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haveanotherkpopblog · 4 years

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The Nutcracker Suite

Part 1: The Party

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x You

Genre: Ballet!AU, Fluff, Regency!AU

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: None

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Long ago, when presents were opened the night before Christmas, in the manor of a noble family of a small town, there was a young woman. She sat by the fire with her mother, quietly waiting for her guests to arrive for her family’s annual Christmas Eve Ball. The fire crackled and illuminated her face. Outside, snow covered every surface in a blanket as more fell from the sky. The servants bustled to make sure everything was alright before the party.

“Smile, Y/N. It’s Christmas,” her mother chastised. Y/N offered her mother a small smile, returning her gaze to the window where she could see the first of the guests arrive. “Don’t you worry about your Uncle Drosselmeyer. He’s never missed a party since I was a little girl. He won’t miss this one.”

“If you’re sure, Mama,” Y/N replied. Her mother stood up, dusting off her gown. Y/N followed suit.

“Come, we mustn't keep our guests waiting.”

“Yes, Mama.”

Y/N followed her mother out to the main foyer where her aunt and uncle were handing their coats to the butler. She greeted them politely as her father and younger brother, Chanwoo, joined them. Her mother walked them to the ballroom, gossiping with her sister. Y/N stayed put, waiting patiently for the one guest she was most excited to see.

Minutes ticked by and there was still no sign of Uncle Drosselmeyer. The guests continued to show. Aunts, uncles, cousins, loved ones, friends, and esteemed guests sauntered through the front doors and into the ballroom where the party was in full swing. Y/N welcomed the guests along with the staff, playing the part of a gracious hostess as she waited.

But as minutes turned to hours, her hope of him showing slowly waned. Maybe the snow had piled too high and his carriage couldn’t make it. Or perhaps he had fallen ill and was too weak to travel. Or worse yet, what if had decided not to come? That thought put Y/N in quite a state. She tried her best to remain positive, but as fewer and fewer guests showed up, her spirit dimmed.

With a heavy heart and a sigh, Y/N turned to join her family and the rest of the guests in the ballroom. The party was in full swing when she arrived. Everyone was dancing as cheerful music filled the room. The young children were off to the side, playing with the toys they’d received and laughing joyously. Y/N smiled softly, walking around to the edge of the dance floor to where her favorite aunt sat. Her aunt wore a beautiful green gown made of silk and styled unlike anything she’d ever seen before. An interesting man sat with her, dressed in the strangest clothing she’d ever seen.

“Speak of the Devil. Y/N, I was just talking about you,” her aunt greeted, holding out a hand for her. Y/N curtsied, taking a seat next to her aunt. “Y/N, I’d like you to meet a friend of mine, Song Yoonhyung. He traveled very far to be here tonight.”

“Thank you, sir, for coming. I hope your journey was pleasant,” Y/N said. Song Yoonhyung smiled, taking Y/N’s hand in his and placing a quick kiss to the back of her hand.

“The journey was worth such a wonderful party and beautiful company,” he replied. Y/N’s aunt giggled.

“Oh Yoonhyung, you are quite the charmer. Don’t you agree, Y/N?” her aunt asked, shooting her a suggestive stare. Y/N said nothing, smiling politely at Song Yoonhyung. “Oh don’t mind her. She’s waiting for our uncle. He always brings the most amazing gifts. You know, he’s a very skilled clock and toy maker. When he arrives, I’ll be sure to show you his craft.”

“How do you know he’ll be here?” Y/N inquired. Her aunt smiled, patting her cheek affectionately. She turned back to Song Yoonhyung, not answering her niece’s question. Y/N sighed, turning to watch everyone dance.

“Would you care for a dance?” Song Yoonhyung asked. Y/N turned to find Yoonhyung staring at her. She glanced at her aunt who was giving her an encouraging smile. Y/N smiled politely, slipping her hand into his outstretched one.

Song Yoonhyung led Y/N to the dance floor, twirling her around to face him. Another song began and he led her in a graceful waltz. He was a handsome man, there was no doubt about that. Handsome as he was, he simply didn’t match her type. At least, that’s what she told herself and others. In truth, she didn’t know her type, but when she met him, she would know.

“You seem distracted. Am I not good company?” he asked. Y/N gasped.

“No, you’re lovely, really. As my aunt mentioned, I’m waiting for our uncle. He should have been here by now, but I fear this may be the first party he can’t come,” Y/N said. Song Yoonhyung nodded, then laughed. “Have I said something funny?”

“No. I’m sorry. You just remind me of a friend of mine,” Yoonhyung said. The song ended and Song Yoonhyung and Y/N bowed to each other. They returned to Y/N’s aunt who sat chatting with another relative. Her aunt turned to her, smiling brightly.

“You two were absolutely amazing. You danced beautifully together.” Y/N smiled, taking a seat.

“Thank you,” Y/N said. “Aunt, where did you meet Mr. Song?” Her aunt smiled, sparing a glance at Song Yoonhyung.

“You know I’ve never been one to settle somewhere for too long,” her aunt began. Y/N nodded, scooting closer. “Well, I was traveling throughout Asia when my carriage broke down. So there I was, stranded in a country I wasn’t familiar with, when a dashing man came to my rescue. He stopped his carriage, asking me where I was from and where I was going. He invited me to a ball the emperor was having later that night. Of course I didn’t have any of the socially appropriate attire of their country, but I put on my best gown.

“Yoonhyung was there and approached me. We began talking and I found him quite agreeable. Then a hush fell over the room. The imperial family was to be announced. Yoonhyung led me as close as we could, but all the young ladies had gathered around to see the emperor’s son. They all swooned when he came, but then I saw the emperor. He had been the dashing fellow who invited me to the ball and rescued me from my damaged carriage.

“The room was still as he descended the stairs. He was halfway down the stairs when we made eye contact. We stared at each other without ever looking away. The sea of people parted as he made his way to stand in front of me. He bowed deeply before asking me for the first dance.”

“Did you say yes?” Y/N asked excitedly.

“Well I couldn’t say no to the emperor,” her aunt laughed. Y/N sighed.

“That sounds so exciting! You must have felt like a princess! I wish I could have been there,” Y/N said. Her aunt and Yoonhyung shared a look.

“Maybe next time, you can come with me,” her aunt suggested. Y/N sighed again.

“Oh I wish I could, but Mother and Father would never allow it. It’s not sensible for a girl to travel around.” Her aunt laughed.

“Oh my dear child, it’s not sensible for a young woman to be cooped up with no knowledge of the world. There’s so much more to life than being pretty and marrying rich. My dear child, there’s a world out there that you deserve to see,” her aunt said. Y/N hugged her aunt, smiling. “There’s my happy girl.”

“Uncle Drosselmeyer!”

Y/N turned to the ballroom doors and, sure enough, her Uncle Drosselmeyer stood there. He was covered in snow, and he was carrying a giant sack. Excitedly Y/N jumped from her seat, rushing with her younger cousins to greet him. He laughed, waving to everyone as the adults chuckled fondly and resumed their previous activities.

“Hello children!” Uncle Drosselmeyer’s voice boomed. The children greeted him back loudly. Y/N stood off towards the back, but close enough to see the wonderful gifts he’d made. He passed out colorful gifts to each of the children. Immediately they went and tore the paper off, squealing at the hand-crafted gift. Chanwoo stood next to Y/N, watching along with her.

“What do you think of this year’s gifts?” he inquired. Y/N smiled.

“I think they’re wonderful, don’t you?”

