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Yoongi fingering u till u squirrttttttt

my god, anon. i don't know what to tell you. this was supposed to be a short lil drabble like the rest and then..... that that live yoongi happened and i. uh. my brain short-circuited. the thirst for this man overtook me. i think i just wrote the nastiest porn of my whole career lmao.

so anyway uhhhhhh - HOPE YOU ENJOY 🤪

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 4.8k DO NOT FUCKING @ ME contains: my first ever OT7 scene :') ft. an incredibly dumb conversation abt squirting, best friend's friend to lovers (? idk what else to call it lmao), squirt god min yoongi (yes that's a warning), yoongi is in his that that live outfit bc i'm a menace to society, a lil bit of edging, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, and obv. a whoooole lot of tongue and finger fucking and SQUIRTING 💦💦💦

“Remember that girl I took home last night?”

You just know Taehyung is about to say something gross by the look in his eye, the way he bites down on the edge of his red solo cup as he glances around the circle of his friends.

Well, his friends and you. There’s a clear distinction.

A few heads nod, shoulders shrug. You brace yourself.

“Fucking geyser, I’m serious. Soaked my whole bed. I had to sleep on the couch.”

Hoseok’s loud cackle rings in your ears, and he has to cling to Jimin’s arm to stay upright, clearly already well past tipsy. “I was wondering why you were washing your sheets! That’s typically a once-a-year activity for you, Taehyung-ah!”

You make sure Seokjin doesn’t miss the death glare that you aim in his direction. He dragged you to this stupid party, said otherwise he’d spend the whole time in the corner reading webtoons on his phone. And now you have to tolerate the absolute fuckery of his nasty friends.

He grimaces a silent apology back at you, bringing one hand up to smack Tae firmly on the back of the head.

“She peed?!” Jungkook’s eyes are wide as he pauses with his own drink halfway to his mouth.

Everyone reacts at once: Hoseok quite literally doubles over, Taehyung fights to keep the corners of his mouth from turning up, Jimin gives an aggressive side-eye, Seokjin covers his face with his hand. Even Yoongi reacts, smiling a rare wide smile, shoulders shaking a little with laughter.

Namjoon takes the educational opportunity, clapping a hand firmly to Jungkook’s back. “Do you know what squirting is?”

You watch as Jungkook’s eyes flit across the circle. “I thought it was pee,” he admits, voice a little quieter this time.

“You are so fucking dumb,” Jimin says, shooting Jungkook a look of utter disgust. Hoseok is literally on the floor at this point.

“It’s, uh…” Namjoon makes a face as he searches for the right words. “Female ejaculate.”

“Girl cum?” Jungkook translates.

“I don’t care if it was piss, it was fucking hot,” Taehyung says as he downs the last of his drink.

“You’re disgusting,” Seokjin says with a shake of his head as he offers a hand to help Hoseok to his feet. Taehyung sticks his tongue out, waggling it side-to-side, which just sends Hoseok right back down again with another peal of laughter.

“I’ve never hooked up with a squirter,” Jungkook says softly, like he’s a little disappointed.

You open your mouth to speak up, as the only person with a vagina currently partaking in the conversation, but Yoongi beats you to it. “You just don’t know what you’re doing.”

His words surprise you for a second, but you shake it off and continue. “Not every girl can squirt. Most can’t.” You shrug slightly.

“That’s not true,” Yoongi counters, and you whip your head to look at him.

“What the fuck do you know, Min Yoongi?” The words leave your mouth before you can stop them. You don’t know why Seokjin thought it was a good idea to bring you around his friends, when he knows you have no filter.

Yoongi raises a hand, as if to signal that he’s not trying to fight. “I’m just saying. Once you learn what to do, anyone can get there. Just takes some patience. And a lot of foreplay. But I’ve never not made a girl squirt.”

You roll your eyes. “Well, I’ve never squirted.”

It takes a moment for you to realize what you’ve set yourself up for, and you have to fight the urge to clap a hand over your mouth. The same response ripples through the group a millisecond later: eyes widening, lips pursing in silent expressions of shock.

“I think I need another drink– should we all go?” Namjoon asks, extremely unsubtle.

Before you can scramble to even think, let alone say anything, he’s got his arms around Taehyung and Jungkook’s shoulders and is shoving them towards the kitchen. Seokjin and Jimin work together to peel Hoseok off the floor and quickly follow.

Which just leaves you, Yoongi, and a very interesting proposition.

“So, are we doing this?” You ask bluntly.

Yoongi shrugs. “Only if you want to.”

You shoot him a look. “Don’t act all shy now, squirt god!” He exhales a soft laugh, and you gesture to the stairs. “Lead the way.”

It’s only once you’re perched on the end of his bed, eyes roving over the minimal, clean space of his room, that your nerves start to betray you. Yoongi sets his drink on the dresser next to yours, then drops down beside you.

You stare at the floor, unsure of what to do next, vaguely aware of his bent knees poking out of the large holes in his light wash jeans. He gently rests a hand on your thigh, and you’re wound up enough that you flinch at his touch.

“We seriously don’t have to do this.”

“Why do you keep saying that?” You ask, feigning ignorance and trying to keep your voice from shaking.

“Might have something to do with the fact that this is the first one-on-one conversation we’ve ever had.”

You meet his gaze, a little surprised by the open expression on his face. You’ve always seen him as so reserved. “You don’t exactly say much.”

Yoongi shrugs like he can’t disagree. “Hard to get a word in with those guys sometimes.” He pauses, like he’s debating whether or not to keep talking, then continues. “And I figured Jin was playing some long game with you, so I was trying to be respectful.”

You make a face of sheer disbelief. “What?! Seokjin is my best friend, Yoongi. Period, end of sentence. It’s not like that and never has been.”

“Huh.”

He’s quiet for a moment, and you can’t read the expression on his face. You turn towards Yoongi, pulling one bent leg up on the bed to fully face him. “What was that noise supposed to mean?”

“That’s just… interesting.”

“Stop being cagey.” You drive a finger into his side and he squirms a little. “What’s interesting?” Does he know something about Seokjin that he’s keeping from you?

“Well, I was clearly operating under false pretenses. Otherwise I probably would’ve acted differently around you.”

“Differently how?” You quickly chase his vague statement, pushing him, trying to understand. Yoongi doesn’t respond immediately, but the bed shifts as he mirrors your position, turning to open himself up to you. “What would you have done, Yoongi?” You try again, getting frustrated.

A shiver runs down your spine as he brings a hand to gently cup your jaw, his touch feather-light. His thumb strokes over your cheek and you swear your heartbeat falters.

“This,” he says simply, his voice deeper than you’ve ever heard it. And then he brings his mouth to yours.

His lips are soft and warm as they brush over yours, if a little tentative, like he expects you to pull away at any second. But the heat of his mouth ignites a spark in your belly that you’re suddenly desperate for more of.

You move your mouth against his, chasing the feeling as you bring a hand to the nape of his neck. Your fingers wind through his dark hair– you’d noticed when he walked in the door tonight how long it’s gotten, had thought absent-mindedly to yourself that it looked good on him.

Your head spins. Min fucking Yoongi. How is this real life? You’d honestly never thought twice about him– just lumped him in with the rest of Seokjin’s dumb friends. It’s starting to occur to you that maybe overlooking him was a mistake.

That suspicion is confirmed when he slips his tongue into your mouth to slide expertly over yours.

You run your other hand up his chest, fingers tracing the buttons of his overshirt, then the smooth cotton of the tank top beneath it. The wet heat of his mouth is already making you dizzy.

Yoongi brings a hand to the small of your back, moving the other from your jaw down to meet it. He shifts a little, but he doesn’t break away from you, and you gasp softly into his mouth when both hands drop to your ass to pull you into his lap in one smooth motion. Your knees press into the mattress on either side of him, your hips settling on top of his.

He kisses you for a second longer, tongue stroking over yours deftly enough that you can barely suppress the whimper it works out of you. Then he finally pulls back to glance up at you. His lips are full and pink, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. The unbuttoned linen shirt he’s wearing has slipped off one shoulder, exposing smooth skin and solid muscle.

There’s a look on his face, mouth dropped open slightly, like he can’t quite believe this is really happening. You can relate.

“Still want to do this?” Yoongi asks quietly, voice still low and a little hoarse now. His hands are pressed to your hips, thumbs tracing light patterns over the fabric of your jeans.

You can hardly find your voice to speak– when the word comes out, it’s a whisper, and one you can’t say emphatically enough. “Yes.”

He tilts his head up towards you and your lips find his, needier this time. There’s an undeniable ache in your core now, desire spreading through you like a licking flame. Yoongi’s hands start to move over your back, dragging the hem of your shirt up, and you break away from him only for as long as it takes to peel it over your head. You press your mouth to his again before the fabric has even hit his bedroom floor.

Yoongi’s kisses are sloppier now, tongue tasting yours with added urgency, momentarily rendering you breathless. You follow his lead, hands grasping to push his overshirt down his arms, then reaching to tug at his tank top. It’s like you can’t move fast enough– you’re shaking a little as he leans back, raising his arms to allow you to pull it off. You feel the heat of his touch at the center of your spine, and then he’s slipping your bra off, too, everything tossed off the edge of the bed to join your shirt.

The brush of his hands over your bare skin, running up the curve from your hip to your waist, is enough to make you shiver under his palms, nipples tightening.

Yoongi licks his lips as his eyes roam appreciatively over your body, but then his gaze meets yours again, and in a way this moment of anticipation feels more intimate than anything you’ve done tonight. You in his lap, both of you naked from the waist up, faces flushed with heat and want. Hovering at the precipice of something you don’t have words for.

“Lay down for me,” he says quietly. The darkness of his voice thrums through you.

You do as he says, thighs shaking slightly as you slide off of him and move to settle against the soft pillows with a slow inhale. You can only watch, dazed, as Yoongi gets to his feet– you swallow hard at the sound of his belt hitting the floor. He slips out of his ripped jeans, down to just his black boxer-briefs.

When he crawls up the bed to join you, you’re transfixed by the way his silver necklaces dangle, catching the dim lamplight. He kneels to one side of you, hands coming to unbutton the fly of your jeans and push them down your thighs. You do the rest, peeling them all the way off and tossing them to the floor.

His hands slide up your thighs, one encouraging your legs apart while the other rubs gently back and forth, his touch sending sparks through you. You can feel your heartbeat at the center of your ribcage, swear you can see it in the rise and fall of your chest as you glance up at him looking down over you.

“Stop me if you’re going to come, okay?”

You nod your understanding, but he must be able to read the confusion painted on your face. He shifts up the bed to lean over you, his breath ghosting along the shell of your ear.

“Save it for me, and I’ll show you what that pussy can do.”

Yoongi chases the words with a languid stripe licked up your neck, and it’s enough to make your brain short-circuit.

Never in your life has a man preemptively warned you to not come. Most of them have struggled to make it happen at all. You can’t help but wonder if you really did underestimate Yoongi’s abilities.

It certainly feels that way as he continues to press hot, open-mouthed kisses down your neck and chest, bringing one hand to gently cup and massage your breast as he goes, the pad of his thumb circling your nipple. His mouth catches up to his touch, and he sucks in the bud of that breast while his hand moves to work the other just the same.

“Fuck, Yoongi,” you breathe.

Everything he’s doing is intoxicating, enough that there’s now a steady pulse emanating from between your legs. When he shifts to pull your other breast into his mouth, tongue swirling over your nipple in a way that makes you whimper and arch into him, he drops one of his legs down onto the mattress between your thighs.

You take advantage of the opportunity presented to you, thighs squeezing and hips canting up to drag your core over the smooth muscle of his leg, desperate for contact, for friction. Yoongi releases your nipple from between his teeth, giving a self-satisfied hum that you can feel buzz in his throat against your skin.

“Getting worked up already?” His words are punctuated by the kisses he trails down the valley between your breasts. “Keep going,” he urges.

Your mind is swimming with arousal, and each pass of your cunt over his thigh is enough to further dampen your now soaked-through panties. You’re not sure how much more worked up you could get. But Yoongi is clearly determined to find your limit.

When he shifts to move his mouth further down your body, he quickly replaces the thigh you’ve been grinding into with his hand, cupping over your center, his whole palm rubbing circles into the lace of your panties that make your clit twitch. You writhe under him as he sucks a mark into your hip bone, pulling sounds out of you: a mixture of heady groans at the welcome friction and soft whines at how indirect the pressure still is. You need more, more– you lift up to press your hips into his touch in search of relief. 

All too quickly, the motion of his palm stills, and you can’t help the strangled noise that escapes you. Both of his hands slip down your body, coming to rest at your hips, and his thumbs hook under your panties to push them down your thighs.

You fumble for a second, lifting your knees up to your chest to finish pulling your underwear over your ankles. As you fling your last article of clothing off the side of the bed and attempt to lower your legs down, you’re surprised to feel Yoongi’s hands pressing firmly into the backs of your thighs.

“Stay just like that,” he instructs, and you listen, crossing your ankles and following the encouragement of his touch to keep your legs pulled up, your bare cunt fully exposed for him.

You don’t know what to expect next– his fingers, maybe his tongue– but it’s certainly not what he does, which is look up at you and calmly ask, “How do you feel?”

Your answer is not a word in any language; it’s somewhere between a moan and a noise of pure frustration. Folded in half for him like this, you swear you can feel arousal starting to drip out of your pussy.

“That’s pretty good,” Yoongi remarks, lazily bringing one hand up to encircle your ankle in his grasp, enjoying his free rein over your body as it’s offered up to him. Even that gentle touch is enough to make your cunt clench around nothing. “But I think we can do better.”

You nod your head in a silent request as you watch him lean down onto the mattress, lowering himself to be eye-level with your pussy. “Haven’t even tasted you yet.”

“Please, Yoongi,” you gasp, and you can feel his breath over you, the heat and anticipation sending a bolt of electricity straight to your core.

“Just remember to stop me,” he warns, and then he leans forward to lick a thick stripe up your cunt. You cry out at the sensation, the wetness and warmth of his tongue sliding through your folds, and your head kicks back against the pillow as you feel his fingers gently part your inner lips for better access.

He pulls away for a fraction of a second, just long enough to hum softly and murmur “so fucking wet” under his breath. Your hands grip the bedsheets as he dives back in with even more enthusiasm, spreading you wide open.

The heat he’s been building up in you all night is coiling devastatingly tight in your core now– your head is spinning, your nipples so stiff that they ache. The thought of asking him to stop, and probably soon, from how deliberately he’s eating you out, feels nearly impossible.

Yoongi seems to settle in as he falls into a pattern with his movements: lazily circling your entrance a few times before delving in and fucking you all-too-briefly with his talented tongue, enough to make your walls squeeze greedily around him. After a few more thrusts he withdraws, using a long lick to drag your collected wetness up, his tongue pressing flat and heavy. When he reaches your clit he flicks gently over the sensitive bud a few times, eventually pulling it into his mouth to suck, eliciting a loud moan from you.

“Oh fuck, fuck, Yoongi–”

You swear you can feel him smiling smugly as he returns to your entrance to start again, somehow both sloppy and precise, humming a little in a way that sends a devastating wave of vibrations through you.

He keeps everything so slow it’s nearly torture, building up the tightening pressure inside of you a little more with each pass, but purposefully never staying so consistent that you tip over the edge– just leaving you wet enough to drown in. You can’t stop the moans and whimpers he pulls out of you now, the way your hips jerk under his mouth.

He’s fucking good at this.

You lose track of how many times he goes through the process, until you’re wound so tight with arousal you think you might burst.

“Yoongi,” you whine, and he must be able to hear the change in your voice.

