#renjun smut

[nebularsung]

⭑ renjun learns so fast... ﹙+18﹚

when you first offered to be renjun’s “how to treat a girl in bed” teacher, you hadn’t expected him to be such a fast learner.

what started as a casual, slightly tipsy conversation between friends took a sharp turn the moment he shyly admitted he was starting to like someone. he didn’t want to screw it up if things ever got intimate, and he… trusted you.

you, being the oh-so-generous best friend you were, offered to help.

what you didn’t expect was for him to agree right away, eyes sparkling with that familiar blend of curiosity and mischief that always spelled trouble.

now, your back was arching off the mattress, a whine caught in your throat as renjun’s tongue worked you over like a man on a mission. he’d pinned your thighs open with steady hands, firm but careful, keeping you there as if afraid you might squirm away from the overwhelming pleasure he was giving you.

“f-fuck—jun!” you cried out, fingers tangling in his slightly-too-long hair, tugging with enough desperation to make him groan low into your folds. the vibration made your legs twitch.

he pulled back just slightly, lips and chin glistening, eyes blown wide and pupils dilated. his mouth curved into a smug grin as he pressed a soft kiss just above your clit, warm breath making you shiver.

“am i doing good?” his voice was breathy, a little hoarse, and way too innocent for someone who just made your vision blur. you could barely nod—words were impossible when your brain felt like it was dripping out of your ears. 

renjun chuckled, a little too pleased with himself. “that’s not a no,” he murmured, fingers teasing along your inner thigh.

you squinted at him through a hazy, pleasure-drunk glare. “you were… supposed to be learning,” you managed to pant, trying not to melt into the bed entirely.

he leaned up just enough to kiss the corner of your mouth, fingers now slowly sliding through your slick folds, teasing—not giving you what you wanted, not yet.

“i am learning,” he said sweetly, curling a finger just slightly to test your reaction. “you’re a very hands-on teacher, darling.” you hissed at the pet name, one hand curling around his bicep as he finally slid a finger inside you. he watched you like you were the most fascinating thing in the world, lips parted in awe as he felt your walls clench.

“holy shit,” he whispered. “you feel… unreal.”

you whimpered, head falling back into the pillow.

“and you’re so wet,” he added, almost reverently. “is it bad that i don’t wanna stop yet? you’re just… so pretty like this.”

his second finger joined the first, stretching you open in slow, careful thrusts. his gaze never left your face—not even for a second. and the way his voice dipped a little lower, like he couldn’t help but praise you, made something flutter deep in your stomach.

“you’re making it hard to focus,” you whispered, breath catching.

he smirked and leaned down to kiss you softly—sweetly, like you weren’t already falling apart beneath him. “then i’m not doing it right. i want you to lose focus completely…”

your breath hitched as renjun’s fingers moved with more confidence, curling just right, brushing that spot inside you that made your toes curl and your legs try to clamp shut around his wrist.

“jun—fuck, right there, don’t stop—” you choked out, hips rolling helplessly into his touch. your hands were still in his hair, pulling, anchoring yourself to something as your body buzzed with tension.

he groaned at the way your walls fluttered around his fingers, his mouth dragging hot kisses across your stomach, up your ribs, taking his time as if he was memorizing you with his lips. “you say that like i’d ever wanna stop,” he breathed against your skin. “you’re too good like this. too pretty.”

you whined, tilting your hips, desperate for more.

and renjun gave it to you—eagerly.

his fingers pumped harder, faster, until you were panting and gasping and nearly sobbing his name. then he slid down again, tongue flicking out to circle your clit with slow, teasing licks. his fingers didn’t falter inside you, and now his mouth was back, sinful and warm and knowing.

you felt dizzy. overwhelmed.

“renjun, i’m gonna—” you cried out, back arching off the bed as the pleasure started to crest, full and heavy and all-consuming.

“let go,” he said against you, voice firm, gentle. “wanna feel you cum around my fingers, baby.”

that was all it took. you came hard around his fingers, a trembling, moaning mess, your body shaking as he worked you through every wave, tongue and fingers relentless.

and even as you were still catching your breath, heart hammering in your chest, he didn’t pull away.

he looked up from between your thighs, lips slick, eyes dark with want. slowly, he kissed the inside of your thigh—then the other—and murmured, “you still gonna teach me, or can i show you what i’ve learned so far?”

you blinked at him, dazed. “jun…”

“i want to fuck you, sweets,” he said, voice low, soft, reverent. “not just to learn anymore. i want you. all of you.” his hands slid up your thighs again, coaxing them apart. “please,” he added, kissing your hip. “let me?”

you barely had time to recover before renjun was hovering over you, his body sliding between your trembling thighs. his mouth was on yours in a deep, hungry kiss—tongue tasting the moans off your lips like he couldn’t get enough. you could still taste yourself on him, the heat of his skin pressed against yours like fire.

he didn’t ask again. he didn’t need to.

his cock was heavy, hard against your thigh, and when he finally slid inside—slow and deep, inch by aching inch—you cried out, nails raking down his back as your walls clung to him instantly.

“shit—fuck, you feel too good,” he groaned into your neck, his voice tight, strained. “like you were made for me.”

your back arched as he bottomed out, deep and full and perfect. he stayed there, buried inside you, hips pressed to yours as he looked down at you with something raw and intense in his eyes.

you reached up to cup his flushed cheeks, brushing damp hair from his forehead, but before you could say anything, he whispered:

“you really thought it was about some random girl?”

you blinked up at him, breathless.

renjun smiled—just a little, crooked, almost shy—but his eyes never left yours. “it was always you. i’ve been in love with you for months.”

your heart stopped. your body clenched around him involuntarily.

he hissed, gripping your hips tighter, holding you still as he pulled back, then thrust into you again—harder this time, more sure.

“you think i’d let just anyone teach me how to touch a girl?” he growled into your ear, fucking you now in deep, rough strokes that made you cry out with every push. “i wanted you to touch me. i wanted you to be the first, the only. because no one else makes me feel like this.”

you whimpered, legs wrapping tighter around him, urging him deeper, closer, more. “renjun…”

he grabbed your face, kissed you again like he needed it to breathe.

“i’m not learning anymore,” he said, hips snapping against yours with delicious force. “i’m taking you—because i’ve wanted you for too damn long. and now that i’ve got you, i’m not letting go.”

you gasped when he hit your sweet spot again, over and over, eyes rolling back, your body melting into his, lost in the rough rhythm of his thrusts and the broken praises falling from both your lips.

“mine,” he whispered, forehead against yours. “say it—tell me you’re mine.”

you barely managed a nod, choked and desperate.

“i’m yours,” you whispered back, eyes glossy with tears and need. “all yours, renjun.”

｜ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𖹭 since you didnt give me a genre anon... i did a smut 😞 hope there's no problemmm ALSO SUPER HOT THIS KIND OF RENJUN TOO TYSM ANON I LOVE MY MAN!!! REQUEST MORE REQUEST MORE!!!

★ @lyvhie @spacejip @zhapire @onriyuview @dinosaurtoothbrushwithninjasauce

[nmhdreamscape]

bf!dreamies react to you posting a thirst trap to your socials

pairing | idol!dreamies x fem!reader

content | suggestive? smut? i don’t know what to call it but minors dni

notes | jeno fic is taking a little longer than i thought so here's this for the mean time! trying to psyche myself up to writing the actual smut bit >_<

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requests and asks are open!

[luvyeni]

⠀ ( drabble ) mines, all mines ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 黄仁俊 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ renjun is super affectionate with you , but he’s also jealous of haechan calling you pretty  ヾ

boyfriend!renjun・ reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ unprotected sex, jealous ‎ renjun, dirty talk wc ・ ‎0.5k ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

request. dream being confused when jealous!renjun is affectionate and teases him for touchin u up when he doesnt do it with them so he fucks u for letting his friends flirt with u and stuff 😩‼️

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 i hope you like it <3 !!!

“baby.” renjun pulled you into his lap for like the fifth time that day. “baby i miss you.” you chuckled, running your fingers through his hair. “jun i’ve been here with you all day.” you smiled kissing the top of your man’s head.

“ew oh my god.” haechan said, fake gagging on your couch. “get a room, no one wants to see you two be all lovey dovey.” you rolled your eyes, renjun mumbled a bunch of insults under his breath. “you’re in my girlfriends apartment, i will touch her as much as i want, you get out.” he snapped, wrapping his arms around your waist. “jun stop.” you calmed him down.

“you know yn you have to be one of the luckiest girls in the world.” jaemin said. “really? why is that?” you questioned. “because you’re the only person in this room who’s ever had the joy of renjun affection.” you chuckled, your boyfriend on the other hand wasn’t amused. “shut up jaemin.”

“hey all im saying is you’ve never held us like that.” the boy held his hands up in defense. “because you aren’t fucking him thats why.” jeno said. “a pretty girl like yn, yeah i’d make sure to give her all my attention.” now you knew haechan didn’t mean any harm, but this seemed to piss renjun off. “hyuck, shut the fuck up.” you rubbed his shoulders to calm him down. “be calm im just saying you’re lucky to have a pretty girlfriend.” renjun knew you would never give him the time a day — but the way you smiled at the comment just made him mad.

“alright it’s time to go guys.” you could tell they were riling the boy up. “what? it’s still 15 minutes of the game left.” mark said, they all whined, complaining. “yeah, but if you guys keep going none of us will make it to the end.” they all groaned, getting up. “i know, i know.” you said guiding them to the door. “next week bring duct tape for hyucks mouth.” chenle spoke up. “next time we won’t fucking bring him.” you laughed. “is it a crime to call a pretty girl pretty?” you shook your head. “when her boyfriend is sitting right there?” jisung said. “yes.”

you closed the door on them; ready to turn to clean up their mess — instead you were met with your boyfriend. “jun?” he was standing there, and you could tell he wasn’t happy. “don’t be upset.” you tried to reason with him, but you could tell in his eyes he was already there, which made your stomach bubble with excitement. “bedroom. now.” you already knew what that meant.

“you think it’s funny?” he had your cheek pressed against your pillow. “wh-what junie?” he slapped your ass making you yelp. “don’t play fucking stupid.” he snapped. “smiling at haechan basically flirting with you, smiling like you’re so desperate to be fucked by him or something.”

“n-not true.” you stuttered out. “is it? cause you’re soaked, thinking about him fucking you?” the feeling of your boyfriend's cock teasing your hole. “no!” you said. “jun please fuck me.” you desperately pleaded with him to fill you with his cock. “please.”

you gasped feeling him enter you— making you take him fully. “shit.” he hissed, gripping your hips. “yeah , fuck he can’t fuck you like this.” he groaned , his cock dragging along your walls , bullying your gspot. “he can’t fuck you like the whore you are.” you moaned. “o-only for you.”

