#mark lee x fem reader

[xotaemintol]

Which one of the dreamies is the most dominant iyo?

(Not you sending this anonymously after texting me about it girl lmfao 😭) but anyways, I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while now because I want to start doing NCT DREAM hc’s but I feel like it’ll definitely shock some people if I don’t put Jeno first buuuut…

My personal ranking would be: Jaemin, Jeno, Mark, Jisung, Haechan, Chenle, and Renjun.

Jaemin gives soft dom energy, like he’s rough but he’d also praise you and tell you that you’re doing a good job for him. He seems like he gets enjoyment out of you being embarrassed, covering your face, or doing anything that makes you look smaller than him. He seems like the type to have a size kink as well, so if you even utter the words “so big.” Or “too big.” He gets so turned on and will immediately tease you, he’ll ask you in soft coo’s if it feels good—telling you to take it as he thrusts into you with powerful movements. Luckily he’s not cruel enough to be so deep or so rough that he’ll bruise your cervix but it’s happened once or twice before. But like I said he gives soft dom energy, I just know that immediately after he’s clinging to you and kissing your face all over. “Oh baby you did such a good job!” He’s right back to giving you adorable words of encouragement while cleaning you up as you lie there in shambles.

Jeno seems like he’d be the most dominant but I beg to differ, he’s definitely a service dom. He wants to do anything to get you off but he’s not submissive, tell him where you want him to touch, tell him you want him to eat you out, ask him to finger you—your strong puppy boyfriend is there to please you right away “Like that baby? Does it feel good? Right there?” . Sometimes he’s a little strict on what he will and won’t do, once you asked him to fuck you in the bathroom of the restaurant you were in and he told you no three times before he basically dragged you there and fucked you like a wild man. But in general Jeno likes to be gentle with you, when he’s eating you out or fingering you he loves getting genuine reactions—he compliments you as he gives you soft kisses on your thighs with his fingers deep inside of you. When he fucks you (if he’s not feeling especially feral or punishing you.) he holds you close, he’ll hold your body tightly as his thick cock slides in and out of you—his praises are quiet and accompanied by gentle kisses all over your neck. He’s really into the sounds you make so he fucks you like he’s dying to hear you say his name. “Good girl. Good good girl..my pretty baby…pretty princess…say-say my name…say my name.” His words are both soft yet aggressive, and when he cums inside of you he holds you so tight you might pop.

Mark also gives soft dom energy, he’s more of a playful dom. He likes to keep things mostly vanilla and lead you calmly, he loves guided masturbation and he especially loves it when you touch yourself as if he’s not there. He’ll praise with in a low and steady voice, telling you to keep the same slow pace as you move your fingers in and out of you. it’s absolutely agonizing but the way he talks to you makes your whole body throb with desire. “Just like that baby, keep your eyes on me…now move your hand…just like that baby, that’s right…good girl.” He’s so good at praise, it’s literally insane how good he is at using his words—he’s almost too good. The moment he notices you getting impatient he starts teasing you, he’ll tell you to beg for him and trust if you don’t beg enough he’ll tell you to do it with more passion. “No no no baby, say it like you mean it; say please, please fuck me Mark.” The moment you give him what he wants he’ll fuck you like his life depends on it. You feel like you’re floating away from how good his stroke game is, while he’s fucking you he’s still talking to you—telling you how good you feel around him, how pretty you are and how much he loves fucking you.

Jisung is definitely more of a hard dom but he could pass as a switch but it’s only because hes extremely likely fuck himself dumb. Jisung is really really into seeing you beg, cry, cum, shake, scream—anything that indicates pleasure (or pain hes close to that line.) makes him go crazy. He absolutely loves to degrade you but with a healthy mixture of praise too, “You’re so pretty baby, my pretty girl…my pretty slut. Did my voice make you that horny? Did my slutty girl go dumb already?” He’s such a dirty talker, especially when you lose it. His fingers are enough to have you empty headed and desperate, his long slender fingers fuck you so good; but they also only make you want him more. Every whiny call of his name makes him sicker than the last. “Sung? Sungie? Jisung? What’s wrong baby? Is it too much? Are you trying to tell me that it’s too much?” It’s like his fingers shut your brain off through your pussy, and when he finally fucks you it’s so rough—he loves to kiss you while he’s deep inside of you, something about it turns him on so much more. And of course he has to cum inside of you, he just loves how it feels.

Haechan is more of a switch, a bratty one too. He enjoys doing things that’ll piss you off, if he’s feeling more dominate that day he’ll edge you for hours. He’s so set on seeing you cry and beg, if he’s fingering you and he notices you getting close he’ll stop right before you finish—he’ll do this for so long until you finally break. “You look so cute baby, are you gonna cry? Hm? You gonna cry baby?” He loves teasing you, he gets off to the way you whimper and call his name. “Hyuck? D-Do…you look so cute when you beg.” When he fucks you he absolutely loves to make you look at him; seeing your eyes roll as you struggle to keep them open makes his toes curl. But when he’s submissive, the shoe is completely on the other foot. He’s so sensitive, if you touch his nipples even a little his body flinches. “You’re so cute like this Hyuck…” When you praise him he melts into such a mess, his voice cracks as you ride him—he’s so sensitive, he can hardly even speak from the feeling of your walls around him. You’re so warm, so wet, and he fits so perfectly inside of you. He gets so drunk on you when he’s being subby, and when he cums he has to hold you and have your body as close to his as possible.

Chenle is also a bratty switch, when hes subbing he’s so difficult and disobedient and when he’s a dom he’s so cruel. “You look so pretty on your knees baby, do you think you’ve earned it yet?” He’ll tease you when you’re sucking his dick, complimenting how pretty your lips look around his cock and pulling your hair as you look him in his eyes. When he fucks you he’s so vocal and so rough, biting, scratching, hair pulling—he likes it all. Of course he has to cum inside of you, he fucks you as deep as humanly possible and when he’s close he’ll tease you about how he’s going to get your pregnant one of these times. “You ready to have my baby?” He’s such a kinky fuck. But when he’s subbing…it’s like what he did to you is only a projection of what he wants. Slap him, bite him, pull his hair and degrade him; sit on his face and make him eat you out till his jaw locks. “You’re such a good boy for me.” Even the most basic praise in between humiliating him will reduce him to a pathetic and desperate animal in heat. When you’ve finally had your fill of him eating you out and decide that he’s worthy of fucking you he’s so overstimulated that he can’t even speak; all that comes out of his mouth is gibberish. But even in that state he can still beg to cum inside of you—and if he’s been good enough you’ll let him.

Renjun gives me model sub energy, like he wants you to treat him like a prince—buy him sexy outfits to wear, worship his body, and spoil him with kisses and pleasure. He loves it when you suck his dick, he gets off to the feeling of your lips and tongue before he gets to fuck you—and of course it’s his right to fuck you; he’s your spoiled baby after all. “Mhmm…just like that, it feels so good.” His moans are so pretty, it’s such a show when fucking him—the way his back arches and how his heavy dick throbs and twitches is so lewd and beautiful. By the time he’s inside of you he’s already cum three times, but he can last for another because it means he finally gets to be deep inside of you. When he’s on top his stroke game is amazing, it’s like his brain has moved to his dick from how perfectly he fucks you. His lips are red and kiss swollen and his entire face is flushed—when you get on top you can fully appreciate how beautiful his face looks when you please him. “S-So good…” his voice drifts off as his eyes roll, his head falls back into the pillows and he goes silent from how good you feel. When he finally cums he gasps for air and looks you right in your eyes—he loves to look at you and watch your face as he cums, you’re just so pretty and he loves you so much; he has to burn the image of you in his mind as he cums inside of you.

