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Hello! Pls don't take offence to this, I know this is your blog and you can do whatever you want but I just want to give a little suggestion. I think it would be better to use quotation marks when doing a dialogue like this "hello, this is just an example" rather than this - hello, this is just an example - I know English is not your first language (me too) I saw it on your pinned post but I think the quotation marks would be easier to read because using dash is kind of confusing for the readers. just a suggestion 😊

hiii it's ok!! i js have a preference for dashes since it's what i'd see in most ffs and books i read lol. i'd appreciate if anyone else could give some feedback on it, didn't realize it could be confusing for the readers! i actually thought it was a bit strange how most works here use quotation marks lol but i assumed it was just preference

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apocalypse - lee heeseung

1.3k - heeseung x fem reader 💥 mdni 😠🖕

pwp, lovey dovey sex, heeseung is sweet 💔, petnames, established relationship, unprotected sex (don't do that 😓), creampie, bit of hair pulling, bathroom/mirror sex 😼

an: wrote the end while half asleep lol i apologize if it's bad or has any mistakes 😓 been ignoring this draft for too long i just wanted to get rid of it already hah well have a good read <33 mwahhh

— hee, stop, i just put on lotion — you said between giggles, trying to push your boyfriend’s head away from your neck. he kissed the area while hugging from behind, the air he exhaled hitting your skin and lightly tickling you, making you squirm under his touch.

— can’t, my girl is too beautiful — he looked up, resting his chin on your shoulder, back slightly hunched as he glued his rosy cheek to yours, smiling fondly at you — god, i’m so lucky.

you looked at each other through the mirror, his hands glued to your waist, wrinkling your (his) shirt. you watched as his gaze slyly went to your lips, shiny with the balm you had just applied. then, to your shoulders, uncovered by the oversized shirt and damp with the water dripping from your hair, still wet after your shower. the scent of your body lotion filling the stuffy air inside the bathroom, emanating from your glowy skin, filling heeseung’s nostrils as he buried his face in the crook of your neck and took the smell in.

his hands slid from your waist down to your hips, stopping at the waistband of your sweatpants, playing with it as he slowly left wet kisses on your neck, making you instinctively let your head fall to the side, giving him more room. your hand went up to his hair, entangling your fingers with the strands and lightly caressing his scalp.

every spot he kissed melted under his lips, your skin hot and already sweaty with the room’s humidity and your boyfriend’s touch. his hands pulled your hips against him, pressing his growing erection against your ass. your heavy breathing cessed as you pulled him by his hair for a kiss, wasting no time and sliding your tongue inside his mouth.

you turned your torso to him as much as you could and deepened the kiss, pulling him by the back of his neck. heeseung’s right hand quickly went inside your pants, sliding his fingers between your covered folds, as his free hand crept up to fondle your breast. you moaned against his lips, throwing your head back and inviting him to go back to marking your neck.

his fingers worked a slow motion on your clit, adding to the tremble in your legs and heat on your skin. you instinctively backed your hips up, grinding against your boyfriend and earning a moan from him. his hold and action on your core made it difficult, but you moved your hips as much as you could with the restraint, feeling heeseung stiffening behind you.

— baby, please — you plead, lips glued to his temple. your right hand went to his, guiding it inside your underwear. heeseung’s middle and ring fingers slid across your core, covering them in your arousal before fingering you, slowly and curling his digits right into your sweet spot. his left hand pinching your nipple, sending shivers through your whole body.

your left hand reached back, palming his erection through his pants before stroking it messily. heeseung moaned into your skin, quickening the pace of his fingers, making your legs tremble against his.

heeseung stopped his hand and pulled your trousers and underwear down, doing the same to his in a split second. he stroked himself a couple times before lining up his dick with your leaking hole, leaving kisses all over your neck and shoulders as he slid in, the stretch stinging at first, making you wince quietly.

— shh, princess, it’s okay — he whispered next to your ear, putting your hair behind your ear before kissing your temple. his left hand rubbed your arm, stopping at your shoulder, where his thumb caressed circles into your skin, while his right rested on top of the sink, holding yours. heeseung left light kisses on your face, going from your cheeks to the end of your lips, eyes always meeting yours through the mirror to check up on you — gonna move now, okay? — he asked after about a minute, pupils glued to your face until you answered him.

the hand on your shoulder fell to your hip, holding it with care but firmly. he started slowly rolling his hips, the quiet pace would make you think he was teasing you if not for your boyfriend’s caring nature, always starting slow and checking up on you from time to time, making sure you’re comfortable and having a good time.

as heeseung picked up his pace, his hand went to the small of your back, softly pushing it so you bent over just a few degrees, giving him a better angle. he held your hips as his eyes met yours in the mirror, his gaze loving on you, despite the position he had you in, admiring and essentially screaming “i love you” with just his eyes.

