#taemin smut drabbles

[mykoreanlove]

the smut bundle

for when you want to get freaky, empty hands are recommended

CHAN - fuck me 5 senses? // cooking up a storm piece of cake // just another day at the dorms // in character // Christopher // preggo by chan

CHANGBIN - just another day at the dorms // home workouts

MINHO - how to tame a cat // just another day at the dorms // serum

HYUNJIN - afterparty // wanna bet? // keep me up // special birthday

HAN - just another day at the dorms // brr brr

FELIX - Articulate // fighting with Felix be like // just another day at the dorms

SEUNGMIN - just another day at the dorms

CROSSOVER - deceptive bonds (hyunjin, Felix) // 🫧🫧🫧 (Minho, hyunjin) // 3+1 (3racha)

JACKSON - acts of intimacy // backseat love

JUNGKOOK - on a drug case

TAEMIN - new heights // lazy Sunday // friendship service // bite me // first dates

EUN WOO - say please?

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Key: [F=Fluff, S=Smut/Suggestive, A=Angst, H=Humor, P=Platonic, T=Thriller]

Jinki/Onew

Page 270 [F]

Kibum/Key

Let Me See [S] - 0.0k - Your boss reads your dirty thoughts about him in the diary you left behind.

Page 192

Minho

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Taemin

Enchanted [T/S] - 0.0k - House-sitting for your uncle takes a deadly turn upon the night of a blood moon. Your only hope lies in the hands of a stranger who isn’t what he seems.

Page 156 [F]

Headcanons

Turn Ons & Kinks [S]

"The most beautiful thing in all the world is right now. This moment. You. Don’t ever forget that." ~Jonghyun (banner by @classicscreations​​, thank you indi! 🥹)

[writemekpop]

Love Doctor | Lee Taemin

5K Follower Series Ep. 28

Summary: You pretend to faint to see sexy doctor Taemin. What happens when he figures out your lie?

Genre: Doctor!Taemin x Patient!Y/n, smut 

Word Count: 1.5k

Prompt: “I promise I’ll be good.”

The hard tiles of the hospital floor turn into the soft grasp of a man’s arms. 

You crack one eye open. Yes! Just as you hoped, it’s Taemin, or Dr Lee, as he’s better known - one of Seoul City General’s best doctors. 

His handsome black fringe has fallen loose, and his forehead is creased with concern. You relish the feeling of his strong, muscled arms supporting you. His smell… it drives you crazy. 

You shut your eye again. After all, you are meant to be fainting right now.  

Over the past few months, you’ve been coming in to Taemin’s clinic, pretending to have one illness or another. Anything to spend a little time with him. This time, you got even more daring – by pretending to faint in the waiting room.

The fear of getting caught was totally worth it for the sweet bliss of being in Taemin’s arms.  

He’s not your average doctor – unless your average doctor is drop-dead gorgeous, ripped, and just about the kindest human being on earth.

The craziest thing is, he seems to have no idea that he makes people swoon left, right and centre. 

Even now, you can hear whispers of, ‘Unfair!’ and ‘I want Dr Lee to carry me…” from the other patients.  

Soon, you’re propped up with pillows in the bed in his office, and Taemin is taking your pulse. When his fingers touch your wrist, electricity jolts up your arm. 

A few moments later, he crosses his arms, frowning. “Y/n… I’ve got to admit it. I’m a little concerned.” 

Your heart jumps into overdrive. Has Taemin realised you’re faking it? 

“This is the third time you’ve come in this past two months. Now, you’re fainting. But I can’t seem to find what’s wrong with you. Everything seems normal…” 

Your heart skips a beat. This is your worst nightmare. 

Only, what he says next is worse. 

Taemin nods grimly. “I think we’ll have to take further action. Is it okay if I make you a referral to a cardiologist?”

Your eyes widen. “N-no, I’m sure that won’t be necessary!”

Taemin smiles a little. “Don’t worry, we’ll get this cleared up soon.” 

You jump up off the bed and stretch your arms. “Ac-actually, I think I feel fine!” You start doing jumping jacks, your shoes squeaking on the floor. “All fixed. No need to call anyone.” 

Taemin’s eyes widen at your nimble movement. “How did you just- aren’t you dizzy?”

You realise that in your eagerness… you forgot to act sick. A person who just fainted would not be doing jumping jacks right now. 

Taemin’s brows crease deeper. “Y/n…” 

And that’s when you realise. You blew it. He’s worked it out. 

You sit down, letting your head hang. “I’m sorry.” 

Taemin’s voice sounds the most serious you’ve ever heard it; usually he’s warm and friendly. “You’re telling me you pretended to be sick all this time? Y/n – why would you do that?” He sighs. “I thought better of you.” 

You look up, your heart sinking at the coldness in his tone. “No! I have a reason.”  

His deep brown eyes bore into yours, more intense than ever. “What possible reason could you have?” 

You take a deep breath. “What if I said it was… for you?” 

Taemin’s mouth opens, then shuts again. He blinks, his movements jerky, like he’s so shocked he’s glitching. “You … but- but-“ 

Taemin can’t believe what he’s hearing. You, Y/n, went to the massive effort of having yourself carted off the to the nurse’s office for months just because you like him?  

He knows he’s considered attractive. Chocolates and wine bottles fill his desk every morning, and elderly ladies ask him to be their boyfriend just about once a week. But he never really cared about any of those people. They weren’t… you. 

 Suddenly, he realizes that he’d been having a dodgy feeling about your ‘fainting spells’ for a while. Deep down, he knew you were faking.

He must have pushed those doubts down, because he just wanted to see you one more time. To see you, with your black hair scruffily pushed into a ponytail, still managing to look breath-taking. To have you tease him, talk to him not as a doctor, but… as a man. To hold you in his arms, breathe in your maddening scent and imagine just for a second that you’re his. 

And now you like him back.  

He feels like he’s dreaming. 

Taemin sits down on the bed beside you, leaning in close to whisper in your ear. His voice is fast, feverish.  

“I really- really shouldn’t.” But your neck is so close to his lips, and he can’t really think straight. 

“This is breaking every rule in the book. I mean, you wasted hospital time… I could… report you.” But even as he speaks, his words are getting slower, more tangled up. 

You’re turning to face him, your eyes dark and so, so open. Did you always have such thick lashes? Were your eyelids always rose-tinted, your skin so chocolatey brown? 

“I made a… I made an oath…” 

You press your lips to his, just for a second, and it’s like a shock to every nerve ending in Taemin’s body. 

Taemin pushes you off, but gently, just because the kiss felt so good he’s sure he’ll lose control, and he can’t afford that. Not here.  

“This… can’t happen. You’re my patient,” Taemin insists. His hand still rests on your chest from when he pushed you off. He quickly removes it. 

You say, “And what if I’m not your patient anymore?”

Your heart is beating in double time. This is the moment when Taemin will brush you off, tell you you’re too young, or he has a girlfriend, or he just doesn’t see you that way. 

Taemin says, “Then… we’ll just have to find somewhere else to meet.” A smile breaks out onto his face, and it’s so handsome it could make birds sing, like Disney. 

Warmth floods your body. Taemin likes you back! Your relationship could be more than fake-patient and doctor! 

You grin. “How about that cute little music café on the next street, in a month’s time? I’ll have a new doctor by then.” 

Taemin narrows his eyes playfully. “It still hurts to think of you going to some other doctor.” 

You smirk. “Well, who’s going to treat me when you break my heart?” 

Smiling, he shoots back, “As if. You’re the heartbreaker. I can just sense that you have a long list of ruined ex boyfriends.” 

You tap his nose. “You better watch that attitude or you’ll be joining that list, mister.” 

Taemin grins. “You mean to say… I’m your boyfriend?” 

A blush hits your cheeks. You were caught out. “Maybe…” 

Taemin’s eyes burn into yours. He takes your hand, lifts it to his lips and gently kisses it. “It would be an honour to be your boyfriend, Y/n.”

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[katrinawritesthings]

Jonghyun/Taemin ; hoohoohoo ; NC-17

Locker room blowie... :3c

Jonghyun is feeling a lot of powerful emotions right now, on his knees in the locker room with Taemin’s cock halfway down his throat, and he's pretty sure that what he should be feeling the most is panic or guilt, but instead, most of his entire being is occupied by being just incredibly incredibly horny.

He can hear the rest of his football team bustling around two rows over, gearing up and heading out for practice; he can also hear Taemin’s low, husky voice murmuring soft praises and words of filth down to him.

“So pretty, sweet little mouth, taking me so well, so deep, feels so good, baby boy, perfect boy, swallow my cock, fuck,” Taemin is whispering. Jonghyun’s helmet is on the bench behind Taemin, next to the eye black pen. Jonghyun doesn't know how Taemin tricked him into coming down here where it could be the two of them alone just so he could offer to draw the thick black hearts of makeup under his eyes for him.

Or, maybe, he does; maybe he was coming back from the bathroom and Taemin caught his elbow before he got to the rest of the team? He’s not sure. Honestly, with a dick in his mouth, it's always hard for him to remember anything except how good it tastes and how wonderful it feels to have a hard cock pressing against the flat of his tongue, fucking passed his lips and forcing his mouth open wide. Maybe his mistake was being so weak for sucking dick in the first place, which isn't really a flaw that he cares to fix.

Not right now, at least, when every drip of precum that soaks into his tongue and settles into his taste buds makes his own cock throb under his uniform. He aches to stick his hand down his pants and touch himself, jerk himself off quick and rough, but he knows that Taemin won't let him, and even if he did there wouldn't be enough time to deal with it before his “pee break” got suspiciously long and someone from the team came to check on him. It's already pushing it kind of far as it is, with Taemin’s hands cupping his face as he fucks his cock slowly in and out, thumbs rubbing over his cheekbones and smearing the eye black over his skin. He knows that by now a few people have already left the locker room to head out to the field.

Taemin must know that as well, because it's within a minute of him murmuring about Jonghyun’s big gorgeous eyes blinking up at him that he tenses and shivers and moves one hand to grip tightly in Jonghyun’s hair. He holds him there, still and obedient, and pulls his cock out of Jonghyun’s mouth, jerking himself off quickly. Jonghyun’s eyes widen at the realization of what he's about to do and then shut a second later as Taemin leans over him to thud his forehead against the locker and cums hotly over his face in thick, messy streaks.

