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[yuzuksi]

IM HERE im thirsty what do you think about mean domming taesan...tying him up leaving marks maybe even scratching him up consider choking and what if he bleeds just a little a teeny bit please i need maso sannie Bad i need him Gasping for Air fr

BERRY I LITERALLY HAD A FULL BODY REACTION TO THIS ASK LIKE HOW COULD U SENF ME THIS IM CRAZY… i already had my masochist taesan kick going on and you send this… im dizzy….

despite taesan being so big, its actually extremely easy to get him to become a little mess under you once you break down his walls.

i had seen this video and thought of taesan so fast, i think it fits with this so well. raking your nails down his chest while you sit on his cock, barely moving so all he can do is cry under you while you paint his skin with red marks. stuff his mouth too so he can’t speak either, drooling around the gag in his mouth just to make fun of him for making a mess.

i also think taesan would be into humiliation it goes in great with liking pain, call him pathetic and that it’s crazy that he can get off just from you roughing him up like he’s a toy.

when you’re feeling mean you always have to tie taesan up, because he’ll be squirming too much and you don’t want him hurting himself in a way that’s not intended, as well as it giving you full control to do whatever you want with him.

choking him or pulling his hair hard while you edge him to tears, his head thrown back from the grip you have on his hair and any time he tries to rut his hips you stop your movements, waiting until his breath regulates before moving again. pinching his cheeks and coo at him like he’s the cutest thing you ever saw before slapping him in the same spot, it takes everything in his body to not cum from that because he needs to be a good boy for you or else he won’t get to cum for the rest of the week :3

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NICE GUY ꒱ h.taesan

synopsis. taesan climbs through your window bloody and injured, yet all he’s wanting is to know you’re okay pair. taesan x gn!reader genre. angst to fluff (hurt/comfort), bff’s to lovers warnings. ‘unrequited’ to requited love, crying, mentioned ex, protective!taesan, injury/blood, kissing, reader wears mascara, taesan calls reader ‘pretty’, reader lives with parents wc. 1.5k

𓂃 ₊˚⊹ note. woke up this morning with an empty google doc and the need for angst. came up with this and i actually really like it!

copyright of @/gelicatae

crying in your bed isn’t how you planned to spend your saturday night, but when you heard that your ex boyfriend was going around talking shit about you— you didn’t really have the ability to do anything else.

just an hour ago you were getting ready to go to a party, your best friend taesan already in his car to come pick you up and accompany you (as always).

of course you had to get the text just as you were putting on your mascara; a friend of yours texting you that they’re already at said party— but so is your ex. they went on to tell you everything your ex said to his group of friends, yet he spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear; that he wasn’t ever really into you, that he was bored and you seemed ‘easy to get’, that he decided to drop you once you got too annoying.

after that your eyes quickly filled with tears from the humiliation that curved your shoulders, quickly texting taesan that you weren’t going to the party anymore.

he sent you a few confused texts asking ‘what’ and ‘why’ and ‘you wanna do something, just the two of us instead?’. when you didn’t answer, not able to find the energy, he started calling. after the third ring, the small flood of notifications stopped, a few minutes passing before you received one more text from taesan.

it simply read; ‘i heard. i’ll be over in a bit’.

and now you’re here; mascara running in your going-out outfit that’s going to waste as you wait to hear taesan’s car pull up in your driveway.

it’s not like you were ever that attached to your ex. it was a short, unserious relationship; one that you got into because he pursued you first and you thought he was a nice guy. but the more time you spent with him, the more you realized why you were really with him—

for a distraction.

feelings you’d been swallowing down for years, butterflies you refused to acknowledge were in your stomach— not for your ex, but your best friend.

it’s funny how the human mind works, how you can shut things out and lie to yourself until you genuinely believe it, all while your heart knows. it always knows who it really belongs to. and you hate it. you hate how as you’re lying in your bed crying, you’re unsure of what you’re really crying about; the mean words your nobody of an ex said? or is it because the one person you want is constantly by your side, yet not in the way that you want?

a knock at your window has you flinching, lifting your head to see the darkened image of taesan crouched on your roof.

this occurrence isn’t uncommon, but it has you worried every time as you hurry to get up and open your window.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you start scolding before he even steps his first foot inside, voice more harsh than needed as your emotions confuse you. “would it kill you to just use the front door for once?”

“i didn’t want to wake your parents up.” taesan says while looking down, jumping off the window’s ledge and landing on his two feet.

in the soft yellow lamp-light of your bedroom, he finally looks up— and your eyes roam over each other’s faces; taesan’s eyes hardening at your obvious tear streaks, mascara darkening the bottom of your eyes; while your heart drops into the pit of your stomach when you see a bruise already forming on the high of his cheek bone and a split on the far side of his lip.

“…what the fuck did you do?” you ask, voice coming out somewhat whispered and a little rough from your crying.

taesan looks as though he doesn’t even hear you, deep brown eyes still roaming over your features. you hate how you feel your cheeks start to heat up at the tender look of concern— and you hate it even more when his hand slowly lifts to your cheek, almost like he’s cupping your face if it weren’t for how ghostly his touch is— before his thumb starts rubbing off the grey tear stains.

your heart thumps in your chest at the action and you sniff, turning your face away from his touch so you could much more roughly wipe at your own cheeks.

“taesan, answer me.”

“got in a fight.” he answers vaguely, eyes avoiding your demanding ones as he tries to dab some of the blood onto his bent wrist instead, causing you to then notice his bruised knuckles.

“…with him?” you ask, your voice piercing the quiet between you, an odd tension— because you’re not stupid. you can put two and two together that he must have driven to the party without you to confront your ex. you can only imagine the scene it must have caused, but you honestly should have expected it. taesan has always been one to have a short fuse when it comes to how others treat you.

the butterflies that have made home in your stomach seem to want to make sure you haven’t forgotten their presence, fluttering around in a sudden burst and making you feel a little sick.

“he deserved it. he deserves more.” taesan utters, voice dark as he mentions ‘him’.

“but you got hurt in the process.” you say sternly, with a little bite as you take hold of his uninjured hand to lead him to your connected bathroom.

he sits on the ledge of the tub when the warmth of your palm leaves his, watching as you open the cabinet and pull out a washcloth.

“you should’ve seen him though.” taesan jokes, your eyes looking up to glance at his smile through the mirror before he hisses at the sting of his lips being stretched.

“i wish i could have, actually.” you softly admit, and taesan’s happy to see the corners of your mouth turn up a bit.

running the cloth under cold water, you wring it out before folding it and coming face to face with taesan, the boy only having to lift his chin slightly to compensate.

your brows furrow as you gently dab up the blood on his lip, careful with the open wound.

in your concentration you don’t notice how taesan’s soft eyes continue to take you in until he speaks up again— the surprising reverency of his tone, uttered so closely to your face, sending goosebumps across your skin.

“you look really pretty.”

your ministrations pause, eyes moving from his plump lips to his gaze— which you’re too frazzled to think about what emotion they’re holding.

you try to laugh it off, awkward and airy as you shake your head with a little smile. “please. i look like a mess. i have raccoon eyes.”

“no,” taesan disagrees gently. “looks cool, like grunge-y smudged eyeliner.”

you huff through your nose, still smiling as you remove the washcloth from his mouth, rinsing off the blood under the open faucet. once it’s all clean, damp with cold water and neatly folded, you raise your hand with the intention of holding it to his lip again to prevent swelling— but taesan stops you with his fingers curling around your wrist, lowering it so it doesn’t obscure his view of your face.

“i can’t stand knowing you were crying over him— hurt because of him…”

his confession, once again whispered while you swear his eyes glance down to your lips before connecting back with your stare— it has your confusing emotions rousing all over again, like you're scrambling to hold the pieces of your heart together before they can even break, bracing for impact.

“m’ hurt because of you.” you mumble without thinking, eyes widening in panic when you realize the words you just said out loud.

