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"Sweet Scoops of Love"
It was a warm summer evening, and as the sun began to set, the male reader found himself standing in front of a convenience store. He had a craving for his favorite ice cream flavor, even though it seemed to be an unpopular choice among others.
As he stepped into the store, he noticed another person browsing through the ice cream section. It was a girl with captivating eyes and a bright smile. She seemed to be contemplating the same flavor he was eyeing.
Without realizing who she was, the male reader decided to strike up a conversation. "Hey there, it looks like we both have a taste for the underappreciated ice cream flavors, huh?"
The girl looked up, surprised by his friendly approach. "Oh, you like this flavor too? Most people think it's strange, but I find it delicious!"
He chuckled and nodded. "Exactly! It's nice to meet someone who appreciates it. Mind if we share this one? It's the last tub."
The girl smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Sure, why not? Sharing is caring, right?"
And so, they decided to share the ice cream, sitting at a nearby table and chatting away. As they savored each spoonful, they discovered more commonalities. Both of them hailed from Japan and had a deep love for music.
Hours passed by unnoticed as they exchanged stories, laughed, and shared their dreams. The male reader found himself feeling comfortable and at ease in the girl's presence, yet still unaware of her true identity.
As they finished the ice cream, the girl looked at him with a twinkle in her eyes. "You know, we should do this more often. How about meeting here every Friday at 9 p.m.? We can catch up on our week and have more ice cream adventures."
The male reader's heart skipped a beat. Having not many friends, he longed for this kind of connection. "That sounds amazing! Count me in. I'd love to see you again."
And so, for the next six months, they met at the convenience store every Friday. They talked about everything, from their favorite music to their wildest dreams. The bond between them grew stronger with each passing week, and the male reader found himself falling for the girl, still unaware of her identity.
One Friday evening, he decided it was time to confess his feelings. He arrived at the convenience store with a gift in hand—a beautiful necklace he had saved up to buy for her. Excitement filled his heart as he waited for her arrival.
But as the minutes turned into an hour, the girl never showed up. The male reader's excitement turned into disappointment and heartbreak. The convenience store staff asked him to leave, and he walked home dejected.
The following day, a friend asked the male reader to accompany him to a Twice fan event, even though he wasn't particularly interested in K-pop or any specific group. Reluctantly, he agreed to go, thinking it might be a distraction from his recent disappointment.
As the fan event ended, he found himself being stopped by security and escorted to the backstage area. Confused, he complied and walked backstage, instructing his friend to meet him at the train station.
As he entered the dressing room, he was suddenly tackled into a tight hug. He looked up and realized that the person embracing him was the girl he had spent six months bonding with—the girl he had developed strong feelings for.
Sana, tears streaming down her face, kept apologizing. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there yesterday. I had to prepare for this fan event, and when I arrived at the convenience store, you were gone. I thought you hated me because you ignored my gestures during the fan event. I thought I had lost the chance to see you again."
The male reader, taken aback by the emotional outpouring, gently wiped away Sana's tears. "No, no, Sana. I could never hate you. I was just heartbroken when you didn't show up. I had something important to tell you."
Sana sniffled and looked into his eyes; her voice shaky. "What is it? What did you want to tell me?"
With a trembling hand, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the carefully wrapped gift. "I wanted to confess that... I've fallen in love with you, Sana. And I wanted to give you this necklace as a symbol of my feelings."
Sana's eyes widened in surprise, her tears now a mix of joy and disbelief. "You... you love me? But... why?"
He took a deep breath, pouring his heart out. "I love your genuine smile, your contagious laughter, and the way you make me feel like I belong. Even though I didn't know who you were, I couldn't help but fall for the person I met at this convenience store. I want to be by your side, Sana."
Silence hung in the air for a few moments as Sana processed his confession. Then, she started hitting his chest lightly, a mix of laughter and tears escaping her. "Baka! Why are you confessing now, while I'm crying? You should have told me sooner!"
Caught off guard, he chuckled, embracing her tightly. "I'm sorry, Sana. I didn't realize how much it would affect you. But I can't keep it inside anymore. I love you."
Sana's sobs turned into gentle laughter as she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you too, you silly guy. I've been falling for you too, but I thought you would never feel the same. Thank you for being patient and understanding."
They held each other, their hearts finally aligned. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them.
As they pulled apart slightly, Sana looked up at him, her eyes filled with love. "Let's make more memories together, starting from now. I want to be your Sana, your everything."
He smiled, placing a tender kiss on her forehead. "I wouldn't have it any other way. Let's create a love story that's even more beautiful than any ice cream flavor we've shared."
