#tbz timestamp smut

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show you the stars | tbz kim sunwoo

“Why's my girl misbehaving today, hm? Shouldn’t you be nice to the birthday boy?”

pairing » the boyz kim sunwoo x fem!reader

trope/au » friends to lovers, (or should i say...) 'friends' to lovers, situationship (?), non-idol au!

genre »​ very suggestive!! (as compared to my other one), it's kinda fluffy uwu (everyone act surprised), a dash of angst, dom!sunwoo at times, sub!sunwoo at other times, kim sunwoo being whipped and sweet for you, but he's also flustered, he's flirting with you, reader is a bit of a tease and is confident, you're also flustered at times, sunwoo loves you and you love him (again, act surprised), finding love and comfort in each other after past relationships, kim sunwoo who just wants to be close to you

word count, estimated reading time » 4987, 18 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » very suggestive!!, dom! and sub!sunwoo, mentions of unhealthy past relationships, a ton of kissing, making out, marking (teeth and kiss marks; reader receiving), pet names (baby boy, baby girl), reader licks cream off sunwoo, sunwoo licking cream off reader's neck and collarbones, sunwoo is physically bigger and taller, reader has medium to long hair, HIGHLY suggestive at the end, rapid proofread once

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happy birthday to (one of) the loml 🥰

uhm...

yeah...

so!...yeah...

i'm just gonna go...

The delightful aroma of your hard work fills the volume of Sunwoo’s apartment easily. You've been chopping, stirring and sizzling ingredients for the last two hours, excited for the first birthday that you'll spend together with him.

To elaborate on your relationship with Sunwoo, you're ‘friends’. The explanation would give most people deadpanned looks, accompanied by the raised eyebrows that would follow. Otherwise, others would only facepalm at the stupidity that you both seem to obviously share. Anyone could tell that with the way that you both would drop any conversation that you're in or literally drop the paper cup in your hand whenever the other comes into even slightly just their peripheral vision, that you're more than the label that you both have decided to nonverbally settle for now. 

Like your best friend from diapers would say, there's no way those kisses on the forehead, trailing down side to side across your eyelids, back medially down the slope of your nose, along the underside of your jawline, were things that ‘friends do’. Not with the way that Sunwoo would subtly slide his palm down from the comfort of your back to cup one of your bottom cheeks, smirking when he feels the heat radiating from your cheeks. 

And for you? You can't help but feel the disappointment in your chest whenever he passes the quiet but rapid breathing of your lips whenever he bypasses them to work on that sensitive spot on your neck, sometimes whispering compliments to the shell of your eyes with that husky, low voice of his—but well, it's not like that anymore.

Friends don’t look at each other’s orbs and are so immersed that they say “I miss you” in the most dewy, honey-dripping voice. In public where they're most disciplined, they don't hold each other’s hands while walking, a thumb smoothing over the other when they’re just walking along the empty night street or the aisle of the grocery store.

Friends don't give each other their spare apartment keys or sweep them off their feet as soon as the front door opens, distracting their worries and other thoughts by locking lips with each other. You would never let any of your other friends carry you in their arms and pull the same blanket that they will use in the night over your body. In the same way, you would never snuggle to the warmth of the person next to you, kissing them a sweet “good night” and “thank you”.

But knowing the manipulation and tears from your past relationship, none of you could bear to address the looming label that others already deem you as. Sunwoo is too scared to ask too, going through the same thing from his past relationship. Through the healing of the break-up that you both had in your respective lives, came the comfort that the other’s lips would give, and he would chase that feeling from you over and over again.

You're okay with how things are now. You respect him and you don’t want to push him or the title that you personally want to have with him. For now, you decided that actions will speak louder than words and when the right time comes, you both will address it without the influence of the outside world.

Today is just one of those days that you use your spare key to use Sunwoo’s kitchen to cook up a little feast. The dining table is decorated with a vase of roses in the middle as you hop between the stove and make sure everything looks presentable. The light dimming system of his house is perfect for the shooting star projector that you aim towards a blank wall. You're satisfied with all the preparation for the main meals, making sure that the moment he walks in through the door, you can cook and plate it up swiftly while it’s still freshly pipping hot.

“Oh gosh,” you're proud of your efforts with the vanilla whipped cream for his cake. “I'm a genius.” You sang variations of the phrase to yourself.

Curse your horrible time management skills because the clock in front of you only reminds you that you have little time until the main key is used on the front door. The sponge cake is assembled quickly, with a thin layer of crumb coating and cooling before you make the smooth layer of cream at the end topped with some chocolate and strawberries.

You stepped back to admire your work, making sure the fruit was on the perfect slope and that the chocolate bar next to it complemented the negative space around the centrepiece. Your hand under the cake was about to slip when you heard the keys rattling from outside and you swore the fridge door hated you by how you had a hard time opening it.

On the other hand, Sunwoo could smell your home-cooked meal a few doors down the hallway. His stomach only grumbled in anticipation but his heart was jumping at the thought of you greeting him behind the door. The smile on his face grew, his overgrown bangs tickling his eyelids with his rushed footsteps towards the door.

The sweet scent of your perfume is what he manages to pick up first, and he remembers how his time was well spent when he was shopping for the bottle for you. 

“I'm home.” Something that he has always loved to say, hating the lack of light in his house after a long day at work. His fingers were about to switch the light on but your shout stops him halfway.

Your body crashed against his before he could comprehend. Sunwoo groans a little at how his back hit the door behind him but his palms settled on your hips lovingly while your arms were wrapped around his middle, face hidden to his chest, nose inhaling your favourite cologne. 

Chuckling at your small apology, his fingers raised to tug at the hair tie around your ponytail. He tugs down on the elastic, now savouring the scent of your perfume and shampoo. It left you goosebumps with the way Sunwoo massaged your scalp, his other hand untucking his tight shirt that he gave you, from your skirt so that the pad of his thumb could feel your skin better.

“Happy birthday, baby boy,” exhaling at the gentle swipes of his thumb on your waist. 

“Thank you, baby girl,” trailing kisses from the top of your head to the side of your head. You tried to escape from the ticklish feeling but his arm wrapped around you, keeping your lower bodies flush against each other, “Where do you think you're going?”

You giggle at his lips down the side of your face, his breaths reaching the crook of your neck as he takes comfort there. It's only now that you realise the fabric of his material, is no longer the white collared polyester. Your heated cheeks brushed against the metal around his neck and Sunwoo could feel the start of your complaints from your deep inhale.

So he closes the gap and kisses you to quiet you down.

He ignores the little muted surprised sound from you, pulling away only slightly to smirk at you before diving in deeper. His palm grips on the curve of your waist, keeping you in control. He whispers for you to pull him closer by the neck and he knows the roll of your eyes isn't an indication of annoyance. Your lips danced between his, a hand over his nape to pull him down, your other palm cupping his cheek as you tried to control his hunger for you.

“Sunwoo,” Slightly out of breath, “What are you wearing?”

As if he didn't see the deadpanned look on your face when he decides to give your poor lungs a break, he leisurely answers, “This is the suit and tie of someone who decided to leave the desk early,” fingers hooking around the metal chain around his neck whilst simultaneously peering down at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, “so that he could look hot for his birthday and his girl.”

You couldn't deny that. Shamelessly, you let your eyes roam over the somewhat tight shirt that he has. His pectoral muscles are defined with the grey stretchy fabric and the silver accessory around him only made him all the more irresistible. Kim Sunwoo knows how to make you swoon, styling his hair lazily with his strands covering his field of view. 

Sunwoo makes it known that your stare is invited, loving the attention that his special day gets him. You're looking at him so delicately that his smug confidence falters into a softer look. His lips form a straight line but the moment your eyes meet his, there's a deep resonating chuckle from his chest, a happiness that spreads to you.

“Let's go eat?” With an affirmative hum and a quick peck, Sunwoo lets your body go and links with your palm, letting you guide him deeper into his house.

As soon as his eyes take a glance at your work, he's momentarily still. From the tablecloth draped over his table to the stars on his wall when he realises, you remember his wish to make a wish to the star. He's always found the idea to be a bit innocent, unlike his relationship with you but the fact that you kept it in mind, and how his grip on your hand only tightens, tells everyone that Kim Sunwoo is ready for more.

He daydreams of a day when he would kiss you awake, and how you're the last voice he would hear before falling asleep. How you'll greet him when he opens the door and kisses all over his face and more. How he’ll be able to spend his money spoiling you instead of only spending it on himself. How you’ll be his number one and how you’ll be his. These thoughts have roamed his head for a very long time and he used to keep it in, hide it for the sake of not ruining whatever you two have.

But with the way that you would kiss his nape as a greeting whenever he would be sitting down in front of you, or the way you would sit down on his lap and crane his neck up to meet his lips with yours. How the heated sessions would only flare up more when he sneaks his fingers around the band of your bra, and the whole intimacy that you show each other—Kim Sunwoo is undoubtedly in love with you. 

Besides the intimacy, it’s the things you do for him. Namely, it’s the view of his house right now and the welcoming scent of his favourite food that you prepared for him. It’s even more precious to Sunwoo as he knows that you do this even when it isn’t a special day. You have done this whenever he would hint how much he misses you and you would show up to mend his tired heart the next minute. It’s not just the kisses and skin on skin. If you stopped guiding him to his designated chair and looked back at him right now, you would see that lovesick look on his face.

Sunwoo offers to clean up the space whilst you’re cooking but you quickly refuse, saying that he should take a rest, even if it’s for a while. After a few tries, Sunwoo finally listens to you, sitting down where you want him to. He takes this time to admire your decorations, snapping electronic memories of his surroundings and taking extra shots of the wall that seem so much more inviting with the video of falling lights. 

His eyes are stuck there, entranced by the view. You see from across the room how he readjusts his position and closes his eyes. Your heart swells with that, keeping the view of his head down slightly as he mouths inaudible words to the stars you projected. When he opened his eyes, you diverted back to dinner, happiness evident in your face at he appreciated your work.

While you focused on the pan, Sunwoo found a couple of metres gap between you cooking and him sitting too far away, so he took a seat from the other side of the kitchen island, the significant piece that separated you two. Soon enough, you pout at the return of the multiple camera sounds, this time louder and clearer. You tried to lean over the island to snatch his phone away and Sunwoo mirrored the playful smile on your face.

“Behave,” he knew it worked like a charm when he saw you flustered. Your outreached wrist from your attempt only gets caught up with him and Sunwoo draws you in closer while he leans in to meet you in the middle. The dim lights overhead set the mood more as they angle the shadows and highlight all the kissable parts of your face and Sunwoo swears he could kiss you all night. You watch the gulp down his throat and his stern eyes drifting to the knobs of the stovetop to turn off the fire. Kim Sunwoo is no longer playful like a minute ago.

You’ll admit that he sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach but it didn’t stop the tugging of the corner of your lips and Sunwoo’s eyes widening when you decided to turn off the fire but never returned to him. Sunwoo lets out an amused scoff at the way you cross your arms over your chest, leaning your back on the free space next to the stove. 

His eyes narrow to you, a tongue poking his inner cheek at your sudden surge of confidence, “Now,” You watch him turning his body sideways, walking along the opposite side of the island towards you. He stays silent for a bit longer, letting you know that a question is coming; and that he wants answers to it. Copying your gesture, Sunwoo leans before you not even a metre and nothing separating you anymore. “Why's my girl misbehaving today, hm? Shouldn’t you be nice to the birthday boy?”

“You really want me to be ‘nice’?” You shake your head, finding the statement amusing, “You love it when I play with you like this. What's life without a bit of misbehaviour?”

The boy couldn’t even get a word out when you suddenly took a big step towards him. Your palms rest on the edge of the table, caging his figure. You purposely lean into his chest, eyelashes subtly fluttering underneath the still orange lamp from above. There was no longer a chance that Sunwoo could think straight anymore. Not with the way that just like before, you cradled the underside of his jawline. 

However, your hold on him this time is different. It didn’t feel like you were going to pull him and have your kiss marks all over his skin like the way he would never refuse to when you asked. The confused lines between his eyebrows only deepen more when you just keep staring at him with a dazed look in his confused orbs but it’s then that he sees a glimmer of hope for the relationship that you both could share.

