#pornsites

[xylophonetangerine]

Musk is now destroying the last thing of any value about Twitter which is the brand because of his bizarre decades-long fixation on his stupid X.com brand idea.

[gassybots]

writing a story where prester and my toon sext and i cant come up with a good p0rnsite url for him to watch my toon's vids on so im using corporatecream.hub thank you and ur friend for inventing it. i'll credit you when i post it to furaffinity! sending on anon because i think u have my main blocked and i dont wanna make u mad

OH yeah thats fine! I don't remember blocking anyone recently on this account save for a random pro-ana blog a month ago, so if thats not you like IDR the whole reason but ur totally fine!

[najlepshy]

normal website

[aethericfist]

Very off-topic internet safety opinion below

Then MAYBE there could be a short vetting process before someone just runs a scammy fake game ad for example.

Let me introduce a potential law that could make the internet a safer place: Websites should be held accountable for dangerous and malicious ads that are run through them as a provider.

[scarefox]

btw was I the only one who when they first saw "X-Hunter Team" your brain turned it into X-Hamster for a moment? To my defense these kinds of sports are plastered with sponsors and since it's a bit of a spicy theme here....

Ey, one day one of the more kinky, more spicy QL will get an adult brand sponsor and I will be here for it (maybe not the hamster site tho)

Don't boo me.

[nflstreet]

you could fool me into thinking that czechhunter was a site that sells guns

[taintedsoul-if]

how will male ro react if female mc asks for open relationship and want or*y with many mens infront of ro's?

Anon squash that thought because that will never happen. No man/woman/person in their right mind would want to see their spouse being treated like a slab of meat. I write nsfw content but I cross the line when it comes on to orgy/sex party.

I am only writing one poly route and that is Cadmus and Atticus. There will be no outsiders in the ROs relationship route. Many would feel turned on in such a situation but unfortunately I don't. This is not some kind of erotic/porn script that is being written. I won't even bother to even give reactions to this kind of ask because in my eyes this is downright insulting/disrespecting my characters.

Anon I am a peaceful person. I do not have the time to have unnecessary arguments with people online. Please respect my characters and me as a writer and don't ask me things like this ever again.

Have a pleasant day and goodbye.

[mayflame15]

Do this is what staff meant by unbanning porn

[miwksowp]

hell tonight at my bfs parents

[guiltycrunch]

are you thinking of makin a bluesky or cohost acc?

i actually already have a cohost!! it has the same username as my blog here does, but im gonna note that i post WAY more 18+ stuff on there than i do here, just so everyone's aware

[ilhoonftw]

it's always 'why are woman making money on onlyfans selling their bodies!!1' and never 'why are men opening their wallets'

[suzakushimon]

tell me what the fuck is an x and why is the superior name twitter falling to it

[abhi123ram-blog]

How To Start Niche Porn Site

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Set up payment processing: If you plan to charge for access to your site or content, you'll need to set up payment processing. This could include setting up a subscription model or charging for individual pieces of content.

Market your site: Finally, you'll need to market your site to your target audience. This could include advertising on social media, reaching out to niche communities or forums, or working with other adult content creators to cross-promote your site.

Starting a niche porn site requires careful planning and execution, but it can be a lucrative and rewarding business venture. By identifying your niche, securing content, choosing a platform, setting up payment processing, and marketing your site effectively, you can build a successful niche porn site that serves a specific audience and meets their unique needs and desires.

[kiwichaeng]

After lying to my parents, a risky trip here and good food, WE'RE ALIVE!!

[frogchiro]

We need hacker girl back!!

Imagine Ghost got a virus and asks hacker!girl to delete it,and when she is looking at his floder and data she sees secretly taken pictures of her🤭

-🔅

He totally didn't get the virus from a weird, shady pornsite because he was desperate and horny and wanted to find a porn star who looked like you to jerk off to but no one fit his 'very high standards'

cw: obsessive themes, dark-ish!Ghost, he's a little fucked up stalker but Hackergirl is a lil fucked up too so she's kinda into it <3

He was ashamed to admit that he caught a virus and was even mnore ashamed when you asked how the hell did he manage to get it since he himself says that he rarely uses this kind of technology for recreation, but after seeing Ghost quiet down you decide not to push the issue, the less you know the better.

Simon leaves his laptop with you and you happily get to work, you can finally be of direct use to your lieutenant! But the deeper you delve into the data saved and infected by the virus (which in itself was an easy task for you) you saw a few folders that...left you flustered and confused.

There were hundreds of pictures of you. Hundreds of them depicting you in various moments; eating, standing, sitting or tinkering with some tech stuff though they seemed to get bolder with time. A slight shiver ran down your spine when the newest ones depicted you in underwear or with only a towel right after a shower, one was even of your sleeping figure. The oldest dating back to a week after you were formally introduced into 141 by Laswell and you met the team and their elusive ghost.

You had to pause then and think for a bit; Ghost was...interested in you? Very interested in you? But he always looked like he was one step away from wrangling your neck or when you were on a solo mission with him he always acted like you were just dead weight, not outright cruel but not nice at all either, even now when asking for your help seemed like pulling teeth for him so where did this...obsession come from?

You'd be lying if you said that it didn't confuse you or scare you a little bit but...why did your heart skip a bit too?

[xomakara]

Beyond Friendship

SUMMARY |  You and Jongho are best friends who secretly harbor intense sexual desires for each other. After a night out, you finally confess your feelings...

PAIRINGS |  Jongho x Reader

RATING |  Mature, NSFW, EXPLICIT, MDNI, 18+

GENRE |  BestFriend!Jongho, BestFriend!Reader, college au, non-idol au, smut, friends to lovers, Oblivious friends

CONTENT/WARNINGS | profanity/strong language, filthy dirty thoughts, unprotected sex (wrap it up ya’ll!), fingering, handjob, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, praise kink, pet names, daddy kink, creampies

LENGTH |  9,346 words

TAGLIST |  @yourlocaljonghoe

NETWORKS | @illusionnet @atzhouse @cromernet @wonderlandnet

@k-vanity @othersideoutlawsnetwork @ksmutsociety

AUTHOR’S NOTE |  Hello and goodbye~ Don’t forget to like, comment, reblog and show some support. Love you all 💚

You didn't mean to catch him getting off on the couch when you wandered into the kitchen in the middle of the night to get a bottle of water. But now the image of Jongho with his muscular body and strong hand rubbing his thick, leaking, cock...you shake your head. 

