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Happy place || Myung Jaehyun

Genre: fluff, angst, idol!Jaehyun x non-idol!gnReader

Words: 1,279

Content: crying, comforting jaehyun, cuddling, sitting on a lap, I think that's it?

Summary: In light of recent events, Jaehyun finds solace in your arms, a place where he doesn't feel the need to pretend he's okay anymore.

A|n: This is a small thing I whipped up quickly because I can’t stop thinking about how jaehyun must be feeling with all of the crap about him on social media right now. I hope you enjoy this little jaehyun comfort post.

Songs: Happy place - SAINT PHNX, Thank god I do - Lauren Daigle

Ding!

The movie you were watching was left to run in the background as you looked at your phone. You read the message from Jaehyun that you hadn’t expected to get for another four hours when his schedule ended. 

Can I stay at urs 2nite? Need 2 b w/ u  

Your brows furrow at the message, this didn’t sound like your bubbly jaehyun. You’d seen what people had been saying about him on social media. You were hoping he hadn’t seen any of it, but his message's tone seemed to say otherwise. You respond with an ‘Of course, you have my spare key right?’ before putting your phone down, knowing that Jaehyun is probably still quite busy and wouldn’t respond right away. 

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It was around 2 am when Jaehyun, worn down from the day's activities and the emotional turmoil, trudged through your front door. You had decided to stay on the couch so you were right there when he arrived. Although you had dozed off while you waited, the sound of jaehyun removing his shoes slowly brought you out of your slumber, your eyes fluttering open. You didn’t need to see his face to know how he was feeling as he shuffled over to you.

Grabbing the edge of the blanket you lift it and beckon for him to lay down with you. Instantly he curls into you, his head nuzzled as far into your neck as it will possibly go, his limbs secured around your waist. You take no time in wrapping your arms around him, one hand on his back and the other running your fingers through his hair. You didn’t need to look at him to know the tears had started. His chest hiccuped now and then as his shoulders shook with sobs. There were a million things you wanted to tell him, every one dipped in comfort and dripping with love but you knew in this moment all he needed was to let it out.

You both lay there like that for a while as his sobs ebbed and flowed. Eventually, his breathing evened out and his trembling softened. You kiss the top of his head and whisper into his hair- 

“You are so loved Myung,” another kiss,” You are so so so loved and nothing will change that,” 

You hear him sniffle and tighten his hold on you but he doesn’t say anything so you continue. 

“You bring so much laughter and happiness to so many people just by being who you are,” His shoulders tremble, “You are the light in so many people's lives. I don’t want you to change no matter what people say, okay?” you place three more kisses on his head before smoothing out his hair gently. He hiccups and nods softly into your neck. You open your mouth to say more but then the emotion of it all starts to choke you up. Tears fill your eyes when you realize no amount of words would accurately explain just how special Jaehyun is, how much he means to you, and how safe he makes you feel. So you stick to just whispering ‘I love you’s’ into his hair as he begins to cry again. 

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Your eyes blink open at the sunrays peaking through the window. You groan as you feel a dull acne start-up in your neck. You rub the dried tears from your eyes and do your best to stretch with Jaehyun’s arms still wrapped tightly around you. Looking down at him, his face relaxed as he continues to sleep, you’re thankful that he has these quiet moments where he isn’t consumed with sorrow. You softly move a strand of hair out of his beautiful face. You caress his cheek and coo at how he subconsciously leans into your touch. He groans and leans his forehead on your chest refusing to open his eyes even though you knew he was waking up. You cup the back of his head and scrunch his hair a bit. 

“Morning my love” Jaehyun just nuzzles into you more in response, “I need to get up to make breakfast, I’m hungry” Jaehyun only shakes his head, but you knew he was hungry too by the way his stomach grumbled at the sound of food. You laugh when he ultimately sighs and loosens his hold just enough for you to sit up. Getting off the couch was a bit more of a feat, however, as Jaehyun decided to continue to hang off you, absolutely refusing to let go when you asked him nicely. You sigh dramatically but ultimately you don’t mind, finding peace in the feeling of having him right by your side. You practically waddle into the kitchen as Jaehyun makes himself your own personal backpack. Standing at the stove, jaehyun watches you cook silently, his chin resting on your shoulder and his arms still folded around your waist. Now and again you bring the spoon to his mouth to feed him while you cook. He hums to let you know it tastes good but doesn’t say much else which you attribute to him still being sleepy. When you finished cooking you carried both bowls of food to the table, shuffling with a clingy jaehyun still attached to your back. 

“You need to let go so we can eat you know” You cross your arms, unimpressed. You feel him shake his head from his spot in the crook of your neck, “But Myung-” At your whine, you feel his arms slip off your waist for the first time since 2 that morning and you watch as he plops himself down in the chair you had pulled out for him. Nodding in approval you grab your chair and start to pull it out only for it to be stopped by Jaehyun’s foot placed on top of it as if he were saving it for someone. You laugh and step back thinking he wanted to pull it out for you but you watch as he does the exact opposite, using his foot to push the chair as far from the table as possible. You blink a couple of times and look at him with a questioning raise of your eyebrows. You’re met with a completely innocent looking jaehyun patting his lap with determination. After figuring out what he wanted, you shook your head. Jaehyun only continues to stare you down, patting his lap more aggressively as time goes on. Eventually, you give in, deciding you are far too hungry to continue to fight with your stubborn boyfriend. Jaehyun makes a happy noise as you place yourself on his lap, his arms again finding their place around you and his chin perching once again on your shoulder. You spend the rest of the morning slowly eating as you feed yourself and him the food you cooked. When the last bit was fed to him you put the spoon back in the now empty bowl and gently lean back against him. You feel him settle as you melt into his touch. You sit in silence for a while, feeling his heartbeat against your back and the soft fanning of his breath against your neck. 

“Do you feel a little better?” you quietly ask, unsure of whether you should just in case your words trigger his tears again. But he remains calm behind you. 

“Yeah, I feel much better now that I’m with you” You can’t help but smile, feeling happy that in some way you're able to help him. 

“I love you Myung” You lean your head back and tilt it so you're resting it on top of his. His arms tighten as he returns the gesture. 

“I love you too.”

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I hope you enjoyed 💙

A LADY’S GUIDE TO SECURING A MAN WITH BROAD SHOULDERS | park sungho

pairings — park sungho x reader (non idol au)

genre — (wc: 1.5k) fluff, romance 😼, strangers to lovers, fast-burn

warnings — ur kinda stalking him.. a bit…

note — HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY SUNGHO!!! Guys i lowk want a man with shoulders as broad as his 🙁 is that too much to ask.. ALSO DANGEROUS WAS SO GOOD!!! The song teases too omg..right in my alley. I cannot wait for the album drop 😋😋

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YOU SWEAR YOU’VE NEVER BEEN this interested in gyms before. Yeah, sure, you’re sporty. But gym sporty? Yeah no—that’s another level of torture.

Right now though…man you might just change your mind. You do one more bench press, super slow with your focus elsewhere—namely, the mirror on your right that shows a small reflection of the most scrumptious man you have ever seen in your life.

Those shoulders? Good gosh, they’d be perfect for your hands to rest on, agree?

(And the crowd screams yes!!!)

This was how you started being more consistent in the gym. Currently in week three and you’re so proud that you’re broken your world record of gym streaks.

You’ve decided then: you’re going to get him.

There was just one slight problem to this equation… you don’t have any courage to talk to him.

All you know are three facts:

His name was Park Sungho (how’d you know?you overheard a friend of his call him once. You’re not a creep, okay!!)

He had the most gorgeous shoulders known to mankind.

You want him.

Okay so maybe the third one isn’t really a fact—and you swear (cross your heart!) that your infatuation with him isn’t merely because his eyes are as twinkly as the moon, nor because his lips were plump and not crusty like most men, nor is it also because his voice is just…

Anyways! You get what I mean.

That was how you ended up ranting everything to your friend Sanghyeok—which apparently calls himself Riwoo now because he said he felt more cool and mysterious with that name. ( ok get it our nonchalant dread head!! )

“Park Sungho??” Asked Riwoo, startled once you blurted everything, “you mean the one with the pointy nose and sweet voice?”

You paused and raised an eyebrow at him, “duh? Have you been listening this whole time?”

“No not like that—you mean Park Sungho in class 19.99 right? He’s in your calculus class, dummy.”

“Wait—WHAT.”

Riwoo threw you a deadass stare, before fishing a muffin out his pocket and shoving his face in it. Perhaps he knew you too well as you started shaking him for answers.

”Just go approach him—”

”I can’t!”

”Then stop talking to me about it!”

“Please, my-Ri-to-the-woo—”

”UGH FINE! But no promises and you buy me a dozen donuts tomorrow.”

”Deal!”

