Honeymoon Lover Fever + Kang Taehyun

honeymoon lover fever + kang taehyun

late afternoon honeymoon visit to the nearby beach with newly wed husband!taehyun, a loose tank top thrown on and shorts, large sunglasses over his eyes as he walks beside you hand in hand, absent mindedly fidgeting with the golden ring on your finger. a brief smirking glance over laced with love, warm tropical heat and conversations about dinner reservations… he’s keeping up… but wonder if that’s what he really wants for tonight.

salty sea breeze, the beach loaded with couples from the nearby resort, a sun setting over the water, blazing red orange streaks painted through the sky in blended streaks, taehyun’s toned arms glistening with the slightest touch of sweat, his arm casually slung over your shoulder, tugging up your hand along with it. a finger pressed to his lip briefly, as he leads you down a shady path through the beach grove, away from the crowds and into the cooler foliage, sand under his sandals and refusing to answer your questions, the casual be patient, sugar. sliding his sunglasses to rest on his head, a short walk until the tropical trees give way to a quiet cove of a beach, privately surrounded by volcanic black rocks and pristine turquoise waters.

and husband!taehyun who pats his lap, sitting down as the gentle waves brush over his sandals, long legs outstretched as his arm wraps across your waist, leaning back to enjoy the warmth of the fading sunlight, prime sunset hours. a smile on his lips as he watches you, entranced more by you than the tropical sunset,,, and lips finding your neck. soft kisses, no words, without resistance, arm tightening around your waist as you whimper, tilting your head to grant him further access, kisses deepening into subtle love bites as blossoms of red purple bruise your skin delicately. in the privacy of a quieter beach, sounds of waves, glowy sunset on your skin as taehyun tilts your face towards his, pretty love marks splotching across your neck in a possessive display, sweet kisses heightening into primal ones, his tongue prodding your lips as he bites softly into your lower lip.

breaking apart in heaving pants, taehyun’s gaze laced with lust, feeling his stiffening cock under your shorts, grip on your body tightening… and his quiet let me love you… it’s not a question, is it, love~? husband!taehyun who tugs up your shirt, hands feeling the soft plush of your tummy, tapping your chin when you shyly avoid eye contact,,, look at me, love. swollen lips and pretty eyes, warm skin on skin as he deftly removes the barriers of clothes, tossed aside on the cooling sand, the intake of breath as he gazes down at your bare body with carnal lust and desire, love glowing in his eyes as his hands smooth over your curves, don’t be shy,,, you’re his wife now, after all.

and under the fading sunlight, husband!taehyun who grips your thighs, tugging your legs around his slender waist as his and clench with every thrust, lavishing your body with his gaze, watching as your pretty tits bounce and your body clenches with pleasure, his hard cock hitting your sweet spot and cervix, deep strokes and his body leaning in to press against yours, raw lust and love exchanged over messy, saliva covered kisses. bruises on your hips from his grip, mesmerized with your every reaction and response to his love, panting out his affirmations of his love as your pussy clenches down tighter on his cock, sweet encouragements as he brings you to your high, his drawn out groan of pleasuring relief as you cum around his cock, loving the sounds of your desperate gasps and cries for his release as he climaxes, hot cum warming your body from inside as husband!taehyun cages you under his arms and body, hand clenched with yours as he fucks you through your highs, making romantic love and panted i love you’s until the sun sets on the private alcove, the cover of night disguising your limps until taehyun scoops you up into his arms with ease, brief kisses and his cum warming in your pussy as he carries you back to the resort,,, dinner in the hotel room? he doesn’t want to wait through a seven course meal to love you more, his new wife <3

husband!taehyun after countless love making sessions through the night who cradles your worn out but loved body in his arms on the balcony, night breeze and salty air, finger feeding you fresh fruits with one hand as the other rests between your legs, pushing his cum in every now and then, a slight smirk playing the smile on his face whenever you whimper softly at the throbbing soreness of your swollen cunt,,, shhh, sugar, he can’t have any go to waste, can he? open up, this one’s sweeter… and his lips pressing against yours, licking lightly to taste the sweet fruit juice on your lips before feeding you another.

