#nct asks

[ncityprincess]

Listen....Johnny....things I'd let him to do me....

*cracks knuckles*

i’m like 99.99999% sure i have a slight voyeurism thing 🫣 so like imagine you and johnny being at like a fancy gala or something and y’all are both horny af and so he pulls you into some closet or a sparkling clean bathroom and he pulls your panties to the side and just starts going to town on you. he has a vice grip on your hips as he sets a rough and deep pace. each thrust takes you closer and closer to the edge. and when you get too loud he roughly pulls you up by your hair to whisper in your ear.

“shut. the fuck up before someone hears us” he whispers through gritted teeth.

any other time he gets in one of his possessive moods he would just take the liberty of shutting you up by covering your mouth or sticking some fingers into it. but since you two are at a prestigious event filled with bright lights and cameras he’s still considerate enough to not ruin the makeup you worked oh so hard on <3 he pounding into you so hard that the straps of your dress are falling down your shoulders

and then finally you both finish a few moments later and you turn to look at each other and just laugh at how insane you both are for doing that

i need help

[celestiababie]

hi! i can’t stop thinking about jaehyun with a tongue piercing 😳 like… how smiley he gets when u stare at his tongue bec ure fascinated with it & how cocky he gets bec he can’t wait to try n play with u with it

Send Me Something :D

No because I can just imagine him sitting across from you while you two were on a dinner date and he notices how distracted you are while he's talking. It would boost his ego so much and he'd probably do "subtle" things just to tease you like licking his lips or leaning over to suck on your finger if it had sauce on it, letting his piercing touch the pad on your finger.

If he was feeling extra, he's purposely make eye contact with you while he twirled his tongue around your finger, letting your imagination wonder to all the ways he'd pleasure you after your date was over.

He'd probably be calling for the check when he heard your breath hitch, knowing how much you were dying to fuck his tongue.

[joongernaut]

CONGRATS ON 700+!!!!!!!!!!! i love your writing omg very much well deserved i’m so happy for you🥰for your request thing can i request 8, 29, and 84 with haechan? fwb to lovers kinda vibe? (or whatever you think would work best! ty ILY AND CONGRATS AGAIN<3333)

pairing: reader x lee haechan

genre/warnings: smut, fwb to (somewhat) lovers, a little fluff and humor, mutual masturbation, fingering, semi-public

word count: 1k

A/N: thank you and ily2 anon! 🥰 this was a nice combo tbh and it felt fairly easy to come up with a setting for it so i hope you like this!

you felt haechan’s foot lightly kick at the back of your leg from under the shared blanket and you let out a small noise of surprise, turning over on your side to face him with a glare. “what?!” you asked in exasperation and haechan fought back a smile at successfully getting your attention. “i can’t sleep without you here.” he told you, patting down on the empty space between you two.

scoffing, your eyes narrowed at him suspiciously. “we’re literally sharing a tent together. what more do you want?” you deadpanned, now sitting up a bit from your position. haechan scooted closer to you, a hand reaching out to grab at your waist as your body tensed up before easing into the familiar touch. “cuddle with me, duh.” he said, as if it were the most obvious thing to do at the moment.

this would sound like an odd request coming from anyone else at the campsite. but with haechan, considering your not-so-friendly history together, you were already expecting something like this to come up. especially since he practically begged jeno to switch tents with him just so he could be with you.

you actually didn't mind the close proximity at all. which is why you found yourself scooting closer to him while draping an arm over his torso. “knew you couldn't resist me.” haechan taunted with a grin and you rolled your eyes in response. “or maybe i just wanted to shut you up.” you retorted, the pout returning to his face as he looked at you in mild offense.

“if you wanted to shut me up, you could've just kissed me.” he said, his voice dropping a pitch lower. the sudden change in his demeanor made you let out a nervous chuckle. “sounds like you just want a kiss… knew you couldn't resist me.” you joked, your body growing a bit hotter from the intensity of his stare.

“you’re right… i can’t. and i do want to kiss you,” haechan mumbled, leaning in close enough that his breath fanned over your face as he lightly cupped your chin. “could do a lot of things to you right now, actually.” he added, his eyes drifting down to watch your tongue swipe at your bottom lip.

“then do it.” you whispered, the words coming out quicker than your own thoughts could process it, and haechan was just as quick to respond by moving forward.

it was always so easy to melt into him, the plushness of his lips against your own always reeling you in and pulling you deeper. your bodies pressed into each other more insistently as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, earning a quiet moan from you. haechan sat up more, pushing you to lay on your back as he slightly hovered over you and continued to lick into your mouth eagerly. the hand that was situated on your hip roamed downward to the front of your sweatpants before pausing briefly.

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs,” he broke the kiss, licking the tips of his fingers before his hand deftly slid past the waistband of your sweats and into your panties. “but i guess we’ll just have to settle with this until i can really get you alone.” he grunted once he felt your wet folds coating his fingers with arousal.

“don't care. just touch me, please.” you said through uneven breaths, using your own hand to cup him through his basketball shorts as he let out a hiss. you pressed a kiss to his lips quickly before trailing his neck as your hand slipped into his shorts and boxers, feeling his semi-hard cock and the generous amount of pre-cum leaking from his tip.

haechan began to pant as you started to stroke him, his pre-cum creating an easy glide for your hand as you got him harder and worked him up. he collected enough of your wetness to slip his ring finger snugly inside of you, then his middle, before slowly fingering you as he pressed his thumb down on your clit.

“i love it when you kiss my neck,” he said with a groan, a playful bite near his jugular making his hips thrust forward into your closed fist. “but i love it more when you kiss me instead.” he added, pressing his forehead against the top of your head until you looked up and captured his lips into another heated kiss.

with every deep thrust of haechan’s fingers into your pussy, your hand stroked him in time. his thumb started to circle your clit more firmly and, in return, you paid more attention to the tip of his dick and gave it a nice squeeze with every upward motion. he groaned into your mouth, throbbing in the palm of your hand as he curled his fingers upward making you clench hard.

“i’m gonna– fuck, i’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.” haechan breathed out shakily, fucking into your fist now, and you whimpered as his fingers continued to curl and thrust up against that spot along your walls. “cum with me, please? need you to cum with me.” he whined before pecking the corner of your mouth softly. your heart beat sped up at the small act of intimacy and you nodded weakly, grinding down on his digits as the coil in your stomach began to snap.

haechan’s mouth found yours again, swallowing every loud moan that threatened to come out while he helped you ride out your orgasm. your grip on his dick tightened and his hips stuttered as the action triggered his own orgasm, shooting ropes onto the inside of his underwear and a little bit on to your fingers.

you both shivered after retracting your hands from each other and haechan put his fingers in his mouth to clean them while you quickly wiped his remnants off your hand against his shorts. “ah, come on, that's gonna stain!” he whined and you shot him a smug smile. “should’ve never been annoying.” you shrugged, letting him wrap his arms around you as he brought you to his chest.

“you love my annoying ass.” he mumbled and you couldn't help but crack a smile, laying your head on his chest. after all, you did love his annoying ass.

[cherrybyunss]

OMG that's interesting AF.

Which member is the hardest to write???

This is actually really interesting cause I'd say Mark.