“fuck. that’s right, this pussy is only mine to fuck.” he groaned. “no one will ever be able to fuck you like i can.” you moaned out, his hand coming up to your hair, yanking it back. “understand me?” he gritted in your ear. “fuck jun yes!” you squealed , clenching around him. “fuck im not gonna last.”

his balls slapped against your clit , his head thrown back as he fucked into you. “fuck im gonna cum.” he moaned. “cum with me.” he demanded. “cum.” your head fell against the bed, body convulsing as you came. “shit.” he slammed into you, a song of curse words flowing from his mouth, his stomach tightening as he came. “oooh shit.” he dragged out as he painted your insides white, his body slumped over yours as you both searched for air , coming down from your blissful highs, kissing your neck down to your shoulders. “mines, mines, mines.” he repeated into your ear softly.

“you’re all mines.”

©️LUVYENI

[jjwistar]

ཐི NCT DREAM P LINKS ཋྀ

jeno can't take it anymore; you drive him crazy

haechan wants to feel you everywhere, so he goes nice, deep & slow

renjun's weakness is skirts, so getting to fuck you in one makes him feral

jaemin knows exactly how to take care of your bratty attitude

chenle loves to hear just how deep he is in your guts, doing his best to get you wailing

jisung is so stressed out, he needs a break from the school work

mark just can't wait to get in your shared apartment, he needs you here and now

[withlovemark]

“anything i want”

synopsis -> the birthday boy wants one thing and one thing only. for you to finally sit on his face.

warnings: smut! oral female receiving, handjob (barely)

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“babe, remember when you promised you’d do anything i wanted today?,” your boyfriend renjun! walks into your shared room, capturing your attention, “i know what i want to do,” you sit up on your bed, tossing your phone to the side, giving the boy your full attention, “and what do you want to do?,” you ask, curiosity oozing out of you.

“i want you to finally sit on my face,” he says, an innocent smile placed on his lips.

“renjun-,” you start, not comfortable with the idea.

“c’mon baby,” he quickly cuts you off, closing the distance and taking a seat right next to you, hands going around yours, “we’ve been together for a year now and we still haven’t done that and you said we could do anything i wanted!,” he pleads, almost begging.

“-but i told you before renjun, im not comfortable with it,” you sigh, staring at your interlaced fingers.

“baby, we’ve seen each other naked so many times and have done worse things, why can’t we try this one?,” he says confused — you’ve done possibly every position in the book except this and he just doesn’t get why.

“i’m heavy renjun, what if i crush you?,” you admit your insecurity, refusing to look him in the eye and he can’t help but let out a soft giggle — not menacing in any way, not in a way that he was laughing at you but in a way that he couldn’t believe that was the reason.

“i’m stronger than i look you know,” he comforts you, bringing your hands up to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

you know he was. contrary to popular belief, renjun was always in control when it came to the bedroom and in the moments you think you were it was only because he wanted you to be.

after a moment of contemplation, you look into his eyes and know that you trust him to do anything, besides it was his birthday and you never break your promises. it was time to push this insecurity to the side, “okay,” renjun immediately lights up, excitement coursing through him, “but if i’m too heavy or you can’t breathe, please be honest and push me off,” you pleaded.

“i’ll be fine, baby and if that happens, you know i’m always honest with you,” he smiles before connecting his lips on yours, kissing you sweetly.

his hands work their way around your pajama shorts, letting it fall down your legs as you kick it off before cupping your pussy. the pressure making you sigh against his lips, allowing him to slip his tongue in, deepening the kiss.

renjun rubs you up and down, your panties starting to stain against his warm touch before removing the cotton fabric and dipping a finger inside your cunt, testing the waters. you pull away from the kiss, a whine slipping out of your lips at the feeling of his digit curling inside you, “fuck baby, need to taste you right now,” he praises, quickly laying down and pulling you towards him, waiting for you to finally give him what he so desperately wanted.

“you’re really sure about this?,” you ask one last time, worry in your eyes, “it’s your birthday, i should be the one pleasing you,” you reason, a pout on your lips.

“baby, feel this,” he gently grabs your hand, landing it on his hard cock, “just thinking about you riding my face has gotten me this hard, trust me, you are pleasing me,” he reassures, and that was all you needed before finally climbing up, knees on either side of his head.

holding onto the headboard, you carefully lower your body, cautious to drop all your weight on him, until his lips were finally on you, tongue licking a strip up your folds, “fuck, you taste so good,” he admires before grabbing your hips and making sure you put your entire weight on him.

“renjun-,” ready to get off until he started sucking your clit, tongue immediately going in and out of your hole, eating you out like a man starved, “-oh fuck,” you breathily moan, renjun stealing the words from your mouth.

all you could focus on was how good his mouth felt — licking, sucking, blowing.

you look down at the sight of your boyfriends eyes closed, completely in bliss as he continues his actions, hands squeezing your ass. one of your hands finds its way to his hair, gently running through it.

he hits a particular spot and you can’t help but grip his hair, the action making him groan into your pussy, added vibrations making you lose your mind as you start rocking into his face, loving the way his nose would hit your clit.

“yeah baby, f-fucking use me,” his muffled moans sends you into a frenzy, your previous concern completely dismissed. selfishly wanting to reach your high, you bounce your hips faster, juices painting his face, “fuck renjun, f-feels so good,” you cry out, your grip on the headboard tightening, the pressure on your pussy never ending. you were so so closed, the coil in your stomach ready to snap, but you wanted him to come with you.

with all your willpower, you abruptly stop, “wait, lifting your hips up, renjun looks up at you confused and you admire the way his face was coated with your slick.

“you were close, baby,” he points out, knowing your body as much as you do.

“yeah but i want you to come with me,” you pout before carefully turning around, his face still in between your knees as you faced his body this time around, quickly pushing off his boxers, hands wrapping around his length.

renjun catches on quickly, grabbing your hips back down to his face. you feel him smile against your cunt before continuing his vulgar actions, mouth quickly back on you as your hand pumps him up and down, matching the rhythm of his tongue.

his whines against your cunt provided you with a feeling you’ve never felt before, quickly increasing the tingle in your stomach. your own moans filling the air, encouraging him.

you feel his cock twitch in your hand, loving the fact that you barely touched him yet you knew that your boyfriend was close to his own high.

renjun’s fingers made its way around your clit, pinching and squeezing, making you cry out, your grip on his cock tightening, other hand gripping his thigh trying to stabilize your shaking legs.

“fuck renjun, mm—gonna cum,” you moan, completely disregarding your boyfriends cock as you chased your own high, breathily gasping for air, rocking up and down your boyfriends face, toes curling, heat traveling through your body.

the coil in your stomach finally snaps, body slacking against his as your ograsm completely took over.

your boyfriend’s body quick to react to the sight of you, cum shooting out of his cock as he slowly placed you on his side, catching his breath, “that was so fucking hot baby,” he compliments, arms wrapping around your body as you laid next to him, still caught up in your daze.

eyes fluttering open, you were met with the sight of your boyfriends face covered in your juices, “i made such a mess,” you laugh, trying to wipe him clean.

his giggles mixing in with yours as he kissed you, tasting yourself in his tongue, “well, that makes two of us,” eyes darting down, you finally noticed his cum-stained stomach.

-

an: i’m back! i’ve been so busy this month i haven’t had time to write anything…it’s actually so upsetting but! i had to make it here for a neo birthday of course! and happy happy birthday to my cutie patootie renjun! (p.s this was honestly so tough to write like he’s a cutie patootie!!! >.< i can’t believe i was actually able to come up with smut lol)

[https-lvesick]

♡ ⭑.ᐟ 엔시티 드림 . . "merry christmas, loverboy!"

scenario . . ♡ you’ve been bragging about your christmas gift for the whole month and, even though your boyfriend had been arguing you couldn’t beat his gift for you, he was curious, after all, you were talking too much. he didn’t expect you to tell the truth. it’s the first christmas eve you’ve spent alone since you started dating, a few months ago, so you decided to prepare something memorable. he found you lying on the bed, completely naked, well, not completely since you had a big red ribbon around your breasts, offering yourself as the special gift.

content . . 𝜗𝜚 boyfriend!dream x fem!reader, first time as a couple! [mk] protected sex, praising, squirting, kinda rough sex, mark is lowkey a beast ♡ [rj] protected sex (in my mind), praising, breast play, renjun is a whiny sub ♡ [jn] unprotected sex, virgin!reader, big dick!jeno, power play, cervix fucking, creampie, jeno it’s too good for this world ♡ [hc] fingering, messy sex, mention of squirting, mirror sex, haechan is a bit of a perv and kinda mean (but wbk) ♡ [jm] fingering, cunnilingus, praising, jaemin is a softie and… kinda pussydrunk ♡ [cl] unprotected sex, implied breeding kink, mentions of children (as next christmas’ gift), GIVE THIS MAN A KID Y’ALL, chenle is completely obsessed ♡ [js] unprotected sex, creampie, clothed blowjob (?), slight size kink, jisung is needy

lola's notes .: oh, haii >.< i’m kinda back yippie! i’ve been facing terrible writer’s block that is eating me alive and i’ve been kinda… depressed bc writing is literally my favourite thing to do, (stardew valley, close your eyes) so it’s being hard for me… anyways, dropping this hc (which i didn’t know i could write on time) so you can enjoy it while i’m away! also, i’m closing requests for now :( i have like 8 in line and, as i said, i can’t write now, but i’ll do it as soon as possible. i have some other projects to do, so idk when i’ll open it again… well, that’s it, enjoy your holidays, my adorable “lola lovers” (you’ve been named by @lyvhie btw) and merry christmas! love y’all <3 (and wtf are these content warnings 😭😭)

Mark

as soon as he stepped into the bedroom, his mouth fell open. he opened and closed it several times while you giggled, watching your boyfriend freeze in the doorframe. he didn't know how to react. though he wanted to touch you, his mind wouldn't let him — not until you gave verbal permission, even though you were literally offering yourself to him. mark stood there smiling awkwardly, trying to hide his obvious arousal. but when you walked toward him, touching his arms and whispering sweet words, he melted. you peppered his face with kisses, running your hands over his body just as you'd imagined.

you gripped the bedsheets so tightly you thought they might tear. you knew your boyfriend had strong hips — he was a dancer, after all — but you hadn't imagined they were this powerful. mark had your face down, hips raised, completely lost in pleasure. he barely let you catch your breath between positions. you'd already reached one orgasm, and he was driving you toward another.

"fu-fuck, baby, slow down..." you murmured, feeling another climax building. you were already weak, but mark kept going round after round like he couldn't stop himself. his skills were undeniable as his hips snapped against yours in sharp, quick thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside you. your eyes rolled back as you drooled, completely undone, but he loved seeing you like this — pleasure-drunk and utterly satisfied.

