#ambw fic

[andysorbit]

Home (M)

non idol!Jaehyun x fem!reader

Warnings: angst, smut, oral sex (male receiving), semi public, dirty talk, cum swallowing, lowkey breeding kink, light snowballing

genre: smut, romance, slice of life

word count: >1K

note: I had me a lil Jaehyun brain rot at like an hour ago and I had to get this off my chest. do I love it? no but the thought wouldn't let me sleep.

part 2 can be found here

Jaehyun fumbles with a loose thread on his t-shirt. You stare on in silence, waiting for him to say something.

"I uh... you wanna go to the store with me?" he asks awkwardly.

You two were arguing again. This time, over finding a new apartment to move into. You liked the new building that was almost complete a few blocks away but Jaehyun was more than happy to move up to the top floor of the building you already live in.

You both had wanted it when you moved in and the plan was to take it once it became vacant but that new building sure is a lot prettier.

"No, I don't wanna go anywhere with you," You reply as you cross your arms.

He shrugs, "Well then don't ask for shit because I'm not bringin' you shit. You want it, come get it."

"Fine. I'll come but you better not say shit to me," You sigh as you turn to get your wallet off of the dresser.

"The fuck are you bringing your wallet for? Leave it. I'll pay," he says peevishly.

"Fuck you and your money. I'll pay for my own shit," You snap as you shove your wallet into your back pocket.

Jaehyun scoffs, "Fuck you too. I'll be in the car. Hurry up or I'm leaving and you can walk," he says as he heads out.

"Leave if you want to- watch me change those locks before your flat ass gets back!" You call out.

A "fuck you, my ass is fine!" booms through the apartment and then you hear the front door slam.

You roll your eyes and decide to take your time getting to the car.

Once inside the car, you sit in silence as Jaehyun drives. The silence is thick and you keep your eyes out the window. The night air is cool and you roll your window up a bit.

Jaehyun does the same, "There's an ice cream sale at the grocery store across town so that's where we're going... in case you were wondering."

"But did I ask?" You mumble.

Jaehyun sighs, "Well, I figured you would eventually since you question everything I do anyway."

"When have I ever questioned you?" You scoff as you turn to glare at Jaehyun.

"This whole shit with the goddamn apartment! That was the plan since we moved in- take the smaller one and wait it out and if it wasn't available by the time we hit thirty, then we'd look elsewhere- so now- literally not even a whole fucking year later, you wanna deviate from the plan and keep asking me if I'm sure I don't wanna leave altogether! Like I'm too stupid to know what I want!" he yells.

"I never said you were!" You yell back.

"Really? 'Oh, c'mon, Jae... are you sure? Really just think about it. I think if you really think about it, you'd like it.' I did think about it and I still don't like it! The top floor gives you the view of the water just like you wanted, we're good with all of our neighbors, most of what we need is within walking distance- this is a fucking penthouse that's in our budget- why are you not happy about this?"

"Well I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you that I talked with the owner of the building."

"You're gonna fucking leave me? Over a goddamn apartment? Really Y/n?"

You groan, "No, Jaehyun! The owner was telling me about the floorplans and there's no space for expanding the family if we move in. That's what I was gonna tell you before you got your lil attitude. Fuck!"

"Oh shit, really?" he asks incredulously. The crease he's had in his brow all day finally softens and he purses his lips.

"Yeah... The closets are too small, he canceled the balcony plans, the kitchen is more like a kitchenette, and there's no room for a washing machine or a dryer so we'll lose more than we gain... You thought I was gonna dump you for an apartment?"

"I dunno. Maybe? I'm sorry but like... we've been fighting a lot and I didn't know what to think," he replies sheepishly.

"The day our arguments become sexless, prepare for the worst because that's when you should be worried about me leaving. You're my home, okay? Whether we stay where we are, or move upstairs, or move into a boat- I just wanna be with you."

Jaehyun laughs softly, "Well since that's resolved... You said my ass is flat. Apologize."

You smile and lean over to kiss him softly, "Push your seat all the way back, daddy... I'll apologize."

Jaehyun presses the button on the side of his seat and slowly he moves backwards. It brings a funny lightness to this moment.

When he's as far back as he can go, he leans the seat back then his hand comes up to grab you by the back of your head and he brings you in for a searing kiss.

His tongue licks against yours as his free hand gets his pants open, "D'you know how fucking hot you are when you're angry?" he purrs.

You reach down to palm him through his jeans, "Is that why you're so hard?" You sigh as you shift enough to lean over.

"I love it because I get to put you back in your place after... now get to it," he says and pushes your head down.

He hits the back of your throat and you moan as you suck him hungrily.

"Such a good girl... just like that... yeah, baby," he sighs as his hand gently strokes your head.

You hum as you take him in as far as you can and Jaehyun holds you there for a moment before pulling you up to kiss him, "Not so quick to talk shit now, huh?" he says and pushes you back down.

He holds your head steady as he fucks into your mouth. You moan and gag around him, "Take it, slut," he moans.

And you do take it; each slow thrust. Every time the head of his cock hits your throat, you moan. You can feel your panties getting soaked and you squeeze your thighs together.

Jaehyun's thrusts get sloppy, "Gonna swallow daddy's cum like a good girl, right?" he sighs.

You hum eagerly. Hot cum shoots into your mouth and you greedily milk his cock for every drop you can get. You slowly ease him out of your mouth before giving the head of his cock a soft suck; hoping for more.

"God... every time you do something like this... all I can think about is how much of my cum we're wasting because... fuck..." He trails off as you continue to suck on the head of his cock.

"As much as I love seeing you swallow, I'd much rather pump that little pussy with my cum til it's leaking out... maybe get you pregnant... You wanna be full of my cum, right?"

You nod.

"Fuck... tell me you're mine... say it," he sighs as he pulls you back up to kiss him. He licks into you mouth and you share the traces of his cum that's left.

"I'm yours, daddy," You mumble against his lips.

He presses his forehead to yours, "Yeah fuckin' right you are," he chuckles.

[panjakes]

Jake with Black!Reader who loves Pink!

Ever since Jake met you he knew you loved anything girly and anything pink. Hell the day he met you, you were wearing pink

🩷

The first time he came too your house to hang out he was honestly shocked at how overly pink your room was.

🩷

The room had white colored walls but everything else was different shades of pink. From poster, your curtains, your desk, your bed frame and bedding. You were really a pink girlie.

🩷

If Jake didn’t know anything about you…he knew you loved the color pink.

🩷

He always bought you things and made sure they were in some shade or form of pink.

“Hey do you have this shirt in pink? I don’t think my girlfriend will wear it if it isn’t pink.”

He even had this amazing idea to take you too a park and have a pink picnic with you. He had managed to get only pink snacks for the two of you to enjoy. He brought paint and other things for you two to do

“Babe! Look, I got you these heart shaped cakes with pink frosting!”

You getting excited over anything being pink just brought a smile to his face.

“Babe! Look at this wall clock! It’s so cute!” You say pointing too the pastel pink clock with tiny pink hearts on the inside.

Jake just smiles and indulges in your love for pink. If it’s pink and you want it, he’ll get it. No questions asked.

🩷

Being with you for so long and see you around so much pink makes him love the color himself. He loves when you dress in different shades of pink. The color made your darkskin pop and you looked absolutely beautiful, he loves it.

🩷

When he’s out with the guys and he sees something pink he’ll get it for you. Rather it be a headband, a pair of socks or something for your room. He. Gets. It.

🩷

Of course the guys all tease him about it but he couldn’t care less. His girlfriend loved pink and he loved his girlfriend.

“Look, he’s buying something else for Yn.” “Of course he is, it’s pink and she’s obsessed with color pink.” “Hey! I can hear you!”

Overall…pink is your favorite color and Jake is your enabler when it comes to the pretty color pink.

[kairoot]

❝ 𝟖:𝟎𝟏 𝐚.𝐦. ❞ | smg.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : fluff !

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : none really, lower case is used

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 : no

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : dad!mingi x black!fem!reader

author’s note: i apologize in advance for the amount of baby content you guys are about to see. my baby fever has been through the roof

ss ➜ in which mingi spends a day with his daughter alone, for the first time in a while. just a daddy-daughter day : p

“mingi,” you pat your husband’s shoulder. he stirred around a bit, but you received no response.

“mingi.” you repeated, more sternly this time. you shook his shoulder causing him to hum.

“gi, i’m leaving.”

“mhm.” he shifted against the pillow, eyes still not opening.

“jordyns’ in her room, babe. make sure she eats something in time. and you too; get something to eat.” you grabbed your things, heading for the door and stopping to look back at mingi’s dormant form.

a few seconds passed by before he gave you another hum, and fell back into his dreams.

you shook your head, smiling and headed for the door.

mingi awoke to a small figure climbing on to him, arms wrapped around his neck.

“bubba? what are you doing awake?” his voice came out groggy as he brought a hand up to rub the sleep out of his eye.

“daddy, it’s morning.” jordyn said, answering his question.

“right..” he mumbled.

he brought a hand down to her small back, rubbing circles as he tightly embraced her. the two year old nuzzled her face into her father’s chest, still trying to wake up.

mingi continued his mini massage, occasionally kissing jordyn’s forehead until she lifted her head.

“daddy, i’m hungry.” she pouted slightly, sitting up all the way this time. mingi cooed at her expression, now noticing that he needed something in his belly as well.

he rubbed his stomach, trying to calm the growling and gurgling, “me too.. let’s go make something, yeah?”

jordyn nodded, climbing off of the bed and running to the door. mingi sat up slowly, eyes still adjusting to the bright room.

she urged her puffy-eyed father to move faster, hunger pains starting to irritate her. mingi just chuckled, walking over by the door and scooping her up in his arms.

now standing in the kitchen, mingi decided to make one of jordyn’s favorites; pancakes.

“daddy, where’s mama?” she spoke in her small voice, pout visible in her tone.

“she’s at work, baby,” he cooed at her once again, feeling empathetic towards the girl. “it’ll just be you and daddy today, okay?”

she nodded slowly, eyes turning back to her show on the tv. mingi finished cooking, bringing her plate to the table and pouring juice for the both of them.

he sat next to jordyn, both of them digging into their plates. jordyn hummed in approval at the pancakes.

“is it good, mama?” mingi laughed at her expression. she nodded, going back in for about two more bites.

the dishes were settled in the sink, mingi sat on the couch with jordyn next to him, playing with her toys. he scrolled through his phone for some time before it began to ring with an incoming facetime call.

“jojo, hi!” wooyoung beamed on the other side of the screen. jordyn’s attention was taken away from her activities as she grinned at the sight of her uncle.

“uncle youngie!” she let out a tiny gasp, wooyoung responding with an ‘awe’.

seonghwa joined in, taking the phone away from wooyoung. him and mingi chatted for some time, while wooyoung and jordyn made faces at each other through the screen.

“so, what do you plan on doing for today?” seonghwa asked mingi.

“nothing really, i might stop by the studio. or maybe me and jojo’ll get some lunch.” he shrugged, running a hand through his disheveled strands. hwa nodded as they continued to talk, sharing thoughts on different topics and family life.

after hanging up, mingi decided that him and his daughter would actually be productive. him and jordyn went upstairs to her room, choosing to get her ready first.

he dug through her drawer and closet until he found something that fit for the cloudy weather. he got her dressed and moved to her hair.

now, mingi wasn’t an expert but he had seen you do your daughter’s hair so many times so he had an idea of what to put in it.

he sat her in his lap, applying the curling cream you bought for her. with her being mixed, her curls could either get really loose or really tight. he rubbed the product together and then applied it all over her head.

he brushed through it gently, having zero intentions on hurting his baby. he sprayed a bit of water before throwing her hair back up into a messy ponytail.

mingi now hustled down the steps of your home, bag and toddler in his hands. he grabbed his keys, making sure he had everything before heading out the door.

he opened the door to his black vehicle, placing jordyn in her seat. he made sure everything was buckled before he made his way to the drivers side.

author’s note: this actually turned out shorter than it was meant to be. i had more ideas but i forgot them cause this has been sitting in my drafts for like 2 weeks now..

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[monstas1ut]

Removing His Rage

EUSTASS KID x black!reader

Summary

__ when Eustass Kid is mad, he loves fucking +18 earthy/spiritual!black!reader dumb, and he especially loves when her accent comes out.

Content

___ Established relationship, black coded reader, kid calls it your accent = it’s really slang, Kid is obsessed with the way you talk dirty, choking, praise, bookloving!reader, nature loving!reader, reader wears long skirts and a head wrap, reader has locs, Creampie, slight oral near the end, overstim, you slightly cry, bulging, he calls you dumb/slut/doll, dumbification.

___ brown skin can be dark, light, medium color.. whatever. brown is brown.. and it's gorgeous.

Wax dripped down the long candle, foreshadowing how your inner thighs will look later on. There was a worry plastered on your face when the obnoxious noises outside seemed to have slipped through the walls. Your quaint room only had thin walls, this meant that you could hear every vowel someone was pronouncing. Not to mention, the harsh shaking and the rowdy aggression.

The small, gentle room was a contrast to the rest of the ship. It was filled with greenery, tiny plush furniture, candles, and bookshelves overfilled with books. It was a soft feel, but as you sat there on your bed, you weren’t achieving any sense of calmness.

