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hold on | lee donghyuck (haechan)

synopsis — your boyfriend, donghyuck, is there for you every step of the way.

genre — non-idol!au, fem!reader, mature (smut), fluff, and established relationship

minors dni, please! (nsfw tags under the cut)

content — not proofread, virgin!reader is pretty compliant while hyuck leads, very vanilla, dry humping, sappy protected missionary, handjob, praise + hyuck talking reader though it, pet names (angel, baby), did i mention how vanilla and domestic this is, reader cries (just overwhelmed), and i love you’s

word count — 3k

playing — hold on by the internet

author’s note — had this in the vault for MONTHS but decided to finally let it see light in time for hyuck’s bday ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

“You sure you’re okay with this?”

Now, Donghyuck wasn’t usually one to second guess himself. He was pretty stubborn and could be stuck in his ways, his confidence not allowing him to lead any other path. But he had never been more indecisive than having you straddled on his lap, grinding into him over his shorts, while engaged in a searing kiss.

It took all of his self-restraint to even pull away from your determined mouth to catch his breath and pose the question, having to unfortunately edge himself away from you as you showed no signs of stopping.

You flutter your eyes open, and Donghyuck makes note of the glossed over, lustful look swirling in them. It was a bit unusual— see, you and Donghyuck weren’t exactly sexually active. It was a boundary you had set early on in the talking stage of your relationship and have kept your loyalty towards since. And of course, Donghyuck respected that. He valued you for much more than what you could offer him physically and sexually and made it very clear his overwhelming need for skinship wasn’t sexually driven.

“Are you not?” It doesn’t take even a minute for your shame to overshadow your intimate desire, suddenly you’re shrinking mentally and physically— slouching in your boyfriend’s lap and your hands faltering from the sides of his neck to his shoulders.

Sheer panic washes over Donghyuck and his eyes bulge for a split second, “What? No, no! I’m just checking in with you…” His arms tighten around your waist, encouraging you to fix your posture again.

You reluctantly oblige, straightening your back and inevitably lean more into Donghyuck’s front. He inclines forward and places a shallow kiss to your bare sternum, holding himself back from letting his lips ghost over the thin fabric of your bra.

“I want this more than you can imagine.” He murmurs, flitting his gaze upwards and locking eyes with you. You had always found your boyfriend’s stare to be daunting, it always felt like he was reading you, trying to collect something from the depths of your soul just through the irises of your eyes. It instinctively leads you to blink away and shyly fixate on where your bodies meet.

Brazen, Donghyuck tests the waters and attempts to draw your attention back to him by jutting his hips. The sudden friction not only leads you off balance but to mewl at the feeling of your needy center being given attention to.

“Is this okay?” Satisfied with the outcome of your reaction, he begins to grind his hips upwards into your mound.

Your hands that were once stabilized on Donghyuck’s shoulders for support now glide along his black tee and lead your arms to wrap around his neck, your face finding the junction of his neck.

“I need your words, baby—“ Obedient, you hum a breathy yes to appease him, already losing yourself in the slow, rhythmic pace of Donghyuck’s clothed cock pressing into you.

Almost as if your vocal confirmation was all he needed, Donghyuck’s arms loosen around your waist and his large hands still on your hips. You allow him to gradually jostle you around on top of him until he hears a hitch of breath in your throat, cluing him in that he’s found the just the right positioning.

You groan, moving your hips along with Donghyuck’s hands as the guide. Soft, breathy moans crawling their way out of you on a continuous loop as your clothed clit roams over your boyfriend’s bulge.

“Feel good?” He purrs against your skin, his inquiry dripping with smugness; it’s clear that you’re enjoying yourself.

You just continuing to focus on your swelling pleasure, not paying him any mind. This makes Donghyuck laugh gently. His plush lips find the hot skin of your neck, peppering longing kisses alongside it that made you shudder in delight.

“‘Hyuck,” you hum.

“I know. Just take it slow, okay?”

“Hm.” Is all you can muster other than the embarrassingly desperate and quite pathetic mewls that pile on your boyfriend’s shoulder.

Donghyuck’s plush lips brush against the shell of your ear, “Making such pretty sounds, gonna make me come just from this, yeah?”

