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woongiez · 4 days ago

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ZB1 GETTING CUTENESS AGGRESSION BECAUSE OF THEIR S/O

genre : ot9, fluff “ 💤.*

김지웅 kim jiwoong

jiwoong was watching you absentmindedly when you started humming to yourself while making tea. you swayed slightly as you poured the hot water, completely in your own world.

his chest tightened at how effortlessly cute you were. “ah, stop being so perfect,” he muttered.

you turned around, confused. “did you say something?”

he sighed dramatically, getting up to wrap his arms around you from behind. “I said you’re too cute. it’s making my heart hurt.”

you giggled, leaning into him. “that’s called cuteness aggression, you know.”

“well,” he murmured, resting his chin on your head, “I don’t know how to deal with it, so let me hug you until I calm down.”

성한빈 sung hanbin

hanbin’s eyes softened as he watched you cuddle a stuffed animal while scrolling on your phone. your cheeks puffed out slightly as you focused, and he suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to squish you.

“you’re too cute,” he mumbled under his breath, but you looked up, catching him staring.

“what?” you asked, tilting your head innocently.

instead of answering, he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around you and squishing your cheeks gently. “I can’t handle it! why are you so adorable? I need to squeeze you before I explode.”

you laughed, trying to wiggle away. “hanbin, you’re crazy!”

“I know,” he grinned. “crazy for you.”

장하오 zhanghao

hao caught you trying to balance a pencil on your upper lip, your brows furrowed in concentration. The moment it fell, you huffed dramatically, only for him to burst into laughter.

“what’s so funny?” you asked, pretending to pout.

“you,” he replied, grinning as he walked over to squish your cheeks. “you’re so cute I don’t know whether to hug you or cry.”

you laughed, swatting his hands away. “you’re so dramatic!”

“and you’re ridiculously adorable,” he said, sitting beside you. “don’t be surprised if I end up squeezing the life out of you one day.”

석매튜 seok matthew

matthew was sitting next to you when you started doodling little hearts on the corner of a notebook, completely focused. he noticed your tongue sticking out slightly as you concentrated and felt his heart swell.

“yah,” he blurted, leaning closer. “why are you so cute?”

You blinked, looking up at him. “what did I do?”

he groaned, pulling you into a side hug. “you’re just sitting there, and I can’t handle it! I want to squish you so bad.”

“matthew, calm down!” you laughed as he gently squished your face.

“not until I get all this cuteness aggression out of my system,” he replied with a grin.

김태래 kim taerae

taerae was playing guitar when he glanced over and saw you curled up on the couch, wearing his oversized hoodie and hugging a pillow. you looked so cozy that he couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face.

“are you even real?” he muttered to himself, setting his guitar aside and walking over to you.

you looked up. “what’s wrong?”

“nothing,” he said, plopping down beside you. “you’re just so cute it’s frustrating.”

“frustrating?” you repeated, laughing.

“yeah,” he said, pulling you into his arms. “frustrating because i can’t squish you enough to show how much I love you.”

리키 ricky

ricky caught you sitting on the floor, trying to untangle a set of fairy lights. you were mumbling to yourself in frustration, your lips forming a pout, and he couldn’t stop himself from smiling

“why are you staring?” you asked, looking up at him.

“because you’re adorable,” he said, walking over to crouch beside you.

“i’m literally fighting with lights,” you replied, laughing.

“exactly,” he said, pinching your cheek lightly. “how can someone be this cute while struggling? i think i’m going to lose my mind.”

김규빈 kim gyuvin

gyuvin was watching a movie with you when he glanced over and saw you tearing up during an emotional scene. your eyes were wide and glistening, and your bottom lip trembled slightly.

“you’re crying over this?” he teased, but his heart melted at how soft you looked.

“leave me alone!” you sniffled, wiping your eyes.

instead of teasing further, he pulled you into a hug and squished you. “you’re too cute. i want to squeeze you so bad.”

“gyuvin, I’m literally crying!” you exclaimed, laughing despite yourself.

“exactly,” he said, grinning. “how can anyone cry so adorably?”

박건욱 park gunwook

gunwook walked into the room to find you attempting to reach a box on a high shelf, standing on your tiptoes and muttering under your breath. he watched for a moment before stepping in.

“you’re too cute,” he said, making you jump.

“don’t sneak up on me!” you said, laughing as he grabbed the box for you.

he handed it to you, then immediately wrapped you in a bear hug. “i can’t help it. watching you struggle was the cutest thing ever.”

“gunwook, you’re so weird,” you teased, but you hugged him back anyway.

“maybe, but I’m your weirdo,” he replied, grinning.

한유진 han yujin

yujin found you sitting cross-legged on the floor, assembling a tiny model set with laser focus. He noticed how your nose scrunched slightly when you concentrated and couldn’t hold back a smile.

“why are you staring?” you asked, looking up.

“because you’re way too cute,” he replied, crawling over to sit beside you.

you laughed. “i’m literally doing nothing.”

“exactly,” he said, resting his chin on your shoulder. “you’re so cute I don’t know what to do with myself.”

“maybe help me with this,” you teased, but he just hugged you tightly instead.

“nope. I’m too busy dealing with my cuteness aggression.”

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woongiez · 5 days ago

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just wookie being absolutly needy af, touching and marking you up everywhere, sloppy sweaty missionary sex where he just cant get enough of you, keeps saying "one more baby please just one more" UGH

cw p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, cockwarming, clit play, hint of a breeding kink, orgasm control (kind of edging?), overstimulation, size kink if you REALLY look, marking, needy!gunwook, glasses!gunwook (I had to), written with idol!gunwook in mind but it doesn't have to be interpreted that way, 18+ MDNI

✉️ ohhh yeah, you get it. gunwook being absolutely obsessed with reader is everything to me :P f!reader

Gunwook works so hard that when you’re given the opportunity to actually have a night to yourselves, the majority of the time is spent cuddling. He wants to be held and you’re happy to do so, his head resting on the left side of your chest so he can hear the steady beat of your heart and his arms and legs wrapped tightly around your body. It’s like he’s trying to trap your body with his. As if you’d go anywhere. You rest your sleepy head on the pillows of the bed, feeling the rim of Gunwook’s glasses press uncomfortably into your skin, but you pay them no mind, focusing on the warmth of the man who must be trying to make himself smaller so you can hold him.

It would be simply a regular display of affection between you both if it wasn’t for the way his huge, throbbing dick was stretching your walls. The weight is heavy in your pussy, and every now and then, your walls flutter around the large girth, causing your boyfriend to suck in a small gasp. If you had it your way, you’d just be riding him senseless right now, but what needy Gunwook wants, needy Gunwook gets.

You’ve lost track of how long you’ve been cockwarming him, letting him suck on any part of your skin he could get his lips on. It had mostly been your neck so far, considering you still had the shirt he’d given to you on. The one that belonged to him. A pool of your wetness has been steadily leaking around his cock and dripping onto the bed beneath you, your folds are swollen as they suck his dick in, desperate for more friction. Gunwook lifts his head a little, kissing a spot on your jaw as his hips twitch and you almost sob in relief. You weren’t sure how he’d been able to stay calm for so long, but it was almost torture.

He carefully rolls on top of you, letting your legs fall open as he settles further between them. “Pretty girl, my pretty girl– can feel you milking me,” he moans softly into your ear, his heavy breaths creating a heat against your earlobe and a shudder goes through you at the feeling. A small gasp of your own escapes you as he pulls out halfway before sliding all the way back into you with a loud squelch. Both of you moan at the slow, deep rolls of his hips, satisfying that fire that had been building in your abdomen. “Yeah, listen to your pussy… wants my cum so bad, yeah? Have t’give it to you then…”

And then the tip of his dick is bumping against your cervix gently enough for white-hot pleasure to burst within you. You’re crying out as you’re cumming around him, and you would maybe feel a little embarrassed if you weren’t already so fucked out from just warming him in your cunt for at least an hour.

