#piwon keeho

[catboyieejeno]

bf! intak who falls asleep on your shoulder during car rides and plane rides instead of the other way around. probably drools a little too, but you don’t have it in you to wake him up because his eyes are half opened and his cheek is completely smooshed. so endearing, it would be a crime to disturb him :(

bf! intak who blushes furiously when you kiss his cheek. kisses on the lips are phenomenal, and they are his absolute favorite—but there’s something so sweet about you giving him a kiss on the cheek, especially when you have to stand on your tippy toes and rest your hands on his chest.

proceeds to hold your hands where they rest, looking down to hide the flustered, dorky smile that takes over his features.

“one more” he’ll ask, giving you the softest, pleading eyes. “please?”

bf! intak who blows raspberries on your tummy, and kisses it after. who also has a habit of playing with your fingers, or your rings if you’re wearing any. who has to be touching you at all times, whether it’s a hand on your hip, or your knee, or the small of your back. has to be touching you, and if he isn’t because you’re not nearby, he’ll perk his head up, and look around until he spots you. jogs over and fits his hand into yours with a kiss to your knuckles, mumbling “i was wondering where you went :(“ “but it’s okay!” he beams “cause i found you!”

bf! intak who wakes you up by accident every morning when his lips press into your shoulder or your neck or your jaw. the funny thing is: he’s still asleep. he’s kissing you and nuzzling into you in his sleep with his warm cheek pressing against yours and his hair tickling your face. his arm pulls you tighter to him when you stir, and finally, he wakes up when you stretch, in fear that you actually meant to get up.

“don’t get up yet… please, you’re s’warm..”

“intak, baby, i was just stretching.”

“come closer >:(“

scowls but with his eyes closed until you’re completely wrapped around him and under the mountain of blankets again.

bf! intak who always insists on showering with you. 9/10 times, he’s in there with you, and 6/10 times, it isn’t even sexual. he’s making a mohawk out of your hair with shampoo, and molding his own hair to match with a silly grin on his face. he’s scrubbing your face wash lovingly onto your cheeks and kissing your nose as you smile up at him (then proceeds to wash his face like a MAN all rough and crazy, which earns him a bit of a scolding from you). he holds you under the water and steals little pecks as the water bill gets higher and higher (at this point, you would’ve saved more water taking separate showers).

if you guys are playing music he’s singing loudly between giggles and designating parts so that you guys can put on a little concert. If there’s no music then he’s bickering with you about how you’re hogging the hot water, so he pushes you out of the way. only stays there for a few seconds though, cause the thought of you being cold makes his heart break a little. switches sides with you again with a little feigned annoyance, but even when you insist you aren’t cold he convinces you to stay under the hot stream.

bf! intak who tries his best to cook for you, following recipes of foods you’ve liked to the very last detail. refuses to let you help, but will allow you to sit on the counter as his personal cheerleader so he can steal a kiss or two or ten as he works.

is so careful to measure everything right, letting you try it along the way (only after he’s approved of the taste himself). watches for your reaction so so eagerly and smiles SO big if you say it’s good.

bf! intak who loves being praised by you. sometimes even fishes for compliments because any kind of approval from makes his heart so full and makes him feel so loved! “don’t i look handsome today?” or “did i do a good job?”

whether you compliment his outfit or his looks, or you simply tell him thank you for something, he’s over the moon

bf! intak who is has such a huge heart and gives it over to you completely. it’s yours! so don’t break it. falls first and falls harder, from the very first moment he sees you is so whipped. willing to give you absolutely everything and anything you want.

is so gentle, so considerate, so caring, so intak.

truly your best friend & lover all in one.

[blue-jisungs]

paintfully cute

# author's note … it was so strange to write for keeho??? like im glad i did hehe but i had this inner feeling that he’d give me a reality check LMFAOSOISJE i don’t have that w other idols help 😭 anywho enjoy ‼️

# warnings … might be suggestive lol + red velvet propaganda bc i can ‼️‼️‼️

# word count ... 735

# summary ... date idea: painting jeans <3

keeho walked into the living room, bottles of paints almost spilling from his hold. he scoffed upon seeing you sitting at the couch, patiently.

“what?” you asked, furrowing your brows.

“nothing. you’re cute” he grinned and put the necessities on the floor, where beforehand he sprawled some foil.

you joined him on the ground, excitement running through your veins.

“i grabbed some jeans, brushes… let me just play some music. is there anything you wanna listen to?” your boyfriend asked, grabbing his phone “maybe a hit kpop band p1harmony?”

“those losers? no way. better put on some red velvet” you grinned and nudged his elbow teasingly. keeho just rolled his eyes playfully and did put on red velvet on shuffle, knowing how much you love their music.

you ran your hand through the denim material of the jeans and straightened any wrinkles that formed.

“so from what i read those work like normal paint. it’s sometimes better to put white base underneath so the colors stays longer” he said and handed you some brushes “you have any ideas?”

“not yet” a small pout formed on your lips.

keeho had an amazing idea to transform old pants by simply using fabric paint on them. that’s what you’re doing right now, as a form of indoor date. you were really looking forward to it, curious about the outcome.

“i don’t want to be basic though” you huffed, sitting back on your heels and eyeing the piece of clothing in front of you.

keeho hummed, leaning forward. you saw him paint some strokes with a brush he grabbed.

“so no flowers?” he teased, hyper focused to be precise. scanning though the containers with paint, an idea started forming in your head.

“i have a vision” you blurted out and reached for a brush “there’s gonna be like… bone x-ray… and there’s gonna be hearts where my knees are”

keeho looked over your shoulder and puckered his lips in thought.

“trust your gut. i’m doing whatever is on my mind” he said encouragingly and you nodded, humming to the song and getting ready to work.

you two created your pieces slowly but surely, thanks to the paint drying fast. keeho decided to put them on to see if there’s anything missing. you did the same and walked up to the mirror that was in the living room. suddenly, an idea bloomed in your head.

“i think yours are missing just one thing. can i…?” you asked and keeho nodded, liking the idea of you adding something personal. you quickly ran up to the paints and smeared pink paint on your hands while he still observed the pants in the mirror.

then, you attacked. smacking two hands against his butt, keeho let out a squeal.

“yah, a little warning next time” he laughed when you pressed your hands further to make sure the color was imprinted precisely. he turned around and his mouth fell agape “you little devil! come here!”

you ran away with a squeal and… well, tried to run away. keeho grabbed you by the belt hoops and pulled closer, leaving small yellow stains on them.

“you have some red paint on your face” you giggled and tried to wipe it but forgetting you had the pink, you only created a bigger mess. keeho watched you with adoration in his eyes, not realizing your schemes. he was just way too whipped for you.

“what do you think of my jeans?” he hummed and eyed yours in the mirror “yours are impressive. i had my doubts when you told me the idea but you managed to pull it off”

“thank you, baby. that’s on being a natural” you grinned and looked at his “well, yours look like a five-year-old…”

keeho just rolled his eyes and leaned in to prevent you from further dissing his artwork. some of the paint he had on his face brushed off on you. you moved your hands to his neck and only smiled wider when you felt him shiver a bit.

“your hands are so cold-” he leaned away but rested his forehead against yours. you saw the realization in his eyes “y/n!”

you only laughed, not realizing that you’re as dirty as him. a mix of yellows and greens on your forehead and chin that he smeared accidentally. chuckling, you shared a few more kisses waiting for the jeans to dry completely.

masterlist <3

taglist. @primoppang ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,,

@mon2sunjinsuver ,, @litepowee

[soqni]

SOFT LAUNCHING ... KEEHO ! 彡 fluff / smau

— ⟢ soft launching your relationship with boyfriend keeho through various social media platforms.

featuring … keeho of p1harmony & gn! reader.

content warnings … none.

masterlist — ⟢ theo 、 jiung 、 intak 、 soul 、 jongseob.

— ⟢ author's note ... the way this took me forever to finish is actually insane !! apologies if this is entirely ooc i fear i am still learning piwon !!

© soqni. tumblr is my only platform. do not copy, repost, steal, or translate any of my works.

[kyosopp]

❝  p1harmony as you bestfriends (them crushing on you) !!  ❞

warnings !! p1h being haters, intak lowkey out to get you, jiung indoctrinating you, soul being too cute for his own good, jongseob being head over heels ngl.

