#enhypen ask open

[lvmazzy]

- playing dangerous !

summary: Heesung doesn't hide his favoritism for his girl in the kpop industry.

pairing: manager!heeseung x idol!fem!reader

word/character count: 6K / 6297

warnings: grammatical errors, profanity, implied sex, obscenity, kpop, gg kpop, favoritism, affair between co-workers...

gender: little smut, fluff(?), funny(??)

author's notes: hihi my luvs!! I'm finally back. it's my first time writing something about enhypen and a little more raunchy, sooo I hope you like it! don't forget to give your feedback which is very important. xoxo 💋

It was a fact that Heeseung had a soft spot for you. From the day he saw you practicing in the rehearsal room, he certainly saw potential, charisma and beauty.

Your kpop group wasn't as acclaimed and recognized yet and that frustrated you. But things changed when you met Heeseung, he was a nice, young and extremely attractive guy - sinful thoughts ran through your mind making you dizzy - you saw how excited he was to be your new manager and help elevate your career.

Your dream was to be famous, the fame, the lust, the spotlight was your dream and Heeseung sure promised you all of that.

Things started to look better since you entered into an agreement with Heeseung, he was a great agent and manager. Album sales were up, views were growing, listeners on spotify were increasing and all of this was thanks to your manager Heeseung.

You were eternally grateful and happy for all your manager's work, he even increased your distribution lines on songs, invested in sponsors, in other words, you were the center of everything!

It was late at night when you had just come off another successful stage. You looked radiant, with rosy cheeks, hair on your forehead from dancing, and a breathtakingly flawless outfit.

The ecstasy was visible on your face as you entered your dressing room. Looking at yourself in the mirror, admiring every detail, so wrapped up in the countless compliments, you suddenly felt a pair of hands on your waist which made you jump in fright.

"Heeseung! You scared me!" you say with wide eyes and a hand on your heart.

"sorry my little kitten, I just came here to congratulate you." your stomach filled with butterflies at the nickname making you blush. Then immediately he pulled you closer to himself. In response, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"you were amazing tonight, I'm so proud of you..." Heeseung whispered as he distributed several kisses with light bites on your neck, making you shiver with every touch.

"Heeseung... we.... can't....." it was almost a whisper. You tried to form coherent sentences, but Heeseung's kisses became hotter and hotter.

"why not? We've done it several times right here, remember?" he let out a nasal laugh after saying that, looking at your face with that seductive smile you couldn't resist. "or do you prefer my house?"

you paused for a moment and thought... your chest rising and falling because of the accelerated breathing. That's when you cracked a mischievous smile that made Heeseung smile too. "I get it, you really are a nasty girl." after saying that, he pulls you out of the dressing room and takes you to his car.

The ride was quiet and calm, you realized how attractive Heesung was tonight. The way he held the steering wheel and how his hair was slightly messy made you bite your lip trying to contain it.

Heeseung quickly noticed your behavior and brought one of his hands to your thigh and began to caress it slowly. He was teasing you, you knew him too well to know that kind of game.

When you finally arrived at his house, you quickly kissed him with all your strength and desperation.

He pinned you to the door and sunk his lips into yours, making your tongues roll together in sync. You gave a soft moan, which made Heeseung go crazy.

"i didn't know you were that needy." Heeseung said with a malicious smile on his face and with one of his eyebrows raised.

"shut up." You pursed your lips again and wrapped your legs around his waist.

Heesung held you and led you to your room, you had come here several times before and never seemed to change.

He laid you down on the bed gently with your lips still attached and pulled away for a moment, making you moan from the lack of contact.

"patience princess." he pulled off his shirt revealing the toned body you adored. It was quite a sight.

Moving closer to you, Heeseung began to distribute kisses on your thighs making you dizzy with pleasure.

"what? Cat got your tongue? Tell me what you want." a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"you..."

"hmm I don't think you've convinced me." he says pulling away leaving you frustrated and looking at your face that was almost closed.

"I want you, please. I want to feel you." you say under your breath making him smile in response.

He kissed you once again hovering above and lowered his lips on your neck leaving several bites. At this point you could only moan softly and try to keep your eyes open.

"you know how much I love this skirt on you, it's a shame we don't need it right now." with one action, he takes off your skirt throwing it in any corner on the floor.

You pull him into a desperate, passionate kiss, as his hands roam all over your body, squeezing and caressing.

He runs his thumb across your lips and caresses them, as you look up at him with the brightest eyes.

