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WEN JUNHUI 文俊辉 for ALLURE (2023)

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illicit whispers | y.jh

pairing: con artist!jeonghan x fem police officer!reader

genre: smut

w/c: 2.3K

warnings: unprotected sex, dumbification, praising, dirty talk, breast play, public setting, fingering, cursing

summary: yoon jeonghan's wanted in almost every country but there's no denying that he's handsome so should it come as a surprise when you end up in his prison cell?

a/n: this was...a ride. hope you like this because i really like the idea of con artist!jeonghan maybe i'll write more fics about him! anyways enjoy! <3

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This was definitely not how you expected your first week as a police officer to go. 

You stared at the smirking man, shockingly bleached hair tousled, swept away from his forehead. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, as he twirled his mugshot board between his fingers, whistling a low tune. When he glanced up, you quickly diverted your gaze, blood rushing to your cheeks. 

It was obvious the criminal was handsome, with a symmetrical face and a perfectly chiselled jawline. The beautifully intricate ink crawling up his arm was just visible. 

He was Yoon Jeonghan, a con artist wanted in over 56 countries, and you had somehow managed to catch him. It wasn’t intended, you had just bumped into him and his hood had fallen off, giving you the perfect view of his face and the memory of it stuck to a poster right next to your small desk. 

There was no protesting when you locked him in handcuffs, he didn’t fight when they dragged him away, nor did he complain as they treated him like a stray dog. He merely had the same cocky grin plastered on his face, one that didn’t calm your nerves. 

“So.” He purred, eyes fixing on you and suddenly you felt like a small rabbit from his predatory gaze. “I haven’t seen you around before, darling. I would’ve remembered such a pretty face.” His voice was as smooth as honey and you felt as if your body was on fire by the sweet words pouring out of his mouth. 

“I’d advise you to shut up, Yoon.” Your partner, Choi Seungcheol, growled as his eyes threw daggers at the criminal. 

Jeonghan smiled - one that was sickeningly sweet. “Or what, officer? You’re not allowed to harm me.”

He was right, officers weren’t allowed to display violent behaviour towards criminals, even if they were guilty of the most heinous crimes. He fixed his eye back onto you, his tongue peeking out to swipe over his bottom lip. You felt yourself grow hot under your uniform and you shuffled nervously. 

The quick snaps flashed before your eyes and each time Seungcheol had to tell Jeonghan to place his board properly and not to pose like a model. There was nothing wrong with him doing what he was doing but the long, seductive gazes he’d shot at you didn’t make your heart stop fluttering. 

And you knew, deep down, that this man was a criminal, someone who had broken the law on multiple accounts. He had cheated, lied and manipulated his way to the top and yet you couldn’t help yourself to feel aroused whenever he looked in your direction.

As Seungcheol dragged him away to his cell, brushing past you, he gave you a sly wink and it didn't soothe your beating heart. It was only when you got home that you realised he had slipped something in your pocket, a note in his handwriting.

cell number 80, come by when you have time.

It was something so simple and yet it had tingles shooting up your spine. 

That night your mind was plagued with the smirks of Yoon Jeonghan and the dirty things he would whisper in your ear, holding you close. His deep voice as it moaned your name repeatedly, praising you for what you were doing. You woke up in the middle of your sinful dream, panting for air and you reached for the water on your bedside. 

You didn’t know how you were going to survive.

Jeonghan threw a rock in the air, catching it as it fell back into his hand. The cell they had thrown him in was grimy, an unknown black substance on one of the walls. 

It made him sick. 

The little burner phone he held in his hands, something he’d managed to sneak in, was flashing with texts.

HJ: pls don’t tell me you got caught just to see the new police officer.

HJ: han, istg if you did i will skin you alive.

HJ: seriously??? jeonghan, she’s a cop, we can’t have that.

Joshua’s texts had come through once he had switched the burner phone on and he read through all of them. Sighing, he hastily texted back.

YJ: piss off i need some fun.

The reply was immediate and Jeonghan glared at the screen, switching it off. There was no point arguing with Joshua, he didn’t have the time nor energy. He grinned at the thought of you, your flushed cheeks and jittery eyes. He had seen the way you were looking at him. 

You would come to him sooner or later. 

This was wrong. This was wrong. This was wrong. 

That phrase repeated in your mind, echoing through your body but your feet didn’t stop as they climbed the stairs, moving to cell number 80. It was 2 am in the morning and you were on night duty with Seungcheol but you had offered to do the rounds instead, to which he had agreed. 

