#lee seoho drabble

[thru-the-grapevine]

[11:46 AM] “What is that?”

It belongs in a cartoon, the way Seoho jumps a foot and turns to face you with wide eyes.

“Nothing,” he says.

His hands are cupped together in front of him, still dripping from being under the kitchen faucet. You tsk and enter the kitchen, pulling a hand towel from a nearby drawer and moving towards him. He quickly draws his hands back to rest against his torso when you get within a foot of him, hands still cupped.

You raise an eyebrow, crouching to mop at the little puddle he’s created.

“Nothing, huh?”

The way his cheeks and ears pinken is adorable. His jaw works minutely, biting the inside of his lower lip.

“Uh-huh.”

You straighten up again and fold your arms, tilting your head to try and glimpse between his cupped fingers. “Is it something I’m going to be disappointed is in my kitchen?”

He immediately starts closing the gaps of his fingers, shrinking back against the sink. “Disappointed? Not upset?”

“I’m never upset with you, bestie,” you say, feigning shock at the mere thought. “Only disappointed.”

He pouts, and maybe it takes a conscious effort not to stare at the pretty shape of his lips. Not that you’ll admit it.

“You’re only ever disappointed with me? Never pleased or happy or….anything else?”

Maybe you want to take that as something more. But what if you’re wrong? You deflect, grinning at him. “Your distractions won’t work on me. C’mon. Show me the thing.”

He swallows, then shakes his head rapidly.

You make a face at him. “Seoho.”

He shakes his head again.

You raise your eyebrows. Well. Time to play a little dirty.

You take another step closer to him and enter his space. You audibly hear his breath pause when you lean in close, setting the damp towel on the counter next to him.

“You sure?” You ask quietly, ignoring your own pounding heart. Focus.

Seoho’s next breath sounds shaky. “Mhm.”

A smile tugs at the corners of your mouth. You lean in a little closer, indulging yourself momentarily and staring at his mouth as you fumble behind him to turn off the faucet.

“Very sure?” You ask.

When you drag your gaze away from his lips, you realize he’s staring at yours. A rush of warmth shoots through you. No. Focus.

He doesn’t answer, too distracted. Now’s your chance. Gently, still looking at his face, you take his hands in yours, prying them open carefully. He offers no resistance, and you glance down inside them.

“Oh my god,” you yelp. “Is that a frog?”

Immediately Seoho jumps back into action, yanking his hands from yours and cupping them shut again. “No.”

“It is,” you say, laughing disbelievingly. “You brought a frog into my kitchen.”

“He was outside in the grass,” Seoho says, voice insistent. “And he was covered in grass clippings and there was some in his eyes and I felt bad and wanted to clean him up—”

“It’s a frog!” You laugh, incredulous. “They live in nature, they get dirty, that’s just how it goes.”

“But it was in his eyes,” Seoho protests, looking at you imploringly. “I was just gonna rinse him off and send him back out again—”

“And you couldn’t have done this with the hose why?”

Seoho looks indignant, pouting. “Look at him. He’s just a little guy. He needs something gentler.”

You’re staring at his hands, shaking your head. “My kitchen sink?”

“Only for a minute,” he pleads. “It just looked painful, he kept blinking and the grass kept staying stuck in his eye and he looked so sad, you should have seen his little face, his eyes were…”

He keeps making his case, but you lose the thread, gazing at him. Sweet, stupid boy. The worst in the whole world. Caring about garden frogs. What if this is my final straw?

As it happens, it is. Before you can process what you’re doing, you’ve grabbed a fistful of his collar and guided him close, planting your lips on his.

It’s a wonderful, wonderful half a second. And then Seoho squawks in surprise and you’re pulled back into reality.

He leans back, blinking, eyes wide on you. “What? I….what?”

Your insides are swirling into a chaotic tornado of dismay. What were you thinking? “I….sorry. You were, um. Saying? About the frog?”

Seoho does not continue about the frog. He continues blinking at you, gaze trailing down to your mouth. You shift from one foot to another, uneasy.

“Seoho…?”

He leans in and kisses you again. It’s gentle, sincere, and suddenly you wonder how in the world you’ve gone this long without doing this. You kiss him back, unfurling your fingers from his collar and resting your hands on his shoulders. He settles his hands on the back of your arms, guiding you closer, kissing you in a way that makes you wonder if he’s thought about this, too.

You break apart to breathe, staying nose to nose.

“Seoho,” you murmur.

He hums quietly, resting his forehead on yours.

“Where’s the frog?” You ask quietly.

He’s staring at your mouth again. “Hm?”

“The frog. Where is it.”

He blinks, then stiffens, realizing where his hands are.

“Um.”

“Is there a frog loose in my kitchen?!”

He leans back, staring all around your feet and behind you with increasing urgency. Guiding you back and forth by his grip on your arms, checking around you. “I….maybe?”

Unbelievable. You start searching around your feet, as well.

“I’ll make you a deal. If you find him first, I’ll kiss you again.”

He turns to look at you so quickly you worry he’ll crick his neck. “What if you find him first, instead?”

