#yuta nct 127

[mahteeez]

⎯⎯⎯⎯ 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄?

(Yuta x Leitora)

⢷⠀Gênero: Smut, pwp.

⢷⠀Avisos: MDNI, Yuta namoradinho que curte um 69, sexo oral e masturbação (em ambos, obviamente), palavras de baixo calão.

⢷⠀Notas: Acho que alguém aqui já chegou a me pedir pra escrever com o Yuta, mas não tenho certeza mais. De qualquer maneira, aqui está! Espero que gostem <3

A atmosfera do quarto parecia esquentar de forma quase sufocante, seu corpo, ainda em brasa, pulsava com o resquício do prazer que a consumia. Os movimentos se tornavam mais lentos, o peso da exaustão misturava-se à memória do orgasmo recém atingido. Apesar da fraqueza crescente, cada fibra de sua pele parecia viva, receptiva, ansiosa pelo próximo arrepio que se aproximava com a promessa de um prazer ainda mais intenso.

— Yuta... — Você geme com a voz falha, chamando por aquele abaixo de si que chupava sua intimidade com prontidão e agilidade.

— Yuta-ah! — O homem a imita em zombaria enquanto um pequeno sorriso surge em seus lábios. — Cansadinha já, meu amor? — Ele questiona, reforçando seu deboche. A língua masculina estala ao passear por toda sua fenda lambuzada. — Quero você gozando no meu rosto só mais uma vezinha... Consegue fazer isso por mim, não é? — Nakamoto provoca, usando do seu falso tom de inocência.

— Você é insaciável. — Você comenta, revidando a provocação e logo sentindo o riso abafado em sua intimidade mais uma vez.

Você estava a par do quanto seu namorado era caidinho por um 69, o quanto ele gostava de a sentir brincando com o pau dele enquanto o mesmo enterrava o rosto em sua bucetinha carente. E assim sucedia, você recebendo os toques voluptuosos de Yuta em sua intimidade ao mesmo passo em que você também satisfazia Nakamoto. Yuta a manobrava com maestria, fosse mesmo com a boca, saboreando seu gosto viciante, ou com os dedos, tocando por caminhos onde ele já conhecia muito bem.

Sua atenção volta ao membro ereto em sua mão, seu polegar rodeia a ponta avermelhada e espalha por todo o restante da base o resíduo viscoso que se acumulava por ali. Sua boca entra em contato com o pau de Yuta novamente, sugando devagar, mas com precisão, a pele sensível dali. Sua bucetinha vibra com o gemido do mesmo após seu ato. Yuta espalma as mãos sobre sua bunda após desferir um tapa estalado e grosseiro no local em questão, você suspira alto quando sente ele serpenteando os braços ao redor de suas coxas, a puxando para mais perto, trazendo sua intimidade para ainda mais próximo do próprio rosto.

A língua quente imerge em sua entrada, o lábio inferior do japonês pressiona seu clitóris sensível, ocasionando em sua rápida reação de apertar com ainda mais firmeza os dedos ao redor do pau gordo de Nakamoto. O vai-e-vem de sua mão toma mais velocidade, sua língua tortura a ponta sensibilizada com lentidão.

Yuta geme arrastado, chamando seu nome de forma falha enquanto te alerta, ele grunhe de prazer, os impulsos curtos e involuntários o tomam. O primeiro jato quente de esperma é liberado, preenchendo sua boca, que agora estava levando o pau pesado para ainda mais adentro. Ele aperta seu corpo com força até que a sensação de êxtase o sucumba, o corpo de Yuta libera ainda mais espasmos à medida que sua porra espessa escorre por seus dedos que logo afrouxam o toque sobre ele.

Você sente a respiração pesada de seu namorado, quente e irregular, atingindo sua buceta, que permanece logo acima de seu rosto. Seus beijos, suaves e carinhosos, percorrem as coxas e região, enquanto dedica atenção especial à borboleta tatuada no quadril. Uma leve camada de suor começa a se formar sobre a pele masculina, o corpo de Yuta estremece levemente a cada toque de seus lábios. Ele murmura manhoso, acariciando suas pernas com ternura.

— Já 'tá cansadinho, amor? — Você desliza seu corpo de cima do dele e se posiciona ao seu lado, ficando cara a cara com Yuta, retribuindo sua provocação com um sorriso divertido, lembrando o comentário irônico que ele fez para você anteriormente. Ele solta uma risada baixa diante da troca de provocações, e, com um movimento firme, usa o suficiente de força para deitar suas costas sobre a cama, agora se posicionado acima de você, a milímetros do seu rosto.

— Nenhum pouco. — Um sorriso malicioso aparece nos lábios de Yuta. — Isso foi só o aquecimento. Agora... prefere levar de quatro ou quicar no meu colinho, uh?

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Até a próxima, amorecos! bjsss <3

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[strrykais]

random texts with yuta

request: could you maybe write some texts for yuta🙈he’s so underrated imo…

authors note: i too would pretend to be yuta on x

nct masterlist

ⓒ strrykais

[viasdreams]

⠄･ ⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄⠂⋆ ･ ⠄

coming to a realization while dating yuta

⋆ read pt.2 here !!

a/n: stream depth dafuq !!

fake text m.list ☁︎⋅

[malu-web]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Natal está chegando, então resolvi

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ disponibilizar esse simples mood. 😞☝🏻

[hyunsuksswife]

[ncityprincess]

how yuta would be as a boyfriend

The series continues 🤭 check out the other members in my masterlist!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

-like i said, he is totally a gomez addams type of lover

-and based on astrology, we know scorpios are passionate and intense af

-so best believe this man is going to do any and everything to get you

-he’s not gonna just date anybody

-he has to be completely and utterly consumed by the person he is with

-a once in a lifetime connection

-he would be all about you. mind, body and soul

-he wouldn’t just like you, he would be infatuated by you and borderline obsessed

-without even having a single conversation with you

-he just observes you, and immediately knows he has to have you

-one day, jaehyun invites his girlfriend and her best friend (you) over to an infamous 127 Karaoke Extravaganza

-and immediately yuta knows within the first five minutes of meeting you that he’s gonna make you his

-after hanging out for a few weeks and getting to know you more he takes you off the market so that no one else can have you

-finders keepers losers weepers <3

-he’s not gonna bullshit you

-what you see is what you get

-he’s not going to waste your time or his

-that’s why he wastes no time in making it official

-but anywho, yuta is super attentive and caring as a boyfriend

-you can literally turn your brain off when you’re around him

-he’s going to be your eyes and ears for you

-and yuta already has that “don’t fuck with me” aura about him

-so you will always feel safe and secure around him

-but more than that

-he just makes you feel seen and beautiful

-you never have to question where he stands with you

-will proudly show you off to everyone in his life

-everyone within an 10 mile radius will know you’re with him

-holds your hand, or waist, or the small of your back wherever you go

-and it makes you feel super girly and loved

-now I know we all may automatically think he’d be super possessive over you

-especially if other men try to hit on you

-but for some reason a small part of me thinks he would get an ego boost when other dudes gawk at you

-it gives him a rush of pride, knowing that he has what everyone wants

-he knows you’re fine as shit, and other people should know it too

-but if they get disrespectful with it, things can turn ugly real mf quick so watch out!

