#seunghan fics

[euseokz]

Most to least riize members that will do foreplay before sex? 👀

@ ot7 riize — favorite forms of foreplay . . cws : fingering . oral (f) . dry humping . teasing . sexting . wc : 0.5k+ . genre : smut

a/n : so. i kinda twisted your idea a bit nonnie and i hope you don’t mind it and are still happy with this ! foreplay is kinda important and sex usually sucks without it, so i preferred to go down the route of what their favorite forms of foreplay would be 🫶🏻🫶🏻

SHOTARO - making out : he just likes how sweet but messy it is. you’ll be sucking on each other’s lips, teeth clanking by accident and tongues pressing against one another harshly. your lips will be all red by the end of it, glistening with both your salivas as strings of it connect you to one another, and nothing gets him harder and ready to fuck you than that hazy look you always get afterwards, the lust glossing over your eyes the queue for him to finally flip you over.

EUNSEOK - fingering you : he loves how wet you always are for him, but also knows you need some preparation before getting fucked, so fingering you is always his favorite option. he’ll stuff you full with just his fingers, ramming them in and out of your soaked cunt, loving the squelching sounds it makes, pressing his thumb against your clit until you’re rolling your eyes back and giving him one last moan — only then will he proceed to fuck you.

SUNGCHAN - giving you oral : he’s obsessed with the way you taste, and there’s no other way to put it. he adores sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue over it and then pushing the pink muscle into your hole. sungchan not only loves how you always squirm under him, drowning in pleasure from how good it feels, but also how good it makes him feel, his cock getting harder the longer his mouth stays on your cunt, until you’re finally cumming on him and he’s too desperate to wait any longer.

WONBIN - dry humping : he just loves how you feel on top of him, hips rocking against his as you let out breathless moans, sounding so pretty while pressing your clothed cunt against his covered erection. it feels so good for the both of you, and you always keep going until you’re on the brink of an orgasm, your clit twitching inside your panties and his dick aching between his legs, both of you finally desperate enough to finally throw your clothes away and move on.

SEUNGHAN - massages : specifically him giving you. he just loves how your skin feels under his fingertips, and loves how you let out small, soft moans, his fingers getting more daring as time passes by until he’s massaging more than just your legs or shoulders to help release tension. he’ll move over you ass, circling his palm around it, then cup your breasts before placing his hand over your cunt, pressing it over the area, waiting until you’re finally begging for him to fuck you.

SOHEE - teasing : he loves when you tease him, when you give him just enough to leave him wanting you but without getting any proper release. like when you place your palm over his erection through his pants, wrapping your fingers around it loosely, stroking it with a barely there touch through all the layers. it drives him crazy, his knee always going to press between your legs so you get a bit of your own poison, eventually both of you finally getting too needy and moving on.

ANTON - sexting : especially when he’s away, he feels like it’s the perfect build up. staying the whole day out separate from each other, sending one another flirty texts and risky photos, talking about how bad you want one another, how you miss each other, how good it’d feel if he was there to fuck you in that moment, both of you spending the entire day horny until you finally get home at night and get what you’ve been wanting so bad for all those hours.

[mujeans]

SWEET ✦ HSH

SYNOPSIS ✦ in hindsight, you and seunghan's 'friendship' had been anything but. now he's got a girlfriend and moved on, but the same can't be said for you.

PAIR seunghan x f!reader, WC 396 words, TAGS drabble, ex-bff!seunghan, angst, situationship-esque WARNINGS none AN in celebration of seunghan's return YAYAY also inspired by my own experiences (if ure my ex bff pls talk to me again :rofl:)

looking back through old texts, you don't even care how loser-behaviour it is anymore. you miss him.

you miss seunghan.

he'd been your on-and-off best friend, cycling through periods when you'd be as thick as thieves, or drifted apart. but no matter what, you were always friends. a package deal.

throughout the years, your friends had teased you - "you and seunghan are so cute." "it's so clear you like each other!" "do you like him?"

but the two of you always denied it, because you were just friends. even if your friends always noted how you were happier with him; even if his friends would give him knowing looks when you were around.

he'd confessed something once - that he'd liked you back in eighth grade, then again in tenth to twelfth. on august one, you teased him for being single, and he'd smoothly asked if you could help him fix it.

butterflies erupted in your stomach, and you'd said yes. but mere hours later you'd retracted your statement, saying you needed to focus on school. you were scared to get in a relationship, because it was forbidden in almost every way; differing religions, strict parents, etc.

and he still stayed. he still held your hand in private, still placed his hand on the small of your back when walking through crowds, still stared at you with an intensity that made you flustered. god knows why he did when you could never give him what he really wanted. but he never left your side, and that's why he was your best friend.

but eventually, seunghan had moved and you'd both gotten caught up in your own lives. you heard through the grapevine that he's got a girlfriend now; you've seen the pictures - they're cute.

sometimes though, you can't help but wonder if he still thinks of you. of the girl he'd once spent every day talking to. of his old 'friend'. you wish that you'd been more sure of your feelings back then, more willing to take risks. maybe things could have turned out differently.

but it doesn't matter anymore. what with his girlfriend, it would be wrong of you to butt in. you wish them the best, and you keep your distance, even if you miss your best friend.

and that's how the saying goes, right? that you never realise what you have until it's gone.

TAGLIST ✦ @squiishymeow

[chlorinecake]

Are we getting anymore Riize smut anytime soon 😓🙏🏽

✶ Time It | 18+ RIIZE IMAGINES 💭

ㅤㅤ♡⃕ how long would each riize member last … ?!

contains: SMUT, implied overstim or multiple rounds, hand jobs and oral (m. receiving), precise timings, fem!reader

Shotaro ⏱︎ Given his stamina as a dancer, I’d say he normally lasts pretty long on his own, but with you, it’d be harder for him to hold back, asking you to slow down whenever he’s close just to drag it out with edging. He’d be a blushing mess, too, screwing his eyes shut as he lets out those little groans you love, struggling to keep his thighs still before finishing just under thirteen minutes …

Eunseok ⏱︎ He’s prone to hide his sounds whenever he’s inside of you, wanting to focus more on your pretty whimpers as he fucks into you, or the sound of your juices squelching together. Though, you can tell just by looking at his darkened eyes and listening to the way he pants while talking dirty to you that he’s in a total haze, giving you a little over ten minutes for round one …

Sungchan ⏱︎ I first wanna mention how fun this guy would be in the bedroom, showing you in his facial expressions how much he’s enjoying it, and maybe even laughing a little before groaning all loud and shamelessly. Still, I can imagine he’s built up an endurance with you over time, oozing from his tip before giving you his full load at around fifteen minutes …

Wonbin ⏱︎ So needy… I can see him rutting his hips into your hand as you fist him, or stroking your hair out of the way so he could see your pretty face taking him, only to roll his eyes back while breathing all heavy. He’d try his best to hold back and make things last longer, but once he gets fully lost in your touch, he’d be moaning your name in an easy eight minutes …

Seunghan ⏱︎ Alright so with him, I feel like he'd really wanna impress you, knowing from personal research that it takes more time for a woman to get there. He'd spit on your cunt for additional slick first, and experiment with his thrusting speeds to maximize both your pleasure. I’d say he’d give you a sweet ten to fifteen minutes if he’s taking his time ...