No. Stop. Nope.

You take your bottle back to the room but not without one last glance. He doesn't notice you, his eyes shut, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip, muscles clenching and flexing as he tries to quiet his moans. You can almost imagine it...it would look so fucking good, his fat cock sliding in and out of you while you straddle his lap, watching all those beautiful muscles do what they were made to do. You picture his grip on the cushions, nails ripping through the fabric and foam. You'd just let him pound and grind that thick cock into you. Maybe even talk dirty to him...if only his ear was a bit closer, you'd whisper right in it about how big his cock felt and how much you wanted him to ruin you. You could suck that heavy-looking sack...kiss all around it and across the taut smoothness of his lower stomach...leave love marks and teeth bruises for you to admire later. 

Goddamn, you really want that dick.

You really wish that dick was yours.

Fuck, Jongho really is your type...and your best friend.

You softly made your way back to your room and once inside, threw your ass down on the bed.

How were you supposed to function with the thought of your best friend having his way with you? You finally go through all your tabs on the pornsite you often go through to get off, trying to find something, anything that would match the standard that would be Jongho's giant, fat ass cock and strong ass hands. Nothing. Not a single fucking video came close to even coming to the league that was Jongho's beautiful self. 

Fuck this man's cock would be life changing. 

Fucking. Life changing.

You try your best to put thoughts of your best friend fucking you with that monster cock to rest and failed. How the fuck do you manage to even survive being under the same roof? Let alone having the same group of friends. Everything would be normal...and then you guys make eye contact. And the simple gesture reminds you that your best friend has the prettiest damn smile and cutest dimples. You know he's gorgeous; that you have always known. But God, your mind doesn't need to remember his brown boba eyes whenever it comes time to touch yourself.

He makes you wet. Like...REALLY wet. 

He has literally NO idea. None. Zip. Zero. Zilch. 

It doesn't help that you live in such close proximity either. He'll use a certain cologne that just makes him smell fucking amazing. Or you see him wearing his glasses after a long night at the gym. His toned, bare, muscular shoulders flex just a little as he scrunches his nose to read something on his laptop. The way his arm muscles clench and loosen as he uses them to type and tap. He makes things very difficult for you. You want him to put those fingers to work. On and inside you. All at the same time.

You pull up all your favorite sex toys. Hell, you were just getting yourself some toys the other week and really contemplated whether or not the vibrator could double as a dildo...because you also happened to be contemplating at the same time asking your roommate to shove it up inside of you. You like the idea of his hard, warm, velvety smooth cock and thick veins grazing all over the inner walls of you...but God, the idea of him stuffing you full of that cock and a toy too is absolutely enticing. The way he would watch as it slips in and out of you at a faster pace as his pelvis rubbed against your own. Just thinking of your name spilling from those sinful lips has your cunt throbbing, pulsing, craving...

Stop it, Y/N.

Jongho is your best friend. You've known him since you were what, three? Your friendship, he cherishes it. What the fuck would he think of his best friend in this way? Thinking that someone you care about as a friend would also have such a deep desire for them sexually is a weird, strange, thought. But the longer you keep it to yourself, it only grows stronger and the more and more you're positive you're in love with him. 

You're positive.

You don't even know how it started. One moment he was your cute best friend and the next he was a whole goddamn meal...You told yourself you were attracted to him in a friends only way. Jongho is like the brother you never had. And that's when you realized no brother would ever have had your mind spinning with sinful fantasies and the best orgasms that followed.

When you touch yourself, and cum to the image of him in you or using his amazing tongue against your cunt and his hands leaving red hot searing marks against the skin of your thighs, call him daddy and tell him all your forbidden, dark, deep sexual desires. He'll moan for it and just use his strong body for your pleasure.

You're actually insane if you thought that there was ANY possible way that any of that could EVER be possible.

He can never know about any of this. He'd definitely reject you. Why would he ever want to fuck with you? I mean, come on, you're Y/N, best friend since age three. Besties for life. His best friend. Only the best of the best friends. You can never reveal these dark secret fantasies or dreams. Ever. No matter how bad you might crave them. It would only complicate things...and cause your friendship to fail.

"What am I gonna do?" You muttered, head on the table as you watch Mingi and Wooyoung laugh. "Guys, it's not funny! I'm constantly wet every time I'm around him."

"Hmmm...now that I think about it, isn't that kind of normal? Isn't that what women do?" Yunho added in.

"Oh shut up, Yunho. Not helpful," You mutter into the table.

"Ya know," Yunho smirked, "if you just ride his d-"

You push your foot at him, "NO, STOP IT."

"Y/N, maybe, ya know, maybe he feels the same." Yunho puts a hand on his chin and ponders a bit.

"RIIIGHT, Yunho." You lift your head and lean back. "In my fucking dreams. All I want from that man is to POUND THAT DICK DOWN MY THROAT AND-"

Seonghwa clasps a hand over your mouth, "Y/N, keep it to yourself. Jesus," he grimaced.

You quickly pry his hand off of you, "S-sorry! I'm just-this is SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING!"

"Damn girl, you got it really bad." Hongjoong mutters from behind his drink.

"Right, Hongjoong, but what the FUCK am I supposed to DO ABOUT IT!? It's like you just keep pining and pining over someone you know you can't ever have."

Yeosang puts an arm over you, "It sucks ass, I'm sorry Y/N. Does he know yet? I mean, not about all of the explicit details, but are you able to express that you're just really lonely and want a quick lay?"

Mingi nods his head in agreement. "See, Yeosang makes a good point. And if you're feeling sexually deprived then you have every right to ask to borrow him to scratch the itch," He smiled.

"Mmm, I see what you're getting at." Seonghwa chimed in with interest.

San shook his head, "Listen to yourselves guys, the poor girl doesn't wanna screw shit up and has it BAD for Jongho. She probably doesn't wanna get rejected either. Don't listen to these idiots."