“What is goin’ on out there…” You muttered to yourself as the soft smell of lavender and cocoa wrapped around you. The potent scent that you had followed you everywhere, and it calmed the people around, down. You’d say the pirates on the Victoria Punk have gotten better at regulating their emotions, but only when they aren’t fighting and slaughtering others. The Captain has yet to fall into your ways though, so you could only imagine it was him causing chaos.

The sun slipped around your skin, it deepened into it and comforted the brown color of it. Not to mention your pretty, swooped edges peeking from under the wrapped scarf that was on your crown. Visually, you were a breath of fresh air. Some men on this ship await just for you to bring their positive energy back. They might be rough and dumbfounded men, but they did show respect towards you. However, you still don’t know if it is because of your aura or if it’s because you’re their captain’s lover.

Captain Eustass Kid was indeed a maniac, and his crew followed suit. You’ve yet to grab an incense stick, but that’s just because you knew most of these men would croak… including your boyfriend. So the most you could do was stand here in the warmth of the sun and watch veins appear on your boyfriend’s neck. There wasn’t much you could do, so you didn’t know why everyone was counting on you.

From the corner of the redhead’s eye, he grumbled a few things as he watched your body, your temple. Although he may never say it, Kid loved you for you. However, your body was a damn temple. With the long, green skirt that shaped your curves, the tiny top that held your breasts in place, your perfect head wrap, and your soft face, he couldn’t resist. Your beauty was a major part in him loving you as well. He didn’t care who said what, he was attracted to you in every way possible.

They do say opposites attract..

“Mad..?” There was a gentle purr that followed your one worded question, but it made Kid throb. It might’ve not been in a lewd manner, but he takes everything the other way. Especially when the back of your soft hand rubbed his face. There was too much comfort in that and Kid never had that in his life. It makes him jerk away every time. He grunted when he moved his head to the side, avoiding your hand. You’ve been through this with him though, you knew he liked it.

Kid had been slumped back in that chair for awhile now, his eyes now glaring up at you. Maybe his sharpened glare made your lower stomach burn, but you stood your ground in your platform sandals… even if he riled you up in some way. But since he wanted to play as a pissed off brat, you just had to give him special treatment …

“Baby…”

Thing is, you weren’t even saying anything after these words, but Kid understood you. It was the way your face would look, right now it was slightly formed in a worried manner. He couldn’t help but stare into your eyes, especially since your soft hand cupped his face. And you were the only person who could do that without dying because Kid loved it. His insides got all mushy and his cock instantly became hard.

Well, he might’ve already been hard beforehand…

Kid just couldn’t resist how you looked. Those waist beads were especially calling for him today. Although there may be a meaning behind it, Kid didn’t care much to understand. He just loved watching you whine and moan while his cock is bulging your stomach. That’s because those beads would be on the brink of snapping because of said bulge. He knows you’d probably get all mad, but that’s even better…

“Piss off..” The male grunted, trying to juggle all his emotions at once. But, you knew he really didn’t mean it. If anything, Kid wanted you to keep pursuing him. His little efforts to push you away didn’t work.

“Why?… You know I can’t ignore you, especially when you’re all angry..” You whispered, your fingers gently passing by his exposed chest. Your sweet, French tip nails ran gently across his chest scars, and that made Kid shiver. His red painted lips almost curled up into a more pissed off look, but watching how soft you smiled, he couldn’t resist.

Kid may be pissed off, angry, and frustrated.. but he couldn’t verbally inflict that on you. However, the second you plopped your pretty ass onto his lap, his hatred for whatever he was thinking about had left his mind for a second. You were so cute sitting on his lap. The size difference was so unreal that it made you look like a tiny doll.

With your pretty, shiny brown skin and the ethereal attire, he believed it gave him some urge. You’ve always tempted him in ways that other women have not. You were different, and you didn’t only care about yourself. You fed him, you cared for him like a baby, and you looked good on his cock.

“You can tell me about it-..”

“I don’t want to fuckin’ talk about it, woman..” Kid growled back, his hostility was at its peak with you, but you still smiled. Even with his harsh words, you still managed to smile because you knew you were getting to him. His little efforts were always shut down by you edging him on.

“I didn’t say you had to talk…” Your lips formed those words in a gentle manner, yet the meaning behind it was far from that. Kid took it the right way, he knew what you were implying.. and he instantly called you a little slut in his head. He knew just how calm and sweet you were as a person, but he knew the real you…

The ship was quiet now, most of the members were either hiding or somewhere waiting for the storm to blow over.. but even if they were around, you still would’ve bent over, and your plushy, glossy lips still would’ve pressed against Kid’s.

You loved catching him off guard, as much as he despised it. He’d rather do it to you instead, but you couldn’t not do it. An angry Eustass Kid was fairly hot to you, and you knew just from his sudden groan that he was going to fall into the sex.

The sweet sounds of your bracelets comforted him, and the slight rattle of your waist beads made him groan again. This kiss was undoubtedly deep, and your lips were so soft. His urge to ask for more of your sugar kisses was high, but his cock did all the talking. It was like a steel pole in those pants, and you felt it right through your skirt.

As your fingers ran through his red hair, the warmth of the kiss became hotter. Kid’s anger has to be pushed out somehow, so you resulted to this. Soft little breaths helped you as Kid’s larger lips pressed against yours. He completely sucked you in. It looked as if you two were eating each other. He was just that hungry for you and everything else you had to offer. That metal arm of his pushed you towards him from behind just to make sure he was given all of you.

Entrapped in his arms, the both of you were as close as you could get. Kid even sat up quickly to focus on the pleasure more. There was no way he was backing down now. As annoyed and pissed off he was, he had to let it out. And his tongue slipped into your mouth without warning. A gentle moan came from your throat as your toes were visibly curled in those platform sandals. Your smaller, pink tongue tried to keep up, but the smutty kiss was too aggressive for you to try.. although, that turned you on even more.

As a soft, sweet girl, you were portrayed as innocent. However, when some of the crew members did try to see what was up.. they could only see your smaller body being lifted from the chair. Their captain had stood up with his lover. It would’ve been innocent and cute if your legs weren’t around him, and if your lips weren't mixed with red lipstick and gloss.

The kiss broke from its existence, and the naughty, thick string of saliva was broken when you pulled away more. This only made you go right back in though, and Kid obliged. But, this time he had you firmly. He left his beer on that table, only to take you right back to where you came from..

That dainty, green filled room that Kid seemed to hate so much. He built the area for you when you both established your relationship. Sometimes you slept there, sometimes you slept with him in his room. Recently, it’s been you sleeping in his room.. but considering his annoyance.. he was surely going to fuck you silly in your room… the aroma could probably calm him down.

Kid knew one hundred percent that your pussy would calm him down though, and that’s why he threw you on the bed like it was his duty. He didn’t even bother to close your door all the way either. His care was little to none, and if someone saw the two of you.. he still wouldn’t give a damn.

The smeared , red lipstick on your lips branded you as his, along with every piece of jewelry he’d made for you. Kid’s favorite must be the belly piercing. He made that for you. That added with the waist beads below it complimented it so well. Everyone knew you were Eustass Kid’s woman, they wouldn’t dare try to do anything, nor look unannounced.

“You’re such a fucking slut..” Kid murmured as his rough, large hand caressed your sweet waist, you were so much more tiny than him. Everyone was, but it was different with you, you were the one about to take his cock.. you had no choice but to take it.

His piercing red hair was right above you. That was the only thing you could think about right now. That shortened red hair distinguished your man from everyone else. There was no mistaking him to begin with though, especially with his large mechanical arm. Which, you’ve come to like the machine. You liked when he’d use It to lift you, or when he’d try to gently caress you with it.

But, he wasn’t in a soft mood..

Kid inhaled the sweet lavender and cocoa, his eyes focused on how pretty you looked below him. In the back of his mind, he kind of wanted to say sorry for once. However, he really wasn’t going to care after a few seconds of staring at your thin top being slid off. Those pretty, darkened nipples were slightly hardened from the air, and they looked almost edible.

“Then slut me out..” with a seductive tone, you purred this to your lover, the red head. He couldn’t see anything but black for a second before he growled. “Don’t say some shit you can’t back up…cause’ I dare you to cry… or even whine like a little bitch about your pain.” Kid was blunt, but what he was really saying was ‘please don’t regret this’. You’ve been with him long enough to know his aggressive diction was just because he couldn’t express his feelings..

Why do you think he’s about to fuck his anger out?

Kid didn’t waste any time trying to get your second confirmation to, quote ‘slut you out’. His fingers roughly pulled at the green skirt with a swift motion and eventually pulled it off. While doing this, it revealed your pretty hips and thighs along with the prettiest stretch marks known to man. The pattern was indescribable, but they were in fact, invisible bars for Kid to rub with his thumb and hold on to.

“Don’t play wit’ me.. Captain.”

The way your words easily slipped from your mouth, it ran shivers down Kid’s back. It pissed him off in a way that he couldn’t explain. The sudden boost of your scent entered his nose again and it made him grunt. Lavender and cocoa never smelled so good until now.

“You’re fucking crazy.. You like when I’m fucking mad, huh?” Kid swore, his eyes squinted in a mixed emotional way. He used his real hand to begin taking off his clothes and unbuckling his belt, and it only made you eager. The feeling of calmness slipped you just a little and it was replaced with anxiousness. You were in tune with all of your emotions and your energy, but when Kid would take his clothes off.. you could only get fired up.

Those scars, they were never ending. His determination splattered all over his face, and his purple painted nails looked hot while holding his cock. It leaked the white precum, it was pretty thick but you knew it tasted more salty than sweet. Which, that fit him in more ways than one. Even his cock was in tune with his aggression. It looked like it hurt feelings. It was straight, his cock tip was a darker pink, and the thickness of it was almost concerning. It fit his hand well, but his hand was also a bit too large for just your neck…

“You’re gonna take this cock like a good little slut aren’t you..?” Kid sharply spoke, his grumbles trailing behind as he watched your chest heave up and down. You were so gorgeous in a state like this. Your outer pussy lips fit your clit so well. Kid has been with plenty of women before, but nothing compared to your gold. It was dripping so prettily.. it only made him want to put your ankle bracelet to your head.

“Mhm-.. m’gonna take that big dick..” you whispered, your toes already curling from watching Kid purposefully rub his tip against your wetness. Everytime he’d actually try to push in, the slippery surface would just deny his entry. It made him groan knowing how wet you get because of him, but damn.. all he wanted was to slip inside.. Luckily you were now eager, and your sweet fingers wrapped around the red head’s cock.

“You want me to put it in my pussy?… You wanna take yo’ anger out on this pussy dontcha’?” The swift change in your attitude completely turned. You were far from innocent now, and the lust and sexual tension tackled you. You couldn’t help but suck him in you the second he groaned loudly.

“Fuck yeah. Keep that pretty mouth open, doll. Talk to me.”

Kid relished the way you sounded during sex. Your dirty talk overshadowed any woman who believed she could talk dirty better than you. The way your vowels were pronounced, or the way you’d cut off part of the word.. he would forget that he was still on planet earth. That’s until you squeezed around him with your pink insides. Kid had plenty of time to feel around inside of you and watch your face contort into one of pleasure.

“That’s such a big ass dick..” you mumbled, making Kid’s ego fly through the roof. “Fuck…it’s calling you, baby…” you whimper, feeling your lower back lift off the soft bed. Kid was so tall and large that his cock didn’t reach your pretty pussy as well as it should.. that’s why he had to lift your hips up a bit more. It made it all worth wild because this position mixed with your filthy words? Your boyfriend gave no mercy.

The tip of his cock being fairly acquainted with the opening of your womb. He was so far inside that the bulge was indeed making the waist beads cry. However, seeing such a thing, along with your pretty blonde locs falling out of the scarf, the Captain growled like an animal in heat. His mechanical hand held one side of your waist while his real did the same.. The differences between the two made you feel hot and cold..

“Yeah… Take my cock. Let’s see how far you can go before tapping out.” Kid teased, his eyes focused hard on the bulge shown in your midsection. His thumbs would sometimes slip under those beads, just to play with them while he pounds your guts.

“N-Nah… huh uh-… I c-can take it…”

Those scarred, bruised hands were gripping your precious hips, the stretch marks still being rubbed gently by his fingers. That was the only gentle thing he was doing, his cock preferred digging in your guts. Oh how he loved watching your waist beads rise just from his bulge. It would tighten up around you, and the bangles on your wrist would shimmy when your palm would press against his lower stomach.

“Fuck no. You said you can take it-.. take it then.” There was a force behind his words. He watched your lips part and he listened to your sexy voice purr below him.

There was just something about you. Well.. it was all of it. All of you. From your darkened areolas to the brown, beautiful pussy that was taking him in time and time again. He just loved when you’d keep your legs open for his cock. He loved when you’d curl your toes below him. You were so tiny, he just didn’t know what to do with you other than fuck you dumb.

One thing Kid wanted to do to you when you first met was to choke you silly… Your intelligence about life and everything else, pissed him off. He wasn’t the brightest star in the sky, but he hated when you’d correct him. Sometimes he just wished you’d shut that pretty mouth up. This happens especially when you are trying to explain a book’s plot to him.

So, strictly watching your pretty face, he could feel his cock twitch. Your sweet, e/c eyes were rolling back in a way that made you look like a fucked-out bimbo. You tried to conceal your sounds, but much to your dismay, biting your bottom lip didn’t work. The flesh slipped from your mouth and your pussy was immediately reacting from the penetration.

