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[faes-land]

Day 7: Voyeurism - Hwiyoung

Pairings: Warlock! Hwiyoung X Female Reader

Genre: SMUT

Word count: 1,392

Warnings: Spooky Voyeurism, masturbation (male and female) 

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Youngkyun sighed as he sat in front of his scrying mirror. He could use any reflective surface to see, but this was the one he dedicated to his scrying. Sometimes what he saw were visions, other times it was things happening in real-time.

He wasn’t entirely sure what he was looking for tonight, but he was going to let it take him wherever he was meant to be. If he wanted to, he could will his seeing to anything he could think of. But for tonight, he didn’t have anything in mind, except for you. You were a human that he began to take a liking to. Warlocks and humans weren’t supposed to mix, but it can happen since all beings coexist. It is a slight taboo in the supernatural world, but stranger things have happened.

Youngkyun hadn’t been the traditional type, but his coven leader, Youngbin, was. He knew that if he got himself involved with a human he’d be in deep shit. He remembered the time Sanghyuk was with a human; it didn’t end well for him. Youngbin almost banished him from the coven.

There was one thing that seemed different about you that Youngkyun couldn’t put his finger on. You had an aura about you that wasn’t fully human; he just wasn’t sure if he should tell someone about you or not to help him figure it out.

He closed his eyes and thought of you, focusing on where you could be now and what you were doing. Youngkyun took in a deep breath before opening his eyes and seeing your figure show up in his mirror. At first, your image was a little fuzzy, but after he concentrated on you a bit more, you were clear as day. He smiled to himself as he watched you dance in your room; he wondered if this was in real-time or if this was going to happen. He noticed the time from the small glimpse he had of your phone; this was happening now.

You had a big T-shirt with your favorite band on it and underwear on, something Youngkyun had seen you in often. He watched you dance until you got tired, wishing he was there and having fun with you. This will have to do for now. You looked so beautiful, practically glowing as you had that euphoric look on your face from dancing to your favorite songs. This was one of the things Youngkyun had loved to watch you do; he loved seeing you enjoy yourself and being present in the moment.

It had been getting late, but Youngkyun couldn’t take his eyes off you. You hadn’t done anything for a little, just scroll on your phone and listen to slower songs on your playlist. He felt a sense of comfort as he saw you, feeling like he was laying in your bed with you and hearing those same songs. As Youngkyun watched you, he noticed a glow about you that he had only seen on other witches. He knew you were human, so why was this happening? It was faint but bright enough that he could see it. Youngkyun blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things, but the glow was still there. Maybe he could pursue you after all.

After a few minutes, you had put your phone down next to you on your bed and looked up at the ceiling, your hand that was laying on your stomach and fiddling with the bottom of your shirt was now moving its way up underneath your shirt. Youngkyun gulped when he noticed your other hand was playing with the waistband of your panties. He watched as you moved your shirt higher up on your body, exposing your breasts to the open air of your room.

He knew he shouldn’t be watching you doing this, and that he should stop, but he couldn’t look away. You were beautiful and the glow he had seen before was a little more prominent. He could feel himself getting hard as you started to play with your nipples, teasing yourself. Your legs rub together to create friction and your nipples hardened. He’d watched you in his scrying mirror before, but you had never done this before.

Youngkyun was now palming himself over his pants and he was becoming harder with each passing second. He really should stop looking at his scrying mirror, but he also couldn’t help but imagine he was there with you in bed. He wanted to be the one to play with your body and make you feel good. You shouldn’t have to do it yourself. Youngkyun saw how the hand that had previously been fiddling with the waistband of your panties was now teasing your clit. He heard a faint moan come out of you and it was the most beautiful thing he ever heard. He hoped that one day he was the reason you were moaning.

Youngkyun couldn’t take it anymore, he had become too horny watching you. He took his pants off and his erection was now free from the confines of the fabric. He hissed when the cool air hit his now exposed cock. He grabbed a little bit of lotion and began to pleasure himself, stroking his now fully hard dick. The more he saw you pleasure yourself, the more he would imagine what it would be like to be there with you, being inside you. He wished more than anything that this stupid scrying mirror wasn’t between you two.

Youngkyun groaned when he started to stroke himself faster. Your movements on yourself had also become faster and you started to writhe around in your bed. Youngkyun was so glad that you didn’t do this under your blanket; he loved that he could see everything you were doing to yourself. The only thing he wished was that he could see your hand between your legs; the barrier of your panties was frustrating him, but in a weird way, it made the whole thing hotter. Even though your panties had little butterflies on them.

He heard you moan out again, this time a little louder. He could see that you now had your fingers inside yourself, moving them slowly as you palmed your clit. Your other hand was still tweaking your nipples and enhancing your pleasure. Youngkyun was now going faster on himself and teasing his swollen tip with his thumb. His breathing was become labored as he kept up his movements. He was getting lost in his thoughts of you, wanting to know what it would feel like to have your hands on his dick, or your lips around his tip. He wondered what you tasted like, and what it would be like to have your legs around his head.

You had become close to your orgasm as you went a little deeper inside yourself. You wished you’d had someone with you to get you there, but your hand will have to do. You moved a little bit faster, knowing that would take you closer and closer to where you wanted to be. The more you played with your nipples, the more sensitive your body became. After a few more movements on your clit and teasing your inner walls, you had reached your orgasm. Your toes curled into your sheets, and your eyes were fluttering as you came down from your high.

Youngkyun was in disbelief at how pretty you were when you came and it triggered his own orgasm. He came soon after you did, his cum landing on his stomach and on his hands. He stroked himself a few more times before he caught his breath. He looked at your serene face; you looked so kissable. One day he would find you and kiss you whenever he wanted to.

He watched as you got off your bed and went toward the mirror that was on your closet door; this was where he could see you from. Youngkyun felt like you were looking right at him as you got closer to the mirror. You composed yourself and looked directly at yourself. You smirked before saying, “Did you enjoy yourself, Youngkyun? I can see you too. We should do this again sometime,” then you winked and Youngkyun wasn’t able to see you anymore.

So you were just like him after all.

[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 12 - Cuckholding W/ Zuho and Hwiyoung

Post Date: 12th December 2022 Content: Smut - SF9 Zuho x Reader x SF9 Hwiyoung  WC: 1.3K TW?: Cuckholding/ Boyfriend & Roomate!Zuho/ Roommate!Hwiyoung/ Hair Pulling/ Masterbating/ Oral (Giving)

Summary: When his date doesn’t go to plan, Hwiyoung gets something extra special to spend his Christmas holiday with you and Zuho.

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Hwiyoung patiently waits outside the restaurant, freezing in the bitter winter wind, clasping his hands together for warmth. Waiting for his date to show up, but she never does. Texting him hours later that she had a date with someone else, telling him how sorry she was when in reality, She didn't care. But he did. He liked her, a lot. Finding someone to take his mind off of you, his best friend's girlfriend. Who he's had a crush on since forever, and doesn't want to get in trouble with Zuho for having such. Trying to change it ASAP.

However, it wasn't like Zuho didn't know. Zuho could tell Hwiyoung was head over heels for you, the way he blushed when you spoke to him, the way he'd get shy when you offered to give him a hug when he needed comfort. He couldn't be mad that people had eyes on his girlfriend. He couldn't blame them.

If anything, this just makes interesting conversations between you and your boyfriend, about trying something out of the box, having threesomes usually comes to mind when talking, but Zuho wants to give Hwiyoung a little early Christmas present.

"How did your date go?" Zuho asks, sipping at the hot chocolate you had just freshly made as Hwiyoung walks through the door, saddened in the face seeing you both cuddled up on the couch.

Hwiyoung sighs, chucking off his shoes, and slouches down on the armchair opposite you both, ignoring how comfortable the both of you were as he hangs his head slowly, "It didn't happen, she was seeing someone else".

It was actually painful to see how hurt your friend was, especially for Zuho who told him to go for it, now feeling guilty he helped get him in contact with her in the first place.

"I'm so sorry, man," Zuho says quietly, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder as he turns to you, looking up at him with mischief in your eyes.

He knows exactly what that look is for, looking at you with a smirk growing on his face. What better time to give Hwiyoung his Christmas gift than now? Nodding slowly at you, you move from beside him to make your way over to Hwiyoung whose eyes shoot wide open when you take a seat on his lap, looking at Zuho to make sure that he was okay with what was going on.

Adjusting yourself on his lap, you straddle him, arms on his shoulders. Hwiyoung is still looking at Zuho who winks at him, “Go on baby, give him his early Christmas present,” He purrs, winking at you too when you briefly turn to look at him.

“Christmas present?” Hwiyoung scoffs in disbelief, gasping when your lips press against his neck in an attempt to calm him down, trailing up the sensitive, tanned skin as you breathe lightly.

Lifting your head away, you look at him deeply in the eyes, pouting, “You want this Christmas present don’t you, Youngie?” your words make him speechless as your play with the hair on the back of his head, smiling ear to ear when he nods slowly, looking at his best friend for the okay one last time.

“She’s all for you tonight, isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?” Zuho asks, sipping his hot chocolate as he shuffles on the couch, getting comfortable, and ready for the show. 

Though very shy about it, Hwiyoung’s shy smile turns into something lustful, eyes turning dark when looking back at you, lips parting ready for yours to attach to them. 

The second your lips touch his, his body burns up, and his chest starts to rise and fall at a quickened pace as you lightly tug at his hair, making him groan into your mouth and you fully take it in and start to roll your hips on him. 

He slowly starts to lose control, in the mood with his hands roaming your body freely, falling to your hips, and giving them a tight squeeze. His lips never leave yours, addicted to you and your taste, tongue swiping your lip for permission to enter, gliding across yours when you allow.

“Isn’t she such a good kisser? My baby is perfection,” Zuho growls deeply, eyes on you like a hawk on its prey, loving every moment of this, more than he could honestly say. 

Pulling away to let him reply, you make a move back to his neck, bruising it slightly from the light biting and sucking on the skin, “She is... Fuck,” Hwiyoung hisses, nails digging deeper into the flesh of your hips. 

A hand trails up your back, gliding under your hair to pull on it lightly, making your lips make a popping sound when pulling you off his neck. The smirk that he gives you sends shivers up your spine, both of you getting fully into it as you slide off his lap, moving down onto your knees before him as he spreads his legs slightly for you to fit between them. 

“She’s such a good girl,” He whispers, eyes glued onto yours as you slowly unbuckle his belt, unzip his jeans and pull out his cock, giving it one pump to cover it in his pre-cum, looking back at Zuho for permission to continue.

“She’s a very good girl, go ahead, princess. You’re in control,” Replying, Zuho’s eyes are still glued on you, same with Hwiyoungs, pulling down his bottoms to let his own cock spring free, to please himself whilst watching the show. 

Whilst Zuho’s hand strokes his own cock, hissing, you’re licking your lips, eyes still glued on Hwiyoung when you make a move to lick up his shaft, spitting on the tip. A grin grows on your face hearing him whimper, moving your hand up and down slowly, his eyes glued shut at the sensation. 

Then you take him into your mouth, bit by bit, tongue swirling around his length as the tip eventually hits the back of your throat. His thighs tense up from the feeling. His head spun from the euphoria he was feeling, hand back up in your hair, pulling it lightly to lift you up to push you back down on his cock, making you gag. 

“Fuck!” Hwiyoung moans out loud, the warm wet muscle of your mouth making his cock twitch within it, Zuho’s pace picks up to match the pace you were going at when sucking his best friend off, making him moan too.

In sync, the both of them hiss, “Her mouth is so perfect,” making you gag even more from hearing it, trying your best not to giggle but the vibrations from it make Hwiyoung whimper a little more, your tongue brushing over his tip making his head throw back.

Moments pass and Hwiyoung is completely falling apart from your lips being around his cock, edging closer and closer to his high, pulling on your hair a little harder, making you moan more. Addicted to the feeling, he continues to do it, seconds away from releasing from your moans on his cock. 

His eyes shoot wide open when you continue to use your mouth on him, even seconds after his release, his hot cum spilling down the back of your throat as you suck him dry and overstimulate him slightly. 

Pulling off him, you smirk and wipe your lips clean as he tries to gather himself together, panting from it. 

Looking back to see Zuho wasn’t done yet, you go to move to him next, kneeling before him but he stops you, “Don’t you think we should give him a little extra, princess?”.

Both of you looking back at the fucked out best friend, you nod, inviting him over to join you both on the couch as you spend the rest of the night giving him a Christmas present that he’ll never, ever forget. Even with the possibility to have the chance to experience this once again. 

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[key201303]

There’s a week left for my birthday 🥳

What would you say if love shot series made a comeback as my birthday special?? 👀👀

[lost-inthedream]

SF9 reaction to you asking for a boob massage

Pairing: sf9 x female reader

Warning: bad words, sweet-talking, tongue-kissing, neck-sucking, nipple play.

Genre: smut

Bonus song rec: Make up, by Sam Kim feat. Crush

Context: In all drabbles, the reader wears a blouse with no bra.

Youngbin:

Rises an eyebrow and shows a malicious smile. You can see in his eyes how your request made some gears roll in his head. "Just a massage? That's all you need now?" He tilts his head to the side to suck on your neck and starts kneading your clothed breasts with both hands. The way he moves down to your collarbones, wets your skin with his tongue is noisy and lewd but he takes his time before pulling your blouse up and settling you on your bed.

Inseong:

To your surprise, he straight up asks you to take off your top and lie down on the bed, then he straddles your hips. Inseong takes one second just to contemplate your state, the way your boobs accommodate in such a position is a perfect view. "Why are your nipples already hard?" he provokes. You suddenly become shy so your eyes move away. He flicks your nipples before going all the way for an actual massage.

Jaeyoon:

"Do you really think I will be able to massage them?" he doubts while cupping your tits, verifying their weight for the hundredth time. They have the ideal weight for his hands, he bites his lip while waiting for you to say anything. "Why wouldn't you?". Jaeyoon ignores your question for a moment, he has to slide his hands under your shirt before anything. Once his palm is directly touching your skin, he gasps and explains "I can't touch it for long, I need to suck on them."

Dawon:

"Only if you give my tiddies a massage too" he laughs. Honestly, he cracks you up. Anyways you eventually say yes since he looks to be waiting for a confirmation. Sanghyuk hugs you from behind and starts his ministrations, he is not the most delicate but it is far from hurting you. Just the way he firmly groups both your breasts together is a bit harsh. "I love the way you can't be apart from me, doll. You need me pulling moans from you all the time, right?"

Zuho:

warning: use of the word 'daddy'

That is his weak spot: your tits. They are soft, beautiful, they are his. He hates admitting but his mouth waters when he thinks about your boobs. He was working on something and he usually refuses to stop and fuck you when you ask for it. So this time you tried something unexplored. His eyes naturally drop to your breasts as soon as he hears that word. "Oh, shit" he hisses. You come closer toying with your cleavage and he just pulls you onto his lap, his hands immediately stimulating your hardening buds. "Daddy, I said 'massage'".

Rowoon:

He gives you tits massages without you asking for it but you can surprise him nonetheless. He is dressing up after his shower and you observe his broad chest and broad body as a whole. "Come here already, I need a massage... on my boobs". He turns to you automatically. "Uh? Did you say boobs?" You nod with a cute pout on your lips. In a second, he lies by your side and hugs your middle, reaching one breast with his soft hand. You give him a scalp massage as payment.

Yoo Taeyang:

You said tit massage, he heard tit massage but he caught you and now he is tongue-kissing you with his hands underneath your shirt. You knew that would happen, Taeyang is absolutely unable to touch a pair of boobs without having anything in return. You can't help smiling against his hungry lips and, eventually, making him question what is happening. "You're so precious, ma boy". Both you and him have drool all around your lips. He smiles shyly so you pull him closer again. His hands under your shirt, your fingers playing with the zipper of his pants.

Hwiyoung:

Gives you the said massage very diligently, maybe too diligently. He also straddles you so he can see all your facial expressions and the way your nipples respond. He is very collected, yet he is becoming breathless. "Fuck, Hwi, why do you have to do it so well?" He smiles like an idiot. "Am I doing it right?" His voice is a fragile whisper that pokes your nerves even more. He continues flicking your nipples with his thumbs from time to time and you moan louder in response.

Chani:

Girl, Chani has spoiled you too much, pushing his hands under your t-shirt way too often. Tonight, he was just exhausted and spooning you, sometimes leaving chaste smooches on your neck. "Babe?" you call him. He barely hums in response, and then you ask for the massage. He chuckles and starts sweet-talking you right away "Sure, my love. Let me free your beautiful jewels. You know how much I love them, right?"

[yootaesowlwrites]

Finish Inside Me - Hwiyoung / Kim Youngkyun

W/C: 3.5K

Note: Blank blogs will be blocked. I don’t trust y’all, so make sure you have your age in your bio/desc or something on your blog. Minors DNI.

Prompts: “Finish inside me, I mean it .” + “I want you to touch yourself”

Warnings: Smut, explicit language, nudism, masturbation, nipple stimulation, voyeurism(?), clit stimulation, brief clit sucking, unprotected sex(reader’s on the pill), aftercare.

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

Hwiyoung had been busy the past few weeks working on his solo debut album, today he had shown up at your place and asked if he could work there, for a different scenery and also to see if he could find inspiration, which is why when you were laying on your bed watching some YouTube videos you didn’t expect him to appear in your door and lean against the frame.

“Are you struggling?” You ask as you pause the video while turning the television off in the process and put the remote controller down on the bedside table. “I’m not surprised, you’ve been at it for hours, you need a break, Kyun,” You were about to get up from the bed, but his words instantly make you freeze in your spot.