“Taem—fuck,” Jonghyun breathes, the reprimand lost from his voice when a dollop of cum lands in his open mouth. He shivers as he swallows it and feels more land on his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose, a whole body shiver that has his skin tingling. It's so good. Before he can gather his rational and not horny brain together and try to be annoyed, Taemin licks his lips and swallows thickly and tugs him up with gentle but firm hands on his shoulders. Panting hard, he cups Jonghyun’s chin and presses a hot kiss flush to his mouth. Then he grabs Jonghyun’s helmet from behind him and pops it right onto his head, tapping the round shell pleasantly.

“Have fun at practice,” he says brightly, getting his hands on Jonghyun’s shoulders and ushering him gently towards the exit of the locker room. He pats Jonghyun’s butt, too, in a friendly sportsball kind of way, adding, “I'll be watching, so make sure you're good,” in a low, smug voice.

Jonghyun, horny and confused and horny and rushed and horny and panicked and feeling cum dripping down his cheeks, stumbles a few dizzy steps forward until a couple of his teammates swing their arms around his shoulders, joking and laughing and pulling him out onto the field.

Out on the grass, while he's doing his warm-ups, Jonghyun catches Taemin’s gaze from where he's sitting casually on the sidelines and watches his smirk twitch up a few notches as he lifts a friendly hand to wave at him.

[katnisspeetaprim]

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[starlitmark]

Summary: You and Mark have to punish your pup for disobeying Pairing: Samoyed!Jeno x fem Golden Retriever!reader x human!Mark Tropes: hybrid au, poly au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: hybrids, language Smut Warnings: collar & leash, voyeurism, scent play(?), grinding, unprotected sex, dirty talk, biting/marking, mxm content Word Count: 1,122 Note: continuation of this drabble for @raibebe Host Tags: @sanjoongie @thelargefrye February Filth Masterlist Before You Interact

Listen to ♡ Want by Taemin

“No, no, no,” Jeno whines, his hair moving with his motion, “I’ll be–”

“Dogs don’t fucking speak, do they?” Mark reminds him.

Jeno’s ears droop slightly. Mark pulls his leg away from Jeno’s tented sweatpants. You watch as Jeno forces a whine down his throat. His normally soft scent sharpens with desire. It affects your own to grow sweeter and sharper.

Mark moves you to lie back on the bed comfortably. Your blonde floppy ears splay out with your hair against the pillows. Jeno’s leash is still tight in Mark’s hold. He pulls the younger closer to the edge of the bed absent-mindedly as he focuses on kissing you. His free hand pulls your underwear down your legs. You help him by squirming your legs. He tosses the soaked material off the bed toward Jeno.

“That’s all you get. Understood?” He asks, still not looking at the Samoyed hybrid.

Jeno nods profusely and accepts the material. While he’s distracted, Mark lets the leash go slack for a moment as he removes his clothing. Mark drags his cock against your bare pussy. The feeling of that alone sends your body and mind into raw desperation for your human boyfriend.

“Mark,” you gasp when his cock catches on your clit, “Please, fuck me. Need you so bad.”

“Yeah?” He chuckles, “Want me to fuck you raw and leave a mess for our pup to clean up later?”

You whimper at his filthy words and the implications of them. Mark pushes into you, making you moan loudly and cling to him. Jeno makes a small noise, wanting some sort of release or attention. You let one of your hands fall down by his face. He nuzzles into your palm, happy that he got anything at all.

Mark thrusts into you at a brain-numbing pace. You’re seeing stars. You know your scent is sharp and sweet. It’s definitely taking a toll on Jeno’s state. When you look at him for a moment, you can tell his pupils are nearly engulfing his irises. His scent is extremely sharp out of pure desperation for any form of release from his aroused state. Leaning forward more, Jeno nudges against Mark’s arm.

“Do you want something, pup? Can’t you see I’m preoccupied fucking our precious girlfriend?”

“Markie,” you whine when he hits that perfect spot inside you.

“Hmm?” He hums, eyes refocusing on you.

“More, please, need more!” You beg.

Mark smirks before leaning down to kiss you. You moan into the kiss. If you were on your stomach, you know your tail would be twitching and wagging from the amount of pleasure you’re feeling. Mark’s free hand wanders into your hair, slotting his fingers around one of your ears. The touch to your puppy ear makes your body even more reactive. Mark tugs Jeno’s leash, pulling the Samoyed hybrid up onto his knees. His snow-white ears are pointed back in submission to the elder.

Pulling away from you slightly, Mark locks his lips with Jeno’s. Despite saying the other puppy hybrid would only get your underwear, he hungrily kisses him. Still, Mark keeps his brutal pace fucking you. He doesn’t kiss Jeno for very long. He keeps his word, not giving the other man a single bit of relief. 

“Mark, please,” Jeno whines, “I’m a good boy! I’m being good!” 

“Pup,” you moan, “Come here.”

“Darling,” Mark says with a warning tone, “He’s not getting anything.”

You moan when Mark places a kiss against a sensitive spot near your scent gland on your throat. He may not be able to smell your scent like Jeno can, but he loves kissing and marking your scent glands just as much as the other puppy hybrid does. 

“We can’t let our pretty puppy suffer, Markie.” You gasp, “It’s not fair to him.”

Mark continues to kiss your throat and leave pretty purple bruises behind each time. Jeno whimpers, wishing to be the one marking you up. He’s always been obsessed with the action. He never properly bites your throat where the mating mark would be placed. You’re all very careful of that, even if Mark can never properly mate you.

“Maybe he should’ve been a good pup and waited until I told him it was okay to get off on my leg.”

“Mark,” you moan as his fingers pull the hair around your puppy ears slightly, “He’s being so good right now. Look at him.”

Mark pulls away from your throat to look at your other boyfriend. The Samoyed hybrid is sitting beside the bed just as he was told. His eyes are wide and brimmed with tears, adding to his desperate puppy dog expression. The black collar around his throat stands out against his unmarked skin, and the leash only adds to the debauched sight.

Your human boyfriend stops his hips altogether, making you whine from the lack of stimulation. He sits up, still deep inside you, and tugs Jeno closer again. The puppy lets out a shaky breath, being held meer inches from his boyfriend’s face. You’re so desperate to just grind down against Mark’s cock as he calculates his next move on Jeno. 

“Please,” Jeno whines. 

“You’re out of your headspace?” Mark questions quietly.

The Samoyed nods, “Yeah, just need–”

Mark drops the leash and takes Jeno’s face in his hands, pressing his cheeks slightly. Again, Jeno’s scent spikes for a second then evens out to a still sharp yet smoother state. You finally cave and move your hips against Mark’s. He smirks while keeping his eyes locked on Jeno’s.

“I know you smell and see it, pup.” He says in a low voice, “You want to help her out too, yeah?”

“Mmm,” Jeno hums, trying his best to nod.

“That’s our good boy.” He muses, “Come on, come help me take care of our girlfriend.”

Jeno doesn’t need to be told twice. He climbs up on the bed and sits close to you. He desperately wants to nuzzle into your scent gland, but he knows it’ll only make him more needy than he already is. The leash still dangles from his neck, too eager to wait for Mark to help him take it off. It works as an advantage to your older boyfriend, though. He slips his hand around the chain of the leash again and guides Jeno back to him.

“Behave, or else you’ll be tied to the bed, unable to touch either of us. Understood?”

“Y-yes, may I…” he trails off.

“Pup,” you call him in a breathy tone, still fucking yourself on Mark’s cock, “Come help me out a bit. I’m sure Mark will be kind this time.”

“For now, yes.” Mark chuckles, finally moving to meet your thrusts, “Go on, be a good boy.”

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[cloudytaemin]

tattoo ⋆ l.tm

pairing: taemin x reader

wc: 823

warnings: general smut

summary: you and taemin meet for one fateful night after seeing one another again...

a/n: this is fr a drabble i just thought up. it's 1:23 am and i don't know what i'm doing, but here it is.

his hands travel over you, admiring how you look. "taemin..." you mumble, interlacing your fingers in his tattoo-covered ones.

he presses his thumb to your bottom lip and you become silent, succumbing to his temptation. "are you ready to listen, love?" you prod at the end of his thumb with your tongue and run your hands up over his abs.

"good," he says, trailing his thumb along your jawline. he leans down and attaches his lips to your neck, sucking gently up to your earlobe. he nibbles it cautiously, an almost demonically hungry whisper coming from him. "please me, and do as i say." his tongue licks the shell of your ear, every sense inside of you awakening.

the way he handles you like this is almost illicit, god knows what pumping through his veins at this hour as he makes an attempt to take all of you for himself. you hum as his hands find their way under your shirt, knowing how wrong this is but not being able to stop at the same time.

"can you believe it.." he breathes out. "you're the same y/n who said she would never come back an hour ago, but here you are, all for me," he points out, growling. taemin lunges forward to steal a kiss from your lips, the taste of cigarettes and his signature cocktail noir mixing as he kisses you further.

you run your hands all over his chest again, not being able to feel enough of him at one time. your hands travel down to his pinstripe dark grey slacks, popping the button with a single hand. he groans as you continue to move, pushing your hand into his boxers and grasping his cock.

taemin continues to explore your mouth further as you stroke his dick, the head swelling as you feel him begin to get harder in your hand. his hips buck as you play with the foreskin of his head.

he breaks away, breathing heavily. "you don't get to fuck around anymore, love.." he pushes his pants and boxers down quickly, pushing your back onto his bed and unclasping your bra in an instant. you quickly respond by pushing your shorts down your legs along with your underwear, exposing your soaking pussy.

taemin swallows and you hear him breathe in as he looks down. "fuck, i missed that pretty cunt.." his head lowers between your breasts as he licks a stripe from the middle of them to your neck.

one of his fingers pushes effortlessly through your entrance as he begins to kiss your neck, thrusting his finger in time with his lips.

"must have prepped recently, so loose, love.." he mumbles, inserting a second and third.

you instantly whine at the addition and he begins to thrust his fingers faster, making you clench around him at only the feeling. "don't cum yet love, haven't even given you what you want yet," he says, biting into the side of your neck.

you arch your back at the overstimulation of it all, the urge to beg for him becoming slowly more overwhelming.

"taemin- taem- please- i need you to fuck me," you whine, pushing yourself down on his fingers.

"well when you ask me like that love..." his fingers pull out of you and you whine, feeling empty for only a second before the head of his cock pushes past your walls. you scream and immediately start squirting around his cock, coating it in your juices.

"fuck, love," he says, pumping his cock as he prepares to push it further in. "gonna go deeper in your pretty hole.." his cock pushes further into your pussy to which you can only help but moan loudly, trying to push yourself down to take more of him in.