"c-can't..." he gasped, sucking in a breath when you clenched around him. "been waiting for you my whole life. i can't stop, baby, i'm sorry." his voice was weak, matching his expression. mark truly couldn't control himself, his body moving on its own. "so pretty, baby... so pretty..." he murmured, gripping your flesh. you managed a faint smile at his praise.

one hand maintained its tight grip on your ass while the other traced down your spine, his touch ghosting over your skin before grabbing your hair and pulling you to him. his lips pressed soft kisses and bites to your shoulder as you reached back to hook your arm around his neck. mark buried his face in your neck, whimpering as he picked up his pace once again.

when your fourth orgasm hit, your breath caught, and suddenly you felt something warm and liquid beneath you.

"did you just... squirt?" mark asked, staring in awe with a goofy smile. "shit, this was so fucking hot." he kept talking, but you couldn't process his words, too exhausted to focus. he removed the full condom, disposing of it in the bathroom before returning to you. "let me clean this mess so we can enjoy a romantic christmas eve." he chuckled at your incoherent mumbling.

Renjun

he wasn't proud of his previous actions, but he had glimpsed you naked once or twice... It was an accident — or maybe he had peeked while you were changing. but seeing you fully naked for him now was simply mind-blowing. though he had a mental list of everything he wanted to do with you when the time finally came, he couldn't move. he was too stunned. when your smile began turning into a worried frown, he snapped out of it, walking toward you to cup your face and kiss you passionately.

jun had always shown you his strong and confident side. you never needed to worry — he was there, your super-boyfriend, ready to handle all your concerns. even though he looked small and fragile, he never let that affect your perception of him.

having him underneath you was heavenly. his big round eyes looked at you — especially your breasts bouncing right in his face — like you were the most precious thing in the world. whines escaped his plump lips whenever you rode him too fast or clenched too hard around him. it was all overwhelmingly satisfying and delicious; you wouldn’t want it any other way. turns out his gift was indeed better than yours.

he played with your breasts, squeezing the flesh, pinching and twisting your nipples, even licking his lips, eager to taste them. so you ended his torture. you bent closer and smiled gently at him. "go ahead, love." as soon as the words left your mouth, he took you in. renjun hollowed his cheeks, suckling your nipple, twirling his tongue around the mound, making you gasp when he nibbled it.

your hips rolled lazily on top of his, but his teasing made you pick up your pace. you placed your hands on either side of his head for support and soon you were riding him exactly how you wanted. you lifted your hips until just his tip remained inside, then slammed back down. renjun's whines were muffled by the flesh in his mouth, his eyes rolling back. a heavenly sight.

"jun... baby... i'm—fuck—close..." you whispered, biting your lower lip. he nodded vigorously, gripping your hips, thrusting back into you at a desperate pace until you were the one rolling your eyes back.

as you reached your high, you nestled your face in his neck, breathing heavily, still clenching around him, still hearing his whines. minutes later, his arms caged you as he pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder and whispered sweetly in your ear, "merry christmas, my love."

Jeno

he wasn’t surprised to see you like this — offered to him so openly. he’d seen you like this once before, back when you tried to seduce him for the first time. back then, he’d gently rejected you, saying it was too soon. he wanted you to be certain, especially since it was your first time. but now, as you lay before him, beautifully confident and presenting yourself to him on christmas eve, he couldn’t resist. not this time. you looked so sure, so ready to give him everything.

a soft gasp escaped your lips, a sound that sent a jolt straight to his core. jeno was slowly sheathing himself into you, mindful of every inch, giving you time to adjust to his size. your hands clawed at his back, drawing a hiss from him, though the sting was nothing compared to the intoxicating grip your pussy had on him.

“is it okay?” he asked, his voice gentle as he kissed your face. “i can stop if it’s too much.” he nuzzled his nose against your neck, breathing in your scent. “love, if it hurts too much, we can try another day.”

“jeno, babe, please, shut the fuck up.” you replied, eyes squeezed shut. “it is hurting a bit, but that’s fine. i mean, have you seen your size?” he chuckled softly, continuing to pepper your face with kisses, hoping they’d ease the discomfort. “just… move slowly, yeah?” you added, and he nodded, doing exactly as you asked.

his thrusts were slow and deliberate, each movement filled with care. jeno wanted this moment to be perfect for you, something you’d remember with a smile — or maybe something that would leave you aching for him whenever the memory crossed your mind. he wanted to mark you, to make sure no one else could ever compare. you were his.

when the initial pain faded, you urged him to move faster, to stop holding back. and he obeyed — because how could he ever deny his woman? his first move was to pin your wrists above your head, holding you firmly but tenderly in place. he loved the marks your nails left on him, but right now, he wanted to see you fully. vulnerable. exposed. his.

the shift in pace was overwhelming. he fucked you with a fervour you hadn’t expected, every thrust hitting deep, brushing against spots inside you that made your mind go blank. you were soaking, your wetness easing his way into you as his cock found its rhythm, pressing against your cervix over and over. the sensations left you moaning, eyes rolling back, utterly lost in him. jeno — usually so gentle and soft — was showing you a side of him you hadn’t known existed, and you loved every second of it.

when he finally came, filling you with his warmth, your body reacted instinctively. your toes curled, your back arched, and his name fell from your lips in a chant. he relished the sound, savouring every moan as if it were a symphony written just for him.

his chuckle broke the haze, followed by a cheeky question: “do we get more gifts on new year’s eve?” you frowned, opening your eyes to meet his gaze. there he was — your mesmerizing boyfriend, sweaty and glowing, with a grin that could light up the world. he traced his hands down your sides, leaning in close to whisper against your lips, “merry christmas…”

Haechan

you were already his goddess — his perfect little girlfriend whom he'd do anything for. he loved you more than himself and respected you like you were his owner (and you were), but he couldn't help wanting more. he wanted to touch your body and do even more things to you, and you knew that — haechan isn't exactly subtle about his thoughts or cravings. that's why you happily decided to give yourself as his gift. when he saw you naked, he moaned involuntarily, so genuine that you couldn't help but giggle. he tried to hide his growing boner, but it was useless, especially because you were smiling at him with that warm, sexy smile of yours that made him kneel immediately. he licked his lips and took off his shirt, ready to enjoy the best gift anyone could've given him in 24 years.

it was raw, messy, and definitely dirty. haechan was a perverted motherfucker with thousands of fantasies — you knew that — but having sex with him took things to another level.

he was always suggesting beach dates or pool days at his house because he wanted to see you in a swimsuit, or suggesting showering together — "jokingly," according to him— to save water. you caught his hints, obviously, and it just fueled you to tease him more. but now that he had the chance, he wouldn't let it go to waste.

he had you completely open for him, your legs spread — caged by his own — in front of the mirror. the sheets were drenched, as was his face, and you were already drooling, babbling something haechan couldn't care less about. he was too focused on your dripping core, which made obscene noises every time his palm connected with it. your grip was so tight on his thigh that your fingerprints marked his flesh.

"you didn't know what you were getting yourself into, baby..." he grinned, watching your dishevelled reflection. your eyes faltered for a moment, making you close them, and haechan stopped, making you whine. "nuh-uh, what did i say? keep your eyes on the fucking mirror and i keep going." he held your jaw, making you open your eyes and look at yourself. the shame had long since vanished, replaced by pure, raw pleasure and inhibition.

"but... it's too much, hyeok..." you whined, trying to catch his hand on your jaw, but it was futile. you could see his mocking grin.

"yeah? too much? then i should stop, huh? i don't wanna hurt my queen." as soon as the words left his lips, your eyes widened and a single tear rolled down your cheek in desperation. he'd been edging you for the past two hours, filling you with promises of making you feel good, satisfied, and giving you as many orgasms as you wanted — and he did, once. haechan made you squirt the first time and then... left you high and dry, begging for more. this wasn't how you'd imagined your christmas eve to be going.

"chan, please..." you whimpered, feeling his fingers circling your clit. "let me—cum..." you gulped before letting out a stream of pleas. when you felt his lips pressing softly against yours, you knew he'd finally let you release.

"now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" your moans grew louder when he inserted three fingers without warning, moving at a quick pace, curling inside you. "let it go, baby, give me another one. be a good girl and give me another one."

Jaemin

right, okay, you caught him. no handmade or expensive gift could beat yours. he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, admiring the stunning view before him. his smirk wouldn't fade as he walked toward you, ready to unwrap his gift. he wanted this to be the night of your life. fuck christmas at this point — you were his special event, and he would make it unforgettable.

"nana..." you whimpered, feeling your orgasm building. your boyfriend didn't hear, still devouring you like a starved man.

you'd been in this position for almost an hour now, lying in bed while Jaemin had his face buried between your thighs. before that, he'd explored your whole body with his hands, lips, and tongue. every inch of you had been kissed, licked, and nibbled. he made sure you felt special and loved — because you are.

"just one more, baby... i can't get enough of you..." he growled before diving in again. you gripped his hair, moaning loudly when he slipped two fingers inside you, fucking you while sucking on your clit.

jaemin wasn't even fully naked yet, still wearing his pants, having only removed his shirt because you'd begged. you needed to see him, to mark him. and there he was — your masterpiece, your gorgeous boyfriend covered in hickeys and love bites, just as he'd done to you. but you wanted more. you wanted to touch him, feel him, give him the same pleasure he was giving you — even more — but he wouldn't let you. not now. he was just too drunk in you to let you move.

just as he'd learned everything about you, he knew you were close — he'd seen the signs twice before — so he worked to overwhelm your senses. you came, releasing into his mouth once again, gripping his hair and chanting his name. he licked you clean before rising to hover over you, kissing your lips and letting you taste yourself.

"can my baby handle more?" he smirked. "i still have plenty of ideas to make this christmas eve unforgettable." he wiggled his eyebrows, making you laugh and playfully slap his arm. soon he crawled off the bed, stripping off his remaining clothes. you glanced at him, noticing a darker spot on his boxers. "yeah... i might have cum just from tasting you..." you scoffed. "what? you're absolutely fucking delicious, baby. how could i not when i had my face buried in fucking heaven?"

Chenle

fuck. you had just broken him. he’d lost count of how many wet dreams he’d had about you, how many nights he’d jerked off thinking about your scent, your taste. and god, he hated it. he had you. he didn’t need to fuck his fist like some desperate, virgin high schooler. but he couldn’t bring himself to rush you, couldn’t risk making you feel forced. so he waited. and now, this moment? it was everything. it didn’t take much for him to lose control, pouncing on you like a man starved.

from the very beginning — from the day you slapped his face — he knew you were it. his perfect girl. the one he’d love until the end of time, marry, have kids with, and spend forever building a life alongside. it was always you.

and now, having you like this — sprawled out on the bed, back arched, skin glistening with sweat, lips parted as the sweetest, most intoxicating sounds spilled from them — he felt like the luckiest man alive. he was making you his, satisfying you in every way a real man should — your man should.

your legs were wrapped tightly around his waist as he thrust into you with an almost desperate pace. yeah, chenle had imagined making slow, tender love to you, but his urgency wouldn’t allow it. he needed to feel you, to claim you, to pour everything he had into you.

