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xotaemintol · 1 year ago

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Who are the best kissers in NCT iyo? (Plz include RIIZE im begging)

NSFW MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

! (You will be blocked if you are a minor) !

Ofc I can add Riize 🩷🩷 I hope you don’t mind that I only did six members, this list would be even longer if not for my writers block 🥲 but in my opinion, the best kissers in NCT are….

Yuta is such a good kisser. Probably the best on the list actually, when he kisses you it always feels so sensual—he used the perfect amount of tongue; never too much or too little. He’s confident in his skills so he usually ends up leading, in the beginning of the kiss he’ll let you lead for a little while, especially if you kissed him first. But when he’s done letting you take the wheel, he’ll change the pace and add a little tongue. If you let him, he’ll kiss you until your lungs are aching, but even then it’s not enough for him. He has to keep going until you’re begging for him to fuck you, he kisses you until you’re basically begging for more. He’s the most likely to finger you while making out with you because he gets so turned on by kissing you, it happens so often actually that you refuse to kiss him in public unless it’s small kisses on the cheek.

Mark, is definitely one of the best kissers in NCT. The first time you made out with him as a dare and it was so good you were practically dragging him to his bedroom. Ever since then Mark has always been the best. And you should’ve expected it when he said that he was “pretty okay” at kissing. He’s more of a slow and steady type of guy when it comes to kissing, he wants to make sure you really feel his lips—that you feel butterflies when he slips his tongue into your mouth and that you can tell just how badly he wants to be inside of you. He won’t hold you there until you’re about to pass out from the lack of oxygen, in fact he’s the first to pull away; but it’s only so he can watch you follow his lips waiting for more. He thinks kissing you is so hot, and he finds it so sexy when you get turned on from kissing him.

Sungchan is almost too good, his lips are so soft and warm, they feel otherworldly. He could kiss your underwear off and you wouldn’t even notice, and it’s actually happened more than once or twice. The way his tongue feels in your mouth makes your knees so weak, if your lungs gave out from kissing him you’d be perfectly fine with that because he’s so good. Making out with him when you can’t go all the way is like asking to be frustrated for the rest of the day, and he doesn’t make it any better. His hands are just as slick as his tongue, and as soon as he feels your lips quiver he knows exactly what to do next. It goes from kissing to practically fucking each other with your mouths, it’s so passionate and heated…you could get off just from kissing him and he knows that too.

Jaehyun is very obviously a great kisser, he’s so smug about it too—grinning against your lips when you lean into him a bit too much or quickly. Biting down on your bottom lip ever so softly as he pulls away, and he can’t even hide how turned on he gets when kissing you too. It’s so hot. The way he breathlessly chuckles as hes teasing you by just grazing your lips with his own, even if his entire face is flushed and he’s practically panting. But when he starts actually kissing you he immediately becomes weak in the knees, moaning quietly into your mouth with you sat on his lap…he’s so weak when he’s making out with you and it only makes kissing him feel so much better.

Haechan is so good…he always leaves you wanting more, you could kiss him until his lips fall off. The way his lips feel is so heavenly, and when he’s kissing you he’s not going to tease you…if he’s not too frustrated that is. But on his worse days (but best for you) when he’s desperate to be inside of you, he kisses you like he need you to breathe. Don’t pull away from him for a second, he’ll hold your head there and keep going until you’re both light headed. Not even then is he done though, with kiss swollen lips he’ll pull you closer to him—until your bodies are so close that they could melt together from the heat, and continues the kiss you broke. He looks so fucked out just from making out with you, his entire face is flushed and he’s panting as he starts at you and then your lips…he’s just as addicted to kissing you as you are him.

Ten is so good that he makes you feel sensitive, hes either really experienced or just really luckily to be that good. He chuckles against your lips every time you whimper or moan into his mouth, sometimes if he’s feeling kinky enough he’ll lick your tongue. He’s such a kinky kisser. Kissing him is almost better than sex, and instead of kissing you until your lips hurt he’ll pull away and make you ask for him to kiss you. And don’t just say you want it, no. He wants you to describe how you want him to kiss you, if you want his tongue in your mouth you better say it, if you want him to bite your lip you better say it. Depravity is the key for him, it’s okay if you cant keep up with him—but he always expects you to learn and apply what you’ve learned where you see fit. And that means returning all of his teasing bites, every lick, and all of his slightly degrading remarks.

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vanesycho · 10 months ago

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don't you think Ten and his friend "who ten has a crush on" practicing dancing together but turn into something else due to the overwhelming skinchip is kinda interesting?

Yeah I'm just in my FEELS right now 💀

thank you so much for your request🤍😣 I can't help myself when it comes to Ten, this man is so...UGGHHG

Warning:Smut,p in v

wc:1,5k

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"You're still doing it wrong." Ten laughed when you shouted in exasperation, you laid down on the floor and took deep breaths as you looked up at the ceiling.Ten bowed and stepped into your line of sight. “Again?” You sat up, looking at Ten's outstretched hand, you took it and let him lift you up. But you tripped when he pulled you too close, and when you went too hard on Ten, he held you tightly by the waist. “Oh, are you okay, I’m sorry.” When he lightly squeezed his hand on your waist, you held your breath for a moment and pulled back immediately. "I'm good thank you."

There was one part of the dance where you were constantly getting stuck and after almost 15 minutes you still weren’t making any progress. “Let’s rest for a bit, okay? We still have time.” Ten went to a corner and sat down but you didn’t want to give up. When he saw that you were still trying, he grinned before drinking the water. “You’re ambitious, huh?” He watched how your body curves moved, looked at your footwork, and got a better look at where you were going wrong. After watching you for a while, he came to you, you were just sitting there, he leaned over to you. "If you let me?"

You nodded, he made you repeat the dance move where you lay on the ground, he grabbed your legs and came over you. He looked at you lying on the ground, thinking for a moment how beautiful you were under him. You sensed a slight smile on his face. “You’re not flexible enough, you’re stiffening yourself.” Your bodies got even closer when he grabbed your legs and pulled you, his knee caressing between your legs through your clothes not helping at all. "Relax, hm? Want me to help you?" His whispered tone made your body tremble for a moment, you didn't care about dancing or anything else at the moment. “How do you plan to help?” He pulled back, you looked at him with disappointment. “You should do a few more exercises, I’m sure it’ll be better.”

You took a deep breath, walked over to him and tried to replicate his moves, he chuckled when he realized how reluctant you were. "What's with that expression on your face? Was there something else on your mind?" You sat on your knees and clasped your hands behind your back like him, lifted your head and stretched your body. "I don't know what you're talking about." your eyes were closed, but opened when you felt a figure in front of you while. Ten was leaning forward and looking at you with a slight smile. He held your chin that was already up and caressed your cheek. "You're doing well, stay that way for a little longer and we'll move on to the next move."

His fingers moved towards your exposed neck, wandering vaguely along, leaning in even more and starting to plant small kisses. "Ten-" You spoke, with difficulty. You were about to bring your hands to his chest to stop, which were clasped behind your back, but he grabbed your wrists with one hand and stopped you. "Go ahead, you still have 1 minute." The breath he breathed into your neck as he spoke made you swallow with difficulty. He grinned at your reaction, burying his head into your neck, you felt his nose and occasionally his lips. It could be the slowest one minute. Just as his hand was about to go inside your shirt, he pulled his hand back when the alarm signaled that time was running out. He stood up. “Good? One last move left.”

He was practically mocking you and you were letting it happen, the places he kissed still felt warm, you swallowed hard and looked at Ten who was sitting across from you. “What’s the last move?” he grinned and came closer to you, making you lie down slowly on the floor, he got in between your legs, and grabbed one of your legs and lifted you up, leaning slightly towards you "Fuck- wait-" He silenced you with a tiny shh sound and whispered into your face. "Legs play an important role in dancing Y/n, but they are not flexible enough, it will hurt a little but trust me." You didn't know whether to think about the pain between your legs or your dick touching between your legs. Both of them were literally causing you pain, he pulled back when you threw your head back and groaned in pain,you let out a deep breath. “God! That really hurt."

Ten shook his head, you felt his gaze, he examined you from head to toe. "Take off the bottom." You laughed with confuse, tilting your head slightly to the side. “What?” When you noticed his serious face, you wet your dry lips, his eyes immediately went to your lips, he leaned in and placed a small kiss. Then another kiss, then another, then he sucked on your lower lip for a long time, putting his weight on you and making you lie down on the floor again. He back up for a while. "You have to make this move Y/n, one way or another." You felt his warm lips on your neck again. "This time the only thing you'll get is pleasure. Now take it off and let's stretch that beautiful body of yours."

He took off everything that was underneath, taking off your shirt as well, and then he pulled back and grinned for a moment. You felt embarrassed under his gaze. “Oh, you’re more perfect than I imagined.” He leaned over, licked one of your nipples, then sucked on it for a long time. "Let's see if your pretty pussy feels as good as I thought." You watched him take off his clothes, checking out the tattoos on his body, he definitely had a great body, not too muscular, this image made you want him even more. He separated your legs and came closer to you, grabbed one of your legs and lifted up like before.You held your breath as the pain from earlier slowly came, then you felt his cock caressing the entrance to your pussy. "I-It hurts." You let out a moan as he gently pushed the tip inside you. “I’ll make sure you don’t focus on the pain in your leg, baby.” He pushed it all the way inside you and your loud moans echoed in the empty practice room, made him chuckling.

The way he moved slowly inside you was driving you crazy, the inside of your pussy tightly wrapping around him, one of your legs in the air bringing your bodies closer. Ten's eyes rolled back from the pleasure and he took quick breaths. "If I had known you had such a tight and warm pussy, I would have fucked you sooner- oh fuck.." His movements started to get rougher, the wetness and the sound of your bodies meeting surrounded the four walls. You whimpered, you had already forgotten about the pain in your leg, or maybe it didn't hurt anymore because you were used to this position. "Ten..You're so good, fuck but please faster.." The wave of pleasure that came as he sped up his hip movements made you close your eyes, you heard him laugh. "It doesn't hurt anymore, does it? Maybe we should do this exercise before every dance from now on?"

