#wayv smut prompts

[yunhohours]

can i request hard dom yangyang with 2 and 88? thank youu

2. “So desperate for it, aren’t you? Well, if you want it so bad, you better start taking it.” 88. “Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.”

a/n: i wrote hate sex oops

“It’s you? Great.”

What a warm welcome.

“Nice to see you too, Yangyang.”

You drop your bag near the door as it bangs closed, leaving way too much silence in the big room occupied only by you and Yangyang. He’s looking at you in the mirror–no, glaring–and it’s already difficult to keep things professional.

You know Yangyang doesn’t like you. He’s had to work with you many times and, needless to say, he has not been happy about it once. You don’t let him slack. When you’re going over a new choreography with him, you’re on his ass. You know the subtleties make all the difference, so even if he “technically” did it right, if he didn’t do it with the right attitude or emotion, then he never did it right to begin with. He must be used to getting by on being “good enough,” and you’re sure his handsome face and charm help too. It’s too bad for him that it doesn't work on you. 

You weren’t even supposed to be here today. He was meant to practice his upcoming solo with one of the other girls. But the one that was scheduled called in sick and you were the only one available for him. It seems no one filled him in on who would be practicing with him. There isn’t even a buffer of other backup dancers to mitigate the tension. This project of his has a minimal but intricate choreography: just Yangyang and the girl dancing with/on him. 

It's going to be a long night. 

“Let’s just get started. The quicker we get everything down, the quicker we can go home.” Your voice is flat and lifeless, taking a big swig from your water bottle to prepare yourself. You already stretched before coming and Yangyang was left instructions to do the same before you arrived. Not to mention, you had to spend the entire day learning this choreography just to be here for him tonight. You were more than warmed up. 

Practice starts off exactly as you expected it would. Yangyang is half-assing moves and looking bored out of his mind. You know it’s not that he doesn’t care about his performance. He’s just doing it to bother you and show you how unimpressed he is with the situation. Silly. That only means he has to spend even more time with you. Until he gets it right. 

“Hey,” you sneer, slapping his hand as it rests under yours. He’s standing behind you, his front glued to your back, palm flat on your lower belly. His position is right. But he’s looking off to the side like maybe something will come rescue him. He’s not present. He’s not emoting. You’ve gone through this section upwards of 20 times already and he just will not put his feelings aside. 

Frankly, you’re tired of being professional with someone who can’t give you that same sense of professionalism back. 

“Can you stop being a fucking baby and do this right so we can go home already? I’ve been working my ass off for you all day. Show some appreciation for once in your life.” You’re staring straight ahead, glaring at the side of his face in the mirror. You’re not fucking around anymore. 

He turns his head to face forward—where he should have been facing the entire time—and he meets your eyes in the mirror. His are black. Cold. His fingers curl up, fisting the material of your small shorts as his hand remains in place on your body. “Did you just call me a fucking baby?” His eyes don’t waver. He’s testing you. 

You choke back a laugh and you can feel it pisses him off, his fingernails digging into your skin under your bunched clothing. You don’t look away either. You’re not afraid of him. “Yes, I did. Does that bother you?” 

The words are barely out of your mouth before Yangyang’s free hand is gripping your jaw, forcing you to look at him directly. He leans close so he can seethe his words through his teeth. “Do I look like a fucking baby to you?” His grip on your jaw is so tight that you’re reluctant to give him a verbal response at all. 

You try to pull your head back and free yourself from his grasp, but he’s stronger than he looks. In the process, you stumble back a bit, further cementing your body to his. Much to your surprise, you feel something all too familiar against your backside: a stiff, hungry cock, covered only by the grey sweats adorning Yangyang’s hips. You can’t help but smirk. This little fucking pervert. 

That’s okay. You’re a pervert too. 

You glance toward the mirror, trying your hardest to get a good look at him in his entirety despite him holding your face still. He looks good. He always does, obviously. But you’re normally too annoyed with him to care. 

But this time… his loose grey sweats, his oversized white tee that’s sticking to his body here and there from sweat. His long blonde hair also dripping with sweat. The veins in his forearm protruding as he holds your face with such force. You can feel your panties dampening at the sheer sight of him. 

You let your eyes—glittering with mischief—float back to Yangyang’s. You enunciate every word as you speak, knowing it will piss him off even more. “I don’t know. You’re sure acting like a fucking baby though.”

Yangyang curses under his breath. His hand lets go of your shorts, only to grab a proper fistful of them this time, and pulls up. You can’t help the moan that escapes your lips as this motion pulls you up onto your tiptoes, your shorts and your panties roughly pulling up against your cunt. It burns but in the best way and in the best place. He turns your face back to the mirror to make you look at yourself practically floating in his hold, a cunt wedgie under his control. 

“Guess I’ll have to show you how wrong you are. There’s nothing baby-like about me.”

You laugh and lean your head back against his chest. “Mm, is that right? I guess you’ll just have to prove it.” Your tongue snakes over your bottom lip, taunting him.

He releases his grip on both your jaw and your shorts at the same time. For a second, you feel panicked. Is it really over already? Fuck, how embarrassing. 

It’s just when you’re about to move, to pretend like that didn’t just happen, when Yangyang’s hand tangles itself in the back of your hair and pulls, forcing your head to tilt up. The delicious moan this pulls out of you makes his cock twitch in his sweats, but he’s not done with you yet. His other hand ghosts down your stomach and dips inside your shorts this time. 