“ch—chenle, fuck!” you gasped, fingers gripping the bedsheets for dear life. his cock was hitting every perfect spot inside you, and the pressure from his thumb on your clit was enough to drive you mad. why had you waited so long to let him have you like this?

“is it that good, baby?” his teasing voice only made you whine louder. he wasn’t even trying; it was almost unfair how effortlessly he could ruin you. you nodded breathlessly, and he leaned down, biting your lower lip before capturing your mouth in a searing kiss. your arms found their way around his neck, pulling him closer — as if he wasn’t already impossibly close. you were on the edge, desperate to fall over with him.

“don’t pull out, please…” you managed to whisper, your voice shaky as your release took over. your walls clenched around him, and you buried your face in his neck, biting down to muffle the intensity of your orgasm.

“not like i planned to,” he growled, his thrusts growing erratic. just a few more, and he spilled inside you, filling you to the brim as you’d begged him to. even then, he stayed, making sure he gave you everything he had.

“do you think we’ll be celebrating three months of our gift next christmas?” his cheeky tone earned him a playful slap on the back, and you shook your head, laughing softly.

“chenle, it’s too soon for that.” you brushed a hand through his damp hair, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. “but merry christmas, love.”

Jisung

boy would be shocked. he didn't even blink for a full minute. the only sign he was "alive" besides his breathing was his quickly growing tent. he didn't notice his body's reaction until you touched him. he whined softly, letting you take control and lead him however you wanted. but when he realized he could fully enjoy his gift, something snapped inside him.

you had been teasing him from the start — whispering sweet nothings in his ear, touching all his sensitive spots, guiding his large hands over your body to untie the ribbon around your chest. when you were fully exposed to him, his hands engulfed your breasts, squeezing them as he prepared to taste them, until you stopped him.

he whined, frowning as he watched you sink to your knees, running your hands along his thighs. "darling, what are you doing, let me—fuck..." the words died on his tongue when you wrapped your pretty lips around him through his boxers. it was the hottest sight he'd ever seen of you, and he was losing control.

you teased him with your tongue while squeezing him, maintaining eye contact as he pleaded for more. you could feel him throbbing against your tongue as he whispered his desperate pleas. he felt ready to burst without proper stimulation. he was begging for it — begging for you. but you weren't ready to give in just yet.

that led to your current position — bent in half, completely exposed, with jisung's tall frame hovering over you as he moved frantically. the thin chain around his neck swayed with each thrust, brushing against your face.

"fuck—sorry, love. am i hurting you?" he whimpered. you managed a faint "no." taking that as encouragement, jisung sat up, lifted your hips, and continued his movements while stimulating your sensitive spot.

you were so aroused that the sounds were obscene and loud enough to make you embarrassed. you'd never been this vulnerable with anyone before, and being this way with your shy boyfriend made you both embarrassed and deeply satisfied. his soft sounds merged with the wet noises, bringing you closer to the edge.

finally, he finished, every muscle in his body relaxing as he let out a satisfied groan, his head falling back. when you opened your eyes, jisung was hovering over you again. "you're so pretty..." he murmured, losing himself in your eyes before adding shyly, "but i finished inside..."

"don't worry. we're safe," you whispered against his lips. "merry christmas, ji."

"merry christmas, my darling," he smiled before kissing you.

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ cyborg! renjun x afab creator! reader; please let me help you...it's what i'm meant for.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ warnings: 18+ MDNI, nipple play, self fingering, whimpery and beg-ish renjun, fast learner renjun, making out, slight oral (f), pent up frustration being taken out on reader, p in v, creampie, not proof read, etc...if i missed anything let me know pls ;P

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You were stressed.  

Beyond stressed at that.  

You looked towards the papers in front of you with frowned eyebrows as you mentally cursed at them for making you so stressed out. you let out a deep sigh as you ran your hands through your hair before resting your head at the crook of your arm.  

Renjun assessed you from the corner of your room as he scanned through his system trying to figure out the exact solution for him to help you. He softly called out your name, to which earned a soft hum of a response from you. 

“Do you wish for me to help you in anyway?” he asks as he looks at you with the softest expression you have ever seen him give you.  

Great. You thought. I’m being pitied by my own creation. This causes another sigh to escape your lips before you turned your head to the side to fully look towards him. “I’m okay Renjun. Just —” another sigh. “— just having a hard time trying to figure out this equation here and nothing is working.”  

Renjun frowned towards you as he knew there was something more than this and he could not pinpoint the exact reason as to why this made his chest hurt. “But —”  

“Really I'm okay, Renjun.” you said as you tried to give him the best convincing smile you could muster.  

Not fully convinced at this point, Renjun lets it go as he knew it would cause an issue with you and he did not want to see you even more stressed than you already were.  

Renjun knew why he was created by you. At least he understood why you did. You were lonely, and just wanted someone that could love you and fully understand you as the way you were without changing who you were for anyone. But he could not understand why you never used him like he was supposed to be used for. It broke his heart, well his metaphorical heart, to know that you were hesitant to do more with him as he wanted to do so much with you. He just did not want to push you.  

You always rested with Renjun by your side in bed, it was your way of making sure you got your full rest. But for some reason, tonight you were having a challenging time getting that said rest. You kept tossing and turning trying to find the most comfortable spot on your bed. A sigh escapes through your lips, and you lay your hand on your forehead as frustration crawling through your entire body.  

A thought crossed your mind that made your body flush at the thought. You turned your head to the side and were met with Renjun’s figure sleeping soundly next to you. Blessing your past self in the moment for creating the program in which he would require a certain amount of sleep to properly function. Not wanting to waste the open window you had, knowing that in an hour or two, Renjun would wake up soon as his sleep cycle would be ending.  

You started to mess with your nipples through your shirt. As you continued to tease and roll them with your thumb and pointer finger, you gently removed one hand from a nipple and used to trace down your sternum and down to your navel, creating a ticklish sensation that causes you to sigh in content. You finally reached the band of your underwear; you slowly pushed your hand underneath the waistband.  

You bring your fingertips down towards your folds. Completely passing your clit wanting to further tease yourself and moved towards your entrance where you knew you could gather enough slick to mess with your clit. Once you felt that you had gathered enough slick on your fingertips, you moved it towards your swollen hood and gently applied pressure on it. A shudder of a moan escapes your lips at the pressure you were creating as this was exactly what was going to help you sleep for the rest of the night.  

Slowly, you started to apply more pressure as you started to move your fingertips in the way you liked it so on your swollen clit. Small moans escape your lips as the sensations you were creating were descending on your legs. As you started to pick up the pace, a loud moan slipped through your mouth which caused you to cover your mouth with your free hand and quickly cast a glance towards Renjun.  

Biting your lower lip, you remove your hand from covering your mouth and bring it down towards your wet folds. You started to feel around your slicked entrance, collecting as many fluids as possible around your fingers before you slowly slipped one into your entrance.  

As you started to pump your finger inside of you, one finger became two fingers inside of you as you continued to chase after your height. The slow starting out pace you had quickly turned into a faster paced on as you started to follow the pace you had on your clit.  

So, entrapment in your blissful world of pleasure, you failed to notice how Renjun stirred a bit before waking up fully.  

Renjun felt himself blink his eyes slowly, adjusting them a bit in the dark room. His senses slowly came to him and the first thing that did was his hearing.  

He could hear the way you let out muffled moans through your mouth, the squelching sounds that came out from your entrance as you fucked yourself with your fingers.  

Could this finally be it? Renjun wondered. Can this finally be the time she uses me as she intended me for? 

Renjun tried his best not to make his presence known now as he was not sure how you would react to him waking up and just listening in on you trying to pleasure yourself.  

So, naturally he waited. 

Minutes continued to pass and Renjun continued to lay idle as he heard you pleasure yourself. He felt completely perverted knowing that he had not made his presence known to you, but he did not want you to stop because...it felt like he was the one helping you reach your peak.  

You were about to reach your height when you heard the smallest sound of a whimper. Too into pleasure you just thought it was yourself, so you just continued chasing the feeling within you. Just as you felt the feeling tighten within your core, you heard the faintest whisper of your name.  

You turned your head to the side to see a completely flustered Renjun looking at you with such doe like eyes and a deep flush on your face.  

“y/n...” he whimpered your name again in such a breathless way that it completely took you over the edge.  

Unexpectedly, you felt your core tighten completely and release in such an intense manner that it made you see stars briefly. You knew you were close to an orgasm but, seeing Renjun’s expression and the way he cried out your name was enough to set you over the edge.  

Trying your best to catch your breath, you turned your gaze to Renjun.  

“How long —” you cut yourself off as you felt your skin flush at the thought of how long he could’ve been watching you. “— how long have you been watching me?” you question as you placed your hands on your chest.  

Renjun felt his ears heat up as he avoided your gaze for a moment as he didn’t know how to put into words the feelings he felt while watching you. “N-not that long.” He said gently and watched with a calculated stare for your reaction.  

You turned to face forward to stare at the ceiling as you tried to understand the situation fully and to put all your thoughts together. You knew that Renjun would wake up at any moment the moment you started to pleasure yourself but to be fair you didn’t think it would take you that long to finish.  

All it took was to look at him and hear him say your name. That one voice spoke in the back of your mind, though as much as you wanted to be annoyed with it, you knew it was right. It was right in the way that you were scared to even admit to yourself for a while now. You knew the reason why you built Renjun, and the sole reason as to why you created him the way you did. It was to help you get through the loneliness you had but to also help you with any pent up stress that you had. And yet...you never used him in such way as you started to see him as a human being.  

Renjun did have a program where he could understand and fully act like a human being himself, but you still held back just because you weren’t sure you were the one that was ready to take it there with him.  

So caught up in your own thoughts, you almost missed the way Renjun moved closer to your side and placed a tender hand on your face and gently turning your face to where you can face him.  

“Please —” his voice breaks. “— please let me help you.” he begged you as his eyes started to water a bit.  

You were completely stunned at his reaction. You didn’t know what to say or what exactly to make of this situation but, your body had a different thing to say in the matter. Before you could even fully process what was happening, you leaned into the little bit of space that was left between the two of you. You placed a tender kiss onto Renjun’s lips to which he recuperated back. The two of you slowly explored one another's mouths, trying to figure out the pace the other wanted to place.  

Completely enamored with the taste, Renjun couldn’t help but place his hands into your hair, slightly pulling on the strands collecting the moan that rushed out of your parted lips and pulling you much closer to him. Going off of instinct alone, Renjun pulls himself up from the bed and pushes your legs open with his knee creating a space for his body.  