Just thinking about it could make you cum faster, Ten was really talented at dancing, his legs and arms were strong, the way he moved his hips so skillfully, you knew where these would come in handy now. He started to place wet kisses on the inside of your raised leg, biting and sucking occasionally, never breaking eye contact with you while doing so. His cock moving inside you made you moan for a while, one more thrust and you whimpered his name "I'm gonna cum..Don't stop, please." He placed one hand on the ground, the other still on your leg, his movements becoming erratic and rougher. His entire cock went in and out of you repeatedly, your wetness surrounding his cock, some of it dripping down to your pussy. Ten closed his eyes as he felt his closeness, whimpering quietly, breathing irregularly most of the time. "You feel so good baby.. Yeah? fuck- im so fucking close." You let out a tearful moan, finally, your cum dripped down your pussy, Ten pulled back and held his cock with his hand, making a few more movements and cummed on your stomach. You tried to catch your breath, Ten laid down next to you and looked up at the ceiling, you turned to him, you smiled at each other when he looked at you the same way "Does your leg hurt? I was afraid I might have gone a little too far." Actually the pain wasn't as much as before, as Ten said, you had already forgotten it with pleasure. "No, I'm fine." he lifted his head and kissed your lips. You chuckled to yourself as you stared at each other for a moment. Ten frowned slightly. “But maybe my other leg need some stretching too.”

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xdjville · 11 months ago

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wayv and pda

pairing: wayv x gn!reader

cw: none

author's note: guess who's back from the dead! long story short i've been booked and busy, and since i started this blog purely to post if and when i have an idea and/or inspiration, i didn't want to push myself to put out just anything. i'll continue to write as motivation comes though, so please stick around 🫶

#kun

not really huge on pda. he prefers to keep intimacy for, well, intimate spaces, but still enjoys showing his affection for you to the level that says "this is my partner and i love them" without making any of the parties involved uncomfortable. that said, he prefers to do it with actions over touching, like opening the doors for you, walking on the side of the sidewalk that's closer to the street, or helping you out of your outerwear, but linking your arms or wrapping his hand around your waist is also very welcome. he's extremely observant too, so he'll move your necklace if the clasp has shifted to the front, fix your hair or head accessories, or take care of an eyelash that fell on your cheek. bonus: not exactly pda unless someone else is in the car, but he will put a hand over your thigh when he's driving.

#ten

honestly couldn't care less. not that he doesn't show pda, he does, a lot, but he never does it on purpose. he'd just casually put a hand around your shoulders when you're walking, on your thigh when you're sitting down, or place his chin on your shoulder when you're waiting in line out of habit. he'd touch your arm or shoulder when he's talking and lightly slap your arm while laughing because it feels natural to him. he's mindlessly reaching for your hand and intertwining your fingers when he's absorbed into telling a story, and give it a little squeeze when he's done and realizes it. most of those he would also do to his members or other close friends, but none of them would give him that familiar feeling in the stomach when reciprocating his affection like you do.

#winwin

not a fan, at all. not in front of strangers, not family, not the members. you'd have to take things slowly and look out for his reactions to get an idea of what he's okay with, or simply just sit him down and get it out of him. he will get shy and embarrassed, and that's the main reason for why he's not big on pda, but unless you plainly don't respect his boundaries he won't be uncomfortable to the point of getting annoyed either. he can handle a few teasing comments from his members and probably will gradually accommodate, but he still prefers when there's only one pair of eyes watching him. when it comes to holding hands, please link your pinky with his, for the sake of his heart (he also thinks it's cute).

#xiaojun

gets shy about pda but does it nevertheless. what can he say? he's whipped for you and he couldn't go an hour without a peck on your head, at the very least, and if someone happens to be in the same room at the time, then that's what the universe must have wanted. he's really just slightly less clingy in public than he is in private, and maybe will limit the amount of kisses according to who's there with you, but won't really complain about anything you initiate. will he blush all the way to the tips of his ears if anyone comments on his display of affection? yes. is he going to do it again in the span of the next thirty minutes? also yes. is he going to get over the shyness anytime soon? probably not.

#hendery

no amount of eyes can stop hendery from showering you with all the kisses and touches you deserve. he loves you and he's not afraid to show it - more than that, he might even get a slight ego boost from a stare or a teasing comment (to which he will respond with something along the lines of him being able to pull someone like you and make you embarrassed instead). he lives by the rule that if he can see you, he should be able to touch you and will sulk if you sit too far away for his liking. got past the stage where the members would tease him for pecking your lips by throwing shade back at them and now wouldn't even flinch if they walked into the room right into your make out session (which may or may not have happened).

#yangyang

he doesn't mind pda, but most of the time won't initiate it either. he's fine with more casual things like holding hands, hugging, or an occasional kiss on the cheek if that's something you're into, but he will get embarrassed and slightly uncomfortable if you do anything more without a warning, espacially in front of a bigger group of people. he has pretty strict boundaries in this matter but he's more than happy to communicate them to you and make sure he's aware of your own, as well as make sure that you don't feel pushed away. yangyang's also not a fan of showing affection in front of his members. he'll throw an arm around your shoulders when you're all watching a movie together if you've already been together for a while, but that's about it. you'll get all the cuddles and kisses in the world when you head to bed for the night though.

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kpopsexstories · 11 months ago

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Master List: Gay K-pop Smut

There's gay smut on this blog! 😄

This blog has primarily been about straight sex: male k-pop idols with either fictional female characters, or with you as the (female) reader. For a year that's all I wrote!

But due to popular demand I've expanded my horizon and opened up to writing gay smut too. In this post you will find an overview of my gay series and links to individual stories.

My Gay Series

I now run several gay series on the blog. The links lead to their respective pages on Story Finder, my external website where you can browse the archives.

Gay K-pop One-shots – Plot-driven smut stories with fluff. Member-on-member or idol x male reader.

Quick Fix Gay – Very short stories that focus more on the sex. Member-on-member or idol x male reader.

Dating Ban Series – The boys of a given group can't date girls. As their gay friend you help them out with their sexual frustrations. All stories are idol x male reader.

➕ Stories are published continuously without a schedule.

➕ Requests are open!

Identifiers

To make it easier for you to find stories you like I include identifiers at the start of each post/story:

🧑🏻‍🤝‍🧑🏻 MEMBERS: The k-pop idol(s) the story is about. I'll also specify if it's member-on-member, member-on-reader, and who is the top/vers/bottom in the scenario.

📦 CONTENT: Key words describing the sex, like Missionary (position), Riding (position), Cumshot, Jerking off, Blowjob, Outdoors, etc.

🍆 TYPE: Refers to the sex and can be:

VANILLA: Sweet, innocent or inexperienced sex

MEDIUM: Regular good sex

WILD: Usually rougher and more explicit

STEAMY: Sensual and passionate involving all senses

UNCONVENTIONAL: Any of the above but with a twist, for example an unusual kink

Posting Schedule

My gay stories generally don't have a fixed schedule. They can appear at any time, though I limit myself to max once per week to mix with my straight content.

I may sometimes announce schedules in advance. For example, I tend to release Quick Fix stories in "seasons" with a story per week for several weeks. I've also done "Gay Thursdays" where every Thursday for several weeks I publish a pre-announced gay story.

You can check the Up-coming Stories page on Story Finder (external website) to see if there are any new gay stories coming soon!

Stories

Below is my master list of individual gay stories. The stories are listed per series and alphabetically per group and member.

* Listed more than once because more than one idol is the main character.

** Listed more than once because is not the main character – part of another member's story.

*R* Requested

Gay K-pop One-shots

NCT CHENLE & JISUNG (Pt. 1) struggle to find time for sex *R*

NCT CHENLE & JISUNG (Pt. 2) finally get some alone time

NCT JENO & JAEMIN wedding night

NCT LUCAS takes you on a ride on his motorcycle *R*

MX WONHO & HYUNGWON picks you up at a bar *R*

Quick Fix Gay

NCT DOYOUNG* compares dick sizes with Jisung

NCT JAEMIN muscle kink *R*

NCT JENO fucks you missionary style *R*

NCT JENO & JAEMIN are your dominant tops *R*

NCT JISUNG* compares dick sizes with Doyoung

Dating Ban Series

Not alphabetical because the stories in this series are meant to be read in order.

Jisung Pt. 1 – Your best friend Jisung reveals his sexual needs when you come for a visit.

Jisung Pt. 2 – You satisfy Jisung's needs.

Haechan – Haechan wants in on the action and takes advantage of you when the others are out.

Mark – Mark sneaks into the bathroom when you're about to take a shower, which leads to hot sex while the others are right outside.

Renjun Pt. 1 – Renjun comes out to you and gives you a blow job in the swimming pool of the NCT Dream apartment complex.

Renjun Pt. 2 – Renjun bottoms for you in the swimming pool locker room.

Jeno Pt. 1 – There seems to be no boundaries left when Jeno comes to Jisung's room to fuck you. He doesn't even close the door!

Jeno Pt. 2 – Chenle and Jaemin listen in while Jeno fucks you hard.

Chenle – Needy Chenle bluntly wakes you from a nap. He's horny and frustrated that you've had sex with seemingly everyone but him.

Jaemin Pt. 1 – Your week-long visit is coming to an end. You embark on a traditional bike ride to Jaemin's favorite spot outside the city.

Jaemin Pt. 2 – A nostalgic moment by a secluded lake leads to unexpected outdoor sex.

All 7 Members Pt. 1 – The stigma is completely gone and the members of NCT Dream are sad to see you leave. You're having sexy with Jisung when Renjun and Jeno come to join.

All 7 Members Pt. 2 – The stigma is completely gone and the members of NCT Dream are sad to see you leave. You embark on an insane orgie with all of them.

All 7 Members Pt. 3 – Rushed for time, the members gather around to all shoot their loads onto your naked body.

Straight Master List & Story Finder

Check out the Master List post for my straight k-pop smut stories. I'm always open to requests, gay or straight.

Or, visit my external website Story Finder where you can browse all stories by content, idol, word count, popularity, requests, and more!

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wayvchip · 10 months ago

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wayv as types of drunk people at a party

kun

— wouldn't get drunk LMAO

— designated driver and certified mom of the group

— gets water for himself and for the others when they need it

— makes sure people aren't vomitting on themselves

— apologizes for the other members' actions (especially on ten and hendery's behalf 💀)

— kun: "i swear, they usually aren't like this......."

ten

— 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 drunk

— finds himself on a crowded dance floor against several other sweaty bodies

— flirts with anyone that shows interest in him

— makes out with random strangers

— has the most awful hangovers the next day

— ten: "not sure why drinking makes me whore out but here i am!!"

winwin

— emotional drunk

— he's just sitting in the corner with a blank stare

— reflects on his life decisions (he wonders if he would be happier if he had just stayed in china instead of joining sm)

— grunts when someone tries to make small talk with him

— winwin: "man i just wanna go home......"

xiaojun

— social drunk

— suddenly becomes a social butterfly when under the influence

— tries to make friends with everyone at the party

— befriends the party host's pet dog

— loud with no filter

— xiaojun: "gUys if you had to pick would you rather pee a grape or poo a pineapple?"

hendery

— crazy drunk that goes on side quests

— leaves the party and comes back 30 minutes later with a 24 pack of gatorade

— has everyone wondering how he managed to disappear and then reappear without anyone noticing

— kun: "hendery, did you drive to target?!? that is so reckless and irresponsible i can't believe-"

— hendery: "nah, i ubered there"

yangyang

— affectionate drunk

— giggles a lot

— gets really clingy and touchy with others

— cuddles with random people on the sofa

— has that really cute alcohol blush across his face (he denies it)

— yangyang: "what?? no my face isn't red, i feel just fine!!!"

