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kisseobie · 7 months ago

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piwon’s reaction to reader squirting? 🫠

p1harmony reacting to making you squirt

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw (mdni)

tags: unprotected sex (don’t do this lolz), cunnilingus (fem. receiving), crying, squirting (duh), rough sex, degradation, spanking, fingering, masturbation, mentions of piss, corruption, i think that’s the bulk of it?

a/n: apparently user kisseobie is the biggest whore on the planet bc i started writing this the minute i saw the notification in my inbox.. i couldn’t help myself from doing full fledged reactions sorry …. also i believe in pussy slapping keeho supremacy .. also don’t ask why i wrote so much i wasn’t planning on it….

❤︎ keeho

the two of you are sat on the soft carpet of keeho’s bedroom, your bare back pressed up against his clothed chest. your boyfriend has one hand tightly holding your face in place, forcing you to stare at the mirror in front of you and watch as his other hand descends between your thighs. his rough fingers gather your slick and you mewl in response, to which he gently pushes his fingers into your cunt. he may be an attentive lover, but he’s not the most patient, and his rigorous pace of fucking his digits into you is almost immediate, causing you to whine and thrash against him. “mm kyo, ‘s too much!” is the only coherent sentence you can get out of yourself as keeho ignores your pleas to slow down, only quickening the pace of his fingers moving in and out of your pussy. your eyes screw shut as your boyfriend’s hot breath hits your right ear, and with his mouth so close to your face, you can properly hear his quiet grunts and curses, the only indication that he’s not nearly as composed as he’s attempting to seem. when he notices that your eyes aren’t on your reflection anymore, he gives your clit a firm spank that makes you scream and jolt in surprise. “fuckkkkkk, no more p-please i can’t take it!!” you squeal, eyes shutting once again, partly because keeho’s assault on your pussy is salivating, and partly because your humiliated, humiliated that he’s capable of forcing you into submission so quickly, and how you sit in front of him fully naked while your boyfriend watches you, fully clothed and composed.

you can’t stop shaking and sobbing against him. he eventually lets you lay your head back on his shoulder as the pleasure becomes overwhelming, but his fingers never still. “look at you,” he coos, “haven’t even stuffed you with my dick yet and you’re drooling all over yourself. you’re so fucking nasty y/n” he taunts, only egging himself on with every insult. if you ignore his command to look at yourself, he once again grabs your chin and forces you to, laughing under his breath at your tears and dumbed out expression as you try your best to listen to your boyfriend’s next words. “need you to come for me, can you do that angel? you gonna cum around my fingers? gonna make a mess all over me?” he sweetly asks you, a heavy contrast to the pad of thumb currently drawing circles into your puffy clit. you can only nod in reply, feeling a more intense orgasm bubbling in your tummy and before you can warn him, keeho lands another slap against your mound that pushes you over the edge. you’re floating, vision white and toes curled as you writhe against kyo’s fingers. minutes pass by and you finally come back to your senses, feeling keeho laying pecks all across your bare shoulders as you slump into him, and that’s when you notice that there are spritz and drops of what seems to be liquid on keeho’s mirror, pooled on the carpet below you, and scattered across the smooth skin of your thighs. you can hear keeho’s heavy pants, and when you turn to apologize for the mess you’ve made, your words get stuck in your threat as you realize that your boyfriend didn’t mind one bit, quite the opposite actually. he’s on top of you in seconds, laying your back against the now damp carpet as he stares at you with a wild, lust-driven look on his face.

“think i can make you squirt around my cock next, pretty?”

“wait kyo! won’t fit, it won’t fit!” is your reply, but do you really think he gives a care in the world? he’ll make it fit, and he’ll draw those waves out from you until you’re both spent and soaked in your sweet juices <3

❤︎ theo

“wait so you’ve never..?”

“nope. i don’t think every girl can”

it started with an unserious conversation about your personal sexual experiences, a topic your new boyfriend was very curious about. for the most part, the atmosphere was lighthearted as you and theo took turns interrogating eachother, but a specific question asked by your boyfriend leads to you admitting that a guy has never made you squirt, much less orgasm before, to which theo shakes his head in denial. he’s hesitant to believe you, half anticipating you to laugh it off and tell him you were just joking. however, when you meet his quizzical look with a blank stare, his mind starts to drift to more dangerous depths. always competitive in nature, taeyang takes your underwhelming sexual past as a challenge, and his demeanor shifts to one consumed by lust within seconds. he suddenly wants to show you everything, wants you to feel better than you’ve ever felt before, wants to mark you as his and become the only boy you could ever desire.

an hour later, he has you bouncing on and creaming his cock, giving you your third orgasm of the night. shows you all he has to offer, from his skillful fingers and tongue, to his massive dick that fills you up so well, so well that a bulge appears in your tummy. he’s addicted to your taste, your moans, your begs, and fucks you so good that it’s almost unbelievable that this is your first time together. slaps your ass and gropes your tits like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. not only is taeyang ridiculously good at sex, he’s also got the dirtiest mouth on him. can’t stop the expletives and praises dripping off his tongue like honey, telling you things like “so tiny, you sure this isn’t your first time sweetheart? if my fingers can’t fit, how are you gonna take my cock, hm?”. is borderline snarling everytime you gasp at a new sensation, and he knows right away that he’s got you hooked. your willingness to take whatever he gives you unlocks a corruption kink in him that he didn’t know was there. obsessed with the way that everytime he pulls out, your hips move on their own to chase the feeling of him filling you up again. you have such cute reactions to everything he’s giving to you, but his favorite by far is your begs for him to fuck you deeper, harder, fill you up with his seed. theo is so shameless, he doesn’t even care that your neighbors can probably feel your headboard hitting the wall with every thrust, wants them to know that the innocent pretty girl next door is getting defiled.

currently, he has you with your face down and ass up, posing all pretty for him and showing off your little hole, still dripping with his cum as he lines up his length with your pussy lips and pushes in. you love how degrading this position in, how you’re completely at his mercy like this, dizzy with want as you drool at the thought of coming around his dick again. theo lands another firm smack against your ass cheek, and your legs buckle up from the pain and pleasure. you’re twitching against him, getting addicted to the way your body is being tossed around like a ragdoll, as if you were made to be taeyang’s personal cocksleeve. he pounds into you like it’s nothing, and it sends blood rushing to your core. you silently thank the heavens for blessing you with a boyfriend like theo when you feel another climax approaching, all whilst theo continues to assault your cunt and use you like a cum dump. just when you believe theo couldn’t make you feel any better, his hand slips in between your legs to draw circles into your clit, and you feel the knot in your tummy tear in one firm snap that has you shaking, gripping onto anything within your reach to try to ground yourself as he works you through your nth orgasm of the night. your arousal leaks out of you, dripping and splashing onto theo’s pelvis and your sheets, and it just doesn’t stop spilling. you can hear your boyfriend groaning in satisfaction, filling you up once again and pounding irregularly as you both ride your highs together. after a few moments, taeyang’s thrusts slow to lazy grinds until you push your hips away, pleading him for “noooo, no more yangie.. too sensitive..” as he just watches you escape his grip in amusement. your boyfriend gives you a few minutes to catch your breath, massaging little shapes into your skin to ease any pain he may have caused earlier. when you’ve finally descended back to planet earth, you turn to look at theo with a face of disbelief, and he grins and leans in to kiss you, pulling off your lips just as quick to stare at you, still smiling mischievously. then he’s sitting up on your bed again, fingers moving dangerously close to your wetness as you widen your eyes at his next words.

“what was that you said earlier, my baby doesn’t think she can squirt? but look at you now.. so messy, want me to clean you up? hm? think you can take it?”

❤︎ jiung

“shhh pretty, gotta stay quiet ok? don’t wanna get us in trouble, do you?” jiung taunts as he lazily strokes himself to the view of you playing with your cute pussy. you’ve never felt so vulnerable before, burning up at the intensity of his gaze as you muster up enough courage to spread your legs wider in order to please him. when jiung asked you to show him how you touch yourself when he’s on tour earlier, you didn’t expect to be so shy, but another part of you feels empowered at how the sight of you playing with yourself is making him lose all of his composure. although you’re currently at his dorm, and are aware that the rest of the boys are also here, the risk of them hearing you doing something so dirty is exhilarating. your boyfriend doesn’t seem to mind either, completely detached from his surroundings and focused on the way you work 3 fingers into your hole, the way it gapes and swallows your digits. he’s breathing heavily in between his instructions, gaze dark as he continues to fuck up into his own palm. ji has always been so sweet with his praises, and everytime he calls you something as simple as pretty, you move your fingers a tad bit faster to chase your release. you’re about to inform him that you’re close, but he beats you to it by forcefully pulling your fingers away from your cunt, replacing them a few moments later with his own. jiung’s pace is less forgiving, and your control over the volume of your voice starts to waver as curls his fingers inside of you. the sensation of his ministrations, paired with the fear that any of his members could catch you in this position results in an odd buildup in your stomach. you’ve experienced earth shattering orgasms with your boyfriend before, but there is something different about the way this one is building up, and for a moment you’re terrified you’re about to piss all over his fingers and sheets. you remove one of your hands from it’s grip on his pillow and grab at jiung’s wrist instead in a panic, attempting to push him away and warn him but he doesn’t stop, in fact he only quickens his pace and scrunches his brows in concentration as you start to writhe and tremble. “ji wait! ah, fuck!” are the last words that leave your lips before you feel yourself gush all over his hand, and your eyes roll back as warm drops escape your womanhood.

your embarrassment of peeing yourself, despite how good it felt, snaps you out of the afterglow of your orgasm quicker than usual, and you’re about to apologize to the boy in front of you profusely but he cuts you off with “baby, you squirted”. when you look up at his face, he’s smiling so big, as if he’s a child that was just given a bucket of candy on halloween. “i uh, are you sure?” is the lame response that comes out of your mouth in a sigh, and you’re honestly relieved that you didn’t pee yourself and slightly less mortified at how quick you came because of your boyfriend’s pleased reaction. he just giggles in response and leans in to kiss you all over your face, his excitement is contagious, causing you to laugh along with him. “i didn’t even know i could do that..”

just when jiung is about to respond, loud knocking can be heard against his door. “you guys are so loud, can you please not fuck like rabbits when other people are here? some of us enjoy some peace and quiet”. you recognize the disgruntled voice as keeho’s, and although you’re a bit ashamed, your boyfriend just ignores the inquiry and kisses you again, fingers making their way back to your cunny as you sigh at the contact.