Wooyoung turns around, "Listen, if he wants it to happen and wants to bang her too, which is pretty plausible and very likely, what is she supposed to do in the meantime. We're not saying screw everything in his absence because that's fucked up," the boys all agreed with a nod and a firm no. "However, if you really wanna get that itch scratched, why not consider other options? Either some cheap booty call or...Jongho himself."

"You guys aren't helping." You grumble.

"Helping with what, what are you guys talking about? What aren't we helping with?" Jongho asked and slipped into the seat in front of you with his usual beautiful ass smile. His big hands make his coffee mug look tinier. He takes a sip and stares, waiting for an answer.

"Finals, baby," San smiles back at him. "Gotta love the stress, huh?"

"Ahh, Y/N, are you still struggling?" Jongho cocks an eyebrow. He turns his attention from San to you, leaning forward against the table. "If you'd like, we can study again together for History."

His plush lips meet his cup, wrapping and suctioning around the lid in a way you wish was you. You blink. "Uh, yeah...t-thanks, Jongho."

You're blushing like mad and Seonghwa gives a tiny elbow nudge and you glare at him and his shitty-ass smirk. The nerve of this man to treat this serious situation as some kind of joke...or...wait, maybe...no. Nope. Never. It's not happening. This would NEVER, in a million years, ever happen to you. There's not a chance in the world that any of this would have ever taken a turn like that. 

No fucking way.

But little do you know...your best friend can't keep you from his mind, and everytime the two of you make eye-contact or whenever he smiles at you or glances back, your skin grows hot and tingly...he's blushing and embarrassed by this little...secret.

He gets turned on every time he's near you. When the two of you share close moments, it's everything to him. Everything to him. Because you make him feel things. Feel good. Your beautiful mind and even prettier face and stunning voice keeps him from sanity and sometimes when the two of you aren't speaking at the moment or he hasn't heard your beautiful laughter for a few hours, he finds his thoughts drifting to dark, dirty places. 

He wants to hear you screaming his name and writhing around in bliss while his fat cock pummels through you. He wants to hear you whisper and moan to him about how big his cock is and how deep and thick it hits. How he's destroying your womb and ripping your pussy apart...he can imagine that sweet, slurred voice just dripping in arousal. Begging, moaning, pleading and whimpering with him, how he makes you feel.

He wants you, Y/N...in the darkest, filthiest and most satisfying way.

All that would have to stop...since you obviously didn't feel that way. Not to mention the risk and danger of that would have to come in too. Your friendship, it is so important. He was ready to just bottle it all up, even with how hot and heavy his body had been heating and burning to the touch with no sign of relief.

How was he to know that you felt exactly the same?

What you would have thought if you found out how turned on he was anytime you got near.

All those hours you sat and wondered and were completely unaware of just what the fuck had been going on in Jongho's mind. And how close you were to him being on the brink, snapping and putting that thick, heavy cock of his to work.

So he held it all down, in his pants. So, as much as his brain tells him it's wrong to jerk off in the shower to images of him holding your face between his hands and your tongue flicking over the tip of his dick, it's becoming harder to convince his aching erection otherwise. So, as much as his fingers start itching to turn around when he's cooking dinner to have you behind him and have those soft, pouty lips trail along his jaw, neck, and shoulder, and a soft hand sliding past the waistband of his boxers, his will is quickly wilting away and starting to listen to the deeper, sinful, animalistic side of his brain that can only ever think of how he'd like to fuck.

As hard as he's worked to ignore his feelings and fantasies about you, he's becoming a loose wire. The last couple of nights had ended with him balling up a fist into his mouth to stop from moaning out your name while he furiously pumped his dick to the thought of you. How gorgeous your naked body would be, hovering over his. How the weight and heat of yours on him would make him tremble, shaking him right down to his core. To finally touch and caress each inch of that supple skin. To kiss you where you've longed for...his strong, warm, hands gripping your soft thighs...to part them and give you the relief and release you had been aching and pining and wanting from him for what had seemed like the longest time.

Jongho sighed, watching you talk to the guys, your eyes lit up and sparkling from the conversation. A shy smile playing on his lips. He hadn't been in the room for long and hadn't listened to a single thing the group had said to him, he could only stare at you. He found himself lost and immersed in you the longer he stared, lost in your beauty.

God, Jongho loved you. He could just feel his heart bursting. Every little gesture.

"Jongho, bro. Earth to Jongho." Yunho and Yeosang snap him out of his reverie.

"Huh? What did you need? I wasn't listening."

Yunho glanced at him. "Dude, we know you got a giant boner for Y/N...it's kind of hard to not pick up on that vibe from you, bro."

Jongho felt the flush slowly creeping up the back of his neck. It's getting warmer the longer he has to think of an answer for them, the group that included his crush. 

Shit.

Yeosang tapped his chin. "Listen, maybe you two just need a little talk. Like a long one about how both parties are pining after one another and have secretly wanted to bone but are just far too scared of rejection, loss and losing what great and wonderful friendship and relationship." He finished, an innocent smile spreading across his face.

Jongho choked back his beverage at Yeosang's statement.

"Hah! So my assumption was correct! Oh. My. GODDDDD! GET. YOURSELF. LAID!" Yunho hollered.

Jongho slapped a hand to his friend's mouth and with a few frantic looks around the room, you were nowhere to be found. His shoulders relaxed slightly, feeling relief wash over his whole frame. San had mentioned you being in the restroom. He removed his hand from Yunho's mouth with a sigh.

"Why don't you just make a move on her?" Yunho smirked, knowing very well. "Pretty sure she wouldn't reject the thought."

Jongho, currently sitting upright in his seat at the table with all the guys staring back at him with those damned knowing glances. "And how would you guys know?"

Wooyoung narrowed his eyes on him. "Probably because she told us. Maybe. Just a bit." He shrugged.

Jongho furrowed his eyebrows. "Wait...you mean, she really does...? Actually, have feelings...like, THAT...for me?"

Hongjoong sighed. "Jongho, you like Y/N. Y/N likes you. Just get together with her before I vomit at your puppy-dog eyes you make every damn time you stare at her. It's cute...but you need to DO SOMETHING. ANYTHING."

Seonghwa nodded with his eyebrows furrowed. "Please Jongho. Do something. I don't think I could hear Y/N and her venting of sexual frustration for the 10th time this week. The girl wants to jump your bones."