And from that day forward, they embarked on a journey of love, supporting each other's dreams, and cherishing every moment they spent together. The convenience store, once a meeting place for two strangers, became a symbol of their love story—a reminder of the serendipitous encounter that brought them together.
They continued their Friday meetings at the convenience store, but now it held an even deeper significance. It became a sanctuary where they could share their joys, sorrows, and dreams.
As their love grew, Sana introduced the male reader to her fellow Twice members, who welcomed him with open arms. He became a part of their tight-knit family, attending concerts and supporting their endeavors. The male reader discovered a newfound appreciation for K-pop and found himself genuinely enjoying the music.
Together, they faced the challenges of a long-distance relationship as Sana's busy schedule took her around the world. But their love remained strong, fueled by constant communication, understanding, and the knowledge that they were each other's biggest supporters.
Months turned into years, and their bond only grew stronger. The male reader became a source of inspiration for Sana, and she encouraged him to pursue his passions and dreams. They celebrated each other's achievements, whether big or small,
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Doing it for the ‘gram - Twice Nayeon
“Babe, what are you doing?” you ask as you put on some boxers after stepping out of the shower.
“Taking some photos for Instagram.” You look in the mirror to see Nayeon ignoring you and trying to take a picture of herself.
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Snake
Never in a million years did you think that you would be the boyfriend of a member of Twice, yet here you are, watching them practice the choreography for their next song. You will always be amazed at how synchronized all the members are. It was incredible the first time you saw it and it’s still incredible now.
Your eyes gravitate to your girlfriend, a smile appearing on your face as you watch her have to bend her knees to match the heights of the shorter members. The tall Taiwanese girl returns a smile when she sees you.
It’s date night for you and Tzuyu, but you always show up early to catch the end of their practices.
The music ends and the girls loosen up and sigh, relieved practice is finally over. “Good job today girls,” Jihyo announces to the group.
The girls, sweating and out of breath, shuffle out of the practice room, chit chatting about dinner plans and what not.
Tzuyu runs to you with a bright smile on her face. “You know you don’t have to keep coming so early. I still have to shower and get dressed.”
“I know. I just like to watch you dance.”
Tzuyu giggles. “You’re so cute. Give me 15 minutes. Sana, can you keep him company?” she says, looking over your shoulder.
You turn and look behind you to see Sana, leaning against the mirror, drinking water. “Oh, hey Sana. I didn’t even realize you were still here.”
Sana flashes you a smile. “Yeah, Tzu, I can keep him company.”
“Thanks! I’ll see you in a few,” Tzuyu says as she runs off.
Out of all the members, Sana has spoken to you the least since you started dating Tzuyu. She always appears as this bubbly free spirit that’s always laughing and having a good time in reality shows but to you, she’s cold.
“Have you two fucked yet?” Sana asks, blankly staring at you.
You’re shocked by her question. “W-what?”
Sana takes another sip of her water. “You heard me.”
“That is none of your business, Sana.”
She scoffs. “So, that’s a no. Have you seen her naked yet?”
“What are these questions? What are you trying to do, Sana?” you say, irritated.
“Have you at least kissed her on the lips yet?”
You don’t answer her. All you do is stare at her.
Sana raises an eyebrow. “So, you two have been dating for half a year and you haven’t even kissed her on the lips?” She chuckles. “Oh, Tzuyu. So modest.”
“She wants to take it slow, alright! Is there anything wrong with that?” you say, snapping at Sana.
“No no. There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s just so on brand for Tzuyu.”
You take a deep breath. “Why do you care so much anyways?”
“I was just curious. By the way, you can fuck me if you like,” Sana says nonchalntly, bending down to place her water bottle on the floor, making sure to show you her cleavage.
You are completely taken aback from what you just heard. Maybe you were hearing things. There’s no way she just said that. “W-what did you say?”
“Tzuyu hasn’t let you fuck her, so you can fuck me. I know you want to get your dick wet. You’ve probably jacked off so many times thinking about Tzuyu.”
“Sana, are you crazy?” you say as you take a step back.
Sana sexily runs her hands on her body. “Maybe I am, but I know you’re sick of not being able to see Tzuyu’s body. I know you’re sick of not being able to feel Tzuyu. But, you can have my body. You can pleasure yourself with mine.”
You take another step back. “No Sana. This is wrong.”
She closes the distance quickly and grabs both of your hands. “No it’s not. I just want to help you. I know you’re frustrated. I’ll even let you call me Tzuyu as you fuck me.”