“what?” taesan asks, bewildered yet desperately wanting to understand.

you attempt to escape his hold on your wrist and run like a coward from the situation— from your feelings; but taesan doesn’t let you, standing up and pulling you captive into his arms.

“don’t make me wait anymore.” he pleads, breath fanning against your face as the proximity between you has lessened even more. “say what’s on your mind.”

and suddenly there’s nothing; everything in your head quiets except for the beat of your heart and a voice that tells you to lean into his lips. and so you do, the magnetic pull of taesan’s eyes helping you inch closer, meeting you halfway until the warm press of his skin is against yours.

the moment you touch, it’s like you’re both breathing in your first breath of life, ribs expanding before sighing and melting deeper into each other’s arms. taesan’s kiss is so wanting, yet careful— as though you’re the one with an injury.

your hands grab onto taesan’s shirt as if to confirm this is real— real enough to feel between your fingers. his arm wraps more firmly around the curve of your spine while his other hand cups your cheek, and it’s like you fit together perfectly.

when you part, taesan’s eyes still have that magnetic energy— unable to look away from his gaze that’s now completely ungaurded, more open than you’ve ever seen him before.

“say it…” he yearns, warm palm still holding your cheek— and suddenly it’s like words are easy.

“i love you.”

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if i say, i love you

summary. after a long day, all you really want is to be in taesan’s arms.

pairing. han taesan x reader genre. fluff, established relationship word count. 0.9k warnings. n/a a/n. fun fact: this wasn’t the original taesan fic i wanted to post for his bday bcs stms it’s easier to write sth in 3 hrs than finish a draft you’ve had for the past 5 months 👩‍🦯 but as always, please enjoy this, and i hope everyone gets to have their own taesan in their lives :) masterlist

you and taesan have never been overly touchy with each other. it’s not that you both dislike physical touch; you just tend to express your feelings more often through quiet moments spent together.

today, however, you need taesan more than ever.

you trudge inside your shared apartment, your body feeling unbearably heavy. taesan is sitting on the sofa with headphones and his ipad propped up on his knees, a contemplative look on his face. it’s a familiar sight, one that occurs whenever a new idea for a composition strikes in his head and he has to record it down immediately, so you usually leave him alone to not disrupt his creative process.

seeing this, you force yourself to stand by the door, hoping for at least a greeting before you can retreat inside your room—if your boyfriend was busy, you’d rather break down without him seeing.

almost immediately, taesan looks up and smiles, the kind where his eyes are squeezed into crescents and whiskers appear under them. but when he finally sees you, he instantly plants his feet on the floor, setting his ipad aside and ripping off his headphones.

“y/n?” his voice is soft and gentle. he always treats you like a delicate flower; it makes you feel like you can fall apart in his presence and he’ll be there to pick up your pieces.

“y/n,” he calls again, and he’s about to get up before you briskly walk towards him and all but jump on him.

with your knees on either side of him, you wrap your arms around his neck and drop your head on his shoulder. noticeably, taesan tenses at the uncharted touch, and a moment of hesitation lingers. but his arms quickly shoot up to envelop you, hands resting firmly on either side of your torso as he holds you tightly against himself.

he remains silent, letting you take in his warmth as he gently caresses your back. you nuzzle against his neck, wanting to get as close to him as you can. despite his surprise at your touch, he doesn’t make it known and mirrors your actions, nosing your collarbone as he pulls you even closer.

you thought you would break into tears immediately in his arms, but the more you lean into his touch, the more you feel your weariness dissipate, until the huge lump in your throat eventually melts as well.

sensing your breathing calm down and your body turning lax against his, he places a kiss on your neck and whispers against your skin: “i’m here.” it’s a simple declaration; two words that neither push you to speak nor stop you from sharing, but just to remind you that, whatever it is, he’s always by your side.

“i… had a bad day today,” you begin, and taesan’s hold on you never once falters. as you tell him about what happened, his fingers continuously draw idle circles on your back, and he hums softly to reassure you that he’s listening.

“how do you feel now?” taesan, gentle as ever, asks after you stop talking.

“...a lot better,” you confess and nuzzle against his neck again, landing a peck there to emphasize your point.

“i’m glad.” the smile is evident from his voice alone, even if you can’t see his face.

a few more moments of silence pass between you, the two of you simply relishing each other’s company. it’s only when you catch taesan’s ipad light up with a notification from your peripheral vision that you remember what he had been doing before your almost-break-down.

you pull yourself away, but your hands remain on his shoulders, as do his on your waist. “you were composing something before this, right?” your eyebrows are knitted in guilt, lips jutting out similarly. “sorry, i didn’t mean to interrupt you… you can continue now.”

“no, don’t apologise,” taesan replies immediately, shaking his head. he reaches up to tuck your hair behind your ears and smiles, fondness seeping from every pore, “i’ll always put you before anything else.”

it’s strange how the emotions you initially expected to spill over from your negative experiences today are now threatening to escape from these seven words instead. with the lump returning to your throat once again, you don’t trust your voice to speak.

instead, you move your hands to cup his face and lean down to place your lips on his, letting your body do the talking instead.

with every movement, your feelings translate from your heart to his. his grip on your waist tightens as he cranes his neck to capture more and more of these feelings, until both of you are rendered breathless from all the emotions filling your bodies, squeezing around your ribs, your lungs, and your hearts.

when you pull away, the dazed look on taesan is something that you want to carve into your mind forever. for someone who’s never uncomposed, the fact that he’s been rendered like this, and because of you, makes your insides twist with something far greater than you can explain.

“i love you.”

for now, you’ll settle with the word ‘love.’

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Heartache ๋ ࣭ ⭑ jaehyun x gender neutral reader

angst, fluff at the end, this is a sad one ๋ ࣭ ⭑ you and jaehyun argue and you storm off, jaehyun is a mess when you come back

feeling very fragile rn this hurt to write

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"AND HOW DO U THINK THAT MAKES ME FEEL" jaehyun shot to his feet, throwing the dining table chair he was sitting on to the ground behind him. his anger bubbling over, chest heaving, he didn't mean to use that much force, wished he hadn't.

the chair hitting the floor jolted your body, making you flinch, your frustration also bubbling over and forming a lump in your throat but your pride wouldn't let him see you cry. trying to keep up your cool level-headed exterior you wasted no time, swiveling on your heels and stomping out of the kitchen making a beeline for the front door, grabbing your car keys and sweater off the hook.

jaehyun called out in desparation "y/n please wait i- i didn't mean to-" you slammed the front door as hard as your anger would allow you, storming down the driveway and into your car, fumbling the key in the ignition as fast as you could and taking off before jaehyun could chase after you.

you didn't really know where you were going, driving around aimlessly for a while to let off steam, allowing a few tears to fall before stopping at your best friend's place to take your mind off things. you thought it was probably better to let the both of you cool off rather than drag the argument on any longer, afraid you might say something hurtful in the heat of the moment. facing things head on was never your first choice anyway.

you and jaehyun rarely ever fought, and he would never be aggressive or mean with you, let alone throw things around. you knew it was an accident, you should've turned round as soon as you left but you were hurt and a little in shock to be honest and the pettines in you wanted to make sure he knew.

a few hours at your best friend's chatting in depth about everything and nothing always helped you no matter the situation, they were a saint and exactly what you needed to ground yourself.

with 24 missed calls and 15 messages, you thought it best to go back home, plus you were getting hungry and you had to face jaehyun at some point.

you sat in your car outside your shared apartment for a few minutes, trying to rid your head completely of any sort of ill-will that might have still been lurking in the back of your mind. taking a deep breath you got out and walked up the path to the front door, once again fumbling your keys in with slight shaky hands, you hated confrontation. opening the door and closing it behind you, you toe off your shoes and look up. he's standing there at the end of the hallway.

you freeze, your heart breaks at the sight. he's wearing your oversized hoodie, his hands hidden by the sleeves and his eyes are red and puffy. it looks like he's been crying for a while.

you immediately well up seeing him like this, both of you staring, not knowing what to say. he takes a deep breath and chuckles to himself slightly feeling a sudden embarrassment, "i thought you weren't going to come back" he says barely audible before a tear falls down his cheek and he quickly lowers his head. your heart shatters. you have never heard him sound so small and broken, he looked like a lost child and it made your stomach churn. you immediately rushed to him, throwing your arms around him as your own tears fell. his body almost goes limp in your hold like he had been running a marathon prior, his hands fisted in your sweatshirt. "i'm so sorry" he chokes out through sobs as you stroke the back of his head. you squeeze your eyes shut your nose in his hair, listening to his cries. god you hated fighting.

