#yoonho smut

[seokmattchuus]

VAV Masterlist

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

Reaction to you having a wet dream 💜

Reaction to you whining from them teasing 💜

[mull3ts]

𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟖𝐭𝐡 | 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐃𝐎𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 & 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; Dean! Dilfs! Doyoung and Jaehyun know that sharing is caring

⚠ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Dean! Dilf! Doyoung and Jaehyun, Smut, Kun, Daddy Kink, degradation, a continuation to this

He was kidding, right?

Mr. Kim was kidding when he asked Mr. Qian to bring you to the Dean’s office when he was finished with you, wasn’t he?

“He wasn’t kidding, dear” Mr. Qian said smiling as he cleaned you up before escorting you to the Dean’s office where the Dean, Mr. Kim and the assistant Dean, Mr. Jung were always cooped up in. “Besides, you’ll have fun. I’m sure Mr. Kim will tell me how much fun it was, maybe he’ll even record it so he can show me later.”

Your cheeks flamed with hearing the last part making Mr. Qian smile to where his dimples showed, “Have a good break, love”. With that, he kissed you goodbye and basically shoved you into the Dean’s office, almost running into someone. “I- I’m sorry”

“Don’t be I just— What do you happen to be doing here right now, Miss Y/N?”

Oh, it’s Mr. Jung. 

“Mr. Kim wanted to see me?” you stated, palms beginning to sweat as Mr. Jung’s eyes shamelessly ventured your body. He began nodding, “I know, c’mon” 

He grabbed your wrist and led you down a hallway to a Mr. Kim’s enlarged office. Upon opening the door, you were met by a smiling Mr. Kim who was already staring at you. Mr. Jung shut the door behind him, chuckling at you anxiousness. 

Before you knew it, Mr. Kim was fucking you from behind, holding your arms behind you against his desk. And Mr. Jung on the other hand, told you the dirtiest things you'd ever heard. "Baby, you don't have to be shy. Let your daddies hear your moans"

Daddies, plural.

You heard Mr. Kim chuckle in amusement at the way Mr. Jung had his way with you. Mr. Jung smiled "That's it baby, there's your pretty moans. Such a nice slut for us, aren't you?". When Mr. Kim spoke, you could hear the smile in his voice as he reached for his phone. "C'mon, angel, say it. Say that you're a good slut for us,"

Trying your best to avoid Mr. Jung's gaze in order not to whimper and stutter even more than you already did, you spoke almost unintelligibly.

"I'm a good s-s-slut for my d-daddies"

𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭: @strangeduckvoid @dilfjsuh @krispysun  @rollypollypoing @bubudays @joh--pping @johnmarksbb   @changbinswifu @yutaalove @floweringtheflowers @huangvibez  ​@ncteaxhoe @elizabethanlady @heiressworths

[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.

[xofanfics]

Tempting

Pairing: Reader x Jaehyun

Genre: SMUT

Word Count: 3.1k

Summary: *REQUESTED* You don’t want to go to the company holiday party but you decide to go after alittle convincing from Jaehyun.

Jaehyun was the guy that everyone in the office wanted. Your coworkers would gush every single time he walked into the room. And he'd smile and wink. There was only one other man in your department. The only difference was that Matthew was already dating someone and he didn't pay any of the single women in the room any mind.

But you weren't interested in Jaehyun. Sure, he was attractive as hell, but you didn't want someone that everyone else was all over. It was a turn off and you didn't want anything to do with it.

After lunch, your friend Val said, “Are you coming to the company holiday party tonight?”

“I wasn't planning on it,” you said. “I made plans for tonight.”

It wasn't a lie. You were planning to get drinks with your friends from college tonight. It hadn't been your intention to go, especially not when last year’s party had been a disaster. There had been so many issues. The person who had been in charge of decorations completely forgot to place the order. And the caterer was missing some of the things you ordered. The night had been a success, but the logistics behind it all had been a pain in the ass. And your boss had the audacity to assign you to event planning just because you were an event planner prior to landing this job. But this year, you told him that you absolutely wouldn't do it.

Hopefully, this year wouldn't be a disaster.

Val nudged you. “Just come for a little while.”

“Yeah,” chimed in Jaehyun as he walked past your desk, “come to the Christmas party, Y/N… Don't miss out on all my hard work.”

You raised your eyebrows. “You helped plan it?”

He nodded proudly. “Yep.”

You chuckled. “That must mean it's a disaster waiting to happen...”

“Very funny.” He sighed. “Just stop by and have a drink. Show that pretty face, at least.”

You rolled your eyes. Jaehyun was such a flirt, always making comments, winking, and flashing that million dollar smile around. You weren't special though; you were sure there were plenty of other women he made the same comments to.

You said, “Fine. I’ll come for a little while.”

“Good,” he said. “I look forward to seeing you there.”

And with a wink, he was on his way. When he left the office, you and Val were the only ones remaining. Val looked at you with wide eyes.

You said, “What?”

“He just called you pretty.”

“So?”

“I don't think he's called anyone else here pretty…”

You shrugged. “Maybe that just means everyone else is ugly…”

You laughed, but Val didn't. Maybe it was a bad joke...

As soon as you walked into the venue, you thought of turning around. You were wearing a black dress and a pair of pumps to match. You felt overdressed but as you walked in, you realized you weren't; there were people in gowns. Some people liked dressing up and overdoing it. But you weren't that person. Not tonight.

You didn't see too many familiar faces. All of the company’s departments were present, for the most part. The creative team was only but so big. You scanned the room, praying to see a familiar face so that you wouldn't feel awkward.

Jaehyun spotted you before you spotted him. He came over to you, shooting you a flirty grin.

“Look who decided to show up,” he said.

“Yeah,” you said. “I figured I should make an appearance.”

“You look good.”

“Thanks. You look alright.”

He put his hand over his chest. “Wow. I'm hurt.” You shrugged and headed over to the bar to get a drink. Jaehyun, of course, followed. “You should get a sex on the beach.”

You chuckled. “Very funny.” You ordered a gin and tonic instead.

He laughed. “You go for the hard liquor, huh?”

“I'm going for a nice buzz.”

“Same,” he said, ordering a drink for himself.

The bartender handed you your drink with a smile. You took your first sip. It was stronger than you expected it to be.

When Jaehyun received his drink, he said, “Nice venue, right?”

You nodded. The venue was a lot nicer than the one you'd gotten last year. “It's nice.”

“My friend’s mother works for this hotel. She was able to pull a few strings from the higher ups.”

“Ah,” you said, taking another sip. “Connections.”

Jaehyun nodded. “Let's go socialize.”

“I think I can get along fine without you…”

“Did you come here just to hurt my feelings?”

You smiled. “Maybe.”

And you walked away, looking for your other team members. As you walked away, you looked over your shoulder to find Jaehyun smiling at you.

