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First Time
Ot7 x Reader
Summary: What the members would be like during their first time with their S/o
Warnings: +18 mdni, smut, swearing, mentions of oral, fingering
A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! I hope you like it!
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Jin:
I feel like the first time with him would be slightly planned, with flowers and candles waiting when you come home from a lovely date together. But you still make sure to let it happen naturally; if the vibes aren’t right, then he’d happily just kiss you and then call it a night.
If the vibes are right tho, he goes all out.
He can be quite intense at times, but he’d do his best during your first time together to still be gentle with you, with lots of kissing over every bit of your body that he can reach.
I think he would try to keep his own need in check at first, focusing on making sure that you’re completely relaxed and feeling as good as possible.
Once he’s actually inside you though, he would lose all of his composure, rocking into you at such a desperate pace that it takes your breath away.
Afterwards he would be extra soft, and probably a bit shy, hiding his face in your neck as you lay together talking.
Yoongi:
I see your first time together happening very naturally, whether it’s after a romantic date night or the result of a studio makeout session that escalated into you both grinding against each other for relief.
There’d definitely be some tongue technology™ happening. He seems very much to feed off others pleasure, so he would make sure you cum at least twice for each time he does.
Lowkey think he’d prefer you to be on top, especially for your first time together. He’d love being able to hold onto your hips while watching you with glazed over eyes as you find the rhythm and pace that has you both moaning.
Once you both get close to cumming tho, he’d take over a bit, gripping onto you tighter and thrusting up into you so hard that it sends you over the edge almost immediately.
Aftercare would be very soft and quiet, with him tending to you so gently and asking how you feel or if you need anything. He’s also definitely a cuddler, keeping you close for a long while after.
Hobi:
I see Hobi being very sweet and caring during your first time together.
Even though it was rather spur of the moment, he would still want to go slow and take his time with you, making sure that you were both fully comfortable with whatever is happening before things progress to the next level.
There would be a lot of experimenting with different things. He wants to learn every little thing that makes you feel the best and then push them that little bit further to make you see stars.
Despite the intensity of it all, I think he would still be quite playful and very ‘Hobi’ about the whole thing, both of you giggling and teasing each other even as you’re chasing after your highs.
I’ve said it before, but he’d be A+ with aftercare, making sure you’re clean and comfy before pulling you close again and telling you how much you mean to him.
Namjoon:
I see Joon going one of two ways during your first time together:
1. Super soft and tender with lots of soft touching and praise or…
2. Absolutely just fucking railing you after you both snap because you’re both just super desperate and can’t take the tension anymore.
Either way, he’d be super passionate, touching and kissing you with a bruising intensity.
I feel like he’d be very busy with his hands; one second they’re teasing over your chest, the next they’re slipping between your legs to tease and stretch you out for him(he’s very big on prep and foreplay, argue with the wall)
Once he’s actually inside of you, he’s a bit rougher, snapping his hips into yours hard and fast till you're both dizzy with pleasure.
Afterwards he would be super soft and gentle with you, making sure you have everything you need before you drift off to sleep in his arms.
Jimin:
Jimin would be very sweet and passionate, planning out a cozy evening in together, so that you could take your time together without feeling rushed and pressured.
It would start out innocent enough with just some soft, slow kisses, but his hands and lips have a habit of dancing around and making your head go fuzzy, and suddenly you’re straddling his lap and your top’s gone
I see him being a bit of a tease, wanting to see just how desperate and riled up he can make you for him before he finally sinks into you, teasing you with a hand between your legs while he leaves marks along your neck and chest, whispering tiny praises to you as he goes.
Once he finally feels you around him though, he turns almost as whiny and needy as he made you, thrusting deep and fast, desperately chasing your highs while still mumbling praises into your skin.
He would be so sweet with aftercare, not letting you lift a finger while he makes sure you’re clean and hydrated before cuddling up with you and talking til you both fall asleep.
Taehyung:
Tae would want your first time together to be very romantic, tho his perception of ‘romantic’ changes depending on the situation.
Like yes, obviously rose petals and candles are very romantic, but the idea of you both just getting completely lost in the moment and each other while you were supposed to be watching a movie or something is also very beautiful to him.
Either way, he would fucking worship you, tracing over every inch of your body with wide eyed reverence.
I also see him getting a bit carried away and cumming a little faster than he would’ve preferred, but neither of you would really mind, especially since he’s probably ready to go again almost immediately, lol.
He would be very clingy afterwards, holding you close or laying on your chest, tracing patterns on your skin as you talk until one or both of you fall asleep.
Jungkook:
I think the first time with Jk would be very spontaneous and playful.
I see it happening after you’re both just like hanging out at his place and what started out as just a few teasing kisses spiraled into you pressed into the sofa under him as he fumbles with the buttons on your top.
He’s very much a tease, toying with edges of clothing or just ghosting his hands over where you need him most, but his own eagerness and need would keep him from being too mean, giving in almost as soon as he feels how wet and needy you are for him.
He would be soo intense, but would still try to keep you both grounded in some way, holding your hands tightly in his as he pounds relentlessly into you.
Aftercare would be where more of his soft side would come back, holding you close while you both catch your breath and then helping you clean up and making sure you have water or snacks afterwards.
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😭😭😭😭😭😭 ugly crying because I love this man so much —this was beautiful…
MEANT TO BE - Yoongi, wc: 660, trust me on this one.
“Maybe we’re not meant for each other. Maybe in another life, but not in this one.”
Your smile was forced, fake, accommodating all the tears that slowly trickled down your face. The anguish of your words was masked with a false certainty that came from within your mind, far from your heart.
You felt trapped, cornered, immobilized by your false belief that you weren’t worthy of happiness, that you weren’t worthy of being loved. A huge storm flooded your heart, consuming your emotions in a sea of despair and pain, the impulsiveness of your words shaking your soul.
Why did you say that?
Why did you let such vile words slip from your lips, thirsting for pain, yearning for the hurt you would cause him?
Why did you allow yourself this vulnerability?
“Why?”
Yoongi’s question tore your heart, breaking your soul with the tremors in the syllable of the question, the pain trapped in its pronunciation.
He was about to cry.
“Why do you think that?”
It was difficult to understand Yoongi, his words coming out low to contain his pain, his timbre sounding rough from the heat that had formed so quickly in his throat.
“Can’t you see that I belong to you?” he looked at you, red eyes holding back tears, the glow in them threatening to fade if you walked out of his love. “Can’t you see that everything I got, everything I am!, is because you’re by my side? Can’t you see that?”
You were listening to Yoongi - his words, although strong and aggressive, sounded calm and precise, charged with the love that came from his soul, driven by the need to have you by his side. Yoongi spoke clearly, angered by your words, hurt by your thoughts, but determined, completely determined, to show you the reality, all the facts of your history.
“I love you. Now and then. Today and tomorrow. It doesn’t matter when, or where. I love you. Purely and simply. I don’t care about fates or gods. I don’t care if our history is written somewhere or if we’ve lived it in other lifetimes. What matters to me now is the present. And in the present I love you and I want to be with you. Don’t you understand that?”
A pause to take a deep breath, carefully, quickly. Yoongi tripped over his words to hold back his tears a little longer as he watched you break down a bit more in front of him - his statements sounded blunt when delivered in his typical calm, logical tone.
“How can you say we’re not meant to be together when I need you? How can you say such a thing when I know I could have it all, I could be anything, but I’d be nothing if I didn’t have you? Can’t you see? That we were meant to be together?”
But he couldn’t take it.
Yoongi approached you calmly, afraid to see you refuse his embrace, not knowing what reaction you would have. Yoongi held your hand gently, nervous about the outcome of this argument, unsure of what you were going to do next. Yoongi spoke softly again, confident in his feelings, secure in your actions.
“Our souls may not be made of the same dust. Our conscience may have been corrupted in other lives. But I’m sure, I know, that we were made for each other.”
Yoongi brought his forehead to yours, the first tears finally falling, easing some of the anguish that screamed inside him. His eyes closed, silence settling between you for the briefest of moments.
A moment of peace.
A moment of clarity.
Yoongi gently brushed his nose against yours with each murmured word of his, his soft lips passing gracefully over yours, like a ghost greeting you, as if wanting to remove all the malice spoken by you moments before, as if wanting to exchange it for the hope now given by him.
“I love you. For me, that’s enough. And for you?”
Oh I am so honoured! Thank you so much, love ✨🥰
─────── 𐙚˙⋆.˚ 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. ❞


revamping the old seungmin fic recs. since a lot of writers from my old post deactivated and i added new ones. be mindful of what you read and please reblog to share !! ( 𖹭 ) : personal favorites.

˖˙ ᰋ ── 18+ , fics below contains smut , mdni.
𖹭 run rabbit run. by @kwanisms ー 20.5k words, 18+nsfw ; seungmin is a vampire and has lived a very long life and seen many ages pass him by. he’s grown weary of immortality until he meets someone one random night who really puts things into perspective for him.
𖹭 is it over now? by @jeongin-lvr ー 2.2k words ; ex!seungmin, talk of past relationship, talks of arguing and slightly toxic relationship.
𖹭 midnight diner. by @hwan-g ー 8.2k words ; he’s seen a lot of shit in his line of work. but this—he couldn’t let this go. not when you were involved.
darling. by hwan-g — 8k words, 18+nsfw ; it hasn’t stopped raining for weeks. as you enter his life, as you walk out of it. he just needs one chance with you.
𖹭 your biggest fan. by @jeonginsleftcheek ー 9.8k words.