through moans and grunts, you gave him the best smile you could put on your face, though his dick relentlessly railing you didn't help much, and your expression quickly became one of pleasure, with your bottom lip stuck between your teeth and half closed eyes. your head fell forward and your arms trembled as you tried to keep yourself up, hands almost slipping with the water on the sink and limpness hitting your limbs.

heeseung carefully took your hair in his hands, lightly pulling it, just enough to make you raise your head on your own. he smiled at you, eyes locked into yours, and through your eyelashes you could see how the eye contact started to affect him; his eyebrows furrowed, lips pressed together and instinctive back throwing of his head, that he tried to contain to continue watching you.

he glued his chest to your back, hips momentarily losing their pace but quickly recovering, now at a better angle for you, the tip of his dick hitting the spot that made your legs give out again and again. heeseung’s lips occasionally went to your neck and shoulder, also decorating the skin with light hickeys.

— you’re so pretty, baby — he whispers in your ear, his gaze hungry on you through the reflection — all for me.

with his hands gripping your skin roughly and dick certainly bruising your insides, you felt the familiar tremble in your legs and warmness around your thighs, announcing your orgasm. and heeseung felt it, too, with how much wetter you got, how limp your body felt in his hold, and the sudden loudness in your moans.

— f-fuck, i’m close — you said, barely making out the words, as heeseung positioned himself at an angle that made you see stars all around.

as his movements quickened to a pace you couldn't even breathe between the snaps of his hips, your orgasm hit your whole body at the same time, with your throat choking out a moan, pussy wetting heeseung’s dick, legs and arms giving out, almost making you collapse to the floor, head foggy and spinning. your boyfriend held you close to him, feeling your body soften with your high.

heeseung slowed his hips down, helping you ride your orgasm. when you mustered up the strength to pull your head back up, he went back to ramming his dick into you, rough hands abusing the skin of your waist and hips, groans loud next to your ear while you could barely get your words out.

— hang on, love — he grunted, moans uncontrollably escaping his lips as his hips stuttered against yours. your body still sensitive from your release, gummy and warm walls suffocating his dick, your dazed eyes staring at him through the mirror, raw and loud moans echoing inside his head, everything felt like a trigger to his own orgasm — jus’ a bit longer, baby, please.

with just a few more pumps, heeseung spilled his cum inside of you, eyes never leaving yours until he was done. he hugged your waist and kissed your neck and shoulders, immediately getting you both into the shower.

— i love you so much — he confessed, kissing your forehead as the water fell on top of your heads, pulling you into his embrace as soon as you quietly confessed back.

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change my mind - park sunghoon

1.9k - sunghoon x fem reader 💥 not proofread! mdni 😠🖕

pwp, kind of dom sh, dry humping turned piv 👅, unprotected sex (don't do that), oral sex (f), breast stuff, biting, dirty talk and begging, manhandling, slight choking.

an: choosing titles is such a pain in the ass like bitch wym change my mind 😂😂 and yeah sorry for taking so long work has been draining me and the piwon brainrot was mean! nasty even!! anyways have a good read <33 hope yall like it mwah mwah

the room was hot, sweat dripping down your forehead while sunghoon’s hands pushed you down by your waist. his hips bucking up to meet yours, dick hard through his pants roughly rubbing against your also clothed crotch. you held his shoulders to stabilize yourself, digging your nails into his skin and your knees into the bed.

sunghoon bit his lip, letting a groan out when you moved your hips against his, in slow circles then rolling them when you got used to the motion. he threw his head back, lips plump and glistening, eyes softly closed, cheeks slightly flushed — he looked pure, contrary to his body, with his arms flexing with how tense he was, veins on his neck popping out, hands holding you so tightly you couldn't even feel your skin anymore, dick pulsing against you, any detail of his could easily drive you crazy.

he pulled you for a kiss, hands going up to hold your cheeks and hold you closer to him, deepening the kiss. his tongue finding it’s way to your lips, parting them and sliding against yours. your hand went under his shirt, grazing your fingertips from his chest to his toned stomach, making you whimper against his lips at the feeling. sunghoon smiled at your reaction, then putting your bottom lip between his teeth, slightly biting and pulling it, breaking the kiss.

his hands quickly pulled your shirt off you, thumbs going straight to your nipples and circling them. he went forward to kiss your neck, trailing along the side to behind your ear, occasionally biting while traveling up and down, his sharp teeth leaving deep marks.

your hips stuttered at the overwhelm, knees shaking and strained moans leaving your mouth. it was intoxicating, being so close to him in such a compromising position, so close to what you wanted but it still felt like torture, you couldn't get enough. his fingers alternated between pulling and pinching your nipples, sending you over the edge.

the heat between your legs felt unbearable, the fabric of your clothes adding a delicious sensation to the friction while still being restraining, your underwear so damp you felt uncomfortable in it, just couldn't wait to take it off, the stuffy air inside the room making you feel the same about the clothes.

your hands went to remove his shirt, sweaty at the collar. the fabric felt heavy in your hands, and time seemed to pass so slowly, you couldn't stand to feel the cotton anymore. you tried to undo the ziper of his pants, but he grabbed both your wrists and pushed you into the bed, back hitting the mattress, pinning you down.