"need you," you yell, grasping at the bedsheets.

he thrusts all the way into you without a warning, immediately starting to pound his cock in and out of your hole. he leans down over you and you grab his shoulders, rocking yourself in time with his thrusts as you moan. "taemin, taemin-" you chant his name like a ritual, his hot cock inside of you stretching your walls and filling you.

"gonna cum soon, love," he says, both of your hot breaths filling the room as he pounds into you.

soon enough, ropes of his cum release into your pussy, filling you with his warmth. you rest your head against his shoulder as you catch your breath, his dick still inside of you. "that was amazing.. i missed that, fuck." you say, blinking slowly.

as you catch your breath, you pull your head from his shoulder and look at him. his slitted eyebrow and piercings make you sigh at his beauty, the tattoos covering his body making him an even better work of art.

"you could have it all back, you know." he points out, looking into your eyes. "what do you say?"

-- fin --

[lalisaswritings]

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[taeem]

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[mykoreanlove]

i am beyond ✨delulu✨ for this man

“Y/N! Baby! Love of my life! Y/N!”

Taemin’s longing calls filled the whole apartment.

It had been a lazy day for both of you; you had not even bothered to leave the bed.

“I’m coming!”, you screamed back, hoping he’d hear you in the other room.

You smiled to yourself as you applied the vanilla-scented lotion all over your body, taking your time to pamper yourself some more. You deeply inhaled the scent and reveled in the feelings it gave you. Safety, comfort, and love, just like Taemin did.

The look in the mirror confirmed it beautifully – you were glowing, radiating with love and happiness like never before.

“Y/N!”

You shook your head laughing and put on a silky robe, making your way over to your bratty boyfriend.

It was dark as the sun had already set but the golden fairy lights he had put up in the whole apartment guided you on your way to him.

Taemin sat on the leather couch, eagerly waiting for you. He wasn’t wearing anything but grey sweats, showing off his upper body deliciously.

His eyes glowed as brightly as the fairy lights as he finally saw you.

“Y/N!”, he smiled happily.

You walked over to him with the biggest smile on your lips, eternally grateful to be loved like that.

Taemin’s eyes didn’t leave you as you walked over to him, quite the opposite actually. He was looking you up and down, gracefully admiring what was his.

You sat down on his lap and brushed away his dark, long hair, exposing his beautiful features even more.

“Why did you call me?”, you whispered innocently.

His hands roamed your body cautiously, treating your delicate skin like marble. Soon after, they landed forcefully on your ass, squeezing, and pulling you closer to him.

“I just missed you too much.”, he answered truthfully.

“We spent the whole day fucking and you still miss me?”, you laughed out loud.

“Technically, it wasn’t the whole day”, he whispered while looking into your eyes deeply. “Let’s make it that though.”

You placed a soft kiss on his plush lips while mumbling.

“You’re insatiable, Lee Taemin.”

Taemin broke the kiss and looked at you, hands at your sides squeezing.

“How could I not be when it’s you, y/n?”

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, once again, you were falling for him.

Your lips crashed onto each other, hungrily longing for more.

Wandering hands, grazing teeth, soft lips, and dirty kisses – Taemin loved you in the same way he performed his music: artistically and eclectically.

You were grinding on him, feeling the hard bulge against your throbbing core.

His hands wandered to the front of your robe, untying the knot, and slipping it off your shoulders.

“That’s a very pretty gown, baby. But it looks better on the floor if you ask me.”

You chuckled as you slid it off entirely, exposing your nude body to him.

His eyes widened once more, admiring every single inch of you. Even though he had seen you naked millions of times, he was still taken aback by it. He never made you feel ordinary or taken for granted, no, he made you feel like a precious gem, like something you would die for.

“I was right. You look way better without it.”, he mused.

He placed a soft kiss on your shoulder.

“Taste so good”, he mumbled against your skin.

He buried his head into your neck and inhaled your scent.

“Smell so good”, he muttered quietly.

Taemin loved praising you, whereas you loved the feeling of being praised. His worship got to your head, turning you into a throbbing mess.

“Taemin”, you whined as you circled your hips once more.

“What is it? Is my baby needy?”

You cried out in frustration, needing him right this instant.

His eyes wandered to his crotch, smirking while doing so. The area was dark grey, proof of how needy you truly were.

He shook his head in fake disapproval and looked at you once more.

“So needy for me, huh? Leaking on my sweatpants like that?”

Your cheeks turned rosy, slightly embarrassed by your actions.

“Adorable”, he muttered under his breath as he saw you get shy and look down.

“You really need me that badly, huh?”

You nodded again. With a swift motion he got up from the couch while still holding you, walking towards the bedroom once more.

“Can’t say no to that, can I?”

[kozume-k]

Writing Commissions Open!!

I do have an archive of our own profile that has two(2) works posted, and some wips in my google docs. I also have a couple of works posted here on my haikyuu blog. (and a wattpad that we dont talk about)

I was kind of contemplating what the prices would be so i think ill do it like this:

head canons and drabbles (anything less than 300 words): $5

scenarios (anywhere between 300-1000 words): $10

full length fics (1000+ words): $15-20, depending on how far i go over 1k words

any extra person will be double payment. so if you want separate head canons for Person A, AND Person B it will be $5 for Person A +$5 for Person B. Any scenarios or full length fics will be written separately, as two separate purchases. payment taken through Cashapp or PayPal only

**I WILL NOT WRITE SMUT/SUGGESTIVE CONTENT FOR UNDERAGED CHARACTERS OR PEOPLE**

things i will write for include the following: (if it is not on this list i will most likely NOT write for it, but if what you want written for isn't listed, ask, just to be sure.)

light gore (like in a horror fic)

slightly suggestive (kissing, a little hands on stuff, nothing too deep)

horror

fluff (very fluffy fluff because I’m a hopeless romantic)

people/characters i will write for:

most nct members

ateez

stray kids

tomorrow by together

baekhyun

kai

taemin

kibum

only certain members from the boyz, since im not a deobi

haikyuu characters from seasons 1-3

bnha characters (sfw only, unless an adult char)

naruto characters (NOT including chars from boruto episodes)

tokyo ghoul main characters + uta, renji, and itori

everything will be written as gender neutral unless stated or requested otherwise

[jmvore]

cater to you | pjm [r2]

‹ previous | next › ↳ SYNOPSIS › Being sexually frustrated seemed to be the story of Jimin's life. So he turned to writing his wants and wishes in a blog he kept online for people to read. He used to be content with that, until he met you. Eventually, he stopped because all the fantasizing in the world never amounted to the real thing. › series masterlist | masterlist | request ‹

» RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › smut, fluff » AU › slice of life » PAIRING(S) › park jimin x f!reader » WORD(S) › 5.2k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › jimin comes home one night stressed out of his mind and you make plans to get him to relax. » REQUESTED? › @luvymin › thank you for requesting lovely ♡ » SMUT WARNING(S) › JIMIN CALLS THE READER MOMMY (so if that's not your cup of tea, don't read), sub!jimin, domme!f!reader, a lot of orgasm denials, loads of teasing, ass play, m! fingering, sensual massage, jimin is in love alright, soft!domme reader, a lot of pet names for Jimin (Petal, Baby, Love, Sweetheart, etc) because you're so in love, okay but eating Jimin's [redacted] while he's in a split position cause that's hot af lol, stressed!jm (poor baby), whiny!jm, worship kink (reader worships the fuck outta Jimin), jimin apologizes like crazy cause he feels so damn bad, & just taking care of Jimin like he deserves. » POST DATE › 11/26/2023 » A/N › It took a minute but it's finally done! Some stuff didn't make it but I got a couple of drabbles I wanna release too so they will get done. Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)! For those who don't know, this is a request series: you can request for this universe. You can read more about it on this story's masterlist.

thank you for reading! & remember: you nice, keep going.❤️› masterlist ‹

The front door opens and slams closed with so much you fear for the picture that line that particular wall. It's startles you but you know it can only be one person.

At least you hope it is.

"Jimin? Honey?" You don't hear an answer, growing worried because shit! What if it's not him? You probably shouldn't give your location to the-

"It's me."

You breath out in relief, trying to calm your beating heart. The squeaking of the wooden can be heard underneath his feet as you know he's headed to the living room. In return, confuses you since he always finds you first.

Something's wrong.

"Petal?" You don't let any of that deter you, wiping your hands on the towel hanging from the oven and turning down the fire to let the food simmer. It doesn't take long for you to find him in the living room, sat on the couch with his head.

"Petal? What's wrong?" You see the bags under his eyes. You've notice he's been overworking himself for the dance studio and coming home late from time to time. Your lips upturn into a frown at the way his body is visibly tired. "Jimin. What's-"

"Nothing! Jesus... C-Can you just give me a second?" The moment those words leave his mouth, he instantly regrets it. Your head cocked to the side in a 'what the fuck' notion, face scrunched in irritation. "Honey..."

No. He doesn't get to call you that. He's angry but he's most definitely not mad at you. He shouldn’t have since you didn’t have anything to do with it. It’s not your fault Taemin quit. Or the fact the parents were getting on the instructors' cases about who will have the lead this year for the Nutcracker showcase. In all honesty, Jimin hates this time of year. It brings out the worst in people. The only good thing is the two and a half weeks he gets to spend with you uninterrupted.

And, of course, seeing his students graduate from his class too but spending time with you takes the cake.

When he peeks over at you, he frowns when your face doesn't show any emotion. Fuck, he didn't mean it.

"Jimin."

"Shit! I'm sorry..."

"What the hell?"

"I-I'm sorry?" It comes out more like a question as Jimin reaches for you to make sure you don't scooch away from him. "I'm just exhausted and angry and-."

"I can see that but that doesn't mean you can take it out on me."

"I know, I know... I just-" Jimin stops because he knows you don't want to hear excuses but he hopes you forgive him. "There's so much going on at the studio that I feel I'm being stretched every which way."

"Baby?"

"I'm sorry..."

"Petal," You coo, scooting closer to pull him right into your lap. He lays his head on your shoulder as your fingers thread through his blonde hair. You can sense the way he tenses, running your hand up and down his back as he finally vents.

“What's on your mind?”

“Nothing and everything?” He whispers, closing his eyes to simply feel. "I don't know if I want to keep doing this."

"Your work?"

He nods, "It’s just with the kids' showcase coming up and the parents being pushier than usually. It's getting to breaking point." Jimin grabs your hand to play with your fingers. "And with Taemin quitting on us was the last thing we needed so now we have to find another instructor."

"Seems everything is hectic right now."

"It is..." Jimin groans and you can't help but feel bad. He needs a break. You can't help but want to take care of him like you promised him you would. You always know what to get him to calm down, regardless of why he's riled up. "I don't know what to do."

