#sub!jiho

[darknesscreepin]

choi jiho | c.jh

pairing: dom!reader x sub!jiho

warnings: reader kinda mean, perv!jiho tease, spitting, handjob, exhibitionismish, jiho cries.

summary: choi jiho is a lying loser who can’t seem to stfu so you take matters into you own hands.

you aren’t the type to be overly excited about parties. it’s not like you hated them, but you never benefited from them. the thought of regretful one night stands and hangovers was enough to make you decline your friend’s invite to a party.

“c’mon y/n! it’ll be so funny with you there. seriously, you never come out with us.” kamden, your friend of two years was shamelessly pleading you. you looked past him and saw your other friends silently begging you to go out with them.

after a moment in thought, you finally agreed. it has been a while since you went out and got fucked up—you were nervous for what the night might bring, but excited.

you were at kamden’s house getting ready for the evening. he lived with another mutual friend of yours, brian. the plan was, the three of you ride together, and the rest of your friends meet you there. unfortunately the other half of your group, would be behind schedule, leaving you to venture the party alone. you already knew how things would roll out— kamden would immediately find his way to a beer keg, inevitably brian would follow him and record videos while laughing hysterically.

part of you was wishing you had stayed home, but deep down you acknowledged you needed to get out more. sure, you were kinda nervous. you weren’t used to wandering around a house with dozens of strangers bumping into you. you were usually accompanied by four other people who made the night easier.

you finally accepted the fact that you couldn’t just stand in a corner until your friends arrived. you pushed yourself off a wall and began walking to the kitchen to get a drink. you felt the absence of your friends and decided to get drunk with them, so you poured yourself a non-alcoholic drink. after filling a styrofoam cup with sprite, you spotted a familiar figure in the crowd of bodies.

it looked like choi jiho—he was also a friend of kamden and brian’s. the two of you weren’t exactly civil with each other, so you didn’t consider him a friend. he was especially stuck up, in your opinion, and you were ‘an annoying bitch,’ according to him.

it was weird though—how mean jiho was to you. sure, you hated him, but you tried to avoid him at all costs. jiho on the other hand, went out of his way to bother you. with that thought in mind, you hurriedly began walking in the opposite direction of jiho, but then you heard a voice call out to you.

“y/n!” you stopped and cringed at the familiar voice. “y/n is that you? hey!” you resumed making your way through the crowd until you felt a grip on your wrist.

you looked back and sighed, seeing it was jiho. what could he possibly want?

“you didn’t hear me calling you?” he says, followed by a chuckle.

“no i didn’t hear you, do you need something?” you asked. you figured it’d be best to interact with him once, and to get it over with as fast as possible.

“what do you mean, girl? we’re friends.” girl. friends. the words made you roll your eyes and you went to walk away but, jiho stopped you again.

“let’s go people watch. you’re super judgy so you’ll be great at this.” he said while pulling you away to some random corner. he wasn’t being as crude as he usually was, but he still seemed so passive. jiho lead the two of you to a corner, where you both leaned against a wall. you had a perfect view of everyone who was entering and exiting through the front door, so you made sure to keep a lookout for your friends.

you stood quietly, occasionally sipping on your drink. jiho was currently pointing people out and guessing their life story. you drowned out majority of his words until he spoke in a disgusted tone.

“oh, who the fuck is that dude?” his arm was completely outstretched, index finger clearly on a target. you followed his arm with your eyes and a gasp came out of your mouth.

your eyes landed on a man with dark brown hair, and a sculpted face. your eyes lingered on him—he was beautiful. it took you a moment but you finally noticed your friends were walking in front if him. no, they were walking with him? and towards you and jiho. you had a confused look on your and your face, and you turned your head to look at jiho.

“why the hell is he coming over here?” he was obviously just as confused, but why was he mad?

your friends had finally reached you and you all took turns hugging each other. the guy was just standing behind your friends, watching with a smile on his face. one of your friends noticed you staring and quickly got to talking

“oh my god, sorry for not introducing you guys! y/n this is evan. he’s one of my friends from high school and he came back to town, so y’know, i’m being hospitable.” your friend said, laughing like she just said the funniest thing ever.

you stepped towards evan, outreaching your hand to shake his. you looked up at him, and he smiled.

“nice to meet you y/n. your friends told me how funny you are.” you awkwardly smiled and your eyes shifted towards your friends. they fucking set you up.

“oh did they huh? i can be quite the clown when i wanna be.” you said and forced out a fake laugh. your friends took that as their cue to leave.

“well, we’re gonna go find kammy and brian, you two have fun!” you stood still. there was a smiling evan, standing in front of you— and an arrogant jiho standing behind you. who would you rather be with right now? you didn’t even have to think before grabbing evan’s hand and pulling him to another part of the house. jiho threw his hands up in disbelief and had a “wtf how could you do that to me” look on his face. you just laughed, you didn’t owe him anything. especially not your company.

you and evan finally found your way to the patio outside. the two of you had been talking for about half an hour—learning that you had a lot in common so there a lot to talk about. you couldn’t stop smiling while speaking to him, and you secretly thanked your friends. after a few more minutes you stood up.

“hey, i’m gonna find a bathroom. are you still gonna be here?” you asked, your thumb pointing towards the house. evan smiled at you again.

“of course, where will i go?” you nodded your head and started towards the glass, sliding doors that lead to the patio. on your way in, you spotted jiho walking out. it wasn’t like he was doing anything wrong, so you just continued to the bathroom.

as you washed your hands, you laughed. recalling a joke evan just made a few minutes ago. you were excited to get back to him so you rushed your process a bit and dried your hands on your shirt.

on your way back out, you saw jiho again. this time he was sitting in the living room and he had a huge smile on his face. you were confused, and something about him doing that made you angry. you slid the glass door open and saw evan pacing with a frown on his face. your smile dropped and you walked towards him with more urgency. maybe something happened and he had to leave. you finally stopped in front of him and spoke.

“hey, is everything okay?” he looked up at you and gave you a half smile.

“i’m sorry y/n, i didn’t know there was anything going on between you and that jiho guy.” your face scrunched up immediately at what you were hearing.

“wait what-?” your head was shaking vigorously, heart pounding.

“yeah, he just told me about you guys. i wish you would have told me, but i enjoyed talking to you.” he gave you one last smile before walking off. you stood there dumbfounded, trying to piece together what just happened—then you remembered. you remembered seeing jiho walking to the patio when you went to the bathroom.

with your hands balled in fists, you went inside and looked for jiho. you found him getting another drink and stopped.

“let’s go.” you were fuming and you were itching to hurt jiho. he looked at you and laughed.

“let’s go? i’m not gonna fucking follow-“ you grabbed him by his hair mid sentence and started walking towards the bathroom. his hands were holding his head, and he winced in pain.

you twisted the doorknob to the bathroom and pushed jiho in before you. you entered the room and immediately after locking the door, you slapped him.

“what the fuck did you say to him jiho? seriously, why the fuck are you such a loser?” you pushed his chest and he was up against the sink.

“what are you talking about i have no idea-!” you slapped him again, harder than the first. it fell silent and you took time to breathe, try to reassess the situation. your hands were on your hips as you faced away from jiho, eyes locked on the ground.

you took a final deep breath and turned towards jiho again, eyes still on the floor. your eyes slowly panned over jiho from his feet until you met his eyes. you blinked rapidly, in disbelief before your eyes made way back to his crotch.

“are you fucking hard right now!” you looked at jiho and he had a smug expression on his face.

“what the fuck could possibly be causing you to have an erection right now jiho?” you weren’t done yet, and his demeanor made you more upset so you hit him a third time.

your palm made contact with his cheek and you swore you heard a…whine? he’s getting turned on from me hitting him? fucking loser. the realization made you smile and you looked at jiho. if he was gonna fuck up your night, you might as well have some fun.

his eyes were wide and he looked slightly embarrassed. you walked to him and grabbed him by his chin.

“you’re so pathetic jiho, seriously. you get off to girls being mean to you?” your head was tilted to the side and you had a fake pout on your lips. “bet you jerk this cock to the thought of a girl screaming at you huh?” your unoccupied hand grabbed his dick through his pants and he gasped. his eyes went wide again and his cock twitched in your hand.

“so what the fuck did you say to him?” you asked, anger still evident in your voice.

“what did i say to who?” this time he didn’t seem to be acting. he genuinely already appeared dumb and fucked out by just a few slaps and groping his cock. you shook your head, jaw dropped at how easy he was.

“what’d you say to evan, dumb boy? what made him believe you and i were a fucking thing?” he shuddered at the name you called him and he looked you in your eyes.

