#haechan x reader insert

[sweetiechenle]

halo 𖦹 haechan

pairing: non-idol!collegestudent!mean!haechan x afab!collegestudent!reader

summary: you know haechan is not good for you but you just keep coming back

warnings: mdni 18+ only, angst, hurt, barely any comfort, haechan is toxic and a liar and a manipulator, reader is :/ someone help them, sex scenes, cursing, mentions of drinking/smoking, name-calling (not the nice kind), this is a toxic relationship and if u relate to any of this pls remember help is out there! fiction ≠ reality, i do not believe he would act like this irl, he is just a character in my story.

♬⋆.˚ now playing .ᐟ 'halo' by cage the elephant

you knew i couldnt help myself i had to lay low

you never had trouble making friends, but after a while it felt like chore. mundane conversations made with strangers at school, your job, parties your best friend mark would drag you to occasionally. when you told mark you had the weekend off you knew you fucked up, he began to pled, almost getting on his knees to accompany him to this party 'the coolest people in class' were throwing was his words. you rolled your eyes saying 'i’ll think about it' that was wednesday and as friday crept closer you knew youd have to give him an answer soon.

drinking was never fun for you, always blacking out and throwing up somewhere, or worst, on someone, which mark and renjun would never let you live down. so, you became the designated driver, only when you felt like it. however, you still had fun hanging out with your friends drinking or not, mark never left you alone for too long and renjun would always dance with you when asked. you preferred seeing your friends outside of partying which was never a problem for anyone in your group, you wouldn't call yourself innocent, just someone who wanted a more calm environment.

'please come with me, it won't be fun without you' mark sat on the couch in your studio apartment. you stood opposite of him, right in front of the tv. rolling your eyes at him, he was looking around you trying to see his show playing. 'could you move?'

'could you be a little bit nicer? you're the one trying to get ME to do something' folding your arms you move to sit next to him. he sighed and threw his head up to look at the ceiling for a second, he turned off the tv and moved his body towards you. 'y/n would you please come with me to this party? I think there are a couple of people there who you would like actually…' he nudged you, 'jeno will be there, his friend is actually hosting it' you gave him a little smile at hearing your crushes name, but everyone liked jeno.

'hmm, while i don't think jeno would actually talk to me, i guess i have nothing else better to do with my time, just promise you wont leave me' you begged your best friend.

he smiled and took out his pinky finger, presenting it to you, 'i promise' you grabbed it with your own, sealing your fate for the weekend.

you hurried to get ready, opting for high-waisted jean shorts and a simple crop top, something cute to make you fit in, not to grab too much attention. mark was waiting for you on your couch, occasionally shouting out that you both needed to leave soon. finishing up your make up you told mark that you would meet him in the car. it was a deal that he would drive you both there and you would drive back, with him probably drunk and/or high. making your way downstairs and outside, saw him in the driver's seat, ready to take off. once you sat down he was already driving, 'why are we rushing? we actually have plenty of time to get there'

mark sighed, obviously nervous, “well I met these guys the other day and they seem really cool, i just don't want to blow it, you know?' you didnt 'i just want to be their friend, for all of us' you noticed how his knuckles were white gripping the steering wheel. in one of marks classes he was paired up with jeno, who was part of one of the most popular groups in the whole college, a group he wanted to be a part of, and when jeno invited him to a party he knew he couldn't fuck up his chances.

'mark, relax and just be yourself, i'm sure they'll like you. you're like the coolest person i know' you tried to reassure him. he rolled his shoulders back and loosened his grip, trying to clear his mind of anxiety, 'you know i'm nervous too' your words caught him off guard, 'the only person i'll probably know there is you, and maybe renjun if he shows up' he nodded realizing he wasn't the only one freaking out.

the car stopped outside of a little townhouse, you figured a couple of college guys lived there together, there was no way only one person could own something like that in a town so expensive. 'alright, i think this is chenle’s house' turns out only one guy did live there.

it was dark when you entered, and there was a lot of people already there. the music was alarmingly high, but if the person who lived here could afford it then they probably paid the neighbors not to mind too much for one night. you stood behind mark awkwardly, watching as he said hi’s to people you didn't know, he tried to introduce you to which you waved and gave a small introduction. that was until he found jeno along with some other guy, just the four of you in the small kitchen, it was unbearably hot and you wondered if they could see how red your cheeks were.

'y/n' mark started, you broke your gaze from the cherry cabinets and looked at your best friend, 'this is jeno and his friend haechan' you gave them a small small and wave trying to give your most confident ‘hi’. they were so cute, but your focus remained on jeno the most.

'it's nice to meet you, y/n' jeno said before his other friend could, who continued to stare at you, without another word the dark-haired male turned to your best friend, 'want to play beer pong?' you almost laughed telling him you'd come and watch later as mark turned to you for the okay.

when you came to watch them later (after asking multiple people where the table was for beer pong) you found it and mark was already chugging a beer with jeno by his side. giggling you told mark to slow down or he would be passed out within the next hour, jeno just smirked beside you, throwing his arms over the both of you as mark finished his drink. you stopped laughing as jeno yelled over the blaring music, 'we're just getting started my friends'. mark let out a laugh of his own which forced some laughter out of you, you looked from his face to across the table. you remembered him as jeno's friend, haechan, staring at you with pointed eyes and a thin lip, no hints of laughter.

'here drink this' mark said handing you a red cup with clear liquor swirling around, it smelled like alcohol and you grimaced but took it anyways, 'trust me, there's barely any vodka in there, it will help you wind down a little' annoyed by his statement you took a sip and closed your eyes, trying to keep it all down. he walked away to where jeno was, now sitting with a big group.

'not tasty enough? or would you prefer the wine worth hundreds of dollars we save only for goody-goody’s like you?' you turned at the unexpectant guest, raising your eyebrows at the comment. breath hitching in your throat finding jeno's friend, haechan, standing before you.

'excuse me?' you almost spit out the second sip you'd taken, not from the bitter taste but the way he spoke.

'you heard me, you don't have to drink it if you think you are too good for it' he lifted up his eyebrow in question, giving you a slight smirk.

his behavior confused you, but deciding to play along, 'it could be worse, but could be better' you said putting down the cup.

before you could leave, another man entered the room right behind haechan, he slapped his back, making the shorter man jump, 'sorry, he's an asshole'

you smiled in amusement and watched haechan turn to argue with the other boy, you left the room to find mark. you asked if he was ready to leave but he said something about the party just starting, rolling your eyes you asked if he could at least dance with you. he reluctantly agreed, getting up from the couch, he took your hand and led you to the dance floor. you had tried to get jeno's attention by sneaking looks at him, but obviously was a bad plan as he never took notice of your existence even in such a small place. you looked back at mark and to your surprise he wasn't there anymore but haechan, you stood ready to get away from him. he took your arm in his hand, “don't leave, let's dance” you hesitated, but to not make things awkward you agreed. trying to move along with the beat you felt him against you, getting closer. feeling his hot breath on your ear you shuddered, 'staring at jeno isn't going to make him want you… as if he would ever want anyone like you' turning towards him, he stared down at you like dry grass burning from the sun, you could tell something was up. before you could say anything else he grabbed your hips and turned so your back was now touching his front, he moved you along to the music. 'you think you're so innocent' he whispered, 'you should come upstairs with me, i can make you forget all about jeno' so that's what it was, you came to the conclusion that he was acting like this because he liked you(?) and was jealous. the puzzle was hard to put together in your mind, but before you could think another thought about it, the brown-haired boy was tugging you upstairs to an empty room.

it was dark and only the moonlight shone through the window, illuminating only small parts on his face. you noticed some moles and if the circumstances were different you'd comment on how cute they were. caught by surprise in a split second his lips were on yours, kissing you feverishly like his life depended on it, you tried to keep up with the speed, kissing him back almost instantly. he would move down to your neck and bite slightly making you gasp and moan, just as he said, making you forget all about jeno. you watched as his hand slid down your pants and into your underwear, you gasped as he played with you. suddenly embarrassed you hid your face in the crook of his neck, giving him little butterfly kisses as you tried to hold back your moans. 'do you like that?' he huffed in your ear, not stopping his movements. you nodded, whimpering as you tried to reach your high, 'use your words bitch' he hissed going slower to try and make you suffer.

'i like it' you muttered, he went back to his steady pace, going faster when he noticed your legs shaking a little, a couple seconds later you came on his fingers, coming down from your high you sighed and tried to catch your breath. he took his hand out of your pants and held his fingers in front of your face 'suck' he demanded.

'will you call me tomorrow?' you blurted, maybe he did like you and this was just his crazy way of getting your attention.

'no, now suck' he imposed. reluntantly you took his fingers in your mouth, cleaning yourself off of him. after you were done, he stood getting ready to leave you in the room, before opening the door he turned to you still sitting on the bed, 'i'll ask mark for your number'

he didn't call you the next day or the next week, you'd occasionally see him around campus, with his friend group, and sometimes even with mark. you didn't tell mark about what happened between the two of you at the party out of pure embarrassment. mark doesn't even remember leaving you on the dance floor, to begin with. you wanted to forget about haechan, and let him go, but there was something about that night the way he made you feel, uneasy but grounded at the same time. It was a feeling someone else would call you insane if you ever tried to explain it out loud.

just as you thought you were over it, a random text came through your phone on a lonely saturday night reading: 'it's haechan, wanna come over?' you knew you didn't have to go but you did anyways. getting in your car you clicked his address on your phone and drove straight to his apartment. he buzzed you into the building and you made your way upstairs, opting only to dress in sweats and a matching hoodie. he opened the door with a smile, something you weren't really used to seeing yet, but devilishly handsome none-the-less. he led you to his bedroom, a modest size. you moved to the end of the bed, playing with the strings on your hoodie, the air now becoming awkward. you felt a dip next to you and turned towards him, he leaned in for a kiss, much like the night a week ago. you silently complied, kissing him slowly.

he stopped halfway, 'why are you holding back? come on y/n don't act all innocent now, you were the one who asked me to text you,' you winced, he was right.

you faltered, trying not to look him in the eyes, 'i've never done anything like this before, like um… sex' the room felt big and you got smaller under his stare.

he let out a lifeless laugh, 'i'm going to ruin you' he said more to himself. the night ended with you in bed with him, nothing going further than foreplay as you told him you weren't ready yet, but he was willing to wait. haechan wanted to break your innocence, it became a mission to break your facade of someone who acted like they were too good for everyone around them, he knew that deep down you were no better than him.

'i like you y/n, but we can't be seen out together in public, you know mark is a part of our friend group somewhat, and if he finds out about us, i don't think he would like that too much, you know since he's your best friend and all' haechan explained as to why you couldn't tell anyone about your relationship, no way was he being sincere but you didn't have to know that.

you blushed 'I like you too, haechan' you took a mental note when your words made him smile, which just set your heart ablaze. 'yeah, i don't think mark would be too happy about us right now, maybe we should wait a while before we tell him' haechan smiled, getting you right where he wanted.

after a while, you left and went back home, giddy and feeling nothing but joy in your heart. a couple of nights a week it would be the same routine, haechan would call you to come over and you would end up in the same place, under him and in his bed. there was a handful of times you would go out to eat ramen at some random convenience stores outside of town, you never questioned him when he didn't hold your hand even when no one was around. sometimes he was sweet, cuddling into you in bed after an intimate moment or when he asked you if you wanted to stay and watch a movie. other times you'd get done in bed and he'd bluntly ask when you were leaving, you figured he was probably tired.

it didn't help that at times when you and mark would hang out with his new friend group, haechan would act like he never even knew you, but ‘it was for the best’ reminding yourself. it almost slipped to everyone while playing video games together and jeno was on your team, you both had gotten too invested in the game. hugging when you won and arms around you for comfort when you lost, to haehcan jeno was getting way too close for comfort. he continuously asked to switch partners, you thought it was cute, but it just made everyone confused as to why haechan wanted you as a partner so bad. your smile faltered when he answered 'she's terrible! obviously needs someone else to help her win, i think it should be me' his comment pushed a pin through your heart, so you didn't answer his call that night, but of course, you couldn't help yourself. after he texted continuously, trying to tell you it was the best way to get the others off of your backs and not to suspect anything, you agreed to go see him.

after months of back and forth with haechan, you were content with where you were with him. you were sitting in the library on campus one night, there were not a lot of students around, but it was a smaller school to begin with so at any given point there was never really anyone around. never being one to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but when haechan's name was said multiple times between two girls sitting nearby, you just had to listen in. you couldn't make out exactly what they were saying but you stood up when you heard his name and the other girl squealing slightly when the other said 'texted'. before you could even think about it you walked to the end of their table, 'why are you texting my boyfriend?'

the girls were surprised by their sudden interruption of the conversation, turning to you with their mouths slightly agape. 'haechan? girlfriend? this can't be the same haechan we're talking about' she laughed. her statement just made you furious, you knew you were quiet with haechan but you trusted he wasn't talking to other girls. 'girl, stand up, he’ll fuck anything with two legs' the other girl said before turning back to speak with the other, ignoring you entirely. before leaving the second girl called out to you, 'sorry, he's an asshole!' you stomped outside, weight pulling you down as you heard that before, you called haechan with a heavy heart, explaining that you needed to come over.

once you made it to his place you started explaining 'that girls were talking about texting you' and that 'you trusted he would never do that'. he sighed, trying to get you to calm down, haechan guided you to sit on the couch in his living room, explaining slowly, 'first of all, we are not dating, i never asked you to be my girlfriend, second, i have not texted any other girls, they are probably just jealous, but you can not just go around and call us that to strangers!' he walked around in circles, pulling at his brown hair in frustration. you felt your heart break at his confession, how could you forget that he never asked you to be his girlfriend, so why would you go around and call him your boyfriend? you felt embarrassment and stupidity wash over you, it felt gross and sticky. standing up you walked to the door, he watched you take the knob in your hand, turning it, 'i understand' you left.

it was a week without haechan, and while you knew it was good for you, it felt so wrong. you hated it, trying your best to avoid him, yet he was the only thing you could think about. he tried calling you a couple times, and they would go unanswered, he texted you and everything. you ignored him as best as you could, it was until mark got involved. unbelievable, your best friend showed up at your door, saying he wanted to hang out and watch a movie and nonchalantly adding in the comment 'oh yeah, by the way, haechan asked me for you to call him'

you tried to act confused as to why, trying to get more information from mark, 'did he say why?'

mark looked just as confused as you did, 'no but he said it was important, he was kind of sad too, did you do anything to him?'

you scoffed, 'no i didnt, but i guess i should call him if it's that important' after mark left later that night you decided it would be now or never. you could never help yourself with haechan, no matter how bad you wanted to get away, he always found a way to pull you back in.

he picked up on the second ring, 'let me explain' you sighed and told him to go ahead, 'i didnt mean to upset you y/n, you see, i was going to ask you to be my girlfriend and i guess those girls had heard something around campus and got jealous'

you grew suspicious, 'what do you mean ‘heard something around campus’?'

'okay well i told jeno that we had been together for a couple of months and that i was planning on asking you, and i guess he told someone else. please y/n come over tonight and let me make it up to you'

you sighed… you really shouldn't, 'fine, ill be over in 10 minutes'

got so high, couldnt help myself. i lost my halo

'now mark still doesnt know about us, so you cant go around saying anything okay?' haechan was trying to convince you, as he peppered your neck in kisses, 'are you ready tonight?' he was desperate to get you to comply finally. he had been waiting months, usually, girls give it up way earlier but you took some breaking… love as haechan hated to call it. months of work just to break your innocence for him just to get some pussy. he would admit that he had fun trying to get you to bend at his every command, but when you ignored him it just made him want you more. he just couldn't help himself. it took him a lot of thinking but after this night, he wasn't done with you yet. He was so close and he wasn't going to stop now.

you sat infront of him, nervous at his question but you nodded, 'im ready' he gave you a devilish smile in return, planning to do something absolutely crazy to seal the deal. 'good, now just relax baby, i promise i'll make you feel good' you nodded, trusting him. after a while of kissing you got down on your knees in front of him, something you had done dozens of times. now it felt different, in the back of your mind you could hear the girl's voice from a week ago, 'stand up' you stared at his crotch, the bulge waiting for you. 'are you going to suck my dick or not?' he questioned, starting to become impatient, you looked up in a panic not realizing how much lost in thought you were. you unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, 'come on baby, you remember just like last time, remember how good you made me feel?' this wasn't good for you, deep down you knew it, but no matter how much he slipped the knife under your skin, you couldn't help it, and there was no going back now. looking up into his brown eyes staring down you nodded.

after he finished, he was hard again almost immediately, ready for what he worked so hard to accomplish, finally breaking your image, it was so sweet he could get high just thinking about it. the way you had defended him from cheating even when those girls were right. the fact that he never wanted to be your boyfriend but couldn't stand the fact of you leaving him, he was fucking crazy and tonight he planned something even more fucked up so he always has a tight hold on you.

you sighed as you laid on your back, waiting for haechan to get ready, feeling nervous as you watched him roll the condom over his dick. he moved to the bed finally and climbed on top of you, 'are you sure about this?' he double-checked, hoping you wouldn't back out now. the excitement almost getting to the best of him as he lined up with your entrance. you nodded and shut your eyes as he slid inside. while it hurt so bad, you felt so full. without even telling him he started to move and that's when it felt better, so euphoric. he continued to pound into you, and all you could do was moan into his shoulder, your brain feeling like mush from everything feeling, your body going through the trails of fire. 'I love you' he whispered and you could barely comprehend the words, deep down you knew he was lying but this was too good to fuck up right now, all you could do was kiss him.

you couldn't help yourself. you'd come back every time.

i lost my halo

[127luvr]

009 I’m your Man

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[shookyungsoo]

I don't have words to explain what I felt reading this, it really is a shock to know people are this talented and give us those masterpieces FOR ABSOLUTE FREE AND JOY.