“So easy…” Gunwook whispers, turning his head to bump his nose with yours. His glasses are fogged up, but neither of you has the energy to remove them. For a moment, he continues the rolls of his hips, brushing against your g-spot while his pelvis massages the little bud of pleasure at the apex of your folds with sounds of wetness that has you reeling.

You pant softly into his mouth, “Wookie, please.” Your boyfriend just moans in response. Nothing about this is rushed, and your fuzzy mind feels so connected to him in every way and the revelation is absolute bliss. The overstimulation subsides after a moment, his slow fucking enough to keep you from being too overwhelmed. God, you’re just so warm.

Whimpering softly, Gunwook is quick to increase the pace of his thrusts, your hands weakly holding onto his shoulders as he reaches his peak inside you. The warmth of his cum in you is something you welcome. Another thing you would gladly cockwarm. Soft murmurs of “I love you” are passed between you both as you hope your needy boyfriend has had his fill for the time being. Your combined fluids are creating a sticky mess between your thighs and the fabric of his shirt is clinging to your skin. Maybe this cuddle session could be continued in the bath–

You let out a loud moan as Gunwook thrusts into you again, feeling a coil in your gut begin to tighten again as Gunwook’s lips meet yours. His tongue brushes into your mouth, wrapping around your own and lazily sucking on it as he fucks you slowly. Another gush of his cum escapes around his large dick. “Keep it in…” he sighs into your mouth, “Just one more, baby, just one more and I’ll be done.”

It doesn’t surprise you when the Sun’s rays peek through the curtains. Even when exhausted, your loving boyfriend couldn’t help but fuck you all night long <3

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woongiez · 6 days ago

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dumbification with pgw.. like he'll keep on degrading reader and wont stop till he gets an 'answer' which reader can't give 😞😞😞😞

anon…

Gunwook, who thrusts into you harshly while watching your fucked up face. “What’s wrong baby?” he asks but to no avail. Missionary is his favourite position as he can look at both your face and your wet pussy at the same time. His significantly larger hand grabs your leg and throws it over your shoulder, now being able to hit deeper inside of you, making you moan out loud.

“I asked you a question. Answer me” though the stimulation you were put through only allowed you to blabber out fragments of words, but unbeknownst to you, Gunwook absolutely loved that. The way your eyes were rolled out and mouth agape showed him that you were enjoying it as much as him. “My dick fucked you stupid, didn’t it baby?” he ran his hand through your now tangled hair as you managed to murmur a “yes”

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woongiez · 8 days ago

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⋆⋆⋆ BOY FOR THE WEEKEND ⋆⋆⋆ | KANG TAEHYUN NSFW

PAIRING. secret fwb!taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE. smut

WC. 2.2k

SYNOPSIS. you're friends with an incredibly hot guy and ever since you started hooking up with taehyun for fun—and hanging out with his friends—you've managed to develop a little crush on one or maybe two of them. but why is it that you enjoy visibly jealous and touchy taehyun?

A/N. first fic of the year and it's been a while lol but this brainrot is atrocious. I might make this a per member series that could also be stand alones but we’ll see how it goes! homie hopping but make it with txt 🤭 enjoy my sweet cherries <3 warnings under the cut!

WARNINGS. ft. txt members, voyuerism, brat tamer ! taehyun, bratty ! reader, taehyun's also a lil jealous, fingering (fem rec), oral (fem rec.), pull out method (wrap it upp!), light dacryphilia kink, exhibitionist(?) (shared apartment), pet names;(baby, pretty etc.), ass slapping, cumshot, pw little plot

A silly summer fling was all you hoped for—casual sex, no strings attached—and that was how it went until you started hanging out with said fling and with his group of friends.

His hot friends.

It started with you and Taehyun eye-fucking each other from those occasional frat parties you were invited to during peak times in each semesters. Just something about his sex appeal made it feel like he was your best choice to fool around with. And you couldn't be more satisfied with your decision. There were a few times where he'd pour you a drink and you'd have small chats with him and your own friends, but when you were by yourselves it always led to drunk and heated make out sessions in empty bathrooms, or pressed up against the walls in the bare hallways on the way to the bedrooms.

You remember when you both started this 'secret' hook up; hanging out more than usual, and outside of college hours—more or less skipping a few classes when one or the other sent a frisky text.

Every time you and Taehyun hooked up you mentally took notes on how quick he knew about you and your body. Rough fucking with his hands gripping onto your hips until his nails left moon crescent indents in your skin, or the way he'd skim his soft, plush lips along your neck before nipping and sucking at it. He picked it up quicker than guys you previously hooked up with and that's what's made him your longest hookup as of date.

But one of your favourite parts about him? His slender and pretty fingers. Just the sight of them anywhere near, on or in you had you squirming with your thighs squeezed against each other until he uses them to help out your little issue.

Again, all this has only happened behind closed doors. No sign of physical affection in front of his friends or yours, or anyone in general for that matter. This secret only started because you both weren't ready for relationships despite your friends' failed attempts at setting you up with other guys in your university, and if you were both to slowly merge your friendships, you'd try your best to not make it weird.

Yet you're here sitting next to him in his shared house with his friends, one of his hands resting on your lap with his thumb caressing random patterns on your inner thigh. His friends are too distracted playing a four-player game on the console, screaming and yelling at each other for their failing teamwork.

"Fuck it man, you're too old to be on my team!" Beomgyu's voice bellows throughout the living room, "I'd rather have Hueningkai on me team I swear."

"Gyu shut the fuck up right now, be grateful I didn't leave you to go against Kai and Soobin alone. Or would you rather have Taehyun on your team?" Yeonjun seethes through his teeth, and his knuckles turning while from the grip on the controller.

"Never mind." Beomgyu audibly pouts.

One thing you loved about hanging out with Taehyun and his friends was the free entertainment that came along with it. The bickering between Yeonjun and Beomgyu especially had you laughing to yourself, but when the hand on your thigh squeezes a little too hard to be classes as affectionate, you let out a yelp loud enough to have a head or two turning—you had never seen Taehyun move his hand away from you so fast.

Soobin looks away from the screen momentarily, brows briefly raised at the closeness between you and his housemate. "You good?" He had always been the sweetest among the five of them when it came to being overprotective about you.

"Uh, yeah- I'm fine Bin, Taehyun just-"

"I was just gonna take her to my room to rest, she's not feeling too good right now, right?" He feigns a pout followed by a hand rubbing your back, probably a little lower than where Soobin could even see.

"Alright, let us know if we're too loud and we'll try be quieter for you." Soobin flashes you a dimpled smile and resumes beating his opponents asses in their games.

── .✦

"I didn't tell you to stop, did I?" Taehyun pushes your legs wider on the edge of the bed, leaning forward to suck your fingers covered in your sheer slick.

You refrained from rolling your eyes back from the lewd sight of him shirtless, honey skin under the warm light, and kneeling on his bedroom floor, but you would prefer to have his tongue working its magic on your clit.

"You know fucking around with me isn't going to get you fucked by them." He states, voice raspy and low.

"Yeah? Jealous I might enjoy your homeboys' dicks better than yours?" You sneer back at him, teasing him with the way your fingers make their way back to your dripping hole, two fingers slowly sinking in and bringing it back up to rub your clit in slow circular motions.

Taehyun scoffs, grabbing your chin and pulling you closer to him as he kneels higher. "Say that again and I'm never fucking you again. I know you love this dick too much to ditch me like that, isn't that right, sugar?"