“i told him how much we fucked and stuff. told him you spent a few weeks at my family’s beach house over the summer.” your mouth opened and you brought the hand that was gripping his chin, to his hair. you pulled his head back and felt yourself getting hot.

“i would never fuck you jiho. you know why? cause you’re a fucking perv that doesn’t know how to talk to women!” you heard another vulnerable noise come from jiho and you paused. never in a thousand years, did you think seeing choi jiho in such a compromising manner would turn you on. the way he answered you truthfully, the noises, his expression—it all made you want him.

“take off your pants right now.” you demanded. for a moment he snapped out of his daze and looked at you as if you admitted to a mass murder.

“now. or i’ll leave this room.” after hearing that threat, he quickly moved to take his pants off. you nodded at him and tapped his chest.

“take this off too.” you said, referring to his shirt. he lifted the article above his head and it fell to the ground. he had everything off excluding his underwear and you took a step back, looking at him. his waist was defined and you caught yourself staring. he sheepishly moved his body, as if to hide from you and you smiled.

you put your hand on one side of his waist and whispered in his ear.

“i didn’t know you were so pretty choi. if only you could just keep that mouth shut, i would’ve given you a chance a long time ago.” your tongue flicked against his ear and he let out a small breath.

“lying about fucking me. so stupid, you could have asked. who knows i probably would’ve said yes.” your hand inched under the waistband of his underwear and rested on his dick.

“i woulda milked this cock if you were nicer, hmm.” you slowly started moving your hand up and down his length. “but you’re so mean, so annoying to me.” jiho’s mouth was open and he looked you in you eyes, taking in everything you were saying. you could feel precum leaking onto your hand.

“i just like you.” his voice was small and airy. his eyes were locked in on yours and he looked desperate.

“you like me, so every time i’m in your presence you make me want to hurt you? you don’t know how to talk to a fucking girl?” you asked, quickening your pace. his breathing also picked up and he put a hand on your shoulder to support himself.

“i mean look at you—you have me in a bathroom trying to get you to cum. i was just hitting you and you were being so slutty for me.” jiho threw his head back at your words and you pulled his cock out from the fabric restricting it. you put both of your hands on his length and started slowly pumping again.

“look at you, dumb boy. so much to say any other time, but you’re just trying to focus on getting your dick drained.” you shook your head and jutted out your bottom lip.

jiho just whined. his whines were high and strained, like he using his last breath to get them out—it was so hot, watching him react. the way he squirmed, the way he’d grip the side of the sink, and place his hands onto yours. he was so out of it.

“i think i’m gonna cum.” his voice was small, filled with air. you looked at him and saw his eyes were now filled with tears, his expression was pleading. you didn’t want the fun to be over just yet, so you denied him of his orgasm.

“oh you better not cum. wanna see you cry, jiho. bet you look so pretty when you cry, yeah?” your tone was so mocking, it made jiho almost embarrassed. you continued stroking him faster, while bringing your other hand to his tip. your thumb grazed back and forth, over his slit in a constant motion.

jiho’s mouth fell open, you could see drool pooling from the corner of his pretty lips. you felt his hips bucking into your fist so you decided to stop moving your hands. he looked down at you and shook his head. his eyes gathered more tears while he began to protest.

“why’d you stop? i was so close. please.” he was so needy—but not enough. you wanted him to break him. so every time you saw him in public, he’d remember how you made him cry and beg for you.

“no no, not yet. open your mouth really fast.” you didn’t expect him to actually do what you said, but a smile stretched across your face when you saw his tongue hanging out of his mouth. you pressed a kiss to the very corner of his mouth and began to gather saliva in your mouth. you placed both hands on his face and brought it close to yours. with your thumb on his bottom lip, you let a string of spit slowly make it’s way into his mouth. a moan escaped his throat as soon as the saliva touched his tongue. the way he looked at you now was so much different to the way he did before. all your other encounters with jiho, he always glared at you, eyes low, eyebrows furrowed, and lips upturned.

now, he looked at you in awe. his pupils were dilated, sweat was beading on his forehead, and it seemed like he’d do anything you asked. you decided to test that theory and make him do a few things.

“if you really wanna cum, i think you’d just touch yourself for me.” his face immediately fell to a frown.

“no y/n please, i need you to touch me, please.” hearing your name come out of his mouth, so vulnerably made you indescribably horny. you still stood your ground.

“but i wanna see how jiho touches himself. need to see how you make yourself feel good. so dumb, do you even know how to use that cock?” you saw his eyes light up and his dick twitched in his lap.

“i love the way you talk to me.” his hands gripped his leaking dick and he began to stroke, long and slow. a few hisses could be heard coming from him. his dick was turning a light shade of red, and he was getting overstimulated from the sensations. still he didn’t stop. his movements gradually sped up and he became sloppier. he was alternating between hands, his moans were getting louder, but thankfully drowned out by the music.

“please. please y/n, can i cum for you?” his eyes were fluttering, and the tears finally broke free. he let out a high pitched whine and licked his lips. “please touch me. want to cum for you, please.”

watching the continuous flow of tears stream down his face, satisfied you. you stepped towards jiho and replaced his hand with yours. one of his arms was thrown around your shoulder as he supported himself against you. your grip on his dick was so deliciously tight, he welcomed the feeling. his breathing was getting heavier and you could tell he was getting close. you quickened your pace and used the palm of your other hand to massage his red, mushroom head. his lip jutted out and his eyes were so glossy.

“y/n please. i’m gonna cum.” you knew he couldn’t hold on any longer so you allowed him to cum. whispering degrading things in his ear.

“oh look at that, you stupid puppy. getting your nasty cum all over my hand.” his body shook against yours and he wrapped both hands around your neck as you continued to slowly pump him. whimpers left his mouth and he continued to squirt his cum onto your hand and on the bathroom floor. you kissed his neck, and wet cheeks as he was coming down from his high. he wasn’t getting aftercare so you figured that was the least you could do.

jiho slowly removed himself from you and you could tell he was embarrassed. you laughed, watching him put his clothes on while you washed your hands.

“uh…if you’d be down to ever do that again, we so could. like i mean if you want to, cause it’s up to you, y’know.” jiho said shyly. his tone was soft and his hair was still damp on his forehead. a smile came across your face as you thought for a second. you definitely wouldn’t mind seeing jiho like that again, but why let him know that?

“we’ll see, cutie. also clean your cum off the floor.” you said pointing to the puddle he left. you opened the door to the bathroom and quickly ran out, getting as far away from it as possible. it’s not like this is one of the regretful one night stands—if you could call it that, but you were super giddy. i mean you just made choi jiho cry for you.

you found your friends after a few minutes of wandering. you guys spent the rest of the night getting fucked up and you totally didn’t do anything you regretted.

the next morning you woke up and checked your phone. you had a instagram dm request from an account.

choicestickji : can i take you out sometime?

what the fuck did you get into?

a/n: this is so not how i imagine jiho being towards someone he likes but i loved this scenario sm. also i had to make evan as vague as possible cause this isn’t about him😝ummm originally i wanted this to be a oneshot but i might make another part hmmm💭

[seokluvs]

up all night - c.jh ❀

pairing : bf!jiho x afab!reader

warnings : 18+ MDNI!! phone sex (voice and video), masturbation (m&f), praise kink, pet names (baby, love), mentions of sex, slight power dynamic (dom!jiho x sub!reader), squirting

wc : 1,319 words

authors note : hopefully this isn’t too bad… erm.. also his voice is so hjgyufdryhgiubfd i’m so not normal. HOPE U ENJOY!!!

sleepless nights found you more often than you’d like, spending hours on end staring into space begging your brain to just.. turn off.

it was currently 2:41 a.m. and you had a very busy day tomorrow… well, today. you tried everything to sleep. melatonin, tea, reading, just laying there.. absolutely nothing was working.

after many failed attempts to fall asleep, you finally accepted defeat and acknowledged that you weren’t going to bed any time soon.

to pass the time, you decided to call your boyfriend, maybe he’s in the same situation as you right now, or maybe you’re gonna wake him up from his beauty sleep… oh well!

as the phone rang, thoughts of him sleeping peacefully invaded your mind.. maybe you shouldn’t be waking him up in the middle of the night to keep you company..

however, as you were about to press the ‘hang up’ button, you were greeted by his call acceptance

“h-hello? is everything okay? why’d you call so late?” his raspy voice indicated that you did, indeed, wake him up.