[spiderm444rk]

LOST IN TRANSLATION ( mark lee ; smau )

you, as the promising journalism student of NCUT, were more than willing to join the school magazine when you got offered. to your disappointment, the only section they let you have is the anonymous confessions one - which is mostly really, really boring. i mean, who even posts any cool confessions nowadays ? especially in a damn college magazine ? they only offered you the job no one else wanted.

on the other hand, mark, a business student, was never more annoyed with the choice of his major. sure, business is cool and hopefully it’ll earn him money, but it’s not something he could really get into. he always wanted to do music. but after long considering, he chose business instead, to make sure he gets a real job in the future. and he doubts that choice was correct more and more every day.

once the school band announces they’re looking for a new guitarist, he’s absolutely ready to apply until he reads the ‘music students only’ part. pissed off, he starts typing a message to the gc, but it ends up going to a different number - and you finally get to help some poor random stranger who confessed with something interesting.

business major! mark x fem journalism major! reader

GENRE — fluff, comedy, humor, slowburn, strangers to friends to lovers, non-idol au, college au

WARNINGS — a little bit of cursing, probably kys/kms jokes, mark is really unlucky and awkward, reader as a journalism student loves gossiping a LOT and she’ll get into everyone’s business to do her job properly, a lot of teasing, includes mlm, features other idols (aespa, enhypen…)

STATUS — ongoing

UPDATES — every wednesday and saturday

TAGLIST — open (reply or send an ask)

PLAYLIST

A/N — my first smau ever :) but i’m so excited ! hopefully it goes well 🙏🏻

profiles 1 || profiles 2

band introduction

Y/N’s magazine account

1) accidental confessions

2) don’t do anything stupid

3) y/n’s hit tweet

4) we are the most mysterious bitches in this cafeteria

5) they know what you did

6) you found me thanks to my private twitter ? (written)

7) two baddies with connections

8) one at a time gentlemen

9) show them who’s the king

10) a little stalking never hurt anyone (half written)

11) we aren’t homophobic !

12) surrounded by opps

13) we’re locked in baby

14) she has a hand kink

15) hope they play charli xcx

16) party in the city where the heat is on

17) he’ll be the passenger princess next time

18) break his heart or his bones ?

19) you heard the boss

20) can you two stop flirting ?? (written)

21) one at a time ladies

22) how your email finds me

23) drinks or coffee ?

24) little spoon allegations

25) to die in your arms (written)

26) coochie eyes

27) #muted

28) gentle parenting

29) practice and other things (written)

30) gonna cry till i pass out

31) black clouds (written)

32) who’s the loser ? (written)

33) a ring is a body

34) mark lee, back again

[biellescouts]

between me & u

mark lee x f!reader

a/n; mark lee fine ash waitttt😛 also,, too long to be a drabble???? shh pretty girl , no it’s not…

cw: break up, smut — break up sex, riding (not intricately described at all), cheating, toxic, mark lowkey a d-bag 😬

summary: ex!mark lee is still obsessed with you

when you started dating dating mark, you sort of knew what you were getting into. global superstar, super busy, super attractive. you should have known you were never going to get his full, undivided attention. however, at the time when you were new to each other, none of that seemed to matter.

early days of your relationship, you were both smitten; couldn’t get enough of eachother. it was classic honeymoon phase. always kissing n hugging, hanging out very day, dramatic professions of love; the whole deal. but the more invested you started to get in your relationship, the more aware you became of the never-ending attention he received from countless women all over the world. which lead to fights… a lot of fights, a lot of the time.

and so the relationship soured. it was no longer the sugar-sweet supposedly eternal honeymoon phase. you liked to tell yourself it wasn’t completely your fault and remind yourself that sometimes mark did entertain the fangirls, but then again, that was his job. with all that was said and done, you blamed your breakup majorly on yourself. you knew it wasn’t fair that he had to deal with your jealousy and insecurity, so you delivered the final blow. “this isn’t healthy for either of us. i think we should break it off.”

however, you’d both managed to make the biggest mistake in the history of break-ups. you agreed to let him have you ‘one last time.’

that night, though you had planned to split up right after, it felt like you had never been closer. you rode him at a agonisingly slow pace, his big hands dragging up your naked back, smoothing over your skin like he was trying to memorise your body. because he knew this was the last time he was going to have you like this. pressing wet kisses to every inch of your chest and neck as he lifted his hips to meet yours at each shift of your waist. the tears from his eyes occasionally dropping onto your hot skin.

though you were the one to initiate the break up, you were still crushed. but mark was worse. after you both finished, he cried for real. because it was so final. break up sex kind of seals the deal, means it’s over. but as time moved on, mark crying into his palms on the edge of your bed seemed less and less.. reasonable. seeing as he was back in your life no less that 2 weeks later. so much for no contact.

you weren’t exactly sure what the situation was but it started out something like this; mark never deleted your number, neither you his — dumb decision, he texted you late at night saying how he ‘wanted to smoke but you were his only friend that actually did’.

‘friend’ he said. and yeah, okay, it seemed innocent enough that now you were just friends, but that was until you found yourself making out on his couch. hello kitty pre-rolleds forgotten.

you continued on in this immature cycle of meeting up for whatever dumb reason mark could fabricate in his smart cookie brain. every week, every other week, every once in a while.. the gaps grew bigger each time, it seemed.

you showing up to tell mark that the dishwasher is supposed to flash like that after his dramatic pleas for help, and then go home, was not filling the hole that you left in his life. he came to realise he didn’t just miss your pussy, or your presence. he didn’t just miss your body, he also missed your long loving conversations, legs tangled under the blankets and fingers intertwined.

but you had made it clear to him you weren’t his girlfriend anymore and well. those were girlfriend things — and after he came to this astonishing revelation, he figured out a solution for his heart ache. he would keep getting his fill of ‘every once in a while’ but also, he would get a gf! easy fix, he thought.

so when you found out mark had gotten a girlfriend— you were mortified. you wondered whether this was worse than the toxic relationship you had before. and it definitely was. and yet some part of you couldn’t bring yourself to fully break away. you expressed to mark how you thought it was wrong and he acted like it was nothing. “i haven’t even done anything with her yet, it’s fine” as he runs his calloused thumb over your cheekbone.

the fact that he had a girlfriend to love on him and pay him compliments, cook his meals, whatever and yet he still came running back — biting gently at your inner things and telling you how much he missed you — drove you insane. it was so wrong, so sick and you couldn’t pull away. not even a little. because that was your effect on him. he was into you to the point that no other female could sway his loyalty to you, he came back every time. and the feeling was intoxicating to you.

you felt so awful for mark’s new girlfriend but the drag of his tongue across your neck melted your worried thoughts down into slick between your thighs. you agreed to keep this dirty secret with him.

“this between me and you, ‘kay?” he raised both brows at you, searching for understanding in your features.

you nodded at him.

a/n; both just evil and rude. smdh🙂‍↔️

[neogotmysam]

free use gf for nct dream….

(part 2 here) where all of the dreamies are super disgusting nasty filthy and can fuck and degrade you whenever wherever they want…

casually hanging out together just for jaemin and jeno to pull your shirt up skirt down and eat you out in the middle of a conversation.

purposefully taking you to eat out just so they can press on your cunny and your plug in front of the waiter making you squirm.

waking up every morning with jisung’s long thick fingers in you while he eats you out, all wet messy and gross

falling asleep every night with hyuck’s cock deep within you, cockwarming him all night

them being bored and casually asking you to strip and masturbate in front of them all, cuz why wouldnt you? ur just for their use after all…

force you to wear a dildo throughout the day in both your holes just so you’re nice and stretched all day long for all of their cocks.

jeno and jaemin double penetrating you in the back of the car with jaem’s hand round your neck and jeno leaving marks on your ass.

the only breakfast you’re allowed is their cum….and dont worry they keep your tummy nice and full and more ways than one

hyuck gaming with you on his lap and his fingers deep in your messy cunt.

jisung acting all shy before but once he gets a taste of your cunt, hes fucking you on every surface possible.

mark pulling you down onto your knees, skullfucking you. he doesnt care if you gag or choke, hes gonna deepthroat you all he wants.

you’re free use after all, so you dont need to consent you’re just a common hole for them anywhere all the time.

if hyuck wants to finger you publicly while you deepthroat jaem, you dont really have a choice, and you love it really.

