#mark lee reactions

[tddyhyck]

mark horny boyfriend texts

parings ⇢ bf!mark x afab!reader

warnings ⇢ suggestive/18+

masterlist pt. 2

© tddyhyck

[writingzen]

CRAZY ♡‧ ⁺彡

✧ Pairing- Mark Lee x reader

✧ Summary- making out with mark lee

✧ Warnings- kissing, suggestive grabbing, hickies, all that jazz

✧ A/N- In honor of me being obsessed with mark. Hope you enjoy, if you have any questions or just wanna talk, you can always message me. Thank you!

Lips moving against eachother, slowly melting and fitting into one, like pieces of a puzzle. Something about kissing you was always so addicting, intoxicating. The way you get to make all the decisions, take full control, choosing the pace and the emotions that follow behind.

Choosing to take your precious time at first, peppering small kisses against his lips so tenderly not yet alluring him into the wonders of what his mind dreams of causing a sense of neediness to take over him as the seconds that feel like hours pass by. Little by little taking the flow leisurely as he grows impatient before allowing him to some control choosing a more passionate route.

Marks lips rush into yours, sucking and parting, granting access for his tongue to wetly slide in, only at your command. Feeling deprived, he can’t help but yearn for more while yet feeling relaxed as his muscles finally take a break, a feeling no rest day can construct for him. He honestly feels like a puppet going by your orders only.

Waiting for the opening to take you in fully instead of those teasing kisses, you gift him with. Your lips part, immediately longing for eachother as the air hits against your lonely lips that once held his. He takes the chance to turn his head slightly, hoping to gain more permission as his hand runs to the back of your neck drawing you in while his other hand tightens around your waist, kneeding the skin ever so lightly. Your arms wrap tightly around Marks neck, pulling him more intently and closely as you want, bodies pressed against one another. Though you both are close as you can get, the need to get impossibly closer is almost overbearing.

You hold back a smirk that fights to show on your face. It’s cute really, how his actions take control of him leaving his thoughts lost somewhere in his head not thinking twice as his body grows more desperate for your touch.

You lean back teasingly, craving to kiss more than just his rose plush lips. The butterflies in his stomach do back flips as you continue to lay wet kisses down his neck, sucking the sensitive skin in your mouth, marking him. Not forgetting to show affection to the mole on his neck you love so dearly as you make your way to litter kisses across the skin of his collar bone. Feeling overwhelmed from pleasure, it all makes the breath in his throat hitch. He can’t help but fall in love all over again with the lustful feeling that builds in his stomach taking over his eager body as he bites his lips harshly holding back any noise hoping for escape, letting only a soft whimper leave.

When your lips find their way back to his, he kisses you with more urgency, shoving his glossy lips onto yours as he straightens up under you. The once slow and soft kiss now completely gone, lost in the deep and stimulating yet quick pace that possess you both, having you huffing into each other's mouths. A shiver runs up your spine as his hands starts to firmly cup your waist holding you in place, stopping any unwanted movement from you, growing tried of your teasing that played him like a game. And though with this much control he still finds himself growing more small as your hands start to roam his body, drawing figures on his delicate skin, every touch being so sensual, so deliberate.

But even with everything you are both receiving that comes like a nicely wrapped present, you find yourself feeling not yet satisfied with what you are gifted, not until you get exactly what you want and more. A feeling he finds himself greedily obsessing with over and over again till he goes absolutely insane.

A smirk takes up his face as he pulls back, breath hitting against your now plump bruised lips,

“God you drive me crazy”

[markflrt]

i'm sleeping in the couch tonight | l.mk

pairing: lee mark × fem. reader

warnings: none(?

genre: fluff, crack (TikTok prank)

ara's note: I wanted to do a ot7 NCT dream reaction but I don't have enough imagination lmao, also I wanna clarify that English is not my first language and there's probably some grammar mistakes, sorry ;-;

mark arrived early today and after having dinner together, you were cuddling in the couch watching a silly romantic movie, when you suddenly remembered the prank you saw at TikTok today earlier. you weren't really sure how will he react, but nevertheless you wanted to try.

"mark" you said, that was the first part of the prank because you never call him by his name, he looked at you a little confused "what's up baby?" he says smiling, he already had sleepy eyes and looked so cute making you felt sorry for him "I think it's time to go to bed" you say kissing his cheek "but the movie didn't end yet" "I know but I feel sleepy already, don't you?" before he could say something he yawned making you smile "see? go to bed" he get up and make his way to the bathroom, and you started to prepare the couch for the prank.

when he came back he looked at you confused "are we having a sleepover at the couch or something?" you look at him "no, I'm sleeping here tonight. you can go to the bed" he rises his eyebrows surprised "wait. what?" he tries to grab your arm but you don't let him "what's wrong baby? we were ok just a few minutes ago. did I do something?" you laugh a bit finding him too cute to keep a serious face "no mark, i just wanna sleep here tonight"

he doesn't seem convinced with your answer "is it because I didn't let you hug me last night? I'm sorry baby i just felt so hot but we turn the ac tonight and you can hug me if-" "no is not because of that" "then tell me what is it" you lay down sending him a flying kiss "is nothing mark, good night"

"no baby…" he kneel down next to you and caresses your hair "tell me why are you acting like this" his voice became so soft and sad that you can't continue with the prank anymore

you get up and hug him "I'm so sorry baby is just a joke" you start to kiss his face and he looks even more confused now "what?" "I saw a TikTok prank and I wanted to see your reaction, I'm sorry" he hugs you back "that's not funny y/n, i thought something happened, but I'm glad that it was just a joke" you pout after hearing him calling you by your name and he laughs a bit. you kiss his lips slowly "don't call me y/n. call me baby" "well don't ever do that anymore please" he says. you can't help but laugh at how relieved he looks "now let's go to the bed I'm very tired" you nod and he picks you up in his arms carrying you into the room "this is the only place where you should be sleeping. with me"

[sleeping-sirens]

hey nimi, i hope you’re well! i really loved the drabble you did “morning with haechan” and i was wondering if you could write a scenario with mark maybe teaching f reader how to speak korean + every time she gets it correct, he’ll reward her with a kiss or smth (i like to think mark would actually be really affectionate to his partner) 🥹 thank you <3 this was inspired by mark helping jaemin speak english, it was such a sweet scene, here’s the link: https://twitter.com/markclty/status/1640862192810569728?s=46&t=Tq9aSdZbZ4voR3kbqgerrw

