#woodz smut

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Kinktober 2023

This year my kinktober will contain various themes as follows:

Shape of You Sunday - Centered around the beauty of body worship, each day will be focused primarily one a specific part of the body. (It is rather self-indulgent as they’re either things I am personally self-conscious about, or have a particular taste for.)

Monsterfuck Monday - I feel this one is rather self-explanatory,  but kinktober is always an excellent time to let loose when it comes to these kinds of things. And I’ll take any excuse I can get to write them.

Troublemaker Tuesday - Who doesn’t love a touch of trouble in their week? This one is for all my bratty subs, hope you’re ready to learn the consequences of your actions.

Whispering Wednesday - Voice kink is that you? Idols have such pretty voices after all, how could we ever let them go to waste?

Thirst TRAP Thursday - Feeling trapped can hold a certain thrill, can it not? Just what kind of trap will you fall into though?

Fantasy Friday - Who says we can’t have a little fantasy with our filth? Let’s mix two of the very best things together.

Savor Saturday - All about taste and flavors! Each Saturday bringing a different “flavor” to our week. To fill every kind of craving.

As always, most pairing were made through a random picker, the schedule is below:

1. Worship You - Seventeen - Woozi - Thighs - Summary: Jihoon once again cannot help but to indulge in his favorite form of stress relief...you. -  Warnings: Marking, some manhandling, dirty talk, unprotected sex? (never explicitly said either way, but no mention of protection so...stay safe), slight sub/dom themes if you squint, very very light degradation (not really tho). 

2. Two Can Play - Ateez - Werewolf!Wooyoung -  Summary: Hongjoong comes to you desperate to find help for Wooyoung through his rut, though perhaps you get more than you bargained for. - Warnings: Switch! Wooyoung, Switch! reader, dirty talk (praise and degradation), teasing from both sides, oral (reader receiving), choking (Wooyoung receiving), manhandling, bondage, unprotected sex, breeding kink.

3. His Kitten - Stray Kids - Lee Know - Summary: When Chan’s girl invited you who knew you could get under his skin so well, only now it’s time for him to teach you what the consequences of your actions are.- Warnings: Mafia Au, guns, side character getting shot, cursing, alcohol, edging,  organsm denial, overstim (suggested), gagging (with panties), dom/sub themes, brat taming themes, spanking (reader rec), oral (both rec), degradation, dirty talk, use of the name kitten.

4. Unwind - Pentagon - Kino - Summary: Hyunggu just wants to be the most loving boyfriend and take all your stress away. You’ll let him take care of you, won’t you? - Warnings: Stress, crying, slight dom/sub dynamics if you squint, oral (reader receiving), praise, dirty talk, overstimulation, unprotected sex (be safe). 

5. In My Snare - Ateez - Jongho - Summary: In a dystopian world where you’re just a little bit of a klutz and Jongho is something of a jam addict, but somehow that’s the perfect mix for love. - Warnings: Hunting, implied violence, cursing, traps, injuries, blood (not in sex, from injuries), Jongho is snarky, unprotected sex, soft/slight dom/sub themes, manhandling, dirty talk (pretty much just praise though), oral (Reader receiving), overstimulation, marking. 

6. A Little Bit Of Magic - Seventeen - The8 - Summary: Working as Minghao's shop keep was both a blessing and curse, but when a little mix up happens with a recipe there's no going back to what you two were before. - Warnings: Cursing, magic, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex. Really this is rather soft and vanilla in terms of the sex.

7. Savory -  Seventeen - Wonwoo - Summary: Wonwoo is there to comfort and remind you of things whenever the negative thoughts start to take hold, and he has every intention of showing you just how much he loves you. -  Warnings: Food guilt, implied negative body image, fingering, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

8. Hands On Me - NCT -  Johnny - Summary: You love Johnny's hands, but apparently he loves yours just as much. - Warnings: Quirofilia(hand kink), mutual masturbation, fingering, soft dom/sub themes, daddy kink, some manhandling, light spanking, dirty talk, cursing.