Now, your feet were walking towards Jeonghan’s cell and the nervous jitters kicked in. It was as if you were back at your first day of school, your mum patting your back as she ushered you through the gates. This time you had no one to comfort you. Your shoes made soft padding noises across the silent hallway and you hoped none of the criminals would wake up. 

As you passed, you saw the various people in cells, some scrawny and tall, some buff and muscly. Each cell was identical and had just enough room for a single bed and movement allowance. You were taking a deep breath once you passed cell number 79 and when 80 came into view you didn't realise you’re holding your breath until you found your lungs burning for air. 

Jeonghan was lying on his bed, arms behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. Even though he was in the prison uniform he still managed to look stunning in the ridiculous orange. He was wearing a plain white shirt underneath and the jumpsuit was tied at his waist. 

You cleared your throat, stepping closer. He lifted his head and his eyes flickered with amusement when he saw you. 

“Well, well, well.” He whispered, getting up and dragging his feet to you. “Look who came.”

“What do you want?” You asked, feeling intimidated by his tall stature even though you’re the one who’s meant to be in power. 

Jeonghan smirked, the same one that has butterflies erupting in your stomach. 

“I want...you.”

The last word was said with a deep, sultry tone that had your thighs rubbing together and your panties beginning to stick. 

It’ll be alright. It’ll be fine.

That was what you told yourself as you unlocked his cell doors, fingers fumbling with the keys. You didn’t know what was wrong with you as you crashed your lips onto his. Your senses overloaded and everything disappeared. Jeonghan’s lips were soft and pillowy, and you tasted the faint strawberry gum he must have been chewing.

As he pushed your back against a wall, he hastily unbuttoned your shirt, hands gripping your breasts. The black, lacy bralette made his mind go in circles as he growled. His hands massaged the soft flesh and you moaned at his touch. The warmth spreaded throughout your body, hitting your core. You panted and squirmed.

Jeonghan’s lips were still attached to yours and when he pressed his body against yours, you felt his cock between the jumpsuit. Your fingers scrambled to grasp at the white material, tugging it off. 

Everything about him had you seeing the stars. 

“Knew you wanted me.” He muttered into your mouth. “Saw the way you were looking at me, Officer L/n.” 

“Y/n, call me Y/n.” 

Jeonghan grinned wickedly. “Alright Y/n.” 

His lips left yours, finding a new home on your nipple. He sucked, swirling his rough tongue over your sensitive nub. The feeling had your body wriggling around and he pinned you to the wall, keeping you from moving. He gave each breast the same treatment, the same seductive licks and nips that his tongue delivered. 

“J-Jeonghan…” You let out. “A-Ah, fuck!” 

His palm came up to cover your mouth. “Can’t make too much noise, darling.” His fingers trailed down to your things, ripping the small miniskirt of your body and he groaned at the sight of your wet panties. “All for me.”

Slowly, he slipped his hand into your panties, playing with your clit. His fingers dipped in easily, thrusting in and out of you. The pace he set was incredibly fast and your body failed to catch up. A strangled moan left your throat as you tried to stifle your lewd noises. 

Another finger was added, Jeonghan pumped his digits in and out of you, the wet sounds reverberating around the walls. He scissored you open, bending down to look at the way your pussy was dripping. The growl he let out made your knees buckle. Every single thing about you had Jeonghan begging for more. His fingers were drenched with your juices as he continued to thrust messily. 

“Fuck this. I can’t wait.”

He stripped his clothes and pulled your body flush against his. You squeaked at the feeling of him against you. The hot sensation filled your body. A whimper bubbled to your mouth and your mouth watered. You desperately wanted to suck him off but you couldn’t before he thrusted into you. The sensation of his cock filling you up has you reeling and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Jeonghan moaned, resting his forehead against yours, not hesitating to deliver harsh thrusts into you. 

“Jeonghan.” You whined. “Fuck, feels so good.” You say drowsily, high on the feeling of his cock. 

“Yeah.” He panted, gripping your hips as he pounded into you. He watched as his cock disappeared into your wet heat. “You like this, darling?”

You struggled to find words and when you did it came out in a soft stutter. “I-I do…”

It’s a feeling you never wanted to forget and as his huge cock plunged in and out of you, a silent scream ripped through your body. Only one thought was on your mind and it was Yoon Jeonghan, wanted criminal, fucking you in a dirty cell. 