-loves to surprise you with outfits for date night

-he has a really good eye for fashion and knows what flatters your body surprisingly well

- he’s alwayssss thinking about you

-what he can do for you, how he can make you happy, what do you need

-he will do things like put gas in your car the night before you leave for work

-clean your room so that you can focus on studying for a test

-draw you a bubble bath and give you a thorough body massage when you tell him you had a rough day

-he can tell what kind of mood you’re in with just one look at you

-he has studied you inside and out

-and secretly hopes that you do the same for him 🥲

-he has a service mindset

-that definitely translates in and out the bedroom ;)

[vanesycho]

Summary:Renting a boyfriend? It was the stupidest idea in the world according to you, but what will you do when you get used to him and want to see him again?

wc:2,08k

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"No way! Have you lost your mind?"

You backed away as your friend tried to pull you inside. "Come on, it'll be good for you too."

"Buying a boyfriend? I don't think so." Your friend knew that you were sitting at home all the time and not doing any activities lately, you didn't even spend time with her and she thought that at least by having a man in your life, things would change. "If you don't want to then you never do it again, just for 2 hours? Pleaseee."

You let out a deep breath and let her pull you in, your friend smiling with victory. When you entered, you looked around in surprise as you saw that the place was crowded. A couple passed by, you guessed that the man was someone who worked here. "Come on, I registered for you and...Nakamoto Yuta? He'll be your boyfriend today." After your friend's sentence, she winked and tried to find Yuta among the other men working, even the idea of being alone with a man you didn't know for 2 hours was very scary.

"Oh! Here he is." You looked at your friend as she brought a black and long-haired figure with her. He smiled at you softly, walked over to you and leaned in, you stepped back a little. “Y/n. So I’ll be with you today?” You turned your head and looked for your friend and saw that she was already heading towards the exit of the store. She gave you a quick air kiss and disappeared. Did she leave you here alone with him? You quickly turned to the Yuta. "Two.We'll only be together for two hours."

He held your hand and started to lead you towards the exit. "There's no point in waiting then if it's two hours." You pulled your hand away from him and he turned to you, trying to figure out what was wrong. "Who told you to hold my hand?" He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and waved it in front of your face. "Rules?"

You frowned. “Did you really not read the rules?” He handed you the paper, you took it and looked over the rules.

Welcome to the boyfriend store! Here are the rules for you;

-Holding hands and hugging are mandatory. (We care about the customers' request, if you are not interested in skin contact we recommend you to choose men who are interested in this)

-Satisfaction of some sexual desires and wishes (upon request, not mandatory)

Our only wish is that you do not feel lonely and have a good time with your boyfriend, even if only for a few hours.Thank you for choosing us!

And there was some contact information at the bottom, you looked up at him, he was waiting for a reaction from you, you handed the paper to him. "Well, you better not get too close though." He nodded in agreement and extended his hand, you took it and walked out of the store.

While walking down the alley, Yuta saw a cafe. “Would you like to go in?” You knew there was nothing else to do so you agreed. Yuta ordered your coffee for you, you mumbled a small 'thank you' when he handed it to you.

"What made you want to do this? Do you really have fun doing this job?" He took a sip of his drink. “We don’t really talk about that kind of stuff, but you’re obviously not interested in it either, so I’ll answer. No. But this is the best paying job, and I have to support my home, myself, I have to work here at least for a short time." You hummed. Think about how hard it is to work in a place you don't want to and have to be close to all these people. "Anyway, let's not talk about that, your friend seemed more interested than you."

You laughed, he looked at your face carefully, leaned his elbow on the table, put his head in his palm and looked at you. You cleared your throat with a fake cough as his full attention was on you, his eye contact was definitely good, no wonder he chose this job.If you didn't know better, you'd think he was working on this job on purpose. "Yeah, she was always saying that I was shutting myself up in the house and refusing to socialize, that if I had a man in my life, at least I would feel good about myself."

"Well, she's not lying." you were drinking your coffee without an answer, you didn't even know how to talk to a guy, no wonder you haven't had a boyfriend for so long, you've always had problems with communicating. "I got some information about you. You like taking photos?"

You nodded in affirmation. "Yes, I am not a professional photographer, unfortunately I do not have a proper camera, but I still love it, I often go for a walk in nature by myself and I take very nice photos from there." He smiled at how relaxed and happy you looked when you talked about your hobby. You stopped in embarrassment when you noticed his smile. "I'm sorry I talked too much."

Still smiling, he said, "No, I like this, please continue." You pressed your lips together, his attention wasn't leaving you, you were usually the listener and now it was the other way around, making you a little nervous. "So...as I said, I live on the street and it makes a lot of noise, I like nature and quiet places more, I hope one day I can move to a place like that and take more pictures of the beauty."

"I'm sure you will." He opened the bag he was carrying with him, you watched him with curiosity, you looked at the camera with surprise when he took out. "Oh that's what I was talking about, I've been saving money for this for a long time." He chuckled at how excited you were, handing the camera to you. "Would you like to try it?"

"Really?" He stood up and sat on the chair next to you. You took the camera in his hand and examined it. You were a little confused by the number of buttons. He smiled and put his hand on your hand that was holding the camera. "Let me show you.." He turned on the camera. "If you press this button for a long time, it will switch to video mode, this button will show the photos you have taken before, and if you press this button once, it will take a photo."

You tried to listen to him carefully but the scent of his perfume was distracting you as he was so close to you, he was almost hugging you while holding the camera by your shoulder with one hand,It felt weird to feel his breath on your neck and face every time he spoke. "Hey, are you okay? You got lost in thought."

"Huh what?" You turned to him, but you had forgotten how close your faces were for a moment, and when your noses touched, you quickly turned back. "I'm fine yes, sorry." He smiled at your reaction, thought it was cute, and put the camera in front of you. "Keep this for the rest of our time together, take pictures of anything you want and I'll print them and give them to you."

You turned to him excitedly, "Really? Thank you so much." he stood up "Come on, I know a nice place." You stood up without hesitation, Yuta went to pay for the coffees, even though you denied it, he didn't seem to be listening to you much, so you lost to him.

After walking for a while, you arrived at a park, mostly covered with trees, and you saw a lake, you talked while looking at the beauty of the environment. "I've heard a lot about this place but I never had the time to go." He clasped your hands together, you turned to him with the sudden warmth you felt. When you saw that he wasn't looking at you, you turned back to the front in shame. 'This is his job Y/n, these are normal things for him of course.' You got caught up in the moment and forgot that you would only be together for two hours.

You walked towards the lake, taking a deep breath as a few birds gathered around, smiling slightly as the scent of flowers filled your nose. But the sound of a camera behind you made you turn around quickly, Yuta was smiling at you with his camera in his hand. "You looked beautiful, I didn't want to miss it."

He came over and handed it to you, you took the camera as you smiled again, taking a few pictures of the beautiful view in front of you. Yuta came into view, his hands on the board in front of him as he looked around, you raised your camera again as you carefully looked at his side profile, taking a picture of him. The wind was caressing his long black hair, you continued to watch him as he closed his eyes, you swallowed hard, trying to come to your senses, in an hour there would be no one like him in your life. "Isn't it beautiful?"

