#vav smut

[soobinskii]

UP ALL NIGHT(CLUB) OVERVIEW.

"drunk on the atmosphere"

this is going to be a very long fic containing the following : drugs, alcohol, smut, fluff, angst, funny, idolxreader AND idolxidol, random idols, possible sensitive topics (death, illness, mental heath issues.)

i will update the warnings as i go...

this fic is a soobin x reader (for now) based on the old jackson wang party fics with a twist. there's going to be drama, breakups, hard times. it's going to be more realistic. (aka wattpad fanfic, party, non-idol!au)

it takes place in present day, south korea. weed is legalized in this au. this fic may have some futuristic / cyberpunk themes.

in this fic idols may play different roles, they could still be celebrities, maybe another type of celebrity, they could be usual citizens with a 9-5 job, or anything inbetween.

this is not actually how i view the idols, this is just how i write them. they may act out of character or not up to their personality. i'm just writing out of imagination. (i'm not a shipper, the idolxidol relationships are just for the plot)

character roles (ongoing) :

drug dealers :

- seonghwa, hongjoong, mingi, yunho, wooyoung. (ateez)

- johnny, jaehyun, yuta, taeyong. (nct)

- intak. (p1harmony)

- vernon, soonyoung {hoshi}, seungcheol {s.coups}, minghao {the8}, jihoon {woozi}. (seventeen)

other possible love interests :

- someone from txt, ateez or svt (may stay as soobin)

party throwers :

- jackson wang (got7)

- matthew {big matthew} (kard)

— progress : chapter one finished. | chapter two in the works..

finishing notes : sorry ! i've never written a fic overview before. lmk if i should add anything or if you'd like to know about my headcanons for someone ^^

[miagwynwrites]

Genre: smut

Pairings: lee geumhyuk x female reader

A/N: I really wanna write for vav again but I suck at this fic stuff but I crave this man omg so here’s a lil thingy hehe EDIT: THIS WAS EMBARRASSING TO WRITE I AM GIGGLING :3 🦬

The room was loud with the noises of your breathing and skin against skin. Your thighs pushed against your stomach as your husband pounded into you like a jackhammer through concrete. It felt like slow motion, the way his cock rammed inside you kissing your cervix and pulling away leaving you wanting more, feeling every inch of his cock push and pull around your cunt.

“My pretty flower.” Geumhyuk moaned softly as he tore up your guts. “You’re so so gorgeous like this. Such a good girl for me.” Your eyes rolled back at the praise as your hands grabbed the sheets on either side of you. Geumhyuk pushed your thighs closer to your stomach with each stroke. It was getting harder to breathe so after letting him know he let you lower your legs. “Sorry, I got a little carried away you just look so cute and breedable with your legs above your head I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Geummie baby,” you choked out your legs feeling limp against his thighs. He rested both his hands on either side of your head his body above you, his beautiful brown eyes piercing through you. “I love you so much oh god.” You blurted out feeling your orgasm drawing near.

“I love you too y/n, I wanna fill you up so full of my seed. I want you to carry my babies oh you’d look so beautiful with a big round belly. Just knowing that I made you a mother would drive me crazy. Baby I could fill you so full of cum and you’d take all of it. I know you would you always do. You’re such a good girl, you’d be an amazing mother please let me fill you up.” At Geumhyuk’s request you felt your thighs start to shake. He slowed down his cock pushing inside you even more than you thought possible.

Geumhyuk’s hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead, his abs were sweating, his tattoos on his arms were shining. You grabbed his arms and squeezed digging your finger nails into his skin.

“You wanna mark me don’t you baby. Are you close? I can feel the way your cunt hugs my cock. Let’s cum together hmm? I wanna fill you up, wanna give you kids so bad.” As he sped up your thighs shook around him. Arching your back off the mattress you threw your head back onto the pillow. The thought of your husband cumming inside you without a condom and getting you pregnant just made your orgasm come closer and faster. He wanted you to be a mother? He wanted you to be full of his seed? Carry a baby inside you and become a mother? He really wanted to be a daddy? You had talked about this a lot as he was always bragging about how good of a mother you’d be but the thought driving him wild was so attractive to you. What he wanted and how he was going to do it.

You had stars in your eyes when he told you to look at him. Stars and hearts and glitter, jeez you were so so over the top, head over heels in love with your husband and you would do anything to make him happy and you knew full well he’d do the same. Geumhyuk’s thrusting slowed and became sloppy, his breath hitched, he leaned closer to you as he whispered all the things you loved to hear. About how much he loved your body no matter what size you were and how he couldn’t wait to dive in between your thighs just to make you cum over and over.

“My pretty wife and her pretty body and pretty pretty pussy.” He growled in your ear his lips now marking up your neck sucking and biting at the skin.