You shrug, smiling hopefully. “You’ll kiss me?”

He stares at you, bewildered.

“That’s….the same thing.”

You grin. “Then we’d better find him, yeah?”

A slow, bemused grin spreads over his face.

“I….yeah. Okay.”

For @ranotonin

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[thesafecafe]

Plotting things, ehehehehe

𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕄𝕒𝕪

Welcome to Mommy May! Thank you to @whatudowhennooneseesyou for hosting this lovely writing event! 

A quick note: These will all be 18+, MDNI, and some will contain slightly darker topics, but each one will be properly tagged, so keep that in mind when consuming content. Otherwise, welcome and enjoy Mommy May! If you’d like to be tagged, let me know!

Disclaimer: This is fictional depiction for entertainment purposes and is not meant to be a guide or interpretation of the idols written about, and I do not believe any of them would act in this way in real life. Once again, it is fiction, and once again, you are responsible for the content you consume! And lastly, minors DO NOT interact! It makes me uncomfortable and despite what you feel, those are my boundaries, respect them. 

1: My Treasure - Seonghwa

2:  Soft Days - Lee Know

3: Take It - Hyunjin

4: Summer Nights - Felix

5: Smile for the Camera - Hyunjin

6: Love You Like Me - Seonghwa

7: Stay the Night - Lee Know

8: Die for You - Seoho

9: Villain - Key

10: Trust in Me - Taemin

11: Home Video - Seonghwa

12: Free Pass -Key

13: Size Queen - Seonghwa

14: Consequences - Felix

15: Work of Art - Ten

16: Honored Guest - Lee Know 

17: Control - Kihyun

18: Useful - Kun

19: Devil I Know - Doyoung

20: Let’s Play - Hwanwoong

21: Cravin’ - Seonghwa

22: Mommy Next Door - Taemin

23: Pretty Doll - Chanhee

24: Room 410 - Ten

25: Thrill Ride - Chanhee

26: Adore - Seonghwa

27: Say Please - Chanhee

28: Forgive Me - Taeyong

29: Unholy - Chanhee

30: Boudoir Tales - Ten

31: Wanna Be Yours - Seonghwa

Bonus: Strawberry Cream - ? (mystery for now)

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Taglist (open): @minhyuuk, @hee0soo​, @brownsugarbaybee, @legbouk, @mommyhwa , @singularity777 ,

[sxcret-garden-archive]

✧ Oneus - Seoho x fem!reader ✧ words: ~800 ✧ genre: smut ✧ prompt: against the wall, some overstimulation

It’s one of these days where your husband Seoho comes home late from work that you know something happened to make him feel frustrated. He doesn’t usually show it around people, and when you ask him what’s wrong he brushes it off with a smile. He doesn’t want to hurt or inconvenience the people around him by letting out his bad mood on them, but that doesn’t mean you can’t sense it. So today as well, you hear the entrance door falling into its lock a bit more loudly than usual, and the way his shoes hit the ground after he took them off is also quite typical for days like these. However, something’s different today.

“I made dinner for us,” you announce with a loving smile as he comes into the living room. His eyes are glued to your frame sitting there on the sofa, and he gives no answer as he walks over to you. The glint in his pupils tells you you’re in trouble, but as soon as his lips are connected to your neck you lose any will to save yourself. “What’s wrong, honey?” you ask, wrapping your arms loosely around him. “Had a bad day at work?” He puts his index finger over your lips to shut you up.

“Don’t ask.” His voice is low and silent, and instead of his finger, you soon feel his mouth over yours, nibbling on your lower lip while he pushes your torso against the backrest of the sofa. You enjoy the sensation and he pulls back far too early to take a good look at you. Some of the frustration seems to have already fallen off his shoulders. You cup his face with your hand, combing through his hair on your way to his cheek.

“You need some distraction?” you guess. He goes in for another kiss and breathes a “yes” into your mouth. As if to tell him you will gladly help him out with that, you kiss him back, your arms around his shoulders. As he starts drowning in your kisses that get more passionate, hands start wandering everywhere and you both pull each other’s clothes off. Not completely, because towards the end of it you’re both in pretty much of a rush already, but both your pants are gone and his shirt is fully unbuttoned, exposing his finely toned chest and abs. He picks you up off the sofa and keeps kissing you while carrying you to the other end of the living room and you let out a yelp when your back hits the wall. He scatters more heated kisses and little bites all over your neck and décolleté, until you can’t wait any longer.

“Babe, I need you,” you whimper. As if he had waited for you to say the words, he positions himself at your entrance, and then slowly pushes into you. He draws a long sigh from your lips and holds still for just a second.