You were pulled away from your thoughts by his voice and approached him. "Yes it is, no sound, no noise, just peace."

You continued to watch for a while, most of the time your mind was occupied with Yuta, you couldn't even look at the view in front of you properly.

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You spent a few minutes together and found yourself in front of the store again, your feet refusing to leave, you really couldn't have gotten used to him that quickly. You looked at the camera in your hand and handed it to him. "Thank you Yuta, I..I really had a good time."

He smiled "Keep the camera with you." You looked at him with your eyes wide in surprise, not knowing what to say. "What? No, I can't accept this."

He leaned in closer, tucking your hair behind your ear, you flinched when you felt his fingers. "Of course you can accept, take this as my thanks, I... This is the first time I've had a good time with someone." You refused to believe it, how many people did he go out with in a day and did he have fun with you?

You froze in place when you felt his lips on your forehead, a light, small kiss, the smile on his face didn't fade when he pulled back. "Thank you Y/n, take care of yourself and.. the camera too." He chuckled and you watched him walk into the store, you just stood there, not knowing how to react.

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When you got home you lay on your bed, stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. His face, his smile, his touch, his kiss, each one of them ran through your head like a film strip. You turned to the side, the camera was just there, you picked it up, looked through the photos that were taken before, you saw Yuta among a few landscape photos. He was perfect on camera but he was definitely better in real life, you went back to older photos, you didn't know if it would be right to look at them but your curiosity gave in.

You smiled when you saw a photo of him with a kitten. You looked at the smile on his face, you scrolled to the side. It was a picture of him lying on the grass, you looked at his hair, it was shorter than it is now and it was red, you thought how pretty he looked even with red hair.And the other photo looked more recent, he was in a studio or something, was he into music? Not knowing much about his normal life made you sad. You admitted to yourself that you wanted to talk more, you were used to it, unfortunately.

As you were about to take off your clothes, you noticed something in your pocket, you frowned, realizing it was a piece of paper. The paper on which the store had written the rules was "How did this get here?" You opened the paper, saw the contact information at the bottom, thought, should you go to him again?

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I'm thinking of writing another part of this, I'm not sure tho,if most people like it, I'll do it🤍🤍(and the photos above are the other photos on camera)

[jenoddity]

[neoballsucker]

Poison

Summary : you've got a new roommate and for your surprise he's your childhood friend's step brother and one day you go to their home town

Pairs : childhood friends!yuta x fem!reader x roommate!shotaro

Warings : SMUT, poly, threesome,dick sucking, kinda degradation, yuta is kinda mean,creamie pie,cum eating, nipple play

W.C : 3.1k.

A/N : I came back after a while and I might do individual parts for each one :/

Since you were a child you always liked your mom's friend’s son , nakamoto yuta or yuta , you two always played around like any children, you two went to the same school, and hang out with each other a lot , it was until ms.nakamoto and her husband decided to move back to Japan, it was like breaking news for you , you won't see your first love anymore, but not all the and good things remain for too long, you both said your last goodbyes to each other , yuta was one of your few friends, now who will play with you in school and who will have these sleepovers with you and play hide and seek with you , it was heartbreaking for you, but you gotta move on and find new friends.

it was hard for you to make friends since you had the fear of them leaving you and that caused anxiety,but luckily you were popular, you were popular for being smart,pretty,an athlete and religious., you were in a strictly religious family, you knew about morals,went to church,you never had sex. Your mom always told you to wait for the right time. , everybody knew you as the smart , pretty girl, boys tried asking you out but ends up escaping from them cause they wanna hookup , you graduated from high school and got a scholarship in spain , you left the country, your parents, friends, memories, to go and start a new life, that college was one of the biggest colleges in spain , you were smart , but it was filled with smart people anyways , you always got your assignments done and always got good grades , every teacher liked you, all students wanted to be your friend

“Did you hear about that new student?” Your friend asked.

“No I didn't, who is it?” You asked, raising your eyebrows.

“He has a brother who was really popular here for being smart and handsome , you really don't know?” Your friend asked

“No, who is that?” You asked curiously

“The new student is called osaki shotaro,and his brother is called nakamoto yuta”

“Oh , well I'm willing to see the new student then” you chuckle and roll your eyes, you thought about it for a while, the name nakamoto yuta felt familiar, you heard it before, you weren't sure if it was him but you remember he didn't have a brother

“How are they brothers?” You asked curiously

“What do you mean?” Your friend raises her eyebrows

“Like yuta’s last name is nakamoto, while shotaro’s last name is osaki , how are they siblings?” You raise your eyebrows and scratch your head

“They're probably step siblings unless one of them is adopted , it doesn't matter they're both cute” you chuckle at her comment and roll your eyes.

Time goes by the weekend comes while you were just chilling at your dorm , they informed you that the new student will be your roommate , you were just nervous, yes you had friends, but you still had anxiety talking to people was one of your worst fears , you tried calming yourself down but you couldn't help but panic and shake

It was until you heard the door unlock , you take a deep breath before you put on a smile

You heard footsteps until you saw someone come in

“Oh hello , you must be my roommate” he noted and smiles back at you

“Oh yeah it's nice to meet you I'm y/n” you offer your hand as he shakes it

“Well don't mind me , my brother is getting some of things” he says and smiles

“No it's okay, moving out must be really hard” you smile back and help him move his things

You heard footsteps once again assuming it was his brother

“Here you go , god you got a lot of things” you can hear his brother talking

“oh I'm sorry but I'm just kinda nervous, also meet my roommate, y/n come here!” he calls you out, you turn around to face the two men

“Oh hello , I'm y/n nice to meet you” you walk toward them and smile

“Oh hi y/n I'm yuta , nice to meet you too” he smiles and offers his hand, you shake his hand for few seconds and let go of his hand

And smile softly , he felt familiar, he looked familiar, you really wished it was him but at the same time not

“Okay now I'm going, have fun at your new place, take care of yourself” yuta says and hugs his brother tightly

“Thank you yuta , I'll miss you so much, take care of yourself too” he hugs his brother back you were just standing awkwardly, they finally pulled, and yuta leaves as shotaro, lock the door, he sighs and sits on the bed for a while

“I hope we become good friends” you said with a smile

“Yeah, same here !!” He smiles sweetly, gosh his smile was so cute , you wished he smiles like that forever

“Did they give you the schedule?” You asked quietly

“ahh yes they did” he smiles and hands you a paper

“Oh well have the same classes” you say excitedly

“Oh really? Well that will be nice” he says sweetly and smiles softly.

