#ateez yeosang smut

[lani-heart]

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genre(s) -> angst, fluff, smut, non-idol, hybrid au, poly au p aring(s) -> ( eventually ) ATEEZ x reader warning(s) -> abuse, mention of sex / pregnancies, etc. words -> 2.3K

abstract -> Never owe people favors it could one day cost you your life...

y/n’s perspective

“Taeyong, you can’t be serious,” I said as I was now in the office of the devil himself. And he's called to get his end in a favor. “You owe me,” he said and I scoffed. 

“You’re literally chasing in a favor from when I was in college,” I said and he only grinned. “You still owe me. Besides, it shouldn't be dangerous” and I scoffed at his reassurance. 

“It's just an interview. You’ll wear a wire, and all I need is evidence” he asked and I sighed. “Fine. But I won't risk my life for this, Taeyong” I said and he nodded. 

“I would never put you in a dangerous situation. This won’t hurt you”

“Do you have to do this? Or at least take one of us with you?” Yeosang asked and I shook my head. “I have to repay him. He helped me a lot in college… besides he's trying to do a good thing” I explained and they sighed. “You’ll be okay right?” Wooyoung asked as he hugged me tightly. 

“Of course, he explained that I'll be going in for an interview and he’ll be listening in case. He will only interfere once he's gotten information though, so I won't be in danger. This won't affect us” I assured them and they nodded. 

“Be careful, circus hybrids are some of the most deprived and abused hybrids” San warned and I nodded. Over the years people stopped performing with animals and advanced to hybrids because of their ability to be trained and have a human way of thinking

Even though many people thought it was better it's not too well known that it's abusive to them just repeating history. “Be careful” they said as I was now on the elevator waving bye to the boys. 

They've really grown. 

I’ve officially had San and Wooyoung for five months. Whilst Yeosang joined us two months ago. It's actually been seven months since I originally adopted Son. I couldn’t be happier to have them by my side. 

Now I had to pay my debt to the devil named Taeyong. He truly does hold grudges… 

I walked into the VIP line where I showed my journalist ticket. I would be able to take pictures, and even conduct an interview. As I walked in I noticed the hybrids on display. 

There were two specifically at the entrance. They had bold big letters ‘MATZ’. They were meant to sit there in a glass box… it didn’t even have enough room to walk one step. In a smaller print were their names. 

Seinghwa was the one smiling and bowing, whilst Hongjoong only stared. He would be too far down, he could probably be dangerous. The ones around me started flashing lights at them… it clearly bothered them. I made sure to ask Taeyong to give me a camera without a flash. I took a photo of the surroundings. Another reason why he had me do this job and not Mark was because I have a hybrid specialist license to see and even handle red-coded hybrids with supervision. 

I knew how to analyze their behaviors. So when I saw Hongjoong, he had the potential to be a black code hybrid. 

“Hello! Welcome, it's an honor to see such esteemed guests !! I hope you may enjoy the show !--” as he spoke I saw his ringmaster look. He had jesters and clown costumed people handle hybrids. A few were assigned to cuff and ensure ‘MATZ’ did not act out.

They were tigers and therefore dangerous. 

“-- Of course, if you need help please ask one of my staff. I look forward to the interviews I’m scheduled for” he said as he left. As the staff looked at our tickets I was led to the back. I was given a pre / post-interview. 

“Hello, I’m going to be conducting an interview?” I said as I now saw the ringleader with the two tigers. They had chains connecting to their collar which looked like ones that were for black code hybrids. 

“Ah yes, may I ask which firm it is under?” he asked and I nodded. “It would be under the N.E.O. Firm” I stated and he nodded. 

“I see. How is Moon Taeil?” he asked and I smiled. “He’s actually on vacation at the moment. Last I heard he was in China visiting a few friends. '' I answered and he chuckled. 

“I know, your firm isn’t too keen on me,” he said and I noticed the curious eyes of the tigers. “Well, the firm has hybrid rights associated. It has been for years now” I answered and he nodded with calculating eyes. 

“That it is. Though I can assure you, our hybrids are treated like family” he said and I smiled softly as I wrote down notes of the two hybrids behind him. They were clearly agitated by his words, almost like he was lying.

“Well then. What are your questions?” he asked politely. “How many hybrids currently do you have registered?” I asked and he nodded. “Around fifty dear,��� he said and I nodded. “And all are vaccinated with the current hybrid regulations, health up-to-date, VISA’s registered?” I asked and he answered yes. 

So he denied hybrid trafficking, and hybrid health neglect.

“May I ask you to talk about MATZ?'' I asked and he nodded. “These two were born into the circus. Their parents are a mix from our circus and a breeder which I know personally” he explained and I saw how Seonghwa kept on staring at my coat. His ears were twitching and I noticed Hongjoong’s glare at me….

“These two are such close friends we thought that a show would be most beneficial and fun for them,” he said while lifting his hands to pet their heads making them both clearly uncomfortable. Seonghwa stared wearily whilst Hongjoong looked like he could bite any minute.

“May I ask if I own hybrids?” He asked and I contemplated. “Decline anything in your personal life” I heard on the headpiece Taeyong gave me.

“No, I do not,” I said and he nodded. “Are you against the ownership?” He asked and I shook my head. “Not necessarily… it would take a lot of circumstances for me to adopt a hybrid,” I said and the ringmaster only nodded. 

“I can assure you every hybrid here is taken care of, and we’ll look after it, '' he said and I noticed Seonghwa's gaze. It wasn’t like Hongjoong’s glare; it was almost like he was pleading for help. 

“What’s the situation with heats?” I asked and he chuckled… “I don’t believe in heat suppressants. I let them go on with it with the other gender hybrid” he explained. 

Meaning it's how he has so many hybrids… he’s illegally breeding them. “Are you not worried about pregnancies?” I asked.

“No… some of our female hybrids are sterile so they can’t reproduce either way” he explained.

It wasn’t abuse per se to sterilize a hybrid… but it was being argued for hybrid rights.

“How long have you had this duo?” I asked curious. “Hmm, these two rascals? Well, they were born in 1998 and they’ve been with me since then.” He said and I nodded.

Would they speak out against their master? They would’ve seen everything… been through… everything.

“Sir?” I heard a clown asking for the attention of his boss. “Ah give me a moment my dear, why not have an exclusive interview with a MATZ performer. Hongjoong needs some touching up so Seonghwa treats her nicely '' be said and I knew the reason why they took the orange tiger away was because of his behavior.

“Be careful, an abuse hybrid can be triggered at any mention of abuse. Ask simple questions.” Taeyong said and before I could start I looked at him.

He stared at me with soft eyes and a smile... it shocked me how gentle his expression looked.

“I’m not fragile for you not to ask me,” he said and I felt my eyes widen. “The moment you walked in I heard that radio of yours… it kinda hurt at first” he confessed.

“I’m sorry,” I said but I couldn’t turn it off for my safety.

“It’s alright… you're not the first person to come here to infiltrate this place,” he said with his ears flattening on his head. He was losing hope for himself.

“How many hybrids are there?” I asked and he sighed. “I’ve lost count… it is over a hundred by now and more to come” he explained. “Oh, and he doesn’t register hybrids in case they die. It’s a miracle to even survive birth here… let alone survive being a baby here. We aren’t checked for until we’re cubs… after that, we’re never looked after again. The only thing he’ll ask to do is hygiene for his top performers” he explained.

“I’ve heard of your firm from the clowns… they hate you,” he said and I chuckled. “They said something about a girl writing about hybrid rights. Since then they’ve shut down several enterprises” he said and I smiled.

My reputation follows me.

“They might know who you are, be careful,” Taeyong said and Seonghwa only stared at me with twitching ears.

“You must have really good hearing to catch it,” I said and he smiled softly with his tail swishing behind him.

“Thanks… but it comes in handy with the staff,” he said and I sighed. 

“Do you have anything you want to tell me?” I asked and he swallowed down saliva showing how nervous he was.

“I’ll tell you everything if you manage to burn this place down,” he said and I sighed. “How about we make a promise?” I asked and he looked at me confused.

“I’ll shut this place down… but that’ll be the easy part. I’ll still need some more evidence after to concrete it” I asked and he nodded.

“Good luck”

The show was like any other hybrid show. 

You could see the fear in hybrid's eyes when they made a mistake and had to cover it. Clowns and performers have the upper hand. 

MATZ had the opening… they did dangerous stunts. There were a few times they stumbled but otherwise did the best they could. The crowd loved them… I saw the contrast of the two… fear and anger.

Once the show was over I did a closing statement with the ringmaster and some staff who showed me around.

“And our opening act. Did you enjoy it?” they asked and I smiled when I saw Seonghwa and Hongjoong in a tiny cage. It had enough room for the both of them but it must've made them feel trapped.

The staff were talking to other reporters when I noticed the heavy glare Hingjoong was giving me.

Seonghwa got his attention and looked to be scolding him only for him to scoff. He looked over at me and bowed in an apology in which I shook my head. 

“I hope you enjoyed the show” 

seonghwa’s pov

As the reporters left with the staff, Hongjoong glared at me. “Quit acting that way” I scolded and he scoffed

“She’s not the first person to come here asking for questions with a wire,” he said and I sighed.

“You heard what they said about that firm though—“ “She also said how she didn’t own any hybrids but owned three,” he said and I was confused. 

“She has hybrid scents reading out of her. You shouldn’t trust humans so easily… one day it’ll be you they’re disposing of” he said and I looked down.

“I… sorry. I didn’t mean for that to come out that way. I’m just sick of this Seonghwa but this is our life and it’ll never change” he said and I chose not to believe that. 

I had hoped that she’d complete her promise.

“Hongjoong…. Sometimes you just have to have faith that people are still good. We don’t know how it is outside… maybe it’s different” I said and he sighed.

“But is it any better?” He asked and before I could respond I heard yelling.

“Woah!? What are you doing?!” I heard as I saw the ringmaster following… policemen? 

“This place is being temporarily shut down for inspection and so are the hybrids in this vicinity. If we find anyone trying to smuggle or hide evidence you’ll be under arrest for tampering with a crime scene” he said and I also noticed people with white lab coats. 

“Start arresting staff members and performers. Contain all the hybrids as well” he ordered and the last thing I saw was Hongjoong defying them whilst I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

Everything could only get better… right?

Waking up in a white and cold room was not what I expected…

“White tiger hybrid seems to be malnourished, untreated second-degree burns, underweight, untreated cuts, and dehydrated. Seems to be approximately 25 years old and unclassified code due to tranquilizer” I heard… Was that a doctor?

I tried sitting up but my wrists were bound. 

“You’re awake? Are you going to comply?” he asked me and I noticed how close he was. He seemed to purposely try to annoy me… “Classified as yellow. He’s one of the tame ones” he said into the radio. Classifications? I knew very little of that… but yellow wasn’t bad?

“The orange tiger is awake, and is showing a lot of aggression” I heard on his radio… Hongjoong? “Tranquilize him,” the doctor said and I struggled against the constraints. “He’s your partner, right? They won’t hurt him, but he will hurt us… he’s in good hands'' he said and I scoffed. Like I’d trust humans now after… 

“What happened to the reporter?” I asked and he looked at me confused. “She promised to help me… what did she do?” I asked and he hummed. “She’ll be conducting interviews this following week. So be on your best behavior or you’ll end up in a higher code” he said as he left the room. 

She actually… helped us?

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daddy's little trooper

reader x dom!yeosang

smut | nsfw | mdni

gentle dom!yeosang, daddy kink, daddy!yeosang, he's just so sweet and supportive but also knows exactly what he wants from you and he's here to get it, also thick cock, kitchen sex, morning sex, nipple play, oral (f), dirty talk (pure filth), praising, pet names (good girl, baby girl), orgasm control, multiples orgasms (both plurals intended because yes it's necessary), overstim, unprotected sex, creampie, slight cumplay, a tad of spitplay

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after a torrid night with your boyfriend you wake up a little sore and hungry for a nutrious breakfast but yeosang is just insatiable

[❛ i like being close to you. you’re warm. ❜ + ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜]

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The morning was your favorite part of the day. You enjoyed waking up early on your off days. It gave you time to pamper yourself and your boyfriend. Yeosang usually wakes up after you. He's more of a sleeper than you are and quite frankly after the night he gave you, you just let him be. He deserves a long uninterrupted sleep to help him recover.

So when the early rays of the sun brush against your cheeks and gently pull you out of your slumber you happily hop off the bed and slip the wrinkled shirt that you ripped of Yeosang’s body last night. The cold cotton on your skin and hardwood floor under your bare feet make you shiver which instantly makes you crave a nice cup of hot black tea.

While the water boils you start making breakfast for the both of you. After last night you figured your boyfriend will need something nutritious. You settle for scrambled eggs and bacon, a couple of pancakes and you even scavenge some leftover berries in the fridge for a vitamin packed smoothie.

As you’re frying the last strips of bacon you spot from the corner of your eye your lovely boyfriend coming into the kitchen, barely emerging from deep slumber. The adorable way he rubs the sleepiness out his eyes and beams back at you contrasts with his biceps contracting as he adorns only a simple pair of gray sweatpants, toned abs on display.

“Good morning sleepyhead” you greet him intentionally looking over the fact that he’s shirtless.

“Good mor-” he cuts himself when his eyes land on you “are you wearing my shirt ?” he points a finger in your direction.

“Yeah I was kinda cold and your shirt is so comfortable” you say as you flip the bacon strips, bringing your attention back to the stirring hot pan. 

“oh I see” he tilts his head in disbelief, the amused grin not leaving his lips. “It smells so good in here” Yeosang says while his muscular arms slip past your waist to tie themselves onto your stomach, chin resting on top of your head. You feel his comforting warmth on your back.

“Yeah it’s almost done but I like my bacon extra crispy” you stay completely still, Yeosang’s strong embrace making it difficult for you to move around and continue to cook breakfast.

“Yeo…” you start when you realize he doesn’t have the slightest intention to let go of you in the foreseeable future. “I’d like to throw these berries in the blender if you don’t mind” you try to take a step away but he holds you still. Strong arms contracting to prevent you from escaping his love.

“No.” he pouts. “You can’t go”. 

“Baby please” you ask again.

“I like being close to you, you’re warm” he whispers as his face slips to the crook of your neck. You relax into his arms, your hand leaving the spatula to stroke is blond hair. 

He buried his face in your hair taking deep breaths. 

“You smell so good, baby” he murmurs into the shell of your ear. You bite your lip trying not to shudder at his hot breath fanning your face. 

“I’m hungry” Yeosang states suddenly from behind you.

“Well yeah the bacon is done so sit down I’ll-” you are interrupted by the way your boyfriend rolled his hips into the small of your back, letting you feel he was becoming hard. You bit your lip again, harder this time as a myriad of butterflies took off in the pit of your stomach. 

Yeosang plants a series of wet kisses into your nape as one of his strong veiny hands reaches out to turn off the burner. His other hand slipped under the oversized shirt, his fingertips gracing your skin as he reached for your waist. You felt him smirk flush against your neck when he glazed over your hips and he would have normally left your underwear but today you didn’t take the time to slip some on. He grunted and pulled your waist further back on his ever growing bulge.

“Such a good girl for daddy” his slick tongue glazed your ear and you let your jaw fall down, head rolling back and resting into his muscular shoulder.

With swift movement he flips you to be facing him and crashed his lips on yours. The burning  sensations in your core sparks up when he laps at your lips, waiting for you to open yourself up to him. He immediately dives in when you do, both hands slipping on your outer thighs to cup your ass. You moan into the kiss as he lightly squeezes it. 

He breaks the kiss to hoist you up the kitchen counter, hazardously pushing the plates aside with his forearm. You lean back and prompt yourself up your elbows. His lips immediately latch back onto your blazing skin, trailing kisses down your neck to your collar bones where he unmade a couple of buttons to be able to dip further down on your chest. His hands now cup your breast over the thin cotton and your hands fly in to help him undress you but he stops you.

“No. I want you to keep it baby girl” he breathes against your skin. “You look good in it”.

You immediately comply, gently laying your hands flat on each side of you. 

His hands tease your nipples hardened into buds through the material, earning a moan from you. He licks over it before catching the clothed nub between his lips sucking on it. His saliva makes the white shirt see through, your perfect nipples peeking through the translucent patch.