It may have been the light or it may have been the reflection of his own eyes or—and this is what he hopes—it’s the glimmer and stars in your eyes that you hold as you look at him at the moment. Sunwoo tries his best to understand your unspoken feelings but his train of thought is cut short when he registers the dollop of coolness on the left side of his jawline.

His breath hitches in his throat when your right hand hooks around his necklace and you latch your lips around the cream on his face. Your tongue swipes the food off his skin, alternating between kitten licks and long swipes. Your left-hand swipes the wall of the metal bowl behind him, trailing down a path that you would soon wipe clean. Sunwoo shudders, his light moan hitting your ear and his little whiny begs encourage you to keep going.

Your breath hitting his skin would normally rile him to put you in your place but all he could do with his lower back digging against the edge of the table is to clench his hands onto your mid-outer thighs to stabilise himself. 

“God…” Sunwoo calls out when he opens his eyes to meet your daring ones. “You're so beautiful.”

“Enjoying this?” And he responds with a harsher grip, hands raising and starting to lift your skirt to your upper thighs. 

The coolness of the cream, followed by your light alternations of sucking and kissing on his skin, and the way the air cools the area after is perfect and Sunwoo’s head tilts back in satisfaction. 

Too bad you wouldn't let him because you finished trailing his jawline, stealing a kiss straight to his subtle, hungry lips. The taste of vanilla and the pressure of your lips makes his head light and the room seems like it's spinning. But now, it's his turn and you know it with the way he pushes you away with all the strength he has left in him. He bends down to wrap his arm around your mid-thigh that has crescents of his nail on your skin and he sits you on the countertop and slots himself between your knees. 

Sunwoo’s eyes are darker than the night outside but it doesn't fear you at all. You're now the one caged between him but unlike Sunwoo, you knew you didn't have any strength to push him away—nor did you want to. You bite your lower lips when he starts tugging your left sleeve down your shoulder to have more area to work with. 

“My turn, baby girl,” metal against marble is heard next to you and Sunwoo uses his pointer and middle fingers to scoop the sweet white. 

A smirk comes up his face when you grow visibly weaker for him, your posture faltering underneath his dominating presence. Sunwoo held your chin between his thumb and ring finger and applied a thin layer between your open mouth. 

“Take a deep breath for me.” And you did so almost immediately.

You soon found out that the deep breath is needed as Sunwoo not only takes your breath away by covering your mouth with his own but that he multitasks to smear the food all over your neck and collarbone area. Unlike you who preferred things to be more uniform and clean, Sunwoo loves how you squirm and whimper under him with multiple senses. His fingers traced the horizontal line of your collarbones first before he came up and around the side and front of your neck less uniformly; he’s getting impatient now. You soon found out that the skin he exposed earlier wasn’t so that he could have a reason to place his tongue there, he’s just hungry for more of you, wanting to feel every part of you, just like how his tongue pushes against yours.

You find his little huffs of annoyance endearing as he mumbles about how the lack of oxygen has him pulling away from him showing his love. In reality, it was just a few seconds, but every second without you felt like a lifetime to him. He cleans the last bit of cream on his pants and he finally detaches his lips from you. 

Sunwoo straightens his posture, looming dominance over your wrecked mind and half-lidded eyes. A hanging weak string of saliva still connects you both in the air for a minute and his right hand wraps around your left forearm in place. You didn’t mind his sticky fingers that started to brush the strands of your hair from the top of your nape. It’s a lovely feeling from the adrenaline he gave you but he raises your heartbeat once more when he plays with the wind to your ears, “Tasting lovely, baby girl.”

Nothing else is said as his lips dive into the sweet trail that he made for himself. Your body reacts to the sudden warmth by pulling away, but his hold on your shoulder reminds you of your place to stay where you are. The same hand reaches to drip on his elbow for mind stabilisation but your free one pushes against the broad of his back. Your legs hook around the back of his thighs to feel him indefinitely closer. It seems like the boy has learnt quickly, especially when it’s from you because just like the way you made him see the stars on the ceiling, he made you see it but with more intensity and brightness. 

Sunwoo loves unpredictability over anything, even though he appreciates how you value the opposite. One of the reasons he appreciates it is because he knows what to anticipate next whenever you both feel each other, and he loves the building climax. But you who is receiving his unpredictableness, can only curse him out whenever he tries something new on the body that he has come to be familiar of. The thrill of your groans and whines makes him feel in control and just like any other time, Sunwoo didn’t hesitate to plant something new on the curve of your neck. You sharply gasp at the way his teeth very lightly plunged into you but whimper louder at how he hallows his cheek on the area. From the corner of your eyes, you see the vein of his neck start to appear with his actions.

“You’re right.” He pulls away slightly to admire a part of him on you before diving again to properly clean your skin. “I do love you like this.”

Your lips are trembling in pleasure too much to string in proper words so you only whine to his acknowledgement. When one side of your neck is clean, he doesn’t bother keeping his touch to himself, briefly swiping anything that he can get on the way to the other side of your neck. Kim Sunwoo drives you crazy and your legs around his body tighten for another attempt to stabilise yourself.

Your jaw slacks when he bites again, this time just a tiny bit stronger as a response to your lower body. He lets you drop your head back, hand still on your nape so that he has control over the area he’s marking and maximises the pleasure that he can give. The tip of his tongue starts to alternate between the sucking and long stripes that you did to him. A satisfied chuckle hits a sensitive part around your collarbone area when Sunwoo feels his shirt further define his pectoral as you clench his fabric in your fist. 

Ragged breaths along with a mixture of wet kisses are all that’s bouncing between the four walls. Flushed bodies and heated skin press against the two who are afraid to love again. You’re aware of his heart pounding against his chest, knocking on yours to let him in. The closer he travels down to your chest, you’re afraid that he will feel the pounding, afraid that your hidden desires may show through and be overwhelming for him. The meaning behind your clench changes in time that your skin is now littered with a different colour because of his actions. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, exhaling and stepping back to admire his work.

You do the same, chest raising rapidly to account for the lost air, taking advantage of the space now that he’s pulled away. Sunwoo couldn’t help the small chuckle at your pout and he wipes them away by granting you another kiss, palms resting on the edge of the table, trapping you once more. Your noses comically bumped into each other, still lightheaded from before but you enjoy the atmosphere that would always come along after the intensity you poured out to each other. Your legs relax between his figure and both your hands delicately cradle his cheeks. 

The realisation strikes again: all you want is him. 

Him and everything of him.

The thought of him kissing someone else churns your stomach and makes you green, even though he’s not yours. You didn’t want anyone else cupping his cheek the way you do, and you didn’t want to see anyone else next to you when you opened your eyelids to the song of the morning birds. You want to be greeted by his chest or hairline when he needed comfort the night before. You want his “I love you”s and “I’ll miss you”s even if one of you is just going to another room in the building. You want to be the person that he can always lean on for whatever and whenever. You want him to be the person that you can cry ugly to. The wishes filled your body as you wished he would kiss you like this forever with or without the title that you would love to establish.

You feel the clenching of your heart when you open your eyes with the final pull of the remnants of vanilla, greeted with the shimmering orbs that you’ve fallen in love with. Your eyes are stuck onto the smile lines around his face and he’s entranced with every single part of you, staring at you with the honey dripping from his eyes. The smile you offer him is bashful and slightly tense. Of course, he caught up to that, humming at the sight of your pretty head filled with worries. His thumb glazes upon the apple of your cheeks and you wish he didn’t just so that you could save yourself from heartbreak. 

Kim Sunwoo makes you believe that love is worth it; that you’re worth it.

You wish you were more confident to tell him that.

Sunwoo leans his forehead onto yours, eyes planted on your downcasted gaze, “Hey, can I tell you what I wished for at the shooting stars?” but you only hum back, refusing to look at him, “Can you let me be the only person to touch, hold and kiss you like that?” There was a moment of silence as Sunwoo let you register his words. When it does click to you, your eyes shot up to his. A nervous chuckle is what he offers you but he doesn’t plan to take his words back, “It’s okay if you’re not ready. I’ll wait for you. But,” he swallows the anxiety down his throat, letting his face roam around your slightly confused face, “I can't stand the thought of someone else littering kisses all over you other than me.”

It’s genuine.

Kim Sunwoo’s eyes are different than any of the eyes that you once put your trust in.

It’s obvious.

“Jealous?” It was supposed to be more striking and playful but it turned out to be more tiring and insecure.

Again, he caught up to it and decided to carry on the narrative of your words with a careful tone, “You’d be fine with other girls running their tongues all over my face?”

The mention of your past actions started the multiple offences to his chest and the poor boy loves the flustered look on your face, complaints flying out of your mouth. In this moment when you both indulge in the comfortable relationship that you share, your posture relaxes and your hands rest on your laps. Shortly, Sunwoo joins his own there, fingers intertwining between yours and just like how he soothes the heaviness that you hold internally, his thumbs swipe across the back of your hand.

“If you do, I won’t let you off easily, Kim Sunwoo.”

You hope that he realises the real implication behind the words. Sunwoo’s brain buffered a little bit but soon enough, the straight line shape of his lips raised into something more. Along with it, his naturally mischievous personality also raised his eyebrows. “That’s my girl.”

You couldn’t help the giggle at how his face flush red after, bashful at the effect you had on him. Your fingers brush along the ends of his hair that seems to get in the way of his eyes.

“You should cut them or something.”

“I look hot like this though.”

“You always look hot.”

And there comes little shy Kim Sunwoo once more. 

“I-Instead of flirting with me, why don't you grant my other wish instead?”

“Oh yeah?” You lean back on the table, hands behind you for support, “I granted you your wish, shouldn’t you grant mine first before you ask for another one?”

“How about I grant them both at the same time?” 

“You don’t even know what I want.”

True.

As much as Kim Sunwoo has been paying attention to you, you’ve always been the girl to never fully express what they want despite the encouragement from your loved ones that they will always stand beside you no matter what. An idea brews in his head when you lean back and he catches the glimpse of the white rays shooting out from the sky behind you. You know with the way that his tongue swipes along his bottom lip, mouth slightly agape that he’s up to no good.

His hand leaves the marble you’re on, drawing closer to the side of your thigh to your waist. Innocently, he displays his big, round eyes to you and his actions contradict them heavily. A few of his fingers slip past not only the waistband of your skirt but also the fabric underneath it. You thought he would stop his ministrations there but his other hand traces the same path on the other side of your body, this time however even though his hand did not go under the underband, the clip behind clicks open.

“You can’t wish for anything until I show you the stars.”

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[woncon]

05:18 - 05:20 am

❥ cowboy!sunwoo x afab!reader

➳ warnings: nsfw, smut, pwp, minors DNI, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it up, guys!), dom!sunwoo, petnames (my beauty, pretty girl), riding, exhibiotism (they do it in the stables), nipple play, edging, cowboy!sunwoo (he is a warning himself), a lil' bit angsty if you bring a magnifying glass 🔍

➳ i should mention that english is not my first language. i have done my best to correct this story, and I will not leave the revision of the smuts to any of my assistant translators. also, there is a leather chair in the stables, I know it's a totally surreal idea, but let's forget it for the sake of the story <3

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you were sent to town to get some provisions for breakfast. you were on your way to the village stables with your wicker basket when the boy appeared on horseback.

"shall i give you a ride, my beauty?" sunwoo flashed an attractive grin as he tipped his hat to you.

"i'd be very grateful." as the cowboy dismounted, you hastily adjusted your long skirt, your eyes too vehemently devouring the sight of sunwoo's pants stretched over his thighs, your complexion burning hot with the sight.

sunwoo nodded sympathetically and politely, as one would expect of a gentleman towards a lady blossoming in innocence, but the boy's eyes glittered villainously in the shadow of the hat-brim.

you didn't make it to the town fair after all.

your basket lying forgotten beside the haystack. your hair unraveled, the yellow and white flowers in your bonnet fallen out, your dress peeled to your waist. you sit on a comfortable leather chair in sunwoo's lap, whimpering as you let him fuck you silly.

sunwoo holds your hips tightly, hugs you closely to him, and at the same time, he lets himself go hard and deep into your warm body, making you shiver and sink your nails into his shoulder, where his cowboy shirt hangs crumbled and sweaty, his red bandana slided to the ground so you can kiss his uncovered throat.

sunwoo grins dirtily at the flushed, half-naked you, whose hips move back and forth agonizingly along his length, and whose juices drip onto his black leather pants under the cover of your skirt.

