BOYFRIEND HYUNJIN WHO...

황현진 BOYFRIEND HYUNJIN WHO...

bf! hyunjin who likes to squish your face and take pictures of you, so he can blackmail you by threatening to send them to everyone unless you give him a kiss.

bf! hyunjin who spams your instagram comment section whenever you post. "woah do you have a bf?" "all mine 😘"

bf! hyunjin who likes to copy your outfits and act like they're all his ideas

bf! hyunjin who makes spotify playlists to romanticize every moment he spends with you, whether its a road trip compilation or a midnight baking mix

bf! hyunjin who likes to send you red roses when he's far from home and adds fancy little handwritten notes for you to find

bf! hyunjin who brags about you to his friends and feels more proud than jealous when other boys admire you.

bf! hyunjin who changes your lock screen to a selfie of him when you're not looking, so you'll have a constant reminder of him

bf! hyunjin who complains about you stealing his sweatshirts but secretly loves to see you in his clothing

bf! hyunjin who sends you real love letters written on paper, instead of just text messages or emails

bf! hyunjin who pulls you outside so you can slow dance in the pouring rain

bf! hyunjin who likes to sketch you in his notebook whenever you aren't looking; when you're cooking, sleeping, or tapping away on your computer

bf! hyunjin who lets you try out new hairstyles on him and loves to post selfies of him all dolled-up, even if he has sparkly pink bows in his hair

bf! hyunjin who buys your perfume and sprays it on his pillow when you're not with him and he misses you

bf! hyunjin who buys a ring only a few months into dating and hides it in his closet for when he thinks you're ready, because that's just how much he loves you.

“You taste like candy, kitten.”

Summary: Hyunjin and Felix asked if you wanted to go shopping with them and to meet them at Hyunjin's apartment.

Word Count: ~2K

Warning: Kissing, grinding, dirty words, swearing, suggestive things

Comment: Came to me while I was at work today and just had to write it all down really quick. Feel free to comment or reblog! Love all feedback! ♥️

You hadn't seen your friends in a couple weeks due to their busy schedule, so you were super excited to get to go shopping and just wander with them.

When you arrived to 3Racha's, plus Hyunjin's, apartment, you knocked on the door nice and loud to make sure you were heard over whatever music or videos they had playing inside. You were answered with silence, so you gave it another try and yelled "Come on!" to hopefully gain someone's attention.

The door cracked open to a sleepy Quokka, who had not expected to see you. "Y/n! What a pleasant surprise, unlike my other one." As he waved you in and gave you a quick bear hug, you looked for what surprise he was talking about. Oh, Minho.

He was sitting on a chair in the living area scrolling his phone. He looked up, waved, and went right back to whatever had his attention. "Lovely seeing you too, Min." You scoffed at his dismissive attitude as you took off your shoes to walk further in.

"He wanted to get food, but I wasn't awake, so he threw a piece of meat on me from the fridge. Feel free to annoy him while I take a shower." The man walked away from you with nothing else spoken, so you sauntered over to the obscenely evil man to distract yourself.

“Where are the fashion twins?” You casually asked Minho while continued munching on the bag of candy he had sitting on his lap.

He didn’t even look up as he responded, “Still at the studio last I knew.”

“This early?”

“Yup. You know all of our sleep schedules are fucked up.” He replied, still not looking away from his phone.

You pulled out your own to kill time, but the sound of his hand rummaging through that plastic bag was so distracting.

Oh? They’re your favorite flavor of gummies. Would the Captain of Sarcasm and Master of the Tsundere share his goodies with you? It depends on his mood this morning, you decide, and give it a go.

“Could I have one?” You ask as sweetly as you could muster; hoping to win him over in any way possible.

Min places the treat he had just grabbed between his teeth to prevent him talking with his mouth full. One hand holding his phone still, his other reached into the baggie and dug for one for you. He pulled it by the bottom and flipped it.

As he shook it, he also shook his head and threw the empty bag at you. “Sorry doll,” he answered firmly without moving his teeth, “this is the last one. If you want it you’ll have to come grab it.” He smirked to the best of his abilities at your surprised expression.

Knowing the games this man plays, you didn’t wait before you were leaning over him in his relaxed position and face to face with him. As his expression morphed into shock at the bravery of your actions, you touched his nose with your own and picked the gummy out of your teeth.

“You should know by now that these are my favorite.” You munched on it happily, letting a quiet moan escape your lips, still a few inches from his face as you savored the taste, “Totally worth it.”