Two drinks later, you were definitely feeling it. You were having a better time than you thought you would. You were supposed to meet up with your college friends, but you decided you'd reschedule to have lunch tomorrow instead. They weren't that upset when you told them you weren't coming to the bar.

Your legs felt like jello but you stood. You weren't fucked up and you didn't feel like you had to throw up or anything, but you'd had plenty to drink. Val did, too. You couldn't tell how drunk she really was but you had an idea. Both of you were lightweights when it came to liquor. Neither of you could drink too much. Unfortunately, sometimes, you overdid it.

As you came out of the restroom, you ran into Jaehyun. He smirked, as always. But you returned his smile; this wasn't something that you did often.

“You look so good tonight,” he said.

“Do I look good other nights?”

Jaehyun nodded. “Yeah…”

Jaehyun was acting strangely. You were friends with him and he flirted with you often enough that it wasn't shocking. But there was something different about this.

He took a step closer to you. It was too close; you felt his breath on your skin, sending chills up your spine. “This dress is too tight,” he said, looking you up and down. To make matters worse, he bit his lip after he said it.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

He didn't break eye contact with you. He said, “I want to kiss you.”

You laughed nervously. “You're drunk…”

He didn't laugh with you. He shook his head. “I've always wanted to. It's not about me being drunk.” He cleared his throat. “I'm serious, Y/N.”

You said nothing. It was as if the words were frozen at the back of your throat, unable to come forward. Jaehyun studied your face for a few seconds. He was definitely serious about this. He wasn't serious often so you knew that he meant what he said.

He brought his hand to your face, cupping it. His hand was soft against your skin. Your face felt hot to his touch. Jaehyun leaned in, brushing his lips against yours for a quick kiss. He pulled away, looking at you once more before leaning in for another kiss. This kiss was longer and his tongue slipped into your mouth, sliding against your own tongue.

You became more aware of where you were. You were in the hallway, where anyone could see you. The last thing you needed was a scandal in the office. You pulled away first, looking around. The hallway was empty; everyone was inside the ballroom. You could hear the lift hum of the music through the closed doors.

“What's wrong?” he asked.

Your voice suddenly became weak. “What if...someone sees?”

“Do you want to go somewhere else?” he asked. “I had booked a room earlier…”

“Yeah.”

You couldn't believe you were agreeing to going with Jaehyun to his hotel room. What were you thinking? You weren't sure what you wanted to do exactly but you knew that you wanted his lips on yours.

He reached out for your hand and he took it as you walked with him toward the elevators. As soon as the elevator doors closed, he pushed you up against the wall and kissed you hard. Then he pulled away as the elevator came to a stop at the nineteenth floor.

You followed Jaehyun as he led you to his suite. He opened the door, pulling you in and closing the door behind you.

He started kissing you again, pulling you toward the bed. He pushed you down on it and you let him, excited for what was to come. It had been a while since you felt like this with anyone else.

As he started planting kisses on your collarbone, he said, “When’s the last time someone fucked you good?” You paused, taking a moment to think about it. “Seems like it's been too long. Don't worry, baby. I'll take good care of you.”

Breathless, you said, “Touch me…”

Jaehyun smiled and pressed his lips to yours. “So impatient...I'm going to take my time with you. It'll be worth the wait. Do you trust me?”

You nodded. Even though Jaehyun was a huge flirt, you did trust him. He was reliable, especially when it came to his work. And he always offered you a ride when you worked late. You didn't think about these things before. Did Jaehyun actually like you? Had you ignored all the signs?

“I trust you.”

“Good. I'll take care of you, baby.”

He parted your legs, taking care to kiss each thigh softly. Your dress was getting in the way, he thought. So he pulled it up, to your waist. You were wearing white lace panties. He pulled them down, seeing the wetness cling to them.

He said, “Wet already?” He took your heels off, carefully, before returning to your heated core. He placed his index finger on your clit, pressing into it hard. You couldn't help but let out a low moan. “Does this feel good?”

Soon enough he grabbed your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the bed. He got on his knees and pulled your dropping core into his mouth. His tongue attacked your clit relentlessly, in a swift motion that was too much for you to handle. You arched your back in pleasure.

His tongue made its way into your slit and he sucked, making you squirm. But he held you down so that you couldn't get away from him so easily. He sucked and nibbled but he wouldn't stop. To make matters worse, he slid a finger inside of you. And then another. You clenched your walls around his fingers as he pushed them in and out of you.

When he pulled his fingers out, he took them in his mouth even though they were covered in your juices. He sucked every bit of moisture from his long, lithe fingers. Seeing him do it made you throb harder. You needed him inside of you. You needed something more than just a tongue or finger. You needed him.

“Jae…”

“What is it? Are you getting impatient again? I told you I'm taking my time with you. Now let's get this dress off so I can see that gorgeous body.”

You didn't hesitate to sit up and pull your dress over your head. Jaehyun looked at you, taking in every inch of your body. He did this as he unbuttoned his pants and started unbuttoning his shirt. He sat down on the bed next to you, pulling you into his lap. Your lips met his immediately, your tongues colliding and fighting for dominance. He attacked your neck, sucking and nibbling at your sensitive skin. Your lips parted in pleasure.

Then he went downward, further and further. He kissed your chest, both your nipples, your stomach, and he even swirled his tongue into your belly button. You gasped, unable to handle this slow, gentle pleasure. You didn't want him to be gentle with you; you wanted him now more than ever. He began kissing your thighs and even kissed your feet. No one had ever taken this much care with you before. You were pleasantly surprised. But you burned with need for him. And you knew that he wouldn't give it to you so easily. Not just yet.

You helped him out of his unbuttoned shirt, pulling off the sleeves. And you pulled his undershirt over his head. His body was better than you expected. Following your gaze, he said, “You can touch me if you want…”

So you did; you touched his shoulders, his arms and chest. You got in his lap again. This time you could feel how hard he was from underneath you. You wanted to please him, so you pulled down his underwear. His cock was freed and you wrapped your hand around it. He was thick, just how you liked it. Jaehyun just watched as you bent down to take his cock in your mouth. You swirled your tongue on the head slowly, teasing. He let out a sigh as you took his length into your mouth, wrapping your lips tightly around him. He grabbed the back of your neck, gently pushing your head up and down.

“If you keep doing this I'm going to come,” he said, breathless, a few minutes later.

You stopped, looking up at him to meet his eyes. They were dark, full of lust and desire to pleasure you.

“Are you ready for me?” he asked, brushing your hair behind your ear.

You nodded. “Do you want me to get on top?”

He shook his head. “I’m going to fuck you. Not the other way around, love.” Hearing him say that turned you on more than anything. “Now be a good girl and get on your back for me.”

You were excited. Jaehyun really seemed like he knew what he was doing. It was driving you crazy. He was driving you crazy. You scooted upward on the bed, placing yourself up against the pillows. You were already a little wet with Jaehyun’s help, of course. You heard him putting on a condom, but you couldn’t concentrate. You were just ready to feel good.