His hair fell into his eyes and you reached your fingers up to brush it away. Jeonghan looked up, eyes filled with lust. When he met your eyes he couldn’t help but crash his lips onto yours. You let him swallow every one of your moans and lewd noises. 

“Look at you.” Jeonghan cooed as his hands wandered over your body. “Letting some criminal you met fuck you dumb. Is this what you do for every person who’s committed a crime, or is it just me?” He whispered the last part into your ear and you shuddered.

Jeonghan delivered a hard thrust into you. “Answer me.”

“You, just for you, only for you. I only want to be fucked by you Jeonghan.” Your mindless babbling only continued and it made the cocky smirk on the man’s face grow.

“That’s right darling. No one will ever fuck you this good. I’ll fuck you dumb so you’ll only remember my name.”

The harsh, hard pounds he gave you made you whimper his name over and over again. Jeonghan loved it, he found the thing he loved hearing the most. He urged it out of you, thrusting into you deeper, hitting that sweet spot that had you mewling in ecstasy. Your body leaned into his touch every time. 

The tight feeling started to grow and you squirmed under him, letting out pants. 

“G-Gonna cum, gonna cum. Jeonghan please please please, Jeonghan.”

The man in question only chuckled at the way you pleaded. His fingers snaked their way to your mouth and shoved them inside.

“Shhh darling, you close?” Tears spilled from your eyes and you gagged around his fingers all while nodding your head vigorously. “Yeah, my pretty baby’s gonna cum all over my cock. Go on then, do it.”

You scrambled to grasp at Jeonghan as you climaxed. Every one of your limbs feels as if it’s being tuned to the perfect melody. You gasped and moaned Jeonghan's name, closing your eyes as you threw your head back. The harsh thrusting didn’t stop and he snapped his hips to yours faster than ever.

“Oh fuck.” He cursed, groaning as the sounds of skin came in contact. The low hum had your body shivering with delight. 

It wasn’t long before he was coming as well, eyes squeezed shut, cursing, as he continued his shallow thrusts. Warm cum shot into your pussy and it dripped out of you. He panted, swat glistening off his forehead and you held onto his body so you didn't collapse. 

“You really are something else, darling.” Jeonghan chuckled, pressing his lips against yours. “Fuck, look at you.” 

You closed your thighs, embarrassed at the sight. All of your thoughts were coming back to you and they weighed you down once more. He noticed your worry and he cupped your face, cooing. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.”

You didn’t remember how you got home, nor did you remember the rest of the conversation with Jeonghan. Everything was a blur and when you woke up in your bed the next morning, all you had left was the lewd memories of his cock pounding into you and your lustful moans. The loud, obnoxious ringing of your phone startled you out of your dreamy haze. You picked it up, rubbing your eyes at the bright morning light.

“Y/n.” Seungcheol’s urgent voice crackled through your phone and you immediately sat up straighter. “Y/n, something really really bad has happened. I don’t even know how and of course I don’t blame you. It's just...Yoon escaped.”

Half of Seungcheol’s rant was cut off when you notice a piece of paper at your bedside followed by an unfamiliar gun holster. It had the familiar handwriting, followed by a series of digits. You gasped, eyes filling with shock.

“I-I’ll call you back Seungcheol.” You hung up immediately, diving for the note.

Call me. xxx-xxx-xxx

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— ravenous (m)

pairing ✧ minghao (the8) x fem!reader

genre ✧ vampire au, roommates au, a hint of fluff and smut (mdni).

summary ✧ amidst the pandemic that forced both you and minghao to be on lockdown in your shared apartment, you let minghao broke the number one rule you once said at him — do not bite.

word count ✧ 6.2k (90% of this is filth coughs)

content/warnings ✧ vampire!minghao x human!reader, mentions of blood and blood drinking, lots and lots of pet names, reader is implied to have degradation kink (and turned on at the idea of minghao tasting her blood lmao), dom!minghao, sub!reader, uses of profanity: swearing and cursing, slight thigh riding and grinding (kind of? but not like in details), kissing, slight dirty talk, biting, praising kink, it is mentioned that minghao dislikes the god once, mentions of mind manipulation, fingering (f receiving), and marking.

notes ✧ purely self indulgent because minghao occupies my mind 24/7 nowadays. my first ever svt work on this sideblog and it’s vampire hao. just, wow.

