#the boyz younghoon

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[yeonmuse]

MEDDLE ABOUT | DAY 7

PAIRING Guitarist Sunwoo x interviewer Reader x Drummer Eric

WORD COUNT | 2.4k

GENRE Smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ‼️ pet names like sweetheart and princess, threesome, double penetration, fingering, degradation, use of the word slut, oral , vaginal, dom sunwoo, dom Eric.

SUMMARY The two decide to take you backstage for a more private interview.

MORE | Day 7 of the Groupie Love Series

You were nothing more than a simple intern so you were shocked to say the least when the day after your company had an opportuned interview with Kim Sunwoo & Sohn Youngjae you received a call from their manager. As per usual, you had been sitting behind your desk as bored as ever, your thoughts interrupted by the phone on your desk ringing, on the other line was none other than the manager of Kim Sunwoo and Sohn Younjae. Your company had had eyes on them for years now, the only company having been persistent in trying to get interviews with them. Usually when it came to interviews either the two of them rarely did them or they were usually always busy, but to your surprise this time their Manager called and asked for you specifically.

“Hello is this yn? The intern from Whisper publishing?”

“Mm yes sir this is she, do you need to be transferred to one of our journalists?”

“Actually you’re exactly who I was looking for, we received the copy of the interview entry and the boys aren’t too pleased with it, would you mind coming in for another interview today?”

“Um i’m sorry sir, but i'm only an intern, I actually have no clearance here at the company for interviews.”

“I’ve actually already spoken with your boss and she’s given us the green light, she thinks it would be a good trial for you and has agreed to let us borrow you for the day, so what do you say?”

Of course you said yes, so now here you were standing in the band's living room awaiting their arrival. You stood there taking in the art on the wall when you heard someone clear their throat behind you pulling your attention away from the art and turning to face the direction from which the noise came.

“You came.” Eric eyes you from head to toe as he slowly but surely makes his way inside the room.

“Of course, I'm sorry to hear that the journal wasn’t to your liking, I’ll try my best to make up for it today.”

“Well isn't that sweet.” Sunwoo makes his appearance only moments later, not even sparing you a glance as he enters.

“Maybe your coworker should have done their job properly yesterday.” His comment had hit a nerve, but this wasn’t the time nor place for you to let your emotion get the best of you, pushing your annoyance deep down you simply ignored his comment.

“Chill, it's not like it was her fault, it isn’t like she was the one interviewing us yesterday.”

“Yeah whatever can we get this over with.”

“Are you always this much of a dick?” The words had spilled from your mouth before you realized, earning a laugh from Eric. Sunwoo on the other hand was not so pleased.

“You should really watch your pretty little mouth.”

“Oh I'm sorry, did that bruise your fragile male ego?”

“Aren’t you an intern sweetheart, shouldn’t you know your place?”

“It’s best to just leave it alone sweetheart.” Eric warns earning an eye roll from you. You were completely fed up. Sunwoo was being a complete dick and they both expected you to just sit and take it?

“Intern or not, does that mean I’m supposed to submit to you and just take whatever the fuck you say to me simply for the sake of my job?”

“You don’t know how to watch your pretty fucking mouth, ill watch it for you then. I’ll make sure you leave here knowing how to speak to us.” Within seconds Sunwoo had been up out of his seat and standing in front of you. His hands were squeezing your face as you looked to Eric to stop him.

“Aw look at how she looks at you Youngjae, so cute you think he’ll help you when he’s just as bad as me sweetheart. He's the reason you’re here right Youngjae, seeing you in that white button up and cute little skirt yesterday I guess he couldn’t resist inviting you today.” Sunwoos hands rubbed your waist.

“Guess the secrets out then hm?” Eric sits back in his seat as he watches Sunwoo practically man handle you.

This very situation was something you hadn’t really seen yourself getting into, never had you thought you’d be standing here in their living room one towering over you while the other just watched intently. Sunwoos' voice and the words he spoke were immediately blocked out when his hand met your waist. Feeling his fingers brush across your skin you realized his touch immediately made your brain check out. Your own thoughts now in the clouds rather than your full attention having been on the two of them and getting them to stop. It wasn’t until you felt a tap on your thigh that you were pulled from your thoughts and back into the present.

“Hey sweetheart, you know you really should pay attention when spoken to, another lesson we’ll have to teach her.’’ Sunwoo places a finger beneath your chin forcing you to look at the two of them.

“Much better right Youngjae?’’ Sunwoo turns and shares a knowing gaze with Eric before his gaze shifts back to you. A glimmer in his eyes that had many unspoken desires hidden deep beneath them.

“Well, Since I'm caught there's no reason to play the nice card.” Eric chuckles and gets up from his place on the couch.

“But if you still want me to save you sweetheart I wouldn’t mind keeping you to myself.” Now there you stood trapped in between the two of them, you opened your mouth to speak, wanting to tell both of them off and curse them out for being such obnoxious assholes, but your body was betraying you.

“Nothing to say now sweetheart? You were so mouthy a few moments ago, we should teach her when to speak and when not to speak.” Sunwoos fingers slipped beneath your skirt, hooking his fingers around your panties he pulled them to the side and immediately buried his fingers inside your clit.

“I think she likes it, how pathetic.” Eric laughs and watches the way your face contorts upon feeling Sunwoos fingers enter you.

“What’s pathetic is you ignoring me here for some sick fucking fantasy.” You finally managed to choke out earning a laugh from him and Sunwoo.

“Oooo, so so mouthy, Guess I’ll have to stuff that pretty mouth and fuck it until you learn the way to speak to me.” Eric's gaze suddenly darkened as he looked down at you, any sign of his previous niceness having disappeared from his face.

Mere minutes later Eric was sitting back on the couch, fingers tangled within your hair as he watched the way your lips wrapped around his cock. He couldn't help but admire the way you looked at him like you absolutely hated him. Eyes full of tears, a face stained of makeup now ruined as he forced the entirety of his cock down your throat. Meanwhile Sunwoo seemed to have the most satisfying view, You legs spread wide as he had you bent over, breasts falling loosely from your lifted shirt as he filled you up from behind. His eyes traced her every curve. From the dip in your back to the curves of your waist, but the main visual was getting to watch the way his cock so easily pushed past your folds until he was completely bottomed out inside of you, your tight grip around him immediately pulling a groan from his lips.

“Fuck, if you keep clenching so much you’ll be full a lot faster than you should be sweetheart.’’ Sunwoo groans as he rests his hands on her your waist and his head falls back.

Eric gazes down at you, eyes full of hunger, he wanted to ravish you, to make sure every time you interviewed anyone else after this you’d think of them and the way they ruin you. Placing his hand beneath your chin he presses his thumb down against your bottom lip, not missing the way drool spilled down past your lips and chin as his grip on your hair tightened and he began to thrust further into your throat. Every gag and choke that came spilling from your lips made him eager to hear more of it.

“I knew those lips were good for something. Cant talk back with your pretty mouth stuffed full of my cock can you hm.?” He grunts as he feels your tongue graze his cock, he could never forget the way you had entered the room during the first meeting with your company your lips perfectly glossy and so plump, the moment you entered the room he found himself fantasizing about having your plump lips wrapped around him taking every inch of him without mercy.