It was a tempting scenario but you craved more, never have you felt such a deep desire for anyone. The thought of Donghyuck being your first was intoxicating. You had to have him.

“Mm-mm.” Donghyuck stalls in his movements, a bit concerned with your answer.

“No?” His eyes are wide and curious. You double down on your answer, shaking your head.

“I wanna— wanna feel you,” you affirm, still swallowing thickly afterwards.

“Hm? Are you sure, angel?” He blinks slow, his eyes calculating you for any sign of doubt or hesitation. He doesn’t find any.

“Please, ‘Hyuck,” you reassure him, punctuating with a squeeze on his shoulders.

“I— okay, baby. Here,” he grips you under your armpits to reposition you to lay in the spot next to him. You watch him intently as he extends himself over your body to rifle through his nightstand, the warm light of his bedside lamp properly lighting his features. In an effort to soothe your mind, you trace his face moles as it’s your usual tick.

Donghyuck makes a cute noise of discovery, revealing a reflective packet from the depths of his drawer. He fans it in front of you, managing to edge a laugh from you despite your nervousness.

“Ready?” He probes, repositioning himself to sit on his calves in between your angled open legs. You swallow, focus being kept on the golden square in your boyfriend’s hand. Donghyuck catches where your eyes drift and smiles solemnly.

“We don’t have to,” he starts, inching forward to station his hands on either side of your abdomen. “We can do something else.”

Your breath hitches when he leans down leaves a wet kiss right below your belly button, immediately feeling a mind-numbing pressure pinch between your thighs. Donghyuck continues, a delicate line of pecks dancing gradually down towards the hem of your panties.

“No, no. I want to do it.” You quietly reassure him, bringing a hand to place atop of his head. His silky brown locs are wild, a direct result of your hands running along his scalp during your previous heavy makeout.

Donghyuck flickers his eyes up to you, as if asking for a reconfirmation. You nod, leading him to ease up and back into a sitting position.

“Okay,” he smiles. He walks his knees wider, opening your legs to properly allow him to slot his body over your own. Donghyuck hovers over you, one hand positioned by your head while the other fiddles with the waistband of his sweatpants all while keeping the condom pinched between his fingers. You laugh at his silent struggle, reaching out to assist him with pulling down the elastic until he was holding his hardened length in his palm.

You had seen Donghyuck naked, as he had seen you before. But the context of the situation and the way his cockhead dribbled with pre-arousal along the slit made you inhale softly. Close enough to catch wind of even your smallest of movements, Donghyuck hears you and smiles sheepishly.

“I told you I was close before…” he murmurs before slotting the packet between his teeth and opening it skillfully.

Though you were undoubtedly new to this uncharted territory, you were well-aware that your boyfriend wasn’t. He was very honest when he started courting you, letting you know just how many sexual partners he had had in the past and what his intimate patterns were. But still, he waited for you. Never let his touch linger or never did he whine when you cut intimacy prematurely. And that’s why you were so willing to bare your most vulnerable side to him now, why you trusted him with this.

Donghyuck sighs as he slides the rubber on and your eyes flicker up to his bare, flushed face with a passionate flare flickering straight into him.

“Want you to let me know if it’s uncomfortable, ‘kay?” His tip ghosts over the length of your silkened slit. You shudder, swallowing the anxious lump in your throat.

“Mhm.”

“‘Kay.” He leans to slot his lips over yours, effortlessly swallowing the surprised, sharp heave you take at the intrusion of his cockhead pressing into your fluttering hole. It’s incredibly unwelcome but your body squirms underneath your boyfriend to try and give yourself some relief from the uncomfortable pressure.

Donghyuck allows you to grip him tightly underneath his tee, barely flinching as your nails pinch him as you search for comfort, “Ah, I know, I know. It’s okay, I’ll be gentle.”

“‘Hyuck,” you choke out, quickly being soothed by Donghyuck’s hand, that was once by your head, as it brushes against your sticky skin, you lean into his touch.

“I know, angel. Doing such a good job.”