𖹭 hands. by @bbyquokka ー 0.7k words ; you're obsessed with seungmin’s hands and he knows it.
𖹭 what are you looking at? by @quokkawritesarchivee
𖹭 once is all it takes. by @skz317cb97 ー 5.2k words.
𖹭 marriage material. by @comet-falls ー 1.8k words.
thin walls. by comet-falls ー 4.4k words.
dirty. by comet-falls ー 2.9k words.
seungmin smut drabble. by comet-falls
𖹭 come over. by @multifandomfantasies
𖹭 seungmin drabble. by @luminois ー reader's first time, suggestive.
ditto. by @hwajin ー 1.7k words.
kisses with seungmin. by @tasteracha
shy boyfriend seungmin. by @dwaekkicidal
𖹭 thread. by @seospicybin ー 3.3k words ; the dinner with seungmin’s family going so well, until something bothered seungmin’s mind.
seungmin hard thought. by @ateracha
skz seungmin hard thoughts. by @astayinwonderland

˖˙ ᰋ ── 13-16+ , fics below contains pure fluff and angst.
𖹭 try and take me ft. han jisung by @latteseungs ー 5.6k words ; where han jisung is an annoying piece of shit for bothering you all the time when you’re trying to get a date with kim seungmin.
engagement ring. by @kim-seung-mo ー 1.4k words ; your childhood best friend and boyfriend since high school, kim seungmin, has finally decided to propose to you! but the proposal ring he bought…… seemed a bit too small?
𖹭 won't go home without you. by @gamerwoo ー 2.5k words ; “it’s not over tonight, just give me one more chance to make it right. i may not make it through the night. i won’t go home without you.”
𖹭 take a shot. by @starseungs ー 19.4k words ; it really shouldn’t take a genius to figure out that you and your co-star didn’t get along. you knew kim seungmin. you knew how life functioned despite the cameras. and you knew that it was harder to keep a good shot hidden than it was to delete a bad one.
𖹭 the subtle art of cliche confessions. by starseungs ー 2.5k words ; as aware as you were that life wasn’t like the fictional stories of romance that you enjoyed, a part of you still relished the thought of experiencing it for yourself.
𖹭 universe. by starseungs ー 2.5k words ; every day, he thanked the universe for placing you in his life. out of the millions of heavenly bodies in the vast sky, you outshone every single one in his eyes. he was waist deep in a slowly sinking phenomenon he could only describe as love.
of fishes and chocolate muffins. by starseungs ー 1.2k words ; working the morning shift at a cafe on weekdays isn't really the best, entertainment wise. still, eavesdropping on your customers wasn't something you did on a daily basis. it just so happened that two of your regulars had something in store for you today.
college!crush seungmin. by starseungs
𖹭 [9:01PM] by starseungs
# 001. by starseungs
19:46. by @portalhan ー 0.8k words ; your boyfriend seungmin takes it upon himself to make sure you've eaten, in spite of your insane workload.
battleground. by @hwangism143 ー 21k words ; you hated your co-president, kim seungmin. but, it's your last year of high school and prom planning is up to the two of you. you just expect getting work done and leaving school. what you don't expect however, is kim seungmin looking after you (considering you never do) and you coaxing him into being your prom date.
cresent. by @starlostastronaut ー 0.9k words ; night walk with your boyfriend in london.
ex!seungmin. by @soobnny
dating him. by soobnny
𖹭 cops and robbers. by soobnny
ー 3.8k words ; fuckboy kim seungmin takes interest in the quiet, photography major who lives just across his dorm.
𖹭 [10:50p.m.] kiss at the other’s place + out of love. by @scxrlettwxtches
[11:34PM] — light breeze. by @myjisung
𖹭 proofreader (bf) seungmin. by @neo-shitty
𖹭 married couple vibes. by @arafilez
seungmin as a boyfriend. by @blue-jisungs
a chance. by @seungly
after a day out. by seungly
one with the unrequited love. by @zoe8stay
heart burn. by zoe8stay
voice messages from seungmin. by zoe8stay
beyond love. by @milkybonya
library loser. by milkybonya
the five times seungmin shows you he loves you quietly. by @sadienita
but i love you. by @ppiri-bahng
when he’s in a bad mood all he needs is you. by @rachalixie
sleepy seungmin. by rachalixie
sip of chamomile tea. by @chachachannah
enemies to lovers with seungmin. by @hyunverse
i love the rain. by @seungfl0wer
sip of chamomile tea. by @chachachannah
enemies to lovers with seungmin. by @hyunverse
i love the rain. by @seungfl0wer

₍ ᐢ..ᐢ ₎ *; don’t forget to reblog and leave feedbacks for the writers !! will add more soon. enjoy reading folks !!
I just reread this after a long time and it made feel really warm and at peace 💗
I have a request but not sure if you are taking them. I just got out of a bad relationship with an ex who caused me trauma..(SA)
is it possible if you could write a comfort with possibly bang Chan or seungmin..?
Hello dearie,
Of course, I can write this. I am sorry you are going through this. I hope you like it. <3
"I’ll be here when you wake up…” | Bang Chan |
Bang Chan x g.n.reader
Genre: Comfort
Warnings: it is stated that the reader's ex treated them bad
When you didn’t answer your phone for the third time that day, Chan began to worry. It is unlike you because you always have something to tell your best friend. Time seemed to pass slower now. Chan counted down the seconds for the meeting to end, concern crowding his mind and spirit. Felix is the first one to notice something is off, and in their silent conversation which only involves looks, it’s clear how desperately he is to get out of there.
You sat in the corner of your living room, screening all calls and texts. The TV is just background noise as you try to block all the horrid memories of your ex. Your head just can’t understand how is it that you are now free. He was the one who kept saying you would be together forever, a forever you didn’t want but you couldn’t help but stay. Now he is gone.
A soft knock on the door makes you jump.
Shit. Is he here? Is he back?
“Hi little dove, it’s me. I– just got worried you were not answering. May I come in?” Chan’s soothing voice acts like the warmest blanket in the coldest weather.
You didn’t want him to see you like this. Have you cried in front of him before? Yes. But this is different. The feeling of your soul being completely tarnished is not something you want to put on Chan’s plate. He has enough things to worry about as it is.
“I’m coming in, okay?”
You hear the keypad and Chan stepping in, his steps are soft and premeditated like he is scared and unsure of what he might find.
“There you are,” he whispers. Chan doesn’t allow his heartbreak to reach his voice, but he can’t deny that seeing you like this is beyond painful. You are supposed to feel safe and happy. He made that promise long ago but that was before…well– your ex.
Chan closes the distance between you and kneels to be at eye level with you, but your eyes can’t look at him so you turn your face away. Sobs escape your lips, but you promise you won’t cry. Not again. You’ve cried enough. His hand touches your head, you can barely feel it, but it is there giving you some reassurance.
“He is gone, Channie,” you manage to say between cries and as you turn to him, Chan can see in your eyes there is something broken in you. Something he never noticed before but he wouldn’t dare to ask unless you want to talk about it.
So he nods and now you feel the entire weight of his hand on your head.
“I will start the shower for you, yeah? I’ll be right outside when you’re done.” Chan helps you up and by the time you are done crying in the shower, he has ordered food, cleaned the kitchen, and had your favourite show playing.
You silently sit with him on the couch as he eats your ice cream. He spoon-feeds you, your body now feeling tired and getting cosy beside him. As your eyelids close your lips curve into a smile. This is the first time in three days you’ve smiled.
“Thank you, Channie,” you whisper.
“Shhh, sleep, little dove. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be here when you wake up…”
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a/n: even though this is ✨fiction✨ I hope you all find comfort and reassurance during difficult times <3 my ask is always open.
sleepover

pairing: perverted bsf! wooyoung x fem! reader feat. a comatose mingi (he’s asleep on the bed lmao…or is he…)
summary: wooyoung is more than willing to hold you when you’re afraid during your horror movie marathon, and even more willing to help distract you like a good friend does.
wc: 1.4k
warnings: perverted dom! wooyoung, subby innocent! reader, bro is convincing and manipulative okay, cnc/dubcon-ish vibes (if that’s not your thing feel free to skip!!), coercion/corruption, exhibitionism (all of the following is done right next to mingi), brief kissing, groping, fingering, initial orgasm denial,, tit play + spit, rough unprotected sex, creampie, this is a wild one idkidkkkkk
a/n: wooyo has been haunting my brain lately so i had no choice but to write this >~< i hope you enjoy <33 alsoo i’ll be posting one more corruption themed fic very soon that feats frat boy san and minyunhwa~
song rec: if you think i’m pretty - artemas

“I told you not to put this movie on, Woo. It’s way too scary,” you complained whinily into your best friend’s shoulder, shielding your eyes from the suspenseful scene playing out on the laptop sitting on the edge of your bed.
“Mingi was the one who wanted to watch it, you know,” Wooyoung chided, causally wrapping his arm around your shoulders, rubbing your bare arm up and down in a comforting manner.
“Well, Mingi’s passed out.” Pouting, you pointed to your other friend that was curled up underneath the comforter beside you, his eyes shut. “He’s not even watching, so what’s the point?”
Wooyoung rolled his eyes. “Come on, Y/N. Don’t be a pussy.” His cold fingers made their way down to your waist to squeeze at it, making you jump from the sudden contact. “Oh, I see….Do you think the monster’s gonna get ya?”