“keeho’s got some nerve if he thinks i’m gonna leave you alone tonight after you just squirted in front of me”

❤︎ intak

in true puppy nature, intak is obsessed with giving you backshots. doggystyle is his favorite position, he loves the way he gets full access to the sight of your bare back glistening with sweat as you praise how well he’s fucking you. tak is addicted to how your ass jiggles everytime your pelvis’ hit against each other, how he just has to peer downwards to see the ring of your frothy cum around his fat cock. yeah, intak loves giving you backshots, a fact so obvious that you’ve started to wear the skimpiest skirts around him, just to lure him into taking what you know he always wants.

tonight is no different. you’re sitting at your vanity, spritzing some of intak’s favorite scent of perfume onto your wrists and on the nape of your neck, adding minor touch ups to your full glam, and most importantly, sliding on the shortest skirt you’ve ever owned. the material clings onto the shape of your bum, and the length is so short that the bottom curve of your ass is on full display. you haven’t seen your boyfriend in days, and usually that just meant that you would have to do with your vibrator, but recently, the device just wasn’t enough, just didn’t hit the spot like your boyfriend did. to say you were sexually frustrated was an understatement. you needed to intak’s girth on your tongue, needed him to open you up and fuck you into next week. therefore, you’ve decided that tonight, you need to look as fuckable as possible. you’re determined to make intak’s jaw drop as soon as he lays his eyes on you, and once you’ve made sure you’re ready, you take one more good look at the mirror, then reach for your phone to check your text notifications. like clockwork, you receive a new message from intak as soon as you unlock your device.

takkie! <3: hi doll :) i’m here

takkie! <3: take ur time tho!

you heart his messages and giggle, thinking about how happy you are to see your boyfriend and spend time with him tonight. being away from him, even for a few days, is always such a bore. even if you plan on getting your insides rearranged in a few hours, just being within tak’s presence is enough to get you excited. as you make your way downstairs, you pull down your shirt just slightly, so your cleavage becomes visible. you slip on some wedges that match the color of your top and make your way towards intak’s bright red convertible, surprising him when you suddenly open the passenger door and plop yourself onto his leather seats. “hi baby! missed you so much!” is how you greet him, leaning in to give him a sloppy peck on the lips. you detach yourself from his face and smile innocently at him, observing the way he ogles your appearance and shamelessly stares at your breasts and legs. once he’s finally got a grip on himself, he smiles at you and tucks a stray piece of your hair behind your ear while responding with “missed you too doll, did you get all pretty jus’ for me?”

you did in fact get all pretty just for him, and you beam with victory as intak pushes your head down onto the surface of his back seats, his cock furiously pounding into you as he breathes heavy. “thought you could wear this shit and not get fucked? you’re so beautiful doll, you’re drivin’ me crazy. fuckkkkk”. tears are streaming down your cheeks, no doubt fucking up your mascara but you couldn’t care less as you internally laugh at the realization that your hunk of a boyfriend is just so easy to rile up, how you have such a big effect on him. he really is losing his mind, pathetically rutting into you like a dog as he leans forward to completely tower over your frame, hands groping your exposed tits as he tilts his head to lay kisses on your right ear. you’re chanting mantras of yes, yes, yes’ as intak plows into your heat, loving how dirty it all is, how everytime you get in the back of his car you’ll remember the feeling of your cum pooling onto his expensive seats. “gonna cum, fuck, where do you want it babe?” is the question that accompanies his sloppy thrusts, and you’re quick to beg for him to cum “inside! wanna feel it takkie”. your boyfriend quickly flips you over onto your back, and you’re about to ask what he’s doing until he enters you again, going at it impossibly faster until he feels the familiar shaking of your legs, the tightening of your cunt around him that signals that you’re close. he’s thrusting so viciously that you’re sure the car is rocking back and forth. intak’s sweat is starting to drip off onto you, and it only pushes you closer to that sweet edge. with a few more thrusts, you’re crying out and creaming around him, your juices squirting all over his seats as he pulls out to watch. you’re crying, feeling dazed and confused as to what just happened, embarrassment beginning to sink in and consume you until you look up to see intak’s face. his eyes are focused on your mess, cum weeping out of his tip as he whines louder than he ever has before. without skipping a beat, he’s pressing his cockhead against your clit, slapping it over and over in attempts to draw more juices out of you. he’s so focused, so consumed by lust that his pleas for you to “give me more. one more doll. need to see you squirt again, give it to me” come out hurried and mumbled. you’ve never seen your boyfriend quite this desperate, but it makes you hungrier for more.

long story short, you squirt over his leather seats again and he licks it all up, so your plan was in fact very successful!

❤︎ soul

you and shota have been at this for about a week. for context, it’s been precisely six days since you and your boyfriend lost your virginities to each other. six days ago you allowed soul to see you bare, touch and kiss you wherever he so pleased, and six days ago was the first instance where you realized why your classmates were always so crazy for sex.

so where, may you ask, has your recent deflowering led you to? well, back to your boyfriend’s bed, where your hands pull and tug at his long hair frantically as you search for a release. when you initially decided that you were ready to lose your virginity to soul, you didn’t really know what to expect other than pain. as it turns out, you and shota had such an incredible first time that you’ve spent the entire remainder of the week with your bodies never apart, every moment together being occupied with the two of you exploring each other with your fingers and tongues. it’s become concerning actually, how the loss of your virginity has only led you to become more curious. you want to know of each and every sound you can pull out of your lover, if he whines or groans, if he prefers to fuck into the warmth of your mouth or the plush of your thighs.

so like i said, you and shota have been at this for about a week. currently, he has you on your knees, letting you take the lead as he watches you suck and lick the tip of his heavy cock. you collect his precum into your mouth, smearing some excess onto your lips as you look up to lock eyes with him. sho is definitely pleased, enjoying the attention to his cock more than he’d ever admit out loud. he attempts to hide his groans by biting down on his bottom lip, but it’s no use when you start to bob your head up and down his length with no warning. his resolve is wavering, toes are curling, whines come out more freely as he never dares to break eye contact with you. you love the effect you have on your boyfriend, a fact that has only become evident to you this week during your self-proclaimed “sexcapade”. when shota is close, his length slightly twitches on your tongue and you take the reaction as a sign to release him with a pop!, much to his annoyance. “why’d you stop?” he frustratedly asks you, wincing as if he’s just been punched. “wanna try something…” is the only reply you give soul as the gears turn in your head, and suddenly your latching your hands onto the back of your boyfriend’s thighs and lightly pushing him onto the bed. he has a quizzical expression on his features, but he enjoys that you’re excited to try something new with him, this entire week proving to him that he’d do anything you asked him to, just to see you fall apart and sigh his name. you instruct your boyfriend to lay down flat against your bedsheets, and he follows suit right away, making your heart swoon before you resume your plan. shota opts to stay silent, trusting you with whatever you want to try, and he stays quiet when your putting one leg on either side of his head, dropping your pelvis onto his tongue as you face his cock, continuing to suck him off while he returns the favor to you. this position makes you feel so powerful, like you’re the only one who’s allowed to call the shots. your boyfriend doesn’t have any complaints either, just happy to have your cunt on his tongue and his cock on yours. the two of you work in, for the most part, silence, aside from the occasional groans and moans that slip past your lips when one of you adds additional pressure. every time your tongue presses against the slit of his cock, or your mouth sucks on his fat head, you make mental notes of all of the sounds of pleasure you can hear behind you. your thoughts begin to drift, thinking about how you can’t believe you led shota to doing something so nasty, something you would most likely see in a corny porno, but as he laps and slurps at your pussy lips, you decide you couldn’t care less. soul is very good at giving head, another epiphany you have had this week, which excites you a little too much. you’re pulled back into reality from your thoughts, however, when your boyfriend uses his teeth to slightly nip at your clit, putting enough pressure to make you squeal.