jisung waking you up shyly in the middle of the night cuz hes just so hard and before you know hes thrusting so deep that you can see the bulge on your tummy.

mark spreading you open on the kitchen table in the middle of a conversation, while fucking you so hard and rough that you cant sit straight for the next day.

hyuck being super gross and disgusting, drinking up all your juices, cum, spit, piss, you name it and he wants it in his mouth.

you’re just their pretty little sex toy, they keep all your holes nice and full, and you only drink their cum whenever you’re thirsty. all of them fucking you whenever they want, no matter where they are, and you just have to say yes, be a tight fuck hole for all of them…..

hii everyone, im samara, this is my first piece of writing, i have never written before so this was really awkward and im lowkey nervouss. i wrote this mostly for myself, hope you enjoy my filthy disgusting gooner thoughts too!! pls share ur thoughts on asks (ps part 2 is so much better)

[pandacherryblossoms]

 𐙚 Sending Husband Dream A Nude 𐙚

Genre: Fluff.. A little humor, and a little Suggestive so MDNI 18+

Mark -

Renjun -

Jeno -

Haechan -

Jaemin -

Chenle -

Jisung -

[wonboni]

NCT DREAM WHEN YOU SURPRISE THEM BACKSTAGE『reaction』

PAIRINGS ↝ Ot7 엔티드림(separately) x fem reader╰∘GENRE↝ Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort ❆╰•WARNINGS↝ Mild kissing, emotional vulnerability, light mentions of stress and overwork.

『𐙚 : MARK』

“You’re the best thing that’s happened to me today. Maybe this year.”

Mark had just wrapped up rehearsal, towel over his shoulder, deep in discussion with staff. When he heard your voice, his whole body froze.

“Mark?”

His head whipped around. “...Wait, what?” His eyes went wide. “Y/N?!”

You rushed into his arms and he caught you easily, spinning you slightly as he hugged you close.

“I couldn’t miss this,” you whispered, smiling. “You’ve worked so hard. I wanted to be here.”

He held your face gently, forehead resting against yours. “You seriously came all this way for me?”

You nodded, voice thick. “Always.”

He kissed you softly—slow, grateful. “You being here... it’s everything.”

『𐙚 : RENJUN』

“You should’ve told me—you almost gave me a heart attack.”

Renjun was adjusting his mic pack when he noticed you in the mirror. He blinked like a glitching character in a video game.

“...No way.”

“Hi,” you said, a little shy. “Miss me?”

He turned fast, pulling you into his arms like gravity stopped working. “What are you doing here?! You liar!”

“I wanted to surprise you,” you giggled. “I figured you needed someone to remind you how amazing you are.”

He looked into your eyes, hands brushing your cheeks. “You showing up like this—it means more than you know.”

He kissed you gently, then whispered, “Please don’t leave after the show, okay?”

『𐙚 : JENO』

“You being here... it makes everything feel okay again.”

You found Jeno stretching backstage, calm and composed. That changed the moment he saw you.

“Y/N?” His voice cracked slightly. “You’re here?”

“I couldn’t stay away.”

He stepped toward you and pulled you into a tight embrace. His warmth, his cologne—it all made you feel safe.

“I missed you,” you whispered.

“I missed you,” he replied, brushing your hair behind your ear. “More than I wanted to admit.”

He kissed you gently, then smiled. “Now I feel like I can breathe again.”

『𐙚 : HAECHAN』

“You just made my year.”

You didn’t even have to say anything—Haechan spotted you and immediately screamed. “NO. NO WAY. IS THIS REAL?!”

You laughed as he rushed toward you, tackling you in a bear hug. “Told you I had plans today.”

“You’re lucky I love surprises,” he said, face lighting up. “Because this is the best one ever.”

“I missed you,” you said softly.

His joking tone faded into something gentler. “I missed you more.” He kissed you, holding your waist as if anchoring himself.

“You’re not going anywhere after the show. Got it?”

『𐙚 : JAEMIN』

“Now I have to do amazing. My whole heart is in the audience.”

Jaemin was pacing backstage, nerves visible. You stepped in just as he muttered to himself.

“Hey,” you whispered.

He turned and blinked in shock. “Y/N?” He practically ran at you. “You’re real. You’re really here.”

“I had to see you. Couldn’t let you do this without your biggest fan.”

He wrapped his arms around you, lips brushing your temple. “I needed this. You came at the perfect time.”

You kissed him slowly, sweetly. “You’ve already won. Now go shine.”

『𐙚 : CHENLE』

“You always show up when I need you.”

“Y/N?!” Chenle shouted from halfway down the hall, sounding more amused than shocked.

“You weren’t supposed to be here!” he laughed, pulling you in.

“Well, I am. Surprise.”

He kissed your cheek, still smiling. “You’re trouble.”

“You love me.”

“Yeah,” he said, suddenly sincere, kissing you again—this time on the lips. “Way more than I ever say out loud.”

You rested your forehead against his. “I’m here to remind you.”

『𐙚 : JISUNG』

“You make everything feel less scary.”

Jisung turned from his phone slowly, stunned. “No... You’re here?”

You smiled. “In the flesh.”

He blinked rapidly, then stepped into your arms, hugging you tightly. “I didn’t think I’d get to see you today.”

“I couldn’t let you go through this without me,” you said. “I’m proud of you.”

He kissed you shyly, forehead against yours. “Thank you. For showing up. For always showing up.”

©️ WONIBONI

[psiqueromance]

after hours. l.jn

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You sighed, your head aching from the interrupted sleep. You looked at Jeno, who was sleeping peacefully next to you, face down on the bed with his arms around the pillow that supported his head, his chest rising and falling gently with each slow breath that came from his half-open mouth.

You wondered if you should really wake him up at such an early hour, wondering if it would make him angry, his night's sleep being interrupted because his girlfriend wanted to eat a specific food that wasn't at home – deep down you knew he wouldn't mind, your boyfriend being too sweat to get upset over something so silly.

Slowly and lazily, you approached Jeno from behind him, one arm resting on his pillow to keep your balance while your other hand came to rest on his shoulders. Looking over his shoulder, you smiled softly at how peaceful your boyfriend looked sleeping. You shook him lightly, so as not to startle him but enough to wake him up. "Jeno?" you whispered close to his ear, kissing his cheek.

At first there were no answers, only your boyfriend's low snoring being heard, but after a few seconds of insistence it seemed that his slumbering state had ceased, a low whine sound coming from his lips as he rubbed his eyes. "Babe, are you awake?" you asked him softly.

Jeno opened his eyes, half closing them as he tried to see the time on the clock on the nightstand next to him. "Babe, it's late, what are you doing up?" He murmured, almost incomprehensible, turning over with his eyes closed again and hugging you around the waist, making you lie down on the bed again as he hugged you and put the blanket back over your body, in an attempt to go back to sleep.

You felt him put his head in the crook of your neck, his hair tickling your chin. "I want to eat ramen from that Yuzu shop." You said determinedly, noticing your boyfriend take his face away from your neck and look at you with a judging look. "It's two in the morning." He said as if it was obvious.

"I know, honey, but I woke up with an absurd desire to eat that spicy ramen... I won't be able to sleep if I don't eat it." You said with the best puppy eyes you could muster, Jeno looking at you with that same judging look before sighing and getting out of bed.

The next thing you knew, you and your boyfriend were out in the middle of the night in your nightclothes.

Since you left the house, Jeno had kept his arm around your shoulders, pulling you as close as possible, probably to warm you both up on that cold night, and to have a sense of protection over you.

You looked up, finding your boyfriend still trying to shake off the sleep by rubbing his eyes. The sight of your boyfriend in that way was cute, but you couldn't help but feel bad about taking him out of the comfort of his bed to go out into the cold and windy streets of Seoul. "Sorry, I really need that ramen."

Jeno met your eyes, smiling lazily before placing a kiss on the top of your head, pulling you impossibly closer. "It's okay y/n, there's nothing I wouldn't do for my girl."

You smiled, lowering your head to hide your embarrassed expression.