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❪  ❥ .   yoon keeho,  윤기호  ❫

you and keeho became friends pretty early on in your teen years. the two of you initially met when keeho auditioned for fnc, you were there supporting your friend who was auditioning for the company and the two of you instantly clicked.

keeho always has something to say. this guy is not one for censorship over his personality, especially around you.

will say whatever he wants around you, even to your face. if it needs to he said, it will be said.

keeho introduced you to the boys after a couple weeks of their debut preparations, whilst himself and soul are like father and son, you also had a little attachment.

jongseob immediately cuddled up to you upon realising he wouldn’t get teased by you as heavily as he would with the others.

commence the crush allegations on seobie.

keeho is pretty protective, not necessarily overprotective but when it comes to you he will want his arms intertwined with yours in crowded areas (if you want) or for you to walk in front of him so he can see you.

he will send you selfies asking if he looks good and which ones he should post for fans on instagram.

older people think the two of you are dating.

keeho will not hesitate to tease you, or poke fun at you. he’s always judging you when you do something stupid but will he the first to shower you with compliments when you succeed or impress him.

❪  ❥ .   choi taeyang,  최태양  ❫

king of bullying his friends

will not hesitate to randomly push you into people you don’t know forcing you to profusely apologise while he laughs and runs off, puts you on the spot in front of food venders

if you even mutter that you think someone is attractive you better watch your back because taeyang is ruining any chance you have with them.

with that being said, he is insanely overprotective of you.

unlike keeho, taeyang doesn’t give you a choice on whether or not he’s holding your arm or not. he’ll randomly grab your wrist and pull you through crowded areas and hold your arm throughout the night.

when he’s not feeling evil and he actually wants to make memories you wont have to cover your face for during the retelling he’s the sweetest man alive.

randomly does things for you, gets you new bottles of water when he notices you’re done.

of course he’s sprinkled in loving insults (just the theo way)

❪  ❥ .   choi jiung,  최지웅  ❫

he treats you like you’re his favourite person in the world, which you probably are because you’re kind of the only person outside of the members he talks to daily.

he likes to paint your nails for you. occasionally complains about you getting your nails done professionally when he’s literally always in your shadow.

and just because you’re his favourite person doesn’t mean he’s not gonna be teasing you.

he will purposely indoctrinate you into listening to his music taste.

randomly clings to you then shoves you off him because he’a suddenly icked out by human interaction.

probably doesn’t want the boys to meet you too often because he’s worried you’ll like them more and he’ll be forgotten.

then he realises you’re everyones second jongseob so he has nothing to worry about.

❪  ❥ .   hwang intak,  황인탁  ❫

he’ll randomly talk to you about his celebrity crushes when you’re focusing on something but if you ever opened your mouth about mr. big matthew he’ll tell you to stop drooling over a man.

i mean, bm or not, don’t go drooling over a MAN.

he’s kinda icked out by the fact you’re into men. (ngl i see intak as a man hater, because it makes men mad)

he gets really excited when your plans work out together.

will randomly grab your hand and drag you down the street ignoring your pleas for him to slow down.

if this man gets a hold of a shopping cart he’s forcing you into it and pushing you down a hill.

no one knows if he likes you or wants you dead.

youll get a rare compliment from him when he’s feeling nice.

you bring his inner child out.

❪  ❥ .   haku shota,  白翔太  ❫

you met shota through jongseob after p1h’s debut, and for awhile seob refused to give you shota’s phone number and vice versa.

jongseob was tryna save you from the pain of tryna figure out his emojis

theo gave it to you to see how you’d survive.

you became shota’s best friend because you were able to figure out his communication will only slight help from him.

he’ll randomly speak to you in broken english or fluent japanese knowing you’re either confused on what he said or why he changed languages

stares at you in silence for no reason

enjoys getting to be silent and himself around you.

he likes when you ramble on about stuff and he gets to listen to you talk. he’s talked to jongseob about his liking towards your voice.

he’s the only nice one ngl.

❪  ❥ .   kim jongseob,  김종섭  ❫

being seobie’s best friend means that you’re obligated (by law) to play shooter games with him, if he’s too lazy to scavange around for his phone he will grab yours.

purely to play a shooter game he downloaded two weeks ago.

he makes cute usernames for you and gets you to high levels just because he can

(half of your users are higher prestige than his own)

you are like two peas in a pod, always going out to eat together, shopping together, when he’s making music you’re there helping, you dance together, watch the same shoes.

best friends with seobie means everything is done together

if either of you watch a show alone it’s being rewatched together.

randomly shows you affection, random hugs, holding your pinky, fixing your jewery when they’re not straight.

he’s made countless songs for you.

@ kyosopp | do not plagiarise, copy or brand my work as your own

[seobslatina]

taking pictures in the mirror :3

pairing ; keeho x fem!reader

warnings ; suggestive!! and in public!! flirty keeho (this needs its own warning tbh..) & nothing else i noticed c:

notes ; lowercase intended!!!! pls i need him so bad :P but i've never really done this b4 (writing?!1!2?1!1?) so i hope u guys enjoy!!! ^__^ i also broke it up so it could b easier to read??? soz if that makes it worse >__< feedback is always nice!!! :3

"i wanna go home"

that phrase has rung in your ears countless times as you and keeho walk around the antique store, a small store that caught your eye last time you both hung out.

"cmon kee, we just got here" you hum out, looking at the mirrors. "go wait in the car if you're gonna be rushing me".

he huffs, walking up behind you and leaning his head on your shoulder. "cmon mama, let's just go home" his hands sneakily wrapping around your waist.. "we've been out all day.. i just wanna get you home" his face a little too close to your ear

"keeho stop it" you huff, face flushing as you look at him through the mirror you were both standing in front of. he hums at your words, not caring as he pulls out his phone. "let's take a picture.. my pretty girl and a pretty antique mirror, it'll be cute" he chimes, trying to distract you from his hands, slowly trailing up your waist.

you fix your hair, smiling for the photo as he holds his phone up, taking a few photos, watching you. "such a pretty smile mama" he hums, voice low as he takes a couple more photos. your face flushes more at his words, attempting to turn around. "keeho you're so swee-" but before you could finish your sentence, his big hand presses your upper back, bending you over the shelf, wobbling slightly. a small gasp leaves your mouth as you choke back a whine.

keeho hums lowly, hand slowly trailing to your hip.. "y'look even prettier like this" eyes looking up to your widened ones. "kee, there are people around!!" you whisper shout, but your wobbly knees and whiney voice don't seem too convincing.

keeho pushes himself against you, groaning slightly as his free hand runs up and down your waist.. "look at me mama" he hums, voice low. you turn around, face flushed and eyes wide as you look back at him, met with his sly smile, half lidded eyes looking down at you, and phone camera pointed right at you.

he snaps a couple photos, angling it up to snap a couple mirror photos, your embarrassed face and his hand on your lower back, sliding up to your shoulder to pull you back up.

"so.." he hums, looking over to you

"which mirror were you thinking about getting?"

[yummyyumberries]

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𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙙𝙤𝙢!𝙟𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙗 𝙭 𝙨𝙪𝙗!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙘𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙨, 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭 (𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙨!!), 𝙬𝙖𝙭 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮, 𝙙𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖, 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙚, 𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡 (𝙁 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜), 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

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You and Jongseob had planned a day out at the mall, strolling through the bustling aisles, window shopping and enjoying each other's company. It was a typical date, nothing out of the ordinary.

As Jongseob stepped into a busy sports store, you waited outside, leaning against the wall, scrolling through your phone to pass the time. You look up from your phone to check on Jongseob when a shadow fell over you.

"Hey there, beautiful," a deep voice said, making you jump. You looked up to see a tall, blonde guy with dark almost black eyes standing way too close for comfort. He had a cocky smile on his face, and there was something about him that set off an alarm in your head.

"Can I help you?" you asked, trying to sound assertive, but your voice came out a little shaky.

"I just wanted to say, you're stunning. I haven't seen anyone as gorgeous as you," he purred, his eyes roaming over your body. You felt your cheeks heat up, but you weren't flattered. Something about his gaze made you feel exposed.

"Thank you, but I'm waiting for my boyfriend," you replied, hoping he'd take the hint and leave. But this guy obviously wasn't getting the message.

"Oh, come on, one date won't hurt." he persisted, his eyes glinting with determination. "You deserve some fun, and I promise, it'll be worth it."

You shook your head, firmly stating, "No, I have a boyfriend, and I'm not interested." You tried to step away, but he moved closer, cornering you against the wall. His scent, a mix of cologne and something musky, invaded your senses, making you feel nauseous.

