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minchanfilm · 5 months ago

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stray kids younger ninth member headcannons

pairing youngot9 x stray kids

warnings mentions of teasing, cursing

notes i lost the request for this i think i accidentally deleted it bruh. but it was like can you do headcannons for stray kids as the ninth member but they’re still in high school — since some of yall are young and cannot date them i suppose i will grant you with how they’d treat you in a non bf gf relationship way

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bangchan:

duo: father x daughter

- this man would literally treat you like his kid

- you genuinely see him as a father figure and rely on him probably too much

- always watches you to make sure that you’re still alive and breathing

- checks up on you so much to the point where you have to remind him that even though you’re young, you can take care of yourself

- if you do something stupid with a member, he definitely scolds you both if something goes wrong

- wakes you up for school and makes you lunches

- would get in the car to pick you up from school, but all the members would beg to come along so you would be picked up by a bunch of loud childish grown men

- cries every year on your birthday because you’re getting older LMAO

- “why can’t you stay young forever” “i quite literally cannot control that”

- you call him dude and bruh and he’s given up on correcting you

interviews/concerts:

- during interviews, if you’re not sitting next to him, he’ll always be glancing at you to make sure you’re okay

- also always makes sure you get the chance to talk if you’re more on the quiet side

- during games, if you’re competing against each other he always lets you win even though you just want him to play normally

- constantly checks up on you on stage especially during performances

- is always always always making sure that you’re eating good and taking care of yourself before and after performances (and just in general)

when you get mad/crash out (you’re a moody teenager it’s bound to happen):

- is lowkey scared of you

- you’re also lowkey scared of him in return so you’ve never snapped at him

- gets felix or i.n to talk to you

- if one of the members is the reason that you were mad, he gives them a talk and after that they never make you mad again

when you’re sad:

- once again gets felix or i.n to talk to you

- if you’re crying and he’s the one who finds you first, he just hugs you silently while you cry onto his shoulder

- i’m in tears i need to be comforted by him

- if you’re feeling really overwhelmed or stressed from work, he’s always willing to give you a day off

how he shows affection towards you:

- this man loves physical touch, so he would always be hugging you

- you always tell him to get off but he hugs you tighter just to be annoying

- thinks he’s sooo funny

- lets you sleep on him whenever you’re not near a bed

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- let’s pretend it’s ni-ki from enhypen cause it’s more on the legal side

- thinks it’s so funny

- teases you whenever he’s brought up

- when you do collabs with other idols for tiktok and ni-ki is one of them, he makes you guys pair up (even though you both know it’s never gonna happen, he just thinks it’s cute)

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- is SHOOK

- “absolutely not” “bruh”

- doesn’t let you post it or even show any of the other members

lee know:

duo: the bash siblings

- would probably try to be nicer to you when you first met

- but when he makes a snarky joke and you match his energy, he immediately deems you as his favorite person ever

- you both make rude/teasing remarks towards each other all the time to the point where the rest of the members think you’re actually arguing

- you also gang up on the other members to bully them

- however, if you’re more on the sensitive side, he tries to be nicer

- his members are lowkey scared whenever you both are together because they never know when they’re gonna get attacked

- definitely beefs with little kids on roblox with you

interviews/concerts:

- like chan, is always checking up on you

- if you have to compete against each other during interview games, you both are so competitive that it gets out of hand sometimes

- during concerts, you both are always throwing water at each other or having trip wars - you try to trip each other in different ways

- chan notices you doing it every time and tells you to stop before one of you actually gets hurt

- you’ve only tripped him once and you absolutely died laughing when you did, but he’s never successfully tripped you

when you get mad/crash out:

- lowkey finds it funny

- just stays out of your way if you’re genuinely mad

- but if you’re just annoyed, he’s probably the reason why

- continues to annoy you until chan tells him to stop

when you’re sad:

- isn’t really sure what to do but feels bad

- like chan, just lets you cry onto his shoulder silently

- every member is just gonna direct you to felix or i.n LMAO

how he shows affection towards you:

- he lowkey doesn’t

- his insults are out of love so i guess that counts

- deep down loves and cares for you a lot though

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- let’s pretend it’s ni-ki again!

- laughs out loud when he finds out

- is always teasing you about it

- teases you when you’re in the presence of ni-ki and you get so mad

- is genuinely the funniest thing ever to him

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- judges you

- “where did you even learn to do that?”

- also doesn’t let you post it

- “you’re like five years old, you can’t post that” “be so fr rn”

changbin:

duo: the favorite siblings

- you both are always making each other cackle with stupid jokes

- no one matches his energy better than you

- is definitely the type of person to smack you while laughing when you say something funny

- but you do it in return

- has so many inside jokes with you that the other members gave up on trying to keep up with you both

- when something exciting happens, he’s always excited to tell you because he loves how you match his energy

interviews/concerts:

- you’re always cackling in the back with him during concerts over the weirdest things

- same thing with interviews - you guys have to be told to stop screwing around

- you always somehow end up on his side during team games so you’re always supporting each other

- saw you trip lee know that one time and died laughing with you

when you get mad/crash out:

- like chan, lowkey scared

- you’ve never snapped at him either because you know you’d feel bad

- always knows how to cheer you up somehow

- most of the time it’s with stupid jokes

- or he does it accidentally by running into a wall or something

when you’re sad:

- feels so bad

- wants to cheer you up but doesn’t always know how to

- lets you rant to him

- also cheers you up by doing something stupid

how he shows affection towards you:

- always laughs at your jokes

- + inside jokessss

- hitting you when he laughs

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- ni-ki once again

- thinks it’s super exciting

- when you see him in public, he nudges you with a smirk

- “look, it’s your boyfriend” “shut up!”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- is shocked at first but then -

- “can you teach me?” “i knew you’d ask”

- learns it also and you both eat it up

hyunjin:

duo: yapper x yapper

- you both are the biggest yappers

- put you both on live and there will be no silent moments. just constant yapping

- if you can draw, you definitely bond by drawing together

- if you can’t, that sucks idk what to tell you

- maybe he teaches you if you’re up for it

- you can’t help but think he’s the cutest ever because let’s be serious he literally is

- like all the other members, just has the urge to watch over you to make sure you’re always okay

interviews/concerts:

- if you’re struggling to learn a certain choreography, he always helps you

- members sometimes have to separate you guys when you tell a story because you just don’t shut up

- the most unserious duo during games- neither of you gaf

- dumped water on you once during a concert and let’s just say you got your revenge and he has not done it since

when you get mad/crash out:

- tells chan

- then just leaves you alone

- not tryna get yelled at by chan or you LMAO

when you’re sad:

- hugs

- lots more yapping from you ranting to him

- if someone was being rude to you, he’s definitely the type of person to be like “she’s such a bitch, why would she say that?” “right??”

how he shows affection towards you:

- always keeps the conversation going (i be hating it when people don’t listen when i speak so personally i find this to be affectionate)

- is always just there whenever you need him

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- yall know the drill- ni-ki;)

- thinks it’s funny

- teases you but is the most delusional supporter

- “we made eye contact the other day” “oh he wants you fr”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- is honestly probably the one who showed you the dance in the first place

- does it with you

- you guys would definitely do the money pull up dance just for funsies

- you post it and everyone in the comments hypes you up

han:

duo: best friends

- loves doing stupid things with you

- you both will go live and just eat

- and i mean complete silence except for the sound of you both chomping down

- until you make eye contact and absolutely lose it

- being weird together is your guys’ thing

- there is never a dull moment between you two

- views you as his little sister and absolutely adores you

- when you get scolded by chan, it’s most likely because you did something stupid specifically with han

- loud duo

- the other members have to tell you guys to shut up sometimes

interviews/concerts:

- always helps to calm you down if you’re feeling anxious since he understands:(

- if you’re not sitting next to chan during an interview, you’re next to han

- during games, you guys are always yelling and that’s when you’re told to shut up

- also saw you trip lee know and had to walk away before he lost it

when you get mad/crash out:

- is probably crashing out with you

- listens to your ranting no matter how long you go on for

- is like hyunjin: “no because that’s such a bitchy thing to do” “that’s what i’m saying”

when you’re sad:

- is sad for you

- hates to see you cry

- wipes your tears for you

- once you were crying so hard that he started crying with you

- you felt horrible for making him cry so you cried even harder

- it was a whole mess

how he shows affection towards you:

- annoys you sometimes

- lots of hugs, like chan

- you always fall asleep with your head on his shoulder, and he eventually falls asleep too by resting his head on yours

- never makes you doubt if he literally hates you or not

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- “OOOOUUUUU, EVERYONE Y/N LIKES-” “shut your mouth right now before i shut it for you”

- big time teasing

- teases you even harder after you have a conversation with your crush and come back all red faced

- “im telling channie hyung” “you better fucking not”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- screams

- “why can’t you do the renegade or something?” “r u fr”

- doesn’t want you to post it because he feels protective but honestly doesn’t really care what you do

felix:

duo: therapist x client

- your #1 comfort person

- personal therapist

- is so so caring towards you

- his presence is just comforting

- you both can sit in complete silence and you’ll just feel calm knowing that he’s there

- since he’s on tiktok a lot and knows a lot of trends, you guys have the same humor

- teaches you how to play his video games

- you end up becoming better than him at them and he’s js like😦

interviews/concerts:

- you force him to be by you during interviews

- you’re always either next to chan or han, but felix is always on the other side of you, no questions asked

- always checks up on you

- dumps water on you but you can never get mad at him for it

when you get mad/crash out:

- as i just said, you can never get mad at him

- one time you did snap at him and you cried after because you felt bad

- he told you that it was literally fine but you’re still upset about it to this day

- “y/n i swear it’s not a big deal” “i literally yelled at you, it is a big deal”

when you’re sad:

- the first person you go to

- is such an understanding person you lowkey wanna cry even harder just because he’s so nice

- he always cheers you up just by being there

how he shows affection towards you:

- is just always there for you

- understands you completely

- is always on you side during an argument

- i feel like he’s the type of person to have his hand on your back when leading you through busy crowds idk

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- thinks it’s so cute

- doesn’t tease you but still finds it kinda funny

- he’ll see you talking to your crush and just smile

- doesn’t even need to say anything when you walk back, the look on his face says it all

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- hypes you up

- probably ends up joining in

seungmin:

duo: tom and jerry

- he may not show it but deep down he cares for you a lot

- you’re lowkey the human version of puppym and that describes your guys’ relationship well enough

- you love annoying him

- secretly he loves it too

- he doesn’t realize it but he’s lowkey one of your top comfort people

- like lee know, you guys are mean to each other in a loving way of course

- you guys spend quality time together by watching movies in silence while chomping down on snacks

- after the movie ends, you share your thoughts with each other

interviews/concerts:

- your skzoos + you both = absolute chaos

- i feel like your skzoo would be like a deer or something to resemble you being the youngest idk but it would be a menace

- tried to trip you after you tripped lee know but failed

- unfortunately chan saw too and he got a scolding!

- “she started it” “yeah blame it all on me”

when you get mad/crash out:

- just keeps his distance

- not tryna catch these hands👊

- warns the other members

when you’re sad:

- is always there to listen

- he may not know what to tell you or give the best advice, but he’s always willing to let you rant to him

- awkwardly rubs your back and hugs you

how he shows affection towards you:

- like lee know, he honestly doesn’t

- you know that all of his bullying is done out of love

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- just laughs

- “good luck with that”

- can’t help but be excited for you when he sees you talking to your crush

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- judges you

- bombastic side eye

- “why are you showing me this?” “nvm get out you’re such a negative nancy”

i.n

duo: snoopy and woodstock

- everyone’s favorite duo

- you have the most heartwarming relationship

- like felix, i.n brings a sense of comfort to you - just being around him calms you down

- adores you

- sees you as his little sister and feels the need to protect you

- if the whole group is ever hanging out and they can’t find you and i.n, you’re most likely hiding out in yours or his room, messing around

- as the maknae duo, everyone is always getting cuteness aggression from you both

- when you guys are left alone, chan doesn’t even worry about you guys getting into trouble because he trusts you both will just end up watching tv or doing smth chill

interviews/concerts:

- you both check up on each other

- you make eye contact and give each other a thumbs up

- just silent symbols of showing that you’re fine

- you hate competing against each other

- you both are always full of energy on stage

when you get mad/crash out:

- knows that you probably just wanna be left alone so he tells the other members to leave you be for a bit

- after awhile he’ll come and check on you

- cheers you up with his cuteness

when you’re sad:

- one of the chosen members to check up on you

- if felix isn’t around, he takes over as the therapist

- an amazing listener

- “queen never cry” “where on earth did you learn that”

how he shows affection towards you:

- is always super nice to you no matter what mood he’s in

- ruffles your hair whenever he walks past you with a small smile on his face as you glare at him

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- promises to not tell anyone

- you probably just told him instead of keeping it a secret because you trust him

- teases you quietly after he sees you interact with your crush

- “so when’s the wedding??” “oh shut it”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- doesn’t know wether to laugh or cry

- “…that’s nice” “thanks?”

- awkwardly leaves

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sailortongue · 1 year ago

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Lima Bean

pairing: kenji sato x reader

summary: kenji makes his intentions clear and a certain reporter is a little too committed to his job

an: ik the title is kinda dumb but bear with me i have an idea (title is still subject to change if the idea falls through). also tags are being kind of silly and I don't know how to get them to act right so if you asked to be tagged but didn't get notified I swear I tried 😭

wc: 2k

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“I’m pregnant.”

Those two words changed Kenji’s entire demeanor in seconds. His face dropped and his jaw hung open in complete disbelief. “. . . Are you sure?” He asked.

“Positive test, missed period, morning sickness,” you listed off. “I’m going to make an OBGYN appointment anyway just to be 100% sure, but so far yeah I’m pretty sure.”

“Ah,” was all he could say in response, his mind both blank and racing at the same time. Had he really not used protection? Was he that drunk? He tried to think back to that night, but all he could seem to remember was a flash of you under him and his lips on your neck. His face immediately flushed scarlet.

“Are you angry?” You asked, noticing the rapid shift in his complexion.

He rushed to deny your assumption. “No! No, nothing like that. I'm just . . . not sure what to make of this.”

“I know how you feel,” you said wryly. “Just thought you should know, I guess.” You shrugged your shoulders, feeling almost hollow inside with the knowledge that your life was about to undergo a drastic change.

“I appreciate it, thank you. If you don’t mind, uh,” he hesitated, searching for the right words. “I'd like to be present. To be a father.” He thought back to when he took care of Emi and how much he came to love her. He was confident in his ability to take care of his own biological child, even if these weren’t the circumstances in which he imagined he’d have one.

You looked at him as if you were meeting him for the very first time, entirely taken aback by his willingness to step up. Truthfully you'd expected him to deny any responsibility, but there he was, asking to raise the baby alongside you—to step up to the metaphorical plate and be a dad. “Really? And you’re not going to leave at the first inconvenience?”

“No. You have my word on that.” His expression was one of utmost sincerity. “I want to be a dad. Granted, this isn’t how I expected it,” he laughed awkwardly, “but it’s how it happened, and I won't run away from it.”

You gave him a soft smile. “I'll be honest, I didn't expect you to be so noble.”

“Thought I’d tell you to get rid of it or just throw a check at you to never contact me again? I understand the concern, but I want to be there every step of the way.”

“Then, would you like to come with me for my appointment? I haven’t scheduled it yet but . . .” you trailed off, realizing you were asking a very busy man to take time out of his day to accompany you to a doctor's appointment. “Unless of course you’re busy or don’t want to,” you added quickly.

He laughed at how flustered you’d gotten. “I'll be there. No matter the weather, practice, or a game, I will be there. That’s my kid you’ve got in there after all,” he said with a broad grin on his face as he pointed to your abdomen. “And that takes priority over everything else.”

“Wow. You’re smitten with something that’s probably the size of a lima bean right now,” you teased.

“Woah now, that’s our lima bean and I’m going to be the best dad a bean could wish for,” he asserted, imagining teaching his future son or daughter to play baseball with him or helping with homework, even what it would be like to do his daughter’s hair, or perhaps teaching his son how to tie a tie.

He was snapped from his thoughts when you slid your phone towards him from across the table, the screen displaying a new contact. “If we're going to be coparenting we should have each other's numbers.”

He picked up the device to input his number and then checked his own phone. He showed you the screen, a message from your own number displayed there.

It was only when he handed your phone back to you that you noticed how late it had already become. “Oh wow, I didn’t realize the time. I didn't mean to keep you so late,” you apologized.

“No no, it’s fine. I'm glad you, or, Ami, I guess, insisted we have this conversation in person. Think if I had been told over text I’d still be sitting on the couch reading it over and over again,” he laughed.

“That was how I felt looking at the test. It didn’t feel real.” You had a smile that mirrored his own, and you couldn’t believe how fortunate you were that Kenji wasn’t the douche you expected he’d be when he found out. Quite the opposite, to your pleasant surprise.