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dreamwithlost · 11 months ago

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RECARGA ACONCHEGANTE

Ten x Reader

Gênero: Fluff, família feliz scr

W.C: 938

ᏪNotas: Essa aqui aqueceu o meu coraçãozinho, não costumo escrever muito sobre casais com filhos, mas acho que preciso, por que sempre me deixa feliz 😞🙏 (Pedidinho incrível!!!) Espero que gostem meus amores! Boa leitura!

Você chegou em casa depois de mais um longo dia no escritório de advocacia. O relógio marcava dez horas, e o cansaço pesava sobre você como um cobertor de chumbo. Cada passo no salto alto era um esforço, e finalmente poder retirá-los e atirá-los para longe foi uma dádiva.

Seu corpo clamava por um banho quente e a suavidade da cama, mas o silêncio da casa, que por um momento lhe trouxe alívio, começou a incomodá-la. Com duas crianças em casa, o silêncio absoluto era raro, especialmente numa sexta-feira, quando as noites eram mais longas e animadas.

— Shh, papai — Ouviu um sussurro vindo da sala, reconhecendo a voz de Chen Tao, seu filho mais velho, com apenas cinco anos. Uma risada suave de Ten, seu marido, acompanhou o sussurro, aquecendo seu coração.

— Ten? — Você chamou por seu parceiro, pousando a bolsa sobre a bancada da cozinha e seguindo o som das vozes.

Ao chegar à sala, deparou-se com uma construção improvável: lençóis pendurados sobre cadeiras e o sofá marrom, formando uma cabana improvisada, iluminada pela luz quente de um abajur que projetava sombras suaves nas paredes. Era uma visão encantadora, um toque de magia no cotidiano.

— Meu Deus — Murmurou, mas logo uma risada escapou de seus lábios — O que vocês estão aprontando?

— Vem cá, mamãe! — Chen Tao exclamou, a animação traindo o segredo que tentava manter.

Com cuidado, você se abaixou para espiar a cena dentro da cabana. A luz suave iluminava os rostos de sua família, criando um cenário que poderia ser facilmente confundido com o próprio céu. Chen estava sentado com as pernas cruzadas, balançando-se ansioso ao lado do pai. Ten segurava Liang, seu filho mais novo, que dormia profundamente nos braços fortes e protetores.

Era impressionante como Chen Tao herdara seus olhos e sorriso, mas era cheio de energia como o pai, enquanto Liang, a cópia exata de Ten, apesar de ter apenas dois anos, já demonstrava traços de sua personalidade, tranquila e observadora; "haviam nascidos trocados", você costumava brincar.

— Surpresa! — Chen gritou, erguendo os bracinhos em celebração.

No centro da cabana, a mesa de centro havia se transformado em um espaço para um piquenique noturno, coberta com lanches leves e frutas cortadas em formatos divertidos — claramente ideia de Ten, que sabia da sua preferência por refeições leves à noite.

— O que é isso? — você perguntou, um sorriso de orelha a orelha, enquanto se juntava à cena aconchegante.

— Foi ideia dos meninos. Como cheguei mais cedo, ajudei a preparar essa surpresa — Ten explicou, estendendo a mão livre para pegar a sua e depositar um beijo suave nela. — Você está se esforçando demais nesse novo escritório, precisa descansar mais.

— Mas o Liang já dormiu, mamãe! Nem te esperou — Chen Tao pontuou, orgulhoso por ainda estar acordado, mesmo que um bocejo ameaçasse trair seu esforço.

Você escorregou para o lado, levantando-se um pouco para dar um beijo em seu marido, e aproveitando para acariciar as madeixas de Liang antes de lhe dar um selar na testa.

— É que ele ainda é pequeninho, meu bem, não é um homenzinho como você — Você disse a seu filho, puxando-o para o colo enquanto ele inflava o peito de orgulho diante o elogio.

Era um fato irrefutável que desde que abriu seu próprio escritório, a rotina se tornara mais caótica. No entanto, seu amor pela profissão a fazia suportar as dores e noites mal dormidas, certa de que estava construindo um futuro melhor para seus filhos, ao lado de Ten, que também trabalhava duro. Nem todos os dias eram perfeitos, mas a certeza de que o amor de sua família a aguardava em casa tornava cada obstáculo mais fácil de enfrentar. Quando Ten ofereceu um pedaço de lanche, o levando até sua boca, você aceitou com prazer, saboreando o momento. A exaustão de minutos atrás parecia ter desaparecido, substituída por uma paz reconfortante. Se em algum momento naquela noite estava exausta o suficiente para apenas para ir dormir, ignorando tudo, não se lembrava mais, adentrar naquela cabana fora como encontrar o paraíso onde não havia mais dor ou preocupações, e mesmo se houvesse, um simples sorriso de seu marido ou filhos poderia acabar com tudo aquilo.

Você permaneceu ali, ouvindo Chen contar sobre seu dia na escola e as aventuras com o pai que chegou mais cedo. Riu ao ouvir sobre como Liang quebrou um jarro de flores e viu o desespero de Ten tentando impedir que o filho revelasse o incidente já resolvido. Cada segundo era precioso, e você se deleitou com a inocência de Chen, observando-o enquanto sua fala se tornava lenta e seus olhos começavam a se fechar, adormecendo profundamente semelhante ao irmão mais novo.

Você apoiou a cabeça no ombro de Ten e sentiu o carinho de sua mão em suas madeixas.

— É assim que eu descanso — Você confessou, olhando para aqueles olhos nos quais ainda se perdia. — Vocês recarregam minhas energias em segundos. Mas prometo que não vou exagerar, e você também não.

— Combinado — Ten respondeu, selando o acordo com um beijo gentil. — Obrigado por ter me dado essa família.

Você riu, tocada pelo agradecimento inesperado.

— Eu te amo — Sussurrou, entregue a aquela emoção transbordante.

Poderia ficar ali para sempre, cercada por esse amor inabalável. Era ali que você encontrava sua verdadeira paz, entre os lençóis desarrumados e a improvisação que transformava uma noite comum em uma memória preciosa. Nesse espaço apertado, longe do mundo, era onde a vida fazia sentido, e você sabia que nenhum outro lugar poderia oferecer essa sensação de completa paz.

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springseasonie · 1 year ago

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Hello!! I would like to request a ten smut, he is ur husband, and both of y’all get in an argument, and you basically make up! 😃😊

Too Nice (M)

Warnings: sexual content, oral (male receiving), impact play (face smacking), asphyxiation (just a tad)

Word count: 1,8k

A/N: please don't hate me for finally posting this months later I hope you like it <3

You walked into your house, kicking off your heels in frustration as soon as you got into the door. Thankfully your kids were staying at your sister's, so they wouldn't have to hear the argument that was about to happen with your husband.

"So much for be fucking civil," you mumbled to yourself, throwing your clutch on the couch.

"Please don't tell me you're still upset about that," Ten groaned, taking his suit jacket off. He threw the fabric on the coat rack, loosening his tie to get more comfortable. "I thought you dropped it at the party."

"Why would I have dropped it," you snapped, turning to him.

Ten was a bit surprised by how angry you were. It's not a surprise that you're the possessive one in the relationship, he's known this for the 6 years you've been together, but he's never seen you this angry. Although he wanted to pretend he doesn't know what set you off, he does know. And he knows that he's partly at fault for it, but he was just being nice.

"Y/N, we've talked about this. You can't let small things like this upset you," he said, trying to calm you down.

But to you, it didn't feel like he was trying to calm you, it came off condescending. You had anger issues. Anyone who knew you for even a week could tell you this. You've worked on them for a while, and thankfully for you, you met someone who was willing to help you work through it. But even though he was your source of peace, he was also your source of chaos. Your husband is a nice guy and that's why you liked him. But now you've been married for 4 years and he's still a nice guy, too nice. You've told him he's too nice.

"It wasn't small. She flirted with you in front of me and then proceeded to ask if she could buy you a drink," you said angrily. "You let her buy you a drink, Ten."

"I thought she was being nice, Y/N. I didn't want to hurt her feelings. It was just one drink," he argued.

"Yeah just one drink in front of all your other colleagues and your wife," you whined frustrated. "All I ask is for you to stop being so nice."

Ten walked up to you slowly, bangs falling in his eyes with a small smile. He wrapped his arms around you, clasping his hands behind the small of your back. He looked at you with gentle soft eyes, taking in your features silently. You were really his soulmate. He loved everything about you including the moments when you were angry with him.

"You looked good tonight," he said, smiling as you rolled your eyes.

"You can't compliment your way out of this Ten."

"No, but I think I can kiss my way out." He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your lips. He placed his hands on your hips, fingers playing with the sequence in your dress. No matter how upset you were with him, he always found a way to pull you back in. He was your weakness and you knew that.

He pulled away, chuckling softly when you chased his lips. "You want more?"

"Don't be a dick," you whined.

Ten kissed you again, this time deeper. His lips moved slowly on yours, the tension making your stomach erupt in butterflies. You placed your hands on his shoulders, pulling his body closer to yours. Soon enough, the slow kisses turned into a makeout, a heavy one at that. You and Ten stood there, tongues tangling in a sensual fashion. He moved his hands back to your back side, taking the zipper in his fingers.

You smile as you feel him unzip your dress, giggling on his lips. Ten bit your lip softly, feeling your fingers begin to unbutton his shirt. You pulled away from him, resting your forehead on his as you watched your hand travel down his body, fingers brushing against his bulge.

“Fuck I need you,” you whispered, hands wrapping around his clothed cock. “Between the kids and work… I need you really bad.”

“Yeah?” His nose brushed against yours when he looked down, watching you undo his belt.

You nod, unbuttoning and zipping his slacks. You swallow hard, yanking the perfectly tailored fabric to the ground.

“You couldn't even make it to the room,” he mumbled, eyes following your body as you dropped to the ground. One thing Ten loved about you besides your amazing personality is your love for giving head. You loved it, the feeling of being on your knees, him being above you looking at you with those pretty eyes of his.