It made him crazy, the moment he pulled his cock from the depths of your throat and he heard a soft gag spill from your lips.

“Are you gonna behave sweetheart?’’ Eric couldbt help but take you like art, looking up at him with your tear stained face and swollen lips.

“You're such a pervert.” A moan spills from your lips interrupting whatever it was you were prepared to say, Eric didn’t mind that he was enjoying you struggle with your words, enjoying how mouthy and disobedient you were when it came to talking back to them.

“Am i baby? Am i a pervert when you’re sitting here like a pretty little doll taking both our cocks like a good girl? Let’s not act like you don’t like being stuffed in both your pretty holes. Go ahead and show us your true colors sweetheart, go on.” He was right, he was completely right, as mouthy as you had been the entire time you citizen denied that now it was all for show. You loved it, loved being put in your place, loved them both filling you up and fucking the brat out of you, and Eric saw right through you.

Eric simply sits back and lets you take over, his eyes watching you intently as you gazed at him with such intimate eyes while working your tongue over his tip and shoving his entire cock back into your mouth, the force of Sunwoos thrust forcing him even further down your throat. Sunwoos cock shoved so deep into your cunt you’d have sworn you were seeing stars especially as his fingers met your clit. He rubbed rough circles against you as he watched how his entire cock pushed in and out of you with ease from how wet you were. He didn’t miss the way your legs trembled or how youd desperately fuck back against him which needless to say brought a smirk to his lips. Your moans were swallowed back up as you made sure Eric was also well taken care of in front of you.

“Such a needy little slut, Supposed to be here for an interview and you’re so pathetically taking both our cocks. How unprofessional.’’ Eric's gaze had lingered on you long enough to know that you were reaching your limit, too bad even when you surpassed that limit they didn't plan on being done with you.

“Shit she’s clenching so fucking tight” Sunwoo grunts, his nails digging into the skin of your hips earning a soft cry from you that set a fire in their eyes. As the two of them were closing in on their release it seemed the both of them grew rougher with you, as if competing with one another to see who could tire you out best. Each thrusting into you with rough and merciless thrusts of their hips until both your mouth and cunt were full to the brim with their cum. Eric pulls out with a heavy breath and you are given no time to breathe as you’re immediately yanked into Erics lap and Sunwoo now towered over you. With no warning Eric pulls your hands behind your back and holds your wrists together as he shoves into you making you let out a loud cry. Now you were being stretched out for the second time that night, your sensitivity of having been fucked by Sunwoo combined with Eric now stretching you out made your legs go numb and your eyes roll back. Sunwoo took in the dazed and fucked out look on your face with pride as he forced your head up by pulling your hair back. In no time he had you sticking out your tongue to take him down your throat without him ever having to order you.

“Look at that, such a good girl when you want to be’’ Sunwoo coos as he wraps his fists around your hair, his muscles bulging as he forces your hair into a ponytail and tugs your head forward before forcing his cock down your throat, not missing the gags that spill from your lips before you finally hollow out your cheeks to help you take it. The vibrations of your mouth seem to have quite the effect on him as they immediately provoke a moan to spill from his lips. All while Eric guides the rotation of your hips in his lap, his fingers playing with your nipples as if strumming the strings of a guitar. His hips bumping against your ass with each thrust, the sounds of moans and heavy breathing filled the room as they both drilled into you. Eric found delight in watching the way you bounced in his lap, while hearing the sweet sound of your pleasured cries as they both fucked some manners into you.

Both of them loved the way you seemed to fall apart, that mouthy woman from moments ago seeming to have gone away as you sat between the two of them taking their cocks like an obedient little thing. With a loud groan Eric forces you further down onto his cock, pressing his hips against your bare ass as he shoots his cum deep inside your cunt completely coating her walls. Sunwoo ,wasn’t too far behind, his cum spilling deep into the canal of your throat.

“Look at how good you are when you just sit and listen.” Eric chuckles as he spreads your folds apart with his fingers watching how both he and Sunwood cum came spilling out of you.

“I don’t mind her being a brat we’ll just have to fuck it out of her over and over again.”

[miumura]

— ✦ OH MY ! - BERMUDA LINE SMAU

✦ SYNOPSIS : Despite being okay with being single, your friend Ningning can’t help but feel sad for you. So, as her job as a matchmaker, she sets you up for a blind date! Not being able to refuse, you got ready for this date … but why is there three men in front your house ?!

⤷ not one, not two, but three guys show up to your doorstep, claiming that they are your blind date.

➷ THE DATES! — model!younghoon , model!hyunjae , model!juyeon x fem!reader

ִ ۫ ₊ MATCH IN MAKING 📄 . . : social media au, non-idol au, blind date au, strangers 2 lovers, fluff, crack.

𝄞 DETAILS — possible random timestamps, use of kys + kms jokes, friends may jokingly bully each other, will add more if there’s anything else!

… INCLUDING . . : ningning from aespa, eric + chanhee from the boyz, sieun from stayc, serim from cravity, yeonjun from tomorrow x together.

☏ NOTE - you may be wondering , um soph don’t you already have oh my posted? well, after putting it onto hold, i wanted to to revamp it a little bit (well, a lot..)! had to do my first tbz smau right!! there will definitely be some changes in this smau!! there still will be the old ver up :) enjoyyyy sjjsjs

and obviously, this smau is dedicated to kayla (whose been asking for it since last year), sia (who was thinking abt stanning tbz bc of this , i am quite honored), sona (obv!!)

STATUS — ON HOLD | FEB 26 2024 TO ???

➷ AND THE MATCHING STARTS ⌞ CHAPTERS ⌝

ෆ PROFILES ! the lunatics [y/n] | the famous [bermuda]

DATE 001 — 0 hoes but 100% swag

DATE 002 — THE model trio

DATE 003 — some shady business

DATE 004 — errr is this the set…?

DATE 005 — truly embarrassing

DATE 006 — gut never lies

DATE 007 — living that #double life

to be added …

note : unpublished chapters may have their names changed!

🎧— dm, ask, or comment to be tagged!

TBZ PERM TAGLIST — @flwoie @haruavrse @bearseulgs @ilovewonyo @wtfhyuck @ineedaherosavemeenow @ilovechanhee @ja4hyvn @vampcharxter

OH MY TAGLIST — @haknom @wonieleles @wvnkoi @tocupid @be0mlvr @nanadreamies @conwunder @enaile23

[jenoddity]

[jazzitos]

Yoko ⎯ ✿ ͏͏ 🍏 Terno Rei : Por aqui eu me sinto livre, eu aqui me sinto em casa ✧

[kpop-bbg]

[juyeonszn]

SAME DREAM, SAME MIND, SAME NIGHT

PAIRING kim younghoon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 3.60k

GENRES smut ﹒little bit of fluff ﹒little bit of crack tbh

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, fawn when she can’t get enough of the brothers best friend trope, hyunjae and jacob are side characters that never actually make an appearance, younghoon is wearing a ghostface mask for 2 seconds 😵‍💫, reader is down bad, younghoon is also down pretty bad, size kink — the obvious yk, he’s big everywhere tbh, vaginal fingering, oral (f!receiving), unprotected sex, missionary/lowkey mating press towards the end LMFAOOOO i’m sorry i got carried away, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, pussy drunk!younghoon (i lied he’s down horrendous), creampie, the couch is a paid actor, last scene is kinda silly kinda cute, lmk if i missed anything!!