“Shut up, Wooyoung!” you whisper-shouted, as to not wake up Mingi. You pushed on his chest, feeling his heart beat quickly against your hand. Was it racing like yours was? And, when did he get so close to you? His hand was already running up and down the bare skin of your thigh, causing your thin shorts to ride up more and more, but you didn’t have the nerve to confront him about it. Your pout grew. “I’m really scared, okay?”
“Oh, you poor baby,” Wooyoung cooed softly into your ear, his words laced with faux pity, his sharpened gaze focused solely on your blushing face. “Do you want me to help you, Y/N? Distract you from the scary movie?”
“Y-yes, please…”
You didn’t know what you were getting into, but you trusted that Wooyoung had your best interest in mind. It was then that he gently coaxed you further into his arms, lying comfortably against him as you faced the laptop screen once again. Goosebumps began to spread across your limbs from underneath the warm comforter, but it wasn’t from the frightening movie — it was from Wooyoung’s hand slipping underneath your shorts, his slender fingers rubbing at your pulsing cunt through your panties.
“W-Wooyoung…” you croaked weakly, your face and body growing so hot, you could pass out. Friends didn’t do this sort of thing, did they?
“Shhhh, baby, just look at the screen…yeah, just like that…” he sighed softly, his warm breath fanning over your neck, now concentrating on the way your tank top clung to your softness of your tits, how your nipples grew hard enough to poke through the thin material, groaning when he found your clit through your panties, rubbing at it in slow, small circles.
“B-but we’re friends, Woo…” You made a sad attempt at pushing his hand away, the moral debate you were having internally slowly fizzling away the longer Wooyoung touched you.
“Isn’t this what friends are for?” Wooyoung persisted, pulling your panties to the side just in time for his fingers to dip in between your soaked folds. “And, fuck, you’re so wet right now, Y/N. It feels good, doesn’t it? What’s so wrong with that, baby?”
“But, nnngh…Mingi’s right next to us…” You began to melt into Wooyoung’s arms and the soft mattress below you, unable to resist spreading your legs out for him, your thigh even resting against Mingi’s, not noticing when it shifted just as two of Wooyoung’s digits slipped inside you.
Licking at his lips, Wooyoung then pressed them onto your cheek, egging you on in a low voice, “Then, tell me to stop, baby.” He began to fuck his fingers into you at a fast pace, your walls clenching around them. “Right now. Say it.” Now, he was relentlessly rubbing his thumb into your clit with his free hand, still working your cunt, hooking his digits against the spot that made you spasm, your body growing warmer and heavier. When you pouted up at him and whined, he simply mirrored your helpless expression. “What’s the matter, baby? Hm?”
“Oh– fuck, right there…” you moaned out, not even attempting to look at the laptop screen in front of you, instead solely focused on your best friend beside you, so desperate to cum, you began to roll your hips down every time his fingers plunged into you.
“Yeah? You’re feeling really good now, aren’t you, Y/N? Now that you’re nice and full? Just look at you, baby…You can’t help but fuck yourself dumb on my fingers, huh?” Wooyoung looked like the monster from the movie now, eyes full of hunger, like he was ready to eat you up.
“Uh-huh, uh-huhhh…” Just as your sounds of pleasure began to crescendo, your mind growing cloudier by the second, pulling at the sheets below you because you were right there, Wooyoung ceased his movement completely, leaving you high and dry. “No, please, don’t stop, please…!”
Wooyoung gave you a look of indifference, much like a cat that suddenly wasn’t interested in playtime anymore. “Show me your tits. Maybe then I’ll make you cum.”
Desperate for your best friend’s attention and touch, you slowly rolled your tank top up until your tits spilled out, tears pricking at your eyes. How did you get here? Why did Wooyoung’s dark gaze outweigh the paralyzing shame you felt? Or is that what made you wet? The way you were slutting yourself out for your best friend while the other was sleeping right next to you? “Please make me cum, Y-Youngie…”
“Fuck, you’re so cute, come here.” Now, Wooyoung was on top of you, leaving as much as his saliva on your tits as possible, squeezing one when he was noisily sucking on the other, his dilated eyes never leaving your teary ones. “Can I fuck you, Y/N? I’ll make you cum, I promise…I need to be inside you, baby, please, you’re so fucking hot…” Desperate for release, Wooyoung lowered his sweatpants until his heavy cock dropped onto your bare cunt, rubbing himself along it, making your mind grow that much more empty. “Just the tip, okay? That’s okay, yeah?”
Before you knew it, you were nodding, and just like that, he was inside you, your best friend, using you like a cocksleeve. Wooyoung was ramming his cock into your cunt like he was trying to knock you up. “That’s a good slut, fuckkk, taking me so well,” You tried to moan, to speak, to say anything, but you couldn’t, not with the way his tongue suddenly went down your throat.
All you could do was cling onto Wooyoung, your nails digging into his skin when it felt like the tip of his cock was pounding into your cervix, almost growing dizzy. When you heard your best friend groaning about how he was about to fuck you full of his cum, you gasped, unable to talk, short, broken moans being punched out of you each time Wooyoung slammed himself into you, your thighs hooking around his waist once his hot load began to pour into you. It was then that you turned your head just in time to realize Mingi was watching you intently, his plush lips parted just enough to let drool slip past, catching onto the way that something was moving rapidly underneath the comforter somewhere near his abdomen.
“Told you she would put out, didn’t I, Min?” Wooyoung mused smugly, fucking you through the orgasm that tore through your used body, using your bruised hips like handlebars as he did so.
“You were so right, Woo, so, so right,” Mingi sighed out, tossing his head back into the pillow behind him, leaving a few watery cumshots on the inside of your comforter and his hand.
You didn’t know if you wanted to cry or to cum again, instead just trying to catch your breath, hiding your face underneath one of your wrists, at least until Wooyoung pulled it down and made you look at the both of them.
“You’ll let Mingi have a turn, won’t you, Y/N? It’s only fair, right?”
Mingi nodded in agreement, before leaning in, licking across his teeth. “Having my cock inside your little used cunt next will make another good ‘distraction’, don’t you think?”
Even though the credits were rolling on the laptop behind them, the monsters hadn’t left. They were right there in front of you, waiting for your permission to ravage you. You couldn’t help but nod. They were your best friends, after all.

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You were half awake when you felt San crawl out of bed. He always tried to be careful to not wake you, but you woke up the moment he left the bed anyways. You quickly fall back asleep, knowing he’s only leaving for the gym.
You awaken again when you feel your side of the bed dip and smell his aftershave. Opening your eyes to see San a few inches away, you blink at him.
“Good morning, pretty,” San smiles, dimple appearing. You reach up to gently poke it.
“Hi.” Your voice is heavy with sleep. “Are you leaving now?”
“Mhmm.” He hums, leaning down to kiss you. His lips taste like his toothpaste; the minty scent mixed in with his aftershave was heavenly and you wished you could breathe it in forever. “I’ll be back after lunch.”
San leans away, but you grab his arms and pull him back down. You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss the top of his hair, still damp from his shower. His strong arms squeeze your torso as he kisses you one last time.
“I gotta go, princess.” You can hear the pout in his voice as he pulls away. San lovingly pats your leg as you lift your arms out to stretch. “I’ll miss you every second.”
yall remember that post I made about joong enforcing eye contact
I'm gonna k word myself omg he's so hot
Skz fake texts ── bf! Seungmin Photo convos with your Menace beware, very delulu
Warning: mentions of suggestive, playful banter
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SKZ Seungmin hard thoughts
a/n: these are just thoughts— smutty ones
I planned to write this one way but then all hell broke lose… enjoy (;
+18 minors do not interact
- dirty!seungmin who likes having you lick his fingers when you are both cooking. you haven’t put much thought into it oh… but he has.
- dirty!seungmin who needs to focus on something else while you are so innocently sipping on your drink. what would the members think if they discover his already hard erection in his pants. you need to stop that right now or else…
- dirty!seungmin who gets turned on by looking at the aftermath of fucking you senseless last night… little marks on your neck and thighs turning a lovely shade of purple. you two should do it again.
- dirty!seungmin who needs his favourite cumdump to treat him nice and well after hours and hours of rehearsals… “…you are gonna cum already? get it together, cumdumps don’t cum before I do.”
- dirty!seungmin who asks you to not wear anything under that pretty dress of yours “oh I know it is a family dinner, but I know you my dirty little slut is ready to get fucked when I want” he slaps your ass
- dirty!seungmin who knows you still have the vibrator he put in earlier today, so no he tortures you with it. you look so exquisite trying not to cum in front of all these people. he hugs you to mask your unavoidable climax. his hand sweetly rub your shoulder “that’s my dirty girl,” he whispers. “keep the conversation going as long as you can, round 2 is coming, and so are you.”
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YUNHO at the 'Kwak Hyun Joo Collection' | Seoul Fashion Week 2025 SS
this is so deeply unserious but sometimes being ridiculous is good for the soul! i hope you enjoy this silly ass short.

“cock or dick?” you asked wooyoung whilst you both were in the kitchen. you were leaned against the island and he was preparing food for dinner.
he stopped chopping, “what?” he asked looking away from the cutting board at you.
“do you prefer calling it a cock or a dick?”
“you’re asking me what i prefer to call my penis?” he asked in disbelief and all you did was nod at him. “i don’t know i guess i haven’t really thought about it.”
“you usually say dick when we’re fucking,” you acknowledged. “like you’ll say ‘take this dick’ or something like ‘does my dick feel good?’ but you say cock too sometimes!”
wooyoung was dumbfounded. he laid the knife down on the cutting board and folded his arms over his chest.
you continued, “cock is such a harsh word. i don’t like it personally. but i like when you say it because with your accent it doesn’t sound as harsh. dick sounds better, more appealing, ya know?”
