sunlxte17

[sunlxte17]

Jake just enjoys having y/n around him..

Pairing: Jake & femreader I figured I haven’t written fluff in a hot minute so here you go :)

The day had been pretty chill so far. You’d just been laying in bed, cleaning and watching tv while waiting for Jake to come home from practice. Little did you know was that Jake couldn’t stop thinking about you while he was gone. Everything reminded him of you. “What’s got you smiling like that?” Heeseung asked before shortly being answered by Niki “it’s probably something to do with y/n, yknow how he gets that stupid smile around her” Niki teased, but Jake didn’t care he just wanted to be home with y/n.

Once practice finally ended, Jake grabbed his stuff and quickly texted you

Jake: I’m on my way baby😘

Once you got the message, you smiled knowing that he was thinking about you. Around 20 minutes later you heard the door open, it was Jake. He greeted you with a tight hug and a kiss on the forehead “I missed you” he mumbled, visibly content with the fact that he was now home with the one person he loved. “I missed you too” you smiled up at him. The truth was that he wasn’t the only one that couldn’t stop smiling at the thought of being home with each other. Jake spun you around before pulling you onto the couch with him. You both had been together long enough that you were super comfortable around each other and could be your playful selves.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you tight as if he never wanted to let you go. As the night went on, you stayed in each others arms and fell into deep sleep.

[sunlxte17]

dad!enhypen x mom f!reader - enha dilf smut

cw: smut, breeding kink, degradation, 69ing some real filthy some real sweet im ngl 2 u ENHA HARD HOURS MDNI 18+

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𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠

It’s quiet.

Too quiet.

Yuri’s finally asleep upstairs, her stuffed bear clutched in one tiny hand. The monitor hums on the kitchen counter. Snow’s falling outside the windows, crackling gently against the fire-warmed glass.

And Heeseung?

He’s looking at you like you’re dessert.

The second you bend down to put your mug in the sink—sweatpants sliding just an inch too low, the back of your tank top riding up—he’s behind you.

His palm presses flat to your lower back. His hips grind into your ass, and you feel him already hard.

“Baby,” he mutters, voice wrecked. “You wanna be a mom again that bad?”

You laugh breathlessly. “She just fell asleep.”

He leans down, lips brushing your ear.

“Then you better keep your mouth shut.”

Your heart stutters. Your thighs clench.

Heeseung grabs your hips, bends you gently over the kitchen counter, and pulls your sweats down just far enough to expose your soaked panties.

“Oh, you’re ready already?” he says, one brow raised. “Just from me watching you do dishes like a good little wife?”

He strokes one finger up the seam of your pussy, still covered.

You squirm. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Heeseung—”

“No,” he whispers, kissing your spine. “Say it.”

“Please fuck me.”

He slides your panties aside and pushes in slowly—deep—like he’s savoring it.

You gasp, hands braced on the cold counter, the stretch already making your legs shake.

And he starts moving.

Not gentle.

Not rough.

Just… focused.

Possessive.

Like he’s claiming you all over again.

“Look at you,” he groans. “Tight like it’s the first time. Wet like you were made for me. This pussy’s been mine since day one, huh?”

You whimper, trying not to moan too loud.

The baby monitor glows quietly in the corner.

Heeseung sees you glance at it and smirks.

“You scared she’s gonna hear?” he taunts. “Worried our little girl’s gonna wake up and hear mommy getting bred like she asked for it?”

You moan into your arm. Heeseung growls.

“God, you’re so fucking hot when you’re trying to be quiet.”

He grabs your jaw, pulls you up just enough to hiss into your ear:

“You know what gets me off? Seeing you with her. Watching you tuck her in, feed her, kiss her little cheeks like the perfect mother.”

He thrusts harder.

“And knowing that this is what you need when she’s down for a nap. Knowing I fuck you so good, you leak for an hour after.”

You’re shaking. Crying out now.

There’s slick dripping down your thighs, onto the floor. Heeseung grabs your chin, makes you look at your reflection in the microwave.

“Look at yourself,” he growls. “So messy. So fucked out. You want another one? I’ll fill you up right now. Knock you up again while our daughter’s sleeping upstairs.”

You cum so hard your knees give out.

Heeseung holds you up.

“Good girl,” he breathes. “Now hold still.”

He fucks you through it. Doesn’t pull out.

And when you feel it—that rush of heat, his cum spilling inside you—you moan like it’s your own orgasm.

Heeseung pants against your neck, then presses the softest kiss to your temple.

“That’s how you start a family vacation.”

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠

The baby’s asleep. The monitor’s on. You’re freshly showered, wearing nothing but a robe, leaning against the headboard with your legs tucked up beneath you.

Jay walks in slowly, towel around his neck, hair damp from his own shower. You smile at him, lazy and soft. He looks at you like he’s been starving.

“You shouldn’t sit like that,” he murmurs, climbing onto the bed.

“Like what?”

He crawls toward you, eyes locked on the part of your robe that’s come slightly undone.

“Like your pussy isn’t the only thing I’ve thought about all day.”

You laugh, but your breath catches when he kisses your thigh. Just above the knee. Then higher. Then higher.

“I’m serious,” he whispers, lips dragging against your skin. “Ever since you got pregnant… ever since you gave birth…”

His hands slide under the robe. Push your thighs apart gently.

“You taste different. Sweeter. Thicker. Like wine.”

You stare down at him, stunned. Flushed. “Jay—”

But he’s already kissing your pussy like it’s communion.

Slow, reverent. Like he’s praying.

He moans into you, loud, unashamed. His fingers dig into your thighs, pulling you closer. You feel his lips part—his tongue flatten—and then he’s drinking you like he’s been deprived.

“Fuck,” he groans, breaking away for a second. “You taste like something aged in heaven and bottled for sinners.”

You whimper. Try to close your legs.

He growls. “No. You gave me a child. You really think I’m ever gonna stop tasting you?”

He eats you with slow, devastating focus. Not teasing. Not rushed. Just deep, soft, relentless devotion.

You cum once—twice—he doesn’t stop.

Even when your thighs tremble, even when your hips jerk up, even when your hand grips his hair like a lifeline.

Jay doesn’t stop until you’re crying.

And when he finally comes up, lips shiny, chin wet, eyes dark?

He kisses your stomach.

The stretch marks.

The curve of your softened belly.

The skin he watched stretch around his baby.

“You taste better now,” he murmurs. “Because you’re mine in every way. And I’m never gonna let you forget it.”