“Geummie I- I’m so close!” You squeaked. Your hands pulled away from his arms and ran through his hair. He smashed his lips into yours his thrusting speeding up again. You both moaned, his face buried in your neck. He pulled away and curses fell from his lips. You were both so close you just needed to push him over the edge. “Please Geummie baby, give me your babies please. I wanna feel your cum all the way inside me pretty please baby.” You choked out.

That was all he needed as you felt hot ropes shoot out coating your walls with his sticky yogurt. You both screamed, exchanging curse words. You came, your thigh shaking around Geumhyuk’s waist. Chanting “fuck” and “I love you” over and over as your cunt pulsed around his cock. You felt him twitch inside you as the last of his seed filled you up. Without even pulling out he collapsed on top of you his head falling against your soft breasts, his breathing tickled your nipples. Your hand came up to gently pet him on the head.

“Thank you y/n. Thank you for being my wife and just everything. I love you so much, you did such a good job my pretty flower.” You smiled and he rose up and when he pulled out the sounds that followed almost made you cum a second time. You wanted to sleep but your husband wasn’t done making you feel good. Wasting no time he pushed your thighs apart and dove down his tongue lapping up your juices like a thirsty dog. The way his tongue and teeth licked and pulled against you skin oh he was fully making out with your pussy lips and boy did it feel amazing. So amazing your thighs squeezed around him but he grunted before stopping.

“Keep them open for me pretty. I’m not done making my wifey feel good. You deserve to cum again don’t you think. Just close your eyes and Daddy will take care of you.” You hummed your hand reaching for the strands on his head. “Gonna make you feel so so good. I love you.” He hummed before his tongue disappeared inside your walls again.

[kinkyvav]

St. Van would be the type to have a size kink

[emeraldbabygirl]

new fic idea that if anyone wants to steal cause I like it, it's neat :) sex tape or live stream with an idol but they don't want to reveal who they are so they take you to some random hotel somewhere and they wear a mask that covers their whole face and anything else that could identify them but you're completely bare cause they want it like that and they never talk and you do all the talking and moaning and it just fuels them or maybe they make you wear one of those pretty masks over your eyes uwu. Maybe if they do talk it's always at a whisper and right in your ear oh boy I love this idea, it would be fun to write. I suppose it could be for anyone tho doesn't have to be an idol I was just thinking of an idol when I thought about this teehee

Also if anyone does steal this and write a lil thing please tag me I wanna read it please!

[lilyrennifer]

Always feel free to request! 😁

Please click HERE before you do for more information! Thank you! 🥰

💛St. Van

Nothing So Far

♥️Ace

Nothing So Far

💜Ayno

Nothing So Far

💚Jacob

Nothing So Far

🖤Lou

Nothing So Far

💗Ziu

Nothing So Far

💭Asks

Ace Kinks

[mileyjassie]

✧:･ﾟ.✧ *:. E N G L I S H M A S T E R L I S T :･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

(f) fluff | (a) angst | (sg) suggestive | (s) smut

ATEEZ

➪ Hongjoong

> "Cafuné" (f)

> "MyOhMy!" (s)

BTS

➪ Taehyung

> "𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙰𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> 1'𝙼 𝙹𝚄57 4 𝙶4𝙼3

> "𝚂𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎" (𝚏)

SEVENTEEN

➪ Hoshi

> "𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜" (𝚏)

> "𝙿𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁" (𝚏)

> ασφαλής"safe" (𝚏)

SEUNGYOUN (WOODZ)

> "𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗' 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍" (𝚊)

> "𝙼𝚟𝚗𝚐.𝙾𝚗!" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

> "(𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢) 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎!" (𝚊)

IKON

➪ Bobby

> "𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜" (𝚏)/(𝚊)

> "𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚏" (𝚏)

NCT

➪ Taeyong

> "Paint me." (f)/(sg)

VAV

➪ Ayno

> "𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚖𝚎?" (𝚏)/(𝚜𝚐)

VICTON

➪ Sejun

> "𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜?" (𝚊) / (𝚏)

[seokmattchuus]

Optional Bias Masterlist

💜 - suggestive 🖤 - smut 🩵 - fluff 🩶 - angst 💚 - sad 🩷 - comedy

Tamed (Drabble) 🖤

Façade (Not posted on my blog, but I wrote it, and I’m proud gdi, okay ;-;) 🖤

Friends (Drabble) 🩵?

? (Drabble) 💜

Regrets (Drabble) 🩶?

Sober 🩶

Enough 🖤

Off-Script 🖤

[kpopcookie0813]

SMUTS

This section will be where I put all the spicy stories.

