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why don’t you? | m.
÷ smut ÷ 2.4k words ÷ jaebeom is tired when he comes home from working overtime. at least, he thought he was tired. !!! › choking he gets choked too, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex, squirting, the presence of sub!jaebeom
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@bopping-to-my-kpops you were right not to read pt 2 immediately, I was like ‘oh idk I’ll read part two, how bad can it be’ and I’m literally in TEARS bitch
It feels like op stabbed me in the heart and pulled it out to watch me suffer I’m sorry 😐
Eighteen (2)
Part 1 | Part 2 The Letter
Description: You’re an eighteen year old bartender and Junmyeon comes in with Baekhyun one day. He hits on you, then feels bad because your eighteen, then realizes he just doesn’t care. He likes you.
Genre: Angst
Word Count: 2,089
Warning: Death (y’all asked for the sequel!!!!)
Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (Suho) x Reader (feat. Baekhyun)
Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ
Xiufairy’s Masterlist ㅅㅇㅅ
It was another seven years before you heard anything about Kim Junmyeon. You lived life happily, you enjoyed being alone for a while before you decided at thirty-two that if you didn’t marry anyone, your parents might kill you.
You’d stopped working at the bar a week after Junmyeon came to see you. You couldn’t handle him knowing where you were. You wanted to have complete isolation from him. You still thought about him, even fourteen years later. Your first and only heartbreak had clearly taken a toll on you.
If Junmyeon broke your heart for the first time at eighteen, he broke it the second time at thirty-two. Who knew that someone you’d let walk away would be able to break your heart again. You never returned to that bar, or any for that matter.
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Truly... Life CHANGING, 10s all around. The reason I don't write mature content is because it will never live up to this!! @yougotthatbilly I literally love you, I live for you. I'm going to devour all of your content TONIGHT.
if you’d let me (m)
→ member: lee donghyuck → genre: friends to lovers!au | fluff | smut → playlist: eyes off you x prettymuch, attention x shinee, curiosity x nao →word count: 6.8k → warnings: pining, praise, teasing, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (discussed), hand holding aka soft sex ↳summary: your curiosity reaches its peak when it comes to your best friend, who you happen to be in love with
Summer is right around the corner and the weather shows it, the sun high and bright in the sky with temperatures hitting the low eighties when just last week it was in the mid sixties. The light breeze feels good on your skin, ruffling the skirt of your dress, but it does nothing to bring you back into the moment.
Cheek in hand, you’ve spaced out, gaze caught on the side profile of your best friend’s face. It’s only been a week, but the sun has already kissed his skin, his golden tone coming back from being washed out by the winter. Your eyes trace the slope of his nose to the plumpness of his pretty lips, which are moving quickly as he recalls a conversation he had with Jaemin that you guess is relevant to the one he and Chaeryeong are having.
Brown eyes drift over to you, and when Donghyuck catches your gaze, he winks cheekily at you, the conversation going uninterrupted. He’s gotten used to being a focal point when you zone out, and there’s a fifty-fifty chance that if it weren’t for the fact he was so deep into what he’s talking about, he would’ve teased you about it. But Chaeryeong calls you out for him when they get to a stopping point.
“Honey.” She snaps her fingers inches away from your face, laughing when you blink a few times and tune back into reality. “You good?”
“Yeah,” you sigh, taking a long sip of your milk tea. “Just tired.”
“You wouldn’t be so tired if you didn’t binge that stupid show instead of getting some sleep,” Donghyuck mumbles. He flinches dramatically when you pretend to throw your phone at his head. “Just saying.”
“I had to know if the baby was his or not before going to sleep.”
“And now you have luggage under your eyes,” he responds flatly, the corner of his mouth quirking up at the look of offense he receives. Leaning over to pinch your cheek gently, he backpacks his statement, “Still the prettiest girl I know, though.”
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