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Crush Catalog | The 𝒥 Files

introducing to you a 6-part series featuring nct’s ‘J line’

college au, interconnected standalones, afab!reader, will contain mature content (18+ mdni)

taglist (open!) @bluedbliss @rosakjs @lovesuhng @4nesu @skittyneos @yowmaman @luvlyrenwoo @wooyugta @yoonohswife @the-universe-in-you-jjh @wachimingox @ajaaaaayyyyy @jaemsprettygf @fancypeacepersona @hi00000234567 @cinneorolls @nctpjs

Part 1 | Where We Begin Again

☆ fwb!johnny x reader

trope → friends with benefits to lovers

synopsis You and Johnny are longtime friends who started hooking up out of convenience—no strings attached, right? Except now, you're both catching feelings but too scared to ruin the friendship. One night after an especially heated encounter, something shifts—a vulnerable moment slips out. Tension builds when one of you tries to pull away, but fate keeps throwing you back together.

Part 2 | Somewhere Between Us

☆ ex!jaehyun x reader

trope → exes to lovers

synopsis You and Jaehyun dated years ago—the kind of deep, youthful love that felt like forever—until life pulled you apart. Now you're back in the same city. A run-in at a mutual friend’s party reopens the door, and neither of you can ignore the tension. There's still hurt… but also lingering desire.

As you reconnect—cautiously, hesitantly—old sparks reignite. But there's pain buried under the surface. Can you forgive the past? Can he?

Part 3 | Underneath It All

☆ nerd!jeno x reader

trope → academic rivals/enemies to lovers

synopsis You and Jeno are friendly enemies—always neck and neck at school. You challenge each other, argue over ideas, and secretly admire one another, though neither of you admits it.

One night, you’re both stuck working late on the same project. Tension brews—academic snark turns into flirtation, and when you finally snap, it's a kiss… then a lot more.

After that, things shift. The teasing is more charged. You catch him staring. He lingers after meetings. But you’re both scared to cross that line again—is it just tension, or is there something real underneath?

Part 4 | Practice Makes Perfect

☆ fakebf!jaemin x reader

trope → fake dating/friends to lovers

synopsis You’ve been close friends with Jaemin for years— the kind who flirt without realizing, share late-night snacks, and never address the elephant in the room: you're incredibly compatible.

When a situation arises—your ex showing up in town—you ask Jaemin to pretend to be your boyfriend.

He’s way too good at it. Touches linger, pet names slip out naturally, and he looks at you like he means it. You both try to play it cool, but the tension builds until one night you can’t fake it anymore.

What neither of you expected? The fear of messing up the friendship… and how much it’ll hurt if this isn’t real.

Part 5 | Something Like Love

☆ bsf!jungwoo x reader

trope → best friends to lovers

synopsis You and Jungwoo have always had that kind of friendship—warm, easy, comfortable. You’ve been there through finals week breakdowns, bad dates, roommate drama, and everything in between. Everyone assumes you’ve hooked up. You haven’t. Not once.

But in senior year, things shift.

Maybe you're both single at the same time. Maybe one night, after a party, you end up in his bed—just to sleep, like always—but it feels different. The air changes. You start to notice the way he looks at you. How his hands hesitate when they touch your arm. How he doesn’t pull away anymore.

Then it happens. A kiss. A touch. A confession that slips out when you least expect it.

But it’s messy, because what if it ruins the friendship? What if it’s not the same after? What if he’s been in love with you longer than you knew—and what if you’re only realizing you’ve always loved him back?

Final part | Across the Hall

☆ neighbour!jisung x reader

trope → strangers to friends to lovers

synopsis You’ve just moved into a small off-campus apartment, and Jisung lives right across the hall. He’s quiet, polite, always wearing headphones, always buried in his own world. The two of you exchange casual greetings at first—but over time, that awkward “neighbor energy” turns into something deeper.

The first real shift happens one evening when you lock yourself out of your apartment—barefoot, holding laundry, feeling ridiculous. Jisung’s the only one home, and he offers to let you stay in his place while you wait for the locksmith. What begins as an awkward favor becomes a surprisingly easy conversation over ramen and reruns playing low on his small TV.

Slowly, you become friends. Shared study breaks, spontaneous grocery runs, nights spent half-laughing, half-whispering on the hallway floor.

He’s reserved, but you notice the subtle ways he starts opening up: leaving little notes on your door, offering bites of snacks he made too much of, brushing your hand and pretending it didn’t happen. It’s all unspoken… until it’s not.

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friends | l.hc

🎧 friends . chase atlantic

✩ haechan x reader

• 18+ mdni!

• word count! 2.7k

oneshot, nonidol!haechan, afab!reader, bsf!haechan, softdom!haechan, sub!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, cumming inside, begging, haechan is a bit desperate, friends to lovers, they’re both a bit stupid, love confessions, lots of kissing, smut, fluff, use of petnames (baby)

synopsis . seeing your disappointment from yet another failed date, haechan swears he can do better than any of those other guys you’ve been going out with.