A groan bubbles in your throat, you refuse to agree with him knowing it wouldn't be fun that way. What do you do instead? Exaggerate a shrug and faking to think long and hard, but that only pisses Taehyun off further.

He stands up straight, and your eyes trail down his toned abs and lands on his bulge, nice and prominent in his grey sweats. He pushes you so your back hits the bed, and you know you're starting to like this a little more than your previous hookups—given that this is the first time you're about to get fucked with his closest friends just on the other side of his bedroom door.

You shuffle higher up on his bed still holding eye contact with him as the bed dips from his knees shifting weight towards you, and while he hovers over your figure his lips attaches themselves to your neck. Slow kisses descending to your chest was enough to have your breath slightly hitching, loving the way his tongue flicks against your nipples until he drags the wet muscle down your stomach.

"Mmhm, please." You instantly beg, lifting your hips up to his face only for him to shove your hips back against the bed.

"No," his eyes darkened from his pupils dilating, "you get what I give you, now be a good girl and wait."

You prop yourself up on your elbows knowing that he'll give you what you want if you oblige, but pissing him off when he thinks you're about to finally listen to him was too fun. Taehyun spreads your legs nice and wide with the view of his head going straight between your thighs, light bites and sucking around your core, leaving teeth indentations in your plush skin. And finally, the feeling of his long, leisurely strokes of his tongue over your clit had your head reeling.

Soft whimpers fall past your lips, indecisive whether you should've bitten your tongue and held back, but if there was any other way to rile up Taehyun, it was to talk about his friends while his tongue's buried between your legs.

"Shit Tae, I really under estimated you." You bury your fingers in his dark locks, tugging them and only receiving groans from him, but that only led to aggressive vibrations to your core. "I sometimes thought about Yeonjun's thick lips, mmhm, but you're doing a great job too, sweetie."

The movement from his tongue stops, and he lifts his head to look at you dead in the eye; strong, thick brows scrunching in pure disbelief. It worked. "Is that so?" He says unamused, aligning a single digit against your entrance. Not giving you the chance to gradually get used to the minimal stretch, he shoves another finger, slightly curling it up the same way your toes were subtly curling.

"Oh fuck." You gasp, bringing a hand up to squeeze your tits, rolling your nipples between your fingers. You knew Taehyun loved it when you did that, but he was to smug to give in so quickly.

"And you really thought you were able to leave me? Admit it, baby, I'm too good." He leans over you again, one hand holding himself above you and the other still fucking inside your cunt. The smell of his cologne literally sticks to his skin, he doesn't even need to wear clothes and he's just so perfect that way. "Sweet, sweet angel," his voice is hoarse in your ear, "you look so pretty getting fucked by my fingers, but I'm sure you'd look heavenly with my dick stretching you out again, yeah?"

You want to refuse just to play around with him a little more, but you want him bad. You give up and nod your head, looking ridiculously desperate to be fucked dumb and that's exactly what you'll receive. Taehyun takes his fingers out of you, separating them and watching your slick form a string until it cuts off and he shoves them into your mouth, tongue swirling at the sweet taste of your own cream.

He pulls his dick out of his precum-stained joggers, of course he didn't wear boxers when he knew you'd be over, but who were you to complain? Aligning his coke-can girth cock at your entrance was always something you'd look forward to, and once you feel the stretch and he feels the grip, you both simultaneously let out guttural moans. His hands gripping onto your hips, pulling you up his girth as he kneels back, plowing into you harder than you've experienced with him before, and you loved it.

The pace picks up, head empty, heavy cock jack hammering into you like there's no tomorrow, and his sweat's already gathering in his hair that had covered his forehead. Sometimes you didn't know if Taehyun's aware about his strength, but every hit of his tip against your cervix brought tears to your eyes, and the delicious sound of his grunts was enough to have you clenching around him. But instead of stopping, he fucked you through it.

"Go on," his voice shakes, sweat dripping on your collarbone, "let them hear you scream on my dick, I'm sure they have their ears pressed up against the door with their dicks hard. You'd love that, wouldn't you?"

"F-fuck baby, yes, yes, I would!" You moan louder than you intended, no fear whether the boys on the other side of his bedroom door would've heard you or not.

But Taehyun's devious smirk only has your brows scrunching in confusion, your chest heaves as he flips you onto your stomach and inserts himself back inside you, but his hips don't move.

"Fuck yourself on it." His growl accompanies a slap on your left ass cheek, "or do you want me to call Yeonjun and Beomgyu in here to watch me fuck this cunt until you're creaming all over me?"

"Tae-" You whine, slowly rocking yourself back and forth. The change of position felt too good, the curve of his cock hitting the jackpot.

"'Tae' what?" He mocks you, slapping your ass again but gripping onto it, hard enough to leave indents of his fingernails.

"So good, so sooo good, shit-" You gasp, almost borderline sob when you reach down to play with your clit.

Taehyun scoffs, amused. "You're so fucking shameless, crying on my dick and still thinking about flirting with my friends." He leans over, his chest against your back, and his hand reaches around to replace yours. As soon as he heard your sharp, staccato inhales he latches his lips onto the back of your neck, trailing along your shoulder blades and whispering against your back to talk your through your high. You collapse your chest against the bed, arching your back while his hips continues the movement.

"Cum for me, big boy." You sigh.

The sound of your whining sent shivers down his spine, head thrown back and eyes scrunched shut, hips stuttering and about to still. "Almost there, pretty."

He pulls out, vigorously stroking his length, grunting and moaning once warm spurts of white ribbons decorated your back and the plump of your ass. Once the last drop landed on you, you giggle, rocking back to find his tip with your entrance and fill yourself up with his thickness again. Obsessed wasn't even the right word to describe sex with Taehyun. It was a necessity. Not a want, but a need.

Taehyun hisses behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his sweaty forehead against your back before deciding on whether he's about to go for another round, but his still erect dick already determined there will be. "Good girl. Let me stay here a little while, gotta make sure this pussy's nothing but the perfect mold for my dick."

You caress his forearms hugging you, humming while he catches his breath, but you see your phone screen light up on the side of the bed. Turns out the boys had stopped playing a while ago and only two of them were left in the living room. Yeonjun and Beomgyu.

Yeonjun, 8 mins ago I knew you guys were fucking, ur so loud tf

u guys aren't exclusive tho right?? 😏

Beomgyu, 9 mins ago are u feeling better now?

bc, shit y/n 🫠 me next???

"Hm? Did someone text you?" Taehyun groans, but he starts kisses up and down your spine.

"Hm?" You feign to be oblivious. "Nah, no one, babe. You good for one more?"

You were amused for sure. These two have always thought with their dicks as long as you've known them. And who were you to refuse? Maybe Taehyun isn't gonna be your only source of relief.

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woongiez · 10 days ago

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zb1 giving u aftercare headcannons?? loving ur work 😞😞😞

after care . ot8 zb1

jiwoong

-> he isn’t the best when it comes to aftercare

-> dgmr, he does clean you up and cuddle you to sleep afterwards, but isn’t the type to go out with it

-> “ You did so good, my love” he told your sleepy self as he wiped your inner thighs with a wet towel and tucked you to sleep

-> the next morning tho, he sets up a warm bath for the two of us

zhang hao

-> pretty much the same as Jiwoong

-> all of his energy is drained out after he cums, so you find it funny how he drags his feet to the bathroom to get hus wet wipes

-> slowly and carefully handles you and makes sure youre clean

-> but u probably fall asleep by the time he finishes…

-> “sleep well cutie” he kisses you and joins u

hanbin

-> now this man!!

