#taesan🎸🐈‍⬛

[4ranghaes]

thoughts and opinions on how the members would react if another bnd member were to accidentally walk in during freaky time? 🫠

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd when another member walks in !

bnd ot6 x reader [smut, separate classifications for each]

a/n: you won't believe this but this was half written in my drafts already before you requested😭😭😭

sungho🎀 ft. taesan! [fem!sub!reader, dom!sungho, nothing much else to warn about lol]

“fuck, y/n– so fucking good,” sungho muttered, his hips pistoning into yours at a bruising pace. your back was against his chest, one of his hands gripping your hair to keep control, the other circling your clit. you had your head flung back on his shoulder, eyes closed, tight-lipped as you tried to hold back your moans.

you had already cum twice this evening, sungho’s desire not letting up as he continued to push you through orgasm after orgasm.

“s-su-sungho,” you moaned, one of your hands moving to grip at the roots of his hair.

“shh, shh, shh,” he hushed you, his harsh grip on your hair changing to a comforting pet, “don’t let the members know what we’re doing, huh baby?”

you whined, as sungho laughed at your reaction. he shoved you down onto the bed, hand on the back of your head as he held you down, shifting position as he stood at the edge of the bed. as his cock re-entered your tightness, his hips resumed their brutal attack.

“o-oh–” a quiet voice came.

suddenly, your connected bodies were illuminated from the hallway light spilling into the room.

“oh, fuck!” sungho exclaimed loudly, quickly trying to cover up your naked body anyway he could, first his body, then his hands, then the blanket, while a shocked taesan continued to stand in the doorway.

“i–i’m— oh my– i’m sorry—” he stuttered.

you laughed, having been wrapped up in the blanket, as sungho stood, his hard cock still upright as he motioned furiously at taesan.

“get the fuck out, dongmin!” he yelled.

“what’s happening?” riwoo asked, beginning to open his bedroom door.

“nothing!” taesan exclaimed, slamming sungho’s bedroom door shut before the trauma could spread any further.

“jesus christ,” sungho breathed, laying his body over yours, his face burying in your neck, embarrassed as you just laughed. “y/n, that was not funny.”

you smiled, kissing his head, “it kinda was.”

riwoo🦦🍡 ft. leehan! [fem!reader, no real sub/dom dynamics, dry humping, riwoo cums in his pants]

“you’re so beautiful,” riwoo grinned, the playful laughter coming from the two of you and the tickle match you’d been engaging in dying down as you remained seated atop your boyfriend, who was laying down.

he was looking up at you with honey eyes, one of his hands interlocked with yours as the other rested on your hip. you smiled, beginning to grind your clothed heat over riwoo’s growing bulge.

his eyes fluttered shut, his head flinging back against the pillow as he sighed out a groan.

“so good to me, sweet,” he said, his breathing becoming heavier as your pace increased, the two of you desperately humping on each other.

his hand moved to your clothed core, pulling the material tight to admire the visible wet patch on your panties, and the way it was spreading to his grey sweatpants.

“fuck– y/n— i’m cumming,” riwoo hissed, as you whined.

“i’m not even close,” you pouted, both of your garments well and truly being soaked as hot cum spilled from your boyfriend’s tip, though your hips didn’t slow down; riwoo’s grip on your thighs tightening in response.

“hyung, do you want to order chicken?”

both your’s and riwoo’s heads snapped to the door, leehan looking between the two of you. he looked at your shocked expressions, furrowing his eyebrows.

“what?”

the position may have been compromising, yes, but you were also fully clothed, and from the door leehan couldn’t see anything wrong.

“dong–donghyun get– just give us a min— fuck,” riwoo couldn’t help but let a groan slip out as he adjusted his body, desperately trying to not let leehan see the spilled cum all over your cores.

“oh,” leehan spoke, eyes suddenly widening as he caught onto your panicked expressions and frozen bodies, “just… come out when you’ve finished. or when you’re done. come… out. fuck. i’ll leave now.”

“please do,” you said, laughing in embarrassment.

leehan smiled awkwardly before backing out the door, closing it in front of him.

riwoo’s face was screwed up when you looked back to him, eyes squeezed shut tight and nose scrunched up in embarrassment.

“oh my god,” you laughed, covering your face with your hands before leaning forward into your boyfriend’s chest.

“ya, why is he such a weirdo,” riwoo laughed, “ugh, kim donghyun!”

jaehyun🪻🐕 ft.sungho! [fem!reader, kinda dom!jaehyun, cocky!jaehyun, fingering, exhibitionism, jaehyun terrorising the boys and the dorm]

“get off me jaehyun,” you threatened, feeling your boyfriend’s hand creeping down your body.

an evil laugh erupted from his mouth as he looked at your serious expression.

“no!” you exclaimed, catching his hand as he started climbing up your skirt and descending into your panties, “jaehyun. we promised the boys we’d stop having sex in the living room.”

“oh come on, this is hardly sex,” he scoffed, your grasp somehow letting up, his fingers now working on your clit as you sighed in satisfaction. “and look how good it feels, baby. don’t you want this?”

you rolled your eyes before smiling, leaning up and pressing repetitive, hungry kisses to your boyfriend’s lips, “i really do.”

jaehyun smirked, working one finger, then two, inside of you, his thumb continuing to apply pressure on your clit. your hips thrusted gently, chasing the feeling, while your lips hardly left his. for as much as jaehyun loved giving kisses, you’d found a rhythm of sloppily making out every single time, and by now it was one of your favourite parts of sex with your boyfriend.

“oh, come on you two,” sungho said, exasperating.

you pulled away from jaehyun’s lips with a gasp, though the boy just smirked at you, his hand not moving an inch. he looked up to sungho and laughed, “what?”

“look, i know the agreement was no sex but we all know where this leads too! stop making out in the living room!” he scolded, approaching to sit down next to you.

you looked with a terrified expression to jaehyun, who was still chuckling.

“what?” sungho said, worried.

“what?” jaehyun asked, a cocky smile on his face.

“you’re being weird. and she looks… like she’s being held here against her will,” sungho said, examining your face, “y/n, what is he doing to you now—”

sungho quickly connected the dots, before he could finish his thought. he looked down, seeing jaehyun’s hand up your skirt. he couldn’t help but laugh, exasperated.

“are you joking me? ya, myung jaehyun you have no fucking shame!” he scolded, “go to your bedroom now!”

“why don’t you?” jaehyun tested, “we might be a while.”

you hid your face in jaehyun’s chest, embarrassed, as sungho scoffed.

“out! now!”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ ft.riwoo! [sub!taesan, dom!fem!reader, masochist!tae, mentions of tae being marked up/bleeding, slapping, cock ring]

“tae, look at me,” you commanded, tugging on his red locks, “baby. look at me, come on.”

taesan whined, eyes heavy as he looked up at you. you slapped his cheek, trying to get him to snap back to reality. he moaned at the impact.

“you’re such a little slut,” you laughed, “but you need to come back to me, okay? cause i’m not done with you. so i’m not gonna touch you for a while, i’m gonna touch myself and you have to watch.”

taesan nodded lazily. his hands were tied tightly behind his back, attached to his ankles as he sat on his knees on the floor in front of his bed. his breath was laboured as he looked up at you, body bruised and scratched, his face was red from being repetitively slapped as well. he was bleeding from a couple places and had hickies littered all over his chest and back. he was naked, cock standing upright and it had a silver ring on tightly at the base.

“don’t take your eyes off me, baby, otherwise i’ll have to punish you later,” you said, settling onto the edge of the bed and spreading your legs, revealing your soaking pussy to your boyfriend.

he moaned loudly at the reveal, desperate expression as he tried to move closer. you smiled, beginning to circle your clit. your mouth dropped open, breathing deepening as pleasure spread through your body. taesan was groaning as he watched, hand ties rattling as he pulled at them.

“i wanna taste you so bad,” he moaned, looking up at you with big eyes.

“taesan-ah!” the door swung open, riwoo barging in with a jar in one hand. “i need you to open this again for me—”

he stopped completely, eyes widening as he assessed the scene. you and taesan did the same, not moving a muscle, staring back at the boy. riwoo backed out the room slowly, closing the door behind him without saying a word.

“oh my god,” you said, snapping your head back to your boyfriend.

“oh my god,” he replied, flopping forward onto your lap, burying his head in your thigh, “i can’t. get this off me. oh my god i’m gonna die.”

“it’s okay, it’s okay,” you whined, laughing in embarrassment.

“it’s not, it’s never gonna be okay again,” taesan whined as you undid the hand ties, taesan quickly tugging off the cock ring and jumping into bed.

“dongmin,” you pouted, climbing in after him.

“i’m leaving the band.”

leehan🪸🐠 ft.woonhak! [dom!leehan, sub!fem!reader, cum kink]

“fuck,” leehan swore, his hand gripping the curve of your hip, just above your ass, watching as it slammed down over and over again on his cock. “fuck always feel so good for me.”

your ass was covered in leehan’s cum, not to mention the stuff dripping out your hole. your boyfriend always liked it messy but this was ridiculous.

he was sat lazily in his desk chair, watching you do the work as his head lulled back, biting his lip. he brought a hand to the thick liquid, scooping it up before bringing his soaked hand around your body and feeding it into your mouth. you moaned against his fingers.

leehan laughed at the sound. the boys were home, and he knew it, so did you, but when leehan got an idea in his head, it was hard to get it back out. he’d seen this angle, this exact scene, in a porn just the other day, and he’d been dying to try it with you, bringing it up over text and initiating it almost as soon as he saw you.

“donghyun– i’m– i– oh fuck! i’m tired,” you whined, panting as you continued to bounce up and down.

leehan ran a hand over your ass, the hand getting dirty as he smacked the skin. he used his clean hand to grip your hair, pulling you back so his mouth was next to your ear. “i don’t give a fuck, baby girl. keep going until i say we’re done, okay?”

you moaned loudly, whining and whimpering as you continued the motion of your hips.

“good girl,” leehan smirked.

suddenly, the door opened, making you gasp, ceasing your motion. leehan chuckled, allowing it, as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his body.

“what?”

“hyung,” woonhak’s voice came, though he didn’t show himself behind the door, “uh. um the other members asked me to come in and um…”

“and?” leehan asked, voice cocky. you smacked his thigh, glaring at him. the two of you clearly knew what he was asking. your boyfriend just laughed. “ask us to stop fucking so loudly?”

you were so embarrassed, whining and hiding your face in leehan’s neck.

“yeah,” woonhak chuckled, “sorry. sounds like you guys were… having fun? i just– it’s our only day off. maybe you could go to y/n’s place?”

“sorry, woonhak!” you spoke up, wincing from embarrassment.

“that’s okay, noona,” he said, “yeah, just… stop now. please.”

the door shut and you smacked leehan’s shoulder, whining.

“what?” he laughed, “you knew they were home.”

“i know! but it’s you who got us into this mess,” you pouted, “fucking clean me up.”

“it’d be my pleasure—”

“not like that!”

woonhak🧸 ft.jaehyun! [no sub/dom dynamics, fem!reader, overdramatic jaehyun]

“oh fuck, y/n,” woonhak moaned, watching the way his cock disappeared inside you.

you giggled as his hands refused to leave their interlinked state with yours, “feel good?”

woonhak smiled, panting and groaning, “you drive me crazy. so good.”

“my thighs hurt,” you pouted, leaning down and placing your hands on your boyfriend’s cheeks, stroking gently as you kissed his lips, “can you help?”

woonhak smiled, hooded eyes watching you. his hands moved to start massaging your thighs before he flipped you over, bringing your thighs to straddle his body, hands not leaving your bare skin as he set a new pace, thrusting in and out. you both moaned as he sunk back inside.

“woonhak-ah!” jaehyun called, “woonhak! my baby! where were you in the studio, i missed—”

the older boy gasped as he entered the room, a shocked look painted on his face. woonhak started panicking, covering you with the duvet before scrambling out of bed, grabbing one of your disregarded t-shirts to hold over his exposed junk.

“hyung?!” woonhak exclaimed, “what the fuck are you still doing here?! get out!”

“wh-wha— why– when? i can’t— woonhak, my– my baby— since… when…?” jaehyun stuttered.

“i– i’ll answer all your questions tomorrow can you just… get out?!” woonhak scoffed, beginning to shove his friend.

jaehyun was staring at you now, looking betrayed as you laughed slightly, sitting up and making sure to cover yourself with the duvet.

“i- i liked you… i trusted you…” jaehyun whispered.

“hyung,” woonhak laughed, shoving his unmoving friend, “please! leave!”

“okay,” jaehyun said, “but this is not over. we’re talking about this tomorrow. we’re having the talk. are you using protection?!”

“hyung! get out!”

[4ranghaes]

<3

taesan x reader smut

warnings : pussy eating, needy taesan, fem!reader, cum eating(?)

💌 : this might be a little bad because i haven't written in so long :(( i hope you enjoy it & let me know any feedback <33

taesan coming home from a long dance practice, tired and needy. he walks into the shared bedroom after showering, already having put on some black sweatpants that hang a bit loose around his hips. you look over from your phone to admire him in this state, slightly disheveled hair, shirtless and still a bit damp from rushing to dry off.

taesan sits on the bed next to you, leaning over to place his head under your jaw. feeling his breath fanning over your neck & his hair on the side of your cheek tickles slightly. his plump lips pressing light kisses against your skin, and his hands running up your sides.

"what's gotten into you today, sani?" you ask him, giggling breathily. he pops his head up and brings his face close to yours, lips ghosting over your own as taesan whispers. "need you, please.." his eyes are so dark with lust, you couldn't resist the look in them.

you move slightly to press your lips against his, a minty essence in the air around you. a soft groan elicits from taesan's throat before he pulls away and starts kissing down your body. feeling warmth blossoming in your lower stomach from the nips he's leaving in his wake.

lifting up your shirt, he kisses the space inbetween your boobs before moving the cup of your bra down to suck on your nipple. he's trying to take his tome as much as he can but, you can see the pure desire and yearning in his dark brown eyes. his cheeks begin to flush and hos breath has slightly picked up. taesan moves to admire you a bit, scanning you over while licking his lips, seemingly deciding what he'd like to do next.

it's not long before he returns to your neck to suck at it and leave a mark, it's dark and very noticeable. his hands are on your hips, pulling your shorts down. lifting your hips to give him access as you whimper lightly due to his small attack on your neck, nipping as if he were a vampire trying to obtain his meal.

taesan's hands run down to your thighs, spreading your legs open so he can shift his body inbetween them. his kisses resume from your chest down to your stomach, before reaching the line of your panties. you were expecting him to take them off. when he presses his lips against the red fabric, your breath hitches.

he softly licks at your folds through them and your hips twitch up slightly, silently asking for more. taesan allows his tongue to drag up against the dampening fabric a few times before he pushes them to the side. he looks down at your pussy with longing and hunger swirling in his eyes. he pushes his nose against the skin right above, kissing your clit before he allows his tongue to start dancing along your folds.

your whimpers and soft moans ring out through the room, bouncing off the walls as he continues to eat you out. taesan looks you in the eyes, holding eye contact before moving his hand from your thigh, to slip a finger in your dripping hole. he gives you a few seconds before he starts moving his wrist, already looking for the gummy spot that makes you shiver.

"you're doing so well f'me... you look so pretty like this baby.." taesan murmurs, his voice raspy and low due to his arousal. he looks down at his finger buried in your heat and plunges another finger in before continuing to lap at your clit. your hands find their way into his soft hair, brushing some of them off of his forehead before lightly grasping it. he hums into your heat and the vibrations send pleasure coursing through your body.

you whimper out as your thighs start to tremble around his head, "taesan.. i'm so close.." he makes a slight noose of acknowledgment and continues his pace. your walls clench around his fingers and he presses his face further into you. the knot in your abdomen snaps as your back arches against the mattress and you start to see stars behind your eyes as he brings you down from your high.

taesan pulls his fingers out from your pussy, and looks at you with an unreadable expression on his face. he smirks before putting his fingers in his mouth, teasing you. you avert your eyes in embarrassment as he moves to kiss you, slipping his tongue in your mouth and smiling inbetween kisses. he sits up and smiles down at you. "that was fun," he giggles out, a playful look dawning his features. "can i do that again later?"

and with that, you're suddenly aware that you're in for a long night.

[4ranghaes]

bnd 04z x reader [smut, fem!reader, soft dom!leehan, hard dom!taesan, leehan x taesan]

warnings: SMUT!!!!!! MDNI!!!!!!!, use of real names, threesome😛, reader is in established relationship w/ leehan, dom!04z, mostly sub!reader, degradation, blowjobs, cunnilingus, boys kissing, dacryphilia, overstimulation, cum play, unprotected sex, this has EVERYTHING!

23:09 - “leehan stop!” you exclaimed, though doing nothing to help the situation while straddling his lap.

his lips were on your neck, leaving wet kisses and certainly some marks. his big hands were cupping your ass, keeping you firmly on his lap, slightly pushing you forward just enough to grind his hard length against your heat.

“donghyun,” you whined, “we can have sex, i just… let’s go to your bedroom, please!”

leehan just pulled away from your neck, flashing you a teasing smile before pulling your t-shirt up so he had access to your boobs. you whimpered, so, so afraid that one of the members could just stroll in at any moment. you pulled your t-shirt back down, covering leehan’s head with it.

it didn’t deter him, your boyfriend now continuing his assault all over the fat of your boobs spilling out your bra. you closed your eyes, letting out a breathy moan as he massaged one of them in his hand, letting his tongue flick over your nipple of the other.

“s-stop…” you moaned, leehan laughing at the sound.

“so unconvincing, princess,” he responded, a smug smile on his hidden face, “you’re gonna have to try harder than that.”

you whimpered, placing your hand on the back of his head to shove him back between your tits. your eye lids were fluttering between closed and open, between pleasure and making sure no one walks in.

“he’s right,” taesan’s voice suddenly came. your head snapped to the door, gasping loudly as you almost fell off leehan’s lap; his hands moving to save you, his mouth not moving off of marking your boobs. “didn’t realise you two were such sluts, though. good for you.”

“tae– i’m so—” you cut yourself of with a moan as leehan sucked on your nipple. you clamped your lips shut, embarrassed to be making those noises in front of one of leehan’s members. taesan’s eyebrows raised. “i’m so sorry– i’m trying to get him— donghyun stop!”

leehan slowly pulled his head out from under your top, looking at you with an innocent, confused look on his face before offering a small smile to taesan.

“you alright?” he said.

taesan nodded, coming to sit beside the pair of you, stretching his arms up above his head as he clicked his jaw, “yeah, bit tired. woonhak’s being annoying so i came downstairs. this is a lot more entertaining though.”

“right?” leehan smirked, not taking his eyes off you. “want a turn?”

taesan smiled, turning to look at you. he tutted in thought, cocking his head. “i don’t know. i usually prefer the bed, you know? i’m not a slut, like some people.”

you rolled your eyes, feeling frustrated and annoyed at both boys now. you grabbed them both by the ear, dragging them to leehan’s bedroom. taesan’s pleas to let him go fell on deaf ears as leehan just laughed.

“i’m so fucking horny so one of you better do something soon or i’m sorting myself out,” you said, throwing taesan down on the bed. leehan stood behind you with a proud smirk on his face as he looked past you at his friend.

“darling,” leehan spoke, placing his hands on your hips, his mouth right next to your ear, “why don’t you show dongmin-ie all the pretty little marks i just left on you?”

you bit your cheek, suddenly becoming shy as the reality dawned on you of what was about to happen. you pulled your shirt off in one swift motion, leehan beginning to nibble at your neck after you did so. taesan sat up on the bed, resting on his elbows, a smile spreading across his face as he looked at your marked-up boobs, decorated wet with spit. he bit his lip, sitting forward and reaching a hand up your skirt.

“you’re so wet, princess,” taesan said, teasingly using the nickname he’d heard come from leehan’s lips so often, “i guess you like having your tits played with, huh?”

you swallowed, leehan chuckling as he gripped your hair, moving your head in an up and down motion; a forced agree to taesan’s question.

“what about your pussy, hmm?” taesan asked, his big brown eyes glistening up at you in curiosity as his fingers played with the waistband of your panties. you were stood in between his legs now as he sat on the edge of the bed.

“she loves it so much,” leehan drawled, pulling your skirt down to leave you in your soaked panties as both boys smirked, “says she can’t even touch herself anymore, always needs someone else playing with her.”

“is that so?” taesan asked, “wow, you really are a princess, hmm?”

you looked at him shyly, leehan rolling his eyes before agreeing for you again. “why are you being so shy today?! you usually can’t shut up. go on princess, lie down.”

you smiled slightly, laying down on the bed, before suddenly feeling scrutinised under the view of both boys.

“go on, dongmin,” leehan said, motioning to the foot of the bed, “play with her pussy. she’s gonna use her mouth on me like she always does, right princess?”

you nodded, still too shy to say much in front of taesan. though he was now kneeling in front of your open legs, spreading your thighs to expose the visible wet patch of your panties to him.

you fought against his grip, trying to close your thighs again as taesan’s hold suddenly strengthened, slamming your thighs to the bed. he tutted, “there’s no need to be so shy, princess. i’ve heard all of your noises before. i’m right there, you know?”

he pointed up to the ceiling, as you swallowed thickly. he was right, and you’d never thought of it before.

