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jaeyeonatorsf9 · 1 year

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THE STEALER – CHAPTER 2

"Wake up." The words were soft and gentle, but urgent. That voice. It was deep yet gentle. She knew that voice opening her eyes a man's silhouette was standing in front of her, "Jana-ah" blinking a couple of times as her sight is in haze, trying to remember where she is and who’s that person’s voice belonged to, open her eyes then the tall handsome man who was looking down at her, “Li Jae Don'' he called out which caught the tall handsome guy off guard, “Li Jae Don?” he repeated, as she sat on the bed rubbing her eyes, “..onnie..” she called out, “Donnie'' she corrected herself, stretching, “get up or else we’ll be late” he told her then left her to prepare their breakfast, quickly she got up from her bed and stretch away along she got her bath towel and uniform and into her bathroom, “Young-ah! Jana-ah! Come on and let’s eat!” He called his siblings over for breakfast, and a tall handsome and fit man came out topless as the little sister came downstairs from the second floor, “Jae Don-ah, so what’s the plan for Jana’s new semester?” he asked his younger twin brother, “plan?” he asked back as he placed the toasted bread on the table, the little sister sat as the older brothers sat as well, “I mean will you tell them about Jana being our younger sister? you do have hardcore fans…” Young explained to his twin brother,

“Ah, no!” he replied as he looked at his little sister,

“No?” Young looked at him then to their little sister who sat beside her, “why?” he asked, curious.

“Well, as per our majesty, she wanted to know how popular I am….” he replied as he starts eating,

Young looked at their youngest, “you sure?” he asked her, “you know fangirls can be very scary!” he warned her,

“Yeah! I wanted to see for myself, and I have other reasons…” she replied as she takes a bit of her toasted bread,

“What other reason?” Jae Don asked,

“How boys will react when they find out my brother is Li Jae Don, I mean boys are scared of you, especially your aloof personality…” she explained.

Jae Don sarcastic laugh it off but he knew for himself how intimidating he can be,

“Agreed, you’re somehow look mean do you know that?” Young commented, “hahaha! Said someone who looks exactly like me…” he snarl back,

the three siblings finished off their breakfast and went away with their school, and as expected two of them coming to school is a new sight, both boys and girls were curious as who is the new girl with one of their school’s prince, it been a week already since she was part of this school yet people are still curious about her real identity

in the classroom the student were discussing and even coming up with the weirdest theory and as they were discussing it a footstep was running down the hall to immediately share fresh news, "the newcomer's here!!!!!" A boy with his buttons down and showing his inner shirt, announced as he catches his breath, with that the next person who came in was their homeroom teacher who left the classroom door in front open, "ok class, kindly take your sits" she directly on a stern voice, "Good morning, Jana-ssi, hope you leg are getting better?” she asked her as she continue to walk towards her sit by the corner of the room beside the windows.

At first few day’s people gave her a few intriguing looks and asked random questions, she answered some but stayed quiet and didn't mind any of them which kind of ticked some of the bullies who later started to bother her more and more for their entertainment purposes. More rumors started as everyone thought the reason for the initial warning fro there home room teacher not to bother was, that she was a new teacher’s pet, but most of the boys especially in her class thought she was a prize for a new competition because she doesn't look just like your typical ideal normal girl, she had beauty on her and a weird aura of intimidating for some as she was very quiet. Days passed most of the boys means business, and she became their new play toy which dragged some attention, some girls started to bully her more, but she stayed quiet and distant, she gets along with most people here but still kept quiet and distant most of the time but some of the students especially the school's popular handsome group of boys, Sensational Feeling 9 or SF9 what the girls call them were close with her yet they kept a safe distance to observe her as something really intrigues them about her that looks like she is somewhat special.

As days, weeks, and months passed by, her cast had been removed and at the same time, some boys started to lose interest in her which equivalent to more bullies, girls are already bullying her, and more and more are becoming an addition to the group and as days past by their jokes and pranks became meaner than it was before, some of the boys from SF9 wanted to step in but just looking at her from afar she seems to handle it very well so they stopped themselves but then again until when? Especially when the bullies had poured milk and had thrown away her meals, yet she chose to keep quiet and ignore, "what the heck is she doing?" Ethan asked out loud, frustrated. His blood started to boil and most of his brothers had stopped him dozens of times "just for a little longer..." they said at a different time,

"Until when exactly? Until she's dead?" he called out, feeling irritated,

"Ok, let's say we let you get involved right now, and then what?" leader asked him, he was about to answer back but then his third youngest replied to his question, "then we could be friends, is that so wrong Hyung?" He asked back, worried and concerned at the same time,

"No! there's nothing wrong but remember, we aren't normal when we get worked up do you even think what will happen?" He argued back. Keeping his other brother remain silent as he was right, they are not normal, they are extraordinary, not from this time, but Ethan can't stop worrying for her and there was this worrisome feeling in his chest he can't easily let go, a feeling that something bad would happen to her, and he was indeed right, as the school ends, as SF9 are enjoying their own time hanging out on the rooftop where they can see everything.

"Silent ones are the scariest people, do you know that?" suddenly said the second youngest calmly as he was looking from afar, they all looked at him with dumbfounded faces,

"What the heck are you talking about?" the youngest asked, in his deep voice, feeling absurd, the second youngest then calmly pinpointed towards someone near the school's library building,

They found her riding her bike off to school but before she even reach the gate, she went flying to the school ground, while her bike flew on the opposite direction, the bullies gathered to have their fun, laughing and enjoying the moment, both boys and girl gathered around her in circle, they took her stuff and completely trashed it, then started throwing random stuff like paint balloon, spoiled eggs, white and black feathers and other more stuff they could think off, she's injured, her knee's bleeding so as her forehead, then one of the girls had hit her from behind and another but this time she grabbed the thick stick and took off her which of course surprised everyone, the guy behind him had his bat with him and now tried her chance, he tried to hit her but she had blocked him, she started to fight back, she started doing her thing, martial arts, kicking everyone's assess which was one of the plot twist with her, the bullies together with SF9 were left flabbergast as well were impressed with her, but then again she needed help so they helped her out of that area, moving her to the clinic and of course the nurse had help them clean her would, she suggested them to bring her to the nearest hospital which they did then brought her home for safety.

The next day in school, the school was in chaos. The bullies were expelled and the reason? Her! Who would know the threat of the teacher was a MUST be taken seriously, the rumored queen bee that had been going on since their 1st year who was no show until now in front of them all, the quiet girl had a large influence on the school’s board member for some reason had brought more stir than the most unique class, Class 2-D. Well, this class is one rollercoaster ride, there are a lot of different personalities, and some feared this class more than Class A, why? Simple, Class 2-D has the greatest number of the bullies’ ring leaders, a mix of talented athletes, brainiacs, and handsome tall hotties.

"Mr. Ethan and Ms. Jana, after school kindly came to my office... is this understood?" their teacher called them as the bell rang, everyone stood up and went to the next class, PE. The girls and boys had changed separately, and everyone was so thrilled about today's class because today is a class relay, and the loser will be the cleaners for the week. The team was separated into mixed groups and for Ethan, it was great for being on the same team as him, meaning he can closely observe her without freaking her out, and here he thought she was being serious in winning at the last minute of the game as he notices she purposely lost the last shot but he was doubting himself as it was impossible and why would she do it but then again one of his brother who was on the same class as his, "did you see that?" His younger brother asked him with his lips pouting and looking at her then to his with an intense eye,

"Huh?" Jana questioned, surprised.

"She lost on purpose!" He proclaimed, feeling somehow irritated,

"You also noticed?" he asked, looking at each other than in her direction,

"Yes, it's too obvious for us... " He told his older brother, “She seems to be interesting..." He claimed as he turned to leave the area.

After school Ethan and Jana both went to the teacher's office, the teacher had told them that starting today she would be the class representative with him, and informed us that our other class representative had dropped out from school due to personal circumstances which she displayed some disapprovement and told the teacher she wanted to have a normal school life but of course, she couldn't do anything but to accept in the end, we left after the small talk and had to ask what happened this afternoon she caught her off guard which he earned a glare from her for a short while then left ahead. In the classroom where she took our things she started talking, "how did you know?" She asked, wondering,

"I-I just noticed..." Ethan told her, shuttering as he was caught off guard.

"Let's just say I just needed to lose..." She replied as she started cleaning,

"What do you mean?" I asked,

She looked at him and told him with a smile, "I'll tell you when you are worth it" then left, he was coughing more off guard seeing her smiling, "that was the first smile she gave to anyone" he said out loud as he placed his backpack on his bag.

>> End chapter <<

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dowoonsbf · 2 years

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ABOUT ME

• 20+, any pronouns, florida usa

• FR/ESP ok!

• fanfic writer since 2012

• tumblr user also since 2012 unfortunately

ABOUT THE BLOG

- runs almost entirely on a queue

- amateur gif maker and graphic creator

- lots of rambling in the tags bc that’s how tumblr works!!!!!!!

- will occasionally post rpf fics if i feel like it, although i usually just do so on twitter :3 they’ll be tagged #sloanfics if you want to blacklist the tag!!

STANS

i’ve been a kpop fan since 2015. i saw kim kibum on a variety show at a kbbq restaurant and it was all over for me.

you’ll mostly see me talk about:

✨ nct / doyoung, johnny, mark, jisung, jeno, xiaojun, ten, ryo, sion (pre-debut for all all units)

✨ stray kids / felix, jeongin, chan (2021)

✨ the boyz / juyeon, sangyeon, chanhee (2022)

✨ stayc / sieun, isa (2023)

✨ sf9 / chani, rowoon, dawon (debut)

✨ seventeen / minghao, joshua, mingyu (debut)

✨ got7 / bambam, mark, youngjae (2015)

✨ shinee / kibum, jjong (2015)

✨ p1harmony / jiung, keeho, intak (2022)

✨ twice / jeongyeon, dahyun, momo (debut)

i stan other groups, especially girl groups, so don’t be surprised if i post about others not listed!!