Yoongi’s mouth freezes, lips still wrapped around your clit. His hands move to your thighs, gently ushering your feet to return to the mattress on either side of his head, your legs still spread wide, so he can see you. He hums around you as if to ask a question, and your hips shudder beneath him.

That must be a good enough answer, because he pulls off of you, reaching up to wipe an errant strand of slick from his bottom lip. Everything about him in this moment makes your pussy throb: his mouth, nose and chin are all coated in your juices, the results of his efforts, and his pupils are blown black with lust and something that looks like determination.

You have no idea how long it’s been since you disappeared up the stairs together. Hours, maybe days. Yoongi certainly looks like he could do this forever.

“Gonna come?” He murmurs, nuzzling his cheek absent-mindedly against your inner thigh as he holds your gaze.

“I–” He hasn’t let you get that close yet, but you feel so fucking full, like your core isn’t capable of holding onto any more pleasure. “I can’t take any more,” you say, and the desperation in your own voice sounds so ridiculous to you that you let out a crazed laugh. “I’m gonna fucking die, Yoongi.”

“Yeah?” There’s a glint in his eyes, like he’s not going to let you tap out that easily. “What if I do this?”

His tongue returns to your clit, but this time he’s no longer teasing. His rhythm is consistent now, lapping against you in short, deliberate strokes, over and over. You can feel every muscle in your core tensing as he works you relentlessly towards your peak.

When your back starts to arch, it takes everything in you to say his name. “Yoongi,” you gasp, and he knows you’re about to come, must be able to tell by the way you start to shake underneath him. You cry out a sound that’s nearly a sob when he pulls back quickly and everything comes to a screeching halt. It’s like you can feel your orgasm being ripped out from under you.

“Oh my god,” you whine, hips grinding down into the mattress, desperate for any possible friction. “I’m so fucking close, Yoongi, please.”

His eyes linger hungrily over your pussy, the mess he’s made of you. Keeping his touch light, he gently traces a finger over your inner lips, clearly admiring the way it makes you tremble.

“Seems like you’re ready.”

You’d almost forgotten the point of all of this, the initial conversation in the kitchen, the fact that the man now lazily running a finger through your dripping folds is supposedly capable of making anyone squirt and that you are putting him to the test. You already believe it wholeheartedly– you’re just not sure you’ll survive long enough to see it.

Yoongi sits up, shifting to kneel to one side of you, hands encouraging your legs to spread even wider. When he starts to speak, you try as best you can to focus on his words, dizzy as you are with overwhelming need.

“I’m gonna press pretty hard, okay? When it feels like you have to pee, push it out instead of trying to hold it in. I promise, it’s not pee.” He pauses, laughing softly to himself, then adds, “And if it is, honestly, I don’t give a fuck.”

You look up at him, your mind reeling, and you’re not expecting it when he ducks down to kiss you. You taste yourself on his lips and tongue.

“Don’t be nervous,” he murmurs as he pulls back. “Just relax and let go. I’ll go until you tell me to stop.” Your heart flutters a little behind your ribs at the softness in his voice, and you nod.

Your breath hitches as you feel Yoongi’s hand return to your center, two fingers moving down slowly to tease at your entrance. The fire in your belly ignites at the soft squelching noise he makes as he circles, just shy of entering you, dampening his digits with your juices.

Relief washes through you as he presses in, and you tip your head back on the pillow with a soft groan. Your lashes flutter as you fight to keep your eyes open, heavy-lidded with lust, to watch him at work.

“Shit,” you hiss as he curls his fingers up to press against your front wall, finding your g-spot like someone who knows exactly what he’s doing. He pushes harder, falling into a steady rhythm, and the pleasure feels like a heavy weight in your gut now. A tingling sensation starts to hum through your limbs.

You’re panting, nearly gasping for breath as he rubs against you, each thrust of his hand accompanied by the slick sounds of your cunt. Your abdomen tightens as the pressure in your core builds, and you really do feel like you’re going to burst, overflow completely.

“Yoongi,” you breathe, “I–I’m– I’m gonna–”

“Push,” he reminds you, and you do just that as the wave crashes over you. A release like nothing you’ve ever felt before rips through you, and you’re so overcome by the feeling that it takes you a few seconds to remember to look down. Shakily tilting your head up, you see clear fluid gushing out of you each time Yoongi pulls back.

When he sees you’re watching, he withdraws entirely, bringing four soaked fingers to your clit to rub fast circles that make you moan loudly as your muscles spasm again. Without his hand there to block it, you watch as an unbroken stream of fluid rushes out of you, spraying over the sheets of his bed.

“Oh my god,” you whine, and you have to tilt your head back and squeeze your eyes shut for a moment just to focus on the feeling alone. “Oh my god.”

Yoongi makes a little noise of appreciation, fingers returning to your entrance, the wet sounds of your cunt now obscene as he pushes in again. “Fuck yeah. So fucking sexy.”

You arch up into his touch as he resumes the firm stroking of his fingers, pounding into your g-spot, hard enough to make your legs shake. When another wave of pleasure rolls through you, you don’t even have to think about it this time. Your body instinctively remembers Yoongi’s instructions, bursts of arousal shooting out of you as you moan softly with each pump of his hand.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” you gasp in time with his movements.

“Holy shit,” Yoongi rasps as he draws his fingers out again, and you hear him groan when he returns to your clit and easily works even more wetness out of you. “You just keep fucking coming. Gonna soak my fucking sheets.”

You can barely process what he’s saying. “M-more, Yoongi, please.”

“Yeah,” he breathes, “I’ll give you more.” He adds another finger, driving the thrust of his hand deliberately into the weight at the center of your core, and the stretch only makes you come that much faster. Your pussy starts to quiver as he fucks you through it.

“Yoongiiiii,” you groan, dragging out his name as you squirt again and again. He keeps alternating, fingers slipping into you and working up more, then pulling out to press his hand flat against your whole pussy, rubbing indirectly over your clit. Wetness splashes out of you in endless spurts, soaking your cunt, his hand, the bed. It feels like you're coming for hours.

“No more, no more,” you finally gasp, and when you bring your hand to close over his wrist, Yoongi takes the cue and withdraws.

Your pussy, thighs, even the muscles in your ass are all trembling from overstimulation. As your knees drop in towards each other, you take a moment to let your eyes close, your pulse still racing. You feel absolutely spent.

You can’t believe you just did that. You had no idea your body was capable of such a thing. And before you can even think to stop it, you start to laugh, bringing both hands up to cover your face.

“Oh my god,” you manage to choke out between giggles, your voice muffled in your palms.

You’re vaguely aware of the mattress shifting beside you, and when you pull your hands away, Yoongi is seated next to you, running one hand gently over your arm. “Jesus, are you okay?” When you nod, he seems to relax a little.

“Yeah, but holy shit,” you gasp. “I should’ve taken you more seriously.” Your limbs feel like jello, your mind absolutely gone– you’ve officially been fingerfucked into oblivion. “I nearly died.”

“That was fucking insane,” Yoongi admits, looking mildly dazed himself. You follow his gaze across the bedspread, and your eyes go wide.

“Oh fuck, Yoongi,” you press a hand to your mouth, attempting to hold back more laughter, as you take in the extent of the damage. “Your sheets!”

A sizable wet spot has bloomed under your ass, right in the center of the bed and extending nearly half a foot down towards the end, clear as day against his gray-blue sheets.

“Why didn’t you stop me?!”

“Are you kidding?” He practically growls, free hand palming at the bulge in his briefs. “I’ll take watching you gush like that any day. I can sleep on the couch, I don’t give a fuck.”

It takes all the strength you can muster, given that your limbs still feel like they’re made of lead, but you manage to roll over onto your side to face him. You catch his working hand by the wrist with yours. “There’s always… my bed.”

“Yeah?” A smile plays at the corner of his mouth. “Think your pussy can recover on the ride over?”

You laugh softly, glancing down at the mess he’s made of you, the lingering sheen from his mouth and your own fluids. “I’m honestly not sure. She might be out of commission.” You do your best to feign innocence when you meet his gaze again with a coy smile. “But my throat is very available.”

Yoongi is already reaching for his jeans. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

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NSFW A-Z-Jimin

Request: Can you do h,x,k,f,c, j, and d for jimin?

A/N: I'm assuming this is for the NSFW A-Z. If it isn't and I've forgotten something I've posted, let me know and I'll do it again!

C(um)- I see him as being the type of person to either love cumming inside you or in your mouth. I don't think he'll like a big clean up, so something that can be cleaned right when it happens is what favors him. Plus, he really likes seeing his cum ooze out of you at the end.

F(avorite position)- He likes feeling like a manly man in your relationship, even though sometimes, his subby side does come out. I think he loves you riding him. It allows you to be on top, but also allows him to thrust up into you if he feels like you're going too slow or if he's about to cum.

H(air)- I don't see him as being hairless, but I don't see him as having a full bush, either. I think he manscapes and keeps everything trimmed and looking good!

J(erking off)- He jerks off quite a bit. Every night before he goes to bed, and whenever you call him when you're in the mood. He has a high sex drive, and jerking off helps him sleep really well at night. "I don't do it because I WANT to, I do it because I HAVE to." is something you always hear him say.

K(inks)- Overstimulation(g&r), hair pulling(g&r), dirty talk(g&r), anal(g), spanking(g)

X(ray)- I put Jimin as being a little below average. He has average girth, but length is just a little below. But don't fret, he knows exactly what to do with it to make you trembling and begging for him.

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Who Do U Love?-Shownu(M)

Request: Hi! Can I have a smutty request with shownu of Monsta X? Bonus points if it's a rare jealousy scenario? Thanks

Words: 2,860

Your chest heaved up and down as you stared at the ceiling, the flush on your body slowly starting to fade as you closed your legs. Visions of your best friend fading from your mind as the guilt of secretly fantasizing about him filled you up. You caught your breath, rolling over onto your side, wincing slightly at the feeling of your thighs rubbing together after the roller coaster ride you just took yourself on. You closed your eyes; you envisioned yourself with him, laughing as you drove down the street, his hand on your thigh as your fingers were clasped between his. You knew you'd be lying to yourself if you said it was only lust you felt for him; you've known him too long for that. He knew things about you nobody else knew.

Your phone ringing brought you out of your thoughts and you reached up to bring it to your face, seeing the name 'Joohoney' on it along with a honey pot. You slid your finger across the screen and brought it up to your ear.

"Honey pot." you said with a smile, and you heard him chuckle on the other line.

"Hey, beautiful." he said, and you could hear the smirk in his voice.

"What are you doing?"

"I was going to see if I could come over for a bit. I got bored at the house and wanted to hang out with someone. Of course, you were the first person to come to mind."

You grinned at his words, debating on whether you should let him come over or not.

"Yeah, come on. I just bought a movie today and haven't watched it, yet. You can watch it with me." you said, getting up off your bed.

"Ok, good. I'm already outside." he said with a laugh.

"Of course you are!" you said, grinning and hanging up your phone.

You walked to the front door and let him in, taking in his appearance as he walked by you. You bit the corner of your lip as you took in his plain white t shirt and his black skinny jeans. He took his shoes off by the door and walked into your living room, sitting down on the couch and making himself at home. You chuckled and shook your head, walking over to put the movie into the DVD player. You took a seat beside Jooheon, placing your head on his shoulder as the movie started. Your phone vibrated a couple minutes into it, and you looked at your phone to see your best friend's name.

Nunu: Are you busy? Thinking maybe I could come over and we could watch that movie?

You wanted to groan, you wanted to thrash on the couch like a child. You never thought you'd find yourself in this situation. Jooheon didn't like your best friend, simply because Jooheon wanted to get into your pants, and your best friend was messing that up for him. And Hyunwoo didn't like Jooheon because he knew all he was trying to do was get into your pants. Jooheon was great for a quick fuck, but every time he left, you couldn't stop yourself from picturing your best friend. It was like your heart belonged to Hyunwoo, and your pussy belonged to Jooheon.

You: I was actually about to head to bed, I have to get up early in the morning. Tomorrow night?

Nunu: Yeah, that's fine! I'll see you tomorrow night, then.

You locked your phone and threw it to the side, looking up at Jooheon to see him already staring back at you.

"Everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine." you said, nodding before turning back to the movie.

About an hour into it, you felt Jooheon's hand creep down from your shoulder onto your chest. Your breath caught when he palmed your breast, squeezing it slightly. You heard him exhale sharply from beside you and you took the opportunity to get into his lap, straddling him as your lips met his and your hands went to his hair. He kissed you back with urgency, not waiting too long before picking you up and carrying you back to the bedroom.

When you woke the next morning, you woke up alone as usual. It was normal for Jooheon to leave before you woke up, but it was never long before he was texting you again. Going between his and Hyunwoo's text threads all day nearly exhausted your brain. You had agreed to go out for lunch with Jooheon, although it took forever for the two of you to come up with a restaurant the both of you would enjoy. When it came time to get ready, you didn't do much, just pulling on some jeans and a shirt. You discarded doing your makeup and put your hair up, grabbing your bag as you left your apartment. You walked to the restaurant, your eyes resting upon Jooheon's figure as he waited outside for you. He greeted you with a smile and hug before opening the door and letting you walk in.

The two of you were seated in a corner booth, the open layout of the restaurant laid out before you to take in. You looked at Jooheon in admiration. It took someone extremely good looking to pull off even the simplest of outfits, and no matter what he wore, he always seemed to look like he was heading for the runway at a fashion show. It wasn't until your eyes landed on someone you never thought would be there that you wished you could either disappear or just melt into the floor.

"Y/n, what is it?" Jooheon asked, looking behind him to see Hyunwoo seated with his mom.

"He takes his mom out?" he asked with a snort.

"It's her birthday today." you snapped, glaring at him with your eyebrows furrowed.

You waved at him, a smile trying to tug at the corner of your mouth. He held his hand up, not meeting your eyes before he went back to conversing with his mom. Your face fell, your hand dropping to the table. Your once ravishing appetite had completely vanished, your stomach feeling hollow and uneasy.

"I have to go. " you said, quickly getting up and leaving the restaurant without glancing at Hyunwoo on your way out.

You practically ran home, slamming your door shut before locking it and sitting on your couch. Why did he have to be there right then? Why couldn't he have waited or brought her there earlier? Any chance of being with him that you possibly had, flew out the window the second Hyunwoo laid his eyes on you with another guy. God, and the way you were looking at Jooheon before you saw him there. There's no way in hell he doesn't think the two of you aren't dating. You sat back on the couch, looking at the ceiling, trying to think of something to text Hyunwoo to explain why you were out with another guy. Even though you didn't owe him an explanation.

You sat there for longer than you meant to when you were brought out of your trance by a knock on your door. Thinking it was Jooheon, you yelled out.

"I'm not in the mood, Jooheon. Please, just go home."

"I'm not Jooheon, it's nice to know you'd send him home, though." came a deeper voice from behind your door.

A voice you knew all too well, and a voice that could do unspeakable things to you without him even knowing it. You jumped up and ran to the door, looking out of the peephole to see Hyunwoo standing there, his hands in his pockets. You unlocked the door, opening it to see him towering above you with a small smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, looking up at him.

"We're watching that movie tonight, remember?" he asked, looking behind you at the TV.

Shit. How could you have forgotten about that? You stepped aside and let him walk in, his shoes joining a couple pairs of your own at the door. He grabbed the remote to the TV and turned it on as he sat down on the couch. The same exact spot Jooheon had taken up the previous night before he hoisted you up and took you to your bedroom. You sighed and walked over to sit beside him. Your eyes scanned the tv screen as he started the movie up, turning on the subtitles before walking to the kitchen and getting a bag of chips.

"Since you can't hear over the crunching." he said with a small smile, handing the chips over to you.