Here me out, I have a couple of Mark requests, and even though I do think I did a good job with Dangerous Woman and I do plan to write more Mark, including these requests, but I feel like I have such a hard time writing Mark lmao T^T

I think it has something to do with me not having accepted the extent to which I'm attracted to the man???

Like I have accepted he fact that Jisung is attractive to the point that he does shit and I'm just done rather than affected by it, unless someone pulls up the Drippin or The Bat performances.

With Mark on the other hand, I'm dissociated af, cause the day I finally realize and accept how attractive the man truly is, I won't know how to act.

HAVE YOU SEEN HOW DERANGED MARKFS ARE?? YEAH, NO THANKS!

I do still like getting his asks cause the Mark smut I write turns out quite good lol.

Okay, that was long.

[techtechonmymind]

NCT Ask Game!

*when appropriate you can answer overall or for each unit~ please also answer why you picked your answer! 💚

1. Design an NCT U unit - pick the members, styling, and genre

2. What’s a collaboration you’d like to see with an NCT member?

3. Favorite single?

4. Favorite lyrics?

5. Do you have a favorite year line (i.e. 96-line, 95-line, 00-line)? If not, another favorite grouping?

6. Favorite NCT variety segment?

7. Favorite NCT Life season?

8. Favorite b-side?

9. Favorite choreo?

10. Favorite styling?

11. Favorite music video?

12. Favorite all-group project?

13. Favorite album?

14. Most vivid NCT-related memory?

15. How did you become an NCTzen?

16. Favorite intro/outro/interlude?

17. Favorite instrumental?

18. Favorite SM Station featuring an NCT member?

19. Favorite non-SM Station collaboration featuring an NCT member?

20. Favorite solo project/NCT Lab?

21. Favorite behind the scenes content?

22. Favorite SMTown song featuring an NCT member?

23. Favorite vocalist?

24. Favorite dancer?

25. Favorite rapper?

26. Underrated vocalist?

28. Underrated rapper?

29. Favorite live performance?

30. Other! Anything you want to say about NCT 💚

[write-here-n-now]

im literally begging for any type of fluff for jungwoo or taeyong. i'm starving to death out here. 😩🫶🏽

Hiiii~ Thank you for the requests!

OMG @loveyongie, I am so so sorry for getting this out so late.

I decide to do both because why not. They both ended up being birthday themed as Taeyong's birthday was recently (not really) and so was mine (it has been more than a month *teehee*). I don't know if it is fluffy enough but I hope you like them both!

ENJOY!

Birthday shenanigans (Jungwoo's) | Birthday Surprise (Taeyong's)

[yutafrita]

continuing the anon's question (who asked you to assign Lana Del Rey songs to 127) how about the songs in your Spotify liked playlist?? songs that fit the vibe of each 127 member from there

Ooooo okay i can do this! I love this question. I’m going to avoid putting nct music to assign to any of them because that’s too easy imo lol.

Taeil 🌙

A little bit of a cop out, but since I listened to Moon Sujin because of Taeil’s collab with her I do always think of him whenever I listen to her stuff. This song is both fun but still shows her skill, something I think Taeil would do if he at some point gets a full solo. It has a fun production flair and really gives me Taeil vibes.

Johnny 🐱

In my head I can just SEE Johnny going crazy on the drums to this song….. i want him Yuta and Ty in a jrock unit so bad. I also feel Johnny would have listened to old FOB back in the day and probably loved this album in a nostalgic way. That’s my head canon at least and the vibe I get!

Taeyong 🌹

Considering all of the work and production ty has put into his solo, I really like this song for his vibe. The original song was good but this rework (despite who did it) is excellent and I feel like that’s Taeyong. He knows how to take things that may already be good and make them near perfect. He’s an amazing leader and artist, so I feel like the flicker rework is just perfect.

Yuta🍒

I still hope one day to have a Yuta-Johnny-Ty Jrock subunit. I love this song, and I think with Yuta’s vocals and stage presence this song very much reminds me of him. Love it and I think it gives very much his vibes.

Doyoung 🐰

I always think of Doyoung when I hear Taeyeon lol. He’s so supportive of his label mates it’s so sweet. Regardless, I chose this one specifically because Doyoung very much likes the emotional songs and this is my personal favorite from this album. The drama of it all really to me is Doyoung.

Jaehyun 🍑

So I initially was looking for a 00s rnb track for Jaehyun, but I feel like this song perfectly encapsulates Jaehyun. He would so lie in her eyes closed vibing out to this song or he definitely has.

Jungwoo 🐶

I LOVE THIS SONG so I was super excited when Jungwoo recommended it!! It’s very much Jungwoo just in that it’s a good, fun bop. Definitely see him having it on repeat in the dorms until they make him shut it off.

Mark 🦁

I knoowwww Mark has this song saved and loves it. It’s a good dance song and one of my personal favorite bad bunny songs lol. Honestly a Mark feature on a bad bunny song or vice versa would be earth shattering but I digress… anyways yes this is very Mark to me.

Haechan ☀️

I knew Haechan was going to be an MJ song since he just exudes Michael Jackson, and after going back and forth between Bad and Dirty Diana, I feel like this is the one. Haechan in his solo would so try to emulate Bad in terms of his image. It just so gives me Haechan and I can’t help but think of him when I hear Bad.

This was fun, thank you for the ask! Let me know if you’d like me to assign for any of the other units/ members :)

[haetrack]

"girl who is going to be okay" back with the hard hour!

i know you tend to write more dominant and sexier y/ns (which i think are chef's kiss, esp the doms) but when it comes to jaemin for some reason i always imagine him with a less experienced y/n.

he wants to be oh so sweet to you, taking his time by slowly dragging his cock through your warm walls, his head nuzzled in your neck, but you just won't stop squeezing around him out of nervousness. idk why but the image of a man trying his hardest to restrain himself from going the pace that he wants, having to come to a still multiple times while all the way inside you to just take a breather and calm down, is just so hot?

jaemin x afab!reader

wc: 6.4k

warnings: pwop LOL, established relationship, inexperienced reader, desperate jaemin, dry humping, fingering, praise, oral, protected sex, soft dom!jaemin, sub!reader

a/n: don't ask me what happened... i lost the fight against jaemin brainrot...

-

jaemin has been trying to control himself recently.

he’s always been more cautious with you knowing that you still get shy around him. he asks if he can kiss you, softly placing his lips on yours. his hands never grip too tight around your waist, and they never wander down too far. unless it’s you who’s initiating the touching, he’ll keep his hands to himself to stop the need to hold you tight against him.

even if he wants to.

it’s been an ongoing struggle recently. he doesn’t know why, but he’s been filled with the need to have your warm walls around his length. on the late nights where you’re not there with him, he’s left alone to fuck his fist, imagining it’s you wrapped around him. he’d be so good to you, taking care of your every need.

he knows that he’s supposed to take it slow with you. you opened up to him saying that you were more inexperienced and that you were open to trying things with him. you just wanted to take it slow, you weren’t in a rush. he obviously respected your opinion, but he can’t help the thoughts that flooded his mind.

all he could manage was a soft smile and a press of his lips onto yours. he couldn’t wait to have you how you wanted.