“why do you always have to be so weird, sweetheart?” wooyoung asked you with a laugh. “but i like calling it a dick more. like ‘come here and suck my dick’.”
his words made a shiver run down your spine. you almost hoped he didn’t notice the way you’d gotten quiet but of course he did. you’re his baby. so of course he took advantage. he walked closer to you and hooked his index finger beneath your chin.
“you’re shy now?” he asked you. he was staring at you so intensely that you had to look away but he used the hand that was already on your chin to turn your head back toward him. “you weren’t shy when you were using those words.”
“i was just curious,” you told him.
“well how about i put my dick in that pretty pussy so i can cure your curiosity?”
“if we ever made a porn video, what do you think the title would be?” you asked your unsuspecting boyfriend, seonghwa, while you both laid in bed.
the dark haired man stopped scrolling on his phone to look directly at you. the look he gave you was nothing short of shock and utter confusion.
“what’s your issue?” he asked
“answer my question first,” you pouted at him.
“do you just say whatever comes into that pretty little head of yours?” seonghwa asked before reaching his hand over to softly massage your scalp. although he already knew the answer was yes.
you ignored him, “i think it would be something like…” you trailed as you pondered and then the epiphany came. “hot ebony gets railed by big dicked asian man.”
seonghwa’s cheeks heated up in embarrassment at your filthy words even though you were the only two people in your shared bedroom. he’d be lying if he said those same words didn’t have his dick hardening in his pants though.
“or maybe it would even say like, ‘black girl gets creampied by a fat dick’!”
all the blood that should’ve been pumping to his brain was going straight to his dick. he bit his lip as he imagined putting you on all fours and fucking his cum into your pussy until neither of you could take anymore. so he decided to play along and indulge in your nonsense, just this once.
“maybe it would say, ‘pretty slut gets her holes filled’. or maybe ‘pretty slut gets fucked dumb’.”
“i think i like yours better,” you said with a nod.
“good,” seonghwa began. he leaned up to kiss you before whispering, “now i’m gonna do everything we talked about, would you like that?”
Head Empty, Mouth Full


☆Genre: smut 18+ MDNI
☆Pairing: soft bf!Yunho x needy gf!reader
☆Word Count: 1.9k
☆Warnings: pwp, oral (m receiving), praise, hair pulling, cock worship, just a sprinkle of deep throat, soft dom Yunho, cum eating, reader doesn’t orgasm (sorry) (let me know if I missed anything)
☆a/n: Short fic, I just can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to give Yunho head. Yunho makes me feral so I hope you enjoy this as much as I do ^_^
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You hummed softly at the feeling of Yunho‘s long fingers massaging your scalp. Your head rested on his thigh as he sat back against the headboard on your bed. You both enjoy each other's warmth as a movie played on the TV.
You felt so warm and so safe snuggled up in the covers and nuzzling into Yunho’s lap. Every now and then he would glance down, smiling softly at the sight of your comfortable position. Your hair was so soft, he liked to brush the strands out of your face so he could see your pretty beauty marks better.
“You’re so pretty,” he said in a low, gruff tone.
“You’re one to talk.”
Yunho chuckles at your reply, cupping your face to stroke your cheek. Yunho’s touch was so gentle, it made your heart swell. He felt so warm, and he smelled so nice. He just came out of the shower a few minutes ago, so you could faintly smell his body wash. It was a mix of musk and soft vanilla.
You nuzzled your face in his thigh, taking in his scent and holding him closer. You loved his smell, his touch, and his voice. You loved his long fingers that felt good when they ran in your hair, and you loved how they felt thrusting deep inside you.
Woah, where did that come from?
You try to shake those thoughts away. You and Yunho were having a wholesome time; let’s not ruin it with your degeneracy. Your eyes zeroed in on his crotch that was a mere inches away from your face.
Oh no… Why were you feeling horny all of a sudden?
You tried to ignore the small ache that began to grow in between your legs. You shifted around, legs entangling with Yunho’s under the covers. Yunho didn’t think of it much, assuming that you were just trying to get comfortable.
It wasn’t until he felt your hands slowly running up his thigh, gripping the fabric of his sweats, that made him put two and two together. He noticed the shift in your behavior, and a small smirk grew on his lips.
“Is my baby horny?”
You pressed your lips together, and you felt a blush creeping up on your cheeks. Of course, Yunho has always been observant; he can practically read you like a book. You didn’t know why you were feeling shy all of a sudden; it’s not like you both haven’t had sex many times before. You nod slowly, avoiding Yunho’s gaze.
“How did you know?” You ask softly.
“We’ve been dating for years; I can tell when my girlfriend is horny.”
You hear him chuckle darkly, the sound sending straight to your core. He runs his hands down under the cover to rub your arm in a soothing manner.
“What do you want to do about that, huh?”
Your eyes flickered back to the crotch of his sweats, your mouth starting to feel empty. You rolled over on your stomach, resting your weight on your elbows in front of you. You look up at a smirking Yunho.
He knew exactly what you wanted.
His hand cupped your jaw, thumb toying with your bottom lip, pulling it down just to let it snap back in place.
“Wanna suck my dick?” He says softly, his voice deep with desire, and you already started to feel hypnotized by it.
You nod your head, looking up at Yunho through your lashes. He tsked at you, shaking his head side to side before speaking.
“Use your words, baby.”
"Yes, I want to suck your dick.”
He smiled wide, pushing your hair out of your face and behind your ear.
“Go on then. You have my permission.”
Without a second thought, you pulled the waistband of Yunho’s sweats, pulling them under his balls and admiring his soft dick.
He watched in admiration as you took his length in your hand, slowly stroking it. It honestly didn’t take long for Yunho to start getting hard; the sight of you looking up at him with his dick in your hand alone was enough to cause a stir at his lower stomach.
You loved the feeling of Yunho slowly getting more aroused; you took his half-hard cock in your warm mouth. You loved it even more when you felt him grow bigger against your lips. He let out a small huff, never taking his eyes off you.
“That’s it, my good girl; get me hard.”
You moaned softly at his praise, encouraging you to bob your head slowly up and down his shaft. After you felt he was fully hard, you pulled off, collecting a wad of spit and letting it drip past your lips and down on his length. You use that as lubricant, stroking Yunho a little faster.
Yunho’s breath started to grow heavier, and his eyes glistened with desire and affection. You just looked so pretty between his legs. He continued to run his hands in your hair, wanting to keep touching you any way he could.
“You have the prettiest cock,” you whisper, placing a warm kiss on his tip while you looked up at him.
Yunho takes in a breath through his nose, your praise going straight to his dick. His eyes darkened a bit, watching the way your lips pressed against him.
You trailed kisses from his tip all the way down to the base of his shaft; you stuck your tongue out and licked a long strip back up to the top. Yunho let out a shaky breath as his fingers started to grip at the roots of your hair.
“You are so perfect like this.”
You whimper softly, licking his tip while you stroke the rest of his shaft.
“I love your dick Yunho,” you whine.
He moaned at your words, feeling himself throb. You take the head of his length in your mouth, sucking softly while your tongue dances around his slit. Yunho let out a quiet moan, brows furrowing as he spoke in a breathless tone.
“I love when you worship my cock.”
You couldn’t take much more; you needed Yunho to fill your mouth. You slid down, taking him deeper, which caused Yunho to gasp. He wasn’t expecting you to take him in all of a sudden, and he held your hair back to keep it out of your face.
“Fuuckk, there you go.” He breathed out.
You bobbed your head up and down slowly, closing your eyes to enjoy the feeling of his throbbing length sliding against your tongue. You let out moans, subconsciously rocking your hips back and forth with need.
You core ached desperately between your legs. You loved sucking Yunho off so much; it was so hot and intimate. You swear you can get close just by having his dick in your mouth.
“Mmm, you look so happy with my cock in your mouth,” he moaned, looking down at your blissed face.
You whimper at his words, your hand holding onto what you couldn’t reach. Yunho’s dick was long; you’re still training yourself to fully take him down your throat with ease.
You pull off to let yourself breathe, stroking him faster as you pant heavily. A string of saliva connected from your lips to his tip, and Yunho groaned at the sight. He reached down to wipe the drool off the side of your mouth.
You rested your head on his thigh while stroking his cock; he chucked at your behavior, petting your hair while he watched you endearingly. You started to feel yourself get more needy, but you didn’t want to stop pleasing Yunho. Not until he finished.
“My pretty girl just can’t get enough of my dick, huh?”
You whimpered, hiding your face in his lap. He gripped the roots of your hair, slowly lifting your head up to look at him. The action was both gentle and rough; it made your pussy throb.
“Answer me when I talk to you.”
“Yes! I love your dick. I can never get enough,” you moaned out.
You loved how Yunho can manage to be both soft and demanding. Hearing his dominant words while he spoke in a gentle tone made you feel dizzy. He groaned, enjoying the look on your face and the sound of your needy voice.
You take him back in your mouth, sucking while bobbing your head. This time Yunho helped guide you on his cock. He held onto your hair, pushing and pulling your head up and down. His moans grew louder, and so did yours.
You tried to keep your eyes on Yunho, wanting to see his expression, but your vision kept blurring. Tears spilled out of your eyes from how turned on you were, and Yunho smiled while wiping them away. The sounds of lewd slurping and low moans filled the room.