“minghao,” knocking the door to his room for countless times proved that your efforts were rather futile, “hey, are you even breathing in there? it has been a whole day passed by since i last saw you this morning,” your eyes darted towards the digital clock on the countertop, it was way past midnight, and of course you were aware that he didn’t sleep yet, especially when his kind didn’t need any rest at all.

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part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

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I’ve been thinking a lot about car sex when it’s raining outside with Vernon and an amazing playlist to the beat of a Chase Atlantic song

Ah okay so sorry for the wait on this 😭😭😭😭 I kept bouncing between writing this and other things but hope you enjoy it though! I got a tiny bit carried away sooooo some tw: mentions of cheating (BUT NOT LIKE THAT) daddy kink but jokingly, riding, and unprotected sex ehehehee

🎶 I'm driving too fast in my Lincoln Town car

And I think, I just might flip it over

I've been in a rage and I'm headed your way

With the devil on my fucking shoulders 🎶

Hot, humid gusts that rush across your cheekbones from the open window are sated by the cool air conditioning blowing from the car's vents. It gives your skin a dewy glow under the passing streetlights that shine against the dark grey clouds dulling the faint twinkles of city lights in the distance. Laying your head against the headrest, you close your eyes and suck in a deep inhale.

"Do you wanna stop?"

You peek at the driver's windswept hair and his sharp gaze focused on the highway he's speeding down.  

"Nah. Not until you've driven out all that rage of yours."

He snorts. "You're not scared?"

"And why would I be?" You turn your body to face him. "You'd never hurt me, Hansol."

"Yeah? You believe that?"

"Of course." It's not simply blind trust you place in your best friend. It's utter certainty. "I feel a ton better riding shotgun because I know you won't go over the legal max speed limit and you won't be driving to Areum's house."

"What? Why are we talking about her so suddenly?"

You tsk and pat his thigh consolingly, ignoring how he tenses up.  

"You don't have to pretend with me but just know that the guy she was with tonight, she'll definitely end up cheating on him too." His noncommittal response only encourages you to keep talking. "Dude has nothing on you, by the way. Ugly as hell. Prolly rotten personality too. Trash belongs with trash."

Vernon shoots you a side-eye, another sly glance at what you wore to the club before pivoting his gaze back to the road with a raised eyebrow. 

"You think I'm good-looking," he bluffs with a smirk. All in an effort to try and shake the image of your crossed legs perched up on his dashboard, heels long discarded under the bottom of the seat, and that tiny skirt riding up way past your thighs — haunting visuals that threaten to be engraved into his memory.

"Duh. I've told you that a million times."

"You say things like my outfit looks nice. Not me, specifically."

"Omigod, excuse me? Yes. You're good-looking. Super hot!"

"Fuckable?"

You pinch the bridge of your nose. "You're in rare form tonight, 'Sol. Do you even need to ask? Jeonghan's girlfriend's friend was practically eye-fucking you the whole time."

"Yeah, but – "

"Take back the confidence that cheater tried to beat out of you. You could've gone home with someone just as hot as you. Meddle about with them and such."

🎶 You got me down on my knees

It's getting harder to breathe out

We only met each other just the other day

But you already got me feeling some type of way

Now if I could figure it out

I'd take you back to my house

So we could meddle about 🎶

"Is that what you were going to do with that bastard?"

"Who? Which one?"  

"The last one you were dancing with." Vernon scowls when you giggle. 

"I danced with several, silly. Hm, oh! The one you called me away from? Didn't get his name, you know him?"

The memory of a stranger's grubby hands daring to trace your exposed skin as you swayed to the techno beat had his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the steering wheel. "No."

"Ah," you sigh in disappointment, "but I would've liked to get to know him."

"So, you would've actually gone with him. What if he was a serial killer or something?"

"I can take care of myself, Vernon."

The sharp change in your tone has him flinching, a name he usually goes by suddenly unfamiliar when it comes out of your lips. He knows how independent and strong you are. It's what makes you sparkle and shine apart from others, what draws everyone to you. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't worry about you. The yearning for you to lean on him every so often is strong — especially when it feels that he's the one always relying on you.

🎶 I'm too phased, it's too late

But coming down is all I ever do, babe, yeah

And I'm so down if you're ready, and I'm floating but I'm heavy

And I'll show you if you let me, girl 🎶

"I… I know that — " 

Vernon is cut off when tiny rain droplets starting to dot the window abruptly turn into a deluge of water he can barely see through. Cursing under his breath, he slows down and takes the next approaching exit, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye again. You're calm but quiet, rolling up the window before crossing your arms. Knowing he'll keep you safe as always. Even if you’re a little pissed off at him right now.