𝐒𝐢𝐦 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐮𝐧

He’s been hard all goddamn day.

You’ve been walking around the house in that little tank top, no bra, nipples brushing the fabric every time you breathe. You keep bending over to pick up your son’s toys, bouncing him on your hip like some sweet little housewife. Jake hasn’t had your pussy in a week, and it shows.

Every time you talk to him, his brain short-circuits.

Every time you smile at him, his cock twitches.

Your son Jacob?

Beautiful. Perfect. The light of his life.

Also ruining his sex life.

It’s not your fault. Jake knows that. But he’s still spiraling.

It’s 9:46pm.

The baby’s finally asleep.

You’re barely in the bedroom before he’s on you.

He locks the door. Turns around. And says it—

“Get your ass on the bed before I fuck you against the wall like a rabid dog.”

You blink. “Jake—”

“No. I’ve been jerking off to the memory of your pussy for six fucking days. I came in the goddamn laundry room this morning like a pervert. The second that kid shuts his eyes, I’m in you.”

You’re already backing up. Jake follows, jaw tight, cock fully hard in his sweats.

“You’ve been teasing me all fucking day. Walking around with your tits out like you don’t know what you’re doing. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

He drags your shorts down. Sees your panties. Laughs, mean and low.

“Oh, these are getting ruined. Hope you weren’t attached.”

He kisses you. Rough. Possessive.

Then drops to his knees and spits on your pussy through the fabric.

“Been dreaming about this cunt. Swear to god, baby. You’ve got the kind of pussy that ruins people.”

You’re gasping. Squirming. Already dripping through the cotton.

Jake groans. “Fuck, you’re soaked. You miss this mouth too, huh? Miss being licked until you cry? Look at you—messy and shaking, and I haven’t even pulled the panties off yet.”

He pulls them aside, tongue already out, devouring you like he’s starving.

He’s loud. Sloppy. Mouth wet and wide and relentless.

“Fuck, I forgot how good this tastes. Like candy. Like fucking syrup. Wanna drown in it. Wanna tonguefuck you until you start babbling, baby. Give me that shit.”

You cum in his mouth in under two minutes.

He doesn’t stop.

“You think I’m done? Nah. Not even close. I’m not pulling my mouth off this pussy till your legs stop working.”

“Mamaaaa?”

Both of you freeze.

“Mama, snack please?”

Jake lifts his face from between your thighs, chin soaked. He blinks once.

Then stands up.

Calm. Still. Murderous.

“I’m gonna drop him off at my mom’s.”

You’re panting. “Jake—”

“I swear to fucking god, I love him, but if he interrupts me one more time, I’m going to lose it. I’m on the edge, baby. Your pussy’s dripping, my balls hurt, and my mouth tastes like heaven.”

He pulls his hoodie on. Wipes his face with the sleeve. Grabs his keys.

“Get ready. Because when I get back, I’m going to come in you until you’re stuffed so full you forget your own name.”

He leans down, kisses your pussy one more time.

Smirks.

“Try not to cum without me.”

And walks out the door.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧

It’s late.

And Sunghoon’s at his limit.

The boys fought all day—chased each other with brooms, cried over identical socks, tried to body slam each other off the fucking couch. He broke up four WWE reenactments, confiscated two folding chairs, and heard the phrase “Spear him!!”more than a Monday Night Raw announcer.

He didn’t even finish his dinner.

Now you’re on your knees, robe slipped off your shoulders, tits swaying as you crawl between his legs with that look in your eye.

He doesn’t speak. Doesn’t smirk. Doesn’t tease.

He just pulls his cock out—already hard—and groans:

“Open your fucking mouth, baby. Daddy needs to forget he’s a parent for ten fucking minutes.”

You moan like you were born for it, lips parting, tongue flat as he feeds it to you inch by inch.

“Goddamn,” he hisses. “That mouth. You’ve been thinking about this all day too, haven’t you? Walking around like my dumb little housewife—cooking for our kids while this tight little throat’s just sitting here. Untouched.”

You gag. Loud. He grins. Dark. Mean.

“That’s it, baby. Fucking slobber on it. I want your spit dripping down to your tits.”

And then—

SLAM. SLAM. SLAM.

“DAAAAAADDDD!!!!!!!”

Sunghoon freezes mid-thrust.

You look up at him—dazed, cock still in your mouth, tears brimming.

He blinks.

Clenches his jaw.

Looks at the door.

“DAD!! JAEWON WON’T TAP OUT—HE’S NOT EVEN SELLING!!”

“HE HIT ME WITH THE PILLOW TOO SOFT!! THAT’S NOT A REAL FINISHER!!”

Sunghoon exhales like he’s in prison.

Stares at you. Then back at the door.

And then he laughs. Quiet. Deranged.

“Let them fight.”

He grabs your head in both hands, forces your face down until you’re choking on his cock again.

“They wanna pretend they’re in the ring?” he growls. “Fine. They can wrestle to the sound of their mother being face-fucked.”

You whimper, throat bulging.

“Yeah. Gag on it, slut. Show me how much you missed this. Bet your pussy’s soaked already.”

You’re dripping. Pathetically.

You can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t move—but Sunghoon doesn’t care.

He keeps fucking into your throat like it owes him something, hips snapping rough, deep, relentless.

“Don’t stop. Don’t even think about stopping. They wanna scream through the door? Let them.”

You moan around him—loud. Shaky.

One of your tits bounces against your stomach with each thrust, and he watches it like he’s hypnotized.

“DAAAAAAD!!! CAN YOU COUNT TO THREE?! JAEHYUN’S PINNING ME AND WON’T GET OFF!!”

Sunghoon barks a laugh, head thrown back.

“Yeah, hold on—let me just finish throatfucking my wife so I can come count to three like a fucking WWE ref.”

You gag so hard tears stream down your cheeks.

“That’s it, baby. God, you look so pretty with my cock shoved down your throat. Bet they’ll shut the fuck up if they hear you choking on daddy’s dick.”

You cum untouched.

Right there on your knees, body shaking, soaked down your thighs—just from the way he talks to you. The way you knowhe’s been waiting all fucking day to use you like this.

Sunghoon feels it.

He pulls you off, cock soaked, saliva clinging in strings to your lips. You’re panting, teary-eyed, flushed.

“You done?” he murmurs. “Or you want me to make them wait while I use your pussy next?”

“DAD. I’M GONNA DO A LADDER MATCH OFF THE STAIRS IF YOU DON’T COME OUT.”