"Well, I can't tell you because I don't know anything about what you did I can tell you that you got this." Jimin rolls his eyes but the smile on his face says otherwise. “But, if you don't have to talk about it more you don't have to. You know I'm here whenever you want to, Petal.”

“I know.” He pouts, peeking through one of his eyes to get a glimpse of your reaction and blushing when he see you smirking back. “T-Thank you.”

"You're such a cutie." You mushed together like this for a couple more minutes and cuddling him until he doesn't want to anymore. “Anyway, it's what I'm here for.”

He bites his lip before glancing back at the kitchen to see the pot on the stove. "What were you doing?"

"Well I was cooking you dinner but then you started yelling at me. I'm hurt."

"I said I was sorry," Jimin whines while bowing his head and groaning.

"Uh huh."

He calls your name but you can't help but chuckle.

"It's fine baby." You kiss his forehead before nipping at his earlobe. "But, next time you snap at me like that you're going to be punished."

Jimin's eyes widen. He said he was sorry! How much more does he need to do for you to forgive him?

“Nope, you’re not getting out of this by being cute, Petal.” You grab him by the hand to pull him into the kitchen. Your heart sings at how sweet your baby boy is. “Anyway, c’mon. I made your favorite.”

“Kimchi Jjigae?” 

“Mhm." You turn him toward your shared bedroom and pat him on the bottom to get him to move. "Go take a shower, I'll get our plates ready. We can watch a movie or something."

"Okay!" You something kin to weights being lifted from his shoulders.

As you watch him disappear into the room, the wheels turn inside your head. So many ideas come time mind but you settle on one. One you know he will enjoy and appreciate. You'll put it in motion for your sweet little petal because Lord knows how much he needs.

And how much you want to help.

You can’t wait.

[ 07:43pm | Honey🥰: Hey, I need to talk to you when you get home.

Your text sent Jimin’s mind into a mental gymnastics frenzy. Your relationship has been going well, at least, he thought it was. He doesn't know what it could be. Is it good? Is it bad?

He frowns at that.

Oh god, what if you were finally done with him?! Wait no, that can't be it! Shit, what could you need to talk to him so urgently for?

Fuck…

Here he goes overthinking things! Should he text back and ask? Would that ruin the surprise? What should he do?? S-Should he do anything? HIs breathing grows labored, hyperventilating at the the thought of you leaving him. Is this because he yelled?

God, why is he like this?

His phone buzzes in his hand as he takes a quick glances at it, releasing the breath he was holding.

[ 07:54pm | Honey🥰: and I know you're overthinking this. Stop it, it's nothing bad, love I’ll see you when you get home 😘

"Get it together, Jimin." He can't help but snicker at himself and if anyone else was there they'd think he was insane. It takes everything not to tell you what happened because he already knows what you're going to say.

[ 08:05pm | Okay, I should be home in a little bit. Just closing up.

Jimin checks the time on his watch and noting it's almost nine. He hates that he sent most of everyone home (with the exception of Hoseok and Jungkook). It simply meant the three of them had to finish locking up.

"Jimin!" Hoseok runs up to him, his smile bright as ever as he hands him his checklist. "Anything needs to be done? I'm done with mine."

"No. If you want to head out you can." Jimin shrugs while looking over his own. "I can lock up."

He looks at the rest of the closing list:

☑ Making sure his rooms are cleaned and tidy. ☑ Things that were left behind by the kids are put in the lost and found for the next day. ▫ Relieving the Janitor once he's done cleaning the dance floors. ▫ Lastly, shutting off unimportant lights, locking up.

It’s not that bad. He thinks he can manage.

“It’s okay! I just have to see the janitor out and then I’ll be heading home.”

“Are you sure? We can stay and help.”

“You know it’s not a bother.”

“I’m sure. Go home guys.” Jimin starts to shoo them out of the door. “I’ll be fine. I told he-”

“Yeah, yeah. Give her a hug and tell her I miss her cooking.” Hoseok jokes, grabbing Jungkook by the arm to make him leave as well. “We need to get together again!”

“Okay, okay! I’ll see you guys later.” Jimin chuckles before heading to the back to tell the janitor to leave. Lights off, doors locked and the alarm set, Jimin rushes out to his car to get ready to leave. Of course traffic stops him from getting home at his normal time, telling Siri to dial your number and hearing it ring twice before you answer. Pulling onto the highway, he’s trying his hardest to keep his excitement off the gas pedal. It’s easier said than done until he sees the traffic has come to a slow stop. 

He instantly regrets not going the way he usually does.

“Petal?”

“Hey honey, I’m on my way home!” He says before groaning when he notices the traffic hasn’t moved. Of course when he wants to take the highway, there’s a traffic jam. “But there’s a bit of traffic.”

“It’s okay, love,” You chuckle at how annoyed he sounds, wanting nothing more than to pinch his cute cheeks and tell him it’s okay. “Take your time. I’ll still be here.”

“I know. I know. I just miss you.”

“I miss you too, darling.” He hears a bit of shuffling and he can tell you’re in bed. What he wouldn’t give to be in bed with you right now. “But are you sure that’s the only reason you called?”

“Huh? Yes?” 

“Uh huh. I’m not telling you anything until you get here.” You chuckle, making Jimin smile on his end. Your laugh never fails to brighten his day.

“Damn. You got me.”

It’s then that he glances out beyond where he is and realizes there’s been a car accident. A bad one from the looks of it. 

“Oh there was an accident.”

“Well be safe, Petal. We’ll talk when you get home.” 

“Okay I’ll see you in a little bit.” He hangs up the phone, traffic slowly picking up but still moving at a slow pace. Eventually, he makes it out of the radius of the crash (and hopes everyone involved is okay). He ends up arriving home around nine-forty, pulling into his driveway. He notes your car is in the garage so he leaves his parked outside. 

Jimin's heart is thrums in his chest, unsure of what you have planned but excited at the thought of what it could be. He doesn’t know what you have in store for him but that doesn’t stop him from running to the door with his keys in hand and ready to open the door. He’s confused the moment he shuts the front door and sees the downstairs lights are off. 

You said you were going to be home, so… Where were you?

“Honey?” He calls out your name with no answer in return. He tosses his keys and wallet in the basket next to the front door and sets his shoes on the rack. The soft hum of the air conditioner can be heard and the little creaks of the house but he doesn’t hear you. “Where is she?”

Jimin feels his phone buzz, noting you must have texted him earlier when he was getting out of the car. That’s why he didn’t feel it.

[ 09:32pm | Honey🥰: Come upstairs when you get home.

He stuffs his phone into his back pocket and heads upstairs when he sees the candles lining their way from the top of the stairs to your shared bedroom. He bites back the smile, realizing he was really panicking for no reason. Holding your arms open, he runs into your arms with hesitation as you amused at his reaction.

“Surprise Darling!” You grin as he’s vibrating with excitement and also confusion. 

“Is this-”

“Mhm and It’s all for you. I know how stressed you’ve been and I wanted to do something to help you relax.” You, noticing the way his eyes twinkle with adoration. You want to keep that look in his eyes for as long as you remain together. 

“I don’t know what to say.” Jimin throws himself into your arms again, this time his plush lips connect with yours over and over as you giggle into it.

“Petal-”

“No.” Jimin's eyes meet yours as you see his bottom lip begin to wobble, a small pout on his lips. You can see tears beginning to form in his eyes and you can’t help but comfort your baby. You know why he’s so emotional when you do things like this but it still hurts to see. “T-thank you for taking care of me.”

Your smile fades the longer you hold him in your arms as you don’t move, knowing he needs this more than he leads on. To be secure, comforted and not ridiculed. You kiss the tear from his cheek before wiping it away with your thumb.

“I told you I would. You don’t have to thank me for that.” As you hold his jaw, you bring his face closer, your lips so close all he has to do is lean forward to taste you but you don’t give him the luxury again. Not yet. You have a point to make. “You deserve all of this and more, beautiful. And remember what I said?”

“Whoever made me feel less than doesn’t deserve me.”

You hum and note the way he melts into your arms, body so close to becoming boneless. He continues to take in your words as truth because he knows they are. He’s glad he found you when he did and he’s glad he took a chance that night when you spoke to him at the club. He’s never felt this genuine with anyone he’s been with before. 

He doesn’t know where he would be if he hadn’t cast his doubts aside.

“Aish…” Jimin rolls eyes as his head falls back. “I’m sorry for messing up the mood.”

“The mood is whatever you want to make it. There’s no rules.”

Jimin nods, taking in his surroundings as he steps away to truly look around the room. The rose petals leading from the top of the stairs to your shared bed and the way the dim candles are lit and lighting the room. Jimin can’t wait to see what you’re going to do.

“Now it’s time for you to relax and let me cater to you, Pretty.” You hold your hand out for him to take and when he grabs it, you tug him into your chest. His breath hitches and his eyes widen the moment as he swallows. Whenever you take control, it always makes his heart skip a beat but he wouldn’t trade it for anything else. “I wanna take care of you tonight.”

He looks at you before noticing a bottle of oil next to the bed. The apple of his cheeks turning red as you can feel his dick chub up in his jeans. 

“A massage?”

You hum, twirling your fingers for him to turn around and patting him on the butt to force him to move.

“Yes. Now, go shower.” Your tone is playful but stern and he knows you have something more in store aside from the initial plan. 

“O-Okay.”

“Ah, ah. Yes, what?”

“Y-Yes Mommy!” He squeals, practically skipping toward the bathroom before shutting the door. You light a couple of more candles in his absence and grab a couple of towels to lay on the bed. You want him to feel good but don’t want to worry about cleaning the bed sheets later. Plus that oil is a little too runny, you make a mental note to get a different brand. 

It doesn’t take much longer for Jimin to emerge from the bathroom. His hair is wet and dripping as the water cascades down his toned body. You were always amazed at how beautiful he is as a whole but his toned body is on a whole ‘nother level. You’re dying to rip the towel from his body and give him exactly what he needs to release the unwanted tension throughout it but that is going to have to wait.

For now.

“You’re staring,” Jimin states playfully. “Like what you see?” 

He undid the towel around his waist and let it drop to the floor as he watched you run your tongue over your top lip. He shifts on his feet, the butterflies doing work to his stomach. 

God, you make him feel so wanted.

“You know I do,” You chuckle, taking in just how hard he is (cock so red you can’t help but want to kneel down and blow him). The things you want to do to him right now are so surreal but, atlas, he needs the tension released from his body.

Focus.

