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SX Seoul series | Tae's entry 💜 Paramour

PAIRING: idol!Taehyung x (f) reader (you can also read it on AO3)

SUMMARY: You were born for the quick and glamorous life surrounding celebrities — they had their little dramas and breakdowns, and you were there to clean up the mess. But you have your own secret, and doing your job might get you in trouble with your paramour.

WORD COUNT: 6,2k

GENRE: secret relationship, smut

RATING: R (explicit)

WARNINGS: jealousy, drunk driving (❗), dirty talking, teasing, edging, fingering, slight degradation, brattiness, Sub/Dom (Tae), semi-public, exhibitionism, almost caught, unprotected rough sex, nipple play, hickeys and bruises, post-orgasmic crying 👀

A.N. Sorry guys, busy birthday yesterday💜 NCT members make a cameo just because I thought it'd be fun 😋 The paramour stands for the illicit/forbidden aspect of the relationship, not cheating. This oneshot is also part of the upcoming @bangtanwritershq 'Got A Secret, Can You Keep It?' quarterly event!

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You showed the badge hanging on your neck to the bouncer and waited quietly for him to cross-check your name. You glanced at the glacial blue striped lines above the club entrance while you waited. SX — the letters were so hot, that vapor was visibly emanating from them. You pursed your lips — you preferred them in red. 

You rubbed your arms with a chill; it wasn’t snowing too hard yet, but you wanted to go inside where it was warm. He nodded and let you pass, and you smiled, hurrying inside.

Fortunately, despite having the day off, you were supposed to come to this label party, so they had your name. Of course, you were supposed to have leisurely done your makeup and hair, not rushed when called with a bawling demand, but you sighed.

You didn't bother hanging your coat and just crossed the dance floor to one of the private rooms where the sound was muffled enough for people to lounge, have a drink and talk. Yet instead you recognized the team circling a single armchair, and they moved to let you through with worry and relief in their faces. They were your team.

“Hey,” you called out, and as soon as Una saw you from where she was sitting on that armchair, she threw her arms around your waist, bawling convulsively. You eyed the stylists and makeup artists, holding her back while you mouthed, “Eunbi?”

Everyone shook their heads, and you sighed, giving up on it. She was supposed to accompany Una tonight so you could enjoy yourself for a change, but you were there now.

“Alright,” you said firmly, kneeling so you could look at Una clearly. She was easily overly dramatic, but there was usually a reason for it. “Tell me what's wrong. You know I can fix it for you, just tell me what it is.”

Una didn't hesitate, sniffling and smudging her makeup away as though a firefighter had come to rescue her. “He— He was— all giggly and close to her!!”

She hid again, crying on your shoulder next to your dress strap, that fortunately was black, and you sighed. You petted her head as you mused on how to fix this. He — Winwin, Una’s boyfriend. Her — another girl, inconsequential, anyone, it didn't matter. Una was a star, but she got insecure about their relationship way too easily. 

You were musing on how to diffuse her breakdown when she pulled away to speak through sobs, “Unnie— Unnie—”

“Tell me,” you allowed gently, despite the way she was crying. Even her eyelashes were gluing together, but she was still like your younger sister.

“I want— to giggle— and be close to another man too!”

You did your best effort not to roll your eyes, and before you could get up and direct your team, she gripped your arms.

“Please! I'll behave! Don't send me away, just— I'll ask for only that.”

As if to convince you, she started to compose herself, reeling in her cry and wiping her face.

You sighed, “It's not nice to draw someone into this.”

“Pick someone from the label, someone nice. I'm friends with all of them, it's just pretend, please—”

She was going to start crying again, and you heaved a deep breath, holding her strongly in your arms for a beat. The senior manager would kill you and Eunbi if Una, the exceeds-expectations rising star, was caught upset and leaving the label party, but you weren't sure this option was better.

You pulled away when you felt her calm in your arms, then tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, “Are you sure? You can't ruin someone's night just to make him jealous.”

“I'll behave, I promise,” she sniffled, and to her credit, you did believe her. “Choose someone nice, unnie. Maybe Jungwoo if you find him.”

Your eyebrow quirked at the name, and you nodded, getting up and instructing everyone to make her look like the star she was. You turned to her, “I’ll see to it. No more crying, okay?”

“Thank you, unnie.”

Her smile was angelical, and you only sucked in a deep breath before leaving the room to the main dance floor. The loud house music reverberated along your rib cage while you scanned the room. You saw the managers, the staff, the artists; you knew almost everyone and smiled whenever they greeted you. Your eyes kept searching and stumbled on Winwin, leaning on the wall, talking to a woman. His blonde hair stood out as he played with the straw of his drink, and you rolled your eyes. He was just talking to the woman. If you reacted like that every time your man whispered secrets into another woman’s ear, you—

“Hey!”

A hand on your arm almost startled you, but it was Eunbi, and you squinted, “Where the hell were you?”

“Una’s dog swallowed a toy, I had to rush her to the vet!” 

Poor Eunbi. She was sweating, with her dark bangs gluing to her forehead despite the snowy cold outside, which told you she had raced here. This was turning out to be an even shittier night for her.

“Una texted me, saying she called you! I’m sorry, unnie!”

She bowed frantically, and you placed your hands on her shoulders, “It’s okay, calm down. I was coming here, anyway. Just make sure she doesn’t leave the backroom without calming down first.”

Eunbi nodded and was gone before you knew it, making your eyebrows twitch. Was it because you had managed to sleep a proper eight hours tonight that it seemed to you like everyone was out of it?

Your eyes pinpointed Winwin in the same position, with the same girl, before you kept looking for who you were truly searching for. Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed Taehyung with his friends, chatting casually. His jewelry was sparkling under the club’s lights, with his newly bleached hair in that warm color you liked so much. It fell like waves over his eyes, and you couldn’t help your smile. He looked good no matter what, but that was a favorite of yours.

Finally, you found Jungwoo a bit further ahead. He was hanging out with his close circle in a corner of the room, and you nodded, agreeing with Una. He was gentle and quiet, almost shy for an idol — he’d listen to her story and respectfully help Una through this.

So you made your way to him, smiling up to him when his eyes fell on you. His mouth stayed open, as if he had forgotten what he was about to say, and you smirked, “Long time no see! Can I join you for a moment?”

Taehyung almost did a double take when he saw you pass without even noticing him. His friends were casual enough to not notice and to allow him to train his eyes on you; where were you going?

He saw you sit next to Jungwoo with a huge smile, and his guts twisted. Why were the other people around you leaving you two alone? Why were you sitting so close to him, talking into each other's ears? Surely it was to hear each other above the noise, but it still made him close his fists. Jungwoo could surely take a whiff of your perfume every time he leaned in like that, so close to your luscious hair, and it just wasn’t sitting well with him.

Taehyung was about to walk over, do something he wasn’t exactly sure what, when you got up and walked away. That was enough for him to just go for it, ignoring his friends calls. All he could see was you, standing on your long smooth legs barely covered by a black tight dress, leaning on the bar counter to ask for the bartender’s attention.

“What are you doing?”

You turned, your eyes finding his on sheer magnetism. The corners of your lips raised, “Ordering drinks.”

You knew your mischievousness was slipping through, you just didn’t care. He leaned in a bit more, glancing around before speaking closely to you, “Are you having fun?”

You didn’t hide a grin, your teasing tongue peeking through before you chuckled, “My night was almost ruined, but it’s sure getting better.”

Whatever he was about to say got interrupted when the bartender reached you.

“One whiskey sour, one porn star martini, and one vesper.”

The bartender left and Taehyung didn't waste a second, leaning close to you, “I didn’t know you managed Jungwoo now.”

“I don’t. I don’t manage male stars anymore,” your eyes trailed over his silhouette from top to bottom before settling on his dark eyes. 

Your head tilted to the side, inviting him to say something more, but you could see his hesitation. His eyes were low, not just thinking about what to say, but actually apologetic.

He looked around at the bar, lips twitching before he voiced quietly, “You’re going to drink?”

“I’ll take a taxi.”

