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[woozinhos]

My requests are open now I really want my request box to be full I have many works in progress so don’t feel like I’m ignoring you I just love it when people request so much also feel free to leave emojis so I know when you return :D

[woozinhos]

love your writings !! can i request taesan bnd being jealous and possessive?

Ahhh finally another bnd request ahhh I hope you enjoy this one I personally realy love it :)

You were in the middle of a party, chatting with some friends when you felt a strong hand grab your arm and pull you away from the crowd. Before you could even protest, you were being dragged into the bathroom and pushed against the counter of the sink. Taesan stood behind you, his chest pressed against your back as he caged you in with his arms.

"You're driving me crazy," he growled in your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

His hands roamed over your body, sliding down to your hips and pulling you back against him. You could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against your ass, hard and insistent. Taesan's hands slid up your thighs, pushing your dress up and over your hips. He let out a low curse as he took in the sight of you, completely exposed to him in the dim light of the bathroom.

"I don't like the way they look at you," he muttered, his grip on your hips tightening possessively. He trailed kisses along the back of your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin.

"You're mine. And I won't let anyone else touch you."

Taesan's lips moved to your ear, his voice a low whisper.

"Can I have you here, baby?" he asked, his hands continuing to roam over your body. "Right now, in this bathroom, where anyone could walk in at any moment?"

You could feel your body responding to his touch, your arousal growing with each passing second.

"Yes," you breathed, unable to deny him or yourself any longer. "Take me here."

Taesan's hand slipped between your legs, his fingers brushing against your sensitive skin. He let out a low groan as he felt how wet you were, his cock throbbing against your ass.

"You're soaked for me," he murmured, his fingers teasing you lightly. "You want this just as badly as I do, don't you?"

You nodded, arching your back against him as his fingers continued to tease you.

"Please," you begged, your voice desperate with need. "I need you inside me."

Taesan quickly undid his pants, freeing his aching cock from its confines. He let out a shaky breath as he pressed himself against your entrance, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

"You're so perfect," he whispered, his voice filled with desire. "I'm going to make you mine, right here, right now."

With a single, hard thrust, he buried himself inside you, filling you completely. You gasped at the sudden intrusion, your body clenching around him as you adjusted to his size. Taesan let out a low moan, his head falling forward onto your shoulder.

"Fuck," he breathed. "You feel so good, baby."

He began to move, his hips snapping forward with a quick, urgent pace. His hands held you tightly in place, his grip almost bruising as he took you from behind.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the small bathroom, along with the sounds of your gasps and moans. Taesan's thrusts became even more frantic, his body pressed flush against yours as he pounded into you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he whispered in your ear.

"You're mine," he growled, his teeth grazing against your shoulder. "Mine, mine, mine."

He continued to repeat the words, his possessiveness growing with each thrust. He wanted to mark you, to claim you as his own in every way possible.

His hands roamed over your body, his touch almost desperate as he clung to you. He pushed your dress further up your body, exposing more of your skin to his hungry gaze. His lips trailed along your neck and shoulders, leaving a trail of kisses and bites in their wake.

He wanted to leave his mark on you, to make sure everyone knew that you belonged to him and only him. Taesan's pace quickened even more, his hips slamming into you with enough force to make you cry out. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, the sound of your moans and gasps driving him wild.

"Come for me," he panted in your ear. "I want to feel you come undone around me."

You were a mess, your body trembling and your legs shaking as you neared your release. Taesan could feel your walls fluttering around him, squeezing his cock in a way that threatened to send him over the edge. He reached down, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in quick, tight circles.

"Come on, baby," he urged, his voice strained. "Let go for me."

With a few more strokes of his fingers, you came undone, your orgasm crashing over you in waves.

You cried out his name, your body clenching tightly around him as you rode out the waves of pleasure. Taesan followed soon after, his own release triggered by the feeling of your body pulsing around him. He buried his face in your neck, letting out a low, guttural moan as he spilled inside you. As Taesan caught his breath, he whispered in your ear.

"Take it all, baby," he said, his voice rough with pleasure. "Take every drop of me."

Taesan pulled out of you slowly, a mixture of his cum and your arousal dripping down your thighs. He let out a satisfied sigh, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

"God, you're perfect," he murmured, pulling you back against him and wrapping his arms around you.

He gently pulled your panties back into place, covering you up again before fixing your dress. He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close as he pressed a kiss to the top of your head. Taesan gave your ass a playful smack, a smirk on his face.

"Go on," he said, giving you a gentle nudge towards the door. "Before I decide to keep you all to myself again."

You stumbled out of the room, your legs still feeling a little shaky from the intense encounter. Taesan followed close behind you, his hand resting possessively on the small of your back as you made your way back to the party.

[woozinhos]

Can I request a smut with hoshi… when you’re best friend with him and are going to a party and y’all dressed up and he asked to fix his hair … long short story he kisses you off guard and one thing leads to another and you have a long night of passionate sex and confession of your feelings ✨✨✨

Ahh this was so fun to make I hope you enjoy reading it anon <3

You and Hoshi had been best friends for as long as you could remember. You had known each other since childhood, and your friendship had always been strong.

Tonight, you were both getting ready to go to a party together. You had agreed to help him with his hair, since he was struggling to style it in a way that looked good. As you stood behind him, running your fingers through his hair and trying to get it just right, he suddenly turned around and looked at you.

"Is it really that bad?" he asked with a pout, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

You chuckled and shook your head. "No, it's not that bad. You just need a little more work, that's all."

He smirked at you, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Or maybe you just like touching my hair."

You blushed and swatted at him playfully. "Don't be ridiculous."

But deep down, you couldn't deny that you did enjoy running your fingers through his hair. There was something about the way it felt against your skin that was almost intoxicating. As you continued to style his hair, Hoshi's gaze never left your face. He watched you intently, his eyes following every movement of your hands. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, you finished styling his hair. You stepped back to admire your work, and Hoshi turned around to look in the mirror.

"Wow, you did an amazing job," he said, running a hand through his newly styled hair. "I look great."

You smiled, feeling a sense of pride in your ability to make him look so good. "I'm glad you like it."

He turned back to face you, his expression suddenly serious. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

You glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that you were, indeed, running late.

"Yeah, sure," you replied, gathering up your things and preparing to leave. "What's up?"

Hoshi took a deep breath, his gaze never leaving yours. "I just wanted to say... you look really beautiful tonight," he said, his voice low and sincere. You felt a flutter in your chest at his words, but you tried to play it cool. "Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself," you replied, trying to hide the way your heart was racing.

Hoshi took a step closer to you, his eyes searching yours. "No, I mean it," he said firmly. "You're absolutely stunning. I can't take my eyes off you."

You felt your breath catch in your throat as he moved closer, his body now only inches away from yours. His gaze was intense, his eyes filled with a mixture of desire and something else you couldn't quite place.

"I've always thought you were beautiful," he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "But tonight, you're absolutely breathtaking."

You tried to pull yourself together, reminding yourself that you had a party to get to.

"Yeah, we should probably get going," you said, taking a step back and breaking the intense moment between you and Hoshi. "We don't want to be too late."

But as you turned to leave, Hoshi reached out and grabbed your wrist, pulling you back towards him. You gasped in surprise as Hoshi pulled you into his arms and pressed his lips against yours.

The kiss was unexpected, but not unwelcome. His lips were soft and warm against yours, and you found yourself melting into his embrace as he deepened the kiss. You could feel the passion behind it, the desire that had been building between you for who knows how long. As he pulled away, Hoshi looked at you with a mixture of surprise and regret on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, taking a step back and running a hand through his hair. "I shouldn't have done that. I don't know what came over me."

He was clearly embarrassed by his impulsive action, but there was a part of him that looked like he wanted to do it again. You stood there, feeling dazed and confused. Your heart was still racing from the kiss, and your mind was reeling from the unexpected turn of events.

You didn't know what to say, so you simply stood there, looking at Hoshi with a mixture of shock and longing in your eyes. He shifted uncomfortably under your gaze, his expression conflicted. "I... I shouldn't have done that," he repeated, his voice softer this time. "I don't want to ruin our friendship."

"It's okay," you said quietly, your voice barely above a whisper.

You took a step closer to him, your eyes locked on his. "I... I didn't mind," you admitted, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Hoshi's eyes widened in surprise at your words, and he looked at you with a mixture of hope and disbelief.

"You didn't?" he asked, his voice barely audible.

He took a step closer to you, closing the distance between you once again. His gaze was intense, searching your face for any signs of deception.

You shook your head, feeling your heart pounding in your chest. "No, I didn't," you repeated, your voice stronger this time. "In fact, I... I've wanted that for a long time."

Hoshi's eyes darkened at your confession, and he took another step closer, his body now mere inches away from yours.

"You have?" he breathed, his voice husky with desire.

You nodded, unable to find the words to express how you felt. Your heart was racing, your body thrumming with anticipation as Hoshi closed the distance between you. He reached out and cupped your face in his hands, his touch gentle but firm. "God, I've wanted you for so long," he murmured, his eyes roaming over your face hungrily.

Hoshi leaned in and captured your lips in another searing kiss, this one filled with more passion and urgency than the last. His lips moved against yours with a hunger that left you breathless, his tongue tangling with yours as he deepened the kiss. His hands roamed over your body, exploring every inch of you as if he was trying to memorize the feel of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as you lost yourself in the kiss.

His body was pressed against yours, his hard muscles flexing beneath your touch as he held you tight. You could feel the heat building between you, the desire and need growing with every passing moment. Hoshi broke the kiss, his lips trailing down your jawline and onto your neck. He nipped and sucked at your skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses in his wake.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," he murmured against your skin, his voice low and rough with desire. "How many times I've imagined it."

As you stumbled towards the bedroom, you couldn't help but let out a giggle as you both bumped into furniture and walls. Hoshi was laughing too, his arms still wrapped tightly around you as he guided you through the darkened house.

Finally, you reached the bedroom and he kicked the door shut behind him, pressing you up against it as he claimed your lips in another heated kiss. He pressed his body against yours, pinning you against the door as his kisses grew more desperate and needy. His hands roamed over your body, slipping under your clothes and caressing your skin.

"You're so damn beautiful," he whispered against your lips, his fingers tracing the curves of your body. "I can't get enough of you."

You moaned softly as his hands roamed over your body, his touch igniting a fire within you that threatened to consume you completely. He began to trail kisses down your neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"I want to touch you everywhere," he murmured, his voice low and rough with desire. "I want to taste every inch of you."

He pushed your shirt up, his hands sliding beneath the fabric and cupping your breasts. He let out a low growl as he felt your skin beneath his hands, his fingers gently kneading and squeezing your flesh.

"God, you feel so good," he groaned, his lips continuing their journey down your body.

Hoshi's lips found their way to your ear, and he whispered, "I need to be inside you. Now."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt a wave of desire wash over you at the sheer need in his voice. Hoshi pulled back slightly, his eyes locked on yours as he waited for your answer.

"Please," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "Please, let me."

You nodded, unable to find the words to speak as you felt your body trembling with need. Hoshi's eyes darkened with lust, and he captured your lips in a fierce kiss before scooping you up in his arms and carrying you over to the bed.