aghhh tumblr please don’t delete paragraphs ;-; tried writing it in one go w/o saving hope it worked :<

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⚠︎ WARNiNGS | Smut (18+), Dilf! Aged Up! Stepfather! Jaehyun, Infidelity, Loss of Virginity, Unprotected Sex, Daddy Kink, Nipple Play, Slight Breeding Kink, Mentions of Dacryphilia

With a dramatic huff, you fell on Mr. Jung's bed sitting right on his thigh. “I heard you and mom last night.” You frowned.

“Yeah?” he said, one of his eyebrows cocked up in question.

You blinked a few times, trying to pinpoint your thoughts until you got it.

“Was that your attempt at making me jealous?” you asked with a tiny gasp and a pout at the end.

Mr. Jung Jaehyun blinked several times. You were so naïve to realize you were correct. And, he was too corrupt to admit your truth.

“Oh, c’mon now, angel,” he said, his fingers lifting your shirt slowly, “don’t be like that.”

He chuckled when he’d successfully removed your shirt and your panties—the only clothing you wore, “I bet you wish I was fuckin’ you, huh.”

Honestly, you were much too distracted by him to answer him and Mr. Jung knew it.

Pinching your nipples between his fingers, he pulled you slightly closer to his lap making you straddle him. “Answer me, pretty. You wish I was fucking you right now.”

“Will you?” you smiled, nearly absentmindedly.

Mr. Jung always found it so endearing that you seem to loose all though when he touches you.

He hummed. “I think it's time, don't you? Aren't you just a little tired of only having the tip?”

You nodded, eagerly. He smiled back at you.

His fingers found your slit, feeling the wetness of the area. “Oh baby,” he sighed. “Do you feel how wet your little hole is?”

You clench around nothing and he removed his hand from your cunt, causing you to rub against his cock. You’re so wet, it’s showing on his pants. Clear evidence of your arousal dampening the outline of his boner. There’s a dark spot where you’d been rubbing and it’s only getting wetter. You’re completely naked and humping his dick.

“Jesus fuckin’ christ” Mr. Jung mutters, his hands moving to tug on your nipples one last time. “Move a just lil’ bit, baby”

It all happened a little too fast. Quickly, you lifted yourself from his lap while he threw his pants, shirt, and boxers somewhere in his room. You didn’t quite notice his cock until you glanced up.

It’s throbbing and angry looking against his stomach.

Your mouth is open, not realizing you’re gawking until he grabs your hips again, pulling them down, your bare cunt against his cock.

“Daddy…” you whine.

“Holy fuck,” he groans.

You feel overwhelmed. Closing your eyes, you feel his tip against your pussy lips. He’s squeezing your hip again, his other hand playing with your nipple.

He gives you one peck to your lips and suddenly you're being flipped onto your back. He's hovering above you now, his cock between your legs. Poking. Just the tip like you're used to. He could push inside if he wanted. He really could.

You know he wants. He wants what you want.

He's staring. Taking in your entire form.

You're growing impatient. He's made you wait too long. He's made you suffer for far too long.

You take a leap of faith and kiss him on the lips. He kisses you back, pressing the back of your head against a pillow. It's longer and harder than anything either of you have experienced.

It's only for a few moments before he pulls back.

“Are you sure you want me to do this?” He questions.

“Please,” You nearly beg, your hips wriggle against his cock. “I want you so, so bad.”

Mr. Jung nods, understanding. “M'gonna need you to relax, 'kay?”

You nod. You know it can hurt, you know how big Mr. Jung is. And his dick looks like it could easily split you in half.

He kisses you again, you feel his tip prodding further at your entrance. You dig your nails into his shoulders.

“Relax, sweetheart,” he coos against your lips.

He presses further in as you try your very hardest to relax. It's nearly impossible when your cunt is getting stretched out by a cock that's barely been inside you.

