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[pocket-scenarios]

Boyfriend!Ayno

(Admin: Sxng, it is PS’s 4th birthday soon so I’m bringing back one of our most popular formats. Also this one is shorter in comparison to the others I think. It has been awhile since I checked out the older ones)

The cutest dork

He’s bouncy and really energetic most of the time.

He can be hard to keep up with sometimes because of just how energetic he is.

Forehead kisses at random

He is so clumsy

He knows how to laugh at himself though

Kinda embarrassing in public

Probably makes you want to hide in a hole on a regular basis.

Yoonho is, of course, human and does have low days.

He typically keeps his issues to himself, he’ll write them into lyrics in an attempt to get them off of his chest.

Yoonho would rather not get you down when he is, so he tends to go quiet for a few days when something happens.

If he is still having a hard time after a few days he will confide in you, but he apologizes while doing it.

You really just want him to know he doesn’t have to apologize but he still does, no matter how many times you tell him it’s not necessary.

He invites you to the studio when he is working on something new

Despite his busy schedule he always tries to give you an update so you don’t worry about why he is not answering.

He brings you souvenirs from tours.

Yoonho is always so bright while talking about stories from tour

It makes you feel warm, listening to how happy he is.

Mature Part:

He’s clumsy, he struggles a bit to get his clothes off

He gets nervous easily, but it’s cute.

Yoonho wants to make you feel good

He likes to watch your expression while he touches you.

Laughing during sex happens a lot with the two of you

His hands are always somewhere on you

Your thighs and hips are particularly a favorite of his

He likes to leave hickeys, but only in places where he can see them

He loves holding you during sex.

You on his lap with his arms wrapped around you middle, his head pressing against your shoulder.

He is not loud during sex most of the time, but he does whimper and gasp into your shoulder.

He also rambles sweet nothings

He likes having his hair pulled but won’t admit it

Also won’t admit that he loves being praised too, but please keep praising him.

After sex the two of you usually end up just cuddling until you fall asleep, well as long as it is at night.

If it is during the day the two of you usually end up in the shower together.

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[kpophours]

prompt game | vav - ayno x fem. reader | roomate!au, friends to lovers | fluff

warnings - slight mentions of drinking/alcohol

requested - @excindrela​

The monthly movie night with your roommate has... escalated quite a bit by now. It’s almost 3am and you have decided to play a little drinking game - two truths, one lie. You’re already a giggling mess, because Ayno’s lies are becoming more and more elaborate with every round. “Okay, so, when I was younger, I had an earthworm for a pet and was heartbroken when it died, I was almost kidnapped by a mafia gang and”, he hesitates for a few seconds, tongue darting out of his mouth to wet his lips while he pushes his light brown hair out of his face, “I have a crush on my roommate.” You blink at him, confusion written all over your face. You laugh, a bit nervous all of the sudden, heart beginning to beat rapidly. “Okay, maybe I’m crazy but did I just hear you say that out loud? You got abducted by a mafia gang?!”, you ask, and cup your own cheeks because they feel very hot all of the sudden. Ayno shakes his head, fixating you with both eyes, his gaze intense, and reaches out one hand to grab yours. “I- ... You confuse me.”, you whisper and duck your head, averting your eyes and fixating the drink in front of you - a margarita, your favorite. Your roommate slips two fingers under your chin, gently lifting your head so you have to look at him again. “You had no idea, did you?”, he murmurs, and tilts his head to one side, a soft expression on his face. You smile at him, feeling shy and giddy and excited all at once, and shake your head. “About you being almost kidnapped by a mafia gang? No, I didn’t know.”, you joke weakly, and Ayno grins, leaning closer. “About my crush, silly.”, he whispers, voice low, and then - finally - his lips are on yours.

[rated-thoughts]

YUMMY ft. Ayno from VAV

"Fuck. What are you doing?" he hissed.

"Shut up, let me help you." you whispered as hurried footsteps can be heard outside.

You lick your lips when you noticed how tight his pants look. Absentmindedly, you have yank his belt and pulled his pants down too aggressively than you wanted, earning a moan from the man above you.

You let out a soft chuckle when you heard him sigh from being free.

"Hey, faster. People might start looking for me." he snapped you out of your train of thoughts. You totally forgot you guys are just in the bathroom backstage.

You kiss it first through the fabric, Ayno's hand automatically placed on your hair, pulling lightly. Another sigh when he felt cold and hot air mixing from the A/C and your breath. You distinguish it as a sigh of contentment.

"Babe, just hurry up please." you smirk at the pet name because he never called you that, just the typical "manager" like how the others call you too.

Moan after moan, you continue to bob your head. Nails digging into his thigh skin every now and then when he unintentionally brush the tip on the back of your throat.

In every bob of your head, you can feel like getting harder and harder, indication that he's near but you dont want to stop yet.

A frustrated grunt was heard in the bathroom because you have removed him inside your mouth. He look at you, shock and a hint of betrayal evident on his eyes.

But he didnt expect what you did  next, making him throw his head back.

You took him in your hand, not pumping but just holding it steady. You started poking the tip of your tongue to the hole. Teasing him once again.

He became a moaning mess again after a couple of seconds, and it grew louder when you started pumping him with your hands.

"Oh fuck im cumming." when you heard that, you started sucking its head again, making sure your mouth feels as tight as possible.

A few more pumps and he went crazy, shaking animatedly from the pleasure.

Knock knock.

Shit.

[vaampz]

visual god

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

Under Cover

Pairing: Vampire Anyo x Reader

Genre: Smut | Angst

Word Count: 1.6 K

Requested: Yes, it may not be what you were hoping for, but it’s what I came up with 😰

“Anyo!” The calling of his name had him turning his glance from the dark liquor in front of him to the voice calling his name. Even through the dark, busy club, she could always find him, “You’re here again?!”