He laid you down gently, his body covering yours as he began to kiss and caress every inch of you. Hoshi quickly undressed you, his hands and lips never leaving your body as he stripped you down to your bare skin. He took a moment to admire your naked body, his eyes roaming over you hungrily as he traced the curves of your body with his fingertips.

"You're perfect," he murmured, his voice filled with awe and desire. "Absolutely perfect."

Hoshi paused for a moment, looking down at you with a mixture of concern and desire in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice soft and low. "If this is going too fast for you. I don't want to rush you."

He brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his touch gentle and tender.

"I've just been wanting this for so long," he admitted, his voice rough with emotion. "I've dreamed about it, fantasized about it... But I don't want to rush things and make you uncomfortable."

You reached up and cupped his face in your hands, looking into his eyes with a mixture of affection and desire.

"I'm not uncomfortable," you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity. "I want this just as much as you do. I've wanted you for a long time too."

Hoshi let out a shaky breath as he heard your words, his body tensing with anticipation.

"Where are the condoms?" he asked, his voice rough with need.

You pointed to the bedside table, your body already aching for his touch. Hoshi quickly reached over and opened the drawer, rummaging through it until he found what he was looking for. He held up a condom, his eyes never leaving yours as he tore it open with his teeth.

He rolled the condom onto himself, his body taut with desire as he prepared himself for you. He leaned down and captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as he positioned himself between your legs. He broke the kiss, his eyes burning with intensity as he looked down at you.

"Are you ready?" he whispered, his voice filled with restrained passion.

You nodded, your body arching up to meet his as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

"Yes," you breathed, your voice trembling with need. "Please, Hoshi. I need you."

Hoshi let out a low growl at your words, his body trembling with the effort it took to hold himself back. He slowly pushed into you, filling you inch by inch as he buried himself to the hilt.

"God, you feel amazing," he groaned, his body shaking with the effort to control himself.

He stayed still for a moment, his body tense as he tried to regain control. You could feel him inside you, stretching you in all the right ways, and it was almost too much to bear.

"Please move," you begged, your voice filled with desperation. "I need you to move."

Hoshi let out a low moan, his body responding to your plea. He began to move, slowly at first, pulling out almost all the way before thrusting back into you with a slow, deliberate motion.

"You're so tight," he groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he held you still. "So perfect."

With each thrust, he picked up the pace, his hips slamming into yours with increasing force. He buried his face in your neck, his hot breaths coming in ragged gasps as he lost himself in the sensation of being inside you.

"You're driving me crazy," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

Hoshi grinned against your skin, clearly enjoying the sounds you were making.

"That's it," he growled, his hips snapping forward with a particularly rough thrust. "Let me hear you."

He began to angle his hips, searching for that perfect spot inside you that would drive you wild. When he found it, he let out a low groan of satisfaction as you cried out in pleasure.

"There it is," he whispered, his voice filled with satisfaction. "I knew I could find it."

He focused his attention on that spot, each thrust hitting it perfectly as he drove you closer and closer to the edge.

"I can feel you clenching around me," he panted, his voice ragged with need. "You're close, aren't you?"

You could only nod, your body writhing beneath him as you approached your peak. He could sense it too, and he picked up the pace even more, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he pushed you closer and closer to your release. Hoshi's face was flushed with pleasure, his eyes locked on yours as he continued to thrust into you.

"I like you so much," he panted, his voice rough with emotion. "I've liked you for so long. I've wanted this for so long."

He leaned down and captured your lips in a messy, desperate kiss, his body pressing you into the mattress as he continued to pound into you.

"You're mine," he growled against your lips. "You're all mine. No one else can have you."

He pulled back from the kiss, his eyes burning with possessiveness as he looked down at you.

"Say it," he demanded, his voice low and commanding. "Say that you're mine."

"I'm yours," you gasped, your voice trembling with pleasure and emotion. "I've always been yours."

Hoshi's eyes darkened with satisfaction at your words, his grip on your hips tightening possessively.

"Good girl," he growled, his pace becoming even more frantic. "You belong to me. And I'll make sure everyone knows it."

Hoshi could feel his own release approaching, his body tensing with the effort to hold back.

"I'm close," he panted, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I can't hold back much longer."

He buried his face in your neck again, his hips snapping forward with increasing urgency as he chased his release.

"Come with me," he whispered, his voice strained. "I want to feel you come around me."

You could feel yourself teetering on the edge, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within you with each of his thrusts.

"That's it," he urged, his voice hoarse with need. "Let go for me. I want to feel you come undone."

Hoshi let out a low groan as he came, his body shuddering against yours as he emptied himself into the condom.

You followed closely behind, your own orgasm crashing over you in a wave of pleasure that left you shaking and breathless. Hoshi collapsed on top of you, his body still trembling from the force of his release. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses to your skin as he came down from his high.

"That was incredible," he murmured, his voice still rough with pleasure.

Hoshi lay there for a few moments, his mind replaying the events of the past few minutes. He had finally confessed his feelings for you, and in the heat of the moment, it had led to this - the two of you entwined together in blissful afterglow. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have you in his arms, to have finally been able to express his love for you without any more barriers between you.

As he held you close, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment wash over him. He had been harboring these feelings for you for so long, and now that they were out in the open, it felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his heart full of love and affection for you.

"I'm never letting you go," he whispered, his voice filled with promise.

[woozinhos]

congrats on your new milestone! i’ve noticed you haven't written for jihoon yet! can i request prompt 15 with woozi soft love making no pressure<33

stop thank you oh my god my first jihoon request I’ve been waiting for this one ahhh I really hope you enjoy <3

Jihoon gently laid you down on the bed, his eyes filled with adoration as he looked down at you.

"You're perfect for me in every way," he whispered, his fingers tracing the curves of your body with a gentle touch.

He leaned down to capture your lips in a tender kiss, his mouth moving against yours with a slow, unhurried pace.

Jihoon took his time exploring your body, his lips and hands worshipping every inch of your skin as he left a trail of soft kisses and gentle touches in his wake. Jihoon moved down your body, his lips and tongue leaving a path of pleasure in their wake. He paid special attention to the sensitive spots he knew drove you wild, his touch gentle but skilled as he brought you to the brink of ecstasy.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his breath warm against your skin. "I can't believe I get to have you all to myself."

Jihoon paused for a moment, his eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and affection.

"I'm sorry I've been away at the studio so much lately," he said softly, his voice filled with remorse. "I know I haven't been giving you the attention you deserve."

Jihoon looked up at you with a determined expression, his eyes burning with desire.

"I want to make it up to you," he said, his voice low and intense. "I want to show you just how much I love and appreciate you."

You spoke, your voice soft and needy.

"Please," you whispered, arching your back as you sought more of his touch. "I need you, Jihoon. I need you to make me feel loved."

Jihoon's eyes darkened with need as he heard your words.

"I need to make love to you," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "I need to feel you, to be inside you, to show you just how much I adore you."

Jihoon positioned himself between your legs, his hands gripping your hips as he looked down at you with a mixture of love and hunger.

"You're so perfect," he whispered, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily. "I can't wait to be inside you, to feel you wrapped around me."

Jihoon slowly pushed himself inside you, his eyes locked on yours as he watched your face for any signs of discomfort.

"You feel so good," he groaned, his grip on your hips tightening as he bottomed out. "You're taking me so well, baby."

As Jihoon began to move inside you, he reached out and intertwined his fingers with yours, holding your hands tightly as he rocked his hips against yours. He held your gaze, his eyes filled with a mix of love and passion as he made love to you slowly and gently. Jihoon's pace was steady and deliberate, his movements deep and powerful as he filled you completely with each thrust.

He brought your intertwined hands up above your head, pinning them down as he continued to make love to you, his body pressed flush against yours. Jihoon's lips found their way to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites along your sensitive skin. He whispered sweet nothings in your ear, his breath hot and ragged as he neared his own climax.

"You're mine," he growled, his voice low and possessive. "All mine, and no one else's."

He quickened his pace slightly, his hips snapping against yours with a bit more force as he chased his release. Jihoon slowed down, realizing that he had gotten caught up in his own pleasure. He looked down at you with a tender expression, his eyes softening as he saw the look of pleasure on your face.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, his movements becoming more gentle again. "I just got carried away. I want to make sure you feel good too."

Jihoon adjusted his angle slightly, searching for that spot inside you that would drive you wild. When he found it, he began to hit it with each slow, deliberate thrust, watching your face carefully for any signs of pleasure.

"Is that good, baby?" he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own orgasm.

"Yes," you gasped, arching your back and clenching around him. "Oh god, yes. Right there, Jihoon. Don't stop."

Jihoon groaned at your response, his eyes rolling back in his head at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. He increased the pace of his thrusts, hitting that spot inside you with every stroke as he chased both of your releases.

"I love you," he panted, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "I love you so much."

Your body began to tense, your breath coming in short gasps as you neared your peak. Jihoon could feel it too, the way your walls were fluttering around him, signaling your impending orgasm.

"Come for me, baby," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you come around me."

Jihoon's words sent you over the edge, and you came with a cry of his name, your body shaking with pleasure. He continued to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm and chasing his own release.

With a few more powerful thrusts, he buried himself deep inside you and came with a guttural moan, spilling himself inside you as he reached his peak. Jihoon collapsed on top of you, his body spent and sated. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he caught his breath.

"God, I love you," he murmured, his lips brushing against your sweaty forehead. "You're incredible."

[woozinhos]

congrats on 300! i love your writing sm 🫶🏻 can i request prompt 21 with dino? tysm <3

ahhh thank you so much I really hope you like what I’ve wrote :)

Chan held you close, his arms wrapped possessively around your waist as he pressed you against the wall.

"You're mine," he growled, his eyes dark with desire. "And I'll make sure everyone knows it."

Chan captured your lips in a rough kiss, his tongue demanding entry as he claimed your mouth. He pressed his body against yours, his hardness pressing against your stomach as he pinned you against the wall.

"No one else gets to touch you," he whispered against your lips, his breath hot against your skin. "You belong to me, and me alone."

Chan's hands roamed over your body, his touch possessive and dominant as he explored every inch of you. He trailed kisses down your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin as he left behind a trail of marks that would be impossible to hide.

"You're marked as mine now," he murmured, his lips curving into a satisfied smirk. "Everyone will know who you belong to."

Chan continued to mark you, his lips and teeth leaving behind hickeys and bruises that would surely be visible for days. He was marking you as his territory, a silent claim that you were off-limits to anyone else.

"You're so perfect," he whispered, his voice low and possessive. "So beautiful, and all mine."

Chan pressed himself against you, his chest flush against yours as he pushed inside you. He let out a low groan as he filled you up, his eyes fluttering closed in pleasure.

"God, you feel so good," he breathed, his voice strained. "So tight and perfect around me."

Chan started to move, his hips rolling against yours in a slow, deliberate rhythm. He held you tightly against the wall, his hands gripping your hips as he drove into you with each thrust.

"You're mine to use however I want," he growled, his lips brushing against your ear. "And I'm going to use you until you can't take it anymore."