“I want you to touch yourself,” He says. You look at him with wide eyes and swallow, you didn’t expect those words from him, which shocked and confused you at the same time.

“W-what?” You stutter. You could feel your heart beat picking up slightly and your insides dropping. “You wa-want me to t-touch myself?” You repeat his question and watch as he nods. “W-why?”

“I’m frustrated… and I want to watch you touch yourself,” He says. “And then I want to have sex with you,” You nod your head, slowly processing his words. Not once during your relationship with Hwiyoung had he seen you touch yourself nor has he asked this, so you felt somewhat nervous.

“I uh… never had an audience watching when I would touch myself, so… Just give me a minute, yeah?” You say. He nods his head as he watches you. “Uh, you can take a seat over there,” You point towards the chair at your desk and watch as he pushes himself off the door frame and makes his way into your room. How on Earth would you be able to do that in front of him? You climb off the bed and make your way towards the door and push it shut. “Okay, just… bear with me, Youngkyun.”

“Of course, take your time,” He says. You keep your back turned towards him as you begin unbuttoning your shirt, He watches as you pull it down your shoulders before you turn around and toss it towards the laundry basket, his eyes slowly move down to your chest before going lower. He takes in all your curves and thinks of the way he could grip you tightly if he wanted to. You pull your bra over your head as well, and his eyes instantly move upwards to look at your tits. You try to avoid looking at him, knowing you would blush and become even more shy if you did, but you could feel his eyes burning into you.

“It might take a while for me to get turned on,” You mumble as you push your pants down along with your panties. You toss the clothes towards the laundry basket before making your way towards the bed, your skin felt like it was already burning with his eyes watching your every movement. You climb onto the bed and lay down on your back, you stare up at the ceiling for a moment before you move yourself to sit against the headboard of your bed and spread your legs as you bend it.

“No rush, neither of us has done this before,” He says. “Take your time, whatever has you comfortable, should I get undressed as well?” And that’s when you finally look at him, he was leaning back against the chair with his hands on the armrests while looking at you.

“Maybe that would help, that way we’re both naked and vulnerable,” You say. He nods his head, and you watch as he stands from the chair, he pulls his shirt over his head and glances towards the laundry basket.

“Toss it, I’ll wash it for you,” You say. He nods his head before throwing the fabric towards the basket and reaching for his jeans, you watch as he unbuttons and unzips them before pulling them down along with his underwear and tossing them towards the laundry basket. He sits down on the chair and your eyes fall to his cock that seemed like it was starting to get hard. You force yourself to look away and at the wall where your television was. “Okay…” You reach for your breast and push it upwards, your thumb presses against the nipple and you slowly rub the bud. You were just too aware that he was with you in the room, and you were starting to doubt that you would get turned on.

You close your eyes as you take in a deep breath, trying to clear your thoughts and trying to forget that he was with you in the room, watching you and watching every movement. You slowly rub over your nipple before releasing your boob and bringing your thumb to your mouth, you push your finger into your mouth, licking around it before pulling it out and moving it back to your nipple and smearing your saliva over the bud and feel it harden as cool air blows against it. You part your lips and breath through your mouth as you rub over the hardened bud and feel your insides slowly tightening, you could feel your skin slowly heating up and the room temperature becoming thicker and warmer as well.

You bring your left hand up to your mouth and push your thumb between your lips and lick over the pad of your finger before you lowered your hand to your breast and rubbed it over your nipple, and felt the bud harden underneath your touch. You tug your right nipple and your breathing becomes heavier as you do, you roll the bud between your fingers, which instantly causes you to feel a warmth pooling between your folds. Hwiyoung watches as your stomach and chest rise and falls as your breathing becomes heavier, his eyes were rapidly moving over you, trying to see everything at the same time.

Hwiyoung could feel heat coursing through his veins and going straight towards his cock as he watched you, the sight was indescribably hot, the way you respond to your own touches, even if it was just your nipples, and the way you knew what you liked and what would work for you. He leans forward and watches with intensity as you pull and tug and pinch your right nipple while rolling your finger back and forth over your left one. You release your right nipple and slide your hand over your stomach, and he watches as you slide your hand to the inside of your thigh and slowly stroke up and down it before your fingers move to the crease of your thighs and rub along on either side of them.

Your breathing picks up as you feel yourself getting more and more turned on, you could hear him shift on your chair, and somehow you felt your skin only growing hotter knowing now that he was watching you, which made you wonder, did you have a kink for somebody watching you get yourself off? Or was it just because he, the one you loved, was watching you? Either way, you could feel yourself growing wetter the more you felt his eyes burn on you.

“Ohh…” You breathe out as you move your fingers over your folds and slowly stroke over them, the light touch was causing a tightness to build inside you and form into a knot. You slowly keep stroking your outer folds while your left-hand rolls your left nipple between your fingers. “Shit…” Hearing you starting to mumble and moan to yourself caused Hwiyoung to bite his lower lip as he watched you with dark, lust-filled eyes. You could feel sweat building up on your skin the more you stroke along your folds. “Ohh… Fuck,” You push down against your folds and slowly spread them open, a squelching sound goes through the air as they’re being pulled apart.

“Shit…” You mutter and slip your fingers past your folds and slide them along the inside. You could feel your wetness gathering around your fingers as you slide them along your pussy. “Gosshhh,” Hwiyoung leans forward in the chair as he watches closely what your fingers were doing. You circle your fingers around the bundle of nerves before slowly sliding them down to your entrance and circling your slit to gather more of your juices. “Youngkyun…” He grips onto the armrests of your desk chair, his knuckles turning white as he does, hearing you moan his name while you were playing with yourself was making him grow harder and making his mind spin. “Ohh… Oh!” You drag your fingers back towards your clit and slowly circle around it.

“Shit, Kyun…” You moan. Hwiyoung licks his lips as he watches your fingers, his eyes flicker upwards and saw your stomach rising and falling rapidly as you breathe in heavily. “Fuck, Youngkyun…” You slide your fingers over your clit and your legs twitch at the touch of the bundle of nerves and your toes curl into your soft bedding. You rub your clit again and your hips slightly buck at the touch, you slowly rub along your clit and feel fire spreading up your legs as the bundle of nerves was getting attention. “Ohh, fucking, so good…”

“Gaaawdd,” He moans as he wraps his hand around the base of his cock. He couldn’t help himself anymore, he had to give himself some type of relief as he watches you. His hand slowly slides along his shaft and rubs over the tip, gathering his pre-cum on his thumb before spreading it along his length. You could hear the squelching from his arousal fill the room and feel your pussy twitch at the sound. You rub your rubs faster over your clit, and you can feel a high building inside you.

“Ohh, my flippin’… Youngkyun,” You moan. You could feel your legs starting to shake as you keep rubbing your clit, he could see your chest rising and falling and your hand trying to move faster to rub your clit. “Fuck!” Your mind was slowly slipping into the blissful feeling your body was experiencing. “Youngkyun…” His hand slides faster over his cock, making sure to pay attention to the head of his cock to gather more of his arousal to spread over his length.

“Fuck… Y/n,” He groans out. He watches as you buck your hips up into your own hand as you rub your clit, your body was responding to the pleasure and it wanted more. “Fuck, so hot…”

“Oh, my… I’m going… I’m gonna…” You mutter out. Your mind felt mush as you were getting closer. “Youngkyun…” The sound of your juices was loud, and it filled the room, along with your heavy breathing and his. “Kyun!” Your back arches and you keep rubbing your clit faster and faster, stars form behind your lids. “Kyun, Kyun, Youngkyun, OH!” His eyes drop to your slit, and he watches as your release spills from you. “YOUNGKYUN!” The tension inside you snaps and your mind is thrown into the clouds, your back stays arched as you go through your high. “FUCK, FUCK!” He could see your fingers starting to stutter as you try to keep rubbing yourself.

“Fuck…” He mutters and releases his cock before pushing himself off the chair and making his way to the bed. He climbs onto the bed and grabs your ankles and pulls you away from the headboard, you pull your hand away from your pussy and boob and your eyes shoot open as you feel his warmth between your legs. His lips wrap around your clit and your eyes roll to the back of your head immediately as you feel him sucking on the nub to get you through your high, his hair tickles the inside of your thigh, but right now it was adding to the pleasure that you felt.

“YOUNGKYUN!” You cry out and bring your hand to his hair, your fingers twist into his locks, and you pull on them. “FUCK!” Your body shakes as you feel his breathing against your mound and his chin pressing against your folds. “FUCKING, FUCK!” His hands grab onto your thighs and grip them tightly, and you swear you cum even harder as he does. “YOUNGKYUN!” He could feel your body slowly calming down from the high you just experienced and pulling away from your clit. He rests his chin on your mound and looks up at you, watching as your chest rises and falls as you try to catch your breath. “Gosh…” You release his hair and let your hand fall onto the bed.

“That, that was hot,” He says. You open your eyes and look down at him, your pussy twitches as you see his lips glistening with your arousal. He sits on his knees and moves closer to you, your eyes slowly travel down his body and fall on his hard cock, the tip looked red, and it was glistering with pre-cum, well, his entire cock was glistening.

“Fucking, Fuck, Youngkyun…” You breathe out. You watch as he wraps his hand around his cock and moves it between your folds, your legs jolt as you feel him rub the tip over your sensitive throbbing clit before guiding it down towards your entrance. “Oh, my fucking…” He pushes the tip into you and your back arches as your jaw slacks.

“Oh, my… fucking, uhhmm,” He moans as he feels your sopping walls squeeze down around him, practically sucking him in. “Oh, uhm, Ugh,” He tilts his head backwards at the sensation going through his entire body. Your juices squelch as he slides deeper into you, filling and stretching your walls.

“Youngkyun, ughmm,” You moan. Your back slowly relaxes as you feel him pause once he was fully buried inside you. “Fuck, Kyun, shit…” His hands slide over the top of your thighs before he lifts your legs and places them over his shoulders, stretching you more open for him and pushing his cock deeper inside you. “Fuuuuck, Kyun,” You reach upwards and grab onto the pillows.

“Fuck, you feel so good…” He mutters and lifts his head to look down at you. The sight of you underneath him and his cock buried inside you makes his head spin with ecstasy. “Uhmm,” He slowly pulls his hips back, his cock sliding from you until he almost completely slipped out from you before thrusting forward, filling you with a swift movement. “Hmm, oh.”

“Ohh, oh, fuck, I… Youngkyun,” You moan. Your tits bounce along with his thrusts, and you hear the squelching sound of your wetness filling the room quickly. “Ohh, fuck, oh…” You could feel your insides pulling and twisting together as another high begins building. “Ohh, fuck, fuck, right there,” His cock was brushing all the right spots along your walls. “Fucking, Fuck.”

“Ohh, so good, fuck, you take me so well,” He groans. You could see his hair starting to stick to his forehead and the side of his face as sweat builds up on his skin. “Fuuuck, fuck, taking it so fucking good,” The sound of skin hitting skin fills the room and the air only grows hotter. You could feel the bedding sticking to your back as he rolls his hips into yours.

“Youngkyun…” You breathe out. Your mind spins and your vision slowly becomes blurred as your high gets closer and closer. “Ohh, my fucking… Shit,” You squeeze the pillows and curl your toes as you feel a hot, tingling sensation run up your spine. “Kyun… Kyun!”

“Fuck, squeeze me like that again,” He grunts out. He was starting to sound like he was out of breath as he was getting closer to reaching his high. “Fuck, yes, like that, again,” Your walls pulse around him, milking him for an orgasm. “Shit… Feels so good,” Your eyes roll to the back of your head before your lids fall shut.

“Fuuuck, fuck, oh, my fucking!” You moan. Your grip tightened on the pillows, and your hands were starting to feel strained with how hard you were gripping them. “I’m gonna… fuck, Kyun, I’m gonna cum soon,” You manage to get out between pants. Stars danced and twirled behind your lids, and your mind felt like it was slipping into cloud nine.

“Fuck… cum for me,” He groans. Your walls clench around him, and you feel your muscles tightening up. “Shit, I’m not gonna last long with all your squeezing,” He begins rolling his hips faster in and out of you, you could feel your wetness splattering onto your ass cheeks as he does. “Fuck, fuck,” You lick your lips and let out a quick breath.

“Finish inside me, I mean it!” You cry out before you felt the tension inside you come undone and snap. Pleasure courses through you and your body shakes with ecstasy. “YOUNGKYUN!” The stars behind your lids turn into fireworks, and they explode behind your lids as your high courses through your veins. Your body felt light, and it feels like you’re floating through the air. Your back arches and his cock shifts deeper inside you for a moment. “FUCK!” You turn your head from side to side, and tears of pleasure leaks from the corners of your eyes.

“Fuck, oh, my fucking…” He groans out as he feels your release pushing past his cock and spill from you. “Inside you, fuck, yes,” His hips stutter as he thrusts into you faster. He could feel his balls starting to tighten, and fuck, he was close, he could practically taste his release hitting him. “Fuck…”

“YOUNGKYUN!” You cry out in ecstasy. You pull at the pillows, almost pulling them over your face as you do. “SHIT, RIGHT THERE!” Your hips buck to meet his halfway. “OHHH!” Your skin felt like it was on fire with pleasure.

“Fucking… fuck,” He groans out. Beads of sweat drips down his chest, and he could feel himself gasping with each thrust he took as your walls pulsed around him. “Shit… I’m gonna…” His thrusts become sloppy, and then you feel one harsh thrust into you and gasp before you felt hot ropes of cum filling you. “YYY/NNN!” His hips rock into yours to get himself through his high, while easing you through the final few aftershocks of your high.

“Youngkyun…” You whisper. “It feels so good…” His head falls back as he groans loudly, his mind spins with pleasure, and he could feel his energy quickly draining from him, the stress and frustration from earlier melting away. His hips stop once the last few drops spill into you, you open your eyes to look at him and watch as his chest heaves up and down, sweat coating his chest and his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallows. Silence fills the room, the only sounds that can be heard was your breathing and his as you were trying to even it out, your heart rate slowly calms down in your ears, and you feel your body cooling down. He lifts his head to look down at your body before his eyes meet yours.

“Fuck… that felt good,” He groans. He carefully lowers your legs to the bed and slides his cock out of you before laying down next to you, you immediately turn towards him, whimpering as you feel your mixed releases leaking from you. He wraps his arm around you, and you snuggle into his side almost immediately. “Are you okay?” His hand slides up and down your spine, and you relax into him.

“Hmm, all okay, all good,” You mumble. You could feel your eyes growing heavy and all you wanted to do was sleep. “So good, and you?” He could hear the tiredness in your voice and softly chuckles.

“I’m all good,” He mumbles. “You touching yourself, that looked really fucking hot,” You feel your pussy twitch at his words. “Maybe we can try it again in the future,” You slowly nod your head and close your eyes. “Or the roles could be reversed.”

“Youngkyuuunnnn,” You whine out. He chuckles lowly and pulls you closer to his side. “Gosh, don’t put that image in my head, I might just make you do it right now.”

“I can try,” He says. You softly smile and shake your head at his antics. “But I would rather get us both clean first and then get back to work,” You nod your head and open your eyes.

“I should go put your clothes in the wash first, and then I can just dry them later,” You say and sit upright. He watches you as you move to the edge of the bed, love and adoration in his eyes. “Go fill the tub in the meantime,” You get up from the bed, feeling how wobbly your legs felt, but you continued. “And I will be right back,” He smiles and sits upright on the bed, while you gather his clothes and exit the room with them in your hand.

“I’m so in love with her,” He mutters before standing from the bed and making his way into the bathroom.