“So pretty” he praises, and dives back immediately while his other hand slips under the shirt to cup your other breast. He teased, licked, sucked until they were so sensitive you were short of breath, your arousal pooling out of you, coating your thighs and possibly leaking onto the counter.

When he decides he’s had enough he lets go, going further south. Hands gripping your thighs down and you repress the urge to buck your hips up. He presses more feverish kisses to your hips while you squirm under his firm hold, thighs tightly pressed together, yearning for friction.

“Now be a good girl and spread your legs for daddy, okay?” he asks while he’s at eye level with your center. You feel a wave of shame on your body as you slowly and obediently part your legs. Stress makes your heart pound in your chest as his ardent eyes drink in your form.

“Fuck baby you look so good” he breathes against your pubic bone before planting an open mouth kiss right on the sensitive bud. You gasp and arch your back in response which makes Yeosang smirking against your folds. His tongue slides down your slit, lapping at the entrance, gathering your nectar. You moan under him.

“So fucking sweet” he growls, hands gripping your thighs harsher.

The tip of his tongue swirls around your clit and down your folds again. You can’t help but grind against his tongue as your mind gradually slips into a haze. Yeosang feels himself twitching in his sweats, thoroughly enjoying your neediness. He sucks on the bud lightly biting it, sending jolts of pleasure through your body, making heat rush on your chest and neck.

He licks and sucks until he feels you throb under his flat tongue. He knows you're close and he doesn’t want to make you wait for it.

“Go ahead baby. Cum.” he graciously allows you to chase your high. And you feel your center quiver in bliss as you give in to the pleasure. Walls clenching on themselves as your chest rises and falls rapidly, a long string of moans spilling from your lips.

But Yeosang doesn’t stop, he continues to eagerly lap at your over sensitive clit, keeping you at your highest as you start to kick your feet at the overwhelming pleasure.

“Come on baby give daddy one more.” he slips one of his long fingers inside you, you squeal as he so expertly curls it right into your sweet spot. You throw your head back, barely holding yourself on your elbow anymore, your eyes become watery as you try to concentrate back on the new found pleasure deep inside your core.

“Daddyyy” you whines as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten again. 

“That's it baby girl” he praises, not parting from your center. Still going strong with the flick of his tongue on your hard and swollen bud. Bending your mind and body into a second orgasm. This one is stronger, taking over your whole body and shooting through you, making your limbs tremble as your center constricts his finger with need. 

“My good girl” he whispers against you, slowing his pace to allow you to come down comfortably. He presses a kiss to your quivering center soaked with your cum and his spit. 

When you come back from the deepest pit of your mind you find Yeosang already stripped of his sweats. Big fat cock in his fist matching veins ornamenting the thick member and his muscular forearms. 

He aligns himself with your entrance, gathering some of the glistening mess on his tip before he very gently pushes inside you. You let a little whimper of pain fall from your lips as discomfort flashes in your orbs, your eyebrows meeting on your forehead.

“Awww” Yeosang immediately brings a soothing hand to your cheek. “I know baby you’re still a little sore from yesterday” he rubbed soothing circles in your face as he continued to fill you up. “Bear with me okay baby girl?”

You nodded, tears prickling your eyes again. But you kept on accepting him in your center as he stretched your wall to fit snug inside you until he had pushed his whole member to the last inch.

“Look at that baby” he cheered you for this small victory. “You took me all in baby. Daddy’s little trooper. I’m so proud of you” he flashed his pearly teeth and you couldn't help but to be proud of yourself as he gave you these few seconds to adapt to him.

“You can move now Daddy” you breathe out when you feel ready, your eyebrows relaxing into their initial position.

“Fuckkk” Yeosang hissed as he pulled out of your tight little pussy, gripping him like its life depended on it. “You feel sooo good around daddy’s cock” he pushed himself back in slowly again, careful not to hurt you, this time it felt better. “Daddy just loves your pretty little cunt so much” 

You moaned in response arching your back, bringing your hips further onto his, your eyes closing shut as your mind focussed only on the pleasure you felt.

“Look at me baby” Yeosang commanded. “Don’t you take your eyes off me babygirl”.

You obliged as he picked up the pace. Going faster with every stroke of his fat cock. You felt yourself tightening around him as the pleasure rose. Slowly getting you to get to flirt with your edge again. 

“Hmmm daddy this feels so good” you whined as your walls squeezed him harder.

“Yeah you like daddy’s cock?” he said smashing his hips into yours. You cried out as a response. You felt incredibly close you wanted to cum so bad but he still hadn’t given you permission so your risked the question.

“Daddy can I please cum?” you asked, your eyes diligently glued to his dark ones, like the obedient little girl that you were.

“Already baby?” he chuckled which made you slightly embarrassed. It’s true that it hadn’t been so long but you were just weak for him because he knew all your buttons so well… You nodded again, pleading eyes looking up at him in need.

“Okay baby. Cum on daddy’s thick cock” he finally slipped out the words in between deep moans. He grunted when he felt your cunt grip its way through your orgasm, cunt pulsating around him. He too was so close but he held it in slowly decreasing the rhythm of his hips snapping on yours until you were out of breath and his name slipped off your tongue over and over. Completely losing your mind to the overwhelming pleasure.

“Good girl” he said while your cum coating his dick made unholy squelching noises in the quiet morning. “I want you to cum again but with daddy this time” He picked up the pace again.

This time, after three groundbreaking orgasms you were exhausted and you really didn’t think you had it in you to cum again. You protested with small whines as he continued to fuck your exhausted little cunt.

“I- Da….ddyyy” you cried as you felt his tip repeatedly hit your sweet spot perfectly with each thrust. The overstimulation was unbearable, the pleasure forcing itself into you, like an inevitable destiny. 

Yeosang then spat right onto your clit. The slimy hot saliva pulled a throaty moan out of you and his hand left your thigh to rub quick tight circles on your exhausted clit.

“Can you do that. For daddy ?” he slammed his hips even harder deep into your heat as you nodded in agreement, your body being rocked straight into the afterlife. 

“Fuck baby you look so good with daddy’s cock inside you.” he moaned. “Daddy’s gonna cum. Cum with daddy right now” his thrusts became sloppier.

“Daddyyyy” you squealed, tears finally slipping and rolling onto your heated cheeks while your fourth orgasm ripped through you. Completely shredding your soul to pieces, claiming your mind and stripping you of the last strand of sanity you manage to keep up until this point. Your cunt absolutely milk Yeosang’s fat cock dry. Incessant pulses forcing his cum deep inside you. Yeosang moans and praises his way through his high, his fingers curling into a bruising grip on your thigh as he gently comes to a stop.

Leaving you both completely out of breath and fucked out of your minds. When he pulled out you felt his thick cum dribbling down your parted thighs and Yeosang pushed it all back in with one finger. He brought the same finger to your lips.

“We can’t waste daddy’s cum now, can we ?” he said, prying your mouth open as you gladly complied to lick his finger clean, the strong salty taste pushing your mind further into this trance.

“That's it. You’re so cute.” he smiled, looking fondly at you. He truly did adore you. “Daddy’s good girl”.

a/n: idk what happened when i wrote that honestly. but i just love it so much. i hope you did too! please tell me if you did okay? leave a little comment or ask maybe? okay? okay! <3

[jistagrams]

“yeo I can’t focus…” you whined out,putting ur legs over the man between your legs. He held onto your thighs as he sucked your clit while fingering you, he looked up at you and glared at you while adding another finger. you moaned louder than you realized, “yeosang..please” you dropped his phone, gripping onto his hair. He moaned on your clit,sending vibrations thru u till he backed away from your core. u whined and complained on why he left, “yeosang! why’d you stop” you slightly yelled,pouting ur lips when u saw the man covered with your slick. “cus u stopped playing the game. That was the deal, u play the game I play with you” he shrugs, laying next to you. “Give me back my panties then” you put ur hand out, “no.” He says as he licked his lips and wiped the slick off his chin. you groaned,pulling up ur sweats in defeat, “your so evil I swear..gonna get someone else to finish what u started” he snapped his neck to look at you after you had said that, “oh? Babys getting bold now, pull down my pants and be a good girl, yeah?” He said making you look at him by holding your face,caressing you.

[multiwreckedmess]

February Filth Fest Day 22

Prompt: Masturbation Pairing: Gymrat!Yeosang x fem!reader WC: 1,760 Summary: Yeosang has an embarrassing problem. Have you ever heard of a core-gasm?

This is a work of fiction, it does not represent Yeosang or any Ateez member. On top of this it is an 18+ work. For my comfort and boundaries please if you are under age do not interact with this. By clicking the “Read More” you agree that you are of age to interact with my works.

TW/CW: Male masturbation, sort of subby Yeosang, lots of praise for yeosang, yeosang called handsome and big boy, reader called “hot” and has breasts. tbh not much to warn about.

 Yeosang has started wearing two pairs of pants to the gym. It’s not really a notable change to anyone, simply adding some compression leggings to a pair of sweats or loose shorts wasn’t revolutionary fashion. If anyone asked, he’d planned to joke that it was “pump cover” or something like that. As if the problem was that easily explainable.  No no, the problem had only started recently, as he worked to define his abs further. Yeosang wanted to fulfill his title of the “statue of Ateez '' to perfection. It was the addition of hanging leg lifts, pushed into the workout by his trainer, that were the culprit. Meant to better define his v-cut and improve his posture, it seemed the exercise provided other less welcome effects. In particular and perhaps most curiously, was seemingly spontaneous orgasm.  Almost always on the 2nd to last rep of the final set, as Yeosang trembled and fought against gravity, he’d feel the familiar dangerous twinge in his core. Unable to stop it, endorphins would flood him as warmth spread into his underwear. The first time it happened he jogged to the locker room to change, horrified at the thought that he’d pissed himself. It wasn’t, he hadn’t. Instead sticky white clung to him as he peeled back his clothing. Embarrassing.  And then it happened again, two days later. And it kept happening, not every time but enough. Enough that Yeosang had to wear two pairs of pants to hide the stain as it soaked through.  “I like those pants!” You remark as you pass Yeosang who is drinking feverishly from his water bottle. Track pants with snaps up the sides to the very top, mostly unfastened, allowing the fabrics to billow between his legs. “Very ‘Magic Mike’ if you wanted to just rip them off. Heeeyaw!” You mimic the motion and giggle.  Yeosang chuckles and nods, but you’re already halfway to another machine. He watches you out of the corner of his eye as you work in between sets together. Energetic yet reserved, friendly but solitary. In a way you remind him of Wooyoung. You have more of an ass though, and certainly more of a bust. He chides himself for noticing, it’s indecent of him to ogle, but it’s hard to miss how the tight spandex hugs every curve so beautifully.    “The way you’re staring at me I’m gonna think you want to fight me or fuck me,” you blurt in passing from machine to machine. Yeosang’s ears go red and he stammers.  “So sorry,” his eyes burn holes in the floor. “I was just spacing-” you’d already moved on to your set, but he keeps going, keeps apologizing and stuttering and blushing. For some reason he can’t stop himself from it, having so egregiously breached so many unspoken rules of the gym recently, he rambles on like a kid in a confession booth for the first time.  Pausing mid set, you laugh, startling him. “You’re actually really cute for a gym bro.”  This stops him, looking up at you again incredulously. “I’m not aiming for cute!”  Your eyes are kind, “oh? So you’re just naturally flusterable?” You ask as you giggle.  Yeosang’s mouth flaps open and closed, unable to form a coherent sentence.  “Okay handsome, I’m going to go finish up on the treadmill if it’s all the same to you.”  It’s your turn to stare as Yeosang finishes up his workout, rounding out with leg raises. He’s really beautiful when he does each exercise, nose crinkling with effort as his muscles shake. Closing his eyes and knitting his brow, his pouty lips begin to tremble, jaw slackening. All of his muscles seem to seize at the top of the leg lift, eyes flying open as he lets out the most pitiful whine.  Yeosang’s expression changes from pleasure to panic as you look at each other. He starts to try to scuttle away, tail between his legs as he strategically speed walks to the locker room.  The room has never felt farther than it does as Yeosang feels you breathing down his neck. The sanctuary of the men’s locker room where he can clean up the mess he’s made both literally and figuratively. Maybe even cancel his membership as he sits in a stall.  A small hand with a firm grip gets his shoulder as he reaches the door.  “Did you just cum?”  “Don’t ask that so loud,” he whimpers. “Someone could hear you.”  “Who? The teen at the front desk with his headphones in? There’s not exactly a ton of people here right now. But wait,” you shake your head, “you didn’t answer, did you cum?”  Feet stuck to the ground by a supernatural magnetic force, Yeosang nods shamefully with a high pitched whine. “It just happens sometimes, it’s not- I’m not a perv.”  “But you aren’t even hard,” you start to wonder aloud, eyes locking to the crotch of his pants. Yeosang is fully flushed, beat red from his chest to the tips of his ears.  “I know, it’s so-it looks like I-” Yeosang stutters, his cock twitching in interest so suddenly he jolts a bit more upright. It’s a small comfort that if anything you look fascinated by him instead of horrified or angry. Your hand migrates down his arm, tracing a vein from his bicep to his wrists where he fears you can feel his pulse pounding wildly.  “Show me. Can you do it again?”  Yeosang’s eyes roll back as blood flows into his rapidly engorging member. If the post workout high didn’t have him dizzy, this certainly did. The husky purr to your tone melodically curling around his ears. It’s the opposite reaction that he’d never planned for. All of the time he’d rehearsed in his head what to do if someone noticed but never had he thought about if a person wanted him to do it again. He starts to shake his head, he’d only ever done it once a workout. “You wanna see me cum?”  “I’m sorry if i’m being too forward but I’m-I’m interested,” you stammer, the weight of your question finally hitting you like a ton of bricks. “I thought you-sorry if i misread-”  It’s Yeosang’s turn to panic, eyes wide as his hands spread open palmed in front of him. “Ah! No! I’m-I’m-you’re-” he gulps, mouth dry as the desert. Brow furrowing he doesn’t even register the decision he makes. It happens so fast. He tugs you with him, back pushing through the locker room door, into a stall. “I’ve only ever done it once like that but I can-”  “I could help!” You offer as you watch him tug his first layer of pants off his body. There’s a large splotch, not obvious on the black fabric from afar but mere inches away its hard to miss the shiny dampness of the area. Instinctively you reach forward to touch him, already at half mast and growing.  Yeosang nearly yelps, “no! If you do I’ll-” the blush on his cheeks darkens, “you’re really hot.”  You smirk, “okay then handsome, I’ll watch.”  Unceremoniously, Yeosang tugs the second pair of shorts and his boxers down to his thighs, the mess of cum and sweat still coating his pubic area and cock. Purple and blue veins run prominently up his member all the way up to the flare of his red tapered tip. He pulls his tight black tanktop up enough to expose the muscles of his torso. Taut abs, defined vlines and muscles you didn't even know the name of all on full display as he drags his fingers up the underside of his shaft.  “God you’re beautiful,” you murmur, sinking to your knees in front of him.  His eyelids flutter and quads tense, the refractory period is much shorter than he thought. “Ah! Ha, you-you-too,” Yeosang gasps and giggles at the same time, leisurely pumping his cock. “Your tits are really-oh my god- from here- they’re so-” he shudders and gasps, a weak spurt of precum erupting from the tip.  You scoot closer to better admire him. His hands are just as veiny, large around his equally girthy member. “Where’d you hide all that?”  He whines a tiny high pitched sound from the back of his throat. You can see his abs tense and kick his diaphragm up as a wave of endorphins hit. Almost a direct opposite of his ripped physique, the vocalizations that escape him are small and squeaky, the product of both pain and pleasure.  “You like it when I call you handsome? When I tell you how big and thick your cock is?”  “Ghnughn- yes,” he chokes back a moan. The praise immediately goes to his head, his grip tightens and pace speeds up.  “Moan more for me, you sound so pretty.”  A guttural groan escapes from him as he shakes, followed shortly by a hiccuped inhale. “I’m close.” His cock is almost purple with engorgement, precum flowing out of the tip easily. Hips working in tandem with his fist, the sounds of his whining and mewling that flood the bathroom are unmistakable.  “Hurry, cum. Cum for me,” you urge him, scooting just a bit closer, close enough to feel the warmth of the air around him.  “Shit- wha-where-”  “On me on my face on my tits, wherever you want, big boy, coat me in it.”  The twinge of desperation in your voice sets him off. He’s beautiful when he cums, head tilting back to expose his muscular neck and sharp jaw, drawn out high pitched whimper is the cherry on top. A forceful jolt of release erupting forth from him and coating your cheek, hot and sticky. The next spurt drops from your jawline to your tits which is quickly followed by another volley aimed squarely at the center of your chest.  Yeosang’s vision swimming he could swear he still saw you slowly rubbing the liquid against yourself, lifting a finger to your mouth to clean it with your tongue. The thought makes him nearly black out, hand slamming into the wall of the stall to catch his balance.  “Which locker is yours?” Your breath is hot on his ear. He didn’t even know you’d stood up. His head swims again under the spell of your proximity.  “117.”  “Wait a sec before you come out, it’ll look less suspicious.”  He nods, and collapses back onto the toilet, he needs to collect himself anyway. The entire encounter feels like a fever dream, it’s not until your note falls out of his locker that he starts to concede maybe it wasn’t.