"you're a mess, princess." he says laughing as he stands mesmerized by you. In response, you gently kiss his thumb.

Suddenly, you both hear a low purr coming from the floor snapping you out of your trance.

"what...." you say confused.

It's then that a white ball of fur climbs onto the bed disturbing your moment.

"ownn it's just Yoon. I miss you my love." you say stroking and kissing Heeseung's cat several times, making him snort.

"okay okay, now we're at an important moment you know?" he retorts taking the cat off his lap and putting it away from you on the bed.

"i don't think she wants to see what her parents are about to do."

"what if she decides to watch?" he says to you in a teasing way while taking off your shirt.

"that would be pretty weird." you said a little out of breath because of Heeseung.

"I think she'll like that view." he says not stopping to look at you, specifically, your body that was only in your bra.

In response, you rolled your eyes and hit his shoulder playfully making him laugh.

"sorry, but you're always so hot, my star."

"oh my, what a corny nickname!" you say groaning in embarrassment making you both laugh.

"deep down you found it exciting."

"Heeseung if you don't shut your mouth I swear I'm going home."

"okay, I'm done!" he said in yielding, waving his hands in the air. "where were we? ah, yeah, the part where I take off all your clothes. Shit, you're so beautiful!"

"Heeseung focus!"

"right, sorry."

original by @lvmazzy , 2023

[en-archive]

omg hi keeper am on a jay brainrot but imagine how husband!jay would take care of you on your wedding night omg 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Husband! Jay is a fantasy of any engene if he is not your bias. but specifically my biggest one!

Husband!Jay on the night of your wedding, red and glossy from all the dancing and drinking he underwent with your shared family. Not to mention all the emotions that transpired during the ceremony. Walking down in your beautiful gown, you knew this day would come, but couldn't imagine how lucky you would be to meet Jay at the altar.

When the night finally came, and your drunk uncles finally went off to go home, the guests disappeared through the doors of the hall, the only thing left was to cheer you both on as you exited the hall and got into the cab, "just married"!

The hotel lobby where the two of you would have been staying was comfortably empty, only a tired, timid reception lady who hurriedly checked you into the room and gave you the slick entrance card, wishing you both a good night. Oh, a good night it would be!

Many might consider Jay a very traditional man, he is! but he likes to screw the traditions and do things his way! which is why you were dressed in your hotel robes, a towel on your wet hair, and a champagne glass in one hand, the night was about to become the extension of the wedding for you. When he finally washed off the frustrations and sweat from his skin, he joined you, equally dressed in a robe, taking a glass of champagne from your hands.

The small sweet cling of the glasses made your stomach churn, the sound resonating throughout your skin, as the realization finally set in. You were his wife, he was your husband, and together you could even be mom and dad! Yet that discussion was far from becoming a reality.

"Cheers to us!" He softly said. The room was blacked out, curtains open to let in the nightlight of Seoul city, overlooking the metropolitan from several ten floors of the hotel. He was beautiful, yet the artificial blue light from the window cascading on his face made him look even more unreal, as his eyes darkened and you realized, it was time for you to rid yourself of your robe and towel. He was sitting on the bed, manspreading comfortably, a visible tent in the robes, that painfully leaked precum. Maybe it was the drinks that had his blood pumping down there, or maybe the occasion, whichever it was, didn't matter. His lips parted to let out a desperate sigh as you let your hair down from the towel, the wet strands hitting your now exposed back, water droplets creating small shiny lines on your ass and legs.

"Cheers to us, husband!" You smirked, throwing your hair to one side as you kneeled in front of him, caressing his knees and slowly but agonizingly bringing up your hands towards his torso, to rid him of his own robes. Maybe it was just him, or your hormones, or the almost pheromone-like fresh smell coming from him that made you so carnal towards him; your core hurt from the lack of friction, begging to be fucked, but you were still not there. You hurriedly climbed on his lap, the robes sliding down his shoulders, exposing his toned body to you and the painful hard-on that almost slapped his stomach. Your hands touched the soft skin of his stomach, grazing it with your nails, a small hiss leaving his lips that you were quick to drown out with an open-mouthed kiss. His back finally hit the soft hotel bed mattress, and his hands finally did what they did best, grabbing you only to drag you towards him and his chest. His hands roamed your body as his tongue flicked your bottom lip asking for permission. Your hair dangled over his skin now, wetting him wherever it touched, drying on your skin coldly, making you shiver.