You didn’t get him that dozen of donuts, but Lee Sanghyeok, being the good friend he is, still ended up conversing with his Sungho hyung in their shared dance class for you.

Luckily for you, he managed to score a hangout—the three of you—for next Wednesday over coffee and desserts.

Finally, with all the gears set in, you could start with ‘diary entry 1: A LADY’S GUIDE TO SECURING A MAN WITH BROAD SHOULDERS’

(yes, it’s meant to be this long)

1. A lady hints, not talks

The first ever step-slash-rule to secure a man is to give hints. Yes, hints. No way are YOU the one to make the first move, you hear me ladies? 😒 If he doesn’t pick up on the clues, then you drop!

Wednesday came. And boy, it came with a lot of nervousness, I tell you! But you were ready. Dropped in the cutest fit you have—a pair of jeans with a puffy dress on top (THIS COMBO>>>)—you were absolutely ready to charm Park Sungho.

It took you a while, but you made it on time (5 minutes late) to the cafe, Riwoo and Sungho conversing already at a table near the windows. Riwoo was the first to see you, sending a wave. You returned it, and right after, Sungho sent you one too—albeit less dramatic. Your smile turned up a bit more before sending a smaller wave back to him.

”Hi guys! Sorry if I’m late.”

”It’s okay, we just came,” replied Riwoo, “this is Sungho, my friend in Dance. Sungho, this is my best friend, [reader]”

Sungho stood up to shake your hand, and you both exchanged ‘nice to meet you’(s).

”Let me get coffee real quick!” You told them, before going to the cashier.

After you ordered, you went back to your seat.

“How are you these days, [reader]?” asked Riwoo

”Good, although I think I overworked my feet yesterday, It hurts slightly,” you replied, which by the way, was a big fat lie.

“Ah, is it doing better now?” asked Sungho, who was deeply concerned.

”It should be, I think,” you replied shortly.

More small talk was made before your order number got called. You went up to get it but before you could fully stand—

“I’ll get it for you, [reader],” answered Sungho.

“Huh?” both you and Riwoo replied in shock.

“You should rest your feet since they might still be in pain if you overexert it,” he replied simply.

“Oh there’s really no need, Sungho—“ you denied at first despite the fact that you were internally giggling.

“Please, I insist,” He replied with a smile that almost melted you on the spot, before taking your receipt and heading to the cashier.

It was silent for a moment before your eyes met Riwoo’s, and his met yours. Both of you kicked each other’s feet before suppressing a big fat grin.

2. a lady takes no risks

consult God (or a fortune teller if you’re not religious) to make sure this man is for you. Use the mind, not the heart.

“Okay,” You muttered to yourself like a nutjob, “IF. And only IF he is the one…um..” you paused your prayer for a second because you had no idea what to say.

You decided to just settle for the classic, “Please send me a sign, amen.”

And with that, you fixed your hair and applied pink lip gloss before leaving the house.

Step after steps, you kept thinking of him until you reached the actual library. You took a deep breath before going in. You were early this time, but it seems that Park Sungho has a matter of showing up super early, because he’s already there—sitting in a seat near the windows.

He had his back facing you, so you snuck up on him quietly before placing your hand on his shoulder.

“Sungho,” you muttered quietly, and he jolted, spinning around to look at you fast.

Were you delusional, or is he staring at you?

“Sungho..?” you repeated.

That seemed to jolt him out of his state, “Oh, [reader]—yes, sorry for that. I was out of it—“

You giggled before taking a seat beside him, “It’s fine, don’t worry.”

There wasn’t much small talk after that, as you both seemed focused and determined to do well on your project. Mid-way, however, a crash followed by a yelp took you out of your very focused state. You turned to see Sungho—only, a book fell on top of his head.

“Sorry!” said a boy above you looking down on the rails. You both seemed to recognize him as Myung Jaehyun, who’s also in your shared calc class together.

“Why that—“ said Sungho, before he gives you a quick brb and went upstairs; probably to murder Jaehyun.

You picked up the book on the ground, and then stilled when you read the title.

‘The Sign’ by Robert Van Kampen.

Oh.

I mean, you’re not opposing now, are you?

3. A lady enjoys the reaps that she sowed

Get rizzed up all night by a nice guy (stream nice guy!!!)

“I love your shoulders,” you muttered at him, a hand on his bicep.

2 months had passed since you first dated each other.

”Oh yeah?” He replied, but his words seemed unfocused and disconnected—I mean, who can blame him when you’re sitting on him, looking so cute after you both just made out.

“Mhm,” you answered once more.

”Tell me more,” He asked.

You did, but midway you realized he was just looking over your lips—not paying attention. You rolled your eyes.

“Are you even list—“

He cut you off with another kiss. It lasted a while before he pulled away once more.

”Can’t believe I’m yours,” He whispered, smiling goofily.

You giggled. Yeah, Park Sungho’s yours. The man with broad shoulders is yours.

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BABY BLUE — PARK SUNGHO

WC: 7.7k(woah?)

PAIRING: Sungho x fem!reader

WARNINGS: bestfriend!virgin!sub!sungho. Hint at dom!Sungho at the end. POCKET PUSSY (^-^). Unprotected sex. Guided masturbation(You help him/kinda take over?helped masturbation?). Watched masturbation(?). Oral(F receiving). CREAMPIE(^-^). Virginity loss(M). Cum eating(M). Never proofread/edited(who’s surprised). nicknames(Yeppi, Sung, Sungie), F2L type beat towards the end.

A/N: think of that ^ Sungho when you read this🙂‍↕️. Y’all already know idk what half the shit I write about is ACTUALLY called you guys get the gist tho… need him so bad…WE NEED MORE SUNGHO SMUT

You groaned for what felt like the millionth time, shutting your laptop closed, leaning back, and letting your head plop on the pillow behind you. Sungho lets out an annoyed scoff, nudging your knee once again to pay attention.

“Seriously Sungho,” You whine out, kicking his knee with your foot. “Can’t we just take a break? My brain is fried. I can't even comprehend what you’re saying!”

“We’ve only been studying for thirty minutes.” Sungho deadpans, pulling you up by your arm. “How to do expect

To pass Bio if you can’t even look at the book for ten minutes and your computer for twenty.”

You look at him with a blank expression, his eyes quivering behind his round frames at the stare.

He finally lets out a laugh and softly shoves your shoulder, “If this is your way of distracting me it’s not working.”

You let out a loud groan, slightly pouting as you open back up your computer pressing on the space bar to wake it up. You wait a couple of seconds, tapping against it when it doesn’t. Then you press the power button, holding it for a few seconds before letting it go. You grow frustrated with the blank screen, your face turning into a scowl as you tap on the bar multiple times. The noise annoys Sungho, rolling his eyes and glancing over to see your face upset and your fingers tapping.

“Are you serious right now?”

“W-What?” You sputter out, in disbelief that he’s blaming this on you. “How is it my fault it won’t turn on?”

“Maybe if you charged it last night like I reminded you? Over text. The text you saw!” He scolds tapping his pencil on his book impatiently.

“Whatever,” You mumble, looking around the room for your bag only to see it near his door, across the room. “Do you have a charger? My bag’s too far.”

He scoffs loudly, now it’s his turn to look at you in disbelief, “You have to be joking… it’s in the last drawer.” He motions to the small bedside drawer he has.

You lean over his bed, peeking over the edge and pulling the drawer open slightly, shoving your hand in to feel for a cord. You grumble to yourself at the large amount of cords you feel, opting to pull it open all the way to pull out the one you need.

What you expected to see was a pile of cords, yes. What you didn’t expect to see was a pocket pussy hidden in the back.

“Damn Sungho!” You look back at him with a large smile, wiggling your eyebrows teasingly. “Didn’t know you were a freak!”

He looks up at you confused, finger coming up to push the frames that were threatening to fall off of his nose. You turn back to the item, grabbing it from the base and taking it out to show you.

“Pocket pussy huh?” You tease sitting back up with it still in your hand, you look at the opening seeing specks of dried cum still on it.

His eyes widen and his face turns red, he frantically shakes his head ‘no’, before he lunges over to snatch it out of your hand while you’re looking at it. He shoves in under the blue knitted sweater he had on, his face redder than before spreading the pink color to his neck and under the sweater.

“It’s not what it looks like!” He says quickly watching as you lean back on your elbows. “I swear it’s not what it looks like!”

“What? Used?” You laugh, raising an eyebrow at him. “Looks pretty busted to me! Must be an avid user huh?”

He trips over his words, speaking so quickly that you can’t even understand what he’s saying while you watch as his eyes water slightly. Though you’re not sure if he does either.

You let out a loud laugh, sitting up again and smacking his knee, “Sungho I’m joking! I don’t care what you do with your fake pussy.”

He goes quiet as you laugh, eyes still watering and threatening to spill tears as he looks at you with a pout, “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Hmm,” you pretend to think, tapping a finger on your chin as you lean closer to him. You cause panic in him with the way you’re taking too long to agree. “I won’t!”