in an apologetic tone, you responded

“hey baby, ‘m sorry for waking you up, i couldn’t sleep and wanted someone to talk to.. i can go if you want tho, i don’t wanna disrupt your sleep”

immediately, he refused

“no no no.. it’s okay, i was just worried.. i’ll keep you company, i’d rather talk to you anyways”

and keeping your company is exactly what he did. talking about everything under the sun from how your days went to what would happen in a hypothetical zombie apocalypse, you were beyond glad that he answered the call

but, you had to admit, his sleepy voice was turning you on a lot more than you expected. i mean, his voice is already so sexy but when it’s so deep and raspy from sleeping? wow, you were dripping

literally.. you were soaking wet and completely losing your focus. for the past 5 minutes, he was talking about some funny thing that happened at work, but your brain isn’t processing anything that he said because you’re too hyper fixated on the way his voice softly cracked when he got too excited, or the hushed giggle he let out every few moments

you were so dazed by his voice that you didn’t even realise the way your hand slipped past your waistband, that you started to rub your clit and let out soft whimpers.. you didn’t realise any of it, but he did.

clearing his voice, he spoke up

“whatcha doin’?” he said with a small chuckle

obviously, he already knew.. he just wanted to hear the panic in your voice as you try to come up with a convincing lie, telling you to save it and that he already knew what dirty things you were doing

“i-i’m so sorry .. i just lost my train of thought and i didn’t mean to, i swear.. oh my god… i’m so weird, im so, so sorry..” you blurted out, unable to hide the shame and embarrassment in your voice

“i didn’t tell you to stop, you know” he spoke, his tone much calmer than yours, but laced with something.. was it lust? or were you just so perverted that your mind was playing tricks on you?

questioning what he said in a puzzled tone, he responded, repeating what he said

“i said, i didn’t tell you to stop, you know.. plus, you sound really cute when you whimper.. i wish i could hear it in person” the last part was more hushed, but it still sent a buzz to your core

playing along, you spoke, this time with more confidence in your voice.

“oh? you’d have to do some things to make me whimper, you know. what would you do?”

with that, he began detailing every single thing, deepening his voice during certain parts and speaking in a sultry tone

“i’d do a lot of things to you.. i’d finger you until you squirt all over me, i’d fuck you until you’re crying.. i’d do anything you want me to do… anything”

as he spoke, your hand immediately went back to your dripping heat, this time, you exaggerated your whimpers as you fucked two fingers into yourself. listening to all the lewd and pornographic things your boyfriend would do to you, you notice his voice becoming a bit shakier.

“fuck.. baby, can you video call me?” he asked, voice slightly failing on him

and with that, you turned on your bedside lamp before requesting to video call him.

when he answered, greeting you was messy hair and a darkened expression in similar lighting as you, making it easy for you to figure out that he was also touching himself

after a moment of you both looking at each other, he spoke up

“can you maybe prop your phone up? i’ll do the same”

and you immediately obliged, propping your phone up on the edge of your bed, ensuring that it wouldn’t fall. he quickly followed, doing the exact same as you.

after you propped your phone up, you kneeled back on your bed, your full body on display now

“you look so sexy, love.. do you mind taking your clothes off for me?” he said as he took his shirt off

instantly listening, you agreed before stripping down til’ you were bare, and he did the same. speaking up again, you asked him what he wanted you to do next

“you see that pillow behind you baby? can you ride it for me? pretend it’s me?” he spoke in a soft tone, his eyes glued to yours as he discarded his pants and underwear

and as you did, you got the pillow that was behind you and situated it between your legs, grinding into it at the same pace that he was jerking off.

as your clit ground itself against the fabric, you let out soft moans and whimpers, earning a faster pace from jiho’s hand on his own cock.

as he watched you fall apart on your pillow, he cursed under his breath, wishing it was him instead. rubbing his tip with his palm, his dick grew more and more sensitive and precum leaked all over his hand and length

“mm, think you can stop with the pillow and finger yourself for me?” he asked

and like a mindless slave, you agreed. the pleasure you got from your boyfriend bossing you around and telling you what to do was evident when you sat your legs in front of the camera, leaking cunt in full view just for him to see.

fingering your hole, you threw your head back in pleasure as he cooed praises at you

“so pretty and soaking just for me, you look so gorgeous baby.. mm turning me on sooo much” he said as his hand sped up on his length.

finally, after a few more minutes, he felt his cock twitch as he sped up his hands, using his right hand to jerk off while the left palms his tip.

“fuck.. i’m gonna cum.. all for you, so gorgeous baby” he breathed, and with a few more strokes, he was a cumming, groaning mess.

the sight of your boyfriend cumming only turned you on more, making you speed your fingers up in your cunt, adding your second hand to rub at your clit

after a moment, you felt a tight knot in your stomach, signalling that you were so close to release

“‘m gonna cum.. want you inside me so bad” was all that you could get out through shaky whimpers, and as you were showered with endless praises from your boyfriend, the knot finally loosened and you squirted all over your bed.

“fuck” he muttered under his breath

coming down from both of your highs, you looked over at the clock next to your bed

4:32 a.m.

fuck. you’re gonna be up all night.

[hot-girls-love-jiho]

do you have any thoughts on how Jiho would act if you left him alone after turning him on? he's just so... 🥴

Whew! This was fun to write! I hope you enjoy my first drabble! This just made my brain go brrrrr honestly, like, look at him.

"How Jiho reacts when you leave him hot and bothered"

Warnings: SMUT!!!! non-idol!au, female reader, sexual topics, unprotected sex, established relationship, pwp (barely any plot lmao), blonde Jiho, Jiho is a tall menace, nicknames (doll, pretty girl, baby), mentions of sexual topics, mentions of eating out, fingering, looks like Jiho is gonna be the sub and boom! dom-Jiho, sub-reader, hair pulling, marking, cumming inside (oops), aftercare.

Word count: 3,025

Sinopsis: You showed your boyfriend Jiho your outfit before going out with your friends, driving him crazy until you came back home. You knew exactly what you were doing. He just can't keep his hands off of you.

Your boyfriend Jiho had been waiting all day for you to get home from your outing with your best friends, he was already devastated that it was a "girls hangout" and he wasn't invited to be glued to your side at all times, but he was also devastated because of the outfit you decided to wear! Like, were you trying to torture him on purpose?

Were you trying to torture him with that purple croptop that revealed the expanse of your abdomen, which he loved to bite and kiss, but he hadn't been able to do so in soooo long? That pretty little denim mini skirt with ruffles and bows, also purple (his favorite colour, another point added to the list of reasons why Jiho needed you there and then) that hugged your waist and then flared beautifully along your hips, stopping at your mid-thigh? You definitely knew the effect you had on him, letting him see you before leaving your shared apartment for hours without knowing when you'd be back.

He tried to distract himself the whole time, he really did, but images of you came to his mind whenever he tried doing something else, like trying to get ahead on house chores, or even when he tried to play a game on his phone. You just wouldn't leave his mind, and poor Jiho couldn't handle it anymore.

Luckily for him, just when he was about to give up trying to watch a movie to pass the time, he heard the familiar jingle of your keys unlocking the front door. Now, the urge to just jump you and attack you was definitely there, but if you knew the effect you had on him, you wouldn't let him live it down, so he had to get you in bed while also being slick about it or die trying.

"Oh, you're back" He tried to sound careless, to keep his eyes glued to the screen in front of him and not your figure standing in the doorway.

"Yeah, the girls had things to do, so I had no reason to stay outside anymore" You replied, taking off the white platform shoes you decided to wear to tie the outfit together, and walking towards the couch, hearing the soft padding of your sock-clad feet against the wooden floor.

The lack of your platforms meant that when standing side to side with him, the height difference could be way more noticeable. It's not too much, but Jiho is a bit taller that you after all. Just the thought of your beautiful doe eyes looking up at him, fluttering your eyelashes, made his knees go weak. Good thing he was sitting on the couch then.

"What'cha watching?" You asked, plopping down next to him, taking the liberty of placing your legs, bare and soft, right on his lap. Oh no. Your boyfriend's brain short-circuited at the sight of the skin he so wanted to touch, caress, kiss, nibble, worship... But he took a deep breath, regaining his composure. Remember Jiho, be nonchalant about it.

"Uhhh... Just... A movie" He managed to say, much to his dismay, having to rip his eyes away from your thighs in order to look you in the eyes. "Sorry for being gone for so long, were you bored?" You shuffled closer to him, reaching out to pet the blonde strands of his hair. "Just a little, but it's fine, I'm glad you had fun with your friends--"

A sharp hiss escaped through the boy's teeth when your fingers accidentally caught onto a knot on his hair, pulling on it slightly. Jiho loved when you pulled on his hair, especially when eating you out, so the feeling reminded him of your taste, the wetness that coated his lips whenever he decided he was done tasting you... Oh god, how long will the torture last? "Sorry! I didn't mean to-- Oh..." You quickly apologized, until you saw your boyfriend's blown out pupils.