가르쳐 줘 (teach me) 𖤐 lee mark

pairing : idol mark x f reader.

genre : lots of fluffffffff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : what the request said, and i also was inspired by his moment with jungwoo in their relay cam where each had to come up with a word that starts with what the previous word that’s been said ended with (idk if i explained that right but you can watch it here if you still haven’t 🥹).

word count : 2810 words.

warnings : mark whispering that’s my girl this is a huge warning😵‍💫 and maybe suggestive towards the end? other than that everything is just so cute and wholesome 😭🥹🫶🏼

a/n : hey anon! i hope you enjoyed this! sorry it took too long i was just trying to organize my thoughts as my brain is just rotting with heachan 😵‍💫 but i wanted to prioritize your request before i can proceed with writing my haechan thoughts down haha 😋 also i wanted to thank you for reading and enjoying my morning with haechan drabble that’s so sweet from you!!🫶🏼🥹 and i would be EXTREMELY happy if you could tell me what you think of this through an ask😭 i’d love to hear your opinion as i already did a request before this one and i’ve never gotten any feedback so i was a bit sad :(( anywayssss without further ado, please enjoy!!💘💞💕💖💗💓

masterlist

buy me a coffee🥹🫶🏼

the kitchen was quiet again after you turned off the water boiler. with the tea bags already tucked inside the two mugs on the counter, you poured the hot water and watched as it quickly changed its color, from clear to deep red. the steam created small clouds that kept disappearing into the air as you took your mug in both hands to warm your palms before placing it on a platter, followed by your boyfriend’s.

the gloomy weather outside made you feel calm and collected, and your body moved smoothly around the kitchen as you tried to cut some pieces of cake, along some strawberries and bananas for you and your boyfriend to munch on while chilling in the living room. it was a sunday, a rare day for mark to have some rest and just relax at home and you were so happy that you guys were going to spend some time together after ages of him being busy.

from the small distance separating the kitchen and the living room, you could hear him talking on the phone. you heard him say 엄마 (eomma) a few times, and you could easily understand that he was talking to his mother on the phone. other than that, you were quite clueless about what he was saying.

sometimes you’d feel so left out of his life, you wanted to be part of everything that made him be the person that he was today. mark never once made you feel a difference because of the language barrier, you guys communicate easily in english but sometimes you just wish you could understand more than just a few words of his mother tongue.

you bit your lip slightly as you gazed at him from your standing position in the kitchen. his voice was smooth, almost dripping with warm honey, the words sounding more gruff and slurred than usual, which signaled that he was indeed relaxed but also very tired that just one day of rest won’t be enough to make it up for all the work load that’s been on his shoulders.

your eyes softened on him, your tea long forgotten as you just relished in the sound of his small and sweet voice. he looked so cute curled up in the far side of the couch, head lying in the arm rest as his fingers raked mindlessly through his disheveled blue strands of hair.

his eyes would close for longer seconds and sometimes he would just opt for humming an answer instead of taking the time to formulate a coherent one. your heart swelled as you looked at him.

“my baby…” you sighed under your breath.

your gaze was lingering on him too long he felt it burning on his skin, which made him throw a look up in your direction. his tongue poked the corner of his mouth while a smile bloomed on his lips, his eyebrows jumped up his forehead into a questioning look, asking you if you were okay with a tilt of his face but you just smiled at him, shaking your head.

“tell her i said hi,” you whispered to him and he nodded in response, quickly translating your phrase into korean.

you were fascinated to say the least, you’ve always been. the way mark quickly switched from english to korean, or sometimes mixing both the languages in one phrase was effortlessly attractive to you.

at first you tried to learn the language secretly from him, thinking about surprising him with it in the future, but as you went on, your hopes have diminished as it got harder with every grammar lesson, and not to start talking about the vocabulary… mark knew that you started learning korean and everyday he would be so proud to be with someone like you, to be loved by someone like you.

the fact that you decided to sacrifice some time out of your day to learn the language that he grew up with, the language that linked him with his family and his roots, the language in which mark felt home made him fall even deeper in love with you. and he was always so happy to help you with it.

“i’ll never be enough for you,” you sniffled, letting go of the pencil you had between your fingers before hugging your knees closer to your chest.

when mark saw the effort you were making in learning his mother tongue, his heart swelled and grew larger inside his chest, that he wanted to physically grab it and put it back in its place.

“sweetheart, why haven’t you told me?” he scooted closer to your body that was sitting on the floor, pushing your notebook and pencil case aside and engulfing you in a warm embrace. “i could teach you,” his fingers gently rubbed your arm in a comforting manner. he made you feel so loved with just small and tender touches.

“you would?” you whispered, finally looking up at him.

mark wiped your tears with the back of his index finger, a love foolish smile illuminating his face. “of course i would. let me see your notebook, we’ll start with the basics.”

that was the conversation you guys had a few weeks ago and since then, mark has never stopped taking some time to help you learn the language little by little.

when the call with his mother ended, you grabbed the platter with the tea mugs, cake and cut up fruits and went to sit next to him on the couch.

“how’s your family?” you asked as you handed his tea mug over to him.

“thanks babe,” mark sat up straight and quickly took the cup from your hands, giving you a quick peck on the lips as a thank you before he answered your question. “they’re doing good, they’re on a vacation in gangwon right now.” he talked before taking a sip.

“really? it’s cold right now to be in a beach area,” you wondered, plopping a strawberry inside your mouth.

“exactly,” mark swallowed his cake bite, “their plan was to see the snow on the beach.” his eyes traveled up to give you an encouraging look, the words being something you knew the translation to them in korean.

you quickly understood your assignment. “해변에 눈 (haebyeon-ae noon),” you smiled as you answered confidently.

“good job, babe,” he scrunched his nose at you, following it by a bright smile. “let’s see if you can translate another word, how about that?”

“mark, this is supposed to be your rest day,” you laughed, leaning on his shoulder.

“i am resting,” he reassured, his hand reaching out to secure your head on his shoulder when you wanted to pull away from his body. this little action was enough to send your heart into a frenzy of heartbeats and butterflies.

“mmm,” mark hummed, the vibrations of his voice spreading throughout your body and making you feel at ease. “if you could tell me what we’re doing right now, in korean, i’ll reward you with something.”

“what would that be?” you asked, wittingly.

“the reward?”

you hummed as a yes.

“i’ll let you know when you give an answer, and it needs to be right.”