He sighs in relief, closing his eyes, “Thank you so much ohmygod thank y-“

“IF!” You interrupt, forcing his eyes to widen again and snapping his head towards you. “If we take a break.”

“We can take as many breaks as you want just please don’t-“

“And show me how you use it.”

His mouth falls open, a confused sound falling out as he watches you shut the books and laptops before gathering them, and placing them on the bedside drawers out of the way.

“Oh come on, Yeppi!” You take his hand in yours, pulling him towards his pillow. He feels tingles running down his spine at the nickname you called him, a nickname that became commonly used in your friend group because of Jaehyun. “We have a deal, right? I won’t tell anyone and you show me? You won’t even notice I’m there!”

You snapped him out of his thoughts when you lay on your side, one arm resting on your hip while your other props your head up. His eyes rake over your body, as much as he doesn’t want to admit, you were so damn attractive in his eyes. A girl he’d always thought of at night was suddenly asking him to show her how he uses a sex toy.

God he could already feel his blood rushing south.

“Promise?” He whispers, sticking out his pinky towards you.

You wrap your pinky around his tightly, eyes lightening up before saying, “I swear on everything, my Yeppi.”

It’s silent between you two as he gulps, letting out a sigh before crawling over to where you were. The toy was still under his shirt as he allowed his back to plop against the mattress, head hitting the pillow before gulping again.

He can feel your eager eyes on him as you wait for him to make a move, not wanting to pressure him. He glances towards your direction making eye contact with you as you let out a giggle.

“You won’t judge right?” He asks softly, tilting his head to the side with a pout.

You feel your heart pounding in your chest, unable to handle how cute he looks despite the situation you put him in. Not realizing your mouth blurted out all of those words until now. His head was turning to the side to look directly at you, his soft pink bottom lip jutting out, and his eyes glossy and sparkling. His hair messily sprawled out around his head, yet he looked so perfect. The soft blue sweater against his pale skin made him look heavenly with everything else. The round frames are still resting on his nose but going slightly crooked from the pressure on one side.

“Y/n?” You're pulled out of your admiration for him with his whisper.

You nod, “I won’t judge you Sungie.”

He smiles softly before giving you a soft nod, a small gasp falling from his lips as you place a soft kiss on his cheek. It’s a normal occurrence that happens between you and everyone in the friend group, all feeling comfortable enough to give hugs and kisses on the cheeks or foreheads. But yet he still felt sparks of electricity running through him, it should've been expected, but it still made his body jolt.

He nods again, turning his head away to look down at his pants, seeing an obvious tent that you don’t dare to comment on but he knows you saw with the small laugh you let out.

His shaky hands pull the toy out from underneath his knitted sweater and place it next to him. Pulling up the sweater softly to expose just his stomach before they go down to undo the button on his jeans. He unzips his pants, pushing them down all the way and kicking them off to the side of the bed. Sungho lets out a small sigh at the relief of some pressure. He takes note of how his hard-on is even more obvious but doesn’t want to acknowledge how he’s harder than usual, veins pulsing with want.

His eyes flutter shut when he wraps his hand around himself over his briefs, hand softly squeezing himself as he gives himself a few pumps before digging his palm against his tip.

A small whine comes out from him but he quickly shuts up and mutters, “Sorry.”

“It’s okay, make all the noises you want Sungie, be as loud as you want.”

He nods his head, “U-usually I’m still getting myself hard b-but you know…” He clears his throat. “After this I u-uh, take it out.”

He glances over at you in time to see you biting your lip, eager to see him bare. He closes his eyes as he pushes them down, dragging his dick along with them and hissing at the material rubbing against his leaking tip. His eyes are still closed as his cock springs up and lets out a lewd noise when it slaps against his stomach, but despite that, he doesn’t miss the gasp that comes out of you. Sungho pushes them down all the way, muttering something about how he doesn’t like having clothes on when he does it.

Pretty was the one word you could use to describe his dick, long with the perfect amount of girth, a vein running up from the base and ending under his mushroom tip. His shaft is a couple of tones darker than his skin. His tip is a pretty shade of pink, matching his lips while it dribbles precum onto his pale stomach.

His hands go to take off the sweater that’s now sticking to his skin, his eyes flinching open when he feels your hand hold onto his.

“Can I-“ you pause to swallow your spit that’s threatening to drool out. “Can I help you take it off?”

He looks at you in shock. He doesn’t realize how long he is staring until you slowly retract your hand, a soft blush creeping onto your face thinking you went too far.

“No! Please!” He quickly says holding onto your hand, startling you with his sudden outburst. He clears his throat softly, “I-I meant, uh… please. Help me.”

You give him a small smile as you sit up, your hands going to his sides, your hand sneaking under the sweater while the fabric stays put between your thumbs and index fingers. You feel his body shiver, goosebumps leaving behind a trail as you slowly glide your hands up his body and push the fabric along with them. He looks at you with round eyes, staring into your eyes as you slowly run your hands up his body only looking away to help you take it completely off of him.

“You look really good in baby blue.” You whisper tossing the sweater where the rest of his clothes are.

“Thank you.” He mutters shyly before you lay back down on your side.

He looks back down and sees a puddle of precum pooling on his stomach. A blush creeps up his face, embarrassed at the large amount. He’s thankful you don’t comment on it as he brings his hand down, scooping some up and using it as lube. His hand wraps around his length, pumping himself slowly and letting out soft moans. He’s not usually this…wet… he doesn’t know why squelching noises are coming from his hand this early. He doesn’t know why there’s an actual puddle on his stomach. He doesn’t know why his cock is aching so badly to get inside the fake pussy he has, or why the veins on his dick are bulging out and pulsing with need. Usually, he’s not this eager, and you’re the one to blame. The sudden urge to prove he’s good at it takes over his body, to prove he can make a fucking toy feel good and it’s all your fault.

“So pretty,” he hears you whisper, and he can’t help the loud whiny moan he lets out, instantly biting the back of his other hand to shut himself up.

You push his hand away, “Let me hear you.”

Sungho nods softly, obeying instantly and letting his jaw drop as he continues to pump himself. He’s not usually noisy, he can’t help but let out soft moans and whines with you around. His hand speeds up in pace, his breathing gets heavier and his noises get louder. The vein in his hand becomes more prominent as he strokes his dick. His hips lift off of the bed, slightly thrusting up into his hand before they fall back down. He can feel his stomach tighten, getting so close to the edge already with your eyes on him. You can tell he’s close too; his hand getting sloppier with its pumps, his stomach caving in, and his hips stuttering up.

Then suddenly he stops. Sungho’s eyes open, looking at the ceiling with hooded lids as his hand squeezes the base of his member to stop himself from cumming. You can see his eyes water from refusing to give himself a release. You can see the blush rising back to his cheeks, his eyes darting to your face, down your body, then back to his dick that’s begging with each twitch. Suddenly he’s also aware he’s the only one fully naked here.

“Uh, I’m a bit embarrassed.” His voice is raspy as he speaks, moving his face to the other side to hide from you.

“Don’t be Sungho,” You coo, softly grabbing his chin to bring his face back to you. “You look really pretty right now.”

You don’t miss the way his cock visibly twitches at your words, his tip leaking a small beat of precum that follows the trail of his vein. A shy smile grows on his face as he mutters, “Thank you.”

He sits up on his elbows, letting go of his dick that falls against his stomach with a small smack, falling into the drying puddle on his stomach. He brings his hand up to his mouth, letting a wad of spit fall onto his middle and ring finger before bringing it up to the toy. You bite your lip to prevent the small moan that bubbles in your throat as he slowly pushes his fingers into the toy. His fingers go knuckles deep before he pulls them out and smears what’s left on the rubber folds. Your thighs squeeze together subconsciously, feeling a gush of arousal seep out of you, wetting your underwear even more. He lays back down, glancing at your thighs rubbing against each other, as he holds onto his length, guiding the toy down.

He lets out a whine at the feeling of the toy sinking down on him, pushing and pushing until the rubber touches his pubic area. Sungho can’t help but tip his head back, back arching off of the bed ever so slightly as his face scrunches up into what seems like a pained expression. His eyebrows are furrowed together, eyes shut tight as he lets a hiss escape from his gritted teeth. You can’t decide where to look; at his face or where the toy sits on him. His hips rolled into the toy, trying to shove himself deeper inside.

Sungho can’t even be embarrassed now, he could never get over how good the toy felt, always left wondering if the real thing felt better or the same. He hears a small whimper come from you, his hips automatically thrusting up into the toy at the sound. His eyes open immediately after, hooded eyes behind his thin frames looking into yours as he lifts the toy, stopping when it’s halfway off of him before thrusting up into it. Sungho’s mouth falls out as he does so, letting out the most gorgeous moan you’ve ever heard from a man as he stares deep into your eyes. Your eyes dart everywhere on his face, stopping when you spot a strand of hair near his opened mouth. You can’t help but reach over, moving the strand of hair from his face. Your touch makes his eyes flutter shut only to shoot open again, not being able to keep them fully open for long before they droop back down.

