#tyunderella

[tyunderella]

a warm embrace~

୨ৎ summary : you go for a cute trip to jeju with your boyfriend, and the stay in the hotel is definitely better!

୨ৎ word count: around 3,1k

୨ৎ warnings: smut and some fluff, f!reader, dom!taehyun, sub!reader, whiny and lowkey loud reader, needy sex because they love eachother so much, some praise, slight degradation, petnames and name calling.. (pretty, princess, cockslut), unprotected sex, creampie, i think that's all!

୨ৎ a/n: ummm it's my first fic… i feel like the smut part sucks and it definitely misses something >.< i also think that i repeated lots of words.. i'm half awake.. i promise to do better the next time! feedback is very appreciated! more under cut :)

the soft hum of the car’s engine dies as taehyun pulls into the small gravel parking lot overlooking the beach. his sunglasses slide down slightly on the bridge of his nose as he turns to you with a grin.

“we’re here!" he says, voice brimming with excitement. his eyes sparkle happily as they reach your face. “your first jeju trip with me—isn’t this special?”

you glance out the window, taking in the sight of the crystal-clear ocean stretched out before you, its waves sparkling under the midday sun. the salty sea breeze filters into the car, carrying the promise of a carefree day. smiling, you turn back to him.

“it’s already special because i’m with you.” you say, voice full of teasing but earnest. you look him up and down, eyes full of appreciation.

taehyun chuckles, his dimple deepening. “you’re getting good at sweet-talking me, huh? come on, let’s have some fun.”

you both step out of the car, and the warm sun immediately kisses your skin. taehyun grabs the small picnic bag from the trunk and slings it over his shoulder, his white button-up catching the sunlight. his casual outfit—a loose shirt and black shorts—suits him so perfectly it feels like a fashion designer tailored the look just for him.

he glances back, holding out a hand. he wiggles his fingers in your direction, raising a eyebrow. “ready?”

“ready.” you say, slipping your hand into his as you sigh contently. the feeling of being close to him makes you even more relaxed.

his touch is warm and familiar, and as you walk down the sandy path together, you can’t help but feel like this moment is pulled straight from a dream. the sound of the waves grows louder as the beach comes into view, the golden sand stretching endlessly ahead.

you pause at the edge of the shore, where the sand meets the water, and look up at taehyun. "it's beautiful.." you murmur, your voice almost lost in the gentle roar of the ocean.

taehyun, however, isn’t looking at the water. Instead, his gaze is fixed on you. "it is.” he replies, the words carrying a weight that makes your heart skip a beat.

when you notice his lingering stare, you playfully nudge his shoulder. "are you going to keep staring, or are we going to explore?" you grin a bit, trying not to giggle.

he laughs, the sound light and full of affection as he eyes you up and down, appreciating the way you look in your tank top. "alright, alright. let’s explore."

the two of you wander down the shore, your footprints leaving temporary marks in the soft sand. you stop every now and then to pick up interesting shells, taehyun occasionally tossing one back into the waves when he decides it’s not ‘worthy’ of the collection.

“look at this one!” you say, holding up a shell with intricate pink swirls. your eyes sparkle with excitement, voice soft and quiet. “this has to be the prettiest one yet..”

taehyun leans in to inspect it, his face so close to yours that you can feel his breath against your cheek. “not bad.” he says, grinning. “but i’ve got something prettier.”

you raise an eyebrow, a bit curious to see what he has on his mind. “oh? show me.” you put the shell down, putting your hands on your hips.

instead of picking up another shell, he points at you with a smile, poking your sides, enjoying the adorable giggle you let out. “found it.”

you squirm and try to step away, jokingly rolling your eyes, though your cheeks warm up at his words. “cheesy.”

“honest.” he counters, and the sincerity in his tone makes your heart flutter. he leans in closer, giving you a small peck and ruffling your hair.

the hours slip by as the two of you lose yourselves in the beauty of the beach. you chase each other across the sand, your laughter mingling with the sound of the waves. at one point, taehyun dares you to go into the water despite the chill.

“come on.” he says, already ankle-deep in the waves. he grins and beckons you with his finger to come closer. “it’s not that cold..!”

you cross your arms, skeptical. you're a bit cold now, even in your sweater, how come the water isn't cold? “says the guy who always complains about freezing practice rooms but walks into cold water..”

he smirks, stepping closer. he splashes some water on his face, running a hand through his now-wet hair. “what’s life without a little adventure?”

before you can protest and enjoy the view, he splashes you lightly, the cold droplets making you squeal.