"You... You okay?" You swallowed thickly, unable to break the intense eye contact, sinking into the blonde's deep eyes that seemed to scream for you. "Yeah... Unless you do that again" His normally smooth voice came out deeper. It wasn't a threat, he swears, it was more of a warning, his way to see if you actually wanted to do anything tonight or you were too tired for it.

Your tongue swiped between your lips quickly, to prevent them from drying before Jiho's eyes, and he swore if your hand wasn't tangled in his hair, he would've leapt forward and caught it between his own lips. Your eyes took in his appearance, he looks hungry for you, ravenous. He's not even looking at your puppy eyes, he's shamelessly sharing at your lips, then your chest, your waist... Lower and lower, the longer he waited to see what you would do.

When your fingers, still tangled in the blond strands, pulled again, Jiho was a goner. He straight up moaned, throwing his arms around you to pick you up, with your legs wrapping automatically around his waist to let him carry you to where his heart desires. He took you to the bedroom you two shared, and dropped you onto the bed. "Don't say I didn't warn you, doll."

As soon as he finished speaking in that voice that made your panties stick to your core, he leaped towards you, he couldn't contain himself anymore, screw being nonchalant, he wanted you, he needed you right now.

With a speed that shocked you, he was on top of your body, holding his weight up with one hand snugly perched above your head, on the bed, while the other hand reached your mouth, one finger tracing your lips, staining the tip of it with your lipstick. "J-Jiho..."

"What is it, pretty girl? Are you done torturing me? Playing with my patience? Because I don't think I'll be able to hold back this time" His voice rasped slightly at the end, making your cunt pulse. Normally, Jiho was soft in bed, even when you were a brat, he managed to punish you while also being gentle, but having to wait for you for so many hours knowing that you looked so delicious means that all of that gentleness and self restraint had dissipated from him tonight.

"I didn't mean to torture you, I promise..." You breathlessly said, while your eyes drifted away. Liar. "Oh? So you didn't mean to? You didn't mean to provoke me with that outfit and then leave me for hours with that image burned in my mind?" And the way you looked away and swallowed gave you away, you looked too guilty for it to be a coincidence. "You planned it all, didn't you?"

You wordlessly nodded, maybe if you didn't speak, he wouldn't punish you. "Speak up, I wanna hear you." The commanding tone made you bite your bottom lip, squirming beneath his scrutinizing gaze. "I planned it, I j-just wanted to see how you would react..."

"Well, you got what you wanted" And with that, he was on the move again. His lips soon found their rightful place on your sensitive neck. Not only did he love you leaving marks on his elegant neck, but he loved marking you for everyone to see. That's why he started sucking and nibbling on the column of your throat, making you whimper softly.

He sucked a big, dark mark that would only get darker as time went on, pulling away to admire it with a proud grin. Before you could give him hell for giving you such a big hickey, his lips crashed against yours in a mess of tongues and saliva. Your hands found comfort on his shoulders, and he allowed you to hold onto them. He pulled away from the heated kiss only when the air became necessary, and even if he had only kissed your lips and your neck, you already looked ruined, lipstick smudged around your mouth and that hickey saying hi to him.

He made quick work of your top and bra, you always found so attractive the way he could easily pop your bra open, with one hand. Not even you could do that, but Jiho's elegant and long fingers could. Speaking of, those same fingers trailed back to your front to tweak at your nipples, slightly hard from being out in the cool air of the bedroom. "Look at you... I only kissed you once and you're already panting" He announced in a mocking tone, because he was right, with just one kiss you were already panting, and the fingers rubbing at your nipples only made it worse, making you twitch and sigh.

His mouth dived for your chest, his lips wrapping one of your nipples while his fingers still toyed with the other one. Your squirming worsened, and you heard a tsk coming from your boyfriend. "Stay still or I'll tie you up." That was a threat, because even if you liked the kinky aspect of being tied up, not being able to touch Jiho killed you every time, so you tried your best to stay still and obey his command, while also letting out soft whimpers.

When he decided he was done with your nipples, he pulled away so he could kiss lower, towards your abdomen, so soft and kissable. He also bit the skin softly, wanting to mark it as his, because you are his. "J-Jiho-- People will see--"

"I. Don't. Care." You had never heard the blond growl like that, and it was one of the hottest things you ever heard. Even your body reacted to it, making you feel a pang of pleasure in your stomach. He obviously noticed the way you reacted, and he chuckled against your skin, taking note of your positive feedback to his new behavior. His hands inched closer to your skirt, that you itched to take off, but then he stopped. "You know what? I'm keeping this on"

How could he take off such a flattering piece of clothing? There was always something about fucking you with one piece of clothing on that made him so excited, be it a skirt, one of his shirts, one of his hoodies... So he kept your skirt on your body, instead reaching under it to hook his fingers around the waistband of your panties. He took notice of the dark, wet splotch on the crotch of the item. "Is this all for me? Wow~ I'm flattered" He teaser, rubbing your core over the fabric with one finger.

"Please... Take them off, please..." You begged, in a breathy voice that made your boyfriend want to take you right now. But he smirked, and shook his head. "Not yet, be patient, pretty girl" He said as he rubbed with the pads of two fingers now, watching that dark spot on your underwear grow as you became wetter.

Then, as you became more and more desperate and needy, you now had an idea of how Jiho felt not being able to be with you for so long while you were gone, poor Jiho. He flipped up your skirt to have a better view of your lower half, still adamant on not taking off the skirt, and finally pulled down your panties, leaving them dangling around one of your legs, he didn't have the patience he usually had to take off your clothing properly and neatly. Not after your little stunt.

He got closer to your bare core, blowing a little bit of air purposefully on your sensitive little clit, that was pulsing, begging to be touched, begging for your boyfriend's attention. He teased a little more, making you think that he'll devour you, only to pull away and kiss your thigs, marking the skin on there as well, squeezing the meaty part to keep you still and prevent you from shuffling closer.

"Jiho I swear to god..." You muttered, feeling your impatience grow as the seconds passed and his mouth or fingers weren't on you. "You think you deserve to complain right now? I don't think so..." He growled again, biting down on your thigh a bit harder, not enough to seriously hurt you, only to make you yelp and jump. You almost instantly apologized, making him grin smugly, and he decided he had tortured you enough. For now.

The second he dragged his tongue along your entrance, up to your swollen nub, you gasped out of shock and pleasure, your body tensing up on reflex, relaxing again as soon as he kept licking and sucking on it. If there was something about Jiho, it was that he loved to use his mouth on you, and what a mouth he had. He knew exactly how to drive you crazy, just like he's doing now. Your whimpers and moans filled the room, motivating him to lick quicker, while also inserting two fingers inside of your cunt, pumping them at a moderate pace, curling them up. "Oh my god... Jiho..." You threw your head back, moaning out in pleasure.

"That's it, moan for me..." The blonde was painfully hard in his sweats that did little to hide that fact, but right now he was busy attending to your needs and your body. The taste of your juices made him hum into your core, making you feel the vibrations of his voice, and gasp because of it. You could feel the tension in your lower abdomen grow, getting closer and closer to your release. Jiho knew, he knew your body better than anyone else and could catch the telltale signs from a mile away, so when he felt your insides clench around his fingers and a new wave of wetness coat his tongue, as well as your shaky fingers pulling at his hair like you did before on the couch, he pulled away, leaving you breathless, whining at the loss of contact. He chuckled, finding it endearing.

His wet fingers traced back to his own mouth, using that tongue that drove you to the edge to clean them up. He hooked them around the edge of his shirt and pulled it off, watching your face as your eyes shamelessly rowed over his lean figure. "Someone's eager, I better give my girl what she wants" He caught his bottom lip between his teeth, seeing the way you looked at the bulge in the crotch of his sweats. He didn't waste anymore time, and pulled down the article of clothing, carelessly throwing it somewhere in the room along with his boxers and your earlier discarded top and bra.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer, separating your legs so he could slot himself between them. "You look desperate~ Lucky for you, I can't hold back anymore" You knew that if he had any more patience left in him, he would tease you for a lot longer, until you broke, sobbed and begged for him, inflating his ego even more. Like he said, lucky for you, that's not the case this time.

He lined his cock with your hole and pushed in, groaning at the warm feeling of your walls fluttering around him, swallowing him up without a single complaint, and he kept pushing until he was fully inside, stopping to allow you to catch your breath. He gently combed away your damp hair from your forehead, pressing his lips against it in a soft kiss before giving you the first thrust. You gasped, holding onto him even tighter.