“I love you,” he says, then starts moving. He rolls his hips against yours slowly first, though it doesn’t take long for him to pick up on speed. “Hold on to me well,” he tells you and after making sure you do so, he lets go of one of your thighs to let his hand wander up your side, pulling up your shirt with it and then giving your breast a squeeze, massaging it. You can’t do anything but cling to him as the sensations keep building up, and soon you feel his fingertips tracing a line down your stomach, eventually coming in contact with your clit. The friction of his fingertips against that sensitive spot combined with him pounding into you make you feel like you’re about to lose your mind. He keeps nibbling on your skin just below your ear, and you don’t even have the time to announce your approaching orgasm when it already hits you. You whimper and moan his name in between curses as you cum around him, clenching your teeth and distorting your face in the overwhelming pleasure. He too finds his sweet release in a matter of seconds as he can feel you coming undone in his arms like this, and when you’re both done he carries you back over to the sofa to lay you down there. Still panting, you run your fingers through his hair, brushing back a few strands.

“You okay now?” you ask, meeting his smile with a soft expression.

“I am,” he answers, leaning over to kiss your lips. “Dinner and then cuddles while watching some TV?” he suggests and you agree.

“But let’s get dressed first,” you chuckle.

[wishxiao]

one of seoho’s favorite things to do is play around and tease you. even more so when you reciprocate. the number of insiders between you is so high that sometimes you forget where they even started from because it’s so ingrained in your relationship together. he may act like your frenemy all day but come home with your favorite drink from the bubble tea place you frequent like it’s no biggie — lsh no. 01

[saltys-writings]

Oneus Masterlist

Full Masterlist

f = fluff, a = angst, s = suggestive, tw = trigger warning, req = requested

Ravn:

Spooky Confession | f, drabble - req

Ravn as your boyfriend | f, imagine - req

   Drabble Game:

“Stay here tonight.” + “Kiss me.” | f, drabble - req

“I’m a mess.” | f, a, drabble - req

Seoho:

Lollipop | f, blurb

A Year Later | f, smut

   Drabble Game:

“Kiss me.” + “Here take my sweater.” | f, drabble - req

“It’s just you and me.“ + “Hold still.” | f, a, drabble - req

Leedo:

Drifting Apart | a, drabble

One Day at a Time | a, smut 

   Drabble Game:

“I’ll keep you warm.” + “Do not tempt me.” | f, drabble - req

Keonhee:

Midnight | f, blurb

   Drabble Game:

“I need a place to stay.” | a, drabble

Hwanwoong:

   Drabble Game:

“You have no idea how much I want you right now.” + “You need to take your shirt off.” | f, drabble - req

Xion:

   Drabble Game:

“Everything is fine.” + “I love your smile.” | f, a, drabble - req

Group:

Oneus as Cats | f, misc

   Reactions:

You hiding your feelings from them | f, (a)

You being cuddly when you’re tired | f - req

Their S/O has a habit of kissing their neck | f, s - req

You taking care of them when they’re sick | f - req

Being jealous when another boy is near you | f, (a) - req

Others:

Comfort Blurbs ✨

[deobienthusiast]

Hi, I am the one who asked for the Seoho drable and I'm an idiot, I wanted to ask for number 5... got to say I loved what you did by the way... but if is ok I would like to ask for number 5 too.... sorry 😞

prompts: 5. “you deserve to be treated like the god/goddess that you are.”

warnings: mentions of an implied abusive relationship

you should’ve listened to him. you should’ve listened to your best friend, seoho, when he told you that your boyfriend wasn’t good enough for you. instead you went and defended him and the way he treated you. you pushed away seoho and allowed your boyfriend to continue to hurt you. now you sat outside seoho’s apartment, hoping that he would still be there for you and still want to help you.

knocking on the door, you came face to face with your handsome best friend. “seoho,”

he frowned. “what are you doing here?”

you went to speak but the only thing that left your lips was a sob. seoho’s eyes widened as he pulled you into his arms. if there was one thing he hated more than anything, it was seeing you cry. no matter how bad you had hurt him, he didn’t want to see you cry.

“oh baby, come on.” seoho spoke softly, pulling you into his place.

the scent of warm vanilla and cinnamon filled your nose as you hugged seoho tightly.

“i should’ve listened to you. i’m so sorry. you were right. he didn’t change, he wouldn’t change.” you cried out.

seoho shushed you. “he’ll never change, love. assholes like him never changed.”

you cried harder at how softly he was talking to you. seoho should’ve been angry, he should’ve denied helping you at this very moment, but that wasn’t in seoho’s nature. he loved and cared for you too much to leave you to hurt by yourself.

“i shouldn’t have pushed you away. i shouldn’t have chosen him over you. you’ve always been there for me, and i chose someone that used me over someone that truly cares for me.” you told seoho.

seoho smoked to himself. “he doesn’t deserve you, and you don’t deserve to be treated the way he treated you. you deserve to be treated like the goddess that you are. i should’ve tried harder to protect you, but i’m never letting you go. not anymore.”

you smiled to yourself as you felt seoho tighten his arms around you in a comforting way. “i love you, seoho! thank you for always being there for me.”

“i love you, too.” seoho whispered with a smile gracing his lips.

and he held you close all night long, showing you what true love really is.

[daybreakx]

➵ oneus seoho x reader, soulmate au (where emotions add color to your world), bit of a college au too.

➵ requested! thank you so much for sending a request,this is written in like tiny blurbs within one whole, so I hope you like it!