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i apologize if there's any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. please bare with me!! enjoy! ><

You arrive at his house for your usual hangout and plop down next to him on the couch, making yourself comfortable. He takes the time to silently appreciate your appearance before speaking up. “So, how was your date?” he asks, unable to contain his curiosity.

You shrug. “Hmm? It was fine.”

“Just fine?”

“He was nice, i guess, not really my type.”

“I see..” Haechan can’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction knowing you wouldn’t be seeing that guy again. “Something happened or..?”

“It’s not something that happened, he just has too many girls on his roster. Yeah, okay, he’s good in bed and he’s attractive, but..”

“Sounds like he’s a player,” he comments.

“Yeah, basically.”

Haechan hums, “You deserve better.”

“I know..”

“You knew he was like that and still slept with him?” he interrogates.

You shrug, “Mhm, gotta keep my love life interesting. Wanted to see what the hype was about.”

Haechan shakes his head with an exasperated laugh, “Of course you did.”

“Hey- What’s that supposed to mean!”

“You’re so impulsive sometimes.”

“C’mon Hyuck, can you really blame me, a single woman, for wanting the touch of a man?” you say, half dramatically.

His jaw clenches for a moment, and he has to hold himself back from confessing something he’d regret. “I guess not.” he reluctantly agrees.

He shifts closer to you, facing you to meet your eyes. “But, seriously, aren’t you getting tired of that kind of thing?—Don’t you want something more meaningful?” he asks a bit more serious.

You hum, “That’s kind of hard to find these days.”

“I guess that’s true..”

A comfortable silence settles between you too before Haechan speaks up again. “I could give you the touch of a man, you know. And more.” He suddenly says.

You laugh it off, taking it for another one of his usual jokes but when you meet his eyes there’s no sight of his cheeky grin.

“W-wait, Hyuck? You’re not joking.” You observe.

He remains silent.

“What- What did you say..?” you ask again.

He takes a deep breath, as if grounding himself and finding the words. “I said, I can give you the touch of a man, and much more.” he repeats.

“Fuck, I like you, okay? And I don’t know if you’re just too damn oblivious to notice or pretending you don’t know on purpose, but i’ve dropped countless of hints (Y/N). I don’t want you to go on dates with those shitty men anymore, can’t you see me?” He pauses for a moment, his heart racing as he confesses his feelings. “Fuck ‘like’, i’m in love with you even. Just give me a chance. One chance to prove i’m worth it.”

“Please,” he adds.

Your eyes widen at your best friend’s revelation. Unsure of what to say, “H-hyuck..” you manage out in a hushed tone.

“Please say something,” He urges, wanting to know if he’s completely ruined your friendship.

“I- I don’t know what to say,” you whisper under your breath.

He tries to hide his dissapointment, but it’s evident. He looks away, unable to maintain eye contact with you any longer. “It’s fine, you don’t have to say anything.” he mutters.

He pulls back, creating a bit of distance between you two.

“N-no, wait, hyuck-” You reach out for his hand, stopping him from moving any further.

He tenses up at your touch but meets your eyes with his own, waiting for you to continue.

“That’s not what i meant..” you say quietly.

He frowns, not quite understanding what you mean by that. “Then what did you mean?” He asks hesitantly, holding to that last thread of hope and silently praying that he didn’t entirely ruin everything.

You’re not sure how to express your feelings so you ask him one simple thing, “do you trust me?’

He pauses for a moment before meeting your eyes and answering,

“With my life.”

You soften a bit at his words and coo, “Close your eyes.”

He listens, closing his eyes at your request.

You lean in, hovering over him, and he can feel your warm breath on his lips. “I’m going to kiss you now,” you whisper above him before pressing your lips to his.

He’s surprised at your boldness but immediately relaxes and gets lost in the feeling of your lips on his. His hand flies up to the nape of your neck, holding you in place as he kisses you back.

The kiss starts off soft and tentative before gradually growing more desperate. His body presses against yours, wanting to close any gaps between you, needing to feel your body on his. He starts to move his lips more urgently against yours, unable to get enough of you. When you pull back for air, he lets out a low whine, already missing the contact.

He leans his forehead against yours, panting softly. He opens his eyes and looks at you—a mixture of lust, affection, and disbelief.

“Say you feel the same,” he murmurs, his lips ghosting yours as he speaks. His hand still playing with the hair at the back of your neck.

You peck his lips and assure him, “I do,”

“Then why-,” he starts, his mind going back to the guys you’ve hooked up with.

You cut him off, deciding to tell him the truth. “I- I was trying to ignore my feelings for you..” You say, and it sounds stupid now, but you continue anyways.