You gave a small smile back and took the bag from him, laying it on your lap. He laid his arm over your shoulders and you squeezed your eyes shut. As right as this felt, you couldn't bring yourself to enjoy it like you should've. Not with what you did the night before and letting Hyunwoo see you with Jooheon earlier. You wanted to say something to him about it; explain that it wasn't what it looked like and that he didn't mean anything near what Hyunwoo meant to you. That you didn't want to be with Jooheon because you were actually in love with him.  The words wouldn't come out of your mouth.

The movie flashed across your face, the lights showing in the reflection of your eyes, but your mind wasn't taking anything in. Your brain was too busy comprehending the thoughts that ran through it at a million miles per second. You didn't realize when the movie wasn't playing anymore until Hyunwoo shook your shoulder and brought you out of your thoughts.

"Are you okay? I've been calling your name for about five minutes." he said, looking down at you.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just really into the movie." you answered with a smile.

"What just happened?"

You looked up at him, your mouth open as if you were going to say something, but you knew he had caught you. He sighed as he turned the tv off and turned around to fully look at you.

"Seriously. What is going on? Is it earlier when you were with Jooheon?" he asked, a sneer trying to come onto his face as he said his name. When you didn't answer, he knew that he was right.

"It's fine that you were with him. I just wasn't expecting him to be the one you started dating. You and Jooheon don't really have that much in common." he said, looking down at his lap.

Your head shot up and your eyes were wide.

"I'm not dating Jooheon."

"You're not? Judging from the way you were looking at him earlier, I would say otherwise."

"I'm not with Jooheon. I'm never going to date Jooheon."

"I bet you're really upset about that, huh?"

Your eyebrows furrowed as he stood up, grabbing his jacket off the arm of the couch.

"What is your problem?! I told you I'm not dating Jooheon. I don't want him! Why are you so jealous?!" you yelled, watching as he started to walk away.

He turned around and rushed to you, grabbing your hips and slamming his lips onto yours. After the shock wore off, you kissed him back urgently, your fingers wrapping themselves in his hair. He picked you up easily, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you to the kitchen.

"I'm guessing Jooheon had your bedroom last night?" he asked in gasps, setting you on the counter.

You decided to ignore his little quip and tugged his shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor as your hands when to his chest. You moaned as he brought you back into another kiss, your fingertips traveling over his pecs and over his broad shoulders. You moved closer to the edge of the counter and you felt his hands at the hem of your shirt. You leaned back and raised your arms, letting him make your shirt join his. His lips went to your chest as his fingers  unclasped your bra. His mouth traveled to the tops of your breasts before he pulled your bra off and threw it. He groaned as he took one your nipples into his mouth, his tongue lighting a line of fire across your skin as he took it between his teeth.

You felt him play with the button of your jeans and you pushed yourself up so he could get them off along with your underwear. He kissed you again as you unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down enough to slide one of your hands in his boxers. He grunted when you wrapped your hand around his cock, squeezing gently.  His lips tortured your skin, his hands pushing his jeans down until they reached his ankles. He gripped your thighs, looking up at you, silently asking for permission.

You nodded and he trailed his thumb over your clit, biting his lip when he felt exactly how wet you were.

"Do you get this wet for Jooheon?" he asked quietly, almost as if he didn't mean to say it.

When you didn't answer, he slapped your thigh and forced you to look at him as he repeated his question.

"No. No, Jooheon never made me this wet." you whined.

It was true. Jooheon had never affected your body the way Hyunwoo had. He dragged you closer to the edge and you wrapped your arms around his neck. Without warning, he thrusted himself into you, your eyes squeezing shut and your nails digging into the skin of his neck. He muffled a loud groan against your skin and drew his hips back, only to snap them forward once more. Your body jerked with each thrust, your mouth falling open as soundless moans fell from your lips. He pushed your shoulder until you were laying flat against the counter and he wrapped your legs around his waist.

He hit spots he couldn't hit before with the new angle and your body reacted by tightening your legs around him and grabbing the edge of the counter. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you moaned his name, no other words coming to mind. He grunted and groaned above you, his hands gripping your waist and his eyebrows furrowed as he watched himself disappear inside of you. Sweat gathered on his forehead and one of his hands left your hip to push the hair out of his face.

"Who do you love?" he asked, his lip caught between his teeth.

You were struck speechless for a second, not knowing if he really meant to ask you that.

"Who do you love, y/n? Me or Jooheon?"

His thrusts sped up as he asked, his cock rubbing against your g spot with every thrust. You tried to talk, but words wouldn't come out of your mouth. Your body vibrated against the cool counter top, your breasts bouncing as he thrusted inside you.

"You! I love you, Hyunwoo!" you finally yelled, your nails digging into the skin of his arm as you felt your orgasm build up in your stomach.

"I can feel you tightening around me, baby. You wanna cum, huh?" he asked, gently wrapping his hand around your throat.

You nodded as best as you could, your hips rolling on their own accord as your legs started shaking.

"Hyunwoo, Hyunwoo, please." you begged, looking up at him.

"Only because you said you love me. Now, cum." he said, and your back arched off the counter as your orgasm ripped through you, coating his cock and the counter below you in your juices.

Your pussy tightening around him caused him to reach his own orgasm, growling above you as he slowed his hips down. He pulled out of you, leaning against the sink as he pulled his underwear up. You sat up on the counter and looked over at Hyunwoo, taking in his form and the look on his face.

"Did you mean it?" he asked all of a sudden and you furrowed your eyebrows.

"Did I mean what?"

"When you said you loved me."

"Yes, I meant it." you said, looking up and meeting his eyes.

He walked away from the counter and picked your shirt up, handing it to you so you could slip it back on. He stood in front of you, placing his hands on the counter on either side of you. He brought one hand up and trailed his thumb across your skin, looking into your eyes. He leaned in slowly, looking between your eyes and your lips as if waiting for you to stop him. When you didn't show him any sign of stopping him, he pressed his lips against yours. Your fingers wrapped in his hair as you brought him closer.

He stepped closer, and you could feel him step out of his jeans. You wrapped your legs around him again and he smiled as he picked you up.

"We're gonna change these sheets." he said as he walked back towards your bedroom.

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Poolside-Kihyun(M)

Request: Kihyun smut!

Words: 2,049

The world tour had finally ended after six months, and the boys were finally headed back home. You had went through the entire dorm, nit-pickingly cleaning things that didn't need to be cleaned again. You paced the room, looking at the door every five minutes. Your phone dinged and you basically jumped on the couch, hoping it would be from Kihyun saying they were about to walk through. You smiled when you read the text saying they had just pulled up and would be in the dorm within minutes. You looked through the dorm once more, making sure there wasn't anything laying in the floor or anything out of place. You heard the doorknob turn and you look to see the boys pile in, sleepiness adorning their faces, brightening when they saw you standing in the middle of the living room.

Kihyun was the last one to walk in, barely having time to let go of his bags before you were jumping into his arms. A grin spread across his face as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tight to him. You wrapped your legs around his waist and tightened your arms around his neck. You pulled back and kissed him, hugging him to you again as your fingers ran through his hair. He gently sat you back down and you looked behind you to see the boys had already taken their bags to their rooms. You helped Kihyun take his stuff back and settle it on the floor, deciding to unpack it all later. Kihyun pulled you to him, his arms draping across your shoulders.

"I have a surprise for you." he said, a smile coming up onto his face.

You looked at him, tilting your head in confusion.

"What is it?" you asked, looking down at his bags to see if you could spot anything.

"I got us a hotel room for the night. Get ready and pack overnight stuff, we'll leave in about twenty minutes." he said, his smile growing into a grin as he saw the excitement spread onto your face.

Overnight with Kihyun in a hotel room all by yourselves? You'd jump at every opportunity for that. You loved the boys more than anything, but there was nothing you wanted more than alone time with your boyfriend after he had been gone for months. You ran over to his dresser where you kept some of your clothes and picked out your bag, stuffing clothes, shower essentials, and personal items into it before zipping it up.

"Oh, take a bathing suit, they have a huge pool there." he told you, packing his own clothes into a smaller bag than the ones he already had packed.

You snooped through the drawers, hoping you had one over here from when all of you went to the beach before. You thanked the Heavens when you finally found it hidden under one of Kihyun's shirts. You packed it into your bag and heaved it over your shoulder, turning back to look at him. He straightened up and smiled when he saw you ready to go. He held out his hand and led the two of you down the hall, saying your goodbyes to everyone along the way.

"Don't cripple her!" Jooheon yelled after you.

You blushed, a smile fighting to appear on your face.

"No promises!" Kihyun yelled back, causing you to look up at him in shock.

He chuckled and the two of you headed outside to get into the car Kihyun was driving to the hotel. It wasn't a long ride, but the way he kept his hand on your thigh with his other on the wheel made it seem like it lasted a lifetime. He pulled into a parking spot close to the front and opened your door for you and getting your bag out of the backseat. He grasped your hand in his as the two of you walked through the front door and he led the way to the front desk. He checked in, handing over his card and receiving the room key in response. He let you walk into the elevator first, giving your ass a slight pat as you walked. He pressed the button for the floor and you looked around, finally landing on Kihyun as he leaned back against the wall and watching the numbers go up.

"We're gonna have fun, right?" you asked, chewing on the corner of your lip.

His mouth turned up into a smirk right when the bell dinged and the doors opened.

"Oh yeah, we're gonna have a lot of fun." he said, leading you out.

Kihyun had ordered you to put on your bathing suit, deciding to go swimming before you ate whatever he was going to have sent to the room later. You pulled your clothes on top of it and the two of you went to the pool, glad there was only one other couple in the area, taking up one corner.  The two of you walked to the opposite end, taking off your cover up clothes and laying them in one of the chairs. Kihyun let you walk in ahead of him, as always, just to get a quick look before it was covered up by the water. The cold shocked you at first, but you got used to it quick, turning around and looking behind you to see Kihyun strolling into the water like he owned the place.

You grinned and sat on the edges underneath the water. He walked over to you with a grin on his face. You immediately became scared.

"Kihyun, don't you dare..." you started, but he had you over his shoulder and into the water before you could finish your sentence.

You came back up, shooting him a death glare as he stood, looking smug. You walked over to him seductively, biting your lip and looking up at him with the most innocent look you could muster. His gaze changed and his eyes turned dark as he watched you. You walked behind him, your hands going up to his shoulders before letting your nails scratch down his back. You saw him shudder and you grinned, proud of yourself. You looked down to see how close you were to him and you moved your leg forward, hooking it around his leg and kicking, making him lose his balance and go underwater.

You stood there and waited for him to surface, a laugh escaping you when he emerged, glaring at you. He walked over to you, gripping your thighs and spreading your legs to stand between them. His hand came up to cup your cheek, his thumb hooking underneath your chin. 

"Now, why would you go and do something like that?" he asked, his head tilted as he searched your eyes with his own. 

You gulped, intimidated, but unable to look away. You found yourself scooting forward closer to him and he bit his lip as his hand went to your hips, squeezing to keep you in place. You knew what he wanted, and you would be lying if you said you didn't want it, too. 

"Kihyun, we can't. There are other people in here. They'll hear." looking toward the couple that was still in the other corner. 

"Who said anything about me letting you make noise?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed. 

Your cheeks were flushed, the water feeling hot around you all of a sudden. Kihyun sat down and pulled you down on top of him. 

"I may not be able to do all I want, but we'll both be happy." he said, looking up at you. 

You felt his hands untie the sides of your bikini bottoms and he pulled them away from you, tucking them underneath him. His fingers ghosted across your skin, avoiding where you wanted him to touch the most. 

"Kihyun, please." you whispered, trying to remember you had to be quiet. 

"What did I say about no noise?" he asked, stopping his hand. 

You leaned your head back, already fed up with his teasing. His hands continued, fingers trailing over your pussy, coming in contact with your clit and causing you to jump. He smirked as he rubbed circles around it, focusing on your face and studying the way it contorted when he played with you. He slid a finger inside of you, biting his lip at the way your nails dug into his shoulders. He slowly slid in another one, his thumb rubbing your clit as he teased you with his fingers, slowly sliding them in and out. 

"You ready for me, baby girl?" he asked, hissing when he felt you clench around his fingers. You nodded and he quickly took his cock out of his shorts, gripping your hip as he teased you once again. He ran the tip of his cock up and down your folds, tapping it on your clit, your body jumping every time he did it. He finally let you sink down onto him, and you head to bury your head in his neck and bite the skin to keep from moaning out. Kihyun always filled you up as much as possible, stretching you so deliciously. Kihyun kept moving his eyes between you and the couple in the corner, who still had no idea what was going on. He pulled you away from him, making you look down at him. 

"I want you to ride me until you cum, you better not make any noise and if you do, I'll take you off of me and we'll go back up to the room. No sex for the whole time we're here." he threatened. 

You knew he meant it, and you nodded, taking a deep breath in through your nose and letting it out of your mouth. You start moving your body, rocking it against his, the grip on your hips tightening with every motion you took. You could feel the tip of his cock hit your g spot, gasps falling from your mouth as you moved quicker, desperate to get your release. After months of not having Kihyun with you, you felt your orgasm build up quicker than you thought it would. 

"You're going to have to slow down. You're making a lot of waves." he said with a slight chuckle, his breath catching in his throat when he felt you tighten around him. 

"Oh, baby's gonna cum? Is that why you're riding daddy like you are? he asked, his voice teasing as he whispered in your ear. 

You nodded furiously, nails digging into his shoulders as you tried your best to slow down, but cum at the same time. The pace was driving you crazy and the last thing you wanted to do was slow down, but you knew if you didn't that the two of you would get caught. You could feel yourself tighten even more around him, whimpers getting caught in your throat that you had to swallow back down to keep from breaking his rule. You hands grasped the edge of the pool, your face flushed as Kihyun kept his eyes on the couple. 

The woman laughed out, echoing through the room and he saw the man turn around to see if they had disturbed you. He quickly stopped you from moving, waving at the man and sending him a smile before grabbing your hips and rutting up into you, your mouth falling open in a silent scream as you felt yourself clench around him one last time before you fell off the edge. Your body trembling and jumping made Kihyun reach his own orgasm, his mouth slack as his eyebrows furrowed and he looked up at you. He pulled you down to him, your forehead resting on his shoulder as the both of you caught your breaths. He reached underneath him and pulled out your bottoms, tying the sides back together before helping you out of the pool. 

"What do you say we go back up to the room and take a shower before the food gets there? We have about an hour left." he said with a wink in your direction. 

You smirked and nodded, taking his hand and following him out of the pool area, leaving a 'goodbye' to the couple still in the water.

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Monsta X Masterlist

Scenarios

Sohn Hyunwoo(Shownu)

Lee Hoseok(Wonho)

-Sunday Morning(M)

Lee Minhyuk

Yoo Kihyun

Chae Hyungwon

Lee Jooheon

-Nightly Routine

Im Changkyun(I.M)

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Nightly Routine-Jooheon

Request: That Wonho scenario was amazing! Can I request a fluffy Jooheon night like getting ready for bed scenario?

A/N: Thank you, love!!

Words: 1,074

The sun had set below the skyline about three hours ago, and you were sat on the couch in the living room with your boyfriend. Jooheon had you pulled to him, cuddled into his side as the credits for the movie scrolled across the screen.

"It was actually better than I thought it was going to be." Jooheon said, looking over at you.

You snorted.

"Babe, we've watched this movie a million times and this is the first time you didn't scream like a  girl when the zombie looked towards the camera."

"Yeah, but I did better than I thought I would this time!" he argued.

"It's Train to Busan. How bad could it be?"

He grinned and stood up, pulling you up with him.

"Listen. It was pretty bad the first time I watched it."

You shook your head and chuckled at him. You let him pull you down the hall, heading towards the bathroom to take a shower.