The moment his knee made contact with your quivering nerves, you let out a whimper into the kiss as you involuntarily rocked your hips on his knee trying to chase for that delicious sensation that was overstimulation.  

Renjun pulled away from your lips and started to place tender kisses along the column of your neck along with small bite marks in between each kiss that only elicited the prettiest moan he has heard leave your mouth this whole night so far.  

I wonder what she would sound like when I kissed between her legs... Renjun couldn’t help but wonder to himself as he started to leave open mouth kisses down your navel and on each side of your hips. The moment his lips reached your lushest thighs, he couldn’t help himself but teasingly bite them as his hands slowly made their way down. When his hands reach your thighs, he grabs a handful of the fat of the thigh that causes a whimper to escape your lips as you prompt your elbows up to take a look at him from your hooded eye lids.  

“W-what are you doing?” you asked out of breath as you felt your heart hammer even harder in its place in your chest.  

“I wanna taste you...” Renjun muttered as he placed a small kiss on your clothed clit.  

Before you could say anything to Renjun, he pulled your panties to the side and kitten licked your sensitive nub. Not being enough for him, he licks a strip from your entrance up to your clit with the fat of his tongue.  

The sensation of Renjun just licking up and between your folds was enough to send your toes curling and your eyes to turn to the back of your skull. He continued licking and sucking your folds as his goal was to suck out as much of those delicious moans out of you as he can.  

Remembering the movements you did on yourself you reach your own high earlier, Renjun softly placed the pad of his fingers on your entrance as he only wanted to gather up as much slick and spit as he could before he pressed his slicked-covered fingers onto your clit.  

This draws out a high pitched moan from you as he started to create tight, small circles on your clit. At this point you were a panting mess as you wondered how he knew your body so well. 

“H-how —” you cut yourself off as you felt his tongue start to gather up as much of your sweetened slick as he could on his tongue.  

“I’m just applying the things I've seen you do on yourself.” Renjun answered between licks as he couldn’t get enough of your taste.  

As he continued, you felt your stomach tighten as he started to flick your clit. “P-please not like this —” you cried out as you arched your back off of the bed.  

Renjun stopped all motions and looked at you for a moment. “Do you want me inside of you?” He gently asks as he starts to sit on his knees, waiting for your answer.  

You nodded your head as you hurriedly answered him. “Yes! Y-yes please I want to finish on your cock.” you said as you looked at him with such a deep and pretty flush on your face, only making him lose his composure even more.  

Without answering you, Renjun rushes to lean into you for another heated kiss as you opened your legs wide for him to be able to insert himself between your legs. As the two of you fought for the little bit of dominance in the kiss, you started to push down at the sweats that laid on his hips with your feet as you felt yourself growing desperate for not having him inside of you. The same was being done with you, Renjun took hold of your panties into his hands and just ripped them in half as he didn’t want to wait any longer as well.  

Once you were both successfully naked on your bottom halves, you both pulled away from the kiss and looked down towards where Renjun’s cock was resting painfully hard on your thigh.  

Oh... you knew that Renjun was packing, for God’s sake you were the one that designed it for him. But seeing it for the first time in such way...it was making your mouth water at the pretty sight before you.  

Renjun was on the thick side of the things, with the prettiest shade of pink for his tip. A couple of throbbing veins adorned the side of his cock that you were just dying to feel inside of you.  

Before you could say anything to him, Renjun took hold of the base of his cock and guided it to between your folds to gather up as much slick as he could. Feeling like he needed his dick a bit more wet, he spat on himself, and your glistening folds a couple times to where he gave a content smile. He then guided his tip towards your awaiting entrance.  

Renjun started to slowly push his fat tip into your tight entrance that caused for a groan to leave his lips and for a moan to leave yours. He continued to push himself inch by inch until he was fully seethed inside of you.   

You knew Renjun wasn’t moving as he was letting you adjust to his size considering he didn’t fully prep you for his size, but how could think about him adjusting when you needed him to start moving or you thought you were going to go crazy at the stillness.  

“Renjun...s-so full.” you whimpered as you placed your hands on his shoulders and lightly dug your finger nails into them creating half-moon indents. 

He slowly started to glide against your gummy walls, and you swore you felt one of his veins thump violently inside of you. Renjun swore under his breath as he tried to hold in his load as he didn’t want to ejaculate prematurely just because of how your warmth was consuming him whole.  

You watched the way Renjun couldn’t take his eyes off of where the two of you became one. You watched the way his eyebrows frowned in pleasure as small pants started to come out of his mouth. Renjun’s gaze switched up to you to see how you were handling everything, and he swore he felt something within him snap at the look of ecstasy on your face.  

Without much warning to you, Renjun pulled out almost completely just leaving his tip inside of you and thrusted fully in one go. This caused you to arch you back off of the bed with a squeal.  

“S-sorry! Did I hurt you?” Renjun panicked as he completely stayed still inside of you as he wasn’t sure how to take your reaction.  

“N-no just — ah! — just felt so good.” you moaned out as you felt Renjun’s tip nudge slightly at your cervix.  

“Oh...” he muttered quietly as he looked down at where the two of you connected once again before he started to create a fast pace.  

Short, quick pants leave your lips as you tried to keep up with the fast pace Renjun was going at now. You felt more of your wetness sleek out of you as you watched the way he was completely zooned onto your stomach as he watched the way each time, he pounded in he could see a slight bulge through your stomach.  

You went to say something to him when he suddenly started to pick up an even faster pace and was hitting that spot within you that you yourself couldn't even get to.  

“F-fuck — mmgh! —  you feel so good.” Renjun grunted out as he took hold of your legs and pulled them over his shoulders, putting you into such a mean mating press.  

“Junie!” you cried out as you felt him go into a deeper angle inside of you.  

“Made me wait for so long for you to use me the way I was intended to.” he said as he pushed your thighs down further against your chest.  

“Had to fucking watch you fuck yourself with your fingers for you to even let me fuck you.” he grunted between each thrust as he pushed down on your hips, so you wouldn’t move an inch as he continued his ruthless pace on your wet cunt.  

At this point you were a complete squelching mess as Renjun kept fucking into you relentlessly. You felt your mouth fall open as silent moans fall through your lips as he continued to hit your g-spot with such precise hits.  

“Did you enjoy the fact that I was watching you the whole time baby, hmm?” he teased as he pressed down on your neglected clit causing you to arch your back as much as you could off of the bed. “Tell me baby, did you?”  

You felt your head move up and down numbly as you felt yourself getting completely dumb on his delicious cock. Renjun took hold of your face and squished your cheeks together in such a degrading way that you felt yourself clenching, causing Renjun to falter a bit at the sensation.  

“Use your words when I’m talking to you.” Renjun said as he leaned his face down to where your lips grazed one another.  

A breathless moan leaves your squished lips as you nodded your head which quickly followed a squealing response; “Y-yes!”  

“Such a good girl.” Renjun groaned out as he placed his lips on yours as he let his hand go from your face as it loosely wrapped around your neck.  

As the of you made out, Renjun created faster and tighter circles against your clit making you whimper into the kiss that he swallowed as your tongues glided against one another. Your felt your core starting to tighten signaling that you were close to your second release of the night.  

“I’m — ngh! Ah! — I'm close!” you moaned out once Renjun moved away from your lips to lean down and place love marks on your breasts before he started to lap his tongue against your sensitive nipples.  

Renjun knew you were close to the way your velvety walls start to contract against his cock in such a delicious grip that he was so close to blowing his load inside of you completely.  

“Can feel you clenching so tightly around me baby...” Renjun said as he felt his thrusts become staggering and somewhat sloppy as he knew he was also close.  

“Junie please, please, please come with me!” you whined out as you started to feel the tightening sensation become too much causing for tears to brim against your water line.  

“Fuck baby.” Renjun moaned out as he started losing all resolve in holding out as much as he could.  

With a small whimper, Renjun looked into your eyes, and you too saw tears brimming at his water lines as the sensation of cumming was all but new to him. You took hold of his face in your hands as you knew he was having a hard time letting go.  

“Come with me baby.” you whispered gently between the two of you.  

With one last hard thrust, he came with a mix of a whimper and grunt as the gentle, fucked out expression and words you were giving him was just the right push he needed.  

As you felt ropes of his cum start to paint the inside of your walls, it was what you just needed as your core tightened completely before releasing in such an Earth shattering orgasm.  

You felt Renjun start to soften inside you as you both tried to catch your breath. Renjun placed his forehead against yours as the two of you basked in your post-sex glow. Slowly, Renjun removed himself from inside of you with a low hiss before he laid by your side and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side.  

He gently moved the strands of your hair that stuck onto your sweaty forehead out of way, he started to place gentle kisses along your face before he landed on your lips, kissing you gently.  

“Don’t do that to me ever again please.” Renjun whispered against your lips.  

“I promise baby.” You whispered back to him with a small kiss.  

Renjun leaned down and connected your lips into another gentle kiss, sealing the promise between the two of you as he held onto you tightly by his side.  

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perv! dreamies x jisung’s gf! reader drabble

thinking about being jisung’s new girlfriend and meeting his weird friends :3

cw: honestly just unhinged behavior from them all… getting caught during sex (they overhear but you don’t know), mentioned cum eating and bjs, masturbation (m), almost a reverse harem but you’re loyal to ji (wc: 1.1k)

♥︎ honestly, the dreamies swore they couldn’t care less when jisung announced he had a new girlfriend. sure, they hyped him up a bit considering it was his first relationship, but they never spent more than a minute thinking about it, until they finally met you. stepping into his apartment and hugging him quickly before shyly waving and introducing yourself to the rest of the members. you were so cute, so endearing, but also so hot parading in your small outfit. how the hell did jisung do that? 

♥︎ haechan swore under his breath when you turned around to look at jisung nervously, the tiny skirt you were wearing barely covering anything, almost bare for all of them to see. later that night, he was up talking to mark, both agreeing that you were dressed a bit slutty, not that they were complaining. you must know how to get around then, right? they couldn’t be more wrong. you were worse than jisung, stuttering and turning red in panic any time haechan would approach you and try to talk to you. he truly didn’t mean anything bad later on when he’d text mark and they’d spend longer than they’d like to admit talking about how easy it’d be to corrupt you. you weren’t meant for jisung, your personality too shy like his. in haechan’s opinion, you needed someone like him to dominate you, make you feel so good. that’s what he tell himself as he stares at you with lust in his eyes every time you walk past him.

