Risk Management | Kth. (m)

risk management | kth. (m)

➵ summary : you have one rule; you don’t date investment bankers, point blank period. but when your best friend invites you to her over-the-top housewarming party to meet her husband’s co-worker, kim taehyung, you don’t expect the night to take a wild turn; and risk bending your own rules. 

➵ pairing: investment banker!taehyung x f. reader

➵ genre : non-idol!au, s2l, smut, pwp

➵ rating : 18+

➵ word count : 9.4k

➵ warnings : alcohol consumption, swearing, sexual tension, heavy making out, mentions of exhibitionism (nobody sees them), big dicc!tae, against a window sex, unprotected sex (you’re smarter than this guys), ass, breast and pussy fondling (the holy trinity <3), sir kink!!, dirty talk, brief hand-jobbing, oral (m. and f. receiving), panty sniffing, denied orgasm, marking, riding, ass smacking, scratching, cum swallowing, 

➵ a/n : as always, your feedback means the world to me <3

➵ playlist : take a slice by glass animals 

Walking into Nabi’s home was the equivalent of waltzing into a bakery shop. The warm, aesthetic lighting provided a sense of homey comfort, the woodsy, though elegant furnishing and indoor pieces added an exquisite touch of sophistication, and the heavenly smell of freshly baked cherry pie welcomed you into a cozy paradise. 

The front door shuts behind you, and you’re privy to at least three dozen people chattering and mingling away. Some clink glasses of liquor together. Others pick off the appetizers in the opulent kitchen while a handful smoke outside on the lawn. 

Eyes surfing the crowd of people, you attempt to spot your best friend. Some familiar faces indeed catch your sight, though it’s the amount of new ones that settle some anxiety in the pit of your stomach. It’s not that you’re bad with people; you can actually be quite interpersonal, though the idea that many of these people are strangers leaves you slightly displaced, taking a deep breath. 

Exhaling, you’re suddenly interrupted by a familiar cheery voice latching onto your arm. 

“Y/N, you came!” 

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WOOYOUNG & HONGJOONG :: 240604 THE SHOW ENDING FAIRY

homoeroticism

HJ|In the studio (M)

Boyfriend Hongjoong x Girlfriend Reader

Smut/no plot/short chapter/reader has dirty mind/fingering/slightly neck kiss/cock warming

Once again, you're lying on your side, staring at the empty right side of your bed, stroking your hand from time to time, missing the absence of the person next to you. You know that he is preparing his album, writing songs and lyrics without stopping, and he has no time to go out with you at all.

You understand that he is busy at work, and also understand the fact that he is a workaholic, and try not to disturb him. However, it's been three weeks since you've seen him! Even though you've been talking on the phone and videoing during this period, you haven't seen him in private.

You can't stand it anymore, you really miss him. You want him to hug you, you want him to go out with you, you want him to watch TV with you, you want him to play games with you, and you want him to satisfy your "emptiness”.

"Ummmm... when do you come back ahhhhhhhhh joong~~~" You shout into the air, venting your infinite thoughts about him.

"Maybe I just call him?" As you take out your phone to call him, you hesitate, afraid of interrupting his recording process. You know he hates being interrupted.

"Ugh forget it." You rolled around on your bed, filled with thoughts of Hongjoong, unable to fall asleep. Despite the thick bedding, the bed isn't even the slightest bit warm.

You sit up straight on the bed and an idea pops into your mind. "Why don't I just go find him!" You excitedly pack your bags and head straight to his studio.

The studio is not far from your house, only about twenty minutes away. You open the door of the studio carefully, but hongjoong doesn't notice you. He is staring intently at the screen, thinking about how to compose the melody. You take off your shoes, which have quietly crept up behind him, and lunge at him.

"Joong~~~"

"WOW! YOU SCARED ME!!!" Hongjoong screamed in shock, his voice echoing throughout the studio.

"Y/N? Why are you here?" He quickly calmed down, and was so surprised and happy to see you that he rushed forward and hugged you, not letting go.

"I miss you." You stroked the back of his head, a smile on your lips.

"I miss you too" He rubs himself in your arms like a pitiful puppy. His members would never have guessed that their captain had such a side.

"How's your work going?"

"Suck..." He pouted, feeling helpless at the stagnant progress.

"Sorry, Y/N. I have to get back to work and can't stay with you."

"Hey, don't say sorry. It's your job~ I understand. How about I sit here and keep your company?"

"But won’t you get bored?"

"Nope~I just wanna stay with you." you sit on his lap and give him a peck on the cheek, hooking your hand on the back of his neck and smiling tenderly.

"Okay."

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But how can you really stay completely quiet? Now you're sitting on his lap like a koala, your legs wrapped around his waist and your head resting on his shoulder, sometimes playing with his hair, sometimes mischievously brushing your fingers across his back, causing him to itch.

"Y/N. Don't do that, I'll get distracted."

"Okay~"

You pretend to obey and stop what you're doing, but a moment later, you start teasing him again. Your lips press lightly against his skin, gently but forcefully gripping his shoulder. Your lips licked between his shoulders and neck, the tip of your tongue scraping against his skin with a teasing flirtation that set the fire of desire in his body ablaze.

"Y/N."

"Hmm? What?" you stared into his eyes feigning innocence, as if unaware of any wrongdoing.

"You know what you're doing, do it again or I won't let you sit on my lap."