He got between your legs, pushing them apart. He lined himself up with your entrance, using his hand to guide.

Your lips parted at the sudden pain. It had been a while since you last had sex so you weren’t used to being penetrated like this. Jaehyun said, “Does it hurt, baby?” Before you could answer, he leaned down to distract you with a kiss. You were no longer focused on the slight pain of penetration but on his mouth. He pushed into you slowly, wrapping his arms around you as he pushed in deep.

Your lips parted, a silent moan caught in the back of your throat. You wrapped your legs around him, pushing him deep inside you. You could feel every inch of him as you clenched your walls around him. Jaehyun groaned in your ear as he thrusted slowly into you.

“So fucking tight,” he whispered through clenched teeth.

With his arms still wrapped around you, he thrust into you hard, filling you up completely. With each thrust, he fucked you more deeply. You couldn't find words. The only sounds in the room were your moans that grew louder with each thrust and his low groans.

He ground his hips into yours, moving them around inside of you. You wanted him to get rougher with you. If Jaehyun being gentle felt this good you could only imagine what he felt like if he fucked you even harder than this.

“Jaehyun…”

“What is it, baby?” he asked, sucking on your neck. “Do you want more of me? Do you want it rough? Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you.”

He was still thrusting into you as he spoke. Your voice was shaky, but you said, “Fuck me harder.”

And with that, he slammed into you. You screamed out, pleasantly surprised. He slammed into you relentlessly, making you scream and moan for him. Jaehyun’s eyes met yours and he maintained eye contact with you. But you couldn't concentrate on his gaze. All you could concentrate on was the fact that he was about to make you come.

Jaehyun was enjoying every second of this; from your moaning to the fact that you were clawing at his back and whining from underneath him.

It all felt so good. He'd never been with a woman that felt as good as you. He'd never been with a woman that turned him on more than you. He'd wanted to approach you so many times but he didn't think you were into him. But, tonight, he knew that you weren't opposed to him at all. If you had been, you wouldn't have let him kiss you. Hell, he wouldn't be on top of you right now, fucking you senseless.

Your legs shook as you felt the pressure of Jaehyun moving against your clit. He could tell by your whines that the friction against your clit was what was making you crazy. So he rubbed against it, on purpose.

“God, baby, you feel so good.” You nodded, taking your bottom lip between your teeth, suppressing a moan. “Don't hold back. Be as loud as you want…”

He didn't have to tell you twice; you continued to moan as you felt your orgasm build up in your core. It wasn't long before your toes started curling and your legs began to shake.

He entangled his hands in your hair as he thrust into you deep. “Fuck, Y/N. Are you coming for me?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Don't stop.”

Your moans and his groans filled the room. You rode out your orgasm as he buried himself deep inside you, with your legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

Soon enough, he collapsed next to you. You heard his ragged breathing as he pulled out of you. You both got up, for you to go to the bathroom and for him to throw out the condom.

“You feel comfortable enough to use the bathroom with me here?” he asked.

You nodded. “You've seen me completely naked. This is nothing.”

You stood, flushing the toilet. He said, “You're right.”

He wrapped his arms around you, his naked body pressed to yours. “How did you like it?”

You looked up at him. “The best sex I’ve ever had…”

Jaehyun smirked at you as he took your hand and led you back to the bed that you two had made a mess of. “You wore me out tonight...” He laid down, pulling you on top of him. “You’re staying with me tonight, right?”

“If you want me to.”

“Of course I want you to,” he said. “We can have a second round in the morning. How does that sound?”

[emeraldbabygirl]

Ayno Period Sex

Genre: smut

Warnings/Kinks: you’re on your period but he still wants something so you let him thrust in between your thighs. That’s the warning because periods are gross but we’ll all still get horny and wanna smash, also sub Yoonho, also cringe

Length: short

You were laying in bed for the night with Yoonho cuddling behind you. His arms draped over your waist, his head in your neck. It was quiet which was nice until something woke you up. You listened to Yoonho shifting under the covers. He sighed. “Baby, what’s wrong you said half asleep.” Yoonho chuckled, “um, well..” Yoonho hesitated. “Baby I’m horny.” In the dark you felt Yoonho run his hands over your thighs and rub your butt. “Yeah, but I’m on my period.” Yoonho began kneeding your ass. “I don’t mind a little ketchup on my hot dog.” 

“Yoonho, that’s gross. We’re not having sex. You know I’m really sensitive on my period, also it would be too messy, especially in the middle of the night.” Yoonho whined, but babyyy” he whined. “No Yoonho.” You could tell he was pouting. He always did this when he never got his way, him being your baby boy it was normal but also you hated upsetting him. 

“I have an idea?” Yoonho questioned. You were still facing away from him him. “Shoot” you said. Yoonho ran his hands up to your cotton tee and slipped them under to massage your breast. He breathed next to your ear, his hot breath causing you to shudder. “Can I stick my dick in between your thighs?” You turned your head toward him, he couldn’t see but your eyebrows furrowed together. “What?” you asked confused. Yoonho sighed and grabbed your shorts pulling them down your thighs. He grabbed his dick and rammed it in between your thighs. You lightly gasped at his behavior. “Yoonho,” you exclaimed half shocked and half trying to keep a moan from leaving your lips.

“This is what I mean baby. I need friction and if I can’t fuck you because of your period than this is second best. I saw it in a hentai once. It was actually a really hot hentai, there was a sexy firefighter man and he was huge and the woman that had been childhood friends with him..” you laid there in confusion as Yoonho rambled on. “But she had no place to live so he let her stay with him..” your mind started to wander. You hated that you didn’t enjoy sex on your period but you hated even more that it upset Yoonho when he couldn’t do what he wanted either. This new idea of his swam in your mind for a bit. It might feel nice. “And so he was like thigh fucking her and she was loving it-” 

“Yoonho,” you cut him off, your face getting hot. “Yes baby?” Yoonho’s voice came out a little more excited than you thought it would. “Yoonho, um..we can try it. Just this once.” you said. You could tell Yoonho was grinning. Without a word he began slowly thrusting between your thighs. Your body rocked against his. He grabbed your hip with his hand, digging his nail into your delicate flesh. “Fuck, this feels almost better than your pussy.”  Yoonho grunted his hot breath fanning the back of your neck. “Yoonho, I’m offended.” you scoffed. 

“I’m sorry baby, you know how much I love fucking your tight pussy but my cock in between your gorgeous thighs and it’s so- fucking- hot” he paused in between each thrust his cock gliding so smoothly between your now moistened thighs. His breathing became heavy as he sped up. He stopped talking and focused on the task at hand. You were surprised that you actually kind of liked this. You enjoyed the way his hard cock felt between your thighs and you had to admit it was turning you on.