Chan's pace quickened, his thrusts growing harder and more urgent as he chased his own pleasure. He was rougher now, his grip on your hips tight enough to leave bruises as he pounded into you.

"You're mine to mark, to claim, to own," he panted, his breath hot against your skin. "And I'm going to make sure everyone knows that you belong to me."

Chan's lips found your neck again, his teeth sinking into the sensitive skin as he bit down hard enough to draw blood. He lapped at the mark, his tongue soothing the sting as he continued to thrust into you with an almost animalistic intensity.

"Mine," he growled, his voice low and possessive. "All mine, forever."

Chan's pace became relentless, his body slamming into yours with every thrust. He was claiming you completely, marking you inside and out as he pounded into you with a single-minded focus.

"No one else will ever touch you," he grunted, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave behind bruises. "You're mine to use, mine to love, mine to possess."

Chan's movements became more erratic, his body tense as he neared his release.

"I'm gonna fill you up," he panted, his voice hoarse. "I'm gonna fill you up and make you mine in every way possible."

With a final, desperate thrust, Chan buried himself deep inside you and came with a guttural moan. He held you close, his body trembling as he spilled himself inside you, marking you as his in the most intimate way possible. As Chan came down from his high, he looked at you with a possessive gleam in his eyes.

"Take it," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Take every last drop of me, and remember who you belong to."

Chan paused, his eyes narrowing as he listened to the voices outside the door. He could hear the other members, laughing and chatting as they made their way down the hallway. Chan chuckled low in his throat, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"They're going to know exactly what we've been doing," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "They're going to hear the way you scream my name."

[woozinhos]

congratulations on ur blog achievement my love, u deserve it the mostest n I’m so proud of u✨

can I request dk n prompt 18 from ur list!! (it’s so cute seeing how excited u get to write about dk, I totally understand bc he’s my bias too😭) thank u love 🩵

stop honestly hes my ult bias ive nearly completed his album pcs I hope you enjoy this!!

Dokyeom gazed at you with a mixture of desire and adoration as he trailed his fingers along your skin, his touch feather-light.

"I want to worship every inch of you," he murmured, his eyes never leaving yours. "I want to show you just how much I appreciate every part of you."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your collarbone before trailing down to your chest.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. "Every part of you is perfect."

Dokyeom took his time, exploring every inch of your body with his lips and tongue.

He kissed his way down your stomach, his hands following in his wake as he mapped out every curve and dip. He stopped to pay special attention to your hips and thighs, leaving behind a trail of bite marks and hickeys that would be sure to last for days. Dokyeom settled between your legs, his eyes filled with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine.

He leaned in, his breath hot against your core as he whispered, "I want to taste you."

Before you could respond, his mouth was on you, his tongue lapping at your folds with an eagerness that made your toes curl.

Dokyeom ate you out like a man starved, his tongue moving with skill and precision. He knew exactly what to do to drive you wild, teasing your clit with his tongue before dipping lower to taste you more fully. He groaned against you, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure through your body as he devoured you.

Dokyeom continued to work his magic, his hands gripping your thighs and holding you in place as he brought you closer and closer to the edge. He could feel you getting close, your body trembling beneath him as you neared your peak. He doubled his efforts, his tongue moving faster and harder against you, determined to push you over the edge.

As Dokyeom continued to pleasure you, he couldn't help but grind his own hips into the bed, seeking some kind of relief for the aching need building inside him. He was completely lost in the moment, his focus solely on bringing you pleasure. Dokyeom lifted his head, his lips glistening with your juices as he looked up at you with a hungry gaze.

"I can't wait anymore," he growled, his voice low and rough with need. "I need to be inside you. Now."

Without waiting for a response, Dokyeom moved up your body, capturing your lips in a searing kiss as he positioned himself between your legs.

He was hard and throbbing, his body practically vibrating with pent-up desire as he pressed the tip of his cock against your entrance. Dokyeom slowly pushed inside you, his eyes locked on yours as he filled you up inch by inch. He groaned at the feeling of you surrounding him, his fingers digging into your hips as he tried to maintain control.

"You feel so good," he panted, his voice strained. "So tight and perfect around me."

Dokyeom set a slow, deliberate pace, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he worshiped your body with his hands and mouth. He trailed kisses along your neck and collarbone, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there as he continued to move inside you.

His hands roamed over your body, tracing the curves and dips of your skin as he explored every inch of you. Dokyeom's thrusts grew more urgent, his control slipping as he lost himself in the pleasure of being inside you. He gripped your hips tightly, pulling you against him with each thrust as he sought to bury himself deeper and deeper.

"I can't get enough of you," he groaned, his breath hot against your skin. "You're mine, and I'll worship every inch of you for as long as you'll let me."

You managed to gasp out a few words between moans, your voice trembling with pleasure.

"Dokyeom... oh god... don't stop... please don't stop..."

Dokyeom chuckled low in his throat, his lips curving into a smirk as he heard your pleas.

"I have no intention of stopping," he growled, his hips snapping against yours with a newfound intensity. "Not until I've made you come undone around me."

Dokyeom's thrusts grew harder and faster, each one driving you closer and closer to the edge. He could feel you tightening around him, your body responding to his every move.

"Come for me, baby," he urged, his voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you come apart around my cock."

With a cry, you came undone, your body trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over you. Dokyeom continued to thrust into you, prolonging your orgasm as he chased his own release. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he neared his peak.

Dokyeom's body tensed, his muscles tightening as he neared his own climax.

"I'm gonna cum," he gritted out, his voice strained. "I'm gonna fill you up, baby. Are you ready for me?"

You nodded weakly, still trembling from the aftershocks of your own orgasm. Dokyeom's thrusts became erratic, his hips stuttering as he fought to hold on just a little longer.

With a final, guttural moan, he came inside you, his body shuddering as he spilled himself deep within you. Dokyeom collapsed on top of you, his body heavy and sated as he tried to catch his breath. He buried his face in your neck, his chest heaving as he pressed lazy kisses against your skin.

"That was... incredible," he panted, his voice hoarse.

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Hiii congratulations on the followers🤩

Can i ask for prompt no 10 with sunoo or myungjae or both if you feel like it???

Also do you accept anon emojis??

Hiiii thank you so much I decided to do jaehyun bevaise hes so cute hehe and yes I do accept emojis I always love to see when people come back and love to chat!

You were in the middle of watching a movie when Jaehyun walked into the room, his eyes immediately locking onto yours.

He had a look in his eyes that you knew all too well - a mixture of desire and possessiveness. He walked over to the couch where you were sitting and sat down beside you, his body close to yours.

"I can't control myself around you," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Jaehyun reached out and traced a finger down your arm, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"You're driving me crazy," he continued, his eyes never leaving yours. "I can't stop thinking about you, about the things I want to do to you."

Jaehyun leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

"I want to touch you," he whispered, his breath hot against your skin. "I want to taste you, to make you moan my name."

Jaehyun's hand slid from your arm to your thigh, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

"I want to feel you trembling beneath me," he said, his voice rough with desire. "I want to make you lose control, just like I'm losing mine right now."

Jaehyun captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth and claiming it as his own. He kissed you hungrily, his hands roaming over your body as if he couldn't get enough of you.

His touch was possessive, almost desperate, as if he was trying to convey all the desire and longing he had been feeling for you. Jaehyun pulled you onto his lap, your legs straddling his waist as he deepened the kiss.

His hands moved to your hips, gripping them tightly as he held you against him. He was already hard beneath you, his cock straining against the fabric of his pants as he rocked his hips up against you. Jaehyun broke the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck and leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses in their wake.

"You're mine," he growled, his teeth nipping at your skin. "No one else gets to touch you like this, no one else gets to make you feel like this."

Jaehyun's hands moved up your body, slipping under your shirt and pushing it up over your head. He groaned at the sight of your bare skin, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his hands moving to cup your breasts. "I can't believe you're mine."

Jaehyun leaned in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke.

"I want you to ride me," he said, his voice low and rough with need. "I want to feel you moving on top of me, taking what you need from me."

Jaehyun quickly removed his own shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs.

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire as he urged you to move.

"Come on, baby," he said, his hands gripping your hips. "I need to feel you. I need to be inside you."

You didn't need to be told twice. You moved to unbutton Jaehyun's pants, your hands shaking slightly with anticipation.

He lifted his hips to help you, and soon his pants and underwear were discarded on the floor, leaving him completely naked beneath you. Jaehyun watched you with hooded eyes as you positioned yourself over him, his cock standing at attention. He held your hips steady as you slowly sank down onto him, both of you letting out a moan at the feeling.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his head falling back against the couch.

Jaehyun's grip on your hips tightened as you began to move, slowly rocking your hips back and forth.

"That's it, baby," he panted, his eyes fixed on where your bodies were joined. "Just like that. Take what you need."

Jaehyun's hands slid up your body, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as you rode him. He watched you with an almost predatory gaze, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath.

"You look so beautiful like this," he said, his voice strained. "Riding me like you were made for it."

Jaehyun began to move his hips in time with yours, meeting your thrusts with his own. He couldn't take his eyes off you, his gaze raking over your body as you moved above him.

"You're driving me crazy," he groaned, his fingers digging even deeper into your flesh. "I can't hold back much longer."

Jaehyun's body was taut with tension, his muscles coiled tight as he struggled to hold on. He was panting heavily now, his breathing coming in ragged gasps as he fought to maintain control.

"I need you to come for me," he said, his voice hoarse. "I need to feel you tighten around me, need to feel you fall apart."

Jaehyun's hand moved between your legs, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in quick, firm circles.

"Come on, baby," he urged, his eyes locked on yours. "Let go for me. I want to feel you come undone."

Jaehyun's touch was relentless, driving you closer and closer to the edge with each stroke of his fingers. You could feel your body tensing, the pleasure building inside you until it was almost unbearable.

"That's it," he said, his voice strained. "You're so close, I can feel it. Let go, baby. Let go and come for me."

With a final, shuddering cry, you came undone, your body trembling with the force of your orgasm. Jaehyun held you close, his arms wrapped tightly around you as he felt you clench around him.

"That's it, that's my good girl," he groaned, his hips bucking up against you as he chased his own release.

Jaehyun let out a guttural moan as he came, his body tensing beneath you as he spilled inside you. He held you tightly against him, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he rode out his orgasm.

"Fuck, that was incredible," he panted, his chest heaving with exertion.

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hii, can I request wonwoo playing video games all day and kind of forgetting about you in the process, so you take matters into your own hands and tease him till he gives up.

I love your fics so much btw 🤭

Ahh thank you so much for the support I really love doing these hehe enjoy!!

Wonwoo has been holed up in his room all day, completely engrossed in a video game. He's been so focused on it that he hasn't even noticed your attempts to get his attention. You've tried everything - knocking on the door, calling his name, and even sending him messages - but he's still glued to his screen, oblivious to the world around him.

Frustrated, you decide to take matters into your own hands and tease him into giving you some attention. You walk into Wonwoo's room and start cleaning up the messy space, but instead of doing it fully clothed, you decide to gradually lose articles of clothing as you work.