“Yes, I am.” Veronica, the only woman to ever stay glued to him, “I’m hoping to see her again tonight.”

“Seriously? She’s been leading you on for weeks, and yet she still hasn’t given into you…” She plopped down into the seat beside him; his eyes caught the small bloodstain on the sleeve of her shirt—she’s been feeding in the building, again.

“Vee, how many times has Baraton told you to not feed on the grounds? If we get caught, we’ll have hunters on our tail in no time, and if you want to live to see 400, you need to be on your toes.” He lifted his glass to his lips, their lusciousness caressing the glass while letting the warm liquid slip down his throat, the burn almost nonexistent.

“You’re so stuck up, Anyo…” She sighed, shifting her eyes toward the door, “Homegirl at your six.” It was shocking that Veronica caught your scent before he did, was the liquor getting to him? He turned in his seat to see if she was joking or not, but within seconds there it was—a dense mixture of sandalwood and honey, your scent. You were stunning as you made your way up bar, the right black dress hugged every bend of your body, it showing off everything you usually hid from him; you looked delectable enough to entice him out of his chair.

“Y/N.” He hummed, taking the space next to you. Your eyes held something different, something darker than the previous times he’s looked into them.

“Anyo, just the man I wanted to see.” He could smell the liquor drifting from your skin, but he wasn’t going to point it out.

“Am I?”

“Yes! I’ve been dying to see you.” Gripping his T-shirt, you pulled him closer to you, the gentle colliding of your bodies had his heart thrashing in his chest, “How could I not want to see the most attractive man in the world?” Your warm breath against his ear as you whispered pure flattery made him want to taste you, devour you until you were nothing but him.

“How about we get out of here?” He smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist, locking eyes with you. He usually didn’t need to compel anyone to take him home, but you were utterly something else—you made him feel good, actually made it hard for him to contain himself, in all of his 460 years he had never met anyone that turned him into this eager and impulsive man. He could see your eyes grow dark, his compulsion taking full effect, but your response wasn’t one that sounded like it was working.

“One more drink, and then we can go.” Breaking contact with him, you lifted the glass that the bartender had sat down in front of you moments before for him to take it from you.

“Just one more.” He drained the glass, killing it quickly because waiting any longer might kill him. Placing the glass down, he felt your hands sliding up his chest, spreading your warmth through his body, “Y/N—” Quick lips stole his, your tongue eager to taste the liquor he stole from you; his hands quickly resumed their spot on your hips, but this time they slid down to the bend of your thighs, lifting your body. He wanted to take you right there, but in a dark club filled with people was not where he had planned, on the other hand, your body was making it hard to stay composed, “Y/N…” He hummed into your kiss, the feeling of your legs tightening around him sent his mind running to the gutter—he was at his breaking point, “Let’s take this somewhere—”

“I can feel you…” You whispered in his ear while grinding your core against his growing erection, “Do you want to fuck me, Anyo?”

“Yes…” His voice shook under the feeling of your breath against his lips, “I’ve been dying to feel you…” The snap of a card next to him made him turn his head to see the bartender placed a VIP room card down for him; he put you back down onto the floor and grabbed the card as well as your hand. He waded through the crowd with you behind him, the anticipation of finally being able to taste the girl of his dreams had his cock twitching in its holdings. Anyo slid the card into the lock, upon the ring of the door, he pushed it open, and yanked you inside the room. Through the quiet room, he could hear your heart pounding in your chest; the anticipation rattled him as he pinned you to the wall, “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this…”

“Show me how much you want me…” You slid your core over his thigh that sat nestled in between yours; he could feel your wetness through his slacks. The heat spreading through his skin only caused him to become more aroused.

“As you wish.” He dropped down to his knees in front of you while placing one of your legs over his shoulders. Hiking up your dress, his eyes feasted over your pantyless pussy, “You came prepared.” A quiet hum radiated through you as he delved his tongue between your dripping folds; sighs of pleasure echoed through the room, your voice rose in pitch when he ran his hungry tastebuds over your stiff clit. Your fingers dug into his thick blue locks, gripping tightly at the roots to bury his face into your impatient core; he slid his tongue into your hole, eliciting a sharp gasp from your lips. Flicking his inside you, he rubbed tight circles over your aching nub; you could no longer hold back your moans of pleasure as your orgasm hit its climax.

“Fuck, Anyo…” You whined, watching him pull away from the mess between your thighs.

“I don’t know how much longer I can wait, I need to be inside you…” He rasped.

“Clothes off then.” A devilish smirk flashed over your lips, he caught the twinge of dark energy in your eyes, but he was too desperate to even think about it. He took off his pants as quickly as he could before picking you up and toting you to the couch; plopping down, he had you straddling his thighs, his cock just inches away from your sopping core, “You really are impatient are you?” You stood up from his lap to get down onto your knees, “You’re a little too big for me, how about we lube you up?”