"I dreamt of this night" He whispered as his left hand slowly came to grab your ass and force you forward to his chest, the fingers finding your dripping core, just to insert two digits in immediately. You broke the kiss moaning, making him smile triumphantly.

"No matter how many times we have done this?" You asked sheepishly, forcing his dick now to come closer to your core. He nudged your hand away, grabbing his own shaft to let the tip run up and down your folds. The action was so lewd made you gasp, and your teeth found his neck, biting the exposed skin for comfort and control.

"It never gets tiring with you, my love" and with that his hips bucked up, to finally position his hard shaft inside you, forcing himself in, both of you sighing out in contempt in the kiss. You whimpered his name, his hips now steadily bucking up into you, holding you steady when you remembered this time you were not using any protection. And maybe he understood the look on your face, as his hands gripped your ass and the other caressed your face, he smiled, giving you a knowing peck.

"Jay" You cried out as he gripped you one last time to properly abuse your core, the action making you feel his tip hit your stomach. he was so delicious tonight, so so good for you, maybe because it was the first time as husband and wife.

[ctrlemis]

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

↳ ❝worst choreographer ever❞ (✷) — warnings. choreographer is extremely nitpicky to the girls, and is basically a bitch.

The seven girls, along with the seven members of enhypen, huffed and puffed as they finished dancing to the choreography for the third time without a break. They weren’t dancing with partners yet, simply marking out the choreo as they practiced. As they all tried to catch their breath, the main choreographer stood there with a clipboard in hand, accompanied by both a pen and marker. Behind her was a white board with most of the blocking either written or poorly drawn, much to the amusement of Ni-ki, Mickey, and Annalesa.

“You know what? I think I want Y/N to be the dancer for the first part of the chorus for the whole song.” The choreographer announced after watching the video of them dancing. It seemed as though the majority of them had questions about that, but it was silent in the practice room. The older woman sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Does anyone have questions?” Several hands went up at once. She pointed to Heeseung first, who had been majorly quiet for all current and previous practices, and had been almost a ghost.

“How are we going to block that when we haven’t even practiced or blocked the places for the dancer to be in the chorus in the first place?” He questioned, arms crossed. She signaled for her assistant, a younger girl who seemed to be struggling to keep up, to write his question down.

“Most likely, we’ll have the dancers in the same places for the pre-chorus, meaning that we’ll place Jungwon where Jake was for the first chorus for the second chorus, so that Mai and Y/N can get to the boys easier.” Even if she was strict, the choreographer went out of her way to actually use the girl’s names, and accommodate them in small ways. She pointed at Mai next.

“Would that not be asking a little much?” Mai asked, and added, “I mean, we already have to adjust to the dancing style of our dance partner to make sure we highlight and don’t outshine them, and all of the boys have different dance styles, so that would mean-” before Mai could actually finish her question, the choreographer shushed her, and the girl went silent, lips pressed into a thin line at the notion. She looked over, making eye contact with Y/N, and both girls knew they would be talking about that later.

“You all were scouted and hired because the company assumed you were the best candidates out of them all, and would be able to keep up. Miss Dinh, I would presume with your previous experience as a choreographer for many difficult choreographies, you would be able to keep up. Am I to be misled?” Mai grinded her teeth, shaking her head. The choreographer smiled, in that way that older women smile when they know they’ve won. “Then I advise you to do your best to do what you hired for, or else we will look for a replacement. Is that clear?” Mai nodded again, lips still pressed together. She looked over at Y/N again, eyes connecting as a message passed through them; We will most definitely be debriefing later. The choreographer looked over at Y/N’s raised hand, narrowed eyes as she tutted her chin.

“Actually i want to add on to what Mai originally asked. When i was contacted, as well as i’ll assume for the other girls, i was informed that i was told that i was specifically chosen to work with Yang Jungwon because of my skill and specific dance style, and excused me if it’s presumptuous of me to assume, but i would assume that it was the same for the other dancers. If so, what would be the case of having me work with both Jungwon and Jake if i was specifically scouted because my dance style was either similar to or able to accommodate Jungwon’s, and same for Mai with Jaeyun?” The choreographer’s mouth gaped open and closed like a fish, and when Y/N looked over to Mai, the girl had a small smile on her face, mouthing the words * ‘Thank You.’ She smiled warmly in return, and as she turned to look back at the choreographer, her eyes met Jungwon’s. The boy was in the process of lowering his hand; It seems that they apparently had the same question, or something along the lines of it. She looked away quickly, trying to ignore the heat rushing through her body. She added on, “I don’t mean to come off as disrespectful or ignorant, i understand that you as the choreographer are here to bring this song to life in a way that the boys are both comfortable with and that you see fit, and I don't mean to condescend you in any way. Nor do I have an issue with working with Jake, I simply wanted clarification on that.”