Sana guides one hand to her breast and the other to her ass. Your breath hitches when your hands make contact.
“Besides,” Sana says softly, “my tits and ass are bigger than hers.”
You know you should take your hands away. It would be so easy for you to overpower her and get away, but you can’t move. It’s like she’s a snake and her venom has paralyzed you.
“Go ahead, squeeze them,” she whispers into your ear.
You shouldn’t. You know you shouldn’t. This is all so wrong, but Sana’s venom is too strong. She has you in a trance-like state. And, so you squeeze.
Sana lets out a soft moan as you grope her breast and ass. Sana’s breast is so soft. Her ass is plump and firm.
“Mmm. Your hands feel so good. Take my sweatpants off.”
Sana’s control over you at this point is too strong. She could tell you to strip naked and run through the building and you would do it.
You take your hands off of her and help her pull the sweatpants off her legs. To your surprise, she isn’t wearing any underwear.
“Do you like what you see?” Sana asks, using two fingers to spread her pussy.
You nod.
Sana turns to the mirror and bends her body, sticking her ass out at you. “Then fuck me.”
Your pants join Sana’s on the floor and you quickly position yourself behind Sana. The sight of Sana’s tight sexy body makes your cock rock hard.
“Put it in. I’m already so wet from your hands.”
You do as you’re told. You grab Sana’s full hips and insert your cock into her wet pussy. Both of you groan loudly as your cock slips into Sana, inch by inch.
She wasn’t lying. Her pussy is so wet that it allows your cock to slide through relatively easily even though she’s so tight.
The pleasure is too much for you and it forces you to close your eyes. “Oh, Tzuyu, you’re so tight.” You don’t even realize what you said.
Sana smirks. “That’s right, you’re fucking your girlfriend’s tight pussy. Nothing wrong with that.”
You’re finally able to open your eyes and you start to move your hips. Out and in, out and in, out and in. You create a steady rhythm, each thrust bottoming out inside of Sana.
Each time you look up at the mirror, you’re reminded that you’re doing something very wrong but then the pleasure hits you again and you forget those thoughts.
“Your cock is so fucking good,” Sana says in between moans.
“Your pussy feels so good, Tzu.” Again, you’re so caught up in the bliss that you don’t realize the name you said.
Sana’s hands grab onto your wrists. “Fuck me harder.”
You do as you're told. You dig into Sana’s hips with your hands and start to piston in and out of her pussy. Soon, you’re really fucking her.
The acoustics of the large room make the sounds of skin slapping and Sana’s moans echo throughout.
“Oh, fuck. Yes! Fuck me just like that!”
You do as you’re told. You fuck her hard.
You look up at the mirror, surprised not to see your girlfriend, but Sana instead. Her blonde hair flies everywhere and her breasts bounce with each harsh thrust inside of her. You know this isn’t right, but you can’t stop yourself. You can’t stop your hips from thrusting in and out of Sana’s tight and wet pussy. The pleasure is too much.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m gonna cum!” Sana announces.
Sana’s voice raises an octave and she screams out in pleasure. Her body shakes violently and she almost falls but her hands catch herself on the mirror.
“I’m about to cum too.”
“You have to- you have to cum in me,” Sana says through shakes and moans.
Your grip on Sana’s hips tighten and you thrust long and hard into Sana until your cock explodes.
You groan as you fill Sana’s pussy with your cum. Rope after rope paints her walls white with your cum.
You’re not sure how long it takes but your haze finally wears off and your cock slips out of Sana. A mixture of cum and her liquid oozes out of her and falls on the floor. When Sana turns around, is when you realize what you just did.
You just fucked your girlfriend’s bandmate and the guilt hits you like a truck. You don’t know if you should be honest and tell Tzuyu. How would you even explain it to her?
You don’t have time to think about it as Sana’s voice interrupts you. “We have to clean up. Fast.”
Both of you put your pants back on and clean the floor, making sure every drop of liquid is gone. Not a word is said between the two of you.
You finish right on time as Tzuyu walks through the door. “I’m ready to go now, babe,” she says, coming to a stop next to you.
You give her a half hearted smile, feeling guilty that you just cheated on her. “Okay, let’s go.”
“Thanks for keeping him company, Sana,” Tzuyu says.
“Anytime,” Sana replies with a smile.
You and Tzuyu turn to leave. “Hey Tzu, I’m sorry…” you begin to say.
Tzuyu looks at you perplexed. “What are you sorry for?”