“Do you need a ride back home?” He asked earnestly, not quite ready to say bye. After all, you hadn’t allowed him the chance the last time you had met.

You shook your head as you stood from the table. “No, I drove here, but thanks anyway. I guess I'll keep in touch?”

He hummed in affirmation, standing from his chair, his impressive height towering over you. He gestured for you to walk first, following close behind you, his hand lightly pressed to your lower back as he walked with you to your car. While the two of you were wishing each other good night, another patron of the cafe was typing furiously into his phone, notifying his boss that he had just overheard the sport's world's juiciest scandal in months.

-❀-

The first thing you did the following day was schedule an appointment with an obstetrician. There had been a recent cancellation so you were able to get a slot in just a few days. You sent Kenji a text to notify him when and where, a small part of you looking forward to seeing him again. He responded quickly, saying he would definitely be there.

When the day came, he called you to ask if you wanted to go together, rather than take two cars. You agreed and told him your address, choosing to wait for him inside due to the biting cold of December. When you heard a car pull up, you exited your home, and it took all of your willpower not to gawk at his car, which was probably worth more than your entire house. You saw the driver's door begin to open, and he stepped out, breathtakingly handsome as usual. He pushed his sunglasses on top of his head and waved, greeting you with a jovial “Morning!”

“Good morning, Kenji,” you returned, a smile gracing your features.

As you approached the car, he slid back into the driver's seat and looked over at you, taking in the sight of the mother of his future child. He'd lain awake all night, playing with the idea over and over in his mind. He was really going to be a dad. How different could it be to raise a human baby if he’d already done so with a 20-foot-tall kaiju baby?

You noticed his gaze in your peripheral vision, but as you turned to look at him he snapped his attention forward and made himself busy with inputting the name of the doctor’s office you’d given him into the GPS.

The ride was filled with pleasant small talk, asking each other how you had been since last time, basically avoiding the elephant in the room and talking about everything except the new life between you. After parking, he made sure to open the door to the office for you and entered after you, a rush of cold air enveloping you as you approached the front desk. You confirmed your appointment with the receptionist, and she directed the two of you to sit in the waiting room and told you your name would be called when the doctor was ready.

As you were waiting, you noticed Kenji’s leg bouncing up and down rapidly, showing his nerves despite it not even being his appointment. You took the opportunity that had presented itself and placed your hand atop his knee. He looked over at you, his brown eyes wide and his lips pressed into a thin line. “You can wait in the car if you’d prefer—“

“No!” He all but shouted, refusing to let you believe for even one second that he would run out. “I said I would be here for you and I will,” he said adamantly, placing his hand over yours where it was still on his knee and squeezing tightly, a physical reassurance that we was staying put.

“y/n l/n.” You heard your name called. You and Kenji stood together, his hand not releasing yours. Instead, he rubbed calming circles on the skin as you were escorted into the patient rooms, though you weren’t entirely sure if it was meant to ease his nerves or yours. Either way, it was a sweet gesture.

-❀-

The gel was cold as it was spread across your exposed skin, sending shivers up your spine. A grainy black and white image showed up on the screen, and the doctor pointed to a small grey object depicted on it, surrounded by a sea of black. “This,” she started, “is the fetus.” You looked at the screen in awe before glancing over at Kenji. He was seated in a chair against the wall, his elbows braced on his knees as he leaned forward, his attention rapt on the screen and his lips open in a small “o” shape.

The doctor chuckled at your amazed reactions. “Excited to be parents?” She asked.

You don’t think Kenji even heard her, so you answered. “To be totally honest, this was unexpected, but I think we can make it work. Kenji here made it very clear that he wants to be a dad.”

“That's wonderful to hear. Well, looking at the scan I'd say you’re about 7 weeks along and you can expect to welcome the baby around August 11.

Kenji was practically bubbling as you each took your seats in the car, and he kept stealing glances at your tummy even if you weren’t showing any visible change yet.

-❀-

These past few days of tailing the nation's sweetheart baseball player were so worth it, thought the man sitting in his car while browsing through the photos of Kenji Sato and a woman he’d never been seen with before entering and leaving an OBGYN facility together. Interesting. Very interesting. With those photos there was no denying that Kenji Sato, baseball heartthrob, was a soon-to-be father.

-❀-

Kenji put the car in park in your driveway. You made to get out of the car until he exclaimed “Wait!” You re-situated yourself on the seat, angling yourself towards him. He seemed almost at war with himself, like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to actually say what had prompted him to stop you from leaving. “Would you, uh,” he faltered, chuckling awkwardly. “Would you like to go on a date with me?” He gave you a hopeful look.

Heat flushed across your face and ears, and you beamed at him. “Doing things way out of order aren’t we?” You joked.

He laughed mirthfully as well. “Way out of order,” he agreed. “So, was that a yes? To go out?”

“Yes, that was a yes,” you giggled, finding his eagerness endearingly sweet.

He nodded his head. “Ok. Ok, great. Are you free this Saturday? I'll pick you up?”

“I’ll see you then,” you agreed cheerfully, and, deciding to take another risk since you were doing things all out of order anyway, you leaned over and placed a quick peck against his cheek before hopping out of the car and waving goodbye. He continued to wait in the car until he saw you safely enter your home, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest and his face crimson red, one hand placed lightly against where your lips had touched his skin.

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dollwhisper · 7 days ago

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───── ( mlist, &. — f! reader, age gap, dad’s best friend, requested by anon ! ) SAM WINCHESTER has been finding way too many excuses to swing by your house when your father’s not around. return something he borrowed the other week. pick up a book from his best friend’s office. he’ll talk to your mother about some folder in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, all friendly and polite.

sam is better than this, isn’t he? it’s all some sort of masochistic act, the way he knows you’ll always be off-limits. you’re his best friend’s daughter and a man like him should never think of you like that. but sam still drops by. he’s trained himself to recognize your footsteps and that awfully sweet scent of shampoo that always lingers in the air after you wash your hair.

sam’s eyes will drift away, waiting for you to show up, looking around the hallway for your silhouette to magically appear. he wishes you’d be there and greet him your little awkward, “hi, mr. winchester”. you become so soft and shy around him— his last name rolls off your tongue and you greet him with the softest gaze when you look up to him with doe eyes and mutter his name— your lips curl in the shyest smile and that alone could give him a boner. sam hates himself for it. he feels like a pervert and he can’t stand the idea of it.

he can’t keep his eyes off you. you’ve been on his mind more than he wants to admit. he’ll think of you with his fist around his dick and you won’t make it any better. almost every time he comes over, he’ll catch you wandering around in skirts that shouldn’t be so short— short skirts riding up your thighs, short tank tops and the same doe eyed, shy look you always give him. he thinks about bending you over in the same skirt, pussy clenching against the girth of his cock.

but one night, drunk out of his mind, he gives in. he kisses you, so starved and sloppy, like he’s been dying to do this for the past few months— ever since you returned from college.

he decided to stay over the night after having too much whiskey with your father. you were just returning from the local bar. and you gave him the same look, those pretty doe eyes that seem want so much more than a simple ‘hello’. he’s so gentle to you, so careful, like you’re made out of porcelain and he should do his best to take care of you.

that night, he took such good care of you, burying his fingers in your pussy, one by one, making you come on them twice. he said, “you taste so sweet, but we shouldn’t be doing this. i shouldn’t be doing this to you, sweetheart.”

you’ve been fantasizing about him for a long, long time. but you knew you stood no chance against women his age. you knew he’d never look at you. you’re his best friend’s daughter, freshly out of college, with barely any sex experience whatsoever. the man makes you so nervous you can barely contain yourself around him. but he’s so insanely handsome and tall, so intelligent. you’ve been wearing your prettiest and shortest skirt when he’s around. no bra under your tank tops— hopelessly praying to get sam winchester’s attention at least once.

he’s so handsome when he stand in front of you with the sleeves of his flannel rolled up just the right amount, smelling of whiskey and the faint smell of cologne. you’ve been dreaming about this with your fingers inside your cunt, moaning his name when nobody was at home.

obscene thoughts flashed through your mind every single time you saw him. you greeted him awkwardly and you returned to your room and you bet mr. winchester thought you disliked him. you felt so dirty for thinking of him like that. and that made you even more desperate for his attention.

since that incident, everything changed. sam gave you his phone number and you saved it under a fake name. he made you promise you’d always reach out if you ever need him. he’s been at war with himself everyday, fighting the urge to check up on you, to make sure you’re all good.

he’ll show up at your father’s parties and have a beer on the porch with his best friend. but he doesn’t listen to none of your dad’s words and he feels like a complete asshole for it. sam loves him, but he wants you. he always searches for you in the crowd of people holding plastic plates and cans of beer while your dad rambles about his recents hunting trips. your eyes find him once and you know it’s time to leave. discreetly.

he’ll push you against a wall and slip his fingers under your skirt, groping your ass with his big hands. more often than you could’ve ever imagined, he can’t get his hands off you. he’ll turn you around and stretch you open and nobody would ever think such a good girl like you would ever be with a man who is so much older than you. worse. with a man who also happens to be your father’s best friend.

note: nonnie, i have so many thoughts so bear with me, i’m gonna write more TRUST i’ll have a proper 3k fic out in no time. i didn’t even proofread this omg i just needed to write. i’ll probably end up with 100 posts just like this one, i just couldn’t cram everything into a single post </3 haha what if i made a series who said that i’d love to write little scenarios like the last two paragraphs, but longer !!

#sam winchester #sam winchester x female reader #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester smut #sam winchester fic #supernatural x female reader #supernatural x you #supernatural smut #supernatural fic

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tojisun · 9 months ago

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I just can’t stop thinking about hockey player soap. Getting in fights, grinning with one missing tooth, BIG ASS ARMS, you know his stupid Mohawk looks all fucked up and sweaty after he takes his helmet off.

YEEES ABSOLUTELY MY GODDD

johnny's such an amazing pest, it's exhilarating watching him on ice!! he's always the one that's getting pulled away by officials or by his team because he's always found in the heart of a tussle — gloves off, helmets missing, and his fist tight on his opponent's jersey, so much so that he's almost stripped it off them.

thinking about how iconic it was that the moment johnny is out of the penalty box — not his fault this time, he swears! the officials fucked up with that call — he finds his check and go gloves-off. like, literally just a second after the two-minute penalty play, which the specgru were unable to take advantage of, he's seen fighting again.

he makes sure that graves does not fall to his ass lest the fight is cut short, so he holds onto grave's jersey and plows his fist on the underside of his jaw and on his face because he wants to see blood spilled from this fucker too. it's not fair that johnny's the only one who was put in the box when graves was throwing shit their way? like, who the fuck does he think he is, chirping at their captain?

sure, garrick's young and he's made captain as soon as he returned from his clavicle injury but has garrick not given enough for this city? for this godforsaken sport?

thinking about johnny’s missing tooth again — the top incisor — and how, when he smiles, there's that little gap. he's never shy at showing it off because c'mon now, johnny won that tussle. and this missing tooth is his prize — don't mind the fact that they also won against the panthers, what's important was that he won that fight.

("john mactavish, the long-lost tkachuk brother.")

thinking about johnny and his beautiful, thick arms, and how, one day, he posted a picture of them nibbled on to hell and back.

and all he had to say for it was, “my wife got hungry.”

sugar, spice, everything on ice (hockey au) mlist

#anon #ask #hockey au #johnny soap mactavish #soap x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish x reader #f!reader #task force 141 #suns

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angelickks · 3 months ago

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01. LES joel miller

▶︎ •၊၊||၊ “Girl, I wanna know, are you ready to cry? ʻCause I'm no good.” He tells you he’s bad for you. Then makes you cum so hard you forget your own name.

QUEUE ☰ OFF TO THE RACES

main—play this while you ruin me • pedro pascal mlist!

warning(s) nsfw. mdni! 18+. emotionally unavailable smut. toxic. emotionally constipated!joel. unprotected p in v. creampie. oral (f!recieving). rough sex. implied grief/ptsd. power imbalance (emotional). angst. emotional manipulation. unhealthy coping mechanism. reader knowingly engaging in toxic relationship dynamic. pussy pronouns. written as a bunch of diff scenes but still a cohesive drabble if that makes sense?? (gif not mine)

pairing joel miller x fem!reader

YOU KNEW BETTER. You always knew better when it came to him.

Or did you?

He told you from the beginning. Voice low, eyes flat, like a man trying to be kind when he’s never been taught how.

“You don’t want this.”

“I ain’t what you think.”

“I’m no good for you, sweetheart.”

But the way he looked at you said otherwise.

The way his hands shook when he touched you like you were holy.

The way he kissed you slow at first, then harder, like he was mad about how good it felt.

The way he always stayed a little too long after. Never in the bed, but in the doorway, as if he wanted to say something he never would.

You knew what he was before he ever laid a hand on you. That look in his eyes, like he’d been through the end of the world and didn’t come out the same. The way he spoke, always a little hoarse, always a little heavy, like everything hurt.

You could’ve walked away. You didn’t.

You let him take you instead.

He doesn’t fuck you like a man in love. He fucks you like a man trying to forget.

╭━━━━━ ━━━━━╮

It’s late. Always is.

You’re half-asleep when he shows up at your door again, guilt in his eyes and sin in his hands.

He doesn’t kiss you at first. Just pushes you against the wall, unzips your jeans, and slips his fingers between your legs like he’s checking to see if you still want him. You’re wet—of course you are—and he groans like he hates that about you.

When he finally speaks, it’s against your throat.

“I’m an awful guy.”

You don’t answer. Just pull him into your bedroom, into your sheets, into your skin like maybe you can fix something broken just by holding it hard enough.

He kissed the inside of your thighs first. Then your stomach. Your ribs. And always last, your lips, like he was scared of the repercussions of it.

You’ve learned his rituals by now. They live in the bruises he leaves behind, etched into your skin like scripture. Joel always kisses every part of you but your mouth. He saves it for last, or never at all. Like kissing you there would be too intimate, too indulgent. It’s too honest. Like the softness of it might undo the ruin he’s already made of you.

Because God forbid he offer tenderness in the aftermath of his destruction. Whether it's your body he’s wrecked, or your heart.

“Always so soft f'me, such a sweet thing” he whispered, voice shaking, his southern drawl thick with something shy of love. You smiled and reached for him, guiding his cock to your entrance.

He rocked into you slowly, holding your gaze. No growling. No urgency. Just slow, full, relentless strokes. His hands were mean, his grip bound to leave bruises.

Perhaps, a new addition or just the same ones he always made sure to keep blooming. A cruel reminder.

It made you cry. You didn’t mean to. But you did.

He wiped your tears with his thumb and groaned like you’d slapped him, “This ain’t good for you, baby.”

But he didn’t stop. In fact, his hips drove impossibly deeper.

The line between your moans and choked sobs and his incoherent words and groans blending together like perfect sin.

He takes his time. Makes you feel every inch. Fingers digging into your waist, mouth between your breasts, sucking and biting. Groaning your name like a warning and a prayer.

His thrusts are deep, deliberate. Slow at first, then rougher, meaner. He calls you sweetheart and baby, but he doesn’t mean it the way you want him to. Not yet.

You scratch at his back and he moans through gritted teeth, "So fuckin' tight, baby. Tell me who fucks ya this good." You beg for more and he gives it, like it’s the only thing he knows how to offer.

When you cum, he kisses you like he shouldn’t have. When he cums in you, it sounds like a gruff apology.

╭━━━━━ ━━━━━╮

He’s on his knees, again.

Not because you asked. Not because he’s gentle. But because something in him can’t not do this. Like eating you out is the only way he can say the things he refuses to speak.

His palms are heavy on your thighs, thumbs pressing bruises into your skin as he spreads you wide on the edge of the bed. He’s looking up at you like a man praying at the altar of a sin he’ll never give up.

"Keep your eyes on me," he rasps. His voice is thick with heat. All raspy and ruined, just how you like him.

Then he lowers his mouth to you and devours.

Not soft. Not teasing.

He tongues you like he’s starving, like the slick between your thighs is his only salvation.

The first drag of his tongue has your head falling back, your hips jerking. He pins you down with one arm, growls against your cunt like it pisses him off how sweet you taste.

"Fuckin’ hell, baby... you always this wet f'me?"

He knows the answer. You’re soaked. You always are for him.

He licks slow at first—long, lazy strokes that make your thighs tremble. Then his lips wrap around your clit and he sucks, messy and rhythmic, the kind of motion that’s got your legs trying to close around his head, your moans raw and desperate.

And Joel? He groans into you like he’s addicted.

His beard is soaked. His fingers move to dig into your hips to keep you still. And when you start to cum, he doesn’t let up. He pushes his tongue in deeper, buries his face in you like he wants to drown in it, uses your orgasm as his absolution.

You whimper his name. He just moans in response.

Like he can’t stop. Like he won’t stop. Like getting you off is the only way he knows how to be good.

