wonhoslittlebunny

[wonhoslittlebunny]

Birthday Spanks (M)

pairing: free spanks!yoongi x free spanks!oc

genre: smut 18+

wc: 3.2k

warnings: cursing, fingering, yoongi fucks your mouth with his fingers, spanking (of course), pet names, slight allusions to degradation, unprotected birthday sex, creampie, slight possessiveness, use of nipple clamps, reader loves Yoongi’s hands (don’t we all. sigh), tiny impreg kink if you squint

date: October 22, 2020

a/n: unedited just wanted to get it posted

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req from anon who messaged me! hope you enjoy ♡

you can think of a few people who’d have your head on a silver platter if they found what you were up to with joshua right this second, his fingers curling around your wrist and pinning them on the brick wall behind you. their warnings to stay away from the boy who shoplifted and played with the hearts of numerous other girls lingered in the back of your head, but his tongue quickly chases those away.

you moan against his lips, and the sound shoots straight to joshua’s cock. he surged forward, shoving a knee between your thighs as he nipped at your bottom lip. a load of curses escaped from your lips as his lips travelled down to your jaw, neck, and whatever expanse of skin wasn’t covered up from the shirt you were wearing.

“wonder what your friends would say if they found you like this,” joshua hums, latching his lips onto a spot on your neck, creating a purple mark you know won’t be gone soon. you manage to bite back, “and i bet your crew wouldn’t like this either,” though a groan cuts you off when he grinds his leg up to the apex between your thighs, rubbing against your clothed wetness.

“oh baby, they don’t give a damn who i go home with,” he grins at you, a hand coming up to a strong grip on your jaw, his thumb running on your bottom lip. you lower your lips just a bit so the finger slips into your mouth, and you make sure joshua’s eyes are trained on you as you lap on his digit, ravishing it like a sweet piece of candy.

“you know you’re mine,” he mutters, leaningin in close enough to you to brush his lips against yours, yet never really capturing it fully. “mine to kiss, mine to fuck.” he kisses the corner of your mouth before separating again. “mine, and only mine.”

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[ 14:14 ] ⟼ 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦

he can’t help it. he can’t stop himself from lifting his hips up to meet the tight squeeze of your fingers around his shaft, panting as you peck his cheek and utter soft words against his skin. he can’t stop himself from wanting to make you pay for what you’re doing to him under the thick blanket.

“hyuck, can you grab the popcorn for me?” he glares at you. but donghyuck is not in an advantageous situation, so he complies to your cocky demand, leaning toward jaemin to snatch the bowl from him and hand it to you. the smile you send him is sickeningly sweet, innocent even, when your hand is doing unholy things to him, while his own members are right there. “thanks, babe.”

you kiss the tip of his nose once more and ignore how he rolls his eyes in annoyance, the grip over your thigh tightening ever so slightly. a faint groan leaves his lips. while hyuck’s heart is hammering against his chest, renjun looks at the two of you, but all he sees is you and donghyuck being you and donghyuck, so he scoffs to himself, upset, because the ones who picked the movie aren’t even watching it.

although you hear it, you don’t comment on it. there’s other things to think about when your boyfriend’s hand is slowly slipping between your thighs and pressing down onto your entrance over your soiled underwear.

with the film’s flashes, donghyuck is finally able to see how beautiful you are as he starts touching you. your eyes sparkle with want, your lips are twisted in a gentle smile and your cheeks heat up a furious pink. despite jerking his cock with a skillfull hand, you still manage to look like an angel, and he can’t resist the urge to kiss you. kiss you until you’re out of breath and your lips are swollen and begging for more.

“oh, my love.” he murmurs into your mouth before he pulls away to let you drop your head on his shoulder. your hair tickles his neck, yet he can’t bring himself to care, his fingers having pushed your underwear aside and now buried knuckle-deep inside your soaked pussy. he loves how breathless you already are.

“be quiet baby, or else you won’t hear the end of it.” he whispers. and this is why, poor thing, you should not mess with the devil, unless you want to be messed with in return ♡

𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 @luvlelezhong

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for I have sinned | m.l

→church boy! mark x reader, slight yukhei x reader

summary: whilst his parents are gone on a cruise ship vacation, Mark takes your parent’s kindness allowing them to take him to church with you all, believing he is nothing but a good church boy in the community and not the filthy sinner he actually is.

songs: gods and monsters— lana del rey, générique— dominique ney, little death— the neighbourhood

contains: 1998! au, smut, some humor, ending fluff, mentions of religion, fingering, spit kink, light degradation, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, minor auralism, light masturbation, rough sex, cream pie, mentions of blood (non descriptive), virginity loss.

disclaimer: this writing is purely fictional, in no way should the idol be viewed this way as it is only a character. please know my intention is not to offend anyone and please keep an open mind.

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Hey there :) who do you think in dream would be into tits and ass and why hehe

hey...let’s see

mark -> ass. idk it’s just something about him that screams ass guy. like if you’ve got a nice booty then he’s gonna have a hard time keeping his eyes off you (more off your butt). I just think sexually he’d be more attracted to a girl’s ass rather than tits cause he can check it out more lowkey yk?

renjun -> ass. actually this was hard to pick but i see him as an ass guy because ‘hard dom renjun and his need to give it to you from the back since that feels the most dominating’.

jeno -> tits. total titty guy like the vibes are reeking from him. likes how they kinda pop open when he takes your bra off. also likes the way your nipples perk up when he pinches them. a great way to tease you too. like he’s spend hours just sucking your tits, leaving you to want more.

haechan -> ass. ass guys vibes max time bro. is absolute filth for your ass and can’t seem to keep his hands off it, during sex and in general. just loves how soft it is and likes to knead it while you’re on top of him.

jaemin -> tits. the body worship king absolutely loves your boobs. likes how your nipples feel in his mouth and how soft your titties are. likes the way the bounce when he’s fucking you and if there’s any part of your body he goes for first after undressing you then its your breasts.

chenle -> tits. dude has had very little time to settle on it but he prefers your tits. maybe cause he just sees them more than your ass, that’s all. your boobs aren’t the biggest (not the smallest either) but they’re just the right size to make your body beautiful. that’s what chenle likes about them. no one can look as good as you do with your breasts except for you

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dad instincts

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for I have sinned | m.l

→church boy! mark x reader, slight yukhei x reader

summary: whilst his parents are gone on a cruise ship vacation, Mark takes your parent’s kindness allowing them to take him to church with you all, believing he is nothing but a good church boy in the community and not the filthy sinner he actually is.

songs: gods and monsters— lana del rey, générique— dominique ney, little death— the neighbourhood

word count: 14.5k

contains: 1998! au, smut, some humor, ending fluff, mentions of religion, fingering, spit kink, light degradation, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, minor auralism, light masturbation, rough sex, cream pie, mentions of blood (non descriptive), virginity loss.

disclaimer: this writing is purely fictional, in no way should the idol be viewed this way as it is only a character. please know my intention is not to offend anyone and please keep an open mind. In no way are the main characters (mark, yukhei, and the reader) underage, they just live with their parents whilst attending university.

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Best Friend

Your boss and boyfriend, Jaehyun, decides to show his best friend, Taeyong, who you really belong to.

Pairing: Boss!Jaehyun x female reader

Genre: smUT! Very smut, much smut, whats that? SmuT

Warnings: possessiveness, humiliation, degradation, exhibition, dirty talk, semi-public sex, sir kink, fingering, oral sex (female), some male masturbation, penetration, rough sex, some bdsm themes, impregnation kink.

