#cravity fancfiction

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘦 + 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨

genre; smut hcs

warnings; afab!reader, use of pet names (baby/princess), so fluffy tbh, handjob, fingering, cream pie, wholesome (can you tell i was in a mood writing this LMAO)

this absolute sweetheart

bodyworshipbodyworshipbodyworship

also praise oh my jesus christ

when he’s in a passionate mood (v common actually he’s a passionate guy in general)

he takes his time, like i’m talking hours

genuinely curious about what makes your body react and will spend most of the time on foreplay

he cares so much and is so affectionate and attentive, he just wants to show you how much he loves you

has you in his lap, his fingers deep inside you trailing kisses over your neck

whispers little endearing things

“you’re so perfect baby”

“it’s ok princess tell me how good it feels”

“your moans are so cute, i love your voice”

“you’re so gorgeous it’s driving me crazy”

says the most butterfly inducing things with the sweetest voice, so sickeningly sweet it makes you shake in his hold

and every time you do shiver at his words he lets out a little laugh making you whine, he just kisses you and keeps going

he could spend hours drawing shapes on your clit or guiding your hips on his thigh or playing with your nipples

you try to make him feel good too and he lets you, but he won’t let you entirely pleasure him

he Has to be touching you and making you feel good too

handjob and fingering while making out is his favorite, you’re both so dizzy but you couldn’t care less

the kisses are sloppy but gentle and you’re both moaning in each others mouths

you stop because you want him to cum inside and when he hears that he just about passes out

the thought of cumming inside your perfect pussy has him a little more eager than he previously was

he’s kissing all over your face and down your jaw to distract you while he stretches you out

groaning occasionally over how amazingly you take him, once he bottoms out he thinks hes just about in heaven

stays still for a good while to just cradle you and play with your hair and whisper to you about how perfect you are and how much he loves being intimate with you :(

once you ask him to move with a whine he giggles at you and kisses you deeply

you both moan into the kiss as he starts moving, the slow but steady motions making your heads spin

he’s so big and at the pace he’s going you could map him out just by feeling him, the way he moves making you lightly grind with him

his head hurried into your neck, quiet moans and groans as he tries to focus on giving you hickies and feeling you with his hands

“fuck it feels so good, so so good for me baby”

constant praises leaving his mouth over how good you are to him and how he feels like the luckiest man alive for this

praise him back and you’ll feel him shiver under you, whines and subtle whimpers leaving him over the idea that you’re just as infatuated with him as he is with you

making out with your tongues dancing and bodies pressed as tightly together as possible, hands messily in each others hair and grazing over each others most sensitive areas

his size is so perfect it makes you see stars and before long you’re squeezing him tight and coating his cock with all you can give

he didn’t forget what you said earlier wanting to cum in you so bad, the feeling of you tightening around him and holding onto him like your life depended on it only making him drown in you more

“shhh just a little more angel, f-fuck i know i got you hold on a little longer ok?”

once he finally does cum he swears he’s on top of the world, the feeling so good he can’t imagine anything better

kissing you so hard his lips are swollen and glossy when he pulls away, his eyes meeting yours with the most lovesick look you’ve ever seen

he bursts into giggles and buries his head into your neck again squeezing you into a tight hug telling you he loves you and wouldn’t trade that for anything ever

once he comes down from his little romantic high he pulls out and you guys get cleaned up, seeing both of your cum leaking out of you filling him with that giddy feeling and making him wanna do it all over again

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 （𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴）

genre ; best friend!minhee falling in love (so fluffy)

word count ; about 300

warnings ; implied insecurity regarding body image (from minhee’s pov)

“i brought you some snacks”

it’s been a while since you’ve seen minhee, considering how busy he is with preparing for a comeback you haven’t had much time to hang out. here you are finally getting a chance to visit him, sitting on his bed with him taking in his scent.

“oh about that…”

“is something wrong? i thought these were your favorites?”

“no that’s not it, i’m on a diet”

“oh.”

the atmosphere felt stiff, but you were hungry and you weren’t about to eat the snacks you brought for him while he was right there. especially when they’re his favorite.

“that’s stupid”

he looked at you with wide eyes, the way he usually does when he’s surprised. the sensation of familiarity it brought you was almost enough to make you laugh.

“just eat them idiot, i brought them for you after all. besides, you know you’re perfect just the way you are.”

laying down you open a bag and have some, then you turn the bag towards minhee who still seems to be in shock.

he can’t exactly believe his own heart right now, for beating so fast and your simple words. maybe it’s the casual gesture that made butterflies erupt in his stomach, or maybe it’s the way you’re looking up at him like he has nothing to hide. maybe it’s the fact that everything you do makes him feel this way, maybe it’s how all the snacks in the world taste better when you guys eat them together.

he smiles to himself at the thought, realizing now what he’s feeling. but without a word he just sticks his hand into the bag of snacks and lays down with you to have your routine gossip session and snack your day away.