Sunghoon sighs.

Looks down at you.

Smiles.

“Five more minutes. Think you can handle it, mommy?”

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨

It’s past ten. The house is quiet—finally.

And Sunoo is face down in the mattress, one sock still on, his shirt halfway pulled up his back like he got undressed mid-collapse and gave up.

You close the bedroom door softly. Climb in next to him.

“Long day?”

He groans into the pillow.

“She cried because I gave her the green cup instead of the pink one. Then she screamed when I tried to switch it. She said the bubbles in the bath were ‘too round.’”

You smile, brushing his hair off his forehead.

“And then,” he continues, voice muffled, “she fell asleep on me at six-thirty, woke up ten minutes later, and punched me in the nose. I think she might be feral.”

You laugh softly, kissing his cheek.

He rolls over—barely. One eye open. Face flushed from stress and exhaustion and not getting to touch you for four days straight.

“I need you to ride me,” he whispers.

You blink. “Right now?”

“I literally can’t move.” He stretches his arms out uselessly. “My soul left my body around lunchtime. I need you to do everything. Just use me. Treat me like a toy. I’ll whimper, I swear.”

You bite your lip.

He looks so pretty like this.

Messy. Tired. Desperate.

So you peel off your clothes—slowly, deliberately. He watches through heavy lashes, licking his lips when you tug your panties down.

“Please,” he breathes. “Come sit on it. I’m not even kidding. I think I’ll cry if you don’t.”

You crawl into his lap, straddle him gently, and feel how hard he is already—twitching under the waistband of his boxers. You free him with a soft gasp, stroke him once, twice, then sink down slowly onto his cock.

Sunoo whines.

Like, really whines. Head thrown back, hands twitching against the sheets.

“Oh my god,” he whispers. “You’re so wet. Baby, you’re so fucking wet. And warm. You’re gonna kill me.”

You rock your hips slowly, grinding down, pussy clenching around him with each roll. He’s not moving at all—just laying there, fully at your mercy, biting his lip and moaning so sweetly it makes your toes curl.

“You’re such a good boy,” you murmur, leaning forward to kiss his neck. “Letting me use you like this.”

He whimpers. “You’re gonna make me cry.”

You ride him slow and deep, your tits brushing his chest, his cock hitting just right with every movement. He’s flushed, wrecked, totally silent except for the filthy little sounds leaving his throat.

And when you clench around him hard, he gasps and cries out:

“I’m gonna cum—oh my god—don’t stop, please, baby, I need it so bad—”

You fuck him through it. Harder. Deeper.

He cums with his mouth open, eyes wide, hips twitching under you like he’s about to pass out.

He goes still. Completely still.

Eyes closed. Breathing shallow.

You brush his hair back.

“Sunoo?”

He hums, dazed. “You broke me.”

You laugh, kiss his forehead.

“Do you want water?”

He shakes his head, voice barely audible.

“I want Mirae to sleep till she’s eighteen. Then she can move out.”

𝐘𝐚��𝐠 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧

You’ve never hated your own child more than you did tonight.

You love Noa—of course you do—but after ninety minutes of pure hell (a tantrum about socks, three fake pees, one real one, and exactly zero full minutes of sleep), you’re about ready to throw yourself out the window.

Jungwon—freshly showered, soft-eyed, hoodie sleeves pushed up, licking the frosting spoon you didn’t get to finish?

You’re gonna ride his fucking face until he can’t speak.

He walks into the bedroom, hair messy, voice raspy. “She’s finally down. I think.”

You’re already pulling your shirt over your head.

He blinks. “You okay?”

“No,” you snap, kicking your shorts off. “I’ve been thinking about 69ing you for three goddamn days and if I don’t sit on your fucking face right now I will cry.”

His jaw drops. “Wait—like, now?”

You crawl onto the bed. “Yes. Backward. Full weight. No mercy.”

He’s stunned for half a second—then his cock jumps in his sweats.

“Oh my god.”

“Lie down,” you growl.

He obeys. Flat on his back, head against the pillows, already hard and leaking by the time you swing a leg over his head. You lower your soaking pussy onto his mouth, facing his cock, and his hands clamp onto your ass like he’s afraid you’ll disappear.

“Use my face,” he pants. “Fucking sit on it. I can take it.”

And you do.

You drop onto his tongue, grind down hard, moaning when he licks a fat stripe up your pussy and starts sucking like it’s his first meal in weeks.

You wrap a hand around his cock. He gasps into you.

“This nasty little wife,” you mutter, already jerking him off, “riding your face like she’s trying to drown you. Think you’ll pass out, baby?”

He moans. Loud. Unfiltered.

His tongue is everywhere—in your pussy, on your clit, dragging through your folds while you bounce gently on his mouth like it’s your fucking throne.

You spit on his cock. Loud. Filthy.

It lands on the head, stringy and warm, and you spread it down the shaft while you twist your wrist and sink your mouth down on him in one smooth, practiced stroke.

Jungwon chokes.

He jerks once under you—then groans into your pussy, hips stuttering like he’s going to cum already.

“You close?” you giggle, pulling off with a messy pop. “Already? Poor thing. You just want to fill my throat while I cum all over your face, huh?”

He moans. Loud.

You lick a stripe up the underside of his cock and say:

“What if I squirt all over you, baby? Would you drown for me?”

He nods into your cunt. You feel it.

So you bounce harder. Fuck his face faster. Slurp his cock between your lips like it’s your favorite flavor and moan around him when his tongue flicks just right—

You cum first.

Hard.

Your thighs squeeze his head like a death grip as you cry out, leaking into his mouth while he keeps licking, tongue working you through it while his hands pull your ass down, grinding you onto him.

You don’t even give him time to recover.

You suck his cock deep—down your throat, swallowing him whole until he cries out into your pussy and cums down your throat so hard you choke.

You swallow.

Keep sucking.

He whimpers.

When you finally lift off his face, he’s wrecked.

Mouth glazed in your slick, lips swollen, chest heaving.

You wipe your chin, swing around, and lean down to kiss his cheek.

“Next time, you better ask for it. I’m not gonna be the only one begging.”

He blinks. Tries to speak.

Fails.

You smirk.

“Sweet dreams, husband.”

He falls asleep with your taste still on his tongue.

𝐍𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐤𝐢

The house is quiet. Monitor glowing faint on the nightstand. Just the sound of your breathing and the rustle of sheets as you look up.