NCT

WAYV

THE BOYZ

GOT7

BTS

SEVENTEEN

TXT

ENHYPHEN

SB19

BOYSTORY

ATEEZ

TREASURE

EXO

MONSTAX

PENTAGON

STRAYKIDS

EPEX

P1HARMONY

SHINEE

ACE

AB6IX

ASTRO

BAE173

VICTON

VAV

MCND

TNX

XDINARY HEROES

IKON

RIIZE

XIKERS

SF9

ONEUS

DKB

8TURN

WEI

E'LAST

UP10TION

ZB1

BOYSTORY

CRAVITY

TEMPEST

&TEAM

BE:FIRST

VERIVERY

ACTORS

SOLOISTS

[emeraldbabygirl]

FINALLY AFTER 84 MILLION YEARS OF IT SITTING IN MY DRAFTS I FINALLY READ IT OMG I LOVE IT WHEN HE GETS THE PHONE AND IS SO EXCITE OH MY GOD. I remember reading the very first part it was so sexy oh my god and the dressing room part oh god fuck I love this thank you for writing this series even if it isn’t finished. It’s my fav series on here 🥺💕💕💕💕

12 Days of Demon Ayno - Day 12 (18+)

Supernatural AU

Pairing: demon! Ayno (Noh YoonHo) VAV / Female reader

Genre: Fluff / Smut

Warnings: Cussing, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex (be safe!)

Word Count: 2752

AU: Ok. TMI: I suffer from depression which means that I either can’t stop writing, or can’t make myself write…which is why it takes me forever. And sometimes I have writing ADD (well, I have that too…) and I can write 100 words on 5 different things, but not 500 words on one thing. I’m so sorry. Really. 

This should have been done in Dec of 19. It was finished in June of 20. I’m not sure anyone is still reading this. Is anyone here? If so, and you want me to keep going, send me a message. You can send anon. If you’re still here, thank you. Really- thank you.

Demon Ayno: Summoned, Thanksgiving, 12 Days: Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9 | Day 10 | Day 11| Day 12 | NYE | Lunar New Year

On the 12th Day of Christmas: You & Ayno Brought Each Other Joy

The week leading up to Christmas had been bliss. With the exception of a few social obligations, you’d had absolutely nothing planned- leading you to spend your days in pajamas and lazing around on the couch and in bed with Ayno. It was just like when he had arrived in October- not having to be around anyone else or pretend to be human had allowed him to revert to bad-boy demon mode and it had pretty much turned into an eight day fuck fest. It had been a whole week of pure indulgence- the words “no” and “stop” never fell from your lips, but you had uttered plenty of “yes”, “more” and “don’t stop”. It was a good thing you didn’t have to go back to work until after New Year’s Day and it was turtleneck season, because your neck was a patchwork of purples and magenta, and your inner thighs were bruised beyond belief…you felt like you existed in a permanently blissed out state.

It wasn’t the only thing you did: You braved the cold to go see White Christmas on the big screen, and again to go to the Christmas carol sing-along at the college. You had been suckered into attending a cookie exchange, and although baking was still a disaster for him, Ayno cheerfully made the dough but left the actual baking of the cookies to you…and you left the eating of the cookies you brought back home to him.

Your favorite thing by far was all the moments when you just cuddled and enjoyed each other’s company in comfortable silence; or the opposite when you talked endlessly to each other about everything. But either way, you were always wrapped in Ayno’s arms- often snuggled against his chest, breathing in the spicy earthy smell that was uniquely his.

You passed on going to your mom’s house for Christmas Eve- you were unwilling to leave Ayno at home, but you weren’t sure they were all ready for each other after the Thanksgiving fiasco. Instead you opted to spend the afternoon in the kitchen with him, drinking wine and cooking dinner, stealing kisses, and laughing uncontrollably as he would break out into random dances to Christmas carols on the radio.

The two of you went through a whole bottle of wine while you cooked plus another entire bottle of wine at dinner, and it caught up to you around 10 as you were laying on top of Ayno, who was gently rubbing your back as you watched “While You Were Sleeping”. Your eyes grew heavy, and you felt Ayno pick you up and carry you to bed. He climbed in and spooned up behind you, placing soft kisses on the back of your neck, and wrapping his strong arms around you.

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[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

I want to ease back into writing so I’m going to reopen requests but only for 3 groups that are my main focus right now! I write smut and fluff, here is my masterlist  please check that before sending a request!

Requests open for:

- Ateez

- Seventeen 

- VAV (without Baron now)

I’m only accepting a few for each to get back into it all!

[sorri-kun]

Meet the author!!

Hello! Most of you might know me from my other account @foxilsdenn . If you don't, here's my introduction!

Hello! My name is Foxil and I write male for male reader fics! I'm open to any requests but this accounts main focus will be IFFABB(I Fell for a Biker Boy).

I'm Blasian(Black and Korean) and I was born and raised in Australia. Recently I moved to the US for personal reasons, and I love it so far.

I'm currently in high school studying Japanese as a 3rd language. My favorite colors are dark Blue, maroon red, and midnight black.