Sohee ⏱︎ My cute baby... I honestly get the vibe that he's a relatable mix of extremely horny yet inexperienced, hiding his face out of shyness, but also because if he keeps looking at the way your fingers are wrapped around him, he might finish in a heartbeat </3 ... Stick with a moderate pace, and he’d get off in six minutes or so… but expect him to want more pretty soon ...

Anton ⏱︎ Don’t be fooled by his innocent and bashful demeanor, ‘cause this guy will actually surprise you. You’d try to be nice by starting off slow, but he’d be a moaning mess underneath you in seconds, clinging to your hips while practically begging you to go faster. You two would have to work up to more than one round because he’s sensitive, but he’d last a good seven minutes …

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✶ still working on a masterlist so bare with me 🙏

✶ edit: 📍 the NEW RIIZE masterlist is here !! feel free to check it out if you’re interested in more works by me ^^

[luvyeni]

𐙚 : AFTER THE SEX BAN IS OVER ( text ) ֶָ֢ !

request: i need to see what their texts are after the sex ban 👹🙌🏻

authors note. if you want to read it click here , i hope you like it ❤️🫶🏾

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

©️LUVYENI

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND SEUNGHAN

please don't repost, requests open!

[won4kiss]

── ❝ ꒰ 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝑇𝑇𝐸𝑅𝑆 .ᐟㅤ ៸៸﹙ 이찬영 ﹚ ᶻ𐰁

GENRE ៸៸ ex bestfriends ៸ oneshot ﹔ SYPNOSIS┆in which you have been receiving anonymous love letters from a secret somebody .ᐟㅤ ꒰ WORD COUNT﹕1918 ꒱── 𝓦ARNING(S) not proofread ៸ stupid anton ៸ teeny tiny angst ៸ cursing ៸ . ݁ ✦ ݁ . ⊱ LIBRARY . . . ﹕LUNA 💭 — anton is my bf (╥﹏╥) ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

IT’S BEEN FIVE LONG MONTHS SINCE YOUR BEST FRIEND, LEE ANTON CUT YOU OFF.

you still vividly remember the day it happened, replaying it in your mind like an unskippable track.

one day, you were best friends, inseparable through years of shared laughs, secrets, and memories, and the next�� he was gone.

no explanation, no warning— just a sudden wall of silence between you that felt as cold and impenetrable as ice.

it stung, the confusion settling in the pit of your stomach like a weight you couldn’t shake off.

the worst part? anton didn’t even look at you anymore—the boy who used to know all your thoughts before you’d even say them, the one you’d spent countless nights laughing with, was suddenly avoiding your existence.

five months of awkward hallway glances, of pretending like you didn’t notice the way he kept his distance, of telling yourself you were fine even though you weren’t.

you tried to move on. tried to focus on school, friends, anything that would take your mind off the gaping hole anton had left behind.

but it was harder than you’d imagined, especially because no one understood what had happened. ─── 𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 𝘜𝘕𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘊𝘜𝘛 .ᐟㅤ

not even your closest friends could figure out why anton had ghosted you without so much as a word.

today, though, was different. it was valentine’s day, and the entire school was basically buzzing with excitement.

everywhere you looked, there were students exchanging gifts, blushing as they handed out heart-shaped cards, or walking around with bouquets of flowers.

it was all so annoyingly and sickingly sweet.

and yet, you couldn’t help but be at the center of some of that excitement.

for the past week, you’d been finding love letters and flowers in your locker.

at first, you thought it was some kind of cruel prank from your classmates, but the letters were so thoughtful, so genuine, that they couldn’t be anything but real.

each note was more romantic than the last, speaking about your smile, the way you laughed, how you made everything brighter just by being yourself.

despite the anonymity of it all, the letters made your heart race every time you opened your locker.

the idea that someone had been watching you, admiring you from afar, stirred a confusing mixture of nervousness and anticipation inside you.

you found yourself wondering who it could be, secretly hoping it was someone you liked, someone who could make the fluttering in your chest a reality.

your friends were absolutely living for it, constantly guessing who your secret admirer could be.

“maybe it’s jisung,” one of your friends had suggested. “he’s been looking at you a lot in class lately.”

“or what about yeonjun?” another friend chimed in. “he’s always finding excuses to talk to you.”

you had no idea who it was, but their excitement was contagious, part of you was curious too, and today, the mystery had deepened.

when you reached your locker that morning, there was a note waiting for you again, but this time it was different.

instead of a long confession of admiration, it was short and to the point.

💌﹕meet me on the rooftop after school today, i want to finally tell you everything.

your heart skipped a beat, this was it—whoever had been sending the letters wanted to finally reveal themselves.

you stared at the note, reading it over again to make sure you weren’t imagining things.

a surge of nerves bubbled up inside you—what if it wasn’t someone you were expecting? what if this turned out to be awkward or disappointing?

but even as doubt crept in, you couldn’t deny the curiosity burning inside you.

during lunch, you told your friends about the note, showing them the message.

“i think i’m going to go,” you said, feeling more anxious by the minute.

your friends erupted into excited squeals, exchanging glances.

“oh my god, you have to! this is it, the big reveal!” one of them exclaimed, nudging you with a teasing grin.

amid the laughter and conversation, you noticed something out of the corner of your eye.

anton was sitting a few tables away, and though he was trying to look like he wasn’t paying attention, you could see the way his eyes flickered in your direction every few seconds, his expression tight.

for a moment, you wondered what he was thinking.

why did he care? but you quickly brushed it off—anton had no right to be part of this anymore, not after abandoning you without so much as a word of explanation.

when the last bell rang, you gathered your things and made your way towards the rooftop, your heart pounding in your chest.

every step felt heavy with the weight of anticipation, you didn’t know what you were walking into, but part of you was ready—ready for something new, something exciting.

just as you rounded the corner to the stairwell, a firm but gentle hand grabbed your wrist, pulling you back into a secluded hallway.

your eyes widened in surprise, your heart skipping a beat as you turned to see who had stopped you.

anton.

for the first time in five months, he was standing in front of you, his grip on your wrist gentle— his expression was tense, his eyes scanning your face with an intensity that made your pulse quicken.