Sorry this is so late. Lightly based on someone at some point saying “what if Yeosang cums when he works out.” I don’t remember where i saw this but whoever you are, yeah, what if?

[thelargefrye]

@sanjoongie these are the boyfriend!yeosang thoughts so please suffer with me

THIS CONTAINS SMUT!! MDNI WITH THIS!!

you and yeosang have been dating for about a year now. the other boys are happy for yeosang because they see how happy he is with you and they’ve also gotten quite close with you themselves.

however, you and wooyoung have gotten the closest in a rather weird way. wooyoung adores you to the ends of the earth and wants you and yeosang to be happy. he’s always making you new foods each time you come over to the dorm.

but despite how much he adores you, they two of you also constantly bicker and argue over the littlest of things. yeosang and the others jokingly started calling you two an “old married couple” by how much you bicker. well now the two of you have started calling each other “husband” and “wife” in order to annoy yeosang.

but unfortunately since moving into their new dorms, you and wooyoung don’t see each other as often anymore since he’s in a whole other dorm from yeosang.

however, wooyoung doesn’t want to admit that he misses hanging out with you. when yeosang asks if he wants to hangout with you and him, he loudly rejects saying that he doesn’t want to be a third wheel to “his wife” and her boyfriend.

yeosang can only roll his eyes as his best friend before heading back to his dorm to get ready for you. leaving wooyoung to think about how he secretly wishes he accepted yeosang’s offer. and a little later he finds himself making his way up to yeosang’s dorm and he let’s himself in.

he walks in to see that the living space is empty, but he notes that you and yeosang are here. if your shoes are any indication of it. so he ventures further inside the dorm which is when he hears your voice. it’s faint from where he is but he knows exactly where it’s coming from.

yeosang’s room.

his feet carry him to his best friend’s door. not a single thought going through his head as he opens the bedroom door. wooyoung feels his breath caught in his throat when he sees not only you and yeosang naked, but yunho as well.

wooyoung can’t help but take in the sight before him. yunho — not yeosang, but yunho thrusting deep inside you. his thrust making your whole body bounce — especially your breast. yeosang is sitting behind you, you resting between his legs as yeosang plays with your breast, cupping them and pinching your nipples. you can’t help the moans and cries as you rest your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder.

he notices how yunho has one of his hands intertwining with yours as he abuses your pussy.

wooyoung can only pull himself together in order to close the door and leave the dorm. he doesn’t say anything when jongho and hongjoong ask him why he’s back so soon. he ignores them as he walks to his room, door closing behind him as he lets the image of the three of you continue to replay in his head. over and over again.

that’s when all the emotions finally come crashing down on the poor idol. shocked and confused mainly, but then there’s jealousy. he doesn’t want to admit it, but he’s jealous of yunho. jealous of yunho for being able to be so intimate with with you and yeosang.

but then he’s angry. angry at you and yeosang for letting yunho be intimate with you two. the jealousy takes over again, it should have been me fucking her and holding her hand like that. it should have been me making her make those sounds.

he can’t get the image of your naked form out of his head. he knows yeosang would be upset with knowing how beautiful he thinks you are. wooyoung doesn’t think he’s falling in love with you, but it’s something close to it.

then he wonders, have you and yeosang done this with some of the others. has yeosang let the other members fuck you? does he make them wear a condom or do they fuck you raw like wooyoung knows yeosang does. he has to know.

so he calls san.

and then his jealousy rises when san tells him, “hm? oh yeah, i’ve been with them a few times here and there. why?”

“i walked in on yunho fucking y/n,” wooyoung confesses, feeling embarrassed of what he’s just told san.

“oh, really? are you jealous yunho got to fuck her before you?“

“no! it just caught me off guard is all.”

“then why did you ask me if i’ve also fucked y/n?”

wooyoung doesn’t have an answer. he doesn’t think he wants to answer san.

a few weeks go by and wooyoung seemingly forgets the whole thing even happened until he’s finding himself back outside yeosang’s door. yunho had greeted him on his way out, he was with mingi to practice or something like that.

so when he opens the bedroom door he wasn’t expecting to once again find you and yeosang in such an intimate way. yeosang had you spread out on the bed, legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounded into you. wooyoung notes that yeosang is going at it just like how yunho was.

deep and hard.

wooyoung can just barely see how blissed out your face is with how yeosang’s body seems to obscure his view of you. however, despite not being able to see your face doesn’t mean he can’t hear how fucked out you are. your moans and cries of your boyfriend’s name filling the room and mixing with the sounds of your wet pussy. wooyoung wonders how much yeosang enjoys this sound. does yunho and san also like hearing your moan and wet pussy?

wooyoung notes the red lines trailing down his back and how your fingers are tangled in his black locks. god, he wishes he was in his best friend’s spot. wishes how he could have a chance to fuck you and hold your hand so intimately.

he wonders if san — or even yunho — kiss you. he wants so badly to fuck you and kiss you as you both come together while yeosang watches.

wooyoung knows he needs to leave. give the two of you privacy, but then just as he’s about to turn and leave, the two of you make eye contact. wooyoung is frozen in his spot as he finds you looking at him.

he sees the way you smile are him before letting out a loud moan and wooyoung wonders if you did that on purpose or if yeosang just has great timing with his hips.

“o-oh, fuck— yeosang!” you say, eyes still locked with wooyoung’s. he needs to leave, he know he does. it’s only a matter of time before his best friend realizes he’s in here watching him fuck his girlfriend.

wooyoung notices your face disappear back behind yeosang’s shoulders. you still calling out his name faintly and wooyoung wonders if you’re close.

“you close, pretty girl? gonna come on my cock?” yeosang asks and wooyoung just knows he’s smirking at you.

wooyoung is finally able to snap out his daze once more, turning around and not bothering to close the bedroom door as he rushes out of the dorm all together. he’s embarrassed by the large boner that he has in his sweats. but also by how he just watched his best friend fuck his girlfriend, again.

wooyoung adores you and yeosang so much. he adores how you bicker with him and argue with him. how you jokingly call him “your husband” while snuggling up to yeosang — you’re actual lover.

he wonders if this will change anything. will you tell yeosang he was watching him fuck you? will yeosang be upset with him? does this mean he’ll have to confess to see the two of you with yunho as well?

he as a million thoughts running through his mind and it’s only until later that night when everyone gathers in his dorm that he realizes he’ll have to face both you and yeosang sooner rather than later.

“wooyoung!” that’s right, it had been a while since the two of you had seen each other. he greets you with a warm hug, yours arms wrapping around his waist and that’s when wooyoung realizes he’s missed hanging out and bickering with you.

he then notices yeosang standing behind you, and he wonders if you told him.

“i missed you, woo, i haven’t seen you in forever. yeosang keeps telling me you keep denying his offer to hang out. do you truly not like me anymore? do you want a divorce?” you question as you step away from the dancer.

wooyoung feels his tongue tie up, not knowing how to answer you especially when yeosang is standing right behind you, also waiting for an answer.

“why don’t you hang out with us tomorrow?” you ask him with a smile and wooyoung feels his heartbeat speed up.

wooyoung is shocked and that’s when he notices san sitting on one of the couches, a smirk plastered on his face as he watches you and wooyoung. then something clicks inside of wooyoung’s head and the image of your bare body underneath him is what welcomes him. your moans playing on a loop in his brain as he looks at you, snuggled into yeosang’s side as you both wait for an answer.

“sure, i would love too wifey.”

[itstheoneshot]

Kinktober Day 27

Aphrodisiacs - Yeosang

!dom Yeosang

Yeosang was smart, so much smarter than he gave on. He did research, as did you, science, natural remedies, plants that could alter your state, and his current fascination was with chemicals that increase your libido.

“Drink up,” He urges you, “I promise, it tastes good.”

You lift the cup to your mouth, the sweet aroma fills your nostrils as you let the liquid enter your mouth. Hot tea, herbal, a concoction created by the man sitting across from you who is consuming the same beverage. He was correct, it did taste good, warming your insides immediately. Yeosang reaches over to take your hand, staring at you lovingly at first… and then hungrily.

You were sceptical that a few herbs, leaves and spices could make you feel this way, but your cheeks warm up from not just the temperature, and that warmth continues downwards, tingling, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on end, and alerting you to the source and centre of that heat.

“Come,” Yeosang murmurs, “Finish it.”

There was only a mouthful left, and you drink it quickly before placing the now empty cup down on the table. Yeosang squeezes your hand gently, feeling that same warmth, his eyes focus in on the way that you lick your lips to catch a stray droplet before he looks up at you again. It is exciting, partaking in his little experiments when they benefit you just as much as it does him.

“This was different to the last one,” You observe, “What should I expect?”

Yeosang chuckles, “Just feel it, my love… just let your body feel the way that it makes you.”

You follow Yeosang out of the dining room and barely make it a metre down the hall before you really begin to understand. Drawn to him more than usual, are you imagining this? Yeosang feels it too, turning you to face him with ease and stepping you back up against the wall with a fiery kiss, a warning of what is about to come. He is eager, dragging you down the hallway without pulling away, it is messy and desperate, each second apart is too long, he needs you and you need him now.

Finally reaching your bedroom, in an attempt to take control you pull him down on top of you, but not thinking it through, you have given him all of the power. With him hovering over you, your legs spread apart to give him space between them just so that you can wrap them around him, desperately trying to get him closer as if there were any space between you in the first place. Your hands slip under his shirt, needing it off him, needing to feel those perfectly sculpted muscles, a request which he happily obliges, only pulling back from the kiss for a moment to remove the clothing before he begins to work on yours. You don’t know which of you is more attracted, obsessed, and you swear you have never needed him like this before.

“Holy shit.”

It takes mere minutes to be fully undressed, you are already dripping, and Yeosang is rock hard, as he enters you without preparation, but you didn’t need it anyway. He fills you up, but again, this time it feels different. Increased pleasure, increased attraction, was this really all from a single cup of homemade herbal tea? You cry out his name as he pulls back to thrust into you again, letting your legs fall so that you can use your strength to lift yourself up and give him a better angle to fuck you in. Your back is arched and he reaches depths that he could not normally, his eyes roll back in his head and low moans leave him in harmony with yours of a much higher pitch.

“Good girl,” He praises you, “Do you believe me now?”

You weren’t really sceptical, you knew that there had to be some merit to the drink, and all the ingredients in it, maca root, ginseng, yin yang huo, what else was there again? but you had no idea that it would work so well. He fucks into you hard and fast, keeping you on edge for so long that you fear you are going to go crazy.

“Yes,” You nod enthusiastically, quickly remembering to answer him, “Yes, Yeosang, oh fuck, yes!”

The focus of his kisses soon move from your lips, to your jaw, and down your neck. They move back up, right to your ear, heavy breathing against it has your mind racing, vision blurring, you have got to be close. Your fingers tangle in his long black hair, soft to the touch, everything feels different now, in the best way possible. His skin is soft and smooth, muscles more… hard, veiny, and oh god, his cock, curved just a little, each thrust into you helps you up, up, up, and over… orgasming in his arms, so overwhelmed that you start to cry from the intensity of the pleasure. One orgasm leads to two, three, again you feel that nothing has ever felt this fucking good. You need him like oxygen, and you could go for hours if your body allowed it.

You are practically screaming when Yeosang finally pulls out, his hand racing to his cock to pump it only a few times before he releases, the force of his load so hard that it reaches your neck. Watching him while your own legs shake with the aftershocks of your high, mind still racing, body still reeling from the help that you had, it is too much, and you are already counting down for another round. You glance down at your body, stomach and chest slicked with his seed, and it makes your breath catch in your throat. Yeosang leans down to kiss you, not caring about the mess, just wanting to be with you, unable to be apart. It is hot, the hottest you have ever felt, not quite sure if you can find the words to describe it.

“I hope you kept that recipe,” You murmur in between a deep kiss, “I will definitely want us to drink that again.”

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[bteezxyewriter12]

Jolene

Pairing- Yeosang x Named Reader

Word count- 8k

Includes- ⭐based on the song Jolene by Dolly Parton

Lots of angst, blow job, deep throating, cock riding, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxminnie @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

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J POV

"Jolene", Yeosang murmurs in his sleep as he flips to his other side, my heart breaking, "You're so.....so pretty"

I wipe the tears from my eyes hastily, trying not to cry more as I sit up in bed, looking at him

But I fail

This is the fourth night in a row that Yeosang has dreamed about Jolene

He's dreamed about her before but not this many nights in a row

She's a new makeup artist that was hired two months ago

She's gorgeous with fiery auburn hair, perfect ivory skin and emerald green eyes

Tall but still shorter than Yeosang, model body

She's Irish and has a cute Irish accent as well as a dimple on each cheek when she smiles

And she's constantly smiling at Yeosang

I'm Yeosang's stylist so I'm always there when she's around him

I see her constantly flirting with him

And sometimes I catch him flirting back

I don't know if he's doing it purposely or absentmindedly and I'm too chicken shit to ask him

There's no way I could compare to her

I'm just normal- short, long dark brown hair, boring brown eyes, no dimples

My skin isn't as clear or smooth as hers

I'm Italian but I don't have a cute Italian accent

I have the rude, loud New York accent from where I grew up

I know most guys would choose her over me

I just hope Yeosang doesn't

I love him so much

We've been together for two and a half years, when he went after me after I was hired

He's just so sweet, loving, hot and adorable

He's perfect

And she has her eyes set on him

I'm trying to not be jealous but it's hard when he's talking about her in his sleep

I'm so scared I'm losing him and I don't know what to do

"Mmm Jolene. Green...eyes", he murmurs, "No...don't..So...pre...want....you"

Tears break over my waterline and I let out a sob I didn't mean to

Yeosang stirs while I clamp my hand over my mouth

I don't want him to wake up and see me crying again

I don't want to talk about it

"Kiss me", he mutters, "Want...kiss..you"

I keep my mouth closed but I can't help the tears, my body trembling as I cry

Yeosang's eyes open and he groggily moves his gaze to me

His eyes snap awake and he sits up immediately, moving hair from my face, "Jagi what's wrong?"

I just shake my head

I can't tell him

"Baby, what happened? Why are you crying?", he asks, pulling me immediately in his arms, holding me tightly

Which just makes me cry more

"Jagi, please baby. You're scaring me"

"Nnn...nightmare", I stammer, telling him the same thing I've told him for four nights

"The same one jagi?", he asks, running his fingers in my hair

I just nod

"I'm sorry baby. Can you tell me about the nightmare?", he asks

I shake my head

He asks the same thing every night and every night I stay quiet

He normally lets it go but I have a feeling he's not going to tonight

"Please baby?", he asks, confirming my suspicions, "You never had nightmares before and now you're having them every night. Maybe if you talk about it, it'll go away"

I wish that were true but it's not

"Please tell me jagi"

"You ..you're just gone", I whisper, telling him some semblance of my fears, "I don't know where you are but you're not there. I lost you"

He holds me tighter, pressing a kiss to my hair, "That's not going to happen baby. You'll never lose me jagi. I love you too much to be without you"

I cry harder at his words wanting so much to believe him

But how can I when he's dreaming of another girl?