What I write: kpop x male reader, kpop x kpop, kpop x gender neutral reader, male x male/gender neutral reader

Genres: smut, fluff, anything else

More about me

Kpop enthusiast

Groups I stan are

NCT all units (5), NU'EST, Xdinary Heroes, Stray Kids, MAMAMOO, P1Harmony, EXO, VAV, GOT7, BlockB, The Rose, ASTRO, Cravity, MCND, SuperM, DAY6, ATEEZ, 8TURN, The Boyz, SUPER JUNIOR, SHINee, TXT, Twice, Red Velvet, WayV, NMIXX, Everglow, X1, Enhyphen, 2PM, 2AM, New Jeans, XIKERS, Boys Next Door and ZB1

My ults are SKZ, TXT, ATEEZ, and ENHYPHEN

SKZ ult bias: changbin, I.N, Minho, Felix, Han

TXT ults: Yeonjun, Beomgyu, Heuning Kai

ATEEZ ults: San, Wooyoung, Seonghwa

ENHA ults: Sunoo, Ni-Ki, Jake

Other socials!

Spotify: Foxil is silly willy

Snap: yongbok.kie (display name: Blue/Azure)

Discord: m3oweacha

Works!

[IFFABB]

Fic requests!

None yet :3

Original work by Foxilswhispers, please dont translate without permission! Reblog and likes are greatly appreciated :3

@ 2023 | copyright | @foxilsdenn | @sorri-kun |

[emeraldbabygirl]

THE BUTT PUNS IM LAUGHING THIS IS SO FUNNY

Happy Birthday @emeraldbabygirl Day 10

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[lilyrennifer]

If I where do do a Group x Reader story, where y’all would help me pick who Reader ultimately ends up with, would you be down for that?

[ultkyu]

૮₍ ˶ᵔ ˕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა . about me !

♡ puzzle piece - nct dream 3:47 | peachie . he/they/she ♡ horizon - the boyz 3:30 | '01 liner ♡ made for two - vav 3:33 | adhd/autism . intj-a . aquarius ↑ . sagittarius ❂ . scorpio ○ ♡ one day at a time - ateez 3:23 | usa . english/korean/learning japanese (hiragana is okay!)

૮₍ ˶•᷄ ˕ •᷅˶ ₎ა . dni/byi !

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♡ #2 | I do not write smut. I write sfw bulleted headcanons, small blurbs/drabbles, and will very occasionally post a full-length fic! asks will normally be turned into one of the first two.

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[sweetsweetkpop]

2:41am

Genre: smut

Rating: 18+

Au/Tropes: Established Relationship

Pairing: Ayno x gender neutral!reader

WC: 313

Sexual Warnings: Mirror sex, Public sex, Fingering, Implied Creampie

Notes: I’m still up and have nothing better to do, so have this. Also this is my first time writing for VAV! So enjoy!

One of your favorite past times was being in the dance studio when your boyfriend was there.

You love watching Ayno dance. You had to admit that the man was talented and you loved telling him how good he was at it too.

It always brought a smile to his face and it was so contagious that it made you smile. It was cute.

But then he took his shirt off, it wasn’t so cute anymore.

You know he could feel your eyes on him and you weren’t trying to hide it. You wanted him to put his attention back on you and you knew it worked when he stopped after some minutes and walked over to you.

His eyes gave you a look and it didn’t take long for both of your hands to be all over each other. Neither of you had any concern of one of his friends coming in since it was so late and he was the only one who usually stayed late and closed.

So clothes started to fly and you felt his long fingers inched closer to touch you. Fingers slipping inside of you, stretching you well and swallowing any of your moans. Once he thought you were stretched enough, he turned you around to face the mirror, rubbing himself against you before pressing inside.

He made you watch yourself as he had you pressed against the mirror, your breath fogging then mirror as you moaned. You glanced up at the reflection seeing his face twisted in pleasure as he fucked you faster.

You could feel your orgasm approaching, feeling his body lean over yours. His hand reaching up to grab your chin to have you look at him through the mirror and the look in his face with the matching thrust of his hips had you coming undone quickly, with Ayno not too far behind

[mileyjassie]

"𝖂𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕬𝖈𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖙 𝕸𝖊?"

Pairing: Ayno (VAV) x reader

Genre: Suggestive (but pretty romantic tho)

Word Count: 4K

Synopsis: You're afraid of start loving someone you know nothing about, but he will show you that he's not that different from you. Remembering that English is not my mother language so sorry for any mistakes

You shouldn't be there, you didn't like it, you didn't like the place and didn't like the people.

It would be normal to see yourself in your house looking at the mirror before going to sleep and then going to bed, but by coincidence you decided to go, and by coincidence you saw him that night. You would not speak to someone like him, you would not approach for personal reasons but not by prejudgement. But by coincidence, that time, that one time, you sat with him, and he sat with you. It was an exception, just that one time.

