#sub!everglow smut

[flurry-of-stars]

𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻, 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹

𝒫𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: Idol! Nikolai x Idol! Reader

𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒

Idol AU, pre-established relationship, secret relationship

⚠️ 18+, mature content ⚠️ Jealousy, smut with plot, public groping, cunnilingus, fingering, grinding, unprotected sex, praise, pet names, dom/sub undertones.

𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: A chuckle rumbles in his throat as his fingertips trail further up your arm, towards your delicate shoulder, His hand massages it tentatively as he teasingly whispers, “So feisty~ But you know I’ve always loved that about you.” “I knew you’d get jealous~” 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 7.4k (𝒜/𝒩: I forgot I had this draft from April so I decided to finish it up. I had more planned for this AU but we'll see (//▽//) Fish in a Birdcage gave me a reason to write something spicy--)

𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 ♡

“Okay girls! Take a five minute break and then we’ll be moving on to the next routine!” The choreographer claps his hands twice before turning away, walking away from the stage.

Your eyes trail him as he disappears past the crew preparing everything for tomorrow night and towards your manager. You sit down, wiping rolling sweat off your forehead as your fellow Everglow Angelics idols also sit down. You hear one whine, “My feet are killing me. We’ve been going at this since five in the morning!” You identify the voice as Makayla’s without even looking over at her. She was the youngest of the group. “I didn’t even eat anything before I left my apartment,” another whines as she lays on the stage. “Do you think we can get away with getting delivery?” “Unless you want to piss off Simon again, I suggest you don’t Cecilia.” A fellow idol warns as she walks around, passing everyone water bottles. You crack the cap on yours, the cool drink refreshing you as the conversation goes on, “We only have a few more routines left, then we can head out for the day.” “You forgot Nadia, they also want to do a full dress rehearsal,” Makayla says without looking over. “And we have to sit through the boy's routine too.” Cecilia scoffs as she fights with the cap on her bottle, “Like seriously? We won’t even be here after they usher us off stage.” “I thought it was just to decide who’s being partnered with who?” You inquire. Cecilia sighs and shrugs. “Apparently not,” she grumbles. She turns her attention to Nadia again, whining again, “What if we get delivery from that seafood place? The one that just opened up on the other side of town?”

“Lydia’s allergic to shellfish,” Nadia replies calmly, wiping her forehead with her sleeve. Lydia silently nods as she rubs her shoulder. She always was the quietest of the group. She flashes Cecilia a teasing look, “And besides, we all know you’d never order seafood.” “What! Yes I would--!” As the conversation goes on, your gaze drifts towards Simon, your manager, dressed in an expensive grey suit, and the choreographer. You see another man walking up to them.

You recognise him instantly as one of the idols from the male group. Eli. You narrow your eyes, trying to read his lips. But alas, that was a talent you’d yet to perfect. Simon nods a few times, though you notice the way his brow furrows in irritation.

Whatever Eli asked about, Simon wasn’t happy about it, raising a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. But he seems to get his way as he leaves with a grin. You’re about to follow him with your gaze but you see Simon getting closer to the stage, a large smile that doesn’t reach his eyes plastered all over his face. You whisper to the girls, grabbing their attention. “Ladies, may I have your attention for a moment.” He calls in a loud voice. Though you and your fellow idols wince, you put those acting classes to good use.

Sweet smiles adorn each of your faces as you share glances of ‘Oh god, here we go’ with each other. His feigned smile tugs slightly, as if adjusting itself back into place. He continues, “Due to some complications with your fellow idol group, we’re going to decide the pairings for tomorrow night now.”

As Simon says this, footsteps echo on the stagefloor, causing you to look back. Joining you onstage as expected is the male idol group Simon also manages. “So let’s deal with this quickly so you lovely ladies can get back to work, alright?” He grins wide for a moment, but it swiftly drops as he steps back, his hand cupping and running over his chin.

You stand up, your heart fluttering a little as you roll the water bottle between your hands.

You hear him pairing off the others first; Makayla with Eli is the first pairing you hear. You wait quietly as the other girls are paired off, your heart fluttering as you realize who you’re going to be paired with. “And that just leaves—” You squeak in surprise as your wrist is grabbed, hand lifted as you’re spun, your water bottle slipping out of your hand. Then you’re dipped. Heat rushes to your cheeks as a strong hand holds the small of your back, your heart leaping as you see an all too familiar smirk and a pair of gleaming, mismatched eyes, “—Us~” Nikolai Gogol.

The most beloved of the male idol group and the non-official leader, as dubbed by the fans. Quite frankly, you couldn’t blame them. Especially not when you had your own private box of merch hidden away at home. Even dressed in simple clothes, as he was now, you could feel yourself swooning. Or maybe that was just because his black shirt was so tight, you could see his muscles through it-- He tugs you back up into a standing position, his hand practically gluing itself to your waist as the other girls giggle. You swallow slowly, trying to calm down.

After all, there wasn’t anything wrong with how you were being held. Your heart pounds like a drum in your chest as you hear Simon continuing to talk as he walks the length of the stage, “—So for this concert, Eli,I want you to pick Makayla up—” You lose focus on the discussion, a hushed sound escaping you as you feel Nikolai’s hand slyly grope your ass for a split second. You huff under your breath, “Kolya, behave.”

“What~? I didn’t do anything,” he replies in a quiet tone. God, that accent of his made your knees shiver instantly. His hand finds its way back to your waist, tugging you closer. You whine, feeling the heat of his body against yours. Simon is still discussing plans for the concert with Eli and Makayla when you feel his hand sliding under your skirt this time for a fraction of a second. The tease. “Nikolai,” you sternly whisper, earning a cheeky giggle in return. His hand moves with the speed of a snake, latching itself back onto your waist. It feels like there’s a fire forming in your cheeks as your grumble, “Are you trying to get us caught? If Simon sees us—” “He won’t, songbird,” he whispers to you, his warm breath caressing the lobe of your ear. His hand caresses your waist a little too intimately as he places a swift kiss on your ear. It's fast, soft...teasing. “I don’t want to risk it even slightly,” you grumble, your body trembling under Nikolai’s touch. You chew on your bottom lip, watching as Simon begins talking to Nadia and her partner for the concert.

“You saw how he reacted when that delivery guy so much as flirted with Cecilia. Could you imagine if he found out about us?” Nikolai snickers, teasing you with each caress to your waist, “He isn’t going to catch us, songbird. I know what I’m doing.” His hand dips to your hip, giving it a squeeze, You whimper as your heart leaps. You can practically feel it throbbing against your ribcage.

“Don’t fly too close to the sun, Icarus,” you tease, voice slightly stern as it trembles slightly. You feel his fingers fiddling with the hem of your skirt, almost as if he’s contemplating teasing you further, another deep, throaty chuckle escaping him. “Then tell me you don’t want me to touch you like this,” he purrs teasingly. You can feel his eyes gleaming as he watches you like a predator, waiting to pounce on its cornered prey.

He’s waiting to see if you give him the green light. He wants to hear you give me consent. But unfortunately, you don’t plan on granting his wish today. Sternly, you mumble, “Do not touch me intimately where our manager or the public eye can see.” You huff, feeling his large hand pause on your waist. You hear him clicking his tongue a few times.

Then, as another chuckle escapes him, his hand returns to your waist, loosening its grip slightly. “Your wish is my command, songbird~” You frown. Why does he sound so smug all of a sudden? You knew Nikolai well enough to know when he was up to something.

The only question was what. ★★★

A cascade of glittery stars and confetti explodes from over the top of the stage, the crowd erupting into a cacophonous roar of glee and applause. Beams of bright gold and white slowly change direction, from pointing at the crowd to focusing their attention to the girl group of pop idols on the stage as the last of the fog evaporates. A fresh layer of sweat runs down your forehead as the backing track ends, raising a hand to swiftly swipe it away before the cameras can catch it.

The puffy, short princess dress you wore shimmered gold under the hot stage lights, despite being made of a pure white material, the small sparkles embedded into the skirt sparkling elegantly. But even in a short dress like this, you were melting under the intense heat of the stage lights, on top of the past three hours of non-stop performing some of the most intense dance routines your group had learnt while still being expected to sing in an unwavering voice.

You look at the other four girls with you, all wearing similar styles of Princess dresses, just in different colors. They all looked just as exhausted as you. There was just one more part of the show to go. It was the part of the show a majority of the fans were waiting for. It was one of the biggest reasons why so many of your fans were always so desperate to get their hands on tickets, even if it meant paying resellers thousands.

Someone from backstage begins handing you the glittery microphones to pass down the line, which you do so with practiced ease. The idol on the far end, Nadia, is dressed in a longer, lilac colored dress. She speaks up, her voice warm and sweet. “Is everyone having a great night?” She asks sweetly, holding her microphone up to the crowd. A wave of noise erupts back at her, a sea of glow sticks of each of their member's corresponding colors going up. She smiles, teasingly speaking into the microphone, “I can’t hear you~!” You grimace, keeping a forced smile on your face as the crowd's screams grow louder. You can hear chants for your name and the other idol’s names in there as well. Even a few ‘I love you’s’. The squeals were the ones that split through your skull the worst.

You can already feel your head thumping as the idol in the middle, Makayla, in her sleeveless dress in pink, steps forward. “We’re so happy you all enjoyed our show! We genuinely cannot thank you enough for coming out just to see us tonight!”

“But it’s getting late,” Lydia, the idol to her left speaks up, sounding more downcast. Her light blue dress has the longest sleeves and skirt. With every move she makes, she shimmers faintly. “So it’s time for us to bid you adieu!” The idol beside you, Cecilia, chimes in, sounding much more upbeat and cheerful in her pale yellow dress. Her hands and neck are adorned with jewels that shimmer and sparkle, almost blinding you as you look at her. You can feel your heart pounding as you smile out at the wild crowd. You notice every glow stick that’s shining white in the crowd as though they would be your own personal beacons, calling out just for you, screaming their support with each waggle and wave.

You take a deep breath. Your words would be the cue for the tech guys. Smiling widely, you speak happily into the microphone as you and the other girls prepare to wave to your beloved fans, “We love you all and can’t wait to see you again--!” Just like that, the stage lights go out. Your idol group begin acting panicked, each one speaking over the other as you hear the excitement growing in the crowd, notice how much more frantic the glow stick waves have become.

You hear heavier footsteps rushing onto the stage as your group's frantic words grow. “Wha--!” “Watch the dress--!!” “Where are you putting those hands--!!” It was all part of the performance. The fans were exhilarated. You could hear their loud, excited screams and cheers already, and even saw a few fans bouncing up and down in place out of sheer excitement of what was about to happen. As you feel a gloved hand snake around your waist as planned, your heart flutters as you continue putting up a fake fight, faking your annoyance until the lights come back on at the call of one of the other girls. When your eyes meet the male idol that has your wrist, you quickly realise he isn’t the man you were expecting. You blink, looking up at the debonair idol before you hear an all too familiar chuckle behind you. You turn to see Nikolai, the one you were expecting to be holding you. Except he’s holding Makayla. Almost cradling her in his arms. Your throat grows tight instantly as your heart squeezes, as though a boa constrictor would be coiling around it. His outfit was flashy and loud, despite the outfit only consisting of shades of black and white. Anytime the stage lights touched him, numerous parts of his outfit would twinkle and sparkle, from the rhinestones above his eyes and along his little top hat to the stars decorating the inner fabric of his elegant, checkered patterned overcoat. It billows behind him as he holds up your fellow idol, a charming smirk on his face. The crowd explodes in loud cheers and cries. Glowsticks turn from the colors of your idol group to the color of theirs.