-

jaemin wants you to come onto him. he doesn’t want to pressure you into something you’re not ready for yet. 

it’s one night where you’re both watching a movie. you’re cuddled up into his side, trying hard to pay attention to the movie playing in front of you. you’re not sure what’s gotten into you, but you can’t stop thinking about jaemin. he’s not doing anything, his hand is smoothing over your side as he watches the movie. 

you keep thinking of your words from the other day. you were the one who suggested going slow, but as you’re sitting next to him now, you’re not sure how you’re supposed to hold up your words. you don’t know how to bring it up. you’re not even sure what exactly it is that you want.

you can feel heat building up in your body, your cheeks growing hot the more time you spend at jaemin’s side. you bury your head into his shoulder, and jaemin coos at the sight of you. you almost feel guilty for feeling so… like this while he has no idea. you can feel frustration build up inside you, tears threatening to prick at your eyes as you want something you’re not even used to.

you accidentally let out a soft whine, immediately slapping a hand around your mouth. you pull away from jaemin, your shocked eyes looking into his. he looks more worried than anything, his eyes scanning all across your face as he asks, “are you alright, angel? is anything wrong?”

he watches as you shake your head no. for a moment, he’s worried for you, his hands moving to hold yours as he checks over you. he’s quick to realize how your thighs are squeezing together. it’s easy for him to pick up what’s wrong with you. there’s a small smile on his face when he puts one of his hands on your cheek, “you feel hot. you need to tell me what’s wrong so i can help you.”

judging by how he’s looking at you, you can tell he probably already knows what’s wrong. you let out a shaky breath, unable to come up with any words. his thumb rubs softly into the skin of your cheek as you nuzzle into his touch. you take a deep breath before you speak, “i… i need your help, jaemin.”

he tilts his head, “with what?”

“w-want you to… touch me.” before he can do anything, you reach for his hand, placing it softly onto your thigh. he stares at it, squeezing lightly as he feels around. he’s touched you before, but there’s a difference between now and the quick, soft touches that he usually lays onto you. you’re asking him to touch you in a voice he’s never heard from you before.

he calls out your name, getting your attention as he stares into your eyes. you slowly move toward him, softly placing your lips onto his. that’s all he needs, your confirmation as he molds his lips against you. his hands hold your face, keeping you still as your hands stay on the couch. one eventually makes it to his thigh, lightly touching it like he touched you earlier.

he lets you pull away from the kiss to take a breath. he finds himself slightly out of breath, too caught up with the feeling of your lips. he wants to feel you closer to him, despite you sitting right by him. he clears his throat, “can i try something?”

you whisper out a yes. he tells you to stand up as you watch him get more comfortable on the couch, spreading his legs apart. he looks up at you, patting his thighs, “come and sit down.”

the initial nervousness comes back as you feel more heat bloom in your face. your hands squeeze into fists as you debate on what you should do. it doesn’t last long, though. there’s a need for you to be close to him, to have him hold you as you kiss him. you want to feel the heat of his body against you as he kisses you.

you move slowly as you settle yourself on top of his thighs. it’s not uncomfortable, but you’re nervous to have him this close to you. he’s smiling at you, his hands sliding up on your thighs, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin. he bats his eyelashes at you, “do you still want to kiss?”

nodding, you learn forward to press your lips onto his. you’re mindful of how you’re sitting on him, not wanting to put all your weight down on him. he’s quick to run his hands down your sides, getting you to fully sit down on him. 

he hums against you, gripping down onto your waist. he has you so close, and he can feel how warm you are against him. his tongue darts out, licking at your bottom lip. you open up slightly, letting his tongue lick into your mouth. it’s different from the soft kisses he gives you, and you welcome it as you move your tongue against his.

a soft whine escapes you, and before jaemin can try to get you to make that sound again, you instinctively roll your hips down onto his thigh. jaemin lets out an internal groan, swearing that he could feel you clench on top of him. all he’s done is kiss you and you’re already worked up. you move to get closer to him, your chest against his as he presses a hand to your back.

you roll your hips down, small noises escaping your mouth as you chase any type of friction you can get. your hands make it onto his shoulders for support as you mindlessly grind against him. 

jaemin can feel himself getting hard from the way you’re moving on top of him and from the way you’re whimpering in his mouth. he grabs your hips, shifting you right on top of his clothed cock. you don’t seem to notice at first, but when his cock twitches against his thigh, you pull away from him, staring down.

jaemin starts, “when you move like that on top of me…”

“it feels good for you, too?” 

he nods, smoothing his hand over your back, “i think i could cum just like this. whatever you do, angel, i like.”

you gasp at his words, feeling his hands snake around to your back, moving you forward against him. he lets out a swear at the feeling, moving his hands to your waist as you grind down. there’s a newfound desperation in your movements knowing that jaemin feels just as good as you feel, that you’re making him feel this way. 

you’re on top of him, rolling down your hips in a way that seems too out of character for you. the shy, reserved self that you show to him is gone, replaced with the need to get yourself off with him. you’re using him, pants of his name fan across the skin on his neck as his hands wander a little further down.

he’s no better than you. he’s letting out low grunts as his hips roll up to meet yours. his hands finally make it to your ass, giving it a light squeeze as he lets out a curse. there’s been too many times he’s had to stop himself from doing this, his hands moving a little rougher against you. he helps you roll your hips down onto him, grinding you down onto his tip.

he could easily flip you over, could pull down your shorts and panties and rut against your leaking pussy. but he can’t, choosing to be content with how he has you now. he grits his teeth, pushing away the thoughts as he hears you let out a whimper of his name. he asks with a low voice, “angel, do you feel like you might cum?”

you don’t answer right away, your whines and whimpers filling the air as you try to process what he said. you can feel him twitching under you, rolling his hips up against yours. your head falls to his shoulder, “jaemin, i need… i need to cum!”

his hands grip your hips, setting a pace for you as he grinds you harder against him. it doesn’t take long for you to cum, not when he’s holding you and letting out groans of your name. seeing you so desperate to cum pushes him over the edge, cum staining his boxers as he ruts his hips up.

there’s a comfortable silence between the two of you, heavy breaths filling the air as you collect yourselves. his arms wrap around your back, pulling you into a hug. you smile against his shoulder, your arms trying their best to wrap around his slumped figure on the couch.

it doesn’t take you long to start whining, “i’m hot and sticky all at the same time, jaemin. i think we might need to move.”

he murmurs against you, “let me hold you a little longer, angel. i liked this so much.”

“i did, too,” you press a kiss to his skin, “and as much as i did, i need to shower.”

a laugh fills the space between the two of you, “of course.” he pulls away from you, watching as you stand up on wobbly legs. to your embarrassment, he moves to walk you to the restroom, ignoring your complaints. 

-

jaemin thought that maybe just that once, you would act out on your instincts.

he noticed that you let him be a bit more touchier. he didn’t want to push anything, but he let his hands linger on you a lot longer than they used to. you didn’t even shy away when he would, you’d let his hands stay where they want to be. you’re the same, you kiss him more openly; you try teasing him a bit more, too. 

he likes seeing you be more open with him, likes seeing you feel more confident in your love. he’ll do anything you want him to if it means he can make you feel more comfortable. 

it’s another day that he’s at his apartment with you. you’ve had more time to come over, more time to spend with your boyfriend. he doesn’t expect anything because he has to remind himself: you want to take it slow. he doesn’t mind, he loves spending time with you regardless.

he doesn’t really expect you to come to him that day while he moves you both to his bedroom, a shy look as you approach him, “jaemin…”

he smiles at you, “hey, angel. what is it?’