“Of course. It’s not truly Christmas without Uncle Drosselmeyer’s presents.”

“It’s not truly Christmas without Uncle Drosselmeyer.” They giggled.

“Here are our gracious hosts. Young Mister Chanwoo! Miss Y/N! How are you two? My oh my, you’re both a head taller.”

“I was afraid you wouldn’t make it this year,” Y/N confessed, hugging her beloved uncle. Chanwoo embraced him next, grinning from ear to ear.

“And miss seeing you, my dear? Never. What a preposterous thought!” her uncle laughed.

“Uncle Drosselmeyer, are there any gifts in there for Y/N and I?” Chanwoo asked, peeking into the large sack that laid on the floor, almost completely empty, save for two gifts.

“How could I not bring gifts for our gracious hosts?” Uncle Drosselmeyer reached into the bag, pulling out a circular box wrapped in shiny red paper with a gold bow on top. “For you, Chanwoo.” Chan grabbed the present excitedly, ripping the paper apart. “And for you, dear Y/N.” He handed her a rectangular box, wrapped in dark green paper with a silver bow. Carefully, she unwrapped the box before removing the lid. Inside was a nutcracker with ivory skin, dark hair, brown eyes, and a red uniform.

“Oh Uncle Drosselmeyer! He’s absolutely breathtaking! Thank you.” She gave her uncle a hug before disappearing to show off her gift. Her young cousins gathered around, staring at the nutcracker with wide eyes. Chanwoo came up, carrying a handful of nuts.

“Care to try it out?” Y/N grabbed a nut, placing it in the nutcrackers mouth. Carefully she pushed down on the lever until its jaw split the nut open. The children clapped excitedly. She continued to do so until there were almost no nuts left.

That was when Chanwoo grabbed the nutcracker, bored of one nut at a time, he put the rest of the nuts into the nutcracker’s mouth and pressed down on the lever as hard as he could. There was a resounding gasp, followed by the gasps of the children. Y/N stared in horror. The nutcracker’s jaw was broken. She quickly snatched the nutcracker from Chanwoo, rushing to find Uncle Drosselmeyer.

Uncle Drosselmeyer sat with her aunt and Song Yoonhyung. They were deep in conversation when Y/N arrived. She handed the nutcracker to him, pleading for him to fix it. Uncle Drosselmeyer took the nutcracker, and from what seemed like thin air, produced a white handkerchief.

“I don’t have my tools now, but I’ll have him fixed in no time,” he assured her. Y/N smiled, wandering off to put the nutcracker in the safety of the parlor room where Uncle Drosselmeyer would be able to fix it with complete ease.

Once she returned to the party, she rejoined her aunt, Uncle Drosselmeyer, and Song Yoonhyung for the evening. Y/N liked to pretend she could be a proper lady of the house, but adult talk bored her so. However, her aunt and uncle were anything but boring adults. They didn’t discuss trivial things such as weather and politics. Instead, they talked about adventure and traveling and passion. Yoonhyung seemed to enjoy the same topics of conversation. Most gentlemen were focused on themselves and their estates and settling down to find a suitable wife, at least that’s what Y/N assumed. She’d never heard the conversations between gentlemen. Chanwoo was still much too young for such topics.

Soon the clock struck eleven, alerting everyone that the evening was done. The guests began to gather their things and leave. Children were scattered around the house, fast asleep from the night’s activities. Y/N’s parents stood at the door, bidding everyone a good night. Y/N and Song Yoonhyung hung back, making idle talk.

“You must come and visit, Y/N,” Yoonhyung said. “It’s such a different, well, everything. The people, the clothing, the culture, it would be a shame if you didn’t see it.” Y/N nodded.

“That sounds absolutely wonderful. Maybe you could convince my parents to let me go,” Y/N said. Once they had reached the door, Yoonhyung turned to Y/N’s parents, bowing respectfully. He turned back to Y/N taking her hand and pressing a quick kiss to it. She dipped into a quick curtsey, waving him off.

The only guests to remain were Y/N’s aunt and Uncle Drosselmeyer. Chanwoo and his mother had retired to their chambers, much too tired from the night’s activities. Y/N, her father, her aunt, and Uncle Drosselmeyer sat in the parlor, chatting next to the roaring fire.

“I must ask my dear, what were you and Yoonhyung discussing before his departure? It seemed most interesting,” her aunt said, taking a sip of brandy.

“Mr. Song has invited me to see his home land,” she said. Her aunt clapped excitedly.

“Brother, doesn’t that sound lovely?” her aunt said. Her father hummed, taking a huff from his pipe.

“What business does a young man have asking to take my only daughter, my prized jewel, away to another country?” he asked, a playful glint in his eye.

“Oh Papa,” Y/N said, moving to crouch by the side of his chair. “You must put such thoughts from your head. Nothing of that sort happened or would. I simply want to travel. I want to see the world Papa.” He cupped his daughter’s cheek, stroking it with his thumb affectionately.

“Then see the world you shall, my pet. How can I deny my daughter her deepest desire?” he said. Y/N grinned at her father. “But their is the matter of your mother--”

“You leave her to me,” her aunt interjected. “I know how to speak to her.”

“Then it’s settled,” Uncle Drosselmeyer laughed. “Y/N shall see the world! She shall dance! She shall explore! She! Shall! Live!” Uncle Drosselmeyer had jumped from his seat and was dancing around the room with new jubilance. Y/N’s father sighed deeply, bringing a hand to massage his temples. Y/N and her aunt giggled.

“Uncle Drosselmeyer, please, pace yourself. You shall wake up the whole block!” her father scolded, though she could see the hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Oh poppycock. Let them wake, for our darling little girl is off to become a woman. Oh the wonders you shall see my dear. You shall never want to return, or settle down for that matter. I mean, take your beautiful aunt. She chose to travel and has she settled?”

“When you put it like that, maybe you shouldn’t travel,” her father said. Y/N turned to him, pouting, then back to Uncle Drosselmeyer.

“Oh don’t give me that look. You should travel, but you should also settle down. Find a suitable husband and have children,” Uncle Drosselmeyer said. Y/N wrinkled her nose at the notion. “Your mother thought the same thing. That was, until she met your father.”

“As much as I’m sure she’s happy to have settled, I don’t want to. The times are changing, and I want to be there to see it.” Her aunt sat back, looking between her father and Uncle Drosselmeyer. Her father gave a resigned sigh.

“I blame this almost entirely on you,” he said, pointing his pipe at his sister. She shrugged, not the least bit concerned.

It was almost midnight when Y/N had fallen asleep on the couch in the parlor. Her aunt draped a blanket over her, placing the nutcracker next to her. Her father pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before ushering his sister and Uncle Drosselmeyer out. His wife would surely scold him for letting Y/N sleep in the parlor, but he couldn’t bring himself to wake her. She had seemed so peaceful, asleep with the thought of traveling the world nestled deep within her.

At the strike of two, the most extraordinary thing occurred. First, a hazy glow settled across the parlor room. With each strike of the clock, the haze thickened. Then, a hole, the perfect size for a mouse, appeared in the wall, right next to the Christmas tree. In neat columns of two, mice, dressed as soldiers and carrying weapons. They marched into the parlor, stopping in the middle of the room. Finally, the nutcracker awoke. He blinked several times before sliding off the couch, landing on the floor with a thump.

The thump was enough to wake Y/N from her slumber. Yawning and rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she glanced around the parlor room. She let out a gasp at the scene before her. Dozens of mice were on her floor, and her nutcracker was fighting them. Her nutcracker was fighting them? Her nutcracker was fighting them! But he was just one nutcracker against dozens of mice. Y/N had to help him!