[kbandtrash]

Meet the Authors

Ha ha embarrassing it’s been almost 4 years of kbandtrash and I don’t think we’ve ever done this

General introduction? We just like writing lol. Everything we write is pretty clean (no smut, kissing is the farthest we go like not even making out usually, we don’t even use curse words lol) so generally this should be a pretty safe space for anyone

I’ll start with a more personal introduction

Rachel

Hopeless romantic, happy ending enthusiast, designated karaoke harmonizer, made the deadline to be a ‘99 liner by 2 weeks ✌️😗

The initial Instigator between the two of us. My roommate introduced me to day6 May of 2019 and Megan (formerly annoying little sister who used to do anything to get me to notice her) was the only one who believed me (mean older sister) when I told my family this kband stuff was pretty good

Bands I listen to (and biases): N.Flying (Seunghyub), Day6 (Sungjin), The Rose (Dojoon), IZ (Hyunjun), CNBlue (Yonghwa), FTIsland (Hongki), Onewe (ot5), Lucy (ot4), Hifi Unicorn (Kiyoon), Xdinary Heroes (Gaon, Junhan)

(Plus Hoppipolla, Gift, Qwer, Banduni, Rolling Quartz, Honeyst, Marmello, D.Coy)

Groups I listen to: Dreamcatcher (Dami), Oneus(? complicated rn) (Hwanwoong), Seventeen (S.Coups, Vernon), SF9 (Chani, Hwiyoung), Ateez (Hongjoong, Mingi), Stray Kids (Seungmin, Chan), P1Harmony (Jiung)

(Plus Pentagon, Purple Kiss, Tempest, &Team, Enhypen)

(I also have a huge crush on D.O. and I love Younha)

Extra notes? I have a degree in secondary math education. I also have a decent amount of skill in the arts though like I sing and play a handful of instruments and you’ll see me reblog stuff here from my art blog sometimes. I can read/write half decent Korean as well

Currently playing: Blue Moon by N.Flying, Eternal Sunshine by Ateez, Ah! Love by Seventeen, Better Better by Day6, and Nowhere by FTIsland

I now turn the time over to Megan

Megan

Hopeful romantic, sad ending enthusiast, designated karaoke melodizer (not a boring soprano tyvm), born smack dab in the middle of 2006 🤩💅

The current Instigator between the two of us. I hesitantly took hold of the kband stuff and then it exponentially increased. My kpop Spotify playlist is 176 hours long (3127 songs). Please send help 😨

K bands: CNBLUE (Minhyuk), Xdinary Heroes (O.de/Junhan), N.Flying (Hweseung), Day6 (Wonpil), FTISLAND (Jaejin), Lucy (Wonsang), Onewe (Kanghyun), IZ (Junyoung), Gift, Hoppipolla, The Rose (Hajoon), Rolling Quartz, Honeyst, Marmello

K boy groups: Ateez (Wooyoung), Shax, Sparkling, P1Harmony (✨Jeongseob✨), Seventeen (Hoshi), Kingdom (Mujin), SF9 (Taeyang), CIX (Yonghee), Oneus (Leedo), Golden Child (Joochan), ACE (Donghun), The Boyz (Q), Stray Kids (Jeongin), TXT (Taehyun), Pentagon (Yuto), Shinee (Key), AB6IX (Woojin), Astro (MJ), Enhypen (Niki), Drippin (Dongyun), BDC, WEi (Yongha), Cravity (Seongmin), BtoB (Changsub), NCT (Haechan), Tempest (Hanbin), Monsta X (Kihyun), Just B (Bain), Got7 (Youngjae), Epex (Ayden), BAE173 (Hangyul), Mirae (Dongpyo), iKon (Junhoe), X1, Wanna One, Victon (Byeongchan), E’last

K girl groups: Kard ;), Dreamcatcher (Gahyeon), (G)i-dle (Yuqi), Twice (Jeongyeon), Itzy (Chaeryeong), IVE, Kep1er, Purple Kiss (Swan), Everglow, Oh My Girl, ICHILLIN’, Red Velvet, Billlie (Moon Sua), Stayc (Isa), Weeekly (Jihan), NMIXX (Lily), CLC (Sorn), Tea Party/Omega-3 (Hyunji)

Soloists: Kang Daniel, IU, Woodz, Kim Hanbin, Eric Nam, Lee Hongki

Extra notes? I like learning languages and I love music and I’m permanently tired and I’m a Musical Theatre Kid and I’m about to graduate high school? Crazy

Currently Playing: One Time by CNBLUE, Halazia by Ateez, Love Me for Me by P1Harmony, Stereotype by Stayc, and Fallin’ Flower by Seventeen

You can follow us on tiktok and instagram as heartandsoul.psyche 🙈👀 we’re silly and we sing sometimes

[sanghyukstattoos]

SF9's reaction: blowjobs?

Genre: fluff-fluff-fluff; smut (contains oral, praise kink, dom/sub themes, mutual masturbation, semi-public sex) / [Warnings: dumbification, mentions of crying, degrading names (slut), some unprotected sex]

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

Youngbin:

Since you asked anon, ahaha

You sigh, shifting in your seat, partly to relieve yourself of the ache in your glutes; party in frustration from Youngbin who is seated next to you, dozing off. Truthfully, you find it funny and what's not to about it? He looks cute from the angle you are sitting at, holding himself by the palm of his hand that leans on the other arm-rest of the cinema chair. You don't want to wake him up, empathetic for all those schedules he had, yet he asked you- insisted really, to meet him up here. Well, you did predict with a 100% accuracy that he would fall asleep. You are all the way at the back, it's been long since you've seen him, you want him and you can have him, right now (?). It's not risky, more enticing as you shiver from excitement. You do not know what compels you to do this, perhaps a daring combination of lust and longing. You giggle, eyes drawing to the screen and the people. Oh you are loving this movie but what can you do about it? You carefully get onto your knees, rather quickly, ignoring the ache in between your inner thighs. It's all nimble because of the nervousness, you shakily unbutton his trousers, tug them down and then his boxers. You look up, is he really asleep? Deeper sleep than you thought? You wouldn't be surprised. Make the best out of every situation. You spit on your hands and pump him a few times and there's the bulge that you would have seen as an outline if you were at home. You take him in your mouth, wet and warm and that's when he jerks awake, like a small one, 'I've woken up' is the appropriate saying. You bob your head, increasing your grip on his thigh, holding yourself back from touching yourself, it'd be more pleasurable that way. He takes a couple of seconds but his hands automatically fly to the back of your head, caressing your hand and he wants to tell you, ''Good girl, you take me so well.'' which he does, in a whisper and it does absolutely nothing to quell the ache in your wet core, you clench your thighs together even harder at his words. Your smile grows, maybe in shyness or in a state of bliss, albeit not as much if it was his cock stuffed inside your pussy, you fondle his balls, flattening your tongue to the underside where a vein lies. He's nervous now, undoubtedly as he looks around but he doesn't want to stop you and he does not till you've milked him dry with your mouth.

Inseong:

He's reading something, or rather, he's studying, maybe English, you've forgotten what it was, an hour and then another passing since he's started. He got a little bit distracted at first, quickly getting up from his seat and walking to where you where, entering the room, hovering over you, pressing kisses to your neck and chest, so close to grinding his hips over yours when you pushed him away, hand on his chest, ''Don't you have to study?'' to which he moaned about something- nonsense mumbles and buried his head in your chest (he was in a whining mood). It made you laugh, honestly. ''You're so sweet you know?'' you said, clutching his cheeks and directing his gaze at you and he chuckled, shy, reminding himself and you, that he had to study (unfortunately). You smiled as he left not expecting him for another hour or so, bringing your laptop back to your lap. The comforters smell like him and his rather luxurious body lotion he uses + that, plus you can't stop thinking of his silk pyjamas, should you tease him about it or not? You contemplate that, at approximately thirty minutes past, around the same time he stalks into the room with extra light footsteps. All the while he was studying, he thought of all the encouraging words your gave him when he first told you that he was taking this test and suddenly, one of the memories was of you saying, ''You've done so well you know''- a non-sexual situation with that smile of yours, beaming for him, that made his heart curl up into a ball and continue to do his best for you. He was in that mood, he felt relief when he got up from his seat and made his way to you. You welcomed him with open arms, ''Hey baby'', nuzzling his hair, hovering over him. You needed him too but you were up for something else today. Something a little more dominating, you needed to know if he was okay with it today, feeling like it. There's a lot going on his eyes, he's silent but looking, growing more happy the further your fingers go, trailing downwards to his hips and hooking in the band of his joggers, the loose material- ''Did you finish studying?'' you ask. The words come too suddenly for him, the moment of truth that decides what your actions will be and he gulps, growing nervous. His groin stirs at what you could do but he replies, ''A-almost, almost done you know''. You smile, he's nervous so he hasn't done what he was supposed to; you also think that it is perfect. You bite your lip and pulls his joggers to his ankle revealing his semi-hard cock, ''You sound nervous baby'', you lean down and place a kiss on his lower tummy, not bothering to see the expression on his face. He doesn't want to lie to you and he hasn't- he could wing that test any day. He lies in anticipation, not saying anything like you, you simply smile and pump him, resulting in a slight thrust of his hips into your hand and when he's hard, you spit on his tip and stroke him, hearing heavy breaths and moans, he absolutely loves your mouth on him but he knows that this night won't end as he wants it too- you've got something up your sleeve and he can feel it. You chuckle at the way he has lifted his head to peer at you, the way you swallow his cock but most of all, how your warm mouth feels around him. You bob your head, giving him encouraging squeezes on his inner thighs so he knows that he's doing well till the time he's about to release. You love this part, just to tease him. Tears prick at his eyes when you stop before he is about to release. You come up and take him into your arms at the sight. When you hold him, that's when the waterfall begins and you hold him till you hear sniffles. You wipe his tears and kiss him softly, with reassurance, ''How about this: you go study, do your best while you are at it and then we'll think about we can solve your problem later huh?''. He nods and stays in your arms for sometime, snuggling into you before he leaves for the study room.

Jaeyoon:

You steadily walk through the thick, velvet blue curtains, calming your haste by the soothing clicking of your shoes. Upon entering the wide hall, you pause and marvel at the sight. It's so beautifully decorated, you think, complimenting the production designers and workers on their work and effort. Past the rows and rows of empty seats that, fingers crossed, will be completely filled for the show, you spot Jaeyoon, the main lead and his female lead hunched together, viewing something on a camera. It was rumoured that Jaeyoon was difficult to work with. At first you presumed that it was because of his personal life, uncontrollable perhaps? Or because of his attitude, he could find it hard to cope with the reality of his fame or maybe he had anger issues, because of it or independently, you didn't know for sure. Or it could be false so you kept your prejudices to yourself. No point in being presumptuous you thought, you didn't even know the guy. Then. You watched him perform, eyes gleaming at the whole thing itself. Credit where credit was due, they were amazing and after weeks of preparation, a standing ovation was what they deserved. Backstage, you asked him if he wanted to go for a show, a neighbouring one? ''To see the competition?'' his tone was playful and he was smiling, ''I don't mind''. Palpable, he found his core tightening, ever since last week. How close were the two of you? Well, he had you almost naked under him until you were interrupted by the bell and he had to leave. It had been a week. He had pushed you on the bed, hastily kissing you, hovering over with a buzz in his head- the wine from dinner. Then. Their stage was equally impressive, given your live commentary throughout where the two of you had your mouth continuously open, whether you were gasping or just talking, obviously annoying the people left, right, front and back. They could see two heads touching, whispering something. His cologne invaded your nose, warm breath fanning the shell of your ear, saying something to you. You couldn't respond, sexual tension present, until he shook you, urging himself away from kissing you. A light one, like a peck on the cheek. You were so close and he felt like taking you home, telling you how he felt and undressing you, so many things to unwrap. The former was obvious. In an empty space in the hall, long after everyone was gone, you resumed what you couldn't after being busy all week long. You urgently kiss him, feeling his taste on your tongue, like last week. You only look up to see if there's anyone in there but you brain is running a hundred simulations at once and nothing seems dangerous enough so you continue, breaths and hands, hot and heavy on one another. You gasp, he's pulling the material of your dress up and feeling your backside, pressing you against his bulge. You tug open his belt and slide down on your knees and you are sure, absolutely, that someone has walked through the door just now. It's not the door to the space that you are in but beyond that, somewhere else, you aren't concerned. You leave a trail of saliva on his cock and pump him a few times, looking at him, peering up, knowing the effect you have on him. He's not keen on your teasing, prolonging, he fists your hair and guides his cock into your mouth. All the way to the back, your hands grip his thighs and squeeze, gagging at the intrusion in between your lips but you like it, reaching for your clit and rubbing, sighing in relief at the ache. He pulls out and fills your mouth again and he's thinking of the warmth, how good you feel there but there's impatience in his nature. He can't help it, he pulls you up and wipes the tears from your eyes, bending you over a bare table. It's a rush to take off your underwear and stuff it in his pockets, entering you without warning till he's sheathed to the hilt, having you gasp and cry out at the stretch. He kisses you hard on the mouth and then covers the noises you make, bringing your chest up, back to his chest, thrusting into your heat, saying, ''Be good for me, okay? Keep quiet.'',

trailing off to moan into your ear. You nod, crying in his hand, trying to keep the noises at bay, easy compliance which he finds hot, he didn't know you had this in you. You release your juices around his cock, slumping on the table whose corners you've gripped really hard, loosening it, whimpering, fumbling for his wrists, you feel overstimulated. ''Hold on, I'm there, alright dove?'' he coos, fucking you once, twice and then through his release, milking your insides. He tugs your dress down and his trousers up and you turn over and slip into his arms, kissing him, love over lust, giggling together and going home together.

Dawon I Lee Sanghyuk:

Simple, he's come home from work, exhausted but not too much to drop and you are preoccupied by your thoughts, about him. He takes you into his arms, sitting by the edge of the bed, upright, you grow needier as you straddle him. But you could wait. The kisses grow needier, passionate, like melting your bodies against one another, that feeling is present, every time. He pulls back for a breather and touches your foreheads, it's cute and makes you smile, tugging on his suit jacket which he takes as a sign to remove. ''What'd you want to do?'' he asks. His voice is soft and envelopes only the space between the two of you despite this being your house with no one else in it. ''Sit here'' and his lower belly stirs in arousing mystery, he knows what you have in mind, much more significance present whether or not you put it into words. You get off him and stand less than arm length away, taking off your clothes. He watches hungrily, taking in every detail connected with your body for example the way the fabric moves when you slip it off. You are graceful with it. You could be hasty and he would still find it sensual, he loves you naked. There isn't much to remove, just a shirt, no bra and panties. His mouth goes dry when you are only in your panties. He loves when you sleep like that. You gasp, biting down on your bottom lip, he tugs you closer to him and reaches out for the space between your legs, rubbing your clit over the material, evoking such beautiful sensations that have you curling at the knees. But first, as much as you want to go on, you nod and he takes his hand away, giving you a small smile as you get on your knees, never leaving his eyes, his intense gaze. When you are on your knees, in between his legs, he takes the liberty of grasping the back of your head and kissing you, leaning down to kiss you, he loves doing this every time and explains it as power play. Fuck, you think about how hot it is, his dominance over you. You sit on your heels, hands obediently on your knees, staring at his fingers working on taking his cock out. All the while, he thinks of your behaviour, observing your patience, your submission, heavy turn-ons for him. Your core is aching, in waiting, you had grown more aroused. Has it been the waiting or the change in atmosphere? He spits on his hand and pumps himself a few times and then slowly guides your mouth onto it, not giving you a chance to adjust to the intrusion in your mouth before pulling back and filling your mouth up again. Tears spill from your eyes, you gag on his cock as it hits the back of your throat but you don't object or touch him, instead fisting your hands on your knees and allow him to use your mouth. Next, he will use your core. So many thoughts, you are leaking in your panties when he moans out, ''You're doing so well.'', turning your cheeks pink and urging yourself to do even more better. You look up at his expression, nearly crying from the pleasure you are able to give him. ''Look at yourself baby, fuck, I'm fucking you dumb aren't I? Just a little slut to be used, on my cock.'' he turns you towards the small mirror on the floor, not far from the bed, leaning against the wall and big enough for you to see yourself in it. His words make you nod, he is pleased at the agreement in your eyes. He pulls you off his cock, watching a trail of saliva connect the tip of his cock and your open mouth, greedily sucking in air as if you had not been breathing moments before. He makes you keep silent by having you moan and cry out into his hand that covers your mouth, controlling the volume of your sounds as he pounds into you from behind, fully filling you to the brim, ''I know baby, I like using you.''. When he cleans the two of you up, he joins you in bed where hours later, you cock warms him, giggling and laughing about your day when he tells jokes and pinches your nipples, giving you precious love bites.

Rowoon I Kim Seokwoo:

Seokwoo is hovering above you, smiling like crazy. This is the first time you entrust yourselves to each other, sexually. From stripping each other of one's clothes and feverishly pressing kisses in all the right places, you've held back- in the back of his car while watching the fireworks, on the sofa strapped to the back of his truck when you helped him change house and last week, when he appeared all sheepish, ringing the bell and pressing you against the door with loving, I-want-to-make-love-to-you kisses after you told him that your parents were out. You stare at him, soaking in his expressions. Your clothes are on and as much as the two of you have eagerly waited for this moment, you start to relish it in. To take in all the details of your first night together. How did you end up here? That was a good question now for the night appeared faster than the day. The memories of the morning enlighten but here, here there is a different glow. Particularly the light from outside, bathing it's yellow's and orange's on your precious bodies, day illuminating your sight of one another. He sees a flash of nervousness in your eyes or ''This...'', not sure how you want to put it into words to which he instantly caresses your arms, gently, every so slowly, locking your lips in a soft, passionate embrace like he wants to tell you a million words made of the bright morning star and dark evening silvers combined. It sparks a need within you, in between primal and not, fucking loving. Heat slowly growing in you, you pull him back to your lips, touching your body, lips, legs to his, entangling. There the fire grows or perhaps, the heat. Heart of heart, hand in hand, you straighten up, sitting on your backside instead of laying and conscious of each other's movements, he moves back till he is on his back, head having not met the bed sheets purely in favour of seeing what you are about to do. One could say that he is curious, like a cat with it's ears poking up to the sound of a doorbell or wrapper crinkling. The latter for later, you think, grinning. He bites his lip, mouth almost asking, ''What are you doing baby?'' to which you say, ''Just you wait'', reading the words from lips. ''I can wait'' he says, almost saying, I've waited for so long, I can wait!. You think that he's cute, never more before than at this moment. The last time you were here, he was the one in this position. You move to in between his legs, trailing your fingers over his legs, toppling his nerves over the edge. Before he can move, which the movement resembles a jerk upwards, you push him back down, reassuring him. First with a kiss to his collarbone, travelling to deliver another kiss to his lips, cutting to the chase, ''Relax'', soothingly, ''I've got you.'', relaxing him till you see his expression soften and him nod, holding your arms. Then you go down, never letting go off the link between your eyes, core tingling with the buzzing of arousal as you pull his boxers off his legs, allowing his fully hard cock to spring from the previous confines. It's a sight to behold, right in front of you, mouth parting in awe at his cock. He looks at you nervously for a second and then thinks that he shouldn't have to be, he's safe with you, more than comfortable and he could sink into it; that's how you make him feel. He smiles when you reach for his hand, entwining your fingers, giving a little squeeze before you release, coating spit with your fingers and palm and spreading it across his cock, including his precum with a swipe. When you first touch him, he flinches but not in a bad way, it's a little unexpected but nothing to be worried about. He instantly calms, his heart racing all the same, throwing his head back and letting a groan escape him when he feels the warmth of your mouth envelope him. It's enough to throw him a blissful state, to think that the whole situation makes him giddy. He wants you, loves you and he has to tell you that (again). You suck him off with the bobs of your head, hair swishing with very fill of his cock in between your lip, you

take a look more than every once in a while, twice to know his reactions. To see him pleased makes you chuckle, the vibrations tickling his spine, slightly lifting his lower back off the bed, that type of sensation. It sends waves of the sea to his mind, he's lost in the pleasure you give to him. His eyes snap open when he feels it coming, he hurries to tell you before you let him tumble over the edge, bordering past the realm of intense sensuality, ''Wait-'', ''What is it?'' you ask, already thinking, knowing. ''I want to'', pause, ''be in you before I come'' said with determination which makes you nod furiously, smiling at him with giddiness. ''Huh?'', leaves your lips in confusion but you shouldn't. High standards, you think because you know that he will give it to you. Silver clouds, silver clouds. He nods, forgetting to tell you that he wants to have you on your back and eat you out. ''You know that time, when we were almost about to?'' you nod at his questions, fully aware at the memories that spring, fresh to the mind. They make you even more excited. ''This, I've wanted to do this for a long time.'' he says, eyes losing their innocence that you are so used to, taking on a darker form, not literally but the expression behind them. He wants to devour you and as much as you find that phrase funny, it's true. He's already in between your legs, licking a stripe, much to your back that lifts off the bed in a bed of arousal and that luscious moan that you let out, it fills his ears like music and urges him to continue on, till you've spilled on his tongue, crying out his name.