“anton?” you whispered, still reeling from the shock. “what are you doing?”

“don’t go to the rooftop,” he said, his voice low and serious.

there was a strange urgency in his tone, as if he were on the verge of saying something incredibly important.

you frowned, confused and frustrated. “what? why not?”

he pulled you closer, his eyes dark and unreadable. “just… trust me. you shouldn’t go.”

you stared at him, your heart pounding even harder now, but for entirely different reasons.

“why do you care?” you demanded, yanking your wrist free from his grip.

“you haven’t spoken to me in months, anton. you haven’t cared about anything i’ve done for five months, and now you’re telling me not to go? who exactly do you think you are?”

he flinched at the bitterness in your voice, but his expression didn’t waver.

“it’s not about that—“

“then what is it about?” you crossed your arms, your frustration boiling over.

“why are you suddenly acting like this? what’s going on?”

anton’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, you thought he might not answer—his silence only frustrated you more.

why was he keeping secrets again? just like when he had cut you off without an explanation.

“please, just tell me,” you said softly, your voice tinged with a hint of hurt. “i don’t understand why you care now.”

finally, after what felt like an eternity, anton let out a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair, his eyes filled with a mix of frustration and something you couldn’t place.

“because,” he started, his voice low and tense, “the person who left that note isn’t who you think it is.”

you blinked, confusion washing over you.

“what do you mean? it’s not the person who’s been sending me the love letters?”

anton shook his head, his expression darkening. “no. someone else is pretending to be me.”

your heart dropped. “pretending to be you? what are you talking about?”

he clenched his fists at his sides, the tension radiating off him in waves.

“i’ve been leaving the love letters. i was the one who wrote all of them. but the note today? the one telling you to meet them on the rooftop? that wasn’t from me. i overheard some guys talking in class. some asshole—he was trying to take credit for my letters..”

you felt like the ground had just shifted beneath you—anton had been the one leaving the love letters? and now someone else was using that to trick you?

“why would they do that?” you asked, your voice small as the realization of what was happening began to sink in.

“i don’t know,” anton said, his voice full of frustration.

“but i couldn’t let you go up there. i didn’t want them to trick you or take credits of the letters i wrote for you... i know how much the letters meant to you.”

your heart softened slightly at his words, but there was still a burning question in the back of your mind.

“but why didn’t you just tell me it was you from the beginning? why all the secrecy, anton? why did you even cut me off in the first place?”

his face tensed at the question, and for a moment, you thought he might avoid answering again.

but then he sighed, his shoulders sagging as if the weight of everything he’d been holding back was finally catching up to him.

“because being around you hurt,” he admitted, his voice soft and raw.

“i was in love with you, and i didn’t know how to deal with it. every time we hung out, it felt like a reminder that i wasn’t good enough, that i’d never have a chance with you. so i cut you off because i thought it would help me move on, but it didn’t. it just made everything worse.”

you stared at him, your heart twisting at the vulnerability in his voice—all this time, the reason he’d disappeared from your life wasn’t because he hated you, but because he cared too much.

you hadn’t seen it before, but now, standing here in this cramped hallway with anton looking at you like he was afraid you might vanish, it all clicked into place.

“i can’t believe you kept this from me for so long,” you whispered, your voice soft but laced with a hint of teasing. “you’re such an idiot.”

before he could respond, you reached up and flicked his forehead lightly, a small smirk tugging at your lips.

“ow!” anton winced, rubbing his forehead. “what was that for?”

“for being an idiot,” you said, shaking your head. “you could’ve just told me.”

he opened his mouth to protest, but you silenced him with a kiss.

it was soft, gentle, and filled with all the words you hadn’t been able to say before.

when you finally pulled away, anton was staring at you, wide-eyed and speechless.

“you…like me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if he couldn’t believe what had just happened.

you rolled your eyes, a smile playing on your lips. “no shit anton—obviously i do.”

for a moment, anton just stood there, looking at you with a mix of disbelief and a stupid grin.

then— a wide smile spread across his face, and without warning, he pulled you into another kiss, this one deeper and more certain.

when you finally broke apart, both of you were breathless, but the awkward tension that had once lingered between you was gone.

“so,” you said with a grin, “are you going to keep writing me love letters, or was that just a one-time thing?”

anton chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection.

“i’ll keep writing them for you, every single day if that’s what you want.”

you laughed, leaning into his chest as you both stood there, the world outside of the janitor’s closet fading away.

everything had changed, but somehow, it felt like it had all fallen perfectly into place.

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[032104]

SEUNGHAN IN A PRIVATE BUT NOT SECRET RELATIONSHIP ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡☆ smau !

idol!seunghan x idol!reader (female), faceless!!!

other members: shotaro eunseok sungchan wonbin sohee anton

[dolloie]

princess treatment —riize

you once dreamed of being a princess so they treat you like one! : riize as act of service.

pairing riize x female reader. genre fluff, established relationship. warnings kissing, skinship, foods, not proof-read. lib

— osaki shotaro, having you as his passenger princess

listen, this man LOVE having you sit beside him with your favourite songs playing in the background.

he even has a whole playlist of your fav songs n his playlist for you </3

would take you on a late-night drive with him >:)

it's either he came unannounced or he will likely text you before.

if he didn't text you that night, you need to be prepared..

because he will show up in front of your door with a bouquet of flowers in his hand

and it'll be your favs too 😞😞

he also will drive you to the drive-thru of your fav restaurant!!

you're bored, hungry, sad? just text him 🤷🏻‍♀️

and he's coming right away!

not to mention the stargazing date with you.

he literally has the picnic mat in the backseat of his car.

trust me he have EVERYTHING prepared.

just for you fr 😝

— song eunseok, holding out a door for you

it's doesn't matter if your hands are full of not because when you look up

the door has already been opened WIDE for you

the car door, the restaurant door, the shops door.

literally every door.

even if you ask him to open the bathroom door for you, he will.

like he doesn't even hesitate 🙏🏻

you'll have his words when he said he will open every door for you.

he was ready the whole time.

making sure he walk before you so he could lead you to the door and open it for you!

mostly he will wrap his arm around your waist and lead you to the door,

while his other hand is pushing the door open.

sometimes he will even bow like a gentleman for a joke just to crack you up.

eunseok is just a silly guy </3

— jung sungchan, piggy back ride everytime you want

we all can see the vision, you don't tell me you don't 🤨

cause look at this man??

he's literally 186 cm and you don't see him as the act of service piggyback ride???

bffr girl... he's the typa man who would randomly pick you up.

you don't need to ask cause my man is willing to do anything for you.

he would be all giggly while spinning you around with a childish smile on his face.

he notices the way you walk slowly than usual then he would bend down in front of you.

without any word, he pats his back signaling you get on him.

like!!! where can you find another when he's like this 😞

he would hold your shoes while carrying you on his back.

he will tell you to rest your head on his shoulder.

secretly love when you play with his hair, rambling something to him.

chat, he's not listening at all..

your voice is too soothing for him to even pay attention.