-> doesn’t matter how many times you went at it, he will jump out of bed and run you a hot bath. I’m talking bubbles and a bath bomb and water that might cause you a first degree burn

-> even changes the sheets while the water is running

-> will join you & wash your hair ofc

-> “you did so well tonight, baby. Thank you” you relax in his arms as he praises you

matthew

-> he is very chaotic lol

-> checks you for bruises in case he went too rough on you

-> he does the perfect amount of aftercare

-> is attached to your hip the whole night on case something hurts or u need anything

-> “wanna watch a movie and get take out?”

taerae

-> sings you a lullaby to put you to sleep

-> brushes your hair & helps you clean yourself

-> he secretly expects to be taken care of as well

-> but ofc you’re more important so he makes sure you all alright, clean and ready for bed

-> “can you play with my hair before sleep?” and of course you do

ricky

-> he treats you like a princess on a regular basis, of course he will treat you like one when you are a little more vulnerable

-> showers you in affection and smothers you with kisses

-> “do you need anything? can i bring you anything? a snack, some water?” he is at your service for the next day

-> provider bf !!

gyuvin

-> 9/10 times falls asleep first

-> is the biggest dork like ever.

-> “bet you can’t even walk now after i’m done with you. Ahhh guess i’ll have to take care of you now”

-> teases you while he carries you bridal style to the shower. tries washing you but it takes him like half an hour to do your hair so you just do it yourself…

-> lets you sleep on his chest

gunwook

-> he’s such a sweetheart

-> changes you into your pjs & takes off any remaining make up you have

-> “do you want me to make you a sandwich?” he asks while yawning. Even if he is tired, his priority is still you

-> ends up making you one anyway even if you tell him to come to bed already

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woongiez · 10 days ago

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GOONOOK WITH KATOPTRONOPHILIA FUCUDIFKKKKKK

mouth is foaming by js imagining him forcing reader to look at the mirror by grabbing the chin..... 🤕

girlll dont play with me rn..

Gunwook definitely has a thing for fucking you in the mirror. Of course, he loves watching your face scrunch as he thrusts into you, but he never expected to love seeing both of your reflections so much.

The first time he tried it, it was actually your suggestion. You saw something about being fucked in front of a mirror and it seemed weirdly appealing to you. So when you brought it up, Gunwook couldn’t be more excited.

“Look at you, baby, you’re so dirty” he whispered in your ear, forcing you by your chin to watch yourself. You were sat into your boyfriend’s lap and he was thrust up into you. You had already come once, so every time his cock entered you, all the juices accumulated inside of you squirted out. You were so sensitive that tears had rolled down your cheeks and the boy beneath you had a tight grasp on your waist.

The image in front of you two was lewd. But you both loved it.

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woongiez · 12 days ago

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Heaven and back | Park Gunwook

Summary: Just as he thought his birthday couldn't get better, it did 100 times more.

Pairing: Female reader x Park Gunwook

Genre: Smut (as usual, Minors DNI)

Word count: 1262 (IN ALMOST 2 HOURS AAAA)

Warnings: Sub!Gunwook, Dom!Reader, Tipsy!Gunwook, deepthroating, BigDick!Gunwook (kind of), pet names (baby, pretty boy, birthday boy, bun, Y/Nie cause Gunwook called you that), food play, drinking mentioned a few times I lost count-

Notes: Since it's Gunwook's birthday, I thought why not celebrate it by writing a fic for out birthday boy? I still can't believe he's 20 y'all, anyways happy birthday to our cutie and all rounder!

Song recommendation: HEAVEN AND BACK - Chase Atlantic

“Baby, stop…stop teasing…” Gunwook choked out as you lapped at the tip of his cock. He was a mess, his whole length covered with the frosting leftover from his birthday cake. How did you manage to convince him to let you suck his cock?

A few hours prior you celebrated his birthday, just you, him and a group of your shared friends gathered up at your place where you threw a surprise for him. He almost thought that everyone forgot about his birthday, the surprise? That made him cry for at least 10 minutes, with you having to calm him down with kisses before he was back to being giggly and cheerful.

After celebrating (and having a few drinks) everyone soon went home, except you and Gunwook. It was noticeable that he was slightly tipsy, his cheeks flushed as you fed him a bite of the cake. You ordered the prettiest and tastiest cake just for him, and with the way he was humming from each bite, you knew you made the right choice.

“Baby…so delicious…” He says in between chewing, his mouth still full as he had his eyes fixed on you, he was definitely lovestruck.

“I’m glad you like it, pretty boy.” You said as you placed your free hand against his cheek, and he leaned in your touch. He craved your touch, more than usual whenever he got drunk.

The room was filled with silence for a few minutes, you feeding him and him eating happily while you also fed yourself a bite of the cake. It really was delicious, and you took a mental note to order it in the near future again. He looked sleepy, it made you almost laugh at how cutely he was talking, his words slurring slightly but not to the point where you couldn’t understand him.

You took a look at his appearence: his hair was a bit messy with the way he ran his hand through his hair every 5 seconds, his lips parted as he breathed out, cheeks becoming more flushed with the way he kept taking sips of the champagne you bought a while back.

You looked at the cake sitting on the table, then back at him, an idea already popping up in your mind.

That’s how you ended up on your knees in between Gunwook’s legs, his head thrown back against the back of the couch and his whole body slumped against the soft cushions. He didn’t expect you to convince him to let you suck him off just by whispering dirty in his ear and coaxing him to eat a frosting covered strawberry.

As much as he was shocked when you applied the frosting on his cock, he didn’t think it was that bad until you started licking at the base of his cock, a moan escaping past his lips. He never thought he’d be so turned on by the sight of his girlfriend being on her knees and sucking his cock with frosting on it, which made it a huge turn on.

You already made him cum once just by stroking his cock with your frosting covered hand, your nails scratching deliciously against his heated and veiny skin. He was already panting and moaning, letting out occasional whines whenever your tongue poked at his slit, causing more pre-cum to leak from the reddened tip.

The way you looked up at him while swirling your tongue around made him almost cum right then and there, but he held it in longer. He was panting, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at you, fixed onto your tongue. His cock twitched every time your tongue made contact with his skin and by that you knew he was close.

“Bun, please…let me cum…need to c-cum…” He whined as your lips closed around the tip of his cock, sucking on it gently and finally giving him the relief he craved so badly.

His mind felt foggy, filled with the most filthiest thoughts of you, he was definitely going to remember this moment for days, months, probably even years.

Just as he was about to cum you pulled away, a whimper slipping past his lips as he watched the tip of his cock slip away from your lips. That alone made him miss the feeling of your mouth on him.

“Why did you do that, Y/Nie~” He cried out desperately, tears forming in his eyes as he squirmed against the cushions. You knew he was getting extremely needy with the way his voice became more whiny and his breathing became heavier.

“Do what, birthday boy? I didn’t do anything.” You said, acting innocent despite knowing he didn’t like it, but with him becoming submissive with each passing second? It was way easy to rile him up.

“Y-You knew what you did! Don’t act like you don’t have a fucking clue about it.” He said, his words slightly slurred as he glared at you. He definitely was pissed, but that only made him hotter.

He was about to keep protesting when you suddenly took his cock fully in your mouth, deepthroating him as you started bobbing your head up and down, finally sucking him off deliciously. That caused him to groan loudly, his hands gripping the cushions as he let out a string of curses.

“Shit, so good…fuck…baby…” He chanted, his eyes rolling back as you kept bobbing your head, while slowly starting to stroke whatever was left of his length that you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

He felt like he was in heaven, he loved that feeling and would often want to keep going back to it over and over again. It didn’t take long before he was close to the edge and just as he was about to cum he let go of the cushions and grabbed a fistfull of your hair with one hand, pulling you off his cock, watching it slip out while he wrapped his hand around his length the other and started stroking it.