“i hear all your moans for your precious donghyun-ie,” he teased, leaning forward, his lips ghosting over yours as his hot breath fanned over your mouth, “and your sobs? oh god, your noises are so beautiful, y/n.”

a smile started growing on your face before you bit your lip, leehan was stroking your hair as he sat beside your upper body, both of you staring down at taesan as he moved between your legs. he was laying on his stomach, legs off the end of the bed as he placed soft, slow kisses to your inner thighs, still held down by his strong grasp.

you shivered, mouth falling open to let out shaky breaths. leehan smiled down at you, kissing your forehead gently, “you like that, princess? you like dongmin-ie’s mouth?”

you nodded quickly, leehan’s hand intertwining with yours as he used his other hand to take off his clothes. he was left in his boxers, his cock head poking out the top of the tenting material. you bit your lip, letting go of his hand to brush lightly over his covered cock. he smiled down at you with a loving gaze.

taesan stole your attention quickly, dragging your panties down your legs and ripping them off, keeping them balled up in his hand as he leaned down, blowing cold air onto your cunt.

you gasped, bucking your hips as taesan smirked at you. he leaned forward, kissing the skin before using his tongue to circle your clit. you whined out a moan, leehan laughing at your pretty noises.

“can you help me out, princess?” leehan cooed, his hand resting atop your head as he finally rid himself of his boxers. you watched taesan’s eyes, flicking up quickly to see his friend’s cock before returning to the task at hand.

you nodded desperately at seeing your boyfriend’s length. he straddled your body, your hands holding onto his thighs as you took his thick length in your mouth. leehan was always gentle, rarely breaking away from being a soft dom. you were unequivocally his princess, so even as he thrust into your mouth, he made sure to go slowly, checking your eyes to see for any pain or discomfort.

you, on the other hand, loved it. watching leehan’s face above you, screwing up in pleasure, eyes rolling back, sweating, moaning; having the view of his cock in your mouth and his face was everything you could dream of, and it wasn’t often you chose this position. not ever, in fact; but when taesan was abusing your clit so badly that you can’t concentrate on your boyfriend’s cock for moaning, leehan knew exactly the position he wanted.

leehan’s hands gripped onto the headboard, watching your eyes roll back in your hand, your tongue flattening around the underside of his cock as you paid more attention to taesan’s mouth. leehan’s heart sped up, biting his lip as he stroked your hair.

“is he making you feel good, darling?” leehan cooed, tears lining your eyes as you nodded, “doing so well for both of us.”

taesan chuckled behind leehan, “such a slut, isn’t she? she’s leaking all over the bed.”

“she’s never had two at once,” leehan commented, your eyes locked as he looked at you lovingly, “but you’re right, she’s a cockslut, i’m sure she’s loving it. isn’t that right, princess?”

you nodded, swallowing around leehan’s cock as he groaned. “you should see her face, dongmin. she looks wrecked.”

taesan laughed evilly, feeling your cunt tighten around his fingers, “come on, princess. cum all over my mouth.”

leehan smiled, watching with raised eyebrows and an open mouth in expectation as your body writhed round the bed, moans vibrating against his cock as you rode out your orgasm against taesan’s tongue.

“good girl,” leehan smiled, his hands cupping your jaw as he leaned down to kiss your forehead, removing himself from your body. taesan’s hands were a bruising grip on your hips, his teasing smirk being revealed to you as you were left panting on the bed.

you sat up, crawling to taesan. his big lips were swollen, your juices around his mouth as he smirked, sizing you up. you smiled, placing a hand on the back of his head and pulling him in for a kiss. his eyes darted to leehan quickly as you were pulling him towards you, his friend smiling at the two of you, sitting on the bed behind you; taesan letting himself be taken by you and your soft lips. he was moaning into the kiss, your tongues swirling around, spit and remainders of your cum dripping down both of your chins.

he pulled away, both of you panting as you bit your lip. “what?” you asked, taesan shaking his head in response. your boyfriend’s hand on your waist caught your attention, turning round with a smile on your face to do the same to him.

leehan groaned into the kiss, the familiar feeling of your lips on his was heaven to him. taesan felt himself getting harder as he watched, biting his lip to conceal the feeling. he shouldn’t feel like that from hearing his friend moan.

“go on then,” you said, breathless as you wiped your mouth after pulling away from leehan. the boys looked at you confused as you smiled, placing your hand on the back of both of their necks. “this is a threesome isn’t it?” you giggled, whispering your words as if they were a dirty secret.

taesan furrowed his eyebrows even more, looking at you panicked before looking at leehan who had his eyebrows raised. he looked back to you, who was now pouting at him. “please, taesannie? for me?”

the boy swallowed thickly, biting his lip and leaning into the kiss. you smirked, watching your boyfriend moan once again as his lips were bitten and sucked on by his friend. taesan’s hand flew to his hardened length, palming it harshly. you smiled.

“sannie?” you cooed, playing with the hair at the base of his neck. he pulled away, breathless and looking wrecked beyond belief. a string of saliva connected their swollen lips, “can i use your cock?”

he groaned, nodding desperately as he laid your body down, chasing your lips as he went. leehan helped remove his clothes, first his t-shirt, then his sweatpants, taesan beginning to pull off his boxers without any encouragement.

you pulled away from his lips, the boy sat up on his knees in between your legs. leehan joined you as you laid at the head of the bed, both of you staring at taesan’s cock with open mouths.

“what?” he asked, breathlessly.

you bit your lip, as leehan began nodding. you swallowed, “just- big. yeah.”

he gave a confused glance between you, jerking himself off a couple times as his cock got even harder. leehan chuckled, leaning forward to kiss at your neck as taesan lined his cock up with your entrance.

“wait— condom?” you asked, sitting up quickly, leehan reaching into the bedside table and grabbing one out the box without even replying.

taesan reached out to grab the unwrapped latex, but leehan just smiled at him. holding the edges of the condom, he rolled it onto his friend’s cock. taesan’s head fell back, a long groan falling from his lips. before he could process what had just happened, he lined his cock up with your entrance and pushed the tip inside. you hissed as your back arched, taesan moaning as your tight walls clenched around him, squeezing his head, inviting him in even more.

his eyes were hooded as he pushed in inch by inch, looking up to lock eyes with leehan. the younger boy just smiled at him, knowing the exact feeling of your cunt around his cock, he could almost feel it like a phantom around his exposed length. taesan’s mouth hung open as he finally bottomed out, leehan chuckling before being cut off as you moved your hand to wrap around the base of his dick, moans spilling out of his mouth instead as you quickly started jerking him off, using the precum on his tip as lube.

taesan smirked, his eyeline flitting down to your hand on his friend’s cock. he swallowed, his dick throbbing at the whole experience.

“can i move?” he breathed, looking back to your face as you nodded, stilling your hand on leehan for a moment as taesan pulled his hips out until only the tip remained, smashing his hips back in, his balls slapping against your ass as he created a fast paced rhythm immediately.

leehan’s eyes were stuck on where your bodies met, your wetness spilling out, visible on your folds and the base of taesan’s cock. he’d had the fantasy of seeing you be fucked by someone else for so long, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. he reached his hand down slowly, his finger coming into contact with your clit, beginning to rub circles slowly. your back arched, moaning at the sudden sensation. taesan smiled, longing to lean down and kiss you, inhale the moans you were producing; but leehan’s body was in the way.

oh fuck it.

continuing his brutal pace on your hole, he grabbed leehan’s face with one hand, pulling him forward and crashing his lips to the other boy’s. you opened your eyes, laughing slightly at the new development as both boys started moaning into the kiss. you reached down, grabbing leehan’s cock once again and starting to jerk him off, trying to match the pace taesan held inside you.

all three of you were squirming bodies, moaning messes. but taesan broke first.

“i— i’m gonna cum,” he groaned, his hand gripping harshly on leehan’s long blonde hair. he let go suddenly, gripping onto your hips as he drove into you, speeding up to chase his orgasm. your hand moved to tease your boyfriend’s balls, his tip, not even attempting to keep the pace with taesan’s hips anymore. leehan was next, taesan a panting mess over your body as he looked up in interest at his friend, hips jerking and eyes squeezed shut, a hand gripping the bed sheets, the other on your thigh as he came all over your body.

“ugh– god! y/n, so fucking good,” he swore, your hand speeding up to drive him over the edge of overstimulation as you knew he liked, “fuck! taesan!”

you smirked, watching taesan’s shocked face as he took in the cum all over your naked body and the fresh spurts still leaking from his friend’s tip. you finally stopped your movement, leehan left panting over your body as taesan sighed.

“princess hasn’t cum yet, leehan-ie,” he pouted, “we can’t leave her out, right?”

leehan smirked, nodding along with a pout, “absolutely not. not when she’s been so good for us.”

he ushered taesan out the way, lining his cock up with your entrance, already hardening again at the view of your spent body and swollen, abused pussy. he bottomed out all in one, leaving you squirming and gasping as leehan moaned.

taesan smirked, holding your head in his lap as he let leehan go to town on your body in the way he’d become so accustomed to over the course of your relationship. his fingers worked on your clit as his cock hit deep inside of you, your head thrashing about on taesan’s lap, your hands gripping his tightly as he cooed down at you.

“come on, princess, you can take it,” he said, stroking your face gently, “such a cockslut, having two dicks in one night. you fucking love it.”

you were panting, your body hurtling towards an orgasm. suddenly, you watched as taesan leaned forward and gathered leehan’s cum on his fingers from the pool on your stomach, shoving his soaked fingers past your lips as you continued moaning around them, swallowing as best you could.

“good girl,” leehan murmured, leaning forward and kissing your collarbone, “gonna cum for me, yeah? go on, darling.”

leehan’s fingers worked quickly on your clit, the stimulation driving you to orgasm as the two boys held your body down, moans flying out past taesan’s fingers, tears spilling out your eyes at all the feelings all over your body. one touch felt like a million needle pricks, your body on fire with stimulation and need.

finally, taesan removed his fingers from your mouth, and leehan removed his cock from your leaking hole, your body limp against the mattress. taesan quickly left to go to the bathroom, gathering tissues and a damp cloth as leehan leaned forward, kissing your lips gently.

“hey beautiful,” he whispered, kissing your nose softly as you whined up at him, your body so spent you didn’t know if you could move, “did so good for us. come on, we’ll clean you up and then we can cuddle.”

taesan smiled, almost awkwardly, as he wiped up your juices and leehan’s cum from your body, offering some tissues to his friend too. leehan chuckled, rolling his eyes.

“don’t be weird,” he said, brushing taesan’s hair out his eyes, “you want to cuddle with us too?”

you smiled up at him as he abandoned the damp cloth on the bedside table. he sighed, laying down next to you without answering. you snuggled into his body, leehan laughing, “i guess that’s a yes then.”

taesan sighed, eyes closing as leehan organised the duvet over your bodies, “only if i can join again.”

[4ranghaes]

han taesan x reader [fluff, fem!reader]

a/n: this is totally inspired by @rikivsco’s taesan bf headcanons!!! the point of reader w/ his family just plagued me and i HAD to write this

12:44 - “hey dad,” taesan said, placing the call on speaker and chucking his phone on the bed in front of him.

“dongmin-ah! how are you doing? what are you up to now?”

“i’m good. i don’t have any practise until this evening so i’m just chilling with my girlfriend right now,” taesan answered, picking at his nails as he spoke.

“oh, y/n?”

taesan scoffed, breathing out a laugh, “no, my other girlfriend. yes of course it’s y/n, dad.”

“hi, mr.han!” you smiled, trying to make a good first impression through your voice alone.

“oh, hello! you must be y/n, i’ve heard so much about you!”

“oh really?” you giggled, “well i have to know what’s being said about me behind my back.”

taesan’s dad chuckled, “just the most smitten i’ve ever seen my son. he phoned me minutes after your first date, smiling the whole time, he was gushing and—”

“alright, alright, that’s enough,” your boyfriend spoke, embarrassed.

you laughed, crashing into taesan’s side as he opened an arm to cuddle you close, both of you staring down at the phone. “no! no! go on, please mr. han.”

“please, call me dad,” he spoke, taesan biting back a smile at the moment. “i hear you like rock music, y/n?”

“oh yeah, i love it! that’s kind of how me and dongmin got talking to be honest,” you said, ending up on a long tangent of talking about how you first met, and your favourite bands.

“oh, well you know i love the beatles. so much it rubbed off on our dongmin-ie, too! but have you ever heard of sanullim? if you like soft rock, you’ll love them.”

“oh no! but i’ll check them out, definitely!”

the two of you spoke for almost 40 minutes, without realising the time gone by, before you got a message from your friend.

13:25 - ‘you on your way?🥹’

glancing at your phone, you gasped, “oh f–god!”

“what?” taesan asked, leaning over to his phone and glancing at the time, “oh f– jeez. you need to go.”

“okay, um, i’ll message you later, dongmin-ie, okay? it was so nice to speak to you, dad! i’m so looking forward to meeting you!” you exclaimed, quickly gathering up your stuff as taesan smiled softly.

“yes, you have to come down to gwangju soon! soon! okay? our daughter-in-law,” taesan’s dad cooed as you chuckled politely, trying to hide your delight at his words.

taesan went into space at his dad’s words, imagination running wild, before being snapped out his daze by your lips.

“gotta run,” you smiled, “bye, minnie.”

“bye, love,” he smiled, pressing another quick kiss to your lips before watching you leave, “sorry, dad, she has class. starts in half an hour and it takes her the same amount of time to get there.”

taesan’s dad waved it off, before the two men fell silent in thought.

“she calls you dongmin,” he spoke, taesan laughing slightly at his dad’s words.

“yeah, she always does,” he shook his head, dismissively, “has done since our first date. to be fair, i introduced myself as dongmin.”

“yeah but, even now,” his dad said, wistfully, “even the boys call you taesan. but i can tell she… she knows you.”

“so…” taesan trailed off, heart beating nervously as his mouth ran dry, why was he so nervous? “do you… do you like her?”

his dad laughed, “i’m not joking with what i say to her, dongmin. you two need to come down to gwangju as soon as you can!”

“we will,” taesan smiled, “do you think mum will like her? and seunghoon, and the baby?”

“i think she’s perfect, dongmin-ah,” his dad said, reassuring his son’s nervous heart, “i think she’ll fit right into the family.”

taesan nodded before remembering his dad couldn’t see him, “i’m so glad you think so, dad. cause– cause i think that this is… you know.”

“i know,” his dad smiled, glad to know his son was happy, and even happier to know he was thinking so seriously about your relationship, “i can sense it.”

[4ranghaes]

hey cutie… here with crazy thoughts. you mentioned dad!bnd and you also mentioned breeding-kink!bnd so i just wanted to know your opinions for the members! can be all or 1 but i want to know ^_^

also take care and drink safely sweetheart 💗

- ilysungho ☁️

bnd ot5 x reader [smut, fem!reader]

warnings - SMUT!!!!!! MDNI!!!!! absolutely FERAL bnd, and, obviously, breeding kink, seperate classifications for each

a/n - omg okay so i’ve done this briefly before here and here but this is one of my FAVES so of course i’m gonna expand. also your sungho breeding kink blurb the other day oH my god. !!!!!!!!

sungho🎀 [absolutely feral sungho, dom!sungho, pregnancy talk]

sungho was nothing if not patient. he was patient when dealing with five overactive members. he was patient when he shared a bedroom with whichever of the boys drew the lot this time, leaving sometimes months where he couldn’t fuck you. he was even patient with some kinks he thought would be too weird, or too burdensome to bring up to you.

but this. this was too much for him.

“sungho, look!” you cooed, bouncing your best friend’s new baby in your arms. you’d just popped round to drop off a birthday gift for your friend, but lucky for the two of you her baby had just woken from a nap. sleepy eyes blinking up at you, giggling upon recognition. “i want one.”

he swallowed, taking a deep breath to try and restrain himself, but he couldn’t stop thinking about the sight, late into the night.

“hey, y/n,” he called out to where you stood in the connected bathroom. he was sat up in bed, half-hard already as his imagination escaped him. “were you serious earlier?”

“hmm?” you called back, pre-occupied with your skincare. he got out of bed, walking to the bathroom door.

“earlier,” he breathed, mind rushing with images of you holding the baby, of you swollen with pregnancy; belly, tits, hips, cunt filled to dripping with his— “when you said you wanted one. were you serious?”

you blinked at him, his ragged, heavy breathing and hard-on in his pyjama bottoms suddenly gaining your attention. you smiled, “of course. i mean, we have our own place now! we have money, jobs, i mean we’re not married but who’s bothered besides your parents, right?”

sungho took in a shaky breath as you walked towards him, looping your arms around his neck. his hands flew to your waist, subtly resting on your stomach. “why? do you want one?”

“oh i want one so badly,” he groaned, beginning to ravish your lips, jaw, neck, any part of you he could connect to. you squealed as he placed his hands under your ass, lifting you up and carrying you over to the bed. “i want to fill you up over and over again until it’s taken and watch you carry my babies, oh god, y/n, i want it so badly. if it takes tonight, i’ll marry you tomorrow, i don’t care, no one will know the difference.”

he laid you down, ripping off his t-shirt and pyjama bottoms, watching with hungry eyes as you pulled off your t-shirt too; leaving you in your thong. sungho groaned, hands running up your body as he started to kiss every inch of skin he could.

“please… please let me fuck you now,” he mumbled against the skin of your stomach.

you whimpered as he started lightly tracing the outline of your folds through your panties, “ah! sungho, fuck me, please. give it to me, right now.”

sungho took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. he didn’t think he’d ever been harder in his life; his tip was leaking precum - something that rarely ever happened. he pulled your panties down your thighs before pulling his cock out his boxers, not even bothering to properly remove either garment.

“i’m gonna put it in, okay, baby?” he hummed, hovering over your body, kissing the skin of your boobs gently as he began to press in, his hair tickling your neck as it flopped over your skin. your hands threaded through his chestnut locks at the feeling of him stretching you. you both moaned deeply as he bottomed out. “i-i’m gonna– fuck. i’m gonna move, darling.”

“sungho, please,” you whined, panting with need as he started thrusting deeply, slowly. you pulled his head up to yours by his hair, connecting your lips.

his hand moved from off your waist, grabbing a pillow that was previously resting behind your head and wedging it under your hips. you chuckled, pulling away from your boyfriend’s lips, “what’s that for?”

sungho was panting, he almost looked intoxicated, eyes heavy as he looked back at you, “it’ll take easier if your hips are lifted.”

you laughed, gasping out as he hit particularly deep within you, “you know your stuff, huh?”

sungho groaned, trailing wet kisses around the circumference of your breast. he looked up at you, shaking his head, “oh darling, you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting for this.”

riwoo🦦🍡 [slight talk of struggling to get pregnant, MAJOR cum talk, dom!riwoo]

living together for three years, married for one, it seemed like the perfect time to start trying for a baby. both you and your husband agreed. but riwoo, as a caring man, and an isfp, remained diligent and detail-focused on almost everything he did.

“y/n, i just got a notification, it says that your due to ovulate over the next couple of days, so we should really go a couple extra times today and tomorrow,” riwoo said, barely looking up from his pregnancy tracking app as he spoke. “and no coffee.”

you grumbled, glaring at your husband who looked up at you with a sweet smile, “i appreciate the reminder, sanghyuk, but you really didn’t need to tell me. i’ve been able to feel my boobs every second since i woke up this morning.”

riwoo’s mouth ran dry, biting his lip as he stared at you, “o-oh. really?”

you sighed, nodding, “yeah. if no coffee wasn’t fun enough, turns out tracking every phase of my body really does make you feel it even more. in fact i’m almost 100% positive i’m going to ovulate today. and i could've told you that before you reminded me..”

“r-really?!” he exclaimed, grabbing your hand as you go to move past him, “well then, should we…”

nodding with a polite smile, riwoo gave you an unimpressed stare back. you sighed, “what?!”

“what’s wrong?” he hummed, taking both your hands and staring into your eyes, trying to read for your hidden emotion, “this is supposed to be fun. we’re making a baby!”

“i’m sorry,” you shrugged with a sigh, “it’s just… beginning to feel more like a chore these days. it’s been a few months of ritually trying and trying and not eating this and taking vitamins and– i just wish something would happen, you know?!”

riwoo nodded, pulling you into his arms, “i know, sweet, i know. we can stop if you want—”

“no! no! i want a baby, riwoo, i really do,” you nodded.

“good,” he breathed, biting his cheek as he contemplated his admission. he cupped your cheek in his hand, “cause this has been… really turning me on. knowing when you’re ovulating. thinking about you all swollen and sensitive because of me? and ugh– don’t even get me started on watching my cum dripping out of you every time.” you stared up at your husband, shocked. he chuckled, hand moving so his fingers were under your chin, lifting you to look up at him. “what? shocked?”

you breathed out a laugh, nodding. you swallowed, trying to rehydrate your dry mouth, “i mean when you put it like that–”

but riwoo’s mind was still racing, “and obviously we don’t want it spilling out of you, right? since we’re trying so hard. so i always scoop it up and finger it right back into your little hole, even as you’re whining about not being able to take anymore. god, it just makes me want to go again and again.”

you whimpered, riwoo smirking before he began kissing down your neck. you checked the time quickly, thinking of your plans for the day, “sanghyuk. quickly, i have to go out but we can fuck quickly now and then tonight i’m all yours.”

he looked up, smiling, “promise?”

you nodded desperately, already beginning to tug at his t-shirt, “i promise.”

