#wonbin x fem!reader

[blossominghunnie]

𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞

Pairing: Wonbin x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, established relationship

Warning: None

Notes: So, I just got into Riize and fell in love with Wonbin so ofc I had to write an imagine, lmao. Also, I changed 'story' cause I didn't read correctly and I had already written something else, lmao.

“Y/N.”

“Love”

“Babe!”

“Uh? What?” Wonbin kept calling you but you were elsewhere.

“I’ve been calling your name for like 5 minutes.” He pouted. “Were you listening or did you dissociate?”

“Of course I was listening, honey!”

“What was I talking about?” He crossed his arms, still pouting.

“Uhh, about your new dance routine?”

“No, I was talking about some cute earrings I saw for you and I. So we could match.”

“Oh.” You giggled. “That’s so cute, baby.” You hugged him but he was still sulky.

“What were you thinking about instead?”

“I’m so sorry for not paying you attention but I was thinking about how much of a cutie you are.”

That made him blush, adorable.

“Oh.”

“Aw, you’re blushing.” You pinched his cheek teasingly.

“Of course not.”

“The red on your face says otherwise.”

“Babeee.” He whined and burried his face on your neck, which made you giggle. You held him and gave him a kiss on the head.

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[pupuyvs]

goal! ー chaewon smau

➼ Synopsis Yoo Jihye and her friends are the biggest losers in school. Though proud of the title, it seems to bite her when someone decides to sign her up for the school’s soccer team as a prank. Now forced to play the full season, how will Jihye survive, especially when the team’s captain is dating her crush, head cheerleader Kim Chaewon.

➼ Genre smau + written, wlw, non-idol au, cheerleader!chaewon, loser!femoc, fluff, comedy, slight angst

➼ Pairing Kim Chaewon x fem!oc

➼ Warning kms/kys jokes, mentions of bullying, homophobic jokes

➼ Status ongoing

➼ Updates whenever

➼ Taglist closed

➼ featuring: aespa, le sserafim, yeji (itzy), yuna (itzy), ahn yujin (ive), jang wonyoung (ive), yeonjun (txt), mark (nct), wonbin (riize), more to come…

➼ a/n decided chaewon nation deserved a blessing after eay, once again though there is an oc however you can view it as reader i truly don’t mind other than that enjoy!!

profiles: loser club | cheerios | tigers | others

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[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

ok but what about giving riize head 🤭 in the reaction of them eating you out you said something about eunseok being a receiver 🙈

you ask and you shall receive, just 50 years later! heh...

shotaro: eh. yes, this feel very good... but when are you guys switching?? it's really hard for him to sit around and do nothing!

eunseok: his time to shine has come. god, how he loves sitting back and watching you make him feel good. god, how he lows groaning lowly and whispering "good girl"

sungchan: enjoys it, but there are more fun things to do. but scratch all that once your mouth struggles to take him because he's just too big... then you're not doing anything else ever again unless he gets distracted.

wonbin: YES. but expect him to do the work. he is going to hold your head and make you keep your eyes on him as he thrusts down your throat 💞

seunghan: yes, but no, or at least not for long. while he loves the smudged mascara, he is not that big on spit. also, he'd like something more interactive, something that gets you off too!

sohee: hello?? yes!! he is going to kiss the ground you walk on if you make him feel like he deserves this <3

anton: it feels really good!!! but he just can't stop himself from thinking that this is a really degrading situation and it doesn't feel very respecting women of him.

[fleurlia]

pairing; seunghan x idol reader

genre; angst, kinda fluff, lovers to exes

note; i hope you guys like this! riize has been really on my mind lately, and it was fun writing about them. i think i'll continue if you enjoy it;

your biggest dream was to debut as an idol. it always had been.

and when you finally made at the age seventeen and after some time of relentless work and effort, you could hear the words "congratulations, you did it" and then make your debut alongside your four closest friends. you felt complete, nothing in the world could take away what you now had.

although you were not paid enough for the hours of effort and the amount you did and all the other thousands of negative points, you never felt so happy in your short life and that was enough for you. the sensation of stepping onto the stage once more always rekindled a sense of fulfillment, filling a void you didn't even realize existed.

the first year was magical, creating a bond with your new four best friends who had essentially become an integral part of your family, revived something within you. the amount of trips, especially for someone who had never left the city, the absurd love that you received from the fans. all the experiences that you might remember for the rest of your life had been in that first year as the main vocalist of your group.

you never experienced emptiness like before; everything was consistently whole and fulfilling. even the various roles and positions you held within the group occupied a significant space within you.

until the day you laid your eyes on hong seunghan.

it was obvious that you would fall for him, who wouldn't?

it was like blinking, natural and predictable. you remembered the feeling of simply looking at him and thinking "it's him", nothing like love at first sight or that you were destined to be together – although seunghan sometimes swore to you that you had been made molded for each other. the feeling of falling in love with him was like sleeping and waking up, you didn't notice or remember how you slept but as soon as you opened your eyes in the morning you knew you had slept. you knew you loved seunghan.

your relationship lasted two years. you would remember these years fondly for the rest of your existence.

from his contagious laughter and humor to his sweet voice singing for you to rest in his arms as you both slept. your relationship was filled with love, passion and missing each other, you spent some time in the united states promoting your group and seunghan was preparing for riize's debut since the first months of dating. you more than anyone else hoped for the day he would be on stage with all eyes on him.

the void that was once filled only by stages and fans now also welcomed you with open arms every day as you returned home.

everything started to go wrong just before the group's debut. pictures of seunghan with an old girlfriend began to be uploaded on the internet a few weeks before the official debut day. you knew him, you would recognize his laugh amid thousands, knew exactly what displeased him and even the way he sneezed, so it was obvious that you knew about it and it was never something to bother you because when you two met you were almost adults.