You sneak a peek at Sana and she puts her finger to her lips and winks at you.
“Nevermind, it’s nothing,” you say.
Tzuyu smiles. “Okay. I can’t wait to eat. I’m starving!”
Sana watches from behind as you and Tzuyu leave, you’re hand holding Tzuyu’s.
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Author's Note: This is my first time writing a cheating fic. I don't really know how to feel. I'm conflicted LOL. Thanks for reading! Leave a note if you enjoyed :)
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for anyone wondering how i’m doing after the livestream this should give you an idea


my top 3 biases giving me more midriff and ab shots than i can handle. plus nayeon in that outfit😵💫. it’s a lot of quality content i wasn’t prepared to receive
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Memories Of A Dream

A/N: So, not gonna lie. Never expected to write a piece for her. I'm not even sure how many people actually want this. But here it is. I tried something different this time, so I hope you all enjoy it.
A soft warmth presses against your lips and pulls you from your deep slumber. Hazy memories of a vague dream quickly fade from your mind, scenes disappearing from your brain before you can commit them to memory. Your eyelids slowly drift open as a deep groan resonates throughout your body. You open your eyes to the most beautiful scene you've ever experienced. A gorgeous woman is intently watching you wake up, her soft face resting on her arms that lay atop your chest. You gulp slightly when you notice that the only thing that graces her body is a thin white button-up that she stole from your drawer. The silky skin of her bare shapely legs presses against you as she straddles your leg. When your eyes finally focus on hers, she gives you a loving smile that melts your soul.
"Umji…" You groan, your voice still raspy and hoarse from being asleep.
She pouts slightly at your use of her nickname. You notice her entire body is pressed up against yours as she lays her head down on your chest
"You know I always hated that name. It means thumb, for crying out loud." She complains, playfully slapping your chest.
"I know, but that's just how much you mean to me. You're like my thumbs, impossible to live without."
A subtle blush creeps upon her cheeks as she looks away from you in embarrassment.
"Well, I guess if it's just you it isn't that bad…" She mumbles.
A small chuckle escapes you. You've always been charmed by this shy side of Umji. It’s one of the many things that made you fall in love with her. You try to hide your smile as she looks back towards you.
"When are you going to stop teasing me like this?" She pouts, puffing her cheeks up.
"When you stop making it so easy."
"Hmph."
You laugh softly at her cute pouts.
"You know I love you. And how much I love seeing you when I wake up."
Suddenly, Umji's eyes shine with a mischievous glint and she suddenly yanks the thin white sheet off of your body. Her hand quickly makes its way to your crotch. You release a light groan as her fingers slip past the waistband of your boxers and brush against your shaft.
"Looks like someone else loves seeing me when you wake up too." Umji teases as she pulls your dick out of your underwear.
“In my defense, who wouldn’t want to see you when they wake up?”
Apparently pleased by your answer, she gives her hand a seductive lick as she stares into your eyes. Her fingers gently wrap around your shaft, the warmth of her palm combined with her spit quickly makes you ready for action. You cock is slickened from the spit as her hand glides up and down your shaft. A flurry of small pumps elicits a series of small moans from your lips. You guess that Umji is trying to shut you up as she quickly slips her tongue into your mouth.
Her tongue slowly circles around your own, the taste of her lips coating your own. While erotic, it’s definitely not as lustful as some of the other kisses you’ve shared. But for some reason, you’re okay with that this morning. Another moan escapes you as Umji continues to sensually massage your tongue with her own. As you both fall deeper into the kiss, her hand doesn’t neglect your dick as she keeps slowly stroking your shaft.
Umji briefly breaks away from the kiss and licks her palm again before it quickly returns to your cock. The two of you take a split second to regain your breath as her hand massages your tip. It doesn’t take long before she slides her tongue into your mouth and resumes the sensual kiss. Soft moans vibrate your lips as the erotic entwinement of your tongues becomes increasingly stimulating. Every now and then Umji will quicken how fast her tongue is circling around yours before forcing herself to slow down again. While you aren’t sure exactly why she’s doing it, the change of pace only increases your ecstasy.
While the kiss is exhilarating enough on its own, Umji is going all out on her handjob as well. With the spit from earlier lubricating her palm, she continues to rapidly rub and stroke your tip. The tip of your dick twitches as she lightly circles it with her thumb, her fingers wet from the mix of saliva and precum. Her hand twists gently as it glides up and down your shaft. After more minutes of the transcendent handjob, you feel your balls constrict. You try to pull away from the kiss in order to tell her, but Umji moves forward to keep her tongue swirling around yours.