“oh no, you don’t do that to me without any consequence!” you shout, running after him as he quickly tries to run away into deeper water.

the chase turns into a splash war, both of you soaked and breathless by the end of it. when you finally retreat to the shore, taehyun spreads out a blanket from the picnic bag and motions for you to sit.

“truce?” he asks, holding up his hands in mock surrender, enjoying the way your body looks in the soaked clothes as he looks at you again.

“truce.” you agree, laughing as you sit beside him. you rest your head against his shoulder , playing with his hair.

the two of you share snacks from the bag, the sun dipping lower on the horizon as the day stretches into the evening. taehyun feeds you a piece of a tangerine, his eyes crinkling with delight when you nod in approval.

“it’s really sweet!” you say, savoring the flavor of the fresh fruit on your tongue.

“but it's not as tasty as you.” he replies, leaning closer. His tone is light, but there’s a glint of mischief in his eyes that makes your breath hitch and thighs close.

as the sun sets, the sky turns into a masterpiece of colors—fiery oranges blending into soft pinks and purples. taehyun takes out his phone to capture the moment, but instead of focusing on the sunset, he turns the camera toward you.

“hey!” you protest, trying to cover your face. you giggle softly, trying to leave the frame.

“too late!” he says, laughing as he snaps the picture. he looks at the finished product and licks his lips. “you look perfect.”

you pout, though you can’t hide your smile. you try to glance at the picture, cheeks slightly flushed. “you’re impossible..”

“and you’re beautiful.” he says, his voice than softer usual. his words are sincere, just like always, but the scenery makes it way more romantic.

the sincerity in his words makes your chest tighten. you look at him, his face illuminated by the fading sunlight, and wonder how someone could make you feel so special.

when you return to the hotel later that night, the warmth of the day lingers in your heart. taehyun sets the picnic bag aside and stretches, his shirt riding up slightly to reveal a sliver of toned skin. you try not to stare, but he catches your gaze and smirks.

“like what you see?” he teases, lifting his shirt up so you can see more, flexing his muscles confidently.

“maybe.” you reply, trying to play it cool. you gulp and look down to his abs, feeling your panties slowly dampen.

he laughs, pulling you into a loose hug, patting your butt slowly. “i like what i see too.”

you rest your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. it’s a simple moment, but it feels like the most natural thing in the world.

“let’s just lay down and get comfortable, hmm?” he says after a while.

you nod, and soon the two of you are lounging on the hotel bed. the tv plays a random movie in the background, but neither of you is paying much attention to it.

the dim glow of the bedside lamps casts a soft warmth over the room. his arms encircle you, your head resting on his chest, and the steady rise and fall of his breathing is both comforting and intoxicating. his hand moves absentmindedly, tracing gentle circles on your back, and the sensation sends a subtle shiver through your body.

“are you cold?” he asks, his voice soft and deep, laced with concern. he knows that it might be his touch that made you react like that, but still wants to hear your words.

you shake your head, looking up at him with a small smile, trying to not giggle. “not at all.”

his gaze meets yours, and something in his expression shifts. the playfulness that usually lights his eyes is replaced by something deeper, more intense. his fingers still on your back, and you can feel the weight of the moment settling between you, like a secret only the two of you share.

“good..” he says quietly, his hand sliding up to cup your breast. “because i never want you to feel anything less than perfect when you’re with me.”

the sincerity in his voice makes your breath catch. or maybe it's his touch? you're not sure now.. he leans in slowly, your foreheads touching. when your lips finally meet, it’s like everything else fades away.

the kiss starts soft, his lips moving gently against yours, but it doesn’t take long for the intensity to build. his hand tangles in your hair, tilting your head slightly to deepen the kiss. your fingers grip the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, and he responds by rolling slightly onto his side, his body pressing against yours.

you feel the warmth of his palm as it slides down your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. his touch is both firm and gentle, as though he’s savoring every second, every inch of you.

when you pull back for air, his forehead rests against yours again, and his breath comes in soft, uneven puffs.

“you’re going to be the death of me..” he murmurs, his voice rough with affection and desire.

you laugh softly, your fingers brushing against his jawline. “i could say the same about you..”

he grins, his dimple appearing for a brief moment before his expression turns serious again. “come here.” he says, pulling you fully into his arms.

you shift so that you’re straddling him, your legs on either side of his hips. his hands settle on your waist, steadying you, and the heat of his touch seeps through the thin fabric of your sweater. his gaze roams your face, as though he’s memorizing every detail.