San coughed and pointed over towards the restroom, indicating you. The guys shifted nervously in their seats when you exited the room and stared back, confused as hell as you walked back towards the table, plopping down right beside your best friend.

"Were you guys talking shit?" You narrowed your eyes.

"You know we always talk shit." Wooyoung countered back with a smile.

"I missed all the gossip, didn't I?" You frowned but then perked up when you remembered something. "Oh yeah! You guys heard that the NCT frat is throwing their annual house party next weekend, right? Xiaojun asked if we were all gonna go."

Mingi did a small little dance in his chair. "Party at the NCT frat house? You KNOW the alcohol will flow so well. Fuck yes, we gotta go. Those dudes know how to throw it."

"Agreed," Yeosang chimed, "oh my god I'm going to need to drink some alcohol in order to just forget everything and have some fun," He exhaled, "all the finals this week and the project for my Creative Writing class is stressing the FUCK outta me."

You looked at your phone and groaned. "I gotta book it if I'm to get to my next class...don't wanna be late, see ya!"

You're all settled on going to the NCT frat's party that coming weekend, you just didn't think...maybe...things could actually...happen. 

And actually take a turn.

You were dressed in a lace bralette, a little mini skirt and heels that would get you laid that night. Probably. Maybe? It was worth a try, you guessed. You walked out of your bedroom with one of Jongho's button down shirts over your scandalous outfit.

"Isn't that my shirt?" Jongho asked, tugging a sweater over his head and grabbing his wallet. He ran a hand through his silky raven locks, leaning back on the wall. You blushed furiously at how good your roommate looked with the fitted gray sweater and jeans with his wallet hooked on a finger.

"Yeah...sorry...needed one of your shirts." You shrugged. "Would it be okay for you if I could borrow?" You stood there, hugging it to yourself with one arm and it just fit so well on you. You love the way his clothing just surrounds your body. Makes you feel like he's surrounding you and enveloping you into a tight hug or...something.

"U-um...I don't mind! Of course." Jongho blushed back and fiddled with his wallet.

"Don't want your roomie and best friend stealing any more of your shirts?" You giggled, then turned towards the living area where the rest of the guys were. "Button up or no?"

San looked you over and shook his head. "Nah, keep it unbuttoned. The outfit's hot and if you buttoned it, then there'd be no point in wearing that outfit."

Yunho looked your frame up and down with a nod of approval. "He's got a point there."

"Oh, so you're wearing it like a cardigan?" Hongjoong asked with an eyebrow cocked.

Seonghwa nodded appreciatively. “It looks good as a cardigan, Y/N. Just button up if you ever feel uncomfy.”

"S-she can do whatever she likes with it..." Jongho coughed, then he shot you a playful smile. You tilted your head in question as his eyes watched over you slowly, giving you a slow up-and-down of your body, taking it all in and appreciating the view. "I think you look hot though, Y/N."

Wooyoung shouted "Seconded."

Hongjoong shooed everyone out of the apartment. "We need to be somewhere like now, please."

Yeosang laughs at San and Mingi shoving each other on the way out of the apartment and on the stairway and steps outside to your cars. Jongho shuts the door and walks out after the last of you guys, you press the lock on the doorknob as you follow behind him.

Your heartbeat stumbles as the fabric draped over you sways against your skirt. You're falling behind him by a few steps and take an extra moment to gaze over his legs...those jeans were a smart choice. That ass was peeking at you from beneath his fitted sweater, making your skin heat up just a bit. Jongho was dressed from head to toe looking like the most fucking attractive man in existence.

Xiaojun greeted everyone at the frat with huge hugs and Yunho and Mingi followed close behind them, not being able to contain their excitement at the insane amount of alcohol that awaited them for the next couple hours. You and Jongho greet Xiaojun with a warm smile.

"If you all need me, I'll be over here!" He motioned towards the kitchen and the guys followed after him, Wooyoung excitedly looking at the already hard and set-up alcohol.

You were halfway across the large open floor living room with Jongho, standing beside a wall.

"Jongho!" A girl walked towards him and hugged his midriff.

The gesture sent your face twisting into an expression of disdain. And was that a pang of jealousy you felt too? No...surely not. Or maybe? Possibly. Yeah...just a bit. Maybe. Okay. Maybe not.

Fuck it. You were jealous.

You walk past her to the kitchen as she begins conversing with Jongho, turning on your heel with a hurt expression. Who the fuck is that and who the fuck is she to wrap herself all up on HIM, in front of you? But then again, why does it bother you so much? It shouldn't, but here you are, walking with your best friend into a living area bustling with drunk college kids. The feeling and emotion you were left with is almost a complete confusion. You decide to push those aside and act the total opposite.

You went to stand in between Hongjoong and Seonghwa in the kitchen as they watched Mingi and Yunho mixing together every alcohol they could get their hands on, as long as it resulted in an overly-powerful and undrinkable drink. Their drinks were usually a hit at parties. Seonghwa narrowed his eyes as he watched Mingi drop in what must have been half of the entire bottle into the cup he held.

"Broooo, this drink is gonna knock me flat on my ass. Fuck yeahhhh!!!" Mingi brought the drink to his lips and slurped loudly, an impressive "AHH!" emitting from him as his chest heaved from the intake.

"Is that even safe?" Hongjoong questioned and grimaced as he stared with squinted eyes at the drink, the cup somehow filled all the way to the brim.

Mingi, whose chest continued to heave up and down in an impressively rhythmic pattern. "Who knows?"

"You okay?" Seonghwa leaned down to ask you. He had noticed that Jongho was surrounded by other girls from around the campus, hanging all over his frame, running their hands up and down his chest and his biceps as he casually made conversation with them, laughter spilling from him occasionally. And each and every giggle and touch you felt it in the pit of your stomach.

"Y/N?" Hongjoong eyed you carefully, confused as to where your thoughts have escaped you at the moment.

"I-I'll be fine, guys." You gave him and Seonghwa your best smile, and then turned to Mingi, "So are you planning on blacking out tonight or just simply knocking you off your ass?"

Mingi gave a wide grin and he shook the glass up and down. "Who fucking knows, Y/N," He brought it to his lips, gulping down the concoction of a drink, then exhaled in satisfaction, "who knows." He smiled.