Time goes by , you and shotaro developed a really good friendship , you two hung out together a lot , ate dinner after college, studied together, some people even thought you were dating , sometimes it was funny seeing people saying that the two of you look cute together, you will admit you have a tiny crush on shotaro, but you never knew if it was just a crush or actually love , he invited you to meet his family multiple times in japan but you refuse since you have projects and work to do, he told you that him and yuta are step brothers and that his father and yuta's mother are married since they were both children, now it was understandable why their surnames were different

Days went by and the first year of college is finally done , your plans were to go to meet your family back in your mother country

Shotaro also insisted that you go with him back to Japan to meet his family, you tried to refuse multiple times but he said that his parents wanted to see you so you finally gave up and decided to meet his parents, he told you can stay at their house since they have a guest room , you packed decent clothes , that looked good ,not too formal not too casual so they don't think of her in a bad image or something, you and shotaro finally arrive to japan and yuta welcomes you two

“Yuta omg I missed you” shotaro runs to yuta and hugs him tightly both of them have a smile on their faces

“I miss you too,mom and dad miss you alot they're also waiting impatiently to meet your friend” they both look at you while you stand awkwardly while your luggage is behind you

“Oh hi yuta” you smile and wave.you can hear him chuckle

“Let me take this” he walks to take the luggage from behind you and walks forward with shotaro and you behind them ,both of them sit in the front seats while you're in the backseat , “mom told me to take you both to a restaurant since she's kinda sick to cook food” yuta says

“Is she okay yuta?” Shotaro asks in a worried tone

“Yes she is, but you know mom always overworks herself” yuta sighs and parks the car

“Okay you two get out of the car” yuta says looking at you with a soft smile , you smile back and get out of the car , you went into the restaurant, it was selling Japanese, you heard shotaro complain sometimes to yuta about how much he misses the Japanese food, everyone ordered their food and after finishing yuta paid and he drove home, he unlocks the door, his parents were sitting together watching the tv

“We're home!!” Yuta yelled excitedly

“Oh god shotaro you're home finally” his dad smiles and hugs him tightly

“I'm assuming you're y/n right?” His mom asked you , she looked familiar to you

“Ah yes I am” you smile and nod

“You look familiar oh my , it's hard to remember oh god” she stares at you for few seconds

“Oh my , you're y/n , now I remembered, I'm ms.nakamoto do you remember me? You and yuta used to play together alot” you finally realized why did she look familiar

“Oh !! Yes of course I do remember “ you smile awkwardly as she hugs you tightly

“Yuta !! Come here” she yells, as yuta walks over , his red coloured bangs nearly covering his eyes , he was beautiful as always, since you were kids they always talked about how yuta looked handsome and his charm, girls at school always had a crush on him

“What is it mom?” He questions and raises his eyebrows

“That's y/n !! , the girl you used to play with back when you were a child, remember ? Before we come here” she asks him excitedly

“ahh yes I remember now, it's nice to meet you again y/n” he smiles softly, you smile back to him and nod slightly,Mrs.nakamoto started to ask you about your life and family and talked about her memories with your mom , since they knew each other from childhood , it was nice to hear about all these things after a long time , time passes and everyone goes to bed , shotaro leads you to the room you're supposed to stay at, there wasn't a bed , shotaro looks confusedly and calls his dad

“What happened to the furniture in this room?!” Shotaro asks with a slightly annoyed tone

“Well me and your mother decided to turn it into an office or a small library” his father smiles nervously

“she can sleep at your room shotaro don't be lame” his dad says

Shotaro looks at you in an embarrassed look on his face and sighs

“Follow me y/n…goodnight dad” he says and holds one of your hands leading you to his bedroom , shotaro was always nice and smiley if anyone needed anything they depend on him since he always looks nice and smiley to everyone

He opens his room, “ welcome to my room I guess” His room was warm colored with light brown , beige , etc. , it made you feel really relaxed and chill

“Your room looks great!!” You note and look at him with a smile, h looks at you and smiles warmly, his smile makes you melt , how can he be so cute , you always wondered

“You can sleep on the bed I'll sleep on the floor” he says and sighs

“No no it's okay , we can share the bed , but if you're uncomfortable, I'll be the one sleeping on the floor”

“Well…that's better than sleeping on the floor I guess” he says and chuckles, yo smile at his joke , and both of you lay on the bed ,it wasn't that big , your hands were touching

“Goodnight y/n” he whispers and gives his back to you

“Goodnight” you say and also turn and now your back was also facing him, you don't sleep really quickly, you can feel him moving you doubt that he's asleep, he turns to your side and wraps his hand around your waist,that move made heat , you felt yourself burning,you feel his hard dick against your ass and it made it worst,he was moving and rubbing his dick against your ass for way too much but can you blame him? He was asleep, you tried moving a little but there was no space, you just gave up and tried to sleep again,his arm tightened around your waist as you feel his hard cock against your ass, you were ready to get fucked at this point, you tried to calm down take your breath and relax , with his warm breath against your neck , his cock against your ass, his arm around your waist, it was hard for you to not moan, trying to resist it, you feel his body move slightly, you pretended to be sleeping in case he woke up

“Y/n are you awake?” He says in a sleepy voice , he always knew you had troubles sleeping so there was no point of lying

“Yes I am awake, do you need anything?” You asked trying to keep your voice low

“No , I was making sure , if you're uncomfortable I can sleep on the ground” he says , his voice was also low , and it turned you on even more

“No no it's okay, you know I always have troubles sleeping it's okay” you say and smile you weren't sure if he saw you smiling cuz it was really dark, he nods and hugs you tightly and kisses your neck, you didn't even try to fight him, you feel his other hand cupping one of your butt cheeks. you moan slightly as our fingers runs through his hair, he keeps kissing your neck and squeezing your ass. You tease him by playing with his waistband

He grabs your hand and puts it on his erection , “this is how you make me feel everytime gosh” he whispers and kisses your neck, “well, can I help you get rid of your problem?” You can hear him chuckle

“Oh I'd love to.” He sits straight and unbutton his pants and removes it , you help him get rid of his pants and boxers, his dick was screaming, hard and leaking pre-cum. You put the tip in your mouth, hearing him groan and curse under his breaths

“Aah fuck , you're so good at that god” he says thrusting his hips and moan , trying to keep it low so no one can hear them, you keep sucking him off and he moans , his moans were like music to your ears , it sounded amazing like a melody , time passes and you're still in the same position sucking him off , you can hear the door open, you froze in your place as you hear footsteps in the room

“What are you two doing at this late hour?” Yuta asks shotaro

“We were just having fun yuta oh my god” shotaro says and shrugs

“Keep going y/n , who knows you can suck him off next” shotaro says and yuta chuckles

“You're really shameless” yuta says and rolls his eyes, you close your eyes tightly due the embarrassment, you can feel your face heating and getting red , you wanted to hide anytime soon

“It looks like she's good at what she's doing” yuta says and laugh

“Oh hell yeah she is , she knows how to use her mouth properly, you gotta try it yourself” shotaro says , his voice was shaky and weak due to the pleasure

“Oh , now I'm interested” yuta says, his voice is low and deeper , you keep sucking shotaro’s dick until you feel warm liquid in your mouth, you can hear him groan as he pulls his dick out of your mouth, you swallow all the cum in your mouth, you feel your hair being pulled , you guess it was yuta , he settles you between his legs, he has already removed his pants, he taps the tip Infront of your lips waiting for you to open your mouth, as you open your mouth you feel his dick in your mouth, “ you knew you can't resist now , you mom told you to wait for the right person but who listens to their moms anyway? , you start bobbing your head up and down in a slight and slow motion , you can hear him groan and moan slightly

“Fuck it , you're too good, damn you were right” yuta says in a low voice , you can hear shotaro chuckle as you suck his brother's dick , you keep sucking yuta off , he throws his head back and moans , his voice was smooth and low , it kept going like that for few minutes until you felt him come in your mouth , you pull his dick out of your mouth and lay on the floor, you felt tired and sleepy

“Not right now,babe,we still have all night long” yuta says , shotaro helps you get off the floor and makes you lay on the bed instead , he gets on the bed next to you and starts tracing kisses on neck and chest while yuta settles between your legs after removing your pants and underwear, you can feel his half-hard dick right against your entrance ,until you felt him inside you , biting your lower lips trying to hold the argue to moan, while shotaro is busy sucking one of your nipples while squeezing the other one between his thumb and index as his older brother keeps fucking you and curses under his breath.