SUMMARY hyunjae really shouldn’t have left you home alone.

MORE and day 3 of fawntober has made her entrance 😈 i’m curious,,, how do we feel about these so far? i feel like i’m focusing on this challenge more than i am my school work 😭😭

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri

Being home alone has never been much of an issue for you. All throughout high school, you stayed home by yourself when your parents worked late and your brother had practice. And even now, well into adulthood, you’d never really been afraid of being alone.

If it were up to you, you’d live all by yourself. But unfortunately, rent was way too expensive to afford on your own. More fortunately, your brother had a spare room in his apartment for you. Pros included low grocery costs, low monthly rent, and free parking. Cons included living with your brother, living with one of his best friends, and having to deal with two grown men who sometimes acted like children.

It was a Friday night and both Hyunjae and Jacob were out, attending a Halloween party one of their friends was throwing. The holiday was only a few days away, so almost everyone you knew was hosting parties this weekend. Along with being content to stay alone in your home, you were even more so to never leave it. Going out and getting black out drunk or worse didn’t sound very appealing to you.

Nights like these were the rare occasion you got to be with yourself and some movies, snuggled with a blanket on your couch. Living with only men did not provide any luxuries except maybe someone to kill a spider every now and then. So you were abusing the fuck out of the opportunity, dressed in nothing but an oversized sweatshirt and some crew socks, a mug of hot cocoa in your hands as you watch the second installment of the Scream franchise. (Might as well get in the holiday spirit.)

There’s a knock at your door, causing you to raise an eyebrow. It was half past midnight and your brother mentioned that he and Jacob would be crashing over at Sangyeon’s after the party. You were also very much single, so you weren’t expecting anyone to come over either. The only other possible explanation was maybe a food delivery, but you hadn’t ordered anything.

You assume it’s someone at the wrong apartment and choose to ignore it, putting your focus back on the movie. Your mug raises to your lips, taking a long sip of the now lukewarm drink just as the movie’s plot begins to progress. Before you can fully revert into your concentration, there’s another knock.

A sigh escapes your mouth, setting down the mug and pausing the movie. Your sock-clad feet trudge over to the front door, expression flat as you undo all of the locks and swing it open. You jump at the sight in front of you, nearly dying of a heart attack on the spot.

A tall figure, dressed in all black and wearing a Ghostface mask stands on the other side, one arm resting on the threshold of your doorframe and their body weight leaning against it. When they realize they’ve almost killed you, they gasp.

“Oh my god, I forgot I was wearing this stupid thing.”

The person hurriedly removes the mask to reveal one of your brother’s other friends, Kim Younghoon. The tall male rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, apologizing for nearly making you faint. You clutch at your chest as your breathing stabilizes and your heart rate returns to normal.

“Jesus, Younghoon. Couldn’t you have said something before I opened the door?” You hold the heel of your palm to your forehead.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” he bows slightly, his eyes drifting off to something behind you. “Woah, wait, are you watching Scream 2 right now?”

“Uh, yeah?” At that moment you notice the silly coincidence that his costume happened to be Ghostface. “Do— um— do you wanna come in?”

“Yeah, sure.” He smiles, tucking his mask under his arm and following you into the apartment. He shuts the door behind him, making sure to hit all the locks as well.

As the two of you sit at the couch and you resume the movie, you purse your lips in confusion. You were curious as to why Younghoon was here in the first place, seeing as your brother was not. He had to have known that information himself considering he was dressed like he’d just come from a Halloween party. It only made sense that it was the same one Hyunjae and Jacob attended.

“Wait, so what are you doing here?” You ask, fiddling with the hem of your sweatshirt. Shit, you weren’t wearing any pants…

“Oh! Right,” he nods, ruffling his hair a bit. “I woke up really early this morning and it was starting to catch up with me so I decided to leave Sangyeon’s party to head home. Hyunjae asked if I could stop by to check on you since it was on the way.”

A simple call or text from your brother himself couldn’t suffice? You guess the fact that Younghoon really did live close by coupled with Hyunjae’s intoxication might’ve been a factor in asking his friend for the favor. All you can do is hum in response.

You weren’t all that upset by Younghoon’s sudden appearance either, and you were more than happy to invite him into your apartment any time. Out of all of your brother’s friends, excluding Jacob, Younghoon was probably your favorite. Aside from having a little crush on his handsome face, he was the easiest to get along with and you felt comfortable around him. Sometimes you wish he was your other roommate instead.

But then again, the thought of him being so domestic around you was enough to send you into cardiac arrest, much like his accidental jumpscare from earlier. Just imagining waking up to him making coffee and breakfast in the kitchen, wearing your Hello Kitty apron, had your pulse quickening. Oh God, bumping into him exiting the bathroom after he’s showered? Nothing but a towel wrapped loosely around his hips and droplets of water decorating his no doubtedly sculpted chest?

Did someone crank up the thermostat?

“Y/N? N/N. N/N… Y/N!”

You blink, snapping yourself back into reality. Younghoon waves his hands back and forth in front of your face, a cute pout on his lips. He really was not making this any easier for you. You clear your throat, hoping your face isn’t as red as it feels.

“Y-Yes?” Why did you have to stutter, you fucking loser? There you go, blowing your cover.

“I was just wondering if you’ve seen the movies before. But you kinda spaced out on me there. You okay?” He asks, face full of concern. It doesn’t do much to quiet the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. If anything, it makes it ten times worse.

“Oh… Um. Yeah, I have,” your voice wavers. “And I-I’m fine, I swear. Don’t even worry about me.”

Your efforts to convince him are futile and instead of de-escalating the situation, you just add further fuel to the fire. He leans in to you, permeating your personal bubble as he examines your expression. If he moved even closer, his lips could land on your own, and the idea of that has you shrinking in on yourself.

“Are you… nervous around me?”

Did he have any sense of self-awareness? Did he think he wasn’t intimidating in this proximity to you? Kim Younghoon’s new talent just dropped; driving you to the brink of insanity!

You swallow thickly, eyes a little wide like a deer caught in headlights. Your line of eyesight falters to his lips, even more kissable now that they’re so close to yours. You shake your head when you realize that you haven’t responded, praying and hoping you were keeping your composure.

“I don’t really believe you, Y/N,” he says, tone no louder than a whisper, but so voluminous in your empty apartment. “So, I’m gonna rephrase my question. Are you nervous to be alone with me?”

When you process his words, you come to the conclusion that, yes, you are nervous to be alone with him. Your brother and Jacob were usually around when he was, so you’d never been in this position before. You’ve never truly been alone with Younghoon. Perhaps that was because you knew you couldn’t keep your feelings to yourself, afraid you might fuck up and say something stupid to him.

A few seconds pass with nothing but the noise of the movie still playing in the background, your lips pressed together. His eyes bore into yours, dark and swirling with something that looks a whole lot like lust. Your silence is a sufficient answer for him, one of his hands coming up to support his weight on the armrest of the couch behind you. The other trails up your thigh, the sheer size of it big enough to nearly cover the expanse of your skin.