She threw off her covers, quickly kicking the mice away from the nutcracker. The mice squeaked loudly, flying around the room as she did her best to help her nutcracker. More mice came from the hole, all of them making a beeline for the nutcracker.

That’s when Y/N saw him.

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smitten--kitten · 5 years

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The Type to: iKON Edition

Jay: The type to take your phone for the day cause he forgot to charge his and pretend that's a normal thing all couples do

Song: The type to buy random things from infomercials on the regular

Bobby: The type to scratch his junk and then sniff his fingers, regularly

B.I: The type to unabashedly read smutty fics about himself in public

DK: The type to try to pierce his own ear and pretend he got bit by a mean bird when it goes wrong

Ju-ne: The type to actually bite you when you say 'bite me' when arguing

Chan: The type to try to prank someone and have it backfire and get himself instead

#ikon #ikon smut #ikon imagines #ikon reaction #ikon imagine #ikon reactions #ikon scenario #ikon scenarios #ju-ne #donghyuk #dk #hanbin #b.i #bobby #jinhwan #jay #song #chan #chanwoo #kittenline

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imagineurfavs · 5 years

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iKON - Junhoe A-Z

A - Aftercare

Literally doesn’t even cross his mind. He’s so starry eyed and tired afterwards he’ll be knocked out almost right away. 9 times out of 10, aftercare is all in your hands...sorry bout it.

B - Body Part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner)

On himself, he likes his chest and shoulders; they're just so broad and firm, he especially loves it when you bite into his shoulders. On you, he loves your hips/butt/thighs area, his favourite place to grab a handful of.

C - Cum

One of the few people that would probably prefer to cum inside a condom most times. Its just one less thing to take care of afterwards because god knows he’s way too lazy for any extra clean up.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

He’d never admit it to anyone other than you, but he really loves being taken care of. Not in a submissive way, more so in an appreciative sense. Some days he’ll come home super tired and just wanna lay down whilst you take care of the both of you. Usually it’s these times when he’s super romantic, expect a lot of “I love you”’s and tight hand holding.

E - Experience

Probably not that much, but he watches A LOT of porn for sure, so he’s got a pretty decent idea of what he’s doing.

F - Favourite Position

Usually ends up being missionary just because it’s the least effort but he definitely prefers doggy more than anything, loves seeing your ass jiggle as he slams against you.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous etc)

Somewhere in the middle. He wont be like, cracking jokes left right and centre, but he’s comfortable enough to laugh at certain things.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

He keeps himself nice and tidy, not totally bare but always neatly trimmed.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Surprisingly can get super romantic, especially if he’s had a drink. Don’t feel offended if he gets up afterwards to jot something down, he’s probably writing poetry about you.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation)

Probably whenever he gets any decent amount of time to himself tbh.

K - Kinks (one of more of their kinks)

PRAISE PRAISE PRAISE. He craves your validation tbh. Probably asks you to praise him just before he finishes to get him over the edge. “Tell me I’m the only one who makes you feel like this” “tell me how much you want me” kinda stuff, literally the neediness in his voice is lowkey cute.

L - Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Stays within the bedroom, but he has a penchant for having sex on the floor. He just likes the freedom on movement is gives you, plus it means the bed is still good to sleep on without having to change the sheets or anything. lazy ass junhoe strikes again

M - Motivation (What turns them on)

He’s a simple guy, just compliment him on his body. He’s spent so long working on it, he loves hearing how attractive you find him. Especially if you tell him how hot he looks when he’s working out, he’ll be sure to come up with some exercise you can both do together...

N - NO (something they won’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t really have a concrete list of stuff he doesn't like; he’ll try pretty much anything once.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Will probably literally beg for you to give him a blow job some times. The sloppier the better tbh, he loves it noisy. When going down on you, he’ll be just as intense, he like to give as good as he gets.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

Neither, but also both? A medium pace, but super strong, deep thrusts. You’ll certainly be feeling it the day after.

Q - Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Probably not all that into them. He loves the slow build up too much. The quick looks at each other from across the room, the small touches that send shivers down your spine etc etc.

R - Risk (are they down to experiment, do they take risks?)

He’s a very no frills kinda guy when it comes to sex, and he’s more traditional than he cares to admit. So, with that in mind he’s not totally against trying new things, but it’ll take time for him to open up to it.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go, how long do they last? etc)

Boys got stamina for dayssssss. He can go for a fair while, but he’ll be totally passed out when you do finish.

T - Toy (do they own toys do they use them on a partner or on themselves?)

Owns a pair of cuffs he likes to break out every now and then, probably a paddle also. He’s very adamant that the paddle is only for you, but is totally open to having you use the cuffs on him.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves loves LOVES to tease, especially in public. You’ll have to try your best not to respond to him though bc you BET that he’ll make fun of you once you’re behind closed doors. “You just couldn’t control yourself could you y/n”? “I bet you’re so ready for me already” He just a little shit tbh

V - Volume (how loud are they, what type of sounds they make)

LOUD. Loud low grunts mixed with whispered curses. super hot.

W - Wild Card (a random headcannon)

Contrary to popular belief, Junhoe is quite shy in the bedroom. At least for a while, until you both get 100000% comfortable around each other in that setting. He’s not shy about his body, he knows he looks good. Its more so he’s shy about his skill.

X - X-ray (what’s going on inside those pants)

I’ve a feeling he’s lowkey packing, like, its not huge but its definitely bigger than average.

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Not as high as you’d probably think. For sure he loves nothing more than to give you a good ol pounding, but sometimes all he wants to do is cuddle with you in a softly lit room and talk about the world. A secret soft boi.

Z - Zzz… (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Super quickly, wouldn’t be surprised if he fell asleep still on top of you tbh.

#ikon #ikon reactions #ikon scenarios #ikon imagines #ikon smut #ikon junhoe #ikon ju-ne #koo junhoe #junhoe #ju-ne #junhoe smut #ju-ne smut

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seokmattchuus · 5 years

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iKON Reaction to you wearing clothes that are too revealing

- Requested -

Hanbin: *Stares at you in disbelief, unable to understand how you came up with that outfit when he asked you to get ready for your date.*

“Well now I just wanna stay in.” He whispered. “How about we take a rain check on that date?”

Jinhwan: *Too struck by how good you look that he’s not even mad, might even consider canceling plans.*

“What are we gonna do?.” He smirked. “’Cause now I don’t even wanna let you leave the house.”

Yunhyeong: *Looks you up and down, shaking his head and pointing towards to bedroom door.*

“How did you..” He trailed off, still wondering how you came up with that outfit. “Go find something else, I’m not letting you wear that around the guys.”

Jiwon: *Chuckles as soon as you show him your final choice of outfit, and doesn’t bother sugar coating it.*

“Cute.” He chuckled at you. “But it’s not happening.” He pointed back to the room. “Go back and change.”

Donghyuk: *Doesn’t wanna come off as ‘one of those guys’, so he just hands you his jacket, not expecting you to ask ‘why’.*

“’Cause I..” He trailed off, holding his finger up while trying to find the right words. “I heard it’s gonna be cold later.” He pointed with a nervous laugh.

Junhoe: *Shuts you down by holding his arm out before you can even get past the kitchen.*

“Nuh-uh.” He shook his head, spinning you around so you were facing the hallway to your shared room. “Try again.”