The mounting ecstasy finally breaks you. A quiet grunt escapes your throat as your tip throbs violently. Hot ropes of cum blast out before falling back onto Umji’s hand. Her tongue continues to massage and entwine with yours as sticky semen continues to spurt out of your cock. One final bit streams down her hand as she flicks your tongue with hers. Content that you’re finally finished cumming, her hand slowly stops pumping your shaft.
While she takes her tongue out of your mouth, Umji still keeps her lips pressed against yours. The warm breath from her nose lightly tickles your lips. You don't know how much time has passed when she finally pulls back from the kiss, the sweet taste of her lips lingering on your own. As you attempt to steady your breathing, you watch as Umji stares at her hand that’s now dripping with your cum. Thick streaks slowly drip down the back of her hand before she slowly licks it clean.
“You certainly let a lot out.”
“It felt amazing, Umji.”
“I’m glad. I love you.” Umji smiles.
A primal light flashes white before everything suddenly turns to black. A soft warmth pulls you from your deep slumber. Your eyelids slowly drift open as a deep groan resonates throughout your body. Tearing the thin sheet off of your body, you look down to the most beautiful scene you've ever experienced. A gorgeous woman is staring at you while you wake up, her soft face hiding behind your stiff erection as she lays between your legs. Her dark eyes meet yours as she slowly pumps her hand up and down your shaft.
“Umji… I had a weird dream.” You groan, your lips smacking from dehydration.
“What was it about?” She asks as she gently taps her fingertips on your shaft like a piano.
“I, uh… I don’t quite remember.”
“Does it really matter when I’m down here with your cock in my hand?”
“No, no it doesn’t.” You quickly decide.
You flinch slightly as Umji teasingly blows on you, her warmth breath gently tickling your tip. She opens her mouth and a strand of spit slowly drips onto your dick. A satisfied groan escapes your throat as her hand slowly slides up and down your slickened shaft. Your tip twitches as she positions her mouth over it. Staring up at you, she gives you a teasing smile.
"Looks like you're ready." She giggles.
Watching Umji preparing to go down on you fills you with conflicting emotions. As much as you anticipate it, seeing her beautifully innocent face getting ready to do something so sinful fills you with guilt. However the second your tip passes her soft lips and her warm tongue makes contact, the immense pleasure quickly overtakes every other emotion. You’ve gotten blow jobs before, but this was something different. Despite usually being such a vulgar act, you can feel a different kind of warmth throughout your body. A gentle love slowly taking over every cell of your being.
Her soft tongue slowly rubs around your shaft, the warmth of her mouth drowning your dick in ecstasy. The pleasure must show on your face as Umji begins gradually bobbing her head up and down on your cock. As the moist cavern of her cheeks tightens around your shaft, she gently brushes her dark midnight hair behind her ear. Even doing something as lustful and erotic as sucking your dick, she still manages to look like an angel somehow.
"Oh my god, Umji." You groan.
You feel her lips smile against you as she continues to gently bob her head on your dick. With every trip, her soft lips travel up and down your shaft and the moist chasm over her mouth tightens against you. Her tongue tenderly grips you as it slowly glides along your cock. Warm spit coats your shaft while Umji’s tongue continues to gently massage every inch of you.
“You’re so fucking good at this babe.” You gasp, the pleasure of her mouth overwhelming you.
As her tongue slowly swirls around your tip, you can’t help but be in awe of Umji. You didn’t think it was possible for a blowjob to be this sensual, but she’s somehow proving you wrong. Her tongue tenderly massages every curve of your tip, forcing a pleasured groan out of you as it runs over your slit. Your hand travels down and gently grabs the back of her head, her raven hair slowly gathering in your fingers as she bobs on your dick. Unfortunately, the deliberate pace only amplifies the pleasure and you feel yourself reach the end.
“Oh fuck, Umji. I’m gonna cum.” You grunt, your fingers slowly tightening your grip on her hair.
Looking up at you, her dark eyes silently tell you to let it out. Which you’re thankful for, because seeing Umji’s gentle face stare up at you with your dick in her mouth is the scene that puts you over the edge. Your tip throbs violently as a flood of hot cum surges out. Her moist cheeks tighten around your cock, trying to swallow your load as it comes out. Thick white semen plasters the back of her throat as her tongue continues to rub against your shaft, milking one last ropey spurt out of you.