“mark,” you whined. “that’s unfair!”

“how would that be unfair babe,” mark laughed, his body rocking along yours. “i know you can do it, come on.”

“uhmm, right now we are…” you started thinking, the words coming inside your brain in english first. “drinking tea?”

“yes…in korean?” mark encouraged you to continue.

“지금…“

”ooooohhhhh,” mark reacted too quickly, rubbing your arm and tapping on it encouragingly, already being impressed by you translating one of the most basic words in korean. you were so proud and so happy that he easily made you feel so confident.

“차를 마셔요 (cha-reul masheoyeo)” you articulated slowly, still very much unsure of your translation skills.

“very good baby,” mark pecked your temple. “but what did we learn about actions that are currently happening in time? right now it’s like you said “we drink tea” but there’s a specific way to say “we’re drinking tea”, you remember?”

you hummed in question again. “마시고 있어요 (mashigo isseoyeo)?”

“very good job baby!” mark ruffled your hair and engulfed you in a big hug, pressing your face in his chest. he was very happy and excited that you got it right.

you were happy as well and you started giggling out of nowhere. “let’s do something else.”

“oooohhhh we’re confident now, are we?” he joked which made you slap his chest gently.

“you told me there was a reward, so i’m all in or nothing.”

“okay,” mark chuckled, scratching his chin. “how would you say that the weather is cold outside and you just wanna chill with your talented and handsome boyfriend?”

“that’s intermediate level mark, i’m still a beginner.”

“come on babe, i know you can do it.” he made you pull away from his chest and positioned you to be sitting in front of him on the couch. he stretched his legs in a way that you would be sitting between them before he wrapped them behind your back and pulled you closer to his body.

the heat raised to your ear at his swift movement and the proximity of his body made your heart beat like crazy. mark’s hands reached for your thighs and spread them so he could be positioned in the middle of them as well, before helping you wrap them around his waist.

inside your head, you just tried to control your breathing. your brain felt mushy, thoughts evaporating while your ears buzzed with exhilaration. your pupils dilated as you fixated mark’s face, your gaze zeroing on the mole on his face to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

“babe?” he tapped on your cheek and chuckled when he saw your flustered state. “you’re zoning out, there’s a reward remember?”

“yeah…yes! the reward,” you laughed nervously, wondering what the reward would be. you were already trembling and your heart was palpitating with mark’s face being so close to yours, you could feel his breath fanning over your skin.

“okay, let’s start with translating “the weather is cold outside” first, then we’ll go from there.” he guided you.

you nodded, clearing your throat. mark’s hands rubbed your knees, massaging all over the area to help you relax and concentrate but you were failing miserably as the only thing you could think of was how he was touching you.

you felt so bad ruining such a wholesome moment with your intrusive thoughts but you were just so in love with mark that every little touch still made you feel all giddy.

you bit your lip, inhaling deeply from your nose.

“don’t be nervous,” mark whispered, nodding his head to encourage you to speak.

“추워 (chuweo)…”

“come on babe, give me a full sentence.” he smiled but you just couldn’t get your brain to function properly, you could neither return the smile nor think of what to say. “what did we say about the weather? you learned this word not long ago.”

“i know it starts with an “N”…” you mumbled, your eyes looking everywhere.

“right!” he exclaimed, leaning in to give you a small kiss on the cheek. “here’s a small reward for remembering the start of the word.”

your heart was going to burst out of your chest at how kind and patient mark was with you. and you tried so hard to get the sentence right so you could see his proud smile blooming on his face again.

“날씨가 추워요 (nalssi-ga chuwoyeo)-“you stopped before he could react, “mark i don’t know how to say outside in korean,” you pouted, looking down at your fiddling fingers.

“it’s okay baby, you’re doing so good already.” he ruffled your hair again before noticing your fiddling fingers. he placed his palms on your hand in a calming manner. “in korean it’s okay to drop the word outside in a sentence, just saying the weather is cold (날씨가 추워요) is enough. but in case you want to use it in a sentence in the future, outside is 밖 (bakk). if you want to use it, you need to pair it with 에 (e) or 은 (eun), depends on the sentence.”

you listened carefully to his explanation, while playing with his fingers instead of fiddling with yours.

“so the full sentence would be 밖은 날씨가 추워요 (bakk-eun nalssoga chuwoyeo)?”

“exactly! good job baby,” mark clapped as he saw the relieved smile appear on your face. “now for the second part of the sentence.”

“what was it again? the second sentence?” you sheepishly asked, laughing nervously.

mark raised his eyebrow at you, a poor attempt at flirting with you and you laughed so hard at that. he started leaning closer to you, with his eyebrow still raised. you tried to stop him from getting closer by putting your hands on his shoulders, both of you laughing so hard at each other.

“mark what are you doing?” you asked through the fit of laughter that was going on between you. mark bit his lip, exaggerating his flirtatious action.

“maaaark,” you whined. “stop!” your stomach hurt from how hard you were laughing and he was laughing just as hard as you.

“okay okay,” he surrendered, raising his hands in defeat. “the sentence was “i just want to chill with my talented and handsome boyfriend” now come on.”

“is talented and handsome mandatory?” you laughed, rolling your eyes jokingly.

“of course! if you want to learn korean, you need to know the right words to compliment me with,” he tilted his head to the side, his long fringe draping over his round eyes, “or nah?” he whispered the last word, his voice going an octave deeper.

you cleared your throat. “right, of course, but i only know handsome in korean.”

“mmhm,” mark hummed, squinting his eyes. “that’s not bad already. you know what, skip talented, let’s leave it for a later session, how about that?”

you laughed at his attempts at flirting with you. he was just so cute and so effortlessly attractive with just acting boyish and love foolish. and you loved him just the way he was. you loved his nervousness and you loved the way he would stumble upon his own words sometimes. but most of all, you loved how he always made sure to show you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. with his encouragement and kind words always warming your heart, you were certain that your heart was in good hands.

you loved him openly and without any restraints. never once being afraid of him breaking your heart. and you promised to be just as good with him as he was with you.

without realizing it, you leaned closer to his cheek where you placed a soft kiss on his skin. and he gave you a questioning look. “thank you for being patient with me mark.”

he smiled as a response. “of course babe.” he rubbed your hand with his thumb before nudging you to continue your assignment.

“okay, so… we said 밖은 날씨가 추워요, now we’re gonna say…잘 생긴 남자 친구와 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa) chill…how do we say chill in korean?”