Jeno opened the glass door of the establishment, the place empty but much warmer than outside. After letting you in first, your boyfriend comes in and closes the door, leading you towards the variety of instant ramen stacked up, each one in different flavors. "Spicy?" he asked you, looking down, you nodded watching him take the package.

You sat on one of the white stools that was in front of a pink counter, leaning your elbow on it and resting your head on your hand, watching your boyfriend put the ramen in the weird machine that put the water in the ramen to boil.

After a few minutes he came back with the small plastic bowl with the ready ramen inside, he placed it on the counter in front of you and gave you the small packet with the sauce. He sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder as he watched you put the sauce in the bowl, mixing it with the rest of the noodles. "Do you want some?" You spoke quietly, noticing Jeno's imminent sleepiness.

"Nah, I told you these instant foods are bad for health, they can cause cancer and stuff..." he said with a sigh. 

"If you say so..."

After a few moments, you were about to finish eating, when you felt Jeno lift his head from your shoulder. "Actually..." You smiled, knowing that the man couldn't resist a good spicy ramen.

He didn't need to say anything else before you offered him some of the food, turning to him with your chopsticks between your fingers. He smiled, always loving the habit of you always feeding each other.

A few minutes passed and the food was finished, the two of you stood up, both full and very sleepy. While you paid on the computer with the card your boyfriend handled you, Jeno hugged you from behind, his head in the crook of your neck as he breathed slowly.

After paying, you turned in the man's embrace, lifting his head and giving a peck on his lips, smiling after. "All done."

He smiled before pouting his lips. "Can we go home now, babe? I'm sooo sleepy." Jeno said, throwing his head back in an exhausted voice.

You giggled, kissing his cheek. "Yes Jen, we can go."

He smiled without showing his teeth, his eyes shining with the love that was reserved for you. Jeno tightened his grip on your waist, bringing you impossibly closer. "You know I love you, right?"

"I love you too, sleepyhead."

[pupuyvs]

goal! ー chaewon smau

➼ Synopsis Yoo Jihye and her friends are the biggest losers in school. Though proud of the title, it seems to bite her when someone decides to sign her up for the school’s soccer team as a prank. Now forced to play the full season, how will Jihye survive, especially when the team’s captain is dating her crush, head cheerleader Kim Chaewon.

➼ Genre smau + written, wlw, non-idol au, cheerleader!chaewon, loser!femoc, fluff, comedy, slight angst

➼ Pairing Kim Chaewon x fem!oc

➼ Warning kms/kys jokes, mentions of bullying, homophobic jokes

➼ Status completed

➼ Updates whenever

➼ Taglist closed

➼ featuring: aespa, le sserafim, yeji (itzy), yuna (itzy), ahn yujin (ive), jang wonyoung (ive), yeonjun (txt), mark (nct), wonbin (riize), more to come…

➼ a/n decided chaewon nation deserved a blessing after eay, once again though there is an oc however you can view it as reader i truly don’t mind other than that enjoy!!

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[xotaemintol]

MARK.LEE x F BLACK READER - SO ANXIOUS

“We can’t just keep talking ‘bout the last time…you were here, what we did…”

//This fictional oneshot includes the following: unprotected sex, fem pet names (good girl, pretty girl.) mentions of masturbation, oral sex, nipple play, tongue kissing, and mentions of getting caught. If you are a minor GO AWAY! But if you are triggered by any of these things please look away kindly, thank you.//

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  You sat on Donghyuck's couch feeling frustrated. He invited you over but went to bed in the middle of the movie, and because it was so late he recommended that you stay the night. So you sat on the couch sulking as you continued the movie you were supposed to finish with Hyuck. 

"Y/N?" You flinched hearing Mark's voice in the darkness, immediately you grabbed the remote, nervously fumbling it around before pausing the movie and turning your head to him. 

"I didn't know you were here, why are you sitting there by yourself?" He asked. You shifted around nervously and laughed a little. 

"Uhm, Hyuck went to bed early." You responded, "We were supposed to be watching a movie but he kept dozing off." You explained. 

Mark nodded, in the dimly lit living room you could just barely make out him stuffing his hands into the pockets of his pajama pants. Standing there awkwardly.

"I didn't know you were here either, he didn't uhm..." You cleared your throat and sat up straight, "He didn't tell me." Mark nodded again and looked at the tv, then back at you.

“So uhm, what’re you watching?” He asked, you turned back to the tv and raised your eyebrows. “Oh!” You exclaimed, “Uh, Don’t Buy The Seller. It’s about this woman who buys a used dryer or something from this guy but it doesn’t work…” 

You paused for a moment. It’s been so long since you’ve been alone with Mark. Ever since a slight mishap four months ago, you’ve been so awkward around him. Although he seems to be mostly comfortable, it’s obvious that your reaction to what happened still has him on eggshells. 

With a slight hesitation you looked back at him and asked; “Do you wanna…watch it with me?” In an anxious manner he responded: “Yeah, that’d be nice.” 

Now as Mark sat beside you with his hands sweating and his heart pounding, you both sat facing forward—watching the movie in complete silence. It was like you were both afraid to move. The remnants of that night still fresh in your mind. 

You can still see it so clearly in your head. The way he held you against his body, ignoring the sounds of your friends playfully cheering as they egged you both on—he slowly leaned in and you followed. Sat on his lap with your hands pressed softly against his chest, and gripping his shirt when your lips finally touched. 

It was just a short kiss. It only lasted about seven seconds, no more and no less. But, it was so intimate, and intense, and passionate. Your mind felt so clouded afterwards and you couldn’t even continue playing the game. 

“Awww! Are you really forfeiting?!” Chenle teased. If not for their teasing, that kiss wouldn’t have happened—a good and a bad thing. When you looked at Mark you felt like your whole body was going to burst into flames. Of course you went home early that night.

In Marks mind, as he sits beside you all he can think about is how much you must regret that day. Watching you frantically put on your jacket and shoes as you ordered a cab home made him feel so stupid. It was his fault for accepting the dare. If he’d just said no then he would have only had to take a shot. But when you looked at him and laughed as you teased him about being scared, he felt like he was finally winning. 

If only he could go back in time and force himself to say no or deny Chenle’s insane dare. Then he wouldn’t be sitting next to you feeling so anxious. 

Neither of you had moved an inch or said a word, it only made the tension worse. You couldn’t tell if it was hot or if you were only imaging things. You couldn’t stay like this, you felt like you were going to suffocate. 

You opened your mouth to speak, slowly turning to him—but Mark was going the same thing. Before you could get a word out he spoke. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“Huh?” 

You looked at Mark with a confused expression. What did he have to be sorry about? The tension? The silence? The heat? The kiss? Why would he apologize? It’s not even like him, he always goes completely silent before apologizing first. That’s not his thing.

“For kissing you…I shouldn’t have, I should’ve said no.” Slowly, the confused expression on your face turned into a look of amusement. 

You grinned a little and cocked your head to the side.

“Why would you be sorry about that?” 

He had no reason to feel that way. You wanted to kiss him, you made it known the moment Chenle gave him the dare. You were literally shaking in your seat waiting for Mark to say yes, if anything—you felt it was your fault for teasing him when he looked like he was going to back out. 

“I mean, for making you uncomfortable. If I knew you didn’t feel that way then I wouldn’t have-“ You stopped him, snickering as you asked; “Uncomfortable? Did I look uncomfortable?” 

He paused, now looking at you with a blank expression. It’s obvious Mark remembers that night differently from you, so you ask him.

“Do you remember how that night went?” Slowly shaking his head he licks his lips and says; “I’ll be honest, it’s kinda like, not a blur but like patchy? Like I can remember it, but I can only remember you leaving and then you being super nervous around me afterwards.” 

You rolled your eyes playfully, the movie still playing in the background. 

“I told you to kiss me, I even made fun of you for almost saying no to the dare. If anything, I should be saying sorry.” 

Realization hit him like a bus. His eyes slowly widened and he let out a nervous laugh, covering his mouth as he said; “Really?” With a smile on his face. 

“I mean, I just can’t remember you saying that. Like I remember you teasing me about it, but I don’t remember you telling me to you know, kiss you.” 