"ngh" the boy slows down, measuring the long, passionate thrusts with his own practiced hips.

"sweet god!" you tightens around him in surprise at the new, maddeningly pace. you clamp your hand over your fiercely beating heart. your breasts bouncing teasingly and happily in front of his hungry eyes.

"are you enjoying it that much, pretty girl?" he grabs one of your nipples with satisfaction, then pinches it, making you jump and shiver, letting him go even deeper. sunwoo sticks out his tongue and sucks around the hard nipple, basking in the moans and heat of you.

"oh, sunwoo!" you poke the black strands of his hair, his hat slides forward, tickling your naked shoulders. you feel yourself about to come, as your muscles clench around sunwoo like sparks from a fairground rocket bouncing in your cunt. "more, more- please!"

the cowboy knows that when this is over, you'll be gone. your love is suffocating, real, but it can only be fulfilled in the smell of hay, manure and horses in the stables. he wants to postpone the moment of parting as long as possible, and to make your body as close to his own as possible.

he dictates an even slower pace. the pleasant, overwhelming sensation how you surround him nicely with your throbbing pussy makes him groan in awe. there is nothing more comforting to him than simply being inside you and feeling you on his body.

seeing your pretty face flushed, your eyes shining with desire, and hearing your mouth mumbling nonsense, because sunwoo knows so well what you need to became a satisfied cute little thing. right now you need to just pant a little while his cock stuffed inside you deeply. which makes you sensivite and desperate, collapsing on his shoulder and whimpering softly. the fullness, his thick dick, the sluggish, tender and hot movements of it is driving you crazy.

"but, but i-" you murmur, breathing heavily into his ear. you were so close, that's what you want to tell him, but you can't form the whole sentence, just whine because the unstoppable desire within you is too much. he leans into your neck, pressing soft, delicate kisses to the skin to calm you down. you shudder, rocking your hips, wanting him to go faster, to pound into you roughly so you could cum, but sunwoo grips your waist tighter, holding you down completely, letting you know that what he wants will happen.

"don't worry, my beauty. soon." he grabs your thigh reassuringly and licks along your artery to your shoulder socket, then plants a loving kiss on your lips that have so far produced so many sweet and longing sighs. his tongue dances around yours and you willingly lean even closer.

sunwoo takes this moment to squeeze your hips and thrust into you again, hard, greedily, with a heat so agonizing that your skin meets in a dirty snap. your mouth leaves a relieved, elated whimper. sunwoo giggles at the sweet melody, and his heart overflows at the thought of giving all of him to this beautiful girl: to you.

then he fills you to overflowing, his dick twitching as he pours out all his seed into the pulsating heaven. you collapse onto his shoulder, panting, and bury your head in his neck. sunwoo caresses your spine, not yet able to pull away from you. not until he feels the wild beat of his heart, feels your hard breasts press against his chest, the tight embrace of you holding him fully in this suffocating love.

"you're getting better at riding." sunwoo smiles naughtily and he presses a kiss on your shoulder, knowing how much you love to ride him.

[luv4new]

[10:11PM]ㅤeric x f!readerㅤ|ㅤgenre: fluff(?), smutㅤ|ㅤwarnings/includes: fingering, hickey & neck kissingㅤ|ㅤwc: 0.3kㅤ|ㅤnote: welcome back eric <3

“baby! come listen to this.”

eric turns his swivel chair away from his work desk slightly, making space for you to come and sit on his lap. and when you did, he helped put the headphones on you then wrapped his arms around you and rested his chin on your shoulder, getting comfortable in the position.

“is this for a new song?” you ask.

“yeah. how is it?”

“it’s good. i really like the beat.”

“of course, i didn't make the beat. what about the lyrics?” he snickers.

he knows you're not a professional in songwriting as much as he is but he still wants to know the opinion of his favorite person. you wanted to understand the lyrics more like he asked so you replayed the song twice.

he grew impatient while waiting for your answer so the hand that rested on your thigh creeps under your skirt. his fingers push your underwear aside to reach your folds, tickling and arousing you. his actions caught you off guard that you forgot what you were about to say about the song.

“h-how am i going to understand what i'm listening when you’re doing that.” you shift on your seat to push his hand away but it only made his fingers reach other places of you more.

“mmm, don’t you find it sexier listening to my voice while i touch you?”

he sucks a spot on your neck, leaving a reddish-purple hickey. his fingers continue to work, alternating between your folds and your clit, until your underwear was soaking wet. you tried to stop your moans but it ended up sounding like a cute whimper which made him pause from kissing your neck and chuckle.

“eric- i really like the lyrics and i think it's catchy. i just don’t think there was a memorable line.”

“thank you for the constructive criticism, baby.” after you said that, his hand disappears under your skirt and he pecks your cheek sweetly.

you were left confused. he immediately stopped touching you after he got what he wanted? you change your seat on his lap to fully face him with your legs on his side. you palm the bulge on his shorts, making him shift his attention from the screen to you.

“you should finish what you started, baby.”

[from-m-izzy]

perfect for you | the boyz choi chanhee | new

“Will you trust me even if I break you?”

» ​PAIRING: tbz choi chanhee (new) x fem!reader » TROPE/AU​: established relationship au!, non-idol au! » GENRE​: smut 18+ (mdni!!) 🔞 fluffy sex, chanhee is a really caring and attentive boyfriend » WORD COUNT: 2263 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~9 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): soft dom!chanhee, sub!reader, pet names (baby girl), marking (reader receiving), fingering, clit stimulation, piv sex, creampie, sex on table, praising (chanhee to reader), slight dirty talking (chanhee to reader), not proofread

navi/masterlist!! 🤍

happy birthday @sanaxo-o!! a bit (a LOT! 😭) rushed but i hope you find a way to enjoy this 😘

"Chanhee!" 

It's a usual occurrence for your boyfriend to sneak up behind you and give you a big, warm hug. His chuckle that can be heard after your exclamation, and the way he wraps both his arms around your shoulder always undoubtedly made you feel like the happiest girl in the whole wide world.

"Come to bed." He whispers next to your left ear with a whine after, "I don't want to sleep without you."

"I will." You directed your attention back to the neatly stacked pile of books. You are so ready to push all these smelly, slightly brown, definitely creased-up pages in preparation for your final economics exam tomorrow, "I just finished." 

Before you can even push the book even further away from your body, another arm pushes it away first. "Good." No more words were said after because he flips you around and steals a kiss from your lips. Chanhee catches you by your right upper arm when you stumble slightly at his actions, smiling fondly at your flustered state. "I got you, don't worry."

You chuckle, breaking the kiss for a bit, "You've always got me since day one."

Another chuckle is heard from his lips before he leans down to you once again, closing the gap between his hungry lips and your still innocent one immediately. It continues passionately and you can tell that he intends to keep it that way for a lot longer. The way his slender hands cup your cheeks delicately unlike how his tongue swipes your bottom lip leaves you gasping incoherent words straight down his throat. You couldn’t hold your eyes open any longer, already too lost in the way that Chanhee was physically pouring out all his love to you.

His left hand slithers behind your lower back, crashing your bodies onto each other and you can no longer control how your knees shake, the same way your lips tremble whenever he pulls away to give you some more oxygen to inhale. You would have hit the floor if it wasn’t for the way his other palm traces along, the tips of his fingers just barely touching the bare skin of the side of your left thigh before putting a bit of force, landing and gripping on the dip of your waist. 

“Here?” You whisper between breaths. Between the session, your hands already had a mind of their own, scrunching up the oversized pink sweater that doesn’t even belong to you up to your waist, your underwear already in full view for the dominating eyes who peer down at you with lust.

He pulls away for longer this time, actually putting a bit of a distance between you both. If your cheeks weren’t red enough before, it’s now definitely flaring under his intense gaze, especially with the wet string that still comfortably hung in the air on your bottom lips. 

It held your everything, the same way that he has your everything.

“If you’re up for it.”

The way you quickly nod to his invitation is what sends Chanhee’s once soft grip on your arm down straight to your clothed core. He watches thoughtfully at the way you crane your neck backwards, cursing into the warm air. Taking this open opportunity, he moves his fingers painfully slow, particularly finding the wet and darker spot on your pink panties. It sends you squirming and over the edge almost too quickly, your back arching off the counter and he keeps his hand still and lets you moan freely when you push against the tips of his fingers.

“Oh God…”

“Raise your head, bubs. I want to kiss you.”

But you physically can’t. Not with the way he whispers it so seductively and not with the way his index and thumb hook around the crotch of the fabric that keeps on getting damper as time passes by. Chanhee didn’t need to know anymore, knowing well that your body couldn’t hold on for any longer, desperate for a release to take place—for him though, he has other things that he wants to do to you before that.

First, the marks around your clean neck need to be fixed. When he did lean forward so did the way his two fingers underneath you pull the fabric down and release it, slapping your sensitive clit as a result. You couldn’t even scold him for it because your neck suddenly felt cold with the way he ran his tongue on your collarbones and the added little touches and nudges from his nose on the crook of your neck is the reason why you started to tear up.

“Stay still for a bit.” 

Knowing very well that you couldn’t though, Chanhee takes it upon himself to place a hand behind your nape, straightening your posture. Oh, how he wished you picked a better outfit for this as well because the neckline of his top is too tight for him to easily expose more skin around your neck. However, when Chanhee wants to place kisses on your neck, he must, he will and he has always succeeded. Just like now as he uses his chin to anchor the fabric down to trap you between two forces: his harsh sucks from his pretty lips and the harsher grip that he has behind your neck.

“C-Chanhee, move your fingers please.”

Finally, the begging begins and you could curse him out for the momentary smirk against your skin before he lunges in once more to the other collarbone, this time using his teeth to mark his love bites on your still clean skin. Down where your aching, lonely pussy was in his hands that still ghost the opening of your body. There is a lot of self-control happening here for both of you, especially for Chanhee because he has never left you this deprived of his touch before for such a long time during sex.

The thoughts make your head spiral and the tears finally roll down your flushed cheeks. When you open your eyes for a second, you see the moment of hesitation and the way his lips parted in surprise.

“No, no.” You quickly rebut. Your hands fly up to wrap around his neck, pushing him back down to your neck, “I’m fine, please keep going.”

“How far are you willing to take this, baby girl?” There goes the pet name that is reserved for you only within private settings. This makes you excited and Chanhee feels this with the way you let out a gush of lubrication on his fingers. He pushed back against the strength of your arms, staring straight at your half-hooded eyes. Stealing another kiss and licking the drool off your lips, you know your moans aren’t enough for him to continue, “Tell me or else I’ll stop right now.”

“Chanhee…” In all the previous sex sessions together, he always treated you gently. The way his hands would knead the sides of your waist against the mattress, kissing down your stomach to the insides of your thighs, all so perfect for him and you. But you can tell through the flash that runs across his eyes that he has wanted to be more rough on you, use more force and what happened just then, you know is the first step towards his hidden desires. You shyly smile at your boyfriend, cupping his cheek and reassuring him. “Do whatever you want to do. I trust you.”

“Will you trust me even if I break you?”

“You can break my body if you want to,” Your side of your index finger traces down his jawline before turning its finger pad on his chin to act as a hook, bringing his face closer to you. You realise now that he is panting…pretty hard, “but that will never break my trust for you.”

That’s all it takes for him to let go of his worries.

Unfortunately for your aching core, he snaps the fabric once more and you gasp sharply at the feeling. You should’ve maybe known that the gasps would increasingly get louder in the next few seconds. Chanhee lifts you by your ass, plopping your body down to the shorter side of your rectangular study desk and he makes himself comfortable between your legs that he had to forcefully separate. 

His fingers continue to rub against your folds, hushing whilst telling you to let go all over him. With your eyes rolled back and your neck falling backwards, Chanhee praises you for the first mess of the night.

The increasing darkness in his eyes should have been enough indication for you because, without another warning, your exposed stomach and bra are now visible to his eyes. Further, he couldn’t wait any longer to see you fully, hooking one of his fingers to the centre gore of your bra, seeing the slight bounce of your breasts as they breathed free in the chilling air.