“okay,” riwoo agreed, pulling his t-shirt that he’d worn to bed the night before off, before stopping, “but i want you to keep all that cum i give you stuffed in there, okay? i want to see it running back out of you tonight.”

your knees were weak as you nodded wordlessly.

he smiled, “good girl.”

myungjae🪻🐕 [reader’s on the pill, cumming inside]

“fuck,” jaehyun sighed, rolling his eyes and kissing his teeth as he turned back to you.

“what?” you hummed, resting up on your elbows, still stark naked as you watched your boyfriend rummage through every drawer in his bedroom, “none left?”

“none left,” he sighed in confirmation, walking heavily back over to the bed and sitting down with a pout. he stroked your thigh comfortingly, “sorry, baby.”

you sighed, sitting up and brushing your fingers across his bare shoulders lightly, “we could still…”

“no, you don’t like giving blowj—”

“no, myungjae,” you chuckled, “i meant we could still fuck. i’m– i’m on the pill, you know.”

“you are?!” he gasped, breathing becoming heavy as he sat up, caging your body against the bed with his arms.

you smiled, nodding, one of your hands running up his strong arm, “it was supposed to be a surprise, but… what better time than now? i’ve only been on it for like a week but surely it’s fine. i can always pick up a morning after pill if not–”

“y-you’re on the pill,” myungjae repeated, now on hands and knees as he nibbled and kissed at your bare skin, “i-i can cum in you?”

you giggled, petting his hair and nodding, “as much as you want, puppy. you can fill me up so it’s spilling out.”

he moaned, panting at this point as he gathered your wetness on his fingers with one stripe, using it to spread around his hardened cock, giving himself a couple pumps before lining himself up. “are you sure, my love? cause once i start, i don’t think i’ll be able to stop.”

“just fuck me, myungjae, please,” you gasped out, your boyfriend doing as you said and bottoming out in one movement. both of your bodies jerked towards each other, moaning loudly from the action.

jaehyun’s breathing was unsteady, shaky breaths being taken just outside your ear making you smile. you ran a hand through his hair.

“you okay, baby?” you chuckled, groaning slightly as jaehyun shifted his body.

he nodded, “j-just, fuck, feel so good all– all bare for me. so tight… so– fuck, so fucking good. can i move now, gorgeous? can i please— ughh”

he cut himself off with a moan as you thrust your hips up, the movement causing a chain reaction - jaehyun’s hips pistoning into yours immediately.

he was desperate. his mouth hung open, any and every sound making its way out. he had one hand beside your head, keeping himself up, as the other gripped onto the headboard. his hips were moving faster than he could comprehend, a carnal desire to breed you moving faster than his brain could produce thoughts. his eyes were trained on you though, on your face as it screwed up in pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of your head, lips in a tight line when they weren’t open to the sound of your moans.

“i-i’m gonna—fuck! i’m gonna cum, y/n, i’m gonna fill you up so good,” he mumbled, head moving to bury itself in your neck, “gonna take my baby for me, right? god you’re so beautiful– gonna be so beautiful pregnant with my baby– shit! fuck! y/n…”

he whined out your name as his hips sped up (if that was even possible), fucking into you like a rabbit, cum spilling out and filling you up. you gasped out high pitched moans, jaehyun sitting himself up on his knees, cock still buried in you as he started circling your clit, your orgasm washing over you like a tidal wave.

as you came down, panting, you looked at jaehyun. his eyes were stuck on where your bodies met, a slight smile on his face, despite his mouth-open panting. he pulled out slowly, replacing his cock with his fingers as he fucked his cum back into you.

“ah! jaehyun,” you winced, grabbing his wrist.

“sorry,” he breathed, removing his hand and laying down beside you, “god i hope that worked.”

“jaehyun, i’m on the pill,” you said, scoffing, “that was the whole point.”

he looked at you, eyes wide as he started whining, “what?! y/n! ohh i want a baby now!”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ [mum!reader, mentions of body change due to pregnancy, slight lactation kink, pregnancy kink, dom!taesan]

“i’m home!”

“dongmin-ah!” you exclaimed, rushing to the top of the stairs, your husband blinking up at you in shock with a slight laugh as you appeared suddenly. your baby daughter was sitting on your hip, crying as she grabbed desperately at your top, your toddler son grabbing onto your leg, also crying, though taesan could see even from the bottom of the stairs that they were crocodile tears. he looked to you, your eyes screaming help.

he chuckled, throwing his coat down and running up the stairs, taking his son in his arms. “what’s wrong, baekho-ya?!”

an hour later, after wrestling both children into bed, he collapsed on the sofa next to you, a glass of wine in your hands as you curled into his body. both of you were tired from the day, laughing about anecdotes of either the kids taesan worked with, or your own children. you fell quiet after a while, when the wine had been drunk and the kids were guaranteed fast asleep.

taesan’s hand ran up and down your body absentmindedly, eventually slipping under your shirt and caressing your boob, it fit nicely in his hand. one of his fingers brushed over your nipple as it hardened in his touch. your tits had definitely grown from when you and taesan had first met - the effect of two children, though they’d gone back down now at just over 12 months post-partum.

“seulgi’s growing up fast, hmm?” he said quietly, as you hummed in agreement, “not even breastfeeding anymore.”

you scoffed, chuckling lightly, “that’s where your mind goes?”

“i miss when these were all swollen,” taesan groaned, massaging your boob, before moving his hand down to rest on your stomach, “and this. all round with my baby.”

you knew how much pregnancy got your husband going. he’s always had a breeding kink, you should’ve known it’d only be natural for him to have a pregnancy kink as well. but during your first pregnancy it was confirmed, the man constantly having his hands all over you. he pretty much begged you for another child as soon as he could, which is why there was only 2 years between your first two children. he seemed to be going to break that record though, with 18 months between the next.

“please,” he whispered, you swallowed as you looked in his eyes, knowing exactly what he meant. you thought of all the struggles, but also what an amazing dad taesan was, and how good the sex was when you’re pregnant.

you released a breath you didn’t know you were holding, moving taesan’s hand down to your thigh, you smiled, “do whatever you want to me, baby. i’m yours.”

he groaned, removing your hand from his as he held your two hands above your head. he ravished your body, his hot breath and wet mouth trailing downwards, as his free hand worked to remove all your clothes on the bottom half of your body.

“you gonna stay quiet for me, yeah?” he hummed, smiling up at you from where his mouth remained, hovering over your heat, “my good girl.”

you drew in a shaky breath as he kissed over your cunt, “taesan, please. just fuck me.”

he smirked, looking up at you, “you’re so desperate, huh? so desperate for my cock. for my cum. for me to breed you, get you all good and pregnant like i always do.” he moved so his face was now hovering above yours, removing his trousers quickly, giving his length a couple pumps before lining himself up. “i’m not gonna be gentle, either, baby, so watch your mouth. fuck, we’re gonna do this every night until i see those two little lines, okay?”

leehan🪸🐠 [cunnilingus, cumming inside, no mention of protection, oddball leehan, dom!leehan]

“fuck— leehan,” you moaned, your hips bucking up into your boyfriend’s mouth, hands tugging on his long blonde locks as you came.

he smirked into your cunt, pressing soft kisses over the skin as you came down. he sat up, hand stroking your waist to bring you back to the room, a soft smile on his face as your eyes met his. “hi, baby.”

you giggled, “hi.”

“i’m so hard princess, can i fuck you? or are you too sensitive?” he pouted, taking your hand and bringing it so it was resting over the top of his boxers, his hard cock tenting the material.

you moaned at the feeling, beginning to tug his boxers down his thighs, his dick springing out, “fuck me, leehan, please.”

he grinned, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips before lining himself up with your already dripping entrance. he slowly started to enter, inch by inch as you gasped, and he panted. once fully inside, he simply gave you a smirk before starting to thrust hard.

“leehan!” you gasped, your boyfriend chuckling as his hips continued their brutal attack.

“oh, princess, i was so desperate,” he teased, “so hard. this is just the trick.”

your mind went numb, mouth dropping open, allowing any sound to escape as leehan tucked his hand into the underside of your knee, lifting it to hit a new angle entirely. he hissed. his other hand moved to your skin, running up your stomach, feeling over the skin until he reached your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingers.

“can you imagine if you were pregnant?” he murmured, hand now massaging your boob, as your shocked eyes land on his face.

“wh-what?” you choked out. leehan had never shown any signs of wanting to start a family before, though thoughts of the future had obviously played on both your minds.

“can you imagine if through this, through fucking you, filling you up with my cum, you got pregnant. and you’d get so round and big, from your stomach, to your hips, to your tits?!” he exclaimed, shaking his head. his hips were slowed now, but each thrust was harsh. “and it’d be all my fault. people would look at you and know that i did that to you.”

you scoffed, no, not thoughts of starting a family, just pure horniness. still, you’d had no idea about this secret breeding kink. i guess you really do never know what he’s thinking.

leehan looked down at your expression, but before you had time to comment, he’d sped back up, fingers finding their way down to your clit, circling the bud wildly. you whined loudly, back arching off the bed.

“that’s it, princess,” he hummed, he knew exactly when you were going to cum — he found you so easy to read, “i’m gonna fill you up, let everyone know i belong to you.”

gasped out whines escaped you as leehan brought you through your orgasm before doing exactly as he’d said, filling you up with his warm cum, the liquid seeping out around his dick, covering his base in a white ring. he laughed at the sight before pulling out and wiping both of you down. you stared at him in disbelief from where you lay on the bed.

“what?” he mused.

“you care to explain what the fuck just happened?”

leehan shrugged, breathing loudly as he laid down next to you, “just thinking.”

[4ranghaes]

ᯓ★୭˚. ᵎᵎ bnd nsfw links

bnd ot5 x reader [smut, fem!reader]

a/n: i tried my ABSOLUTE HARDEST !! to include ones that havent been linked by other blogs on here cause those fill up my bookmarks on twitter😭 i think i’ve done it but i’m sorry if not ㅠㅠ

warnings: NSFW LINKS!!!! MDNI!!!! also i wanna say that i HATE that on taesan’s sub link he’s speaking english but i had to link it cause it was just sooooo taesan

sungho🎀

dom - there’s nothing more that sungho loves more than getting to fuck his frustrations out on his girl after practise. after a particularly hard day, he comes home to find you on the bed, already ready to sleep, he quickly rids himself of his clothes, flipping you over and using all his strength to not only fuck into you, but to practically use you as a rag doll, pulling your body back onto his cock as well

sub - when you first started dating, sungho didn’t easily submit to you, a bit embarrassed if he was honest. but after months of loose submission, he eased up to the idea. though when you surprised your strong boyfriend with ropes to tie him up, and a gag to tie against his mouth, he was a bit apprehensive. it was only once you had him begging to cum through the material in his mouth, crying out of neediness that he came round to doing this more often.

riwoo🦦🍡

dom - after a long day, riwoo sat back on the sofa, stark naked. you smiled as you saw your boyfriend, patting his lap cockily, letting himself sit back as you did all the work. you humped against his cock desperately, his arms spread against the back of the sofa as he watched you rutting and whining with a soft smile on his face.

sub - you smiled sweetly at your boyfriend as he sat against the desk chair, rutting at your hand as it pumped his cock repetitively. “riwoo, sit still or i’ll have to put the restraints on you,” you chastised. though the boy didn’t listen, still thrusting desperately though now his hands were tied down. once he’d been suitably edged until he was whimpering, tears gathering in his eyes, you let him cum. and cum, and cum, and cum, the white liquid covered your hand.

jaehyun🪻🐕

dom - even as he over-powered you, hands gripping on your waist harshly, thrusting into you as you squirmed, jaehyun couldn’t help the sounds coming from his mouth, whining and whimpering like a dog in heat. your tight hole was just so wet and warm, he couldn’t stop himself.

sub - no matter how much you punished him, jaehyun just couldn’t help it, when your hand pumped him like that he just couldn’t help but squirm and jerk all over the bed. you weren’t strong enough to hold him down, so you had to live with it, but you didn’t mind, especially when those beautiful whimpers were pouring from his mouth.

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛

dom - this is one of taesan’s favourite positions, holding down your head so your face is smashed against the bed, barely able to breath through your moans as he snaps his hips into yours as fast as he possibly can. the view of your ass jiggling, which he continues to smack repetitively, turns him on believe, and he’s cumming quicker than he’d care to admit

sub - overstimulating taesan is one of your favourite past times, the boy tugging against the restraints as he swears and grunts. how he wishes he could grab you and flip you over, teach you a lesson, but he has no choice but to submit to you. overstimulation is one of the only times it’ll bring out the true sub in him, whining and whimpering for you as you continue to suck his soul out his dick.

leehan🪸🐠

dom - your boyfriend can never resist you, especially when you dress in a new set just for him. when leehan comes home and sees the new lingerie adorning your body, he shoves you against the nearest wall, ridding himself of his pants and spreading your legs as he snaps his cock into you as hard as he can. he records like that too, in this position, massaging your tits, admiring from every angle.

sub - #goonerbf fr ever since you moved the fish tank into your bedroom, leehan spends most of his time sat on the bed, staring into the water. even as you were sat, naked, behind him, calling out to him in your most seductive voice, he didn’t turn around. you decided to take matters into your own hands, pulling him down onto the bed and sitting on his face. your boyfriend doesn’t mind, he has a high sex drive and he’s always eager to please, especially with your hot, wet cunt in his face.

[4ranghaes]

I just read your bnd as subs post and omg that was SO hot 😭 got me giggling and kicking my feet fr i need them so bad </3 although i was wondering if you were planning on making a similar post but for them as doms? I'm so curious as how you perceive them in that aspect. We're switch!bnd enthusiasts in this household ‼️

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as doms!

bnd legal line x reader [smut, separate classifications for each, SMUT!!!!! MDNI!!!!!!]

a/n - i am also a switch!bnd enthusiast but i will say jaehyun’s and riwoo’s was very hard for me😭 still, i hope you enjoy!!!!!! also i got carried away with leehan’s😀

sungho 🎀 [soft dom!sungho, fem!reader, fingering, daddy kink, big dick!sungho]

“my beautiful girl,” he cooed, his big hands resting on your thighs as they framed his body. your naked body was sat atop his thighs, sungho’s slim frame resting against the headboard, watching you in delight as he rubbed his thumb against your clit.

your eyes were almost constantly closed, your body moving backwards and forwards slowly as though trying to grind against the single digit he was allowing you. sungho had a drunk smile on his face as he watched you.

“sungho please,” you pouted, grabbing his wrist and looking at him with big eyes, “i need more.”

“you need more?” he repeated, using his other hand to cup your face as tears lined your waterline, “oh baby, don’t cry. i’ll give you more, what do you say?”

“please, daddy.”

“that’s it, good girl,” he smiled, wiping away a tear as he started unbuttoning his jeans, pushing them down just far enough to see his boxers, which he then pushed down just far enough that his cock sprung out.

you bit your lip, moving one of your hands immediately off of sungho’s stomach to grip the base, sungho’s body flailing slightly at the contact.

“that’s it,” he hissed as you began massaging the tip with your thumb, “you having fun, love?”

you smiled, nodding, “can i put it inside?”

sungho smiled, cooing as he kissed you gently, “such a good girl for asking, of course you can. don’t force yourself though, go slowly.”

with a nod, you lifted your hips, holding sungho’s cock as you guided it to your entrance and started sinking down slowly.

the thick head entered your body with a moan from both you and sungho, your thighs twitching around his body as you tried to go as slowly as you could, sungho’s huge cock always a struggle to fit inside in its entirety.

you opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend’s pouting face watching where your bodies met. his eyes flickered up to yours as you whimpered.

“come on baby,” he cooed, flipping your bodies without removing his head, “let me do it for you.”

riwoo 🦦🍡 [hard/service dom!riwoo, fem!reader, frustrated!riwoo, cunnilingus, fingering]

“leehan-ah, this is the ninth time now! get in on dongmin’s line!” riwoo yelled, glaring at the members through the mirror, “got it?! i’m not gonna say it again.”

leehan nodded solemnly before riwoo turned to look at you, having just walked through the door, ready to pick your boyfriend up from practise as you always did on friday nights.

“is it already 10?” he sighed, as you nodded, trying to hide the shock on your face as his unusually harsh demeanour. “okay,” he sighed after the song was through, “go home.”

“was it okay, hyung?” jaehyun asked, riwoo nodding with an unbothered look on his face as the boys either collapsed to the floor or grabbed their water bottles.

“i’m going first,” riwoo said, still sounding annoyed as he grabbed his stuff, grabbing your hand and dragging you out the room. you waved bye to the members, allowing yourself to be taken through hybe’s hallways.

“are you okay, baby?” you murmured, catching up to your boyfriend and kissing his shoulders as you held onto his arm.

riwoo rolled his eyes, grabbing you and pulling you into one of bnd’s composing rooms. “no,” he sighed, as you leaned forward, ready to relieve his stress through cuddles, or domming him as usual. “take your panties off.”

“w-what?”

“now.”

you nodded quickly, removing your bottoms and your panties, revealing yourself to your boyfriend as he sighed. “sit on the desk.”

“on the desk?”

“do as i say, y/n!” he cried, shoving all the stuff on the desk to one side as you climbed on obediently, “spread your legs.”

you nodded, spreading your legs and revealing your now wet pussy to the boy in front of you. riwoo sighed, his head nudging against your thighs to get them to open wider as he kneeled on the floor in front of you. he started leaving soft kisses on your inner thigh, his head brushing over your heat as he did so. your hand rushed down, grabbing at his short hair.

"patient," he said, glaring up at you, as you nodded quickly.

one of his hands gripped your thigh, massaging the fat as he worked his way up your legs, his mouth now at your entrance as he sighed; as though all his worries were melting away. he leaned forward gently, his tongue kitten-licking at your clit. you gasped, hips moving involuntarily to chase the feeling before riwoo grabbed them, yanking you forward so he had you exactly where he wanted you.

he went in then, his mouth moving faster than you could comprehend, his lips and tongue occupying almost every area of your pussy. of course riwoo had eaten you out before, but it was never like this. his tongue was lapping at your hole, his nose massaging your clit as he did so. you were a whining-gasping mess.

"riwoo, please, riwoo— ah! oh my god!"

you felt him smirk against you, moving one of his hands from your hips to move expertly inside you. you bucked your hips up at the contact, his whole mouth now concentrated on your cunt as you moaned.

"sanghyeok- i- i'm gonna cum!" you whined, grabbing at his hair, making him grunt against you.

"enjoy it," he smirked, moving away to look up at you, "cause i'm not stopping any time soon.”

jaehyun 🪻🐕 [fem!reader, soft dom!jaehyun, cunnilingus, munch!jaehyun, fingering, body worship, reader kind of described as having big boobs? but its not anything really]

“hey love,” jaehyun smiled. he was fresh out the shower, his hair partially dry, face bare, a black hoodie and pair of checkered boxers covering his body as he sauntered into his bedroom, where you lay on the bed.

you were in one of his t-shirts and the panties you’d been wearing all day, the impromptu sleepover leaving you with little else to wear to sleep in.

“hey you,” you smiled, jaehyun’s eyes flicking up to your teasing face. a november chill ran in the air despite the heating being on in the dorms, leaving your nipples visibly hard where the t-shirt was stretched across your boobs. jaehyun’s eyes flitted down, a smile gracing his features.

“you look gorgeous,” he groaned, crawling onto the bed, his head dipping down as he reached your lap, pressing deep kisses to the skin of your thighs.

you reached down, playing with strands of his black hair. he looked up at you, head still tilted down, not taking his eyes off of yours as he kissed up your stomach, moving closer to your face. suddenly, he stopped, shifting to hold his body up with one of his hands and using the other to peel your panties off your body. you bit your lip, watching as he continued to kiss down your legs.

“so gorgeous,” he mumbled, making sure to take your panties off the whole way, paying attention to every centimetre of your body as he went. he brought the material up to his face, breathing in your scent with a smirk before putting them in his hoodie pocket.

you let out a laugh at the action, not taking your eyes off your boyfriend as he moved towards your bare pussy, leaving kisses along the skin. he tapped the outside of your thigh twice, instinctively you moved your legs, spreading them so he could see your cunt.

myungjae grunted at the view, bowing his head again to press a kiss to the outside before using his fingers to spread your wetness around. whines began leaving your mouth as he paid close attention to rubbing your clit, slowly, but strong.

“so beautiful, my love,” he murmured, laying down on his stomach between your thighs as he began kissing your thighs again. you moved your legs so they were wrapped around him, “so, so gorgeous for me. every part of you. keep moaning for me, you sound beautiful.”

his finger was inside you now, his lips taking the position on your clit as he kissed and sucked gently, pulling away every so often to view your face. shaky breaths were being drawn from you, paired with a loving gaze down to him.

“my girl,” he murmured, reaching his spare hand up for you to take. you intertwined your fingers with his before resting it on your boob. you could feel him smirk into your pussy, beginning to massage the fat in his hand.

he was sucking and flicking his tongue relentlessly, basically making out with your pussy as two of his fingers continued to feel around deep inside you, pressing hard against your walls.