“That shit feels good fuck” yuta says , his voice was a little shaky

“You're just a fucking toy” you couldn't even answer cause you know you won't shut your mouth after that

“Aren't you just a cock sleeve , stupid bitch” you just nod as he thrust deeper inside you, shotaro sucking your nipple didn't make the situation better , you felt like you reached your climax and close your eyes as you feel your release

“Fuck baby you made a mess” yuta whispers as he grinds faster and takes a bit of your cum with his fingers and taste you then kisses you making you taste the salty taste of your orgasm, he finally feels the urge to cum as you feel his warm seeds inside you and shotaro finally let go of your nipples, you felt exhausted but they had other plans, shotaro and yuta switchs places , shotaro settles between your legs while yuta starts kissing your lips hungrliy while shotaro enters his dick inside you, you moan inside yuta's mouth, while shotaro groans slightly as he moves slowly, he was the opposite of his brother, slow and gentle while yuta was fast and rough but you enjoyed both anyways ,as shotaro starts thrusting faster and yuta cups your breasts and pinch your nipples between his fingers , shotaro's hair falls on his face and sticks to his forehead due to the sweat, he thrusts his hips against yours , your moans were starting to get loud until yuta wraps his hands around your neck making you choke while shotaro thrusts faster now ,tears filling your eyes , vision blurry, you can't even think properly, and all you're hearing is the sound of shotaro's body slamming against yours , you feel like you reached your climax finally, your eyes roll bsck as you release all your juice , he pulls out of you and your pussy clench around nothing, while shotaro comes all on your stomach,yuta's lips captures yours as he let go of your neck , you close your eyes and breath heavily, you felt yourself passing out. You wake in clean clothes next to shotaro, his arms were wrapped around you holding you close to him, his face buried in your neck

[aeraras]

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　　　　᭄　　　　🫧˖༉　　　　　꒰ྀི　　　　𝓜𝑦 　𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 　𝑎𝑙𝑙 　𝑑𝑎𝑦　　　𝜗𝜚

[chans-room]

Christmas Delights

Pairing: Yuta x reader

Genre: blind date, semi-explicit smut

Length: 3.1k

Rating: Explicit/18+ only

Warnings: reader gets set up on a blind date by a friend, not really explicit smut, lots of teasing and flirting, def some oral both f&m receiving but it's not explicitly described. Pretty soft tbh

Authors note: merry sexy Christmas hoes! But especially merry Christmas to @minisugakoobies @kiestrokes @minttangerines @eureka-its-zico & @j-a-nuary 🖤 not beta'd at all really we die like men. It's Christmas so if yall find issues, no you didn't 🖤

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You couldn't help but ask, despite the many times your friend had assured you this was not some elaborate prank. “I'm sorry, just… remind me again where you met this totally hot single guy?” You asked, “and why has he just… accepted the idea of going on a date with a total stranger on Christmas Eve, of all days?” you sighed, swiping another layer of lipstain across your mouth. You really wanted this to go well.

“Like I said before, this totally hot single guy works with my sister. When she and I went to dinner the other night, she was telling me about him, and we talked about you and how you're both single. So she asked him if he'd be into a blind date, and he said yes. And so did you. So you're going,” she said sharply, sensing your hesitation.

You rolled your eyes at her tone. “I wasn't going to bail, I was just making sure you didn't find some rando off the streets to take me out on Christmas Eve,” you shot back.

“Fine, fine. But just remember, you’re totally allowed to put out on the first date,” your friend teased. “And you're going to want to fuck this guy. He's hot.”

“Are you legally allowed to say that? Being married and happy in love and all that nonsense?” You teased back, followed by her loud bark of laughter.

“I’m allowed to look, not touch. But you better get going or else you're gonna be late for your hot date!”

You scoffed, snapping your compact shut, “It's like you don't know me at all. I’m at the bar having a pre-date cocktail, and I already turned my location on.”

“Good, now go get laid please,” your friend sighed. The way she pushed the idea of one night stands on you always felt a little like she was trying to live vicariously through you, but you rolled your eyes again and sipped your drink.

“Yeah, yeah, tell your husband I said hello and let me know if he likes my gift,” you said, hearing another peal of laughter before the line went dead.

The bar your date had chosen was gorgeous — teeming with Christmas lights and the smell of pine permeating the air. The soft glow and 40s Christmas music gave everything a romantic air, making you feel like you'd stepped into a dream.

Despite knowing he wouldn't be arriving for another 15 minutes at least, you couldn't help but scan the room for a man with a poinsettia in his front jacket pocket — the thing your friend had told you was the indication of your intended date.

You nearly choked on your drink when a man — a poinsettia clear in his front jacket pocket — walked in looking as if he'd just stepped off the runway. The black coat he wore looked like it cost more than your rent, his hair tousled into perfection, and a sultry smile set on his pretty mouth was enough to have you gaping like a fish.

If you could have thought past your shock, you would have pulled off your scarf and shoved the mistletoe in your bag, and you cursed yourself for not doing so when his eyes found yours. But to your surprise, they lit up with excitement as he sauntered over to you. The crowd seemed to part for him naturally before he slid into the seat next to you.

“Hello, gorgeous, it looks like you're my date. I'm Yuta,” he grinned. You couldn't help but notice he smelled as expensive as he looked, groaning internally at the situation you found yourself in. You introduced yourself softly, making his smile widen. “I'm gonna go grab our table. Will you order me one of wherever you're having and have the bartender add it to our table’s check?”

You nodded and watched him saunter away from you as swiftly as he had come. The wink he threw over his shoulder sent butterflies through your gut as you spun away from him, face heating. You had never felt so out of your depth before — you weren't some shy, wallflower. You simply didn't date because no one seemed worth your time or energy. But Yuta was something else. He had a magnetism to him, but also an easy charm, and you found yourself wanting to put in the energy for him.

With a deep breath, you straightened your spine, finished the last of your drink for courage, and surged forward. He was easy to find, despite being tucked into a corner looking even more attractive, if that were possible. His coat had been shed, hanging off the back of his chair elegantly, and left you staring at his near naked chest in his half unbuttoned shirt.

His smirk was borderline cocky, but you found it incredibly sexy.