He’s halfway in now, you think. You can feel all of him inside you. And then—you both let out a moan. He's bottomed out. You feel your skin meeting at your cunt. He's so deep and you're stretched out so much that it hurts. You let out a small squeak, nails digging into Mr. Jung's shoulders once more. But, he's moving in and out now—alleviating some pain as he continues.

As he slowly fucks you, you get used to his movements. His pace. And you're wet, so wet, that the feeling grows better and better. It's not as bad when Mr. Jung's cock is rubbing against your walls, hitting a spot inside you that you like.

“You're so sweet,” he groans “Such a sweet girl, honey.”

You moan at his words, the urge to tell him “I love you” slips past your lips. His hips stutter for a moment.

And he's staring deeply into your eyes. He's staring at you as if you told him the best news of his life—you did do that, technically.

He chuckles a little, his thrusts grow powerful. “Such a sweet girl, Daddy loves you too, honey. He loves you so. Fuckin'. Much.” his thrusts synced up with his words for a moment.

You feel so drunk on him.

“Tell me how much you love your Daddy inside of you.”

“I- I love my Daddy inside of me s-so...so much!” your eyes roll to the back of your head momentarily simply because he just feels too good.

You continue on. “Y-you feel so good, D-Daddy, I-, fuck, I c-can't even- Daddy!” you wail. His fingers are pinching your nipples again, flicking them between his fingertips. You're squirming underneath him, the feeling of him touching your nipples and his thrusts are making you lose it. He's fucking you faster and faster, as if his life depends on it.

You're going to cum. You're going to burst, really.

You reach down to play with your clit. You want to cum. You want to cum and you want your Daddy to cum. And you don't know why, you can't put a finger on why you want him to cum inside of you. You both didn't have a condom. You're not on birth control. But you want it and you need it badly.

You rub on your clit fast, arching your back.

“Is that how you play with your clit, baby?” Daddy inquires. “Is that what you do every goddamn night when I’m all done with you?”

“I- I play with myself a- a lot.” you pant “I- I always think about...think about you.”

Mr. Jung grabs your jaw. Making you look at him. You rub harder.

His stare could easily make you cum.

“Bad girl. Very bad,” he pecks your lips, “You're Daddy's bad girl, aren't you.”

“Playin’ with yourself without me,” he mumbles.

Tears begin to slightly well up in your eyes. Mr. Jung only smiles at the sight, relishing in the way it warms his heart in an almost sickening manner.

“N-No.” You whine “I'm— m'sweet...I'm your sweet girl.” Your whining makes him grin.

“You are—”

He gives you another peck.

“—so fuckin' sweet, baby.”

It's too much. It's far too much. You're finally over the edge. You can feel it.

“I- I think m'gonna-”

“You're my good, sweet girl. I dreamed about you coming on my cock so damn much. You can cum, baby, go on. It'll be so nice when you cum on Daddy's cock. You can cum on my cock forever, won't you, sweetheart?” Mr. Jung deliriously mumbled against your lips. He's not kissing you. Just putting his lips there.

And you cum on his cock. It's far better than your fingers, his fingers. It's far better than when he tells you “just the tip”.

It's far different.

You can feel the pressure and explosions in your area. You can feels your walls pulsing around his cock, deeper than ever before.

“Y-You're squeezin' m—” Mr. Jung grits through his teeth. “Fuck”

You're sure you're screaming. You can only hope he doesn't mind. In which he doesn't. He'd listen to you scream like this any day.

You don't think he minds when you feel him coming inside of you, letting all his cum pain your walls. It's an odd feeling. You want it every day.

Mr. Jung is groaning in your neck, his moans are long. Deep. It's almost like he's in pain, but he's not. In fact, Jaehyun believes he's in heaven right now. Maybe he died.

The sound of him cumming makes your cunt squeeze him more, taking him all in, milking him for all he's worth.

You hug him close to you. He's covered in sweat and so are you. Not that either of you mind.

Mr. Jung removed himself from your neck, pulls out his dick, watching in near awe as his cum mixed with yours oozes out onto his bed.