Chanwoo: *Swallows thickly, debating if he should call you out or leave you be because he’s not sure how you’d react.*

“Uh,” He gulped. “Not that I think you look bad or anything.” He started. “But don’t you think that’s a little too much..?” He blinked at you.

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luving-hanni · 5 years

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iKON Boyfriend Drabbles - Junhoe

Ugh my first kpop bias sure has a special spot in my heart

this tall dork

10/10 boyfriend

although he’s constantly on your nerves

lots of play fights, but never serious fights

he makes sure to take you out on a real fancy date at least once a month

loves to show you off

very competitive

in iKON’s group chat: “my s/o is cuter than you”

would sing you to sleep almost every night

loves to play with your hair because he loves to get his hair played with in the morning

confident king on stage and in front of cameras

actually a shy kitten in private and with you

a huge softie

but still lots of small play fights

he cares immensely about you

sometimes he acts like he doesn’t care, but he cares so much

he also loves to spoil you

SMEXY TIME (leave if you’re underage)

a switch

fight me on this

super rough and dom sometimes

but also shy and soft and wants you to do all of the work

probably loves when you go down on him

the deeper the better for him

deep husky moans for sure

really into risk taking and such

probably likes bondage (giving and receiving)

you have to be very on top of your birth control

if you have ovaries.

men, you’re safe... for now

anyway

a 10/10 boyfriend

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ikonsmut · 5 years

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haiitanis · 6 years

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DSYLM | Koo Junhoe

❧ SUMMARY: “So baby don't say you love me, cause i'm just a rolling stone.” | JU-NE x Reader | College!AU, FWB!AU

❧ WORD COUNT: 3.1k

❧ RATING/WARNINGS: m / language, smut (dirty talk, marking, edging, unprotected sex, lotsa filth owo)

❧ PLAYLIST: ▶▶▶ (seriously listen to this while reading pls!!!)

If you were honest with yourself, you’d never really liked frat parties, although you supposed Iota Kappa Nu’s weren’t the worst. Not only did they always have strong, good drinks, they also had good music and the parties were always on the calmer side, more of just a kickback than an actual party. As far as the worst parties at your school though, that title most definitely belonged to Beta Gamma Beta, at least in your opinion. The most popular seniors on campus belonged to that fraternity and their parties were almost always the type of ragers to end with the cops being called, something you’d much rather not deal with when you just wanted to relax after a week of classes.

The music was loud in the IKN house, the bass all but vibrating the couch you’d sprawled out on after grabbing a drink from the kitchen upon your arrival. Familiar faces had passed around you, some occasionally stopping by to greet you. Your friends, Rosé and Lisa from the sorority Beta Pi Kappa, had hung out the longest before wandering off to another part of the house to greet their other acquaintances.

Your two friends never really got why you always just relaxed the way you did when you were at parties, especially since you hadn’t always done that. In fact, there had been a time where you’d danced alongside them at BGB’s parties but in the last three months, your attendance to parties besides IKN’s had dwindled to nothing.

But there was another reason you’d started limiting your party going, and it certainly had nothing to do with grades or anything that your friends thought, even though you were getting to the point that you were just over the party scene. No, in truth it had more to do with him. Koo Junhoe. You’d met him at one of Beta Gamma’s parties at the point when you’d grown disinterested in being practically suffocated amidst the crush of people on the makeshift dance floor and made your way into the kitchen, where you’d lifted yourself onto the counter with a red Solo cup in your hand.

You’d all but zoned out when a male voice spoke close to your ear. “Bored?” he’d asked, shooting you a cheeky grin when you practically leaped out of your skin.

“I wasn’t until you showed up,” you’d retorted, tone sharp. Normally, a sarcastic comment or two would send most guys at these parties on their way, likely off to find someone easier to flirt with. But not him.

Instead, he leaned onto the counter beside you, that brazen smirk never leaving his face. “Cute, that was really cute,” he replied, tilting his head at you. “Bet I can turn that around really quickly, though.”

Normally you would have just ignored the guy, but something about his smile and the way he hadn’t been put off by your attitude intrigued you. “Bet you can’t,” you’d shot back, unable to stop your own lips from turning up in a slight smirk. That had been the first time you’d met Junhoe.

You’d run into him a few times after that; grabbing a coffee from the campus cafe, at another couple Beta Gamma parties. The third party you saw Junhoe at, he’d found you on the dance floor. His large hands had found your waist, pulling your back to his chest as you moved against him to the beat thrumming through the cheap speakers in the frat house. That was the first night you found yourself in Junhoe’s bed.

After that, you’d fallen into something of a friends with benefits arrangement with him. Every time you’d see him at a party, you’d wind up in one of your beds by the end of the night, something that had been going on for months now. And tonight would be no different.

The next time you went to sip from the cup, you frowned when you found it empty. Pushing yourself off the couch, you meandered through the somewhat crowded house towards the makeshift bar.

“Hey, _____!” a familiar voice called out before a heavy arm was finding its way over your shoulder. When you turned to face the owner, you were met with the smiling face of one of your philosophy classmates, Minho.

He fell into step with you as you made your way into the kitchen. “Hey, how’s it going?” you responded, shoving your cup into the trash bag before grabbing a fresh one off the counter and dumping a generous amount of Disaronno into it, cracking open a Dr. Pepper and pouring it over the liquor, then taking a sip.

The whole time, Minho watched you with a raised eyebrow, laughing when you wrinkled your nose slightly at the taste of alcohol. “Make that a little too strong?” he questioned, leaning against the counter next to you.

“Absolutely not,” you shot back, offering him a relaxed smile. “If I’m not drunk at this party, then what’s the point?”

Minho snorted, a smile crossing his lips. “You’re not wrong there,” was all he said.

You continued to talk to Minho in the kitchen for a while, laughing loudly at one of his jokes. The sound must have caught some attention because not thirty seconds later, Junhoe stormed into the kitchen. “Can I talk to you?” he snapped, his fingers circling your wrist as he tugged you out of the kitchen.

You offered Minho a shrug, then a wave as Junhoe all but dragged you up the stairs. After letting him pull you almost halfway down the hall towards his room, you’d had enough and planted your feet, forcing Junhoe to stop. “What, exactly, is your problem?” you hissed, jerking your wrist out of his grip.

“You are,” he growled back, stepping towards you and forcing you backward until your shoulders hit the wall, jealousy evident on his handsome features. “I know we aren’t dating, but do you have to flirt with guys right in front of me?”

The glare that you shot him might have killed a lesser man than Junhoe. “You said it yourself, we aren’t dating,” you hurled back. “Anyways, I wasn’t flirting with my friend but even if I was, it’s none of your business.”

That was all it took for Junhoe to snap. His long fingers found their way into your hair and he tilted your head back before smashing his lips against yours, leaving you gasping for air even as you looped your arms around his neck. By the time his mouth left yours, moving to your throat to litter it with kisses and bites, your lips were already swollen.

Junhoe’s hands found your hips, then he was lifting you and you were wrapping your legs around him as he kept you pressed firmly against the wall. You tangled your fingers into his hair, tugging at the dark strands until he growled against your skin. He left violet marks across your throat in places that would be visible to anyone looking at you. You knew exactly what he was doing, he was practically branding you so that anyone who looked at you knew who’s you were.

When he was satisfied with the marks he’d decorated your neck and chest with, Junhoe leaned back slightly to admire his work, all while keeping you pressed tightly to the wall. “There we go,” he muttered, sounding proud of himself. His eyes met yours for a heartbeat before he was burying his face in your hair, his lips close to your ear. “Now everyone knows that you’re mine.”