“You’re my bestfriend hyuck. I didn’t want to ruin that..”

“You..” he looks at you for a few moments before scoffing softly.

“You idiot..” He mutters, a hint of fondness in his voice. He tugs you towards him, pulling you in his lap so you’re straddling him.

He wraps his arms around your waist, his fingers brushing against the skin of your lower back exposed by your shirt. He looks at you silently, drinking in every small detail of your face as he thinks to himself how stupid the two of you are for not confessing sooner.

You look down at him, gently threading your fingers through his hair as you look at each other in silence.

He closes his eyes at your touch, enjoying the feeling of your fingers running through his hair. He tightens his grip on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“I can’t believe this is real” he whisper, burying his face in your neck, nuzzling your skin and inhaling your scent.

You hum and Haechan starts pressing lazy, wet kisses to the exposed skin of your neck and collarbone.

You tilt your head, giving him more access as he continues nibbling at your skin.

“I don’t want you to go to those guys,” he mutters against your skin.

“I can treat you so much better, make you feel so much better,” He continues, pulling back briefly to meet your eyes.

“Say your mine,” he asks, a hint of vulnerability in his tone.

“I’ll show you how much better I am, just say your mine, please.” He whispers, his lips brushing your earlobe as he speaks.

“I’m yours, hyuck,” you whisper, a bit breathless.

And that’s all he needs before his mouth is back on yours. His lips capturing yours in a deep and possessive kiss. His tongue brushing against your bottom lip, wanting to taste you completely.

You part your lips for him, and he wastes no time delving in, tongue playing with yours as he desperately explores every inch of your mouth.

You let out a small moan in the kiss and that only seems to spur him on, his hands slipping up your shirt in no time.

You shivers at his touch, his cold fingertips a contrast to your warm skin.

His hands run up and down your sides, eventually sliding down to the backside of your pants, resting on your bottom.

He pulls back, and a soft whine escapes your lips at the loss of contact.

His hands massage your ass as he speaks, “I want you,”

“I want you so bad,” he whispers, his lips attaching to your neck once more.

“You have me hyuck-,” you whisper back, breathlessly.

“The problem is..” he starts, his voice now holding a huskier tone, “Once I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

You whine and nod, “I want you too, hyuck, please,”

Hearing you say that, the neediness in your voice.. It’s all he needs to hear for the cord within him to snap. Your small plea breaking the last of his restraints, and within moments you’re flipped onto your back, Haechan hovering above you.

His lips find yours again before leaving a trail down your jaw, to your chest. He tugs on the hem of your shirt. “Can i take this off?”

You nod and he pulls it off you, throwing it on the floor and immediately going to kiss you through the thin fabric of your bra.

As much as you think it’s sweet that he’s taking his time, you need more.

You tug on his hair, earning a groan from him as he reluctantly pulls away to look up at you.

“I need you,” You whine,

His lips quirk into a smirk, “Need me, huh?”

You whine and nod. His hand travels down to your stomach, coming to rest on your lower half, fingers teasing the waistband of your pants.

His hand dips into your pants, softly rubbing circles on your hip bone. And you let out another desperate whine, just wanting him to touch you where you really need him.

He lets out a chuckle as he shakes his head, “You’re just so impatient, hmm?”

“Please-“

He hums and pulls away briefly, tapping your thigh, “up.”

You lift your hips and he tugs your pants down, leaving you in nothing but your undergarments.

He licks his lips as he takes in the sight of your damp panties, His hand travels down to your heat, cupping it as he leans back down to kiss you.

You arch into his touch, aching for more.

He smiles against your lips and his hand dips into your panties, fingers running down your folds and collecting your juices.

He takes his hand away and you whine at the loss, only to be followed by a moan at the sight of Haechan tasting his digits.

He lets a moan of his own, “Fuck.. you taste so good baby, could get addicted to this. To you.”

A soft noise escape your lips at his words, and his hand goes back to your heat. Fingers collecting your arousal, before gently rubbing circle at your entrance. “So wet…” he comments before entering a finger.

You moan and arch into him. “m-more, hyuck, please-,”

He adds another finger, the pad of his thumb coming to rub circles on your clit. The added stimulation causing you to moan in delight.

Your moans only spur him on, and he pumps his fingers faster, making sure to keep that delicious pressure on your clit at the same time.

You can feel yourself getting close and your hips buck against his hand as you feel yourself nearing your release. “Mmhhh- Hyuck, don’t stop, don’t stop-!”

And he listens, his lips attaching to your neck as he keeps fucking you full of his fingers, determined to get you there.

He feels you clenching, indicating that you’re close, and he pulls away from your neck, wanting to see your expression as you come undone on his fingers.

With a particular curl of his fingers, your orgasm reaches you with a breathless gasp. And god, what a sight to see, he thinks.