You watched as he walked away with Yunho and a few other guys they knew as they walked out onto the dancefloor. You chewed on your bottom lip as you glanced towards where you had last seen Jongho. Who's also...gone. Shit. You swallow back a lump in your throat.

A song's vibrating through the large speakers hung in the four corners of the room and the entire first floor of the frat house was overflowing with other kids and college students like yourself. A cup or a solo cup full of alcohol was always nearby someone or in their hand. The song thrummed to your heartbeats.

San pulled up to you, a wide smile etched on his handsome face, his cheekbones on display.

"Come on, pretty girl. You need to get wasted." He slings his arm around you and pulls you towards the dance floor.

As soon as you arrive there with the group, there's already a sea of bodies moving and grinding to the music, all laughing, smiles and drinks. The bodies are pretty thick, sweaty and in the middle. Everyone looks so happy, their laughter contagious. This is exactly why you came to the party; to have fun and have a good night. Your mood seems to lift slightly.

Wooyoung saw Jongho with the ladies hanging all over him, on the other side of the room and made his way towards them. "Hey ladies, can I steal Jongho for a bit? Kindly give him back, thanks."

Jongho felt his wrist grabbed on to and Wooyoung yanked him through the crowd and towards a far off corner of the room. Jongho is quickly deposited onto a bar stool and Wooyoung swipes a couple beers from a cooler. He turns to look at Jongho and sets a hand on his shoulder.

"Dude," Wooyoung slides over a can of cold beer over towards him, "Jongho, if you don't make a move on Y/N soon, one of the NCT frat dudes are gonna make their move on her and trust me, you know how smooth they are," he pops the tab open, "get your girl, bro. Just fucking do it before it's too late."

Your entire body was jammed packed right next to the other kids on the floor, the heat of everyone and all the dancing was warming your core to the brink. San, Yunho and Mingi stayed relatively near to your vicinity but at the same time...you seemed to have lost your footing at times and drunkenly pressed up against a ton of other people, sweat dripping from your skin as the loud thumping music bounced off every inch of the room.

At one point in the night, you danced against a guy. He smelled good and as the minutes carried on, he had the nicest hands which made their way to your hips as he grinded against you and in return, your butt rubbed against him. For a moment you thought it felt pretty damn good and decided why the hell not. So, you drank and allowed yourself to be pressed further. At one point, he leaned down and whispered in your ear,

"My place?" His eyes were so soft and pleading and all you had wanted to do was disappear from this party into this guy's house, or wherever the hell he took you.

Someone stepped in-between the two of you. The mystery guy seemed to have had his fair share of the hard alcohol and when you turned to your other side to see what the heck was going on and when the intruding boy was going to step away, your heart skipped a beat when your eyes met his.

"Dude, what the fuck, man?" The guy sounded angry and aggravated and all sorts of drunk. "I'm just dancing with her."

"No, I believe the two of you were just a little bit MORE than 'dancing'. And to that, I have a slight problem with." Jongho bit out.

"Ohh shit." Someone from the sideline hooted at this.

The crowd near where the two were standing had huddled a bit closer and watched in suspense and intrigue, eager to watch the confrontation.

"Jongho it's totally fi-"

"It's not fine, Y/N." He whips his head back around to stare you dead in the eyes. They're swirling with what's probably anger. Or maybe something else? Why did his eyes also look slightly...nervous? Maybe the drinks are fucking with him too?

"What? You got a problem?" The guy pushed off of the table he was leaning against, puffing up his chest.

"Yeah, I have a fucking problem when someone is hitting on my girl." Jongho's shoulders had stiffened up and now he's eyeing the drunk guy up and down.

His girl...

Holy fuck.

Did...did Jongho just say you were HIS girl? Your mind is so frazzled from the night and the many, many, drinks consumed so the shock doesn't last for too long but...still. Your blood runs warm through your body and all throughout. Jongho looks...mad. Jongho looks jealous. Like how could someone possibly ever? But here you are, the lucky best friend, seeing a completely new side to him. One that you aren't familiar with, despite the years of knowing him. The guy who just said a very specific word.

He must see how much of a shock to the system his words are for you. Your eyes are wide and staring straight into his brown eyes. Jongho exhales the tension in his shoulders, shaking his head, and he shoots you a small soft look. It doesn't last for longer than a second but the message is conveyed and you're screaming in your brain because all of the feelings just seem to hit your insides. 

All at once.

"So she's taken?" The dude is swaying and he brings his cup, which smells as strong as Mingi's concoction, to his lips and downs the drink. He turns away and towards the dancing, grinding bodies and another girl quickly gravitates towards him.

It's quite some time before he makes any kind of move after all of this but when Jongho's hands make their way around your hips, you melt into his body immediately, falling back against his toned chest. His heartbeat is calm against your back. Jongho feels just right, so fucking right, holding on to your waist.

Jongho places himself right behind you and he's setting his chin down onto your head, leaning into you while pulling your waist towards him. And even better...there's that voice in your ear.

"Y/N," He whispered in your ear, the heat from his breath teasing your ears, "if I just made things weird..."

You turned your head back at him, your noses centimeters apart from touching. His eyelids lowered, gaze fluttering over to your lips, before glancing back at you, biting the inside of his cheek and chewing nervously on the inside. "You definitely didn't."

"Yeah?" He breathes.

"Yeah..."

"Then," His words ghost your lips and suddenly it seems like all sound has escaped from this room and the two of you are completely alone. You two stare in the other's eyes as a comfortable silence encompasses the air around your bodies. His lips are slowly inching closer to your lips, "do you maybe want to go back to the apartment?" His words drip with intention and that just stirs more emotions. "Just the two of us?"

You glance at the dancing kids and bodies near the two of you, nodding in agreement and take him by the hand and weave through everyone. You glance back at the kitchen and see Hongjoong and Seonghwa giving you thumbs up. You only laugh, not fully absorbing how that might've looked from their point of view. You're laughing because of just how excited you are. The emotion swelled up all over you and as the air outside enveloped your exposed skin. You shivered at the cold and at the thrill, the night sky was endless in depth and so was your adrenaline rushing inside your veins.

