#kim jiwoong hard hour

[jebiwonutty]

Zb1 legal line & kinks/stuff they like

It’s just a huge ass brainrot. Idk the official name for some of those sorry it’s just how I call them.

MINORS THIS IS EXPLICIT

Zhang Hao

Praise Kink :

You cannot convince me that this man does not have a praise kink.

You would just tell him he did good and he would already be melting. Now if you praised him during sex ? He would loose his whole mind and finish instantly. Just being beneath him and telling him he was making you feel so good and just begging him not to stop, calling him your prince and he would be done for

Mid exhibitionnism :

I just feel like he would definitely enjoy having sex in semi-public places. Having the thrill of maybe getting caught by a passerby or one of his members.

Just fucking you roughly and pressing his hand against your mouth to silence you up all while hearing your muffled moaning would make him go wild. Hearing others people voices and having this thrill of perhaps getting caught and having people seeing you both this way ... wild, definitely thrusting onto you faster

Kim Jiwoong

Bondage

This man loves to play and experiencing new things

He would go crazy seeing you all cuffed up for him, ready to play. You had a blindfold on top of that, he loves seeing you all ready and needy for him, just completely left for him to play

Sensory plays

Oh he would love that.

Melting cold ice on your body and just licking it straight from your skin. Putting warm food on you. He just loves to lick and have good excuses for that

But don’t be fooled, he would love to be handled by you, just admiring you licking him and sucking him off.

S Han Bin

Exhibitionist

Now that’s an exhibitionnist. This man loves to shows what belongs to him and him only

So of course having sex in a public place like the dorm, studio, at practice would be a urge turn on. He likes to make you scream and moan his name and he can only want for the other people to heat that.

You are his and his only, he will make you scream his name

Marking

Will leave you up full of hickeys

I’m not joking. Just hickeys everywhere and at the most random places or simply in plain sight. Once again he likes to define what is his, and he considers you his.

Matthew :

Water

Now this man has a kink he had for years, fucking in water.

Maybe it’s the risk of getting caught, feeling water all over the two of you, feeling the hot of your body and feeling how needy you are for him but he would be crazy.

Just innocently playing and a make out session would just start, and wrapping your legs against his torso feeling him hard and giving him a handjob. Just wanting to make him go crazy, he would definitely fucks you rough up in the open, moaning in your ear telling you how good of a job you were doing for him

Cute set up/ cat outfit

He is a weeb, was in little basement in Canada watching animes you can best believe that you throw on a little maid outfit or cat ears and he would go crazy

Like hello that’s his favorite things together. He would definitely come home one day and you would surprise him in a full set of lingerie + cat outfit with the ears and pop he has a boner. The next thing you know he is all over you, touching you, whispering in your ears, trailing against your skin... Seeing you like that is a huge turn on and he would go crazy with a blowjob and would definitely fucks you rough against a wall while you kept the outfit

Tae Rae

Praise kink

We know this man is a looser and would swoon upon hearing praises

He loves that you tell him he is doing good, making you feel good, he loves it all. He loves how needy you can get that and how you beg to fuck you. Give him a cringy nickname like sex god and he would loose his mind. The more you praise him the better the performance is.

You can’t even praise him in a daily life sometimes because you would tell him you are so good and the next thing you know is that he has a boner and need help

Angry sex

He is jealous and has anger issues.

It would be something casual just seeing you laugh with Matthew and he would instantly go crazy, pulling you up to the side straight to a random toilet and fucking you rough until you are begging and crying to come. Oh you think you can joke with another member ? You are his and his only.

Or just something making him mad during the day he would come home and just using you as a fucktoy.

Seeing him angry is rare but when it happens it’s always a sight

[xuhuihuis]

The Pool Boy In Need | Kim Jiwoong

warnings: poolboy!jiwoong, rich!reader, ice play, dick sucking, throat fucking, making out

‘Is there anything else I can get for you, darling?’ 

You double-check with your pool boy, Jiwoong, that he was okay before you sat back down on the pool lounger to sit in the sun once again. It really was a beautiful day outside, and you were trying to make the most of it as he prepared your pool for use once again. There was no denying that he was a very good-looking young man with a beautiful-toned body. Everyone else in the house was out for the day, meaning only Jiwoong and yourself were left outside. 

Jiwoong was trying his best to keep to himself to get the job done quicker, but you were making it difficult laying on the sunlounger, showing off every curve of your legs in the bikini. He was thankful that he had his sunglasses on, so it wasn’t obvious that he was drooling over your body. The young man sighed as he wiped his sweat with the edge of his shirt, revealing his chiselled abs to you. You couldn’t help but look for a brief second before he pulled his shirt back down and tried to get back to work, but the humidity was making it unbearable. 

‘Miss Y/N, would you be able to get me another glass of water?’ 

Almost immediately, you jumped up and headed back into the house to the kitchen, trying your best to be as quick as you could. You let out a silent sigh of relief as the cold air hit you waking back into your home, contrasting with the brutal humidity from outside. It was an unspoken rule in the household that no one was meant to have relations with one of the workers at any cost, no matter how good-looking they were. This was almost impossible with a man like Kim Jiwoong working for you, catching your occasional glance at him when you thought he wasn't looking.

No one was here to see...

Lust-filled fantasies filled your dark mind as you filled up the glasses one by one, watching Jiwoong work through the large window in the kitchen. Before heading back inside, you looked in the mirror to fix the stray hairs and touch up your faded makeup before grabbing the tray once more to face Jiwoong once again. His face lit up once you shouted at him, and he started to head over to you, using this as a break.

Very softly, you sat the tray down on a table in the shade, giving him the chance to rest from the harsh rays of the sun. In the couple months of him working with your parents, you have never seen Jiwoong happier. Jiwoong laughed as he caught you looking at him as he slipped his sunglasses onto his head, pushing back his dark hair. Silently gulping before looking away, doing what you could to avoid his hypnotic gaze. He reached for a glass off the tray before letting out a sigh, sitting further back in the chair. Holding onto the glass tightly, he started to gulp down the ice-cold water; some of it started to leak from the corners of his mouth and down his chin. Before he knew it, the glass was empty as he placed it back down onto the tray, wiping the corners of his mouth and laughing it off as he did. 

‘Thank you, Miss. Y/N…’

His large hand was now resting on your thigh, his thumb gently rubbing the skin beneath before jolting his hand away when things started to get more intense. It was getting harder to stick to your mother's words the more you got to know Jiwoong. Sitting in the shade of the garden, talking with each other and getting sidetracked, he stood back up and got back to the actual job that he was here to do. Before he walked away, you could see that he was thinking about something.

‘Would you mind if I took my shirt off?’

He had to laugh at your reaction, eyes wide, when he muttered those words to you. Did he know that you had a crush on him? Was he trying to tease you? Your mind was running at a thousand miles an hour before giving into him and nodding your head yes to his question. Mentally kicking yourself for it, but the house was empty and no one could see, right? 

The man groaned as he became free from the fabric sticking to him, feeling free at last. He threw the shirt on the seat beside you before walking away, leaving you sitting there a flustered mess. Sitting there, fighting with your inner self to fight back on everything that you were thinking in the moment, but he was the one making it difficult now. If this were a cartoon, there would be heart eyes bulging out of your head right now, sitting and watching as his thick arms flex with every movement, cleaning the bottom of the pool.

Jiwoong is in a world of his own as he gets going with his job, but now he can have fun trying to gain your attention. You took one of the full glasses and slowly sipped at the icy, cool liquid as you watched the live entertainment. It wasn’t until he came walking over once again that you started to panic, thinking that you had done something wrong; it was far from that. 

The small beads of sweat dripped down his perfectly chiselled chest, racing down the rest of his body to the band of his shorts that hugged his thighs perfectly. He was talking to you, but it was hard to pay attention to him when his godlike body was staring you right in the face. Gently placing your glass back on the table to your side, you look him directly in the eyes before he holds your face by the chin. 

‘Want to help me cool down another way?’

Your mind blanked. He laughed as you sat there, thoughtless, trying to gather your thoughts, clouded with lust. Very gently, Jiwoong’s thumb grazed over the apple of your cheek before pulling you in to kiss you. Letting out a small gasp before your eyes flutter shut and you melt against his soft lips. Immediately, your hands move to the back of his neck to pull him closer to you, feeling the way he almost melted at your touch.

As the kiss deepened, you could taste the faint flavour of the vanilla lip balm he must have applied earlier. Jiwoong was the one who pulled away first, leaving you both panting, begging, and aching for more. There was a confused look on your face as Jiwoong grabbed the glass, but then it all changed when he grabbed one of the ice cubes and placed it in your mouth.

‘Shh, just explore my body, princess’ 

How did he know that you loved that nickname?

That was the least of your worries, as you started to trail your lips down his neck. Jiwoong jerked at the cold temperature, sending shocks straight to his half hard cock. Moving the ice cube around in your mouth, you test what he likes and what works best as you slowly make your way down his body. Quiet hisses and moans fell from his lips, feeling the coldness contrast with the heat of his skin. 

‘Fuck…’

His hands met with the back of your head holding onto the back of your head as your lips wrapped around a nipple. You couldn’t help but smile against his skin, feeling the way his hips grinded against your thigh, biting on his lip, and doing his best to stay as quiet as he could. Knowing just how nosey your neighbours are, if any of them found out, they would immediately tell your parents everything in very explicit detail.

Smiling back up at Jiwoong as you move down onto your knees as he moves onto the seat behind you. He relaxed fully into the chair, letting his neck crane back as you palmed his cock over his shorts before finally peeling them off of him. There was a devilish smile on your face as you are now getting what you have ached for over the last couple of months, and no one can stop you. You were already a mess for him when you hadn’t fully started, which only made him fall harder for you. His back arched off of the chair as you held his cock by the base, letting your lips wrap around the head of his cock. The ice cube was long gone, but it left your mouth cold and eager to envelope Jiwoong’s cock around it.

‘Go ahead, baby girl’

Moaning slightly before your lips wrap around the head of his cock, moaning at the weight of his thick cock on your tongue. Jiwoong hummed in pleasure as your tongue traced around every vein from base to tip, watching as he squirmed in his chair. His chest heaved up and down with every deep breath he took, trying his best to hold back on his noises. It pained him to hold back when your mouth felt this good, almost drooling at the feeling of your lips wrapped around him. 

You looked up from your spot in between his legs to see his head now thrown back and him gripping onto the chair tightly until his knuckles turned white. It was a beautiful sight indeed, and you never wanted to take your eyes off of him. Your mother would kill you if she walked through those doors right now and saw you, but that was the least of your worries as Jiwoong’s deep groans filled your ears. 

Jiwoong smiled as he looked down and saw your eyes rolling to the back of your head, taking as much of his cock as you could. Swallowing more and more with every bob of your head. The weight of his cock on your tongue, mixed with the bitter taste of his precum made your cunt drip, getting lost in the feeling. 

‘Such a good girl for me, hmm?’

Even though your moans were muffled, they still sounded beautiful to him, and he will remember this moment forever. His large hands were now at the back of your head, playing with your hair, holding it out of your face to give him the best view of your fucked-out expression. The once-perfect hair and makeup were now ruined; drool dripped from the corners of your mouth and down your chin, and mascara started to drip down your cheeks from crying due to the weight of his cock on your tongue.

‘Just a little longer, princess’ 

Now, you were more determined than ever to make him cum down your throat, doing everything that you could to make him feel so good. He grunted as you took him fully, gagging around his length, letting Jiwoong fully take control. Letting Jiwoong use you like a doll to make himself cum, painting your throat white. You could sense that he was getting close by the way his hips thrust sloppily into your mouth, and his noises got louder. All it took was for you to moan around his cock once more, and he was shooting his thick, warm cum down the back of your throat. 

Sitting there on the ground in front of him, taking it all like the good girl you were for him. You never expected him to look this beautiful as he came down from his high. Jiwoong sat there, panting heavily as his hands threaded through his dark hair. It was a sight you really didn’t want to forget. He caught you off guard when he pulled you up onto his lap and held your face by your chin.