Your hazy eyes, parted lips, flushed skin.. God, everything about you. He wanted to coax that expression out of you over and over again.

He leans down to press his lips to yours in a desperate kiss. “You’re so pretty..”

You kiss him back, tongues dancing together.

He’s over you, body pressed against yours and you can feel his hard on against your thigh.

“Hyuck…” you whisper, hand coming down to feel him through his pants.

He groans at the contact, “baby- don’t.”

He gently takes your wrist and pulls your hand away from him. “If you touch me, I won’t last” He says, in an almost whiny tone.

You let out a whine of your own and tug him back down to feel his lips on yours again. “Hyuck…”

“Hmm?”

“Fuck me, please”

He groans and speaks in a husky tone. “Mm need me that badly?”

He pulls away to discard his pants. Once they’re off, he catches you shamelessly staring at the outline of his cock through his boxers, a smirk appearing on his lips.

He pulls them down and his length comes to stand tall against his stomach. Your pussy clenches at the sight and you can’t help the moan that leaves your lips.

God, he was so pretty, without doubt the perfect size and girth. And, gosh, you couldn’t wait to find out how he’d feel inside.

His hands come down to the waistband of your panties, and you lift your hips for him so he can take them off.

He licks his lips at the sight, his fingers coming back to play with your folds. “Fuck, so pretty, baby..”

“I can’t wait anymore, baby, please,”

You wrap your legs around his waist, efficiently tugging him closer, and Haechan takes that as an answer, hand finding his throbbing dick and giving himself a few tugs before lining himself up to your aching core.

He rubs his tip up and down your folds, the mix of your juices and his pre-cum making him glide smoothly. He taps his dick on your clit a few times before pressing his tip to your entrance.

He looks down at you, hand coming to caress your cheek before slowly pushing in.

The both of you moan in unison at the intrusion, his head coming to fall on your shoulder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” he mutters as he fully bottoms out.

“S-so fucking tight-,” He moans out against your neck.

You moan, his cock so deep, it’s just perfectly touching that one spot that makes you see stars.

He pulls his hips back almost completely, before snapping them back to yours with a hard thrust.

He does that a few times before he finds another rhythm, his thrusts starting to pick up speed as he lets out a series of moans near your ear.

He kisses your cheek before pulling away and changing angles. His hands find your legs and push them back a bit, allowing him to reach even deeper.

“Hyuck!” You scream, his length hitting all the right spots at this new angle.

He only responds with a low moan of his own, his hips moving fast, at a relentless pace as he desperately chases his release, trying to coax your own at the same time.

“A-are you close, baby?” He asks through short breaths. “Can’t h-hold back much longer-”

You nod furiously, moans slipping past your lips as he continues abusing your sweet cunt.

You feel yourself getting there, and your pussy clenches around him.

“Fuck!” he groans at the feeling of you sucking him in, your walls clenching around his length, threatening to make him spill right there.

“H-hyuck!” you scream, letting him know you’re close.

“C-can I cum inside, baby, please, please” He whines.

You nod and that’s all he needs to know, he continues desperately fucking himself in your tight walls and within seconds he spills his load deep into you, the feeling of him triggering your own orgasm.

He falls against you as he reaches his high, arms wrapping around you and burying his face into your chest. Your legs are trembling, pussy desperately clinging onto him, milking him whole, causing him to moan into your chest.

When both of your breathing comes back to normal, Haechan gently pulls out before collapsing back against your chest, your hands coming to run through his hair as you both calm down.

He presses a kiss to your shoulder and looks up at you, “You’re mine, okay?” he says, tone a bit softer.

You hum in response.

He shakes his head, pulling back a bit to cup your cheeks. “I mean it, (Y/N).”

“I want you to be my girlfriend, mine to cherish, mine to love.” he says, a hint of vulnerability in his expression.

“Then I’m yours, hyuck..” you whisper back.

He smiles and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your lips, “good.”

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Falling asleep on Jeno by accident

pairing : jeno x reader

word count : 504

an: since i disappeared for a while, here’s some silly fluff 🥹

You could hear the gentle tap of raindrops against the window as you typed away at your computer. The only other noise was the rhythmic clicking of the keyboard next to you and the occasional sound of Jeno clearing his throat. You checked the time—it was a bit past 7. Just finish this section of the project and then head home, you told yourself.

Jeno was your classmate and project partner. The teacher had assigned partners, not giving anyone the liberty to choose. Not that you were going to complain—Jeno was cute, and this gave you an excuse to talk to him. And now, here you were, over at his place, working on the project. But hey—a win is a win.

You’d been working for a few hours, occasionally exchanging a few words with Jeno as you both focused on different parts of the assignment. Your elbow was propped on the coffee table, cheek resting in your palm. Finish this and you can go home, you reminded yourself.