MEMORY ZONE:

stray kids seattle 12 july 2022 ; atlanta 22 march 2023 & 23 march 2023 ; nyc [global citizen festival/as 3racha] 23 september 2023

sf9 chicago 2 december 2022

nct 127 atlanta 13 january 2023

p1harmony atlanta 1 february 2023 (hi wave, photo)

nct dream atlanta 9 april 2023 ; atlanta [jingle ball] 14 december 2023

wayv paris 11 june 2023

jungkook nyc [global citizen festival] 23 september 2023

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kpophours · 5 years

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Taming the Brat (M)

➵ SF9: Chani x noona reader / one shot, college AU / fluff, smut / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: explicit mentions of sex (very slight public teasing, oral: receiving/giving), slight cursing

➵ word count: 2.4k

Chani has been fidgeting for 10 minutes now, seemingly unable to sit still.

He glances around the library, his gaze finally landing on you, watching you for a few seconds. You don’t even notice his stare, too immersed in your research, so he finally tries to continue working on his essay as well - but he’s failing, miserably so.

Maybe you were right when you said you shouldn’t study together. You’re just too distracting, pushing your hair behind your ear, gnawing on your lower lip, your arm brushing his whenever you reach towards your bottle to take a sip of water. Even your scent is invading his space! And thinking about last night - how you moaned and gasped under his touch - surely isn’t helping his concentration either.

His eyes flit from his laptop in front of him to your hands, to your lips and back to his laptop again. God, how he wished he was back in his room - or yours, as your dorm is even closer to where you are right now.

The library is filled with many other students, all typing away on their laptops, looking through textbooks or having whispered conversations. Some are just blankly staring into the distance - probably daydreaming like Chani is right now - and he’s pretty sure one of his classmates, Hwiyoung, just fell asleep, head resting on top of some books.

Except for some coughs, whispers and sighs as well as the sounds of pages being turned, the library is quiet. Dusk is just about to settle over the campus, soon the first students will leave to get some dinner.

When you hear Chani sigh beside you, you finally look up, face scrunched up in concentration. “You’re okay?”, you ask in a hushed voice, gazing at your very bored looking boyfriend, but he only shrugs. You simply raise one eyebrow and look back at your computer screen, getting more and more frustrated as you’re still unable to find even one academic source to support the hypothesis of your research project. You’re so focused on your online search that you almost jump and squeal, when you feel Chani’s hand on your thigh, slowly beginning to draw circles on your leg.

You clear your throat and try to ignore his soft caresses, leaning even closer to your laptop screen. When his hand wanders to the inside of your thigh, slowly slipping higher, you instantly clamp your legs together, shooting him a dark look.

He grins, dark eyes innocently round and wide. “What are you doing?”, you hiss between clenched teeth, his hand still between your legs.

“I can’t concentrate anymore. Wanna leave early tonight?”, he shoots back, lips curling into a challenging smile. You raise one eyebrow. “We shouldn’t.”, you answer and he tilts his head, dark eyes beginning to glimmer almost wickedly.

Instantly, your stomach jolts and your mouth gets dry. His hand moves dangerously close to your clothed core and you almost whimper.

Chani leans closer, lips close to your ear. “Please, noona.”, he murmurs, hot breath tickling your exposed neck, “I’m... starving.” You take in a shaky breath, giving him the side eye. He grins, knowing you’re too weak for him and that he has already won. You close your eyes for a few seconds and think about your different options. Finally, you shut your laptop, grab your books and bag and stand up. “Let’s go.”, you say and walk out of the library, Chani following you triumphantly.

On the way to your dorm, you quickly stop at the convenience store, trying to suppress a grin when you see your boyfriend’s confused expression. “You said you were starving - so I thought we could eat some Ramen together.”, you explain innocently, pushing through the door and into the store. While you get some groceries - the desired Ramen, oat milk, eggs and some apples - Chani trails behind you, an almost grumpy expression on his face. You smile to yourself, taking your time to look through the seemingly endless shelves of snacks.

Finally, your boyfriend has had enough of your antics and hugs you from behind, pressing a soft kiss against your neck and whispering into your ear: “Noona, you know what I’m really hungry for, don’t you?” His hands wander over your stomach, slipping under your shirt to touch your bare skin.

You sag against him and almost close your eyes, but before you can do so, you quickly snap out of it, pulling away from him. “Let’s just… hurry.”, you finally murmur and almost run towards the checkout, hurriedly bagging all the groceries and grabbing Chani’s hand to pull him with you. You ignore his smug smile, knowing that you’ll soon get your revenge for his teasing, almost bratty behavior.

Inside your dorm, you quickly stow away all the food and then, you turn around to face your boyfriend again. He sits on your bed, leaning on both hands and observes you with dark eyes, his expression almost too innocent. You know him well enough by now and are able to see the tiniest of smirks playing on his lips.

“You think it’s funny, teasing me under the table in the library?”, you finally ask, tilting your head to one side and crossing both arms in front of your chest. Chani chuckles and shrugs. “I wanted to get your attention.”

You take a step towards him. “Well, you have it now.”, you murmur, leaning over him so he has to look up at you. You cup his cheek, lips hovering just above his, “But I think I’ll have punish you a bit for your bratty behavior first.”

He quirks one eyebrow at this and quickly presses his lips to yours, but you immediately draw back. “Mhm no, I don’t think you deserve my kisses yet.”, you muse teasingly, lips stretching into a sarcastic smile when Chani begins to pout.

“But noona-”

“No, don’t try to noona me. You’ve brought this upon yourself. Now, I want you to lay back - don’t move and don’t you dare touch me yet.” You watch him while he follows your instructions and nod, pleased with him. You kneel between his legs, hands ghosting over his thighs, slowly traveling higher and slipping under his jumper, dragging it upwards. You feel his abdominals clench under your gentle caresses and smirk.

“Noona, please.”, Chani murmurs in a whiny tone and you sit back.

“I want you out of that jumper, now.”

He immediately complies and then, he lays back on the bed again, his eyes searching yours. You take in a deep breath and admire his lean form - he has begun working out recently and you can already see the broadening in his shoulders and the subtle muscles in his arms. Slowly, you kiss a wet trail over his stomach, chest and neck until you reach his lips. He’s already breathing hard, desperately fisting his hands into the bed sheets to keep himself from touching and disobeying you.

“You’re doing so well.”, you murmurs against his lips and finally, you kiss him, straddling his hips and grinding down on his hard on pressing against his jeans. He groans at the friction and moves his hips, but you immediately draw back, giving him a stern look.

“Not yet. You get what I give and nothing more. Can you do that?”

He quickly nods, hardening even more under your strict tone. “Yes, noona.”

You smile, softening at his compliance and kiss him again, gently biting down on his lower lip and coaxing a moan from him. He slips his tongue into your mouth and you let him take a bit of control. He carefully slides his hands over your thighs, slipping under your shirt and placing them on your waist. You hum appreciatively and grind against him again, feeling how his hands begin to slightly tremble against your skin. Finally, you lean back and look down at him.

His cheeks are flushed, his lips slightly swollen and his hair a mess - you grin at the sight, pleased to have this much power over him. You’re not always the one in control - more often than not, Chani likes to turn you into a moaning mess under his touch, but today, it’s your turn.

You shift on top of him, slowly sliding down his body and playing with the buttons of his jeans, smugly observing his reaction. He looks more worked up by the second, lips pressed into a tight line.

“You want me to touch you?”, you finally ask, slowly opening the first button, “You want me to make you feel good? Even after you’ve been so naughty in the library, touching me under the table? Trying to touch me in the store?”

He moans when you begin to palm his hard on over his jeans, pushing one hand into his own hair and closing his eyes, losing himself to your touch. Finally, you open the last of his buttons and slip your hand inside his boxer briefs, wrapping your fingers around his length and slowly beginning to pump his cock. He curses quietly, sweat beading at his temples.

You sit back on your knees and pull down his jeans and boxers. You let your gaze travel over his glorious naked body, quirking one eyebrow when you see pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock.

“Please, I want to see you too, noona.”, Chani says in a soft voice, propping himself up on his elbows to look at you. You tilt your head. “Not yet. I’m going to take care of you first.” With that, you take his cock into your mouth, beginning to suck on it and running your tongue up and down his length. A string of curses leaves his lips and when you look at him through your lashes, you see that his eyes are closed and that he fists both hands into the soft strands of his hair, abdominals clenching with the effort of keeping control over himself. Carefully, you run your teeth over his shaft, finally opening your mouth to take him even deeper, hollowing your cheeks and making him hiss at the sensation.

“Noona.”, he whines, bucking his hips to get a bit of control, but you place both hands on his thighs and stop any movement from him. You don’t stop sucking him off, taking him even deeper into your mouth. He groans and repeats your name over and over again, making it sound like a prayer and a curse. When you begin to massage his balls, he groans loudly.

“N-noona, if you don’t stop, then I’ll - I’ll…”, he stutters and finally, you release his cock to catch your own breath, taking in his flushed cheeks and hazy eyes.

You crawl over him and kiss him deeply, finally allowing him to pull you into his arms. When you break apart again, he smiles at you, nuding your nose with his. “Can I finally touch you now?”, he whispers against your lips and you nod, quickly standing up to get rid of your clothes and joining him back on the bed. He kisses you again, before slowly descending and settling between your legs, immediately easing one of his long fingers inside you and making you gasp at the sensation. When a second one quickly follows, the stretch is almost too much and your back arches upwards, a curse leaving your lips.

Chani begins eating you out then, lapping through your folds and sucking on your clit. It doesn’t take long for you to begin trembling underneath him, your high quickly approaching. Before you can snap, you push your hand into Chani’s hair and gently tug at it, making him withdraw and look at you in confusion, lips glistening.