Chanhee licks his lips, scanning your topless figure, grunting at the sight of everything that he has ever wanted in his life. He didn’t waste another moment and you didn’t even bother to bat an eye when you saw your laptop being pushed away from the corner of your eye, almost at the edge of the table by how desperate the two of you are for each other. A little push was given to your shoulder and you lay your heated back on the small desk. The sudden change in temperature makes you want to curl up to conserve your body heat, including your knees that have started to rise but failed to when they get pushed back down. 

"Shit." There was that little nudge behind the thin fabric of his pants that made your entire body shake. “God, you’re so…ugh…” 

“Don’t know if you should be muttering his name when I’m right here.” Determination courses through his body when the visible tip of the tent from his pants makes contact with your aching core. You whimper and twist your body to the side, unable to handle the newfound pleasure that he’s giving you.

Chanhee keeps a grip on your shuddering body by your arms, communicating for you to keep still under him from his eyes. You get the message, clashing your lips with his to devour every bit of him. He keeps your mouth busy as he rolls your panties down just enough for you to kick it off somewhere in the room and takes care of his pairs afterwards.

A hand supports his long shaft, Chanhee purposely nudges the tip of the head onto your swollen clit, pushing and pulling to hear the moans release from you whenever he does so. You're still very sensitive with your senses heightened and he's using that to his very advantage.

There's a smirk painted on his lips but the hand that cups your face says that he’s still willing to stop if you give him any indication. But fuck that because there's no way you would tell him to stop. Not when he lays his forehead to yours and starts pushing himself into your dripping hole. 

“Good girl,” Chanhee kisses the sweat dripping down the side of your face. “I’m going to keep going.” And he starts to push in deeper through different angles, moving through your velvet walls at the pace that you like.

It’s times like these when you remember once more that Chanhee is the only one for you: his hand that holds the curves of your waist, the other reaching the base of your neck but never hurting you, gripping your flesh with the right possessiveness, his moans that rile you up even further, the way he controls the rolling of his hips with yours so that he can touch the spot that makes you delirious, how he tries his best to keep his eyes open not only because he wants to see you under him but also to make sure you’re alright despite wanting to deprive the sensory information so that he can focus on the feeling where your bodies meet—he’s so perfect for you.

“C-Chanhee…” Your nails lightly scratch the surface of his arms, feeling the familiar wave of pleasure growing closer and closer to you. “I’m so close!...”

“Me too.” He groans and feverishly kisses your lips. “I want you to focus on the sensations from your lower body parts.” He buries his lips in the crook of your neck, biting and pulling your skin with his teeth. “Can you be a good girl and do that for me?” His pelvis continues to do his work on your body, his hold on your hips keeping you from moving too far away from his thrusting. His thumbs swipe your skin, a silent plea for you to release first. “Come on, baby girl.” He grits his teeth, his neck veins visible, “Let go all over me.”

Within a few seconds, you come undone under his hold and Chanhee releases his love for you deep inside your body. His arms give out immediately, burying his face into your chest, gulping and relishing how your liquids mixed, taking in the drip that escapes and runs down from your hole. Chanhee still lets out praises, kissing every part of you that he can, smiling at your pants and ‘thank you’s.

“You’re so perfect.” Whispering to the shell of your ear, patting your head and soothing you from the passionate session. “You did so well.”

“I love you.” It comes out a bit croaked but the genuine emotions from it didn’t get lost.

“I love you too.”

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[svnzwu]

[ 12:03AM ] hyunjae x f!reader

suggestive cw, minors dni; feedback is always appreciated!

"you're pretty, you know that?"

a small noise sounds from the back of hyunjae's throat, something akin to a protest all caught and tangled into a whine. his adam's apple bobs slightly at the touch of your finger on his neck.

"what," you prod, teasing. "you don't agree?"

slowly, your palm lies flush to his skin, fingers curling around his throat. his breath catches.

you're waiting for it, the switch you've been coaxing out of him this entire time. his eyes flicker in the silence, chest rising and falling, watching for your next move; some days it was easier than others, days where hyunjae builds his walls a little more purposefully, stubbornly, but the anticipation is half the fun, you suppose.

you wonder what will cause it this time, twisted heat pooling in your core at the thought. perhaps the warmth of your breath on the pulse of his neck will make him break, the slightest adjustment of your body slotted against his, or maybe even—you tighten your grip just slightly, and ah—there it is.

almost immediately, hyunjae's eyes go fuzzy, mouth gaping open, the silent way where you know the added pressure on old bruises dappling his skin hurts a little. the way where you know he likes it like that. he puffs out a quiet gasp, hand at your hip going limp and falling to his side, and you truly think this is your favorite part of the game: the prize.

his walls crumbling to pieces onto the mattress, all dirtied in sweat and sin, the hyunjae he prides himself so strongly vanishes, leaving only jaehyun in its wake. the jaehyun that begs for even the tiniest amount of your attention, laps almost pathetically at the slightest taste of you, the jaehyun that all but melts into putty in your hands.

you mouth at the spot between his jawline and ear, thighs tightening around his waist. "i think you're the prettiest, jaehyun. but you know that already."

"please," hyunjae—jaehyun— breathes.

"'please' what?" you ask, fingernail trailing down the hollow of his neck to his chest, down, down, down.

jaehyun says your name like a prayer, breathy and small and pleading with desire. "please, i need you." his voice hitches when you start trailing upwards again from his abdomen.

and if you were feeling cruel today, you'd press him even further, make him beg and grovel before you started to indulge in his wants. the image of jaehyun with teary eyes and pure desperation almost tempts you to follow through, but your own growing desire stops you before it goes too far.

still, you want to have fun before the game comes to an end. you hum in deep thought, playfully distant as you grind your hips against his, a strangled moan finding its way past his lips. his hips jerk up once before stilling at the nails digging into his skin.

how obedient, you almost coo.

"maybe," you say in response, and his eyes widen before you place a hand on his abdomen, eyeing him in warning. patience. your hand trails lower again, a smile ghosting on your lips as your hand comes to rest on his waistband. "only because you've been so good for me."

[soleilhour]

[22:12] ⏐Kim Sunwoo

warnings: titty hungry sunwoo, peach hungry sunwoo, kinda super fluffly i almost died, terrible attempt at humor, like a grain of salt of humor

fluff, suggestive

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"mm you smell so good"

A content smile lifts your face, "do I?"

Sunwoo had been laying on top of you on his bed when he caught the scent of your perfume. Shifting his head, he began to dig the tip of his nose into your neck. Drawing in the scent of that peachy fruitiness through his nostrils.

"more"

You giggled at his silly behavior when he shifted his body down so fast, ducking his head under the covers. His goal was to drown in that scent.

After a moment, "Sunwoo?"

"Hm", he responds haphazardly, not wanting to tear himself away.

You lift the covers only to find his head bulging from under your shirt. He pauses for a moment like he's been caught, before responding, "oh my how did I get here?" Sounding absurdly fake, too engrossed in what he's doing.

"Those are my boobs"

"damn right they are" He gathers your breasts with his hands and playfully chomps on a delicate area making you squeal.

[sparkvn]

Jealousy Looks Good on You ⏐Lee Hyunjae

Jealous Soft Dom! Lee Hyunjae x Fem!Reader

↳ Synopsis: What happens when Hyunjae finds your ex trying to get friendly with you again?

↳ Genre: Smut, Fluff, wall sex, possessive hyunjae, teasing, dirty talk

↳ Song Request: Jealous by Nick Jonas ft. Tinashe

masterlist!

"what if we got drunk and kissed and fell in love?" you ask smiling sheepishly at the man leaning on the wall.

It was at a party blanketed by music where he replied, "you're already drunk...so there's that" sliding you a look that was equivalent to calling you an idiot.

You decide to lean closer to him knowing that he'll hold your weight, "well can you give me a kiss anyways?" puckering your lips towards his.

After a soft chuckle, Hyunjae leans down and closes his lips over yours and you circle your arms lazily over his shoulders. Pushing deeper into your lips, he settles his arms around your waist pulling you flush against his body where you can feel his warmth radiating.

Before your insides start to melt you pull from him, "i'm going to find some water so I can sober up before I end up in a bush somewhere", giving him one last peck on his beautiful lips before walking away. Not forgetting to turn over your shoulder to give him one last look.

"water, water, water, where is the fucking water?" Looking through every nook and cranny and it appears that not a single cabinet or fridge has water.

"We usually just fetch from the sink"

A voice startles you causing you to turn around to find a dark haired boy perched up against the counter. Minjun, part roommate and part host of the party. Maybe you shouldn't have eyed him up and down because now he may have thought you were checking him out. You were only trying to read his intentions through his body language. Did you forget to mention part ex?

"uhm- thanks" You closed the fridge and walked to the sink with hesitant steps.

It's eerily quiet when you grab a cup and turn on the tap. The whole time your cup was filling, Minjun had his eyes on your every move. The tiny hairs on the back of your neck start to stand and you could just feel his stare burning into your skin. When you turn around, evidence is all in his eyes when they slowly travel back up to yours. It's like he wasn't even trying to hide it.

Hyunjae turns his chin and finds some male trying to talk to you. Oh it just had to be Na Minjun. The most irritating man in this city who thinks he can get every girl wrapped around his fingers in mere seconds. Hyunjae finds himself rolling his eyes just even thinking about how childish it is.

Now he's watching his girl be his next victim. Goodluck with that. Hyunjae knows your history with Minjun, and he also knows that your heart's only set out for one person and whatever motive Minjun has? It won't go far.

Unless he dares tries something that he shouldn't be trying.

You catch a glimmer of want behind Minjun's eyes and his lips twitch up into a smirk. It seems your ex has no clue that you're unavailable and even if you were available, you'd never dip your toes into that again.

"So.." he starts rolling off his tongue, "it's been a while y/n"

"mhm" Each second that goes by means each second it will just only get more awkward.

"you look good"

A scoff unconsciously comes out. It's unbelievable that you ended up here. It's been two years since Minjun ended things with you and honestly, it was like a breath of fresh air. Come to think of it, you don't know why you kept up with him all those months.

"so you wanna go catch up?"

You sighed aloud and melodramatically hoping he would get the hint.

Yeah, you knew he was the host of the party, but you never predicted he would try to come talk to you like a break up doesn't mean break. up.

Jealousy. It's what Hyunjae's filled to brim with at this very moment. Exterior wise, he may look calm, but he's teetering at the edge of imploding. But he remembers that he trusts you. It's Na Minjun that he doesn't trust. It's hard to blame him though. It was no secret that you are literal eye candy to everyone and you look absolutely fucking beautiful right now in that outfit. Especially in that short skirt. But under all that beautiful, was an even more beautiful person. Hyunjae was the first to actually see you for who you were and no way was he going to let some asshat risk that. Hyunjae knows that you're his, but he wonders if Minjun makes one wrong move, would ending up in jail be worth it. But, it'd be interesting to see how far he can get.

"No I'd rather not," you decide to take a sip from the cup and let the coldness wake you up.

"come on, it's been two year, I miss you and I know you miss me" Minjun has the audacity to directly tell you what you feel. What's changed?

As if you missed that. The more he talks, the easier it is to ignore him. You could go back to Hyunjae right now, but when you look over at where you left him, he seemed to have disappeared.

"Look I don't have time t-" you begin to talk but he quickly cuts you off.

"My room's just right upstairs if you wanna-", Minjun decides to advance towards you, attempting to place his hands on your hips, but a hand around his wrist stops him.

You look up to find a muscular forearm and an even muscular back. Hm the one and only person you had hoped would come by.

"she is not going anywhere with you," Hyunjae pushes his hand back, making Minjun stumble back. A prideful chuckle draws out, "and she does not miss you at all"

"y/n I just-" Minjun tries to make a beeline for you again, but Hyunjae blocks him by standing in front of you. You think it's quite brave that Minjun would still try again when Hyunjae is here now. He seems to not know that Hyunjae would humble him real quick if he doesn't get going.

"I will break your jaw if you don't walk away." He said rather calmly actually.

And it makes your lips curl up into a smile. As much as Hyunjae may seem scary, he is a giant teddy bear to you and he'd never hurt even hurt a fly, unless that fly was hurting you.

When Minjun leaves, it just leaves you and your knight and all his glorious, shining armor in the kitchen. He turns around to find your beautiful smile plastered on your face. "are you ok?"

"of course I am," smile not budging, "but you know I didn't need you to come save me, I can take care of myself" Of course you tell him that, but you'll always want him to come sweep you off your feet.