When he flirts with another girl?

It's a constant battle in my head and it's so draining

"It's ok baby. I'm here ok", he says soothingly, "I'll always be here. I love you so much"

"I love you Yeosang", I sob

He just holds me, playing with my hair, giving me small kisses until I've calmed down and the crying has stopped

"Want to lay down jagi?", he asks

I nod

I'm exhausted but I'm worried I'm not going to fall asleep

That he will first and I'll have to hear him dream about her again

"I..I don't think I can sleep", I tell him

He smiles softly, "It's ok baby. I'll stay up with you. I won't fall asleep until after you do ok?"

"Ok", I whisper

He presses a soft kiss to my lips that I give back, then he pulls me with him as he lays down

His arm wraps around me, cuddling into me as I lay my head on his shoulder, his other hand pulling my leg up and over his, getting as close as we can, before wrapping his other arm around my

"I love you Jo", he says gently

"I love you Yeo"

I do

So much

So much so that even thinking about being without him makes me feel like I'm dying

He kisses me again, his hand running in my hair

I close my eyes and try to fall asleep in Yeosang's strong arms

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"You ok baby?", Yeosang asks me, snapping me out of my thoughts

I look up at him, nodding as I fix his shirt for the photo shoot

"Just tired Yeo"

I did end up falling asleep in his arms but it wasn't a restful sleep

"I know baby", he says, tucking my hair behind my ear, "I felt you waking up and moving over and over"

Shit, I fucked up his sleep too

That's not what I wanted

"Sorry I messed up your sleep"

He lifts my face up to his, his eyes on mine, "It's ok baby. I don't care about that. I was worried about you. I thought you kept having nightmares"

I smile softly at his caring words

"No Yeo. Not nightmares. Just restless I guess"

He nods, "Well how about after the shoot we can go to your apartment and I'll cuddle you while we nap?"

"That sounds perfect baby", I smile wider

"It really does", he smiles, leaning down, kissing me

I kiss him back, my arms around his neck, his around my waist, pulling me closer to him

I fall into his kiss, feeling his soft lips move against mine, his tongue playing with mine, his hands on my body, his arms around me

I love him so much

I can't lose him

I can't

"Ahem", I hear near us

We pull away, turning out heads to see Jolene standing there, her arms crossed, looking annoyed

What the hell is her problem?

"Yes?", Yeosang asks, his eyebrow raising

"I know she's you're girlfriend and everything", Jolene starts, "But if you keep kissing her, I'm going to have to keep applying the lip product on you over and over. As it is, it's all over her mouth now"

Yeosang looks back at me, smirking as his thumb slowly slides over my lips

"It's ok", he says, "It'll come off. And you can give me the lip product. I'll put it back on whenever it gets smudged"

I smile at him as she scowls

"Whatever", she says, walking away

He shrugs, leaning down, his lips back against mine

When he's like this, loving, I can believe that he really loves me and she's nothing

I just wish I could believe it all the time, like it used to be

Pushing these thoughts away for now, I fall into his kiss

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Two weeks later

Looking around the set, I don't see Yeosang anywhere

I know he went to get his makeup checked but he should be back by now

I head to the dressing rooms, wondering what's taking so long

Worrying because Jolene isn't here either

He still dreams of Jolene, still calls her name in his sleep

It hurts so much, I can't help but cry and he always wakes up when I'm crying

It's like he knows he's hurting me and wants to make me feel better

Or soothe his guilt

I don't know if he remembers his dreams when he wakes up but he doesn't say anything

He just holds me until I fall asleep again

I don't know how much more I can handle before I have a breakdown

I'm terrified to talk to him about it

I can't....I can't hear him say he doesn't love me anymore

That he wants her

I can't hear that

It'll break me completely

I look in all the dressing rooms but he's not there

I have one more to look in then I'm calling his cell again if he's not there

As I get closer, I hear him laughing

With Jolene

"Let me get this off you so I can redo you lips"

I get to the room, peering in, my heart dropping at what I see

Her leaning over Yeosang, her arms around her neck, her face right in front of his

About to kiss him

I gasp, putting my hand over my mouth, tears bursting from my eyes as I turn and run

I can't watch him kiss her

I can't

I rush into the bathroom, locking it

Leaning against the door, I drop my hand, trying to stay quiet as I cry hysterically

I can't get the image of them out of my head

Did he kiss her?

Would he even tell me?

I don't know

I don't know what to do

Maybe I should talk to Jolene?

Tell her to back off?

Or should I just break up with him so he could be with her?

I don't know if I have the strength to do that

I just don't know what to do

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Yeosang POV

"Let me get this off you so I can redo you lips", Jolene says

Yeah ok

I just want her to finish so I can get to my jagi

This was supposed to be a quick check but she doesn't stop talking, cracking unfunny jokes and I have to pretend to laugh so I don't hurt her feelings

I'm about ready to just take the lip stick and do it myself so I can leave

She leans over me, her arms suddenly moving around my neck

What the fuck?

She leans her face close me, like she's gonna kiss me

I hear a small gasp and I try to turn my head but Jolene's arms lock my head in place

She tries to kiss me but I pull my head back and she misses

"What the fuck are you doing?", I snap, moving my hands and ripping her arms off me

I stand up so fast and she backs away

"What are you doing?", I demand

She gives me a smile, like that's supposed to make everything better

"Giving you a kiss"

"Are you fucking insane? I have a girlfriend!", I shout, so angry

What does she think?

I'd cheat on Joanne?

Never

I'd never hurt her

"I'm sorry Yeosang. I wasn't thinking. I just...I really like you"

She can like me all she wants

I don't care

She needs to back off

"It was a mistake. It won't happen again. I'm sorry"

"Make sure it doesn't happen again", I growl, glaring at her, "I love Joanne. I'll never hurt her. So back off"

She nods, apologizing again

"Give me the lipstick. I'll do it myself", I snap

Or I'll get another makeup artist to do it

She holds out the tube and I snatch it away, putting it in my pocket as I turn and leave the dressing room

She has to be fucking kidding, trying to kiss me like that

What the fuck?

Walking back onto the set, I look for my jagi but she's not here

"Hey Woo", I call, going over to him, "Where's Jo?"

His eyebrow raises, "She was looking for you. She didn't find you?"

Suddenly I remember the gasp I heard when Jolene tried to kiss me

Oh shit

Did she see?

Did she think I?

Oh god, no

I immediately run back to the building, calling her name

"Joanne!"

I check the closest dressing room

Empty

"Jagi! Where are you?"

I check a few more rooms, panicking

"Joanne!"

A door a few feet down the hall opens with her walking out of it

The bathroom

She was in the bathroom

"Jagi!", I call, getting to her

"Oh hi Yeo", she says, avoiding eye contact

"I was looking for you jagi"

"Oh? I was....bathroom", she shrugs

"Jagi, look at me", I say softly, lifting her face up

Her eyes are red, like she was crying

"You're eyes baby", I say softly

"Rubbing them", she says immediately, "I got something in my eyes, dust or something and it hurt. I rubbed it hard but I couldn't get it out. Then I used water to get it out"

I know she's lying

She's not the kind of girl to get into a confrontation or argument

She wouldn't confront me about what she saw

"Jo, I..did you see-"

"I didn't see anything", she says, forcing a smile

Ok, now I know she saw

But I'm not gonna call her out on her excuses and embarrass her

I wouldn't do that

So instead I tell her

"Look jagi, I wanted to tell you something ok?"

Fear enters her eyes as she nods

Fear that doesn't need to be there

"Jolene, she was going to fix my makeup", I start, "And I don't know what the hell she was doing but she put her arms around my neck and tried to kiss me"

Tears well up in her eyes as she tries to fight them back

"Oh? Did...uh....did you kiss her?"

"What? No!", I exclaim, shocked she'd think I'd do that, "No Joanne. Never. I'd never do that baby. I moved my head away and told her to fuck off"

She just nods, looking like she doesn't believe me

"Joanne, I swear, I didn't kiss her", I tell her, looking in her eyes, "I wouldn't kiss anyone but you. I would never hurt you jagi. You're my one and only. I love you"

"I love you too Yeo", she says

"Do..do you believe me?", I ask

She nods, "Yea Yeo. I know you love me"

"And you know I'd never hurt you?"

She nods again, "I know Yeo"

I nod, pulling her into my arms, hugging her tightly

Her arms move around me, holding on tightly too

I hope she's not just trying to placate me

I want her to know she's my only one, she's my everything

I get this might have shaken her up and I'll do everything I can to show her she's my one and only

Always

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Shaking next to me wakes me up

I groggily open my eyes, soft sobs reaching my ears

I'm immediately alert, lifting my head and looking over at her next to me

Her back is to me but I see her arm moving by her face

She's crying again

Another nightmare

"Jagi", I call softly, moving closer to her

"I...I'm ok Yeo"

No she's not

"Another one jagi?"

She nods as I move my arms around her, turning her and pulling her against me

I look down at her, tears slowly sliding down her face

I wipe them away, kissing her cheek

"I'm here jagi", I tell her, laying next to her

I move my fingers in her hair, playing with it

She really likes that and it calms her

"Yeosang", she whimpers, her face burying in my neck, her hands buried in my tank top

"It's ok jagi", I whisper, kissing her forehead, "I have you baby. I'm here. I love you"

"I love you", she whispers

I hold her tightly, keeping her against me, my free hand still playing with her hair

"My baby", I whisper softly, "My jagi. My Jo. I love you. So much"

"Love you", she murmurs sleepily

A few minutes later, her breathing evens out and I know she's asleep again

Hopefully she'll sleep for the rest of the night

I'm worried

This has been happening more and more often lately

She's having nightmares every night and I don't know why

Everything is fine when we go to sleep but then I wake up to her crying

Maybe she should go to a doctor or something

Just to be sure everything is ok, health wise

I'll talk to her about it tomorrow

Cuddling into her, I close my eyes, holding the love of my life tightly

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The next day

I'm looking for Joanne again

We just got a break from the shoot and she wasn't on set

I checked the bathroom first this time but she wasn't there

Maybe she went to a dressing room to nap

She was exhausted when we got up today

I don't blame her

Her sleep is broken when she wakes up and even though she goes back to sleep, it's disruptive

I check one dressing room but no, she's not there either

I start turning the corner in the hall when I stop, seeing her and Jolene standing in the hall

Her back is to me but Jolene can see me if she looks and I immediately move back behind the corner

"What do you want?", Jolene asks, annoyed

"I need to talk to you", Joanne says, "About Yeosang"

Me?

Is she...confronting Jolene about the almost kiss?

"I know you like Yeosang", she tells Jolene, "But please, don't take him from me"

What?

Is she really worried about that?

Peering around the corner, I see Jolene just smirking at my jagi

And anger fills me

How can she stand there smirking in front of someone who's hurting?

"I....I can't compete with you", Joanne says, "I'm not as beautiful as you, I'm not anything compared to you. And I know Yeosang would choose you over me"

No I definitely wouldn't

I don't understand why she's feeling like this

I haven't done anything to give the impression that I want Jolene

Yes Jolene is pretty but I've seen hundreds of pretty girls and they don't compare to Joanne

Joanne's unbelievably beautiful, stunning

She is the only one I want

The only one I love

I told her that yesterday when I told her about Jolene trying to kiss me

"And how do you know that?", Jolene asks

"Because....", she says, hanging her head, "Because he dreams about you. He talks about you in his sleep. About how he wants you, how pretty you are, asks you to kiss him, talking about your eyes. And he always says your name"

Oh my god, I do that?

When?

How?

And suddenly I'm bombarded with images of waking up to her crying

She never had nightmares

She heard me talk about another girl while I was sleeping

She heard me call another girl's name

I understand why she's upset, I would be too but she doesn't know what the dreams are about

She's in them too

And when I say "pretty" or "kiss me" and "want you" I'm talking to her in my dream

Not Jolene

In the dream I'm telling Jolene to leave me alone and it's Joanne I'm telling she's pretty, that I want and to kiss me

Not Jolene

I think subconsciously I knew that Jolene had a thing for me

Since she never said anything before yesterday, I couldn't tell her to back off, that'd I'd never be with her

Maybe the dreams were a way of me telling her and getting those words I wanted to say out

But whatever the reason, I'd never want anyone but Joanne

She's my perfect girl, my everything, my world, my life

I honestly can't live without her

"I know you can easily take him but please...don't", she asks, "I love him"

Jolene snorts, "If I want Yeosang, I'll take him. You know why?"

Joanne shakes her head

"Because I can"

My mouth drops at how cruel Jolene is being

And I'm fucking fuming

First she tries to kiss me and now this

"But you can have anyone", Joanne says softly, "All the other guys are single. They're sweet and nice too"

"Right. And I could have them if I want", Jolene says, "But I think I'll take Yeosang"

The fuck she will

"Don't", Joanne says softly, and I know from how her voice wavers, she's crying, "Please don't. He's the only one for me. Please. He's my happiness. Don't take away my happiness"

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want to do", Jolene snarls, "And you are fucking pathetic for wanting someone who doesn't want you. For wanting to cling on to someone who'd rather be with me"

"I know", Joanne whispers, breaking my heart

She's not pathetic for being afraid that the person she loves is going to leave her

Anyone would feel that way

Even Jolene

Joanne just doesn't know that she doesn't have to worry about that

But I'll make sure she knows I'm hers and hers only

"You need to fuck off and don't come to me again about this", Jolene snaps, "I don't care about you or your feelings. And you can be sure that I will now definitely take Yeosang from you. Because I can"

What an evil bitch

I hear footsteps coming towards me and quickly move into the room that's next to me

Which happens to be a janitors closet

I wait until the footsteps fade to come out

I need to find Joanne

Talk to her, tell her that nothing she's scared of will ever come true

Then I need to confront Jolene and tell her to fuck off

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"Jagi, where are you?", I text

I can't find her

She wasn't in the hallway when I came out of the janitors closet

I looked in this entire building and on the set but she's nowhere to be found

I asked the guys and the staff if they've seen her and they haven't

My only conclusion is that she left

"I went home Yeo. I'm not feeling too good. Stomach pain and nausea. I'll be ok though, just need some rest. Kira will help you with your clothes if you need it. I'll see you tomorrow"

Tomorrow?

No not tomorrow

I'm going over there right after the shoot

Explain everything and make sure she knows how much I love her

But right now I have something else I have to do

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Walking into the dressing room, I make a beeline for Jolene

"Oh hi Yeo", she smiles as I get closer to her

I'm so fucking angry but I know I can't yell at her

I have to be calm

"You need to leave me alone", I growl the second I get to her

Her eyes widen in shock, "What do you mean?"

"I heard the conversation you had with Joanne. The threats you made to her. How you told her you're going to take me from her because you can. And I'm telling you that's never fucking happening"

"I-", she starts

"I love her", I cut her off, "More than anything in this world. I would never hurt her, never cheat on her, never leave her. She's the only one for me. I told you that yesterday"

Jolene's eyes narrow, "And yet, you dream of me"

"Wrong", I snap, "She's in the dreams too. And it's her I'm talking to when I call her pretty, when I say I want her and ask to be kissed. Not you. In the dreams I'm telling you to fuck off"

Her mouth drops slightly, "No... no you're not"

"Yes I am. I'm going to be abundantly clear. I do not want you", I say clearly, "I love Joanne with all my heart. She has all of me, forever. She's my perfect everything and she's the most beautiful girl in this universe. You do not compare to her in the slightest"

I can't stand the disbelief in her face

Like she can't imagine someone else being chosen over her

I don't know what kind of loser men she's used to who'll leave their girlfriends for her but that's not me

That will never be me

"You are going to stay away from me. You are not going to talk to me again. Don't even look in my direction. Understand?"