“I see.” The older woman said, looking Y/N up and down. “Again, I simply felt as though you would execute it well given your previous experience. I still want you to work with both of them on the first part of the chorus, so we will block that when we get there, as well as deal with any issues or tweak anything needed. No more questions right now, I want to block the pre-chorus with the boys and figure out where each dancer is gonna be, so I can place the boys correctly for the chorus.” She instructed. As they all moved, she called out once more. “And Miss L/N, while I recognize you have previous choreographing experience, I suggest any future concerns you and the other girls keep to yourselves.” She smiled as she said it. Y/N failed to respond, making eye contact with Mai once more. She walked over to where she originally was, waiting for the music to start.

“She is, by far, the worst choreographer I've worked for!” Mai exclaimed as she collapsed onto the couch, grabbing the pillow on it and screaming into it. Y/N dropped down in front of her, laying in front of the couch on the floor.

“We were specifically assigned to a member for a specific reason! It’s in the email! It’s in the contract!” Y/N agreed with her.

“To be fair, it’s the choreographer’s choices and decision to move someone if they feel fit.” Sora stated, dropping her bag. “And she cannot be the worst.” Mickey was the last inside, and took it upon herself to herself comfy on top of Mai, who screeched and tried(failing in the process) to shove the younger girl off, who wouldn’t budge.

“She’s most definitely something. But it’s the first few days and we’re all still adjusting. It will be fine tomorrow.” Keina Saed added. Mai sighed, admitting defeat against Mickey, much to the younger girl’s joy.

“All i have to say is Jungwon definitely has a staring problem.” Annalesa chimed in from the kitchen table, scrolling on her phone. Y/N looked up from the floor, eyes trained on Annalesa. The youngest didn’t seem to notice, munching on Caelin’s shrimp chips, which the older girl snatched out of her grasp.

“Hm?” Y/N asked, trying to sound nonchalant. That’s when Annalesa looked up from her phone, eyebrows furrowed as she stared at Y/N.

“Well, he was staring at you for the majority of the practice.”

“I don’t think there was a moment his eyes ever left you.” Caelin chimed in, joining Mickey in using Mai as a chair. Mai seemed to give up her protests, now listening to the conversation with closed eyes. Keina Saed nodded from the other side of the coffee table, eyes focused on her ipad as she played Doors.

“That’s….” Y/N had started speaking, but her voice had faltered. She was only aware of the small glances he made at her, but staring? She shook it off, trying to ignore the sudden heat that found itself manifesting in her hands. It didn’t matter if he was staring at her. She was mildly embarrassed to admit that she had looked at him far longer than professionally needed. She cleared her throat. “...Surprising.”

“I think it’s cute.” Sora said. “I mean- does it make you uncomfortable?”

“Er, not really? I just don’t want his fans to find out, don’t wanna end up in one of those edits with the song ‘All because i liked a boy.’ Great song, just don’t want the things in said song to actually happen.” Y/N sighed, and there was a mumbled chorus of agreement.

“We already know we’re gonna get hate for this as is. Last thing I need is people in my comments saying shit like, ‘Sunghoon doesn’t want you!’ Yeah, he’s too busy drooling over Jay, it’s Jake who actually wants me, get with the program.” Keina Saed sighed mockingly, shaking her head and erupting a tired laugh from Mai, who seemed to be half-asleep underneath Caelin and Mickey.

“In all seriousness, I don't think the Jungwon thing will be an issue. He’s very mature for his age, and very career-oriented. I’m sure he has enough sense to focus on the comeback and not on how pretty Y/N is.”

“Hold on, everyone stop.” The choreographer ordered, stopping the music in the background. All fourteen of them stopped moving. The choreographer walked past each of them, eyes narrowed and hand clasped around the clipboard tightly. She stopped in front of Keina Saed.

“Is there a delayed version of the song playing in your head that is causing you to be a beat behind everyone else?” She asked with that same sugary sweet smile. Keina Saed furrowed her brows at the older women. She opened her mouth to speak, but the woman continued. “Your moves look messy and incomplete.”

“That’s not true.” Annalesa interrupted with a frown. “ She’s going at the same pace as everyone else, and she’s synced up with her member, as are the rest of us. Her moves are probably the cleanest out of everyone here.” The choreographer turned to her with a sneer, but quickly replaced it with a smile.