It was turning you on so much you wanted to reward Yoonho for making you feel good even if you were on your period. “Yoonho that’s enough.” you said. Yoonho stopped, his cock fully through to the other side, his balls resting against your thighs. “Did I do something wrong Mommy?” he asked starting to slip because of your tone of voice. He rested his hand on your thigh again and slowly drew small circles with his finger. “No baby, you didn’t do anything. Mommy just love this feeling so much that Mommy wants to make you feel good too. You grabbed his cock and started pumping it with your hand. To your surprise Yoonho lets out a growl. “Fuck!” is all Yoonho says while you stroke him. You’re even more surprised with how aggressive he becomes, gripping your thighs, harshly squeezing your breasts. 

“Yoonho, baby what has gotten into you?” you ask as his teeth bite into the skin of your ear lobe. “Shut up, just keep going fuck. C’mon Mommy, make your baby boy feel good.”

Annnnnnd that was all she wrote. I added a couple sentences on this one but there’s nothing much more to it and I think that’s a good place to end it uwu!

[excindrela]

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.

*          *          *

It was a little before two when you woke up cold and alone. You slipped out from between the covers and wrapping the throw blanket at the end of the bed around your shoulders, went in search of your demon and his unnatural body heat.

You found him- sitting on a blanket on the living room floor, knees pulled to his chest and his chin resting on them, gazing up at his beautiful glowing Christmas tree.

“Ayno? You ok?” you asked softly. He unfolded himself and opened his arms, beckoning to you with his hands. You went straight to him, letting him wrap his arms around you and pull you to lay on the floor with him. “Did I wake you?”, he asked as he placed a kiss on your forehead, “I was trying to be quiet.”

“No. I was just cold…and I missed you being next to me. I know the not needing sleep thing makes it boring just laying there.”

“I do not mind. I like looking at you when you sleep. You are so beautiful and peaceful. Sometimes I talk to you…”

“I’ve never heard you…”

He smiled and spoke in barely a whisper “I am very quiet. And I speak in my language so it will seem like background noise to you.”

You giggled, “What do you say? Are you telling me demon bedtime stories?”

He laughed lightly, “I do not think we have those…our stories are not the kind of thing that helps people sleep.”

“I don’t know…you seem to help me sleep…”

Ayno smiled and gave a slight laugh “That is not because I am telling you soothing stories, it is because I wear you out…” he said as he brought his lips to yours.

His kisses were achingly soft as he lifted you and slipped your shirt off over your head. You felt the cold sting your nipples to rigid attention. Ayno cupped your breast and let his thumb graze lightly over the bud as he lowered you back down to the blanket. His hands traveled down your sides and waist until he hooked his fingers into the waist of your pajama shorts and underwear so he could pull them off as he continued down your legs to your feet. He reached down and slowly ran his hands from thigh to ankle, and cupping your heel he brought your foot to his lips, delicately kissing the ball, arch and heel before bringing his lips to your ankle bone and beginning to leave a trail of kisses along your calf, the back of your knee, and up your inner thigh. You could feel his hands running soothingly up and down the outside of your leg as he went. You giggled as he nipped gently at your inner thighs “Mmm what are you doing No?” He smiled against your skin. “I am memorizing you. So even if I spent a thousand years in the circles of hell, I would still know every line and every curve.” He skipped over the place you most wanted him to touch and instead went straight to your other inner thigh kissing and nipping and working his way back down to your foot just as he had on the other side. After he had kissed each of your toes gently from biggest to smallest, he leveraged himself over you, and starting at your hip bone begin placing kisses in an arc just above your pubic bone before stroking his cheeks on your stomach, and ghosting kisses around your belly button. You ran your fingers into his hair, thumbs brushing over his temples and cheekbones as you breathed soft sighs of contentment. While you kept wanting Ayno to rough you up a little bit now and then, there was no denying that when he loved you gently you melted under his touch. His lips continued to explore your skin as he worked his way up your body, leaving gentle touches in the valley between your breasts, and then gently circling your mounds until he placed his hot mouth over your cold nipples, swirling his tongue and sucking. He ran his hands from your hips up your sides and breasts over your shoulders and down your arms until he reached your hands, threading his fingers between yours, and lifting your hands over your head. Ayno lowered his body and positioned himself at your entrance while still gently kissing your face and neck. He pushed himself inside at a slow steady pace, until he filled you completely. He stayed there, his body was flush with yours, creating as much skin on skin contact as possible. He pressed his cheek to yours as he continued kissing and sucking your neck and earlobe as he gently thrust into you at a steady pace. You closed your eyes, focusing on the incredible feeling of his weight on you, all over you, moving inside you. Wishing there was a way to get even closer, you wrapped your legs around his hips. Ayno lifted his head and kissed you passionately. He stayed close, nuzzling your nose with his, and lips still brushing yours and leaving fleeting kisses. When you opened your eyes to look at him, the tender look in his eyes caused your breath hitch. He looked deeply into your eyes with that soul penetrating gaze he had. “Thank you for keeping me. In all my years, nothing compares to these last weeks. Nothing even comes close.”   His words left you speechless, so you squeezed his hands and brought your mouth to his, hoping you could convey your emotions in the kiss. You felt his thrusts gaining speed and getting more intense. The familiar heat began to build in your belly, your toes tingled, stars appeared in your vision and you keened softly when Ayno hit the spot that made your legs start shaking and your whole-body jolt.  Your walls tightened around him as he took you over the edge. He slowed his pace, his hands squeezing yours tightly until he thrust into you one last time. He laid there and kissed you tenderly as his body softened and he could slide out of you without overstimulating you. 

 You had no idea how long you just laid there in each other’s arms just nuzzling and kissing, but Ayno’s bond with you told him you needed some after care. He wrapped you in your blanket before he padded off to the kitchen. He returned a few moments later, pajamas having magically reappeared on his body, with ice water and snacks- which he promptly began feeding you.

 “Do you want your present now?”, he asked, looking over at the tree, barely able to contain his excitement.

“It’s not Christmas yet!”, you laughed.

He pointed at the clock. “It is three hours past midnight. It is Christmas Day.”

Technically he was right, and he looked so hopeful.

“Ok,ok! Do you want yours?”

“I get a present too?”

“Of course you get a present! Did you really think I wouldn’t get you something?”, you said with mock offense.

He grinned. “Never got a present before! ...never celebrated Christmas before either. I did not really expect anything...already have you, so I consider myself spoiled anyway.”

If any other person had ever said that to you, you would have considered it the cheesiest fake line ever...but you knew Ayno meant it with utter sincerity.

He reached under the tree and pulled out a brown cardboard gift box

“You first!”, he said excitedly. “If you do not like it, tell me and I will fix it.” He seemed a little nervous. What kind of presents did demons give exactly? You undid the bow and cautiously opened the lid. You parted the tissue paper and pulled out a long, wide scarf that had been knit in an intricate open pattern out of soft cloud-like yarn in the most luscious color you had ever seen. “Do you like it?” he asked as he took it from you and began to drape it around your neck.

“Ayno, this is beautiful! …it’s so soft! …and the color is amazing…where did you get this?”