With just a few strokes he came all over your face. Your cheeks and lips were covered with the hot seed, some of it dripping down on the floor. He groaned as he kept cumming and stroking his cock, and he needed a few minutes before he stopped, his cock twitching and the tip spurting out the last of the liquid.

You licked your lips and looked up at him, seeing how drained he was and hearing how much he was panting. It was definitely the hottest sight you witnessed every time, and you wouldn’t change it for anything else.

As soon as he calmed down he glanced at you, watching how you maneuvered yourself onto his lap, your soaked panties pressing against his now half hard cock. He felt you wrapping your arms around his neck, but he was too tired to react.

“Happy birthday, baby. Hope you’ll like the gift I prepared for you.” You said as you pecked his lips, which made his eyes widen at your words.

“There’s more?” He asked, his breath hitching as you subtly rolled your hips against his cock, the friction causing him to groan and you to moan softly against his ear.

“You thought we were done? Not a chance, because I have a lot prepared for you, baby.” You said as you let one of your hands move down from his neck to the hem of his shirt, slipping your hand inside.

That’s how he realized he was in for a long, enjoyable night and endless rounds of pleasure.

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woongiez · 14 days ago

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hihihi can you pleasee write smut of gunwook and fellow member (fem or gen neutral) having to stay quiet in his room while at the dorms.

ANON IM SO SORRY 😭 i completely read over the member part 😕 pleeeease lmk if you want me to write it again!! <3

gunwook always tried to only invite you over whenever his members are out because he knows he can not possibly keep his hands off of you, even the most innocent cuddle will turn into something more with the two of you. sometimes it is inevitable tho, his roommates muffled voices seeping through gunwooks closed door as he wraps a hand around your neck telling you to be quiet.

how can you be quiet tho when he’s fucking you so good?? dick thrusting in and out of you, his balls hitting your ass and a mixture of hushed moans and skin slapping filling the room. gunwooks hand on your throat reminding you that you guys are not alone and that he does not want his member to hear his baby’s moans, thumb in stroking over the sensitive skin.

“be quiet please” he almost begs “you’re mine they don’t get to listen” his head drops to the crook of your neck, pressing wet and messy kisses against the skin in order to hide his own pleasured groans.

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woongiez · 14 days ago

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✶ is it new year's yet?

summary ༝༚༝༚ … ZB1 as your New Year’s Eve kiss

reactions ! ૮ ྀི◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა ۫ ੭̲ 제비스 x 𝓯!reader ⊹ ( library )

爱 ࿁ ⠀ ˚⠀ warnings … kissing duh, alcohol & drinking, mentions of sex, mentions of social anxiety, they’re at a club in gyuvin’s part, not proofread

✉️ happy one week since new year’s! lol I wanted to post something cute that was new year’s related so I whipped this up really quick. sorry that it’s so late from the actual holiday >_<

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓙iwoong ﹙𝓴.﹚ㅤ

The winter air is sharp as you step out onto the balcony. To keep yourself warm, you wrap your arms around your bare arms, wondering why you hadn’t worn a warmer dress to this New Year’s event. In your defense, you hadn’t planned to stay this long. It was supposed to be one quick drink, saying hello to everyone, and then back to your apartment. But then you’d realized Jiwoong was there.

It’s not like you would admit it to anyone, but you’d stayed for him. The two of you had been growing closer throughout the year and after the short winter break from work, you were desperate to spend a little more time with him. As if the texting hadn’t been enough. “Getting some fresh air?” God, even the sound of his voice was enough to have your heart racing. You glance back to watch him exit onto the balcony as well.

He looked so good in a suit. “It’s stuffy in there,” you say, rubbing your hands over your bare skin as you smile at him. Jiwoong doesn’t hesitate to slip off his suit jacket, draping it over your shoulders before you can even protest and the scent of his cologne surrounds you. “Thank you,” you whisper and he nods once.

“It looks like it’s about to snow,” he mentions, and, oh for fuck’s sake, he’s talking about the weather. You laugh and he looks over at you with a smile of his own. You suck in a small breath, the cold making your nose sting as he shifts closer to you. Both of you stand next to the glass railing, looking over the bright lights of Seoul as each person waits for midnight to strike. “YN,” Jiwoong says, snapping you out of your daze.

You try to keep yourself from sounding too hopeful, “Yes?” Jiwoong opens his mouth to say something, only for a particularly loud firework to go off in the distance. You jump slightly, in surprise, and Jiwoong moves to settle you by placing his hands on your waist. The touch makes your body warm despite the cold. “Must be midnight.” Another firework, and for a moment, you watch as the glittering gold fizzles out in the dark sky against small snowflakes.

Jiwoong’s eyes flick down to your lips for a fleeting moment before they return to your eyes. “Happy New Year, YN.”

You were tired of waiting. Raising on your toes slightly, you press a soft kiss to his lips, enjoying the look of surprise on his face as you pull away. You like the grin that follows after even more. “Happy New Year, Jiwoong–” You barely get his name out before his lips are back on yours.

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓗ao ﹙𝔃.﹚ㅤ

“I am never hosting again,” you grumble as you finish wiping down the kitchen counter of your apartment, “Didn’t know our friends were such animals.” Hao’s laugh is loud from his spot in the living room where he’s picking up a few cups. You mentally thank your past self for not letting them stay all night, a few hours was clearly enough for them to do plenty of damage.

“We just got done with finals. They’re just blowing off some steam,” Hao says as he walks into the kitchen holding a garbage bag. You pout as you glance at the bag.

“I can’t believe Matthew broke that lamp, it was one of my favorites.” Hao coos softly at your complaint, setting the bag down. With your arms crossed over your chest, Hao places his hands on your shoulders to press a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll buy you another one.”

“No, you’ve gotten me enough Christmas presents already–”

“Then consider this a New Year's present.” You give Hao a pointed look as he pulls away. His thumb comes up to brush over your bottom lip. “None of that. You can’t stop me from spoiling you.”

You let out a dramatic sigh, “Well there goes my New Year’s resolution.” Hao laughs again and your heart flutters at the sound. His arms wrap around you and he rests his chin on the top of your head. Slowly, the embrace causes the rest of your annoyance from having to clean up your apartment to melt away. He just had that effect on you–making everything feel okay.

Your relationship with Hao was hard to classify. He’d been your best friend ever since you started university, but it didn’t take long before it grew into something more. Something deeper. Now, it was a weird space between dating and not dating. You hated the word situationship, so you refused to call it that. Honestly, you were just waiting for the day when one of you forgets that you haven’t made it official and just starts calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend.

“It’s midnight,” Hao whispers into the quiet atmosphere of your kitchen. And he’s right, you can hear fireworks going off in the distance. Pulling away from him a little, you glance back over your shoulder at the clock on your stove. Sure enough, it reads midnight. But when you turn back to Hao, you’re met with his lips on yours. It’s just a soft kiss, his lips pressing to yours for a few moments before he pulls away. “Sorry,” he mumbles, “But you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”

But you do. Grinning, you use your grip on his shoulders to pull yourself back up to his lips. Your tongue slips into his mouth, swirling with his as Hao’s hands trace two paths down your sides to grip your waist. The two of you are out of breath by the time you separate again. “That was the New Year’s present I wanted.”

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓗anbin ﹙𝓼.﹚ㅤ

Your boyfriend was such a genius. And while you knew he was romantic, this was by far the best surprise he’d ever planned for you. A small sigh escapes you as you settle into the hot tub, pine trees and a thick blanket of snow surrounding the cabin he’d rented for the two of you over the holidays.