He waits until he's pulled into an old shopping parking lot to speak again. The rain hits the roof of the car at a steady pace, almost drowning out the Chase Atlantic song playing on the radio. Unbuckling the seatbelt, he shifts in his seat to gaze at you although you avoid at looking him for the first time in a while.

"You really do trust in me, huh?" He acknowledges and you roll your eyes.

"Didn't I say I did? But that doesn't mean you have to act like you're my dad when it comes to who I flirt with. I always tell someone when I'm leaving and who I'm going with." 

Vernon is aware of that, the 'someone' usually being him as he watches you slip your hand in some random guy's for the night. Leaving him behind without a second glance, a brilliant smile on your pretty lips.

"Besides," you continue, "instead of worrying about me, have a little fun yourself. It's what you deserve after that shitty breakup. It just sucks she somehow shows up at every place we're at."

"I'm not trying to be your dad. But… I could be your daddy."

"What?" Lightning strikes but it's not from outside. Your eyes flash with something when you whip your head to face him in shock. "What did you just say?"

🎶 Push a little further on the edge

Crawl a little further on the bed, babe

I'm burning up, yeah, all I see is red

She said, "Fuck me like I'm famous", I said, "Okay" 🎶

He clears his throat, fidgeting in his seat. "I'm not saying I'm into that o-or that you have to be, I'm just — Fuck." He meets your electrifying gaze with his smoldering one as his voice lowers. "Don't you know how much I want you?"

"Vern — "

"Hansol," he corrects, "love it when you call me that. Only you." 

The name he rarely goes by anymore never sounded better falling breathlessly out of your lips when he leans across the console. It's not a challenge, it's a suggestion — one you accept by pressing your lips against his.

It's something both of you have dreamed of for so long. Never the right time or place. But here, underneath the stormy night sky in his black Volkswagen Jetta, Vernon tastes like stardust and the Twix bars he's always stealing from your cupboard.

You're not sure when you ended up in his lap but you can't complain as you run your fingers through the waves of his hair. Pressed up against him in such a tight space. The flurry of emotions has goosebumps raising on your skin and he pulls away, panting harshly. Your foreheads are touching as you gaze at each other.

"I can't believe you want me," he almost laughs in disbelief. "Is this real or am I dreaming?"

"Of course, you're not dreaming. I do want you. Always have. None of your partners ever treated you right." You roll your hips as a test and Vernon's low moan of your name only amplifies your confidence. "How could they when they weren't me?"

He slides his seat back, the sudden motion causing you to slam a hand against the window to try to steady yourself and avoid throwing your weight against him. But that's exactly what Vernon wants. Using the momentum to cup the round cheeks of your ass, he positions you right where the tip of his hard cock pokes against his jeans. You can feel him through the scrap of fabric that's a sorry excuse for panties, already ruined.

"You're so wet, baby," he murmurs against your lips. "All for me, yeah? No one else, no other guy could soak your pussy like me, right?"

Even if it was a lie (which it wasn't), you can only agree because Vernon doesn't move an inch until a resounding yes leaves your lips. It's another scrambled blur as you fight to unclasp his belt and jeans in the small space you have. It feels intimate and raw.

Just like your love for him.

You let out a relieved sigh when his cock is in your hand and Vernon echoes it, throwing his head back. You'd moved down a bit so you could jerk him off easier, giggling at how he twitches when he feels the heat of your pulsating cunt leaking all over his thigh.

"Wish I could suck you off, Nonnie," you whisper in his ear and he groans. "Feel the weight of your heavy dick against my tongue, lap you up like my favorite lollipop. Mhm, bet you taste so good. Your other partners were afraid to take you down their throat 'cause you're so deliciously big. But I wouldn't be." Your other hand gently strokes his cheek. "'Cause you'd never hurt me. Ever. Isn't that right, my sweet boy?"

Vernon's eyes snap back open, grasping at your wrist. "Yeah, I'd be so good to you, baby. But I need to be inside of this dripping pussy." A finger tentatively pushes your panties to the side. "Fuck, like right now."