“Who said I was?” you retorted, although the breathiness of your voice gave away just how much you wanted him.

Junhoe glowered at you slightly, but there was no malice in it. Then his lips were on yours again and your back was off the wall. He started down the hallway towards his room and you kept your limbs wrapped tightly around his neck and waist until Junhoe was kicking his door open and dropping you onto his mattress. You’d managed to catch the hem of his shirt, dragging it over his head as you pulled him down on top of you, running your hands over his muscular torso and trailing your nails over his skin.

“What’s with you today?” you gasped out but Junhoe ignored you, focusing his attention on stripping you of your clothing, his hands slipping under your shirt to trace along the bottom of your bra.

Practically before you knew it, you were both completely devoid of clothing, his warm skin pressed against yours and your hands in his hair. You couldn’t help but let out a whine when he pushed his hips against yours, grinding his hardened length against your core.

The sound made Junhoe smirk. “You like that?” he asked and you caught sight of the cocky look on his face before his lips were finding your collarbone and he started to work his way down your chest, stopping to caress your chest for a moment before moving further down along your abdomen. When he reached the apex of your thighs, he looked up at you, his warm breath fanning against your heat. “I know something else you like better.”

Then he licked a stripe along your slit that had your hips bucking up for more. In the time that you’d been seeing him, you’d quickly found out that Junhoe enjoyed teasing like no other. When it was up to him, he’d leave you squirming on his mattress for as long as you could stand. Today seemed to be one of those days as he dragged his tongue slowly through your folds, drawing back just before he reached your clit, his dark eyes watching you writhe in an effort to get his mouth where you wanted it most.

After a few more teasing licks, Junhoe finally gave you what you wanted, one of his hands moving to hold your hips down as he lapped at the bundle of nerves with just enough pressure to elicit a moan from you.

When he slipped a finger inside of you, pumping it slowly, you gasped, one hand dropping to his head and tugging at his hair. “Junhoe,” you whined his name when he slowed down right when you could feel your orgasm building, drawing you close to your breaking point. When he knew you’d come down from the edge, he started his ministrations all over again, pushing you almost to your orgasm over and over until you were nearly in tears. As the sensation ebbed yet again,––you’d lost count of how many times he’d pulled back after the fourth, too lost in the overwhelming pleasure––you could feel his smirk against your skin as he pressed a sloppy kiss to the inside of your thighs before he was moving to hover over you again.

“Don’t worry, princess, you’ll get to come tonight,” Junhoe told you, voice low and rough as his lips found yours. You could still taste yourself on his mouth as his tongue slipped past your lips. When he broke the kiss, you chased his lips for a moment before letting your head flop back onto the mattress. He leaned back down, his nose brushing your cheek as he drew in close enough to whisper heady words in your ear. “But when you do, it’ll be around my cock.”

You couldn’t help the whine that left you at his words but he muffled it with his lips when he leaned down to kiss you again, the head of his cock brushing enticingly along your folds. You twisted your hips, desperate for more friction, but Junhoe reached between your bodies, fitting himself to you before sliding into you.

Junhoe hissed through his teeth at the feeling of your walls wrapped around his length. You slid your arms around his neck, pulling him closer until his chest was pressed against yours and connecting your lips.

He moved slowly, unusual for him. In the past, your hookups had always been fast and rough, a quick fuck with only one goal in mind: getting off. But something about tonight was different, you could tell. It was more than just the pace, it was the way he’d gotten jealous and possessive earlier in the kitchen. It was the violet bruises that littered your throat and chest when Junhoe had pressed you up against the wall in the hallway. It was the way he was declaring you as his own.

You let out a sharp gasp when Junhoe thrust into you hard, still maintaining his slow pace but starting to roughen his motions, his hips surging forward into yours. His mouth found yours, his lips claiming yours in a heated kiss as your fingers tangled into his hair, tugging at the strands until Junhoe was groaning against you.

When he broke the kiss and pulled out of you, you let out a whine that put a smirk on Junhoe’s face as he rolled off of you, his back hitting the mattress. “Come here,” he husked, holding his hands out to you and guiding you to swing your legs over his hips, positioning your core over his length. You ground against him for a moment but Junhoe was having none of it and before you knew it, he was sheathed inside of you again.

You circled your hips and he inhaled sharply, his eyes dropping closed as you repeated the motion. Junhoe shot up, his hands finding your hips and stilling your movements, your chests pressed together. “Keep that up and I’ll come sooner than I want to,” he told you, his tone almost scolding. To your surprise, it made you smile slightly.

Despite his forceful hold, you ground against him slowly. “Isn’t that the goal?” you teased softly, your lips close to his ear before ghosting along the side of his throat and along his collarbone.

“No, I don’t think so,” he murmured, twisting until you gave in and kissed him, slow and deep. Junhoe’s grip on you loosened slightly and you lifted your hips before dropping back down, dragging a low moan from Junhoe’s lips.

You just hummed in acknowledgment before continuing your movements, lifting and dropping your hips as you kissed down Junhoe’s neck, leaving plum marks of your own across his golden skin as he groaned low in his throat. One of his hands, which had been caressing your waist before, moved to tangle into your hair as he guided your lips to his.

This time when he broke away from you, his hand moved to grip your chin and he held you in place, keeping you practically nose to nose with his mouth hovering over yours so you felt his warm breath fan across your lips. “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, his gaze raking over your face in a way that made you feel so much more exposed underneath him than you had moments before despite your nakedness.

“What’s with you tonight?” you muttered, twisting your face away from him as you felt heat spread across your cheeks. It was clear as day that you were throwing emotional brick walls up but it took Junhoe a moment to relent, his sharp eyes not leaving yours for what was possibly the longest heartbeat of your life. In fact, when he did break away from you to bury his face against your shoulder, you let out a breath that you didn’t realize you were holding.

Junhoe mouthed slowly at your skin and you let out a gasp when he nipped at a sensitive spot at the base of your throat, likely leaving yet another bruise to decorate your skin as his hands moved to your hips to guide your movements. When he laid back, propping himself against the pile of pillows, Junhoe pulled you with him, keeping your chest pressed against his.

Before you knew it, he was flipping your bodies over and pinning you to the mattress, his hips snapping forward repeatedly, finally reaching a pace where you could feel your orgasm building from the low simmer it had been stuck on in the pit of your stomach. You couldn’t stop the way that his name fell from your lips like a prayer, mixed in with the occasional swear once he leaned back enough to reach a hand between your bodies and massage your clit.

It didn’t take much for him to push you over the edge, the pad of his finger circling your nub until you were coming with a loud moan of his name. Your walls squeezing around his length was enough to have Junhoe at his own end as he buried his face in your neck. “I love you,” he groaned against your skin, both of you freezing as the words left his lips.

You weren’t even sure you’d heard him right. Had Koo Junhoe, the same man who’d declared he’d never catch feelings the first time you’d slept together, just confessed to you? He was still frozen over you, aside from his body shuddering from the pleasure and the overstimulation of your walls still squeezing around his now softening length.

“Did you just say––” you breathed, still shocked by his confession.

Junhoe said nothing, instead opting to bury his face deeper into your shoulder. “Nothing, I didn’t say anything,” he mumbled, the words muffled by your skin. “Just forget it, please?”

You twisted, shoving his muscular body off of you before maneuvering yourself on top of him and pinning his wrists above his head. You both knew it wouldn’t take much for him to break your hold but for some reason, he made no effort to free himself. “I’m not going to forget it, so just tell me,” you snapped at him, watching as Junhoe turned his head to look anywhere but at you.