Word Count: 6.3K

(Thank youuuuu to the anon that requested this, at first I was like ??? Um how? but I think it turned out okay! I hope you like it 😈)

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[6:37 PM] Taeyong gracefully poured a glass of wine for you at his own welcome home dinner. Your boyfriend and boss, Jaehyun, wanted the two of you to welcome his best friend, Taeyong, back home to Seoul. Jaehyun and Taeyong grew up together and were best friends since middle school. They separated when they went to college. Taeyong left to attend a school in the U.S, but Jaehyun decided to fulfill his parents’ wishes and attend a university in Seoul. Jaehyun got a position as the Vice President of Marketing at his father’s company as soon as he graduated, but Taeyong didn’t have such luck. Jaehyun used his position at the company to get Taeyong in. He wanted the best for Taeyong and was able to convince his father to name him as the Vice President of Sales so that they could work closely together again. The two were beyond happy to finally be reunited. “This is my girlfriend and assistant, y/n.” Jaehyun motioned towards you while holding you close. You smiled and shook Taeyong’s hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you! Jaehyun talks about you all the time.” Taeyong laughed. “Jaehyun, Why are you so obsessed with me?” He rolled his eyes and pretended to flip his hair, making you and Jaehyun burst out in laughter. “It’s nice to meet you too, y/n. I must say, you’re way prettier in person than in the pictures on Instagram..I mean, you’re pretty in those too but yeah..you get what I’m saying.” Taeyong’s large eyes held onto yours while he watched you blush. Mistake #1

Jaehyun smiled through the slight jealousy he felt.

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dUUUUDE that Hendery catching you smut was 😩😩😩😩👌🏻 do you think you could make one for Johnny? 👀

absolutely, lovely!

––frustration; 2.3k

johnny could hear you losing your patience. there was that series of sounds again–a buzzing sound that continued on for about a minute and a half before it shut off, the vigorous rustling of bed sheets, and a sigh before the pattern repeats itself.

it’s been about thirty minutes of you trying and failing to get the right position with your vibrator, each position not buzzing intently on your clit like it usually does.

“i just charged it,” you’d mumble frustratedly. “didn’t i?” shaking your head, you position the vibrator again, the small device humming to life. 

this time might be the one, johnny thinks, the buzzing having continued on for about five minutes. if he really strains his ears, he can hear the soft sound of you moaning, and he slides his eyes shut, a hand reaching down to grip his cock.

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psa>>about noona kinks...

A while ago, someone asked me for a Jeongin fic where ‘he has a noona kink’.  

I didn’t know if I should laugh or puke.

Let me explain. 

Because honestly, the person who requested was definitely not from a culture where using honorifics to address people older than you is basic courtesy. They probably don’t realise the significance of these honorifics.

At first, I wanted to explain to this anon that they were the one with the noona kink; people who come from cultures which use honorifics excessively do not EVER find them remotely sexy. No. Really, trust me, I’m from one such culture.

And then, I realised there was a deeper issue. 

I can’t help but see noona/oppa kinks as a form of cultural fetishisation.

Like, my friend is dating this cutie a year younger than her, and he calls her didi out of habit, not as a kink. It’s awfully disconcerting when a foreigner - someone who doesn’t realise the significance and meaning of the words they are using - turn an honorific into a kink/fetishise it.

Please don’t. You don’t know what it is like to use honorifics. It is hella creepy. I mean, if a foreigner asked me to call them akka/anna/didi/bhaiya specifically as a turn on during sex, I’d get the fuck away from them because eww.

Yeah, we talk a lot about racial fetishisation, but fixating over titles from a foreign culture is a sort of unhealthy cultural fetishisation, too. It is awfully uncomfortable. 

Honorifics aren’t the same as sexualised titles. Please DON’T.

Any writers, if you see this, please share and take heed; please try to incorporate this into your writing. I’m sure kpopie writers on tumblr are as understanding as they seem, and I hope we can stop encouraging unhealthy fixations of this sort.

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200415 wkorea instagram update with Johnny & Jaehyun

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[1:12]

You were currently at the dorms of 127, just hanging out. Everyone was currently in the living room and you had stumbled into Johnny’s room to get one of his sweaters because you were cold.

He had a copy of Neo Zone laying around on his bed and you couldn’t help yourself but to look through the photo booklet when you stumbled upon this picture.

The vibes he was giving was indescribable that it took your breath away. His demeanor and the wide leg spread was doing something to you.

You were too busy staring at the picture, trying to gather your thoughts that you didn’t realize Johnny had walked into his room and was standing behind you.

He watched the way you looked at the picture, your face was tinted rosy red and your lip was caught between your lips.

“You like that picture?” He asked starling you.

You immediately dropped the book, “Jesus, you fucking scared me Suh!” You hit his arm and picked up the book and threw it back to his bed.

“Sorry, I was curious and couldn’t wait.” You apologized in hopes that he wouldn’t be upset that you were looking through his things.

Johnny had a smirk on his lips and you weren’t exactly sure why so you smiled back and tried to move around him to leave the room.

But he blocked you off and held you by the waist, “You didn’t answer my question (Y/N).” He pulled you in a little closer.

Your hands came up to hold his biceps, “Do you really wanna know what I was thinking?” Your tone was soft and sensual, your finger dragging up and down on his skin.

“I really do, tell me.”

You tippy toed up to his ear and whispered, “That picture screamed ‘Suck my dick now’ and I couldn’t help but think of that.” Your tongue came out to lick his earlobe.

The grip he had on your waist tightened and he pulled you more into his body so you could feel his growing bulge.

“Suck my dick.” He ordered you and moved his lips to your neck where he began to harshly suck on your skin, not caring if he left a mark or not.

Your blunt nails dug into his skin and you moaned his name softly only fueling each other’s lust and want.

His hands moved from your waist down to your ass and lifted you so you could wrap your legs around his waist and started grinding you against him, “Shit, I may just fuck you instead.”

Johnny laid you down his bed and instantly your lips met, the kiss was full of want and need. He started to rut against you, a delicious pleasure forming in the pit of your stomach.

But you really wanted to have him in your mouth, you wanted his taste on your tongue.

You pulled away from the kiss and pushed on his shoulders, “You can fuck me later. Get on your back, I want to suck your dick.”

He smirked at you and gave you a quick peck before he detached from your body and sat down next to you.

You got off your back and kneeled in between his legs, pulling down his sweats with his briefs. You were getting impatient and didn’t have time to tease.

The sight of painfully hard cock springing free and hitting his stomach made your mouth water and your arousal pool in your panties.

There was precum already leaking from the tip and you wasted no time kitten licking it, savoring the bitter taste of him.

“You taste so good daddy.” You moaned and licked up from the base to the tip, feeling his veins on your tongue.

You popped the tip in your mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds before you slowly started taking in the rest of him.

Your hand started to pump the rest that couldn’t fit into your mouth at the same time your head started bobbing up and down on his length.

Johnny hissed and groaned whenever you would take him all the way in and he hit the back of your throat.

You focused on breathing through your nose to ease your gag reflex so you could take more of him. Tears prickled your eyes and saliva was dripping down your chin.

He hit the back of your throat again and you swallowed around his tip making him twitch in your mouth.