9. Deadly Duo - Seventeen - Demon! Mingyu - Summary: When you steal away a demon to make a deal with it ends up back firing on you, turns out he's more cunning than he lets on. - Warnings: Teasing, demon themes, incubus themes, aphrodisiac, dirty talk, cursing, a knife, kidnapping, life threatening, tricking/slight betrayal, fingering, oral, mentions of dry humping/grinding, big dick mingyu, unprotected sex.

10. Off Limits - Ateez - Hongjoong - Summary: Hongjoong was determined to teach you patience, only he should have known that you wouldn't learn today. - Warnings: Dom/Sub themes, sex toys, cursing, degradation, unprotected sex, mention of safe words, spanking, cursing. 

11. Tracklist -  Stray Kids - Jisung - Summary: Jisung sends you his completed tracklist at 3am hoping for input, only there was something unexpected on the list instead. - Warnings: Masturbation, audio sex, dirty talk, cursing, switch themes. 

12. Down The Rabbit Hole -  Seventeen - Jun - Summary: When you fell down into Wonderland the Hatter seems to be more than excited at your sudden arrival. - Warnings: Slight horror themes, slight possessive themes, use of the term Alice as like a title, claws mentioned, bondage, oral (reader receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink, dollification, cursing, dirty talk.

13. Three For The Price Of One -  Seventeen - Jeonghan, Joshua, DK - Summary: A week of diplomatic discussions between future rulers leads to life long friendships, and perhaps even more than that between the four kingdoms. - Warnings: Foursome, Somewhat implied virgin reader, oral (f! receiving, nipple play, unprotected sex, bathtub sex, light biting, dirty talk, some cockwarming themes, praise, cursing, alcohol.

14. Sweetest Treat - Woodz - Summary: You had a desire for a man out of your reach, at least until he reached out to you first. Still, from such different worlds could it really be so? - Warnings: Oral (reader rec), fingering, praise, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

15. Forbidden Fruit -  Ateez - Yeosang - Summary: It's forbidden, but perhaps it tastes sweeter that way. - Warnings: 69, some manhandling, some strength kink, cum eating, unprotected sex, mentions for crying from pleasure, forbidden relationship.

16. Below The Surface - Stray Kids - Hyunjin

17. Think Twice - Stray Kids -  Chan - Summary: You burst into his studio intent on giving him a mouthful only for you to get one instead. - Warnings: Slight dom/sub themes (if you squint), oral (m! receiving), cursing, use of term baby girl, use of term good girl, some dirty talk/scolding, mostly praise.

18. Deep  - Stray Kids - Felix - Summary: His voice isn't all that's deep. -  Warnings: Voice kink, cursing, teasing, unprotected sex, lack of foreplay, implied eating out.

19. Web -  Pentagon - Yuto

20. Fey - Ateez - Mingi

21. Backstage -  Ateez - Seonghwa - Summary: There's one foolproof way to resolve preshow jitters. - Warnings: Oral (seonghwa rec), face fucking, crying, drooling, semi-public sex, teasing, cum eating.

22. Mind - Pentagon - Hui

23. Vampire - NCT - Taeil

24. Temptations - Ateez - San - Summary: San isn't the jealous type and you're not the teasing type, tonight anyways. That doesn't mean he's able to resist temptation though. - Warnings: Spitting, cursing, dirty talk,  fingering, unprotected sex, semi-public sex.

25. Degradation - Pentagon - Wooseok

26. Mouse - Ateez - Yunho

27. Dark Fantasy -  Seventeen - Dino

28. Sour - Seventeen - Seungcheol

29. Heart -  Stray Kids - Changbin

30. The Queen And Her Dragons - NCT - Yuta, Jeno, and Jaemin

31. Rule Breaking - Hanse

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[thru-the-grapevine]

Something New (m)

Pairing: Cho Seungyoun x fem!reader

Summary: Sometimes your boyfriend asking you blunt questions pays off for you in the end.

Word Count: 3.3k

Tags/Warnings: mature content (minors dni), pwfwp (porn with feelings without plot), oral sex (fem. receiving), established relationship, they are simps for each other, inexperienced!reader

Author’s Note: if you’ve been around on this blog at all, you’ll know this isn’t the typical sort of thing I post. I have no excuse other than the man makes me absolutely insane and I decided to be self-indulgent. Please read at your own risk.

“Have you ever thought about letting me eat you out?”