He was different, he was really different from you. Curiosity could soon be discovered in your watchful eyes. His dark hair hid the sight of his eyes, but by the pool of that house sometimes when the lights danced above you, you could see a spot of light hidden in his well-designed eyes. The way he looked at you was different from the way others looked at him.

He had seen something in you, something that seemed clear. But you couldn't understand what was holding you to that person. What drew you so much attention? His appearance was already peculiar, it was already something to become personal, so you knew it was not his appearance that got you sitting next to him for so long.

— Did I get your attention? ... — He asked quietly, discreetly, even if the party around didn't ask for it. You almost saw a nice smile come out of the corner of his mouth, but it didn't happen anyway. — It usually happens ... did I scare you? ...

— You didn't scare me, I don't think you're scary ... You look like that because you like it more, it doesn't scare me.

He remained silent and calm, moving minimally for any gesture. It would be a risky bet to characterize him as shy, but you kept thinking it was, for you it was a good guess that maybe some others would not agree.

— What caught your attention about me? ... — He asked in the same tone, but you couldn't look at him for much, the lights were dim, he could hide his gaze, but he didn't feel like he was doing it.

— I'm trying to find out ...

He nodded slightly, without complications. It seemed unhurried, as if the night was long enough to pass the time there.

— Are you curious?

You watched him a little, stating.

— I'm a little curious about you ...

— If I let you get close to me, would you like to know about me? ... — His voice came out more firmly, a direct question that stuck in your mind. His voice echoed a little more, making you a little lazy, you ended up answering low after.

— I'm not sure I know how to do this ...

His hands slid on the floor, pulling himself a bit closer.

— Do what?

— To be close someone ... — You said shyly but loud enough, so he wouldn't notice your traces of shyness. — I don't know much about it ...

His head dipped a little, paying attention to the movements of your mouth to help to understand a little against the beats that echoed in the speakers scattered around the party.

— You shouldn't be here ... isn't?

You didn't answer, but waited him to continue.

— You don't need to feel alone ... I shouldn't be sitting here either ... — He fell his head, his bangs danced without losing every gesture he made, it seemed to be all on purpose, but when you saw his eyes exposed, you realized he was purer than you thought he would be.

This boy was so soft that his clothes seemed to lose all of his real meanings.

The darkness was so comforting that the surrounding light began to bother you. However, it continued to slide to where you were in the same order as always, and you ended up regretting your thoughts every time his face brightened and you could memorize all the exposed features of his face.

Then he smiled.

When that happened, you forgot that you could be far away. When his smile appeared, that person you would like to see far from you ended up mesmerizing you and making you fall into his charms.

Was he an angel? Was he so beautiful all this time? ... Why did you think to keep him away from you?

For you, an angel wouldn't have black, peeled nails like he did. An angel would not have tattoos on his hands showing the boldness of a mysterious young man as he showed himself to be. He wouldn't wear black clothes or piercings, nor would he have dark, intense eyes like the ones he had.

You were silent, looking at the brilliant water of the pool, only adorned by a light blue sky.

— Among all these people, you are here with me, even scared ... That's cool ... I would like to be talking to you if we were not anyway... — He said between pauses, quietly, sometimes pressing his lips, but you didn't know well what it meant. — Thanks for staying with me.

— I'm not scared. — You said it again.

His attention turned towards you, looking at your form from the corner of his eyes.

— Come with me...

You bent your head, so he stood up extending his hand to you.

— Would you accept me?

You took his hand and he helped you to stand up, not letting go to hear your answer closer.

— Come with me ... — He lowered his head to speak close to your cheek.

— Where would you take me? ...

— Not far. I don't want to do anything different, don't think too much, just look around ...

You looked around, seeing young people having fun with each other everywhere, some groups, some friends, some couples.

His face turned back to yours, but he didn't do anything, he stayed that way.

— I want to stay with you tonight. — He murmured, his sweet voice preventing my desire to look anywhere else. — So come with me.

He held your fingers, pulling you slowly just to allow time enough to you deny it, but that didn't happen anyway. You followed him, paying attention to his face, extremely curious.

Habits that you had never made, decisions that you never would have made, you ended up forgetting these things. No, you haven't forgotten them, you just left them aside.

It was just a distant wall, where the lights didn't shine, where there were no eyes. There was nothing different, and it was there that he touched you, hiding you with his body.

The night was cold, but your hands were warm enough with the situation you was in. Your cheeks were flushed with his eyes meeting yours.

He didn't touch you at first, he just got a little closer, lifting his hands up to your neck, sliding his cold fingers through the strands of your hair, resting on the back of your neck.

You held his clothes in your hands, without strength, but it brought him closer. His head lay down until it reached your face, his bangs brushing against your skin.