But it seemed you were more tired than you realized. Your head began to feel heavy in your hand, eyes fluttering closed as you fought to keep them open. Jeno glanced over from the corner of his eye, a small amused smile tugging at his lips.

Soon, your tired arm gave out under the weight, and your head fell softly against Jeno’s shoulder. He tensed for a moment, looking down at you—but then he relaxed, lips twitching into a gentle smile.

His hand reached up to your hair, fingers threading through your locks with quiet affection as he admired your sleeping form. He wouldn’t tell you just yet, but Jeno had always had a crush on you. And this—having you asleep against him—was something he’d only ever imagined before.

—

An hour or two later, you woke up to the unfamiliar weight resting atop your head and a large hand splayed gently over your shoulder. You blinked the sleep away, trying to reorient yourself. As your eyes adjusted, they landed on Jeno’s sleeping face.

You took a moment to admire him up close, careful not to wake him. His plump lips, thick eyebrows, and that small mole by his eye—god, he was perfect.

You hadn’t meant to fall asleep. You definitely hadn’t meant to do it on him. But now, with the soft rise and fall of his chest beneath your head, and the way his hand was still resting protectively on your shoulder, it was hard to feel anything other than...warm.

You shifted slightly, trying not to disturb him while trying to free yourself to actually go home this time, but his arm instinctively tightened around you, holding you just a little closer.

Your heart skipped a beat at that. And you think—maybe—just maybe, you could stay just a little longer..

Just until the rain stops.

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Take it | l.jn

🎧 into it . chase atlantic

☆ jeno x reader

⋆ 18+ mdni!

⋆ word count! 1.5k

oneshot, nonidol!jeno, afab!reader, bf!jeno, dom!jeno, sub!reader, unprotected sex, car sex, dirty talk, manhandling, possessiveness, spanking, brief cumplay, teensie bit of degradation, creampie, a bit public (they’re in a parking lot), use of pet names (baby), porn no plot...

synopsis . car sex with jeno. that’s it.

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author note: you guys voted jeno so here it is! ;p

i apologize if there is any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. enjoy!! ><

“W-what if someone sees—?” you squeak out, eyes scanning the parking lot in case of any passerby.

“Fuck worrying about who sees,” your boyfriend says, voice rough as he manhandles you in the backseat.

His knee slots between your legs, one of his hands snaking up your neck—his fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back, exposing your throat for him to claim.

Teeth scrape against your pulse point, his other hand sliding up your shirt, calloused fingers digging in the soft flesh of your stomach.

“Gonna ruin you so good,” he rasps out, his mouth pressing wet kisses to your neck, “that you forget how to speak.”

His hips grind down on you just hard enough for you to feel how hard he is, and then his mouth is on yours.

The kiss is all tongue and teeth. It’s heated, it’s rushed, it’s messy. But that’s how it was with Jeno, and you loved every bit of it.

When he pulls back from the kiss for air, you waste no time getting on all fours, sticking your ass out for him eagerly.

Jeno’s breath catches in his throat as you get on your knees for him with shameless eagerness, your ass pressing against the thick outline of his cock—already hardening at the sight of you basically begging for him.

He shakes his head with a low chuckle, weren’t you just freaking out about being in public a few minutes ago?—and here you were, presenting yourself to him like a good little slut.

His hands find your hips, fingers digging into your flesh possessively as he lets out a low groan.

“Fuck—” his hips jerk forward instinctively, the fabric of his jeans straining as you grind back against him. “You’re starving for it, baby, look at you,” he says, amused.

You only offer him a whine in response as you press up against him, teasingly wiggling your ass against his arousal.

One of his hands fist in your hair, yanking your head back to expose your neck once again. His other hand lands a stinging slap across your ass—the sound sharp in the quiet of the car, and you can’t hold back the moan that leaves your mouth at the sting.

“Gonna fuck you stupid,” he growls, teeth scraping your neck briefly before pulling back and flipping your skirt up, fingers hooking into your panties and tearing them down your thighs. “Make your scream my name until you’re too dumb to even think straight.”

He frees his length, cock springing to his abdomen, already leaking with precum.

He teases your slit, guiding the head of his cock up and down your dripping folds, gathering your wetness before he pushes against your entrance—hips snapping to yours with no warning.

You can’t hold back the choked moan that leaves you at his sudden thrust, walls clenching involuntarily, your hands coming to grip the car door for stability.

Jeno’s fingers dig in the soft flesh of your hips as he slams into you with brutal precision—he knows your body like the back of his hand. Each snap of his hips driving his cock deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside of you that makes your vision go blank.

“F-fuck— Jeno!” you whine out. The pretty little moans spilling past your lips just spurring him on.

The car rocks slightly with every punishing thrust, the leather seats creaking under your combined weight as your nails claw at whatever you can reach.