‘Is it your turn now, Princess?’

taglist - @nanadreamies @seoktized @taylorluvation @yuma-is-mine @v0relino @wheatrice

[amoremainslayer]

Nicely asking for things the legal line secretly loves 🙏 🙏 🙏 (example: dry humping, hair pulling,…)

Genre : Smut, drabbles

Warning : nsfw under the cut, fem reader, nsfw for gunwook (if you feel uncomfy block or scroll)

A/n : no because the way the members would do this😩😩

Jiwoong - Hair pulling

I feel like jiwoong is sooo dom coded. Like I do think he has his sub moments, but they are very rare. He just loves to spoil you, you're his pillow princess. Even if he's a little rougher with you, you never complain and you let him do his thing because you know you will feel good in the end. But if you feel a little more dominant usually and begin to pull his hair, trust me he will crumble. Just something about the pain mixed with pleasure makes him cum immediately.

Zhang hao - Dry humping

This is lowkey not even a secret thing, just something both of yall don't do that often. But if the two of you are in public and don't have the time to unclothe, the only option is to desperately hump against eachother. Just something about the frictions against his length got hao going crazy. He loves the feeling of nearly being against your skin, kind of like edging himself on touching you properly.

Hanbin - blowjob

Hanbin is service dom in person. Sex is about him giving you the best experience ever. So when you decided it was your turn to pleasure him, he just couldn't help himself but get weak. He'd literally melt into your mouth, low moans escaping his mouth while he'd thrust into your mouth accidently. Only after you reassure him its okay to fuck into your mouth for like 3 minutes, he'd finally give into his pleasures and fuck into your mouth. His hand would be entangled into your hair while his head would fall back. He's just so obsessed with you.

Matthew - 69

Just something about your pussy right above his face and your pretty little mouth spoiling his cock is the best combination for Matthew. He just loves grabbing your ass and pulling your wetness closer to his mouth while getting deep throated by you.

Taerae - Sitting on his face

Tbh it's not even something secret, but he just LOVES when you sit on his face. The way you nearly suffocate him with your weight feels like heaven to him. He'd be begging you put all your weight onto him, just you hovering over him is NOT enough for him. He'd be gripping into your thighs while lapping onto your

Ricky - Dominance

I'm a believer Ricky is a switch leaning dom. Like he just loves to make you feel good, which makes you end up being his pillow princess most of the time. But if you feel a little more dominant one night, he'd get so turned on by it. He'd be all subby, begging you to touch him. He'd enjoy it so much yall just hear me out😩

Gyuvin - Mirror sex

This might or might not be bc I wrote a fic for this gyu once but I'm a true believer he loves taking you infront of a mirror. He just loves the idea of you watching yourself get fingered through the mirror. He'd be whispering dirty nothings into your ear while his long fingers pounded into you. He'd love the way your hands grip onto his arm which was laced around your waist. I feel like he would buy a whole body length mirror, just to fuck you infront of it.

Gunwook - riding

Again, something not thar secret but it's just something gunwook LOVES to do. The way he has all the access to your neck and breasts, his hands placed on either your waist or your hips while his lips were on your neck or breasts. Just the way he could see your face distort in pleasure while you bounced on his cock left him cumming twice as fast. He'd love the intimacy with it, especially when you two have a more slow and loving sex he'd just enjoy you being so close to him (I'm such a gunwook love making enthusiast ngl😓)

[destiny-fics]

Fuck Those (New) Frat Boys

Welcome to the ZB1 Fraternity, how may we help you?

Following the footsteps of the infamous SKZ fraternity, President Sung Hanbin and his fellow frat brothers are maintaining a legacy of important charity work, lavish parties, academic achievement and, of course, catching the eyes and hearts of anyone who meets them.

Which member will catch your eye first?

Pairing: ZB1 Legal Line (Jiwoong-Gyuvin) x Fem!Reader (Individual stories for each member)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, College!au, Non-Idol!au.

Set in the same universe as my SKZ series "Fuck those frat boys."

Individual warnings will be at the start of each fic

This series is 18+ so minors kindly DNI

Stories

The Teacher's Aid - Kim Jiwoong

"You do know making out in the T.A office is against university policy, right Jiwoong?"

"I do. But I also plan to do a lot more things that break university policy in here too."

The First Chair - Zhang Hao

"You want me...to play in your string quartet?"

"It might not look like it, but I do actually pay attention when you play and you're the best cellist here. Come on, what do you say?"

The Frat President - Sung Hanbin

"Do you ever think that maybe you spread yourself too thin Hanbin?"

"I prefer to say I never back down from a commitment."

The Hallway Crush - Seok Matthew

"I never expected our first meeting to be because you're fucking one of my frat brothers."

Can't exactly say I expected it either Matthew."

The Guitar Player - Kim Taerae

"One night Taerae, and then we can stage a breakup, we just need to convince her so she'll stop setting me up on dates."

"One night, then that's it."

The Frat Sweetheart - Shen Ricky

"You know for the fraternity sweetheart you really are a dick Ricky Shen."

"At least I don't have a perpetual stick up my ass."

The Best Friend - Kim Gyuvin

"No can do, your brother specifically told me not to touch you."

"But my brother didn't tell you that you couldn't look at me."

[cyberkunizz]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ THEN SUDDENLY, IM IN LOVE !!!

< shen ricky smau >

⇢ there is ricky, the ‘popular boy’ half of the school wishes to be with, who honestly looks like an angel and anyone that has seen him at least once can confirm. then there is you, the ‘semi-popular’ girl, with slightly better grades than him. but what happens if your hidden feelings for him suddenly get aired out？

title from lana del rey’s ‘playing dangerous’

IN WHICH! ⇢ after admiring eachother from afar (and some drama), the popular girl and the popular boy end up together!

⋆｡‧˚ʚ GENRE highschool au, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, a little bit of angst, social media au + occasional written parts

⋆｡‧˚ʚ RICKY X READER ɞ˚‧｡⋆

⋆｡‧˚ʚ FEATURING: all of zb1, kep1ler’s hikaru, nmixx’s jiwoo, æspa’s karina, newjeans’ hanni and danielle, enha hyung line + ni-ki + more

⋆｡‧˚ʚ STATUS! ongoing.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ TAGLIST! open.

PROFILES: 1. ⇢ vegemite munchers

PROFILES: 2. ⇢ silly billies (clinically insane)

ONE. ⇢ gng responds pls…

TWO. ⇢ i’ll start tweaking dont play

⋆｡‧˚ʚ MORE TBA.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ taglist: @teaxeee @khaelscafe @esther-kpopstan @lovefooi @taylorluvation @xiaoquanquans @laiberry @s4turnb1tch @haecien @1kio0o @honeywonuu @lonelyladyghost @wheatrice

[iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin]

bully⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

tuesday, zhang hao— string ensemble

⋆˙⟡ zbully1 smut series masterlist! hanbin, jiwoong, hao, matthew, and taerae included. game day (group) chapter here. all 7 endings here. ⋆˙⟡ wc: 2.8k ⋆˙⟡ reader: femme afab (listed first, she/her are used a couple times) // gender neutral (alternate version listed second, no pronouns used at all to describe reader— scroll down) ⋆˙⟡ series summary: five bullies. six days. it's gonna be a hell of a week, babe. stay hydrated. ⋆˙⟡ tuesday summary: happy tuesday, you know what that means: two straight hours of wind ensemble. and it's made even more enjoyable by first chair, zhang hao, chewing you out for every mistake you make. he's been quiet today though. it's making your skin crawl. can you manage to get out unscathed?

⋆˙⟡ warnings: explicit smut. 18+. minors do not interact. please read specific smut warnings under the cut! swearing. angst. dub-con. bullying. stuck up, tattletale hao. this is a doozy. you'll be glad we took it easy monday. smut in gn and fem versions are substantially different due to logistics/circumstance. also i clearly know nothing about playing the violin so just 🤓☝️ pipe down over there, k? ily. actually would love to hear real violinists thoughts on this so hmu. ⋆˙⟡ bully scale: ★★★☆☆ (3.5)

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: foreign object and finger insertion (reader receiving), oral (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), dub-con: hao doesn't have consent before sexually touching reader but reader is turned on by it, cum play, bullying.

DO NOT PUT ROSIN UP YOUR HOO HA YA DINGUS!! purely for entertainment purposes, this fic exists in a world where there aren't consequences for that okay? DON'T. I REPEAT DON'T. DO THIS IRL. okay thank you, love you.

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you take a deep breath, bouncing nervously on the balls of your feet at the south campus entrance. you’d barely gotten any sleep last night after your encounter with jiwoong, too busy tossing and turning as you pictured the dirty looks you’d be getting all over campus the next day. but as you walk across the main courtyard to the music building this afternoon, you’re surprised and elated to hear no frantic whispers in response to your presence.

had jiwoong really kept what happened yesterday a secret? you find it hard to believe he’d want to protect your reputation and mental well-being. still, the proof was in the pudding and, so far, the pudding seemed entirely unaware of who you are. just how you like it.

on tuesday afternoons, you had string ensemble in place of advanced drama. although it was a relief to have jiwoong out of sight and out of mind, there was another force at play to deal with.

as you enter the orchestra room, you spot that force immediately— already seated and delicately coating the hairs of his bow with the lifetime supply of premium rosin he’d won for first place violinist at the chinese international music competition three years ago. you know this fact because he never lets you forget it.

with your violin case in your hand, you make your way to your seat: second chair, of course. first chair is eternally occupied by your conductor’s most favorite student.

you sit down in your black music chair, smoothing your skirt so that it doesn’t ride up while you play. opening your violin case, you carefully pull out your instrument and begin quietly tuning it as the rest of the string ensemble files in. you place your bow to the strings, playing a note to assess the sound. the note comes out airy and weak and it makes you inherently wince. 

“fucking fix that right now,” a familiar voice to your left suddenly demands. “i won’t ask again.”

your left eyebrow peaks in confusion as you mumble, “you didn’t ask a first time.”

he doesn’t even look at you. and though you already intended to fix the problem without his prompting, you place your violin back in its case and start to fish around in the velvet compartments for some rosin. when you come up empty, you start to panic.

“good afternoon, everyone,” professor ahn greets, tapping her conductor’s baton on the frame of her metal music stand. “we have a lot to get to today, so let’s just jump right in.”

shit. you really need rosin.

but there’s no way you can raise your hand and disrupt professor ahn’s flow. she already thinks you’re a second-rate violinist that “hides her lack of talent behind incessant practice”. this was a direct quote you’d received on your evaluation sheet last semester. besides, all professor ahn would probably say was that you should’ve made sure your bow was up to par before you even got to campus.

you couldn’t argue with that. it was the truth. but your little incident with jiwoong had preoccupied you and suddenly every perfectionist task you routinely performed seemed... obsolete. how could you let him get to you like this?

and why did it still feel so good?

professor ahn taps her baton again, signaling for everyone to turn to the first page of your spring concert repertoire. you swallow nervously, opening your sheet music booklet to tippett’s fantasia concertante on a theme of corelli. it’s an extremely difficult piece that an outstanding violinist struggles to play on a good day. and you would be playing it with your bow in a noticeably poor condition. 

you stumble through the piece as quietly as possible, cringing when the sound your instrument produces is less than satisfactory. though your ensemble is still learning the song, others’ mistakes aren’t enough to hide the strange performance coming from the second-chair violinist.