"hey, hey" you whisper, moving his shoulders back and cupping his face, bringing it level to your own. jaehyun's tear stained face felt like a kick to the chest. "i'm so sorry i didn't mean to slam things and the chair i-" he stuttered, his voice timid and shaky as his teary eyes bore into yours. "i'm sorry i called so many times i just wanted to apologise i- i just needed to hear you" he sniffled "i didn't know if you were staying out or not i didn't know what to do it was so stupid of me i really didn't mean it i- just please don't leave-" his thoughts were spilling out "hey hey hey" you cut him off, every word breaking your heart more "sh sh it's okay i'm here" you soothed "i'm so sorry too i shouldn't have run off like that and i should've answered to sort things out." still holding his face your thumbs wiped his cheeks "i won't run off again" you smiled through your own tears and he gave a weak smile in return before burying his face in your neck letting the rest of his cries out.

you wished you could scoop him up and make sure he was never sad again, wished you could rewind the whole day. you'd never seen him like this, sure he cried at every movie the two of you watched but you'd never seen him so distressed and small and that hurt way worse than any argument could.

you both stood for a few more minutes, calming down and basking in the comfort of the other's arms. he brought his forehead to yours closing his eyes and wrapped his arms round your waist. "i really am sorry i hope i didn't scare you" he broke the silence, his voice a little more stable but another tear was threatening to fall. "jaehyun" you frowned and shook your head frantically, looking deeply into his eyes, there were so many things you wanted to say but none of them were enough to express what you were feeling. brows knitted in defeat you closed the gap between the two of you, pulling him into a feverish kiss. both of your hands firmly gripped his shoulders as you tried to pour all forgiveness, apology, every ounce of your love for him into the kiss. he reciprocated, pulling you as close to him as he could like he was afraid you might somehow slip right through his fingers. you were all he'd ever wanted, all he needed, you completed him. he would never do or say anything to intentionally hurt you and he would make sure nothing like this happened again.

both of your lips moulded together perfectly, moving in sync, your hands traveled up to tangle in his hair and he tilted his head more, deepening the kiss. his tongue grazed your bottom lip and you opened your mouth allowing him entry, your knees would've buckled if it wasn't for him holding you so tight. all the stress and hostility from earlier melted away in the heat of your bodies, leaving only breathless passion and adoration. you both reluctantly pulled away needing air, hearts racing. jaehyun brought his hand to the back of your head and placed a kiss to your forehead before gently resting his chin on ur head. "i love you y/n" he whispered. you breathed in his warm comforting scent, head against his chest "i love you too."

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waaaah T-T (sorry guys)

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han taesan/dongmin - "dear. my darling."

genre - angst word count - 561 ~~in which you decide to rewind a bit into your past, more specifically, the day your ex boyfriend ended your relationship. inspired by boynextdoor's "Dear. My Darling"

you and taesan used to be a wonderful couple, a match made in heaven. you were perfect for him and he was perfect from you. now re-read that first sentence. "you and taesan used to be a wonderful couple," used to be. used to be. USED TO BE. however, that's all in the past, isn't it? no use dwelling on what once was. but why not let your brain take a step back in time and rewind, just for a moment? as nostalgic as the thought of the better times is, perhaps you should think about the bad moments too. after all, one of those bad moments is always lingering in your thoughts. the day he dumped you. it's a bittersweet memory, the one that still hurts to think about. the memory of that day had always lingered in the back of your mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✶.˚⟡˖ ࣪ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ you woke up, your eyes still heavy with sleep, searching for the warm comfort of taesan next to you. but he wasn't there. your hands met the empty space beside you, and you sat up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. thats strange, he would usually stay with you in the morning, cuddling, his chin on your head, occasionally taking sniffs of your hair or burying his nose into your head. but why wasn't he there this time? your gut twisted with a pang of worry, and you sat there for a moment, listening for any sound of taesan in the house. but there was nothing, just silence. feeling increasingly concerned, you stepped out of bed and made your way to the kitchen. you expected to find him there, cooking breakfast. instead, you found a letter on the countertop. the handwriting was unmistakably his, and the words... they were like the lyrics he would write and show you before, but these... these words hurt. they broke you. "My dear darling, by the time this reaches you, you're not darling anymore. Just skim through and toss it away, I may not know, but with you, it felt like dancing Tango. i may not know, but with you, it felt like walking on a roof. I'll never love you again. I won't try anymore. I'll never love you again. Just skim through and toss it away, baby. After the cold winter, finally spring comes. Sorry you. I won't try anymore, i hope you're happy, yeah, I wish you well, Please be happy, please be joyful, i'll be for you, please don't be gloomy, please don't be blue, i'll be for you. My darling you..." (yes this is just "dear. my darling" lyrics but eng translation) you quickly picked up your phone and unlocked it, your fingers shaking slightly as you navigated through the apps to the messaging app. was this a prank? or was this truly the end of your relationship with taesan? you wanted to message or call him, to figure out what was going on, to find out if he still loved you. oh no. the messages failed to send, the calls went straight to voicemail. your heart sank as you were suddenly face to face with the realization that he had blocked you. you checked every app, every damn app, but he had blocked you on every platform. tears slipped through your eyes when you finally understood everything. the man you loved has truly left you behind.

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[vampire love] taesan x f!reader | 1.8k words established relationship, body worshipper!taesan, smut (making out, oral f. receiving, fingering) note. ty to anon who requested this! i loveee this song and literally listened to it on repeat while writing this lmao. @onedoornet

now playing: vampire love by lil tracy

"girl lay your body down on that fucking couch, open up your legs i'm gon work my mouth."

a miscellaneous romcom was playing in the background, the dull noise doing nothing to cover up the sound of your lips moving gingerly against taesan's. you were perched on his lap, knees trapping his legs as his hands rested on your hips, his fingers brushing under the hem of your tank. your hands were tangled in his soft hair, occasionally giving it a small tug just so you could hear him moan into your mouth.

your hands slid down his neck, trailing down his chest slowly. groaning loudly, taesan slid a hand into your hair, tilting your face so he could press his lips harder onto yours. his other hand snaked further around your waist, pulling you onto his lap so he could feel you against where he craved you most.

you lowered yourself onto the tent in his pants at a deliberately slow pace, smiling deviously at the way your boyfriend broke your kiss to moan and throw his head back against couch cushions. taesan has a strong will, but his resolve is something that you've quickly learned how to unravel. intimacy between the two of you is game of tug of war, the two of you fighting to subdue the other. you love the chase, the playful competitiveness that never leaves the two of you.

"god, you're perfect, y/n" he choked out as he felt your clothed warmth brush against him for what felt like the hundredth time. your scent hugged him like a blanket, and all he could see, think, and feel was you. you were satisfied by his dazed state, prideful as you whispered in his ear.

“oh yeah?” you smiled, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on his already decorated neck. he hummed in agreement, fingers coiling through your hair still.

“prove it.” at the sound of your teasing voice, taesan’s eyes darkened and he halted his movement and noises all at once. grabbing your hips, he shifted you off his lap, smiling at your noise of confusion. 