“Lube me—” He gasped feel your lips wrap around his sensitive head, you didn’t waste any time, your tongue swirled around him like a hurricane before deep throating his cock and slurping back up it, while your mouth focused on teasing this throbbing head, your hand pumped his length, coating every inch of him in your spit and his precum. Anyo sucked in a break as you devoured him again, the tip of his cock grazed the back of your throat causing his hips to thrust deeper into your right mouth, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…” With every jerk into your mouth, the more he lost himself, the more he gave in to his animalistic side, but with a few ragged thrusts, he pulled away from you to stroke his cum onto your face. You gazed up at him through the mess he made, locking your gaze with his glowing amber eyes, “I hope you’re not ready for a break…”

“W-why would you—” He swiftly picked you up and made you straddle his thighs, he didn’t give you the chance to even adjust to him, he just rammed his cock deep in your pussy, “W-wait— let me—”

“I don’t think I can…” He relentlessly attacked your sensitive nerves, landing never-ending pointed thrusts to your g-spot; he couldn’t get enough of you, your walls felt so good coiling around him that he couldn’t stop. He could feel your pussy started to tighten around him, which didn’t help with his orgasm, “Cum for me, Y/N…” He panted, gripping your hips so tightly that there would surely be bruises coloring your skin in the morning. Your juices dripped from your core onto the leather couch underneath you, your mind went blank, and you could’ve sworn you saw stars as your orgasm took over you. Anyo pulled your body to him, the animal in him unable to hold back any more, he opened his mouth near the nape of your neck and inhaled deeply before digging his sharp fangs into your skin as he reached his high.

“Oh, Anyo…” You breathed, finally coming down from your high, “You shouldn’t have done that…” One gulp of your blood, and he knew he was in trouble. The most excruciating burning sensation made itself apparent in his throat, and it began working its way down into his stomach. He groaned, withdrawing his fangs from your neck, he felt like all the energy he had just vanished into thin air.

“What did you do to me…?” He rasped, watching you get up off of him.

“Vervain. I drank vervain tainted water before I came to see you.” You said matter of factly while pulling down your dress, “I bet you didn’t even know I was a hunter.” Anyo groaned, trying to get up from the couch, but the vervain has him in so much pain that he couldn’t move. He watched as you pulled a small compact firearm from your bra, you pulled back the slide, and a bullet slipped into the chamber.

“Silver bullets won’t kill me…” He strained, still trying to get up.

“Oh, I know, that’s why they’re wooden bullets.” You pressed the nozzle of the gun against his chest and began to pull the trigger, “It was nice knowing ya.”

[yvixtrae]

1:55 PM

The time ticks by, minute by minute, hour by hour, as you bounce between googling and downloading aesthetic images on your phone to piece together moodboards alongside typing here and there to post drabbles on Tumblr on your laptop, Ayno sprawled on the couch you’re leaning against and napping peacefully. Though it’s not long before he wakes with a high-pitched sound as he stretches out, tail swaying back and forth slowly. As you look back at him with a smile, about to tease him for having a nap so early in the day, he makes his way to the floor and lays beside you before you can say anything, lightly nudging your thigh with his head.

“After I finish these last two drabbles, queue another four, and make this last moodboard to post.” You say, already knowing that he wants to lay on your lap or even all over you.

“Please, Y/N??” He persists in nudging and pawing at your leg, a loud whine bubbling in his throat as he gives you his best puppy face.

“Ayno…” You sigh, glancing over at him for a second while typing away swiftly.

His whine only gets louder and he gets up to scoot in between you and the couch to wrap himself around you. “I guess this’ll do for now…”

His arms snake loosely around your waist and he rests his chin on top of your head as he looks down at what you’re working on. For almost fifteen minutes, he’s as silent as can be. But a sudden whine from him breaks the quiet that had settled in the room as he moves to rest his chin on your shoulder.

“Just gotta queue this last thing and then I’m done, alright??” You respond, and he pouts, ears drooping.

As soon as you finish up and put your laptop and phone to the side so you can turn around to give him your full attention, you’re met with him still carrying a slightly pouty puppy face.

“Yes, I know, I know…” You smile and nuzzle his nose affectionately with your own, “You want my affection and attention.”

“Mm-hmm.” He gives a small nod, not sparing a second with going to occupy the space in your lap, pouty puppy expression turning to one of hope as he rests his head on your crossed legs.

“So what first?? Petting?? Kisses?? Belly rubs??” You question, noticing how his tail has started thwacking against the floor.

“Belly rubs, please.” He answers, grinning up at you.

Already, one of your hands is reaching to gingerly rub his stomach. Giggly wiggles are his response to the treatment, and as you lean down to give him a forehead kiss, he leans up to seal his mouth over your own in a feverish upside-down sort of kiss, reaching to cradle your face in a bit of an awkward manner due to the whole setup. After a few seconds, he pulls away with a cheeky grin and you just laugh quietly.

You don’t know exactly what makes you so choked up on emotion to where you spill the words as you look down at him and continue petting him and rubbing his stomach. Maybe it’s how ethereal he looks with his navy strands in a bed-head sort of disarray fanning out on your lap while his floppy golden retriever ears frame his soft and delicate features. Maybe it’s how bright his smile is right now and how giddy his giggle sounds. Maybe it’s because his eyes are looking at you with pure, unadulterated warmth and affection. Whatever it may be, it ignites the blood in your veins with a wildfire sort of love, and the words tumble freely from your lips.

“I love you.” Your heart feels like its rhythm stutters somehow as soon as you say it.

Though a moment of silence passes and adds to your anxiety because you’ve never exchanged such a phrase, he responds.

“I love you too.” His face is flushed a bright sort of scarlet, but he manages to firmly hold eye-contact with you as he reciprocates.

You breathe a sigh of relief at this, feeling some sort of high from the immense pressure of just a few seconds fading away, a joyous grin crossing your face. The phrase had finally been said between you two.

“I already wanna nap again.” He comments, earning a chuckle from you.

“You’re such a sleepyhead!! You just took one not too long ago!!” You tease, shaking your head slightly.

Shrugging, he gets up to get back on the couch, but he pulls you with him to where you’re squished in between him and the couch cushions. “I want you to nap with me though.”

“Fine. But I’m not even tired.” You reply, enjoying the warmth of his body and embrace.

“Just lay with me then.” You don’t mind the suggestion.