It hurts how badly your pussy aches to be touched by him, or worse to be fucked by him. As messily as he’s fucking up into the toy, it makes you wonder if he’s even had real sex. His thrusts are uncoordinated and sloppy, with no rhythm in his hips as he rolls and thrusts up. Disgustingly hot squelching noises coming from it. His hand is pulling the toy up and down, sometimes going too high that his length almost slips out. You notice Sungho’s impatient at times, not being able to wait until he sinks the toy down on himself. instead, he meets the toy either less or more than halfway and sometimes halfway. His actions are desperate, too excited to have the toy suck him in you can’t even tell if it's pleasurable or not with the inconsistency that you can't seem to let go of.

“Yeppi,” You whisper out, eyes focused on where his cock disappears into the pink toy. “Are…”

You gulp at the sound of a whine leaving his mouth, face still turned to you, giving you a view of his expressions.

“Are you a virgin?”

His eyes widen at the question, his hips stuttering at the question and he lets out a confused moan. His cheeks are already pink from the heat and horniess, but they turn a brighter shade of pink because of embarrassment.

“Is it- hah- t-that obvious?” He whimpers out, looking at you with a pout before they part again to let out a groan.

You nod your head, biting your lip to hold back your smile, “You’re kinda sloppy.”

His hips thrust up flush against the toy, a whine coming out of his mouth again getting turned on even more as you speak despite the topic being about him being a virgin.

“Do you… want me to help you, Sung?” you ask, placing your hand on his chest, slowly trailing down until it reaches his stomach, your nail grazing his skin and drawing shapes on it.

He nods quickly, hips falling back onto the sheets. Your hand goes further down, passing the puddle on the dip of his stomach and reaching up for the base of the toy where’s he holding, all while looking into his eyes. He’s impatient again, thrusting up into the toy when you begin to pull it off.

“Sungho,” You say, a warning tone in your voice before you watch his hips fall again.

Your eyes flicker back down, pulling it off slowly until only

His tip was in before sliding it back down drawing a moan out from him.

“Kiss me.” He whimpers out quickly. “Please.”

You don’t have to be told twice. you bend down over him placing your lips on his pink plump ones, his moving desperately against yours as if he’s been craving you. The hand that’s not wet goes into your hair, tangling his fingers in them as he presses you deeper into him. You’re not sure if he’s done anything with a girl or if he is just too gone; the pace he has for kissing is as sloppy as his masturbating.

“Gosh Singho,” you breathe out. Pulling away from the kiss to speak, ignoring how wet you feel yourself getting solely from the far string of saliva connecting you both. “You’d never be able to make a girl cum if you fuck like this.”

“Y-yes I can!” He complains between whines.

“Too sloppy,” you whisper, pressing a kiss against his jaw. “Uncoordinated. Yeppi would be the only one cumming that night.”

He whines out in protest, shutting up when you let out a small chuckle against his skin, teeth digging into his jawbone before you crash your lips on his. He’s sloppy again, his mouth opening wide as if he was trying to eat yours, his tongue peeking out to lick all of you. Your lips, your teeth, the inside of your cheeks, and your tongue as you pump the toy up and down him.

His moans are louder now that you took over. They’re whinier and broken up as he kisses you. You pull away looking down at him and seeing a fat string of saliva connecting you both again, breaking when he bites his lip to quiet his moans. His mouth and chin are covered in spit and you can only imagine you’re in the same boat. His glasses have gone crooked now and they’re slightly foggy, prints of your face are on the lens before they disappear with each rough breath he takes. Sungho reaches up for more, shoving his whole tongue into your mouth as he sits up on his elbows to be able to meet you. You can feel his hips twitching up into the toy, this time a little more coordinated as he's finally able to get a pattern down now that you’re controlling the toy. The drool is leaking out onto his chest, a trail going down his chin then dripping straight down. Your lips wrap around his tongue, sucking on it as he lets out a groan that vibrates your whole body. His body is weak now, and suddenly he’s falling back down onto the pillow.

His other hand darts to your thigh, gripping it tightly as his chest heaves up and down, “Fuckkk- ah- i‘m gonna-“

Sungho doesn’t get the chance to finish his sentence before his hips thrust up to meet the toy halfway, falling open into a silent moan as his fingers grope your jean-clad thigh. He’s cumming into the toy, harder than he has on his own. His cock pulses with each spurt of cum that escapes him. His thoughts go wild as you coo at him, instead, he’s imagining he’s cumming inside of you as you praise him.

His hips fall back down onto the bed as he pants. Your hand makes the toy give him a few more pumps before you pull it off, watching as he cum begins to seep out of it.

“So messy Yeppi,” You tease, watching as the cum drops onto his skin. “You wouldn’t leave a girl just like this, would you? You’d make her clean herself, wouldn’t you?”

His head is spinning at your words, shaking his head as he looks at you with wide eyes again, still coming down from his orgasm.

“No, right?” You hum at him bringing the toy closer to his mouth. “Then you should clean it up right?”

He looks at the entrance of the rubber toy and then back at you, your eyebrows raising in expectation as he slowly sticks his tongue out before he pulls it back in.

“I’ve never…” His words trail off as tries his best to see you through the slight fog of his glasses. “Eaten… it.”

“The toy?” You question, laughing when he nods. “Why don’t you try it out first, hm? Then I’ll help you.”

He nods, sticking his tongue out, licking the dripping cum coming from it. The sight is so lewd; your best friend eating his cum and eating out a toy for the first time in front of you with hooded eyes staring directly at you for reassurance. You can’t stop the moan that falls from your mouth as he wiggles his tongue inside. The sound alone is enough to make him hard again, his dick immediately growing again despite just cumming. His eyebrows scrunch in confusion, not knowing what to do as he licks inside the walls of the toys.

“H-how about…” You start, pulling the toy off of his tongue and placing it on the side. “You try with the real thing?”

His eyes are blown out as he sees you reach for the button on your jeans, popping it open before unzipping your pants.

“Please.” He whispers, nodding rapidly as he sees you wiggle off your jeans.

You toss them onto the floor, grabbing the hem of your shirt and pulling it over your head. Revealing your matching set of plain black to him, but despite it being simple it was his turn to not be able to hold back the choked moan escaping his mouth at the sight of your body half naked in front of him.

He sees you about to lie down, his hand reaching for your waist to stop you, asking shyly, “Can you sit? On my face?”

Your eyes widen at his question, body freezing as you feel your cunt clench around nothing. You can see him getting nervous, snapping out of it you nod your head.

You crawl towards his head, swinging on legs around his body before scooting up until you're hovering over his mouth.

“Are you-“ You're cut off by Sungho shoving his face forward into your mound, inhaling deeply, and letting out a deep groan while your hand immediately goes to grip his hair. His glasses go crooked as he presses his nose against your clit, your body jolting as he slowly rubs it up and down.

“Sungho-“ You gasp, feeling his hands come to grip your ass tightly, pulling you further down onto his face. You can feel the cotton material of your underwear dampen, unsure if it was because of you or Sungho pressing his tongue against it. “Let me move them first.”

He allows you to pull up from his face, watching intensely as your hand comes down to move your underwear to the side. Sungho can’t stop the moan coming from his throat as you expose your soaking cunt to him, your folds are glossy in the light from how wet you were.

“Do you want to try it on your own first?” You ask, looking down at him as you run your fingers through his hair, stopping to fix his glasses as he nods rapidly.

He rushes to pull you down, hands gripping your hips as he sticks his tongue out, flattening it out against you as he licks a long stripe up. He looks up at you through his lenses, watching as your eyes flutter shut as he begins to repeat the action.

“T-try, ngh, focusing here.” You tell him as you reach down to tap your clit.

Sungho immediately listens, his tongue poking your numb before wrapping his lips around it. Pride swells in his chest at the loud moan you let out once he begins to suck on it, his tongue flicking it quickly as your hand grips his hair tightly.

“Sungho- hah- shit just like that.” You praise as you grind down on his face, hips twitching as you do so. “Fuck so good Yeppi.”

The vibrations from his moan shoot up your body, and moans fall out of your mouth as you grind down against his mouth. Sungho pulls away from your clit, and flattens his tongue against you again to lick everything up. His mouth opens, his lips pressing against all of you as he begins to slurp your juices dripping out onto his face. His glasses are completely foggy by now, the lenses covered with thick fog ruining his ability to see you, but he doesn’t want to stop touching you. His hands are running up and down your body blindly; moving down to your ass to squeeze it before running up to squeeze at your tits and coming back down to your waist.