“you’re so beautiful..” he says, his voice barely above a whisper. he grazes his lips against your jawline.

you feel a blush rise to your cheeks, but before you can respond, he pulls you down into another kiss. this one is hungrier, more desperate, as though he’s pouring all of his unspoken feelings into it.

his hands slide up your back, slipping beneath the hem of your sweater to rest against your bare and warm skin. the sensation sends a jolt through you, and he pauses for a moment, searching your eyes for permission. when you nod, his touch becomes bolder, his fingers exploring the curve of your spine.

“mmm, taehyun..” you whisper, his name slipping from your lips like a prayer, lightly grinding against him.

he groans softly, the sound low and throaty, and it sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. his lips trail from your mouth to your jaw again, then down to the sensitive spot just below your ear. each kiss feels like a promise, and the warmth of his breath against your skin makes your heart race.

he shifts beneath you, sitting up slightly so that your bodies are pressed even closer together. one of his hands cups the back of your head, guiding you into another searing kiss, while the other rests on your thigh, his thumb brushing slow circles against your skin.

“you have no idea what you do to me..” he murmurs against your lips, his voice thick with emotion.

the vulnerability and want in his tone makes your chest tighten, and you pull back just enough to look into his eyes. they’re dark and filled with a raw intensity that takes your breath away.

“i think i do.” you say softly, your hands framing his face as you feel his boner press against you. you press down on him, your wet panties brushing against the rough material of his shorts.

his lips curve into a small, almost shy smile, and for a moment, the tension eases. but then his gaze drops to your lips again, and the fire reignites.

the two of you lose yourselves in each other, the rest of the world fading away. his kisses grow deeper, his hands more daring, and every touch feels like a declaration of how much he wants you, how much he cares.

he slowly lifts up your skirt, one of his hands reaching down to rub your clit as you moan against his lips, unintentionally moving your hips as he slowly pulls away from the kiss.

“is my princess so needy already, huh? you want me to help you, don't you?” he slowly lifts you up, unbuttoning his shirt in a teasingly slow manner.

you bite your lip and nod, staring intently at his every move. the veins that decorate his hands, the slight silver of his abs make you even needier.

“taehyun, don't tease..!” you whine quietly, eager hands traveling down to his pants as you quickly unbutton them, opening the fly and pulling them down.

he smirks at your actions, taking his shirt off and putting his hands on your hips again, starting to grind you against him. “don't worry, i will help you.. you're so greedy that you couldn't even wait..”

you let out a moan, trying to speed up his movements, the fabric of your thin sweater falling down your shoulder. your soaked panties wet his boxers, making you feel all the veins on his cock as your eyes roll to the back of your head at the intense pleasure.

“did i tell you that you can move on your own? don't forget your rules, pretty..” he pulls your panties to the side with his middle finger, rubbing against your wet folds as he slides his boxers down.

you close your eyes, quickly positioning his cock at your entrance, looking into his eyes with a pleading look. “please, can i..?”

he bites his lip, nodding his head. he helps you slide down, his voice croaking when he feels your warm and wet walls swallow him. he pulls up your sweater, hands finding your hardened nipples in seconds.

the feeling makes you whimper softly, starting to slowly bounce up and down, breath hitching with every brush of his tip against your cervix. “a-ah, taehyun..!”

he pinches your right nipple, attaching his lips to the other one as he starts sucking, his own eyes closing. he feels his ego raise up knowing that he is the one to make you so bothered.

you pick up the rate of your movements, breasts bouncing against taehyun's face as you let out a soft moan every second, almost forgetting that you're not alone in this hotel.

his thrusts meet your movements as he pulls his mouth away from your chest, connected to your nipple with his saliva. “fuck, you're making me feel so good..” he lets out a low and breathy moan, pulling your head to him and kissing you.

you feel the knot tighten in your tummy embarrassingly fast, desperate to reach your climax as you kiss him desperately, tongues and teeth clashing together.

you both moan and grunt into eachother’s mouth, taehyun bites down on your bottom lip, enjoying the reaction he gets from you.

if your eyes were open, they would be definitely rolled to the back of your head, your brain turning into mush. all you can focus on is taehyun's fat cock hitting all your sweet spots deliciously.

he pulls away from the kiss, his head thrown back as it hits the headrest. his jaw drops lightly, his mouth open in a ‘o’ shape. “god, i'm so fucking close princess.. think you can take it? me filling you up s-so nicely?”