— park wonbin, letting you wear his clothes

it's usually when you come over and stay over for a night.

he would offer you to wear his shirt if you don't bring any.

even if you bring he would insist you to wear his 😵‍💫

he loves seeing you in his clothes.

especially those big hoodies that makes you look small.

he will melt right away as soon as you walk out from his room wearing his shirts.

he love when you scent stay on his shirt.

he might not wash it (jk)

if you said that you're planning to stay for a night,

he will prepare his shirts for you.

so you don't need to bring yours!

sometimes he likes seeing you walk around his apartment while wearing his shirt,

especially when his members stay under the same roof as him.

it'll makes him think that he could show that you only belongs to him.

— hong seunghan, letting you wear his shoes when your feet hurts

he himself just screams out the act of service.

you knew going to an amusement park while wearing heels wasn't a very good idea.

especially with this hyper and suupeeerr curious boy.

he would drag them out of you to everywhere.

the rollercoaster, the merry-go-round, anything you name it.

but he would notice the discomfort displayed on your face.

like immediately.

"are you okay? do you wanna go home?" was the first thing he asked after seeing your expression.

he's asking like the world would end if you were not comfortable.

and of course you would tell him that it's okay.

doesn't take him so long to notice that your feet are actually hurting ( you stumbled a lot while walking )

he would stop in front of you and take off his shoes, telling you to wear it.

"are you gonna walk barefoot?" "we swap it" "it's not gonna fit you" "i don't care, as long as you're comfortable"

— lee sohee, singing you to sleep

we all know sohee has an angelic voice.

i could hear him singing and talking all day, nonstop.

and will never be tired 🙏🏻

he'll learn your favorite songs and sing it for you through the night.

sometimes it'll be a lullabies or slow song.

but that can't compete to his song.

he will LITERALLY wrote a song for YOU.

he has a whole album of a songs that he wrote.

all dedicated to you <3

in his songs,

you will hear the sound of you laughing, humming in the background.

he put every audio clips that he record when he's spending his time with you.

even a voice notes that you sent to him

like.. im so down bad

bonus:

the cover of the album would be your childhood photo or the photo of you and him

— lee chanyoung, holding your hand to warm you up

so i just thought the cutest aos for the cutest boy..

and this came up 🥹🥹

i think it suits him very well cause he's just a shy boy who wants to show his love to you!!

he will notice right away how your hands shiver slightly.

i see the vision where he's too shy to ask if he could hold your hand or not..

of course you'll let him cause who wouldn't 😴

glance at your hand and back to your face awkwardly.

took you a while to realize that he might want to hold your hand.

if you hold his hand for him, his cheeks will turn bright red immediately!!

however, if HE decides to make the first move..

he would quickly take your hand and put it in his pocket.

but if you expect him to look at you after the sudden action?

he wouldn't, 100% im so sure.

© callanton's ( 🎐 ). please do not steal/translate/repost without permission!

[anton-luvr]

can you write riize's reaction to you hugging them randomly? ty ilysm 🥺

# WHEN YOU HUG THEM RANDOMLY ; 7riize.

⚝ bf!riize x gn!reader | fluff | bf au ⚝ note ; here u go anon! thank u for requesting and ilyt <3

# SHOTARO. - he's always smiling, but when he suddenly feels the warmth of your body against his back and your arms around his waist while he's washing the dishes, he smiles impossibly harder. giggles and has to gently pry you off of him because he doesn't want the soapy dishwater to get on you, promising that he's all yours to hug once he's done.

# EUNSEOK. - he was minding his own business reading the newest novel he bought when you suddenly jumped into bed with him and hugged him tightly. he chuckles in confusion as he asks what you're up to this time, because you're always up to something. even though he doesn't believe your "nothing!", he hugs you back anyways <3

# SUNGCHAN. - he's busy folding the laundry when you wrap your arms around him, and he drops the sweater he was folding immediately. will literally jump up from his seat, holler a "YES! CUDDLE TIME!" before carrying you bridal style into the bedroom where he'll smother you in cuddles and kisses.

# WONBIN. - he plays it cool when you suddenly hug him while he's watching tv, but the warmth of your body on his makes his cheeks burn while his heart races a mile a minute. it gets so loud that you have to sit back up and ask him if he's okay, his cherry red cheeks and the flustered smile he offers you already giving you an answer.

# SEUNGHAN. - he immediately has his arms around you too when you wrap yours around him, giggling as he peppered soft kisses all across your face. he hugs you tightly, making sure you can't escape, and you have no choice but to stay in his arms for the next hour, the both of you giggling like silly lovesick highschool students in bed.

# SOHEE. - he sees this as a golden opportunity, and he has to take it. he'll dodge your hug and move away, bursting out in laughter when he sees your surprised frown. "i was just joking, come back!" he clarifies later on, chasing after you to return the hug you wanted to give him. once he does so and kisses you sweetly on the cheek, all your grumpiness fades.