“sho! god keep doing that.. ‘s good, feels sooooo good!” is what breaks the silence in your bedroom, and soul is nothing if not a quick learner. he continues to flatten his tongue against the groove of your vaginal lips, top to bottom until he reaches your little bud, then biting at it to get another pleasured noise out of you. he goes a little overboard with the biting, but you only push against his mouth, so he figures it must feel good and continues to please you. you on the other hand, have completely abandoned shota’s cock, too preoccupied with noticing how different the coil in your pelvis feels, how much more intense it builds up until it finally snaps, and what follows is only describable as pure bliss. you’re loud, moans are wanton as you grind your hips onto shota’s tongue, riding out your high when you realize that you feel a lot wetter than you would with your typical orgasm. you finally lift your pussy off of shota’s face and the sudden change of position makes you aware of the cum splattered on the side of your cheek, signifying that your boyfriend got a little too excited by your climax. you pivot your body to face him, mostly to make sure you didn’t go too overboard, and are met with shota’s pretty face, glistening with a strange wetness that you soon realize is yours. you stare at your boyfriend as he begins to lick at his own mouth and chin, eyes darkening as he grabs and kisses you messily. you can taste your essence on your own tongue and whine at how desperate shota is being, how your explosive orgasm has begun to show you a side of soul you didn’t know existed. the rest of the night is spent with your boyfriend making you squirt over and over again hehe <3 he lives to make you feel good

❤︎ jongseob

“need to feel you, ah! in me seobie, please! wan’ your cock in me sooo bad, please put it in?”

the pathetic words that come out of your mouth before you can even think of stopping yourself have the biggest effect on the boy under you. you’re currently straddling your boyfriend, grinding your panty-clad cunt on the outline of his dick, staining seob’s sweatpants with a small patch of your wetness. you don’t know why you’re feeling especially needy today, but seeing your boyfriend after a hard, long week of class makes you crave to be filled up by him. jongseob looks up at you in astonishment, lips forming a cute little “o” as his hands are placed tightly on both sides of your waist. he take this time to admire how sexy you look like this, grinding on him in only a crop top and tiny pair of panties. he could definitely get used to the view, and has to bite back pathetic moans of his own from escaping his plush lips, wanting to fully focus on the sounds you make as you hump him like a bitch in heat. he’s about to tell you to slow down, that he’ll take care of you but he needs to stretch you out first, but you’re not patient enough to wait for him to answer your previous pleas. his eyes widen as he watches you huff and pause the roll of your hips, and seob nearly faints when you cross your arms to pull your skimpy top off of your body, or when you hook your fingers under his sweats, pulling them down just far enough to where you can grab at his now exposed dick. to this, he sits up onto his elbows, not wanting to jump into penetrating you without prepping you first.

“princess wait, are you sure? haven’t stretched you out yet, don’t wanna hurt you baby..” he sweetly informs you, making you pause for a minute to look into his eyes. you scan all over his face, how his blonde bangs are now damp with sweat and stuck to his forehead, the mole below his eye that you love so much, the heart eyes he’s shooting at you, and his pink lips struggling to hold in his heavy breaths. you grab his face with your hands and give him one long kiss on the lips before you pull back to reply, “wanna make it hurt seobie, wanna feel you all up in my guts, please, been thinkin’ about it all day!” and fuck, how is he supposed to tell his princess no when she’s asking for his cock so sweetly? your request is enough initiative for jongseob to flip you over with haste, towering over you as he pinches your panties to the side and slips in, not worried about discarding the rest of his clothes as he’s only concerned with pounding into your cunny until you’re completely filled up to the brim with his seed. his hands are everywhere, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear, caressing your pretty face, kneading at your tits, until he finally settles one hand on your waist, and the other around your throat. the slight weight and pressure of his hold makes your eyes roll back. “oh my- fuck, yes!! you’re so fucking big seobie!” is what urges your boyfriend to snap his hips even harder into you, his ego boosted by just how loud you are. you’re so responsive, he can feel your pussy tightening around him into a vice grip, as if you want to milk him for everything he has and more. your begs and whines only increase in volume when he dips a finger down to play with your clit, and after a few seconds you’re crashing, melting into him as he continues to fuck you through both of your orgasms. he’s peppering your face in kisses to bring you down from cloud nine, praising you for being so sexy, so good for him. you don’t even realize that this is the first time you’ve squirted in front of your boyfriend until he’s sinking down to level with your cunt, displaying a crazy look in his eyes before he dives in and starts to fuck his tongue into you with as much vigor as he fucked you with earlier. pulls away for a moment to take a good look at your face, and then opening his mouth to say,

“you’re so sexy baby, gonna make you squirt again. you wanted this, right? wanted it so bad and now you’re twitching like you can’t handle it. gon’ fuck you into next week baby, will you let me?”

a/n: i <3 needy piwon

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soobinskii · 6 months ago

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p1h ass vs titties.

warnings : spanking, boob sucking.

keeho likes ass. he loves slapping your ass and seeing the jiggle of it. he watches you walk and will always stand behind you while holding you close to him. keeho also likes holding onto your hips and swaying side to side. you'd have to pry his hands off of your butt.

"your ass is so fuckin' hot, babe. i love the way it moves."

theo likes tits. he likes the simplicity of them. the perfect display of femininity, they're soft and squishy. he could just lay on your boobs for hours, if you'd let him. he'd be more than happy to stay there and rest on them as you play with his hair.

"i enjoy laying on your chest, it's like a perfect pillow.. all for me."

jiung likes thighs. he loves biting on them. he likes curvier girls, just so he has more room to lay his head. he's another one to watch you walk, just to see them move with every step you take. when he cums, he'll cum on your thighs (if accessible). but if he MUST choose between the two, ass. it's the closest thing to thighs.

"your thighs are so amazing. i could stare at them forever. would you let me stick my dick inbetween them?"

intak likes ass. he loves the roundness of a good, fat ass. he could get off to his s/o twerking, or giving him a lap dance. yes, he'll slap some ass, however he's more of a squeezer. he likes fondling the cheeks between his hands and moving it around, pulling them apart while his cock is deep within you just so he can see more.

"goddamn, your ass is so fat. your shit moves like water, can i lick and bite it?"

soul likes tits. he can get a bit subby, so he's one to suck on your nipples and bury his face between them. he'll honestly suck on any part of your boob that he can get to. he'll leave tiny marks; hickies, bites, trails of spit. he zones out while he's all over your titties, his mind going quiet.

"mmm..? sorry about the mess, i got a little carried away.."

jongseob likes both. he loves everything about you, he has his preferences based on the day. most of the time, he doesn't care what he's grabbing, he just grabs. he's always so horny and just wants to make the two of you cum that he's not really thinking of a preference, just anything to get you creaming on his cock the fastest.

"what can i do to make you cum harder? would you like me to slap your ass, play with your boobs?"

a/n : i'm writing for shota & jongseob because they're legal. if you don't like it, please don't read their parts. if you enjoyed please consider reblogging <3

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catboyieejeno · 5 months ago

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pairing: theo x fem!reader

cw: smut, oral (f receiving), theo eating it from the back, established relationship, pet names, slight pillow princess reader, lazy morning head

wc: 1.9k

18+ minors do not interact!

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Theo's index finger tracing along the side of your abdomen stirs you from your sleep—intentionally, it seems, since he doesn’t bother to retract his hand when he notices the slight shift in your breath, indicating you’ve woken up. Instead, his warm palm meets your skin with confidence, circling around your torso to pull you closer to his chest. He must not have been awake much longer than you, a tell being the quiet, borderline incoherent morning greeting he wishes you in a low rumble.

The bed sheets are strikingly cool against your skin, but his legs that tangle with yours are enough to keep you heated. If it wasn’t for his full lips wetly kissing your shoulder, you might’ve been lulled back to your peaceful slumber within minutes. You move to sit up, but his grip around you tightens, and his soft, tired voice calls out to you once more.

“Wait, don’t pull away…” he mumbles into your skin, “not yet. wanna lay with you for a bit longer,”

His ministrations start out slowly, subtly… For a second, you’re almost convinced his kisses that continue to smack against your neck come from a place of innocence, in the form of some half-asleep affection he’s less restrictive about showering you with when compared to his usually reserved self.

It’s something to take advantage of, you decide, and nuzzle your cheek to his, soaking up the way his hands rub over your skin as he lets a hushed moan slip out. At the same time, Theo allows his fingers to inch down your front shamelessly, digits curiously tapping over your stomach.

“You’re so soft,” he mumbles, and with his antics serving as a catalyst, you can’t help the way your abdomen instantly ignites.

Theo lifts his arm from your waist just long enough for you to roll around in his hold to face him, smiling down at you with puffy eyes and tousled hair. He pulls his hand back up to cup your face, muttering a small, “hi.”

“Hi,” you whisper back, unable to contain your giddy grin. Gently, he takes your hand into his and brings it to his mouth to kiss it once, then guides it atop of his head in a silent plea for you to run your fingers through his scalp. The dark locks don’t resist your fingers even a little bit, letting you comb through them smoothly until they’ve reached some kind of order. At the feeling, your boyfriend practically groans, rolling his eyes back for a split second before they regain focus and meet yours again.

Every feature on his face is so delicately crafted, gazing curiously at you and taking you in as if the night that passed, and the sleep he had once reveled in, had robbed him of you for far too long, just like his work schedule had the last few weeks. Days on end without being able to see you or hold you had taken a toll on him. You’re his favorite thing to look at, in any state, at any moment, so his first night back at your house was something he had been anticipating for a while now. Truthfully? he’d never sleep again if it meant he could stare at your pretty face for hours at a time.