She nods

"You will never take me away from her", I snarl, "Because you can't"

Her eyes widen but I don't care

She can fuck right off

Turning from her, I head to the set to finish this photo shoot, then go to my baby and make sure she knows she's my one and only

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J POV

I head to my door to answer it, hoping it's the food I ordered

I'm not in any mood to cook or even heat up something

I'm not that hungry but I haven't eaten in hours and I need to eat something or I'll pass out

It's a bad habit I have, not eating to the point of passing out

I just get so absorbed in what I'm doing I forget and it doesn't help that I don't eat much to begin with

Yeosang always made sure I ate regularly

And when he wasn't with me, he pleaded with me to remember to eat and calling me to remind me

Remembering Yeosang hurts

I just couldn't stay after that conversation with Jolene

I couldn't watch her flirt and take Yeosang from me

And I knew she'd try harder after that conversation because I pissed her off

After speaking with her I accepted I was going to lose him to her but that doesn't mean I have to watch it happen

I left, came home, cried for awhile, fell asleep, woke up, cried more in the shower, then just fell into numbness

I have the TV on but I can't concentrate on it

I ordered food then spent the next half an hour waiting for it and wondering what the fuck I'm gonna do for the rest of the night

I took a nap so I'm never going to sleep tonight

I have all the time in the world to think about Yeosang

Great

My life is such a joy

Unlocking my door, I open it completely not expecting Yeosang to be standing there

I told him I was going to rest and see him tomorrow

He never answered me back so I just assumed he....I don't know, didn't care or got caught up in Jolene

"Uh hi", I say awkwardly

He just looks at me, stepping inside my apartment

As he closes the door, I wonder if this is it

If he's going to end things

If he is, I'm not going to cry

Jolene was right about one thing

I am pathetic for wanting someone who doesn't want me

So I refuse to cry

Not in front of h-

All thoughts empty my head when I feel his soft lips on mine, kissing me, his arms around me and holding me desperately to him

My arms go around his neck on their own, kissing him back

The kiss goes on, neither of us pulling away

In fact we just move closer until there's no space between us, both of us clinging onto each other

I kiss him with everything in me, trying to tell him how much I love him and hope he understands

Reluctantly, we pull away after a few minutes and I avoid his eyes

I can't stand to think this is a goodbye kiss and seeing that in his beautiful brown eyes

I can't

"Jo", he whispers, tilting my face up to him, my eyes meeting his

And I see nothing but love in them

"I love you so much"

I can't help the tears that well in my eyes

"I love you more than anything in this world jagi", he says softly, wiping the tears that break through, "You're my everything baby. No one compares to you"

I don't know what to say or why he's saying these things that I didn't know I desperately needed to hear

He takes my hand and leads me to the couch

He sits and pulls me in his lap, holding me tightly

"I heard baby", he says softly, "I heard you talking with Jolene"

Panic enters my body

Oh my god

He heard...god he must think I'm so pathetic...so jealous...such a loser

"Everything you said wasn't true baby", he continues, "She's not more beautiful than you. I would never choose her over you. She can't compete with you jagi, because you'd win every time"

Why is he saying this?

Because now he knows I know he dreams of her and he feels bad?

"You...you're just saying that because you feel guilty"

He shakes his head adamantly

"Jagi, when I first saw you", he says softly, "I...I just don't know what hit me. I just...I couldn't believe someone as stunning as you existed"

He has got to be joking

He's the stunning one, he's the idol

He's the sexy, hot, cute, adorable, beautiful, gorgeous and more words I can't even think, one

Not me

"I just...I saw you, I was blown away and I had to know you. And once I did I fell hard in love", he tells me, "I can't live without you Joanne. You're my light, my life, my everything. No one can ever take me away from you. You have me forever jagi, I swear"

I want to believe him so badly but he still dreams of her

Still talks about her in his sleep

"You dream-", I start but stop when he shakes his head

He can't deny that, I'm right next to him listening to him

"It's not what you think baby", he says and goes on to explain his dreams

I'm in them, it's me he's talking about, talking to

It's her he's telling to go away

"I'm sorry about what you heard jagi. I understand why you thought what you did. I'm sorry I hurt you. I never want you to cry because of me baby. Never"

I look in his eyes and I see sincerity and love in them

He's telling me the truth

"I told her to fuck off jagi", he continues, "I told her I don't want her, I'd never want her. I told her she doesn't compare to you. I told her she'd never have me, that I love you with all my heart. That you're my one and only. Then I told her to never speak to me again or even look at me"

"You...you did that?", I asked, shocked

"Of course jagi", he says, "No one hurts you without dealing with me. No man, women or child. Men get their ass kicked. Women get an earful and kids get a stern talking to. But no one hurts you. No one"

I smile softly, looking at my beautiful, protective boyfriend

"I love you Yeosang", I tell him, softly stroking his cheek, "You're my everything baby. Always"

He nods, leaning his forehead against mine, "Always"

Then his lips are on mine in a fiery kiss and I know I have my Yeosang forever

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Yeosang POV

Holding her against me, I kiss her deeply, feeling her body against mine

I want to, need to, show her that's she's my everything

Breaking the kiss, I stand up with her, carrying her to her room

Once there, I sit on her bed, keeping her in my lap

Her hand softly touches my face as she looks in my eyes

"My baby", I whisper, "My beautiful jagi"

"My Yeosang", she whispers back, happiness running in my body

The first time she called me hers, I was ecstatic

"I am Jo. Yours. Always yours", I assure her

"I'm yours Yeo. Always", she whispers

Smiling, I pull her to me, her soft lips against mine

My hands move down her body slowly, getting to the hem of her shirt then slowly pulling it up

She separates from my lips for the second it takes to get the shirt off, then she's kissing me again, her hands undoing the buttons on my shirt

She opens my shirt, pushing it off my body, her arms around me, her small hands on my back, feeling so fucking good

She moves her lips off mine, pressing kisses to my jaw and dragging them down my neck, right into the spot she knows drives me crazy

"Jagi", I moan, loving the way her lips feel on my skin

"Yeo", she murmurs, "My Yeo"

I am hers

I will always be hers

No one could ever take me from her

No one

She's my everything and I'll do anything for her

Anything

As she gives me kiss after kiss on my neck, she gently pushes me down on the bed

Her hands runs down the sides of my body, lighting every nerve on fire

She undoes my belt and jeans, climbing off me to pull them off

Hovering over me, I watch her press a kiss to my chest, her lips feeling so fucking good

Her lips trail kisses down my body to my stomach, her tongue licking my skin before kissing me

"Baby", I whimper, "Feels so good"

She looks up at me, smirking as she goes lower, her fingers moving into the waistband of my boxers, pulling them down

Her tongue is immediately licking my length as soon as its out of the boxers, the feel of her soft wet tongue out of this world

She licks under my head, her tongue slowly swirling around, then licking my slit

"So yummy Yeo", she murmurs, her hand wrapping around my dick, jerking me up and down

"Mm baby", I whine, "Please"

As soon as I finish speaking, her mouth is around my head sucking softly, throwing my entire being into bliss

I love being in her warm wet mouth and she knows exactly how to give an amazing blow job

Her mouth increases its speed, sucking harder and faster until she's slurping on my head, her hand still moving on my length not in her mouth

I just watch her go at it in pleasure

"Mmmm baby", she murmurs, "Such a big cock"

She moves down more, sucking once then moving off again

"So hard for me"

I nod, whimpering as she takes me back in, deeper than before, sucking a few times before leaving again

"Making it so easy for me to deep throat you"

"Yes baby", I cry, "Please baby, do it. Wanna be in your throat"

God, I want it so bad

You'd think I was hard up but we have sex every single day

I just can't get enough of her

She smirks again, her mouth around me and I watch her slowly slide down my cock, her hand moving as she buries my entire length in her throat

She sucks immediately, throwing me into massive bliss, moans escaping from my mouth

Her hands grip my hips, choking on my cock as she sucks hard, tears pooling in her eyes

"Baby", I moan, my fingers in her hair, body shaking from how good it feels

Changing her movements, she bobs her head up and down, small ones at first, spit all over my dick

As she goes, her bobs get bigger, sliding up to my head then taking my shaft all the way back in her throat

I watch her, the way my cock moving in her mouth, the look on her face like she's just content to sucking on me all night is mesmerizing

And so fucking hot

Her throat is so tight and when she swallows it constricts around my cock, sending pleasure blasting up my spine

Each movement brings me closer, the tears falling from her eyes driving me insane

"Bbb..baby sss..stop", I groan, pulling her off, "I can't ..I want.."

"You want to cum inside me", she says as she sits up

I nod, "So much baby"

Her mouth is so good but I'd rather cum inside her cunt any fucking day

She takes off her pj pants and panties, climbing in my lap, her soaked pussy wetting me everywhere

Moving on my elbows, I watch her hold my cock up, her pussy taking my head in

"Fuck baby", I pant

She sinks down on my cock, her pretty pussy lips petaling open, her hole stretching beautifully

And inside, fuck, her cunt sucks on my cock as I slip in, latching on, throbbing softly, throwing me into absolute heaven

"Yeosang!", she cries, her head leaning back as she wiggles on my length, her hips rocking as she uses my cock to open her pussy up more

She bottoms me out, grinding on me, moaning for me as I do the same for her

"So good Yeo, fuck baby"

"Yeah jagi, fuck you're perfect", I groan, "Ride my dick baby. Please. Wanna see you bounce for me"

She slides up my cock, then drops back down, taking me all in, her pussy clenching around me hard

"Fuck!", I cry as she starts bouncing, leaning on my leg

"Yes Yeo, oh fuck yes. Baby, fuck", she whines, riding my cock perfectly, her tight little pussy splitting apart for me so fucking pleasurably

Her hole strains on my cock, leaving such a big pretty creamy mess that I can't tear my eyes away from

"Like watching baby?", she teases

She knows very well I love watching her cunt fuck my cock

I nod, mesmerized by the way her swollen lips hug my dick, the way her tiny clit pokes through, throbbing so much, her pussy completely coating my cock in her cream

"My pretty pussy", I murmur, "So pretty taking my cock"

"Mmm love taking your cock so deep inside", she moans, bouncing faster, fucking her spot on my head, "My baby's big fat cock wrecks my pussy so good"

I nod, practically drooling as I watch her, "Always wreck your pussy jagi. I'll always wreck your pussy"

"Mmm yeah Yeo"

My eyes move up her body, watching her boobs bounce, her face in utter pleasure

Pleasure I'm giving her

As I rake my eyes down her body, I stop at her stomach

At the sight I love to see whichever way I'm fucking her

The bulge in her stomach appearing and disappearing as she bounces up and down

I move my hand to her stomach, feeling my cock move inside her

Her hand moves over mine, pressing my hand into her skin, smirking down at me

"Baby loves feeling his dick inside me huh?"

I nod, hypnotized by her

By her smirk, by her words, by the pleasure on her face, by her movements

I'm so fucking in love it's insane

"I love feeling your cock inside me too baby", she whispers, her cunt throbbing on me hard

I was so busy watching her, I didn't realize she's that close

Sliding my hand down, I press my fingers into her clit, rubbing quickly as her bounces gets faster

"Yeosang", she moans, her pussy getting even wetter then it already is

"Cum on my cock you love so much jagi", I urge her, "Please, I want to feel it, wanna feel you, wanna see you"

"Yeosang, oh my god", she cries, slamming down on me, her body arching and shaking as she orgasms,

Bliss slams into me as her pussy chokes my cock and covers me in more cream

I watch her hole spasm around my length, the sight turning me on so much more

When she finishes, I pull her down on top of me, holding her against me, thrusting up into her tight pussy

"Yeosang", she cries, burying her face in my neck, pressing kisses against my skin

She tries to move but I move my hands to her ass holding her down on me, whispering, "Let me give it to you baby"

"Mmmm", she whines

"Please baby", I whimper, thrusting into her over and over, impaling her on my dick, her cunt flowing cream like a river, "You did such a good job sucking me off then fucking me jagi. Now I wanna fuck you"

I drive my length into her, making sure I hit her spot with every thrust, her loud moans fueling me to go faster

"I love you", I murmur, getting lost in the pleasure only she can give me, "I need you. I need to feel you against me baby"

"I love you Yeo", she moans, kissing my jaw, her hand holding the other side of my face softly

"I love you", I repeat, increasing my movements, pounding into her, feeling her pussy tighten around me

"Yeosang", she cries, her body shaking on top of me as she cums

My entire lower body gets soaked from her squirting, her pussy holding my cock in a death grip

"Jagi, jagi, Joanne fuck", I yell, slamming up into her, ecstacy tsunaming over me as hold her down on my shaft, shooting my cum inside her

Stars blast in my vision as we both cum, our bodies pressing as close as we can to each other's, the pleasure so goddamn good

As we finish, her body relaxes into me and I move my arms around her, pressing a kiss into her shoulder

She lifts her head, smiling as she runs her fingers in my sweaty hair, pushing it back off my forehead

She gives me a soft sweet kiss, then starts to move off me

"No, stay jagi", I whisper, tightening my arms around her, "I need to feel you against me"

"Still?", she smiles, looking at me lovingly

"Always baby", I tell her

She kisses me again, then lays back on top of me, her head on my shoulder, her face in my neck

Her skin is so soft against mine, so smooth and I need to feel her

I live for feeling her warm skin on mine

"I love feeling you too baby", she murmurs, kissing my neck

"I'm glad", I smile, running my fingers up and down her back, feeling her tremble against me

"Mmm so comfy Yeo", she murmurs, cuddling into me

"Sleepy jagi?", I chuckle

"Mmm yeah"

"You can sleep baby", I tell her

"Mmm but..but I ordered food..I don't know if it came. It could be sitting outside my apartment"

"Hmmm are you hungry?", I tease

"No", she yawns

"Do you wanna get up?", I ask, already knowing that answer

"No", she whines

"Then sleep baby. I have you ok?", I assure her, "If you wake up and you're hungry, I'll get you food ok?"

"Yeah", she agrees

"I love you Jo", I whisper, pressing a kiss to her forehead, "Don't forget ok? No matter what, I'll never stop loving you, I'll never chose anyone over you"

"Promise?", she whispers

"I swear jagi", I say, wanting her to know she's my one

"I love you Yeosang. More than anything"

I smile, tilting her face up, kissing her

After, I cuddle her, closing my eyes, so glad she knows how much I love her

🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼🐼

J POV

I wake up on top of Yeosang, his arms tightly wrapped around me, his body warm under me

Lifting my head, I watch my gorgeous boyfriend sleep

For the millionth time, I think of how lucky I am that he's mine

And especially after last night, with him making sure I know he loves me

As I look at him, I realize that we slept the entire night through

I didn't wake up

He didn't call Jolene's name

He slept with me in his arms all night

A smile bursts on my face and I can't help kissing his cheek softly

Just as that moment, his alarm on his phone goes off

"Ugh", he groans, reaching out and grabbing his phone

His eyes open, silencing the phone, tossing it back on the night stand

He yawns, his gaze turning to me

"Hi jagi", he says, a smile forming on his face

"Hi baby", I smile, running my fingers in his hair

His fingers move into my hair, pulling me down for a soft kiss

"Time to get up?", he asks when we pull away

"I guess. Another photo shoot today"

He sighs, "Yeah"

"Baby", I start, wanting to ask about his dreams

I hope he doesn't get mad

"Yeah jagi?"

"We...we slept through the night"

He takes in my words, realization entering his eyes

"Yeah we did", he smiles

"Uh...did you...dream-"

"No. She wasn't in my dreams. My dreams were all of you"

I hesitate, "You're...you're not just saying that-"

"I would never just say that jagi", he assures me, looking in my eyes, "I have never lied to you and I never will. My dreams were only of you"

I smile in relief, so glad

Hopefully this whole dreams including her will stop now

"I love you. Only you. Remember?", he asks

I nod, "I remember. And I love you"

He kisses me again, slowly, gently, full of love

And I just fall into his kiss

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"Ready baby?", I ask, coming back into my room after using the bathroom

After being with each other again, we decided we were going to be late enough, so unfortunately we got up

He's sitting on the bed, starting at something in his hand

"Yeo?", I call

His hand closes as he looks up at me

"You uh ok?", I ask, getting nervous

"Yeah", he stands up

"Are you sure?"

He nods and there's nothing I can say

I don't want to push him, don't want him to get angry but I don't want anything to be wrong

After everything, I can't handle if anything is wrong

"So uh, you ..you wanna go? We're gonna be late"

"Yeah ok", he says

I swallow hard, then turn around, hoping he'll talk when he's ready

"Wait jagi", he says

I close my eyes, taking in a breath and turning around

And proceed to have a heart attack at the sight of Yeosang down on one knee

"Yeo?"