“I can’t wait anymore.”, you explain and pull him up to you, kissing him feverishly and pushing him on his back. Straddling his hips, you reach towards your nightstand and rummage through it, quickly finding the little wrapping you’re searching for. After carefully rolling the condom over Chani’s length, you grind your hips against him without letting his cock slip into your slick core just yet. He groans at your teasing, placing both hands on your hips without daring to push you down and on his length - he knows you’re the one in charge tonight.

“Noona, I thought you couldn’t wait anymore.”, he finally whines, biting his lip and looking at you with hazy puppy eyes. One of his hands slips over your thigh to dip between your legs, but you quickly catch it and shake your head. “Don’t.”, you murmur and then, you rock your hips and slowly lower onto his cock. You both moan at the sensation of him filling you inch by inch. You rest both hands on his chest to get some kind of support, his length almost too much from this angle. When he finally bottoms out, you take a few seconds to catch your breath and get used to the stretch.

Then, you slowly begin to ride him, rolling your hips and keeping your hands on his chest, feeling his heart pound fast and hard against his rib cage. You throw your head back in pleasure, picking up the pace and reveling in the sounds you coax from Chani’s lips - curses, prayers, your name and noona, again and again, noona.

Soon, your legs begin to tremble from the effort of trying to keep the pace and when Chani notices this, he grabs hold of your waist and and begins to thrust into you from below, his hips snapping against yours in an almost bruising manner. One hand slips between your legs to rub your clit and it doesn’t take long for you to finally snap, clenching around Chani’s length and moaning his name, pressing feverish kisses against his neck and lips, almost unable to hold your body upright. The rhythm of his hips gets sloppier by the second, until finally, he approaches his high as well and spills into the condom.

You’re both breathing hard, hot breath fanning over each other’s faces. Then, you break into a loving smile and kiss him softly. “God, you’re such a brat sometimes.”, you murmur against his lips and he chuckles, obviously pleased with himself. “Maybe so. But I’m your brat.”

You kiss the tip of his nose and giggle. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

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killjoy-loveit · 5 years

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A Little Help Never Hurts

A/N: I would like to clarify that everything written in this story is complete fiction and isn’t to be taken as a true portrayal of reality.

*****This is my reveal as the sf9 secret santa for @multyfan1458! Sorry I’m a little late on posting it :( I hope your holiday’s are going swell, and that you’re taking care of yourself! *****

Word Count: 546

Genre: Fluff

The list of things to complete in time for the annual holiday party you hosted for your friends was long. Luckily you had a helper this year, although it’s safe to say he was pulled into this unwittingly. However Chani was being pretty chill about the whole thing, not complaining a bit despite you dragging him to multiple stores to get the right decorations and food for the gathering. Maybe it was because you had promised him lunch, but you were certain it was just because he didn’t mind helping out.

“What do we have left?” You questioned, hands placed on your hips as you surveyed the living room. The tree was set up, albeit missing the tinsel that got misplaced somewhere in all the chaos. Extra chairs and bean bags were gathered and set up in a circular formation, trays and bowls filled with snacks were set out on various flat surfaces. A candle was lit on the side table, making the room smell faintly of nutmeg and cinnamon.

Chani looked at the list he was holding in his hands. “Uh,” He paused a second scanning the list. “It looks like there’s only two things left.”

You looked at him expectantly. “Okay, and those are?”

“Putting the presents under the tree and setting up that giant inflatable snowman you got for outside. Oh, I forgot that we also need to put that reindeer costume on your dog.” He chuckled at the last part. “Your dog is gonna get out of that in under an hour, you know that right?”

Pursing your lips, you stare at him. “So? My dog will look cute as can be, and you know it! Besides, you’re acting like you won’t take a million pictures with my dog in costume.”

Chani shrugged, a relaxed smile appearing on his face. “I mean, you’re not wrong.”

“Come on, let’s get the rest done quickly. The party starts in an hour.”

Setting up the giant snowman outside wasn’t as difficult as you had anticipated, but that was because Chani appeared to be a mastermind at figuring out the instructions. And putting the presents under the tree took all of five minutes tops, since it was just transporting them from the linen closet to the living room. What did take a long time, was dressing your dog up as a reindeer. Fisher, yes, that’s his name- you had wanted to name him Fish but everyone convinced you it would be weird to explain that you had a dog named Fish- kept running off every time you got a hold of him. Like he could sense you were about to put a costume on him.

Eventually though, minutes before friends were set to arrive, Chani managed to catch Fisher and hold him long enough for you to get the costume on. Just as the reindeer ears were placed on Fisher’s head, the first knock was heard at your door. Perfect timing, even you had to admit. The party ran smoothly, food being consumed at a fast rate, and soon wrapping paper, and tissue paper, covered the floor- allowing Fisher to have a field day with it all. And just as you had predicted, Chani managed to take over a hundred photos of Fisher during the party.

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lunnanunna · 2 years

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Don’t Go

SF9 EXTRA MEMBER AU

Summary: Miyoung was missing the two oldest who enlisted and the rest of her members are there for her.

Warnings: light swearing

Taglist: @hyunmijung @galacticstxrdust @many-gay-magpies @precious-seungwooya @helladead-hellaradical @boss-baby-jongho @kimonmars @chagi-nana @wooya1224 @poutypoutybin @sunflower-0180 @frankenstein852 @jenseok17 @keijikunn @glitteringcoffeefreak

Let me know if you’d like to be added or removed from the taglist.

A/N: Hope you enjoy!

Requests are open. Feedback is welcomed.

Miyoung sat on her bed reading. She had recently picked up No Longer Human by Osamu Dazai and was loving it. She was definitely going to reread it.

She reached for her coffee that she had on her bedside table as she reread the last bit of the current chapter she was on. She really liked the style of this author. Though she had really been liking a lot of different styles lately, seeing as she had been filling her time with reading lately. If she wasn’t filming for her channel, she was reading.

All this reading may or may not be her way of coping. (Coping with Youngbin and Inseong being gone due to enlistment.) Miyoung had no idea how she was going to deal with all of her members, if only two had enlisted and she was struggling.

Basically, in Miyoung’s mind, if she spends less time with her members now, it’ll hurt less when they leave. Was it working? Of course not. She was miserable. And she was pretty sure that her members were starting to worry, which was never a good thing.

Miyoung startled when the door to her room opened. Looking up, she saw Seokwoo and Sanghyuk walk in. She was not ready for whatever shenanigans they were about to bring, but judging by their faces, Miyoung knew that there was no way for her to avoid it.

“What do you want?” she asked, closing her book. She folded her arms over her chest, raising a brow at the two. They in turn, side-eyed each other then smirked as they walked over to her.

“We miss you,” Seokwoo said, pouting.

“We saw each other this morning,” Miyoung shook her head.

“Yeah, in passing. After you got your coffee, you came back in here and haven’t left ever since,” Sanghyuk whined, walking over to her and sitting on her bed.

Miyoung shrugged, picking at a loose thread of her sweat shorts.

“Mimi, we’re not scolding you. It’s just that this has been happening a lot. Other than practice, we’ve barely seen you,” Seokwoo said, sitting on the floor next to where she was on the bed.

She shrugged again.

“Is there a reason why you’re avoiding us?” the taller of the two asked.

“I’m not avoiding you,” Miyoung was quick to respond.

“Really, now?” Sanghuyk asked, raising his own brow at the girl.

“I’m not! I’ve just been busy,” Miyoung shrugged, though she wasn’t sure if that was going to hold up in court.

“Reading doesn’t count, Mimi. Plus you’re a fast reader. So when you’re done with a book you should have plenty of time to hang out with us,” Jaeyoon said from the doorway.

Miyoung glared at him as he walked through, the rest of the boys trailing behind him. This was starting to feel like an intervention of sorts.

“What is this?” she asked, waving vaguely at everyone as they sat at her desk, her bed, or on the floor.

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Taeyang said, climbing over her to sit between her and the wall.

“An intervention,” Chanhee nodded.

“We don’t know what’s going on exactly, but last time you pulled away from us, you were being assaulted,” Juho said.

Miyoung stilled. They were right. She scoffed at herself, breaking her promise of always coming to them no matter what.

“You think this is funny?” Youngkyun asked, frowning.

“Listen, we can’t read you the way Youngbin-hyung can. We don’t know what’s wrong, but we can at least see that something’s wrong,” Juho said, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m laughing, but not because it’s funny. It’s because I thought I had changed, but I didn’t. I’m still hiding things and possibly leading to trouble,” Miyoung said, running her hands through her hair.

The boys looked at each other then back at Miyoung, as Taeyang spoke up. “Then tell us.”

Miyoung covered her face with her hands. She could feel her face heating up. The fact that she was pulling away from them because she didn’t want to have to deal with the emotions that will come with them enlisting, was embarrassing.

“Are you in trouble?” Juho asked.

The visual looked up, shaking her head, “I’m not. I promise you.”

“Then what?” Sanghyuk asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” she answered, shrugging. Miyoung chewed on her lip, looking at her hands.

At that, the boys all looked at each other. Deeming it better that she feel embarrassed over unsafe, they agreed to wait for her.

“Then you don’t have to tell us now,” Seokwoo said.

“As long as you’re not in any danger,” Chanhee added.

Miyoung looked up at them. She could tell that they meant it, but now she was feeling guilty. There’s no reason she couldn't tell them. It’s not like they’d make fun of her.

She took in a deep breath then spoke up, “I don’t want you guys to go.” It came out mumbled.

“What do you mean?” Taeyang asked.

Miyoung shrugged, “Enlistment.”

“Oh, Mimi,” Sanghyuk said, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. She curled up, hiding her rapidly flushing face in his chest.

“Wait, Young-ah. Do you miss Youngbin and Inseong?” Jaeyoon asked.

Miyoung nodded her head.

“And now you’re already thinking about how you’ll miss us too when we go?” Youngkyun asked.

She nodded again.

“I know that this is a serious thing for you, but God damn, this is fucking adorable,” Juho smiled.