you nod your head, already dumb on his cock, mouth going dry as you close your eyes, letting out a low cry. “p-please, need it s-so much! g-give it to me, pleasepleaseplease!”

he flips you over suddenly, pounding into you so fast that you might start seeing starts. he nips at your neck, leaving small love bites in his way. “fuck, you're such a dumb cockslut..” your hand tries to reach his and he immediately holds it, connecting your hands. “shhh, yeah, i know, i know..”

you start to squirm under him, glistening out eyes looking up into his own dark ones. you feel more tears well up in your eyes, gripping onto his hand and shoulder as you reach your peak with a loud scream of his name. your shaking legs wrap around his waist, heels digging into his back.

he grits his teeth, thrusting one more time as his own climax hits him hard, painting your inside white. his shaft throbs inside you breathing heavily and gasping. he stays like that for a few seconds, then starts to slowly move again.

you whine, feeling too sensitive now as your hands reach out to him. you let out a squeal with each thrust, your back arching almost uncomfortably. “n-no, too much tyunnie!”

he chuckles, wiping the sweat off of his forehead as he stops his movements, falling on top of you. “don't worry, i was just teasing you.. you look so pretty now, you know?”

he slowly pulls out, his eyes darken for a second as he looks at the creamy mess gushing out from your hole. he licks his lips, pushing it back inside you with his finger.

you close your eyes, wrapping your arms around him as you hug him. he licks his fingers and returns your embrace, closing his eyes.

“baby, i want to sleep now.. goodnight..” you mumble quietly, already starting to doze off. taehyun smiles softly, looking at your peaceful expression.

he waits until you fully fall asleep and gets up, grabbing a wet cloth as he cleans up the two of you, laying down on the bed again. he turns the lights off, relaxing in your comfortable presence.

the night goes on as you two rest mindlessy, not knowing about the noise complains you will receive in the morning from the other residents. but it doesn't care now, as long as taehyun has you wrapped around him and you enjoy his warmth everything is good.

@beomiracles here you gooooo :33

[beomiracles]

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐄'𝐒; 𝓐𝓓𝓥𝓔𝓝𝓣 𝓒𝓐𝓛𝓔𝓝𝓓𝓐𝓡 NUMBER ONE ; ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐔𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞❞

⸝⸝ “I don’t understand”, he whines, “I followed the instructions just like you did!” Oh well, that was a bit of an overstatement. — “You used icing to support the walls, and not melted sugar”, you say as you point to the walls that slowly slid against one another.  ⸝⸝

pairings — beomgyu x fem!reader warnings — pouty n sulky beomgyu, a small kiss tehee, haven't written fluff in so long I am giddy !!

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“But– How does yours look like that?” Beomgyu’s exclamation comes across as half a whine, half a question. Rolling your eyes, you focus on piping the corners of the brown house with white icing. The steady movement of your hands repeating the process for all four walls. And when you finally lean back in your chair, it’s with a smug look on your face as you regard the house you’d created. — From the icicles hanging off the roof, to the little Santa figurine climbing down the chimney, and the checked pattern across the roof… 

Cracking your knuckles in front of you, you say: “It’s a little something called patience.” Beomgyu scoffs beside you, casting your house a mere side glance as he tries to downplay the effort you’d put into it. “Sure whatever, your pieces were better than mine. If we switched I would’ve beaten you with horse-lengths”, he then states, feigning nonchalance. 

Resisting a small grin, you turn to the monstrous creation that was his own gingerbread house. The roof had fallen in long ago, the walls caving on one another, not to mention the different colored icing he’d used, it had melted into a muddy puddle, dripping all over the place. — “I’m sure”, you huff. 

The pout on your boyfriend’s face was close to endearing as his gaze flickered between your house and his, a small frown dented onto his forehead. “I don’t understand”, he whines, “I followed the instructions just like you did!” Oh well, that was a bit of an overstatement. — “You used icing to support the walls, and not melted sugar”, you say as you point to the walls that slowly slid against one another. 

Beomgyu’s frown deepens, “It didn’t say that you couldn’t use the icing, besides the sugar took too long to boil.” — “Again, you have no patience”, you mutter, turning back to your own house as you bring out your phone, ready to snap a few pictures of your creation. You’ve barely gotten two different angles when Beomgyu’s loud exhale makes you groan. “What now?” 

But your boyfriend merely shrugs, turning his back on you as he mindlessly fiddles with his broken chimney, huffing out a quiet ‘nothin’. You’re unable to hide the smile that tugs at your lips at his blatant sulking. — The quick kiss you press against his cheek makes the tips of his ears flush in that pretty pink color you loved so much, the corner of his mouth twitching as he mutters something under his breath. 