The awkward tension had finally fallen off your shoulders, but it was quickly replaced with one much more intense—enjoyable, but heavy and sexual. 

Even like this Mark is so charming. His anxious stammering and his facial expressions are just as swaying as always. How could you not want him? 

“How could you forget that? What were you thinking about while I was on your lap?” You asked, Mark immediately looked away from you and shook his head. Chuckling to himself. 

“Nothing…” You raised your eyebrows at his suspicion response and asked again. “Pfft. I’m not telling you.” 

“Why not?” 

“Because…” 

“Because what?” You pressed. 

Mark paused. His thoughts were getting the better of him. How could he admit his filthy thoughts out loud? How can he possibly tell you how in that single moment every fantasy he’d had, every time he’d shamefully touched himself, fucked his fist, and said your name—played in his mind and drowned out the sound of your voice? 

“I uhm…I don’t remember.” He lied. 

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, for some reason, you wanted to know what it was that turned that night into a jigsaw puzzle in his mind. So, you mustered up all the courage you had and channeled your most confident self. 

But with a shaky voice you asked; “Should we recreate it then?” Mark laughed, his voice cracking as he said loudly; “What?!” So unbelievably anxious. 

“To jog your memory, obviously there’s a lot you don’t remember. Should we refresh your mind?” 

He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Sitting beside you with his tongue pressed against his cheek and his legs spread, he leaned his head back against the couch and let out a short puff of air. Trying to regulate his body.

“Y-Yeah…” Mark looked at you, his head resting on the couch as he said in a soft and slightly desperate tone: “Help me remember it…” 

You felt like you were going to melt. Slowly, you stood up knocking the soft blanket that covered your legs onto the floor. You stood in front of him, preparing yourself mentally for what was about to happen. You wouldn’t dream of backing out now. 

“Are you sure you want to do this though?” Mark wrapped his hand around the back of your thigh, pulling your body between his legs as he looked up at you with his eyebrows knotted together and his face red. 

“If I weren’t I wouldn’t have asked.” 

You tried to seem confident, but as you inhale deeply and placed your knee on the couch beside his waist you felt your whole body begin to tremble in excitement. 

“Let me help you…” Mark grabbed your hand and sat back further on the couch. Allowing your legs to fold on the sides of his hips as you slowly sat down. 

The second you were seated on his lap you both felt flashes of heat wash over your bodies. You could feel the heat from his thighs through both of your thin pajama pants, and you were praying he couldn’t feel the heat radiating from your pussy. 

“So…we were just like this…” You spoke slowly and licked your lips. Your brain felt so scattered as you spoke. 

“Mhm, yeah?” 

Marks voice was so smooth and soft, you almost rolled your eyes in pleasure at the sound of his soft hum. 

“And…your hands…” You grabbed his hands and carefully placed one on your hip and the other on your back. 

You shuddered as he adjusted them a little, moving one to your lower back and the other to the middle—right in the little curve. 

“…Your hands were right there.” He nodded and licked his lips, moving his hips back just a little; trying to create space between your butt and his crotch. 

Before you’d even sat on his lap he felt himself getting hard, but now with his hands on your body and you on his lap he knew it was only a matter of milliseconds before you felt his dick pressing against you. 

“And my hands were here.” You placed your hands on his chest and lightly gripped his shirt. 

You both freeze. Looking at each other as that kiss replayed in both your minds, just like before he slowly leaned in and you followed. Forgetting the purpose of all of this as your nose bumped against his. 

“I think I remember now…” He said in a low and gentle tone. You felt like you could hardly speak, breathlessly you ask him what. 

“I was thinking…” There was no need for him to hide it now. He was fully erect and the heat from between your legs was so noticeable, you couldn’t hide it if you tried. His brain was on autopilot and the only thing working was the part that thought of you. 

“You look so pretty on my lap.” Your stomach felt like it was doing flips, between your legs there was a strong pulsating feeling accompanied by a warm wetness that was beginning to spread. 

There was nothing left to say. Finally, Mark closed the space between you. Settling the aching desire to feel his lips on yours. 

Just like last time he kisses you slowly, his soft lips melting into yours before his tongue slips into your mouth. The feeling of it against your own makes you feel so dizzy. You could kiss him forever and eight years. 

He held you closer and moved his hands to your hips, pressing them down into his own. It doesn’t take a sign for you to get the hint. Pressed down onto his erection you begin slowly moving your hips, moaning quietly into his mouth as the friction causes you to feel more needy and sensitive than before. 

“You’re so fucking pretty…” Mark muttered against your lips as he pulled away. Your body felt weak, your hands just barely grip his shirt as you move your hips in a circular motion. 

Mark pulled away but only to move onto your neck and shoulders, kissing them through your thin shirt. He was so excited. He’d dreamt about this for so long now. 

“Can I take it off?” You looked down at him and he looked back up at you, the fire in his eyes and the feeling between your legs paired perfectly. 

You nodded your head and relaxed your body a little, letting him bunch your shirt up and throw it to the side, revealing your bra. Oh how he’d pictured you on his lap, in nothing but a bra. He couldn’t believe that it was coming to fruition. 

“Fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous.” He kissed the middle of your chest, then your shoulders, and then the top of your breasts. His hands slipping to your back and poking at the clasp of your bra. He didn’t even had to ask. 

“Take it off.” And you didn’t have to tell him twice. 

Mark fumbled with the clasp of your bra for a second or two, struggling to get it off he laughed nervously and looked at you. 

“Sorry, I uhm, I’m so nervous...” You giggled and stopped him. “You’re nervous?” He nodded. 

“But, I’m ready. I’ve been waiting for you for so long, you don’t know how badly I’ve wanted this.” You offered him a comforting smile and kissed him passionately. 

“Take your time…there’s no need to rush.” He exhaled deeply, his chest filed with excitement as he nodded his head and slowly unhooked your bra. 

Mark waited. Holding his breath as the straps loosened and fell from your shoulders just a little. He thought he’d evaporate if he moved too quickly, so he slowly peeled them away. Moving them down to your arms slowly as his eyes focused on your breasts. 

Fully exposed you sat on his lap trembling in excitement, pure greed and desire clouding your mind as he groped one of your breasts, rolling one nipple between his finger and thumb while slowly and carefully sucking the other. 

Your back arched and you closed your eyes. Cursing softly as your hips shuttered. 

“Fuck…Mark…” 

He’d been waiting longer than you could ever imagine to hear you moan his name like that. His dick was throbbing, aching to be touched but all he wanted to do was touch you. Please you, make your body react, hear your voice and do all the things he’s imagined. 

As he switched his mouth to the other nipple you shivered as his saliva dried on the other, creating a cooling sensation as he gave the other the same treatment. Groping the other with his full hand as he looked up at you to watch your expressions. Wanting to see your face scrunched up in pleasure just like he did in his dreams. 

Although it felt good, you wanted more. The feeling of grinding against him wasn’t enough anymore. 

“W-Wait…” You placed your hand on his shoulder and Mark stopped, letting go of your breasts as he breathlessly waited for you to say what you wanted. 

“Can I touch you?” 

“Touch me?” 

You moved back just a little, sitting more on his thighs as you placed your hand on the bulge in his grey pajama pants. Mark shuddered and bit his lip. 

“Can I suck it?” He let out a short laugh, in pure disbelief as he nodded his head. “I-I mean, if you want to, do anything you want.” 

You got off his lap and onto your knees in front of him. The sight of you in front of him like this made his whole body feel like it was static. 

Helping you remove his pants he lifted his hips and placed his hands beside yours as you tugged on them. As they drop to his ankles you look at him with hungry eyes and he returned it. He wanted to eat you alive. 

You raised up more and he helped you remove his boxers. The air hitting his dick made him quietly whimper. Laying against his stomach it leaked a small puddle of sticky precum, the clear substance leaving a small trail behind as you take it in your hands and bring it up to your mouth. 

He had nothing to say, watching with full eyes as you got closer. 

Your soft lip place a kiss on the head of his dick, kissing the slightly enlarged and pink slit as you watched his face. 