He holds his hand out, opening it, a ring against his palm

I gape, wondering if I'm dreaming

"Joanne, I love you more than anything in this world. You are my one Jo. I knew it from the second I laid eyes on you", he says softly, "I bought this a month ago and was waiting for the right time to ask you. But after yesterday, everything I heard, I stopped at the dorm before coming here and I put this in my pocket. I was going to ask you yesterday but after talking with you and being with you, I forgot. When I was switching my wallet and other stuff out of the pants I was wearing yesterday into these, I found it. And I realize this is the perfect time. Anytime where I'm with you is the perfect time"

I feel tears filling my eyes as love and joy fill my body

"There is no one I want by my side for the rest of my life but you", he says, his soft brown eyes gazing lovingly at me, "Joanne, will you marry me?"

"Yes Yeosang", I smile, "Of course yes"

He smiles, standing up, taking my hand and sliding the ring on my finger

"It's beautiful Yeo", I breathe, the gorgeous but simple band and diamond

I look up at him, smiling so widely, moving my arms around his neck, "I love you Yeo. So much. There's no one I'd rather have by my side for my whole life than you. You're my absolute everything Yeo"

"And you're mine", he whispers, then leans down, his lips against mine

I kiss him, pouring all my love into it and feeling all his love in his kiss

When the kiss ends, he leans his forehead against mine, both of us smiling like idiots

His phone goes off, startling both of us

He pulls it out, rolling his eyes as he silences it

"Hongjoong", he says

"Because we're super late now", I giggle

"But it was worth it right?", he teases

"So worth it", I agree, "Now kiss me again so we can go"

He smiles, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that promises forever

[lani-heart]

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genre(s) -> angst, fluff, smut, non-idol, hybrid au, poly au paring(s) -> yeowoosan x reader warning(s) -> smut, foursome, marking, unprotected sex hybrid anatomy ( knotting ), creampies, double-penetration, etc. words -> 1.1K

abstract -> What could go wrong when Yeosang pushed Wooyoung to his heat and now San was starting to get possessive?

y/n's perspective

Yeosang’s heat is lasting a lot longer than I expected he would. It's been way longer than Wooyoung or San's heat. I think it's because of his higher sex drive than the other two… however, he’s starting to push Wooyoung into his own heat. 

Yeosang hasn’t been the nicest of them either with his teasing of the other canine hybrid which means the three of us have been at it for a while now without the panther hybrid since he refused. 

“Why don’t you just join?” Wooyoung said as San pouted, annoyed as he chose to play another video game on the TV while ignoring his question. “San doesn’t want to compete with me~,” Yeosang noted, making the panther growl. 

“Yeah right” he muttered and Yeosang chuckled as he pulled me to him and put his hands on the hem of my skirt… “Come on, San~ Didn’t you say we were all mates? Isn’t that why you told me to confess to her?” Yeosang teased and San scoffed.

“What a pretty girl… look at how wet she is already,” Yeosang said as he lifted my skirt up to show the other two boys… San looked for a second before going back to his game.

“Wooyoung ready for another round?” Yeosang asked and Wooyoung nodded and got closer. 

“San I didn’t think you’d be so nice to them. You must've really spoiled them, Wooyoung is a bit of a brat” Yeosang said as the hybrid laughed before concentrating on the TV again…

“No, I’m not–” “Yes you are,” San interrupted, making the fox pout. “I’m not right y/n?!” he said and before I could answer–

“Angel, you wanna be good right?” Yeosang said and I nodded. “Then tell Woo the truth,” Yeosang said “I don’t think he’s a brat,” I said honestly and he chuckled. “You see!!” Wooyoung yelled and the two hybrids scoffed… “y/n… I’m disappointed” Yeosang pouted and moved away from me…

“Come on” he said as he sat down next to San and pointed on his lap… I listened and straddled his lap where he kissed me. I knew it was to agitate the two hybrids, especially San… I felt him start thrusting up making me whine at the friction. 

“Yeosang…” Wooyoung whined making the Doberman chuckle… he gestured that Wooyoung came closer while I looked over at San who was now staring at us. He offered a slight smile when we met each other’s eyes

“Take her shirt off for us won’t you?” Yeosang asked and I felt Wooyoung’s hands from behind me take off my shirt and bra… 

“Because she defended you I’ll let you fuck her first,” Yeosang said as he grabbed my hands and put them on his shoulder I felt San lift up my skirt and move aside my panties… Wooyoung listened as I felt him enter me, making me moan at the sudden stretch, bottoming out completely.

Usually Yeosang would do a bunch of foreplay but I'm starting to think this is gonna be a long day…

I soon felt a hand on my clit rubbing it in circles making me moan louder. I was leaning into Yeosang when I felt a hand on my chin as San pulled me to kiss me. I moaned into our kiss at the sudden stimulation everywhere…

I broke it up when I needed to catch up my breath to say – “I’m gonna cum” I breathily moaned out and Wooyoung must’ve taken that as his sign to cum into me and knot me… 

“What a pretty sight, right San?” Yeosnag asked as the panther chuckled.

“I still don’t like how the both of you tie her,” he said and Yeosang scoffed. “Shut up, it’ll be your turn soon,” Yeosang said as he moved out from under me and stood up.

“Come on, doll you think you can cum for us one more time?” Yeosang asked and I nodded. “Good kitty,” San said and I felt my mind start to haze at the pleasure and praise. 

“I wanna try something new, okay doll?” Yeosang asked and I nodded. Wooyoung pulled out of me. “Climb on top of San would you?” Yeosnag asked and I felt San’s hands on my hips as he pulled me to his lap… I whined as I felt Wooyoung’s cum drip out of me.

“Wah… making a mess, kitty” he said and I felt my cheeks heat up, almost embarrassed at their wandering eyes. 

“San fuck her” Yeosnag commanded making the hybrid glare… “You don’t tell me what to do” San said and I heard Yeosang scoff “If you don’t want to then I will–” Yeosang got interrupted by San’s growl as he quickly went into me easily with Wooyoung’s cum… “Fuck you’re a mess” San let out as he guided my hips up and down his cock… I soon felt Yeosang from behind collecting Wooyoung’s cum to finger my ass… I whined not knowing what he was planning until he penetrated my other hole making me grip San tightly. 

A string of curse words and moans soon came out as Yeosang stretched me out making me feel so full… I felt tears start to form when I see San laughing…

“Such a pretty view, right Wooyoung?” San grinned as I looked over to see Wooyoung now jerking himself off… “Let's continue giving him a show then~,” Yeosang said as he started moving and I felt so overwhelmed by the two.

Wooyoung had the least stamina when it came to sex whilst these two could compete for hours… I lost count of how many times I came before Yeosang knotted me and I was cockwarming San…

The three gave me many praises as I felt myself lean tiredly against San. “What a pretty kitty… are you okay?” he asked with a soft tone and I nodded with a satisfied smile. 

Yeosang pulled out and so did San when I felt cum start to pour out of me…

“I think we need a new couch, angel,” he said as I looked down to see the stained couch… “That’s not gonna come out” San said and I whined… “Maybe we should get a leather one instead?” Wooyoung suggested. I soon felt the three continue their praises as Yeosang cleaned me up. He carried me to my room when I felt the three bodies climb on my bed…

“We should also order a bigger bed, the night isn't over yet”

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[felixsramen]

can I request an Ateez x reader Smut where they get her to squirt for the first time?

You definitely can. It was a pleasure writing this for you.

It was mean. It was mean for them to push you to your limits. Wooyoungs finger inside you pushing into your gummy walls. You had already had 2 orgasms brought to you by San who was staring down at you with a faux pout. "Can't you take another one Sweetheart. I thought you wanted this." San says teasing you.

It was too much with your other 6 boyfriends watching you. Half of them stroking their dicks lazily around you. "You can take another finger can't you love?" Wooyoung says watching you. He already had two fingers inside you abusing your walls. You whine out Wooyoungs name who just smirks at you.

You look over to Mingi who would usually be the first one to give in to you and normally he would but you pissed him off as much as the other boys.

They had came home to your soft moans. Wooyoung was always the first one to come bouncing in but you hadn't heard him. Too busy rolling your hips on the stuffed animal they had gotten you not even a week ago.

You hadn't even heard the footsteps coming in until you had heard Seonghwas voice chuckling. "Look at our baby. Nasty girl getting off on her stuffed animal we bought her." You look up and your eyes are met with Seonghwas who looks at you.

You stop grinding into your stuffed animal. "You knew better. Now you have to be punished." Seonghwa says eyes becoming dark.

That's how you got into this position Wooyoungs fingers curled inside you fingering you towards another orgasm. "Please let me cum again." You ramble as you're pushed towards another orgasm.

"No ones stopping you Princess. You can cum however many times you like but that doesn't mean we're done with you." Hongjoong says speaking up from his spot.

"Going to cum." You say rambling a mixture of your boyfriends name.

Your high washes over you. It feels much stronger than your other two orgasms. You come back down and realize you squirted on Wooyoungs hand. All the boys look at you in amazement. Wooyoung is shocked yet gets over it quickly smiling like an idiot.

"Y'all see that I made her squirt." Wooyoung says proudly.

"I wanna do it now." San says from beside you.

"You've already had a turn it's my turn." Yunho says getting up and walking towards you.

His long fingers replace where Wooyoung was just minutes ago. "You can do that again for me baby right?" Yunho says watching you hopeful.

You let out a whine as he fucks his fingers into you again.

"Lets see how many times I can get you to squirt."

[kpopjust4u]

February Filth Fest - Day 22

Post Date: 22nd February 2023 Pairing: Yeosang x Fem!Reader Content: Smut - Masterbation WC: 531 TW?: Bandmate!Yeosang/ Bandmate!Reader/ Pretty cock Yeosang/ Masterbation 

February Filth Fest Masterlist                         Prompt list

With the clocks ticking past two in the morning, Yeosang tosses and turns in his bunker bed, below his other bandmate. Unable to even close his eyes without getting frustrated.

It honestly didn't help with the sound of snoring of his bandmate above him, practically vibrating the bunker with the power it had. Not only that, but Yeosang's ears perk up to the sound of you in the next room, on the phone with someone.

"None of the other bandmates makes me as wet as Yeosang does, his voice, his looks. Girl, I'm dead everytime he looks at me." He hears you say on the phone, giggling.

This makes him just wonder how wet can he really get you, with his hand wandering down his body as he continues to listen in on your conversation, pulling out his cock and spreading his precum over his shaft. He bites down on his lip, trying to keep himself quiet, finding himself quite lucky that the sleeping friend above him is a heavy sleeper.

"I wouldn't say no to him, he could have me anywhere and anytime." You continue to gossip with your friend in the next room, unknowing that Yeosan's hand starts to work its way up and down his shaft at a relatively quick pace.

Hearing you talking about him like that has his mind going wild, just wondering what would actually happen if he tried anything. He's had a crush on you since you joined the band, but the fact that you've said that about him only, he growls deeply, hissing when his thumb grazes over the tip of his cock.

Only hoping it was you on it rather than his hand.

"I would make the first move, but I doubt he wouldn't look at me the same way." Oh how wrong you actually were, Yeosang lays there, edging himself purposefully just to hear you speak, your words sending pleasure straight to his cock.

"Oh, baby. You're so wrong, I'd do anything for you, to you." Yeosang mumbles to himself unable to concentrate on anything else at this point.

"God, talking about him has got me so turned on..." You whine slightly before another little burst of giggles, "I wonder if he's awake, maybe I could shoot my shot?".

You ask your friend who pushes you towards the idea.

"I wouldn't- Fuck- Say no." He hisses to himself again, moaning through the middle of his sentence when he could just imagine seeing your face when he's deep inside of you, hearing you cry his name out loud.

He wouldn't even care if the other bandmates hear you, he wants you. Especially more now than ever.

Unable to hear your footsteps getting closer due to the overwhelming urge to cum, just for you, Yeosang's head pushes back into the pillow beneath him, sighing and taking a harsh breath as he edges himself closer for the last time.

Until white beads of his cum cover his hand, whimpering, "Y/N!" as quietly as he could with the pleasure pulsing through him.

"Yeo?" You call out, biting your lip with a whimper, at the sight of him when you let yourself into the room.

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[multiwreckedmess]

February Filth Fest - Day 26

Pairing: Yeosang x fem!Reader Prompt: Vampire (omegaverse was the other option) WC: 3.3k Summary: Yeosang is a good vampire. He only hunts animals, he doesn’t meddle with humans, he’s tried to live an upstanding afterlife. Yeosang isn’t perfect, but he tries to be. Then you came along. A human, unaware of how delicious you smell. TW/CW: BLOOD (he’s a vampire), animal death, scent/tasting kink?, heavy “damnation” references, no protection mentioned. It’s a vampire au?

It was a fitting punishment for his sins, falling for a human girl. So delicate, so fragile, so vulnerable in comparison to a vampire no matter how malnourished. Every second with you tested him. Holding your hand felt like dousing himself in holy water and still he couldn’t help pressing his palm against your wrist to feel your heartbeat in his palm.

There were so many reasons he could not, should not, be involved in your life. He’d tried telling you starting with his inability to cook, his quiet personality, the way he could only hang out in person for short spurts. So many more that he couldn’t possibly tell you least of which was his occasional craving for the taste of blood. Especially your blood. Your blood which smells sweet and floral and crisp like apple blossom water was running in your veins instead of iron and oxygen.  

It was particularly bad during your weekly drama watch. Starting on opposite sides of the couch somehow you’d still end up with the side of your torso resting against his arm, hot and heavy, head tilted away from him exposing the underside of your chin. Still as a statue he forced himself to sit facing forward for fear he would be able to see your heartbeat pulsing in your artery and be unable to help himself. In those moments, when your eyes would flutter with a yawn, nestling into him, he felt most like the monster the storybooks made his kind out to. Fangs extending in his saliva filled mouth, lubricated and prepared to make precise incisions to feed from. He’d suck back the drool and make an excuse. Astigmatism- he couldn’t drive too late! Or an early morning so he had to leave immediately. Anything easily believable and difficult to fact check. 

It was an easy slip up. Yeosang had miscalculated the time between your drama catchup session and his next feeding by a few days. The short month of February had thrown him off, as it always did, but it had never been an issue until you. You who had a standing obligation with him. You who he craved so desperately. You who he was so sure he could fight off his natural instincts for that he ignored the itch of his tongue and went to your house. Your house that was filled with your scent, your sanctuary that he had tricked his way into. 

He knew he’d fucked up the second you opened the door. Legs and arms fully exposed you hugged him on sight, if he’d been less than fully covered the warmth of your bare skin surely would have set him ablaze. “Aren’t you warm, Sangie? It’s like 60 degrees!” Your bright smile, so trusting. It would be so easy to just grab you and-”no, It’s best to try to acclimate as warm as possible so the summer heat doesn’t get you.” “Well, come on in, we have two whole episodes plus they released an extended…” you rattled off as he stepped over the threshold. After the first time you’d invited him in he didn’t need to wait. The invitation was permanent unless reversed by a ritual. A ritual Yeosang doubted you were even aware of. Still he liked to wait for your permission, another invisible boundary he put up.

You’d already poured him his customary glass of dry red wine otherwise he’d have told you not to. His veins dry, the alcohol quickly swirled around and engulfed his body. You smelled so good. Maybe better than you’d ever smelled. “Did you do something with your hair? New shampoo?” Yeosang slurred as you relaxed back into him. “No, actually I forgot to shower today…so maybe the extra oil is making my hair longer?” Drool pooling in his cheeks, Yeosang sucked the saliva from his mouth, swallowing hard. So pliant already he wondered how the acidity of the wine might compliment the fruity sweetness he smelled on you. He tried to eat a few kernels of your popcorn as the first episode started to soak up what his body hadn’t already osmosed but the kernals stuck tacky in his mouth. He doesn’t even notice his fingers traveling the length of your arm to grip your wrist. Not until you stretch, hitting him with a fresh wave of your scent, heart rate accelerating in his grasp. You squeak as his hand tightens. Yeosang leaps away from you the second he realizes what he’s done, fangs long in his mouth he stammers. “Its late, sorry I have to- my eyes aren’t good at night and- well it’s late and we got started late.” He’s yanking his shoes on kneeled in the entryway looking like you’ve deeply offended him. “Yeosang we’re barely through the first episode, can’t you last 15 minutes?” He’s pinching his nose as he looks at you, eyes pleading, “I can’t be here a minute longer really I’m so sorry it’s not you-” Yeosang looks physically pained as his second shoe slides on, standing to face you. You can’t help yourself, reaching out to tenderly fix a lock of his hair.