Really I'm just staring at my phone with not a single thought running through my head. It's 3:23 am and I'm torn apart from keep reading to have a nice night of sleep and just binge reading the second part

ARCANE | CH.13 | NCT DREAM X READER | END

Summary: When you decided to apply for a researcher post in an elusive institute, you already had the feeling that you’ll be getting yourself knee-deep into something out of the ordinary. But desperate needs require desperate measures, and so you embraced the invite, despite all the alarm signals urging you to run away. What you found out was nothing you’d ever expected.

Seven boys.

Seven human deviants granted with abilities tied to the legendary Arcana Cards.

Welcome to Project Dream.

Pairing: Various Dream Members x Reader

Trigger Warnings/Themes: violence, torture, trauma, very slight yandere themes, poly dynamics, suggestive themes, language, psychological, mystery, sci-fi. Romance will take a little bit of a backseat on this one since this is more of a suspense-driven plot, but it will still be threaded in the overall story. The concept of the tarot or Arcana cards will be loosely used throughout the series. Note that I am not a trained doctor so there may be some slips here and there about medical things. Again, this is a work of fiction and I am not implying any likeness between the characterization here of the boys to their real life counterparts. I also reserve the rights to all my work—I do not post anywhere else other than tumblr. Minors DNI.

> CH. 1 | CH. 2 | CH.3 | CH.4 | CH.5 | CH.6 | CH.7 | CH.8 | CH.9 | CH.10 | CH.11 | CH.12

Chapter Songs: You Should See Me In A Crown > Billie Eilish | Castle > Halsey | Super Villain  > Stileto | God Sent Me As Karma > Emlyn | Animal > Aurora

“Love? Look at me.”

The soothing voice of someone brushed over the edges of your thoughts. The tone was soft and gentle, a warm balm into the otherwise still darkness that seems to be cloaking you under a veil. It whispered other things to you—words you didn’t catch the most of as they dipped here and there like a broken record. Other voices weaved together with the calming hum, all sounding distant and senseless, with you only catching fragments of the conversation here and there.

“…she hurt?”

“Vitals… okay…”

“She’s in shock—can’t hear… us,”

“Panic attack—”

“Jaemin, do something.”

“Darling. You’re okay.”

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[seouljazzbar]

BUNK 19

SONG EUNSEOK (송은석)

☆ BUNK 19

ABOUT 𓂃 ࣪˖ what happens in bunk 19 does in fact stay in bunk 19. and the boathouse. and the dining hall. and the tennis courts. and the counselor jacuzzi.

WARNING 𓂃 ࣪˖ language, fake camp name, aespa + nct appearances, a smidge of angst, penetrative sex (f. receiving, both vaginal and anal), lots of spitting, a challengers reference if you squint, object insertion (do not try this at home), unprotected sex, daddy kink, random fluff, two seconds of physical violence

PAIRING 𓂃 ࣪˖ camp counselor!eunseok x camp counselor!reader (camp counselor au, summer fling to...?)

WORD COUNT 𓂃 ࣪˖ 8k of wickedness

THIS FIC FEELS LIKE 𓂃 ࣪˖ buzzin by shwayze

“Who else is here?”

It was the first question out of Eunseok’s mouth when he got settled into his cabin for the summer: bunk nineteen. That was the very first bunk he stayed in when he became a counselor freshman year of university. Now a recent graduate, this was going to be his last summer at Camp Watauga before entering the workforce. He intended to soak up every minute of it with no regrets.

“The staff are filtering in slowly, but not too many counselors just yet. You, Mark, and ___.” 

His ears perked up at the mention of your name, but he kept a cool exterior. “Oh, really? Not too many indeed.” His hands made home in his pockets as Director Irwin led him to the main hall. There was nothing but the echo of footsteps and birds chirping just outside as they walked to the break room, and that’s when he heard it. Your voice. 

Mark was laughing at something you said, something Eunseok missed entirely. “Hi, ___. Mark.”

You spun on your heels without thinking twice, eyebrows shooting up at the sight of all five eight and eleven inches of him. He looked different— hair lighter, jaw sharper, shoulders wider. But you didn’t let yourself focus on him for more than the appropriate amount of time to stare at your coworker: one and a half seconds, exactly. “Eunseok, hey!” Your tone was light, casual. Easy breezy.

“Alright, well now that you’re all checked in, you’re free to roam! Kitchen’s doing meals same time as regular camp hours, if you get hungry. Just, please, no illegal substances where I can see ‘em. I wanna be able to keep plausible deniability.”

Director Irwin left without a glance back at the three of you, all of you erupting into a fit of giggles the second you heard the door shut. “Dude, he’s so funny without even trying to be.” Mark nudged at your shoulder, looking at Eunseok with a goofy grin on his face. “Right?”

“Yeah, I always forget just how weird he gets,” Eunseok returned the smile, looking over to see if you were smiling too. That gorgeous, sparkling smile. “What are you two gonna get into for the rest of the day? At least until dinner.”

Mark stretched his hands in the air, his shirt riding up just enough to expose his taut abs. Eunseok noticed your eyes on Mark’s skin, your teeth sinking into your lower lip. “I was thinking about going into town, getting a couple cases of beer or something for the kickback tomorrow night. Minjeong, Jimin, and Haechan get in tomorrow and we’re gonna have a pre-camp rager. You guys down?”

“Ooh, I’m always down for a party with Jimin. She knows how to let loose.” You winked at Mark, blush instantly striking his cheeks.

“Alright, cool, I’ll make sure to get enough then,” His head turned over to Eunseok, “What about you, bro?”

A party was not his plan for tomorrow night, but he figured it’d be easier to play along for now. “Yeah, sounds fun,” He pulled his sunglasses down over the bridge of his nose, “I like Modelo.”

Mark laughed, heartily. He was so easily amused. “Alright, I’ll catch y’all at dinner?” He was out the door after two quick side-hugs, shaking his keys all the way to his car. The engine was loud as it started up, and you could hear the car shifting its way up the gravel driveway. The hall was quiet otherwise, just the smacking of Eunseok’s chewing gum, the minty peppermint wafting far enough for you to smell it on his breath. 

You moved first, pushing him by the shoulder as he kept his arms crossed against his chest. “Oh, c’mon. You can’t really think I want Mark.”

“Coulda fooled me.”

“I mean, he’s cool and all. And really hot, but… you’re sluttier.”

Eunseok rolls his eyes, closing the gap between the two of you, caging you against one of the break benches. “Hm, that’s it? You only want me because you think I’m a sure thing? Well I never!”

You giggle, glancing around the break room before swooping in for a kiss. Sweet, soft lips that you had been dreaming about for nine long months. His sunglasses smushed against your face but you ignored the slight discomfort as his hands found your ass. A handful for each of his palms, fingers kneading into each cheek with appreciation. You could feel your nipples hardening against his chest, the paper thin material of your bra heightening the sensation of his firm pecs. Eunseok was making you all warm and fuzzy again. “I missed you.”

“Yeah? You sure? Sure you didn’t miss Mark Lee more?”

“You’re so annoying! Wasting valuable time talking about a nonissue.”

His hands spread your cheeks apart just barely, just enough for you to take notice. “Valuable time? What else do you reckon we could be doing right now?”

Your mouth fell open as he kissed along your jawline. “W-Well I was thinking…”

“Mhm?”

He took a detour down your neck, floating right to your sweet spot just beneath your earlobe. “The counselor cabins are really close by, i-if you’re free.” Keeping your eyes open was a chore as he nipped at the skin of your neck erotically. “Eunseok, seriously. We’re gonna get caught.”

“What, that doesn’t turn you on anymore?” His palm revved back to strike your ass, squeezing afterwards to soothe the skin. “You know I’m always free for you, ___.”

Eunseok could smell your arousal through the thin material of your panties and shorts, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as all the blood in his body rushed to the front of his pants. Any notion of taking it slow with you went out the window as he grabbed your wrist, pulling you in the direction of BUNK NINETEEN. Since Mark had already started his journey into town and Director Irwin never left the movie room during his downtime, Eunseok didn’t feel the need to be sneaky while getting you into his cabin.

Sure, there were unspoken rules about how awkward it would be to have counselors wreaking sexual havoc for three months straight, but nothing in the handbook. The secrecy derived from how private both you and Eunseok were with your personal lives. It was nobody’s business who you were fucking, and if you two ever decided to stop, you didn’t want relative strangers feeling emboldened to ask questions. Plus, the sneaking around made everything that much hotter.

The cabins had been updated in recent years, and with that came much needed aesthetic and technological improvements. A few touches made the bunks a little less shabby chic and a bit more glamping. It was still ‘granola’, so to speak, but the doors locked automatically behind you. The interior was softer around the edges, no chances of splinters or wolf spiders keeping you up at night. Eunseok had made sure to make up his bed when he first unpacked an hour or so ago, knowing that he’d have company in the form of his summer lover.

“Cute sheets.” They were the same sheets he’d brought to camp for the last four years, with a flower you’d embroidered for each year you and Eunseok had done camp as counselors together. Three wacky looking blossoms in different colors with the years stitched beneath them, a little reminder of your place in his life. You couldn’t wait to add this year’s.

“Thanks, this girl I’m seeing really likes stabbing at it every year.”

He grabbed onto your arm as you shoved at his chest, pulling you into him. “Shut up, you like it.”

“Never said I didn’t like it.” His mouth was warm against yours, lips still wet from the kiss in the break room. Your nerve endings were on fire now that it was truly just the two of you, no chance of being interrupted. Swallowing the taste of your cherry cola lip gloss, a long lasting favorite that Eunseok mentioned liking the first time the two of you kissed back when you were mere campers. A clumsy, barely there kiss during a game of spin the bottle. ‘Wow, delicious’ he said offhandedly, making everyone giggle and making you quite popular with the guys that summer. Everyone wanted to get a taste of your fizzy lipsmackers. “Tastes so good.”

Your cheeks ached as you smiled involuntarily, his compliment flying straight to your ego. The idea that he craves you when you’re apart made you feel powerful beyond comprehension. “What, none of your little Stanford groupies wear lipsmackers?”

“What groupies?” His slightly calloused hands eased up your torso, fiddling with the fabric of your bralette to roll it up above your chest. Your breasts felt so heavy in his hands, full and swollen just waiting for him to play with. “No groupies. Just the memory of you and my right hand.”

He lifted your shirt clean off of your body, leaving your chest exposed to the balmy air of the cabin. “I always took you for a lefty.”

Another fit of laughter befell the two of you as he pinched your hip, kissing you with resumed passion. The way the sunlight hit you through the moss colored blinds made his heart skip a beat, the golden flecks in your skin glittering for him with radiance. “Take off your shorts for me. Slowly.” 

A string of saliva fell onto your chin as you stepped away from him, eyes on his that were already watching you as your hands pushed down atop your cotton shorts. You were slow, following his instructions exactly and leaving your panties on underneath. The material hit the wooden floor with a dense thud, your gaze never leaving Eunseok. Your bralette rested awkwardly beneath your armpits for just a few more moments, Eunseok moving just enough to pull it off for you. And there you stood, almost completely naked in your Birkenstocks while he was fully dressed in his usual Camp Watauga garb. “You’re a siren sent for my demise.”

He was sincere, eyes glinting in their candor. “You’re spoiling me.”

“Because you deserve it.” Eunseok kicked his shoes off as he walked the two of you to the bed, his touch tender as your back hit the mattress, careful not to bump into you roughly. The wet patch of your underwear was blatantly obvious as he got a flash between your legs, and it turned him on even more to know you were just as worked up as he was. “What do you do when you think about me?”

You shuddered under the intensity of his leer. “W-what makes you so sure I think about you?”

Eunseok scoffs, lowering his hips to press them square against yours. “Please, I’ve heard the audio messages you send me at two in the morning. You’re so wet the microphone picks it up. I swear, the way you cry into your phone just thinking about what I’d do to you is louder than how you get when I’m actually with you.”

The feeling of his cock swelling against your thigh made you wrap your legs around his hips, locking him flush against you; nothing but thin panties and his basketball shorts keeping you from what you really came here for. “Mm, okay, so what. You win. I think about you. You get my fingers nice and sticky.”

“So show me… tell me what you think about.” He sat back to pull his shirt off, chest exposing a well hidden surprise. 

Your fingers flitted across his nipples, both of them sporting little silver hoops pierced through them. “Woah, Seokie, I had no idea how hardcore you were.” In the roughly forty weeks that you were apart, he’d gotten drunk on a night out and got his nipples pierced.

“Make fun all you want, but I know you like ‘em.” Your tongue replaced your curious thumbs, swirling around the jewelry like you were trying to find the center of a tootsie pop. Eunseok’s hips undulated your drenched underwear while you got lost in sucking his pecs, giving each one equal attention until tugging at one with your teeth. He hissed, bucking against your pussy harshly at the sting. “Ah, fuck, ___. That hurt.”

Kiss swollen lips all moistened, you pulled away from Eunseok’s chest with a sardonic grin. “What, that doesn’t turn you on anymore?” 

His hands shoot out to pin your thighs to the bed, leaving your cunt exposed for him to grind against in a choppy rhythm. “You’re feeling feisty today, aren’t you?”

“Just like messing with you, s’all.”

Eunseok wasn’t in any mood to punish you, using his fingers to feel the outline of your pussy lips through the flimsy cotton. “I’ll give you a pass. Reunion immunity, or whatever.”

“Thank you, daddy.” 

He was instantly smug at the name rolling off your tongue, chest swelling with pride as you pawed at the waist of his basketball shorts. “Can only call me that if you’re gonna be good the whole time. Are you gonna be good?”

Eyes aglow with mischief, teeth sinking into your bottom lip, you nodded. It was hard to promise obedience when you were so used to being defiant with him, so used to being a brat because Eunseok always has so much fun taming you. But you’d try, if it was what he wanted from you.

“Wanna hear you say it for me, darling.”

His fingers were no longer idle by his side, instead cupping your mound as he waited for you to speak. “I’ll be good, daddy, I promise.” A sharp tug at your panties threatened to tear them but he stopped his movements just in time. Your wetness was the star of the show, glistening in the bright light of day for Eunseok to relish in. Basking in just how riled up you were, leaking with arousal without him really getting to touch you. He slid your panties down your legs, tossing them just over the edge of the mattress so you wouldn’t have to go searching for them later. “Wan’ you to finger me.”

“Thought I told you to play with yourself for me,” Another gush of wetness dribbled out of your core as he blew at it. “Though it doesn’t look like you really need it, you could take it all in one thrust.” 

You pulled at the hem of his shorts so they’d hang lower on his hips, the base of his cock visible from the way they hit his thighs. “But, daddy, I want it.”

“You’re so full of it, ___, you said you’d be good for me,” Eunseok pushed away from you just long enough to pull his basketball shorts off. “You’re awfully greedy, like you haven’t been fucked properly in far too long.”

His cock bobbed as it was released, twitching at attention while you drooled at the sight of it. “It’s been so long, Seok.”

Eunseok decided in that moment to give you what you’d been begging for, slathering his cock in the wetness that was smeared across your pussy lips. He was completely soaked in you without even putting it in yet. “Think you can take it all, baby?”

He knew you could, you’d been taking his cock like a sleeve for the past four years. But watching your bottom lip quiver in anticipation, nails gripping into the mattress, arms propping yourself up so you could have an unobstructed view to him fucking you open; it made him want to perform for you, give you something mouthwatering to remember him by. 

Your body welcomed him like it had a hundred times over. It felt like coming home, having him stuffed inside you again after dreaming about it for so long. Eunseok always fit so perfectly inside of you, like you were a match made in heaven blessed to find each other in this lifetime. Your mewls were a forgotten melody against his ears, his stomach turning at the sight of you underneath him again. “More.”

“Take what I’m giving you like a good slut and I’ll give you more.” Your nose was buried in his neck as his body caged you against the mattress— completely drenched in him as his skin fused to yours, the slight tackiness of sweat emboldening the waves of Eunseok enveloping your senses. That winsome and creamy essence would always remind you of his hips grinding against yours, deep and slow just to tease you. Just to make you gasp out beneath him and beg for more. And begging wouldn’t be a problem if he wasn’t so damn cocky.