The vast crowd screams the names of the male idols, many jumping as they scream. Others shaking their glowsticks so aggressively you’re almost expecting them to go airborne and knock someone out.

For many fans in the crowd, this was the whole reason they came to this show to begin with. You watch as he continues holding your fellow idol, taking her microphone from her as he speaks into it. When he speaks, his Ukrainian accent is smooth like melted butter, making a shiver run down your spine, “Quiz time~! Is it time for the party to end, dear audience?” He holds the microphone towards the crowd, earning varying degrees of response. Screams of no in varying degrees, along with many, many fans screaming their love as if this would be their last chance to do it. You wonder for a brief moment how they’re still able to scream after doing it for three hours straight when the voice of the idol with braided white locks breaks you from your thoughts. “Correct answers~! In fact, I think we’re just getting started!~ Riiiight~?” His mismatched eyes gaze at the other male idols, never once grazing your form. You feel your heart squeeze more as the other male idols cheer in agreement, much to his delight.

His smirk grows and you swear, you see his hand caressing the waist of the idol girl in pink. “Then I say we send these gorgeous ladies on their way and we continue the show~! Come along now, shoo, all of you~!” You gasp as the idol holding your wrist begins gently tugging you towards the curtain. You can hear the others creating a scene, as was expected, telling you and the other girls to head home for the night as your fellow idols whined and resisted. But you couldn’t find it in your heart to perform right now. Not when you’d just witnessed Nikolai holding another woman, regardless if it was an act or not. Once your group has been shooed backstage, pushed away with a few playful teases tossed in for good measure, you hug yourself gently as you walk to the dressing room, frowning deeply as the scene plays over and over in your mind.

The way he picked her up. How he held her. The position of his hand on her waist. The next track starts, the music booming off the walls, thumping loudly in your mind. But your mind was only focused on one thing right now.

You look up, noticing the other idols talking between each other, complaining of their exhaustion.

It isn’t a big deal, you try and tell yourself. It’s all part of the allure of the act. It’s what made rumours spread and caused the names of both idol groups to constantly be front page news every week. You were just taking things too personally.

And yet the more you dwell on it, the heavier your heart grows. Taking a few quick steps, you catch up to the others. “Makayla, can I ask you something?” The woman in the pink Princess dress looks up, smiling warmly as she stops in her tracks. You notice the exhaustion in her smile however, so you decide to cut to the chase, “Eli was suppose to pick you up on stage, wasn’t he?” Makayla looks at you curiously, her hands delicately working on taking her hair down from the intricate way it had been styled, “Yeah, he was. I’m not sure what happened but it’s not a big deal. Nikolai picked me up with no trouble at all.” She sounds genuinely astonished. “I had no idea he was that strong until tonight.” You swallow, feeling a lump forming in your throat. Nadia steps forward, a small grin on her face, “Oooh did you get to touch his muscles, Myka?” Makayla giggles, “He was holding me like a Princess, Nadia. It was hard not to!” The ladies giggle amongst themselves before she gives a sigh. No one has noticed that you haven’t spoken in these past few minutes, “It’s a shame our manager gave us that strict no dating rule. I would ask him out in a flash.” “It sounds to me more like you’d ask him straight into your bed,” Nadia replies teasingly, causing both women to start laughing again. That constricting feeling around your heart grows. You feel each painful thump your heart makes as you try to keep calm, your throat feeling so painfully dry. Excusing yourself with a sweet smile, you run to your dressing room before it gets too much. It didn’t mean anything. It was all part of the performance. It was just an act.

So then why did you feel like crying? ★★★

You slump onto the sofa in your townhouse, huffing as you lick a freezing blob of your favourite ice cream off the spoon. Some old rerun for a show is playing on the television but you’re not paying attention to it. It’s been a few days since your last onstage performance. You and the other idols were on break for the next few days before you would be heading to France for a special photo shoot in Paris.

A well known fashion designer wanted you and your fellow idols to wear her latest designs for her in her upcoming fashion show, so she was bringing you to Paris for the next week on an all-expenses paid trip. You were looking forward to it, as much as you could at least. Your heart twists in your chest everytime you look at your phone screen and notice Nikolai still hasn’t messaged you.

Your heart twists painfully as you toss your phone aside, grabbing the tub of ice cream, and devouring a few more scoops with a heavy sigh. Whatever. You didn’t need him. You should’ve known he was just treating you like an easy fling. It was really your fault for-- The phone chimes happily. You practically toss the tub of half eaten ice cream aside, diving for it. Your heart flutters with excitement...before that excitement is stomped on like a roach. It was one of the other idols messaging you. Cecilia [6:05pm]: Heyyy, do u think u can help me with smth? Cecilia [6:06pm]: Can u resend me that email our manager sent us all last week? Cecilia [6:07pm]: U know, the 1 with our schedules 4 our Paris trip? Cecilia [6:08pm]: I mstve accidently deleted it. I wuld be soooo g8ful if u sent it 2 me! ♡ You sigh, flopping your face into the plump couch cushion. Of course it wasn’t Nikolai. Stupid you for getting your hopes up like that. You groan loudly into the cushion before lifting your head, typing back. Me [6:10pm]: Sure C. I’ll send it ASAP. Cecilia [6:11pm]: Ur the literal best! I’ll buy u something while we’re in Paris to ty! Cecilia [6:12pm]: Wine? Macaroons? Watever u want, just name it n I’ll get it!!! There's a brief flicker of warmth in your heart as you smile at your phone. You drop it, leaving it on the sofa as you begin making your way upstairs to your study. It was modest, mostly because most of the shelves were empty aside from a few random books you read as a teenager and a few candles and other random ornaments you received as gifts from family members who didn’t know what to get you. You still had the same desktop computer you used as a teenager too. It was slow but until it loaded its last webpage, you’d keep using it. The door creaks as you open it.

Hopefully, you’d saved the file she was talking about into your important folder. Your hand reaches out, gliding across the light switch when a hand suddenly grasps your own, tugging you close. You cry out in surprise, your heart lunging into your throat as Nikolai pulls you in, his hand squeezes yours while the other finds its way around your waist.

He pulls you close. Very close, so that your bodies are touching, “Finally,” he chuckles, his hand moving to caress your wrist. “I wondered when you’d head upstairs.”

You’re frozen for a moment. When did he…? He must’ve used his key to sneak in while you were in the shower earlier! As you calm down, your brain finally catches up.

Then you try and pull away from him, huffing, “You’re lucky I didn’t punch you for startling me!” You can feel that constricting pain rising in your chest as you try to pull away from him. But he doesn’t let you go. A chuckle rumbles in his throat as his fingertips trail further up your arm, towards your delicate shoulder. His hand massages it tentatively as he teasingly whispers, “So feisty~ But you know I’ve always loved that about you.” He leans in, his warm breath caressing the side of your delicate neck.

A shiver that you try to deny runs down your spine as he whispers against your rapidly beating pulse. He smirks at you as he leans up, whispering directly into your ear. His words make that imaginary dagger in your chest twist in deeper, “I knew you’d get jealous~ But you can’t be mad at me; I was just doing as you told me~” Your face becomes hotter instantly. You grunt as you try and push him away, but Nikolai still doesn’t let you create any distance between you two, “What nonsense are you rattling on about?” You reply, scoffing at him.

You hated the fact that he could read you like a book sometimes. You hear him chuckle again as he places a fleeting kiss on your earlobe. “Oh, I know you know what I’m talking about.” His voice rumbles in his throat like a deep purr. His hand moves from your shoulder to the back of your neck, your chest pressing flush with his.

You can feel his heart beating against your own as he continues teasing, “I saw the way you grimaced on stage when the lights came back on and I wasn’t the one holding you. You know...” “...When you saw me holding that girl up~ ” Your heart squeezes again. You scoff, sounding more furious as he finally lets you push him away, “No I didn’t. You’re just making things up.” You walk away from him, heading over to your computer. You don’t sit down yet as you boot up the system, waiting for the old device to switch on. Your mind reels back to that moment in the night when for just a second his arm had wrapped around the waist of Makayla. The way his hand tightened around her before the performance continued and you were all ushered off that stage.

But that’s all it was. Part of the act. None of it was serious. It wasn't part of the routine but there was always a possibility that plans were changed. And yet you knew that touch had never happened before with any other fan or fellow idol. Nikolai was touchy but there were boundaries in place. Boundaries that he rarely pushed, unless intending to tease you. He was always respectful of any boundaries you put in place.

Which meant– You jump as the computer suddenly blares to life, the welcome page popping up. As you’re typing in your password, you gasp as you feel a pair of strong hands caressing your sides, sliding under your blouse to touch your delicate, sensitive skin.

You bite your lip as you feel the warmth of his body as he presses up against you, your fingers gliding across the keyboard as you focus on what you’re doing.

“You don’t have to hide it,” he cooed against your back, his hands trailing to your hips. “I think you’re quite adorable when you get jealous like this~” His hands slide further under your blouse, his firm fingers caressing your soft stomach as you whine, hands trembling on your keyboard. “K-Kolya, I’m trying to do something here,” you grumble, trying to focus. His fingertips slide under the bottom of your bra, finally earning a soft moan from you. With a devilish smirk, he begins gently teasing your nipples, shushing you softly. “You’ve been working so hard all week.” He leans in, his warm breath caressing your ear as you writhe faintly in his touch. “Why don’t you let me help you relax and take your mind off that Matilda girl, hm~?” Nikolai calling Makayla the wrong name made you feel a bit better. You groan as he gropes your breasts with more intent now, his large hand caressing and squeezing eagerly, his thumbs fondly brushing against your hardening nipples.

Your back arches into him as you pull away from the computer. But within a second, one of his hands moves to your upper back, pushing down. “Stay.” His hand caresses your back and breast, both trailing down to your hips. His hands begin to move further down your body, causing your legs to part the slightest. A deep chuckle rumbles in his throat as he sees your body reacting on its own as a smooth purr escapes him, “Good girl…” His hands slide your skintight shorts down. A satisfied noise escapes him as he notices the panties you’re wearing, “Aww baby…you’re mad at me but still wearing the panties I got you for our anniversary~? How precious~” “I didn’t wear them for–” Before you can finish giving him sass, you gasp as he gently smacks you on the ass. You cry out, more in surprise than pain as he clicks his tongue disapprovingly. “Now, now. There’s no need to lie, baby.” He coos softly, one of his hands snaking around to your stomach. His hand slips into your pretty white lace panties, brushing against your slit.

You lift your head, moaning again as it dips further in, his fingers stroking and rubbing against the delicate flesh as you squirm softly. His voice is an amused, yet near predatorial purr. “So be honest with me, yeah? You were jealous of that girl–” His fingers caress your growing wetness even more intensively now as one digit moves to rub your clit. You give a small, high-pitched cry as you lean over your desk more, your hands finding purchase wherever they can.

Your hips wiggle softly as he grasps your hip with his free hand, holding you steady. “--Jealous that I touched her waist like that. What did your pretty mind think, hm? What sort of wild things ran through your imagination?” “K-Kolya…” You breathlessly whisper as you try to think straight. Heat begins pooling in your stomach as you can feel your body getting hot and needy. "Come on, my pretty little songbird." He purrs against your throat, his tongue darting out, running along your madly beating pulse. Your breathing grows heavier as his slow caresses grow just a touch rougher, prompting more whines from you, "If you want me to keep going, you have to tell me the truth." You whimper, hands clutching at your desk, eyes closing in a desperate attempt to keep the truth in. But all it takes is one caress, faster than the rest to make you gasp, "Y-yes! Yes, yes, y-you're right!" "Say the words, songbird~" He teases, his finger rubbing at your clit to give you the incentive you need. "I-I was jealous! J-jealous of Makayla!" You blurt out, your legs squirming slightly as you whine needily. “Good girl, oh so good girl, fuck baby, you’re already so wet for me,” he purrs, leaning over you to nip at your earlobe. His fingers move faster for a moment before he pulls back, suddenly dropping to his knees and encouraging you to spread your legs.