“Can I stick-“ He cuts his mumbling off by slurping up your juices again. “My tongue inside?”

You nod your head rapidly, unable to speak as he continues to flick his tongue over your clit, “Y-yes fuck please.”

Sungho immediately listens, prodding his tongue inside of your hole, his tongue wiggling its way in like he did with the toy. He moans, his tongue surrounded by your tight warm walls, the taste of you coating everything single bud on his tongue before dripping down to the back of his throat.

“Oh, my g-god Sungho!” You whimper out, his tongue darting in and out of you rapidly as your hand tightens in his hair, drawing a pained moan from him. Your hips grind down to meet his thrusts, desperately trying to shove it further inside of you as he forces your hips onto his face.

Sungho is so desperate for the taste of you, moaning and whining against your cunt each time you grind on his face. He can’t help but shove his face further into you while forcing you further onto him, trying to reach deep inside of you only to be restricted by the length of his tongue. He was practically suffocating himself into you, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Instead, he let out big huffs of air against you before inhaling all the air he could between you guys, not daring to pull away despite the lack of air burning his lungs. You couldn’t seem to notice either; and if you did, you simply didn’t care with the way you could only grind further into him and bring him closer to you. His nose is bumping against your clit with every movement of your hips, making you cry out each time it does.

Your other hand desperately reaches for his hand, helping him bring his thumb to your clit as you show him how to rub the way you want it. You let go when he gets the hang of it, your eyes rolling back and noises getting louder.

“Ah- ah, Sungho fuck you’re doing s-so good!” You practically shout, tears prickling in the corner of your shut eyes as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge. “Don’t stop- please- don’t stop.”

Sungho wished that his glasses would somehow clear up so he could see how godly you looked on top of him right now. You on the other hand were grateful for it, thanking the universe for not letting him see how pathetic you looked right now. A small part of you was embarrassed; embarrassed how nothing but squelching could be heard coming from your wet pussy, slurping coming from Sungho, annoyingly loud moans and whines from you, pathetic hips grinding into his face and your pathetic hands only forcing his face further up into you. The scene must look disgusting from another person's view, it sounded disgusting, but it felt so good you wished you could see it from another view.

“Oh my god- Sungho oh fuck- I’m close!” You cry out, mouth dropping open as you throw your head back. “Don't stop oh god- please.”

Sungho can feel his stomach tighten, your pleas going directly to his cock as it leaks all over his stomach again. His heart is swelling from hearing you becoming such a mess all because of him. Sungho doesn’t stop though, he continues eagerly wanting you to come undone on his tongue. Wanting the taste of you to fill his mouth and silently begs it’s be the only thing he tastes for the next few days. He notices the stutter in your hips, twitching each time you bounce on his face as if it was a cock; and all he can do is hope you do that on his next.

“Cumming- shit- ‘m cumming!” You warn, your body shaking violently seconds after as you release all over his tongue.

Your moan drops open as a squeak leaves your mouth, followed by a loud cry. Sungho drinks you all up as you release, jaws unhinging wide open to make sure he catches every drop of you while your thighs squeeze around his head. His tongue continued thrusting into you, moaning as you tightened around the muscle. Your walls spasm around him as you cum, his thumb still rubbing circles on your clit as you come down from your high. Harsh gasps come from you, your chest heaving up and down as you try to come down from your release, hips messily rutting into his face.

A tug on his hand pulls his fingers away from your clit, your hands releasing their grip on his hair as you slide your body away from his face wetting his body in the process but he couldn’t seem to care. You push his glasses up to his head as you pant for air, resting on his abs as you watch him blink to adjust to the light.

Your eyes shut for a couple of seconds at the sight of him; hair sticking in every direction, eyes hooded and filled with lust and want, his mouth and chin completely soaked in your arousal as his tongue darts out to lick what we can.

“You did-“ You gulp, mouth dry as ever. “Really good.”

A grin breaks out on his face, pride evident on his face from your praise. But he still can’t ignore the throbbing feeling coming from his cock again, desperate for a release — throbbing harder now that he got a taste of you(something he’s always dreamed of).

As if you could read his mind, you get off of his abs, and he can’t help but fixate on the wet spot your pussy leaves on his skin. You wrap your hand around him, sharp gasps coming from him at the feeling of your soft palm around him.

“Please-“ He begs, hips softly thrusting up into your hand as you softly pump him. “Please- let me be inside you.”

You nod your head quickly, pulling your hand away as you move to slide off your panties, tossing them somewhere in the room before doing the same with your bra. Sungho practically comes on the spot as he watches the way your tits bounce out of the bra, staring intensely as your nipples begin to stiffen in the cold air.

“Do you have a condom?” You ask him. “It’s fine if you don’t, I’m clean. And I’m assuming you are too.”

“I don’t,” he confirms with a soft pout. “Please, let me be inside you.”

You coo at him, bending down to kiss him as you climb onto his lap, pressing his cock against your pussy and his stomach. He lets out a loud moan against your lips, the feeling of your tits pressing against him and the feeling of your bare pussy touching his makes his cock jump against you. He watches as you pull away, your figure becoming blurry as he quickly rushes to clean his glasses on his pillowcase before shoving them into his face. You still have him sandwiched between you two, grinding on his member to get him nice and slippery. The sight alone could’ve made him cum. He watches as you hover, gripping the base of his cock with one hand while the other plants itself onto his chest. You both look as you begin to sink on him, moans coming from the both of you as you do.

A gasp comes from Sungho when you bottom out, a noise similar to someone getting punched in the stomach, as his hands fly to painfully grip your waist. Your other hand comes to his chest, balancing yourself on him as you whine. Sungho feels like he’s in heaven, eyes rolling back as he sees white at the feeling of your tight pussy stretching around him. Your wet, warm, spongy walls flutter around him and clench as they adjust to his size.

God, he thinks he might cum. He can feel it brewing in his stomach. All he can think to himself is, ‘God please let him last a little longer.’

“Y-you can,” Sungho gulps, letting out a shaky breath as he opens his eyes, lifting his head to look at you. Regretting it immediately as he gets a look at your fucked out face, tits pressed against each other tightly in between your arms, and the sight of your cunt stretched around him was enough. He shuts his eyes immediately, letting it drop back into the pillow as he tries his best to focus on something else. “Please move.”

You listen to him, your shaking thighs helping you move up until his mushroom tip is about to pop out, before slowly sinking back down. A deep groan comes from him, as if he is in pain as you repeat the action, this time slamming down onto him. You let out your noises, whines fall from you as you feel his fingers digging into your skin.

“Fuck Sungho,” You gasps out hips bouncing onto his. “A-are you okay?”

He nods quickly, “So good. So good. Feel so good.” He blabbers out as his face scrunches up.

His senses betray him, making it harder to hold back the never-ending feeling to fill you up. His hearing solely focuses on the even louder squelching noises coming from your cunt, the sound of your ass bouncing against his thighs, and the cries of pleasure coming from you. His touch focuses on the feeling of your soft skin underneath his fingers, wanting to dig them impossibly deep into you. The feeling of your wetness drenching his balls completely, adding even more wet sounds each time you bounced down. His smell still focuses on the smell of your cunt from when you were desperately grinding on his face for a release, never wanting to get rid of the scent of your pussy. His taste was the worst, each time he swallowed he felt as if he was swallowing your release all over again.

But he knows if he opens his eyes he’d be screwed for life. He’d know it’s100x worse at the sight of your even more fucked out face, mouth open wide as you whine and moan, eyes either hooded or shut tightly in pleasure, the sight of your pussy gliding up and down his length, tits bouncing with each movement, the faces you might be making.

Fuck, he wants to see it so badly.

“Sungho,” you whine loudly, nails softly scratching his chest to get his attention. “Look at me. P-please.”

He’s fucked. So badly. But can’t help but listen as you plea for him. He regrets it so badly though.

His eyes fluttered open and hung low as he looked at you, and he was right. Your eyes were hooded as your face scrunched in pleasure. mouth hanging open while drool threatens to drip out. tits bouncing at the same pace you’ve set, slowing down when you slow your bounces to grind on him roughly. God, he’s screwed.

You felt the same, not being able to handle how he looked. Your pussy clenched around him as he opens his eyes, hooded with lust immediately. His plump lips are swollen from kissing and hanging open as he lets out the most beautiful noises. His chest rapidly rises and falls as he tries to catch his breath in between moans. Face, neck, and chest pink from heat. Hair wild, and the same round frames adoring his face, going crooked but not enough to need fixing.

Your cut out of your thoughts with his words, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

He all but shouts, face scrunching up, “Gonna cum ‘m gonna cum oh god-“

“Sungie- ah-,” You whine loudly, eyes growing wide in disappointment. “Already?”