Miyoung groaned. “Don’t make fun.”

“We’re not,” Taeyang said from behind her and Sanghyuk. He ran his hand through her hair.

“Noona, we’re not all leaving at once. You’ll never be alone,” the maknae assured.

“I know, but that doesn't mean I won’t miss each of you when you leave,” she pouted.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You were embarrassed to tell us?” Jaeyoon asked.

“Sort of. But it was mostly because I figured if I spent less time with you guys, I’d grow less attached and it’s hurt less,” she confessed.

“Okay, my turn to hold our cute Mimi,” Seokwoo said as he pulled Miyoung from Sanghyuk’s lap and onto his. Sanghyuk squawked as she was pulled away. Miyoung on the other hand, flushed again as she was being handled like a ragdoll. (It was always like that when it came to cuddling with these boys.)

Once in the tallest member’s lap, she was turned to face the rest of her members, much to her embarrassment. Seokwoo wrapped his arms around her middle and nuzzled her neck. Miyoung squirmed.

“I’m going to tell you right now, Miyoung, that your plan was going to backfire on you so badly,” Juho said.

“I figured,” she mumbled.

“Listen, Noona. All you need to know is that you’ll never be alone, and we won’t be gone forever. Two years will fly by before you know it. Plus half of us aren’t due to enlist for years,” Youngkyun said.

Miyoung nodded. She knew all that. Still, that didn't stop her from not wanting them to go. “I know.”

“Then let’s focus on the now. Yeah the hyungs aren’t here now, but we’ll keep in contact and they’ll visit too,” Taeyang said.

“Youngbin-hyung will definitely come back if he hears that Miyoung was crying over him,” Seokwoo spoke into her neck, chuckling.

“Yah! I’m not crying over him,” Miyoung protested.

“At the moment, but if you’re missing them that bad, I can only imagine how many times you’ve had to stop yourself from crying,” Chanhee smirked.

Miyoung pouted, “Maybe it would be better if you all left.”

“You don’t mean that,” Taeyang said with a knowing look.

“No. No, I don’t,” Miyoung shook her head, frowning. The others chuckled.

“Okay. Okay. That's enough pouting. How about we order takeout and watch a movie then we can prove to Mimi that she’ll never be alone?” Jaeyoon suggested.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Seokwoo said, standing up. He threw Miyoung over his shoulder and followed the others to the living room.

“Mimi, we love you,” Taeyang smiled, looking at Miyoung who was hiding her blush behind her hands.

“I love you guys too,” she mumbled out. She smiled despite herself.

Miyoung’s Masterlist

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tobesensation-9 · 3 years

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hello 💗 let’s push through exams together! whenever you’re free, I have a request!

how about sf9 waking you up in the middle of the night just because they’re needy?

Oooooo yess! I haven’t written smut related works in a while so I’m glad this was sent 🥰.

*Edit* Here is the work finally. I hope you enjoy.

SF9: Needy at Night

The boys wake you up in the middle of the night due to waking up from a wet dream of you.

Genre: Fluff, Mentions of Smut (Alludes to sexual themes but no explicit acts of sex.)

Young Bin

Youngbin lays in bed, eyes wide, looking up at the ceiling. Heat rushes from his abdomen rapidly up to his face. When he felt the burning on his cheeks, he threw his hands up to cover it. Whenever he'd have wet dreams of you while lying right beside you, he always felt embarrassed and ashamed.

He felt guilty, indecent, disgusting even. The feeling wasn't bad when you weren't around. He ravaged being in it in your absence. But that changed when you would lay asleep beside him. He looks over to you when he hears you stirring in your sleep.

He slowly reached his hand out to your shoulder, but you turned around before he could touch you.

"Can't sleep?" You smile at him with your sheepish eyes. You outstretched your hand to caress his arm. He looked bewildered.

"Baby.." is all he says before you felt his lips on yours, his passion igniting a passion within you.

Kim In Seong

"Wow," he whispered to himself in disbelief. He looks down at his member protruding through his pants like a sore thumb. "Why...?"

"Honey, what are you talking about? Are you just talking to yourself?"

"What's wrong?"

"I-I'm just really cold. I thought you were deep in sleep. You just surprised me."

"Oh, um okay then," you turn around and try to lay back down but you forgot that he kidnapped all the covers. "Can I get some cover?"

"Ahh, I'll just lay with you." He lays down cuddled and pressed against your back.

"Ah...I see what the problem was," you giggle to yourself. You raise your arm to pat his head, to comfort him.

"Just pretend you don't feel it."

"I can't. I feel like I have to do something about it now."

“I mean…if you want to…I wouldn’t hate that…”

You lightly smack his head as you giggle and turn around.

Lee Jae Yoon

“Baby.”

You turn over to the man lying next to you. You turn to look for his face, looking right back at you intently. At the eye contact, he'd look at you, look down at himself, and back at you. As if insinuating that you knew what he wanted.

His mouth is slightly agape as he anticipates your reaction.

You look at him in shock and smack his arm before turning back over and grabbing the covers to lay back down.

“Babbbyyyy c’mon help me ouuuttt.”

“Nooo!”

All of his confidence flies out the window as he cuddles you and tries to get you to change your mind.

"Go to sleep nasty."

Lee Dawon (Sang Hyuk)

You are half asleep when you feel a tugging at your t-shirt sleeve.

One tug. A beat. Another tug. Another moment. Then two quick tugs. You giggle to yourself.

“What?”

“Oh. I was gonna stop after that if you hadn't woken up fully.”

“What. What do you want? I’m tired,” you laugh out in annoyance.

“Ahh, I..” he starts to do that cute smile he does and look towards his crotch area with a forced smile.

“Hyuk….,” you try not to laugh, because you don’t want him to feel bad.

He'd continue to laugh nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"I guess we can stay up a little late tonight and have some fun."

Baek Zuho (Ju Ho)

The two of you like to sleep snuggled up against each other. One night you were dozing while you watched a movie together. You had shifted your position and for some reason, this one small move, and you staying right there made him weak. He had already dozed off. So when you moved, that is what woke him up. He peaked over you, seeing that your eyes were closed. By the slowing of your breathing, he knew that you were asleep.

"Ah..." is all he could muster. He wanted to shift away from you, but he also didn't want to wake you.

"Jagi...why would you do this to me?" he'd sigh in defeat at his body always under your spell even when you weren't awake.

Kim Rowoon (Seok Woo)

Half asleep you’d feel his body pressing against you suddenly. Immediately followed by his body in yours, you’d also feel a sudden warmth engulf you under the sheets and your stomach would do somersaults.

“Seokwoo…”

“Hmmm?”

You thought he was awake but by his response, it didn’t seem like it.

“Are you sleeping?” You try to turn around and face him, but he squeezes you tighter to prevent you from moving.

“Don’t move,” he’d say as you felt him hold you tighter. Then sudden warmth you felt earlier would be none other than him getting excited for you in his sleep.

The more you felt it, the more his breathing started to become more vocal, breathy moans filling your ears.

Yoo Tae Yang

He was wondering by some miracle, did you know what he was thinking about? Did you know how he was feeling? He fought himself on the thought of turning you around and waking you up to do the lewd things he imagined in his dreams.

But you looked so peaceful. So at ease. He'd feel like he was being inconsiderate if he woke you up. Instead, he just thought if he cuddled up against you more, it would be more of a win-win. He could still feel you at least but wouldn't wake you up. But not long after he'd notice you waking up but rubbing up against him in return.

He'd turn you around to see you stirring but your eyes would open slowly following.

Now he’d be happy that you did wake up and caught him looking the way he was. He meets your face with his, reaching a hand to caress your face before your lips touch.

Kim Hwiyoung (Young Kyun)

"Babe."

You hear his deep voice tickle your ear and neck. He caresses your arm, and softly kisses your neck and cheek as he coaxes you awake.

"Mmmm."

"Wake up.”

“Hmm?”

He gently turns you over to face him. You furrow your face in confusion.

“What?”

You didn’t mean for the question to come out the way it did, laced with annoyance. But you weren’t expecting to wake out of your great sleep.

His face turns cold, eyes wide. “Sorry I was just…I suddenly got in the mood.”

He lowers his head and starts to run his hair through his hair out of embarrassment.

“Ohhh. Ah." Both of you sit there in embarrassment. But you give him a kiss on the cheek to comfort him. "So is that a yes?"

You smile a little before he holds you in his arms and lays you back down on the bed.

Kang Chani (Chan Hee)

Despite what you may have thought about him, he wouldn’t be too embarrassed beyond compare. He was good at acting confident but deep down he’d be dying, cringing inside.

So when he woke up in the middle of the night from a wet dream, he wouldn’t know what to do.

He’d shift the way he sat on the bed to try to make it go away. He’d also try to think of work or something far-fetched to make it go away.

You’d wake up to footsteps as you turn around and see Chanhee pacing in the bedroom.

“Chanhee-ah.”

He’d freeze in his tracks, eyes protruding out his head.

“I’m fine just thinking about something. You don’t have to worry about it,” he forced a chuckle.

“Are you sure?” You look in the position of his crotch and he dies on the spot.

“I-“

“Don’t worry about it. Come here.”