➵ soulmate au prompt list

➵ warnings: death of a family member (grandfather, specifically), angst (but there’s also fluff don’t worry) 

BLUE

It was a rainy day that matched your mood too well, like the sky was crying with you. This is life, it begins and it ends in the blink of an eye, but you never understood why it had to be painful to let someone go, specially when it came to the end of their life. It hurt like nothing had hurt you before, and despite everyone telling you it would be okay, in that moment, it didn’t feel that way. 

The man that had raised you like his own daughter had passed away the day before as you held his hand. Your grandfather meant the world to you, and since he’d fallen sick, nothing had been the same. You had wanted to hold on to him forever, but you knew he deserved to rest, body and soul. But you couldn’t stop your body from shaking with sobs as you watched the coffin descend into the ground, feeling completely desolated.

That was the first time Seoho ever saw the shades of blue around him, it was a beautiful color, but he also knew it meant that his soulmate was in a deep state of sadness. He could only wish that you were fine.

YELLOW

The first day of college promised to bring a lot of new things into your life. New people, a new routine, a new place to discover. It made you happy and excited, although you were just adapting to it, you knew it would be good. 

“Keonhee come back!” 

“You’ll have to catch me first, Seoho!” 

You turned to the source of the noise just in time to be run over by one of the yelling boys, the second one, named Seoho, barely managed to turn his body so it was him who took the fall instead of you. An apology left his lips as soon as you two were on the ground, normally he’d be looking for Keonhee to, at least, give him a dirty look but this time his eyes were set on you and the fact that there was a new color slowly filling his vision. The happiness of your souls finding their mate, gave the color Yellow to your worlds.

There was no need to ask if the other saw it too, because both knew you did. Instead, gently pushing you off him to stand up again, Seoho smiled, offering his hand to you.

“Lee Seoho” he smiled, a little awkward inside.

“I’m y/n” you took his hand, enjoying the feeling of electricity that ran between you.

PINK

Knowing your soulmate was one thing, feeling the intense love for them that the whole concept brings, is a completely different one. And you knew you were madly in love with Seoho, the day you started seeing pink. 

“I was really scared, it’s not funny!” Seoho grumbled, but soon brought into a smile. You were sitting together in the fields, the campus was strangely quiet and you were enjoying the calm it brought and taking the chance to spend more time with your soulmate, who was in the middle of telling a story about his childhood. 

You let another airy laugh, falling backwards on the grass as you held your middle with both hands. “I can’t believe you did that!” 

“Hey, I was nine years old” Seoho pushed your shoulder gently, looking down at you still on his sitting position but soon laying down next to you. “What about you, tell me a story about your childhood”

“There isn’t much to say” you sighed “I was a happy child, that’s it”

In that moment, Seoho remembered the first time he started seeing blue, but he didn’t want to ask questions that would make you uncomfortable, nor pressure you into a story you didn’t want to tell yet. 

“Are you thinking about blue?” you questioned as if you’d read his mind, nudging his ribs with your elbow “I was a happy child, despite that” you assured. 

“I believe you” Seoho answered, leaning over to get a good look at you “I just— I don’t want you to feel like that ever again”.

With a smile, you caressed his cheek softly, “It’s okay, Seoho, that’s just the way life is”.

“I love you y/n” he whispered then, “Not only because you’re my soulmate, I love you because you’re wonderful to me and to everyone else. And yes, I am lucky to have you as my soulmate”

“I love you too” you replied as he leaned in to kiss you, pulling you softly on top of him. 

By the time you broke the kiss and opened your eyes again, the shades of pink were now part of your world.

[soulangel]

Oneus Masterlist

Masterlist

Genre Key:

M-Mature // F-Fluff // A-Angst // S-Series // SM-Social Media

Other

Fox in the House Masterlist  FS

The Club (Discontinued) M

Reactions

Mafia Reaction to Seeing S/O After 8 Months in Jail F

S/O Enjoys Thunderstorms F

S/O Being Bullied at Work AF

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

Drinks and Kisses F

Tired Little Angel F

Moodboards

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

Cold Crush F

Moodboards

1, 

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

The Other Side F

We’ll Get Through This AF

Moodboards

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

N/A

Moodboards

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

N/A

Moodboards

Timestamps

N/A

Oneshots/Drabbles

N/A

Moodboards

[cosmichoneyedblossoms]

OT6:

Nothing Yet

Nothing Yet

Nothing Yet

“Blue”

“Leedo of Uskua”

“Perfect Imperfection” (Princely Duties)

Nothing Yet

“Midnight Blue”

“Cuddly Day at Home”

Nothing Yet

[kazooms]