“Ohhhhhh-shitt~.. Shit~.. M-M’cummin’ daddy- make-.. make this pussy cum with that big ass dick. You like that dontcha’..? You like me creamin all over that fuckin’ dick..” with the upmost lust and sexual pleasure wrapped up in those words, you practically poured out your moans on a plate for Kid to eat up. He couldn’t believe how sexy you were. His body reacted even more wildly when he looked between the both of you. You were so tight around him that you could barely feel anything at the moment. Kid felt you pulsating around him, and he took notice of your creamy cum making its appearance on his cock.

It was so quiet on Kid’s end, although he was groaning non stop. He was too focused, as well as letting the sounds and words penetrate him.

“Fuck!…” he growled out through his teeth, watching your breasts bounce each time he’d thrust into you. There was pleasure within watching you whine and talk like a slut while your brain goes numb and dumb. Kid was heavily influenced by your act and he couldn’t stop there. As much as it hurt to contain his orgasm in a tight cage, he had to hear your pussy gush.. and he had to hear your stupid, cute voice.

There was nothing better than Kid moaning out under his breath while he watched your tongue hang out. You looked like a cute, dumb little slut that had too much dick in her stomach. Your hands gripped those sheets with all your might, knowing you could barely handle Kid’s cock overstimulating you. Your moans were now slurred and squeaky, your insides also feeling the same way. There was no type of pain, it was only non stop pleasure that felt like too much.

But Kid enjoyed it… and his anger was slowly slipping away the second he watched your legs shake. “Y-.. y-.. please-… D-Dick-… too- m-…”

“Shit.” Kid firmly swore, his head tilting upwards as his cock twitched. He was so close to cumming, and he wasn’t going to hold back. The loud sounds of your skin slapping with his only got louder, and his real hand moved up to your neck before pushing you down into the mattress. All while, his mechanical hand kept your lower body up against him. He needed you to be at a perfect angle..

“You want me to cum in this pussy?”

“Uhn-.. uh huh..” you could barely comprehend anything, yet you knew what he said then. Kid didn’t waste time, he was already aching to pass this orgasm. So when he pushed as much as he could, he didn’t move. His body stayed firm against yours, and your little yelp caused him to give more.

Your eyes were so glossy and beautiful.. and Kid just loved that clueless look on your face. He loved how filled your pussy was. It felt so damn warm that he didn’t wanna leave it. The mixture of your cum and his felt so good.. but most of it was stuck inside of you. His cock slipped out just as easy, and it dripped with white substance..

Your lower body dropped down to the comfy bed and it dropped cum out to the bed sheets. The quietness effected the both of you, but it was slightly interrupted by your loud breaths. The air was literally fucked out of you so you needed to take back as much as you could because your weak adrenaline wanted you to please your man.

“Clean it up for me..” Kid’s tone echoed, it was still deep and dark, yet it was softer. His sweet efforts to sound ‘nice’ made you even more happy to do it for him. You could care less that your scarf was no longer on your crown, besides, he liked when he could softly touch your locs.

They looked so pretty when you lifted yourself up. They followed you gently and they framed your face while your puffy lips wrapped around his messy, sticky cock. Kid felt like he had no more worries.. not when he had a precious girlfriend tending to his every need…

“Thank you, doll.”

© monstas1ut (do not copy)

[butterflydemons]

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Chan comes across a picture on his for you page of a baby and notices that the infant shares the same similarities as him.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: bangchan x biracial!oc ( Miya )

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3,607

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Fluff.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Hope you guys enjoy.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @michelle4eve @lovesunshinefelix @resi4skz @kaciidubs

⇢ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ ——— ɴᴇxᴛ

Chapter II🧸: The Truth Comes Out

『 May 3, 2023 』

   AS OF LATE, Chan found himself thinking back to that glorious night on his birthday last year. Since that evening, he often thought about Miya. What she was doing, where she was, or if she thought about their shared time together. There was a night where he even masturbated thinking of her naked body beneath his. Whatever he did, Chan couldn’t get her out of his mind.

   Chan was with his bandmates filming an episode of SKZ Code on Jeju Island. It was a warm sunny day so the staff decided why not film there. The beautiful blue sea reminded him of back home in Australia when he’d go to the beach. Listening to the waves crash against the shore gave Chan a sense of relief and peace. Nothing beats being at the beach, especially with people you care about.

   Staff had the group divided into two squads. Team Wear Your Seatbelts was a white sedan, and Team Screwdrivers was a black vehicle. Each member chose which car, cracking jokes about each other. For their mission on their two-day stay, all the members on the first day would eat at a restaurant, play in a swimming pool, and have a fun barbecue, ending it with a day of a video diary. It was simple.

   After laughing at Changbin as he acted as if he was going to leave Han, everyone settled in, and the divers got on the road. The members sat back for the ride, jamming to their music and relaxing. Everyone said hello before heading to the table when they arrived at the restaurant. Employees handed Chan and his teammate's menus before they ordered their food. All of them enjoyed the delicious food and each other's company.

“I’m going to start with some red-handed lobster,” Changbin replied, picking up a piece of food with his chopsticks. “Mmm, it’s good.”

“We should do this all the time,” Chan responded, glancing at all of his members, laughing and being happy.

“I could live on Jeju Island forever.” Han smiled, laughing with Felix, who sat beside him.

“I'm so full, but I can't stop eating.” Felix groaned, rubbing his stomach.

   It’s safe to say the first mission of their two-day stay on Jeju Island was a great success. The group filled their conversations with laughter and good food. Once everyone was well-fed, they wanted to enjoy the view and take pictures of each other. Chan felt a sense of peace and joy as he watched his members be themselves while running around. Sometimes, being in the spotlight got to all of them, and they reveled in this moment.

   Chan walked on the beach as Minho found a stray cat and started petting her, being the only feline owner in the group. Yet again, he found himself thinking of Miya. Pulling out his phone, Chan began taking pictures of the beautiful scenery. He smiled at how the photos turned out. Walking along the sand, Chan grabbed his phone and scrolled through Instagram.

   When he tapped on his for you page, he saw a picture of an infant. He saw that the person who posted it was a mutual friend of his friend Hyun-Jung. Suddenly, Chan realized it was the girl he slept with on his birthday last year. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stared at the picture. The baby girl shared similarities with him.

   She had his nose and lips. The wheels in Chan's mind started spinning. Was the child his? When did she have a baby? How old is the infant? Many thoughts kept running through his brain. Chan contemplated whether he should message her directly or ask Caleb. He didn’t want to catch her off guard or seem weird, so he asked Caleb.

   Clicking on the direct message button, Chan began typing his text. After sending the last message, Chan's heart tightened, realizing his added dates. If he were correct, that would mean the baby girl Miya posted is, in fact, his daughter. Holy shit, he has a kid. He couldn’t believe it. Chan had to keep a straight face, knowing that he was filming. 

   Quickly tapping on his phone, he ordered a bouquet of pink flowers for Caleb to pick up and give to Miya with a specific note attached. He sighed, running his hand through his hair as the new information settled in. The wheels in Chan’s head had him so wrapped up he didn’t hear Felix calling him until he tapped his shoulder.

“You okay?” Felix asked with worry written on his face.

“Y-Yeah, I’m good.” Chan nodded, smiling at his Australian friend.

   Chan and Felix walked over to the other guys, letting loose while enjoying their time on Jeju Island. The entire time, Chan couldn’t get the image of that baby girl out of his mind.

Miya walked into the kitchen of her house as the television occupied her daughter’s attention to make her a bottle. After discovering she was pregnant, Miya resigned, but since her boss was understanding, she allowed Miya to take an extended leave from work. She fled Korea to California to live with her parents. Her family supported her decision to keep the baby and continue the pregnancy. Kaya and Karsyn missed their friend so much.

   In all honesty, Miya missed them too, so during her twenty-ninth week of pregnancy, she decided to fly back to Korea from Texas. At thirty-six weeks, Miya gave birth to a 7lbs 5oz baby girl named Bang Cheon-Sa, whose English name is Noémi. She was the cutest baby when she was born. Miya cried, holding her newborn daughter to her chest. Not believing she pushed out a 7lbs infant from her vagina.

   Of course, her mother flew down with her friends to help with the recovery process, so she knew she was in good hands. It’s safe to say that Noémi has her mother's friends wrapped around her fingers. They’d do it in a heartbeat whenever Miya asked them for something related to the baby. Hell, they’d even offer to babysit for her while she worked. 

   Miya shook the warm bottle as she exited the kitchen, and when Noémi saw what her mother held, she started whining, motioning with a grabby hand. The young woman shook her head as she placed the bottle in the toddler's mouth. She smiled at her daughter before sitting on the sofa and continuing her reality show. As Miya went to check on her baby, her cell phone started ringing, making her turn back around. Picking it up, she saw Kaya’s contact name on the screen.

Hello, bestie.

Bestie🤍🥤- Hey, what are you doing?

Watching a reality show, what’s up?

Bestie🤍🥤- I’m with Caleb, Ryan and Karsyn. We’re on our way to your place. We have a surprise for you.

What is it?

Bestie🤍🥤- It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you.

Whatever. Well, I’m at home.

Bestie🤍🥤- How’s Noémi?

She’s on her way to sleep. I gave her a bottle.

Bestie🤍🥤- I can’t wait to see her if she’s still awake. Well, we’re almost there.

Okay, I’ll see you when you get here.

Bestie🤍🥤- Bye.

   After Miya tossed her phone aside and got up to see Noémi staring wide open at her, the toddler showed her mother a gummy smile as Miya shook her head. She raised her arms, making Miya chuckle before picking her up and hoisting the baby on her hip.

“You know what you’re doing.” Miya smiled, kissing her chubby cheek. 

   Miya held the toddler to her chest as she patted Noémi to sleep. As she closed her eyes, the doorbell rang, echoing throughout the house. Holding the infant to her chest, Miya stood up and went to answer the front door. When she opened it, she saw Kaya, Ryan, Karsyn, and Caleb holding a bouquet of pink flowers. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she allowed her friends inside.

   The four took their shoes off before slipping on their assigned slippers and following Miya to the living room.

“Noémi’s always sleeping.” Karsyn pouted, poking the infant's chubby cheek.

“That’s all she does is eat, sleep, and poop,” Miya replied, rolling her eyes as she laid Noémi in her playpen. She glanced at Caleb, who sat the flowers on the table. “Who’s the floral arrangement?”

“It’s yours,” Celeb answered, sitting beside Ryan on the other sofa.

“Mine? You didn’t have to buy me flowers, Caleb.” Miya smiled, feeling a sense of appreciation.

“I didn’t buy them. None of us did.” Celeb denied, shaking his head. “I’m just a delivery guy.”

   Now, Miya needed clarification. If Caleb, Kaya, Ryan, or Karsyn didn’t buy her flowers, who did? She looked at her friends before reaching over and grabbing the card from in between the petals. Flipping the card, she read the note the person wrote there.

   𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝑀𝒾𝓎𝒶,

   𝒜𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝐼’𝓂 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈. 𝐼𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝐼𝓃𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓂 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒. 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝐼’𝓂 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝐸𝓃𝒿𝑜𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈.

   𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎,

   𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓃 찬

   Miya read over the note again, again and again. She knew that Chan would see the pictures she posted of Noémi and put the dates together. It was just up to her to confirm it. 

“What does the note say?” She heard Ryan ask from his spot on the sofa.

“The flowers are from Chan, saying that he knows about Noémi and would like to talk when he’s free,” Miya explained, looking at her friends. She felt guilty and anxious. 

“How does he know about her?” Kaya questioned, reading the note over Miya’s shoulder. 

“I think he saw the picture I posted of when she was born and added the dates together,” Miya answered, staring at the beautiful flowers and gently running her finger over a petal. 

   She didn’t know how to feel at that moment. Her heat heated wildly in her chest, and butterflies erupted in her stomach. Was it love? She didn’t know. Could it be that she was nervous? Who knows. All Miya knew was that she didn’t know how to feel.

   Yes, she has had boyfriends who bought her things, but this is different. She had a daughter with a K-pop idol, and he wanted to be in her life. Most men who have a one-night stand where the woman ends up pregnant deny the baby and want nothing to do with it. Miya didn’t want that to be her, so she was prepared to raise her daughter as a single mother. With the help of her family and friends, she knew she had all the support she needed.

“Are you okay?” Kaya asked, seeing a tear roll down her best friend’s face.

“S-Si Bal.” Miya cursed, wiping her face. She laughed as her friends pulled her into a hug. ( “Shit.” )

“What’s on your mind?” Karsyn asked, putting her chin on Miya's shoulder.

“I don’t know. I-you see men wanting nothing to do with the women they impregnate or the baby, and here I am in a similar situation, but the father wants to be in her life.” Miya sniffled, explaining her feelings. “Plus, he’s an idol, so I’m thinking of everything that would or could happen if and when his fandom finds out.” 

“Which is why you have to talk to him,” Kaya said, rubbing her back soothingly. “That can be one of the things you can bring up in the conversation.”

“Yeah, I know.” Miya nodded, sighing as she wiped her face. “It’s just that sometimes I can’t believe what my life has come to.”

“That’s understandable.” Karsyn smiled, lying her head on her best friend’s shoulder.

“I guess I’m just emotional,” Miya responded, shrugging her shoulders. “Maybe it’s the birth control I’m taking.” 

“We understand. My birth control does that to me, too.” Kaya nodded as she laughed.