# ANTON. - he gets so shy!!! it's like you flipped a switch when you hugged him because his face is now bright red. gets even more shy when you tease him for it, hiding his face in his hands. but once you get up to move away, he's quick to protest with a "no, don't go!" and asks you to continue to hug him. even though he becomes the color of a fire hydrant when you do so, you kiss him on the cheeks and call him your cute boy anyways <3

© anton-luvr, 2023.

taglist : @wonbons @mxlly143 @eun-luv @shawyle @yenart @lycheecheeseyogurt @soul-is-a-strange-kid @haechansbbg @yang2k

[100203s]

ONE CALL AWAY - a wonbin smau

SYNOPSIS < childhood best friends, yn and wonbin, shared dreams and a passion for pursuing track together. wonbin suddenly moves away one day without notice, leaving YN with unspoken feelings. it isn't until YN finds herself in the debut lineup for HYBE's new girl group that the two cross paths again. >

GENRE ☕️ childhood best friends to lovers, idol au, smau, fluff, crack, angst

PAIRING | idol!wonbin x trainee/idol!yn

🎱 1-800-STATUS: started 3/5

TAGLIST 💭 open! + @hittoki

chaeTALK: this smau is my literal baby ! ㅠ pls show her lots of love T^

PROFILES: serene girlies , wonbins club (yikes)

000 whos a good boi 001 you got me 🪼 002 pancchoka

003 i hate you 004 our manager nim 005 my biggest opp

006 moonlight 🪼 007 team jcole 008 missy 009 it boy and it girl

010 gone 🪼

+TBA

100203s, 2024

[euseokz]

@ seunghan —  you not loving me ? sure. me not loving you ? impossible !! cws : fingering . handjob . mentions of being drunk but no drunk sex . wc : 1.3k+ . genre : smut

LOVER! SEUNGHAN who you’re not dating, but also not not dating.

your relationship was weird. there was never a formal proposal, so technically you weren’t an official couple, but you did go on dates together, and had sweet nicknames for each other, and liked each other way more than normal friends would, so maybe you were just stuck in the middle. sometimes you’d joke that you were lovers, lovers that lacked the intimate aspect you would usually share, but still lovers because you were more than friends.

it was a mess, and if it was up to you things would probably be different, but sometimes reading seunghan’s emotions was hard so you preferred to just let things be and allow them to flow in their own way — or you would have let things be, had you not gotten drunk enough to forget any inhibitions you had.

it wasn’t unusual for you two to spend saturday nights at seunghan’s room, you both sat at the two bean bags by his tv while some movie or tv shows played, some snacks and drinks scattered around you. it was unusual, however, that you’d consume enough alcohol to get drunk. seunghan thought it was comical, you were touchier than normal, having somehow been able to share the space of his bean bag with him even if it was means for only one person, pressing yourself completely up against him, starting to ramble about things you probably wouldn’t mention were you sober — one of them being how much you truly liked him and how you hoped things between you two could be actually serious, that you could be an actual couple instead of just doing some of the stuff couples do, instead of being stuck between dating and being just friends.

your confession caught seunghan off-guard, and at that moment he just laughed it off, moving you to his bed and letting you fall asleep next to him. he did, however, spend a good chunk of the night thinking about what you said. he knew that drunk words were sober thoughts, so there had to be some truth to your confession, it had to somehow emulate what you truly felt but avoided admitting to. seunghan liked you, and it wasn’t that he didn’t show it, but more so that he was so caught up on the idea that the feeling wasn’t mutual that it never occurred to him that you might have liked him back. he felt ashamed over it for some reason, over not having been able to decipher your true feeling up until you (accidentally) admitted to them — so he wanted to make it up to you, by showing you just how much he truly liked you.

as soon as he noticed you starting to wake up, seunghan moved closer to you, his face mere centimeters away from yours before he started pressing gentle kisses against your cheeks, pecking your forehead briefly and even leaving a quick kiss on the tip of your nose. when you opened your eyes, you asked him what he was doing, flashes of last night instantly coming to you when you felt him continue pressing his lips against your skin. seunghan only gave you a brief reply, something about how he was gonna prove to you that he did truly like you too — not that you fully registered any of it, everything that had happened in the past few hours warming your cheeks in embarrassment, leaving you to wonder just exactly what, and how much, had you told seunghan for him to be suddenly acting this way, for him to be so invested in whatever he was doing.

you allowed him to keep going though, humming as you felt him lower his kisses to your neck, pressing them against its side softly, eventually taking off your shirt so he could keep trailing down your body, pecking every inch of skin he could until he had reached the hem of your pajama bottoms.

seunghan’s hands, that had been placed on either side of your waist the entire time, moved to pull at your pants, looking up to you and asking if he could take them off, a sweet but enthusiastic gaze taking over his expression, his eagerness coming through thanks to it. you said a faint yes, helping him in continuing to undress you until you were feeling his lips press against your thighs, that being his last stop as he moved to be between your spread legs, going up again so he was hovering over you, his hands placed by your shoulders, his chest close to yours, and his growing bulge pressing against your clothed heat.

you felt like hours passed by in between seunghan taking off his shirt and starting to properly kiss you. his lips felt even warmer against yours, somehow so much gentler than before. he wanted to be careful with you, to show you how much he cared about you, treating you as if you were made of porcelain, any sudden or harsh movements enough to break you. you could feel him slowly starting to rub his erection against you, his movements slow, barely even noticeable. you placed one hand on seunghan’s chest, the other going down to now pull at the hem of his pajama pants, his desperation seemingly having rubbed off on you. you wanted to touch him, needed to know just how good he could make you feel, if the daydreams you had over it would live up to the real thing — which, thankfully, they did, the second your were both undressed being when seunghan moved onto actually pleasing you, his fingers cold when they started pressing against your swollen clit, pulling a soft moan out of you. his gaze was focused, he wanted to make sure he was making you feel good, that he was touching you the exact way you liked. when he pushed two fingers into you, you let out a low mewl of seunghan’s name, your eyes immediately closing when you felt them delicately press up into the spongy spot that made you see stars. seunghan started thrusting his digits in and out of you slowly, bending them upwards into the right places until you were begging for more, begging for him to keep going because it just felt too good — and obviously, without hesitation, seunghan obliged, going faster, starting to kiss you while trying to bring you to an orgasm, his thumb beginning to draw swift circles over your clit when he felt you bring him closer to you, one of your hands running up the back of his neck, scratching his skin shallowly, while the other one moved over to his dick, grabbing it as best as you could and fisting it lazily, not applying enough pressure to make him cum, but enough to make him also moan into your kiss.

seeing just how impatient you were, seunghan moved even more of his attention towards pleasuring you, breaking the kiss so he could look at how well your pussy took his fingers, desperate to see how pretty it would look swallowing his entire cock, the mere thought of it making his length twitch against your touch.

eventually, you started to feel your orgasm build up, the imaginary knot in your lower stomach tying harder as you whined seunghan’s name, telling him that you were close, begging him to not stop until you were finally cumming, moaning his name shamelessly as your pussy clenched around him, your fingers wrapping around his cock harder and your back arching in pure pleasure. seunghan swore that he would never get tired of seeing you like that, so taken over by bliss all because of him — so he made sure that he could experience it again as soon as possible, helping you ride out your high by still slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of you, already getting ready to properly fuck you.

[muntitled]

݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 - "Boob Pic pls," ft. Maknae Line

ot7 x fem!reader

Summary: Riize asking for boob pics

Cw: nsfw, established relationship, crack fic, humor, suggestive content

Hyung line vers.