“just go with chill, that’s alright.” mark smiled.

“okay,” you nodded. “잘 생긴 남자 친구와 chill하고 싶어요 (jalsaeng-in namjachingu-wa chill-hago sipeoyo).”

“perfect!” mark smiled so bright, squeezing your cheeks between his palms until your lips pouted. “that’s my girl,” he whispered before leaning closer to you and kissing you softly on the lips.

your breath hitched inside your throat, and mark noticed it and tried to calm you down and help you get into the kiss by playing with the hair on your nape. he smiled into your lips when you started kissing him back, sneaking your hands around his waist. eagerly, mark brushed his hands down your back before clutching on your thighs and helping you sit on his lap, without breaking the kiss.

“you did so good today you deserve to be kissed until you lose your breath.” mark whispered, his soft breath numbing your puffy lips, making them feel tingly and itching for another kiss.

“is that my reward?” you breathlessly asked, wrapping your arms around his neck, your nose brushing over his.

“you don’t like it?” he looked up at you with hooded eyes. he looked worried, and you played with his neck to show him just how much you loved to be kissed by him.

“i love it!” you breathed out, finally crashing your lips on his, making him emit a low hum from his throat.

did someone say you prepared some cut up fruits for the both of you to enjoy on his rest day? those didn’t even compare to the plenty of kisses you guys were going to give each other.

[outro-jo]

baby makes three

pairing: nakamoto yuta x mark lee x reader (gn)

type: imagine

summary: your boyfriends are great at reassurance

warnings: slight angst, suuuuperr affectionate bf yuta, established polyamorous closed triad relationship, idol au, lots of petname usage, slight spice at the end but nothing in detail, fluffy boys 🥰

a/n: self-indulgence alert 🙃

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mark entered the apartment in his usual fashion. the door opened and shut then he let out his usual sing-songy “yuta~” call. you normally found it adorable but something about it today added to your bruised feelings. as you tossed vegetables around in the pan, you ruminated on your brain’s bullying thoughts that you were the extra in the relationship. 

over a year ago, yuta had discussed the idea of the three of you no longer just being friends. no longer denying your feelings between the three of you and finally be in a relationship together. the little voice in the back of your head kept nagging at you because you hadn’t known either of the boys as long as they had known each other. their chemistry was undeniable, even their fans could see that, and they obviously loved you… or they said they did. the little dark voice in the corner of you mind kept telling you that you were just a tool to get them together. they didn’t love you as much as they loved each other. 

some days that voice was just a whisper but on days like today it was loud and repetitive, it demanded to be heard. it stole every bit of your attention. even now with dinner starting to burn on the stove and mark trying to bring you back to reality.

“hey, baby, where are you right now?” he asked softly. his arms were around your waist and he was kissing the shell of your ear.

“sorry.” you finally snapped out of it feeling your cheeks burn with embarrassment as you quickly turned off the eye to the stove.

yuta wandered over from his seat on the sofa. he had left you alone to cook but he was starting to realize that you probably needed him more than you let on. the memories of the evening started to replay in his mind. when he got home you were pleasant enough but on analyzing your actions and tone of voice, you did seem a bit distant. he wrote it off before as you possibly bring tired or having a long day but something told him it might be a bit more than that.

“darling, are you ok?” he asked gently.

“i’m fine!” you attempted to lighten your tone but both boys knew you too well and weren’t buying it. 

mark took your busy hands in one of his, the other setting the knife down carefully to gain your full attention. yuta now coming over to you with a hand at your lower back. both pairs of eyes were soft with eyebrows knitting together in concern for you.

“baby, please talk to us. where’s your head at?” mark pleaded for you to open up.

ironically when the three of you began your relationship, it was you that stressed the importance of communication if this relationship was going to work. in the first week you all talked through potential concerns like jealousy and how you wanted to handle dating and ~bedroom activities~ but now a new topic of concern had emerged. truthfully, you felt a bit stupid for feeling this way so you kept these thoughts to yourself. it was selfish and you knew that, but you just couldn’t bear to open up the way you knew you needed to.

“no! i’m fine a promise!” you did your best to give them a genuine smile with your lie. “i’m just tired.”

yuta leaned in, resting his head on your shoulders as his arms snaked around your waist. he couldn’t help but be affectionate. it’s who he is. 

mark was still persisting. “no, that’s not it. when you’re tired you’re all over us. did something happen at work? is it your family? baby, whatever it is we wanna be there for you. will you let us?” 

your heart clenched. mark always had a way of breaking down your walls. it was sure but still gentle, always reassuring you that he and your other boyfriend were a safe place. they would love you no matter what and hold you up when needed.

“it’s stupid.” you whispered as the tears formed in your eyes.

“never.” yuta said and kissed the tears that fell down your cheeks. 

mark raised a hand to wipe your other cheek with his thumb. “he’s right, angel, you aren’t stupid and your concerns are valid. let us in, baby. c’mon.”

with your hand still in his other one, mark led you over to with couch, yuta in tow. once the three of you were settled, one boy on each side of you, you let out a deep breath and prepared to let out the thoughts you’d been holding in for so long.

“sometimes i feel…” you paused.

yuta rubbed your knee to reassure you to go on.

“i feel like i’m kind of a third wheel. like you two would be happier if it were just the two of you. like i’m what brought you together but i’m not meant to be a third.” you finally said it. your head and shoulders dropped almost in shame. 

mark and yuta shared a pained look before yuta took your face to make you look at him.

“that’s not true. nothing could be further from the truth, my love.” he said firmly before kissing your cheek repeatedly. 

“hyung’s right, babe. do you know how much i thought about you today? i couldn’t stop. i feel an ache in my chest when i leave you both and it’s like when i come home, i feel like i can breathe again.” he brought your hand up to his chest to emphasize his point.

“mm, i told taeyong i was sick at practice just so i could leave early and see you!” yuta suddenly said.

“you’re welcome for covering for you, by the way.” mark deadpanned, earning himself a quick thank you kiss on the lips from the eldest. 

“i know, but i haven’t known both of you as long as you two have known each other.” you pleaded your case.

mark shook his head, “babe, that doesn’t matter!”

“yeah! it just means i had to work harder to get mark to love me. you’re so incredible, mark was simping from the moment he met you.” yuta teased.

“i’m regretting teaching you ‘simp’,” mark half joked. “but he’s not wrong. i fell for you so fast.”

“me, too.” yuta agreed.