Mark’s nose scrunched up as he licked his drying lips and tried to relax. 

“Why do you look so nervous?” You teased. Mark could hardly make the words out, saying simply; “You’re just so…you make me feel so excited.” He admitted. 

“Do I?” Just as he opened his mouth to respond you swiped your tongue across the slit of his cock. Causing him to let out a choked moan. “F-Fuck.” His voice cracked as you laughed softly in a teasing manner. 

You repeated this action, collecting the mostly flavorless substance on your tongue. When you finally felt ready you took just the head into your mouth. 

Mark stiffened up. Holding his breath he sat tongue tied and on edge, his whole body overcome with pleasure. 

“T-Take you…oh my god.” He threw his head back and fell silent as you swirled your tongue around and took his dick just a little deeper. His stomach felt tight and tingly, his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat as he swallows and tries his hardest not to break so fast. 

“Take-Take your time…please.” He said, more for his sake than your own at this point. 

You closed your eyes and relaxed your jaw, placing your tongue on top of your bottom teeth as you took him even deeper, the feeling his the tip of his dick hitting the roof of your mouth made you feel so horny. 

You’d imagined this for so long. The feeling his the vein of his cock rubbing against your tongue, how heavy it felt in your mouth as you slowly bobbed your head—stroking what you couldn’t get into your mouth.

“Fuck, you’re doing so good baby…so fucking good.” Placing his hand on the back of your head, avoiding pushing your head down Mark’s hips buckled unintentionally. “L-Look at me baby, let me look at your pretty eyes.” 

With drool dripping from your mouth and pooling around the base of his cock you opened your eyes and looked into his. He melted right away and closed his eyes. 

“So fucking pretty…such a good job…such a good…good job.” 

As good as it felt this wasn’t Mark’s plan. Sure he’s imagined you sucking his dick before, but that could wait. What he really wanted was to please you. 

“W-Wait wait wait…wait baby, wait.” 

You stop completely, his cock coming out of your mouth with a soft popping sound—a line of your saliva and his precum connecting between your mouth and his dick. 

“Let me touch you, I wanna make you feel good.” 

Kicking his pants and underwear off his feet he helped you up to your feet and stood up, giving you a short peck on the lips before helping you lay down on the couch. 

“Just like that, good girl.” You bit your lip and smiled uncontrollably at his praise. 

Mark joined you on the couch, mounting you carefully to kiss you again. This felt so much different than it did on his lap, you felt more exposed but it felt so good. 

“Can I taste you baby?” Your mind felt like it was buffering. With hazy eyes you nodded your head. “Yeah? You want me to make you feel good?” 

Kissing his way down to the band of your pants, Mark kept his eyes on you. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this.” Slowly, he pushed your pants down, your underwear caught underneath the bunched up hand of your pants come down with them. “How many times…” He kissed your thigh, “I imagined the pretty faces youd make while I’m eating you out.” 

Mark littered your thighs in kisses, leaving your pants and underwear at your calf’s. 

“I wanna make you feel so good, you deserve it so much baby.” Your body was trembling. Even in a moment like this Mark can’t wait a second to vocalize his emotions. 

Finally, he removes the last bit of your clothes completely. Feeling shy you looked away and closed your eyes, but this wasn’t going to fly with Mark so he reached up and grabbed your hand. 

“It’s okay baby, look at me.” He waited before doing anything else. Letting you get a good look at his face, allowing you to look into his eyes for a second and relax before he proceeded. “Just relax, okay?” You nodded your head slowly and inhaled deeply. 

“I promise, I’ll take care of you, okay? I’m gonna make sure you feel good.” 

After making sure you were comfortable Mark raised legs and instructed you to place them on his shoulders, leaving him in between your thighs and face to face with your pussy. 

“You’re just so beautiful baby.” Mark started with a few kisses, testing the waters to make sure you were fully comfortable before dragging his tongue up your slit. 

Your body tensed and your toes curled. 

“Relax for me, just lay back.” 

Mark’s tongue glides up your pussy one more time, collecting your love on his tastebuds before he closes his eyes and begins focusing his tongue on your clit. His mouth practically clings to you as he moves from your clit for just a second, licking up the juices that drip from you as he moves his hand down to his dick. 

He couldn’t help himself. The taste of you and the sound of your voice made him feel so desperate. As he slowly stroked his cock he went back to your clit and traced small hearts onto it. 

Your legs shook beside his head, fueling his desire to please you even more than before. He moved his hand from his dick and used his elbow to prop himself up as he slipped his other hand between your bodies. 

Slowly and carefully he stroked your entrance with his middle finger, using your love as lubricant so he wouldn’t hurt you as he slipped it inside. 

“Oh my god! M-Mark!” He grinned against your pussy, chuckling softly as a wet sound comes from his mouth. He pulled away for just a second, saying; “You sound so good like this.” 

Mark curled his finger upward, rocking his wrist back and forth as he drew small circles on your clip—applying just a little pressure on the bundle of nerves.

His hand was already getting soaked, dripping down his wrist and onto the couch; it would definitely leave a stain that Hyuck would likely ask about later but Mark couldn’t care less. 

“N-No…oh fuck…I-I, I’m gonna…I fuck.” You strung together whatever words you could manage out, trying to warn Mark about the feeling in your stomach. But he didn’t stop for a second. 

Instead, he slipped another finger inside and went a little faster. Drawing out a loud moan from you that he was sure his sleeping roommate would hear. He could feel your velvety walls convulsing around his two digits, making him put more focus into stimulating your clit. 

“Mark! Mark! Mark I-I- fuck! Feels so g-good!” He looked up at you, watching you writher around as he went a little faster. 

Your voice broke before you went completely silent. The only thing to be heard was a small build up of liquid that began gushing out, wetting the lower half of his face, his arm, and even his bicep. 

The knot in your stomach had tightened and snapped before you could even warn him. Your body jerked as you pushed his head away, but instead of stopping he kept going for a second longer. Enjoying the sound of your whimpers as you told him it was too much. 

Chuckling, he finally let up and sat on his knees between your legs as your body jerked and shook from the orgasm ripping through you. 

“Breathe for me baby,” Mark said, he placed his hand in your stomach and watched you with a smirk on his wet face. “In…and out…” You followed and closed your eyes. “Just like that, good girl. You’re so good at listening.” 

He leaned down and kissed you, the taste of yourself on his tongue as he slips it inside of your mouth. You weren’t even close to being done yet, not without feeling him inside of you. 

“Mark,” You whined as you pushed your hips towards his. “Fuck me, please?” 

Mark bit his lip and sat up, cursing softly as he looked around. He didn’t have a condom. Of course he wouldn’t, he’s in the living room. 

“Let me go grab-“ You stopped him as he started to get up, placing your hand on his forearm you looked up at him with glittering eyes as you said in a coaxing tone he couldn’t deny; “It’s okay, please just fuck me.” 

He never thought he’d be doing this. But here he is, denying what he knows is right as he lined his dick up with your entrance. Allowing you to brace yourself as he began to grind against your already sensitive pussy. 

“You sure baby? I don’t think I’ll be able to pull out…” You nodded and opened your arms, wanting to wrap them around his shoulders. You looked so damn pretty. 

“Shit…” Mark cursed and slowly pushed himself inside of you, slipping inside so easily. 

Your wet heat pulls him inside, engulfing him with a softness that he could only dream of. Your walls pulse around his dick as he whimpered, eyes almost watering as he bit his bottom lip so hard it might bleed. The feeling was almost too intense. 

The way you called out his name and dug your nails into his shoulders made him want to cry. He’s never felt so good. His hand could never, ever compare to the feeling of you. 

“I-I’m gonna put it all the way in…” Mark spoke slowly, but his words were still messy. All you could offer as a response was a nod. 

Laying underneath him as his dick stretched you out, filling you up so deliciously as he began panting above you. 

Mark was so careful. Being as slow as he possibly could, letting you feel every inch, every vein, and every throb of his cock. And when you looked and felt ready, he began moving. He pulled his hips back just a little and then moved them forward again. 