And maybe—just maybe—it’s the only time he doesn’t feel like a monster.

After, he doesn’t move. Just breathes beside you, chest heaving, hand still gripping your thigh like he’s scared of what comes next.

You reach for him, just a brush of fingers across his ribs. He flinches.

“Joel…” you whisper.

He shakes his head. Presses his forehead to yours.

And still, you let him stay.

Because you’ve never been good at letting go of the things that ruin you soft.

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luvnami · 10 months ago

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hey, chat?

author's note ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ streamer!sanemi has been PLAGUING me | kinktober 2024 mlist content warnings ₊˚⊹ petnames, implied sex toys, masturbation, fingering, blowjobs, handjobs, under-desk, low voyeurism, leg humping, x fem! reader, ageless/minors dni (18+), 900+ words

when your boyfriend’s job has him in front of a computer for most of the day, sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands when you get horny – literally. ovulation is no joke. you’ve been panting in bed, fingers squelching deep within your swollen pussy, trying to get a sliver of the pleasure that sanemi’s usually adamant on providing you with.

it’s just not the same.

your fingers aren’t as long, the sadly discarded dildo doesn’t hit your favourite spots, and your vibrator’s dead. you just want to be satisfied with a few hours of absolutely animalistic bareback sex. however, sanemi’s in his gaming room, streaming to his thousands of fans at the moment. thankfully, your horniness knows little to no limits.

you get off the bed and stumble next door. the door clicks open.

“babe?” sanemi pulls one side of his headset off when he hears you, turning around in his chair only to see you absolutely ruined. his jaw sets.

you bring a finger up to your lips. a few messages pop up in his chat about how sanemi’s girlfriend must have appeared off camera.

you’re wearing an oversized shirt with the collar cut open. one side hangs off your shoulder, showing off the curve of your neck and flesh of your chest. you get on your hands and knees and crawl under sanemi’s desk, careful to stay out of view of the camera.

his legs widen to accommodate you between them. sanemi swallows thickly. if he had to be wholly honest, this isn’t the first time that you and him have done anything particularly lewd on camera. sometimes he has you talk with his chat, controlling a vibrator stuffed into your cunt off screen; or teasing your clit as you play a minigame and edging you when you fail the in-game objectives.

this, though? this is new.

“sorry chat, my girlfriend just came in to check on me.” sanemi readjusts his headphones and swivels back to his monitor.

a few messages aw-ing and cooing at him for being a sweet boyfriend enter the chat. he rolls his eyes and tells them to shut the fuck up, then unpauses his game and goes back to exploring the area he had been in earlier.

you practically drool at the sight of sanemi in sweatpants. call it cliche – whatever. you just want him in any one of your holes right now.

you wiggle the band of his sweatpants and briefs below his hips, pulling his soft cock out. sanemi talking to his chat drones into background noise as you dig in. he swears, knee bouncing and nearly hitting the table from underneath.

“fuck, i thought there was a spider next to me,” he grumbles in excuse.

sanemi’s quickly grows hard as you make sure he’s nicely lubed up for your throat, spitting on his tip and using your hand to pump his shaft. his thighs flex and he lets out a heavy huff in an attempt to play off any noises he might make out of pleasure. your knees dig into the flooring as you lean forward.

“is this the right spot? we’re supposed to-” sanemi chokes on his words as his tip hits the back of your mouth, then inches into the tightness of your throat.

your nose flares against his skin. you stare up at him through your wet lashes and for a moment, sanemi thinks that this is a very bad idea. he loves fucking your throat till you’re hoarse and gasping for air. on stream, however, is another deal. a rush of adrenaline surges through him and he swears he gets even harder.

“we’re supposed to find the boss here. let’s keep explorin’.”

sanemi wants to look down at your lips wrapped around the base of his cock, but he’d rather do anything else but give his chat something to spread on twitter like wildfire – especially not when it involves you.

you give yourself a few seconds to adjust. your pussy drools, sticky and dripping onto the floor below you. you start to move your head and fuck sanemi’s cock with your mouth. you hear him swear, although you’re not sure if it’s from the game or because of you.

his thighs clamp down on either side of your face. you whine as the pressure stops you from moving too freely. your hand touches the sensitive skin of his inner thigh and sanemi jolts, trying his best to relax.

each little gag you make drives him closer to the edge as you suck, lick and kiss his length, occasionally pulling off to use your hand to jerk him off. he feels dizzy. he should end the stream, call it quits and just fuck you till he’s satisfied, but there’s some sort of heady rush knowing that you could be caught at any moment.

your hand dips between your thighs to play with your clit. the cock in your mouth muffles your moans, but the noises don’t escape sanemi. he spares you a quick glance and he nearly groans out loud. you look so pretty with your blown out pupils and drool-smeared face. he can see the curve of your tits through your shirt, jiggling with each movement you make.

“chat, i think i have to end stream earlier than expected,” sanemi breathes.

you move your hips closer to his foot and roll up his sweatpants. he loses composure for a second when you press your wetness against his ankle, swirling your legs and rubbing your clit against his skin. sanemi can feel the heat of your pulsing pussy.

“sorry. i’ll make it up to you guys another time. see ya.”

he’s never clicked ‘end stream’ faster in his life.

#shinazugawa sanemi #shinazugawa sanemi x reader #shinazugawa sanemi smut #shinazugawa x reader #shinazugawa smut #sanemi x reader #sanemi smut #kny shinazugawa #kny sanemi #kny x reader #kny smut #demon slayer shinazugawa #demon slayer sanemi #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer smut #kny #kinktober #kinktober 2024

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gumilac · 2 months ago

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pairings. barista megumi × gn! student council reader

genre. barista/cafe and college au, reader’s POV, slight swearing

word count. 4k

aki’s notes. here’s part two my loves!!! im actually so giddy, my heart was going doki-doki the whole time !!! i hope you guys enjoy the parallels and the fic overall <3 mwa! rbs will be greatly appreciated 🫶🏻

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“good morning, shimizu-san!”

you cheerfully quip, closing the door of the office behind you. as student government president, administrative work wasn’t required of your position. but, as a student assistant hired by your university, you’re here to do your job—for financial independence.

“good morning,” she delightfully returns your consistent morning greeting, before handing over the list of students that might be coming in today.

“here are all the students,” she points at the piece of paper, showing only three, “that have made an appointment.”

grabbing it, you thank her and walk over to your desk, perusing the names. as you settle in your chair, organizing your file bins, the door of the office opens.

“hey!” you look up, happily greeting the student in front of you.

“hi,” he pauses, taking a step forward, then another, “i’m here to pass my forms?”

your face lights up at the recognition of what needs to be done, so you stand up and reach a hand out, coaxing him to give the papers.

“oh! okay. can i have a look, please?”

he hands them over and you smile up at him before looking at the documents. you diligently cross reference and double check every information, in case a student fills them out wrong. seeing as these were all fine, you looked at his name and then at the list.

fushiguro, megumi: new student.

“you’re new here?” you ask, smiling up at him, only breaking eye contact when you settle his documents in the proper file bins.

“yeah.”

“oh, that’s great! welcome to the university of tokyo,” you quip and he smiles. well, kind of.

“i’m the student government president, from class 4,” you introduce yourself, slightly bowing before him, “but you can just call me by my name. no need for formalities.”

bowing, he returns the introduction, “fushiguro megumi.” and as he stands up to his full height, you’re now only realizing how tall he was—as well as his good looks.

“i tend to facilitate newcomers’ information,” still smiling up at him, you inquire, a little curious with his situation, “and i can’t help but notice that you’re here on a scholarship grant?”

he forces a smile and you doubt yourself for prying his personal information and in a way to release tension, you blurt out.

“you’re a smart guy!”

it takes him a while to reply and when he does, all he says is;

“yeah,” running a hand through his hair, “it’s just my sister and i. so, i need all the financial help i can get.”

as student government president you had a knack for reading people’s body language. as he shifts his weight, you’re awfully aware of how uncomfortable he is with conversing regarding this topic.

“oh, i didn’t know,” you quietly say before finally deciding to drop it. “well, if you ever need anything i’m here.”

he presses his lips in a thin smile, bowing once more before leaving the office. the atmosphere remains tense even without his presence, but as if on cue, shimizu-san pricks the air.

“he’s quite the boy, no? i think you’ll be seeing him often.”

startled, you look at her and there’s a knowing smile on her face as she looks at you. with her teasing look, there’s an opportune contender on your side—your heated cheeks.

“i’m sorry?” you laugh, albeit embarrassedly. you’re not sure what she means by that and she clarifies.

if you can even call it “clarifying” with how she just repeats it.

“i’m just saying, you’ll see him more often” she continues, before nodding her head at the next student by the door. “you have another.”

looking at her inquisitively and working so hard for the gears in your brain to make it make sense, you lay your eyes on his documents again.

name: fushiguro, megumi

old/new: new student

section: class 4

oh.

you smile to yourself, before greeting the next student—blissfully unaware, not knowing what serendipity was brewing just right under your nose.

~; 5 months later

just five months ago, you were top 1 in class 4. well, was, up until fushiguro megumi came by to sweep that position off your feet—but, there’s nothing to it. seeing as he was a student on a scholarship grant, you understood certain measures fushiguro took. and it’s funny, almost silly—because as competitive and cunning as he is when it comes to academics, you never took him for a guy to be a class representative during events.

well, he had no choice. you could almost say he took the offer from your teacher begrudgingly.

the professor practically had to beg on his knees just for him to accept the offer and it was an amusing sight to see fushiguro battling between the heavens and the earth to just say one simple word,

“okay”.

pocketing your phone, you open the door of the coffee shop that’s just a few blocks away from your university. it rings and you look up at the cute bell hanging just above the door before a voice captures your attention.

“hi. welcome to—”

there he stands, with his barista apron, cap and all. fushiguro was wiping the table, stopping mid-way when your eyes meet and he stands there for a while. making you wonder...

i dont think he knows how long he's been silent for. so you speak up

“fushiguro, hi!” and you could visibly see the way he comes back to his senses, “you work here?”

taking a step towards him, he neatly folds the towel he was using and sets it aside. he stands up straight and looks at you expectantly.

“yeah, i started last week.”

“really?” you smile, before pursuing the menu chalkboard just right behind him. finally picking a drink from the array of options you look back at him.

“i always see you around,” you pause, voice quiet, “it’s nice.”

his face looks almost surprised and by the way you know him; he’s an introvert, but with the most expressive eyes—as if it does all the talking for him.

"i mean we are classmates and class 4 representatives" he says, and you laugh.

“haha yeah,” biting your lip and titling your head, “makes sense."

but it also doesn't, because what you mean by around, you mean everywhere. at the library, cafeteria, parking lot, the school field, the room by where you’re in during competitions and now the cafe you always go to...

but, these are just coincidences, surely. however, what stands out the most is how he is always present at school events handled by you. and only you, never attending those led by others—you’ve confirmed it since you oversee these things even if you’re not the head. you could say that he's your most active participant with how his name consistently shows up in every logbook, registration and attendance sheet.

fushiguro megumi.

the most active participant, but the quietest one. and even so, his presence can be felt by you almost tenfold. smiling to yourself, you order.

“can i just have a latte?” you ask and he nods, turning around to make your drink. you look around the cafe, watching as the snow falls just right outside the window. it’s at around 5:47pm, the sun setting in for the night and it casts a golden, yellow light inside the cafe.

looking back at megumi, he looks… tense? his shoulders are tight and you only ever really know because his posture is exactly the same during bus rides on the way to competitions and the time when he opened up about how it’s only him and his sister.

he’s nervous.

rocking on the balls and toes of your feet, you break the silence, “last week, huh?” and as if you had power over him or whatever, he visibly relaxes—it makes you smile.

“mhm,” is all he manages to say and you snicker, watching him softly cough as he holds your finished drink.

“last week–” he coughs again, stuttering and handing over your drink, “i started last week.”

smiling up at him, he states the price, “your total is 250 yen.” after fishing out the correct amount, you look at the drink and there’s a… heart? your mouth acts quicker than your brain, already spilling out a tease.

“aww, a heart! for me?” you hand over your payment and he quickly rings it up. still looking at the latte art, fushiguro speaks up.

“it’s the only thing i can do right now.”

“that’s so cute,” you happily mutter, eyes meeting his once more and to your surprise—he actually smiles back. so different from what he used when he smiled at you back at the student’s affair office.

this one’s pretty, genuine and– heartwarming.

grabbing the drink, you wave goodbye, “thanks again, fushiguro.”

there goes serendipity once again, brewing something bigger… something stronger than before. and as a warm, fuzzy feeling settles in your chest, this time, you’re aware. finally aware of what it might plan to do, so you brace yourself for the impact. as you walk further away from the counter, you hear him call out, “come back again.”

and that, you definitely will.

~; 1 year later.

your math test results, he was the first to know. well only for the sole reason because he saw you at the field crying and you basically ran up to him. you still remember how he stood there dumbfounded, but said nothing. he only sat down beside you and let you cry on his shoulder even if it meant slobbering tears and snot onto his uniform.

embarrassing.

he doesn't know—and you won’t let him know—but his presence is weirdly more constant than that of your friends. always consistently mr. tenfold. a tap on your desk pulls you out from your daze and you see megumi nod his head towards a latte. your heart grows, tenderly touched by the action of what the boy in front of you did.

"fushiguro," you draw out, "how'd you know?"

“it’s all you order,” a teasing remark from him and it makes you laugh. after a while, you take a deep breath, realizing that silence is comforting. his silence. so much so that he somehow manages to provide good company in times like these.

“i’ll tutor you later, okay?” he utters comfortingly, “come by the cafe.”

one thing about fushiguro megumi is that he won’t coddle, but he will provide solace in his own way and you appreciate it very much. and what he offered is just exactly what you needed at this moment.

a latte, a tranquil silence, and a cute tutor.

“okay… thank you,” you whisper and he smiles. easing the hurt in your heart. “you’re welcome. drink up you’ll feel better.”

and he does it so well. does it so well to make you feel better than okay. because ever since you two were partnered as representatives, you always knew that someone was just behind your back whenever and if ever you fall.

a quiet but influential presence—that’s fushiguro megumi.

~5:30pm, at the cafe.

fushiguro kept his promise, meeting you at the cafe you so frequent at. he’s assured you that it’s not his shift so he can totally make time to tutor you. you two have been at it for a good hour, a half and fifteen minutes—but honestly, who’s counting?

you.

you’re definitely counting, as if sitting this close to fushiguro megumi has made all your senses be heightened. but can he honestly blame you? his cologne overwhelms your senses and he smells so great. seriously, he should’ve came here a little more dirty and unkempt, maybe even bit sweaty.

but then again you have already smelled him all sweaty… even when the summer heat beats down both your backs as you wait for the bus after a competition, he still managed to smell pleasant. it makes you groan internally—it’s not fair. he’s always so tidy and neat.

“okay, when looking for a point in a hyperbola,” he taps pen at his notes, effectively pulling you away from his distracting aroma, “what do we need to use?”

“the standard formula of a hyperbola?” he gives you a small smile and– oh god. your eyes quickly travel to his lips, letting it linger there for a second.

“good job,” he says, making you look up at him again, thankful that his eyes aren’t on yours as you unabashedly stare at his face and lips. as you do so, you see constellations—fushiguro megumi has freckles. they’re light, but they’re there. and you found it so endearing that one person could have the whole entire universe just on their face.

and without warning, he follows up again with another question, “but how do you know if it’s a vertical one?”

he pulls you out once more and you furrow your brows, trying so hard to concentrate because he can not catch you slipping. you internally chastise yourself, swearing that you should know this—as the gears connect, you slowly articulate your answer.

“when the traverse axis is vertical…” you pause, waiting for that little neuron in your brain to stop bouncing around and just finally connect to the hippocampus, as you actively recall what he thought you

“and…” you rack your brain, stuttering, “and when– when–!!”

and finally it connects. that little neuron finally found its place and you yell out the stupidly simple answer.

“when the y-term is positive and comes first in the equation!”

you look at megumi, there’s a handsome grin plastered on his features and once again your body moves faster than your brain. your hands fly up to cup his cheeks, and pulled him in for a kiss. almost immediately after it registers in your brain, your body decides to move without thinking again, your feet dragging you out there like a marathon runner.

you only ever realize what happened is when you stand in front of your dorm building dumbfounded that you felt so light. comically turning around, you frantically look for your things—did they fall off…?

whipping your head to look at the gate, only then does it fully registered that what you did resulted in you leaving your all your stuff.

“shit…”

stupid little neurons.

~; one week later.

god avoiding megumi was so much harder to do. because how did his ass always find you at the right time and at the right place.

seriously, was he stalking you?!

grabbing your hair, you mess it up, shaking your head as you groan so loud that nobara had to throw a milk box at you to make you shut up.

“hey,” she snaps, “cut it out. you look like an idiot.”

you abruptly look at her and there’s a pout on your lips. she suddenly feels pity, making her run a hand to fix the hair you so easily messed up three times in a row. she knows what you did and instead of laughing at your situation she just chooses to be there for you now.

but you know she’ll never let you live this down after you recover.