“So,” he said as you sat down, “What’s a girl like you doing on her own on Christmas Eve?”

You shrugged, “My friends are all married, and I sent my parents on a cruise for Christmas this year. I was planning on going to my sister's for Christmas Day with my nieces and nephews.”

He smiled and nodded, the smirk still firmly on his face. “Generous and family oriented. Such a good girl. It makes me wonder even more why you're single,” he asked with a wink.

His teasing made you feel empowered to be yourself and be forward with him. “Because I haven't found a man who deserves my time. And why are you alone on Christmas Eve? All your model friends in Ibiza and leave you behind?”

His throaty laugh shot through you, warming you from your toes to your ears. “No one really has model friends, babe. They'll sell you for a job in the blink of an eye.”

You smirked back, “Ah, so you are a model. Does that mean I should leave now and save myself the heartbreak?”

“No, sweetheart. I said no one is friends with a model. I never said anything about being more than friends with one,” he grinned, leaning forward with his chin hammocked on the backs of his crossed fingers, elbows perched delicately on the edge of the table. You felt your cheeks heating as he stared into your eyes. You couldn't look away, caught in the dark abyss of his brown eyes. But he broke eye contact and leaned back in his seat, “Besides, I'm not a model, love. In another life maybe.”

“Well if you're not a model, what do you do for work?” You asked, leaning back in your seat. There was a flicker of surprise and confusion in his eyes for a moment as he hesitated.

“I'm sorry, you don't know?” He asked softly, expression concerned and almost guarded.

“No… should I?” You asked, racking your brain for conversations with your friend, searching your memory for a clue. “I know you work with my friends' sister? But I can't remember what she does. Should I be concerned?”

He looked truly shocked for a moment, but laughed a little to himself and shook his head, reconnecting his gaze with yours. “No, there's no need to be concerned. I was just… surprised. I work with a luxury marketing firm, which is how I know so much about models.”

You nodded in understanding, appraising him critically. Something about his answer felt false but you didn't push. A relative stranger was allowed his secrets, even if it made you curious. But you pushed your curiosity aside and let your hesitation go.

Dinner flew by, charmed and more than a little attracted to Yuta. He was funny, smart, a little cheeky, and overall just annoyingly your type. He paid for dinner and drinks, despite your protest to split the bill, and offered to drive you home when you walked outside to find flurries in the air.

“I swear on my father’s life, I am of sound mind and body to drive you home, even in the snow,” he teased, looping his arm in yours.

“I don't even know your dad! He could be dead for all I know!” You laughed, making him scoff. “Besides, I can just get an Uber and—”

“I will call him right now and you can confirm I am a loving, wonderful son who would never swear on his father’s life without cause,” he protested, pulling his phone out and flicking through apps to get to his contacts. He wiggled his eyebrows at you, his thumb hovering over the contact labeled ‘Dad 💙’.

“Alright, alright, I believe you. No need to wake up your dad to swear on your life. But if you hit so much as one curb, I’m getting out and I'm walking home,” you threatened weakly.

“Don't worry, I'll keep you safe,” he said with a soft smile, tucking his phone back into his pocket and holding his hand out to you. You stared at the offered hand for a moment — eyes sweeping over the manicured nails, gorgeously knobby knuckles on long, slender fingers, and chunky rings — as you listened to your heartbeat in your ears.

You threaded your fingers with his, grinning to yourself as his hand fit in yours comfortably. His skin was soft and warm and without thinking you replied, “I trust you.”

His hand squeezed yours in response, pulling you closer to him.

The short walk to his car was comfortably quiet, you both watching the snow dance through the air and coat the world in a layer of powder while stealing glances at each other.

“My lady, your chariot,” he said, pulling you to a stop in front of an inconspicuously nice car. You rolled your eyes and gave him a playful smile as you slid into the passenger seat.

“My knight in shining Armani,” you teased him back.

“I prefer Louis Vuitton,” he grinned, “But I'll be your knight in shining armor any day,” he said with a cheeky wink before closing the door.

You felt the heat spread down your neck and to your chest as you giggled to yourself watching him saunter around the car, eyes never leaving yours.

The drive to your apartment was short, but it felt like a thousand degrees in his car with one of his hands firmly on your thigh, his grip tightening every so often making you fight the urge to gasp every time. You could see his smirk out of the corner of your eye every time you swallowed the sound.

He easily maneuvered into your parking garage, pulling into an empty space expertly. Time stretched as you contemplated what to do; inviting him in seemed almost too forward but not inviting him in felt like a waste of a perfect first date. Just as you had thought you made your decision, he broke the silence.

“I lied to you earlier,” he said softly, voice tinged with sadness. “Well, I didn't lie but I wasn't completely honest. I do work at a luxury marketing firm, but I don't work with your friend’s sister. And that's not my only job.”

“I don't understand… if you didn't—”

“I'm an escort.” He said, your heart plummeting to your knees. “Not… not all the time. And I've been…. unhappy with it lately. But your friend paid me to take you out tonight, and I almost turned her down but… god maybe I should have. She said you knew about it but when you asked me what I did I-I…” he trailed off.

Your thoughts were racing; the betrayal stung something deep in you and your eyes welled with tears.

“Please, don't cry. I'm so sorry. When I realized, I almost told you. But then I… you just… you wanted to be there. With me. Not because you had any expectations or because you knew it was a paid interaction. And I didn't want it to end. I'm sorry I've deceived you, God I feel so gross.”

“I'm… not upset with you,” you blurted out, making him freeze, eyes cutting over to you in confusion. “I mean, obviously it's not the best information to get after the best date I've ever been on. But it's not your fault. You didn't know, and honestly I wouldn't blame you if you never told me. I'm really just mad that she would go behind my back like this. Am I really that horrible and unlovable she thinks she has to pay someone to pretend to be—”

“Whoa, who said anything about pretending?” He scoffed, squeezing your thigh again. You hadn't realized his hand had remained there. Even more surprisingly, the feeling of it being there hadn't changed. “I'm very attracted to you. And there's nothing wrong with you. There's something wrong with your friend for deciding to betray your trust like this,” he said firmly.

“So… to clarify. You were hired to…?”

“Take you to dinner and have sex with you, yes.”

“But when you realized I didn't know that you decided this was…?”

“A real date, yes. I just… didn't want to not tell you. Because that would feel…”

“Yeah. Agreed. So if this was a real date… do you want to come upstairs?”

His eyes widened as he stared at you in shock. “Are you sure? I swear I don't expect anything and I don't want you to be uncomfortable and—”

“If you’re saying this is real, this date is real, then yes. I'm sure,” you nodded, a smile spreading across your face as you could see the wheels turning in his mind.

Suddenly he stopped, his eyes locking onto yours as he flexed his hand, squeezing your thigh intentionally. The tiny gasp you let out seemed to make up his mind as he surged across the console to press his lips to yours.

It was as perfect as you hoped it'd be; an eruption of sparkles in your chest making you feel breathless. He pulled away after a moment, your mouth chasing after him subconsciously.

“I have one rule, if I go upstairs with you,” he said softly, his thumb coming up to caress your cheek. You nodded, urging him to make his stipulation. “I get to take you out on another date. New Year's Eve maybe?”