“since when are you getting brave, hmm baby?” taesan mumbled lowly, bringing a hand up to smooth down your hair. his hand travelled further, finger tracing the line of your neck and your collarbone. he laid his full palm against your shoulder as he lightly pushed, laying you down across the sofa. 

the growing anticipation swirled in your stomach as your boyfriend moved to hover above you, his warm palms dragging across your abdomen greedily. you loved when the demanding and wanting side of your boyfriend came out, when he acted like his only purpose was to make you feel good, when his hands stayed on your skin like a magnet.

his palms swirled over your soft skin. your thin tank top did nothing to cover you, the fabric wrinkling under taesan’s finger and sliding up so easily. one of his hands pressed against the armrest that your head was propped against. but before he could lean down to kiss you, you felt your head being pulled up.

taesan gently moved your head to place his hoodie against the firm arm rest, cushioning your head. the softer fabric dulled the slight discomfort that you hadn't even noticed until then. you giggled at the way he doted on you, even in the heat of the moment. 

"comfortable?" he asked gently, prompting a short nod from you. he could tell you were needy, hands sliding on his arms.

your boyfriend laid his lips on yours gingerly, arm wrapping around your waist to pull your body up and flush against him. you gasped into his mouth, fingers crumpling the fabric of his t-shirt as you pulled him even closer.

his fingers nimbly worked at your bra hook, and you heard it snap open. you felt him pull the fabric out from under your cami, sighing at the feelings of his fingertips on your bare skin. 

when his hands finally pressed into your plush boobs, taesan couldn’t hold back a loud moan from escaping his throat. you whined as his thumb circled your nipple at a tantalizing pace. he pulled away from your lips to bite down lightly on the skin on your neck, his warm tongue soothing the short lived sting you felt and drawing another whimper from you. 

you'd never let him know, but you loved the marks taesan left on you. your favorites were the ones where you could see the indent of his teeth pressing into you. you always returned the favor, decorating his neck like a prize.

you moved one hand to tangle into his hair again, fingernails tracing his scalp. you pressed your palm against the back of his neck in an effort to let him know how good he was making you feel. your other hand reached in the space between the two of you, finding taesan's. he could read you like a book, intertwining his fingers with yours and holding your hand tenderly as he bit and licked your soft skin.

you pulled your hand out of his hair to trail the pads of your fingers down his chest, fingers tracing over the bulge in his sweats. before you could even work on getting his sweatpants out of the way, taesan groaned and grabbed your hands, pinning them onto the armrest where your head rested.

"let me take care of you." your legs pressed together at the sound of his raspy voice, his hooded gaze making your skin burn. he brought one of your hands to his lips, kissing your palm tenderly. he left wet kisses from the tips of your fingers to your wrists.

"so beautiful, all for me." he placed another kiss in the crease of your elbow.

"always wanting to please me. always so good for me." his lips traced higher up your arm, until his warm breath was tickling your shoulders.

"wanna treat you the way you deserve. tonight is about you, baby." your panties were ruined, thighs rubbing together with every word that fell from his lips.

taesan gently pulled your arms through the straps of your tank, peeling the fabric off you gently. his fingers went downwards, slipping off your shorts and underwear just as delicately.

even though your eyes were closed, you could hear the small gasp that fell from his lips at the sight of you.

taesan was never not in awe of you, your body that only he was allowed to gaze upon. he wanted to fall to his knees whenever he got to see you like this, bare and waiting for him. your skin, your warmth, your soft whines, it called to him so incessantly. the world always seemed to disappear when he had you like this underneath him.

reaching out, taesan's hand cupped your breast so softly, like you'd vanish at any second. he lowered his mouth to your chest, lips deftly catching your nipple. his tongue played with the bud gently, sending waves of pleasure through you.

you reached aimlessly in between the two of you, arms slipping underneath his shirt. you wanted to feel his skin, to press your palms into the dip in his back. as he moved to your other boob, you took the opportunity to pull his tshirt up, prompting him to tug it off and throw it on the floor. as quickly as his body left yours, he was back on you, lips pressing open mouthed kisses to the swell of your breast.

hot breaths tickled the skin of your chest and abdomen, and you looked down to meet taesan’s eyes looking up at your from between your parted legs. his hands ran up and down your calves and thighs, soft moans leaving his mouth at the feeling of you underneath him. he pulled your calves over his shoulders, giggling as you looked away bashfully. your eyes screwed shut as he placed featherlight kisses along your inner thighs, softly biting the flesh occasionally.

taesan loved leaving hickeys on your inner thighs, and he took his sweet time as kissed and licked the tender skin, eyes closed in bliss.

“tae… stop teasing” you whined softly, hips moving slightly to try and give your aching clit any attention. the desperate lilt of your voice when straight to taesan’s dick, and with a soft groan he brought a single finger to swipe through your folds. your juices wrapped deliciously around his index finger.

pleasure bloomed in your lower abdomen as taesan finally parted your folds and tenderly placed his tongue against your clit. he kissed the bud before wrapping his swollen lips around it, making you moan loudly.

he flicked your sensitive bud with his tongue just the way you liked, finger pulling your skin up so he could hit the extra sensitive spot underneath. your hands tangled in his hair, head tilted back to press into the end of the sofa.

the knot in your stomach twisted again as his mouth moved lower, his wet tongue tracing the outside of your hole. with one last glance up at you, taesan pushed his tongue into you, basking in the loud whine that fell from your mouth. his tongue explored your soft walls, the gummy flesh clenching around him incessantly.

tears streamed down your face as he pressed his thumb into your swollen clit, rubbing tight circles at a pace that had you repeating his name over and over. your neck strained as you tilted your head back as far as you could, pressing into the armrest.

“feels too good … tae fuck!” your words were reduced to shaky sobs as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten.

your boyfriend’s mouth returned to your clit, sucking hard as he pushed a finger into your clenching hole. your fingers yanked his hair as he added another, his fingertips reaching the gummy spot that made you see stars.

your mouth fell open when he pressed his hand into your stomach, making you feel just how deep inside you his fingers were. your resolve was long gone, hips rutting against his face desperately. lewd noises filled the living room, not that you paid them any mind.

“please, gonna cum.” taesan groaned into you upon hearing your cries, fingers snapping upwards to hit your g-spot as he flicked your clit speedily. the familiar buildup creeped up on you, your stomach tensing and legs twitching uncontrollably

your entire body stilled and your mouth fell upon as your orgasm took over you, vision going white and warmth flooding your body. taesan kept his pace, fingers still pushing in and out of your gushing hole, white rings left on them.

he loved the way you looked when you were cumming. your fucked out expression was something that was burned into his mind.

opening your eyes, you were met with the sight of your boyfriend's fingers in his mouth, tasting the juices you left on him. you tugged his bicep, pulling him to lay on top of you again. he brushed some of your ruffled hair down, placing gentle kisses on your cheeks.

"how was that, baby?" he asked, head now resting on your chest as you petted his head softly.

smiling, you let your hands drift down the expanse of his back, nails scratching the skin lightly.

"why don't you let me show you?"

[yuzuksi]

scaredy cat

what's a date night like with taesan?

warnings: mention of eating, eating

word count: 0.5k (557)

a/n: heyy :)) I'm back with a little gift for my onedoor girlies, hope u like it!!

It's friday: the best day of the week, because it's date night with your boyfriend, Taesan.

Right now he's laying down comfortably on your couch, choosing the movie for the night while waiting for you to come join him under the warmth of the blanket he has draped over him.

You're in the kitchen, preparing some food to snack on while watching the movie.

"Ice cream or chips?"

You ask Taesan, looking at him from the kitchen, as he answers back.

"Is that even a question?"

You smile, taking the ice cream and bringing it to the couch.

"Make space, you're using all of my couch!"

You say, as he groans playfully and moves away, lifting up the edge of the blanket for you to get under. You almost throw yourself next to him, immediately putting the ice cream in front of you and giving him his spoon as you settle comfortably under the blanket next to him.