“i kissed him, nobara,” you whine, ranting about it for the fourth time.

“yeah, i know,” she raises a brow, “you told me several times.”

whining, your forehead falls on the desk, nobara’s hands flying to save you from the hard impact of it. she clicks her tongue, finally having had enough of your shit. so, she suddenly lifts her hand, jerking your head off the desk and you look at her with a frown.

“just talk to him, jeez,” she suggests and you huff, feeling so exasperated. to make things worse she brings up a horrible memory about it.

“you’re a mess,” she shakes her head, “you’re such a mess that you bumped two things yesterday: a person and a wall.”

oh god. flashbacks.

yesterday, since you were actively avoiding him, you found it best to take the long route towards the comfort room thinking maybe he won’t be there for once. but destiny likes to play naughty, because the minute you decide to let your guard down as you leave the lavatory…

fushiguro is on his way to use the comfort room too—headed for your direction!

jesus fucking christ.

startled by the attack of fate, you quickly turn around so fast it makes you dizzy and disoriented. first it was the wall that obscured your escape. and as soon you recovered, of course a passing student bumps into you. you mutter a half-assed, quick apology to them before you made a run for it.

“god, nobara,” you sob, closing your eyes as she reminded you once again of your demise. stuffing the stupid memory at the back of your mind, closing it with a double-padded lock.

“god,” she states your name, “i’ve never seen you in such a mess. you’re student fucking government president for god’s sake.”

she opens a bag of chips and she slides them over to you, “even when you were nervous about public speeches, you never once faltered.”

she’s right.

you sit there quietly, munching on the salted potatoes as you listened to her wisdom. she always had that in her.

“but fushiguro?” she takes a chip, “there’s more to it than you think. you just refuse to put your pride down and face it like a student government president."

frowning, you were about to defend yourself when she cuts you off, “right now, you’re facing it like a coward. i’ve known for a long time that there was something beyond both of you being just class representatives.”

“really?”

“are you kidding me?” she deadpans and looks at you very disappointedly that you feel so small. “face it. face him like the president you are. just do and you’ll see i’m right after all.”

she smirks and then the bell rings, signaling your dismissal. she stands up to grab her things and places a comforting pat on your head—it was a big deal because she was never one for physical affection.

“thank you, nobara,” you smile, standing up as well, “i love you!”

she winces and scrunches her nose, “gross.”

well, she’s not one for any affection and it makes you both laugh. you wave her goodbye, pestering her with i love you’s as she walks the other direction, finally cheering when she shouts it back aggressively. you laugh, watching as her figure grows smaller and smaller, before finally taking a deep breath.

she’s right. you have to face him as student government president.

and that you did. filled with the resolve and confidence nobara gave you, you took certain steps towards the cafe. as you do so, you’re actively rehearsing what you’re going to say; formulating a speech in your head just as you would do during impromptu public speeches.

you were gonna be fine, you were gonna tell him that you liked him and that the kiss meant something to you. and if it meant nothing to him, then it didn’t matter to any of you—well, it might make cry for a few days again, but you didn’t care! not right now! not when you’re filled with adrenaline and—

“hey,” a voice softly calls out and as you ascertain your surroundings, your resolve falters once more.

it didn’t even take 5 minutes to get here?! you think to yourself and when you met his eyes, you see that there’s a lopsided grin on his face.

god. god. god.

swallowing the huge lump forming on you throat, you took calculated steps, using them to gather up all the courage you needed. as you reach the counter your voice is meek.

“hi…” looking down, you fidget with your hands and it’s so quiet. too quiet, too deafening. this wasn’t the silence you liked. not at all. after a few more scrutinizing minutes, fushiguro finally breaks the thick air suffocating you.

“latte?” and all you managed to do was nod. but before he turns around, his face lights up, a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he reaches down the counter to pull out what only seems like– your bag. heat floods your cheeks and you burrow your nose even more in your scarf, hiding your face as much as possible.

back to the topic of your bag, you’re not sure if he’s doing it on purpose, but he was moving at the rate of a sloth, slowly settling it on the counter. before he could even pull away, you snatched it so fast, it garnered a snort from the boy.

looking away, fushiguro makes your drink. awfully pissed at how he does it so quickly than the first time he did it. why were you the nervous one now? why were the tables turned?

as your mind plagues you with different questions, you carefully place your payment on the counter. and just as you do, fushiguro turns around to place the drink in front of you. he rings it up and once he was done, he looks at you expectantly. it’s awkwardly quiet but loud at the same time.

“ah, right,” he realized something and he turns away, looking back to hand you some tissues. “here you go.”

“thank you,” you fidget with them, racking your brain for things to say before finally looking up at him. “thanks for my stuff and my coffee…” closing your eyes, you steel yourself for the outcome, “look, i’m sorry about last week—”

before you could even finish your sentence, a warm and soft thing meets your lips. was he messing with you? slowly opening your eyes, your met with raven locks tickling your face and soft warm lips capturing yours.

oh.

your heart feels funny, beating at a pace of a thousand horses—when he tried to deepen the kiss it was when you realized that you’re not moving. so, you do. reciprocating. you could physically feel him smiling against your lips when you finally captured his in yours too. a sigh escapes your lips and he continues to kiss you softly, gently but sure.

he grows confident, you could feel it with the way he’s getting bolder to slightly slide his tongue inside your mouth, giving you a little more of what he tastes like and oh god it makes you weak. he slowly pulls away, leaving just enough space that your noses are still touching and you’re in a daze.

“don’t be,” he whispers, finally reassuring your mind of all thoughts bad and evil. “come by again everyday, yeah?” he licks his lips and it made you want more.

“yeah…” you mutter and he surprises you with another kiss, as if reading your mind. he gives you a handsome smile before speaking once more.

“and stop avoiding me, okay?”

as if your body could stutter, all you were able to give him was a quick nod. but he kisses you once again, not missing the way his face looks—clearly enjoying that he has the upper hand by kissing you, rendering you speechless.

“okay?” he softly laughs, a slight teasing tone in his voice.

“okay…” you weakly mutter, cupping your face in your hands to conceal the growing blush on your face, but you fail miserably. especially with holding back the smile that wants to take over your features. you both start laughing quietly, finding this all so ridiculous but you love it. as he brushes his nose against yours, he finally decides to pull away to stand up to his full height. his decision to do so made your heart stop running just a bit, calling in a white flag.

god, he was tall.

you grab the drink and walk over to the table closest to the counter, and as you sit down your heart skips a beat once more when you realized that he never took his eyes off you for even one second. when you looked at him, he tips the brim of his barista cap and he looks so, so, so good that all you could muster up is a little nose scrunch, hoping that he'll understand.

that you'll be here until his shift is over.

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jlheon · 1 year ago

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꒰ THAT’S YOUR BOYFRIEND? ꒱

03. i’d love to meet you soon

peng’s note. bye this is so couple cringe core + written section under the cut ! ( wc. 444 )

your phone immediately starts buzzing after you press send on your message.

the contact picture of your boyfriend’s dog flashed upon the screen.

technically you’ve seen him now but you wish he would be comfortable enough to show you his face, especially now that he’s seen yours.

but there’s no rush really.

sure, you’re friends may think he’s a little sketchy but you don’t care. whatever he looks like doesn’t matter because he’s the best boyfriend you’ve had yet. despite never seeing his face and meeting him in person he always finds a way to call you and check up on you throughout the day.

he manages to do all of that with his packed schedule.

though you always wonder what school he goes to that requires the dance team to work in such rigorous conditions.

“hi baby,” riki says when he answers the phone, his voice raspy from the run through before another tour stop.

“hi rik,” you reply, pulling the covers over your body and getting comfortable under your sheets. “how was dance?”

“exhausting,” he groans. “but i’m fine now that i’m talking to you.”

“you’re so cheesy riki,” you giggle, turning over on your side.

“you love it when i’m cheesy,” riki retorts. “i bet your blushing right now.”

“no i’m not!” you say while turning on your camera. “see!”

in a turn of events riki finds himself blushing.

“you’re so cute,” riki whispers as he smiles in his dark hotel room.

“thanks babe,” you shift your phone away from your flustered face.

“i wish i could see you in person,” he sighs.

“i wish so too,” you pout. “nobody ever believes me when i say i have a boyfriend.”

“i’m sorry i can’t bring my self to show you what i look like.”

“it’s okay! i understand!” you panic.

“i’d love to meet you soon,” riki says cautiously. “only if you’re up to it though.”

“of course i want to meet you!” you’re smiling so much it hurts.

“maybe when i’m back,” he says.

“you don’t even know where i live?” you chuckle.

“i’ll get to you regardless.”

“you shouldn’t spend money just to come to me…” you frown.

“we might live closer than we think,” riki says optimistically. “but i’ll have to show you what i look like before then.”

“whenever you’re ready, ki.”

tired from rehearsal riki quickly fall asleep to your soft voice telling him about your week. debriefing him on everything that’s happened during the week that you couldn’t just text him.

you notice he stopped replying and soon fell asleep yourself.

riki hopes you won’t freak out once you find out his real identity.

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SYNOPSIS. it’s been three months since you met your now, online boyfriend, riki. he’s so sweet, matches your humor, but you have yet to see his face. your friends see this as a major red flag but you know riki told you he is just shy. due to this your friends joke that you could very well be dating a catfish. but what happens when riki finally sends you a picture of himself and your friend reverse searches the image to be ni-ki from enhypen?

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anylady-fics · 11 months ago

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Red lights | Hyunjin x F Reader x Bang Chan

• Red lights Mlist

IV - So can you please come over closer

After realizing how I felt about Hyunjin, my life didn’t get any easier. How could I let that happen? I tried to brush it off, blaming it on the fragile state of my relationship, but I couldn’t justify it. It just happened. I knew this could be dangerous when I first started flirting with him. He’s more than just a distraction, much more, and I knew the risks. I just didn’t expect to fall so hard.

I couldn’t avoid Hyunjin, we kept talking like we always did. Every time we touched, my whole body reacted to him. It was painful not doing anything about it.

I took a day off when Chris’s business trip came up, so I could help him pack. I was actually relieved when he showed me the company emails and hotel reservations for him and his superiors, giving me a lot of info I didn’t ask for. It didn’t make me trust him completely, but it was nice not to constantly think he was cheating on me.

It was Thursday, and Chris wouldn’t be back until Saturday. My mind was a mess, thinking about being alone with Hyunjin in the apartment. I didn’t think anything would actually happen since he’s the type to do things the “right” way. But that didn’t stop me from thinking about it.

I helped Chris finish packing, and we said goodbye with a quickie. It was a bit weird because he was more gentle than usual and didn’t stop until I came, which was rare when we barely took our clothes off.

“Gonna miss that,” he said, kissing my lips and taking his time with it. “Two days is too much.”

“Yeah…” I squeezed his butt, pulling him closer. “But it’s just a moment. I’ll take care of the apartment for you.”

“I know you will.” He stepped away, checking the time on his phone. “Gotta go, baby. Minho should be here any minute to pick me up.”

“Okay. Have a nice trip, Chris. Let me know when you get there.”

“Sure, I will. I’ll call you, video chat, and all that.”

“Right, let’s see.”

Chris gave me one more kiss before leaving, and I locked the door behind him. It was still afternoon, and I didn’t have much to do. I organized the whole apartment and started thinking about dinner. I had everything I needed to cook, but… I got bored. Hyunjin would be home in two or three hours, and I was starting to have a lot of inappropriate thoughts.

As soon as I realized I was alone, I did something totally wrong: I snuck into Hyunjin’s room. It was spotless, no mess at all, not even a piece of clothing thrown around. I dared to open his drawers, finding only an untouched condom package, some bracelets, and phone cases. Nothing revealing, really. I smelled his perfumes, just to see how I’d react, and my heart raced at his scent. Yeah, I was so fucked.

I took a deep breath and left the room, feeling embarrassed about what I did but also very aware that I was probably going to do much worse tonight.

I checked my emails, confirmed an interview for the next morning, and applied for a few jobs. Other than that, I just did nothing for the rest of the day.

I was watching TV and realized Hyunjin would be home in less than an hour, so I got up and took a really long bath, using my best oils so my skin would smell great and feel soft. I washed my hair too but didn’t use a towel on my head—just let it drip down my back. I got out of the shower with just a towel around my body and went to the kitchen. I was just separating some ingredients for dinner, really hoping Hyunjin would come home and see me like this.

Yes, I felt pretty pathetic, but I told him it was up to him, and I knew he wanted me too. But nothing would happen if I didn’t push a little. His self-control drove me crazy, I wanted to break it so badly it hurt.

I heard the door and looked back to see him. His face changed as soon as he saw me. It was funny—he raised his brows in surprise, then just exhaled loudly, showing off his superpower of not reacting or saying anything.

“Oh, it’s you! I didn’t notice the time.”

“Let’s pretend you weren’t waiting for me like that.” He moved closer after hanging up his coat, passing by me, then turning back to check me out. The way he undressed me with his eyes made my knees weak and sent shivers down my spine.

“You can’t tease me like this.” He moved in closer, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, a crease forming on his forehead as he took a few steps back, clenching his fists. “Especially when you smell this good.”

“I’m not doing anything,” I whispered. “And you’re not going to do anything either, I get it.”

“You really think it’s that simple?” He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him, my hips pressing against the sink. “You have no idea how much I want to drop that towel and lose myself in you, right here and now. We wouldn’t even make it to the bed.”

I gripped the edges of the sink, closing my eyes and biting my lip as he moved closer, his face almost touching my neck the way he often did when he wanted to breathe me in. “But I already told you we can’t, so stop teasing me.”

“When I really tease you…” I took the opportunity to switch our positions, catching him off guard. I pressed his body against the sink, getting so close to his face that my lips almost brushed his chin as I breathed heavily. “You’ll know.”

I stepped away, walking slowly to my room, fully aware that he was watching me. Just as I reached the doorway, I let the towel drop, revealing my back before I slipped inside and locked the door.

My heart was pounding like I’d just run a marathon, and I realized my hands were shaking as I searched for something to wear.

I could barely recognize myself. I’d never been unfaithful in my life, and now I was clearly out of my depth. I was really falling for Hyunjin, but I was still tied to Chris. Everything was messy and wrong, and it was all my fault.

I opened my drawer to look for some panties, and since I was pretty sure nothing would happen, I didn't pick anything special. But, at the same time, I decided to wear a skirt because, well, who knows...

I put on a tank top that didn't need a bra. Just as I finished drying my hair, my phone started ringing.

"Hi, Chris! Did you get there already?"

"Yeah, a few minutes ago. We went to grab something to eat. This is my room, look."

He walked around his hotel room, showing the single bed, the suitcase in the corner, and the mess he'd already made with his things. I was pretty sure he'd end up forgetting something there.

"How are things there, babe? Is Hyunjin home already?"

"I think so, I just got out of the shower... Do you want to talk to him? I can check if he's here."

"Don't bother, I'll text him later. I just called to let you know everything's fine here, and we’re visiting the client tomorrow. Might swim in the hotel pool later."

"That's nice! Enjoy it!"

"I will! Goodnight, love. I'll text you before bed."

"Goodnight, Chris. I'll be waiting!"

"Love you, bye!"

"Love you too."

I left the phone on my bed and went to the kitchen to finally make some dinner while Hyunjin was in the shower. The food was almost ready when he showed up, wearing short, thin, black pajamas that left little to the imagination.

I stared at him, thinking about his choice of clothing and getting mad at myself for losing focus because of him.

"Smells really good..." He said as he came closer, standing on the other side of the counter, right in front of me. I wasn't sure if he was talking about the food or me.

"Really? It's ready to be eaten." I replied, keeping my tone ambiguous, just to see him looking at me, knowing I was teasing him.

I set the dinner table, and the awkward silence during the first ten minutes was unbearable. The tension was killing me, weighing on my shoulders and making it hard to breathe.

"What did you do on your day off?" he finally asked.

"I helped Chris with his packing and got a lot of rest. How was work for you?"

"Pretty much the same. The big boss is thinking about making me his assistant. Maybe I'll be promoted to junior next year, when I graduate."

"Oh, that's coming up soon."

"Yeah, it is. I should've been done by now, but, you know, things happened."

"Yeah, things happen all the time."

“And your graduation? Is it going okay?”

It was terrible how much effort we were putting into keeping the small talk going.

“Yeah, I’ll be done next year too.” I had already finished my dinner and was just staring at him. “I have an interview tomorrow, so I might get a full-time job soon. We won’t see each other as much…”

“That’s great! The job, I mean…” He finished his dinner too and grabbed my plate to do the dishes. “I’m gonna miss you, you know.”

“I’m gonna miss you too, Jinnie. It’s fun being on the bus with you.”

“Everything’s fun with you. I’ll handle the dishes, don’t worry.”

He washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, then came over to the couch, keeping a bit of distance.

“So, what’s the plan? Movie?”

“Yeah, I guess. Anything but those action ones with explosions all the time.”

“How about a horror movie, then?” He started flipping through the channels, and I couldn’t help myself.

“But what if I get scared… and jump into your lap?”

“That sounds like the plot of a different kind of movie…” He laughed, his cheeks turning slightly pink as he avoided looking directly at me.

“Yeah, the kind you need a password for to watch on TV.”

“Yeah, the kind we can’t watch.” He made his point by emphasizing the words, but I could see how nervous he was.

“Only because you don’t want to. Want a beer?”

“Sure, let’s take turns. You start.”

Hyunjin found a decent horror movie, and I turned off all the lights to set the mood, bringing us two cans of beer.

When I sat back down next to him, I moved in a little closer, noticing he had put a pillow on his lap. I got curious, but didn’t say anything. We were just there, watching the movie and making random comments about it. When it was his turn to grab more drinks, we continued our routine, each of us eventually downing four cans. I could feel the alcohol hitting me hard, making me more comfortable than I probably should have been. I scooted even closer to him on the couch, letting my hand rest near his thigh without actually touching it.

He glanced at me, arms crossed over his chest, his expression so neutral I couldn’t read what he was thinking. We heard a notification sound from his phone, and I saw the message on the screen. It was Chris, asking if everything was alright.

“Should I tell him you’re all over me now?” he teased.

“That depends on the kind of trouble you want.”

“I don’t want any trouble. But you…” He sighed, replying to Chris’s text saying everything was fine. “You’re not making this easy.”

“Would it really be that bad…?” I let my hand drift onto his thigh, watching the way his whole body tensed, his muscles tightening even though I was just barely touching him with the tips of my fingers.

“Bad? No…” Hyunjin grabbed my hand, stopping me from going further, and pressed the pillow harder against his groin, making it clear why he had put it there in the first place. “Just wrong.”

I pulled the pillow away and tossed it to the floor. Even though it was too dark to see his hard cock through his shorts, I decided to take a bold chance. I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, feeling his hardness pressing against my panties.

“If this is so wrong, why does it feel so good?”

I rocked my hips, and the friction against my clit made me moan softly. Hyunjin gripped my waist roughly, trying to make me stop moving, but he didn’t try to push me off.

“We shouldn’t…”

“You’re so hard… we don’t have to stop now.” I cupped his face, making him look at me, his lips slightly parted, his eyes half-lidded as he began to let go. There was no resistance when I leaned in, brushing my lips against his, moving slowly to savor the moment.

Hyunjin kissed me back, and it was so intense, like he had been holding himself back for so long. His hands roamed up my body, pulling me closer as he devoured my lips and tongue. Kissing him was indescribable. I could feel my body needing more, feeling weaker with every second the kiss lasted. My skin tingled under his touch, heat spreading through me even though it was just a kiss.

He tilted his head a bit, deepening the kiss, and everything became even more aggressive and intense. His hands gripped my ass, squeezing hard, so much that I feared he might leave marks, but I didn’t want him to stop.

The kiss deepened with the way he pressed my body against his, and soon we had to pull away to catch our breath, returning to the real world, both of us with eyes fogged by lust.

“Your smell…” he tried to say, but I bit his lower lip, craving more of his taste, addicted to the sensation of kissing him. In a swift movement, Hyunjin pushed my panties aside, and his fingers touched my entrance, producing wet, obscene sounds as my arousal coated his skin. “You’re soaked... gonna make me lose it.”

“Jinnie… please.” I rolled my hips against his hand, desperate for more of his touch. It would be so easy, his cock was rock hard beneath me, and all it would take was a quick tug of his shorts, and he could fill me up.

“We can’t… we shouldn’t…” he muttered, sliding two of his long fingers inside me, directly contradicting his words. I moaned loudly, letting my head fall back as he moved his fingers, finding my spots with such precision it felt like he had done this a million times. “But…”

“But… hm? What were you saying? I couldn’t hear with your fingers so deep inside my pussy.” I kissed him again, trailing down to his neck, moving closer to his ear. “Too late to stop now…”

“Then ride my fingers.” His voice was low, raspy, and sexy. The way he spoke to me made me clench around his digits, which elicited a moan from both of us. “Show me how desperate you are for my cock, darling.”

I gripped his shoulders and rode his fingers just as he asked, seeking more contact against my walls and clit until he slipped another finger inside me. I glanced down, my skirt blocking the view, so I pulled the fabric up to my waist and watched the way his fingers disappeared into me every time I sank down on them.

“Just like that… getting me all wet.”

“Jinnie, I’m gonna cum…”

His hand moved, and I rode his fingers harder, feeling the stretch of all three inside me. My eyes rolled back, and I moaned loudly as my orgasm neared.

“Yeah, cum for me… so hot and tight. You’d take my dick so well right now.”

His words triggered something in me, and I experienced one of the most intense orgasms of my life, feeling like I might explode. My whole body reacted, collapsing into his arms as I struggled to breathe, talk, anything but whine about how sensitive I was while he continued to finger me, slowly withdrawing his fingers one by one.

I clung to his shoulders to support my weight, my whole body trembling as I rode the high of pleasure. I watched as Hyunjin brought his fingers, still wet from being inside me, to his mouth, sucking on them with satisfaction, savoring my taste. The sight was so erotic, I could have cum again just from watching him. We were so desperate for each other, and the hunger was palpable. Even in the haze of our desire, we were still aware that we had gone too far.

I sat back on his lap, my hands trailing down until I found his hard cock still trapped in his pajama shorts. He closed his eyes and bit his pretty lips, sighing heavily at my touch. When I tried to push the waistband down, he stopped me, grabbing my hand. I saw the guilt in his eyes, making me hesitate too.

“I want to make you feel good too…” I whined, rubbing him through the fabric, surprised by the bulge under my fingers. “Just let me grind on you…”

Hyunjin lay back on the couch and pulled me to lie on top of him, his hands cupping my face as he kissed me while adjusting his erection, positioning it just right.

I adjusted my panties and sat directly on his hard cock, grinding slowly, not breaking the kiss. He grabbed my butt again, squeezing and guiding me to grind in a way that gave him more pleasure. I kept moving on him, feeling his hardness press against my folds.

As the grinding intensified, I pulled away from his face to watch him. I wanted to see what he looked like in the peak of pleasure. His brows furrowed together, his mouth parted, and he sighed loudly—I could tell he was close. I tried to grind faster against him, while he controlled the pressure. When I looked down, his shorts had slipped down, and I saw half of his cock exposed as he came.

Hyunjin moaned as he squeezed my waist, making me stop moving. I watched his streams of cum spill onto his belly, feeling an overwhelming urge to taste him. I thought about using my fingers, but that would only create a mess, so I leaned forward, pushing his shirt up a little more before kissing his chest and trailing my lips downward.

He held my hair and watched me lick his cum from his skin until he was clean. I dared to go a bit lower and lick the tip of his cock, even though it wasn’t hard anymore. He pulled my hair roughly, making me stop.

“We already went too far.” He used his other hand to adjust his clothes, covering his cock and checking how wet his shorts were. “You got me all soaked.”

I ran my tongue over my lips and looked at him, smiling as he kept his grip on my hair. Maybe he knew how much that was turning me on, because he didn’t let go, giving me a knowing look. He ran his hand over his stomach before pulling his shirt back down.

Still holding my hair, he sat up on the couch and pulled me close to kiss me again. I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but by the time the movie ended, the room felt even darker.

His hands were large, grabbing my breasts through my shirt with a little too much force. I could feel him getting hard again, and I really wanted to climb on top of him one more time, but then my phone started ringing in my room, completely killing the mood.

“It’s probably Chris. You should answer it.”

He pulled back, sitting up straight on the couch and running both hands through his hair, pushing it back before leaning against the backrest. I got up and hurried to my phone, relieved to see it wasn’t a video call.

“Hey! Were you busy?”

“No, just watching some TV…”

“Can I see you?”

“Sure, Chris. I’ll just turn on the lights.”

I panicked, quickly checking myself in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. Thankfully, I wasn’t too disheveled, except for my swollen lips, which I hoped he wouldn’t notice. I turned on the camera, and he did the same. He was already in bed, and I sat down on mine. On ours.

“I’m ready to sleep. I just wanted to see you... and say goodnight.”

“Did you use the pool?”

“Yeah, and we had dinner here too. What about you? Did you order anything to eat?”

“I just made a quick dinner here. I think there’s still some left for tomorrow…”

“Hyunjin didn’t have a date tonight?”

He did. With me.

“No, he was just watching TV with me. I was actually dozing off before you called.”

“I see… Are you going to bed soon?”

“Yeah, I just need to put on my pajamas and lie down. I have another interview tomorrow, so I need to rest.”

“I hope it goes well! I miss you, it feels like I left ages ago.”

His words made my chest ache with unexpected guilt, tears welling up in my eyes.

“I miss you too. It’s weird sleeping alone…”

“Just one more day, then I’ll be back… but I’ve got to go now, babe. We’re leaving early for the client meeting tomorrow, but I’ll text you.”

“Okay! I’ll be waiting.”

“Goodnight, babe. I love you, see you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow, Chris. I love you!”

We hung up, and I curled up on the bed, breaking down into sobs, clutching the pillows to muffle my cries. I felt completely filthy for what I’d done, for lying so blatantly to Chris. Even though I knew he did the same thing to me, it still hurt so much. I wondered if he ever felt the same guilt for cheating on me, but I was sure he didn’t. He’d never fallen in love with any of his flings, at least not that I knew of.

I was in deep. Not only had I cheated physically, but I was also falling hard. And I knew I felt this way because I’d never been unfaithful before, but I knew the pain of infidelity.

I had to get in the shower to calm down, and once I managed to pull myself together, I went back to the living room, only to find out Hyunjin had already gone to his room.

I returned to my bed, my mind replaying everything that had happened, wondering how things would only get messier from now on. Eventually, I fell asleep, tangled in the thoughts of what we had done.

#smut fanfic #hyunjin fanfic #straykids fanfic #bang chan fanfic #Hyunjin smut #bang chan smut #love triangle

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delicrieux · 11 months ago

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whaaaaa twny is ending 🥲🥲

i love your series so much!! 😩👏🏼 girl i was looking at your mlist and you’ve written so much for so many different fandoms!! 👀 that is awesome and impressive, im curious to read more of your work but dunno where to start so if you could recommend some of your favs that YOU’VE written that would be amazing? 🥹🫶🏻

do you think you’re gonna write any more for jjk?

anywho, thanks for blessing me with your delicious writing , jjk or not I’ll still read it bc that’s just how much i love your writing lol

-aly 💕

two chapters left my dear aly 🥹

oof, tbh i’ve written too much, i don’t even know where to start with a rec 😭 i guess the ones i really like and come to mind instantly are:

1. amortentia (its for hp, not sure if you’re into it, but it’s very dark and still in the process of being rewritten in parts)

2. time to pretend (also for hp, but it’s more of a comedy and a SLOW work in progress)

3. myso (soc media au, the written parts remind me of twny tbh. it’s crack & the mc is a chrollo stan so...)

i feel like these 3 show wildly different writing styles and themes, so ur bound to like something. honestly, if u see anything ur curious abt in the mlist or a fandom ur apart of, check it out!

i also have another gojo story in the works 😈 a yuta one, too. i’ll probably start working on them when i finish twny. at some point down the line i'll defo write a higuruma fic and a sukuna one too, but i wouldn't count on seeing them any time soon

anyway... ily!!!

#tbh i have rly written TOO MUCH of stuff and i need to delete sum stuff #ive been posting since 2016 #the consequences of unrestricted internet access will never not haunt me #there is also a 3/7 chance of a suguru fic #only because my gorjous princess with a disorder is too beautiful #aly aligator my beloved!#idk how to spelle aligator #alegator?

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minchanfilm · 5 months ago

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omgggg i just read your "stray kids younger ninth member headcannons" andd I'm absolutely in lovee withh ittt gaaahhh!!! I'm CRGYINGGG!!😭🫳🏽

can i request something same like this for enhypen? as for "enhypens younger eighth member headcanons" plss plss plss I'll kiss your toes! thanks 🙏🏽🌸

enhypens younger eighth member headcanons

pairing youngot8 x enhypen

warnings mentions of teasing, cursing

notes don’t kiss my toes you freak😟but anyways here you go i hope you enjoy

mlist

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ .

heeseung:

duo: bambi and thumper

- you would humble this man 24/7 i just know it

- but you love your heesung cuz cmon who doesn’t??

- this man is forced to be the oldest but born to be the maknae, so you love being around him when he’s all goofy

- your guys’ friendship is so pure and comfortable

- super protective over you

- if you’re ever talking to a boy who clearly has the hots for you, he’ll be glaring at him from a distance like an older brother

- does background checks on every guy you talk to

- also tells you about the girls he claims to have flirted with and you just laugh at him

interviews/performances:

- we all know how this man is practically desperate for a gf, so whenever he’s getting into it during practices/performances you can’t help but lowkey laugh

- you always mock him with his little hip thrusts

- he acts annoyed but secretly finds it funny

- during interviews, you’re always laughing off to the side with him over random things

when you get mad/crash out:

- leaves you alone

- told you to calm down once and lets just say he has not made that mistake since

- warns the other members to leave you alone

when you’re sad:

- feels bad

- tries to cheer you up but most of the time you end up looking at him with furrowed brows and tears in your eyes like he’s an idiot

- gives up and gets sunoo to talk to you

how he shows affection towards you:

- lots of teasing

- lets you rest on him during busy days when you don’t have time for a nap

- checks up on you to ask how you’re doing frequently

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- we’ll say it’s maki this time since once again it’s not too illegal

- as expected, does a full background check

- teases you whenever you have an interaction with maki

- makes finger hearts and a smoochie face behind maki as you hold back your eye roll

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- 🧍

- “wow” “that’s all you have to say?” “pretty much”

- doesn’t let you post it but doesn’t care at the same time

jay:

duo: uncle x niece

- cares for you like a cool uncle

- uncle jay!

- we all know that jay is so funny without even trying and he constantly makes everyone laugh

- but you’re just as nonchalant as him so you both are unironically funny together

- your comfort person

- you trust this man with your life

- once you were asked who you would bring with you to be stranded on a deserted island and you chose jay

- he also chose you

- buys you snacks all the time

- “i’m gonna get fat because you’re always getting me food” “and? i’m not gonna judge you just because you put on some weight”

- bro i need myself a jay

interviews/performances:

- jay is always next to you during interviews

- fights with your guys’ members to sit next to you

- makes sure that when you speak everyone hears you instead of speaking over you

when you get mad/crash out:

- leaves you alone

- tells the other members to leave you alone so you don’t get even more mad

- scolds the other members when they do end up making you more mad

when you’re sad:

- dad mode on

- brings you snacks

- listens to you rant to him for as long as you need to

how he shows affection towards you:

- makes you feel so heard

- somehow always knows how to comfort you

- makes sure you’re never left out

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- #maki

- “😦”

- like heeseung, does a full background check

- “i thought you hated all men??” “yeah i lied”

- finds ways to make fun of poor maki

- “i can’t even lie though his visuals do not disappoint” “RIGHT”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- “NAHHH”

- does not let you post it

- “delete that you’re a literal child”

jake:

duo: not even a duo just complete chaos

- now we all know this man is a freak

- i mean ik yall saw that banana clip and the fingers in the chair

- but anyways.

- he makes so many dirty jokes and you always laugh and add onto them

- until he’s like wait how the hell do you even know what i’m talking about you’re like twelve

- constant judging of each other

- basically like an annoying older brother teasing their younger sister who doesn’t let down a fight

- cares for you a lot though

- just lots of bickering

interviews/performances:

- your members have to keep you guys separate during interviews because you always end up arguing

- same with performances except you’re not arguing but instead pouring water on each other

- and instead of one of you guys slipping on it, jungwon did

- you guys were scared for your lives afterwards

when you get mad/crash out:

- he’s probably the reason you’re crashing out

- but if you genuinely get really mad he’ll get scared and leave you alone

- jay has to tell him to shut up

when you’re sad:

- rare comforting older brother mode comes out

- gossips with you about whatever made you sad

- if it was from a boy, he threatens to beat them up

- “i just want their address… for a friend”

how he shows affection towards you:

- bickering out of love

- smacks you on the back of your head randomly

- you do the same to him

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- “WHATTT”

- thinks it’s hilarious

- teases you all. the. time.