“S-So deep…” Your voice faded out as his slow and long strokes turned your brain off. 

“Does…Does it feel good baby?” He asked, sounding so lewd and smug. “You feel how deep I am?” You nodded your head, arching your back as you gasped for air. 

The feeling was so passionate, you were already sensitive but with him pressed against every spot inside of you it felt like you were going to float away and he had just barely gotten started. 

“F-Faster…”You looked up at Mark, you didn’t have to beg. His broken expression told you that. “Please, go faster.” 

“Faster,” Mark changed his pace, stroking a little longer and a little faster. “Like this baby? Hm?” Your eyes rolled back and you slapped your hand against the arm of the couch. “You want…fuck…you want me to go faster? Huh?” 

As Mark sped up you grew louder. Gripping the armrest as your body went weak. You felt like you were chasing after your every breathe. It was like that one request pushed him to the edge. 

“J-Just like that!” You yelled out. Moaning so loud as if Donghyuck wasn’t just one room over.

 “Just like that just like that fuck Mark! Mark! Mark! fuck yes like yes like that like that right there.” Your words jumbled together as he began fucking you a little harder. 

Your praise and broken sentence made Mark feel like he was going crazy. Letting out a mixture between a croak and a whine he pushed your legs back and placed his hand over your mouth, knowing that if he didn’t Donghyuck would catch you before you could finish. 

“You feel so fucking so so so fucking good you’re so so so so pretty so fucking pretty, such a pretty pussy, is it mine? Hm? Is this pretty pussy all mine?” 

You cried out into the palm of his hand and threw your head back, shaking your head as you shouted yes into his hand. Chanting that it was his as he muffled your screams. 

“I knoooww, I know baby, it’s so good? Huh? It’s good? Just nod your head for me, just nod that pretty head for me baby.” 

Mark slowed just, allowing you to savor every stroke. 

“M’gonna uncover your mouth…b-but…you gotta stay quiet, ‘Kay? Just for a second, you can do that…r-right? You’re a good girl, such a good girl…you can stay quiet for me, right?” 

You shake your head, looking up at him with your eyebrows knotted. Mark chuckled and stopped completely. His dick throbs and his body jerks, feeling increasingly horny as he kissed you. 

“Donghyuck is gonna catch us.” He said breathlessly, you tried to regulate your breathing—responding in slurred words: “Let him.” Mark grinned and kissed your forehead, as he leaned back on his legs and ran his hand through his sweaty hair he shook his head at you. 

“You’re so cute like this, be as loud as you want then. Don’t worry about anything but feeling good for me, okay? All you have to do is enjoy yourself.” You nodded your head and weakly smiled at him. 

Mark gave you just one more second before starting again, this time instead of starting off slow, he started off with quick and sharp thrusts. Slamming his hips into yours harshly. You couldn’t even make a sound, one small yelp of pleasure forcing its way out of your throat before you went silent once again. 

Melting into the couch as your toes curled and your eyes rolled back. 

“Ooouuu, there it is…like that baby?” You couldn’t even nod your head, laying there helplessly as Mark fucked your every thought away. 

“I know…I know…” You let out a quiet sob, trying your hardest to find something to grab onto. “Shit…I’m so close…” 

As Mark’s stomach tightened he reached down and began rubbing your clit. Trying his hardest to make you finish before he did. 

“Ma-Mark!” You gasped for air and dropped your legs, reaching down to grab his hand. You tried to beg, pleading with him to slow down as an intense feeling washed over you. Your whole body tensed up and your eyes closed tightly. 

You felt like you were going to explode. 

Mark could feel your walls tighten around him, clamping down on him uncontrollably. He tried to hold back, his fingers moving messily as he began panting. Moaning loudly as he let out strings of curses. 

“F-Fuck fuck fuck…” Feeling the pressure in his stomach build he considered pulling out early, but the risk was so worth the feeling of you finishing around him. 

“I-I…I- oh my god!” You lightly hit his chest as you came for the second time. 

“S-Shit…” Hurriedly Mark pulled out and began stroking his cock, his face twisted with pleasure as he pleased himself above your body. 

“So pretty s’pretty fuck…” He whined. Mark held his breath, tensing up as his cum spurted out onto your stomach. The thick, white and slightly creamy substance dripping down your sides, pooling on your sweaty skin. 

Mark sat back and you laid there, both of you take a second to collect yourselves. Just looking at each other before laughing. 

“Uhm, I guess my memory is refreshed now.” You rolled your eyes playfully and laughed at Mark’s corny joke. “Sorry, let me get you a towe-oh!” He paused as you swiped your finger through his cum and licked it up. 

“Let’s get cleaned up before Hyuck catches us.” 

[ikozen]

Guys I’m locking in, no more playing around!! your girl has had this in his drafts since last year so i’m trying to get it out :3

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LOST IN TRANSLATION - mark lee smau

34) mark lee, back again

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A/N: haiii so we’re nearing the end BUT i need to focus on my exams for now so please don’t hate me if i disappear for a few days I’LL BE BACK

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a/n; why were these lowk hard to find…

cw: one (1) naughty word😬

summary: things dreamies would say

honourable mentions ⬂

[taehyunsluvr]

Please ? | MarkLee

Parings : sub idol ! mark and dom ! afab idol trainee

warnings: Reader is mean, mark is kinda a dick in the beginning, dry humping, hand riding, handjob, porn with "plot" ?, mark is extremely desperate, creampie, Yuna and Yeonjun are mentioned, not proofread (sorry), mark cries

a/n: he cries he cried he croed.

English is my first language i'm just illiterate sometimes sorry heh

W.C: 1.8k

!!MINORS DNI!!

You checked your phones screen once more, seeing yet another message from Mark Lee, a fellow member of your new company you had just joined. He had always been flirty behind closed doors, but obviously nothing actually happened. You were close because he was your groups mentor, but with you being the groups oldest member and leader, you always felt a slight competition with him. Which wasn't necessarily good or bad.. but it definitely sparked some competitive emotions from you both. On camera obviously he was so distant that fans would even make videos of you two, claiming you were an annoying fan of his that only joined the company to get close to him. If only they knew how he really was with you.. their heads would explode. The videos didn't bother you all that much, and you naturally just assumed it was his personality to be hot and cold at times.

The bright screen stung your eyes against the darkness of the party you were at. He had sent possibly 10 or more texts. You look back up at Yuna, ignoring his messages again and again.

"So yeah, it's just been crazy trying to schedule everything involved with the debut you know.." You say to her and a couple other girls, taking a sip of your soda.

She nodded back at you, with a concerned expression. "No yeah totally, I remember those days. It was such a pain." After she finished her sentence you felt a pair of large arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into their chest.

"Hey." You heard Marks distinct voice in your ear, resting his chin on your shoulder. You were taken aback and also were quite embarrassed due to the glares you received from the other idols at the party. This was definitely NOT a good look for someone as new as you. A "Rookie".

"What're you doing?" He asked.

You break from his grasp. "Talking with my friends," you reply coldly attempting to break from his grasp. He sighs, "Well I need to talk to you." He murmurs, trying to grab you by your wrist to bring you somewhere, to which you resist.

"I actually was just going to go do- something important." You make up on the spot. Why do you have listen to everything he has to say when he never lets you speak? You make your way through the amount of people, towards Yeojun who was playing beer pong. Yeonjun was someone you looked up to in your company, but he was also someone you'd consider to be a close friend since you went to the same middleschool. He was there for you through every middle-school-heart-break that tore you apart in the tween love kinda way. The emotional support was mutual though, because when he was rejected ONE TIME out of many, his ego was the most hurt you've ever seen and you were there for him.

"Hey, something up?" He pauses. His members sighed and protested in annoyance at him pausing their "intense" game right at its peak.

"No.. I just wanted to see what you were up to." You said looking at him in a "help this guys is following me" kinda way right as mark walked up behind you. He glances between you and mark to let you know he was directly behind you.

"You two know each other?" Yeonjun asked, pulling the oblivious kinda act.