“Fuck, that felt good.” He hissed pulling your hair into a make shift ponytail, “Do it again babygirl.” He pushed your head just a little.

One of your hands landed on his thigh for support and you started sucking him off harder and faster, your grip tightening around the base of his cock for added pleasure.

Johnny hit the back of your throat again and you swallowed around him once more but instead of pulling him out, you left him there and did it again, hollowing your cheeks for more.

“Fuck, fuck I’m gonna cum.” Johnny groaned and pulled your hair to push you away but like you said, you wanted the taste of him.

So you kept your head in place and his hot cum came out in thick ropes that hit the back of your throat. You kept sucking him till you milked every drop he had to offer you.

Once he was done, you pulled away and showed him your tongue that was covered his essences. You looked him in the eye as you swallowed everything he’d given you.

“You’re such a dirty slut, aren’t you?” He pulled you off knees and into his lap, making you straddle him.

“Now it’s my turn to taste you.”

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Johnny Suh is asking to have his dick sucked and I am more than happy to do so, like yesss daddy 🤤

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[7PM] 🎃 (a request for soft dom renjun)

You sat cuddled up with Renjun on a corner of the massive couch that stretched across the dorms living room. Other members and trainees were scattered across the apartment, some huddled around the television chattering over the horror film that played on the screen as others hung around the kitchen eating candy and drinking.

They had finished all of their Halloween filming for the day and the real party had finally kicked off in multiple areas of the SM building with people drifting in and out of each dorm, socializing. Haechan was decked out in a Frankenstein costume, stuffing candy in his face while looking over the shoulders of Jisung and Chenle who were dressed as Mario and Luigi, sat on the floor in front of the couch, as they played some new video game on their phones.

You tilted your head up at your boyfriend Renjun who had decided to go as a vampire this year. The makeup artists had done a great job. His hair was dyed black and slicked up. He wore a black button shirt that was buttoned up halfway, exposing his chest and a dark cape with dress pants decked out with chains that hung off of his belt. They had even attached fangs to his teeth. He looked both handsome and freaky.

“What are you staring at angel… are you scared of me?” he taunted, as he licked across his teeth, exposing his fangs to you. You laughed as you threw your hand over his mouth. “Stop, it looks SO real,” you giggled.

“Your costume looks real too…” he murmured, playing with the halo over your head, “you really do look like you’ve come straight from the heavens, tonight.” You blushed at his comment. He pulled your face in for a kiss. Luckily everyone around you was too distracted by the festivities to pay much attention to the both of you. Renjun slipped his tongue into your mouth as he deepened the kiss, before slipping one of his hands around your neck. This was a tell tale sign that he was getting in the mood because your usually sweet and soft boyfriend always showed his dominant side when he was getting worked up.

You grabbed his hand before he could fully take hold of your neck and broke the kiss. He let out a soft groan in response before grabbing your hand and dragging you away from the noise of the party and towards his room. As he tugged you down the hall, you nearly ran into Jeno who had flattened himself against the wall to make room for the two of you. “Gosh, you guys could have killed me just now!” he yelled as Renjun slammed the door behind you both before shoving you back against it roughly. 

He captured your mouth in another deep kiss as he trailed his hands over your body, playing with the hem of your pretty white dress. He dropped his lips to your neck as you felt his fangs drag across your skin. Your giggle turned into a loud moan as he dropped wet kisses over your skin, suckling at your flesh, leaving marks. 

He pinned both of your hands above you as he pressed his erection against you. “My angel… I don’t know if you’ll get back into heaven after this,” he whispered as he rubbed himself against you. “Well in that case…” you responded as you freed yourself from his grasp and switched places to have him pressed against the door. 

You fell to your knees in front of him, and tugged at his pants to free his erection. You grasped his member firmly between your hands before slowly pumping at his shaft. He groaned in response. You trailed kisses along his length, watching him writhe under your touch. Renjun grew increasingly excited before he reached towards your head to pull the halo off. “You won’t be needing this anymore,” he said as he threw it onto the floor next to you and roped his fingers into your hair, pulling you towards the head of his dick. 

You slipped him into your mouth and he let out a deep breathy moan in response before thrusting himself over your tongue. Curse words spilled from his mouth as he jerked his hips forward. Just as he seemed to be reaching his peak, he yanked your hair, pulling you off of him and clambering down to the floor with you.

He hiked your dress up as you spread your legs for him, the two of you frantically moving to get into position. Within seconds he was buried deep inside of you, thrusting slowly and deeply into you. “You’re so wet, y/n,” he murmured as he slipped in and out of you with ease. His pace increased as your moans filled the room. He wrapped his hand around your neck, gently squeezing as you both reached your climax. Your insides contracted as you felt the warmth of his cum fill you up before he collapsed onto your chest. 

He ran his hands through your hair as he planted soft kisses onto your lips. “Sorry, next time I’ll try to make it to the bed,” he said, and you both laughed, laying against the hardwood floor with him still inside of you… in complete bliss as the noise from the party spilled into the room. 

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teachers pet - johnny au

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT 18+ (no protection mentioned, sexual content) NO student x teacher relationship or sexual contact but potentially triggering themes surrounding a creepy teacher

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Themes: university au, student x student, friends to lovers, soft dom, spanking, exhibitionism

Pairing: Johnny Suh x Female Reader

PLOT: Y/N is absolutely intoxicating and everyone knows it. She garners the attention from boys and girls in school all the time but when her friend Johnny notices that she’s captured the attention of her professor as well, he decides its time to put all his cards on the table once and for all to win over his crush and put an end to the wandering eyes at their university.

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      You pushed your way through the doors of the campus café where you frequently stopped in between classes. The smell of fresh coffee beans and pastries filled the air, and as usual most students were hunched over their books or enthralled in some conversation with their friends as they occupied the tables and couches in the cozy space. You slowed your pace towards the line as you peered up at the menu, the clicking of your boots commanding the attention of the people seated at the nearby tables. Some just stared while others whispered quietly amongst themselves as they watched you. It wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary. You were the president of at least 3 clubs in school and were frequently a fixture on campus. You figured most people simply recognized you for being so involved. A group of girls’ chatter died down as you got closer to their table, and a flustered boy jumped up from his seat before making his way over to you. “Hey, Y/N… Do you need a seat? I was just about to leave,” he stuttered. You smiled at the boy before politely declining. “No I’m fine, thank you. I’m just making a quick stop before class but I appreciate the offer,” you said – shooting him a sweet smile that made a blush creep up his cheeks, before he headed back to his table.

You approached the glass display to admire the baked goods. Most of the baristas were busy making cup after cup of coffee at an impressive speed – dealing with the rush of students with ease and shortening the line. Just as your eyes landed on a beautifully decorated cookie made to look like a maple leaf, a head popped up from behind the display. “Hey Y/N,” they said in a lowered voice, “do you want your usual? I can get that to you in a minute so you don’t have to wait in line.” It was Rin, an upperclassmen who had worked at the cafe for 2 years now who was there almost every time you came in. Just as you opened your mouth to respond, two large hands popped up at either side of your head as they held two cups of coffee up from behind you. 

“She’s good,” murmured the boy whose voice you could recognize from a mile away. You titled your head up and met the gaze of your friend Johnny who was smiling down at you. Rin nodded quietly before heading back to work behind the counter, disappearing as quickly as he first appeared. 