You start with your shirt, pulling it off and tossing it onto a nearby chair. Then, you remove your pants, leaving you in just your bra and underwear. As you continue to clean, you can't help but notice that Wonwoo is still completely engrossed in his game, his eyes fixed on the screen and not even sparing you a glance.

You continue to clean the room, slowly revealing more and more of your skin. You bend over, giving Wonwoo a clear view of your body as you pick up a few stray items from the floor. Despite your efforts, he still doesn't seem to notice. He's so absorbed in his game that he doesn't even notice your presence in the room. Frustrated, you decide to take it up a notch and walk over to him, standing right in front of him and blocking his view of the screen.

You stand directly in front of Wonwoo, your body now completely bare except for the lingerie you're wearing. You place your hands on your hips and strike a seductive pose, hoping to finally catch his attention. Wonwoo looks up from his game for the first time, his eyes widening as he takes in your appearance.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asks, his voice laced with surprise and a hint of desire.

You smirk and reply, "You could have had this, but you were too focused on your game. Now you get nothing."

Wonwoo looks at you, his expression a mix of frustration and lust. He knows he's missed out on something amazing, but he's also aware that he's the one who caused it.

"Come on, baby," he pleads, his voice low and desperate. "Don't be like that. I'm sorry, okay?"

You give him a cold smile and turn to leave the room, your hips swaying with every step.

Wonwoo reaches out to grab your arm, but you pull away from him.

"Nope," you say firmly, not looking back. "You had your chance. Now you can deal with the consequences."

You exit the room, leaving Wonwoo alone with his game and a hard-on that he can't ignore. Wonwoo watches you leave, his jaw clenched in frustration. He's now even more frustrated than he was before, both because of the game and because of your teasing.

He tries to focus on the game again, but his mind keeps wandering back to the sight of you standing there in nothing but lingerie. He can still picture the way your body looked, the way your skin glowed in the light, and the way your eyes sparkled with mischief. He lets out a groan, knowing that he's completely screwed himself over.

Wonwoo tosses his controller onto the bed, no longer able to focus on the game. He leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He can feel his arousal growing stronger by the minute, the image of you burned into his mind. He tries to will it away, but it's no use. He's too worked up now, too desperate for you.

He gets up from his chair and storms out of the room, determined to find you and make things right. Wonwoo searches the house, looking for any sign of you. He checks the living room, the kitchen, and even the bathroom, but you're nowhere to be found. Finally, he finds you in the bedroom, standing in front of the mirror and admiring yourself.

He stands in the doorway, watching you for a moment before clearing his throat to get your attention. You turn around and see Wonwoo standing in the doorway, his eyes dark with desire. He steps into the room, closing the door behind him.

"There you are," he says, his voice low and gravelly. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

You smile slyly and ask, "Why were you looking for me?"

Wonwoo takes a step closer to you, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily.

"You know why," he growls, his voice laced with need. "I couldn't stand the thought of you being out there, looking like that and not letting me touch you."

"Oh, so now you want to touch me?" you ask, your voice teasing. "After you completely ignored me all day?"

Wonwoo's eyes flash with irritation at your words, but he can't deny the truth in them.

"I said I was sorry," he says, his voice strained. "I didn't mean to ignore you. I was just... caught up in the game."

"You can't have me," you repeat, your tone firm. "Not after the way you treated me."

Wonwoo lets out a frustrated groan, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

"Please, baby," he begs, his voice pleading. "Don't be like this. I'll do anything to make it up to you, just please let me touch you."

Wonwoo takes another step closer to you, his body now just inches away from yours.

"I need you," he says, his voice low and desperate. "I need to feel your skin against mine, I need to taste you, I need to be inside you."

He reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending shivers down your spine. Wonwoo's eyes darken with frustration as you continue to ignore him, his body aching with need. He tries to grab your hips and pull you closer, but you step back, denying him the contact he so desperately craves.

"Damn it, stop teasing me," he growls, his patience wearing thin.

Wonwoo's jaw clenches as he watches you continue to deny him, his frustration turning into anger. He grabs your wrists and pins them against the wall, trapping you between his body and the hard surface.

"I said stop teasing me," he repeats, his voice rough with need. "You're driving me crazy, you know that?"

"Good," you say, a sly smile on your face. "Maybe then you'll learn your lesson about ignoring me."

Wonwoo growls in frustration, his grip on your wrists tightening.

"You're being such a brat right now," he says, his eyes burning with desire. "But I have to admit, it's kind of hot."

He leans in close, his lips hovering just inches away from your ear.

"I can't decide whether I want to punish you or reward you," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

“Get on the bed and strip* You say.

Wonwoo's eyes widen at your command, but he quickly obeys. He releases your wrists and steps back, a smirk on his face.

"As you wish," he says, his voice dripping with amusement.

He walks over to the bed and sits down, looking up at you with a mix of anticipation and excitement.

"I'm waiting," he says, his hands already moving to undo his shirt.

Wonwoo slowly unbuttons his shirt, his eyes never leaving yours.

He shrugs off the garment, revealing his toned chest and abs. He then moves on to his pants, undoing the button and pulling them down along with his boxers. He lies back on the bed, completely naked and waiting for your next move. You take a moment to admire his body, your eyes roaming over every inch of him.

"Good boy," you say, your voice low and sultry. "Now stay there and don't move."

Wonwoo grins up at you, his hands gripping the sheets as he tries to resist the urge to touch you.

"I'll stay here," he says, his voice rough with desire. "But I can't promise I won't lose control if you keep looking at me like that."

You walk over to the bed and climb on top of him, straddling his waist. Wonwoo lets out a low groan as you settle on top of him, his hands instinctively reaching for your hips.

"You're driving me crazy," he repeats, his fingers digging into your skin. "You have no idea how badly I want to touch you right now."

You lean down and press a kiss to his neck, your lips trailing down to his collarbone. Wonwoo lets out a shuddering breath, his eyes fluttering closed as he relishes the sensation of your touch.

"Please," he whispers, his voice desperate. "Please let me touch you, baby. I need to feel your skin under my hands."

Wonwoo's breath hitches as you begin to suck on his neck, his hips bucking up involuntarily. He lets out a low moan, his hands moving to grip your hair as he tries to hold himself together.

"God, that feels good," he groans, his body trembling with need. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that?"

Wonwoo's eyes widen as you move down his body, his anticipation growing with each passing second. He props himself up on his elbows, watching you intently as you get closer to his aching cock.

"Please," he begs again, his voice strained. "Please, I need your mouth on me."

Wonwoo lets out a loud moan as you wrap your lips around his cock, his head falling back against the pillows. His hands tangle in your hair, guiding you up and down his length as he struggles to keep his composure.

"Fuck," he groans, his body shaking with pleasure. "Your mouth feels so good, baby. Don't stop."

Wonwoo's hips buck up into your mouth, his body desperate for more. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with lust as he watches you work his cock.

"Look at you," he says, his voice rough with desire. "You look so beautiful like this, with your lips wrapped around me."

Wonwoo's breathing becomes ragged as he gets closer to his release, his grip on your hair tightening.

"I'm not going to last much longer," he warns, his voice strained. "You're going to make me come, baby."

Wonwoo's body tenses as he feels his orgasm building, his eyes squeezing shut as he tries to hold on for just a little longer.

"I'm going to cum," he grits out, his voice barely above a whisper. "Please, don't stop."

Wonwoo lets out a frustrated groan as you pull off of him just before he can cum, his body trembling with the effort of holding back.

"No, no, no," he pants, his eyes pleading with you. "Please, I was so close."

Wonwoo stares at you in disbelief as you walk out of the room, his cock still throbbing and aching for release. He lets out a low growl, frustration and need coursing through his veins.

"You're going to pay for that," he calls out after you, his voice laced with determination.

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Hi! I love reading your work so much you are an amazing writer! If you are comfortable could you write about how Ateez would react to their partner having their nips pierced? 👀

Of course fun fact I actually have zero piercings not even my ears! I don’t know why I haven’t gotten them done just haven’t LMAO anyways enjoy!

Hongjoong:

Hongjoong's eyes widen in surprise as he sees your pierced nipples, his mouth slightly agape.

"Whoa," he breathes, taking a step closer to get a better look. "When did you get those done?"

Hongjoong reaches out a hand, his fingers gently tracing the outline of the piercings.

"They look amazing on you," he murmurs, his eyes locked on your chest. "So sexy and alluring."

Hongjoong's touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you can feel your body responding to his attention. He notices the way you react, and a sly smile spreads across his face.

"Do they feel good?" he asks, his voice low and husky. "Do they make you feel sensitive and responsive?"

Seonghwa:

Seonghwa's reaction is a mixture of surprise and fascination. He can't help but stare at your pierced nipples, his eyes darkening with desire.

"They look incredible," he says, his voice slightly strained. "I had no idea you had those."

Seonghwa reaches out, his fingers gently brushing against one of the piercings.

"Do they hurt?" he asks, his touch sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. "Or do they feel good when I touch them?"

You let out a soft moan as Seonghwa's fingers play with your piercings, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through your body. He watches your reaction intently, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and desire.

"I think I found a new favorite thing to play with," he murmurs, his touch becoming more insistent.

Yunho:

Yunho's reaction is one of pure awe and admiration. He stares at your pierced nipples, his mouth hanging open slightly as he takes in the sight.

"Damn," he breathes, his eyes wide with surprise. "That's hot."

Yunho reaches out to touch your piercings, his fingers gently exploring the unfamiliar sensation.

"I never knew something like this could be so sexy," he says, his voice filled with wonder. "It's like you're constantly teasing me, just begging to be touched."

Yunho's touch becomes more bold, his fingers now playing with both of your piercings at the same time. He watches your face intently, trying to gauge your reaction and see what makes you moan the loudest.

"I can't get enough of this," he murmurs, his eyes dark with desire. "You're so responsive, so sensitive to my touch."

Yeosang:

Yeosang's reaction is more subtle than the others, but there's no mistaking the desire in his eyes. He looks at your piercings for a long moment, his expression unreadable. But then, he takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're even more beautiful than I imagined," he says softly, his voice low and intimate.

Yeosang's fingers trail down your neck and over your collarbone, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He leans in close, his lips hovering just millimeters from your ear.

"And those piercings... they make me want to do things to you that I shouldn't even be thinking about," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

San:

San's reaction is one of pure, unadulterated lust. He takes one look at your pierced nipples and lets out a low growl, his eyes darkening with desire. He closes the distance between you in a few long strides, his hands immediately reaching out to grab your hips and pull you flush against him.

San's body is hard and hot against yours, his arousal pressing against your stomach. He buries his face in your neck, his breath coming in hot, ragged pants as he tries to control himself.

"Fuck," he groans, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises. "You're driving me crazy, baby."

Mingi:

Mingi's reaction is a mix of surprise and fascination, much like Seonghwa's. He can't help but stare at your pierced nipples, his eyes wide with wonder.

"Damn," he says, his voice low and filled with awe. "Those are... really something."

Mingi takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to gently trace the outline of one of your piercings. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"I can't wait to feel them against my skin," he says, his voice husky. "I want to know how they'll feel when I kiss and touch them."