He doesn’t touch you where you want him to. Where you’re dripping wet for him. He grazes the skin around your lower lips with feather light scratches. He’s so so close but he’s being such a tease. You squirm against him and he hisses from the friction. 

“Yangyang, fuck. Will you just—“

You’re cut off by him cupping your heat, making you gasp. He still isn’t touching you in a pleasure-inducing way but him groping you as he pleases is really fucking doing something for you.

“Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop.” You both know the answer and he knows it, the smug smirk on his face striking a balance between infuriating and mouth-watering. You decide to poke the bear. 

“Hmm, too scared to touch me, are you? Maybe you are just a little baby boy after all.”

That’s all it takes. Without warning, Yangyang plunges two fingers knuckle deep inside of you, chuckling at the way the attitude on your face melts away, replaced by sheer pleasure. “Mm, not such a little baby boy now, am I?” His words are a hot whisper on your ear, your neck. His fingers are already curling, seeking out that one special spot. It doesn’t take him long to find it. 

“F-fuck,” you groan, legs shaking and hands grasping behind you at Yangyang’s clothes for some stability. 

“Look at you,” he mock-coos. “Such big talk from someone who gives in to me so quickly.” 

His fingers are fucking into you so fast that you’re vibrating and struggling to maintain any focus or composure. You stutter through half-baked moans. “F-fuck you.”

Another laugh. He pulls your head further back by your hair until you’re looking up at him. He watches as your eyes glaze over, your body limp against his from so much stimulation so quickly. When he can tell you’re about to cum on his fingers, he quickly removes them from you and releases your hair, nudging you forward as if he’s done with you. 

Fuck that.

You turn around, eyes like daggers. He’s got that shit eating grin on his face, just waiting for you to do or say something. He lifts his hand to his face and sucks your juices from his fingers one at a time. He’s infuriating. And so goddamned sexy. 

“Knew you were a little fucking baby. Can’t even finish what you started.”

You shift your focus away from him and towards your bag by the door, heading for it. You’re bluffing, but you will leave if he doesn’t play this right. 

You don’t make it far past him before he grabs your forearm, pulling you back into him. He spins you around so you’re facing away from him, instructing you with a barely audible voice. His tone is dripping with lust. “On. The. Floor.”

You’re quite sure you know what he means. But you’re you. 

You carefully lay yourself on the floor, holding your upper body up on your elbows. You pull your knees up too, letting your legs swing open and closed as you look up at him with defiance. You can feel the heartbeat of your cunt as he stands over you. 

“Aww, are we going to play?”

Yangyang sinks onto his knees suspiciously slow and leans over you, face so close you can smell mint on his breath. His eyes are roaming your face and his lips seem to be positioning themselves to kiss you. When he leans down further, you close your eyes, anticipating a kiss that never comes. 

Instead, you hear him scoff, his hands quickly finding their way to your hips and flipping you onto your stomach. You whine from the surprise, but the feel of Yangyang’s hand slithering under your body to press against your stomach, pushing your ass into the air for him is intoxicating. 

Your hair is a mess over your face as you turn your head to the side, looking for air in this suffocatingly hot room. You feel drunk on whatever the fuck is going on here. 

“You never know when to stop talking, do you?” 

All you can do is smile. You’re finding you love it when he talks to you like this. Normal Yangyang is annoying. Angry Yangyang is a walking wet dream. 

You gasp when his hands suddenly yank down your elastic shorts, dragging your underwear down with them. You hum as you hear the sound of his drawstring being pulled loose. You whine again when you feel the head of Yangyang’s cock sliding between your folds, teasing you. You’re already too close to cumming from all the tension. 

“God,” you exhale, feigning annoyance. “All little boys know how to do is play.” Your words are biting but the pathetic moans peppered between them are all too telling. 

Yangyang sucks a sharp breath between his teeth. You really know how to rile him up. “So desperate for it, aren’t you? Well, if you want it so bad, you better start taking it.”

And just like that, Yangyang thrusts his full length into you, a loud groan of relief echoing off the walls. You, on the other hand, are rendered silent, open mouth and closed eyes. Your body is quivering already, your orgasm only moments away. 

Yangyang can tell too. His hand travels up your spine until it does something it seems to do a lot: grab a fistful of your hair. He pulls until your heavy head is facing the mirror, eyes open. “Watch. Watch as I fuck you through this orgasm and ruin you. You’ll never be able to cum for anyone else.”

Holy fucking shit. His confidence and self-assured tone make your cunt flutter around him. And as if on cue, Yangyang gets to work, ramming himself into you with so much vigor your body is bouncing back and forth from the blows.

You pray to every god that no one can hear inside this room. Your moans are so loud and pitiful, you’d be embarrassed if you weren’t so busy having the fuck of your life. By now, you’ve given up the attitude. You don’t have the brain power to maintain it when all you can concentrate on is the fullness of Yangyang’s cock in your warm, little cunt. 

And just like his fingers, his cock is quick to find your sweet spot, relentlessly attacking it until you’re spasming and covering his shaft in your cream. 

You instantly feel sleepy after you cum, whimpering as he continues to fuck you through your comedown. You feel like your body is too heavy, your eyelids too heavy. You could just collapse on the floor and lie there for days, you’re sure of it. 