“zhang hao-sshi,” professor ahn suddenly calls. the boy to your left looks up at her in attention, causing your heart to sink to your stomach. “who is responsible for that unsatisfactory sound?”

you were foolish to think you could escape what inevitably always happened during string ensemble: the second of your five jerk-off bullies ratting you out in front of the whole orchestra.

there was a reason professor ahn held such distaste for you and your craft and that reason was zhang hao. each and every rehearsal, your professor would ask the first chair to list any mistakes he’d heard from your section and he apparently only ever noticed yours. you’d sit there, cheeks heating up with embarrassment as hao described every error you made in great detail that day— professor ahn taking note and deducting points from your rehearsal grade as she saw fit.

hao had seemingly made it his mission to single handedly make you quit violin in a sea of unbearable shame.

so you’re shocked when all hao replies is, “i apologize, professor ahn. i was too engrossed in playing to notice where the error was coming from.”

what the fuck? why would he lie? it couldn’t be to help you. hao would throw you to the wolves without a second thought if it meant remaining superior to you.

but his gaze returns to his sheet music, pencil floating across the paper as he quietly adds annotations. you’re honestly freaked out. had he hit his head? had the difficulty of the piece actually thrown him that much?

rehearsal ends shortly thereafter and you stay in your chair, silently tending to your violin next to hao. you’re both usually the last to leave, but hao always makes it a point to stay just a few seconds longer than you. just to prove something.

after your instrument is safely back in its case, you stand up and make your way over to the instrument storage closet. you find your cubby, pulling out your key and unlocking your unit so you can leave your violin there for the remainder of your classes this afternoon. 

as you place your violin case gently inside and lock your cubby, the unexpected sound of footsteps behind you makes you freeze in place. slowly, you turn around to find hao standing in the doorway of the storage closet.

weird. hao would never undermine his unparalleled musicianship by keeping his violin in a public storage unit. he sets his case down next to him, crossing his arms and leaning on the left side of the door frame.

“i’m waiting,” is all he says, brow raised expectantly. 

you look to your left and right, trying to discern what it is hao could be waiting for. you can’t find anything of note. “um... for what?”

“what do you mean, for what?” hao spits, eyes narrowing angrily. “i didn’t tell professor ahn about any of the mistakes you made today. and i don’t know if you noticed, but you made a fuck ton.”

and the shoe drops, you think.

“did you not even notice my act of kindness?” he asks indignantly. “don’t you think i at least deserve a thank you?”

“oh,” you reply, tilting your head in surprise. you swallow the urge to tell him that kindness in demand of a thank you is not exactly kindness and instead, just nod. “yeah. thank you. i guess.”

it must be some weird power play over you. it’s probably best to make a swift exit and not give him the attention he wants, so you turn on your heel and start to walk toward the door to leave. but as you approach the exit, hao reaches across the door frame— your chest colliding directly with his forearm as he blocks you in.

“c-... can i get through? i have to be in calc iii in fifteen minutes,” you ask with a frown.

hao’s arm stays glued to the other side of the door as he continues to stare at you. “i want a better thank you.”

“you—... why?” you question, brow furrowing in confusion. “i already said thank you. and i didn’t even ask you to lie for me in the first place.”

hao blinks at you. “so you’re not grateful?”

“honestly, you’re kind of making me uncomfortable,” you reply, ducking under his arm and walking back out into the orchestra room. “so if my lack of gratitude means you’re going to go back to humiliating me in front of the entire string ensemble every day... i guess i’ll just have to continue living with it.”

you make it halfway out of the rehearsal room when you hear a faint: “wait.”

you turn around to find a slightly panicked hao still standing in the doorframe of the storage closet. 

“you need rosin, right? you ran out?” he asks, as if he couldn’t tell exactly what your problem had been from hearing you play today. “i’ll give you some of mine.”

clearly you’ve just hallucinated. you’re so stressed from yesterday’s events that you’ve started hearing things. or maybe you’re still asleep in your bed at home. or maybe you’re dead. because there’s no way hao would ever give you his beloved rosin.

“let me just get it out of my case,” he says, bending down to the ground and opening up his very expensive violin case. you walk over to him slowly, partly because you don’t believe him and partly because you’re starting to worry something is terribly wrong with him.

“hao, are... are you feeling okay?” you ask, stepping back into the storage closet and watching as he pulls out a fresh cake of premium rosin. it’s a box-shape with rounded edges and no plastic holder, the golden-brown hardened sap shining beautifully even in the dim light of the storage closet.

he stands back up, holding the rosin between his fingers delicately. “never better.”

“you’re—... you’re gonna give me your cimc prize rosin?” you ask, incredibly confused. “why would you do that?”

“because you need it. don’t you?” he answers with a shrug.

“but... but—.” you protest, head spinning a million miles a minute trying to make sense of hao’s bizarre and uncharacteristic display of benevolence. “what’s the catch?”

with no discernible inflection, hao repeats, “the catch.”

“i don’t see why you’d give this to me without a price,” you elaborate skeptically. “you don’t like me. you’re actively mean to me actually. it doesn’t make sense that you’d give me something you value without asking for anything in return. i mean, you couldn’t even randomly choose to cover for me during rehearsal without demanding a thank you after.”

hao considers this for a moment and then nods. “well, what if i ask for the same thing then? in exchange for this rosin, i want a thank you.”

“i can’t even begin to figure out what’s gotten into you today,” you respond with a reluctant sigh, “but fine. i guess i can agree to your terms.”

“we have a deal,” hao affirms with a stupid, perfect smirk. he closes the gap between you, holding out the rosin in his palm. when you try to take it from him, he retracts his hand. “i’ll take the thank you first actually.”

“sure,” you agree, rolling your eyes. “thank you.”

he tilts his head to the side, prompting, “what was that?”

“thank you, hao. i really appreciate you giving me your rosin,” you feed flatly, hoping you’ve finally appeased him.

“an improvement,” he says before shaking his head again. “but i’m still not loving the tone coming out of you... i think you could use some rosin.”

“what do you—” you start to ask, but it’s already too late. without any time to spare, the door is shut behind you and a sudden draft hits your heat as your panties are shoved to the side beneath your skirt. the air leaves your lungs as long, thin fingers dip through your folds and squeeze something cold and smooth inside of you.

“there you go,” hao smiles, incredibly satisfied with the stunt he’s just pulled. “i think that might help your tone.”

“y-you... did you...” you stammer as you gawk at the boy in front of you. your cheeks are beet red at the violation of your sex. you’re in such shock that all you can whisper is, “you can’t put that in... there.”

“an instrument should be well cared for,” he challenges, sinking to his knees and running his hands up and down your bare thighs. “gonna make you sound so pretty.”

there’s a flutter in your core that you desperately want to silence. you could not be turned on by this. one of the men you hate most in this world just shoved a foreign object up you without asking. so why is the hungry look in his eyes as he backs you against the wall of storage units exciting you?

hao hooks his fingers around the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs. you step out of them without a word. he lifts your right leg over his shoulder, bringing your cunt closer to his face as he holds your hips steady.

he licks a stripe starting just above your opening to your clit as if he wants to taste every inch of you. the sensation makes you gasp and then immediately cover your mouth in shame. were you really enjoying this?

“hm, still an airy sound,” hao observes, eyes locked on your center as his fingers grip into your hips. “definitely needs more rosin.”

he dives back in, lapping at your cunt— tongue flicking your bundle of nerves as your arousal builds. you must’ve fallen into an alternate dimension. fainted. been in a terrible bus accident on your way to campus. but why you’d dream of hao’s head between your thighs in a storage closet is beyond your comprehension.

the more he works you with his mouth, the more hums and sighs escape your lips but all of your worries aren’t eased just yet.

“it’s... it’s gonna melt,” you say softly, starting to feel a bit dizzy. “the r-ros—.”

“rosin starts to crumble from heat at 50 degrees celsius,” hao interjects in between sloppy traces of his tongue. “the average internal temperature of a vagina is 37.5 degrees.”

“but—”

“don’t act like you don’t know how numbers work. aren’t you in calc iii?” hao ridicules, biting gently at your clit. you throw your head back at the sensation as he increases the pressure of his tongue against you. “are you just a fraud in every subject you take?”

“hao,” you beg, his slander just adding to the pleasure you’re feeling as your right hand tangles up in his hair— tugging from the root. “feels so good. so, so good.”

“fuck, that’s beautiful baby,” hao pants, right hand detaching from your hip. he parts your entrance with his fingers, the cake of rosin slipping out into his palm with a crude, wet smack. you both stare at the golden brown block, still perfectly intact but now dripping in your arousal. he drags it down the inside of your thighs, mesmerized by the trail of glistening honey it leaves on your skin. “mm, coated perfectly now.”

he drops the rosin on the floor next to you, replacing the empty space in your pussy with his ring and middle fingers. you gasp at the stretch, clenching involuntarily around him.

“i think you’re ready to play,” hao decides, curling his fingers up inside of you against your front wall and pressing on your clit with his thumb. he watches you intently, mouth open slightly as he drinks in the sight of you writhing in pleasure. “c’mon, baby. let me hear you.”

you do as he says, moaning as the pads of his fingers press into your sweet spot again. with every rhythmic stroke, your sounds grow less inhibited and hao grows more entranced. he’s making the face he usually makes while playing his violin— focused, impassioned, and devastatingly sexy. 

was hao enjoying playing you as much as he enjoyed playing his other instrument?

“gon—... gonna make me cum,” you whine after another minute, the look in hao’s eyes turning feral. he immediately returns his mouth to your cunt, sucking at your sensitive bud with a renewed vigor.

as hao brings you closer to the brink of orgasm, your moans only grow louder and sweeter like a crescendo. the harmonic sounds coming out of you are intensified by an increase in the pace of his finger-fucking. it’s all too much for you to handle, your walls spasming around him uncontrollably.

“oh my god, hao—,” you cry, your climax crashing over you like the perfect wave. “c-cumming... i—...”

you can barely hold yourself up, clinging to the shelves on either side of you as hao works you through your high. your breathing returning to normal, he looks up at you as he pulls his fingers out of your pussy— lips pink and glistening with your juices. 

he removes your right leg from around his shoulder, eyes locked with yours as he stands up and brushes the dust off his knees. 

“th-thank... you,” is what comes out of you as you stare at him, dumbfounded. “thank you.”

“yeah, sure,” hao replies dismissively. after making such a big deal about a thank you, it figures he’d pretend he never cared in the first place. “clean off that rosin and use it next week or i’ll tell professor ahn you stole it from me.”

“oh. okay,” you quietly agree, unable to control the awkward energy that’s now tying your tongue. “um. thanks... again.”

he just shrugs, walking over to the door and picking up his violin case. unlocking the door and pushing it open, he takes a few steps out the door before suddenly stopping in his tracks. he turns over his shoulder to look at you. “i almost forgot to ask...”

you gulp at the sight of the upturned corner of his lip in a smug grin.

“... was it better than jiwoong hyung?”

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gender neutral version below

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: hand/oral (reader receiving), throat fucking with fingers (reader receiving), dubcon: hao does not have consent before inserting fingers into reader's mouth, reader is turned on by this, cum play, bullying.

IF YOU WANT TO COVER YOUR ROSIN IN CUM, YOU CAN I'M NOT THE BOSS OF YOU but from everything i've read in research for this fic, it will ruin it so maybe don't. up to you tho, babe. love you.

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you take a deep breath, bouncing nervously on the balls of your feet at the south campus entrance. you’d barely gotten any sleep last night after your encounter with jiwoong, too busy tossing and turning as you pictured the dirty looks you’d be getting all over campus the next day. but as you walk across the main courtyard to the music building this afternoon, you’re surprised and elated to hear no frantic whispers in response to your presence.

had jiwoong really kept what happened yesterday a secret? you find it hard to believe he’d want to protect your reputation and mental well-being. still, the proof was in the pudding and, so far, the pudding seemed entirely unaware of who you are. just how you like it.

on tuesday afternoons, you had string ensemble in place of advanced drama. although it was a relief to have jiwoong out of sight and out of mind, there was another force at play to deal with.

as you enter the orchestra room, you spot that force immediately— already seated and delicately coating the hairs of his bow with the lifetime supply of premium rosin he’d won for first place violinist at the chinese international music competition three years ago. you know this fact because he never lets you forget it.

with your violin case in your hand, you make your way to your seat: second chair, of course. first chair is eternally occupied by your conductor’s most favorite student.

you sit down in your black chair, propping your sheet music booklet up onto your music stand. opening your violin case, you carefully pull out your instrument and begin quietly tuning it as the rest of the string ensemble files in. you place your bow to the strings, playing a note to assess the sound. the note comes out airy and weak and it makes you inherently wince. 