that was the first ugly fight you had, you had never seen him so upset and nervous before that day. you had a stable career, SM had given a preview of your debut as an actress that year and would officially debut you in your fourth year with the group in a drama as the protagonist, you were extremely popular in the eyes of everyone and seunghan was not, he was far from it and would need to try hard to fix the situation, even though it was not a mistake.

you should have broken up, you and him knew that, but it didn't happen. you still don't know how but after practically begging your manager and him compassionately trying to resolve it, your relationship was 'forgotten' and the concern was turned to how to fix the situation.

and then seunghan finally debuted, it was one of the happiest days for both of you and despite all the confusion, the eyes really turned to him. now both shared that feeling of affection to the stage and fans, and at the end of the day returned to each other's arms.

everything seemed fine, but you knew it wasn't deep down, it seemed like a countdown to something neither of you could avoid. around him, he never seemed worried and nervous, always maintaining his sweet smile and calmly passionate eyes for you, but sometimes you could see how he drifted into a worried expression. it was a matter of two months until you broke up.

you didn't see that coming, you never would have.

you had been called to one of those meetings by your manager, it was nothing new. there was always an alignment or agenda adjustments meeting. you left the practice room as if nothing could happen, innocently even smiled at some people on the way. when you opened the door to the meeting room, you could see seunghan and his manager sitting on the other side of your manager's table.

the same boy you woke up that same morning. in his arms.

you can't remember what was said, what was agreed or arranged, but you broke up there, on that silly tuesday, in such a simple and cruel way. two years of your life were erased there in that small room of that big building. seunghan didn't look you in the eyes once or spoke. both of you spent all those minutes in pure silence. while you couldn't take your eyes off the transparent table and then him, he just sat there with no emotions in his face or eyes, it was as if you didn't know him at all. in the end when both of yours managers discussed about the risky relationship and how you and him couldn't keep it for the sake of both careers, he stood up with his manager from the room and then disappeared behind the door.

after that day, you never saw him again.

his hiatus was announced the next day and despite seeing the other members of his group and even interacting with them, you never heard his name or voice again. you didn't return to the apartment that once belonged to both of you until his things disappeared from there and you could move, and even if you had tried to contact him in moments of pure anger at how he could give up on you so easily, he never answered you, and you understood him. you could understand why he had given up, maybe in his place, you would do the same.

a month passed, all the awards and events came, Christmas and New Year also passed, all of them being the first time in two years that you did it without your boyfriend. he was nowhere to be found. the hearts of everyone around you forgot about it, but yours never did. despite all of that, the emptiness you felt was not even filled by fans, projects, or stages, and it continued to haunt you for a while.

until the day you laid your eyes on hong seunghan again, in the winter of the first month of the new year announcing his return to riize.

[tarosunshine]

I saw your post and if you dont mind, can you write when fem!reader ask riize to buy her feminine towels; I dont know why but that would be soooo cute😭💕💘 and funny 🤭

라이즈 𐙚 ANYTHING﹗— RIIZE ARE TEXTING . . .

genre fluff 𖹭 warning none ﹗ pairing boyfriend OT7 x fem reader | bookshelf .

in sungchan

[unique-high]

2:55 a.m. | RIIZE Wonbin x Blk Fem Reader

Wonbin would wait for you. Down by the bay, at the train station, outside the company’s building, in front of the food stalls, he always waited for you. That became his thing. Sometimes you and he talked, and other times you both let the comfortable silence wedge itself between your bodies, you laughed when he did, and smiled when he did. You weren’t trying to find yourself with him, that would be something you did on your own. The one thing you did want to find with Wonbin is love; wanting to discover how sweet his love could be, wanting to know if it was like a warm hug after a long tiring day at work or was it, “I miss you.” between the sweetest of kisses and the softest of smiles from him or was it feeling like you had found a home in him?

And he wants to find love with you too. It would surprise him how your love reminds him of winter and summer.

Whenever you and Wonbin walk side by side, you’d lean into him enough to let him know, “Hey, I’m here for you.” A little nudge. A little smile to get him to say, “I’m here for you too, y/n.” 

 Wonbin is like the stars. He is scattered across your mind.

a/n: if you want to request Wonbin imagines I'm taking requests.

[eunseoksworld]

𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖧𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒 | 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖶𝗈𝗇𝖻𝗂𝗇

𝜗𝜚 pairing : boyfriend!wonbin x fem!reader

𝜗𝜚 warning(s) : 18+ reader gets called pretty, cursing, oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), finger in the butt 🤓, cum eating, squirting.

𝜗𝜚 notes : everyone always claims seunghan and anton are the munches of riize, but wonbin is actually the best eater! and i will die on this hill.

all you could do is whine as wonbin’s tongue sucked on your puffy clit, his slender fingers thrusting in and out of your sopping cunt.

“binnie ‘s too much” your hips couldn’t help but stutter as you mumbled

through your teary eyed vision, you could see the grin on your boyfriend's face as he looked pulled back from your pussy.

his fingers slowed but never fully stopped pressing into you.

you didn’t realize you were crying until he leaned over you to kiss your tears away.

“too much? i’m sorry baby, you just taste so sweet, i can’t get enough. just let me make you cum one more time, okay? you can handle that” his breath was hot as he whispered in your ear

you’re pretty sure he said that the last three times you’ve came on his tongue tonight, but with him looking down at you with your juices covering the lower half of his face, and the needy look in his eyes, you nodded away.

“use your words pretty, come on” he practically whined, pressing soft kisses on your jaw, down your neck.