“That’s it—fucking take it,” he snarls, voice thick with lust as his palm comes down sharp on your ass—the slap echoing through the car. You can’t help but clench around him at the tinge of pain mixed with pleasure.

“Keep squeezing me like that—“ he starts, followed by a guttural noise as his hips continue snapping to yours. “Just makes me want to ruin you more—” he grunts.

One of his hands slam against the window, his fingers splaying against the glass as his thighs tremble. His free hand fists in your hair, yanking your head back to attach his lips to your delicate skin, littering your throat in his marks—his teeth sinking down in your sensitive flesh before pressing soft kisses, soothing the mark.

“Gonna cum so deep inside you,” he rasps out, voice hoarse as his hips pick up pace. His thrusts grow erratic, his cock pulsing as your walls flutter around him. “Fill this pretty pussy, gonna— fuck— feel me for days.” He snarls, hips rolling in shallow brutal thrusts, his breathing coming out short and ragged.

And when you sob his name, the sound that leaves his lips is almost feral. His hand leaves the window to grip your hip, fingers digging into you as he drags you back against him—your ass pressing against his body with every thrust.

“J-jeno—! So c-close, m’so close—!” you cry out with a whiny moan.

His thrusts turn punishing, feeling his own orgasm coiling in the pits of his stomach.

Your tight walls clench around his length as your body starts to sputter with your incoming release.

“Jeno—!” you sob, his name spilling your lips like some sort of prayer.

Jeno’s entire body tenses as he feels you clench around him—his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to leave bruises as a guttural groan leaves his lips.

“Fuck—fuck, baby” he rasps, voice wrecked as he watches you starting to fall apart beneath him, your body trembling as you sob his name. His grip on you tightens, pulling you impossibly closer as his hips snap foward, driving himself deeper in your sweet cunt.

“That’s it,” he groans, his breath hot against your ear as his fingers trail up your spine, one hand coming to wrap around your throat from behind—not choking, but applying enough pressure to make your breath hitch. “Take it—take every fucking inch like the good girl you are.”

His other hand slide down to your clit, fingers working in tight, brutal circles as he fucks into you harder, his pace relentless now.

And when you sob again, walls fluttering around his thick length—his hips start to stutter as he chases his own release, his body burning for you.

You come undone with a breathless scream. Your sobs, whimpers, and the lewd sound of your bodies connecting fill the car as Jeno chases his own realease, overstimulating your poor abused cunt.

Jeno’s pace turns sloppy as your cunt clenches around him like a vice, your scream of pleasure sending a shiver straight down his spine. His bruising grip on your hips doesn’t falter, holding you flush against him as he fucks you through your orgasm—each ragged thrusts dragging his cock against your oversensitive walls.

“That’s it—fuck—squeeze me just like that,” he growls, his voice thick with need as his hips continue snapping to yours, his balls slap against your clit with every snap of his hips. His breath comes out in short ragged pants, pressing his head to your shoulder as he chases his release.

Your whimpers only spur him on—his strong grip pulling you back against him as he keeps fucking into you with brutal precision.

The car reeks of sex, the leather seats slick with sweat as your body trembles beneath him, completely wrecked by his touch.

“Fuck, baby— Gonna cum, deep,” he snarls, his thrusts turning erratic, his cock pulsing inside of you as his orgasm rips through him.

Hot, thick ropes of his cum flood your cunt, his hips grinding roughly against your ass as he milks himself dry inside of you.

He collapses over you with a shuddering groan, his lips brushing your shoulder in a possessive kiss, murmuring a soft “mine” before pulling out of you.

When he finally pulls out, his cum drips down your thighs—the evidence of his claim undeniable. Your thighs shake as you’re left empty, body slumping against the seat.

Jeno catches you before you fully collapse, his strong arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls you flush against his chest.

His hand grab your jaw, tilting your head so he can press a kiss to your lips before he trails down your neck, pressing open mouth kisses to your skin.

His hands roam your trembling body as he whispers, “Took me so well, didn’t you, baby?”

His fingers trail down your stomach, dipping down your thighs to feel the mess he made—your slick coating his fingers as he groans.

He brings his fingers up to your lips, pressing, and you take his fingers in your mouth. His breath hitches as your tongue swirls around his fingers, licking them clean like the good little slut he knows you are.

He presses a lingering kiss to your cheek before dragging his wet fingers down your chin, smearing your own slick across your lips and down your jaw.

“Fuck,” he groans, “So perfect, all mine.”

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hii, i hope everyone had a good easter!

i’ll be posting something soon .. probably tomorrow!

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frontwards, backwards, sideways, upside down, doggystyle, 360, no condoms, raw, skin on skin, no lube, no protection, in the kitchen, in the fridge, in the bathroom, in the living-room, in the bedroom, in the closet, in the basement, in the attic, on the floor, on the ceiling, on the walls, in the street, all night, all day, until my pussy explodes, until my legs snap in half, until the hair is ripped off my scalp, until im gasping for air, god please let me have this man.