The same bed he fucked your mother in last night, far less passionately. Far less personally as he just did to you.

He leans back against his headboard, pulling you closer to him.

He feels euphoric. He feels fucking religious. It's as if he can think clearly for the first time in decades. He kisses your forehead.

“Thank you, Daddy,” you say, still stuck in a slight haze. It's as if you're high on him.

“No,” Mr. Jung objects. “Thank you, baby,”

You look up at him in awe as he swears to never touch your mother again. In fact, “I'm going to divorce her.” he firmly states.

You're about to open your mouth to object

“All I really want is you.”

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"General, This Ain't A Cat"

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Pairing: Jing Yuan x (gn!) Reader

Summary: One day you find a cute white lion cub scratching on your front door, little did you know that the actual owner of it was Jing Yuan, the General of the Xianzhou Luofu himself. And he might have the wrong idea about the little thing, too...

Tags: Fluff, Crack, Jing Yuan's Lion loves you, inspired by the General's Diary you can find in HSR, flustered Jing Yuan

A/N: I love him a very normal amount, your honor! The fact he is a cat dad too is just too cute! And also that he got scammed trying to buy a cat and instead unknowingly managed to buy a lion makes it so much funnier. I can only recommend reading his diary ingame lmao

A distinct scratching sound on the front door of your home made you perk up in your seat. You waited for the sound to reappear a couple of times before deciding to check what was causing it.

You slowly opened the door and looked outside. But both to the right and to the left you spotted nothing that could’ve caused the sound. It was also relatively windstill on the Luofu today so that also couldn’t have been it.

Just as you were about to close the door again you spotted the culprit behind the flower pot right next to your door. It was a small, snow-white lion cub, not older than a couple of months at best, and it looked at you pleadingly with its azure-colored eyes.

Did it want to come in?

You knelt down on your doorstep and stretched your hand out towards it, prompting it to come over to you. It hesitantly tiptoed in your direction from behind the flower pot, carefully smelling on your fingers first before bumping its head into your hand. You began scratching its head and not too long after a loud purr could be heard.

It was such a cute little thing you were almost tempted to snatch it and keep it. But a beautiful animal like that had to belong to someone, right?

You picked the soft bundle of fur up and walked towards the main road to look around. Maybe it ran away and the owner was still around looking for it? They had to be since you never heard of any instances of strays on the Luofu.

A little bit further down the street, you spotted two Cloud Knights with a bag of treats in their hand. They were eagerly shaking them to make rattling sounds and simultaneously scanned the ground for something. Looks like they are the people the little cutie belonged to.

"Hey," you called out to them. "Are you looking for this snow lion perhaps?"

"Oh, thank the Heavens!" One of the guards exclaimed. "We've been looking for it the entire day already.”

One of the guards stretched out their arms to take the little lion cub into his arms but it made no fuss to go anywhere. In fact, it was clinging to you and started purring loudly, bumping its head into your chest.

“Hey, you little cutie. You have to get back home. I’m sure you’re hungry by now, aren’t you? Enough adventure for one day.” You said in a higher-pitched voice. Its eyes almost looked sad and it let out a squeak the moment you handed it back to the soldiers and waved them goodbye.

As soon as you were back home you couldn’t help but think about the little lion again. It was the first time you had ever seen one with such a majestic fur and eye color. Whoever it belonged to could surely count themself lucky. 

A couple of days passed and you went about your days as normal until you heard the familiar scratching at your front door again. 

Unlike the first time you immediately knew it must be the same lion from a few days prior. You went to open the door again and the white bundle of fur immediately zoomed inside of your home.

Alerted, you immediately began chasing it around your living room. As much as you wanted to actually keep it as well, you absolutely couldn’t. Someone was waiting for it and probably worried about its disappearance once again. You for sure would turn the Luofu upside down if it was your missing pet.

Snatching the little complaining bundle of fur up again proved difficult as it was clinging and clawing at your carpet for dear life, but you eventually managed.