“Fine! I love you, okay? I went and fucked up and fell for you,” he finally looked at you, eyes blazing when they met yours. But you couldn’t tell what emotion it was behind his gaze. “So just go ahead and end it, just like you said you would if either of us––”

You cut Junhoe off there. “Oh, do you ever shut up?” you questioned with no malice in your tone before your lips collided with his and you released your hold on his wrists to tangle your fingers tightly into his hair, tugging at the roots until he was groaning against your mouth. When you finally broke the kiss, you rested your forehead against his before you spoke. “I love you, too, you jerk.”

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ultsracha · 6 years

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Boyfriend Hanbin (iKON)

-I see him as kind of distant?? as in he isn’t that boyfriend who spends 24/7 with his s/o -Random displays of love and affection -Like out of the blue just coming in for a back hug or late at night he would come into your room and tell you to get dressed and he’d take you for ice-cream or somthing -He’s a busy man being the leader so he probably would feel bad for not always being able to spend time for you so would try his best to make up for it in small ways -Kind of like behind the scenes stuff like leaving a note in your lunch for work or folding the last bit of laundry while you weren’t watching -p r o t e c t i v e !!!! -not possessive but just trying his best to make sure you’re 100% doing great and feel good -Deffo opens car doors for you -Would only get possessive around the boys because he’s worried they will steal you -But would try to hid it because he is a cool man -Not super romantic more goofy and tries to make you laugh -Only romantic like 3 times a year but it’s worth the wait -He’d take you to all of your favourite places to eat/ spend time and he would be constantly kissing your cheeks and telling you how much he loves you

*cough, kinda spicy stuff coming up heres your warning*

-In bed I feel that he would be kind of lazy?? not like he doesn’t want to do the deed because he. wants. to. do. the. deed. -but like he would be slow and sloppy? -main goal is for you to be satisfied!!!! -likes giving head -probably not into super kinky stuff but if you pushed it enough he would try -okAY thats enough of the spicy -in conclusion he would be a super soft boyfriend but only around you, not romantic but is trying his best, 10/10 boyfriend

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dabisimpsi · 6 years

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pairing: Hanbin x Reader (M)

a quick little drabble i’ve thought about writing recently....

word count: not much

wow this is trash, who lets me write things?

not edited, i’m tired and don’t feel like it 💔

enjoy? let me know what you think 💭 💝

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As soon as Hanbin came home, you were all over him. he looked absolutely delicious, being all sweaty from working out. he knew it drove you crazy, seeing his toned body glistening and breathing heavy. there was nothing like it. your lips on his, you slowly dragged him to the bedroom, barely giving him time to put his bag down. when you managed to do that, you climbed on top of him, slowly pushing him to lay down on the bed. tonight was all about him, he deserves it, after all the work he does to please everybody else. Taking your lips off his, you gently place them on his neck, kissing and sucking on the area right under his earlobe, one of his favorite spots. He gently placed his hands on your hips, rubbing small circles into them. “mmmm- baby” he moaned, wanting you to continue. your fingers grab the hem of his shirt, tugging it off of him. Smiling, you slowly kissed a trail down his chest, leading to his navel. You could still taste the saltiness of the sweat, making your lady parts tingle. You sat up to take his sweatpants off, taking it a step further. “are you sure you-“ he hesitated. “yes”

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chanxoo · 6 years

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KEY: ✘ — angst ♡ — fluff ☆ — smut ☼ — humour ✓ — complete

note: the following fiction follows a reader x member format, typically written in second person

anthem for the broken hearted → ✘ ♡ ☆ + HANBIN & JINHWAN

Falling in love with your best friend started as any fairytale would, full of happiness, excitement and adventure. But as time dragged on, you quickly realized that the relationship was nothing more than a tragedy veiled by innocent infatuation. It wasn’t until after you cut the strings that loosely tied your souls together that you stumbled upon the one who was fated to you.

↳ part one | part two | part three

only you → ✘ ☆ + JIWON feat. JINWOO (WINNER)

It was never your intention to cheat, especially with someone as cocky and annoying as Jiwon. But as your little love affair becomes more than just a few nights of casual sex, you quickly realize that this is a mess you won’t be able to fix.

↳ part one | part two ✓

i hate you, i love you → ✘ ☆ + JINHWAN

Dating an idol comes with its perks, but the negatives often keep you up at night, especially when your lover happens to be across the globe on tour. Upon returning from Japan, what you hoped to be a happy reunion turns sour within seconds, receiving nothing more than a cold shoulder the moment he enters the door. Questioning the solidity of your relationship, you decide to venture out for a day dedicated to yourself, but when he happens to find you holed up in one of the city’s best night clubs, you realize just how far things have gone.

saved → ♡ ☆ + DONGHYUK

Every time you spend the night out for a few drinks, it always ends the same way – Donghyuk coming to rescue you because finding your way home turns into an impossible task.

if you insist → ♡ + DONGHYUK

Studying for an exam is never easy especially when you can’t seem to focus long enough to power through a few sentences of the textbook. Just when you are ready to give up and call it a night, your adorable boyfriend shows up your front door with a bag of snacks and promised cuddles.

all for rain → ♡ ☆ + JINHWAN

After having his creativity robbed from him, Jinhwan finds himself unable to pick up a single paintbrush. Even in his favorite gloomy weather, all inspiration seems to have dissipated. It’s not until a shy girl shows up in the rain does he finally regain the inspiration he had since lost.

under the starry night → ✘ ♡ + JIWON

If there’s one thing he knows about you, it’s everything, from the way that you smile when you’re upset to the way that you lick your lips when you lie. But when he decides that he no longer wants to suffer through this one-sided love, he is instead left to pick up the pieces after a near fatal car accident.

marked territory → ☆ + YUNHYEONG

All you want to do is finally decorate the house but Yunhyeong clearly has something else in mind.

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kpopbiggestwhore · 6 years

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Club Encounter: Jiwon

Summary: After landing a job offer to teach in a dance studio in Seoul, you and your friends decided to head to the club to celebrate.

Warning: This shit bouta get freaky, steamy, and all around sexy... oh and a bit of fluff enjoy :)

Y/b/f = your best friend

Kim Jiwon stories: Good Girl, Unexpected

“Guess who got the fucking job putas.” I yelled out as I entered the apartment all the girls stopped what they’re doing and screamed running towards me tackling me to the floor “Thank the fucking lord.” y/b/f praised “Finally I no longer have to take extra shifts.” Nari said “I’m just happy you finally got the job.” Bora smiled, we all got up and fixed ourselves “So what are you going to teach?” Nari asked “I’m going to teach Salsa, Bachata, and Heels. And they even agreed to let me wear a mask.” I proudly stated “I knew it!” y/b/f yelled jumping up and down, but comes to a sudden halt “Guys we should go to the club and celebrate.” she smirked “Let’s do it.” the rest of us screamed

After some time we were finally done I was in some high waisted army pants that were baggy but still hugged my lower body very well, a white bardot crop top, paired with my classical adidas, lastly to complete my look I did a natural smokey eye, highlight because you know a girl trying to glow up and show off wassup, and a Milani lipstick color 69 with a clear gloss to top it all off.

“Oh bitch I see you.” y/b/f smirked turning me around “You alright know I’m trynna get my game on bitch.” I smirked “Now where are the other girls?” I asked “Right here.” they yelled out as they came out of the kitchen “Sorry we were doing a bit of pre-drinking before we head out.” Nari smiled “And then y’all wonder why you have a terrible hangover the next morning.” I joked “Oh whatever lets go!” Bora laughed as we all got out of the apartment and got an Uber.