You felt his body press closer to yours, if pushed by the other people wanting a drink or just to touch you, you didn’t know. Either way, your eyes fixed on his, acknowledging that the world didn’t exist when he looked at you like that.

But then the bartender placed your drinks in front of you, and Taehyung moved away, pursing his lips. You smiled at the bartender with a thanks, and grabbed the whiskey sour, “Here.”

Taehyung looked down at the drink in your hand pressed to his chest, then at you.

“For your mood,” you winked, before grabbing the other two drinks and walking away.

You handed Jungwoo his drink and left to get Una, and were expecting to leave them together and go on your merry way. Instead, Una insisted you stay with them, and to your surprise, there was no wailing about Winwin. On the contrary, the conversation was pleasant, and you finally had one drink comfortably. It was not the networking you were expecting to get done that night, but at least it was calm and interesting.

At first, you thought Una needed her unnie’s support, then that it would be best you stayed so things wouldn’t get awkward or controversial. However, right about when you wanted to question Una’s decision, she got up and confronted Winwin. Or so it seemed, and you sipped on your drink as she jumped on him to kiss him, barely letting the man breathe. You saw Eunbi race to deal with it and chuckled; fortunately, that was not your job tonight.

Jungwoo shifted in his seat next to you, and you finally turned to him with a smile, about to thank him for his help with Una when he smiled, “Would you like to dance?”

Taehyung’s whiskey sour didn’t last long, but his sourness did. How could it not, when you stayed with Jungwoo after Una left? A part of him stayed rational; you were hanging out with people, and you were around idols all the time. But you weren’t talking to him professionally, not anymore, since Una left to make out with her boyfriend in one of the backrooms. No, you were quietly chatting just the two of you, and Jungwoo was leaning into you again, touching your beautiful hair.

He thought he could hold himself back by looking away and turning a purposeful back on you, but then he saw it. Your hand settled on Jungwoo’s leg and his blood boiled. 

The water bottle he was holding cracked as he closed his fist, grinding his teeth with all the things he wanted to do and say, but couldn’t. You got up with a small head bow and Taehyung smiled, ready to open his mouth and say goodbye to his friends, but then Jungwoo followed you. And Taehyung saw just red.

He shoved the bottle to the chest of whoever was trying to stop him, pushing them all aside to get to you. He gritted his teeth, growling in annoyance; all those people in the way, some trying to grab onto him and talk to him, and meanwhile you and Jungwoo were further and further away across the club.

A familiar voice tried to hold him back with an arm around his shoulders, and he shoved them back. He didn’t care where he was, who he was, or when. He gave no fucks about appearances, no fucks about staying quiet. All he cared about was you, and you were walking out of there with him.

He kept pushing people aside to get outside until he finally managed. His thoughts were incoherent, only getting to you mattered. You’d have questions, you’d tease him, but he didn’t care. He was justified, he—

He stopped right outside the club, noticing you standing with Jungwoo on the curbside. Taehyung opened his mouth, ready to call out for you, when a taxi stopped in front of you, and he staggered. He stopped breathing when you smiled mischievously at Jungwoo and stepped inside the vehicle. 

For a second, his heart stopped.

Then you closed the door and waved goodbye, and Jungwoo waved back before bowing. And Taehyung took a breath, but growled all the same, and ran to get to the label's parking lot where his car was. He drank, so he shouldn’t drive, but he had to confront you about this. He was about to explode and it was all your fault.

As soon as he parked, he had no recollection of driving, only of gripping the steering wheel and shaking as he raced there. The tall apartment complex where you lived stood right before him, and he fought the seatbelt to get free and out of the car. He ignored the snow falling and rushed to your doorstep, fortunately without slipping, only to stumble.

You were there, outside, leaning on the wall and absentmindedly scrolling through your phone. Your eyes raised to his, then put your phone away, turning to the side to dial your code instead. He saw you push the door open, but when you turned to him, he didn’t move. He was so mad before, but seeing you like this made him realize that was not all he felt — he was hurt.

You held out your hand to him with a welcoming smile and when he took it, you dragged him to the elevator. After selecting your floor, you wrapped your arms around his waist and sighed into his chest.

“Una wanted to make Winwin jealous with Jungwoo,” you revealed, safely tucked now that he was holding you back.

He took a second to press his lips to your head, “Yeah, and Jungwoo was totally into you.”

You almost chuckled, but had the sense not to, “Nah, he’s just kind, and took Una’s drama. He was just thankful I was there to help.”

You could feel Taehyung nuzzling the top of your head, inhaling your scent, and you just melted. You thought he’d be mad about the whiskey sour tease, but having him hold you like this told you this was about more than a silly cocktail.

He sighed, “Una is making things difficult.”

You pulled back and grinned, “Well, it happens when I can’t manage my superstar anymore.”

You booped his nose playfully and he searched for sadness or disappointment in your eyes, which he didn’t find, to his relief. “True, but… Maybe…”

When his voice disappeared, you incentivized, “Maybe…?”

“Maybe you should tell her about us.”

Your eyebrows jumped, “Why?”

“Because—” He held back for a second, but your wide eyes were enough to unravel him, “Because Jungwoo looked more than just thankful and if she had stayed with you, he wouldn’t have tried anything.”

You smirked, “How do you know he tried something?”

“He did?”

You couldn’t hold a poker face and laughed, even as Taehyung’s expression was turning from surprise to annoyance.

“Una can't keep a secret and I like my privacy,” you explained, knowing he knew this. You were cautious about the fact, not just who your SO was. You knew how the media and your coworkers worked — you didn’t want to plant the subconscious idea that it was possible. The less suspicion, the better. “Besides… if I did that, then how would I make you jealous?”

Your smile turned sly, and he had no qualms pushing you against the wall, “Is that what you were doing?”

You grinned, “Let’s say I didn’t shy away from the opportunity.”

Despite the irritation in his eyes, it was hard to resist smirking and teasing him. You could barely contain a giggle when he leaned into your neck to bite you in what to him constituted a punishment. But to you, it was far from it. You raised your hand to grab and intertwine your fingers with his hair, and closed your eyes, letting the tingling run down your spine. You bit your lip; it was a matter of time until he noticed that the marks he had left a few days ago were gone, and—

He snorted and bit harder, sucking hard to create new marks, and your grin widened. Even when he squeezed you impossibly, pressing you to the elevator wall and nibbled over a sensitive spot, you didn’t stifle your moans, though you remained quiet. You were melting between your legs with each bite and groan, knowing he couldn’t let you go because he wanted you so much. Your attention was so focused that the elevator doors opened and closed, and you didn’t even notice.

His lips trailed down to your cleavage, and your nails sank deeper into his scalp. You bucked your hips against him, blood running hot in your veins, far beyond the point of teasing. Making him jealous was the least of your concerns; rather, having him kissing and touching you was everything you always wanted, and you’d ask for nothing else.

He squeezed your waist to his, knowing well what your restless hips wanted when they bucked into him, but he had other thoughts. He licked and nibbled across your chest and nuzzled to get under the fabric of your bra, reaching with his tongue for one nipple. You shuddered from head to toe, losing the strength on your legs. He held you and the wall behind you supported you, but you were beyond waiting.

“Tae,” you cooed, torn between pressing him to your chest or pulling him to kiss you.

It didn’t matter what you wanted, because he offered resistance, more aggressively suckling and nuzzling your skin on your other tit. You moaned, sure that you’d be bruised at that point, and it only made you gush more between your legs. You didn’t want him to stop, but if he could do that while fucking you into the wall, that would be great.

Since pulling on his hair didn’t work, you let go of one hand to scratch down the back of his head and nape. His groan gave you shivers, and you licked your lips; you were so ready to consume him in any way he wanted, but he was still stubbornly away.

His coat was heavy, but he only had a silk shirt underneath, so instead of trying to strip him, you let him ravish your chest while one of your hands sneaked underneath his shirt.

His breath shook against your wet skin, and you grinned, knowing that goosebumps covered you both — you, from his licks trying to reach your underboob, and him, from your nails grazing his lower stomach.