Ayno smiled shyly, “I made it for you.”

You sat staring at him with your mouth hanging open. “You made it???”

“Mmm-hmm. There is a shop downtown called “Knitch”. It is populated mostly with women who are nearer to death than not. They practice the old arts by using sticks and hooks to make things from fibers. I liked watching them. They noticed my interest, so they showed me how to do it…apparently I am clever with my hands. Do…do you like it?”

“I love it. It’s beautiful. I’ve never had someone make me a gift… I had no idea you could do this. I don’t ever want to take it off.”

He smiled proudly. “Now I will know you are warm when I am not with you. It is made from the hair of an alpaca and an angora rabbit, so we will have to clean it carefully.” He paused as he fluffed and adjusted it around your neck. “I am so relieved it pleases you…I was afraid you would not like it.”

 You took a small box out from under the tree. “I feel a little guilty about yours now. It seems so impersonal.”, you said as you somewhat reluctantly handed him the box.

Ayno’s face glowed as he turned the box over in his hands and ran his fingers over the foil paper. “So shiny! You wrap so well. I must learn this from you.” You expected him to rip into it with the fervor of a five-year-old, but he surprised you by carefully removing the tape at the seams and unfolding the edges. He lifted the paper away to reveal the gleaming white box with the holographic rectangle and number. He looked at it curiously before sliding the lid off and staring wide eyed at the object inside. He looked at you, and back at the box, a smile slowly spreading across his face. “For me??”

“Yes.”

“It is real? I may use it?”

You laughed. “Of course it’s real. And I got it so you could use it.”

He gently lifted it out and turned it over in his hands. “It looks just like yours! It even has the little apple on it!”

“Yes- we have the same model iPhone. But you have your own phone number. I hated that we had no way to get in touch with each other during the day, and well…it seems like you’re going to be staying awhile…”

You looked up into his face, his dark eyes filled with affection. He pulled you back into his arms, burying his face into the crook of your neck beneath the scarf. You realized that for you, giving Ayno his own phone had been a practical decision…but for Ayno it was far more: he had keenly observed that couples seemed to be linked by their phones – sending texts, calling, shared calendars and lots of pictures. While you had verbally acknowledged the relationship- and your desire to continue it…to him this was a physical symbol of that: a sign that you had accepted- and desired him as something fixed in your life.

“So exciting! Now I will look like everyone else at the coffee shop!” he said grinning.

“We can set it up and order you a case tomorrow, well, later today,” you said as you watched him power it on. “…or right now…”

“Can I play Candy Crush on it??”

“Yes, but you’ll have to start back at level 1.”

He was undeterred. “That is ok. Then I will have three stars on all my levels.” he said giving you a pointed look.

“So many languages…” he said scrolling through the list to make his choice.

“Is yours there?” you asked curiously.

He laughed “I think not…although more of us have cell phones than you might imagine.”

He happily set about picking a background, chose dark mode, let it scan his face for ID, set up a passcode (your birthday), found the app store and began downloading Candy Crush and Snapchat. Then he opened his “contacts” icon, pushed the “+” sign and handed his phone to you. You typed in your name, cell and office numbers, e-mail, and the apartment address.

“No picture?” he said as you handed it back to him. “Well, it’s the picture that will take up your whole screen when I call… so I’ll send you one that wouldn’t embarrass you…or me…to have everyone see it.” you explained.

Suddenly his face lit up. He pulled you into his lap, and turned on the camera to portrait mode, flipped it to front facing, and held his arm high as he brought his head next to yours and snapped his phone’s first selfies. He smiled with joy as he gazed at the two of you: still flushed with afterglow, colored lights reflecting off his blonde hair, bright smiles and all wrapped in each other’s arms. He immediately set it as his lock screen. “You don’t think we’ve taken better pictures?” you asked looking at your happy but disheveled faces .

He shook his head, “Look at us”, he said admiring the pic again, “so beautiful- happiness…affection...look how we fit together…all that is good in your world is reflected in us here. Now I have this moment forever.”

You threw your arms around him and held him as tight as you could. His arms came around you, holding you fast against him, his fingers in your hair and his soft cheek rubbing against yours. You wished you could stop time so this feeling would never end.

“Merry Christmas, Ayno”, you whispered.

“Merry Christmas.”

[monstaless]

VAV Reaction

To Y/N Sending Them a Dirty Text While They’re In A Meeting

Warnings: implied smut

A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts for a while because I struggled to think of anything for some of them.

St. Van- He was trying to focus on the meeting, but he was really just ready to go home. It had been a long day and he’d promised you that he’d spend the evening with you. He glanced down at his phone as it vibrated and decided that maybe he should let you know that he was going to be late and if you wanted to postpone, he would understand. When he opened his phone and saw your message, he changed his mind. There was no way this could wait. You were laying on his bed in nothing but your underwear.

Y/N: I’ll be waiting for you when you get here. Don’t take too long or you’ll miss out on all the fun.

He was out the door as soon as the meeting was over.

Baron - He smiled at the cute selfie that you’d sent him. You were pouty, wanting to know how much longer he was going to take. He was about to reply that he’d be on his way soon when he received your next message.

Y/N: I need you right now.

Y/N: If you get here soon, I’ll let you take pictures.

He looked up at everyone else. At this point, the meeting had basically ended, the guys were all just sitting around talking. They didn’t really need him anyway.

“Y/N, is waiting for me. I’m going home. I’ll see you later.”

He grabbed his things and ran out the door.

Ace - Your message popped up on his screen as he was trying to show something to Baron. He cleared his throat and quickly swiped it away, apologizing. He’d only caught part of your message, but that didn’t mean Baron hadn’t seen more. When he’d returned to his seat, he opened his phone. The message was preceded by a screenshot of texts between you and your roommate where they were letting you know that they would be out for the night.

Y/N: I’m all alone. How about you come and keep me company in a bath?

Woo Young: I’m on my way, but you are in so much trouble when I get there.

Y/N: I’m counting on it.

Ayno - He should’ve been paying attention in the meeting, but he couldn’t help it. He missed you. The conversation had started off innocent enough anyway. You were picking up groceries to make dinner for the night. Somewhere along the way, you’d picked up a cute apron that you were pretty excited to show him.

Yoon Ho: I’m gonna be a little later than I expected, but you can send me a picture. I’d like to see it.

You sent him a picture, but it wasn’t what he expected. You were in nothing but the apron. He almost spit out the water that he’d been in the process of drinking and when he looked up, everyone was staring at him.

“Sorry,” he muttered, clearing his throat. “There’s an emergency. I think that I should go.”

Jacob - He’d initiated it honestly. It didn’t matter that there was a meeting going on. He should’ve been home a half hour ago and he wanted to make sure that you knew that his intentions for the evening hadn’t changed. He didn’t want you going anywhere. It didn’t matter how late he was going to be, he wouldn’t be too tired.