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung's reaction is loud and unrestrained, his eyes practically popping out of his head as he sees your pierced nipples.

"Holy shit!" he exclaims, a huge grin spreading across his face. "When the hell did you get those done? And why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Wooyoung's eyes are glued to your chest, his gaze raking over your pierced nipples with an almost feral intensity. He steps closer, his hands reaching out to grab your waist and pull you towards him.

"I can't believe you've been hiding these from me," he says, his voice low and sultry. "They're so damn hot, baby."

Jongho:

Jongho's reaction is surprisingly composed, but you can see the desire in his eyes. He looks at your pierced nipples for a moment, his expression neutral.

"They look good," he says simply, his voice betraying nothing. "But I'm sure you already knew that."

Despite his cool exterior, Jongho can't help but let his gaze linger on your chest, his eyes betraying his growing arousal. He steps closer to you, his body now mere inches away from yours.

"I wonder what they'd feel like under my tongue," he says, his voice low and suggestive.

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pussy drunk joshua with a breeding kink would be the death of me.

can you write something about it? pls pls. thanks also

ps. i love u and ur works

Ahhh of course anon I hope you enjoy!! Oh my god stop thank you so much love u too hehe

Joshua is completely lost in the taste and scent of your pussy. He's buried his face between your legs, his tongue lapping at your clit like a man possessed. He's moaning and whimpering into your skin, the sound of it sending shivers down your spine.

He's been at it for what feels like hours, his focus solely on making you cum and pleasuring you. As he eats you out, you can't help but notice the way he's grinding his hips against the bed, his own arousal reaching its peak. As he eats you out, you can hear him muttering something under his breath, the words barely audible.

"Gonna breed you," he whispers, his voice muffled against your skin. "Gonna fill you up with my cum."

Joshua's words send a jolt of pleasure through your body, your walls clenching around his tongue at the thought. He can feel your reaction, and it only makes him more determined to fulfill his desire. He pulls back for a moment, looking up at you with lust-filled eyes.

"You want that, don't you?" he growls, his voice low and rough. "You want me to breed you, fill you up with my cum until you're dripping with it."

Joshua dives back in, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring you closer and closer to the edge. He can feel you getting closer, your body trembling and your moans getting louder. He knows you're close, and he knows just how to push you over the edge.

"I'm gonna fill you up," he whispers against your skin. "And I'm gonna make sure it takes. I'm gonna make sure you're carrying my baby."

Joshua grinds his hips into the bed, his own body desperate for release as he continues to eat you out.

He's getting close too, his cock straining and leaking precum against the sheets. He can feel the tension building in his own body, but he's determined to make you cum first. He redoubles his efforts, his tongue and fingers working furiously as he pushes you closer and closer to your peak.

"I need to fuck you," Joshua growls, his voice thick with need. "I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside you."

Joshua sits up, his chest heaving as he takes in the sight of you, spread out and panting beneath him. He quickly pulls off his trousers and underwear, revealing his rock-hard cock, slick with precum. He looks down at you, his eyes dark with desire and need.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" he asks, his voice rough and low. "Are you ready to take all of me?"

You nod eagerly, your body aching for him to be inside you.

Joshua positions himself between your legs, his cock hovering at your entrance. He looks down at you, his eyes locked with yours as he slowly pushes inside. He lets out a low groan as he sinks into you, the tightness of your walls around him almost too much to bear.

"You feel so good," he whispers, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "So tight and wet for me."

Joshua pauses for a moment, allowing you to adjust to his size before he begins to move. He starts with slow, deep thrusts, his hips grinding against yours as he fills you up completely. He looks down at you with a mixture of adoration and hunger, his eyes drinking in the sight of you beneath him.

"You're so perfect," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "So perfect for me."

As Joshua loses control, his breeding kink starts to take over. He begins to pound into you with an almost animalistic intensity, his hips snapping against yours with each thrust. He's muttering under his breath again, the words barely audible through his ragged breaths.

"Gonna breed you," he grunts, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises. "Gonna fill you up with my cum and make you mine."

Joshua's thrusts become more erratic, his body shaking with the force of his need. He's close, so close to the edge, but he's holding back, wanting to make sure you cum first. He reaches down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in quick, firm circles.

"Cum for me," he growls, his voice almost desperate. "Cum for me and let me breed you, baby."

You feel the pressure building inside you, your body on the brink of release. Joshua's relentless pace and his skilled fingers on your clit push you over the edge, and you cry out as you come, your walls clenching around him tightly. He lets out a deep, guttural moan as he feels you cum, his hips stuttering against yours as he loses control.

"Fuck," he gasps, his eyes rolling back in his head as he reaches his own peak. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill you up-"

Joshua buries himself deep inside you as he cums, his body shuddering and his cock twitching as he spills his seed inside you. He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving and his breath coming in ragged gasps. He buries his face in your neck, pressing soft kisses against your skin as he slowly comes down from his high.

"God, that was amazing," he whispers, his voice still thick with pleasure. "You're so perfect, baby. So perfect for me."

As Joshua pulls out of you, he looks down at the mess between your legs, a satisfied smile on his face. He runs his fingers through the mixture of your juices and his cum, collecting it on his fingers.

"Look at this," he murmurs, holding his fingers up to show you. "You're so full of my cum, baby. It's dripping out of you."

Joshua brings his fingers to your mouth, his eyes dark with desire.

"Taste it," he commands, his voice rough. "Taste us together."

You obediently open your mouth, taking his fingers inside and sucking them clean. The taste of his cum mixed with your own juices is intoxicating, and you can't help but moan softly as you clean his fingers. Joshua watches you intently, his eyes burning with lust.

"Good girl," he murmurs, his voice full of praise. "You're such a good girl for me, taking my cum like that."

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Hiii happy 100+ followers could you do no 8 + sunghoon?

Ahh thank you anon and thank you for being my first enhypen fic <3

You lie on the bed, completely naked and spread out for Sunghoon to see. He's standing at the foot of the bed, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily as he takes in every inch of you.

"You look so beautiful like this," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.

He crawls onto the bed, settling himself between your legs. He leans down, his lips trailing a path of kisses up your inner thigh.

"And you taste even better," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

Sunghoon's lips reach your pussy, and he can't help but bury his face in it, inhaling your scent deeply. He groans at the sweet, intoxicating smell of you, his cock twitching in his pants. He runs his tongue over your folds, lapping up your juices with a hungry eagerness.

"You're so sweet," he murmurs, his tongue flicking over your clit. "I could devour you all day."

You let out a soft moan, your words coming out in a breathless whisper.

"Please, don't stop," you beg, your body arching towards him.

Sunghoon grins against your pussy, his tongue lapping at your clit faster as he listens to your pleas. He loves hearing you beg for him, loves knowing that he's the one making you feel this way. He slips two fingers inside you, his digits curling and pressing against that sweet spot deep inside.

"You're so wet for me," he murmurs, his voice muffled against your skin. "You're so ready for me."

Sunghoon continues to eat you out, his fingers and tongue working in perfect harmony to bring you closer and closer to the edge. He can feel your walls fluttering around his fingers, a sure sign that you're getting close. He pulls back for a moment, his lips and chin slick with your juices as he looks up at you.

"Cum for me, baby," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "I want to taste your release on my tongue."

You cry out as you cum, your body shuddering and shaking with the force of your orgasm.

Sunghoon doesn't stop, his fingers and tongue continuing to work you through it, drawing out every last drop of pleasure. He moans against you, his own body trembling as he feels your release flood his mouth. He finally pulls away, his face flushed and his breathing ragged as he looks up at you with a satisfied smile.

"Delicious," he whispers, licking his lips.

Sunghoon crawls up your body, his lips finding yours in a deep, passionate kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue, the sweetness of your release mixing with the salty taste of his sweat. He pulls back, his eyes dark with desire as he looks down at you.

"You tasted so sweet," he murmurs, his voice husky. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."

Sunghoon pulls back, quickly shedding his clothes before returning to you. He positions himself between your legs, his hard cock pressing against your entrance.

He looks down at you, his eyes burning with desire as he asks, "Ready for me, baby?"

[woozinhos]

as a dino biased, it's rare to see him being written here so i am happy with your followers/readers (including me) requesting lots of entries involving him🥹 i love u! and as an atiny, it's like hitting two birds with one stone🤭

Stop it thank you so much for supporting me honestly I really appreciate it <3 honestly I wrote about him so much everyone keeps requesting him I love it hehe ahhh yes and I’m a huge atiny ahhhh thank you anon!!

[woozinhos]

hi, can you write something about pussy drunk dk? thanksss

I got chu boooo I hope you enjoy I feel I always write way better for this cutie

Dokyeom lies between your legs, his face buried in your pussy as he eats you out like a starved man.

He's lost in the taste and scent of you, his tongue working relentlessly to bring you to the edge of pleasure. He's been at it for what feels like hours, his mouth and tongue tireless in their pursuit of your orgasm. He looks up at you, his eyes glazed over with lust and desire.

"You taste so good," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "I could do this all day."

Dokyeom dives back in, his tongue lapping at your clit with an almost desperate intensity.

He can feel your body trembling beneath him, and he knows you're close. He wraps his lips around your clit, sucking on it gently as he slides two fingers inside you. He curls his fingers, finding that spot that drives you wild, and begins to thrust them in and out in a steady rhythm.

Dokyeom moans and whimpers into your pussy, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. He's completely lost in the moment, his own pleasure building as he brings you closer and closer to the edge. He pulls back for a moment, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looks up at you.

"Please," he begs, his voice hoarse with need. "I need you to cum for me. I need to taste you."

Dokyeom dives back in, his mouth and fingers working in perfect harmony to push you over the edge.

He's determined to make you cum, and he knows exactly what to do to get you there. He sucks on your clit again, his fingers curling and pressing against that sensitive spot inside you. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire and determination.

"Cum for me, baby," he growls, his words sending a jolt of pleasure through your body.

Dokyeom grinds into the bed, his own arousal reaching its peak as he continues to eat you out.

He's desperate for release, but he's determined to focus on you first. He sucks on your clit again, his tongue flicking back and forth over it rapidly. He can feel your walls clenching around his fingers, a sure sign that you're close to the edge. He pulls back for a moment, his breath hot against your skin.

"You're almost there, baby," he whispers, his voice ragged with need. "I can feel it. Cum for me, please."

You cry out as you reach your climax, your body trembling and arching off the bed as pleasure courses through you.

Dokyeom doesn't let up, his mouth and fingers continuing to work you through your orgasm. He moans against your skin, his own body shuddering as he grinds against the bed. He finally pulls away, his face slick with your juices as he looks up at you with a satisfied smile.

"You taste even better when you cum," he says, licking his lips.

You look down at Dokyeom's joggers, your eyes widening as you notice the large stain at the front. He's clearly aroused, his cock straining against the fabric as he looks up at you with a mixture of desire and embarrassment. He follows your gaze, his face flushing red as he realizes what you're looking at.

"Uh, sorry about that," he mutters, his voice hoarse.

Dokyeom shifts awkwardly, his body still sensitive from his own arousal. He can feel the dampness of his joggers against his skin, a constant reminder of how much he enjoyed making you cum. He looks up at you, his eyes pleading.