“Baby,” you called again, continuing your torture. “Let me touch you,” your voice was sweet, yet he ignored you. He wasn’t able to hide his groans, though, or how you made him shake, so you continued, “I want to touch you, you’ll feel so good…”

Your tone was a playful promise, yet all he did was sink his fingers and teeth more into you. You were sure your chest would be covered in hickeys, and despite your smile, you were getting restless.

So you moved your hand expertly down, squeezing it past his belt, pants, and underwear to find what you were looking for.

You squeezed his hard cock in your hand, and he crumbled a little, groaning louder against your skin. You let him rut into your hand for a moment before continuing, mercilessly, “Feel that, baby? You’re so ready for me,” your voice was sweet, but your smile was sly. Your poor baby was groaning and leaking into your hand, unable to shy away, and you knew you’d win. “To make me yours, right?” He bit harder on your clavicle, and you chuckled, amused by his annoyance. “Look at you pretending to be mad…” You leaned to whisper into his ear, “But you can’t stop fucking my hand—”

He suddenly moved away from your chest and wrapped a hand around your neck. He faced you so closely, your noses touched, but the dynamics weren’t necessarily inverted yet. Despite his hand on your neck or your vulnerability, his hard cock was still in your hand, and you knew how to make him kneel.

And you made that point by jerking him off a bit more, squeezing so hard, you knew it could have hurt anyone else, but not him. All he could do was fight back the pleasure with a mask of indifference, but you saw right through him.

“You’re dying to bury yourself inside me, aren’t you?” Your tone was taunting, and his dark eyes only riled you up more. “Come on, give yourself what you want most.”

He chuckled, and moved to whisper into your ear, “You think that’s you?”

You smirked, “I know it’s me.”

He was already biting down your earlobe; he hummed, “Maybe I should teach you a lesson.”

You let your head fall back to the wall with a laugh, “You’re welcome to try.”

Your laugh didn’t last long; with a hand around your neck, firmly pinning you, Taehyung took the other to raise your dress and reach your throbbing core. You bit your lip while you waited, defiance mixed with anticipation in your glistening eyes. He saw this too, and despite his harshness to pull aside your clothes and underwear and shove two fingers inside you, you could only crumble and pray not to unravel too soon. You moaned desperately, turned on by absolutely everything: his harsh fingers inside you, the sloppy sounds from your cunt, his firm hand around your neck keeping you vulnerable to him, your tits half out of your bra and dress, covered in hickeys, and his stone-hard leaking cock in your hand inside his pants.

His dark eyes on yours were unsurmountable walls, dead set on teaching you a lesson, and you smirked yet again. Despite his rough handling, he knew you loved it, and with just a few bucks of your hips, you’d unravel so fast—

“No,” he pulled his hand away. “Didn’t think I’d let you, hm? Not so fast.”

You didn’t answer; you were ready to beg and coo for more, but his fingers were inside you again in a second, making you keen. Your moans were desperate, and your face didn’t hide all the ways you were falling apart for him.

“You talk so big,” he whispered to your red cheeks. “But you fall so quickly. Look at you,” he whispered, and you couldn’t seem to open your eyes, so close you could pop any second if only he let you. “So close already, how pathetic.”

You only groaned, with your cheeks and chest burning at the insinuation, but as he added his thumb over your clit, you let go. You let your head fall back; you wouldn’t fight him anymore, you wanted him to take care of you in every way, take away every thought and responsibility, and to exist only to feel good in his hands, and make him feel good.

Your moans echoed in the elevator along with your obvious wetness, squishing around his fingers. You opened your eyes to see him, thinking how pitiful you must have looked, basically begging him with every eyelash bat to consume your very existence, but he didn’t budge. 

Maybe he thought there was still defiance left in you. 

“Think anyone else can do this to you?”

He bit his words between teeth, and you could only melt more, shaking with a wave that could start your rapture, if only he didn’t purposefully keep it at bay. You moaned, and let your free hand caress his cheek gently.

“Think anyone else can make you feel this way?”

Your eyes filled with tears, but you were so overwhelmed you couldn’t reply. His jealousy gripped your heart firmly, reaching a deep part of you that needed to feel wanted and desired unconditionally, irrationally. On the other hand, he was still rutting into your fist, edging himself just as he edged you, as though that torture was shared between you both. That was your Tae, your man, fulfilling you in ways you couldn’t even voice.

“Please,” you tried, but it was weak. You were trembling, melting, overheating, functioning at a primal level that could only feel him, nothing else.

You saw in his glistening eyes that he would crack too, especially as he nuzzled your hot cheek, “Think you’ll ever beg for anyone else like you do for me?”

“No, baby, please,” you stammered, supporting your hand on the back of his neck to keep him close.

The corners of his lips curved in the hint of a smile, but then he shook his head, nuzzling you, “No, baby.” He kissed the corner of your mouth, rubbing his thumb over your clit deliciously slowly just to make you keen unashamedly. “You told me to teach you a lesson.”

“I got it,” you breathed.

“Yeah?” He waited, seeing in your concentrated expression how you thought you would come, and he licked his lips. He knew you all too well, he’d keep edging you until he got what he wanted. “Tell me,” he insisted, drawing your attention again. “What have you learned?”

“I love you.”

You opened your eyes to tell him this, and his eyes flickered with a spark. He couldn’t tell if you were teasing him, pulling at his heartstrings, or genuinely crumbled and succumbed to anything that wasn’t your love for him. You smiled at his hesitation, knowing he had good reasons to think twice, and that was your undoing.

His fingers relented inside you, and he squeezed around your neck firmly, “You only learned that right now?” His tone was sharp, and you smirked, unable to stop yourself. Teasing him was too fun, even when you didn’t intend to do it, and having him all over you was the sweetest of rewards. He leaned over your lips, brushing them, “Such a smart ass you are.”

“You love it,” you bit back when he didn’t let you finally kiss him.

Your heart was confused between submitting to him or taunting him again, especially seeing how shaky and overheated you were, but then the world plunged. The elevator started going down and the sweats down your spine went from molting hot to freezing cold. You glanced at the panel, same as him — the elevator had been called back to zero from the fourteenth floor, where you lived.

You looked at him, ready to rationally deal with the situation, but all you found was a challenge in those dark eyes. Your eyebrow quirked quizzically, and his fingers restarted moving ruthlessly, making you jolt against the wall in surprise.

“I guess you have to convince me you’ve learned your lesson fast.”

You widened your eyes, the hot and cold shivers clashing on your lower belly, confusing you, “What?”

“You heard me.”

His eyes were dark and intent, and you almost cursed a cry. That was the serious Taehyung eyeing you intently. He wouldn’t forgive you if you failed, and you were totally adrift. The pleasure was undeniable, but so were the chills down your spine.

He bit down your neck, pushing his fingers so hard at your core, the contrast almost gave you whiplash. You wanted to scream; everything was mixing inside you in a storm. A minute ago you would have jumped and came hard, but now, with every inch the elevator went down, fear was gripping your heart.

“Baby, wait— stop— we’ll get caught,” you pleaded. 

“I don’t care,” he pulled away to look into your eyes, and you fluttered around his fingers. “Tell me what I want to hear.”

His voice was softer now, as if he felt the same torment as you, and you were sure he did. He was still hard in your hand, reacting to your core around his fingers as though it was inevitable. So you sighed into his cheek, his scent bringing tears to your eyes still locked with his, sparkling the same as his. You belonged to him, always had, always would. You knew that, and he knew that, no matter how much you teased him about it. But you had never felt it so intensely, in your spirit, in your soul, in your bones. So owned, both in pleasure and otherwise. And safe. Even if that elevator reached zero and the doors opened, he would love you unconditionally always. Your love was undeniable, even when faced with the possibility of getting caught. Even if it would ruin your life, your career, or affect his. There was only the truth, and you wouldn’t keep it from him.