“My pretty girl just wants to take care of me, isn't that right,” he says, hands stroking your hair softly.

“Mhm.” You pulled his underwear down, the fabric quickly looking at his ankles. He's so big and hard, tip pink and ready for you. Your husband watched you take his cock in your hands, hungry eyes staring up at him as you kissed his tip softly.

A relaxed sigh left his lips when you licked his tip softly, lips wrapping around sucking it softly.

“C'mon baby, don't tease,” he says, sly smirk on his face.

“It's what you get for being nice to that woman,” you mumbled, slowly licking up his cock. Ten watched you open your mouth, sticking your tongue out finally sinking onto his cock. You bobbed your head slowly, eyes never leaving his.

“Jealous but still sucking me off,” he mumbled. “My kind of woman.”

His hand kept stroking your hair softly, quietly watching you bob your head below him. He says nothing but his eyes are intense, they always are. And right now, they're telling you he's going to fuck you until you pass out, which you desperately need.

Ten movements on your hair come to a halt, his fingers now in your scalp as he takes a firm hold of your head. “You gonna let me fuck that pretty mouth,” he asks, voice low and raspy.

You nod, brows furrowing when he pulls your head back, forcing you to take more of him. His brows furrow when you feel you gag around him, the sudden tightness sending pleasure up his spine. You moan with every thrust, eyes now screw shut as he takes control. Your hands clench on the bottom of your dress, thighs clenched on the floor from how turned on you were.

“Look at me,” he grunted.

But you kept your eyes closed, every nerve in your body too on edge to even hear his words. That's when he smacked your cheek, not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to catch your attention.

“Look at me.”

You obey, your big eyes finally seeing the monster you created after a long night of getting on his nerves. He knows how much you like to rile him up, even if you're actually angry. The way he'll always put you in your place makes you weak for him.

“Good girl,” he groans, his thrust getting faster. He doesn't loosen his grip even when you whine loudly.

“My pretty wife loves to rile me up,” he grunts. “Loves to suck me off, fill her mouth with my cock.”

He starts to thrust into your mouth harder, his lips curling into a smirk watching your tears and drool ruin your makeup. You look so pretty with mascara running down your face, lipstick smeared all over your mouth, messy hair. It's making him hornier by the second, his dick almost about to explode with every second he looks at you.

“Fuck I'm gonna cum,” he moans breathlessly. “Want me to cum in your mouth, hm? Want to milk my cock with your mouth?”

Even though he had a strong grip on your head, you managed to nod around his dick. The vibrations of your voice sent chills up his spine, brows furrowing as his jaw dropped watching you below him. The sounds of him fucking your throat, his groans and moans filling the room, the smell of sex in the air- you needed more.

Just when you thought he was almost done, Ten pinches your nose with his opposite hand, cutting off the only air flow you have for just a second. You couldn't help but screw your eyes shut, the sudden lack of airflow sending your body into panic. But you were so turned on by it, your stomach was in a thousand knots, thong drowning in your juices by now.

“You like this don't you,” he says, voice raspy and low. “Pretty baby looks like she's gonna cry.”

The way he taunted you only made you want him more. Ten has always been fascinated at how easily you bend to his will despite being so dominant in the relationship. He loves it.

Ten let go of your nose, finally allowing you some air. You gag once again, staring up at him with your mascara running, brows furrowed in submission. “Fuck, make me cum baby.” He lets go of your hair, allowing you to get rid of the crook that was beginning to form in your neck from the angle.

You took control, wrapping your hand around his shaft, jerking him fast as you pulled your mouth off his cock. His laugh and groans mixed together watching you cough and gasp for air. But you didn't keep your mouth off him for very long. The visual of spit down your chin in your pretty dress made him go crazy. Your husband let out a string of curses when you wrapped your mouth about the head of his cock, sucking him hard.

You felt his body shiver every time you allowed your tongue to lick the slit, your big pretty eyes staring at him. All of the stimulation from your mouth and hands were quickly building, releasing almost there.

“Cum,” you whined. “Please, cum in my mouth.” You jerked him faster, thumb occasionally digging into his tip softly.

Just the sight of you made him cum, fast and hard. You on your knees, mouth open and tongue out, waiting for him to paint you in white and he did. He came, some landing on your tongue, lips, face. You were covered in him and you loved it.

“Fuck,” he sighed, breathing heavily. “I fucking love you.” Before you could even respond, he pulled you to your feet, kissing you roughly while his cum remained on your tongue, tasting himself.

“Baby, please,” you said against his lips. “Fuck me, please. I wanna feel you.”

“Can we make it to the room first,” he chuckled, kissing you deeply once again. He kept kissing you, his hands traveling all over your body. Second go by and the dress you were once wearing are now on the floor next to your heels.

The two of you never made it to the bedroom.

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tzuyusluv · 2 years ago

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❥ Soft Things Wayv Does

Kun

• Sends you videos of him singing songs. Sometimes he’ll choose a specific love song that he knows you like whenever you have a bad day

• When he wears rings, he’ll let you fiddle with them and occasionally will slip them onto your fingers

Ten

• Winks and smirks at you whenever he sees you watching him, especially when he works out

• Sends videos of his cats saying ‘Hi mom/dad, I miss you’ whenever he misses you and you’re not home

Winwin

• Teaches you how to dance and covers your body with his and sometimes he’ll peck your neck when you least expect it

• Sends you voice messages whenever something happens like he got a coffee or he saw a cute animal

Xiaojun

• Whenever you’re in a hot tub together, he’ll let you lean against his chest while he wraps his arms around your waist

• Has a necklace that has your name on it and if he sees you staring at him, he’ll take the necklace and kiss it while looking at you

Hendery

• Calling you Cantonese nicknames and if you don’t know what they mean, he’ll watch as you try to guess what it is, eventually giving you a kiss whenever you’ve given up or when you’ve gotten it right.

• Takes you places at night so you don’t have dispatch to deal with. When he feels bad about it, he’ll take you shopping in a smaller area that he knows dispatch doesn’t look around

Yangyang

• Sometimes he’ll go back and forth between languages to tease you before saying that he loves you and kissing you

• Takes you on strolls around gardens and flower shops and constantly says ‘these flowers are beautiful but not as beautiful as you’ etc

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zeroseuniverse · 4 months ago

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Tempt Me Please

Word Count: 538 Summary: “You should take a break,” you managed, your voice barely above a breath. “Maybe.” His gaze dipped briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again. “But I think I like the way you’re looking at me right now. Pairing:Ten X reader

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The bass throbbed through the floor, the dim lights casting long shadows across the dance studio. You sat against the mirrored wall, water bottle forgotten at your side, eyes glued to the center of the room where Ten moved with effortless grace. Every roll of his hips, every fluid turn of his body, seemed to demand attention—and he knew it.

The music faded out, and Ten's body stilled, though the heat of his performance lingered like static in the air. Breathing heavily, he turned towards you, a sheen of sweat painting his skin in a way that made it impossible to look away. And then it happened—that smile.

Innocent yet smug, the corners of his mouth tugged upward, as though he hadn't just sent your heart into a wild frenzy with the sheer sensuality of his dancing. His eyes sparkled with mischief, but his expression remained teasingly soft, as though butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.

"Enjoying the view?" he asked, voice smooth and lilting, as he walked towards you with the slow, deliberate steps of someone who knew exactly what he was doing.

You tried to play it cool, but the warmth rushing to your cheeks betrayed you. “You know you’re insufferable, right?”

He crouched down in front of you, resting his arms on his knees, bringing his face close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from his skin. That smile was still there, soft and innocent on the surface, but his eyes—they told a different story.

“Am I?” he whispered, head tilting ever so slightly, as though he genuinely wanted to know.

The proximity made it impossible to form a coherent response, your gaze involuntarily flickering to his lips. Ten noticed, of course. He always noticed. The smile grew—still deceptively sweet, but there was a challenge now, a dare hidden behind that angelic facade.

“You should take a break,” you managed, your voice barely above a breath.

“Maybe.” His gaze dipped briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again. “But I think I like the way you’re looking at me right now.”

The tension between you was thick, a charged silence that spoke louder than any words could. And through it all, that innocent, smug smile of his remained—a silent promise, a dangerous invitation, and an irresistible temptation, all wrapped into one.

Ten shifted slightly, one hand pressing against the floor beside you as he leaned in just a fraction closer. "I wonder what you'd do if I got even closer," he mused, his voice a near whisper.

Your breath hitched. "Try it and find out."

His grin widened, pure mischief now as he obliged, closing the remaining distance until your noses nearly brushed. The heat between you was electric, tangible, the air thick with unspoken words and lingering anticipation.

Then, just as quickly, Ten pulled back with a chuckle, his fingers tapping playfully against your knee. "Tempting," he murmured, rising to his feet with effortless grace. "But I'll let you keep wondering—for now."

You exhaled sharply, only realizing then that you'd been holding your breath. As Ten sauntered away, throwing one last smirk over his shoulder, you knew one thing for sure.

This wasn’t over.

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morningsunandnightsky · 1 year ago

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Lie with you | Ten Lee

Pairing: ten x reader

Warnings: death, grieving, unprotected sex (wear protection pls), fingering, usage of petnames, skinny-dipping, illegal graffiti (not advised). Let me know if i forgot anything.

Word count: 4k

Genre: angst, smut, bit of fluff

18 +, minors dni

Sypnopsis: It’s been some time now since the love of his life left this world. But Ten still can’t get over you and he probably never will. He wants to see you again, hold you in his arms and show you how much he loves you. One day when he visits your grave, the chance of spending one more night with you might not be so impossible after all.

Note: chrysanthemums symbolize death and mourning.

An: if you read my work, you know that smut really isn’t something I do. So I was not expecting this story to take such a turn but it did because a friend of mine found out I write and well...long story short this is the result. It’s the very first time I’ve ever even attempted to write smut, so please bear with me. Feedback is greatly appreciated! I advise you not to read this if any of the warnings make you uncomfortable.

Ten's delicate fingers travel over the smooth stone, following the curves of the carvings that bear your name. He looks at you with tears in his eyes, as he does every time. In an attempt to remove the dust from the letters, he briskly wipes his hands across the surface. “I’m sorry, I haven’t visited in a while, my little star,” he whispers.

He lies on the ground next to the headstone, wiping his hands on his jeans. Whilst a chill runs down his spine from the coolness of the ground.

He notices the dazzling stars as he looks up at the pitch-black sky. The few clouds begin to break almost as if on cue, and then there you are, shining the brightest of all, his little star, softly dazzling upon him.