— not yet, pretty — sunghoon’s lips left a peck on yours, before moving to the skin right under your ear and lightly sucking the spot — want to hear you begging for it.

his hands let go of your wrists, gripping your waist tightly as he started rolling his hips right into your crotch, slow movements tortuously grazing just below your clit. your eyes went to the back of your head, you tried to buck your hips against his but his grip was too strong, restraining any movement from you.

your groan now was one of frustration, only earning a chuckle from sunghoon. he had so much fun with it, his stupid little games edging you until he got tired of it, sometimes bringing tears to your eyes, his face always with a cocky smirk on it. he could spend hours just seeing you beg, bringing his hand a little too close to where you needed him, fucking you a bit too shallowly, hands too loose on your breasts, he knew how to drive you crazy in the worst ways.

— please, hoon, i need it so bad — he smiled down at you, eyes scanning your whole body as he slowly ceased his movements — been thinking ‘bout your dick the whole day, want to feel it inside me, please.

he stopped to unzip his pants, just enough for his dick to be completely out of the rough fabric, though still covered by his underwear. the fabric of your pants was too thin, so he didn't feel like removing them.

your mouth watered of the sight of his covered dick in front of you, wet spot where the fabric was stretched the most, tip perfectly outlined, shaft fitting perfectly against your heat as he went back to grinding on you, faster this time. his left hand went back to your wrist, right one still on your waist.

— pretty girl can’t get enough of it? gotta fuck her brains out everyday? — he flipped you on the bed before you could even think of answering, making you lay on your stomach. he grabbed your hips and pulled you so his dick could graze perfectly from your covered pussy up to your ass — can’t spend a fuckin’ day without it.

sunghoon glued the front of his torso to your slightly bent back, putting his right arm around your neck, his hand resting on your left shoulder. his left hand held you in place by your ass, slightly pointy nails digging into your skin and making the bruise sting with the sweat.

he slowly rolled his hips into you, leaving kisses and bites on your shoulder and behind your neck. you’d buck your hips against his, trying to get more friction, your clothes still annoyingly in the way, but sunghoon would just hold you down, keeping you in place, letting out a small chuckle in your ear.

— you never learn, do you? — he whispered, your skin shivering with his voice right next to your ear. his thick arm around your neck pressing against it, restraining your breath — so fucking desperate. do i not fuck you enough?

your hand went to hold his arm, pushing it harder against your neck. with that, his hips were rougher against yours, jolting your whole body forward and back, and a smile appeared on his face. small moans from him either being muffled by the kisses he left on your shoulder or let out right beside your ear.

— s-shit, stop teasing, hoon, please — you plead, voice strained with the force he pressed on your neck, core bothered with how empty you felt. you turned your head to look at him, his eyes glued on your face — just fuck me already, can’t handle it anymore.

he pulled you for a kiss, his hips losing their rhythm until he stopped and just kept himself pressed to you, bucking his hips sometimes by instinct, your faint whimpers clashing with his.

he raised his torso and brought his hands to the band of your trousers, making you raise your hips so he could pull it off you, pulling your underwear at the same time. he flipped you by your waist, so you were laying on your back and facing him.

before removing the clothes left on his body, he brought his middle and ring fingers to your pussy, sliding them up and down, coating them in your arousal, and inserting them as he went down to circle his tongue around your clit, slightly flicking it.

you bit your hand to muffle the embarrassingly loud moans, eyes shut close and legs squirming around sunghoon’s head. his left hand cupping and squeezing his erection through his underwear, while yours held his head down by his hair, pulling the black locks whenever he hit your sweet spot with his fingers or licked you with just the right pressure.

all the stimulation from before had you on the edge of your orgasm, your legs shaking and moving around ridiculously, just encouraging him to hit his fingers deeper, even adding a third and pumping them in and out of you.

sweat dripped down the sides of your body onto the mattress, your head spinning and eyes rolling with the heat at the pit of your stomach. with a last curl of sunghoon’s fingers, your orgasm hit you in waves through your whole body while you gasped on your own moans, skin burning against his, his rough hands now gripping your thighs while his tongue still worked carefully on your clit.

your hold on his hair softened, quiet noises still leaving your lips as he moved up and kissed you, wetting your chin with his own. you reached down to his dick, stroking it a few times before directing it to your still pulsating hole, moving your body on the bed, putting it in yourself.