He’s already shirtless. Grey sweats sitting low, waistband dipping under sharp hips. Hair messy from running his fingers through it, still flushed from cleaning up the kitchen, checking the monitor twice, pretending he wasn’t aching the whole time.

You blink sleepily.

“Come to bed, Riki.”

He doesn’t answer right away.

Just walks to the edge of the bed, climbs in behind you, and presses himself against your back—body warm, hard in all the places that count. His hand slides under your shirt and cups your belly. Not your tits. Not between your legs.

Just your belly.

“I miss this,” he murmurs. Quiet. Low. Dangerous.

You pause.

“You miss what?”

He kisses the back of your neck.

“When you were pregnant.”

Your breath catches.

“Riki—”

“You were glowing. Round. Always out of breath. So soft and full and mine.”

You shiver when his hand slides down—slow, reverent—and presses between your legs.

“Your body knew what I wanted before you did,” he whispers. “Now it’s empty. And I want it full again.”

You turn around to face him.

He’s already hard, pressing up against your thigh. His eyes are wild now, lips parted, flushed all the way to his ears.

“You want another baby?” you ask, barely able to breathe.

He nods once.

“I want you pregnant again, baby. I want you leaking, glowing, begging me to slow down because I won’t stop fucking you.”

You moan.

He flips you onto your back without warning, dragging your panties down, pressing his cock against your soaked entrance.

“You’d look so pretty round again. Tired all the time. Needy. Can’t even ride me properly without whining about your hips.”

You gasp as he slides in, slow and deep and possessive.

“Fuck—Riki—”

“Don’t worry,” he grits out. “I’ll fuck it into you slow. Make sure it takes.”

His thrusts are smooth, devastating. One hand gripping your waist, the other sliding under your shirt to palm your tits.

“These got so big when you were carrying,” he whispers, biting his lip. “So heavy. You hated it. I loved it.”

You whine—louder now. He smiles.

“God, you like it too, huh? Getting knocked up? Being so full you can’t think straight?”

“Yes—fuck, yes—”

“You’re so ready for it,” he moans. “Already dripping. Your pussy’s so greedy, baby. She knows what I want.”

He fucks you harder then. Deeper. His pace messy and obsessive.

When he cums—hot and deep and shaking—he doesn’t move.

Just stays buried inside you, breathing ragged, holding your hips like he can will it into happening.

“Keep it,” he murmurs, kissing your temple. “Don’t let it go. I wanna see you big again.”

Your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging him down into another kiss.

He groans.

“I’ll give you as many as you want. Just keep letting me ruin you like this.”

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[sunlxte17]

Thinking about husband!jay…

Pairing: husband!Jay & femreader

Sfw & nsfw (if ur not comfortable then don’t read)

Sfw:

This man is the definition of husband material. I mean he already takes care of enha most of the time, so he’s already used to the role of being able to take care of someone. And he was raised right caring for his s/o in the sweetest ways (even the small things). On your period? No problem, he’ll make you all your cravings and rub your belly to help ease the cramps. Even when you’re moody, he’ll always find a way to make you feel better even if that means being yelled at bc of ur mood swings. He’s also protective but in a good way yk. Like he’ll find small ways to make it clear that you’re his property without making you or anyone feel uncomfortable. He’s willing to fight if a guy makes a stupid comment or even does something that you clearly don’t like. I mean have we seen him whenever Assange crowd him a the airport? Not happy. And if a simple glare doesn’t get those pervs away then he’ll spit insults and facts at them.

Nsfw:

He’s so gentle and caring when it comes to you. Whether it’s your first time or just another one of those once-a-weeks, he’ll always make sure you’re comfortable and enjoying it. Without a doubt you always come first.

I’m certain he has a breeding kink (well I mean all of enha probs has a breeding kink) but the second you let him hit it raw, something snaps deep within him and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it. He just wants to claim you in every way possible and what better way than putting his baby in you? “Fuck.. you like being filled up by me?” All you could do was nod while being fucked dumb with your eyes squeezed shut and mouth wide open with nothing but moans coming out. “That’s what I thought.. you like being fucked dumb while I breed you like a whore?” And when he finally cums, he goes a deep as possible. I mean there’s just something about the thought of having you swollen with his baby that just turns him on and can you blame him?

@sunlxte17

It was kinda short but I figured I’d post something bc I was bored hehe (also feel free to say hi or request, I have nothing better to do🥀🥀)

[sunlxte17]

I don’t love you anymore…

Pairing: niki & femreader

Angst, fluff at the end?? Mentions of Heeseung

Summary: It’s been almost 3 months since the both of you broke up. Everyone thought y/n and niki would be together forever but it turns out that forever had come to an end or did it?

*flashback*

“This isn’t healthy…” y/n paused—knowing what needs to happen

“I-I know” niki looked down while trying to fight back his tears

Silence filled the air as the two of you refused to look at each other, knowing that would make things worse.

“Just….tell me you don’t love me..and I-I’ll leave”

“You know I can’t do that y/n” tears slipped down his cheek as his emotional barrier starts the crumble.

You finally looked up at him and broke down in tears, still holding each other even if it’s the last time. After a while, niki let go

“I…I don’t love you…” he whispered, knowing it was a lie but also that this relationship wouldn’t work anymore.

You stood up and slowly picked up your small bag of belongings and headed towards the door, hoping he would stop you but he didn’t. He wanted to but just couldn’t.. he was stuck there frozen.

*present day*

Your new apartment felt empty and lonely, it was safe to say you did too. You missed him and he missed you.

*niki pov*

Ever since the day we broke up, I’ve been replaying the moment and regretting not trying to stop her. He’s angry at you for leaving but also angry at himself for staying there and being weak. Niki scrolled through photos of the two of you while he felt his heart start to ache with a piece missing ever since you left.

*y/n pov*

Although you missed Niki greatly, you knew that he wouldn’t come back. I mean he didn’t even try to stop you once you left so he must not want you in his life? Little did you know he really needed you in his life.

You went to a nearby cafe to meet up with your friends, but of course you had to run into one of Niki’s bandmates Heeseung. “You’re y/n right?” He asked. You nodded, knowing this was about to be a long and awkward a chat. “Well uh… Niki won’t pick up our calls. Have you heard anything from him?” He asks. “No. Why?” Y/n asked genuinely concerned for niki “Yknow ever since the uh… thing between you two, he’s been a mess and is avoiding everyone” Heeseung continued. “But I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about” he reassured you before leaving.