“Yea, one minute I love on Caleb, the next I hate his fucking guts,” Karsyn replied, shrugging her shoulders and making her boyfriend look at her. “He knows I love him, though.”

“Okay, enough crying. Are you guys hungry?” Miya asked, wiping her face of tears. 

“Always if you’re cooking.” She replied, rubbing her hands together. 

“I’m in the mood for some tteokbokki. Are you guys okay with that?” Miya questioned, walking to the kitchen. 

“Hell yeah,” Ryan shouted, almost waking the sleeping child. 

“Shut your loud ass mouth.” Kaya shushed her boyfriend, smacking his shoulder.

“Sorry.” He apologized, turning to the television.

   In the kitchen, Miya started grabbing ingredients for spicy & cheesy tteokbokki. She heated the skillet, adding Korean red chili paste, red chili flakes, soy sauce, garlic, and sugar before simmering it with chicken stock. Miya was in her element. She loved cooking. It relieves her when she’s stressed. She didn’t like when someone else was in the kitchen with her; it was unnerving.

   After thirty minutes, Miya sat the pan on the table before calling her friends over. “Come and get it.”

   The four friends got up and walked over to the kitchen table, gawking at the meal Miya prepared. One thing they loved Miya for was her cooking. No matter what, she’d cook for them with no questions asked.

“Gamsahabnida.” Yeong-Sik, also known as Ryan, praised, smiling at his friend. ( “Thank you.” )

“Cheonman-eyo,” Miya replied, sitting next to Karsyn as everyone helped themselves to a serving. ( You’re welcome.” )

   As Ryan went to eat the food, he moaned at the mere smell of the spicy & cheesy tteokbokki. The spices' flavors exploded in his mouth when he started chewing his food. 

“I love your cooking so much.” Caleb nodded with a mouth full. 

“Aww, thank you.” Miya grinned, putting food in her mouth.

The group talked amongst each other, laughing when Caleb received a message from someone.

찬 Chan🐺 - You think she’ll be mad at you if you give me her number?

No, Miya is a very humbled person.

찬 Chan🐺 - I’m nervous about texting her. Being a mother is all new to me.

You don’t have to be nervous, and it’s all new to her too. She’s taking it day by day.

찬 Chan🐺 - Thanks again for giving me her number. Anytime man. 

   Caleb sat his phone down and continued eating when the cry of Noémi made the friends look over at the child. She stood up in her playpen, staring at them teary-eyed, poking her bottom lip out. Miya moved to get up to get the toddler, but Caleb stopped her.

“I got it. You can eat.” He said, nodding for his friend to stay seated.

   Miya nodded as she watched Caleb go over to her daughter. The toddler reached her hands out for him to pick her up. When she was safe in his arms, she squealed at him, showing him her gummy smile and kicking her feet. Caleb placed Noémi in the high chair beside Miya, and she began feeding her. Of all Miya’s friends, Caleb was the closest with Noémi.

   When she was born, he held her for hours and wouldn’t let anyone take her from his arms. From the moment Noémi clasped his thumb, he vowed to protect that baby with every fiber in his body. Caleb had always wanted siblings, so when he met Miya, he instantly became like an older brother to her. Now that she has a daughter, he’s like a protective uncle. He may not have had a good life or any siblings, but Caleb loved Miya and Noémi like one.

   As Miya made funny faces at her daughter, her phone dinged, signaling she had received an incoming text. The screen lit up, and she saw a message from a number she didn’t recognize. She unlocked her phone, tapped the notification, and saw what the number sent.

(850) 961-3198 - Hey, Miya, it’s Chan. I got your number from Caleb, if that’s okay.

Um, yeah, it’s okay. I didn’t expect it.

So what’s up?

(850) 961-3198 - I’m waiting to continue filming.

What are you guys filming?

(850) 961-3198 - We’re filming a four-part episode of SKZ Code in Jeju Island.

That sounds so fun. I miss Jeju Island.

I’ve been there once.

(850) 961-3198 - With everything going on, we decided to film a relaxing episode.

(850) 961-3198 - We’re going go karting tomorrow to film some more.

Sounds like you guys have a busy schedule.

(850) 961-3198 - A little bit, but not really. However, we've been filming all day. 

(850) 961-3198 - Did you like the flowers?

Of course, I did. The pink roses were beautiful. Thank you.

(850) 961-3198 - You’re welcome, but I would like to meet and talk when I have a free day.

That’s fine. Just let me know. 

(850) 961-3198 - Thank you.

*photo attachment* She has your features.

(850) 961-3198 - What’s her name?

Bang Cheon-Sa or Noémi.

(850) 961-3198 - That’s a beautiful name.

   Miya smiled as she stared at the picture she sent Chan of Noémi. Setting her phone down, Miya looked up to see Noémi wanted more food. She scooped a helping onto a small plate before cutting the rice cakes into tiny bits and handing them to her daughter.

“Did you give Chan my number?” Miya asked Caleb, making him look up at me.

“Y-Yeah, I did. I hope you’re not mad.” Caleb nodded, answering me with food in his mouth.

“I’m not. I just wished you had said something to me first.” She responded, staring at him as she spoke. 

“Sorry.” He apologized, bowing his head.

“It’s fine,” I replied, smiling at him.

   Miya wouldn’t be angry at Caleb because she knew he had her best interest at heart, and he did it for a good reason. After eating, Miya cleaned up Noémi and took her out of the high chair. She approached Caleb, leaned over him, and kissed his cheek.

After the group ate, they took a mini break to take pictures. Chan and his group members arrived at the house where they would stay on Jeju Island. Everyone ran around the home searching for the rooms they wanted. Some had to share, but the boys didn’t care. Of course, Chan had the most enormous room out of everyone.

    Chan proceeded to lock the door before he plopped on one of his beds and sighed through his nose as relaxation took over him. Once Chan pulled out his phone, he went to his messages and clicked on Miya’s number, which took him to their conversation. He couldn’t help but stare at the last thing she sent him. It was a picture of their daughter. The beautiful being they made.

   He could see the resemblance between them. Noémi had his eyes and Miya’s nose and lips. A smile came to Chan’s mouth as he found himself thinking about how this happened. That night, he shared with Miya in his hotel room. All he needed was consent, which she gave, and he devoured her.

   Never in his wildest dreams did Chan think he'd have a child with a girl his friend introduced him to on his birthday, probably when he was a little older, maybe in his thirties when he matured more, but not in his mid-late twenties. It seemed surreal to him. Just last year, Chan traveled and performed; now, he has a ten-month-old daughter. The whole situation blew his mind away. Chan started thinking of how his parents and Stays were going to react.

   Once everyone relaxed and took a thirty-minute nap, it was time for their next mission. Swimming was one thing Chan loved to do. The water was his lover, and he could live in it forever. After he had changed, Chan met the rest of the guys by the pool. The staff divided into two teams for their first game, wore blindfolds, and attacked the other team, taking their eye coverings.

   The game was fun overall, and Chan wouldn't trade it for anything else. Seeing his friends laugh and have fun, what more could he ask for? Nothing. Not a damn single thing. At all. 

   After having fun in the pool, the group got out, showered, and lounged around while Minho and Seungmin went to the local market to get food for their dinner tonight. Little did they know that the staff rearranged their rooms. Hyunjin and Han took it upon themselves to switch the blue and yellow stickers, laughing as a joke. When everyone went to their rooms for the night, Chan grew excited, knowing he was sharing a bed with Seungmin. Of course, Seungmin didn’t like that and switched the colors back to their original places.

   As the guys settled into their beds, they ended the day with a little video diary. They talked about their upcoming shows and lives and told Stays to be healthy and careful with what’s happening worldwide. 

   Miya rubbed lotion into Noémi’s skin as she got her ready for bed. Her friends left a few hours ago, so she put Noémi down for the night. After getting her daughter dressed in pjs, Miya sat in the rocking chair and started putting Noémi to sleep. Within ten minutes, the toddler was knocked out in her mother's arms. As Miya got ready for bed, she stepped out of the shower, dried off, and replaced her towel with an oversized t-shirt.

   She took out the clip, holding her hair up when she showered, and let her hair fall down her back. Miya climbed into bed and started playing around on her phone. Right before Miya put her phone down, an incoming message from Chan came through.

(850) 961-3198 - Goodnight.

Goodnight Chan.

[calibabii21]

|| pretty boy, mirror me || z.hao

pairing: inexperienced bf!ZhangHao x experienced gf!reader

genre: smut. that’s it.

warning(s): crossdressing, reacharound handjob, there's a mirror involved ruined orgasm..think that’s it. *minors. do. not. interact.*

wc: 819

a/n: I didn't get the chance to write the second day's, so I'll be combining days 2 & 3 if that's okaaayyy. I plan on doing quite a few of these, so some may be shorter than my usual works. hope you all enjoy <3

*disclaimer* my writings are purely fictional and for entertainment purposes. read that again if you're thinking about coming at me.

"Are you ready baby?" There's a few beats of silence before the timid creak of the bathroom door sounds. A genuine gasp escapes you as Zhang Hao walks out with a slight skip in his step. "Oh, you look so pretty- come here honey." Your arm is outstretched to him, beaconing him closer.

You gently pull him to stand in front of you, "What took so long baby?" He remains quiet, but you notice right arm tucked behind his back and narrow your eyes at him. "What are you hiding from me.." But he opts for wordlessly revealing his phone to you; showing the pictures he'd taken in the restroom.

Taking the device, you study the photos- zooming in on a few points that catch your eye. "So this is what you were doing.." You look up at him as he begins fidgeting, though from anticipation rather than anxiety. "How do you feel wearing this?"

He adorably grins at you as he picks at the ruffles on his skirt, naturally swaying. "I'm very happy." You can only smile in return as you caress his face, "Well you look very pretty in these thigh highs. Thighs looks so beautiful in this skirt." The two of you share a brief sweet kiss, you soon moving further back onto the bed.

The next cue is a pat on the bed in the space between your legs. Hao sits back to your chest, immediately relishing in your soft touch skating his skin. Lips ghosting his neck. "Such pretty shoulders you have baby."

A shudder can be felt as your breath fans him- skin turning a gorgeous pink shade. "You know, for someone so lacking in experienced, you are doing so well."

You hear him let out soft mewls and sighs, "Well that's because you make it so easy." Your light touches continue to relax him, "Yeah? You want to keep going?" He nods eagerly, his face becoming an expression of shock as he tilts his head back.

"Um, is that.." You, too, look toward the roof of the bed, instantly grinning at the sight of the mirror. Hao's body seems reactive to seeing himself erotically laid between your legs through the mirror. "Can we..can we..use it?"

Pleasantly surprised, you happily oblige, "Of course, my Angel, you've been such a good boy. What is it you'd like to do?" The shakiness in his short breaths is audible, "Can you touch me?" His innocent eyes looking back at you have you folding without a second thought.

You lower yourself a little so that the both of you are the perfect angle to see your reflections. His skirt is now flipped up, giving you a view of the panties he also put on. "Hm.. They're a little big- but you still look very pretty. My pretty little boy."

He squirms in attempt to get you to touch him firmly, your hand only lightly tracing the outline of his growing erection. "Please." His feet begin kicking in a fit, eyes shutting tightly as you fully grip him without warning, "AH, yes!"

You pull him outside of the panties humming at the sight, "Mmm, look at how pretty your cock is." Whether he's flustered or not, you can't tell with his eyes squeezed shut and his breathing shallow. But you were getting tired of repeating yourself "I said look at your pretty cock"

He gasps and his eyes snap open once your hand encircles his throat, forcing his gaze to be on the mirror and he lets out a loud whimper. "M-More, please." You sass him back, but still give him what he asks for.

"You've barely been listening to me, yet you're throwing out commands." He chuckles brattily through deep breaths, "I was a good enough boy for you to let me choose what we do." Your response is to grip him tightly in one hand while circling his tip with the palm of your other.

"N-No! It's too much- 'm gonna cum, please." But you ignore his words, continuing your merciless strokes. The hand on top now moving to massage his balls and the rim of his tight hole. "Be a good boy and hold it."

You already know he won't be able to keep it in, but you provoke him anyway, leaning your lips close to his ear. "Do you hear how wet you got for me?" His whines increase in pitch and volume, while just as he tips over the edge, you switch to slow strokes.

Through the mirror you can see the different emotions flash through his eyes as he cums in your hand. Frustration, confusion, arousal. You were learning so much about your sweet little panda. "F-uck momm- more. Please."

Your heart skips at the title he almost called you. He cries out as you remove your hand, scrambling to keep you touching him. No baby, it's your turn." You snap the garter belt against his skin, "Use this and mirror me."

[zolatau]

[ericbrainrot]

𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐲𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: where i turn my experience with my gym crush into a mini series.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jung jaehyun x black!fem!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff and maybe smut

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: not sure at the moment

𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.4k

5:30 am, the time the two of you simultaneously walked inside of the building together. He'd probably think that you were following each other due to the fact that you two were in the same area. Then again, it was the stretching area. Sometimes you two had awkward encounters, like when you two were reaching for the same mat. Or the time the two of you were walking in the same direction.

You couldn't help but play the interactions in your head at times because you couldn't find yourself to speak to him. His black hair that he usually had either parted behind him, or he had a headband on his head. His little dimples as he grunted while lifting, the air blowing from his lips.

But you couldn't keep looking at him. Sometimes he'd bring his friend who was taller than him. They were both attractive, but you were focused on mr. dimples.