But there’s no time for that as Yangyang chases his own high. Instead, you watch the reflection in the mirror through low lids. You see yourself, fucked out and practically—no, literally—drooling on the floor. You see Yangyang, fully in control of your body. You’re not sure when he took his shirt off but now you can see the glisten of sweat on his chest and abdomen. If your body didn’t weigh six thousand pounds right now, you might just try to sit up and lick some of it off. 

“Fuck, how are you so tight?” Yangyang groans, head snapping up to face the ceiling, eyes closed as he tries to not lose control of himself. It doesn’t seem to be working though and you can’t tear your eyes off him. The way he grits his teeth. The way he pushes back his sweat-soaked hair when it falls in his eyes. The way his hand is definitely leaving bruises on your hip. The way he circles himself inside you when he slows down, moaning instead of groaning. 

The way his brows knit together and his jaw slackens when he orgasms, hips stuttering. The way he stays put inside you as he tries to catch his breath. The way his cum leaks down your thighs when he pulls out of you. The way he falls onto his back, spent, content to just lie on the floor in silence. 

“Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s finish up this practice.”

Oh, he’s really going to hate you now. 

[morningsunandnightsky]

I'd like to know what is something you are insecure about that you'd like to see more of in fanfiction?

[2jaeh]

2022 Christmas Fics 🎄🎁

short christmas/holiday themed fics and drabbles about nct. enjoy !! ❤️🤍 - lin

first snow | haechan

candle light | mark

baby it's cold outside | jaehyun

i'll be home for christmas | jisung

summer rain | winwin

christmassy! | xiaojun

'tis the season | jaemin

[nctpromptmeme]

[!] request for prompts

please send in more prompts (review guidelines before submission)! the more prompts submitted, the more opportunities for writers' inspiration to take hold. you never know who may make your fic come to life!

[sxcret-garden]

ღ WayV Kun x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~700 ღ genre: smut (mean dom!Kun, fingering, mentions of edging, reader cums without permission, overstimulation & forced orgasm as punishment, daddy kink, a bit of degradation, reader is called slut once) ღ reader: has a vagina, no description of chest, no pronouns used to refer to reader ღ warnings: heavy dom-sub dynamics ღ prompt: “Do you think you deserve this?”

Author’s note: A daddy kink??? On my blog????? 🫣

Your legs are trembling and your back is pressed against his chest as you’re sitting in front of the mirror at the edge of the bed, his fingers working inside you, and with each time he grazes that perfect spot in your dripping pussy, you go a little more insane. 

“Don’t you dare cum,” Kun mutters, his voice low but clear, and you shiver at his words. You’re so close, hanging on by a thread after he’s already edged you twice, and you know if he doesn’t pull out soon, you’re not gonna be able to obey him.

“C-can’t… t-take it…” you stutter, needing all your brainpower to somehow keep yourself from tumbling over the edge right then and there, and the way he keeps talking to you along with the way his hard cock is pressing right against the small of your back isn’t helping either. “P-please…” you whine.

“Please what…” He watches your reflection in the mirror with calm eyes, fingers skillfully curling against your walls at just the right angle - or well, the entirely wrong angle if the goal is not to cum. 

“L-let me cum… please…”

“Hmmm…” he pretends to be thinking about it, enjoying the way you’re fighting to regain control over your own body that’s about to betray you. “Do you think you deserve that?”

“Y-ye..s…” you hiccup, and you shut your eyes tightly, and maybe that was the big mistake you made. Because once you open them again, seeing the angle at which his digits are fucking into your cunt, your legs all spread out for him, while his other arm is wrapped around your waist to keep you pressed against his chest, you know it’s over. “S-sorry…!” That’s the last thing you can force yourself to say before your orgasm overwhelms you, shaking you whole as he fingers you right through it.

“Such a little slut… can’t help but cum watching yourself being fucked like this, huh?” You respond with a pained whine, pleasure leading over into overstimulation as he presses his thumb against your clit until you’re shaking uncontrollably in his hold and the once so pleasurable touch now burns like fire.

“F-fuck… p-please… t-too much…!” you whine as you squirm, trying to escape him, but he has you secure in his hold, not budging at your attempts to free yourself. And then, through the way the pain is clouding your mind, you can feel him moving behind you, rutting against your ass while he sinks his teeth into your nape.

“Shouldn’t have done that, hm?” he growls now, becoming breathless himself as he can feel you struggle in his arms. “Shouldn’t have cum without daddy’s permission.”

“S-sorry… ‘m sorry… so sorry…” you repeat over and over again, your head spinning from how you’re losing control over the way your body is squirming under his touch while he keeps fucking his fingers into you and very slowly you can feel another high building up in your stomach.

“What do we say?” Kun asks, and if you weren’t so out of it yourself you might’ve noticed the strain on his voice as he’s speaking.

“S-sorry daddy… s-sorry…” you mewl.

“Fuck, that’s right… you’re so fucking cute like this…”

“Mmmh,” you whimper, and then another high washes over you suddenly. It’s like your whole body is burning up in a mixture of pain and pleasure as you contract around his digits, your mind going blank at once, and this time he pulls out and lets you recover once you’re coming down from it. And as consciousness is slowly returning to you, you notice the warm sensation on your back - he too found his release, cumming all over you from behind.