‘I thought he would’ve moved on by now’ you thought to yourself, the thought of messaging niki beginning to form in the back of your mind. Throughout the day, y/n tried keeping herself busy as usual, but you couldn’t help but wonder how niki was doing. Eventually, you messaged him, knowing that he probably blocked you but it was worth a try.

Y/n: hey ki, I’m sorry about how we left things earlier, but Heeseung told me that you aren’t answering any of his calls. Is everything okay?

You hit send and a few hours later you got a reply.

Niki: oh.

Niki: I’m fine… just hurts a bit yknow?

Oh you knew alright. although the both of you were still hurting, it felt a bit comforting knowing that you weren’t the only one in pain.

Y/n: yeah I know..

Y/n: can I ask you something??

Oh no, you let your intrusive thoughts win and now you’re probably gonna make things worse. What were you thinking…

Y/n: why didn’t you stop me that night? I mean did you actually mean what you said?… that you don’t love me

Niki: of course I love you y/n. I love you so much it hurts, but I felt that I was torturing you. That I was holding you back…

Niki: I’m sorry y/n. I should’ve fought instead of just standing there watching you leave.

That was the last straw. You missed him so much and after reading that.. that he still loved you, it just made you miss him even more.

Y/n: I’m sorry too ki.

Y/n: I love you.

Niki crumbled after reading your message, the same pain in his chest from when you left reappeared. The both of you continued to go over the heartbreak all night, which eventually ended in you both forgiving each other after hours of crying.

The next day you woke up to a tear-stained pillow and memories of the heartache last night. After making yourself breakfast, you received a call from Heeseung

“Hey y/n, is everything fine between you and Niki?.. I mean he seems somewhat back to normal.”

“Yeah I guess, is he okay?”

“Oh yeah he’s okay now. We just don’t want him falling back into his old state… he wasn’t doing well.” There was a long pause, before Heeseung spoke again

“You seem to care about him a lot.. and it seems that you’re a really important part of Niki’s life. I’m just saying that maybe the two of you wasn’t such a bad thing after all… anyways just give it some thought yeah?”

“Mmhmm” you said softly before hanging up. You began to think about being with Niki again, you missed his smile, face, smell and just his existence and it was clear that he did too.

Later that day, you built up the courage to FaceTime Niki, he picked up of course.

“Ki… I miss you. Like a lot..

“Me too… fuck it hurts so much” a tear began to run down both yours and Niki’s face.

“I’m coming over” you said before grabbing your keys and driving to the dorm (which was only 15 mins away). Once you got there, you knocked on the door and within seconds, niki opened the door. He quickly enveloped you in his arms, his tear-stained cheeks meeting your lips.

“Fuck I love you”

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It’ll be an angst thing with a little fluff at the end (idrk yet)

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✧Too late. She moans my name now ✦༺⊹

This writing is my own; no copies, adaptations, or translations are allowed. I hope you like it. 𓂃

✦ 1.2K words * Masterlist˚ Taglist₊‧ ✦𓂃 

Ni-ki x fem!reader ⚠️ CW: +18, jealousy, possessiveness, rough intimacy, dirty talk, choking, oral (m receiving), spanking, marking, phone call humiliation, creampie, breeding kink, emotional tension.

He wouldn’t touch you. Not after all the fights. So you begged. Now he’s fucking you hard enough to make your ex hear every moan.

The room was silent. Only the dim glow of the bedside lamp lit the outline of his body, naked on the bed, giving you a perfect view of every tense muscle, every shadow that defined his broad back and narrow waist. Ni-ki hadn’t looked at you once since he entered the room. He hadn’t spoken to you. Hadn’t touched you. Nothing. And you couldn’t take it anymore.

Days without a single fucking touch. No affection. No kiss. Just arguments, shouting in the middle of the night, doors slammed shut… all because of your stupid ex who kept calling like he still had a claim on you. And you, with that naive sense of calm, had tried to de-escalate. Had tried to explain to Ni-ki that the other guy meant nothing, that he wasn’t part of your life anymore. But Ni-ki couldn’t stand it. And you couldn’t stand the silence either.

You walked slowly to the bed. He still had his back to you. The silence between you felt like concrete. “Ni-ki…” you whispered, but he didn’t answer. You moved closer, reaching out, your fingers barely grazing his skin.

He turned around sharply, his eyes burning with restrained rage. “Don’t start. I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to fight anymore.”“I’m not here to fight…” you whispered softly, almost trembling. “I came to say I’m sorry.”

Ni-ki closed his eyes tightly, like your words only made things worse. He turned away from you again. “Do you really think a damn ‘sorry’ is going to erase what you defended? What you excused?”You bit your lip. Pride hurt, but your need for him hurt more. “I just want to be with you… I just want you to look at me like before.”

You moved in from behind, wrapped your arms around his waist. He tried to push you off with one hand, sighing heavily. “No. Don’t touch me right now.”“Then tell me you don’t love me anymore,” you murmured, kissing his shoulder blade. “Say it, and I’ll leave.”

Silence. His jaw tightened. “Don’t provoke me.” His voice was low, tense, dangerous.

But you kept kissing him, lower, softer. Your lips drifted to his neck, and his breathing hitched. His hand caught your arm, this time tighter—but not to push you away. He held on. “What if I just want you to hold me…? What if I just want to prove I belong to you?”

That broke him.

Ni-ki turned abruptly, grabbing your wrists and pushing you down on the bed. His eyes were full of anger, yes, but also the desperate kind of need he tried to hide. His lips crashed into yours—brutal, messy, hungry. He kissed you like he hated how much he wanted you, his hands trailing over your body like he needed to make sure you were still there, still his.

His lips devoured you. Nothing soft. Nothing sweet. Just raw frustration. He bit, sucked, held you down with a grip he only used when control slipped through his fingers. His hips pressed against yours, and his tongue forced its way between your lips, like he needed to erase any trace of someone else.

He yanked your underwear off without hesitation. The fabric didn’t stand a chance before it hit the floor. You were left wearing only his oversized t-shirt—too big, too his—and that seemed to set him off even more. “Look at you…” he growled against your neck. “My shirt. My bed. But you’re still acting like you’re not completely mine.”

His fingers slammed into you, two at once, fast, deep, impatient. He fucked you with them hard, hitting that spot inside that made your whole body shake. “You’re so fucking wet… and I’m the one who’s supposed to be angry?” he scoffed, his tone mocking. “Pathetic.”