Eunseok was so good at talking you through his strokes, the vibrations of his voice louder against your chest than he was in your ear. It was so easy for him to make your mind feel all fuzzy just by being around you, that sweet peach smell so specific to him. You liked being so inundated by him, liked feeling like you were drowning in a sea of nothing but him all the time. Loved not knowing where he ended and you began because he was just so all consuming. You loved being his. “You look so beautiful like this.” Your breath caught in your throat, fingernails digging into his bicep as his lips ghosted your cheek. You were convinced he’d never felt this good before. “So pretty.”

“Fuck me hard,” your voice was whiny and pathetic, just the way Eunseok liked it (even when you were defying him). “I’ll be prettier— I-I’ll be prettier if you fuck me harder.”

Something flashed across his face far too quickly for you to catch it, his eyes widening just for a moment as he faltered from the leisurely pace he’d set. Eunseok was trying his hardest to be a little gentler with you since so much of your sex life was rough and fast. He didn’t mind slowing things down and showering you with a bit more affection and flowery sweet nothings. But he was only so strong, couldn’t resist you pleading with him, voice so desperate. How could he possibly deny you when you asked him like that?

His hips snapped forward as your hands snaked down his back, mouth cracking open at the delicious change in rhythm. “Yeah? Want me to fuck you dizzy?”

A whimper escaped your throat as one of his thumbs flicked at your pert nipple, toying with it like he usually toyed with your clit. “Fuck me dizzy, daddy,” His jaw clenched as you spoke, your tongue licking at the shell of his ear like you had dozens of times before. “I'll be so good for you, please.”

The bed creaked obnoxiously as he forced your legs back as far as they could go, pinning them out of his way so there was nothing holding him back from absolutely battering your cunt. You were certain that the wet smacking sound of his hips meeting your soaked center could be heard from just outside the cabin. Your body was suddenly hotter, the air thick with humidity, sex and oh so sweet Eunseok. It was moments like these where you thought you’d do absolutely anything for him, no matter how dark, if it meant he’d drill into you like this whenever you wanted. You’d consider signing your life away to be his own personal cocksleeve.

“Gonna fuck you ‘til you can’t walk anymore. Show Mark that you’re taken.”

With the way he was fucking into you, that wasn’t too far off. He shifted his weight to his knees so he could wrap his hands around your hips, dragging your body down on his cock in time with his thrusts. Your stomach coiled with hot orgasmic bliss as he angled his hips to rub your clit with each thrust, the pressure taking over your entire body in the form of mind-numbing pleasure.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Your body twisted in on itself as he pinched your nipples, applying just enough force to throttle you over the edge. “Fuck!” His lips met yours in a heated kiss that you were too fucked out to reciprocate, just moans and whimpers tumbling out as he licked into your mouth.

You were barely restored from your orgasm before he was bucking into you again. “Tell me, ___, tell me about the guys you slept with while you were waiting for me.”

“E-Eunseok!” It wasn’t a secret that you weren’t committed to one another, but telling him the details was going too far. You certainly didn’t want to hear about all of the girls he was railing at Stanford. “Too embarrassing…”

He stilled your hips flush against his pelvis, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. “Tell me, or I’ll stop altogether.”

Catching your breath, gasping for air you didn’t even really know you were deprived of, you opened your eyes to face his demand, “It was only two, I swear.”

Eunseok grunted, resuming his thrusts with exaggerated force. “Were they keeping you satisfied?” Your cheeks burned with embarrassment, not wanting to think about the meaningless hookups that you only went through with because you were horny. “Or were they greedy? Huh? Were they taking care of my baby the way I do?”

“Mnh, no! The first guy was terrible, nothing compared to you.”

He slowed his thrusts, gripping onto your thighs a bit harder. “And the second guy?” You didn’t respond as quickly as you had the first time. In fact, you didn’t speak up at all. Eunseok was starting to think you didn’t hear him.

“Ma— The second guy was… he took care of me, daddy.”

Eunseok wasn’t expecting you to say that at all. He was expecting you to wax on about how nobody was better than him, but this threw a wrench in his plans. “Turn around, get on all fours.” His cock slipped out of you unceremoniously, his jaw clenching as you scrambled to turn over.

“I’m sorry, Seok, it didn’t mean anything.” 

He folded you in on yourself, leaving your ass perched in the air for Eunseok to play with as he saw fit. His cock lodged back in your cunt in one motion, filling you to the brim like he’d never pulled out. Your cries were muffled by the pillow your face was pressed up against, arms limp above the mattress as Eunseok fucked you like a rag doll. All of your neurons were short circuiting at the same time, leaving you a braindead slut for your camp boyfriend’s fat cock. Drool soaked the pillowcase beneath you, and it only made Eunseok laugh at your tremors of pleasure. 

“Remember what I taught you last summer?” His deft fingers fluttered just over your puckered hole, laughing as he watched you jerk at the featherlight touch. “Yeah?”

A rivulet of his saliva dripped onto your hole, his index finger stretching through the ring of muscle. The fit was tight and you arched your back at the intrusion, a shaky moan rolling off your tongue. “E-Eunseok…”

He was still thrusting into your cunt shallowly, rocking forward just enough to prolong the pleasure. “Don’t tell me,” His long fingers slapped your opening harshly, sending down another glob of spit. “Was all our training for nothing? Am I the only one who’s fucked you here?” One more dribble for your entrance before he added another finger, pressing them against your walls that were still wrapped around his cock. “Hm? Am I the one and only, baby?”

You whimpered at the memory, his fat cock splitting you open in a way you’d always swore you’d never do. But he was just so charming and intoxicating, his charisma your fatal weakness— you’d never dream of saying no to Song Eunseok. 

“Y-yes. You’re the only one.”

He loved that answer. He wasn’t stupid, he knew you were fucking people the other three seasons out of the year. But there was a very large part of him that took pride in knowing there was something reserved just for the two of you, something no one else got to experience with you. It made him slip his cock even further inside of you, testing out a third finger as you bit into the pillow beneath you. “That’s what I like to hear, baby,” Gliding his cock out of your heat and tapping the tip against your hole, gaped open by his fingers that were still pressed inside. “You ready for me?”

You nodded slowly, nervous to take him after such a long time without it. “Slowly, Eunseok. I’m scared.”

Eunseok ducked his head so his lips were pressed right against your ear, “Baby, you know I’m always gentle with this one.” His free hand wrapped around your ponytail, pulling you towards him to arch your back at just the right angle. You barely registered the switch from his fingers to the head of his cock, his touch so delicate and the added gloss from your juices making it so seamless. “God, baby, you’re so hot.” His hand snaked around to your breasts to fondle them as a distraction to his length sliding deeper inside of you.

“Oh, fuck,” so that’s what you had been missing this past year, “oh, Seok, I’m so full.”

He’s never been shy around you, groaning out curses and moaning your name as he so pleases. His voice sends vibrations through your head, and all you can focus on is trying to breathe right. You were so overwhelmed with the feeling of Eunseok inside of you, you felt like you were pulsating. His hand in your hair tugged at you so you’d turn towards him, whining into your mouth before locking you in a sweet kiss that tastes like peach rings. “I’ve thought about this… everyday for the last nine months.”

That was true, or at least you wholeheartedly believed it. Very rarely, once every few months or so, Eunseok would text you into the wee hours of the morning, checking to see if you were awake. And every single time, you were. It was like you could sense that he was going to text you, your body wide awake until the very moment the text came through. It always ends with the two of you on the phone, talking each other through a filthy orgasm or two. You’d actually catch up once you finished, mesmerized by the facets of his life that you’d never seen before. And then you wouldn’t hear from him for another two or three months.

And when the wait was over, you were back in his arms, breathing in the sweat canvasing his body as he fucked you like his own personal toy. You were so pliable, so obedient, so in sync with his every desire; you were the high he chased September through May.

“Put your fingers in your pussy.” A quick slap to your ass before grabbing onto it, “you were dying for it earlier, go ‘head.”

You didn’t even have to move your fingers once they were inside of you, Eunseok’s thrusts providing enough friction to stimulate your g-spot. “Oh, fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum.”

Pumping two fingers inside of yourself, Eunseok added two of his own as he rubbed at your clit ruthlessly, thrusting into your ass still just as deep as before. The wave crept up on you in an unforgiving crescendo that raptured your soul from your body. Your body convulsed uncontrollably, hips thrashing against Eunseok as you squirted all over the sheets. The fingers crooked inside of you were a mess, covered in both your juices and cream from fucking yourself on them. You could just barely hear Eunseok hissing at how tightly your ass was squeezing him.

Eunseok was able to hold off on his own climax, thrusting shallowly into you until your tremors subside. “Felt good?” He took the risk of ruining his camp shirt by wiping his cock down with it, leaving your holes filthy and empty as he took an intermission for cleanup. “I thought about you every night at school, wishing my hand was you. Imagining pumping your sweet little pussy to the brim with my cum. Or painting your pretty face with it. Sometimes both,” His fingers curled inside of you and your eyes flittered shut. “Would think about you in my dreams, too, fuck. Had to jerk off before class because you’d get me so worked up.”

When Eunseok got like this— messy, generous, overruled by lust— there was no stopping him. You knew that you were effectively out of commission for the rest of the day.

The marathon fuck-fest went on for all three days you had before camp started, sneaking away to grab food at the very end of meal times, doing everything in your power to avoid everyone else. The days spoiled you, the reality of the situation escaping you until you were forcefully faced with it. The beginning of camp meant having no time designated for private moments tucked away with Eunseok. It was all about finding time throughout the day for stolen kisses, coordinating bathroom breaks so he could finger you hastily, slinking out on late night smoke sessions with Haechan and Minjeong to ride Eunseok until you passed out. The only guaranteed time you had with Eunseok was after campground curfew if you weren’t on cabin watch.

The nightly routine was the same— at eleven o’clock on the dot, you were knocking on his cabin door. The lights were already off but Eunseok would take the time to make sure every single light including the porch one was out. That’s when he’d open the door, just enough to peek out and ensure no one was watching before pulling you inside. It was the same for when you left, and all the hoops you had to jump through was just part of the fun. Having a three step plan before even being able to kiss him was worth it when he put his hands on your body, lips on your skin, knees knocking yours. He was yours only in private moments, but yours nonetheless.

Eunseok kissed you like you were the antidote to his incurable desire, and that wasn’t something you were willing to give up (even if you couldn’t tell anyone). But this summer was all about risks, evidently, as the two of you were quick to jump each other’s bones all across the campgrounds. Something about the looming threat of never being back at Watauga again made the two of you much more willing to test your luck.

THE BOATHOUSE

Your panties in your mouth was the only way you were able to muffle all the noises you were making, your ass sore from the way Eunseok was fucking into you. There wasn’t a sturdy enough surface for you to grab out for so you settled for pressing your hands against the wall, eyes trained on the rest of the counselors outside. The window was tinted, and small enough that they wouldn’t be able to see anything, but you couldn’t help but wonder; did they know? Know the reason you and Eunseok stepped away at the same time? 

“Look at them. So clueless. Minjeong has no idea you’re getting your little pussy pounded right now.” His head rested in the crook of your neck, careful not to leave any hickies with his kisses.

“Oh, please, Seok, let me cum.”

The vibrations from his laughter permeated through your skin, “you wanna cum? Play with your clit for me. Rub it like I would.” Your eyes rolled back so far you were sure you’d go cross eyed, scorching hot bliss consuming your body as your orgasm swallowed you whole. The fear of being caught was the greatest aphrodisiac Eunseok had ever served you, the feeling reaching down to the tips of your toes as you curled them in rapture. “I know, baby, I know.” Quick fingers swirling around your clit as you spasmed on his cock, his own legs buckling in weakness. His arms wrapped around your torso, keeping you steady as cum spilled right into your cervix. 

He pulled out before he went soft, cum hitting the floor with a quiet splat. You turned at the sound, mouth ajar as he looked back at you with eyes wide as saucers. “Eunseok!”

THE DINING HALL

It wasn’t on purpose, but you definitely didn’t stop him from peppering kisses along your neck and jaw as you filled the juice dispenser with ice. You wouldn’t bother getting fully undressed, lulling articles of clothing to the side amidst the grinding and heavy petting before he entered you smoothly. “So good for me, letting me fuck you out here.” His hands clasped atop yours as you gripped the dining hall counter, the prettiest gasp torn from your throat as he bottomed out. 

Eunseok’s chin rested in the juncture of your neck and shoulder, warm breathing fanning the side of your face as your eyes screwed shut from the pleasure. His arms move to wrap around your neck as you let your head fall back onto the table, mewls slipping past your lips as he rammed against your g-stop. “Feels good baby? Want more?”

You frantically nod because you could never say no to more from him, back arching as his hands fondle every erogenous zone he could reach; nipples, chest, lower tummy, inner thighs. That paired with his deep thrusts sends you over the edge briskly, your cup of bug juice spilling over from the way you were thrashing in his hold. Your orgasm triggers his own, his teeth sinking into you as he fills you up to the brim. 

THE TENNIS COURT

Twice a session, Camp Watauga organized Field Trip Day. No counselors ever want to go on the first trip, but you and Eunseok were smart— make the sacrifice for the first trip so that you both could hang back together when all the other counselors had to go on the second trip. It was the smartest thing you’d done in all your years at Watauga. The campgrounds were like a deserted island, just you, Eunseok, a few staffers, and a first year counselor whose name you kept forgetting.

“Would you let me fuck you with a racket?”

You didn’t need too much time to think about it. “Mm, a fresh one, yeah. If you really wanted to.”

Eunseok dug his hand through the duffel bag he brought out with him, “Like the brand new one I washed this morning just in case you said yes?” He wasn’t kidding. “I wrapped it in a clean towel to be extra safe.”

“Okay, I was under the impression the question was hypothetical.”

His head tilted to the side as he shrugged, a little embarrassed to be shot down so quickly. “It still can be. But I really want to.”

“How thick is that thing, anyway?”

A wicked smile spread across his lips— he knew he had you. “It’s thinner than my dick, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

And he was right, your skirt pulled up and your panties to the side testing your entrance with the edge of the racket. Your pussy opened up for him slowly, taking every centimeter of the racket that he sank into you as he tested the waters. Light, precise thrusts to get your body used to the feeling. “Feels…” 

“Good? Do you want me to keep going, or do you wanna stop?” Eunseok halted his movements as he waited for you to respond, smiling like he’d won the lottery when you urged him to continue. “Be as loud as you want, baby, no one can hear us out here.”

Out on the tennis court, the very one you used to play on when you were a camper, you let your guard down. You leaned back into Eunseok’s chest, head resting on his shoulder as he worked you open with the racket. The ripples of pleasure already had you squirming in his hold, having to force yourself to calm down— he was just getting started. With Eunseok wrapped around you taking care of your sodden folds, you crept your hands beneath your shirt to fondle your breasts. The attention made your hips buck into the racket, a sharp cry soaring from your throat. “Fuck, the felt good. Aim it higher.” He did as he was told, in awe of your transformation from hesitant to in charge. The grooves on the handle added extra sensation, that soft spongy spot flourishing under all of the attention the racket was giving it. Your orgasm was rushing in on you hard and fast, and you couldn’t stop yourself from fucking the racket back. “Faster, fuck, right there! ‘M so close.”

Eunseok altered his position before granting you your demand, fisting the racket handle with one hand and caressing your clit with the other. You were unreservedly exposed to the woods before you, but the way you were spreading your legs suggested that you didn’t care. Another gush of wetness leaked out of you at the thought of a random hiker seeing you splayed open like this, drinking in your pussy like a pervert. You were gluttonous, your appetite for euphoria unappeasable; it was complete benediction that you’d found Eunseok to not fulfill your desires, but tempt you with entirely new ones.

“Give it to me, angel,” A string of spit dripped from his lips onto your cunt, “Wanna see you cum all over this racket like the hungry little slut you are.”

It was the kind of orgasm where you thought you might die, the ecstasy too much for your body to handle. Bathed in direct sunlight, heart racing like a marathoner, brain utterly devoid of any thoughts other than Eunseok, Eunseok, Eunseok! 

The racket slipped out of you naturally as Eunseok loosened his grip and your seizing pussy pushed it out. Eunseok was hard as a rock as he watched you come to, your sweaty palms reaching out for him. “Just so you know,” your voice was hoarse from all the screaming, “I would’ve never let those other guys put a racket in me.”

THE JACUZZI

The perfect goodbye, in Eunseok’s words, was a tryst in the coveted counselor jacuzzi that required special permission from Director Irwin. “We won’t have to ask if we go while he’s asleep.” And just like everything he’d ever talked you into, you couldn��t say no to Song Eunseok.

Eunseok was already waiting for you at the jacuzzi when you arrived, arms spread out against the rim as the beginning flecks of sunrise teased the horizon.

It felt different than all the other times you guys had been together, except one— your first time with him. Neither of you were virgins when it happened, but he was so tender with his every touch. Gentle with the way he spoke to you, soft in the way he praised you. Sleeping together sprang from carnal desire, but his manifested delicately. All of those feelings came flooding back as he talked you through this time, lips sucking on your earlobe as you twirled your hips with his. Hands pressed to your back, tongue crying out about how beautiful you were. It gave you déjà vu. 