“Learned your lesson?” he asks, hand wrapping around your throat and tilting up your head so you would look at him through the mirror. You know he pushed you this far just so he could see you lose and consequently punish you - and it’s not like you hate it when he does that. Still, what else is there left to do for you than to nod obediently, your body still shaking as you speak,

“Yes, daddy.”

[8myass]

୨୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ hi, y'all! i'm new to this community and i just wanted to do a little "intro to my account" post with a bit about me and my writing! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ my name is lele, i go by she/her pronouns, and i'm 18 y/o, but i've been writing (and reading) fanfics for years. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ this is an 18+ account for the mature themes written. i know minors will read anyway, so just read responsibly and understand what you're getting into. there should be no shocker when there is smut in a smut story. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ i follow everyone back! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ will include a lot of dark content, fluff isn't my strong suit. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ works are scheduled to be posted every saturday and sunday (hopefully). `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ if you enjoy my works, please like, comment feedback, and reblog! that would be very much appreciated!! 🩵 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ requests are open! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ prompts for requests are found here, but any requests are appreciated ♡. requests will be answered out of order, so it might take a bit for me to wrack my brain of good content to answer requests! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ anons are welcomed. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ currents anons are: 🧺 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ taglist is open!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i won't write: strictly bxb content (i'm inexperienced, maybe i'll try it in the future, also might be on sidelines of stories), incest, mpreg, male reader for smut (as i am not male, i deem it hard to write the mc as a male. but gender neutral is okay), nothing much that i won't really write. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i do write: gxg, stepcest, age gaps (legal), infidelity/cheating, noncon (no consent given), dubcon (consent is questionable), cnc (roleplayed noncon scenarios, but it's fully consensual), bondage, any kink you can think of (no piss/shit kinks tho 😐), pegging, dom!reader, switch!reader, yandere, stalkers/stalking, gore, knife play, gun play, sensory play, branding, murder (not of mcs), omegaverse / a/b/o (never written before, i can't promise it'll be good, but i can try??), dacryphilia, unprotected sex, breeding, voyeurism/exhibitionism, blackmail, sensory deprivation, femdoms (whether this means reader or idol), g!p, anal, threesomes/foursomes/anysomes rly, orgies/gangbanging, monster fucking??? idk ig that's all for now, i'm willing to try everything at least once, i'm a rather experimental writer. if it's not listed, i will probably write it anyway lmao. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- genres i write: smut (w or w/o plot, preferably w), fluff, angst, horror/thriller, suggestive, crack, honestly just anything (always experimenting). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i write: series (possibly), drabbles, oneshots (less than 4k words), fake texts, headcannons, hard/soft thoughts, full-fics (more than 4k words). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- boy groups i write for: nct (all units; nct dream, nct 127, wayv, nct wish but only fluff for all minors), riize, seventeen, stray kids, txt. however, i'll write for any boy group! these are just the only ones that my brain typically needs no help in coming up with ideas for. male soloists can be written for as well! (ngl, i just write for anyone i feel like, so any group is open for requests) ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- girl groups i write for: (g)i-dle, aespa, blackpink, itzy, newjeans (only fluff for hyein and haerin), le sserafim (only fluff for eunchae), twice, and mamamoo. (kard can also be requested as a co-ed group, female soloists are all able to be written for as well) (i really just write for anyone, so anyone is open for requests too)

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ you can find my male idol masterlist here and my female idol masterlist here! ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ recent works: nct 2023 yandere headcannons, suicidal (yandere!felix) ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ what i'm currently working on: your touch (yandere!anton) [wip, but on hold]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ jaehyun 2024 birthday event!! [m.list for event can be found here] (on hold)

[vnti-vntiety-recs]

Nervous to req cus I don’t know what’s within the limits or what kind you’d write or what to stay away from bc it could contribute more to the problem of the writer block

Length:

The fics could range from 1-2k

What I Will Write for:

Fluff Smut Angst If there is a prompt thay you would like me to write pls send it!

What I Will Not Write for:

Rape Non-consensual (i'll write for cnc) sexual assault Water sports Incest (unless there step siblings I might let it slide🤔)

Who I write for:

Nct 127 (I will NOT write for Taeil) Nct Dream Wayv Seventeen Ateez

A/N This is my first time opening my requests so im not to sure how this goes but heres an idea of what im ok with writing. when in doubt just ask and ill lyk. All of my works are smut so dont feel shy to get a lil freaky lmaooo

[restlessmaknae]

restlessmaknae's request event [guide]

Celebrating 6 years on Tumblr and a number of followers I thought I would never reach, I would like to repay you for your love and support in the form of a request event. Writing is a hobby of mine that allows me to escape, to push my boundaries, and to leave an impact on readers. Even if you crack a smile, laugh at the words or feel understood by them, I'm truly honoured that you've joined me on this journey. 💞

Now, onto the good stuff.

As voted by you, readers, in a previous poll of mine, you can request stories based on genres, settings, but you can also throw a prompt into the mix.

HOW DOES THAT WORK?