There are a few other people who walk and stumble back home, making their way from parties. Some couples seem pretty wasted, falling out of bars and holding onto the light poles. All you're doing is walking with Jongho, holding onto his palm and laughing to each other while talking about nothing in particular.

Until...Jongho opens the door to the apartment and tugs you back so your back presses up against his chest. He shuts the door behind the two of you and Jongho's breath is tickling against your ear, his hands are sending your entire body on fire, sliding up the sides of your body, caressing every inch that your outfit reveals. His hands land on your hips again and this time, he turns you to face him, staring straight into his deep-brown eyes. Your back is pressed against the apartment door, you two are breathing shallow, nervous and impatient breaths, your palms are pressed against Jongho's chest and the other is running up the fabric of his sweater over his muscles, before wrapping it around the back of his neck.

Jongho pressed your bodies together and as he held on to your waist, he dipped his head down and caught your lips with his own. Kisses on each other's jawline were next, the feeling had you pressing further into the body against yours. 

Fucking finally.

Your mouths felt amazing and right together as your lips were hot and opened against each other, the kisses you were exchanging felt just right and you never wanted to stop.

When he pressed further into your figure, a guttural, low moan escaped the pit of your stomach and reverberated back against him as he hit your groin spot on. Jongho slid his leg against yours as you pulled him in by the collar, bringing him further. His thigh slipped between your legs, giving you some pressure in all the right places and he pulled you closer.

"No more being friends after this..." he murmurs, the deep voice caressing your skin, "not when I've got you just like this, baby."

You responded with a sound that could've been an agreement or could've just simply been his name. You still aren't too sure of exactly what happened and all the actions that transpired but all you know is...Jongho feels way, way, WAY fucking better than you could've ever dreamed of him to.

After a minute, he lifted you up, strong arms supporting you, and you wrap your legs around his middle, your hands running through his hair as he sucks and bites a spot along your neck, his arms still holding you tight. Your room was only steps away from the door. You grab him by the face to pull him to you, meeting him at every kiss.

Fuck, how long have the two of you denied all these urges? You're moaning into his mouth again and Jongho responds in a way that says he'll give you exactly what you want. A quiet groan emits from deep inside his chest. It sounds absolutely sinful and so deep and low that your heart flutters with a sense of joy, knowing you were the one responsible for creating the sound. The most glorious of sounds.

"You know..." you started, raining kisses along his jaw and face. "The other night I was up in the middle of the night to grab a bottle of water and I saw you," You nibbled and licked at his ear and felt him stiffen, he swallowed heavily and continued to listen to you, "Jongho, baby, you were fucking your hands to the thought of me, weren't you?"

Jongho leaned his head in your hair, a long shaky inhale and exhale escaped his lips. He couldn't bring himself to tell you just yet that he knew it was you watching him, hearing him moan your name, how many times he came to the thoughts of you...

He whispered your name to you, making his way to the couch, letting your figure fall backwards down onto the cushion, before his body following after and settling on top of yours. His lips captured your mouth and his hips were pressed down on to yours. "Hmmm...and you? What did you do when you found that out? Did you touch yourself, baby girl? Thinking about what I'd do to you in real life? How you'd sound begging and crying my name, hmm?"

"Yes..." Your back arching towards him.

Jongho starts to drag his fingertips down to the center of your chest, brushing the lace bralette. You moaned when his tongue slipped against your bottom lip and you gripped onto him tightly, moaning as his lips danced against yours. "Y/N...what do you want, baby?"

"Fuck," you whimpered, "You. I want you."

"Gonna tell me how you need me? Use those sweet dirty words and tell me exactly, exactly what I want to hear come out of that gorgeous mouth."

The way Jongho's fingers tease your breast has you trembling and all your senses in a frenzy. You were melting under Jongho. Everything he says is dripping with sensuality, turning you on further, especially as his hands continue roaming, landing right above your ass and then gently squeezing.

"Please Jongho." You whimpered. "Please Daddy..."

"Daddy, huh?" Jongho let out an amused huff, sucking on the other side of your neck. His voice sounds deeper. "Never knew that you'd have a daddy kink, but damn...does it work for me." His knee grinds down against your clothed pussy and your eyes roll back slightly. "Good girl."

His teeth sink into the lobe of your ear and it has you whispering a hoarse cry of his name. Your brain was buzzing with excitement at the turn of events and now you only crave more. You want his tongue and his lips and his thick thighs and his toned arms and...just EVERYTHING. You need and want everything.

"Touch yourself for me, baby. Do exactly what you were doing when you think of me at night and let me watch you. You'd like that, yeah? Knowing your best friend wants you so bad he watches you touch your little cunt, wishing it were him?"

All your senses were on fire and your pulse throbbed and raced. Yes...Jongho always looks handsome. So fucking handsome but...

Looking at him like this. Watching Jongho stare down at your body like a man who wanted to wreck you in every single way. Your cheeks flush red at his request and with a surge of liquid confidence, you nod. Jongho presses another passionate kiss on your lips. As he pulls away, he licks his lips, the tip of his tongue darting across his plump lips, still slick from the kisses. His fingers played with the waistband of your skirt, dragging down to just between your thighs, fingers ghosting the soft sensitive spot. Your eyes never leave him.

"Come on baby. Strip and touch yourself for your Daddy," his hand is just barely resting above the most sensitive part of you. "Strip everything off except my shirt because you look so good in Daddy's clothes..." His smile, that beautiful grin you had grown to love in all its various forms and fashions, split across Jongho's face. "And then be my pretty baby and make yourself cum right in front of Daddy while you call out my name. My good baby, Y/N."

And you do just that as you shimmy out of your skirt and panties, snapped open the hooks of your bralette and it fell somewhere behind the couch. Leaving you there on the couch, splayed out in the semi dark in only the huge buttoned down shirt you stole from your roommate. With a deep breath, you spread your legs wider. Reclining back on the couch with your shoulders touching the back of the seat cushion, you drag your right hand down over your neck, teasing a nipple with your left hand as your body twitches and sighed with relief from even this small contact. The way Jongho watched you felt so intimate and...filthy and so, so amazing.