“can we… can we do what we did the other day again?’

“what do you mean? what did we do exactly?”

you’re not dumb to not notice his sly smirk, a cat-like grin growing on his face. he knows exactly what you mean, but he’s trying to get you to say it. your face heats up, murmuring out words that you can’t even understand.

he moves to sit on the corner of the bed, his head tilting at your mumbled words. he reaches his arms out towards you, “you’re gonna have to tell me what it is that you want, baby. can’t help you if you don’t tell me.”

without much thinking, you move to sit down on jaemin’s thighs. he didn’t expect you to move like that on your own, shown by how his breath hitches in his throat. his hands don’t hesitate to move to your waist, bringing you closer to him before they drop to your thighs. his thumbs move to the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, causing you to shiver on top of him.

he chuckles at the sight of you, likes how your shorts have ridden up, giving him all access to your thighs. he pushes you right on top of his bulge, and slowly grinds you down on top of him, “i had my baby waiting for too long, hm? i should’ve known you needed me, right?”

you’re already feeling dizzy from his words, trying to grind down on him already, trying to chase the feeling from before. his hands stop you, though, keeping you in place. he bites back a groan when he feels you squirm on top of him, “won’t you tell me how much you needed me?”

your voice comes out breathy, “i- couldn’t stop thinking about you. i tried touching myself, but… it just didn’t feel right without you.”

jaemin’s grip on you gets tighter, his eyes shutting at the thought. imagining you stuffing your hands in your shorts, trying to make yourself feel just as good as he made you feel. he lurches forward, caging you in a heated kiss. he can feel you try to keep up with him, your arms wrapping around his neck as you do.

he can feel how desperate you are, no restraint shown in how you moan into his mouth. you’re more unrestrained, and he loves it, loves how he’s made you like this. he’s just as needy as you are, probably even more than you are. he’s the first one to start moving, his hips grinding up into yours. he’s practically using you like a toy, groaning in your ear at the feeling.

his grip loosens, allowing you to move with him. you drag your clit along his hardening cock, clenching around nothing as jaemin peppers kisses along your shoulder. it feels just as good as last time, but you can't help but feel like you’re missing something. you want him, you need him to help you make you feel good. “jaemin, i-” you whimper, “i w-want more, please.”

he has to forcibly stop himself from grinding up to you, focusing on your words, “what do you want me to do?”

you grab one of his hands, looking at his fingers before placing it back at your inner thigh, “i-i want you to touch me. like how i tried touching myself.”

jaemin’s head tilts back, eyes shutting at your words. you can feel him twitch under you, his hands balling at his sides. he takes a breath before refocusing on you, “can you stand up for me?”

you do, moving off of him, immediately whining when you’re not close to him. he shushes you lightly when he rests against the headboard of his bed, his legs spread, eyes filled with need as he looks at you. “come here, angel. i’ll make you feel good.”

you crawl over to him, and as you’re about to face him, he turns you around so that your back is towards him. he pulls you against his chest, his head resting on your shoulder as he coos at you, “can you take off your shorts for me, baby?”

you’re a bit shy, but do so nonetheless. you struggle, too eager for him to continue. he watches you, eyes zeroing in on the expanse of skin being exposed to him. this is the most he’s ever seen of you, and you’re not even fully undressed. without thinking, he says, “you’re so pretty, angel. so pretty, just for me, hm?”

you’re quick to agree, your back pressing against his chest. you can feel his cock twitch under you, and it makes you more eager. his fingers leave featherlight touches along your thighs, inching close to where you need him most. he hums in your ear, “needed me to feel good, couldn’t touch yourself without my help. you’ll let me help you, right?”

you let out a whine at his words, squirming on top of his lap to get him to continue. he lets out a low chuckle, “my eager baby, i’ll make you feel good. just be patient.”

his fingers trace circles on your inner thighs, enjoying the small noises you let out at his teasing. you don’t try to rush him anymore, trying your best to stay still on his lap. you’re biting down on your lip when his fingers rest on the edge of your panties. he’s sitting there, so close to your heat while pressing kisses to your neck, and you’re not sure how much more you can take.

“jaemin, please touch me. i wanna know how it feels.”

he traces his fingers along your clothed slit. he immediately lets out a shaky breath when he does, realizing just how wet you are from the little touches he’s offered you. you’re like this because of him, and he knows you’ve never felt like this for anyone else. he’ll make sure you’ll never want anyone to do this to you.

“you’re dripping, angel,” his fingers press against your clit, “is it all for me?”

you gasp, hips twitch at the feeling, “y-yes! all for you, please keep going.”

he can’t say no when you ask so nicely, your sweet voice taking over all of his thoughts. his middle finger makes slow circles on your clit, enjoying the way whimpers easily begin slipping out of you. you hold onto his arm for support, your hips trying to rut up in his touch, unknowingly trying to gain more stimulation.

his other hand that’s not touching you pries your leg open, keeping it from trying to shut around his hand. you’re so sensitive, responding to the light touches with high pitched moans, whimpers of his name rolling off of your tongue. he has to forcibly stop himself from grinding into your ass, biting the inside of his cheek when he can feel himself twitching. 

he knows you need more when your nails begin to dig into the skin of his arms. his arm has a hard time trying to keep your legs open for him, caught up in all the sensitivity of his touches. you break when he speeds up the circles on your clit, “j-jaemin, hold on! i might- i might cum!”

“isn’t that what my angel wants?”

you feel embarrassed asking, but if you don’t tell him, he’ll never know, “can we… i wanna feel your fingers on me- or in me.”

jaemin’s head tilts back onto the headboard, all of his restraint lost at your words. “i’ll help you, wanna show you just how good you can feel. is that okay with you?”

“yes… please, jaemin.”

his fingers move to pull your panties to the side, exposing your dripping pussy to him. he bites down on his lip again to contain the moan that threatens to slip out. he can look over and see how wet you are for him, how you’re on display for him. “my angel has the prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen,” he lets out a breath at the whimper that comes from you, “so needy just for my fingers.”

you let out a whine, your hips bucking into the air as you try to search for any friction. he finally gives in, two fingers moving to circle at your clit. you melt immediately, head lolling onto his shoulder, loud whimpers filling the air. he mumbles in your ear, “wanna get you all wet for me before i try fingering you, okay?”

“please keep going.”

he presses a kiss to the shell of your ear, fingers speeding up on your clit. he can feel you begin twitching on top of him, legs threatening to close on his hand. you try to keep yourself spread open for him. jaemin’s other hand slowly trails up your body, reaching under your shirt to one of your boobs. he groans when he realizes you aren’t wearing a bra, fingers meeting a hard nipple.

with jaemin’s fingers on your clit and tugging on your nipple, it doesn’t take long for you to begin dripping all over the sheets. your moans have raised in pitch, calling out to him, begging him for more. “you’re ready for my fingers, angel? wanna feel them inside you?”

a moan of his name slips out of you, pleading for him. he plants a kiss on your shoulder, licking at the spot right after, “of course, baby. gonna take it slow for you.”

his hand slides down, his middle finger making it to your entrance. he shushes you when you start squirming, his finger slowly sliding inside you. it feels different, but good. your legs shut around his hand, and he lets it happen as he watches in awe. you’re so tight, he thinks. he wonders how he’s gonna fit himself inside of your tight pussy.

the thought makes him twitch in his pants, bringing himself back to the task at hand. your legs slowly open back up, your hips rolling in time with the movements of his finger. he didn’t expect to see the sight of you like this this fast. you let out a moan, “wan’ another finger, jaemin.”