"I know, I saw you handled that well, I was just-"

"jealous," You finish his sentence for him, "I know"

"Sorry, it's just he just got so close to you, and you look", he takes a step back to view what's his, "fucking hot", he blows out breathily, "and what I did wasn't the worst, I would have sucker punched him when I saw him take a step towards you"

You decide to take his hand in both your hands, thumbing his skin, "why didn't you...I would have found that very hot", trying your best to egg him on.

Hyunjae's teeth shine through when he smiles, "I'll keep that in mind next time some dipshit comes and tries to take my girl away from me". He circles his arm around your waist pulling you up into his embrace and his lips find the crook of your neck. "now let's go home, so we can have some actual fun."

-

Right when you open the door to your shared apartment, Hyunjae wastes no time pinning you against the wall causing your breath to hitch in response.

His lips go right on yours and he takes your hands pinning them right up beside your head. Next thing you feel his his hard length pressed up against your lower belly when he pushes deeper against your body. And oh does it make your stomach loop.

You feel his lips travel down to your jaw and kiss you lightly, then going hard at the base of your throat. Growling he tightens his grip on your wrists, “I don’t like that other guys think they have a chance with you.”

If this is how Hyunjae is like when he’s jealous, he better be careful because you’re gonna want to make him jealous on purpose. It looks good on him.

He bites hard on the skin of your neck causing you to gasp, “I’m going to have to show them you’re mine.” You feel him suck hard and your head thuds against the wall. Quickly, his tongue soothes it over and he finds another spot on your neck.

At the same time, you almost moan at the contact of your legs getting split by his knee and resting up against your neediness. You’re not sure how many marks he’s left on your neck, when he picks you up off your feet wrapping your legs around his waist. Large hands under your skirt groping your ass and soft, careful lips moving up to claim yours. The fingers gripping your ass climbed up higher till they found the band of your panties. And he achingly, slowly, teasingly pulled them down over your plump flesh till he let you drop for you to kick them off. Your heart raced at the prospect of his next move and he hooked his arms around your legs propping you up between him and the wall again.

One arm was tightly wrapped around your waist as his weight was holding you up. He rested his forehead against yours and the air between your bodies was hot and heavy. Hyunjae’s gaze traveled down till he found the hem of your skirt pushing it up slightly. When he finds you wet and glistening, staining his clothed bulge the corners of his lips grew into a smirk.

But you have reasons to believe that he’s just as needy as you when you see how he winces after slightly moving your hips. His gaze travels back up to yours and his dark expression almost blows you out. He leans forward and tickles your now sensitive skin with the tip of his nose. “ask me what I want”, he asks you so delicately. It’s so intimate and careful how he treads his words against your skin.

“what do you want?”

Hyunjae hums against the base of your pretty throat and the vibration only creates a path of shivers against your skin. “I want…for you to only be mine,” he bites on a sensitive spot eliciting a wince from you.

“I already am yours.”

Your boyfriend doesn’t respond for a while darkening his marks on the sensitive spots, “but not everyone knows that.”

A moment passes by when a delirious low growl rises through him, “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll have a hard time walking.” You can hear his belt unbuckling and the movement of him zipping down his jeans to pull out his throbbing length. The leaking tip toured up and down your aching slits till it rested at your entrance, “so when everyone sees you struggling beside me, they’ll know who you belong to,” and he sinks you all the way down till your clit is met with his abdomen.

Your arms lazily circle around his neck and he pulls out of you almost all the way only to slam back into you. Somewhere in the back of your head you worried to what extent is he going to destroy you. But you know he’ll never dare hurt you. He continues at the same pace of pushing and pulling for a while, harsh and sharp till your mind dizzies and electrifying nerves fly through you.

Every movement caused you to whimper and it’s when he hooks both his arms inside and under your knees that he digs deeper into you at another angle and a raving moan rips through you. The pace of his hips climbed up faster and faster, sharper and more pronounced till what’s left of you is just eye rolling and head lolling.

“God baby” he gritted out. By pushing your knees back further he's able to somehow quicken as if he already wasn’t going fast enough.

A feeling starts to unravel low in your belly, “babe-“

“I know, just give me-“ He can’t even finish his sentence, only able to plow deeper into you right at the perfect spot.

Only a few seconds later, “cum,” one last thrust, your body starts shaking under the immense feeling and legs tightened around his waist. Not a second later, he releases his load into you, milking what’s left of him and filling you completely.

After a beat of catching air, he drops you making sure he has you steady and it was his lips brushing against the skin of your neck that caused the most tired sounding giggle from you.

“and by the way...i’m already in love with you”

[seongyeonsart]

| 10:39 | — sunwoo x f!reader ೫ fluff

“are you almost done?” you heard sunwoo ask when you got out of the bathroom wearing your outfit of the day. “yeah, I just need some chapstick.” you hurried to your small vanity before applying a good amount of the product on your lips.

you turned to your boyfriend who was patiently waiting. “you need some?” you asked, referring to the chapstick since you’ve noticed his lips looking dry and chapped these days. sunwoo mumbled a “sure”, walking up to you but you had other plans in mind.

as he was about to reach for the chapstick, you cupped his cheeks and placed your lips on his, making sure to spread the chapstick on his. “there,” you smiled, patting his cheeks. you were about to turn around to get your bag but you were pulled back by sunwoo only for both of your lips to meet again.

“hm- babe!” you giggled, trying to pull away. “you started it first, didn’t you?” he pinched your nose, making you scrunch it. sunwoo grabbed his phone, heading towards the door.

“let’s go before I change my mind.”

[thrillridesz]

《1:35am》 - Boyfriend!Juyeon

Shlick. Shlick. Shhhhlick.

“Fuck…”

Juyeon’s moans echo through the empty room, his voice hoarse with pure lust and desire as he throws his head back in ecstasy at the sinful pleasure.

His arm tenses as he fucks into his hand, rough and hard. The wet, slippery sensation around his cock feels incredible but his hips buck impatiently. There is a desperation to his strokes and his jaw tightens with frustration when it doesn’t bring him the pleasure he seeks so frantically.

Closing his eyes, Juyeon thinks about you. You, who is a thousand miles away, asleep in your bed without him. You, who have no idea that your boyfriend is reduced to a whining, flustered, angry mess at your absence. You, who he need so desperately to fuck senseless.

You on your knees with your mouth busy around his cock. You on your back with your legs pushed up as his hips pound hard into you. You squirming under him, your moans filling the air, music to his ears as he fucks that pretty little pussy with his tongue and enjoys the sweet taste of you in his mouth, savouring every drip.

Immediately, Juyeon throws his head back with a strangled moan full of need and want. His hand is going faster now, the movements now wetter and slicker as precum leaks from his needy cock. His other hand snakes up to his body, remembering the way you’d touch him - the way that always made him tremble and feels so blindingly good.

Y/n. Y/n. Y/n.

His thoughts are hazy with desire, his mind going crazy with fantasies of you.

Y/n. Y/n. Y/n.

Juyeon’s hips are bucking harder and faster now, his moans growing louder until he’s almost sure that Sangyeon who is sleeping next door can hear him but he’s too fucked out to care.

Y/N. Y/N. Y/N!

He yells out your name as he finishes - thick spurts of cum spilling from his cock. His chiseled chest heaves up and down heavily as his hot breath comes out in pants.

Just as quickly as the fatigue finally sets in, so does anger and frustration.

He can’t fucking wait for this world tour to end.

[from-izzy]

[06:36] | tbz kim sunwoo

» ​PAIRING: tbz kim sunwoo x fem!reader » TROPE/AU​: established relationship au, marriage au, non-idol au » GENRE​: suggestive!!!!, little fluffy fluff at the end (and the start), flirty kim sunwoo, sunwoo is a sweetheart who makes you blush, sunwoo who lends you his clothes to sleep » WORD COUNT: 2594​ » ESTIMATED READING TIME: 10 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): suggestive!!!!, lowkey (?) domsunwoo, pet names (princess, bubs) because sunwoo can't control himself, a ton of kissing leading to a make-out session...in bed..., hickies (reader receiving) because s*nwoo can't control himself, pretty...thin walls, almost getting caught...by their child, you both are very much in love

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You don’t know anyone with as much energy as you and Sunwoo at the break of sunrise.

“Sunwoo!” You lift your legs to your stomach, stifling your laughs down by clasping your hands over your mouth, “Wait wait wa—”

In response, your husband did everything but your request, continuing to bury you both underneath the white duvet and tickling the sides of your body, “I’m not the one that’s going to wake our little princess up!” He responds between your kicks and squeals, your happiness radiating back to him.

Just a few minutes ago in the warm morning, you still slept soundly in your bed with Sunwoo. Your face hid from the moonlight at night and the sunlight in the morning by pressing your forehead near his collarbone, and Sunwoo would keep you there with his hand on the back of your head. Sunwoo’s other arm snakes below the side of your waist on the bed and his hand on your lower back brings you intimately closer to him, caging you in his loving embrace. You, very much enjoying being the small spoon, had both your hands on his chest, occasionally clenching his loose shirt in your sleep to subconsciously confirm to yourself that your husband was still near you. Sometimes, when your hands would hold onto his material so hard to the point where the backside of the collar tugs him awake, he would dip his head down and kiss your eyelids, nose, forehead, and cheek before finally landing on your lips softly and comfortingly to make you relax back into your sleep.

Closer to the current time, Sunwoo wakes up to the unusually loud chirping of the birds outside the window behind him. However, his frown and frustrations all disappear when he sees his wife still sleeping soundly beside him. No one would be able to fully understand the amount of love that Sunwoo holds for you. Ever since you took his hand in marriage, waking up next to you quickly became his second favourite, most cherished, most anticipated thing that he would look forward to; a far second to your kisses and the way you kiss him lovingly each time. On the days when one of you would be too worn out from the day’s activities, your body would give up first. Even though it hurt to be going to sleep alone on the cold and big bed, you both knew that at some point in the night, the ‘I love you’ whispers directed at each other would never fail to put a smile on your faces.

“Hmmm…” Your husband hums to himself, closing his eyes once more and pulls you closer to him. His smile widened at your shampoo's familiar scent, and he couldn’t help but press his lips to yours, “Bubs.”

The deep giggles from across you finally made your eyelids lift, your eyes still squinting from both the light and the tiredness that is still in your system. You groan at the continuous kisses that started from your plump lips, now trailing up to the tip of your nose, your eyelids and back down to your jawline. The way you would attempt to hide your blush by turning over to the other side would be the start of the early morning chaoticness between you both.

Going back to the first dialogue, Sunwoo resorted to tickling you, still pressing light kisses to every part of your exposed skin that his shirt failed to cover properly. It started from your face, collarbone to your shoulder, and you continued to try to contain your laughter to avoid waking up your daughter in the nearby room. You tried to reason with Sunwoo to let you out of this situation alive, using your child as an excuse, but your husband only smirks more at your useless attempt. 

After all the tossing and turning in the bed, you were clearly out of breath, unlike Sunwoo who undoubtedly still had more energy to get some radiant chuckles to escape from your pretty lips—to listen to your voice that he loves so dearly and very much. Managing to finally get a break, you lay flat on the bed. Needless to say, your hair is a mess all over the mattress, some over your face which Sunwoo lightly sways away. There were no more signs of playfulness in your husband’s eyes, especially not with the way he crossed one leg over your frame, his knees now directly next to your hip bones, trapping your lower body as he looked at you with longingness and love. 

Sunwoo just smiles at your beautiful face and his hand automatically slides up from your hips, lifting the cotton material to place his veiny hand on your stomach. “Bubs.” He finally breathes out when you manage to hold his hands, your thumbs soothingly caressing the back of his hands in response.

“Hmm?” The skin contact from the pads of his fingers starting from your shoulder is barely recognisable but you are aware of how he eventually reaches your tired arms on the side of your body. Still keeping eye contact with you, Sunwoo feels the wedding ring on your hand, caressing the diamond he worked so hard for. It’s proof of his love and physical promise that he will stay with you until your last breaths, and the simpler, silver band around his finger that lays on your exposed stomach, is your love and promise to him.