“kiss me”, his fingers were slowly fucking up into you, your cum from your previous orgasms were practically dripping down his arm, and his tongue swirled on the sweet spot on your neck, yet you still didn’t feel like he was close enough.

it was no secret that wonbin always let you get your way, so he smiled before leaning in to press his soft lips onto yours, his bare chest pressing against yours. his hot and wet tongue slipping into your mouth only sent you over the edge.

when he pulled back you whined

“see, don’t you taste so sweet?”

before you could respond, his mouth was already back on your cunt.

removing his fingers that were previously curling inside you, he slipped his tongue into your hole, one of his hands rubbing your clit, the other grabbing your hand, interlocking your fingers with his.

you swore your heart melted for a moment as his thumb caressed your hand he held.

pulling back, he sat and admired the fucked out look you had on your face; your eyes closed, your mouth open, with the prettiest noises coming out, and your naked body quivering before him.

he couldn’t help but moan as he watched you fall apart under just his touch, attaching his lips to your cunt once again, he left hot and wet kisses all over your pussy.

“fuck, ‘bin i’m gonna cum”

although you couldn’t see him, you felt his lips form a smile as they rested on your cunt.

“go ahead baby, i’m right here”

“cum all over my tongue, pretty”

“so sweet baby”

with his fingers slipping back into your wet hole and his mouth slurping your clit, your eyes immediately rolled back, and your hips snapped up, rolling into his face, chasing release.

wonbin freed his hand from your grasp, slipping under your hips, pressing his thumb into your puckered hole.

you're not sure if it was a cry or a scream that left your mouth as you came. you're also not sure if your vision went black or if your eyes were shut.

all you know is that you came harder than you’ve ever came before.

you whimpered, pushing his head away as he slurped up your cum, “c-can’t binnie, ‘s enough”,

your legs fell open and your back hit the bed, causing your bouncy to slightly bounce, the exhaustion of cumming four times in a row hit you suddenly.

after coming back down from your high, with wonbin muttering sweet praises to you while caressing your inner thigh, you realize how unusually wet your sheets felt. after a night with wonbin, your sheets were obviously wet, but never like this?

“shit baby, you okay? i don’t think i’ve ever seen you squirt like this before..”

confused, you look down to see how soaked your sheets were and also how soaked wonbin’s shirt was. letting your head fall back into your pillow, you covered your face with your hands.

“that’s because this is my first time ever squirting, wonbin! my god, this is so humiliating” you groaned in embarrassment but all he did was laugh.

he grabbed your arms, moving your hands from your face to softly kiss your forehead.

“well that’s nothing to be embarrassed about, just let’s me know how good i am huh?” the cockiness in his voice had you raising an eyebrow

“alright pretty boy, let’s not let this get to your head okay” wrapping your hands around his neck, bringing him down for a gentle peck.

“so…one more time?” his hand already sliding down your tummy,

“WONBIN?! MOVE!”.

[mphountitled]

𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐑𝐢𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

★ ot7 x fem!reader

★ The Riize members who would respond the best at being called 'Daddy' (Shotaro, Eunseok, Sungchan, Wonbin)

★ warnings: nsfw, +18, dom/sub dynamics, Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Phone sex

─── ⋆⋅ Shotaro

Your voice is stern and remarkably unimpressed when you call your boyfriend's name from the kitchen. Only a couple seconds later, and Shotaro is lazily strolling in... large hands buried in his pockets with that distinct smile stretching the corners of his full lips. His eyes swell with mischief as he leans against the fragile counter.

"Yes, my love?" He sings in a tone of voice that Shotaro weaponizes against you time and time again. When his voice was as airy as it is right now, drenched in literal honey, it proved significantly difficult not to give into his advances.

Right now, however, you're perfectly unaffected by his smile. Instead, you cross your arms over your chest, giving him a death glare as you lean against the counter adjacent to him.

Shotaro's smile is immovable.

"God, you're so sexy when you're frustrated." He pushes himself over the counter, slyly prowling his way to you. "Makes me wanna-"

You push lightly at his chest. Turning instead, to just your head at the pickle jar sitting idly on the counter beside you both. "Open it."

Your voice is stern and monotonous with all traces of jest gone. "I don't have time for your nonsense, Shotaro."

"Ooh!" He exclaims, "My government name? You must really be mad," he snickers before bending down to splay slow wet kisses along your cheek.

"Shotaro." You push at him again, but his hands immediately fly to your hips.

"I'll open it," he whispers, voice heavy, "Just ask nicely," therein lay the proverbial catch. Shotaro could never just be nice for the sake of it. There was always a catch.

"Just..." he places his index finger under your chin, dragging your face up until your eyes were piercing into his. "Just ask me nicely."

Your breathing grows increasingly labored because your boyfriend is unfortunately incredibly attractive and incredibly persuasive. You watch the longing in his eyes grow with immense skepticism.

"I'll just ask Sungchan-"

He cackles loudly, "Do that and you won't get to cum for a month." He's smiling with his head tilted but one thing you learned was that Shotaro rarely ever made idle threats.

"Now c'mon," he says, bending down to you, "Just ask."

You're slipping unceremoniously into your subspace because he's cradling your face now. His shoulders are hunched over you protectively and you close your eyes as you force those words out.

"Please open the jar for me-" You begin, but his grip on your face is unrelenting as he sings, "Aaaahh-"

"Please open the jar for me," Your shoulders slump and exhale in defeat, "Daddy."

"See! How easy that was?" He praises you with a big peck on lips before swerving to pick up the jar of pickles. The big dopey grin he sports makes your embarrassment worthwhile, and Shotaro watches as you munch on your pickles.

"I like it when you ask for my help!"

─── ⋆⋅ Eunseok

It happens during dinner, more specifically, a group dinner to which you were so graciously invited along with the other partners of the other members. Excitement flowed like an electrical current in the air and everyone seemed pleasantly tipsy, whether by alcohol or just the overly infectious and good vibe. Naturally, your inhibitions are on an all time low, as you lazily leaned into your boyfriend while a flurry of waiters brought forth the second course.