You moaned beneath him, clinging to his neck as he gave you no space to breathe. His mouth dropped to your chest and bit down through the shirt, leaving a harsh, burning mark.

“Don’t pull away,” he growled when you squirmed. “Don’t you dare tell me to stop. Not tonight.”

Your mind was gone. Your body was melting. Your thighs trembled, your pussy pulsed violently around his fingers. Suddenly, he lifted you with ease and dropped you to your knees in front of him. His erection strained against his pants, bulging, ready to snap. Ni-ki pulled them down, and his cock sprang free, hard and heavy, the tip flushed and dripping.

“Do what you’re good at,” he muttered coldly. “Have your fun. Like it’s the last fucking time.”

He gripped your hair and forced you to look up at him. You didn’t speak. You just opened your mouth and took him in. The taste, the heat, the weight of him—he filled your mouth and your senses all at once. “That’s it…” he groaned through clenched teeth. “My pretty little slut.”

He fucked your mouth without mercy. Each thrust deeper, faster, pushing past your limit. Tears streamed from your eyes, saliva coated your chin, and still, he didn’t stop. His hands were tight in your hair, guiding you like a toy.

Then your phone rang again. The name on the screen: your ex.

Ni-ki froze. He pulled out of your mouth, a thick string of spit trailing. He grabbed the phone, glared at it, and answered.

“Listen, asshole,” his voice was sharp as a blade. “Call again and I’ll break your face. She’s not yours. Never was. She’s on her knees for me, swallowing it like she fucking needs it. And now you’re gonna hear exactly what it’s like to be irrelevant.”

He tossed the phone on the bed—still connected. He shoved you onto the mattress and flipped you over, pulling your hips up roughly. No warning. No pause. He slammed his cock inside you with one brutal thrust.

You screamed, your voice tangled in spit and moans and heat. He started moving fast, punishing, every thrust deeper than the last, smacking into you like he was trying to make a point. “This what you wanted, huh?” he grunted in your ear. “You want him to hear how fucking needy you get for me? Let him know this pussy only gets wet for me.”

A harsh slap landed on your ass. Then another. Your skin stung, your walls clenched. His hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing just enough to leave you breathless as he kept pounding into you.

“You’re mine,” he hissed against your back. “Mine. And I’m gonna fill you so deep you won’t be able to hide it.”

The phone was still on. Still active. Moans, cries, his name over and over. Then, finally, the line cut off.

Ni-ki smirked darkly. “Coward,” he murmured. “He knows he lost.”

He leaned over you, biting your shoulder, his hips snapping into yours with more power, more fire.

“I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice ragged. “And I’m giving it all to you.”

He spilled inside you with a guttural groan, shaking as he emptied himself deep. He didn’t pull out. Just stayed there, catching his breath on your back.

“Don’t take it out,” he ordered, breathless and rough. “I want it to stay in. I want you dripping with me so everyone knows what happens when someone tries to take what’s mine.”

He wrapped his arms around you from behind, his lips brushing your ear with a final, vicious whisper:

“I’m gonna put a baby in you, princess. So that fucker finally gets it—you’re mine. Only mine. Fuck.”

✦N/a: Hiii, I hope you all liked it a lot! I love you so much, my loves!

✦Taglist: @lezleeferguson-120 @nuki-riki @ijustwannareadstuff20 @vvenusoncasual @miellette @enhacolor @xxkatsusjinsux @somieverse @ourshin @han-to-my-minho @douqhnxtss @nuggets4lifers @mitmit01 @highway-143

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Enhypen playlist (nsfw and sfw)

Heeseung:

Cheating on you- Charlie Puth

Boyfriend- Ariana grande and social house

I wanna be yours- arctic monkeys

Snooze- sza

Jackie brown- Brent faiyaz

Nsfw:

Collide- justine skye

Swim- Chase Atlantic

Into it- Chase Atlantic

Rodeo- lah pat

Under the influence- Chris brown

Jay:

You get me so high- the neighbourhood

Highway to hell- AC/DC

Demons- imagine dragons

Bloodline- Ariana grande

Nsfw:

Slow down- Chase Atlantic

Wine Pon you- doja cat

Diet Pepsi- Addison Rae

Why’d you only call me when you’re high?- arctic monkeys

Jake:

Overdrive- post Malone

Peaches- Justin Bieber

Love yourself- Justine Bieber

Shout out- enhypen

Sweater weather- the neighbourhood

Good days- sza

Nsfw:

Moonlight- Chase Atlantic

Right here- Chase Atlantic

Get you- Daniel Caesar and kali uchis

Always- Daniel Caesar

Sunghoon:

Pillow talk- zayn

2 on- tinashe

Long way to go- Cassie

Boyshit- Madison beer

Brooklyn baby- lana del Rae

Nsfw:

Hotel- montell fish

Ohmami- Chase Atlantic

One of the girls- Jennie, the weekend, lily-rose Depp

Drugs and money- Chase Atlantic

Sunoo:

Love me not- ravyn Lanae

Sweet dreams- j-hope and Miguel

Tadow- masego, FKG

Obsessed- ayumu imazu

Moonlight- kali uchis

Nsfw:

Seoul city- Jennie

Coffee- Miguel

Champagne and sunshine- PLVTINUM and tarro

Fever- enhypen

Paradise- Chase Atlantic

Jungwon:

Cinnamon girl- Lana del Rae

Monster- Justin Bieber and Shawn Mendez

Effortlessly- Madison beer

Do you- Miguel

Seasons- wave to earth

Pretty boy- the neighbourhood

Nsfw:

Die for you- the weekend

Pussy fairy- jhene aiko

Deep- summer walker

Streets- Doja cat

Paradise- Chase Atlantic

Heaven and back- Chase Atlantic

Niki:

Lowkey- niki

Limbo- keshi

Sour times- Madison beer

Sweater weather- the neighbourhood

All the stars- Kendrick Lamar and sza

Not like us- Kendrick Lamar

Nsfw:

Slide- Chase Atlantic

Rodeo- lah pat

Boyfriend- dove Cameron

The machine- reed wonder and aroura Olivia’s

Daddy issues- the neighbourhood

Friends- Chase Atlantic

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Jay nsfw alphabet 2/7

A- aftercare

Jay is the king of aftercare. Feel sore? He’ll massage you. There’s nothing he won’t do to make sure you’re comfortable.

B- bondage

He’s a big fan of blindfolds and tying you up. He loves having you open for him to use you however he wants (especially if you’ve been a brat).