Burying your face in his chest, you enjoy the feeling of being held for the first time in a good while instead of it being the other way around. And much to your surprise, you do indeed find yourself being cozy enough like this to drift off. So you do.

[iwillgiveyoumyhappiness]

VAV Reacts: You being the Main Vocal of your group

aesthetic-06-24 asked:

Greetings! It’s kinda been a bit. I don’t know if you do reactions or not so I have two options (yes or yes, jk) Option #1: VAV’s reaction to you being the main vocalist of your group or Option #2: A Lou and/or Ace fluff As always, much love 💕

(A/N): This is the result of Option #1. Hope you liked it! I had a lot of fun writing it. It was short, snappy and quick to get out. In summary: a really fun challenge. Feel free to send more of these types of things my way! @aesthetic-06-24 

Also, to everyone, I’ve officially reached 130+ followers! Do you guys think I should do anything special for the occasion?

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Lee Geumhyuk (St. Van):

Though he’d be a little embarrassed, he’d try his best to be a source of energy for you. Being the Main Vocalist of his group, he knows the struggles that come with it firsthand. 

The pressure, the vocal and breathing exercises, the sore throats—he knows every inch of it. 

So if you come home after a long day and you’re exhausted and disheartened, of course he’ll do some aegyo for you. It doesn’t mean he won’t regret it after, but how can he stay sulky when you look so happy to have him there for support? 

Answer: he can’t. 

Choi Chunghyeop (Baron):

King of compliments. He brings out all the stops; anything to make you feel like a vocal queen. He’d say things like, “Your voice was so powerful right there” or “I got goosebumps at this part” (and he’d have the song time-stamp written down in a notebook, just so he could show you how much he cares). 

He wants you to know that he takes a genuine interest in your work-life, but he’d also rather keep it separate form your love life. You two will sing together sometimes, especially on lazy days, but most of the time, he’ll just ask you to sing him to sleep. 

He’ll never ever forget to remind you that your voice is soothing for him. He calls it his medicine and his healing. He loves your voice to the moon and back, but really, he loves it so much because he loves you. He wouldn’t love you any less if you had the vocal technique of a horse. 

He probably doesn’t go to many concerts, but he always calls you after (no matter what time it is) to say, “You did so well, darling”.

“You didn’t even see me perform.”

You’d be able to hear the smile in his voice when he said, “But I know you, so therefore, you did awesome.”    

Jang Wooyoung (Ace):

All I can say is that he’s taking pictures of you 24/7 and saving them to his ‘My Awesome Girlfriend’ folder. He’d be really proud of you, but he wouldn’t express it verbally that often. Not because he couldn’t bring himself to do it, but just because he felt that you both understood each other enough to know what he was getting at. 

He figured that you understood what the pictures and videos he would take of you when you were singing meant. 

He figured you would understand what the screenshots from your performances meant.

He figured you’d realize that every time he broke into a random smile, it was always because of you. 

But still, when you were doubting yourself, he would speak his mind and tell you how amazing you are. Because even if you understood each other, sometimes hearing it out loud is the final push to assurance, and he knows that. 

Nah Yoonho (Ayno):

Ugly-screaming. Ugly-singing. Ugly-dancing. 

Everything about him hyping you up is weird as hell and super loud, but you wouldn’t have it any other way, because it makes you laugh so freakin’ hard.

If he’s at a concert, you better believe he muscled his way up to the front, just so you could possibly hear him screeching the lyrics and going, “WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!” every five seconds. 

He won’t do it during ballads, though. If it’s a gentle, loving, or emotional song, he’d never dare. Even if he tried to, he’d find himself unable, because every time he hears you sing, he just melts into a state of, “Wow, that’s my girl”. 

If you ever made eye contact while you were singing, even if it was just casually at home, he’d feel his heart beat so fast and his chest squeeze, and without realizing it, he’s singing along. 

He likes the feeling of having that connection with you.  

Jang Peng (Jacob):

You remember when they did karaoke to FXXK IT by BigBang and he was just kinda awkwardly bopping his arms in the background and being a general cutie? Yeah, that’s what I see. 

He’d be so proud and excited for you, but he’d try to tone it down a bit—y’know, be a man—so he might come off seeming a little boring. 

But believe me, this boy is at every single one of your group’s concerts that he can get to. If he has time, he’s there. Awkward arm-dance and all. Because even if it’s a weird, awkward arm-dance, it’s a weird and awkward arm-dance just for you.

And, don’t worry. He’d slowly get more comfortable with hyping you up. Just give him some time. He’ll eventually do it very openly, but for now, he’ll just settle for giving you a soft peck on the cheek after a performance and a sincere, “You did well, love.” 

Kim Hosung (Lou):

Gets legitimately shocked by your voice every time he hears it. He could’ve heard it thousands of times and been to multiple concerts or listened to an album on repeat for a month, but every time he hears you hit a high-note or sound particularly emotive, the goosebumps raise. 

He might mess around with you a bit land tease you for a particular lyric you sang. Especially romantic ones. 

“Ohh,” he’d coo. “You were thinking about me, huh? That’s why this part was so good?” 

But you can tease right back. “Nope,” you’d say. “Fried chicken.” 

He’d stare for a moment, but then he’d start laughing, ‘cause God, he chose the right girl. In fact, the ultimate girl. What more could he ask for? 

You’re funny, you understand him and accept him, you take care of him and make him feel bright, and you’re extremely talented. 

Kinda someone he’d wanna marry and make a life with.

Park Heejun (Ziu):

Hyping you the heck out! Like, dude- I’m not even kidding. 

He’d be so gosh-darned supportive of you. He’d learn all the lyrics to your songs, sing them loudly in the car with you, semi-learn the choreography, but mostly just slut-drop and appeal to you with cute winks. I feel like he’d be the type (if your relationship was public) to speak about you very often on V-live. 