Younghoon’s lips part when he slides under your sweatshirt and finds that you’re not wearing anything underneath. His eyes flutter shut with a sigh, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

“Tell me you don’t want this, tell me no before I lose all of my self control and I can’t hold back.” He lets his forehead fall to your shoulder, voice hushed.

The better, rational part of you wants to say no. It wants to tell him that you shouldn’t do this, because what would your brother think? Hyunjae would beat his ass if he found out about the two of you, especially on the living room sofa. Hell, he’d beat your ass for sleeping with one of his friends. But the part of you that was unhinged and has dreamt of this moment for years wants to say otherwise.

That part is what has you spreading your legs, taking Younghoon’s hand and leading it to where you need him most.

“Don’t hold back.” You breathe into his ear, your free hand coming up to the back of his neck and pulling his lips onto yours.

You whimper into his mouth as he kisses you, his thumb rubbing tight circles on your lace covered clit simultaneously. He’s by no means gentle, tongue tangling with your own roughly and desperately, as if he’s been dreaming of this just as much as you. He halts his motions, creeping further under your sweatshirt to palm your bare breasts and grind his hips into yours.

Your back arches off the couch, the feeling of his large hand on your chest goading your arousal. Younghoon presses open mouthed kisses down the column of your throat, sucking and nipping your supple skin, licking the abused area to soothe any pain. You can feel him even through the material of his black cargo pants, already hard for you. Without seeing it, you have an inkling of what you’re working with.

Younghoon’s always been tall, standing at six feet with broad shoulders. As long as you’ve known him, his height alone was enough to scare people away, despite the fact that he had the personality of a hyperactive puppy. But now, his body looming over yours and his touch all over your skin, you can’t help but feel turned on by his size alone.

“Can I finger you?” He asks suddenly, slowly pushing up your sweatshirt so he can expose your cute panties. You nod frantically, biting the hem of your top to keep it out his way as he pushes your underwear down your legs with one hand. “Wanna prep you as best as I can, baby.”

He smiles at you again, and in spite of being in such a compromising situation, he looks so stunning. You remember the reason why you’ve had a crush on him this long, because aside from his beauty, he was also doting and caring, willing to go above and beyond for those near and dear to him.

You squirm a bit beneath him when his middle finger glides through your folds with ease, you slick providing enough lubricant for him. He all but groans, inserting the digit into your entrance. Your moans are muffled by your sweatshirt in your mouth, his long finger so deep inside of you it brushes that one spongy spot you could never reach yourself.

Younghoon uses his thumb to circle your clit as his finger thrusts in and out of you, kissing along your jaw. He glances down and moans at the sight of your tits jostling around with each pump of his finger. He lowers his head to attach his mouth to one of your nipples, tongue flicking the sensitive bud.

There’s so much going on, your eyes practically rolling to the back of your head when his finger curls and his teeth scrape the swell of your breast. If his slender middle finger wasn’t enough to send you over the edge, then the sound of him being so vocal was, vibrations spreading on the surface of your skin. Younghoon adds the slightest amount of pressure to your clit when he sinks his pearly whites into your collarbone, coaxing your orgasm.

He swallows your whines, waiting until you’ve stopped spasming under him to slow his assault. He pulls his hoodie over his head, helping you remove your sweatshirt afterward. Your chest heaves, watching with heavy eyelids as Younghoon scoots himself further down the couch. He brings himself eye level with your cunt, experimentally blowing air on your core. You shiver, biting the inside of your lip and running a hand through his hair.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he makes eye contact with you, pressing a sweet kiss to your clit. “Can't believe you’ve been hiding this from me.”

Younghoon pushes your knees up to your chest, hands digging into the fat of the backs of your thighs. The position gives him better access to your glistening cunt. He licks a long line from your hole to your pelvic bone, flattening his tongue against you and repeating once more.

“Fuck, Hoon,” you mewl, holding the back of your hand to your forehead. “That feels so good.”

He hums, lips wrapping around your clit and giving it a harsh suck. That particular action rips a loud moan from your vocal cords. He doesn’t get any gentler, sliding both his middle and ring fingers into you as he continues making out with your pussy. Your head feels light and airy, your brain incapable of producing any coherent thoughts aside from how badly you need his cock inside of you. His thick fingers aren’t enough, you need more. You need him to fill you completely.

The pads of his fingers continuously brush along your velvety walls, inching you closer and closer to your tipping point. You aren’t sure you can last much longer, especially with the promise of having him fully following this. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he wound you up and knocked you over the ledge again, like he was already so familiar with what you needed.

He swirls his tongue around your clit, alternating between curling his fingers and straightening them. It’s as if he’s doing a come-hither motion. Your whines are uncontrollable at this point, tugging at his hair with every suckle of your engorged skin. The sting on his scalp has him moaning against your cunt, the resonance shooting through your whole body.

“Shit shit, I’m cumming— I’m—“

Your hips buck up towards his mouth, his skillful tongue and fingers still working your overstimulated pussy until you’re begging him to stop. Good God, you already finished twice and he hadn’t even properly fucked you yet. You’re a panting mess beneath him when he parts with your lower lips, chin shiny with your release.

“You can give me one more, right?” Younghoon licks his lips to taste the remnants of your sweetness, wrapping them around his fingers to do the same thing. You let out a strained moan, nodding and connecting your mouths to kiss him roughly.

He laughs into the kiss, pulling back to tuck your hair behind your ear. His eyes resemble crescent moons, crinkled at the sides. His duality gives you whiplash. How could someone so sexy be so adorable at the same time? It was beyond you.

He goes to unbutton his pants, kicking them along with his underwear off his legs as he leans down to kiss you again. You gasp when you’re finally given the opportunity to see his dick, hard and flushed for you. You reach down to stroke him, reveling in the hiss he makes when your thumb glides over his sensitive tip.

You guide him to your entrance, but he pauses. “Wait, I don’t have anything on me.”

“It’s okay, Hoon,” you place a comforting hand on his cheek. “I trust you. I’m clean, I’m assuming you’re clean, and I’m on birth control. I wanna feel you— all of you.”

His head falls to your shoulder once more with a groan, his cock prodding your hole almost instantaneously. You exhale through your nose heavily, the stretch burning so good that you’re raking your nails down his back. Even the feeling of his broad shoulders and back muscles beneath your fingertips sends you into a frenzy. He’s just so huge. You’d never wanted to be ruined by someone as much as you wanted to be ruined by him.

Younghoon coos when you start to whimper, slowly pushing himself all the way in to his pelvic bone. He massages the back of your thighs, still pushed to your chest, pulling out gently before ramming his entire length back in. He does this a few more times to ensure your cunt has adjusted to his size, but the thought of you wrapped so tightly and warmly around him is enough to make him bust without going through the motions fully.

Your sweet pussy is so inviting, sucking him in like a fucking aspirator. He risks a glance down to where his hips meet yours, moaning so uncharacteristically at the sight of you enveloping his cock, coating it with your previous release. You clench when the sound hits your ears, provoking one of your own.

His thrusts are calculated, dragging them out so they’re deep rather than shallow. Despite not pounding into your brutally, like you were used to with past partners, you think you like this better. You can feel all of him this way. Every vein, every pulse, every fucking graze along your insides— as if he was meant to be there.

“You’re taking me so— fuck— so well, baby,” he breathes, voice hoarse in the crook of your neck. “Don’t know how much longer I can last.”