“myung–myungjae,” you gasped, trying to stop your hips from bucking as you felt your high approaching, your heels digging into his back as if to push him closer. jaehyun didn’t respond, lost in the taste of your cunt, “i– oh! oh my god, jae– i’m gonna—”

taesan 🐈‍⬛🎸 [fem!reader, hard dom!taesan, dacryphilia, masturbation, mentions of nudes + overstimulation]

“baby girl,” he tutted, walking into his bedroom, “you couldn’t wait for me, hmm?”

“i’m sorry,” you sobbed, hand immediately removing itself from inside your panties. “i– i couldn’t— i’m sorry!”

“it’s okay, baby,” taesan cooed, coming and sitting on the bed beside you, “i teased you a lot, didn’t i?”

you nodded, tears welling up in your eyes at the memory of taesan's pictures he was sending you all through today’s schedules. it started with pics of the new outfits, as he knew how much you loved them, then it became lower, more revealing, and started showing off more and more.

“but baby…” he started, trailing his hand over your stomach and over the top of your panties, cupping your heat in his large hand, “…why did you stop?”

you grabbed his wrist, looking at him with big, wet, pouty eyes that made his stomach turn, his dick hardening in his pants, “c-can you help?”

“i will,” he hummed, a smile spreading across his face, “after you get yourself off first, i’d hate to intrude, you know!” you whined in response, before taesan's gaze suddenly harshened, removing his hands from your body, “i think that’s more than fair, y/n.”

you sniffled, nodding. taesan came and sat behind your body, as you moved up close to his chest, leaning your weight against him.

“now show me,” he murmured, beginning to kiss your neck.

you were already wetter for seeing your boyfriend, and now with his hot breath up against the sweet spot of your neck you were positively dripping. your fingers returned to your clit, rubbing smooth circles as your eyes fluttered shut, you bit your lip, your breathing becoming uneven.

taesan, wordlessly, moved his hands to your body, cupping your tits and beginning to massage. his lips attached themselves to your neck as you flung your head back onto his shoulder.

“come on, my girl,” he cooed, watching your fingers slowing on your clit, “keep going. you’re almost there.”

his mouth was next to your ear as he whispered the words, pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear afterwards. your hips started grinding against your fingers, you felt empty not having anything inside but you knew it was nothing compared to the length of taesan’s fingers, so you didn’t even bother. the movement of your hips rubbed against taesan’s slowly, now able to feel his hard cock against your ass; you whined.

“need you so badly,” you whined, taesan smirking at your words, “need your cock! please! oh— i’m cum– ah!”

your finger sped up, taesan’s big hands dropping onto your thighs and just holding lightly as you brought yourself to your peak, your body falling limp against your boyfriend’s after you finished.

he smiled cockily, pressing soft kissed behind your ear and to your neck before moving your body so he had you where he wanted you, “my turn now, princess. let’s see how many times you can cum tonight, hmm? since you want to cum so badly?”

leehan 🪸🐠 [soft dom!leehan, fem!reader, quickie, lovesick loverboy!leehan fr, cumming inside]

“princess, i–” he cut himself off with a tilt of his head and a whistle, smiling as he circled your body.

“what?!” you laughed, turning to follow him with your eyeline.

“no, let me see the back,” he said, turning you round, whistling once again, “wow.”

“you like my dress?” you smiled, batting your eyelashes over-exaggeratively with a giggle. it was jaehyun’s birthday, and the boys had booked a posh restaurant for the celebrations; so of course leehan had to buy you a dress to match the occasion.

“i think it’s a very pretty dress picked out very well,” he smiled, circling back to your front and gripping your waist. you stumbled towards him, “but i think you’re gorgeous. your body– you… oh god.”

“you don’t look too bad yourself,” you smiled, straightening out his suit. leehan moved closer to you, hands holding your face as he pressed a kiss to your lips, your hand lightly grasping his tie. suddenly, you pulled away. “donghyun… no.”

“what?!” he laughed, as you rolled your eyes, stepping away, hand still gripping his tie lightly.

“i can feel your boner against my thigh,” you said, pointing down to the obvious bulge in his trousers.

“is it so bad i find my girlfriend so strikingly beautiful?” he questioned, looking at you expectantly. he turned you around, pressing wet kisses to your shoulder, slowly undoing the zipper along the back of your dress.

“no, leehan! do it back up, we need to leave,” you said sternly, looking over your shoulder at the boy.

“what’s the time?”

“10 to,” you said, looking at him confused.

“10 minutes,” he mumbled, kissing down your back, “that’ll do.”

he zipped your dress back up, just as you asked, before scrambling up the material from the skirt, pushing it above your waist as he bent you over the dresser in his room.

“leehan!” you gasped, his hand grabbing your cunt suddenly, finger digging in your panties to feel your wetness.

he smirked, kissing your shoulder gently, “what’s got you so worked up, princess?”

you moaned as he rubbed circles against your clit, “donghyun, quickly! please!”

he smiled, quickly pulling your panties down to your thighs, before undoing the zipper on his dress pants, pulling out his hard cock. he swiped his fingers through your wetness, using the slick as lube to give himself a couple of pumps.

“i’ll go slowly, darling,” he muttered, nipping at your shoulder as he began shoving his cock into your tight hole. you both let out groans and hisses. you pushed your hips back slightly, chasing the feeling of his rock hard length inside you. his hands were on your waist, gripping tightly, both the dress material and your skin. “you feel how hard i am, love? god, that’s all you, princess. all for you.”

you whined as he pulled out again before thrusting back in, suddenly he stopped, kissing your neck, lifting your hair gently.

“i’m gonna go fast, okay? cause we need to hurry,” he murmured, you nodded widely, whining in response and shoving your hips back further. leehan laughed, “good girl.”

he started up a brutal pace, balls slapping against your ass as you moaned, high-pitched whines slipping out too. leehan was grunting and panting in your ear behind you, constantly muttering about how gorgeous you are.

“all mine,” he groaned, “wearing the dress i got you. this pussy… all mine.”

“all yours, donghyun-ah!” you whined, gripping onto the dresser like your life depended on it, “ah– i’m gonna— ugh! leehan!”

“i got you, princess. i’ve got you,” he panted, the pace of his hips not letting up as his cock started twitching, “c-can i cum inside, princess? god, fuck— don’t want to ruin yo– your dress.”

“yes! please! cum in me!”

[4ranghaes]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd when they’re jealous

ot6!bnd x reader [mostly fluff, some smut, separate classifications for each]

sungho 🎀 [suggestive, members talking about reader sexually, fem!reader, mentions of: daddy kink, stealing panties, photos taken during sex]

“morning,” sungho greeted his members, walking into the kitchen with his hood up, his feet heavy on the ground as he walked off his hangover.

“morning hyung,” leehan greeted. four of the members were sat around the kitchen table, apart from woonhak, who had gone to visit his parents for the weekend when the legal members decided it’d be a good idea to have a night out. or a night-in drinking after eating in a restaurant, as idol life would have it, with you supplying bottle after bottle from trips to the gs25 over the road whenever you ran out.

“how’s y/n?” jaehyun inquired, sungho shrugging with a laugh.

“passed out still,” he chuckled, sitting down after making himself a bowl of cereal, “she can’t handle drink very well. don’t worry about noise though, she sleeps like a baby.”

“i’m sure after what you put her through too,” riwoo snorted, sungho looking at him shocked, almost offended.

“what?!”

“he doesn’t remember,” taesan sniggered, slapping him on the shoulder blades, “watch your mouth when you drink next time, hyung. or should i say daddy?”

the boys all burst out laughing, sungho’s mouth dropping open as he looked between all his members, not a single one saving his dignity.

“ah it’s okay, yeppi,” jaehyun said, holding back a laugh as sungho looked up at him, scared of his next words, “we washed your girls’ panties for you, by the way, thought you should give them back clean before she discovers them.”

“what?!” sungho yelled, grabbing the material that riwoo was dangling off his finger, taken fresh out the washing machine.

“what, hyung? it’s not like you didn’t volunteer this information yourself!” leehan chuckled, “shame you passed out before you could show us your hidden folder, though. next time.”

sungho was raging now, standing up from his chair and slamming his bowl into the sink before standing before his members, his hands shaky with rage. “i’m fine with teasing. and i know this is my fault. but one more single word about my girlfriend and i will ruin you guys.”

“sungho?”

“y/n!” he exclaimed, his voice turning bright again as he spun on his heel to face you, your sleepy figure appearing out his bedroom, his sweater covering your body, “i’ll be there in a minute, sweetie, go back to bed.” you grunted, retreating back into his bedroom as sungho looked back to his members with a threatening look.

“anything to say?”

they all shook their heads, sungho sighing in response and walking back to his bedroom, his hangover headache returning tenfold. you were bundled on in the blankets, a sleepy smile on your face and one eye open as he walked in.

“yeppi!” you murmured, opening your arm to come into your embrace, which he did without complaint, “were they crucifying you for everything you said about our sex life?”

“you know?!”

“you were very drunk, sungho darling,” you chuckled, rubbing his back comfortingly, “it’s okay. i don’t mind, you’re still my yeppi.”

sungho snuggled into your body, pouting with a sigh, “my girl.”

riwoo 🦦🍡 [fluff, bsf!riwoo, reader has a crush on someone else]

“bye taehyung!” you exclaimed, waving. riwoo, stood next to you, watching silently. you elbowed him in the ribs, “say bye.”

“bye taehyung!” riwoo over-exaggeratively waved as you rolled your eyes.

“i don’t get why you hate him! i mean, he walked me here, how sweet is that?!” you gushed, riwoo rolling his eyes and wincing, preparing for the usual monologue, “i didn’t even ask him too, i mean i kept saying no! he’s just so sweet, and he wouldn’t take no for an answer… ah! i can’t—”

“a red flag, no?” riwoo hummed, sitting down and flicking the tv on, “not taking no for an answer?”

“well– i mean in some situations! but not this one,” you sighed, sitting next to him, “seriously, sanghyeok-ie, what has he done to you? why do you hate him so much?”

riwoo sighed, looking at you before shaking his head, “nothing. you know how i am. i’m just a hater!”

you chuckled, shrugging with a nod in non-committal agreement before relaxing into the sofa to watch tv.

“but i do have one thing…” riwoo started, before shaking his head, “no, nothing.”

“no, what?!” you said quickly, sitting forward and grabbing his arm, “i want to hear! sanghyeok, you’re my best friend, if you don’t like someone i might date then i need to know why!”

riwoo swallowed, the words ‘i might date’ piercing his heart. he could feel it deflating like a balloon. “it’s really nothing. i was just gonna say, if you’ve liked him for 5 years, why have you not confessed yet?”

“oh,” you said suddenly, shocked at the sudden confrontation, “well… i don’t… i don’t really know. i’m always like this, you know me.”

“no,” riwoo disagreed with a curt shake of his head, “you always used to confess.”

“yeah, and i was always turned down!” you laughed, taking the remote from him as you flicked through the channels, “anyway, this is not about those confessions. this is about taehyung, i mean why would he ever like me?! it’s more of an admiration thing than anything, i think.”

“hey,” riwoo said sternly, “don’t say stuff like that.”

“but it’s true, isn’t it?!”

“no!” riwoo exclaimed, shaking his head as he looked at you incredulously, “no, absolutely not! any guy– and especially he— would be lucky to have you!”

you chuckled, furrowing your eyebrows a little in confusion, “thanks, hyeok.”

“i’m serious, y/n,” riwoo looked at you sternly, his body now sat forward too, his hold on your arm strong, “i need you to know that no guy on earth is good enough for you, okay? you’re the kindest person i’ve ever met and you’re funny and sweet and beautiful, and he is just some fucked up boy in a band, who happens to have a pretty face, okay?! please.”

he flopped back against the sofa with a loud sigh. you laughed with shock, “sanghyeok-ie. do you have something to tell me?”

“yes, i like you, y/n,” he sighed, “but this is not about that, not even i am good enough for you, okay?! but especially not him.”

you laughed, leaning into riwoo’s body, “i know why you never liked him now.”

riwoo was frozen in place, half shocked and half regretting his rushed confession, coming from an ugly place within him. he sighed, “why?”

“cause you were jealous, baby,” you teased. riwoo’s heart clenched at the nickname.

“y/n, please don’t tease me about this, we can just move past it,” he sighed, going to leave before you grabbed his hand.

“what if i don’t want to?”

jaehyun 🪻🐕 [fluff, fem!reader, pouty!jaehyun]

“hi there. what are you doing here all alone?”

your eyes widened at the sudden figure in front of you, “um… hello. oh i’m just–”

“got stood up?” the man asked, sighing and shaking his head before he took your hand, “well it doesn’t matter, i’m here now.”

“what?! no! i—”

“ya!” jaehyun’s voice rang from the other side of the café as he exited the toilet.

you giggled, watching his over-exaggerated behaviour as he ran through the café. your hero.

“what do you think you’re doing?!” he exclaimed, looking at you.

“me?!” you yelled back, “w-what— i didn’t do anything, he came over to me!”

“oh?!” he yelled, turning his harsh gaze to the guy sitting in what was jaehyun’s seat, you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend’s arm, hiding behind his body, “then what even are you?!”

“excuse me?” the man asked.

“hitting on my girlfriend,” jaehyun hissed like it was a slur, wincing after he said it, “get lost!”

“hey- man, i’m sorry, i had no idea she—”

jaehyun rolled his eyes, looking at the man like he’d lost his mind, “did i not just say get lost?! get out of here! that’s my seat!”

the man held up his hands, apologising to you quietly as he got up and left. jaehyun continued making faces as though he was still talking to the man, sitting down where he’d just been.

“ah, and it’s warm from his butt,” jaehyun tutted, as you laughed.

“thank you,” you smiled, taking his hand, “i didn’t know what to do.”

“clearly!” jaehyun exclaimed, not taking your hand back, “letting him hold your hand, ugh! i can’t believe it! why didn’t you tell him you had a boyfriend!”

“i couldn’t get a word in!” you exclaimed, “i promise, myungie, if i could have, i would have. anyway. didn’t need it in the end, i have my big strong protector with me, hmm?”

jaehyun scoffed, your words melting his pouty demeanour, “well… i didn’t really do anything.”

“it was kind of sexy you know,” you whispered at a comedically loud volume, jaehyun reacting with a ‘i knew it’ noise and a loud giggle.

“yeah?” he asked, poutiness gone as he took your hand over the table, playing with your fingers, “that was kinda manly, huh?”

you smiled, amused at your boyfriend as you nodded.

“i was like bah! get the fuck out and he was like ugh! don’t hurt me! and i was like bah! that’s my girlfriend!” jaehyun spoke, mostly to himself, reliving his glory days, “ugh, don’t worry about anything, y/n. i’m here.”

taesan 🐈‍⬛🎸 [angsty, bsf!taesan, fem!reader]

“oh my god, y/n! thank god, i was just thinking about you,” taesan smiled, seeing you in the doorway of his apartment building.

“dongmin-ie!” you exclaimed, pulling in your friend for a hug, “oh it’s been so long!”

“right?!” he laughed.

you and taesan had met a few years back through shared a interest in rock music, ending up hanging out with each other for hours on end, just laying about and listening to music. many people thought it was a weird relationship, but it was nice, and peaceful. in the past few months, however, taesan had been busy with composing and schedules, and you’d been busy with, well, his best friend.

“come on then,” taesan smiled, putting in the passcode to the building, furrowing his eyebrows when you faltered, “y/n?”

“sorry, min, but i’m actually here to meet up with leehan,” you smiled sheepishly, “he’s just coming down now.”

“leehan? why would you be meeting leehan?” taesan laughed, seeing the aforementioned man leaving the elevator.

“oh you’re home,” leehan acknowledged his friend before jogging down the stairs outside the building, pressing a kiss to your lips as a greeting, “hey baby.”

taesan’s eyes might’ve popped out of his head if he wasn’t careful, letting out a breathy laugh, feeling as though the air was being ripped from his lungs.

“jaehyun wasn’t awake when i left, tae, can you let him know where i am?” leehan called, smiling down at you and pressing a kiss to your nose, both of you too wrapped up in each other to notice your friend’s turmoil, “okay, bye!”

taesan watched the two of you leave, his heart pounding out of his chest before running up the 12 flights of stairs to get to the lower dorm. he barged into the flat that was not his, finding sungho in the living room playing fifa.

“did you know?!”

“know what?” sungho exclaimed, shocked at the sudden anger.

“that donghyun is dating y/n?!”

“oh, yeah,” sungho nodded, before furrowing his eyebrows, “d-did you not? this started a few months ago.”

“a few months ago?!” taesan yelled, pacing round the dorm, his face scrunched up to fight back tears as he panted.

“what’s wrong?!” sungho exclaimed, “they’re kind of nice together. very in love from what i can see, they’re all over each other whenever she’s round.”

“she comes round?!” taesan shouted, his voice hitching at the end as he stared at the ceiling, “no, sungho, i didn’t know.”

“okay, but still, i don’t see what the problem is here! you know him at least, you can hang out with both of them.”

“the problem is i’m in love with y/n, sungho, you absolute idiot!” taesan yelled, finally crumbling onto the floor, burying his face into one of the bean bags.

“w-what?”

taesan groaned, turning over, “i’m in love with y/n. and i didn’t tell anyone cause i was embarrassed. and now look what’s fucking happened. oh god, i’m an idiot!”

“n-no, it’s okay! i’m sure! the-they’re not that in love, i was just trying to be nice,” sungho scrambled, his hand finding his younger brother’s arm, rubbing soothingly.

taesan sighed, shaking his head, “it’s over, hyung. and now i have to see both of them all the time. they kissed five times while saying goodbye to me… five times!”

leehan🪸🐠 [suggestive, fem!reader, leehan has a scratched up back, jaehyun and sungho being little shits]

“here he is,” jaehyun teased, leehan appearing from his room with a small smirk on his face.

“yeah, shut up,” leehan said pre-emptively, knowing that both jaehyun and sungho had just heard everything that had come from his bedroom, where you were laying, dozing after the evening’s activities.

sungho was sat on the floor playing fifa as he laughed, looking up to his younger friend, “woah!”

“what?” leehan exclaimed, spinning around. jaehyun, who was sat at the dining table, now seeing what sungho was referring to.

“damn!” he yelled with a laugh, “was that sex or were you being attacked by a bear?”

leehan laughed, waving off their comments as he continued to the fridge, getting drinks and snacks for himself and for after you woke up, “she can’t give me hickies, our make-up artist forbid her, i guess this is the other option, why? jealous?”

jaehyun shrugged, getting up and inspecting the marks on his friend’s back, “wow. i suppose y/n does have long nails, hmm?”

“yeah paid for by donghyun-ie, too!” sungho laughed, jaehyun nodding in shock at sungho’s words.

“you’re right!” jaehyun laughed, “wow i’d pay for my girl’s nails too if she did that to me.”

“and everything else,” sungho snorted, returning to his game.

leehan furrowed his eyebrows, “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“everything else she was doing to you!” sungho laughed, his eyes not moving away from the screen, “you were moaning like crazy.”

“i just… do that for anything,” leehan defended weakly, taking a crisp from an open bag on the side.

“it’s not like he wasn’t doing it for her too, though,” jaehyun laughed, leehan could see he was revving up for one of his big moments, as jaehyun kneeled on the dining chair, beginning to mimic your moans loudly, “oh! donghyun! oh baby you’re so big! ugh! fuck me, please, donghyun!”

“alright, okay,” leehan spoke assertively, trying to calm him down.

“oh, donghyun!” sungho joined in, “need you!”

leehan’s face was solemn now, turning angry as he looked at his older friends.

“guys,” he said, his voice loud, “that’s my girlfriend, shut the fuck up please.”

jaehyun sniggered, agreeing in a way that pissed leehan off even more.

“you’re just fucking jealous you don’t get any,” leehan hissed, taking a swig of his drink.

sungho laughed loudly, trying badly to cover it up after.

“what?!” leehan yelled, “you have something to say?!”

“yeah,” sungho scoffed, nodding, “i never knew you were so jealous.”

“huh?”

“i’ve never seen you get angry before, donghyun-ah!” sungho exclaimed, excitement laced in his voice, “this is obviously what happens when you get jealous.”

“don’t have sex so loudly if you don’t want us to hear, donghyun-ah,” jaehyun teased, slapping leehan’s shoulder, the boy flinching as his hand landed on fresh wounds. “oh! i’m sorry! i really didn’t mean to.”

leehan’s voice was tight when he spoke, “it’s fine.”

woonhak 🧸 [fluff, poutybf!woonhak, fem!reader]

“ah why?!” you pleaded, tugging on your boyfriend’s arm, “just once! i just want to see!”

woonhak rolled his eyes dramatically, shaking his arm so your grip went with it, “no, y/n! i’m never going to bring you to my dorm, okay? stop asking.”

you sighed, exasperated, “i don’t see why not, woonie, i just want to see, you know i still live with my parents, it’s just interesting!”

“i wish i still lived with my parents,” he scoffed, picking at the tteokbokki the two of you had got from the stall outside your school, standing and eating on the corner as you hid your shivers under your padded coats and each others’ body heat.