You gesture for him to lie down on the bed. He makes a show of it, crawling slowly to give you a full view of his ass. 

“You’re really trying to rile me up, aren’t you, Pretty?”

“Maybe?” He winks over his shoulder before laying down on the towel and wiggling a little to get comfortable. 

“Tease.”

“But I’m your sweet little tease.” He grins, folding his arms and resting his head on top of them. He wiggles a little more to get comfortable. Well, as comfortable as he can get with how hard he is. You can see him rut against the bed as you slap his firm ass, hearing him let off a soft groan. 

“Be still.” It’s your turn to strip down to nothing, your lingerie thrown on the floor (long forgotten). You grab the lemon-scented massage oil from the bedside table and climb into bed, weight on the back of his legs just below his ass. You’re careful to make sure you don’t hurt him. 

“Remember. Relax.” 

“It’s kind of hard when I can feel you’re naked on top of me.”

“Would you have it any other way?”

He shakes his head but hisses the moment you apply pressure into the middle of his back. Your hands travel up to his shoulders and back down his back. Jimin’s hyper aware of how wet you are, he can feel it and holy shit, he wants to be buried inside of you. He wonders… Was this turning you on as much as it was for him?However, this massage feels way too good to have you stop now. He didn’t realize how pent up he was now that you’re doing your best to loosen up those muscles. 

It doesn't go unappreciated. 

“How does that feel, Petal?” A soft chill travels through his body the moment you begin walking your fingers down his back again. You’re no doubt tracing the various moon eclipses in the center of it and he can’t say he doesn’t like it… Because he does. You worship every single part of his body like he was made for you to praise and he can’t help but love every part of it.

You conditioned him this way but he’s glad.

“Sweets?”

“Hm?” 

“Did you hear me?”

“Oh no…” Jimin twists slightly to get a good look at you and he wishes he hadn’t. “Fuck…” You look so hot on top of him (even if it’s the wrong way). He can see your nipples hardened from rubbing your breast against his back and probably the cold air. You always look so sexy when you’re concentrating and right now is no different.

Feeling eyes on you, you glance to meet Jimins and smirk, knowing what that glint in his eyes mean.

“Nope. I’m not done, lay back down sweetheart.” 

Jimin whines, wanting to get you to touch him down there but it’s not working. You’re too determined to finish this. You make sure to get the rest of his back, knowing how much he twists and turns while dancing. He mostly complains about it anyway so you know it’s one of the places that needs to be worked out.

“Still with me?” 

He moans, “Y-Yeah, can you go deeper?” as you slide your palm near the trapezius.

You hum, “Of course. You’re so tense.”

“I know…” Jimin sighs, knowing he’s so fucking turned on. It’s starting to hurt a little since he’s laying on it. “M-Mommy…”

“Yeah?”

“Hurts?”

“Hm?” You scoot further back on his legs to be able to lean down and cup his ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. It’s when you push your fist into the muscle and then knead into it that has Jimin practically crying for release. He moans your name, gripping the sheets on the side of him and pushes back against your hand with a soft whimper. 

“It hurts so good.” You want to ruin him right here, right now. You want to make sure that he can’t walk for a couple of days, stumbling around asking (or rather whining) for your help because ‘you did this to him’.  

You also want him to be able to unwind. Be free of thoughts and responsibilities. To simply feel the world around him. 

Although, the latter is currently living rent-free in your mind.

The scent of the oil sends Jimin's senses into overdrive as it finally fills the room. When you hit a certain pressure point in the back of his calf, he hisses while reaching for a pillow to hold.

“Tell me if it hurts, baby.”

“I will, mommy.” 

Fuck he needed this. You’re so good to him.

You hum, giving his ass a soft smack and hearing him groan.

“You know what I think, Petal?” You ask as Jimin's breath hitches the moment you start kneading his ass. “I should spank you for your outburst the other day.” You smack his ass again before pressing your hand into his lower back, leaning close to his ear. “I should fuck this pretty little hole until you're begging me to stop. Make you cum over and over again from just my cock but you would love that wouldn’t you, baby?”

“N-No. Punish me.”

“Oh? You wouldn't?” You chuckle, finally pulling his cheeks apart to the small Emerald peeking out of his hole. “Is that why this is here?”

“No! No… I-I just wanted to be prepared.”

“Of course, my love.” You tap the little gem before finally pulling it out and pushing it back in. You quickly up the speed and with how hard he is and all your teasing, he doesn't know if he will last much longer. “But I don't think you deserve this… at least, not yet.” You abruptly stop as he begs you to keep going. You pretend to ignore him. You slowly stand up, admiring the way his hole gapes open with the little green gem sitting pretty. 

He knows you’re going to make him work for it. He doesn’t mind doing it but it’s so pent up, he doesn’t know if he’ll be able to withstand it. You, however, are enjoying the show as you take a step back to gaze at him. An impish smile spreads across your face. You have something planned.

“Do you think you deserve it?” You ask, your voice soft but enticing. He nods, his eyes wide with anticipation. 

“I said I was sorry…” 

“I know you are and that’s the only reason I’m not.” 

 “P-Please…” He whines as he tries to rut against the bed but another quick slap on the ass stops him.

“Impatient.” With the click of your tongue, you remove the gem from his ass to watch him try to clench around nothing. “Get on all fours.” 

“Yes Mommy.” He’s quick to obey as you reach around his frame to begin to stroke his cock. Running your fingers over his sensitive skin, he moans in pleasure. His eyes were lidding with excitement. You cup his balls in your hand, to massage them before more back to his ass. 

“You want this, baby?” He can feel you thrusting against him and he so wishes you had your strap on right now. He needs it but whatever else you have planned he’ll take that too.

“Yes!” You rub your index against his hole in a circular motion. He moans softly, his body trembling with anticipation. You tilt forward to begin kissing up his back and once you reach his shoulder blades, he knows he’s a goner. 

“If you can cum for me, you can have it.” You reach up to caress his cheek as his body vibrates with pleasure. His heart is pounding against his chest the moment your lips brush against his. "Now be a good boy and turn over for me baby." You step back and smirk, knowing you're about to give him what he really wants. “I wanna see your pretty face.” 

It’s not so much as a request but more of a demand and Jimin does exactly what he’s told. You notice the moment he does that his cock looks like it’s about to burst from being neglected. The way it curves against his stomach makes you want to put it right in your mouth but you know the moment you do, he’s going to cum. 

And you don’t want him to. Not yet.

You nibble your bottom lip to try not to give off how much this affects you but your mouth is watering at the sight. 

“So pretty.”

“For you.”

“All for me?” He profusely nods as he writhes in your grasp, you feel up his stomach. He’s falling into that headspace but he’s okay with it because he knows you’ll take care of him when he does. You always do. “I hope so. Ready?”

“Y-Yes. Please.” Jimin whimpers, puppy eyes staring right into yours. “T-Touch me, please. I’ve been good. I w-waited.”

“Oh baby,” You coo, tracing the pre-cum on the tip of his cock as it jumps from the feathery touches. Another whine erupts from his throat as he arches his back, desperate to feel your lips or pussy wrapped around his cock.

You know he's growing desperate but you also know the pleasure he'll feel in the seconds to come will be out of this world with all the times you've denied his orgasm. You take a mental picture of him on his back with his legs pressed to his chest for your memory bank, savoring the moment. 

Locked up safe and tight.

“I want you…” Jimin sighs, head falling back into the bed. The oil makes his body glisten, accenting the pre-cum drooling from his cock. You lick your palm and take hold of his cock as you slowly stroke it again. This time you swipe your tongue over the tip before closing your mouth over it and sucking it. “You're gonna make me cum.”

“Oh?” You suck a little harder and by the gods, Jimin is right fucking there just a couple of more sucks and you'll have his cum all down your throat but, alas, you stop again and Jimin feels like he's about to go insane.

“Turn over,” You tell him, hearing him whine louder because why? Why did you stop? Why were you doing this to him? Is it because he yelled at you? God… “Ah, ah.”

“Mommy, I-” You raise a brow and honestly, Jimin knows not to say much of anything else unless he wants you to walk out and leave him with the Blues balls he's ever had. Everything hurts at this point but it hurts so fucking good.

“Turn over.”

Once he's in the position, you smack his already red ass another smack to watch it jiggle from the force. That's when an idea comes to mind. You've seen Jimim dance, you know how flexible your king is and you want to see how long he can hold a position. 

“I want you to do the splits, baby.”

Jimin’s eyes widened at the request. He can do it. Hell, he can do the side splits and the front but he's never done it for sexual gain. Will that feel good?

“Do you wanna cum?” Jimin peeks back with pleading eyes, hoping it'll get you to let him but all he gets is a chuckle in return. “Do you?”

“Y-Yes.” 

“Splits.”

Jimin nods, positioning himself into side splits and scooting back to the edge of the bed per your request. It feels weird, to say the least. His muscles are sort of strained but with years of ballet under his belt, he can handle it. You press his upper body into the mattress, lifting his bottom to make his cock and balls hang off the side of the bed. That way it's not hurting him and making it easier for you to play with. 

“Fuck, I love your ass baby.”

Jimin whimpers and wiggles to try and entice you to start. His cock salivating all over the side of the bed sheets. 

“I want you loud, Petal. I wanna hear how good I'm making you feel. Understand me?”

“Yes!” You smack his ass one more time before taking the right cheek and kneading it. “Fuck yes…” He moans, heading falling into the mattress with a gasp once your tongue is swirling around his pretty little hole. “Please fuck my hole. It's yours Mommy. It'll always be yours.”

“Yeah?” You spit into it before delving back in, your other wrapping around his cock to stroke. “You want me to stretch you baby? You want me to fuck you so good you'll still feel it in the morning?”

“Yes! Yes!”

You can feel the sheets tightened because of his grip on the bed sheets. His breathing grows withered and scarce. He jolts the moment you nip at his right cheek and instantly moves to the left and back. 

“Your ass is so fucking amazing, baby.” You trace your finger around his rim before sinking it in. His hole flutters around it, he's so warm and wet and you wanna put your strap on and fuck him to oblivion but he's going dumb with just your tongue and fingers. “I’m gonna fuck you dumb, baby boy. Make you want me so bad.”

You push your finger deeper as he mutters to no but himself, his body trembling with pleasure. You start off slow, hooking your finger to find that spot that you know will drive him wild. 

“I love how wet you are for me already, baby.” Jimin slightly arches his back and pushes his hips up against you. You smirk at how needy he is now, reaching for a pillow to place underneath his stomach to make him arch a little better. 