With your fingers trailing down between the valley of your breasts and along your belly, you press down right above the bundle of nerves between your legs. Feeling yourself throb, already dripping wet and hot. You slip the middle finger right along your folds, wetting the digit and moaning out his name. You pump the finger a bit in and out and can't stop staring at him. Watching Jongho unzip himself from his jeans, revealing boxers, a wet mark of precum staining the front fabric, before he too slipped them off and took out his leaking cock from his boxers.

And yes...the size is proportional with all his other features and your head reels at the thoughts of what could happen and will happen tonight. His beautiful and perfect cock, glistening and sticking straight up and throbbing at every heartbeat. You moan loud enough for both of you and as soon as Jongho grins at you, it's suddenly easier. He grabs the base and jacks himself as he keeps staring right at your body, "Fuck baby you look so sexy. Touching yourself in only my shirt like a good little slut and fuck...my little girl. Look at your clit, throbbing and swollen from not enough attention, yeah? Spread wider, baby. Let Daddy see you play with that pretty pussy."

"Mm fuck, shit...yeah, it's yours Daddy, please..." You drag your finger back up and find that most tender bundle and begin to slowly massage yourself. A loud and sharp "fuuuuck" followed by a sigh escapes the deepest parts of you. "Right there, fuck."

"God, yeah, fuck yes. That's it, baby. Show Daddy where it feels best and where to make your little pussy feel all nice and warm."

Jongho slowly rubbed along his leaking shaft, keeping his intense gaze on your finger rubbing faster in tiny circles. After a few minutes of rubbing your sensitive and aching clit, the pleasurable knot inside is reaching a maximum point.

"Da-Daddy...I'm gonna cum."

"God yes, good baby. Make Daddy proud and let me fucking see you come undone right there. So gorgeous." Jongho was almost close too, judging by the pace his fingers were moving around his cock. The rhythm matched the tempo that your fingers worked around your wet folds, the sticky moisture that continued building up while your breath became uneven and uneven as your pleasure spiraled and intensified. "Right there Y/N. Do it, cum and make a mess for Daddy."

With a small scream and a long-drawn out, broken whimper, your walls begin to pulsate and an all-encompassing warmth spreads all over your body. You rode out the orgasm and came while calling out his name, waves of pure bliss crash all around. Every single touch against your wet skin heightened as you went on with the last few moments of it. You opened your eyes again and brought your glistening fingers out from your sopping cunt, both feeling your whole body flush and your vision dizzy.

You swallowed the rest of your orgasm in a hard and desperate attempt to take in everything. Even with all those layers, Jongho really looks breathtaking. Like a complete piece of work. 

"Good, so good and pretty for your Daddy." His thumb plays around his head, spreading his own precum before jacking himself harder and quicker, Jongho can't help but make the sexiest of noises, spilling your name and 'fuck' and 'shit' and a dozen other curse words over and over. "I'm fucking cumming." 

Jongho leaned further back, closing his eyes tight and groaning loudly and deeply, chest puffed out. And he continued, thrusting his hips into his fist before they twitched erratically and then he was cumming all over his fist and his shirt.

He takes a few long shaky breaths, opening his eyes to reveal half-lidded ones. Looking completely gone and satisfied. He breathes heavily, "Can't wait to have you so full of me..."

He tugged his shirt over his head, picked you up and made his way to his bedroom where he deposited you and him onto the bed. Jongho wasted no time, mouthing at the skin near your thighs, coaxing you to open wider as you stroked yourself until you were panting, twitching beneath him, and with a long "yes, fuck...Daddy..." and a hard shiver wracking your entire body, you were falling apart a second time in front of Jongho.

Your throat was starting to get a bit dry as Jongho lapped up at the juice coming out from your delicious hole, your whole face heated up and his face between your thighs was absolutely stunning. Especially the way Jongho's looking up at you through his long lashes while swirling his tongue around the spot you desired it most. The sounds of pleasure coming out of his mouth while his tongue sucked all over were absolutely delicious and fueled your arousal even further.

Jongho groaned against your inner thighs as he inched his way up, dragging his body above your figure. Your bodies slot together so perfectly, like it was fucking made to be like this. His large hands easily caress you, dragging up and down and sending shudders up and down the column of your neck and then over your hard nipples. His dark eyes staring into yours, asking if you still wanted to do this, it felt a thousand times different, and it made a dozen emotions spring to life inside the pit of your stomach. Jongho kissed along your jaw and gently nipped the soft skin, careful not to leave too many visible marks, and instead chose the lower neck. He didn't care how turned on he was, all that mattered was the fact that he and you were finally doing something about these sexual feelings.

"Feeling good, baby?" Jongho whispers hot against your skin and you feel your whole body break out into goosebumps. "Wanna make you feel amazing. Fuck you so good you'll see stars, yeah?"

"Mm...please Jongho, give me more." The sounds you make are positively sinful.

Jongho slips his hand behind you and tangles itself within your locks and the other is gripped securely underneath one leg and he throws it around him, pressing him down onto the mattress and arching your back and revealing all of yourself, including the sopping heat he desired most. Your neck feels deliciously exposed and with another hard and fiery kiss pressed on your skin, a hickey forming at the point, Jongho sucks even further on the now swollen area, creating a large patch of discoloration.

Jongho pressed against you harder and a particularly delicious kiss to the tender spot makes you roll your eyes back with a whimpering his name and 'yes' on repeat.

"What did I do to deserve such a delicious little thing begging for me so eagerly...so loud and open...mmm fuck yes baby, you taste incredible," Jongho gave an experimental thrust against you and the warmth and size of him is incredibly mind numbing. "Sinking myself into that little cunt and wrecking you in all the best ways. Hear your cute noises and watch as I have you writhing and trembling beneath me, isn't that right?"

"Yes..." Jongho thrusted up and ground down into the wet heat and held his hardness against you, rubbing himself with your sticky juice. You'd thought the man would be impatient in getting to the part of really, really being inside you but with the way he moves his hips and plays around in teasing strokes, Jongho clearly understands the pleasures of foreplay.

You closed your eyes, lost in the absolute perfection of feeling his strong arms pulling you against his chest and the scent of his cologne, his large and thick cock pulsating and twitching, and feeling the muscles flex in his sculpted torso.

"So beautiful, baby. Daddy wants a taste. Want you so hot and bothered that you're absolutely begging and pleading for my thick cock to stuff you full and stretch out your little cunt to mold around Daddy's shape. Until my name's the only thing you know."