“You’re a lifesaver, Johnny. What would I do without you?” you said as you took a sip of the vanilla Frappuccino he had gotten for you, moaning at the heavenly taste. He laughed before mumbling under his breath and gesturing towards the workers again, “You would probably be better off since you’d be getting lots of free coffee.” You rolled your eyes at his remark. “But it tastes so much better when you buy it for me,” you said sweetly as you pouted your lips and batted your eyelashes. Johnny rolled his eyes and smiled as he reached out to wipe a bit of coffee from the corner of your mouth before you both turned towards the entrance.

Eyes followed the pair of you the entire way out of the coffee shop. The chilly fall air felt nice against your skin and blew through the waves in your hair as you made your way through campus. 

“Its starting to get cold,” Johnny began, “I have no clue how you manage to still wear skirts like that without freezing your little legs off.” You wore a knit sweater and a pleated brown plaid skirt with a pair of booties that had a slight heel. 

You looked down at your legs which were in fact covered with goosebumps before walking a couple steps in front of Johnny, strutting dramatically. 

“Exactly. When winter comes, I’m going to have to cover these up so enjoy it while it lasts instead of complaining,” you said as you did a little spin. Your skirt lifted into the air, revealing a little more than expected as your hand reached down to flatten it out again – narrowly avoiding a wardrobe malfunction. 

Johnny had reached his hand out towards your skirt as well, clearly predicting what would have happened if you hadn’t handled the situation yourself first. He exchanged a fiery glance with a group of boys who had witnessed the close call, and now were staring intently and chattering excitedly amongst their group – unbeknownst to you. 

“I definitely wasn’t complaining but if you don’t at least start wearing a coat then you’ll freeze to death,” he said as he rolled his eyes, laughing quietly at your antic. He shrugged out of his peacoat and draped it over your shoulders as you continued your walk. The interaction summed up your friendship perfectly. For as long as you had known Johnny, you were the outgoing and reckless one while he was calm, cool, and collected in all situations. Johnny always knew exactly what to do, and what you needed before even you did. He looked out for you more than you looked out for yourself and you knew that he always had your best interest in mind. There wasn’t a single person in the world who you blindly trusted with your life but him. It was the perfect balance. 

The two of you continued your walk until you reached the business building where you both had your finance lecture. Students were trailing in an out of the building as you approached. One in particular stopped in his tracks as he got to the door, holding it open for you with a smile on his face as his cheeks blushed pink. You thanked him before heading in, and he followed directly behind you, cutting in between you and Johnny. 

As always, Johnny remained cool, calm, and collected. He was used to this more than you were. He knew you were oblivious to the way others treated you but he noticed it all. Every glance that trailed up and down every inch of your body, every whisper about how gorgeous you were, the stares of both jealousy and admiration from the other girls… he noticed it all. But of course, he couldn’t blame anyone. He understood what they all saw in you because he saw it too. He saw the way your smile lit up every room you were in, and how your eyes would crinkle shut if you laughed too hard. He saw how cute you looked whenever you got confused about something in class, squinting at the dry erase board and pouting your lips as you rolled your pencil between your fingers. He especially loved the way you looked after you had spent hours studying in the library because no matter what, you always came back out with a messy bun in your hair that certainly wasn’t there when you first went in and barely noticeable bags under your eyes – so tired that you’d fall asleep in his car as he drove you home. 

“Hello… Johnny… Did you finish it or not?” you asked. “H-huh?” he responded. 

“The homework. I need help on the last question,” you stated. He had been too caught up in his own thoughts again. “Oh, that. Yeah,” he murmured under his breath before reaching into his bag to rummage around for his notebook. He didn’t know why it was so hard to keep you off of his mind these days. Well actually, of course he knew why but he had spent years keeping his emotions in check and wasn’t sure why he seemed to be losing control of them lately. His crush had always been there but it was getting almost unbearable as the days went on.

“Y/n, I can help you with that. I have it right here,” said Doyoung, a student from your class, as he butted right into your conversation. It especially made it harder for Johnny to process his feelings when seemingly everyone around him seemed to be throwing themselves at you. He wasn’t sure if it was better or much worse that you barely took note of it. You looked back at Johnny whose mind seemed to be wandering elsewhere again before he gave you a sheepish smile and tilted his head in the direction of Doyoung, silently telling you to accept the kind boy’s offer. You returned his smile before heading into the room, hoping that whatever was occupying your friends mind wasn’t taking too much of a toll on him. 

Johnny sat in his usual seat while you took the seat next to Doyoung right as he began his quick lesson on the final math question you struggled with. Other students poured into the lecture hall as it got closer and closer to the start time of the class. You glanced back at Johnny ever so often only to find him staring into space as he propped his elbow up on the table in front of him, resting his cheek against the palm of his hand. 

Johnny on the other hand had a lot on his mind. He couldn’t help but notice the way Doyoung inched closer to you as he went through the math problem. His eyes wandered away from the two of you as he peered around the room, looking for something to distract him. He watched as two girls huddled over their phones, scrolling through pictures of your instagram account talking about how rare some sweater you were wearing in your latest picture was and how they wished they could pull off that colour as well as you did. His eyes eventually landed on the professor who stood behind a podium at the front of the room. The man was smart and probably the most sought after finance professor in the entire university. Students fought to be in his class but he had an awful wandering eye. Johnny watched as the professor stared a little too long at each of the female students who walked through the door. Disgusting, he thought to himself. The professors eyes scanned the room before landing on you – or more specifically your bare legs that you dangled out in front of you as you worked through the problem with Doyoung. Johnny could feel his cheeks heating up as he watched the professor scan the length of your body with his gaze, licking his lips. Johnny’s rage intensified as he heard the man call out your name. 

You raised your head away from the homework sheet that you and Doyoung were wrapping up on before heading over. Johnny’s eyes never left you for a second, and he sat up a bit straighter in his seat. He couldn’t quite make out what the professor was saying but he figured it had to be some bullshit as the man was basically undressing you with his eyes during the entire exchange. He watched as the professor slipped you a business card with a sinister smile on his face as you turned on your heels and headed back towards Doyoung. You gathered your things from the seat next to him and thanked him, before retreating to the familiar spot next to Johnny. The professor was still gazing at you from across the room. 

“What did he say to you?” asked Johnny as he stared ahead, sounding very unlike himself. His tone was firm, almost cold and emotionless. “Huh? Doyoung? Nothing.. he was just –” you began before being cut off. 

“Not him, the professor. What did he say to you?” Johnny asked again, this time more urgently and this time, as he looked right into your eyes, his gaze now darker. 

“Well…” you began, unsure of what had gotten into your friend, “he knows that i’m the president of events and planning and wanted to know if I could help him plan a finance networking event for seniors and alumni.” Johnny let out a deep sigh and didn’t say another word for the next half hour of class. You stole quick glances at him here and there but he carried the same expression on his face each time. He stared intently ahead at the professor, jaw clenched as he fidgeted with his pen despite not having taken a single note since the lecture had begun.

“J…” you whispered to him as the professor turned around to begin scribbling an equation on the white board. “Hmm?” responded Johnny, still staring ahead. “Why aren’t you taking notes?” you asked him. He glanced down at his paper before checking the time on his phone, as if he had just realized how out of it he had been.