You send me an ask with a genre and/or setting and a certain idol in mind, but you can add a prompt from these lists as well (they might help with certain settings):

Prompt list #1: Enemies to lovers but one is injured

Prompt list #2: Prompts for ex-lovers

Prompt list #3: Sacred romantic moments

Prompt list #4: Hurt comfort starters

Prompt list #5: "I HATE YOU, BUT I JUST DID SOMETHING TO HELP YOU AND NOW I NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF" prompts

Here are some examples:

best friends to lovers with Jake (Enhypen)

prince!Intak (P1Harmony) in a fantasy kingdom

zombie apocalypse au with Serim (Cravity) + enemies to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX)

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers

[prompt] with Hyunsuk (CIX) + exes to lovers + murder mystery

RULES

Smaus, bulleted stories and reaction stories can't be requested

I don't write smut, and if I feel uncomfortable by your request, I have the right to reject it and not write it

Only member x reader/OC, no member x member stories can be requested (you can specify if you want a gender-neutral reader insert story, otherwise I write female!reader stories)

I decide on how long the story will be, but I plan on writing stories less than 5k for this event (so expect drabbles and one-shots)

There's no deadline by which I plan on posting your story, it depends on how much time I have beside my full-time job and how much inspiration I have for your requested story - so please, bear with me, I'll get around to it as soon as I can 🥰

One user can request up to 2 stories - for tagging reasons, I kindly ask you to let me know about the blog you want me to tag in case you would write the ask on anon (for instance, if your main blog isn't kpop-related, you can write on anon and tell me your kpop sideblog's URL/username)

I close the requests after receiving 12 requests or by 30th September - whichever comes first

I will combine all the requests into a masterlist as soon as they start coming in, so you know that I've received your message

BANDS/ARTISTS YOU CAN MAKE REQUESTS FOR:

A.C.E

ATEEZ

CIX

CRAVITY

ENHYPEN

EPEX

GOLDEN CHILD

NCT (Mark, Johnny, Jaehyun, Doyoung, all of WayV)

ONEUS

P1HARMONY

PENTAGON

SF9

THE BOYZ

TXT

VERIVERY

VICTON

WEI

Soloists: Kang Daniel, Woodz, Demian, Ong Seungwoo, Park Jihoon

If you have more questions, don't hesitate to ask me!

Otherwise, enjoy the event and request to your heart's content! 🥰

Tagging everyone on my taglist in case you would be interested in requesting (some I couldn't tag, unfortunately): @dat-town, @stories-inbetween-the-stars, @koishua, @tranquilpetrichor, @americanokisses, @effulgentfireflies, @kuleo26, @wccycc, @littlestartonightsposts, @squiishymeow, @sunooslover, @heyditseeey, @syrxiee2, @tsunchani, @hyunjinswife, @sweetjaemss, @laaylaaz, @fvrteez, @chaeryeongs-wife, @hyu-won, @bamboongi, @kyusqult, @chang-ryul, @winterbeartaehyungbestboy, @i2kittenz, @miafox117, @hannieyooon, @soobin-chois, @ishuayou

[sijiv]

hello, my name is siv or most known as sijiv on tumblr. i make smut, fluff and angst. i just got back on, if anyone wants to follow up and stay in tune just follow. i write for boy groups only like: the boyz, riize, bnd (legal line), stray kids, exo, enhypen, p1harmony, wayv, and TWS (legal line) mdni

what I write: bdsm, cum eating, dirty talk, dumfication, dom!reader, dom!idol, sub!idol, sub!reader, mommy kink, daddy kink, hand kink, head (g. and r.), public sex, praise, degrading, voyager, spitting

what I don't write for: anything to do with shit, anything with piss, idol x idol, MINORS, anything with furries, rape

I'm korean and I go by any pronouns (i'm a female bodied writer LOL). I try to make my writings as realistic as possible, so you're not gonna see no stupid unrealistic wattpad shit, sorry my loves. though, whatever prompt I'm given I'll make sure to make it as realistic as possible okay?

since I am starting off new, what do you all want first!

[gimmethatagustd]

Jai bb for the Spotify wrapped prompts, if it hasn’t been done already, 13 with Yoongi 🖤✨

(If someone’s already requested then 31)

Talk's cheap, I'm about that action / Girl, can you feel the attraction / Baby, come closer, I got what you want / I can tell you that you want it, there's no need to front

» pairing: yoongi x reader

» genre: BTS | 18+ | drabble | strangers to lovers | smut

» wc/date: 934 | December 2022

» warnings: fingering | not necessarily an unhappy ending but Yoongi’s not endgame

» masterlist | AO3 | send me ur thots 👅

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It’s 2012 and you’re at a Borgore concert. 

That’s it. That’s the story. 

Strippers are flipping around poles as sexually-suggestive videos play from large monitors on the stage while Borgore remixes one of your favorite songs, “Nympho”.

To no one’s surprise, you’ve gotten separated from your best friend - who is somewhere in the massive crowd. It’s fine, though, because you’re dancing with a stranger whose hips know how to move to the chaotic music. 

You feel the man’s hand slide against your side, coming around to stop against your hip bone. He presses his fingers into your hip, fingers splayed and palm flat against you. The pressure fluctuates with the music, tightening and loosening as he guides your body to move against his.

You don’t mind that he’s taking control. You’re honestly exhausted, and you’re only realizing it now that you have a solid body to lean back against. It’s kind of nice to have someone else take the reins, to move you to the beat while you can just let your head loll back and let this stranger take care of you in some strange way. 

His breath is hot against your neck, as is the bulge in his pants that he’s got pressed nearly in between your ass cheeks. He’s big; you can already tell. 