sunghoon hissed, left hand gripping your waist as he opened his eyes to meet yours, fucked out and silently begging for more. he smiled at you, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he folded your legs by the back of your thighs and thrusted mercilessly into you, his grunts dissolving into your skin through his bites.

his movements slammed the bed against the wall, your body traveling up and down the mattress, almost escaping from his hold. your hands went to his biceps, digging your nails into his flesh, bruising the skin — something he knew you’d do when you wanted him to go harder.

sunghoon stopped his hips and removed himself from you, flipping you so you were laying on your stomach, before pulling you by your legs to the edge of the bed, leaving them hanging. before you could even turn to look at him, he put his dick back into you, earning a loud moan from you.

he had you almost screaming — with his right knee on the bed, slightly angling himself, he held your hips up and gave you what you had been begging for all day. each thrust coming earlier than the previous one, barely giving you time to moan or even breathe. his nails left deep marks on your hips, sweat dripped from his hair onto your back, dick ramming into you so hard your legs shook like they were going to fall off your body.

your voice was strained, brain barely computing what was going on, your neighbors’ peace long forgotten as sunghoon railed you. your knuckles turning white with how you gripped the sheets, barely grabbing them with how strongly he thrusted into you, hitting your spot almost every single time, making your eyes go to the back of your head.

— always so fuckin’ wet for me, so fuckin’ easy — his moans became louder and clearer as his hips sped up, mindlessly slamming into you, chasing his high — fuck, gonna fill you up so good.

you just hummed to his words, so fucked out you couldn't even answer him properly, you just called his name, hoping to feel his cum shooting inside of you, painting your walls white.

with one last snap of his hips and loud grunt, he threw his head back and gripped your ass as he came inside you, his dick pulsating and leaking so much, you thought it’d never stop. his hand went from your bottom to the small of your back, tracing his thumb up and down the lower part of your spine.

pulling out, he chuckled seeing his cum oozing out of your hole, collecting it with his thumb and putting it back inside you. he gave you a kiss on your shoulder and smack on your ass before collecting his clothes from around the room, getting you a glass of water to help you come back to your senses.

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aftercare w/ enhypen hyung line

0.6k - hyung line (separate) x gn reader

suggestive themes ofc but nothing explicit, mentions of reader being a bottom.

an: first enha post yayyy have a good read!! mwah <3

heeseung

i think he’d do the bare minimum tbh… like not in a lazy way but the man’s tired he just wants to chill for a minute. when you are both done, he’d clean you up if needed and probably lay with you for a minute, cuddling and recovering his energy. i think he’d really like that moment after sex, being close to you and not really talking or doing anything, just feeling your warmth and holding or being held by you. as i said he’d do the bare minimum but it all came from a place of love! maybe he wouldn't have food ready for you or a bubble bath running but he’d carry you to the bathroom, would help you shower if you felt too lazy or tired, tell you to pick something the two of you to watch while he’s in the kitchen making something quick for the two of you to eat, small and considerate stuff like that.

jay

not that into it for the cuddles or physical part but i think he’d do it for the emotional aspect yk? especially if you like/need aftercare. like he doesn't really like cuddling after but he wants to be close to you because of the intimacy and to make you happy. he’d be pretty hands on with the hygiene i think, having wet wipes on the bedside table and rushing to get you both into the shower/bath. as i said he’d be more into the emotional part of aftercare, would check up on you if he had been rough, tell you he loves you and lots of other sweet stuff, make sure he didn't overwhelm you etc. would cook you whatever you wanted at the moment and if you’re not sure he’d just make one of your favorite foods i think, jay gives me acts of service vibes so yeah whatever you wanted after sex he’d give it to you esp if it’s more dick yay!

jake

would get soo clingy and just lay on top of you without even removing himself from inside you loll even if he’s not the clingiest usually, he’d be glued to you after sex. probably wouldn't even want to clean up before cuddling lol but that nasty so he now keeps a box of wet wipes next to the bed and just hands it to you before collapsing to the bed. would lay with you for the longest time, really, probably just gets up when you need to pee and go to the bathroom, with him following you and deciding it’s finally time to clean up and keep his life going. honestly if it was up to him he wouldn't really tidy up, make something to eat or anything like that, but if it matters to you then he'd do it, either by himself or would help you with those things.

sunghoon

to me he seems to not care about aftercare at all loll like he can live perfectly without it. sometimes he may want to cuddle and stay close for a bit but that’s it. when you’re done he’d probably tidy up a bit then go and do his own thing but always including you yk? doesn't matter if he’s showering, eating or going ice skating lol, he’d always ask if you want to join him. but honestly i think that’s just something he’d always do, not only after sex so there’s that. but well if you want to cuddle after sex or if you need him to spend a while with you being sweet and all he’d do that without complaining, he just wants to make you happy. i think that as soon as you guys become intimate he’d ask what you preferred to do for aftercare and just go with it yk, whatever your answer is he will comply with a smile on his face.