“Look at you taking my finger so well. It sucks me right in, baby. I wonder if you're ready for my-”

“I am, please!” He whines, pushing his ass back as he hears you chuckle.

“Eager aren't we?”

“Yes. Please!” Jimin’s full on sobbing now and rutting against the pillow. You know the friction it's causing will be enough to make him cum and you think you’ve played with him enough. “I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me, please!”

“Oh I plan to, but first…” You lean forward and immediately start flicking your tongue against his rim. 

before running it down to his balls to the tip of his cock and giving it a light suck.

“Fuck Yes…” Jimin whimpers, “Your tongue is so good. You feel good.”

“Mhm…”

Jimin reaches behind him to try and shove your head into him and try to keep you there. He much rather have you laying on top of him and fucking his tight ass open but he’s so into his pleasure that he can’t seem to reach you like he wants to. He moans louder and louder as you keep licking and sucking his asshole. 

He pushes his ass toward you just to feel more of you. Your hands, your tongue, your body heat- he’s surrounded by you and he knows he can trust you. You make him feel so safe and secure. 

He’s so close to the edge and he wants you to take him over. Your hands gripping his thighs tighter and at this point, he is straight grinding on your face as you tongue his pretty hole. You’re switching between fucking him with your tongue and fingers and his pleasure is at it’s peak. He can feel it simmering in his stomach, wanting it to snap because he needs this. 

He needs you to keep going. 

He feels your body move against his and his heart races as you take him deeper. He’s never felt this pleasure before and he knows he’s going to cum soon. He moans in pleasure as he feels your tongue exploring him, his breathing becoming ragged as he feels you teasing him. 

He wants you to fuck him. So. Fucking. Bad. 

“Please...” His strength is ebbing away, and he can't keep up the momentum. He wants to cum so bad but he wants to feel full.

“You’re so pretty when you beg, petal.” A chuckle escapes your lips. He surrenders completely and lets you take him as far as you want. He feels so relaxed and open with you and he knows he can trust you. He lets you take control and he lets you bring him pleasure. “Ready?”

“Cum… ‘Wan cum…”

At first, you were simply grazing his prostate and barely touching it but now, you’re fucking him so good that he’s starting to mumble incoherently. He’s tensing and then untensing before gripping the sheets so hard, you knew his knuckles were turning white. His moans grow so much louder as his breathing is becoming labored. 

He’s oh so hot and god, you want to ruin him some more.

You add a third and this point, you’re thrusting in and out as his pretty hole sucks your fingers right in. He can’t control the sounds he makes each time you so much as graze (let alone touching) against his prostate and he knows he’s about to cum so hard. He needs this, his mind and body stressed to the point that he can’t even relax on his own but that’s why he’s happy you’re here.

You always know what he needs.

“I’m about to cum!” He buries his face further into the bed and you know his face is beet red from how much he begins wiggling to reach his high. You lean over and whisper in his ear, "Cum for me, baby." 

He lets out a loud moan as his body shudders and he cums all over himself. 

“Ah! Ah! AH!” He yells the moment he finally cums, he keeps rutting into the bed to keep his orgasm going as you begin to slow down since you know he’s hypersensitive right now. “So good. So good. I’m good. Good.” He whines and you know he is falling into his space. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!”

“Petal?” You immediately climb into the bed to lay on top of you, knowing he needs the comfort of knowing someone is with him. You rub circles into his back, let him know that he's not alone and that you're here. You'll always be here. You’re pleased and content in the knowledge that you made him feel this good.

“I'm sorry…” The way he cries does nothing but break your heart because you know it's coming from a place that he hasn't tapped into since he left his last relationship.

“Why honey?” You ask, your smile turns into a frown when his eyes meet yours but they're widened with fear. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I-” He tried to explain but the moment you shake your head, he stops. 

“Honey, don't ever apologize for something that you don't have control over.” You reach forward to caress his cheek, noticing how blotchy with red they've become since his episode. “I told you I would take care of you and I meant that.”

Jimin hums, eyes in a complete daze as he leans into your touch to rub his face into your hand.

“I'm sorry…” You smile, kissing his forehead as well to say it's okay. You hate the damage his ex’s has done to him but you're determined to reverse it because Jimin deserves everything and more. He deserves to be loved and cared for. Not ridiculed because of what he’s into.

“It's okay, Petal.” He rests his head in your breast and you know sleep is finally taking over his form. He needs the rest and you don't bother him while he does.

With his arms wrapped around your waist and his breathing finally evening out. You can say he's satisfied and stress-free right now. 

Maybe you should run him a bath when he wakes up. 

Yeah, you think you’ll do that. You smile to yourself and stroke his hair, he looks so peaceful and content.

You kiss his forehead, silently wishing him a peaceful night.

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i've never seen a single episode of euphoria... i have a hard time committing to tv shows ksjhd. i've been considering watching it for a while but i probably wouldn't end up finishing it. and yes jeno drabble!!!! i'm gonna be finishing it up and posting it soon because if i don't stop now it'll end up becoming 15 chapters with its whole spinoff fic... it's not even that long but i'm so obsessed with street-racer!jeno that i just Can't Stop.

did you post about this fic idea before?? because i wanna say i somewhat remember hearing something about this. if not then maybe i'm just making shit up but i love this idea. SMOKE BUDDY HAECHAN!!!! i don't even smoke but he seems like so much fun to smoke with. if i smoked i'd definitely share a bowl with him. i know how you like writing high smut so i think that'd be super cool. the whole story of their relationship just sounds interesting. AND THE LIGHTING AND SCENERY!!!! YES!!!! i remember us discussing colors in lighting and talking about scenery and contrasts and whatever!! this sounds so cool i'd definitely hype this shit up forever

euphoria isn't for everyone so i totally get it. i personally have a great deal of affinity for the show, especially from a cinematic and aesthetic standpoint. i could literally cry tears of joy from how that show looks, especially in season one. honestly if you don't wanna commit to the show, just look up scenes on youtube and enjoy the aesthetics they're GORGEOUS. ugh i could talk about it forever.

but street racer!jeno? 👀 anytime i think street racer anyone in dream, i just think ridin' and i'm instantly on board. i feel you on that i can't count the number of things i wrote or drafted and it just expanded far beyond my control. shoutout to the COMPLICATED ASS incubus!taemin idea i had where, left unsupervised with the idea for 30 minutes, turned into something that can be read forwards, backwards, in different parts, and in so many different ways and something can still come from it. on some shit i need to be stopped.

yknow honestly, knowing me, i probably did talk about it before, but probably didn't get into the specifics about lighting. i know i can always count on you to discuss lighting and i really appreciate that. i fully intended to write it a while back. i already drafted the "to lovers" part bc ofc course i did that's my favorite part of any fwb story i can't help it. i also can't help my affinity for smoking weed in fics. i don't even smoke that often anymore, but i did from time to time in college and smoke with my boyfriend sometimes, and it just unlocks a whole new level of sensations and, writing wise, a whole new level of inspiration. that's one form of repetition i usually won't get tired of gimme all the stoner fics please.

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♣︎  IDOL x READER :: multifandom kissing drabbles (18+)

+++ FEATURED › baekhyun, chungha, hyunjin, jimin, jongin, kyungsoo, lisa, taemin, yoongi

↳ ♡ NOTE ♡ a pick-a-boy/gal scenario with some of k-pop’s most notorious kissable lips like oh my goodness 💋 choose your fave(s), have fun reading!

❝ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 + tags ⚠️ established relationship au, brief smut bits, prince kink, sloppy kisses, fem!reader, u can pick wlw or m/f or both hehe ♥︎, light dom/sub undertones, threesome mention, oral (f receiving)

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masterlist | read it on ao3 ❣️

➷ [ b a e k h y u n ⇁ So I heard you like the wild ones? Hot and sloppy is the word. Once Baekhyun is in the mood for flirts and pining, it’s easy to sign up for: Just bring a towel for the drool. Being a messy, casual kisser is Baekhyun’s instantly recognizable signature. One hand at the back of your neck or two around your head, including the ears. So you don’t get overwhelmed by the lewd noises right away, he’s a respectful man alright. The breathing erratic, him half-talking, half-groaning, and dedicating himself to your super-sensitive freakin’ neck as well because Baekhyun said let’s test your nervous system! Keep those neurons firing baby, he’s too busy to care. Baekhyun pays no mind to possibly overdoing it because it’s a rule you can’t have enough neck kisses so that’s that. He’s just gonna shower you with that since reckless abandon is absolutely the theme here. Pure chaos at the tip of one tongue. Baekhyun, naughty as they come, has made it his favorite pastime to practice on a popsicle abnormally often. Y’know, with the angles and the way he rotates his tongue, down to perfect his puckering. Just a regular hobby for someone to have, nothing to see here. But really, it’s admirable how he treats romantic abilities with the same drive as his singing. He sees those ice cream shenanigans as both a useful exercise and teasing technique in one go in case you’re watching.

Already an oral expert, and we’re talking vocal lessons here just to be sure, your man has it in him genetically by default most likely. God has favorites. He gave way too much tongue and lip talents to this young man, hoping he wouldn’t go overboard with it. And yet he did. Idea: great. Execution: Backfired. Who on earth can keep up with Byun Baekhyun’s rowdy mouth. You need to step your game up and make Suho proud, okay. It needs the top of all tops, the one dom to rule them all, the one to whip this guy into some real shape. Best with some muscle power, Baekhyun is barely tamed with just controlling his hands or neck. You gotta lie down on his whole body and have your way with his talker mouth. Acts like he isn’t easy to shock, but being hands-on with him brings out his usual reaction king. What makes his eyes go the widest when you bite him all over. Then, he caves. Despite being the most energetic guy on this list, Baekhyun is not the rawest: That’s Taemin still. Rather, he’s the type to really enjoy soft cheek kisses all the way. In typical fashion, that’s his forte area. Very soft with high cheekbones, the perfect place to kiss him all the time followed by the forehead.

➷ [ c h u n g h a ⇁ The perfect mix of a cute and cool girlfriend, and that’s exactly what her heavenly kisses feel like. Sweet and aloof at the same time. Chungha’s signature makeup is immaculate and so is her face, it’s a bit intimidating to be this close to her perfection at first. As for now, you really don’t want to ruin her carefully applied lipstick or mess with the foundation on her cheeks. But once the two of you are face to face in the bathtub with cheeks heated and the hair wetted down, no makeup on (oh, how cute does she look) and the lights down low — it’s arguably easier to lean in. Candlelight does work wonders for human tenderness and confidence coming together. It won’t take long for the makeout to become lush and hotter, very slow the way she likes it best, with hands roaming on hips, shifting on the tub floor, the shoulders getting a little cold after a while. So you dip down again together with only your heads peeking out, laying there nose tip to nose tip. Chungha is all smiley throughout. You love her charisma. She really tastes like cherry, too.