He took it as a sign to keep going setting a slow pace to begin, thrusting into you while littering kisses all over your face and jaw. When he decided it was enough, he picked up the pace, making eye contact with you and your watery eyes. You looked ruined in the best way possible, and that motivated the blond even further, pumping into you harder, faster, until you saw the stars, practically screaming out his name. It was a miracle that your neighbors hadn't filed a complaint for the both of you yet.

One of his hands went to the back of his neck, where both of yours clasped tightly. He separated them, instead interlacing your fingers with his, pressing that hand into the mattress. His free hand dropped to your front, tracing right circles on your clit with a dexterity like it was something he did every day. That made your back arch beautifully, something thay Jiho loved to see, since it meant that you were about to come undone for him.

The intensity of the pleasure the both of you were feeling built up to an electrifying peak, and you were the first one to succumb to your orgasm, feeling a rush of pleasure from your head to your curling toes, moaning out your boyfriend's name like it was the only word you knew. He didn't stay behind, hips stuttering as he whined your name in a way that made your stomach fill with butterflies. "Ah-- That's it... Cum for me... Let me fill you up..." He panted, keeping his hips flush to yours so he could spill his warm cum into your awaiting hole.

For a few seconds, the only thing that could be heard was both of your agitated breathing, Jiho pulled out, allowing you to catch your breath. He stood up so he could grab a towel and a glass of water to clean you up and help you stay hydrated. "Baby I didn't mean to be a bad girl I promise... I mean... I did plan it, but I just wanted to play with you" At your weak words, he softly smiled, coming back with the items mentioned prior, cleaning you carefully with the damp towel.

"I know, pretty girl, I like that you're so playful, I love you." He pressed a soft, sweet kiss to your lips, making your eyes close slowly. "I love you too..." And then, you succumbed to the tiredness that weighed your eyelids, falling asleep as your lover took care of you. He finished cleaning you up, took off the skirt that he fucked you in, put you in one of his oversized shirts, then took a shower and came back to cuddle you and sleep as well.

[kireilien]

Pls make more kiah smut 🙏🙏

hiiiii anonnnnnn i ♡︎ writing for mackiah as i am feeding *checks notes* all 47 of us!

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing; dom!kiah, sub!reader, fem!reader, race neutral reader, heavily implied ddlg i apologize., oral fixation, finger sucking, panty kink, oral (f receiving), spit play, use of “baby,” “daddy” once

guys something about ampwon and oral fixation i swear that entire group has a long ass line of men who would LOVE having their cute partner slobber on them ugh ♡︎

“baby wanna suck on my fingers? yeah i’ll let you suck on them c’mere,” kiah would whisper. he’s so soft with you, you could honestly tell him that you’re gonna blow up his house and he’d still coo at how cute you are.

your mouth is slobbering on his digits, making them all messy and warm and kiah just sits there loving how your in his grasp being the cute baby that you are coating his fingers in your spit. his in paradise rn he wouldn’t want it to be any other way.

sparkly, watery eyes, looking up at him, mentally thanking him for allowing his fingers to get all dirty as kian gently caresses your hair, “don’t worry baby, keep that pretty head blank, you have me and my fingers, okay?”

i would also like to say kiah has an oral fixation but in the way he loves doing oral.

he’d bury himself between your legs whenever he can, sniffing at your panties, suckling at your panties, toying with them, if he could use all five senses to please your pussy he would. he finds it so hot when he eats you out with the panties on, he’d love the mess it makes.

kiah would dribble some spit to your already messy panties and go to town. coating your panties i’m not only your juices but his saliva all over. you’re whining to him about how messy it is saying, “too messy— makin’ me dirty,” and what does kiah do? shove his fingers in your mouth.

baby isn’t supposed to be talking, baby is supposed to shut that brain off and take what daddy gives you!

if you were wondering which members: kam, jiho, ky, kiah, maybe siyun if i wanted to be self indulgent i fear

and i keep writing abt men who keep the panties on before they eat. i have an insane problem.

back 2 catalog

[misunhye]

₊‧ ͙⋆◞𓏸𓈒 ִֶָ ⁽ ⠀ basics ⠀ ⁾

BIRTH NAME ﹕kang sunhye (강선혜)

STAGE NAME ﹕misun (미순)

BIRTHDAY ﹕october 19, 2000

ZODIAC ﹕libra

BIRTHPLACE ﹕namwon, south korea

ETHNICITY ﹕korean

NATIONALITY ﹕korean

₊‧ ͙⋆◞𓏸𓈒 ִֶָ ⁽ ⠀ physical ⠀ ⁾

FACECLAIM ﹕kim chaewon

HEIGHT ﹕163cm (5’4”)

WEIGHT ﹕47kg (103lbs)

BLOOD TYPE ﹕b

₊‧ ͙⋆◞𓏸𓈒 ִֶָ ⁽ ⠀ career ⠀ ⁾

OCCUPATION ﹕idol

COMPANY ﹕sm entertainment (2012 —)

GROUP ﹕nct (2016 — ), got the beat (2022 —)

UNIT ﹕nct dream (2016 — ) nct u (2018 —)

₊‧ ͙⋆◞𓏸𓈒 ִֶָ ⁽ ⠀ history ⠀ ⁾

Misun was born on October 19, 2000 in Namwon, South Korea to her idol soloist mother, Kang Sumin, and music producer, Ahn Jaesun. She is the only daughter and youngest child, sister to actor Ahn Jiho and songwriter Ahn Jaesuk. A few months after her birth, her parents sent her to Dallas, Texas, where her brothers lived with their maternal grandparents. Up until 2011, her grandparents were the ones to take care of her and her brothers.

In 2009, it was widely accused across South Korea that Misun was the result of her mother’s affair, her biological father being one of her mother’s backup dancers. It was never confirmed or denied, but her mother became even more inactive in her career than she had when she originally gave birth the first two times. Her parents battled in court over custody over their children; including Misun— going so far as having her take a DNA test. Unfortunately, the media was right; Misun wasn’t her father’s biological daughter. Ultimately, the court ruled in Sumin’s favor, saying a child should never be without their mother.

In 2011, her parents divorced and Misun and her two brothers lived with their mother with visits to their father ever so often until they all turned the legal age. At the time that she became a trainee, Misun was twelve and was adamant on finding something to occupy her time so she didn’t have to spend time with her mother as her brothers were preoccupied with their careers and school to be the buffer between the two. In June of 2012, Misun was scouted by SM Entertainment when Dispatch leaked her and her brothers’ pictures when at the custody trial. Feeling as if she had something to prove to the world, she properly auditioned with S.E.S’ Just In Love and was accepted. In 2014, she was revealed as a SMROOKIE and was a popular female trainee, being on Mickey Mouse Club with the other Rookies.

Misun was originally part of the lineup for Red Velvet, but at the time of their debut, she was deemed too young. Yet, a year later, Kim Yeri would be added into the girl group despite only being a year older. She was very close to leaving the company, but one of her fellow trainees convinced her to stay.

In 2016, it was revealed she would be the sole female member of co-ed (boy) group NCT and be in the sub-unit NCT Dream. She is one of the most popular members due to her being the only female in NCT.

[smutoperator]

Rules, kinks and favorite idols/groups

I've had this blog for a while but finally I'm not busy enough to keep it active. So there are the rules:

Idols must be 18 or older (obviously).

Sex must always be consensual.

Besides rape, I also avoid stuff like scat, vomit and necrophilia.

I don't write G!P smuts. I allow for the use of strap-ons but not actual penises for idols that have vaginas.

I keep note on every request and will select a few if the story fits. All smuts will feature at least one female idol and a male reader.

My favorite fantasies are: anal (my #1), breeding, creampie, dirty talk dom/sub, facefucking, morning sex, poolside sex, public sex, rough sex, spanking and titfucking. As you can see, I'm on the rougher side of the spectrum and my smuts veer into the porny side but can do romantic stuff if asked to.

Now on to the idols.

I have idols spawning from 2nd to 4th generation as my biases, my all time top 10 is, ordered by their groups: AOA Seolhyun, Blackpink Jennie, Dreamcatcher Yoohyeon, Girl's Day Yura, f(x) Krystal, Ive Wonyoung, Iz*one/Soloist Eunbi, SNSD Yuri, Twice Jihyo and Twice Momo (and RV Seulgi but I don't write smuts about her for finding her too cute to lewd).

Here are the idols from each group, order alphabetically, I can write smuts of. Inside their groups, the idols are ordered by my personal preference.