“i’m sorry, loves. i told you this was stupid.” you cringed at yourself.

yuta shook his head at you before leaning in to kiss all over your face making you giggle. mark hadn’t let go of your hand from the time you started speaking. 

“dude, stop saying that! it’s not stupid. i was reading these kinds of feelings are normal in relationships like ours.” mark tried to put your mind at ease.

“mark lee reading polyamory books?” you teased him amidst yuta’s affections.

“hey, i read!” he shot back. 

“who knew.” yuta mumbled in between kisses.

“yo, that’s not fair! also it’s my turn.” he took your face and began copying yuta.

both of them now attacking your face with kisses. you let them for a few seconds, giggling at their antics until you got a little overwhelmed.

“ok! ok! i get it!” you laughed. 

mark pulled back first while yuta got in a few more before sitting back. two of his fingers tucked under your chin to turn your head his direction.

“you’re so important to us, y/n. there is no us without you.” yuta told you intently. an almost fiery look in his eyes wanting to make sure you felt every word you said. 

“we love you so much.” mark confirmed. 

the two boys leaned in to envelope you in a tight hug. you felt so warm and safe in their arms. 

“mark.”

“yeah, love?”

“i think our baby needs some reminders of how much we love them.” 

though you couldn’t see his face, you could hear the smirk in yuta’s voice. 

mark leaned back, his eyes sparking with mischief, “i couldn’t agree with you more, baby.”

the boys took each of your hands in theirs and took their time that night to show you just how much you meant to them.

[markicantwait]

I had this thought popping up lately for some reason???? But what about Mark who is jealous of his ex girlfriend's ex who is a girl

Let's say his ex is bi, and she had this ex who is "you" and for some reason the conversation about sex life is bringing up to the table and she mentioned how good sex was with you, so Mark gets a little jealous and shy (and kinda turn on)

So after his breakup with this girl, you for another some reason seems to appear everywhere, like on his social media, even at the club he went all the time, and like he didn't knew you at all, so one night at the club the alcohol gives him the courage to talk to you, and oh lord.

You were just so pretty in person, so chill and nice and he kinda now understands why his ex was with you. He didn't told you about your mutual ex, until a few shots later

"Yeah, she said you were good at everything"

"Oh, she did? That's so nice from her, I think I'm a good amount of "good" at everything"

"Mmm, she said you were good"

And when he said that looking at your lips, then your eyes, you understand what type of good hes talking about. Dont get you wrong, you hate when dudes sexualize your love choices, but after the flirting, the shots and the not so friendly touches between Mark and you, you can't be mad, when all you wanna do is kissing the hot boy in front of you.

So it happens, but it's hard bc you both are used to lead, be the top or whatever you called. So now in the club's bathroom, tongues, hands, heavy breaths and curses you can't think about give up "your position" and neither can Mark.

"Should I show you how good am I? I bet she told you how good my fingers and tongue are"

Fuck, Mark think

"I bet not as good as mine. You wanna trying them? Who cum first pay for the uber back"

Okay, so... who did comes first.

[badalivie]

[2:46 AM]

The first time Mark woke up that day, he was thirsty. He blinked his tired eyes open and saw the sky outside was still dark, the stars still blinking brightly. Instinctively, he reached a hand behind him to check if you were there. Warmth. He smiled to himself, turning to face your sleeping figure. He gently brushed stray pieces of hair away from your face and planted gentle kisses on your nose, cheeks, and forehead. He couldn’t believe you were actually here with him, and god, he was absolutely smitten with you. Pulling you closer against his body, resting his chin on your head, he slowly forgot the dryness in his throat as he fell asleep once again.

The second time, it was around 11 am. He shuffled under the duvets, groaning as he felt a stiffness in his neck and arms. Again, he reached behind him. Cold. He must be wrong. He waved his hand across the other side of the bed. Nothing but cold sheets. Mark’s eyes bursted open. He jolted up. You were gone. He glanced around his room. Your clothes, your shoes, everything was gone. Its like you were never there at all.

He felt his heart thump against his chest. You couldn’t have left him. You said you would stay, you promised. How could you leave after he fucked you into the next universe and professed his love for you. He practically jumped out of bed and rushed to his bathroom. Empty.

“Y/n?”

He called, voice trembling. He checked the guest room, empty.

“Y/n!” He felt tears beginning to form in his eyes, he felt like his world was crashing down. He didn’t even have time to put on a shirt, just running through his house in his loose pajama pants. His tears finally started running down his cheeks, finding more empty rooms with no sign of you. He was beginning to slow down, the feeling of defeat sinking in. That was when he walked into the kitchen. There you were, mixing what he assumed was pancake batter in a large bowl. You wore one of his sweaters which was much too large for you, along with your tiny shorts that he loved.

“Y/n.” Did you not hear him call? He thought you left him, he felt his heart tearing at the seams and you were here this whole time. A wave of relief washed over him, finally smiling while he wiped away his tears. Mark walked towards you and wrapped his arms around your waist from behind.

“Baby?” You lowered the headphones you were wearing when you felt the warmth of Mark’s body press behind you. “Good morning to you too~ I’m making us brunch and threw our clothes from last night in the washer. I hope you don’t mind~” You put down the spoon you were holding to rub his arms when you felt that he wasn’t actually wearing anything. “Mark! Its cold what are you doing-“ You spun around to look at him when you saw his tear stained cheeks. “Mark, baby, what happened?” You cupped his cheeks, wiping away his tears.

He sniffled with a smile on his face “Nothing… Im just-… I’m happy you’re here. I thought you left me…” He lowered his head, now quietly laughing at himself out of embarrassment.

“Oh honey” You kissed his cheek and watched as he squirmed in your hold, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. “I love you, I would never leave you.”

Mark felt his heart flutter at your words. He couldn’t help but place his arms on your back near your shoulders and pull you in for a sweet kiss. You felt the way he grinned in between the kiss as his hands began to roam your body, gently caressing every inch of skin he could reach.

He held you close, tightly, needily, like you’d disappear if he let you go even for a second. “I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me to.” You smiled, pulling away and placing your arms on either side of his head, resting on his shoulders.

“I’ll hold you to that. I don’t plan on letting you go. Ever” He grinned, resting his hands on your waist.

“I love you.”