“I - i can’t focus, I guess,” he murmured as he sighed again. An hour had passed and the professor momentarily stopped the lecture for a 15 minute break. Johnny decided right that second that 15 minutes was all he needed. At this point the frustration and angst were both eating him alive. It was now or never.

You were enthralled in a conversation with a boy next to you when you felt a hand grip your thigh under the table. Your cheeks flushed red trying to ignore the feeling that ran through your body before turning to Johnny — the owner of that hand.

“We need to talk… somewhere private,” he said in a hushed tone. You looked at him, concerned. Something seemed to seriously be bothering him these days. You nodded before excusing yourself from the conversation and getting up from your seat to leave the lecture hall.

Johnny’s piercing gaze remained on the professor who was once again watching you as the two of you walked out of the room. Fuck that guy, he thought. And any other guy who looked at you the way that creep did.

You walked Johnny down towards the private office you had due to your position as the President of events. Everyone else seemed to be in class so no other members were hanging around the area.

You opened your office door with your keys and locked it behind you before settling down on the small couch that was inside, gesturing for Johnny to sit down next to you. He ran his fingers through his hair before speaking.

“Before I say anything I just want to apologize for being so uptight lately. The thing is, I’ve tried to ignore this but it’s getting too hard these days,” he said.

You watched as he clenched his fists. “It kills me when they look at you like that…” he said. You were confused. You watched as his cheeks flushed pink.

“Johnny what are you talking about?” you asked as you reached out to touch his knee.

He turned to you to rest his hand on your face. “I’m talking about the fact that I’m in love with you and how much I hate it when guys, especially our creep of a professor, look at you the way they always do,” he said.

Your mouth fell open slightly, shocked at his revelation. Of course you had feelings for him. Who didn’t? Johnny may not have realized it but you weren’t the only person who got a lot of attention. You couldn’t go anywhere without overhearing girls talking about how handsome and tall and smart he was. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t make you a little jealous too but you never once thought he would see you that way or that he was experiencing similar feelings as you. You wanted to tell him these things but with his hand on your face and your hand on his knee, other thoughts began to run through your mind.

You looked up into his eyes as your breathing increased. Your faces were mere inches apart. “Then show them,” you said in a near whisper. Johnny’s eyes dropped to your lips momentarily as his tongue ran across his own. His eyes shot back up to your eyes when he processed what you said.

“Wait what? Y/n, what do you mean by that,” you asked as he traced small circles on your cheek with his thumb. You ran your hand higher up his leg and squeezed his thigh softly.

“If it bothers you so much then maybe you should show them. Show then how much you love me, Johnny. Show them that I’m yours,” you cooed. His eyes glazed over at your words as he leaned back onto the couch and shut his eyes, cursing under his breath.

“Fuck… I really wish you hadn’t just said that,” he proclaimed. Before you could ask him why he would say such a thing you were being yanked from your position on the couch and into his lap, as he gripped your face and pulled it to meet his own. He captured your lips in a kiss. Despite his initial roughness, the kiss started off soft. He dipped his tongue into your mouth to massage it against yours before trapping your bottom lip between his teeth, biting down softly on the soft flesh. You moaned quietly in response.

Johnny’s free hand made its way down your back before he reached under your skirt to grip your bare ass underneath the plaid fabric, massaging it with his hand before he pulled it away from your skin only to land it firmly back into place with a loud spank.

You jumped at the sensation letting out a gasp before moaning at the tingling feeling. Before the pain could set in, you were met with the comforting feeling of Johnny’s hand massaging your sensitive skin to ease the stinging. Wetness began to pool at your core as you moaned into his mouth as your kiss became increasingly desperate and sloppy due to your arousal.

You pulled away for a split second to say the word “Again,” as you looked into Johnny’s eyes. You could feel his erection grow underneath him. “Please, Johnny,” you said as you circled your hips into the tent that had formed in his pants, hissing at the friction against your clit. You yanked your sweater over your head and discarded in on the floor along with your bra before getting Johnny to do the same. Thank God you had locked that door.

He let out a soft groan before reaching his hand away from you to slap it against your skin once more. You let out a much louder moan this time, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of his large hands covering your skin. He became less gentle with each spank and by the fourth one you were shaking in his arms. “Is that what my baby girl likes?” he cooed as he reached down to draw circles on your clit through your panties.

You were already a mess. You rocked your hips against his hand as you felt the wetness between your legs increase. Johnny continued the assault on your clit as he trailed kisses down your jaw and over your neck, pausing to suckle at the skin in a discrete yet visible area — leaving his mark on you for everyone to see.

“Mine…” he whispered as he continued to kiss his way down your body, pausing to capture one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking desperately at the delicate flesh as he rolled the other between two of his fingers.

“Johnny…” you hissed as you threw your head back. You reached down to palm him through his pants as he moaned into your chest, mouth vibrating against your skin sending shockwaves through your body.

“We only have five minutes left baby,” he said as he drew your mouth in for another kiss.

You got up out of his lap, pulling him up from the couch before leading him over to the desk in the room.

Johnny followed obediently. You wanted to take control for a little. You leaned back against the desk as you unbuckled his pants and his erection sprang free. You pumped your hands against its length as he let out a breathy moan, resting his hands at either side of your body against the desk. His head dropped down lower as he focused on the pleasure and you took the opportunity to leave a mark of your own on his neck too as you sucked and licked at his soft skin.

You could feel him growing harder and harder in the palm of your hand as your fingers danced over the head of his cock, precum sticking to your fingers. “Y/n, that feels so good,” he struggled to say between gasps as he began to jerk himself into your fist. Just as he was about to reach his peak, you let go of him. He let out an irritated groan in response.

You pushed him back away from you slightly to give yourself room before turning around. You slipped your panties off before bending over the table and flipping your skirt up, spreading your legs wide enough to give Johnny a clear view of your dripping core. You looked over your shoulder innocently and Johnny stood there with his mouth agape, breathing heavily as he pumped his hands over himself.

“We’re running out of time and there’s no way I’m leaving this room without you fucking me over this desk,” you exclaimed. Johnny wasted no time. He groped your ass, spanking you again as he slipped two fingers into you, pumping them in and out as he spanked you a few more times. He knew how horny and desperate you were when he did that and he wanted you to be dripping wet.

He watched as your juices trailed down your leg before he inserted himself into you with a firm and quick thrust. You gasped at the feeling of his length filling you up so perfectly. You almost couldn’t handle all of him and he could tell. He thrusted in and out of you quickly, making sure to only give you as much as you could take. Your moans became increasingly louder as he reached around to cover your mouth.

“Be careful baby, are you forgetting where we are?” he began. “You don’t want everyone to hear how naughty of a girl their Vice President is, do you?” You moaned into his palm at the thought of people hearing the two of you fucking like this in the office. You wouldn’t mind all of those girls knowing that it was you who got to be bent over a desk for Johnny, taking his cock like a good girl. Maybe then they’d back off a little. “You like the sound of that don’t you? You may be a good girl but you are so bad for me, aren’t you? I love that,” he said between raspy moans. You were both so close and you could feel his thrusts become more frantic as his hips seemed to jerk forward involuntarily at times as he began to lose control. Your upper body was pressed against the cool wood beneath you as the warmth of Johnny’s body was pressed against your back. The desk shook with every thrust, the sound of it filling the room along with the slapping of your flesh against his.