“angel’s ready for another?” his ring finger moves to your entrance, slowly entering inside along with his middle finger. he can feel you tightly clench around his fingers, letting out a cry when his palm rubs against your clit. it’s too much, the sensation bringing you quickly to the edge. it’s only intensified when jaemin curls his fingers inside you, finding a spot inside you the sends shocks along your spine.

“feel good, baby?”

you can barely hear him, thighs beginning to shake as he presses he continues presses his fingers against your sweet spot. you’re falling apart quickly, his fingers plunging deep inside you as his other hand moves back to your boob, groping at the flesh. you let out a sob, “gonna cum, jaemin. wanna cum so bad!”

“yeah, gonna cum all over my fingers? go ahead and cum, pretty.”

your head falls back onto his shoulders, a wail leaving you as you cum, clenching on his fingers. his watches you intensely, watches how you’re left a mess because of him. he gives up on keeping your legs open, liking just how much you show how good he’s making you feel. 

he leaves kisses along your neck, his hand thumbing over your nipple and his palm slowly rubbing into your clit. you ride out your orgasm, letting out a squeak when the stimulation feels a little too much. he removes his hands from you, choosing to wrap them around you as he whispers in your ear, “did so good for me, angel. loved watching you fall apart because of me.”

while you’re coming down from your high, jaemin subtly brings his fingers that are wet with your slick to his mouth. he almost wants to moan around his fingers, realizing that you’re the sweetest thing he’s ever tasted. he likes the taste of you on his tongue so much, realizing he might just have to do more than finger you next time.

your breaths begin to even out, your mind becoming clear from the haze you were in. you can feel jaemin nuzzle into your neck, but more importantly, you can feel his dick press into your backside. he’s still hard, and you realize he hasn’t cum yet.

jaemin watches as you slowly turn your body to face him, sliding down to your knees. he moves to sit at the edge of the bed, your dazed eyes following his every move. your head moves to rest on his knee, looking up at him with a pretty smile on your face, “are you gonna teach me how to make you feel good?”

he follows your hand that trails up his thigh, dangerously close to his bulge. his angel wants to make him feel good. his hand cups your cheek, thumb sliding across your skin, “gonna be good for me, baby?”

-

over the course of a few weeks, jaemin has been seeing a change in you.

you’re more touchy now, easing into his side as you cuddle on the couch. you don’t shy away when he touches you either, choosing to go along with his antics. you tease him, a playful smile on your face when you let yourself sit on his lap.

now, you try to initiate more intimate acts with him. you’re still a little nervous, jaemin helping you along the way as you lay back onto his bed, fingers moving inside you. you always return the favor, jaemin liking the way you look with his cock in your mouth way too much.  he’s also had the time to eat you out, easily folding when you ask him to use his mouth one day.

which is how he finds himself today, harshly sucking on your clit while his fingers plunge into your dripping cunt. your whimpers and moans fill the air, almost covering up the lewd sounds of jaemin eating you out. every time he does this, he acts like a man starved, licking at your entrance just to get a taste of your slick.

one of his hands makes it to your boob, kneading at the flesh just to get you to moan out for him, just to feel you clench harder around his fingers. you whine when he pulls his fingers out of you, his tongue moving to lap at your hole. what’s different is that his tongue slips in, pressing into your hole.

your hips jut into his face, his nose rubbing against your clit. it feels so new, and it sets off a desire in you. your mind is now needing to be filled up with something more, something that jaemin can easily provide to you.

one of your hands wraps around the one on your boob, moving to interlock his fingers with yours. you can feel him smile against you, speeding up his movements. you call out to him weakly, getting his attention as he hesitantly moves away from your pussy. you try to ignore how his mouth and chin are wet, his low voice asking, “what is it, baby?”

you try to put yourself together, your voice coming out shaky when his other thumb rubs against your clit, “i-i’m ready.”

“ready to cum? i’ll make sure you do.”

before he can plunge back to your cunt, you call him once more, “not for that! well, to cum, but… i think i’m ready to have sex with you.”

at lightning speed, he sits up, eyes bulging out of his head, “really? are- are you sure? it’s not too soon?”

“no,” you smile, “i-i mean, i trust you. i trust you to, um, take care of me.”

he watches as shyness takes over you, avoiding eye contact as you talk. there’s a soft smile on your face, your words being genuine. “you should’ve told me so i could’ve made today more special,” he nags, “i could’ve had a whole day with you, angel.”

you let out an airy laugh, “any time i get to spend with you is special, jaemin.”

he huffs, “if you say you’re ready, then you’re ready. if at any point in time you want me to stop, i’ll stop. we can do anything you want, just say the word.”

“want this, jaemin. want you.”

he lets out an affirming okay, quickly sliding off of the bed in order to take his sweats off, choosing to leave his boxers on for now. he quickly rejoins you, “i’m gonna finger you some more, alright, baby? wanna make sure that you’ll be nice and ready for me.”

you nod, choosing to sit up a little more as you watch two of his fingers slide into you. you’re still so wet, his fingers easily plunging inside you. he scissors his fingers inside you, stretching you out for him. his thumb hooks around to your clit, rubbing in tight circles that has your head lolling back. 

“doesn’t take long for you to get ready for me, hm? my baby just needs my help, right?’ his words shoot straight to your core, pushing you close to cumming. he can feel you clench tightly, adding a third finger as he continues. 

you tell him that you’re close, whining that you want to cum with him instead. he smiles at you, cooing, “want you to cum now, then i’ll know that you’re ready to take my cock.”

you immediately let go, cumming all over his fingers. he knows what sets you off now, how to get you to cum quickly with just a few motions. he grins at the sight of you, “so good for me, my baby is so good for me.”

you swat him away when he tries continuing, a small laugh leaving him as you do. his hand smoothing over your thigh calms you, bringing you back to look up at him with a certain look. he bites down on his lip when you speak, “i think i’m ready- think i’m ready for you, jaemin.”

“yeah?” jaemin tries not to sound nervous himself, “my baby needs me already?”

you nod, covering your face in embarrassment at his words. it’s even more embarrassing when you ask, “you have c-condoms, right?”

he reaches over to his nightstand, fishing one out from the bottom of his drawer. since he started dating you, he hasn’t found the need to buy anymore. he thanks his past self for leaving just a few behind, he would’ve died if he had to say no to you now. a bright smile shines on his face when he shows it to you, laughing at you when you look at it weirdly.