♥︎ mark wasn’t as obvious as haechan, treating you like a gentleman and holding small, kind conversations with you when jisung was busy getting ready for your date. you arrived early to their shared apartment, and wouldn’t it be so rude for mark to leave you all alone? for all he knows, jisung could take an extra half an hour simply trying on new shirts to impress you. you’d be sitting on the couch awkwardly for too long, and mark didn’t think that was an appropriate way to treat guests. is it more appropriate for him to sit a little bit too close to you, thighs touching as he rants about another track he’s working on? probably not, but you don’t even notice the way his knuckles are turning white from gripping the couch, wishing it was you he could be touching.

♥︎ jeno was gentle with you, always smiling in your direction and letting you rant to him about jisung as if he was your best friend, not your boyfriend’s. you honestly didn’t see him much though, considering he was also busy at the gym or working at the small cafe down the street. he always made sure to bring you special treats, insisting they were leftovers and it was no problem when you’d get nervous about his awfully kind offer. you’d never even notice the way he’d bite his lip when you’d lick the white frosting off another cupcake. it was just a strange coincidence that every leftover pastry resembled the white shots of cum that would lay on his stomach after another night of jerking off to you. he knows you’d be shy, taking your time and licking him up and down, or at least he thinks so as he strokes himself again and again.

♥︎ jaemin was like a more overbearing version of haechan, if possible. using the excuse that his personality’s always been flirty, he doesn’t even bother hiding his touches and suggestive words, sometimes even grabbing your waist tightly while you reach over to grab a cup from the cupboard. confusing his hands for jisung’s, because who else would be holding you like that, you blush and laugh a little bit, fueling him to press against you. it isn’t until you realize it’s him that you pout and step away, ignoring the cup you were trying to get, eyes never leaving the ground when you rush to find your boyfriend. you almost miss the way he smirks and follows after you, sitting down next to jisung when you both arrive at the living room, as if nothing happened. 

♥︎ chenle’s loud, bold but in a different way. his strategy is more focused on embarrassing you. leave it to him to mock the moans he overheard the night before coming from jisung’s room, imitating your noises in front of the whole group before laughing loudly. it’s to a point where you only initiate intimate moments with your boyfriend at your apartment, out of fear that chenle will be listening and getting ready to bring it up at the worst times ever again. what you don’t understand is how he even knows what you do with jisung, considering his room is the furthest from his, and you always try your best to muffle both your moans. the idea of chenle leaning against jisung’s closed door, palming himself through his shorts, ear pressed closely, praying he’ll witness one of your cute whimpers again to finish himself off, never ever crosses your mind, because that would be insane…

♥︎ like jeno, renjun is quiet, observing you almost every time you come over. he’s not mean per se, at least not like chenle who asks you the most vulgar questions about your sex life, no, renjun’s more curious. when you spend the night, and you’re in the kitchen the morning after preparing some tea, he’ll be there, staring at you and not saying anything. at first you found it unnerving, yet jisung insisted that he was just like that, and it was normal. your boyfriend’s words did little to ease the harsh glare of renjun’s eyes on your collarbone and neck, almost searching for any blemish, any proof that you’re not as innocent as you claim to be. when he finds out he’s right, staring at the reddish purple bruise laying under your ear, he’s quick to pour out what’s left of the drink in his mug, stepping away and off to his room, right next to jisung’s. what you don’t know is that renjun was already aware, rearranging his room for his bed to be next to the wall separating you both, just to hear you late at night. 

♥︎ neither you or jisung are aware of the groupchat the six share, long rants with detailed descriptions of their interactions with you, what they hear overnight, what they see when you both think you’re home alone, not bothering to close the door fully before getting on your knees for jisung. he’s innocent in the matter, at least that’s what you think. little do you know, he’s in on it, covering his face with his large hand to conceal the proud grin as he notices everyone checking you out. knowing he’s the only one who’s tasted you, felt you, and that’s how it’ll always be. if it’s enough to satisfy his friends, they can keep their little chats, at least he’s the only one that gets you at the end of the night. maybe when he fucks you extra rough at night, he’ll finally prove to his friends that he might be the youngest, but definitely not the most innocent!

a/n: a little sorry gift because i always say i'm coming back and then end up ghosting this app... why am i giving evil ex :/ my promises mean nothing atp but i swear i'm trying to update the most i can soon. forgive me queens >_<

[vanesycho]

kinktober day 18 [blindfold]

|masterlist|

warning:smut, fingering, slight choking, pussy eating, the word slut is used, overstimulating, the reader is blindfolded

wc:1k

You could hear the laughter coming from around you as you reached your third orgasm "She took it better than I thought." the owner of the voice was Jeno, Jaemin pulled out of you and threw himself in a corner, trying to catch his breath. A hand stopped you as you were about to close your legs "Please... I can't take it anymore.." someone's laugh reached your neck but you didn't know who it was, "Do you think you have the right to interrupt this when we're just starting to have fun?" you felt a finger on your clit, you held your breath for a moment "Hyuck..I can't, seriously please-" your sentence was cut off as you felt three fingers in your pussy, Haechan laughed again "Those aren't my fingers baby, but if you guess who it is we'll stop."

Your mind wasn't working properly, you had no idea who was fingering you right now, he wasn't rough, he was moving slowly as if he wanted to memorize your insides, he curled his fingers inside you and you moaned loudly "Yeah?" you shook your head in disbelief, you didn’t know who he was and all you wanted was to stop now, “Don’t be a brat Y/n.” Jeno spoke, you felt a hand on your neck, not too hard but enough to make you whine. “Jae-Jaemin.” when you replied, the fingers inside you sped up, you moaned in a tearful voice as the sensitivity drove you crazy. “Fucking slut, haven’t I fingered you enough? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you memorize it now.” the owner of the voice was Renjun, his fingers were moving in and out of your pussy quickly as if they had no mercy, your wetness could be heard throughout the room and you tried to close your legs again but Jeno and Jaemin stopped you. “Don’t even think about it.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, you felt like you were going to cum again but it was hurting you now, Jaemin leaned down and started sucking on your nipple, you swayed in place, Jeno’s grip tightened and you knew very well that he would leave a bruise. “Renjun..” your voice wasn’t strong enough, Renjun just laughed at how pathetic you looked “Yeah? Are you going to cum again? Do you really think you deserve this, all you do is whine and make it hard.” he spoke as his fingers continued to ravage your pussy, Haechan, clearly enjoying the sight, licked his lips and brought the camera closer to your pussy where your juices were slowly flowing “Ah..Fuck just looking at this is gonna make me cum again.” you had already reached your fourth orgasm in no time. Renjun pulled his fingers out of you, you let out a sigh of relief, tears streaming down your cheeks from the extra sensitivity.

Jaemin wiped your tears and kissed your cheek, “Please... That’s enough..” you didn’t even know how many times you had begged, but it was obvious it wasn’t working. You whined when you felt someone enter between your legs again, he breathed into your pussy and then kissed you. “It’s pathetic that you think this will end when I haven’t even tasted you yet, Y/n. With every begging, the desire inside us only grows stronger.” Haechan soon started licking your pussy, you shifted in place, Jeno tightened his grip on your throat slightly and leaned in to your ear. “Stop moving or I won’t hesitate to fuck you until morning, do you hear me?” you whined, your mouth slightly parted and you let out a shaky breath and nodded in agreement, you breathed a sigh of relief when he loosened his grip.

Haechan continued to taste you, making you gasp with pleasure every time he sucked your clit, Jaemin was playing with your erect nipple, giving you small tongue strokes and caressing the wet spot. You moved your hips as the pleasure from both sides drove you crazy, feeling the pleasure and pain at the same time made everything even harder. Jeno removed his hand from your throat and brought it to your lips, “Open your mouth baby.” His deep voice reached your ears, sending shivers through your body, and you did as he said, inserting his middle and ring finger into your mouth, making you suck and wet his fingers nicely. He moaned deeply from his throat as your tongue ran between his fingers, the thought of his big cock inside your tiny mouth made his cock twitch. Jeno’s fingers were preventing you from moaning with the pleasure Haechan and Jaemin were giving you. He pressed his fingers lightly against your tongue, making you moan loudly, then he pulled his fingers back with a laugh. You continued to moan with your mouth still slightly open, Haechan’s tongue movements were already speeding up. Your wetness was making him moan, he knew your pussy would feel good but this was beyond his wildest dreams, as your moans increased he realized you were close and continued to get what he wanted, pushing his tongue inside your hole eagerly, after a few more tongue strokes you had come for the fifth time. After he had cleaned you completely Haechan finally pulled back “Fuck...This is the best pussy I’ve ever tasted.” You thought it was finally over, you didn’t feel a touch on your body for a while, “Please, open my eyes already hm? This..Too much.. It hurts now.” You closed your legs, you were tired and you wanted it to end, but someone started caressing your body from your leg and you shivered under the touch, his fingertips barely caressing you and finally he grabbed your chin with one hand “All this begging is getting on my nerves, are you still going to be a fucking brat? Just keep cumming until you learn your lesson.” The owner of the voice, Jeno, forcibly separated your legs and rubbed his cock against you. "Beg all you want, Y/n. We're not done with you yet."

[starryhyuck]

designer. (m) — PATREON EXCLUSIVE

pairing: fashiondesigner!renjun x afab!model!reader

words: 5.6k+

summary: becoming huang renjun’s center model comes with expectations you’re hardly prepared for.

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: brattamer!renjun, jealous!reader, sex against a mirror, choking, spitting, back shots 

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Huang Renjun is the most recognized designer across the globe.

His visionary designs bring dozens out of hiding, all itching to catch a glimpse of his revolutionary work. Every model in the world desires to be part of his collection in one way or another, even if it means failing to pull off one of his lavish designs.

You would fall into the category of models constantly berating your manager to get you a spot on his newest lineup of girls. You walk almost every runway in the hopes that he somehow sees your dedication.

It comes to your utmost pleasure when his assistant, Donghyuck, approaches you after your stunts in Milan.

He says your name in a hurried fashion, balancing three cell phones and two clipboards in his hands. He shoves a large sixty-page document towards your chest, raising one eyebrow at you. “Read that and memorize it. When you’re ready, give me a call.”

You can’t help the eagerness that bursts out of your chest. “I’m ready now!”

His eyes rake up and down your figure before chuckling. “Trust me, sweetheart. You’re not ready.”

You burn every word of the lengthy contract into your head that night in your hotel room. You giddily kick your feet when you realize Renjun has chosen you as his center model for the next year, a coveted position only given to those he believes possesses true talent.

You call your manager and celebrate the win, ignoring the contract’s clear outline of longer than usual work days and mandatory one-on-one sessions with Renjun. You sign your name at the bottom without asking any more questions, eager to finally begin the biggest chapter of your career.

Donghyuck arranges your flight to Shanghai, where Renjun is currently residing. He instructs you to wait in your hotel room until Renjun is prepared to reach out to you. You accept the task easily at first, but when five days pass with no contact, you grow worried that Renjun might have changed his mind.