So when you sent him a picture of you waiting, mostly unclothed on his bed, he couldn’t stop himself from grinning.

 Lou - He’d been trying to focus on the meeting, but his phone kept going off. He knew it was you and as the fourth message set his phone off, he decided maybe he should check the messages.

Y/N: I brought you dinner.

Y/N: I can’t wait until you get here.

Y/N: I put the food in the fridge. You can skip it and have me instead. 

You followed it up with a mirror selfie. You were in nothing but your underwear, one hand slipped teasingly under the waistband. Lou quickly locked his phone and glanced around to see if anyone had been looking. He apologized to everyone as he excused himself from the remainder of the meeting, using the excuse of not feeling that great.

Ziu - Your relationship was still fairly new. New enough that Hee Jun hadn’t really talked to any of the other members about it yet. Lou was the only one who knew anything and he’d agreed that he wouldn’t say a word. But when you sent him him a picture of you, lying on your bed in a cute dress and asked him to come over for dinner and maybe a little more, he couldn’t think of a reasonable excuse that would get him out of the meeting fast enough. Maybe they’d be too surprised to get mad about him ditching the meeting midway through.

“My girlfriend is waiting on me and I should probably go,” he said suddenly, grabbing his things and running out the door before anyone had time to speak.

[rated-thoughts]

YUMMY ft. Ayno from VAV

"Fuck. What are you doing?" he hissed.

"Shut up, let me help you." you whispered as hurried footsteps can be heard outside.

You lick your lips when you noticed how tight his pants look. Absentmindedly, you have yank his belt and pulled his pants down too aggressively than you wanted, earning a moan from the man above you.

You let out a soft chuckle when you heard him sigh from being free.

"Hey, faster. People might start looking for me." he snapped you out of your train of thoughts. You totally forgot you guys are just in the bathroom backstage.

You kiss it first through the fabric, Ayno's hand automatically placed on your hair, pulling lightly. Another sigh when he felt cold and hot air mixing from the A/C and your breath. You distinguish it as a sigh of contentment.

"Babe, just hurry up please." you smirk at the pet name because he never called you that, just the typical "manager" like how the others call you too.

Moan after moan, you continue to bob your head. Nails digging into his thigh skin every now and then when he unintentionally brush the tip on the back of your throat.

In every bob of your head, you can feel like getting harder and harder, indication that he's near but you dont want to stop yet.

A frustrated grunt was heard in the bathroom because you have removed him inside your mouth. He look at you, shock and a hint of betrayal evident on his eyes.

But he didnt expect what you did  next, making him throw his head back.

You took him in your hand, not pumping but just holding it steady. You started poking the tip of your tongue to the hole. Teasing him once again.

He became a moaning mess again after a couple of seconds, and it grew louder when you started pumping him with your hands.

"Oh fuck im cumming." when you heard that, you started sucking its head again, making sure your mouth feels as tight as possible.

A few more pumps and he went crazy, shaking animatedly from the pleasure.

Knock knock.

Shit.

[exophiliacs]

iS THERE ANY HAWAII VAMPZ GOING TO SEE VAV IN APRIL

[seokmattchuus]

VAV Reaction to you whining from them teasing

- Requested -

Geumhyuk: *Gets 10000000% more cocky, regardless of what he was doing when you did it and keeps going.*

“Whining’s cute, baby.” He smirked before pulling away entirely. “But you’re gonna have to beg.”

Chunghyeop: *Chuckles because he thinks it’s cute and gives into you because he wants to hear more.*

“Only because you sound so good.” He bit his lip, speeding his fingers up. “So don’t stop now.”

Wooyoung: *Boosts his ego so much he can’t help but keep it up, loves watching you fall apart because of him.*

“What was that?” He cocked his head, smiling as you did it again. “I’m gonna need words, baby.”

Yoonho: *Smirks up at you from between your legs, making eye contact while continuing his kitten licks.*

“Hold on baby,” He started, pulling away entirely with a bigger smirk as you let out another whine. “I don’t wanna give in just yet.”

Jangpeng: *Can’t help but chuckle at you, wondering what made you so needy.*

“I’ve barely done anything and you’re whining.” He scoffed with a smirk. “Does my baby need me that badly?”

Hosung: *He only hears you do it when he talks dirty, so he makes it a point to keep it up.*

“Fuck, baby,” He groaned, into your ear, his hands gripping your hips tighter. “You feel so good.”

Heejun: *Stares up at you like it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever done, tests out with how much you’ll take.*

“Fuck," He swallowed, looking down at you with hungry eyes before slowly circling your clit again. “Keep doing it.”

[mull3ts]

[ 𝐒𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 ]

⚠ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | Smut, Dilf! Stepdad! Aged Up! Jaehyun, Daddy Kink, Blowjobs, Degradation, Spanking, Spitting 

*𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞; if any of the warnings make you uncomfortable, do not continue

“Y/N, if you don’t stop I swear to god—“ Mr. Jung warned. You still ran around trying to hide from him. It was like a game, trying to hide from him so he doesn’t make you finish your school work.

You turned a corner, smiling to yourself hoping he wouldn’t see you. 

“Boo” Too late.

He grabbed you by the arm leading you somewhere, “Baby, why can’t you just do your homework?”. You rolled your eyes at the man who held your college textbook in his hands, “I don’t want to”. Mr. Jung silently huffed, “I pay for your college y’know. It’d be disappointing if my favourite girl didn’t appreciate what her Daddy gave her”

Mr. Jung had a point. The both of you reached his bedroom, “On your knees, baby. Daddy has to teach somebody a lesson.” You audibly gulped when Mr. Jung looked at you with an expecting glare, anticipating that you knew what to do. 

You knew what to do, just unsure how to do it. Mr. Jung reached down to tuck a strand of hair behind your hair, “C’mon, don’t be shy. You’re obviously my naughty little baby, show it.” Nodding, you unzipped his pants and reached in grabbing his semi hard dick, giving it small licks before trying to take it all in your mouth. Mr. Jung’s dick grew hard in your mouth as you took him deeper and deeper. His dick twitched when you gagged around it. You used your right hand to stroke the part of him you couldn’t take. Mr. Jung swore under his breath, bucking his hips up into your mouth making you easily choke on his dick. He ignored your choking sounds and continued using your mouth. Right before he was going to cum, Mr. Jung pulled you off of his dick. He swiped your bottom lip with his thumb, but made you suck on it. “Good girl.” Observing your already fucked out expression, lips swollen, tears wanting to fall down from your eyes, your chest slightly heaving up and down. He beamed. Dimples showing and everything. 

Mr. Jung brought you to his bed moving you on all fours, you moaned loudly when he pushed your panties to the side, “You liked that, huh?” He chucked before spanking your ass a few times, “My naughty little whore” Mr. Jung shoved his dick easily into your sopping pussy. He spanked your ass again when he felt how wet you truly got, “Gosh, what a whore you are. Getting off on sucking her Daddy’s cock, a cock that’s far too big f-for her, huh?” You nodded.