The scene, the way that Sunwoo looks down at you at this moment, is highly familiar. It was the same look he gave you on the night of your honeymoon. The memory flashes through your mind, the light pink blush sweeping on the surface of your cheeks, and your heart beats erratically. Amused at the effect that he had on you, Sunwoo raises one eyebrow, simultaneously on the same half of his face, the corner of his lips lifting as well. A surge of confidence overflows you, grabbing both of Sunwoo’s hands without warning. Sunwoo didn’t back away from your figure, watching carefully at the way your pretty lips parted to let out a soft moan and a ‘good morning, handsome.’ greeting. Not long after, you closed the gap between your mouths, not to kiss him, but to feverishly run your tongue across his bottom, plump lip.

“Sunwoo…” Your voice calls out to him after and he uses a bit of force to tear your hands apart to intertwine your fingers with his, lunging forward to push you back on the mattress and pinning your hands up next to your shoulders.

“God, I love you so much.” Before you could even repeat the same words to him, Sunwoo dives into the crook of your neck and you whimper in pleasure when you feel the surface of your skin between his teeth, “Is this alright?”

You shut your eyes first before mumbling an answer, “M-Mhm.” It motivates Sunwoo to further paint your skin in the shape of his lips. The satisfying feeling makes you squirm under his unrelenting but still gentle touch. You whimper further as a response, your fingers tightening and your toes curling. When Sunwoo’s mouth lands on your left collarbone, you would tilt your head to the right, automatically giving him access that he gratefully accepted.

“Do you remember this?” Sunwoo manages to gasp out, his warm breath hitting your now slightly wet skin due to his intense feelings, “The night that you vowed to be mine. The physical marks that you couldn’t fully get rid of for two whole weeks.”

How could you ever forget? 

Thankfully, there was no need to wake up earlier or use makeup as your blouses always covered the evidence. Thankfully, Sunwoo was also nice enough to keep it within an area that would be easily covered with most of your wardrobe outfits—minus the spaghetti straps and lower neckline dresses which would drive him absolutely wild.

Sunwoo remembers all the marks that he made around your chest and neck area on that night because he’s thought about it: he wanted to place the marks that would just be hidden behind your work clothes but just enough that when you both were back home, the lightest tug would reveal the masterpiece that you let him put the night(s) before. The strategic plan made it easy for Sunwoo to recreate the marks and for you to focus on the parts of your skin that he is focusing on and will focus on.

But this time, it was harsher, more passionate, more loving. Sunwoo has been craving this moment with you, and even after he finished making his usual marks, he continued to trail upwards where he knew you would mewl and gasp at his touch. The new sensation knocks the air from your lungs and you desperately beg for Sunwoo to continue his act.

You cannot believe that a second ago, you thought you were completely out of breath. Because if the earlier events really did make you feel out of breath, then you didn’t know how to describe this one.

“Bubs.” You took note of the series of exhales on your neck that slowly but surely calmed down. Even with your eyes still shut, you can still make out the shadow above you, “You alright?” Sunwoo releases his hold on both of your hands, relocating his palms on the sides of your neck, caressing the underside of your jawline and a longer, passionate kiss that muffles the remnants of your deeper pants from before.

“More than alright, love.” When you open your eyes, the darker look in his eyes from earlier is completely gone. Now, only heart-shaped sparkles reflected the windows of his soul and you would both argue to each other that the other was the reason who put them there, “Are you alright?”

“Of course I am.” Sunwoo’s face closes in on yours once again, leaning his slightly wet bangs on your exposed forehead—it’s obvious that you both couldn’t get enough of each other. The anterior side of his forearm rests next to your face to properly balance his weight as he admires his wife. His other palm cups your still-warm cheek, “How could I not be when I have the smartest, kindest, prettiest and sexiest woman here? And guess what?” He buries his fingers underneath your hair strands, “She’s mine.”

“You’re such a flirt.” 

“You love it.”

“You’re right.” Slowly wrapping your hands around Sunwoo’s neck, you pull him to give an innocent kiss, “I love you.”

You allowed the calming atmosphere to fill you both, tilting Sunwoo’s head to lean his still-warm forehead on yours, the tips of your noses rubbing against each other as you both smile gleefully. The birds continued to sing their songs to each other, most probably waking up your neighbours and any houses with thin walls like your own. 

“Mumma!”

The couple quickly scrambles at the distressed screaming. The father jumps back on the bed, scurrying to hide his body inside the blanket with widened eyes on the freshly made marks that were growing darker and more evident by the second, “B-Bubs, your neck.”

Your hands fly to your collarbone, your own eyes wide at the realisation, “Oh shit.” Both of you knew that there wasn’t much that you could do, so you just opted for the fastest, but unfortunately nowhere secure, way of hiding the remnants by pulling the back of Sunwoo’s shirt to make the front neckline higher until it reached the base of your neck. You sat down on the excess fabric that you made to secure the new neckline in place, just in time for your four-year-old to burst through the door.

When your only child finally steps into the room with hurried steps, you take notice of her white fist around the bunny ear of her favourite plush. The snot runs down her nose and her reddened philtrum tells the couple that she has been wiping her nose for a while. The light grey fabric of the raccoon onesie that she had been matching with your husband now looked darker as the waterfall from her eyes continued to fall onto the fabric. The evidence of the stress that the younger girl showed to her parents made you both gasp in surprise. 

Sunwoo springs into action quickly, kneeling in front of his daughter to get to her eye level, “What’s wrong, princess?” He takes hold of her shoulders, gently applying some pressure to make his presence known to his little girl, “Did you have a nightmare?” 

She only nods furiously as a response, leaping forward for comfort in her dad’s arms. The bunny hits the back of Sunwoo’s head due to the force of the little girl’s arm swing, “I-I think there is a monster in the room! I heard mumma scream!” She wails, her shuddering lips pressed onto the top of Sunwoo’s shoulder. 

“Oh no no no, baby.” Sunwoo soothes your daughter who continues to let out broken wails and cries, drenching his shoulder in the process, “T-That wasn’t what you thought it was.” His heart swells. On one part, it was the admiration of the fact his daughter loves his wife. The other part was the nervousness that the thin walls did not keep the privacy of his acts within their four walls. “Plus, dadda won’t let anything happen to mumma.” He pushes the thought away for now, hearing the bed creaking behind him, “See, look?” With this indication, your daughter lifts her head to see you approaching the little family not too far away from bed.

You still had one hand behind your back to pull the shirt. But, you made it to the little huddle, tucking the shirt under your thighs before kneeling beside Sunwoo and running your hand over your daughter’s back. “Mumma is alright, baby.” You spread your arms open and your daughter lets go of her dad to run straight into her mum’s chest.

You readjust the heartwarming position by wrapping an arm around your daughter’s waist, tilting her body to the side and quickly tucking your hand behind her knees, letting her sit down on your own two knees as comfortably as you can, “A-Are you really okay?” 

The arm around her waist is now around her shoulder to make sure her body doesn’t slip down from yours. “I really am okay, baby. Thank you so much for worrying about me.” You continue to reassure her, pinching her cheek and successfully putting a wide smile back on her face.

Sunwoo sighs out in relief, the deep exhale from his body gaining your attention. From the corner of his eyes, he sees your frown and the disapproving shake of your head. In response, his lips inaudibly moved in all kinds of shapes and sizes, and his hands flew around in the air to emphasise that he was just as stressed as you were. You squint your eyes in response, your pupils darting to the four walls that made your bedroom, and Sunwoo nods in defeat as he understands fully what you mean.

You thought it was all over, the sun bright and happy along with your now composed family. But it was just the nature of children to be curious about everything they see. Your daughter speaks up once again, asking about the now bright red prints on your collarbone, even pointing to the ones visible to her. Sunwoo responded to her act first, cursing under his breath when your wide eyes met his mischievous smile.

“Kim Sunwoo!”

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[hwaflms]

❛ MAKE OR BREAK ! ❜ 𖤐

𖥻 pairing. ex-boyfriend!juyeon x reader

𖥻 genre. fluff with a little angst

𖥻 wc. 2.9k

𖥻 warnings/notes. a little swearing, mentions of alcohol + requested !

"dude, exactly how many people have you invited to this party?", you questioned your best friend haknyeon, eyes widening in shock at the sheer amount of boxes containing alcohol placed on his kitchen counter.

you were used to the various parties haknyeon liked to throw by now, but this seemed like it was going to be his biggest turn out yet.

"well, i really only invited my friends. then they invited their friends, and their friends invited their own friends and so on. you know how this goes", he sighs, running a hand through his brown locks. "i just hate the fact that i'm going to be the one who has to clean up the mess afterwards."

"you can always ask eric, the guy goes manic when he sees places untidy", you shrug, knowing that your other friend would be more than happy to help out. haknyeon nods but then turns to you with a sheepish smile on his face, playing with his fingers.

"...what?", you ask suspiciously, narrowing your eyes at him. "well, there may have been one teensy weensy detail about the party that i left out", he says a little too fast for your liking. you nod your head to urge him on, making him wince. "i might've maybe invited juyeon."

oh. "oh", you clear your throat a little bit, scratching the back of your neck and leaning against his kitchen counter. "t-that's totally cool. i'm totally c-cool with that", you stutter but try to play it off nonchalantly, waving your hand. "you're...cool?", haknyeon raises an eyebrow unbelievingly, and you nod in a way you can only hope was convincing.

he sighs and picks up a carton of beer off of the table top, placing it in the fridge for later. you adjust your position, opting to hop up on the counter and sit there, gathering your thoughts. you were cool with seeing juyeon, your ex-boyfriend again, right? sure, you hadn't seen him in a year, sure, you still thought about him every single day, sure, you tried so hard to forget him but couldn't. but you were cool, right?

"look, we haven't seen each other in like, a year? and we didn't exactly end on bad terms, so there should be no hard feelings", you try persuading your friend, more or less trying to persuade yourself. "no hard feelings?", he chuckles, shaking his head. "well, maybe for him, but you were pretty upset when he left."

"yeah, keyword 'were'. not anymore. i understand that his family had to move to be closer to his brother", you argue. "i'm not mad anymore. we've both moved on, anyway."

"y/n, are you sure you've moved on?"

you stand in front of haknyeon's door hours later, already feeling uneasy. you were never the biggest fan of parties. yeah, you accompanied your friends and went to the ones they threw but you just hated the thick air in the room, the sounds of horny teenagers getting it on in any free space they could find and the overall noisiness in general. you usually sought out a quiet hideaway whenever you came to these parties to just use your phone, or you stuck by whichever friend you came with.

juyeon was the one who did most of the talking at parties. he wasn't exactly the most outgoing person you knew, but he just had that congenial aura that naturally drew people to him; he was very well-liked. you didn't have nearly as much of a social life as him, but that didn't matter, you had him. no one else had him in the same way you did. in that way you were special.

but then he had to move, and you weren't so special anymore. within days of his presence not being there, you realised you didn't know who you were without him. 

shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you began your hunt for your best friend, squeezing your way through numerous groups of people, trying not to bump into anyone and get any drinks spilled on you. "yo, y/n!", you heard a slightly familiar voice call, turning your head in the direction of it. you traced the voice back to its owner, a guy named kevin moon who you knew as haknyeon's friend. he was one of your favourite of his friends, seeing as he was always very nice to you and tried his best to include you in conversations whenever you were at haknyeon's dorm.

you smiled and ploughed your way through the crowd and towards him. upon your arrival, he pulled you into a casual hug, beaming at you as if you had known each other for years and were newly reacquainted. you suppose you could call kevin your friend. you hung out with him a sufficient amount, albeit never alone, but you did usually strike up conversations with the humourous boy.

"are you having fun?", he yelled over the loud music, moving closer to you in order to hear you better. "i actually just got here!", you tried to reply at the same volume. no, you weren't really having a lot of fun, but he didn't need to know that.

"oh yeah, hak was looking for you earlier", he shouted back, moving his body awkwardly to the loud edm beat, making you laugh. "oh okay, well have you seen him-"

"kev, here's your drink-"

and everything feels like it's in slow-motion when you make eye contact with him. which was something you hadn't been able to do in a very long time. he looked the same, if not even better than when you last saw him.

he had always been extremely handsome, but you could say with ease that he looked another level of good this evening. he donned a black tank top paired with slightly tighter black jeans and black boots. his once messy jet black hair was now slicked back and a blueish-silver hue. he had always wanted to dye his hair, but only if you did it along with him. but your hair was still the same shade it always was.

although you knew that he would be here, you couldnt stop your eyes from widening in the plain shock of just seeing him again. he shared a similar expression to you, except he looked even more surprised.