Like, “Vampz! Did you hear her new song yet? You have, right?” 

Basically a pup that wants nothing more than to show you that he’s amazed by you and thinks you deserve a lot of love and attention. And maybe, just maybe... He’d like a little bit in return. 

A lot, really.

[banipuppy]

Another Life pt.2

Sunkissed and glowing he strokes azure skies to life with the brush. Mornings spent chasing sunrises give way to mild summer afternoons eating wild peaches and getting lost in farmer's markets. At night, collapsing on the couch exhausted and giddy, the smell of peaches and warmth envelopes you. He spends all day chasing perfection but you find it in the smiles he gives.

St. Van | Baron | Ace | Ayno | Jacob | Lou | Ziu

[ilikeeverythingonmypizza]

VAV biases! I have 3 btw😂I was always cheering for Yoonho~ but I’m so happy he’s in VAV. He belongs in that group a lot more. I still also support #Gun. Oh oh I LOVE Tool! And Slipknot! I don’t brag about being with MX since No.Mercy but I gotta say it’s nice that I was. I’ve noticed a lot of changes in them but every change has been a good one & for the better. They’re so different in some ways now compared to how they were on No.Mercy. Oh man, Trespass is still so good! One of my favs!

3 biases?! THATS GREAT!!! I know st.van is one but who the other two?

Yeah Ayno is a great rapper and dancer I love him so much he was my first bias until I fell for Lou

And omg YOU KNOW TOOL AND SLIPKNOT!!! WHICH ARE YOUR FAVOROTE SONGS? Mine are psychological n snuff n unsainted and schism by tool

It must be hella nice sing mx change though time. I would have loved to see ur reaction to the changes and trespass is a f*cking bop I rap jooheon on the streets 🤙🤙🤙

[excindrela]

12 Days of Demon Ayno- Day 6 (18+)

Supernatural AU

Pairing: demon! Ayno (Noh YoonHo) VAV / Female reader

Genre: Fluff/ and graphic SMUT

Warnings: occult, oral (female receiving), unprotected car sex

Word Count: 2076

AN: Welcome to Day 6 of the 12 Days of Demon Ayno! As promised, more SMUT!  I love feedback- so if there’s something you like, or something you want to see- tell me!! Thanks to everyone who has stuck with me on this- sorry I’m so slow!! 

Demon Ayno: Summoned, Thanksgiving, 12 Days: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9

On the 6th Day of Christmas: You got snowed in with Ayno

The gentle chiming of the alarm on your phone woke you at 9. You fumbled for the device to hit the snooze, but Ayno got to it first. He was awake, of course, but laying next to you with his arms encircling you. You stretched and snuggled back into the warmth of his body. He kissed your forehead and pulled you closer until your head rested on his chest. He obligingly hit the snooze for you four more times before you were drowsy, but awake.

“Hi” he said, “Sleep good?”

“Mmm, yes”, you said placing soft kisses on his chest. “I always sleep good when you’re here. Were you bored all night?”

He shook his head. “No. Just laid here thinking.”

“What were you thinking about?” you asked resting your chin on his pecs.

“Yesterday.”

You stilled against him. Sensing your distress, he pulled you up until your heads were even and rolled you over so he was above you.

“I feel better today. I wanted you to know you were right: it is better that we talk about…me. What is the word you use when you are worried and nervous and upset, but you keep it inside?”

“Stress.”

“Yes. Much less of that in me now. I was always afraid if you thought too much about what I really am that you would reject me. I know we only talked a little, but it was still a lot to take in…you were so accepting…it made me happy and not afraid. …and last night…I was so proud when you introduced me as your boyfriend…we looked like all the other couples, right? I passed as human? I was ok?”

You placed your hands on his cheeks and lifted your head to kiss him. “Yes. You were perfect. Totally human.” You paused and brushed his bangs out of his eyes, “I am not afraid of you Ayno, and I’m glad you’re mine.”

The smile he gave was like sunshine, and he followed it with an achingly sweet kiss. And then another, and another…which was then interrupted by the very loud growling of your stomach.

He looked down at your belly and laughed “Oooo, time to feed my human!”  

*          *          *

Anyone paying attention to what Ayno ate at brunch might have called his humanity into question. He had the traditional custom omelet and bacon; but he followed it up with three slabs of the rarest prime rib imaginable, a mound of Waldorf salad, six servings of eggs benedict (“The sauce is so tangy!”), a good two pounds of chilled crab legs, one of everything on the dessert table, and washed it down with eleven mimosas. Fortunately, your friends from the party that you ended up sitting with didn’t seem to notice. Mostly it was just maddening that he could eat simply for the joy of eating and experiencing all the flavors without ever gaining an ounce, needing to expel waste, or worrying that he was going to give himself some form of gastric distress.

After brunch you changed into comfy clothes for the drive, loaded your luggage into the SUV and headed back to the city. You came down the winding mountain roads from the resort just fine, but as soon as you came into the pass, it was a very different story.

The storm front you had seen on the news seemed to have stalled out right here. Everything was white- it was like driving in a cloud- and snow was coming down heavily with the wind blowing it straight into your windshield. It looked like hyper-space from every science fiction movie you had ever seen- and took visibility to almost nothing. There was so much snow on the road you could feel your tires slipping despite that fact that you weren’t even doing a double-digit speed.

Another half mile down the road you saw the red white and blue blinking lights of the highway patrol accented by the yellow flashers of the highway services vehicles as they used flares to wave you and the rest of the weekend traffic to the side of the road.

Ayno looked concerned. “What is happening?”