The cool night breeze brushes over his skin as he shuts his eyes and tilts his face up to the sky. His heart aches, and tears are starting to run down his cheeks.

Ten suddenly feels something along his skin, just as if someone was tickling him. His eyes flutter open, revealing…you. with a single white chrysanthemum in your hand and a gentle smile on your face. rubbing it lightly across his cheek. Ten eyes widen as he sees you and for a brief moment his breath catches in his throat.

"Y-Y/N." He mutters in shock.

You carefully wipe his tears away as you keep looking into his eyes with a gentle smile. “Don’t cry…we’ll be alright” you tell him.

He holds your hand tightly; his hand feeling warm against your own. Then he pulls you closer and wraps his arms around your body. Still not believing you’re in front of him,

“you’re really here," he breathes out with a trembling voice. You can hear his heartbeat so loudly and clearly, as if his heart only just started beating because of you.

You run your fingers through his dark locks. It felt the same as always, and yet it felt so different to all the other times you’ve done it before. You can hear him sighing against you, clearly enjoying your touch. You both stay like this for a while. You don’t even know how much time goes by, nor do you care. However, everything feels familiar and peaceful, just like you've returned home.

You look up at Ten and see him looking back at you already. His gaze holds so much love for you but also immense pain. So much so, that you can feel your own heart crumbling down by look in his stunning eyes. His whole face had changed since the last time you saw him. The suffering had left its marks, taking away the glow that was once present. You knew it was because of you.

Cupping his face in your hands, you give him a soft kiss. So gently, as if he’d break if you were any harsher. Ten closes his eyes and kisses back. It only lasts for a few seconds, but it was enough to hold the cracks of your souls together for now.

“Shall we head out of here?” you ask him as you climb to your feet and pull him along. He's still holding your hand, fingers entwined, his thumb softly stroking your skin, and he gives you a nod.

With a mischievous grin on your lips, you sprint back to your car together. You both know exactly what the other is thinking about since you’ve done it countless of times before. A curt nod followed by the engine starting, and you're driving down the highway before you even know it.

With your windows down and the music blasting through the speakers. Both of your voices are overtaking the song as you scream at the top of your lungs. You can tell the few cars that are passing by are giving you looks but you couldn’t care less.

“Do you have the goods with you?” Ten asks even though he already knows your answer. “Would I ever not have the goods?”, you answer and hear him chuckle beside you.

Not too much later, you reach your destination, hop out the window, and open the trunk. Your usual assortment of spray bottles is all spread out, and you shoot Ten a playful look that asks him why he’d ever doubt you. You both take the bottles with you and step into the abandoned factory at the edge of town. Climbing up the ladder and entering the building through a broken window. Graffiti covered the walls, shattered glass was strewn all over the place, and dust was floating around the space like snow in a snow globe. It was perfect. Since it was your little secret spot.

A wave of nostalgia hits the both of you as you walk past all of the murals you have compiled throughout the years. On the enormous wall were the love doves that represented the beginning of your relationship that you’d painted on your first date. And as you went deeper into the building, all of your memories seemed to be displayed like you’re walking through a museum about your own love story. The old place appeared more alive thanks to the vibrant walls than when the space was still in use.

Entering the final, hardly standing room on the rooftop, you lay out your stuff and start your final piece. The location was illuminated by the distant town lights and the flashes from your phones. You both work quickly yet carefully. The air feels thick with paint fumes and perhaps something else too.

You both decide to inscribe your initials within a heart-shaped graffiti piece tonight. It was simple, especially compared to your usual extravagant work the two of you'd do. Yet the simplicity also held a lot of meaning, as it marked the very end of your journey. It seemed as though you were bidding your work of art adieu and saying, "Let's meet again sometime."

Ten keeps stealing glances at you whilst you work, and he swears that every time he looks at you, the butterflies explode more than the last time. You looked as gorgeous as ever as if no time had passed since you last saw each other. He lets his eyes follow your movements, as he can’t take his eyes off of you. He stands behind you when you are completing the last details of your joint project. His body feels hot against your own, and you can feel his lips brush your neck as he whispers in your ear, “So beautiful…”, causing you to shudder.

"Ten…" you exhale, as his hands begin to explore more of your body and his lips start kissing your skin. However, he stops when he hears sirens in the distance. He dashes to peer out of the opening that served as a window.

"Shit, they're heading this way," he lets you know as he rushes back to get you, before escaping. You both notice the red and blue lights getting closer as you sprint back to the car. "Give me the keys, I know a spot," he says but before you can do that the police catch up quicker than you both expect, so you duck behind some bushes and pray that they haven't noticed you yet. And just as if your prayer is answered, they drive past you.

“Come on” Ten says, and you both run away, not even bothering to take the car now. You turn around slightly and look up at the building to take a last glance at the ‘TEN + Y/N’ mural you left behind. Was it a bit childish? Yes. Did you care? Absolutely not. Because it was your final recollection of each other.

After walking for a few blocks, you burst out laughing. "I can't believe that we got away with this." "I was so sure they had us this time," you scream as the thrill of adrenaline shoots through you. Ten laughs along with you, “I know right? If they came even a second earlier, we’d be done for.”

The walk is filled with more laughter and a whole lot of reminiscing about the past. And although you two are beaming, each step you take still feels heavier than the last, you both feel it but neither of you brings it up, not wanting to add to each other’s pain.

The air feels chilly as you make your way down to the secluded lake, Ten had taken you to. It was surrounded by trees, and it looked like it was taken straight out of a fairy tale. You look around mesmerized, “What is this place? It’s amazing,” you exclaim.“I’ve been wanting to take you here for a while now. I discovered it when I was driving around one time, and I’ve been coming back ever since. It should be all ours for tonight because nobody else is ever here at this hour.”

He takes your hand, brings you up a little cliff, and asks you to close your eyes. You take a hesitant step forward, and he has his hands over your eyes. He tells you that you can look when you arrive at the edge, "Okay, we're here," and removes his hands to show you. You see the moonlight reflecting in the water as the lake flows by. The trees' leaves are softly rustling in the mild breeze, creating a soothing sound. You were in complete awe of the sight, which was only enhanced by the lights surrounding the area. “Oh my god…this is absolutely stunning…” you say still not over the view.

Ten chuckles besides you and you feel his arms sneak around your waist again. He looks at you instead of the scenery, “yeah…it’s absolutely stunning…” his eyes flicker to your lips and he leans in to kiss you. It’s filled with all of his love for you, and you can feel every emotion seep through. You both kiss for a few minutes until he pulls back.

“Now…are you thinking what I’m thinking?” he asks with a sly grin on his face. You look from him down to the water. “You’re kidding, right?” you say feeling nervous as you can tell exactly what he is thinking. The grin on Ten’s face only grows as he starts shaking his head. “ofcourse, I’m not kidding. Why? Are you scared?” he asks teasingly. You huff and cross your arms, pretending to be confident as you answer, "Not at all," but you can't help but swallow anxiously as you glance down at the water.

Ten gives you a comforting kiss on the head and giggles as he hugs you from behind. "If you really don't want it then we don't have to do it but I think you do want it," he states. "It's not like I don't want to…it's just so high up and- and what if there is something in the water?" You nervously ask. "Well, we won't know unless we give it a shot, will we? And we’ll do it together like we always do, it'll be ok.”

you nod slowly as you consider it. "Are we completely undressing?" you ask. Ten gives you a nod. "You're aware of the expression 'go big or go home', right? So, let's go big because we definitely aren't going home." Despite laughing at what he said, you still agree.

You both quickly stripped off your clothes. And the thrill of seeing each other naked still made your hearts race even after being together for so long.

Ten's eyes follow every movement you make. You looked amazing to him; every inch of your skin was flawless. You feel your body heat up as he admired you and you can't help but glance at him too. His toned body and tattooed skin made your knees weak. You turn back to the water, trying to hide how flustered he makes you.

Grabbing his hand, you quickly run hand in hand towards the edge of the lake and dive in. The cool water envelopes your bodies immediately. And you swim around, splashing each other and laughing the whole time.

As you float on your backs, the silence of the night crept up on you pleasantly. Feeling completely content with each other's company, that’s filled with lingering gazes and rapidly beating hearts.

However, as you continued to swim, your innocent amusement soon evolved into something more passionate.

You swim closer and closer together until your bodies become entangled. The beautiful swaying of the water only fuels your desire for one another.

Your kisses are deep and strong, and your hands freely move across each other's bodies. You had never felt so alive, so engulfed by one another.

His hands rest on your waist, and he moves closer to you until you feel his chest press against yours. You feel yourself heating up, and the cold water appears to affect you a lot less now. Placing your arms around his neck, you close the distance until you are just inches away from each other. He notices how you’re biting your lip and it only turns him on more.

"Let me do that for you," he says against your lips before kissing you deeply. It was more passionate than any other kiss, and you could feel your entire body tingle. His skin melted into yours, and your lips fit together flawlessly as if you were only made for each other. The kiss became more intense as you felt his tongue glide into your mouth and start moving against yours. His hands went down to your hips, and you let out a gasp when you felt him squeeze your butt.

Ten begins kissing down your neck and sucking on your skin, leaving a trail of red marks. Your breath becomes heavier the lower he goes. His wet tongue glides against your collarbones, making you shiver. His mouth travels down to your boobs, and you can feel his lips wrap around one of your nipples. You can't help but moan at the feeling as you grab onto his hair. Taking his time with your hard nipple, he circles his tongue around and sucks hard, leaving you gasping for air.

"Does that feel good, baby?" he asks as he begins rolling your other nipple between his fingers. The way your back arches and the moan that escapes your mouth tells him enough. He switches hands and lets the other travel down your body, touching all the right places until he reaches your core. And lets his fingers glide against you teasingly.

"Ten…please…" You beg for more of his touch. "Please, what?" he asks with a seductive smile, pressing his thumb on your clit.

"Please touch me," you pleaded. His smile widens, and he begins playing with your folds. His fingers are getting coated with your juices as he gently starts rubbing your clit. You let out a loud gasp and grabbed his shoulders whilst grinding against his hand, wanting to feel more.

“I don’t think it’s the water that got you this wet,” he says with a smirk, clearly amused by how wet you already are when he has barely touched you.

You let out a small whimper as you try to press yourself more onto his fingers, knowing he is still teasing you by not giving in completely. "Do you want more?" he whispers to you. You nod at him, but he only chuckles, "You have to use your words, darling. Tell me what you want, and I will give it all to you.

"I need your fingers inside of me," you breathe out. The glint in his eyes darkens as he kisses you again, pushing a finger deep inside. The way you moan into the kiss tells him you didn't expect him to give in so quickly, which only makes him smirk more.