Your body feels like it’s been engulfed in flames when you feel his fingers slip beneath the hem of your t-shirt. His hand is sweaty and too warm, but the sensation of his skin on yours makes your whole body shiver. You look down to watch him rub small circles into your side, his long fingers venturing further inward to slide against the lower half of your stomach. You tilt your head and see his left hand join in as he grabs your left hip. 

He squeezes your hips, forcing you to buck backward until you’re flush against him. The action makes you grind against his crotch and allows him to move your hips in circles to the beat of the music. 

You don’t even know what he looks like. You tried to get a glimpse of his face when you turned your head to the side, but the strobe lights hadn’t flashed at the right time to allow you to get a good look at him. But you decided it doesn’t matter when you feel his fingers play with the button on your jeans. When you don’t protest, the stranger pops the button and moves onto your zipper, slowly tugging it down. 

It’s loud enough in the venue that it doesn’t matter if you moan when his hand slides down the front of your jeans. You wish you could see his fingers swirl against your clit, but your jeans are too restricting and the lighting is too crazy. 

You feel like your legs are going to give out when he leans forward slightly so he can bend his wrist enough to slip a finger inside of you. No, two, two fingers because you’re already so soaking wet. By this point, you have no idea where your friend is, and you don’t particularly care. You also don’t care that there are quite literally hundreds of people who can easily turn around to see a stranger finger you in the middle of the concert. 

He moans, breathing hot against the curve of your ear. It’s a deep, throaty sound that begins with a rumble that slowly turns into a whine at the end. His free hand still squeezes your hip, forcing you to grind against him while he starts pumping his fingers into you in rhythm with the beat of the song currently playing. 

It’s the dirtiest thing you’ve ever done. You’re not the type to hook up with random people; you won’t even kiss a stranger. But there’s something about the anonymity of a dark room full of strangers getting lost in the electricity the music is zapping into the crowd. 

“Fuuck.” 

It’s the first time you hear him speak, and the gravelly edge to his voice and his deep moans shoot straight to your core. He sounds so fucking hot that you almost don’t want to know what he looks like. You like having your imagination fill in the holes; no need to disappoint yourself if he’s not as sexy as his voice and fingerfucking skills would lead you to believe.

You cum during the grand finale with the guy pressing open-mouthed kisses along your jaw and down your throat. You can just barely make out the sound of the DJ thanking everyone for coming, and you can’t pull your brain out of its haze until the lights in the venue suddenly flicker on. It’s bright, painfully bright.

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see your friend pushing through the crowd toward you. Yet all you can focus on is the absence of warmth against your back. 

“Wait,” you try to call out to the guy, but your voice is hoarse from screaming along to the music. When you turn around, you’re met with a sea of people shuffling toward the exit. It’s impossible to find him in the crowd; you have no idea what he looks like. 

“That was fucking EPIC!” Your friend tugs on your arm with sweaty hands. Her makeup is smeared and her voice is just as hoarse as yours. “Sorry I got pulled away from you. Did you have fun?” 

You allow her to guide you out of the venue, your body still buzzing from the orgasm and the strange feeling of longing that sits in the pit of your stomach. 

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Kinkmas - Day 14: Lingerie W/ Ten

Post Date: 14th December 2022 Content: Smut - SuperM/NCT/WayV Ten x Reader WC: 1K TW?: Lingerie/ SoftDom!Ten/ Body worship

Summary: To cheer him up after a hard time over the holidays, you try on something a little special for him. 

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“Are you okay baby?” You asked him, pouting when he turns to you with a pout on his face, shaking his head slowly, eyes barely open as he tries to keep himself awake. 

He’s been so busy for the last few weeks with the promotions and comeback, everything. He’s barely had time to even sit down for even five minutes just to relax, and now being home with you, it all catches up to him and he’s ready to sleep for days on end. You couldn’t blame him for that, it hurt you to realize how hard he’s been working, and understand that he may need a few hours to come around. 

However, you couldn’t help but feel the need to cheer him up, but the ideas that come to mind made you cringe, not that they were bad ideas, but you just wanted to treat him extra special. He deserves to have something special at the end of the day, he deserves a month-long holiday, doing whatever he wants but you know you can’t easily give him that. 

“Anything I can do for you?” You ask quietly, taking him in your grasp as he lays his head on your chest, resting to the sound of your heartbeat as he hums happily, just happy to be cuddled up to you. 

“No thank you, angel,” He whispers, nudging his head into your chest a little more, arms snaking around you and getting extremely comfortable on you, happily giggling when you’re playing with his hair. “I’m just really happy to be spending time with you”. 

Just as you were getting comfortable, a lightbulb flashes in your head, trying to think of a sneaky way to get into the bedroom so you can try something to surprise him. You were going to feel guilty for ruining his comfort but you had your fingers crossed that he’d love the surprise and it’ll be so worth it.

“Baby, I know you’re comfortable but let me go grab some blankets from the bedroom, I won’t be too long,” You lie through your teeth and the guilt already sets in when you notice his little puppy dog eyes when he unwillingly moves off of you. “I’ll be two minutes”.

Getting up off the couch, you make a dash for the bedroom. You were definitely not going to be two minutes and you know that, but you needed to find something you were looking for in particular. Digging through your wardrobe, you find the little gift bag right at the back, which you put there ages ago, containing sexy Christmas lingerie. 