You can feel the near desperation in his touch as he suddenly pulls your panties down enough to expose your soaked cunt. Like a starved man, Nikolai wastes no time getting in close. His tongue rasps and licks hungrily at your wet pussy, making you cry out softly, your grip tightening on the desk. You can feel vibrations rolling off his tongue as he groans into your pussy, your taste and scent intoxicating him like a drug. His hands squeeze your hips, holding you still as his tongue slips into your pussy. Your back arches as you throw your head back, a moan of pleasure slipping from your lips. “Kolya!! Oh fuck!!” You cry, shaking against your desk softly. You lay your upper half back down on your desk, hips jerking back faintly to meet each thrust of his tongue as you moan and whimper against your desk as he fucks you with his tongue.

After a few thrusts, it snakes back out, his tongue flicking at your clit as one of his fingers takes its place. Your squirming grows more desperate as you near the edge of release. One of your feet lifts, shaking faintly as you try to hold on. Heat and pleasure surge through your sensitive body as you writhe, left at the mercy of the idol.

You can feel his digit thrusting, probing and spreading you open as his tongue laps at your clit. Then, suddenly, he begins sucking on it. Just like that, you feel that tight coil in your stomach releasing. You tremble as you climax, your moans echoing in your study as you give Nikolai what he is seeking. He laps every drop of your release up, savouring your sweetness like it would be a blessing from a higher power.

Pleased groans escape him as he squeezes your hip, pulling back to growl against your inner thigh, peppering it with little kisses and nips, “That’s it, that’s my good girl, god you have no idea how good you taste…”

As you pant and try to catch your breath, you push your body up slightly, opening your mouth to speak only to feel two of his wet digits slipping into your mouth. You groan, tasting yourself on his fingers as a dirty shiver runs down your spine. You obediently suck and lick his fingers clean as you hear one of his hands fumbling with his belt buckle behind you as he chuckles right into your ear, “Well…now you do~” Suddenly, a familiar jingle fills the air between heavy breathing and soft moans. Nikolai clicks his tongue, grabbing his phone. He answers it, pressing his cheek against his phone to hold it in place as he talks.

You hear the instant his belt buckle hits the floor with a satisfying thump,  “Make it quick, I’m busy with something.” His fingers slide out of your mouth, covering your mouth with his hand instead as you hear him speaking on the phone still, “Mhm…well what’s the time now…” He pauses, then replies, “It’s barely gone 6:30. I have plenty of time to finish my business here.” You groan into his palm as you feel his hard, throbbing erection rubbing against your wet slit. You close your eyes, shuddering as he teases you with his cock while speaking into the phone in an irritated tone, “The dinner isn’t till 9pm, why is it–” He gives you one hard thrust. “--such–” And another. “--a big–” This time, the tip of his cock nudges against your clit, making you whine against his palm. “--deal?” He grunts softly. You can practically hear him rolling his eyes as he pulls back, continuing to grind on you roughly. He clicks his tongue, groaning, “Fine. I’ll be there at 8.”

Before you can even think of asking, you hear his phone thumping softly against your desk before he grabs you by the hips, yanking you back. You shudder as his hand slips from your mouth, grasping your hip tightly, his nails digging into tender flesh as he sits back on your office chair, the plush cushion making a soft sound as he sits back, making you straddle his lap, his hard cock poking between your thighs. He pulls you in, back pressed flush against his chest as he breaths against your fluttering pulse, “You heard that, baby. I can’t stay and play with you for as long as I wanted to.” His hands run up and down your hips, squeezing your waist, his nails caressing your soft tummy as you whimper. He presses a heated kiss against your neck as he purrs into your ear, “So let’s enjoy each other, yeah~?”

He bites into your neck as he lines himself up with your entrance, slipping in with one fast thrust. The moan that escapes you is louder than you intended it to be. You feel his hands squeezing your waist tighter, a low growl of pleasure escaping him as he quickly nips at your tender neck, a shivering groan escaping him as he hisses against your neck, “Fuck…yesss. Just like that, my little songbird. God, you take me so fucking well..” He places swift nips and kisses along your neck as you whine, your hips finally starting to move as you realise Nikolai isn’t going to take action.

You lift your head, moaning softly as you feel his hands moving back up your body as if worshipping every inch of your skin with his touch and mouth. They slide under your blouse, back under your bra. He squeezes your breasts roughly, pulling you tight against him. You lean your head back, resting it gently against him as you ride him. The leather squeaks softly, the chair rattling a little as Nikolai’s grunts and groans fill your ear. His warm tongue slides against her neck, moving up to your ear, where he nibbles on your earlobe, his hands squeezing your breasts like they’re his personal stress relievers.

Pleasure floods every single one of your senses as you feel sweat starting to bead on your brows as carnal desire fills your veins. You can hear Nikolai huffing, groaning as he keeps ghosting nibbling bites and sensual licks along your ear and neck, his teeth tugging your earlobe as his fingers twist and pinch your nipples.

A strangled moan escapes you, his sudden actions making you rock a little harder on his cock, desperate and hungry for more of him. You whine as you feel his lips kissing the corner of your mouth as he whispers in a low voice. “Oh my~ Is someone feeling a little needy, are they~?” You gasp at how swiftly his hands move across your body, one snatching a handful of hair with its tight grasp, the other grabbing your hip, stopping your movements.

He chuckles darkly, lust dripping off his voice as he whispers, “Let me help you, my little love~” In one swift movement, you're pressed back against your desk, chest flush with the hard timber as you feel your boyfriend taking control. You cry out at the sudden, ravenous tempo he sets, his hips slapping against yours with reckless abandon. If you were hungry for more, then Nikolai was starving. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills your office as he keeps a firm grip on your hair, tugging your head back just enough to press his lips to yours in a searing, dominating kiss.

His tongue slips inside your mouth as you moan, his tongue swirling against yours as he slams into you animalistically, causing you to almost sob into his mouth. His cock thrusts deep into you, each thrust sending jolts of intense pleasure through every part of your body. You’re panting heavily as he breaks the kiss, your heavy, hot breaths intermingling as he lets go of your hair at last.

He pulls back, hands splaying across your lower back before they grab on tight to your hips. He grunts loudly, holding you firmly as your desk begins to shake and rattle, sending items toppling to the floor as you cling on for dear life. “K-Kolya!! Kolya!!” You cry out, panting heavily. Drunk on pleasure and reaching your tipping point, you frantically gasp, “G-gonna cum!! G-gonna–!” A deep chuckle rumbles in Nikolai’s throat as his hand snakes between your legs, taking the chance to quickly massage your clit roughly, yet quite sloppily, making you scream at how suddenly it happens. Intense waves of pleasure crash over you, your knees quaking as Nikolai’s hips jerk and stutter for just a moment as your cunt clenches around him, squeezing him tightly, tipping him over the edge at the same moment as you. He spills into you as breathless gasps escape both of you, your heavy inhales and exhales filling the room now as your lustful dance reaches its climax.

You lay against the desk for a few moments, trying to compose yourself as your knees threaten to give out. Before they can, you feel Nikolai helping you up, making you sit on your office chair. You would have to clean the mess, but for now, you focus on catching your breath. You can feel Nikolai nuzzling your hair as he murmurs, “Fuck baby…it’s been too long…” “You did that…on purpose…” You finally pant. Nikolai raises an amused brow as he listens to you, “You took Eli’s place...just so you could make me jealous...” A low purr of amusement escapes Nikolai as he keeps nuzzling your hair, breathing in your sweet perfume as he whispers in a teasing voice, “What do you mean, songbird? I was just following your request to not touch you in front of people~” His hand runs through your soft locks, running down so his fingertips can caress your back. You shiver as he pulls back, cackling softly. He leans towards your desk, opening the drawer with a soft sigh. He grabs a few tissues to clean himself up, passing a few to you as he speaks in a slightly annoyed tone, “I’d hoped we could enjoy ourselves for the entire night but–” “--There’s a dinner Simon wants you to attend,” you nod as you stand, cleaning away the mess on your chair. “It doesn’t start till 9 pm but he wants you there at 8.”

You pause as you finish cleaning. You toss the used tissue into the bin under your desk as Nikolai begins fixing his appearance. “Is it important?” A low hum escapes Nikolai as he fixes his ruffled shirt once he buckles his belt back up. His tone is more carefree now, despite how annoyed he is at having his evening interrupted, “It’s likely a publicity stunt. You know that one up-and-coming actress? The one that everyone's talking about?"

You grimace; you already knew where this was going. You nod, causing Nikolai to run a hair through his messy fringe, his hands elegantly freeing his hair from its braid, his snow white locks cascading over his shoulder loosely...Fuck. Even that was hot. He continues speaking as he grabs your comb from your desk drawer, “Well…the boss wants us to be friendly with her. Or, rather…he wants me to be friendly with her.” He combs through his fringe, tidying it up before moving on to his braid. “You know how it is–” “So he says none of us are allowed to date publicly, but he’ll throw you at any female idol or actress when it benefits him,” you bitterly reply as you get dressed. You hear your comb hit your desk as Nikolai approaches you, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek, his loose braid falling apart momentarily. “Songbird, you know this is all part of the job.” His mismatched eyes gleam with an apology unspoken. He tugs you closer, embracing you tightly.

Your arms snake around him as he hugs you close to his body, his hands caressing your back as he murmurs, “It’s all just business. If we’re seen with someone like her, our names and faces will be everywhere. We’ll be the talk of the city. Brand deals, more modelling opportunities.” You grumble into his chest, “I think your group has already made it far enough without needing to cosy up to some big shot actress…” You feel Nikolai’s body shudder against yours, a groan escaping him as he squeezes you tighter. His breath is hot on your earlobe as he whispers in a raspy voice. “Fuck baby...you know what to say to get me all riled up again…” He breathes heavily in your ear and you know it’s taking his all to not bend you over your desk again and fuck you until you’re nothing but a sobbing mess beneath his hands. Taking a deep inhale, Nikolai pulls away from you. Then he presses his fingertip to your nose, catching you by surprise. He flashes you a grin. A warm, affectionate grin, “But I assure you, this is just business, so don’t go getting your panties in a twist~” You huff, trying to swat his hand away but he pulls back quickly, cackling softly. You tug your shorts back up, fitting them back into place, nose held slightly high, “You owe me for this.” As he opens his mouth to speak, you interrupt him as your arms cross over your chest, “And I don’t mean sex or gifts or a vacation overseas.” His gaze turns more curious, more serious as he studies your features. His grin becomes a curious smile as he tilts his head at you, humming curiously, “Then what does my little songbird desire?” You’re quiet for a long while, hesitating to ask for what you truly want. You squirm in place, fiddling with your fingers. A faint heat rises in your cheeks as you reply, “I want to go on a proper date.” His mismatched eyes widen, then slowly soften as he sighs a little, “Songbird, you know we can’t be seen—” “Please.” Your sudden plea makes him pause in his tracks. His eyes stare into your own, watching as yours tremble. You’re begging with him, pleading for him not to say no, “I know we can’t be seen in public. I know we’d be risking our careers but—”

You gasp as he suddenly places a finger over your lips, gently silencing you. He leans down, bringing his voice to a soft whisper, his beautiful emerald and sapphire eyes gazing into the depths of yours, “I’ll figure something out, okay?” He stands back up straight, his hands moving back to swiftly braid his hair back up, “But I really do need to go, songbird.” You pout a little, watching as he prepares to head out for the night. Before he can, you reach out, grabbing his arm. He blinks, looking back at you as you lean up, giving him a parting kiss on the lips. It’s quick. It’s sweet. Pure. “I love you.” You whisper. He chuckles as he reaches out, ruffling your already messy hair. “I know you do, now come on. You know what’ll happen if I keep boss man waiting.” He pats your head a few more times before he slips out of your study, disappearing into the night. You frown a little as you watch him leave, lifting a hand to bite your nails anxiously.