“fucking fix that right now,” a familiar voice to your left suddenly demands. “i won’t ask again.”

your left eyebrow peaks in confusion as you mumble, “you didn’t ask a first time.”

he doesn’t even look at you. and though you already intended to fix the problem without his prompting, you place your violin back in its case and start to fish around in the velvet compartments for some rosin. when you come up empty, you start to panic.

“good afternoon, everyone,” professor ahn greets, tapping her conductor’s baton on the frame of her metal music stand. “we have a lot to get to today, so let’s just jump right in.”

shit. you really need rosin.

but there’s no way you can raise your hand and disrupt professor ahn’s flow. she already thinks you’re a second-rate violinist that “hides your lack of talent behind incessant practice”. this was a direct quote you’d received on your evaluation sheet last semester. besides, all professor ahn would probably say was that you should’ve made sure your bow was up to par before you even got to campus.

you couldn’t argue with that. it was the truth. but your little incident with jiwoong had preoccupied you and suddenly every perfectionist task you routinely performed seemed... obsolete. how could you let him get to you like this?

and why did it still feel so good?

professor ahn taps her baton again, signaling for everyone to turn to the first page of your spring concert repertoire. you swallow nervously, opening your sheet music booklet to tippett’s fantasia concertante on a theme of corelli. it’s an extremely difficult piece that an outstanding violinist struggles to play on a good day. and you would be playing it with your bow in a noticeably poor condition.

you stumble through the piece as quietly as possible, cringing when the sound your instrument produces is less than satisfactory. though your ensemble is still learning the song, others’ mistakes aren’t enough to hide the strange performance coming from the second-chair violinist.

“zhang hao-sshi,” professor ahn suddenly calls. the boy to your left looks up at her in attention, causing your heart to sink to your stomach. “who is responsible for that unsatisfactory sound?”

you were foolish to think you could escape what inevitably always happens during string ensemble: the second of your five jerk-off bullies ratting you out in front of the whole orchestra.

there was a reason professor ahn held such distaste for you and your craft and that reason was zhang hao. each and every rehearsal, your professor would ask the first chair to list any mistakes he’d heard from your section and he apparently only ever noticed yours. you’d sit there, cheeks heating up with embarrassment as hao described every error you made in great detail that day— professor ahn taking note and deducting points from your rehearsal grade as she saw fit.

hao had seemingly made it his mission to single handedly make you quit violin in a sea of unbearable shame.

so you’re shocked when all hao replies is, “i apologize, professor ahn. i was too engrossed in playing to notice where the error was coming from.”

what the fuck? why would he lie? it couldn’t be to help you. hao would throw you to the wolves without a second thought if it meant remaining superior to you.

but his gaze returns to his sheet music, pencil floating across the paper as he quietly adds annotations. you’re honestly freaked out. had he hit his head? had the difficulty of the piece actually thrown him that much?

rehearsal ends shortly thereafter and you stay in your chair, silently tending to your violin next to hao. you’re both usually the last to leave, but hao always makes it a point to stay just a few seconds longer than you. just to prove something.

after your instrument is safely back in its case, you stand up and make your way over to the instrument storage closet. you find your cubby, pulling out your key and unlocking your unit so you can leave your violin there for the remainder of your classes this afternoon. 

as you place your violin case gently inside and lock your cubby, the unexpected sound of footsteps behind you makes you freeze in place. slowly, you turn around to find hao standing in the doorway of the storage closet.

weird. hao would never undermine his unparalleled musicianship by keeping his violin in a public storage unit. he sets his case down next to him, crossing his arms and leaning on the left side of the door frame.

“i’m waiting,” is all he says, brow raised expectantly. 

you look to your left and right, trying to discern what it is hao could be waiting for. you can’t find anything of note. “um... for what?”

“what do you mean, for what?” hao spits, eyes narrowing angrily. “i didn’t tell professor ahn about any of the mistakes you made today. and i don’t know if you noticed, but you made a fuck ton.”

and the shoe drops, you think.

“did you not even notice my act of kindness?” he asks indignantly. “don’t you think i at least deserve a thank you?”

“oh,” you reply, tilting your head in surprise. you swallow the urge to tell him that kindness in demand of a thank you is not exactly kindness and instead, just nod. “yeah. thank you. i guess.”

it must be some weird, new power play over you. it’s probably best to make a swift exit and not give him the attention he wants, so you turn on your heel and start to walk toward the door to leave. but as you approach the exit, hao reaches across the door frame— your chest colliding directly with his forearm as he blocks you in.

“c-... can i get through? i have to be in calc iii in fifteen minutes,” you ask with a frown.

hao’s arm stays glued to the other side of the door as he continues to stare at you. “i want a better thank you.”

“you—... why?” you question, brow furrowing in confusion. “i already said thank you. and i didn’t even ask you to lie for me in the first place.”

hao blinks at you. “so you’re not grateful?”

“honestly, you’re kind of making me uncomfortable,” you reply, ducking under his arm and walking back out into the orchestra room. “so if my lack of gratitude means you’re going to go back to humiliating me in front of the entire string ensemble every day... i guess i’ll just have to continue living with it.”

you make it halfway out of the rehearsal room when you hear a faint: “wait.”

you turn around to find a slightly panicked hao still standing in the doorframe of the storage closet. 

“you need rosin, right? you ran out?” he asks, as if he couldn’t tell exactly what your problem had been from hearing you play today. “i’ll give you some of mine.”

clearly you’ve just hallucinated. you’re so stressed from yesterday’s events that you’ve started hearing things. or maybe you’re still asleep in your bed at home. or maybe you’re dead. because there’s no way hao would ever give you his beloved rosin.

“let me just get it out of my case,” he says, bending down to the ground and opening up his very expensive violin case. you walk over to him slowly, partly because you don’t believe him and partly because you’re starting to worry something is terribly wrong with him.

“hao, are... are you feeling okay?” you ask, stepping back into the storage closet and watching as he pulls out a fresh cake of premium rosin. it’s a box-shape with rounded edges and no plastic holder, the golden-brown hardened sap shining beautifully even in the dim light of the storage closet.

he stands back up, holding the rosin between his fingers delicately. “never better.”

“you’re—... you’re gonna give me your cimc prize rosin?” you ask, incredibly confused. “why would you do that?”

“because you need it. don’t you?” he answers with a shrug.

“but... but—.” you protest, head spinning a million miles a minute trying to make sense of hao’s bizarre and uncharacteristic display of benevolence. “what’s the catch?”

with no discernible inflection, hao repeats, “the catch.”

“i don’t see why you’d give this to me without a price,” you elaborate skeptically. “you don’t like me. you’re actively mean to me actually. it doesn’t make sense that you’d give me something you value without asking for anything in return. i mean, you couldn’t even randomly choose to cover for me during rehearsal without demanding a thank you after.”

hao considers this for a moment and then nods. “well, what if i ask for the same thing then? in exchange for this rosin, i want a thank you.”

“i can’t even begin to figure out what’s gotten into you today,” you respond with a reluctant sigh, “but fine. i guess i can agree to your terms.”

“we have a deal,” hao affirms with a stupid, perfect smirk. he closes the gap between you, holding out the rosin in his palm. when you try to take it from him, he retracts his hand. “i’ll take the thank you first actually.”

“sure,” you agree with a sigh, rolling your eyes. “thank you.”

he tilts his head to the side, prompting, “what was that?”

“thank you, hao. i really appreciate you giving me your rosin,” you feed flatly, hoping you’ve finally appeased him.

“an improvement,” he says before shaking his head again. “but i’m still not loving the tone coming out of you... maybe your bow needs some rosin.”

“you already know it does! what are you even talking—,” you start to ask, but it’s already too late. without any time to spare, the door is shut behind you and two long, thin fingers are pushed inside of your mouth. 

“there you go,” hao smiles, incredibly satisfied with the stunt he’s just pulled. “a thorough coat to get that perfect sound.”

he cups your jaw with his free hand as he shoves his fingers further into your mouth. you gag slightly as he approaches the back of your throat, your cheeks turning beet red at the violation of your body. 

“an instrument should be well cared for,” hao says as he removes his fingers from your lips, unbuttoning your jeans as he guides you to sit down in a black music chair. “gonna make you sound so pretty.”

there’s a flutter in your core that you desperately want to silence. you could not be turned on by this. one of the men you hate most in this world just shoved his fingers down your throat without asking. so why is the hungry look in his eyes as he sinks down between your legs exciting you?

hao hooks his fingers around the waistband of your jeans, tugging at them until you finally lift your hips up wordlessly. he discards your underwear next, chuckling sardonically at your continued state of silence.

his lubricated fingers ghost over you, leaving a trail of your own saliva up and down your sex. the sensation makes you gasp and then immediately cover your mouth in shame. were you really enjoying this?

“hm, still an airy sound,” hao observes, eyes locked on your center as his free hand grips your thigh— fingers digging into the soft flesh. “definitely needs more rosin.”

hao pulls your hips closer to him, taking you into his mouth— swirling and sucking at your heat with his tongue. you must’ve fallen into another dimension. fainted. been in a terrible bus accident on your way to campus. but why you’d dream of hao’s head between your thighs in a storage closet is beyond your comprehension.

the more he works you with his mouth, the more hums and sighs escape your lips.

“hao,” you beg, pleasure building as your right hand tangles up in his hair— tugging from the root. “feels so good. so, so good.”

“fuck, that’s beautiful baby,” hao pants, right hand detaching from your hip. “maybe you can even learn something from how i’m playing you. everyone would appreciate that, huh?”

the patronizing insult makes you throb, another whimper falling out of you. he watches you intently, mouth open slightly as he drinks in the sight of you writhing in pleasure. “c’mon, baby. let me hear you.”

with every rhythmic stroke, your sounds grow less inhibited and hao grows more entranced. he’s making the face he usually makes while playing his violin— focused, impassioned, and devastatingly sexy. 

was hao enjoying playing you as much as he enjoyed playing his other instrument?

“gon—... gonna make me cum,” you whine after another minute, the look in hao’s eyes turning feral. he immediately returns his mouth to you, sucking at your most sensitive part with a renewed vigor.

as hao brings you closer to the brink of orgasm, your moans only grow louder and sweeter like a crescendo. the harmonic sounds coming out of you are intensified by an increase in the pace of hand. it’s all too much for you to handle, your core beginning to spasm.

“oh my god, hao—,” you cry, your climax crashing over you like the perfect wave. “c-cumming... i—...”

hao pulls out the cake of rosin from his back pocket as he works you through your high, bringing it between your legs and covering it in your release. your breathing slowly returning to normal,he runs the sticky rosin down each of your inner thighs. 

“it’s... it’s gonna melt,” you say softly, both hypnotized and concerned. “the r-ros—.”

“rosin starts to crumble from heat at 50 degrees celsius,” hao interjects as he coats the rosin in more of your fluids. “your body temperature is 37 degrees.”

“but—.”

“don’t act like you don’t know how numbers work. aren’t you in calc iii?” hao baits, licking up the last remnants of your orgasm for himself. “are you just a fraud in every subject you take?”

his eyes lock with yours as he stands up and brushes the dust off his knees. 

“th-thank... you,” is what comes out of you as you stare up at him, dumbfounded. “thank you.”

“yeah, sure,” hao replies dismissively. after making such a big deal about a thank you, it figures he’d pretend he never cared in the first place. “clean off that rosin and use it next week or i’ll tell professor ahn you stole it from me.”

“oh. okay,” you quietly agree, unable to control the awkward energy that’s now tying your tongue. “um. thanks... again.”

he just shrugs, walking over to the door and picking up his violin case. unlocking the door and pushing it open, he takes a few steps out the door before suddenly stopping in his tracks. he turns over his shoulder to look at you. “i almost forgot to ask...”

you gulp at the sight of the upturned corner of his lip in a smug grin.