"Why can't you just shoot your shot?" your friends would tell you, but how could you? They knew how attractive he was, it wouldn't be easy to talk to him.

The little glances you two shared was something you kept to yourself. It kind of sounded like a parasocial relationship, but you just didn't know when to shoot your shot.

This morning would've been the perfect opportunity for you to talk to him, but all you could do was lowly say "thank you," and walk inside after he held the door open for you.

Afterwards, you made your way to the stretching area. Grabbing a mat, you placed it in your usual area. It was time

for your dynamic stretching before you could carry on with your glute workout. As you were doing your stretches, you saw a mat a few spaces away from you. Of course you were curious and hoping that it'd be him. To your surprise, it was him and you felt yourself become a hot mess. Forgetting what rep you were on with your stretching.

You cleaned your mat before placing it back, and walked over to the dumbbell rack. You grabbed two dumbbells because it was time for you to start your workout and you were starting with rdls. When you walked back to the area, he was still there doing his own thing. That's when you began your workout.

He couldn't help himself from taking a peek every time you bent over. The butt scrunch leggings and shorts you wore were kind of his weakness. The way it made your ass look, it would be hard for him not to look. As much as he wanted to stare at your ass all day, he had to do his workout so he could start his day.

[verytalented]

My loud Neighbor

→ Pairings: Kai x Black reader → Group: SuperM → Warning: handjob enemies to lovers. Thigh riding, male receiving, female receiving, oral sex. → Summary; "Could I request a kai Exo ambw one when he's your neighbor and you develope feelings also are two parts allowed for the last one could it also include smut?" ask for @kai-choco-queen-32 <request>

A/N I don't write EXO, but I do write for SuperM so when you look at my master list it's going to be under there. And also, I put everything in one part and I'm not good at doing part twos. Word Count:

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone who is mentioned in this story. This is just for entertainment, and if any kpop idol wants this story down I will take it down.

After a long day at work, you needed to rest and that's one thing you don't get often. One of the reasons is your loud neighbor who constantly has loud music or someone over. And let's just say that someone wasn't over for 3sxzsmall talk. You had nowhere else to stay. So, things can get very stressful.

You worked long hours and all you need was relaxation. Today was different than usual or so you thought. It started off quiet so you wanted to take a nap.

You took a two-hour nap only to wake up to sex noises. You sigh. “I swear this mother fucker”. You got out of bed with just a pair of shorts and your sports bra. And a bonnet that protects your locs. You walked out of your apartment with nothing on your feet. You're furious you couldn't get at least a good nap in since you moved in 2 months ago.

But one thing you do remember is how your landlord told you people didn't stay in this apartment long, because of the noise of the man next door. You had enough of this man. You felt as if you were going crazy because of this man.

You began to knock hard on this man's door it was currently 3:00 A.M. this had happened before But you didn't want to come off as rude so you let it slide. But now this had been happening for far too long and it needs to stop.

Kai soon opens the door with a smirk on his lips. He has nothing but grey sweats on. His hair was messy but he still manage to look good. You can hear the girl behind him asking who was at the door. He didn't pay attention to her, but instead, he gave you all his attention.

"what are doing up at this hour." you rolled your eyes. You crossed your arms. "Can you not make so much noise it's 3 A.M,” you said with an angry tone. "What I can't have a little fun at night?" he said. You huff "that's not what I'm saying. It seemed that you have a little fun every night," You said. "O’come on let loose a little I'm sure you'll love to join," he bit his bottom lip. His gaze stayed on you. You felt that his gaze was so powerful and lustful at the same time.

"I wouldn't give you the time of day," you said crossing your arms. He chuckled as he lean against the door frame with a sinister smile. He looked you up in down. "Oh really," he said. "What do you mean by 'oh really' can you just keep it in your pants just for one night," you yelled. All he did was smile. He keeps giving you the same stupid smile. You started to get really annoyed by his actions. You let out a sigh and rub you temples of your head. "Just keep it down all right it's 3 A.M. and some of us actually have productive lives"

"Sure thing I'll try my best." and all he did was smile at you. You rolled your eyes and went back inside your apartment locking the door. You walked back into your room. "I need to move" You lay back down in your bed.

The sex noises stop you finally got a chance to go to bed. You soon drift off to sleep. Till you hear him again but this time it's different... it's him?! You let out a surprised gasp.

"I know this man is not jerking off right now."

-

Time: 3:15 A.M.

"You need to get out," kai says to this girl that he just gave head to. "Why?!" she frowns. He rolled his eyes. "Because I said so, and this does happen to be my house." He said in a demanding tone. The girl soon got out of his bed with a huff. The girl then put on her clothes and got out of Kai's apartment.

He let out a sigh. Running his fingers through his soft brown hair. That girl did not satisfy him at all. He looked down at the boner that he had. His mind instantly filled with what you wearing. How your sports bra squeezed your chest making it look plumper. And how high your shorts were. And how your butt would show when you turned around.

He lay down on his bed. He then pulled down his grey sweats. He let out a sigh as his dick leaked precum. His hand finally made contact with his dick. He began to move his hands up and down along his dick. "Fuck" he grunted. Kai then moves his hand even faster. He lets out a gasp as he was so close to finally coming. "Fuck Y/N" He let out a loud moan. he finally came with some of his cum on his tummy.

"Fuck, I was loud."

-

The next day you felt nervous to see him. Because you heard him jerk off and he moaned your name. When you got ready for work you couldn't help but think of him while you got ready.

You could barely sleep last night because of what happened last night. And what makes things worse is that you have to meet with your boss today. You just got promoted to assistant manager. You’ve been working there since you move into your apartment. You walked outside your apartment only to see kai in a suit and tie getting into a black sedan. His hair was not messy this time it was more formal. You couldn't lie to yourself and say he didn't look hot.

He notices you and gives the same sinister smirk that he always gives you. He close the door of the car then soon after the car drove off. You rolled your eyes and walked to your car.

-

Kai is the CEO of a small company. His company is slowly growing thanks to his shareholders and his family for helping him get money for his company.

Kai walked into his office with his assistant following after him. "Sir you have to meet with the new assistant manager today, and you have two meetings today." Kai sign and rubbed his head. He was so tired. He thought it would be slow today but he was wrong. "what time do I have to meet the new assistant manager?" His assistant soon told him that he would meet her at 9:30 am. Which is 30 minutes from now.

-

You soon walked into the office at 9:15. Your best friend Mark lee welcomed you in. He then told you that you have to meet with your boss. "I have to go to the bathroom where is his office?" you said to Mark. "His office is on the fifth floor you better hurry you have to be at his office at 9:30," Mark warned you. You nodded your head and rushed to the bathroom.

When went into the bathroom you heard some girls talking about your boss. "Don't you find it kinda odd that no one really knows what the boss looks like?" One of the girls said. You stayed inside the stall and didn't make any noise. "well it's rumored that he doesn't want anyone to know what he looks like." One of the girls said. "well I think it's because he's really ugly" One of the girls giggled. About 5 minutes passed and you have ten minutes to get to your boss's office. You walked out of the bathroom stall. The girls soon stop talking and bowed to you. "Hello manager," They said with a slight smile.

"I don't think it appropriate to talk about our boss like that. If you excuse me I should go meet him right now." you quickly walked out leaving those girls shocked and embarrassed.

-

You look at your watch it was now 9:25 you stood outside his office waiting nervously. You kept looking at your watch it was now 9:30. That was the longest five minutes of your life. You let out a sigh. His assistant walked out with a man standing next to him. He bowed to the man he bowed back. "have a good day," he said. The man smiled and walked away. "Are you Y/n?" the assistant asked. "Uh...Yes, I am Y/N" You said standing up and bowing slightly. "He would like to see you now," he said with a smile.

You then walked into his office but there was a person you didn't think you were going to see. It's your next-door Neighbor. "You have to be kidding me," you mumbled under your breath. "Good morning Ms.L/N," Kai said with a smirk. "Good Morning Sir." you smile. You were so caught off guard to see kai here today. One thing you couldn't believe is that he is your boss. Something suddenly dawned on you. You yelled at him last night. And you heard him moan your name. You couldn't believe what was happening right now.

He got out of his seat and walked up to you. "Would you excuse us," Kai said to his assistant. "yes sir" he said and walked out of his office. "Well look who it is. who knew I would see you here," he said to you in a cocky tone. You tried your best not to roll your eyes. You most definitely wanted to keep your job. "Hello Kai sorry about last night." You said with a smile. "Oh don't switch up on me now I like your festy side. Not to mention I don't usually like to mix business with pleasure." He said and grab your tie pulling you closer to him. You gasp as you were so close to him. "You are dismissed Ms.L/N," He said with the same lustful smirk and let go of your tie. This time that smirk he gave you hit differently. This time you're starting to fill lust for him. Maybe you won't regret it. "Yes sir" You whispered. "I don't think I heard you right," kai said. "Yes Sir," you said louder and you saw kai smirk again. You then walked out of his office.

You saw his assistant bow at you and you smiled and bowed back.

You made your way back to your office. Mark then knocks on the door. you allowed him to come. He came in closing the door after him. "So how did it go?" he said excitedly. "It to be honest I guess it kinda well."

-

Later that night You were called into Kai's office once again. All of your co-workers left and the office was empty. You walked to the elevator and press the button to the fifth floor. You didn't know what to expect from him. "After all, he was the one that didn't want to mix business with pleasure". You made it to his office. You knocked on the door slightly just enough for him to say come in. You closed the door behind you.

You walked and you saw him with his hair was a mess. He loosened the tie around his neck and unbuttoned his shirt. "You wanted to see me." You said walking closer to him. "Yes I did." He got up from his desk and walked to the front of it. Just the sight of him like this makes you go crazy. "Am I making you nervous?" He said he gave you that same smile. He walked closer to you lifting your face to make you make eye contact with him. "No..." you whisper, slightly biting on your bottom lip. His eyes soon darted to your lips before going back to your eyes.

The sexual tension between the two of you was unbearable and you couldn't help but look at his lips. Your face moves ever so slowly to his lips, and soon your lips connect. The kiss began to get heated with your tongues crashing into each other. He slowly moved back into the glass desk before sitting on it slightly. His hands move down to your hips pulling you closer. His leg soon parted yours and being to move your cloth pussy along his thigh. The sensation made you moan in pleasure. Your skirt rises up your butt. As his hands reach down to your butt then he squeezes it. "Kai~" you moaned, He then started to kiss up and down your neck. "you like that?" He asked You nodded. "I need an answer love."

"Yes, I love it" You let out before pleading for more. Kai picked you up laying you back on his glass desk. He then took off your skirt and panties leaving them on the floor. "Look how wet you are, all from just kissing how cute."

"Shut up." you sigh. "You know you love it" he smiles.

He then bent down kissing your inner thighs. He then made it to your pussy kissing your clit, and soon after that, he began to suck on it. "fuck Kai~" you moaned once more. You can feel him smiling against you. He then enters his tongue into you. you let out a gasp as he still fingered your clit. Your breathing started to get heavy as your hands made it to his hair messing it up more than it is. "Fuck I'm close Kai" His tongue moved back to your clit sucking on it faster. "Thats it let go for me" His words sent vibrations to your clit soon sending you over the edge.

You loosened your grip on his hair. "You're so pretty". He said before getting up. You could see the wetness from your pussy smeared on his chin. He then unbutton his shirt and started to undo his belt. "Just go slow with me okay" You whimpered. "Of course." He said before kissing your forehead.

He pulled his pants down along with his boxers. You could see his dick stand tall. He moved his dick between your folds letting your wetness lobe his dick. "Fuck you're so warm." He then made his way to your entrance and slowly his slip his dick inside of you.

“Shit your so tight” he said with his grip on your waist tightened. He went slow at first while kissing your neck. You started to crave more of him. “Can you go faster?”. He raises his eyebrow before spending up the paste. “Fuck you so good for me,” he said going faster while one of his fingers made it to your clit.

He then lifts one of your legs pushing his dick in a certain spot making you gasp. “Oh please just like that” you pled. You can see a slight smirk make its way to his face. “Damn you feel amazing.” he moans.

His thrust started to get sloppy and his breath started to get heavy. “I'm close” he lets out. “Me too” you let out. After a few more thrusts he pulled out coming on your tummy. “Fuck” you whimpered at the loss of his dick. “Let me take you home”

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[andysorbit]

We Can Go Anywhere (M)

idol!Johnny x fem!reader

genre: smut, romance

warnings: car sex, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink, semi public sex, sweat kink

Author's note: this has been in my drafts for a while. I was gonna just trash it but what the hell. I tweaked it and now it's yours. also shout out to @multifandomslxt for triggering my sweat kink. it really added a nice touch and helped me finish this off in a way that felt more satisfying. I really hated what i had before.

word count: idek? like 1k?? give or take??

songs mentioned:

sex on fire - kings of leon

UH - fujiya and miyagi

You think you're falling in love with John when he shows up at your door at noon on a Saturday.

His pretty eyes meet yours and he grins at you,

"Pack a bag," he tells you.

It's random and you've grown close enough to stop questioning him. Whatever he has planned, he knows you need it just like he knows you well enough to step in at the right moment to keep you from spiraling.

"How much stuff should I pack?" You ask as you begin tossing your basic necessities in you backpack.

"Three days worth? Remember the old department store that closed down? Price Rite?"