His words were true, you were able to easily feel Mr. Jung’s dick in your tummy “D-daddy, you-you’re too..big” you moaned, hiccuping on your words. Leaving a series of spanks on your ass, Mr. Jung only tsked, “I know.” 

Quickly pulling out, Mr. Jung flipped you on your back and lifted your legs higher to your chest to reach deeper. He groaned at the wet sound made by your wetness, cursing under his breath “Shit”. You might’ve been moaning at the top of your lungs when Mr. Jung expertly fucked you. 

Mr. Jung watched as your chest heaved up and down, choosing to hold out his hand for you to hold. You noticed and held it, until you were squeezing it as you felt your orgasm nearing. Your fingers touched the veins that popped out and immediately came around his dick. Mr. Jung lazily smiled as he looked down at your squirming body. He continued thrusting in and out of you until he felt that he needed to cum. 

His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration as you whimpered, “F-fuck, m’gonna make sure your fuckin’ pussy is filled with my cum” his thrusts became long and hard, “Daddy wants it to leak out of his baby” Mr. Jung let out a breathy chuckle before painting your walls white with his cum. 

He pulled out despite his dick still being hard and sat against the headboard of his bed, curling his finger to order you to sit on his lap. You crawled over to him eagerly. “I want you on my dick baby, fuck yourself on it.” You looked at him in shock, but obeyed him anyways. You bounced up and down, wrapping your arms around his neck for support. Your eyes went wide when you quickly came for the second time. Mr. Jung still watched smiling at you. 

Mr. Jung let out another breathy chuckle, “Open your mouth, baby” You complied, opening your mouth. A string of Mr. Jung’s saliva landed in your mouth, some landed on the edge so he pushed it in your mouth with his thumb. “Swallow it like a good little whore” 

After letting you catch your breath, Mr. Jung got up from his bed, pulling on his boxers. He stretched a little, before checking the time. 7 pm. He looked at you who decided to put on his shirt. Mr. Jung admired the way it looked on you for a moment before speaking, “What do you want for dinner?” You simply shrugged your shoulders. Mr. Jung hummed, he’d decided pasta in his head. He pushed his hair back, sighing. 

“Go finish your homework. I know it's hard, but I expect you to do it anyway.”

𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭: @fruityutas @sunshinedhyuck @minhoney-baby @count-your-shadows @nctlovesme @silverthessalonians

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VAV hours, send me your VAV thoughts, confessions and i will write lil blurb.

[itsakpopalypse]

Ayno/ No Yoonho (VAV) Astrology Ask: Romantic Breakdown

“Would you also be willing to do astrology for Ayno from VAV? Please?”- @excindrela

A/N Happily, again, this is based mostly on what I know of the chart itself. I hope you enjoy!!

AS ALWAYS, 18+BELOW THE CUT

I had to use this gif now I’m soft

Let’s do this

Okay first of all his big three placements are a bit haphazard 

Leo Rising, Taurus Sun and Libra moon

in that you can probably guess where this is going

Oh boy

one fire, an earth and an air

that is storm energy right there

slightly chaotic I cannot even 

Leo rising means that when you meet him he is charismatic, maybe flirty and a bit of an attention whore hog.

Luckily, since Taurus is one of the least attention seeking signs this won’t be unbearable. it will be charming and make you laugh probably

it’s cute 

If he likes you he likes you he will be doing dumb stuff to get  your attention

really dumb stuff

stuff that makes you wonder if he realizes how dumb that was

he is trying so hard pls don’t judge him

He will have your attention and once he has got it  the full charm comes out

he will be fiery and full of life and absolutely can compliment the pants off anyone but it will feel so honest and sincere that it will nearly knock the breath out of your lungs

definitely uses humor to deflect

Taurus sun means steady slow action

(See how contradictory that is with his rising???)

that means that his INSTINCT will be to rush in but if he is unsure, even for HALF of a second he will wait it out until he has decided it’s safe to move forward

they are artsy and emotional but keep a cool head 

so he may try to express himself through means other than words too

make you something or very gentle barely there touches,

you’re watching a movie and his hand brushes your thigh

if you look over he isn’t even looking at you he seems unfazed 

he was watching your reaction though so if you seem flustered expect a smirk and a few more accidents like that

Taurus suns have beautiful complex minds full of so much more emotion than they display

so since his rising is more expressive you’ll get something in between . bursts of shyness and bursts of being the life of the party.

Taurus seem detached but are hoes for physical affection

give the man what he wants okay it’s not much

kiss his forehead

tell him he looks nice

he’ll eat it up and be like “Hey can you hold something for me?”

and you’re all “Okay, Sure.” and he just puts his hand in yours and says thanks with a shit eating grin

that kinda sofffff shit

he will be unsure of his own ability oml pls protec

let’s talk Libra moon

as a Libra i would like do defend my entire sign but many times there’s no defense for us

it’s not intentional but we are a bit... light headed and flighty?

if we have a close placing earth sign (he does) then that is HEAVILY lessened so that’s a positive for him

and it MAY even tone down how stubborn Taurus tends to be since Libras do not like conflict and would rather bend instead of hurting the feelings of another

the problem is

if any insecurities slip through he will be a door mat

i am serious someone wrap him in bubble wrap he is doin me a concern

probably a low key perfectionist

has either the cleanest space or the messiest one

this all means in a relationship he is going to have moments of severe insecurity and uncertainty 

he will be friendly to a fault and probably is the king of “I can help you with everything” even though he is already overloaded. 

loves beauty in all things and probably will 10/10 just stare at you and compliment every feature sometimes just because he happened to notice that he hadn’t in a while

attention to detail in relationships

everything you have ever done together is locked in his mind and will be used

this is not a forget birthdays or anniversary type, sentimental!

Taurus Mercury means his communication is slow, he’s not lost or not following the topic he is just trying to make the words go i feel you dude

once he has figured out HOW to express it, he will not beat around the bush. straight to the point

he doesn’t want to hurt feelings but he absolutely doesn’t see the point in softening it 

either way it’s the truth right?

Venus in GEMINI

whew

that is going to be interesting to write in the 18+ section you have been warned

he is HIGH KEY adventurous in romance

tolerant and understanding, warm hearted and affectionate

basically once he has got you he is going to get your attention constantly

cute texts and snapchats

“I’m eating lunch missing you “ - queue pout face

probably whines to get what he wants

it will work cause he’s cute or whatever

gloats when he gets his way

but probably immediately does something SO CUTE

N Node is Libra so he needs human contact constantly 

you are a human teddy get used to it

do not ask him to make a decision ever without weighing every option

probably never is sure about anything

but really likes to pretend he is

constantly sacrificing himself to support others 

18+ below you were warned !