Eunseok had been comfortable extending his voice over the chatter in the room while still allowing you to keep a steady grip around his bicep. His hand lazily sitting atop your lap, rubbing dizzying circles on your exposed thigh.

You're not sure how long this had been going on, Eunseok's fingers gradually hiking your pleated skirt up higher and higher while he remained chatting with his friends.

You couldn't contain yourself once his hand finally slipped inside, up under your skirt...

Instead of stopping him, instead of pushing him away by the hardened contours of his bicep, you let it happen. Releasing a small, little exhale as you opened your legs ever so slightly.

Despite still in animated conversation with Shotaro, you could hear the smirk peppered in his voice as his fingers eased their way against your cunt.

The mewl that escaped your throat was downright ungodly, but it succeeded in lightly coaxing Eunseok away from his previous conversation.

His eyes are heavy with seamless intoxication as he looks down at you with a breathless, close lipped smile. It's as if him previously ignoring you, had been It's own thing, along with rubbing your soaking cunt under the table.

Eunseok's eyes are glimmering when he bends down to whisper,

"You good?"

You most certainly did not have the current brain capacity to tell him you were absolutely not good because you've taken to opening your legs even wider. You shift uneasily, trying to create as much friction while still appearing inconspicuous, and Eunseok's eyes only grow heavier.

He fucking adores seeing you needy. He loved pushing you past the bounds of your own sensibilities. When your relationship began, it had been a case of 'if'. Whether it was actually possible to have his overly smart, overly independent girlfriend, cock drunk to the point incoherence. Once Eunseok learned that you were a fan of forfeiting the power in the bedroom, his goalposts had shifted to 'how quickly' he could get you to become a messy, needy little slut.

Evidently, this evening, it did not take much at all and he thanked the alcohol.

Panicking, you chose instead to focus on what was in front of you. A plate of glazed skewers that remained untouched, "Um..." you begin awkwardly while viciously apptempting to stave off just how needy you were, "I didn't order that-fuck," Your sentence wavers into a haorse crack as Eunseok's finger swipes over your puffy, clothed clit. In your periphery, his giant frame bends over your like an umbrella, focusing on your each and every movements.

"I didn't ask for..." You're absolutely fargone at this point, stopping and starting sentences while your brain fought the pleasure, "I didn't ask for the glazed squid skewers."

"You were in the bathroom," he immediately adds, and a jumpstart in conversation from the rest of the room would have completely made his next words go unnoticed. However, because you were hanging over everything falling out of his lips, you most definitely heard it. "I ordered for you."

Eunseok's fingers finally push past the barriers of your drenched panties, making direct contact with your weeping cunt.

"Is that going to be a problem?"

"Fuck- no, Daddy."

You immediate slapped a hand over your mouth, letting yourself whimper into the palm of your hand as your heart raged in its cage.

His face is expressionless.

"What the fuck did you just say to me?" There was a dangerous, heavy lilt in his voice that made you assume you wholly and completely fucked up. For all of 2 seconds you mourn your own dignity. That was made even worse when Eunseok pulls his fingers out of your cunt, and up from under your skirt as he patted the material over your legs.

"We're leaving." He said to the rest of the group, "She has a work thing,"

He pulls you up by your forearm, leading you to pass his members and their unsatisfactory rumblings.

Before you even mame it outside, he pulls you towards him, letting his warm breathe ghost over your ear as he hissed, "I need you to call me that shit again," he breathes out. "This time, with my dick inside you."

─── ⋆⋅ Sungchan

His brows are glimmering with evidence of pregnant beads of sweat, but still, his mouth is unrelenting. Sungchan eats you out with absolute zeal every single time without fail. Some nights, your sex would consist purely of Sungchan pulling your legs over the side of his bed, while his tall frame descended on your weeping cunt as if it were his second dinner. He was brash and incredibly passionate, as he locked his giant arms around your arms when he caught sight of you trying to escape.

For the most part, however, Sungchan's eyes are heavy-lidded with lust as he French kisses your pussy like he his life depended on it.

"Fuck, Channie-"

A sharp pinch on your thigh releases a very curt, very loud yelp from your throat, and you glare down at him. Sungchan's eyes are deadly as he pulls his head back ever so slightly. His lower face is glistening with your juices, but he refuses to wipe anything away.

"Am I not eating you out good enough?" He asks, head tilting as if he were genuinely perplexed. "Why would you call me Sungchan," he sneers at the very thought.

"Ew." He adds, before lowering his face back down to your center.

"The sooner you take what I'm giving you, the sooner we'll both get to cum," he did not clarify further as he reattached his eager lips to your cunt. Sungchan was not lying about the fact that he too was quickly approaching orgasm. He's pushing his cock into the side of bed, where he kneeled. Ab muscles tightening as he splays sloppy kisses on your cunt. His tongue, delving past your folds, as far into your hole as it could go.

"J-Just like that, Daddy," Your fingers curl into Sungchan's hair and he perks up like an overstimulated puppy. His eyes crinkle at the sides as he moans straight into your pussy.

Sungchan's hips thrust against the bed, almost at the exact same pace his tongue was fucking up into you. All you saw were stars, and your vision blurred as you pulled his face even closer against your pussy.

Although he enjoyed everything you gave him, Sungchan would admit in a heartbeat that this was his favorite part. This is why he loved eating you out. He loved the depravity of it. He loved watching you loose every shred of sinisibility, belonging to him and him alone.

"That's it, baby," he'd whisper, "Doing so fucking good for Daddy..."

─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

Your heart is swollen in its cage when you realize he's most definitely tired. Instead of resting his undoubtedly tired muscles, letting sleep take him away into the night garden, he is up, talking to you.

"-That was probably my favourite part. Although I do think I could've probably done better in the second verse..."