While you eat the ice cream he's scrolling through the movies, until he stops on Scream.

You cringe internally. You hate horror movies, mostly because you literally jump at any kind of tension in the scene, even if it's not scary.

And Taesan knows it.

He sees the way you stiffen up, and smiles at you, playful.

"What was that, baby? You scared?"

Even if you hate horror movies, you can't let him tease you like that.

So you just shake your head, acting casual, as if the fact of seeing a horror movie doesn't terrorizes you.

"Ppff, me? Scared? Come on, don't be silly."

Taesan snickers. It's obvious that he doesn't believe you one bit. He knows you too well, you're an open book to him. Still, he doesn't say anything, because like this it'll be funnier when you're clinging to him for dear life.

"Sure, baby. I'm still here, if you want something to hold on to while we watch it."

You roll your eyes. To say that you're anxious of seeing the movie would an understatement, but you're not going to show it, you promise yourself. That film can't be that scary, and even if it is, you will hold through it.

You're a great actress after all, aren't you?

You aren't.

Not even an hour into the film, and you're already clinging to Taesan, hiding your face in his arm every time you hear that infamous tune that makes your heart beat like crazy in your chest.

Taesan straight up laughs at you every time you flinch, cooing because "Aww, is my poor baby scared?"

He'll continuously tease you about how scared you are, touching you unexpectedly during tense scenes and making you jump.

Still, as much as he loves scaring you, he's not heartless: he stops the film ten minutes later, cuddling close to you.

"Poor baby...come here, I'll protect you."

He says, using your fear as an excuse to cuddle and spoil you for the rest of the night (even if you didn't really want to, after how he scared you).

He will feed you spoons of ice cream, sing your favourite songs for you and even draw you a bath, because he needs to "make it up for the scary film to his baby."

Needless to say, the night will end up with you cuddled up in your bed, Taesan whispering sweet nothings into your ear until you fall asleep, drowning in his scent.

Maybe, horror movies aren't that bad after all.

[yuzuksi]

can I request 14 + 27 +67 for Han Taesan💕

a/n: hi i hope you like this <3 thank you for requesting! wc: 0.9k contains: softdom!taesan x sub!reader, non-virgin!taesan x virgin!reader, marking, penetration (p in v), unprotected sex (don't!), lowercase intended, prompts italicized

the night had been perfect between you and your lover, taesan. his plans on taking you out on a date eventually ended up with you both making out on his bed. hands roamed around your bodies feverishly as his lips danced with yours, his fingers eventually latching onto the hooks of your bra under your shirt.

you see… you had never gone further than hickeys on the neck with taesan before, let alone anyone. so the feeling was new and scary when he laid his fingers softly on your back after you nudged at him.

“taesan… i’ve never done anything more than making out before…”

“mm it’s ok baby, i wanna make sure you’re ok with it though, so if i do anything more than what you’re comfortable with, you can stop me. how does that sound?”

you took a deep breath before nodding and taking your shirt off yourself. he didn’t expect that from you but was happy to know that the two of you were on the same page. your hand reached his arm, moving it so his hands were back on your bra strap as you leaned down to continue kissing him.

as the bra fell off of you, taesan kissed you deeper. his fingers rubbed the skin on your chest, eventually moving down to the nipples as he detached his lips from yours to attach them to your neck. leaving faint marks, he heard you gasp and whimper while touching the places only you have before. his rough skin made it all the more sensitive as he did so so preciously.

“baby tell me to stop when you’re uncomfortable hm?” an ok made him move his head from the crook of your neck onto your chest, kissing and leaving marks whenever he can. lips finding your nipples, both of you moaned at the feeling. his tongue played with them, flicking and sucking continuously. his hand got busy on the other nipple as you slighting grinded on his lap. his bulge grew with every pressing contact of your clothed bottom to his. he looked up at your face, now fallen back as feeling the warmth from his touch.

“angel, tell me stop now if you want me to, otherwise i’m scared i won’t be able to.” his raised a concerned tone, looking at you from below in your positions right now. you looked at him with pleasured eyes, just nodding, “please don’t stop.”

he turned you around as he gripped onto your waist. his hands slid off the panties you wore under your skirt with ease, allowing both of you to see the lewd position you sat in through the mirror across. you could feel his hard on under you, already feeling dizzy from the expectations of what’s about to happen.

he pulled out his cock, pumping it a bit to prep himself. his fingers occupied themselves with your folds, spreading your slick around to prep you. you watched the actions of his skilled fingers, wondering how many times he’d done this before to be so good at it. he aligned his cock with your entrance soon after, filling you with anticipation.

“it might hurt but focus on me ok?” you nodded as he inserted his length into you slowly, holding your hands and peppering your face with kisses to hopefully distract you from the pain. tears welled in your eyes as you focused on his touch, mumbling on about how it hurts.

“shh, just a little more my love…” he had almost been able to get entirely inside you, relishing the slow motion while feeling your walls clench around him. he had never felt a tighter grip on him before and it drove him crazy to know that it’s you. his thumb gently wiped your tears, pressing kisses where they fell.

the position led him deep into you, making you arch your back as you felt his tip hit your spot. he barely moved, letting you get comfortable with his cock first.

after a while, he began moving slowly, you holding your breath every time he went inside and exhaling whenever he pulled out until just his tip. he stayed inside you and worked you to feeling more at ease before increasing his pace.

his body bent you down, your arms instinctively holding you up as the position between you both changed. you were on your hands and knees, his cock buried deep inside and right behind you. your eyes never left his through the reflections in front, his gaze getting sharper now with you on your knees for him.

“look at your reflection. look at how gorgeous you are. so fucking gorgeous when i’m fucking you like this. so pretty for me, and only for me.”

a loud moan erupted from your pretty mouth as he fucked you harder and faster. you didn’t have to say anything for him to do as you wanted, and you were glad he understood you so well. he tightly gripped your hips, fingers digging into the sides. the constant hits into your gspot made it hard to focus on his eyes but you tried your best to keep it up.

taesan could feel his high approaching while you could yours. your moans got uncontrollable as you got closer.

“‘san ‘m gunna cumm.” hearing those words made him desperate to feel you come around him. he went even harder, pounding into your not-so-poor hole. he was so glad this pussy was his, he thought, as you came around his cock.

curses slipped out of his tongue feeling the liquid coat his length. it made him get even closer, pulling out and coming on your back. he breathed heavily behind you as you did so under him. he laid on top of your back, kissing your shoulder and whispering i love you into your ear.

“that was so good…”

“i’m not done with you yet love.”

[yuzuksi]

NSFW TAESAN AUDIO •°☆ (with texts)

⊹₊ ⋆ showing dongmin new underwear has him hot and bothered at the studio! ⋆｡°

an: do we like the texts too?♡

[yuzuksi]

so sick of this unrequited- 𓍢ִ🕸️.𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪

[yuzuksi]

More Obvious Than This, Only a Billboard - Kim Donghyun

Leehan x fem. reader

Note: It has nothing with the story, but I'm starting to get worried about Ihan's hair... He's been blond for a very long (and worrying) period.

Warning: Hidden dating, the reader is Jaehyun's sister, fluff.

Falling in love with Jaehyun’s sister had never been part of Leehan’s plans. He knew it could be problematic, especially considering how protective Jaehyun was of you.

But one night, one conversation, one smile, and he couldn’t resist.

They started dating in secret, and for a few weeks, everything seemed perfect. You were funny, smart, and made his heart race in a way no one else could.

However, the feeling that something was wrong began to arise during a casual conversation.

— Bro, my sister’s been going out a lot lately. Do you know anything? — Myungjae asked casually, while they were playing video games.

Leehan almost lost control of the game but managed to cover it up.

— Hmm, I don’t know. She didn’t mention anything to me.

Jaehyun shrugged, unaware of the tension in Leehan’s response, but the phrase kept echoing in his mind.