“We’re being stopped- they’ve closed the road because there’s too much snow and ice for cars to drive safely. There’s a red bandana in the glove box- I need to tie it to the antenna.”

“Why?”

“So if the car gets buried by snow hopefully it doesn’t go up that high and rescue workers will see the bandana and know there is a car here they need to dig out.”

Ayno chivalrously got out and tied the bandanna to the antenna before jumping back into the car and sitting in the driver seat.

“Strange view from over here!” he said looking at the steering wheel and all the gauges.” Now what happens?”

“Well we have to wait for the storm to pass and highway services to plow the road. We could be stuck here for several hours.”

“I will be fine… but won’t you get cold?”

“Yes, and I could run the heater, but I run the risk of either a) running out of gas or b) suffocating if the tail pipe gets covered in snow. But that’s why I keep a packable down blanket- along with a hat, gloves, water & snacks in the back. There’s also a deck of cards… I suppose I could teach you to play gin.”

Ayno looked around at the rapidly fogging windows his eyes began to glow that particular shade of burgundy and he smiled and said, “I can think of much better ways to pass the time.”

He climbed over and straddled you in the passenger seat and begin kissing you deeply as he pushed the seat back as far as it would go, and then lifted the lever to lower the seat back until you were almost laying flat. His breath was hot against your neck as he began kissing and biting at it while he worked you out of your down jacket and threw it onto the floor in the back seat. He sucked harshly at the tender skin, creating the kind of marks that you knew would have you wearing turtlenecks for the next week.

Then he slid off of you until he was kneeling in the footwell- hooking his fingers on the waist of your yoga pants and tugging them down with him. He yanked off your boots and the pants and discarded them with the jacket before he lifted your shirt exposing your belly as he left wet kisses that made you shiver in the cool of the car. He slowly began rubbing his thumb over your mound and slit, feeling the dampness permeate the thin fabric of your silky underwear. He brought his mouth down to gently bite at you through the fabric, his nose nuzzling against your sensitive spot as he ran his fingers just under the edge of the lace- but not letting them stray where you most wanted them. “Ayno…what are you doing??”

He grinned mischievously. “Exactly what you think I’m doing.” He began softly kissing and nipping at your inner thighs, a half smile playing at his lips every time he heard a small gasp. He gently rolled the silky panties over your thighs and down your shins to the floor as he brought your knees to rest on his shoulders. Lifting your hips up, you cried out as he fastened his mouth to your already moist core, taking long laps up and down between your folds. You sighed in pleasure as he sucked gently on the lips and swirled his tongue around your clit. “Oooh you taste so good... so sweet...” he cooed as he brought his whole face down and begin plunging his tongue in and out of your sopping hole. Your hips bucked against his face as he held on tight and tongue fucked you furiously. “Oh oh oh...uuuhhhh…” you moaned incoherently as the feeling of his hot tongue inside of you sent waves of pleasure through your body. You grabbed his hair and pushed his face harder against you. He licked faster and harder until he finally took your clit gently between his teeth and flicked the tip of his tongue across it repeatedly as you clenched in pleasure and juices spilled out of you.

Ayno struggled out of the skinny jeans he was wearing and added them to the pile of clothes in the back. He lifted your legs back to his shoulders as he brought himself up to kneel on the seat with you between his thighs. He grabbed his stiff cock and angled it down to your waiting hole, pushing himself in with three good thrusts. Then he reached up and lifted your calves so the balls of your feet braced against the ceiling as he arched back and put his elbows on the dash for leverage as he began thrusting into you with his cock grazing along the top of your wet tunnel and slamming into your g-spot. Despite the awkward angle, he had excellent leverage allowing him to pound into your pussy mercilessly. “Oh fuck Ayno-yes!! Uhhh! Fuck! Don’t stop!” You cried out as you pressed one hand against the foggy window the other reaching across to grip the side of the driver’s seat as your curling toes pushed into the headliner. You pried your cold fingers from the window to wedge them in between your folds and gently squeeze your clit. The pressure pushed you toward the edge and you began to moan as your high approached. Your knees began to buckle until Ayno smacked your ass. “Uh-uh baby- keep those legs up- I wanna see you cum for me.” “Aaaagghh..Aynooooo!” you cried out when the space behind your eyes began to glitter and your legs shook as your orgasm overtook you. 

Ayno’s pace slowed and you gasped as he pulled out of you and the cold air hit your drenched pussy and thighs. He lowered your shaking legs and leaned over your body to kiss you and move your sweat dampened hair from your forehead.

He climbed into the back seat and rummaged around in the rear cargo area until he found the blanket, and then using your discarded jackets as a pillow he stretched out and made himself comfortable in the backseat. “Can you move baby? Come back here and let me keep you warm.” At Ayno’s bidding you attempted to move, your body shaking from both the cold and your release. You joined him in the backseat, laying mostly on top of him under the blanket, snuggling into his warm body with your head in the crook of his neck. “Good? Ok?” he checked. You nodded “Mmmmhmmm.” He kissed your forehead, “I think this was better than playing cards.” You had to laugh, “Definitely.” He squeezed you a little tighter, “Sleep. I will wake you when they tell us we can leave.”

You woke to the feel of icy air on your face and the sound of voices. When you opened your eyes, you were alone on the back seat and Ayno was trying to shimmy back into his pants on the floor. You giggled at him, and he crawled right over to kiss you. “The snowplow is coming now. We can drive in about twenty minutes.”

“Good. Because I really have to pee.”

Ayno laughed and handed you your yoga pants. “I do not think I can help with this problem.”

“Nope! But there’s a gas station with a convenience store and restrooms about ten miles away at the bottom of the pass. We can get coffees and snacks too.”

“Mmmmm! Salt and vinegar chips!” he said excitedly with a little clap of his hands.