[yakuly]

Golden Hour | Mark Lee

Pairing: Idol! MarkLee x NonIdol!FemaleReader

Words: 3.775

Warnings: Conteúdo BASTANTE sugestivo, Mark chamando a leitora de "boa garota", menção básica de amassos e de insinuação ao sexo (se tiver mais alguma coisa, me avisem pfvr:))

Summary: Mark lança uma música nova, e quer ver a reação da good girl dele ao ver pela primeira vez...

N.a: Eu sei que essa é provavelmente a milionésima fanfic que vocês lêem do Mark com Golden Hour, mas eu não pude evitar... Ele tá tão gostoso chamando o fandom de good girl, que foi a última gota. Espero que gostem dessa aqui tbm!

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Mark realmente valoriza sua opinião. Toda vez que ele tem um comeback, você é a primeira pessoa fora do grupo a ouvir, e desta vez não foi diferente.

Ele está muito animado com o lançamento de "Golden Hour". Quando ele produzia com seus amigos, ele chegava em casa muito animado porque sentia que era "a" música, e você não duvidou nem por um segundo.

Mas o problema é que Mark também tem outro motivo para estar tão animado para você ouvir, mas ele simplesmente não conseguiu dizer. Ao escrever, ele pensou em você e surgiu uma fala específica, e desde então, ele quer muito ver a sua reação.

Ele fez você prometer que não ouviria até que ele chegasse em casa, e você obedeceu. Quando ele finalmente chegou, ficou claro como o dia, como ele estava animado e cheio de energia.

Mark fez você sentar no sofá, preparou a tv e curtiu o show. Sem saber como ele estava sentado no sofá para observar suas reações, você prestou muita atenção na tela.

Foi bom. Muito bom. É inegável que Mark é um cara gostoso, mas vê-lo naquele videoclipe, sua voz baixa e rouca, sua atitude mais o baixo da guitarra... Foi demais para absorver. E então veio, batendo forte...

"Ladies waited for me, good girl"

E ele viu. Ele viu como seus olhos ficaram um pouco maiores, como sua respiração ficou presa e você se moveu um pouco em seu lugar. Quando acabou, você respirou fundo e olhou para ele. Mark tinha um sorriso malicioso no rosto, e você não conseguia se concentrar em seus lábios. Seus lábios que disseram aquelas palavras pecaminosas segundos atrás.

"Então?" Ele perguntou, inclinando-se para mais perto de você, e mais uma vez sua respiração ficou presa. Tossindo um pouco, você sorriu e pensou em algo legal que pudesse combinar com a casa que você sentia a respeito. "Você é realmente outra coisa, Mark Lee", você disse se inclinando para beijá-lo, mas antes que pudesse, ele não deixou, fazendo você fazer um beicinho.

"Que parte você mais gostou?" Ele perguntou, seu sorriso ficando mais largo. Você quase revirou os olhos, mas queria muito beijá-lo, então disse a primeira coisa que lhe veio à mente: "quando você ligar para o Ramsey"

Mark então riu um pouco, mas só porque ele viu você, mas ele queria saber de você. As mãos dele foram para o seu rosto, acariciando sua bochecha, demorando-a em sua mandíbula, segurando seu rosto com mais firmeza.

A ação pegou você completamente de surpresa, fazendo você suspirar. Lee baixou a voz, tornando-a áspera como na música, "tem certeza, baby?" Assim que ele terminou de falar, seu polegar foi até seu lábio inferior, soltando-o suavemente. "Eu vi você, por que você simplesmente não diz isso?"

"Você realmente precisa que eu diga, né?" Você olha para ele, quase irritada com suas travessuras, mas na verdade, excitada por ela. Ele não precisava responder dessa vez, então você apenas admitiu "tudo bem, gostei quando você disse boa menina"

Mark sorriu, foi a última coisa que você viu antes de ser completamente engolido por ele. Os lábios dele finalmente se encaixaram nos seus, de uma forma carente, mas sensual. Ele estava realmente no momento, aproximando seu rosto do dele, uma das mãos em seu cabelo e a outra apertando fortemente sua coxa.

"Que boa menina" ele se afastou por um segundo apenas para dizer isso, e foi aí que você perdeu o tempo de se controlar. Você então o empurrou contra o sofá e puxou seu próprio corpo para o colo dele. É a vez dele ficar com os olhos arregalados e puro choque, mas diversão. "Merda, baby, se eu soubesse que você gostava disso, eu teria feito a música há muito tempo" ele disse, sorrindo contra seus lábios.

"Se quisesse me chamar de boa garota tão ruim assim, não precisava fazer uma música", você disse depois de deixar beijos pelo pescoço dele. Você segura o rosto dele antes de continuar "tudo o que você precisa fazer é dizer"

Seus lábios não conseguiam ficar separados por mais tempo, e as mãos dele definitivamente adoravam segurar e agarrar suas coxas e bumbum. Fato que você não reclamou nada, já que estava ajudando você a se mexer no colo dele, sentindo a calça jeans dele ficar apertada.

"Querido, você tem um problema muito grande" você usa a letra dele contra ele, depois de fazer o rosto dele se afastar um pouco do seu, agarrando o cabelo dele, fazendo-o gemer.

Mark sorriu pela nona vez naquele dia, antes de se levantar, e te pegar de surpresa, levando você com ele "Minha boa menina vai me ajudar?" Ele dá um tapa forte na sua bunda, fazendo você gemer em seus ouvidos, rindo antes de dizer "enquanto você continuar me chamando assim, você pode o que quiser".

[justwritedreams]

2000'S SONGS THAT REMIND ME OF THE DREAMIES

MARK: Hanging By A Moment by Lifehouse. Probably my favorite song of all time. That easy love that fills you in a way that it seems no other will be the same and that makes you happy to be in love. The kind that you want to give up everything you have and run to him without worrying about where to go and what to do.  JENO: Badaboom by B2K. He gives me this vibe of sexy love that leaves you breathless and with goosebumps every time and the wide smile of someone who is falling in love hard. The one you just surrender without feeling an ounce of guilt because you really want it.  HAECHAN: Impossible by Shontelle. The young and unforgettable love. The feeling of first love that no matter how much time passes, is always remembered, the kind that consumes you and living without seems really impossible and painful. The one you throw yourself into even though you know you have to be careful. 