If you hadn’t told him about them, was she really taking it seriously? Why hide something that, to him, was so special?

He realized, at that moment, that you had never mentioned anything to your brother.

After this, Leehan spent his days on an emotional rollercoaster.

With every message of yours, his heart raced faster; with every secret meeting, he felt more connected. But at the same time, there was a constant unease.

He didn’t know if he was being selfish by keeping it hidden, or if it was just fear of facing Jaehyun’s possible reaction.

Kim tried to push the thoughts away while hanging out with his friends, but Jaehyun's words from that afternoon kept echoing: "My sister’s been going out a lot lately..."

That night, lying in bed, he texted you:

— Do you think your brother knows anything?

You replied almost immediately:

— Of course not. He doesn’t suspect a thing.

The words should have reassured him, but instead, that bothered him more than he’d like to admit.

So instead of confronting you, he decided to take another route.

If you wanted to keep it a secret, he would make a point of testing the limits, getting closer to you in public and making it clear, through his actions, how much he liked you.

And the perfect opportunity came during the meeting Jaehyun had organized at his house.

As usual, the place was full of friends laughing, playing video games, and talking loudly. Leehan arrived determined to tease.

In the kitchen, he found you preparing drinks for the guests. You were so focused that you didn’t notice when he entered.

— Need help? — He asked, leaning against the counter beside you.

You turned around, surprised, but quickly masked it.

— No, I’ve got it under control.

He didn’t step back, on the contrary. He grabbed a glass from the tray, leaning in deliberately close to you.

— Are you sure? I don’t mind staying here... close to you.

You looked at him with an expression that was a mix of nervousness and amusement.

— Donghyun, go to the living room.

He laughed but didn’t move.

— What if I don’t want to?

You lightly pushed his shoulder, trying to move him away, but he just smiled, making it clear he wasn’t going to make it easy.

In the living room, he continued with the teasing.

When someone complimented the food you had made, he commented with a smile:

— She’s good at this. Always knows how to surprise us.

You, from the other side of the room, gave him a warning look, but he just raised his eyebrows, challenging you.

The peak came when Jaehyun suddenly asked:

— Ihan, you’ve been pretty excited lately. Got any news?

Kim gave an enigmatic smile, quickly glancing at you before answering:

— I think someone special has been making my days better.

The second he said that you froze in the place you were, feeling a few pairs of eyes turn toward you. The heat rushed to your face, and you tried to hide it by fiddling with your phone.

Meanwhile, Leehan seemed completely carefree, laughing with the others, as if nothing had happened.

You felt a mix of irritation and nervousness.

He was playing with fire, and you had no idea how to put the flames out.

Later, when you managed to get close to him discreetly, you whispered firmly:

— You’re crazy.

He gave you a provocative smile.

— Crazy for you, angel.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help a small smile from escaping.

.

When Jaehyun stepped out to take a call, you took the chance to pull him aside.

He was in the kitchen, helping himself to a piece of cake, when you appeared, visibly annoyed.

— What do you think you’re doing? — You asked, crossing your arms and staring at him.

He looked up, feigning innocence.

— Uh, talking to my friends ?

— Don’t play dumb, Kim Donghyun. You’ve been dropping hints all night! My brother was right there!

He gave a sly smile, leaning on the counter.

— So what? Why is that a problem?

You sighed, impatient.

— You know exactly why. Jaehyun can’t find out like this!

He raised an eyebrow.

— You mean... he can’t find out that you didn’t tell him?

You froze for a moment, surprised.

— How do you know I didn’t tell him?

— It wasn’t hard to figure out. — He shrugged. — If he knew, he wouldn’t have asked those questions.

You looked away, and he continued:

— Want to know the truth? This bothers me. I like you, a lot. But it seems like you’re trying to hide what we have.

You looked up at him, guilty.

— It’s not that...

— Then what is it? — He asked, his voice softer now.

You took a deep breath before answering:

— I like you, Leehan. A lot. But... Jaehyun’s always been so protective of me. I’m scared of how he’ll react, that he’ll make this a problem for you.

He took a step closer, holding your face with both hands.

— Listen, I don’t care what he says. I just need to know that you feel the same way about me.

You smiled, touching his hands.

— I do. So much. I promise I’ll tell him, I just need to find the right moment.

He sighed, relaxing.

— Alright. But you know, I’m not great with secrets.

You laughed, and he pulled you into a quick hug before you both returned to the living room.

.

Later when the meeting was over, the boys had to go back to the dormitory.

The boys' conversations and jokes continued on the way, but Donghyun, still thoughtful about everything that happened during the day, watched them from a little further away.

Jae, realizing his friend's condition, also decided to walk away with him, accompanying him in silence. However, not for long since even he couldn't handle the whole situation.

— Leehannie, you didn’t need to be dropping all those hints tonight.

The fake blond blinked, surprised.

— What?

Jaehyun laughed, shaking his head.

— Dude, do you think I’m stupid? Everyone already noticed. Even blind people can see how much you two like each other.

Leehan went silent for a moment, trying to process what he had just heard. He took the chance to tease him even more:

— I was just waiting for the moment you two would explode and confess everything at once.

Leehan let out a nervous laugh.

— So, you’re not mad?

Myung glanced at him sideways, as if sizing up a piece on a chessboard.

— Mad? Maybe a little. But I trust you. I wouldn’t have let it slide if I thought it was just a joke.

Leehan sighed, feeling relief wash over him.

— I would never do that to her, hyung.

Jaehyun nodded, then after a moment of silence, threw in another teasing remark:

— But, look, if you ever hurt her, you’d better change countries, because I’ll hunt you down.

The boys in front of them laughed, but Leehan knew the leader was serious.

[yuzuksi]

hi yall

[yuzuksi]

Rapper Boyfriend Texts pt2

rapper!mark × afab!reader (smau)

Summary : A hater makes mark want to stop making music and you help him

Warnings & Tags : Cursing, kinda angst

pt 1 : here

a/n: a bit shitty but i fw it

[yuzuksi]

୨⎯ "sleepyhead" ⎯୧ (kdh)

+:🍳:﹤content : 18+ mdni, sub!leehan x soft dom!reader, hand job, use of a vibrator, consensual somno, overstim, mention of subspace, use of petnames / wc : 1.6k, masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

leehan shivers when cold air hits his body. the warm barrier he’s built through the night dissipates as you pull the duvet off of him. goosebumps litter across the velvety texture of his skin, but he accepts that, seems to find comfort even in the cold. 

you climb over his body, hook the waistband of his boxers under your fingertips, and ever so slowly deprive him of those as well. it takes time and patience for you to guide the fabric down over his hips without causing him to stir, but this sweet boy deserves to be handled with care. he’s even colder now, goosebumps littering across the soft expanse of his thighs. his only form of communication is a quiet huff of breath that gets lost somewhere in the air, doesn’t quite reach your ears even in the otherwise still bedroom.

his eyelashes are fanning his cheeks and his lips are pink and parted when you look up at him. his breath settles once more, even and rhythmic, but you wait a few more seconds just to be sure he’s still asleep.

leehan’s never admitted how much he revels in being treated gently. punishment excites him, and he’s such a go-with-the-flow kind of person that he’s willing to take whatever you toss at him. still, you’ve seen the way he sighs and smiles when you reassure him how beautiful he is, how good he’s doing. even a reassuring phrase could relax him during a particularly harsh scene. when his eyes glaze over and unfocus, and his body stops fighting back, those are the only signs you need to be kinder, go slower. your relentless touches will become more gentle and considerate and leehan can work through the fog in his brain, can remember how to use his words again. in moments like that, even as you slowly work him through one more painful orgasm, he’s babbling about how much he loves you, how amazing you make him feel.