"Wanna save water?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at you.

"Sure, we'll save water. I took my shower this morning, I don't need another one considering I didn't do anything all day." you said, patting his shoulder and walking to your bedroom with a grin on your face.

You heard him sigh before he closed the bathroom door and it wasn't but a couple seconds later, he turned the water on. You pulled your hair up into a bun, knowing you'd end up burning up being under the covers with Jooheon. You walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open to clear out the fog so you could brush your teeth. You turned the water on and stuck your toothbrush under the water before putting the toothpaste on. Jooheon pulled the shower curtain back, his hair dripping water on his face.

"You couldn't shower with me, but you can come in here and brush your teeth while I'm showering?"

"Pretty much."

Jooheon turned the water off, stepping out and wrapping the towel around his waist. He walked up beside you and grabbed his own toothbrush, following the same routine you did before he started brushing his teeth. You looked at each other in the mirror and he smirked.

"What?"

"That motion looks awfully familiar."

You smacked his shoulder and rolled your eyes as he laughed. You rinsed your mouth out before putting your toothbrush back in the holder and filling your mouth with mouthwash. Jooheon followed you and the only sounds filling the room were gargling and swishing. The two of you bent down to spit it out, knocking heads in the process.

"Get your big ass head out of the way."

"Jooheon, keep it up." you threatened, knowing he knew you didn't mean it.

He smiled and followed you into the bedroom, stripping his shirt off and throwing it onto the floor.

"There's a laundry basket, literally right there." you said, pointing to a laundry basket two feet away from where his shirt was.

He rolled his eyes and picked his shirt up, throwing it into the basket before pulling the blankets back on his side of the bed and laying down. Jooheon knew about your habit of sleeping naked, but it always kind of took him off guard when he saw you stripping in front of him. You joined him in bed, groaning at the feeling of the soft mattress and even softer blankets on your skin. Jooheon moved across the bed, wrapping his arm around your waist as he laid his head on your chest. Your fingers immediately took place in his hair, running through his soft locks as you thought about how happy he made you.

To anyone on the outside, you'd think you hated each other. Constantly making remarks back and forth that neither of you meant, but were able to make it look serious. You had even fooled the boys a couple of times with your fake banter, making them think you were on the verge of breaking up, and then laughing at their facial expressions just seconds later. The thought brought up a giggle, and as hard you tried to suppress it, Jooheon felt your chest rumble with your laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Do you remember that time you had accidentally burnt dinner and I had made a comment about how if I left you, you wouldn't be able to take care of yourself? You came back with a comment of 'We'll see', and the boys thought me and you were leaving each other?"

Jooheon started laughing, his whole body shaking at the memory.

"Yeah, I remember. Minhyuk took me to the side and asked if everything was ok between us. Even after us explaining that we were playing around with each other."

You laughed and tangled your legs with his, loving the feeling of his skin against yours. You and Jooheon had been through a lot together. You were with him from the moment he began on No. Mercy and had stuck with him through everything. He made you happy and as much as he wanted to be seen as manly and for people to ask him to stop doing aegyo, he was still a floof ball when it came to you. If you didn't want to cuddle when he did, he'd start thinking he had done something or you didn't want to be with him anymore. At first, him being as sensitive as he was annoyed you, but now it was one of the things you loved most about him.

He moved his head to look up at you, smiling when he saw you already looking at him. He moved up, pressing his lips against your cheek and smiling when it made you blush.

"We literally have sex, but me kissing your cheek is what makes you blush?"

"Shut up, Jooheon. Go to sleep."

Jooheon snickered as he pulled himself closer to you, burying his face in your neck and inhaling your scent. 

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you, too baby.”

You twirled his hair between your fingers and smiled as he wrapped his arm around your waist and threw one of his legs across yours. You could stay just like this for the rest of your life and never complain once. Having Jooheon in your arms and feeling his breathing starting to even out across your neck was everything you needed. You placed a light kiss onto his forehead, feeling him smile against you before you let your eyes close.

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Anything monsta x! Soft or smut, doesn't matter! 💜

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Sunday Morning-Wonho(M)

Request: "Soft morning sex with Wonho" "Wonho smut pls (((( :"

Words: 1,125

The sun shown through the curtain and invaded your eyelids as you laid in bed next to your boyfriend. You opened your eyes, squinting as you dug your face deeper into the pillow. You smiled when you felt  Hoseok's arm curl around you tighter. Flashbacks and memories of the night before entered your mind and you blushed when you remembered the way Hoseok had his hand around your throat as he pounded into you, and the sound of his grunts and moans in your ear when he couldn't hold it back any longer. The way he had brought you to the edge multiple times before finally letting you have your release. The way you just knew you had bruises on your thighs and hips from his fingertips digging into your skin. The way he fell beside you and instantly pulled you against him as he caught his breath, feeling his chest rise and fall against your back.

You faced the brightness of the room, your eyes slowly adjusting to the light. You looked over at your clock to see it was 9 am. You rolled over carefully, not wanting to wake Hoseok up. You smiled when you laid eyes on his face. The sunlight had cast a shadow of his eyelashes across his cheeks, his mouth was parted slightly as he breathed, and his eyebrows were furrowed as he dreamed. 

Your eyes trailed down, ghosting over the his biceps and down his sides. The sheet came up to right below his belly button. Hoseok was never one to keep thick blankets on the bed as he slept. They'd start off on the bed, but he would eventually end up kicking them off onto the floor. You studied his face a bit more, nearly jumping out of your skin when his eyes opened and he caught you staring at him.

"Do you always stare at me in the mornings?" he asked, a smirk on his face and his voice heavy with sleep.

You blushed and looked down, embarrassed at the fact you just got caught.

"Not EVERY morning. But, I do enjoy looking at you when you don't have any worries filling your head." you admitted, running your fingers through his hair.

He hummed and brought you closer to him, leaning his face into your neck as he hooked your leg over his hip. You smirked when you felt his cock rub against your thigh, hard and leaking pre-cum. You bit your lip as he exhaled harshly onto your skin, his hips moving back and forth as he teased himself on your thigh. His breath was coming out in pants and he kept gripping onto your back as if he thought you were going to run away. He finally reached down and grabbed a hold of himself, sliding his cock inside you with no hesitation. He groaned as he slid himself in and out, his fingers matching up with the marks he left from the night before. You wrapped your arm around him, bringing him closer to you and he encased you in his arms, burying his face into your neck once again.

His groans filled your ears as he met your hips with his. His pace was slow, but passionate. You could tell he was doing everything he could to not go at the pace he wanted to. He wanted to take you. He wanted to make you scream for him like you had the night before. He wanted the two of you dripping in sweat, clawing at each other as if your life depended on it. But, this was different. He wanted to show you how much he loved you, no matter how roughly he had treated you the night before, delving into kinks the two of you had agreed on trying, and finding out you had really liked them. Your nails dug into his back when you felt his cock hit your g spot, and you gasped, your breasts pressed up against his chest. The friction was driving you crazy and Hoseok finally pulled back enough to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

Your fingers twisted in his hair, moving your body down to meet his hips. He groaned against your skin, moving to where he was fully on top of you. He looked down at you as he wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping himself up with his hands on either side of your head. You threw your head back as Hoseok reached deeper into your core, your hands splayed across his back as he rolled his body against yours. His teeth were bared, hisses coming from between them as he breathed in and out.

"Hoseok...." you whined, feeling the pressure build up in your stomach.

He groaned and nodded, feeling you start to clench around him.

"I'm close, too. Don't hold back, baby." he instructed.

One last thrust of his hips was all it took for you to start spiraling down over the edge, your orgasm flowing through your body, Hoseok's name leaving your lips like a chant. His own hips stuttered, feeling you tighten around him one last time.

"Fuck, I love you." he moaned, his head in the crook of your neck as he met his own orgasm.

The two of you stayed like that, your breathing starting to even and the fall and rises of your chests were starting to balance out. His thumbs were rubbing circles on your cheeks, brushing your hair out of your face as he smiled down at you.

"I could literally stay like this forever." he said as his eyes searched yours, the warmth of his body warming you to the bones.

You raised your head slightly to leave one more kiss on his lips, molding perfectly together as if the two of you were made for each other.

"Do you have anything to do today?" you asked, looking up at him.

It was usual for his days to be full and packed, not getting home until late at night. But, you were met with a shake of his head.

"Nope, I've got a full off day." he said, rolling off of you and landing on his back beside you.

The room was silent for a moment before the noticeable growl of Hoseok's stomach broke through the room.

"Hungry?" you asked with a laugh.

He chuckled and looked over at you.

"Yeah, a little. I really want some pancakes." he said with his lips in a slight pout.

You rolled your eyes and sat up on the edge of the bed, pulling your shirt and shorts on. You stood up and looked down at him.

"Well, come on, every great chef needs an assistant." you said, holding your hand out.

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Only Once?-Meanie(M)

Can you pls write #2 & #14 for the smut game, for a threesome with Wonwoo, Mingyu and female reader? (The reader is wonwoo's GF) Thanks a lot~

2.)You have got a great ass. 14.)Where do you think you’re going?”

Words: 4,063

Your lip curled back on its own as you watched Mingyu waltz across the hallway. You and your boyfriend, Wonwoo, had agreed to let Mingyu be your roommate until he saved up enough money from his job to get his own apartment. At first, it wasn't too bad; Mingyu would offer to help you cook dinner that night, or suggest that since you cooked, he would wash the dishes afterwards. However; after a while, things started changing and Mingyu mainly stayed in his room, only coming out to go to the bathroom, eat, and answer the door for one of the many girls he had over during the week. You rolled your eyes every time he pulled the door open, revealing the girl of the night wearing almost nothing and the wide grin that spread across Mingyu's face when he saw her.

You and Wonwoo would exchange weary looks, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as he pulled her towards his bedroom. At least they had the decency to keep the volume down so you and Wonwoo could get some sleep. She was always gone when you woke up the next morning, putting Mingyu even deeper into your 'avoid at all costs' list. You didn't know what had gotten into him to make him suddenly start acting that way, but you wish he would change back to how he was before. Even after him starting to bring different girls home, he had started abandoning house duties, letting his dishes pile up in the sink, or having his bedroom in a mess.

The person you had thought was your friend and helped you when he could, turned into someone that didn't care and messed everything up.

"We have to do something about him. He's not doing anything, and everything is always a mess that I have to clean up." you complained to your boyfriend one day while Mingyu was at work.

Wonwoo sighed and leaned his head back against the couch.

"I know. I don't know what's happened to him. He doesn't come out of his bedroom, and he completely avoids you altogether. When it's just me and him, he's fine. He gets home and it's like a different person takes a hold of him. I'll talk to him when we go out later on. Hopefully, we can get this worked out." Wonwoo said, grabbing your hand and bringing it up to his lips to place a soft kiss on the back of it.

You smiled and nodded, knowing if anyone could get through to him, it would be Wonwoo. They were like brothers and Mingyu knew Wonwoo better than you did sometimes. You stood up from your spot on the couch to walk into the kitchen and begin cooking dinner. Wonwoo had requested you made Kimbap, so you took out all the ingredients you'd need, popping your head around the corner when you heard the front door open to see Mingyu walk in, taking his shoes off by the door. He jerked his head towards Wonwoo as he walked towards the kitchen. When he walked in, he paused, looking between you and fridge. He slowly made his way towards the fridge door, opening it and getting out a bottle of water before leaving the room.

You looked towards Wonwoo, a bewildered look on your face, to which Wonwoo just shrugged and shook his head. You pushed it to the back of your mind and continued cooking, adding things in when they needed to be.

"Are we still going out tonight?" you heard Mingyu ask Wonwoo in the living room a few minutes later.

"Yeah, we're gonna go when we get done eating. Y/n is making Kimbap; it should almost be done. We'll eat and then head out."

Mingyu nodded his head before sitting down in the chair beside the couch, his eyes glued to the  TV as Wonwoo flipped the channel to 'Hello Counselor'. You finished up the food, fixing the plates full of food up and taking them to the table.

"Dinner's done, you guys." you announced, going back into the kitchen to get the drinks you knew they'd want.

When you got back, both of the boys were already at the table, mouths already full with their first bite. You smiled and gave them their drinks before sitting down as well. You took your first bite and flavor exploded in your mouth. You had always prided yourself on being a good cook, but since you had been dating Wonwoo, you had extended your recipes, and could cook anything Wonwoo said he wanted that night. Wonwoo never had any complaints with anything you cooked, and it made you feel good about yourself.  About half an hour later, with words only spoken between you and Wonwoo, all three plates were empty and the boys were getting up to get ready to leave.

"Want me to clean up before we go?" your boyfriend asked, shooting a glance at Mingyu.

You smiled and shook your head, leaning over to give him a quick kiss.

"No, it's okay. Go out, I'll clean it up."

He gave you one last kiss before him and Mingyu walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind him. You were left with silence surrounding you. You sighed a deep sigh and began washing the dirty dishes, setting them up so they could dry and you could put them away. You knew they would be gone for a while, so you decided to take a hot bath. You had recently bought some bath bombs you were dying to try, and figured this was as good a time as any. You walked into the bathroom, filling the tub up with hot water and some bubbles before dropping in the bath bomb. Pigment filled the water, turning it a bright teal color. You stripped off your clothes before stepping in, groaning at the feeling.

You sat down fully, the water covering you up to below your breasts. The hotness immediately started working at your sore muscles, loosening them up and relaxing you. You didn't even need music and candles to relax. The hot water and being alone was enough for you. You closed your eyes and slid down lower into the tub, letting the water run over your chest. You sighed; it had been too long since you had been able to do this. You leaned your head to the side, watching your fingers gently playing with the water, bringing your hand up so drops of water would land on the surface and cause ripples you'd follow with your eyes. Even though you didn't want to do anything, you had things to do while you were in the bath, like shave your legs and other parts that hadn't seen a razor in about a week.

You relaxed for about an hour, breathing in the smell of the bath bomb you had dropped in, filling the room with a lavender and mint fragrance. You hummed songs to yourself and made up your own dance moves in your head. Once the water had started turning cold, you grabbed your shaving cream and your razor, standing up to shave between your legs. You had made a promise to yourself to never wait this long to shave again. Once you were satisfied enough, you lathered up your legs and glided the razor across them, running your finger over your skin to make sure you had gotten it all. Your body was now baby soft and smelling amazing. Your muscles weren't tense anymore and you felt as if you could fall asleep and stay like that for about twelve hours if Wonwoo would let you.

You started draining the bathtub, getting out and wrapping a towel around you. You made your way down the hall and to your bedroom, going to your dresser to get out a tank top and a pair of the shortest shorts you owned. They were Wonwoo's favorite and you always slept in them. You dried off, throwing the towel in with the rest of the dirty clothes in the basket and walked over to your bed, pulling the blankets back on your side and slipping in, groaning when the fresh sheets made contact with your legs. There was nothing better than having clean sheets rubbing against freshly shaved legs. You'd fight anyone over that opinion. It wasn't too long before your eyes were drooping and your mind was slipping into unconsciousness.

The front door closing woke you up, your hands coming up to rub at your eyes. You glanced over at the clock to see it was 10 pm. You pulled the blankets back, and started walking towards the bedroom door before remembering the shorts you had on and slowly retreating back into the room to change into some pants. Before you could open the dresser, Wonwoo came into the bedroom, his eyes immediately darting to you bent over, your ass in the air covered by his favorite pair of shorts you had. He licked his lips and started walking towards you, his hands gripping your hips from behind you and causing you to jump.

"Goddammit, Wonwoo. You scared the hell out of me." you hissed, standing up to turn around and look at him.

He grinned and gave a small apology.

"You have got a great ass. Sit down. I gotta talk to you about something."