- super loud: “hey look y/n it’s your boyfriend” “i fucking hate you”

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- “uh” “what” “don’t ever show me that again”

- walks away

sunghoon:

duo: introvert x extrovert (if ur actually an introvert sorry but today you’re an extrovert)

- brings out the calm side of you

- unless he’s hyped up then you are too

- you guys are everyone’s comfort duo

- he knows that you look up to him so he tries to be a good role model

- but when you both goof off it’s always so random

- if you ever ask him for advice he tries to give you good advice but in reality it’s bad

- “i just dk how to tell him i don’t like him” “js ghost him” “oh that’s not”

- also sometimes comes to you for advice

- you guys will spend quality time with each other in complete silence sometimes

- teaches you how to skate if you ask

- laughs when you fall but still helps you up

interviews/performances:

- you guys always stick by each other during performances

- if you’re walking across the stage, he’s most likely following closely behind

- or vice versa

- when you play games during interviews, you guys always somehow end up on the same team

when you get mad/crash out:

- keeps his distance

- doesn’t wanna get yelled at but also wants to know why you’re mad

- if it’s over something stupid he’ll just laugh

when you’re sad:

- a little awkward but tries to cheer you up

- takes you to go get your favorite food/drink

- doesn’t pry or force you to talk about it, just lets you go at your own pace

how he shows affection towards you:

- buys you things

- if you’re ever in a different city and you see something you like but don’t feel like buying, he remembers it and comes back the next day to get it for you

- is really talkative with you

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- also thinks it’s funny

- teases you whenever you have an interaction with your crush

- stands with heeseung and makes little hearts while you talk to them

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- doesn’t really care

- “should i learn that too?”

sunoo:

duo: besties

- late night gossip sessions once a week

- also lots of binge watching dramas together

- most of the time you just sleep in his dorm because you’ll stay up so late watching the dramas

- whenever you’re out in public, you’re most likely seen with sunoo

- you both love to go get food + go shopping and just talk the entire time

- you guys make random tiktoks together all the time

- you guys are always super supportive of each other

- if you’re still attending school and you got a good grade on a test, he’ll be so excited for you

- “you’re literally albert einstein” “wrong subject sunoo it was an english test”

interviews/performances:

- with jay one on side of you, sunoo is always on the other

- it’s your own seating chart at this point

- during performances, most of the time you guys will stand together if you’re not with sunghoon

- yaps even during the concerts

when you get mad/crash out:

- you can’t get mad at this precious man so whenever you are mad you try not to show it

- if you ever do snap at him you feel super bad after and apologize a million times

when you’re sad:

- is also sad

- asks what’s wrong and lets you rant to him

- afterwards when you’ve calmed down you guys will go out for ice cream together

how he shows affection towards you:

- defends you with his life - if you’re ever arguing with a member, he’s always on your side

- when you binge a drama, he never watches ahead even if he has the chance (who would do that for someone they don’t love?)

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- “oooooooo” “don’t start”

- excited for you

- during your gossip sessions you guys will gossip about your crush

- “well the good news is, i did some digging and he is confirmed to be single” “how do you know for sure?” “i asked one of his members” “WHAT”

- nevertheless rooting for you!

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- hypes you up

- learns it with you and you both eat it up

jungwon:

duo: favorite teacher x favorite student

- loves you literally so much

- since he’s the leader you’ve never really rebelled against him cause you’re lowkey scared

- but when you do something stupid he can never stay mad at you

- guys my arm is gonna fall off it hurts so bad

- does weekly check ups on you along with heeseung

- makes sure you’re eating well and staying healthy

- also makes sure you’re doing okay mentally

- if you’re ever not, he gives you as much time off as you need

- and if the staff says that you need to get work done, he always argues against them

interviews/performances:

- always glancing at you to make sure you’re not doing something stupid

- internally sighed when he saw you and jake throwing tons of water at each other

- internally sighed even harder when he slipped and fell on it

- was annoyed in the moment but when he looked back and saw the footage, it was too funny for him to stay mad

when you get mad/crash out:

- “real” then leaves you alone

- comes back to check on you later and if you’re still mad he makes you rant to him

when you’re sad:

- lots of hugs

- lets you talk about it, but if you don’t want to that’s fine too

- hates seeing you sad

- he always manages to make you feel better in random ways

how he shows affection towards you:

- is always looking out for you

- and is always there when you need him

- goes live with you a lot because he loves yapping with you

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- thinks it’s so cute

- always goes out of his way to set you and your crush up

- wether it’s a tiktok collab or a random lunch, he’s your biggest wingman

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- “ok you ate that and i know the whole world would agree, but you know you can’t post that or you’re going to get in trouble” “yeah i figured”

- doesn’t really care

ni-ki

duo: nonchalant x affectionate

- you always tell him to pull his pants up

- “pull your damn pants up ni-ki” “can i live”

- you love annoying him

- he’ll just be standing there chillin and all of a sudden you’ll jump on his back and almost make him fall over

- if you’re short, he teases you about your height

- uses your head as an armrest

- this man is good with kids though so he just treats you like a younger sister

- you love making fun of him whenever new footage of his spontaneous childhood is released

- and he despises you for it

- you guys always post dancing tiktoks together

- you always steal from his closet and wear his clothes

interviews/performances:

- laughs at you when you mess up the choreography

- but if you’re ever struggling he always helps you

- you guys are always against each other during games for interviews and you get overly competitive sometimes

when you get mad/crash out:

- just avoids you completely for an hour or longer

- does not want to get involved in any way shape or form

when you’re sad:

- feels bad and tries to comfort you

- doesn’t always know what to say but always listens

- checks on you after you’ve calmed down to make sure you’re still okay

how he shows affection towards you:

- buys you things

- “i thought you might like this” and it’s some super expensive item of clothing

- you have to tell your members to stop spending so much money on you fr (but you’re not complaining)

when he finds out you have a crush on an idol from a different group:

- honestly doesn’t really care but still teases you

- just smirks whenever he sees you talking to your crush

- doesn’t really pry about it

when you do a scandalous tiktok dance:

- “man i was gonna learn that” “bro what” “im kidding”

- like jungwon, likes it but knows you can’t post

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wonopia · 1 year ago

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THE PHOTOBOOTH | 003. HIS BRILLIANT IDEA

[WC] . 1700 prev ! mlist ! next

it had been about 2 weeks since she’d been tutoring him, and there were several times where she just didn't want nor need to show up.

it started off with simple introductions- and it was true, he is the photobooth guy.

“sunghoon, right?” misaki asked with a clear expression of uncomfort, hands squeezing together in her lap.

he nodded solemnly, “heard your name was choi misaki from jay,” he admitted.

she let out a heavy sigh before turning to him, “let’s get this over with shall we? i heard you were really bad at english and in return your going to teach me a few tips on photography..”

“wait.”

“let me finish please,” misaki said softly, he nodded once again while silencing himself, “i’ve also heard that you have been tutored by many before me, and that the only reason that i’m here and they are not is because of your absence.”

he looked away once she mentioned his previous tutors.

“are you going to say why or do i have to ask?”

sunghoon hesitantly turned to her, “i don’t have time for tutoring,” he said plainly with a straight face although misaki grew more confused.

“i’m sorry, what?”

“i dedicate my free time to figure skating, i can’t waste any time dilly dallying about english exams when i could be on the ice- improving on things i should already be good at.”

for starters, he didn't seem like the type of person to just skip school.

“i’m sure you understand although.. you seem like the type of person that would stick close to their studies,” he mumbled lowly, glancing outside of the glass door, “many people envy you for your high marks and no social life.”

“i know for a fact people don’t talk about me,” misaki retorted, “did you really ask around? i mean we had only just met today not to mention me seeing you, a couple days ago, at the mall.”

“nope,” sunghoon laughed dryly, not nearly sincere as you'd expected it to be, “sara is very fond of you, i guess you have beef with my sister.. such a shame.”

“it’s funny that you're here with me for tutoring, has the thought of asking your sister to teach you english not crossed your mind?” she scoffed.

“which reminds me,” he smirked as if a bulb sparked in his head, “i have some practicing to do.”

she raised an eyebrow at his antics, “with what, your vocab or your skates?”

“my skates!” he smiled proudly, “glad that you knew. see you in the halls,” he waved picking up his bag to head for the door before spinning around to look at her, “unless you’re a fan, i have a game soon and it’d be so funny if i saw you there.”

misaki scoffed, “i am not a fan.”

“bye choi,” and with that he left.

not even half an hour had gone by that they had been in the study room. if you didn’t guess it already, he hadn’t shown up to any of their study sessions which meant misaki wasn’t getting paid. unfortunately, she had already sent her resignation letter to her manager at jamba juice so she’s literally jobless.

with him not checking clocks at the library that meant there was no guarantee that his english was improving.

and yes it has been about a week and a half since their first study session. so much for tutoring when he was just going to waste her time.

“there’s only one thing to do,” wonyoung sighed.

both wonyoung and beomgyu were at misaki’s house squished onto her bed while she laid on her rug.

“and what’s that?” misaki questioned.

beomgyu smiled at her gleaming expression, “glad you asked, let’s go to the car, shall we?”

“and we shall,” wonyoung jumped, hopping off the bed before grabbing her hung jacket and out the bedroom door. beomgyu following right behind her.

“come on, slow poke!”

misaki groaned as she got up to follow the two. when she got into the car, her two best friends were already bickering about something, misa slipping in the backseat.

it wasn’t until they pulled up into the parking lot of the arena did she realize where they were going.

“hey, hey, hey, what are we doing here?” misa exclaimed, peeking her head between they’re shoulders.

“going to plan Z,” wonie sighed heavily while setting the car in park.

“c’mon the competition just started,” beomgyu urged, “plus this is my first time at a figure skating competition!”

he got out of the car, walking to the sidewalk, “gyu is clearly excited.”

wonie chuckled, “that makes two of us. let’s go.”

the competition had started once they found a nice seat in the crowd as the first couple contestants performed, misa never realized how beautiful ice skating was.

it never crossed her mind since it fell in the category of sports- all of which she doesnt care about.

“dang, they’re really good, sunghoon must be nervous,” wonyoung pointed out, it was until a performer slid foward onto the ice, “gosh, that looks like it hurt.”

“i wonder how many times he’d competed already,” misa butted in.

“probably a bunch, he’s a total ladies man,” beomgyu added leaning back in his seat, “oh hey, isn’t that jay and his friends over there?”

the three best friends attempted to squint across the stadium to point out the blurry figures.

meanwhile on the opposite side of the arena, “sunghoon’s as calm as always,” jay mumbled.

“heeseung hyung, you are so dumb,” jungwon sighed, shaking his head before sipping his red slurpy.

“excuse me?” hee asked looking up from his phone, the younger one gesturing to the device in his hand.

“how could you ask him if he’s nervous?” won rolled his eyes, attempting to bring his attention back to the performer.

“well if he let's it out maybe he’ll feel better.”

it wasn't long before it was sunghoon's turn. he stepped onto the ice and you could already tell that he’s used to it. he took off his jacket, revealing a white long sleeved shirt with the back slightly cut as a design.

he skated around the rink a couple times to warm up before the mega microphone echoed his name along all the speakers. shortly after you could hear some fangirl's yelling his name loudly that it echoed in the stadium.

sunghoon smiled awkwardly before circling to be in the center of the rink. almost immediately, he had started his performance.

his moves were neat and looked effortless, even though misa didn’t understand figure skating at all, she knew how beautiful the sport was.

in a way, sunghoon perfected his dance the way he would dance it. as someone who doesn’t know how to ice skate not one bit, misa was purely impressed- she knew sunghoon had a talent for this but she never truly knew how well matched he was with the sport.

she never knew how much time and effort he put into this dance for it to become a work of art. she would never say this to his face but he did very well even with his poor attitude towards school versus his attitude for this sport, he has quite a lot of passion for it.

“sunghoon must be very hard working towards figure skating,” wonyoung spoke up, “he did great.”

the competition was over and sunghoon was ranked second overall.

“figure skating is such a beautiful sport,” misa commented.

“well if you’re really interested in it, you should join a skating class,” beomgyu said before laughing at the thought of her on the ice, “nevermind, i could never picture you ice skating.”

they were walking to the entrance of the building. it was until beomgyu stopped them.

“hey, where are we going?” beomgyu immediately snapped his fingers, guiding misa to the direction of sunghoon.

“go,” he shooed her.

“wait what do i even-“

“just get him to do a study block with you!” wonie whispered/yelled but before she could remark something back the two exited the building.

misa continued to walk to the stairs, at the bottom she could see sunghoon waving off his friends along the rim of the rink with a silver medal around his neck.

misaki assumed it was his family that left first leaving sunghoon to recollect his stuff, including many of the stuffed animals that were given to him as gifts.

she sighed while walking down to him. the cold air swallowing her whole, a shiver running down her spine causing her to bring her arms over her chest as she approached her fairly tall classmate.

he looked up at the feeling of someone’s eyes on him, surprised to see her standing a few feet away from him.

“no way,” he laughed with a teasing smile on his face, “you truly are a fan!”

she glared at the boy, rolling her eyes before leaning against the wall of the rink, “congrats on second place.”

almost his whole expression changed as he looked down at his medal, “not as best as first though.”

“at least you got ranked,” she shot back.

he nodded slowly bringing himself to sit down. sunghoon scanned the arena to see it nearly emptied.

“let me guess.. you’re here to convince me to go to tutoring.”

“would you believe me if i said no?” she asked, testing her limits as a grin tugged at her mouth.

he chuckled at her response while shaking his head. the air became thick as he thought more into it.

“i’m planning on the flunking english,” he confessed, “i barely passed english last year and plus having a tutor is really embarrassing.”

misa sighed in defeat like she was unsatisfied, and she was genuinely disappointed that he said no to the study block before she could even ask.

she stared at the floor in deep thought. sunghoon stood up to face her completely, and misaki stared at him due to the sudden change in aura.

“what happened?” she asked.

“i have the most brilliant idea!”

she looked at him examining his weird behavior, a little skeptical, “um okay.. what is it?”

“let’s date.”

note: time to lock in yall, the tea is gon spill.

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NiceGuyJohnny : nct

🌙 staring. Johnny x afab!Reader

🔮 preview. “You know,” he sighs as his fingers pump into you, “I was a little worried that- since it’s been so long since I fucked you properly, maybe it would be harder to make you cum, but-” he applies more pressure to your gspot and you’re crying out, pussy clenching ridiculously tight around his digits, “you’re squirting just as easily as I remember.”

cw/ tw. 69ing, oral, unprotected sex, size kink, manhandling, dirty talk, fingering, squirting, multiple orgasms, dumbification, praise, slight cum play/kink, etc... I petnames. (hers) sweetheart, baby, etc... (his) daddy.

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 7.5k

🍭 aus. cam girl reader, poly idols, idols sharing a fuck buddy, dirty boy idols, etc...

☀️ mlist + an. camroom directory here - final chapter! when I started this series, I always knew John would be the endgame and I know some of my foreshadowings have tipped people off- thank you to everyone who's been here throughout this long endeavor- happy easter and happy John day!

“You keep checking the time.”

“Am I?” Johnny sighs, tearing his eyes from his phone to look at Mark.

“You know…” the Canadian averts his gaze, “no one would blame you if you want to skip the party tonight.”

“Skip our ‘tour ended and we’re back in Seoul’ party?” Johnny scoffs. “Why would I do that?”

“Well, I mean… you haven’t seen y/n in a while-”

Johnny cuts his friend off, “She’s invited tonight.”

“I know but- you just keep checking your phone, so I sort of assumed-”

“Don’t do that.” Johnny hates how curt he’s being with Mark, but he can’t help himself. “Assume things, I mean.”

He hates how his deepest secrets are so painfully obvious to his best friend, hates how Mark can be much more observant than anyone gives him credit for.

“Fine, I won’t,” Mark sighs. “But seriously- if you wanted to skip tonight… no one would blame you.”

Johnny only wishes this was true. As observant as Mark is, he hasn’t seemed to pick up on the fact that both Jaehyun and Haechan have a thing for you- something that goes beyond what anyone sees on cam.

People will - in fact - blame Johnny if he skips tonight, especially if it means him going to your apartment, knocking on your door, and saying whats been on his mind for over two years now.

As time ticks by and Johnny gets increasingly uncharacteristically anxious, so does his need to rip the bandaid off. It’s not like his thoughts can go unsaid any longer- even if he was to wait to the party to see you. If Mark can read the emotions on his face, Johnny has no doubt you’ll see right through him, and is a party really the best place to have the conversation he needs to have with you?

Johnny sighs and checks his phone again.

“John?”

He loves it when you answer your phone like this. His name sounds right coming from you- as right as anything Johnny has ever known.

“Hey you,” he can’t help the smile that appears on his face, and he looks down, twiddling with the sleeves of his sweater. “Still coming to the party tonight?”

“You know I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

He loves that he can hear your own grin- and he endevours to be the source of your smiles for as long as humanly possible.

“Do you need a ride?”

“I was gonna call a cab-”

“Don’t,” he tells you, “let me drive you.”

“Are you sure? Don’t you need to be getting ready for the party?”

“Nah, Doyoung and Taeyong are dealing with that- I just get in the way, like always.”

“Very naughty of you, John.”

There’s that smile again, and he can almost visualize it in his mind’s eye.