Before you could register anything, Minho had grabbed the back of your neck and pulled your lips to his own. You placed your hands on the back of the chair on either side to prevent yourself from falling into the man, but he wasn’t really thinking about that as he started moving your lips against yours.

Instinct kicked in and you were kissing him back. His mouth was already open and letting out heavy breaths and you both started swapping spit. His tongue stole some of the gummy off your tongue and you huffed at the action.

“Min!”

“You taste like candy, kitten.” He murmured as he licked his lips and swallowed the piece he had taken back.

“You think I do? You should taste yourself.”

He laughed quickly under his breath, “That sounds very dirty, babe. I’d rather taste you...” And he’s quickly pulling your torso to his own. You straddle his man-spreading thighs and rest your crotch on his own. The thin joggers you wore did little to hide the feeling of his jeans.

Next thing you knew, your pelvis was actively grinding down on him, wanting to feel how good you’re making him feel. He groans at the motions and takes your face back to his. The sloppy kisses are intensifying while both of your hands start to roam.

The friction is too good and you want nothing more than to take him right there and then. He’s always so hot and his perfect face was swoon worthy, but never did you think he would be interested in you as anything more than a friend. And who’s really to say that isn’t still the case. Friends with benefits can work, right?

Your mind won’t stop racing as you continue to let his crotch grow harder beneath you.

“We should go into Changbin’s room. He’s not home and I don’t thi-“

“MATE! You have got to be fucking kidding me!” You look being to see the men you were waiting for stood flabbergasted. Hyunjin’s jaw was basically on the floor and Felix had covered his eyes.

“This isn’t even your apartment, Minho-hyung! Why are you here making out with y/n on my favorite chair?!?” Hyunjin yelled as he walked over and pushed you off of him with so much flair you felt like he was reading a script.

You fell on your ass onto the floor and he regretted it immediately. He helped you up delicately and Felix was behind you to grab you by the other arm. The two irritated men looked at Minho and regretted it immediately.

You all saw the huge tent he was sporting. And, Min being the unphased and unashamed man he is, places his hands behind his shoulders and stretched proudly.

“Ahhh!” Hyunjin threw a couch pillow on his crotch, causing Minho to grunt in pain a little, “Please go do something about that! You are sick! Really, y/n?! You could do better!”

You giggled at their antics as you fixed up your appearance to head out with your friends. The men walked away from the scene in disgust, “Hey, y/n, I’m going to swap my shirt really quick and then we can head out. Minho, don’t you fucking move!”

Your phone buzzed and you checked it as you leaned against the kitchen counter, away from the man that had just made you so horny.

MinHoe🖕🏻: Meet me at my apartment tonight when you’re done with them and we can finish what we started.

Y/n: I don’t know Min…

MinHoe🖕🏻: What’s wrong, kitten? You scared?

Y/n: Of you? No way. Of any feelings I may develop? Hell yeah.

MinHoe🖕🏻: Well, come over and I’ll make you my best meal. We can talk about my intentions with you over a home date.

You felt a blush creep on your face and looked up at Minho, who was still sitting in that godforsaken chair, staring at you to interpret your expressions. Your face heated up more and you caught yourself biting your lip as you changed his name in your phone and responded.

Y/n: It better be some good ass food. Maybe get a little wine to loosen your words a little.

MyMin🫶🏻: I’ll get the wine, but I don’t need it to say what I’ve been feeling for a while now. I’m ready, babe.

My spooky pookies: @lyramundana @2chopsticks2eyes @sweetracha @moonlightndaydreams @linlinaert @caitlyn98s @stolasisyourparent

Nerdy changbin(changbin with those glasses yk what i mean). Changbin just begging for you to let him dominate you, “just for this one time, please?” Hes pussy drunk now. Repeatedly slamming his cock inside of you. Giving you no time to think. His harsh thrust drives you insane. “F..fuck baby” he said while having his warm hands around your waist. Hes so loud that the whole dorm hall can hear him. Hes moaning and whimpers, asking for you permission to let him cum. Once you finally gave him permission, he hasn’t stopped since then. Watching your belly get full of his cum makes him wanna breed your swollen cunt. The room is so hot and heavy that his glasses are getting foggy. Hes so obsessed with you that he can never get enough.

he follows you around , begging you. "baby , please , just this once." he pleads , you finally agree and he waste no energy , picking you up , taking you to his room.

he's rough , basically manhandling your poor body , putting you into different positions , fucking into you. "fu..fucking hell baby , look at that ass go." he holds your waist , abusing your cunt , grabbing your hands , holding it behind your back , you scream at the new angle he was hitting. "ch..changbin fuck!"

he his loud , grunting and moaning , you're both sure you'll be getting a noise compliant , but the way he's making you feel , you both don't give a fuck , the way you're making each other feel.