“You want to wait that long to see me again?” You grinned, teasing him.

“If it were up to me I'd take you on a date tomorrow. But I'm not in a hurry; I'll wait till next Christmas Eve if it means I have a chance with you,” he said earnestly.

Your heart fluttered, nodding as you pulled back. “Let's go upstairs. I want to see if all this time as an escort paid off.”

He scoffed, powering down the engine of his car as you got out. “Sweetheart, trust me. You'll never experience anyone else like me.”

“We’ll see about that, maybe a refund will be in order. Who knows,” you shrugged, giving him a wink as you sauntered over to the elevator.

You barely made it a few steps before his hand caught yours, pulling you backwards into his chest. “Trust me, you're not gonna want a refund,” he breathed in your ear.

His hands tightening around your hips sent a zing of pleasure down your spine as you entered for the elevator, his length pressing into the small of your back, teeth grazing the side of your neck.

The elevator was torture, his skillful fingers dancing across any shred of bare skin he could find while whispering all the filthy things he had planned, with your permission of course.

It was only when your door closed behind you that you let yourself sink into the sensations. His hands splayed out across your stomach and skirting into the waistband of your pants. “Can I?” He asked, pinky finger circling the button.

A bolt of insecurity lanced through you for a moment, causing you to stammer out, “I-I don't know if I prepared well enough or—”

“Hey,” he said softly, turning your face up to look into his eyes. “There's no comparison, okay? Everyone is different and incredible in their own way. But I, as a man and not as an escort, am so fucking attracted to you.”

You felt your knees go weak, turning around and pulling him to kiss you, hands tugging at his clothes to shuck them off as quickly as you could.

Time seemed to slow as you undressed each other, hands touching and teasing and pleasing. You didn't care about the overturned lamp, nor the clatter of your purse falling on the floor, or the muffled sounds of your respective clothes hitting the hardwood beneath your feet.

All you knew was him; sharp citrus and soft woody permeating the air, sweet mint of his abandoned gum against your mouth, the strength of his hands under your thighs, his breathy voice in your ears asking for directions to your room between gasps.

It wasn't long until he had you moaning and mewling underneath him, wringing orgasm after orgasm out of you, leaving you boneless and satisfied underneath his smirking form.

You fell asleep talking about the future and making plans for a second date, discussing why he wanted to leave his second job behind, and debating on what you should do about your friend. He bid you to sleep on it before making a decision, kissing your forehead as you faded into a dreamless sleep.

You woke with his arms around you, face nuzzled into the back of your neck as he traced his tongue down your skin.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” he said into your ear, voice deep and rough with sleep.

“Merry Christmas,” you hummed back.

“Sleep well?” He asked, moving from behind you, pulling you down to lay on your back underneath him.

“Definitely,” you smiled, reaching up to push his hair back from his forehead. “You?”

“Of course,” he smiled, surging forward to kiss you deeply, stealing the breath from your lungs before pulling back with a smirk. “I am hungry though. Christmas breakfast has always been my favourite.”

“I'm not sure I have anything in my fridge to—” you began but your voice died out with the feeling of his lips trailing down your chest, stomach, and the insides of your thighs.

“You're not going anywhere,” he nearly purred, “I have all I need right here.”

His tongue flattening against your core made you go boneless, and he made quick work of bringing you to bliss no less than three times before you were pushing him away and pinning him to your bed, returning the favour.

When you finally managed to extract yourself from your sheets, followed by his grabby hands and your rolling eyes, he broached the subject of your friend again.

“I really have no issues refunding her. I’m not necessarily cheap but I feel bad considering you're… my… girlfriend? Now?” He asked hopefully.

“Nah, just spend the money on our next date and we’ll call it even,” you smiled, kissing his cheek, “boyfriend.”

[bgarchivee]

yuta (nct/soloist)

[prplocks]

ᴅᴇʙᴜᴛ: ʏᴜᴛᴀ

depth

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[viasdreams]

── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──

shutting johnny down after he reaches out

⊹ this is part 2, you can read part 1 here!!

a/n: thank you to all the ppl that left plot suggestions in my inbox!! i <3 you !!!

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[jeon-ify]

on live - nakamoto yuta

pairing: yuta (nct) x female reader *

a/n: hello!! this is my first nct smut!! ofc its gonna be of my bias????? yuta is rlly hot in this one and hes super super dom and mean but recently ive been into cnc (its a trauma response or a coping mechanism mannn idk) and i had a dream about yuta last night so i think this would be THE ONE! this might be my most toe curling and nastiest and most graphic smut i’ve ever written and tbh i love it 😁

in which yuta fucks you and makes you touch yourself on camera for him to watch while he’s on tour.

warnings: swearing, dom!yuta x sub!reader, unprotected sex (yeee a big no no) mentions of tossing out birth control (ib @justaaveragereader ), yuta calls reader a bitch, slut, whore, cnc!play, sextape in the making, pussy slapping, titty slapping and sucking, face slapping, spit play, breeding kink, female anatomy, she/her reader, some?jaehyun? sex on live, if i missed anything lmkk

genre: smut, dark romance

mdni. 18+

enjoy nasties

“wait, why are you buying lingerie? isn’t yuta leaving in like 3 days?” your friend asks you as you both decided to shop around for a set of lingerie to prepare for a film that your boyfriend was oh so excited to make.

as you both walked through the last couple of aisles, you find a gorgeous black and pink set. you already knew yuta would go insane over it, already imagining the different positions and scenarios he’d play out for you.

lately, yuta’s been into cnc play. something that he was so unsure and insecure about; but when the topic came up, he brought it up to you. you were always open to trying new things with yuta, as long as you both knew where you stood, and that there was a line.

“girl come look, oh my god…” you hold up the piece for you friend to see, watching the way her eyes shift to the corset area.

“good luck walking normally for the next week. he’s gonna fuck your brains out!” she says, almost too loud for the crowd.

you pick out your size and check out to head home. you throw your bags in the car, finally getting a chance to text your man.

my yuta 🤍: hey baby, i’m on my way home. i’m gonna stop at target really fast

my yuta 🤍: are you home?

y/n: hi baby!!!!!!!!! i’m not home yet

y/n: i’m almost there tho

my yuta 🤍: okay gimme like 20 minutes bb

y/n: okay :3

you pull into your driveway, grabbing your things and rushing inside to hurry into your new set. you quickly showered and did your hair, spraying it to hold the wet hair look. you rubbed on body oil followed by a body shimmer, yuta’s favorite thing you do. you sprayed perfume on your ankles, wrists and neck, wherever yuta would be closest to you.

you also put on a touch of makeup, as yuta loved when you wore makeup, just so he can watch it run down your face when he fucks your throat.

after 20 minutes of getting yourself ready for your man, you unlock the front door, running up the stairs for yuta to see you waiting on your knees in the middle of the bed. you calmed your breathing, nervousness clouding your entire body when you hear the front door slowly open.

the front door was never unlocked unless something was going on— and this had yuta’s blood rushing, knowing you were home with the door open already for him.