You closed your eyes, which were already a little heavy, feeling his lips pressed against your cheek, going to the other one leaving one same kiss there. You opened your eyes, a little impressed by it, receiving a friendly smile from him. Then you felt a tender squeeze on the back of the neck, feeling his lips on your forehead.

His eyes met yours again, but this time his smile remained there, a little lighter, but there.

— I will ask the question again ... Answer me in good tone ... — He slid his thumbs around your neck, like a harmless caress, but the cold rings he wore send you shivers in a matter of seconds through your body. — Would you stay with me tonight? ...

You held his wrists, feeling the thick texture of his clothing.

— There would be no denying ...

— Just tell me again ... in the right way ... — He brushed his nose over yours, not getting any closer.

— I want you to stay with me, so please stay with me tonight ...

He confirmed with satisfaction, letting out a smile again at one time or another as he smoothed his hands around your neck.

— It's gonna be a pleasant evening ... — He murmured, closing his lips to rest them on yours silently.

[...]

You stared at him while he stopped in front of you with a confused expression.

— What makes you think so deeply that I'm different from you?

You didn't know how to answer.

— Why can't you accept me?

— I can't just trust you that much.

He looked upset but not hurt by what you said.

— I know you wouldn't have done this with anyone, I know that, don't think these things ... — He seemed to try to explain himself, even without needing to, he was attentive and careful and he still tried to avoid misunderstandings even when you offended him. — I know you wouldn't kiss anyone else like you kissed me ...

You avoided his eyes quickly when felt the embarrassment restraining your movements.

— It's so hard to think that it was the same to me? ... That I happened to make an exception just that time? ... Why it is different only for you?

You bit your lip, you didn't want to offend him, but you couldn't defend your thoughts without doing so.

He frowned, this time breaking your heart with the disappointment draining from his eyes.

— Can't you really accept me?

— I-It's not that way.

He was silent, watching you briefly before leaving without saying goodbye.

— I thought you wouldn't regret it.

You saw him leaving and don't looking back, you feeling a certain lack of his presence.

[...]

Everything was dark, it was late, everything was silent, so you was afraid before you saw him.

— Why were you walking around alone? It's so late, you know it's dangerous ... Don't scare me like that ... — You said a little low and sleepy, seeing him so late at night had scared you, without any warning of his arrival.

— I wanted to visit you, I wanted to see you ... despite that, I feel sorry for bothering you, I'm sorry for not thinking twice ...

— I can't imagine what you would like to talk to me at a time like this ...

The murmurs stopped slowly, an awkwardness being built in the air as only breaths could be heard.

He was looking good, he should have stayed on the street until that moment, strolling around. You could feel the perfume exhaling from the boy from where you were, you tried not to get closer the boy to feel more of his fragrance.

His mouth opened for a moment, it quickly caught your attention, then he proceeded in whispers.

— If you want me around ... Why don't you have the courage to tell me? ...

You were quiet, organizing the thoughts that flew in search of answers. He didn't wait for you even if he still didn't hear anything from your mouth.

— If you had called me ... said you wanted me with you, I would have come after you without doubt... — He approached, enough so that you could see his eyes. — Am I still the problem? ...

You pressed your fingers together, don't wanting to answer him directly.

— Did you ... have you been drinking before you came here? ...

He closed his eyes, patiently denying.

— I just came ...

You noticed his melancholic tone, a little discouraged, so you decided to leave the insecurities aside to actually talk to the boy in front of you.

— Yoonho ...

When you said his name out loud, you felt something different when you heard it leave your own mouth. His eyes lifted towards you quickly, attentive and intense, it seemed to be something intimate to hear his name coming from you.

— I don't think you're the problem because ... — I pressed my lips together. — Because I think you're beautiful ... You're ... more beautiful than I thought you were ...

He listened without moving a single finger, but his expression softened when he heard that statement.

— I didn't want to hurt you, nor make you think that I regret having stayed with you at that party ... — You commented low, trying to find any sign under that long, smooth bangs if his.

— So ... — He interrupted you, curious but subtle, he always knew how to stay in his place, like a good boy. — What is holding you back? ... What could prevent you from approaching me? ... Fear?

You sighed.

— I told you before that fear is not what I feel for you.

— Not that fear. — He took two steps forward, still keeping some distance. — Fear of me being different ...

You remained silent, receiving those words with emphasis echoing in you thoughts. Then you realized that you was a little surprised to hear the truth coming out of his mouth.

He didn't expect an answer from you. He looked at the floor, smoothing his hands between his fingers, catching your attention to his tattoos and rings.

His hands seemed to be soft, his fingers were long and his nails were cut perfectly, but they seemed to have been painted for a long time ago, due to the peeling nail polish.