“... was it better than jiwoong hyung?”

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[ratedfleur]

who does it better?

zb1 hyung line x reader 5.1k word count genre ୭ explicit

🏷️: threesome, squirting, double penetration, oral sex, creampie, mostly member x member x reader but there are member x member too.

wherein jiwoong, hao, and hanbin are your roommates and yet they have hidden inuendos for you the moment that you stepped into the apartment.

“oh hey, let me help you with that.” a man who you recognize to be jiwoong, says to you, grabbing a hefty box from your arms.

two other men emerge from behind him, recognizing the raven haired man with a collarbone tattoo to be hanbin, while the burgundy haired man with prominent features to be zhanghao.

“oh my god, thank you so much— i was so lost from this maze of an apartment with my stuff.” you said with a slight laugh when the three chuckle, grabbing two boxes from the ground.

“it really seems to be that way, it’s like it goes in circles but trust me, the three of us felt the same too at first.” hanbin says with a chuckle, following jiwoong who led the way.

you and hanbin get yourselves invested in a conversation whilst zhanghao and jiwoong walked alongside each other.

“well yeah, i really needed a place last minute..” you said as your eyes marveled at the sight when they reached the middle of the apartment complex.

“and that’s a free place, everyone could go whenever at whatever time.” hanbin chimes before turning into a hallway with you trailing behind him.

the trio was interesting to your eyes. one was cold like winter, one was as warm as autumn, whilst the other was summer like a sunbeam.

jiwoong and hao waited for you and hanbin by the apartment’s door while you and hanbin both chitchatted away, starting to get along.

“oh and your keys are with jiwoong hyung.” hanbin finally says as you both arrive at the front door while jiwoong was fishing out your keys from his pocket.

“and here are your set of keys, i could give you another spare if you need it.” jiwoong says whilst handing the keys over to you, a small cherry keychain hanging from it.

your hand reaches for it, fingers brushing against his has jiwoong’s brain going off for a short second.

you take it with a smile, suddenly feeling giddy at the sight of your new keys.

“so? what are you waiting for?” hao chuckles, smiling at the sight of a small smile on your face.

you squealed in delight, making the trio smile behind you as you walked with a bounce in your steps. your hands quickly unlocked the door, squealing once again as you entered the apartment.

immediately, the boys had a smile on their face as you toured the apartment by yourself, opening doors that you could open.

soon, you step foot in front of a room with nothing but a bed and a few packed sheets on top of it.

“well, seeing that you saw everything in the apartment.. the room beside yours is jiwoong hyung’s, the room across yours is mine and hanbin the one beside me.” hao said as he walked in, placing the box near the wall.

“anyway, we’ll let you settle in. we’ll be right out if you need something.” jiwoong comments as he placed the box alongside the one hao placed, hanbin follows and does the same before smiling at you once the three stood by the door.

“bye pretty!” hao commented when he walked out of your room, jiwoong following suit behind him while hanbin flashed you a quick smile and wave before walking out and shutting the door behind him.

new life, here i come. you thought to yourself with a smile accompanying it.

—

months later, you were practically settled into the apartment.

there were traces of you everywhere: a hairclamp in their bedrooms, couch pillows with your pink cases, and your pink plates and utensils in the kitchen.

you liked being around them. even if jiwoong was still cold at times, whilst hao kept you warm like autumn, and hanbin who beamed like the sun.

—

“hyung, what did you do?” hanbin suddenly commented when jiwoong walked into hanbin’s bedroom where he and hao where hanging out.

“what are you on, bin-ah?” jiwoong asked back as he sat on hanbin’s swivel chair.

“hao hyung said you were in your room for the entire day yesterday and even today. what did you do?” hanbin asked him back, receiving dagger eyes from hao who then looked at jiwoong next.

“what did he not do, bin-ah?” hao said as he stared right back at jiwoong who was staring at him.

“nothing, hao-yah. nothing.” jiwoong said to hao who was still staring him down, not convinced with the older man’s answer.

“we agreed not to do anything yet, hyung.” hao said before he stood up and left the room.

—

you were simply lounging in bed when your door creaked open, a tall body stumbling into your room and onto your bed where he plopped on top of you, his lips immediately latching onto your neck.

“you’re so fucking hot..” he panted against your skin, placing open mouthed kisses on your neck as your hands frantically tried to push him away.

“haaah wait.. stop, i don’t want this!” you gasped when he sucked onto a particular part of your neck, feeling him hum against your skin.

he pulls away to steady himself above you, “you don’t want this? then how come this is wet for me?” he said as he cupped your core, feeling the fabric of your shorts turn damp.

you whimpered, eyes ignoring his even if you couldn’t see them in the dark, you couldn’t even recognize who this was on top of you.

“y/n, i want you. i want to mark you mine but the other two won’t let me.” he said as he latched himself onto your neck once more, hands groping your tits as you whimpered whilst you listened to his words.

he continues to mutter monstrosities on your skin, constantly placing kisses on your neck as you panted underneath him.

“p-please.. please fuck me—“ you gasped when he bites your skin a little too much, making him nip you in shock.

“tell me, tell me more. call me.” he grunted as your legs opened up themselves, placing them on either side of his body.

it was like your lower halves are magnetized to each other, his lower half immediately plopping on top of yours as his hand held onto the back of your knee before wrapping it around him, hips grinding against you almost immediately.

“please, i need more. need your cock in me—“ you whined as he grinded onto you harder, feeling his alcohol tainted breath against your skin.

“call me, y/n. call me.” he panted as his forehead slammed on your shoulder, grinding harder against you.

“j-jiwoong ah.. please fuck me!” you moaned when jiwoong let out a little whine, immediately coming in his pants when you called out his name.

suddenly, jiwoong stood up and ran out the room, just as fast as how he entered.

—

a day passed and you haven’t seen jiwoong since he last appeared in your room.

“bini bini! is woong home?” you asked hanbin who waltzed into your room, plopping on your bed where he lied comfortably.

“yep, he’s in his room.” hanbin answered, taking a pillow into his arms and taking a whiff of your vanilla scent.

unbeknownst to you, you didn’t even catch a glimpse of him smelling your pillow— the exact same one that you keep in between your thighs, grinding on it when the nights get cold.

“you sure? i haven’t seen him at all today..” you muttered as you walked right back towards your bed, sitting next to hanbin.

“why can’t you just pay attention to what’s here, lee? i’m right here, why do you need jiwoong hyung?” hanbin purred as he grabbed your thigh, making you turn your head to look at him in shock.

“i-i was just asking.. it’s because he disappeared on me last night when he—“ you said before you cut yourself off, not wanting to tell hanbin about what happened between you and jiwoong during his drunken nights.

hanbin’s head immediately turned to look at her, eyes digging for an answer. “when what, y/n? what did hyung do?” he asked with a blaze in his eyes.

“nothing, he did nothing.” you shrugged, trying to stray from the actual answer.

unconvinced, hanbin clicks his tongue before he pulled your thigh, making you fall on him when he pulled you with force.

with your hands landing onto his thigh, hanbin moved down towards your face and whispered to you, “i could do whatever he did better.” he whispered before slamming his lips against yours, hands reaching for your waist to pull you up to maneuver your on top of his lap.

you kissed him back, loving how his lips felt against your smaller ones. whilst he kissed you, you could feel how hanbin’s hands roamed around your body, feeling you up before they settled under your boobs, placed on the curve of your underboobs.

you whimpered as you rocked on top of him, hips grinding against his as you made out with him.

hanbin pulled away first, catching his breath before he spoke, “am i that better than hyung for you to start grinding on me? or are you that desperate for a fuck? might’ve as well called the hyungs, y/n.” hanbin said as he watched you grind on him.

you whimpered, “wan’ cock..” you said as you tried to pull yourself closer to hanbin when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pressing your front against his as you grinded on him.

hanbin hisses before reaching for his phone, filming you grind on him briefly on the mirror behind you before sending it over to their groupchat.

you continued to roll your hips not until the door to your room slams open, hearing angry steps a few seconds after.

“i just wasn’t enough huh?” jiwoong asked from behind you, a finger trailing up and down your back, moving back and forth before he takes it off of before you even get to answer because another person walks into the room.

“yah, you couldn’t wait for me?” hao grumbled as he took his shirt off, leaving it on the ground as he went over to you and hanbin who’s hands were busy roaming around your body and jiwoong who was mouthing kisses on your shoulder after he moved a part of your blouse off of you.

“you were taking way too fucking long.” jiwoong panted against you, nipping marks on your skin.

hao watched as you threw your head back, moaning as hanbin and jiwoong busied themselves with whatever they wanted to do with you. he sits himself down on the bed beside the three, shamelessly slipping his bottoms off before he pumped himself to full hardness, watching and listening to every whimper, every degrading words, every words of begging, and whatever you muttered to the two.

“baby, why don’t you go and help hao?” jiwoong says into your ear, hands reaching over to your front to grope your tits through your shirt.

you gasp when he toys with your tits, you turned your head to look over at him, “want to suck you off, hao-yah..” you said whilst reaching for his arm, pulling him towards you.

hao complies with your wants, immediately getting on his knees on the bed to position himself near your head. he lets your hand toy with his cock, wrapping your dainty hand around his huge length before popping the head into your mouth, tongue swirling around the head before you took more of his length into your mouth.

this gets hao groaning whilst hanbin and jiwoong watched as you sucked hao off, feeling themselves grow hard in their pants.

“that’s it, take oppa’s cock like a good girl.” hao grunted as he thrusted into your mouth slightly, head nearly poking the back of your throat as you bobbed your head up and down.

you continued to suck hao off, you flattened your tongue underneath his length and hollowed your cheeks as you sucked him. your hand took the remaining part of his length that couldn’t fit in your mouth, pumping it up and down before you cupped his balls, making hao whine before cumming without notice.

busy sucking hao clean from his cum, you didn’t notice how the other two were making out over your shoulder, grinding themselves against you. you only noticed when hao quietly told you when you popped off of his length, head turning only to see hanbin and jiwoong making out.

the two made out hurriedly, tongues battling against each other.

your hand pawed at hanbin, trying to get his attention as you grinded your hips, making the two moan before they pulled off of each other.

“my turn..” you pouted while slipping hanbin’s shirt off of him, lips immediately latching and mouthing at his tattooed collarbone. hanbin threw his head back in a moan before hao kissed him, then moving down to mouth kisses on his neck.

now having you and hao attack his neck, hanbin only grew harder before he pushed you both off of him, making you whine when he makes you sit on the bed.

“let hyung have a turn, y/n.” hanbin says while pointing behind you, eyes landing on jiwoong manspreading when you turned your head to look.

your mouth immediately waters as you turned your body to crawl on the bed, looking enticing to the three men’s eyes. stopping right in front of jiwoong, you stayed on your knees as your hands busied themselves in taking jiwoong’s pants off of him before you licked his head before you took more of him, head bobbing up and down as you took his huge cock in your mouth.

jiwoong pants as you took more of him into your mouth, watching as you could only take half of his length into your mouth without gagging.

“you can do better than that, y/n-ah.” jiwoong says before grabbing a hold of your hair into one hand, forcefully pushing your head further down his cock, making you choke all over him before you breathed through your nose, tearfully taking him before jiwoong moved your head in his pace.

meanwhile hanbin and hao settled themselves behind you, jerking themselves off as they watched you suck jiwoong off.

it only took a while before hanbin charged and settled himself behind your ass, hands cupping and groping them before he slipped your bottoms off of you before he knelt down and immediately licked

your slick up, making you flinch and moan around jiwoong’s length which has him moaning before he let go of your hair, now letting you do things at your own pace.

pulling off of jiwoong’s cock, you cried and whimpered as hanbin’s tongue toyed with your pussy, constantly lapping up your slick and juices before he sucked on your clit, making your legs quiver.