The tenderness of his words aided by the merciful caress against your jaw helps you relax. You allow Donghyuck to continue easing himself inside of you, his hand slipping from your face and back to its position on the pillow beneath your head to stabilize himself.

Once he reaches a certain point of coaxing his length into you, you begin to find the pleasure you had always expected would be present in this moment.

Just as you were familiarizing with the feeling of being full, Donghyuck maneuvers his hips backward and subsequently dragging his length through your walls. The sensation basically sets your body, a whimper building in your throat. It immediately spills from your mouth when he thrusts back into you.

“Feels better, yeah?” Donghyuck smirks, his stretched lips only growing as he studies your flustered face squeeze together in embarrassment.

You bite your lower lip to hide your sheepish expression, “Mhm.”

“Good,” he ducks his head down to kiss you, managing to muffle your moans once more as he repeated the motion of grinding his cock into you.

It takes a couple beats for you to fully embrace the foreign feeling but soon it becomes almost addictive to you. Donghyuck’s slow and steady pace practically leaves your mind numb and your body begging for more. You find your hips involuntarily rocking up to kiss your boyfriend’s, trying to embrace as much of him as possible.

Donghyuck laughs into your mouth, sliding his wet lips from your own and across your skin till he reached the sweet spot of your neck. He tongues and suckles your skin deliciously, leading your hands to float up to curl into his hair in an attempt to keep him there. He does so diligently for a bit longer but soon he escapes to your chest, wrapping his warm mouth around your prodding, desperate nipples— not even paying mind to the barrier that is your bra.

The concurrent stimulation almost feels too good, forcing you to draw Donghyuck’s mouth back to your own. He’s not quick to ignore your chest, though, his hand continuing to rub your breasts while his tongue dominated your mouth.

Donghyuck moans unabashedly, finally managing to pull himself away from your mouth, “fuck, you feel so good, baby.”

“Don’t— ah— don’t stop, please,” you cry wantonly, barely managing to keep your eyes peeled at the man above you.

Donghyuck’s pinched expression cracks as he splits an incredibly fond smile down towards you, “Heh. I won’t, angel.”

You gladly accept the chaste kiss he leans down to deliver you. The tender liplock seemed to be the calm before the storm, though, as Donghyuck proceeded to lean back a bit further afterwards to get a solid hook under both of your knees to angle them closer to your chest. He makes quick work to slot himself back over you, his thrusts doubling in pace and somehow in their dizzying effect on you.

In chorus, you and your boyfriend’s moans jump an octave. Your’s progressing to short ahs following every slap of Donghyuck’s thighs against the plush of your ass.

You can barely get a good look at him, but Donghyuck is as focused as possible. His attention zeroed in on the meeting point of your two bodies, his dark hair sticking to tan, flustered skin with a growing layer of sweat.

Your daze is sharply disturbed when you feel the pad of Donghyuck’s fingers glide over your mound to mess with your clit. You mewl, your back curving off of the bed, “oh my god, ‘Hyuck!”

“About to come for me, angel?” Donghyuck probes, as if he doesn’t know the obvious answer. You’re too far gone to call him out on his sarcasm, though. You’re too far gone to even get words out, simply whining in lieu of a response back to him.

“It’s okay, let go, I got you.”

His voice is practically all you can hear. It feels like you were being separated from your own body, like your mind was completely elsewhere.

“‘Hyuck—!” You manage to choke out, not knowing how to handle the overwhelming pressure building in your stomach. Your boyfriend does nothing to ease it, continuing to circle your clit messily while his cock kisses the most sensitive parts of you.

Donghyuck sighs, “yeah, yeah. There you go. So perfect, so pretty. All for me.” It would be obvious to you that he was falling apart thread by thread too if you literally weren’t on the edge yourself, his babble and faltering rhythm being a clear indicator.

“Oh.”

Finally do you snap. Holding to whatever you could tight enough to brace yourself, be it your teeth digging into your lip almost painfully or your vice grip on Donghyuck. He allows you to catch your breath, maneuvering his way out of you once you have. You shudder from the feeling of emptiness settling on you.

“Felt nice, didn’t it,” Donghyuck laughs, brushing damp, stray hairs from your reddened face. “you wanna help me too, baby?”