Carrying it outside once again you looked for Cloud Knights you could return it to again but this time a blonde teen boy, dressed in blue and no older than maybe fourteen was walking down the street with treats this time. And for some reason, he seemed oddly familiar.

“Mimi? Miiiii-Miiiii. Come get your treats!!” The blonde boy shouted and shook the treat box in his hands like a rattle.

The little lion cub, apparently named Mimi, perked its ears up in your arms and began trying to wriggle out of your grasp. You let it jump down and watched it zoom in the direction of the boy, sitting down and looking up at him with hungry and expectant eyes.

“There you are, you little troublemaker!” He says furrowing his brows and throwing Mimi a handful of treats.

Going off of the way the lion reacted to his voice you assumed it was probably his pet lion.

He picked it up and started petting it, eliciting it to close its eyes, start purring and relax in his arms. The boy smiled at it fondly and slightly shook his head in disbelief over the little rascal before looking down the street to where you were standing.

“Hey, you!” He shouted and started trotting in your direction. “Were you the one who found Mimi?”

You nodded in response before wondering how he could’ve figured that out considering he didn’t see you with Mimi at all.

“Wait how did you-?” You inquired with furrowed brows.

He just pointed at your chest, or more specifically, at your shirt in reply. Following the direction of his finger with your gaze you soon realized that you were entirely covered in white fluff from when you were holding Mimi.

“Ah. Well of course. That makes sense,” you chuckled. “Does it run away a lot?” You asked pointing at the still happily purring snow lion in the blonde boy’s arms.

He simply rolled his eyes and smiled in reply. “All the time.”

“Well, it seems to be fond of my front door as of late. I live just a bit further down the street. So chances are if it runs away again, it might be near my house again.”

“Good to know. Certainly makes things easier,” he nodded. “I’m Yanqing, by the way!”

That’s why he seemed so familiar. He is the lieutenant of the Luofu Cloud Knights and you had seen him here and there in an official capacity but you generally didn’t pay too much attention to those so you couldn’t quite put your finger on it earlier.

It certainly explained the beautiful and special-looking animal in his arms.

You grabbed the hand he held out to you and introduced yourself as well before bidding him farewell for now not too long after. Looking after him as he walked back home you smiled to yourself and hoped for him that he would be able to keep his little lion cub in check from now on.

A couple more days passed once more after that encounter until someone rang your doorbell. You weren’t expecting any visitors, especially not this late in the evening so you wondered who would possibly come over at this time of day.

Out of every possible person on the ship, however, you certainly didn’t expect the General of the Luofu in the flesh to be your late-night visitor. He was standing in front of your door with hands folded behind his back and staring down the street, waiting for your to open the door.

“Good evening, General… Can I help you with something?” You carefully inquired with some hesitancy in your voice. 

You suddenly felt very small, and that was not only because he was a tall, handsome, and quite muscular man but also because you were more than just a bit intimidated.

Nothing to worry about, right? It was only the most important man on the entire ship standing in front of your house. 

Naturally, your mind immediately came to the conclusion that you must’ve done something wrong.

“Uhm-,” he began, scratching the back of his neck. “Do you happen to know where my cat is?

Out of every possible thing he could’ve said, this was the last thing you expected.

“Your… cat?” You asked in disbelief. He simply nodded and looked around your front yard once more.

“It’s white with bright blue eyes. Yanqing has informed me that Mimi is quite fond of you and keeps escaping to your house.”

So it was his pet. But wait, didn’t he just say…

“Cat?”

“Yes. A small grimalkin, up to no good, constantly runs away. My cat.” He elaborated.

At that point, you couldn’t help but burst into laughter. He seemed very taken aback and confused by your outburst and you were almost inclined to say that it made him, this big hunk of a man, look like a huge, gentle teddy bear.

“Care to explain what is so funny?” He asked crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Forgive me, General,” you wiped a tear out of the corner of your eyes. “I do not wish to burst your bubble here but your cat may not be what you think it is.”