Zuho I Baek Juho:

He was irked by you, especially at first. ''Be cordial'' he said, the words that his mother always repeated to him when he couldn't instantly connect or figure out someone's personality. He didn't have to understand the world, yet he set out too. And you knew it, his curiosity and you thought that someday, it would land him in trouble. Wrong people, the police would say, sighing at the unfortunate instance of a man that landed in hot waters with the arduous gang in the area. ''Ran his mouth and look what happened'', the other police officer would say, letting out another sigh. But over time, you let this prejudice you had of him, dwindle. Now, you want to protect this person, at least to the best of your ability. His breath was taken away when he first saw you. He was also a fumbling person with a clumsy nature which he couldn't help but he could play his cards right, yes? Around you, he wasn't so sure. He was enticed by you, purely by his perception of beauty. But, not only because you are beautiful, you connect to people like that. Only this time, he felt as if children were deciding your fate, playing and dabbling your meetings in juvenility. You had seen him fall on his backside, getting up in an admirable manner; spill food on himself, did he need a bib? It was minor, cute occurrences to you which he thought of in distaste. He was a sweet guy, considerate because he would always think of other people, like telling you that he found a melody he composed which reminded him of you or bringing food for a heart-broken-by-their-ex-and-crying-terribly friend. You knew each other plenty. Your friends felt as if you needed a push and there came one, in a way that neither of you expected. No one knew about it after the event. Now that you are in bed on your day off, cuddling with Ju while watching a show together, giving live commentary in each other's ears while the mood calls for other things which forget the tv, you chuckle. But to recall, it's from a couple of years ago: at a party, you secure a room, purely by surprise do you stumble in there. You are buzzed, Ju walks out from the bathroom adjoining the room, looking at you with wide eyes, pausing in his step. ''What are you doing in here?'', ''What-?'' collide from your mouths in a frenzy. The room grows hot, maybe it's just your embarrassment that you can't stand straight. But he manages to catch you, taking huge steps with his arms extended just so your bottom does not hit the ground. You thank him and ask him to give you some space which you find comical. He's looking at you with worry plus, you are leaning against the door which he wants to walk past but is he going to say something? probably not. ''I'm good'', ''You sure?'', ''Yea why?'' and then something and then he drops you home. He chuckles to your fast-asleep, softly-snoring self, finding you just a tinsy bit adorable then. ''Thank you Ju'', ''It's okay'' he says, nonchalantly, ''Hey'', ''Yea?'', ''I want to try something'' you are smiling now, he's genuinely curious. You kiss him on the cheek and make your way out, not sure what to say, not sure whether to turn back. The next time he sees you, he kisses you.

Library sex? The most unrealistic because Ju can't keep his breathy moans to himself and the shelf, I don't think they can handle such forces ad the people? 911. But I didn't end up writing a blowjob into that story like I had planned, instead I have something to share: sucking Ju off in a library when's he trying to find a book/reading? It's hot, very, maybe it stems from yours and Ju's excitement, extra energy meshing in such a way that after an intense make-out session by the end of a bookshelf, you get on your knees and suck him off, arousal surging in your body and watching his expressions of pleasure. I guess the equally hotter thing would be if he pulled you up and made you sit on a table, bunching your bottoms wherever and getting on his knees, ''I'll make you feel happy'' which makes you think, is he drunk off excitement?. Surely yes, he chuckles when he hears your whimpers, entwining one hand that you squeeze every time his fingers touch your sweet spots.

Yoo Taeyang:

Because I'm a sap, every story here is more or less a love story anon!

Here's my train of thought: You drop off your keys on the table, stretching your neck from a short journey of driving but a long day of work, hoisting your arms up into the air, discarding your clothes in the hamper or wherever, calling out, ''Taeyang?''. ''I'm in here!'', he responds, namely the bedroom. You can already imagine him on his side of the bed, laptop on lap, maybe picking out a pub to go to and a movie for movie night, in his joggers and lose t-shirt. You are right, after all, it has been three and a half million years since you married this man. You walk right into your shared bedroom with only your underwear on. Taeyang distracts himself by occupying you on his mind, seeing your backside when you bend to pick something up from your closet. ''This isn't a porno Taeyang, I can feel your eyes on my butt.'' you murmur disapprovingly. ''I'm sorry'' he says, ignoring the way his groin stirs. You climb on the bed, moving towards him. Bigger the bed, bigger the journey to your favourite person's arms. A smaller bed would do, smaller distance then. ''How was your day?'', ''So we are doing this huh? It was good, thank you for asking.'', ''Tell me about it.'' he says, laughing, pulling you into his arms. You recount your memories, picking the funny ones. You sink into his arms, almost falling asleep. ''What did you do today?'' you ask, wanting to hear a funny story. ''I went to shop groceries, I met the housewives from two blocks over, I wanted to dash but I couldn't'', ''Why?'' you chuckle, continuing, ''Why did you want to dash?''. Taeyang has no interest in people except the you and neighbours and for a while, you've been encouraging him to make friends outside the radius of your area, if he's comfortable with it. ''They seem to judge very quickly, I can't stand stuff like that. Anyways, we got to know one another and now we have a reservation to eat at their pub next Thursday. If you are not okay, we can cancel it.'', he slows down at the last part ''Really?!'', you exclaim, you are extra-extra-extra happy for him. He's making friends! ''Is it that one we wanted to go to but couldn't?'' you ask, and he marvels at your excitement with a smile and gleaming eyes, thinking suspiciously that he does want to go there but, at what cost? He wants to go with you, not them. It's a beautiful train of thought. After the conversation, you lie in silence, peaceful as he shuts off his laptop and turns his attention to you. It starts with the hands on your waist, ''Pretty'', they move to your back, entering your shirt and snapping open your bra which by then, he's already kissing you, telling you that he wants you, intimately, especially with the way he's moulding his lips against yours, groaning into your mouth. ''Let me have you?'' is his question, you nod. he caresses your backside and then your cheek, legs on either side of your head, filling your mouth with his cock. It's a careful situation, he goes slow and with caution so as to not hurt you, it takes a while to set the rhythm which is fine by both, you want this but not by hurting yourselves. You've got a wide view of him and even a little eye contact sets him off, with a steady rhythm, he is throbbing with arousal, moaning at the way your mouth takes him. When it's the opposite, he prefers you stand or lean against a wall and that he is on his knees with his fingers deep inside of you, plunging in to meet your sweet spots while he sucks and licks your clit. Your view is so pretty, he always starts with little kitten licks, like it's his first time and then he buries his tongue in between your folds, lapping up every little juice he can find. It ends with you either riding him or on your hands and knees as he takes you from behind.

The true ending is when you cuddle after a second round and he refuses to get up because he wants to stay with you but eventually the knowing-better side of him wins and you take a shower together, the equally intimate situation out of everything. He rubs the knots on your shoulders away and gives you the best message to your scalp ever, it's soothing and this time you almost fall asleep (hehe). He also loves it when you do it for him: lather his body in soap and run your hands along it; knead the knots of tension in certain parts of his body, maybe his lower back or calves due to dancing all day and shampooing his hair while he rests on his chest (with his back to your chest or even curled up in between your legs, with his head on your tummy). If the two of you are up for it, he'll pour some wine or champagne or whatever it is that you both prefer and sit on the opposite side of the tub with your legs on his, probably massaging your sore legs after a long day of work and have the best conversations with you.

Hwiyoung I Kim Youngkyun:

Gentle baby

Let me elaborate: It goes without saying that you are his favourite person. Without hesitation (he can't help it), he'll smile when he sees you, even if you are just passing by, perhaps in a hurry or not, he has to smile at you and have a little conversation, ''Hey, what are you up to?'', ''Really?'' when you tell him and just like that, he has every reason to smile, to get that little boost you give him. Every conversation you have with him is fruitful for example, he loves inviting you to drink beer with him and if you don't like it but can tolerate it like me, he's absolutely open to trying new things like a wine tasting session and some people are drunk by the end but he's doing that thing, whereby his hand is hovering behind your back and he's cautious to pull you out of being dashed if a drunk person stumbles in your way. His eyes twinkle when he speaks to you, a gleam not malicious but out of curiosity to know you even more, he likes you, now what? When you weren't officially together, he felt as if he couldn't give you hugs as openly as he wanted to, maybe out of shyness, maybe out of hesitancy especially if you didn't like it. But he got to that point where he was comfortable around you, enough to side hug you when he met you, front hug when he met you but wanted to cuddle and back hugs for surprise. Take those three and apply them to the now, those are his ways of showing you affection. He loves to have you in his arms, close to you, no matter what mood he is in, if he's feeling gloomy, he'll fall into your arms when you pull him in for a hug and lean on your shoulder, nestling his head in between your neck particularly if he's not feeling okay. He loves you with all his heart! When you first have sex and all the times after that, you figure out that he's not rough neither does he have that capability to do that to you. If you want to, he'll try it out but sometimes, he'll slip back into loving you, holding your hands above your head when you release, gently coaxing an extra release one from you when he's eating you out on a day when you came back home tired. There's a lot to unpack here but don't worry, I got it~ On a day when you are tired, he'll love to eat you out, when you are on the sofa and you legs dangle of the edge, he'll sit there and dive his head in between your legs. He'll want to hold your hands when he hears you whimper or cry out his name, squeezing them in comfort as if to say, ''You are so great baby, you're doing so well, release when you want to.'' but don't forget, he going to absolutely tease you! Like, ''baby, there's something on your cheek'', ''huh?-oh'' and playfully push him as he takes you into his arms. It's your tears when he was pleasuring you. He not averted to the idea of you sucking him off when he's tired because he wants to cuddle you but in the morning! oh, if you suck him when you wake up, oh god. How does he handle it? He's moaning in no time, in your eyes it is quite exquisite to see, his expression in a haze, fluttering to the pleasure he's receiving, on some mornings, he comes faster than you've anticipated. To see you with a lack of clothes, he's turning you under him and placing kisses all over your body, slowly removing his jumper on yours to reveal your body. Trust me, he loves your body and if you aren't, he'll try to bring you into your element, it's okay if you aren't comfortable with your body but when you are, he'll move to your beat such as letting you ride his face after you sucked him that very morning. Or if you have a different dynamic, he would also love if you punished him (your dom side makes him nod like a compliant pretty boy, mewling to your orders) by not letting him touch you, he's going to be sulky then, ''I can't touch you?'', ''uh-huh'', ''why?'', ''It's your little punishment'', he proceeds to put his hands all over you, including slipping in between your folds just to prove his point that he doesn't like your punishment. He can be compliant but also act out, he thinks he's a bad boy~~ His favourite is to take you over the counter

but let's not lie here, he's perfectly happy with you sucking him off by the counter too, it's one of his favourite places in the house to have sex with you and he'll gladly return the favour by placing you it, on your back and coax one or two releases out of you. Then he may take you to the sofa, ''I know that you can do this baby'', ''Kyunnie?'', ''do you want to come back to this later on?'', ''It's okay'', ''you sure?'', was your conversation the first time around he had nearly coxed three to four releases out of you. He is proud of you, especially when he enters your warmth and settles beside you, slowly thrusting his hips against yours, filling you up and releasing into you, making love to you all the while.

Chani:

Expect all the love from him too, anon!

The fan, the acoustic ventilator and the window are all open, letting in fresh air from outside and circulating it in into your room. Not less than a couple of moments ago had Chani woken up and wrinkled his nose, shaking his head in groan that, ''You need to open the window y/n, otherwise the fan is only going to circulate the warm air that is in this room.''. You are fast asleep, feeling extra warm but asleep, regardless. When Chani was content with opening the sources that would cool the room, he sighed in relief and took of his shirt that was stained with sweat, tossing in into the hamper and getting into bed with you. ''It's too hot.'' you mumble, the stickiness of the humidity has perforated any desires of wanting to sleep in his arms. But Chani has other plans, he waits for you to adjust your position to one of laying on your back and then he proceeds to lay on your bare tummy, growing that baby smile of his when you clear the hair from his face and embrace him. ''If we go out, it'll be cooler.'', ''okay'' he mumbles, not liking the idea of moving one bit but he knows that it must be cooler outside, if not staying within these four walls. Neither of you move and moments later, the both of you have fallen asleep, softly snoring. Chani moves up to where your head is, you wake up with his hand splayed all over you. He's awake, only slightly, gazing at you through his fluttering eyelids, cheekily smiling, from one dimple to the other, you decide that you know what's on his mind from the way his hands move all over your body. The heat has simmered down, albeit momentarily before it rises again to make way for the sweltering afternoon heat. He caresses your side, lifting himself to place kisses all over your tummy + if you were doing it for the first time as a couple and if you have stretch marks, he would run his fingers over them and tell you, ''Don't be shy, they are pretty.'', the last words would be said with finality, with determination that you should know about the marks that cover your body make up your beauty as well. You are beautiful, he's trying to say. He would kiss your stretch marks, wherever they are (breasts, hands, legs, hips, back, wherever) even placing a light bite upon the area, proud that he has managed to elicit a chuckle, ''What are you doing?'' is your response and a stress-free posture as you lie in his arms. He wouldn't know how to say it properly but you would understand through his actions that like tattoos, your stretch marks are personal to you, they make up you and that there's nothing wrong with them, that they should be loved instead of following the social taboo against them. He trails kisses to your sex, experimentally lapping at the wetness and warmth you have to offer. He doesn't waste time, simply pulling out lube and warming up your sex with it, adding a finger or two. ''Babe'', ''Hmm?'', ''Stop here'', you say, grasping his hand. With that, he places his hands on the sides of your head, hovering over you, asking, ''How's my favourite girl doing huh?'' while kissing your temple when placing a condom on himself and entering you. He responds to your moans with some of his, revelling in the feeling of his cock within you. It's towards the end when he's got you in his arms, on the bed, facing one another, in an intimate embrace, tuning in to the sounds and immense feelings of one another that he pulls away, chuckling when he hears a whine from you. It's not a little whine either, ''Chani'' you mumble, grumbling yet excited, the latter which he can see all the same, ''Come here baby'' he murmurs in response, with a hint of a command, you know what that it's a give and take. You get on your knees and suck him off, gripping onto to the covers for the position that you are in is not the best because you can't multitask or ask. You go on till he tells you to pull out and you sit opposite each other, ''This isn't our first time trying it'' you laugh out'', you say, laughing which he mirrors, ''I know, I like watching you when we do this.'', ''What the-'', you start, he's laughing again

but

with that crinkly-at-the-eyes and smiling widely, gums-showing, heart-stopping type of laugh that you pause your fingers at your core, not realising that you are smiling as widely as him. It's the effect you have on each other. At the same time, you both call it, automatically. He's sitting opposite you, within an arms lengths, touching himself, stroking himself to the bring of a release and beyond, while you, you that he can see, that he wants to reach out to but is equally content watching you finger yourself and stimulate your clit to a similar, high-energy-taking release. Since the first time you've done this, the both of you have been drawn to watch or not, concentrating with your eyes shut or with encouraging eyes that also stimulate, greatly, ''You can do this babe, you are doing so well'', said by either of you, smiling when you see the other release. Afterwards, he'll just want to collapse into your arms, not letting go, energy spent well in the morning. In the kitchen, he'll brew a coffee or tea for you, cuddling you in his arms, spending this valuable time in silence, occasionally telling you a funny situation that had occurred when he was at work.

[twisted-tales-of-all]

Excitement Leads to Anxiety

Long-term-boyfriend!sub!Hwiyoung x (Gender-Ambiguous) Dom!Reader

Summary: After touring overseas, your boyfriend finally returns to your arms. Things quickly get hot and heavy, but they stop almost as quickly as they start, making your boyfriend anxious. 

This is part of a collaboration called The Intimacy Project, which deals with the fact that the imperfections of intimacy makes it much more, well, intimate. I highly encourage checking out the Directory for the project to find other amazing works that deal with topics involving the imperfect side of intimacy!

Word Count: 2.1k

Contains: sub!idol aspects, smut (strip tease, blowjob, etc), anxieties/insecurities, a little bit of crack, mostly fluff tho

A/N: woah, a new post??? WILD. Sorry I’ve been gone so long. I will slowly but surely be finishing up the four stories I’ve promised you all. This is the first of my two pieces for the Intimacy Project! Hope you enjoy!