“G-God, you’re s-so b-big,” you cry, sinking your fingernails into his shoulder blades. “I feel so— oh my god— feel so full.”

You look so pretty underneath him, he doesn’t even care that he might go to hell for fucking you. He’d let Hyunjae murder him any day of the week if it guaranteed his spot above you, cock buried to the goddamn hilt. He places his forearm behind your knees, pressing your legs flat and practically folding you in half so he can speed up his tempo.

Younghoon throttles into you at a near animalistic pace, skin slapping on skin echoing throughout your apartment. You’re fucked stupid, noises that you can’t comprehend leaving your mouth to punctuate every single drive of his dick in your cunt and eyes fluttering shut. His tip kisses at that one spot that scratches your itch each time.

One particular gyration of his hips snaps that cord in your stomach and you’re cumming a third time, jaw going slack as your body spasms with the force of your orgasm. You produce no sound, the wave of your release cresting like a jolt of euphoria to your head, Younghoon following suit. However, his reaction is the opposite, so cacophonous and pornographic that it prolongs the twitching of your velvet-like walls, milking him dry of everything he can offer.

As both of you come down from your peaks, oxygen recirculating in your brains, Younghoon sighs and slips out of you. You wince, still so very sensitive from all three of your orgasms and how aggressively he was hitting it those last few minutes. You watch with choked groans as a combination of your cum flows out of your cunt onto the sofa.

Hyunjae was going to lose his mind.

“Shit, we gotta clean this up,” you panic, finally sobering up and moving into a sitting position. “I’d prefer to live long enough to tell you how much I like you.”

“Woah, wait,” his eyes widen animatedly. “Y-You like me?”

You gape at him, confused how after everything you just did together, he would think you didn't have feelings for him. “I just let you fuck me on the couch I share with my brother and Jacob. Do you think I’d do that if I didn’t like you?”

“I dunno. Maybe you were just really horny?” He shrugs, scratching the back of his neck shyly, like he hadn’t just rearranged your insides six ways to Sunday. You get on your knees, capturing his lips in a soft kiss that portrays all the words you could’ve ever wanted to say and more.

“Does that answer your question?” You ask, pecking them once again. “I like you so much, Younghoon. I have since, like, my freshman year of uni.”

He smiles warmly, cupping your cheek and caressing it with his thumb. “That’s funny because I’ve liked you since then, too.”

“That makes me so happy to hear,” you giggle, nuzzling into his palm. “Okay, now get up so I can deep clean this fucking couch.”

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[w0nslvr]

𝒃𝒇!𝒕𝒃𝒛 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒔 (𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆)

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒋𝒂𝒆

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A/N: U CANT TELL ME SANGYEON DOESNT TEXT LIKE THAT IDC ARGUE WITH THE WALL ITS CANON😭😭WOOHOO FIRST THE BOYZ POST im excited i love this group sm!! reblogs are appreciated 🫂

[astroyongie]

The Boyz: Where do they love for you to touch them in a smoothing way

Hyunjae

his head is his main spot, he loves when you are stroking his hair, running your fingers through his scalp can help him low his anxiety while also soothing him. Hyunjae usually falls asleep when you do that, since he feels comfortable

Juyeon

His spot is his forehead, he especially likes when you do gentle caresses across his forehead, your fingertips barely touching to give him that tingling feeling. it gives him some feeling of comfort. Juyeon sometimes gets drolly when you touch his forehead and dozes off

Kevin

Kevin gets all blushy when you touch his ears. it has to be lightly touched or like when you are playing with his earlobes while petting his head, or when you brush your fingers on his ears when you are cupping his cheeks. he lets you remove his earrings

Younghoon

This guy is more sensitive in his legs area. he loves when you touch is thighs. running your hand up and down and giving him soft touches and a gentle squeeze on the thighs always gets him in a comforting mood. surprinsingly, it doesnt make him horny, it truly calms Younghoon

Changmin

Changmin is proud of his arms somehow and he finds it comforting when you touch his biceps. Running your hands along his arms can be comforting and he always gets so relaxed when you guys are chilling and you just petting his arms. grab it while you walk with him, makes him feel happy

Haknyeon

he is a simply man and thus his cheeks are his sensitive spot. softly touching and cupping Haknyeon cheeks during a kiss can be affectionate to him and it puts him in such soft mood. bite them too to make him whine and he will. he finds the touch to be very intimate

Sunwoo

you want to smooth him? just get your hands on his shoulders. Massaging Sunwoo's shoulders so you can relieve tension that has been here for the couple days. he will groan and moan in relaxation and becomes so smoothed out when you do so

Sangyeon

This man loves when you touch his stomach. you can gently rub his abs when he is upset to smooth him or light pressure touches can be comforting when he is feeling more sad. Lay your head there or just let your hand rest on his stomach and he will be content

Chanhee

Chanhee just needs a few kisses on his neck and he wont yap for the next hour. Light touches and massages on his neck are relaxing to him and it can put him to sleep as well as it's a very sensitive spot on him.

Eric

His spot are his hands, just holding his hands, or lightly stroking your fingers over his palms, can feel intimate to Eric to the point where he becomes quiet and all soft. Lace and interwine you fingers with him to get him all smoothed out

Jacob

when he is upset or stressed out he lies on his stomach, so thats when you have to run the back of his head. Gentle strokes and resting a hand there can be comforting to Jacob. just play with his hair and he will be content

[yeonmuse]

THRILLRIDE | DAY 5

PAIRING Guitarist Younghoon x Antifan Reader

WORD COUNT | 3.5k

GENRE Smut

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ‼️ riding, petnames like princess, sloppy kisses, penetration, clit rubbing, tit worship

SUMMARY You didn’t think that your best friend dragging you along to her favorite bands concert would end with a night joyride from their lead guitarist.

MORE | Day five of the Groupie Love Series

You found it completely normal wanting to just spend your entire day pampering and relaxing yourself, though in your best friend's eyes it made you completely boring. You had tried time and time again to avoid getting yourself dragged out of the house by her, even using the old sick excuse which your best friend immediately dismissed. Now tonight instead of being snuggled up in bed all nice and cozy you were being dragged out of the house to attend the concert of some band you didn’t even like. For the sake of your best friend you simply fake it until you make it, breathing a sigh of relief as the concert finally came to an end which meant you could finally go back home, or so you thought.

“Uh you do know you missed your exit right?” Breaking your gaze away from the passenger side window you look over at your best friend.

“Yeah that’s because we aren’t going home yet.”

“Come again?”

“Yn it’s saturday night and the city is so alive. We just went to one of the most amazing concerts in the world.” (You would have this disagree on that)

“Are you serious right now? It's almost midnight and now you’re dragging me somewhere else? Where are we even going this late at night?”

“The After party, you didn’t think I’d just stay at the concert alone did you?” Right now you were wishing the ground would open up and swallow this car whole.

“This is the last time I let you drag me out like this, I could have been in my home cozied up in bed in my nice warm sheets.”

“Well too bad, tonight you’re going to party whether you like it or not.”

On the contrary to your best friend's statement you weren’t indulging in the party in the slightest. You were quite fed up from the moment you entered the door. It wasn’t that you didn’t like parties but in the moment you just weren’t in the party mood and you and your friend both shared a differing sense of fun when it came to parties. While your parties included drinking, games and a variety of music hers were full of sex,drugs, alcohol and music so loud you just might temporarily lose your hearing.