“I love you,” you said, and for a moment he thought you were still being defiant. “I love you, I belong to you, I’m yours. I want you to hold me for the rest of my life. No one but you will ever touch me, I love you so much—” Your voice wavered, and he instantly pressed his lips to yours for a sweet kiss that had a tear running down your cheek. As soon as he moved away, you still managed, “I don’t care about anything else.” His hand moved from your neck to your hair, holding your head up, so your glistening eyes didn’t hide. “I just want to be with you forever—”

His lips smashed yours while his hand darted from your hair to the stop button, making the elevator shake to a halt. Then he pressed your floor again, and as the elevator went up, so did you. His tongue was inside your mouth, showing as much desire and desperation as yours, while his hand restarted fingering you roughly. Only this time, it seemed like you were a firework ready to blast once the fuse ended, and you wanted it. You fisted him harshly too, your hand so wet you doubted if he hadn’t come already, but by his ruts, you knew he hadn’t.

You thought you were set to come with him when the elevator stopped, but as it stilled, so did Taehyung. He gave you a last kiss, took his hand out of you, and pulled your hand from inside his pants. The doors opened, so you thought you’d make your way to your apartment and finish things there, but he stopped you.

Right as you were passing the doors, he grabbed your arm and pushed you against the frame where the elevator doors had retracted into. He spread your legs with his so that one was outside, on your floor, while the other stayed in.

You sighed, “Tae?”

He pulled your hair to the side and kissed your neck, then glued your ass to his crotch. You both groaned with his hard cock rubbing at you teasingly, and he pressed himself fully to you, groping your tits harshly, “We’re not done yet.”

He sounded frantic as he kissed down your neck, squeezing and rutting into you so hard, you wondered why he wasn’t inside you already.

You raised your head to tell him that when you saw him out of the corner of your eye, through the elevator mirror. He had his eyes closed, lost in kissing every inch of your skin he could, while he used one hand to release himself. You moaned just at the sight of his juicy hard cock, and closed your eyes in anticipation while you felt him fumbling with your dress and underwear until the tip was pressed to your folds.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he groaned, teasing you both while he got coated, and you only ground back into him.

He sounded desperate, but so were you, and nothing would stand in the way of feeling him again, of being part of him, loved by him, and used by him.

Your nails scratched the metal door frame, and you almost cursed and begged for him, but soon he was pushing himself inside you, and you groaned. He pushed further and further, giving you time to clench and feel the sting, adjusting to his girth, before finally tucking himself fully in, raw in your wet, soothing embrace. He tried bucking his hips, and you instantly keened, letting the stretch reminding you of how amazingly fulfilling it was to have your love inside you.

He didn’t wait a second to start fucking you in a demanding rhythm, grasping you by your hips, then waist, then chest, shoulders, neck, and even hair. His hips were ruthless, smacking into yours to fill you up every time, and you could feel yourself dripping down your thighs. You couldn’t stop moaning, and you didn’t stifle those down either, so drunk on him that someone could have showed and found you, and you wouldn’t have even noticed. All you wanted was the smack of his hips against your ass, the blunt shove of his cock inside you, pushing and dragging against your walls, poking you inside, turning your body into nothing but pleasure.

He leaned closer, changing the angle to hit your g-spot in a way that stole your breath, but not more than the words he grunted into your ear, “I love you so much. I fucking want you, you’re mine.”

You were ready to cry your love too, but then your eyes met through the mirror and the hint of anxiety in his hurt you deeply. His eyes quickly softened with his affection for you, but your heart couldn’t forget it. Teasing him was one thing, another was to actually hurt him or make him insecure about you.

“I’m yours,” you tried, though your voice was hardly your own with each moan. “Tae— I’m—”

His fingers had gone around your waist to rub your clit, and talking became nearly impossible. “I’m here, baby. I got you,” his voice was a groan. He was tucked so deep inside you that you knew he was holding his orgasm back. “I’m waiting for you,” he nuzzled your neck, and your eyes rolled back. “From the moment I met you, I’ll never stop— Never give up—”

Something in your lower stomach was about to explode, overheating you to the point you couldn’t breathe, until you snapped. You bucked your hips deeper, feeling the burst of your orgasm imminent, and you screamed. His fingers were the perfect push, and your core throbbed, sucking and pumping his pleasure out of him. He groaned into your neck, pressing you by your mound to sink on his cock as deeply as possible, and your nails scrapped the metal frame. His cock twitching deep inside you increased your sensitivity to the point that tears fell down your cheeks, despite the absolute bliss lighting up your body. The way he swayed his hips to jerk the last drops inside you, then pressed you closer to stay inside you and all around you, made you shake with a sob. That was how he loved you, attentively, completely, unconditionally. And you had stupidly hurt him.

“I love you,” he whispered incessantly as he held you and pecked your salty skin. “You’re everything to me, I never loved anyone like this.” You shook with a sob and his tone changed to worry, “Did I hurt you? Are you nervous?” He rubbed your hands and let you come further back into his protective embrace, “I’m sorry, baby. I wouldn’t ever let them catch us, I’d never risk your safety like that.”

You knew that, and it somehow hurt you more — that he’d do everything to protect you while you so childishly hurt him.

“I— I’m sorry,” you tried your best to stop your bawling. “I didn’t mean to hurt you or suggest that I’d ever want anyone else, I— I love you!”

He held you even harder, knowing you need that, “I know, I’m not mad. I was… worried he’d impose himself or something.”

“Jungwoo… He wouldn’t,” you sniffled, and before Taehyung had time to let his jealousy resurface, you continued, “I told him— I told Jungwoo I have someone. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize,” he said instantly, nuzzling your cheek with a half hidden smile. “I don’t mind.”

You nodded, still sniffling and cleaning your face, but relieved with his kisses and snuggles. Then you pulled your hair away from your face, and brushed the back of your knuckles to his cheeky smile, “Let’s go home.”

[dairy-farmer]

After seeing Tim repeatedly work himself to the bone, Bruce encourages him to pick up one of his old hobbies like photography.

"We can just keep it between the two of us if it makes you more comfortable, chum."

Bruce was not prepared for Tim to send him meticulously crafted, tasteful, and absolutely sinful nudes of himself in the middle of a JL meeting.

😍😍😍😍😍 yesssss!!!! tim's favorite subject was batman and robin afterall and that never really changed. but tim is also someone who tries to read between the lines so when bruce said 'just keep it between the two of us' his brain told him that meant bruce wanted him to send him nudes, not just any nudes though. high effort ones like where tim does his makeup and perfectly smudges it, applying velvet and puffy lipstick to look like he just got the life fucked out of him.

and bruce of course is internally struggling whether he should say this wasn't what he meant or keeping silent so tim won't get discouraged or be absolutely mortified. for the sake of preserving his son's dignity, bruce elects to say nothing. eventually he reaches the point of expectantly awaiting tim to send him his nudes because they are quite nice. he never deletes them even though he should because its not right to have them, but what is he afraid of? that someone will get through his ten layers of defense on his phone and just know that the file labeled 'grocery list for september' will be housing photos of his naked son?

all it takes is one time. bruce is frustrated, lonely, and horny. he's in another country on business and trying to find a movie to watch on the hotel tv to distract himself when his phone pings and a photo of tim, hand groping his tit as he's sprawled out on sage colored cotton sheets shows up on his phone.

and god bruce knows hw shouldn't, he knows its not right but tim is already sending these to him under the impression he's getting use out of them so what's the harm in indulging.

bruce stares at the photo, at the soft expanse of tim's skin, his little tits, his glistening cunt. bruce grips his cock that he slathered in lotion and pumps himself to arousal staring down at tim's picture and imagining sliding his cock between those velvety lips and into his hot little hole.

bruce cums harder than he has in a while. fifteen minutes later he's incredulously staring down at his dick that is somehow hard again.

bruce hasn't masturbated twice in a row since he was a teenager.

needless to say it takes a while for the shame and guilt to set in.

tim's next photo arrives while he's on the plane and bruce excuses himself to the bathroom of the private jet and takes his time taking in the new sight of tim.

the same happens with the next and the next photo. bruce keeps expecting to feel awkward or odd around tim but aside from the occasional bout of self hatred and guilt which is no different from his usual one- bruce allows it to keep going.

there are some close calls of course. the one that nearly stopped bruce's heart was when tim sent him a photo while bruce was in the middle of a justice league meeting. he's certain his heart skipped a beat because clark's head turned to him, brows furrowed in confusion, likely having heard bruce's heart palpitating.

bruce manages to school his features to give nothing away and only grunts when clark approaches him afterward. another time is when he's in the kitchen and his phone is across the room at the breakfast nook. it vibrates with a message and damian picks it up.

the words "it's drake-" barely make it out before bruce is across the room and snatching the phone out of a stunned damian's hands.

bruce could say something, could ask tim to only send the pictures at night but....he doesn't want to discourage him.