You circled your ass back against him slowly, this time pushing yourself back onto him to make sure every inch of his length was inside of you. Johnny struggled to keep his voice down as he burried his head into your neck, feeling the warmth of your center completely engulf his cock. Your movements were slow and intimate and soon you felt him empty himself into you, as his cum filled you with warmth and you felt your orgasm spread through your body causing your insides to contract and your legs to shake. You were both gasping for air when he removed himself from you, using some tissues on the desk to clean you off as you both giddily got dressed.

Before stepping out of the room, you frantically fixed the collar of his shirt as he ran his fingers through your hair trying to tame it. You did the same to him between quick pecks here and there, totally intoxicated by him and incapable of keeping your hands off of him for too long. You knew it would look far too inappropriate if you went back into your lecture looking completely fucked out. The hickies you both donned were enough of hint at what you had gotten up to during the short break of your lecture.

You rushed back down the hall hand in hand, almost running as the two of you giggled. Students watched you and whispered to each other but neither of you cared. Soon you were back in the lecture hall and in your seats. You did get the odd glance here and there but everything seemed fine otherwise.

You sat a little closer to Johnny than you usually did, his hand was draped over the back of your chair as you both took notes and shared sweet glances throughout the rest of your lecture. Johnny watched you as you looked up at the white board confusingly knowing exactly what was going to come next.

Not even a few seconds later he watched as you shoved the end of your pen into your mouth and furrowed your brow. He chuckled softly to himself. Typical y/n, he thought. If only you knew how much of a tease you were when you did that. He leaned over to you before whispering in your ear “ If you don’t take that pen out of your mouth and stop working me up like this I might have to replace it with something else more enjoyable later on,” he said. You let out a soft gasp as your cheeks blushed pink and as your thighs clenched together on their own. The professor was silently watching over the class and Johnny couldn’t help but feel a little smug as he met his gaze across the room. He was almost certain he would be leaving you alone from now on.

Thank you for waiting so patiently for this. I really hope it meets your expectations. I’m officially on winter break and excited to be more active. Love you guys sm🖤 - mia… p.s let me know what you guys think. I love hearing your thoughts and overall reactions to my work. Or leave me a random ask, whatever you want!

[wonhoslittlebunny]

Can I request a CEO!Jaehyun x reader where he and his introvert wife go out to a meeting and he has the habit of stroke reader's belly, because he has impreg!kink, so this time someone take a pic of them and post it and everyone thinks she's pregnant, and after this he gets more excited to get her pregnant so they ends up making love(soft and slow)? (Could you write the smut part without loud moans/screams, please?)

oh wow this is a really detailed request! Love that.

Your car door swung open as a suited man held out his hand to guide you out onto the red carpet. He gave you a polite bow and you did the same once you were stood outside the vehicle, as you awaited your husband who had exited from the other side.

“Mr. & Mrs. Jeong, welcome,” said the suited man as he bowed once more. Your husband greeted him humbly as he held out his arm for you to take.

It was an important night for Jaehyun. He had built his tech company from the ground up and had worked tirelessly to create the newest smartphone model that was due to be released in the next coming weeks during the grand opening of the company’s flagship store in Seoul.

Usually you weren’t one to attend such events, opting instead to remain out of the spotlight and enjoying your life as privately as possible but Jaehyun had made it clear that he needed you by his side for such a significant milestone.

The initial press conference had gone well. You stood proudly by your husbands side as he addressed press personnel, and the general public. As usual, he spoke with confidence and an incredible amount of intelligence as he captivated the room with his innovative ideas and it only increased the anticipation for the grand opening of the store as details from the conference began trending across all social media platforms.

As proud as you were, you were happy when it was over — though the night was still only beginning. You still needed to attend the after party but at least press were not invited. Being in such populated spaces already made you feel a bit uneasy but a bit of that ease subsided when you found out that you wouldn’t have to worry about cameras being shoved in your face all night once you made it through this red carpet.

You squeezed your husbands arm as you made your way over to the cameras. “Just a little longer, baby,” he reassured you as he leaned down to whisper in your ear. You stood closely, shifting here and there to capture a series of poses as photographers yelled for you to look in every direction possible. Jaehyun roped his arm around your waist holding you closely as he stood proudly. You locked eyes briefly as you shared small smiles with each other. He dropped a kiss to your cheek as the cameras captured every moment, frame by frame.

Eventually he tugged you along the carpet and into the venue. You let out a breath of relief, glad to be out of the spotlight once more. Just a little longer and you’d be back home with the love of your life as always, you thought to yourself. There was no need for you to stay too long anyway. Everyone knew these parties were more for the enjoyment of staff and investors — essentially a way to thank everyone for their contributions to the project.

You clung to Jaehyun as he made his rounds, greeting his colleagues and thanking everyone for their hard work. You slipped into casual conversation with a few of the other wives you had met in passing as they bombarded you with compliments on the black velvet vintage Mugler gown you wore. You were glad to get a moment alone as you and Jaehyun stopped for drinks by the open bar.

“Thank you for coming,” he said as he twirled the glass of alcohol around in his hand. “And this dress... the things it makes me want to do to you,” he groaned under his breath as he reached out to run his free over your waist before letting it fall on your stomach, which he rubbed in slow circles.

You met his gaze lovingly, knowing very well what he was trying to say. Jaehyun could never shut up about getting you pregnant. The idea alone of you carrying life inside of you was enough to turn him on and he always found himself aimlessly rubbing your belly, certainly dreaming of the day he could feel his own child in there.

You giggled as you leaned in for a deep kiss, brushing your lips against his as his hand grazed your cheek. “Lets get out here,” he murmured after breaking the kiss and roping his fingers through yours as he weaved through the guests, saying his goodbyes and urging them to enjoy the rest of the night.

You exited through a discrete area where your driver awaited you both with your car. You and Jaehyun slipped into the backseat, cozied up together as your chauffeur weaved through the streets of the city to bring you home. For the first little while you just enjoyed eachothers company, exchanging kisses and suggestive touches, before Jaehyuns phone began blowing up with notification after notification.

“Shit...” he mumbled. You immediately reached out to take the phone from his hand to see what the commotion was about when you saw the headline:

“Billion Dollar Baby?” you gasped. Underneath was a video of Jaehyun rubbing your tummy before you both smiled at eachother and leaned in for a kiss. Someone had clearly sneakily taken it and sold it off to the press with some sort of fake story to go with it.

“It looks like Jaehyun has created something much more valuable than the newest device as he is spotted cozied up with his wife at tonight’s after party. Sources say he payed lots of attention to her not-yet visible baby bump as the couple cooed about new beginnings before sharing a sweet kiss,” Jaehyun read.

Your draw dropped. Jaehyun switched to his SNS which were overflowing with reposts of the photos and videos of you two along with comments from followers.

You pulled up to your house and you exited the vehicle. Jaehyun still was scrolling obsessively through his phone, replaying the content over and over again as you made your way inside.

“Jaehyun, don’t be upset —“ you tried to comfort him.

“Upset?” he began, “Are you kidding me?”

You looked up at him with a puzzled expression before he pulled you towards him. Pressing his body and his rock hard erection against you. He dropped a wet kiss on your lip as he buried his tongue in your mouth, swirling it all around inside. His fingers roped through you hair as he circled his hips forward.

He pulled back as he drew your face close to look you in the eye. “Jaehyun, they all think that I’m—“ you began, and stopped as you felt his dick twitch against your stomach before you could finish your sentence.