"Don't be like that, babe. Let me take you out" he whispered, his breath hot on your ear. His hand grazed your waist, and you shivered, but not from pleasure.

“Y/N where’d you go love?” You hear jongseobs voice call out to you. Just then, Jongseob stormed out of the store, his eyes blazing with anger. He took in the scene—the stranger too close for comfort, his hand on your body, and you, frozen in place. His face turned dark with rage.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend, asshole" Jongseob snarled, grabbing the stranger by the collar and yanking him away from you. The guy stumbled back, his cocky smile fading as he realized he'd picked the wrong target.

"Seobie, it's okay, he wasn't doing anything," you softly protested, but John wasn't listening. He was seething, his fists clenched tightly.

"You think you can just hit on my girl and get away with it?" He growled, his voice was filled with disbelief, almost laughing at the scene in front of him. The stranger, now pale with fear, holding up his hands in surrender.

"Hey, man, I didn't know she was taken. I'm sorry, okay? No need to get violent," he stammered, his eyes darting around, looking for a way to get away from his grip.

Jongseob's grip tightened on the blondes collar, and you could see the veins on his forearms looking at you. "You stay the fuck away from her, you hear me? She's mine"

The stranger nodded frantically, his eyes wide with fear. "Yeah, sure, man. I get it. I won't come near her again. I swear."

Jongseob shoved him away, and the guy stumbled, almost falling to the ground before hurrying off, disappearing into the crowd. You felt a mix of emotions—relieved that the guy was gone, but also anxious by Jongseob's sudden outburst.

Jongseob turned to you, his eyes still burning with anger. "Get in the car, now," he ordered, his voice harsh. You flinched at his tone, but you knew better than to argue. You followed him to the parking lot, getting more and more anxious with every step

Once inside the car, Jongseob started the engine, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "I can't take you anywhere without you attracting every fuckboy in town," he spat out, his voice laced with bitterness. "You're a fucking magnet for trouble, you know that?"

You sat quietly, stunned by his words. This wasn't like your Seobie; he was usually so calm and collected. when guys would hit on you. You opened your mouth to protest, but he cut you off.

"Don't even try to deny it. I saw the way that guy was all over you, and how you loved every second of it." His voice rose, his anger was making your hands shake. "You love the attention, don't you?“ You want to respond but your heart feels too heavy to speak. “You're mine, and I'll make sure everyone knows it."

Your heart sank as his words hit you like a punch to the gut. You wanted to explain, to tell him that the guy had made you uncomfortable, but Jongseob wasn't listening. It’s like his jealousy was blinding him.

As he drove, his grip on the wheel tightened, and you could feel the tension radiating off him. You knew this wasn't the time to argue. Jongseob was a ticking time bomb, and you needed to defuse the situation.

"Seobie, please, he was just being persistent. I told him no, but he didn't listen. I'm sorry if it looked like I was encouraging him," you said, your voice soft and pleading. "I love you, and you know that."

"Let’s go." he whispers aggressively grabbing your wrist, his breath hot against your ear. You let him guide you to your shared room and roughly push you down onto the soft bed. He tightly secures the blindfold over your eyes, plunging you into darkness. The loss of sight heightens your other senses, making you hyperaware of every sound and touch. You hear the soft rustle of clothing and feel the cool air on your skin as Jongseob undresses you swiftly, his fingers trailing along your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps.

You feel his lips find your neck, and he starts planting needy, wet kisses along your sensitive skin. Biting down hard every chance he could. His hands find your breasts, his aggressive touches making you jump. You surrender to the darkness and the sensations, feeling Jongseobs hands exploring your body. His fingers glide across your nipples, teasing them to hardness before he takes each one into his mouth, sucking and tugging violently. Your breath quickens, and you arch your back. His tongue traces patterns on your abdomen, making you squirm as it nears your aching pussy.

You try to distract yourself and not give into all his teasing until Jongseonz mouth finally reaches your throbbing clit. He parts your folds with his tongue, exploring your wetness, and moan in pleasure as he finds your sweet spot. His tongue flicks against your clit, sending electric shocks of pleasure through your body. You feel around and grip at his hair but he slaps your hand off and pulls away. “you know the rules.

As your moans fill the room, Jongseob pulls away leaving you feeling more needy than before and then suddenly.

drip.

drip..

drip…

The hot wax makes you squirm. You try to feel around for the wax but you feel jongseob grab your wrists with his hand. “You’re not being good Y/N…” he argued. You try to pay attention but he keeps dripping the wax onto you. Making it hard to focus, until you feel a cold metal on your wrist.

click.

click.

you hear as the metal tightens on your wrist.

click

click.

you hear as he handcuffs you to the bed.

"Seobie , please..." you beg, your voice hoarse with desire. He clicks his tongue. “You’re so impatient.” You feel his long fingers harshly jam into you, quickly going in and out. You feel the tension coiling tightly within you, ready to snap. Just as you're about to climax, he stops abruptly, leaving you teetering on the precipice of pleasure.

"Cumming so soon?" he teases. He stands, and you sense him looming over you, his presence dominating the space. Suddenly, you feel a firm hand on your throat

"You’re such a slut for me. isn’t that right?" he growls, his voice thick with desire. “Yes i’m your slut!” you say through your tears, his other hand reaching down to stroke your throbbing pussy. His fingers plunge into your wetness, curling and hitting all the right spots. You feel like putty under his touch.

The combination of sensations is overwhelming. The chokehold clouds your mind, making the pleasure more intense as he fucks you with his fingers, pushing you closer to the brink.

"I want to feel you, all of you," he whispers, his voice raw with need. With gentle but firm hands, he guides your legs around his waist, positioning himself at your entrance. You feel the head of his cock teasing your slick folds, circling your entrance, teasing you.

"Please, seobie..." you plead, desperate for him to fill the emptiness inside you. He teases you further, sliding just the tip inside, then pulling out, making you whimper. Finally, he thrusts forward, filling you completely in one smooth motion. You moan loudly with warm tears running down your face as he stretches you, accommodating his thickness.

Jongseob finally begins to move, his hips snapping forward, driving into you with purpose. The loss of sight heightens the sensation, making you focus on every inch of his cock as it glides in and out of your tight pussy. His hands grip your thighs, leaving marks on your sensitive skin as he picks up the pace.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he grunts, his breath hot against your ear. He leans forward, his hands gripping your hips as he slams into you, over and over. The force of his thrusts drives you deeper into the mattress, each one pushing you closer to the edge.

Without warning, he pulls out, leaving you empty and desperate. He flips you onto your stomach, your ass in the air, and delivers a sharp smack to one cheek, making you cry out in surprise and pleasure. "Such a good girl," he praises, his hand caressing the stinging skin.

He positions himself behind you, his cock pressing against your slick entrance. With one smooth thrust, he fills you again, this time from behind. The new angle hits all your sweet spots, making you let out a loud moan, pushing back against him, urging him deeper.

Jongseobs hands roam over your body, squeezing and caressing your breasts, his fingers pinching your nipples as he establishes a relentless rhythm. He fucks you with abandon, his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust. You're lost in a haze of pleasure, your senses overwhelmed as he drives you closer to the brink once more.

"Cum for me." he urges, his voice strained. "Let me feel it..."

His words are your undoing. You tighten around him, your pussy milking his cock as you climax, crying out as pleasure surges through your body. Jongsoeb follows, groaning as he empties himself deep inside you, his hips jerking uncontrollably.

In the aftermath, he collapses onto your back, his chest heaving against yours. Slowly, he removes the blindfold, and grabs the key to uncuff you. His hands caressing your now red wrists. You turn in his arms, your bodies still joined, and look into his eyes, seeing the love and desire reflected there.

"I’m sorry baby” you say softly into his chest. He smiles, a devilish glint in his eyes. "It’s not your fault angel” he says softly into your ear before kissing your head.