“suck him off, y/n.” hao whispered into your ear as he reached down and unbuttoned your blouse, slipping it off before doing the same with your pink bra.

you whimper before taking jiwoong into your mouth once more, only sucking and licking his tip while your hand jerked the rest of him off.

whilst hanbin was still busy behind you, tongue laying flat against your pussy before running along your folds, hao lied on his stomach facing you as his hand toyed with your nipples, pinching and twisting as he licked your ear, making you whine with jiwoong’s dick in your mouth.

jiwoong curses in frustration, feeling his orgasm nearing before it gets taken away because you pulled off of him again, moaning hanbin’s name as he pushed a finger into you.

“you really couldn’t wait til i came huh?” jiwoong said as he held your jaw open before pushing your head down his cock, forcefully pushing and pulling you off of him, making you gag around him as jiwoong used you.

hanbin moans against your pussy as you shook your ass, moving against his tongue and fingers. he liked how your pussy felt familiar against his mouth, fitting perfectly against him as he pressed his tongue against your pussy.

you could hear hao whisper something to hanbin which gets the man moaning against your pussy, this gets you moaning around jiwoong’s length which has him grunting and cursing before he came in your mouth, filling your cavern with his warm cum.

he pulls you off of him before he jerked himself off, releasing stripes of cum into your mouth and face. you kept your mouth wide open for jiwoong as you moaned, feeling hanbin pick up the pace behind you.

once he finishes cumming, he smiles and reaches for your face to clean your cheeks from his cum, pushing the cum around with his thumb before placing his cum covered thumb into your mouth, making you suck his finger clean.

“‘m gonna cum..” you moaned around jiwoong’s thumb as hanbin ate you out faster and harder, fingers pushing deep into you as he constantly licked your clit.

hanbin then shoves his tongue into your hole, fingers and tongue keeping you full as he toyed with your pussy from the inside.

this has you sighing in content before moving your hips back and forth, making hanbin lick you deeper as he took his fingers out of you, wanting to make you cum with his mouth and mouth only.

hao only grew harder as he watched hanbin grind on the bed shamelessly as he ate you out, hips rutting on the bed while busying himself with your pussy.

from the way your legs shook and quivered, heavy breathing as you moaned hanbin’s name, hao knew you were growing close to your orgasm because he knew how exactly you sounded as you came — a nightly routine where the three listens to you through the thin walls when they know you’re going to be busy touching yourself.

“take a finger into her ass and poke deep into her.” hao whispers in hanbin’s ear before the man follows, eyes staring right at your other hole as hao spat on it before he pushed his finger into you, making you scream before you shook uncontrollably, pussy clenching on hanbin’s tongue before you started cumming on him.

“fuck fuck fuck! it’s too much, oh shit hanbin!” you cursed as you shook while cumming in hanbin’s mouth, hearing the other two men praise you.

your pussy clenches around hanbin’s tongue once more before he pulled it out, lapping your slick and cum up whilst fingering your ass, making you whimper before you started squirting all over him, staining the bed with your squirt as hanbin took his finger out of your ass before laying three fingers flat against you as he moved it back and forth as you squirted.

hao moans as he watches you squirt, only to make himself cum all over his hand. he moves and sits himself down beside jiwoong, letting the man hold onto his cock while he held onto jiwoong’s, lightly jerking each other off as you squirted uncontrollably all over hanbin.

“aah aah… bin-ah, stop..” you whimpered once you came down your high, slightly crawling up jiwoong’s body before your head landed on his upper thigh, watching as hao and jiwoong jerked each other off while chasing your breath.

“you’re unbelievable, y/n.” hanbin chuckles before he crawled over to hao, sitting on the man’s lap, watching as the older got jerked off by the eldest.

“want your cock, woong-ah.” you panted whilst cupping jiwoong’s balls, making the man curse as he looked down at you.

“how much do you want it? tell me.” jiwoong says while bucking his hips up, making hao pick the pace up as he pumped the older.

“want to feel your huge cock in me, make me all full with your dick and cum, wanna be a cocksleeve for you.” you said in your pretty voice as you got on your knees, hand toying with your nipple while the other went down on your pussy, rubbing it as you spoke.

when jiwoong doesn’t budge, you turned yourself around and got on all fours, bending over for jiwoong as you turned your head to look at him. you shook your hips at him, “my little pussy wants you, ji.” you said with a smirk when you see jiwoong let go off hao’s dick before he got on his knees, situating himself behind you.

he doesn’t even speak before he pushes himself into you, barely letting you adjust before he started thrusting into a rapid pace, making you scream as you shakily held yourself up.

“you like my cock that much, pretty? clenching and throbbing around me like a cockslut?” jiwoong muttered as he plowed into you, hips slapping against yours as he held your hips tightly while pulling you towards him as he thrusted.

you say nothing and moaned instead, feeling yourself only grow wetter by the minute, slick pouring out of your pussy and onto your thick thighs.

whilst you were busy getting fucked by jiwoong’s monster cock, hanbin and hao were busy with each other, mimicking how you were getting fucked.

hanbin had hao bending over for him, fucking him at the same pace that jiwoong set as he fucked you. hao shakily held himself up before he simply let himself plop his upper body on the bed, letting hanbin hold his lower body up into the air as he fucked him.

“oh shit! ji! fucking dick is too big, gonna break me!” you screeched as jiwoong’s thrusts were strong and hard, making your hands slip and plopping right down on the bed before his hand landed on your back held your body down, pressing himself deeper into you.

jiwoong laughs as he felt your cunt clench around him, pussy quivering around his huge dick as you moaned underneath him.

your moans are continuous, just like his hard thrusts. hao on the other hand was silent as hanbin now fucked him on his back, switching positions earlier.

the auburn haired man had his mouth into an O as hanbin held his hips tightly as he fucked him, balls slapping against the crook of his ass. he held hanbin’s shoulders helplessly as the younger plowed into him, eyes watching you as you cried underneath jiwoong who didn’t listen to your cries.

“wish you could’ve had a pussy huh? you and y/n could be jiwoong hyung and i’s cockslut.” hanbin panted above hao as he held and pressed the older’s legs up, putting him into a mating press.

hao only whines and nods, hole clenching around hanbin’s dick as he reached down and jerked himself off.

you had your eyes on them as jiwoong fucked you, watching as hanbin fucked hao with such loving eyes that hao couldn’t see and notice from the way he was moaning uncontrollably with his eyes closed.

whilst you had your eyes fixated on the two men, jiwoong acted on his own impulse and fucked you in the way he likes, thrusts merciless as he fucked your pussy, his hand slapped your ass ever so often to catch your attention, making you yelp and whine.

“gotta pay attention to me or else i’ll stop fucking you.” jiwoong grunts as his fingers dug into your hips as he held you firmly against him, lifting you further up to pull you closer to his body.

you moaned as a reply, feeling jiwoong pull you up to get you on your knees, pressing your body against his as he fucked you.

“p-please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop! gonna cum!” you moaned as jiwoong held onto your tits as he plowed into you, dick reaching further deeper into you as he thrusted.

jiwoong complies to your request, simply thrusting into you harder and deeper which has you moaning and screaming when jiwoong moved his hips upwards, bouncing you up and down.

“shit shit, ji! ‘m cumming!” you screamed before you started cumming all over jiwoong, hao’s moans accompanying yours when he came all over his stomach.

hanbin’s thrusts come to a halt as he watched hao cum all over his stomach, moans harmonizing with yours as you came down your orgasm.

“good boy.” hanbin says to hao with a smile, pulling out of the man before he cums inside of him. hanbin settles himself down in your previous spot, lying down right in front of you and jiwoong as you came down your high on his dick.

“come and ride me baby, come on.” hanbin ushers you when you finished cumming on jiwoong, making the eldest wince when you moved off of his dick and on hanbin’s lap.

“be a good girl and i’ll make you cum, yeah?” hanbin says as he made you turn around, making your back face him as you sat on his lap. you nodded before hovering your hips above his, letting hanbin toy with your hole using his head before he slipped himself inside of your ass.

hanbin sighs and throws his head back as you sunk down on him, ass clenching around his dick as you sat down.

“haaaah.. woong-ah, want you too..” you said as you started lying down on hanbin’s front, spreading your legs to further entice jiwoong to join you and hanbin.

hanbin reaches and holds onto the back of your knees, further spreading your legs as he moved you up and down his cock, making the latter moan as you threw your head back, asshole clenching all over the man’s cock.

this has jiwoong swallowing a ball of saliva once he sees your ass clenching all over hanbin’s cock, slick pouring out of you at every move hanbin does.

he watches as hanbin thrusts into you, balls slapping against your ass as he fucked you. hao on the other hand was spent beside the two, still catching his breath from his intense orgasm with hanbin earlier.

“looking a little too desperate for cock huh? could’ve asked us way back to stuff you full with our cocks, could’ve kept you full with our cum in your little pussy.” jiwoong said as he positioned himself closer towards you, easing himself into your gaping pussy which has you gasping as you held onto jiwoong’s arms.

“w-wait, hold on..” you shook as jiwoong bottomed out inside of you, only for jiwoong to shake his head at you, “whores don’t get to ask for shit.” he says before plowing into you, no longer making you wait.

hanbin simply smirks as he thrusts into you, creating a stable rhythm in your ass whilst jiwoong was plowing into your pussy.

at this point, you were moaning loudly for all of your neighbors to hear. you could feel your holes gaping as two dicks thrusted into you, hole barely clenching around them.

“fuck, you’re gonna make me cum if you—“ jiwoong moaned into your ear when you slightly started clenching around him and hanbin tightly, tight enough to have them still inside of you before they moved with force.

hao simply had a smile on his face while jerking himself off as he watched you who was practically drooling as you got fucked in two holes — you felt like jiwoong and hanbin were growing bigger and bigger inside of you as they rocked themselves into you.

“oh fuck— jiwoong!” you moaned before you felt hanbin pull on you hair, “you’re cursing hyung now? you’re really just an ungrateful little girl huh?” hanbin grunted as he plowed into you, making your back arched as he pulled harder on your hair.

you shook your head despite your hair caught in hanbin’s hand. you moaned desperately as you were moving back and forth above hanbin, makimg jiwoong’s eyes fix themselves on your tits that moved along the rhythm.

his thrusts were erratic, feeling your walls clench harder around him despite having another cock in your pussy. jiwoong could feel hanbin through the walls, moving in you in a fixed rhythm.

the two kept fucking and degrading you, getting you to cry meanwhile hao already had 2 orgasms while watching you three, enjoying his fair share of porn right in front of him.

the noises between you three are filthy, noisy even. the room was reeked with the scent of slick, sex, sweat, along with noises of grunts, whines, moans, and skin slapping against each other.

hanbin had both his hands on your tits, fondling them meanwhile you had your hands on top of them, liking how his hands felt against your peaks.

while jiwoong had his head placed near your ear, constantly licking the skin underneath your ear before he’d whisper random words into your ear, degrading you as he thrusted rapidly into your ass.

“god, i’m fucking close.” jiwoong panted in your ear as he thrusted into you, he grunts when you grabbed his shoulders tightly, legs wrapping around his waist.

you pant as you held him tightly, “i-in me! wan’ both your cums in me!” you moaned when both jiwoong and hanbin started thrusting into you at the same time, both muttering sweet nothings into your ear.

“yeah? wanna be all full from our cum? keep your pussy and ass filled with cum, don’t want a single drop wasted, y/n.” hanbin moaned before his thrusts started to slow down, feeling himself grow closer to his orgasm.

you nodded and screamed when jiwoong twisted and pulled at your nipples, grabbing your attention.