Sweaty and drunk people everywhere, strobe lights randomly hitting your eyes blinding you for a split second, but most of all the dance floor looked like a pack of sardines “Well what are we waiting for let’s go get fucked up.” y/b/f yelled out dragging everyone to the bar and ordered tequila shots for everyone “To Y/N new job.” she yelled out “Pa’ riba, pa’ bajo, pa’ centro, pa’ dentro!” and with that we drowned our drinks “Alright one more round.” Bora said as see waves over the bartender for another round. This is going to be a long night...

After six shots I was a bit tipsy but nonetheless I was still about to control myself unlike the other girl after just the three shots they we half way gone this is going to be a mission tonight unless they end up with someone tonight then who knows. “Y/n I put your song on next.” y/b/f smiled at you “Dude no I can’t do it in public!” I yelled out “Don’t worry i brought this just in case.” pulling out my face mask “Fine you’re so lucky I’m doing this.” I stated giving her the death stare but all she did was laugh and drag me to the dance floor. She’s going to be the death of me.

Bobby’s POV

The guys thought it would be a good idea to head to the club to celebrate our comeback. As our Uber dropped us off in front of the place where we also found Mino “Congrats on your comeback guys, sorry the rest of the guys couldn’t make it.” Mino said as we all greeted him and thank him for congratulating us “Nah it’s cool don’t worry about it.” B.I. said “So what are we waiting for let’s get fuck up.” Jay yelled as we all laughed and entered the club we notice ‘Full House’ was blasting in the club “How’d they know we were going to come tonight.” Mino smirked “I don’t think they know because there’s a crowd forming a circle in the middle of the dance floor.” I laughed “Let’s go check it out.” Mino said. As we push our way through we notice a girl dancing to our song but not only was she dancing she was “This girl knows how to use her ass!” Mino yelled cutting my train of thoughts “She literally twerked your part (the small rap he does before Mino cuts in) with out missing a beat or a word.” he yelled amazed at her moves, I on the other hand was speechless but when she turned around facing our direction she froze.

Y/n POV

Oh shit

Was the only thing replaying in my mind, I was staring directly at Bobby and he was staring at me so I did the one thing I can think of “Come on everyone!” I yelled out as people closed the circle that they created for me. That’s when I took my queue to dip the fuck out of there not before reaching out for my hoodie from our table luckily Nari was “busy” with a guy. Once I finally got outside I slipped my hoodie on and flipped up my hoodie “That was close.” I thought as I had my back turned from the door I heard a voice speak up “You’re a fast one aren’t you.”

De pinga guy

“Sorry I don’t know what you’re talking about I been out here for the past hour dude.” I responded “Really because no other girl has army pants in there.” he stated which made me freeze “I mean these are fashion nova you never know.” I clapped back “I don’t think they know what fashion nova is.” he said “How the hell does no one here know what fashion no- fuck.” my attitude side of me decided to turn and face this person before I could stop it “Gotcha.” Bobby smirked “Me cago en ti.” I cursed “Nice dancing by the way.” he smirked “Are you just saying that because I used your song or was it because I busted my ass for your part.” I sassed rolling my eyes “Both I saw what you were doing before that part of the song came on.” he smiled “Thanks now if that’s all you want to say I’m going to walk my happy ass away.” I said as I waved my fingers good bye but was quickly stopped in my tracks “As much as I like a feisty girl, why are you acting like this I thought you would fangirl or something?” he asked “Look you may be famous amongst kinder-gardeners-” “Ouch.” he cuts me off putting his hand over his heart I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and smile; thank god he can’t see it though. “anyways, I don’t believe every person is the same person when they’re on camera then in real life so I always have my guard.” I said “What do I have to do to show you I’m not some arrogant, stuck up celebrity?” he asked “How about we go back inside and we’ll see from there.” I asked “Fine but can I take the mask off of you?” he requested “Nope this stays until I say so.” I declared “Alright I just wanted to ask, but if you do agree on it can I take it off?” he asked “Okay, you got a deal.” I agreed he smiled at me and dragged me back in the sweaty club as we danced and drank the night away.

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The Next Morning

I woke up with a mild head ache in my bed but with the warmth from the pillow I was laying on it made it ten times better but it’s weird aren’t pillows not suppose to go up and down, and also not suppose to have a heart beat. That’s when I felt an arm wrapped my waist “Oh god please let me be clothed.” I silently prayed I closed my eyes and slowly lifted up the sheet and peeked under. I didn’t know whether to be happy I was in some clothes or to panic because I wasn’t wearing my clothes “Don’t worry we didn’t do anything now stop moving so much and go back to sleep babygirl.” his voice interrupted my train of thought “Then where are my clothes?” I asked “Laundry you threw up a bit so it’s getting clean.” he finished as he opened his eyes to look at me “What do I have something on my face?” I questioned “Nope nothing on your face absolutely nothing.” he smiled caressing my cheek that’s when I realized “My mask.” I said “Sorry but you threw up on everything beside your shoes, I didn’t want to betray you word but there was nothing else I could do I really am sorry.” he apologized “You know what you didn’t betray my trust.” I sat up looking at him as he follows along “Wait really I thought you would be pissed.” he said confused by the words that came out of your mouth “I was but after you took care of me and apologized for taking my mask off it proves you’re a trust worthy person.” I smiled “If I kiss you right now would you be mad?” he smiled and I laughed “Yes because I haven’t brushed my teeth.” I shoving him down on the bed as I straddled him. Boy did I almost lose it at that moment because

1. He’s shirtless like no camisa.

And

2. His morning wood was pressing against my sensitive part and let me tell you the saying “Asians got a small dick.” yeah that’s an understatement.

“Fuck, babygirl if you don’t go and brush your teeth right now I’ll take you here and now.” he growled gripping my upper thigh under the boxers“Keep talking like that and you might have to take me.” I moaned but soon jumped a bit when I felt a stinging sensation on my ass “How about we go brush our teeth and we’ll continue this.” he suggested grinding against me “Fuck, okay let go.” I cursed as I quickly got off of him and followed him to the bathroom. “Here get this tooth brush.” he said handing it to me “Thank you daddy.” I joked well was a joke to me but by the looks of it he wasn’t joking “Call me daddy one more time and I’ll replace that tooth brush with something else.” he directed, I was shocked but weak all at once, knees don’t give up now because I’m going to need you in a bit.

The moment we finished Bobby didn’t waste no time, he picked me up and took me to his room “Now that I don’t have to tell you what I need to call me I think I’ll get right into it.” he dived into my lips, biting and sucking on my lower lip but I playfully pulled away “You just played yourself.” he smirked, I was about to question it until he ripped the shirt off. ‘Okay I didn’t really play myself, I just didn’t see that coming.’ I thought.

After ripping the shirt and the boxers off he stared me down “Fuck this is a sight I’m glad no one else can see.” he said biting his lip “If you’re going to stare at me that much might as well take a picture.” I rolled my eyes “One I’ll gladly take hundreds of pictures of you if you’ll let me and two roll your eyes again and watch what I’ll do to you.” he growled “Okay.” I rolled my eyes again just to get him on edge “Alright you asked for it babygirl.” he flipped me over and spanked my ass catching me off and making me yelp “If you don’t count it neither will I.” he stated “One.” I choked out.

*Smack

“Two.”

*Smack

“Three.”

It’s

*Smack

“Four.”

Actually

*Smack

“Six.”

Not

*Smack

“Eight.”