You wanted more; you needed more. You pulled off one last time, trying to even out your breath to prepare yourself for what you were going to do next. You saw the way Yunho twitched in your hand, his pretty cock glistening in the dim lighting as it shone with your saliva.
You kissed his tip one last time before taking him back in your mouth. This time, you steadied your head, taking in a breath through your nose, and let your jaw relax. Yunho watched you intently, curious about what you’re doing.
“What is it, ba-oh my god!”
You take Yunho deeper in your mouth, going all the way down till your nose nuzzled against his pelvis. Yunho let out a loud moan, throwing his head back and tightening his grip in your hair. The feeling of your throat constricting around his length was enough to make him feel closer to release.
“I’m gonna… I’m close.” He whined.
You moaned, pulling off just to do it again. This time Yunho held you down, panting heavily as he moaned your name beautifully. You gripped his sweats tightly, feeling dizzy and, oh, so aroused. You felt him uncontrollably buck his hips up, fucking your face and making you choke.
You choking is what pushed Yunho off the edge. And with one last whine from him, he came down your throat.
You pulled off slightly so his hot seed could cover your tongue. You moaned at the taste of him; you swear you almost came right then and there. Once you felt Yunho pull you off by your hair, you looked up at him holding his cum in your mouth.
Yunho panted heavily, head resting on the headboard after his intense orgasm. He looked down at you, cupping your cheek.
“Let me see,” he huffed.
You opened your mouth, showing off his semen on your tongue and making sure not to let it spill out. He smiled weakly, patting your cheek.
“Good girl, now swallow.”
You did just that, opening your mouth again to show him that you swallowed every last bit. He cupped your face with both his hands.
“You’re so good to me; come here, sweetheart.”
Your heart swelled with pride at his words, sitting up to straddle his lap. You felt him wrap his long arms around your waist as he placed a soft kiss on your lips. You hum in the kiss, smiling wide.
“I like being your good girl.” You say softly, causing Yunho to chuckle breathlessly.
“That was amazing, baby.”
You giggle, placing a kiss on his nose, making him scrunch it up adorably. You both sat there for a moment, feeling his soft touches on your body as he tried to soothe you. He rubbed your aching jaw, placing kisses down your neck.
“You really know how to make me feel good.”
“What can I say? It’s a gift.”
You both laughed softly; you felt his arms tighten his hold around you. He grabbed your chin to pull you in for another slow kiss.
“Now it’s my turn to make you cum.”
“Fuck, yes, please,” you groan.
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I never recovered from Felix hard thoughts.
Oooh you need more hard thoughts on Felix??? Was that the message? Don’t worry. I got you, hun.
Wanna call me cute again? | Lee Felix | +18 ~ MDNI
a/n: I see Felix wanting to be seen as hot and sexy rather than just cute… thoughts have been thought— also… this is pure ✨fiction✨ enjoy! ;)
“You wanna call me cute again?” his low-pitched voice acting like an aphrodisiac itself as he is buried so deep in you there is no way to think in anything other than him.
Felix’s hand reaches your cheek to lightly tap it. Your eyes finally open to look into his.
His blonde hair sticks to his forehead as he mercilessly pounds into you.
“Mmm— f-f-uck… Felix,” you mutter under your breath as your tits bounce, him fucking you so good you feel you are going to break.
Tears already threatening to roll down your cheeks while his cock drills into you like his life depends on it. He needs you to know how fucked up he is for you. Pleasure coursing through your entire body, his thick length bringing you to the peak of your sexual rapture.
“Wanna call me cute, baby?” his thumb presses on your clit now, fast circles making your heart pound so fast you scream his name again and again.
“Felix… you— youu— so good, so hot, so fucking hot!”
He adoringly smiles at your fucked out state. Yes, he is hot and fucking sexy just for you. All that flirting with the other is to get your attention. Flashing his abs? He just wants you to lick him up and down like a lollipop. Felix could catch on fire, fuelled in desire for you.
“I— cuming…fuck!” your body trembles under him. Legs shaking as he continues fucking you, triggering his own orgasm which hits him like a truck. Eyes rolled back and a high pitched cry.
“Where did my cute Lixxie go?” you ask breathlessly.
Felix pulls you into a kiss.
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Beer



Paring : Jungkook x fab reader.
Summary : Jungkook comforts you after a bad date and then...
Rating : Smut, I'm just obsessed with friends to lovers tropes I'm sorry! oral sex, fingering, sex. MDNI
You trudge home from yet another disastrous date, your mood sinking with every step. Your phone vibrates in your bag. Pulling it out, you see a text from your best friend
‘How’s the date going?’
‘Terrible. I cut it short. Heading home.’
‘Up for some company?’
‘Sure.’
‘Be there in twenty.’
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The knock at the door pulls you from your thoughts, and when you open it, your breath catches in your throat. Jungkook stands there, tall and impossibly handsome, his presence filling the doorway. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬
He’s golden and toned, his skin glowing under the soft light of the hallway. The hoops in his ears catch the light, a subtle glimmer accentuating his rugged allure. His muscles have clearly been honed by countless hours at the gym, and the sight of him makes a delicious frisson of pleasure race through you. You can’t help but feel your nipples tighten beneath your clothes, the reaction as immediate as it is unwelcome.
Why did you have to be so attracted to someone you couldn't have?
You swallow hard, forcing a smile as you look up at him. “Hi,” you say, opening the door wider to let him in.
His bunny grin is infectious, lighting up his face as he holds up a bag. His dark eyes gleam with mischief and warmth. “I brought supplies.”
“You’re too good to me,” you reply, your voice carrying a hint of genuine gratitude as you turn and head toward the kitchen.
Jungkook follows you, his footsteps light but purposeful. “I know,” he teases, his voice low and playful. “So, spill. How bad was it?” His brows furrow, a look of concern mingling with curiosity.
You let out a sigh, rolling your eyes as you set about rummaging in the fridge. “He was twenty minutes late, made all these suggestive comments, and then spent the rest of the time bragging about himself,” you reel off, frustration lacing your tone.
Jungkook’s expression sharpens as he leans against the kitchen counter, his gaze fixed on you. “What kind of comments?” he asks, his brow arched in genuine interest.
“That he liked my tits, asked if they were real, then invited me back to his place for some ‘fun’—all within ten minutes,” you recount, your voice dripping with disdain.
Jungkook’s eyes flick to your chest, then back to you with a mix of frustration and anger. He pushes his tongue into his cheek, cracking his knuckles with a determined glare.
“I’ll beat his ass,” he mutters under his breath. It’s true, you had a nice pair, but that asshole? He was just disgusting.
You laugh softly, placing a hand over his clenched fists and rubbing them soothingly. “I know you would,” you say, your voice warm with appreciation. “But he’s not worth it. I just pretended I was going to the bathroom and then snuck out.”
Jungkook scrunches his nose in disapproval, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Stop going on dates with losers. You need a real man.”
“I know,” you reply, tossing your hair over your shoulder with a playful chuckle. “Let me know if you find one who’s interested in me.”
As you waltz over to the cupboard, you reach up on tiptoes to grab some glasses. Jungkook’s eyes follow you, a soft murmur escaping his lips.
“I’m right here,” he says quietly, his tone almost teasing.
He leans casually against the kitchen counter, his gaze tracking up your body, lingering on the way your yoga pants cling to your curves in all the right places. His eyes soften into a bunny-like grin as you stretch, struggling to reach the glasses.
The sight of you, determined and a little bit adorable, makes his smile widen.
Cute
Pushing away from the counter, Jungkook strides over to you, his movements smooth and assured. He places his warm hand on your hip, the heat of his touch seeping through the thin fabric of your yoga pants.
“Here, let me,” he murmurs softly, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down your spine. He bends his head slightly, drawing in the faint, sweet scent of strawberries from your shampoo.
The warmth of his breath on your neck makes you stiffen, a jolt of surprise coursing through you.
You instinctively try to step aside, but he’s right there, a solid wall that traps you gently but firmly.
His thumb starts a lazy, soothing circle on your skin as he hands you the glasses, his touch causing goosebumps to erupt across your arms.
You close your eyes for a brief moment, savouring the unexpected tenderness, the way his touch sends ripples of sensation through you.
The simple act of handing over the glasses becomes something far more intimate, charged with a current you hadn’t anticipated.
“Thanks,” you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper as you turn back around, peeking up at him from under your lashes. You can feel his eyes on you, a heavy, lingering gaze that doesn’t waver.
Jungkook’s gaze meets yours, a simmering heat in his eyes that speaks volumes more than words ever could. He licks his lips slowly, he can't deny his attraction to you.
You were so fucking sexy. The blood begins to flow to his cock.
Feeling suddenly shy under Jungkook's intense stare, your heart rate leaps and your stomach flips. The silence stretches between you, thick and charged, neither of you finding the words to break it.
Jungkook clears his throat, his cheeks flushing slightly as he steps back, trying to regain his composure. Pull yourself together, Jungkook, he mentally chides himself.
Just as he’s about to fully recompose himself, your voice breaks through the tension.
“Hope you’re ready to take an ass whooping!” you call out, a playful challenge in your tone as you dart out of the kitchen to switch on the games console.
Your cheeks are flushed, a blend of embarrassment and excitement.
Jungkook’s grin widens as he follows you, his gaze lingering on your perky ass with a mix of admiration and amusement. “I think you mean, you’ll be the one taking the ass whooping,” he counters smoothly, his voice dripping with teasing confidence.
Images of him spanking it seven shades of red, fill his mind. He inwardly groans. He shouldn't be having those kind of thoughts about you, you were his friend.