You laughed at him “Yes and vanilla coffee.”

He pulled you down onto the floor with him and held you tight for a long moment. “I had a very good weekend. Thank you. Maybe we could go somewhere again? I would like to see the pineapple place one day.”

“Hawaii. Pineapples come from a series of islands in the Pacific called Hawaii. It’s warm and beautiful there…well, so I’m told. I’ve never been.”

“Islands…they have beaches? I would like to go there and lay on the beach with you. Goals.” he affirmed.

You looked through the foggy windows at the mounds of snow. “Good goal Ayno.” You said with a smile.

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Lunch - Ayno

(Admin: WS, I wanted to write this about Ziu but I couldn’t find a good gif sadly)

You look down to take your wallet out of your bag when suddenly you run into someone that almost certainly wasn’t in front of you when you looked down three seconds ago.

“Can I borrow a quarter, I only have a dollar,” he rushes out, you look up to see a tall man clasping his hands together pleading, he definitely doesn’t look familiar.

“Yeah, sure hold on,” you mumble taking a quarter out of your wallet, he starts to ramble thanking your profusely which makes you laugh a little, “what grade are you in?” You ask curiously.

“Oh, I’m a freshman at this college,” he says finally ending his rambling apology you nod your head, it makes sense why you haven’t seen him.

“I’m a junior,” you say stepping to the drink machine next to the one he was using, “do you have money to eat at the cafeteria?” You ask genuinely concerned for the underclassman he pauses letting out a heavy sigh.

“I forgot my wallet this morning, I just happened to have a dollar on me,” he says dropping his head resting the top of his head against the coke machine.

“I was going to get a drink then go to the campus food court,” you say softly nodding your head to yourself, “I’ll pay for your lunch if you come with me,” you say patting his shoulder he snaps his head up a look of guilt covering his face.

“I’m sorry, I’m really forgetful, you don’t even know my name,” he says breathily, you put your drink in your backpack shrugging.

“I’m Y’N,” you introduce yourself, “I have work in two hours, are you coming with me or not?” You say with a laugh resting one of your hands on your hip shifting your weight to the opposite foot.

“I’m Yoonho, and I guess I’m going with you,” he says with a laugh finally leaning down to pick up his drink, you gesture for him to follow you, “I’ll pay you back tomorrow,” Yoonho assures.

“I don’t know you that well, but for some reason, I don’t believe you,” you say with a laugh, “if you forget it’s fine,” you say with a small nod glancing in his direction.

“I promise I’ll remember,” he assures.

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[3:40am] Loud bass, rhythmic music and bright, colorful lights: the night is making your skin crawl with excitement and electricity, heart pounding loudly inside your chest. You drown the last bits of your drink, finally making your way back towards the dance floor, quickly joining your friends again. You let the loud music wash over you, close your eyes and throw your arms above your head, hips swinging from side to side. You usually don’t go clubbing, but when you do, you try to make the most of the night. It’s late - or early? - when a pair of strong arms encircle your waist, pulling you closer against a familiar body. “You are radiant.” Yoonho’s voice is low in your ear and you shiver involuntarily. You turn around, still in his arms, and smile up at him. His dark eyes reflect the colorful lights of the club, his smile shining even brighter. “You made it.”, you answer, arms sliding around his neck and lips hungrily pressing against his own soft ones. He smiles into the kiss, tightening his arms around you. “Seeing you dance? Oh, I wouldn’t miss it for the world, baby girl.” With that, he twirls you around and you both get lost in the feeling of your bodies moving together, the music and bass swirling around you with the bright, colorful lights accompanying them, connecting you with every other person enjoying the night. You can’t help but laugh at the feeling of pure bliss shooting through your whole body, making you feel careless and free. Yoonho answers your laugh with one of his own, suddenly stopping his fluid dance moves to pull you closer again, pressing his flushed body against yours. “I love you.”, he murmurs against your lips, “I love you, I love you, I love you.” You giggle at his cuteness, grab his face between your hands and pull him down towards you to kiss him again. “I love you more.”, you answer breathlessly and are thanked with a brilliant smile, before he twirls you around again. You close your eyes and begin to laugh at his infectious excitement, letting yourself be carried away by the moment. The night feels infinite. 

[jisungmark]

hi @band-imagines-by-me @satans-corn-chip, i love you. han seungwoo loves you. x1 loves you. victon loves you. noh yoonho loves you. vav loves you. i know things might be tough right now but they want you to keep fighting. they believe in you. i believe in you. you’ve been doing so good. you can do this. you can overcome this. please don’t let this stop you from progressing. i know you got it. i love you

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Ayno @ 미스 미스터 한 Press Conference  ( 180626 )

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

OT7:

“Royal Estate Diamond Club”

Nothing Yet

“Autumn”

“Ropes and Roses”

“Vacation In Dubai”

“Neutral Tones” | “Autumn”

“Pencil Skirts and Peonies”

“Dance Practice” | “Pumpkin Picking”

“Summer”

“Under Cover”

“Horror Movie Night At The Drive-In”

“Dominance and Dahlias”

“Secret Velvet”

[yvixtrae]

4:17 AM

Taking another sip from your third can of Monster Java for the night to try to fight off the fatigue from the past few days leeching at your bones, you glare down at both your laptop screen of which is displaying your still unfinished fantasy concept project and the study-guide papers with Hangul scattered next to it for your project in Korean. The EDM playlist you’d put on earlier for background noise continues to play, and you sigh as you put the half-empty can down to try and pen down things you want to and need to include in your Korean paper, occasionally glancing back to your still-waiting digital sketches. Though the clock is reading a little past quarter after 4 in the morning and you’re pushing on your third all nighter, you continue diligently, figuring that you couldn’t afford to sleep when the rest of your day hours were spent part-timing at the uni library and attending long classes at uni as well. Ayno sits criss-cross by your side, brushing off his own sleepiness as he looks up at you with concern, floppy golden retriever ears framing his still soft features. Your usual dark circles had only gotten more prominent, and you seemed much more down than usual now that you were swamped with literally half a dozen assignments and projects alongside twice the amount of commissions—down enough to be hardly eating. The stress and anxiety overwhelmed everything else, like your exhaustion for example. Unsure of what exactly to do to help you, Ayno whines under his breath and pouts to himself, wracking his brain on what could possibly get you to take a break and eat and rest to feel even a little better for just a little while.