[heyftinally]

No, okay, actually I am going to write this rant.

The rupaulification of drag has directly contributed to why Chappell Roan is getting so much backlash for having basic boundaries.

Do y'all realize that one of the original ideas behind drag personas was that people could entirely separate their "real" (out of drag) life from their drag life?

It used to be unsafe to do drag. It used to be illegal. You could very easily be murdered for it, and nobody would even care because it was so stigmatized. Drag personas gave performers the much needed separation and safety between their two worlds. So long as nobody knew that Charles in accounting moonlit as Miss Betty Cocker, his job was safe.

Even in modern live drag you rarely see anything that breaks the immersion. Putting on and taking off drag happens backstage or at home. Performers exclusively go by their stage names while around audience members. Even the ones with social media followings who *do* share their non-drag names will ask fans to call them by their drag name exclusively (Trixie Mattell has said this before - the only people allowed to call her by her birth name are her parents and her lover).

But RuPaul, in seeking to spotlight the often unseen and unknown culture of the drag (and queer) community, simultaneously put queen's non-drag lives in the public eye as well.

Suddenly it's normal (when watching the show) to see Trixie labeled as "Brian" while in confessional. It's normal to see performers in their sweats and no makeup prior to performing. And it's normal for that part of their reality to be broadcast for public consumption.

As a dancer, let me give you a brief look at a show day for me. I'll show up to the show venue 2-3hrs before the show starts, wearing sweats or leggings, hair in a messy bun or ponytail, no makeup, with a bunch of bags.

In that 2-3hrs I'll warm up, do my hair and makeup, get into my first costume, and practice anything I want or need to review. The preparation for this is not inherently glamorous. It's work. It's a large mental load preparing to have an entire room full of people to look at you - especially when they've PAID to do so.

I don't want to be bothered during that prep time by anything that isn't directly to do with the show, because I'm focused on doing what I need to do to put on a good show, the same way any athlete has to "get in the zone" before a game. Would you expect to chat with Simone Biles 10min before she's about to take to the beam? I certainly hope not.

In the same way, RuPaul began televising that preparation process - what used to be relatively private time with friends and colleagues is now as much of a performance as what happens on stage.

So how does this relate to Chappell?

It's the same principle.

"Chappell Roan" is a drag persona. That's not her name at the grocery store, nor is it how she dresses to do so.

In the same way drag used to allow Charles to step into the office and be unknown as Betty, Chappell has attempted to follow in that tradition. And, outside of RuPaul, that's still how drag works. If you go to your local drag scene, you likely will never know who Sexon Thebeache is out of drag. You'll probably never know her name, what she looks like, or what she does for work outside of drag. Because that's how she wants it, and that's what's normal in the culture.

But because Chappell has taken her drag to "RuPaul" levels of publicity and notoriety, people feel entitled to engage with her in the same way RuPaul promotes engaging with the queens on Drag Race.

So when Chappell says "I don't want to take selfies when I'm not in drag", fans take it as a personal attack because there is no longer a respect for that separation of "drag" and "not drag". That line has been blurred on tv and online - where most people engage with most or all of their drag consumption - and thus the line irl has also been blurred.

It's not normal to know every single minute of someone's life. Taylor Swift is just as much at fault, and I could write a whole other rant on that.

It's long past time people take a hard look at their parasocial relationships and start trying to see celebrities as *people* instead of names that sing or act.

Let celebrities have their boundaries. They already get so few in the industry - basic human decency shouldn't be an expected sacrifice just because a lot of people like what you do.

[cashonlys]

⊹₊⟡⋆ HOYEON JUNG  +  SHE / HER  ⊹₊⟡⋆ blasting first love/late spring by mitski through their airpods is  nari yoon  . oh , you don’t know them ? they’re the [ twenty six ] year old  model  who just went viral for [ snoring while getting her makeup done at a photoshoot ] . yup , the one that drives a  2018 toyota prius  . i hear they’re pretty reliable  , but others have claimed that they’re quite  -judgmental  . that makes sense , considering they’re often labeled as the old soul  .

links tba .

musings wishlist visage headcanons

bulletpoints .

nari is the daughter of a 90s supermodel. though he's only famous in association with her mother, her father is a tech billionaire.

nari really never had the chance to question if she enjoys modeling. she started before she hit puberty and has been at it ever since. she doesn't know what else she would do besides modeling.

a lot of her identity is wrapped up in her mother's success. publicly, the media constantly compares her to her mom. privately, she tries to appease her. making sure her hair is always done, standing up straight, being gracious with her parents' acquaintances, not doing anything that would be perceived as bringing shame to the family name... her and her mom are pretty enmeshed. after all, her mother is an aging model who can only live vicariously through her past.

nari has always been the responsible one. her sibling is a bit of a shitshow (i'm thinking an older brother, will submit as a wc later). she never really got attention at home outside of making her mom happy by modeling and making both of her parents happy by being the exact opposite of her sibling. of course she's going to fall in line if it means getting a pat on the head.

she's openly sapphic. i haven't decided if she's bi or gay, but she's definitely more sapphic leaning than anything. she hasn't made any public statement about her sexuality, but she doesn't hide her girlfriends from the paparazzi either.

she can be a bit pretentious. sometimes she thinks she's the only rich kid who isn't constantly partying. she's a bit of a pick me, but for parental approval instead of men. can be quite sarcastic and negative.

aesthetic is a healthy balance of academia and glitz.

constantly tired. most likely to say yes to an opportunity or a favor just because she hates disappointing people. without makeup, she has dark eyebags. probably has been hospitalized for exhaustion once or twice.

she's not very good at letting her guard down on a basic level. like, if you ask her if you have something in your teeth, she'll probably lie if she doesn't know you well. can be kind of cold. she tries to say whatever she thinks people want to hear, but some people see through it. i mostly see people who are inclined to like her falling for it. think her parents' friends at their parties and interviewers.

outdoorsy (in a non-athletic way) and bookish.

app stuff .

nari is afraid of the vigilante. how could she not be? they're after her father's associates; her mother's longtime friends. she keeps begging her parents to move somewhere off the grid with her and her siblings, but they won't listen. as someone prone to side-eyeing her peers, she understands the killer's motives. playing armchair psychologist has only made a few point their fingers at her. as much understanding as she may have for the killer, she's hellbent on following the rules and, ultimately, murder is wrong. nari is the daughter of a 90s supermodel. thrust into the modeling world young, she didn't have a chance to develop many interests and she followed in her mother's footsteps. the media constantly compares her to her mom to create hype. before nari was born, her mother married the ceo of a tech company, taking the term 'nepo baby' to new heights. aesthetic: complaining but ultimately doing exactly as asked, wearing a jacket as an accessory no matter how hot it is, gold eye masks, taking yourself too seriously, venting on instagram, carrying coffee around like a pet, showing more warmth for plants than your neighbors

[freedom-fragrances]

Leading Private Label Cosmetics Manufacturers in India - Freedom Fragrances

Looking for a reliable partner to create your own beauty line? Freedom Fragrances is a top private label cosmetics manufacturer in India, offering premium quality formulations and tailored solutions. Whether you need skincare, haircare, or makeup products, we provide end-to-end services from formulation to packaging. Our team of experts ensures that each product meets the highest quality standards while aligning with your brand vision. Partner with Freedom Fragrances to bring your cosmetic ideas to life with cutting-edge formulations and sustainable ingredients. Contact us today to launch your custom cosmetics brand!

[daintydiaires]

DISCOVER THEN MAGIC OF NYKAA IN HOUSE BRAND

Besides being a hub for global beauty brands, NYKAA also has its own in-house brands and offers a wide range of high-quality products. Be it makeup, skin care or personal care, the Nykaa range is known for its affordability and superior quality. Affordable luxury

The magic of the Nykaa brand lies in the perfect combination of luxury and affordability. Unlike many premium products that come with a hefty price tag, the Nykaa range offers a luxurious feel without burning a hole in your pocket. The purpose of these products is to be suitable for different skin types and shades so that they are tolerant and suitable for everyone.