RENJUN: The Man Who Can’t Be Moved by The Script. The one you could never get over. Because it's that simplistic and intimate love that every little detail matters and without him everything seems to be colorless, miserable. That type that no matter the distance, hearts miss each other.  JAEMIN: My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson. The one you can't live without. That light and silly love that really has a piece of you that would take all the fun out of your life. Letting go is not an option and you get attached so easily that it's impossible to imagine your life without. CHENLE: I’m Yours by Jason Mraz. That love that just happened, that arrives unannounced. That gives you that butterflies in your stomach every time, no complications, no denials. You accept without question because it's obvious. JISUNG: Yo (Excuse Me Miss) by Chris Brown. The love that started with a crush, a little shy and cute one that is rocked by the dance steps and that caught your attention. Younger and yet with a mature way that makes you bite your lip to hide that silly smile, the kind you would trust to hold your hand and lose yourself in the rhythm while the last dance is yours. 

[eunsoyi]

a/n : gamer!y/n & noob marky? 👀

mark was livid.

why, for the love of god, does he find this childish, ridiculous, nonsensical game called minecraft so difficult?

to be fair, he wasn’t necessarily a gamer unlike his other members. sure, he had played video games before, but it wasn’t exactly a priority since he was too engrossed in his job. that is, until you came along.

you, the person who inevitably stole his heart, the person who he’d catch the stars and the moon for without question, was subsequently the biggest video game addict he had ever met.

when the two of you started dating, he noted that your favorite game was minecraft because it ‘relieved your stress’, as per your words (he knew minecraft existed prior to this day, he just thought it was a children’s game, so your words shocked him to some degree).

in order to become a good boyfriend, mark thought it was only right for him to indulge in your interests.

he had downloaded the game and played in survival mode (“it’s more fun that way!” you had said). four hours in and he can’t even properly design a house without a creeper blowing up his property constantly and zombies running around attacking him whenever he goes out at night. to add insult to injury, he got lost in the caves more than twice trying to scour for iron and whatnot, and lost his things in the process without hope of recovering them!

he hit the keyboard lightly in frustration and to your amusement. “it’s just a game, marky-poo.”

“this is so. .” he groaned.

“stupid?“ you chimed.

“yeah!” he exclaimed. “i’m sorry for saying this but this feels too tacky and difficult and— i just hate this.”

you giggled and attempted to sit on his lap, and then caressed his hair. “awww, it’s ok baby. maybe try playing in creative mode?”

he pouted, wrapped his arms around your waist and snuggled into your neck. “creative mode’s for kids.”

“the whole game’s for kids!”

mark let out a chuckle. “that’s true. but you know what’s for adults?”

you narrowed your eyes. “what?”

“kissing.” he joked and puckered his lips at you. you feigned disgust and jokingly pushed his face away. eventually, you gave in and peppered small kisses on to his face, and then finally giving a chaste one on his lips.

“i’m never playing minecraft again.”

“it’s ok, i love you even if you suck!”

“you really shouldn’t say that cheerfully because it pains me, y/n.” he rolled his eyes and kissed your cheek once more.

[automaticwritie]

Mark Reacting To His Little Sister Debut

Requested

First of all Mark would be the kindest and the most supportive brother 24/7.

And it wouldn't be any different when he learns about your debuting news.

He would jump like a child with you out of exciment and scream out of his mind.

And probably sheds one or two tears.

But he wouldn't accept it lol.

Also he would be a little bit worried about you.

If you could handle the stress or the rude people or the tiredness...

But even if you'll have to go through all these because of your dreams which you accomplished, he knows he would be there for you.

Mark supports you publicly once you debut. No matter what his or your agency tells him.

He will be always there for his little sister.

[tddyhyck]

nct dream as situationships

pairings ⇢ nct dream x reader

warnings ⇢ suggestive / sex mentioned

© tddyhyck

[mrkis]

nct dream reaction :: getting horny unintentionally

𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗? 〚YES〛/ 〚𝗡𝗢✗〛 ⟶ requests are closed.

AUTHORS NOTE. was talking abt this with @haechrry a while back and i almost passed away so i had to write it. also, a biiiiiig thank you to @dollyji who helped give ideas for chenle and jisungs (mwah). also again this isn’t proofread it’s currently 5am so if you notice any mistakes, no you don’t <3

. . . 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞

mark always has his hand on resting on your thigh, both intentional and unintentional. you learnt over time that this specific form of physical touch comforted him, made him feel at ease, grounded him whenever he was stuck in his own head. the touch comforted you too and you didn't have any problem with it, but it was the strokes of his fingers and the grabbing of your flesh that turned a sweet moment into a moment of want and need. you wanted nothing more than to grip his hand and shove it in between your thighs to where you yearned for him the most.

you're stuck in one of those moments, eyeing his hand that rests on your thigh, watching his fingers drum against your skin as he hums a tune under his breath all while staring down at his phone in his other hand. he has no idea what he's doing to you.

"what are you looking at?" he suddenly asks you and your head snaps up to meet his eyes, noticing that he's staring at with you an unreadable glint. "what's up?"

"nothing" you shake your head, but you press your lips together with a deep exhale as you start to feel mark's fingers knead into your skin. "do you know what you're doing?"

"no?" he frowns before his attention dart down to his hand, realisation creeping over him. "oh" he gives you a boyish grin, something you immediately want to kiss off of his face. "i didn't know me doing something so simple turned you on so much"

"everything you do turns me on"

"i can do something about that, if you want?" mark suggests as he shuts off his phone and places it down, turning to face you fully as he leans in close, "just open your legs a little wider for me, baby"

. . . 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡

he’s just standing there. he’s just standing half naked with a towel hanging loosely off of his hips as he rummages through your drawers to look for his sleepwear. yet there’s something about him standing half naked in your room that has your mind running wild.

the imprint of his cock pressing against the material of the towel has your mouth watering, the water droplets that slide down his chest does nothing to help calm your feral thoughts and you can almost feel yourself beginning to drool when his body turns to face you, throwing a clean shirt and boxers down on the bed.

you watch with hungry eyes as he tugs the towel off his hips, letting it fall to the ground as he reaches for his boxers to put them on but your quicker, leaping over the bed covers to snatch them up, causing him to make a noise of surprise as he looks at you with wide eyes.

“i need to get dressed” he chuckles when he sees you hold the item close to your chest. “baby, come on…”

“i don’t think you’ll be needing them” you say truthfully and you see a smile start to form on his lips.

“and why’s that?”