4Minute: Hyuna

Aespa: Karina - Ningning - Winter - Giselle

After School: Nana - Kahi

Alice: Sohee

AOA: Seolhyun - Choa - Hyejeong - Jimin

Apink: Bomi - Hayoung - Eunji - Naeun - Chorong

Berry Good: Johyun

Blackpink: Jennie - Jisoo - Lisa - Rosé

Cherry Bullet: Jiwon

Cignature: Jeewon

CLC: Seungyeon - Yeeun

Dal Shabet: Subin

Dreamcatcher: Yoohyeon - Gahyeon - Handong - SuA - JiU

Exid: Hani - Junghwa

f(x) : Krystal - Victoria

Fromis 9: Saerom - Chaeyoung

Gidle: Soyeon - Shuhua - Minnie - Yuqi - Miyeon

Girl's Day: Yura - Hyeri

Gfriend: Eunha - SinB - Sowon - Yuju - Yerin - Umji

I.O.I: Somi - Doyeon - Sejeong - Jieqiong - Chungha - Mina

Itzy: Yeji - Chaeryeong - Yuna - Ryujin

Ive: Wonyoung - Gaeul - Yujin - Rei - Liz

Iz*one: Eunbi - Wonyoung - Chaewon - Minju - Hyewon - Yujin - Sakura - Yena - Chaeyeon

Kep1er: Xiaoting - Yujin - Hikaru - Chaehyun - Dayeon

Le Sserafim: Kazuha - Chaewon - Yunjin - Sakura

Loona: Heejin - Yeojin - Hyeju - Yves - Haseul - Jinsoul - Kim Lip

Lovelyz: Mijoo

Mamamoo: Solar - Hwasa

Miss A: Suzy - Fei

Momoland: Ahin - Nancy

Newjeans: Danielle - Minji - Hanni

Nine Muses: Kyungri

Nmixx: Sullyoon - Haewon

Oh My Girl: Arin - Yooa - Jiho - Yubin - Mimi - Hyojung - Seunghee

Rainbow: Jaekyung - Hyunyoung

Red Velvet: Joy - Yeri - Irene

Secret: Hyosung

SNSD: Yuri - Yoona - Taeyeon - Seohyun - Sunny - Jessica - Tiffany - Hyoyeon - Sooyoung

Sistar: Soyou - Hyolyn - Bora - Dasom

Stayc: Isa - J - Seeun - Yoon

T-Ara: Hyomin - Jiyeon

Twice: Momo - Jihyo - Sana - Mina - Tzuyu - Dahyun - Nayeon - Jeongyeon - Chaeyoung

Weeekly: Monday - Zoa - Jihan

WJSN: Bona - Cheng Xiao

Wonder Girls: Sunmi

[xkamheex]

Master List

Smut: ⭐️ fluff: ☁️ angst: 🌹

-Ampers&One-

(Na Kamden)

(Brian Ho)

(Choi Jiho)

(Yun Siyun)

(Choi Kyrell)

[lgctee]

V&A - AGITO

VERSUS & AGITO, more commonly known as V&A, is an seven-membered boy group under Legacy Entertainment. The group’s permanent line-up consists of AJ, YUSHIN, K, WON, WOOJIN, JIHO, TEE, HARU and KEEHO. V&A primarily promotes within two separate sub-units, VERSUS and AGITO, and will only promote as a full group on special occasions.

@lgcyushin | @lgcjiho | @lgcharu | @lgckeeho

And here is Agito’s. As mentioned in Versus’ one, I just did basic timelines and went off what I could find so if months or years are wrong I apologise. Also I know some hair colours are wrong but I could only use what I could find render wise. 

PSD CREDIT

[lgcjiho]

━━ lee jiho : future dreams season 7 memory museum

his journey, he thinks, is one that is long but it's not anywhere near its end yet. there's something about looking back at moments in his life and thinking of which ones defined his career thus far. it's difficult, he thinks, considering that he thinks that every single moment and every single decision has lead him here. there's a lot to comb through, but he thinks he's chosen ones that are important to him.

video one ( future dreams, season 1 finale )

future dreams season 1 was the very first time he had attempted to put himself out there. before this, he had only been a trainee for about a year and a half, and he hadn't really done much regarding what he thought his talents were at the time. he had sung for his audition and danced a little bit, but he was pretty sure that the reason why he had been accepted at the time was that he had a pretty face.

but, after a discussion with a few friends, he had decided to just go for it.

and he had no regrets afterwards. there were plenty of times on the show that he thought he wasn't going to do well, like when the initial rankings had been revealed and he had ranked tenth out of nineteen male contestants. it wasn't the ranking he had thought he deserved, but he had taken it in stride and had tried his best to become better. he remembers the audition song he had chosen, learning how to do the dance for should've held on and trying to figure out how to make it look good while using it to audition solo when the original choreography was for 6 people. he remembers doing the initial interview and being so nervous when he had been asked to name a rival, and he could think of anyone to say and just blurted out his cousin's name. he had worked so hard to do well during the first season of future dreams and the finale of season 1 had proven to him that he had done well. well enough to gain attention, and where there was only supposed to be a top three, he had been added in as a fourth.

of course, he hadn't won the solo that had been the prize for season 1. but he had gotten his name out there, and he had proven to himself that he really did want to be an idol, to be on stage. and that was more priceless to him than anything else.

video two — the struggle ( future dreams season 3 finale : debut confirmation )

contrary to what most would probably think, he thinks of the confirmation of his debut as a struggle. perhaps it would have been more of an achievement in his mind had he not been given the role of leader from the getgo.

it's funny to him now, thinking back, but he had been absolutely terrified when he had been named as the leader of v&a's sub-unit agito. he had been the leader only once or twice before, and his groups had done okay but he had never thought that he would be separated from jaesun. technically they were in the same group, but he hadn't thought there would be subunits. he had always just assumed that jaesun would be the leader, so he had never even thought in his wildest dreams he would be one too.

the first couple months after the announcement had been difficult for him, considering he's an introvert and awkward around new people. at the time, he had only really known haru out of the original four agito members and haru hadn't been his roommate. he had needed to really step out of his comfort zone and get to know the other members—which he's glad for because he would consider yushin a close friend now. but the thought of it had been daunting at the time.

and then he had needed to take some public speaking classes, knowing that he would be put on the spot to make speeches and thank people as the leader. and on shows he would be asked to explain their concept and their song and introduce people, so he had put in a lot of extra hard work the months between the debut announcement and the actual debut. but, he wouldn't change anything if he was able to go back in time. not a single thing.

video three — the achievement ( writing dionaea )

in all of his life, he had never really thought about becoming a songwriter. someone who had been (and still was) very important to him early in his career had been an aspiring producer, and he had been inspired somewhat by that person. he had started jotting down ideas whenever he had them, just writing down poems and lines and words that he thought sounded nice. or could sound nice if he tweaked them. he had taken a few literature classes and creative writing classes and he had never thought they would be useful in this way.

at this point, he has multiple notes on his phone's notes app that is just lines and lines and pages and pages of endless scrolling, filled with ideas he had written down. anything that came to mind that he thought could be a lyric one day, any ideas—all were written down. usually, after a while, he would go through them and start piecing things together in a way to make them as cohesive as possible, tweaking here and there.

submitting them had also been on a whim.

but receiving news that they could be used was even better, and he remembers entering the studio to work on it with the producers was a dream come true. he had thought he had achieved his biggest dream, of debuting and standing on stage under a group name that was his own. but this? this was different.

it was when he realized he could achieve multiple dreams. they had even ended up performing diaonaea at a year end show, and he had really felt so proud even if he only had partial credit.

but the reception from eterval had been really great, and that had only spurred him on to write more and more. and once they had received their own private studios to work in?

he had never looked back.

video four ( studio choom, motley crew cover )

considering that he had debuted in a group with a 'fresh' concept, he had been pleased when he had been able to choose his own concept for his cover. he had even chosen the song, and had been able to direct a lot of what he had wanted into it even though he didn't participate in the choreography aside from the transition part.

honestly, he had never really felt restricted in any sense when it came to their given concepts—he didn't mind having the fresh concept, since it made sense in comparison with type zero's and versus' concepts. he never felt like he needed to show anything else when he was in agito.

but alone? there were many different things he could show.

and he wanted to show that he wasn't only good at one type of concept—he wanted to show that he was malleable and could fit anywhere that he was put. he had participated in a few different types of songs before, but they were always bubbly or upbeat. flash and hit were different, but he had always had minimal parts in those songs too, despite being center for flash as well.