Complete beauty care

The NYKAA product line covers a wide range of beauty needs. From rich lipsticks, smooth foundations and stunning eyeshadow palettes to nourishing skin care products like serums, moisturizers and sunscreens, Nykaa has something for everyone. Their Nykaa Naturals line focuses on organic, natural ingredients, perfect for skincare enthusiasts who prefer a more eco-friendly approach to their daily care. New trends and cruelty free

Nykaa products are also popular. Whether it's the latest matte lipstick, dewy foundation or vibrant nail polish, Nykaa is quick to innovate and keep up with the latest beauty trends. Plus, the Nykaa brand is cruelty-free, meaning you can enjoy your beauty routine guilt-free, knowing no animals are harmed in the process.

why it stands out

Nykaa's private label offers beauty lovers the best of both worlds: innovative, high-performance products at affordable prices. It's a great way to experience luxury and quality, all while supporting a homegrown brand.

[naturiscosmetic]

Why Naturis Cosmetics is the Ideal Private Label Partner for Emerging Beauty Brands

For emerging beauty brands, launching a product line can seem like an overwhelming task. From formulation to packaging, the complexities of creating high-quality cosmetics can be daunting. This is where Naturis Cosmetics stands out as the ideal partner for brands looking to enter the market with confidence. As a leading private label cosmetics manufacturer, Naturis offers a seamless, end-to-end solution tailored to the needs of new businesses.

Cost-Effective Solutions for Startups

One of the greatest challenges for emerging brands is managing production costs. Naturis Cosmetics understands this, providing cost-effective manufacturing options without compromising on quality. With the ability to produce small batches, startups can test the market with minimal risk, making it a financially viable solution for brands that are just starting.

Customisation to Fit Your Brand Vision

Naturis offers extensive customisation options, allowing brands to develop unique formulations and packaging that align with their brand identity. Whether you’re looking to create an organic skincare line or a cruelty-free makeup collection, Naturis can bring your vision to life with their expert team of formulators and designers.

Speed to Market

In a competitive industry like beauty, timing is everything. Naturis Cosmetics helps emerging brands get their products to market quickly with streamlined production processes. This ensures that your brand can stay ahead of trends and meet consumer demand without delays.

For startups and emerging brands, partnering with Naturis Cosmetics means access to a reliable, experienced, and flexible Private Label Cosmetics Manufacturer that understands the needs of new businesses.

[herbiar]

The Function of Private Label Makeup Manufacturers in Realizing Your Beauty Vision

Introduction:

Private label cosmetics producers have emerged as important allies for companies hoping to provide distinctive, superior goods without the high expenses and protracted lead times usually connected with product development in today's quickly changing beauty market. These manufacturers provide the skills and resources required to bring a brand's beauty vision to life, allowing businesses to concentrate on creative, branding, and marketing while outsourcing the intricacies of formulation, production, and compliance to professionals.

Comprehending the Production of Private Label Cosmetics

The process of a manufacturer producing goods for companies to sell under their own labels is known as "private label manufacturing." This strategy has changed the game for both established and up-and-coming firms in the cosmetics sector by providing a quicker path to market with customisable alternatives that fit a brand's target demographic, ethos, and style.

Usually, private label producers provide ready-to-use formulae that may be extensively or minimally modified to meet a brand's unique requirements. Everything is taken care of by them, including ingredient procurement, packaging, quality control, and regulatory compliance. Brands may concentrate on the most important facets of their business, such as marketing, client interaction, and sales tactics, thanks to this all-inclusive solution.

Customization and Flexibility: Realizing Your Vision

One of the most significant benefits of dealing with private label manufacturers is the freedom they provide. Private label cosmetics makers may assist you in developing goods that are consistent with your brand's vision and beliefs, whether you're starting a luxury line aimed at high-end customers or a niche brand focused on clean beauty. Customized Formulations: A vast array of formulations, encompassing skincare-infused cosmetics and foundations and lipsticks, are made available by manufacturers. Brands and manufacturers can collaborate to adjust these recipes to meet brands' specific needs, whether it adding certain active ingredients, obtaining a specific texture, or matching sustainability objectives.

Custom Packaging: In the competitive beauty business, packaging is an important factor in product distinction. Many package solutions are available from private label manufacturers, enabling firms to express their style and leave a lasting impression. Scalability: Private label producers know how to adjust output to match the expansion of your brand. These manufacturers can change production quantities without compromising quality, regardless of whether you're planning a national rollout or just launching a limited edition run.

Cost-effectiveness without compromising quality:

One of the most major advantages of working with private label cosmetics producers is the cost reductions. A significant financial commitment is needed for formulation testing, regulatory clearances, and research & development when creating a beauty product from the ground up. Brands have the option to avoid several costly and labor-intensive processes by choosing private label production instead. Private label producers have already invested in infrastructure, formulation research, and compliance processes, making it more cost-effective for brands to produce high-quality products.

Speed to Market: Capitalizing on Trends:

In the beauty sector, trends change quickly, and a brand's ability to quickly bring items to market may make or break its success. Private label manufacturers may dramatically reduce product development time, allowing businesses to capitalize on new trends before they become saturated. These manufacturers can speed up the production process and guarantee that brands are the first to market with new products since they already have established supply networks, formulae, and packaging. Private label manufacturers support firms in being flexible and competitive, whether it's through a seasonal collection or a reaction to a popular beauty trend.

Regulatory Knowledge and Quality Control:

The beauty sector is subject to stringent laws, notably those governing product safety and labelling. Navigating these requirements may be difficult, particularly for smaller companies without in-house experience. Dedicated regulatory teams at private label makeup makers make sure all goods, whether they are for the US, Europe, or other markets, satisfy the essential criteria. In addition, respectable manufacturers priorities quality control. They have devised processes to assess their goods' safety, efficacy, and consistency, guaranteeing that each item satisfies rigorous criteria before reaching consumers. This guarantees that your brand's reputation remains maintained and that you can confidently keep your commitments to customers.

Sustainability and Moral Manufacturing:

As customers grow more aware of environmental and ethical behavior, companies must align with these principles in order to remain relevant. Eco-friendly, cruelty-free, and vegan solutions are increasingly widely available from private label manufacturers, assisting firms in developing goods that appeal to an increasing number of ethical consumers. From sustainable ingredient sourcing to eco-friendly packaging, private label manufacturers can help firms make responsible decisions without sacrificing product quality or performance. This collaboration aids companies in gaining the respect and allegiance of today's morally conscious customers.

Innovating using cutting-edge technology:

Private label cosmetics makers are frequently at the forefront of beauty innovation, utilizing the most recent advances in skincare, makeup formulas, and product development technology. These producers make ongoing investments in R&D, providing access to state-of-the-art components including peptides, plant-based substitutes, and hyaluronic acid in addition to sophisticated delivery mechanisms that improve product efficacy. Companies may use this innovation to distinguish themselves apart from the competition by creating goods that not only satisfy modern consumers' needs but also establish new trends. Modern technology may be incorporated into your beauty line by private label manufacturers, making your goods stand out in a crowded market, whether it's through long-lasting wear, sustainable components, or multipurpose items.

Creating Durable Brand Alliances:

Private label cosmetics producers are more than simply transient service suppliers; they have the potential to develop into enduring strategic allies in a company's expansion. By developing strong partnerships with manufacturers, brands may benefit from constant product quality, continuing innovation, and the capacity to grow as needed. Through these collaborations, businesses may consistently improve and broaden their product offerings, guaranteeing their relevance and competitiveness in a market that is always evolving. A reliable private label manufacturer can assist with the creation of new items, investigate new trends, and offer insights into the dynamics of the market as your brand develops.