C- cockwarming

He views it more as an intimate thing between you both. Like imagine hes just come home from practice and is too tired to fuck you, so instead he just lays there while you cockwarm him. He’ll hold you close and kiss you.

D- dirty scale

He’s not that dirty compared to the other members, but he’ll do ‘innocent’ things like slapping your ass every time you walk past or holding you waist. It’s just become a habit atp.

E- edging

He edges you as a punishment. He rarely does it but when he does, oh you’ll be shaking and covered in bruises.

F- fav position

I feel like Jay is a little lazy when it comes to sex. He gets you to cum, but he mainly wants you to do all the work (unless he’s punishing you). Therefore jays fav position is cowgirl. The sight of your titties bouncing and the look on your face while you fuck yourself dumb on his cock, it’s irreplaceable.

G- grip

This man loves to grip your ass and tits. He just does it for his own comfort, it’s just become a habit that he does all the time atp.

H- hair pulling

He loves your neck. Especially Kissing it and marking it, and when you guys are fucking he won’t hesitate to grab a fistful of your hair just so he can see your neck. On the flip side, whenever he eats you out, and you tug on his hair. Ohhhhh it’s heaven to him.

I- intimacy

Jay loves to be close to you. He’s such a gentleman and will hold you close when he’s inside you (unless it’s mad sex). He loves hugging you and just being around you in general.

J- jerk off

I don’t think he does it that much, only when he’s on tour and misses you a lot.

K- kinks

Breeding kink all the way. He’s such husband material istg.

L- lingerie

He loves when you wear lingerie. It’s like a little present all wrapped up for him, mo doubt that he’ll rip it off the second he walks through the door. He’s more of a red/ black lingerie kinda guy.

M- manhandling

Since you often fall asleep, he’s used to picking you up and carrying you. But there’s something about it that just makes him crumble, the fact that he can just throw you around like it’s nothing and grab you while fucks you. He knows it’s sick but he can’t stop.

N- no bra

Whenever you’re at home all day, you don’t wear a bra obviously. So whenever he sees your hardened nipples peak through your shirt, instant boner. He loves your tits and marking them.

O- oral

He loves your pussy. The grip you have on his hair while he eats you out ughh. He sucks and licks your clit while whispering praises and plays with your hardened nipples.

On the flip side, if he’s had a rough day and you offer to give him a blowjob, he’s not saying no. His length glistens with precum, waiting for you to take it and when you do. He’s a moaning mess and a head pusher for sure.

P- public sex??

I don’t think jays into public sex. He’s more of a private guy and likes to take his time.

Q- quickies

Unless he’s dying to fuck you, he wouldn’t go for quickies. When he does though, he’s fast and rough.

R- rules

He has boundaries when it comes to sex, he wants you to be comfortable and safe. He uses condoms, since the both of you don’t want children yet. And best believe he’ll always make sure you guys have a safe word if things get to rough.

S- sex playlist??

He has one for sure. Someone made a thing about Enhas playlist and he had “are you all good?” By breathe Which suits him perfectly. He’s a softer guy, he doesn’t fuck you he makes love to you, if that makes sense??

T- tits

I’ve said this already but he loves your tits, big or small. He cups them while making out and leaves hickeys all over them.

U- unprotected sex

He’ll always use condoms unless you both want children. He seems fairly responsible so I don’t think any accidents or anything would happen but if they do, he’ll be there no matter what.

If you decide not to use condoms, he would be cautious at first but then he would be a mess. Especially since he loves to mark what’s his and the only thing he loves more is your pussy.

V- vibrator

He abuses your clit with them. While he’s eating you out, he’ll put it on the highest setting and edge you with it until you’re shaking beneath him.

W- wet dreams

He doesn’t have that high of a sex drive, so I don’t really think he has that many wet dreams.

X- x-ray

He’s got the thickest for sure. It’s not bald but not super bushy, it’s just clean enough so that it doesn’t become uncomfortable.

Y- you first

He’s a gentleman so no matter how horny Jay is, you always finish first.

Z- zzz

Since he’s the king of aftercare, you always fall asleep before him. He lays there while you’re curled up in his arms fast asleep.

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I’m watching Ginny’s nd Georgia rn and I don’t know if it’s just me but Paul gives off Jay vibes iykyk.

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Omg your Heeseung nsfw alphabet was so amazing‼️ Are you going to do the other members by age order or just randomly?

Omg ty!! I’ll be doing it in age order, I’m doing jays rn❤️❤️

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Heeseung nsfw alphabet 1/7

Smut, nsfw, hee x femreader

Not proof read

A- aftercare

He’s so gentle, he tends to you before even thinking about his own needs. Cleaning and covering you in kisses while whispering praises into your ear.

B- breeding kink

He def has a thing for breeding you. Like having you in mating press and filling you up with his cum. The thought of it just gets him hard.

C- condoms?

I feel like he’d hate the feeling of condoms, but use them since you told him to. As soon as you allow him to go raw, there’s no stopping him (rip).

D- dirty secret

While he’s on tour, Heeseung goes through photos/videos he took of you while he ruined you. Jerking off to them and cumming hard at the thought of being inside your pussy.

E- edging

You love to edge him, he gets all whiny and hot, begging for you to let him cum. When you finally do, he cums HARD, squirming under you touch. “Don’t think you’re getting off that easily” he warns after the effects of his climax subside.

F- fav position

I feel like Heeseung is the kind of person that loves to see the look on your face while being fucked. Like missionary or looking in the mirror at you ruined state. It just turns him on and therefore his by far one of his fav positions.

G- grip

It’s not super tight, but tight enough to leave red marks after (and maybe even bruises if you were being a brat).

H- hair pulling

If you’ve been a brat, then best believe hee has a fist full of your hair and with not let go. Your back arched and ass up while Heeseung hits it from behind. He’ll yank on your hair every now and then to expose your neck for him.

I- imprints

After sex, you WILL be left with bruises and hickeys. End of story.

J- jerk off

Little do you know, hee has a small collection of your panties that he uses to jerk off with. Whenever he’s needy, he’ll just scroll through photos of you while jerking off with your panties, painting them with his seed.

K- kisses

As I said before, Heeseung loves to give you hickeys and pepper kisses all over you. He pays special attention to your tits, loving the way they harden under his breath.

L- lazy make out sessions

When you’re both horny but too tired for sex, he’ll just have you on his lap which eventually leads to lazy make out sessions. Grinding against his hardness, desperate for friction.