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

♧ fluff

☆ angst

♡ suggestive

♤ MTL/MLT

◇ Reactions

◡̈ Headcanons

⁂ Oneshots

⇱ Drabbles

⩥ Timestamps

See more works here

The Boyz

Lee Sangyeon

Bae Jacob

Kim Younghoon

⁂ rain ♧

Lee Jaehyun

Lee Juyeon

◡̈ jealous ♧

Moon Kevin

⩥ [7:36pm] ♧♡

Choi Chanhee

Ji Changmin

Ju Haknyeon

Heo Hyunjun

Kim Sunwoo

⩥ [3:22pm] ♧

◡̈ Him as your boyfriend ♧

Son Youngjae

The Boyz

◡̈ "Kissing my Best Friend" Tiktok trend gone right (Part 1/3) ♧♡

Oneus

Kim Youngjo

⩥ [02:03am] ♧

Lee Seoho

Kim Geonhak

Lee Keonhee

Yeo Hwanwoong

Son Dongju

Oneus

MCND

Son Seongjun

Nam Seungmin

Song Minjae

No Huijun

Bang Junhyuk

MCND

iKON

Kim Jinhwan

Song Yunhyeong

Kim Jiwon

Kim Donghyuk

Koo Junhoe

Jung Chanwoo

iKON

Monsta X

Son Hyunwoo

Lee Hoseok

Lee Minhyuk

Yoo Kihyun

Chae Hyungwon

Lee Jooheon

Im Changkyun

Monsta X

NCT

Moon Taeil

Seo Johnny

Lee Taeyong

Nakamoto Yuta

Qian Kun

Kim Dongyoung

Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul

Jeong Yoonoh

Dong Sicheng

Kim Jungwoo

Huang Xuxi / Wong Yukhei

Lee Mark

Xiao Dejun

Wong Kunhang / Huang Guanheng

Huang Renjun

Lee Jeno

Lee Donghyuck

Na Jaemin

Liu Yangyang

Osaki Shotaro

Jung Sungchan

Zhong Chenle

Park Jisung

NCT 127

NCT DREAM

WayV

Seventeen

Choi Seungcheol

Yoon Jeonghan

Hong Joshua

Wen Junhui

Kwon Soonyoung

Jeon Wonwoo

Lee Jihoon

Lee Seokmin

Kim Mingyu

Xu Minghao

Boo Seungkwan

Choi Hansol / Vernon

Lee Chan

Hip-Hop Team

Vocal Team

Performance Team

P1Harmony

Choi Taeyang

Yoon Keeho

Choi Jiung

Hwang Intak

Haku Shota

Kim Jongseob

P1Harmony

GIFs

The Boyz - Drink It Teaser 1

The Boyz - Drink It Teaser 2

The Boyz - Drink It MV 1

The Boyz - Drink It MV 2

The Boyz - Drink It MV 3

[thru-the-grapevine]

[7:34 PM] Seoho could smell the takeout you brought into the apartment before you even called “I brought takeout!” into the living room.

“Oh, you angel,” he sighed, sitting up on the couch. “In here!”

You set the takeout bag on the coffee table before slipping beneath the blanket he was curled under and wrapping your arms around him, pressing your lips to his. Seoho squawked in indignation against your mouth, breaking the kiss with a shiver.

You grinned. “Your lips are really warm.”

“Yours are freezing,” Seoho said, betrayed. “What, did you stop to fish on an ice floe with a polar bear on your way back?”

You tucked herself in closer to his side, getting comfortable. “If I’d met a polar bear on my way back from getting takeout, I’d be cuddling it instead of you right now.”

“You’d better take that back.”

You glanced up at him, a smirk twinkling in your eyes. “And if I don’t?”

You squeaked in surprise, bursting into desperate giggles as he knocked you onto your back, tickling your sides.

“Take it back, angel.”

“N-never!” You laughed, thrashing against Seoho’s hands prodding along your sides.

“Take it back, or I’ll–oof!”

Your head jerked, whacking straight into his, and Seoho toppled off the couch with more drama than was necessary and lay on the floor, clutching at his face for effect.

You, of course, saw right through the act, and began positively cackling. You sounded so genuinely tickled that Seoho couldn’t help laughing, too, and for a long minute you lay there, laughing together.

“I guess,” you panted, catching your breath, “I guess cuddling you will have to do.”

“You can’t cuddle me now. You have to take me to the emergency room,” Seoho said cheerfully. “I’ve been gravely wounded by your hard head.”

“I’ll take your food back to the restaurant, I swear,” you chuckled.

Seoho grinned, winking at you as he sat up. “Bring the blanket and come sit down here with me.”

“Okay. Netflix while we eat?”

“You know me so well.”