He misses you, despite lying right next to you and having you in his arms. How is that possible?

Just then, as these thoughts flood his mind, he leans in, capturing your lips between his own in a sweet kiss. At the same time, his arms draw you tighter into his embrace, warm skin pressing to yours, practically melting into your touch.

He props himself up to hover above you, palms placed on either side of your head and caging you in. The metal of his chain is cool as it dangles, sitting on your chest like melting ice. It becomes even cooler as it moves across the expanse of your breasts, trailing down as his mouth follows behind to lick and lap and warm up the icy trail, and before you know it, he’s practically sticking his head under the hem of your tank top to nibble at the exposed skin below your navel.

His eyes, which were previously closed to savor the taste of your skin, peek open and steal a glance up at you, and his member, confined by only his boxers, twitches within the constricting material at the sight before him. Your lips are parted, your chest is rising and falling quicker with every second that passes, and your eyes can’t seem to leave the boy who keeps climbing further and further down, finding solace between your legs.

“I missed sleeping next to you.” He admits distractedly, placing a sticky kiss on your hip as his hand paws at your waist, squeezing at the flesh he can fit within his big palm, “I hate that i was away from you for so many nights in a row,”

“You were working, baby.”

“I know. Still,” he pauses, flashing you a lopsided smile, “this is nice.”

Little to no time passes between the moment when he mumbles those words, and the moment he buries his face into your panties, breathing you in deeply. The action makes you shudder, and goosebumps crawl over your skin as his black hair tickles your bare thighs.

Just then, there’s a glow flourishing on your cheeks, inevitable of avoiding around Theo. Truly, how are you meant to stay composed after he does something so lewd?

“Missed eating you out,” a ghost of a kiss is placed over your clit. It’s involuntary, but you roll your hips in his face and whine out, a response that only makes his head spin even more and his dick swell with need. He grips your thighs and props them higher up until your clothed center is in perfect view and your knees are almost folded onto your chest.

“Let me make you feel good, love. Please?”

“Yes,” you answer quickly, and he snickers at you in a way that doesn’t make you feel embarrassed in the slightest—despite its inherently teasing nature, his smirk is only intended to rile you up even more than you already are, and that, it does.

As he swipes one finger over your core, a splotch of wetness appears on the material. His index finger loops around to pull the lace aside, and he wastes no time in diving in. His tongue pokes out, kitten-licking your folds so lightly that you almost think he isn’t doing anything at all.

A few more experimental, soft swipes of his tongue get you writhing, and it’s only then that he releases the hold he has on your thighs and allows them to rest on his shoulders, fully burying himself between your legs.

“Feels good,” you whimper.

He hums back at you, content and unrestrained, and the vibrations almost make you come on the spot. He’s very obviously pacing himself, taking his time to dissolve you into nothing in his grasp. Your breathing goes from rapid heaves to long sighs as Theo alternates between lapping at you and nibbling your inner thigh. At one point, his actions become audible, the wetness of him fucking his tongue into you, and your soft moans become the only two sounds in the room.

Chin soaked and eyes half-lidded, he mumbles, “You’re so pretty,” as he crawls his way back up your body to kiss you.

He lets his thigh take his place between your legs and he presses his mouth to yours, plump lips gliding softly and lazily with no real purpose other than to soak you in. As your panting evens out, you peek your eyes open to glance at him.

“We can’t lie around for much longer. We have so much to do today,” you protest during kisses. He pulls away, resting his chin to your stomach. He stills there for a moment, falling limp, hands caressing you with no real purpose.

“It can wait.”

“The weather is supposed to be nice today,” you announce, and he gives you another crooked smile as his thumb passively toys with your nipple.

“Then we should take advantage. What do you wanna do?”

“Hmm,” As you think, your hand comes up to hold his cheek, thumb wiping the sleep from his eye. “What if we go for a walk later?”

He nods without second thought, happy to walk later with you wherever you’d like to go. At the same time, he greedily leans into your touch.

“We can do that.”

“And maybe we can–“ a few sticky kisses decorate your waist, “stop by the bakery you like on the way home? You haven’t had that since you left on tour.”

“That would be nice.”

“After we get groceries and make dinner, maybe we can even lie around and do this for a big longer.”

“Yeah?” He raises a brow, lip curling up in a similar notion. When you nod eagerly at his implication, he remembers the position he’s in, and presses his leg just a bit closer against you.

“Let me take care of you then, so we can start our day.”

You hum and he gives you one last look before sinking back down where you need him most.

Your taste is lavish and sweet on his tongue that doesn’t care to tease you anymore. Now, it’s working diligently, drawing out every last whine it can, sweeping and swiping at your glistening folds until you come around him with your fingers grasping at the sheets so hard that the skin has turned white.

You’re barely given a second to recover before he asks you to turn around and flip onto your stomach. Weak and unsteady, your limbs hold you up and you arch your back in anticipation as he repositions himself behind you.

For a moment, his shuffling and the rustling of the sheets makes you think he’s undressing and about to sink himself into your warmth, but then his mouth is on you again with no warning.

His groans are tantalizing, and the way he’s squeezing the flesh on your ass has you collapsing into the mattress and crying out in pleasure. The pleads that leave your lips in mangled cries have him reaching a fever pitch, and he suddenly can’t wait to taste your release again, so he does everything in his power to lull it from you faster. His fingers slip into you, shallowly at first, then knuckle deep and curling to fuck your sweet spot; before you know it, you’re gushing around him again.

“Baby…” is the only word you manage to spew from your drooling lips, and your back arches more as he moans into you again.

The comedown is just as sweet, especially when he lets his lips drag up the curve of your spine until they reach your hair, smooth palm tracing over your smooth skin to soothe you as the last waves of pleasure wash away. He collapses beside you, tugging you closer until your head is near his chest.

When your dazed eyes open to look at him, he’s already looking back down at you with his gentle smile.

His lips are glossed over, and you kiss him as a thank you, greedily humming at the taste of yourself in his mouth.

“Good?” He asks, raising his brows slightly.

“Shut up.”

He laughs when you hide your flushed face is his neck, leaning into you as if your proximity was still not quite close enough.

“Just checking.” He murmurs into your hair, leaving a kiss there in the process. “Now we can start our day.”

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girl what do we think abt piwon and easy access clothing because i-

💌 — OHHHHHHH DONT GET ME GOING NOW.

⋆ Y. Keeho

Whenever you just so happen to be wearing something thin and short is when he just so happens to be needy and impatient, what a coincidence! Keeho doesn’t allow himself to get too hasty, nor does he resort to whining or senseless complaints about how deprived he is of your touch even though it’s a reoccurring last resort for his… problem. For the most part he’s actually quite collected, from what you can see. What you happen to miss is the ticking burn under his skin that’s ready to set his entire being ablaze with every inch of your bare skin that his fingers carefully tread.

Keeho pretends that he hasn’t yet acknowledged how great of an effect the hot streaks of his touches against your inner thigh have over you, and the punishment is only in favour of what he’s endured by your hand.

He’s doing it to get back at you. You know he is, he just won’t say it. The action is so slight in his scale of play, but god does it make your head fog. The ticklish pads of his long, defined fingers groove well oiled against the softness of your flesh, only slipping so far up as to brush against a sweltering dampness and then briskly retreating back out from under the fabric in the matter of seconds. It’s unfair, and cruel, the way he plays with your heart. The disturbed set of breaths heavy in your nose as he continues with the dreadful pattern.

He thinks about how perfect the shorts are that you have on, that the leg opening is just wide enough for his hand to go under without any added strain to his wrist, how stretchy and forgiving the material was when he made a mess of himself on them a few nights ago.

He’s satiated with the sensual memories of you, not to overindulge, it’s what he’s always been good at, while you on the other hand are struggling greatly to remain indifferent to his teasing.

His fingers flex, digging gently into you with an added pressure that pulls the skin out from where the line of your panties sit. A stupid, boyish smile appears on his face once he sees your chest jump with an expectant breath, but you’re quickly let down when his hand pulls back out again.

“Hm?” He hums like he’s ready for your scolding. A low sultry voice completely overtakes his well lived in tone when you’re shooting up from the pillows to take in his face, your urgency makes his hand still. He knows this is the end, but it was fun while it lasted.

His hand, it rests flat against your leg now, just above your knee, still and coaxing. “You’re being annoying.” You pout, your attention flits from the small mole on the back of his middle finger to his face.

He knows. You can see it. You know he knows.

“‘m sorry baby.” He adjusts his body closer to yours, trying not to laugh. “Can’t I just touch you like this?” He asks. His four fingers curl slightly into his palm as it turns right side up, running the pointed part of his knuckles against you.

“Know you can’t.. stupid. Not when you’re- h’doing, like that.”

He laughs, nodding for you to lay back dow. “Should’ve said somethin’ sooner,” his other hand, the one you’re not quite well acquainted with slips under both of the soft materials you have on and hooks them to the side, leaving you open and bare for him to see, revealing you shiny with slick and all. You’re so pretty, he thinks, vulnerable and so fucking needy he almost loses himself to his tongue. It’s like an instinct for his head to dip down when you’re exposed for him, he can’t help but take a lick.

His three fingers keep the fabric pressed up and out of his way as his tongue makes contact with you, the pressure is light and not far enough for there to be any progress made, but he gives you the benefit of a small wet kiss to your clit. As he pulls away his thumb takes over, gliding big wet circles into your point of nerves.