“C’mere, baby,” Hanbin’s soft voice meets your ears as you sink further into the hot water, half swimming and half walking over to where he’s sat. The sight of his whisker dimples makes your heart melt as he helps you onto his lap, jets bubbling around you both to soothe your muscles. “Good temperature?”

“It’s perfect,” you reassure. “This is exactly what I needed after skiing all day. God, I love how your mind works.” Hanbin laughs and you absentmindedly trace your thumb over the tattoo that rests between his collarbones.

“Wanting to see my girlfriend in a bikini and having her to myself for a few days is hardly genius.” You shake your head in disagreement. Snow falls lazily around you both, landing in his hair and yours as his ears turn a little red from the cold. Or maybe it was from having you in his lap. Hanbin had never really gotten used to that over the two years you’d been dating.

“Still.” You shift a little in his lap to reach for your glass of wine, taking a small sip before setting it back down. “Best New Year’s Eve ever. Best Christmas ever.”

Hanbin lets out a small Oh as he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you closely to him. “I try. Especially hard for you. And you know…” You hum in acknowledgment. “2025 is gonna be a big year for us.”

“Reallyyy,” you drag the word out a little as excitement rushes through you. You have a feeling you know what he’s referencing, but you won’t say anything about it, knowing he likes to plan things his way. Particularly when it comes to surprises and definitely when it comes to you. Like this little getaway. It had been bliss waking up every day to him and a stunning winter wonderland. Going into the small town for shopping and dinners. Going skiing and ice skating. And now, ringing in the New Year in probably the largest hot tub you’ve ever seen.

The reflection of the blue water ripples across his face as he nods, steam rising off the surface from the temperature difference. “Really,” he breathes as he moves his hand to cup your cheek.

The kiss he pulls you into is soft and loving, like he’s trying to pour all of his affection into you through the one action. Playfully, his teeth nip at your bottom lip as he pulls away. “Happy New Year, baby.”

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓜atthew ﹙𝓼.﹚ㅤ

The last thing you remember from New Year’s Eve was doing body shots with your roommate. It had been well before midnight when you blacked out. Hell, you weren’t even sure if you’d stayed up late enough for the clock to strike twelve.

Blinking harshly against the pounding behind your eyes, you peek your eyes open. Maybe it was the hangover but your bed felt softer than usual– this wasn’t your room. The walls were a shade darker, the bedding a deep gray, and all of the Pokémon characters and other figurines on the shelves were definitely not yours. You almost let out a small groan at the realization. Sure enough, when you glance down next to you, Matthew’s still passed out in his bed. He’s shirtless, and your heart drops along with your eyes and– Thank god. You’re not naked.

But this isn’t your shirt either. It’s Matthew’s. Which either meant that you’d stolen it last night while you were under the influence, you’d thrown up on the top you’d been wearing (which would be sad, you love that top), or certain activities had occurred the night before. Another rush of panic goes through you and your hangover is long forgotten as you reach to shake Matthew awake. “Matt!” He doesn’t stir for a moment, and you smack his bare shoulder softly. “Matt, wake up.”

He grumbles at that, his eyes peeking open a little and you imagine that he’s feeling the same way you are right now. Hungover and confused. “What?” he mumbles after a moment, his voice rough with sleep. It’s like he doesn’t even register the fact that you’re in his bed. Or maybe he does with the way he rolls over, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face into your stomach. The action makes you freeze. You were used to him being touchy but this? This was new.

“Why am I wearing your shirt?” Matthew hums at your words, but he doesn’t move.

“You wanted to sleep in it.”

“Please tell me we didn’t–”

“Have sex?” You hear him chuckle softly as he pulls away from your stomach to glance up at you. “Nah.” You let out a breath of relief and his brows furrow. “Do you remember anything from last night?”

You shrug, hands absentmindedly going to brush through his messy hair. “I remember doing body shots. That’s the last thing, though.” Matthew groans as he rolls onto his back.

“C’mere.”

“Sorry?” you say, voice filled with confusion. Your roommate just gestures for you to cuddle into his side. Hesitantly, you scooch over before laying back down, resting your head on his chest as he wraps an arm around you.

“Gonna have to remind you of our New Year’s kiss then,” he says before his lips meet yours.

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓣aerae ﹙𝓴.﹚ㅤ

Superstitions were never something you’d believed in before, but you figured this was at least worth a shot. After all, you were going to need some extra luck if you wanted to follow through with your plan to kiss Taerae in approximately two minutes. Glancing at the bowl of grapes in your hands, you slip under Taerae’s kitchen table and begin to eat.

Only four of the twelve grapes are gone when your best friend’s face appears over the edge of the table. “What’re you doing down there?” his gentle voice meets your ears as you swallow.

“Nothing,” you mumble, eating another grape. Taerae gives you a look before he moves to sit under the table with you as well. When he reaches for a grape, you slap his hand away. He lets out a small cry, but you know he’s just being dramatic. You would laugh if you weren’t running out of time to finish these grapes before it was the new year.

“It’s almost midnight,” Taerae says, watching as you continue stuffing your face with the fruit. “Seriously, what’s with the grapes?”

“It’s for luck,” you say between bites. “Eat twelve grapes under the table and you get luck for the twelve months of the new year.” Taerae laughs.

“And what do you need luck for?” Your face warms as you look down at the two grapes left in the bowl.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” One more grape left and as you reach to take it, Taerae beats you to it. “Hey!” you cry softly, setting the bowl down as he chews, fighting back laughter. “Now I have to go get another one–”

His large hands find your cheeks pulling your lips to his. He tastes like the grape he’d just eaten, and you’re sure you do as well. His tongue presses against yours as he coaxes your lips apart, deepening the kiss as the clock strikes midnight. When he pulls away, you subconsciously chase his lips, craving the feeling of his mouth on yours again. Taerae grins a little, giving you another small peck. “Is that what you needed luck for?”

Your face warms, and you’re sure Taerae can feel it from the way his hands hold your blushing cheeks still. “How’d you know?” you ask shyly.

“You’re more obvious than you think.” You laugh as you let your forehead fall to rest on his shoulder, both of you still crammed under the table. Taerae’s back was probably hurting, but he didn’t say anything about it. “And did you really think that I haven’t seen what sitting under the table means?"

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓡icky ﹙𝓼.﹚ㅤ

One of Ricky’s favorite things about his relationship with you was that you were comfortable with staying in just as much as going out. And while you both loved your date nights out, it was usually him dragging you out to the restaurants or museums or wherever else you were going. This time though, you’d done the dragging to a scene that was definitely going to overstimulate you both.

With small apologies, you push past people in the crowd filling the streets of New York’s Times Square, hand firmly in Ricky’s as you pull him along with you. The bright lights hurt his eyes and there were so many people around that the cold air couldn’t even touch his nose. His grip on you tightens a little, too worried about losing you in the busy crowd. Ricky had to remind himself that he was doing this for you. That you’d wanted to see the ball drop since you were little and used to watch it on TV with your family.

“Come on!” you shout softly to him as you find a spot in the crowd to stand and watch. Ricky’s quick to wrap his arms around you from behind, protecting you from the way other people were shoving to try and get a better view of the ball before the New Year’s countdown began. You glance up at him. “You okay?”

“I’m okay as long as you are.” And it was the truth. While Ricky may not be the biggest fan of crowds like this, he would do it for you. The way the shining lights illuminated the excitement on your face was worth any kind of social anxiety he might feel. Besides, having you in his arms like this, smiling up at him made all of those worries go away.