And there, with your cheeks flushed and your hair pulled away from your face. With sweat dotting your hairline and your lips three shades darker. It had never been clearer to him. “I love you,” The sound of the jets in the water almost muffled him. “And I don’t want you to say anything just yet, alright? I really want you to think about it because I really think you might be the love of my life, and I don’t wanna rush through that. Just… think about it.”

Your head bobbed in understanding, not knowing how to just continue after a confession like that.

“Alright, let’s get out of here. Before someone catches us.”

It was the only time Eunseok had ever left you high and dry, and you were too frazzled to finish yourself off. You walked back to your cabin in a trance, combing over every moment you’d spent with him under a microscope. He loves you. Not just into you or in love with having sex with you. He loves you.

There wasn’t much for you to think about, but you’d already decided to humor him. You’d take the rest of the day leading up to the going away party to ‘ponder’. 

The annual (unofficial) going away party for the counselors always took place in the woods, keeping the debauchery far away from the campers who liked to test their luck with curfew since it was the end of the summer. It was a childish celebration of all the time spent at Camp Watauga, but you wanted to entertain it, anyway. It was your last summer, after all.

Eunseok didn’t want to play Never Have I Ever, knowing that it was gonna leave him hungover the next morning since everyone liked to play dirty. He resigned to finishing his drink leaned up against a tree, soaking in the picture of all of you together for the last time. Sure, he was staying on the East Coast, but it wasn’t a guarantee that he’d be able to keep in touch with everyone. Although, the only person he really cared to stay in touch with was you.

“Okay, never have I ever hooked up with someone in the circle.” Giselle giggled at her own addition, knowing for a fact that several of her friends would have to drink. Minjeong and Jimin rolled their eyes as they took a sip, their relationship being a dead give away that they’d hooked up before. But Eunseok was far more concerned with the sip that you took than anyone else.

He wanted to say something, but he knew it would give him away immediately. So he was relieved when Jimin spoke up for him. “___! Someone in this circle?”

You cleared your throat, obviously avoiding Eunseok’s gaze as you tucked your hair behind your ear. “Um, yeah. Just a couple times, nothing crazy.”

“A couple times? Who?”

It was painful as you polished off the rest of your drink, fidgeting with the fibers of the rug you were sitting on. “Mark.”

Oh. Oh. The same Mark you’d told Eunseok you wanted nothing to do with, that Mark? Mark Lee who’d had a thing for you since you were a shy camper, nervous about spending the night away from your friends and family? Eunseok could kill him. “When was this? Was it right under our noses?”

“Eunseok—” You knew you shouldn’t have said anything, but lying would’ve been just as bad. Mark could’ve chimed in at any moment, and he wouldn’t have been exaggerating. Sure, the two of you knew it was just sex, but you never told him to keep it a secret. You weren’t ashamed of your sexual history with him, but you were afraid of how it would affect Eunseok. 

“No, please, tell the class. I think we’re all just curious.”

You couldn’t feel the night breeze anymore, white hot humiliation burning you from the inside out. “It wasn’t a big deal. It was when Mark moved back to Connecticut for a few months for work. His apartment was like ten minutes from campus and he asked if I wanted to meet for a drink.”

“We never did get that drink, now that I think about it,” Mark chuckled to himself, locking eyes with Eunseok, “Never made it out of my apartment that night.”

The difference between humans and animals is quite simple; logical reasoning. Humans can think about certain things and are motivated by their instincts, intellect and logic. Animals are incapable of reasoning and are simply motivated by their instincts alone. Eunseok, by definition, was an animal. His fist cut through the air and into Mark’s jaw without a second thought. 

You were almost certain you heard a crack upon impact, but Mark barely flinched. Like he was expecting it. He was ready to fight back with his hands curled into fists, fractured jaw bone an afterthought. Everyone else was shuffling to get away, screaming at the two of them to knock it off. The only person to jump in the middle was Haechan, arms flexing every muscle possible to keep Eunseok and Mark off of each other.

“Guys, stop! Why are you fighting?” Their fight was lost on everyone but you, the guilt you’d shoved down bubbling to the surface as you watched them claw at each other. 

Haechan was able to get a handle on Mark, leaving Eunseok open for you to shake some sense into. He was so hurt as he finally looked at you, shoulders slumping as his chest heaved. “Eunseok, stop it, why are you getting so worked up about this?”

Mark was out for blood, cradling his jaw as he said what everyone was thinking. “Because everyone knows he wants you but he can’t admit it.”

“I have her! She is mine! I belong to her!” The hush that fell over the room was eerie, not a single peep out of anyone as you watched Eunseok with bated breath. “You guys might have fucked a few times, but she’s mine. Has been since year seven. Just because we set each other free from fall to spring doesn’t mean I’m not hers.”

So much for keeping it a secret. Everyone gawked at you, the shock of you and Eunseok actually being a thing greater than the shock of Eunseok punching the shit out of Mark. Like clockwork, everyone gathered their things and fled the area, whispering about how they’d never seen that side of Eunseok before.

You were still startled. “What was that?”

“Oh, don’t start. You’ve been nothing but distant this whole summer, you let me hang around Mark looking like an idiot, you made me feel fucking stupid!”

“Distant? Eunseok, we’ve spent everyday together. You’ve been my entire summer. And of course I didn’t tell you about Mark, there’s nothing to tell! We only hooked up like three times, and it was mainly because I was missing you,” He moved to interject but you cut him off with a wave of your hands, “Do you know how selfish it is for you to tell me you love me, tell me not to respond, and then accuse me of keeping you at arm's length all in one day? To paint me out to be this heartless tramp when I’ve only ever loved you?”

He kicked at the twigs by his feet, hair on the back of his neck standing up at those last two words. “You love me?”

“Does… does this really sound like the time for that? I’m in the middle of tell you that I’m pissed at you.”

That cocky smirk was back on his face, his front teeth gnawing at his bottom lip. “Yeah, but you love me.” He took his bruised hand to grab your chin, forcing your focus on him. “Say it.”

“Eunseok…” He hummed at the sound of his name in your mouth, angry demeanor nowhere to be found. “You big, dumb idiot, I love you.”

He kissed you like he was afraid he might hurt you, cradling your head delicately as you let yourself simmer in the feeling of love. The feeling of your fingers in his hair, his heart beating at the speed of light against your chest. It was a feeling you’d pushed down year after year, too afraid to confront the possibility of losing him. And now, wrapped in his arms post love confession, you weren't afraid of anything.

So, yeah. Maybe you felt a little corny walking into the dining hall the next morning with Eunseok’s arm thrown over your shoulder. But you’d do way cornier things for Song Eunseok.

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Banana | Juicy Fruit | Jeno [NSFW]

Lee Jeno - NCT Dream

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~1.8k

Pairing: Jeno x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Established Relationship, Porn without Plot

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Deep Throating/Face-Fucking, Daddy Kink (oopsie), Soft Dom! Jeno, Big Dick! Jeno, Sex on the Coffee Table, Sex on the Floor, Unprotected Sex (Don’t!!)

Summary: Bananas are already sexually viewed, let alone when you add some chocolate syrup…

Author's Note: This series was supposed to be of drabbles, but as you can see this is way too long to be considered that.

This is only vaguely based off of Smoothie…I say this because I got the idea for a fruit theme, but past that its unrelated.

🍉 Mark 🍉

🍇 Renjun 🍇

🍒 Haechan 🍒

🍑 Jaemin 🍑

🍓 Chenle 🍓

🍍 Jisung 🍍

Revised (1/31/25)

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You almost never eat bananas. Even if you do, you prefer it cut them up with some other fruits and berries. Eating a banana in a…normal way, often leads to giggles and dirty thoughts. Mostly because all of your friends are men in their early twenties but still act like middle schoolers. So, in the privacy of your own home, you finally allow yourself to eat the yellow fruit. When Jeno comes over to spend the weekend, your boyfriend notices the bundle on your kitchen counter. They’re still a little green on the ends which means you’ve gotten them recently. He sniggers a bit immediately, imagining you eating one. He laughs more because he can see your stern glare, aimed at him to warn him not to say anything. It’s incredibly unlikely you’d eat one like a "normal" person, which is good for him for two reasons. One, he won’t have to worry about making fun of your snack choice, and two he won’t have to deal with the consequence of your beating him up for said teasing.

"Princess?" He calls out to you; you’re probably in your room. Normally when he comes over, you’ll be waiting in the living room, but you’re nowhere in sight.

"I'm in the bathroom!" He hears your reply in the distance, so he goes down the hall, the door to said room open. When he peaks around the doorframe, you’re sitting on the edge of the tub. There’s a shallow pool of water filling the basin, both of your feet resting inside.

"You okay?" He sits next to you, just facing the other way. Jeno touches the water with his finger and cringes at the cold.

"I spilt my coffee…" You huff sheepishly, your boyfriend cooing at you in pity.

"Oh, princess." He turns more toward you, so he’s able to rest the side of his jaw on your shoulder. His soft black hair tickles your cheek as you rest it on the crown of his head.

"I think they soaked long enough. I don't think they're burned." You move to pull your feet out and he stands so he can help you. Even the soles hurt since the hot liquid had puddled and you stepped in it while trying to recoil. When Jeno sees you wince he sneers at your feet, how dare they hurt you. You let out a soft yelp as his arms easily lift you like the princess he treats you as and he carries you to the living room. Gently letting you down on the couch he asks if you want a snack.

"I got some bananas, can you get me one and the bottle of chocolate syrup?" You motion toward the kitchen, and he eagerly leaves to gets it, trying to hide his expression. If he’s too obvious about forcing himself not to watch you eat, you’ll notice, but at the same time, if he does watch, you’ll also notice. He’s in a pickle…which then makes him think about you eating a pickle and his brain is unraveling in his skull. As he looks at the bundle of bananas to find the best looking one, he snickers to himself as he picks the biggest one out and then gets the bottle of chocolate sauce out of the fridge. He comes back with your requested snack as well as your box of Rice Krispie Treats. You’ve already put on some drama you have been casually rewatching and he tries to occupy himself with eating his snack. You peel the yellow fruit about halfway, the peel flopping over your hand. Jeno watches out of the corner of his eye as you pop the lid of the bottle open and drizzle the syrup onto the fruit. He’s insanely glad that at least the liquid is the color it is, it would be all over but the crying if it was white. A scene catches your attention, so you just hold it in your hand, the chocolate dripping down over the pale yellow and your boyfriend's head starts to swim. Were you planning this? Maybe not, because when you finally take a bite, it’s aggressive, and it makes him cringe. That helped at least. You make it worse again though because you halt your next bite midway through, just having your lips wrap around it, enamored with the scene. He doesn’t care, nor does he remember what is playing, his eyes too focused on your mouth. The chocolate has mixed some with your saliva and thins to the point it drips, missing the peel and landing on your hand. You grunt in realization, pulling the fruit out, leaving light teeth marks, and lick the chocolate off your hand. You must feel his gaze because your eyes flick up to meet his and he chuckles, trying to mask his smoldering gaze with humor.

"You're going to make a mess." He playfully scolds and you’re fooled by his ruse. You sneer back in jest and make an annoyed noise as the syrup begins to flow down the banana more. Jeno has to bite his tongue not to groan when your tongue leaves your mouth to lick up the banana, catching the chocolate so it doesn’t drip any further. You’re going to kill him if you keep going like this... The final straw is when you put nearly half of the rest of the banana in your mouth, trying to eat it faster to prevent more mess. Before you can actually take the bite though, it’s yanked from your grasp, landing on the coffee table with a splat. You shout in despair at the loss, but your boyfriend's tongue soon replaces the banana. Your upset whine turns to a moan, falling back eagerly when Jeno climbs over you, pressing you into the couch. Worked perfectly, you think to yourself. Jeno's tongue licks over every inch of your mouth, tasting your fruity snack. As he pulls back from the kiss, he sucks on your tongue, then props himself up to loom over you.

"Floor." He orders, his tone instantly going hard, making your cunt clench. You scramble to follow the command, kneeling obediently at his feet as he stands at the end of the coffee table. You watch with great interest as he unbuttons his jeans and pulls the zipper down, revealing his hard cock to you. You lick your lips, and he huffs as you eagerly opens your mouth wide, tongue out.

"You planned this, didn’t you?" Your boyfriend groans softly as he lets the head of his cock rest on your tongue. You hum in agreement as he slowly enters your mouth, your lips and tongue expertly stroking his cock. When the head meets the back of your mouth, he waits to hear you suck in air through your nose, then continues. You sit likes a good girl, just letting Jeno fuck your mouth, whining slightly when your nose finally touches the skin of his pelvis. You swallow, fighting back gags, holding your breath as best you can. Your eyes flicks to his and he smirks, beginning to move his hips. Your purposefully let a great deal of drool pool in your mouth, strands of saliva coating his cock and dripping to the floor. He loves when you’re messy. His gaze flicks to the discarded banana on the table and he much prefers seeing his dick in your mouth than the fruit. You take his thrusts like a champ, practice makes perfect. You love when he does this just as much as he does, the power and dominance he has over you through the act makes your head swim as well as the lack of air. Jeno can hear your breathing getting ragged, trying desperately to suck in air whenever his cock is far enough out of your throat, but your eyes are watering, face getting red. Luckily, he’s close. Your eyes meet his again and he waits till you inhale as much as possible, then buries his cock completely and cums down your throat. You swallow aggressively to get his load down but not gag at the same time. When he finally pulls back and out, your lungs weep in relief as you pant. Your throat is raw, spasming to compensate for the abuse it just took. So, you don’t have to get up, Jeno meets you on the floor, helping you kneel differently so you can bend over and rest on the coffee table. Your breaths are still heavy as he pulls your shorts down just enough, the fat head of his still hard cock meeting your soaked cunt. You nearly came when he did, he can tell by the way your core is clenching around nothing.

"Fuck, princess~" Jeno groans as he sinks inside of you, as hot, tight, and wet as always. He loves watching your little pussy take his big cock as your little body shakes under his big one. Your fingernails try to dig into the glass of the coffee table to no avail. As soon as he bottoms out, you cum, he can feel the characteristic squeeze. Your boyfriend starts as your orgasm fades, your hips knocking into the lip of the table, and it would have hurt a lot more if it wasn’t rounded glass. The glass under you begins to fog at the heat of your body and from your panting breaths. Your eyes lazily fix on the discarded banana from earlier, a fallen soldier who performed it's job so well.

"Fuck!" You gasp when Jeno's hands pulls you back, even so much as to make you slide back on the floor and off the table. Your hands and cheek softly fall onto the rug, the new angle letting his cock hit you even deeper. Your fingers finally have something to grip as he rails you, sweat beading down his brow, his tongue sticks out of the side of his mouth in concentration. He knows he looks like a rutting dog fucking a bitch in heat, which is what you look, and sound like too. He loves that you can’t control yourself when he’s balls deep in you. Jeno huffs when he sees your face, cock-drunk and red, eyes glazed over, mouth open.

"You're so good for me, pumpkin." He smirks when your shoulders twitch, the word triggering your submissive mode.

"s'good daddy~" You whine and he full on laughs, head tilted back, his hard swallow bobbing his adam's apple. You can see most of him from the corner on your eye and you hadn't even realized he’s taken his hoodie and shirt off, his delicious body on display. He’s a sex deity or something, you’re convinced. With the way he looks, the size of his cock and the way he moves his hips, either that or he’s a sex-robot that got loose. His thrusts starts to stutter, getting shallower but no less hard.

"Want daddy to cum inside, pumpkin?"

"Yessss~" You nearly cry and with three more pumps, your insides flood with heat, and you fall over the edge too. Even awhile after your orgasms have faded, you both kneel on the floor. Jeno pants, wondering if he should keep going for your sake, even though he knows he can get hard again. He isn’t even sure you’re awake. Chuckling lightly, he looks up to the banana on the table.

"Thanks, little buddy."

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How you met NCT dream/ how you got together ⋆｡˚ ⋆💚 (poll winner)

nct dream x fem reader, non idol

catagory: fluffy fluff!

tws: swearing, mentioning of bullying

summary: little oneshot, drabbles of how you and *insert nct dream member here* got together or met as a couple! all cute and sweet here!

a/n: THIS HAS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR DAYS RAHHHH, finally got it down and finally out too! Hope you all enjoy because I had lots of fun writing this and probably will have more fun seeing your reactions to it all!