Your blood started running cold. When someone said they had to talk to you, it was almost never a good thing. Your mind started thinking the worst. Wonwoo had cheated on you while he was out with Mingyu, he didn't feel the same way about you anymore, he secretly thought your Kimbap tasted like shit tonight. Everything was flowing through your mind and you got scared. You sat down on the bed beside him, crossing your legs and putting your hands in your lap. You sat up straight and looked at him, your eyes searching his face for any hint of unhappiness. He seemed fine at dinner; did something change while he was out with Mingyu?

"I told you I was going to talk to Mingyu about the way he's been acting lately." he said, causing you to nod.

"Me and him talked pretty much the entire time we were gone and we came to a conclusion about why he's been avoiding you, and staying in his room all day unless he has to go to work."

You looked at him expectantly. Okay, so it didn't have anything to do with your relationship.

"He's attracted to you. He likes you. He said he thought of you as a friend at first, but when he'd help you in the kitchen, or around the house, the two of you would talk to whole time and he started feeling himself getting attracted to you, so he stopped. He thought that would make it go away and he could start hanging out with you again, but it didn't.

You felt the air rush out of your lungs with every word Wonwoo said. Mingyu was attracted to you? That's why he's been acting like an asshole?

"That still doesn't explain the massive amount of girls he's been having over every week. Not that there's anything wrong with it, it just gets annoying after a while." you said.

"He explained that, too. He thought if he slept with different girls, it would keep his mind off of you, but it didn't. He just thought about you while he was fucking them."

Your face turned red. You felt it all the way down to your chest. You had never once thought Mingyu would feel like that towards you. Thinking about you while he was fucking another girl? You wanted to feel....disgusted. But, there was a part in you that felt flattered. How was Wonwoo so calm after hearing his best friend talk about how he's attracted to her and thought about fucking her while he was with another girl?

"Where is he?" you asked, realizing you hadn't heard him close his door when they came home.

"He's in the living room. There's one last thing I have to talk to you about."

You gave him a confused look, but nodded.

"Don't freak out, and if you say no, it won't happen. We thought the best way to get him over this, would be for us to have a threesome. Let him do it once, know what it was like, and hope that will make him move on." your boyfriend let out in one quick breath.

You looked at him with your eyebrows raised. Did your boyfriend just suggest a threesome with his best friend? You had to admit, girls would have to be blind to not see how attractive Mingyu was. The way he carried himself and the clothes he wore just screamed 'confident and sexy'. Your eyes scanned the room, mentally going over what could go wrong and if it was worth doing all of this. You really wanted the old Mingyu back, but you didn't know it would involve you having sex with him to get him. Your eyes locked with Wonwoo's who was patiently waiting for your answer. He knew it was a lot to take in, and he didn't want to pressure you.

You finally nodded, looking at Wonwoo to make sure your answer hadn't upset him. You were getting a free shot to sleep with someone who came second to your boyfriend when it came to looks. And deep voices. If he sounded anything like Wonwoo during sex, you were screwed. Literally and metaphorically. Wonwoo smiled and nodded, getting off the bed and walking out of the room. You heard him say something to Mingyu, although you couldn't make out what he said. You heard footsteps come back towards the bedroom and when you looked up, Mingyu was with your boyfriend.  Wait. This was happening now? Thank God you had shaved while you were in the bath.

You looked between the two men, still trying to figure out if Wonwoo was serious. Your mind quickly decided on an answer when Mingyu pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the floor. You could feel your jaw drop as you looked over his chest, down to his stomach to the thin trail of hair that led down into the pants. You licked your lips and you heard Wonwoo chuckle.

"I told you she'd go for it. You don't see what I do." Wonwoo said.

You managed to tear your eyes away from Mingyu's body to look at your boyfriend. Were you that obvious when you were checking out Mingyu all those times? You got up on your knees, crawling to the edge of the bed. You grabbed the hem of Wonwoo's shirt and pulled him towards you, his hand coming to run through your hair. His thumb was placed on your cheek as you lifted his shirt up slightly, kissing the skin that was revealed. Wonwoo took his lip between his teeth, looking down and watching your tongue come out in random places to lick across the warm flesh. Your hands went to the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down along with his boxers.

You looked up to see him grab the back of his shirt and pull it over his head, letting it join Mingyu's on the floor. You bit your lip and you felt a second hand join in your hair and pull it into a pony tail. Mingyu's hand guided your head to Wonwoo's cock, your tongue coming out to lick a strip from the base to the tip, a hiss coming from the man above you. Your mouth entrapped the head, sucking it into your mouth as Mingyu worked you up and down. The hold on your hair got tighter as Wonwoo started thrusting into your mouth. Mingyu let go and walked to the side of the bed and you felt it dip down with his weight. He crawled behind you as you worked Wonwoo and you felt him pull your shorts down.

Mingyu's hands gripped your ass, letting one come back before slapping it onto your skin, a loud slap coursing through the room. You gasped and rocked forward, taking more of Wonwoo's cock down your throat. Wonwoo gasped and gripped your hair tighter.

"Fuck y/n, do that again." he moaned.

Mingyu slapped your other cheek, causing your body to move forward once again and the tip of his cock went down your throat once more. The vibrations of your moans raced through his body and his head tipped back at the feeling. Mingyu slid your shorts off from your feet and threw them onto the floor. You looked up to catch Wonwoo's eyes before you felt Mingyu lick a stripe up your pussy. You pulled back off of Wonwoo to let out a gasp and a low moan, feeling how Mingyu went immediately to wrap his lips around your clit and suck it into his mouth. Your legs started shaking, his tongue licking from your entrance back up to your clit. He traced circles around it, the tip of his tongue going between pressing hard and teasing you.

Wonwoo pulled you off of him, your mouth sliding off with a pop.

"Mingyu, I can't take it, I have to be inside her. You know the one rule, though."

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked back at Mingyu.

"What's the one rule?"

"I can't kiss you. And if  I fuck your pussy, I have to use a condom." he said, his voice low and his chin covered in your juices.

The sight made you wetter, and caused you to rub your thighs together to get some friction.

"What do you mean IF you fuck my pussy?"

"Well, you do have another hole besides your mouth. And as much as I want to feel your mouth wrapped around me, something tells me the other one is so much more tighter." he said, a smirk on his face.

You blushed at the thought of someone fucking your ass, but turned you on at the same time. You slowly nodded, looking at Wonwoo. He laid down on the bed and tapped his thigh, signaling for you to get on top of him. You straddled his waist, reaching to your shirt and taking it off, throwing it off the side of the bed. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled your chest down to him, his tongue running over on of your nipples before his mouth closed around it. You groaned, biting your lip and running your fingers through Wonwoo's hair. You felt Mingyu get on the bed behind you and heard him pop open a bottle of lube you and Wonwoo kept, just in case you decided to do anal.

You heard him pump himself behind you, squelching noises filling the room. He put a bit more on his fingers and spread your ass, running his fingers across your hole. You jumped at the coldness, pushing your chest even more into Wonwoo's face.

"I tried to warm it up before I put it on you." Mingyu said, but you could hear the grin in his voice.

Wonwoo paid attention to your other nipple, sucking on it until a bruise formed beside your nipple, taking the peak between his teeth and pulling on it.

"I'll go first." Wonwoo said after hearing that Mingyu was done with the lube.

He grabbed your hips and teased your folds with his cock, getting it wet before slowly sliding inside, groaning when your tightness wrapped around him. He thrusted a few more times before stopping and holding you still as Mingyu crept closer. You felt the head of his cock press against your hole and you tensed, knowing it was going to be painful.

"Relax. It'll hurt less if you relax." Wonwoo whispered, reaching between you to start rubbing figure eights onto your clit.

You moaned, your body relaxing at the feeling of his fingers working wonders against your clit. Mingyu pressed forward, the tip of his cock sliding in deeper, causing you to hiss.

"It's okay baby, it's okay. Just a little bit more." Wonwoo whispered as he ran his hands over your hair.

"I'm trying to go slow, babe. I promise." Mingyu gasped from behind you.

You were already squeezing him tight, and he didn't know how long he would last once he was fully sheathed inside you. He gripped your hips, moving forward just a little bit every couple of seconds. You grit your teeth, your eyes squeezing shut as he eased himself in. When he was finally fully inside you, he groaned, his hands squeezing your ass harshly. Wonwoo started moving inside you and your mouth fell open in a quiet moan at the feeling of being stuffed. Mingyu pulled back slowly before thrusting forward again, a whimper falling from your lips.

"Do you want me to keep moving?" he asked you, his fingers still having a death grip on your ass.

You nodded, your head falling forward onto Wonwoo's chest as he pulled back once more and thrusted into you. The pain was now going away and being replaced by pure pleasure, once Wonwoo slid out, Mingyu would slide in and vice versa. They soon built up a rhythm, sliding in and out of you with ease.

"Fuck, your ass is so fucking tight. I'm not gonna last long." Mingyu moaned, leaning forward to grip your hair and pull, tugging your head back.

You tried to move away from the feeling, the nerves inside you tingling with every thrust he made and you were trying not to cum too soon.

"Where do you think you're going?" Mingyu asked, bringing you back to him.

He looked down and watched himself slide in and out of you, your ass bouncing with every land against his thighs. He pulled his hand back to let it slap against your ass, your pussy clenching around Wonwoo's cock and causing him to groan.

"Do that again, and I'm not gonna last. I didn't think it would feel this good." he moaned, thrusting up inside you as Mingyu pulled out.

You couldn't make any sounds even if you wanted to, the feeling of being so full was nearly taking your breath away. Every moan came out as a sigh or nothing at all. You felt them gather speed, Wonwoo's hips thrusting up into yours. Your hands went up to grip the headboard, your breasts bouncing in your boyfriends face as he stuck his tongue out to lick over one every time it bounced. You felt the white hot sensation in your lower stomach and you knew it was only a matter of seconds before you came. Your pussy clenched around Wonwoo again and he threw his head back as his hips stuttered.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." he moaned, thrusting up into you faster, making Mingyu speed his own thrusts up.

The sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, along with Mingyu's grunts and Wonwoo's groans. Your voice finally broke through as your orgasm washed through you, a loud shout of their names filling the room as your juices ran over Wonwoo's cock, causing him to cum inside you, his body jerking as he came. Mingyu was next, cumming right after Wonwoo, filling up your ass with cum as he slowed down, pulling out of you after the last spurt filled you up. He fell onto the bed, his chest rising and falling with every breath as you collapsed down onto Wonwoo's chest.

"Holy fuck, that was fantastic." Wonwoo groaned, wiping the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his arm.

You caught your breath, looking up at him as he tried to control his breathing. You rolled off of him, wincing when his cock slipped out of you and laid down between the two guys you lived with. Mingyu stood up, grabbing his underwear before sliding them on and fetching his jeans. He turned around to cast one last glance at your naked body and smirked. Wonwoo wrapped his arm around you, pulling you to him as he kissed you softly. Mingyu turned around to walk towards the door, and stopped once he got out into the hallway.

"Next time, I get her pussy."

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Down Low-JinGyeom(M)

Can I request a yugyeomxjinyoung smut where yugyeom is the sub? Thanks!

Words: 1,484

A/N: I'm not going to lie, this may not be the best thing  I've ever written. It's my first time writing something like this, so bare with me! I'm getting used to it.

Jinyoung shoved Yugyeom into the bedroom, thankful the rest of the guys felt like going out to eat tonight. The both of them had passed with the excuse they were tired and were just going to go to bed. The boys said they would bring them something back in case they woke up hungry to which Jinyoung and Yugyeom thanked them before locking the door behind them as they left.

"I didn't think they'd ever fucking leave." Jinyoung growled, pulling Yugyeom to him and crashing his lips against the younger's.

Yugyeom snaked his tongue along Jinyoung's bottom lip and he growled, biting Yugyeom's lip. Yugyeom whined and wrapped his arms around Jinyoung's waist, pulling him even closer. Jinyoung pulled away, taking Yugyeom's bottom lip with him, and pushed him down onto the bed. He crawled on top, pushing up Yugyeom's shirt as he went. His tongue traced over his nipple, fingernails scratching down the tattoos on his sides. Yugyeom's back arched off the bed, biting his lip to keep his moans in.

"Nuh uh, let me hear you. Don't keep them in." Jinyoung demanded, pulling Yugyeom's bottom lip from his teeth.

He went lower, his fingers sliding down the basketball shorts and boxers Yugyeom was wearing, his cock slapping up against his stomach. He wrapped his hand around him, a groan falling from Yugyeom's mouth as Jinyoung started pumping him, squeezing slightly with every sound Yugyeom made.

"That's it, moan for me. Let me hear it."

After a few more minutes of jerking him off, Jinyoung sat up, pulling his shirt over his head and instructing Yugyeom to do the same. Clothes piled onto the floor and Jinyoung sat back on the bed, fisting his cock as he watched Yugyeom climb back onto the bed. He situated himself between his legs and looked up at him as he let a trail of spit fall from his lips and land on Jinyoung's cock, before using it as lubrication to start jerking him off. Jinyoung groaned, loving the feeling of Yugyeom's soft hand wrapped around him, nearly jumping off the bed when he let his mouth join in.

Jinyoung's hand went to Yugyeom's head, his fingers knotting in his hair as he guided him up and down, making him take more of his cock every time he went down. Jinyoung grunted when Yugyeom's nose touched his abdomen, keeping him there until Yugyeom couldn't breathe before letting him back up. Yugyeom's nails were digging into Jinyoung's thighs, creating a pain that only fueled him on as he continued to fuck the younger boy's throat. He had been thinking all day about what Yugyeom's mouth felt like around him, craving it like an addict.

"Fuck, you suck my cock so good." Jinyoung praised, his mouth dropping open at the vibration of Yugyeom's moan.

Jinyoung had always known Yugyeom had a praise kink; he loved it when he was told he was doing well, from dancing to sucking cock, any praise got him going.

Yugyeom was driving Jinyoung wild with his mouth, his tongue darting out in random spots to lick across the skin. He moved up to pay attention to the head of his cock while his hand pumped him faster, his mouth caving in from the amount of suction he was giving. Jinyoung moaned, pulling Yugyeom's hair harder at the feeling.

"If you keep doing that, I'm going to cum faster than I wanted. Get the fuck up." he demanded, pushing Yugyeom off of his cock.

Jinyoung got up on his knees, reaching between their bodies to take Yugyeom into his hand and tease him, trailing his finger on the underside of his head, causing Yugyeom to thrust his hips forward.

"Don't move. If you move, I'm not going to fuck that ass like you want me to, do you understand?"

Yugyeom nodded, doing everything he could to not move his body, craving feeling Jinyoung thrust into him like he always did, just how he liked it. Jinyoung let him go and moved behind him, pushing on his back to make him fall forward. He leaned over and grabbed the lube from the nightstand, squirting out a good amount before rubbing it all over his cock and spreading Yugyeom's ass to lubricate his hole. The site of Yugyeom being spread open like that in front of him was enough to drive him wild, but he had to keep his emotions under control. It had been too long since he had been inside him since they had been on tour and weren't rooming together.

Late night texts weren't enough when he knew Yugyeom was just in the next room, trying to be quiet to not wake up Bambam. When he was satisfied with the lubrication, he pressed the head of his cock against Yugyeom's hole, pressing forward slightly, just enough to let the head go in. Jinyoung hissed at the tightness, his hole squeezing around his cock almost made him cum right then and there. He moved forward a tad more, letting more of his cock slip inside Yugyeom, whines and moans falling from the maknae's lips at the feeling of being stretched.

"I missed your tight ass. Squeezing around my cock, milking me for everything I have. Fuck." Jinyoung moaned, bottoming out and pausing to get used to the feeling.