It’s been much too long since he’s seen you in person, and if he has to wait any longer, he might just combust.

“So you’ll let me pick you up?”

“Something tells me even if I said no, you’d show up anyways.”

“You’re right about that,” he grins to himself.

“So I guess I’ll see you at eight?”

“Maybe before,” Johnny says under his breath.

Another laugh that sounds like music to his ears, then, “Just text me when you’re in front of my building.”

“You got it, baby.”

“Bye, John.”

“See you soon.”

At ten to eight there’s a knock on your door, and you pull yourself away from your vanity to go see who’s arrived at your apartment. There’s not text from John, so you’re prepared to see a neighbour or even your land lord-

Your breath catches as you open your door to reveal the windswept idol, his hands resting on either side of the frame. He’s so big- you’ve almost forgotten how big he is, how tall-

“John-” you watch his eyes dip to your lips, and the next moment he’s cupping your face, stepping into your apartment and pressing his mouth to yours.

You grab at the front of his jacket, pulling him closer. With a quick motion of his foot, he’s closing the door behind himself, and one hand leaves your face to click the lock into place-

“Wait- John,” you say again, biting gently at his lip-

“Just let me kiss you-” he pleads, words breathy as his mouth ghosts over your own.

You want to let him just kiss you- but this is definitely not something you’d exprected on your agenda tonight- especially without warning, and the shock at suddenly seeing Johnny again causes you to be as firm as you’ve ever been with him. You press your hands flat to his abdomen, giving a small push- and your favorite idol pulls away from you without another word of protest.

There are a million questions on your mind, but the first one that comes out is; “How did you even get into the building?”

“Someone was leaving and when I approached they just held the door open-”

“They’re not supposed to do that-” you sigh, “the land lord posted a whole invoice about letting people in without keys- and hey! You’re not supposed to do that either! Walking into my apartment- you’re an idol, what if someone recognized you-”

“Are you that disappointed to see me?” Johnny is smiling down at you with all the ease in the world.

You’re amusing him, and he’s at his most handsome when amused like this.

“Why didn’t you just text me?”

“I don’t know…” for the first time, he looks thoughtful, “maybe I wanted to surprise you.”

“How long were you waiting?”

His gaze has shifted to your lips again, and there’s something of a dreamy glint in his eye when he sighs and says, “Longer than you can imagine-”

“John-” you groan.

“I’m serious-” He catches your jaw between two fingers, and you find yourself looking up into eyes that have suddenly turned sincere. “I’ve got something to tell you.”

“You do?” Your voice comes out a squeak, and your heart is thundering in your ribcage like never before.

“Uh huh.” His tongue swipes over his lower lip. “But aren’t you going to invite me in first?”

The energy shift gives you something like whiplash, and you blink up at - arguably - your most stable lover. “Invite you in?” You take a small breath. “Aren’t we going out?”

“I think I need some water actually.” Johnny’s hand drops, your chin released, and the large man shifts past you to head to your kitchen.

“John-” you give your head a little shake, moving to follow him. “Are you okay? You’re acting a little…”

“Acting a little what?” He fills a glass with water, cocking an eye brow at you.

“Off?” you suggest, doing the best to make sense of his erratic behaviour. He takes a sip of his drink, and you sigh. “Look… if you’re here to do a cam show before the party-”

“I’m not.” Johnny puts his water down, studying your face.

You’re not convinced, and he knows it.

“Really-” he insists, “I’m not here for a cam show- fuck- even if you had suggested one…” he looks like he’s considering it but ends up shaking his head, “no, even then- no cam show.”

“No cam show,” you repeat his words, still not fully satisfied.

“Why do you sound like you still don’t believe me?” He grins at you.

“I just- I don’t think we’ve ever been in a situation where you don’t want to fuck me-”

“Who said I don’t want to fuck you?”

Your brows furrow in confusion. “You did- you just said no cam show-”

“True- no cam show, that doesn’t mean I don’t want to tear your clothes off- why do you think I had to get water? Needed something to distract myself-” His eyes move up and down your form, and he takes another sip of his drink.

“John-” you feel a rush of wet between your legs- it’s funny how easily this man can make a mess of your panties.

“So what do you want to do, princess?” Johnny asks. “Do you still want to go to the party? I know I’d prefer having some time alone here with you first… I still have something I need to talk to you about but-”

“Can it wait?”

He pauses for a moment, studying you. From the way he breaks out in a grin, you can tell he’s read you as easily as ever- read the horny warning signs-

“It can wait,” he confirms. “No camshow, just us?”

“Please, just get over here-” you reach your hands out for him and all it takes is two strides for Johnny to press his lips to yours again.

You melt into the kiss this time. You’re still not a hundred percent sure what’s going on with him- but enough of your questions have been answered. And you suppose you can only stand in the same room with Johnny Suh for so long before jumping his bones-

You’re shocked you’ve lasted this long.

It feels amazing to have his large hands on you again- and his lips are as familiar as your soft pillow, or your favourite blanket. It feels like home to be wrapped in his arms- to be the main focus of an idol adored by countless fans all over the world-

But more than that- it feels like nothing else because this is Johnny- and there’s no one else like him.

Your heart aches in your chest when Johnny simply reaches down and lifts you up, forcing your legs around his hips while he carries you off in the direction of your room.

You can tell by the way he’s kissing you that he’s missed you more than he can say- and you’ve missed him just the same, wordlessly communicated through the way you kiss him back, tongue swiping against his bottom lip as a groan works its way out of your mouth.

Before you know it, the two of you are falling onto your bed, and it’s another familiar feeling.

How many times has he fucked you here? How many times has he made you cum-

It’s been much too long since you last saw Johnny, but your bodies are moving in sync as if he’d never even been gone.

Everything has always just been easy with Johnny- and it’s fun too.

When mid lip lock his exploritive hands discover your dress has a zipper up the back and it won’t be easily tugged off, Johnny pulls away from you just long enough to flip you onto your stomach, and you find yourself giggling at the manhandling.

“Sorry baby, give me one second to get this dress off of you-” he says, breath hot against your exposed back as he tugs the zipper down.

Johnny’s straddling your thighs, and it’s an easy enough position for you to tease him with. You push your ass back and up, rubbing it against his crotch while releasing a sigh. “I can’t believe I dressed up all pretty and we’re not even going to the party-”

“We can still go to the party,” he assures you, warm fingers gliding against your spine to undo your bra clasp.

“No, daddy,” you smile, “we can’t.”

“No? And why’s that, baby?” His lips ghost over your shoulder.

“Because we have an entire tour’s worth of time to make up for- and I’d like you to fuck me till I can’t walk.”

You feel him smile against your skin and his mouth moves to your neck. “I think that can be arranged,” he says, teeth dragging by your ear lobe and making you twitch. He pulls away much too fast. “And actually- now that you mention it, how about you stand up and let me see your dress one last time before you take it off- you know, to appreciate it.”

“Really?” you groan. “Can’t you just tear it off me?”

“Daddy wants to see his princess, now be a good girl for me and let me appreciate you.”

How could you resist a request like this?

When Johnny moves to sit on the bed, you’re free to stand up, and you turn to face him.

He’s breathtaking- leaning against the pillows, his eyes warm and his smile affectionate. “It’s a pretty dress baby, I should have told you that when I got here but- well,” he shrugs, “I was distracted by your lips.”

“You and your sweet talking,” you smile, shaking your head. “Should I strip for you, daddy? The way you stripped for all your fans on tour?”

Johnny laughs, and the sound is music to your ears. “Jealous, baby?”

“Not any more than you watching my cam shows, I bet,” you say, meaning for it to be a dismissive comment- because you know Johnny doesn’t get jealous seeing you with others…

Right?

“You’re funny, a funny baby” he chuckles, but there’s less joy in this sound than the one previous. “Take that dress off, funny baby, daddy’s getting impatient.”

“Yes sir-” you tease, slipping your staps down so your dress and bra can fall to the floor. You step out of the fabric, toying with the waistband of your underwear. “What about these, daddy?”

“Take them off now or risk them getting torn, your choice.” Johnny’s working on the buttons of his own shirt, jacket already discarded by the door-

You lose focus for a moment, too distracted by each strip of the beutiful idol’s newly exposed skin-

“Tick tock, darling,” your soft dom reminds you, grinning at the way you’re standing there frozen.

“Right- sorry,” you slip your panties off and the coolness of the room rushes over your wet, hot, pussy.

God, you need to be filled- you need to be filled so bad it hurts.

You hop onto the bed, reaching for the waistband of Johnny’s pants. “I missed your cock so bad, daddy-”

“Yeah?”

“Missed it in my mouth, and in my pussy-”

“Mmm-” Johnny groans when you squeeze him through his pants, tracing the outline of his hard cock. “If you missed my dick so much- and I’ve missed that pretty fucking pussy of yours- maybe the only way to make sure we both get what we want is to start with you sitting on my face while you take me in your mouth- or at least, as much of me as you can fit.”

69-ing is not a position you generally do with Johnny- but you suppose it’s been a long time since you’ve fucked. Maybe he’s picked up some new tricks? Maybe this just shows that you’re both absolutely insatiable- neither of you had the patience to wait much longer and Johnny definitely knows it.

“Have you really missed me that much?” you ask as Johnny lifts his hips to pull his pants down.

“More than you can imagine,” he admits, shuffling down the bed, “now be a good girl and come sit on Daddy’s face.”

His hands help you get into position, and before you can even lower yourself down, he’s applying pressure to help you sit onto his mouth, his tongue pushing into your pussy-

Johnny groans loudly against your core, and you think it must be from discovering how wet you already are. Or maybe he’s missed the taste of you- either way, the sound makes you even more turned on, the hands on your hips urge you to grind down-

“Fuck, Johnny-” you moan, wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, ready to guide him to your lips-

A gentle smack on your ass is a reminder that Johnny expects the title of Daddy- at least, he does right now, and it brings a smile to your face. You like that he doesn’t stop eating your pussy- he has his priorities straight, and you think you should too, as you wrap your mouth around the pretty head of his cock-

Another groan from Johnny has your pussy throbbing, clit needing his attention- in a 69 position, you can’t just grind yourself against his nose, and it frustrates you as you take more and more of him into your mouth.

When he’d suggested this- you’d thought it would be just a little foreplay- you’ve never cum in a 69 before- but when Johnny applies more pressure to your hips, forcing you down against his mouth- you realize you’re in very real danger of cumming sooner than you’d expected.

There’s something about the duality of being stuffed with his cock in your mouth, and his tongue in your pussy-

You’re not quite sure where to focus, but you’re turned on enough that you’re drooling all over his dick, and your pussy is throbbing with wetness that Johnny eagerly laps up-

You moan around his cock and Johnny’s hips twitch, forcing more of him into your mouth.

He’s the one who moans next, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking-

Your toes curl as pleasure courses through you, and you begin to pump the base of Johnny’s cock, using your drool as lube.

Part of you wants to make him cum from your mouth if he’s going to do the same to you, but another part of you knows that’s unrealistic- Johnny’s got a big cock, he cums big loads, and it always takes a big little while to get him there, but damn, you enjoy the ride.

It’s becoming harder and harder for you to breathe while focusing on everything- and you take your mouth off Johnny, groaning loudly while you continue pumping his cock with your hand. “Fuck- Daddy- feels so good-”

He growls against your pussy, switching between lapping at you and sucking on your clit.

“Just like that- please- fuck- daddy- I think I’m gonna cum-” You close your eyes, allowing yourself to get lost in the feeling of your stomach muscles tightening- “Yeah- I’m gonna cum from your tongue- don’t stop, please-”

Not only does Johnny not stop, he eats you out with even more vigour, groaning against your pussy and sending you into a frenzy.

“Fuck- daddy-” you hardly have time to say much else before you’re cumming on his tongue, core muscles clenching as pleasure consumes you.

The orgasm feels kind of like a firecracker, an eruption of jittery ecstasy that fizzles over your form, making your hair raise from your skin before heat is left in it’s wake. Sparkly waves of fire crackling energy erupt through your from with each suck and lick of Johnny’s tongue against your pussy, working you through your high like the diligent man he is.

“Fuck- please- need to be full-” even in your orgasmic haze, you have your priorities, and right now, the only thing on your mind is Johnny’s delicious cock being inside your pussy, the one hole that can truly take him the way he deserves- “Need your cock so bad-”

Johnny’s hands shift to your ass, and he squeezes you gently, giving one last harsh suck on your clit that has you crying out before he pushes you off his mouth. “If you need my dick so bad, you should sit on it next.”

“What?” You’d been expecting him to fuck you- not the other way around.

“Oh so you can ride Mingyu and Yunho but not me?” Johnny laughs, his breath teasing your wet pussy and making you twitch as you clamor off of him.

“I-” you swallow thickly, adjusting so you can straddle Johnny, who sits up against the pillows, grinning while you stumble over your words. “I just-”

“You want Daddy to do all the work, huh?” he teases.

“Maybe-” you admit, feeling almost bashful as you reach between your bodies to grab his cock, lining it up with your pussy-

“Well, baby-” Johnny’s hands find your hips, and he steadies you as you begin to sink down on him, pussy swallowing him up inch by inch- “I guess you’re just going to have to wait.”

It’s as if a handful of your fuck buddies came to an agreement to make you wait for things, and you’re not happy about it.

But honestly- as you take more and more of Johnny- you start to not care so much. It’s not like you’re going to be able to ride him for very long- you’re already gasping and you’ve hardly even moved yet.

This position hits deep- you suppose that’s one reason a few idols have liked having you on top recently. When you lean back, swiveling your hips, you can see the slight outline of his cock in your lower abdomen and it has you going feral-

“Fuck- look at you, baby,” Johnny groans, watching your every movement. “How’d you ever get so perfect?”

“Shit, daddy, you’re so deep-” you whine, leaning forward again to grab at his shoulders, an anchor for when you begin to bounce-

“And you’re taking me so well-” the man under you breathes, hands settling on your hips to help you with your movements. “So well, baby- so perfect-”

“Fuck, John-”

A gentle smack to your ass has you crying out and he smiles up at you. “Am I really John again?”

“Uh huh-” you nod, heart and pussy clenching tight, “missed you.”

Johnny sits up better against the pillows, and then he’s grabbing at you, cupping your face with one hand to draw your lips to his own.

“I missed you too,” he says, kissing you deeply and making your mind go blank as you roll your hips.

It’s as easy as anything to get lost in John- but you suppose it’s always been this way.

There’s just something about the two of you that works, you can’t really explain it.

Maybe it has to do with his brilliant non verbal communication - large hands guiding you to fuck him faster and harder - or maybe it’s just his perfect, gorgeous lips, the lips you could kiss for hours and not get bored-

“Fuck, you feel so good, princess-” Johnny groans, digging his fingers into your hips. “Missed this.”

“John?” you whimper when he shifts his hips, thrusting up to meet you.

“Yes, darling?” he asks, leaning in to press his lips against your throat while you bounce on his cock.

“My thighs-”

His hands find the body part in question, and he massages the sore muscles. “Your thighs?” He grins against your neck.

“Please-” You know he’s just playing with you- it must be clear to him by now that you’re starting to get tired, and it’s harder to focus on his massive cock splitting you open when your thighs are burning from effort.

“You ready to be fucked properly now?” Johnny smiles up at you, as coy and confident as ever.

“Yes, please-”

“Ready to be fucked the way only I can fuck you?”

You’re suddenly reminded of what he’d said to you all those months ago when you first started your cam girl journey; “Fuck whoever you want,” he’d told you, “but no one is ever going to fuck you the way I can.”

“Yes, daddy” is the only answer that truly suffices as your body tingles with intense energy- Johnny has always been your rock, and he always will be.

You love how easy it is for him to wrap an arm against the small of your back and flip you, pinning you to the bed and pressing his hips flush to your own. A moan is torn out of you as you grab at his shoulders, eager for his lips.

Each kiss is like magic, and he takes a test thrust that has your toes curling.

“Mmm-” you whimper against his mouth, and Johnny breaks the kiss to press his hot lips against your throat, sucking on your sweet spot and making another rush of wet flood to your core. “Johnny- feels so good-”

“You feel so good,” he retorts, pressing his hips against yours so you can feel him feeper, the head of his cock hitting the spot that makes you want to scream.

“Shit- right there,” you tell him, digging your nails into his strong shoulders, your eyes closing as you allow the feeling to engulf your whole being.

“Here?” He thrusts into you harder, hitting the spot again and making you cry out. “How could I forget this spot?” Johnny grins, pulling away from your throat to look down at your pleasure controrted face. “It’s going to make you cum, right? You’ll be a good girl for me and cum again?”

“Fuck, yes John- shit, I want you to cum too-”

“Not yet baby, not yet,” he assures you in a voice that’s much too controlled. “I’ve been thinking about you for months- I don’t want to cum until I’m sure you’re satisfied-”

“I’m satisfied-” you try to tell him, but Johnny simply laughs at you.