“With all due respect, i am a highly trained professional-”

“As am i.” Annalesa interrupted again, frown deepening. The choreographer stayed smiling, but her first was clenched.

“-And i think that if i say someone is behind a step or offbeat or even a second behind their partner, it is because i deem it so.” She said, her voice unusually high pitched. None of the members said anything, looking between the two.

“Respectfully, you also seem to hyperfocus on our so called mistakes when, with all due respect, i’ve watched Heeseung and Jake bump into each other twice this time around, but this is the fifth time in this set that you’ve pointed out some sort of flaw or issue with us.” Sora piped in. The choreographer looked over to her, her smile wearing thin now.

“Excuse me.” She said walking to the front of everyone, turning to them. “Girls, the reason I am ‘hyperfocusing’ on mistakes that you all are making is because fans are not going to care if they are behind, they are going to care if you are, and if any of you are, they will rip all of you to shreds. Now, I was under the impression that none of you have worked together before, but this seemingly newfound sisterhood is refreshing for all of you, I'm sure, but I question your professionalism.” And as she said all of that, her thin tight grin never left her face.

“Excuse me.” Caelin cleared her throat. “I can’t help but think you’re being overcritical on us-” Whatever point the brunette was attempting to make was cut off.

“Then maybe it’s best if you don’t think at all.” The older woman said plainly.

“I think we should take our break now.” Jungwon spoke up. He seemed stoic, staring at the woman rather blankly. She gripped her clipboard tighter.

“I disagree, and because I am in charge here we will continue practicing until I say so.”

“And as the leader, I see it best that everyone takes a break.” He stated coldly. “If you have an issue with that, I seriously suggest you take it up with our manager.” They seemed to be having a staring contest, and Jungwon’s eyes never left her, boring into her soul until she cleared her throat.

“I think I will.” She said, her smile finally gone. “And while I am gone, you all are permitted a break.” She walked off, and it was only when she was surely out of sight that everyone physically deflected. Like always, the girls went to one side and the boys went to another. Keina Saed slid down the wall, leaning against Sora with her head on the older girl’s shoulder.

“She’s just picking on us now.” Mai grumbled, sitting in front of Keina Saed and Sora. Caelin sat next to her, shoulder brushing against each other as the girl sat down. The other girls sat on either side of them, forming a semi-circle around Keina Saed and Sora.

“Maybe it was unprofessional to say all of that, but I have truly never worked with an idol choreographer who has acted like that, and I feel that it was the right thing to do.” Sora added as she rubbed Keina Saed’s shoulder.

“You guys really didn’t have to do that for me.” Keina Saed murmured, followed by a chorus of disagreement.

“Doesn’t matter, we did and whatever happens, we did the right thing.” Mickey protested.

Jungwon stared from the other side of the practice room, eyes trained on Y/N’s back. It was only when Jake smacked him on the back of his head that he snapped out of it. He narrowed his eyes at the blonde, rubbing the back of his head.

“Staring problem.” Sunoo had answered before he had even asked, and he pouted.

“I don’t get why we’re all the way over here and they’re all the way over there.” He grumbled. Heeseung and Sunoo both stared at him like he was insane. Jake on the other hand laughed at him. Great.

“Probably because they don’t have to? They probably don’t want an issue with the company, and even if they didn’t, they are well within their rights to sit over there.” Jake teased, and Jungwon swatted at him.

“Come on guys, be nice to him.” Riki insisted, and Jungwon nodded. “We all know he wants to sit near them because he thinks Y/N is cute.” Jungwon narrowed his eyes at the younger boy, who bursted out laughing with Sunoo.

“Y/N, I’m not completely sure,” Sora started, looking behind her. “But Jungwon is staring again.” Mai covered her mouth to suppress her laugh.

“I guess he in fact does not have enough sense to focus on the comeback and not on how pretty Y/N is.” Caelin said. Y/N shook her head, using her hand to hide the smile on her face.

“Or there’s something on my back.” Mickey leaned behind, looking at her back before sitting up, shaking her head. Y/N sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I don’t get why he’s staring.”

“And why is Jake not looking at Kei.” Sora added, for the aforementioned girl to sigh exasperatedly.

“That’s what i’m saying!” She exclaimed. “Bro, I even found a pink shirt with a golden retriever on it and he hasn’t asked to marry me yet! The nerve.” Her words caused the girls to fall out giggling.