“My fingers could’ve been fucking you into your first orgasm by now baby, only if you asked nicely.”

⋆ C. Taeyang

In general Taeyang doesn’t really strike me as much of a yapper when it comes to sex, but when you’re both in a heated, greed filled pursuit of one another he can’t help but let his mouth run a little more freely from the adrenaline. “Keep doing that” “need you right here” “don’t stop”. It makes him insufferably needy, and ‘demanding’ is a only a pinch of the severity you’d call his behaviour. The only thing is, his horribly attitude is simply because you made him that way. You’d be a hypocrite to say his habits weren’t shaped by your own enabling, but it’s so hard to say no when he uses just the right words with the right tone of voice. When you’ve got on something that’ll be in his favour every which way it’s hard to keep up the stupid act of pretending to not realize how horny he gets. Even by simply just thinking of taking you with little to no complications has him aching and impatient. Gets extremely worked up by his own self indulging thoughts, and they don’t exactly paint you as innocent as you play. He’ll torture himself, and keep torturing himself until you’re acting on straightening him out.

“‘s your fault.. hurts Y/n, hurts.” He wails, the hot pillows under his head cushion the sore impact with every defiant dig back into the mattress as his hips buck and circle at the air, desperately trying to find some kind of relief to his red, aching and overstimulated cock. He has your attention, there’s nothing worse than him knowing because then he just milks it until you’re giving in.

Taeyang’s attempts at being mean would be considered weak and laughable to anyone else— I mean, really, it’s pathetic the way he tries to his make his voice stern and accusatory to somehow get you to back down from the challenge of denying him another, even though another orgasm is already quickly approaching that he can’t even remember the number of. It makes you smile, seeing the tears gather thickly at his waterline, how his body convulses in both pleasure and the inability to handle much more.

He underestimated you and sold himself at a high price to your hand, which is an arguably incomparable position for him to so clumsily take, and head on at that, but he did anyways, and now he’s paying for it.

It’s cute, the way he fails so swiftly at trying to have a voice of reason even before you’re torturously teasing yourself with the head of his dick that’s glossed over in a mix of fluids. The sting strikes him so deliciously, and the sensation is only heightened by the lack of visuals. He whines from being unable to see your bare cunt, his head promptly revisiting the pillow in a bratty thrash. “Think you can cum from this, pretty?” You ask, the warm slip of your pussy along his length is unceasing, and so alluring to the continuous tightening in his tummy.

Taeyang shakes his head, eyes squeezed shut in a feeble attempt to gather himself. He tries to speak, to say no, that you’re being mean and awful, but the only audible reply he has is a soft pathetic squeak before he’s biting at the knuckle of his index finger. He’s close, from the way his jaw squeezes and the pained screw of his features you know he’s on the cusp of being completely engulfed. Your pace picks up in pursuit, the soft damp fabric that the head of his cock repeatedly bumps against only sets him up faster by a few points, but it’s enough for him to start unabashedly whining.

His chest is flushed, and you see the marks left by his teeth on his finger as he hurriedly pulls his hand away to start desperately pinching at his own nipple.

“C’mon Tae’, just one more for me princess, ‘s all I need.” You coax, trapping aside the fabric that’s kept you hidden from his eyes for the entirety of your insatiable torture. Taeyang tries to speak again, but he only manages a few “Hm, hmph—hh” as your fingers gently nudge his tip back.

His feet are digging into the mattress and he’s sure his body will give out any second now, but the feeling of your pussy taking him in so effortlessly is much too good, and he’s much too greedy.

“Plea— shit, my god, baby… ruin me, gonna ruin me. Fuck me, jus’ keep fucking me.”

⋆ C. Jiung

He’s casual about being intimate where one is not typically meant to be intimate. It’s not stressful due to his newly discovered confidence that only appears in the wake of his concern for you. Jiung’s very reassuring and quick if you’re feeling like time isn’t on your side, but then again, he does get a little demanding because he doesn’t want anyone to catch on. Walk with me here. If you’re occupying a secluded area together where you can’t be so easily seen he starts getting more handsy, already so adept and trained to your liking he’s good at making quick and efficient moves. Will have one hand on your throat to hold you in place while fucking you from behind, his other hand keeping your tiny skirt flipped up onto your lower back so he can watch the way you pathetically try to push back to meet his hips with a mess that he can’t bring himself to worry about just yet. Quick and efficient. Jiung likes seeing your skin, how messy you get, it gets him off. He knows you like the feeling of his fingers gently pressing at your airways, and if not, well he’s doing whatever he can. Like I said, trained to your liking. He doesn’t act on impulse a lot, but sometimes the need to fuck you is much too overbearing to resist, especially when you’re wearing something that makes it so easy for him to get to you.

“Jus’, stay li’ that.” He slurs over the sudden influx of saliva that puddles behind his teeth, watching how you comply with every ounce of your being. You’re so stupid, so pretty and obedient to his every word, it’s as if this is the culmination of every carnally linked thought collapsing under the weight of the sheer amount of desire he bears.

His tongue swipes out at his lips, wetting them soft, raw in a way that makes his flesh stick to yours like the kiss was never meant to be broken. His jaw falls slack as his tongue collects the sitting liquid before he swallowing it back down. The authority over your body he knows you’ve relinquished to him far long ago only adds to the vitality of his arousal, you’re nothing but fuel to an already recklessly burning fire.

His hands roam, skimming over every inch of skin you give, which isn’t a lot compared to being in the comfort of his room, but is adequate enough for the given circumstances. Your body bends to his directions in just the right angles that has you completely on display for his eyes. Admittedly the skepticism you feel about being secured away by others eyes and presence is high, but his touch is so good it’s hard to care as much as you should when he’s running a warm gentle hand over your ass, his cock being pumped in his other.

Briefly he brings himself towards you so he can run the head of his cock against you, collecting your slick that’s leaked out for a smoother glide for when he finally starts easing himself inside.

The initial press into you has you panting hotly, “Ji’, please hurry, ‘fore someone finds.” The adrenaline makes the two of you sweat profusely, your brain a little melted due to the heat and the words and the way he shapes you with his hands, but the sticky sensation covering your skin and transferring to his has never been more welcomed.

His index and middle finger nudge at your bottom lip at the same time he aligns himself with your entrance, the feeling of his tip finally being where you need it to be makes you shudder, lips parting enough for his long fingers to enter. “Quiet then.” He huffs, his tone annoyed but strained more by the unreal feeling of your cunt taking him in, melding to his shape.

His head drops, but the pleasant fizz in his gut urges him to keep moving despite the clarity of acknowledging that if he stayed still for just a few more minutes without any further effort of friction he’d already be meeting his end.

“God you’re awful, so close to cumming ‘nd I’ve— hm’fuck, bar-barely.. done a thing.”

⋆ H. Intak

Sometimes he just knows when he’s going to be a little distracted by you and what goes on under his clothes during your time spent out together, whether it’s during important events, casual outings, or a fancy date, he just knows you’ll have him stirring and restless before you’re even halfway through the night. Therefore, he suggests that you help maybe… oh I don’t know, make things a little easier for him? Wearing tiny, revealing, even if only slight— flimsily structured clothing is one thing, but wearing panties that have equally the same easy to manage shape, there is absolutely no possibility of him being able to hold out. Intak doesn’t get frustrated with you, he wholeheartedly enjoys watching the way you indulge him with light hips and the repeated effort of drawing his attention to your mouth. My man is a muuunch! He is not afraid to allow himself to be played with, anything that’ll have you dragging him away to be even more possessive.

“There’s a reason there’s a slit there, stupid.” Intak nods with a deep breath exhaled through his nose, the seam of your new panties torn further apart then they were meant to be. You feel him on your skin— just below your navel as he endures your name calling and criticism. He knows that he can’t say anything to you, there’s nothing he wants to say when you’re spread out for him on the bathroom counter like this. Your ass hurts and complaints leave your pretty mouth more than any kind of praise you have to offer him, but god is he so delighted that you gave him just what he wanted.

Even though you’re objectively upset, huffing and puffing above him, —and not in the way he wants— you can’t help but pity him a little. Poor thing is so greedy, like he’d never have another lick of your pussy again. You’re sympathetic to your lover, really you are, he knows it when your gentle fingers start raking from the back of his skull up to the crown of his head, further disturbing the thin cast of hair gel he put in that morning, if only he knew how pretty he looked like this though, your slick coating his cheeks and chin, closed eyes and his dark pretty lashes fanned out over his skin.

Your hand brings him back down to where he was previously levelled, and you don’t need to tell him to get back to it before his tongues already licking out, dragging the soft muscle all up between your folds, flicking out the tip of his tongue to directly hit against your bud. “‘m sorry, won’t do it again.” He says, breathy and gentle, a small smirk on his face that you know means he’s enjoying it. Every little bit.

“I ca- I can leave right.. now, ‘f you’re gonna keep being a, being a dick.”

His smile only grows as he moves back in to get more of his mouth on you, sucking your clit between his lips, he shakes his head, and with a soft sensual pop as he backs away, “‘ll stop,” he whines, quite similarly to the whistle level pitch dogs meet. “Baby please, I’ll stop right now, promise.”