He waited for a couple seconds before pulling back and thrusting forward again, a grunt falling from his lips as his eyes trailed over the tattoo on Yugyeom's shoulders. Everyone always thought of him as not being into someone with tattoos, preferring someone that looked untainted and innocent, not knowing he was actually the complete opposite. Tattoos drove him wild, especially when it was on someone he had already found attractive.

He slowly started building up speed, the sound of his skin slapping against Yugyeom's filling the room, mixed in with his whines and loud moans. Jinyoung's hands gripped Yugyeom's hips, pulling his body back onto him as he thrusted forward. He knew from the sounds he was making that he was hitting his prostate, using it to his advantage as he kept thrusting, breathing in and out through his teeth to keep himself grounded.

His eyes moved down, noticing Yugyeom's arm was moving up and down, signalling he was jerking himself off as Jinyoung fucked him, and the thought caused his eyes to roll into the back of his head. He raised his hand, slapping it down onto Yugyeom's ass cheek, a loud slap echoing through the room. 

Yugyeom jolted forward, squeezing his cock harder at the feeling, pleasure coursing through his veins as Jinyoung repeatedly slammed against his prostate. He was going to cum soon, he could feel it. The white hot burning sensation was building in his lower stomach, getting stronger and stronger with each thrust.

"Don't fucking cum. Don't cum until I tell you to." Jinyoung said, gripping  Yugyeom's ass as he thrusted into him faster.

He didn't know why he was denying Yugyeom his orgasm when his own was right there as well. Moans fell from his lips, his hips stuttering as Yugyeom did his best to fight his orgasm off for at least a couple more minutes. Jinyoung's eyes squeezed closed, thrusting as hard as he could to get to his orgasm, his body feeling like it was teasing itself; getting him to the point before edging away slowly. He was determined to cum; and he had a feeling this was going to be his strongest orgasm yet. His hips stuttered more before he let out one last loud moan.

"Fucking cum." he nearly yelled, pulling out and letting his cum shoot across Yugyeom's ass, moaning more as he saw Yugyeom's own cum drip down onto the bed beneath him as he moaned out Jinyoung’s name.

Jinyoung fell onto his back beside Yugyeom, gaining his breath before getting up and going to get some tissue to clean up his ass and back. He threw the tissue away as Yugyeom wiped off the bed sheets, throwing them into the trash can beside the bed. He laid on his back, his chest heaving as he looked over to meet eyes with Jinyoung. A small laugh was shared between them as Jinyoung let out a sigh.

"We better get dressed and at least look like we're sleeping." he said, pointing towards the clothes that still littered the floor.

Yugyeom nodded and stood up, grabbing Jinyoung's clothes and throwing them in his direction before pulling his boxers back up his legs. Yugyeom never slept in much; boxers being the only thing needed in case one of the members were doing a VLive and decided to come wake him up and fuck with him until he actually got up. He learned awfully quickly to play it safe when it comes to them. Jinyoung left the room, bidding Yugyeom one last goodbye before closing the door behind him.

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Our Dawn Is Hotter Than Day-DK

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The back of both jeeps were jammed full of things you would need at the beach. Thirteen of your best friends finally managed to get enough time off to actually do things, so the first person they called was you. You had already been complaining that you missed them, blowing up group chats and one-on-one conversations. You had met them when you were a trainee at Pledis, joining at the same time as them. You had hit it off immediately with a couple of them, and some took longer than others. Wonwoo was especially hard to get close to considering he never talked unless it was a couple words at a time. Seokmin and Soonyoung were the two you got close to at first, along with Samuel.

You smiled at the memory of you first meeting them, the memory never going away since it brought you thirteen people you'd do anything for and would do anything for you. You were brought back to reality at Mingyu wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

"I don't want to hear that you miss us for about two weeks after this, noona. We're spending literally all day and all night together. We have a lot planned today, so if we want to do everything, we better get going." he said, pointing towards the back of one of the jeeps.

You nodded and climbed in, grinning as Seungcheol got behind the wheel.

"We'll meet in the parking lot. I don't think a lot of people will be there, so we should be okay." he called to Minghao, who was driving the other jeep.

Minghao nodded and started up the vehicle, pulling off in front of Seungcheol. Mingyu, Jihoon, Seungcheol, Vernon, and Wonwoo were in the jeep with you, you being crammed between Wonwoo and Mingyu. Minghao, Jun, Soonyoung, Seungkwan, Chan, and Joshua were in the other jeep. Seokmin and Jeonghan had went to the beach about an hour earlier to set up some of the stuff you knew you wouldn't have been able to fit in the jeeps.

"I'm sorry I've been blowing you guys up. I know you've been working, and I understand everything. I just got lonely." you explained, looking between the guys with a guilty smile on your face.

"If your drunk texts at 2 am told us anything, it was exactly what you just said." Seungcheol said, looking at you from the rear view mirror.

You grinned and flipped him off, his grin taking up the whole reflection. You sat up from your spot, sitting on the top of the seat, the wind whipping your hair around and cooling your face down. You looked in front of you and saw the other jeep, your eyes settling on Soonyoung doing the same as you. You grinned and leaned your head back, the chill welcoming against your throat and neck, a smile spread across your face as Mingyu and Wonwoo grabbed your leg in case you leaned back just a little too far. The wind died down as Seungcheol pulled into the parking lot, stopping right beside the other jeep.

You looked over and saw only two people were on the beach-Seokmin and Jeonghan. They were waving their arms, grins on their faces as everyone jumped out of the vehicles and ran onto the sand.

"Hey! We have to unpack everything!" Seungcheol yelled after them, sighing when he saw there was no way they were slowing down.

You laughed and walked up beside him.

"I'll help you. We don't need to take everything out right now. Just the basics." you said as you walked around and started taking out towels and bags of spare clothes.

Seunghcheol thanked you as he started taking things out of the other jeep, including a couple boxed floats and an air pump.

"We have a battery operated one in here, but because they wouldn't help, they have to pump it by hand." he said, mostly to himself.

You grinned and shook your head, closing the door and heading over to where the guys were. Soonyoung took the towels from you, laying them down on the sand as you sat down the bags of clothes. Seungcheol walked up beside you, throwing a box to Seungkwan and another one to Joshua. He sat the air pump down and told them to have fun before shedding his shirt and running into the water. You grinned and watched after them.

"Sunblock's in one of the bags with clothes." you said before pulling your summer dress off to expose your bikini before running towards the water.

You dived underneath, the feeling of the water traveling through your hair making you wish you could stay underwater forever. Your face broke the surface, taking in a deep breath before you were being lifted completely up. A loud shriek sounded through the air as you looked down and saw Seokmin underneath you, hoisting you up onto his shoulders.

"Come on noona, you're playing." was all he said before he was turning around to face Vernon on top of Jun's shoulders.

A blush spread across your cheeks at the feeling of Seokmin's head between your thighs. You had never told anyone about your little crush on Seokmin that you had developed about one year ago. Nobody knew that you even looked at Seokmin that way, and that's the way you wanted to keep it. You grabbed Vernon's hands, intertwining your fingers as the two of you pushed with all your might. You ended up with the upper hand as you watched Jun slowly start to topple back.

"Fuck! No!!" Vernon yelled before he went underwater.

You laughed and did a little dance before remembering you were on Seokmin's shoulders and the blush came back. Minghao decided he wanted to go up against you next, and one after one, you went through every member except for Jun and Seokmin. Vernon had you up on his shoulders as Mingyu had Jun.

"You ready to lose, Wen Junhui?" you asked, a grin plastered on your face.

"Ha! Not in the slightest." he said, before making a move towards you.

Both you and Vernon saw it happen, so Vernon just stepped aside as Jun fell forward, body hitting the water. You grinned in victory as Seokmin sauntered up and signaled Mingyu to get him up.

"You may have done a good job with the rest of 'em. But, there's no way in hell you're beating me." he said confidently.

You grinned and nodded.

"We'll see, won't we?" you asked, the two of you making a move at the exact same time.

Mingyu and Vernon shared a look and the two of you were flying through the air, you having just enough time to hold your nose before you went under. You came back up, wiping your face off before swimming over to Vernon and ducking him under the water.

"You asshole, I would have won!" you yelled playfully.

He grinned an shrugged.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I lost my footing." he said with a sly smile.

"Y/n!" you heard from a distance and turned your head to see Seungkwan patting the unicorn float that Seungcheol brought from the jeep.

You swam over, smiling as Seungkwan helped you up onto it, the sun warming the plastic up. You let the water drift you off, splashing water onto your thighs every now and then when they got too hot.

"Need a personal thigh wetter?" you heard from beside you, and you looked over to see Seokmin floating beside you.

You laughed and looked over at him, shaking your head when you saw him motion towards the other end of the float.

"Get your own, Seokmin." you hushed, stretching out until your entire body took up the length of the float. You watched as he pouted, but jumped onto the float anyways.

"Seokmin! You're going to tip us over!" you yelled, grinning and trying to regain balance of the float.

"We'll be okay, I'm not going to make you fall in."

You sat back and closed your eyes, listening to the waves crash against the plastic underneath you and the birds that flew overhead. The yells and laughs from the rest of the group sounded behind you and you smiled. You felt something nudge your leg and you opened your eyes to see Seokmin grinning at you. He shot you a wink and you grinned, closing your eyes and shaking your head.

"Do it again, and I'm pushing you over board." you warned, but the grin on your face took out all seriousness in your voice.

"Seventeen......and co!" you heard Seungcheol yell.

You and Seokmin looked over towards the beach to see him waving his arms wildly in the air. Seokmin jumped off the float, swimming behind it to push you up to the rest of the group. You laughed and sat up straight, raising your hands in the air. You arrived at the edge of the water and you climbed off the float, Seokmin helping you to your feet once you hit the sand.

"What's going on?" you asked, standing between Vernon and Chan.

"It's about time to head to the room. We got top floor and we still have stuff to do. We need to go by the store and get what we need for tonight. Let's go change. Y/n set the clothes by the towels." Seungcheol said, looking around at everyone.

Everyone walked over and grabbed their clothes before walking to the bathroom by the parking lot. You walked in, still hearing the boys' laughter, only louder because of the echo. You smiled to yourself, shedding your bikini and drying off before pulling on your shorts and tank top. You walked out, seeing all the boys waiting for you by the jeeps.

"Aahhh, nice!" Jun yelled, noticing the Seventeen logo printed on the front.

You grinned and walked with the group to the jeeps, trying to decide where Seokmin and Jeonghan should sit.

"Seokmin can sit between me and Wonwoo. Y/n, are you comfortable enough to sit on a lap?" Mingyu asked.

You nodded and walked to the jeep, climbing in after the boys, sitting in Mingyu's lap and laying your legs across the others. Seungcheol drove to the grocery store, pulling into a parking spot near the front and waiting for the others to get here. You all piled into the store, grabbing carts and heading in different directions to get what was needed.

"Anything in particular that you want?" Soonyoung asked you as you walked down the aisle.

You thought about it for a minute before grinning.

"Yeah, I want some pork dumplings. I've been craving them for weeks now."

He grinned and walked to where the dumplings were, grabbing a bag and throwing them into the cart. About an hour later, all of the shopping was done and food was bought. You managed to cram the bags into the jeeps and you were off to the building where your room was. The bags were hauled up to the room in one trip, each member taking at least one bag and taking turns in the elevator. When you all got up to the room, everyone started setting stuff onto the counters, organizing them with what they belonged with.

"Okay, everyone rinse off before we get started making the mixed noodles, Budae Jjigae, and meat. Mingyu, can you do the meat? Jihoon will do the mixed noodles, and Seokmin will do the Budae Jjigae." Wonwoo said before heading out to help Soonyoung and Joshua set up tables and chairs.

Everyone took turns in the shower, not taking the time to take a full one, just enough to rinse the salt water out of their hair and off their bodies. You slid your clothes back on, knowing they weren't dirty. You walked in to see the guys already getting stuff ready to start cooking.

"I'll do the Budae Jjigae first, then Jihoon can do the mixed noodles." Seokmin said, grabbing a pot and the ingredients from the pile.

"Need help?" you asked Seokmin, walking over to stand beside him.

"Yeah, can you get the spam and ramen? I'm going to add it in at the end." he said, looking over at you from underneath his still wet hair.

You nodded and walked over to the bags of food you had gotten, throwing your dumplings in the freezer before getting the spam and ramen out. You sat them on the counter and watched as he worked, acting as his taste tester and telling him what he needed more of. As you sat there, you thought about how you hadn't spent as much time with the rest of the members as you had with Seokmin today. You looked outside to see them running around setting up plates and bowls. You grinned when you saw Chan at the grill.

"Chan's grilling the meat?" you asked, looking over at Seokmin.

He looked outside and chuckled.

"Nine times out of ten, Seungcheol will start instructing him and then Mingyu will just take over." he said with a grin.

You jumped up onto the counter and swung your legs, humming the melody to 'Thanks'.

"You really live for Seventeen, huh?" Seokmin teased, stepping closer to you so he was in front of you.

"I do. I love you guys." you said, staring into his eyes.

He took a step closer, standing slightly between your legs as he placed his hands on the counter on either side of you. He took the next couple of steps carefully, and soon he was standing right against the counter and his face was in front of yours. His eyes trailed from your eyes to your lips and it took everything in you to not lean forward and let them meet his.

"Time to start the meat?" Chan asked, peeking his head into the room.

Seokmin jumped from you like he had been electrocuted and looked towards Chan.

"Yeah, I'm about to add the ramen and start the spam now." he said, grabbing a container of spam.

Chan nodded, looking between the two of you and smiled slightly before walking out. You looked over at Seokmin to see him opening the can and cutting it into slices before adding them to skillet to brown. A blush was spread across his face and his eyebrows were furrowed. Neither of you said anything, and the tension was thick in the air. You cleared your throat and looked over at him.

"I'm gonna go see if they need any help outside." you said, hopping down from the counter.

"Yeah, yeah, sounds good." he said, looking up at you momentarily before going back to flipping the spam over and adding the ramen into the boiling soup.

You walked out and looked over at Chan, who was looking at you with his eyebrows raised. You quickly looked away and asked Vernon if he needed help setting up.

"We've got it pretty much done. We just have to set out something for Seokmin to put the pot on." he said, looking around for a towel to place on the table.

You nodded when everyone told you they were done with what they had to do and they took their seats at the table. You looked back inside and saw Seokmin adding the ramen into the pot and a feeling of wanting to just walk in there and kiss him came to the front of your mind. You shook your head, along with that feeling, away and watched as Jeonghan scrolled through his phone which was hooked up to the speakers.

Music blared out from around you and you saw Seokmin's head pop up to look outside. Your eyes met his and he smiled slightly before continuing what he was doing.

"Just go in there and do it." you heard someone whisper from behind you and you jumped around to see Chan standing there.

"What are you talking about?"

"Noona, everyone's noticed how you and him have been acting today. Seokmin couldn't stay away from you, and even if he was, his eyes stayed glued to you." he said, looking into the building.

You blushed and looked down at your feet, playing with your hands as the wind blew your hair across your face. Chan patted your back before he walked away, leaving you alone with your thoughts. A few minutes later, Seokmin was walking outside with a big, steaming pot of soup and sat it down on the towel Vernon had laid out. Seokmin filled his bowl with ramen, spam, and veggies before sitting down in his seat.

"Y/n, get you a bowl before they eat it all." Seungkwan said with a grin.

You smiled and helped yourself to a bowl before taking the only seat open-next to Seokmin. You had always known he was a good cook, but you didn't know he could be that good.

"This is great." you told him, making your eyes meet his.

"Thanks, noona." he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners with the grin he gave you.