With fingers crossed, you slide out of your pajamas and snake yourself into the red and white lacey set, white fur resting on your bust, the rest of it making the contours of your body stand out. You couldn’t that even you found yourself to be so sexy in this set, pairing it with a pair of red and white thigh-high socks, holding them up with a red garter. 

Just as you let your hair fall out of the hair tie, you could hear Ten calling out for you, wondering where you are since it shouldn’t take so long to grab the blankets. 

“I’ll be a moment, baby,” You call out to him, rushing to get some blankets and going to wrap one around you but the second you turn around to face the door, he’s standing there with a massive smirk on his face.

“Going to grab blankets, huh?” Pacing towards you, he tuts to himself, eyes completely glued to your body, wetting his bottom lip with a swipe of his tongue, “I didn’t realise that meant putting on the sexiest lingerie ever”.

You couldn’t help but get shy and giggly, wanting to cover yourself with the blanket but he pulls them out of your grasp, letting them drop to the floor as he takes you into his embrace. 

“Don’t cover up baby, I want to see all of you,” His voice is smooth and sultry, hitting you right in your core, burning for his attention but you try to keep yourself composed. 

Twirling you around slowly, he hisses in admiration at your body in the lingerie, throwing his head back satisfied with his hands covering every inch of you. This really boosts your confidence as you carefully watch him, skin igniting with every touch he was making on your now sensitive.

Pulling you right up against him, he guides you to the desk, taking a seat himself and pulling you onto him, head in the crook of your neck as he places light and delicate kisses across the skin and up your jawline to your chin. 

Against your skin, he whispers, “Your body is so perfect, how can it be so perfect?”, making you writhe on his lap with every kiss he plants on your skin, holding you against him tightly, “I love everything about your body”. 

Unable to hold back the shy giggles, you breathe out lightly, getting sensitive from the kisses as your hands hold onto his shoulders, not letting him out of your grasp. 

“These shoulders,” kisses them, “Perfect”. 

“These beautiful collar bones,” another kiss, “Perfect”. 

“This chest,” tongue swiping across it with more kisses to follow, “So perfect”. 

He continues this, planting kisses on your breasts, grabbing onto your thighs and hips, claiming them as perfect, then his. 

“I hope you like this set?” you breathlessly moan from the affection, from the contact, making him nod against your chest, humming as he continues to kiss the rest of you.

“Like it? I love it, baby, it’s made my month for sure,” he replies, cupping your face as he kisses you passionately, the other hand reaching around to grab your ass before giving it a harsh slap. 

“Please wear this more often, over this Christmas period,” He whispers in your ear, licking and kissing your lobe and really messing with your mind and your eyes roll to the back of your head from the way he’s being with you.

Of course, you were going to wear this more often, especially if you’re going to get this type of attention and it’s going to cheer him up more, like tonight. Which was a complete success. 

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Yangyang ღ 4:56pm [M]

ღ WayV Yangyang x fem-bodied!reader ღ words: ~1.7k ღ genre: smut (dom!Yangyang is a bit demanding, some teasing, fingering, unprotected sex) ღ warnings: (he picks the reader up, reader is implied to be smaller than him) ღ prompt: against the wall

A shiver runs down your spine when you feel his hot breath tickling your neck, lips ghosting over the skin to tease you. His hands are firmly placed on your sides, meant to keep you from escaping his hold, while your back is pressed up against his chest. You wouldn’t have tried to get away even if he let you, and he probably knows, because the next thing you hear is him letting out a soft, breathy laugh.

“Babe… come spend some time with me,” your boyfriend Yangyang says, making it sound desperate, as if he was begging for you, but you know it’s all an act to have you wrapped around his finger faster. 

“Baby…” you mumble, about to say that you have things to do, that you have no time to spare, but when you feel him attaching his lips to your nape and dragging them towards your jaw with sloppy kisses, the words simply get stuck in your throat.

“I’m really horny…” he mutters as his mouth hovers above your ear now, before he kisses your cheek. “Want you…” Reason leaves you as you feel him continue to scatter lingering kisses all over your neck, and as he pulls you even closer to him, so you can feel his bulge against your ass. You don’t have a single thought to waste on what you should be doing right now, with your needy boyfriend working so hard to put you in a similar state to his.

As he drags his lips back up the side of your throat, one hand leaves your hips in order to get a hold of your chin instead, turning your head so he can lock lips with you. The way he demandingly moves his lips against yours makes you moan into his mouth, which he takes as permission to deepen the kiss. His tongue slips into your mouth as he spins you around in his hold so you’re facing each other now, and then he slowly makes you walk backwards. Your shoulders gently hit the wall behind you just when he breaks the kiss, and his half-lidded eyes remain rested on your mouth. 

“Yangyang…” you whisper his name, unsure of what to follow up with, but your boyfriend merely draws back in.

“What?” he mutters against your lips, before kissing you again. Your hands find his shirt, fingers digging into the fabric as you try to hold onto him. With his hips against yours, he pushes you fully up against the wall, keeping you in place, and as you part, you find a dangerous glint in the way he looks at you. “You’re so cute…” he breathes, and you frown at him.

“Where…?” Yangyang grins at you now, reaching for your wrists and even though you try to resist him, he brings them up above your head with ease, pinning you to the wall.

“Everywhere,” he answers, placing a kiss on the corner of your mouth, before he elaborates, “Especially when you’re all flustered like this." 