John's fighting an eager smile.

"Yeah?" You say slowly.

"There's one left but it's like... Eight hours from here so if we go now, we can get there before they close and maybe have dinner on the way there. Hurry up,

John's voice is soft yet eager, "I'm gonna make sure my GPS is set up right. I'll be outside."

You pack a throw a few outfits and pajamas then take a quick shower.

It doesn't take you long to get ready and when you get into the passenger seat of John's car, he turns to smile at you, "Okay, you good? Got everything?" he asks.

You nod, "Yeah. I think so. I grabbed an extra phone charger for just in case."

"Perfect. Now let's get going," he says as he pulls off.

"I see you decided to wear a dress... Good girl, baby."

You feel your cheeks heat up and he reaches across to grab your hand and bring it to his lips for a kiss.

"You know at some point during this trip, I'm gonna have my hand in your panties."

"Oh, I know it."

The first hour is filled with music and snacks.

As John drives, you feed him sour patch kids, he dedicates songs to you, and you both play I spy.

It's these moments that you love. He isn't Johnny in NCT who travels the world and is sometimes gone for months at a time, he's John and he's as familiar as the feeling you get when your head touches your pillow at night.

In the second hour, you read fanfictions to John and you both laugh. After coming across a particulatly wild Doyoung story, you both decide to send it to him.

"That one was good... kinda made me a jerk though," John chuckles.

"You said it was a good idea to send the group chat a story about Doie getting a train ran on him by every single one of you guys, baby, you are a jerk," You shoot back.

John laughs and you definitely may be falling in love with him.

In the third hour, you both debate on whether or not road head is safe and ultimately decide against it.

Just into the fourth hour, John's hand eases from your thigh to inside your panties.

He strokes you while Sex on Fire blares from the car speakers and there's just something about the wind pouring into the car and the smell of the trees lining this stretch of highway that make this orgasm in particular the best orgasm John's ever given you.

When he pulls his hand from your panties and brings his fingers to his mouth to taste your release, you think that maybe you two could be like this forever. Raunchy and playful. Gentle and vulnerable. Safe, stupid, and comfortable; knowing that things will only ever get better for the both of you.

In the fifth hour, you stop for dinner at a roadside diner with a jukebox and John plays James Ingram's One Hundred Ways. You chat with a retired truck driver who tells John that he should marry you as soon as he can.

John promises him that he will.

In the sixth hour, Yuta calls to check in on you both and to tell you that Doyoung is spiraling from that story you sent and that Hyuck has been reading that story along with many other stories at full volume in all of the dorms.

In the seventh hour, John can't take it anymore and he pulls into a truck stop and parks way in the back, "Come on, beautiful," he hums as he clumsily shimmies his long frame into the backseat.

UH plays as you ride him frantically and you both know that this could go so badly if someone were to see the car visibly shaking but you're both too caught up in the hunger of this moment to care.

"Daddy!" You whimper.

"Ride daddy's cock like a good girl... that's it," he sighs.

Your thighs burn but you can't stop. John presses hot kisses against your neck and chest, "Need you to cum, baby... cum on my cock," he whines and you know he's so close to letting go.

You take his face in your hands and lick the sweat from his upper lip.

"God, you're so fuckin' hot... Ah! Shit..." he says through clenched teeth.

"Cum, daddy... please cum," You plead.

"Cum with me," he whispers. He licks your neck and slowly drags his tongue up, up, up past your jaw, past your cheek to the sweat on your own upper lip.

You moan and lap at his tongue. To taste him like this makes your body float.

His hips stutter and he cums inside you with deep sigh, "Don't stop yet... get yourself off, baby," he winces. You know he's sensitive and he's too greedy to stop you.

You both share a greedy kiss as you tremble and bounce on him, "Daddy... I'm... I'm close."

John brings a hand down to thumb your clit and you squeeze your eyes shut as you release.

Somehow, he cums again and this time he's throwing his head back and bucking wildly against you. You lean against him and gather yourself.

The words tumble out of his mouth with that same warmth and clumsiness he had when he first asked you to be his girlfriend,

"I love you."

You kiss him, "I love you too, John," You whisper.

You stay this way for a little longer and when you finally get back on the road, John drives with your hand in his.

In the eighth hour, you arrive at Price Rite. It's a nostalgic gift for the both of you and as you walk aisles together, you smile at the familiarity.

"All of their stores really do look the same," John says incredulously.

"At least we don't have to ask where anything is," You say as you look towards the lingerie section.

"Looks like you want a Price Rite Signature exclusive," he says with a chuckle as he leads you into the department.

You both look around until John finds a dusty pink set, "I think this is the one, Y/n," he says.

"Oh wow, that's so pretty," You say with a gasp.

"Come on, let's go get a hotel for the night. It's late," he says as he ushers you out to check out.

"You look like the boy in the group my son likes," the cashier says. You look down at her name tag, her name is Sandra.

"I get that a lot," John laughs, "That's the guy from.. NCT? Yeah, I hear that quite a lot. I met him once. He's even bigger in person."

"Yeah? My son has a thing for tall guys... oh he's gonna love this. You two enjoy your night," she says as she hands John the receipt.

You both bid her a good evening and leave.

"You're so annoying," You laugh as your hand finds his.

John drives along the boulevard until he spots a hotel, "This one looks good. How are you feelin' about stopping here for the night, ladybug?"

"Yeah," You say softly. You feel your body tiring out.

He parks the car and you get out, "I'll get your stuff. You look half dead."

You give him a tired smile and wait as he gets your things from the trunk.

In the hotel lobby, John does all of the talking to get a room.

"Newly weds?" the receptionist asks.

"Yes, ma'am," John says with a nod.

It's when he turns to smile at you that you know for sure that you are in love with him.

[panjakes]

Can I get this fluff where Namjoon and the reader are parents(they have like three kids) and Namjoon takes them to Disney world and the kids are really excited so they’re going wild and it stresses Namjoon out😭😭Thank you🫶🏼

“Daddy I hungry!”

“Daddy I have to use the bathroom!”

Namjoon sighs shaking his head. He was currently at Disney world with his family but his wife was no where to be found

“Daddy’s where’s mommy?”

“I don’t know baby” he says pulling out his phone to call her but immediately stops when his son in the stroller started crying

“Daddy Coby’s crying”

Namjoon sighs looking down at his daughter who looked up at him with her big brown eyes

“Thank you Akilah, try and calm him down please” he says dialing his wife’s phone. He looks around and noticed that he’s missing a child.

“Nailah?? Nailah?! Akilah where’s your sister?!” He asks

“I don’t know” she says playing with her brothers feet

“Hello?!”

“Yn?! Where the hell are you?!” He asks into the phone looking around for his other child

“I’m at the food stand. I’m hungry” she says making Namjoon sigh

“What food stand there are like forty different ones” Namjoon asks finally spotting Nailah walking over to her

“Uhh it’s blue and white” Yn says making Namjoon look around

“Stay there! Don’t move!” He says before hanging up. He quickly picks up Nailah who was poking at some things

“Hey!” She says

“Nailah what did mommy and daddy tell you about wondering off?” He asks walking back over to the stroller

“Uhh don’t do it because it’s dangerous?” She says

“Exactly! Don’t do it again!” He says putting her down next to the stroller

“Daddy I have to use the bathroom” Akilah says making Namjoon groan

“Kilah baby can you hold it?” He asks

“I don’t think so! I think I’ll pee of myself” she says hopping up and down.

“Okay come on” Namjoon says grabbing her hand and pushing the stroller. The walk up to the bathroom and Namjoon looks at the two small girls

“Nailah take your sister to the bathroom” Namjoon says

“Okay! Come on Kilah” she says taking her sisters hand and going into the bathroom.

Namjoon sighs sitting down on the bench outside pulling the stroller closer to him. He looks down at his son who was now calm and bitting on his fingers

“Who knew a trip to freaking Disney world would be so damn stressful” he mumbles

He shakes his head but quickly stops when he noticed his wife walking pass the bathroom

“Yn!” He shouts gaining her attention. She turns around looking at me before walking over

“Hey babe” she says

“Hey babe? Hey babe?!?! Yn where the hell were you?!” He asks

“I told you at the food stand” she says bitting into the Micky mouse waffle sandwich she was eating

“And how much was that?!” He asks

“I think about 15 dollars” she says shrugging

“You have got to be kidding me? Yn really?” He says

“What? I got you one too” she says handing him a bag

He stares at her before snatching the bag and pulling out the sandwhich

“Where are the girls?” Yn asks looking around

“The bathroom” Namjoon says bitting into the sandwich

Yn takes a piece of waffle from her sandwich and feed it to her son

“Was he good?” Yn asks

“He got fussy for a little bit but stoped when Akilah started playing with him” Namjoon admits

“Mommy!! Nilah almost fell into the toilet!” Akilah says giggling

“How nilah. How?!” Yn asks

“I’m too small for the toilet” Nilah says with a pout

“Now that we’re all here can we all STAY together?” Namjoon asks

“Of course! Come on let’s go ride some rides!” Yn says smiling causing the girls to cheer

The three of them join hands and run off causing Namjoon to sigh

“Didn’t I just say stick together?” Namjoon says quickly following behind his three girls

“Daddy can me and coby get on a ride together” Nilah asks

“No bubble bee Coby isn’t big enough” Namjoon says

“He can sit in my lap!” She says smiling

“Next time bubble bee, I promise” Namjoon says smiling

“Daddy I’m still hungry” Akilah says

“Okay what do you want to eat?” Namjoon asks

“A elephant ear!”Akilah says

“I want one too!”Nilah says excitedly

“No you don’t! You want it cause I do” Akilah says now annoyed

“So what??” Nilah says rolling her eyes

“Bubble bee be nice to your sister”Yn says

“I’m bubble bee she’s honey bee!” Nilah points out

“Babe just leave the nicknames too Me”Namjoon says

“Oh okay, you got it daddy” she says rolling her eyes

“Does Coby have a name?” Akilah asks

“He has Coby” Yn says

“Yeah but like that’s really close to his name” Nilah says

“Well let me think of one and he’ll have one by tonight” Namjoon says making the girl nod

“Can we get on the elephant mommy?” Akilah asks making Yn laugh

“His name is Dumbo and yeah come on!” Yn says running off with the two small girls

Namjoon sighs pushing the stroller as fast as he could

It was now nighttime and the family of five were about to watch the fireworks.

“Come on honeybee!! Wake up!” Namjoon says shaking Nilah who was slumped over in his arms. Yn held Akliah’s hand and Coby in her arms

“Leave her be” Yn says smiling

“But she’ll miss it!” Namjoon says pouting

“That’s her own fault” Akilah says licking at her ice cream while Colby looked around at all the bright lights around him

“Babe! Let’s take a picture!” Yn says reaching into the diaper bag pulling out the green Polaroid camera.

“Come on honey bee wake up! Just for the picture” Namjoon says

“No daddy I’m tired” she says rubbing at her eyes

“Take the picture and then you can sleep” Namjoon says

“Okay” she mumbles

A nearby women seen Namjoon struggling to take the picture

“I’ll take it for you!” She says

“Thank you so much” Namjoon says handing over the camera

“Smile honeybee!” Namjoon says kissing her cheek causing her to give a sleepy smile

“Aw you guys are so cute!” She says handing over the camera and picture

“Thank you” Yn says

They all look at the picture with smiles

“Look Coby! Look at your big ole head!” Yn says causing the baby boy to giggle

“Not cool. Stop talking about my son” Namjoon says making Yn laugh

“Daddy look! The fire works are going to start!” Akilah says pointing to the sky

The loud boom of the fireworks scares Nilah from her peaceful slumber.

She glares at Namjoon before pointing at the fireworks

“Make them stop daddy” she says making you giggle

“That’s out of his control Nilah stop being a baby and watch the fireworks” Akilah says rolling her eyes

“Bumblebee be nice to your sister” Namjoon says sternly

Akilah ignores them and continues to watch the fireworks with her mom and baby brother. When the fireworks were over the small family walked back to their room.

Namjoon being the person he is, booked a conjoined suite allowing the girls to have their own space and him and Yn with coby in the other space.

“Today was fun” Yn says patting coby on the back

“It was stressful but fun” Namjoon says sighing

“Stressful how?” Yn asks getting into the bed laying coby on her chest

“Uh you left me with the kids and I couldn’t find you. Our daughter kept walking off. Coby wouldn’t stop crying and you spent at least 200$ on food.” He says sighing making Yn laugh as she places coby on the bed between them

“I’m sorry baby I won’t do it tomorrow” she says reminding him that they had an entire week left of this

He sighs again sinking into the bed getting face to face with coby

“How about we sit tomorrow out son” he says making the tiny boy giggle

He looks over at Yn watching as she wraps her long braids up putting them into her bonnet. Before he could compliment her on how good she looked the screams of his daughters made his mind go into daddy mode

“Daddy!!!” Nilah screams as she and Akilah run into the room screaming

“Nilah? Kilah? What’s wrong?!” Yn asks also I’m patent mode

The two girls ignore their mother jumping onto Namjoon making him groan.

“Daddy kill it!” Nilah shouts

“Daddy it’s a spider! It’s big! Kill it please!”

Namjoon groans picking up both girls carrying them into the other room.

“Where was he?” Namjoon asks

“IT, was over there by the Tv” Nilah says as Namjoon puts her and her sister on the bed

Namjoon walks over to the tv stand seeing the itty bitty tiny spider. Sighing he steps on it and cleans it up with a napkin.