He nods rapidly, planting his feet onto the bed. He didn’t know what he was doing, but he watched enough porn to know this was one of the best ways to fuck into something.

“Y/n ‘m so sorry,” He quickly whimpers, leaving you confused.

You're about to question him, but the air gets knocked out of you when he grips your hips impossibly tight before he fucks up into you. Hips desperately thrust up as he chases his release. It's so close — he can taste it on the tip of his tongue, or maybe it was still you. Regardless he feels it all over his body, tingling every inch of him, something like he’s never felt before.

“Holy fuck- ah- hah- Sungho,” You cry out, nails digging into his chest as you balance yourself. “s-slow down!”

“Can’t!” He practically sobs. “Can’t! ‘M sorry I can’t!”

Sunghos hips move at an insane speed, nothing you’ve ever felt before. He’s so close, he can feel his balls tighten as they slap against your ass with every thrust.

“Fuck! G-gonna cum!” He warns his hips stuttering as he continues his pace.

“Inside!” You gasp out, eyes rolling back. “Please- inside please Sung!”

“So good! Fuck, yes! So warm, so tight, so good!”

Sungho delivers one more harsh thrust into you, practically lurching your body forward, almost falling if it wasn’t for him forcing your body onto him. He cums with a loud moan of your name, his whole body shaking as he spurts loads of his cum into you. Orgasm so intense, that he loses his hearing, ringing being the only thing he could hear as his eyes roll back. Revealing nothing but whites to you as he throws his head back, mouth wide open releasing silent squeaky moans, before returning to loud shout-like groans as he comes back to his senses. His body is still shaking when he lets his hips fall back down onto the mattress, pressing your hips flush against his while doing so.

His fingers quickly come to rub your clit as he continues spurting cum inside of you, more than he’s ever released before. His eyes water, pain shooting through his whole body as you begin to slowly bounce on top of him while his thumb continues rubbing circles. Sungho doesn’t mind, instead loving how you continue to use him despite milking him for all that he’s worth.

He continues shooting small amounts, body jolting up into each of your bounces. A small sob wreaking through his body.

“Sungho,” You whimper out, reaching for the nape of his hair to pull him up.

He quickly sits up, adjusting to rest against the headboard. Fingers still rubbing circles against your twitching clit, as you begin to reach your high. His hips still softly thrusting into you with each of your bounces. You pull him in for a kiss, sloppy and uncoordinated, similar to what you told him he was, was now you because of him and he loved it. Your noises are higher in volume, and before you know it, you're cumming around his cock. Pulling away from the kiss as your head falls back, face scrunching in pleasure as your walls clench and twitch around his length. Sungho leans forward, leaving kisses on your neck, softly sucking on the skin here and there and he helps you grind against him throughout your high.

You’re panting as you come down, vision full of fuzzy black dots from the intensity. Sungho’s lips send shivers down your spine, his thumb slowing down before you push it away from you. Instead, he opts for wrapping them around your waist bringing you impossibly closer as your grinds against him come to a complete stop.

You giggle when Sungho softly bites your shoulder, pulling away with a dopey smile. You both can’t stop smiling and letting out soft laughs as you stare into each other's eyes before you pull him in for a kiss. This time, full of passion, love, and unspoken feelings that you both feel. You pull away, resting your forehead against his as he jokingly rubs his scrunched nose against yours.

“I know this might be bad timing,” He whispers against your lips. “But, I really like you.”

You can’t stop the blush from spreading across your face, “I really like you too.”

Sungho breaks into another smile, pressing his lips against yours again, the smile not fading even as you both move your lips against each other. He pulls away this time staring lovingly into your eyes before you break the silence again.

“You look really good in baby blue by the way.” You compliment, nodding your head in the direction of his discarded sweater.

He laughs at the random completely, muttering, “Thank you.”

He looks down to where you both meet and lets out another groan at the sight of his cum leaking out messily of your hole and dirtying your puffy lips along with his skin.

“I seriously think you need to get off, so we can clean you up before I get hard again.” He says, eyes shutting as he looks away.

You let out a loud laugh, pulling off with a loud whine as he helps you move slowly. A loud groan comes from deep within his chest as he sees his cock pop out of you, base covered in a thick white ring of yours and his cum combined. His length is covered in the same substances, while his cum drops out of you and onto the sheets and your thighs.

Fuck. He feels the blood rushing to his cock again. He watches as your eyes fill with horror at the sight of him getting hard again despite basically emptying his balls right now. Before you can say anything you're flipped into your back, head hitting the pillow and body hitting the mattress with a soft ‘oof’.

“One more round wouldn’t hurt, right baby?” Sungho asks with a sweet unconvincing smile on his lips as he rests between your legs. “It may not be amazing — since this is my first time.”

His hand comes down to align his head with your twitching hole like you had done earlier. You let out a shocked whine as he pushes himself halfway in with no warning, babbling for him to go slow and to stop. His glasses sliding down his nose before he grabs them and gently places them onto your face to not lose them, giving you a small peck before pulling away.

The same sickeningly sweet smile is on his face as he speaks again, “But one more won’t hurt. I swear it’ll be quick baby.”

꒰ 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 ꒱ 박성호

summary : you and your husband were throwing a bbq party, and sungho has somehow convinced you he was going to grill

genre : fluff, husband!sungho x afab!reader, girldad!sungho, non-idol!au, bbqdad!au tws : kisses, language, bad bbq puns, father sungho author notes : this is zanna's fault for indulging my delusions word count : 1.3k

“hey babygrill.” 

you turned, “sungho—”

“is it hot grill summer?” he asked, a wood-handled, metal spatula clutched between his fingers. “because you’re smoking hot.” you cringed, holding back a laugh as he leaned sideways, fingers turning the dial on the front of the grill. the vein in his neck strained with the angle, making it prominent against the midday sunlight. the defined muscles of his arms flexed, and you stared like you’d never seen him before—even though you’d been married to him for two years now, dating him for three before that. you reached out, tracing the lines, feeling the heat from the grill and sun combine against his untainted-tan skin. 

“i’m going to get our daughter ready,” he ignored your touch, knowing it wasn’t anything new. he liked it though, knowing you weren’t like that before him. “myself, too.”

“sure, babe.” he replied, hovering his palm a few inches over the metal rack he had cleaned just a couple minutes ago. “go ahead. i’ve got this all under control.”

who was he really trying to convince? you thought. your husband wasn’t a master chef by any means, but when you craved late-night snacks, he was definitely the man for the job.

“are you sure,” you quizzed. “maybe don’t start until i get back?”

“my love,” he met your eyes, head still slightly hung as he adjusted the heat. his longer hair fell to the side effortlessly, cascading like a waterfall. “i’ll be fine.”

“oh no,” you laughed. “i’m worried about my house, sungho.” 

he faked being offended. “what the hell? i’m a great chef!”

“you’re great at a lot of things, baby, there’s no doubt about it, but cooking just isn’t one of them.” his fake started to become genuine, arms crossing over his broad chest. you tried hard not to stare again. “right now!” you added, “practice makes perfect! but, just wait for me to supervise. i would like for there to be a backyard to have this party in…” you kissed his shoulder. “please?” 

ultimately, you always won him over. “fine, i’ll cut up stuff for the sides instead.” you weren't sure about that either, however it’s something you’ve made him do often for you. so, it should go fine, shouldn’t it? “but, hurry, i’d like to get these burgers sizzling. you could say, the steaks are high, right now, y/n. want them to be grate for our family and friends.” 

you mentally facepalmed. when did you marry such a cheesy guy? you guess it's for the best that he became a dad after all, with these (terrible) jokes of his. 

you left him to attend to the vegetables for the burgers, finding your daughter in front of a fan on the couch, basking in the air that blew directly in her face. bluey was playing on the TV, the accents rubbing off on her slightly. 

she lit up, “mommy!”

“hi, baby.” you plopped down next to her, and she instantly nozzled against your side. “do you wanna bet on daddy burning something?” 

she eyed you, then nodded, “seven fruit snacks.” you hummed, seemingly thinking it over. but before you had the chance to agree, she added, “and 45 minutes past bedtime.”

you cocked your head, slightly in disbelief, but mostly in amusement. 

“deal.” you held your hand for her to take, which she did (hand significantly smaller than yours) closing the bargain. “i have faith in my husband.” 

you lied, but regardless, you honestly wanted your miniature version to win.

you silently watched a couple more minutes with her, glancing at the clock on the wall. you threaded your hand through her hair, thinking about the styles you could put it into today; ultimately knowing what your kid would prefer. 

“first one ready gets dessert before dinner!”

she jumped off the couch, small legs carrying down the hall and presumably to the bathroom. you followed after a moment, hearing the water start to run.

once finished, you joined sungho outside again, prepared for guests to start showing up. he had to do a double take when you walked out, and if this was a cartoon, you feared his eyes would’ve been popping out of his head. 