[w0nslvr]

𝒃𝒇!𝒑𝒊𝒘𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒔 (𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆)

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒆

𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆

𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒉𝒐

𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐

𝒋𝒊𝒖𝒏𝒈

A/N: i decided to change up my posting theme a little i might do the same for my page bc i think it’s so cutesy ☹️ anyways i love p1harmony i know they’re not as known as enhypen or skz but i hope you still enjoy (PLS PLS PLS PLS I NEED P1ECE FRIENDS PLS PLS PLS IM BEGGING) reblogs are appreciated!🫂

[sxfterhearts]

keeho dating a shy bookworm headcannons, i feel like hed be so sweet <33

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ highschool!au - theatre kid!keeho x student librarian!reader ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

♡ genre/warnings: fluff fluff fluff (i miss writing soft fluff and just writing in general omfg)

♡ word count: 1,171 words

♡ author's note: im crying anon thank you so so much for sending this!! it's my first ever p1h request and it made me so happy :") i'm sorry it took so long (life has been crazy lately) but i really hope this meets your expectations <33333

//

omg this is kinda giving our beloved summer (if you havent watched it, its my fav kdrama ever!!)

ok this might be cliche but i <3 highschool!au so let's roll with it

yoon keeho as a theatre kid (are we surprised) who practices his lines everywhere around school, has friends in every single class and is always being his friendly, extroverted self

y/n as a diligent, reserved student who is also a student librarian - you're usually stacking shelves or scanning books at the library after school on most days

your relationship blossomed through shy glances and soft whispers - keeho used to take note of the days you were on duty and purposely stayed behind to get closer to you

you were in the same english class - and being a theatre nerd, he was quickly intrigued by your ability to not only analyse shakespeare to a tee but also recite the plays word for word, line by line, without missing a single beat

keeho felt his heart speed up whenever he saw you in class, losing yourself in your work. in his eyes, you were always beautiful, but with the sunlight shining through the windows, illuminating your concentrated expression as you muttered to yourself and scribbled in your notebook - he thought that was when you shone the brightest

in the early days of getting to know each other, keeho would disrupt your peaceful reading sessions behind the library reception desk with endless requests of book recommendations earning many shushes from the head librarian

"i really like romance novels... what's your favourite?" hah, very smooth, keeho

you were confused, at first, because why was yoon keeho of all people taking an interest in you?

but then as you got to know him better you realised you shared more in common than you thought. despite your seemingly opposite personality types, the two of you had similar tastes in books, and music, and food, the list goes on

"hey y/n, have you tried the new bakery across the road? they're doing an opening deal - iced americano and a croffle for really cheap. should we try it together tomorrow for breakfast? only if you want to, of course..."

"y/n, have you listened to the new sza album? what's your favourite track? i love all of them, it's so hard to pick..."

"y/n, y/n, do you remember the author i was telling you about last month? they're writing a new book in the series! we should read it together when it's out, i wanna hear your honest review!"

even as a child, you were quiet and mostly preferred to read a book or draw and colour quietly while others played outside. this was both a result of your personality and also a few friendship fallouts that made you more wary (kids can be so mean...)

fast forward to high school, you retreated further into your shell, only keeping a handful of close friends. you preferred to bury your nose in your books and lose yourself in the fictional world of your favourite characters

that is, until keeho came along

the boy was as warm and bright as a summer's day. he had a way about him that just made people feel at ease. perhaps it was because he was so comfortable with being himself, that it helped others open up too

you were no exception. initially you were unsure of what to make of his unexpected friendliness and kindness, but you quickly realised that he was just a genuinely nice person who wanted to get to know you better

and you had to admit - after one too many mornings sitting on the bench overlooking your school field together, munching on your breakfasts and sharing an earbud each, listening to the summer's latest tunes under the gentle morning sun - you wanted to know more about him too

you could feel your cold walls getting dissolved by the warm, toothy smiles he always wore around you, and his melodious laughter

a few weeks into your daily ritual (consisting of breakfast in the morning and doing homework or stacking shelves in the library after school together), keeho finally made the first move

one morning, the two of you were nearly done your with your breakfast croffles when all of a sudden, the cloudy sky turned ominous and lightning flashed before your eyes

before either of you could react, the skies opened up, unleashing heavy raindrops all around you

"quick, y/n!" keeho grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers with his. the two of you ran to the nearest school building, trudging past wet grass and muddy soil, staining your white school shoes

when you finally made it under the awnings, you both looked down at the state of your uniforms - mildly soaked, and burst out laughing at how ridiculous you looked

naturally, your gaze wandered towards your joined hands, and you slowly looked up, only to find keeho staring at you as if you were the only person in the world

you couldn't read his expression - there was a hidden intensity behind his eyes

he hastily unbuttoned and shrugged off his button-down shirt, leaving him in his white t-shirt, and promptly placed it around your shoulders to keep you warm

"keeho, you'll get cold, i - "

but he cut you off, "i can't help myself anymore, y/n..." it's now or never, he thought to himself

"huh? what do you mean, keeho? i don't - "

"i like you, y/n." he whispered softly, so soft that it nearly blended in with the sound of rain. he stuffed his hands deep into his pockets to stop himself from fidgeting

"what?" you thought you misheard, cos there's no way...

"y/n, i... i like you!" keeho closed his eyes and repeated again, already blushing red, embarrassed

you had an inkling that he was interested in you, but you never allowed yourself to daydream for too long whenever keeho entered your thoughts, for fear that you would only disappoint yourself. but now that you knew his true feelings...

you inched forwards and stood on the balls of your feet. why is he so tall, you thought to yourself as you bravely planted a brief peck against his warm cheeks

keeho's eyes shot open in surprise. it was so quick, his brain failed to process it. "wait, did you just - "

you giggled, eyes crinkling up into the little crescents he adored, and held onto his wrists before leaning in once more

the first meeting of your rain-stained lips was clumsy, as most first kisses are, but the two of you made it up with an eagerness that mirrored your initial desires to learn more about each other

when you both ran out of air, you laughed against each other's lips, basking in the tenderness of a new relationship, blossoming like a flower bud after a bit of sunshine and rain

"so... will you be the juliet to my romeo?"

"they both die, keeho!"

"oh, true... but it's romantic, right?"

[wh1spyz]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ LET ME LOVE YOU

P1HARMONY hyung line when they accidentally confess to you

a/n : sorry if these lowkey suck.. i ran out of ideas...

KEEHO and you loved shopping together. it was a routine for both of you since you were absolute shopaholics, so might as well share the experience together, no?

you were both strolling around the mall, several bags in his grasp despite your insistence that you could carry a few bags (he wouldn't listen, of course, since he was just as stubborn as you). your eyes lock on a certain jewelry shop, a glimmer in your eyes as your eyes lock on a pair of gorgeous earrings and keeho notices your intense stare.

though, you quickly saw the price tag of a few items on display, and your eyes widened in shock, and you groaned.

"god! why are all the pretty things expensive these days..." you mumble, continuing to walk until keeho grabbed your hand and interlocked it with his.

"you want the earrings right?" he says, looking at you with a smile that brightened up your day even more than his amazing offer. but regardless, you nodded eagerly.

you both walked into the store, your eyes wandering to the other things, but you knew it was out of your budget, and you were grateful with what keeho was buying you anyways. once you reached the cash register with the earrings, the cashier inspected the both of you.

"are you two a couple?" she says, and you shake your head no.

"nope!" you say, a bit too quick for keeho's liking (but that was only because you were getting embarrassed).

"maybe we should be, princess..." keeho mumbles, continuing to grab his card from his pocket and pay for the pair of earrings, not realizing his comment until he looks up from his wallet and sees your widened eyes and flushed face.

"..."

"ah, said that outloud didn't i?"

THEO had a habit of going to this small, corner cafe near his apartment whether it was just to get a small cup of coffee, a pastry, or just to intake the smell of the cafe, he would go almost everyday. you were always there as well, leading the two of you to become friends.

you eventually arrived a bit later than you usually do, and you bumped into theo in the middle of the street.

"ah, y/n! youre a bit late today, no?" he says, with a soft smile and a laugh.

"oh shut up, i just came back from a date, thats all." you said, rolling your eyes.

after you said that, theo's face seemed.. sad? upset even, and you were just confused. was it because he had a bad day? did you say something? was it the date that made him upset?

"hey, whats up? you look upset.." you say, placing a hand on his shoulder.

theo sighs, looking a bit annoyed.

"its nothing, just cant believe that someone got to take you out on a date before me.."

JIUNG was the one of the smartest kids in your school, but he was a prime target for bullies. he was constantly getting picked on and bullied by others in his class, but he was unable to defend himself.

that was the case, until you came along.

you were a new transfer, and immediately picked up on how badly he was being treated, and defended him constantly.

whether it would be someone trying to throw paper balls at him, or trying to hurt or ridicule him in the halls, you were always there. this lead to you both becoming best friends, telling eachother everything.

well, almost everything.

and with your help, he eventually ended up making a few friends.

you and jiung were having a short study session for your upcoming exam, but it quickly just became a truth or dare session for the two of you.