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wind down is really good 🥹🩵

ahh i’m glad you liked it 🥹🥹🩷

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what is this new tumblr update omfg it’s so annoying

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sometimes im afraid to open tumblr in public because it suddenly appears something like:

haechan fucking you until you see stars and pass out

AND THE TITLE IS THIS BIG WMFKALSKWKSK i feel shy

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mark and reader loving on each other after a hard day of work, could be smut or fluff, which ever pls!🥹

tysm for requesting!! you can read it here

i was so excited to write this but looking at it now idk how i feel about it :(( hopefully you like it though!! 🥹🥹

-kia ♡

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wind down | l.mk

🎧 all mine . brent faiyaz

☆ mark x reader

⋆ 18+ mdni!

⋆ word count! 1.5k

⋆ request? ✓

oneshot, nonidol!mark, afab!reader, bf!mark, softdom!mark, sub! reader, unprotected sex, a bit of dirty talk, praise, brief cumplay, mark is so so good to reader :(, creampie, fluff, use of pet names (baby), porn no plot...

synopsis. both you and your boyfriend had a long day at work, so you decide to wind down together..

likes, reblogs, comments are appreciated!!

author note: i’ve been wanting to write for mark since foreverrrr!! finally here 🥹🙏 i tried to incorporate fluff and smut as per the request—im not sure how i feel about it but hopefully you like it anon, thank u for requesting<3

i apologize if there is any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. enjoy!! ><

The door shut with a soft thud, the only sound indicating that Mark was back from work. It was already the late evening, his schedules having run a bit later than anticipated. He was tired, you were tired—both of you were tired after an exhausting work day.

You peaked up from the couch, watching him silently as he took off his shoes and dropped his work bag somewhere. You could see the tiredness etched on his face, the tension in his shoulders—and honestly, he looked as good as ever even like this.

He notices you staring and offers you a small smile, walking up to you and taking the space next to you on the couch. He sighs and pulls you in his lap without a word, burying his face in the crook of your neck and inhaling deeply.

You smile softly to yourself and play with his hair as he holds you close—basking in the quiet intimacy of the moment. Evenings like this were common between you and Mark—nights where both of you were too tired to do anything, just wanting the comfort of each other presence.

You stay like that for a while—at one point you even think he fell asleep, his breathing steady against your neck and his limbs unmoving if it wasn’t for his tightening grip around your waist. He mumbles something against your neck, his lips brushing your delicate skin though you can’t quite hear what he said.

“Hmm?” you pull back just slightly, gently cupping his face in your hands, “What was that, baby?” you ask him, voice just above a whisper.

He leans into your touch, a small tired smile on his lips as he mumbles again, “I missed you.”

You smile and brush a stray strand of hair from his forehead, “Mmm, I missed you too.”

He sighs and his hands start to wander up and down your sides soothingly, “You’re so pretty, (Y/N)..”

“I look horrible, Mark.” you laugh, knowing your appearance was a bit disheveled from the long day you just had.

He hums absentmindedly, hands coming to find your face and pulling you in for a sweet kiss. “Still pretty.”

You sigh, letting him have his way before pressing your lips against his once more.

Your lips move against each other, soft and lazy at first before slowly growing more passionate by the second.

His hands run through your hair before cupping your face and pulling you closer, deepening the kiss. He pushes his tongue in between your lips, a satisfied moan leaving him as your tongues meddle with each other.

As the kiss deepens, his hands start to wander as well, finding solace on your waist in a possessive grip—pulling you impossibly closer. He breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck, and you can feel his hardening erection pressing against you as the intensity of the moment escalates.

His hips buck a bit, grinding his hardening length against you, a low moan escaping his throat. His hands slide down to your ass, gripping you tightly.

His kisses become more heated, more desperate—all the pent up stress from his day coming out with his rushed movements and you bite your lip at his eagerness.

He bites down gently on your neck, sucking a bit to leave a hickey—his hands squeezing your ass. He's so hard now that it's uncomfortable, and he knows he needs to be inside you soon.

Without breaking the kiss, he stands up suddenly, ignoring the ache in his calves from the intense hours spent in rehearsal—carrying you with him.

Mark drops you onto the bed, careful not to hurt you. His eyes are dark with lust and frustration from his long day as he climbs over you. "I need you, baby, please." He whispers, his breath hot against your ear.

"You have me, Markie." you whisper back, hand caressing his cheek and that's all he needs—

He gently pushes your legs apart, and quickly makes work of his pants, freeing his thick, hard length.

His tongue darts out to wet his lips as he watches you removing your sleep shorts and panties, revealing your bare pussy. He groans a bit at the sight of you spread out before him, so ready and waiting for his cock.