motley crew was a song that he had always enjoyed, considering how wide of a music range he listened to. with the remix, done exactly how he envisioned it, this studio choom cover was everything he had ever wanted when he had thought about showing a different side to him. especially with the clothes and the fake tattoos and everything.

also, it had been something fun to film and he had enjoyed every moment leading up to it, with the planning and the practicing and then finally the filming. he truly believed he had shown the world something that he was really proud of.

even rewatching it now, he still felt proud of it.

video five — the defining moment ( future dreams season 7 : chaser stage )

as a composer/producer, he's always wanted to write a song for himself. it was a goal, if he was honest, and he had never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would be able to do something like this so early on in his career. he had been focused on writing for agito, and for other legacy groups, and had wanted his next big project to be a title song for agito—but a solo song had never been on the list. maybe ten years down the line, once agito had made a name for themselves and he had done his military service, he would plan to announce a self-produced self-composed solo debut song for himself. but this? future dreams season 7 had been a pleasant surprise, and he had thrown himself into it with all the enthusiasm he could muster.

he had partaken in every single aspect of the song, from writing lyrics and composing the song, to the outfit and the stage preparation. he had even contributed ideas to how he wanted to walk around on stage. and the best part—aside from helping the production team write the song, because he had genuinely learned so much from working with professionals—was the fact that he had been able to contribute to the stage aesthetic with his own art.

his art had not been something that he had shared with anyone else before this, not even his own groupmates, so it felt kind of fun to hide that sort of easter egg in the background when he would be performing in front of the backdrop. it was likely no one would ever notice, but he was proud of it nonetheless.

how the stage had turned out was better than anything he could've ever dreamt up. it felt insane to be able to see all of his ideas come to fruition the way that they did, considering that he had started with a powerpoint of abstract ideas.

it gave him the confidence to think that he really could do well with this. and, well, if anything? he had be able to work on every single part that was needed to prepare a stage and he had learned so much during it. no matter what the outcome of this season was, he was already proud of himself.

[jingyuanmilkies]

1. kim taeso : leader, main rapper, producer - face claim : intak - p1harmony

2. jung jiho : eldest, main vocal, producer - face claim : wonpil - day6

3. lee seongil : main rapper, main dancer - face claim : keeho - p1harmony

4. yichen : main vocal, main dancer - face claim : ricky - zerobaseone

5. park matthew : sub vocal, main dancer, producer - face claim : san - ateez

6. (l/n) (m/n) : main vocal, sub rapper, maknae - face claim : your face (tapi untuk book ini author akan pakai foto lain untuk placeholder)

[darknesscreepin]

choi jiho | c.jh

jiho kneeling before you, looking like an angel freshly fallen from heaven. the way a pink ribbon adorned his hair, one gracing his neck, falling against his bare chest, and a last one—wrapped gently, yet tightly around his arms that fell behind him.

he’d look up at you with the biggest doe eyes, glossed over in adoration, and sparking like there were stars in them. he’d sit there blinking his pretty eyes, a small smile on his lips as he waited for your orders.

“you look so pretty, jiho.” you’d tell him, bending down and caressing his face. he’d look away and you didn’t miss the way his ears turned red, and cheeks became a light shade of pink. finding him cute, you would giggle which resulted in an embarrassed whine coming from jiho.

“enough teasing my cute baby, you want me to make you feel good?” your voice sounded to right to jiho, whatever you said, he’d do. jiho let out a nod to your question, but you needed more.

“i need to hear you say it. can you do that for me?” you asked, kissing his forehead, encouraging him to give you a verbal answer. jiho nodded his head before speaking.

“yes, ‘wan you to touch me.” his voice was airy, and barely above a whisper. a smile appeared on your face, hearing jiho.

“good boy, that’s much better.” jiho would have so much pride to keep up the title as ‘good boy.’ even in his bratty episodes, it didn’t take much to have him begging to be praised.

you remove the underwear your boyfriend is wearing, and take in his appearance. his lips were slightly glossy with his spit, the rise and fall of his chest draped with ribbon, making him look so delicate.

your hand moves to jiho’s cock and he flinches, slightly surprised at the sensation. your pace quickens as you feel him throb in your hand. if you were to spit in your hand, then jerk him, jiho would moan so loud. his mouth would part and he’d take several, short inhales.

the closer jiho got to his orgasm, the harder it got for him. as much pleasure he was in, it also felt like a punishment—not being able to touch you, to hold you, while you made him feel good almost broke jiho. but he’d stay good for you, only for you.

“can i cum?” jiho’s legs were spread, and he was challenging himself not to buck into your hand. his inquiry was followed by a series of airy moans. his eyes bore into yours as he silently pleaded, but you stood your ground.

“not yet pretty boy, soon though. can you wait for me?” your unoccupied hand made it’s way into jiho’s hair as you jerked him. your fingers massaged at his scalp as your other hand kept a slow, steady pace. his head drew back in pleasure and his mouth opened, again answering you with a nods.

“words, please.” you stated, a kiss being placed on his cheek.

“yes. yes, i can wait.” jiho was making the prettiest noises at this point, getting louder by the second. he could feel his body temperature rising, another loud groan leaving his throat as you circled his leaking tip.

gathering the pearl of precum, you slicked it over his length. a lewd, almost pornographic sound being produced with every stroke. you sped up, watching jiho writhe. his eyes were blown, black hair sticking to his forehead. you continued your actions, taking the time to kiss jiho and whisper praises into his ear.

“you’re doing so good for me.” jiho’s eyes screwed shut and he put his head in the crook of your neck.

“my beautiful boy, you deserve everything.” jiho couldn’t hold out anymore. he reached his orgasm, a loud, broken whine erupting from him. thick ropes of cum dripping from his pink tip, falling onto your hand, and the floor. his hips would buck into your fist, riding out his orgasm, before coming to his senses.

coming down from his high and realizing he didn’t ask you to cum, immediately upset jiho.

“mama, i’m so sorry. i’m so sorry it just felt so good.” jiho shook his head, his plump lips in a pout. he wished his hands weren’t tied, so he could grab your arm—show you how serious he was.

“i swear i didn’t mean to, i was trying to be good for you.” jiho’s voice was whiny and he sounded like he was about to cry. you couldn’t do anything but smile at him, knowing he was being truthful.

you sucked your teeth and made your way behind jiho. “i know my sweet boy. you did so good, there’s no need to apologize.” you untied the ribbon restricting your boyfriend’s movements, unraveling the restraints with care.

you made your way in front of him once more. you lifted his arms and examined them—looking at the pink imprints the fabric made, almost like they were still there. you brought his arms to your mouth and place tiny kisses along them.

“you did amazing.” the volume of your voice mimicking jiho’s from earlier. your fingers carded through his black hair, soft sighs falling from his mouth.

“thank you so much.” jiho said, snuggling into you further.

UMMM I POSTED THIS AND IT GOT LIKE ONE LIKE LMAOOO SO IM REPOSTING IT! um to anon who requested this, i hope you saw the original post or this one comes across your feed😭i’m actually in lovebwith this ask tho. let’s see if i flop again🙏🏾

[seongminiz]

i love all of tbz yess but those 3 are always out to get me😓😓 but.. i’m kinda.. a sub!hoon advocate atp… like i’m kinda feeling hyunjae and juyeon being a little more dom leaning (i love sub!jiho though too…) and then younghoon just wants to suck on ur tits he just wants to make u feel good and to cum for you when you tell him to

also side note. not sure if this is controversial or what everyone believes cuz i weirdly have a hard time finding tbz fic content but. chanhee is a dom. eric is a sub. i said what i said.

i literally have never been to a country club in my life i think i don’t think they are a thing where i live either so anything i say will be entirely based off movies and my own fantasies lmao but honestly u nailed it bc country club!owner, lifeguard!matt, rich, spoiled, brat!reader. nuff said. braincells: exploded. u did that!!!! /pos

i swear i’m not trying to tease either i rly want to write about subby biker or street racer!hee they’ve just actually given me a task to do at work😓 otherwise i don’t do anything all day so i am thinking up smutty thoughts to waste time and brainpower.