Your boyfriend texted you the moment the plane landed. The message was quickly followed by Zuho messaging you a picture of your boyfriend smiling like crazy at his phone. You giggled at his adorable excitement before saving the secret picture and messaging your boyfriend that he'd be showered with kisses the moment he steps in the door.

[Bebi♡]: Please do!! I miss you so much.

After that message, he must be busy gathering his luggage and making his way to your place because you only hear from him again when you hear someone successfully enter the code to enter your apartment.

You jump up from your position on the couch to satisfy your promise. As he sets his suitcase by the entrance and turns to close the door behind him, you hug him tightly from behind, leaving soft kisses on his nape. As he turns around in your arms, trying to face you, you keep placing kisses on any revealed skin you see. Upon seeing his smiling face, you kiss both cheeks before locking your lips with his. His arms find their way around your waist while yours stay wrapped tightly around his as if worried he will be pulled away from you once again.

As the simple welcome-home kisses turn into a full make-out session, you lead your boyfriend to the nearby couch. You sit down first, momentarily breaking the kiss, but he quickly straddles your lap, draping his arms over your shoulders and continuing the kiss. You smirk into the kiss, finally recognizing his desperation when he begins grinding against your thigh.

You lightly pull on his hair to reveal his now-pouting face, teasing, "Babe, you seem really needy. Should I help you?"

"Please. I missed your touch so much." He begs, trying to nod despite your steady grip on his hair.

As you let go, you tell him to strip for you. He quickly stands up, pulling his t-shirt over his head without hesitation. You can't help but laugh as you tell him to slow down so you can savor the sight since you haven't seen it in months. A blush covers his face, but he listens well, unbuttoning his jeans and slowly sliding them down his legs. You jokingly tell him to spin around, but, with the anticipation building inside him, the comment clearly doesn't register as a joke to him, as he embarrassingly turns in place, his hands covering his face the whole time.

"You're adorable." You coo, reaching out to remove his hands from his face, "Now, sweetheart, will you finish stripping, or are you too embarrassed? Do I need to do it?"

He shakes his head as his hands fly to the waistband of his underwear. His movements stop momentarily as he remembers that he shouldn't rush. After taking a breath to stabilize himself, he slowly pulls down the band, his half-hardened member bouncing out once the material is removed. As the final article of clothing drops to his feet, you move forward and reach around him to squeeze his butt and use it to pull him closer to you. He steps forward, and you catch him off-guard as you take his penis into your mouth without warning. The high-pitched noise he makes as a result echoes in the otherwise silent room.

Following his desperation, you start sucking hard, moving your head fast without warming him up. After a minute or so, his legs begin to shake, and his moans turn into curses. Before he can even warn you, his cum coats your throat, making you choke a bit before regaining composure and swallowing the liquid. He quickly takes a step back, stumbling over his words as he apologizes for cumming so early and without any warning. You stand up and quickly pull him into your arms as you see his eyes begin to water.

You coax him to sit back down, and he instantly hides his face in your shoulder, his repeated apologies now muffled. You pet his back, insisting that it's okay. You feel his tears through the thin fabric, which leaves a dull pain in your chest to witness, and you know he needs to calm down from the initial shock before you can convince him that you don't mind the situation. You hold him close and continue rubbing his back and petting his hair until he lifts his head.

"I'm so sorry. This isn't how I wanted to spend the first day back. I'll make it up to you." He declares in between sniffles.

You place your hand under his chin and kiss his forehead before insisting, "Babe, it's okay. I really don't mind at all. You got excited, that's all. It's normal."

"But-"

"No, Youngkyun. But nothing. We have as much time as we want to screw around whenever we're together." You use your thumb to wipe away the remaining tears on his cheeks as you continue, "This way, we can enjoy other things together today. We can cuddle, watch something, play some games, blast music so we can dance like weirdos - literally anything. No matter what, I'm going to enjoy it because it means I'm spending time with you."

He shines a small smile through puffy eyes before asking if he can get some water. You tell him to think of what he wants to do while you get some for him. You wiggle your way off the couch and head to the kitchen, getting water for you both. As you return to the living room, you find your boyfriend sitting on the floor, in front of the cabinet, looking at your small collection of physical copies of games, movies, and albums. You set the glasses on the coffee table before asking if he's chosen something to do.

"Kind of. I'm just narrowing things down at this point. Gimme a number, one through ten."

"Uh... six?"

"Cool." He pulls out an album and inserts the CD into the player, "Guess we'll listen to some k-pop this time."

You stifle a laugh as you realize which activity he chose from the list of examples you gave him. As he hits play and holds out his hand, you can't help your laughter when you hear his own group play from the speakers. "I see I was given the illusion of choice."

"No, even numbers got you this while odd numbers would've given you one of your non-k-pop albums. You just chose the proper option."

You roll your eyes as you take his hand and pull him in close. He stumbles over his feet, not expecting you to flip the script by bringing him towards you. The tall boy basically falls into you, his face hitting your chest. He looks up at you, clearly embarrassed, so you wink up at him to throw him even more off-guard. You see the blush cover his face and ears before he tries to cover his embarrassment by standing up straight again and beginning to dance to the song. Since his reaction was so cute, you decide to let it go without comment and join in, dancing poorly on purpose to make him laugh.

The action succeeds, and you both purposely dance poorly while laughing at one another until you exhaust your energy and throw yourself onto the couch. He straddles your lap, nuzzling his nose into your neck as you both catch your breath. The music fades into the background as you focus on the sweet boy cuddling into you, concentrating on hearing his heartbeat and breathing.

You soon realize that Hwiyoung is falling asleep on you. You tap his back and gently tell him that the two of you should head to bed rather than risk falling asleep in an uncomfortable position on the couch. Slowly, he gets up and helps you up as well. Holding his hand, you lead him to the bedroom, letting him get underneath the blankets first. He holds his arms open wide, whining about not cuddling you soon enough and hoping you'll fill the empty spot in his grasp.

You undress before joining, but when you do join him, he instantly wraps his arms around you, pulling you tightly into his chest. The room is mostly silent for a while, so you begin dozing off. However, you hear him softly call your name, checking whether you're still awake. You mumble a response to let him know you aren't yet asleep, willing to listen to whatever he has to say, especially since he usually falls asleep before you.

As he squeezes you tightly, trying to hide the anxiety in his voice, he quietly asks, "Is it really okay that I came so quick earlier?"

"Did you have fun dancing with me after?"

"Mhm."

"Then yes, it's totally okay. As long as the time we spend together is enjoyable for both of us, I don't care what we do. Sex isn't that important to me, babe.

Your happiness and my own happiness both come first."

"I'm just... I just feel really bad about it. It was so quick and you didn't get to enjoy anything. I didn't even help you at all."

"I will continue to reassure you that it was completely okay for however long you need me to. It really is okay. We still had a great time today. Plus, who said I didn't enjoy it? Teasing you like earlier is extremely fun for me." You wiggle an arm out from between the two of you to wrap it around him and hug him close.

After a short sound of embarrassment, he mumbles, "I'll still make up for it." The drowsiness in his voice fades out his words as he drifts out of consciousness.

You smile at the thought of him being comforted enough to fall asleep mid-conversation before allowing your body to relax and fall asleep as well.

When you wake up in the morning, your partner isn't there with you. You look around, wondering if you simply dreamed of him coming home yesterday until you recognize the faint sound of the water flowing in the shower. You close your eyes and stay in bed until Hwiyoung returns. Hearing him scoff to himself about you still being asleep, you respond without moving, and you hear him jump at the sound of your voice.

"Who said I was asleep, meanie?"

"God, Y/N! Don't scare me like that!"

You break out into a loud laugh, one that only grows when he tells you that it wasn't funny. Soon enough, the contagious laugh reaches him. You both laugh until you're out of breath, him ending up on the floor.

As you sit up and look over the edge of the bed to see the panting boy looking up at you from his position, you smile, "You're so cute."

"Says the cute one." He spits back without hesitation - as per usual - and sits up, patting your head as it hangs over the edge, "Should I make some breakfast for us?"

"Are you going to burn down my kitchen by trying? Just stay with me a bit more, please." You hold your arms open wide, gesturing him to come to lay in bed with you again.

As he gets off the ground and finds his way into a comfortable position in your arms, he speaks under his breath, "God, I love you."

"I love you, too, baby."

"Thank you for accepting me no matter what. Even after what happened yesterday. I'm going to pamper you all day today because of that. Whatever you want, I'll do it."

You giggle, knowing he's being way too serious, so you decide to play with him a bit, "So, if I asked you to put on a dress and let me do your makeup, you would?"

"Ye- Wait... Babe, please don't make me do that."

"I won't. It's just funny since you don't have to make it up to me at all. But if this will help you feel better, I'm not going to stop you. I just want you to understand that finishing early is normal. The reverse is true as well. I might end up without the energy to keep going some nights, or I might get too excited and finish quickly, too. It's all normal."

"Okay, babe, but I'm still gonna be under your control today. Anything you want, I'll do it."

"Under my control?" Your lips curl up into a smirk as your brain begins to imagine all the things you could have your boyfriend do if he would obey your every word, but you decide you'd rather just enjoy your time with him, "So we can cuddle all day, right?"

"That's it? That's all you want?"

"Youngkyun, I didn't have you with me for months. It'll happen again the next time you guys go on tour. I just want to enjoy the time I have with you. So just relax with me for a bit, okay?"

He nods as you both snuggle into each other, basking in the presence of one another.

[theboyzism]

[SF9] friends with benefits | hwiyoung

➳ genre: smut/suggestive, very light angst-ish? (minors dni!) ➳ ficstyle: bulletpoints ➳ pairing: fwb! hwiyoung x reader ➳ warnings: friends with benefits relationship, jealousy nothing too smutty descriptive, hint of angst pls let me know if there are any missing!

HOW IT STARTED

you're literally besties

you met in a small grocery store

you just wanted a late night snack

and so did he, grabbing the same thing you were grabbing so cliche phew

quickly retreated his hand tho to let you go first

you two ended up eating outside together

you and Hwiyoung just naturally grew close to each other very quick

he was your number one hype man and absolutely did everything for you

he wasn't so keen when you got your first boyfriend though

jealousy never crossed your mind and you knew hwi wasn't gonna ruin anything for you

but boy clearly was a little upset because you're his bestie and now you're dating meaning you won't have as much time anymore to be with him

that blew over very quickly tho, cause after all, he just wanted you to be happy and safe

hwi gave you tips and supported you with everything

he even reluctantly gave you tips when you told him you wanted to have your first time with your boyfriend

he really tried his best to accept your boyfriend but he just didn't quite vibe with him

hwiyoung's feelings proved to be right

shortly after giving yourself to your boyfriend he had dropped you for another girl

and oh boy hwiyoung was furious

but this sweetheart did his best to hold back his anger and comfort you instead

cause no matter how mad he was at your ex, you still come first

a couple months went by and you were actually starting to feel better

but there was something still bothering you

you felt pained by the fact that your first and only time was with someone who just ended up hurting and using you like your ex did

and when you told hwiyoung

neither of you knew what happened

hwiyoung never was shy around you

but when he blurted out that he could fuck you so you'd have a new memory with someone more meaningful like him

you were shook and couldn't tell if he was joking or not

but before your brain could properly analyse the situation you had already found yourself on his lap

and before either one of you could stop

the two of you had hooked up

and just like your whole friendship

it naturally became a regular thing

HOW IT WENT

there actually were no rules at all

the two of you were still the same besties

with the only difference that you'd hook up on occasion

quite frequently actually cause idk why but I feel like hwiyoung might have a higher sex drive

like I said your whole relationship has always just been very natural and honest

somedays the two of you were just experimenting with whatever kinks, positions or other stuff either of you wanted to try

ended up in just giggly sex a lot lmao

other days it was harder sex to relieve tension and frustration

or it was this relaxing sex where you'd just take it slow while the both of you talk about literally anything

but it never was awkward with him and just very wholesome in general

like I said hwiyoung was never shy around you

he became even more protective and caring of you

he just wanted you to be okay with everything and always made sure you were

gives you the best aftercare too

just a wholesome sweetheart

HOW IT ENDED

his birthday was actually coming up

but it was gonna clash with schedules

so him and his members decided to have a small get together before his actual birthday

that way you could all have some cake together and you could give him your gift

when you got there hwiyoung introduced you as his best friend to everyone

and they were all quite welcoming and excited to finally meet his secret bestie he's been talking so much about

and rowoon in particular could not get enough of talking to you

talking meaning boy was actually really flirty with you

just taking a high interest in you

while you may have felt hwiyoung's eyes staring at you, rowoon certainty did not

at least not until rowoon had touched your arm, leaning closer to whisper into your ear

and hwiyoung came over to tell him to back the fuck off

oops party crasher

everyone was kinda shook at hwiyoung & his raised voice

especially rowoon tho cause what the hell 🤠

hwiyoung felt so embarrassed he actually just left, rowoon going after him

you went home a little later too, letting the boys sort this out with themselves and texting hwiyoung instead

he didn't reply anymore that evening

but a day later he texted you that he was coming over

and your brain was a mess trying to prepare for all the possibilities

but what you didn't expect is hwiyoung admitting he was jealous

and that he kinda loves you

yes he said the L-word it's serious

you were always honest with each other

so you told him how you felt

that you just couldn't return his feelings

and the two of you agreed that it'd be best to take a little physical distance and then get back to being friends only

nothing more

nothing less

when hwiyoung left you felt heavy hearted

and as weeks went by you started wondering

did you have a crush on him?

did you like him like that?

you were sure you didn't

you realised that you just missed your best friend a lot

so about 2 month of not really seeing each other and texting dryly on kakaotalk you took it into your own hands to rekindle your friendship

when you came over he gladly invited you in

he seemed more than happy

and excitedly told you that he had done his best to move on successfully

he only went on a few dates with said person so it wasn't anything official

and even though he seemed to be happy

you couldn't help feeling sad and let down

you didn't know what you expected after you had made it clear you couldn't return his feelings and probably never would

but the realisation hit you

you couldn't genuinely be happy for him

you were jealous

just like he was

after all, sometimes distance makes the heart grow fonder

and it certainly did for you.

Inseong

[key201303]

Pairing: undercover!Hwiyoung x fem!reader ft. Sf9 members as mafia members

Warnings: smut, fingering, oral (m receiving), swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before using it kids!) make out.

Word count: 4.4k words (to compensate the wait 🤭)

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff from time to time, smut/suggestive content

Plot: being the daughter of a dealer wasn’t easy, especially when he had so many debts and was now dead. Ever since your dad passed away, you’ve been paying his debts with your own life and body but fortunately that is about to change when a charming boy appears out of the blue to save you. But, is he going to give you a better life or you’re just changing the location of your doom? Is he trying to protect you from others or does he also want to use you like an exchange currency like everyone else did?

A/N: I’M FINALLY BACK 😭 I’m so sorry this took me so damn long to update but I finally could come up with something good. We're all going to hell after this 🤭 Hope you guys enjoy it ❤❤

Taglist -> @staysstrays @grungiejaems @io-is-lame @ailoveyuta @jaysbestie @mayfifolle @slut-for-fandoms @forevrglow (ask me to be added!)

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You woke up to the soft and rhythmic sound of the raindrops. It has been raining all night, making the perfect atmosphere to help you fall asleep after last night's little fight with Hwiyoung. You knew that if it weren't because of the rain, you would have had a lot of problems falling asleep. You hated rainy days, but you had to be thankful for last night.

You slowly sat up on the bed, looking around. Surprisingly, you felt bad for what you said last night to Hwiyoung. You knew he had only tried to protect you ever since you both met each other. And you also knew it wasn't okay telling him the things you said last night just because you were slightly mad at him for wanting to control you.

Suddenly, your phone screen lit up with a message notification. When you looked at it, you noticed the time and immediately knew Chani was the message owner. "What a terrible day, huh?" The message said, not failing to put a small smile on your face. Both of you didn't like rainy days so it was funny that he sent you a message just to remind you how much he hated that weather. "Yeah, what bad weather for hanging out." You answered, the small smile still drawn in your lips. You were about to leave your phone on the night table when another message popped up. "We can still meet if you want. We'll be safe from the rain inside the Cafe 😉." The message said, bringing back the small smile to your lips. "It's better if we leave it for tomorrow, I have some things to do at home today." You answered and finally left the phone on the night table. You could have accepted Chani's offer and you would have been in your rights to do so. But after last night's fight, you didn't want to give Hwiyoung more reasons to fight. At least not today.

As soon as you stepped outside of the room, a delicious smell of your favorite noodles woke up all your senses, making you run towards the kitchen to find out if Hwiyoung remembered you and saved a plate for you. "Good morning." Hwiyoung said without turning to face you. His voice was serious and you were afraid of him being still mad at you. "Good morning…" You quietly said, slowly walking towards him to see what he was cooking. "Breakfast is ready, take a seat before it gets cold." He said without looking at you, still talking in a serious tone. You just hummed a soft okay and took a seat on the kitchen counter, waiting for him to give you your plate full of noodles.

"I'm sorry about last night." He suddenly said as he placed the plate in front of you. You looked at him surprised about his sudden apologies. "I didn't mean to make you feel controlled. I just wanted to protect you so I'm sorry if I made you feel bad." He added when he noticed your surprised expression. You remained silent for a few seconds, trying to process what just happened. Was Hwiyoung really apologizing? "Aren't you going to say anything?" He said laughing a little as he started eating his noodles. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm just surprised." You said, finally moving your gaze from him to your plate. "Why are you so surprised?" He asked curiously. "Nothing." You quietly answered as you started to eat breakfast as well.