"Ummm...I just miss you, you haven't touched me in so long." He sighs helplessly and pinches your face and pecks your forehead as if he's calming a child.

"Be good, I'll get it done quickly." You pouted helplessly and obediently lay back down on his shoulder.

Because of the boredom, your mind started to empty, and then restless thoughts flashed without warning.

"Ah~Ah~Ah~" He leans over your body, feeling each other's warmth and breath. His cock twitches every time he thrusts, and the heat rushes to every corner of your body like a tsunami, and the collision between the tip of his cock and your soft flesh makes you cry out.

"Ummm" just imagine, you have been completely turned on. . Perhaps it's because he hasn't touched you in so long that the feeling of emptiness has become unbearable. Glancing at Hongjoong, who is still immersed in his work, you cautiously slip your hand into your underwear. Seeing that he hasn't noticed, you further insert your fingers into your wet cunt.

Slowly, so as not to be noticed, you explore your most sensitive area. The tip of your finger gently traces the wet inner wall, adding a little more pressure to stimulate the nerves. You begin to circle the inside, trying to satisfy your growing desire. But it's not enough, and your delicate fingers fail to satisfy you.

You mimic Hongjoong's thrusts in your mind, moving forth and back, thrusting as deep as you can. "Hmm..." You make an involuntary whimpering sound, your breathing becoming rapid, not noticing that hongjoong is aware of your abnormality.

"How dare you touch yourself when I am here."

"Ah~" He spanks your butt, giving a slight thrust upward, allowing your fingers to plunge deeper.

"Hongjoong, I-" He smoosh your hand, and plung it along the contours of your panties, right down to your vagina. Your words are interrupted straight away as he starts to thrust in and out in a rhythmic manner, causing you to let out a moan.

"So wet I haven't even fuck you."

"Hmm~please joong~ I want you." Once again, you give him a look of innocence, hoping to arouse his desire to fuck you.

"Don't be impatient, my girl." He unbuckles his belt, and you lift your hips a little so he can pull his trousers down enough to free his cock.

"Take a seat, babe." You also take off your underwear, pull up your skirt, aim at his slightly erect cock, and slowly sink down.

"Oh~fuck~"

"How sensitive you are." As you try to bounce, he grabs you by the waist and stops you in your tracks.

"Huh?" You let out a confused whimper, now you just want him to fuck you hard.

"Did I ever say I was going to satisfy you?"

"Joong-"

"So naughty not to listen to me and touch yourself..."

"Umm~sorry joong~" He puts a finger on your mouth and does not allow you to speak.

"Stay still, don't move or I will not fuck you, understand?" You pretend to be angry and nod, sitting obediently.

Each time he leans forward, you feel his cock pressing against you and twitching, which not only paralyses you, but also makes you wetter. The feeling of being wrapped up in the heat and wetness is very comforting to hongjoong, and his previously restless mood gradually calms down.

"Mmmm~" you make a dissatisfied sound, wanting hongjoong to move, but he just doesn't budge, concentrating on his work and not caring whether you're horny or not. In fact, he wants to fuck you until he's exhausted all of his energy, but he can't just satisfy you.

"Ah~" Every time he thinks of a new idea or has a sudden thought, he will push into it. All of these touches make you shiver, the excitement and paralysis flooding through your body. As if on purpose to escape, seeing you pursing your lips and not daring to cry out, he can't help but push in further, feeling your lower body sucking on his thick cock.

Without knowing how much time has passed, maybe because this position makes you feel at ease, or maybe because you are too bored, you fall asleep against his head. And Hongjoong has almost finished his work.

"Y/N?" he calls to you tentatively and finds you sleeping soundly. He smiles petulantly, pecks you on the cheek, and with one hand around your waist and the other on the back of your head, he carefully walks over to the bed outside the recording room.

He slowly withdraws from you, removes his pants and underwear and lies down behind you to enter your still wet vagina once again. He loves this feeling, and even feels addicted to it. He will probably have to penetrate you in order to sleep well in the future.

"Good night, Y/N." He kisses your neck and cuddles with you before drifting off to dreamland. And he does not break his promise tomorrow morning─he fucks you hard until exhaust all of energy.

do you ever accidentally unfollow someone because you forgot you followed them and you're like "wow I love this blog lemme follow" and just instinctively hit the follow button

and then since you're already following them, you accidentally unfollow

i need to pay more attention to my surroundings :(

[11:24 am] — Kang Yeosang

my friend said ‘real love, baby’ by father john misty is yeosang coded and so i wrote this to ease the pain!!

“Yeosang,” you call the name of your lover, who sits at the small round table in your dining room, taking a sip of his coffee. His eyes find yours in an instant, silently telling you to go on. “Dance with me?” You ask, turning up the music. He stays still, lips pressed against the coffee mug.

“I’m a flower, you’re my bee,” you sing the lyrics as you walk towards him, doing a spin on the way. The man grins, placing his mug down. “It’s much older than you and me,” you continue, grabbing his hands when you reach him, and guiding him out of his seat. His hands quickly find their place on your lower back, and yours on his shoulders. You both sway to the music, small, lovesick grins on your lips.

“I’m in love, i’m alive,” you continue, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. He hums in response, leaning back in for more when you pull away. The song continues in the back as he sweetly kisses you - the kiss is innocent, full of nothing but pure love and adoration for one another, as you continue dancing around your shared home, sun seeping through the windows.

🎶 i want real love, baby

ooh, don’t leave me waiting

I’ve got real love maybe 🎶