“He’s gone. Now it’s lights off” he says

“Daddy we can’t find our bonnets” Akilah says making Namjoon sigh

“Did you leave them at home?!” He asks hoping they didn’t because he knew his wife spent a long time on their hair and would be upset if they messed up their hair

“No we put them in a bag” Nilah says

“In a bag? What bag?” He asks making them shrug and making him groan

“Okay stay right here and be quiet mommy’s putting coby to bed” Namjoon says walking out the room Spotting Yn on the bed feeding coby,

“Can you give the girls their bonnets? They’re on the dresser over there” she says making Namjoon silently cheer plucking the bonnets from the piece of furniture

He rushes into the other room wrapping up the girls hair like Yn taught him.

“Alright girls. Lights out.” Namjoon says turning off the big light and turning on the small Micky mouse night light

“Daddy, can I have Micky mouse pancakes?” Nilah asks

“You can have whatever you want honey bee” he says placing a kiss on her forehead

“Can I have princess tiana waffles?!” Akilah asks excitedly making Namjoon laugh

“Of course you can, goodnight. I love you” Namjoon says before kissing her forehead

“Goodnight daddy! Love you too!” The says before turning over in opposite directions to fall asleep

Namjoon walks out the room closing it leaving it cracked.

He sighs getting into the bed looking over at his wife and son. Coby was asleep as Yn rocked him slowly.

“I’m not doing this again tomorrow” Namjoon says throwing the blanket over his head

“Sure, see you in the morning my love” Yn says leaning down to kiss his lips

“I’m serious Yn. Do not wake me up” he mumbles

She is so going to wake him up.

[kairoot]

⟢ — ms. independent. | 성화.

⟢ pairing : ceo!seonghwa x black!fem!reader ➖ genre : fluff mostly, stangers to lovers ➖ requested : yes! @nqvgue ➖ warnings : sexist comments, just one person trying to put down another, lowercase use

“c’mon, hwa. you can’t just stare at her all night.” wooyoung bumped seonghwa lightly on the shoulder. seonghwa didn’t respond to his assistant but took a sip from his red solo cup instead.

hwa had been eyeing y/n since he first saw her. he not only found her attractive, but also loved how devoted she was. to her work, to helping people around her and keeping herself up on two feet. he liked watching her in her element — the confident beauty she radiated.

they’d met only a couple of times before, being in meetings with the board of their companies. they made small talk but never a full conversation. seonghwa was always too nervous to speak to her and never really knew what to say.

“damn man, you are down bad.” yunho walked passed him, smacking his back while laughing. wooyoung agreed, shrugging his shoulders.

seonghwa shook his head at his friends’ comments. he knew he was being a bit of a wuss, but he couldn’t help it. things were always strictly business with y/n and he never wanted to make it awkward with a ‘hey, let’s go on a date’ type of vibe.

but tonight was different. tonight he couldn’t keep his mind from wandering off at the thought of her, even with the loud music in the building they were in. especially not with her looking as good as she did.

she wore a velvety black dress, a slit slightly rising up her thigh. her hair was thrown up into a wavy updo, two strands cascading down the sides of her face.

seonghwa was fascinated by her to say the least.

eventually he tore his eyes away from her, knowing he probably seemed like a creep.

he took another sip of his drink, before placing it in a reserved spot and making his way toward y/n.

“guess he’s going in for the kill.” wooyoung mumbled to the woman he was talking to, watching his boss strut off.

seonghwa didn’t want to startle her by just walking up like any desperate man would, so he tried to be as subtle as he could.

he walked to the snack bar first, grabbing small amounts of food for himself before going to stand near y/n.

she was laughing and conversing with a few of her coworkers, probably about some odd customers they received.

he waited until she was finished and stood a few inches away from her. she took a sip of whatever was in her glass and sat listening to the music.

“at least the decor is better than the food.” seonghwa said, looking up at the ornaments on the ceiling.

to his surprise, y/n had giggled at his comment, “really? i’ve been drinking the whole time so i‘m not sure what any of that tastes like..”

he let out a small laugh, nodding, “yeah. it’s not all that appetizing.”

“guess i’ll be getting take out for the night.” she shook her head, smiling.

seonghwa had looked over at her, falling in love with her smile. for some reason, the sight warmed his heart. her grin was brighter than any light lit in that room.

“i think we’ve met before, er, what’s your name again?” y/n said, finally turning to look at the male for the first time.

“seonghwa.”

“seonghwa,” she repeated to herself as if she just had to remember that name.

“i’m-“

“ms. l/n, uh, i’ve been meaning to get your feedback on our ideas for the new home design you have coming up?”

y/n had been interrupted with business talk once again, taking her focus off of the lost man next to her. even though seonghwa already knew her name, he stood there patiently, waiting for her to finish her talk so they could continue theirs.

“san! yes, i sent an email to your team. i wanted to meet by monday morning, if that’s okay with you?” she sent a smile to the male that was now in front of her.

san agreed to y/n’s idea as they continued their conversation. it had became awkward for seonghwa. awkward for him to just stand there and look like a lost puppy waiting on its owner.

more people eventually came up to y/n and before he knew it, there were 4 more people in front of her. he was about to give up and walk away before he heard one of the workers’ comments.

“y/n, do you even own your company?” he had snorted. seonghwa had turned back to see who it was and he wasn’t very surprised to see a slimmer male dressed in a light gray suit. it was minseok, one of the managers of a nearby company.

“excuse me?” y/n’s eyebrows furrowed. this wasn’t the first time someone was ‘skeptical’ of y/n’s work ethic and her independent mindset but this was certainly the first time someone said it to her face.

“i mean, i guess i’m just a little confused. wouldn’t you need a man to do all that for you? you know, make the money, get all the things you need to start your own company.” minseok’s smug smirk made y/n want to smack it right off of his face but she kept it professional instead.

“maybe that’s what you think. but everything i have, i made on my own, sir. i don’t know about the rest of you, but i worked hard to get where i am.” every word y/n said she meant. she’d gotten different degrees in college and always had a workaholic mindset.

“you worked hard? or those men you had in your office worked hard?”

everyone around y/n and people within reach of the conversation heard. they all gasped and mumbled, turning to y/n wondering what she would say next.

but before she could say anything, seonghwa stood in front of her, blocking her from minseok’s view. he shoved the shorter male’s shoulder, his face had turned colder than earlier. when he’d looked as if he wouldn’t hurt a fly.

“back off, yoon. you’re not even a director yet, you have no room to talk.” seonghwa’s voice was an octave lower now, his jaw clenching. he followed after y/n who was already storming off toward the exit door.

“where you going? giving your lady friend more money for her pretend organization?” minseok called after him.

he continued his steps after y/n, calling back to minseok, “i’m going to have a discussion about ceo work. something your position and paycheck don’t know a thing about.”

everyone murmured and some laughed at hwa’s comment, which left minseok’s jaw dropped.

after some walking, he found y/n outside of the building, leaning against a light pole.

“what are you doing all the way out here? it’s way too cold.” he stood next to her, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

she shrugged, chuckling bitterly, “i work hard and i still can’t make people happy.”

seonghwa listened to anything else she had to say but those were the only words she let out. he felt bad for her, knowing that she took her work seriously but everyone still saw her as a joke.

“y/n,” he started. “can i call you that?”

she turned to him slightly, gaze still on the ground. the girl nodded, patiently waiting for seonghwa’s next words.

“what you do with your life, your career, it’s not for other people. did you go to college for some random real estate manager? did you study late in the night just to please people?”

seonghwa’s tone was soft but stern. he didn’t want y/n to beat herself up over some vulgar comment. she was way too good for that and even he knew it.

she shook her head, listening to him closely. he was right. y/n always did what she wanted to do when it came to choosing her career and going to school. everyone had always told her that it’d be hard to get to where she was but she never listened to them. now look at her.

“y/n, you’re one of the strongest women i’ve seen,” hwa chuckled. “and i don’t even know you that well yet..”

“you’re just saying that.” she shook her head smiling.

“no, i’m serious! anyone who can’t see how hard you work and how you manage to keep yourself on both feet is just as dumb as minseok.”

his comments made her all giddy inside. y/n had always gotten compliments about her work ethic, so why was it making her all flustered now?

seonghwa was facing her completely now, hoping she’d do the same. and she did, turning her body to face him, her gaze everywhere else but his eyes.

“thank you.” was all she could manage to say as she attempted to hide her growing smile. it wouldn’t show visibly but her cheeks were as warm as the sun.

seonghwa shrugged in a ‘no problem’ manner, smiling back down at her.

“do you you have your phone?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

hwa patted his pockets, making sure it was there before giving her a confused nod.

she held her hand out for him to give it to her after unlocking it. she typed in her number, saving herself as ‘Ms. L/n 💆🏽‍♀️’.

“for business purposes.” she emphasized the ‘business’ part, letting seonghwa know she was only making fun.

he texted her a quick ‘hi :)’ so she could save his contact.

after grabbing her small bag from the stand by the light pole, she readied herself for home.

she began to step off the pavement sidewalk but turning before she could actually leave.

y/n walked back toward seonghwa, a hand coming to rest on his firm arm. she stood on her toes, planting a warm, long kiss to his cheek. he was surprised at her action but attempted to keep his cool.

his eyes seemed to sparkle afterward, making him look as if he was in a trance.

“thank you again, hwa.” she smiled sweetly, her tone matching her face; soft and warm.

and with that, she turned on her heel, making her way to her vehicle.

⟢ milan’s notes: i wanna make a pt2 just not sure when it’ll be

taglist: @haechansbbg @contyynishimura @sasfransisco @kgneptun (message or comment to be added)

[unique-high]

The Sun Only Burns For Us | Ambw New Adult novel on Wattpad by me Unique_High

Tall girl x Short Boy. Sports theme (sort of) Strangers to friends to lovers.

I haven't wrote the first official chapter yet but it's coming!!

As his gaze met mine, time seemed to stretch. The bustling world around us quieted, as if hushed in reverence. A soft breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the scent of blooming flowers. The sparkle in Sam's eyes spoke volumes, even before his lips curved into a smile. In that moment, all my previous disdain for him melted away, replaced by a newfound affection that filled my heart.

I questioned whether this feeling was love.

Inspired by the K-Drama Weightlifting fairy, Kim Bok-Joo.

[peculiarscriptures51]

~The one where she’s Sweeter Than Sweet (KNJ)~

Namjoon feels his shoulders sink as he unlocked his apartment door, exhaling a long sigh as he entered. He throws off his cap, ruffling his hair. It's damp from sweat. He locks his door behind him, rolling his neck and shoulders. It had been a long day.

He feels a buzz in his pocket, reaching in and grabbing his phone. He swipes to answer the call, "Hello?"

  "Hey, Joonie," he heard his girlfriend greet. Wherever she was, the reception wasn't too good. Sounded like she was on the move.

  "Hey, babe," he can't help the small smile growing on his face. "What're you up to?"

  "I was just about to ask you the same thing. Are you busy?" She wondered, he heard a hopeful tone in her voice, despite the commotion in the background muffling her words a bit.

  "Nah, I just got home. I'm about to shower, why?" He wondered. He steps out of his shoes and sheds his shoulder bag, slipping into his house slippers and shuffling into his room. He drops his bag onto his desk chair.

"Oh, okay, so you're done with classes for the week?" She asked, and he hummed in agreement. "Good... you think I can come over when my class is over? I know you're probably tired...." She trails off, he chuckles huskily at her adorable habit to ramble. She stopped herself this time, but she tends to run her mouth when she gets shy.

  "Sure, I miss you." They hadn't seen each other in two weeks, with the exception of video calls. They both had some busy weeks between classes and for Alex, work too. He could tell she was blushing, she'd gone quite for a moment.

  "Okay, Joonie. I should be over in like 90 minutes." She explained.

  "Okay, see you then." He granted and she hung up, he pulls his clothes off, heading into the shower to wash off his day.

Sure enough, 90 minutes later, she was knocking on his door. Namjoon eagerly got up to answer it, smiling when he saw her. She beams, and they wrap their arms around one another. He lifts her off her feet, turning into his apartment and squeezing her. She giggles.

  Namjoon set her on her feet, shutting the door behind them. "How was your day?"

  "Long," she muttered with a sigh. "You?"

  "Same," he saw her overnight bag shouldered, smiling. She pokes his dimples, cooing about how much she missed them. "Have you showered yet?"

  She shakes her head, pulling a hair tie from her wrist and pulling her long, thin twists up into a bun on her head, "Do you mind...?" He shakes his head.

"I'll be in bed," he assured, watching her shuffle away into his bathroom with a smile. Namjoon moves back to bed, gently turning his small plum tree on his window sill so that it would get sunlight on both sides. He grabs hold of a novel from his shelf, sitting back on his bed as he resumes the story. The shower stopped soon, he could hear his girlfriend shuffling around in there. The door opened, though she only poked her head out.

  "Joonie?" She called, and he looked at her from where he sat, "Can I wear one of your shirts?" She asked shyly, even from down the hall he can tell she's blushing. He gets up and pulls out one of the first t-shirts from his drawer, handing it to her. He wondered what she was so shy for, they'd seen each other naked countless times. He recalled asking her once, and she rambled on about still having privacy to herself. He shrugged at the thought.