"y/n?", he asked so softly you shouldn't have been able to hear him over the music, but you did, perfectly clear. you meant to respond, you really did, but your words got caught in your throat.

"oh my god, there you are, i've been looking for you for like the past half-"

haknyeon freezes when he takes in the scene in front of him. this was not his plan. he knew that you wouldn't have been able to avoid each other the entire night, but he was hoping your meeting would have gone more smoothly than it seemed to be going now. you were standing there with your eyes darting all across the room, mouth opening and closing like some sort of fish, yet no remotely intelligible sounds were coming from it. juyeon hadn't taken his eyes off of you for even a second, yet, similarly to you, he made no attempt to say anything. in fact, he looked too in awe to speak. and as for kevin, well kevin was just looking between everyone in utter confusion, until his mouth formed an 'o' as if some kind of realisation had struck him.

"oh shit, don't tell me he didn't tell either of you that you'd both be here?", kevin gasped, his closed fist coming up to cover the amused smile his mouth was curving into. turning to you, his eyebrows raised up higher in further understanding. "wait, haknyeon had to have told you, this idiot tells you everything. plus, you don't look as surprised as you should be, just awkward. but you", he turns to juyeon, pointing a finger at him. "damn, you had no idea, huh?"

juyeon shook his head slowly, still staring intently yet softly at you.

haknyeon waves his hands in defense quickly, turning frantically towards juyeon. "shit okay, listen juyeon, i was going to tell you, i really was but i found out that you were moving back really late and the whole break-up thing slipped my mind when i was inviting you-"

"y-you're moving back?", you interrupt him and ask quietly to juyeon, eyebrows furrowing in puzzlement as to why you weren't aware of this yet, sending a glare in haknyeon's direction. "did you just forget to mention this to me, hak?"

"i swear i really did forget-"

"y/n, can we talk?", the voice you were so used to hearing blurted out, making you turn to him. how you missed the way that same voice used to whisper sweet things in your ear, making you giggle because it tickled you. you clear your suddenly thick troat and hold his gaze, which seemed nothing but sincere and genuine, so you give him a small nod. juyeon bobbed his head in the direction of haknyeon's pool and you follow him, but not before giving the owner of the said pool a dirty look, who released a whine that was probably supposed to be apologetic.

to your great relief, the area around and in the pool was empty, though you were definitely expecting to see a number of people skinny dipping or doing something less than appropriate in the water. your eyes trailed along juyeon's figure as you followed behind him, wanting nothing more than to wrap your arms around his waist from behind like you always used to.

"what're you making, baby?", you ask with a smile, walking into juyeon's kitchen. nearing him, you sniff at the air around you, the smell of ramen wafting around. you slip your arms around his small waist, resting your chin on his shoulder as he stirs at the pot in front of him.

"ramen!", he replies, acknowledging your arms by placing his hand on top of yours. he turns in your embrace with a spoon of the noodle soup in one hand, blowing on it and bringing it up to your lips. "careful", he mumbles, placing it against your mouth and feeding you, waiting expectantly for your review.

"it's perfect, ju", you tell him, brushing some hair off his forehead and cupping his cheek, placing a small peck on the corner of his mouth. he beams and returns the favour before turning back in your hold again. "i like when you back-hug me like this. it's cute."

juyeon coughs awkwardly, which snaps you out of the little reminiscing session you were just having in your head. you'll need to get a hold on yourself if you want to make it through the night. "um, hi", you offer him a small smile, placing your hands behind you, cringing internally at the small talk you were forced to make, wishing you could just go back inside and join kevin in his awkward dancing.

he lets out a small sound of amusement, sitting cross-legged on the floor right next to the water, patting the space next to him. you join him, looking at your lap, not knowing what to say. this was very weird and new territory to explore for you. you never used to not know what to say to juyeon. but you suppose things are very different now.

"you look good", you tell him, not looking him in the eye out of sudden shyness. "you look beautiful. you've always looked beautiful", he replies in a nonchalant voice as if he was stating a clear fact, titling his head to look at you properly.you feel your heart doing flips inside of you, knowing that if you two were still together, you'd have given him a peck on the cheek for being so cute.

you gulp, running your hands up and down your arms. you feel cold, but it's not because of the weather, you think. "you know, the cafe still has our spot reserved?", you snort, looking out at the pool. "i still go there sometimes. i don't even order anything. i just like being there."

"i always think of you when i order a caramel latte. i don't even like caramel lattes, i just buy them out of habit", he grins, making you smile as well. "you always used to make fun of me for buying them because they were so sweet. and you'd buy your gross, bitter coffee", you snicker at the memory, feeling like you can taste the flavour on your tongue. "but you'd always end up drinking mine, since yours was way too sweet", he adds on, shaking his head teasingly.

you laugh and turn to look at him with a warm look in your eye, saying, "they don't even sell the caramel lattes anymore. i just get your yucky order."

the air is silent, but not exactly awkward. you tried to think of something to say, but you didn't really feel the need to break the silence, you just wanted to be in juyeon's presence.

"how have you been?", he enquires in a soft voice, resting his chin on his palm. "i'm doing alright, i think", you tell him a half-truth, seeing as you were doing alright, but you know how to read between the lines– he means "how have you been since our break-up?" if that was indeed what he meant, then you weren't really doing incredible, but he didn't outright ask that, so you don't share that with him. "what about you?"

"i'm sorry, that's what i am", he answers honestly, making you look up at him in bewilderment. "what are you sorry for?"

"leaving you."

you sigh, looking at your ex-boyfriend with a sad expression. "ju, you don't need to be sorry, i understood why you had to go."

he smiled and looked at the ground, making your mouth curve into a smile of confusion. "what?", you inquire. "nothing...it's just,", he looks back to you, eyes crinkling happily. "you called me 'ju'. i missed hearing that." you nod understandingly and shrug, mumbling, "it was out of habit."

"i'm still sorry. i regret everything. if i could go back in time, i would've never broken up with you", he confesses, and just with those words, you can feel your heart rate pick up. no one else could make you feel the same way lee juyeon could.

"it wouldn't have worked out anyway. we both know we'd be terrible at long distance. besides, i would've just been a distraction from your studies and stuff", you argue, but you don't know why you were trying to argue, because if it came down to it, you would've never wanted to break up with him either.

"when i was gone, i realised how much i missed this place and how much of a home it was to me. how much of a home you were to me. still are", he states, and you're not sure your fragile heart can take much more of this.

"it's not your fault. besides, you're back now. sure, things have changed, but what matters is you're back", you tell him truthfully, since you really didn't believe that any of this was his fault.

"that doesn't make it okay, y/n. look, i came back for you. i came back because i was so fucking miserable the past year being apart from you.", he reveals, sliding closer to you and taking your hand in his own. "i know you've already moved on, but i'm still where we left off."

you are now at a loss for words. juyeon is looking at you in a scared, vulnerable way, and you feel your heart break slowly for him. you bring your hand to the side of his face, fingers ghosting the skin of his cheek. the internal debate you had going on in your mind suddenly ceased. haknyeon was right, like he usually was. "who said i moved on? fuck, juyeon, i never stopped loving you."

that was all juyeon needed to hear before crashing his lips on to yours. you kiss him back just as fervently, letting out a squeak of surprise as his pulls you on to his lap. wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his middle, you allow him to slip his tongue into your mouth, kissing him deeply in return. his arms snake around your middle, his big hands gripping on to your hips as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip.

you are the first to pull away, fully breathless, chest heaving as you gaze lovingly at the boy. you feel tears prick your eyes at the intensity in which he looked right back at you, so warm, tender and adoring. "aw, baby", he tuts, pulling you into him so you were buried in his chest, his arms wrapped tightly against you. you sniffle slightly, the sound of your crying being muffled by his broad front. "it's okay, shh", he whispers into your hair softly, petting it soothingly. "i'm here now."

you pull back with a very wet smile, pressing a very wet kiss to his grinning lips. "you're here now", you repeat breathily, not being able to believe that you are actually sat on his lap after a whole year of being away from him. his originally slicked back hair was now falling by his eyes, after the hair pulling from the heated make-out the two of you had. you gently ran your fingers through his hair, making him release a sigh and close his eyes in a relaxed way.

"you changed your hair", you commented with a small sniffle, making him open his eyes and peer at you in a confused manner. "do you not like it?"

you shake your head quickly, leaning in so your cheek was pressed against his, placing small pecks on the side of his pretty face.

"no, god, i love it, you look so hot, it's just that we were supposed to get our hair dyed together", you pout, poking your nose into his cheek, making him giggle.

"well, that's what we'll do on our first date then", he announces proudly, giving your waist a small squeeze. you snort, shoving him playfully. "our first date?", you echo, bemused.

"yep. our first date."

[timextoxhajima]

THE BOYZ MASTERLIST

genre key: 💔: angst | ☁️: fluff | 🔞: smut | 💥: action | ✨: fantasy/supernatural

rec!s are indicated with consideration as author’s favourites/reader’s favourites

*no indication of chapter no. = drabble/oneshot

T H E B O Y Z

» group

The Boyz as Things and Feelings [Headcanon, ☁️]

The Boyz as a Frat House [Headcanon, 🔞]

GEN Z [ALL Members/12 Chapters] *SERIES ON HIATUS

12 Days Of Christmas [COLLABORATION PROJECT] (ALL Members/12 Chapters) [Completed]

Throne of Zeus [Random Members/Drabble Series/Royal AU]: The Prince of Dionysus (Juyeon, Younghoon), Athena VS Poseidon (Changmin, Haknyeon)

The Enigmatic Eleven [All members/vampire! au ✨💥] rec!

» sangyeon

Paris in the Rain (Best friend! ☁️) rec!

you receive a confession in the rain one night in paris

glassware (CEO! ☁️)

after a misunderstanding, you're invited to a private villa with a charming man

timestamp: 4.43pm (🎄☁️)

a christmas afternoon with your fiancé

» jacob

timestamp: 12:03am (☁️)

your college crush giving you a ride back home <3

» younghoon

1950 (bf! au ☁️)

a late night date

» hyunjae

HOSTIS [Dr! au /20 Chapters, e2l 🔞] rec!

after a decade-long rivalry, you meet him again in your workplace

Best Friend’s Brother [best friend's brother! au ☁️] rec!

breaking the boundaries you and your friend set for each other

Accelerate [Racer! au ☁️🔞] rec!

meeting korea's youngest f1 racer at an overseas convention

like u [fwb! au 💔🔞] rec!

a confession from your fwb

maps: part 1, part 2, part 3 [ex! au 💔]

the truth behind your obsessive ex-fiance

my lips like warm coffee [idol actor! au ☁️]

trying to remain professional with the idol actor

Nevertheless: Pride and Dignity [Nevertheless! au ft Juyeon ☁️💔🔞] rec!

based on the kdrama - what would it be like stuck between two men with opposing tropes?

Run With Me [bf! au ☁️💔]

a comforting movie date

timestamp: 1.20am (☁️)

a late night carnival date

merry bad ending [idol! au 💔🔞]

maybe being the idol’s fuck-buddy wasn’t the best idea after all

» juyeon

In Your Eyes (Ex! Juyeon/5 chapters, 💔🔞) rec!

a few years after a messy break up, you meet him again in the least likely place

Gravity (Chaebol/Lawyer! Juyeon/11 Chapters, 💔🔞) rec!

falling in love with the estranged ceo of your lawyer corporation

Crying In The Club , Give Your Heart A Break (2 Chapters, 💔 *TW depression, abuse)

unlikely protection from your campus crush from a toxic ex-boyfriend

Capital Letters (Pilot! Juyeon/5 chapters, 🔞☁️) rec!

a one-night stand with a pilot turned into a long-term problem

Love Me A Little Less [Arranged marriage fiancé! Juyeon/20 Chapters, 💔☁️] rec!

after her father returns from the dead, a young heir is forced into marriage in order to inherit the company she built herself

Nevertheless: Pride and Dignity [Nevertheless! au ft Hyunjae☁️💔🔞] rec!

based on the kdrama - what would it be like stuck between two men with opposing tropes?