🎶 I don't know if you already know how

But girl, I got the feeling that you know now

You're buried in the pillow, yeah you're so loud

But I'm about to show you, baby, slow down 🎶

This time, Vernon lets his head fall forehead and softly bumps your forehead with his as you attempt to sink down. He keeps his fingers splayed across both of your hips, bunching up the fabric of your short skirt so he can watch the way your puffy pussy lips part and wrap around the tip of his thick, hard cock.

Muttering obscene filth in your ear (“this skirt was just asking me to bend you over and slip inside all night”, “claim you as mine right in front of all of them”, “that’s what you wanted, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”) that simply makes you clamp nearly impossibly tighter around him.

Once your ass is seated against his thighs, thick length fully nestled within your warm walls, you think you hear someone screaming — and it must be you. Biting down hard on Vernon’s collarbone, your hips have a mind of their own and instantly begin sliding up and down until you’re bouncing so hard and fast enough that his car might be shaking.

Vernon’s eyes are fixed in awe at where he’s disappearing into you. His head is spinning, and he hurriedly pushes up your crop top, letting your tits fall free. Perfectly positioned in front of his face. 

“Sl-slow down, b-baby,” he gasps out, hand shooting out to cradle the back of your head before it hits the steering wheel or something.

You’re the prime visual of fucked-out and dick-drunk. Tears cause your mascara to run, tongue hanging out as you desperately moan, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as your hips fail to falter. Vernon thinks you’ve never looked more beautiful — and feels just as dizzy as you do — but he seeks to find an anchoring.

“L-love, slow down,” he fights to still your hips and your pitiful whines cause him to pepper little kisses on your neck and breasts. He can feel your erratic heartbeat sync with his as he shushes and soothes you. “Wanna savor this moment.”

“Hansolie… we can go for hours later after this. Even for weeks, maybe.”

It’s Vernon’s turn for his hips to buck up uncontrollably at the way you cutely pout his name along with the suggestion of “more later” while his cock is stuffed deep within you.

“Easy for you to say, I’m not sure my recovery time is as fast as yours, though.”

“Yeah? I’m sure I can fix that.”

He angles a particularly harsh thrust at your words. One that has you falling back against his chest so he can rasp in your ear. “Is that a promise?”

“Mhm, yeah…” you moan but the next, teasing comment that comes out of your mouth makes him realize that maybe he should just let you be fucked senseless. “Whatever daddy wants.”

“You’re such a sweet lil brat. Gonna let me eat this delicious lil pussy of yours in the backseat? Or should I drive home with my cum seeping out of it and clean you up on my bed instead? Hm? Say it.”

“Yes, daddy.”

“No, say my name.”

“Mhm, yes, Hansol…”

His name melts away into a loud moan before you’re slamming your lips against his so he can swallow up the scream that threatens to erupt as you hit your peak. Shuddering, you swear you can see stars even though the sunroof is closed, it’s nighttime, and it’s raining. You tremble in his arms, whimpering as he spills his own release deep within your walls — suddenly feeling sated and sleepy.

“Don’t wanna move.”

“Me either,” Vernon chuckles and kisses the top of your head. “Why don’t we just lay here for a bit?” He rubs tiny circles across your bare skin as you breathe in his comforting scent. “We’ll go home after it clears up a bit more.”

“I love you.” You snuggle against his neck. “I’ve always loved you.”

“Yeah? I love you too… always have.” He nudges you up so you can look into his honest, straightforward gaze. One that would never hurt you. “And I always will.”

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jun’s words of wisdom

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SEVENTEEN as TEXT POSTS #3

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bang chan ･ kcon 2022

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Bang chan and Felix in Australia! 🦘

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svt reaction to you wanting to stop after you already started doing the nasty ?¿

Seungcheol: they would stop

Jeonghan: they would stop

Joshua: they would stop

Junhui: they would stop

Soonyoung: they would stop

Wonwoo: they would stop

Jihoon: they would stop

Seokmin: they would stop

Mingyu: they would stop

Minghao: they would stop

Seungkwan: they would stop

Vernon: they would stop

Chan: they would stop

this is just a friendly reminder that consent in sex is extremely important, and if your partner does not respect your boundaries and level of comfort, they are showing red flags and you should run as far away as possible

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Choi Vernon x female reader / 649 words / smut

Warnings: sir kink, dirty talk, teasing, suggestive thoughts

Disclaimers: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day twenty-two of kinktober - Choi Vernon x Sir Kink

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drenched kitten

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mornings — svt

seungcheol！

· blanket THEIF. when he wakes up he quickly throws the blanket back over you and denies all allegations… but he knows what he did.