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candy - choi soobin

1.1k - soobin x fem reader 💥 mdni 😠🖕

pwp, soobs is a bit of a sub, reader is a tease, soobs is a perv, masturbation (m), petnames, cum swallowing, a little bit of hair pulling.

an: i love him sm 😓😓 hope yall like it!! have a good read mwah <3

it started as a joke, really. climbing on soobin’s lap, naked, was nothing but something you did to annoy your boyfriend. he was fully dressed, sat on the bed, engrossed into an anime review video he played on his phone. you came out of the bathroom after showering, and went up to him. he looked at your face for a second, barely acknowledging your presence, before returning his attention to that goddamn phone.

you, not enjoying the lack of attention, dropped the towel to the floor, revealing your slightly damp body, fresh out of the shower. your honey and oatmeal soap still fragrant on your skin, the scent intoxicating to soobin, who had his eyes almost jumping out of their sockets.

your boyfriend opened his mouth but no words came out of it, the shock consuming him as his wide eyes scanned every inch of your body. you took his phone out of his hand and put it in his nightstand, sitting on his lap before he could process what was happening. his glasses almost falling off the tip of his nose, cheeks slightly flushed and his adorable lips parted open, his whole body stiff. you chuckled.

— what? cat got your tongue?

— what are you doing? — he asked, voice higher and louder than normal. you feigned innocence, knowing how much effect you had on him.

you’ve been dating for a while, soobin has seen you naked countless times, nothing new. but your boyfriend was a huge pervert, really. never got enough of your body and the mere sight of your underboob was enough to get him rock hard. he was crazy for you, and you loved it. and you always took any opportunity to tease him, riling him up enough he’d pounce on you and stuff you full of himself, never lasting that much. just another loser stuck in a hot guy’s body.

— i’m sitting on my boyfriend’s lap. am i allowed to? — you replied, tilting your head to the side. you felt his erection growing inside his pants, his heavy breathing hitting your collarbones.

how you looked at him only added to how increasingly and unbearably horny he felt. his hands traveling up and down your sides, tight grips the skin here and there. your hands went to his shoulders, squeezing the spot then moving to his neck.

— you’re naked — he stated the obvious, eyes not moving from your chest. you giggled, making your breasts bounce slightly, getting your boyfriend's attention. his wide eyes meeting your relaxed ones.

— am i? didn't notice — you said sarcastically, making him roll his eyes and whine at you.

you were getting up when his hands quickly gripped your hips, pushing you back down on top of his hard dick. his lips quickly went to your neck, inhaling your scent before trailing kisses down to your collarbones. now, you were the one heavy breathing, entangling your fingers with his hair, before pulling him away.

— not now, baby, i’m sorry — his eyes looked up at you, pleading silently — honey, i just showered…

— you don’t have to do anything — he slightly pushed you on the bed, making you sit on the mattress instead of on his lap — just stay like this, please.

his tone got quieter as he spoke, his right hand stroking his dick over his clothes. your eyes followed his actions, amusement growing on your face. you nodded at him, making him kneel lowly in front of you, left hand pulling you by the face for a kiss.

when his lips went to your neck, you left a breathy moan, his hand immediately getting inside his pants and underwear, making him moan as well, loudly.

he pushed you again, your back hitting the bed as you laid and he hovered on top of you, free hand trying to grope both your breasts together. he threw his head back, grunting, as you watched his hand attentively, still under his clothes, moving faster as his left one went to cup your right breast.

he lowered his head to suck your other nipple, circling the bud with his tongue, making your back arch from the bed. your hand went to his hair, pushing it against your body, making him moan and his right hand stutter.

you reached down and lowered his trousers, revealing his throbbing dick, leaking pre cum onto his veiny hand, knuckles white with his strong grip. you whimpered at the sight, mirrorring your boyfriend’s desire.

you pulled him by his hair, his glasses foggy and cheeks red, and kissed him, moving your lips against his hungrily, almost regretting your decision of not wanting to have actual sex for the sake of the shower you had just taken, but his desperation to achieve his orgasm made it worth it. soobin looked so good like that, all needy and clinging to your body, hands roaming freely on your skin, grabbing and caressing every spot.

all you could hear inside the room was the wet noises coming from his hand and his quiet grunts and moans, ocasionally calling your name. his erratic hand leaving his dick for a moment just to collect the wetness that grew between your legs, which he felt pooling his pants, making you gasp. he spread it on his lenght and went back to masturbating, moaning loudly this time.