You both ate in silence, not really knowing what to say. Since when did you both start to get so awkward around each other? Were you falling for him that hard that it was difficult to keep a normal conversation with him? "Are you going somewhere today?" He suddenly asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence that was making you feel more and more nervous. "What? Oh, no. I planned to stay here all day. It's raining." You shyly answered as you finished your noodles. “And? Since when does rain stop people from doing stuff?” Hwiyoung said, a soft giggle escaping his lips. The moment you heard his small giggles, all your worries of him still being mad at you for going out last night with Chani and Dawon faded away, making you relax and act around him the same way you have done ever since he saved you from Rowoon. “But rainy days are the worst! Getting all drenched and having to deal with wet clothes all day and even catching a cold.” You complained as you tidied the table after eating breakfast. “And how about the greatest feeling of getting back home and taking a warm shower? Or spending the day on the couch with a blanket and watching TV?” Hwiyoung asked, surprised when he found out how much you hated rainy days. “Oh! And how about those romantic scenes of movies girls always like about the main couple kissing under the rain?” Hwiyoung added as he helped you wash the dishes. “That’s just stupid. Things like that don't happen in real life.” You said laughing, a disbelief tone appearing in your voice. “You never know.” Hwiyoung said, flashing you a small smile that made your heart skip a beat. “Change my mind then.” You said with a challenging tone. You couldn’t let Hwiyoung notice the butterflies blooming in your stomach the moment he said you never knew if things like that could happen.

As the day went by, you couldn’t stop thinking about what happened during breakfast and you couldn’t stop asking yourself how would Hwiyoung change your mind so you could start loving rainy days the way he did. Was he going to take you somewhere you liked to change your mind? Would he stay at home with you watching your favorite TV shows? Would he prepare for lunch or dinner your favorite dishes? “Let’s go.” Hwiyoung’s voice knocked you out of your thoughts. “What? Where are we going?” You asked curious yet nervous. You thought he would say something like ‘I told you I would change your mind.’ but his words were pretty far from that. “Rowoon wants to meet us at a restaurant. He says he wants to check if you're fine with me.” Hwiyoung said as he got his black leather jacket from the wardrobe next to the entrance. You were speechless.

You thought you would never have to see that idiot ever again since Hwiyoung saved you but now you find yourself in your room, getting on one of the fancy dresses he made you buy to go meet him in a restaurant. At least now you were by Hwiyoung’s side and knew Rowoon could do nothing about it. Or at least that’s what you thought. “Are you-. Oh wow.” Hwiyoung said as you walked down the stairs. His eyes were wide as soon as they saw your elegant figure and they gleamed with a beautiful bright. “I didn’t know you could be this stunning.” Hwiyoung said, mesmerized by how beautiful you looked. You just giggled and avoided his gaze which was eating you alive. “I feel bad about telling you this but… You better wear something else.” Hwiyoung said once he could move his gaze from you. You looked at him with confusion written all over your face which made him laugh. “I don’t have a car.” He said, showing you a black motorcycle helmet. “Oh. We’re going on a motorcycle?” You asked surprised. You never actually thought about the image of Hwiyoung driving a motorcycle but the moment you exited the little apartment, after changing your clothes to something more comfortable yet elegant, and your gaze landed on him waiting for you on that motorcycle… Oh boy you were in love with that boy.

The way the white shirt remarked his toned torso, the way the black leather jacket gave him that bad boy vibe that was softened with his long and fluff hair and the way his eyes gleamed with a beautiful glitter every time they landed on you. Just then you noticed how much you liked the boy standing in front of you. “Are you coming?” Hwiyoung said, handing you another black helmet as you came back to reality. You just nodded and ran towards him to grab the helmet and get on the motorcycle so you both could finally go meet your old nightmare. “Don’t get rid of your embrace around me, okay?” Hwiyoung said taking your hands and wrapping his torso with them. You could feel how your cheeks started to burn to the point of being light red at the sudden closeness of your bodies. You had to be grateful that you were wearing a helmet and he couldn’t see your face at all.

Once you arrived at the restaurant, old memories from the party where you met Youngbin and his group started to come alive once again. The restaurant was small but elegant and fresh. The bar was beautifully decorated with golden ornaments and the wine bottles were meticulously placed on the shelf. Beautiful and expensive green velvet chairs that matched the green glasses from the windows were meticulously placed by the tables decorated with dark marble. "Are you okay?" Hwiyoung quietly asked from behind, placing his hand on your waist to take you to the table where a black haired boy was waiting. You just shyly nodded as you gulped when you felt his hand embracing your waist. What a terrible day to accept your feelings for Hwiyoung. "Remember, I'm Youngkyun here." He whispered into your ear, sending chills down your spine before waving to the black haired boy and walked towards him.

"Welcome, you must be (Y/N), right?" The black haired boy asked. You just nodded to his question as you took a seat. "Rowoon talked pretty well about you. Nice to meet you, I'm Inseong, owner of the restaurant." The black haired boy finally introduced himself. You would be lying if you said you actually paid attention to what he said after saying Rowoon talked well about you. Why would he say good things about you after all the things he hated about you? "Beautiful ring." A blond haired boy said as he joined the conversation Hwiyoung and Inseong were having. "This?" Hwiyoung said, taking your hand in his and pointing at the ring your dad gifted you. You looked at him with a blank expression, not understanding the reason behind his affectionate sudden behavior. "My dad gave it to me." You said, getting rid of Hwiyoung's embrace. "Such a unique piece of jewelry for sure. I'm Zuho by the way." The blond haired boy introduced himself as well as he admired the ring.

A few minutes went by when Rowoon finally arrived. They seemed to be really friendly with Inseong and Zuho but Rowoon’s face changed completely the moment his gaze landed on you talking with Hwiyoung. "See who we got here! My favorite couple of the year." Rowoon said as he got closer to the table you were sitting. His favorite couple of the year? What was he talking about? You sent a death glare to Hwiyoung before wearing the fake smile you wore when you still lived with him. "How are you guys doing? You look stunning (Y/N)." He added as he took the seat in front of you. You just limited yourself to nod and smile, not wanting to say much just in case you messed up the story Hwiyoung made up. "Is she a good girlfriend, Youngkyun?" Rowoon asked, moving his gaze to the boy sitting next to you who immediately answered with a convinced nod. "She's amazing, you really let go of a good girl." Hwiyoung said, looking at you with fond eyes. For a moment, when your eyes met his, you felt like he was talking seriously for a moment. Like he actually believed his words, even though you knew it was just a story he made up so Rowoon was happy. Even though you didn't know why Hwiyoung tried so hard to make him happy after he saved you, you knew it was better if you just followed his lead and not asked anything. "How cute. Why don't you kiss her then?" Rowoon said, a challenging smirk appearing on his lips. You couldn't help choking on air at his sudden suggestion. "I think we better don't, you know, that kind of stuff is better doing it in private." Hwiyoung said, winking at Rowoon before taking a sip from his wine. You found yourself speechless, not knowing how to act after what happened and not knowing what to say after Rowoon suggested such things and Hwiyoung answered like that.

Hours went by and before you could notice, night was finally replacing day and it was the perfect excuse to leave that restaurant and go back home. Once you finally said goodbye to Rowoon, Inseong and Zuho, Hwiyoung grabbed your waist once again to take you to the parking lot where the motorcycle was. "Just trust me and follow my lead okay? I promise I'll explain everything when we get home." Hwiyoung whispered into your ear as you got out of the restaurant. His words made your heart rate go up in no time, making you feel nervous about what Hwiyoung's plans were.

"Can you expl-." You tried to say once you arrived near by motorcycle but before you could finish your sentence, Hwiyoung turned you around and placed a passionate kiss on your lips. You couldn't understand what was going on but kissed him back without thinking about it twice. After all, you promised him you would trust him and follow what he did so all you could do was kiss him back. The kiss felt unreal, full of passion, like you both really kissed because you loved each other and not only for a stupid role. The wet raindrops made a perfect contrast with the heat in your cheeks and you felt like you were in one of those American movies Hwiyoung mentioned in the morning. Was that kiss part of his plans to change your mind about rainy days? "Let’s go home." Hwiyoung whispered once you broke the kiss. If it weren’t because you knew that kiss was something planned to make Rowoon see his time didn't go to waste, you would have definitely thought Hwiyoung loved you with all his heart and soul and that he didn't want that moment to ever end.

"What the hell happened there?" You asked, still speechless from the kiss. "He was checking us. Your ring is part of the deal. If I 'give' him your ring, he'll leave you alone so I told him I ended up convincing you to be my girlfriend so I can get closer to the ring." Hwiyoung said as you both entered your now shared apartment and removed his leather jacket. "We should take a warm shower before we catch a cold." He added, helping you get off your wet jacket. "I told you rainy days were a shit." You said giggling, remembering the little conversation you had in the morning and ignoring what he said about your ring. "The day hasn't finished yet, I'm still on time to change your mind." He said winking at you as he walked down the hall to get in the shower.

Minutes went by and all you could think of while you waited for Hwiyoung to come out of the shower was about that kiss you both shared under the rain. You brushed your lips with the tip of your fingers, slightly smiling at the thought of the kiss. The sound of the bathroom door opening knocked you out of your thoughts. "Finally, I thought you would ne-." You said as you walked towards the bathroom, ready to get in to take a shower as well, but you were once again cut off. This time, unlike before, you were cut off by the image before your eyes. Hwiyoung was wearing a simple towel around his waist, his bare chest still wet with a few water drops that fell from his long hair. He looked so stunning and handsome like that. "You like what you see?" Hwiyoung said, knocking you out of your own world as he passed by you heading to the room so he could get dressed. "Don't take long to shower, I'm going to start preparing dinner." He said as he walked down the hall. In any other situation you would have complained about him telling you to hurry up in the shower when he took so long to finish, but this time you were so immersed in admiring his figure that no words came out of your lips.

You took a shower in silence, processing all the information about your sudden feelings towards Hwiyoung and analyzing all his movements in an attempt to find out if he liked you back or not. You face palmed yourself when you noticed how hard Hwiyoung was to read. He always had that serious look that perfectly hid all his emotions that made it impossible for you to know if he ever had feelings for you or not. You took a moment to leave your mind in a blank space, just focusing on the warm water drops softly tapping your sensitive skin, removing the coldness from the raindrops. You had to admit Hwiyoung was right when he said it was an amazing feeling getting back home and taking a warm shower after a rainy day. But it wasn't enough reason to change your mind about rainy days.

You got out of the shower feeling pretty good, like the warm water soothed the pain in your heart. Like the warm water healed all the wounds in your soul and made the love and good feelings bloom into your heart like a beautiful flower in spring. "Hey dinner is… Oh!! Why didn't you close the door?!?!?!" Hwiyoung's voice knocked you out of your little peace. You wanted so much to take a shower and were so immersed in the memory of the kiss that you completely forgot to close the bathroom door, leaving Hwiyoung speechless at your image in a towel. It only took him a slight second to move his gaze from your figure and hide his face so you couldn't see how it turned red. In other situations you would have definitely closed the door yelling at him to go away, but this time, after that kiss and after finding out your feelings for that boy, you didn't want him to go away anymore.

"Hwiyoung…" You quietly said as you walked towards him. You didn't know what you were doing at all, you were just listening to what your heart was shouting, something you stopped doing ages ago. "Look at me…." You said, taking his hands off his face so you could admire him. It was the first time you actually looked at him. It was the first time your eyes met his and the first time you could admire the beautiful galaxy his dark orbs held. And it was the first time you could read him like an open book. "I like you… A lot…" You said, caressing his cheek and moving a strand of still wet hair from his face so you could admire him better. "I… I like you too… Actually I've been liking you for quite a long time now but I was too afraid of-." Hwiyoung started to confess with a trembling voice, nervousness reflected on his deep voice. But you cut him off with a kiss. You didn't want to hear his excuses. You didn't want him to explain his feelings. At least not now. All you wanted to do was kiss him. Kiss him until your lungs cried for air. Kiss him until your lips were impregnated in each other's scent. Kiss him until your souls become one.

His hands quickly moved to cup your cheeks as he pressed your body against the wall, deepening the kiss. Your lips danced in harmony and soon, tongues started to fight for dominance. "Fuck, I've been wanting to do this for so long." Hwiyoung whispered against your lips, sending a cold chill down your spine. "I've wanted to kiss you." He said kissing you lips once again. "Love you." He said, moving his lips to your jawline as soft moans escaped your lips. "Have you." He said as he kept leaving a trace of kisses down your jawline to your neck and collarbone. "Taste you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your lips once again. This time the kiss wasn't gentle or soft. It was a kiss full of hunger and desire. A kiss that really showed you how much Hwiyoung wanted you. A kiss that showed you how you could trust him.

His hands went down, taking off the towel that dried your body a few minutes ago. His hands felt like feathers on your skin, touching you like if you were made of glass and you would break at any moment. "Are you sure you want this?" Hwiyoung asked against your neck, without stopping leaving butterfly kisses. "I'm more than sure." You said, a gasp leaving your lips when you felt him leaving a love mark on your neck. "Good, because I won't be able to stop if we keep doing this." He said, finally locking his eyes with yours. The beautiful soft gleam that always decorated his dark eyes has been replaced with lust and desire. His eyes devoured your figure like he has been waiting his entire life for that moment, making you feel shy yet beloved.

"Just let me know if something is wrong, okay? I don't want to hurt you." He said as his gaze softened for a slight second before the lust and desire decorated his dark orbs once again. You just nodded before throwing your head back in the header of the bed when you felt his slender fingers entering your core and playing with your clit. "Baby you're already so wet for me. Did you want me that much?" Hwiyoung said, a wide smirk decorating his charming face. You never thought someone could look as sexy and handsome as he looked right there and right then. "Do you like it, huh?" Hwiyoung asked, curling his fingers inside you, when he saw you holding your moans by biting your lower lip. "Don't hold your moans baby, I want to hear you." He whispered into your ear before kissing your cheeks and then your lips while he drew circle patrons on your clit, getting you closer to the edge of the first orgasm. "I'm close." You gasped for air against his lips, whining immediately after at the loss of his touch.

His erection was prominent on his boxers, making you shy when your gaze landed on it. "See what you do to me? Do you know how hard it was for me to control myself on that restaurant and don't fuck you right there in front of that asshole?" Hwiyoung said with a deep voice. You would have never imagined he would have that dominant side but you had to admit you loved it. "Now you have to fix what you've done… Get on your knees baby." He said, brushing his hair back with his fingers so he could admire how you sucked him off. You did as he asked you and got on your knees. "You look so beautiful." He said before you placed his hard member on your mouth. He threw his head back immediately, absolutely immersed in the pleasure you were giving him with your wet muscle. "Shit you're so good." He praised you as a low groan escaped his lips. "Baby… baby stop… I'm so close." He said, a high pitched voice escaping his lips as he tried to control his pleasure. You did as he said and got up to lay back in bed just like he asked you. "You look so sexy cleaning your lips." He said, caressing your lower lip and locking your lips with his in a passionate kiss.

"I love you (Y/N)." He said teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. "I love you too Hwiyoung." You said, gasping when you felt his member filling your core. "Fuck, you're so damn tight." He said as he waited for you to adjust to his length. "Move." You quietly said as you intertwined your fingers with his hair in an attempt of holding onto something. His thrusts were slow and deep, making you feel every single inch of his hard member. You begged him to go faster but it was useless, he wanted you to feel him as much as possible and he wanted that moment to last forever. "Just enjoy it baby." He whispered into your ear before thrusting into you even deeper if that was possible. Loud moans started to escape your lips when he hit the perfect spots inside you and as you got closer and closer to the edge of your orgasm.

"Hwiyoung… Please… I'm so close…" You said, pulling his hair and twitching around his hard member, begging for mercy. "Fuck, if you do that again I won't last for much longer neither." He said, getting closer to his edge as well when you tighten your walls around him. Both of you lasted for a few more thrusts before you both came undone. He tiredly landed next to you, heavy breaths filling the atmosphere of the room before your voices finally said something coherent.

"Fuck that was amazing." Hwiyoung said, hiding his face with his strong arms, embarrassment finally filling the boy. "It really was…" You shyly said, mirroring his actions. "I really love you (Y/N)." Hwiyoung said, taking your hands in his so you both could admire each other's eyes once again. "I love you too…" You said, closing the gap between you both with a soft kiss. "I think we should go eat dinner, it sure is cold by now." You said once you both recovered your normal breath, making Hwiyoung laugh at your comment.

Maybe rainy days weren't your favorites when you were alone. But they were definitely your favorites if Hwiyoung was by your side. In the end, he was right. Rainy days are the best.

[divinefireangel]

Ice Ice.

SF9 Hwiyoung x F! Reader smut.

WHO HE SO HOT FOR FUCK

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: Got inspired to write this one because I read an iceplay smut recently XD. And not so shockingly another Hwi story that got a lil spicy, randomly. Not complaining lmao. Just an observation.

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: 18+ ages and female anatomy (nothing specified with respect to appearance, etc of reader). Ice play. Sexy Hwiyoung. Praising. Neck sucking. Lots of hairpulling. Short :/. Lmk if I need to add more.

Requested: Yes! By a cutie anon 😙

So likee, can you write a Hwiyoung smut which includes ice play 👀🙊 Like, where he uses ice cubes during sex. 👀👉🏻👈🏻

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Sitting on top the kitchen countertop, you sip on a glass of champagne watching your boyfriend Youngkyun prepare dinner for the two of you. The bottle sits in an ice bucket beside you, ensuring the chill temperature of the champagne. It's what you'd call an ideal Saturday evening.