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sxcret-garden-archive · 3 years

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SF9 Reaction ✧ You randomly squishing their cheek

✧ SF9 all members x reader ✧ genre: reaction, fluff

Author’s note: I realize I have written basically this on my old blog too, but now that I made the effort I shall post the new version as well dkfjdalsk

Youngbin:

he’s in the middle of brushing Jamong’s fur when you catch a glimpse of that sight from the other room

tall man + small dog is just a way too adorable image to you, so you sneak up to him from behind

he notices you as you kneel down next to him but doesn’t say anything

smiles when he feels your fingertips pinching his cheek lightly

it’s a smile that’s both filled with warmth and with awkwardness lol

doesn’t comment on it and just attempts to sneak his way out of the situation kasjlfka

when you do this repeatedly he will eventually ask if squishing his cheeks is really that much fun??

you nod strongly and he lets you go on

everytime your fingertip touches his cheek, you can see him overcome with a rush of many different emotions, but you just can’t tell if he likes it or hates it kasldjfök

Inseong:

freezes up as soon as he feels your fingertip coming in contact with his cheek

the awkward Inseong-laugh™ follows

“E-excuse me…?” suddenly speaks way too formal???

you reckon he doesn’t like it, so you take your hand away from his face

as he’s still in a state of utter confusion, you can also see a sense of deprivation in his pupils

until finally he asks you to do it again, stumbling over his own words in the process

you can’t help but laugh, and then you squish his cheek

again, he freezes up???? but then breaks out in the brightest smile???

giggles??? but also withdraws????

what is going on??

“Okay, okay, that was enough…” he eventually tells you to stop and you two move on with your day

even if you keep randomly squishing his cheek, this guy will never get used to the feeling kasjfölkas

Jaeyoon:

you’re in the middle of a sweet make-out session, when suddenly you just become super aware of his cheeks and you can’t keep yourself from poking them with your finger

he’s a bit taken aback at first, but once he can process what’s happening, he will smile

drops his head in amusement and disbelief likewise

when you take your hand away he reaches out for it and makes eye contact with you

“You have to poke the dimple!” he says and smiles

then he guides your finger back to his cheek

his grin grows even wider when he can feel the tip of your finger deeply buried in his dimple

he doesn’t mind it at all, and enjoys seeing you having fun like this

will certainly wrap his arms around you tightly after that, so you can cuddle

he will also return the cheek-poking for sure

will poke everywhere to figure out the softest spot and only stop once he’s satisfied with his findings

Dawon:

an absolute weirdo about it (I mean… he’s Sanghyuk after all…)

will act offended at first??? and get into a karate position???

will give you that “you didn’t just do that”-look and just stare at a puzzled you

for a moment you think you actually did something wrong??

but then he’ll break out in a cute smile and hold out his cheek to you

“Do it again. Come on!” he will urge you

pulls a different funny face every time you poke his cheek, as if it was some kind of button lol

eventually he will just smile fondly at you, throw his arms around you, and then affectionately mess up your hair akjdflk

returns the cheek-pokes with great interest

even when you’re starting to get tired of it, this guy will not let you escape akjdfölka

sneaks in kisses in between to drag this out for as long as possible

also bites them and insists it’s to make out the texture more accurately??

these are his cheeks now lol

Zuho:

it’s one of those days where he just won’t come home from the studio, so you decide to go see him there instead

you find him slouched over his desk, unsure if he’s asleep at first, but when you hear him groaning upon grabbing a chair and sitting down next to him, you know he’s at least half-awake

you attempt to cheer him up by pinching his cheek

but he doesn’t even react kasjdfklsak

even when you poke his cheek harder, he merely moves his head to the side slightly

you wonder what made his soul leave his body like this, so you keep poking and squishing his cheeks, hoping to make him talk

eventually he starts grinning and the life returns to his eyes

sits up and asks what the hell you’re doing kaljdföksa

“Cheer you up?” you answer, and he shoots you a thankful smile, before placing a peck on your lips and suggesting to finally call it a day and return home together

Rowoon:

gives you the Confused Seokwoo Face when he feels you squishing his cheek

usually there’s no way you could even dream about reaching his cheeks because he’s so tall akdsjflksa

but one day when you’re sitting side by side, watching tv, you take your chance and extend your arm to poke his cheek

he looks so shocked though, poor man doesn’t know what’s happening to him when the butterflies in his stomach go crazy from the little gesture kasjdflkas

a few days later you find him sitting all alone on the bathroom floor in the middle of the night, poking his own cheek repeatedly

he’s very obviously trying to figure out how you made him feel so much with so little effort, but the way he looks seriously traumatized almost makes you worry

you ask him what he’s doing and you swear you’ve never seen him so startled

eventually you can convince him to go back to bed with you

when you’re all comfortable, and snuggled up to him under the blanket, you squish his cheek again

though, from the look he gives you you can tell he isn’t going to be able to fall asleep anytime soon because of all the overwhelming feelings akldöjfka

Taeyang:

honestly I’m sure he’ll find just watching you more adorable as you’re in the process of poking his cheek than you find him adorable

he’s pretty much unfazed by the poking itself, but can’t contain a broad smile as you stand in front of him, your hand extended to his face

“What are you trying to do?” he’ll ask

“Poke your cheeks, obviously?”

“Babe, I have no cheeks.”

will put his hands on your waist and lean his forehead against yours, eventually kissing you

you take your fingertip away from his cheek in the process

he won’t even poke your cheek back and he just??? leaves???

even if you try to squish his cheek again, he’ll just react in similar ways

will only return the cheek-poking if you explicitly ask him to

as he repeatedly and in high concentration squishes your cheek, you can’t tell if he’s having fun with it or if he just doesn’t get its charm

Hwiyoung:

oh god please do not do this to him

he will shrivel up and die if you ever poke his cheek

will be so embarrassed and have butterflies run wild in his stomach at the same time

blushes, smiles, hides his face, curls up into a ball of Feelings

make it even worse by poking his cheek a few more times and teasing him about his flustered reaction

if you keep doing this he might get used to it at some point, but only to the degree where he can keep in his feels - deep inside it will still destroy him ksdlfjas

he won’t ever squish your cheek back either unless he’s feeling very brave

he knows that the feeling of your soft cheeks against his fingertip, along with the shy smile you will give him are going to take him out skjalföak

might be able to do it way into the relationship, when he’s gotten used to you, but if you only just started dating his heart won’t be able to take it

deep down he enjoys it way too much though

Chani:

you’d think he’ll get offended if you poke his cheek out of nowhere

but really he’ll just give you a very soft smile, and a questioning gaze, as if wondering what you’re planning to do now

will totally poke your cheek back, and once he sees you getting flustered he will squish both your cheeks and just grin at the cute sight in front of his eyes

the more embarrassed you become, the more he will tease you about how your attempt to make him flustered turned around on you perfectly

will eventually give you headpats and little kisses all over your face to ease the frustration

will also puff out his own cheeks and let you poke them again

more smiles and giggles follow

you feel like this was your first and last attempt at poking his cheeks, so unless he’s sound asleep next to you, you do not dare touch his cheeks again

on the other hand he has now made a habit of poking your cheeks at completely random times just to see your various reactions

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chanyouchan · 3 years

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⌕ as três regras de lee jaeyoon para a boa convivência (e evitar idas ao hospício), fantasyisland

⚠ em caso de inspiração, me credite.

📆 26/12/21

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sanghyukstattoos · 3 years

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SF9: sexual expressions

Genres: multiple au's [warnings: brief mentions of death, trauma, anxiety]; fluff-fluff-fluff; smut-smut-smut [contains mention/description of somnophilia kink (gentler than it's description), semi-public sex, baby-making, oral, mutual masturbation]

A/N: None of the images in the collage are mine, refer to here for more; For more SF9, read here, for iKON, read here and for optional bias writings, read here

Youngbin:

There's something in his expression, that rolls off his tongue when crass bursts of arousal coarse through him, rushing everywhere in such a natural manner, whether he's found something nice or in joy, his breathy moans and gasp-less breaths are something that awaken arousal, specifically yours. At first his moans may be muffled but as he relaxes, he opens up in the comfort an safety of being with you, you whose presence allows him to lower his tense state. To watch you would be his first thought but as your head bobs and you use your hand in a way that makes his back arch and moans fervently spill, he gets distracted, closing his eyes and losing himself in everything that floats around him. At the end, his thighs may quiver but he's already reaching for you, pulling you into his arms. Onto the bed or tent or the sheet that is rumpled in the back of his truck, he slips into you, groaning, sighing an settling into you. He takes his time to start moving, kissing your cheeks as he does. With every rush of arousal, he lightly bites your shoulder, enough for you to feel his teeth but not enough to hurt you. He caresses your backside the most, squeezing the flesh, especially as he releases. But even when you are on all fours, he makes sure to admire your backside, responding to your moans when he softly hits the flesh or uses your waist as a guide along his cock. He'll describe how feels, ''You're so warm'' or something like that, something that wrecks you and also him to pound into you, picking up the pace. When it's the end of a long day and you want to make love, he'll settle with you under the covers and gently rock himself against you, allowing you to vent or just speak to him then, killing two birds with one stone. This is because he knows that both of you will fall asleep immediately. In line with this, there is also something I want to try: Youngbin with somnophilia kink. This won't be as intense as it's description. Two to three hours after the both of you have fallen asleep, he wakes up, with a small desire already in his mind but it's when he sees you that his desires grow and he wakes you, kissing your tired self out of the haziness of falling back asleep. He feels a little guilty yes, but his thoughts are hay-wired at the moment towards you. If you respond to his desires with your vocal agreement, he won't hesitate to slip into your heat, groaning in relief at the way your core swallows every inch of his cock and soon, he'll pound you into the mattress. ''Binnie'', you ask as he slows down to see your sex taking in his cock, he hums, placing his head in between your breasts or on your chest, listening, ''Go faster please.'', which he chuckles and immediately agrees too. When you release and neither of you are ready to fall back asleep, he tugs you towards the window- one of your favourite places to have sex, it was where he took you when you had sex for the first time. Your chest against the glass, he takes you from behind, quietening himself to hear your moans and whimpers and well-demands. Demands which when came from you, he would easily comply too.

Inseong:

His sounds? Beautiful.