You get a call on the sixth day of your stay in Shanghai, when all the staff members in your hotel have already memorized your name. You pick up the phone on the first ring, desperate to talk to the man who holds your future in his hands.

“How do you feel about feathers?”

You’re floored by the question. “They look great on the runway but I always go home with a few stuck in my hair.”

A few beats of silence pass. “I’ll text you an address. Be here before sunrise tomorrow morning.”

Then the line goes dead. You spend your entire night in a panic, combing through your suitcase to locate the perfect piece to wear. You choose one of Renjun’s designs from his latest collection, hoping it will prove to him that you’re serious about becoming his muse.

You arrive at his grand mansion the next morning, barely able to sleep from your constant nerves. You cover up the bags under your eyes with a light foundation, praying Renjun doesn’t notice and call you out on it.

Donghyuck is the one who greets you at the door, not glancing in your direction as he continues to type away on his phone. “Good, you’re here,” he comments, turning on his heel and expecting you to follow. You shuffle inside, swallowing when your heels click against the expensive marble. Your eyes rake in the beautiful paintings displayed on the walls, no doubt pulled from extensive archives that Renjun must have paid a pretty penny for. You continue to trail behind Donghyuck as he slips through each hallway and corner. “If you haven’t eaten breakfast, we have a spread laid out in the kitchen. I wouldn’t recommend eating in front of Renjun. He hates messy eaters and won’t hesitate to call you out on it.”

“O-Okay,” you squeak. “I wasn’t hungry anyways.”

You ignore your stomach growling at you in protest. After leading you down a few more hallways and corridors, Donghyuck pulls you into a huge room with mannequins lined up against each wall. People with tape measures strung around their neck fill the room, chatting loudly as they each attend to dressing their own mannequin.

Huang Renjun stands in the middle, directing it all with a wave of his hand and the irritated scrunch of his brow. When Donghyuck invades his circle, Renjun growls, “What is it?”

You expect Donghyuck to flinch and cower away apologetically, but you’re surprised when the man pouts instead. “Don’t be so mean to me this early! I haven’t gotten my coffee yet!”

Renjun rolls his eyes at his assistant. “I’m only letting you off the hook because I’m in a good mood.”

If this was Renjun in a good mood, you would hate to be on the opposite end when his behavior sours. Donghyuck gestures to you as you step out from his shadow, nervously twiddling your thumbs.

“Your muse is here.”

Renjun’s dressed head to toe in his own creation, a staple piece that every influencer was dying to get their hands on last season. He pushes his Chanel sunglasses over his head, assessing you thoroughly. You try to exude an air of confidence for him but you end up bouncing on the balls of your feet in anticipation.

“Hm,” is all he manages to say. He pushes his sunglasses back down. “Jaemin, take her over there. I want to see what she looks like in the feather dress.”

Donghyuck wishes you luck as Jaemin, Renjun’s designer prodigy, escorts you towards the back of the room. He catches the dejected look on your face.

“Don’t be upset. Trust me, he rarely shows an emotion to anyone that isn’t pure annoyance,” he chuckles, handing you a dress that’s adorned with sparkly feathers. “Just get dressed and let him do his work. He chose you for a reason.”

You smile softly at Jaemin, assured by his vote of confidence. You change into the requested ensemble behind a large tapestry. While you’re adjusting the straps of the dress, you overhear a conversation to your left.

“That’s her? That’s who he chose for the new season?”

“I know, right? At least the last center model was a bit leggy and had some sort of sex appeal. I don’t know what goes on in his head sometimes.”

“Me neither, but I guess that’s why he’s running the show and not us.”

You walk out with teary eyes, feeling belittled by his staff’s judgment of you. The room is still zooming around in pure chaos, which means no one notices the sad model in the corner. You gather yourself, taking deep breaths as you step onto a nearby pedestal and examine yourself in the mirror.

The dress is definitely out of character for you, but you admire the way it drapes against your form. The bright colors allow your skin to pop and whenever you twirl, the sparkles embedded in the feathers gleam in the light.

“You don’t like it.”

You jump, startled when Renjun appears behind you. He has his hands folded behind his back, one eyebrow raised at you in question.

“N-No, it’s wonderful,” you say, stumbling over your response. “I’m sorry, I just overheard a conversation that wasn’t meant for me. It’s got me a little rattled.”

“What did they say?” He asks curtly.

You shake your head. “Nothing of importance. I’m just overreacting.”

“What did they say?”

Your heart thumps loudly in your chest when his gaze darkens, and you sense that he expects you to provide an answer whether you like it or not.

“T-They said I-I’m not as pretty as last year’s model. It’s so shallow, and I’ll get over it-”

“Donghyuck!” Renjun calls, and with a snap of his fingers, his assistant appears by his side. “Find whoever is speaking poorly about my muse and fire them immediately.”

���No! Honestly, I’m overreacting-” you protest, feeling guilty about being the deciding factor for two people losing their jobs.

“On it, boss,” Donghyuck says with a salute, disappearing into the crowd as he executes Renjun’s order.

Renjun steps up to eye level with you. A shiver runs down your spine when his fingertips ghost over the dress, tugging it down your frame so that it hugs you better.

“You’re the most important person in this room right now,” he murmurs and you inhale sharply at the close proximity. He smells like lilac, probably spraying on a cologne that’s three times the price of your yearly wage. “When they insult you, they insult me.”

“O-Okay,” you whisper. You squirm underneath his inquisitive gaze, wondering what you must look like through his eyes.

It’s true that he usually doesn’t choose models like you. You’re always towards the end of the list when it comes to designers picking who they envision wearing their clothes. As far as you know, Renjun’s last three models have all been the top billing girls of the season, able to pull anything off.

But the way he looks at you now doesn’t cause you to dawdle on your insecurities. He stares at you as if you hold his future in your hands, even though it should be the other way around.

“Do you trust me?” He asks.

You nod. “I trust you.”

Then his demeanor glosses over, returning to the scathing Huang Renjun you’re familiar with. He steps off the pedestal before calling Jaemin over.

“Get rid of the feathers. The colors don’t accentuate her eyes. Find something more up to par with her talent.”

Then he leaves you in Jaemin’s care, a frown pulling at the edge of his lips as he walks around the room, scanning the half-dressed mannequins.

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[sorryheartt]

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ hand placement while making out . . . ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁

warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, suggestive, mentions of sex, hair pulling, marks and hickeys.

author note: hi!, this is my first time writing, english is not my first language so if any mistake please tell me. I accept requests!!

۶ৎ Mark - thighs ‹𝟹

Mark already likes your thighs, but when you're making out and you sit on his lap, he really loves it. The way you open your legs and have your thighs all for him? He goes crazy. He’s not much of a hips guy; instead, he keeps his hands firmly on your thighs—if you let him. Now imagine riding him… oh, he’s going to completely lose his mind.

۶ৎ Renjun - neck ‹𝟹

The way Renjun holds the back of your neck while he kisses you so deeply? Yeah, he’s insane for you and doesn’t even realize it. For him, your neck is like a masterpiece, his personal artwork. The number of marks and hickeys he can leave on you is uncountable. And later, he loves running his fingers over them and admiring his "work."

۶ৎ Jeno - back ‹𝟹

If you arch your back while he’s kissing you, Jeno will go feral. His pride will shoot through the roof seeing how much his girl is enjoying herself. He might not admit it, but he secretly loves it when you scratch his back while making out. You’re always worried about hurting him, but truth is—it drives him absolutely crazy.

۶ৎ Haechan - boobs ‹𝟹

Haechan? He doesn’t even try to hide it. His hands are always on your boobs, like they’re gloves made to keep his hands warm. Give him one kiss, and he’ll already have one hand on your chest. He loves how soft they are and how much his touch affects you. Honestly, it drives him wild.

۶ৎ Jaemin - hips ‹𝟹

For Jaemin, your hips don’t lie—and he loves it. Watching the way your hips move during a heated makeout session makes him obsessed. He loves placing his big hands on your hips, feeling your curves, and holding you close as you move. To him, it’s intoxicating.

۶ৎ Chenle - hair ‹𝟹

Chenle already loves playing with your hair, running his fingers through it, or gently scratching your scalp. But during a passionate makeout session? When he has his fingers tangled in your hair and accidentally pulls it, making you moan? He’ll lose all sense of control. Forget about his pride—he’s completely gone at that point.

۶ৎ Jisung - ass ‹𝟹

For Jisung, your ass is like the perfect stress ball—soft, addictive, and irresistible. Even while making out, he still asks for permission before touching it, and it’s because he respects you so much. But the moment you say yes? Imagine his hands all over you, squeezing and exploring. Yeah, he loves it—a lot.

strawberry silhouette by irene . . .

[leejenowrld]

nct dream reaction — when you tease them in public + how they react (smut)

mdni !!

mark: mark’s knee bounces under the table, his attempt to keep still failing as your hand trails higher up his thigh. he grabs your wrist firmly, whispering low enough for only you to hear, “cut it out.” his voice is strained, betraying how much he’s holding back. despite his warning, his breath hitches every time your fingers inch closer. when you’re finally alone, his restraint snaps. he presses you against the door, his lips crashing into yours with a raw intensity. “you really couldn’t wait, could you?” he rasps, his hands sliding under your shirt, warm and rough against your skin. he doesn’t waste time, the tension from earlier spilling over as he grips your hips and pulls you closer. mark’s usual hesitance is gone, replaced by a desperation that’s both unexpected and intoxicating. every breath, every groan is filled with the frustration you stirred in him all night, and he makes sure you feel just how much you’ve undone him.

renjun: renjun’s jaw tightens as your fingers ghost over his inner thigh, a barely-there touch that feels more sinful in its subtlety. he doesn’t react at first, only a sharp glance that you meet with an innocent smile, but you can see the tension in the way he adjusts his posture. his patience is deliberate—he lets you think you’ve gotten away with it until the door shuts behind you. “you think it’s funny to test me like that?” he murmurs, stepping closer, his voice dangerously calm. his hands cup your face, deceptively tender, before he kisses you—slow, deliberate, and all-consuming. renjun drags it out, his lips brushing over yours just enough to leave you aching for more. he pulls back, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw as he whispers, “you don’t get to start something you can’t finish.” he takes his time, making you pay for every teasing touch with slow, deliberate movements that leave you trembling under his control.

jeno: jeno’s arm tenses under your touch as your fingers trace lazy patterns on his thigh, barely concealed under the tablecloth. he leans closer, his voice a quiet growl in your ear, “if you keep this up, i won’t wait till we’re home.” the threat lingers in the air, but his darkened gaze tells you it’s more of a promise. when you’re finally alone, he doesn’t give you time to breathe. he lifts you onto the nearest surface, his grip on your waist firm as he spreads your legs apart. “you really couldn’t behave tonight, could you?” his voice is rough, his lips trailing down your neck with barely contained hunger. jeno thrives off the tension you built between you, and he makes you feel every ounce of the frustration he held back. his strength is intoxicating, his hands roaming your body with a possessiveness that leaves no room for doubt—this moment belongs to him, and he won’t stop until you’re completely undone.