“It’s alright”, you say, stuffing your phone back in your pocket, “We can switch.” 

The statement makes his head jerk in your direction as he regards you with bewildered eyes. “Really?” He asks, almost too eagerly. You nod, pushing the plate your house rested on in his direction, “Sure thing.” — Beomgyu grins excitedly as he carefully takes the plate from your hands, admiring the gingerbread house in front of him. “Are you sure?” He wonders, an almost apologetic look on his face. But your smile only widens, “Of course.” — “Besides”, you swipe a finger through the melted icing of his house, stuffing the sweet mixture in your mouth, “It’s the taste that matters.”

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[tyunderella]

so no one will check my page but i did cupcakes right after coming back from work because my first posted fic hit 100 likes and i have 30 followers! it has like 190 when i'm writing this and wow.. it means so much to me idc that people have a average of 2k likes on their fic i'm grateful for even 10 🙏🏻🙏🏻 like imagine 190 people coming up to me and appreciating me??? that's so insane???? 30 people staying by my side????

so cupcakes for me and everyone who liked 🩷 i was so scared of people not liking my post but damn 🥹 idk what to say i'm just so happy.. face reveal on 250 likes frfr 🗣️🗣️🗣️ cake for 300 🗣️🗣️🗣️ party for 400 everyone invited

[beomiracles]

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐄'𝐒; 𝓐𝓓𝓥𝓔𝓝𝓣 𝓒𝓐𝓛𝓔𝓝𝓓𝓐𝓡 NUMBER 3 ; ❝3rd Of December❞

Sometimes, your thoughts felt real, so real that you could reach out and touch him, but he would never notice you. No matter how hard you tugged on his arm, how harshly you shoved his chest. You would never get as much as a single response from him, reminding you that this was all just, a figment of your imagination. 

pairings — yeonjun x gn!reader warnings — exes to ???, Heather by Conan gray (a warning in itself), open ending oops

#serene adds ✎.. I love writing angst :3

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Christmas decorations adorn the windows of your apartment building, soft and glowy lanterns lighting up the dark streets. One of your neighbours has looped a playlist of the usual holiday songs, the loud music managing to slip through the cracks of their flat and echo down the snow covered balconies. — There’s a certain warmth that Christmas brings to the otherwise cold December month. 

Yet you’re shivering. Pulling the big sweater tighter against your body, you desperately inhale its scent. Disappointed, you withdraw from the dark cotton with a small sigh. It had been three long years, and the piece of clothing no longer smelled like him. Even this had moved on, so why couldn’t you? Why did you cling to something that no longer existed, why did your mind linger within the past. 

Most importantly. Why did you force yourself to relive this day? Every year for three years. 

Your phone is cold as your fingers grasp it, its bright screen light momentarily blinding you. Blinking the intrusion away, your thumb immediately begins scrolling, stopping only when you reach his name. — “Yeonjun <3” 

And though you had changed it back to his name, even removing the picture of him next to his number, it somehow felt final to delete the little heart. So you let it stay. The small symbol made the heart inside your chest clench uncomfortably. Your eyes flicker over to the time by the far left corner. 00:05. 

On this day, every year for three years, you faced the same decision. To continue to linger in the past, but to preserve your already fragile heart. Or to take a leap of faith, and put everything you’d been trying to mend at risk. — On this day, every year for three whole years, you had chosen the first option. 

You think that tonight might be different. You hope. But for what, you don’t know. — Inhaling the sweater once more, your eyes light up. Perhaps you had finally gone crazy, perhaps you missed him so much that your own senses had begun lying to you. But you were almost certain you could smell the deep aroma of his cologne. The scent fills you with a sense of melancholy. 

Your fingers brush over the soft fabric, imagining how it used to look on him. Sometimes, your thoughts felt real, so real that you could reach out and touch him, but he would never notice you. No matter how hard you tugged on his arm, how harshly you shoved his chest. You would never get as much as a single response from him, reminding you that this was all just, a figment of your imagination. 

But you do not want Yeonjun to live on in your mind, as nothing more but history. You want Yeonjun to be your present, to be your future. — It was why you, for the first time in three years, pressed the call button. With trembling hands, you bring your phone to your ear, listening as it rings. You close your eyes, hoping to hear his voice once more, wishing that he would understand. Does he know? 

Does he know that today is December 3rd? 

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