“can you cum, hmm? won’t last if you keep clenching on us like that, baby.” jiwoong said softly as if he wasn’t thrusting into you like an animal in heat.

you cried out and nodded, “yes yes yes! ‘m gonna cum! please, fill me up with your cum!” you cried out loud once more before you started going over the edge, cumming all over them as you squirted uncontrollably.

hanbin and jiwoong groaned in chorus before they too started cumming inside of you, filling up both your holes with their warm cum.

they still inside of you just until you finished squirting all over them both, pussy clenching as you came.

jiwoong slips right out, watching as a ring of his cum came along his dick as he pulled out, feeling satisfied with how he filled you up with cum.

meanwhile you shakily got off of hanbin, popping off of his dick as he groaned when his dick slaps against his stomach as a few drops of cum dripped out of you.

you lied down in hanbin’s spot, catching your breath as you came down your high and adrenaline.

“my turn.” hao smiled when the two parted ways from underneath and above you, letting the middle do whatever he wanted to do with you.

© RATEDFLEUR — ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[bubbleseo]

How do you think each zb1 member would be as porn plots🥶

jiwoong- ceo fucking his secretary

hao- fucking in an empty college classroom

hanbin- overstimulation with praise

matthew- has a whole channel documenting size training and everyone keeps up to see your progress and celebrates when he posts a video of you taking him for the first time

taerae- pegging

ricky- fucking in an empty parking lot in the back of his expensive car

gyuvin- sweet morning sex full of kisses and sleepy moans

[carmesi-butterfly]

zerobaseone twitter links.

legal line. im sorry yall may be tired of the desperate gyuvin agenda but i live for it

kim jiwoong

he would never hurt you, but a bit of spanking as a punishment for being a bad girl and misbehaving it's acceptable!! his hands slap hard on your ass and pussy but caress it softly <3

zhang hao

completely unbothered by your incessant moans hao will devour your boobs until he feels satisfied with his work, your tits going up and down with every thrust you did while riding him only made them more tempting and attractive in your boyfriend's eyes

sung hanbin

masturbating hanbin was proclamed your favorite activity, the best is that he always says yes :3 at first it starts slow and calm, but he can turn into a mess fast if you don't watch your pace!

seok matthew

whenever matthew held you like this, always managed to make you feel so small... his strong arms holding you into a mating press like nothing and sliding his fat cock into your cunt so easily as if your pussy was made for him!

kim taerae

sex with taerae always felt so passionate and personal, he can have you wherever he wants and always take good care of you like a princess, his hand working profusely on your clit while his dick thrusts are so slow they drive you insane ㅠㅠ he's the romantic type, but i can't lie when i feel he does it to torture you a bit...

shen ricky

his fingers are so deep into your throat, making you choke only by fucking your mouth with them... ricky just wanted to lubricate his fingers a little bit before giving you the best masturbation of your life, but it ended up as an act of "asserting dominance"

kim gyuvin

desperate thoughts accompanied by clumsy and uncoordinated movements,, gyuvin can't stop his thrusts :( his frantic pace made his mind feel dizzy with all the pleasure, poor gyuvin, you shouldn't have neglect him like that

[oh2z]

kiss me. kim jiwoong

word count: 1.7k

summary: jiwoong can’t seem to form words after feeling your hips suddenly move against his. highly suggestive. reader discretion advised.

contents: switch!jiwoong, switch!reader, studying, kissing, grinding, thigh riding, daddy kink, dirty talk

a/n: reblogs are very appreciated :’)

it was like any other thursday night; you, setting the table, and jiwoong, creating some sort of portfolio for his acting career. lonely, you sat on the couch and scrolled through your phone only to jump up in surprise when you felt yourself falling asleep. 

shaking it off, you walk your way over to jiwoong’s study room. leaning into the doorway, you find jiwoong siting at a desk, a folder and laptop open before him.

“oong!” you announced, sleepy but happy to see him.

he jumped a little at your voice, turning to look at you standing in the doorway. you were still wearing the nike pro shorts you love and the t-shirt that you had taken from his closet, your eyes a little puffy from tiredness.

“hey,” he said with a small smile. “were you just asleep?”

“almost, i caught myself” you replied, chuckling while shuffling into the room. “well.. whatcha doin?” you asked. he furrowed his brow, smiling though.

“you’re so cute, you know that right?” he said, scooting out a little. you smiled and nodded.

“im always cute,” you told him with a pout.

he chuckled and patted his lap. “yes, you’re my cutie, now come here. i’m just working on a portfolio.”

you scuttled over to his lap and climbed onto it. he seemed to have expected you to sit with your back to his chest, facing the desk, but instead you straddled one of his thighs, perching on it and leaning in to rest your forehead on his shoulder.

“are you almost done?” you asked him, nuzzling your face into his neck.

“uh.. nearly there,” he mumbled, one hand now resting on your back.

“ooh,” you cooed. “my wittle oongie is so smart.”

he let out an airy laugh. “are you comfy baby?” he asked.

you nodded, but shifted your weight a little. you exhaled near his ear, your warm breath blowing over his skin. his other hand had made its way to rest on your waist, and he gripped it carefully.

“y/n,” he said, calling your attention to him as you raised your head off of his shoulder.

“yeah?” you asked.

“kiss me.” jiwoong whispered.

you were feeling shy and sleepy, but you stretched out to obey anyway, reaching for his mouth with yours. he let you lean in, sliding his hands from your waist to your hips. you gripped onto him and leaned forward hurriedly, wanting to touch him more. as you leaned forward your hips rocked, moving you on his thigh. your lips finally met his gently and he increased the pressure of the kiss quickly, his hands still resting on your hips.

a tiny moan passed from you to him, and you allowed yourself a bit more movement, rocking your hips on his thigh again slightly. he continued to kiss you firmly. his hands still holding onto you and you couldn’t help it as you move your hips again.

jiwoong detached his lips from yours, looking down at you curiously. “baby, what are you doing?”

a faint tint rose to your cheeks as you moved again, rocking yourself forward, whining a little.

“you’re a needy little thing tonight, aren’t you,” he murmured, smirking. “does my thigh feel good baby?” he said, moving his mouth close to your ear.

“yes sir,” you managed to whine out.

“fuck” jiwoong breathed in response to the title as you began to circle your hips, rubbing yourself against his thigh more obviously now. he slid his hands up and down your sides, moving them back and and around to your ass, squeezing it with both hands as you moved. you moaned loudly at the combination of his touch and your movement, grinding against him continuously.

you were breathing heavily and whining as you moved, riding his solid and muscular thigh needily, little moans and gasps coming out of you as he leaned back and watched you moving against him, his eyes sparking with something dark as his tongue passed over his bottom lip hungrily.

"jiwoongg," you whined, lowering your head to press your forehead against his shoulder, clutching handfuls of his shirt. you had never done this before. you had started moving on an impulse and you couldn't believe you were actually feeling so good. but then again it wasn't just the friction between your thighs that was driving you toward an orgasm, it was his hands on your body and his eyes watching you hungrily and his breath in your ear and your name on his lips as you rode him, his encouragement keeping you going.  

"that's right, use me," he murmured as you rocked your hips steadily. "daddy's thigh feels good doesn't it?" he asked. you tilted your head back and moaned loudly at his words, your mouth falling open at the title he gives himself.  

"yes," you whined, grinding harder.  

"tell me," he said.  

"f-feels good daddy," you moaned.  

"fuck," jiwoong breathed. He couldn't believe how hot and desperate you looked and how much it was turning him on to watch you using him like this. "kiss me," he commanded. and you couldn't obey fast enough, leaning forward quickly and kissing him hungrily, mouth open, tongue out as you neared your release, warmth pooling between your legs where you rested against him. you moaned into his mouth and he kissed you back just as messily, loving your sloppy, needy kisses as you sucked on his bottom lip and clutched his shoulders. "i want you to come on me baby," he said against your lips. "can you do that for me? hm? can you ride daddy's thigh until you come?"  

you were breathing heavily and still rocking your hips and you didn't know how this had happened, you just knew you wanted to do what he told you and you wanted it now. you tilted your head back and closed your eyes and suddenly jiwoong’s mouth was on your throat, his lips tracing it until he found a spot that made you whimper, taking up purchase there as he helped you move your hips, sucking against your neck harshly and sending a little shot of pain right through you.  

"j- jiwoong! i'm close." he just smacked your ass one more time, suddenly bouncing his leg beneath you. you cried out and he did it again, making your cry die into a whimper. with a little bite to your neck and a last harsh suck he pulled away, just as he moved his leg again, clenching his jaw and bearing his teeth as he did it.  

you finally fell apart, whining his name over and over as you gripped his shoulders tightly and he held on to your hips, steering you in little circles through your orgasm as you came down.  

you panted and rested your head on his shoulder, noticing for the first time now that your senses were returning to normal, that your knee rested near his crotch and he was pressing solidly against you. he was so big and so hard and he must have been uncomfortable in those tight jeans. you knew you should offer to take care of him, but you also knew that he has an important portfolio due tomorrow morning.  

"oh," you said, feeling more like yourself now, and slightly shy about what you had just done. "sorry about that jiwoong," you mumbled, moving to get off of him. but he held onto you.

“what are you sorry for y/n? that was so fucking hot,” he said, chuckling. he pressed a soft kiss to the spot on you neck that was already purpling. “i should apologize, i may have gone a little overboard with this,” he mumbled, looking at it.

“that’s okay. i like marks.” you said casually.

“fuck, y/n.” he breathed as he helped you adjust your position in his lap, tracing lazy circles on your back with his fingers.

“hm?” you absentmindedly asked, fingers trailing his jaw line, admiring the soft glow of his skin.

“i think i just fell in love with you... again.” he laughed.

“oh you’re just being dramatic,” you teased shyly.

“i know what you just did was like the hottest thing ever - you were so needy and cute and you just used me how you wanted - and now you’re just sitting on my boner like you don’t even care that it got me hard - and oh my god,” he paused his rant, as if he’s suddenly realizing something. “you made me think i was in charge. and i definitely was not.” he mumbles off into another jiwoong-like tangent.

you giggled and leaned up to kiss his neck once more.

“i-- i wasn’t done.. telling you why i love you,” he mumbled as you continued to press kisses along his neck, sloppy, open mouthed ones with your tongue tracing the lines of his throat. his hands tightened on you.

“mm please continue then,” you said against his skin.

“i.. suddenly do not remember what i was going to say.” he blinked. you giggled, in love with the way jiwoong is so endearing in your eyes.

“hey! i still remember that you have a port- whatever it’s called due,” you squint at him.

“mm i just want to stay with you right now,” jiwoong pouts and says in the cutest way possible.

“no,” you huff at jiwoong and turn your head so that you’re looking directly in his eyes. “you need to do this bub, i know how important this is” you tell him, sincerely.

“okay, okay, only because you said so,” he says, sitting upright in his desk chair now. “but you have to stay with me” he mumbles.

“that’s fine with me” you smile at him.

as you were readjusting your position on top of jiwoong, you couldn’t help but notice the raging boner that he still had. feeling playful, you quickly peck jiwoong on the lips before sliding off of him onto your knees.

“hey-” jiwoong protested but was soon cut off by you saying, “aren’t you supposed to be finishing your work? shh” you smirk with a glint of playfulness in your eyes as you place your hands on his inner thighs, lightly massaging them.

“but what about dinner?” jiwoong asked with a shaky breath, followed by what feels like an insanely large amount of silence. soon after, both of you bursted into a field of giggles, thinking about the love you two each have for each other.

[jebiwonutty]

It was not a mosquito bite

Note : This is a smut part to this work. But not having read it does not have an influence on this.

Synopsis: The beginning of a good night of fun with boyfriend!Jiwoong

Contents : playing with food, unprotected sex, f!receiving, hickeys, foreplay

This is not for minors.

“Finally”

Your boyfriend was resting his head on the crook of your shoulders. He just had drove back home Yujin and Gyuvin for their pyjama party. All one by one the members and friends of your boyfriend had left their dorm. Leaving you both alone.

You both had a chill night planned : a nice dinner, maybe a board game and finally a movie before falling asleep in each others arm.

You were currently cooking up some dinner with ingredients you just had bought. Slowly mixing it before putting a little bit of the soup on your finger you gave it to jiwoong so he could have a taste

“Delicious.”