“Y/N…” He nudges your leg and paws lightly at it.

When the only response you give is a tired smile and a few seconds of running your fingers through his fluffy yet nearly silken navy strands before going back to your work, his pout only grew. With a louder whine, he tries again.

“Y/N… Please come to bed…”

Looking over at him, you simply shake your head. “I’ve still gotta finish my fantasy concept project, start my Korean project, finish my creative writing paper, and finish my part for the group project. I just can’t…”

His ears droop a bit at that, but then a thought hits him. He knows that there’s one thing you never say no to: Chocolate chip pancakes. As you turn back to your work again, he gets up to leave your shared bedroom, pleased with himself for thinking of the idea. The minutes tick by, one by one, but it’s not long before a familiar and pleasant smell reaches your nose. Turning around in your chair, you see him with a hopeful expression and a small plate of chocolate chip pancakes.

“Will you at least take a break now??” He asks hesitantly, handing you the dish and taking his spot next to you again.

“I have to. Chocolate chip pancakes are more important.” You laugh lightly, picking up one of the pancakes to take a bite.

He bounces slightly, glad that you’re finally taking a break. Tail wagging slightly, he waits patiently as you eat. After downing all of the pancakes, you feel full and satisfied for the first time this week and smile appreciatively at Ayno. After downing the rest of your Monster Java, you consider trying to do more work, but then think better of it. Saving your progress on your laptop, you then exit out of everything and close it before tidying up your papers and folders on your desk, figuring that maybe it really is high time to at least rest mentally, even if you’re sure that you’ll be unable to sleep for a fair bit due to both your racing thoughts and the amount of caffeine you’ve had. Grabbing your phone, you change your music to something more chill and turn down the volume by a little before getting up from your chair. Ayno bounds over excitedly to the bed, tail still wagging, flopping down with a small huff before crawling under the covers and disappearing. As soon as you just simply get on the bed and start to slide under the comforter as well to just keep your legs a bit warm while you sit, he’s already wiggling around and moving to press himself into your side. His head now peeking out from under the comforter, he whines and nudges your thigh, giving his best puppy face. You give a sigh at this, abandoning any hope of staying sitting up and on your phone, placing it to the side and leaning down to press your lips gently against his forehead, of which elicits a happy giggle from him, before moving to lay down beside him. After a few moments of shifting around to get comfortable, he scoots to curl a bit and tuck himself against you even more, his back to your chest and head under your chin.

“Y/N…” He starts, voice small, and you hum as a response for him to continue, “Please don’t ever do all of this again. Missing sleep, skipping meals… Just not… Looking after yourself.”

Your heart aches at the sound of worry and hurt in his tone, and you feel a pang of guilt at him feeling worried and hurt over you.

“I get that… That you really take your assignments and projects and commissions seriously… But… But I just…” He starts to stumble over his words before trailing off, a few more moments passing before he starts up again, “Seeing you so bent over those things to where you’re on the verge of giving out due to being so tired and going on to where you’re not eating and you seeming so sad and nervous and stressed… I don’t like it…”

He turns around partially to peer up at you, chocolatey orbs shining with warmth and affection, and even the beginnings of tears. “I love you, and I don’t like it when you’re not smiling and laughing lots. When you’re not being happy and healthy.”

The all too familiar feeling of being lovestruck hits you again over his words and expression, over how sweet of a puppy he really is. As he sniffles quietly, and moves to turn back on his side, you sit up and lean over him to gently wipe away the building tears with your hoodie sleeve.

“It’s okay, Ayno… I’m fine. I just… Sometimes forget that I have to actually look after myself.” You murmur softly, carding your fingers through his hair again at a languid pace, “But I promise… I promise that I’ll do better to take care of myself. So don’t fret.”

You take the time to gingerly rub at his ears, and he leans into your touch with a content hum.

“Also,” You continue with a small bit of a laugh, “Thank you so much for the pancakes.”

“Anytime…” He mumbles, almost sounding shy, but a smile still tugs on the corners of his lips.

You move your hand to lightly rub his belly, and as he rolls onto his back, you adjust to where your weight rests more on your bent arm beside his head. He grins at the belly rubs, but his eyelids have drooped to a pretty sleepy-looking half-lid. Noticing this, your heart melts a little bit at the cuteness, and you continue to rub his stomach as the thought of mayhaps kissing him crosses your mind. Starting to lean in, you hesitate, almost freezing in place as your face heats up a bit with a blush.

“Oh jeez.” He laughs, remembering how this had happened the first and last time you’d kissed, and knowing how he’d have to be the one to close the distance.

Leaning up, he seals his lips over yours in a gentle liplock, trying and failing to bite back the urge to smile into it. A heartbeat passes, then another, and a few more before he pulls away.

“And… Sleep time.” You move back, gnawing on the inner of your cheek to hide your own smile as you take your spot as big spoon again.

He chokes back a cackle at your reaction, knowing well that you’ve shut down from the kiss, but lets it go as he tucks himself back against you. “Yeah, sleep time.”