Tedium is thick in Wonbin's voice. Almost as thick as the gruff tenor that flows from his mouth, through the receiver held to your ear.

"Didn't I say you're not allowed to do that," You scold lightly.

He sighs heavily through the phone, and you can almost imagine his dark eyes rolling, "I shouldn't focus on anything out of my control, I know that."

You nod. "What's done is done, and I think you killed it thank you very much,"

You may never really know of the cataclysmic effect your praise has on your boyfriend. Even when you were a billion kilometers apart, being connected by a single phone call, Wonbin still feels his body heat up as if you were right there, in bed beside him. He can practically feel the bed dip in the phantom presence of your curves shifting up against him. If he closed his eyes and listened to your praise bleed from the receiver, he could imagine you were right underneath him, taking everything he had to give.

"Binnie?" You suddenly ask, and Wonbin snaps his eyes open, gazing up at the ceiling. Although he is alarmed to find that his hand had drifted underneath the waistband of his Nike sweatpants, Wonbin's voice is stable. Giving nothing away as he breathes out,

"I'm here. I'm just..." His words do not trail off indefinitely because Wonbin does not gave the capacity to sound unsure about anything. In fact, he sounds very much in control.

"I need you to tell me where you are right now..." that causes you to sit up straighter against the headboard, a rush of excitement spanning through the undercurrent of blood in your veins.

"I'm at home," you whisper back, not quite sure why you were whispering but feeling the need to nonetheless.

"Hmmm," the sound reached your ears with the satisfaction of a very big purring cat, "Can you touch yourself for me?"

You obey without a second thought. Wonbin had never been easy to overstep. His overall aura practically coaxed you into obeying his every word and so it is of no surprise to you, that your hands are already firmly down your shorts, legs parted as you grinded against your palm.

Your labored breathing is enough to push Wonbin even further down his spiral of lust and he groans as he says, "Fuck yourself with your fingers, baby," how you adored hearing his pet names, especially when your mind was utterly buzzing with desire. "Imagine I'm there with you right now-"

"Oh, fuck," easing your fingers inside of yourself had been far too was given just how slippery your pussy was. Wondbin begins to stroke his cock faster as the lewd sounds of you fucking yourself with your own fingers, travel through the receiver.

You're a moaning and whimpering mess while Wonbin's only noise of enjoyment is his heavy, labored breathing. His mouth is open and his eyes closed shut.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby," He says, kneedeep into his own fantasy, "Taking me so fucking well." He strokes himself faster. "Are you close, baby?"

"F-fuck yes, Daddy." The first real and raw sound of lust slips passed Wonbin's mouth.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum." He whispers with his mind still reeling. "Say it again... Tell daddy just how close you are to making a mess on your fingers..." He urged, now on the doorstep of his orgasm, "Fucking say it again, baby... Please?"

[kissohee]

riize during 7 minutes in heaven ot7 riize x fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : N/A ☆ mdni! warnings; hickies, oral (f. receiving), sex

shotaro ☆ hed spend majority of the time being completely red in his face or too nervous to actually do anything. youd have to initiate anything if you wanna actually do something with him and when you do he'd just giggle. definitely more cute than steamy. eunseok ☆ it'll be silent until he says something along the lines of, "can i eat you out?" and of course you'd say yes because who are you to not! he'd have you cumming before time runs out and then you'd make plans with him after so you could return the favor. sungchan ☆ heated makeout session that would 100% turn into a quickie. he has the body strength so he'd easily just hold you up so he could fuck into you. when the time is up, you guys leave the closet sweaty and it wouldnt take a detective to know what happened in there. wonbin ☆ he'd be the most desperate out of all of them. not at first and most certainly not on purpose. it just so happened that when you guys started kissing he got really hard. the second your tongue enters his mouth he starts whining and rubbing himself against you as best as he can. would also turn into a quick fuck because you both couldn't help it. seunghan ☆ he'd softly grab your face and he'd probably prefer to spend the 7 minutes kissing you gently. after it becomes more comfortable for you'd both he'd probably start leaving hickies everywhere he can. theyd be trailing down your neck and onto your chest. he'd find it so hot that you would probably have to sneak away after to actually have sex. sohee ☆ at first he'd be a little shy, at least for the first 3 minutes. eventually hed grow the confidence to kiss you. next thing you know his tongue is down your throat. hed get painfully hard so if theres any time left, you'd spend it jerking him off. if there's no time, trust me, you'll make the time. anton ☆ when you get into the closet with him, he immedeatly turns to stone. like doesn't move, and he tries not to breath in attempt to make you forget he's there. but you don't. you'd kiss him first, and thats all you guys would do. just kiss, unless he feels like playing with your boobs, then he might do that too.

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[blossominghunnie]

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Pairing: non!idolWonbin x fem!reader, ft Seok Matthew of zb1

Genre: Fluff, f2l, one shot smau

Warning: Cursing

Notes: Lately I’ve been more down for this man (if that was even posible, lmao) so here’s another imagine. 🥸 Also, I’m using Somi as a fc, cause I love her and I normally imagine her when I read fanfics jsjs.

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[yutasbellybuttonpiercing]

Thoughts on riize and their mean sides showing during sex?? Idk if all 7 of them would have "mean sides" but seunghan, sungchan and eunseok definitely do

i actually had this one ready to go, my apologies for taking approximately 200 years to get to your request 😔

also, i'm adding wonbin because i want to! and yes, this is just me specifying the angry/jealous sex thingy, mostly. SUE ME.

eunseok: jealousy.

if you want him to be mean, just make him jealous. he will go actually crazy. he is going to make you cry and beg, and he will call you names. he's going to swear a lot, pulling your hair to have you arch your back even further to take more of him. you need to be full of him, feel him everywhere. he is going to scratch over your back, and he will grab your hips with so much force they bruise. he is going to spit in your mouth and make you swallow, then spit on your face and make you say 'thank you'.

sungchan: edging.

when he wants to be mean, he doesn't let you cum. he likes seeing you so desperate you completely lose yourself in pleasure, crying and begging for him to have mercy on you and please, please just allow you to cum, but no. you've been very bad after all, and you need to be trained to behave! in the end when you're all worn out from having your high ripped from you for hours, he's going to be like: well if you need to cum so badly you have to work for it. he also really likes being mean about how he's too big for you and you "can't take it?"

wonbin: face fucking.