SYNOPSIS. L/N Y/N knows that beyond all else, she must stay professional. She knew that her job and dreams of being a main choreographer for a company was more important then any silly little feelings that seemed to be rather persistent in her brain. She was almost relieved to find out Dark Blood promotions were finished, until she was emailed a contract, along with the notice that she, as well as the other dancers, would be appearing alongside ENHYPEN during their second world tour. Fantastic.

NOTES. is the choreographer probably a bigger bitch then accurate? idek tbh this is for plot and is fictional, none of this is from experience or real guys 😣

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this how serious i am about hee being the main guy fr next fic btw

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

sorry to break your heart but it will in fact be a jongseong fic.,… BUT ILL DO ANOTHER HEE FIC SOON I SWEAR BC HES FUN TO WRITE FOR I JUDT HAVE NO TIME

[errwin]

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[hoonstxr]

Part 2 of best friend! Hoping you'd do part 2 of it.

Omg im so sorry i will be working on it asap!!! Be ready 😈

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[lvmazzy]

HIII‼️

I was wondering if you could write something about idol reader and Jay, were reader does a sexy dance cover like 'Dream Of You' by Chang Ha on stage and like he gets jealous that your dancing like that for everyone to see but he doesn't want to admit he's jealous. I hope you understand what I'm trying to say💀

- GOOD GIRL

summary: A sensual dance makes Jay jealous, but he makes you put yourself in your place.

pairing: idol!secret bf!jay x idol!secret gf!reader

word/character count: 4K / 4040

warnings: dirty talk, grammatical errors, profanity, mature content, curse words, reader with being a woman, jealousy, jay being possessive, change of posture and mood, secret relationship, kpop industry...

gender: smut, madure, a little yandere

author's notes: hey anon, thank u for sending this request, I hope it's to your liking, I'm a little rusty, but I did my best haha. I hope everyone is safe and well! Don't forget to leave your feedback, this is very important! 💙

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Ever since you made your debut in your girl group, you were always the center of attention. Everyone adored you, cheered you on, and thought you were the "it girl" of your generation. 

No wonder you caught the eye - because of your beauty and talent - of other idols, both female and, for the most part, male. 

You met Jay Park, a member of the talented group Enhypen, at one of the many award ceremonies. His charm was so tempting - you have to confess - that you couldn't resist when he asked for your number. 

A few discreet encounters and suddenly you found yourself in a relationship. Yes, a few months after they met, they became a couple. Of course, everything was secret, as the fans and the company were very strict, but now nothing could keep you apart. 

Today was the day of your solo performance. It was just a stage where you danced, but you had to admit you were nervous. It was something more daring and sensual, something out of your group's style. 

Jay whispered encouraging words earlier in your dressing room. He noticed your nervousness, with cold hands and slight tremors, but this was calmed when he kissed your lips softly. 

Then you found yourself walking onto the stage, taking a deep breath. 

When the music sounded, you were ready. The song chosen was "Dream Of You", so the movements were very daring. 

As the song progressed, you swayed your body in a sensual way and made expressions of seduction. 

Everyone's mouth dropped open, even Jay, who was squirming in his seat. 

A hint of jealousy crept up on him, making him roll his eyes at every comment the members made about how beautiful and sexy you were. 

At that moment, Jay wanted everyone to know how lucky he was to have you and to show that you were only his. 

His jaw was clenched, and a serious expression was on his face. 

Although he was dying of jealousy, a hard-on was building up inside him, and he tried to appear normal or relaxed. 

When your performance was over, Jay ran off to your dressing room, he didn't care about the stairs, he just wanted you. 

When he arrived, he saw you, the most beautiful girl, with your hair messy and sticking to your forehead from sweat, he was definitely in paradise. 

Subtly, he closed the dressing room door and approached with a malicious, possessive look. 

"What's gotten into you?" Jay said softly with his hands on his waist. "You've made a mess of me... look at the state of me." 

"Did you enjoy the presentation?" you replied with a mischievous smile to tease him. 

"Let's say I did, but you were so daring that my companions went crazy. It's a shame that only I can touch you like that." he says, turning you to face him and pressing you against any wall.

Your eyes were clenched shut, and that made you even more excited. You liked teasing him and seeing him like this, so needy, made you feel superior. 

"It wasn't my fault, I just did my job, and you're already needy?" you reply with a pout, at which point Jay attacks your lips fiercely and places a hand on your neck. 

You moan in response and smile during the kiss. He moves his lips down to your collarbone and kisses you teasingly, making you bite your lip in response. 