"ok jiung, truth or dare?"

he thinks for a moment before answering.

"dare? i guess..."

your eyes widened and you smile, and jiung knows he just made a mistake.

"call your crush, right now. and confess."

his eyes widened, and his face flushed a bright red. he had told you he was friends with his crush, so he couldn't get out of this situation.

he sighed, scrolling through a few of his contacts, debating on which one to call to decieve you into thinking it was someone else, before accidentally clicking on your contact, thinking it was someone else (due to how similar the contact names were) and called you.

your phone rang, and you both looked at eachother with wide eyes.

"shit."

[keeheauxtales]

S.I.S. (Self-Indulgent Series) | VOL. 1

“I’ll take a ‘me espresso,’ please?”🔞

☕️

MDNI

"I'm working late, 'cause I'm a singer Oh, he looks so cute wrapped 'round my finger." – "Espresso" | Sabrina Carpenter

pairing: barista!Keeho (soft dom switch vibes as per the usual) x musician!reader (fem-bodied switch vibes as per the usual!)

synopsis: after your routine weekly performance — and after Stephen’s regular shift — ends, feelings arise between the both of you that can’t be fixed with coffee… but can create similar lingering effects.

word count: ~3.5k

warnings + themes: [semi-]public sex, unprotected sex (y'all already know: wrap it irl), fingering, oral (f+m receiving), squirting, pussy slapping, multitasking (it'll make sense later), multiple orgasms (fem receiving), cum play, dirty talkin' for days, voice kink?

author's notes: Sabrina's smash hit is probably gonna be in the top ten of my Spotify Wrapped this year, and then FNC sends these boys to work a café? this is gonna be fun (and long)! lol I'm writing Keeho as a non-idol here (that might become kinda obvious), and will be using 'Stephen.' also this actually has a bit of a plot with a backstory? a rarity! there might just be a "Secret Sauce" reference if you squint.

🎧 Listen to FLO's entire Access All Areas: Unlocked album (even while reading this hehe)

"thank you all so much for listening and vibing with me!" you excitedly address your small, yet seemingly attentive crowd of customers as they either converse with others at their table, or type away on their laptops, among other things. the gig is a two hour acoustic set with a break in the middle, and you do an incredible job of adding a subtle soundtrack to the ambience of the café. "and don't forget to tip your baristas and cashiers; they work twice as hard as me, and deserve your support!"

you peer at the handsome barista with short black hair and a face that could end the entire modeling industry if he so chose, sporting a pair of specs that you could almost tell were merely for accessory. Stephen looks up from the shop's ordering screen over at you, as if to give a silent 'thank you' for the acknowledgment. like it was the first time you ever did it (you give a similar speech every week).

you had been going to this particular spot as solely a customer for over a year before the owner took heed to the covers you posted on your socials. she figured your soft, jazzy renditions of popular tunes such as Sabrina Carpenter's "Espresso" and Tyla's "Water" would be a nice change of pace from the constant Spotify mixes that normally go through their speakers — and she was right! there could be statistics that documented the uprising of foot-tapping and head-bopping that took place whenever you performed, if ever that was possible.

the person who seemed to enjoy you the most was that aforementioned fine ass barista. one thing about Stephen is that the guy can sing his damn self, and he'd inadvertently let anyone around him know it too! only hired a month after you technically, you grew to like him and his aura – and love his voice. if he unintentionally belted a few little ad-libs during an instrumental break, you'd intentionally loop that break a little longer until he'd stop himself.

unofficial collaborations were a frequent occurrence between you two, and today wasn't any different. you decided to try something you don't do often, and played a song completely instrumental. you follow each other on Instagram, and he mentioned how much he loves the British girl group FLO in his story. he even put "Walk Like This" as his Song Of The Day note before his shift. so after you mentioned to whoever was listening that you're still learning the lyrics to the song as it had just come out, you opted to do a fingerstyle version of "Bending My Rules."

you know who already knew all the lyrics – and the ad-libs – though? Stephen, and as incognito as he could possibly be, he was sangin'! you couldn't help smiling from ear to ear, feeling heat course your face (and maybe somewhere else much further south) as you hear a faint voice coasting through the song like he wrote it. he never leaves from behind the counter, yet each note that leaves his lips and seems to reach your ear only is smoother than the butter that compliments the shop's bestselling croissants.

in a rare occasion of him being a part of the later shift, Stephen clocks out for the night when you're done playing, and is able to actually talk to you for much longer than he normally would. a routine all on its own, he approaches you to talk about the set you just completed, every other sentence accompanied with a compliment on just how talented you are. and every single one of those compliments is reciprocated back from you to him, and today, he's blushing while receiving them!

"you learn songs so fast!" Stephen exclaims with a chuckle as he helps you pack your equipment. "that FLO song literally just dropped."

"I could say the exact same thing to you, Mr. 🎶 Are you coming over~ 🎶," you retaliate flirtatiously, copying the run from the record.

"ooh, okay!" Stephen playfully commends your vocal ability on a song you're 'still learning.' several minutes later, your equipment is packed and being wheeled by Stephen to your car that's parked in an alley on the side of the building. even when the conversation takes a turn after he manages to throw in a couple compliments in regard to your outfit (a classic fall ensemble that includes a leather mini skirt), the song is still clearly in his head as he periodically vamps on the line "🎶 I don't want nobody, nobody like I want you 🎶" from the chorus and bridge. you couldn't help but wonder if this was subliminal messaging, and by the time your hands brush against his while guiding your microphone stand into the back of your vehicle, you found your answer in his hooded eyes.

you were already internally grateful that was the last item you needed to load, and now even more so as you lock eyes with the man next to you. both of you took the hint as you secured your car to ensure safety. entering back inside the café, Stephen takes you by the hand to one of the gender-neutral restrooms that's for the staff. after locking the door behind him, he places you atop the counter.

licking his lips while looking down at you a bit shyly, he caresses your thighs before beginning to push them open, eyes asking for permission. you confirm by helping to lower your bottoms and undergarments to your ankles. "god, you're so wet," is the first and last thing out of Stephen's mouth before his lips meet yours.

instantly melting into his firm kisses, you wrap your arms around Stephen's broad shoulders as one of his large hands land on your neck, fingers softly gliding over the skin in contrast to the way his tongue invites itself into your mouth. with absolutely no protest, you open your mouth, a moan slipping out before even more moans are muffled by the evident hunger of your colleague.

you both are in such a heated rush that you barely have it in one another to briefly explain to each other how you two really got here in the first place. even if neither of your nether regions bothered to care at this particular moment, Stephen helps you discard his apron before he speaks. “I’ve been wanting a morsel of this since I first saw you in this damn café,” he confesses in between longing kisses between your lips and around your neck.

"fuck, me too…" you exhale in response, eyes fluttering and struggling to remain open against his advances. you then registered how this was the closest his handsome self and gorgeous voice has ever been to you, and almost would take this over your weekly check, you were so entranced by it all.

"yeah?" Stephen quizzes as he plants kisses further and further down your body. "have you been wanting to taste me as bad as I've been wanting to taste you?"

by the time he's finished asking this, his glasses are off on the other side of the counter, and his face is eye level with your dripping cunt. your charisma that you display with an instrument in front of you practically never ceases to remain — even when it's someone as attractive (and attracted) as Stephen beneath you. "you're the top flavor I've been dying to try, but it's never on the menu," you reply with a smirk, before shooting him a playful gaze.

Stephen smiles right back at you with his eyebrows raised, biting his lip as he attempts to come up with a witty enough comeback. however, with the clear opportunity sitting right in front of him, he opts to stick his tongue out, giving a teasing lick that sends goosebumps all over your body as a moan forces itself from the back of your throat.

your head bumps against the mirror behind you when Stephen's tongue is willingly trapped between your walls, going every direction but back out. his lips join in, kissing and sucking on your folds, and soon after, his hands grip roughly on your inner thighs to keep your legs open so that he doesn't need to stop… because there's only one thing that will stop him, and he'll go for hours if that's how long it takes for him to receive it.

you're whimpering now, in part because your remaining brain cell reminds you that your impatient, horny asses are still very much in each other's workplace. but also because you can't believe a guy this sweet could be so fucking filthy in anyone's heat, let alone yours. the moans and groans he manages in between licks of varying speeds and intensive slurps send you into some sort of astral projection.

no matter how hard he was trying, your legs shook to a point where they were forcing themselves to close. while Stephen wasn't wanting that, he was too preoccupied to grip his hands on them any tighter. in fact, the hold was loosening to a soft touch that served as a contrast to the way he was devouring you like he hadn't eaten all day.