Conclusion:

Private label cosmetics producers play an important role in helping beauty businesses realize their ambitions. By providing flexibility, customization, cost-effectiveness, and regulatory experience, these manufacturers enable companies to produce distinctive, high-quality goods that engage with their target customers. Working with a reliable private label manufacturer can be crucial for any beauty entrepreneur or existing brand trying to maintain its competitiveness in a field that is changing quickly.

[essentialoilsmanufacturar]

How to Find the Right Cosmetic Manufacturer & Wholesale Supplier for Your Needs?

A.G. Organica is a prominent cosmetic manufacturer and wholesale supplier based in Noida, India. The company specializes in a wide range of products, including essential oils, skincare, haircare, and personal care items. Established in 2019

Manufacturing Capabilities

A.G. Organica offers private labeling, white labeling, and contract manufacturing services. They provide tailored solutions for brands looking to launch their cosmetic lines, ensuring compliance with quality and safety standards.

Skincare Products: Anti-wrinkle creams, moisturizers, cleansers, scrubs, and facial kits.

Haircare Products: Various formulations aimed at maintaining hair health.

Color Cosmetics: Lipsticks, eyeliners, highlighters, and other makeup products.

Their manufacturing process adheres to ISO and GMP guidelines, ensuring high-quality production through advanced technology and a skilled workforce. A.G. Organica has developed over 2,500 cosmetic products and is equipped with state-of-the-art laboratories for research and development, allowing for innovative formulations tailored to market needs.

Commitment to Quality

The organization places a strong emphasis on using sustainable processes and natural components.

Their products undergo rigorous testing and quality control to meet both domestic and international standards. A.G. Organica is recognized for its ethical practices and commitment to customer satisfaction, aiming to deliver products that cater to diverse skin concerns while promoting holistic well-being.

Market Position

A.G. Organica is positioned as a leading player in the Indian cosmetics market, known for its high-quality organic products and comprehensive service offerings. They have established a reputation for excellence, making them a preferred choice for brands seeking reliable manufacturing partners in the cosmetics industry

A.G. Organica is a prominent cosmetic manufacturer and wholesale supplier based in Noida, India. The company specializes in a wide range of products, including essential oils, skincare, haircare, and personal care items. Established in 2019.

Here are some tips for finding the right cosmetic manufacturer and wholesale supplier for your needs:

Identify Your Requirements

Determine the type of cosmetic products you want to manufacture (skincare, haircare, color cosmetics, etc.)

Decide on the product formulations, packaging, and labeling requirements

Set a budget for manufacturing costs and minimum order quantities

Research Potential Manufacturers

Search for cosmetic manufacturers in India using keywords like "cosmetic manufacturer", "cosmetic supplier", "cosmetic exporter", etc.

Look for manufacturers that specialize in the product categories you need

Check if they have the necessary certifications like ISO, GMP, WHO, etc.

Evaluate Manufacturing Capabilities

Evaluate their delivery schedules, quality control procedures, and production capability.

Inquire about their experience with private label manufacturing and custom formulations

Ask for samples of their work to gauge quality and packaging standards

Consider Reputation and Reliability

Seek out suppliers who have a track record of success and satisfied customers.

Ensure they have a professional approach and prioritize client satisfaction

Verify their legal status, business licenses, and regulatory compliance

Establish Clear Communication

Discuss your requirements in detail and get a clear understanding of their capabilities

Agree on timelines, minimum order quantities, pricing, and payment terms upfront

Maintain open communication throughout the manufacturing process for smooth collaboration

By following these steps and using relevant keywords, you can find a reliable and capable cosmetics manufacturer in India that meets your specific requirements. Look for manufacturers like Akums, Cosmenova, Bo International, and others that offer high-quality products and excellent customer service.

For more information

Mob. +91 8929 440 683

Website: https://www.pureoilsindia.com/cosmetics-manufacturer 

[loxbagfactory]

The Booming Industry of Bag Manufacturing in China

China's manufacturing sector is renowned globally for its vast production capabilities and efficiency, particularly in the realm of bag manufacturing. This article explores three prominent sectors within this industry: handbag wholesale suppliers, shopping bag manufacturers, and cosmetic bag manufacturers in China.

Handbag Wholesale Suppliers in China

China is a global leader in handbag production, with countless suppliers catering to the international market. The primary regions for handbag manufacturing include Guangdong, Zhejiang, and Fujian provinces, known for their extensive industrial hubs and advanced manufacturing technology.

handbag wholesale suppliers in China offer a wide range of products, from luxury leather handbags to casual and affordable alternatives. These suppliers provide significant advantages, including competitive pricing, high-quality craftsmanship, and the ability to produce large quantities efficiently. By leveraging economies of scale, Chinese handbag manufacturers can offer attractive pricing models to wholesalers, allowing them to maintain healthy profit margins while offering consumers affordable options.

Moreover, the innovation and customization capabilities of Chinese manufacturers are noteworthy. Many suppliers offer bespoke designs, enabling businesses to cater to specific market trends and preferences. This adaptability has made China a go-to destination for brands looking to expand their product lines without compromising on quality or style.

Shopping Bag Manufacturers in China

The rise of eco-conscious consumerism has bolstered the demand for reusable shopping bags. China, with its vast manufacturing infrastructure, has become a pivotal player in this market. Shopping bag manufacturers in China produce a diverse array of bags, including non-woven, woven, canvas, and biodegradable options.

These manufacturers focus on sustainability, utilizing eco-friendly materials and production methods to reduce environmental impact. The ability to produce eco-friendly shopping bags at scale has positioned Chinese manufacturers as key suppliers for businesses worldwide aiming to meet the growing demand for sustainable products.

Furthermore, the competitive pricing of Chinese shopping bag manufacturers allows retailers to offer environmentally friendly options at a price point accessible to a broad consumer base. This affordability, combined with the quality and durability of the bags, enhances their appeal in the global market.

Cosmetic Bag Manufacturers in China

Cosmetic bags are essential accessories for many consumers, providing practical storage solutions for makeup and personal care products. China excels in this sector, with Cosmetic bag manufacturers in China offering an extensive range of styles, materials, and designs.

From simple, functional designs to luxurious, high-end options, Chinese manufacturers cater to diverse consumer preferences. The use of advanced materials and innovative design techniques ensures that cosmetic bags from China are not only stylish but also durable and functional.

Additionally, cosmetic bag manufacturers in China are adept at providing private labeling services, allowing brands to customize products with their logos and branding elements. This flexibility has made China a preferred manufacturing partner for many beauty and personal care brands worldwide.

Conclusion

China's handbag, shopping bag, and cosmetic bag manufacturing sectors are thriving, driven by a combination of competitive pricing, high-quality production, and innovative design capabilities. The country's ability to adapt to market trends and focus on sustainability further cements its position as a global leader in the bag manufacturing industry. For businesses looking to source high-quality, affordable bags, China remains an unparalleled destination.

[bizzybloger]

Custom Cosmetics by Dermat India

Introduction: In the dynamic world of beauty and skincare, customization is not just a trend but a transformative approach that empowers individuals to address unique concerns and express personal style. At Dermat India, we embrace this philosophy wholeheartedly, offering custom cosmetics that cater to diverse needs and preferences. Join us as we explore the beauty of personalized skincare and makeup solutions from Dermat India.

The Power of Customization: Custom cosmetics allow individuals to tailor products according to their specific skin type, concerns, and desired outcomes. Whether you're looking to create a bespoke skincare regimen or develop a signature makeup collection, Dermat India provides the expertise and flexibility to bring your vision to life.

Consultation and Assessment: Our journey begins with a thorough consultation and skin assessment. Dermat India’s team of skincare experts and cosmetic chemists collaborate closely with you to understand your goals, preferences, and any specific skin concerns. This personalized approach ensures that each custom formulation is meticulously crafted to meet your unique needs.

Custom Skincare Solutions: From cleansers and serums to moisturizers and treatments, Dermat India offers a wide range of custom skincare solutions. We integrate advanced ingredients and formulations tailored to address concerns such as aging, acne, hyperpigmentation, sensitivity, and more. Our commitment to quality and efficacy ensures that each product delivers noticeable results while maintaining skin health.