I been saying that neck tick thing some idols do is a whole kink and it keeps happening wtf pls for the sake of my lungs stop

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR THE SMUT no i dont

Leo rising means fiery and needy

this man is not the sort to wait long

Even with the Taurus energies this poor boy has HOE signs slut dropping through every other house of his chart i swear 

All his Libra and Gemini are in the exact places necessary to make him hella switchy

That Libra moon is literally begging you to WORSHIP HIM

Libra can be a bit vain and have a huge words of affirmation kink

literally never stop telling him how good he feels or is doing 

incoherent babbles are acceptable as well 

his venus being in Gemini is uh

uh well 

i’ll throw some possible kinks out and let you decide my dudes

threesomes

gags/bondage

restraint

being  being edged but giving overstim

so many people pleaser signs in here and honestly it fits 

Rapper tongue anyone???👀👀👀👌👌

A++++ champion of eating you out until you literally implode 

Yikes you better be well hydrated you losin fluids tonight

how many rounds can YOU keep up with HIM cause is not satisfied with only one

could probably have a poly relationship happily provided all other parts of the puzzle agreed to love him equally

he needs it okay

Taurus is a very hands sign

hands on and hands driven

taking that and adding it to Gemini’s open mindedness sexually I see possible public teasing kinks 

we’ve seen the boy dance 

he can put it down no one is questioning it

if they do send them my way and they can catch these hands have a debate with me about it

needs you just as into it as he is

probably gets REALLY emotional after

like he’s not going to cry, but he will start saying the softest stuff and you will melt

probably to make up for the rough beating your guts just took

for what it’s worth, he isn’t sorry in the least

probably kind of a “roll over and cuddle we will clean up in the morning” type

i don’t see anything indicating meticulous aftercare so he probably sees physical closeness as the best way to show you that he loves you 

you mean the entire world and he wants you to know it!

I hope you have enjoyed! I have a few requests pending but more are welcome if you don’t mind waiting a day or 2!

thank you for requesting!

[noris-nebula]

[9:48 am]

Choi Chunghyeop

[emeraldbabygirl]

VAV’s reaction to seeing you in body stockings

Because I watched one video and my mind did a thing uwu

Also also all I’m good for is VAV smut and reactions uwu

Ayno: You were hanging out with the guys at your place because Yoonho insisted. He wasn’t giving you any attention and he hadn’t been all night. He was too busy talking to Lou about some video game so you decided now would be the perfect time to distract not only him but all the boys. You stood up from the couch and let out and big sigh. Hearing it Yoonho asked, “baby what’s wrong?” you took off the robe you were wearing to reveal the red lace body stocking that you had changed into halfway through the night. Yoonho’s eyes widened as you slowly strutted towards him, making sure to sway your hips, all eyes were on you. You could tell the boys were turned on because they kept clearing their throats and cursing under their breath. You gently grazed Yoonho’s cheek as you pass the boys and went upstairs to your bedroom everyone watching you do so. Yoonho’s mouth was hanging open. “Bro, you can’t just leave the lady waiting.” Lou said. “If you don’t do something one of us will.” Baron said. Yoonho’s face turned a bright red before he quickly excused himself and ran up the steps to find you.

St.Van: Geumhyuk’s favorite piece of lingerie was the few ribbon pieces he’s bought for you over the years but when you entered the kitchen while he was cooking wearing body stockings he absolutely lost it. He was chopping vegetables when you called for him. “Daddy,” you sweetly cooed. As Geumhyuk turned towards you he almost dropped the knife in shock. He stood frozen in his place, his mouth opening and closing, unable to speak. You approached him and he firmly grasped your hair and pushed you to your knees. “Fuck.” he said looking at your lacey form at his feet. He lifted your chin up with his fingers. “Princess, if you suck me off would you mind if I came all over that pretty lace of yours. We can eat later, Oh please princess, you’re making Daddy so hard.”

Lou: Hosung never thought he would like his kitten in body stockings. He didn’t even know that you had bought more than one with his credit card. So when you walked into the bedroom and stood in front of the bed he completely ignored the show he was watching and directed his full attention to you. His hungry gaze eyeing you up and down. “Come closer kitty, my sexy kitten. Let me look at you.” You took this as the perfect opportunity to crawl on the bed to him. He licked his lips watching the piece hug your body in all the right places as you slowly inched towards him. You finally settled on his lap. He hummed as his fingers danced along the lace that covered your thighs and ass. “I have black and red too Daddy.” You said giggling. “Hmm I don’t know, I think this purple one is all you need.” You giggled again leaning into Hosung’s lips.

ACE: Wooyoung came home one night with a gift for you. After putting it on you came back into the living room where he was seated on the couch fiddling with something. As you approached he looked up smirking. “As expected princess. You look so sexy. You don’t mind if I film you right? How bout you dance for Daddy hmm?” He said turning the camera on.

Baron: Baron would come home from a long day at work and see you in the kitchen cooking. He blushed seeing the lace like bodysuit covering your body, even more excited to see your whole ass exposed. “That’s an interesting body stocking.” You giggled knowing he’d find the other side even more interesting. So you turned around to show him. The body stocking also happened to cut out around your breasts leaving baron more than excited. “I thought so too,” you said feeling yourself up. “I thought you might like it.” You grinned as Baron approached you instantly attaching his hands to your exposed ass. He let go to turn the stove off then grabbed your hands and dragged you to the bedroom. “Don’t take this off.” “Wasn’t planning on it” you say as he throws you onto the bed before removing his shirt.

Ziu: You had been teasing Ziu for months trying to figure out what type of things he would be into. Everything you tried didn’t seem to work so when you decided to wear your new body stockings around the house you didn’t expect him to turn into a whole new person. You we’re sitting on the couch watching tv when Ziu entered the living room. Without a single word he was on top of you pinning your arms over your head. You smirked, “So this is what you like huh Daddy?” Ziu licked his lips before planting rough kisses down your body through the lace. “Shit babygirl, I thought you’d never figure it out.” (the gif doesn’t fit I just really wanted to use it because he’s wearing leather gloves, FUCKING LEATHER GLOVES UGH FINGER ME DADDY HEEJUN)

Jacob: Jacob would be on the phone with his group mate when you walked into his office wearing your little black lace number that he bought for you. He choked on his words as he made eye contact with you. Using his two fingers he motioned for you to come close to him. “Yeah, yeah, that’s fine Hosung. No, I don’t think we need to change it.” Lou kept talking on the other end but Jacob was too distracted. He grabbed your hand and spun you around so your backside was facing him. “Damn baby, it looks better than I thought it would.” He said ghosting his hands over your ass. “Goddammit Peng, are you even listening? Is y/n in the room? Are you fucking? I’m hanging up.” Jacob chuckled at Hosung’s statement. “Have a seat on my lap princess. We don’t have to worry about keeping quiet now.” He grinned pulling you into his lap.

I had to finish this because @allmybiasneedtostop​ TESTED ME and I need revenge, so snack on this baby. Also why not lowkey make this Wrecking @kodabodaa​ part 6 because it’s been 84 years.