That

“Ten.”

Bad

He flipped me back on my back and felt through my panties but soon found my clit. I threw my head back in bliss “Damn babygirl did you enjoy that?” he smirked “Kind of.” I tried to hold back my smiled by biting my lip “Such a naughty little girl aren’t you baby.” he lowered himself til he was face to face with my womanhood “Damn you’re so wet it even went through your panties baby.” he smirked “Just do something, anything please daddy please.” I begged “Anything?” he raised an eyebrow “Yes fuck just do something please daddy.” I whined “Gladly.” with that he removed my panties and attacked me with his mouth.

“Fu-uu-uu-u-ck.” I could barely get a word out ‘I am never going to a gringo or latino or anyone for that matter after this.’ I thought. I gripped onto his hair hard this is amazing no the best I ever had my toes are even curling at this “I’m-fucking shit I’m clo-ooo-o-oose fuck.” I threw my head back again feeling my climax come closer and closer he stops “Daddy why’d you stop fuck.” I moaned “Because babygirl,” he got on top of me “I want you to cum around me.” he crashed our lips together asking for entrance, this time I gave in tasting myself in his mouth. “Hold on I’m going to get a condom baby.” he said as he started to pull away but before he can fully get up I stopped him and smirked “I’m on the pill.” he looked at me bewildered “Say less babygirl.” he smiled “Let me help you with that.” I smiled as I flipped us over.

I slowly pulled down his pants and boxer and was surprised ‘Okay the thing that I said earlier yeah now it’s official I am never going to a latino or gringo or just anyone in general.’ “Fuck.” my mouth was watering “Whats w-wwr-rong oh fuck.” he couldn’t finish his sentence after I shoved him in my mouth. I came up with a popping sound “Sorry daddy I just couldn’t resist.” I bit my lip and smiled “Holy shit did you just take all of it down your throat?” he asked looking at me with amazement “Mhmm I can control my gag reflexes.” I said “This just keeps getting better and better.” he smiled and pulls me up “But as good as that sounds I want to fuck you senselessly and before the guys come back.” pinning my arms behind my back “Looks like I’ll have to be quiet soon.” I smirked “Such a naughty little girl you are, huh baby?” he spanked me “Yeah but you like it.” I said smiling but quickly moaned as I felt his dick teasing me “You’re right I do.” and with that he smashed into me.

My knees almost gave out in seconds “Shit this feels amazing.” he groaned “Fuck harder daddy please.” I cried out “I will.” he let go of my wrists and held onto my hips “Daddy right there yes please.” I screamed he was hitting my g-spot over and over again I couldn’t help but scream even more “Fuck baby I love seeing your ass bounce on me.” he groaned smacking my ass a bit “Fuck I’m really close daddy.” I cried out “Fuck me too fuck.” his hand went under me and played with my clit “Daddy!” I screamed as he thrusted into me one last time “Fuck I’m cumming too.” he growled the feeling of his cumming filling me up felt amazing.

After that he collapsed next to me on the bed and wrapped an arm around me “That was fucking amazing.” He huffed out “Mhmm.” I mumbled “Baby are you good?” he asked I turn my head around to face him and nodded my head smiling “Would you mind-” “doing it again, no I wouldn’t mind it at all.” I cut him off “From being sassy and pissy to delighted and relaxed.” he joked pulling my up to lay down on the bed well more like on him“Yeah I’m kinda glad all that happened now.” I smiled feeling my eyes getting heavy and him playing with my hair was making me even more sleepy “Hey can you tell my friends that I’m okay I completely forgot to do that.” I mumbled “Don’t worry I told them before when you knocked out.” he stated “Thank you Bobby.” I said hugging him a bit “No problem babygirl now go to sleep.” and with that we kncoked out.

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haveanotherkpopblog · 4 years

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The Nutcracker Suite

Pairing: Koo Junhoe x You

Genre: Angst, Ballet!AU, Fluff, Regency!AU

Rating: PG

Summary: It’s Christmas time and what better way to celebrate than with a classic tale and our SEVEN favorite boys?

Part I- The Party

Part II- The Mouse King

Part III- The Gingerbread Village

Part IV- The Expedition

Part V- The Mouse King’s Castle

Part VI- The Sugar Plum Fairy

#haveanotherkpopblog post #ikon #ikon scenarios #ikon smut #ikon reactions #ikon angst #ikon fluff #ikon christmas au #ikon nutcracker au #ikon junhoe #ikon ju-ne #ikon ju ne #ikon koo junhoe #ju-ne #junhoe #ju ne #koo junhoe #ikon ballet au #ikon regency au

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smitten--kitten · 6 years

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Giving iKON Head Under the Table:

Jay:

Song:

Bobby:

B.I:

DK:

Ju-ne:

Chan:

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zuhos-nose · 6 years

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Hanbin (B.I - iKon) Kinks

(gif is not mine)

loves oral

the feeling of your lips leaving kisses on his tip

and long licks up his length leave him biting his lip

and inhaling sharply

orgasm deNIAL

giving and RECEIVING

will throw his head back and beg you to let him cum

you won’t let him touch you anywhere at all

he’ll stutter over your name and his sentences

gasps and moans pouring out of his mouth

will pull your hair

and guide your head up and down his hard cock

and you’ll hum on his dick because you love the little control you allow him to have

he’ll try to thrust into your mouth

but you’ll pull away from his cock to grab his face

“don’t make that mistake again, baby boy”

you’ll only let him cum in your mouth, knowing how much he loves it

you see the look on his face, thinking he’s fucked out

but it’s all over for you

he’ll have you on your back in seconds

hands held above your head

a tight grip on one of your hips

and his face between your thighs before you can even comprehend what’s happening

but you knew what you were doing

you know just how to get this side of Hanbin out of him

so you buck your hips up only to have him smack the side of your ass in disapproval

“on my thigh now, baby girl. it’s my turn.”

you’ll get up slowly

making sure to play with yourself before moving to his thigh

until he pulls your hand away and shoves you down on him

flexing the muscles in his leg to stimulate your wet pussy

“I didn’t say you could touch yourself. That’s mine and only mine. Got it?”

“Yes, sir.”

you’ll keep a relatively quick pace, going back and forth

until he grips your hips and slows you down

you’ll groan, knowing he’s doing it on purpose

he’ll pull your head down so he can place kisses on you

instead, he leaves soft breathes on the most sensitive spots on your neck

and you’ll lean your head back

hoping he’ll place his lips on you

you’ll feel his shit eating smirk press against your neck

so you move to grip his shoulders and leave light scratches across them

knowing he secretly likes the pain

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

but he’ll quickly pull himself back together

and rap his hand around your neck

applying soft pressure

and you’ll smile, finally getting somewhere

“you actually gonna give me something good?”

you tease

“watch your mouth sweet cheeks, I think you’ll enjoy what I’ll do to you too much.”

PIERCINGS

if you have nipple piercings or piercings anywhere else *wink wonk*

he’ll use them to his advantage

softly licking them

or tugging on them with his fingers

making sure to pay extra attention to those areas

knowing how sensitive they are

but overall

Hanbin is a sweetheart

and when he’s not fucking you into the sheets endlessly

he’s setting the mood with candles

(far away from the bed because some of yous is clumsy and fire)

he loves seeing you in lingerie

so he buys you multiple sets

will rip them off if he’s in the mood

but when he’s a soft baby

Hanbin will slowly pull the thin clothing from your body

leaving kisses down your stomach

and you know where it goes from here ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

gOoD nIgHt

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