“ah please!” you whined, stamping your foot as your boyfriend started to laugh, “you haven’t even given me a good reason why not!”

“come on,” woonhak laughed, thanking the grandma working at the stand as you began to walk home. you sighed, resigning your argument as you walked arm in arm.

“oh!” you exclaimed, slapping your boyfriend’s back excitedly, he looked at you with a shocked expression.

“ah what?!”

“it’s myung jaehyun!” you exclaimed, a shocked smile on your face at the man you’d heard and seen so much about, “oh! and riwoo!”

“stop calling them like that,” woonhak chastised, leaving your side to jog towards his members, “hyungs, what are you doing here?!”

“came to pick you up of course!” jaehyun exclaimed.

“i think we interrupted something though,” riwoo chuckled, seeing you arrive at woonhak’s side and take ahold of his arm again.

you bowed, greeting the two, “hello! i’m y/n.”

“of course,” jaehyun cooed, “we heard so much about you!”

you blushed, “really?”

“our woonhak never shuts up about you!” riwoo teased.

you smiled, the four of you beginning to walk home. jaehyun and riwoo talked your ear off the whole way, as you giggled and gushed over their words of praise and adoration for woonhak, and for you.

“y/n has to go now,” woonhak announced as you reached the top of your street.

“oh, i thought she’d come back to the dorm!” riwoo exclaimed. jaehyun nodded, “hey, come! taesan’s mum cooked a bunch of food for us that we’re gonna have tonight!”

“ah i want to! but woonie said i couldn’t come to the dorms…”

the two hyungs looked confused, turning towards woonhak as you did the same, looking at your boyfriend’s slightly guilty expression.

“it was because of this!” he suddenly burst, “hyungs, this is my girlfriend! let me talk to her at least, god!”

your eyes widened before you smiled, biting your lip to hold in your laugh; jaehyun and riwoo obviously not doing the same.

“i’m sorry, our baby,” jaehyun cooed, squeezing woonhak’s cheek as he protested more, “were we taking up too much of her time?”

woonhak rolled his eyes, suddenly growing embarrassed.

“let her come back to the dorm and you’ll have all the time in the world,” riwoo offered, woonhak sighing as he took your arm.

“come on then.”

[4ranghaes]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd with pregnant!reader

ot5 bnd x reader [fluff, afab!reader, pregnant!reader]

a/n - i just felt a bit weird writing woonhak, considering he’s younger than me idk,, hope you still enjoy!!!

sungho🎀 [4 months along]

“wait! wait, wait,” he said quickly, slamming the car door on his side before running round and opening your own.

you chuckled, “thank you, ba–”

“here,” he said, taking your hand, placing his other hand on your back as he helped you out the car.

“sungho,” you sighed, as he rushed to grab your bag and lock the car before ushering you inside, “sungho!”

he stopped, turning to you. he’d just reached the front door of your house, key in his hand as he stopped.

“you need to stop fussing over me,” you laughed, “i’m fine. i’m barely even showing yet!”

sungho sighed, placing his hand protectively on your back as the two of you walked inside, “i know. i’m sorry, i just– i already worried about everything when you were just you! now it’s you and our baby, in one person?! everyday i think i’m going to combust when i think about it.”

you collapsed on the sofa, your body tired and achey. even if you weren’t showing, pregnancy was still doing a number on your body. you laughed at your husband’s words, beckoning him to your side, “i need you to be normal, for my own sanity. and i need you to calm down, for your own health.”

he nodded, leaning on your shoulder, wrapping his arm round your waist, “i’ll try.” he sighed in contentment, his thumb rubbing gently on your stomach, “that was a good scan today.”

you nodded, placing your hand over his, “i love hearing their heartbeat.”

sungho grinned, looking to you and nodding, “i know, makes it feel real that there’s a little person in there! i can’t believe it.” he quietened down again quickly, massaging your legs he knew were aching, kissing your forehead softly. “son or daughter?”

you chuckled, placing your hands over your stomach and humming, “i have no idea.”

“come on,” sungho jeered, “mum’s instinct?”

you smiled, butterflies erupting at the sound of being called mum for the first time, “the instinct is that they’re beautiful and loved, no matter what.”

“yeah…” your husband hummed, “but a daughter would be lovely, right?”

you giggled, nodding as you played with his hair, “and you’d spoil her completely, i’m sure.”

riwoo 🦦🍡 [3 months along]

“was that a dream?”

you hummed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes before snuggling into your husband’s chest, “what?”

“last night,” he said, staring at the ceiling. he glanced at you, a small smile on his face as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close. “i could swear i had a dream that you told me you were pregnant.”

you giggled, “hmm, i wonder why.���

riwoo chuckled, “i can’t believe it. i feel like i need to do something… tell someone? buy something?”

you laughed, “just hold on. i think we should wait until 20 weeks to tell people. that’s what they suggest, anyway.”

“sounds good,” he nodded, sighing with contentment, “wow. i mean, before the years over we’re gonna have a baby. at christmas! oh wow. do you think it’s gonna be a boy or a girl?”

you giggled, closing your eyes from sleepiness, “i don’t know, sanghyuk.”

“i need to research,” he hummed, stroking your hair, “i don’t know anything about pregnancy or babies.”

“did you know they can already hear?” you smiled, rolling onto your back and placing your hand on your stomach. nothing was showing, but just the idea was exciting. riwoo looked shocked, scooting down the bed and resting his head on your chest, his hand on your lower stomach.

“they can hear me?” he smiled, stroking the skin softly.

“yeah,” you said, stroking riwoo’s hair, “go on, say something. i’ve done it a couple times.”

“okay,” he chuckled, humming for a moment as he swiped his hand over your stomach, “hey baby. i– i don’t know anything about you yet. haven’t even seen a scan. but i’m your dad. um… i guess you’ll get to know me pretty well. i’m excited to meet you, in 7 months. it feels long, but i’m sure it’ll go by quickly, and then you can celebrate christmas with me and your mum. speaking of your mum… you’re inside her now, so she’ll take good care of you. but i hope you treat her well too, don’t make her too ill. um… i don’t really know what else to say so i’ll say bye for now but i’ll speak to you again soon, okay? i’ll play you one of my songs too! feel free to kick or whatever to respond if you like it–”

“five months.”

“hmm?”

“usually you don’t feel the baby kick until five months,” you smiled, stroking your husband’s hair back as he turned his face to look at your face now, instead of your stomach.

he frowned, “that’s so long.”

“come on, we have to get up now,” you groaned, stretching before sitting up.

“okay,” riwoo sighed, pressing a quick kiss to your stomach and leaping out of bed, “i’ll start the coffee— oh.”

you grumbled, glaring at him, “don’t rub it in.”

jaehyun🪻🐕 [6 months along]

“hiya pretty girl,” he said, bursting into a smile as you wandered into the living room.

you glared at your husband, “don’t patronise me.”

“i’m not,” jaehyun laughed, “come on, sit down, i’ll rub your feet.”

“you will?” you asked, almost tearing up in gratitude.

“of course!” he exclaimed, voice soft like a melody as he helped you onto the sofa before pulling your legs up so they were resting in his lap.

“sorry i was grumpy,” you said sheepishly, as he started massaging your sock-covered feet and legging-covered calves.

“it’s okay,” he beamed, “be as grumpy with me as you want, my girl! you’re carrying my baby.”

one of his hands trailed up to rest on the bottom of your rounded stomach. you smiled, placing your hand over his before dragging it upwards to where your daughter’s little feet were kicking repetitively.

“woah, harsh!” he gasped over-dramatically, rubbing the spot with his thumb.

jaehyun was good at leaving you to your own devices during pregnancy, knowing that too much worrying and fussiness would be overbearing for your already over-loaded body and mind, but sometimes you didn’t mind a bit of fuss.

“do you want anything particular for dinner?” he asked, moving back to massaging your feet.

you hummed, “no, i don’t have anything in mind. you can choose.”

“okay,” he said suspiciously, “but i’ll check with you first, yeah? i want you to eat.”

you smiled, nodding and going back to your phone.

“oh check your emails, by the way,” he said, barely even looking at you as he spoke, “i ordered some things for the nursery.”

you clicked on the app, eyes widening at the confirmation email you’d received that morning. “some things?! jaehyun, this is the whole nursery!”

“well we needed to get it done, right?” he shrugged.

“oh thank you,” you cooed, removing your legs from his lap and instead cuddling into his side, “how did you know i was stressing about that last night?”

“you wrote it on a post-it note to remind yourself, and then forgot to put it up,” he chuckled, kissing your forehead, “no need to worry anymore, though.”

you sighed, pregnancy brain ruining your ability to even think anymore, “thank you, love.”

“that’s okay, pretty girl,” he smiled down at you, “and hey, why don’t we go clothes shopping soon? hmm? you know we’re gonna love that.”

you smiled, nodding as jaehyun pressed a soft kiss to your lips, “you’re the best.”

taesan 🎸🐈‍⬛ [7 months along]

“dongmin, have you seen my tape?”

“woah,” he smirked, sitting up on the bed as he ogled you in the doorway.

“what?” you sighed.

you were stood wearing nothing but a crop top that only covered your boobs nowadays, with booty shorts, and your hair which had finally had a wash after a week was put away messily.

“you look gorgeous,” he blinked, face unwavering as you rolled your eyes.

“please,” you scoffed, practically waddling over to your husband.

he smiled, “no, i’m serious. i don’t think i’ve ever been more turned on. god you’re sexy.”

“oh my god keep it in your pants! i’m already pregnant,” you rolled your eyes, standing in front of him, “now can you answer my question?”

“your tape? oh the belly supporter one? yeah, it’s in the dresser,” he hummed, “i’ll get it, you sit down.”

he swapped your positions so you were sat on the edge of the bed and he wandered over to grab the tape, coming and helping you stand back up to put it in position.

“how could you possibly find me sexy right now?” you laughed, looking at yourself in the mirror as you planned where to put the tape to support your body the most.

“cause you’re all mine,” he murmured, kissing your shoulder as he stood behind you, “and everyone knows it. and you’re so cool, you’re carrying a person, our person.”

you smiled, taesan’s hands snaking round your waist and resting on your stomach as his head rested on your shoulder.

“sorry i find cool and powerful women so sexy,” he shrugged.

“wow you’re such a feminist,” you laughed, taesan shaking his head as he chuckled. “speaking of, how’s the nursery coming along?”

“nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about, princess,” he hummed, kissing your shoulder as he went and grabbed his laptop off the bed, “in two weeks it’ll be done, and we’ll be fully ready for our little guy. okay?”

you nodded, smiling as taesan continued to stand behind you, admiring you in the mirror. you basked in the moment for a while longer, sighing in contentment as you leaned against his body.

“fuck,” you cursed under your breath, seeing a large wet spot appear on your crop top.

“fuck,” taesan murmured, “i need to get you pregnant more often.”

you glared at him, “not helping.”

leehan🪸🐠 [5 months along - warning: mentions of like,, being able to see the baby move? some people find that gross so i wanted to leave a warning😭]

“y/n?”

“up here!” you called from the bedroom, as leehan came through the front door after work.

you heard your husband sprinting up the stairs, two at a time as he usually did, appearing in the bedroom doorway with a goofy smile on his face.

“hey, how was your— woah.”

he stopped his question, looking at your rounded stomach which was seemingly moving beneath the skin.

“this is so freaky,” you chuckled, “i mean, interesting. but weird, right?”

“that is so cool,” he said, quickly coming to the side of the bed and kneeling down, peering closely at the skin.

you laughed, “she’s really in there, huh?”

“hey, baby,” leehan spoke, poking your stomach gently, “why you wriggling so much? you uncomfortable?”

you chuckled at his words, stroking the hair on the back of his head as he resting his chin on the mattress.

“wah,” he spoke, placing a hand flat on your stomach, letting it be moved by your unborn child, “wah. hi baby, it’s daddy. remember me?”

“i hope so, considering you speak to her twice a day,” you laughed.

he smiled, kissing his fingers and pressing it to the skin. he continued to blink, in a quiet fascination of your baby, and of you, for carrying her inside you.

“is it uncomfortable?”

“no,” you shook your head, “feels weird though. i couldn’t even describe it if i wanted to.”

he nodded thoughtfully, “how long has she been doing this?”

“all afternoon,” you said, before adding sheepishly, “i phoned the doctor at first. they were a bit pissed at me, i think, cause it turns out it’s absolutely nothing to worry about. but i just thought this movement seemed excessive, right?!”

“yeah, they’re a dick,” leehan said, voice almost emotionless, “you’re just worried for your baby, you’re being a good mum.”

you smiled, “thanks, love. anyway, they said she’s probably just moving position, but it’s early enough that they’re confident she’ll move back before it’s time to come out.”

“she’s just an acrobat, hmm?”

“or a dancer, maybe?” you smiled, leehan looking at you shyly before looking back to your stomach.

“i want to name her sua,” he said, suddenly.

“sua?” you repeated, “as in… water themed?”

he nodded, “either that or i name her after a fish, so it’s up to you.”

you laughed, leaning over and kissing his head, “sua sounds perfect.”

[4ranghaes]

I know you posted it almost a month ago at time I’m writing this request… but would you mind doing a follow up to that one with bnd and reader getting walked in on by another member? Like what is it like the next day? How much teasing can they endure? Will Woonhak be able to survive Jaehyun’s talk?

You don’t have to do a continuation of all the members if you do this request, I was mostly curious about Woonhak.

ot6 bnd x reader [kinda funny, fluff, fem!reader]

pt.2 to this!!!

a/n: okay i actually loved this and i wanted to do a pt.2 to taesan’s too so i just did all of them😭😭

sungho🎀

you walked into the kitchen, sungho’s t-shirt covering your body, as well as your pyjama bottoms. you poured two glasses of juice, smiling politely at riwoo and taesan who sat at the dining table. they just stared at you.

“i’m sorry, taesan! but in our defence, why didn’t you knock?!” you broke the silence, riwoo just laughing while taesan looked insulted.

“why weren’t you making noise?! any normal person does!” he threw back, as you rolled your eyes.

“whatever,” you laughed, “we were gonna order some food, do either of you want anything?” riwoo perked up opposite taesan, who sat pouting.

“just call sungho out here and we’ll talk,” riwoo smiled.

“um,” you paused, your boyfriend’s earlier words echoing in your head.

“i’m not going out there! if you want juice, you’ll have to get it yourself. i can’t look him in the eye right now.”

“i-i know what he wants anyway, it’s fine,” you said, awkwardly.

“oh my god, i can not have this ruining the dorm,” riwoo said, dramatically, “park sungho! get out here!”

“stop! he’s really embarrassed,” you said, shoving riwoo as you sat down beside him, pulling out your phone to flick through the delivery app.

“yeah i bet he is,” taesan rolled his eyes, before covering his face with his hands, “oh my god the image is seared into my brain!”

“well you could’ve left a bit quicker!” you exclaimed, “also, how do you think i feel?! why are you more embarrassed when you’ve seen me naked?!”

taesan stopped then, as the two of you shared an awkward look.

the silence was broken by your boyfriend appearing out of his room, wrapped in his duvet.

“han dongmin. if you say one thing, i’m leaving.”

“what, the band?” taesan teased.

“dongmin!” sungho scolded, collapsing onto the sofa. “i want dakgalbi.”

“okay, baby, we’ll get you dakgalbi,” you agreed, laughing at your boyfriend’s childish behaviour.

taesan just fake-cried, slamming his head into the table. “get out my brain!”

riwoo🦦🍡

“i’m kinda hungry,” you said, putting your phone down and rolling over, cuddling up to your boyfriend’s side. “shall we go and make that fried rice now?”

“or… shall we order?” riwoo grinned, wiggling his phone at you.

you gasped, “shall we?! wait. do you just not want to leave your room in case you see leehan?”

riwoo scoffed, already scrolling through the app, “no!”

you glared at him, riwoo sparing a glance to you as he rolled his eyes, “fine. yes. i don’t think he’s gonna say anything, i’m just embarrassed. i mean i literally moaned in front of him.”

you giggled, getting up and exiting the room, riwoo watching with a screwed up expression. you were right, even though you hadn’t said it, he knew your sentiment, he couldn’t spend his life in his room. but, this would pass in a day or two…

suddenly, leehan appeared at the door, breaking riwoo out of his concerns. you were stood behind him like a supportive mum.

“i’m sorry, hyung,” leehan spoke, face expressionless, “i should have knocked, i should have noticed sooner. i’m sorry.”

riwoo groaned, burying his face in his hands, “this is worse!”

“well what do you want me to say?” leehan laughed, “hyung, look, i’m sorry, but it’s life! i don’t care, also it’s not like i saw anything.”

riwoo hummed, getting out of bed and coming over to the two of you.

“what?” leehan said, as he was face to face with the man.

“get out of the way. i’m so hungry i could die, i need to make myself food.”

“you have been avoiding going outside!” you exclaimed.

“of course i have!” riwoo laughed, before grabbing leehan’s hand as they walked through the hallway. “wait. but seriously donghyun, if you tell any of the other members, i’ll—”

“what? that you and your girlfriend dry hump?” leehan laughed, riwoo smacking his shoulder.

“shut up, idiot.”

jaehyun🪻🐕

“we need to implement some serious boundaries in this band!” woonhak yelled, storming out his bedroom, taesan close behind.

“oh, it’s taesan now? it’s usually myungjae that’s being said about,” riwoo snickered.

“no one beats jaehyun, though,” taesan scoffed, still hanging off woonhak, despite the clear annoyance from the maknae, “what other friends have to implement a ‘no sex in the living room rule’?!”

“yeah, well, just be glad i stick to it,” jaehyun said, saluting all the members, while you smacked his chest.

“myung jaehyun, you absolute liar!” sungho yelled.

“oh god,” woonhak laughed, “hyung?! again?!”

“i walked in on those two making out the other day,” sungho said, now facing the rest of the members for a dramatic retelling.

“that’s not—”

“shared conversation, and everything!” sungho exclaimed, “and the entire time! he was continuing to finger her! under her skirt!”

“what the fuck?”

“myungjae—”

“please! oh my god!”

“jesus christ.”

jaehyun just laughed, while you hid your face in his shoulder, “what can i say?”

“oh my god,” you groaned. you pulled away, grimacing at the boys, “i’m so sorry, i don’t know why he’s like this.”

“yeah, yeah, you were there too, y/n! don’t act innocent,” sungho teased.

“she’s wearing a skirt, guys,” leehan said, smirking, “we should be careful, they could be up to something right now.”

“shut up, donghyun, that’s so—” you cut yourself off with a gasp as jaehyun ran his hand up your inner thigh, cupping your clothed heat. “myung jaehyun! stop it! you’re such a pervert.”

your boyfriend just giggled, removing his hand and leaning his head on your shoulder, the rest of the members groaning, riwoo and taesan even getting up and walking away, all while myungjae laughed to himself.

“i hope you’re having fun,” you said, sarcastically, peering down at him.

myungjae grinned, “of course i am.”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛

“hi,” taesan said, entering riwoo’s bedroom.

“hey.”

“did you… get that jar open?”

“nope,” riwoo shook his head, offering an awkward smile to his friend.

taesan sighed, groaning, “i’m so sorry you had to see… that, but also—”

“i’m not gonna tell the others, tae,” riwoo smiled, “don’t worry.”

taesan sighed a breath of relief, “thank you, sanghyuk, genuinely—”

“i might tell my therapist, but, you know, they won’t tell anyone.”

taesan whined, burying his face in his hands, “oh god, i’m so embarrassed.”

“no, don’t be,” riwoo laughed, “i’m into it, actually. just didn’t realise you were too.”

“mmhmm,” taesan nodded, screwing up his face, “too raw to talk about it. maybe another time.”

riwoo laughed, nodding and waving taesan off.

“okay,” taesan nodded curtly, leaving the room, “thanks, hyung.”

he closed the door behind him, returning to his own bedroom where you were laid on the bed. you turned to smile at your boyfriend as he entered, placing your phone down.

“you do it?”

taesan nodded, trudging over to the bed where he collapsed into your arms, “he said he won’t tell anyone besides his therapist.”

you laughed, kissing his head, “well done, baby.”

taesan groaned, burying his face in your body, “fuck that’s so embarrassing. i actually want to die.”

leehan🪸🐠 [this one went in a very different direction to the others so.. smut content warning]

“thanks, woonhak,” sungho laughed, welcoming the boy back out of leehan’s bedroom and into the living room.

“why do i always loose the bets?” woonhak sighed.

“we seriously need to talk with them. how can they always be this loud?” taesan grumbled.

woonhak swallowed, “it was… hot though.”

jaehyun laughed loudly, shoving the maknae, “yeah? you liked it? perv.”

“shut up! just… objectively,” he said, embarrassed, “obviously i don’t want to see y/n noona like that, but…”

“what… what did it look like, woonhak? i mean, what were they doing?” riwoo asked, all the boys subconsciously leaning forward to listen in.

“well donghyun was sat on his desk chair,” woonhak swallowed, “and y/n was on his lap. but, i mean, her entire ass was covered in… you know.”

“in cum?” jaehyun finished, woonhak nodding in response. the boys somewhat laughed, but anyone could tell they were turned on.