Hearing your lovely boyfriend hum along to the tune of the song playing in the background, swaying his hips in a cute little dance as he cooks for you is just..... Perfect. Maybe it's the champagne, or the nearly tight dress shirt he's wearing with the sleeves folded up his forearms, or the fact that you hadn't completely devoured each other this week at all, one of the three reasons is responsible for the way your palm itches to feel his warm skin beneath it, to feel his hot breaths on your neck.

Emptying the glass of champagne you place it safely on the far edge of the table. Leaning back on your arms your eyes travel from Kyun's broad shoulders to his cute butt, not at all failing to notice his back muscles moving with every movement he made. Biting your lip, you lean forward to tug at his belt hoops, attempting to pull him to you.

"Baby the food." Laughing at your childish behaviour, Youngkyun lowered the flame, turning to look at you with a smile on his face.

"Turn it off." Contorting his face into a confused expression, he situates himself between your legs, hands resting on your bare thighs. Oh if only he'd move them higher.

"Why? Are you not hungry? Do you want me to make something else? I can! What do you want to have?" Asking cutely, his eyes look into your eyes with concern and love. But all you can concentrate on is how his thumbs are rubbing the skin on your thigh so close to where you need him right now.

"I want you."

Changing his smile to a smirk, Kyun steps back to turn off the stove. Resuming his previous place, he rubs his palms over your thighs, hiking your dress up higher along their wake. Placing your hands on his cheeks you pull him close to engulf his lips into a kiss. Kissing him slowly, turning your heads from side to side, bumping your noses together, you make out as your hands slowly wander all over each others bodies.

Resting your fingers on his shirt collar, you start to unbutton it, wrapping your legs around his hips, eagerly looking for some friction. "Get. It. Off." Ordering you to remove your dress he fumbles with his own clothes. Lifting the dress from below your butt, you hiss at the cold feeling on your thighs coming in contact with the cold countertop. Crossing your arms around your body you remove your dress, leaving you in only your bra and panties. Undressing down to his boxers, Youngkyun places his arms on either side of you, flexing his muscles as he leans up to lick a bold stripe from your collarbone to your neck. Closing your eyes you lean your head back giving him more skin, enjoying the closeness of your warm half naked bodies.

"I want to try something." Winking he pecks your lips before pulling you to the edge of the table carefully. Picking up a single melting ice cube from the bucket next to your bodies he plays with it till it chills his fingetips. Throwing the melted cube bit away in the sink, he attempts to rest his hands on your lower back. You gasp and arch your back at the feeling of his cold fingers, warm chests touching in contrast to his fingers. Throwing your head back when his hands finally touch your skin, his lips find their place on your neck. Running his hands up and down your back they settle at the clasp of your bra, undoing it while his mouth continues to suck on your neck.

Grabbing another piece of ice, Youngkyun rubs it on the fresh mark he sucked on your neck, soothing it as the melting water flows from your neck to between your breasts. Rubbing the same ice cube on your collarbone till it defrosts completely, creating drops of water on your chest and their marks that intoxicate him enough to moan at the sight of you. Desperate, cold, sexy and needy for him.

Pulling out another ice cube, he drags it over your right breast, circling it till the ice touches you nipple, making it erect. His mouth and tongue follow the same path as the ice, finally reaching your nipple which he flicks with his tongue before latching onto it, sucking and biting it more and more to hear you cry out his name and hump your covered cunt on his hard cock.

Digging your nails onto his shoulders you moan and beg for him to do more. Lowering you to the edge, he pulls your panties down your legs and enters your warm hole with two of his icy fingers. Your head falls back as you cry out for him again, moving your hips aimlessly yearning for him to touch your swollen clit. Wetting the thumb of his free warm hand with his saliva, he gives in to your request and applies pressure on your clit. Continuing to rock your body on his cold and hot fingers you stabilize yourself by holding onto his biceps. "Fuck... You're clenching around my fingers baby. Ah, I need to be inside you now" he groans.

Pulling his fingers away from your wet center, he removes the remaining clothing off himself, freeing his cock. Pumping it a few times in his hand he comes closer to your, licking your bottom lip asking you to open your mouth for him to slip his tongue. Obeying sweetly, you open your mouth and legs for him to do whatever he wants. He enters your welcoming hole at the same time his tongue enters your mouth. Moaning into his mouth you close your legs around him, forcing him to enter you whole, to stretch your tight cunt with his thick length. You scratch down his back once he starts to thrust into you.

Taking another piece of ice from the bucket, he plays with it in one hand, spreading your folds wider to tuck in the ice cube in them. Continuing to drive his cock into you, he holds the frozen ice over your clit till it melts, making you shriek everytime it touches your sensitive bud and squeeze your walls around him.

"So good for me fuck. I could fuck you forever." He praises you for milking his dick. Increasing his pace he grabs your hair, yanking your head back to admire the marks he's sucked on your neck. You roll your eyes back at how deliciously he's fucking you, playing with your nipples, pinching then, pulling them, breathing down your neck and hitting that spot everytime his dick is so deep into your pussy. "Close. Oh god I'm so close please make me cum" you cry out as you pull the hair at the back of his head trying your best to stop your legs from shaking immediately. Grinding his cock in your hole he groans, tensing up as you cum on his dick, spasming your walls and squirming against him crying out his name as the knot in your lower stomach loosens. The whole sensation of you coming down from your high pushed him over the edge too, filling up your cunt with his cum. Touching your foreheads together Youngkyun caresses your back, helping you calm down from your orgasm.

"I think we should order in." You giggle out wrapping your arms around Kyun's broad shoulders. Smiling he lifts you up, still inside you, walking up to the bathroom to clean up.

And most probably for round 2.

[inseongsfoxybae]

I can’t stop kissing you + Hwiyoung + Smut

Hope you like it 🥰😘

1. I can't stop kissing you

SMUT under the cut

"I love you", Hwiyoung mumbles against your lips, the gentle movements of your locked mouths matching the slow thrusts he dives into you.

"Love you too", you breathe, the rare hot air of your lungs intoxicating your boyfriend's mind.

Actually, everything about you is addicting to him: the way you smile everytime you see him, the warmth of your hands holding his, the softness of your body pressed against him, your passionate kisses and the way your soft moans fill the air of your bedroom.

"Fuck, baby, I love you so bad that I can't stop kissing you right now", his deep hoarse voice invades your own throat as he spill these words into his kisses, making you want him even more.

"Don't stop, babe", your moans are swallowed by his tongue, your whole body is swallowed by his in a loving and strong connection, and you wish it lasts forever.

Both of you move slowly into each other, with no rush, with no despair, with no feelings other than love and desire. Hwiyoung hits deep into you, just like you squeeze him tightly, perfectly, like you were made for each other since your conception.

And your lips, your tongues, your mouths together, are the same, perfectly molded like the pieces of the puzzle of your life, a life you are building and living as two.

Everything about this moment is so soft and pure that you barely have the mind to feel your boyfriend melting into you in a calm orgasm, when his muscles tense the most on top of you and he moans your name against your lips.

Hwiyoung is still kissing you non-stop - like these was a invisible magnet pulling him to you - when he slides his hand between your still connected bodies and his thumb finds your swollen clit. He rubs you slowly, almost softly, willing to make you see feel good just like him.

In a couple of seconds, your moans get a bit louder and your body shakes when your orgasm hits you, as softly as his own release. You feel Hwiyoung reluctantly pulling away from your lips so you can regain your breath, but you don't need this.

The only thing you need now, the only air you're decided on breath, comes from him, is him. You pull him in again, craving for having him so close to you as much as you can, as long as you can.

[kgyeomiex]

Unpredictable

Pairing: Hwiyoung x reader

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.

Genre: bits of angst | Fluff 

requests - open

“Many things interested her, and nothing satisfied her entirely,”

One unexpected family visit turns into one big roller coaster ride. You were supposed to come to California to visit your grandmother, but one visit turns into meeting someone you couldn’t bear to be around... The more you wanted to be away from him, the more he showed up everywhere... Was it fate? Or a coincidence?

Part 1~

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It was about time you got out of your neighborhood and flew to another state to visit some family. The thing about where you lived was that you didn’t have people like you around there. You had no idea what you did to have people hate you so much but you didn’t care. If anything you liked being alone.

The moment you get to California, your goal is just to spend some time with the family that you haven’t seen in a long time and be away from the negative energy. Right now you need to be calm and just relax after all this is a vacation.

“OH MY GOD!” Just as you were lost in your thoughts, you looked over to your sister and sighed.

“What now?” Your sister always has to turn the smallest thing into a dramatic scene... You shouldn’t even be surprised by this response anymore.

“SF9 IS COMING TO CALIFORNIA WHILE WE ARE HERE!” All you did was just stare at your sister as she continued to stare down at her phone.

You see, you have an older sister who was completely obsessed with K-pop. There hasn’t been a day where she doesn’t mention any groups in the K-pop community. You always asked your parents why didn’t you get a normal sister or even become the only child... They never seem to have an answer so it sucks.

“And?” You asked her and she rolled her eyes.

“Of course, you wouldn’t understand. Why do I even bother telling you?” You shrugged and continued to wait till your parents came back to you and your sister with the new rental car they were borrowing.

“Do you think they (parents) would let me go to their concert?” You glanced at your sister and shrugged.

“I mean I don’t think so, but how are you possibly supposed to get there?” You asked your sister and she looked left and right and then back at you with a huge smile.

“Duh! With the car, they rent,” That’s true, but the moment you took one look up... There you saw a sign that said:

MUST BE 21 TO DRIVE A RENTED CAR

You were going to let your sister be happy, but you decided what kind of sister would you be if you didn’t try to burst your own sister's happiness... Not a very good one.

“Sorry to rain on your parade, but...” You grabbed your sister by the shoulders and turned her to face the wall. The moment she saw the sign, her face went from a smile to a frown.

“You gotta be kidding me,” You simply shrugged, and for some reason knowing that your sister wasn’t going to be able to go to the concert she wanted to go to make you smile. It’s not that you didn’t want to see your sister be happy; however she’s been a snob.

“Try again next time... If they come back,” you simply said, winking over at your sister, and from that point on, both of your parents walked over to you two with the keys to a car.

“Ready to go?” Your mother asked the two of you and you nodded.

“Ready than ever.”

You glanced back at your sister and noticed she still had that frown glued to her damn face.

“What’s wrong with Y/S/N?” Your mother asked and you quickly gave your mother a look.

“It’s not worth asking, “ Your sister shot you a glare and at that moment your sister decided to open her mouth and be dramatic as usual.

“I swear the universe is completely against me! The moment we come here for a vacation... My husband shows up in town and I can’t go see them!” Your sister shouted and all eyes were on her. Honestly, you always seem to question how you are even related to her.

“Oh calm down, your husband doesn’t technically even know you exist,” your mother says, causing your sister to suck her teeth and storm to the car. You took one look at your mother and laughed.

“Finally someone has said it,” from that point on, you all walked toward the car you were renting out and were now on your way to your grandmother's house.

~

At last, when the car came to a stop, you took a look out the window and saw the same house you visited 8 years ago. Wow, it looks the same. You looked over at your sister who was passed out right next to you and you looked back out the window.

Hm, should you be a nice sister and wake her up? You slowly brought your hand to her shoulder but suddenly stopped and smiled.

Why on earth would you wake up when she looks so peaceful sleeping. You grabbed the handle of the door and made your way out feeling happy at the thought of your sister sleeping in the car and not being around you talking about lord knows what.

“Where’s Y/S/N?” Your mother asks, interrupting your thoughts and you look at her and smile.

“She’s playing dead in the car,” after that being said you walked off and went to get your belongings and you glanced over at your mother who was looking over at the car and then over at you.

“Did you just say she’s dead?” Wow you told your mother she was playing dead and the only thing your mother heard from that statement was she’s dead.

“No, I said she’s playing dead,” You tried to correct yourself but you noticed that your mother was opening the car door and was now tapping your sister. Wow, one-joke turning into your mother freaking out.

You shook your head in disappointment and now had your suitcase and bag in your hands and walked to the door. You know how good it feels knowing that you will be around family and less around people that are annoyed back at home.

By the time you were at the front door, you took a look back and noticed your sister dragging herself out to the car, your mother talking on the phone, and your father pulling out suitcases.

Should you ring the bell or just wait till everyone approaches you? You pulled out your phone and you didn’t have a single text. Eh, what the heck... You rang the doorbell and patiently waited for someone to open the door.

In a matter of seconds, you could hear someone approaching the door. At least the door finally opened and there you saw your grandmother standing right there before you.

“Sweetie,” your grandmother automatically says as she sees you standing right in her.

“Where is everyone else?” Your grandmother asks as she pulls you into a quick hug; however it wasn’t long until she looked behind you and saw how hectic everyone looked. You still question yourself how you turned out to be the only normal one in the family.

~

You went to the same room you always stay in every time you visit your grandmother. It still looked the same as it did a couple of years ago. The room was still empty. The only thing you had in the room was a bed, a dresser, and a bean bag chair but other than that... Your room was empty.

You put your suitcase on top of the bed but instead of unpacking you walked over to the window and just looked around.

It felt the same as when you were 10. Maybe nothing will change and maybe your vacation will turn out exactly how you think it will.

“WHAT!” You heard screaming ruining your train of thoughts and at that moment you knew you had to go see what was wrong.

You stepped out of your room and walked quickly to the living room finding your sister there with her phone in her hands. Oh no, why did you show up... You already knew your sister was going to say something about the usual problems that included her obsessing over these Korean boy groups...

You tried to walk off hoping that your sister wouldn’t have noticed your presence but it was a little too late to walk away now.

“Y/N!” She grabbed your arm and you looked over at her.

“Please say you’ll come with me.” Oh god, what is this crazy sister of yours talking about? You looked at her and then looked at your arm that she had a grip on.

“First of all please remove your hand away from me and second of all what are you talking about?” You asked your sister and she smiled.

“So I happened to find a way to get to the concert, however, mom and dad said I can only go if...” Your sister stopped talking and you just stood there and you continued to stare at her waiting for her to finish up with what she was saying however she just smiled at you.

“So... are you going to finish that sentence or is this the part I walk away?” You asked your sister and she just sighed and again she placed both hands on each shoulder and looked directly at you.

“I know!!! I know you hate when I mention k-pop around you but please... Please do this one thing for me...” What is your sister talking about? What does she mean to do this thing for her? What are you missing?

“You completely lost me..” Your sister looked frustrated after you made that comment but how can you not be confused? She didn’t even finish what she was saying and she was expecting you to understand her? Does that make sense?

“Look, can you please come to the SF9 concert if I asked you?!” Your sister asked, pleading. You were about to automatically say no however you knew this was your time to make her beg... This was your time to make her promise you that she will do any favor you ask her to do.

“Hmm... Are you paying for my ticket?” You asked, crossing your arms and without even giving it a second she automatically nodded her head.

“If I say yes... What am I benefiting from this?” You asked your sister and she began to look around and then looked at you right away.

“I WILL do anything! Please!” You loved moments like this especially when it’s perfect timing to use this to your advantage.

“Anything?” You asked your sister and she quickly nodded her head. You smiled evilly at yourself and sighed.

“If I say yes, you promise to leave me alone after this right?” You asked her and she nodded her head automatically.

“AND! You promise to do my part in the cleaning?” You asked and your sister took a minute to think about that however she nodded her head. Well, you could say yes right about now but there was one thing left.

“Get on your knees and beg,” at that moment your sister did as she was told and you were in complete shock. Wow, your sister was extremely desperate for these tickets.

“I’m kidding!” You quickly grabbed your sister by the arm and she got up and looked at you. Well, you could be an asshole and say no... Or you could give your sister a break for once, and well... Go to this concert...

“Fine...” At that moment you were pulled into a hug and you were completely shocked. What the hell just happened? Is your sister hugging you?

~

After agreeing on this, you knew there was no way to back down now... The truth was you didn’t want to go to any concert however since you said yes, your ticket was paid for and your sister had them.

“Y/S/N! Are you ready to go?” You asked patiently waiting in the living room however you haven’t seen your sister since you said yes.

“Almost done!” She screamed out and you pulled out your phone. You were hoping that you could go and get this over with. You wanted to curl up in a ball and watch a movie but nope here you were getting ready to listen to music your sister enjoys.

“I’m ready!” She snapped you out of your thoughts and you got up and took one look at your sister. She went all out. She had a cute outfit on and even her makeup done.

“Wow... You have really outdone yourself this time,” You said walking past her and she quickly followed behind you.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

~

By the time the two of you finally arrived, you looked outside of the car and saw a huge line waiting outside of the arena. Holy shit people really do listen to these boys.

“We’re here!” Your sister clapped and you could feel your father staring at her probably judging her or maybe that was just you.

“I see that...” You said still admiring how long the line was... It was from the front door of the arena till the very end... Cross that you couldn’t even see the end of the line...

“Let’s go!” Your sister says opened the car door and your eyes widened.

“Wait what... You’re telling me that we have to wait in that huge ass line... You gotta be kidding me,” You said looking at your sister, and you felt your father's eyes on you.

“Stop complaining for one night, and go have fun.” Did your father just say have fun? Is this man crazy?

“For your information, there is no way I will have fun here... And there is no way I will stop complaining until the night is officially over,” you said and your father just shook his head in disappointment.

~

Eventually, after basically dragging yourself out of the car you were now standing in line watching everyone around you already fangirling over this boy group. What are they called? Sff? Sf5? You didn’t care, you just came just so your sister can leave you alone after this.

“You have the tickets right?” You asked your sister and she smiled.