"you're gonna make me cum, Steph, holy shit!" you exclaim at almost a whisper, fingers wedged in black strands of hair below you. you were slightly startled when he finally let up with a resounding pop, his mouth coated with your juices. that sight alone would've finished you right then and there, but you were secretly determined to hang on a little while longer.

"good," Stephen growls, staring up at you with such salacious eyes that bore into your glassy-eyed gaze. before anything else could be said, you're blankly staring at him as he takes two of his fingers and places them on his lips. acting as a type of lip balm of sorts, he traces those two fingers around his lips before they enter his mouth. you can't help but moan as he moans around them, sucking on them for a brief moment. before you knew it, they were gradually entering your cavern, and by the time the tips brushed against the cervix, that cavern was clenching around the entire length of his fingers.

"oh fuck, right there!" you spit out, hands still in Stephen's hair as you push his head forward. with your eyes squeezed shut, you feel his tongue lick your pussy again, this time collaborating with the ever-increasing pace of his fingers thrusting in and out. he sneaks in a couple more sucks on your folds before you feel heat pooling between your legs. "oh god, I'm cumming… fuck!" you announce mere seconds before sporadically thrusting upward.

while gasping in the midst of oncoming dizziness, you hear gushing along with loud, muffled moaning while still feeling Stephen in several ways. you soon realize that you had squirted all over him, and just like that you felt another orgasm rounding the corner. you feel a hand on the small of your arched back, vibrating as you become deprived of Stephen's mouth and fingers.

you both let some obscene exclamations slip from your lips at one another as Stephen raises himself up from the ground. you get one button undone from his shirt before you taste yourself. he's able to shove his tongue even deeper in your mouth than before while both of your hands meet to undo the belt of his slacks. it's messy, it's nasty, but it's somehow cathartic – even as saliva begins to escape from your mouth.

for a moment, heavy breathing is the only other sound heard in the restroom as pants fall to the floor. "I could pay rent in that pussy if you wanted me to, I fucking swear!" Stephen affirms, making you both chuckle as he pulls his drawers down to join his pants. you remain seated on the counter, frozen and wide-eyed as his hard cock pops out.

there's a short second where you wanna slap the smirk off his face at your initial reaction to his long dick greeting you. yet you wanted it inside you so bad that your hands gravitate to it, and Stephen lets you, his moans low while feeling you get acquainted.

one of his hands are placed on the mirror next to you, and the other joins both of yours around his cock to guide it to your entrance. he bends down to give a couple of kitty licks and wet kisses to your neck, all while the tip of his dick is slapped against your now soaked pussy repeatedly. he continues this until you're calling out his name.

"Steph…"

yet nothing changes, except he inches a bit more of his length atop your cunny, watching juices splash from it.

"Stephen."

he still doesn't proceed any further, smirking at you quite wickedly.

"Stephen! please! fuck me!" you beg, volume be damned.

"louder…" Stephen commands before his lips land on your earlobe, "I want you to be heard on the other side of this door."

"fuck me, Steph, please!!" there's precum dripping from him by this point, and you may or may not have started creaming by the time he bottoms out inside your cunt.

"yes, baby…" Stephen moans out as you clench around him, "let me know how much you've been wanting this dick inside you."

"s-so fucking much," you groan as you feel him finally move, your pussy barely able to handle the thickness.

"so tight," Stephen confirms as he works to increase his speed bit by bit.

"you're so big," you're finally able to tell him in between kisses along his neck.

"yet you're taking me so damn well," Stephen encourages as he continues to drive and pound into you, causing your moans to get louder. "good girl, let everyone know how good you're taking this dick."

"yeah, S-steph, don't fucking stop!" it drove you crazy how much hearing him talk like this was turning you on, and he seemed to grasp that (or he was just on one at this point).

you had no idea how, but not only had the volume of the music increased, but an even more recent version of "Bending My Rules" had begun playing that featured an artist you liked (DIXSON), and guess who even knew that verse well? the guy whose cock was repeatedly hitting your clit.

completely unprovoked, Stephen ran with the synchronic situation as he choked out some of the lyrics in your ear. "🎶 I'm thinkin' 'bout you…… Fiendin' for you…… Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you. 🎶"

this song already had significant meaning for the both of you by now, but the both of you could hardly take your moans becoming accidental ad-libs to Stephen's solo performance. you know all too well about letting a singer have their moment, but that bundle of nerves was back in the pit of your stomach just ready to burst.

"f-fuck… h-have I ever… t-told you… just h-how p-perfect you sound, S-steph?" you ask him, staggering over half of those words.

as if on cue, DIXSON's verse started, and Stephen became the feature artist yet again.

"🎵 Girl, you're fucking perfect / Now make me nervous / You give me new purpose / It's more than lip service with you / Mm, we can do this shit too… I'm speakin' a new language with you / Can it just be us two? / If that's okay with you. 🎵"

in between each line being delivered, Stephen drilled incredibly ponderous thrusts into you (as singing while operating any instrument does take practice), and by the end of the bridge, your walls were clenching again at the same time that his dick began throbbing.

"I'm getting close, babygirl," Stephen whines, his forehead perspiring against yours.

"me… too… harder…" you whimper beneath him in time with each jab his cock gives, repeating your last word for emphasis. "harder… harder… fuck me harder, baby!"

before you began begging, Stephen had already begun picking up his pace. however, hearing you call him 'baby' for the first time set him completely the fuck off. his dick fucked into you harder, faster, and even a little deeper. before you could even try and warn him like before, he kisses you just as deeply, not easing up on that pussy for a moment.

his lips were to be a perfect muting device for the clamorous sounds you were preparing to let out. you could only think to yourself, oh god, here we fucking go again, before squirting around Stephen's cock, your cream covering it.

"mmm… oh my god, (y/n), I'm gonna cum…" Stephen proclaims, pulling out and getting the chance to actually see you squirt some more onto the floor before him. "shit… I wanna cum in your mouth."

"and… I want you to cum in my mouth, but I don't think I can move?" you reveal to Stephen, reminding him of just how fucked out (and fucked up) he had gotten you. he reaches underneath you to lift you off of the vanity, but you tell him to wait. he – as patiently as possible – awaits your next move, which was to put his glasses back on for him.

you both smile as he resumes adjusting your position to over by the toilet. you were feeling like the world's biggest whore as Stephen sat down on the bowl, mouth gaping as you wait for his permission to proceed… which he gives you by plopping the tip on your tongue.

you stick your tongue out a bit further, gulping before taking as much of him in your mouth as possible. you strain to keep your eyes open so you can peep his reactions to your hard work, and Stephen does not disappoint. "fuck, fuck, fuck…" he spits out as you moan around his length, receiving evidence of your release all over him, and he clocks that fact as well. "you get to taste yourself too… it's good, isn't it, babe?"

"mmhmm!" you reply before taking in even more of Stephen, feeling the tip brush against the back of your throat. fighting the battle (and losing), you gag around him in an effort to adjust to his girth. seeing the struggle get kinda real down there for you spurred him on, and you eyeballing how he's intently observing you through those circular frames made your legs weaker than they already had been.

if you wanted me to bust again, you could've just said so, you think as Stephen unbuttons the rest of his shirt and discards it by the sink. you moan at the sight of the sweat glistening his skin before dragging one of your hands along it. the other hand begins to stroke his dick with more momentum than either one of you thought you had at this point.

Stephen groans your name before he starts teasing you with something you said earlier. "you said… I had the 'top flavor,' right, doll?"

you both giggle before you answer, "I did," nodding up at him with a grin while your wrapped hand continues moving.

"are you ready to taste it?" he asks, voice beginning to tremble as he threads a hand in your hair.

"I've been ready, babe…" you claim with a seductive wink, placing your tongue right underneath the tip before he could think to maneuver your head himself.

"fuck! here it is…" Stephen pants, his eyes shut before the majority of his load of cum lands directly in your mouth, with a few drops landing along your face. you swallowed a portion before gesturing with your fingers for him to lean closer to you. still panting and recovering, he leans forward.

with the little strength you had recovered, you get on your knees, placing one of your hands on his thighs for support before kissing him. hushed moans of varying degrees leave the both of you as you deliver a helping of his seed in his mouth.

it's still messy, it's definitely nasty, but it's damn stimulating – more than any coffee bean could be.

epilogue

after helping Stephen clean up the restroom, and him leaving to check on the shop before closing it up for the night, you're both back in your car… well, kinda. you're almost completely in the driver's seat, with a leg resting outside.