You weren’t okay with what your manager had planned for your boyfriend tonight, but at the end of the day, you knew there was nothing you could do about it.

18 + divider by @/zeenmrala

Musical note divider by @/strangergraphics-archive

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Something about me: 23, italian, they/them. My wives are: Irene, Seulgi, Joy, Taeyeon, IU, Solar, Sakura and Haewon. My ult groups are: Red Velvet, Fromis9 and Le Sserafim.

Rules to request:

1) Be kind and respectful towards me and other users

2) Be patient, I'm busy with study in life and sometimes I can be really slow

3) I'm not obliged to accept your request, I may refuse to write it or do that when I'm in the mood, even remove them if I change my mind (I will try to not do it lol)

4) This blog is a safe place for everyone, here you can be who you are without any worries

What I write about:

- Reactions and headcanons. Sometimes thoughts

- I write almost every genre (for smut it has to be with gender neutral)

- I'm also open to a lot of AU like hybrids, G!P, highschool, non-idol, ecc (ask if you're not sure about it)

-I write for gender neutral Reader

-For big groups I may make my pieces of writing in 2 or more parts

- I don't write for minors, except fluff but in a very platonic and siblings/friends-like way

- I don't write gore and scat(for other extrem kinks be sure to ask about it, it may depends on my mood)

- I write Reader X Idol and Idol X Reader X Idol (or in general multidol X Reader)

- I also love to play games like would you rather, FMK, interactive stories, polls and everything fun that comes in yours mind

Who I write about:

- Red Velvet

- Le Sserafim

- Fromis9

- VIVIZ

- IVE

- Blackpink

- Twice

- Itzy

- Nmixx

- Kep1er

- Aespa

- SNSD

- (G)I-dle

- Lightsum

- Mamamoo

- Purple kiss

- WJSN

- Loona

- Triple S

- NewJeans

- Everglow

- Woo!ah!

- El7z Up

- Kiss of life

- Iz*One

- Oh my girl

- Brave Girls

- H1-Key

- Pixy

- A lot of soloists: IU, Sunmi, Somi, Bibi, Chungha, all the ex Iz*one members, ecc

You can request for sub-unit (for example SNSD TTS, Mamamoo+, WJSN Chocome, ecc)

You can request for former members(like Soojin, Gyuri, Jessica, ecc)

You can request for members I know well in groups I know less: Sohee in Alice, ecc

It should be all, over time I'll adjust the post if something change.

If you're curious or you have any doubts, don't worry and ask away🤓

Don't be shy and send your request🤭😄

Zazá

[purplebvndit]

[7:29 am]

Your fingers are nestled in Mia's hair, holding on so you can ride her face.

Her tongue glides through your folds, nose rubbing up against your clit as you grind yourself onto her.

Mia digs her nails into your thighs to grasp onto reality, as your suffocating heat makes her head spin in circles.

Whimpers and moans get swallowed by your pussy. The taste, that lingers on her tongue, making her crave more than she could handle.

Mia tries to rub her legs against each other, longing for friction. Unfulfilled.

You lean back to rest one hand on her damp panties and she sighs in relief.

What a generous morning.

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[bubbletaeeee]

Masterlist ✨💛

I write for gender neutral and female/feminine readers. I have some boundaries or rules which I have pinned on my blog 😊

Smut ~ 🔥 Angst ~ ⚡️ Fluff ~ ☁️

Itzy

Yeji

I’d Like It If You Stayed ☁️

Lia

Ryujin

G!P Dom!Ryujin x Sub!Fem!Reader 🔥☁️

Chaeryeong

Yuna

Twice

Nayeon

Jeongyeon

Momo

Sana

Jihyo

Mina

Dahyun

Chaeyoung

Lovestruck Sweethearts ☁️

Tzuyu

Blackpink

Jisoo

Jennie

Special Birthday Surprise - Jennie Kim x Sub!Fem!Reader 🔥

Rosé

Lisa

Mamamoo

Solar

Moonbyul

Whee In

Hwasa

Aespa

Aespa Distracts Gamer S/O For Cuddles ☁️

Karina

The Tease ⚡️☁️

We Were A Secret ☁️

In My Arms Only 🔥☁️

Fatally Reunited ⚡️☁️

Giselle

G!P Dom!Giselle x Sub!Fem!Reader 🔥

Winter

Insecure Not So Little Secret 🔥☁️

Jealousy ⚡️☁️

Opposites Attract ⚡️☁️

Her Possession 🔥

Mistletoe No Kisses ☁️

Love Is The Saviour ⚡️☁️

Ningning

My Distraction 🔥

Dreamcatcher

Cockwarming With Dreamcatcher 🔥☁️

JiU

You Can’t Hide Love ☁️

SuA

Siyeon

I’m Better For You 🔥☁️

Handong

Yoohyeon

Dami

Gahyeon

Loona

Vivi

Yves

Jinsoul

Haseul

Kim Lip

Chuu

Heejin

G!P Dom!Heejin x Sub!Fem!Reader 🔥

Hyunjin

Gowon

Choerry

Olivia Hye

Yeojin

(G)I-DLE

Miyeon

Minnie

Soojin

Soyeon

Yuqi

Shuhua

Everglow

E:U

Sihyeon

Mia

Onda

Aisha

I Missed You ☁️

Yiren

Purple Kiss

Jieun

Goeun

Dosie

Pretty Girl ☁️⚡️🔥

Ireh

Yuki

Chaein

Swan

BTS

Jin

Suga

J-Hope

RM

Jimin

V

Jungkook

TXT

Yeonjun

Soobin

Beomgyu

Taehyun

Huening Kai

Stray Kids

Bangchan

Lee Know

Changbin

Hyunjin

Han

Felix

Seungmin

I.N

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~Thank You For Your Support~

[kpopgghardthoughts]

kpopgghard thoughts welcomes you!

Hello and welcome to kpopgghardthoughts! I am a black lesbian submissive girlgroup stan! This blog is for smut, but maybe some angst in the future. I'm new to tumblr, so there are some features i have to learn. If i seem a little confused with some stuff please don't mind. Now, on with the good stuff. 

Who I Write For:

4th Gen: aespa, ITZY, LOONA, (G)-IDLE (OT6), StayC, EVERGLOW, SOMI, IZ*ONE +++

3rd Gen: BLACKPINK, Red Velvet, TWICE, MAMAMOO, Dreamcatcher, Chungha +++

2nd Gen: Girls’ Generation (OT9), f(x), IU, HyunA +++

1st Gen: BoA, Lee Hyori

Rules:

No Sub!Idol and No member-member. I am very strict on this. Always Dom/Top Idol and for more than 1 idol, they will also be top. 

NO MEN. NO MEN. NO MEN. NO MEN. This blog is WLW/Sapphic ONLY. Every scenario/headcanon/one-shot will always be in female anatomy viewpoint only. Mostly fem reader/view. I might try enby reader/viewpoint, i am not non-binary and i don’t want any inaccuracies on my end.

No racism, homophobia, transphobia etc or hate towards me. Keep in mind that some of these idols that i write for are problematic and some of them i do not support. I just anonymously thirst over them for internet people to see.

NO NO NO NO NO NO MINOR IDOLS. Idols who have recently turned of age as well.

Weird Stuff I’ll Write

Omegaverse

Alien/Monster/Creature stuff. Exp: Demon, Ghost, Angel, Alien, Demigod/god. Not totally weird.

Somewhat of feet stuff?? No Y/N nor idol will be kissing someone’s feet, more like footjob type of stuff.

Dubcon / Somnophilla

Cuckold

Size kink

Mommy Kink

Unnie kink

Manipulation

Noncon/CNC (I'll be a tw! If you're uncomfortable it's ok to leave!)

Weird/Taboo tropes

+ more that I can't think of right now

Heads up about me

I will probably right the same tropes over again over again because that's just what I do. I'm not trying to be world-class original fanfic writer, I just write stuff that life. I do/will take requests though! But just so you know, i will have multiple stories with unnie kinks, cumming inside, noncon, the same tropes, etc because they are my favorites. You have been warned!

What I Won’t Write

As stated earlier, no sub/bottom idol/s, no male idol/s. No Piss or Poo. No inc3st . No raceplay.

And that’s about it for now!

[cutiequokka]

Excuse Me, Noonas (Moonsun and Jisung)

Genre: Smut (God help me this is FILTH)

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: F/M and F/F smut, threesome, there’s quite the age difference between them, Moonbyul's a little mean in the beginning (but just because of stress), Dom!Moonbyul, Brat/Switch!Solar, Sub!Jisung, mommy kink, slight noona kink, dirty talk, hair-pulling, lots of praise for Sungie and some degradation for Solar

Summary: All Jisung had wanted to do was congratulate them on a fantastic performance, but instead, he got roped into a rather interesting evening...

A/N: I am not actually shipping them, this is purely a fictional piece made for entertainment purposes only, just like the rest of my fics. I simply thought this was a fun way to combine my two favorite groups while still getting my hornyness out, please don’t kill me!!!

Alright, so now that that’s out of the way, this fic is inspired by this video of Jisung watching Mamamoo perform Destiny and Hip. This interaction literally killed my staymoo heart, even if they weren’t actually meeting each other. Also, I know this is definitely not how award shows work backstage and stuff, but just play along, it makes the story so much more enjoyable.

“You’re seriously gonna do it?” Changbin scoffed, looking at him incredulously.

Chan sent him a glare before turning to the nervous Jisung reassuringly. “You’ll be fine Sungie, just go tell them you liked the performance and that they did a great job.”

Jisung gulped, the prospect of addressing his favorite noona idols a daunting task to him. “Wh-what if I make a fool out of myself?”

Minho, who had overheard the conversation, leaned over and spoke directly into his ear. “It’s bound to happen at some point, you might as well get it over with.” Chan stepped between them with a huff and shot Minho his best ‘angry father’ look.

“What Minho means to say is that what’s the worse that could happen? You don’t even have to talk for long, but wouldn’t it still be cool just to meet them?”

“I sure would like to, especially the thicc one,” Jeongin mumbled, his eyes turning glassy as his mind probably filled with the vivid image of Hwasa spitting at the camera. Seungmin made a disgusted face at the maknae.

“Innie, she’s like 7 years older than you!”

“And still hot!!”

“Oh my god, shut up, I’m gonna go now,” Jisung groaned, adjusting his outfit and hair quickly before shooting the group a timid smile and thumbs up. And just like that, he was briskly walking down the hallway, his mind reeling and heart beating a million miles per hour.

To say Jisung was nervous was an understatement. Ever since he had first seen Mamamoo perform, he had become enamored with their angelic voices, their stage presence, their musicality, and admittedly, their gorgeous looks. Sure, he wasn’t as blunt as Jeongin, but Jisung would be a liar if he said he didn’t find them incredibly hot, particularly the rapper and blonde one. Moonbyul and Solar, as he had come to know from some googling. That combined with their pure talent sent Jisung’s brain into simp mode, desperately trying to calm down so as to not embarrass himself.