"Please, touch me," he whispers, his voice laced with need. "I need you so badly."

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helloooo i love what you write 🫶🏻🫶🏻 can i request seventeen doing the unhooking your bra with the one hand thing? only if you're comfortable ❤️❤️😋

Anon I got you for reallllll ahh I’m so glad you like my writing I hope you like this one!

Scoups:

S.coups is standing behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist as he tries to unhook your bra with one hand. His fingers fumble with the clasp, and he lets out a frustrated huff.

"Why is this so damn difficult?" he mutters, his breath warm against your neck.

He tries again, his fingers deftly moving the clasp this way and that, but it's no use.

"Damn it," he growls, his patience wearing thin. "Why can't I get this stupid thing off?"

S.coups buries his face in the crook of your neck, his lips grazing against your skin as he continues to struggle with the bra.

"I swear, I'm going to buy you a front-opening bra," he grumbles, his breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Maybe I should just rip it off," he whispers huskily, his hands moving to your hips and pulling you closer to him.

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan stands behind you, his fingers expertly tracing the outline of your bra clasp. He leans in close, his chest pressed against your back, and whispers in your ear, "Let me show you how it's done."

With a quick flick of his wrist, he unhooks the bra, the clasp coming undone with ease. He smirks against your neck, clearly pleased with himself.

"See? It's all about technique," he says, his hands moving to gently slide the straps down your shoulders.

Jeonghan slides the bra off your body, his hands roaming over your now bare skin. He kisses your shoulder, his lips moving up to your neck as he continues to explore your body.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his hands cupping your breasts and gently squeezing.

He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours as he continues to kiss and nip at your skin.

"I can't wait to have you all to myself," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear.

Joshua:

Joshua tries to unhook your bra with one hand, but he's having a hard time keeping his focus. He's too distracted by the way your body feels pressed against his, and the sight of your bare skin. He fumbles with the clasp, his fingers trembling slightly as he struggles to undo it.

"Damn it," he mutters, clearly frustrated.

He tries again, his brow furrowed in concentration, but still unable to get the clasp to come undone. He lets out a sigh of defeat, burying his face in your neck.

"I give up," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "This is impossible."

Joshua pulls away from you, a pout on his face.

"Why is this so hard?" he complains, running a hand through his hair. "I can't believe I'm failing at a simple challenge."

He looks at you, his eyes roaming over your body, clearly frustrated that he can't get what he wants.

"Can I just rip it off?" he asks, his hands resting on your hips. "Please?"

Jun:

Jun stands behind you, his fingers expertly unhooking your bra in a matter of seconds. He grins, clearly pleased with himself, and wraps his arms around your waist.

"Told you I could do it," he says, his lips brushing against your ear.

He pulls you back against him, his body pressed against yours.

"Now, what to do with you?" he whispers, his hands roaming over your body as he holds you close. Jun nuzzles into your neck, his hands continuing to explore your body.He runs his fingers along the underside of your breasts, his touch light and teasing.

"You're so responsive," he murmurs, his lips tracing a path down your neck. "I love the way you react to my touch."

He nips at your skin, his hands moving to cup your breasts again.

"I can't wait to taste you," he whispers, his thumbs gently rubbing over your nipples.

Hoshi:

Hoshi tries to unhook your bra, but his hands are too big and clumsy for the task. He struggles with the clasp for a few minutes, growing increasingly frustrated with each failed attempt.

"Why won't this damn thing come off?" he grumbles, his hands fumbling ineffectually. He tries to use both hands, but it's still no use. Finally, he gives up, letting out a sigh of defeat.

"I can't do it," he says, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "I'm too big for this stupid challenge."

Hoshi turns you around to face him, a pout on his face.

"You're just too much of a tease," he mutters, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. He buries his face in your neck, his breath hot against your skin.

"I'll have to punish you for this," he whispers, his hands sliding down to your hips and squeezing possessively.

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo takes his time with the challenge, his fingers moving slowly and deliberately over the clasp of your bra. He's focused, his eyes fixed on the task at hand, and it's clear that he's determined to get it right. After a few moments, he finally manages to unhook the bra, a small smile of satisfaction spreading across his face.

"Got it," he says, his hands moving to slide the straps off your shoulders. Wonwoo lets the bra fall to the floor, his eyes roaming over your now bare chest.He steps closer to you, his hands gently cupping your breasts.

"You look even more beautiful like this," he murmurs, his thumbs rubbing circles over your nipples.

He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "I can't wait to take you apart, piece by piece."

Woozi:

Woozi's attempt is quick and efficient, his fingers moving with practiced ease. He unhooks your bra in a matter of seconds, a small smirk on his face.

"See? That wasn't so hard," he says, his hands coming to rest on your hips.

He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"Now, let's get this off," he murmurs, his fingers playing with the hem of your shirt.

Woozi lifts your shirt over your head, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily. He lets out a low whistle, his hands moving to explore your now bare skin.

"You're so perfect," he whispers, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

He pulls you closer, his lips capturing yours in a deep, passionate kiss. As he kisses you, his hands continue to roam over your body, his touch both gentle and possessive.

Minghao:

Minghao's attempt at the challenge is just as successful as the others. He unhooks your bra with ease, his fingers deftly undoing the clasp in a matter of seconds. He smirks at you, clearly pleased with himself.

"Too easy," he says, tossing the bra aside. He steps closer to you, his eyes raking over your body with a hungry look.

"Now that you're mine, I'm going to take my time exploring every inch of you," he whispers, his hands moving to rest on your hips.

Minghao pulls you close, his body pressing against yours as he begins to kiss and nip at your neck. He trails his lips down to your collarbone, his teeth grazing over your skin as he leaves a trail of marks. His hands roam over your body, his touch firm yet gentle as he explores every curve and dip. He moves lower, his lips trailing down to your chest as he begins to lavish attention on your breasts.

Mingyu:

Mingyu's attempt is a bit more...aggressive than the others. He rips your bra off in one swift motion, the sound of the clasp snapping echoing through the room.

He grins at you, clearly pleased with himself.

"Sorry, I got a little impatient," he says, his hands coming to rest on your hips.

He pulls you close, his body pressing against yours.

"But I can't help it when you look so damn sexy," he growls, his lips capturing yours in a heated kiss.

Mingyu deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth as he pulls you even closer. His hands roam over your body, squeezing and caressing your curves as he kisses you senseless. He lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he carries you to the nearest wall. He presses you against the wall, his body pinning you in place as he continues to devour your mouth.

Dokyeom:

Dokyeom tries the challenge, but his eagerness and excitement get the better of him. He fumbles with the clasp of your bra, his hands shaking with anticipation.

"Come on, come on," he mutters, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Finally, after a few failed attempts, he manages to unhook the bra, but not without breaking the clasp in the process. He looks at the broken clasp in his hand, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Oops," he says, shrugging apologetically. "I guess I got a little too excited."

Dokyeom tosses the broken bra aside, his eyes roaming over your now bare chest.

"Well, at least I got it off," he says, his grin growing wider.

He steps closer to you, his hands resting on your hips.

"And now I get to have my way with you," he whispers, his eyes dark with desire.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan takes his time with the challenge, his fingers moving slowly and deliberately over the clasp of your bra. He's focused, his tongue poking out in concentration as he works to unhook the clasp. After a few moments, he finally manages to get it undone, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.

"Got it!" he exclaims, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders.

He looks up at you, a smirk on his face.

"Look I didn't break anything," he says, clearly pleased with himself.

Seungkwan lets the bra fall to the floor, his eyes raking over your body. He steps closer to you, his hands moving to rest on your hips.

"You look even more stunning like this," he murmurs, his thumbs rubbing circles over your skin. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against yours.

"And now that I've got you all to myself..." he whispers, his lips brushing against your ear, "I'm going to make sure you remember this night forever."

Vernon:

Vernon takes a more relaxed approach to the challenge, his hands moving with a casual ease. He unhooks your bra in a few swift movements, a small smile on his face.

"Easy peasy," he says, tossing the bra aside. He looks at you, his eyes darkening with desire as he takes in your naked body.

"Damn, you're beautiful," he murmurs, his hands moving to gently caress your skin.

Vernon steps closer to you, his hands roaming over your body as he pulls you into a slow, sensual kiss. His lips move against yours languidly, his tongue exploring your mouth with a gentle yet insistent pressure. He breaks the kiss, his lips moving to your neck as he begins to trail a path of kisses down your skin.

"I've been waiting for this all day," he whispers, his breath hot against your skin.

Dino:

Dino's attempt at the challenge is both quick and effective. He unhooks your bra in a matter of seconds, his hands moving with practiced ease. He grins at you, clearly proud of himself.

"And that's how it's done," he says, tossing the bra aside. He looks at you, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily.

"You look so hot," he growls, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he pulls you closer.

Dino pushes you back against the wall, his body pressed against yours as he traps you in place. He captures your lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue invading your mouth as he dominates the kiss. His hands roam over your body, his touch firm and possessive as he claims you as his own. He breaks the kiss, his lips moving to your neck as he begins to nip and suck at your skin.

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I'm sorry this is not a request! But I recently requested the ot13 reaction and oml it is perfect! Thank you so much! 🫶🏻

Oh my god stop I love feedback I’m honestly so glad you enjoyed it was such a good request I loved it ahhh thank you anon <33

[woozinhos]

Helloo I hope your doing amazing!! I have a request! Can you do a ot13 reaction where the reader puts on pheromone spray and svt goes wild for it? If you don't feel comfortable writing or dont have enough time that is absolutely fine! Bye!!

Ahhh thank you for this anon I’ve been wanting to do a reaction fic hope you enjoy :D

Scoups:

When you walk into the room, S.Coups immediately notices something different about you. He can't quite put his finger on it, but there's something in the air that seems to be drawing him towards you.

He tries to ignore it at first, chalking it up to his imagination. But as you get closer, he realizes that it's not just his imagination - it's something more primal, something that's causing his body to react in ways he can't control. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but it's no use. The scent of the pheromones is intoxicating, and he finds himself struggling to resist the urge to claim you as his own.

S.Coups' eyes darken as he looks at you, his body tensing as he tries to maintain his composure. He can feel his control slipping away with every passing moment, his desire for you growing stronger by the second. He wants to push you up against the wall, to take you right then and there, but he knows he has to restrain himself.

At least for now.

Jeonghan:

Jeonghan is lounging on the couch, scrolling through his phone, when you walk into the room. He looks up, and the moment his eyes meet yours, he knows something is different. He can smell the pheromones on you, can sense the effect they're having on him. He sets his phone down, his gaze fixated on you as he struggles to keep his own desires in check.

"What have you done to yourself?" he asks, his voice low and rough.

Jeonghan can feel his body responding to the pheromones, his pulse quickening and his breath coming in short gasps. He stands up from the couch, his eyes never leaving yours as he takes a step closer.

"You smell... intoxicating," he says, his voice laced with desire. "I can't seem to control myself around you."