“woah,” he snaked his hands around your waist, after abandoning the grill carelessly, planting a couple kisses against your lips and surrounding skin. “damn, are you a5 wagyu?” he murmured, eyes roaming over your figure, “‘cause you look expensive.”  

you caught the look your (almost) three year old daughter gave him; the same one she gave tomatoes. you stifled a laugh against his lips.  

“ew, daddy!” she shrieked at your kiss, wiggling in your arms to push him back. “that’s my mommy!” she argued, throwing her small limbs around your neck and puckering her lips against your cheek. 

“i’m sorry, baby.” he put his palm to your daughter's head gently, kissing her temple. “I’m just letting your mom follow my apron’s instructions.” he revealed said tightly-tied clothing: kiss the chef adorned with fake abs (not that he needed them) printed on it. once again, you wondered when you married such an unserious guy. 

she began to hysterically laugh, and you guffawed, sungho taking her from you gladly. she hugged around his neck, “damn girly, you got a grip.” she squeezed tighter, kissing his cheek too. “i almost passed out!” that prompted a competition between the two, giggles sounding throughout the backyard as your daughter hugged tighter and tighter. 

you were only interrupted when his parents voices cut through the noise, “where’s my pretty princess of a granddaughter?” suddenly said girl was pushing from your husband, trying her hardest to be put down; her grandparents were arguably her second-favorite people. they took care of her during your date-nights and any other time sungho would ask. you’d never had a good relationship with your parents, but you were glad that they took you in for your daughter and husband's sake. 

they met your side, gaining a hug from you. 

“daddy! put me down!” she whined, causing you to giggle at the sight, “please!” 

he shook his head, attacking her with more hugs and kisses. 

it was refreshing to see such a man who wasn’t afraid to show his love and adoration for someone–especially his daughter. 

finally she broke free, running the short distance to sungho’s dad and jumping into his arms. she resumed the game with him, arms wrapping around his neck. 

“i made you something last night!” her attempt to get put down was easier than before, and once she hit the ground she was off, ushering her grandma and grandpa to follow into the house. “c’mon, it’s for your fridge!” 

sungho met your side once again, arm around your midsection, your head laid on his shoulder. you were glad you started a family with him of all people, even though when you were younger you weren't sure you would ever have wanted kids; but everything just felt so safe and secure with him. every doubt and uncertainty was put to rest when he was around. 

“she converted me into a girl-dad.” 

you laughed, “babe, you’ve always been a girl dad. do you remember when we found out, no one cried harder than you did.” 

he waved you off with a pfft sound, “she’s just so adorable, you can’t blame me.” he broke away, arms up innocently, standing back. “she’s a miniature version of you.” 

you spun to face him, “no, she’s exactly like you, baby. terrible humor, no respect for bedtime, fluffy-ass hair.” 

a hum resonated. he was staring again, eyes flicking over you casually. “should we have another, you think? another girl, but i’d love a miniature version of me, too.” your eyebrows rose in amusement, until your attention found itself locked behind him on the copious amount of smoke. 

“it’s burning.” 

“yeah, i know.” he said in a duh-tone, words adorned with his eyes rolling, “you’re hotter than the grill.”

“no, babe.” you grabbed his bare shoulders, spinning him around. “there’s actually a fire right now.” 

“oh my god!” you didn’t need to be facing him to see his eyes go wide, shoulders tensing under your grip. you giggled, sungho moving quickly to grab the tongs from the side table and move the food from the flame that had developed. “why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he asked, slightly frantic. 

“i guess you could say… missteaks were made.”

he turned slowly, a shit-eating grin across his face, “i knew you liked them.”

of course you did. it was sungho. 

suddenly a voice called out, “mommy, you owe me my fruit snacks!”

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tied to you (bnd legal line) ˚ · .

bnd as submissives , bnd x fem!reader , nsfw (mdni!!!), headcanons/ramble

warnings: dom/sub dynamics, restraints, collars, some degradation, slight masochism (nothing too crazy), hand stuff, oral (giving and receiving)

a/n: i think this is my first official nsfw post omg <3 this was supposed to just be a small ask answer but i think i indulged a litttllleee too much >3< also, a lot of this was influenced by their charts (once again) so yeah! thank u for ur request anon :0

sungho ˚ ⋆｡˚

as someone who likes to control almost every aspect of his life, it'd take a little coaxing to get sungho to submit to you. he'll only submit when he feels fully safe and thinks he can be completely vulnerable around you and sungho is most likely to submit when he's really stressed out or tense. he can get really self-conscious about relinquishing control, so he might come to you casually and try to subtly hint that he wants you to dom him. it might be when you're laying in bed scrolling as he gets home, and he just drops everything at the door and curls up to you. he melts when you stroke his hair, and you'll notice him getting riled up, nuzzling into your neck like a kitten. <3

when sungho submits, the only thing on his mind is pleasing you. i think he's more of a service top and his only goal would be to cater to your needs. he'll eat you out for as long as you'd like, trying his best not to cum in his pants because you told him not to! he likes it when you ride him, using his body as a toy for yourself, and all he can do is let you take whatever you want from him <3

sungho would like to submit to you nonsexually as well. he feels most at ease when he feels as if you are at ease, so he will be at your every beck and call. if you are hungry, he's going straight to the kitchen to make you something. he'll wash all of the dishes, do all of the laundry, and rub your back and feet if you've had a long day. he'll like it when he's able to take control outside of the house, but as soon as you guys get home, everything goes by your word.

sungho is incredibly sensitive! he loves when you worship his body, placing little kisses on his stomach, complimenting all of his hard work in the gym. he could cum untouched by you simply running your fingers over his pecs and thighs. he's a huge lover of foreplay too. when you're kissing up and down his neck, touching him everywhere except the place he needs you most <3 he'll try his best to keep his hands to himself if you tell him to, but sometimes he just can't resist. when he doesn't listen, he likes it when you push him into the bed, holding his hands above his head. he knows that he's stronger than you and can take back control if he wants to, but something about that turns him on even more.

his favorite names to be called in bed are kitty, doll, and pretty. if you whisper, "look at you, doll. you're so pretty like this. just a bit longer and i'll let you cum, okay?", he'll be sinking deep into subspace, just wanting to please you and make you happy.

he can get pretty shy when it comes to making noise in bed, so i see him biting his lip and covering his mouth a lot to stay quiet, turning his head to hide his face and stuff <3 he starts to get loud when he's close to cumming, muttering out "please please please" as he grips the sheets, his body racking with shivers.

for aftercare, he'd like bathing together with you as the big spoon, helping him wash up. he might even fall asleep as you massage shampoo into his hair, leaning in to press tiny kisses to his cheek and the back of his neck. he needs lots of reassurance as well. tell him that he did so good for you, that he made you feel good, and that you love him. he needs to hear it or else he might get really insecure and start to overthink. when it's time for bed, let him be the big spoon so he can burrow himself in the back of your neck and hold you close to him <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ riwoo

i see riwoo as a natural submissive. he loves you so deeply and he's willing to do anything you ask of him. riwoo definitely slips into subspace the fastest and deepest. you guys could be watching a movie when you start to rub him through his pants nonchalantly. he'll look at you with wide eyes and you'll just say, "keep watching the movie." he'll try so hard not to buck up into your hand or make any noises, but he ultimately fails because you always make him feel so good. he can't help it </3

he would get so embarrassed when you tease him in public, muttering "we shouldn't do this here" when you pull him into a bathroom to quickly suck him off because he looks so good in that outfit. in less than a few seconds of being inside of your mouth though, he's a whining mess, head tipping back against the wall, biting his fingers to keep quiet <3

riwoo likes when things are really intimate and really personal. he'd enjoy it when you hold him from behind, speaking directly into his ear as you stroke his cock. his head will be buried in your neck, soft whimpers leaving his mouth <3 he won't know what to do with his hands, so they'll be on your thigh, fisting the sheets, resting on his stomach, holding your arm... anywhere they can reach! he gets really squirmy too, so you'll have to hold him still sometimes.

he has a hard time asking for what he wants, but you know him well enough to read when he needs to be taken care of. you notice when he starts to get a little more clingy, following you around the house, kissing your neck and shoulders when your back is turned to him. if you're sitting on his lap, he'll start to subtly grind up into you, wrapping his arms around your middle, asking quietly for you to help him.

riwoo would love to be called angel and baby boy. sue me, but he definitely has a slight (not-so-slight) mommy kink, even if his partner isn't older than him. he likes nurturing partners who can take care of him, so when you say "shh, i've got you, angel. my pretty baby boy, doing so well for me", he's a goner. as i said, he slips really deep into subspace and he may just stop talking, communicating only with single words and noises. you'll need to find other ways to go about safe words like him tapping you a certain amount of times because he'll be too floaty to respond verbally.