His hand moved up his arm timidly, landing on the curve of his neck, gently pulling the ends of his hair behind his ear.

His piercings were finally seen, your attention being especially on the earrings that occupied the pinky skin of his ear.

He knew you was paying attention on him. He wanted this, he wanted to see how you were watching him. How you admired him.

You closed your lips and opened it a few times, unable to make the sound in your throat come out on the first try.

— You...

His gaze lifted quickly, but remained in the same position, crossing his other arm in his body to hold his waist, as if he were hugging himself because of the cold.

— Do you want to spend the night here?

He remained silent, letting his hand on his neck fall on his shoulder.

— Are you inviting me to stay? ... — His voice came out light and hopeful, only that was able to make your body tense.

— Yes. I prefer you to stay. Sleep here tonight.

— Are you sure?...

You agreed, stepping away from the couch a little.

— You can sleep here, it is safer for you wait the day to come.

— Thanks for worrying about me ... — He smiled with his mouth closed, looking away.

You agreed, going to the bedroom to get a sheet for him.

You took a thick, soft sheet, hoping to please the boy with dark clothes. When you returned to the room only lit by the light outside the balcony, you saw the boy already barefoot and sitting on the sofa, hugging his legs with his back on the arm of the sofa, looking to the side, perhaps nowhere in particular.

You approached the sofa slowly, but the boy didn't look at you, he lowered his head, hiding his face on his knees.

You waited standing, silent, until you felt the corage to sit in front of him.

You left the sheet aside.

— You're sad?...

He raised his head, laying in his arms, looking at the floor. He slightly denied it.

— If I spend the night here ... Will you remember me tomorrow? ... — He lifted his head, resting his chin on his arms. — Or will you just remember what I was wearing? ... What others will think ...

You looked down, shaking your head.

— There is no way to forget you ...

He smiled weakly, lowering his head a little. Upon hearing it, you soon searched for his face when you raised your head, not being able to see his face because of the dark and his long hair.

He dropped his head when he noticed.

— What are you looking for? ... — That soft voice appeared again, and that shiver circulated through your body.

— Your eyes. I can't see them ... — You said in the same tone, still analyzing him.

Gradually his hands slid down his legs, making a path to your hands that shaked a little with the unexpected touch.

— If you can't see my eyes ...

He took them to his face, making your fingers run through his skin and the root of his hair, combing the silky, soft strands of his locks back.

— It's because you don't want to.

You could see his face perfectly, his forehead, his eyebrows and his well-formed and open, dark and shiny eyes that were watching you deeply.

After that moment of silent observation he placed your hands on his knees, slowly putting his hands to the sides of your face, bringing you closer.

— Listen to me...

He commented in whispers, running his fingers in small, simple lines across your face and neck.

— I would undress myself for you ...

Such a comment made your fingers hold on his knees, scratching the fabric of his pants.

— Everything in my body. — He said without stuttering, he seemed convinced of it. — Just for you.

You was paralyzed, even so, he didn't expect an answer yet.

— If you wanted, I would take it all out ... — He looked at his clothes, you ended up looking together, following his gaze anywhere. — I would take off each piercing and ring ... one by one, each piece of clothing ... until nothing is left.

You felt your face heat up intensely, his fingers remained cold on your skin, sometimes curling up in your hair.

— If you asked me to, I would do it for you ...

His whispers remained soft, as if they were little secrets made only to you to hear.

— Now? ... Would you do that now? ...

He nodded slowly, looking at the pieces of your face, pulling you close from the back of the neck, his scent becoming more and more irresistible.

— I would throw all those pieces away ... Just so you could finally see me for real ...

— Ayno ... — You murmured. His eyes closed for a moment. — Would you do that now for me? Would you let me see you? ...

His hands expanded, holding the back of your head into your hair to join your lips to his. You grabbed his knees, accepting his kiss willingly, feeling his warm breath against your cheek.

His kiss lasted for a while, barely pulling his lips away to bring them back to yours, making you feel the contrast of his warm lips and the little could piercing pressed against your lower lip.

His lips moistened yours for a long, silent time, but he did not deepen in the kiss. He pulled away, leaving the tip of his nose to brush yours.

— Don't waste a second ... — He took his hands out of your hair, taking them to his ear, removing an earring. — Look at me...

Then he took off one after the other, without haste, until his ears were bare.

He looked at you a little.

— Do you want to do this for me? ...

You confirmed slowly, he brought his face closer, lifting his chin a little, then opening slightly his mouth.

He watched you remove the piercing from his lip, tilting his head a bit to the side when you did, looking into your eyes temporarily.

— What do you think? ... — He asked quietly, waiting for your approval.

You watched his features, making him hold his piercing with the other earrings to slide your hands under his hair, finding his warm ears hidden by the long dark locks.

You smiled.

— You look like an angel.

His eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up a little. He opened his mouth, but said nothing, ducking his head a little, but not so far as to be away from you.

You looked at him confused, sliding your fingers through his hair, combing them behind his head and ears. His eyes fluttered and then softened after the affection.

His cheeks turned red. His eyes closed and his eyebrows rose slightly. His fingers surrounded your wrist and his rings gave you a small thermal shock again.

— An angel? ... — He sighed, laying his face on the palm of your hand, making you melt with the gesture.

You stroked his cheek with your thumb, enjoying the feel of his fingers around your wrist.

— Yes ... the purest ...

His other hand ran backwards, leaving his piercings beside the small lamp without having to leave your hands, then bringing it back to hold your other wrist while you stroked his hair over the head.

He continued to feel it, opening his eyes when he felt the proximity of your face. You sealed your lips to his, this time only feeling heat from him.

Without separating from the kiss you let go of his fingers to hold one of his hands, sliding your nails across his skin until you removed the first ring, repeating this with the others.

You sucked on his lips, hearing a sigh.

His hands remained still in the air, even though you had already removed all his accessories.

You pulled away from his mouth, he stared at your face, looking for something that not even he seemed to know what.

You looked at his necklaces, he straightened up, hurrying.

— I will help you. — He commented a little more shy, bringing his bare hands to the back of his neck, but you wanted to be part of it anyway, approaching his neck to remove his necklaces on your own, his hands stopped automatically, waiting for you to finish.

You removed them, joining them with the rings and putting them next to the piercings behind him, next to the unlit lamp.

His breath hit your neck as you slowly came back. His body had laid down a little so that you could take his accessories to the others, but his knees remained glued to his body.

His torso was slightly curved, so that he could lay his head on the arm of the sofa where he was leaning before. You leaned, giving him space to stretch his legs more between yours, so that he could go down a little more and feel comfortable.

He lifted up with his elbows, searching for the proximity of your face again.

— Are you going to do this 'till the end? ... — he murmured quietly, enough to create a more intimate atmosphere.

You sat on his hip, trying to take his coat off his shoulders, realizing this he soon sat down, making the job easier, staying only with a sweater.

— You want me to do?...

He stated with some slight nods, caressing your cheek with his.

— I will ... but before that — You held his hands, kissing his hand's backs, paying attention to their tattoos. — I need to worship you a little more ...

His eyes followed his hands, watching each of his fingers being kissed and caressed, then you noticed that until then his hands which were so cold now were as hot as ever.

— Do you ... l-like my tattoos? ...

You stated with a murmur, continuing with the kisses.

— You are telling the truth?

You smoothed his nails with your fingertips, looking at his face after the question.

— I am.

— It's not a problem anymore? ...

— It was never a problem, Ayno ...

A smile escaped the corner of his lips, a sheepish smile.

— I'm feeling good ... — He held your fingers, squeezing your hand gently.

— Are you? ... — You asked, he confirmed.

— Because you're seeing me exactly the way I wanted you to do...

You met his attentive gaze, smiling along with his relieved expression.

— As you said ... I just didn't see you, because I didn't want to ... The problem was with me, after all.

He shook his head, lowering his face to yours, to kiss your mouth.

— It's nobody's fault, baby. — He raised his hand to the side of your face, drawing with his fingers up to your jaw. — You just need to trust me. — He lowered himself again to your face, meeting your lips again.

You let go of his hand, taking both of yours to his hair, pleasing him in the strands of his locks, listening to a contented sigh coming out of his throat.

One of his hands came to grab your neck, while the other landed on your back. His tongue moistened your lips, asking for passage to deepen the kiss, letting out a little whimper and making you both weak by the first intimate contact. You pulled his hair lightly with your hands, hearing another pleasant sound coming out of his throat.

You grabbed the hem of his sweater, just holding it for a moment, noticing the boy shivering all over.

You separated the kiss for a moment, letting one last peck before running your hands along the sides of his torso, sliding up in his thin waist until he removed the piece from his body.

You hugged his waist, sliding your fingers down his back, leaving some small kisses on his shoulder until the curve of his neck.

His head fell to the other side, giving full access to his neck, you took the opportunity to smell him, closing your eyes, almost bewitched.

His hands slid down your arms, kissing the area below your lobe, kissing your jaw, cheek and forehead.

You smiled when you felt his lips on your forehead and temple, keeping your eyes closed.

— Hm, yeah ... I missed that ...

— You did? — His voice came out lower, but he still smiled. You agreed, he continued. — You can have as much of it as you want ... — He kissed my head once again, hugging my neck.

You looked to the side, meeting his face, receiving another kiss.

— Do you accept me? ... — He murmured with his lips still near yours, giving some pecks.

You returned his gestures, removing the fringe from above his eyes, looking at him for a few seconds.

— I accept you. The way you are.