Seokmin was one of the few who never used formal names for you after you had told them they didn't have to. The fact he was using them now confused you. Had what happened in the kitchen affected your friendship already? The smile faded from your face and you ate the rest of your food quietly, deciding to stay in the background and let the guys have their fun. Jihoon started the mixed noodles while the first round of meat was pulled from the grill. Just as Seokmin predicted, Mingyu had taken over the grill.

You watched as member after member took pieces of meat and popped one into their mouth. You pulled your legs into your chair, wrapping your arms around them and laying your head down. The next couple of minutes passed by with the laughs of the guys and chewing of meat until Jihoon came out with the mixed noodles. More bowls were filled and mixed with meat, mouthfuls of food being swallowed down. You stood up and walked into the kitchen now that it was empty and leaned against the counter.

"Why aren't you eating? And why aren't you outside with us?" you heard a voice ask you, and you knew it was Seokmin.

You shrugged and brought your head back up to look at him.

"Guess I got full off your food." you said with a small smile.

He walked over to you so he was standing in front of you.

"Noona, you know I know better." he said, his face serious.

You searched his eyes, not knowing how to tell him that you liked him and wanted him to kiss you like he was going to before Chan walked in earlier. You stood up straighter, your eyes moving down to his lips.

"What is going on between us?" he asked, looking down at you.

You sighed and looked down at your feet again, knowing what you wanted it to be, but not knowing how to tell him. You felt his finger underneath your chin and he made you look at him. He slowly started to lean down, looking between your eyes and your lips, giving you every opportunity to stop him. You closed your eyes as he got closer, his breath hitting your face.

"Oh! Turn on Our Dawn Is Hotter Than Day!" Seungcheol yelled out and the two of you looked outside to see fireworks going off in the distance.

You ran outside, walking over to the edge of the balcony, feeling Seokmin stand behind you and place his hand on the rail over yours. You smiled as you watched the colors explode in the sky, loud pops and bangs echoing through the air along with ooh's and aah's from the boys. Seokmin grabbed your hand and walked you back from the boys, walking until you stood in the middle of the balcony. He placed his hands on each side of your face before lowering his head down to yours.

Your lips finally met and just like the fireworks in the sky, you saw them behind your eyes. His lips were soft against yours, moving expertly. Your hands went to his hair, fingers running between the strands as the boys kept yelling from behind you. You smiled, breaking the kiss and moving back to look at him. He picked you up and spun you around, placing you back down on your feet so you could go finish watching the fireworks. When you turned around to walk back, you saw twelve sets of eyes on you, grins spread across their faces. You blushed as they yelled and raised their fists in the air.

"It's about damn time!" Vernon yelled, eating one last bite of meat and noodles.

You grinned and Seokmin leaned down to kiss you once more, his lips parting from yours, but keeping your foreheads pressed together.

"I say it's a good night to sleep outside. What do you guys think?" Seungcheol asked.

Everyone took all the mattresses, blankets, and pillows outside, setting them in random spots and laying down on them, covering up and getting comfortable enough to fall asleep. You laid next to Seokmin and the two of you stared at the stars together. Words needed to be said, but both of you too shy to say them around the boys right now. Holding hands and quick kisses were enough at the time to let each other know how you felt, and that's all you needed. One last kiss before you were laying your head on his chest and falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the feeling of his arms wrapped around you.

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Mullet-Jaebum(M)

Request: can you write a jb with his mullet?? It’s currently my kink

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You were waiting for your boyfriend, Jaebum, to get back from filming GOT7's episode of MOAM. You glanced at the clock, sighing when you saw there was still a couple hours left until he would be back. You hated when he had to film something; you never knew what he would be back or if he would return when he said he would. You fell back against the bed, looking up at the ceiling and thinking about the night before. Jaebum had your leg over his shoulder, sweat dripping off of the ends of his hair as he pounded into you. His abdominal muscles flexing underneath his skin as his thrusted, grunts and moans falling from his lips.

You squeezed your legs together, hoping to get some kind of friction, but gave up when it wasn't doing enough to get you there. You couldn't stop your thoughts reeling inside your head. Jaebum's body literally drove you crazy. He had begun working out recently and it was already starting to pay off, his shirts getting a little bit tighter every couple of weeks. He walked around the house with no shirt on, purposely doing things that would make him flex his arms and cause his muscles to show. The images flashed through your mind like a scene of a movie on repeat. You placed your hands over your eyes in hopes that would make them stop, but of course, they didn't.

You were so caught up in your thoughts, you didn't notice your boyfriend standing in the doorway to your bedroom; you jumped when he cleared his throat, looking at you with a grin on his face.

"You okay?" he asked, as he walked towards the bed and laid down beside you.

You nodded and turned to him, forcing a smile on your face.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just...thinking."

"Thinking about what?" he asked as he slid his hand over your stomach to rest on your hip.

You licked your lips, the feeling of his hand sliding across you only bringing your thoughts back.

"It's nothing important. How was filming?"

He shrugged and let his eyes wander over your body.

"It was fun. We finished early since the games went by quicker than we thought they would. The boys had the time of their lives. A lot of penalties." he said with a chuckle.

You smiled and looked up at the ceiling, your eyes finally taking in how tight his shirt was. Your blood was rushing through your veins and it felt like the bedroom was floating in a pool of lava. You're surprised you haven't given away what was wrong with you, but you were slightly proud of yourself as well. Jaebum always prided himself on knowing when you were horny and what got you that way. You heard him laugh from beside you and before you knew it, he was straddling your body, his hands grabbing yours to hold them above your head.

"If you ask me, I'd say you were thinking about something dirty when I got home. What were you thinking about? Me leaving hickeys all over your neck? My tongue running over your body? How I fuck you until you're sore and can't walk the next day? Or was it how I eat your pussy until you gush all over the bed?"

By the time he was done talking, you were panting, your nails digging into the palms of your hands as you struggled to swallow the saliva that had gathered in your mouth from his words. You looked up at him, your face red and hot as he stared back down at you. You felt his cock against your stomach, hard and pulsing. You stared at each other for a millisecond before he was tearing his shirt off, throwing it to the floor as you sat up and pulled your own off, letting it join his. He reached behind you, unclasping your bra and throwing it to the side before he leaned down and flattened his tongue over your nipple, running across it before taking it into his mouth.

You gasped at the feeling, your fingers going to his hair, tugging slightly. He groaned and just the sound made your back arch off the bed, his fingers going to the waist band of your shorts and pulling them down. Your hands trailed to his back and you moaned at the way your fingers dipped and raised with the muscles on his back, your nails digging in slightly. You moved your hands between you, pulling at the strings on his sweatpants. He took your hint and sat back up, his fingers playing an fiddling with the white fabric. He slid his thumb down into the waistband, pulling it from his stomach and down to where you could get a sneak peek of the low trimmed hair and smirked when you gasped and bit the corner of your lip.

"Baby, please. Don't tease me." you begged, your eyes meeting his.

His smirk grew and he got off the bed, pushing his pants down before kicking them off to the side, leaving him in his boxer briefs, the black material clinging to his thighs. Your mouth watered when you saw the curve of his cock, pushing against his underwear. You sat up, throwing your legs off the side of the bed and lowering yourself down to your knees. He smirked again as he sat in the chair at your computer desk.

"Crawl."

The one word made your wetness slide between your thighs, your weight shifting from your knees to your hands as you made your way over. Your eyes never left his and you saw his breathing pick up as you finally reached him and trailed your hands up his thighs. Your fingers reached his waistband and he lifted his hips so you could pull his underwear down and fling them to the side. He looked down at you with hooded eyes as he followed your every move. You grabbed the base of his cock and he hissed at the feeling. His hands were already moving to thread through your hair. You licked up his cock, your eyes staring into his as you slowly took him into your mouth, fighting your gag reflex as you felt him go down your throat.

"Fuck." he groaned, his fingers tightening their hold.

It spurred you on and you started moving your head back and forth, your suction getting tighter the more you sucked on him. You felt his hand start to guide you and you let him take control, moving your head at the pace he wanted. His hips started jerking up, and you could feel his cock start pulsing signaling that he was close. His grip on your hair was almost painful, and you pulled back right when he was about to cum. You sat back on your thighs and looked up at him with a smile as he stared back at you like you had just committed the biggest sin possible. He stood up from the chair, pulling you up by your hair and pushing you onto the bed.

He bent you over the side, your chest flat against the sheets and you felt him spread you open. You looked between your legs and saw him on his knees, and then you felt his tongue run up your list. You gasped, your toes curling as your gripped the sheets beneath you.

"Fuck, Jaebum." you moaned, the feeling of his tongue circling your clit running through your body.

You heard him groan as he pushed his tongue inside you, causing your body to move up as a choked moan left your mouth. He tongue fucked you, drinking up your juices as if he hadn't had anything to drink in a month. His hands gripped your ass, fingertips surely leaving bruises. Slurping noises filled the room as his tongue roamed your pussy, sucking at random spots and licking at others. You reached back to grab a hold of his hair; his mullet had always done things to you. You felt one of his hands leave your ass before he slid two of his fingers inside you, curling them to rub against your g spot.

"Jaebum!" you nearly yelled, trying to move up the bed and away from his fingers.

He chuckled from behind you and stood up, grabbing your hips and flipping your body over, moving closer between your legs until he was on his knees on the bed. He grabbed his cock, sliding it between your lips to gather your wetness.

"Ready, princess?" he asked, looking down at you.

You nodded so hard you nearly gave yourself whiplash and he smirked as he pushed in, his face falling as he slid in deeper. He groaned, pushing your legs further apart as he looked down to himself moving in and out of you. He rolled his hips, his cock hitting places it had never hit before. Your hands clung to his arms, your nails digging into the skin as his eyebrows furrowed and his teeth took his bottom lip prisoner. His eyes watched as your breasts bounced up and down with each thrust, his head falling back when one particular thrust caused his cock to hit your spot and a loud moan of his name fell from your lips. You clenched around him, knowing that would bring him closer and closer, already knowing you were going to leave him hanging again.

"Fuck, do that again."

You clenched around him once more and his hips stuttered, showing he was close again already. You nearly grinned when you pulled yourself up, letting his cock fall out of you.

"What the fuck?" he asked, looking at you.

You smiled at the wrecked look on his face, the disbelief mixing in with the anger and arousal.

"No. I'm going to fuck you. And I'm gonna make you beg to cum. This is twice you've done this shit." he growled, laying down and pulling you on top of him.

He made you straddle his hips and he slapped your thigh when you were in position.

"Fucking ride me. Now."

His tone made you shudder and you wasted no time in sliding down onto him, his cock filling you up once again. His hands gripped your hips, keeping you steady as you moved your body and up down his length, the tip of his cock hitting your g spot and making you move closer and closer to the edge. What you hadn't thought of through this entire thing was, even though you were edging him, you were also edging yourself without realizing it. Maybe this wasn't such a good plan after all. You were about to fall over the edge, but you couldn't cum until he told you that you could.

He felt you clenching around him and he chuckled.

"You want to cum already? You just started fucking me." he blamed, gripping your hips harder as he thrusted up into you.

"Jaebum! Please let me cum, please. I'm sorry, I'll never do it again, I promise." you begged, placing your hands on his chest as he continued thrusting up into you.

"I don't think so. You've edged me twice today. You're going to fucking beg." he snarled from between his teeth.

You did your best to pull your orgasm to the back of your mind, but the way he was moving his hips and his hold on your waist made it impossible to not think about.

"Daddy, please. Please let me cum." you cried out, not able to hold your orgasm back for much longer.

You felt his hips stutter as a loud moan fell from between his lips.

"Fuck, cum. Fucking cum right now." he demanded, and you let go, your juices gushing all over his cock as you screamed his name, your body jerking and shaking as you came.

"Fuck, fuck baby." he cursed, his hips finally coming to a still as he came inside you, jerking up randomly to keep his cum inside you.

He pulled out, noticing your wince at the feeling of being empty.

"You okay?" he asked.

You nodded as you turned to your side, laying your head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat as he calmed down. He wrapped his arm around you, his fingers playing with your hair.

"So....daddy, huh?" he asked, making you bury your face in his neck in embarrassment.

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Hi are you still taking requests?

I am!

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hi, could you do a chenle scenario? a really adorable one w loooots of kisses since i love that baby so much i just jsdndndn 😔 it's like 00:30 and i cant sleep bc of him

I don't know too much about Dream, but I'll give it a shot, I reckon! 💜

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Text Messages-Yugyeom(M)

yugeyom + (female) reader and #19!!! 💗💗 19.You wanted me to be rough, so I’m being rough, darling. Can’t you handle it?”

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Your eyes were set on the TV hung up in the corner of the room as you watched your boyfriend, along with the rest of the members, dance around and sing on stage. You felt a grin pull at your lips when Yugyeom did a suggestive move, his tongue coming out to lick at the corner of his mouth. The persona he had while he was on stage was the complete opposite of how he actually was; when it was just the two of you at home, lounging in pj's and watching TV while eating take out. He walked around shirtless, making you want to do nothing more than leave scratch marks down the tattoo's on his sides.

But there was always one thing that had bothered you about Yugyeom: he would never be rough with you in bed. You didn't have the heart to tell him that he wasn't satisfying you completely. Don't misunderstand, he always made you cum. But, it just wasn't rough enough to make you cum as hard as you wanted. Your phone dinged, bringing you out of your thoughts. You looked down to see text messages from your best friend, Jessi.

Jessi: Have you talked to him, yet?

You: No, he's on stage right now. But seriously, how am I supposed to bring that up? Just say "Hey baby, I wish you'd fuck me into the mattress and make me scream your name until I can't talk?"

Jessi: JUST LIKE THAT! That was great.

You rolled your eyes and placed your phone back down, leaving it on the table as you turned your head back to the TV. Your eyes met Yugyeom's face and you smiled as you watched them walk off the stage, leaving to massive amounts of cheering. You saw Yugyeom turn back to the crowd and give a grin and wave, walking backstage. A couple minutes later, the door opened and the boys piled in, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Their makeup artists and wardrobe gathered around them, placing paper towels onto the foreheads to soak up the sweat before touching up their makeup. It wasn't new for you to be in the room as the boys changed, and they got used to it rather quickly.

Yugyeom took his clothes from his wardrobe noona and walked over to you, standing in front of you as he shed his clothes, piling them onto the table behind him.

"Did you watch the performance?"

"Of course I did. You guys did great." you said loudly, making sure the others heard you.

You heard a chorus of "thank you's" from the boys and you smiled as you looked back up at Yugyeom. Your eyes scanned over his tattoos, crossing your legs to get a little bit of friction and you bit your lip at the feeling. You looked back up at his face and saw a smirk; he knew what you were looking at and he knew what it did to you. You never made it a secret; his tattoo's were your weakness. He pulled his shirt over his head, settling back into the shirt he wore to the show, GOT7 being the last performance before they got to go home.

He slid his leather pants off, struggling a little when he got to his feet before putting them onto the table, letting it join the rest of his clothes. He pulled on his basketball shorts, the fabric hanging from his hips as he tugged on his shoes and taking the discarded clothes back to wardrobe. He bowed as she took them from him and hung them over her arm, walking back to let them join the other members' clothes. He walked back over to you, grabbing your hand and making you get up so he could pull you in for a tight hug. He finally let you go and you pulled back.

"Let me go to the bathroom and we'll go." you said, smiling up at him.

He nodded and smiled, sitting in the seat you were sitting in before. You walked to the bathroom joining the room and walked into a stall, sitting down as you took a deep breath. You had to have this conversation with him when you got home. It had to be done, as much as you didn't want to do it. You took another deep breath before standing up and walking out of the bathroom. You grinned when you came face to face with Yugyeom again, only he didn't smile back. He walked ahead of you, leaving you with a confused look on your face. You followed him out to the cars, getting in behind him and sitting beside him while Mark piled in on your other side.