"you're gonna be a good slut and take it" is the last thing you hear before he shoves his pants down and guides you to his tip. don't even try to tease him, tonight he's going all in – literally! he's going to press so far down your throat his neatly trimmed pubes tickle your nose, until you gag around him, until your chin is covered in spit and it's dripping down your body, until you look completely and utterly used. and yes, he is going to slap your cheek with his cock, he is going to smear your spit all over your face, have you mouth at his balls, and spit in your mouth. he is going to make you forget your own name just by using your mouth. don't even think about touching yourself, he's making sure your hands stay on your knees where they belong. and during all that, he's just going to grin and roll his eyes, amused at your weak attempts to not gag around him. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 wow sorry

seunghan: anal.

seunghan's favorite – and in his opinion, it's the most affective – way to punish you is anal. he just gets off on the thought that you'd even let him into this vulnerable part of your body, let alone let him be rough with it. he loves whispering into your neck how he's going to fuck your ass tonight because you're a little slut and don't deserve your pussy touched, and feeling you shudder at his words. he loves how it's tight and taboo and just downright dirty when he gets to burry himself balls deep between your cheeks. and then he's just pounding away like there's no tomorrow. but don't worry, you are still going to cum because being allowed to fuck your ass actually tames his bordering on sadistic tendencies.

[kuromiisanton]

✩Riize In the Mood✩

genre. Explicit / suggestive

warnings. !SMUT! kissing/making out. touching. groping. moaning/whimpering/groaning. mention of female and male anatomy.  

paring. riize x fem!reader 

Shotaro 

He lowkey gets embarrassed when he gets in the mood randomly. He could be doing absolutely nothing- just glance at you and gets hard. He would try and resist so much because of how embarrassed he is. But you know something is up when he's straight faced and red… you would try and figure it out for ages until you eventually just have to ask him. And he looks like he wants the ground to swallow him whole… he starts to get whiny about it, thinking you’re teasing him because of his problem. Once he realizes you won't tease him (in that way), he will start getting touchy and eventually ask you to help him out.

Eunseok

 Seeing you so interested in the anime he loves so much just does something to him. He honestly tries to be subtle about it but not really. He starts by kissing you and making it seem innocent until he starts pulling little moans and whimpers out of you. That's when he gets bolder with showing you how much he wants to have his way with you. Will tease you by touching your inner thigh and going so high that you can feel the warmth of his hand on your heat but he won't touch you there… not until you beg for him to do more. 

Sungchan

Like I've said before, he seems like he would be very shy about it or embarrassed. But with you he just gets so needy. He's so in love with you he can’t go more than a day without having to be inside of you. He just wants to feel you so badly that he wouldn’t have time to get shy or embarrassed about it. The type to come up to you randomly and put your hand over the bulge in his jeans telling you to help him and he will repay the favor ten times more no matter where you are. Out with friends? Brushes up behind you so you can feel him. Relaxing at home? He’s getting on top of you and starts making out with you. At your parents house eating dinner? He is touching you under the dinner while conversing with your parents. Overall, this man does not care where you are, if he needs you, you are gonna know right then and there. 

Wonbin 

 He would make it seem as if the world would end if you didn't touch him. He is so dramatic about it, like you're so pretty he can't help himself but get hard. You’re working on work for a class and this man is in the mood, he is going to do anything and everything under the sun and moon to get your attention. Would come up behind you and give you back hugs and kiss behind your ear. Whispers his dirty thoughts into your ear to get you to look at him. He would even go as far as to close your laptop and pull you into a deep kiss. It’s so slow and intimate that he knows he can’t go back without being in between your legs for hours.

Sunghan

 Sunghan is so in love with you it makes him go crazy. He goes even crazier when you're wearing that black satin dress that shows off your boobs perfectly. He gets jealous when he sees the other members checking you out, so much so that he doesn’t care where he is that he will make sure they all know that you are his. Starts out by tiny pecks on the lips then get them deeper and start trailing them down your neck to the top of your boobs. He gets so turned on by the way you are telling him others can see him because then he knows they know that he is yours and you are his. Will grab your ass while marking your chest up. Eventually he decided he showed off enough and takes you to an empty room found and the night continues on without you two present.

Sohee

 He smiles so hard when he gets like this purely because he doesn’t really know how to react… he just sits there like ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ acting like he's not brick hard for you right now. Will try and ignore it, like he will do so good at ignoring it until you sit right next to him and put your legs across this lap. That will break him because he can tell from how you’re looking at him and whispering in his ear that you know. Even with that he tries his best to act as if nothing is happening. When your leg brushes against his crotch he just can’t help the whimpers he lets out and the breathless laugh he lets out after just confirms that he will surely go insane if you don’t touch him more.

Anton

This poor baby doesn’t know what he had gotten himself into when he asked you out. Like how do you manage to get him so turned on he is having to rut up against the island table between you two. Watching you cook a meal for your two is so domestic that he doesn’t know what to do with himself. When you turn and notice him standing there, you also notice the slow motion of his hips against the hardwood island. He gets so flushed and starts apologizing thinking he’s grossed you out. “Im sorry, im sorry… baby it just feels so good and you look so good.” but even with that fear he just can’t stop because of how good the friction feels on his bulge. “Baby please… please i can’t stop…im sorry but please, please touch me” When he sees you start to rub your thighs together he knows you're not grossed out so he quickly rounds the table and brings you into a heated kiss.