I'll try out this idea as well, since you asked about expression during sex: speaking. Perhaps out of excitement, he'll tell you stuff from the top of his head. Sweet words like, ''You're so beautiful'', ''so pretty, my love'', or whisper to you, ''I'm so excited'' always eliciting a a beautiful laugh from you, ''heh, cutie'', you may reply with this nickname which soothes his ears and tickles his sides with excitement. The first couple of time you have sex, he may be serious, furrowing his brows in concentration on how he is feeling. Accordingly, his sounds may alert you to his status, breathy moans are his main type of vocalisation he would let out, maybe when you suck him off or you have sex. He may even struggle on sounds the first couple of time but it's something that he doesn't dwell on too much after speaking to you about it, ''Don't worry, just let out how you feel about it.'' you said and he did exactly that. His type of sex with you is to make every moment last, each significant piece of memory stamped with your intimacy on it. When he eases himself into the comfort of having sex with you, he'll start to tell you jokes, inciting a bright atmosphere between you two. Armed with his jokes, he'll make you laugh and it'll always be something between you two, leading to or being inside jokes, never something from outside your intimate space. He's also the type to make a haven out of you bedroom space, together, you would attach a cover above your bed and leave the lights on, glazing your naked bodies like sleeping in a tent under the stars, except that it is in your bedroom. The space is safe, free to speak each other about anything and everything. During discussions, he would love to hold you, your waist or lean on his elbows and listen to you, about your day and how you are feeling. It's there that you'll make love to one another, setting each other's minds free from the ongoing troubles and/or enjoying your peace. He's got a nickname for you, maybe something from your name that he'll tell you really sweetly when he starts his conversation with you as he enters you. He'll pay attention to your sounds, ''You feel good baby?'' is his question, filled with his innocence behind them. You nod. ''Fuck- I feel so good baby'' is one of them, he'd whimper it out, followed by his stuttering moans, open and filling your ears. He sounds absolutely beautiful. ''Seongie, let me take care of you'', ''You don't have to baby'' he'll say and if you do continue, he'll go on to then lose himself in the pleasure you give, you curiously peeking eyes at his state that once your eyes connect, he doesn't leave your gaze.

Jaeyoon:

Regal Jaeyoon

He's got it out for you in the most playful way possible. He could've met you just yesterday, last week, two months ago or you've been childhood friends, regardless he sees the beauty in you. He's got many sides to him as does everyone, but unlike being around them, he understands that he can freely show them to you for example, his anger which would not be a suitable look on the king-to-be. When he's angry, he paces around in the study room before thinking that he should ask you for your opinion. So he comes to your room in the palace or picks you up outside your house, sitting side by side on the stone sculptures that are topped with granite to make for a seat or just to hang by when looking outside, swinging his legs. His hand on the cool granite and yours are not far from one another, he wishes to hold your hand and to hold you in his arms but he's not sure, he would want you to be okay with it first. But how does he get there? You can bet that he'll chase you around the market, his heart beating extra fast when he catches you. Having just recently figured out his feelings for you, he hesitates to tickle you as he usually does, instead he feels the need, the desire to connect your lips. His lips are soft and warm and he tastes of a fruit he just ate, apple or mango slices and to him, your response is everything. Your hands wander up his coat lapels, reaching his shirt collar and tugging him closer, lovingly. He giggles when you break away and he can't stop the smile that lights his whole expression, looking at you with possibly all the love in in his eyes and he doesn't notice that this occurs whenever he looks at you. ''Jaeyoon...'' you start, chuckling when he's just about to kiss you but then he pulls away to hear what you have to say, nodding to tell you that he's listening. You laugh at his adorable movement, bringing him closer for another kiss, ''I have so many questions'', ''shoot!'' he adorably says but you shake your head instead, wrapping your hands around him and the two of you bring yourselves together, under the bright summer lights and muffled screeching of seagulls arguing over who gets the last bread crumb.

I'm not sure if Jaeyoon's one for semi-public sex or not, I've been quite conflicted in my thoughts about this. He may not be or he may be, especially if he's horny for you, more often that not, in places he shouldn't do. Imagine that you are moving to a new place, your sofa is strapped at the back of the moving truck. He's going to drive you but he's not ready to move the truck all morning. He'd let you know that he's in the mood by having you in his arms and well grabbing your ass, dipping his hand in between your thighs, ''y/n, I want you.'', he'd say, plain and simple. You'd kiss and kiss till he's settle you down on the sofa, the truck parked in between two tall structures on a sun-out, non-traffic studded cobble road. ''Really?'', you shouldn't be surprised as you look at your boyfriend rolling on the condom and entering you, ''Really?'', ''yes'', he says laughing, ''Yes baby, god I love you so much.'', he's overcome with emotions. He loves when you grab his ass during sex, especially when he has you under him, filling you up with his cock till he's released and is looking around, tugging his trousers up. He gives you his hand, leading you into the front seats. For whatever reason, he doesn't let go of your hand, ''So you going to drive or?'', ''I'm not sure that we should leave right now.'', ''We need to be there by noon, it's already oh!- five thirty. We have to leave now.'', ''Okay'' he nods, picking up the pace to your new house. You unload all your stuff into the house and then, it's the cardboard boxes. He's looking around, trying to make this work. At the back his mind, he knows that he's going to help you unpack and maybe even move in with you but for now, he's a little distracted. You can't help but ask, ''Babe'', ''Huh?'', ''What's going on? You are just staring at the boxes'', you say smiling when you spell it out. ''I'm just uh- come here?'', you go over, going to look at something. He sits on one of the boxes and pulls you onto his lap, placing soft kisses along your neck. The ache in his groin stirs and he groans into your neck. The image of you having sex moments ago is still engrained into his head, your sweaty skin and visual expressions, sounds are still on his mind. He gently slips your open shirt over your shoulders and your bra strap along with it, placing a kiss on your breast, hands wandering up and down your waist all the time. ''Don't stress over the move, you've got a lot of time.''. The moment is forever in your mind, fresh or not, it's a significant period of time, the time in between a few moments ago and getting accustomed to your new house. You manage to find a place outside, on the lawn with it's fresh grass, your clothes off and him making love to you. All the energy he had before comes back, as the sounds of hips snapping against yours can be heard as compared to his words, ''You're so beautiful'' and other random mumblings about you. It's too sweet. The scene I imagine now is that you are riding him in your new background, his back on the grass and you circle your hips, steadying yourself on his toned tummy. His moans sound sweet, just like when he whines softly, muffled, stuttering ever so often. When he's close and the snapping of your hips grow quicker, his moans get more breathy and the look on his face is one as a result of his closeness to releasing. The look of his as he releases could best describe the phrase, 'like the crashing of waves on a summer day'.

Dawon | Lee Sanghyuk:

Oh, what a cutie! His part in Fanatic!

I have an inkling that he sounds pretty when he's in his element of safety and comfort around you and especially, with you. Let's take our imaginations somewhere, possibly fun!: With his regal stage outfit, the one of blue and white, imagine that you meet him in Narnia, transported via the painting. The room that was once filled with water from the Sea on High Waters painting leaves you and washes you onto a beach of an island, dry. You are surprised but also pleasantly happy to be back, it's been some time since you've seen your relatives. Forward, there's nothing for miles except for water, happily splashing around in the midst of a summer day where breeze gently blows past your ears. Behind are walls of rock of an impossible feat, at least to climb. Further on top, you have to squint to see, there are the unmistakable green flashes of leaves and trees with sways a result of stronger breeze. On this beach is where you meet Sanghyuk. He's dressed in a way that a royal would, if not, that's how he walks, along with his soldiers. The buttons to his sleeveless blue coat are open and his crew look tired, as if it's been a long journey here. ''Excuse me, who are you?'' he asks customarily, not sensing any danger. His soldiers hang back but not too far. ''I'm...'' but you are lost for words. How do you explain it? Crowned by Aslan? You have no idea who they are. ''Come with me" he says, looking here and there, urgency in his tone. It's funny how he disarms your cautiousness, with his honesty and personality- humour that goes straight to your heart. ''Give me a minute'', he mentions to one of his crew members and with that, he shows you past the railing of the huge boat. It has it's name engraved in white right below you but you can't make out it's name. ''See, after we crash landed- the storms'' he clarifies, ''we've been stuck here''. He smiles even as he says it and then you realise, even in such a terrifying situation, how beautiful his smile is. He's optimistic, it should help with the rest of your journey, you think. And it does. You begin. Just before you make your first stop, you encounter magic in the form of gold, so much gold just scattered all over the valley. A trap. Anybody who came here died. You found skeletons under all of it. ''We need to get out of here'', at that moment, dust swarms your vision in a regulated dance, as if it has had time to practice on all the people that came before. You collectively shudder at the thought but at the end, you live. It is your bravery and ever longing passion to fight for what is right that impresses him. Along the way, you tell him the truth, one secret for the other except that it's not a secret and neither of you have anything to hide. Because it's something to be hidden either. You get to know one another after that, introduced properly after your revelations. You find somewhere inside the forest to rest, on a thin sheet, here to rest for the night. You are anxious. He hovers over you, running his hands up and down your arms. Soothing you, that is the feeling, with him it feels safer, almost as if your anxiety about the previous fight has been sucked away, into the lost abyss of any voice in this forest. His crew members are searching. ''Look at me'', he says, softly, like a command but sincerely, ''Does it work on your crew, when you speak to them like that?'' you tease softly from under him, curiously committing his features to memory. Out of all your adventures, this one was going to be your favourite, you could tell. ''If they knew..'' he trails off sweetly kissing your neck, ''They would never leave me alone.'', he ends with a chuckle. You chuckle at it too. You take in a breath and it occurs to you that as much as you are relaxed, you haven't taken a breath in a while. He eyes you, keenly, wondering if you should be okay with this. Your secrets are out in the open and he has no reason to worry, the last thought along calms him. ''Less talking Hyukie'', you murmur, grappling at his coat lapels. He perks up, it is because of the name. That name, he thinks, uttered

so softly, containing so much love. It is as if you read his mind that you murmur once again, ''Hyukie'', ever so softly now, drawing him upwards and connecting your lips to his. The world is silenced, it's noise drowned out as well your tension, long forgotten now. He loves the nickname. It stirs him up, the way you say it, how you say it, he wants to keep hearing it. Then is the other concern that he will never see you after this, that you will be transported back to the world beyond the painting you came from.