“wanna watch me put it on?”

you laugh at his words, thanking him internally for trying to lighten the mood.

as jaemin slides the condom on, he realizes he wants this just as bad as you do. he notices how his chest is heaving with every breath he takes, and he’s not even inside you yet. his eyes glance up towards yours, looking back at him, pleading for him to just do something. “i’m gonna start moving. angel, need you to tell me if i need to slow down or stop moving.”

you nod sweetly at him, hand moving to cup his cheek, thumb smoothing over his skin. “i love you, jaemin. you can start.”

your sweet words and action has his skin burning up, his cheeks turning red as he lines himself up at your entrance. he can feel how warm you are, his tip sliding over your slit a few times, working the both of you up. his body hovers over yours, moving to press kisses on your neck when he slides in.

your nails dig into his shoulders when he presses in. he lets out a grunt, “s-so tight, need you to relax, baby. can’t move if you’re not relaxed.”

“s-sorry! i just- you’re so big.”

he groans at your words, his head falling to your shoulder again. he slips out of you, giving you a second to relax before you give him the go ahead again. he slowly slips his tip in, wincing when he feels you clamp down on him. he bites down on his lip to stop any embarrassing sounds from coming out, hand soothing your side as he pushes more of his length in.

it’s a weird feeling for you, it doesn’t exactly hurt, but he is stretching you open. nothing this big has been inside you, so used to his fingers. you let out broken whines, asking him to stop at certain points. your nails lightly scratch down his back, 

his hips finally are flush against yours, his cock buried deep inside you. you can feel him twitch, slightly shaking on top of you. he’s trying to calm you down, soft words being whispered into your ear, followed by soft kisses. his thumb snakes between your bodies, tracing light circles on your clit.

if only you knew how much he was struggling not to buck his hips into your cunt. you’re so tight, so warm, clenching down on his cock. your walls are getting used to the intrusion, soft pants fanning across his face. you call out his name, his hips accidentally pushing closer to you as you clench around him. he quickly apologies, eyebrows furrowing at the feeling.

“i-” you let out a breath, “i want you to s-start moving. s-slowly, please.”

“of course, angel. like i said, tell me if i need to stop, if i need to slow down, or anything, okay?”

you nod quickly, jaemin leaning back up, his eyes staring down at where you two are connected. you spare a look, getting embarrassed at the sight. he starts slowly moving, pulling slowly out of you before pushing back in. you can feel every inch of him, your warm walls inviting him in. it’s so easy for you to just let him take over, the feeling slowly bleeding into pleasure as he gets a rhythm.

while you’re getting used to the feeling, jaemin seems to be losing himself in you. every time he moves his hips, he can feel how wet you are. it’s like you try to suck him back in when he tries pulling out, like you need him to keep on fucking you. your arms are wrapped around his shoulder, bringing him closer to you. he’s surrounded by all of you, your scent, your cunt, the pretty sounds you’re making.

when you start moaning his name, he has to stop, head falling to your shoulder as he tries to keep his composure. he knows he can’t just yet, but he wants to fuck into your cunt, wants to have you fucked stupid just because of his cock. the thought makes him twitch inside you, the feeling of his orgasm already bubbling up in his abdomen.

he lets out a shaky exhale before he starts moving again, a little faster than before. “how’re you feeling, baby? tell me how it f-feels for you.”

“feels so good, jaemin! your cock feels so good inside me!”

you clench down on him, your hips rolling up into his. you’re moving in time with his thrusts, your nails raking down his back, leaving trails of red marks for later. he doesn’t care though, not when you’re wrapped tightly around him, not when he gets to hear you moan his name. all he can think about is you, and how badly he wants to flip you over and really fuck you.

“so tight, you keep clenching so tight around me, wanna make this pussy mine. tell me it’s mine, angel.”

“please! ‘s all yours, i’m all yours!”

he lets out a growl, he’s quickening his pace, hands gripping onto the sheets near your head. he needs to kiss you or else he might think about how bad you need him, how he’s been the one to show you all this. you kiss him back, whining into his mouth as your chest arches into his. he can feel your hard nipples against his chest, letting out a low fuck.

he can feel himself getting close, his thumb rubbing quick circles on your clit. he can start feeling you clench around him, your voice rising in volume as you start babbling out to him. he prays that your close, too. he doesn’t think he can last much longer, not with the way you’re wrapping around him.

“gonna cum, angel? you wanna cum, gonna cum with me?”

he sounds so needy, just as fucked out as you are. you can barely register his words, but you know you need to cum just as bad as he does. he picks up his pace, his hands gripping onto your hips as he pounds into you. his low moans join your whines and whimpers, jumbled praises leaving his mouth as he gets closer, “s-so good for me, angel. pussy made just for me, only for me. no one else will ever have you like this.”

you nod, tears pricking your eyes as you come undone, cumming all over his cock. he’s quick to follow, unable to stop himself from cumming when you clench down on his cock. he’s groaning in your ear, quickly moving to messily kiss you. he licks into your mouth, moaning when you start milking his cock.

he slows down, quickly sliding out of you. he sits back on his knees, eyes staring at your spent pussy. he’s broken from his trance when you let out an embarrassed whine of his name. he chuckles when you shut your legs, sliding the condom off before tossing it in the trash.

you’re so tired, all of your energy being used up. jaemin rejoins you in bed, hand smoothing over your thigh, admiring the glow emanating off of you, almost wishing he could take a picture. maybe for another time, he thinks, he’ll bring it up later.

it’s quiet, enjoying the presence of your boyfriend as his light touches move all over. before you can fall asleep, his voice calls out to you, “angel, we gotta get you cleaned up.”

you whine, “but ‘m too tired, you did this to me.”

he laughs, hand moving to hold yours, “i know, i know. let me make it up to you, let me take care of my baby, hm?”

you sigh contentedly, “in five minutes.”

he can’t ever argue with you, easily giving up when he lays right by your side, “five minutes, baby.”

[neopuppy]

I don't know if your hard hours are still open but the pic you posted for it is def giving like emo hot skater boy massive c!ck energy and idk maybe like a kinda cocky reader who doesn't believe skater boy jeno is hung and he has to show the reader (who might be acting like a brat) what they're missing 🫣 could be interesting I don’t know

warnings. unprotected public penetration, dubcon, Jaemin’s here for a show—and to film

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“He thinks he’s so cool.”

“That’s ‘cause he is.” Your friend drawls on dreamily, chin perched between her knees where you sit together along the skate bowl. “He’s in a band, he has tattoos, and he has a huge cock.”

With a loud sarcastic scoff you roll your eyes dramatically, piping up to talk down to her. “Oh yeah? Because you’ve seen it firsthand?!”

“No,” she says annoyed. “Not yet, but everyone knows Jeno’s packing! He talks about it all the time!”

“Exactly.” You bark, poking at her arm. “He talks about it all of the time, but that’s it. He’s nothing but talk, and if a guy really had all that going on, he wouldn’t need to brag like that loser does.”

“That’s not true, he has like— a reputation!” She fusses, sitting up to hang her legs along the inside of the pool. “Girls always gossip about how he leaves them feeling stretched for days. You’re just a hater.”

“He’s full of shit.” You continue to accuse, glaring at Jeno across the way flexing his arms and showing off his now completed sleeve with a cocky grin that’s growing larger by the second. “He’s so annoying, tiny dick bitch.”

“What’d you just say?!?”

Shit. Jaemin.

“Huh?” Playing dumb, you shoo him off, swiping your phone open to quickly change the topic.

Jaemin snatches the device from your grip, holding it over the bowl with threat to drop it to the concrete from a high point. “Hey! What the hell!” You shoot up, jumping to smack his arm and reach for your phone. “You asshole!”