It doesn’t need much tongue for the two of you, though. You keep it lip on lip for the most part, it’s so stimulating. She makes you feel so good and cozy. Chungha loves to talk it out this way, and it’s her favorite idea of relaxing as a couple. The autumn months and wintertime really is the best to huddle together like that inside and outside that lovely foam bath. Chungha’s natural blush always comes out when you kiss together (suits her already phenomenal cheekbones very well by the way), and you’re equally flustered with her chest against yours. Everything about her soft and mesmerizing moon face is kissable, forehead to temples to eyelids. Her arms, too, for good measure. That girl is just to swoon for, and you’d be damned if you didn’t want to baby her a little because she’s precious beyond everything, she’s your kitten, the apple of your eye, the sweetest honeypot. What about… feeding her some strawberries. What starts innocent will likely end up with you bickering about some really perverted ideas. If you’re not careful with the flirting, she’ll yell girl I will not hesitate and go down on you in a solid minute. So of course you’re not careful. Duh. She got this ponytail to hold for a reason.  

➷ [ h y u n j i n ⇁ Totally not the best bottom’s lip ever. Pardon: I meant bottom lip. This unmistakably loud and whiny brat specimen that seems to gatekeep way too much handsomeness for his own good sure likes to get going in the after work glow. Or even more steamily: At solo dance practice. Um — you’re conveniently dropping by to check out what he’s doing. He’s doing all kinds of stunts and contortions, he’s moving like a fierce goddess glamazon, what’s not to love. Stray Kids’ bonkers choreographies really bring out his sex appeal in broad daylight. In other words: Hyunjin is just very inviting. It doesn’t stop at how pretty he is. The closer you come, the face turns out to be only one focal point among a dozen. Like Kai, it’s the whole package of rare, non-awkward tallness that really sets a sultry tone. I mention it because it really makes a difference when you kiss chest to chest, his arms feel very nice to be in and the shoulders are a perfect spot to rest your chin during hugs. Hyunjin is a famously emotional creature, he might often cry from relief when you embrace. You get your legs tangled, you fool around in between playing tag, you lie down right on top of him, you’re glued to one another.

Talk about glue: You frequently get to kiss the dark red lipstick and plenty of gloss off his face. Takes the whole thing to a new level of naughty since his stylists don’t shy away from bold color. Typical case for wet wipes alert. Then again: His kissing style is very classic and very puppy love. Hyunjin is not a technician seeking to be as acute as possible, he’s more about the zeal and a whole bunch of PDA. Things don’t have to be expert and complicated, you just enjoy yourselves however you please. Chemistry and being sweaty is enough to do the trick. With him, feeling is feeling, no need to tweak the body’s expression of it. That’s what you appreciate about him: The idea of being less filtered, less repressed. However you want to kiss him, he’s down, he sees where you’re coming from. Things coming naturally is Hyunjin’s kissing philosophy, and oh boy is he a hormone trigger on two legs so don’t worry about that. And this one goes out to all my poly people: Imagine the possibility of Felix joining. The cuddlebug and fellow lip legend. If that’s not the horniest constellation ever with you in the eye of the storm, I don’t know.

➷ [ j i m i n ⇁ Generally kissy, resident cotton candy hair prince Jimin is hardly ever lacking the motivation. Like he wants to get peppered from dusk ‘til dawn, full-fledged cuddling included — keep the head pats coming, and the soft Rennaissance painting-like hand-holding as well. And if that’s ever not the case, he opts for kisses anyway, it sets the mood to begin with. Advanced Jimin lover logic: He got the hacks and reverse psychology down, or however you call it when you smile for 5 minutes to trick your body into thinking you’re all jolly, so you start to feel like that. Hormone magic if you will, and he got it down. The common comparison to love god Cupid is more than accurate here. You can pretty much smooch each other on loop without falling out of it. Loves to sit on your lap, god he’s so cute and dandy in those sweaters he always wears. Looking all dapper with the perfect blonde hair in that signature middle part, or the messy strands, both is the cherry on top.

Becomes impossibly lethal when wet. Out of the shower, out of a pool, I mean. That slicked-back hair and the hooded gaze, that’s just absolutely killer as foreplay. Knows how to tease right, move his body right. Wants his hands guided, still, and loves those little fragmented praise showers between steamy makeouts. It’s actually more innocent than your friends and the other BTS members would think. Mochi loves the teasing, and he might want to impress you with some devilish tongue dips in a sizzling night, but for the most part? Romance is king here. The two of you wrapped into a blanket eating a bit of warm pudding, then sharing some slow and chaste lip traces… heavenly. It’s that Singularity feeling. Jimin truly is a love magician, making it very soft, very special, always asking what you’re comfortable with, and being able to intuit that anyway. Jimin reads your every wish off your lips in every sense of the word. And we know that Jimin’s lovely pink pout is the best and the most gorgeous in the game. So what are you waiting for? Clearly it’s free mochi estate.

➷ [ j o n g i n ⇁ He’s leaning in without restraint after the initial shyness and the nose against nose stage, he’s feeling himself, but you’re already well aware. That’s a life philosophy in his household, after all. I don’t have to tell you that he has all the right moves and all the right faces. An excellent dancer simply has that repertoire, he practices nothing else all day. Excellent lover on the beat, an even better lover on your bed. Exactly that all-or-nothing mentality will always apply to one of his most favorite things to do. Full-body makeout king with the best lips ever, Jesus Christ, and god, what that jaw can do. He really puts it to good use. Going all in, Mister Kim, are we. Keeps it all very private with good reason. No kissing in public, ever. Princely Kai is far too erotic to show himself for someone else’s eyes right in the act. People would drop like flies seeing him go off with the deep French. His seduction techniques are all risque and all yours to witness. Master of grinding and winding while you get steamy. The whole body talks, and sways you right with him. Your legs around his torso, him whispering the most provocative things to you to make you all horny, now we’re talking.

He’s a big boy, 6 feet of sex bomb goodness, you can cling to all of this while he’s really dishing it on for you. Extremely rhythmic, extremely plump, extremely moany, but who’s surprised. Prefers to alternate between two sets of lips, he’s digging in, he’s not satisfied with less. Oh yeah. And his technique is pretty solid. You always know what to expect. It’s not cookie-cutter business, Kai is innately too creative for that, but let’s call it stable. Stamina in general. Won’t pop a boner all too fast, that needs extra palm action from your side. And then, surprisingly, he’s left stunned very easily when you go a little harder with the suction. Definitely enjoys if you know precisely what you’re doing. Taker more than a giver, that’s his definition of a great kissing partner. You’d expect it to be the other way around, but he’s all stoked for a lush and strong reply to his own tongue working its spiralling miracles. Kai being very vanilla and you leading the way is not uncommon and very appreciated. Whether it’s morning kisses, movie evening couch kisses, kisses at the subway, kisses after getting the groceries in the car, the story goes on.

➷ [ k y u n g s o o ⇁ Legendary stoic-turned-romantic he is, Soo has simply taken his experience from drama kissing scenes to heart. He analyzed it all and even felt his face feel hot at the very thought. What works for him, for her most likely, he takes that case by case mind you, and how it all comes together. Innuendo intended, he absolutely wants to kiss you to your climax and make it even better like that, but we digress. Pragmatism. When you film for TV, you do those kiss scene takes a hundred times. Until you get it right. He does have that kind of mentality already, paired with being unfairly talented. Other men in a radius of 1000 miles can only be pitied, Kyungsoo kills the desperate competition just by the simple act of existing. And he’s ironically not even intending to compete. It’s just that his skills are so glaringly good and proper. His chin angles are absolutely clinical. The softness of his lips, a phenomenon, you could tell it apart among a million kisses. The way his hands are placed at your nape of chin, not one inch off — always where they are supposed to be, and most comforting to you.

Yeah, this is healing time in and of itself. What a treat of a man. He doesn’t even have to try. Envy will surround you like moths to the flame, get ready for it. Everybody wants to call a Kyungsoo-level kisser their sweetheart. Who can say of themselves that they can hug and smooch their lil’ egghead chef in the kitchen at any time she pleases without getting told off? Lucky, lucky you. Free food to taste before it’s even ready included. The only rule is, don’t distract him when the water is about to boil over. But he has an eye on that anyway. If you’re surrounded by EXO for a decade, you learn how to multitask and troubleshoot imminent chaos. Anyway. Domestic dream husband Kyungsoo is absolutely in his element here. His whole body knows how to revere you, to give you what you want and need. The kisses are the perfect expression of that. You’d not think he’s the type for tongue, but he got that one down like a motherfucker, too. This dude knows how it’s all done, he puts all devotion he has in every single skin contact. A formidable match. If his kissing game is that refined already, imagine how much of a grenade in bed he is.

➷ [ l a l i s a ⇁ Time to lift her mystery bangs to reveal the sacred place: Lisa’s forehead which is your most treasured spot to pepper with plenty o’kisses. You love to praise her this way, if you have time all you can think about is playing with her hair for hours. When it’s straightened, it’s got that silky texture you love to trace all the way down, and when it’s wavy, you curl up the ends and kiss her elegant neck. Oh lord, the butterflies of it all. Lisa is giggling all the way through. You really managed to make this queen so shy and in love like a preschooler. Just some hours earlier she was gyrating on stage like a goddamn pro, now she’s all curled up with you. And that’s not to say her legendary sexiness just disappeared. Oh no. Those long legs betray her. Maybe they could use some kisses as well? Who knew. Lisa is actually pretty ticklish there and has to stop you from making her laugh a little too much. You pinch her cheeks and insist you’ll do it again once she has her thigh-high boots on. Not to get all full-blown kinky. Just to worship her a little and give those shins the attention they deserve.

Let me tell you, it’s all too easy to get enthusiastic about her. Those legs are only the beginning. Lisa’s doe eyes and soft lips entrance you like crazy. When she bats her lashes and smiles, your heart fucking explodes. How does dating the cutest tease ever feel like? Everyone’s jealous of you stealing her heart, bask in it. You can fangirl, too, she won’t kiss and tell. Although the way she acts will give it all away when people ask if she’s seeing someone, but that’s another story. In any case: Lisa is great to kiss, and there’s so much cackling and jokes involved. You can dance and dine together all evening, twirl each other on the carpet, kiss like in the movies, hug for minutes, slurp spaghettis, sit on each other’s laps. Miss Manoban is not above taking it to a new level a bit later, though. She’s still hungry for somethin’ else, my dear. Sit on her face and let her do the work. A bit of grinding is all it needs. Lisa loves to indulge you properly, she’s a real lip kissing expert in every literal sense of the word.