The dressing room doors passed by as he walked each with a group’s name on it. Itzy, Twice, Day6 (he’d be sure to tell Seungmin about that one), BTS, Everglow… there. Mamamoo. He stopped in front of the room, trying his best to steady his breathing. You got it, Jisung, just don’t screw it up. As he reached out to knock on the door, he was surprised to see it drift open, apparently having not been latched shut. Jisung’s heart dropped as he wondered if they had already gone home, but poking his head in, he was met with a sight that made him freeze in his tracks.

The rapper, Moonbyul, had Solar’s arms pinned above her head against the wall, her back to Jisung, completely oblivious to the boy standing stunned in the doorway. Solar stared back at her defiantly, whimpering as Moonbyul kicked her legs apart and leaned in to connect their lips in a kiss…

Jisung made a noise of surprise that caused both girls to immediately jump away from each other, spinning around to face him. Solar looked like a mixture of terror and shame, whereas Moonbyul simply glared at him with a look that, embarrassingly, made his heart rate speed up even faster.

“I-I’m sorry noona- noonas, I’m so sorry to intrude, I came to say good job with the performance and the door was open so I just peeked in and I’m sorry please don’t kill me I swear I won’t tell anyone-”

Moonbyul marched over and yanked Jisung in the room, slamming the door shut behind in a way that made the poor boy flinch. “What’s your name, are you a fan?” Solar asked, eyes wide in shock as she signaled for Moonbyul to take it down a notch.

“I’m H-Han Jisung, and yes, wait no, not like that! I-I’m in a group, Stray Kids? Under JYP entertainment?” A look of recognition crossed Solar’s face as she nodded, running a hand through her hair.

“Ah, yes. I’ve heard of you guys,” Jisung’s chest swelled with pride despite the humiliating situation, excited that she even had the slightest idea who he was.

That pride was immediately squashed, however, when Moonbyul came back into view, rubbing a hand over her face. “Jisung, listen carefully. You cannot, absolutely cannot tell anyone what you just saw, got it?” He nodded frantically, shrinking away as Moonbyul’s gaze seemed to cut through him like a blade. He whimpered, tears starting to form in his eyes. He’d messed everything up, they hated him, he was the worst idol in the history of-

“Byulie, stop it! You’re scaring him!” Solar yelled, stepping between the two of them. “Look, he’s obviously terrified, I think he gets the point.”

Moonbyul sighed, regret flashing across her face. “Sorry,” she muttered, “It’s just that, you know, this could ruin us. We can’t have anyone knowing.” Jisung nodded, letting his tears slip freely down his cheeks as every cell in his brain screamed at him for being the most colossal dumbass to ever live.

“Hey, no no no, please don’t cry sweetie,” Solar said, wiping his cheek. The contact made Jisung blush and flinch away, shocked she would want to touch the boy who could ruin her career thanks to his stupidity. Maybe this was her way of buttering him up to stay quiet? Either way, Jisung didn’t care. Her fingertips felt nice, cool against the hotness of his cheeks. Without even realizing it, he was leaning into the touch, desperate for any sort of affection he could get from the girls he was supposedly trying to impress when he first knocked on their dressing room door.

Solar smiled, finding herself drawn to the boy in front of her’s cuteness. He really did seem sorry, and she knew he hadn’t intended to walk in on them on purpose. Sure, it wasn’t ideal, but at least Jisung seemed like he wouldn’t blab. She glanced over at Moonbyul, who looked tense but had calmed down considerably. Solar made a jerking motion with her head towards the boy as his eyes fluttered shut, practically nuzzling her palm as she wiped the tears off his cheeks. Moonbyul chuckled, mouthing a quick “cute” before Jisung’s eyes snapped open again at the sound.

“W-wait, where are the others?”

“Wheein and Hwasa? Oh, they...” The girls exchanged looks, a knowing gaze passing between them.

“...went home early,” Solar finished, and Jisung didn’t see it fit to press further.

“So baby, what did you want to tell noona when you first got here?”

He blushed profusely at the nickname, shifting on his feet as his eyes fell to the ground. “U-um, I liked your performance, and your songs make me dance, and your voice is really really pretty.” Solar grinned, patting his cheek affectionately.

“That’s very sweet of you to say. What about Byulie?”

He glanced over at Moonbyul quickly, hurrying to compliment the other girl as well, hopefully winning some points back. “Y-you’re a good rapper! I like your voice too, it’s so raspy and warm, and it makes me feel butterflies in my stoma-” Fuck, he wasn’t supposed to say that part. Moonbyul raised an eyebrow, suddenly looking far more interested.

“Is that so?” She asked, sharing a look at Solar as he blushed and nodded shallowly. Moonbyul laughed again, this time sounding more rich and genuine. “That’s actually kinda adorable, baby.”

There it was, that damn nickname again. Jisung shivered, ducking his head down to his chest to avoid eye contact. No one knew he liked being called that, and especially no one knew it was certainly a subspace switch for him. Solar cocked her head to the side and surveyed him, watching as his pupils dilated and his breath grew more shallow. “Do you like it when we call you baby, Jisungie?” Jisung nodded, squeezing his eyes shut as well as his legs, frantically trying not to get turned on even as two insanely pretty girls hit his weakest spot.

Suddenly, Solar’s hand was removed from his face, and he heard shuffling as the oldest made her way over to Moonbyul. There was whispering, causing Jisung to look up in confusion, only to see the two of them discussing something with their backs to him. He whined, disappointed at the loss of contact, which caused them to look back over and Solar to look up at Moonbyul with puppy dog eyes.

“Pleeeeease Byulie, look at how cute he is!”

Moonbyul’s eyes surveyed Jisung skeptically, gaze snagging on his blushing face and the teeth nervously chewing on his bottom lip. She sighed, un-crossing her arms and looking over at the pouting Solar.

“Fine, but under 2 conditions: He is 110% okay with it-” Solar mumbled a quick “of course”, anticipating the purple-haired girl’s next words intensely.

“-And I dom.”

Jisung froze in place, his mind going into an absolute frenzy. Dom? Dom what? Him?? His gaze flicked back and forth between the two, thinking he surely must have misheard. Or he died of embarrassment and already made it to heaven…

Solar nodded enthusiastically, planting a quick kiss on Moonbyul’s cheek as a silent thank you before making her way over to a now even more anxious Jisung. “Aww, look at you, so adorable.” She lightly grasped his chin to move his head up to make eye contact with her, gaze soft and understanding. Holy shit, this is happening, Jisung’s brain screamed as her gaze flickered between his eyes and trembling lips.

As if seeing him as a timid squirrel who may run at any moment, Solar chose her next words very deliberately and clearly.“We won’t do anything if you don’t want to, baby,” but Jisung was already shaking his head before she could even finish her sentence.

“N-no!! I wanna… I wanna do, uh, ‘this’ if you guys are ok with it and everything, but I don’t wanna be in the way, I can just leave if you want maybe this was stupi-”

“No no baby, we want this too,” Moonbyul piped up, crossing over to them. She gave Solar a look that immediately made her drop Jisung’s chin, a blush creeping onto her face. Moonbyul chuckled. “Unnie thinks she can dom a pretty boy like you, but don’t be fooled. She’s just a needy little sub at heart.” Solar whined, pouting in a way that made Jisung giggle. Moonbyul smirked at his reaction, tussling his hair with a look of admiration in her eyes. “You were right unnie, he’s simply too cute to pass up. We sure got lucky today.”

Jisung keened at the praise, leaning into her hand and making both the girls coo. “I got lucky too,” he grinned, eyes slipping shut, not being able to comprehend how this came to be but not seeming to care. Solar took this opportunity to press her lips to his, the younger gasping at the sudden yet sweet kiss. She tasted like strawberry lipgloss, a detail Jisung couldn’t help but latch onto for some reason. Moonbyul made a pleased noise as she watched the boy simply melt against her girlfriend’s amazing lips.

“Jisung, baby, look at me.”

Jisung’s eyes fluttered open before he reluctantly pulled away from Solar, face already flushed and panting. Moonbyul grinned at his obedience. “Such a good boy, doing exactly as I say, I won’t even need to train you.” Jisung whimpered, pressing his thighs together and nodding frantically.

“I’ll b-be as good as I can for you, Mommy.”

Moonbyul groaned in appreciation, the boy unknowingly hitting her favorite title directly. On the first try, no less. “Fuck, baby, good job. You hear that Solar? He knows how to behave, unlike someone else.” Solar stuck out her tongue and dove back in for a second kiss, but Moonbyul grabbed her hair and yanked her back before their lips could connect. “You’re such a slut, baby, you can’t even have the respect to warn our poor guest when you’re about to devour him?” Solar moaned softly at the tingling pain of her scalp, loving it way too much. Jisung watched the interaction eagerly, bulge starting to form in his pants as his nervousness quickly gave way to pure need. “Aww, look at little Jisungie, already getting hard for his noonas,” Moonbyul laughed, releasing Solar’s hair to kneel down in front of him. “May I touch you, baby?”

Jisung nodded so hard his neck ached, causing both girls to chuckle. Moonbyul brought one long hand to cup his cheek, the other slipping down to his bulge and giving a light, yet firm press. Out of instinct, Jisung bucked his hips up, desperate for more pressure, but soon Solar was by his side holding his hips in place. The touches continued to be barely there, just mere ghosts of strokes and massaging on his aching dick. Eventually, despite wanting to be a good boy, Jisung whined in annoyance.

“More Mommy, please, I want you to touch me more!” Moonbyul smirked, pressing down so hard it made Jisung yelp, the action just barely bordering on painful.

“Last time I checked, good babies take what they get, right Solar?” Solar nodded, leaning in to whisper in Jisung’s ear.

“You’re lucky she sees you as weak, otherwise your ass would be spanked raw for that.”

Jisung moaned at the mere thought of being bent over Moonbyul's knee, and a small part of him almost wanted to act out so that could happen. But his rational side won, and he continued to lay pliant for the two girls as Moonbyul slowly unzipped his pants.

“Is this ok?” She asked, checking in for what felt like the tenth time. Jisung nodded, quickly explaining he would say ‘red’ if it ever wasn’t. Satisfied with that answer, Moonbyul pulled his pants down all the way, licking her lips as the bulge in his boxers became more prominent.

“Solar darling, how about you suck Sungie off since he’s been so good for us?”

Solar grinned eagerly, nuzzling Jisung’s neck and kissing the skin softly. “Marks or no?” She asked. On one hand, Jisung knew his stylist would kill him, but on the other, he shivered at the idea of going back to his members, flaunting evidence of his interaction. So after whispering a hurried “yes,” lips were attacking his neck, sucking and biting and littering it with marks.

There was a shuffling sound as Solar moved between his legs, planting a kiss on his clothed dick and making Jisung gasp. Her hands traveled up, tweaking his nipples experimentally, which caused him to moan much too loudly. Within seconds, Moonbyul's hand was clamped over his mouth, her eyes sharp and commanding.

"If you're gonna be so loud, we might have to put that mouth to good use." Jisung nodded frantically, wanting that, craving that, but before he could ask his boxers were pulled down, and in one swift motion, soft lips connected with the head of his aching cock. Solar's tongue lightly traced the underside of his length, teasing as she took just the tip in her mouth before pulling off and repeating the process. After a full minute of this, Jisung whined, looking over at Moonbyul with pleading eyes.