Stephen? he's completely outside next to that leg, on his knees, planting some final kisses for the night. he started on the inner skin of your thighs, journeying up your stomach, and even giving your breasts some love. you let a couple moans slip from your lips as he bites some hickeys into your neck, and those kisses of each other's lips have not lost their intensity in the slightest, the both of you taking turns biting each other’s bottom lips.

"fuck, Stephen," you breathe out, "go home before we end up doing this at my place."

"that sounds like a good idea for the near future," he notes, standing up with your help before leaning down toward you in your seated position. "speaking of, so I'll see you next week?" he asks, planting one more kiss on a knuckle on your hand, firmly dragging said hand along your clothed pussy lips before letting go completely.

"ahh shit…" you start and trail off before turning on your car's ignition, "you'll see me tomorrow if you're working."

"yeah, I'm working tomorrow," Stephen verifies with a smirk and a kiss on your cheek before whispering in your ear, "and I'll have that double shot of espresso ready for you as soon as I see you."

[hyungseos-cafe]

You're whipped

Pairing: P1harmony Keeho x GN!Reader Ft. Jongseob

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Keeho and reader are ooshy gushy with each other and call each other baby 🤢, mentions of food and cursing

Summary: Just Keeho being whipped for his partner ft. Jongseob who has the short end of the stick when he takes them out for the day

A/N: This is probably the fastest i've ever made a social media au lmao pls lmk if this something you'd like to see more of! ₩198,265 is roughly 150 USD

Order for: @sunnydeized @imalwaysinconfusion @aeleay @prince-jjae @seisyiss @taeyangs-sunflower

┊⋆ ˚✯✩. Songs to listen to while reading: best part by daniel caesar and her, love story by p1harmony, can you love me tonight - stripped ver. by kairo .✩✯⋆ ˚ ┊

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[jeongion]

✦ ⎯⎯ one thing that I love is you. ⎯⎯ ✦

[indiweb]

승한 、 TESTING HIS THIN PATIENCE. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╰⠀ft. needy boyf!yoon keeho.

cuidado ⋆ she!her pns. fem!reader. jealous kyo. [.3k]

+ love 'sie : req from @kizoken , my twin. mi linda ♡

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀﹙ 피원하모니 ﹚

" YOU'RE TOO PRETTY FOR THEM , BABY. "

distasteful eyes lingered , like bees to pollen. insects to crumbs. predators to prey. if one could , he’d swat them away. watchers afar observed your presence much too long for jealous!keeho’s liking. a sour taste in his mouth ; termites rotting his gums.

eyebrows twitched and tongues scraped the tops of mouths , a brewing fire wisping away at his internals. though , if you were to see him yourself , jealous!keeho knew all you’d do is treat him like a child for his actions.

you were merely conversating amongst peers who likewise played volleyball , laughter rippling the waves of the ocean and ricocheting jealous!keeho’s perked ears. sorrows sulked and bodies rose , the man alas making way towards you across the shoreline.

── snaked , limbs barricaded your figure , your hands overlapping the flexed muscles of your boyfriend. delicate breaths fanned like a mid-spring breeze , hairs peeking much of blooming lavender blossoms. skinship tainted the flesh across your neck , sulking into his touch whilst continuing your conversation with your mates.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀his touch , like flower petals in a warm bath. nothing could attain how his simple presence influenced your mood. swingling grins spread and laughter boisterized , a settled contentment easing the man.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" come tan with me. " paltry commands cued your goodbye’s , arm wrapping your shoulders whilst you proceeded to tease the man of his evident covetousness.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀deny , deny , deny ; his attempt at convincing. however , you knew the man far too well to be persuaded.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" you’re just so cute , of course he’d flirt with you. " his pouts were met with pecked kisses and smiles carved into flesh. bodies tumbled and limbs entangled , legs straddling waists like a prey mantis to her lover. thick digits molded the skim of your hips , swirling circles against your skin.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀" and yet , where am i right now? " loomed tones spiraled the man’s back , passion-infused kisses trapping your lips all the while you likewise giggled against his skin. confidence built your relationship , keeho knowing where home was and you knowing your person.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀you wouldn’t trade it for the world , and neither would he. the warmth of each others embrace far too suffocating to be released. like a lily in a pond , you drowned yourself in his love just as much as did he. presumptions adhered and quarrels drowned.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the suns beaming rays never felt better than when lying against the chest of your lover , heart beats melodic orchestras thumping your head.

SINCERELY , YOURS TRULY Ξ ©SEUNITAS, 2024

[zer0harmony]

HAPPY KEEHO DAYYYYYYYYY

[kyosopp]

❝  p1harmony as my favourite songs !!  ❞

warnings !! my music taste please don’t be a hater because its not upbeat :3 + plus the fact i just used :3 there are links if you wanna listen to the songs

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❪  ❥ .   yoon keeho,  윤기호 ❫

duvet — bôa

everyone knows that keeho is absolutely ethereal, he’s what every man (and woman) should aim to be. a pretty personality on a pretty face. i associate keeho with bôa’s duvet because of how stunning the instrumental truly is. oddly enough keeho reminds me of this song so much and i need a tiktok editor to edit him with duvet immediately (its a need not a want)

like water — wendy

this song was without a doubt my favourite song to listen to when it was released, it’s such a beautiful song and it reminds me of keeho. i know that you guys probably expect songs like starships by nicki minaj and although i do agree that keeho is definitely a song like that, based upon my music taste he’s just so ethereal and beautiful. he’s a constant reminder of growth and love (he still my opp though 😋)

❪  ❥ .   choi taeyang,  최태양 ❫

i was all over her — sylvia palth

i eat this song up everytime it plays, i don’t care if yall think it’s ass of overplayed, my little heart things yummy whenever its on. anyways, i definitely think theo is a song like this, and yeah he can be a tease to his members but he’s still a good guy with a good heart and everyone and their mother would want a love like this song with theo.

you were beautiful — day6

do i scream this song every time it plays, yes the fuck i do, but i digress. theo is either an avid listener of this song or is just the song personified. “beautiful, just the way that you would look at me” is just so theo and if you think otherwise… well i think you’re incorrect. nobody gets day6 like i do ☹️ (besides king seungmin)

❪  ❥ .   choi jiung,  최지웅 ❫

west coast — lana del rey

lana del rey and jiung is so

anyways, this instrumental is so beautiful and i need to be sent a bajillion jiung edits with it. i do not stand for west coast slander because it is without a doubt singlehandedly has my heart in ruins.

levanter — stray kids

i love levanter by stray kids more than any song they’ve released, coming from a stay since their survival show. it’s my favourite song released by stray kids. jiung just reminds me of felix’s “it’s all good now” because he truly makes p1eces feel like everything will be alright (all while teasing jongseob, we love a man that can multitask)

❪  ❥ .   hwang intak,  황인탁 ❫

symphonia ix — current joys

this song dominated my entire tiktok fyp for a solid month before it suddenly converted to shrektok. this song just makes me feel really calm and content with my life and I feel like being friends with intak would be like that (when he’s not out for your throat at least).

only — leehi

i actually don’t really know why i think of intak when i listen to only. i guess the. “it’s like a dance we perform together” could contribute because i enjoy watching intak perform and he just seems like a really gentle lover, possibly even a “ill love you like a dog” lover (which is kinda sad ngl)

❪  ❥ .   haku shota,  白翔太 ❫

every breath you take — the police

although this song is borderline creepy and stalker-y, it can be cute if you ignore that its about obsession!! i associate soul with this song mainly because of his beautiful boba eyes. the way his eyes follow his members (keeho) and how he looks at them with admiration and love. he’s very much “every step you take, i’ll be watching you.” but cutie patootie style.

she’s in the rain — the rose

i remember when i used to listen to this song every hour of everyday, just basking in the beauty of it. although this song is heartbreaking i can imagine editors managing to make it cute and loving about potato soul. he has such a warm heart (ignore that he wants to blow up the world) and this song is just yay.