“Fuck... yes, baby. They think I’ve put a baby inside of you. And now it’s all I can think about too,” he groaned as he drew you up the staircase of your home after taking your hand in his.

When you arrived to your bedroom, Jaehyun wasted no time. He dragged you in front of the full length mirror you had, standing you infront of it as he stood behind you. He unzipped the back of your dress, while locking eyes with you through the reflection of the mirror. You both watched as the material cascaded to the floor, leaving you in just your high heels and a thong.

He ran his hands over your body, settling once more on your stomach. “Just imagine it, babe. I know you’d be the best mom,” he sighed, “The most beautiful, too...”

His hand trailed down your body, rubbing you through the think layer of cotton that covered your heat. You let out a soft moan as he rubbed softly against your clit, getting you wet for him. He trailed kisses down your neck as his free hand continued to massage at your tummy, watching you intently through the mirror.

“In that case, I’m ready,” you moaned. “Hmm?” he asked as he continue to lick at the flesh of your neck. “I want a baby, Jaehyun,” you said. He stilled before spinning you around to face him.

“Y/n...” he began as he searched your eyes for answers. “Please, i-i really do want to be pregnant,” you pleaded. You watched as his eyes went soft before Jaehyun began stepping backwards, taking you with him until he landed on your four poster bed.

You were both finally stripped naked when he continued planting kisses down your body, stopping to run his tongue over each of your nipples as you writhed beneath him. He kissed his way down the center of your chest before stopping at your tummy, planting extra kisses all over it too. “I’m going to fill you up,” he mumbled against the flesh, making you tingle in all the right places as you ran your fingers through his hair.

Soon he had made his way down to your center, licking long strips down your slit as he ran his tongue between your folds. You whimpered quietly as he ate you out sensually — taking his time to really make you feel good. He pulled your clit into his mouth as he suckled at the flesh before stopping to flick his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves. You gripped his face as he burried himself in between your legs before slipping in a finger to pump at your dripping hole. The sweet sounds of your wetness filled the room as you pinned your bottom lip between your teeth to refrain from making too much noise.

“Good, now you’re nice and ready for me,” Jaehyun mumbled, dipping his tongue into your entrance as he continued to slip his fingers in and out of you at the same time, tasting your juices. He lifted himself back up over you as he spread your legs apart, preparing to take you the old fashioned way — in the missionary position.

He sat between your legs as he pumped at his length, biting at his lip as he watched himself grow between the palm of his hand. He met your gaze as you watched him jerk himself off. Jaehyun was so beautiful. Like a work of art. He knew how much you loved to watch him touch himself. It was like having your own private show. You breathed heavily as you drifted your eyes all over the muscles of his body and the veins in his forearm that became more prominent as his grip around himself tightened.

You reached up to palm at your own breasts and roll your nipples between your fingers as you grew restless watching him get off in front of you. He moaned softly as he looked down at you just as you ran a hand down your body and in between your legs to rub at your own clit, spreading your legs wider for him. Jaehyun reached out to grab at your thigh as he furiously pumped away at his length.

“I can’t wait to see your stomach grow bigger and bigger,” he grunted in a near whisper. You moaned quietly as you watched him near his peak just as he positioned himself at your entrance. You continued rubbing circles on your clit as he began to slide into you slowly. “I’m going to give you all of my cum, baby,” he murmured under his breath as he took his time burying his entire length into your dripping core. You groaned softly as you relaxed around him, reaching your arm out to drag his body down towards yours so he was laying flat against your chest with your faces only centimetres a part.

Jaehyun locked eyes with you as he held you tightly in his arms, thrusting in and out of you at a slow yet torturous pace. A pace so slow forced you to feel and savour every last bit of his length while hitting the spots that made your legs shake around him. He let out breathy moans while he cursed under his breath, eyes still very much focused on yours.

He began to quicken his pace more, this time grinding his hips in circles as he massaged the deepest most delicate parts of your insides. “I hope this baby has your beautiful smile,” he muttered as he dropped down to give you a kiss, “and daddy’s dimples?” you asked innocently.

Jaehyun grunted. “Fuck, did you just call me—“ he began before you cut him off. “Daddy, I’m so close,” you cooed as your eyes fell closed. You could feel the orgasm building in your stomach and hearing those words leave your mouth sent Jaehyun over the edge as he snapped his hips against your center, before they began to jerk. He leaned up a bit to push his hand down on your stomach, feeling himself slide in and out of you. Your orgasm hit a moment later as the pressure became overwhelming. He reached under you to hold your hips up as he continued to thrust himself between your contracting walls, finally beginning to ejaculate.

“Y-yes, daddy. I want all of it,” you cooed as you gripped at his jerking hips. Jaehyun cursed under his breath as he thrusted into you one last time, holding his hips in place with himself fully inserted into your hole as spurts of cum coated your insides. “T-there’s so much,” he grunted as he squeezed his eyes shut, slowly circling his hips as he emptied himself into you.

He layed back down overtop of your body as he remained still inside of you. He planted kisses all over your face before drawing your lips to his as he swirled his tongue into your mouth — showering you with every ounce of affection he had.

You felt him finally go soft inside of you, as you pulled away from the kiss, giggling. “Baby, what are you doing?” you whispered softly. “Hmm?” he hummed as he continued to drop soft pecks over your face.

“Aren’t you going to come out now?” you asked as you wiggled your hips a little bit, smiling up at him as he hovered over you. You watched him bite on his lip as he returned your smile, circling his hips teasingly to mimic your motions before he spoke again.

“We should stay like this for a little while. Just to be sure,” he said sweetly as he nuzzled his head into the side of your neck, pulling the thick comforter from your bed over the two of you. “You’re too cute,” you praised as you felt your hearts race against one another.

You stayed tangled in eachothers arms, cockwarming, as Jaehyun yawned. It had been a long night and he seemed to be dozing off to sleep. “I can’t wait,” he mumbled as you watched his eyes flutter closed, terribly close to losing consciousnesss. “Can’t wait for what?” you asked softly as you pet the top of his head with one hand and ran your fingers in circles on his back with the other.

He muttered his final words to you before drifting off into a deep sleep, still buried inside of you. “To finally be a dad.”

[wonhoslittlebunny]

warnings: oral (fem receiving), light dirty talk, mentions of dom!mark, somnophilia

mark wasn’t sure when he had gotten so bold.

he naturally was kind of an awkward guy. a little anxious, thought about things too much, second guessed himself a lot. it took him longer than he would like to admit to ask you out, much less kiss you or anything else.

however, as time went on, he liked to think he’d gotten better at it. more comfortable with you. comfortable enough to finally cross that line and have your first time together, and wow what an experience that was.

it was as if ever since then he had become a new person. he was a little more assertive, wrapping an arm around your waist when you were together and being okay with kissing you in front of the members. he’d keep a hand on your thigh, he’d whisper suggestive things in her ear that always made you giggle.

he had no idea where this was coming from in the slightest.

it was almost 8am and he found himself slipping underneath the sheets to position himself between your parted legs.

you fell asleep over at his place, which may as well have been your place too with how often you were there, and he woke up particularly excited to see you. his morning wood had been pressed against your side for a few minutes as he contemplated whether or not to wake you up with sex or to wake you up for sex.

he’d decided on the former, having never done it before but he’d seen it in his fair share of porn with the guy waking the girl up with his mouth, and he was pretty certain he knew how to do it. mark liked to think he knew every square inch of your body, so it shouldn’t be a problem for him.

he bit his lip, trying his best to discreetly slide your underwear off without waking you. it was a pretty pair, a purple lace thong that made your ass look fantastic, but right now it was only blocking him from the one place he desperately needed to be.

mark froze when you began to stir, your underwear about half way down your thighs. you stretched your body with a soft grunt, rubbing your eyes before presumably falling back to slumber.