"Where am I-?!” You get ready to argue with him, but even you can’t deny the way his words and actions make blood rush to your whole face, and the way your heart beats like crazy. 

“Everywhere. As I said.” Your boyfriend gives you another grin - a victorious one, because he knows that he has you exactly where he wants you now. Then he buries his head in the crook of your neck, starting to kiss and nibble on your skin.

“D-don’t leave a mark…” you say, but he doesn’t want to listen.

“But I want everyone to see that you’re mine,” he simply retorts, and you can feel your knees growing weak. As he’s making his way to your collarbones, lips exploring everywhere your shirt isn’t covering your skin, he moves his hips away from yours, slipping his hand down in between your bodies instead. He unbuttons your pants with one hand, sliding past the hem and making you shiver as his fingertips find the fabric of your underpants. A moan escapes you as he begins to lazily run a finger up and down your folds, and warmth rushes to your core.

“L-let’s at least take this to the bedroom…” you mumble, and he lifts his head to look at you.

“No,” he says, pressing his finger against your clit to make you whine again. “I want you right here, right now.” You feel a need to protest - after all you’re in the hallway between the living room and the kitchen, which is not a very good place to have sex in your opinion - but somehow the lust-filled look he gives you won’t let you speak. Instead, it just makes you anticipate what he would do to you, and so you decide to be patient.

Yangyang’s lips meet yours again, and you almost sigh in disappointment when his hand wanders from your core to your stomach, pulling up your shirt. He parts from you for a second to slip it off you, tossing it to the ground as he reaches for your hands that you didn’t dare to move from their position above you, and he shoots you a satisfied smile, as if he wanted to praise you for keeping them there. His other hand reaches behind your back, unclasping your bra skillfully and removing it, letting it fall to the floor as well. Then he guides your arms to his shoulders for you to put them there.

“Hold onto me,” he tells you, and you obey, wrapping your arms safely around his neck as he goes in for another open-mouthed kiss. He is quick to cup one of your breasts with his warm palm, kneading the tender piece of flesh and teasing your nipple, causing you to throw your head back as you break the kiss. Attaching his lips to your exposed throat, he kisses his way down, eventually nipping at your collarbones as you hold onto him. 

“Feels good?” he asks, and you immediately nod, moaning in response. “Then how about… this?” Yangyang lets his fingertips dance down your belly, now slipping his hand underneath your panties and touching you directly.

“Mmhh… f-feels better…” you mewl, shutting your eyes tightly and moving your hips towards his touch. You moan as he dips a finger inside, but he pulls right out again, repeating the procedure a few times until you’re starting to get frustrated. “Baby… m-more, please,” you beg, and you earn yourself a kiss before he pushes his finger inside properly.

“More?” he asks. “One finger can’t be very satisfying…”

“P-please…” you whine.

“So cute…” your boyfriend coos over you, and he rewards you by pushing another finger inside with ease. Slowly curling them against your walls, he watches your reactions closely, and eventually you can feel your thighs starting to tremble from the pleasure. You let your head fall forward, leaning against his chest as you hold onto him tightly, moaning and begging for more.

“More…?” Yangyang repeats. “I’ll give you something even better, then.” As he pulls his fingers out, you’re overcome by a sense of deprivation, but when he begins to unzip his own pants, pulling them down just enough so his bulge covered in his boxers is visible, you begin to understand what he’s about to do. “Help me out here, babe,” he whispers, before reaching behind him to retrieve one of your hands, guiding it to his core. You touch his length, palming him through his underwear, earning yourself a groan while he places his forearms against the wall on either side of you to support himself.

“Fuck, babe… Y/N, I want to fuck you so bad…” he groans through gritted teeth as you can feel him grow under your touch, until the strain must be painful for him. Eventually, he makes you stop, and he pulls his boxers down too, ordering you to remove your pants. You’ve barely slipped out of them when he places his hands behind your thighs, telling you to hold on tight, and when you’ve safely wrapped both arms around his shoulders, he picks you up. Pushing inside you with one eager thrust, he makes you moan and he stops his movements right away to let you adjust to his size. “Tell me when you’re ready,” he says, and you can feel his breath on your cheeks as he speaks.

“I’m ready,” you let him know soon after, and Yangyang doesn’t hesitate for a single second. He rolls his hips against yours in slow, smooth motions at first, but as he gets more impatient, he quickly picks up some speed. “F-fuck…” you curse, unable to do anything other than cling to him and to moan at the pleasure of having him inside you. “F-feels so good…” You can feel him digging his fingernails into your skin, the pain mixing with the pleasure and sending you into a state of pure bliss. Legs wrapped around him, you try to move your hips so he would reach deeper inside you as he fucks you against the wall.

“I won’t last long, babe,” he tells you, his voice sounding strained. “You feel so good…”

“D-don’t stop now… please don’t stop…” you find yourself begging, head spinning from the position you’re in and the way he fucks you so good. “I-I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum…” You come undone while moaning his name, feeling your walls contract around his cock, and along with him growling your name, he fills you up with his warm seed. You stay in your position for a few moments, so you can each come down from your highs, until eventually he slips out of you, setting your feet back on the ground.

“That was… nice…” you say, back leaned against the wall while you’re still trying to catch your breath. Your boyfriend draws closer to give you a short kiss, and then he grins at you.

“We can still go to the bedroom now,” he mischievously suggests. “And have round two there.”