Mark: 

You were out shopping with your friends at a busy mall when suddenly you all are approached by a group of seven boys... One of them yelling at the others to “leave her alone” and “no stop!! I'm not being serious”. Curious, you turn to your friends and tell them to wait, you want to see how this plays out. One of the boys ran to you first and said in a jumble “hi I'm Haechan, my friend Mark who has the really red face and is sorta kinda really annoyed right now thinks you're cute and would like your number”. You pause.. You were checking him out with your friends earlier on that trip! This was perfect! “Oh, that's really sweet... yeah, call him over, I'll get his number” you say with a pretty smile. He shyly walks over with his phone. “I’m so sorry about them, if you don’t want to really give me your number that's totally fine, i don’t wanna cross any boundaries y’know” he says while staring at the blank contact named “cute mall girl”. You giggle and take his phone and put your number in and change the name to “cute mall girl y/n”. “Call me tonight ‘kay? We can organize a real date! You say sweetly with a cherry red blush spreading across your cheeks, which made Mark smile and chuckle a little. “I’d like that... I’d like that a lot” 

Jaemin:

You and Jaemin had been friends for years! Putting up with his silliness is definitely a task.. Only fit for the best! You two have had sleepovers, holidays together and hell, you both have spent more time together than with your own families! It was one sleepover in particular that brought you two closer together than ever before. You were both sound asleep when suddenly you jolted up in a panic. You had a dream where Jaemin had found another best friend, and you couldn’t stand it.. But it wasn’t in a ‘I'll miss my best friend’ way.. It was a ‘I can never lose you’ way. While pondering your feelings you feel a pair of arms wrapped around you. “y/n, why are you up?” he asks sleepily. “Nightmare? Bedbugs? Oh, my goodness is it me? y/n how could you.. If you wanted me to leave-” he jokes before you cut him off “not never... Don't do that..” You splutter out quickly. “Oh y/n... so serious” he says before pausing... and then kissing your cheek. “Come on sleepy time, I'll even cuddle you how ‘bout that?”. You nod and snuggle in with him. “you’re cute... And mine now” he says. You were in total shock. He wanted you too? “Cats got your tounge? Fine by me, no arguing means yes” he says playfully to which you nod. “It does mean yes”. “I’m still gonna tease you though.. Girlfriend or not” he says playfully. You playfully hit him “way to ruin the moment Jae...” 

Renjun: 

You were class president and top of all your subjects! The perfect girl! The only imperfect thing was the boy that constantly hovered around you, following you like a lost puppy. You’re a kind girl and usually wouldn't mind, but this guy was a pest! “y/n what are you doing this weekend? Me? Oh, I have detention with Mrs. Lee, I accidentally dented her car when kicking around a football with the boys outside” he says with pride... you didn’t even ask. It was one day that Renjun was trying to find you when he overheard a group of people laughing at something, or someone. He goes over to see when he locks eyes with you, crouched against the wall while the group tore you to shreds, picking on you because you were alone in the hall and in the wrong place at the wrong time. Renjun was not having this at all. He storms over, shoves the people aside and takes your hand. “yo, leave her alone, what the fuck do you think you're doing?” he asks sharply. You were stunned... all this time you thought he was just an annoying arsehole, maybe you were wrong, and presumptuous, and imperfect. While your emotional turmoil took place, Renjun had scared the bullies off! “You okay y/n?” he asks kindly. You start crying. “Renjun I'm so sorry, I've been so rude to you... Please let me make it to you” you blubber and sniff. Renjun starts laughing and wipes your tears. “Don’t cry, it’s okay... I'll forgive you if you let me take you out” he says hopefully. The next day you’re both at the arcade, having the best time together. 

Jeno:

It was no secret Jeno was a heartthrob, but not for the ‘bad boy’ type of way! He was the sweet, friendly guy who everyone got along with and was friends with everyone! Except you for some odd reason. Whenever you spoke to him, he put his head down and walked away! You were a popular girl, so what was it that was putting him off? Your hair? Your makeup? Your style? You spent days thinking it over before saying ‘fuck it’ and asking him yourself like an independent woman! You catch him in the hallway where you tap his shoulder and spin him around. “Okay Jeno... I’ve tried thinking of everything and I can’t figure it out! Why won’t you be my friend?!” you ask in a hurry. His face goes a deep red and he starts stuttering. “n..no it’s not that! I swear!!” he says in a panic. You tilt your head like a confused puppy. “Huh?” you ask. “i..i think your cute okay.. I like you.. But I didn’t want to embarrass myself.. But that backfired I guess” he says with a shy laugh. It was like you had an epiphany.. Of course he didn’t hate you... He likes everyone! “Wait that's cute and sweet... I'm so sorry for thinking you hated me!” You say, feeling bad for assuming. He laughs softly and takes your hand gently. “Well... do you want to go for coffee after school?” You nod and freak out inside a little. “Yeah!! Of course I do!!” 

Chenle:

Chenle... Where to begin. When he’s not busy annoying the living daylights out of you to your face, he’s doing it some other way. The worst way being cutting letters out of the school magazines you make as head of the school yearbook/magazine committee. Your hard work.. Always missing letters due to this asshole! “Hey y/n! Love the new copy sweetheart” he teases, handing you your magazine... with more missing letters. You shook your head, took the magazine and walked away. You decided to sit down and talk to your graphic design friends about what he was possibly doing. After an hour or so you all give up and work on homecoming prep. Homecoming was already so soon, and you didn’t have a date. How embarrassing! Chenle was kinda cute and his teasing was endearing, but you shoved that feeling so far away it was locked up in a cage, inside a box, inside a suitcase, inside a storage container... set on fire. Homecoming was approaching and you were desperately considering other options. Yangyang wasn’t bad... And neither was Sion... Just then Chenle came up to you with a banner... it was all the letters from your magazine spelling out “I may be a pest, but can I be your pest at homecoming?” He was blushing and it was the first time you’d ever seen him shy. A pink hue shines over your face as you walk over and pull him into a hug. “Of course you can” you say softly. “I’ve been waiting and planning this for so long... I’m so lucky you said yes” he says, his tone soft and sweet, unlike his usual teasing one... you could definitely get used to this. 

Haechan:

It was a quiet day on campus... or at least it should’ve been!! You were the normally quiet girl but was as sweet as sugar! Everyone loved you!! Especially Haechan.. Who was nothing but a nuisance to everyone around him. You were just heading to the library to study before your English teacher approaches you, dragging Haechan by the tie behind him. You sigh and wonder what on earth you’re in for. “y/n... Please can you tutor Haechan for me.. He won’t listen.” You sigh; your teacher sounded so done... HOW WOULD YOU COPE??? But to your surprise Haechan shoots you a little smile and mouths “I won’t annoy you, I promise.” You shake your head, holding back a little smile. After tutoring a seemingly attentive Haechan for a little while, you two got close! You even joined his cool, popular friend group! After one tutoring session Haechan fell asleep on the desk. You gently ran your hands through his hair... He worked hard and you did think he deserved a rest. He felt your hand in his hair and woke up, but all he did was gently take your hand... Lift his head up.. Gently took your chin.. And kissed you.  

Jisung:

You were a regular (huh) at your local coffee shop! You always came in in the evening to knuckle down and get some study done! The only issue is that the barista that worked there was really freaking cute, and you always caught yourself.. Or were caught gazing at him, making him blush at the counter. When you order your coffee with him, he always writes on your cup! “Have a nice day” “Study hard! Fighting!” and things like that, until one day when ordering, you both ended up chatting because the shop wasn’t too busy. “Hey y/n! The usual?” he says sweetly. “Yep! You know me so well Jisung!” you say happily. And off he goes to make your medium caramel latte, soy milk and an extra pump of salted caramel, which he charges you at normal caramel syrup price. “How's today been?” you ask him. “Not too bad, school was alright, and it’s not been too busy today either” he says softly. “What about you?” he asks in that cute tone that makes your heart flutter. “Busy, university is hard going” you say with a giggle and sigh. “Being 22 sucks” you joke. “doesn’t get much better at 23” he jokes back. You chat and sip your coffee with him, studying long forgotten about. You leave the shop with a polite goodbye and just as you’re about to throw out your cup, you see pen on the inside of the cup sleeve. “Day 42 of hoping you see this, i think you’re really sweet and special to me, can i treat you to a coffee date?” 

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after hours | lee haechan part. 2

pairing: lee haechan x fem!reader

warnings: rockstar hyuck, fwb, smut, cum eating, choking, fingering, oral (m/ receiving), rough sex, unprotected sex (do not), overstimulating, breeding kink, rest of nct dream being mentioned, alcohol & drugs, angst, car sex, pet names (doll, love, darling)

summary: haechan and his band mates were having a lot of concerts in your area, you two always hooked up in the after hours of his concerts, recklessly getting drunk and high, you’ve got fucked by the universe when you started to catch feelings for him.

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“what are we gonna do when we get home doll?” he asked you as he turned on the engine, waiting for your answer.

“what about round two?” looking at him while grinning, he pressed down on the gas pedal, eyes locking with yours.

“round two sounds great doll” he smiled before looking at the road again while holding your hand.

haechan opened the door for you as you climbed out of his car taking his hand into yours.

it didn’t even take long until your lips reunite with each other, tongues fighting, but haechan won this time, picking you up as you wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers playing with his hair.

“how are you gonna open the door?” breaking the kiss looking into his eyes, they show pure lust for whatever is gonna happen between the two of you.

“i’m just gonna open the door like a normal person” he laughed while getting the key out of his pocket twisting the lock open guiding you into his home.

haechan hungrily kissed you again, his hands resting on your ass, pulling you closer to him as soft moans were heard in between your kisses.

he carefully walked over to his kitchen, placing you down on the counter as he stood between your spread legs, drawing circles on the inside of your thighs, kisses traveling down your neck stopping at your cleavage.

you can already feel how wet you’ve gotten just by haechan doing his thing on you and as his hand moves even closer to your core you started feeling a tight knot forming in your stomach.

“you’re so needy doll, so wet for me and i already fucked you senseless” he laughed as he inserted two fingers into your dripping cunt.

your mind was blank and you didn’t even noticed how much your body was craving his touch, you fell in love with haechan over the past weeks and you never noticed, not even now as he’s two fingers deep buried inside of you.

“oh fuck hyuck” being the moaning mess you are, trying to close your legs but haechan opened your legs back up with ease, wrapping one hand around your neck, squeezing oh so lightly trying not to hurt you.

haechan liked how rough he could be on you not needing to care about a few bruises or scratches on your body cause it turned you on as much as it turned haechan on.

without any warning he dragged you down from the counter and as soon as your feet got in contact with the ground he turned you around with your back facing him, parting your legs with one of his feet while letting your upper body rest on the countertop.

“you gotta be really quiet doll, don’t want those neighbors to hear you” his voice was soft but you knew he wasn’t gonna be soft on you as you heard his belt being ripped out of his pants and soon felt on your ass cheek letting you breath in harshly with tears forming in your eyes.

haechan unbuttoned his pants before dropping them on the floor with his boxers, pumping himself a few times before lining himself up between your legs, slowly pushing his cock into you.

“fuck doll taking me so well” he groaned while grabbing your ass as he started to move slowly, picking up a faster pace after a few seconds, slamming your hips against the counter each time.

haechan wasn’t going easy on you but you’re still a moaning mess enjoying each and every single moment you two are together.

one of your hands moved to haechan’s hand holding him tightly as you tried to get some words out of your mouth, but almost immediately giving up cause you’re unable to speak properly, tears streaming down your face.

“what’s wrong doll huh?” he asked as his thrusts began to become sloppier and inconsistent as he waited for your answer, giving you a few seconds to breathe.

“g-gonna c-cum fuck” you stuttered, cheek pressing on the counter just when you heard haechan laugh a little, picking up his pace once again, hands digging into your hips almost making you choke on your own spit.

“fuck you wanna come around my dick doll?” he groaned letting out small whimpers as you reached out for his hand once again, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten coming undone around his cock trying to catch your breath.

haechan on the other hand didn’t really care, he slammed his dick into you in an immense pace almost reaching his own peak.

his thrusts were getting faster and sloppier and his groans got louder.

your mind? currently unavailable, haechan fucked you into a new world, leaving you completely breathless with a tear stained face and ruined make up.

“fuck” was all he said before cumming into you, moving back and forth basically fucking his cum back into you.

he turned you around slowly pulling you into a long hug whispering sweet words into your ear, promising you the world which made you fall for him even harder.

haechan did promise you the world a lot, but was he ever doing anything? no he wasn’t but you couldn’t care less, everything he did was perfect for you.

he had no time for a relationship with you yet he still fell for you too, but he would never bother telling you anything about his feelings for you because he rather keeps stuff to himself not wanting to make you worry.

but what if you want to tell him one day? you definitely want more you just don’t know it yet.

[jhypeach]

[9:00pm]

pairing: haechan x fem reader warnings: angry and jealous sex, edging, orgasm denial, fem receiving, male receiving, blowjob, squirting, fingering, self-play, smut smut word count: 1k+ an: my first haechan fic OMG! i got so into him lately that it drives me crazy 😭 anyways enjoy my first fic for hyuck

It's been an hour since you returned to your shared apartment, and Haechan hasn't spoken to you. From the moment he asked you to go home and to the ride home. Now inside your shared apartment, he couldn't even spare you a glance. You get out of the bathroom to see your boyfriend resting his back on the headboard of your shared bed, reading something, or should you say, busying himself as the book is upside down.

"Baby, is something wrong?" You asked him, but he ignored you again and went inside the bathroom. You followed him inside as he was stripping off. You took off your robe and joined him. You hugged your boyfriend from the back, kissing his shoulder blades before placing your chin on his right shoulder. "Love," you said seductively as you run your hands on his upper body, down to his torso. Before you could even reach his shaft, he caught your wrist, "Do you think you deserve a good fuck tonight, y/n?" Haechan asked as he pulled you in front of him. Walking closer and closer to you, crashing your bareback on the cold tile of the wall.

"Don't I, baby?" You rebutted as you attempted to claim his lips. He moved his face sideways, making your lips land on his cheeks and his lips perfectly on your ears. "Not when some guy was eyeing you earlier." He licked the back of your ears, going to your jaw, "Making them see you in a view that is only mine, hmm?" he licked your jaw as he grabbed and pulled you closer by your left thigh. His shaft is actually nudging your entrance.

You moved closer to him to make it enter your pussy. "Not so easy, baby" he made your back face him, his hands trailing down to your core as his other hand wrapped your neck. You could feel his fingertips getting closer to your inner thigh. The could tip if it sent shivers to your body, making you whimper to his touch. "This is mine," he said as his fingers made circles above your entrance and clitoris, "Got it? All mine" he kissed your neck, leaving love marks on it and biting it.

Haechan inserted two fingers in your hole without warning. You inhaled sharply to the cold slender finger that entered your genitalia. "So tight," he said as he pumped his fingers inside you a few times before adding two more, "That's how big I am, right?" he asked as he licked your neck and shoulder blades. "Bigger, b-baby… ahh," he continued thrusting his fingers inside you as his hand around your neck tightened. "Haech.. ahh-im… clo-," He didn't even let you finish your statement when he pulled his fingers out of your hole.

"Not yet" He pulled you down, leveling your face on his dick. He stroked it for a while and put it closer to your lips. You partly opened your mouth, letting the tip of his cock circling on your lips. "Will you suck me good, y/n?" he asked with a sweet smile plastered on his face while holding his shaft very close to your mouth. You nod as you wrap your hands around his long, hard rock shaft. You kissed it a few times, then licked it as you massaged his balls too. Slowly, you slid it inside your mouth, bobbing your head and slowly getting the pace.

"Look at me, love," he said as Haechan grabbed your hair to make you look at him, "Should I move it?" he asked, caressing your cheeks and wiping your drool. "Hngh.., Hngh" was your only response as you grabbed his legs to pull him closer, and his dick deeper into your throat and swallowing on it.

His grip on your hair tightened as he thrust deep into your mouth, "You like deepthroats, don't you, baby?" he asked, catching his breath as he pounded hard in your mouth, "Hngh… Hngh". The vibrations of your response send shivers down his whole body, making him pound even harder. Tears are slowly forming in your eyes as his dick hits your uvula. "Fuck" his last remarks before he pulled you up and made you encircle your legs around his hips, aligning his tip in your entrance. "Move it," he commanded as he walked to the sink and stood in front of the mirror.

He kissed you hungrily, licking, sucking, biting, and nibbling your tongue and lips. Haechan made you lean your back on the wall, resting his right hand on the wall near your face while his other hand played with your nipples. You have your arms interlaced around his nape to hold your weight. He continued pounding inside you, rough and deep, as his kisses went down to your neck. "Look at us in the mirror, y/n." he said as he bit and left marks on your neck, "Ahh…ahh," you moaned as his shaft kept hitting your good spot.

You bit your lower lip as you felt another wave of orgasm nearing. "I'm close, ahh," you said, ruffling his hair to release some tension. He continued shoving his dick inside you at the same pace. Your legs are already shaking, wanting to release, "I'm coming, pl-please ahh." And he pulled out once again, "To the closet, in front of your full-length mirror," Haechan's last statement as he put you down.

As you reach the closet, you sit on the chair across from the full-length mirror. You spread your legs and saw how glistening your core was already. Wanting to release badly, you played with yourself with your fingers. You inserted two fingers and pumped them inside you, "ahh, ahh," you moaned as you clenched around your fingers. You were about to insert another finger when Haechan entered, and this very view put a smirk on his face. "Baby, no coming until I say so"

He knelt in front of you and licked your inner thigh. "Continue pumping," he said as his tongue reached your entrance. His tongue played with your clitoris, sucking and nibbling it with his lips. His hands slowly reached for your boobs and kneaded them. "Do you like your view?" he asked as his tongue entered your pussy. "Hngh" a whimper was the only answer you made, "Use your words, love" his tongue replaced your fingers that were thrusting inside you, "Yes… Hyuck, please," you begged as your legs quivered for another release. "Squirt on my mouth, love," he said, sucking your genitals.