Looking at you with hungry eyes you wondered what exactly he was talking about : you or the food. Naturally you asked him before he slowly murmured in your ear “both”

Repositioning himself in front of you, your boyfriend slowly engulfed you in a passionate kiss. Enjoying every bit of your taste and the taste of the food you had made. Quick enough his hands went to naturally place themselves on your ass. You started to feel yourself quivering. Jiwoong knew exactly how to turn you on. His hands on your ass and his lips on yours was enough to make you want more. And that's exactly what he wanted. Making you want more from him.

Pushing you against the counter, Jiwoong passionately kissed you, now completely having his tongue in your mouth and occasionally biting your lips.

The man started to go down on your neck. Leaving some wet marks all over it. You could feel one of his hands leaving your body for a few seconds before starting to lift your shirt up, tracing on your skin with his fingers.

Slowly separating yourself from him you questioned him "Babe, please, we have a dinner and if you do that I won't be able to.." before you even had the time to finish your sentence your boyfriend lifted you up on the counter, pushing aside the few ingredients that were left.

"How about both"

Without even understanding the situation, your boyfriend started to take his own shirt off, wanting you to see him. Than he lifted up your shirt, before admiring you a few seconds. Engulfing you against him, he was making you feel good all over, kissing your ears, your neck and finally your neckline.

Naturally his hands went to your back as he took off your bra. Just as he took it off, his lips went straightly to your nipples starting to suck them off. Making you a whimpering mess.

With one hand he want to fetch a bit of soup that had cooled down and made it fall by drops on your neckline, your boobs, your stomach.

Giving it a perfect excuse to now fully suck you. He started off by licking on the soup that was on your upper neck, before with his expert mouth to fully suck multiple emplacements on your neckline, fully on groaning, Jwoong was making you feel good. Leaving countless marks on you, sucking your neck and your boobs and then your neck again. All while tracing on your skin with his hands. The man was making you dizzy with pleasure.

You wanted to reciprocate the feeling and slowly your hands made their way in his pants, taking off his belt. You only had started the enterprise but the man already started to moan as well against your skin. You could feel under your hands how hard he was.

"Don't." You suddenly stopped in your tracks. "Tonight I'm the one making you feel good, you are too good not to eat up whole"

Your boyfriend was left with his pants on the level of his knees and quickly he tossed them aside. Before lifting you up and taking both your pants and underwear off in a hurry. Jiwoong was making you crazy, but you were making him crazier. He needed more of you, he needed to hear you moan his name against his ear.

With one hand he started to make his way down your clit. Which he started to play around with. His other hand resting on your hips. And his mouth sucking the skin of your stomach.

You were now a blushing, whimpering, moaning mess. The man knew how to make you feel good. Arousing all of your senses at the same time.

His finger found his way quickly close to your entrance. Totally enjoying and playing with the wetness in between your legs.

He started to put his fingers inside you, playing inside your walls. Your legs had spams all over and you were only moaning his name begging for more.

Jiwoong loved the way you looked for him. All his. On the counter, moaning his name, your hands resting on his hips wanting to bring him closer, your rolled eyes. You were too good for him, too good at reacting to his touch.

He could feel you were starting to get closer to coming, but he wanted you to come on him. Abruptly he took his fingers off you, making you whimper for his touch.

Quickly he lifted you up the counter and put you on the floor. He quickly took off his own boxers, revealing his dick that was now fully erected. Precum starting to drip off it.

Looking at it, you knew you were about to have a good time.

He quickly placed himself before your entrance, quickly entering you, making you let out a scream due to how big he was. He quickly kissed you up with his lips to shut you up.

The man was now inside you, his hands resting on the counter, thrusting violently into you, with each of his thrust your back was hitting the counter.

You were now full on sobbing both of pleasure and pain. Jiwoong's thrust kept on coming on stronger, you were fulling aggriping yourself onto him.

"I'm coming jiwoong please"

Hearing those sweet little words from you his thrust got faster before making you cum, leaving all your juices on him. Jiwoong quickly followed you with his cumming, pulling himself off you.

Slowly he went to kiss your naked shoulder and putting your hair off your face. He loved the way you were looking for him. All sweaty, all marked up by him.

Panting you told him “that..was...so good” Loving your reaction the man quickly came onto you and kissed you. Pulling your two names bodies once against each other

With his two hands, he grabbed your entire body, pulling you closer to his and whispering in your ear "and that's just the beginning"

.....going back to the fic

[xuhuihuis]

ZB1HUB: ONLINE

What happens when you mix these well known porn plots with these boys? Well, now you will know and let all of your dreams come true! zb1hub will let you experiment and have fun with these boys one by one.

Episode 1: The Pool Boy In Need - Jiwoong

• Due to the weather the poor Pool Boy was so desperate for a drink. You immediately help him and get a tray of drinks to cool him down but the drinks weren't enough for him. Stripping down to his shorts begging for more until you find another way to help him to cool down...

Episode 2: Out of Tune - Zhanghao

• You have been stressing for many weeks about your final violin piece and now your fate is now in the hands of the best tutor in the city. Spending hours with you praising you when you finally get something right but what happens when that all goes wrong?

Episode 3: Wrong Move - Hanbin

• Your dance captain, Hanbin, has been very stressed all week due to the upcoming competition. Spending hours in the dance studio and nothing is working for him, and this is when he has had enough...

Episode 4: Extra Help - Matthew

• You had no idea where to start in the gym, and Matthew was the friendly face to welcome you into the gym. Doing his best to explain everything the best he can just to make sure it's the best environment for you! the mood changes one day you come in wearing his favourite outfit.

Episode 5: The G Cord - Taerae

• Taerae who would be the best boyfriend and try and teach you how to play guitar. Many dates consisting of helping you on how to play and teaching you the best positions to have your hands in. Everything was going fine until it got to the G chord and he had to help you find it...

Episode 6: The King Of The Court Ricky

• Ricky let the secret go one stream that he was a top basketball player. In countless streams after there were many comments begging him to wear his uniform in a stream, now he's finally given in. This was a one-time special stream that would never happen again, so you wouldn't want to miss this!!!

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[amoremainslayer]

Hiii!! Who do you think has a breeding kink in jebewon? Kind of a mtl if you‘re comfortable with that^^

Genre : smut

Warnings : nsfw under the cut, fem reader, nsfw for gunwook (scroll or block me if you're uncomfortable).

A/n : Going insane while thinking about breeding kink jebewon rn🤭

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Hanbin

Hanbin is the most husbandy husband ever. If he's in a relationship he puts all his efforts into it, which makes them last quite long. He definitely dreams about you being a mother of HIS children. Like he goes crazy at the though you'd be carrying HIS children. It's just so crazy to him. Whenever the two of you are intimate and you allow him to cum inside of you he just goes crazy, filling you up with his semen round after around while whispering things like 'imma make you such a pretty mother', 'gonna carry my baby's right love?' Like he'd just go ballistic. But for real he'd be so sweet about it too, like he'd make sure his semen stays in you while pampering you to death.

Jiwoong

Gunwook

Ricky

Matthew

Gyuvin

Taerae

Zhanghao

It's not that zhanghao doesn't see a future with you, but it's something he'd rather discuss with you when he's not fucking you. I feel like he takes it very seriously, and just can't say such things because he somehow feels bad at the end. Like he feels like he might me forcing you so he'd prefer not saying it (or letting you say it🤭👀)

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[wildfluwer]

hiya! do you write for zb1?

if so, can i request (for legal line) a fic on their favourite place to fuck you?

Thank you so much!!!!

Hi anon! I FREAKING LOVE ZB1!!!! Of course, i write for them hehe. this isnt proofread tho sry :)

ZB1 Masterlist

ZB1's fav place to have sex

Jiwoong – the kitchen. He cant help it. You both always look so good in the kitchen and he can take you in so many ways. Bent over the counter? On the counter? On the dining table? Yes yes yes yes.

ZhangHao - the couch. its just so casual and allows the best positions in his opinion. loves when you watch a movie together and then end up fucking.

Hanbin – shower. It’s the only place where he has complete privacy and where the noises you both make can be muffled by running water. He’d prefer to fuck you on a bed or couch but living in a dorm means that the shower is the only option where you won’t get walked in on.

Matthew - THE WALL. buff matthew lives in my mind rent free 24/7. what can i say? Loves showing off his strength even if its slightly inconvinient,

Taerae – the bed. I’m a believer of soft taerae and this extends to the ‘bedroom’ as well. He much prefers the bed over anything else. It’s just so much nicer and easier.

Ricky – in the car. kinda loves that its semi-public but also private enough. the way the windows steam up and how close you are to each other....

[haribozbaee]

𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

my name is mina and I’m 19 years old, you guys may know me as haewonzz, I’ve decided to comeback to writing as i realized it brought me joy.

my other account is @haribozbae

What I DO write about - darcyphilia, stepcest, incest, dubcon, noncon, daddy/mommy kink, ageplay, breeding, dumbification + more (ask me if you’re not sure on what I write)

What I DONT write about - scat, piss, male reader x idol, or anything too extreme.

I write for love and deep space characters too.

Groups I write for - Zb1, Ive, lesserafim, nct dream, and evnne (LEGAL LINE ONLYY) and yes, I do write for gunwook.

Requests are open !

Hard hours are open !

[ratedfleur]

thinking about jiwoong taking advantage of matthew's innocent and dumb girlfriend, brainwashing her into thinking that it's normal for men to share their girlfriends with their friends.

"that's what friends do, darling, it's normal for them to share their girlfriends between them, you don't want matthew to get mad at you for not letting me use your pretty pussy, mmh?"

he says while you try to suppress your moans because he is rubbing your clit so well that your poor little pussy is already completely soaked and your mind goes so blurry, of course you don't want matthew get mad, you love him so much!! but you aren't 100% sure this is right :(((

(and anyway, matthew loves the idea of his clumsy and innocent gf getting fucked her brains out by jiwoong 🐈‍⬛)

when you stepped right into jiwoong’s trap, he already had his phone set up near the bed as he pulled you closer towards him.

“you trust oppa, right? you know oppa won’t hurt your pretty pussy, darling.. wouldn’t want mattchu to get angry either because he gave me permission to make you feel good too..” jiwoong says softly to you as he reached underneath your skirt to slip off your panties, making you step out of them before pocketing them.

you blinked profusely, mind confused with which side to follow — stop jiwoong or listen to jiwoong. his hands against your skin makes it hard for you to stop him, his hands were quick, now unclasping your bra in one swift movement before latching themselves on your nubs, getting them all stiff with just one flick and a few rubs.

jiwoong’s hands were quick even on himself, quickly shrugging off his shirt, pants, and his boxers that revealed his long length that slapped against his stomach.

your eyes widen at the sight, feet moving underneath you as you shuffled away from jiwoong. “i don’t think i can.. is too big..” you say, eyes moving back and forth from jiwoong’s cock and his face.

he hums before reaching for your hand, pulling you close. “it’s okay, oppa will train your pussy to fit me.” he says before pushing you on the bed, ravishing you.

matthew chuckles with jiwoong’s phone in hand, “you really got my dummy to fuck you huh? good job, hyung.” he says as he watched the video of you crying and sniffling as jiwoong held you from behind, hand rubbing your pussy as he thrusted slowly.

“that’s what friends do, darling. it’s normal for them to share their girlfriends between them, you don’t want matthew to get mad at you for not letting me use your pussy, mmh?” jiwoong purrs into your ear, still fucking you slowly as his hand roughly rubbed and moved fast against your clit.

you whine and tear up, shaking your head no as your pussy clenched around him. this has jiwoong nodding and kissing your shoulder sweetly before thrusting into you like an animal, making you yelp and scream out his name.

“she was easy to fool, one mention of your name and she’s already letting me touch and fuck her.” jiwoong shrugs as he looks over at the bed, eyes landing on you sleeping after yours and his activities a few hours prior to matthew’s arrival.