“Hm. Mhm,” you nod, choosing to ignore how giddy your current state makes your boyfriend. Upon your agreement, it only takes him a beat to roll the condom off of his member, discarding it haphazardly. An act that would probably make you grimace if you weren’t so dopey at the moment.

“Here,” Donghyuck guides your hand to where his cock throbs in his own grip, sighing when your reluctant fingers ghost his silkened tip.

It was evident you had never jerked him off before this, you guessed it was a night for many firsts.

Thankfully, Donghyuck seems to know what he wants you to do, guiding your willingly hand around his reddish head and tightening his digits over your own. You grip him tautly, marveling at how he cringes in pleasure.

You pick up quickly, stroking his cockhead without any aiding from the man. He chokes in surprise but it’s promptly shadowed by a string of whines. Donghyuck’s hand continues to stay circled around your own while he grounds himself on your knee with his other.

“Ah, a—are you close?” You prod him, clueless.

Dongyuck manages a short nod, “Mhm. Just— hah— fuck, fuck, fuck,” he doubles over. “oh my god.”

He draws out a grown while your hand and lower stomach become painted by his ejaculation, you watch trancelike as he uses his hand to stimulate him through his orgasm.

Soon, he finishes and you’re both breathless. The hand that helped him just moments before is intertwined with his own as he falls onto the bed beside you.

Donghyuck attempts to ground himself much like you had the chance to but is interrupted when he senses your breath labor.

“You okay?” He shoots up, face etched in concern and confusion.

“Yeah, yeah,” you sniff, becoming acutely aware of the cotton feeling in your throat.

“Hey, why?” Donghyuck frowns at the sight of tears beginning to well up.

You shake your head as your boyfriend’s fingers stretch outward to delicately sweep away the thick tears that now decorated your warm cheeks, “I don’t know.”

“Don’t cry— fuck, did I hurt you?” Donghyuck basically lurches out of his own skin when the possibility settles in his mind.

“No, no! It felt good. It was good. I’m just— you’re so sweet.” You realize just how love-stricken you sound as the words rush to leave your mouth, but you just can’t help yourself. Especially not with how tenderly Donghyuck searches your face for any hint of lingering discomfort.

His once downturned, pouty lips evolve into a fond smile. “Ah, angel, don’t cry for me.” Donghyuck coos, cradling your head between both of his hands.

“I love you.”

“Mm,” he presses a kiss to your nose. “Y’know I love you too, baby.”

#late in a way but whatevs #happy bday hyuckie :D #shameless reblog baby #haechan x reader #lee haechan x reader

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jigeuminunbich · 23 days ago

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hold on | lee donghyuck (haechan)

SYNOPSIS. your boyfriend, donghyuck, is there for you every step of the way.

GENRE. non-idol!au, fem!reader, mature (smut), fluff, and established relationship

minors dni, please! (nsfw tags under the cut)

CONTENT. not proofread, virgin!reader is pretty compliant while hyuck leads, very vanilla, dry humping, sappy protected missionary, handjob, praise + hyuck talking reader though it, pet names (angel, baby), did i mention how vanilla and domestic this is, reader cries (just overwhelmed), and i love you’s

WORD COUNT. 3k

PLAYING. hold on by the internet

AUTHOR’S NOTE. had this in the vault for MONTHS but decided to finally let it see light in time for hyuck’s bday ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

“You sure you’re okay with this?”

“Is this okay?” Satisfied with the outcome of your reaction, he begins to grind his hips upwards into your mound.

Your hands that were once stabilized on Donghyuck’s shoulders for support now glide along his black tee and lead your arms to wrap around his neck, your face finding the junction of his neck.

“I need your words, baby—“ Obedient, you hum a breathy yes to appease him, already losing yourself in the slow, rhythmic pace of Donghyuck’s clothed cock pressing into you.

“Feel good?” He purrs against your skin, his inquiry dripping with smugness; it’s clear that you’re enjoying yourself.

You continue to focus on your swelling pleasure, not paying him any mind. This makes Donghyuck laugh gently. His plush lips find the hot skin of your neck, peppering longing kisses alongside it that made you shudder in delight.