Seconds later, you release for the first time of the night, "I said squirt, love," he said, still sucking your entrance and kneading your boobs, and so you did. Squirted in his mouth, catching your breath and huffing for air. "That's my girl," he said and stood up and kissed your lips. You can actually taste your cum in his mouth. "Come on, love. Let's clean you up," he said as he returned to the bathroom and kissed your temple. "You haven't released yet," you said as he walked you two inside the bathroom, "Later, I'll do it inside you"

"What was that for?" You asked Haechan while you two were relaxing in the tub. "Hmm?" he asked. "The sudden ignoring of my presence?" you added, rolling your eyes even if he can't see it. He let out a chuckle, pulled you closer to his chest, and gently kissed your shoulder blades, "I got annoyed by the number of guys eyeing my girl earlier." Now it was your turn to let out a chuckle, "Don't worry, baby. Your dick is still my favorite," you said and laughed with him.

[hencheri]

shdjdjd i didn’t have anything in mind but ur response sparked some ideas so i’ll share but i defer to ur knowledge cuz idrk what im talking about when it comes to nct😭 /lh

i was kinda thinking about what he’d think about exhibitionism,, cuz one of his recent instagram posts was sooo slutty /pos and i was briefly thinking about him being a camboy? maybe solo stuff because i’m not sure though how he’d feel about his partner (and by partner i don’t necessarily mean romantic just ,, reader insert if ykwim like.. con or noncon…) being shown off to others… i don’t know how possessive he’d be? also could see him like. camming but then having a double standard for girls hehhe

but then i was also thinking he’s into voyeurism. i agree he’s such a perv n i love the concept of like,, he just can’t help himself, he does all these dirty nasty things without thinking or like you’d said, with the encouragement of his friends,, they’re all just feeding into each other’s nasty fantasies /pos he feels very stalker coded? also!! virgin loser incel jisung who wants to lose his virginity sooo bad and he feels he’s owed it, so either in the nohyuck au, jeno and haechan let him use you for ‘practice’ or a similar idea but like not necessarily an extension of that scenario.

i just feel like maybe once he gets an idea in his head, he has to make it reality. he fantasizes a lot but, he also needs to act on it. in one way or another. i’m kinda imagining in college where he takes pics of u in class to masturbate to when he’s at home but it gets so bad, he just throws his hand down his pants in the lecture hall and jerks off to the back of your head. ok i’m going to stop for now😭

also needed to say ur response in total but especially the last couple lines made my brain short circuit in the best way possible /pos pos pos

me reading your ask: 😼

▸ 18+ mdni. | warnings: mentions of noncon & stalking.

camboy!jisung is interesting because he definitely wants that attention. he's so horny all the damn time it makes him wonder if he doesn't have a problem, but when he posts short clips of him jerking off, and he gets so many compliments... his ego boosts up so much. jisung's the kind to like the anonymity behind it too, he'd probably answer all his messages, sending nudes back and forth with random girls online.

with a partner, though, i don't think he'd mind! like, what if he gets with a girl as dirty as him? he'd be down to make videos, but just of certain body parts, like the penetration bit, without showing their faces. and kinda toxic!jisung... but he'd do it just for the praises online :/ but the double standard!!! yes, he'd think his girl doing it alone is wrong, like he'd definitely think she's a slut or a seeking attention whore :x like, he'd just find it too dirty for a girl. she's supposed to be good and pure!

jisung so stalker coded, 100%. when he has an obsession, he doesn't let it go easily. his mind doesn't take a break, he's constantly imagining stuff and i know he's too obsessed with knowing what the real thing is that he won't stop. no because nohyuck would give him pussy. as friends, they're here to help him, and they'd let him have you for sure! but tbh, chenle would help him too. takes a girl with him, doesn't say jisung will be there... not that jisung can't pull, but also yes lol.

he makes his fantasies reality without realizing it, i think!? if he manages to be alone with you (with help or not), he'd dive in for a kiss when he thinks the moment is right. but you don't feel the same, so you pull away, but he insists and of course with his ridiculous height, he cages you easily.

but um, in the lecture hall... that's kinda hot. it's so freaky and disgusting, but he would. damn it.

[starillusion13]

PRECIOUS pt.2

To read pt.1 click here

Pairing: Prince!Seonghwa x f!reader x Prince!Hongjoong

Genre: Royal, Fantasy, Angst, Yandere

Warnings: smut, raw penetration(don't dare to do it unnecessarily), fingering, hints of nightmares, weird dreams, gaslighting(?), just hints of pregnancy. So, it’s about a Lie or Truth?

W.C: 4.2k

Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated 😭. Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!

Many have requested to do the second part on this so here it is as promised with some soft and spicy insert. I hope you would enjoy it and reviews are always appreciated.

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Request from: @warpedspirit (the first part ---> here)

MINORS DONT INTERACT UNDER THE CUE!

“Wake up princess…”

“mhm…”

“Do you want to sleep more?”

You snuggled into the soft blankets wrapped around your body and nodded sleepily letting out chuckles from both the males, sitting on the either side of the bed beside your head and peaking down adoringly at you. The elder brother patted your head, fingers slowly brushing the hairs and the younger one playing with your fingers. You could feel their eyes on you and the tickling sensation from their touch made you to giggle. You were feeling so much important and loved by your two best friends. For a moment, you were enjoying the time with them but as soon as the memories flashed back from last day, you jerked off from their touch. Sleepy eyes were then wide open startling the two men. Hurriedly, you tried to get off the bed and run away from them but the elder one’s fast reflex made you stop.

“What happened Y/N? Why are you scared?”

“Seon-Seonghwa…leave my hand…please let me go…I need to go.”

“What are you saying? Where do you need to go?”

You were trying to get your hands away from his grip but his hold was strong enough for you to fight against him. The same way he was holding you that time when you both met for the first time in that backyard but that time your eyes were shining bright with happiness and then now, your eyes filled with tears with fear. You recalled how they keeping you there against your will away from your fiancé. You needed to get away from that place as soon as possible before they could act more maniacally. Atleast, you should find the queen and then you could hope for some help or you could explain yourself to her.

“I need to go to Haechan. He is probable worried for me. Whatever you are doing is wrong Hwa.”

“Haechan…he…Y/N you-“

“Hogjoong! Calm down.”

Seonghwa with pity in his eyes pulled you towards the edge of the bed even though you were struggling to break apart from him, adorably cupping your face, his fingers brushing your cheeks, eyes precisely reading your current state and somehow for a few moments, you felt to be the most precious thing in that kingdom because of the fondness he was holding in his eyes while looking at you. Your reflection seemed to be a star inside his eyes. But this is so wrong, you have a fiancé.

“You are again having those weird dreams and thinking about running away from your home to this unknown person. Y/N….”

Tears falling from his eyes and a frown appeared on your face as to what was the reason for which he was crying. Was he putting up an act to make you stay with him?

“Why…why are you crying?”

Hongjoong made his towards both of you with a neutral expression and you were quite not sure of his mood or what he was thinking while approaching you but the way he came near you and gentle hands patted your head before resting them on your lower back.

“The reason is very clear, precious. He is crying for you. It’s not usual for someone to have their partner speaking delusional stuffs often after waking up from sleep.”, He said.

“Huh?” Hearing him, you turned back to Seonghwa.

“You are again under the effect. I guess you should take the medicine today.”

“What are you even saying, Seonghwa? What medicine?”

“Y/N, my precious, my princess. Since the day we came back from that other kingdom, you are acting weird as if imagining stuffs and blabbering nonsense while asleep. You started having nightmares and whenever these stuffs occur, you feel scared of me. Of us. I need to sue all the people in that kingdom for whatever and whoever has done this to you.”

Hongjoong added to his brother’s words, “It hurts to see you like this.” He turned you around and staring deeply right into you, into your eyes. “It cause our heart to ache to see our precious love so broken everytime whenever those black magic affects you. We should not have taken you there in the first place. It’s our fault, I’m so sorry.”

“Joong…no…”

“Y/N, he is right. We are really sorry. I’m sorry too for causing you this.”

Both of them having tears in their eyes and somehow, you were feeling pity for them. Were you causing them trouble? How? You could clearly remember that how you came to the kingdom last day to meet your father and then you met the queen who was so excited to have you after so long time after your disappearance from the kingdom suddenly, you told her about your engagement. Then you were in the court room where you saw your father with the other generals and ministers and then when Queen introduced you to rest of the others present there and you met Hongjoong and Seonghwa, who could not recognise you first but eventually were so excited to meet their childhood bestfriend.

You were glad that when your father shouted on you, they sent him off and then when you three reunited happily but when you brought up the topic of your engagement, their demeanour suddenly changed and started acting like some possessive jerks and as far as you could remember, they kissed you against your will and then you were drugged.

“You are telling lies. Nothing like this happened. I can still clearly remember what had happened last day. You are keeping me here against my will, you even kissed me when I had told you how I am engaged.”

“Y/N. You are engaged.” Hongjoong smiled sadly and folded his hands above his chest.

Before you could speak, your eyes fell on the mirror showing you your dress. That dress was not what you wore last day. You were a simple village girl gown but now you were covered in yellow sleeping gown with royal embroideries. Your hairs were all open, falling and covering your neck and shoulders. They both reading your reactions with curious eyes and trying to stay as much close to you in that moment.

“I’m engaged… to…”

“To us.” Hwa snacked his arms from your back and made eye contact in the mirror. The mirror reflecting the royalty visions and the empowerment. You had only one thought that all these were not yours. You didn’t belong there.

“Who changed my clothes?” You asked him slowly.

“Changed? You as per daily routine, you wore this last night from one of your gown collections.”

“I…I did not…something is not right. Yesterday I came to this palace for the first time in so many years after I last visited and then…”

Hongjoong stood beside you, glancing at his brother for once and then tugging your hairs behind while both of them having soft smiles on their face, “then you met the queen and your father who is like the one to be punished for insulting you in front of us. You apparently met us while Queen introduced you to us and we were so happy to have you but suddenly you told us that you were engaged and we lost our mind.”

“Is that the thing you wanted to say?” Hwa asked you while putting his chin on top of your head.

“Yes yes yes. That’s the thing. How come you know? Joong Hwa, please I will forget whatever happened yesterday but please let me go.”

“Y/N. He knows that only because that is the story you always tell us after waking up from your sleep whenever you have these sudden visions in your sleep or maybe nightmares.”

“story?”

“Yes precious. Hwa and I feel so upset while dealing with you in such state but you know, we need to be strong as we are engaged and we can’t just ignore you like you are nothing and let go of you. If you don’t trust us then let me call some maids. Wait.”

Hongjoong made his way out of the room leaving you both behind. Seonghwa turned you around and smiling at you and little you managed to smile back to him in response. Seeing this, he held your head to bring you closer and planted a soft and slow kiss on your forehead. You closed your eyes feeling his warm lips on your skin and a wave of comfort spread over body but still a pinch of weariness was still there.

Suddenly, you heard a lot of footsteps nearing you and on turning around, you could see few maids and soldiers were standing with a bowing posture in front of Hongjoong and a wild rage in his eyes reflecting while staring at them but the eyes became soft while he looked at you.

Clearing his throat, he spoke loudly as to keep himself audible to everyone present inside that huge room of yours, well their kingdom as how could you just say it yours, “My precious princess of this palace. The Future Queen of the kingdom wants to know about herself. I would appreciate if you all just greet your princess with honour and show her some love and respect.”

“What’s happening, Hwa?”

They all turned towards you and Hwa and bowed together. The in charge of the maids stepped forward and bowed down before speaking up.

“Princess Y/N, your honour, we are glad to have you with us since the day you were announced as the future queen of this kingdom and got engaged with our both of the princes. We are so sorry for us to be here right now when you are so vulnerable but we always want to show our love, respect and kindness to the most wonderful soul in this kingdom. For the upcoming ball night, you are getting married to them and we would be honoured to be living under your ruling hand. Thank you, princess Y/N to have us here and we will do our best to prepare for the most awaited upcoming celebration.”

With the end of her statement, she smiled and bowed down before retreating her steps to join the rest of them.

 You were still confused with her words and the squeeze in your hand from the elder prince, assuring you to take everything slowly and not to force yourself to fit the puzzle. You looked at Hongjoong across the room who was already staring at you, he mouthed slowly ‘Do you want to hear anything more?’ You quickly denied with aggressive shaking of your head and turning to Seonghwa, you asked him to tell others to leave the room. The soldiers and maids were then quickly dismissed from the scenario and you zoned out to your thinking about the situation unfolding in front.

You wanted to believe that they were telling you the truth and all those were your imaginations but somehow deep inside you, a feeling of uneasiness striking your every nerve as to why you were imagining a stranger as to be your fiancé and the day you met these two princes and they kept you here was replaying in your head and it felt so real. Who was Haechan? Was he just a part of your imagination? Or might be someone important whom you can’t and keep imagining him? Were you really engaged to both the princes? You casted a glance to both of them and they were discussing something between them. Your knees felt weak with all these overthinking and you sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the bedsheets tightly into your fist. You didn’t want to face your father but for then you wanted to ask him whether everyone around you was faking things or you were really the princess. But did you think your father would appreciate your presence and help you out to solve that problem?

“Is this real?”

The two princes stopped their conversation and looked at you. They shared a knowing look with each other and then when Hongjoong approached you, grinning adorably at you. He sat beside you and gave you a warm hug and that time, it was enough to soothe you.

“Hongjoong, I’m scared. These all are confusing to me, I want to forget it please. Do something and make me forget it. I feel like losing my mind and I belong to somewhere else even when everyone around me is trying their best to cope up with my mental health. I am being a burden to both of you like this. Even when I want to believe those are my imaginations but somewhere it feels like the reality and you…you are lying.”

“It’s okay Y/n. There is nothing for which you need to be afraid of and thinking so hard. We are here for you and we can overcome this together.”

Hwa kneeled down in front of you and placed his hands on tops of your yours, resting on your lap. He smiled up to you and then again, a little smile appeared on your face as well.

“You have to trust us. We are not lying, Y/N. We can’t lie to you and also you can’t be a burden to us. I hope we can arrange for some things which can help you to forget this forever and we won’t be in this situation again.”

“Is it possible?”

“Of course, it is my precious.”

Turning your face around by your chin, Hongjoong said “You are always so vulnerable at these times and we take care of you by being with you the whole day to get off your mind from this as much as possible. Do you want to know?”

You nodded quickly on his words and he casted a glance to Seonghwa who nodded in response to which the younger prince smirked.

Hongjoong pulled you closer earning a surprise gasp from you, making you sit on his lap. Your wide eyes asking a lot of things but his hands just rubbed up and down on your back relaxing your tensed self. “Don’t be surprise like this.” He chuckled.

“You have to trust us. Okay?”

“Yes.”

Holding your chin up, staring straight at you, “Do you trust us?”

“I do.”

With that, his lips crashed on you and you closed your eyes. Lost in the moment, the memories of those story flashing back at you. That hungry kiss of his is nowhere similar to the now gentle kiss of his lips when moving on yours. He was your fiancé and the affectionate and love was all radiating from the heat of the kiss. The vibration of his groan when you pulled his hairs echoing in your mind. The moment with him with your bodies so close and his lips dancing with yours. You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t notice how Seonghwa was admiring your every little sounds you were making and your movements under the touch of his brother. He tapped on your hand to gain your attention and then when you both broke apart from the kiss to look back at the person who just called you. You were gasping for air and Hongjoong was still in the dazed state similarly as you but you chuckled when Seonghwa offered his hand to pull you towards him.

“Why are you smiling, love?”

“It’s so weird that few moments back I was struggling to get away from here and now here I am accepting your hand so eagerly.”

“Its okay though, that’s usual to feel scared after having those dreams that feels so real and I’m glad that you are fighting against the odd very well. We are proud of you. Can we?”

“You don’t have to ask, Hwa. I’m already having so much on my mind and please help me to get off from all these but don’t push me off my limits, please.”

“Just two, okay? Can you handle it?”

You nodded in response and then when he quickly attached his lips with yours. His kiss was lot more rough than his brother’s as if he was fighting against his will not to suck your whole life out of you. The way his hands holding your hairs tightly in his fist and other wandering around your body, you felt like melting under his touch. Teeth clashing with each other and saliva sliding down your lips was earning groans from both the princes.