“Who is a tiny dick bitch?” He grins, playfully pushing you away with a palm against your chest. “Hey Jeno!” He whistles, breaking apart the conversation his best friends’ been entertaining for the last 40 minutes.

“What?! Can’t you see that I’m busy!”

“You need to hear this!” Jaemin calls out, motioning for him to come close. Jeno grunts loudly, holding up a finger toward the swarm of girls drooling around him.

“One sec.” He trudges over annoyed, finally glancing at you, fast enough to miss before he shoots a glare at Jaemin. “What the fuck? I was about to leave and fuck—“

“With your tiny dick?” Jaemin laughs, winking at you. “Can you believe this brat’s going around telling everyone you got a little baby cock?”

“What?!?” Jeno’s face instantly hardens, flushing red up to his ears with anger before averting his attention to you. “What the fuck are you on about?!”

Jaemin clears his throat, pocketing your phone to grab his and pull open a video he just finished recording behind your back, proving everything you’d just said.

“Oh, I’m all talk?!” Jeno stalk’s forward, forcing your legs to move back and flicker your gaze away quickly for a fast escape. “Tiny dick bitch?!”

“Yeah! Shriveled up little pinky dick!” You shriek, breaking off into a run with Jeno and Jaemin fast to chase after you.

“Shitshitshit!” The only advantage you have is lack of weight on your back, having left your bag back at the skatepark hoping that your friend will have the decency to pick it up for you.

A bus pulls up just in time to jump on through the open back doors, hunched over too short of breath to notice Jeno and Jaemin pushing through the crowd from the front to find you hidden in the back corner. “God damnit.”

Jaemin’s tongue clicks, drawing your phone out between two fingers. “You don’t want this back?” He pouts, blinking tauntingly as Jeno rounds behind your back and presses up too close, leaving you with no choice but to be stuck sandwiched between them. “Damn you don’t even have a passcode on this.”

His eyes turn bright, unlocking your phone, working fast to open your photos and scroll through. “What the fuck.” He snorts, turning the screen toward Jeno. “Look at this shit, a whole album dedicated to you.”

“Jaemin, no!” You squeak, bubbling with embarrassment as Jeno reaches past you, slinking his other arm around your waist to keep you in place before he scrolls through the hundreds of screenshots from his socials.

“Aw, you’re really just mad you haven’t gotten to take my cock, huh?” Jeno leans in to whisper, chuckling against your ear. “You know it’s big.”

“You’re full of shit.” You snap, glaring from the corner of your eye at his flawless profile and sharp gaze scanning your face full of intrigue.

“Wanna find out for yourself?” The palm laid flat on your stomach strays to snatch your wrist and pull your arm behind your back, jerked forward as you resist only to collide with Jaemin’s broad chest. He smirks, wiggling eyebrows at you and opening up your phone’s camera, panning to your shocked face as Jeno places your hand against his heavy groin. “Your fucking hand can’t even cover my cock and you wanna call me small?”

“I said tiny.” You croak, doing your best to keep your fingers elongated and not squeeze around the bulge squished against your palm.

Jaemin laughs under his breath, directing the phone lower to film his fingers toying with the end of your skirt. “Come on Jeno.” He stands up straight, parting his legs open to barricade the space in front of you. “Slip it in real quick and let her find out just how tiny you are.”

Air gets caught in your throat, listening to Jeno hum in thought against your ear, drawing a long breath between his teeth. “That’s not a bad idea.” The sound of his zipper lowers, shoving your hand inside to rest along his thick girth, no boxers, nothing to separate your palm from hot smooth flesh lifted in different areas by what you can assume can only be large pulsing veins.

Large veins just like the ones lining Jeno’s sleek physique, rippling through his biceps even under the different shades and gradations of inked art running up and down his arm. He reaches forward to grip your chin and turn your face to the side, dark gaze locked on yours. “A lot of zoomed in shots in that album.”

He means the collection of his bulge and what you swore was a hard-on scattered within the album of his selfies and outfit shots, even the douchey shirtless gym mirror photos(because other than the lump between his thighs, those are your favorites).

“Think you can take it?” He slides over your hand, wrapping his long digits around to encase your palm around the base of his length, ripping a shocked(and elated) gasp from your lips. “Bet you can’t, you’d probably scream and cry to take it out before I even get 5 inches in.”

“Yeah.” Jaemin pipes in, holding your phone by your hips to get a shot of your hand lost inside his best friend's pants. “Talked a lot of shit back there, look at this mess.” He whistles again, tsk tsk tsking as he pushes your skirt up to film the shiny streaks trickling down your inner thighs. “If you’re this wet already, that only means one thing.”

“Cock slut.” Jeno bites, teeth clicking together as he gathers the back of your skirt up and fists your panties to one side harshly, popping the seams under his roughness.

“I can take your little cock.” You finally manage to speak, having to coat your throat with multiple gulps to make sure you don’t sound as pathetic as you feel. “Probably won’t even feel that shit.”

Jaemin’s mouth parts open shocked, panning to Jeno’s intense gaze, the veins along his throat quivering. “Just for that, I’ll make sure you take every inch.”

The bulbous tip of his length probes at your entrance, sliding past your slick wet hole between your folds to really make you feel just how wide he is. The fear and excitement of finally feeling Jeno’s cock firsthand and not vicariously through eavesdropping has your toes curling inside of your shoes, reaching to wrap your hands around his forearm tucked under your ribcage, digging your nails into the different colorful tattoos.

He presses in closer, forehead rolling against yours as he leads the tip back to your entrance and pokes in, rubbing the slit against your tense muscle. “Fuck, how am I supposed to fit inside this tight pussy?”

Jaemin swallows, turning the camera to selfie mode, holding it between your thighs to watch the close up view of his best friend's massive size forcing way past your tight hole. “Don’t think she can.” He says mostly to himself, enjoying the voyeuristic sensation more than he’d expected, cock twitching the longer he watches Jeno tease at your entrance.

“Put it in.” You mumble, near the brink of tears. “Put your stupid useless little cock inside of me already.”

Jeno’s entire expression turns furious, gripping the middle of his girth firmly to force the head of his length in despite the snapping resistance he’s met with. “Fuck.”

Kissing the backs of his teeth, he pauses to feel your muscle suck around him, pulsating rapidly as tears silently pass down your cheeks and your lips tighten shut to keep in a broken mewl. “Now, imagine that..” he struggles to say calmly, panting heavily against your ear. “But 9 more inches, buried all the way in. Nice and deep.”

Jaemin groans in agreement, tapping under your navel. “Right here.”

Jeno kneads under one of your breasts to quell the need to thrust further in, twitching as he counts each tear drop flowing down past your chin. “Imagine it.” He says, pulling the tip out with an obscene pop that garners the attention of a few bystanders who turn to look for less than a second.

He pats your exposed buttcheek, snapping your underwear back into place. “Because you’re never going to get it now sweetheart.”

[mrkis]

requesting mark texts pls<3

doin what i do best

[ncityprincess]

bored and can’t sleep. any night owls up and wanna chat? my inbox is open <3

[celestiababie]

i want to get railed by jaehyun n mingyu at the same time… is that too much to ask

Don't we all?