He discreetly moves his semi-erection swallowing down his arousal, this would be a long evening.
******
Standing up, you stretch out your legs, the sting of defeat from the game still fresh. You head into the kitchen, seeking solace in a fresh beer from the fridge.
The cool metal feels satisfying against your palm, and you’re just about to take a long, refreshing sip when a large, tattooed hand abruptly snatches it from your grasp.
“Hey!” you exclaim, spinning around in surprise. Your scowl deepens as you see Jungkook, leaning casually against the counter, taking a hearty swig from the bottle.
His eyes sparkle with mischievous delight as he savours the beer, completely unfazed by your irritation.
That’s mine! Get your own!” you whine, trying to snatch the item from Jungkook’s grasp. He lifts it high above his head, knowing full well you’re too short to reach it.
He snickers at your futile attempts, his laughter light and teasing. He pats you on the head playfully. “Aww, so cute! Like a little hobbit,” he teases, his eyes dancing with mischief. You scowl at the nickname, knowing he’s fully aware of how much it annoys you.
His laughter turns into a grunt as you jab him in the stomach, but he doesn’t budge. Instead, he just laughs harder, lifting the item even higher.
“Give it back!” you growl, tugging at his arm with increasing frustration.
“Make me,” he taunts, wiggling his eyebrows in that annoyingly charming way. He knows exactly how to push your buttons. You huff, glaring at him as you yank at his arm.
“Ugh! You’re so annoying! Fine, keep it,” you finally concede, stepping back and leaning against the counter, your eyes still locked on him with irritation.
As you sulk, a new idea forms in your mind. A mischievous smirk curls on your lips as you call his name softly. When he looks up, you saunter over to him with deliberate grace.
Leaning in close, you press your body against his, the warmth of your skin against his making his breath hitch. You look up at him from beneath thick lashes, your proximity making his eyes widen slightly in confusion.
“What are you doing?” he asks, his voice low and uncertain. His throat bobs as he swallows, his body tensing as he braces for whatever comes next. You bite your lip, gently placing your hands on his waist, feeling his muscles shift beneath your touch.
“Jungkook…?” you whisper, drawing out his name with a hint of something that makes his breath catch.
“Hmmm?” His gaze drops to your mouth, his lips slightly parted as he inhales softly.
“There’s something I really want to do,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. Your eyes flick down to his lips and then back up to his, holding his gaze with a look that promises mischief.
His pupils dilate, locking onto yours with an intensity that makes the air between you crackle.
“Yeah?” he breathes shakily, his head tilting closer, drawn in by the magnetic pull of your closeness. His desire licking at him, his cock threatening to harden.
“Yeah…” you whisper, reaching up on your tiptoes, your mouth twitching at the corner in a playful smile.
Without warning, you wiggle your index fingers into his sides.
“Noooo!” he gasps, his eyes widening in surprise as he wriggles, trying to escape your relentless tickling.
Seizing the opportunity, you snatch the bottle from his grasp, bursting into laughter.
“MINE!” you shout triumphantly, spinning away to take a sip of your prize.
But Jungkook’s not done. His strong, muscled arms wrap around yours, his grip firm as he tries to wrestle the bottle back.
His muscles flex under the strain, and with a smooth, fluid motion, he flips you around so that you’re facing him.
“Oh, we’re playing dirty, are we?” he grins, his voice low and teasing, as he pulls you flush against his chest. His lips are tantalizingly close to yours, the heat between you palpable and charged with playful energy.
You feel his erection pressing against your stomach making you inhale softly. Your heart rate kicking up a heavy thud as arousal floods your core.
Two can play that game!” Jungkook laughs ignoring his straining cock as he kicks your legs from under you. Your eyes widen in shock as you lose your balance, your body toppling backward.
In a swift move, he snatches the beer from your hands. As you instinctively reach for him to steady yourself, he misjudges his own footing, and both of you end up crashing down together with a soft “Oof.” You land on the floor, him sprawled on top of you, the beer splashing out and soaking your top.
The bottle rolls away, its contents spreading across your chest, the cold liquid seeping through your shirt.
He pushes himself up on his arms, peering down at you with a mix of concern and amusement.
“Argh, it’s so cold! Kook, you got me so wet,” you yelp, trying to flap your shirt to keep the dampness at bay, but it’s a losing battle.
The chill of the liquid makes you shiver as it soaks through to your bra. Jungkook’s gaze drops to where your T-shirt clings to your chest, his eyes darkening with an intense heat. He licks his lips slowly, clearly affected by the sight.
“Is that all it took?” he murmurs, his voice dropping into a deep, sultry satoori that sends a thrill through you.
He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. “I’m sure I can do better than that,” he whispers, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, sending shivers cascading down your spine.
You tense at his words, your breath hitching as you become acutely aware of his body pressed against yours.
The warmth of his skin, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat—it all sends a surge of arousal through you.
“Oh yeah?” you breathe out, your voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and desire. Your heart pounds so loudly you’re certain he can hear it, the steady thud reverberating between you.
He dips his head, his lips brushing against your cheek, so close to your mouth that you can almost taste the heat of his breath. “Yeah,” he whispers, his voice a low, seductive murmur.
Then, almost as if in slow motion, he places a gentle kiss on your lips, lingering for just a heartbeat.
He pulls back slightly, his gaze locked on yours, his eyes searching for your reaction. The tension in the air is electric, his own heartbeat racing as he waits for your response.
A thrill runs through you under his intense gaze, the connection between you palpable and undeniable. With a quick, deliberate motion, you cup the back of his head, guiding him back to your lips.
The room is filled with the intoxicating sounds of slow, passionate kisses and soft, breathy moans.
You squirm beneath him, your legs parting to accommodate his body, letting him settle into the curve of your form. His erection is pressing hard against your core.
Unable to help control your reaction, you grind on it, creating a tantalising friction against your clit.
Breathing heavily, Jungkook pulls back just enough to catch his breath, his lips grazing your neck with a trail of soft, lingering kisses.
He inhales deeply, savouring the sweet, intoxicating scent of your skin, the warmth of you against him making his pulse quicken.
“I really want you,” he admits, his voice rough with desire, each word a raw confession.
“Then have me,” you whisper, your breath hot against his ear as you playfully nibble on his lobe. The intimate gesture sends a shiver down his spine, the heat between you almost palpable.
He sits up, his gaze traveling over your flushed, pink lips, your heavy-lidded eyes, and the rosy flush that lights up your cheeks.
The sight of you, so beautifully undone, makes his heart race even faster, his attraction to you more intense than ever.
Trailing a finger down your damp cleavage, his fingers play with the hem of your t-shirt.
"Let's take this off." . You sit up giving him a hand as he pulls it over your head. His lips recapture yours, moaning softly, as his hand reach reach around your back to unclasp your bra. Your breasts spilling free.
Leaning back, his heavy lidded gaze admires them, bottom lip rolling between his teeth. A warm hand cups and squeeze one before gently pushing you back on the floor.
Reaching over the for the remains in the bottle. He pours a little on to your chest.
You gasp wide eyed from the cold contact which turns to whimpers as his hot tongue laps it up.
"Mmmmmmm. Now that's how you drink a beer." He growls taking a pink nipple into his mouth.
Sucking and flicking his tongue over it pleasure floods your body setting in alight "Jungkook." your breathy voice comes out.
He slips a hand down into the waist band of your yoga pants "No panties? Fuck" he grits his teeth as he feels the smooth bareness of your mound.
Hand creeping further down, reaching your clit. He blows out a harsh breath he hadn't realised he was holding in.
Rubbing the nub in slow circles. He listens to the sexy little moans that fall out of your mouth. How many times had he imagined this moment?
His fingers trail further down, reaching your wetness. "You're so wet already, but I promised I'd make you wetter." He bites his lip smirking at you, his eyes hooded with desire.
His middle finger nudges as your entrance, sliding in. He groans at the way it tightens around his digit as your back arches in to him. He finger fucks you ruthelessly, sucking on your nipples.
Your breathing gets shakier. The pleasure rising within you.
"Nnnuuuuuuhhh.....Jungkook. That feels so good." You let out a breathy moan, gripping his bicep.
"Yeah? How about I add another finger? Stretch you out a bit more so you can fit my cock?" His jeans feel uncomfortable as his erection presses against the button of his jeans.
Gripping your yoga pants at the waistband, he pulls them down and over your feet, the cool air sending goosebumps all over your skin.
Your hand finds it's way to his thick bulge, and you palm it through the fabric, he groans at your touch.
'Mmmmmmmm' you reply enjoying the feel of him under your fingertips
"You want that? Want to feel my cock?" He smirks cockily.
"YES!" You gasp as he slides another finger in. Take these off so I can touch you!" You whine, complying he withdraws his fingers from you.
The air whips at your pussy making you feel so empty, as he withdraws his fingers, quickly discarding his clothes.
You bite your lip, eyes roaming over the defined lines of his muscular body. You knew he worked out, but seeing him like this, every inch of him on display, makes your breath catch. He looks like he was sculpted by the gods, all hard angles and raw strength.
A sudden wave of insecurity hits, and instinctively, you move to cover your soft curves, a flush creeping up your neck.
But before you can retreat into yourself, his warm hands gently grasp your wrists, pulling your arms away.
"Don’t," he murmurs, his voice low and tender. His gaze locks onto yours, sincere and full of something that makes your heart skip. "You’re beautiful. I love everything about you."