[anabsolutemyth]

Masterlist

ONEUS

Seoho:

A Little Taste [Bloodplay smut]

Leedo:

Untitled Non-con

Group:

Needy/Pent-up Headcanon

Edged by their partner headcanon

ONEWE

Group:

Thigh Riding Headcanon

SHINEE

Minho:

Walk Home [Non-con smut]

Untitled (1) [Dubcon blowjob drabble]

Taemin:

Peony tattoo musings

A Beautiful Sight

Training Lee Taemin

Pulled the Wrong Strings

NSFW A to Z

VIXX

Group (OT6):

Kink Headcanon

PENTAGON

Group:

Sex with Pentagon & dom/sub/switch Headcanon

Wooseok:

Inked (tattoo artist smut imagine)

SUPER JUNIOR

Group (OT9):

MTL Likely to be Romantic

Leeteuk:

NFSW Alphabet

VERIVERY

Dongheon:

NSFW Alphabet

[sxcret-garden-archive]

✧ Oneus - Seoho x fem!reader ✧ words: ~900 ✧ genre: smut ✧ prompts: shower sex, striptease

“Babe, can you come help me real quick?” When Seoho shows up in the doorframe of his home’s bathroom a few seconds later, wearing an expression that’s both a bit worried and unsure about what to expect, you smirk to yourself. “Come in real quick,” you tell him, watching as he does so without verbally questioning you, but very much doing so with his body language. You chuckle and add, “Close the door.” The sound of the door being pushed into its lock echoes through the silent bathroom. You were going off to take a shower just a few minutes ago, but as you stood there in front of the mirror, thinking of your boyfriend sitting outside on the couch, a sudden loneliness overcame you, and with it an idea. You lock eyes with him.

“We haven’t… showered together in a while,” you remark, running your hands down your fully clothed body and slipping a finger under the hem of your shirt. It seems to slowly dawn on Seoho what you’re implying, because he approaches you now.

“Let me take that off for you,” he says, but you shake your head strongly, making him cease all of his movements.

“Just watch,” you demand and see him raising his eyebrows at the straightforward tone. Then you pull your shirt over your head, putting it on one of the shelves next to you. You puff out your chest and throw back your head, all while never breaking eye contact with him, and a smirk plays around your lips when your fingertips find the outlines of your own body, tracing them teasingly. “Like what you see, babe?” you question, already expecting the answer. Seoho nods, watching you almost mesmerized, unable to take his eyes off your figure. You continue leaving touches all over your body, until you dispose of your pants as well, now standing there in front of him in just your underwear. You can see how the expression on his face slowly changes, and you notice the bulge growing in his jeans, so you walk over to him and put your hands on his chest, looking up at him with a sweet but wicked smile.

“I didn’t think I could turn you on that much with so little,” you purr at him, your hands finding their way up to his shoulders, and you pull yourself up to give him a peck on the lips. With the way he looks at you now, his eyes darkened and filled with desire, you’re sure it won’t take him long to take over the lead, and the thought of it excites you. So you continue teasing him, trailing kisses down his neck and pressing your body tightly against his, so you can feel his every movement and his hard on against your own core. That’s when he suddenly takes a step away from you and pulls his shirt over his head, then closing in again to give you a passionate kiss. You can sense from the way he presses his lips against yours and how his tongue enters your mouth just how much he needs you by now. So you succumb to his touch, letting him strip the both of you of any remaining clothes, and then tumbling into the shower, still held securely in his arms. You’d think the noise of the water raining down on you two would drown out your moans, but as soon as he lifts you up and pushes into you with your back against the shower wall, you know you’ll end up being louder than that. You hold onto his shoulders for support as you share open-mouthed kisses while he tries to hold back and move his hips more slowly. 

“Babe, it’s okay,” you reassure him as your lips part. “You don’t have to hold back.” He takes your word for it and starts thrusting into you at a quicker pace, making you unable to hold back your voice. He too can’t stay quiet much longer, but goes over to nibbling at the sensitive skin on your neck to try to suppress his own moans. Your fingers reach into his soaked hair and you pull him in close, enjoying all the sensations he sends through your whole body along with the hot water running down your skin. You close your eyes when you can feel a knot building up in your lower stomach area, knowing you won’t last much longer.

“Seoho, I’m-” you utter. He immediately picks up speed, hitting that sweet spot inside of you over and over again, and soon he throws you over the edge. You throw your head back, calling out his name as you feel yourself cumming around him, and only a few thrusts later he too comes undone inside of you. He lets you get back on your own feet while still holding onto each other and trying to catch your breath.

“Baby?” he finally calls out to you. 

“What?” you breathe at him, placing a kiss onto his wet chest.

“Next time you need some help in here… be sure to call me again.” You smirk.

“I will,” you answer, and then you get on tiptoes to share another sweet kiss that tastes like him and the water still raining down on you.

[unknownarchiviste]

the neighborhood

street i: café and chill series

compilation of soft, fluffy and chill drabbles or short stories with café as the setting or with elements related to café drinks & foods

» umbrella - yeo hwanwoong  » 24/7 - kim geonhak  » iced americano - lee seoho » first date - son dongju  » obvious - lee keonhee  » favorite - kim youngjo 

street ii: us in clichés series

compilation of light, soft, and fluffy drabbles or short stories that’s all about having cliché memories with the unexpected people

» wrong flight - kim youngjo

street iii: let it snow event

a 2020 holiday special. just short, fluffy and soft fics, full of foods, gifts, chocolates, cookies, christmas lights, and winter nights.

» day 02: youngjo - red roses » day 05: seoho - cold » day 08: geonhak - okay » day 11: keonhee - scarf » day 14: hwanwoong - for you » day 16: dongju - party » day 18: youngjo - cute » full event 

street iv: on this page, i write

compilation of random short stories that i’ve written on a whim.