he has informed you how much he loves being woken up like this, startled out of slumber because you’re making him feel so good. the drowsiness clouds his mind and makes him more sensitive. he often feels like he’s wading through water, too weak to fight you off even if he wanted to. that’s exhilarating for the both of you. however, it’s almost too easy to send him into subspace that way, so you have to be mindful of that when you’re in control.

his member is resting against his stomach, unawakened and unbothered. you set his shorts in the hamper and grab the things you need–lube and the bullet you bought leehan as a joke–from the bedside table. you set them below the pillow, leveled with leehan’s rising and falling chest, then climb back over him. you sit back, trying not to put all of your weight on his thighs, but you end up doing so anyway. you pull the needed-items closer to yourself and pop the lid off of the lube. it’s cold when you spread it across your fingers. not wanting to make leehan even more miserable, you try to warm it up before touching him.

after a couple of minutes, you deem it room temperature at least. you use your clean hand to lift his member and wrap your lubed one around his base. he huffs again, louder this time, but doesn’t react otherwise. you stroke his member slowly with a loose grip, and his hips twitch. you stop when his eyelashes flutter, giving him time to settle back into the bed. when he does, you grab the lube again and squirt a little directly on his tip. you spread it around with your thumb, adding just a little bit of pressure, and the breath he pushes out is accompanied with the tiniest whimper. you go back to stroking his length, speeding up just a bit, until his hips try to lift up into the feeling.

when his length is hard and heavy in your hold, you reach for the vibrator. you rub a little bit of the mess on your palm around the toy, hoping to warm it up in the process, then press it against his tip. leehan seems to take a deep breath at the same time you do. you wait a few seconds just to be so sure that he’s still asleep. his breath is a little ragged, but he’s as calm as he can be otherwise, so you press the button to bring the bullet to life.

his reaction is immediate. he presses his hips into the mattress first, trying to get away from such intense and sudden stimulation. it doesn’t work, of course, and he ends up grinding into the feeling instead. you pretend to pull away, and he whines softly, hips chasing the vibrations. you’re less worried about waking him up now that you’ve actually got the vibrator on him. now, you’re more curious how much of this it would take to wake him up, so you turn up the setting. the toy gets louder as it vibrates faster, and leehan’s breath catches with another whimper. the rhythm he has as he fucks up against the toy falters, and his entire body trembles, and you know he’s waking up before his eyelashes even flutter open.

“g’morning, ihannie,” you say with a sweet tone. leehan tries to focus on you, but you rub the vibrator against him in tight, tiny circles, and his eyes unfocus again before they roll back. his quiet, whiny noises turn into loud, breathy gasps, and his eyes open again to look straight at you. 

“feeling okay?”

“hmn–” he tries, stops when you up the setting one more time. there’s precum drooling out of his slit, getting the toy dirty, and you lean down to blow cold air on his wet tip. 

he chokes on a whine and clutches his hands into his t-shirt to try to ground himself. then, he’s mumbling out half-spoken “please’s.” you hum in approval, and his hips jerk as sticky white splurts out of his cock. some of it lands on your chest. you turn the vibrator off and set it beside his stomach, which is quivering with his shaky breaths.

when his hips finally stop twitching, he releases his shirt and reaches for your hand instead. you indulge him, and use your free hand to wipe up the mess he made. you gather the cum on your chest with a finger, then tap the messy finger against his lips. it gets his lips dirty, but he opens his mouth almost immediately, swirls his tongue around it with cloudy eyes. you lean down to cup his cheeks and press your lips against his gently, and it’s not long before the kiss turns desperate. you swirl your tongue around his, tasting his mess yourself. when you pull away, leehan’s eyebrows are creased, and there’s a trail of string connecting the two of you. you planned to stop there, but he just looks so gorgeous under you that you kind of want to push him a little further. 

“got a color for me, pretty?”

leehan swallows after he realizes that you’re not done. he’s afraid, but he nods and reaches up to tap your wrist three times. you peck his face a few more times then sit up straight. his eyes move slowly as he watches you reach for the toy again, watches you press it against that sensitive spot on his shaft, right below his head. you hold the toy there and flick your eyes back up at his. you wait until he looks up at you as well, and hold eye contact with him as you turn the vibrator onto the lowest setting. 

“hah– mn, ff–” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to twitch out of your grasp.  

“good?” 

“go- s-so m-much–” his hands come to hold onto your shorts instead, fingers fidgeting against the fabric. you turn the setting up one. you don’t wanna hurt him, but you know he needs help getting another orgasm out so early in the morning.  

“it's okay, hannie. just one more for me, hm?” 

“o-one–” he stutters after you, fingers digging into your thighs as he tries to follow your lead. 

“mhm. gonna look so pretty cumming again, yeah?” 

“g-gonna look sso p-p– nng–” 

his eyes roll back again, mouth falling open with a silent moan. his face crumples in a way that makes you worried he’s in pain, but the thought dissipates when he’s cumming again. you remove the vibrator, turning it off and throwing it somewhere on the bed. you wrap your hand around him again to work him through it.

“yeah, just like that, hannie. did so good for me,” you whisper. there’s less cum this time. it dribbles out of his slit steadily, making a mess on your hand. he uses one of his hands to cover his mouth and muffle the high, whiny noises he probably finds embarrassing. 

he doesn’t say anything when his orgasm is over and your touch becomes too much. he looks at you with big, wet eyes and hopes you get the message. luckily for him, you’re always paying close attention. you pull your hand away from his cock and lick your fingers clean. his breath shudders as he watches you do so, fingers twitching against your thigh. you use your clean hand to trace circles up his abdomen and pull his hand away from his face so you can see it light up when you call him beautiful, stunning, your pretty boy.

he’s useless during the clean up, lying boneless against the sheets and twitching when you run a wet cloth across his sensitive areas. you discard the cloth and climb back into bed, and he’s pulling you into a tight, relentless hug the second he gets the chance. you sigh into the warm embrace and accept your fate. you assume you’ll be here for at least an hour, and it’s fair – surely good boys deserve cuddles, right?

✧･ﾟ: *

a/n : trying a new layout!! wanna condense the descriptions, what do you think? i hope you're well and drinking water 💓

[yuzuksi]

body on me — s.es

series ⭑.ᐟ [ kinktober masterlist ] content warning ⭑.ᐟ smut! minors dni!, bf!eunseok, fem!reader, pet names, slight body worship (m.), eunseok is described as beefy, oral (m.), unprotected SEX. word count⭑.ᐟ 1.8k+

a/n; self-indulgent body worship, don't ask

you ran your hands up and down eunseok's clothed chest, mesmerized with how much he managed to bulk up in a few weeks.

"like how it feels, princess?" he asks teasingly, taking one of your hands in his and pulling it towards his lips. eunseok placed kisses all over your hand, staring up at you with intensity, his round eyes pulling you in. you were sat on his lap, a stack of bandages wrapped around your other hand.

you could feel your breath hitching in your throat, body flushing up at the smallest amount of skin that was peeking out. you couldn't have imagined eunseok achieving his goal within a few months, his body feeling more sturdy against your comparatively soft hands.

it was a simple agreement, with you helping eunseok get in his choice of a costume, which just happens to require bandages— a lot of them. also, him being naked underneath.

eunseok had bragged that you'll be falling for him all over again once halloween rolls around, and you hated how he was right.

you frowned at eunseok, a small pout gracing your lips as he laughs at the complicated expression on your face. "should i undress or will you be doing that for me?" you hated how cocky he was getting, fully aware of the effect he had on you.