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─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

─── ⋆⋅ Seunghan

─── ⋆⋅ Sohee

─── ⋆⋅ Anton

[wonbriiize]

riize as boyfriends pt. 2

seunghan, sohee, anton ; pt. 1 is here

✧₊⁺ seunghan

would hold your hand while driving

is always ready to spend time with you; he would drop everything in a second to be with you

would hug you from behind to surprise you

you love stealing his sunglasses and he loves chasing after you to get them back

when you’re out of breath because of all the running, he’d grab you and spin you around

gives you forehead and temple kisses

loves seeing you get flustered when you realize he has been watching you the whole time without you noticing it

shows you his pokémon plushies and let’s you take the one you find the cutest

matching keyrings ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

the type of boyfriend to stand in your garden with a boombox to get your attention

✧₊⁺ sohee

ice cream dates in summer

when you have ice cream left on your lips, he’d kiss it away for you

water fights in summer and to call a truce, you guys share a milkshake together

whenever you go to karaoke together, the first thing he does is serenade you

loves to cuddle while the two of you watch something together

massages you everytime he realizes that you’re exhausted

when you two have a sleepover, he loves to kiss your forehead before you fall asleep

loves to take you on trips and show you new places <3

the type of boyfriend who holds you really tightly when you’re in crowded places

he isn’t that keen on pda but when you’re out and no one’s looking, he’d turn you to him to kiss you ૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა

✧₊⁺ anton

his phone wallpaper is a silly pic of you

has a picture of the two of you hung up next to his bed which he looks at every night before he goes to sleep (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)₊˚⊹ ᰔ

spams you with lots of messages and memes and just whatever is on his mind at that moment

the type of boyfriend who would send you cute animal pics and say ‘this is us’

loveeees taking you out to dinner

he also loves to take pictures of you, sometimes he lets you know and sometimes he just takes them secretly when he thinks you’re looking adorable

wants the two of you to do sporty stuff together, like go jogging together each morning

everytime he shows up for it, he has your favorite drink ready to give you enough power to jog

you two have matching necklaces ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

when you’re out shopping, he will legit hold every single shopping bag for you and follow you to every store you want to check out <3

[luvyeni]

THEY SMACK YOUR ASS 𖹭 라이즈 ( text reaction ) !

genre suggestive 𖹭 warning mentions of ass slapping , jokes pairing — OT7 x fem reader | back to library .

— you get mad at them for slapping your ass to hard

request. i was wondering if you could do a riize and or enhypen text and or drabble (ot7 if you’re comfortable with it) when they slap your butt to hard and then now you’re mad at them.

©️LUVYENI

[skibidihan]

bf texts w/ riize !

pairing. bf! riize x gn! reader.

synopsis. after your boyfriend makes fun of a movie you enjoy, you block him. but he sends you a bouquet of flowers to try and make up for it. 💐

genre. fake texts, fluff, bad humor.

warnings. reader blocks riize playfully, petnames, kms/kys jokes, the boys are very dramatic here, theres gonna be typos.

💌 — requests are open !!

shotaro.

eunseok.

sungchan.

wonbin.

seunghan.

sohee.

anton.

FINISHED !

💭 — riize bf texts are my will to live.

tags : @enhaas @starchasing-cryptid @lavendersloane @academiq @wnyngz @wonhes ask or reply to be in a permanent taglist for future blogs like this !

[kingsoowolves]

birthday boy | hsh

pairing: idol boyfriend!seunghan x fem!reader

word count: 3.3k

author's note: idk if any of you know it, but Seunghan is actually my first bias in riize. since his hiatus, i miss him so much and each day that passes without his presence in the group, i want him to come back even more. i know there's a bunch of ot6 briizes and i honestly don't really care who everyone chooses to stan. we're all different and have different tastes and likings, i get it. but i'm still holding out hope for him to comeback and that feeling won't die down untill i see his beautiful smile while he's on a stage along with his members again. this work is to showcase my love for him, nothing else. and also for all the ot7 briizes and hongjjangus that miss him just as much as me. i hope you like it, babes 🐈‍⬛🫧🧡

contents: established relationship, aged up!seunghan. mentions of riize members. set in the future, on seunghan's 25th birthday. he is active in the group and riize has been in the scene for a few years. smut and fluff. seunghan wants to have his cake and eat it too, lol. fingering, sex in the shower. sex without protection, cumming inside (don't be like them).

you can also read this work on my ao3, if you’d like

Seunghan is needy and dramatic towards you on a daily basis. But on his birthday, it always gets worse.

He ends every request with a “Please? It’s my birthday”, pulls you to sit on his lap every chance he gets and asks for smooches and attention each half an hour that passes by. It’s adorable and charming, and you always find yourself a willing victim to his whims, kissing and hugging him whenever he desires.

However, in times like this, when you’re rushing to get everything done for the small dinner party you’re hosting for his 25th birthday, it does annoy you a little bit. You’re already preoccupied about failing this day for him because the cake wasn’t yet delivered by the bakery and you only remembered to put the wine inside the freezer twenty minutes ago. At least, there’s still forty minutes left until the time you set for his members to show up and you hope that the wine is cold by then and the cake is inside your fridge.

You’re thinking about all of this while you’re finishing setting the fancy cutlery on the table. Seunghan should be checking on the lasagna inside the oven, but instead he catches you midway through your task, rubbing his chest on your back and his hands on your hips as he starts to place kisses on the side of your neck.

“Babe, the lasagna,” you warn.

“I just checked it. It’s still cooking,” he whispers over the wetness his spit gathered on your skin, making you shiver. He runs his nose from the side of your throat to your ear. “You smell so freaking good.”

“No, I don’t,” you say, closing your eyes, letting your body sag a little against his and reaching a hand back to his neck, keeping his face still on your neck while he resumes peppering kisses on your skin. “I still haven’t showered.”

“You always smell good for me, baby,” he says before nipping your earlobe. You can’t help but sigh from the attention he’s giving you. “And I can help you shower.”

His obvious naughty intentions make you open your eyes and spin around, your hands going to his chest to push him slightly away from you.

“No way,” you shake your head. “I know you’ll be distracting me and not helping at all. Plus, you’re already ready and someone needs to answer the delivery truck when they bring the cake.”

Seunghan gives you his best puppy look and steps closer to you again, his hands going around you to encircle your waist. “Baby, please,” he whines. “We spent the whole day organizing this place. I haven’t been able to fuck you yet and it’s my birthday.”