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[fleurlia]

hi guyys, i thought it would be nice if you could help me decide what im writing next.

rn im in love with riize and ofc nct dream, so im gonna leave the options, and it would be great if you guys could help me!

all of them would be scenarios or fics!

thank you bestiesss! 🫶🏻

[enluv]

certified lover boy

pairing: non!idol/lovesick wonbin x fem!reader

synopsis: in which wonbin is a lover boy through and through who’ll do anything to win you over…except tell you himself of course.

genre(s): fluff pure fluff, smau oneshot, student riize

cast: most of riize, sungho bnd, and yuna itzy

warnings: cursing, dark humor, should be all but lmk!

coco’s <3 note: hi toots! hope you all like this post one hehe, I feel like it’s too similar to my soft launchings but I wasn’t sure how else to change it tbh…so I hope it isn’t TOO similar if that makes sense! hopefully the nonnie that requested this likes it :) as always, feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

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[01zfan]

necklace | p. wb

fwb!wonbin x fem reader | 2.3k words

contains: mutual pining, fwb, a little crying

“can you hold my hand?” you whimper to his necklace. 

you could never bring yourself to request such intimate things to wonbin’s face. you had come to terms with the fact that everything you did with wonbin was strictly business. you both met up with the mission to only make the other feel good, and then not speak until someone’s service was requested again. it was an ideal situation most of the time, you believed that you didn’t need something romantic.

you were also sure at the time you started your arrangement wonbin was seeing half of the girls on campus and had the other half chasing after him. your mutually beneficial situation happened randomly too, wonbin coming to you at a frat party. out of the crowd of pretty faces surrounding him, he came to you.

you would’ve never thought that him asking for your name would lead to you two dry humping on a secluded couch while the party raged on downstairs. bass from the music shook your skull as wonbin’s soft hands guiding you in a makeout session. it was passionate, biting lips and teeth clashing. you were basically fucking him on the couch as he kissed you, rubbing against his thigh that had slotted between your legs. you whimpered into his mouth as he kissed you when he’d purposely flex his leg for you.

he had you pent up to say the least, getting off without him having to stick a hand in your pants. you thought the fleeting looks was delusion, your mind making things up to spice up your mundane life. but you found out it was real and it was in front of you, and apparently it was in your face the whole time. wonbin moaned into your mouth about your beauty and talked about your body in between kisses. he sucked on your skin asking you why you were the one person to never give him what he wanted. unbeknownst to you he came in his jeans seeing you get high off of him. when your knee rested on his crotch he didn’t stand a chance.

that night set the dynamic for your relationship. you thought it was a one time thing until you got a message request on instagram from someone you didn’t follow. it was wonbin, asking for your number. you didn’t ask how he found you, or why he was thinking of you in the daytime. you only answered his question, giving him your contact information a little too quickly. you met him again and he fucked you properly in his dorm. you didn’t know anything else but his touch by the time you left his room, and when you were stressed about a paper you did the same to him. you rode his dick until he was a mess underneath you, nothing like the nonchalant man you saw walking around campus. 

the arrangement was ideal, but you caught yourself thinking about wonbin and what he was like outside the bedroom. you didn’t think you would catch feelings. you blame it on his awful habit of kissing your cheeks sweetly while he was buried deep inside of you, or cooing to you affectionately and grabbing your hands when he’d slide in. it was better when he would fuck you senselessly into the mattress and you would sneak away when he went to the bathroom to clean himself up. that’s how it was in the beginning. after the act it was always like the veil was lifted and the intimacy was sucked out of the room. but over time something changed. you still remember the night when wonbin’s hand went to your balled up fist instead of your chest. even in your state of bliss you opened your eyes in confusion. all wonbin had to do was whimper a please and you opened up your hand to intertwine with his. after that night, something shifted. he used his lips for more than just pressing to your heat or neck, he would kiss you with a purpose and kiss your cheeks sweetly. you tried ignoring the way your heart would jump into your throat when he’d kiss your knuckles, or when he’d smile at you as you brushed his hair out of the way. but over time, you felt your heart was missing something. a different fire burned inside of you when you thought about wonbin walking with you to class, or hearing him call you his girlfriend. it was a fire that could only be temporarily quelled by crumbs of intimacy during sex. 

naturally, you panicked. you made a bet with yourself to not reach out to him for a week, maybe no contact would cease the feelings. when he’d ask what your plans were for the weekend you’d say study and when he texted you before midnight you’d suddenly be on do not disturb. it only lasted until the next frat party you attended, basically after being dragged there by friends. the wonbin who was usually surrounded by girls was only with his friends, looking expectantly at the door like he was waiting for someone to arrive. you tried to avoid his smile the whole night but you folded. you let him take your hand as he lead you up the stairs. you were able to atleast pretend like you didn’t hear him over the music when he told you how much he missed you.

you thought that being apart from him for so long his affection regarding sex would diminish. but he kissed your face just as lovingly as he did the last time. wonbin did it all except hold your hand. you felt like something was missing if you couldn’t feel the pads of his fingers graze your palm, or feeling his grip on your hand as he came inside of you. you needed it, you needed him. you needed him outside of the bedroom and before the sun fell down. you couldn’t admit it, you had an intense fear of his eyes and how they alwats coaxed confessions out of you. so you looked at the necklace that dangled above your head as wonbin fucked you. it was silver and always adorned his pretty neck. you told yourself it was a gift from a previous lover. it served as a reminder that you were not wonbin’s and he was not yours. it put you in your place, stopped you from being delusional and imagining a romantic future with him.