— can i cum in your mouth? — he asked you, pleading eyes as his right hand slowed the movement so he’d last a little bit longer — please, babe, really want it — he almost whimpered, frown forming on his face, his mouth emiting uncontrolled noises, left hand laying stiff on your body.

you nodded at him and raised your back from the bed. he pulled your hair, bringing you closer and held your face to put you directly under his dick, while he positioned himself on the bed.

you opened your mouth, letting you tongue out, which he rested his tip on. he kept stroking himself, faster and faster, your eyes never leaving his, watching his face twisting as he approached his orgasm.

then you felt the warm ropes of cum hitting the inside of your mouth, soobin’s loud moans filling the room as his hand got slower, lightly stroking as he emptied himself in your mouth. the salty and sticky substance dripping to your tongue and shooting into the inside of your cheeks.

when he was done, you swallowed and smiled up at him, making him smile back at you. he dropped himself to the bed, covering his eyes with his arm, heavily breathing. you gave him a kiss on the lips, before getting up, picking the towel up from the floor and taking another quick shower, because, boy, did you sweat.

and, well, let’s just say soobin probably wanted another round, because that goddamn phone was back on his hand when you stepped back into the room.

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luna 19 she/her

enha & txt onlyyyy maybe piwon idk, not that into kpop anymore tbh i'm js here to get freaky

my ults are jake and soobs, down bad for yeonjun, heeseung and sunghoon but aren't we all

english is not my first language so excuse my poor grammar and literacy

maybe i won't write smut abt riki bc it's weird for me for some reason but i'm not against it maybe someday idk

everything i post is fiction for christ's sake!! not at all how i perceive them this is just for fun

not into cnc, incest/stepcest or other super crazy stuff i don't judge but i don't want to know abt that so yeah

physically unable to formulate proper dialogue without silly jokes in the middle so don't take me that seriously

i'll just write whatever i'm fantasizing abt but feel free to send freaky stuff to my inbox

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sativa - choi yeonjun

2.6k - yeonjun x fem reader 💥 not proofread! mdni!

pwp essentially, barely any dialogue just sex talk, drug use (🍃), high sex obv, unprotected sex (don't do that), making out, oral sex (both), naked bodies, yeonjun is lowk a dom but nothing crazy, lots of spit yum, words cock and pussy and dick and cuss words, the couch is big enough for like 4 people btw.

an: hello it's my first post and my first time writing smut in YEARS 😭 it's so hard i cant even write a few silly jokes without ruining the mood i lowk hate it but the world needs more high sex with yeonjun 😓 anyways i combined my 2 fav sexy things (yeonjun + high sex) bc why not??? have a good read!!! hope you like it 😚 sorry if it's bad or for any mistakes i'm too lazy to proofread

late night walks were nothing new in your relationship. with both of you in demanding jobs, it was just another way you found to let some steam off together at the end of your long days. you’d shower together, put some comfortable clothes on and walk for hours at times, talking, listening to music and enjoying each other's company.

now, weed, that was new for the two of you. you always kind of judged people who did crazy hard drugs and got themselves high to the point they can't even move properly, but you would be lying if what your friends told you about their experience with marijuana didn't pique your interest.

their descriptions of heightened senses and tranquil feeling made you think that maybe it wouldn't hurt to go against your parent’s wishes and try some of it. just to relax a little, nothing much. and yeonjun didn't seem too weirded out about the idea, so what’s stopping you?

and sure, the high was great, the munchies were fun sometimes, and you finally laughed with your boyfriend during adam sandler’s movies, not the usual eye roll or scoff at the juvenile and predictable jokes.

but something you couldn't ignore was how you felt your skin burn under yeonjun’s touch, how his sloppier and messier kisses made you want to spend hours making out with him, how his lazy eyes made you shiver, how you always wished he’d go a little higher when caressing your thighs.

you two tried having drunk sex before, and it was amazing but at some point yeonjun did disappoint you a little, but with alcohol, that’s bound to happen. so to save yourselves the embarrassment, it was an agreement to not have sex while under the influence.

plus, he was so lazy when high, sometimes, even pecking your lips felt like an hour long chore to him, so it’s not like it would be that amazing. at least that’s what you told yourself.

but today was different, you’d usually take a few puffs together and chill at home, eat a lot and watch something that would now be funny, but this time you decided to take the blunt to your walk. there was a park near the apartment known to be frequented by drug users, so you would blend in perfectly, and the smell would probably go by unnoticed.

so, boldly, you went to the empty and dimly lit park, wasting no time and taking a few puffs as soon as you got there and. as you took a walk and waited for it to hit, by your fifth lap around the park, yeonjun, who was sitting at the same bench since you started pacing around, waited for you to walk in front of him and pulled you to himself by your shorts’ belt loop.

his big hands running up and down your hips, warming up your skin even through the thick fabric of your clothes, his pink lips hanging in a lazy smirk, it was only a matter of seconds before he made you sit on his lap and kissed you. the faint smell of weed on his breath making you tighten your legs, pressing yourself against his growing erection.