With slow steps, he made you step back towards the bed and when the back of your knees hit the bed, you fall down on the bed with him on top of you. You moaned when you felt his hands on your chest, squeezing slightly and his lips still attached to yours. You felt him pulling your dress down your shoulders to expose your shoulders and collarbones more. Tongue sliding from your lips, licked down to your throat and neck, teeth hovering over the skin of your shoulders and finally he kissed on the collarbone. The moans from you were ringing in his ears and pushing his inner beast to just rip off your clothes that moment but he didn’t want to scare you off so he managed to put up a gentle smile and moved down to your legs to lift your gown. Meanwhile, Hongjoong attached his lips again and you willingly accepted it. He pulled you upwards to give Seonghwa more space between your legs. Removing every clothing from your woman hood, Seonghwa pressed his palm over your heat and you gasped in the mouth of Hongjoong.

“You are being so good for us, precious. Everything is gonna be okay. Just trust us and only us.”

In a daze, you broke the kiss to look down at him and nodded eagerly to which he chuckled. Your one hand entangled in Hongjoong’s hair and other grabbing the sheets tightly. At this point, you have forgotten every doubt, every reason of your fears and the situation of the outside world is just an abandon stuff to you. You no longer wanted to step outside to clarify your thoughts but just wanting to feel them.

Seonghwa inserted his finger slowly and your eyes twitching and face scrunching up with the effect. Their eyes watching how you were falling apart second by second and swearing, they were feeling so many things to do with you right that moment. Slow but painful rubs were making on your bud and a jolt of waves of pleasure ran down your body making you moan out his name and after abusing it for few more times, he pushed himself inside you also filling up your ears with praises. You didn’t realize when he got rid of his extra accessories and clothing.

“Yes, take it like a good princess. My precious doing so well for us. So good.”

You trusted them and they told you that that was the way they kept your mind off from those situations everytime when you were vulnerable but somehow the feeling of him buried inside you and pleasure spreading all over your body making the tits hard under the hold of Hongjoong and Seonghwa endearingly looking down at you while a bundle of knots building inside you. Their equal attention and touches with lots of praises nearing you to your climax and when he started to hit your sweet spot, you lost your mind and started blabbering nonsense. His hands pushed your gown more up to your stomach and rubbing the thighs softly before gripping the hips tighter. With increasing of his pace, you could feel him getting to his high soon as well and then when you screamed out his name when you both came together.

Heavy breathings and sweats mixing with each other when he rested his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and kissing there. Your hands patted his head and other one intertwined with Hongjoong.

“Seonghwa…”

“Yes, my love? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

“No…no…but why did I feel like that it is my first time doing this?”

“Hm…you always feel like this. Maybe everytime when we express our love like this with each other, we find ourselves falling in love all over again and everything seems to start from the beginning but gradually, we will feel that we belong to each other and everything will be fine.”

You hummed and he get off from you just to rest himself sideways beside you and peeking down at your half eyes closed state. Hongjoong got on the bed mimicking his brother’s previous position and his every lingering touch was sending warm waves of pleasure. Your fingers and toes curled when you felt his lips leaving feather kisses on your thighs and inner thighs. Seonghwa placed a kiss on your forehead and you looked towards him with hooded eyes. Your attention averted towards Hongjoong between your legs, smiling down at you.

“My precious princess. Are you ready for me? You are already so good for us. I know you will be okay. Trust us.”

TRUST THEM. They were repeating these words over and over again. You knew they didn’t want you to feel burden and you being a precious gem to them. They couldn’t lie to you as why would they when you were engaged with them. Then why were all those scenes from the story keep flashing to you and you felt like having a separate life out of the palace. A life which was calling you back to it’s embrace. Also, your soul felt like missing out someone so important to it, as if someone waiting for you to engulf you in his arms and give you the comfort of home. Haechan. Why were you still thinking of him? He was just a character from your imagination.

“Ah!”

Your thoughts broke when Hongjoong pushed himself deep into you and start thrusting with an annoyed expression, as if he could read that you were again thinking all those scenarios. But as soon as he made an eye contact with you, his demeanour changed quickly, the rage in his eyes became soft just like someone threw some ice-cubes on the burning fire. His thrusts were rough and uneven as if he was waiting to have you under him, whimpering and moaning out his name like that. To break you down with himself buried deep inside you was his only thoughts running through his mind. Your sounds and wiggling movements under him, making his dick twitch inside you and your walls clenched around him.

“Yes, precious. Just like that. You feel so good. You are doing so good.”

With the praises and uneven thrusts hitting your g-spot pushed you towards your high and with a final thrust, the coil inside you broke loose. He was riding out his high and your bud felt stimulated with the movement and you whined to it. Hongjoong pulled himself out and placed him on your other side. Your mind was clouded with everything happened right that moment but you could feel two pairs of eyes staring down at you. You somehow managed to look back at them.

“I want to forget those fake scenarios for forever but… but I can’t take my mind of it. I feel like having a different world out there. A different life. But don’t know why. I want to trust you. I trust you but still somewhere there still linger some doubts.”

“Precious Y/N…Everything needs time and we will overcome this together. You will be a great queen and a great mom.”

“Yes Joong, she would be the best mom to our children and the great Queen of this kingdom.”

Hwa placed his hands over your tummy and rubbed soothing circles over your dress messily folded upon. You could remember how they released themselves inside you and still could feel their cums inside you.

“The baby that will be growing inside you will be ours. You are our precious. Take rest, Y/N. We can figure out things later.”

Humming to him, you snuggled into the sheets and fell into slumber.

The two princes stared at you for a while before sharing looks with each other. Having a conversation with just eyes, they smirked and watched how your chest moving up and down with your silent breathes. Hands placed each on top of their own on your belly.

“let’s prepare for the most awaited day for our precious.”

Was it really a dream? Or were they faking everything? It’s not true. Right? They were your childhood best friends and soon to be your husbands. You were just overthinking and doubting them. You needed to apologize them later for worrying them and causing them so much trouble.

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“Did you find her?”

“No, prince Haechan. We couldn’t find her anywhere but some villagers told us that they have last seen her in the nearby kingdom.”

“Which kingdom?”

“Halazia.”

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hala hala hala hala halaziaaaaaaaa......

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NCT Fics

Johnny:

full time buzz by hazyhae

ꨄ︎ johnny suh x reader Ꮺ fluff, smut | 13.3k words | s2l ✎ you’re a stoner weed enthusiast who's been dealing with bad luck in both your work and love life. insert johnny, an upcoming dispensary owner who knows nothing about weed and is too attractive for his own good, and maybe you’ve found the solution to both of those problems.

Mark:

a series of white lies by tyonfs

ꨄ︎ mark lee x reader Ꮺ fluff, crack | 10.5k words | f2l, high school au ✎ in which it takes you six years to accept that you’re in love with mark lee. (it takes him one.)

Jaehyun:

illicit by ncteez

ꨄ︎ jeong jaehyun x reader Ꮺ smut | 8k words | (kind of) exes to lovers ✎ jaehyun is your cousin’s new boyfriend accompanying her on a family vacation. No one knows that you hooked up with him the summer before, or that he isn’t as clean cut as he’s pretending to be.

Haechan:

and they were roommates by tyonfs

ꨄ︎ lee donghyuck x reader Ꮺ smut, fluff, angst, crack | 17k words | s2f2l, college au ✎ lee donghyuck’s competitive spirit to find the best girlfriend results with him setting his sights on yoo jimin, the hottest girl on campus. however, trying to get close to her ends up with him being pushed in her roommate’s direction. donghyuck has never considered dating someone as quiet as you, but, for whatever reason, he’s infatuated.

pussy fiend by domjaehyun

ꨄ︎ lee donghyuck x reader Ꮺ smut, fluff, humor | 28.2k words | e2l, roommates, college au ✎ “Listen,” You start off with a firm tone as you look out at your audience. “We need to address the elephant in the room.” You say as you shoot your tormentor a disdainful look, your frown deepening when he just smirks and winks at you. “Ever since Lee Donghyuck, also known as Haechan, has moved into this apartment, my life has not known peace. I truly believe there is a karmic imbalance somewhere in the universe now that he lives here.”

Jaemin:

blur by jaeminvore

ꨄ︎ na jaemin x reader Ꮺ smut, slight fluff | 7.5k words | ex's best friend ✎ Waking up to the sunlight blazing onto your face and hungover was one thing. Waking up to the sunlight blazing onto your face, hungover and in a bed that wasn’t your own in nothing but a pair of sweatpants that were obviously not yours, was another and a punishment specifically made for you—your own personal hell.

Multi:

Peach by milfgyuu

ꨄ︎ johnny suh x reader x mark lee x yuta nakamoto Ꮺ smut, romance, humor, angst | 23.6k words | fwb2l ✎ Every summer since college you’ve spent a week down at the beach house with your closest friends. However, this time around there are a few less attendees, you’re in a self-inflicted complicated relationship, one of your exes shows up out of the blue hoping to redeem himself, and everything is so far out of the realm of expectation you might just need a vacation to recoup from the vacation. 

Switch by neopuppy (pt 2)

ꨄ︎ johnny suh x reader x lee jeno Ꮺ smut | 20k words | !!darker content!! ✎ WARNING: Johnny is Jeno’s dad— and not a good one, cheating, manipulation, black mailing, morally corrupt overall, terrible people, age difference(legal), power imbalance

Dive Into You (series) by neopuppy

ꨄ︎ lee haechan x reader x lee jeno Ꮺ smut | 27k+ words | church boys au, love triangle ✎ “Who is that?” You ask Mark. Eyes lighting up watching the boy- the man in conversation with the pastor. “Oh.. that’s Haechan. The pastor’s eldest son.” Mark follows your line of vision with a sound of disapproval. “Don’t bother with him. He’s bad news.”

surviving no nut november by domjaehyun

ꨄ︎ mark lee x reader x lee haechan Ꮺ smut, humor | 28.8k words | f2l, college au ✎ what kind of friend would you be if you didn’t make no nut november hell for your dear friends mark and haechan?

double dose by hazyhae

ꨄ︎ mark lee x reader x na jaemin Ꮺ smut, angst, fluff | 8.4k words | plug, fwb ✎ maybe sleeping with one plug when you might be in love with your other wasn’t your best idea. you think you love jaemin, but you know you love fucking mark. you might have bitten off more than you can chew dealing with both, especially when they find out.

third wheel by ncteez (part 2)

ꨄ︎ lee haechan x reader x mark lee Ꮺ smut | 21.3k words | established relationship, boyfriend's best friend ✎ What’s the point in being a third wheel if he doesn’t get to watch anyway? or the one where haechan lets mark watch him get his dick wet.

girls goon too by revehae

ꨄ︎ lee haechan x reader x lee jeno Ꮺ smut | 5.3k words | stepbrothers ✎ jeno can’t take it anymore. you just won’t stop gooning in your bedroom for all the world to hear, and he’s tired of it. he’s pretty sure all you do with your spare time is watch porn. haechan suggests that he just jerks off, but his morals won’t let him; until he decides that he can’t hold back anymore. he has to shut you up.

credit: dividers by @cafekitsune

[a3r3n]

All About You

A Sungchan x reader story

Chapter 14: “didn’t wanna punch him”

⚠️disclaimer: in this chapter there will be some references to a future story I’d like to write (yes it’s Haechan’s). Some of you have probably already noticed them, since I inserted some in previous chapters as well, but in this one it’s more explicit. Obviously the story is completely understandable, I just wanted to make that clear for everyone <3

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Ylang Ylang - teaser.

teaser, find full fic here.

| pairing: fairyhunter!jeno x fairy!reader (afab) au w/ fairy!xiaojun x fairy!reader (if you squint)

| genre: suspense, angst, fantasy, multiple nct/wayv + aespa character inserts, jeno and hendery are brothers

| summary: while being close to you and your family’s extinction, a promise needs to be broken to save the lives of your people

| words: loading…

| (future) warnings: murder, blood, torture, cnc smut + suggestive scenes, blackmail, kidnapping, exhibitionism, caging/imprisonment, degrading, spitting, unprotected sex

(this is purely fiction, warnings in bold mean potentially triggering content)

a/n: @jenomov and i came up with this concept out of nowhere and we decided to start writing our own versions. BUT i did make a header for us to share while she typed up the summary (which is awesome cuz i suck at them). just thought i’d clarify so no one would think we’re stealing/plagiarizing each other's work. just think of this as a collab! :’)) also, jeno’s look in the header is essentially how i envisioned him to look for this story but imagine him however you want (can’t help that haechan takes great pictures ㅠㅠ) 

playlist: 

livv? - ylang ylang

weatherby - fleeting frozen heart 

alex sloane - mine

datfootdive - stars

“C’mon Xiaojun, spit it out already!!” 

You teased at your loving best friend, shoving him playfully with a single finger as you watched him struggle to speak lucid sentences.

The two of you were in your favorite and most “private” hang out spot—in the trees on the outskirts of your shared village. Far enough away from the hustle and bustle of the community, but close enough for comfort. Though you tried your best not to drift into the terminology of “safety”, “danger”, or “warnings.” 

It was a sure way to initiate ill omens.

Both of your parents were aware of your shared infinity for exploring; venturing past the municipality limits. But as long as the two of you shrunk to “the size of a quail” outside of the village, they allowed you to bask in the wonders of blaring curiosity, to your heart’s content. Your species could never truly bring your guard down…

“Sorry…I just can’t form my words today.” He scratched the back of his head as peered down at his lap, rustling the Crane's-bill flower crown perched atop his mauve hair in the process. 

“Since when do you ever really form your words?” 

This time you gave a subtle laugh to pair with your smile, hoping to ease his obvious discombobulation. 

“You’re right. I don’t.” 

His eyes met yours, his wings even twitching, which always signified when your kind was flustered.

He continued again, pulling at his own thumb as he drifted his eyes up to the newly blossomed tree leaves; an obvious attempt to avoid eye contact.

You could try to deny it for as long as you lived, but there was something within you that adored him more than he probably ever knew.

It was his tenderness, his soothing voice, his patience, whether it was those nights you stormed out of your house in search of him, as a form of solace from the constant nightmares of your genocide, or the days that you wanted to rant about your parent’s overprotectiveness (though they’ve eased up in recent years).

Anything you needed, he was there. And you always tried your best to do the same, despite having the feeling that he bottled up some of his troubles to keep from feeling like a burden himself.

“Well…I w-wanted to tell you, that I really appreciate you.” 

He gave up on his own finger trap, to tug at the bottom of his white flounce shirt, finally meeting your eyes again with another twitch of his translucent wings.  

“I appreciate you too Xiaojun, always.” 

You leaned forward, so light that you barely caused the branch underneath you to stir. He froze upon witnessing your close contact, only his brown irises lowering to watch as you took both of his hands into your own.

“Is everything okay?” 

You didn’t mean for your voice to come out in a whisper, but his stuttering had become more frequent, and this only made your thoughts whirl just as loudly as his.

If only you knew that he was on his way to confess his true feelings to you, if only he could get his mouth to work as fast as his brain, maybe then he could finally pull the weight off his shoulders.

But you made all of this difficult without even trying. His love for everything that was you, was infinite. 

Even your constant teasing.

And the glimmer in your eyes was no match for his composure, let alone the way you held his hands. 

You scanned his face in search of an answer, that definitely took too long for him to spill.

“Yeah don’t worry, everything's fine.” 

You tilted your head in confusion, wondering where this could possibly be going, knowing he was aware of your ever-so-obvious “what’s the deal” persona. 

He cleared his throat, and geared himself up for the revelation of a lifetime,

“I’ve been m-meaning to tell you that I really like you…that I’ve always dreamed of what it would be like to have this moment with you.”

You felt your wings twitch, more noticeable than his own. And the warmth that flooded your entire body could’ve lit the entire forest in a swarming blaze. 

“W-would it be crazy if I asked you to be mine—”

His lips seemed to come at a rest in slow motion, eyelashes fluttering in stark contrast as he heard your breath hitch in your throat.

Not even the sun’s rays that flashed through the white pine tree could’ve taken you out of your shock. 

You used what seconds you had left, to replay his confession in your head,

“…I’ve always dreamed of what it would be like to have this moment with you”

Xiaojun, your best friend since childhood, had always dreamed of this.

But the thoughts of responding were ripped away, as blood-curdling screams roared from the direction of your home. They weren’t light hearted nor playful by any means, and with the ability to hear great distances, the agony that bestowed upon your ears caused you both to wince in fear. 

Xiaojun turned his head to look through the leaves, skin turning pale upon hearing further destruction. 

Most of the branches obscured your vision, but it didn’t take much longer for the despair to continue. 

“They found us!” 

That voice, sounded like Karina.

And her frenzied words gave the answer—after 10 years of hiding, the hunters were back. 

You felt your heart drop to your stomach, the ability to breathe becoming a distant memory.  

You squeezed Xiaojun’s hand as you crawled through the thick pine, your best friend eventually grabbing your waist to stop you from venturing out too far.

“Stay back!” His hushed tone was never this turbulent, bringing all the more truth to the chaos brewing just a mile away. 

“This can’t be! We have to go help!”

“It’s too dangerous, I can’t risk you getting hurt!” 

Your adrenaline was too much for Xiaojun, as you managed to fight through his tight embrace or rather his hold on your longing to see your family and friends for what could be the last time. 

“Let me go! We can’t just sit here and do nothing!”

You attempted to gear your wings for flight as you broke through his hold, hands raking through the leaves to get a clear view through the sea of green.