M- missionary

Hee just loves to see your face while he fucks you, so missionary is one of you guys most used positions. Something about it just feels so intimate, he hold eye contact for sure while whispering praises into your ear.

N- nutting

As mentioned before, Heeseung def has a thing for breeding you. That means that every chance he gets, heel be cumming inside you (or on your stomach if you don’t let him cum inside you).

His cum is thick and sticky, and when he cums he cums A LOT especially after edging him. I recon it’s around this shade #F6EED2.

O- oral

I stand by the fact that hee is a head pusher. If you play with his balls too, ughhhh he’ll cum instantly. On the other hand, if he’s eating you out, you’ll be quivering and begging for him to stop. He won’t stop until you’ve cum at least 4 times (rip to your pussy)

P- praise kink

Hee loves it when you praise him (not too much tho bc then it gets weird) just simple things like “don’t stop” or “fuck that’s so good hee” gets him off.

Q- quickies

He loves taking risks, and that include quickies. Like imagine being in one of the bathroom stalls at Hybe and hee’s fucking you from behind. He doesn’t like taking too much time to fuck you, which is why he LOVES quickies. Anytime and any place it doesn’t matter.

R- riding

The sight of your titties bouncing every time you bounce on hees cock makes him nearly cum alone. It’s not his absolute fav position (since he likes taking charge) but he loves the look on your face while you fuck yourself on his fat cock.

S- sex playlist

Im a firm believer that Heeseung has a sex playlist. Sings like: streets by doja cat and rodeo by lah pat (that one edit) are def on the playlist. He fucks you rough and sometimes on the beat of the music (if that makes sense)

T- turn ons

Whenever you do things to show off you curves, hee gets an instant boner. Like even just something as small and harmless and wearing a tight-fitted t-shirt makes him hard. He doesn’t even know why and feels like it’s wrong to be turned on by something so small.

U- unlucky encounter

In the few cases where you two do get caught fucking, the second one of the members see you, they slam the door shut and simply walk away (obviously stunned). Heeseung just stays there frozen for a few moments and then makes sure you’re okay (he ends up continuing regardless. Ofc once he come back you into the dorms, the members make fun of him but he doesn’t really care.

V- vibrators

He rarely uses them, but if he does it’s usually for a punishment. Like if you flirted with one of the members for example.

W- wet dreams

He always thinks of you 24/7 including in his dreams. He’ll always wake up hard and you notice it (and help Ofc).

X- x-ray

Hee is def packing (he’s tall so duh) it’s more long than thick, around 4 inches soft and 8 inches when hard. It reaches places you didn’t even know existed, this is his colour: #B76562.

Y- your pleasure comes first

No matter what, Heeseung will always make sure you cum first and feel okay after. He just feels like he can’t even cum without you cumming first (what a gentleman).

Z- zzz

His dick always manages to put you to sleep, he’ll hold you close while you drift off the sleep.

Guys sorry I haven’t posted much😔😖 the first time i attempted writing this it didn’t save (i was halfway through😭)

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Sorry I haven’t been posting that much this week. 😖😖 I’ve been busy with exams, but I’ll be posting more over the next week.

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!!!❤️❤️❤️

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Guys pls give me ideas🙏🙏

[sunlxte17]

Backstage desire

Pairing: niki x femreader

Smut, dry humping, edging, semi-public sex

Wc: 545

The air was thick with the mixed scent of Niki’s musky cologne and sweat. As the crowd roars signalling the end of their concert, you head backstage to see Niki as you usually do. You navigate through the large swarm of fans and finally make it to Niki’s dressing room, slowly opening the door to greet him. “Hey ki” he looks up from his phone and smirks at the sight of you. It ignites something deep inside him, the sight of you existing and being so small compared to that giant turned him on. “Hey baby” he murmurs in his deep voice and gestures for you to sit with him. “Missed you” niki admits before pulling you into his arms, nuzzling him face into the crook of your neck. “I missed you too” you look at him, his pupils are blown with lust as his hands move lower until they find your ass. You shudder at the feeling of his hands exploring your skin. It wasn’t long before you were sitting on top of niki, the friction of his jeans against your skirt making you wriggle and whimper. “Mmmphh ki” you whine as you feel your climax building “shhh not yet” Niki holds your hips to stop you from grinding and flips the both of you over so he’s on top. He looks up at you as a silent ask for permission to continue. You nod immediately, needing to feel him…all of him. He gestured for you to lay down as he unbuckled his belt and took off your skirt. “Fuck you’re so wet already” he rubbed your clit through your panties “p-please” you pleaded, looking up at him through your lashes. He nodded in response and hooked his fingers onto the waistband of your panties, slowly taking them off. “Fuck” he groaned at the sight of your bare pussy, before stoking his length a few times and teasing your entrance. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he slowly pushed inside to let you adjust to his big cock. The both of you moaned at the feeling, throwing your head back onto the couch. Once you adjusted to him, he started to pick up the pace, fucking you dumb already making you moan. “Shhh baby, we don’t want the other members to hear how cock drunk you are do we?” Although you didn’t want to admit it, the thought of being caught turned you on even more, making you clench around his dick. “Does that turn you on huh? Such a dirty whore” he scoffed as he felt you clench around his dick. You felt a familiar knot start to build in your stomach “please ki… I’m so close” he continues to fuck you deeper and harder, wanting to feel you fall apart on his dick. “Wanna cum huh? Go on then.. cum for me” immediately after hearing him, your hips jerked and shuddered as you fell apart, but niki didn’t stop. He fucked you through your climax, feeling your tight walls flutter around him as the knot in his stomach snapped. “Fuck y/n” he groaned as he came inside you, hips shuddering. After you both came down from your highs, niki played on top of you, bodies slicked with sweat.

“Love you…”

I hope it wasn’t that bad. It’s my first time writing smut🙈🙈

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How would you feel if I did suggestive/smut work???🙈🙈

[sunlxte17]

Masterlist:

Ot7:

Getting into an argument with enhypen

How enhypen would apologise after an argument

Sweet dreams

Enhypen playlists

Lee Heeseung:

Nsfw alphabet

Park jongseong:

Nsfw alphabet

Husband!jay

Sim jayeun:

Jake just loves having you around

Park sunghoon:

None!

Kim Sunoo:

Is this what falling in love feels like?

Yang jungwon:

Better?

Nishimura riki:

Backstage desire

I don’t love you anymore…