with how he was holding you in place by your waist, how he was moving his lips against yours — slowly, lovingly making out with you but you could still feel how needy he was —, with how he softly moaned into your mouth every time you pulled his hair a bit, you knew he was high.

it wasn't the usual baked yeonjun, who lays around wherever he can, laughs at every leaf that falls and can barely keep his eyes open, he, for once, felt the same way you did — felt his body burning up at the mere sight of your silhouette, with every look you shot at him, every bounce of your breasts under the hoodie you were wearing, his hoodie.

and while kissing him, you felt the dizziness kicking in and melting you into his body.

it didn't take long for the two of you to find your way back to your apartment, walking at a fast pace, considering how light headed you felt, like every step took you 2 minutes and the street ahead of you turned into a bottomless tunnel.

you had barely locked the door when you felt yeonjun’s lips on your neck, his eager hands trying to take your hoodie off, while yours pulled down the zipper on his, exposing a black tank top that barely contained his toned chest. instead of going straight to your shared room, as usual, he pinned you against the living room wall, leaving wet kisses from your neck to your mouth.

flopping around the entrance of the apartment, you flicked the light switch, as it was almost midnight and the place was as dark as it could get. one last peck was shared before a pair of red and lazy eyes stared deeply into yours, which were in a similar state. yeonjun smirked and picked you up, both hands squeezing your ass, and made his way to the couch, half laying half sitting while keeping you on his lap.

while removing your hoodie, you fixed yourself on top of him, positioning your hips so that your ass is right on top of his erection. you leaned forward and reattached your lips, lazily introducing your tongue into his mouth.

you rolled your hips on top of yeonjun’s, the friction causing him to creep his hand up your naked chest, cupping your breasts while lightly pinching your nipples. he nibbled on your bottom lip, making a gasp leave your lips.

your hands went from his shoulder to the back of his neck, where you pulled a few of the short strands of his black hair, the kiss breaking as he let his head fall back and moved his hands to your waist, caressing the spot.

your eyes met his half opened lips which sucked a sharp breath through his teeth, then his heavy eyelids, before he barely opened his eyes, just enough to watch you through his eyelashes, as you brought your lips to his jawline, leaving wet kisses. you traced to his adam’s apple, then the base of his neck.

when you moved from his lap and went past his collarbones with your mouth, his head slowly raised, just in time to see you getting on your knees and pulling his pants and underwear down. yeonjun instinctively raised his hips, seeing you pull his clothes just enough to expose his dick, rock hard and almost purple at the tip with how long yeonjun had neglected the erection.

you grabbed the base of his cock and positioned your lips near the tip, dropping a glob of spit on it. yeonjun hissed with the contact, encouraging you to lick his dick from the base up, putting it in your mouth as you reached the tip.

you started bobbing your head, spreading your spit all over it and picking up the peace when you got used to the length. yeonjun’s hands quickly found their way to your hair, tugging close to your scalp. his quiet grunts and heavy breathing gradually became louder, his grip on your hair tighter as he looked down to you and lightly thrust himself into your mouth.

— f-fuck, keep going — he breathed out, biting his lips to contain his noises.

he stopped his hips in place and let you take the lead. you alternated between sucking him up and down and circling his tip with your tongue, something you knew he loved.

with the tightness of his grip on your hair and his tense thighs, you knew he was close, which made you almost double your eagerness and try to go faster, even though it made you gag sometimes.

yeonjun suddenly pulled your hair to take your mouth away from his cock, faintly smiling at you while he tried to recover his breath. drool dripping down to his balls and pre cum leaking from his tip, it took you every ounce of strength to not put him back in your mouth.

— didn't want to cum yet — he said, pulling his boxers up and kicking his trousers away. he tapped your cheek, like a light slap, and removed his shirt — c’mere.

you stood on your feet and sat down at the spot he tapped, next to him. before making yourself too comfortable, he grabbed your face and pulled you to a kiss, wet and slow, very contrary to how quickly he unbuttoned your shorts and slid them down with your underwear.

as your head fell to the armrest, yeonjun, impatiently, pulled your legs so they were on his shoulders. he looked at you and gave you one last smile before leaving kisses on your clit.

yeonjun then started with small licks around the bud, squeezing your thighs with every movement of his tongue. when he felt you leaking at his chin, he glued his lips to your clit and lightly sucked, earning a moan and hair pull from you. he then started licking almost aggressively, his mouth unusually wet with his own drool, adding to the sensation on your pussy.

he introduced his pointer and middle finger at the same time, slightly stretching your leaking hole and hitting you in the right spot. your velvety walls squeezing his fingers together, making him moan against you, anticipating the same feeling on his cock.

with the increasing volume of your moans, yeonjun switched between pumping his fingers in and out and curling them inside of you, his tongue never losing the rhythm. as the slight heat on your clit started to spread to your legs, you knew you were getting close, and by how your legs were shaking around yeonjun’s shoulders, so did he.

you felt your whole body tensing up, your moans and grip on his hair becoming erratic with how much you wanted to release your orgasm.

with your legs so tense you knew you’d have cramps later, you felt a slow wave of heat washing through your body, making your limbs limp and freeing your throat from all the noises you didn't even know you were holding back. yeonjun kept his tongue moving while you rode out your orgasm, your hips rolling against his mouth and spreading your wetness on his lower face.