Yeosang does it automatically despite having tempered the instinct for many years. Eyes narrowing he charms you as you touch him. For you it’s instantaneous, for Yeosang it’s a slow motion horror show as your eyes roll backwards, body starting to crumple to the floor. He catches you, cradling your limp body. His hair raises, stomach turning. He’s hungry, you’re available. You’re his friend. It would be so natural for him to just lean over and sink his teeth into the side of your neck, painless for you, he’d be done before you woke up. At worst you’d wake a little woozy and with a couple of small wounds on your neck, easily written off by your fall. “I can’t. I have to focus. I can’t.” Yeosang heaves your dead weight over his shoulder and carries you to your bed. The length of your hallways feel miles longer than they used to be. Your room is as wide as an ocean, swimming drenched in you, the air is so thick he can taste it. Softly collapsing onto your side on the mattress.  “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He pants, gently arranging your limbs and fixing your hair.

Eyes bleary you see his mop of black hair and stark white skin. A pleasant mirage that your fingers search and grasp for. “Don’t leave. You can’t.” The vision fades to black, drifting back into a glorious dream. Floating. Yeosang. The sun is so hot. His kiss is a cool sip of water. You drink, lapping at dew drops unable to quench your thirst. The sun is so hot it warms you from the outside, baking your heart, setting fire to your veins. But he still feels so cold. You need the cold or you’ll turn to ash. You need him.

Each of your fingers interlacing with his damns him and your soft voice seals the writ. A predator held captive by his prey. The itch at the back of his mind, the hunger, almost felt like penance. The sting of cosmic retribution. Muscles stiffening he tries to readjust your hand in his, your heart fluttering wildly. “Sangie?” You call in a whispered pout. “I’m here. I’m not leaving.” It’s my fault. I should be the one to burn and be consumed by the consequences of each of my dumb decisions that led me here. Laying down next to you, face up stiff as a board, Yeosang stares at the ceiling. He tries to center himself. Tries to ignore the monster he is. Tries to sink into the guilty feeling and let it absorb the others around it. You inch your way across the gap, jolting him with your fiery touch. A smoldering ember pressed to his side, you sigh happily unaware of the scorching pit of damnation you’ve opened up below Yeosang. Sinking into him he’s like soft fresh linens, crisp and refreshing. The cool side of the pillow on a warm night, slowly absorbing your heat as you drift between conscious and unconscious.

Yeosang slips his phone out of his pocket. It’s been a minute since he’d last charmed another human but he doesn’t recall it lasting this long. Dangling his leg off the side of the bed he wiggles his foot, each second an eternity. Your pulse is slow and steady, like a metronome keeping the seconds of his captivity. The tug between letting his mind wander and keeping it penned in is intense. Letting his mind wander passes the time quickly. Letting his mind wander, it takes dangerous roads. Roads that lead between your thighs, another opportune place to bite. Soft tender flesh of the inner thigh, the apex of blood and sex. How sweet you must be there, how velvety, how delicious… Fuck, he can’t do this. He can’t do this. Yeosang doesn’t have to look hard for your keys, hung on a small hook just inside your door. He just needs a snack. Something small. Something easy. Something to get him through a couple more hours with you. A squirrel. A fat sluggish thing gorging itself on street trash. The catch is easy for him, unfairly easy. Unable to comprehend inescapable fate it has reached it fight and wriggles in Yeosangs palm. He’s merciless and efficient with it, snapping the neck quietly between his hands. Gulping and slurping sickly at the reddish fluid the circle of life continues from one gluttonous beast to the next. His stomach churns and works itself into knots as though the wrathful hands of god were grabbing and squeezing him like he had his meal. Tossing the corpse to the side he doubles over, coughing and gagging. Blood dribbles from the side of this mouth staining his skin a pale pink. Toes of his shoes dragging on the pavement he wills himself back to your side, sliding the door open quietly, hanging your keys back into place, and slipping next to you. It’s his fault. It’s all his fault. He has to deal with the consequences. It’s all his fault.

“Sangie?” “Had to use the bathroom,” he lies. “You smell like smoke and metal.” You sling your leg back over him, trapping him. Back to the inferno for him he swallows hard. “Are you feeling better?” “If I say I am, will you leave?” “Yes.” “I’m feeling horrible, please stay.” Yeosang’s laugh comes out more like a sob, diaphragm flinching and punching the air from his lungs. “You’re so difficult.” “Why do you want to leave so badly? Can you just tell me the truth for once. I don’t even mind that you lied so many times….” He’s been dreading this moment, somehow inevitable despite his continuous promises to someday disappear. Rooted to the spot he sighs. “Please Yeosang, I’ll drop it. I’ll never ask again.” “I want to eat you and I don’t know how much longer I can stop myself from doing so.”

It wasn’t like you hadn’t noticed something was weird with Yeosang. It was his charm. A cross between a victorian man and an otaku he was a man of quiet contradictions. Funny and smart but spacy and wistful. Always cool to the touch but never cold. Content to open doors and hold your hand but hesitant to loosen his strict rules. “Okay, how can I help?” Yeosangs eyes bulge in his head. “I can’t. I can’t ask that of you.” “How come you haven’t before? You’ve had chances.” “I messed up. My schedule is off. Tonight was supposed to be the night. You’re not in danger but…” he trails off. You squeeze him, “You’re hungry? A tear slips from the corner of his eye onto the pillow. “I’m your host. I shouldn't let my guest starve.” His fingers slip from your hand to your wrist. “Are you sure? I promise I can make it as painless as possible I can-I can-” he stutters, mouth coating itself in preparation. “I don’t care if it hurts, I want you to stay.”

Mentally he rips in two, ecstatic and frightened. “Oh-okay.” This is not how he expected you to answer. This isn’t how most humans answer. “Do you need to…from a specific place?” Wringing his hands is glances, raking over your body. “Neck, arm, thigh. Those three are the easiest. Neck and arm are more easily spotted. I can try to be as precise as possible but you’ll have…you’ll be marked. For a week or two at least. Thigh is…it has to be your inner thigh, quite high up.” His eyes catch on the bunched fabric of your shorts. “So then…thighs seem the best, I don’t mind if you don’t.” Trembling, he kneels at your feet, hands caressing your shins. Vibrating so quickly he could shake a bolt loose from the bedframe his fingers slowly travel up your inner thighs. It’s like every shameful fantasy he’s had while chin deep in a deer carcass. “Yeosang, that tickles!” He glares back at you, slapping your thigh lightly. “I’m trying to concentrate, it’s been a minute since I’ve done this with a human.” The closer his face gets the more potent you are, a dizzying perfume. Fangs fully descended, they glint in the night, pointed pearly white. “You know, you’re really hot when you look like you’re about to devour me.” “How do you know I won’t?” His fangs glint as he smiles, licking his lips. Slowly he lowers his mouth to your inner thigh, midway to your apex. Your heart rate jumps as you giggle. Slowly he presses open-mouthed kisses up your thigh, despite his heart not pumping blood for a century his chest still feels like it might explode. The thrumb of your artery grows closer, the sensitive skin of his lips honing in on the perfect spot. Tongue laid flat his slowly licks the patch of skin, sucking at it gently, teasing himself, prolonging the anticipation, letting your heart rate grow to a frenzy. His hand catches your opposite thigh as it threatens to clench around him, Fangs glancing your supple flesh you squirm and sigh. “Yeosang please!” You tug his locks gently, tilting his face up to look at you. “Please just do it.” “Prey that begs, that’s a new one,” he sucks a pretty purple bruise into you as you moan and wiggle.

With one swift move his fangs puncture the fragile skin right at the apex of your thigh. The holes are incredibly clean, blood flowing immediately. Mouth open in a silent scream, your back arches, the adrenaline numbs the shot of pain that travels the length of your nervous system. If Yeosang thought your scent was strong before it was suffocating now. The first taste of you lingers on his teeth pricking his tongue. Losing his reason almost entirely he laps at the wound, palms pressed to either side, encouraging blood to flow out. It sears him from the inside, white hot as it overflows into his mouth over his lips and tongue. He can hardly help his palm rubbing your clit indirectly, your pleasure adding a spice to your natural flavor. He sounds sinful as he feasts, lips smacking, slurping, growling and groaning. His hips grinding into the bed as he dips the tips of his fangs back into you, just slightly, just enough to keep you open. “You taste so fucking good,” Yeosang snarls, dropping to the floor at the side of the bed pulling your ass with him, thighs balanced on either side of his shoulders. The feed having renewed and emboldened him. “Do I? Fuck, Yeosang it feels so good.” Lips locking around the open wound he draws deeply, sending you squealing and writhing against the sheets. Gulping he follows the trail to its natural conclusion, slipping his tongue over your clothed slit. “Yeah babe, like apple pie. Can I take these off? Don’t want to get blood on your sheets or clothes.” You nod, hurriedly stripping. “We’re going to make your first time so good,” he says, slipping two fingers into your cunt with ease, tongue returning to the trickle of warm blood dripping down your thigh. “I’m not-” Yeosang gives you a withering look, “you’ve been bitten before?” “No but-” “-Then it’s your first time.” suckling the wound, he pumps his fingers in and out of your walls. He likes the tingles of pain that shoot down his spine as you tug his hair closer, encouraging him to continue. He loves how you quiver as he sucks harshly, heels pressing into his back to ground your aching legs.  Most of all he needs to ruin you for anyone else who tries to replace him.

Yeosang hardly notices that he’s stripped himself. Lost to the scratch of your fingertips twitching in his hair as you cum, he could’ve completed a marathon without knowing. Your walls fluttering he gently licks the clotting holes, savoring in the mixture of your release and your blood. Letting the flavors mix and meld on his tongue like a fine wine. Shakily he stands, fitting the head of his cock to your entrance. Finally able to appreciate his body he looks like the statue of David himself. Marble white and cut from the same stone he’s had time to craft the perfect image of a man. He pushes into you easily, walls eager to accept his length. Mouth dropping open and head falling back he looks possessed. Your cunt is like an iron brand enclosing and searing his cock. It had been so long since he’d felt another person on him so intimately he’d forgotten the depth of the heat that it could spring in his stomach. Hunching over you his forehead on yours he bears his teeth, using all of his strength to fuck into you like a ragdoll. Practically levitating from the vigor of his thrusts he scoops you from the bed, letting gravity aid in forcing him deeper into your walls.

“Yeosang!” Your voice bounces with each slap of skin on skin. “Isstoomuch!” Your core clenches down around him painfully. “Just a little more, you can handle just a little more can’t you? For me just a little more?” Yeosang begs, face pressed to your neck. Blood pressure spiking high his senses alert him that you physically can’t go much longer without passing out. The pressure is so intense you clamber in his arms, searching for relief, finally biting down on his shoulder as he chases his high blindly. Pulsing and clenching, fucking you feels like damnation, indulging in every sin on the way down to the pit. He chokes back a whine as he paints your walls white. The sudden heat pushes you over the edge with a groan, your release reopening your wounds, blood trickling down Yeosang’s abs, streaking his pelvis with blood and cum. The scent tickling his nostrils he stoops to tend to you immediately, dropping your back to the bed so you can ride through your high on his tongue and fingers. “Don’t leave! Don’t leave,” you chant and grapple at the sheets, hand seeking his to hold. He smiles tenderly, humans, such funny things. Willing to bleed out if it means being able to hold their lovers hand. “Will I- am I-” “Turning is a much more involved process. Don’t worry.” Yeosang collapses back on the bed, hand still in yours, feeling your pulse through your wrist. It’s almost quiet enough to hear the thudding of your heart in the night in between breaths. If each person has a monster at least he’s yours.

I”M SORRY I FELL OFF. I met Johnny Suh and Eric Nam irl and tbh since then i’ve had writers block pretty extensively.

That said, I wrote this one because I was excited about it and I plan on looping back to complete a slew of half written prompts so hopefully some of those got posted before this!!

As always thank you for all the likes and feedback, it still stuns me that people make it passed the first paragraph.

[thelargefrye]

more boyfriend!yeosang content ft. animal crossing suffer with me tag: @sanjoongie

SMUT AHEAD!! MDNI WITH THIS!!

yeosang was happy that you got along with this members. it brought him a sense of joy knowing that his members would always make you feel included with them whenever you were around.

he loved how wooyoung would always cook something new for you and despite how he might be annoyed with the whole “husband” and “wife” thing, it still made his heart swell seeing you two get along.

not only did you get along well with wooyoung, his best friend, but you also got along well with the eldest of the group. especially recently with how seonghwa has been inviting you to play animal crossing with him. the two of you visiting each other’s islands and gifting each other things.

yeosang has grown accustomed to how addictive you’ve been to the game. allowing you to come over and just lay between his legs and play your game while he watched whatever he wanted. that’s how he figured out you and seonghwa were playing together, when he noticed seonghwa's little villager running around with your own.

sometimes he felt like he should be jealous. especially with how you would let out a few school-girl giggles at your switch as you played. but yeosang knew he should just let you go and that you were only bonding with his band member.

“sang, does my beach look cute?” you say as you show your boyfriend your beach you had just finished decorating on your island.

“it’s cute,” he says before pressing a kiss to your temple, his hands traveling underneath the hoodie you were wearing. yeosang notes that it’s the hoodie hongjoong had bought you while they were in tokyo.

yeosang smiles at the memory of his leader gifting you the hoodie. you were so happy and thankful that you started tearing up while hongjoong only hugged you while and told you not to cry.

“is hyung still playing with you?” yeosang ask as messes with the elastic of your shorts. his fingers dangerously close to dipping inside your shorts to mess with you.

“we’re gonna play later. he said he had plans today with some old friends,” you told your boyfriend as you adjusted yourself between his legs to get a little more comfortable. you heaved a breathy sigh as yeosang finally gave in and dipped his fingers below the waistband of your shorts but still over your underwear.

“don’t sound too disappointed, baby, or did you forget who your actual boyfriend was?” yeosang teases, breath heavy and hot against the shell of your ear as he started touching you over your underwear.

you let out a small gasp as you felt yeosang begin to press slow circles onto your clit. you furrowed your eyebrows at the pleasure that slowly began to build up.

“y-yeo…” you let out a small whine as you crane your head back to look at your boyfriend. honestly, it had been awhile since the two of you had touched each other or had sex. you won’t lie, you feel kind of self conscious knowing you haven’t shaven in a while.

“you’re already getting wet for me, have you missed me?” he asks, his teasing tone evident in his voice as he leads over to kiss your cheek. “why don’t you continue to play your game while i play with you,” he says and you feel a heat cover your face at his words.

“w-wait, yeosang,” you say and you immediately feel yeosang remove his hand from inside your shorts. “i… gosh i feel so embarrassed saying this,” you say as you let your switch fall against your chest with a huff.

“what’s wrong, y/n? embarrassed about what?”

“it’s just… i haven’t shaven down there and i don’t want you to be… i don’t know… weirded out or something,” you say as you fiddle with the hem or your hoodie.

“oh baby, you don’t need to feel embarrassed about that. i’ll always wanna fuck this cute pussy whether it’s shaven or not,” he tells you as his hand comes back down to cup your heat before he gives it a gently pat. “do you want to stop? would it make you more comfortable?”

“n-no, i don’t want to stop,” you say as you place your hand on top of his in order to somewhat guide him to continue to touch you. “i’ve missed you so much.”

“i’ve missed you too, pretty girl. those videos you sent me while i was tour… baby you have no idea what you do to me,” he starts as he slowly begins touching you again. you let out a shuddered breath as he slips your shorts off and discards them somewhere in his floor. you’ll get the later. “no idea how much i love watching you touch yourself, filling yourself with your dildo… your dildo that’s in the shape of my cock. does it fill you up like i do?”