Frozen (bf! Juyeon ☁️) rec!

stargazing with your boyfriend despite being sick

Reveal (bf! Juyeon ☁️)

watching your boyfriend perform on stage

Boundary [Idol! Juyeon ☁️🔞]

finding out who the idol you're a stylist of likes

It’s On Again [Spiderman! Juyeon ☁️💥] rec!

two spider-mutans in the same universe

curiosity [freshman! Juyeon ☁️]

a new chapter with a new beginning

siren [siren! Juyeon 💥✨💔] rec!

what comes after death? reincarnation as a mythical creature

end of the day [bf! Juyeon 💔☁️]

late night cuddles after a disappointing day

» kevin

might u [bf! kevin 💔✨☁️]

what happens when your mortal gets into trouble?

» changmin

Nevertheless: When This Rain Stops [✨💔☁️]

an fwb turned lover - but he's your mortal

» haknyeon

once upon a dream [soulmate! Haknyeon ✨💔]

a compilation of memories across your many lives with only one thing in common

» sunwoo

All For A Taste (fwb! au 🔞) rec!

a night with your long-term fwb

you don't own me (mafia heir! au 🔞) rec!

you get busted by your boyfriend whilst being undercover - or is he?

Grey Area [fwb! au 🔞☁️💔 ft eric/5 Chapters] ONGOING

after sunwoo finds out about lee eun jung’s one-year-long crush on eric, he challenges himself to win her over 

» eric

la la lost you in april (ex! Eric ☁️💔) rec!

a compilation of vlogs about your summer love

Nevertheless: Wishful Thinking (fwb! eric/5 Chapters, 🔞) rec!

getting into a sticky situation with the school's playboy

Enemy (E2L rugby player! eric, 🔞)

after some years of a brooding, competitive bond you've developed with eric sohn over being athletes, you find him again on the same field in different aspects - but this time, you have to cheer for him instead of booing him like you were used to.

Grey Area [crush! au 🔞☁️💔 ft sunwoo/5 Chapters] ONGOING

after sunwoo finds out about lee eun jung’s one-year-long crush on eric, he challenges himself to win her over

timestamp: 12.20am (☁️)

your boyfriend returns home late and cuddles in bed with you

timestamp: 11.30pm (🔞☁️)

it's a stressful week, and your boyfriend tries to relieve some of it

[saltyhyunjae]

22:55

Genre: smut

Pairing: sunwoo x fem reader

warnings: Couch sex, fingering, praise(?)

a/n: this is my first time writing stuff like this so bear w me

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Sunwoo groans for the 10th time already trying to get your attention, but you ignore him and keep your eyes on the tv screen. The movie you’ve been waiting for was finally available on netflix.

“Y/n.” He whines but you still ignore him. “Fine.” You feel him placing his hand on your thigh and you sigh. Of course, that’s why he’s been bothering you. Your eyes still don’t leave the screen, even when his hand moves up your shorts.

You feel his warm breath on your neck and it gets harder to ignore him. “C'mon, baby.” He whispers in a low voice. His hand moves up to the hem of your shorts. You bite your lip when you feel his hand press on your clothed entrance. Sunwoo smirks as he notices you’re fighting back a moan.

“Let the movie go, angel.” He starts moving his hand in a circle motion. With his other hand he cups your jaw, finally making him look at you. His eyes are dark, watching you with an evil smile. He places a kiss on your cheek and then pulls you into a kiss. He dips his hand in your underwear, finally touching where you need him the most. You moan against his lips as he deepens the kiss. “The movie.” You breathe out pulling away from the kiss. “I don’t think you care about the movie right now.” He says, feeling how wet you are.

You kick your head back when you feel him insert a finger in you. He takes the opportunity to kiss your neck. “Sunwoo.” You breathe out. “mmmh, baby?” He hums against your neck. He adds another finger making you moan out harder. you grab onto his arm as he speeds up, his fingers hitting all the right spots. He sucks onto your neck, leaving a mark.

“Still wanna watch the movie?” He smirks. You shake your head. “I want you. I need you.” He growls as he pulls his fingers out of you and pushes you onto the couch. He hovers over you and starts taking off your shirt and shorts. He takes off his hoodie and kisses you again. He pulls a condom out of his pocket before pulling down his sweatpants and boxers letting his cock spring free. He pumps himself a few times before lining himself with your entrance. You throw your head back as he pushes himself into you.

He starts off slow before speeding up, his head buried in your neck, leaving a few wet kisses. “You always feel so good, baby.” He grunts in your neck. You moan, scratching his back at the feeling of him inside you. He digs his fingers into your thigh as he goes even faster, hitting your sweet spot, you moan even louder, motivating Sunwoo to keep up the pace. “I’m-, I’m close.” You manage to get out.

He grips the side of the couch and nods at you, never slowing his pace. You throw your head back again as his hands find its way to your clit. With a few loud moans of his name you come. The feeling of you squeezing him as you come is too much for him and soon after you, he comes too. Sunwoo sighs and kisses your forehead before helping you clean up. Once everything is cleaned up, both of you sit back on the couch.

“So, do you still wanna watch that movie?”

[from-m-izzy]

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[moonshineboyz]

[20:32]

Pairing: Sunwoo x fem reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: mention of cheating, oral (f), fingering, sucking on fingers

a/n: i wasn't even going to write this but after watching this edit and this one, and this post from @hoshiwhxre i couldn't stop thinking about it, so have fun i guess??

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Care to explain how you ended up in this situation? You were seated on the couch and Sunwoo kneeled down on the floor between your legs, holding them up to his shoulders, with his arms hooked around your thighs.  

It was supposed to be an innocent sleepover at his place, just like any other one you usually had, but at some point, you confessed how your jerk of a boyfriend never really ate you out properly and how frustrated you felt at that sometimes. So, your lovely friend offered to help you.

Sunwoo lapped at your dripping cunt and you let out a shaky breath, his dark eyes filled with lust as he watched all of your reactions. Tongue flat as he took long and slow strokes savoring your sweet taste, you couldn’t help but shudder a little underneath his touch, his fingers burning your already hot skin.

You bit your lower lip to hold back a moan, chest starting to rise and fall, it was indescribable how Sunwoo was making you feel so good within minutes, and he had just started. He took a long last stripe to get to your clit and teased it flicking his tongue making you cry out his name, what was a sweet melody for him. “S-sunwoo…” He was enjoying so much seeing you this much of a mess with half-lidded eyes and squirming. You felt him wrap his lips around your nub, giving a light suck and you absolutely lost it, getting even wetter.  

The boy hummed against your core at the sight of you with parted lips throwing your head back, this sent delicious vibrations through your body and you grabbed a handful of his hair. He laved past your lips and inserted his tongue in your wetness, you gasped loudly arching your back and gripped the nearest pillow with your free hand, whining when his warm muscle went deeper and the tip of his nose gently rubbed at your swollen clit, having you flutter your eyes closed.

But soon they opened to glance over your phone sitting next to you when it started ringing, and the screen lit up showing your boyfriend’s name. Sunwoo pulled away a few inches, enough to let his breath fan against you.  

“Don’t you dare answer. Unless it is to let him know how good I can make you feel.” He said lowly and watched as you tossed your phone at the other end of the couch away from you, too busy and lost in the sensations of your friend pleasuring you so well. He smirked and bit down your inner thigh. “Good girl."  

Sunwoo trailed wet kisses from your thigh to your slit and started to tongue fuck you again at a torturous pace, it just felt so good you rolled your eyes, raking your nails through his scalp to tug at his hair, trying to bring him closer. You always thought Sunwoo’s lips were pretty, and that was what made him even cuter, but you’d never imagine how heavenly they’d feel against your pussy with his tongue working wonders on you.  

You let out needy mewls every time he went in deeper, your hips stuttering. You were getting more and more light-headed by the minute, completely drowned in the lustful moment. Wet sounds and shaky breaths filling up the living room and turning you and Sunwoo on even more, his painfully hard cock inside his tented pants. But you looked and sounded so beautiful right there that it only made him want to eat you out more hungrily, but he kept his rhythm. He dug his fingernails in your soft flesh, groaning when you bucked your hips wishing to get more friction. "Sunwoo, p-please. Please, I want to c-cum.” You begged in a choked voice; composure already lost. Shivers going down your spine with the way he gave you the smuggest smile and winked.  

“Since you asked so nicely. But you need to be patient, princess.” A nickname never sounded so innocent yet so dirty, but the way he purred it made you moan.  

Plump lips wrapped around your sensitive nub and a finger slipped inside you, incoherent words and whimpers falling from your lips, his tongue lazily swirling your clit and finger going at a slow pace. Your mind was foggy by the overwhelming arousal, squirming so much that Sunwoo had to hold your hips down. He added another finger, curling them making you melt. “Fuck. Faster p- ah! Please."  

"What a shame he doesn’t do this to you. He’s missing such a wonderful sight.” He taunted before sucking hard on your clit and pumping his fingers in and out of you fast as you pleaded. Your breath hitched and the noise you made came out strangled, body flushed, skin so hot.  

Sunwoo began to flick his tongue in between sucks while burying his fingers knuckles deep inside you, loving to hear you groan and cry out his name repeatedly in a sinful way, your back arching just to collapse onto the sofa again. It boosted his ego to know that he was the one making you breathless, coming undone for him.  

You felt goosebumps as your climax was approaching, your muscles tightening and a coiling tension in your lower abdomen. Sunwoo seemed to notice that too when your whimpers became higher pitched and you started to shudder. “Wanna come on my tongue? Hm?” You wished nothing but your release, however it came, but the idea of coming with Sunwoo fucking you with his tongue sounded so hot you desperately nodded. He gladly did it, rubbing your clit with circular motions to help you chase your orgasm.  

And then your mind got blank, blurred vision. You came and came hard, screaming out his name and several swear words, arching your back and rolling your eyes. You gripped Sunwoo’s hair, jerking your hips against his touch to which he kept on working on you. Thighs shaking, toes curling and abs clenching due to being overstimulated, his tongue roughly lapping at your slit and too sensitive clit.  

You couldn’t stop moving, body trembling trying to get a grip at anything you could reach, your own hair, a pillow, the couch, your thigh. It was too much but it felt so good. Tears started to form at the corner of your eyes when Sunwoo inserted his fingers again and you gasped with the merciless rhythm, your sweet spot getting hit in such a delicious way.  

Your second climax was close and you were going insane, feeling hazy. Nub being sucked with so much hunger your head was thrown back letting out filthy, desperate mewls. Sunwoo groaned, picking up the pace making you see stars and clench around his digits. “Ah, f-fuck! I’m close hmm…” You extendedly moaned, nerves on fire as his hooded sinful eyes were fixated on your figure, admiring how beautiful you looked all fucked out and about to cum. Dizzy on the shockwaves running through your body, not knowing your own name anymore. Sunwoo was giving you something you’d never experienced before and deep within your dirtiest thoughts, you wished he’d do this again.  

Body shaking when you came for the second time, loudly whining and jerking your hips uncontrollably. Sunwoo hummed in approval, still giving kitten licks to help you ride out your high, making your teeth sink into the bottom lip in an attempt to silence your cries.  

He pulled away licking his lips that were glistening with your essence and stood up to lean over your breathless figure. “You taste so good, princess.” The naughtiest smile on his face. “Now suck. Taste how much you came, baby.” He whispered in a velvety voice placing his fingers in front of your mouth, coated in your juices.  

You wrapped your lips around his digits caressing them with your tongue and blushing at the close proximity and the way he was looking at you. With eyes closed you sucked on his fingers as if you were sucking his dick, swirling your tongue and hollowing your cheeks. Goosebumps appeared on your skin as the boy lightly grazes his other hand from your knee to your waist and squeezes it gently.

The sound of your phone ringing made you come back to your senses and pull away from Sunwoo’s hand. The screen showing your boyfriend’s name again, but you just kept on watching it ring, not wanting to pick up. Sunwoo then took this as an opportunity and grabbed your phone to answer it himself, you didn’t object.  

“Hey, man! I’m sorry, Y/N’s sleeping. — Yeah, yeah, I know it’s still early but she was tired — Oh no, she’s fine, don’t worry.” Sunwoo eyed you up and down with a smirk and licked his lips. You knew he was up to no good and just waited. “She just got tired after coming on my tongue, twice. Oh, and by the way, your girlfriend tastes amazing and looks gorgeous when she cums.”