He pushes it away as he reveals your top, exposing the curve of your breast ever so beautifully. And then he makes the brave move of uncovering your breasts, lingering his lips over the supple skin. Your stretch marks or not, your tattoos or not, or not, he kisses the skin, taking your perky bud into his mouth. He makes you gasp, swallowing the bud into his mouth and flickering his tongue around it. It's so arousing. There's a fire in your belly, of all the things he does to you, he cares for you. There's enough room for that. The most poignant is his voice, his groan when he's entering you, holding you and gasping at the unholy loving expression on your face. There are some things about you like your moans as he makes your toes curl and his face when you release for the nth time throughout that would make him release, immediately, on the spot, if he were to ever witness it if the two of you were not under such circumstances. He wants to hold you close to him, to relish in these moments he has with you because he doesn't know when it's going to finish, the expedition or- what the two of you have. So he does exactly that, gasping so prettily when you straddle him, ''You're so pretty you know?'' you can't help but say. Everything about the way he sees you right now, through hooded eyes that struggle to stay open because he wants to see, to commit, your waist that he holds as he guides you up and down on his cock, the way your breasts bounce, your expression and how you can't hold in your moans. From this position, you feel him in deeper, he moves his hands from your waist to holding your own, gently coaxing another release out of you. He takes in everything and moves in tandem with you, like two people on opposite sides of a street, instinctively walking when they see the signal turn green. Visually, he absorbs everything which is why, he couldn't be finished, not now. You lay in his arms, awake at almost six in the morning when the sun is barely peeking out from behind the mountains. You have a conversation about moments before when he awoke to you rustling your trousers on. He has his arms wrapped around you, like he doesn't want you to leave and from you confessing that you like him moments earlier, you suspect that you won't go now. His insatiability comes back when confesses that he likes you to, swathing you in his kisses, making you moan and grab him everywhere as you ask him of all the things he would gladly do for you.

Rowoon | Kim Seokwoo:

Possible au?, I'm in love with au's these days: I suspect that Seokwoo would introduce you to his cabin that is not to far away from civilisation. He could have met you as a new neighbour who recently moved into town and someone you grew close to very quickly or more towards the angel/demon au trope, he rescues you from a little accident which explain why he lives where he lives, there is nobody to bother him but is close enough for him to gather supplies. Truthfully, you could think of anything but the main principle applies: he is someone that you can trust and a person who lives in a balance of ambience and peacefulness whilst having fun. Every resident is excited since winter usually prolongs the days, making it seem as if its been cold for very long which some people enjoy and some people don't. Either way, summer dwindles the ice on the tree leaves, reducing it to puddles but it also brings out the playful sounds of birds and children and adults playing in the parks. If you are the new resident, he makes it a point to show you around, the parks, the offices, the restaurants, places to shop and relax. He also catches feelings for you, much more in a slow burn kind of way than fast falling and right from the start. Little touches or closeness makes him pause a beat and think about what he felt but sometimes he doesn't get that chance of thinking. It just occurs-when he's flustered. Say for example that you touch his hand or stand close to him, the proximity rises pink onto his cheeks, a prominent colour on him. You definitely go on a trip together, maybe a picnic on a day that is not particularly windy. This is different from meeting up outside of work or going on little adventures to the restaurants to try out a new cuisine or the pub or for shopping groceries. It's possible that he may not be shopping for himself but he'll accompany you where you go. All the times you go on a picnic are special to him, especially if you make some food for it, he'll appreciate it gladly but if you don't, he'll make it a point to make something. If you feed him, be assured that at first he may pull back but will like it very much, like the type that you love on second tries and continue loving it. It's then at the picnics that he'll gravitate towards what you like, he's curious in your tastes for example cotton candy or sweets or what games you like to play and your life before you came to this place. At pubs, you know what you like but he's not afraid to try out something new. It may be something that he'll want to share with you. Going to the pub becomes a thing when you want to speak to the other, tell each other about your day and eat and drink but most of all, to see the other person. Grocery shopping is well, the domestic side of him that makes you melt with his recommendations after staying in the place for so long that he knows what's good and what's not. It's only after you acknowledge your feelings for one another that he dwells on his sexual feelings for you, growing them one by one.

His voice is husky and it feels weird for me to describe it in this way but very naturally, it's a part of him. A part that you love. When he sees you from the back and surprises you, his voice makes it never sound like a surprise. Instead it soothes the tense posture you immediately assumed when you felt a figure come from behind you. His hugs are bear hugs, that he showers you with constantly, when he sees you, to hold you when you are upset and even when he is. When he nestles into your neck on a gloomy day, he can feel his stress seep away and bring something better- calm. It only goes to say then that when you make love, he loves to hold you in his arms, thrusting into your core. His moans make your feverish with delight, with a reflection of the icy weather melting into little puddles. It also become something that the two of you do, mutual masturbation, when you make out and as if on cue, you giggle and pull part. You lay on your back and he hovers above you, stroking his cock, small, breathy moans falling from his lips at the wonderous sight in front of him. At first if you are shy, he'll coax you softly with his voice, whispering, ''You can do this'', that little edge that it takes to soothe your mind and give it a go. In his eyes, you are a beauty and to see you fill yourself with your fingers makes him have to hold onto something, like grip the end of the bed or it's sheets tightly. After you release, he may take you to some other part of his cabin, maybe the kitchen to eat something but distracted by your naked body will he rub his cock in between your ass cheeks, putting you onto the counter and taking you from behind. In the way that makes your mouth fall open.

Zuho | Baek Juho:

Frustrated typing at his keyboards fills the room drawing a raise of your eyebrows half way up your forehead at the absolute demolition you hear. He leans back in his chair, sighing, ''You know, when was it?'', ''hm?'' he turns to you. The same chair he uses for producing, you are currently in his studio. ''Jaeyoon said that you couldn't game because you would... destroy the keyboard.'' and you have to laugh at this. He pretends to be unimpressed but a small smile peaks up in automatic response to seeing you smile. After seeing his expression, you laugh even more, his arms are crossed and he's staring at you as if to say, ironic but he won't say it out of a false hope at retaliation. You were pretty good, alright but to him, it was wonders! How could you do such stuff?! Moments later, he quits the game and opens a file, the studio grows peaceful as the keys of the keyboard are tapped in near silence, a huge contrast to the clickety-boom!-clackety of before. You grow bored. Feet shuffle from behind him and onto his lap, distracting him from his hold on his mouse and screen, your figure covers it. He smiles, innocently, very cutely in fact as you play with the material of his jumper, feeling his embrace bring him in-line with your chest which he nuzzles into. He sighs, asking, ''do you want to take a break?'', eliciting a yes! in thought and sound, tugging him to the sofa. The sofa is... comfy. You lay on it, extending your arms. He settles into them, hugging your waist and resting on your tummy. ''Ju?'', you ask, waiting a beat, ''How is it going?'', another way of asking his progress on the song, further leading to when you can listen to it. It's as if he knows your true questions because he says, ''Soon'', voice muffled by his hiding in your tummy. He pulls your top up, staring for a beat with a look that takes your breath away. His eyes... they marvel in deep thought that you think you know what he's about to ask you for your ''talk'' later. Your breath is taken away. You know what he wants to say, it's on the tip of your tongue but you can't voice it. Surely, you want to hear it from him even more. You would marvel even more then. ''Let's have that talk now?'', your breath hitches, pauses in your throat. He's got more reasons to come inside of your now and the thoughts makes your core ache. You squeeze your thighs together out of reflex. You sit up and so does he, his hands rests on your thigh. You can feel the heat from his legs that are so close to yours, suddenly becoming aware of his cologne that invades your senses. He reaches for your hand, eyes wide, looking around before he starts, ''Babe, I-'' but stops short. You hum, realising that it's importance made him pause. You give him an encouraging look, ''Go on, just say it, blurt it out, anything baby'', squeezing his hand in comfort. He sees your eyes, the love they have in them and he just says it, without a pause or hesitation. ''I want to have a baby, with you of course.'', he says and the last part provokes laughter. ''A baby?'', you ask, he nods, ''With me?'', now he sees that you are teasing and pulls back, ''But why? Why with me?''. Your laughter and playful teasing ease the tension he feels. At least you aren't averse to the idea. When you stop laughing, you reach to cusp his cheeks, ''Baby, I'd like that idea.''. Those words are enough for him to lose his mind. He thought that this decision would take time, weeks if not for just one day but his questions have been answered. Just like that, his shock wears off. It takes him less than a second to pull you up and start jumping around, out of pure joy. He sobers up pretty quickly though, must faster than you anticipate, he's pulling his stuff off the table, switching off the lights. ''Home?'' you ask, taking the lead. When you get into the car, you say, ''This is kinda funny, we couldn't possibly be running home for this.'', ''Why not?'', ''There's no expiry, at least not for now. We've got... time.'', ''Yes?'', ''Yes'' you confirm, nodding your head, heading home. ''Also, why are we going home?'' you ask,

''What do you mean?'' he replies, not believing why you have no idea that you're leaving his studio early. ''It feels weird to leave early.'', you want to stop over somewhere. He sees your anxiousness, ''Lets stop over the station and buy something to eat.'', pointing at the turn. When you get out of the car, you can finally breathe, leaving the anxiety accompanied by your decision earlier. He takes your hand, holding your cheek and pulling you closer. He needed to do this. To give you a kiss which he first places very delicately on your cheek and then on the corner of your lips, finally on your lips. The moment is everlasting. He cups both your cheeks, gently, kissing you lovingly as if to say a multitude of unspoken things.