He moves lower and lower until he stops at your thigh. He opens up a little more, squeezes one of your thighs and lays a long kiss on it, but suddenly stops. 

"What?" you open your eyes in despair at the lack of warmth. 

"You need to learn that you're mine. Be a good girl and convince me." 

"Jay..." 

"Oh, so I guess I'll go back to my lug-" 

"No!... I'm yours...." you say softly. 

"Hmm, you didn't convince me." 

"Fuck Jay, I'm all yours!" you shout at him and in response he gives you a huge, mischievous grin. 

"Good girl." 

That's when he spreads his legs again and drops his panties. Red. His favorite color. 

Without delicacy, Jay takes several bites out of your thigh, and you bury your fingers in his silver hair with your eyes closed, only moans coming out of your mouth. 

"You taste delicious." 

@lvmazzy , 2023 original

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hiii, can you write something for enha heeseung with innocent and inexperienced reader? I would love to see what you do with it :))

──★ ˙ ̟🐇 Requests open, thank you ! ──★ ˙ ̟🐇

Heeseung isn't new to sex, he is not someone who can't control himself either, but when it came to you, weirdly he felt himself holding back.

He was taken aback by the request at first, "friends help each other out, right?" but not this way, right? He didn't necessarily go against the request, year of bubbling tension underneath his self control left pushed him to blurt out an unsure yes. All self-control and concern thrown out the window as soon as you had entered his room. Your hair, the way it framed your face and fell on your shoulders, the small curl of your lips every time he greeted you, and the faint powdery sweet scent that lingered on your skin every time you hugged him drove him crazy. He couldn't ignore the carnal desires as a man he felt towards you.

when you did enter the room and looked around, it seemed like any other college kid's. But it was different this was Heeseung, who had many a girls leave his room flustered, with his lovebites on their skin and his essence coating in between their thighs, yet it was different with you. He didn't merely look at you as an object, He had a responsibility to protect you from potential trauma, yet despite that he found his fingers on the hem of your shirt, trying to peel the clothing item off of you when you started looking around unsure.

"I'll take it slow, yeah?' he leaned his forehead on yours and finally connected your lips to his, not wasting another minute to taste you. He had been waiting for this for months now, fuck being friends when you could be fucking every night, when he could touch you on the curves he imagined to be heavenly to hold on to as you descended on his dick. Yet when you told him you were a virgin, he was taken aback. How come someone of your visuals could be a virgin?

You had waited for this moment for so long ,too , you could not deny the sweet taste of his skin on your lips , and the way he so skillfully rid you of your bottoms, only to gently guide you to the bed. Sure you had done some foreplay things before in a random bathroom, but never been penetrated, which scared you. It scared you because the boy in front of you was slowly losing his sanity and patience when his fingers gripped your thigs and almost bent you in three layers. The tent in his pants became unbearable as the his lips collided with your nipples, licking and sucking on the sensitive buds, finally getting to taste you, whimpering as the taste made his mind hazy, his eyes darkening when he finally decided to rid himself of all the unnecessary clothes and take you right here and now.

'Fuck, I might be going back on my word now." he bit his lips as his finger beds made contact with your slick entrance, the action making you jolt and arch your back. The feeling was so foreign, your own rendezvous in the bathroom not even comparable to the delicious pain as Heeseung' s two digits scissored inside you.

"You like that yeah, it feels good?" as much as he was asking, he was begging with these words, trying to get you to come undone on his fingers alone as the other hand gripped your legs over his shoulder, trying his best yet again to not just slam his red and abused tip in your begging core. When he could no longer handle the wetness and the warmth that engulfed his fingers, and you were starting to visibly shake from the pleasure and the bubbling oncoming orgasm, he threw your legs back on his soft mattress, the covers surrounding you in a comforting cocoon.

He takes it slow with you, enters your walls so slow, agonizingly slow, his tip already stretching you out so well, thankful that he used his fingers on you first. Your thighs ache from propping yourself up on his lap, but he does not care as his deadly grip plasters you flush on his chest, his hips bucking up strongly up you, the sensation getting too much for him.

"Fuck this, we aren't friends anymore, whatever this is, this is what we are now" he grunts through thrusts and pants and you have no other choice but to just bury your head in the crook of his neck, letting him nibble on your own.