“because i’m going to suck your cock” you tell him, noticing how his cock twitches at your words. “and then you’re going to fuck me. after that, we’ll shower together to not waste water… and maybe we’ll go for round two”

“yeah? is that right?” he asks you and you nod immediately. “alright. get on your knees for me then and suck me off so i can fuck you good”

. . . 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗢

it's supposed to be a romantic date night with you and jeno, enjoying the midnight sky after a hefty meal and a few drinks, wrapped up in each others arms as you enjoy your alone time together.

but the situation you're in doesn't feel romantic in the slightest, in fact you're feeling a little hot and aroused being pressed up against a railing with jeno standing behind you, chin resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your middle, his body flush against yours as he takes in the scenery.

you can feel him, all of him. his cock pressing between your ass cheeks which is covered by a flimsy skirt and every breath he takes, it presses more into you, caging you between him and the railing.

your pussy aches for him, desperate to flip up your skirt and push your underwear to the side to have him so easily slide into you and fuck you right here in public, for anyone to see, but you know that's not going to happen.

"this is supposed to be a romantic date night yet you're grinding your ass against my cock like a bitch in heat" you hear him murmur into your ears and you mewl softly, doing nothing to stop your actions as you continue pushing back into him and he grips your hips tight, hissing through his teeth. "keep going and i'll bend you over this railing, let the whole city hear you scream my name"

. . . 𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡

the position of haechan laying between your thighs, head resting on your belly as he watches something on his phones screen has you feeling weak in the knees. his breath fans against your skin, his hair tickles you every time he moves, the light pecks he gives you randomly has you squeezing your thighs around his shoulders.

he coos, taking it as a sign of you hugging him and he stokes you, delicate fingers tracing shapes on your skin, not realising the damage he’s causing to you and your poor panties that are probably soaked in arousal, feeling uncomfortably sticky on your folds.

you try to manoeuvre around to get some friction, to feel anything that could satisfy the need for him and the way he slowly turns his head to look at you could almost be deemed as comical if it wasn’t for his darkened gaze.

“i know what you’re doing” he says, completely disregarding his phone as it drops to the bed sheets. “i know me laying between your legs like this is turning you on. Do you think you’re sneaky?”

you cant help but scoff, “You knew yet you didn’t do anything about it?”

“just wanted to see if you’d beg me” he states nonchalantly, pressing his hands on your thighs to spread them apart further, smirking as he sees the damp patch on your shorts. “do it, baby. beg me”

. . . 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡

“fuck, why is this so hard?” you hear jaemin curse under his breath from the kitchen and your brows pull together at the sound, peering your head around the doorframe to see your shirtless boyfriend staring down at a recipe on the countertop, palms flat against the surface and muscles bulging as he leans in to take a closer look.

he grumbles and curses again, mumbling something about the ingredients as he runs his fingers through his hair and let’s put a frustrated sigh, craning his neck back to reveal his adams apple.

the sight, undoubtedly, is arousing. seeing jaemin so worked up and cursing over something so simple has you feeling a little hot and bothered, bottom lip caught between your teeth as you watch him roll his shoulders back with a grunt and he goes to turn, seemingly heading towards the cabinets but stops in his tracks as he sees you, leaning against the doorframe with a familiar glint in your eyes.

“how long have you been standing there?”

“long enough” you answer, clearly checking him out as your eyes roam over his chest and down to his vline where the rest his hidden by a pair of sweatpants that hang from his hips. “what are you doing?”

“was hungry, tried following a new recipe” he explains to you with a grin, drumming his fingers against the countertop as he looks at you, gaze turning sultry. “although if you come over here and sit your pretty little ass down in front of me, i may be hungry for something else”

. . . 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗟𝗘

“did you see that? that was such bullshit… what the fuck? how can someone be so dumb? so clueless? i swear, they do this shit on purpose. stupid fucking idiots—”

you’re salivating at the mouth hearing chenle curse out the players on the tv screen, too engrossed in the game to notice how much of an effect his rant seems to have on you.

chenle getting riled up over anything and everything is definitely one of your favourite versions of him, seeing the annoyance and anger swimming in his irises, face red and teeth grit together. he doesn’t get riled up at you per se, it’s at everything else that pisses him off. (even though sometimes, you do wish it was you, hence why you always act like a brat in the bedroom).

eyeing him up, seeing how his jaw clenches makes you want to push at his shoulders to lay him down flat and smother his face more than ever, and with his fists clenching at his sides makes you yearn for him to manhandle you in his grip and have you in any way he prefers.

but it was him clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth and poking at his cheek in frustration that makes you snap, hands gripping his shoulders and laying him back against the sofa cushions, climbing onto his lap and tugging his belt through the loops of his jeans.

“really? that easy?” he chides you, brow raising as if to say he was in disbelief. but with how he’s growing harder beneath your palm, you know he’s feeling the exact same way as you. “come on then, princess. sit on my face while i fuck your mouth”

. . . 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚

you’re supposed to be finishing up the latest episode of a tv show, promising to get it over and done with to spill your thoughts and theories with your bestie over text. but you struggle to complete the task when you can see jisung in the corner of your eye fiddle with his hands, twisting the rings that he’s wearing around his fingers and pressing down on his knuckles to crack them all while whispering lowly beneath his breath—lyrics of a song that sounds a little suggestive due to his tone.

you try to not take any more notice but you find yourself in a difficult position with him leaning against you and hearing the whispers so clearly in your ear and the movements of his fingers. you fidget in your seat, clearing your throat as you try to collect your thoughts all while the arousal builds, pussy clenching around nothing as you squeeze your thighs together.

“why’d you keep moving so much?” jisung suddenly asks you and you freeze, almost feeling a little silly at being caught.

“you’re distracting me”

he cocks his head to the side innocently, “i am?”

“yes” you nod. “i can hear you whispering the lyrics to that song and playing with your fingers… it’s distracting”

“is it?” jisung asks again this time, but his voice is low and sultry, causing you to turn to look at him in surprise as he smiles at you. “want me to whisper how much i want to fuck you in your ear while i finger you? i can do that if you want”

©𝗠𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗦

[luvyeni]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ PUTTING THEM ON A SEX BAN — NCT DREAM ꒱

— cw. mentions of sex

request: I really love your work! 💌 Can I request where skz or nct dream they get a text from their girlfriend putting them on a sex ban? hehehe tysm!!!

authors note. i hope you like it 💕!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

©️LUVYENI

[midmourn]

you storm out after a fight

♡ nct dream ﹒ gender neutral!reader genre angst warnings language and just general warning for angst note if yall have any requests let me know 🫶 ( library )

[markicantwait]

HI COOL RAPPER MARK LEE 🫠🫠🫠🫠