— what. the fuck — you whispered, head still laying on the couch, your eyes staring up at the ceiling while you recovered your breath. you never had an orgasm so intense, your whole body burning up for what felt like an eternity, brain foggy with pleasure, head almost hurting, and you swore you went deaf in one ear for a moment.

you felt your boyfriend moving away from your bottom, his face greeting you in a few seconds, smile big and bright and chin soaked with your juices, he kissed your lips passionately, making you moan at your taste on his lips.

he cupped your cheek while using his other hand to support himself, he deepened the kiss and moaned into your mouth, sending your hands to his broad shoulders.

when he pulled away with a couple pecks, your hands reached down to his hard cock through his boxers, making him hiss. you put your dominant hand inside his underwear, slowly stroking the length. he let his head fall to your shoulder, moaning into the crook of your neck and leaving kisses and light hickeys around the spot.

he removed his boxers fully, pulling your legs so they hugged his waist. he spit on his dick and used his hand to spread it, stroking himself slowly while looking directly at you. you watched with attention as his cock became glistened from his spit, rubbing your legs together in anticipation, feeling your thighs getting sticky with how wet you were.

yeonjun slid his dick along your pussy, wetting the tip with your juices. as you rocked your hips against him, he put one hand on your hip and squeezed his cock inside you, softly moaning.

— shit — yeonjun smiled at you, looking down and rubbing his thumb against your bottom lip, which you took in your mouth and sucked, eyes still locked with his — so fucking pretty — he whispered.

your gummy walls pulsed against his length, sucking him in. with the sudden fullness, you let out a string of moans, accompanying every single thrust of his hips, slow and deep. loud, wet noises coming from your hole, making him grunt.

he fell forward, elbowls in each side of your head supporting him. as he started to thrust harder, his right hand went to your hip, holding you in place. you gripped the fabric by your head, biting your lips and squeezing your eyes, trying to keep yourself quiet.

yeonjun couldn't look away from your face, your lips sore from biting on them, wet hair on your forehead and slightly flushed cheeks. just looking at your expression was enough to make him moan, bringing his lips to yours, and kissing you deeply, his hips stuttering as your fingers tug at his hair and you moaned against his mouth.

— look at me — he whispered, the desire in his voice compelling you to do as you’re told. his sharp and fierce eyes observing your every feature, every furrow of your eyebrows and motion of your lips, he was taking it all in. your moans and gasps filling his head, piercing through his ears, your sweat melting your skins together, your nails moving from his scalp to his back, scratches burning his shoulders.

yeonjun was becoming louder, his thrusts erratic and his grip on your hip became tighter. you grinded your hips against his and brought his hand to your breast, giving it a squeeze before pulling him in for a kiss. he could barely kiss you back with how overwhelmed he felt, all of his senses heightened and overwhelming him, he felt the pool of heat at the bottom of his stomach becoming stronger, his moans getting higher against your lips.

his hands aggressively going through your whole body, like he was trying to memorize your every curve. his head limp over your shoulder as he wrapped his right arm around you, bringing your torso closer to his. your legs were shaking with how hard he was fucking you, his dick hitting that sweet spot that blurred your vision.

— cum inside me, babe, please — you whispered in his ear, making him moan at the base of your neck, biting the spot to muffle his noises. his shaky breath hitting your skin and sending shivers down your body, the anticipation of your boyfriend spilling his cum inside you and warming you up from inside, the sticky substance sitting hot and heavy in your body.

you wrapped your legs around his waist, he raised his torso and put both hands on your waist, bouncing you on his dick while rolling his hips into you. his thrusts became shorter and faster, your hands traveled up and down his forearms, grabbing the toned limbs and using them to steady yourself.

as yeonjun came, he threw his head back, letting out one last loud moan. his movements now slow and shallow, while he rode out his orgasm with you rolling your hips. his cum slowly spilling inside you, filling and warming you up comfortably.

he caressed your thighs, grabbing the skin every so often, smiling down at you. you smiled back. he removed himself from you, cleaning you up before laying on your chest. you gave him a kiss on the lips, then on the forehead, then started playing with his hair.

the two of you laid there for a while, until you broke the silence by loudly sighing.

— i’m so hungry.

— me too.