“fuck..” he mouthed to himself, taking a few extra seconds to make sure you were truly sleeping again before working your underwear off. by the time he got to your legs, they slid off easily and he set them down beside him.

mark scooted up further, being met with the gorgeous sight of your beautiful core. he wasn’t sure if it was just because he was in love with you but he’d never seen a prettier cunt. he adored it, and wanted to worship you. treat you like the queen you really were in his eyes.

your heady scent filled his nostrils as he got closer and closer, fingertips dancing along your inner thighs. he pressed a soft kiss to your clit, as if to bookmark that spot in his mind, before letting his tongue loll out and lick you from your entrance all the way to your clit.

you hadn’t woken up yet, although he felt your thighs begin to tremble around his him. mark kept going, tongue delving deeper into your folds.

jesus, you tasted good.

you were so warm and sweet, he cursed himself silently for not doing this more often.

you began to stir again, this time with soft whimpers and whines that shot straight towards mark’s already hard cock. you bent one of your knees, whimpers turning to breathy moans while your eyes fluttered open.

you were still in a sleep induced haze, a hand slowly moving downward to knit in mark’s soft head of hair. you giggled softly. “so, i wasn’t just dreaming.” you spoke, voiced marred with sleep.

mark hummed a chuckle of his own, the vibrations making you stutter for a moment. he pulled away from your delectable heat just as you were lifting the sheets so you could get a better look at him. “good morning, baby.” he said with a wink, licking his lips before diving right back in.

with you awake now, he allowed himself to do more; hands holding your thighs open whilst his tongue flickered over your most sensitive parts. you moaned loudly this time, fingers combing through his bed hair before tugging slightly.

“fuck...m-mark…” you gasped when he slid a finger inside of you, curling it upwards while he worked his magic with his tongue. your eyes went cross for a moment, back arching off the bed.

maybe it was because you’d just woken up, but your body was buzzing. you could hear the blood rushing through your ears, every little lick and touch had you feeling like you were floating.

“mm...i want you to scream my name when you cum, y’hear me?” mark’s voice was deep and gravelly, twisting his finger in and out of you while he essentially made out with your pussy. all the licking and sucking paired with the ridiculously lewd wet noises coming from him was driving you up the wall.

“okay i...fuck, i’m gonna cum soon if you—ah!” you gasped, bringing your other hand down to his head. before you could stop yourself, you began slowly bucking yourself into his mouth; orgasm building in the pit of your stomach.

this only served to turn mark on even more, humming a deep moan while sliding in a second finger. he continued to fuck into you with them, tongue and lips now fully focused on your clit.

he didn’t just want to make you cum, he wanted to give you the best orgasm you’d ever had.

your breathy moans were traded out for desperate ones, mumbling out a few curse words or two during which you had lost all inhibitions. you were chasing your orgasm as fast as you could, rolling her hips quickly.

“mark! m-maaark, fuck. i’m gonna cum! i’m g-gonna...oh, my god!”

your voice pitched, orgasm hitting you hard like a freight train. galaxies exploded behind your eyelids as you screamed out his name.

just like he asked you to.

mark didn’t stop, continuing his onslaught on your swollen clit until you couldn’t take it anymore. after riding out your orgasm, you began to squirm underneath him, desperately trying to shut your legs.

he gripped your thighs harder, pulling you back towards him with a soft growl. “nah, don’t run from me, princess.”

a chill ran down your spine, an involuntary moan coming from you after that sudden show of dominance. you didn’t know he had that in him.

“it’s too much...please, mark…”

he eventually conceded, pulling his fingers out and giving another soft kiss to your clit before pulling away. mark’s eyes were dark, filled with lust as he climbed back towards you; body slotted between your legs.

you took his hand, wrapping your lips around his digits and sucking. you licked his fingers clean of your own essence before catching mark in an equally as intense kiss. mark groaned in response, pressing his body flush against yours while your tongues meshed together.

you pulled away for breath after a few moments, hands knitting themselves in his hair again. you began to massage his scalp as a non verbal apology for pulling his hair so much, and mark responded by pressing kisses down the expanse of your jaw until he got to your neck.

“you’re so good to me, baby.” you said with a pleasured sigh, tilting your head to give him the space he needed. mark had been pressed up against your core, painfully hard and twitching in his boxers. “mm, why don’t you show me how good you can be for me?” he said without thinking, and in the back of his head he cringed slightly at how forced it sounded.

he had begun to detract the statement until he heard your melodious giggle.

you mustered up enough strength to push him back so that you could straddle him before rolling your hips right up against his. “oh, i’ll show you.”

the rest of that morning was spent tangled in each other, and it reminded mark thoroughly how much he loved days off.

[wonhoslittlebunny]

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Timestamp, smut

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: unprotected sex, breeding

[5:09 pm] "No one else’s but mine,“ Johnny whispers in your ear, both of your eyes set on your reflection on the mirror in front you. You look fucked out. Your pussy is snug and warm around him, gripping him like a vice, your wetness dribbling along his shaft. 

"Yes baby, I’m yours, only yours,” you moan breathlessly. You feel the stings of his right hand against your backside while he fucks you with wild abandon. 

“This is my pussy isn’t it princess, tell me, I need to hear you say it”

“Fuck, yes it’s yours john-” you answer, your eyes closed, pinching your nipples. His fullness feels so good, your toes curl, you feel delirious from the constant pressure inside you. 

“You love this dick don’t you ?” he asks before biting your ear, you grip his hair as he fucks into your heat. “You feel so good” you wail, your thighs shaking as he spanks you again. 

“Look at yourself, watch how beautiful you are coming undone” he whispers in your ears, staring at your reflection. You stare into the mirror and you look like absolute filth, sweat and your wetness dribbling along your thighs, your pussy glistering in the mirror.

“One more y/n, come for me, doll” he demands, staring into your eyes in the mirror. He spits on his fingers to play with your clit, sending jolts of pleasure to your core. Your pants as you eagerly move your hips meeting his deep thrusts. He lifts your left leg to fuck you deeper causing you to arch your back, the messy and fast movement of his hips lighting shockwaves trough you. You clung to the strands of his hair as he curses under his breath.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck Johnny” you cry out as your entire body bucks into his embrace, your orgasm ravages every inch of you, body, mind, and soul. You moan quietly, throat rough and spent, the sound is swallowed by his mouth. 

“You want me to come ?” he says with a lust-ridden voice, not slowing down his thrusts. 

“Yes, please, push it all inside me, give it to me” you murmur against his lips. “Look at me Johnny, give me every last bit,” you say as he opens his eyes to gaze into yours. His pace quickens as you clench and unclench rhythmically around him. His grip bruises your waist as he gets close to his release. 

“I’m going to come, fuck y/n” he chants your name, his voice is unsteady, breads of sweat roll down his spine as he writhes, every motion of your hips pushing spurt of come inside your heat. You muffle his groans by kissing him with his hand on your cheeks, breathing you in.