As you leaned against the kitchen counter, occasionally taking sips from your cup you were pulled from your focus as a voice spoke up behind you “I can tell by that look on your face you’re having so much fun.”

“Oh my you absolutely caught me I just absolutely love hanging out with a bunch of drunks on saturday night.” You respond sarcastically, earning a laugh from the handsome stranger.

“I’m Eric, i'm a friend of the host.” As he held his hands out for you to shake you were hesitant for a moment, after observing him for a moment you decided that he didn’t seem like he meant any harm so you happily took his hand and gave it a shake.

“Yn and I'm a friend of the girl that dragged me here just to leave me alone while she fucks some random in the bathroom.”

“Ah the old drag your friend to the party and leave her alone trope, she’s so original.” His sarcasm made you laugh, you couldn’t deny that talking to him was quite entertaining or it at least made you want to kill yourself a little less in the moment. Couldn’t tell anyone how you ended up there, but you found yourself outside in the backyard with him, both of you wanting to escape the loudness of the party going on inside.

“So do you always come to these types of parties?” You tried your best to make small talk with him, considering he was your only form of entertainment for the night it was only right that you got to know him.

“Honestly, these aren’t exactly my type of parties , but when you have over 10 different friends that throw parties nearly every week you tend to just show up to be supportive.”

“Ah the old showing up just to please your friend's trope.” You respond playfully, a nice little callback to his earlier joke.

“By the way who is ur friend anyways? I wasn’t exactly told who’s house we’d be coming to, I was just told that we’d be coming to some after party.”

“You don’t know?”

“That would be me.” A voice spoke up from behind the two of you making both you and Eric turn around. You couldn’t exactly pinpoint where you had seen his face before but you knew there was something familiar about him.

“Younghoon, where the hell have you been, I was looking for you for nearly half an hour.”

“I was out in the city, by the way Juyeon or Sangyeon won’t be joining us tonight, Sangyeons spending time with his girlfriend and I don’t know about Juyeon all he said in the text was something about his security guard not letting him leave.”

As if finally realizing you had been staring at the two Eric issues a quick apology to you before introducing you to his friend.

“Yn meet Younghoon, the host of this party and owner of the house. Younghoon, meet Yn, she thinks your party sucks and would rather be home.” At Eric's words your eyes widened and in that moment you really wanted to push him into the pool.

“Really? Not enjoying yourself?”

“Just not my idea of fun.”

“And what exactly is your idea of fun?”

“She would rather be at home doing skincare and snuggling up in bed with her dog.” Once again Eric starts foaming at the mouth with his words, giving you the perfect opportunity and excuse to push him right into the pool behind him.

“What was that for!?” He complains as he bounces back up to the surface

“Ah so your idea of fun is sitting inside and being boring?” Younghoon speaks up, pulling your attention back to him.

“Much better than being in a house full of drunk strangers, dancing around to music that’s bound to make your ears burst.”

“Oh so you don’t like wolfsbane?” At your sly comment about the music choice his eyebrows raise. You had just insulted the artist to his face without having realized it.

“Uh Yn” Eric chimes in from behind the two of you seemingly trying to stop you from saying anything more.

“Nono Eric let her continue, I’d love to hear her thoughts on them. Go ahead and continue darling, the floor is yours.”

“Their music has no heart, it’s just a bunch of mindless lyrics. They don’t write anything substantial and all of their songs feel the same. I thought about giving them a chance since my best friend decided to drag me to their show tonight, but it didn’t really change my mind.” Younghoon simply stood there with an intrigued and slightly amused look on his face at your synopsis of his band. Meanwhile Eric stood being you covering his face with his hands after having you spill all of that to the one person you most likely should not have.

“Excuse me but I need to go find my friend. I think it’s about time I get home.” Walking past Younghoon and back into the loud and crowded house you pushed through the sea of people seemingly struggling with the search for your friend. You had searched for her for nearly half an hour and you finally gave up. She hadn’t been answering any of your calls or texts, and she was nowhere to be found which meant you were left there completely alone. Now you were praying to god that Eric was still here and he wouldn't mind giving you a ride home, but to your disdain he was nowhere to be found and you had no way of contacting him.

“So you decided to stay, the party must not be all that bad then.” You heard his obnoxious voice and recognized it almost immediately. He stood in front of you, hair slightly messy with a pair of shades pushed back on his head. Once again it hit you that he looked so familiar yet you just couldn’t place where you had seen him.

“Not like I had a choice, my best friend is nowhere to be found and it seems like Eric’s already left.” You sigh and massage your temples with your fingers.

“Eric had a flight to catch since his tour will be starting soon, try not to miss him too much.” At his words your eyes rolled back almost instantaneously.

“And If I do miss him? Not like it would be anyone's business.” You respond, shrugging your shoulders.

“I'm assuming you need a ride home or something?”

“Well would you look at that you finally said something right tonight.” Your sarcastic response made a chuckle spill past his lips.

“Meet me out front, I'll take you home.”

“Youre gonna leave all these people alone in your house?”

“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done it, besides a few of my friends are here so I’m sure they’ll look out.”

“Rich people.” You roll your eyes and turn your back to him, making your way through the sea of bodies once again until you reach the front door.

You aren’t exactly sure what you were thinking about getting in the car with some complete stranger that you had met only moments ago, but if it meant getting away from the house and the loud music your decision had already been made from the moment he opened his mouth to ask if you needed a ride. Part of you was pissed at your best friend for having just disappeared without so much as a text, but the other half of you was simply just praying that wherever she was, even if she had been tangled beneath the sheets of some stranger's bed, that she was okay.

“So much for having fun.” You sigh and throw your head back in annoyance. The sound of rubble crushing underneath tires gains your attention, as you look ahead your eyes find Younghoon sitting in the driver's seat of black drop top.

“The city waits for the princess Cinderella .”

“Cinderella?”

“Yes because it’s midnight and you’re trying to run off back home.”

“Ugh I know we just met and all but you’re absolutely annoying.” You roll your eyes at him as you make your way to the car, he chuckles and pushes the door open for you watching as you slide in before pulling on your seatbelt.

“So you really don’t like wolfsbane huh? Not even one song?” At Younghoons question you sigh, this was usually the reaction you got whenever you told someone you didn’t like them.

“Again their music isn’t really for me but if I had to choose, there's one of their older songs that I think is good. Suckerpunch?” Younghoon seemed shocked at the chosen song that left your lips, out of all songs he could have expected Suckerpunch wasn’t one of them.

You were right when you said one of their older songs, suckerpunch had been one of their first releases where they first made it big.

“Why that one?”

“It was just so raw, you could feel the heart in every lyric , every chord, every key or drumbeat. But then again it isn’t surprising that they would lose their spark, it happens to many bands in the industry.” You spoke absentmindedly as you watched all the cars pass you by.

For a moment Younghoon remained silent until he finally decided to speak up once again. You seemed quite opinionated and you didn't seem afraid to tell it how it is.

“If you’re up for it can I show you something?”

“You aren’t going to take me to some place off the grid and murder me right?”

“I think you’ve been watching a little too much true crime, don’t worry Cinderella I won’t touch one hair on your pretty little head. Just need a yes or no.”