· extremely clingy when he’s half awake

· has a minimum of one arm and one leg draped over you and practically suffocates you in his hold

· absolutely a whiner too… do not ask this man ANYTHING before 10am his only response will be “why are you asking me about that and not focusing on my cuddles rn…”

· if you try to get up to pee before he’s ready to let go of you i’m so sorry but you’ll just have to wait!

· sulky af… complains about being hungry but won’t let you go to cook breakfast because he doesn’t want you to leave him, you’re so warm </3

· eventually releases you, but not after planting a few kisses to your face and giggling when you complain about his morning breath

jeonghan！

· he loves waking you up slowly and gently

· has a hand either rubbing at your waist or tracing your facial features, until you start to stir

· the love in his eyes when he watches you blink is almost nauseating, he is literally infatuated with you

· hits you with the classic “good morning angel” (yes i am a firm believer in the jeonghan cheesy pet name agenda)

· asks you what your plans for the day are, even if he already knows, all while rubbing your back soothingly, he just wants to listen to your voice </3

· even though all he can reply with is “mm” because he’s too sleepy, you know he’s listening to every word

· one of the rare times he won’t tease you so enjoy it <3

· when you’re ready to leave he offers to drive you wherever you need to go, even though his eyes still aren’t fully open

· he says he’s just being a good boyfriend but really he’s just not ready for you to leave him yet </3

joshua！

· you’re mostly up earlier than him and understandably so

· if you wake him up with kisses to his face he will be the happiest man alive, smiling as hard as humanly possible

· stays in bed with you for as long as your plans for the day will allow, and he WILL get pouty if you have to leave him

· “josh i have to go to work…” “just call in sick i’m not done cuddling you yet.” “i did that for you yesterday!” “you can be sick multiple days in a row!”

· a common occurrence is him rolling you over to face him, pulling you as close to his body as he can and letting out a content sigh

· no matter how long you’re together he’ll still be in disbelief that he gets to wake up to you

junhui！

· he always pretends to be asleep for longer than you just to see what you’ll do

· you can see right through him every time but you let him have it

· the slight curve of his lips when you gently run your hand through his hair and give him a kiss on the forehead gives him away

· you always end up laying there in a comfortable silence until you’re telling each other that you REALLY should get ready to go

· but you can’t bring yourselves to leave each others hold, it’s just so comforting </3

· “fine you can get up…. but i’ll remember you did this to me.” “jun you say that every morning” “and i remember every single HEART-WRENCHING time.”

· back hugs you through most of your morning routine

soonyoung！

· if he ever gets up before you, he always sneaks out of your arms to lay out your clothes for the day!

· he loves putting together little outfits for you, it’s such a simple task to him but it saves you so much time in the morning and you’re just so grateful ㅠㅠ

· sometimes you wake up and catch him holding up different necklaces with the shirt he picked out, or rummaging through your hair clips to find ones that match your pants

· always crawls back into bed and gets back into position because he doesn’t want you to wake up without him </3

· another frequent pet name user, will hit you with the “baby” and the “my love”

· thinks you’re the most adorable thing alive when you’re sleepy…. if you yawn he’s dramatically rolling over and clutching his chest because he just thinks it’s so cute

wonwoo！

· theres not a chance he’s waking up before you i’m sorry

· after he stays up gaming? you’re lucky if he even gets up the next morning

· he will however immediately start to stir if he feels you move

· he’ll never admit it but since you became comfortable enough in your relationship to sleep in the same bed it’s so hard for him to sleep without you </3

· very quiet in the mornings

· he won’t do anything but mumble a “good morning” and squeeze your waist before he’s pulling you closer, but trust me his heart is POUNDING

· won’t be dramatic about you getting up but he’ll be a little bummed that you can’t stay and cuddle for longer </3

· always makes you a lunch and pack it up nicely while you’re getting ready so he knows that you have something nutritious to eat while you’re out (yes he will be checking the container when you get back to make sure you’re eating properly)

jihoon！

· another silent one

· probably won’t wake up if you start moving but his arms will unconsciously hug you tighter when he feels you moving away

· will eventually wake up and see you in the bathroom brushing your teeth, and gets a little pouty

· “babe… come back…”

· a blushing mess, he’s so embarrassed to admit that he likes your cuddles because of the fact that he doesn’t normally like hugs