Mark scoffed. "Had the same question." Yeonjun looked down at you, narrowing his eyes seeking some kind of response, or some word of what the hell you wanted him to do right now.

"Look bro, she's jus' gonna play some pong with us real quick. That alright?" Yeonjun hoped he was playing this right.

"So you're tryna get her drunk? If you knew her you'd know y/n can't drink for shit." Well this was embarrassing. Did he really just have to scream that in front of your entire agencies population. Just tell the whole world at that point.

Yeonjun was taken aback by Mark's accusation, "W- Huh?" You were so done. You grabbed marks ear, yanking it so hard he had to lean down to your height. "OW OWWWW" He exclaimed as you dragged him to a random open bathroom and locked the door behind you. Mark was rubbing his red swollen ear, "What the hell is wrong with you-?" but was he was abruptly interrupted by a slap landing across his face, only adding to his existing pain.

He stood there for a multiple of seconds, honestly in too much shock to move. "Can't I ever do one thing without you hanging over my shoulder? Even when I was a trainee for fucks sake I couldn't teach my team one dance myself without you taking over. It was so fucking exhausting you know that?" You raked your fingers through your hair, scrunching your nose in anger. "And now you're doing this bull shit infront of the company?" You were trying to regain your composure, until you heard a small noise come from mark. Did he just-

Mark wasn't staying silent because he was hurt, or because he was listening to your lecture. He was turned on. Fucking turned on. It was a small whimper that fell from his mouth. You let out a small breathy laugh, as you look down noticing the tent in his pants.

"Is this some sort of joke?" You say, still in a slight anger filled tone. "Do you really have a boner right now? for real?" He looked down, immediately attempting to cover himself.

"Wh- No I s-swear it's not what it looks like..." His demeanor completely changed. He was like a scared mouse afraid to be eaten by a hawk, you in this situation. He was squirming as you abruptly grabbed his hand that was covering himself and swatted it out of the way. His light colored pants now having a small wet patch on them.

You laughed again, louder this time. "Aww, what would your trainees that look up to strong leader mark think right now seeing you like this?" You teased walking closer to him as he stepped back. Eventually you closed the gap, pushing him against the wall, gaining a small whine from mark. This would be fun.

"Damn, stop it.." He proteste through clenched teeth. You looked down again. "What? Mad you can't force yourself on me to get off?" You gripped the tent that was pushing against his pants. "Isn't that right markie?"

He lets out a gasp, his face flushed with red in embarrassment especially because of the nickname. "F-Fuck, stop it--" He groans, his hands shakily trying to grab yours in attempt to push it away. He was trying so desperately to keep his cool, but he was practically falling over. "C'mon, stand up straight." Her grip tightens if that was even possible.

"Please.." He was begging you now with his eyes tightly shut, his breaths becoming more labored as he tried to keep a grip on his last ounce of control. "How does it feel? To be the one that's completely controlled." You drop your hand from his crotch. He immediately lets out a whine as you let go of him. He slowly peeks open his eyes, his gaze falling on you as he's panting, sweat beading on his forehead. "Please." He repeated in a small voice, looking at your with desperacy.

"Please what?" You demanded he reply. He paused before replying, knowing as his dignity would dissolve the moment he spoke. "Please.. touch me.. again.." He slowly let out in a quiet whisper, almost a mumble. Tears stung his eyes as the words left his mouth. He screwed his eyes shut in embarrassment as the tears feel down his cheeks. "Do it yourself." You put your hand in front of his clothed cock, to which he whimpers, his hips twitching at the sight of your hand so close to his boner. Quickly he undid his belt, dropping his stained pants to his ankles. His hips quickly press against you through the thin fabric of his boxers, so thin that you could feel every vain, a sign of how badly he wanted you.

You let out a small laugh. His expression is one of pure shame and pleasure. "D-Dont mock me.." He says while shaking his head and sniffling. He was a complete mess. His legs shaking in pleasure, tears still falling, his hips hitting your hand at a constant pace. Precum leaked furiously causing a sticky feeling inside his boxers, which was rather uncomfortable, but he wasn't about to complain right now. You were getting impatient, wanting to get back to your friends before they got too suspicious. "I think I'm gonna cum.." he whispered. "Don't you fucking dare." You pressed his hips against the wall, his large body crashing against the hard wall. You pulled the band of his boxers down, the head of his pretty cock hitting his belly as he whines at the feeling.

"God, who knew you were so fucking easy hm?" You rub your thumb over his tip slowly. "Controlling you wasn't as challenging as you made it seem."

"I'm n-not eas-" You pump his cock at a ruthless pace as he latches onto you to stop himself from tumbling over. "Please-ah- so close..." He was on the verge, but you weren't planning on making this last longer than needed. You sped up your pace, other thumb teasing the slit of his tip once again. Without warning he came, the warm liquid gettin all over your forearm along with all over the bathroom floor. "Seriously? I was nice for once and this is what you do? So filthy" You say, grasp going back onto his cock, continuing to stroke him after his orgasm. "W-ait..y/n I cant- ah.. Holy shit- " He was thrashing around, relentlessly twitching as overstimulation washed over him. You stopped, not wanting to torture him too much.

You walked to the sink to wash your hands off, turning around to let out a laugh as you saw him putting his pants back on. "Clean the floor." You demanded as you flung open the door, heading back the party.

The bright lights blinded you, still feeling worked up after what you just did. In the haze you bumped straight into yeonjun who was completely wasted. His arm lazily flung around your should. "Y/n...?Wherv you beeennnn" he giggled but he smelt terrible. Great, more chores. But maybe this could add to the fun?

[pandacherryblossoms]

𐙚 Accidentally sending best friend Dream a nude 𐙚

Suggestive content... MDNI 18+

Mark, Renjun, & Jeno -

Haechan, & Jaemin -

Chenle, & Jisung -

[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

— POSTPONED — info

*sighs*, kinktober. what a fun excuse to actually finish all the fics i started and never finished... and start new ones... and just get motivated again. yippie! we could also call it recyletober. okay, sorry, that was so bad. anyway.

this time it's not gonna be as kink-oriented as last time... but that's okay! i just have some ideas that were brewing in my notes app and were not being attended to... also, as stated before, i am chronically addicted to character.ai. please don't download it or you will end up with 45h screentime a week JUST ON THAT APP. but it works great for inspo.... to not follow up on... until now!

also, this year we have multiple groups (3)! because hoshi (🤤) and riize have been all up in my business again. and yes, i started planning this at 5am.

also, yippie, i'm alive???

sorry, i love yapping. let's get to it:

october 1st: park wonbin (riize): read here!

october 7th: kwon soonyoung / hoshi (seventeen): read here!

october 10th: mark lee (nct 127/nct dream): pending...

october 13th: lee donghyuck / haechan (nct 127/nct dream): dick pic. thought it could be funny *shrugs*

october 16th: kim dongyoung / doyoung (nct 127) & huang renjun (nct dream): the most awkward threesome ever (?)

october 19th: wong yukhei / lucas (solo): "my ex broke up with me and i dare myself to fuck lucas" as aforementioned, it is my favorite concept. god, i love lucas so much i could die rn.

october 22nd: lee sohee & lee chanyoung / anton (riize): and they were roommates! canceled due to recent events

october 25th: huang renjun (nct dream): f-feet.. 😔 i'm so sorry...

october 28th: nakamoto yuta (nct 127): as a gender studies professor, he should really know better than to sleep with his student... but he will because this is my fic.

october 31st: lee jeno (nct dream): alpha! jeno... thank you, jeno, for ripping off your shirt on may 4th... and thank you anon for the ask... i started writing it right away and got distracted by depression. 💓

more infos tba! also, lmk if you want to be added to the taglist!

taglist: @rjreins @meowniee @deezbin @ant-onie @ablackbtsstan @gacktsa

[onlyforyoukook]

Forbidden Feelings

paring: haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

a/n: excuse my absence„ schools been bma 😭 i got my wisdom teeth out & on top of that these damn hurricanes // also ignore the typos 😓

4. THE WEDDING PT2

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