“sometimes… but then i remember it’s not really you and it makes me frustrated,” you confess as you watch your boyfriend’s hand play with you over your underwear. your grey underwear exposing just how wet you’re becoming thanks to yeosang’s touches. “i get frustrated and then upset because i miss you,” you add on softly, that’s also when you remember your animal crossing was still going. the soft music from the game still playing as your little villager was probably idle now.

yeosang smiles softly as he leans down to kiss your cheek before softly nuzzling his nose into your cheek. “you’re so cute, thank you for telling me,” he says before he’s removing your underwear finally. it’s felt like forever since he’s last touch you and yeosang doesn’t wait any time before he’s playing with your wet folds. “now like i said earlier, pretty girl, why don’t you play your game and i’ll play mine.”

you can only nod as you pick your switch back up, trying to focus back on the game as yeosang runs his fingers over your folds. the tips of his fingers just barely entering you before he’s moving them away in order to rub, tease, and pinch your clit. you can’t help the surprised cry that leaves your lips when you feel him gently tug on your pubic hairs before he’s finally shoving two of his fingers inside of you.

you let out a small moan as he begins fingering you. it takes a lot of control to keep your hands from fully trembling as you hold your switch. you feel like you’re doing well despite how yeosang was doing better at fingering you. you had to stop yourself from tossing your switch to side in order to watch your boyfriend fully please you.

"does it feel good?" yeosang ask, his breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. you don't trust your voice so you opt to nod your head vigorously instead. yeosang was always good at pleasuring you, knowing your body probably better than you knew it. that's one of the things you truly loved about him.

"y-yeo," you say with a breathy moan and yeosang lets out a small hum in response as his fingers rub between your folds, up and down your slit. "i love you," you tell him as you watch your little villager run around in circles.

"i love you too, y/n," he responds and you move your head in order to look up at him. you feel your heart skip a beat when you see he's already looking down at you, a soft smile gracing his face.

"can i have a kiss please?" you ask, head feeling a little light as yeosang's fingers go back to pumping in and out of you.

"of course," he says before leaning over in order to connect his lips to yours. the kiss isn't anything to heated, but instead soft and full of love. when yeosang pulls away he gives you another smile before adjusting your body, throwing one of your legs over his own as his free hand comes up with lift your hoodie up and over your breasts.

you hadn't worn a bra today simply because you didn't feel like it. you hear your boyfriend hum as his hand comes up to give your breast a good squeeze before reaching over to your other breast to pinch your nipple. you let out a small moan as yeosang continues to grope you.

"hmm, you know... i wonder what seonghwa would say if he saw you like this?" yeosang says as his lips press against your temple. you can basically feel his smirk. "i bet you think he would be shocked by how well you fall apart for me, but really... hyung is such a perv. he would get off to watching us go at it like animals," he adds with a laugh when you whine at his words. "you're just so pretty, i can't just keep you to myself can i? i want to be selfish, but i know you secretly love the attention they give you. my pretty attention whore."

"yeo..." you say, fingers gripping onto your switch harshly as you feel your orgasm beginning to build up faster and faster with his words.

"should i call seonghwa now? tell him how excited you are to play with him? i bet he would like that, he adores you so much. i should be jealous, but i can't. it's like an ego boost knowing my members want you."

"d-don't," you manage to choke out as you begin to grind your hips onto yeosang's fingers. "p-please- so... so embarrassed," you say and yeosang laughs at how you're starting to act.

"i know how much you admire seonghwa. he always looks after you, you would feel embarrassed if he seen you so vulnerable," yeosang said and you nod your head in agreement to his words. yeosang smiles as you before pressing another kiss to your head. "are you close to cumming?"

you nod again and let out a shaky yes! which causes yeosang to immediately speed up his fingers as the wet sounds of your pussy finally ring loudly in your ears. you arch your back a little bit as you grow closer and closer to your climax.

"then come for me, pretty girl, show me how well i make you come," he says before you're clenching around his fingers and coming with a loud cry. you let your eyes close as you fall slack against your boyfriend who does well to hold you close to him.

"you did so well, letting me play with you," he whispers in your ear as he kisses you. he takes your switch from your hands, putting it to side as he moves you to rest against him.

you could feel yourself getting exhausted from your orgasm and you're about to fall asleep when you both suddenly hear a knock sound at yeosang's bedroom door.

"y/n-ah! my plans ended earlier than i thought, do you want to play now?" seonghwa's voice is cheery and light as he speaks from the other side of the door.

you give your boyfriend a panicked look as you thrash around the bed looking for your underwear and shorts as you fix your hoodie.

"y-yeah, just... just give me a second!" yeosang couldn't help the smile that decorated his face as he watches you put your clothes back on before you're reaching over him for your switch. your boyfriend quickly cups your face, giving you a kiss before he's watching you tumble to the door. "hi!" you say once you open the door and seonghwa gives you a smile before he's allowing you to lead the way to the living room where you'll end up playing together for the next few hours.

yeosang can only peacefully smile as he lays in his bed for a few more moments before he's finally getting up and following where you and seonghwa had went.

[thetypingpup]

OOH I HEARD HARD HOURS R OPEN ANYWAY HERES MINE-

my brain. has been so occupied. with sub yeo. for like a whole week at least. like my every other thought is sub yeosang HELLPP 😭 hes just. such a pretty princess type of boy ya know? i need to praise him so hes all shy nd giggly and to boss him around a bit (gently ofc hes too sweet for me to imagine treating too harshly im mostly soft dom) AWASDGGFDV AND someone pointed out that he looked like he had very short shorts or boxers on in a recent live nd it makes me think of being on a facetime call with him nd noticing it and being like "can you lower the camera a bit for me baby?" and hes like a bit shy nd blushy but he does it! nd like asking him to do stuff like lift his shirt nd he gets turned on by it all nd ANYWAY IM DIZZY ILL SHUT UP NOW SO THIS DOESNT GET TOO LONG JSJDNDN

He’d appreciate a soft doting dom so much omg. He loves hearing you tell him he’s a good boy, loves being a good boy for you, and his need pushes past any shyness he feels. Imagine that facetime call and you ask if he can be a good boy and lower the camera for you. He blushes, but of course he can be a good boy for you, so he obeys without question. Your tongue darts out and sweeps over your lip at the sight of his thighs, just eyeing the hints of muscle you can see peeking out from his shorts, and the heat on his face intensifies. You hone in on that sight, watching the rise and fall of his breath, watching the bulge in his boxers get more and more prominent by the moment. 

“Good boy” you murmur, and he shudders because fuck he loves when your voice gets all low and seductive like this. Your leering gaze makes him shy, but also turns him on so fucking much, loving that he can have this effect on you. He not so subtly lets his legs fall open, letting you see more of his thighs. He leans back on his hands, waiting for your next command. In a voice just as sultry as before, you ask if he can be a good boy and take off his shirt for you. With a shaky breath, he nods, quickly shedding his top and letting you get a good look at his bare chest. His blush deepens as it sinks in that he’s basically doing a cam show for you, putting himself on display, but it turns him on, knowing this little show is for your eyes only.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby. Wish I was there so I could play with you myself.” You shamelessly praise him, and his cock twitches at your filthy words.

“Since I’m not there, can you be a good boy and play with yourself for me?” You suggest, and his heart palpitates so fast he swears it’ll burst out of his chest. Apparently the prospect of putting on a show for real was enough to make him fully hard, and like the good boy he is, he frees his cock and lets you enjoy the enticing sight of him stroking his cock.

"That's my good boy. Keep going just like that." You encourage him, your eyes following the motion of his hand as if hypnotized. With a breathy moan, he nods, getting himself off for you like the good boy he is.

[muselin]

Ateez Wildcards - scent play

Who: Ateez x afab!reader

What: smut ⛔️🔞 scent play (please look this up properly if you don't know what it is in a sexual context, it's not the most common of kinks), oral (reader receiving), rimming (reader receiving), dom!reader x sub!San, degradation (Wooyoung)

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Hongjoong

"Here? Now?" Your voice pitched into a whisper as your eyes darted to the door nervously.

"Yes." Hongjoong's breath fanned over your the skin of your abdomen as he was kissing his way down your body. As he got to your crotch he made no move to take your panties off. You felt him nuzzle into you through the fabric, breathing in and his hands dug into his own trousers, taking out his cock and he began to stroke himself.

"You smell so fucking good," he said smiling, his tone lilting melodically. Despite the niggling feeling of embarrassment you had every time he did this, seeing how relaxed and happy he would get made it impossible not to enjoy.

You guided the hand he wasn't stroking himself with to the waistband of your panties and pushed it down. You loved watching how Hongjoong's eyes would darken and his breaths would get shallower as he uncovered you. He took one of your legs out but left the underwear dangling on the other and buried his face between your legs. He breathed in deep and let his tongue dart out just for a small taste. His grip around his cock tightened and a quiet grunt bubbled up from his throat. He thrust into his own hand and kissed up your thigh, stopping to inhale the remnants of your scent from your panties and returning back to the source.

Seonghwa

There was no stopping his deep moans and neither did you want to, your back arching as he kissed and kissed around your nipples. Seonghwa held your wrists above your head, his body covering yours and his face buried in your chest. He nuzzled higher, tracing lines with his nose across your sternum and relishing in it. Warmth came with it, from his lips, from his hands, from his thighs pressing over yours and his hard cock rutting just over your mound as he continued to lavish attention on your chest.

"Don't move," his deep voice froze you in place when you tried to squirm under him and open your legs so you could feel his cock against your pussy. His grip on your wrists tightened and he pressed his weight down on you, immobilising you. He raised his head, his eyes so dark when he fixed you with a warning gaze. Then bent down, lips finding your neck and he closed his teeth over the delicate skin.

"Ah..."

There was something he was indulging in that you couldn't pick up on, intent as he was on smelling your skin, kissing along the way until he returned to the middle of your chest. Another moan resonated from him as he stayed there, reaching to stroke himself against your thigh.

Yunho

He patted at the base of his neck, his smile widening when you started making your way over to him from the other side of the sofa. He was patting your seat, inviting you to straddle his face and you obliged, kicking off your shorts and underwear before seating yourself where he wanted you.

Yunho's hands locked over your hips automatically and his eyes drifted shut as he inhaled in the close proximity of your pussy. As if it was not enough, he reached and parted your folds with his fingers, bringing his face closer and inhaling again.

"Yunho! Stop it!" You yelped and giggled but it quickly turned into a moan when he brought a finger to circle over your clit. His other hand flew to his cock and he hissed as he wrapped his fingers around it, your scent covering his senses.

"How about I keep doing this for you, make you feel good, and you just let me do my thing?" He threw out, finding a rhythm with his fingers over your clit and still smelling you.

"Mmm... mm, okay." You were sounding a little breathless, it was an offer you saw no reason to decline. He quickened his fingers on your clit and you instinctively parted your thighs wider, sitting closer to his face as you moaned.

"Perfect," Yunho mused quietly, stroking himself and you as he revelled in your scent.

Yeosang

"I can't do anymore, I'm done," you were panting, drenched in sweat as you sat on the bench in the weights section.

"Are you sure," Yeosang asked as he finished a squat and unloaded the weights away. You nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than to collapse in the bathtub upstairs. You let Yeosang drag you from the gym downstairs up to your apartment and into your bathroom. Once there he undressed you, however, he made no move to turn the water on.

He blinked rapidly a few times and licked his lips, then pushed you down to sit on the edge of the bath and knelt between your thighs. You were the only one naked and you tugged on his drenched t-shirt. He pulled it over his head but immediately returned to you, bringing his lips to your chest.

"Yeosang! I'm all sweaty, let me shower first and then we can--"

"No, don't shower yet," he said between kisses, seeming to trail further and further away from the centre of your chest. He guided your arms up around his neck and leaned over you, his kisses ghosting over your ribs and higher, under your arm. There he seemed to pause, resisting you when you tried to bring your arms down and push him away.

"Yeosang, what are you--"

Your words died in your throat when he brought a hand between your legs, trailing his fingers between your folds as he took your scent in.

"You just smell really good, let me stay."

You didn't often hear that tone from him, that tone that told you he was incredibly turned on by something. You resigned yourself to his attention, relaxing against him and feeling his breath tickle at your ribs.

San

"Keep going," you ordered San, guiding his fingers inside your panties. He was biting his lip as his fingers stimulated you, becoming increasingly more slippery. He could see you from beneath the blindfold but he felt your presence, your warmth and wetness on his fingers and he couldn't wait to smell you.

"Good boy," you praised him, running your fingers through his hair and pulling his hand away. You stood up and removed the soaked underwear. "But not good enough."

San whined, straining against the tight ropes keeping him bound to the chair and you hovered over him, the underwear in your hand an inch from his face.

"If you can cum like this, I'll consider letting you have more."

You brought a hand between his naked thighs, forming a loose fist over his straining cock for him to thrust into.

San arched up, breathing in deep where you dangled your panties over his face, at the same time bucking his hips up to thrust into your hand. You felt him harden up more as you watched his body struggle to choose between getting more of the pleasure of your scent from above or bringing more stimulation to his own cock from below. You tortured him like this, not bringing the underwear any lower and relished in his desperate moans as he rutted and bucked into your fist, precum leaking over your fingers.

Mingi

He moaned greedily over your folds, tongue buried inside you as he held your hips still. Mingi held you on all fours as he was devouring you from behind, indulging in you in more ways than one. In this position his nose was right over your other entrance and he shamelessly breathed you in as he tasted you at the same time.

Thoughts of embarrassment weren't quite fully forming in your brain, not when Mingi's fingers were holding onto your hips so tightly and he was eating you out for dear life. You heard an amused, muffled noise and felt the tip of his tongue drag from your clit over your entrance and further to your ass.

"Mingi... fuck..."

Your back arched involuntarily, getting you practically grinding against his face.

"Yeah, just like that," he growled as he stilled. "You want it, you work for it."

A needy moan tumbled out of your lips as you moved your hips in circles, trying to get his tongue to lave over every little crevice and sensitive spot. You could hear his harsh breathing and you knew he was still breathing you in, wanting to drown in your scent as you fucked his face.

Wooyoung

Why you ever agreed to start going to dance practice with Wooyoung you could not remember. It never ended the way it was planned. Not that that was a conscious thought as you were pressed into the hard floor of the practice room. Wooyoung was pushing and tugging on your clothes, his face nuzzling against every bit of sweaty skin he could uncover. He rubbed his face against your chest and under your arms, inhaling deep as he went.

"You're so filthy. Disgusting, if anyone found out what you're into," he degraded you, another of his kinks. "Dirty slut."

"Oh yeah?" You countered as you grabbed his head and pushed it down between your legs, not missing the way he immediately started nosing over your panties. "Well if I'm dirt, who likes to roll in it, huh?"

He loved when you got bratty too. He tugged your shirt down your arms, stopping at your wrists and twisting it in a makeshift restraint. He leaned over you, pushing his sweatpants down and laying his cock over your face, rutting against it. You resisted the urge to lick it when his musky scent hit you. This wasn't for you. He was leaving his scent on you for his own benefit.

Wooyoung pulled back and leaned to meet you in a greedy kiss, smelling his own scent off your skin and your lips.

"That way everyone knows you're mine."

Jongho

You felt so exposed the way he was holding you, legs spread and your thighs being pressed down against your body by his forearm across the underside of them. Jongho was running his other hand over your panties, teasing you by rubbing right over your clit but just too light and too slowly. Whiny sounds from you punctuated each pass of his hand and you strained against his strong grip, wanting to buck into his hand more but he held you down. He then tugged your panties to the side and resumed his slow passes over your core, only now he was spreading your wetness up over your clit, over your panties and the insides of your thighs. Your moans rose in pitch now feeling his fingertips directly against your bare skin. You looked up at him, finding his eyes fixed to where his hand was teasing you and eventually it must have got too much.

Jongho let your thighs drop down unceremoniously and slid between them, tugging your underwear off haphazardly but instead of throwing it aside he twisted it around his hand. He dragged the fabric over your clit and buried his face into your folds, continuing to soil your panties and gliding his tongue over your entrance as he breathed in the essence of you from the flimsy garment and directly from your folds. You shivered under him, in equal measures because of the feeling of his lips wrapping around your clit and his fingertips pressing into your wetness through the fabric of your panties, and because you knew you weren't getting them back for the next few days.

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