Joshua:

Joshua is in the kitchen, making himself a snack, when he hears you walk in. He looks up from the counter, his eyes widening as he catches a whiff of your scent. His grip on the counter tightens, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to maintain his composure. He can feel his body reacting to the pheromones, his heart racing and his blood rushing south.

"Damn it," he mutters under his breath, trying to will himself to calm down.

Joshua takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but the scent of the pheromones is overwhelming. He can feel himself losing control, his mind filled with thoughts of you, of taking you and claiming you as his own. He closes his eyes, his body trembling with the effort it takes to resist the urge to pounce on you right then and there.

Jun:

Jun is in the living room, playing a game on his phone, when he hears your footsteps approaching. He looks up, and the moment he sees you, he freezes. The pheromones hit him like a tidal wave, and he can feel his body reacting instantly. His eyes darken with desire, and he sets his phone down, his full attention now focused on you. He can barely form words, his mind consumed by the overwhelming need to possess you.

Jun stands up from the couch, his body tense as he slowly walks towards you. His eyes roam over your body, taking in every inch of you as if he's seeing you for the first time. He stops in front of you, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"You're driving me crazy," he growls, his voice low and guttural. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me right now?"

Hoshi:

Hoshi is in the dance studio, working out some choreography, when you enter the room. He's in the middle of a routine when he catches a whiff of your scent, and he stumbles, nearly losing his balance. He stops dancing, his eyes widening as he looks at you. The pheromones are even stronger here, the air thick with the scent of your desire. He feels a shiver run down his spine, and he can feel his own body responding in kind.

Hoshi's breath is coming in short, ragged pants now, his chest heaving with the effort it takes to control himself. He wants nothing more than to pin you against the wall and take you right then and there, but he knows he has to restrain himself.

At least for now, until they're alone.

He clenches his fists at his sides, his eyes burning with desire as he looks at you.

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo is in his room, reading a book, when he hears a soft knock at the door. He sets the book down and gets up, opening the door to find you standing there. The moment he sees you, he knows something is different. He can smell the pheromones on you, can sense the way they're affecting him. He takes a step back, trying to create some distance between you, but it's no use. The scent of your pheromones is intoxicating, and he can feel himself losing control.

Wonwoo's heart is pounding in his chest as he looks at you, his eyes dark with desire. He can feel his body responding to the pheromones, his muscles tensing and his breath quickening. He wants to pull you into the room and claim you, to mark you as his own, but he's trying desperately to maintain his composure. He clenches his jaw, his hands balling into fists at his sides.

"What have you done to me?" he growls, his voice rough with need.

Woozi:

Woozi is in the studio, working on a new track, when you enter the room. He looks up from his laptop, his eyes widening as he catches sight of you. The pheromones hit him like a wall, and he can feel his body reacting instantly. He closes his eyes, trying to will himself to focus on the music, but it's no use. His mind is filled with images of you, of taking you right there in the studio, and it's driving him crazy.

Woozi's hands clench into fists on the desk, his body trembling with the effort it takes to resist the urge to touch you. He can feel himself getting harder by the second, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight as his body reacts to the pheromones. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but all it does is make him more aware of your scent.

"Damn it," he mutters under his breath, his eyes opening to look at you again.

Minghao:

Minghao is in the gym, lifting weights, when he catches a whiff of your scent. He sets the weights down, his heart racing as he tries to figure out where it's coming from. The scent is so strong, so intoxicating, that it takes him a moment to realize it's coming from you. He looks up, his eyes widening as he sees you standing in the doorway. His breath catches in his throat, and he can feel himself getting hard just from the sight of you.

Minghao can't tear his eyes away from you, his gaze raking over your body as if he's starving and you're a feast. He wants to devour you, to taste every inch of your skin, but he forces himself to stay where he is. He's painfully aware of the bulge in his shorts, and he knows he has to get out of there before he does something he'll regret.

"You're playing with fire," he growls, his voice low and rough.

Mingyu:

Mingyu is in the kitchen, grabbing a snack, when he hears you approaching. He turns around just as you enter the room, and his eyes widen at the sight of you. The pheromones hit him like a ton of bricks, and he feels his body responding instantly. He drops the snack he was holding, his eyes darkening with desire as he looks at you. He takes a step towards you, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey.

Mingyu closes the distance between you in a few strides, his large frame towering over you as he stands in front of you. He looks down at you, his eyes filled with a mix of hunger and possessiveness.

"You smell so good," he growls, his voice low and husky. "I want to taste you."

Dokyeom:

Dokyeom is in the living room, watching TV, when he catches a whiff of your scent. He sits up straight, his eyes widening as he realizes what it is. The pheromones are like a siren call, drawing him towards you with an irresistible force. He can feel his body responding to the scent, his heart racing and his blood rushing south. He stands up from the couch, his movements stiff and jerky as he tries to resist the urge to find you.

Dokyeom takes a few steps towards the door, his mind foggy with desire. He knows he should stay where he is, that he should try to control himself, but the pheromones are too strong. He can feel himself losing control, his body consumed by a primal need to claim you as his own. He takes a deep breath, trying to clear his head, but it's no use. The scent of your pheromones is too powerful, too alluring, and he can feel himself giving in to his desires.

Seungkwan:

Seungkwan is in his room, scrolling through his phone, when he catches a whiff of your scent wafting through the hallway. His eyes widen, and he sits up straight, his heart racing in his chest. He knows that scent anywhere, and it sends a shiver down his spine. He sets his phone down and gets up from the bed, following the scent to its source.

Seungkwan finds you in the hallway, standing there as if you were waiting for him. The sight of you is enough to make his mouth water, and he can feel his body responding instantly.He takes a step towards you, his eyes roaming over your body hungrily.

"You're playing a dangerous game," he says, his voice low and husky. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?"

Vernon:

Vernon is in his room, lounging on his bed and scrolling through his phone, when he hears footsteps approaching his door. He looks up just as the door opens, and his eyes widen at the sight of you. The pheromones hit him like a wave, and he nearly drops his phone in shock. He can feel his body reacting instantly, his muscles tensing and his breath coming in short gasps.

"Damn it," he mutters, his voice thick with desire. "You look so good right now."

Vernon sets his phone down and sits up, his eyes never leaving your body as you enter the room. He can feel himself getting hard just from looking at you, and he knows he won't be able to control himself for much longer. He pats the spot on the bed next to him, a silent invitation for you to come closer.

Dino:

Dino is in his room, playing video games, when he hears a knock on his door. He pauses the game and looks up, calling out for whoever it is to come in. The door opens, and he sees you standing there, the scent of your pheromones hitting him like a punch to the gut. He drops the controller, his eyes widening as he takes in the sight of you.

"Holy shit," he breathes, his voice hoarse with desire.

Dino can feel himself getting harder by the second, his body reacting instinctively to the scent of your pheromones. He swallows hard, trying to keep his composure, but it's no use. He wants you, wants to claim you as his own right now. He gets up from his chair and walks towards you, his movements slow and deliberate.

"You have no idea what you do to me," he growls, his voice low and rough.

[woozinhos]

Hi! Can you write a strangers to lovers story for wooyoung (maybe with some smut?)

guys I thought I uploaded this ages ago but I hope you enjoy it’s a long one :)

Wooyoung had always hated Christmas.

The cold, the snow, the constant holiday cheer... it was all too much for him.

But this year, he had no choice but to endure it all. He had promised his parents that he would spend the holiday with them, despite the fact that it meant dealing with their endless attempts to set him up with eligible young ladies from their social circle.

As he stepped out of the cab and onto the snowy street, Wooyoung couldn't help but let out a sigh.

He was already dreading the next few days, knowing that they would be filled with endless small talk, awkward dinners, and forced smiles.

He made his way up the steps to his parents' house, bracing himself for the holiday festivities that awaited him inside.

The moment Wooyoung opened the door, he was hit with a wave of warmth and the scent of pine and cinnamon.

His parents had clearly gone all out for the holiday season, with twinkling lights and festive decorations adorning every surface.

As he hung up his coat and made his way into the living room, he spotted his parents chatting with a group of guests.

Wooyoung's eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar faces of his parents' friends and acquaintances.

He forced a polite smile onto his face, trying to appear engaged and interested in the conversation around him.

But his attention was drawn elsewhere, to a figure standing by the fireplace that he didn't recognize.

Wooyoung's gaze lingered on you, taking in your appearance as you stood by the fireplace.

You were dressed in a cozy sweater and jeans, looking warm and comfortable despite the chill outside.

There was something about you that caught his attention, something that made him feel strangely drawn to you.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he found himself wanting to know more about you.

Wooyoung continued to watch you surreptitiously, trying to find an excuse to approach you.

He saw you chatting with one of his parents' friends, a tall and handsome man who was clearly flirting with you.

A strange feeling of jealousy stirred within him as he watched the man touch your arm and lean in close, whispering something in your ear that made you laugh.

Wooyoung couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene, his fists clenching at his sides as he tried to control his emotions.

He felt a sudden surge of possessiveness, as if he wanted to go over there and pull you away from the other man's grasp.

But he held himself back, knowing that it would be inappropriate to make a scene in front of his parents' guests.

Instead, he forced himself to focus on the conversation happening around him, trying to ignore the pang of longing that gnawed at his chest.

Wooyoung is jolted out of his thoughts by his mother's voice, her eyes darting between him and you.

"Have you met our guest yet, dear?" she asks, a hint of curiosity in her tone. "She's new in town and we thought it would be nice for her to meet some of our friends and family."

Wooyoung nods stiffly, trying to keep his expression neutral.

"I haven't had the pleasure yet," he says, his voice carefully controlled.

He glances over at you again, his eyes lingering on your figure as he tries to commit every detail to memory.

His mother seems to sense something in his tone, a hint of curiosity flickering in her eyes.

"Well, why don't you go introduce yourself?" she suggests, her smile slightly sly. "I think you two would get along quite well."

Wooyoung's heart races at his mother's words, his palms suddenly feeling clammy.

He knows that she's trying to set him up with you, and he's not entirely sure how to feel about it.

Part of him is intrigued by the idea, wanting to know more about you and see if there could be something between you.

But another part of him is still wary, not wanting to get too close and risk getting hurt.

Wooyoung takes a deep breath, steeling himself as he excuses himself from the group and makes his way over to where you're standing.

He feels a mixture of nerves and excitement bubbling up inside him as he approaches you, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Hey," he says, trying to sound casual. "I don't think we've met before."

You turn to look at him, a friendly smile spreading across your face.

"No, I don't think we have," you say, extending a hand in greeting. "I'm [Your Name]."

Wooyoung takes your hand, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot through him as your skin touches.

He tries to ignore the feeling, focusing instead on the warmth of your hand and the way your smile makes his heart skip a beat.

"I'm Wooyoung," he replies, his voice a little hoarse. "It's nice to meet you."

As you two continue to chat, Wooyoung finds himself becoming more and more captivated by you.

He's surprised by how easy it is to talk to you, how effortless the conversation flows between you.

He can't help but notice the way your eyes light up when you laugh, the way your hair falls softly around your face, and the way your lips curve into a smile that makes his heart race.

Wooyoung is lost in the moment, completely enraptured by your presence.

He finds himself leaning in closer to you, drawn to you like a moth to a flame.