Bitch (lovingly) get to the BACK of the line. ME FIRST

No but seriously, Mingyu and Jaehyun have such different personalities yet some similarities that would make a threesome really dynamic in my opinion.

Mingyu in my opinion is a switch with a sub lean and Jaehyun is a switch with a dom lean.

Jaehyun would have patience, not speak too much but have this underlying aura of dominance and complete self control.

Mingyu would be more outwardly eager, having moments of cuteness that would contrast his bold actions.

But one thing that would be the same for both is their love of manhandling you—they both have a bit of a strength kink and it would be so fucking hot.

Can you imagine mingyu holding you up with your legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked into you while Jaehyun also thrusts into you from behind....a want- no...a need fr

[jistagrams]

Nerdy jisung..... def would be sitting in his car listening to some rnb singer like frank ocean or sza, talking to eachother as the music hums in the background, car was barley dirty. Looks way to clean to be owned by some 22 year old in college, little do you know he had taken it to get washed and cleaned the day before you guys hung out. you both went on random subjects, but he can't get one thing out of his head. that thing was your stupid little dress you had on, sure u wanted to look all pretty for some nerd you had seen in the book store looking at some kid reading level Lego book. Thought he was cute so you asked him on a date, 4 weeks later and 6 dates here you are. Talking to jisung who won't take it a step further cause he wants to move "slow". Right he wants to move slow. So why is he thinking about how sweet you taste, or how pretty your moans would be. He's thought every disgusting thing you could imagine, he's thought about you in the shower as his whines fill up the room, thought about you right before bed as he opened up his photos and scrolled to your very own album that lies in his phone, labeled "💗" cute you had thought when you had saw it on his phone while he sheepishly went on Instagram once you saw it, little did you know he used all the e pictures of you together to get off to when he's alone at night, when you spent the night just that one time because it was raining, he held back every fiber in his body to not quickly run to the bathroom to drop his load. Anyways. Back to your dress. Too short, wayyyy to short for jisung to act like he doesn't even realize. what you realized was him spaced out, "you good ji?" your soft voiced brought him back to reality, "uhm yea, was just thinking" he shyly says as red fills his cheeks. "u sure? Kinda look like a tomato" you teased softly, uncrossing your legs immediately jisung notices, one more move and im gonna lose it. He was right, once you let out a soft sigh while stretching he couldn't be silent anymore, 4 weeks was surely enough...right? "yn, I can't hold myself back anymore please let me touch you" he whined unbuckling his seatbelt, you smile and laugh softly, unbuckling yours soon after. "was hoping you'd say something, wore this dress to get you to fuck me" you smile, sliding over onto his lap mid sentence, "fuckkkkk, it definitely worked cus there's no way your leaving my car without me getting to fuck the living shit out of u" he says while holding your hips down, "always thought of u as a lil virgin loser" you whined softly when he started moving his hips up. "May look like one, but trust me baby i definitely know what I'm doing" he plants hickeys on your neck, sliding your panties to the side as you unzip his pants.

"I know damn well jisung didn't give you all of those hickeys"

"you'd be surprised what that man has done."

"....what?"

"js know he definitely isn't a nerd."

[cherrybyunss]

i spent a GOOD amount of time reading When It Gets Risky and when i tell u i LOVE it. UGH. SO AMAZING AND SO HEARTWRENCHING <33 ur amazing!!

also, jeno smut?? :3

Hi. Thank you so much for appreciating my work.

And here you go. It's sadder than an average smut piece lmao sorry about that.

Don't worry, I'll write something non angsty for him soon T^T haha

[najenvhs]

hi:) can I request mark + hair pulling

oh my gosh yes you can ! but office sex (bc i think thats hot)

mdi ! afab reader !

this is how i feel like it would play out—

you go and visit Mark at work, as you walk into his office you close the door behind you making sure it is locked.

“what are you doing here” he asked putting his pen down and looking up from the papers he was working on.

“Oh, me?, well I came here because Haechan called me telling me that it's been a long day for you—“ you responded as you dropped the jacket on the floor revealing a silky black dress underneath “and that you needed some stress relief,” you said tilting your head causing your ponytail to sway with you.

“oh? is that so?” Mark said standing up from his seat, walking around to the front of his desk, leaning against it as he looked at you from head to toe. “and how will you do that?”

“well Mr. Lee, one of two ways—“ you say as you slowly pull the strap of your dress down causing your side boob to show more of itself, you hold the dress close to you with one hand. “we can sit here and just talk,” so say softly

“or?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

“or Mr. Lee,” you said walking past the two chairs he had in front of the desk, making it to where you are right in between his legs, you grab his tie as he grabs your waist having to stand on your tippy toes to reach his ear do you say “you can fuck me right here right now against this desk”

and like that is how you end up with both hands on his desk reaching for something to hold on to, as he thrusts in and out of your wet folds. dress pulled up your black lace panties around your ankles, meeting up with the black (and red bottoms) heels you were wearing.

as he was fucking you from behind, both hands on your hips for control, you felt one of his hands drag itself from your hips to your ass and find its resting place on your back, putting pressure and causing you to stick your ass up more.

“a-ah mark, r-right there” you moan out, forehead pressed down against his brown wooded desk.

“Baby, you feel so good,” he says losing himself. “s-so wet”

you moan again just from the words that spill from his mouth, ever since he's gotten this office job this is all you have dreamt of doing. he fucking you, or you going down on him as he sits in his office chair behind his desk.

“m-mark” you sing out.

“y-you like this don’t you?—“ he asks, only causing you to let out a cry. “you’re such a n-naughty girl” Mark grunted out. you felt his hand let up from your lower back.

you were readjusted on his cock, lifting yourself (as much as you could) so your face wasn’t one with the desk. looking forward is when you feel something, something you were not expecting.

“We are almost done baby,” Mark said, as he got a hold of your ponytail making sure his hand had a good grip. just like that he pulls out to where his tip is barely in your hole, pulls your head back by your ponytail, and rams back in.

you moan so loud, knowing that whoever is still in the office, definitely heard you. “f-fuck, yn, you were made for me” Mark yells out.

your hair was how he held you up, chest spilling out of your dress, mark thrusting in and out with long strokes. he has always loved your hair, he would pull on it now and then to tease you at home, or when you were out to get your attention he would kindly tug on your hair to make you look at something he saw. but all of that led up to this moment your soft silky long hair in the palm of his hands being used as a way to fuck you as much as he can.

“i-i love you,” he says as he thrusts in one last time spilling everything he has in the condom wrapped around him.

you scream in satisfaction, as you meet him at his climax. coming down from his high he lets go of your ponytail causing you to fall onto the desk unable to hold yourself up anymore. his hands are back on your hips as he slowly pulls out of you. making you both moan again.

after he cleaned himself up fast, he then helped you pull your dress down, as he helped you sit down in one of the seats you had previously walked past. As you were seated he kneeled in front of you, “Thank you, baby, I love you so much” he said as he brushed your bangs out of your face, then grabbed your hand and kissed it.

“I love you more Mr. Lee” You look over at him with a lazy smile. truly feeling fucked out.

[oo i hope you liked this,,, hehehehe]

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[leejenowrld]

hii! I love your text reactions! Can I request dreamies reacting to y/n sexting them I know it sounds similar to your lingerie one but you can do whatever you want with this one! Pls and thank you

y/n sexting dreamies