⋆ H. Shota

#1 oversized shirt + panties enthusiast! Soul will deliberately go out of his way to somehow get his sneaky little hands under your shirt, but it’s hard to tell what he’s after a lot of the time. He tries to be considerate of where the two of you are and who you happen to be with, but then again it does slip his mind a lot and he will try to get under your shirt without thinking about the consequences of it later on, it’s just a habit that’s embedded itself in his everyday life. He’s so used to getting a feel of the soft weight of skin in the palm of his hands whenever he pleases, or calmly pulling your panties to the side so his spot covered fingers can massage at your slit. The countless amount of times he’s come up behind you when you’re unsuspecting, his hands dragging at your waist until they’re disappearing up and under your shirt. Sucking wetly at the side of your neck as his fingers pinch gently at your nipple, his other hand going a different direction.

It’s too late, you know you aren’t able to stop him from freeing himself from his jeans. The unbridled sense of lust is already so evident in the spasms of your thighs that there’s not an ounce of refusal taking root anywhere in your body. You’re mutually too far gone for any good sensible decisions to be made, and having sex in the living room of Shota’s shared apartment doesn’t seem like the worst thing you could ever imagine doing in the heat of the moment.

Your arousals already coating his middle finger as his zippers pulled and he’s tucking the band of his underwear down for his cock to free. Shota rubs the pad of his middle finger against his thumb, spreading your slick before he’s thumbing down the pearls of precum over the head of his cock with a sharp breath taken from between his teeth.

You should’ve known from the start that sitting on his lap was going to doom you, especially facing the tv with your back to his chest since it only made the access to your already soaked cunt easier for him. It was innocent and mindless. Until it wasn’t.

You should’ve known. Not a lot of things can maintain Shota’s undivided attention, but a random show running in front of him while simultaneously playing with your clit always managed to keep him quiet the longest. The only issue is it only went on behind closed doors, closed locked doors. “Move back,” he curtly directs, already panting like a dog in expectancy and he’s not even inside of you yet. His hands grab at either side of your hips firmly as he helps guides you from behind. “can sit now, please.” His voice softens, but is still just as sweet in your ear as it always is no matter how impatient he can get— it’s unnecessary, but the politeness is a sweet touch that makes you feel even hotter.

The second he’s placed himself to line up with your entrance he’s faltering, his tight grip on your sides falling slack and twitchy. You swoop in flawlessly to take the lead, fingers reaching down to keep his cock in place as your hips fall slightly back and down, stuffing him inside of you quite easily— to the point where he’s already fighting off his orgasm and you’ve only just bottomed out. You seem quite composed on the other hand from what he can see, softly rotating your hips to get a better taste, pulling up the backside of his shirt so he can get a good view of what you’re doing.

Shota’s feet plant flat against the floor, hips shifting and muscles twitching mercilessly as he tries to stave off his orgasm for just a little longer. You have him sweating and weak, like his body suddenly turned all muscle to mush. “Y/n, ple’… Y/n, Y/n..” he whimpers, eyes squeezed shut and his head buried in your neck, trying to put the biggest distance between him and his peak, but nothing he could do would possibly work when you start really moving on top of him.

Talking during sex is never his biggest concern, but when you’re fucking him like this the filter of his gentle voice and teasing nature completely slip, all he can really do is repeat your name, over and over because for right now it’s the only thing he knows. He does his best for you, to allow you to make more of a silent mess over his denim clad thighs, but eventually he comes to the conclusion that there is no fighting anything off when you’re the one giving it to him. So he pins up the bottom of his shirt onto your lower back with warm hands, letting both visual and physical aspects take him under.

⋆ K. Jongseob

It’s a conjoint effort as to how fast things progress, from mindless innocence to intended teasing, but neither of you ever seem to really- truly dislike it despite the shy smiles and feigned cluelessness. Seob is very adamant when it comes to… finishing things, a lot of things, but especially you. Sometimes he does get a little sidetracked from tending to you, but he always comes right back to where he left you without forgetting a thing. He’s a sucker, so easy to rile up. The most effortless yet effective way to do it is wearing no panties under thin bottoms, he can’t refuse you, especially when you’re rubbing yourself along the length of his dick and he can feel how quickly you soak through the thin fabric and it meets him halfway through. It’s filthy, the mess, the sticky textures, and he just loves it.

“Can’t be.. doing this.” You utter through a drawn breath. You can’t recall how many minutes have passed but if the joints on your hands aching means anything, it’s that it’s been awhile. They’re on the verge of locking and falling limp, but god he feels so good and Seob can’t help it either, your head being tipped back with a parted mouth, savouring the stimulation that the fat of his tip provides your body— your need, that he knows has been sitting hot and slick since before he even stepped through the door.

He only finds your meek attempt to put an end to your pathetic grinding against him cute, sweet even. He smiles, teeth only slightly peeking out from behind his soft lips as he watches, “Mmh don’— don’t wanna stop now.” he whines back, giving you a better feel as he purposely lifts up his hips.

“Have time, princess jus’- hm’fuck.. keep goin’.”Seob begs.

The act of grinding against his clothed dick is filthy, wet, and you can feel how much of a sticky mess the both of you make every time the air catches at your skin, but the hot stimulation overrides any other concern that may have lingered prior to being seated on top of him. Seob always knew how to help you let loose, enjoy yourself, even if it meant willingly allowing you to use him however you see fit, but right now, he’s never been more impatient for you to take him out of his sweats.

“Baby, babybaby!” he babbles, his words quickening with every pull and press of your hips, the urgency in his tone evades you until his hand is spreading against your lower stomach with a stiffness to his arm that prevents you from pushing forward again. “‘nside, plea…se, need t’be inside before.. fuck, b’fore I cum.”

Unsurprisingly you adapt faster than he can fully comprehend, all he sees is the quick moment of your hand pulling free of your loose fitting bottoms and he’s being sunken onto. It’s cute how he bites at his fingers, trying to abate the airy stir in his chest that means he’s a little closer than he thought he’d be, but you feel so good, look so, so devastatingly good that he doesn’t care, you could use him even after he’s far gone. It doesn’t help any that you were so fast to put him inside of you, adjusting to his size so perfectly, giving him what he wanted the second he said it.

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xzinbdg · 9 months ago

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Can I request a p1h text reaction of them asking reader who has a crush on them out on a date and to be their valentine

hello!!! thank you for your ask!! and sorry for the wait but I wanted to do this on valentines to set the mood 🥹🥹🥹 I hope you'll like it! have a nice day/night and once again happy valentines! byebye 💕💕

p1harmony and valentines!

pairing: p1h x reader

p1harmony masterlist // main masterlist

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p2harmony · 26 days ago

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241028 : celebrating four years with p1harmony ♡

#p1harmony #p1h #keeho #intak #theo #jiung #soul #jongseob #choi taeyang #haku shota #malegroupsnet #simizone #rosieblr #*gif #g: days #g: p1h #happy four years 🥺💘

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yyawnjun · 2 months ago

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hello! hehe can i req how piwon would act with s/o who have lower body temperature on average? like wydm you're shivering... it's autumn. tqvm babe!!!! 😆

PIWON with a s/o who has lower body temperature on average

AYY!! first piwon ask, it felt so special, tysm for requesting it. I hope I get it right, like his s/o is actually" feel the cold"(tell me if I didn't get it, I will change and rewrite). I hope you will like it <3 ; I also wrote hcs for the first timee, how are we feeling !!

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YOON KEEHO

☆ i feel he'd be confused at first, like wdym you mentioned that you needed to take your jacket when your going out during a SUMMER night for your date.

☆ if there would have been a little breeze, it should not have been THAT cold. anyway he remembered what you said, and when you were about to leave your place to go out for dinner he noticed that you didn't take your jacket.

☆ he was about to remind you, but he saw first HIS jacket lying on the sofa. so he opted to bring it…so you'd be forced to wear his

☆ even though you had warned him that you were more sensitive to the cold than the others bc of your low body temperature, he was still shocked when he noticed that you were starting to feel cold while you were walking near the sea.

☆ he was holding your hand and he noticed it getting colder, and you were shivering while looking for your coat.

☆ “were you looking for this” he'd say in the most cheesy tone ever while handing you his jacket

☆ you'd be confused at first bc you were searching YOURS.

☆ but then you'd accept it after realizing the sweet gesture, and he just laughs a bit, trying to be cool but internally feeling so proud while seeing you with his jacket!!!!

☆ I feel this would happen so many times that you'd just start always using his jackets instead of yours. they still smelled like him and reminded you of him, plus his style is fire; a total win for you (and for him)

☆ I also think that you'd have to remind him a few times about your low body temperature, and even so, he'd have trouble remembering, but it would become like a tradition for him to ALWAYS bring an extra jacket to give you 😭😭.

CHOI TAEYANG

☆ here me out. third date with theo, and you're sitting on a bench in a park. It's like late evening on an autumn day, so it was a bit colder than usual and a light wind was moving the leaves.

☆ while he was talking, you'd start shaking a bit, trying to keep it cool for as much as you can while doing your best to not look too mesmerized by the big jacket he was wearing.

☆ he had immediately noticed that your outfit was too light for the evening (but in your defense, it was too cute to be covered up!) but he hadn't said anything (except how pretty you looked)

☆ he would notice how cold you were, but he would also be quite cold because of the weather.... so in the first few minutes, he would be torn between offering you his jacket or not (you did not dare to ask him for it…)

☆ BUT IN THE END OFC HE GAVE IT TO YOU, without saying anything…just in time for you to not catch a cold.