» page 02: just me, you, and the distance between us - yeo hwanwoong

random alley

random stories that won’t fit with any series

» firelight - son dongju | an entry for the daybreakxchallenge 1 » just love - lee keonhee | an entry for the daybreakxchallenge 2 » thief - kim youngjo | an entry for the daybreakxchallenge 3 » little things - yeo hwanwoong | an entry for the daybreakxchallenge 4 » gone - kim geonhak | an entry for daybreakxchallenge 5 » friendly date - guess who | an entry for daybreakxchallenge 6 » oneus as grishas - all of them | bullet form

travel somewhere else

[saltys-writings]

Seoho | A Year Later [M]

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Oneus - Seoho x fem. reader

Fluff, smut

Warning: NSFW

Words: ~1.7k

You met Seoho a year ago at your friend’s birthday party and inevitably fell in love with him. But ever since then you haven’t seen him or heard from him, until one year later the same friend invites the both of you to her birthday party again.

You remember this room, from back then. Back then when you two had only just met. You sat down on the sofa side by side and time flew as you talked for hours, sharing your deepest inner selves. 

You were never one to open up about yourself easily. Not that you never had the desire to, but you just didn’t feel like most people were trustworthy enough. Maybe you just didn’t want to get hurt. But with him it’s different. It was different from the start. It might have been his bright smile that caused you to feel butterflies in your stomach the first time you saw him, or it might’ve been his voice that made you feel as if you were under a spell when his friends forced him to sing a song on the karaoke machine as well. Honestly speaking, you first thought it was just the alcohol messing with your body and mind that night, but even as it was wearing off, you couldn’t help but lose yourself in Seoho’s eyes as he shyly watched you speak.

You shared your first kiss that night. He just suddenly leaned over and his lips were on yours, and without giving you time to even register what was going on, he pulled back, his eyes wide in shock. You would’ve wanted to kiss him again and to keep kissing him, but you were too shy to initiate anything. And so, disappointingly, the night came to an end, and you two haven’t talked since.

And now you’re here, a year later, at your same friend’s house, for that same friend’s birthday, and in front of you on that sofa in that narrow room sits Seoho, looking up at you with a mixture of shock and pleasant surprise in his eyes.

“What are you doing here?” you say, almost simultaneously. He turns away and smiles to himself, but still the air around you feels… tense. Tense is probably the best word to describe it. And the tension is in your limbs too, so you feel stiff as you close the door behind you and stiff as you approach him, but do not dare to sit down.

“I didn’t know you were invited today,” you say, playing with the hem of your skirt.

“Ah… I didn’t know you were here either… or I would’ve said hi sooner,” he answers and shifts a little to the right, making space for you to sit next to him. 

“Oh, can I…?” you ask, pointing to his left and he nods.

“Sure, that’s why I moved.”

So you sit.

And you sit. And the awkward silence grows.

“Say,” you both turn to each other, speaking at the same time again. This time it’s you who chuckles, and his lips form a grin.

“I haven’t seen you in so long. I was wondering what you were up to,” you admit, now staring at your knees and trying to pull your skirt over them with force. You should’ve worn pants after all. Seoho seems to notice.

“Are you cold?” he asks, without anything on himself that he could lend you to cover your body without uncovering too much of his.

“No, it’s fine,” you say. If anything, you’re starting to sweat and your ears and cheeks are growing hot. In your stomach area the fuzzy feeling from back then is coming to life again, and you wish it didn’t prevent you from concentrating on having a normal conversation with him.

“Ah, okay… Well, since you asked what I was up to…” Seoho too puts his hands on his knees, and you can imagine his current sitting position isn’t the most comfortable one. “I dropped out of school and started working. Maybe that’s why we never ran into each other again after the party last year.”

“You must be busy then,” you remark.

“Kind of,” he smiles with both his mouth and his eyes, but there lies something other than happiness in his expression. “And what about you?”

“I’m still studying. It really doesn’t get any easier, huh?” you answer.

“And everything else…?” You raise your eyebrows. “Everything you told me about last time when we were here?” A moment of silence follows, but it’s not uncomfortable this time. His question as well as his body language and the way he looks at you tell you that he still cares about you. And it makes you feel a familiar warmth inside that you haven’t felt in such a long time.

“I finally moved out,” you begin to explain. “I got a job, and beyond that my grandma helps me out financially. My parents still haven’t talked - or at least not that I know. I tried sorting things out with my mother, but she always only talks about her side and never lets me explain how I feel. My dad got back on track and has a new job, but I’m not sure if he’s satisfied with it. I mean, at least he has income again.”

“That sounds tough…” Seoho comments. “Not as tough as last year, but still tough.” You nod.

“Yeah. But I feel a lot better now.” You smile, thinking back to how miserable you were back then, knowing you’re doing better these days.

“I’m glad,” Seoho says. He smiles, honestly.

“But,” you keep talking, feeling that safety you felt the last time you were with him again. “I missed you.”