“Haven’t even made you squirt yet, baby- just give in to the feeling right now, and let me do the rest, yeah?”

“Fuck-” you’re clawing at his skin, his cock repeatedly teasing the spot deep in your core- “John-”

“Come on baby, I want you to cum for me,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, his nose brushing by your own in the most domestic way- “I can feel you squeezing- you feel like heaven, princess- just let go, I know you want to, let me take care of you.”

“I’m so close-” you can feel your stomach muscles twisting in tighter and tighter knots, and you’re teetering on the edge-

“Here,” Johnny licks two of his fingers before slipping his hand between your bodies, and you cry out when he makes contact with your clit. “Those are the sounds I like-”

“Fuck, daddy-” you’re gasping now, body alight with electric energy-

The chord in your abdomen snaps, your orgasm slamming into you full force, and Johnny presses his lips to your own, muffling the noises of pleasure that threaten to fill the room and bug your neigbours-

“That’s it, baby, that’s my good girl-” Johnny coos, fucking you through your high, his fingers unrelenting on your clit even as you wiggle bellow him, helplessly pinned by his weight.

“Johnny-” you whimper his name loudly than you’d intended, and he grins down at you.

“There you go, princess, let your whole apartment building know who’s fucking you-”

At this point, you can hardly bring yourself to care about noise complaints, and you allow your sounds of pleasure to fill the room while Johnny takes care of you, working you through your high as expertly as ever.

As your sounds slowly come to an end, Johnny’s thrusts slow down, and you cling to him, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. “John-”

“Can I flip you onto your stomach baby?” he asks, lips ghosting over your cheekbone. “I’ve been missing your ass like you wouldn’t believe.”

“Really?” Your stomach flutters with pleasure from the praise.

“Uh huh,” Johnny nods, removing his fingers from your clit. “No doggy, just going to have you laying flat-”

“Fuck-” you groan. Images of all the times he’s done the ‘on your stomach legs closed position’ flash through your mind’s eye, and your pussy twitches at the memories-

“Yeah- it’s nice and deep, that’s what you want, right?” Johnny asks. “Want Daddy nice and deep when he cums and fills you up-”

You’re nearly crying already- you want it so badly. “Yes, daddy-”

“Come on angel, let’s flip you over-” He’s so caring, so calm and precise with you. You’ve missed his large hands, missed the way they so easily move you from one position to the next-

The next moment he’s pulled out of you and you’re on your stomach, resting your face against the pillows as Johnny shifts on the bed behind you.

You press your thighs together, arching your back and lifting your hips ever so slightly to expose your pussy to him-

“Fuck, you have no idea how pretty you look-” he groans, large hands grabbing at your ass to pull your cheeks apart, revealing more of you to his eager eyes. “How could I have you in this perfect position without-” two fingers slip into your wet heat and you cry out from the unexpected intrusion, “making you squirt a little first?”

His digits begin to move against your wet walls, curling down to find your gspot- a squelching noise makes your skin tingle, and you realize how wet you really are-

But he intends to have you wetter, and you know Johnny’s preference for ‘slip and slide pussy’- it’s one of the way’s he makes sure you’re having a good time even when preparing to take his massive cock deep inside of you-

“You know,” he sighs as his fingers pump into you, “I was a little worried that- since it’s been so long since I fucked you properly, maybe it would be harder to make you cum, but-” he applies more pressure to your gspot and you’re crying out, pussy clenching ridiculously tight around his digits, “you’re squirting just as easily as I remember.”

“Fuck, daddy!” you cry out at the unrelenting speed and force of his fingers, and you can feel a rush of new wetness between your thighs with each pump-

Your bed is going to be ruined after this, and you should have remembered to put a towel down - this is Johnny after all - but it’s another worry that soon slips from your mind as you give yourself in to the pleasure he’s providing.

“It’s cute that you can hardly speak,” Johnny says, and you can hear him smiling. “I think you’re just about ready for me.”

The pleasure he gives feels amazing, but there’s only so much you body can take, and while his fingers are large- you’re already starting to miss his cock-

“Please-” you whimper, feeling a hot, wet, tear slip down your cheek-

“Hmm?”

“I said, please!” you repeat, pushing your hips back and wiggling your bum at him even as his digits continue in your core-

“That’s my girl.” He removes his hand from between your legs and you let out a sound of relief, only to brace yourself for the intrusion that will come next. “Just relax,” he tells you, voice soft as he presses his palm to your lower back, anchoring himself while he guides his cock to your wet hole.

“Johnny-” you whine his name as he pushes into you. Despite having taken him already, your core is still recovering from being made to squirt, so now, his cock feels even bigger, and you’re not sure what to make of it.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” he leans over your back, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder blades, “I told you to relax.”

You let out a groan as he pushes in deeper, shaking your head, “Can’t- you’re too big-”

“Too big?” Johnny laughs. “You know, I thought with the recent cam shows that you’d been taken care of, but if you’re already clawing at me over this- maybe I misjudged the situation.”

He’s using big words, and you can hardly think coherently right now. The most you can do is moan, pussy twitching around his long cock as he sheiths himself into you, hips now flush with your ass.

“You can take it, right, baby?” he asks, lips returning to your shoulder and then the nape of your neck-

“Yeah- please-” one thrust has you stuttering, grabbing at the pillows in an effort to anchor yourself-

You’ve missed this position- missed it more than you’d ever realized.

You’re not sure if it’s the angle, or if it’s simply because it’s Johnny fucking you like this, but either way, it feels delicious.

You can feel the beautiful vein that runs along the underside of his massive cock with each thrust, and it has you going feral.

A large portion of his weight is pressed to your lower back, keeping you pinned to the bed- it’s almost a little suffocating, but that only adds to your pleasure.

“Shit, I could do this forever-” Johnny groans behind you. “Could fuck this pussy till I die-”

“John-”

“You’d let me right?” Hot lips graze by the junction between your neck and shoulder, and a tingle of pleasure skitters from the spot he’d kissed. “You’ll let me keep fucking you- let me keep making you cum, over and over-”

“God, yes-” you push your ass back to meet his thrusts, “Please-”

“Please what? Use your words, pretty girl, if you have any left.”

“Need your cum-” you whimper, “need you to cum with me-”

“Yeah? Is my good little cock whore already close?”

You nod desperately against the pillows.

“Is this position that good for you?” he taunts, fucking into you harder.

“Yes, shit- please, John, I can feel you everywhere-”

“Everywhere?”

“So deep-” you confirm, biting into your bottom lip to muffle some of the moans that threaten to be torn out of you with each rough motion of Johnny’s hips smacking against your ass- “Please, John-”

“I like it when you say my name like that-” he groans, fingers digging into your hips, breath hot against your shoulders.

“John-” you moan louder, “John, John, John!”

“I’m almost there- almost there, sweetheart-”

You’ve missed the sounds he makes when he’s close, and your pussy flutters around his cock, so near to the edge that you think you might die if he doesn’t let you cum-

“Please, John,” you beg, “please cum with me- fill me up till I’m your stupid little cock drunk baby-”

“You’re already my stupid little cock drunk baby, angel,” Johnny chuckles, but the laughter turns into another sound of pleasure. “Fuck- okay, let go- let go for me angel, I wanna feel you-”

That’s all you need to let yourself release the tension in your core, and your pussy clamps down on his cock while you squeal into the pillow, muffling the loud sound that matches the pleasure coursing through you.

Johnny lets out an equally noisy groan, and his rhythm falters slightly-

“Fuck-”

You can feel him coating your inner core with his cum, can feel yourself becoming incredibly full as he struggles to keep rutting into your tight pussy, your walls milking him for all he’s worth-

You gasp at the feeling of being completely satisfied, burying your face in the pillow as Johnny rides you through your highs.

“You feel so good-” he groans, rhythm slowing as the both of you begin to come down from the pleasure.

“No, you.”

Johnny laughs at your fucked out, easy submissive retort, and a moment later his hips are stilling all together, his cock burried deep inside of you as he presses his chest down against your back.

He’s hot, both of you are, but there’s comfort in the pressure of his large body covering your own- he’s something like a safety blanket, and you could truly doze off at any second-

“Hey, don’t go falling asleep on me, baby.” His lips brush by your throat and a shiver of stimulation runs through you, making you grin.

“I’m tired,” you insist.

He continues pressing soft kisses to your skin. “Don’t you want to hear what I was going to tell you when I got here?”

“Oh right-”

“Can you flip over for me though? I want to see your face.”

“Johnny-”

“Please?” He nuzzles your ear with his nose, and it tickles you, forcing you to laugh and shrink away.

“Fine- but as soon as you pull out of me, and I flip over, your cum is going to start dripping out of me-”

“Should we do this in the shower then?” Johnny chuckles.

It is something of a post sex ritual for you. You’ve found that showering with a sexual partner can be the perfect aftercare, and it doubles as clean up.

“A shower sounds good,” you agree.

With one last kiss to the nape of your neck, Johnny pulls out of you, and you stifle a whimper at the loss.

The next moment, you feel his cum begin to dribble out of you, and you groan at the way Johnny always fills you up to the brim. Without even thinking twice, you slip your hand between your legs, plugging your pussy with two fingers.

You roll onto your back, and Johnny is quick to scoop you up in his arms. He’s chuckling, and it makes your skin heat with embarrassment. “Hey,” you reprimand him, “don’t laugh at me!”

“I’m not laughing at you,” he promises.

“Yes you are!”

“I’m not,” he says again, still grinning. “I’m just thinking- that I could get used to this.”

He sets you down in your shower and you look up at him with a cocked brow. “Wow Suh, I didn’t realize how much you missed me while on tour-”

“Hey-” now it’s his turn to reprimand you, but most scolding that comes from Johnny includes a note of playfulness. “I’m being serious.”

“Really?”

Instead of answering, you watch him quickly reach past you, turning on the shower. The spray hits by your feet, and you shiver from the cold temperature, skittering further away from it.

“Johnny-” you groan, seeing right through his feeble attempt to derail the conversation.

“What?” He grins at you.

“You’re being weird today- something’s off with you and I know it. Wish you’d just say what you want to say.” If he keeps tiptoeing around the thing that’s on his mind, you might just put your dress back on and go to the party where his members will actually talk to you.

“Right-” Johnny tests the water, stepping into the shower to join you. His hands find your hips and he pulls you close. “I guess- I’m just nervous.”

“You? Nervous? Okay mister stripper-”

He grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “Sometimes you make it hard to be serious with you, do you know that?”

“Me? How?!” You insist, feeling personally attacked.

“Don’t call me Mister Stripper when less than ten minutes ago you were calling me Daddy, okay?”

“Okay, daddy.”

His gaze shifts down to your lips, and he releases your chin. “Now give me a kiss for goodluck.”

“Okay, daddy,” you say again, grinning as you lean up to press your mouth to his.

His arms wrap around your body, pulling you to join him under the spray of warm water.

It feels good to be doing this with him, but the heated kiss only lasts a few moments before he’s pulling away from you. He shifts so his back is blocking the water from you again, and you cling tighter to his warm body, pouting up at him-

“Maybe the shower isn’t the best place for what I’m about to say if you’re pouting at me over water hogging.”

“Oh my god,” you groan, “just tell me what the issue is or I might start to think you’re in love with me or something.”

His eyes search your own, and when he doesn’t immediately open his mouth to contradict you, something tells you that you’ve hit the nail on the head.

“Wait, Johnny-”

You can’t finish your sentence because a second later his hands cup your face and his lips press to yours. You can taste something like desperation on his tongue-

“John-” you whisper again.

“Just let me kiss you,” he insists, and you almost want to laugh. This is what he’d said when he came into your apartment too-

Is he really this afraid of your reaction?

You’ve never known Johnny as the kind of guy to lack confidence- and it’s almost cute that he’s worried about this.

“John-” You press your hands to his stomach, and he moves away like he always does the moment you give any push back.

His eyes hold the same desperation that his kiss had, and they’re sad, as sad as you’ve ever seen them-

“God,” you can’t help but laugh a little, “stop looking so worried!” you take a breath and feel your expression soften, “I love you too, you big dummy-”

“You do?” His lips part in shock.

“Of course- I mean- how could I not?!”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?!” you fire back.

“Well- I mean-” he rubs the back of his neck, “when you said you were picking up cam girling again after a hiatus-”

“I needed to be fucked and you were on tour! For ages! Besides, why did I get into cam girling in the first place, you big buffoon?” Part of you wants to laugh, and part of you wants to cry- “How long- how long have you-”

“A while,” he admits, swallowing thickly. “Sometimes I think about what would have happened if I’d never suggested the cam stuff- if I’d just manned up and offered to be your sugar daddy or something-”

“John-” you groan, hiding your face in your hands at all this new information. You’re in shock- and after a breath, you look up at him again. “How does a guy that loves a girl suggest for her to camgirl and fuck all his friends?”

“Well you see…” he licks his lips, “I’m not the jealous type?”

“You’re not the jealous type, oh my god-”

“I mean, to be fair-” Johnny reaches for your hand, “you have so many idols wrapped around your finger that- maybe I thought it would be presumptuous to think I might stand a chance-”

“Johnny, that’s where you have it all wrong,” you say firmly, looking up at him with a stubborn set to your mouth, “no one ever stood a chance to you.”

“Really?”

“Not one person,” you confirm.

“I mean, you and Jinyoung were pretty close-”

“But he could see we were closer- he must have seen it- and he’s not the only one, John. Jaehyun’s asked me about us before, and Seungcheol seemed to know something about us last week-” you shake your head, still in disbelief. “I always thought maybe this was one sided-”

“Because of the whole thing about me suggesting you become a cam girl?”

“Yes!”

“Well- I’m sorry.” When you look at him you can see that he’s being genuine. “I’m sorry that I gave you mixed signals.”

“And that now I’ve fucked a few of your friends and things are way more complicated-” you add.

“They don’t have to be that complicated,” Johnny insists.

You narrow your eyes at him. “Are you sure about that?”

“Okay, John Cena-” your lover jokes. “I guess maybe things are a little messy-”

“A little?”

Johnny just looks at you for a moment, and then he smiles. “I love you.”

“And I love you, but-”

He kisses you before you can speak more, and for the third time today, you find yourself wanting to melt into the kiss even while your mind rages with unanswered questions.

However, unlike the last two times, this time, you allow yourself to give up control. You give in to his tongue as it swipes across your lower lip, and when his hands slip down to your ass, you let him lift you up, legs wrapping around his waist-

“I love you,” Johnny says against your lips, harder this time.

“I love you too-”

“Do we really have to talk about all this-” he asks, showing you that he’s aware he’d cut you off with a kiss, “or can I just fuck you now?”

You laugh, shaking your head a little. “You can ‘just fuck me now’- but you better keep telling me you love me-”

“I was planning on it.”

“Good!”

“Good,” he echos, mouth moving to your neck while he adjusts his hand to slip it between your bodies, grasping his cock to line it up with your entrance-

“Fuck, Suh, I love you so much that some days it’s made me want to scream-”

“Well, you can scream now if you want,” he smiles against your throat, “in fact-” he begins to push into you, “I’d really like to hear you scream for me tonight.”

“You’re-” you whimper as he fills your core in the most perfect way, “you’re insatiable-”

“I’ve got time to make up for,” he says simply.

There’s no way to fully describe the surge of emotion that runs through your body, it’s something like shock, awe, wonder, elatedness-

You can’t believe you’re here- can’t believe that the forbidden feeling you’ve been trying to ignore for over a year has been reciprocated-

“Johnny?”

“Yes, my love?”

You shiver at the new petname, heart warming in your chest. “I just wanted to say I love you.”

“I love you too, my perfect little cam baby, I love you too.”

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🔮 preview. “It would be a one-time thing,” Johnny says, with a dismissive wave of his hand, “but- I know you were missing her while we were on tour too, and you guys have always been long-term friends-” By ‘long term friends’ Jaehyun knows Johnny means ‘fuck buddies,’ and he reaches down to pinch his own arm, making sure he’s not dreaming.

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It’s been over a month since you and Johnny made your relationship official, and Jaehyun still can’t get used to seeing you two be so overtly loving with each other. Sure, he’d always had suspicions that you and Johnny’s affections ran deeper than you’d let on, but suspecting it and seeing it are different things.

He hadn’t realized seeing it would hurt this much. Hadn’t realized how deep his own feelings for you had grown- how used to you he’d become.

And he’s not the only one. Haechan had thrown a royal fit when you’d skipped their ‘back from tour’ party, and Jaehyun is glad neither you nor Johnny had been around to see it.

“Maybe she’ll still want to fuck though-” Haechan had insisted, 4 bottles deep into his Soju, “Johnny’s not a jealous guy-”

At the time, Jaehyun had scoffed, rolling his eyes as Mark rubbed his best friend’s back and tried to be sympathetic, but now, as Jaehyun watches you and Johnny putter around the dorm, he starts to have the same hopes that Hyuck had.

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