"Mommy, please make her go faster." Moonbyul nodded and did exactly that, grabbing Solar's hair and shoving her down his twitching length without a second of warning. Solar moaned, the vibrations causing Jisung to buck his hips up, thoughts of anything but how good his noona's mouth was feeling fuzzy and far away.

"Aww, you should see your face baby, practically drooling as Solar chokes on your cock," Moonbyul teased, tapping his cheek lightly as a signal to open up. Mouth falling open, Jisung hummed in content as she slipped two fingers in, his tongue lapping and sucking at the digits to keep quiet. This wasn't what he meant when he wanted them to use his mouth, but he certainly wasn't complaining.

"How about you be polite and look at Solar while she's gobbling you up, hm?"

Jisung's eyes fluttered as he gazed down at the girl, her face twisted in a combination of pain from the hair-pulling, pleasure from having a dick in her mouth, and pure concentration. Her tongue felt like heaven, rough and firm against the veins of his cock, her pace ruthless as Moonbyul sank her head down over and over again relentlessly. So much pleasure, yet Jisung forbid himself from cumming just yet. If he finished so early, he'd never let himself live it down. "Cl-close, noona's mouth feels so good, 'm close Mommy," he moaned around the fingers in his mouth, and Moonbyul nodded in understanding, pulling Solar away and quickly spinning her around so her back was to Jisung. He whined at the loss of stimulation, but quickly shut up as he felt Solar's slick folds against his thigh, grinding in a way he wasn't even sure she realized.

"Solar's gonna ride you, is that ok darling?" Moonbyul asked, a smirk tugging at her features as Jisung mumbled a shocked "yes, please". Solar, the Solar, bouncing on his cock? Why the hell would he not be ok with that?

But Solar had other ideas.

“But Byulie, you haven’t gotten any sort of pleasure yet,” She pouted, turning to her girlfriend. Moonbyul scoffed, unimpressed by Solar’s display of fake concern. She knew the oldest just wanted to rile her up, and she refused to give her the satisfaction of it working. “Can’t Sungie or I eat you out? So we can see your face all twisted in pleasure and pretty for us?” Solar continued, sending the most intense puppy-dog eyes in her direction. Moonbyul couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“Jisungie is the good boy here, let’s see what he wants. After all, he’s the one actually doing as he’s told instead of behaving like a needy little slut.” Solar’s hips twitched at that, her slick panties rubbing along his thigh as she let out a quiet moan. Moonbyul laughed, grabbing her hair and yanking the poor girl’s head up to meet her gaze.

“Fucking slut, grinding on our guest’s leg like a bitch in heat. You act all tough and mighty, but you just wanna be a good girl at heart, don’t you?” Solar mumbled something, hips rocking even faster. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you over the sound of your pathetic moans.”

“Y-Yes Mommy…” Solar whimpered, and Moonbyul’s eyes flashed the darkest shade yet.

“That’s my good little whore.”

It took so readjusting, but within seconds Jisung found himself laying on the ground, Solar’s discarded shirt bunched up underneath his head as a makeshift pillow. His dick was thoroughly aching at this point, having been denied an orgasm and just watched the two girl’s interaction taking place in front of him. Jisung loved the way Moonbyul could make even Solar, who had been nothing but cocky and sly this whole time, turn into a whiny sub just like himself. The power she held made him yearn to be touched again, and his wish was luckily about to be granted.

After checking in one final time to make sure everything was ok, Solar began to sink down on his cock, warm walls enveloping him deliciously. Jisung gasped in surprise, expecting them to prep her, yet she seemed unbothered by the stretch. Curious, he looked up at her with glossy eyes.

“F-fuck, noona, h-how are you taking me already?”

Solar let out a breathless laugh, pussy convulsing around his length as he filled her to the hilt. “Byul- I mean M-Mommy fingered me this morning before the show.”

Jisung whipped his head around to look at Moonbyul in shock, and the girl chuckled at his cute reaction and shrugged. “She was feeling nervous, so I helped her relax.” Jisung couldn’t help but moan at the mental image of Moonbyul stretching Solar open with those beautiful hands that were currently rubbing his head soothingly. Moonbyul raised her eyebrow in response. “Do you like that, baby? Do you like imagining my fingers plunging in and out of your noona’s dripping pussy?” He nodded aggressively, bucking his hips up into Solar, who whined. Wanting to be good so she could cum, Solar had opted to wait for permission to start moving, which was driving both of them insane.

Having noticed this, Moonbyul laughed, the sound mocking and making the subs whimper even louder. “My pretty babies can’t think of anything but how badly they want to fuck, hm? Well go ahead, Solar, be a good girl and show him a good time.” Solar nodded feverishly, raising herself up and making them both moan at the friction before dropping down so fast it made Jisung see stars. Sure he had had sex before, but it had never been this wet, this hot, this intense. His mind was reeling, trying to process all the pleasure as Solar continued to ride his cock, her beautiful boobs bouncing with each thrust, her pants echoing in the small room. Tears formed in his eyes, overwhelmed with emotions of pure lust, admiration, and gratitude at just how fucking lucky he was to get to see this. And it was only going to get better from here.

There was the sound of a zipper and clothes being discarded before Moonbyul was standing above him, bottom half exposed and dripping. “You know, I think Solar was right, I deserve to get in on the fun too.” Knowing exactly what she wanted, Jisung stuck his tongue out, face awaiting to be used for the girl’s pleasure. Her hips were lowered and soon her heat was set on his mouth, Jisung eagerly lapping at the folds as if his life depended on it.

“Sh-shit, you really do have a rapper’s tongue, huh baby?” Moonbyul chuckled, and Jisung swelled with pride as he slipped his tongue into her slick hole. The girl’s deep moan resonated around the room, and he heard Solar whimper in response before there was a wet sound of mouths meeting. Jisung groaned at the idea of them making out above him, acting as though he was just their little toy to play with and receive pleasure from. He was being used on both ends and absolutely could not get enough of it, stomach coiling from the soon-approaching orgasm that was bound to be simply mind-blowing.

It didn’t take long for Solar to pull away from Moonbyul’s mouth to gasp out a “Fuck, close, he’s hitting- fucking hell he’s hitting my spot so well,” and Jisung moaned in response, the vibrations going straight to Moonbyul’s pussy buried on his face.

“Y-You can come any time, baby, just warn Jisung so he can prepare for when you start squeezing.” Solar moaned out an affirmative before gasping, grinding her clit down against his pelvic bone and practically screaming as his dick hit the deepest parts of her, the combination making her orgasm slam into her like a freight train. Jisung tried his best to fuck her through it, but it was becoming and harder and harder to hold back his own release as her pussy spasmed around him. Once Solar’s eyes became glossed over and droopy, he whined, begging for it to be his turn.

Moonbyul agreed, ordering Solar to get off him and let Jisung use her mouth, which Solar was too fucked out to respond to. She simply slid off his dick, whining at the slight overstimulation, and sank between his thighs, taking the angry red-looking cock in her mouth in one go. It took only seconds for Jisung to cum, so pent up and desperate that he only needed the warmth of her cheeks to send him over the edge. His moans were muffled by Moonbyul above him, and he was met with even more as the vibrations ravaged her swollen clit. Soon, she was cumming too, legs squeezing around his face and head thrown back as the deep throngs of pleasure washed over them both. Panting, she fell backward onto the ground, chest rising and falling at rapid speed.

Jisung looked like a filthy angel, legs spread wide open, dick still twitching in post-orgasm bliss, cheeks red and shining with Moonbyul’s slick. The three of them simply sat there for a bit, catching their breath, before Moonbyul stood up to put her clothes back on and slip out of the room.

“Where’s she going?” Jisung asked, voice croaky from all the moaning.

Solar laughed tiredly. “To go get stuff for aftercare silly, we can’t just send you back out there like this.” Jisung nodded, waiting patiently until Moonbyul returned, arms full of water bottles, concealer, and some cool towels.

“There you go babies,” she smiled, placing the towels around the back of their necks and handing Solar some water. Jisung sat up slowly, sipping the cold liquid as Moonbyul held it to his lips, stroking his hair lovingly. “You did so good darling, so good for your noonas.” Jisung grinned, eyes crinkling shut as he basked in the attention, just happy that they had all enjoyed themselves. It took a few more minutes and praises before he was fully back from his subdpace, reluctantly dragging his clothes back on and letting Solar pat concealer over his parks and hickeys. Finally, he sighed, looking over at the door sadly.

“I should, uh, go now,” he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“We know darling, but not before I get your number,” Moonbyul winked, planting a kiss on his cheek affectionately. Solar then did the same, and they exchanged numbers. Jisung was about to exit the room when Solar grabbed his hand to stop him.

“I just want you to know that I really enjoy your group’s songs. I didn’t say that before because I was scared you were a crazy fan, but you guys are going places, Sungie.” She smiled sweetly, giving his hand a gentle squeeze before Jisung blushed, thanking her, and with one final look, he waved goodbye cutey, slipping out the door and down the hall with a springy pep in his step.

As soon as he got back to his dressing room, Chan was on his case in a heartbeat. “What the fuck, dude, did you get lost on the way there?” Everyone looked up from their phones and within seconds were swarming him, asking questions about what they were like, what they talked about, if they had heard of them. Jisung smiled shyly, repeating what Solar had said before he left, and they all beamed at the sweet message.

It was Jeongin, of course, who ruined the moment.

“Hey Jisung-hyung, what’s that on your neck?” He asked, poking at one of the hickeys Moonbyul had left behind. His face immediately flushed, frantically trying to stammer out an excuse, but in the end it was painfully obvious.

“So that’s why you took so long, Jesus Christ…” Chan groaned, shaking his head. Jeongin and Hyunjin whined something along the lines of “lucky” as Changbin and Minho burst into a fit of laughter. Seungmin, on the other hand, simply gave him a look of disapproval.

“This is why we can’t take you anywhere hyung, your dick thinks too much for you.”

And although Jisung wanted to smack him, he couldn’t help but think he was probably right.

[existslikepristin]

Masterlist

Everything (currently) listed is smut.

For reference:

* = The Lounge "continuity"

x = Characters depicted together in explicit stuff

My very organized bias list

My EVEN MORE organized current projects list

Some rules for contextualizing my thoughts on requests

New addition to the masterlist: Other places on the internet you can find my writing/me in general. https://linktr.ee/existslikepristin

Gfriend

What A... Bummer* Eunha x Yerin x Male Reader Insert

Movie Night* SinB x Eunha x Male Reader Insert

Stay On Script (Collab)* futa!Eunha x Jihyo (Twice)

Hold the Creamer Please* futa!Eunha x Seunghee (CLC)

A Quick Fix* Sowon x Male OC

A Two On One Match* Eunha x SinB x Male OC

Getting Steamy* (Ch 1 / Ch 2) Yerin x Male OC

Fancam, Basically* (Ch 1 / Ch 2 is WIP) SinB x ???

Dreamcatcher

Sounds* Gahyeon x Siyeon, Yoohyeon x Rando Dude

Kinktober Week 1* Gahyeon x Jiu

Kinktober Week 2* Gahyeon x Jane (Momoland)

Kinktober Week 3* Gahyeon x Eunchae (DIA) x ?!?!?!