“I did too,” he admits. His hand finds its way to yours, that’s still holding onto the fabric of your skirt, and he takes it. You make eye contact. “Do you… want to continue where we left off the last time?” he asks. You feel your heart beating out of your chest as it dawns on you what that means, and with the courage you didn’t have the last time you lean forward and brush your lips against his as an answer. Without hesitation he cups your face with his free hand and kisses you back. You part after a few seconds and just stare into each other’s eyes.

“I’ve been wanting to all this time to be honest,” you whisper. He kisses you again, squeezing your hand in his before reaching for your waist and pulling you a little closer. Sweet kisses soon turn into open-mouthed ones, and the way your lips and tongues meet becomes rougher, while the butterflies in your stomach are replaced with flames that burn higher with every little touch you share. Not long after, you’re lying down on the sofa and he’s on top of you, his hand that held your face and then your shoulder now finding its way down your body on fingertips and reaches the hem of your skirt where he stops for a second. You part for air, and within mere seconds he continues kissing you, his lips wandering from the corner of your mouth to your jaw and into the crook of your neck. The soft touches tickle you, however you can soon feel his teeth grazing your skin and a moan escapes you. As if he waited for you to finally make a noise, he slides his hand under your skirt. You feel it going up your thigh and as it comes closer to your core, your skin feels hot and you close your eyes to focus only on his touch.

“Is this okay for you? Am I too fast?” he wonders out loud when he lifts his head for a second. You shake your head and throw your arms around his shoulders.

“No, keep going, please. I waited a year for this, I don’t want to wait any longer.” Holding eye contact with you for a few seconds, he stops all movements, but as soon as it dawned on him that you do, in fact, want him as much as he wants you, he immediately reconnects his lips with yours, and his hand finds your panties, rubbing your clit through the fabric. You moan into the kiss at his touch, but that only seems to fire him up more, and before you know it his other hand pulls up your shirt and he kisses his way down to your chest, his lips lingering on one of your breasts to leave a mark there while his fingers slide under your panties and into you with ease. Your moans get louder as he finds that certain spot inside of you, while his thumb keeps massaging your clit, and you hold onto him tighter.

“Don’t stop, I beg you,” you whimper, “Don’t stop.” You bite down on your bottom lip to try to keep yourself from making too much noise, but the music coming from the living room a story below would probably drown out your voice anyway. So you let go, moaning his name instead, while he calls yours.

“I love your voice,” Seoho says in between kisses all over your chest and belly. “Let me hear more, Y/N.” Failing to think straight and just following his request, you keep repeating his name as his fingers reach deeper inside you and you eventually come undone beneath him. 

As your heart rate is slowly calming down, he helps you get out of your skirt and panties, and before taking off his own shirt he pulls yours over your head. He goes back to placing softer kisses on your throat and your collarbones, finally sliding your bra off you as well, and you put your hands on his bare back, pulling him closer. You watch him unbuckle his belt and help him remove his pants, seeing his bulge straining the fabric.

“I’m not done yet, baby,” he whispers in your ear, his voice filled with his desire for you. You gulp as you anticipate what else he would do to you, and after another passionate kiss he repeats, “I’m far from done with you.”

[deobienthusiast]

Congrats on the 200!!!! I would like to ask for number 6 with oneus Seoho, fluff pls.

prompts: 6. “No, you gotta stop or I’m gonna freak out-,”

“seoho please, i’m fine.” you reassured the boy as you sat down on your couch.

he followed you through the doorway before replying. “no you’re not! you’re limping!”

okay, so maybe you weren’t fine, but that didn’t mean you were planning on telling your best friend that. seoho was very much like a mom. always asking questions and always worrying. he carries those characteristics through each and every one of the relationships he has with people, including your friendship.

seoho sat across from you as he lifted your leg. “it’s really swollen. we need to take you to the hospital.”

“no!” you yelled, catching the big by surprise. “no hospitals! then they’ll just admit me and tell me a whole bunch of useless nonsense that has nothing to do with my ankle.”

this made seoho chuckle. “oh please. i’m pretty sure they are the professionals.”

“and i’m pretty sure that those professionals still end up killing people!” you retaliated.

you watched seoho roll his eyes as he muttered out something sarcastic that you couldn’t understand before you pulled your leg from his lap.

“what are you doing now?” seoho asked.

he jumped up when you went to stand, wanting to push you back down onto the couch.

you hobbled past him, heading towards your kitchen as you winced in pain with every step you take.

“i am begging you! please sit down. stop walking on it!” seoho yelled as you waved him off.

rummaging through your kitchen to find some food, you finally resulted to hopping around which put seoho even more on edge.

seoho watched you as he continued to yell. “i’m going to kill you if you keep hopping.”

you turned around and hopped over and over in various patterns making the boy pale.

“no, you gotta stop, or i’m going to freak out-,” he was interrupted from the sudden bang that resonated through the house as he watched you fall to the ground

you groaned as you stared up at the ceiling. “seoho,”

he ran up to you, kneeling next to your figure. “what? what is it?”

“i think you better get ready to make a trip to the hospital now. i think it was my arm this time.”

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