“and- before they knew i was there, leehan kind of… took some and fed it to her,” woonhak said, clearing his throat as he nodded, “fuck. that was really hot actually.”

“damn,” taesan spoke.

“fuck,” sungho nodded.

riwoo and jaehyun had pulled pillows and a discarded hoodie over their laps.

“what’s up,” leehan suddenly spoke, emerging from his bedroom. he still wasn’t wearing a shirt, but he had sweatpants covering his lower half, slung low on his hips. his hair was slightly wet with sweat, lips swollen.

“nothing,” woonhak said suddenly.

“you were watching us, right?” leehan smirked, “perv.”

“shut up! you’re the one having sex loud enough for the whole dorm to hear!”

“you’re all jealous,” leehan teased, downing a glass of water, “get a girlfriend and tell me you don’t want to do just that.”

the boys all sighed, going back to their various activities until you emerged from leehan’s room. despite your hardest efforts, you seemed to be walking with a limp, and, as chance would have it, the only bathroom was past the living room.

you smiled awkwardly as you passed by, the boys all staring at you, trying to hide their own heavy breathing.

though your body was covered, they could almost see it. plus, the few hickies on the back of your neck and shoulders that were revealed as you walked by didn’t help.

when you disappeared into the bathroom, their eyelines fell to leehan who was smirking.

“losers.”

woonhak🧸

“this is the worst.”

you turned to look at woonhak, bursting into laughter at his unhappy expression.

“i’m serious, y/n. we’re busted. this is worse than my parents finding out,” your boyfriend groaned.

you were both sat on the sofa in the living room like two naughty children, pyjamas covering your bodies the next morning, while jaehyun paced up and down the kitchen, ever the dramatic.

he finally entered the living room, staring at you with the cutest angry expression ever. “when did this start?”

woonhak groaned, but he had promise to answer all his questions, “y/n’s birthday, earlier this year.”

you suppressed a laugh, nodding seriously as jaehyun took a dramatic deep breath.

“and who initiated last night?”

“hyung!” woonhak whined.

“you said all my questions!”

“fine!” woonhak sighed in defeat, “i did. i even came home early from the studio cause i was horny, and i knew y/n was here, sorry! sue me! hyung, you can’t say anything i’m an adult now!”

jaehyun wiped fake tears from his eyes, “and were you adults using protection?”

you nodded as woonhak frowned.

“what?” you laughed.

“d-did we?” he asked, suddenly worried as he looked to you.

you furrowed your eyebrows, “did we?! i don’t know woonhak you’re in charge of it!”

“y-yeah. yeah we did.”

“are you sure?” you asked, gripping woonhak’s hair to get him to look at you.

“oh my god,” jaehyun said, laying down on the floor.

“not the time hyung! i’m checking the rubbish.”

you groaned, laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. you turned to jaehyun, “are you done?”

jaehyun chuckled, nodding, “yeah, i just like to wind him up. just take care of him, okay? and please use protection.”

you nodded sheepishly, woonhak coming back into the room with a successful smile on his face.

“we did! we did. it’s in the bin,” woonhak smiled, coming and sitting back on the sofa, giving you a quick kiss as he did.

jaehyun had obviously grown tired of his own antics, but as taesan entered the room, an evil smile grew on his face.

“taesan-ah!” he yelled.

“no! hyung!” woonhak whined, diving to the floor to tackle the leader.

but jaehyun was ever persistent, “woonhak’s having sex now! our baby! he’s all grown up, taesan-ah!”

“what?!”

[4ranghaes]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as dads pt.2 -> the first baby

bnd ot5 x reader [fluff, fem!mum!reader, dad!bnd]

a/n: brainrot..

..also on another note ik i’ve started writing smut for woonhak so i could write dad!au for him too i just dont have any headcanons for kids for him😭😭 if anyone has any ideas feel free to send them to my inbox !!!

sungho🎀 [namgi = 9 months]

“namgi-ah!” sungho gasped, his hands making grabbing motions as he sped towards the baby.

namgi was sat up in his crib, looking through the bars as he giggled. the time on the clock read 5:50, but sungho couldn’t find himself to care at this moment, not when his baby was this cute. it was clear the novelty of being a parent had not worn off yet.

“did you sleep well, baby?” sungho cooed, lifting his son into his arms and beginning to bounce back and forth, “hmm? well mummy’s still asleep, because i don’t know if you remember but she woke up to feed you twice last night! so we’ll let her sleep in.”

sungho narrated his thoughts to the baby in his arms as he left namgi’s room and walked into the kitchen. he placed his son in the walker on the floor before opening the fridge and looking inside.

“but, i was thinking we’ll make breakfast for when she wakes up, how does that sound, namgi-ah?”

“mama.”

“yeah that’s right! mama!” sungho chuckled, keeping one eye on his son as he began to make coffee for himself before starting on breakfast for the whole family.

he was stirring the eggs in the pan, turning back almost every minute to check his baby was still okay. but he could hear giggles and gurgles, and the occasional shaking of toys that reassured his mind.

once he’d finished the eggs, sungho took namgi out of his walker and placed him in the high chair at the kitchen table. sitting by his son, he began to cut up some fruit, handing mouthfuls to the baby every now and then.

“i think we’ll go to the park today, namie,” sungho spoke aloud, “i know we go to the park a lot but you like it, right? ooh we could take a picnic, make it a bit more exciting! we can ask mummy if she’d like to come when she wakes up, cause you’re a lot to handle, you know, and she might want a day to herself. not that we don’t love you, namgi, cause we love you the most ever in the world, okay? but—”

“who do you love most ever in the world?” you spoke, walking into the kitchen and kissing your son’s head, “me?”

“mama!” namgi cheered, making you giggle.

“well of course,” sungho smiled, a smitten expression on his face as he looked at you. “and mini us.”

“mini us!” you exclaimed, leaning over your baby boy and kissing his face, tickling his sides, namgi’s screaming laughter filling the kitchen.

sungho smiled, “come sit down, i made breakfast.”

“what?!” you gasped, “what is it, my birthday?”

sungho laughed, humming, “and, me and namgi were thinking about going to the park, want to join? or do you want to spend a lovely, long day by yourself which may or may not include a shower by yourself.”

you giggled, “actually we’re getting over the gross post-partum phase now! i’d love to come to the park with my boys.”

sungho giggled as he plated up breakfast, “family day out!”

riwoo🦦🍡 [yuri = 2 months]

“oh why, why, why?” riwoo cooed, his body almost unconsciously rocking back and forth as he patted yuri’s back, the tiny baby screaming ceaselessly.

“please yuri,” you whined, fake crying against your baby’s tiny back, your husband’s hand extending to yours.

“love, you should go to bed,” riwoo smiled sorrowfully as you sighed, looking to his face.

“no, no,” you shook your head, “we’re in this together, sanghyuk-ah.”

he nodded, sighing. riwoo smiled, wrapping a free arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to your head.

“pass her over, i’ll try and get her to latch on again,” you said, grimacing at the loud cries as you stroked your baby’s head.

“you get comfortable then,” riwoo said, kissing your head agin, letting you leave to your shared bedroom and get comfortable in the bed.

you laid the pillow in your lap, riwoo coming in and laying yuri in your arms; both of you pouting at the baby’s continuous screams.

“please baby,” riwoo pleaded quietly as he helped hold her mouth open, both of you trying to get her to latch on, despite the cries. “we need you to help us too.”

finally, the cries ceased as her tiny lips wrapped around your nipple. you looked up to your husband with an almost tearful happy look, riwoo’s face shocked, mirroring yours.

“oh my god,” you whispered.

“finally!” he laughed, stroking your hair, “i’ll go and get you some snacks and a drink, okay? any requests?”

you smiled at his caring behaviour, shaking your head, “no thanks, anything’s fine.”

“okay,” riwoo spoke, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. he looked down at yuri, “anything for you ma’am? looks like you’re sorted for a drink. want some cookies to go with that?”

you laughed at your husband’s terrible jokes, as he smiled happily at the sound of your laughter. “you okay?”

“i’m fine,” you smiled, “just happy she’s stopped crying.”

“well, just hang tight for a minute. then we can watch a series and eat snacks till she’s done,” he smiled, excited eyes blinking at you.

“you should sleep, sanghyuk,” you chuckled, watching as he started to walk to the kitchen.

he stopped dramatically, holding up one finger, “never. we’re in this together, right?”

you giggled, nodding, “right.”

jaehyun🪻🐕 [jangmi = 7 months]

“where are my girls?!”

screaming laughter filled the apartment at just the sound of jaehyun’s voice. you smiled, picking up your baby girl off the floor and carrying her over to her dad, who had just arrived home, swooping her through the air with sound effects and all.

jaehyun laughed upon seeing her, taking off his shoes and approaching the two of you, hands outstretched and a huge smile on his face as he took his baby, cuddling her close.

“jangmi-ah!” he exclaimed, “i missed you so much, baby!”

you smiled, threading your fingers through the hair on the back of his neck. jaehyun’s attention turned to you and he smiled.

“and my other girl, come here!” he exclaimed, pulling you in with his other arm. “how were you today?”

“good!” you chuckled, pressing a kiss to his lips, “we’ve been trying to talk, and walk…” you tickled your baby’s tummy as she scream laughed, flopping into jaehyun’s arms. “she’s close to saying mama i’m sure.”

“hmm, or dada,” he said, adjusting jangmi in his arms and walking into the apartment.

“i’m not sure,” you teased, following the pair. jaehyun sat on the sofa, continuing to play with jangmi, holding her in front of his face, pulling faces and tickling her as she screamed with giggles.

you smiled at the sight, walking to the kitchen to start on dinner, “how was your day?”

“it was good,” jaehyun smiled, looking to you. he got up, bringing the baby over to the kitchen as he hovered, overseeing what you were doing. “some dancing, some composing. you know, the usual.”

he continued to bounce jangmi as he spoke, jiggling her in his arms on certain words so she giggled.

“yeah?” you hummed

“yeah,” jaehyun giggled, hugging his daughter tight, “oh, i missed you two though!”

“i know,” you snickered, “i got a message from a very annoyed taesan asking you to stop talking about your baby.”

jaehyun rolled his eyes, “whatever. like he doesn’t love babies.”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ [baekho = 1 day]

“morning,” taesan smiled, as your eyes blinked open.

the bright, sterile lights of the hospital weren’t a great view to start the day; but the sight of your husband’s face as he stood, holding your new baby in his arms brought a smile to your face.

“morning,” you said, groaning as you stretched, sitting up in bed.

“how are you feeling?” taesan asked, sitting on the side of the hospital bed.

“i’m okay,” you nodded, “little sore.”

“of course,” he chuckled, looking back down to little baekho, laying in his arms.

“can i hold our baby?” you asked in a small voice, making taesan laugh.

“never,” he spoke, already handing the tiny baby over to you.

you giggled, looking at the tiny, reddened face, screwed up with sleep, “look at him. i can’t believe he’s ours.”

taesan shook his head, “i know. you’re a mum.”

“you’re a dad,” you spoke, looking up at your husband’s face.

he couldn’t hide his smile, not taking his eyes off of baekho.

“my family are gonna come to the hospital today to meet him,” he said, stroking the baby’s face with a gentle finger, “but just meet him and leave, it’s okay, they won’t stay for long.”

“it’s okay, i don’t mind,” you smiled, leaning against taesan’s body, “i’m happy he has family who love him.”

“of course,” taesan whispered, “he always will.”

you giggled, nodding. even at just a few hours old, you could recognise the shape of his nose, and taesan’s full lips.

“i’m a dad…” taesan whispered, “i can’t believe it.”

“you’re gonna be the best,” you murmured, smiling as you looked at your husband’s teary eyes. you leaned forward, kissing his cheek.

he silently wiped a tear, resting his head atop yours and sighing down at his son.

“baekho-ya,” he spoke, chuckling as he poked his cheek, “han baekho. ah, my baby.”

leehan🪸🐠 [sua = 4 months]

“i don’t name them, sua, but if you wanted to you could,” leehan spoke, patting his daughter’s back softly as he rocked gently side to side.

he was stood beside the fish tank you had installed in the living room of your home, the baby resting against his chest, her head turned to one side as she stared at the lights and colours of the fish tank in fascination.

“this one’s a tetra,” leehan spoke, “rummy nose tetra.”

he leaned down and kissed her head, trying to peak a look at her face; but the way she was positioned made it hard.

“y/n?” he called, keeping his voice soft, “is she asleep?”

you walked round to your husband’s side, resting a hand on his back as you looked to your baby’s bug eyes, staring up at you.

you giggled, “nope.”

leehan sighed, readjusting her position, “are you not sleepy, sua? you need to sleep!”

“maybe we should cut her naps,” you offered, beginning to clean up the toys across the living room.

“maybe,” your husband hummed, continuing to pat her back and explain the colourful fish. he started humming a song, beginning to walk round the house, patting her back.

“her eyes are shut now,” you whispered, following your family to the nursery.

leehan chuckled, exasperated as he shut his eyes and fake cried, “please, sua. i’m begging you.”

you giggled, continuing to watch her tiny body. the harsh grip she had on her dad’s t-shirt loosened as you nodded up at your husband.

“i think that’s it,” you whispered. leehan smiling at you, leaning down to kiss sua’s head. “now just got to get her in the crib.”

he squeezed his eyes shut, chuckling.

“sorry, i know this is hard, and you’ve been at practise all day,” you smiled sorrowfully, leehan quickly shaking his head.

“no, no,” he said, assuredly, “i love it. i love spending time with her, no matter what it is. even changing her!”

you giggled, wincing slightly as you watched your husband lower the baby into her crib.

“i tell the boys about her non stop.”

you smiled, “yeah?”

“yeah,” he chuckled, keeping a firm hand on sua’s stomach to soothe her. “they can’t wait to see her again. ooh i should take her to practise tomorrow.”

“hmm, i don’t know what she’ll do for the day,” you laughed slightly, both of you creeping out the room as her whimpers subsided and she fell back asleep. “i could come over at some point though, bring her, say hello to the boys. i haven’t seen them since she was born either.”

leehan closed the door gently, wincing as he did. he sighed when it closed with no disturbance. he smiled, kissing your head as the two of you collapsed onto the sofa. “sounds amazing, babe.”

[4ranghaes]

han taesan x reader [smut, fem!reader]

warnings - spit kink, fingering, dom!taesan, fem nicknames used (baby, princess), use of tae’s real name, kind of gross descriptions but i’m just super horny

a/n - oh nothing….😔just taesan with a spit kink………😮‍💨 just plaguing my brain these days…..😵‍💫

20:11 - “look at me, baby.”

you were snuggled into your boyfriend’s side, watching youtube videos together from the laptop balanced on your knees. taesan’s naturally larger frame and the way your body was slumped against the pillows and his body meant he had at least a head on you. your head leant on his shoulder while his rested on top of yours.

you took your head off his shoulder, looking up at his command. his hand had been working soft circles into your thigh all night, you should’ve known how he was feeling, but if didn’t click until you looked up, taesan’s large hand coming to grab your jaw, his finger tapping twice on your cheek. as if trained, your mouth opened for him. a wide, cocky smile overtook taesan’s lips before a large glob of spit dripped from his mouth into yours. you swallowed, taesan’s hand letting go of your jaw as you smiled.

“good girl,” he murmured, kissing your forehead and letting you go back to your original position.

but now you were frustrated. you put the laptop down and pulled away, looking at him with a pout.

he smiled lightly, “what, baby?”

“you can’t just do that, dongmin!” you exclaimed, whining like a baby in a way that only him and his teasing could reduce you to.

“i always do baby,” he said, furrowing his eyebrows in mock confusion.

“yeah, but– but— but it’s different!”

“how?” he chuckled.

“you know how,” you grumbled, falling back against his chest.

taesan pressed a kiss to your forehead, his fingers trailing down the outside of your thigh. the skin was bare due to your pyjama shorts, goosebumps appearing in the wake of taesan’s light touch.

you sighed, leaning into him as suddenly his hand moved inside your thigh, spreading your legs apart with a domineering hand, his fingers ghosting your clothed cunt. your breathing became uneven as you looked up at him, a pouting look on your face.

“what?” he chuckled, now drawing circles on the fabric. you opened your mouth wordlessly, taesan smirking before spitting again into your mouth, sealing the act with a kiss this time.

you moaned as his lips clashed against yours, his hand now patting your bum to get you to lift your hips, pulling your pyjama shorts and panties down in a swift motion when you did.

“good girl,” he breathed, pulling away for just a second before smashing his lips to yours again.

one finger continued to trace lightly against the inside of your thigh as he pulled away, leaving your bottom lips touching, his tongue just crossing over into your mouth, but his face was far away enough that he could watch your expression as he spread the lips of your pussy with skilled fingers before moving one to press against your clit.

he started circling the bud, as you panted, your mouth still open, desperate for his lips and for his spit.

he moved his thumb to be working on your clit, his middle and ring finger beginning to spread your wetness all over your cunt before playing with your entrance.

your hand flew up to taesan’s face, cupping his cheek before moving to tangle in his hair as his fingers began to pump in and out of your hole, in and out.

“move your hips, baby,” he cooed, “fuck yourself on my fingers, come on.”

“please,” you whined, doing as he said.

his eyebrows raised, his full lips pouting as he shook his head, expression feigning confusion, “please what?” you whined, embarrassed. “say it, princess.”

“please spit in my mouth,” you whispered, taesan smiling, his fingers not letting up as he kissed the outside of your lips before spitting harshly in your mouth, kissing you sloppily afterwards.

his fingers started pumping faster, your moans being lost, drowned out in your boyfriend’s mouth, wet sounds from both activities filling the dark bedroom.

you whined, not even attempting to pull away from taesan’s delicious lips, even as your orgasm drew closer. you felt him smile against you, fingers inside you speeding up and digging further against your clit.

moaning, back arching into him, your orgasm washed over you as you finally pulled away from his mouth. both of your lips swollen and wet with spit, he watched with a proud smile as you moaned and whimpered, hips riding his fingers through your orgasm.

“i need to get my cock wet now,” he panted, a lust-filled smile on his face.

you smiled, catching your breath, “which one do you want?”

[4ranghaes]

hi~~ could you please write your opinions on Taesan finding out you have a daddy kink? how would he be like normally, when you’re a brat and maybe… a quick smut scribble? ><

han taesan x reader [smut, fem!reader]

a/n: yo i enjoyed writing this far more than i'd care to admit lmaooo who knew i had a daddy kink not me!! ...well...

warnings: daddy kink (duh), blowjob, cum swallowing, spanking, both hard dom!taesan and soft dom!taesan in the same fic so enjoy that, nicknames (baby, good girl), i mean MAJOR daddy kink guys, taesan refers to himself as daddy too

00:47 - “that’s it, baby, show me before you swallow,” taesan grunted, as his cum dribbled from his cock into your mouth.

he removed his still-hard length, tucking it back into his jeans. he was holding your head up by a harsh grip on your hair. you opened your mouth wide, tongue sticking out so your boyfriend could see the pool of white on your tongue.

“that’s it, good girl,” he cooed, allowing you to swallow the salty liquid. “now what should i do with you, hmm?”

“please i need to cum so badly,” you spoke, voice shaky.

taesan raised his hand, slapping your cheek, though it was reasonably gentle. your eyes filled with tears at the contact.

“speaking out of turn,” he sighed, nodding. he pulled you up so you were standing in front of him before pulling you over his lap. your face was smushed into the mattress behind him, your ass positioned on his lap just right. “you know your punishment, baby girl. 20?”

you whined, but taesan started regardless. you had a safe word, he knew you could use it if you really needed. “one,” you moaned, as his hand made contact with your ass cheek, “two.”

this continued on and on, with harsh slaps being delivered to either cheek, gentle rubs being used every so often to soothe the redness.

“y/n, have you lost count?” he spoke, as your sobs got in the way of your words. taesan was still fully clothed, while you were stark naked over his lap, just the notion alone was degrading. he was wearing a casual outfit of jeans and a t-shirt, and his thick rimmed glasses were resting on his nose as he gave you a harsh glance.

“n-no! 19!” you exclaimed, sniffing and gasping for air, “daddy please, it hurts.”

taesan stopped, paused as he registered your words. “what did you say?”

“d-daddy please,” you sobbed, head cloudy as you felt your dignity slipping away, powerless at the hands of your boyfriend. you hadn’t really registered what you’d said, a fantasy slipping out without really realising.

“oh baby,” taesan cooed, scooping you up into a hug, so you were straddling his lap. his big hands rubbed the stinging skin of your ass, “my baby. does it hurt a lot?”

you nodded into the crook of his neck as one of his hands came to rest of the back of your head as he laid you down on the bed.

“do you need to cum, my love?” he hummed, kissing both your cheeks softly as you nodded, “tell me, please.”

“i need to cum so badly, taesan, it hurts– i’m so wet,” you sobbed.

“no, no,” he commanded, “what’s my name?”

you furrowed your eyebrows, before shaking your head, swallowing the lump in your throat and speaking. “daddy– i need to cum daddy please.”

“good girl,” he cooed, getting undressed swiftly before handling his cock, lining it up with your throbbing, dripping entrance. “god, so wet for me. all for daddy, hmm? you must’ve needed it so badly, yeah?”

you nodded, gripping harshly onto his arm as he pushed the head in, leaving nail marks behind in the skin.