As you hovered past the pine tree, a familiar being appeared to be flying this way, the telltale sign being the blush colored wings that matched the embroidered dress swaying through the win at high speeds.

It was Giselle. And upon her getting a closer distance, you saw the blood spatter that painted her arms in fresh crimson. 

She was her natural size, like what your kind all chose to be while in the comfort of your home, and the only guess as to why she didn’t choose to shrink was the amount of energy it took to do so. She seemed to grip at her side as the blood continued to stain her silk dress, not once looking up at which direction to fly. Her Dahlia flower crown was nowhere to be found, something that she cherished more than anything in the world.

You had to help her, get her to safety within the trees, whatever you could to secure a better fate. But the constant screams kept you too terrified to react, and being out in the open like this was indeed risky. 

Before you could muster the strength to call her name, Xiaojun was behind you, the vibration of his wings filling your senses. He leaped at you once again, this time pulling you back towards the trees with labored breaths.

He couldn’t just do this to you…prevent you from saving a life, from saving not only your friend, but his friend too.

You managed a measly call of her name, knowing her advanced hearing would be enough. And successfully, she glanced up for the first time since her escape, to watch as you motioned for her to join together in the same tree.

Her face, lit up with hope, was the last sanguine expression to ever grace her face, as the all too familiar sound of a crossbow arrow being loosed from its quarrel sped towards her injured frame.

Your scream, one just as gut-wrenching as those that continued from your home, was muffled against Xiaojun’s palm as he pulled you back within the tree. You were forced away from any further intervention, forced away from burying your guilt.  

Giselle flung forward from the sheer impact of the arrow as it shot through her heart, her umber strands flying through the air in the same intensity; entire body falling face forward onto the red speckled Bermuda grass.

You couldn’t look away, not while you witnessed her final moments—eyes drifting up to meet yours within her last breath, wings falling lifeless against her spine, and a faint smile from knowing you would be the last person she would ever see, instead of the hunters that were walking towards her. 

Your entire body shook against Xiaojun, trembling in fear that her killers would surely discover the two of you here.

“Fuck! Hendery I had her!” 

An unfamiliar voice, but one you would never forget, roared through the clearing that led to your dead friend. 

You never felt so much anger from a person before, someone that you could only imagine was seething at the teeth.

Xiaojun finally took his hands away from your mouth, allowing you to inhale as much as you could before they got too close. But he still kept his arms wrapped around you, fighting through his own sobs that hit against the back of your neck.

“No Jeno! I’m not letting you fuck this up anymore! Remember what Johnny said?”

Yet another unfamiliar voice, but you were able to put the faces with the names right as the two humans approached just meters away, barely appearing disheveled despite the chaos they just unleashed. Thankfully their lack of enhanced senses worked in your favor, as you and Xiaojun remained undetected during their inspection of the area.

The one holding the crossbow was Hendery: he had to have been the one to take the kill. And the one to speak first was Jeno. 

These had to have been the hunters your family warned about. For years since relocating to this new area, all of the last surviving elders made it their mission to describe these two, for if the day came that they scoured the land again, you would instantly know it was them. 

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[domribo]

Introduction

My name is Michael! I’m 22 years old and here I plan to reblog and write sub!idol fics. Even though I’m a gay man myself, I’m willing to write the reader as any gender and/or sex, but most of the time I’m going to keep it neutral. If you’d like the reader to top, or you’d like specific anatomy for the reader, be sure to include that. Otherwise, if that preference isn’t included, the reader will take on the role of a dominant bottom and vague anatomical language (hole, entrance, etc. without specifying which one) will be used.

Most comfortable and confident writing for:

TXT, ATEEZ, and NCT (Dream, 127, and WayV) and my ult biases are Beomgyu, Jongho, and Haechan so if yall want content of them…👀

Okay with writing for

BTS, Astro, GOT7, Stray Kids, Enhypen

(and possibly more, just request and I’ll let you know if I think I can!

Former members of groups will be included as long as they weren’t removed due to problematic actions

Can write fluff for, but NO smut

Adult members under 20 (I know 18-19 are adults, but I’m 22 so I’m not comfortable with writing smut of them)

Members who have passed away

Will NOT write for, no exceptions

Minor members

Members who were removed from their group because of problematic/harmful actions

Guidelines

Will likely write if requested

Male sub!idol, any gender and/or sex reader, top, bottom, or verse reader, as long as they’re the dominant one

Vanilla, OR certain kinks, if it’s not listed below just request and I’ll let you know/add to this later:

Mutual masturbation, frottage, toys, praise, degrading, petplay, dacryphilia, overstimulation, edging/orgasm denial, omorashi, corruption, temperature play, forcefem/sissy hypno, creampies/unprotected sex, oral fixation, dumbification, facesitting/fucking, size difference (specify reader size preference in your request)

May write if requested

Member x member

Pegging (M/F), mommy/daddy kink, somnophilia, cnc, choking, breathplay, knife play, watersports, sadism/masochism, dollification, boypussy/girlcock (reader only), exhibitionism, vouyerism, threesomes/orgies, bondage, CBT, chastity, foot fetish, SPH, sensory deprivation

Will not write, no exceptions

Sub!reader x dom!idol in any capacity, even as switches

Boypussy (idol), sounding, rosebud/anal prolapse, scat, emetophilia, impregnation, lactation, ageplay, feederism, cheating

Female idols (Absolutely love them! It’s just a bit hard to write about them from the reader insert perspective since I’m attracted to men; I am down to chat about them though especially Twice)

DISCLAIMER!

These are not portrayals of how I see anyone mentioned in these fics in real life, this is purely fiction. Similar to how the idols play the roles of characters while still using their names in their MV lore, view these as sorts of face claims separate from the real people where they are “casted” as the characters in these stories.

Will update this to be more neat later. :)

[citysweet]

━━━ citysweet's library!

✦ - smut

♤ - fluff

⨳ - angst

⌕ KPOP

一 chris bang [skz]

nsfw headcannons ✦ - (679 wc)

!meanchannie drabble ✦ - (346 wc)

chris teaching you how to give head ✦ - (1154 wc)

smelling him ♤ - (382 wc)

idol!chan x idol!reader ♤ - (1k+)

一 lee haechan [nct]

stressed out hae ✦ - (163 wc)

⌕ ANIME

一 jean kirstein [aot]

cowboy jean ✦ - (537 wc)

一 sanji vinsmoke [op]

feeding him ♤ - (173 wc)

一 trafalgar d. law [op]

aftermath comfort ♤ - (288 wc )

⌕ OTHER

一 elisa de almeida [psg]

early mornings ♤ - (352 wc)

jealousy ♤ ⨳ - (694 wc)

making her nervous ♤ - (306 wc)

very pretty ♤ - (724 wc)

her jersey ♤ - (544 wc)

edits of her ♤ - (465 wc)

yellow cards ♤ - (268 wc)

hot woman stranger ♤ ⨳ (?) - (443)

the waiter ♤ - (482 wc)

一 matt sturniolo [yt]

his eyes ♤ - (272 wc)

⌕ INSERTS

一 6:10 ♤ suggestive

[ihavethedreamiesx]

First Kisses | NCT Dream

NCT Dream - All Members

Rating: E for Everyone

Word Count: About 300 for each, so about 2k total

Pairing: NCT Dream x GN!Reader (Separate)

Genre: Reader-Insert, Drabble, Fluff

Summary: Your first kiss with each member of NCT Dream!

Author's Note: I have never wrote drabble-length things before, so I am proud of myself I kept these so short.

I tried to keep these gender-neutral, so let me know if I didn't, but it might still be slightly implied in these the reader is AFAB, I don't think so though…

PS. Mark's and Haechan's are different from the ones for 127…

Revised (1/30/25)

-> NCT 127 <-

-> WayV <-

I am cross-posting this on Archive. Please reblog! Share, even if its to the other sites! Let me know if you want to be on the taglist!

Mark

"You like someone?!" Mark's voice is way too loud, so you shush him harshly, pressing on his shoulder to get him to sit back down. Luckily, the fast-food joint has very few people in it, but it just makes his shout all the more obvious. "Shush!" You sigh, resting your forehead in your hand. "Yes." "Who?" He doesn't sound curious, but it's hard to pinpoint his tone. "Why do you care?" It's him, but you can't just announce it right then. He’s ruined the mood, plus it's not the place for a confession. "Is it Jeno?" "No." "Jaemin?" "No." "Donghyuck?!" He sounds mad and you look around, shushing him again. "No! It's not any of our friends." You hope that your vague answer is enough. "Who is it? What if he doesn't deserve you?!" "It's you, dumbass!" You hoped to be sweeter about the confession, but your voice is laced with irritation. His upset facial expression falls, red slowly deepening on his face and the tips of his ears. Rubbing your temple, you nod apologetically to the older couple nearest your table. "It's me?" "Yes." You brush it off, continuing a normal conversation, changing the subject. He’s only kind of listening; you can see his brain going into overdrive. He finally mentions it again as you leave the place. You’re walking down the street, past an empty playground. His hand grabs yours, spinning you to him. Mark's lips press to yours, soft at first, then he deepens it with a groan. When he pulls back, he smirks then as the tables have turned, your face red. "I like you too."

Renjun

He shoves past people, nearly knocking someone over as he fights through the crowd. He wishes he wasn’t so damn short, weaving through people looking for you. The crowd forms around the bus, the big vehicle lying on its side, windows cracked and broken. The utility truck that smashed into it had then hit a pole, smoke rising out of the front. That’s the bus you’re normally on; he knows it because he’d been waiting for you to get off. The bus was so close to the stop down the road that he saw the accident, then ran to the scene. "Watch it!" Someone snaps as he shoves again, still looking for you. "Renjun?" His heart leaps when he hears you, turning around quickly to see you standing on the edge of the crowd. Your phone is in your hand, and you’re taking one of your ear buds out. "(Y/N)!" He surges forward, shoving one more person so hard they stumble, and before you can ask anything else, his arms are around you. You let out a soft, 'oof', your ear bud falling from your hand onto the pavement, luckily you hold your phone firm. Renjun is breathing harshly, his cheek pressed to the side of your head, and you feel a tear that falls from his eye. "What happened?" You ask, looking at the bus crash. You were going to get on it like usual, but the bus was full, so you decided to walk instead. Renjun pulls back, his hands cupping your cheeks, turning your head to look over you. "Are you okay?" He’s still breathing hard. "Yes? I walked…" You glance back at the accident, but his hands still on your face keep you from looking too well. Renjun sighs hard, and turns you back to look at him, capturing your next words with his lips. You squeak in surprise, then melt into the kiss. It’s desperate, not soft, and quick like you think your first would be. When he finally pulls away, he pulls you back into a hug. Your mind reels from the whirlwind of events, but you hug him back, standing in his embrace so he can revel in the fact you aren't hurt.

Jeno

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jeno notices your stare. You blink to snap yourself out of it, your eyes flitting away from his lips to meet his eyes. "What do you mean?" you hum coyly, taking a sip of your drink. He scoffs playfully. "You've been ogling me more than usual today." He smirks and you glare insincerely. "I have no idea what you’re going on about." You brush it off and you two continue your meal. Dates between you two are not all that much different than when you two would hang out as friends, but there’s a lot more flirting going on, of course. Casually drinking your iced coffee, you look out the window, pretending to people watch. You’re able to see his reflection in the glass. Jeno huffs amused, but lets it go. As you’re walking down the street, not heading anywhere in particular, his fingers link around yours and you try to keep your face neutral at the little act. When you two are walking past a park, he halts, his hand in yours pulling you to stop as well. Turning to look at him in question, you watch carefully as your eyes flit over his face, lingering on his lips before going to his own. "You really want to kiss me that badly?" He smirks and your face turns red so fast he thinks steam will come off of it. Are you that obvious? "W-what do you…" You swallow and he steps forward, so he is much closer. Glancing around, there is no one in sight, so he leans in, his lips pressing to the corner of your mouth. What a tease he is. You grunt, annoyed, and before he can fully laugh, your arms are around his neck. Jeno allows you to haul him down to your level, your lips sealing over his tightly. Since you’re in public, he pulls back before the kiss can deepen further, his tongue brushing your lower lip still. "Good?" He smirks. "Yes~"

Haechan

When you walk into the living room, you had not expected your roommate to be home, let alone spread like a starfish in the middle of the room. "Hyuck?" You question him and he gives an acknowledging grunt. "What are you doing?" "Contemplating life. Having an existential crisis." His tone is uncharacteristically flat, but it’s clear he’s being overdramatic. "Why?" You stop next to him, and his gaze meets yours, looking up at you like a kicked puppy. "You're going to the beach without me…" He pouts and you roll your eyes. "Hyuck, it’s a family trip. Only family and significant others are going, not friends…" "I'm just a friend?!" He sits up quickly as you leave his side, going to the kitchen. You wonder if he gets a head rush. "You're my roommate, which is friend category." You jump when you turn around, he’s right there. "Freaking- what?!" You furrow your brow along with him. "Can't I be a significant other?" His question further throws you off and you just gape. "W-what?" "Take me as your boyfriend!" "But you're not my boyfriend!" "I am now!" He declares, his hand going to the back of your head, yanking you closer, kissing you to prevent any retort. After getting over the initial shock, you melt into the kiss, and follow after when he pulls back. "Yeah?" His stupid smirk makes you want to smack him. "Fine…come as my boyfriend."

Jaemin

"Guess what?" His tone makes you roll your eyes. He drops his bag on the couch next to you and sneer up at him. "What?" You grimace when he flops down between you and his bag, sitting back confidently, ankle resting on his opposite knee. "I found out that someone likes me." "A lot of people like you, Jaemin. You have a mirror." You huff, going back to your show, but he takes the remote and pauses it again. "I know who." "Yeah?" Your heart skips, nervous he’s figured you out. Hopefully, it’s someone else, literally anyone else. Jaemin leans it, his stupid smirk has evolved into the incredibly sexy one he knows just how to use. "It's you, (Y/N)." He chuckles and you try to keep your face flat, but he sees your skin tinting pink, almost reddening. "W-who told you that?" "You did." "WHAT?!" You wonder what the hell he’s talking about. You haven't been drunk lately… "You read my letter to my mom!?" "I mean… It was just on the table…" "Ass-munch!" You lunge at him, tackling him back on the couch, landing on top of him. You grab the collar of his hoodie, hauling him up to glare at him. Instead of playing along with your fake aggression, he tilts his head, licking your lips. You drop him, he bounces on the cushions, then he grabs your waist, rolling forward so you’re under him. His lips stop your protest, and you immediately melt, letting him kiss you. Jaemin pulls back, still with that stupid smirk. "You dick." You sneer, pulling him back down.

Chenle

After another extremely dramatic sigh from Chenle next to you, you stop typing on your laptop, looking at him. "What now?" "I'm bored." He mumbles and you roll your eyes. "Lele, we are going to be on this plane for another eight and a half hours, figure something out." You go back to typing and he groans again. Luckily, he’s filthy rich and so you both get to fly in the lap of luxury of first class. For the next fifteen minutes, you half-heartedly listen to him complain about this and that, before he stops talking abruptly. Casting him a side glance to see what might have piqued his interest, he digs into his backpack, pulling a red box out. Pepero sticks. "What?" You have a feeling where he’s going with it, your face a bit warm. He says nothing, for once, and tears the box open, pulling a chocolate covered biscuit stick out. He places one end in his mouth, leaning closer, his implication clear. You huff, closing your laptop, relenting. Maybe for once you can call his bluff… Sealing your lips around the other end, you both begin to chew on it, lips getting closer and closer to each other. He still remains strong, so when there’s barely any left between you, you seal the deal. Your lips hit his, the rest of the candy entering your mouth. Though, when you go to pull back, he grunts, hand flying to the back of your head, bringing you back to him, kissing you harder. When he lets you go, he laughs at your red face. You curse him out under your breath, and he laughs harder.

Jisung

You’re starting to ramble, panicking at his reaction. When you let it slip out of your mouth, you hadn't even registered that you confessed. The tone was casual, so much so he almost didn't catch your meaning. You told him that when a classmate asked you for his contact, you told her no. You added that you two are more than friends to get her off the topic. This, however, is NOT true. When he asked why you did that, your reply was simple, "Cause you're mine-" He halted his stride and that made you stop too. That's when you started spewing out words, face hot, stomach flipping. So focused on finding the right explanation, you don't notice Jisung move closer. By the time your eyes meet, his big hands cradle your jaw, and his lips softly meet yours. He swallows your gasp, pressing closer, his nerves quickly fading. Once you’re over the initial shock, you kiss back, your own hands gripping the fabric of his sweatshirt over his ribs. Finally pulling away from each other, you both smile bashfully, but don't step away. Jisung even still has his hands on your jaw, thumb stroking the soft, flushed skin of your cheek. "If I'm yours, does that mean you're mine too?" His shyness grows back at his own words. You blink, then giggle, fingers messing with his hoodie zipper. "I'm yours, Jisung." Your smile grows when he leans back in, lips ghosting over yours when he replies. "Let's be each other's then."

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