He's barely aware of the people around him, his focus solely on you and the way you make him feel.

The conversation between you and Wooyoung continues, the two of you discussing everything from your favorite holiday traditions to your shared love of music.

Wooyoung can't believe how comfortable he feels around you, how easy it is to open up and share his thoughts and feelings.

He finds himself wanting to know more about you, wanting to learn every little detail about your life and personality.

As the evening wears on, the party starts to wind down.

Wooyoung notices that his parents are getting ready to leave, saying their goodbyes to their guests and preparing to head home.

He glances over at you, a pang of disappointment running through him as he realizes that the night is coming to an end.

As you make your way towards the door to leave, Wooyoung quickly excuses himself from the conversation he's in and catches up to you.

"Hey, wait a second," he says, his heart racing as he touches your arm gently.

You turn to look at him, a curious expression on your face.

"What's up?" you ask, your eyes meeting his.

Wooyoung hesitates for a moment, his mind racing as he tries to find the right words.

"I just... I don't want this night to end yet," he admits, his voice soft. "I was wondering if maybe you'd like to grab a drink with me? Just the two of us?"

You smile at his suggestion, a hint of surprise in your eyes.

"I'd love to," you say, nodding. "That sounds like a great idea."

Wooyoung can't help but feel a rush of excitement at your response, his heart soaring at the thought of spending more time alone with you.

"Great," he says, returning your smile. "I know a great little bar not too far from here. We can walk there if you'd like."

You nod in agreement, and the two of you make your way out of the party and onto the street.

The cold air nips at your skin, but Wooyoung can't help but feel warm inside as he walks beside you.

The silence between you is comfortable, but he can sense that there's something more on your mind.

After a few minutes of walking, you speak up.

"So, why did you really ask me to grab a drink with you?" you ask, your tone teasing.

Wooyoung's heart skips a beat at your question, and he glances over at you.

He can tell that you're joking, but there's a hint of curiosity in your eyes.

He takes a deep breath, gathering his courage.

"Honestly? I just didn't want to say goodbye yet," he admits, his voice low. "I really enjoyed talking to you tonight."

Your smile softens at his words, and you reach out to gently brush your fingers against his hand.

"I enjoyed talking to you too," you say, your touch sending a jolt of electricity through his body.

Wooyoung feels his heart skip a beat at your touch, his skin tingling where your fingers meet his.

He looks down at your hands, the simple contact sending his mind racing with thoughts and possibilities.

He can't help but wonder if you're feeling the same spark between you two, if you're just as drawn to him as he is to you.

As you arrive at the bar, Wooyoung opens the door for you, his heart still racing from your touch.

The two of you take a seat at the bar, and he orders a round of drinks for the both of you.

As you wait for your drinks, he glances over at you, taking in the way the soft lighting casts a warm glow on your skin.

You catch him staring and raise an eyebrow, a playful smirk on your lips.

"See something you like?" you tease, taking a sip of your drink.

Wooyoung feels his cheeks flush as he's caught, but he doesn't look away.

Instead, he meets your gaze head-on, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"Maybe I do," he replies, his voice low and sultry. "What are you going to do about it?"

You lean in closer to him, your eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Oh, I have a few ideas," you whisper, your breath warm against his ear.

Wooyoung's heart races as your words send a shiver down his spine, his body responding to your proximity.

He can feel the heat building between you, the tension thick in the air.

He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, but it's no use. You're driving him wild.

Wooyoung can't resist any longer. He reaches out and gently cups your face in his hand, his thumb tracing along your jawline.

"You're playing with fire," he murmurs, his voice low and rough.

You lean into his touch, your eyes never leaving his.

"Maybe I like the heat," you reply, your voice equally husky.

Wooyoung's breath catches in his throat at your words, his heart pounding in his chest.

He's tempted to pull you closer, to close the distance between you and kiss you senseless.

Wooyoung's gaze flickers down to your lips as you giggle, and he feels a surge of desire course through his body.

He can't tear his eyes away from your mouth, imagining what it would feel like to taste you, to feel your lips against his.

His grip on your face tightens ever so slightly, his thumb now tracing along your bottom lip.

You catch his eye, a knowing smile playing on your lips as you see the desire burning in his gaze.

You slowly take another sip of your drink, your tongue darting out to catch a stray drop of liquid.

Wooyoung's eyes follow the movement, his breathing growing ragged as he watches you intently.

He can't take it anymore. He needs to feel you, to taste you.

In a swift movement, he closes the distance between you, his lips crashing against yours in a searing kiss.

The kiss is electric, sending shockwaves of pleasure through both of your bodies.

Wooyoung's hands move to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer as he deepens the kiss.

He explores your mouth with his tongue, tasting the sweetness of your drink and the warmth of your lips.

You respond eagerly, your body melting against his as you kiss him back with equal passion.

Your hands find their way to his chest, gripping his shirt as you press yourself closer to him.

The world around you fades away, leaving only the two of you lost in the heat of the moment.

Wooyoung's hands roam over your body, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through you with every caress.

He can feel the heat building between you, the intensity of your desire threatening to consume you both.

He pulls back from the kiss for a moment, his breathing ragged as he looks at you with dark, hungry eyes.

"We need to get out of here," he growls, his voice low and rough with need.

He can't wait any longer. He needs to have you, to feel your body against his in every way possible.

Without waiting for a response, he takes your hand and leads you out of the bar.

The cool air hits you like a slap in the face, but it does nothing to quench the heat that's burning inside you.

Wooyoung hails a cab, practically shoving you into the backseat before climbing in after you.

As soon as the door closes, Wooyoung's hands are on you again.

He pulls you onto his lap, his lips finding your neck as he begins to kiss and nip at the sensitive skin.

The driver glances at you in the rearview mirror, but he quickly looks away as Wooyoung growls possessively, his hands roaming over your body with increasing urgency.

The ride to his apartment seems to take an eternity, each passing second feeling like torture.

Wooyoung's lips never leave your skin, his tongue tracing a path along your collarbone as his hands slip beneath your shirt, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

You're both breathing heavily, your bodies pressed together in the confines of the cab, desperate for each other.

Finally, the cab pulls up outside his apartment building.

Wooyoung practically drags you out of the cab, barely able to keep his hands off you as he leads you inside.

The moment the door to his apartment closes behind you, he pins you against the wall, his body pressing against yours as he captures your lips in a fierce kiss.

The kiss is even more intense than before, fueled by the privacy and freedom of being alone.

Wooyoung's hands roam over your body, his touch rough and demanding as he presses himself against you.

He grinds his hips against yours, a low growl escaping his lips as he feels the heat between your legs.

You moan into his mouth, your body arching against his as you feel the evidence of his desire pressing against you.

He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing down your jawline and neck as he begins to suck and nibble at your skin.

"I need you," he murmurs against your skin, his voice thick with need. "Now."

Without warning, he picks you up and carries you to his bedroom, his hands gripping your thighs as he holds you close.

He lays you down on the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he looks down at you.

"You're mine," he growls, crawling on top of you and caging you in with his body.

"Prove it," you challenge, a smirk playing on your lips as you look up at him.

Wooyoung's eyes flash with desire at your challenge, his hands fumbling as he tries to undo his belt and trousers.

He curses under his breath, clearly impatient and desperate to feel your skin against his.

He glares at you playfully, his frustration evident in his expression.

"Don't laugh at me," he grumbles, finally managing to unbuckle his belt and shove his trousers down.

Once his trousers are discarded, he quickly returns his attention to you, his hands immediately going to your clothing.

He practically tears your clothes off, his fingers clumsy with need as he tries to get you naked as quickly as possible.

As soon as you're bare before him, he takes a moment to admire your body, his eyes roaming over every inch of your skin.

"You're perfect," he murmurs, his voice filled with awe and desire. "So beautiful."

He grabs a condom from the bedside table, quickly tearing open the package and rolling it onto his hard length.

His eyes never leave your body as he does so, his breathing growing heavier with each passing second.

Once the condom is in place, he moves to hover over you again, his body covering yours completely.

He captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue tangling with yours as he positions himself between your legs.

He breaks the kiss and looks down at you, his eyes burning with desire as he positions the head of his cock at your entrance.

"Ready for me?" he asks, his voice low and rough with need.

"Yes," you breathe, your body aching with anticipation. "Please, I need you inside me."

He growls at your words, his control snapping as he thrusts into you in one swift movement.

He buries himself to the hilt, a low moan escaping his lips as he finally feels your tight heat around him.

He pauses for a moment, his body trembling as he tries to restrain himself from just taking you hard and fast.

"You feel so good," he groans, his voice strained with pleasure. "So tight and wet for me."

He slowly pulls out, his cock dragging against your inner walls, before slamming back into you with a powerful thrust.

He sets a punishing pace, his hips snapping against yours as he pounds into you with unrelenting force.

He's desperate for you, his body aching with need as he buries himself deep inside you over and over again.

He can't get enough of you, can't get close enough, can't fill you fast enough.

His hands grip your hips tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as he holds you in place beneath him.

"Mine," he growls again, his voice filled with possessiveness as he claims you. "You're mine, and only mine."

He continues to thrust into you relentlessly, his pace becoming more and more erratic as he nears his release.

His body is slick with sweat, his muscles straining with the effort of holding himself back as he chases his climax.

He can feel you clenching around him, your body tightening with your own impending release.

"Are you close?" he grunts, his voice rough and hoarse.

"Y-yes," you manage to gasp out, your body trembling with pleasure as he hits all the right spots inside you.

He lets out a low groan at your confirmation, his hips stuttering as he feels his own orgasm building.

"Come for me," he orders, his voice low and commanding. "I want to feel you come undone around me."

He reaches down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in fast, tight circles.

"Let go," he murmurs, his eyes locked on your face as he pushes you closer and closer to the edge.

Your body arches beneath him, your muscles tensing as you feel the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.

He keeps up the relentless pace, his fingers continuing to work your clit as he drives you closer and closer to your peak.

"That's it," he encourages, his own breath coming in ragged gasps. "Come for me, sweetheart."

With a final thrust, he buries himself deep inside you, his cock twitching as he spills into the condom.

At the same time, your body finally gives in, the pleasure washing over you in waves as you come undone beneath him.

He holds you tightly as you ride out your orgasm, his body trembling with the aftershocks of his own release.

He collapses on top of you, his body heavy and sated as he buries his face in the crook of your neck.

He's breathing heavily, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath.

"That was... amazing," he finally manages to say, his voice muffled against your skin.

He pulls back slightly, looking down at you with a soft smile on his face.

"I've been meaning to ask you something," he says, his fingers tracing patterns on your skin.

He pauses for a moment, his expression suddenly turning nervous.

"Would you like to go out on a date with me sometime?" he asks, his voice filled with a hint of vulnerability.

You look up at him, a warm smile spreading across your face.

"I'd love to go on a date with you," you say, your heart fluttering in your chest at the thought.

His face lights up with a bright smile, relief and happiness washing over him.

"Really?" he asks, as if he can't quite believe it. "You mean it?"

He pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace.

"Best Christmas ever," he murmurs, burying his face in your hair. "And it's all because of you."