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sexual tension and minhee….. something about him just screams intense energy when he’s hungry for sex and i am not complaining!!

just the staring and focus would make you feel so small, so vulnerable, so impatient at his next move. the way he touches you and stares to tell you what he wants and when you figure it out you can’t think of anything else, his eyes and fingertips of your thigh the only feeling overloading your sense.

the fog that seeps into your mind of the things you would do with him and the mindful thought that he’s thinking of the same things, suddenly nothing else matters but feeling each other as soon as possible. the passion and hunger eating you both alive that you could well last into the morning, no matter how much he exerts he can’t simply express it all without that weight of tension and fixation.

drools. i Need him. god i can’t think all thoughts are minhee and sex and sex and minhee. 😵‍💫

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thinking about minhee with a praise kink, just dumping all your love into him and driving him crazy. telling him how perfect he is and how he was made for you and his head just spins and he swears he could melt in your arms right there. taking care of him and babying him and he’s just so giddy and affectionate because his heart is in overdrive 😞

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thinking about minhee kissing kink, being in bed with him cockwarming and giving him kisses all over his face and he suddenly cant help it but trap you beneath him and push his hips into yours, he’s so deep your brain stops functioning and with his breath in your neck and his scent clogging your scenes you’re on overload. he keeps pushing into you with so much force you know you won’t be able to walk tomorrow, seeing an opportunity you give a few kisses to his neck and immediately he speeds up. not changing his depth but going faster and so deep it has you seeing stars 😵‍💫

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sexual tension + minhee

just the fact that he’s staring you down as if he wants to break you is enough to make you fully aware of what’s going on, the tension so thick it’s impossible to ignore. the evident elephant in the room. when you showed him the outfit you were planning on wearing to dinner you expected him to get flustered and lose his train of thought, not immediately train his eyes on you and hold onto the doorknob like it’s running away.

the way he fixated his attention onto you made your body react faster than your mind, without hesitation noticing the way he swallowed and how his adams apple would move or how his eyes turned a darker shade of brown or how his jaw was a little tighter than usual.

the moment felt like decades long, years and year of just staring at each other and feeling the fire rise. the ticking of the clock fading away in the background and your sense of time lost, surely it had only been 10 seconds at most and yet you could’ve stayed there feeling that way for a millennia.

“you’re sure you wanna go out in that?” his voice was filled with venom and it was more of a suggestion than a question, his breathing heavy and eyes wandering made your head fuzzy and barely able to think up a response

“could you control yourself if i said yes?”

you had your answer and he let go of the doorknob and practically ran right over to you, one hand running through his hair with the other grabbing your wrist and dragging you to your shared bedroom with a deep sigh.

the dinner reservation would have to wait for another night and another outfit.

minhee in a suit ready for dinner and then you show up and suddenly his suit tie is coming undone i am a feral animal someone euthanize me

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 + 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘦

genre; smut

word count ; almost 400

warnings ; hair pulling kink duh, mention of minhee with ugly green hair LMAO, indication of minhee with a praise kink, mention of drugs (as an analogy)

if there was one thing about minhee that always remained the same it was his hair. though not the color, not the style, not even the length; it was the way it felt in your hands.

no matter when or where or how hard or how lightly you pulled on his hair it was always the same soft feeling, the type of feeling that made you weak in the knees and made him let out a shaky breath.

it always tempted you, the way it frames his face so perfectly that you can’t help but stare. from short and black to long and blonde to honey brown to muted pink; it never looked bad, hell he could probably dye it the ugliest green you’ve ever seen and still manage to pull it off.

he wouldn’t admit it out loud but he loves the feeling of your fingertips against his scalp, whether it’s brushing it out of his face or mindlessly braiding it; but he always has one goal when it comes to your hands in his hair.

since the first time you tugged on his hair during sex he aims for your hands to find their way to his head every time you get intimate. it fuels him to do more, like a silent praise that motivates him to make you feel good.

tug on his hair while his head is between your legs and he’ll lean in closer like he’s suddenly starving, pull on it when you’re making out and he’s slipping his tongue into your mouth without giving you a moment to breathe, or when he’s inside you? good luck walking tomorrow.

like a drug he dives in deeper every time he feels that pull on his head, the feeling haunting him during even the most mundane tasks such as washing his hair or moving it out of his way. suddenly he’s plagued by the craving for your touch, like going through withdrawal he can’t stand being away from it for too long. 

running your hands through minhee’s hair is like digging your own grave and when he tries to get you to pull at his hair in pleasure; rest assured he’ll get what he wants.