wonbin was one step ahead of you, first using his hand to cover your balled up fist. it was just like the first time, and you could feel yourself swooning again. you slowly opened your hand up for him and he clutched it urgently, squeezing. you squeezed back, tears almost prickled your vision at wonbin tending to you so quickly. you thought about the awkward tension that would fall on you two after the fact. maybe this would be the last time, for your own sanity. it takes all your courage to move your gaze up to wonbin’s face. 

he looks at your cute expression, pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows. wonbin can’t control himself when he bends down to kiss your forehead. he swears he can see your eyes get a little watery. he tells himself they’re glazing over because you were close to your peak. wonbin still couldn’t comprehend why you were so distant. he thought he was lacking as a lover, but the way you clenched around him told him otherwise. then it came to him suddenly, almost knocking him off his feet. he wasn’t someone you wanted to be with. wonbin was truly only the late night booty call, a placeholder for when you inevitably find someone you want to spend time with. wonbin was surprised you hadn’t found the man yet. he was surprised when you let him talk to you that first night you hooked up. you had never given him the time of day in class. wonbin could never tell you he had to hype himself up for weeks to approach you at that party. the whole night he was scared you would press a hand to his chest and feel his heart racing. but he got you, and was able to continue getting you. he wanted to see you, but that was something you kept depriving him of. he invited you to outings, trying to hide them under the guise of sex. what he actually wanted to do was take you to the new cafe that opened. if he got to end the night hearing you moan his name that was a bonus, not a requirement. you won each time. he was scared that he would never see you again, never knowing what he did wrong until he saw you come into the frat. you went back to the way you were before the arrangement, not giving him the time of day. wonbin was able to get you to extend your hand towards him and he felt alive. wonbin didn’t want to let you go, thats why he kept his grip on your hand as he hoists one of your legs over his shoulder. he gets to hear you moan and wonbin changes from the faster pace to slow and hard.

“you don’t have to ask,” wonbin says. “you’re so cute when you’re shy.”

he has to tease you to keep his composure. underneath all the jokes is the desperate need for him to call you cute everyday. to be able to hold your hand outside of the bedsheets. to walk around with you and see you in the daytime.

he notices your eyes go from his face back to his necklace. the piece of jewelry jumps up from his skin with each hard thrust. he feels the nails of your other hand dig into his body. wonbin can only tolerate pain when it’s you administering it. wonbin’s friends call him a masochist, constantly pining after you despite your arrangement. his growing need for something more than sex ate him alive. he wants to see you outside of the confines of the bedroom and he wants to kiss you when there’s other people around. but he settles for fucking you senseless every night you ask him to, because he’s nothing if not an optimist. maybe if he hit that spot deep within you enough times you would let him take you on a date. having sex with you didn’t help with his delusions. the way you looked at him in the eyes always made him run off at the mouth and your whines gave him confidence. this was an extremely dangerous combination. that’s why when he changed positions to holding your thighs to your stomach to fuck deep inside of you he started confessing everything.

“when are you gonna let me be your boyfriend, baby?” wonbin said. 

he could see the sweat falling from his hair to drop on your chest. it made him feel crazy anytime something from him became a part of you.

“w-what?” you could barely speak, pleasure taking over everything. 

wonbin couldn’t stop a moan from coming out. he leaned forward, using his body to push your thighs so he could hold your hand above your head. he watched your eyes go back to his necklace. it was so close to your face it rested on your lips, leaping to your nose with each thrust you took. wonbin brought shaky breaths and broken sentences of love confessions to your ear.

“i love fucking you,” wonbin said “but i more. i guess i’m selfish.”

wonbin started picking up his thrusts, grinding into you a little more to really show he was sincere. he wasn’t sure if you were clenching around his words or his actions, but you were getting close. he quickly changed the position, making your ankles touch behind his head. he knew you liked it from the back, especially when h’ed push your ass super close to the bed. but he had to see your face, he had to look at your eyes flicker through every emotion as your mind slowly comprehended what he was begging for. your poor mind was short circuiting off pleasure while trying to come to terms that your pining was mutual.

“let me take you out on a date.” wonbin says. his mind is going haywire too.

“i like you.” you say. 

it comes out rushed and the words are bunched together but wonbin understands you perfectly. he kisses the beck of your hand.

“i like you too, baby” wonbin says back. 

you moan again, even louder. between your confession, the sound of your thighs slapping against his body, and the way you convusle around him wonbin knows he won’t last much longer.

“call me your girlfriend.” you say, nearly in tears. 

wonbin picks up his speed.

“can i cum in my pretty girlfriend’s pussy?” wonbin laughs. he can’t stop the smile from spreading across his lips. he’s on cloud nine, especially when you moan and nod your head.

“yes. please.” you whine. 

the tears slip out from your eyes, everything is just too much. wonbin lets your legs fall from his shoulders so he can cum inside of you as you both are pressed together. he doesn’t let go of your hand, even when he lets go deep inside of you. he can’t stop tears from coming out either. you grip his hand tighter even after you’re done clamping around him. you pull wonbin close with your other arm. you two stay like that, clammy and in eachother’s arms. neither of you want to separate and both of you are nervous that the other one may have been just saying things in the heat of the moment. in the crook of your neck, wonbin kisses you.

“am i your boyfriend now?” he asks into your shoulder.

you giggle at your boyfriend trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. you give him an answer in the form of a kiss and staying the night instead of sneaking away to your own dorm. your verbal answer comes the next day. you’re wearing his shirt and a pair of his pajama bottoms when you come downstairs to see his friends cleaning the frat house from the nigh before. they look at you with wide eyes, laughing when they see wonbin trailing behind you on the stairs.

“i guess this means you two are official now?” someone asks. 

“he’ll have to take me out on a date first, then we will see.” you say.