· you definitely catch the small smile on his face when you lie back down and wrap your arms around him </3

· really REALLY doesn’t want you to go but acts like he doesn’t care LOL

· he always secretly prays that you’ll call him to pick you up early

seokmin！

· literally cannot get enough of you

· has a big stupid smile on his face as he watches you sleep, he loves admiring you in the mornings because you just look so at peace

· will be so so so embarrassed if you wake up and catch him staring at you

· rolls over and pulls the blanket over his head while he’s laughing his ass off

· you have to reassure him that it’s fine and you don’t think he’s being weird or he’ll be so blushy and awkward for the rest of the day ㅠㅠ

· loves to intertwine your legs and press kisses to your head while you talk about what you have to do that day

· please play with his hair. he’s begging you.

· his favourite thing is closing his eyes and hearing you talk while your hands run through his hair </3

· so upset when you have places to be, he just wants all your time ㅠㅠ

· he’ll always offer to drive you if he can to get that extra couple minutes with you <3

mingyu！

· the clingiest of them all #whipped

· worse than cheol with the complaining. he literally WILL NOT let you escape his arms

· loves sleeping directly on top of you too, with his arms wrapped around your waist and his head on your chest

· also like being the little spoon, he just really enjoys being in your arms because he feels so protected and loved </3

· will physically hold you down until you’re shoving him off you so you can get ready

· pouts and calls you a meanie

· that won’t last long tho because then he’s up and helping you do your hair and then cooking you breakfast

· he’ll send you off with a quick kiss after he makes you promise to text him updates throughout the day and call him if you need literally anything

minghao！

· i don’t peg hao as a full on cuddler while he’s sleeping

· any other time? absolutely. but as he’s a very sensitive sleeper he likes his boundaries while asleep and you respect that

· as SOON as his eyes open he’s rolling over and throwing his limbs over you though so be prepared

· won’t wake you unless you have somewhere to be, in which case he’ll plant soft kisses on your neck and shoulder and whisper your name

· asks for a very detailed description of everything you’re doing that day to see if he can tag along at any point

· and if he can’t, he’ll create alone time for you both into your schedule, such as suggesting he pick you up on your lunch break so you can eat together

· lets you get up because he likes watching you get ready from his spot on the bed, for some reason it makes him feel a sense of pride </3

seungkwan！

· a lot more calm than you’d expect

· he wakes up pretty easily and comes to his senses very quickly so he’s usually up a bit earlier than you

· always takes the time to ask how you slept, if it was too cold or hot, if you wanted some water, he’ll go on and on until you stop him

· another one that likes to sit in silence (after he asks all his standard questions) and admire you

· but somehow manages to get embarrassed when you stare back at him as if he didn’t initiate it

· will help you get ready by doing your hair, making your lunch, and even packing your bag for you

· sends you off with a pat on the head and a proud smile </3

vernon！

· always has a big smile on his face when he wakes up and remembers you’re there with him

· won’t say it out loud but he really likes holding you in the morning, it makes those extra ten minutes before you have to get up so much better

· he’ll have one arm under your head holding his phone and the other on your stomach, and his head resting on yours as you watch him scroll through his phone and check his texts and emails

· after he’s done he’ll let his phone drop to the mattress, roll you over and pull you into him

· lets out a few content sighs, which you obviously make fun of him for, but he’s dead serious

· “you sound happy!” “of course i am, i’m waking up to you….” “that was so cheesy.” “yeah it was. i meant it tho.”

chan！

· a handful

· when you go to bed he’ll have an arm over your waist, but when you wake up the next morning somehow he’s ended up suffocating you in his hold

· actually gets emotional when you start to pull away from him… he acts like you don’t ever leave each other’s side

· which is partially true because he always wants to be around you, but that’s for another time!

· he’ll be so sad fr, his voice will even get quiet when you have to leave

· “chan you don’t see me complaining when you go to practice” “AND WHAT?”

· give him a bunch of kisses and promise to send him selfies and pictures of what you’re doing throughout the day and he’ll compromise and let you get up

· follows you like a lost puppy while you do your morning routine, constantly telling you how pretty you look </3

· insists on a super long tight hug before you walk out the door to hold him over until you get back

thank you so much for 100 followers that’s actually insane wtf ㅠㅠ these r a little short but i really wanted to get something up today! maybe i’ll come back and edit them hehe i hope you enjoy!

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