☆(he would then feel guilty for doing it so late when you explained to him that bc of your lower temperature, you felt much more the cold,,)

☆ he would scold you a little because you were dressed too lightly!!!. and you needed to take care of yourself (otherwise, how could you have gone out on dates again!).

☆ but I promise he'd BLUSH so hard after hearing that you cared so much about your outfit for him that you choose it over your own good😭😭

☆ in the end, I also feel that it would be you two sharing his jacket on the bench (on one hand bc he wanted to be closer to you, on the other bc you needed more warmth!)

☆ and he was getting cold too, but he'd never admit it </3.

☆ it would be just the two of you, sharing the same jacket as a comforting warmth spread.

HWANG INTAK

☆ I feel intak would be the exact opposite of you

☆ he'd be like a warm heater all of the time. I think that just being around him would warm you up.

☆ and oh boy, how much he'd use this excuse to stay closer to you.

☆ “we need to sit next to each other! bc what if you start getting colder and we are far away” - cit intak after moving his chair next to yours in a romantic restaurant just bc he wanted to eat next to you.

☆ he'd be your personal giant hotpack 24/7, and when he isn't w you, he'd give you some of his hot packs/hoodies to use in case you needed

☆ how much he'd brag about your different "perception” of temperature. he would use this excuse to grab your hand ALWAYS, no matter if you were actually shivering or not

☆ like imagine you're mad at him, and hes just like a super sweet golden retriever that came closer to you and take your hand

☆ “otherwise you would be cold” he whispers while not looking at you.

☆ and HOW can you stay mad at him, while his hand is warming up yours and you two are walking together..and your gazes keep meeting..

☆ or imagine sharing a blanket with him during a cold winter; while watching TV you'd have not only the warmth from the cozy blanket but also from the heat of your boy!!

☆ (And I picture him wearing only a light shirt and short pants while being a heater for you without even noticing but LOVING the closeness to you).

CHOI JIUNG

☆ I feel he'd be the most WORRIED and so the most caring between all of them <3

☆ not only hotpack, but also scarfs, jackets, hats, etc. his backpack would always be so full of things to keep you warm anytime😭

☆ I can see him even find out about the “causes” and what he could do to help you in all situations; esp at first he'd keep asking how you wereand if you needed something

☆ imagine being at a party with jiung, maybe you were there with your friends now sitting somewhere while laughing and drinking

☆ and you suddenly feel something or someone putting his arms around your shoulders and his head on yours.

☆ “your face is cold” he said after kissing your cheeks. “wanna go home?” he'd ask you. and after you asked for five more minutes he'd RUN to bring you his jacket <3

☆ and the way he'd giggle and smile when he sees how helpful he is everytime.

☆ this boy would ended up forgetting to bring his own things to always have yours, and you'd force him to wear your sweaters

☆ and now you'd be the one giggling and smiling for his new style. <3

HAKU SHOTA

☆ silently helping you ALWAYS. I imagine it while you were waiting for the bus to come and you'd start shaking a little, maybe complaining out loud how cold the weather was getting

☆ the boy wouldn't wait a sec before taking you by the hand and bringing you to the nearest coffee shop. hot chocolate? hot tea? yes. you'd have that in front of you before you could even REALIZE where you were.

☆ “put some sugar, it will help to your temperature to come back to normal”

☆ I feel that in some magic way he'd already known that you were getting too cold outside. and no matter how important it was to take that bus, your health was more important anyway.

☆ and i feel he would start memorizing some coffee places to bring you in case you were out and you were feeling cold all of sudden.

☆ i am so sure he'd always have hot packs with the funniest decorations for you

☆ and he'd always remind you to bring your coats, you two would even have like one specific emoji and you'd just remember to bring it

☆ “we should hold hands, so mines can warm yours” he'd say naturally while taking your hand (and blushing a lot but w/o adding anything or looking at you)

☆ so you two would just start walking hand in hand, saying that it was for your own good!(And you and you have never denied this…)

KIM JONGSEOB

☆ I feel he'd find it funny how you were always cold while it was so hot outside. he’d tease you at first, "c’mon it's autumn and you are already so cold..this winter might be the end of you"

☆ but as soon as you'd take five minutes to explain him how the affects you the fact that have lower body temperature on average he'd feel bad for joking about it and he'd start taking you more seriously 😭

☆ still, it would take him a while to get used to it. and there would have been times when you two would be forced to run a bit bc you were starting to be really cold. and he had no other options other than “run a little to warm up”

☆ i can't stop picturing seob and his s/o while walking together during an early morning(maybe going to school together!!) and by chance seeing a cat on the street.

☆ you would immediately get closer to the cat and seob would follow. you two would slowly try to get closer to pet the cat and you'd magically succeed!! you two would start petting the cat and he would feel how cold your hands were.

☆ “yn are you cold?” he says while gently stocking your hands.

☆ and one slight nod was enough for him to take your hands and try to use his to warm you up. he would take your hands and caress them, while bringing them closer to his face to give you hot air and warm them up.

☆ and if this isn't enough he'd have the perfect idea after remembering how cats were able to warm themselves thanks to their fur.

☆ and now there is two options for how it goes

☆ OPTION ONE: he manages to take the cat and gently put it on your legs. so now you just sit with him next to you, while the warm of the cat would warm u up too <3

☆ OPTION TWO: you two would ended up running after that poor cat, and you would inevitability warm up bc of the run (run method never fails)😭

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choi-taeyang · 2 months ago

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theo · sad song · 240925

#theo #choi taeyang #p1harmony #p1h #p1hedit #edits #kpopccc #nugudomedit #ultkpopnetwork #kpopco #kflops #rosieblr #oknana #uservivii #userfairy #did he say sth about not liking the red hair #or am i making things up #anyway i love the red hair its okay to have bad takes

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newestq · 2 years ago

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whispers in silence (c. taeyang/최태양) — masterlist

synopsis. taeyang helps you calm down from a panic attack. !! panic attack !

fluff, gn!reader

the silence is deafening as you're sat on the floor, back against the side of your bed. you swallow the built up saliva, your chapped lips parting slightly. the tears stopped some time ago, but the heavy feeling in your chest hasn't. at the sound of your breathing, tears welled up in your eyes again, and the warmth fell slowly down your face — salt burning your cheeks. you feel all alone. unloved.

the ringing of your phone brought you somewhat back to reality. your hand slowly reached to the side of you, grasping the phone in your hand weakly; chest tightening when you saw the name: bby <3

taeyang.

your eyes shut tight, and your hands shook as you let out a sob. embarrassment was felt as you thought of taeyang seeing you like this. it's childish, you thought.

when your phone stopped ringing, you received a text notification. looking down at your phone, you see the familiar emoji.

bby <3

call me back when you can please!

the boys and i are going eat out and i want you to come :)

i want you. to come. i want you.

you're wanted. someone wants you.

pulling yourself together, the best way you can, you reach for your phone and hit the call button. it rings once.

"hey love!"

his voice sounds as cheery as always; a bit nasally as it gets higher. you clear your throat.

"hey."

clearing your throat did not help.

"love, what's wrong? it sounds like you've been crying."

oh.

"no, no– i haven't been."

silence.

"talk to me."

your hand shakes, your chest tightens, you want to cry again.

"it's stupid–"

"it's not."

and so you break. again. unable to form coherent sentences, you feel stupid; ashamed. why are you even upset again?

taeyang says something into the phone, but you don't hear him. and when the call ends, you cry harder. when arms wrap around you, you cry harder. when his hands are caressing your back, your vision becomes less blurred. when his lips are by your ear, breathing becomes easier. when he kisses your forehead, your chest feels lighter; stomach full of butterflies. and when your eyes meet his — glossy, and wide. when he whispers into the soundless room, you feel loved.

#kpop #p1harmony #p1h #piwon #p1h keeho #p1h theo #p1h jiung #p1h soul #p1h jongseob #p1h taeyang #p1h choi taeyang #choi taeyang #choi theo #theo p1harmony #newestq

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jiung-s · 2 months ago

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Theo ✧ SAD SONG (240922)

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kisseobie · 5 months ago

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piwons favourite positions? 😋

p1harmony’s favorite positions

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw (mdni)

a/n: i could have sworn that i had written this before because it’s such a common smut prompt but i guess i haven’t?? anyways enjoy :P i included some oral positions as well lol

౨ৎ keeho

full nelson, lotus

kyo has a bit of a strength kink (i know yall saw he said in a gov ball interview that his summer goal is to get buffer), and his aura as a leader extends to the bedroom as well. loves fucking you in full nelson—with your back against his chest, legs propped up, and body in his full control. loves how the position makes it impossible for you to do anything but take his girthy cock, and how it’s sure to have you babbling and brainless. if he’s feeling a bit more romantic, however, the lotus position is his go-to. makes him feel incredibly close to you. loves to cradle your face and stare into your eyes as he slowly ruts his hips into yours <3

౨ৎ theo

butterfly, facesitting

you can’t convince me that taeyang isn’t a lover of women’s legs. whether their height is accentuated with red stiletto heels, or they are covered with fishnet stockings, he’s always had a secret affection for legs. in the butterfly position, he’s able to slam into you at whatever pace he likes, whilst your legs are hoisted up in the air, making them so easily accessible to his wet kisses. just imagine theo pounding into your heat and keeping eye contact with you as he kisses up your leg… oh and we all know theo is a munch. would love having your pussy sat on his face even more than you :P