the quickest way to turn him on would be soft kisses to his neck and ears! he gets that fluttery feeling and becomes needy quick. he's into overstimulation where you try to coax him past his limits, telling him that he can cum again, even if he tries to deny it (and he does always end up cumming again). he also has an oral fixation, so he likes when you stuff your fingers in his mouth when he's fucking you, or sucking on your boobs when cuddling. he might mouth at your skin a lot and get drool everywhere too <3

when it comes to aftercare, the first thing he needs is cuddles. he feels most safe when wrapped up in your arms, surrounded by you. he'll doze off as you whisper praise and reassurance. with a little insistence, he'll finally get up to shower with you, his body still glued tightly to your skin. (he might even get hard again just from the gentle way you wash him off <3). as soon as his head hits the pillow, he's sleeping soundly, knowing that you're always there to take care of him. <3

jaehyun ˚ ⋆｡˚

jaehyun #1 puppy sub. he's extremely devoted to you, straightforward, and never afraid to ask for what he wants. even though he can unintentionally get pretty whiny and bratty, it's easy to put him in his place! he hates it when his dom is upset at him, and he hates punishments even more, so he listens to whatever you say really well <3

in a way, he's kind of always on go-mode. he loves it when you suddenly push him up against a wall to kiss him, your hand traveling down to palm at his cock <3 if you decide that you want to fuck against the kitchen counter, he's ready, putting down his cup of coffee in an instant to please you. he loves quickies before he has to go to work in the morning, spooning you from behind as he kisses and laps at your neck, moaning against your skin. his sex drive is pretty high, so he needs a dom that can match that.

jaehyun is really attracted to people with an authoritative aura. someone who can order him around without a second thought and who he can fully submit to. he's always willing to please and simply needs to feel safe and taken care of in return. he likes to sit at your feet while you play with his hair mindlessly, nuzzle into your belly, and cuddle you face to face so he can kiss you whenever he wants. he might even wear a collar with "property of ____" on it around the house <3 loves when you tug him by his leash to eat you out or pull him in for a kiss!

jaehyun likes slight degradation too! he gets so turned on when you call him a dumb puppy, telling him that he doesn't know how to use his cock right, and he'll be jumping up to prove you wrong because he just wants to be good for his owner. he can get pretty defiant when you're a little too mean to him, though. if you won't let him cum while he's eating you out, he'll rut against the bed and end up cumming in his pants like the needy puppy he is. or if you won't kiss him in public, telling him he needs to wait until you guys get home, he gets so pouty!

he can get pretty loud in bed. sometimes he doesn't even realize how loud he's being because he just feels too good! he'll be rutting into you, whining about how good your pussy feels, asking if he's doing good, begging for more and more. he might even start crying when he gets so overwhelmed, dropping his head onto your shoulder, his thrusts messy and uncoordinated <3 poor puppy can't control himself!

he also has a habit of biting when he feels too good!!! he'll bite your shoulder and accidentally leave teeth marks, nip at the inside of your thighs, and bite your lower lip when making out. the best way to prevent a biting jaehyun is to stuff something in his mouth like a pillow or your panties to keep him at bay <3 he'll whine and complain, but he'll quickly stop when you give him that look that always makes him behave.

aftercare with jaehyun is full of kissing, snuggling, and giggles. he'll want to just lay in your arms, slowly making out as his hands travel all over your body with loving touches. he's not trying to get you riled up again! he's just very touchy and needs that skin-to-skin contact afterward. he'd want to bathe together so he can play with the bubbles and hold you against him before heading straight to bed with your head resting on his chest <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ taesan

taesan submitting will take some time. he won't easily share his deeper, more vulnerable desires unless he fully trusts someone. but when he does, all focus is on him <3 all he wants is to be the center of attention, and he likes for things to go his way, whether he's domming or subbing!

when taesan submits, he's usually in need of some confidence and care. he wants to be all yours, and he wants to be the best. he will eat you out until his jaw hurts and his face is covered in your slick, panting for air with a smile on his face as you tell him he's doing amazing. he likes when you tangle your hands in his hair to push him further into your cunt, basically riding his face and using his tongue for your own pleasure. nothing gets him off more than the thought of you using him out of everyone else in the world <3

the fastest way to turn him on is to kiss and suck at his neck while your fingers play with the hair at his nape. anything to do with his neck, and he's on his knees for you, literally. he's also really sensitive around his chest! you can probably make him cum by just playing with his nipples and pecs, squeezing and pinching them as he ruts up into the air, whining and moaning for more. <3 he likes it when you tie him up too, whether it be with rope or silk. anything that leaves a temporary mark afterward!

taesan can get upset when you're not paying him a lot of attention. if you're busy doing work on your computer, he will drop down to his knees and rest his head on your thigh, pawing at your leg for attention with the biggest pout on his face. he could be fucking into you and you'll close your eyes for a few seconds before he starts whining, leaning down to kiss you before muttering, "please, please, watch me. am i making you feel good? yeah?"

he's definitely into praise more than degradation, but he wouldn't mind being called a slut and a whore; as long as he's your slut and your whore <3 you'll have him pushed up against the wall of the shower, pumping his cock as he whines into your ear for you to go faster. "faster? you're such a greedy slut, aren't you?" and he'll nod feverishly, his wet hair falling into his eyes as he bites his lip, fucking up into your fist.

taesan loves provoking you and talks back a lot. you could be at a restaurant with friends and you'll feel his hand trail under your skirt, his fingers rubbing against your panties as you try to have a conversation with someone across from you. you'll tightly grab his wrist to stop him, and as soon as the conversation ends, you'll whisper, "what the fuck do you think you're doing?". he'll just give you a teasing smile, cock his head to the side, and say "hm? i'm not doing anything, baby." he'll be all giddy on the inside when he sees how angry you get, knowing that he'll be punished as soon as you guys get home.

for aftercare, taesan wants to be doted on. he wants you to brush the hair out of his eyes and pepper his face with kisses! he's the softest when he's like this, so you indulge as much as you can. he'll probably get really sleep really fast, so he'll fuss when you say you have to shower. he presses lazy kisses to your shoulder with his arms around your middle as you wash him up, mumbling about how you "sucked the life out of him" and you can't help but laugh at his dramatics. in bed, he'll relax once you're fully situated in his arms, massaging his scalp until he falls asleep. <3

leehan ˚ ⋆｡˚

leehan usually likes to be in control in my opinion, but when he is really in love with someone, he can be the biggest giver sub ever. and by "giver" in this context, he is literally giving himself to you. his main goal is to keep you happy and he'll have a one-track mind of his dom and only his dom. he'll let you pick out his outfits, what hairstyle he'll wear for the day, and where you guys are going for a date; everything will be up to you.

he's the type to say yes to everything. if you tell him you want to ride his face, he's already taking his shirt off and laying down, making grabby hands toward you. if you suddenly push him into a chair to suck his cock, he's folding his hands behind his back and letting you do whatever you want to him. what you say goes, always, and he rarely ever talks back.

leehan likes things to be a little more on the rough side, he would probably try to seduce you/rile you up to get you to snap on him. if you're scrolling on your phone in bed and he gets needy, he'll move down to trail open-mouth kisses up your exposed leg until you roughly grab his hair and tug him up to meet your eyes. he'll have the biggest (cutest) smile on his face as you push him onto his back before straddling him, wrapping your hand around his throat as you lean down to kiss him and give him what he truly wants <3

i see him as the type to want to take a lot of pictures of your intimate moments (for his and your eyes only). he'll like pictures of your hand around his neck, him on his knees at your feet, your hand gripping his jaw as you kiss him, and stuff like that <3 he'll have a private folder of them all to look through when he misses you. and please mark him up! he likes when you give him marks in places only he sees, like his hips, his thighs, or his chest. he thinks they're so pretty and he gets sad when they start to fade, so he'll shyly ask you for new ones!

leehan loves orgasm denial. you'll have him on his back with his hands above his head, tied to the headboard as you jerk him off. when you notice that his breathing is starting to pick up, you quickly pull your hand away, watching as he ruts into the air, his cock red and dripping precum. he'll whine quietly, giving you puppy dog eyes as your fingers trail down his thigh. "can i cum, please? i—i can't..." he'll trail off, throwing his head back when you grab ahold of his dick again. "you can take a little more, can't you?" and he'll nod pathetically, unshed tears brimming in his eyes.

aftercare with leehan would be pretty relaxing. a quiet bath together with the lights dimmed low and soft music playing as you clean him up, your back to his chest. he'll want to help wash you off too, his movements extremely gentle and intentional. when he pouts his lips for a kiss, you can't help but to give in, immediately taking the lead as you drag your tongue over his bottom lip. he softly moans into your mouth, holding you closer to him, just needing to know that you're real and there. in bed is when he quietly asks if he did okay, and you're quick to reassure him that he was lovely <3 he always is.

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