“It’s starting!” you gasp softly as the people around you both begin the countdown. You’re quick to follow along, shouting the words like everyone else, and with a small chuckle, Ricky begins counting down as well. It’s like time slows as he watches your eyes, the glimmer of awe in them as you watch such a simple thing happen. It was adorable. He knew he should be watching the ball like you were, but he couldn’t take his eyes off your face even as the shouts of Happy New Year rang out around the streets. Confetti explodes from the top of buildings, raining down on the crowd and you tilt your head back to watch with a small giggle.

Your eyes meet his and somehow, your smile softens even more. Then, like the other couples surrounding you in the square, Ricky presses his lips against yours.

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓖yuvin ﹙𝓴.﹚ㅤ

“D’you have a New Year’s kiss yet?” Were the first words you heard from the tall individual. You look up from your drink to the boy who approaches you as you sit at the table your friends had claimed at the club, expecting to tell off some ugly, egotistical douchebag. But the face that meets your eyes is anything but that. Fluffy brown hair falls over his chocolate-colored eyes as he smiles at you. Thank goodness you were sitting. If you were standing, you would’ve collapsed right into his arms at the sight.

“Me?” The boy laughs as he nods.

“Yes, you.” He offers you a hand. “I’m Gyuvin.” You give him your name as you take his hand. Being careful of your shoes, he helps you stand, and– Wow, he’s so tall. The top of your head barely meets his chin as his large hand grips yours.

“You’re offering your New Year’s kiss to a stranger?”

Gyuvin shrugs, grin never leaving his pretty pink lips. “Isn’t there a saying of how you give a kiss to who you want to spend the new year with?” Your eyes flutter and your heart probably does too.

“Yeah–” He cuts you off as he wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you a little as he carries you towards the dance floor. There are several bodies in the space already, moving to the beat as the seconds to the new year slowly count down. A small laugh leaves you as Gyuvin sets you down.

“Then consider this as me asking you out.”

“Well, you definitely get points for creativity…” you trail off as you wrap your arms around his neck. You have to stand on your toes a little to reach him, but you decide that it’s fine with the way his hands go to your hips. You could get used to this.

“Is that a yes?” You had a feeling you weren’t ever going to learn how to say no to him. So, you nod.

His body presses closely against yours as midnight draws nearer, almost drawing out the anticipation as all of his firm lines meet your softer ones. Your eyes never leave Gyuvin’s as you both mutter words to each other, already feeling strangely comfortable and at home despite meeting only a few minutes ago. What seals the deal, though, is how deeply he kisses you once the clock hits midnight. Gyuvin’s tongue doesn’t fight your lips open, having enough common sense not to try to make out with you in public (especially since it was your first kiss with him), but that doesn’t stop him from holding you even closer to him somehow.

And, yeah, this was the right decision, you conclude as he pulls away.

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓖unwook ﹙𝓹.﹚

Giggling softly, you cling to your boyfriend as he carries you like you weigh nothing more than a feather. Gunwook stumbles slightly, and you know it’s from the drinks he’s had. The drinks you’ve both had courtesy to your friend group and the little New Year’s Eve party they were throwing. If you concentrated enough, you could still taste the sparkling bubbles and tangy grapes from the champagne. But you didn’t want to focus on that. You wanted to focus on the boy whose arms were wrapped tightly around your waist.

“Wookie,” you laugh as he tucks his face into your neck, your back meeting the wall behind you with a small Thump. He mutters a gentle sorry against your skin, but you don’t really mind. The alcohol is making you giddy and it’s making Gunwook clingy. When he pulls away to look at you in the darkness of the hallway he’d taken you to, your vision clears slightly. His skin almost looks like it’s glowing, rosebuds of blush blooming on his cheeks and you lift your hands to cup his cheeks. “You’re so soft,” you mumble, squishing his cheeks so his lips stick out a little. Gunwook’s pretty brown eyes crinkle into half-moons as he laughs at your words.

He shifts your weight in his hands to lift you higher and you wrap your legs around his middle. As his large hands knead at the softness of your thighs peeking out from underneath your ridden-up dress, a small shiver goes through you. “I love you,” he whispers, lips finding your cheek. Then your forehead, then your nose, and finally, the corner of your mouth. “I love you sooo much–”

“Love you too, Wookie,” you whisper, letting go of his face to hold onto his broad shoulders. Distantly, you can hear your friends begin the ten-second countdown to the New Year. They aren’t bothering looking for either of you, because they know you’re exactly where you want to be: in the arms of the person you love the most. Gunwook presses his forehead against yours as you wait for the cheers celebrating 2025 to sound. But as soon as the number One is shouted, Gunwook’s lips are on yours. He’s quick to pry your lips apart, meeting your tongue with his as he kisses you deeply. You can feel him smile as the words “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” ring through the house. Yeah. This was the best way to ring in the New Year.

ㅤ ⎯⎯ㅤ 𝓨ujin ﹙𝓱.﹚ㅤ

“This is so embarrassing,” Yujin grumbles as the two of you continue down the driveway from your house. His parents wanted him back home by 12:15 and considering his house was a good fifteen-minute drive away from the friend's house you had been hanging out at, you were leaving a few minutes before the new year. The only problem? Yujin couldn’t drive.

Not that he couldn't, he just didn’t have his license yet, so you were stuck being his personal Uber. Not that you minded. He did though.

His hand grips yours, keeping them tucked in his coat pocket so you didn’t get too cold. “I swear, as soon as I can, I’m making an appointment so I can drive you around like you deserve.”

You giggle, “What? You don’t like being my passenger princess?” Your boyfriend groans, the breath that leaves him showing in the air from how cold it is outside. “Seriously, Yujin, I don’t mind driving you around.”

“But I do,” his small pout makes your heart melt. You weren’t sure how a person could be so adorable. “Makes me feel… I don’t know, less manly? Like I’m a child.”

“We are children,” you remind him, squeezing his hand in his coat pocket as your head falls to rest on his shoulder. “One of us is just a child that can drive–”

“Gosh, never mind,” he laughs and you smile a little, glad that he doesn’t take your teasing to heart. “It’ll be my New Year’s resolution. Being more of a stereotypical boyfriend.” You raise your eyebrows at that. The both of you are walking slower than you usually do despite it being cold, wanting to prolong your time together.

“And how are you gonna do that, hmm?” He looks at you, cheeks rosy from the chilly air and your eyes flick down to his lips for a moment.

“I’ll buy you more gifts.” You hum at the thought. “And… I’ll be more romantic,” he lists off his ideas as you begin to approach your car, stepping into the snow. It crunches under your feet as you walk toward the street. “But to start…” he trails off, your hands leaving his pocket as he stops in his tracks and you walk on. He pulls on your hands so you stumble back towards him, standing chest to chest. “I’ll do this.”

And then in a move that’s much bolder than you were expecting from your boyfriend, his lips press against yours. It must be midnight, you think to yourself before melting into the kiss, enjoying the feel of the soft movement of his mouth against yours. Your forehead rests against his as you separate to breathe.

Breathlessly, you nod. “Kiss me like that again, and I’ll never bring up you not having a license again.”

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woongiez · 14 days ago

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hiii :) what do u think of sitting on gunwooks face and him using his big strong arms to keep reader from getting off his tongue even though she came so many times alrdy ??

omg anon.. ur killing me

Gunwook is such a service bf!!! He gets off from pleasuring you so face sitting is a yes yes yes.

The first time you sat on his face you were so nervous.. you thought you would crush him and many similar thoughts ran through your head. So when you finally did sit on him, you were supporting yourself just in case. “Put your full weight on me, baby” Gunwook murmured from underneath you. When you still didn’t obey, he wrapped his strong arms around your hips and pushed you down.