The thrill of saying filthy and filthy words, using his size, and most definitely using the terms of endearment were very satisfying. Your nails dug a bit into his arms and his hands dragged around to settle against your ass and thighs, loving the contrast in his size and yours. "That feel good?"

"Yea—shit, Daddy...yes. Can we...please. Please...inside of me, just—please, Jongho..." you stammer. Your entire body felt like it was burning from the inside out.

"Tell Daddy exactly what you want." He encouraged, giving a languid lick along your neck, tickling it and having it arch towards him further.

"Wanna feel you fill me up and stretch my walls." you whisper and a shiver rushes through Jongho at how sweet and genuine it sounds. "Want you so deep inside, wanna feel how heavy your balls are when they hit me, want...want you, Jongho." You whimpered and cried out again and again, your fingers fisted the sheets and your hips grind up against his erection again and again.

"That's it baby, ride the high and show Daddy how bad you wanna fuck his cock. So eager and begging already for my dick. Yeah?" He growled low. You lifted a bit from your current position, grabbing the tip of his length and settling it against your opening and pushing forward until he's half way through your slick and very hot walls. You let him completely into you, your velvety walls wrap around him perfectly, throbbing and massaging him in the process and it's taking everything Jongho has to not move. To not fucking ruin you. It takes even more control to not spill deep in you in the few seconds of being surrounded by you.

And once he starts to move, the loud and strung-out moans, the slow and deliberate thrusts, and the soft whimpers, your body feels hot, hot and oh...wonderfully amazing. Like heaven in each thrust. His hard and throbbing cock was thick and heavy, warm and full and he stretched you wide, hitting so deep inside and knocking your senses loose.

Jongho doesn't think he could take much more. "Fuck...look at how well your pussy is swallowing my cock...you take it so well. Feel so damn perfect." The words slip out so effortlessly. So sincere.

"So deep, Daddy. Yes! More..." His cock hit a deliciously sinful spot inside of you, a series of swears and sobs left you both and the urge to tell him something you had been keeping a secret suddenly took you and left your lips before you could stop. "Jongho, I love you!" you confess amidst the wreckage of strung out moans.

"Say it again." He kissed at the juncture of your shoulder. "Need to hear you say it again."

"Jongho, I love you." The words fell from your lips like an involuntary confession and at that moment, you realized that, with every beat and kiss and gentle brush of Jongho's body against your skin, his presence in your life was overwhelming, that his friendship had grown so naturally into something else.

"I love you too, Y/N." Jongho brushes back some strands of sweaty hair that have escaped and sticks to your cheeks. "So fucking much. Been in love with you for years. So, so much."

With the shared feelings and the release of all the sexual tension, everything is somehow amplified to a whole new level. Jongho holds onto you, whispering all kinds of promises into your ear, all kinds of affection and adoration and how absolutely in love he is with you. Everything is sweet and dizzy. Your breasts brushed against his chest and his skin tingled wherever it touches him.

His cock slid so, so smoothly because he was drenching in your arousal. His speed and pressure increased, turning his thrusts into long, hard strokes as he slammed himself deep into you. His name is a mantra that you call over and over. You wrapped both legs around him tightly, loving his body fully.

"Gonna cum, Y/N, gonna fucking come all over this pretty pussy. God, baby, you are so good. Feel so...shit. Feel so good wrapped around Daddy's cock," he fucked in a few more times, faster and shallower.

Your vision turned into stars, your mouth falling open. With a scream, his name on your lips, you shuddered around him and came on his cock, clenching around him hard and fast. With his final thrust, Jongho stilled and spilled with his entire length still buried within you and buried his head between the crook of your neck and shoulder. You pulled his face, cupping your fingers around his cheeks and brought his forehead against yours as your legs slackened a little and hung onto him tighter around his waist.

Jongho felt fucking incredible. Felt every ounce of your heart and soul within his being and melted right into you.

"Fuck, baby..." Jongho couldn't find his voice as he continued panting harshly, brushing the softest and shortest kisses onto your forehead and along your nose. His forehead was all sweaty and glistened and his gaze looked almost feral, as if he couldn't get enough and needed you over and over. As his breathing began to steady again, he looked back down and gave you a sated grin, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your nose, which crinkled at the contact. "Well shit..."

"What?" You breathed out.

"Can't believe we waited this fucking long, seriously..." He rolled off but still had an arm draped around your middle and he squeezed, pulling you back flush to his front, bringing his mouth near your ear. "Was it okay for me to cum in you though? Was that alright, or..."

You bite back a giggle and twist so that you were on your side, his other hand cupping the side of your face, and you kiss him languidly and softly before replying with a smile. "I'm on birth control, but it's probably safe to say to wrap it next time just to be on the safe side."

"Thank fucking God," he heaved a big sigh of relief and cackled, nipping on the skin behind your ear a bit and causing a shiver to roll up and down your spine. "Got pretty carried away, wasn't thinking straight."

"I wouldn't be opposed to having your kids anyways." A satisfied and sleepy grin forms across his face and you return one of your own, the kind that reached your eyes and made them glow like Jongho's never seen.

"Have to marry you before you start making me dad material." A kiss is placed on top of your hair. You reach your arms upward and around his neck and pull him forward for a sensual yet brief kiss. Jongho chuckles at the adorable sleepy way that your eyelashes brush along the tops of your cheeks. "Cuddle time?"

"Mhm. Definitely cuddle time." You bring one of Jongho's arms over you so his hand lands around your waist and pull yourself as close into his embrace and warmth as you can be. Your head rests in the curve of Jongho's neck, hands resting on top of each other. He pulls the comforters over the two of you, shifting so that your eyes lock for a few moments, the corners of his mouth tick up into a sweet and relaxed smile. "Your chest makes a pretty pillow. Should use it every day."

Jongho laughed at this and gently rubbed your back with the hand draped across your figure, leaning forward to place a loving kiss to your forehead.

"Love you so much, babe. Gonna be with you forever and always, alright?" His hands land at the small of your waist as the two of you bask in the after-sex glow and comfort and warmth. "How does that sound, my love?"

Your chest grew warmer. You leaned closer, peppering kisses across his shoulders. "That's a promise I definitely want you to keep because I love you too."