You chuckle and look up at him, resting your chin on his chest and squeezing his cheeks. “Well, you should’ve thought about that before hosting a dinner party at our place, birthday boy.”

He whines again, pressing his forehead on yours whilst his agile fingers start bunching up the skirt of your old saggy dress, one hand pressing on the underside of your left thigh as if he’s preparing to lift you over the table. “I could just slide right in like this. I promise I’ll be quick.”

“No, Seunghan,” you say, voice firm and serious. He gives you a defeated look and steps back, his hands dropping to his sides. “I’m sorry, baby. But we’re already late as it is. We can do all the shenanigans you want later, okay?”

You get on your tiptoes and press your hands on his shoulders to drop a quick peck to his lips, but Seunghan holds you there, his fingers closing on the back of your neck to turn the kiss into a heated one. You wrap your hands around his neck to give him a little taste of what he’s been craving, letting him kiss you the way he wants, his tongue licking up every crevice of your mouth. When he pulls back, you have to blink your eyes open to wake up your hazy mind.

“Okay,” he whispers, a sly smile playing on the corner of his lips as he watches the reaction only one really good kiss pulled out of you. “Go get ready.”

You gulp and nod your head. “Finish setting the table up for me, please? And don’t forget about the lasagna, too. Oh, and–”

“And the cake should be delivered any minute,” he completes for you. “I know, baby, I know. Now go get yourself prettier for my day.”

You nod again, giving him one last peck on his lips and finally turning around. Seunghan takes the moment to pat your butt lightly and you laugh back at him while you walk to your bedroom. After getting to the en suite bathroom, you turn the water to the temperature you like and hastily slip out of your clothes. You sigh when you step into the shower and the warm water hits your head and shoulders, massaging the knots on the back of your neck.

After you shampoo your hair and begin to cover yourself in soap, you hear the door to the bathroom open up and spin around to see Seunghan a few meters away from the glass enclosure separating you both, his fingers quickly removing his denim jacket and tugging his black t-shirt up.

“Seunghan, no!” You exclaim, watching him slide the shirt out of his body and dropping it on the floor along with your clothes. “I told you, I–”

“Babe, I already turned off the oven and put the lasagna to rest on the counter. I also texted the guys saying they should come an hour later,” he explains, moving his hands to his belt buckle to unfasten it and then zipping down the fly on his pants. “Wonbin hyung agreed to pick up the cake. Already let the bakery know it, too.”

You open your mouth at him in shock and your pink sponge falls from your hand onto the shower tiles. “No, you didn’t.”

“Oh, but I did.” Seunghan laughs at you and resumes taking his jeans off, his briefs going sliding down his legs along with it. He steps out of the fabric and his semi-hard cock springs free, the head of it slapping along his thigh. You bite your bottom lip whilst he slides the shower door open just enough for you to see him in all his glory, perfect body exposed bare right in front of your eyes. “So what it’s gonna be, baby? Are we going to fuck or do you prefer to keep pretending you don’t want this as much as I do?”

“Come in,” you say through gritted teeth and he laughs again, stepping inside and sliding the glass door back on its place. You wind your arms around his shoulders and press yourself against him. “You’re a pain in my ass, Hong Seunghan. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, and you love me,” he mutters while he holds you, splaying both of his hands on your ass.

“Unfortunately, I do,” you whisper back, pulling him in for a kiss.

Seunghan’s lips have always been addictive to you. You love how full and beautiful they are, how his smiles come easily when he quirks the sides of them up just a bit and especially how soft and moist they become while he’s kissing you. You always get lost in the feeling, biting on his bottom lip and drawing pretty sounds out of him. You’re so lost in him at this moment that you don’t even notice how his hands snake down your body, gripping on your flesh until his fingers find the place in between your legs.

He spreads you open with his fingers and you moan, your lips disconnecting with his. He laughs darkly as his forefinger rubs on your clit and you hold onto his shoulders for stability.

“You tried to deny me like that but yet you get this wet from just a few kisses?” He says while he watches your face contorting in pleasure.

“I was trying to be responsible,” you reply, trying to keep your moaning to a minimum while it’s still so early in the game. “Instead of you, who only thinks with your dick.”

Seunghan smiles, fingers massaging over your hole and trying to coax louder moans out of you. “That’s just your effect on me, sweetheart. I can’t help it.”

“I don’t know about that. Maybe you’re just a horndo–” You get cut off because of course Seunghan chooses that exact moment to insert two of his fingers inside of you, making the words on your lips turn into a groan and your head loll back.

“What were you saying, baby?” He asks slyly over your exposed neck, pumping his fingers in and out of you with precision. How can he be so fucking good at this?

You gulp down the saliva that collects in your throat and scrunch your eyes while you bask in the feeling of him pleasuring you. “Nothing.”

“That’s what I thought,” he replies with a smile, moving you to press your back against the bathroom wall and reaching down to wrap a hand around one of your thighs, hooking it up around his waist. You press the arch of your foot on his ass to pull him closer to you and soon enough his dick is pressed in between your bodies and he’s rutting on your lower belly. “That’s it, such a good girl for me.”

You move your hand down to cover his pretty cock, pumping him in your fist the best you can while Seunghan distracts you by scissoring his fingers inside your cunt. You try to look down to see what you’re doing, but Seunghan’s head eclipses your visions when he starts dropping kisses on the valley of your breasts. His lips move to one of your perk nipples and you moan out loud when he sucks it into his mouth, flicking the bud with his tongue. Your pace falters on his length and he pulls your hand away from it to intertwine your fingers together, resting them on the coldness of the bathroom tiles beside your head.

“Hani, it’s your birthday,” you say, and he looks up at you with your boob still inside his mouth. “I should be the one pleasuring you.”

He releases your nipple with a pop, then sinks his teeth on the flesh of your other breast. “But you are pleasuring me, baby. Doing whatever I want with you is all I need.”

You sigh when he licks over your neglected nipple, his tongue tracing around the areola over and over again until he gets tired of it and suctions on that one, too. He keeps the unrelenting pace of his fingers inside of you and moves his thumb up your clit again to rub on it.

“But I want to do more for you,” you whisper, starting to thrust your hips up against his hand. Your head already feels dizzy and your vision starts to get hazy with how much he’s overwhelming your senses. You feel that any moment now you might snap.

Seunghan releases his nipple from your mouth t at the same moment the revolutions down your clit get faster, and you can’t stop your moans from echoing around the restroom anymore while he kisses his way up to your lips again.

“Then you can suck me off after dinner, okay?” He mutters, his natural foxy eyes glinting at you and his mouth drinking up your sounds. “You’re close, right?”