Ten raises your thigh and wraps your leg around his waist with one hand, as he starts to slowly push his finger in and out of your pussy. “You’re so fucking tight, sweetheart,” he tells you, picking up the pace. The feeling of his cold metal rings against your core only adds to your pleasure.

"Fu-uck," you whimper as he circles your clit with his thumb. You're dripping down his hand, and you can feel your walls tighten around his digits. "Hmm, so wet for me," he hums, adding another finger and curling it deep into you. Hitting your sweet spot so well. Turning you into a moaning mess.

Ten groans against your neck as he feels you clench around his fingers, and he takes it as a sign to fuck you faster. You can feel the knot forming in your stomach but not wanting to come yet you hold his hand still. When you do this, his brows knit together as he glances at your face. "I want to come with you inside of me," you mutter, gazing at him with glazed eyes and and heavy breathing.

He lifts your body and carries you out of the lake while you hold onto him. As you emerge from the water, your bodies glisten in the moonlight, there is a rawness and vulnerability between you that you've never felt before. It was as if the night had taken away all of your inhibitions, leaving only your love for each other.

He lays you down on the soft grass and caresses your cheek, locking his gaze with yours. "Are you sure about this?" he says, carefully examining your face for any symptoms of discomfort before he does anything.

You smile at him and pull him towards you, “I want you so badly. Please…I need you to fuck me” you say. When you tell him this, he wastes no time as his lips find their way back to yours, kissing you deeply. He settles between your legs, pushing them open. A string of curses escapes his breath as he sees your cunt completely soaked.

He strokes his cock a few times and spreads around the precum leaking from his tip before gliding it along your slit. His smirk returns to his handsome face as he watches how your face contorts in pleasure when he rubs his cock against your clit. Your breath hitches, and you buckle your hips up, wanting to feel him inside of you.

He aligns himself with you and slowly pushes in. "Ten…f-fuck," you moan as he fills you completely. He kisses your skin and holds still for a few moments, allowing your walls to stretch around his length.

"You okay, my love?" he asks, stroking your hair. You nod and tell him he can now move. His hips start to roll against yours. You can feel him sliding in and out of you, pushing deeper each time. You're dripping down his length, as your juices cover every inch of his cock.

"You feel so good…taking me so well," he murmurs as his movements quicken and the lewd sounds of skin on skin become louder.

Your bodies now completely connected in every way possible, as you make love underneath the stars. You moved in perfect harmony, the gentle lapping of the water providing a rhythmic backdrop to this moment.

As you pull him closer to you, the deep feeling in your stomach appears for a second time tonight. "I'm going…fu-uck Ten, I'm-" You can't even finish your sentence as your orgasm overtakes you completely, making you come so hard. The feeling of your walls clenching around him sends him over the edge too. And you feel his cum shoot up your core, filling you up as a raspy deep moan escapes his lips.

He slowly pulls out and lies beside you, trying to catch his breath. He draws you into his arms, “you did so well for me. That was amazing,” he states, still breathing heavily. Smiling at him, you let him know you enjoyed it as much as he did.

He wraps you in his jacket and brings your head to his chest. You snuggle up to him, and you both stay silent for a while. The coolness of the water is now a distant memory as you enjoy the warmth of each other's embrace. "You do realise we're going to catch a cold, right?" you ask after some time. Ten chuckles, "Yeah, probably, but it's well worth it. Everything with you is worth it." You scrunch up your nose at his remark, which only makes him laugh loudly.

"We'll have another excuse to cuddle up," he adds. You listen with a drowsy grin on your face. As time passes while you lie in each other's arms, a sense of melancholy fills the air. You can both sense it deep within your hearts. "I wish we could have more time together," you mutter quietly, eyes glistening with tears. "If only we had more time, maybe things would have been different."

Ten shakes his head slowly, refusing to accept the truth of your words. "I know, darling," he says with a sigh. "I wish it too." You take his hand and squeeze it tightly, hoping to savour every second you have left together.

He can feel your warmth pouring through his fingers as he holds your hand. "I don't want to let go," he whispers, his voice breaking.

Your eyes meet, and a wave of sadness washes over the both of you. You both know that you were about to part ways forever. So, you lean closer and kiss his cheek wanting to mend his broken heart even if it’s just a little bit. It's quiet between you again, and the air still holds your breath. Your chests rise and fall together, sharing the same heartbeat. The moonlight beams on your faces, casting an ethereal glow on the grass where you lie. It felt as if time had stopped just for you two.

Slowly, you open your eyes and glance at him again. For a split second your memories travel back to the first time you met him. It was years ago, when you met him unexpectedly at a time you thought you’d never find someone like him. You never believed in 'love at first sight,' but looking back, you realise your heart has loved Ten since the very beginning.

He never strays his eyes away from yours because he knows this is it, but he's not ready to let go. Running his fingers through your hair he can feel your breath on his lips. He has so much to say, yet the words never seem to come out properly. So he stays silent, wanting to remember this moment forever and seal it in his heart.

Each beat of your heart's echoes in the other’s chest when you wrap your arms around him, wanting to feel his body against your own one more time.

Your eyes fill with pain, knowing that you will have to let go of each other and return back over to your respective worlds. You exchange one more kiss as the clouds cover the sky, bringing an end to your brief yet beautiful rendezvous.

Looking into his eyes for the last time, you can feel the emotions well up inside of you as you see him cry. You want to tell him how you feel, how you've always felt, and how you'll always feel for him, even if you're apart. Because there is no one else you'd rather be with than him.

“I may leave you behind in this world, but I’ll never leave your heart. My love for you will never change. Even if my body is taken from you, my soul will always be with you.”

You tried to smile as you tell him, but the tears streaming down your cheeks make it hard. You couldn’t bear to see him cry and you couldn’t bear the thought of leaving him behind either. But the darkness creeps in even if you don’t want it to, and your voice wavers as you can’t keep your eyes open anymore.

“I love you, with every beat of my fading heart.”

Ten opens his eyes, and his tears keep rolling down his face as he searches for you in the night sky. A broken smile spreads across his face as his eyes find you again, shining so brightly. He holds up the single white chrysanthemum and whispers,

“I love you too, my little star”

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gimmenctar · 1 year ago

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ten x leitora (fem) no enredo o ten é bi. (subentendido) tem tanta coisa aqui que eu nem sei por onde começar: envio de fotos, masturbação, oral (fem), sexo sem proteção, nipple play (se você prestar bem atenção), dirty talk, creampie, cum eating... enfim, boa leitura!

MENORES NÃO INTERAJAM.

Ten estava te cozinhando há semanas, você só não sabia disso. Tudo bem, você admite que reparou os toques mais longos, os carinhos mais íntimos, os atos de serviço, mas não enxergou as intenções que o melhor amigo escondia. Ele não te culpa porque, desde que se conhecem, ele nunca demonstrou atração por você e ainda por cima te fez desenrolar outros amigos para ele em festas. Sempre pensou que fossem platônicos.

Ele também pensava assim, até que você o enviou uma foto sensual para que ele aprovasse antes que pudesse mandar para outra pessoa, tal era o nível de intimidade que haviam criado.

Ele abriu o arquivo sem pensar e foi pego de surpresa quando a visão o afetou mais do que o esperado. Suas coxas fartas foram a primeira coisa que ele viu, logo depois a calcinha rendada pequenininha, o abdômen definido e apenas a base dos seios, os quais ele desejou muito que estivessem à mostra.

Quando ele percebeu, a imaginação já estava correndo por lugares novos, o membro dentro da cueca estava apertado e ele não te via mais com os mesmos olhos. O estrago estava feito.

Por isso, ele se decidiu por preparar o terreno, te amolecer, fazer você enxergá-lo diferente também, até que chegaram aqui. Hoje, Ten te chamou para dormir na casa dele. O que para você soou inocente como sempre, para ele era o completo oposto.

A campainha anunciou sua chegada, e ao abrir a porta, ele te cumprimentou com um abraço demorado, um beijinho mais perto da boca e não deixou de elogiar seu perfume. À essa altura, você está tentando não sentir nada, mas é impossível. Ten sabe que é irresistível quando quer.

"Eu trouxe o vinho." Diz, retirando a garrafa que o amigo aprecia de forma especial da bolsa.

"É por isso que você me ganha." Ele ri, deixando outro beijo na sua bochecha, te desconcertando com a proximidade.

Jantaram devagar, sentados no sofá, quase colados. Tão perto que Ten tocava suas pernas frequentemente entre o diálogo, e você não sabia o que estava acontecendo, porém a atenção recebida depois de duas taças da bebida te fizeram ficar mais carinhosa também.

"Sabe o que eu tava pensando?" Ten começa a fim de sugerir um pouco de diversão.

"Hm." Você responde meio desconcentrada, a mão maior do amigo está perto demais da sua bunda e não te deixa raciocinar.

"Acho que você tá meio estressada ultimamente."

Tudo que obtém como resposta é um murmúrio de aprovação. Ele estica suas pernas e massageia desde a canela até o topo das coxas vagarosamente.

"E se eu quisesse te ajudar a relaxar?"

A proposta fica no ar uns instantes enquanto você processa o que ele acabou de dizer. A intenção agora está óbvia, mas talvez você esteja imaginando coisas.

"E como você faria isso?" Umedece os lábios, saboreando as palavras bem calculadas. Por mais que estivesse sentindo o efeito da massagem, não queria falar besteira e arruinar a amizade a troco de nada.

"Tem tantos jeitos."

Num movimento preciso, Ten puxa seu quadril e te faz repousar com os joelhos envolvendo seus lados. Ele cola o nariz no seu, deixando as respirações rápidas se misturarem enquanto se acostumam com a tensão. Seus dedos arranham a nuca e seguram os cabelos longos do homem, e ele fecha os olhos para aproveitar um pouquinho.

"Me mostra?"

Seu pedido aguça a curiosidade de Ten pelos seus lábios. Ele arrasta os próprios nos seus e resolve sentir o gosto do restante do hidratante doce que estava ali. A lambidinha discreta no seu lábio inferior o fez ganhar uma puxada leve no cabelo, ele adora.

Em uma delicadeza sem fim, se beijam superficialmente. Apenas um encostar de bocas para testar as águas. A sensação nova provoca um tsunami de emoções na sua mente, te fazendo ceder à sede de beijá-lo. A suavidade sumiu.

O beijo logo se transformou em quente, a língua de Ten parecia encaixar-se perfeitamente no seu ritmo. As mãos masculinas exploram seu corpo, desde as costas, passando pela cintura, coxas e pelo quadril.