"you...you're so big." you moan , your brain fuzzy. "your pussy is taking me so well , squeezing my cock -fuck- im gonna cum , please can i cum inside you." he's begging you to let him breed you.

once he cums inside , it's like his mind goes dumb , instead of pulling out , he fucks his cum back in you , filling you up a few more times , small bulge in your stomach. "to..too much, i can't take any more." he's panting , his glasses all fogged up , as he's emptying another load into your abused pussy.

"just another one baby , just another load , i want to see it leaking out of you."

☘"Want mommy's help"☘

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-warnings-smut, sub seungmin, mommy kink, nipple play, dry humping, innocent minnie😫

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"Seungmin?"

You thought he had been acting kinda strange lately, hes usually not the clingy type of person. Like how he had laid down on top of you and buried his face in your neck, nosing at your skin.

"You doing okay baby?" You rest a hand atop his head. Seungmin lightly shakes his head as you hear a quiet whimper come from his throat, further worrying you that something is wrong.

He starts placing little pecks all over your throat, slowly turning sloppier and needier as he moves to your collarbones.

You'd be lying if you said that it didn't feel good, especially because he never initiates physical contact, but you can't fully enjoy it thinking something is wrong.

You come out of your thoughts and let out a gasp as you feel Seungmin pawing at your chest through the thin tank top you were wearing. After a particularly sloppy kiss to your shoulder you feel his hands tugging at your top, trying to pull it up to have better access but you take his hands in yours.

"Min, whats gotten into you?"

He whines and pouts up at you with glossy eyes, barely keeping his tears at bay.

"Want mommy's help."

You rub a thumb over the back of his hand.

"And what do you need me to do?"

He furrows his brow and frowns at you, getting frustrated with your questions.

"Want this off." He tugs at your tank top once again and this time you let him pull it up, letting him do what he wants.

He pulls it up just enough to latch onto your breasts with his pouty lips, immediately suckling as he lets out a sigh of relief. Seeing him relax makes you feel better and you place your hand on his hair, slowly stroking as you watch his eyes close. You figured he was just stressed and wanted to feel some skin to skin contact at first. Thinking he would calm down in a few minutes and tell you what upset him but he seems to get restless again after a few minutes.

He lets out a frustrated whine, switching to the other nipple and licking it before latching on. You're about to question him again but you let out a yelp as you feel teeth against the sensitive bud.

"Seungmin!"

You scold him and look down to see tears spilling out of his eyes as he releases your nipple and buries his face into your hair.

"It still hurts!" He cries.

All anger towards him for biting you leaves as confusion hits.

"Seungmin, what-"

So focused on him mouthing at your boobs you never noticed the wet spot slowly forming at the front of his pants and rubbing onto your own shorts. You lean your head back against the pillows and let out a sigh.

"Min, let me help you okay? I think I can make it stop hurting." You hold his wet cheeks in your hands and give him a sweet smile.

"Try what you were doing earlier baby."

He sniffles but nods his head like an obedient puppy and starts palming your boobs again before latching onto one.

You move your hands to his hips and angle him so that he is lined up with your core, letting out a quiet gasp as you feel just how hard he is. Slowly, you guide him to rut against you, moaning at the friction against your clit. Seungmin lets out his own whine around your nipple as he sloppily ruts his hips against you.

It doesn't take more than 5 minutes for Seungmin to let out a high pitched moan as he finally orgasms, once again biting your nipple as the pleasure hits.

The random spark of pain sending you tumbling as well.

With the pain finally gone Seungmin quickly falls asleep, suckling on your chest as he dozes off.

You run a hand through his sweaty hair as you fondly look at the innocent puppy sleeping on your chest.

needy bangchan who is super eager to please you but you tie him up 🫠🫠

oh absolutely,

Tie his hands behind his back 'nd tell him to make you cum using just his mouth😩😩 That you'll only let him touch you if he can manage to do it in under a certain amount of time. 

Channie‘ll just be so eager and desperate to please, he’ll be all messy with it too, drool and arousal running down his face as he laps at you, trying his very, very best to make you feel the best he possibly can.

Def the type to whimper and moan as he gives head as if he’s the one receiving the pleasure and not you-you call him a good boy and it’s all over

Or, or tie him to a chair or something and touch yourself, tease him, moan intentionally loud, tell him how good you can feel without him and make him watch. 