“So close, Hani,” you cry out, gripping his hand tightly on yours and tugging on his hair with your other one.

He smiles at you and presses his lips to yours two times. Then, he mutters, “Cum for me now, pretty girl.”

It’s ridiculous that that’s all it takes to get you there. But either way, your orgasm washes over you, the tingling forming in your belly spreading through your limbs and head while your walls convulse around Seunghan’s fingers. He still keeps his work in your pussy while you scream and drop your lips to bite on his neck to give you something to do.

“That’s it, my love. You look so pretty when you fall apart. I want to watch this for the rest of my life,” he whispers in your ear while you sink your teeth on his flesh.

Once there’s no energy left in your body and you’re babbling incoherently on his skin, he slides his hand up to lift your chin and press your head back on the wall. His fingers wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth and you smell your juices on them, your tongue instinctively darting out to lick at them.

“Shit, baby, you got me so hard already,” he heaves while you suck his digits into your mouth, limp hand searching for his cock again. “There’s no need for that.”

You only release his fingers from your mouth after pressing little kisses on the tips of each one, then you smile at him and wrap your hand around his dick, slapping it against your folds to share your wetness and his precum with each other. “You’re going to fuck me now, birthday boy?”

“Are you up for it already?” He asks, trying to convey worry through his little groans and expletives. “I don’t wanna do too much too soon.”

“I don’t care, you can overstimulate me all you want,” you reply back, hitting his dick on your clit to show him that you’re serious. “I just need your dick inside me, Hani.”

“Fuck yeah,” he groans at both your words and how you guide his dick to your entrance, your cunt sucking his fat head inside. “I’ll fuck you dumb, baby.”

“Be my guest,” you moan back, feeling him slide all the way in one go and bottoming out, your walls stretching to accommodate his heavy girth inside.

Seunghan slides out and inside of you slowly only three times. Then he sets a merciless rhythm, hitting you with smooth, fast and hard thrusts. You wrap your other leg around him and he holds you up with his strong legs and arms, hands grasping your back and ass cheeks. You tug on his hair, kiss his cheeks, nip on his lips and suck on his neck and chest while he keeps fucking you through it all. The wet sounds of his dick fleetly moving in and out of your cunt and your skin slapping together bounce around the walls, becoming the back tracking for the harmony of moans you voice out together.

He doesn’t falter for a minute, not even when you reach down to squeeze his balls. Instead of easing down his flow, he spreads one of your legs apart, securing it to the wall behind you while he scrunches his nose and gazes down to watch how your cunt clutches to his cock every time he pulls back and your hand fondles his testicles.

Seunghan is giving you his everything. Hoisting you up, holding you together, pining you to the wall and fucking you deliciously. Ruining you. His arms bulge and his legs flex while he does it and you can see sweat forming on his forehead. The water still falling from the shower hits his shoulder blades and splash warm droplets on your skins and the shower doors, like it’s painting freckles on the scene, covering you both in the marks of your lovemaking.

You think he never looked as beautiful as he does right now.

“Seunghan,” you call for him and he looks at you with lust and love swimming inside his eyes. You run a hand over the fringe that falls on his forehead, slicking it back and then rubbing your fingers on his cheek bone. Handsome as hell. You can’t quite believe this man is all yours. “I’m close. I want you to cum inside, okay?”

He nods fervently and presses kisses on your hand that’s still on his face. “Yeah, baby, you got it,” he says, his voice faltering slightly.

Just then he slows down the drive of his hips, moving his legs and balancing himself again in between your thighs until he finds the new angle he’s searching for. Your breath hitches when it seems like he slides even deeper inside your pussy. The head of his cock starts to hit that amazing spongy spot inside you and he smiles victoriously when you’re reduced to a blubbering mess. When his thumb rubs on your clit, joining his dick in his effort to make you mad, you’re done for.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” you moan out, squeezing your eyes shut. Your legs tremble and you try to hold it together, but your peak is coming at you faster and faster. “Baby, I think I’m gonna– I’m cum–”

You’re interrupted by Seunghan’s lips crashing on yours and his tongue being shoved inside your mouth. Your orgasm rips through your body like an out-of-control train flying off its tracks. It’s brisk and powerful, leaving your heart racing and your breath short, your mouth hanging open while you moan your boyfriend’s name until your voice feels raw.

“That’s it, baby. That’s a good girl, cumming all over my cock,” Seunghan says, his eyes locking on yours when your jaw clenches. “I’m right behind you, baby. Going to give you my cum now.”

“I want it, Hani, please do it,” you request with a hoarse voice, fighting your words out through the soreness in your throat.

“Oh, shit,” he groans, his hips jerking and stuttering, his cock swelling up and twitching inside you. “Yeah, fucking take it, baby.”

He spills inside your cunt and you moan deeply one more time before he slumps against you, his forehead pressing on your shoulder while your pussy milks him dry. He’s still holding you up, but the hand that was pining your thigh to the wall is now limp, and you move your leg back to wrap around him, tightening your hold of him to keep him inside you as long as possible.

Seunghan moans some more in your ear and you press reassuring kisses on the moles over his shoulders while you both calm down and catch your breaths. When you feel his gasps mellowing out, you press your fingers on his nape and pull his head back to look into his eyes.

“Hi,” you whisper and he gives you the sweetest smile ever, the lines around his eyes cracking and his whisker dimples appearing on his cheeks. “Happy birthday, Hani.”

He hums happily and rests his forehead on yours, dropping five consecutive pecks on your mouth. “Thank you, baby. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you say, pressing your lips on his to give him a full kiss. He responds eagerly, tongue stroking yours and hands sliding to the back of your thighs to kee you up.

You feel his dick stirring inside you again when he pulls back and says, “You think we can go for round two before the guys show up?”

You laugh incredulously at him and unwrap your legs from his body, pushing on his shoulders until he pulls out of you. He whimpers pathetically at the loss of contact and you lift a finger to shut him up.

“Don’t you start, Hong Seunghan,” you admonish him.

He just pouts and catches your finger with his hand, puts it inside of his mouth and starts to suck on it, looking at you wickedly as he does so, all that while his cum starts to seep out of you. Your breath hitches at the scene and because his remnants now sticking to your thighs. But you keep your cool, withdrawing your finger from between his lips until it’s out with a pop. You give his chest a slap and then turn, moving to stand under the shower head to clean yourself.

However, before you can get the soap on your body, his arms are around you again and his lips are ghosting over the shell of your ear. “I’ll be quick, baby. Please, it’s my birthday.”

You roll your eyes at him. He’s insatiable. And he’s definitely going to be late for his own birthday party.

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