Kinktober Week 4* Gahyeon x Yooa (Oh My Girl)

Kinktober 2022* Gahyeon x Heejin (Loona)

CLC

Hold the Creamer Please* Seunghee x futa!Eunha

Activated My Trap Card* Seungyeon x Eunbin x Yeeun x Male Reader Insert

G-Idle

Definitely Real Medicine* Yuqi x Male Reader Insert

Escape From Paboland* Shuhua x Gender Unspecified Reader

Bullyjin Soojin x Yuqi (Part of the Bullyrene setting)

Aespa

Get To Blow You* Winter x futa!Karina, Winter x Monsta X

Mamba Class* Winter x futa!Karina x Giselle x Ningning in some combination

Red Velvet

Yexercise* Yeri x Male Reader Insert

Bullyrene Irene x all the trigger warnings

Impromptu Review* Joy x Sunny (SNSD)

King of the Beasts* Seulgi & Yeri vs Ryujin & Yeji (Itzy)

Loona

Please, No Virginity Puns* Choerry x Male Reader Insert

The Looney Bunch* Haseul x Male Reader Insert

Professional Language* Choerry x Male Reader Insert

Churchgirleum Yawjinius* Yeojin x futa!Choerry/Haseul/Heejin/Hyunjin/Jinsoul

Purple Kiss

The Cutest Duckling* Swan x Unfortunately Nobody

Irehdiated* Ireh x Male Reader

WJSN

Yeo Reum is Our Reum Yeoreum x Male OC

Royal Cheek* Dayoung x Gender Unspecified Reader Insert

Secret Number

Salon Erotique* Soodam x Futa Reader Insert

Lovelyz

Bare Attack* Sujeong x Male Reader x Sua (Pixy) x Rina (Weki Meki)

Pixy

Bare Attack* Sujeong (Lovelyz) x Male Reader x Sua x Rina (Weki Meki)

Summon* Lola x Gender Unspecified Reader

Weki Meki

Bare Attack* Sujeong (Lovelyz) x Male Reader x Sua (Pixy) x Rina

Itzy

King of the Beasts* Ryujin & Yeji vs Seulgi & Yeri (Red Velvet)

Queen of the Ball(s)* Lia solo

Everglow

Breaking Geneva* EU x Male Reader

Soloists (don't have a good picture for this yet)

Toys (Kinktober) Bibi x Male OC (co-written with worldsover)

Not quite fics, but still stuff that I want to keep track of somewhere

Karina Appreciation, the Satan & eyesight one

Dayoung Appreciation, the buffet one Tumblr deleted

Purple Kiss' tendencies toward domming/subbing

Exceptionally nerdy shit

Joy x Hayoung x Yerin vignette

Karina x Irene

[yunjinssunshine-moved]

Sihyeon | Like Fire and Ice [M]

Everglow Sihyeon x fem!reader words: ~1.8k genre: smut (sub!Sihyeon) moved from @sxcret-garden​

Desc.: Sihyeon is the popular, beautiful girl at uni. She has the people at her mercy with her looks and her cool demeanor, still you know better than anyone that there’s only one person who can turn those tables around.

She’s the talk of the whole department at uni. She doesn’t seem to mind on the outside, as she is rarely seen without a smile on her lips, openly approaching those who have business with her, and reservedly passing by those who don’t. But her smile is a polite one, not one that forms out of happiness. She usually controls her expressions around people, and that gives off a kind of cool attractiveness, that mixed with her beauty has already mesmerized and won the interest of many. Why is it then, that this beautiful young woman is always seen alone? Everywhere you turn, there’s people asking why such a pretty girl doesn’t have a boyfriend, and never seemed to have had one either.

You wouldn’t tell them the reason for a million dollars. After all, you’re the only one who knows, and a secret is well kept with you. You hear her make a noise underneath you as your lips slowly leave hers, the soft warmth still lingering on your skin.

“You’re beautiful,” you whisper. “Way more beautiful than when you hide the real you.” You gaze into her eyes - those deep brown eyes, filled with nothing but lust and the desire for your touch. Her expressions whenever she’s with you are so different from when she’s with other people. Suddenly there is nothing left of that coolness in her stare, or the careful stance. All you see is fire, nearly covering up the warmth you always find in her smile whenever she looks at you. She loves you, and you know that. You bury your face in her neck, and you feel her body that’s resting on the white sheets tense up in expectation. She’s holding her breath, and when you start trailing sweet and slow kisses down her neck, she releases the air she’s been holding in, and with it her body relaxes underneath you. You let your fingertips run down the valley of her breasts and to her stomach. She flinches upon receiving the ticklish sensation, but only once. Her craving to feel you on her skin is greater. Your lips find their way to her collarbones, and when she calls out your name with a silent voice, you lift your head to look at her. She bites her lower lip and slowly releases it, and without a word you know what she wants. You lean in to kiss her again, and you feel her arms tightening their grip around you, bringing you closer. Your lips part and your tongues meet, you share a deep kiss that could last an eternity if it was up to you. However, even a kiss like this needs to end when you’re both out of air, and so you’re left with just staring at each other for a little while, before you start trailing kisses down her jaw. You hear the sigh that escapes her, and wishing to draw more such sounds out of her, you let your teeth graze her skin. Her hold around your body tightens and when the tip of your tongue meets her neck right beneath her earlobe, only to then bite down gently, she lets out a shaky breath, along with a shiver that wanders through her whole being, and her fingernails dig into your shoulders for a moment. You start to suck on the sensitive skin, when a shaky hand finds its way up into your hair.

“No marks, baby…” she whispers, and you involuntarily grin, lifting your head to look at her blushing face as you put your index finger over her soft lips.

“Shhh,” you shush her, and then take your finger away to kiss her instead. It is but a light, feathery touch, before you return to her neck, where you kiss the spot that’s beginning to redden, hoping to soothe it somewhat. You let your mouth travel further down, finding her chest, where you wrap your lips around her nipple, feeling it harden as you alternate between sucking on it and swirling your tongue around the sensitive bud. Another whine shakes her body, and hearing her reaction to your touch affects you too, feeling heat building up around your core. With a pop you release her breast, and glancing up at her eyes that are watching you, filled with a pleading look, you let your fingertips dance down her body. You sit up, one of her legs between yours, your hand wandering up the other. On the inside of her thigh, you let your palm slide towards her core slowly, observing her every reaction. She tenses up more with every passing second, still her parted lips won’t let any pleads or begging pass through. She just looks at you, eyebrows furrowed. Her arms fell onto the blanket when you sat up, and now her fingers are clenched around the bedsheets.

“What do you want, babe?” you ask her, keeping your voice low, while your fingers draw teasing patterns on the inside of her thigh. “Tell me.” She sucks in a breath at the unexpected question. The image of her usual composed self flashes by your inner eye, and a soft smile along with a dangerous glint in your pupils appear on your face. You love to see her facade all broken down, having her at your mercy with a single word from your lips.

“Touch me…” she mumbles, the blush on her cheeks growing stronger.

“But I am touching you…” You give her a pout, emphasizing your words by squeezing her thigh once.

“My pussy…” she whispers. You feel a wave of heat rushing through your body upon hearing such dirty words from her otherwise so clean mouth, and you smile proudly at her, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her sternum.

“Anything for you, babe.” You drag your hand up her thigh and eventually come in contact with her core. Another shiver is sent through her whole body when you press a finger against her clit, and then drag it down her slit smoothly. “So wet for me,” you remark, watching how she bashfully bats her eyelids, still she doesn’t avert her gaze from you. She lifts the leg underneath you unexpectedly, catching you by surprise when you feel her thigh pressing up against your core. “You’re so eager today…” you comment. She nods and answers.

“I want you to feel good too…” Warmth wraps itself around your chest at her words and you send her a sweet expression.

“Then stay like this,” you ask, before rolling your hips against her leg once, feeling the friction sending electric waves from your stomach to your limbs, until it reaches your fingertips and the tips of your toes. You slip a finger inside her, feeling her clench around you immediately, then pulling it out again only to thrust it back inside. “You like that?” you question, while you start slowly grinding down on her thigh. She gives you a strong nod. “Want more?”

“Yes, please.” She dares to beg now, as you apparently managed to flick a switch inside her. Unable to deny her the request, you push in another finger, receiving a sweet moan in return, and a desperate whine when you curl inside her, fingertips brushing against that sweet spot. You watch her starting to shake, and you coo at her while slowly moving against her walls continuously.

“We haven’t done this in too long…” you state, feeling your own sanity slipping away from you, watching the image that unfolds in front of your eyes. Observing her like this, depending on your touch alone, it’s like you can already see your own high approaching. But you hold back, wanting to focus on her a little longer, until you felt her cum around your fingers at least once. So you press your thumb against her clit, starting to draw circles around it, while the whines keep falling from her lips. “You sound so beautiful,” you praise her and she answers by moaning your name. Her face distorting in pleasure, she turns away in hopes of hiding her expressions from you.

“Sihyeon, look at me,” you say, and when she seems too shy to do as you asked, you add, “I want to see your face.” Your fingers inside her pick up on tempo, and she forces herself to face you, fighting hard to keep her eyes open, and you watch as she can’t stop her moans from echoing throughout the room. You lower yourself, trailing kisses all over her chest and neck, never ceasing the movements inside her, when eventually she holds her breath for a little while, releasing a string of moans and calling your name while you feel her muscle clench around your fingers hard a few times. You let her catch her breath as she comes down from her high, marvelling at her flushed face and her beauty, basking in the pride that only you can make her feel like this. Then you sit up and pull your fingers out, bringing them up to her mouth instead. Coating her lips in her own juices, she opens up and starts sucking your fingers clean, while you grind yourself against her thigh. Watching her swirling her hot tongue around your digits, licking off her own cum, draws a moan from you, before eventually you withdraw your hand and instead lean in for another kiss, wanting to taste her on her lips. The familiar sweetness spreads on your tastebuds in a passionate kiss, and she moans into your mouth when your fingertips wander back down to her still sensitive pussy. You break the kiss and then start rubbing her clit, watching how she squirms and whines underneath you from the overstimulation. Your own breath becomes short as you roll your hips against her thigh faster, wanting to reach your high with her uncontrolled moans ringing in your ears. You slip your fingers back inside her, hoping to throw her over the edge once more, greedy to see her face distort in pleasure again, shockwaves sent through her body through your touch. You moan when you feel your own core tensing up, your orgasm building up deep in your stomach slowly.

“Sihyeon,” you moan your girlfriend’s name, and she responds with an uncontrolled whine.

“Don’t… stop…” she begs, squeezing her eyes shut tight, telling you she’s also chasing another orgasm. You do her the favour, and you keep trying to hold back your own high, until you can hear her cry out and you both find your release right after each other. You collapse on top of her, both trying to catch your breaths in each other’s arms.

You trail lazy kisses all over her skin, wherever you can reach, while she buries her face in your hair, taking in your scent.

“You’re the only one who’s allowed to see me like this…” she whispers, and you face her with a smile, then lifting yourself up onto your elbows. You place a kiss to the corner of her mouth, before responding.

“I’ll make sure of that.”

[jisoosinsomnia]

Introduction

Hello! This is Jae's smut blog, you can find my sfw works in @blackvelvetwriter

Who do I write for

Blackpink

Red Velvet

Dreamcatcher

Loona

(G)I-DLE

Everglow

Girl's Generation

Twice

ITZY

Mamamoo

Sunmi

Chungha

Somi

But it might change over time, so feel free to come back and check or ask every now and then.