- 🧁 anon

ooooo controversial take i like it . i mean i see hoon as more of a soft dom for no reason other than pure self indulgence since hes my ult („• ᴗ •„) still , im not against the idea of subby hoon especially when it comes to dynamics that involve other members !!

if dom!chanhee n sub!eric r controversial then consider me ur #1 defender ‼‼‼‼ bc i agree 100% especially on chanhee being a dom !! theres not a single subby bone in his body n im tireddd of ppl assuming the opposite just bc hes more 'feminine' ,,

istg i mighttt just turn the mattwoong sandwich summer special into a fic if i have time bc !! omg !! absolute brainrot

its ok focus on ur work first ! its not a problem bc im 🫶🏻unemployed🫶🏻 so im always on here 😭😭

[hot-girls-love-jiho]

Pooki i peeped that you're also s jiho bias (TWIN) and i think he would low key be a bit of a brat tamer??? BUT LIKE HEAR ME OUT FROM THIS VIDEO HES SO HOT 😩😩 THE WAS HE LOOKED AT MO (sorry seungmo 😭) BUT LIKE I WOULD LET HIM BEND ME OVER

sfw link

THE FACT THAT I KNEW EXACTLY WHAT CLIP YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT BEFORE EVEN CLICKING THE LINK IS INSANE

Even more insane was seeing that I had it saved in my favorites already, I'm genuinely insane for him you have absolutely no idea

Brat Taming with Jiho

Warnings: SMUT!!! Dom!Jiho, Sub!Fem!Reader, brat taming (obviously), spanking, overstimulation, edging, dacryphilia, begging, rough!Jiho, punishments, reader gets tied up.

Jiho is absolutely a brat tamer and nobody can change my mind holy fuck. Also, that was one of the clips that made me fall in love with him. The way he's looking at Seungmo tells me everything I need to know.

You're usually a good girl, and when you are, he treats you like a princess, like you hung the stars in the sky. But as soon as you start misbehaving and disobeying him? Honey buckle up because it's gonna be a WILD night.

Whenever he asks you to undress for him, you obey so quickly, so when you don't, he gets impatient really quickly. Also when he asks you to get on his knees for him, or literally anything else.

He'll shoot you a warning look, like the one on the clip, bark another order, threatening you to keep being a fucking brat. If you do decide to continue being a brat, he'll treat you like one.

Sometimes he'll bend you over his knee, making you count the amount of times he spanks you, making you start over if you lose count, threatening to hit your ass even harder because you literally asked to be punished. He won't stop until your ass is red, raw, and painful to touch.

Other times he'll edge you, either with his mouth, fingers or a vibrator, until you're crying, sobbing, begging for mercy. He doesn't fall for your crocodile tears or your rushed apologies, because he knows you'll act out again in a few days or weeks.

Then, after edging you for what seems like hours, days, ages... He lets you cum once. Then another time. And another. Overstimulating you to the point of crying again. This time when you cry and beg, it's for him to stop. "It's t-too much!!" You'll stutter out, your pleas falling onto deaf ears. "Didn't you want to cum so bad? Weren't you begging for it? I'm being good and giving you what you want, stop complaining." He'll respond in a dry, firm tone.

And finally, the worst punishment he can give you is not being able to touch him. He'll tie your hands to the headboard of the bed, enjoying the view of you struggling. He'll move far enough to be out of reach, undress himself, and put on a little show. "Eyes on me" He'll warn, because if you dare to look away, it'll be much worse. He will touch himself in every way that you usually do, making you so needy, making you yearn for him like never before.

He'll also make you feel guilty for disobeying him. "Ah... I really wanted to use your mouth, but bad girls don't get to suck dick." "I guess I'll have to relieve myself since you don't deserve me inside of you..." "Bad girls don't get fucked, stop complaining" "My cum will have to go to waste this time since you decided to act out, such a shame" He'll taunt and tease you in every way he can to make you apologize over and over, and then, he'll consider letting you enjoy him or leaving you there to learn your lesson a bit more.

When he finally has enough of your crying and complaining, he fucks you fast, hard, until you can't even speak or form a coherent thought anymore. That's the only way to get you to stop complaining.

I can't believe how fucking quickly I wrote this oh my god. What have you done to me.

[kireilien]

so...

What do you think about Jiho giving head with that lip ring he has in the new comeback pics... :)

sorry other anons i HAD to get my grimey hands on this.

haru. yk i have some fucking thoughts

tw/cw. nsfw content, cursing; teasing dom!jiho, sub!reader, fem!reader, race neutral reader, jiho’s lip piercing sigh…, clit stim, dirty talk, temperature play, oral (f receiving), spit play, use of “honey” 

jiho is so fucking annoying with that damn lip ring. 

but, it’s not like it came from nowhere. 

the day that jiho decided to come over with that lip piercing for the new comeback, it was all over from there. jiho innocently shows you it, sliding the jewelry around with his tongue is starting to make you feel dizzy. 

the way it hugs his lips right. 

the way his tongue runs it over. 

the way you can explicitly imagine the jewelry in places you feel a little shy to admit.

you’d constantly look at the jewelry, your eyes dragging along the movements of jiho’s lips as he’s talking, when he’s playing with it, and even when he’s not even doing anything. it’s simply perched on his lips, begging for it to be played with. 

or rather jiho is begging for you to get played with. 

this is how we got here, your hands up in jiho’s hair, bare lower body, legs spread and shaking as jiho teasingly flicks his lower lip as the cold metal hits your clit over and over. he’s not even eating you out! you’re pathetically whining under his touch because he’s bumping the stupid jewelry on your clit. “wow, honey, you’re melting… just because of my lip piercing? i think you could even cum right… now.” almost like a command, you cum right when jiho says so. 

your pussy is leaking. 

disgustingly filthy by cumming over the coldness of a piercing. 

jiho smirks as he watches your orgasm wash over. your jaw is slack, head thrown back deep into the pillows, and your pussy is getting the sheets so dirty. “i can’t just leave you like this, can i?” jiho murmurs as he comes back to your cunt, licking it flat against his tongue. your body trembles at his movements, “ji–ho! wait– still sensitive!” you gasp out. but, jiho doesn’t really care. he spat a large drop of his spit over your clit, watching it fall on the rest of your pussy. he dives back in to swirl his spit everywhere he can. 

he’s lining your labia. 

he’s ever so ghosting your slit. 

he finally flicks his tongue in. 

it’s so messy with all of your spit, your previous orgasm, and your impending orgasm. jiho loves how you’re getting messy for him. it’s staining his lips, the tip of his nose, running down his chin, maybe it even smears to his cheeks. you don’t really care how messy you’re getting. you’re so focused, too focused on his tongue, it makes your brain melt. just like how jiho wants you. 

messy and melting. 

just how he wants his honey to be. 

men and lip associated jewelry take me.

back 2 catalog

[lgctee]

V&A - VERSUS

VERSUS & AGITO, more commonly known as V&A, is an seven-membered boy group under Legacy Entertainment. The group’s permanent line-up consists of AJ, YUSHIN, K, WON, WOOJIN, JIHO, TEE, HARU and KEEHO. V&A primarily promotes within two separate sub-units, VERSUS and AGITO, and will only promote as a full group on special occasions.

@lgcjaesun | @lgcalex | @lgcyeonwoo | @lgcwookjin

I had too much fun making this. Since the members of V&A have been updated I decided to make an edit for funsies. I just did basic timelines and went off what I could find so if months or years are wrong I apologise. Also I know some hair colours are wrong but I could only use what I could find render wise. Anyway, hope you like. Agito is coming next ^^

PSD CREDIT

[lgcjiho]

━━ lee jiho : lgcretreat individual introduction

an introduction seems kind of funny, but as one of the senior artists on the show, jiho feels like he has a lot to live up to. what facts about him does the audience already know and what can he use to surprise them? he has to think for a while, glad that he's not up first or anything so he has some time to brainstorm about what would be the best things to say.

once it's his turn, jiho bows politely to the camera and waves. "hello everyone, i'm lee jiho, leader of v&a's sub-unit agito and also the main dancer and lead vocal." okay, that was just the basic stuff, and he has to remember the other things that he had been reminded to say.

"i was a trainee since 2018, until 2021 where i had the honour of debuting in v&a," he says, smiling and he looks towards agito, feeling very proud of how much the subunit has grown since three years ago.

three random facts was where he was having a bit of trouble but he thinks he knows what he can say. "i'm not sure how many of you watched the first season of future dreams—it's been a long time, i know—but one thing about me that people are surprised by when they find out is that i love spicy food. i don't have any peppers to show off this time, but you'll just have to take my word for it." he feels like he should've checked to see if the episode of lgc girls japan versing agito while eating spicy food had been released yet before he had said this, but maybe people will just prove him right with clips eventually.

he'll check on twitter eventually.

"i got a late growth spurt so my profile says i'm 173 but i'm 176 now," he adds, grinning and he knows haru will tease him for this after but he doesn't care, considering he's too used to it at this point.

"and lastly, i've picked up painting as a hobby. i might share some art soon but for now, don't have your expectations too high," he jokes towards the camera, doing a peace sign before he heads back to his spot to let the next person do their introduction.