“What are you implying?”

“It’s a lion, General. I can assure you, it’s most certainly not a cat.”

You observed how his eyes widened in surprise and a hint of pink began to dust his cheeks behind his long bangs. You had to bite your lip in order to not start laughing again. He really didn’t know. And the fact you made him aware of it seemed to be quite embarrassing to him.

“Oh. Uhm… well, I actually had my suspicions already.” He stated, once again scratching the back of his neck. You couldn’t help but wonder how a man like him could manage to look this cute when flustered. And to think this was the first face-to-face contact you had ever had with him made it all the better.

Without a doubt, he was an attractive man, and that was something everyone aboard the Luofu would agree to. However, after witnessing him in this flustered, and quite frankly, adorable state tonight, your desire to get to know him on a more personal level increased.

“What would it take for you to not tell anyone about this?” He suddenly inquired. But before you could answer, he made an offer himself. One you couldn’t possibly refuse after everything that transpired tonight.

“How does a dinner sound? My treat of course.”

“Hmm, very well. Or you could let your cat stay with me more often?”

“Well, that can also be arranged,” he chuckled with a playful smile. “But we come as a pair.”

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yeosang ⭑ mini fanmeeting 230617 (cr. san_gomie)

you've got a hold on me — kang yeosang

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to have yeosang’s arms wrapped around you is something that must be straight out of paradise. with his broad shoulders and practically bulging muscles, you always feel so safe and warm… and oh so horny. his strength, the sight of his muscles, and more than anything, the feeling of them turns you on so goddamn much.

you know that you’re just innocently cuddling, but you’ve been horny all day, even before he came over. so to have his bicep tucked under your head and his other arm draped over your waist is making the pressure between your legs practically unbearable.

you turn around in his arms to face him. he sends you a small, sweet smile the moment your gaze meets his.

“sangie?” there’s already the hint of a whine in your voice. he hums in response, prompting you to continue. the deepness of his voice does nothing to help you. “yknow, i feel so weak and turned on at the same time when i’m in your arms.” that certainly shocks him for a moment, the softness of your voice would be such a stark contrast to your words if he couldn’t hear the underlying desperation in it. nonetheless, it only takes a few moments for a light blush to dust his cheeks.

even so, he’s quick to regain his composure. 

“is that right, baby?” he asks, not quite teasing. you nod quickly in response.

“i love your arms,” you admit. the smile he gives you is so loving, and just a little bit bashful.

“i know,” he says, quickly closing the small distance between your faces to press his lips to yours. your eyes automatically drift closed at the welcome contact, lips tumbling against each other and your hands tugging at the cotton fabric of his black muscle tee. he parts from you for just a moment to slip his arm out from under your head and shift your position so you’re laying with your back against the bed and him hovering over you. without a word, he deepens the kiss, and soon your tongues are entangled, exploring.

when you part, panting, he presses his forehead to yours. i love you, it means, and you know it all too well.

“gonna take care of you now,” he whispers, and you smile at him.

“thank you, sangie,” your voice is quiet to match his. but before he can move down to do pull of your sweats and panties, your fingers hook on the hem of his tank top, eyes begging to let you take it off of him. he gives you a small nod as permission, and you're quick to pull it up as far as you can before he has to sit up to take it all the way off. almost in a trance, you bring your hands from his bare shoulders all the way down his arms, nearly groaning out at the feeling of his muscles flexing under your touch. that, plus the sight of his bare chest and lightly defined abs have you practically drooling.

he lets you touch him like that until you’re too goddamn horny to keep him from touching you anymore. when your hands drop from his body, he’s quick to move down, pulling down your clothes to reveal your leaking pussy. he gives himself an almost cocky smile; he’s always so proud of how wet he can make you without even really trying. with that, his fingers are in your cunt and his other hand grips your hip to keep you still in the way that he knows you love, all of it to show you the definition of his muscles and the veins in his forearms that you find so sexy.

easy to say that the sight of it alone had you ready to cum all over his fingers, over and over again.