He kisses your lips deeply, leaving a trail of hot kisses over your skin and stomach, leading his down to your pussy.
His warm breath so close to your entrance makes wait in anticipation, and you crane you neck to get a better view. Making sure you met his eyes, he licks your entrance slowly and deliberately from bottom to top.
"Ugh fuck!"'you gasp clutching at his soft hair, pulling on his roots causing him to grunt, but he didn't stop you. In fact the slight pain was pleasurable for him.
"The times I've imagined this..." Another long, slow, agonising lick.
"You taste so good" he purrs his voice an octave lower than before, his mouth enveloped your clit, sucking and flicking his tongue over and over.
Sliding two fingers inside he curls them at an angle, that makes whimper with delight. Pumping and tapping them in a scissoring motion, he mercilessly sucks at your bundle of nerves.
"Jungkook" You gasp squirming, the pleasure building in you at an intense rate. His eyes flick to your face, seeing the tell-tale signs and hums in approval.
Hooking an arm over one leg, he holds you firmly in place to stop you moving, his bicep bulging.
Picking up the pace, he fingers fucks you furiously, his tongue darting back and forth over your clit.
The loud squelching noises indicate that you are close, your face flushed in a rosy glow.
Your breaths get shallower, and you tense your stomach as the coil begins to unfurl inside you.
"Oh god! I'm gonna cum." You gasp, the hot ball of pleasure that has you holding your breath for a second, erupts from you.
His mouth sucks on your clit helping you ride out the last moments of your orgasm.
Breathing hard and cheeks feeling warm you gently push his head away as sensitivity kicks in.
Evidence of you on his lips.
He wipes his mouth, grinning at your dazed state. You reach out stroking his clothed cock in your hand, eyes closing in pleasure.
"Please Kook....I need you inside me" you practically beg him. His eyes flicker open, locking onto yours with a heated intensity. With a slow, deliberate movement, he shifts and reclines back on the cool kitchen floor, never breaking eye contact.
"Come here and ride me then" he wiggles his eyebrows mischeviously.
A teasing smile plays on your lips as you straddled his hips. Fingers slid under the waistband of his boxers, the anticipation thrumming between you like a live wire. Slowly, deliberately, you peeled them down, your breath catching as every inch of him was revealed.
Your pulse quickened, a mix of awe and desire flooding your senses.
He was perfect—every part of him.
His cock was hard and swollen, pre -cum beading at the tip. You slide your hips forward, smearing your wetness along the base of his cock and against your folds.
Your breath hitches, your lips finding his in a kiss that’s slow and deep, tasting your essence on his tongue.
His arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer, breasts pushed against his chiselled chest.
Breaking from the kiss, you grind against him, your wetness lubricating his cock.
Your fingers wrap around his hardness, gripping firmly nudging it to your entrance.
Jungkook grips your hips, clenching his jaw, he pushes himself inside slowly, watching where his cock stretches you open. You both cry out when he bottoms out, clutching to each other tightly.
"Fuck! So tight!" he groans, kissing your breasts.
Leaning his head back against the tiles, he spanks your ass, the sound resonating around the room.
"Ride me baby girl" He says with a confident tilt of his lips, placing his hands behind his head, watching to see what you would do.
You slowly rotate your hips, grinding back and forth. His thickness rubbing against your spongey walls.
Watching your breasts jiggle as you move, he reaches out to palm them. Arching your back as you grind,small whimpers fall from you. "Oh fuck"
Using your fingers to circle your clit, pleasure builds up. You pick up the pace, "oh god I'm gonna cum" you gasp out.
Jungkook grips your hips tightly helping you keep momentum. Biting his lip, he watches you come undone, your walls contracting around him.
You slowly rotate your hips, grinding back and forth. His thickness rubbing against your spongey walls.
Watching your breasts jiggle as you move, he reaches out to palm them. Arching your back as you grind, small whimpers fall from you. "Oh fuck"
Using your fingers to circle your clit, pleasure builds up. You pick up the pace, "Oh god I'm gonna cum again" you gasp out.
Jungkook grips your hips tightly helping you keep momentum. Biting his lip, he watches you come undone, your walls contracting around him.
The pleasure coursing through his own body. Eyes closed, and a few short gasps, you cum all over his cock.
Opening your eyes you see him gazing at you. "So pretty" he murmurs stroking your flushed chest.
Moving from your knees, you plant both feet firmly on the ground. Slowly sliding yourself to his tip, hovering, teasing him with shallow thrusts, watching as his eyebrows pinch together with pleasure, before slamming yourself back down on his cock.
He grunts croakily, eyes wide as he watches you, you did that a few more times, the burn in your thighs growing.
Seeing that you needed some assistance, he brings his legs up, placing his feet on the floor, thrusting up in to you. "Fuck, Jungkook" a throaty moan escapes your lips..
The sound of skin slapping fills the room, your pussy squeezing him.
"You like that yeah?" He asks gritting his teeth, as he feels your nails digging in.
You can only manage a breathless nod, your entire body reacting to each powerful thrust, leaving you gasping for air.
Without warning, he shifts, flipping you onto your back, the world tilting as he takes control, his gaze locked on yours, burning with raw intensity.
He grabs your thighs, spreading them wider pounding into you like some primal animal.
"You feel so fucking good, it's better than I imagined" he almost whimpers eyes closing.
Beads of sweat form on his body, he abs rippling with the sheer intensity as he beings a steady rhythm. The sight mesmerised you.
"So deep, your cock feels so big" you whisper as each movement sends waves of pleasure through you. His cock reacts to your words, twitching while inside of you, and his balls feel tight.
He rests his forearms next to your head, slowing his thrusts down as so he can kiss you deeply.
Raking your nails down his back, you tilt your hips up to meet his with each thrust. Earning him needy moans as his tip hits your spongy walls over and over.
"Don't stop Kook....please... don't stop...." you whimper.
"Gonna cum on my cock again?" He grunts as he feels you clench around him, he wouldn't be too far behind himself.
"Yes, so close!"
"Then cum for me Y/N" Jungkook begins moving at an incredible speed, slamming his cock into you over and over. Feral grunts escape his lips as he too chases his own high.
Gripping his ass, the familiar feeling of warm tightness coiling low in your belly rises, until it bursts from you. Crying out his name, your pussy contracts around him, sending him over the edge.
Eyes squeezed shut, his own body trembling as he cums. Guttural moans spill out, dropping his head onto your shoulder as you hold on to each other, completely exhausted and sweaty.
His breath mingles with yours as the room falls into a hush. He pulls back just enough to meet your gaze.
“Wow,” he murmurs, a lazy grin spreading across his face.
The words are barely a whisper, like he’s speaking to himself, still lost in the moment.
Then, without breaking eye contact, he leans in, brushing his lips softly against yours, the kiss lingering with a sweetness that makes your heart stutter.
“Wow,” you whisper, a mix of awe and uncertainty threading through your voice.
The weight of the moment crashes over you, and suddenly, you feel exposed, raw.
You sit up, instinctively wrapping your arms around yourself to cover your body. “What happens now?”
He reaches out, his touch firm yet tender as he gently pulls your arms away. “Hey,” he murmurs, drawing you into his embrace.
His lips brush against your temple, a soft, reassuring kiss that sends warmth flooding through you. “We figure it out together." He looks around the kitchen laughing. "But maybe we take it to some place more comfortable yeah?"
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Wanna call me cute again? | Lee Felix | +18 ~ MDNI
a/n: I see Felix wanting to be seen as hot and sexy rather than just cute… thoughts have been thought— also… this is pure ✨fiction✨ enjoy! ;)
“You wanna call me cute again?” his low-pitched voice acting like an aphrodisiac itself as he is buried so deep in you there is no way to think in anything other than him.
Felix’s hand reaches your cheek to lightly tap it. Your eyes finally open to look into his.
His blonde hair sticks to his forehead as he mercilessly pounds into you.
“Mmm— f-f-uck… Felix,” you mutter under your breath as your tits bounce, him fucking you so good you feel you are going to break.
Tears already threatening to roll down your cheeks while his cock drills into you like his life depends on it. He needs you to know how fucked up he is for you. Pleasure coursing through your entire body, his thick length bringing you to the peak of your sexual rapture.
“Wanna call me cute, baby?” his thumb presses on your clit now, fast circles making your heart pound so fast you scream his name again and again.
“Felix… you— youu— so good, so hot, so fucking hot!”
He adoringly smiles at your fucked out state. Yes, he is hot and fucking sexy just for you. All that flirting with the other is to get your attention. Flashing his abs? He just wants you to lick him up and down like a lollipop. Felix could catch on fire, fuelled in desire for you.
“I— cuming…fuck!” your body trembles under him. Legs shaking as he continues fucking you, triggering his own orgasm which hits him like a truck. Eyes rolled back and a high pitched cry.
“Where did my cute Lixxie go?” you ask breathlessly.
Felix pulls you into a kiss.
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"I wanted to write this for a loooong time. Soooo maknae line?" (from "Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ hyung line" post)
YES pleaseee🧎♂️
Those scenarios were both comforting and really suggestive, just the right amount of both worlds and I loved it so much.
Take your time though, write the maknae line whenever you want. No pressure
Ateez seeing you naked for the first time ~ maknae line
pairings: ateez maknae line x gn!reader
warnings: very suggestive content
+18 MINORS DNI
San
he kisses you in a way that is hypnotic. slow yet urgent. sweet yet passionate. time with you doesn’t exist, he is convinced you were made for him, and what a heaven-sent present it is to have you all. every single part of you… his. san can’t recall the last time he was this excited, his heart pounds so hard in his chest. your touch is enough to make him crazy, but looking at you bare, vulnerable? he would kill and die for you if he had to. is this a dream? if so, he wants to keep on dreaming of you forever.