Ele toma coragem de passar as digitais por baixo do pano fino da sua blusa, subindo até encontrar seus seios cobertos pelo sutiã. Entre o beijo, Ten se pergunta de que cor será a peça, sentindo com as palmas das mãos o material detalhado. Ele precisa ver com os próprios olhos.

Incendiada pelos apertões do amigo, você remove a camisa e deixa cair no tapete felpudo ao chão. Ele absorve a visão admirado antes de deixar outro beijo rápido nos seus lábios. Com a intenção de explorar mais de você, Ten inicia um caminho de beijos molhados pelo seu pescoço, distribuindo mordidinhas pela área também porque descobriu que isso te faz arfar só para ele.

Você sente o membro do amigo endurecendo contra sua pelve e automaticamente rebola, bem lentinho, mordendo os lábios para controlar um gemido mais alto.

Ten revela seus seios e toma um deles quase inteiro na boca, a imagem é divina. Ele suga o mamilo enrijecido com cuidado, abrindo os olhos para encontrar os seus como um bom garotinho. Desta vez, o som escapa de você e ele sente o sangue ferver na própria ereção.

Sua mão desce arranhando o peitoral tonificado enquanto ele brinca com o outro seio que ainda não havia recebido sua atenção. Por fim alcança a dureza que pulsa dentro da cueca, arrancando um gemido surpreso de Ten.

Ele é maior do que pensava. Você sente toda a extensão bem vagarosamente para não machucá-lo, depois circula a cabeça lambuzada em provocação.

"Me diz o que você quer?" Pede ao amigo.

Cospe na mão e volta ao membro pulsante.

Ten joga a cabeça para trás, e você aproveita para lamber o pescoço à sua disposição.

"Quero você." Ele não pensa direito. Sua mão ordenhando o pau dele não permite que ele forme pensamentos coerentes.

"Ten." Sussurra ao pé do ouvido.

"Hm."

"O que você quer que eu faça?" Pergunta outra vez, deixando beijinhos em vários lugares.

Ele não responde de novo, mas desfaz o botão da saia jeans e, sem paciência alguma, tira a peça por cima mesmo. Como um faminto, toca sua umidade por cima da calcinha familiar, que deixa quase nada escondido. É a mesma da foto.

"Você fez de propósito." Ten murmura, achando que não faria sentido, porém você ri. Culpada.

"Você fez de propósito?" Ele indaga porque não acredita. Esse tempo todo ele achou que estivesse enganando você, mas foi o contrário. "A foto era pra alguém mesmo?"

"Só pra você, Tennie."

O apelido escorrega, assim como os dedos dele para dentro da entrada encharcada. Ele os movimenta como uma tesoura, alargando para te preparar. Também te recompensa com um vai e vem preciso, atingindo bem fundo na boceta.

Ten usa a mão livre para explorar a vulva coberta dos seus fluidos, estimulando os lábios para te ver rebolar em direção a ele, para só então circular o grelinho muito, muito carente e inchado.

"Vai sentar pra mim?"

Você geme em resposta, o que não o satisfaz nenhum pouco. Ele aperta o clitóris entre o indicador e o polegar.

"Responde direito.''

"Eu faço o que você quiser, Ten."

Ele para de te masturbar porque sente que já está molhada o suficiente, e também porque se vocês continuassem, ele gozaria sem te comer. E ele quer muito te comer.

"Senta, vem." Ten alinha o pau duro com seu buraquinho, adentrando bem devagar.

Pelo menos a intenção era ser devagar. Porque você estava toda lambuzada, escorregou fácil, e sua boceta praticamente o engoliu inteiro.

"Caralho." Ele xinga ao tentar se controlar. "Ninguém nunca te comeu? Toda apertada."

"Me rasga." Você grunhe, assistindo o melhor amigo se perder nos seus meios enquanto você brinca de sentar de todas as formas que conhece.

Estar cheia do pau de Ten te faz dizer as coisas mais profanas que ele já havia escutado sair da sua boca. O tesão acaba com a pouca paciência que ele tem, então ele troca a posição.

"Empina essa bunda, abre as pernas." É quase uma ordem.

Você se apoia no encosto do sofá, balançando a bunda carnuda para ele. Ten mete fundo, mais do que antes. Dá para sentir o saco cheio batendo bem gostoso por trás a cada estocada, os quadris de bailarino fazendo maravilhas.

"Tô perto."

Ele avisa com desespero. Ten apalpa a carne gostosa depois de estalar a mão ali sem pena. Ele te puxa pelo cabelo e te beija, fazendo uma bagunça por causa do ritmo errático.

"Goza pra mim." Você pede nos lábios do homem como um segredo, e ele finalmente chega ao ápice, te enchendo de porra ao ponto de escorrer.

Sem jamais esquecer de você, ele deixa que você se sente, se recuperando um pouco. Você observa com expectativa quando ele se ajoelha no chão e fica bem no meio das suas coxas, levando a boca até sua pelve.

"Sua vez." O tom de voz grave e a força que ele usa para sugar o grelo negligenciado te fazem gemer.

Ten usa uma das mãos para te manter no lugar e a outra para foder o gozo para dentro de você de novo. A língua te devora, massageando a área inteira, deixando mordidas nos lábios grandes, fazendo uma bagunça. Ele quer sufocar na tua boceta e usa o nariz para te fazer gozar sem medo, admirando cada reação tua com os olhos fixos em você.

"Não... não para, por favor." É tudo que você consegue dizer, apertando a cabeça do amigo em direção ao próprio corpo como se quisesse se fundir.

Ele encontra o ângulo exato, o pontinho certo que te faz tensionar cada músculo, e liberta sua cintura para permitir que você usasse a língua dele como bem entendesse. Assim, você chega no primeiro orgasmo da noite, declarando meia dúzia de incoerências. Ten continua a te abusar, limpando a vulva bem direitinho.

É só o início.

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ssweetreveries · 9 months ago

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𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 ♡

❀ ten x reader

. fluff!

. word count! 1.8k

{oneshot, nonidol!ten, fem!reader, barista!reader, short and sweet, fluff, reader has a bit of trauma but it’s nothing that serious, mentions of past relationships}

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

synopsis . a new customer grabs your atttention.

It was a day like no other. The cafe was bustling with people, the orders seeming never ending. You glanced briefly at the clock, there was still 2 hours to your shift. The rush of customers a big juxtaposition to the slowly passing time. You softly sigh under your breath as you make your what—20th? No, 30th? Maybe.—iced americano of the day. You finish off the cold beverage before putting on your customer service persona and calling out the name of the order. “Ten?” You call out.

The man lifts his head from his phone, signalling you with a smile. You notice him, his sharp eyes staring into your own as he makes his way to the counter. Eyes fixated on him, you swear your breathing stops for a moment. He looked straight out of a magazine; tall, lean build, his dark hair resting just above his shoulders, and his high cheekbones complimenting his unique features. You quickly regain your composure, handing him his coffee. “Have a great day,” you tell him, as you do to every customer. He gives you a polite nod before making his way out of the cafe. Your eyes seem to linger on his retreating form longer than they should, before your coworker signals you of the incoming customers. You turn around and get back to work, eventually forgetting about the mesmerising man.

Little did you know, this wouldn’t be the last time you saw him. A few days later, a seemingly much slower day, the same man enters the cafe. Hearing the bell chime, indicating that a customer entered the cafe, you greet them. “Good morning, welcome,” you say with a smile, looking up from the register. Your eyes lock with his and he returns the kind smile. “Good morning,” he says as he makes his way to the counter. “You’re the pretty barista from last time”, he chuckles softly. Your eyes slightly widen at his comment, a slight blush faint on your cheeks.

“Ah, sorry, too forward?” he says with a sheepish smile. You laugh softly, dismissing him. “No, I’m flattered really. What can I get for you?”

The man doesn’t even take time to think, or look at the menu. “A tall iced-Americano, please.” You nod, taking down his order and telling him his total. How can such a seemingly sweet man enjoy something so bitter? You comment to yourself as you prepare his drink. Once his drink is collected, the man leaves the cafe. This time though, you don’t forget him. Thoughts of him lingering in your mind.

Ever since that first encounter, Ten became a regular at the cafe. He would come in every other day if not everyday. Soon enough, you two became acquaintances, sharing small talk every now and then. One particularly quiet day, you even sat with him during your break. That day, you learned more about the intriguing man. And, it was safe to say your relationship had upgraded to friends.

Soon enough, as much as you wished you didn’t, you found yourself falling more and more into the sickenly-sweet man. You would never admit that out loud though, the memories of your past surfacing at every thought of a newfound relationship. You swore to yourself that you wouldn’t let yourself fall for another kind persona, being played dirty the last time you did. It happened almost a year ago, yet you remembered the shatter of your heart like it was yesterday.

You wanted to believe that Ten only had good intentions, you really did. Then again, you had also believed the same when you gave away your love and trust to Jey, your ex-lover. And, what had he done? He had gone and thrown it all away when he decided to go sleep with another woman. That day was inbred in your memory, remembered in vast details. You came back home from the cafe, same time as usual. You remember being excited to be back in your lover’s arms after a tiring day. What you didn’t expect though, was the sight that greeted you. The sight of him in your shared bed with another woman in his arms.

The thought still haunts you, and that one lingering question always makes its reappearance in the back of your mind. Why? Why..? Were you not enough for him? Did he lose interest in you? Had you done something to make him dislike you? Had he simply been playing with you all along? He had destroyed you on the inside to say the least. You trusted him enough to reveal your most vulnerable self to him, and this is what you got in return. Now, you found yourself overanalyzing every single interaction with any potential new love interests.

A few months had gone by, and Ten really made you want to believe in love again. He was a gentleman, his kindness was almost unbelievable. Sometimes you felt like he was too nice, making you wonder if it was all an act. He visited the cafe everyday after he was off work, staying until closing time so he could walk you home in the peace and quiet of the evening. You guys shared many late night talks, enjoying each other’s presence. Ten thought his actions would show as a sign he was interested in you, but it seems you were oblivious to his subtle hints.

Today was another one of those days. Ten would wait for you, sitting at a small table, whilst you finished closing up the shop. The cafe was already closed for a while, you just had to finish cleaning up a bit. Suddenly the bell of the cafe rings in the quiet of the space, signalling an incoming customer. You probably forgot to lock the door, you tell yourself. “Sorry, we’re closed!” you call out from behind the counter, putting away some dishes.