"Fuck, baby, so wet already," he rasps, voice thick with need as he brings a hand to your core, running a finger down your folds and pushing his thumb in your aching hole—before pulling back and bringing his thumb to your lips, smearing your arousal on your bottom lip. "Open,"

You do—letting him push his digit in your mouth and swirling your tongue around it just like you know he wants. He groans, both satisfied and aroused at the sight.

He pulls his hand away and replaces his finger with his tongue. "I need you now, baby, I can't wait.." he whispers against your lips.

And you know you can't resist your boyfriend—not when he's whispering those filthy words so sweetly against your skin. Not that you'd deny him any way.

"I want you," you assure him, fingers playing with his hair.

Mark pulls back, gripping himself tightly, giving his cock a few hard strokes before positioning himself at your entrance.

"I love you" he whispers softly, barely audible before pushing inside you in one swift motion—his thick length filling you completely. He lets out a low moan, his head falling back as he savors the feeling of being inside you again.

He starts moving his hips immediately, thrusting into you with hard slow strokes. "Fuck, I missed this pussy,"

You whine a bit and clench involuntarily at his dirty words.

Mark starts slow at first, giving long, hard thrusts that hit deep inside you. But as his arousal grows, his patience runs thin. He picks up the pace slamming into you faster and harder. His balls slapping against your ass with each thrust—nasty sounds filling the room.

"Fuck, baby, so good," he rasps, "missed this, missed you." He leans down to capture your lips into a deep, searing kiss.

You moan against his mouth, doing your best to kiss him back as he continues his unrelentless thrusts. "M-missed you t-too— Fuck, Mark—!"

He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he thrusts into you mercilessly. He buries his face in your chest, muffling his loud groans. He's so close already, the stress and tension from his day making him feel like he might explode any second.

Despite his own impending release, he manages to slow down his pace momentarily, focusing on hitting that spot inside you that drives you wild. His fingers dig into your hips as he grinds against you, desperately trying to make you cum before he loses control.

You let out a breathless moan, back arching as he hits your sweet spot just right.

He feels you clench around him as he hits that perfect spot inside you over and over again—one of his hand coming down to rub your clit in firm circles, knowing exactly how to touch you to get you there. His own cock twitches inside you as he feels your orgasm approaching.

After a few more thrusts and the extra attention to your clit you throw your head back and moan loudly as you reach your climax—your pussy tightening around him like a vice.

A low moan leaves his lips at the feel of your walls clamping around his length and starts fucking into you again, hips snapping to yours with no restraint, chasing his own orgasm.

His thrust become desperate and erratic—burying himself to the hilt inside you. "Fuck, gonna c-cum, baby—"

He buries his face in your neck as he finally reaches his peak with one hard, final thrust. His cock pulses inside you, shooting hot ropes of cum deep in your overstimulated pussy.

He keeps thrusting through his orgasm—your body shuttering, hands clenching the sheets tightly as he draws out every last drop. "Fuck.. fuck.." he pants heavily against your shoulder.

Then he pulls back to look at you, a lazy, satisfied smirk on his lips. He remains buried deep inside you, feeling his cock twitch with the aftershocks of his orgasm.

He brushes a strand of hair away from your face, "Are you okay, baby?" he asks softly.

You offer him a hum and a small nod—a small, tired smile of your own playing on your lips.

He leans down to kiss your forehead softly, cock still buried inside you. He knows you must be exhausted, so he doesn't move too much, giving you time to recover.

After a moment, he pulls out slowly, feeling his cum leak out of you but he doesn't care—he lets his body weight slowly settle on top of yours, mindful not to crush you as he nuzzles his face in your neck and presses a soft kiss to your collarbone.

His voice is low and gentle as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear, praising you and the way you make him feel. "So good, baby, so perfect, just for me." He mumbles against you. "Mmm, love you so much.."

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mark fic coming soon 😋

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I need more Yuta smut on here oh my god…. Like simple fingering by this man 😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏 I am so unbelievably HORNY for him ughhh

OMG YES 😫😫 no because i HAVE to do that. istg i think about this on a daily basis it’s actually so bad.

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING MWAH

-kia ♡

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I’m just gonna address this again since i’ve had a few requests along those lines, but i will NOT be writing anything noncon/dubcon/cnc as i am NOT comfortable writing that. That said, i will not be writing super dark stuff even if it’s consensual—once again as i am not comfortable with it.

more general kinks like choking/degradation/voyeurism are okay.. i think y’all get what i mean.. 😭

Anyways, putting that aside, thank you so much for all the requests, i’ll do my best to work on them asap! so stay tuned for a lot of new stuff coming from me soon :))

thank you!

-kia ♡

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You should make a masterlist so that's its easy for us to find your stories! I'm one of your works big fan!

I do have a masterlist pinned on my acc!! :)

-kia ♡