“Baby, you sure you wanna do this? Oh… very well then. Put your hands over your head for me. Don’t move. I’m gonna show you how much I want you.”
Mingi
his voice gets very deep and he can’t help but bite his bottom lip thinking about how all his secret fantasies are coming true. the fact that you are right there, under him, your eyes so sparkly waiting for him to do the next move. he takes a moment to scan your body, fingers softly caressing your skin. every curve of your body is studies thoroughly by him because mingi will make this is the first time of many to come.
“Look at me. Now, don’t be shy… you are precious. Ahhh that’s it, look at you, baby. I’ve wanted this since the first moment I saw you. Perfect, you are perfect.”
Wooyoung
he always knew his charisma would get him far, but never thought that it would allow him to share your bed. the way your little kisses spark the dirtiest thoughts in him is insane. you are so delicate and soft, he wants to ruin you. wooyoung tastes your sweet-salty skin. he finds your adorable weak spot behind your ear. he wants you to trust him, just as he trusts you, because he doesn’t plan to let you go.
“Everything about you drives me insane. You doing this on purpose? Let me hear you, beautiful. Am I making you feel good? Yeah? Mmmmm… that’s nice, isn’t it?
Jongho
he is the one that with your permission would take off your clothes, taking his time, admiring your beautiful physique underneath. with every move of his hands, his breath hitches a little, a silly sign of nervousness that you don’t notice. he asks you to help him get undressed as well, never taking his eyes off you. he grabs your face so softly and pulls you towards him, planting a firm kiss on your lips. this is one of the most special nights he has shared with you.
“May I take this off? Let me take care of you. Your lips are so soft, you are magnificent. Come here… Sit on my lap. Tonight is just you and me, ok?”
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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨
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Hot Summer Night | Song Mingi



pairing: mingi x f.reader
summary: mingi tries to think of you as his very good friend, but he can't deny how he truly feels about you
word count: 1.5k
+18 Minors DNI
warnings: fingering (f. receiving), female orgasm, mingi and reader are in a pool, suggestive thoughts and talk -- lmk if I forgot anything
Song Mingi has his eyes on you. He can’t really understand what happened. You are his good friend, that he knows, but in this particular night he wishes you were something more. You were going to be late to the party, something about school came up and you had to tend to that before showing up. Classic you. Such a good student, so responsible, so honest, so…pure.
It is a hot summer night, and your group of friends was invited to the pool party. The full moon is high in the sky, and the few guests are already drunk, eating, or very into that one rom-com San is making everyone watch. Mingi watches you say hello and slowly scans the room. Could you possibly be looking for him? He takes another sip of his drink, half of his body in the pool, perfect to cool off his steamy thoughts.
The only person accompanying him is Yeosang, the voice of reason. He sits comfortably on a beach chair as he watches Mingi follow you with his eyes like a predator. You can’t see him but he can see you through the glass doors.
“You should just tell her you know… how you feel…” Yeosang interrupts Mingi’s thoughts.
“No, it’s not like that. She just looks different today.”
“You do this every single time you have to admit you like her,” Yeosang chuckles.
Mingi rolls his eyes, he hates that Yeosang is right. The first time Mingi realised he liked you was last year when you were stressed about your finals and he agreed to help you study. He stayed up with you all night and when you accidentally fell asleep writing notes, he stayed up and finished the notes for you. Minig’s heart swelled every time he looked at you peacefully asleep. How could he disturb your angelic being?
After that, he tried to repress it as much as he could. You went out on a date? Mingi would provide encouraging words and wish you luck, however, he would secretly rejoice when things didn’t go as planned. What kind of friend does that?
Your eyes meet with his and you smile. Mingi feels he has been caught, but now you’re making your way outside. You move the sliding doors and step into the backyard, wearing your bathing suit and a translucent robe over it.
“Hey, Yeosang, is this man bothering you?” you joke.
“Not at all,” Yeosang stands to hug you.
Mingi is speechless. A million thoughts go through his brain and he can only smile at you awkwardly.
“I'll leave the two of you alone… I bet you have lots to talk about.” Without looking back, Yeosang returns to the house, ensuring he has closed the blinds behind the glass door.
“What did I miss?” you casually say, sitting at the pool edge while your legs enter the refreshing water.
“Nothing. Yeosang is just messing around,” Mingi tries to put some distance between the two of you, but you just scoot further down to look at him.
“Hey what’s up?” you tease, ruffling his hair.
“Not much… How was school?” a sweet smile. He was trying so hard not to give in, so hard not to jump out of that pool and kiss you.
“Ughhh… so tiring. I only gathered the energy to come because you told me you were here. I really need to relax,” you lean a little bit closer. “Tell me, big boy, does anything come to mind?”
Mingi swallows hard. Is this really happening?
“Uh… the pool is quite nice, actually,” he says, so you take your robe off and get in.
The water feels amazing, it’s true, but Mingi’s flushed cheeks and shocked face are even more impressive. You swim around a little, enjoying the cool sensation of the water on your skin. The little hairs on your back stand when the wind hits you. Mingi watches you and before his cock can catch up with his thoughts, he decides to move and play along. The two of you make an unspoken deal and decide to race each other. Mingi is fast, you can barely keep up with him, but somehow you beat him.
“Two out of three? The loser has to do what the winner says,” you reply breathlessly.
“Deal,” and so Mingi is back to himself. These are the interactions he is used to… friendly ones.
And so he picks up his pace in this second round. His long arms and legs helped him move effortlessly. Water splashed here and there, leaving you significantly behind. You are too late to hit the other side of the pool.
“Nice try,” he laughs.
You simply nod, because you know that cockiness is about to get erased from his face.
This time you inhale deeply. You make sure to focus when you take the impulse to swim, every muscle of your body giving all it has. You swim, fast and hard. As you bring your face out to get air you see Mingi had stopped swimming. You immediately stop.
“Hey! You okay? Mingi?”
“You win,” he says, his eyes searching for yours.
“What? Why? Not yet.”
“You win…” he moves and walks slowly towards you. “What would you want me to do?”
“Hug me?”
Mingi goes straight to your hips and not only hugs you but lifts you with him. With the water creating resistance, he spins you around, bringing laughter into the scene. Vibrations of his deep laugh tickled your belly and to be honest, further down south of your body. When he is about to put you down you wrap your legs around him.
“Is it okay if I do this?”
His eyebrows raise, his cheeks turn a lovely pink shade and you can’t help but wonder how pretty he would look under you.
“Yes…” he whispers. “Is it okay if I–”
His lips hover over yours, almost touching. He needs you to say it or else he will never believe it. Blood already coursing so fiercely on his erection.
“Kiss me.”
Your lips meet. He kisses you softly, slowly, taking in every little whimper you let out when your tongues meet. Mingi feels the heavens are rewarding him for some great deed he accomplished in a past life. Your hands go to his hair and you pull him even closer to you, as if that were possible. You feel the urge to be consumed by him, to be his. You kiss him as if his lips were covered in honey. He is sweet, he is addictive.
“Mmmm… wanna make you feel good,” he murmurs against your mouth.
“Please do…”
Mingi knows what his priorities are, and that is your pleasure over his own.
He puts you back in the pool and corners you, shielding your whole body in his in case someone decides to come out through the glass doors.
His hands palm your throbbing cunt, only the thin layer of your swimsuit forbids direct contact. You kiss him, but this time it’s different. This time, you are hungry for him, for his touch, for his lips, for his deep voice telling you he wants you. Mingi pushes the fabric covering your wanting pussy, rubbing his fingers up and down your slit. The cold water makes you shiver as you continue kissing him, moaning for him. Your lips reach his neck, and you bite. Hard enough to leave a red mark.
“Shit… I didn’t know this side of you,” and one of his fingers enters you. His thumb circles your clit as the cold water mixes with the sensation of his warm mouth once again on yours. Your hands now make their way to your breasts, playing with them. Nipples already hard from your arousal, you pinch them as Mingi adds a second finger into you. The pressure of the water heightens the sensation of ascending to the highest levels of pleasure you’ve ever known. With a flick of his wrist, he manages to angle his finger higher up your soaking cunt.
“Aaaahhh… ffff-ffffuuuck,” and you try to keep quiet by biting your bottom lip but it’s too late.
Broken moans leave your precious lips as Mingi kisses them and bites them. He tries to swallow every single moan until your body starts to tremble and your pussy clenches his fingers.
“Cum… cum,” he whispers.
And with one last thrust of his fingers, the knot in your stomach snaps, making your head lighter than air and your legs weak.
“Fuck.. Mingi,” is all you can say, and he catches you before you slip completely onto the water.
Mingi holds you with a smile on his face until your breathing comes back to normal.
“I’m that good, huh?”
“Shut up,” you smile. “I want to return the favour…”
“Hey! Are you two done? You better clean up that pool!” Wooyoung yells, his face barely peaking through the glass door.
You laugh embarrassed, hiding your face on Mingi’s chest.
“We’ll be out in a second!” Mingi yells back.
He cups your face in his hands and kisses your forehead.
“How about we continue the party at my place?”
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a/n: This is pure ✨fiction✨
I uploaded this like a year ago and then it was taken down... idk. I hope you enjoy this. It is always fun to write about Mingi. Comment or dm me if you want to be included in the Ateez taglist.
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