He’ll be sobbing, begging for you to let him touch you-for you to let him show you how good he can make you feel, show you how much of a good boy he can be for you🫠🫠

Just imagine how pretty he’d look with red ropes crossing over his skin, popping out against his complexion. A damn work of art.

a/n: @lino-nyangi sent me into a brainrot about sucking on min’s sensitive tiddies and this was born

you don’t think there are many other places you’d rather be than settled on top of minho, straddling his lap while your head is pillowed on his chest. 

he’s just so warm, so sweet and soft and comforting even if he would pretend to bristle at the thought. the way he mumbles his thoughts out loud like he forgets you can hear him, talking about everything and absolutely nothing all at once. the way he’ll move his hand to rub at your shoulder or your back or your scalp every now and then, whenever the thought passes by. 

today though, something is different. you can’t seem to get comfortable, and you wriggle this way and that to find that happy place that you just can’t reach. it’s when you nuzzle your head a little harder into his chest than usual out of frustration that it happens. 

he whines, and when you look up at him he’s matching your surprise on his face like a mirror. your brow furrows as the cogs turn in your head rapidly; did you hit a bruise? are you too heavy on him? does he want you to leave?

but when he exhales, his body shuddering a little further into the mattress under him, you realize slowly that he’s not uncomfortable. you look down and see his nipple pebbling up under his shirt, right where your head was moments ago. he’s turned on. 

“oh,” you breathe out, bringing a finger up to trace around his other pec. he lets out another whine, high in the back of his throat, and when you meet his eyes they’re desperate and a little wild. “you never told me you were so sensitive here.”

instead of an answer he gives you a look, his hips jerking up a bit. 

“you never asked,” he says, voice right but drawn out like he’s trying to sound unaffected. his mistake. 

while one of your hands was circling feather-light touches around his right nipple, the other was sneaking to the bottom of his shirt, and you took the opportunity to slide it under to his left one and pinch it between your fingers. 

his reaction is instant. he throws his head back, a moan slipping from his parted lips from where his mouth parted open. you sooth it after, massaging his skin, and it pulls another whine from him. little pants are escaping him and a blush is rapidly traveling down his neck to his chest, and you swear he’s never looked more beautiful. 

“off,” you demand, tugging at his shirt a bit, and he sits up just enough to pull it off. the movement jostles you a bit in his lap, and you can feel his cock hardening under you. you have to resist the urge to grind down against him when he settles back into the pillows, hyper focused on this new discovery. 

his chest is bare, pretty pink hues splotched all over, and you can’t help but run your hands over the skin. your nails rake over his abdomen, leaving little red paintbrush strokes in their wake. he’s an open canvas, all yours to ruin beautifully. 

he squirms when you lean further down, your breath brushing over his nipples. you look up at him through your lashes, knowing what that does to him, and his eyes are pleasing as they look back. he looks one movement away from pleading you to continue, but you don’t want that. you don’t want him to ask for it, you want to take it. 

you take him in your mouth, eyes fluttering closed as you concentrate on your task. you leave your mouth open, sucking gently and rolling your tongue this way and that, listening to the sounds he’s making for you; small whines in the back of his throat, gasps of shock when you change trajectory. when you switch to his other side he just gets louder, more desperate. you always think he sounds lovely, but the song you’re strumming out of him right now is nothing short of perfection. 

you grind into him, his reactions rendering you unable to stop yourself, and he ruts up into you in little helpless motions. his hands move to either side of your head, warm and trembling as he tilts you just right against him. his eyes are hooded and dark as he looks down at you, nearly possessive, and it sends a shiver wracking down your spine.  

you move your hips more purposefully, the movements of your mouth never slowing even when you start to get tired. you decide to bring your teeth into the equation, lightly scraping them over the sensitive skin of his chest. you suck gently at the spot, blowing cool air over it before leaning back a bit to look at your work. a red splotch is left behind, lonely on the smooth planes of his chest, and that can’t do can it? so you repeat the motion, over and over until his chest is dotted in spots and he’s shaking so much you think he might cry.  

you give one last bite right to his nipple and his eyes roll back as he shudders violently under you. his muscles go completely taught for a moment before he goes boneless, melting into the mattress. he’s staring up at the ceiling with wide, glossy eyes and his breath is coming out in slow pants that shake you as you lay back over his chest. 

“did you come in your pants?” you ask, knowing the answer but wanting to tease him by making him admit it anyways. 

“no?” his voice is high, betraying him along with the tremors that are still shaking in his thighs.  

“so you don’t want me to help you clean up the mess you made down there?” you ask, quirking a brow up at him. his answering pout makes you giggle. 

“i didn’t say that.”