➷ [ t a e m i n ⇁ Nervous because it’s impossibly crucial to him. Kissing means a lot because he considers it the highest form of day-to-day affection. Taemin really builds those stakes up in his mind. How good he is, how he comes across, if she can handle him, if she accepts him. What kind of feedback he might expect. It’s almost like he approaches an exam, Taemin is that tense and overtly focused on his delivery like it’s a package arriving. He might be the biggest lip-on-lip enthusiast on this list, if not the most obsessive  and out-of-control. The more invested you are in something, the more you desire and wish for mutuality, the more self-conscious you can get sometimes. Who’s he to blame, he’s fucking Taemin. Can’t wait to show off. Not just a little bit, but a lot, as a treat. He’s a born loverboy, he’s intense, he loves to demonstrate how well he flirts and pleases. He likes to be the tempter in flesh, with the shits and giggles, but meaning serious business regardless. You already know this is all up to him. Just lean back on a nice armchair and watch him go, stripping show included. You’ll never have to worry about the seduction part because it’s Taemin who really draws you in. No effort, no awkward, no problem.

Explosively horny at full throttle, there’s no upper limit to his way of being passionate. Some furniture is bound to get broken unintentionally with his level of clumsiness mixing into that high energy. Once unleashed, Taemin goes all out and probably even chokes himself while kissing. If work of something else separates you, he gives his own arm and thigh a hickey fest to remember, pretending it’s you. This bitch just wants to be sore. Good luck not losing your mind with this fella. To save him from himself and landing at the ER, it’s probably better to tie him up from the shoulders down. Turns out that’s why he likes bondage so much: Property damage control. He eclipses everything you can conceptualize about kisses because he’s that needy for them, while at the same time being an Italian lover at heart. He’s called Francesco with good reason. You can tell by how he’s the most compelling kiss you can get by how excited he gets over some lip lock time. Does it 100% for its own sake, for hours on end, but beware Francesco amps up the suction on your bottom lip during sexy time. As always, he’s peerless and unparalleled, even during awkward moments.

➷ [ y o o n g i ⇁ All right, Mister Pout. Takes no prisoners as one would expect, but — and that’s his secret fantasy— is ready to be stunned and ravaged himself. Completely and utterly. By your technique, in response to his bold licks and even bolder moans. Which are thinly disguised as initial sighs, but he escalates right anyway and betrays himself: As a turned-on, sensual mess. If he’s honest, he just wants to get pinned down on his bed. No, actually wrestled, all while locking lips. Yoongi’s an ardent sucker for all that, the Jonas brothers can go home on this one. Kissing back while you’re all over him, that’s his favorite thing. We all know who hits it out of the park with the lip speed and prowess. Once he gets going, that is: He’d rather be a little more kittenish than always on fire, but he can definitely go there for fun and public holidays. Likes the interplay of initiative, always curious what he’s met with. Very little breaks, and I mean why anyway because there is no need, therefore a much more tender pace.

He just wants it to continue for as long as the two of you are comfy. It’s much easier than doing conversation to him. All that idle talk is useless, better kiss and see what point you’re gonna make. Not a casual type, really wants to create a certain atmosphere, whether it be at home or a hotel room. A quiet minute paired with some nice lighting is what it takes. If that kind of environment is established, he feels at ease. Hardly anything can make Yoongi lose his cool except you grabbing his ass hard so jot that down. He’s eager, he’s spot-on, he’s warm and easy-going with a hidden ambition to fully please, Yoongi’s got it all there. Just you wait until he hits you with those butterfly kisses, he gets those lashes tracing all over you, Yoongi will use his entire arsenal of weapons. A firework of the senses. Glad is she who is indulged by Min Yoongi.

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Marry You | Lee Taemin

Pairing: Lee Taemin x Reader

Summary: You never expected to leave Vegas with a husband… but a handsome stranger becomes impossible to resist. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas…

Genre: Strangers to Lovers AU, Virgin!Taemin 

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Alcohol, sexual content, Taems being sexy

Gif: Mine

“Hey guys!” You wave at your friends, pulling Taemin with you. His black hair is ruffled, his shirt is half open, and there’s lipstick kisses littered down his long neck. 

“This is Taemin…”, you say, hiccupping slightly, “my husband!”

Everyone’s mouths drop open. 

Six hours earlier… 

“Yeri, don’t forget me when you’re a married woman!” You shouted over the loud music at your best friend, who’s wearing a neon pink sash saying BRIDE TO BE. 

“Can’t make any promises, babe!” Yeri laughs. “I’m not planning to remember any of this.” 

She leans into your ear. “Honestly, I didn’t think you’d make it to my bachelorette party. Vegas isn’t really… your thing.”

You frown. “Meaning?” 

“Y/n, I love you, but you’re not very spontaneous… Kiss a stranger, strip in a fountain - this is Vegas, baby, live a little!”

Before you can make a comeback, Yeri runs off with a flourish of her long hair.  

There in the casino, it dawns upon you that maybe you are boring. You work 9-to-5 in an office, then you go straight home to your kitten. 

Cold sweeps through your body. You’re determined to prove her wrong. 

Pulling your hair out of its tight braids, you lean against the bar. “Waiter! A whiskey please, make it a double.”

With the whiskey in your hand, you bound away from the bar… and collide head-first into a man. 

A man’s strong, hard chest, to be precise. 

“Oh!” you gasp. “I’m so sorry!”

You look up at the stranger. Your eyes widen when you see that he’s handsome beyond belief. He has caramel skin, thick lips and a blonde streak in his hair. 

And the front of his shirt is completely wet. 

“Let me clean that for you!” you cry, dabbing your shirt sleeve on his torso. Your feeble attempt isn’t drying his shirt at all, but you do get a good feel of the firm muscles that lie underneath. Your mouth goes dry. 

The handsome stranger chuckles. “It’s okay, I didn’t like this shirt anyway. I’m Taemin. And you are?”

“I’m… not boring, am I?” you say, ignoring his question. 

Taemin cocks his head to the side. “Hmm?”

“My friends seem to think I am. I’ve never done karaoke or-or had a one-night stand… I’ve never even kissed a stranger!”

Taemin pushes a hand through his perfectly tousled hair. “Well… I’ve only known you five minutes, but you seem pretty un-boring to me. In fact, you’re probably one of the most intriguing women I’ve ever met.”

You gaze up at the handsome man. Without thinking, you grasp him by the lapel of his jacket and pull his lips onto yours. 

Taemin’s eyes go wide as you kiss him, but soon his hands slide around your waist and draw circles into your skin. He’s a disturbingly good kisser. His scent is fancy, like jasmine and whiskey, the opposite of this sweaty place. His strong arms feel safe, way too safe for someone you just met. 

 When you finally come to your senses, you yank away. Taemin’s midnight black eyes bore into yours, smouldering. 

“Oh god! I am so sorry about that…”

Taemin just shakes his head and smiles. “That was… wow. We should do that again.”

You giggle, a heady rush of pleasure flooding your veins. 

Taemin laces his fingers with yours, with the familiarity of lovers from a past life, and leads you towards the door. 

“Where are we going?” Your fingers tingle where they touch him. 

“We’re going down your list, of course. What’s next- stripping in a fountain, was it? I saw one just outside.”

So that’s how you and Taemin end up knee deep in freezing cold water: you in your underwear, and him with his shirt off and his trousers rolled up to his knees. 

You’re in fits of laughter as you splash each other. 

“Hey!” you squealed, as he sends a particularly large splash your way. You almost lose your footing in the slippery fountain, but Taemin catches you before you can fall. He pecks your lips and guides you out of the fountain. 

Taemin looks so handsome with his dripping wet muscles. You can’t believe your luck. 

“Taemin…” you say, drawing out the last syllable. 

“Yes, darling?” He’s wringing out the water from his hair. 

“The final thing on my list is a one-night stand…” you bite your lip, but the fire inside you pushes you on. “What do you say we… book a room and make my wish come true?”

Taemin touches your blushing cheek. He gulps. 

“I really want to, Y/n,” he whispers. “But… the thing is – I… I’ve made a promise to myself that I’ll wait till marriage… before, you know.”

Your mouth drops open. “You’re not… being serious? 

Taemin points at the thin silver band on his right index finger. “This is a promise ring. I gave to myself.” 

“Oh…” It’s hard to hide your disappointment. You thought that this night would end up with you underneath this handsome stranger. It looks like the gods of sex have other plans. 

“I’d better get back to my friends…” you mumble, turning away. 

“Wait!” Taemin grips your arm, stopping you in your tracks. “Don’t go!”

You turned to face him. “Well?” You say, crossing your arms in front of your chest 

Taemin’s black eyes gleam wildly. “Marry me.” 

“W-what?” Your heart pounds against your ribs. 

Taemin stands up straighter. “It feels right, doesn’t it? We are in Las Vegas, the city of love.”

You giggle. “Isn’t that Paris?”

“Hey!” Taemin entwines his fingers with yours and pulls you towards him. “Will you marry me or not?” 

You brushed a dark curl of his fringe from out of his eyes. “I can’t believe I’m saying this… yes!”

Thirty minutes and thirty dollars later, you’re officially Mrs Lee. You can’t believe it.  

“Right, my beautiful bride, how about we head to the honeymoon suite?” Taemin’s fingers tugs at the straps of your dress, pulling one onto your shoulder. He leans down and presses his plump lips to your skin. 

Desire clouds your vision. Just as you pull his lips onto yours, you hear a familiar voice. 

“Y/n?!” 

Shock zapped through your bones. Yeri! You’ve completely forgotten about her. Taemin eyes you curiously. 

You step onto your tiptoes and whisper into his ear, “Just go along with what I say!”

Turning to your friends, you say, “Hey guys! This is Taemin…” you pull Taemin forward. “My husband!”

Yeri’s mouth dropped open. “W-what? W-who? HOW?” 

You can’t help but laugh. “I’ll tell you everything in the morning, but it’s my wedding night, and I have something – well, someone – to do.”

Taemin bows with a flourish of his hand and hurries behind you into the elevator. 

You barely make it inside your hotel room before your hands are all over each other. You pull off each other’s clothes till his bare skin presses against yours. 

Lying down on the mattress, you pull Taemin on top of you. 

You never expected to leave Vegas with a husband… but what’s life without a few surprises?  

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