What do I write

G!P (both G!P idol and reader)

Sub!idol

Sub!reader

Omegaverse

Hybrids

Dom/sub dynamics

CNC

Threesomes

What I do not write

Dub-con

Non-con

Ageplay

Foodplay

Scat or piss kink

Any plot that involves the reader or the idol being a minor

Yandere smut

And male reader or male idol

[sweetonmylove]

The “Our Bromance Is Outta This World” KiriBaku AU Fic Rec List

So... I've lost count of how many fic rec lists I've put out now, but the reasons remain the same as when I first started. I just love finding THAT fic that makes me happy, makes me smile, makes life seem a little better, and I wanna share the shit outta them!  I love sharing my admiration of the beautiful writers who have used their time and talent (for free), because after all, they are just as passionate as we are about the ships we choose to partake in. I would like to genuinely thank the 500+ individuals who have chosen to allow me to come across their feed with our mutual love and adoration of all things Kirishima Eijirou and Bakugou Katsuki related. To show my appreciation, here, please take this rec list and read to your hearts' content, just as I have <3 If AU’s aren’t quite your thing, please feel free to glance at past lists and look for the upcoming Random list!

In The Dark of The Night *E* ~ Arxaris (In Progress/8? Ch.)

Gladiator Kirishima, Emperor Bakugou, Aged-Up, Blood & Violence, Strangers to Lovers, Light Dom/Sub, Top Kiri, Bottom Baku

The one where Arx blows our minds with a gentle giant gladiator Kiri and a lusting Emperor Bakugou. Dudes, the fight scene is just whoa, and you can never go wrong with reading anything from this brilliant writer.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20067655/chapters/47526529

It Will Find You Here *E* ~ Arxaris (8 ch.)

Aged-Up, Strangers to Lovers, No Quirks, Backpacker Bakugou, AirBnB Host Kirishima, Hurt/Comfort, Top Kiri, Bottom Bakugou, Panic Attacks, Praise Kink, Possessive Kirishima

Yes, I've rec'd this before, I know. Buuut have you read it yet?? If not, I highly recommend this for anyone who enjoys our boys in other settings with a steamy/angsty plot, great characterization, and a bonus chapter to end it all. Am I biased because it's Arx' work? No, I legitimately fell in love with this fic because it's so fresh and one of a kind.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18848662

(Love Is) An Open Door *T* ~EnchantedEmmeline (12 Ch. and fucking worth it)

Modern Setting, No quirks, Aged-Up, Café Owner Bakugou, Firefighter Kiri, Barely there angst, Humor (Oh my god, so much), Fluff, Bakusquad members

If you want to laugh your ass off and fall in love with these two idiots all over, then this is a MUST read! I personally could not put this down. Bakugou gets drunk and winds up unknowingly trespassing into Kiri's apartment… Kiri winds up fawning over a sock that was left by Bakugou… hilarity, fluff, amazing characterization, I just-please read this!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15978500

At The Beginning (With You) *T* ~ EnchantedEmmeline (Part 2 of the above fic)

Modern Setting, No quirks, Aged-Up, Wedding, Humor, Fluff

This fic picks up shortly after (Love Is) An Open Door, to conclude the fluff and humor that is my cup of tea.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16153397

Everglow *M* ~ Maplefudge ( In Progress 5/20 Ch.)

Fantasy, Freeform, Worldbuilding, Dragon Kirishima, Soulmates, Beautiful artwork by Se7en!!!

Speaking of re-rec'ing... have you started this journey with Maple yet? If not, I highly suggest you do! Maple is another incredible writer that just has some of the fluffiest, sweetest, greatest fics out there. If Dragons aren't your thing, she has many many other fics that you should check out! Maple is AMAZING and she took my Krbk fanfic virginity!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19422127/chapters/46221091

Achromatopsia *T* ~ PurplePersnickety

Soulmates, Fluff, Pining, Mutual Pining

In which the true colors of the world appear when you touch your soulmate for the first time

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17832155

Top Of The List *T* ~ PurplePersnickety

Pro-Heroes, Roomates (Oh My God), Mutual Pining, Fluff, Getting Together, First Kiss

The one where Bakugou lists his favorite things. Super fluffy and sweet <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18469453

Manly Man Falls for Manliest Man *T* ~ Afuzzyowl (In Progress/9? Ch.)

Modern Setting, Aged-Up, Slice of Life, Developing Relationship, Pining, Actor Bakugou, Salaryman Kirishima, Kiri has a huge gay crush on Bakugou-what else is new?

Or the one where Kirishima meets his favorite actor Bakugou by chance encounter and real feels start to develop (for both of them)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18310007

Mine *E* ~ Alienqueen42 for candy_cadet

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Smut, Drinking, Jealousy, Est. Relationship, Use of the word slut, Rough sex

Where Bakugou gets hit on and Kirishima is jealous

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18200363

Welcome Home *T* ~ empyreansunflower

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Long distance relationship, Est. Relationship, Marriage Proposal

Bakugou waits at the airport to welcome Kirishima back home

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18098600

Broken Bridges *E* ~ DeathBelle (14 Ch.)

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Pining, They haven't spoken in 2 yrs., Very Minor Character Death, Sexual Content, Happy Ending

Kirishima moves back to Japan after working abroad for two years and he finds out that old feelings die hard.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14888358

Obvious *T* ~ AmethystUnarmed

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Secret Relationship?, Kidnapping, Minor quirk torture, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Angry Bakugou, Protective Bakugou

Everyone had suspicions that Kirishima and Bakugou were in a relationship but nothing concrete… until Red Riot is captured

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17606090

Done With Having Dreams (The Thing That I Believe) *T* ~Futurehearts

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Est. Relationship, New Years Eve, Marriage Proposal

Fluffy goodness with a proposal!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17374442

Still Here *T* ~ IcyHotHeart

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Angst w/a Happy ending

Kirishima takes a position in America and Bakugou is left waiting for him back home… Bakugou does not want to give up hope that the only man he had ever loved will return to him. Super super sweet ending and I promise, it is a happy one.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20086867

Linger *E* ~ NightBronze

No quirks, Bar/Pub, Aged-Up, Strangers to Lovers, Bartender Kiri, Drummer Bakugou, Pining Kiri, Bathroom Sex, Getting to know each other, Implied Getting Together, Dirty talk, Top Kiri, Bottom Bakugou, Fluffy Ending

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15590841

Jealous (It's My Right To Be Hellish) *E* ~ Sheila_thetank

Aged-Up, Jealous Bakugou, Possessive Bakugou, Eventual Sex, Getting Together

Where Bakugou gets jealous of anyone talking to HIS Kirishima and things are sorted out

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18903370

Sweet Dreams Are Made of This *E* ~ Sheila_thetank

Aged-Up, Sharing A Bed, Friends to Lovers, First Time, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17187371

Here Comes The Bride *E* ~ Obsessed_As_A_Coping_Mechanism (6? Ch.)

Supernatural AU, Vampire Kirishima, Bartender Bakugou, Blood, Biting, Self Injury, Mentions of Suicide Attempt because becoming a vampire takes a catalyst, Fluff, Angst, Smut, Includes Art from TheHappySunflower88

Shows as a work in progress, but it feels completed. This is a wonderful piece of work guys, and if you're into vampires and the like, you should check it out

https://archiveofourown.org/works/16462376

Red Riot Otaku *M* ~ Bryan

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Obsession, Mutual Pining, Mutually Requited Love, Realization, Implied Sexual Content, Pillow Talk, Getting Together, Fluff & Humor, Includes Art from TheHappySunflower88

Basically Bakugou collects anything and everything Red Riot related and his secret obsession is discovered *gasps*

https://archiveofourown.org/works/17531618

King of The Kitchen *T* ~ Confuse_The_Queer

Restaurant AU, Strangers to Lovers, Getting Together, Chef Bakugou, First Kiss

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18091583

And My Heart Went Boom *T* ~ Slumber

College/University AU, Mechanic Kirishima, Motorcycle owner Kirishima, Bakugou crushes HARD, Pure Fluff

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12957423

Mission Accomplished *NR* ~ SoftWhispers_ColdGoodbyes

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Tooth Rotting Fluff, Fluff w/o Plot, Idiots in Love, Warm & Fuzzy Feelings

Short and sweet~ The boys open their own agency together, but it doesn't feel quite complete yet, at least to Bakugou

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19428121

So Take My Hand… *G* ~ Pirateofhearts (Speightbrigade)

Est. Relationship, Perfectionist Bakugou, Marriage Proposal, Tooth Rotting Fluff

Bakugou proposes to Kirishima.. And it's so sweeet and soffft <3

https://archiveofourown.org/works/20100010

Role Model *G* ~ Claus_Lucas for Silver_Sterling

Aged-Up, Pro-Heroes, Est. Relationship

The boys return to Yuuei to discuss being Pro-Heroes with the new class 1-A Students. This is just tender and beautiful. A student asks Kirishima if it's manly for a man to love another man

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19782532

It Don't Bite- YES IT DO *T* ~ Wholesomeworm

No Quirks, Coffee Shops & Cafes, Dog Obedience school, Dog Trainer Kirishima, Bakugou crushes hard, Super fluffy and sweet, humor

Kiri trains dogs and Bakugou is stuck taking in his mom's dog for training

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19929556

As always, please be kind and share your love with the incredible authors who poured themselves into these works. Kudos are fantastic and shouting out your love & adoration literally feeds our beloved writers' souls… which in turn, helps inspire more of the tremendous fics we all crave!! Do yourselves a favor and read these, relish in the phenomenal creations , and *PLEASE REBLOG* (even if you've read these), as someone out there might not have and these writers deserve ALL the attention they can get!!

@arxaris @maplefudge @icyhotheartwritings

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

Guideline for request

Masterlist

Hello everyone, here it's @slowlydifferentbluebird, or if you prefer, you can call me Zazá.

From this moment this blog officially become a writing blog, so in order to help you with your requests i'm writing this guideline, so please read it before you send your request.

What I write:

Headcanons

Reactions

Scenario

Imagines

I write only gender neutral reader, because it's more inclusive for everyone.

I write only for girl groups, because they are the one I know better. Groups I write for:

Blackpink

Red velvet

Mamamoo

Itzy

Twice

Aespa

Fromis_9

Dreamcatcher

WJSN/Cosmic Girls(includes sub-unit)

Kep1er

IVE

NMixx

(G)i-dle

Le Sserafim

Billlie

Purple kiss

Viviz

Brave girls

Everglow

Stayc

SNSD/Girls' Generation

Various soloists: Chung Ha, Somi, Sunmi, all ex Iz*One member, ecc...

If you don't see your favorite girl group or soloists in this list, you can try to ask me, I can be in the mood to do it

What genres i write:

Member(s) x reader

Member X member X reader (also from different groups)

Different type of AU: highschool, Harry Potter, vampire, Witch, Mafia, ecc...

Fluff

Angst

Smut (not for minor members, don't even ask)

Yandere(but in a very light way, no violence at all)

What I won't write:

Trans/Afab reader/ecc, because i'm not sure about being good enough for writing it

Rape/non-consensual

Gore/mutilation

Hybrid AU

In general be nice and respectful about me and other users. Words like "please" and "thank you" are magical in this blog.

So, don't fell shy and don't be afraid about sending your request. Zazá is here for you.

[purplebvndit]

[10:49 pm]

The smell of sex lingers in the air as you hold onto Aisha's thighs to pull her onto your strap.

Her eyes flicker as she moans out desperately, the headboard digging into her fingers as she holds onto it with all her strength.

You let your eyes roam Aisha's body, basking in the way she writhes against the sheets.

Her long legs wrapped around your hips, pushing you deeper into her heat.

Aisha throws her head back at a particularly sharp thrust and you quickly wrap your hand around her neck.

"Caught you", you chuckle as Aisha gasps for air, clenching around your cock with need.

Her eyes tear up at the slight pressure but she pushes her neck harder against your palm regardless.

There was no sight more beautiful than seeing Aisha's body glisten with sweat as you fill her to the brim.