“i’m sorry i was punishing you sweetheart, but you know daddy has to do it sometimes. if you misbehave daddy has to show you what’s right,” he spoke, grunting through his words every so often as he edged in another inch, “fuck… so tight for me, baby. you’re sucking me in.”

“you’re so big, daddy,” you panted, whimpering as you watched taesan roll his eyes back before bottoming out. you moaned as he dragged his length back out your walls, thrusting back in slowly but harshly. “feels so good.”

taesan smirked cockily, “i know, baby, i know. taking me so well.”

he continued with a slow, strong pace until he noticed you fucking your hips up, trying to get more of a feel. he chuckled, immediately increasing his pace, leaving you unable to thrust anymore as your body was turned into a ragdoll by his strength.

“this good, baby? this what you want yeah?” he grunted, both of you panting, though yours were more ragged than your boyfriend’s, “baby’s such a slut for daddy’s cock, aren’t you? fuck, taking me so well. cum whenever you want baby, daddy’s got you.”

his hand snaked down, rubbing at your clit furiously as you moaned loudly at the sudden contact with the sensitive bud.

“t- daddy, nng— i’m gonna cum!” you shrieked, as taesan laughed cockily.

“go on. soak daddy’s cock, baby,” he spoke, as you moaned loudly as you came, adding to the wetness at the top of your thighs.

but taesan hadn’t cum yet, his hips moving furiously to chase his high as you were a moaning, whining mess, body being used like a doll.

“say my name, baby,” he panted, his orgasm evidently close, but not close enough.

“daddy,” you moaned, “fuck me so well, daddy, fuck— please cum. please give me your cum, daddy—” taesan came with a stuttered grunt, his hips following the stutter, his eyes rolling back as his mouth opened wide, cum spilling into your warm cunt and down your soft thighs.

you were both panting as taesan collapsed on the mattress next to you, pulling the blanket over your bodies haphazardly. you laughed, cuddling into his body, “daddy kink, huh?”

“shut up, you started it.”

[4ranghaes]

could you please do perv taesan x fem reader😫😞

han taesan x reader [smut, fem!reader]

a/n: this is so much longer than i even intended it to be also kind of angsty?

warnings: perv!taesan, reader is in established relationship with sungho (CHEATING!!!), peeping, masturbating, unprotected sex (DONT), cunnilingus, use of nicknames (baby, good boy, slut), slight degradation, taesan asks to video, cum eating

21:46 - “i know you’re watching me, dongmin-ah.”

taesan gasped, a moan escaping his lips at the same time, forgetting to remove his hands off his cock. he started spluttering out apologies as you opened the door, finding the boy on his knees, face at the exact height of the keyhole on the bathroom door.

“h-how did you know?” he stuttered, tucking his cock back into his jeans as he stood up.

you were wrapped in a white towel, another holding your hair atop your head. you had your leg up on the side of the bathtub, rubbing lotion into your skin.

“cause i’ve heard you doing it before. masturbating when i’m in the shower, when i’m changing. i’ve even heard scratching at the door sometimes when me and sungho fuck. i know it’s you,” you shrugged, “and while i have you here i’d like to put in a request to get my underwear back as well.”

taesan’s mouth dropped open, why were you being so cool about this?! why weren’t you scolding him? yelling at him?

“why? you want me to tell you off?” you scoffed, as though reading his mind, “bet you do, pervert.”

taesan shook his head quickly, as though trying to shake off his thoughts, “d-does sungho know?”

you smiled at the mention of your boyfriend, at least the man did remember you were dating his friend, even if he didn’t seem to respect it at all. “no. not about the peeking, or about the underwear. he thinks you have a crush on me, but i guess he doesn’t know about you being a perv.”

you walked over to the boy, now stood sheepishly in the bathroom. you undid your towel, letting it fall to the floor and he almost started visibly shaking.

“what’s your goal here, taesan?” you urged, pulling on your underwear and one of sungho’s old t-shirts, before hanging the towel up. “if i fuck you now will it get it out of your system? or…?”

the boy gasped. everything that was happening was so out of character of the taesan you knew, but you enjoyed it. you’d finally crushed that bratty attitude out of him.

“limited time offer, tae—”

“yes! i’ll stop, i promise!”

you smiled, holding onto his face with own hand, his cheeks being squeezed together, “good boy. go wait in your bedroom for me.” he nodded, shaking as he went, not knowing what to do.

was this even right? sungho was his friend! but maybe he should’ve thought about that before masturbating over you in the shower…should he get undressed? should he kneel? get on the bed? god, sungho. he was a terrible friend—

“i want those jeans off now,” you said, quickly closing the door behind you, “sungho gets home from the gym in an hour. you’re gonna finish jerking off over me, since you love that so much, then i’m gonna fuck you. then, you’re gonna eat me out until there’s no remnants that you were anywhere near my pussy, okay? cause sungho likes to fuck when he comes back from the gym, and trust me, he will know. you want him to find out, baby?”

taesan shook his head.

“then be a good boy and do exactly as i say. get those jeans off now.” he scrambled to take the denim off, revealing his hard-on pressing against his boxers, a small wet patch where precum had been leaking against the grey material. “what are you doing?! you’re wasting time.”

he pulled his boxers off quickly, hand returning to his cock with a layer of shyness that he hadn’t had before.

“don’t be coy, taesan. not when you’ve been so shameless before.”

“u-usually you’re naked, y/n,” he said, moaning as he began to thumb his slit. you scoffed, pulling sungho’s t-shirt off your body and throwing it at taesan, the man chucking it on the floor immediately. your bra was tossed at him next, then your panties, which he enjoyed more – using them as he did all the other pairs he’d stolen from you; draped over his face as he worked at his cock.

you laughed, kneeling at the end of the bed to watch him. as his vision was obscured, you leaned down, beginning to press kisses up his thigh. the boy jumped, pulling the material off his face. his left hand flew to the back of your head, desperate to touch you. you left little marks all over his thighs as he jerked faster, up and down his hard cock.

“y/n– i’m gonna—nng, c-cumming—” he stuttered. you moved forward, licking a stripe up his dick which finally sent him over the edge.

he was panting, leaning against the headboard as his cum spurted out his cock, some of it landing on your face; though mostly covering his hands.

you used your fingers to collect the cum that had landed on your face, pushing it past your lips with a soft moan. taesan’s mouth dropped open as he whimpered loudly.

you laughed, cupping his face, “wow, you’re really holding back on your noises when you’re perving, aren’t you baby?”

he nodded with a whine, as you crawled over his body. you tugged at his t-shirt, taesan doing the work for you and pulling it off as you kissed his toned torso, working your way up until your glistening pussy was level with his once again hard cock.

“sungho’s more toned, you know,” you whispered, hands running over his body, your lips brushing taesan’s as you spoke.

he shrugged, “he works out more.”

“that’s true.”

“my cock’s bigger,” he murmured, staring at your lips.

you smirked, smashing your lips against his and continuing to mumble against them, “that’s true.”

you reached down and grabbed his cock, taesan grunting in response, before lining it up with your entrance and sinking down. taesan’s hands were gripping your ass, though he wasn’t guiding you at all, letting you do all the work as you finally sunk down the whole way.

taesan’s lips continued to leave small, repetitive kisses on yours as you sank down. though once you’d bottomed out, you pulled away, making him whine. using your hands on his chest to steady yourself, you sat up and began to grind.

his eyes squeezed shut, he thought he’d cum immediately if he saw the way your boobs bounced up and down – not that they weren’t a regular site for him but god, to see them up close.

“you gonna look tae?” you cooed, flicking over his nipple with your thumb, “this is the only chance you get, you might wanna remember this moment.”

“mmf– fuck, can i video you?”

you raised your hand, slapping him round the face. taesan moaned loudly.

“and what the fuck do you think would happen if sungho found that video, hmm?” you said, “stupid slut.”

taesan’s hands moved so one rested on your tit, massaging the fat in his palm, while the other moved to start circling your clit. a loud moan escaped your lips, making the boy smile lazily.

“you sound so beautiful, y/n.”

“shut up, perv.”

taesan chuckled, satisfied moans leaving his mouth as you sped up the pace. but it wasn’t enough. the man planted his feet on the bed, making you yelp as you were thrown forward onto his chest– taesan’s hips starting to thrust up harshly into your pussy.

“f-f-fuck— taesan!” you exclaimed, “nnng– tae— oh my god!”

“that’s it, baby,” he smirked, “moan my name.”

“taesan—” you whined, “g-g–gonna–”

“cum whenever you want,” he groaned. you released with a loud moan, fully collapsing onto taesan’s chest, though still being thrown around as he chased his own high.

he came with a loud moan of your name, his warm cum filling you up. you were breathless against his chest, sitting up slightly to look at his smirking face. taesan was staring at the ceiling.

“eat me ou—”

“what if i don’t want to?”

“what?” you paused, “are you insane? sungho’s gonna be back—”

“what if i don’t care?” he tested, “it’s you he’ll be mad at. i’m not the one who cheated on him.”

“shut the fuck up,” you spat, “eat me out, dongmin, or i swear to god–”

“what?” taesan laughed, “you swear to god what? just lay down y/n.”

you did as he said, watching warily as he kneeled over your body, head going down to your cum-soaked pussy.

“of course i’m gonna do it,” he said, more quietly now, less cocky, “i’m not an idiot.”

you scoffed, “plus you know he’d crush y– uh-uhh–nnf–fuck—”

taesan’s tongue started to fuck your hole, slurping as he ate out the mix of cum and juices. his fingers worked circles on your clit as you tried to escape the pleasure, hips writhing around the bed. taesan’s free hand was planted on your belly, pinning you down to the mattress.

you were panting and moaning, both his name and multiple profanities, whining as he finally pulled you over the edge again. but he didn’t stop; the mission was to rid you of evidence, right? he licked up the new cum dripping from your hole as you whimpered, gripping at his dark hair.

he moved back, inspecting his work while biting his lip. he sighed, “best i can do.” you lay against the mattress, panting as taesan flopped down beside you. “though you’re pretty swollen.”

you sighed, your breathing evening out, “i’ll just tell him i’m horny.”

taesan scoffed, eyes darting round the room though yours didn’t leave his face. the lower half was glistening with your juices.

you placed your hand on his jaw, pulling him towards you and beginning to kiss him roughly. taesan pulled away, panting, “i don’t think that got it out of my system, y/n.”

you looked into his eyes, darting from either one before sighing and connecting your lips again. taesan pulled away again, a slightly disappointed look on his face. grabbing his phone off the bedside table, he swallowed, “you’ve got 10 minutes.”

you nodded, sighing, getting up and beginning to redress, pulling on your underwear, and finally sungho’s old t-shirt. taesan did the same, redressing and pulling his bed sheets together. you went and sprayed some of your own perfume, trying to rid yourself of the smell of taesan and sex.

you came out of sungho’s bedroom, seeing taesan walking to sit on the sofa just as your boyfriend walked through the door.

“hey baby,” sungho smiled, locking eyes with you immediately.

“hi,” you grinned, walking into the living room and greeting him with a kiss. he kissed you back, hands flying to your ass, happy to greet you in only your panties, as your hands loosely hung around his neck. “how was the gym?”

“it was okay,” he nodded, sweat beading at his hairline, his tank top accentuating his biceps, “i’m sore, though.”

“you are?” you pouted, giggling as he nodded back with an over-dramatic pout, “well i guess you’ll need a massage, right?”

sungho smirked, kissing you again before you began to lead him to his bedroom. he suddenly caught taesan’s eye as he made his way through the living room.

“oh! dongmin-ah! i’m sorry, i didn’t know you were here!” he exclaimed, extremely apologetic, “y/n, you should’ve told me! and don’t walk around the dorm in your underwear when the boys are here!” he whined, closer to your ear now, though taesan could still hear. “they’ll get the wrong idea, thinking they can have what’s mine.”

you hummed, catching taesan’s eye as you pulled sungho into a hug, “i’m sorry, baby. you know i’m all yours.”

[4ranghaes]

hiii i love ur writing style is rly addictive to the point is genuinely crazy😵... can i request a foursome with sungho, leehan, and taesan at the hot springs? (ifyk the camcordoor japan vlog)

gongfourz x park sungho x reader [fem!reader, smut, reader is in established relationship w/ leehan]

a/n - hiya anon!!!! thank you this is so sweet🥰🥰 and i’m SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG DAMN!!!!!!

warnings - SMUT!!!!! MDNI!!!! foursome, kind of a follow on from the gongfourz threesome but can be read alone, fucking but no finishing😭 from TWO different boys!!!!!! cunnilingus, boys kissing, slight degradation, use of nicknames (princess, baby, daddy), slight exhibitionism at the end ? also just a shit ending but whatever

14:03 - “where are they?” sungho sighed.

“he did say they were gonna end up fucking,” taesan scoffed out a laugh, “maybe he wasn’t joking.”

sungho rolled his eyes, groaning, “i’m not waiting for them to finish fucking.”

“why don’t we go check on them then?” taesan hummed, already walking back down the hallway.

“wait–” sungho faltered, “wh-what if they are fucking? we can’t just walk in.”

taesan smirked, shrugging, “i think i’ll be fine.”

sungho furrowed his eyebrows, hurrying after taesan as he pushed open the door to the hot spring room you and leehan were using. suddenly, he stopped in the doorway, raising his eyebrows with a smirk. sungho stopped too, his jaw dropping open upon seeing leehan’s hips snapping against yours as you sat on the table in the middle of the room. your chest was pressed against your boyfriend’s body, your back arched, your legs wrapped around his waist, feet pressing into his lower back, as if pushing him to go faster, deeper.

“we– we should g—” sungho started, taesan grabbing him by the robe before he could finish and pulling them both into the room. leehan glanced over his shoulder, scoffing with a smile.

“come to join us again, taesan-ah?” the boy teased, “knew it wouldn’t be too long.”

sungho looked horrified between the three of you as you giggled at the older man’s innocent expression, “guess you really didn’t tell anyone, hmm, taesan-ie?”

taesan smiled at sungho, slapping his shoulder, “you should taste her, hyung. she’s delicious.”

leehan shrugged, pulling his cock out of you to join the conversation, leaving you whining at the lack of stimulation. “i did always tell you guys, you just didn’t believe me.”

“wh-what is happening?!” sungho exclaimed.

“come on, we all know you’re not that innocent, hyung,” leehan smiled, “don’t you want a go? i’m sure y/n would be more than willing. she thinks you’re quite attractive, actually.”

you buried your face in your boyfriend’s shoulder, shy to be spoken about in this way.

“look at her pretending to be shy,” taesan smiled, walking towards you and pulling leehan away, leaving you completely exposed to the room. he sighed in satisfaction, admiring your body. he placed his fingers under your chin, forcing you to look up at him, with a pout he spoke, “princess, your marks have faded. guess we’ll need to top you up, hmm?”

he hummed as he moved towards your body, beginning to kiss, lick, and mark up your neck and collarbones. you rested your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms and legs around his body. you glanced up from taesan’s shoulder, seeing leehan smiling proudly with sungho stood next to him. the older boy was now biting his lip, watching you two intently. you caught his eye, smirking.

taesan’s arms were wrapped around your body, hands trailing down to your ass. your hands moved to untie his robe, letting it pool at his ankles. his cock was already hard and he removed his hands from your ass, placing a hand infront of your mouth. you looked at him confused.

“spit.”

you did as he asked, spitting in the palm of his hand before he spread it over his hard cock, beginning to pump himself. he used his hand to guide himself so his tip was grazing your clit, your body moving to try and get closer subconsciously.

“hey, hey,” leehan spoke, “i know you’re desperate, taesan-ah, but don’t you think sungho should get the first go? he is new, after all.”

sungho began to stutter something out, shaking his head all the while. taesan rolled his eyes, “he’s not gonna be doing anything for a while, look at him!”

“what’s with all this pretend innocence, hyung?” leehan teased, leaving sungho’s side to approach you and taesan once again. taesan bottomed out inside you, his hands grabbing at your hips to pull you forward onto his cock. you moaned out loudly, fingernails digging into the skin of his shoulders. you looked up at sungho as taesan’s hips started to pump inside you, leehan’s lips finding your neck.

“a-am i dreaming?” sungho asked, still shaking his head.

“why? dream about us often?” you smirked.

taesan tutted, “where’s all this confidence come from, princess? you must really have a crush on sungho hyung, right?”

you blushed, shaking your head. taesan rolled his eyes, pulling your body closer and beginning to snap his hips against yours at an unforgiving pace, his hand going down to circle your clit. your body convulsed, crumbling into his hold. “that’s what i thought,” he spat out, “no talking back.”

you nodded through whines, looking to leehan who smiled, his hand running over your hair as he leaned over to taesan, kissing and biting at his neck. taesan moaned gently at the feeling.

you glanced up at sungho, checking on the uncomfortable party. his hand was covering his hard on under the robe, though you could see very slight movements that showed he was grinding against it slowly. his lip was being chewed by his top teeth, biting back low grunts. his eyes moved from the two boys to you, catching your eyeline as you let out a particularly loud moan. he grunted at the sound.

“h-how long are you gonna be, taesan?” the older man finally spoke up, not taking his eyes off you, “i want that taste now.”

taesan smirked at you, pulling out as you whined, tears forming at your eyes.

“it’s okay, baby,” leehan murmured, kissing all over your face, “you’ll get to cum soon, i promise. but it’s only fair if sungho gets his turn now, right? he’s been waiting so long!”

you nodded quickly, desperate to have any of them do something to you.

“and you love sungho hyung so much, don’t you?” leehan teased as taesan moved to sit on the table behind you, hard cock pressing up against your back, his hands kneading your boobs. sungho approached you with equal nervousness and desire in his eyes.

the truth is, the three of you (or leehan and taesan, in a post-sex conversation one night while you were nodding along in a post-orgasmic haze) had planned this. you knew the four of you would be going to the hot springs while in tokyo, the big deal about being naked was no big deal to the two born in 2004. sungho put an unexpected spanner in the works by speaking enough japanese to ask for two rooms with no problem. but taesan wouldn’t let that stop him, especially when they’d both seen the way you watched sungho’s performance on stage, his solos in the music videos. smiling particularly wide, or even biting your lip - you weren’t very casual.

now, you couldn’t even bring yourself to look at the older man, horny out of your mind as he approached with a slight smirk. he rested his hand on leehan’s thigh for balance as he leaned down and began eating you like he’d been starved for days. his right hand rested on your waist, beginning with just his mouth; kitten licking your clit before moving down to your hole, sucking and fucking his tongue in and out.

you moaned loudly, before stuttering out some breaths, head flying back to rest on taesan’s shoulder as he and leehan cooed at you.

“does he feel good, baby?” leehan smiled, trailing soft kisses down your neck as taesan was focused on rolling your nipples between his fingers.

“yes!” you gasped, hands flying down to grip sungho’s chestnut locks as filthy slurping sounds filled the room, his right hand joining to fuck into your hole, his mouth focused on your clit.

“c-can i— c-can i–? daddy please,” you panted, moaning.

leehan smirked, stroking the back of sungho’s head, “she’s talking to you, pretty boy. can she cum?”

sungho didn’t take his face out of your heat, just moving his head up and down in agreement, taesan and leehan sharing an entertained look as they all coaxed you through your orgasm.

“just like how you imagined it?” leehan cooed, cupping your jaw as you looked at him with big eyes. sungho had pulled away at this point, kneeling on the floor panting as he stared up at you. you looked down to the man, smiling and placing your hand under his chin, encouraging him to stand up so you could crash your lips against his.

“what the fuck is happening?” he muttered into the kiss as you laughed.

“you had fun, though, hyung, hmm?” taesan teased, meeting sungho’s eyes once you’d pulled away, bringing his hand up to wipe away a string of your spit and your juices on the corner of his lips.

the older man chuckled, giving him a daring look.

“yeah whatever, come to terms with this however you want, i’m fucking her now whether you like it or not,” taesan said, getting off the table once again, shoving you so you were laid down. you giggled at the motion, taesan rolling his eyes while fighting a smirk.

“bad luck, baby,” leehan cooed, stroking his friend’s hair, “it’s time for us to go.”

“what?” sungho panted.

“what? disappointed?” leehan teased, stroking sungho’s face, “time’s up on the room, we need to leave.”

“that’s okay, i prefer the king bed at the hotel anyway,” you shrugged, getting off the table and putting your robe back on before taking your boyfriend’s hand.

“i get dibs!” taesan yelled, following after you, his robe haphazardly being placed back on.

“wait, i have a boner, what the fuck do i do?!” sungho called, following after the group, “taesan! we can’t go out there like this!”

taesan smirked at his friend, pointing to a security camera in the corner of the room before wiping sungho’s wet face with his sleeve, “don’t worry, babe, they’ve seen worse.”