He didn't say anything to you for the whole car ride to his house, which was very unusual. The car pulled up in front of the house and you got out, thanking the driver before walking up to the front door. Yugyeom had the keys, and you stood aside as he unlocked the door, opening it before letting you walk in ahead of him. You could feel the anger radiate off of him, though you had no idea what he could be so pissed off about. You had barely said anything to him since he got off stage. Maybe that's what he's upset about. You walked into the living room and turned around to start talking, but you were interrupted by Yugyeom smashing his lips against yours.

You kissed him back with fervor, his tongue invading your mouth without asking for permission. Your hands went to his hair and you tugged slightly, causing him to groan against your lips. His hands trailed down to your ass where he squeezed before moving down to your thighs, grabbing them and pulling you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. He walked back to the bedroom, closing the door behind him with his foot as he dropped you onto the bed, grabbing the back of his shirt and tugging it over his head. Your eyes looked over his tattoo's again and you bit your lip. Damn you and your turn ons.

His body crawled over yours, not taking any time and shoving your pants down along with your panties. He looked over your pussy, licking his lips when he saw your arousal running down your slit.

"Already this wet? What made you this wet, baby?" he asked teasingly.

"You did..." you trailed, looking up at him innocently.

He bit his lip as his eyes looked over you. His tongue met your neck, licking over the skin as his teeth sunk in, leaving bite marks as he sucked the flesh into his mouth, only pulling back when he was sure there would be a mark there. Your hands went to his back, your nails digging into his skin slightly. His hands trailed up your stomach, pushing your shirt up until it rested above your breasts. He moved down, his lips ghosting over your skin as he licked over the tops of your breasts before moving his tongue over your right nipple, sucking it into his mouth as his hand teased your pussy, one of his fingers rubbing circles onto your clit.

Your breath hitched as he sucked on your nipple, running his tongue over it. He let it go with a loud pop before moving over to the other, repeating the process until you were writhing underneath him.

"Yugyeom, please fuck me. Please." you begged, rolling your hips up into him.

He groaned, placing his hands on your hips as he slipped his fingers underneath his shorts, pushing them down along with his underwear. Your eyes ran over his length, hard and straight up his abdomen, precum glistening on his tip just begging to be licked off. You bit the corner of your lip and he caught your eyes, a slight smirk playing on his face.

"You like what you see?" he asked playfully.

You nodded, not trusting your voice. He grinned as he laid on top of you, grabbing both of your hands and holding them down with one of his. He spread your legs wider, relishing in your gasp as you felt his fingers run over your slit again. He grabbed his cock, running it between your folds, letting your juices coat him. He bumped your clit with his tip, groaning when he felt how wet you were. When he had had enough teasing, he slammed into you, a loud groan coming from between his teeth as your heat enveloped him.

"You're always so fucking tight. I love it." he moaned, thrusting harder, letting his hips meet yours.

He grabbed your hips, the pupils in his eyes blown as he flipped you over, a squeal coming from you as your face was buried into the pillow beneath your head. His fingers were surely going to leave bruises on your skin with the way he was gripping them, his cock hitting every spot inside you and brushing along your walls deliciously. He sped up, the sound of his skin slapping against yours filling the room as he groaned behind you, lifting his hand up to have it land back down onto your skin, the loud slap echoing through the room.

It was getting to a point where it was almost unbearable. Your body was hot and flushed, sweat pooling at your hair line. You grabbed at the sheets, attempting to crawl away from his thrusts.

"You wanted me to be rough, so I’m being rough, darling. Can’t you handle it?” he asked, his hand coming down onto your ass again.

Your body froze in place, the blood draining from your face. That's why he was so upset earlier. He had read your messages from Jessi while you were in the bathroom. One particularly hard thrust from him brought you back from your thoughts and your back arched as you felt the heat in your stomach make it's arrival.

"Yugyeom, I'm gonna...." you trailed off, followed by a loud moan from him.

Your pussy clenched around him, bringing him closer to his own orgasm, bringing louder and louder moans from him. You could get off just from his sounds alone, deep and husky going to a higher pitch when he was about to cum. He gripped the flesh of your ass, his knuckles turning white, and you knew it was going to be hard for you to sit down the next day. His hips started stuttering and he reached down to play with your clit as he thrusted inside you.

"Cum for me. Please fucking cum." he begged, the high pitched whines coming from him as he rolled his body into yours.

That's all it took for you to come undone, your orgasm flushing through you as you came on his cock, the feeling of you clenching and unclenching around him pushing him over the edge as well. His hips landed against your ass one more time, and you could feel his cum seep into you. Your chest heaved against the bed, the ache between your legs making it hard for you to lay back down flat against the bed. He fell over, landing on his back beside you, pulling the sheet up to cover his hips. He looked over at you and chuckled before helping you lay down.

You looked over at him, eyes searching his face.

"I didn't mean anything bad about it. I just didn't know how to bring it up to you." you told him quietly.

He shrugged and pulled you over to him, you laying your head on his chest and listening to his heartbeat.

"It's fine. I wasn't hurt by it, I just wished you would have told me." he said.

"I'm sorry. I wish I had. But, in a way, I'm kind of glad I didn't." you said, looking up and wiggling your eyebrows at him.

He chuckled and shook his head, kissing your forehead.

"Yeah, I'm not too mad about it, either." he said with a wink.

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Playboy-Jinyoung(M)

Request:I saw this picture I was wondering if I could get a story around it. Maybe the main character was invited to a party which would be playboy bunny theme and she falls for one of the guys then they have sex which was what I was thinking lol maybe you can help me out with that prompt lol

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You looked down at the invitation you held in your hand, your eyes scanning over the words printed at the top. Your best friend had invited you to her annual party that had a different theme every year. Last year, she had thrown a flashback party, clothes allowed from any year before, mostly 70's and 80's. Her parties were legendary, even making news articles in some places. She always had a couple celebrities come and mingle with people, allowing them to act like an actual human where they couldn't always do so.

This year was Playboy themed, and you nearly blushed at the thought of being around so many half naked people. There was no doubt going to be people filling up bedrooms and getting crazy. You had to get a costume. You grabbed your keys, exiting your apartment and walking down to your car, starting it up and heading down to the Halloween store a couple of blocks away. You walked in, your eyes darting around at all the costumes before finally settling on the 'Adult' section. You walked over, looking through all the scanty costumes before you finally found the perfect costume.

Backless, with an apron style front with a strap that went around your neck. It was topped off with a white fluffy ball on the back and bunny ears to go on your head. You pulled the costume off the rack and went to check out, getting a flirty look from the cashier behind the counter.  You ignored it, grabbing the bag and walking out of the store. You drove back home, checking the time and seeing you only had three hours before the party started. You got into the shower, letting your fingernails scrape across your scalp. Your body wash flowed down your body and down the drain.

You got out, wrapping a towel around your body and headed back into your bedroom. You dried off, pulling your robe onto your body and tying it in the front. You grabbed your hair straightener and quickly straightened your hair, making sure every strand was as straight as could be. When you were satisfied, you put it away and pulled out your makeup. You looked into your mirror as you carefully applied your eyeliner, mentally cursing yourself when you almost messed up the wing. You made double sure your eyeliner matched before moving on. You looked yourself over in the mirror and then got up to get your bag.

You took the costume out, looking over it once more and smiling to yourself. Your best friend had always told you that you needed to loosen up and go out more often. You put on some fishnets first, loving how they look against your skin. You slid the costume up your legs, the fabric snug against your body and pulling out your curves. You looked through your shoes before finally settling on a pair of black pumps, making your legs look a million miles long. You grinned as you looked over your whole body, grabbing your phone and your bunny ears before walking out the door.

You texted your best friend and let her know you were on your way and she texted you back saying there was already a lot of people there. You gulped, pulling up in front of her house and seeing all the cars and people both inside and outside her house. You got out, putting the ears on top of your head. She met you at the door, squealing when she took in your outfit.

"You look gorgeous! Go get you a drink!" she said, pushing you in the direction of the drink stand. 

You laughed, shaking your head, but waltzed towards the drink stand anyways. You would need it. While you were pouring your drink, someone walked up beside you and you looked over to see a handsome, tall guy standing next to you. He wore a black, mesh shirt with a black and white bowtie and a black thong. You had to admit, he looked good. His abs shown through the shirt and you couldn't help but to stare. 

And he filled that thong out pretty good, too. You looked up to see him staring at you and you blushed, looking back down at your drink. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown, a dazzling smile was on his face. You walked away with a last smile at him, hoping he didn't find you creepy or disturbing. Which, he probably did. You went on the lookout for your best friend after you didn't see her at the door and spotted her talking to a guy at the top of her staircase. You huffed. There went that idea.

"Is she your friend?" you heard from behind you and you turned around to see the guy you saw at the drink stand. You looked behind you at your friend, then back at him.

"Uhm, yeah, she's my best friend." you said, looking up at him.

He nodded, looking up at her.

"She always throws amazing parties. I was here last year and her house was full." he said, looking down at you.

He was here last year? You don't remember seeing him.

"Yeah, I was here last year, too. She basically drags me to all of her parties." you joked, rolling your eyes.

"I wish I would have seen you. I'm glad I saw you this time, though." he said, looking up and down your body.

You blushed and looked down at the floor, your hair falling in front of your face. You felt fingertips against your cheek and your hair was being pulled back behind your ear. You looked up at him and he had a smile on his face.

"So, do you dance?" he asked.

"I dance, but I don't dance well."

He grinned as he pulled you onto the dancefloor, your drink sloshing inside your cup. He pulled your back against his chest and moved his hips along with yours, making sure to press his front up against you.

"I never caught your name." he said in your ear and you grinned.

"Y/n." you said, looking back at him over your shoulder.

"Well, y/n, I'm Jinyoung."

You two danced to a couple more songs, getting braver and braver with your moves as the alcohol settled into your system. You felt him grab your hand and he pulled you off to the side.

"Do you want to go upstairs? It's a little crowded down here."

You hadn't heard a more brilliant idea in your life. Feeling his hard on pressed against your ass was starting to get to you. You let him pull you up the stairs, your friend giving you a wink as you passed by. You rolled your eyes, but otherwise ignored her, allowing yourself to be pulled into a random bedroom. You looked around and noticed it was the guest room, the walls a light blue with random pictures of the ocean hanging on them. He pulled you to him, your lips meeting as he ran his hands across your waist.

Your hands went to his shoulders, your fingers looping through different parts of the mesh material. He groaned when your fingers dug at his skin, his hands moving up to take the bunny ears off of your head and throw them across the room.

"If we're going to do this, we have to make it semi quick. I don't want someone to walk in on us and this room doesn't have a lock on it. And I'm on birth control, so please, no condoms." you said between kisses, your breath coming out in pants.

He nodded, moving his hands to undo the clip on the back of your neck, letting the strap fall down on either side as he pushed it down, groaning when your breasts came into view. He continued pulling it down, his lip caught between his teeth when he saw you weren't wearing underwear, either. He watched as your hands went to the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and letting it join your costume on the floor. He took his own thong off, kicking it to the side. All he had on now was his bowtie around his neck and you shook your head when he went to take it off.

His tongue licked over your nipple, causing your body to jerk slightly at the feeling before he sucked it into his mouth, lewd sucking sounds filling the room before he let it go with a pop. Your fingers were threaded in his hair, looking down at him as he took the other one in his mouth, groaning as his tongue flicked over your nipple while he sucked as if his life depended on it. You wanted more. You wanted his mouth on your pussy, sucking on your clit until you came everywhere. But, you couldn't risk it. Not here and not right now.

He pushed you onto the bed, crawling up from your feet. He stuck his tongue out and let it trail across your slit as he moved up, the loud gasp that came from your mouth causing a smirk to appear on his face. He sat back on his heels, looking down at your body before his hands gripped your thighs, pulling your body down to him. His fingers squeezed your skin, making you wonder if there were going to be marks later on.

"You said we have to be quick, right? No foreplay?" he asked.

"No foreplay this time. If I like it enough, we may be able to meet up again. I really just want you inside of me, I can't take foreplay." you said with a grin and a wink.

A shudder ran through his body and he grabbed his cock, jerking himself off a couple times before running the head of his cock through your folds, letting your juices coat his skin and also tease you at the same time. A whine left your lips as you squirmed your body, desperate to have him inside you already. He grinned as he slowly pressed himself inside of you, his hips rolling as he went deeper and deeper. You bit your lip at the feeling of him stretching you. He was long, but fuck, was he thick. It was a sweet burn, one that you already knew you couldn't feel just once.

"Please, please fuck me." you begged, looking up at him.

He looked down at you, waiting until he was fully inside of you before slowly pulling back out and snapping his hips back against yours. Your mouth opened in a silent scream as a loud grunt fell from his lips. He set up a fast pace, hips slamming in yours, the sound of skin against skin filling the room mixed with your moans and his groans. Breathy pants and gasps sounding from the both of you as he hit that one spot that made you see stars.

"Fuck Jinyoung! Right there, right there, please don't stop." you managed to get out from in between your moans.

"Say my name again. Let everyone know who's fucking this pussy." he demanded.

"Jinyoung, please. Please don't stop, make me cum." you moaned, your fingernails going to his thighs and digging in slightly before scratching down, leaving red marks on his skin.  

He groaned at the feeling, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper as he worked on bringing you to your orgasm as quickly as possible. Needing to feel you cum around his cock was a number one priority right now. He delivered random slaps to your thighs, the sound echoing through the room as he moaned from between his teeth, trying not to get too loud.

His form leaned over yours, his face buried in your neck as his hips rocked back and forth and he reached down to rub at your clit, his thumb setting a brutal pace against it that had you rolling your hips, begging to let go. You could feel his cock twitch inside of you and his hips stutter every now and then, signaling that he was close. He grabbed your leg, lifting it up and putting it over his shoulder so he could get deeper.

"You feel so fucking good. I'm not gonna last much longer." he moaned out, looking down to watch himself disappear inside of you, only to come back out drenched in your juices.

The coil inside your stomach tightened before snapping, your orgasm washing over you in waves. Your body jerked as you came, clenching around his cock and bringing him to his own. His hips stuttered a couple more times, loud moans falling from his lips at the feeling. He fell onto the bed beside you after riding out your highs, chest heaving as he fought to catch his breath.

"Holy fuck." he muttered, looking over at you before laughing.

You couldn't help the grin that appeared on your face, too fucked out to actually care about what you were laughing for. Voices outside the bedroom door brought the two of you to your senses and you quickly got up, scurrying around the room to find your clothes and put them back on before someone walked in. You had him fasten the clip on the back of the strap around your neck before you placed your bunny ears back on your head, looking yourself over to make sure your hair and makeup was still good.

You looked behind you to make sure  Jinyoung had gotten dressed again before opening the door and walking out, the feeling between your legs making you walk differently than before. You looked back at him, motioning for him to follow you through the house. He grabbed your hand, allowing you to lead him. You walked over to where your best friends desk was, grabbing a pen and turning back to face him.

"Give me your hand." you said, and he smiled as he held his hand out to you, already knowing what you were about to write down.

He watched as you scribbled some numbers on it, looking at his skin when you let go and turned to put the pen back.

"I told you there could be foreplay next time. Whenever you feel like you may need it, just call me and we'll meet up somewhere." you said, winking at him.

He grinned and nodded, looking into your eyes before he leaned down and connected his lips with yours once again. You felt something in your stomach and you already knew this was going to lead to something more if you let it. And you honestly wondered exactly how far this whole thing would go with him. You wondered if you would want it to go that far. But, watching him as he interacted with some of his friends that came, you smiled to yourself knowing that if it did, you wouldn't be the one to try to let him go.