“baby? i’m home, why’s the door unlocked?” he yells for you, getting no answer— expecting him to walk upstairs looking for you. you hear him putting some bags down, listening to the jingling of keys and shoes being thrown around.

“my love, i’m not playing this game.” he sighs. you hear him finally walking up the stairs, blood rushing to your ovaries and making your head spin in excitement. he opens your bedroom door, taking in the view before him. you’re on your knees in the middle of the silk covered king bed, with a pink maid lingerie set on, your wet hair almost coming down to your breasts, shifting with every deep breath you take.

you hurriedly finish setting up the camera on the chair across from bed, making sure your hair and outfit looks perfect— if you’re posting this on twitter, it has to be astounding.

you rush to get back into position, hearing yuta’s footsteps approaching. he nears the room, leaving the door completely open. his gaze darkens, curiosity at the scene before him is making his cock hard. he can only wonder what’ll happen next.

“fuckin’ hell. this what you were doing? look at you, pretty girl. is this new?” he walks up to you, reaching for the straps on your fabric, admiring the way your clean skin is perfectly suited by the set you’ve had on.

“all for you, baby. wanted it to be a surprise when you got home. i remember you mentioned you wanted to try cnc, so i got excited.” you breathily laugh. yuta’s fingers run up your neck and down to the valley of your breasts.

“yeah? good memory, baby. what do you say i rip this off you and pound your pretty cunt, hm?” his long hair bounces off his shoulders when he stands up and undresses himself. slides off his white top, his black trousers following suite.

he doesn’t notice the camera at first, but when he catches you looking at the phone on the chair every 20 seconds to make sure it hasn’t fell, his cock (impossibly) gets harder and harder.

“yuta, aren’t you tired from work?” you pretend to push him away from you, but yuta doesn’t budge. he leans over your smaller figure, planting a kiss on your forehead.

the smell of his car is what’s following his body, the new car scent making your head spin. the cologne he wears makes compliment to his aesthetic, edgy and mysterious— with notes of tobacco and ocean breeze. you catch a tiny bit of vanilla as he moves away from you. the mix of fragrances makes your mind fuzzy.

“never too tired to fuck you,” he continues demandingly, cupping your jaw to get a better view of your nervous look. his shoulders are tense and you notice the sweat beginning to form around his chest. “no, yuta. i don’t want to,”

“don’t fight me baby. you’re only making this worse for yourself,” his large hands press your back down onto the mattress, spreading your thighs to kiss around your heat. his teeth magically unbutton the body suit you struggled to clasp together. amazed, you moan out when you feel his teeth graze your cunt through your thin lace panties. he pushes your thighs apart as he kisses and licks you through the thin material.

letting go of your legs, he rips your panties off and licks a long stripe from the top to the bottom of your clit. he sucks at the sensitive area, whimpering and gasping at the taste of you.

your pussy clenches and convulses around his tongue while your thighs attempt to shut around his long haired head. his brown hair is damp with sweat, using his free hand to brush his hair back. he bites at your clit, making your legs twitch. “yuta, stop— please,” you whimper with watery eyes while your orgasm threatens to approach.

he only groans in response, sucking harder and flicking his tongue faster up and down your entire cunt. your orgasm approaches; you release all over the area where a beard would sit.

his stronger hands make impact with your pussy, your body jolting in response. “stop fucking moving. i’m gonna use you how i see fit, am i clear, y/n?”

“but i-“

“but i don’t care. don’t make me tie you down.”

his dark eyes lock into yours, making your heart jump in fear and excitement for what’s about to come. your legs force themselves open while yuta strokes himself slightly and lines his cock up with your soaked, sore cunt. in one thrust, he’s all the way in, giving yourself no time to adjust. he places his hand on your mouth to block out all sound from you. “yeah, keep that fuckin’ mouth shut. only thing you’re good for is this pussy.”

he lands another sharp slap on your cunt, making you cry out. your back arches upward and you could’ve swore you just saw your brain from how hard your eyes rolled back. “gonna toss out your birth control and fill you up every. fucking. day.” with every word, he pulls out completely, then thrusts harder back into you. your body shivers and your toes curl at the contact. with your back arched up, he takes the opportunity to remove his hand from your mouth and undo your entire set, stripping you completely naked.

after he’s satisfied with the scene before him, he slaps your right tit, then your left, then the right. the muscle turns red and you wince out in pain. he leans down to suck and lick at the area, earning a gasp from you.

“don’t cum in me, please!” you beg. you absolutely need him to breed you— it’s a staple in your’s and yuta’s sex life. it wasn’t sex if he didn’t full you up by the end of it.

“shut the fuck up. the last time i checked, sluts like you don’t care about getting pregnant, hm? they just sleep around and wait for someone to empty their cum into their loose pussies, yeah? that what you are?”

“n-no.” your eyebrows furrow in anger at the words he throws at you. the expression on your face doesn’t match the expression your pussy displays. you’re throbbing and swallowing him in, unknowingly cumming around him for the -nteenth time.

“yeah, you are. say it with me.” his tone softens as he talks you through the most vulgar words, waiting for you to say the words.

“i’ll call someone if you don’t let me go.”

“who are you gonna call, darling? the cops? i’ll make them watch.” he slaps the left side of your face, leaving a red handprint on your glossy skin.

“open your legs. don’t make me repeat myself,” you force your shaky legs open while yuta continues his assault on your sore pussy. the lewd moans he lets out makes your head fuzzy. “so fucking tight. even after i fucked you for hours,”

his thrusts slow, then they continue at a rough and fast pace. his fingers are hooked into the right side of your mouth like a dental clamp. your teeth are covered in your own arousal.

he repositions the both of you to where you’re both facing the camera. he cups your jaw, making you watch him fuck you through the camera. you connected your phone to the tv, so you’re both seen on the screen.

“say hi to your fans, bitch. we’re on live.”

somehow, yuta managed to switch to a livestream, the comments being flooded with a sweaty face emoji and thirsty comments. he pounds into you while you’re both whining and whimpering, holding your hair back to push you deeper onto his length.

“n-no, yuta, let me go!”

you’re cut off by a sharp slap on your ass. “one more chance. say hi.”

“h- fuck, i can’t!”

you watch the views go up dramatically, while yuta smiles manically.

12.7M VIEWS

3.7M COMMENTS

1.27M GIFTS

cznniehoe: man im tryna get my coochie stretched too

johnnysuh: no sharing?

jaehyun: hot

marklee: dude this is so hot

taeil: bro what let me get some

taeyong: BOW BOW BOW BOW BOW THATS THAT BOOTY MEAT

the views only increase, making your heart clench at nervousness.

“say hi to jaehyun for me.”

“i can’t—“ another slap to your right ass cheek, already forming a bruise. he pulls you off of him, watching yours and his cum drip down his cock and your thighs. “h-hi jaehyun,”

jaehyun: hello pretty girl

“there you go. wasn’t so hard was it?” yuta leans over to grab the camera and angle it at your face. it’s at selfie level as you stare at your own arousal on your face and the mascara on your cheeks. your lips are puffy and red with strands of hair on your face.

you look like yuta’s bitch.

[svnight]