You were a little skeptical about the situation but part of you could admit that what he said back at the party was right, if you went back home now you’d be bored sitting there all alone. “Fine, where is it that we’re going exactly?”

“Don’t worry, just enjoy the ride.” And enjoy the ride you did. Honestly you were quite surprised how much you let loose considering you were in the car with a complete stranger. Honestly Younghoon didn’t seem to mind, this seemed like an entirely different girl than the one he had met back at the party. Your hair blowing in the wind and your hips swing as you stand up in your seat screaming the lyrics from the radio at the top of your lungs. The way you carelessly raised your arms in the air seemingly lost in the music that played on the radio which he took note of by the way. He found himself smiling at how much you had seemed to loosen up in just a few minutes, he honestly wasn’t sure if it was the drinks you had at the party finally setting in or if this was just how you were but he liked it.

“Why are we stopping? Is this the place?” You watched, slightly confused and somewhat alarmed as Younghoon parked his car at an overlook, (an overlook which gave a perfect view of the city) before getting out of the car. He silently moved over to his trunk and pulled out a guitar before slipping into the back seat.

“You drove me all the way here to listen to you play Guitar?”

“Just listen to me and tell me what you think, yeah? I come here whenever I need to get away from everything or clear my head…or when I just need some sort of inspiration.”

“But why me? Why not ask someone else.”

“Judging based on everything you said earlier today about wolfsbane you aren’t afraid to be honest or tell things how they are so just be honest with me.”

“..okay, then let’s hear what you got.” You didn’t know what you had been expecting from him but it certainly was not this. His vocals were the perfect mixture of sultry and raspy and every chord he played meshed together so perfectly that it was as if he had been playing a recording of guitar rather than strumming it right here before your face. As he finished he looked to you with a seemingly hopeful look on his eyes.

“It’s not exactly done, but what are your thoughts?”

“That was amazing, the guitar chords, your voice, it all went together so well. If I were you i'd release it.”

“Mm unfortunately it’s not what the industry wants to sell.”

“So? Who cares it's about making good music that people will listen to, music that your fans will love. You have real talent, it's raw and, and cathartic, who cares about what the industry wants when you can make money putting out music that you love.” There was a silence that had come over you, a silence that gave Younghoon the opportunity to look at you, to really look at you. Your eyes had been glued to the look of the city but he found himself looking at you.

“Where have you been all this time?” He spoke softly, slipping his finger beneath your chin so that he could turn your head to look at him. Once your eyes were finally on him he could no longer contain himself,

“If you don’t want this then just tell me to stop.” You could feel his breath against your nose as he leaned in closer to you, what you weren’t understanding was, why weren’t you stopping him. Younghoon took your silence as an invitation to kiss you, both your lips melted together as if they had been made for each other. Suddenly his hand snaked around your waist and he pulled you into his lap, his hands trailing eagerly down your body until they rested on the bottom of your shirt. He wasted no time pulling it off of you.

“Younghoon, what if someone drives by?”

“Let them.” His disinterest for the outside world at the moment turned you on even further and you weren’t going to deny it. Younghoons hands explored your entire body until they found the clasp of your bra, in one swift moment he had it unclasped as if it was already something he had been used to doing.

“Fuck you’re so beautiful.” His lips immediately latch onto one of your breasts while he takes the other into his hand and massages it against your chest. Soft moans spilled from your lips and your fingers tangled in his hair. Your head fell to the crook of his shoulder, your back arching as Younghoon wrapped his arm around your waist and trapped you in his strong arms.

Forcing his lips off of your breasts he pulls you back into a heated kiss, this time slipping his tongue past your lips while his hands work a lifting up your skirt. Your hands moved to his pants eagerly yanking and tugging at his belt to get it off of him only seeming to struggle which earned an amused chuckle from him.

“So eager, don’t worry princess I got it just sit pretty yeah?” His entire demeanor seems to have changed from how he was a few moments ago. He takes a moment to lift you up in his lap momentarily so that he could push his pants down. Your gaze fell upon his already hard cock, making the ache between your thighs worsen.

“Let me know if it hurts alright?”

Before you knew it he was buried deep inside you, impaling you on his cock over and over again.

“You sound so pretty moaning for me like this, ” he whispered into your neck, tongue and teeth playfully sucking at the tender flesh. To him now having heard your moans it was sweeter than any song. His grip on your hips were bruising and possessive, and your breasts bounced fervently at how he snapped his hips upwards to feel your walls coat him and hug him tightly and warmly. This was a feeling you had never gotten from anyone else, his cock pushing so deep into you that it'd bruise your cervix. The way his hands explored your body and lips remained wrapped around your breast was enough to send you over the edge. A low growl spilled from his lips and he tugged at your hair to tilt your head to him, his tongue slithering to your lips to taste your lips on his tongue once again.

As his hand moves down to circle your clit you gasp into his mouth. The pleasure had been so overwhelming that Your mind had gone completely fuzzy. You began to feel like you were on the urge of breaking apart from both his ministries and before you knew it, you were kissing him fervently. You decided to take over, resting your hands on his shoulders Younghoon let you take control, his head falling back as you started bouncing on his cock until you were too overwhelmed to speak, crying and mumbling incomprehensible words.

“Fuck you look so fucking pretty taking me like this.” The squelching sounds from your cunt and the view of his cock sliding in and out of you so easily drove him crazy. He wipes the tears from your face and leaves soft kisses on your neck as you continue to fall apart in his arms. You whine upon feeling him kiss your neck down to your shoulders, scraping his canines until you were absolutely lost in the feeling. Unlike the previous pace, the slow sensation of your cunt hugging his cock with your arousal letting him slide in and out so easily allowing you to feel every part of him, almost mind-wrecking at how good he’s able to make you feel like he was used to your body already. His hands meet your waist and he began to slam you down into his cock earning screams and loud cries of pleasure from you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight. Is driving me crazy.” His head fell back on the couch, a low curse spilling from his lips at the way your nails penetrate his skin from the intense pleasure you had been feeling.

“So close princess, where do you want it?” You could no longer process his words functionally, not when he’s slamming you down his length like that and burying himself in you as if he didn’t want to be anywhere else.

“Fuck, Cum inside me Hoon please.” His name spilled from your lips so effortlessly that it put him in a daze. As he felt your walls tighten around him and combined with the twitch of his cock inside of you he let out a loud moan tossing his head back against the seat as he spilled into you painting your pretty cunt with his essence at the same time of your own release.

You lie breathless against his chest, still unable to fully grasp exactly what had happened between the two of you.

“Well you may not like my band or our music, but tonight ill be satisfied with knowing you like having me buried deep inside you.” He smirks and kisses your neck

“I KNEW YOU LOOKED FAMILIAR.” At your outburst Younghoon just laughs and pulls you closer to his chest.

[ourdadai]

ooii dadai você poderia fazer locks do younghoon - the boyz, por favor? mto obrigada!! 🤍🤍

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[jenoddity]

[1haqerin]

[juyrot]

FRI(END)S

pairing: Lee Juyeon x Female Reader

summary: Juyeon has been friends with Y/N since they were kids, and now they study at the same college. He’s always had a crush on her, but any attempt to confess his feelings has failed—usually because she always has a boyfriend who lasts no more than a week. It’s not until Y/N starts dating Juyeon’s roommate that he finally has had enough.