౨ৎ jiung

missionary, spooning

a sucker for eye contact and sweet intimacy. jiung is nothing but a service top—if you exclude the time he got jealous of the attention you got at a party he dragged you to and fucked you mercilessly in his backseat—so it goes without saying that he’d love fucking into you in missionary. allows him to really look at you and hear your every hitched breath. tucks his head into your neck and groans when he’s coming in you, and the scent of your hair eases him back onto earth. ji also loves spoon fucking you when you both are sleepy but still want to be intimate .. the closeness of it makes him insane. grunts a lot into your ear and plants kisses on the back of your neck :3

౨ৎ intak

doggy style, reverse cowgirl

intak’s favorite positions have gotta be the most obvious. being true to his puppy-self, he almost always has you in doggy style, with tak standing up with his feet planted on the floor, and your ass up on the edge of the bed. the way your ass jiggles every time he plows into your pussy only makes him more desperate… oh and he loves to fold into you, with his chest leaning over your frame when he’s about to come. if he’s feeling more needy, he’s begging you to ride his dick in reverse cowgirl—and yes, his hands will always find home on your ass

౨ৎ soul

against the wall (no idea what this is called), 69

loves feeling in control, and being desperate and messy really gets him going… i can’t not fantasize about shota fucking you against a wall, maybe even his dorm room door. whether he’s eating you out against it, or has you lifted into the air, with him bouncing you up and down his length.. he lovessss the dirty feeling of fucking you somewhere a little more untraditional than a bed. and of course, 69 with shota is something i’ve mentioned before.. but i genuinely think he’d be so enthusiastic about it. would make silly “who’ll cum faster” competitions out of it too :O

౨ৎ jongseob

cowgirl, g-whiz

oh jongseob loves a good ride, loves the view of your head thrown back, cunny gushing against his dick, and tits jiggling in front of his face. would beg you to ride him nearly every time the pair of you decide to have sex.. he’s just obsessed with it. his favorite thing to do when your riding him cowgirl style is to grab at your hips and plow up into you, and your surprised reaction makes him laugh out loud every time. when he’s wanting to be a bit more in control, he pushes you onto your back and crawls on top of you, grabbing your legs and propping them up onto his shoulders, the heavenly position making both of your eyes roll back from how deep he feels inside…. i’m fucking crazy

౨ৎ ₊˚𓂃ᡴꪫ

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ship-graveyard · 8 months ago

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Traveling with P1Harmony 💕

🛫 - Air Travel Edition - 🛬

☁️ - fluff | 🌙 - gn!reader | 💞 - all members

note: occasional references to travel anxiety

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Keeho:

♡ - always makes it to the airport perfectly on time (no getting bored or stressing because he’s timed everything perfectly)

♡ - incredible at navigating crowds and fighting to keep your place in lines for security, boarding, and deplaning

♡ - idk how but the airline always loses his luggage

♡ - you need a break from the airport chaos? dw his arms are your safe haven and he’s got a hug already queued up for you

♡ - will take the middle seat for you if you’ve been assigned it BUT he will whine about it later (good news: you can just kiss his pout off his lips and he’ll forgive you)

♡ - want help lifting your luggage into an overhead bin? luckily your big strong boyfriend is here to help! (he will accidentally smack someone in the face with it when taking it back down but shhh he’s trying)

♡ - bothers you 24/7 on the plane, but he means well… he just can’t help it bc he wants to make sure you’re as comfortable as possible (ooh what are you watching?? are you hungry? thirsty?? he could definitely steal water from someone in first class, would that help?)

♡ - wants you to sleep on his shoulder SO bad. he’ll be slowly leaning into your space if you start to nod off until you get the hint

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Theo:

♡ - lets you completely melt into him if you want to sleep while waiting for boarding (just results in the sleepiest pile of limbs bc he’s probably out immediately too)

♡ - overpacks… why does he have 14 hats when he only ever wears one? why did he pack a toaster in his carry-on?? the world will never know

♡ - has 7 different beverages with him at all times

♡ - more likely to distract you and redirect your energy than directly comfort you if you get travel anxiety, but it still helps significantly just knowing he’s aware of it and by your side if you need anything at all

♡ - he’s going to fight you for claim of the armrest and not in a cute way

♡ - will smack you if you turn the overhead light on (if you really want to read/draw or do anything else that you need to see clearly, he MIGHT let you turn the light on if you ask nicely and/or sweet talk him)

♡ - spends half the flight judging the people who brought their children on the plane

♡ - will get hopelessly invested in whatever you’re doing/watching but pretends not to be whenever you catch him leaning over to see better

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Jiung:

♡ - brings an extra sweatshirt/jacket for you bc he knows you’ll forget your own, get cold, or need the comfort

♡ - takes care of everything that might be stressful for you. you’re nervous? dw he’s got your printed boarding passes ready and your luggage handled. you just need to show up and hold his hand

♡ - does a mental analysis of the best quality airport cuisine compared to affordability bc you deserve to be well-fed and pampered but he’s also really practical

♡ - surprise kisses as positive reinforcement when you remember to hydrate

♡ - zonks out on the plane. he’s been busy taking care of you, let the poor guy drool on your shoulder a bit

♡ - type of person to watch the flight tracker the entire way there

♡ - if you accidentally intrude on his foot space be prepared for the most intense high-stakes game of footsie you’ve ever been involved in (he’ll win but end up just pulling your legs onto his lap bc he feels a bit guilty and he loves you too much)

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Intak:

♡ - loses his boarding pass immediately (you better have backups)

♡ - will get lost in the airport if you let him out of your sight

♡ - lets you buy anything you want with his card (he just wants to trail along and hang off your arm and spend time with you)… puppyboy IM SORRY who said that

♡ - leans his entire weight on you when waiting to board bc he’s tired and he loves you and you’re right there

♡ - underpacks. it’s always “babe can i borrow your toothbrush? i forgot mine😔” and “one pair of pants is probably enough for the whole week, right?”

♡ - you’ll have to be the responsible one tbh but he’s always right there if you need anything and he’d step up in an instant if you asked him to. it’s only bc he feels so comfortable with you that he lets himself relax so much and truly be himself, so he’s eternally grateful that you look out for him when he needs it

♡ - asks to be involved in whatever you choose to do on the plane bc he wants to spend that time with you

♡ - if you have trouble speaking up, he’d happily do it for you. need accommodations?need to ask someone to move so you can go to the bathroom? he’s got you

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Soul:

♡ - gets pulled over at security for something really bizarre (a cool rock he found that makes it look like he’s smuggling drugs, a jar of loose coins of various types, the creepiest figurine imaginable that he decided was cute, etc, etc)

♡ - might need your help with translating some things depending on where you’re flying out of/to (he could probably figure it all out on his own, but he likes being able to rely on you so he doesn’t have to channel all of his energy into making himself understood)

♡ - traveling exhausts him tbh but hugs and spontaneous kisses help him recharge!

♡ - equally likely to distract you from nerves by starting fun conversations or reaching out and reassuring you with physical affection

♡ - hoards the little snacks they give out on the airplane and offers them to you as surprise gifts later

♡ - watches everyone else’s screen on the plane instead of his own lol (he’s invested in the movie two rows up leave him be)

♡ - wants to try to learn a few phrases of the local language on the plane if you’re traveling somewhere with a native language he doesn’t speak

♡ - if you fall asleep on the plane expect to have random braids in your hair when you wake up (it’s not his fault that he wanted something to do with his hands and in his defense he finds you absolutely adorable with them. esp finds it endearing if you leave them in bc that’s his handiwork you’re showcasing)

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Jongseob:

♡ - might share some of your travel anxiety, but instead of making him distant it just makes him more invested in getting you both there safely and being conscious of your needs. you can be certain that he’s done his research, and you’ll always be safe and taken care of when he’s by your side

♡ - the most difficult part of flying with him is getting him to wake up early tbh. he’ll be slumped against you in a half-successful back hug while you scan the departures board for your gate bc he’s still half asleep

♡ - effortlessly cool and fashionable even with messy hair and comfortable clothes

♡ - soft kisses to your temple and warm hands brushing against yours when he wants to get your attention

♡ - wants to switch off picking songs to listen to on the plane (or listen to a combined playlist of each of your interests) with shared earbuds bc he thinks it’s an important way to share your interests and emotions with each other

♡ - before you even ask he’s handing you a Nintendo switch controller and encouraging you to play something with him (dw he finds you adorable no matter if you’re terrible at it or if you kick his ass when it comes to gaming)

♡ - prefers pushing the armrest up so you can lean into each other and just be close (he isn’t super cuddly/touchy in public, but he enjoys the casual proximity. and sometimes the urge to dote on you is too strong to be contained)

♡ - not really the type of person to speak up and ask the flight crew if he needs something, but the second you need something he’s on his feet and advocating for you

#p1h #p1harmony #p1harmony fluff #p1harmony x reader #piwon x reader #p1h imagines #traveling with piwon #yoon keeho x reader #choi taeyang x reader #choi jiung x reader #hwang intak x reader #haku shota x reader #kim jongseob x reader #p1ece #feel free to lmk if there are grammatical errors lol this has been sitting in my drafts for so long #♡#☁️#🌙#💞

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