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𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

↳ ❝heeseung the flower boy❞

Y/N was not the first to the practice room, it seemed. It took half an hour even getting there, neither of the front desk attendees seeming to want to help her find the dance practice rooms. After 20 minutes attempting to read the Hybe Directory, she gave up, going to the front desk and asking for assistance. The ladies seemingly looked at her as if she was stupid. They wrote down instructions for her, snickering as she walked away.

There were three girls in the room already. One had brown hair to her lower neck, and a really cool flower on the back of her left hand. She sat on the floor in black sweats and a matching black long sleeved top, stretching out her legs and arms as she reach over to her left foot, holding onto it as she leaned her body in the same direction. The second girl has shorter black hair, with the cutest outfit on, a pink jacket bedazzled jacket with a matching pair of comfy looking pants, the butt having the word ‘BRATZ’ bedazzled on it. She leaned against the far wall of the practice room, looking down at her phone. The last girl was warming up it seemed, shaking off her nerves as her two braids bounced with her, the ribbons she had tied around the edges vibration almost. She had on a black sweater with tights, pushing her glasses off her face. Y/N set her bag in the corner with the rest of them, going to stretch not far from the long haired girl. She peeled off her jacket, beginning to stretch. For a good while, an awkward silence filled the room. Y/N and the girl with the flower tattoo had both finished stretching, and now all four girls were sitting in a semicircle, sitting quietly. Then, the door pushed open again. Two girls, one with brown hair, a nose ring and black and metal glasses frames, all tied together with a wide smile, accompanied by a girl with short black hair, cut in the same style as LE SSERAFIM’s Chaewon, and dark sunglasses entered the room. They paused, looking at the group of girls.

“Uh,” The girl with the nose ring said nervously, “Are we in the right place?”

“Are you guys trainees?” Asked the girl with pigtail braids. Both of the girls in the doorway shook their heads. “Then assuming you’re here as a backup dancer for ENHYPEN’s upcoming comeback, then yes.” Both of the looked relieved, dropping their bags with the rest and joining the other girls. “I’m Caelin by the way. We’re all under Voyance, no?”

“I think so. I’m Keina Saed by the way.” The girl in pink piped up, playing with the zipper of her jacket.

“I’m Annalesa, and this is Mickey.” The girl with the nose ring said before gesturing to the girl in the sunglasses.

“I’m Mai Hoa, Mai is just fine. I think me and you are under the same company, Keina Saed.” The girl with the flower tattoo added in.

“I’m Y/N, by the way.” The awkwardness was melting away, slowly but surely. “Actually, Mickey, i think we’ve met before.” The girl pulled off her sunglasses to reveal soft eyes that squinted at her suspiciously, before widening and grinning.

“We’re mutuals on Twitter! I left that comment under your cover if Shooting Star. You’re absolutely stunning in real life, for your information.” Y/N grinned, thanking the girl.

“Wait, is this everyone? Aren’t there supposed to be more?” Mai asked, looking around.

“The email said there were gonna be six other dancers not including me, so i think there’s one more.” Annalesa chirped. Just as she said that, the door pushed open once more, a girl dark black hair entered the dance practice room. She seemed partially surprised to see she was the last there, a blush forming on her cheeks as she bowed slightly, and dropping her bag as they all reciprocated the gesture.

“Hi, I'm Jung Sora. This is where we’re all supposed to be?” She questioned, and all the girls nodded in unison. As she approached the group, Keina Saed stood up, stretching her arms out.

“We should probably get re-warmed.” She suggested, bouncing on the balls of her feet. Everyone mumbled out an agreement, standing and stretching. Just like that, the awkward air was back, and everything felt stiff. Y/N couldn’t tell if it was because of the late arrival of Sora, or just the general atmosphere of the situation. But it was painful, and they would have to find a way to get through it; It was no secret that Engenes were…very special when it came to “their boys” even just interacting with women. Especially K-Engenes. And the boys were either clueless to it or couldn’t and wouldn’t do anything about it, nor the company. They had nobody but each other, at least until the end of the promotion period. They would have to make the most of it, together.

SYNOPSIS. L/N Y/N knows that beyond all else, she must stay professional. She knew that her job and dreams of being a main choreographer for a company was more important then any silly little feelings that seemed to be rather persistent in her brain. She was almost relieved to find out Dark Blood promotions were finished, until she was emailed a contract, along with the notice that she, as well as the other dancers, would be appearing alongside ENHYPEN during their second world tour. Fantastic.

NOTES. lordy lord lord here we go guys

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how can a 18 year old human boy be this HEART MELTING? He exists and I cry. Too adorable. *sobs* 😭

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