁

no but seriously,, mans is a switch you cannot change my mind.

on days where he just wants to feel good but is too tired to do anything he just,, submits like idek how to explain. he’s just all yours. and he loves it. like UGH give me a second to think because my mind is flooded 😀

warning horny thoughts under the cut. also ily too anon 🤍

Some days he just flops down next to you on the bed while you’re just scrolling on your phone and he just pouts because he JUST wants attention but you’re on the phone so he huffs out super loud and whines occasionally until you glance over at him and see him staring you with pleading eyes but then maybe you miss the message so you look back at your phone so then he pouts for a little longer before getting an idea 💡 (ping) so he rolls to his side facing away from you and snakes a hand down his sweatpants and starts palming at himself and stroking gently, imagining it’s your hand and he’s trying his best to be quiet but he lets out a muffled whine that completely draws your attention towards him and he can feel your eyes burning into the back of his head and you just reach a hand over his side and pull him over so he’s laying flat on his back. n then you slowly crawl over to him and slide yourself over and on top of his body, propping yourself up mere inches from his face with a smug grin as you dance a hand around his groin,, only to slide that same hand up and underneath his shirt to pinch his nipple and then after you press a quick kiss to his already damp forehead you slide his shirt up and leave a trail of kisses down his neck until you reach his collarbone and then you look up at him as you move your mouth to hover over one of his buds,, only fanning your warm breath over it before leaning down and sucking and nibbling on it,, causing him to writhe under you and try to squirm away but at the same time he doesn’t because he loves the feeling and you know this but you know it’s not enough so you keep doing it till after awhile he’s literally a whiny mess shuddering every once and awhile as he accidentally grinds up against your thigh, begging so hard for release and oml,, when you finally give him what he wants.. hhhh it’s everywhere like there’s release on your hand, his sweats, his toned tummy… it’s messy but he loves it

AHHHHHHHHH my mind is so full rn.. 😪

[itsapapisongo]

bestie how goes it?

BESTIE! It's going alright. I'm between #HardHours (credit for coining this # goes to @hanflix) and reading NCT crack posts and laughing my ass off. Which is to say I'm happy-horny and I can't complain.

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