❪  ❥ .   kim jongseob,  김종섭 ❫

right side of my neck — faye webster

i absolutely love this song by faye, and i have no idea why i think of seob when i listen to it, maybe because i feel like his love and affection would linger for a while when he’s gone and mainly because hes such a pookie and i want the right side of my neck to smell like seob (platonically though… totally)

sweet night — v

this song will probably always be my favourite i adore it so much and it makes me think of seob because its sweet and beautiful just like him. plus the instrumental and taehyung’s vocals are just chefs kiss. “i’m wondering, are you my bestfriend?” “if you are too good to be true”

[jiunngs]

FLASHBACK ✶ YOON KEEHO

ft. gn!reader x yoon keeho. warnings: drinking, a couple mentions of throwing up. wc 1.7k

desc ★ caught up in a quiet moment, keeho thinks back to how you two met.

all was peaceful inside the small apartment, the only sounds coming from the songs on the music channel turned down low and the occasional screech from a car outside.

the two of you were sprawled out on the sofa, your head resting on keeho's chest while your legs tangled with one another's; one of his hands idly playing with your hair and the other dangling off of the edge. you were happily sleeping, only ever stirring to shift slightly in your place or pipe up with the odd contented noise in your slumber.

his attention drifted between half-interest in the music videos he recognised on the television and gazing down fondly at you, smile unable to stop itself from stretching across his lips every time he stole a glance.

he was perfectly at ease with the positions you were in, and would've been happy staying there for as long as time allowed — perhaps he'd even join you in your napping — until a familiar tune caught his ears, and he moved his eyes to the mv currently playing.

it was a song keeho knew, like the back of his hand. why wouldn't he remember the very lyrics that had played the first time you two had met, after all? call him sappy, but he'd added it to his playlist the second he could find the time to, wanting to return to that instance even if only for as long as the melody played.

relaxing back into the cushions, he allowed himself to reminisce in the quiet. with the tune still ringing in his ears, he closed his eyes and thought back to— what was it, almost three years ago now?

he was at a party thrown by someone he knew from somewhere, somehow. a friend of a friend of a friend, or something along those lines. with a singular glass of something that looked deceptively fruity nearly full sat in front of him, and no one else near him to attempt to make conversation with at the lonely minibar, he wasn't exactly having heaps of fun at that very moment. it was a little out of character for him to be alone in a corner at an event where he would've usually gone out of his way to meet new people and enjoy himself, but for some reason he didn't feel that up to dragging himself to his feet and mingling with the crowd. it was much easier to stay seated and by himself, with no one else to force himself to try and talk to.

yet lo and behold, the universe seemed to ignore his wishes completely and his waning attention span was snapped by a frantic tapping on his shoulder. keeho had turned and came to face to face with a worried-looking blonde, who had a very wasted friend mumbling things unintelligible to both leaning on his shoulder.

"hey, um, can i ask you a favour, really quick?"

he was wary, but nodded anyway. at least looking after a drunken stranger would give him something to do other than stare at the wall.

"would you mind just- keeping them company for a sec? another one of my friends just threw up all over the host's bathroom. it's really bad, i've gotta help clean it up before they find out."

partly out of curiosity of what he would get out of entertaining the (h/c) still talking to themselves and breaking out into the occasional hysterical giggle, and partly out of sympathy for the blonde about to spend the rest of his night cleaning up someone else's vomit, keeho agreed and gestured to the empty space beside him.

a flurry of things in amongst the rush of 'thank you so much!!' and 'i really, really owe you for this' were thrown at him full speed, and in a blur of dyed platinum blonde and the purple of the jacket he was wearing, the unnamed boy was gone as quickly as he'd arrived, and keeho turned his gaze to the intoxicated state of the person now sitting slumped over the bar next to him.

all was silent for a minute between them, the only noise being the buzz of the people everywhere else and a song he was sure he'd heard once or twice before playing over the top. then, the (h/c) launched into a full-blown rant out of nowhere, eyes wide and expression looking almost offended as they lurched towards the dark-haired man still staring at them.

"and appar'ntly- apparently he's married!? like, wh't the fuck? that's- that's just fucking crazy, man. he's so.. strange! anything but marriage material, 'f you ask me. who'd look at an english professor and think 'thats th'guy i wanna marry,' you know? weird as shit.."

they trailed off when they looked up into keeho's eyes properly, squinting and then, after coming to the realisation that this probably wasn't the person intended to hear their story, recoiling backwards so fast they nearly toppled over, prompting keeho to panic and grab onto them, pull them back upright, and hope it all ended without any broken arms.

as it turned out, it ended with a head of tousled (h/c) locks buried into his chest whilst he held them to him in an attempt to stop them from falling, and he froze completely when wide (e/c) irises stared straight into his, air suddenly hard to find. his heartbeat sounded a lot louder than the chorus of the vaguely familiar song in that moment, which made no sense because the speakers it was blasting out of were practically right up against his side.

the person he still didn't know the name of cleared their throat and slowly righted themselves, seeming more sober than previously after their close encounter.

"..you're not jiung."

he shook his head once, flicking his eyes to the glass he'd since completely forgotten about and wondering if it was the wrong time to down it all in one go. "uh, no. i'm not. i'm keeho."

then came the bordering-on-awkward silence once again, until the (h/c) offered up their own name in return.

"keeho. i'm (y/n). wh're did jiung go? sorry, i didn't mean t'start rambling on at you."

keeho rushed to reassure the stranger (who now had been named, at least) that they had no need to apologise, and also fill them in on the whereabouts of their friend. they made a face when they heard the news, snickering to themselves as they made a comment about how they didn't envy him in that regard.

it was then they set their sights on his drink.

"so.. keeho.. d'you want that, or are you jus' gonna stare at it? if not.."

although it most likely wasn't the best idea, he only sighed and slid it over, watching as (y/n) cheered and took a long sip, virtually melting into their chair afterwards.

things seemed to flow a little easier following their introductions, the pair making conversation about anything they could think of and finding they had more in common than expected, smiles and laughs traded comfortably between them.

belatedly keeho realised he was having more fun that he'd first thought he would, and let himself relax a little more. getting acquainted with (y/n) was never on the list of things he'd envisioned himself doing that night — partly because he'd never heard of them before the moment he was being saddled with them and left to fend for himself — but he was glad that he did.

he was less glad that jiung decided to made his reappearance right when they were just getting friendly, although hid it underneath a smile and a teasing question of whether he had managed to get the evidence of his friend emptying the contents of his stomach all over a bathroom that wasn't his; to which the dyed blonde simply grimaced and said the worst of it had been dealt with.

seeing as the (h/c) was beginning to slip back into what looked more like the barely-conscious state they had been left with keeho in (probably due to them draining his glass completely, fruit wedges and ice cubes included), when jiung thanked him for the second time and offered up his number in case he ever wanted to ask the blonde for a favour of his own, he decided to cash it in on the spot.

"do you think i could have (y/n)'s number?"

although initially unsure, he eventually agreed once keeho had sworn he had no ill intentions toward the (h/c), and once both were put into his phone the pair went on their way, leaving only keeho's empty glass behind as evidence they had ever been there at all.

he'd stared at the digits under '(y/n)' for what felt like hours when he'd finally gotten home, before trying to convince himself to snap out of it and leave it until the next morning.

and yet his impatience got the better of him, so he shot you a text asking if you wanted to meet up the next day if the hangover wasn't too awful, and then passed out fully clothed after praying everything would work out from there.

but in the end you had lasted for coming up on three years now, so he supposed he'd done something right along the way.

"-eeho. babe! are you awake?"

the voice tore him right out of his daydream, and he opened his eyes again to see you sitting up on his lap, hair mussed up and sticking up in places and the heel of your hand coming up to rub at your bleary eyes. it brought a smile to his face, and he tugged you closer to him and started to lightly comb through your hair.

"what were you thinking about? you were miles away."

he hummed, smoothing down (h/c) strands to press a kiss to the top of your head and then moving to lie back down, pulling you with him. you were both fully entangled this time, a mess of limbs on the sofa that made it hard to tell where one ended and the other began. the way he liked best.

"ah, nothing much. just about how loud you snore."

your noise of indignation made him snort, and soon you were both playfighting and laughing until you collapsed again, exhausted from the mini impromptu wrestling match, but happy.

the day he met you might've been fun, but keeho found the days you spent together now were something he enjoyed tenfold.

✿ ahh hi??? i wanted to try and write for kpop too (and write again in general because it's definitely been a while LOL) so like. i hope this wasn't crazy awful and u weren't clawing at the walls collapsing throwing up etc.. lmk though!! im gonna pass out now but i'll double check 4 any mistakes later ^_^ gnn