Panting breathlessly as you try to recover, she slowly lifts her head off of your dick. You watch Umji swallow as the last remnants of your orgasm slide down her throat. You’re not sure what face you’re making, but it makes her smile. A soft giggle leaves her lips, an angelic sound that betrays the vulgarity of what she just did. She slowly crawls up and lays next to you before resting her head against your shoulder.
“You certainly let a lot out. I don’t know if I’ve ever had to swallow that much before.”
“It felt amazing, Umji.”
“I’m glad. I love you.” Umji smiles.
You frown slightly as that sense of deja vu washes over you again. Before you can think about why it feels familiar, a primal light flashes white before everything suddenly turns to black.
A soft warmth pulls you from your deep slumber. Your eyelids slowly drift open as a deep groan resonates throughout your body. You open your eyes to the most beautiful scene you’ve ever experienced. A gorgeous woman is staring at you while you wake up, her gentle face hovering just inches away from yours. Her soft, milky thighs straddle your waist as you can feel your tip lightly brush against the lips of her chasm. As she lays on your chest, you can feel the pillowy flesh of her perky breasts pressing against you. When your eyes meet hers, she smiles and gives you a soft kiss.
“Oh good, you’re finally awake.” She smiles.
“Why are we both naked?” You groan.
“You were apparently having a dream. You kept moaning my name. ‘Oh Umji, that feels so good. Oh Umji, I’m gonna cum.’ And it turned me on.”
“O-oh?”
“Yeah. And after stroking myself for a bit, I noticed how hard you were under the sheets. So, I figured I’d just get us both naked so we’d be ready.”
“Ready for what?”
Without any warning, Umji sits up and sinks herself onto your cock. You take a deep breath as your tip slowly pries into her depths. The heat of her velvety walls radiates along your shaft, hungrily clinging to your dick. A soft moan escapes her lips as she buries your cock inside her all the way to the hilt.
“For that.” She smiles.
You notice that her breathing is shaky as she gingerly lifts herself partway off your shaft before sinking back down again. Holding both of your hands up, Umji gives you a loving smile as her fingers gently entwine with yours. She begins to ride you as the moist chasm grips your shaft. Squeezing your hands softly, Umji starts to bounce on your cock with a slow sensual rhythm.
“God, you always get so fucking deep.” She gasps.
Giving you a warm smile, she continues to gently ride your dick. Looking at her affectionate smile, you can feel your soul melt inside you. While you normally do your own thing during sex, you’re perfectly content with Umji’s gentle love making. It satisfies you in a different way than sex normally does. Just as you begin to think of how wholesome it is, her velvety walls clench around your shaft.
“Holy fuck. You’re so tight Umji.”
Your eyes are drawn to her breasts as they jiggle slightly from her body lightly crashing against yours. Small moans begin to pour out of Umji’s mouth as her moist cavern clamps around your dick every time your tip pierces into her depths. Giving your hands one last squeeze, she releases them and slowly pulls her midnight hair over one shoulder. Your eyes meet hers as she lean down towards you.
“Let me kiss you again.” She pleads.
As she lays down on top of your chest, you gently wrap your arms around her back, pressing her soft chest against your own. Umji’s lips meet yours as she slips her tongue into your mouth again. Your hands slowly travel down her sensual curves, your fingertips savoring every second of running across her satiny skin. As your hands run down her milky thighs, you give them a tender squeeze before making your way back up to her ass.
The satiny, supple skin of her ass dances across your fingertips as she bounces on your cock. Her tongue flicks and rubs against yours, the sweet taste of her tongue filling your mouth. Every time her ass softly slams against you, her entire body ripples. You squeeze Umji’s perfect, shapely ass, trying to stave off your building lust. Both of your moans vibrate your tongues as they sensually entwine with each other. From the combination of your tongues swirling around each other, Umji bouncing on your cock, and her soft ass rippling against your palms, you lose all track of time.
After what feels like an eternity, Umji pulls away from the kiss and sits back up, her hands pushing on your chest as she continues sensually riding your cock. She gently lifts herself half off your shaft before sinking back onto the hilt, the silky skin of her ass jiggles against you as she repeats the process. Her perky breasts bounce from each small thrust.
You can’t help but stare at her body, her heavenly perky breasts rippling with every slow, rhythmic bounce on your cock. Your eyes trace over her immaculate figure as her velvety walls tightly cling to your dick. Watching her curves tremble every time your tip hits her depths, you feel your inevitable orgasm approaching.
“Umji. I’m about to cum.” You grunt as your balls begin to tighten.