  A minute later, she stepped out, dropping her bag into his room and shutting the door behind her. She yawns and stretches, he watches his shirt hike up her lush thighs, revealing the pretty cherry red thong she had on. Namjoon bites his cheek at the sight, pretending to get back into his book as she joined him in bed.

  He expected her to lie with him, though she lies on her stomach facing the foot of the bed, where her TV stood. Her dorm had a size limit for personal TVs, and so she kept it at his place. She switches it to one of her shows, keeping the volume low for his sake.

  Namjoon bites his cheek harder as he looks at her. She'd pulled the front section of her hair up, it all spilled down her back. She's propped up on her elbows, feet gently kicking as she watches her show. His eyes trail to her backside, though she shifted, reaching for her bag and pulling it toward herself.  "They we're giving treat bags, today. You want some?" She asked, turning and showing him the little bag of candy she had in hand.

  Namjoon chuckles, she's adorable. He nods, and she rummages around for a moment before pulling out a lemon lollipop for him. He smiles at her, sticking it in his mouth with the wrapper carelessly discarded in the general direction of his waste bin.

  She returns to her show, chewing the fruity candies she had. Namjoon's gaze lands back on her backside, his shirt barely covering it. He stares at the underside of her pillowy soft booty, perfectly round and plump. It was hard to make out, but he could see the colorful fabric of her panties peeking back at him. Alex crossed her legs at the ankle, dropping her feet back onto the bed.

  She had a pillow tucked beneath her waist, it made her butt poke out that much more. The underside of her smooth thighs blend seamlessly into it. Her skin glistened with that sweet rose oil she tends to use. He heard her giggle at her show, watching her booty jiggle as a result.

  His lollipop was all gone, he settled with fiddling with the plastic stick it was stuck on. His tongue swirls around the thin stem, still tasting the remnants of the lemony sweet treat as he stares intently at her butt. If only he had given her a smaller t-shirt, the hem was compromising his full view of her bubble butt. What he would give to squeeze each globe of her flesh in each hand.

  He feels heat building in his stomach, and that familiar ache in his groin. Namjoon props up his knee, glad he had on grey sweats to easily cover up his raging boner. She giggles again, the supple flesh of her delectable behind rippling yet again.

  He peeks at their reflection in his wall mirror, holding his breath at the sight of her cleavage, practically spilling out of his shirt. It was ill fitting on her, most of his clothes were, considering their much larger size. Her soft, large breasts are squished together, begging to be squeezed and played with. She had no bra on, he could see glimpses of her brown nipples. He jokingly called them Hershey's kisses. They're fun to suck on, especially considering how sensitive she is.

  He watched one side slip down her shoulder, and as if to add to his torture, she hadn't bothered pulling it back up when she noticed. Alex rummages through her sweets again, unwrapping a bright red lollipop.

  Namjoon presses his back to his headboard, keeping his book in his lap. Little could be done to alleviate the deep throb he felt. He clenched his jaw, staring at the reflection of her plump lips as they wrap around the bright red ball of sugar. They release it with a soft, wet pop. Alex hums in satisfaction, dipping the candy back into her mouth. He shuts his eyes at the sound of the gentle slurps. She was trying not to be crude as she enjoyed her candy, not that he minded.

"Joonie?" Alex called, she turns her face back to him, pulling the candy from her juicy, glistening lips. "Did you hear me?"

  Namjoon shakes his head, fumbling for an excuse. "Sorry, babe, I was reading this." He gestured to his book, his girlfriend hums in understanding. Damn that innocent look on her face. She knows what she's doing. He saw the hint of lust on her gaze, she slips her candy back into her mouth, slowly slipping it from the confines of her juicy, plump lips, releasing it with another wet pop. Namjoon shifts a bit.

  "You haven't turned a page in like ten minutes, Joonbug." She stated softly. Oh she knows exactly what she's doing, alright. She giggles softly at his expression, reaching in and pulling out another lemon lollipop. She hands it to him, he takes it and places it in his mouth, discarding the stick from the old one.

  He tries returning to his book, but she kept shifting as she watched her show, he watched her tuck her arm beneath her torso. Namjoon quirks a brow, sucking in the lemony flavor as he stares at the tips of her pretty fingers, gently they massage the soft bundle of nerves that are clad in her colorful lace panties. He watched her back dip inward, staring at her face in their reflection again. Her eyes were shut blissfully, the stick from her candy dangling between her lips. He flexes his jaw.

A soft, breathy sigh slips from her glistening lips, her fingers slowly rubbing herself in gentle, tight circles. He watched them move, hearing her breath hitch as she applied more pressure. Her lids flutter with pleasure, fingers collecting moisture.

  Namjoon marks his page, setting his book beside him on his nightstand. He unlocks the bottom drawer and pulls out a condom, bringing it to his teeth. By now the candy had dissolved completely in his mouth, leaving the plastic stick to dangle between his teeth. Alex shudders gently, he watched her ass jiggle as she did. He tears the condom open, pulling himself from his grey sweats and rolling it on. It's vibrant blue color seemed a bit off putting to him, but he wasn't one to waste.

  Namjoon sits up, straddling her thighs. She pulls her hand away, lip tugged between her teeth in anticipation. He slides his shirt up her back, marveling at the beautiful sight of her backside. He takes a handful of each heap, squeezing the supple flesh in his hands. Alex whimpers, shifting impatiently, her ass moving with her. Namjoon takes hold of the cherry red thong, sliding it down her juicy thighs until it was at her knees. The light slurping of her lips around the red candy makes his hair stand on end. 

She meets his eyes in their reflection, feigning innocence with that sinful, sultry gaze. Namjoon bites his cheek. "Make that one last." He orders, staring at her intensely in the mirror. He starts admiring the dimples in her back, wrapping his hands around her hips, pressing his thumbs into her back dimples. 

  Her breath hitches softly as he slowly slips in, though the two of them kept shifting in discomfort. Alex arches her back some more, and he turns and stuffs one of his pillows beneath her hips. Her eyes shut softly as he fully submerged himself at last, breath falling heavily. Her thighs part more for him, lifting her ass toward him a bit higher. Namjoon smirks, his large hand gripping the supple flesh, watching it jiggle. 

  Her body jolts at the first thrust. It had been a while, surely she'd need some getting used to. He keeps his gaze on her pretty, dewy face. Her juicy plump lips wrap around that damned lollipop, staining her tongue bright red. It wasn't long before her soft moans began to build, he brings her hips back to meet his thrusts, increasing the power of them gradually. Namjoon bites back a curse, she was gripping him hard, not to mention the sweltering heat of her velvety soft walls. He groans, reaching and gripping a handful of her long twists. 

Alex's eyes roll back, and she goes quiet as she holds her breath. Namjoon smirks, pounding her with more force as her body starts to tremble around him. Soft whimpers slip from her, and her mouth gapes open. She seems to have forgotten about her candy. 

  "Finish it," He ordered in a gruff tone, which seemed to help her come back to her senses. She props herself up on her elbows, succumbing to the loud, hard thrusts he made into her. They both stare at their crude reflection, watching her attributes quake with every movement. Namjoon stared at her perky breasts as they move, just her cleavage having slipped out from the collar of his shirt that was much too big for her. 

  "Joonie..." She whimpered his name, gripping the sheets beneath her. She suddenly remembered her half-finished lollipop, placing it between her lips and holding it there. She yelps as his large hand lands harshly on her ass, leaving a bright red print on it. His hands wrap back around her waist, her eyes start to cross and roll back again. She moans loudly, gasping softly as her orgasm surges through her in intense waves. 

  Namjoon takes his opportunity to slow down his pace, but not the intensity, leaning over her lean body and tucking his hand beneath her. She flinches beneath his weight as he grinds her ruthlessly. Her jaw falls agape as he massages her wet clit with his fingers in small circles. She whines, and he can feel moisture dripping between them as she squirms. Namjoon smirks at her, studying her beautiful face as she succumbs to the pleasure. 

  She reaches blindly behind her, plucking the plastic stick from her lips and tossing it carelessly at the floor. She grips his shirt in a tight fist, pulling him down and turning her head. Her soft lips land sloppily on his. They both groan as they both get lost in the delectable sensation. The taste of the flavor of cherry and lemon on each other's lips was addictive, Alex tries to lean up more to kiss him harder. He feels her walls clench him hard. He groans, hips starting to spasm. She smiles against his lips, refusing to let his shirt go as he succumbs to the pleasure. He groans into her mouth, waiting for his body to relax before pulling away. 

  He gently moves her hair from her face, climbing off his bed and heading over to the bathroom down the hall. In the meantime, Alex pulls herself up and steps out of her panties completely. Namjoon returns, grabbing another condom from his drawer. Clearly Alex wasn't through with him yet. She stares at him expectedly, watching him sit down at the edge of the bed. She takes the condom from his hand and takes it upon herself to tear it open with her teeth. He bites his lips at the sight, watching as she rolled on the bright red material. He felt himself spring right back up as he stared at her face. 

  Alex seemed to contemplate something, her pretty, delicate hand gently - teasingly - stroking him. Namjoon winces, it felt like she was taking an eternity to decide. Her hands grip his shoulders, and her long legs straddle him. He lifts the long shirt she was wearing, slipping it up her thighs and gripping her waist. Alex bites her juicy lips as she sinks back onto him, breath hitching quietly. 

  Namjoon holds her back, using his thumb to pull her lips from her teeth. They were still bright red from the sugary candy, and slightly swollen. He leans close and kisses her deeply. 

  Alex moans, swiveling her hips. Namjoon's eyes roll back at the sensation, he sits back, using his arms to keep himself upright as he watches her. She sighs softly, her grip on his shoulders tight as she continuously rolls her hips. 

  Namjoon curses, throwing his head back as he endures. He squeezes his eyes shut, somehow feeling more hyper-sensitive than usual. Her hands glide down his torso, she seemed to want him to take his clothes off, too. 

Namjoon grips her butt, feeling her bounce on him hard. He cursed again, the squelching noises between them start to persist. Alex moans, gripping him hard. He hoped his neighbors wouldn't complain too much. 

  He sits up more, trying to restrain her harsh movements and hug her into his body. She was moving so passionately, large, perky breasts jumping with every move. Her erected nipples seemed to entice him more, begging to be played with. Though as his arms tried to encircle her, she pushed him back down, this time onto his back with force. He lays back astonished as she worked herself insistently on top of him. Her juicy thighs grip his waist hard. 

Her eyes roll back, mouth falling agape and revealing that beautiful, glistening red tongue. Alex pants hard, clenching around him just as much. Again, Namjoon winces, having to restrain himself. Though at this rate she'd finish him off for good. While her guard is down, he grips her body, rolling her onto her back. 

  Alex gasps in surprise, legs quivering and her body squirming with anticipation. She pouts at him expectantly, trying to keep her legs wrapped tightly around him so they don't part. He manages to pry them apart, though he underestimated her desperation, only managing to pin one of them beneath his knee before she was struggling again. He thrusts into her hard. Alex moans loudly, gripping his neck and lifting her free leg higher to give him further access. She throws her head back, moaning as the lewd, wet noises persist between them. He kisses her throat and collar, feeling her body quivering beneath him as her orgasm surges through her. He felt the hot moisture spreading, bewildered by the milky liquid pouring from within her walls.

Namjoon groans into her hair, her nails dig into his shirt as she whimpers pleadingly. Her leg locks around him hard as his orgasm courses through him. The both of them pant roughly. He rolls off of her, laying beside of her so they can relax and catch their breaths. 

Alex was first to catch her breath, she turns onto her side, fingers fumbling with his sheets. He turns his head to stare at her pretty, flushed face. She seemed shy suddenly. Namjoon chuckles, despite his exhaustion. She was so cute. "Sorry about your pants, Joonie." She muttered, seeming embarrassed. 

He lifts his head to see what she was talking about, only just now realizing the massive wet patch on the front of them. He should have pulled them off from the start. Though he didn't think his girlfriend was capable of creaming. He'd have a lot of fun with that in the future. The thought makes him smirk, and Alex watched him simply slide them off, tossing them into his waist bin. 

"I'll get you new ones." She insists. Namjoon shakes his head with a hum, rolling onto his side and wrapping his arms around her. He pulls her body into his, sighing. 

"Don't worry about it." He mumbles into her neck, his husky voice made her skin tingle.

[vitt-oria]

In a village hidden among lush forests, Song Rae-Won, a girl with a unique ability to perceive soul shifters, yearns for a life beyond her secluded home. 

Driven by curiosity and a thirst for adventure, she embarks on a journey into the unknown. Along her path, she encounters Nasksu, a skilled assassin, and their souls intertwine in an inexplicable manner. 

Rae-Won must now keep her newfound secret closely guarded-she is a soul shifter herself. Fate brings her to the esteemed Seoho Fortress, where she meets the enigmatic Jang Uk. Despite their initial differences, a connection forms between them. 

However, Rae-Won duty to conceal her true nature and Jang Uk's growing affections create a web of complexities. Matters intensify when Rae-Won's sister receives an order to marry Jang Uk. Rae-Won finds herself torn between her desire to protect her identity and the blossoming romance that threatens to expose her secret. As Rae-Won navigates this intricate world, she uncovers hidden truths and faces formidable challenges. 

Will she be able to maintain her disguise while navigating the treacherous world of soul shifters? Will she find a way to reconcile her feelings for Jang Uk with her need to protect her secret? The answers lie in the intricate tapestry of their intertwined destinies.