“Of course, they are right...” she says and she suddenly stops talking to you looking right at you...

“Wait... I gave you the tickets right,” Oh god... Just when you thought you were doing a good deed for your sister everything goes completely wrong!

“Please don’t tell me you forgot the tickets,” you said looking right at your sister but just from her not talking you could tell off of her facial expression that she fucked up and completely forgot the damn tickets...

She was completely quiet, you have no idea what is even running through her mind, and to be honest, you were a bit scared... Your sister was obsessed with this group so for this to happen... It was going to be a scary experience to watch.

“I...” She began to say and her eyes suddenly began to water.

Please don’t cry... PLEASE DON’T CRY.

“I... I,” you weren't the type to usually ever show your sister any type of sympathy or even any type of affection however you didn’t want your sister crying... Especially around all of these people because who knows they probably would assume that you are the reason she’s crying.

You pulled your sister into a hug and you could hear already cry. Oh lord. What the hell do you two do now? Your father just left and he was coming back once the concert was supposed to finish...

You didn’t want to deal with your sister feeling sad so you had an idea that might be illegal...

“Look I have an idea,” you said and your sister slowly pulled away and looked right at you when tears fell down. You wiped away her tears and sighed.

“How about... “ you stopped talking when suddenly your sister decided to interrupt you out of the blue.

“How about if I sneak in!” Wow, you had the same idea however it came out of her mouth... So if she gets caught... you’re pretty innocent.

“Yeah sure..” She instantly smiled and you were a bit taken back at how bipolar your sister was just crying a couple of minutes ago... However, instead of questioning her you just let the girl live.

However, you took one look down and the moment you looked up you noticed your sister was gone and out of your site. Where the hell did she go?

Just from that ... You had this feeling today was probably going to be a long day...

~

After going back and forth trying to look for your sister, you didn’t see her anywhere on-site... There was no one outside which must mean your sister got in without a problem... But what the hell do you do now?

You looked around and sighed...

Well, are you supposed to just stand out here and wait for your sister to come out or something? You didn’t know what to do to kill time but since there was a coffee shop nearby you decided to treat yourself and spend time there... Might as well, right?

~

You pulled out your phone and noticed people coming out of the arena. Did the concert finish? That must mean your sister was supposed to come out...

You began to walk around looking everywhere to find your sister but nothing. It was overly crowded so you quickly texted your sister saying you were going to meet her somewhere that had fewer people.

As you walked basically behind the arena, you found yourself in an alley. You have no idea how you even ended up here however you thought maybe your sister must have stayed inside to try to meet the boys... Aish that sounds like your sister...

You noticed a gray door and you had an idea. Maybe you can get in there and find your sister and stop her before she embarrasses herself. PERFECT!

Slowly you walked over to the door and before you knew it everything happened so quickly. The moment you grabbed a handle on the door you were about to pull it open till suddenly the door opened and you suddenly felt yourself on the ground.

You were so determined to get inside that you didn’t even carefully get a hold of the door, you carelessly grabbed the door and now you were on the ground because of that mistake.

“Oh, my!” You heard a deep voice say as you were on the ground and the moment you looked up you suddenly see about nine guys hovering you looking down the ground... Right at you...

“Hwiyoung did you kill her?”

“What no...”

“How was he supposed to know anyone was on the other side of the door?”

“You should always be careful opening doors.”

“Hyung, are you always careful?”

You had no idea what was happening but one thing you did know was that these boys were having a conversation right in front of you as you were trying to process life.

You felt your head throbbing at the pain. You eventually got yourself off the ground and sat up.

“She’s up!”

“Are you okay?” You looked at the one who was speaking to you and you began to rub your head.

“No I died, can’t you tell?” You fired back feeling your head throbbing and the guy looked completely taken back by your remark.

Usually, you’re not much of an asshole but you were in too much pain to care. You were planning to pick yourself off the ground but you suddenly see a hand from one of the guys right in front of you... They were offering their help...

You grabbed a hold of the guy's hand and we were now on your two feet. You looked up and there you saw nine guys all staring at you.

Well...

“I’m sorry... I-” before the guy could continue to say anything else, you suddenly recognized one of the guy's faces and realized... You were standing in front of the group your sister practically fangirls over.

“Wait... Are you boys SF9?”

~

To Be Continued 

[itstheoneshot]

hi. i uh. UH. 153+154, kim youngkyun “hwiyoung” of sf9 for my weary weary soul

I APPRECIATE YOU LOVELY. THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS AND CONGRATS ON THE FOLLOWERS BABIE

Ahhhh I am so excited for this! Thank you thank you thank you! I love you so much!

You had worn your shortest skirt, skin-tight, the fabric clinging to your hips, showing off your body so well. The crop-top you wore without a bra definitely shows more of you than you were usually comfortable with, but today you wanted to be daring.

Youngkyun had been so busy with work lately, though he had made space in his schedule to see you, he had planned a simple walk in the park with a picnic lunch, just wanting time to yourselves. You had missed him so much, and you had been watching every program he has performed on, which was both fun, but also torture, probably only making you miss him more.

You skip ahead a little, if only to show off your outfit, though Youngkyun had already commented on it today, you still wanted to show him again. The spring breeze and the sunshine have you in a great mood, only elevated by the fact that you are spending the day with your beloved boyfriend.

“Jagiya, come back!” Youngkyun calls out to you.

You spin on your heel to face him, he has his arm outstretched to you, so you wait for him to catch up. He jogs a little to reach you faster, and you take his hand as he gets to your side.

“We should set up around here, by the lake?” He asks, squeezing your hand as he drags you off the path and onto the grass.

You stand back as Youngkyun lays out the picnic blanket, only sitting after he does. You cross your legs, as your skirt rides up higher, and you blush as you catch Youngkyun staring at your body.

“You okay?” You ask him, lifting a hand to cover your face.

Youngkyun takes a moment to answer, shaking his head to regain focus, “You just… you look so fucking hot.”

You giggle at the way he stutters over you, uncrossing your legs to give him just a little bit of a view. His jaw drops, eyes widening as he is not used to you being this forward, though to be honest it is all a bit new for you, too.

“You have no idea how much I want you.” He murmurs, almost breathlessly.

You lean forward to kiss him, trying to maintain the confident persona you have embodied today. His right hand lifts to cup your cheek, while his left grabs your thigh, needing to touch the exposed skin.

“I missed you, Kyunnie.” You whine, lips mere millimetres from his between kisses, “You looked so good onstage too, made me crazy.”

Youngkyun chuckles before kissing you again, this time a little deeper, heavy breathing mixed with twisted tongues as you savour each and every moment together. You hold the back of his neck, keeping him close to you as you begin to grow needy for him, as he already clearly is for you.

“Not as good as you look today,” He counters, licking along your bottom lip, “Fuck… If we weren’t in public right now, I’d have my head between your legs.”

You whimper, just the thought of him going down on you enough to have you spiralling. You regret wanting to meet him out, thinking that you should have just invited him over to your place instead. The make-out session you are partaking in is far too steamy for the middle of the day in public on a weekend, but you do not want to stop, you just want him.

“Screw the picnic, Youngkyun,” You declare, moaning a little into his mouth, “Take me home, I need you, right now.”

———

400 followers special! ~ rules here!

[tobesensation-9]

hey may i request something where rowoon and s/o have a rough night and the morning after he take care of s/o because s/o is sore :3 fluffy smut please thankyouuuuuuu <3 love your writing 🙌🏻❤️

“Done Right” (Rowoon x Reader)

Inspired by convo I had with my best friend 😂 😘❤️ @taegotcakess

Synopsis: After a night of delishously good sex, you wake up the next morning sore. Seokwoo helps you around with your soreness.

(Also I really wanted to still try to deliver hot sexiness, even when that’s the opposite ive been feeling lately 💀.)

You didn’t know how it had gotten there. The two of you were bickering over dishes left over in the sink. Then as you lay down on the couch he joined you to whisper apologizes while also touching and poking certain areas unintentionally on your sides that weakened you. Your ticklishness was always your demise, and even after the annoying bickering and the apologies quickly exchanged, he made you feel weak under his touch.

“I see you’re not annoyed anymore. That was quick,” he says as he starts to kiss you. The two of you talk in between kisses.

“How can I when you touch me like that.”

“Yeah I know.” He smiles as he goes in for another kiss. The foreplay was excruciating. You always loved it but today, you were already worked up. It’s wasn’t a full fledged argument, but you see why couples fuck to make up.

“Stop teasing babe,” you demand breathlessly as he were trailing kisses down your stomach.

He smiles and your demand gives him an idea to keep lingering and to tease you more.

“Seokwoo-ahh,” you moan out while grabbing his shirt and dark locks. He liked when you grabbed and pulled his hair. He loved it more when you moaned and whined his name.

He lifts himself off you to strip you of your bottoms and underwear and himself of his. “I love when you’re eager.”

Seeing himself free gave you the urge to taste him. You pushed him back a little from the couch and got on your knees. He raises an eye brow at you but doesn’t stop you.

You wrap your mouth around his head and start oto focus there. He slowly throws his head back. He was already pretty hard, you knew he was worked up too. He hisses a moan as he pulls your hair back. To his moans you take more of him. Subconsciously he moves his hips in the rhythm of your movements. You gag on his length as the two of you continue your movements.

“Fuck babe. You want me now?”

“Yeah.”

He lays you on the couch and he takes you without hesitation like you wanted. His pounds into reaching new depths every time he thrusts. He made you a incoherent moaning mess under him until he made yo my cum draining you of all your energy. The two of you take your showers and go to bed after another round.

You wake up sleeping against your giant whose out cold. You get up to use the bathroom but are hit with a wave of deep aching in your abdomen. You hiss in pain but still manage to make it to the bathroom. Once your done you come to the bedroom to see Seokwoo awake. He smiles at you walking to the bed but then it disappears when he sees you holding a hand to your abdomen.

“Jagi? What’s wrong? Are you sore?”

“Yeah very much so.” You snicker a and sigh once you reach the bed.

“You want some food. I can make you some and give you a heating pad the soothe the pain. Or whatever you want.”

You give him the affirmation he needs to take care of you while you recover from your love making the night before. As the day goes on you lazily relax and binge movies and shows with him rubbing your abdomen. His actions just makes you giggle and laugh the whole day.

[wonderlustlucas]

just a friend - kim hwiyoung

⇢ prompt My head spins I'm pressed against the wall Just watching your every move. You're way too cool And you're coming this way. How did we end up talking in the first place?—“end up here” by 5 seconds of summer ⇢ pairing hwiyoung x female reader ⇢ word count 1.4k ⇢ genre suggestive fluff ⇢ warnings (18+) alcohol use, heavy makeout, implied sex?, hwiyoung is a simp!!!!! ⇢ summary Hwiyoung is convinced he only sees you as a friend, and nothing else. Little does he know, trying to teach you how to play pool and one haircut later leaves him wondering how he ever told himself that was true.—college!au ; friends to lover!au ⇢ a/n everyone say thank u hwiyoung for cutting ur hair & inspiring this

Hwiyoung truly does not know how he ended up here.

Not even two hours ago, his jaw practically unhinged when he saw you walk in, tight lace top and even tighter skirt, showing off the curve from your waist to your hips to the swell of your thighs, and his mouth ran dry at the distant thought that passed his mind. You were pretty, he knew this. He knew this the day you met, but he had not realized just how pretty you were until he grew to know you better, until you weren’t just a face a few seats ahead of him, until you became someone he wanted to spend time with. But tonight – tonight, you are different. Tonight, you are not the girl who dropped her coffee at his feet waiting to leave class. Tonight, eyes dark with makeup and lips sparkling with gloss, you are not the girl he thought he only saw as a friend.

He had brushed away such troublesome thoughts until you found him some time later much drunker than he. “Come on,” Hwiyoung had urged you, trying to ignore the way his pulse quickened simply by setting his hand on your waist, “you look like you are going to fall.”

You didn’t fall, of course, but instead of sitting beside him, you decided to sit on him, curling into his chest until you sobered up enough to perch prettily on his lap. Afraid that you would leave if he touched you, he kept one hand on the arm of the sofa and another clenched by his side, unsure of whether to be proud that he had youon his lap or terrified of the way his insides twisted every time you looked over your shoulder to talk to him.

Later, when you had wandered off again in search of your friends, he realized he was being ridiculous. He did not like you. You were his friend, his classmate, no different than Taeyang or Chanhee. Hwiyoung did not date, he truly did not involve himself with anyone like that except for a hook up then and there when he felt the ache of desire deep in his bones. And three years into college, he is not about to ruin his perfect run now. Right?

Hwiyoung clenched his jaw hard when one of your friends dared you to kiss Taeyang and you did so excitedly. He could not blame you – it’s Taeyang, who wouldn’t want to kiss him? He refused to watch, though, averted his gaze to the party beyond his friend circle and wondered if you were dared to kiss him, instead, if your eyes would light up the same way.

When you found your way back to him on the couch, he was tempted to test out the theory. Just a kiss. One kiss, to see how you would react. He didn’t, though, cheeks burning at the thought of handling in you in such a way. Instead, you fell into random conversation. Like him, you seemed to have slowed down on the alcohol, but Hwiyoung’s heart continued to do somersaults each time you set your hand on his arm, his knee, him.

“We have a pool table,” the words left his mouth before he even thought about what he was saying. One second, you were complaining about not knowing how to play ‘8-ball in real life’ and in the next, he was leading you downstairs to show you how.

Hwiyoung does not know how to play pool.

“It’s easier to just show you,” he said, swallowing the lump in his throat and fumbling to straighten the cue in his hands. Thinking back to all the times he had watched his friends play, he bit his lip and prayed when he finally hit the white cue ball. Miraculously, the ball he was aiming for sank into the hole.

Passing the cue to you, he watched you awkwardly mimic his movements, blinking as you tried to remember which finger he hooked over. “Here,” he said, feigning confidence as he leaned against you, straightening your arm and shakily adjusting your fingers. Stepping back to let you aim, he tried to keep his eyes from wandering to you bending over the table, heat rushing from his head to his toes until the crack of one ball to another brought his attention back to pool and not your---

“Huh,” you grunted, brows furrowed when the cue ball sunk with the one you hit, “I don’t think that’s supposed to happen.”

“It’s not,” Hwiyoung said, too quickly.

Your frown deepened. “Do you actually know how to play?”

“Not really.”

You could not help but grin, setting the cue down and stretching your already cramped fingers. “Why’d you cut your hair?” You asked casually, eyes flicking to the now short, messy pieces of hair just barely falling to his forehead.

Hwiyoung’s breath hitched. He did not know what you meant by that – was there a positive or negative connotation here? Did you like it? Not that he cut his hair to impress you, but he found himself worried about your opinion much more than he anticipated. “I’ve had it long for a while,” he said, wincing at how shaky his voice was, “just wanted to switch it up before summer.”

“Oh,” is all you said.

“Do you like it?” Hwiyoung asked without really meaning to. That was supposed to be his inside voice.

“Oh, I – um,” you stuttered suddenly, not expecting him to ask, brain fumbling to come up with the right words, “yeah, I like it, you look really hot.” No, not the right words. You stared at him with wide eyes.

“Hot?” He echoed, unable to fight his grin. You liked it. You thought he looked hot.

Hwiyoung truly does not know how he ended up here.

One second, you walked in looking like you owned the damn place. In the next, you were kissing Taeyang. Then, you were just trying to learn how to play pool.

Now, you have him wondering whether he ever really saw you as just a friend.

“Hwiyoung,” you whine and he smiles against your skin, heart pounding in his ears hearing you say his name like that, hands unable to stay put, fisting into his shirt, cradling his jaw, raking through the short hair at the nape of his neck. He is going insane. He has never felt this way and he is certain he could die peacefully, right now.

“Yes, baby?” The pet name leaves his lips involuntarily, easily, without regret. He does not even realize he has said it until your nails dig into his arms in response. As much as he likes marking your skin, Hwiyoung finds himself desperate to kiss you again, so he does; frantically and messily like this is the last time he will ever do so, hands pressing everywhere all at once, heart a dizzying staccato in his head.

“Unless you are planning to take care of this and fuck me,” you gasp, licking at his bottom lip and reaching for his hand to guide beneath your skirt, “we need to stop.”

Hwiyoung momentarily sees red, blinded at the thought of fucking you on the pool table and all the blood in his body rushes to his dick. Maybe bend you over the washing machine. Or simply against the wall. Anywhere, really, because it would be with you.

“Okay,” he whispers, leaning his forehead against yours and trying to calm his breathing, “okay, we can stop.”

Hwiyoung sees the disappointment cloud your eyes before you have even replied. “I mean – not that I don’t want to fuck you! Because, believe me,” frantically, he cups your face, thumbs swiping your cheeks, “believe me, I do. I just, you, this, mean a lot to me and I don’t think I could just fuck you and continue on like nothing’s changed.”

“I’m not really sure what that means but, um, you do know that I’ve had a crush on you since we met, right?” You tell him, slowly.

“Wait,” Hwiyoung blinks, trying to process what you just said, “you – you have? Really?”

“Uh… yeah? I know you don’t really date though, so like—”

“No! I do! Well, I don’t but I’d like to date you, is what I mean. Which is why I don’t want to fuck you, unless you want to date me, too,” he explains in a rush, wincing at his lack of finesse. He has no idea why you like him, but he’s not about to go convincing you otherwise.

Truth be told, you yourself are still trying to wrap your mind around the fact that he wants to fuck and date you.

“Well, yeah,” you chuckle, suddenly nervous, “the sex part is cool but, dating you is way cooler.”

Hwiyoung truly does not know how he ended up here, but he is so glad you’re not just a friend.