The space is quiet once again, so naturally you assume that whoever was there, left. What you don’t expect is to be met face to face by the last person you ever wanted to see. Time seems to still as your heart drops to your stomach, wide eyes staring back at him. “Jey..” you mutter under your breath, unsure what to say or do. “We’re closed.” you say sternly, after recovering from your initial shock.

“Look, (Y/N)-” he takes a step forwards, towards the counter separating you both.

“No, I don’t want to talk. Please, leave.” you mumble. You step from behind the counter, trying to lead him back to the exit. But Jey keeps on insisting, he grabs your wrist stopping you from moving any further.

“(Y/N), please hear me out. It was a mistake, leaving you was a mistake-” he starts.

The screeching of a chair can be heard, Ten who had silently been watching the whole interaction abruptly getting up.

Jey glances at him before staring back at you, fingers still wrapped around your wrist. “I thought you were closed?”

“She is.” Ten speaks up. “And I advise you to leave.” he says in his usual tone. You take Jey’s distraction as an opportunity to rip your arm from his hold.

Jey looks him up and down before speaking up, “And, who are you?” he says directed to him.

Ten steps closer to you, putting himself in between you two. He looks back at you before staring back into Jey’s stare. “Her boyfriend.” he states bluntly.

Jey seems taken aback, eyes staring into yours, searching for an answer. “Are you serious?” he says appalled.

You glance at Ten before refocusing on Jey, deciding to play along, you slowly nod.

Jey lifts a hand, running it frustratingly through his hair before muttering curses under his breath. He scoffs and shakes his head unamused, before turning around and leaving the cafe without a word.

Upon his departure, you let out a breath you hadn’t even realised you were holding. Immediately going to lock the front door.

When you turn back around, you find Ten looking back at you with a worried expression. “Are you okay?” he asks softly, meeting you across the room. You nod before letting out a soft chuckle.

“Boyfriend? What’s that supposed to mean,” You say, referring to earlier.

“I don’t know, did you want it to mean something..?” he replies, tentatively.

You look away, seemingly caught off guard by the rhetorical question. “I don’t know,” you say, voice barely audible.

A few minutes in silence pass, before Ten speaks up again. “(Y/N),” he starts, grabbing your attention. “I’ve been meaning to ask you this all day,” he says.

“Would you like to go to the carnival with me tonight?” he asks softly,“It doesn’t have to be as a date or anything, unless you want it to be..?” he adds.

You look back at him, surprise coating your features. He wanted to take you out, and as a date? You pondered over the idea. There was no denying beneath this underlying fear, there were some sorts of feelings for Ten. But, were you ready to accept that? Were you ready to see someone in this type of way again?

You took a moment to think about it. During the time you got to know him, Ten only proved himself to be a good person. His kindness only seemed to be a part of his caring nature, and nothing of ill intentions. You wanted to give him a chance.

Each passing seconds, the silence only seemed to stretch and Ten found himself more and more nervous about your reaction. Until you finally spoke up, “I- Yeah, I think I’d like that..” Ten smiled at your answer.

And that’s how you both finally found yourselves alone together, walking away from the small crowd after a night filled with laughter and enjoyment. Ten was still holding your hand as you abruptly stopped, causing him to turn around confused. “(Y/N)?” he asks softly.

“Thank you for tonight, Ten.” you whisper, causing him to smile in return.

“Of course, I’m glad you had fun.” he says as he holds both of your hands gently in his, facing you completely now. He stares down at you, a longing look in his eyes. Whilst you stare up at him, eyes filled with unspoken truths.

Lost in the moment and enticed by you. Ten softly leans down, lips merely inches from yours. “Is this okay?” he whispers, his warm breath fanning against your mouth.

You simply nod, closing the remaining distance between you.

Your lips on his felt right, this felt right. And that’s when you realised; you wanted to believe in love again. But, more importantly, you wanted to believe in Ten.

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00127am · 1 year ago

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"you're an unlucky man when it comes to baccarat, detective,"

@ rollthedice detective chittapon leechaiyapornkyul can't seem to beat you, the vision casino's own high roller, at any game of cards (or any odds of gambling for that matter). but he can stop your repeated attempts to rob the vision's vault.

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kpopsexstories · 1 year ago

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QUICK FIX #10: NCT Ten gives you a wild ride missionary style while sweating profusely

Member: NCT Ten

Content: Missionary, Rough

Type: WILD

Word Count: 1.4k

This story is part of my Quick Fix Dirty Kpop Imagines series. Check it out for more smut and other members and groups 😊

Despite a reputation of not being into girls, Ten was a bit of a womanizer. You knew this before the first time you had sex, and were totally okay with his playboy style. He was always nice to you, sweet and caring, and all you wanted was to rip his clothes of anyway. It didn't matter to you that you were far from the only person he was sleeping with.

You were, however, surprised by the way he was in bed, and it was definitely a positive surprise.

In a dimly lit hotel room, you sit by the foot of the bed when Ten leans in to kiss you. He's been romantic all evening, and the kiss is gentle and sweet. But when you kiss him back, it's like a switch flips in Ten's head, and he suddenly becomes eager and full of lust.

It's obvious to you that he's likely been hoping for this moment all night, and that sex has been his goal all along. That's okay, because so is yours.

When the lust takes over, Ten doesn't hold back. He grabs your ass and swiftly pull your legs, causing you to fall backwards onto the bed. He stands up between your knees, quickly climbs on top of you, and starts squirming excessively while he sucks your face.

With eager movements and his hands all over you, you kiss and make out as if you've wanted nothing else all night. His sudden passion turns you on, and Ten is not the only one groping and grinding his partner. He's incredibly horny, and so are you.

The clothes quickly begin to come off. One at a time and with great haste, you both remove items from each other's bodies. Soon, Ten is down to his underwear, and your bare breasts are out for him to play with.

After removing his pants, Ten comes back down on you with force. His boner under the briefs poke you between your legs, eager to slide inside you. You lift your ass to pull your panties over it, and Ten lies on his side to help you slide them all the way off your feet.

Once you're completely naked, Ten pulls down his briefs to free his cock, and slides them down his thighs. He doesn't bother to take them all the way off. When he climbs back on top of you, you quickly feel the head of his shaft penetrate you.

You let out a groan of pain, surprised by how fast and forcefully he's entered you. Once the pain has settled, however, his cock feels amazing inside you. You're so wet, it glides and rubs against your insides like a rock on an icy lake.

When he's inside you and grinding on top of you, Ten wastes no time on foreplay. He scoots up on the bed and lifts your ass again, throwing you higher up on the mattress. Without pulling out and despite his slim and skinny figure, he moves your body with the strength of a gladiator.

He places the palm of his hand firmly on the mattress next to your shoulder, stretches his arm and locks it in a straight position. His chest hovers high above you, while his ass and pelvis slam you deep into the bed sheets.

You spread your legs wide and raise your feet in the air, panting heavily. Your body shakes and the bed begins to pound against the wall. Ten doesn't moan, but let's out quick and short breaths of air with each hard thrust, as he fucks you fast and forcefully.

To your surprise, the speed and passion of Ten's movements are a turn-on for you. The unexpected change in him is thrilling, and despite the lack of care for your pleasure and preferences you're thoroughly enjoying the ride he's putting you through.

And despite the high speed, Ten proves to be durable. He's definitely fit and used to physical activity. Perhaps he's thinking of your pleasure after all, as he manages to keep going at this pace for a good ten minutes, without even breaking a sweat. He only slows down briefly to catch his breath and kiss you, but that's it.

Your pelvis becomes sore, as you spread your thighs wide for this long. His endurance is insane, you think to yourself while your hips are getting weaker from the repeated pounding.

Around the ten minute mark, however, there's another change in Ten. It's subtle this time. He suddenly lowers himself onto an elbow, grabs your hair and pulls it, and puts his other hand on your boob. He squeezes like a toy.

"Ouch," you say when he handles you a little too hard.

"Sorry," he says and eases his grip. "It's just that you're so fucking sexy."

His ass never stops moving. It goes fast up and down. But he suddenly feels more aware of you, more into you somehow, as he's finally enjoying more of your body than just your pussy.

You like the change. You wrap your arms around his back, and legs around his strong thighs, and squeeze and release alternately to aid his cock and help him penetrate you deeper.

You begin to whimper under his weight. “Ah, ah, ah, ah,” you repeat with each passionate push inside you. The bed is still shaking violently. “Ah, ah, ah, ah!”

Now, Ten is beginning to sweat after all, another change that indicates that his orgasm is getting closer. His body feels hot, and his forehead becomes shiny in the low light. His face looks relaxed, but his eyes are closed and his mouth is wide open.

He eventually opens his eyes and stares into yours. You see the passion in them. Without changing his relaxed expression, he looks at you as if he wants to eat you up.

When the sweat builds up, a clasping sound begins as your stomachs slam against each other. A drop rolls down Ten's forehead and falls onto your neck, and sweat has accumulated near his ass crack. You feel it with your hand, and you're no longer sure if you're sweating yourself or if it's all Ten's moisture that covers your body.

That's when Ten finally comes, and one last change happens in him. When he orgasms, he pulls your hair even harder, causing your head to tilt back. His thrusts instantly slow down, and become more abrupt and wild.

His face twists. "Uurgh, uuurgh!" he groans as he shoots his loads into you.

He pulls your hair harder still, and forces his dick deeper inside you with each excessive thrust. He stays inside you until he's completely empty, then pulls all the way out only to thrust hard back in.

When it's all over, he's sweating profusely but shows no other signs of exhaustion. He doesn't collapse in your arms, nor pull out to relax. He stays inside you, thrusting occasionally, while groaning and breathing heavily above your face. He doesn't let go of your hair, nor reduce the tension in his muscles, though the time between each push gradually becomes longer.

For a moment, you aren't sure if he's actually finished at all, or if he's still coming inside you. Surely he must be empty by now, you think when he's thrusting into you for the twentieth time. It feels great to have him on top of and inside you, but you can't help but think that you're done.

Eventually, you're the one to lower your legs and relax, showing Ten that the wild ride has come to an end. Ten finally releases the grip of your hair, and stops squeezing your boob so hard.

He looks at you and smiles. You lift your head to kiss him, and you make out for a few minutes. Finally, Ten becomes relaxed too, and stops thrusting altogether.

After several minutes of breathing deep but slow into your neck, you begin to wonder if he's ever going to pull out. The sweat on his back has dried up, and the feeling inside you has changed as his cock has grown slack. You turn your head to face him, and he smiles back at you.

For a few seconds, neither of you say a word. Then you feel another change between your legs, as your lips tighten around Ten's shaft. He's getting hard again, and he grins and lifts his head above yours.

“Ready for another round?” he asks.

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