Content warning: There will be swearing and mature material in this series but nothing too explicit as if you’re reading p✩rn. Still, minors do not interact. But only you are responsible for the content you consume.

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chapter i.

[juyeonszn]

DREAMS COME TRUE

PAIRING kim younghoon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 1.36k

GENRES fluff,,, just fluff

WARNINGS mature language but are we surprised, the tamest thing i’ve written in what feels like years, uni!au, best friends to lovers, mutual pining but younghoon is kinda dumb and very dramatic, one (1) kiss scene but thats about it

SUMMARY younghoon has been in love with you since what feels like the dawn of time. he’s watched you fall for the wrong guys over and over again, too much of a coward to do anything about it. but you’re on the brink of graduation and he’s finally ready to let you know. he just hopes you feel the same.

MORE hi…. how yall doin…. LOL the juyeonszn comeback no one was expecting 🥳 i’ve been in a bit of a younghoon phase lately and i realized i was not showing him enough love so i present to u this lovely piece of younghoonery <3 this is also my submission for the @deoboyznet love letter collective event! huge thank u to @sungbeam for beta’ing i owe u my life beam </3

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri @/deoboyznet @cloverdaisies @vernyangel @ericlvr

Maybe he should’ve told you how he felt about you during your dinner before prom senior year. The words sat on the tip of his tongue, waiting to be spoken into existence. It was the perfect moment. You were each other’s dates anyway. 

But then he chickened out—he didn’t think he deserved you. And perhaps that was only slightly true: for letting you slip through his fingers numerous times? Absolutely. But for everything else? The universe couldn’t help but pity him, too. 

There was also the time that your ex boyfriend cheated on you and you came crying to him in the middle of the night. He woke up and stayed awake until early hours of the morning just to comfort you. It wasn’t because he felt bad, but because he would do any and everything for you. While you curled in on yourself, cuddled into the safety of his arms, he debated telling you then, too. 

Time and time again, Younghoon has sat there and watched as you dated different guys. He sucks it up and deals with it because he’s afraid of rejection, but he also doesn’t want to ruin your friendship. You’ve been best friends since middle school, and that made him afraid that you’d always only see him as that. There was that saying that girls and guys could never just be friends. Unfortunately, that was the case for him, but maybe not for you.

Now here you are, the day before your college graduation, and Younghoon is once again torn between mustering up the courage to confess and putting this puppy love to rest. 

He told himself during your first year of university if he didn’t tell you at all during these four years, he would give up. You were both preparing for true adulthood and if he couldn’t lay himself bare for the person closest to him, he didn’t think it was meant to be. And well, time is running out for him. He had to speak now, or forever hold his peace.

Younghoon watches as you scamper around your apartment, gathering your things for graduation tomorrow. It was a hectic enough day without you worrying if you were going to lose something, or run late. You hang your cap and gown on the coat hook near your front door before dashing back into your room to make sure your outfit is put together. 

Even in the chaos of your zooming around, Younghoon still finds you absolutely breathtaking. You’re slightly sweating from all of your movement and from the heat of the rapidly approaching summer, but nevertheless, you look so beautiful to him. The decision that seemed so hard to make over the years feels pointless. The answer has been clear from the beginning.

“Y/N.”

You pause what you’re doing to look over at him, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand. Your cute, caught-off-guard expression has him nearly melting into the couch. He doesn’t understand why it took him so long to get it together. 

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion when he starts walking towards you. “Wha— Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,” he says, his frame towering over you in a way that is never intimidating, only comforting. “I have something I need to tell you, though.”

“Can it wait? I’m a little busy here.” Your hands come to rest on your hips and it takes all of the strength inside of Younghoon to not pull you into his embrace and kiss you. He thinks he would die, and he has to survive the duration of this confession if he wants to see the other side. (The side where, hopefully, you finally become his, in the way he’s wanted for years.)

“It can’t, actually,” he breathes, a newfound, unwavering confidence taking over. “I think I’ve waited for too long.”

“You’re kinda scaring me,” you laugh, scratching the back of your neck. “What is it, Hoon?”

Speak now or forever hold your damn peace, Kim Younghoon.

“Y/N, I love you,” he starts, and when you open your mouth to say you already know that, he continues. “And not in the way I’ve told you since we were eleven. I love you in the way that I can’t go to sleep at night without wondering if you’re sleeping comfortably, too. I can’t wake up in the morning without wondering if you did that cute, little whine that you do when your alarm goes off. I think about my future constantly, even though it’s fucking terrifying, and you’re always in it. Not just as my best friend or my partner in crime, but as my forever partner, too. I’ve felt this way about for god knows how long now, but I’ve always just been too afraid of what it would do to our friendship if you didn’t see me the same way. I don’t want to sit back and watch you date these other guys who end up hurting you anymore. I want to be the one you go to for everything.”

When he finishes, his chest is heaving a little, practically spieling without taking a moment for air. Despite the strength he collected to say all of that out loud, he was still nervous and looked away from you as he did it. He’s making eye contact now though, and he’s freaking the fuck out because he can’t read you one bit.

You aren’t saying anything, just staring at him with your lips parted, and he thinks that's tenfold more frightening than if you were to yell and slap him in the face. Each second that passes in complete silence has his hands clamming up and his heart racing faster. He realizes how close he’s standing to you and takes a step back, and then another, then another, until he’s grabbing his things and scrambling to get out of your apartment. 

You hate him. That has to be it. You see him as a brother more than anything else and he just ruined it all. 

But the moment he steps foot into the hallway, you’re calling after him desperately. 

“Younghoon, wait!”

Your voice, laced with emotion, has him halting in place. He turns around to see you standing in the threshold of your door, eyes welled with tears. He’s only ever seen you cry when you're sad, when you’re heartbroken, and he prays to whatever higher being exists that he didn’t do just that to you. (He tries to ignore how gorgeous you look even when crying.)

“I— You can’t just say all of that and run away!” You’re full on bawling now and it has his eyes widening. “You’re so stupid, you know that? I’ve been in love with you since we were thirteen and you lent me your hoodie inside of the movie theater when I said I was cold. You’ve always cared so deeply for me, so unconditionally. How could I not fall for you? You made it so hard not to.”

Younghoon is stunned. He had no idea you felt the same because you’ve been so good at hiding your feelings from him unless you chose to show him something. “Why did you date all those guys then?”

“To make you jealous, you idiot,” you sniffle, laughing at his obliviousness. “You’re such a guy; it’s endearing.”

He pouts at your low-key insult, but it doesn’t really upset him. In fact, he feels like he’s soaring right now. Your feelings are mutual and it’s as if all is well in the world. He closes the space between you once again, lifting his arm to swipe away your tears. You nuzzle into his palm instinctively and he’s sure he’s a puddle on the ground.

“Can— Can I kiss you?” He braves himself to ask, searching your features for any indication that you didn’t want this. You nod, your own hand covering his. The sparkle in your eyes is more than enough confirmation for him and so he leans in.

When your lips meet, Younghoon wonders if he did something heroic in a past life. He feels a pleasant buzz all the way to the tips of his fingers. It’s everything he’s dreamed of. 

You’re everything he’s dreamed of.

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