[4ranghaes]

Helloooooo! First off, I wanna start off by apologizing for stalking your page! It’s just so good I couldn’t stop reading all your posts! Especially gongfourz 3some was probably the best one I’ve ever read on here 😩😩

You mentioned before wanting to write dad au so, if it’s not too much to ask, what do you think bnd members would be like as dads? You don’t have to write about all of them but I’m thinking about Sungho in particular is absolutely a girl dad!! Have a wonderful day love 🫶🏽🫶🏽

ੈ✩‧₊˚ bnd as dads!

ot5 bnd x reader [fluff, fem!mum!reader, dad!bnd]

warnings - post partum!reader in sungho’s, pregnant!reader in leehan’s and woonhak’s (leehan’s has pretty detailed descriptions of feeling the baby so i apologise if that’s not your style)

a/n 1 - NEVER apologise for stalking my account i LOVE it i LOVE receiving notifs🥰🥰🥰 and thank you SO much ahh thats crazy praise❤️❤️💕

a/n 2 - AHHHH okay!!! so these are my headcanons for the kids i already had - so i hope you enjoy!!!! i got SO carried away with this…

sungho🎀 [namgi = 6, changmin = 4, kyunghee = newborn]

“okay,” sungho said nervously, though the two boys holding his hands couldn’t detect the tone, “we’re gonna be quiet when we go in, okay? mummy might be in pain, and the baby will cry if you’re loud, okay boys?”

his two sons nodded diligently, holding on tightly to their dad’s hand as they walked through the hallways of the hospital. changmin was babbling a tune to himself as namgi looked around curiously. sungho took a deep breath; he’d been by your side for days on end as you were hospitalised prior to the birth of your daughter, and he didn’t leave your side for the whole 24 hours after she was born. going home to see his boys, no matter how much he loved them, was painful. now, he was plagued with even more worries of the first meeting.

“do you remember meeting changmin for the first time, namgi?” he asked, squeezing the hand of his eldest.

namgi looked up at his dad, thick glasses sat on his nose and nodded with a cheeky smile. sungho looked questioningly at his son, making him giggle.

changmin whined, “hyung! you were– you were 2! you don’t remember!”

“i do so!”

“boys, boys. quiet, remember?” sungho laughed, cursing himself internally for starting the debate as the three finally reached your room, “we’re here.”

changmin gasped, looking at his dad in excitement. sungho looked between the two boys, seeing almost perfect reflections of himself looking back before pushing the door open without letting go of either of their hands.

“okay…” he whispered, “quietly…”

the two boys giggled at the sight of you; four days being probably the longest they’d gone without you in their very short lives. you waved, beckoning them to your bed – which they happily left their dad’s side to run to.

“mummy!” changmin laughed, dashing over to you and climbing on your bed, but stopping himself before he wrapped his arms around you.

“where’s my hug?” you pouted.

“daddy said you might be hurt!” namgi said, pulling himself onto your bed and playing with the material of your clothes - pyjamas from home, finally no more of a hospital gown.

you glared at your husband, who laughed at your expression; ever the worrier. “boys, i’m okay. you can hug me.”

changmin giggled, flopping onto your body as he wrapped his small arms around you.

“but mummy…” namgi said, prompting you to look at him, “where’s the baby?”

“she’s right here!” you whispered with excitement as you pulled the incubator next to your bed closer so your sons could peak a look.

“little sister,” changmin laughed, enamoured with the bundle, though he was confused all the same.

“why don’t i hold her, and you two can come and say hello?” sungho offered, the two little boys scrambling off the bed to follow their dad as he walked round to the incubator.

he scooped the bundle of blankets out the cot with a slight gasp, sitting down on the side of your bed. he pulled the blankets off, revealing her bear onesie as he repositioned her in his arms.

you sat forward, leaning against sungho’s strong back to peak your own look at your only daughter, your head resting on his wide shoulder.

“she’s pretty,” namgi giggled, poking at her clothes gently to get a better look at her face.

“right?” sungho cooed, looking down at his daughter with a honey-filled gaze. you smiled, kissing his shoulder gently as he looked back at you. “you alright?”

you rolled your eyes with a laugh, rubbing his back gently, “you left me for less than 24 hours, sungho. i’m fine.”

he smiled, kissing your head gently before turning back to his children.

“ooh! what’s her name?!” changmin suddenly exclaimed, looking between you and sungho.

sungho turned to look at you, eyebrows raised expectantly after he left you with a final list of names just 12 hours ago.

“kyunghee,” you smiled at your boys, “park kyunghee.”

riwoo🦦🍡 [yuri = 6, wooseul = 1]

“we’re going to go to hybe for a bit instead, okay?” riwoo said, beckoning yuri to stay close to him as they walked along the streets of yongsan, “mummy will meet us there.”

yuri’s hand stayed on her little sister’s pram even as she jumped up and down, “yay! yay! yay!”

“mummy,” wooseul repeated, her pronunciation still that of a baby.

riwoo smiling and moving the hood of the pram to look down at her proudly. “that’s right, baby.”

“that’s right, baby!” yuri parroted, stroking wooseul’s cheek softly, “ah, we’re here! daddy, we’re here!”

“i know, yuri, i know,” he laughed, beckoning yuri to run into the building first, the body guards and receptionists well aware of the charming little girl; confidence personified, especially when with her introverted dad.

greeting the staff first, he followed after, pushing wooseul’s pram through the halls and elevators to koz’s floor, and finally into the designated bnd practise room.

“the lee family has arrived,” riwoo announced, yuri running into the room and hugging her uncle jaehyun’s legs tightly.

“yuri-ah! wooseul-ah!” he exclaimed, picking up the older lee child before bounding over to greet the younger.

“yes we’re very busy on our daddy-daughter date so if this choreo emergency could hurry along,” riwoo said, looking back at the other members also stood in the practise room.

they laughed, taesan stepping forward to explain. “it’s not much, hyung, but we’ve swapped some parts around and we can’t figure out what to do with the positioning anymore.”

riwoo nodded along, thinking for a moment about the choreography he’d made the day previous and how to change it to suit the new requirements of the song.

“yuri, wooseul, watch this,” jaehyun whispered, now sat on the bench at the back of the practise room with a lee girl either side of him, “your dad’s about to be really cool.”

yuri giggled at his silly voice as wooseul stared up at jaehyun with big shiny eyes. he laughed, patting her head with a coo.

“you’re so cute, wooseul-ah,” he cooed, pulling her onto his lap and hugging her close. woonhak and sungho came and joined them on the bench, pointing excitedly at riwoo as he started mapping out some of the choreo.

yuri giggled; practise rooms the most comfortable place for her at this point. since birth, she’d assisted sanghyuk to his dance practises, and immediately upon enrolment in school made sure to join any dance academy or club she could. she watched her dad with a twinkle in her eye; wooseul more bothered about jaehyun’s shiny necklace as he giggled at the younger child.

“yuri-ah,” woonhak smiled, tickling the girls waist, “how are your dance lessons going, you think you could do this?” riwoo turned round to face them, smiling at woonhak’s words.

“of course,” he bragged, “yuri’s the best in her class, right?”

yuri giggled, leaping up and running to her dad, as he held her face in his hands pulling a funny face down at her. “aren’t you, yuri? that’s what your teacher said, hmm?”

yuri smiled shyly, burying her face in her dad’s leg as the members started encouraging her.

“show us, yuri,” sungho smiled, “show us your dance!”

riwoo smiled proudly at his daughter, pulling her out his leg and leaning down to whisper in her ear, the little girl nodding excitedly in return.

“okay! a special performance from yuri, then,” he announced, walking over to turn on ‘nice guy’ as taesan and leehan went to the side of the room, riwoo moving to stand behind yuri and watch her intently.

“huh?!” woonhak exclaimed loudly.

“our song?!” jaehyun laughed, joining woonhak’s shock.

“let’s go, yuri!” leehan cheered, the little girl giggling as she started dancing to the chorus. riwoo watched her proudly, knowing her skills like the back of his hand.

after she finished the moves she knew, she ran to her dad, burying her head in his leg again as he laughed, petting her hair.

“and wooseul?” jaehyun asked, standing the girl up on his lap.

riwoo laughed, walking over and picking up his youngest daughter, twirling her round the room as though they were slow dancing, “dance genius too! see?”

jaehyun🪻🐕 [jangmi = 5, nari = 4, dongbaek = 10 months]

“remind me why we had another child?”

jaehyun laughed, pushing your messy bed hair out your face as he pressed a kiss to your forehead, “cause they’re adorable and we love them.”

“but we just got back to normal sleep!”

you heard his laugh echo through the hallway as he collected your youngest daughter from her cot. recently moved from a moses basket beside your bed to her own room, she wasn’t taking the change well - and neither was anyone else in your house for that matter.

“mummy! daddy! dongbaek-ie’s crying again!” jangmi exclaimed, appearing in your bedroom doorway, rubbing her eyes with the backs of her hands sleepily.

“we know, baby,” you smiled, not bothering to move from where you lay your pillows, instead bringing back jaehyun’s side of the duvet to invite her in. “daddy’s got her, she should stop soon.”

“i do like her…” jangmi trailed off, looking at you cheekily.

you raised your eyebrows, awaiting her next words. “myung jangmi, are you telling me you don’t love your little sister?”

she giggled, laying down beside you and nuzzling into your side, “i like nari.”

laughing loudly, you started tickling her body to tease her, “what?! jangmi! how dare you!”

if the crying from the baby didn’t do it for your middle daughter, laughter certainly did. more and more like your husband each day; nari loved to be where the laughter was.

“mummy,” nari smiled as she appeared in the doorway, teddy gifted by uncle woonhak tucked under her arm.

“come on then,” you smiled, patting the bed beside jangmi as your two daughters got into the warmth beside you.

“uh?!” a loud voice came from the doorway. jaehyun had mock offence on his face, your youngest daughter laying on his shoulder with his protective hand on her back. “my bed’s been overtaken!”

“it’s our bed now!” nari laughed, sticking her tongue out at her dad.

jaehyun pretended to cry, rubbing his face in dongbaek’s tiny body. “dongbaek-ah, save me from your horrible sisters!”

the two girls beside you just laughed, squeezing up to your body so jaehyun could sit on the other side. he raised his knees up, laying the almost-1-year-old on his thighs. she wriggled sleepily as he stared down at her lovingly.

“what do you think dongbaek’s gonna be when she’s older?” he asked, turning to look at jangmi.

both his older daughters were now sat up, staring down at their little sister in wonder.

“an astronaut!” nari cried, jangmi shaking her head defiantly.

“i think an artist.”

“no i’m gonna be an artist!” nari yelled, patting her chest proudly.

��there can be more than one artist, nari!” jangmi scoffed, jaehyun laughing at the interaction, stroking jangmi’s hair to cool her down.

“what do you want to be, jangmi?”

“a singer,” she smiled, settling down beside her dad as he lifted his arm to wrap around her.

“a singer?!” he gasped, a proud smile growing on his face.

“a singer?!” you repeated, “like daddy?”

jangmi nodded, growing shy as she hid her face in her dad’s side.

“woah, you’re so cool, jangmi-ya!” you smiled, brushing her hair affectionately, “and our nari’s going to be an artist too, my girls are so talented!”

“and dongbaek!” nari smiled, peering down at her sister, “even if she’s boring.”

dongbaek was finally starting to settle again, the sight of her dad putting her into comfortable sleep. jaehyun sighed in relief, placing her back on his shoulder.

“right,” he said, voice quiet, “back to bed.”

jangmi and nari whined, protests escaping their mouths immediately. jaehyun silently started signalling wildly to the sleeping baby on his shoulder as his girls started to giggle.

“bed!” he said again, both of them piling out the room as he turned to look at you, rolling his eyes.

you just laughed, “that’s all you.”

taesan🎸🐈‍⬛ [baekho = 8, seulgi = 4, deoksu = 1]

“baekho,” taesan sighed, “you can’t take a bat to school.”

baekho whined, looking to you after his dad seemingly crushed his dreams. you laughed, shaking your head, “he’s right, bud, i’m sorry. you can’t take a bat to school, no matter how much you like baseball.”

the little boy stormed out the room, taesan looking at you and shaking his head with a sigh, “everyday i feel more of a reason to call my mum and apologise for my behaviour as a child.”

you laughed, lifting deoksu out of his high chair and beginning to clean his mouth with a wet wipe, “hmm. and somehow i still think you were worse.”

taesan chuckled, busying himself with cleaning up all the mess from breakfast as baekho came back in the room, full baseball uniform adorning his body instead of the clothes his dad had picked out for him earlier this morning.

“you know what? yeah,” taesan shrugged, “that’s a good halfway point.”

his eldest son sat on the sofa, a serious pout on his face as he crossed his arms. you sat beside him, after placing your youngest on the floor, stroking his cheek softly.

“baekho-ya,” you spoke, “you know if it was up to us, we’d let you take your bat in, right? but both you and us will get in trouble if we let you take it, okay? we’re not trying to ruin your fun, i promise.”

taesan smiled, watching you talk to your son with softness. the beatles continued to play out from the speaker in the kitchen, deoksu toddling over to his dad once he noticed.

“daddy,” he said, taesan bending down to look at his young son with eyebrows raised, “beat-les song right now.”

“yeah!” taesan smiled, kissing his forehead as his heart felt filled to bursting with joy, “do you like it?”

deoksu nodded, giggling as he began dancing (or bobbing up and down). taesan stood up, watching him with a loving gaze. suddenly, he was ripped from the moment suddenly as he glanced at the time.

“god. baekho! seulgi! it’s time to leave!” he yelled, looking at you in confusion, “where’s seulgi?”

“she wanted to pick out her outfit herself this morning,” you shrugged, “and i’m not going to be the one stopping her.”

taesan rolled his eyes, why did his children have to be such mirrors of him?

“seulgi-ya!” he yelled, watching the bottom of the stairs for his daughter to appear. “we’re going to be late!”

“i’ll get the baekho in the car,” you murmured to your husband, kissing his cheek as you placed your dirty coffee cup on the side of the sink. you picked deoksu up, beckoning your eldest son to follow you out. “come on you, shoes and coat.”

taesan sighed as he watched the three of you leave, moving to go up to seulgi’s bedroom to check what she was doing – before he could even reach the bottom of the stairs, however, there she was. her fanciest off-white dress on her body with a soft red cape-style coat over the top. her hair was done in plaits - presumably your only contribution to her outfit, but she’d added a dress-up tiara on her head. he broke out in a smile, heart swelling at the beauty of his only daughter.

“well hello princess,” he chuckled, “going to kindergarten like that today?”

she nodded definitely, smiling up at her dad, “don’t i look pretty?”

he beamed, crouching down and opening his arms for a hug (which she quickly accepted), “you’re the prettiest, darling. put on your shoes quickly, though, we need to leave.”

“yes, daddy!”

he smiled, watching her lovingly as she slipped bright yellow crocs on her feet. he laughed at the new addition to the outfit, shaking his head.

“oh, princess seulgi!” you exclaimed, appearing in the doorway of the house again as your daughter walked out to the car, an air of determination about her, “have a good day at school!”

she giggled, waving goodbye to you and her little brother, climbing up into the car. you looked to taesan who seemed to be in a daze.

“time, taesan,” you said, walking over, deoksu still sat on your hip as you placed your hand on your husband’s face, “i know you’re head over heels for your daughter but you’re gonna be late.”

he snapped back to reality, winking at you as he rushed to the door, “only head over heels for you, my darling. have a good day!”

leehan🪸🐠 [sua = 6, haesu = fetus (6 months)]

“what’s this?”

“what do you mean what’s this?” leehan laughed, his daughter’s small finger trailing over his lips as she looked up at his face from where she lay on his lap, “they’re my lips!”

sua giggled, trailing her finger to poke her dad’s eye, “what’s this?!”

leehan chuckled, taking ahold of her hand and pretending to eat it, sua laughing loudly as his mouth tickled her skin.

“what are you doing?” you giggled, walking into the living room to see your husband and your daughter in their own world as they stared at each other.

“sua’s learning what a face is, apparently,” leehan laughed, tickling his daughter’s stomach as she squirmed on his lap.

“mummy,” sua said suddenly, peering at you. you tilted your head to see her straight on.

“yes, sua baby?”

“can the baby hear us?” she asked, playing with her dad’s hands absentmindedly.

“yes!” you smiled, taking a careful seat on the sofa next to the two, a hand atop your rounded stomach, “why? you want to talk to him?”

sua nodded, suddenly shy as she sat up.

“say whatever!” leehan encouraged, brushing her long brown hair out her face, “i talk to him every night.”

“really?” she giggled.

leehan nodded, a serious expression on his face, “of course! and i spoke to you when you were in mummy’s belly. do you remember?”

sua’s eyes sparkled, exactly the same as her dad’s as they looked at each other - as though trying to gage the other’s reaction. “of course,” she giggled, leehan gasping over dramatically in response.

“you do?!”

she nodded, before turning back to the task in hand as she looked at your stomach. she twisted her head to the side in confusion.

“he’s really in there?” she chuckled, looking up at you.

you smiled, wiping some of whatever she had for breakfast off the side of her mouth as you nodded. you looked down to your stomach, observing for a moment before feeling around. taking sua’s hand, you placed it on the top where your son’s feet were pressing into your skin.

“feel him? right there,” you said, sua’s eyes widening as she sat up suddenly, “he’s kicking me.”

“hey! don’t kick mummy!” sua laughed, placing both her hands on your stomach. she moved closer to the skin, speaking loudly. “hello in there. helllooooo—”

“hello kim sua,” leehan said, putting on a funny voice.

sua turned to glare at her dad, as he just laughed. “dad. i’m 6 now, you can’t trick me.”

“ah, okay, i’m sorry,” he smiled, “go on.”

the little girl turned back to you and the baby, resuming her original position.

“i’m kim sua, can you hear me?” she spoke, watching the surface as though a reply would come, “i’m your sister. and you have to be nice to me because i’m older, okay?”

leehan laughed, burying his face in your shoulder, “where did she get that from?”

you laughed with him, shaking your head, “she’s not allowed to hang out with han seulgi anymore.”

“right?” he said, smiling proudly down at his daughter, “let’s make her hang out with lee yuri. she loves her sister.”

“that’s because she has a little sister, not a little brother,” you said, peering at leehan as he nodded in thought. the two of you were still watching your little girl intently, though she wasn’t listening to a word you were saying; preoccupied with her conversation to her little brother. “i think she’s going to be a good sister though. look at her.”

leehan smiled, nodding, “she loves him already.”

you nodded, leaning your head atop leehan’s as sua suddenly turned to look at you two. you raised your eyebrows in anticipation.

“daddy,” she started, “…can you do the voice again?…”

leehan chuckled, acting confused at the very request. you smiled at him, stroking your daughter’s hair. “speak to your brother again, sua. try one more.”

“can you hear me, baby?” she asked, “answer me!”

“yes hello kim sua,” leehan said in a funny voice, your daughter bursting out in giggles, “i’m your little brother.”

ot6 / woonhak🧸 (this is a bit different cause i felt weird writing him as a dad - takes place FAR in the future!)

“i think this may be the first time in my life i’ve seen him cook,” sungho gasped, watching woonhak carry out the main dish and place it in the middle of the table.

woonhak smiled sarcastically, jaehyun patting him on the back reassuringly.

“it’s okay, baby,” jaehyun cooed, “you’re proving yourself now!”

“ah stop calling me baby, seriously,” woonhak whined, taking his seat next to you at the dinner table. all of the members and their partners were there, woonhak’s heart beating with what could only be described as nerves as you took his hand. “you all have your own children, why am i still the baby?!”

leehan smiled affectionately opposite him, “no matter how old you are, you’re still our baby.”

“yeah!” taesan cheered, raising his glass, “to our baby!”

“to our baby!”

woonhak chuckled off the comment, looking to you nervously as he played with your fingers.

“seriously, though,” sungho spoke, his glass still raised, motioning towards you and woonhak, “thank you for having us, mr. and mrs. kim.”

you smiled, cheersing him back with your own glass (juice, not wine like the others had).

“well actually,” woonhak started, clearing his throat suddenly as looked between his members, “i– we did have something to toast to tonight. a– a reason to force you all to get babysitters and invite you all here.”

“not that we’re not thankful for it,” riwoo laughed, the others joining, but stopping soon after when they saw their maknae’s serious face.

he smiled at his older brothers, the ones who had practically raised him since youth. you squeezed his hand as he spared a glance back at you before looking to his brothers again. the smile on his face was infectious, his heart now pounding with excitement as he grasps the news he’s about to announce.

“y/n’s pregnant,” he beams, the silence thick afterwards as he looks between them, “we’re having a baby!”

jaehyun’s the first to break, a loud cheer escaping his mouth as he bounds out of his seat, pulling woonhak into a hug. the rest of the boys soon follow; some energetic, some seemingly in a daze.

jaehyun turns to you, pulling you into a tight hug.

“seriously,” he smiled, tears welling up in his eyes, “congratulations.”

“why are you crying?!” you exclaimed, slapping his arm as the rest of the members suddenly latched on to their leader’s tears too, teasing him beyond belief.

“i’m just so proud of him,” jaehyun sniffled, pulling woonhak into another hug as the younger boy whined loudly.

“get off me! i’m a dad now,” he teased, the other boys all looking on lovingly, leehan’s hand stroking woonhak’s hair, while a couple of the others were supporting jaehyun.

“wow,” sungho said, as everyone started taking their seats again.

“does this mean we’re old now?” riwoo laughed in disbelief, sharing sungho’s sentiment.

“no!” woonhak cheered, nothing could offset his mood with news this good.

sungho sighed, “speak for yourself. namgi’s already 12.”