*sigh*, dear anon, I did it again: I strayed off-topic. I should be ashamed but the above writing is gold so I will include the little titbits after this: Ju's voice colours everything he feels, even if it's just a little bit, his hands may twitch or he'll sound a low sound that will alert you of what he's feeling. His best sound is when he gasps, it's not too much neither too little. He throws his head back and his back arches, it takes a small breath for him to resume. The scene I imagine as I write this is him receiving a blowjob. Otherwise, he would love to try out having sex in new places with you. Against the counter? Having you lean against it as his cock fills you up? Slowly, lovingly? He's all for it, whatever or wherever you imagine yourself to be, with him.

Yoo Taeyang:

We'll start from the end: when he releases, his soft pants are capturing, distracting you even a little from your agenda of releasing your juices around his cock. His favourite position to have you ride his cock with your hands clutching his waist, circling your hips on his, he can't control the haziness that cloud his expression. His hands wander a lot though, to your nipples, pinching them but ever so often, he feels like tasting you. Having you in his mouth, to swirl his tongue around and relish in the beauty of how you taste. He brings you down, close to his chest so that he can take your bud in his mouth, ''I neglected this didn't I?'' and at your whines, he nods, chuckling, ''I'm sorry about that...'', trailing off to add extra vibration of pleasure that travel straight south. He's charismatic, without even trying.

Imagine another set of scenarios: Taeyang punishing. It's at a party, in a house containing lots of rooms save for the fact that the party is only on the first floor, you know that it's progress to the upper floors throughout the night. He takes you somewhere remote, messily clashing his lips against yours, tugging at your clothes. You've moved past the need for words. On your knees, you take his cock, bobbing your head and for the god lack of co-ordination, you stumble at first but he's quick to reassure you that you can do whatever for the first couple of times because he'll teach you well. His yelp is disappointingly loud when you playfully run your teeth along his cock and you peer up, to see his heated eyes, out of annoyance. ''On purpose?'' is the question that his expression seeks to answer but to which there is no answer. His moans are concealed when his hands land harshly on your ass, his cock red and hard no doubt. But instead, you pant and so does he, his breathing heavy and he struggles to stop just to fill you up. There's a hint of body worship that peeks out there, running his hands up and down your body, even into the dip in between your legs, coating his fingers in your juices. He loses control for a bit there, turning you around and kissing you with such high energy. His feelings for you- all over the place. In surprise, to contrast his previous energy, he gets down on his knees. He wants to. One leg over his shoulder, he dives in to taste your juices, placing kitten licks everywhere before pumping you with his digits, sucking greedily and only after he's wrecked you with one release or more as seen by your quivering thighs and shaking body but heated for more does he come back on top. If you don't think that you could release one more time, he's completely okay with it, equally loving your mouth on his cock that pushes him over the edge, once again with sheer force.

How about a best friends to lovers au now?: The suspect of loving you in this long-winded game is Taeyang, long-winded as in the past couple of months you've gotten to know one another. He's straightforward, to tell you that he likes you when the chance is there, an electric energy present, just before the two of you are about to kiss. He tells you how he feels about you. From there, your words satiate his nervous composure with relaxation. He kisses you, somewhat compose, majorly giddy from your confessions. He kisses you till your back hits the covers, passionately. Kissing your breasts (or chest), he loves to uncover you, to take his time, rocking his hips against yours in a pace that is just in between making love and fucking, he'll take your hot skin into his mouth, nipping and sucking and then hold your hands above your head, when a release rips through you. His groans beautifully grace your ears when he releases, kissing you once again. He would settle in beside you, giggling about what just occurred with a smile so shiningly bright or go to sleep and then wake up later to explore your attractions to one another, once again.

Hwiyoung | Kim Youngkyun:

Kyun has attitude

I'm sure that it may be not what you asked for but what is this blog without my ramblings??: When you first have sex together, he reaches for you. To touch you, to feel you and to remember every intimate moment he has with you. He'll feel your body, every part of you, your cheeks, chest, waist, tummy, inner thighs, backside and even places where stretch marks and/ or tattoos lie because those are personal to you. He'll show you and perhaps even tell you that your body is beautiful, multiple times. A beautiful session of making love follows. Where every moment is spent in each others arms as he fills you again and again, revelling in the sounds you make, Your cries, moans, whimpers incite him to hold you and continue his love-making.

His sounds vary but the majority are audible: his grunts when he enters you, his moans when he holds the headboard as he fucks into you or his cries that he let's out into the crook of your neck as you ride him. When he receives a blowjob, he doesn't hide his moans but it's not about hiding, he wants you to know. All in all, his sounds are low in tone, very pretty and arousing.

A little story for you, dear anon: It's summer! Unlike the others, this one is comparatively cooler. The breeze blows past your cheeks. You return home to find Youngkyun with an apron tied around his waist, delicately chopping the food and placing them into the utensil. The apron is an adorable sight that crinkles your eyes. For your boyfriend that regularly throws gang signs, it adds to the overall clarity of his cute demeanour. "Babe" you start your greetings but upon seeing you, he immediately throws off his apron and comes towards you, eliciting peels of laughter from you. He picks you up and places kisses all over your cheeks, ''I missed you'', he says, pouting. At your smile, he takes you to the bedroom, placing you on the bed. You wait, smiling, he's changing, ''Right now?'', ''Right now'', he nods, energy on full blast. He straddles you, placing smooth kisses everywhere, ''You are so pretty, you know that?'' he whispers, taking off your top and bottom. "Babe, really, how was your day?" you ask, the both of you laugh at the question as you switch positions, straddling him instead. Filling yourself up with his cock, you hear his little grunt upon entering and a sigh of relief comes from the both of you when he's completely in. The sounds he makes is beautiful in every tone. His hands on your backside guide your hips along his cock and ever so often, he let's out these pretty high-pitched moans, throwing his head back and swallowing all the arousal flooding through his body. You chuckle, moaning in his mouth as you give him a soft kiss. After you release, droplets of sweat can be seen on both of you and pink clouds his face, heated. Panic sets in his features. "What's going on-?" you ask, he doesn't move but points to the door, "the food". "We have to go save it", you say, little, displaced confessionals occurring now. You go to the kitchen and while he assesses for damage, you lean on your elbow, peeking at him in his naked form. It would very hard to argue with him if he was naked, you think. He nods, picking you and placing you on the counter, cuddling you. The moment could last forever. In between your legs, he doesn't bother with anything but laying peacefully in the crook of your neck, "Baby, I love you, I also feel like this was overdue", you chuckle, "of course not peach, I love you too" you say. A beat later, he kisses your neck, not hesitating to take a little bite that draws a laugh from you, ''Kyun!'', ''huh, babe?'' is his honest reply as he continues, till his mouth has reached your core.

Chani:

He grasps the back of your head, gently easing you along his cock. Eagerly, he watches your mouth swallow his cock, his own growing dry at the sight. A slight twitching to be expected, you chuckle at the expression on his face, ''Chani'', you take yourself off his cock, snapping his attention to you. Truthfully, he was so aroused by the sight, he lost himself in it. You chuckle, brushing away strands of hair from his face. ''What is it?'', you ask to which he responds by taking you hands in his and squeezing ever so subtly to let you know that nothing is wrong, ''I was just staring, I'm sorry-'' he goes to apologise but you shake your head, already knowing that he was absorbing the visuals. He is surprised that his mouth works, could he even speak after watching something so heavenly? He's not sure that words could be formed. He leans on one hand, sitting on the bed with you in between his legs, taking him into your mouth once more, eliciting a groan from him, soft to begin with, accompanied by the scrunch of his nose at the feeling of warmth. He looses him hand on the back of your head when he feels like he's about to fall on his back. Your hands slowly trail up his inner thighs, squeezing the flesh along the way, pumping his shaft to kitten lick his tip, a trail of saliva coating your mouth and connecting to his tip. His eyes, although occasionally close out of pure arousal, he makes sure that they are open. By the time he's about to release, a layer of sweat lines his pink-dusted, heated temples. When he's close, his moans grow louder and he pants, making unconfigurable noises. The words that he wants to tell you, how he's feeling, how good you are for him and to him get strangled in his throat, instead coming out as muffled noises and quivering thighs. If you let him release into your mouth, he collapses on his back after as you straddle him. After a few moments, he would be in the mood to eat you out and have sex with you after. If you take him out of your mouth and pump him, he would prefer to release all over your backside, your butt that he'll repeatedly squeeze and even take a bite out off when he eats you out before he fills you up. He's ready to make love with you, surprising you and himself with his energy, pent-up, ''I'm surprised'', ''About what? This?'', ''Yes, very much.'', ''Babe, look at me.'', ''Huh?'', ''After sleeping for half your life, you have accumulated these reserves of energy...'', ''Babe please'' he says, stifling his laughter at your teasing.

For his sounds, he could also be non audible. For whatever it is that the two of you are doing, he could be exploring what he is feeling, especially the first couple of times that he has sex or receives a blowjob or mutually masturbates, a new situation.

How about a detective Chani au?: He's a rough character, particularly because of his past experiences in his job, naming more death than life, he once found it hard to stay afloat all the floating bodies in his nightmares. He's been there and he's not willing to go back, he's struggling and he knows. In this au, you are a random stranger, cross-pairing from a different department to hunt down a very articular group of organised crime. Around you, his control on his behaviour slips, like his physical affection and how much he speaks, he guards himself on a daily basis, stubborn to keep it that way. He fights with you, demeaning you and when he hears your words, they ring in his ears and also bring about a familiar, painful feeling in his chest. Even when he kisses you. He's rough, pushing you on your hands and knees, taking you from behind. Then, unconsciously, he brings you to his chest when he realises that you must be close and praises you, ''You're doing so well''. He also realises that he wants you by his side. You don't pretend to know who he is, despite his true horror stories of dead backlogging teams and ruined missions, unlike the people he works with. Guilt long suppressed clouds his chest, it's a weird feeling, even when the two of you are done and you take him into your arms. He's crying. You give him some space. He looks up when you come back into the room with water and some tissues, ''Here, tell me why you've been such a dick.''.

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