“Just let everything out inside me. Fill me up.” She moans
Contrary to how slow it’s been so far, Umji’s words spark something inside you. Planting your feet into the bed, you aggressively slam away at her velvety walls with frenzied and frantic thrusts. Her tight chasm hungrily constricts your cock as you rapidly piston in and out of her depths. You stare into her eyes as you pound out your final thrusts. While you’ve never seen such an intense need in her eyes before, you know you’re portraying just as much. As you feel yourself nearing the end, you say the only thing that comes to mind.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Umji’s body crashes on top of yours as she collapses on your chest. Your fingers dig into her flesh, forcefully squeezing her rippling ass cheeks. You try to will yourself into lasting a few more thrusts before you finally reach your limit. Although barely audible over the sound of your bodies slamming against each other, you hear Umji moan the same sentence over and over again.
“I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.”
With one piercing thrust, your tip kisses the entrance of her womb and a torrent of hot cum surges out of you. A flood of sticky semen rushes into Umji’s depths as both of your bodies violently twitch against each other, your orgasms striking simultaneously. As her velvety walls hungrily tighten around your cock and milk it for all that they can, you can instinctually tell that this is the most you’ve ever cum in your life. Your tip throbs as it continues pouring every last bit of thick cum you have into her womb, as if each drop was always destined to be inside her. One last ropey spurt plasters her depths as your bodies slowly stop rocking against each other.
You don’t know how much time has passed as you both try to recover. After a few minutes, Umji lifts herself off of you, a small stream of cum slowly leaking as your flaccid shaft slips out of her. She lays down next to you and places her head on your shoulder. Looking down at her satisfied face, you can’t help but smile as Umji lays against you. Both of your chests slowly rise and fall, gradually regaining your breath from the intense orgasms. Rolling over slightly, her chest presses against your side as her hand lightly caresses your chest. Her soft finger gently traces different shapes on your chest as she hums in contentment. After a few seconds, she looks back up and returns your smile.
“What are you so happy about?” She teases
“You. I just love you so much.”
She softly presses her lips against yours, the loving warmth spreading throughout your body once again. When she finally pulls away, she stares into your eyes with a gentle sadness.
“I love you too. I wish we could stay like this forever.” She whispers as she lays her head on your shoulder.
“Why can’t we?” You ask.
“Deep down, you know why. This was a way for me to say goodbye.”
You stare at Umji’s face, her soft features portraying a sorrow you’ve never seen from her before.
“What do you mean? Where are you going? I can come with you.” You plead, aware of the desperation in your voice.
Umji looks up at you again. While her smile is full of love, her eyes are filled with an unspeakable sadness.
“You know that you can’t. Because I’m already gone.”
Tears run down both of your faces as you share one last tender kiss, filled with all the love and warmth you’ve shared so far. Slowly peeling her lips from yours, Umji gives you one last affectionate smile as she slowly fades into the morning sun. The primal light flashes one last time as everything goes dark again.
Your eyes snap open as you bolt awake, jumping so that you’re sitting up on your bed. You take a quick glance around the room as you frantically look for Umji, finally remembering all the dreams you’ve had. After waiting a few seconds and praying that she’ll walk through the door, the fact that you’re finally back in this unfortunate reality sinks in. She’s not here anymore. And hasn’t been for quite some time.
Turning towards the nearby nightstand, you gently adjust the picture frame sitting atop it. Her favorite picture from your wedding stares at you from behind the glass, one of the many bittersweet memories of Umji’s blissful smile. But after last night’s dreams, the memories aren’t as heavy anymore. A deep breath leaves your lungs as you gently wipe the tears from your eyes. Looking at the picture again, a nostalgic smile graces your face. While it might have just been a dream, it was still something you desperately needed to start moving on. You take another deep breath and slowly get ready for a new day. You’ll never forget her, but maybe now you’ll be able to start living again.
A/N: Once again, I tried something new. Writing slow sex was actually really difficult for me, and I have no clue how well I did it. This is one of those pieces where I'm honestly not extremely confident in it. But I'm posting it anyway because, I finished it. So I might as well. I hope you all enjoy it.
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yeri?!? hello?!? you can’t just drop this kind of thing on me out of the blue like that
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her face cheeks 😂 i’m sorry i should have specified 
haha no worries! i was collecting what butt cheek gifs i could find and thought i should ask so i’m glad i did.







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As you have earlier mentioned that you were a tits man, I would really hope the potential upcoming Jihyo piece from the Studio Choom outfit will have tons of tit worship and titjobs
please... 🥺👉👈
I already have an idea/concept in mind :D
Gonna take a couple of days without writing anything though to recharge the writing batteries. After that, drafting BT/Loud pt3 and then probably Jihyo :)
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Reader Feedback - Red Velvet Seulgi

You find yourself sitting in front of your computer, ready to type out another smut, when you see an odd DM.