haechan: haechan’s smile is sharp as he leans back in his chair, his arm slung casually over the backrest while your hand creeps higher up his thigh. “oh, so we’re doing this now?” he whispers, his tone playful but laced with challenge. he doesn’t stop you—he enjoys watching you squirm when he shifts closer, letting you feel just how much you’re affecting him. when you’re alone, the teasing stops. he’s quick, pinning you against the nearest wall with a grin that’s equal parts wicked and hungry. “you think you can tease me and get away with it?” his hands are everywhere, tugging at your clothes with a desperation that contrasts his usual cocky demeanor. his voice drops, soft and filthy in your ear as he tells you exactly what he’s going to do to you. haechan loves the chaos you create, and he’s determined to make you beg for more, dragging out every sensation until you’re trembling in his arms.

jaemin: jaemin doesn’t react immediately when your hand slides up his thigh, his expression calm but his eyes betraying the fire you’ve ignited. he leans in, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers, “you’re bold tonight.” there’s a quiet intensity in his voice, a promise of what’s to come. he lets you play your game, his patience unnerving, but the moment you’re alone, it’s over. he pushes you onto the bed, his weight pressing you down as his hands pin your wrists above your head. “you really thought i wouldn’t do anything?” his tone is soft, almost sweet, but the way his lips trail down your neck is anything but gentle. jaemin is thorough, taking his time to unravel you completely, his touch deliberate and teasing. he doesn’t stop until you’re breathless, your body arching under him as he whispers praise mixed with dirty promises, making it clear you’ll never get the upper hand on him again.

chenle: chenle’s laugh is quiet but sharp, his fingers wrapping around your wrist under the table as you try to tease him. “you’re ridiculous, you know that?” he murmurs, though the slight flush in his cheeks gives away how much you’re getting to him. he doesn’t let it show, his composure intact until you’re alone. then, the mask drops. “you’ve been testing me all night,” he mutters, his hands firm as he backs you into the couch. his smile is still there, but it’s darker, more dangerous. chenle doesn’t rush—he drags it out, his lips ghosting over yours, teasing you until you’re begging for more. “you wanted my attention, didn’t you?” he whispers, his tone low and taunting as his hands roam your body. he takes his time, making you pay for every moment of restraint he had to endure, until you’re a trembling mess beneath him.

jisung: jisung’s breath catches when your hand rests on his thigh, the touch light but enough to make him shift uncomfortably. he glances at you, his cheeks pink but his jaw set. he doesn’t say anything, but the tension between you simmers, unspoken and heavy. when you’re finally alone, his nervousness turns into something more determined. “you’ve been driving me crazy all night,” he mutters, his voice quieter than usual but filled with intent. his hands are hesitant but firm, sliding under your shirt as he kisses you with a growing confidence. there’s something thrilling about the way he takes control, his inexperience fading as he focuses entirely on you. every movement is deliberate, every touch more assured, and the intensity of it leaves you breathless, completely unprepared for how much he’s capable of.

[muntitled]

Condom or No Condom: Dreamy Edition

-' 7dream x afab!reader

-' Which dreamies are wrapping it up

-' cw: +18, mdni, Name calling, Breeding Kink, Coercion, Degradation Kink

Missed Renjun <3

# Mark | No Condom

-a very shy boy at times but his kinks are anything but

- the type to verbalize his interests in different kinks with small actions so you'd really need to pay attention

- Mark would intentionally forget to buy condoms

- Recently he'd be staying inside you longer.

He'd already be easing you out of your clothes, leaving wet kisses along your soft abdomen as you begin to tug on his long brown strands.

You'd already been wet for him a long tine ago, Mark just needed you especially pliant for when he could really start talking his shit, "You know how good you'd look with my baby inside you?" Mark's panting heavily, "Dude, seriously,"

Your hips would stutter upwards without you even meaning to, quickly prompting Mark to undo the drawstring of his sweatpants.

"You like that idea, yeah?"

You'd watch through hazy eyes as Mark pulls his cock just enough to line it up at your entrance. "Want me to hit it raw? Huh, Pretty Girl- fuck-" Just saying those words out loud has his cock twitching eagerly. Mark would be a heaving mess as he presses hich cock into your cunt. The sensation of your bare skin against his would give him brain fog, making him tremble as he kissed against your neck.

"Fuck, I'm gonna breed you, baby-" he'd kiss you again non stop, "Gonna breed my baby..."

# Renjun | Condom

- he can be persuaded into forgoing one but you'd need to construct an incredibly good argument (no you wont)

- the moment the idea falls from your lips, Renjun can't help the desire that runs through his stomach

- still, he'd try to be a good boyfriend. A responsible boyfriend.

"Why are you so scared to fuck me today?" You'd whisper into Renjun's ear, wholly frustrated from this make out sessions that has lasted for way too long. "We're not high schoolers, Ren, why aren't you inside me?"

He'd sigh in frustration as his threw his hand backwards on the pillows scattered around your bed. His hands naturally going to your hips.

"Condoms-" he'd sigh in frustration before peeking up from her palm of his hands

"I forgot to buy more-"

You had continued kissing up the side of his neck. Renjuin shivered when your tongue slithered out to lick a long stripe down his neck. "Thats fine."

His eyes are wide and so incredibly hungry when he swallows and asks. "Thats fine?"

"Thats fine," you'd nod. "Im on birth control-"

"Shit, why didn't you say this sooner-" he'd grumble

# Jeno | No Condom

- As soon as you're dating he'd forgo buying condoms altogether

- he actually thinks it's weird and unnatural not to have raw sex with his girl who's both tested and loyal

- this would also spur on his breeding kink

Jeno's teeth sink into your collarbone as he fucks you roughly against the wall. Like a dog in heat, the sound of your body snapping together is the only thing that fills the entire room.

"Such a pretty slut," he'd muttered through clenched teeth. "You only let me fuck you like this?" He'd have his palms locked around your neck as he watches you wrestle to stay conscious, "You only let me fuck you like this?" He'd repeat, this time with a much firmer voice.

Your lips trmeble as you say, "Only you Nono-"

"Fuck, I'm cumming-" and he would. The thought of you belonging to him being more than enough.

# Haechan | No Condom

- A menace in disguise

- For the better part of the relationship he'd entertain you and your 'we need a condom" narrative

- Boring

- He'd roll his eyes

- Until one day he just stops buying them altogether

- And then he'd throw away the condoms you kept in your house too

- And then he'd throw your birth control pills down the drain

He's whispering the most vile things into your ear as you sat on his lap, legs spread open as his fingers repeatedly stab your cunt.

His voice is low, in the way you like and your eyes are squeezed shut as you picture every filthy thing he's saying to you.

"God, Hyuck-"

"Listen to how wet you are- you want me to stick my cock inside you, huh? You wanna squeeze this tight pussy around Hyuck's cock?

"Fuck I'm, so close,' his thumb circles your clit, "I'm gonna fill you up so good, babe I promise-" you'd be done for, cumming everywhere as your body spasmed around his fingers.

"F-Fuck-"

"Great so we're on the same page then?" He'd ask,

"Huh?" You'd crane your lightheaded-head backwards, watching him with hazy eyes.

"No more condoms? We're on the same page"

"Hyuck when did i-"

"Exhibit a- he'd say, showing you his cum covered fingers glistening with your arousal.

# Jaemin | No Condom

- Jaemin considers himself a perfectly cautious guy. He is reliable and responsible, thank you very much.

- He just didn't really see much need for a condom anymore.

-He's growing tired of pulling out everytime

- He's a romantic

- He needs to feel close to you.

- When you slip up and tell him you're on birth control he's absolutely done for.

- He'd been dreaming about this since you started being intimate.

- since the thought of spurting his cum inside you had been rendering him absolutely feral

"Sorry," Jaemin said, lowering his iPad as he stared at you from across the couch, "What"d you just say?"

"I'm on birth control- hope that's okay-" your eyes would nearly fall out of your sockets as your boyfriend begins stripping right in front of you.

# Chen Le | No Condom

- He's thought about it... of course he's thought about it

- Chenle isn't too open about Sex until it's happening right in front of his eyes

- Only when the environment calls for it, would you even feel comfortable enough suggesting something so lewd

- the thing about that is, although he might not voice all his sexual interests allowed, there will be signs

"Jesus, what the fuck did you say to me?" Chenle had removed his headset, swiveling in his chair to stare at you wide eyed. From your spot on his bed you roll your eyes, as you tap away at your screen. "Oh so you're too busy gaming with your friends whenever i ask anything important. But the second I tell you I wanna feel you inside me, then you can hear me,"

Chenle's hand rushes to adjust the bulge forming in his sweatpants, lest he cums right there. He murmers in mandarin before severing the line as he rests his headsets on the table, fully gaining his attention. "Oh my god you're such a fucking slut-" he smirks as he slowly stands from his gaming chair. You swallowed thickly as he talks towards the bed. The environment being apparently perfect enough for Chenle's mouth to spew whatever it wanted.

"You wanna be my little slut huh? Just mine?"

# Jisung | No Condom

- a very shy boy

- a very perverted boy

- of course he's thought about hitting it raw before

- he's gotten off the the idea of breeding you ever since you became a couple.

- it was be the biggest thing on the forefront of his mind

"Wanna feel you- Jisungie," you were grinding yourself on his lap, prompted by his trembling hands guiding your hips on top of him. Jisung's mind was rotten with all the dirty things he'd dream about doing to you. This being at the top of his list.

"I need you inside mee-" you'd whisper in his ear, prompting him to gasp as his hips stutter upwards into yours. You could feel the size of his bulge underneath his clothes. You could feel the desperation with which he grinded his cock along your crotch, hoping for even the tiniest bit of friction.

"You wanna do me raw, Sungie?"

The second those words leave your mouth, a wet spot begins to form in his pants as he cuts accidently.

"F-Fuck-" he couldn't stop himself.

Despite this, Jisung's cock is still hard.

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nct dream p♡rn links pt1

lee mark

hitting it from the back

your favourite necklace

nothing a man loves more

huang renjun

treating you right

using his pretty face

it’s play time

lee jeno

he loves hearing you

stretching you out

at your pace

lee donghyuck

he’s an ass man

toying with you

you can’t keep quiet

na jaemin

lunch never tasted better

you love his hands

destroying your insides

zhong chenle

subby!chenle’s punishment

riding him slowly

putting his tongue to use

park jisung

using you like a toy

hands behind your back

pretty boy gets his face wet

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Genre: Suggestive, Implied Sex so MDNI 18+

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