"i'll do it," you spoke with a huff, hands trembling miserably in spite of your fake irritation. you took his shirt off, eyes immediately glued on his arms. you always loved eunseok's tanned skin, the desire to sink your teeth into his skin has always been there but tonight you felt it even more, overwriting any semblance of self-control you had left.

you gasped softly, eyes tracing over his collarbone. you took in every curve and dip, mindlessly biting your bottom lip as you continued to admire him. you placed your hands on his arms, kneading his muscles with your palms.

eunseok couldn't be more satisfied, the smug smile on his face never once coming down as you admired the results of his hard work. there was always a part of him that strived for such a reaction from you, finding the way your mouth would drop open in surprise or how your eyes sparkled at the smallest peek of his skin adorable. admittedly, eunseok wasn't one to take his clothes off during intimate moments, only taking them off once you two were done to put it on you while you dozed off.

despite being together for quite some time, you were ashamed to admit that you've never really seen his body properly until tonight. you timidly glanced into his eyes, fingers ghosting over his defined collarbone, "is this all for me, seok? or is this all for your stupid mummy costume?"

eunseok couldn't help but laugh, cheeks turning pink as the sound of his laughter filled the room. he tilted his head back, smiling fondly as your lips grazed against each other's, "all for you, my love."

satisfied, you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning down to kiss him passionately. eunseok groaned against the kiss, brows furrowing as he pressed you down onto his lap. you felt warm and soft against his bare skin, his chest already turning red at the contact.

you pulled away, panting softly. you were in a daze, hands never stopping its exploration of eunseok's built body. "i need to feel your body on me, seok," you whined, leaning in to gently bite on his collarbone.

eunseok shivers at the bite, skin turning an adorable shade of pink once you let go. fascinated by his reaction, you scattered more kisses around his chest, gently pushing him down the bed. the bandages on your hand were soon forgotten, running both your hands across his chest and gently clawing down to his stomach.

"y/n," eunseok sighs, eyes closing contentedly as you caressed his muscles, "you like it that much?"

you stared into his eyes, your own sparkling as you nod eagerly. he chuckles, caressing your arms as you continued your exploration of his body. you leaned in to kiss his right chest and you could've sworn you felt his heart pounding against your lips. you gently licked his skin, smiling when he shuddered at the sensation. you sucked on a small spot just below his collarbone, biting more eagerly once you heard his quiet moans.

you could feel eunseok's bulge growing and pushing up against your thigh as you continued to trail kisses down his lean stomach. you gently grazed your teeth over his undefined abs, licking up a small strip over the lines. you made sure to place a small kiss on every skin, his muscles tensing up at the feeling of your soft lips.

eunseok threw his head back when you kissed his cock through his sweatpants, fists balling up in an effort to control himself. he looked back down at you through hooded eyes, cheeks bright pink.

you smiled at him, hands pulling his sweatpants teasingly slow. his cock bounced right up as soon as you pulled them down, chewing on your bottom lip as you stared at his impressive state. eunseok's tip was red, veins popping out angrily as it twitched at the feeling of your breath on his sensitive length.

"princess, be a good girl for me," it was almost like a breathless plea from eunseok. you give him a small nod, mouth hovering over his twitching cock. you licked up his shaft, tongue swirling over his red tip as you stare up at him. eunseok moaned, struggling to keep his eyes on you.

"i'll be good, promise," you rubbed your lips against his leaking tip, spreading his precum down his shaft, "just wanted to show how much i appreciate you, baby." he shuddered, clenching his jaw once you finally took him in your mouth.

a drawn out moan left his lips, face contorting in pleasure as you eagerly bobbed your head onto his cock. eunseok ran his hand through your messy hair, keeping rogue strands off of your face so he could keep on admiring you. "that's it, baby. that's my girl, doing so well," he coos, chest heaving as he watched your eyes well up with tears from his cock hitting the back of your throat.

eunseok gripped on the sheets by his sides, body starting to tense up as his orgasm approached. "baby, get up. ride me, now," he ordered shakily, biting down on his teeth at how quickly you pulled away. eunseok's cock was throbbing against the cold air, watching you get on top of him.

you hovered on top of his cock, lips all glossy from earlier. eunseok pulled you in his arms, hands needily gripping on your ass as he pressed kisses on your lips. "love you, baby. i love you so much," he whispered against the kiss, pushing you down onto his length without a warning. eunseok could've sworn that he almost came as soon as he entered, still feeling the rush from your earlier ministrations.

you cried out against his mouth, body trembling at the sudden stretch. eunseok continued to slowly move you up and down his length, breaking the kiss to leave his own marks on your neck.

eunseok groaned against your skin, sucking and biting down your throat. "fuck, i'd keep hitting the gym if i get to have this all the time, princess." you chuckled breathlessly, throwing your head back as he continued to leave marks all over your skin.

"you know you can get it anytime you want, baby," you murmured, looking back down into his eyes as you cup his face. eunseok smiled, turning his head slightly to brush his lips against your palm. he lifted your hips up before laying you down on the bed.

"i'll take your word for it," he teased, taking in your index finger in between his teeth as he thrusted deep and hard into your welcoming heat. eunseok panted softly, face contorting at your walls desperately swallowing him deeper. his pace was brutal, hips snapping against yours at an impossibly fast tempo. you could feel his tip pushing against your deepest walls, crying out at every thrust.

he leaned down, caging you in between his arms as he pressed kisses all over your flushed neck. you clenched down on his cock with every peck, spurring him on to keep going. you sobbed, scratching down his arms, the marks appearing almost immediately and leaving red lines against his skin.

"close?" eunseok asks breathily, hips starting to stutter as his release got closer. unable to utter a single cohesive thought, you nod dumbly. he chuckled, burying his face in the crook of your neck, "you just love getting fucked stupid, don't you?" his voice rumbled against your flushed skin, sending pleasurable shivers down your spine.

you whimpered, tangling your fingers through the ends of his hair and tugging on them. eunseok moaned in response, brows furrowing as he looked at the expression you were making. you were completely fucked out, your mind was a mess and your body felt way too sensitive— all you could think about was his cock hitting deep inside you as your own orgasm began to build up.

"can't talk back, princess?" he taunts, "feeling too good?" you nod absentmindedly, moans stringing out of your parted lips in a complete daze. "then cum for me." you shuddered, closing your eyes shut as your body tensed up in no time.

"fuck! eunseok!" you cried out, gripping tightly on his arms, your nails scraping and almost digging into his flesh. eunseok winced, stilling deep inside and rolling his hips against yours. you felt your orgasm hitting you hard in a split second, thighs trembling pathetically as your arousal pooled onto the sheets. you held onto eunseok for support, rolling your hips against his twitching cock to draw out both of your pleasure.

eunseok smirks in satisfaction, arm muscles bulging as he wrapped them around your waist, leaning forward to rest his face against your chest. he let out a contented sigh, body slowly starting to relax at your comforting scent.

the dim room went silent, save for your soft breathing and the smooching noises eunseok kept making as he kissed your shoulder in appreciation. you closed your eyes, basking in the warmth that surrounded you.

"we're late," you murmured tiredly when eunseok pulled out of your still fluttering heat. his face twitched sensitively, letting out a deep breath before laying down beside you.

"it's fine, i'm sure taro will understand." you turned your head towards him, your body getting pulled into his embrace. eunseok was still half naked, his flushed skin feeling warm against yours. your fingers traced over the scattered marks you left all over his chest, drawing lines over them.

you hummed, a small smile on your lips as you take your time to appreciate his muscular arms once more. eunseok chuckles tiredly, deciding to play along and flex his arms for you. your eyes went wide, surprised to see how defined they looked.

eunseok grins, rolling over to pin you down the mattress. "still wanna go?" he whispered, peppering kisses all over your neck.

"tell me you don't want to go to the party and i'm all yours tonight, baby," eunseok pleaded, huge eyes staring into yours as his cock stirred back into life, "i need to make sure i return the favor."

you reach down to grab his hardened length, giggling, "fuck the party, you look way better with your stupid costume off anyway."

[yuzuksi]

Rapper Boyfriend Texts

rapper!mark × afab!reader (smau)

Summary : Mark is your boyfriend and he makes music.

Warnings & Tags : Cursing, pet names, a bit suggestive 😈 mostly fluff

pt 2 : here

a/n: plans changed, i ended up making mark texts