Hello, are you the person behind this?
You click on the link they follow up with, realizing that it is a story you previously wrote. You reply and let them know, that yes, you wrote it.
Great, I have some feedback I would like to provide in person, could you come to my place?
It sounded like a bad idea.
No, I don’t even know who you are.
Here
They send you a picture of some scenery.
I will post this picture on my instagram in… 5 minutes, since you wrote about me, I’m sure you follow me right
You double check the story they linked to, and to your shock it’s… Seulgi?!
You hurriedly go to Seulgi’s instagram, waiting for the 5 minutes to pass. You refresh on the dot, and sure enough the photo was just posted on her instagram. You return to your messages, a green bubble indicating you had a message waiting.
Now do you believe me?
You reply with shaky fingers.
Holy crap, it’s really you Seulgi?
Yes, now will you hear my feedback?
Of course! I’m surprised you read stuff like this.
Wendy really liked the one about her, and she had me read the one about myself, let’s just say I have a lot I’d change.
You barely process the fact that Wendy has read your stories too.
I see, sure of course I would love to meet you, when/where should we meet?
I told you, my place, I’ll send you an address, come… Friday night
That Friday at work was the longest Friday you’ve ever had in your life. You check your messages as you get off work, and you were delighted to see one from Seulgi, providing you with the location of where to go and when. You grab your laptop in case she wants you to make changes to the story, and with the nicest casual outfit you have you go to the address - it is a typical apartment in a quiet part of Seoul, not a place where you would expect an idol to live. You take a deep breath and knock on the door. It opens.
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Business Trip Interlude: Recording

This takes place some time after Chapter 39.
Even without actually walking into the room, it was clear what was happening inside it.
“I… I think Miss Yoo is… close… to passing… this test, Vice Principal.”
“I… I… oh god, yes…. I think… Mmmm, yes! I think… oh, I’m cumming!”
The voices are yours and Mina’s, although they sound tinny and distorted, as though they were being replayed through speakers, like those on a phone. It didn’t take you long to realize that you were hearing a recording of the liaison you’d had with Mina and Jeongyeon in the locker room of the JYP office in Seoul - one that was recorded by its fourth participant.
The conference room door is slightly ajar, allowing you a look inside. The sole occupant of the room is seemingly too occupied with whatever they were doing to ensure the only entrance to was completely shut. Perhaps she was too eager to get started. Perhaps she was too hot and bothered to think straight.
Through the crack in the open door, you watch as Kim Dahyun sits in one of the room’s large leather chairs. The video of your session with her, Mina, and Jeongyeon is playing on her phone next to her, propped up on the desk by a coffee cup.
Her right hand is working furiously between her spread legs, her full, milky thighs flushed with pleasure. Her left hand squeezes and pinches a round, naked breast with a tight grip, her pink top pulled roughly down beneath her mounds to expose her chest.
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Felt like posting random screenshots of wendy's ig live🥰🥰










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IZ - Chapter 1: Cherry Blossom
You’ve been one of IZ*ONE’s managers for a few months now. Dealing with 12 rowdy girls isn’t particularly easy but their positive personality makes the job worth it. All of them are adorable. However, the older members have a sense of attractiveness about them that you can’t help but have sexual thoughts about them.
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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
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“I was told there would be dicks here.”
You are a little surprised by the straightforwardness of Nayeon’s statement, but given that the only other occupant of the room was fast asleep on her lap, you supposed she didn’t really need to watch what she was saying.
“You said you’d invite plenty of guys to this party for me. But not one of them was worth fucking,” she continues.
“That’s because your standards are too damn high,” Jeongyeon says as she re-enters the living room after seeing the last of the party’s guests off at the door. She offers you a warm smile and a peck on the lips before cuddling next to you on the couch, draping her arms around your waist and laying her head on your chest below your chin.
“My darling wife is right,” you agree, “it’s not my fault that you only want to fuck actors and k-pop idols.”
Nayeon lets out a snort of disapproval from the loveseat. She puts an exaggerated pout on her lips as she begins to idly stroke Sana’s hair. The Japanese girl had had one drink too many, it seemed, and had fallen into a deep slumber, snoring softly on her friend’s lap.
“It’s 3am,” she observes, “I ought to have a dick in me right now.”
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