And oh my god, i couldn’t say which one of you enjoyed it more. Your hands went straight to his black hair and you could feel him moan as you pulled it. His tongue was rapidly gathering your juices before swallowing them, and he gave your clit sucks with his plump lips.

Needless to say, it didn’t take you long to come. You were a stuttering mess above your boyfriend. As you tried to get off, he decided to hold you in place. His tongue entered and exited your wet hole and you were reaching your second orgasm rapidly. “Please.. wook..” you didn’t know what you were begging for. Did you want him to continue or did you want him to stop? Maybe both.

Gunwook’s cock was hard and painful in the jeans he never took off. He knew you would offer him a blowjob, but he was just too addicted to your taste. The new position gave him the ability to explore you like never before and to devour your however much he wanted. The way you were suffocating him with your thighs did nothing but excite him and push him over the edge.

So by the time you finally escape his grasp, he has already cum untouched and his face was a crimson red.

“Can we do that again?” He asks and you couldn’t help but laugh and give his wet face a kiss

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waking gunwook up in the middle of the night horny just to throw a leg over him and let him lazily fuck you 😵‍💫😵‍💫

you know that gunwook would always be there for you no matter what time of the day and no matter how tired he was - he told you so himself. but it was still a little embarrassing, dreaming of your own boyfriend fucking you while he sleeps peacefully next to you. even worse? the dream was so good that you actually woke up from it, a little disappointed to be exact because one it was not real and two you could feel your pajama pants sticking to your wet center.

after debating for a few minutes and coming to the conclusion that you could not possible fall asleep again without feeling some kind of relief and you knew damn well that your own fingers would not be enough. throwing a leg over your boyfriends middle you watch him stir slightly in his sleep, one of his hand coming down to wrap around your tigh, goosebumps arising on his skin when you whisper against his skin.

“baby?” you whine, lazily grinding over gunwooks soft dick “baby i need you please”

gunwook groans tiredly, slightly opening just one eye looking down at you basically humping him. his fingers lazily play with the hem of your shorts before letting the band snap against your skin, making you whine against his neck.

“have me” he mumbles, watching you pull down both your and his pants and sinking down on his length. gunwook just lazily grinds his hips into yours, eyes still closed and lips slightly parted as he makes you cum around his leg before the two of you can go back to a peaceful slumber.

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woongiez · 15 days ago

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waking gunwook up in the middle of the night horny just to throw a leg over him and let him lazily fuck you 😵‍💫😵‍💫

“baby?” you whine, lazily grinding over gunwooks soft dick “baby i need you please”

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woongiez · 15 days ago

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quit smoking . park gunwook

pairing: stepbro!gunwook x smoker!fem!reader

synopsis: after your parents divorce, you turn to cigarettes for a stress relief. your sweet new brother notices this bad habit of yours and tries his best to help you take your mind off things.

warnings: SMUT!!!! Mdni ; smoking; oral sex (f receiving), some cussing, stepcest, not proofread lolol

a/n: this is my official comeback… i’m sad that ive abandoned this accoutn but its on my 2025 goal list to revive it and be back stronger than ever and better than ever with a bunch of motivation. Consider this my apology for going ghost mode :))

You were always told to never smoke or even be surrounded by smokers, that it would take away your beauty and shorten your entire life. Still, you found yourself with a pink Sobranie in your mouth more often than not, blowing smoke into the night. It was your guilty pleasure, but it also made your relax when needed most.

“Are you smoking again?” your bedroom door opened and you just turned your head from the opened window you were looking out of. You needn’t even look as you recognised the voice of Park Gunwook, your new brother in the past 3 months.

Your parents undergoing a divorce and your father remaring his mother all in the span of 4 months was definitely a harsh blow towards you. That’s why instead of crying it out, you started smoking it out. The dark haired boy noticed this bad habit of yours and took it upon himself to help you through this hard time. You found it amusing as he was one year older and acted as if there was a decade between the two of you

“I’m stressed, can you leave?” you didn’t know why you were so cold towards him. He was handsome and sweet with you, but still had a badass and sassy personality. Gunwook had a dominating aura which intimidated you, as he was easily breaking the walls you had built around yourself over the time.

Ignoring your words, he closed the door behind him and closed the gap between you, taking the cigarette between your lips with his index and middle finger. You were surprised to see him inhale and blow smoke out of his nose. He always presented himself as a put together teenage boy, but maybe he had his vices as well.

You raised an eyebrow at him in confusion. “You should quit this. If you’re stressed, come to me, girl” he finished the cigarette and threw the butt out of the window before closing it. He was now facing you, leaning against the window with his arm flexed, making his worked muscles visible through his black shirt. He made a thinking face before blunting out something you would have never expected from him. “You can take me in your mouth, too”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You tried saying in a serious tone but you couldn’t hold a small laugh in, how could he say something so stupid so suddenly? And still look at you with his signature cute smile?

“Come, i’ll help you relax” he took you hand and guided you to your bed, pushing you down and sitting next to you. “Tell me when to stop”

You couldn’t say much, as the next second your lips were met with Gunwook’s plump ones. You could feel his force through his lips so you didn’t resist. Your lips melted against one another before his kisses went down to your neck and collarbone. His large hands went underneath your pyjama shirt that he effortlessly took off. Luckily for him, you didn’t have anything underneath, so he was just met with your bare breasts.

You were burning with anticipation, but the boy next to you was stunned. It then clicked that he was waiting for you approval. “Please” you were already struggling to breathe but he caught the message. His palms made contact with your nipples and he harshly grope you. You tried to remain silent as his kisses went down to your belly and eventually to your pyjama shorts. He took them off quickly and you remained in your stained panties.

“I wasn’t expecting you to be so excited already. I guess I should’ve done this earlier.” he laughed and pressed his fingers to your cunt which made you twitch. Feeling bold, you gripped his fluffy hair with your hands and shoved his face to your pussy, giving him any approval he might have been seeking.

Your panties were quickly pulled down and you felt Gunwook’s hot tongue on your lower lips. The sound of slurping and licking quickly filled the room accompanied by your muffled moans. He was eating you like a starved man, tongue swirling everywhere and occasional bites on your sensitive clit.

“You seem to be enjoying this” he pulled his head away as his fingers replaced his earlier actions. Two of his much larger fingers entered you, feeling your gummy walls. They dove deep inside you until he found your special spot that made you louder than anything previous. “G-Gunwook…” you looked down at him with glossy eyes. All you wanted was to escape all the accumulated stress, and he was helping you do just that. It would’ve been a shame not to be able to now.

“I can’t torture you now, but I will the next time. You deserve it now” new time? You could barely focus on his words as his tongue went back to sucking your clit while his fingers were thrusting in and out of you. Tears were rolling down your face as you were getting closer and closer to your finish line, your grip on his hair tightening.

Eventually you came around his fingers, and he did his duty to clean you up. Gunwook placed a few kisses on your inner thighs before raising his head and kissing your face. Your nose, forehead and both cheeks, followed by your pouty lips. When your lips connected again, you gave back the same energy.

“Thank you” you murmured as he got up from your bed. You couldn’t believe what had just happened. But, truth be told, you were feeling better now. “Don’t worry about it. Just tried to make you feel a little better, but at the same time me as well. This new marriage is harsh on me too.” You were surprised by his hones words, but even more by his next action of lighting up a cigarette. You didn’t even bother that the window wasn’t open.

“You shouldn’t do that, it’s unhealthy” you mocked him, earning a chuckle.

After getting dressed, you joined him, both taking one puff at a time. The smell was intoxicating to the both of you, and made you want him even more.

“I’ll be back tomorrow night, same time.” he winked at you before he left the room. Who thought your annoying step brother could actually be helpful?

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