Bespoke Makeup Creations: Elevate your beauty routine with bespoke makeup creations from Dermat India. Whether it's foundations, concealers, lipsticks, or eyeshadows, we work with you to select shades, textures, and finishes that complement your skin tone and personal style. Our custom makeup formulations are designed to enhance your natural beauty and empower you to feel confident in every look.

Quality Assurance and Safety: At Dermat India, product safety and quality are non-negotiable. We adhere to stringent manufacturing practices and use premium ingredients sourced from reputable suppliers. Each custom formulation undergoes rigorous testing to ensure efficacy, stability, and compatibility with your skin, providing peace of mind and optimal results.

The Art of Collaboration: Collaboration lies at the heart of our custom cosmetics service. Whether you're an individual seeking personalized skincare solutions or a business looking to develop a unique product line, Dermat India partners with you every step of the way. Our expertise in cosmetic science and dedication to innovation ensure that your custom cosmetics exceed expectations.

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Can I ask/what led you to transitioning twice? If you've already answered then feel free to link me so you don't have to type it all out again! Thank you

No problem! I did type up a brief “about me” a few months ago when I started this blog, but I forgot to pin it and I don’t think it went very in-depth about my initial transition so I will go ahead and re-tell it in better depth.

I do want to clarify that my first transition was entirely social, and thus my first “detransition” would be considered desisting and not a formal, medical “detransition”. However, I say that I “detransitioned twice” to clarify that I changed my identity from and back to female on two separate occasions, as I feel like saying “desisted and detransitioned” could lead some people to believe that I simply started identifying as female and stopped hormones only once and at the same time.

But back to my initial transition. As I mentioned it was entirely social and almost entirely online, save for one person I knew in real life (my at-the-time boyfriend). This was 2014-2017 and in the rural American south- transgender was NOT a thing in our mainstream (by 2017 there were occasional mentions of it but it was still rather obscure and certainly not something that happened in middle or elementary schools).  Homosexual relationships were barely tolerated. I should mention I was also a closeted lesbian/bisexual- I didn’t know at the time that those two labels were different, but I knew that I liked girls in a much different way than I “liked”(envied and wanted to be friends with) boys. The only reason I had the “boyfriend” that I mentioned earlier was so that I could make friends with more boys, as girls did NOT like me. This was for multiple reasons: 1) I was an undiagnosed autistic. I only “knew” how to talk about arthropods, horses, and anime. The preppy rich girls at the private k-12 school that I earned a scholarship to did not want to talk about any of those 2) as I mentioned before, I was a “scholarship student”(aka someone who did not have much money and was from a family that lived “out in the country”) which meant that I did not go on interesting vacations, have a boat that everyone could hang out on, wear super expensive clothes and makeup, ect and 3) (once everyone found out) I was a lesbian. Girls did not want to be near me once they learned that I had a crush on another girl. I will not go into heavy detail but there was also an incident where multiple girls who were part of a Christian worship group attacked me after school for being a lesbian. (That was not the only time I was attacked at school for not being straight, but the other time was by a boy. That time was more intense and the school got involved and I came within a hair of being outed to my parents.) On top of this, my family was HEAVILY involved in the Baptist church, and thus not open to anyone (let alone their child) being LGBT

So clearly, being openly gay or transgender was NOT an option in my environment if I valued my safety. Also, no child wants to loose the home and family that they love! Even if you are uncomfortable in your body and jealous every day of the boys that you go to school with, you are 12 (or 13 or 14 or 15) and you would still rather have a bed to sleep in at night and food and parents that do not hit you most of the time than nothing. (That is another trend I tend to see with these openly trans children- none of them seem to have parents who would hit or abuse them for “acting out of line”, “associating that with our family”, ect…. Heh, they really don’t know “oppression”.)

So what was I to do in such a hostile environment? Go to the Internet of course! Online forums where I first learned of being transgender and already had transgender friends there- except some of my irl friend already knew my account names, and I couldn’t risk them telling their parents. So I made new accounts on the same sites but with a different name, pronouns, and often a different age. Eventually I told my online friends about my new accounts, but kept them hidden from my irl friends so that my irl friends only knew my first account (where I was a girl) and my online friends interacted with my through my new account (where I was a boy). I firmly believed that I was supposed to be a boy, and thought that when I got away from my parents, I would be able to transition and all my problems would be solved. Every night I would pray to God that he would make me intersex or make my body produce more testosterone somehow, so that I would look and sound more like a boy, since it would be years before I would be able to transition. I would “practice binding” using methods I saw online (such as the “sports bra method”) when my parents were asleep. (TRIGGER WARNING FOR SELF HARM) I should mention that I also experienced severe dysphoria involving my genitals, and would self harm them.

I should note that I WAS seeing a therapist at the time but she only diagnosed me with social anxiety (not even autism! Despite me telling her about how every child in my school hated me and I had no friends) and eventually for the abuse that my siblings and I were experiencing from our parents (my stepmom specifically would become violent towards me and later my brother during my middle and early high school years). So why didn’t I tell her about the gender dysphoria and self harm? Simple! We were still in the south, and she was a……. You guessed it! Christian “therapist”. 🫠

Right before high school (I was 15) I went on a field trip where I had to spend a lot of time with the girls in my grade. It made me soooooo dysphoric but I could not tell anyone because of the risk that it posed to my safety if my parents found out. I was terrified and so convinced that all the girls somehow knew that I was actually trans, even though I was still dressing (somewhat) like a girl and using a girls name. I thought that they knew that I knew I was trans, and they hated me for continuing to pretend to be a girl. Being with the boys during the times that I could on that trip made me feel so much better. It relieved me to pretend to be one of them, even if from the shadows. That trip really “cemented” in me that I was actually a boy, so when I got home from the trip I decided that I needed to break the news to my boyfriend (we were not allowed to have our phones for the duration of the trip). I don’t remember the conversation very well, but it went something like this.

Me: Hey, I love you and I need to tell you something

Him: Sure, what is it?

Me: I’m pretty sure I am actually a boy.

Him: No you are not.

Me: I really think I am. None of the girls like me and I don’t act like a girl or enjoy girly things. I am sorry if you don’t love me for this.

Him: I would love you even if you were a boy, but you’re not a boy. I am a boy, so if you were a boy I would know. If you tell everyone that you are a boy, then the boys will try to hurt you. I want don’t want to see you be hurt, especially by my friends. Please don’t tell anyone that you think you’re a boy.

It hurt me to hear from my closest friend that he did not believe I was a boy, and that boys/men would not accept me as one of them. However, this did not change my mind. I knew that we were in high school and this boyfriend would probably break up with me eventually. But I did heed his advice and continued not to tell anyone in real life that I believed I was a transgender boy/man.

As for my first detransition/desisting… It’s kind of hard to explain. I remember it but it was rather insignificant compared to what I’ve heard other people go through. It was maybe a year after I “came out” to the now ex-boyfriend. I was in the hallway in my school. The boys were walking past me and I realized they were taller than me now. I was jealous, so jealous, as my hight dysphoria was probably the most intense (possibly second to the genital dysphoria) dysphoria that I experienced. And then I just… made the realization. I realized that at this point it was too late for testosterone already. If I wanted to have a man’s body, I would have needed the hormones years ago. By the time I would be able to get hormones and be able to transition, it would already be too late. I would never catch up. What was the point of chasing something unattainable?

So I went inactive on my trans accounts. I did give my new discord (where I would be cis) to some of the people who knew me on those accounts but it was only very few, only 2 or 3 of which I still talk to today.

Internally, it was a slow process. It started with just joking about being a girl. Then eventually, one day I went into the women’s restroom and realized I didn’t feel like an imposter! Then the “women in STEM” craze came along and I realized maybe I could feel more like a women with these girls. I learned to love my tiny breasts once they started to develop. I learned that not shaving my facial or body hair (something that I had always HATED being forced to do) did not make me more of a man or less of a woman. I still have dysphoria involving my hips, height, and genitals.

So that was my first transition and desisting. I did not expect it to be so long! As for my second transition and consequent detransition, it is unfortunately darker, and involves sexual abuse, manipulation, and drugs and thus I will be making a second post about it since this one is already quite lengthy and contains some heavy content.