You cough, nearly choking on your own tongue, and drop your phone against your boyfriend’s chest.

You lift your head from Seungyoun’s shoulder and look at him, incredulous. “What?”

Seungyoun glances at you, shooting you a brief little smile before continuing to scroll his phone.

“Letting me go down on you,” he clarifies, confirming you had somehow, in fact, heard him right after all.

You blink several times, brain mysteriously empty.

“I…uh,” you finally stammer.

You’ve been with Seungyoun long enough to know that he likes to be blunt and face things head-on, no beating around the bush. It does catch you by surprise, though, anytime it’s about something intimate.

The plain look on his face is indication enough that this question is par for the course with him. “Didn’t know if it was on the list of stuff you were interested in trying.”

He’s known since before you started seeing each other that you’re inexperienced, never having any real interest in sex until you met him. He’s taken this very well, been exceedingly patient and a perfect sweetheart with you. He always cheerfully answers your shy questions in a way that doesn’t embarrass you for being curious, and loves going along with your hesitant experimentation whenever you like.

You haven’t experimented far beyond heavy makeout sessions, beyond dry humping and hands under shirts, but where your timidity has stopped you in real life, your imagination has run rampant. So in all honesty, you have thought about Seungyoun eating you out. You’ve had no courage whatsoever to say anything about it, but the thought of his mouth on you has come to mind more and more often lately. Little daydreams of your hands in his hair, your thighs clamped around his head, of an unfamiliar pleasure that might possibly be better than your own fingers or shower head.

The way he’s smiling at you makes you pretty sure he knows what you’ve been thinking from your facial expressions.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble, halfheartedly thumping your hand against his chest.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Seungyoun laughs. “I’m the one who asked.”

“Why did you?” You ask, watching him closely.

He shrugs a shoulder, turning his smile back to his phone. “Because I’ve been thinking about it.”

Oh. Something funny quivers in your stomach, heat like lava pooling low. He’s been thinking about it, too. Been thinking about spreading your legs and lowering his head to—

“You—I…” You try to start a thought several times, then realize you have none.

His smile only widens. He keeps scrolling his phone, looking cool as a cucumber, which isn’t fair.

“You have?” You finally finish weakly.

He looks up from his phone to meet your gaze.

“I have,” he says.

Your brain doesn’t know what to do with this information. “You….but….”

He tilts his head slightly. “But?”

“Why—” You cut off, squirming a little. “I…why would you be thinking about it?”

“Because I want to do it?” He sounds amused and puzzled.

“I—but, like. Why would…?” You ask, looking anywhere but at him.

“Ah,” he murmurs, realization in his voice. When you look back up at him, his eyes are sparkling, gaze too fond for what comes out of his mouth.

“You make the cutest little noises when you're getting yourself off in my lap. I need to be the reason you make them, on purpose this time.”

A bolt of pure lust hits you right in the stomach, air stalling in your lungs. You shiver, toes curling.

“Ah,” you croak.

The corners of his eyes are crinkling. You look away from him, trying to remember to breathe evenly. “And that’s….good, for you?”

He snorts. “Oh, yes. A lot. Very much.”

“…I see,” you say.

He grins, his gaze landing on your mouth. “Hm? You like that?”

You swallow hard, trying to ignore the liquid heat simmering low in your belly. “A…a little.”

His gaze only makes you hotter. “Yeah? A little?”

“Okay, maybe a lot,” you say, voice raspier than usual.

“Hm.” He studies your face for a long moment, smile rather pleased. Then he winks at you and goes back to his phone. “Good.”

You blink at him in disbelief for a long moment.

“That’s…that’s all?” You ask.

He glances at you. “All?”

“I—you were just…” you flounder for a moment. “Just…asking?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “Yeah. Just asking. Good to know.”

“…Oh,” you say.

He glances at you, eyebrows raising in curiosity at your tone. Then he smiles, looking so mischievous that your face burns.

“Did you want it to be something else?” He asks, and his voice is low and silky, brushing smooth like a caress.

Well, you had. Being found out makes you ten shades of embarrassed. You suppose you weren’t exactly subtle, though.

“You are the worst,” you grumble.

Seungyoun grins, plucking your phone from your hand and setting it aside with his and gathering you close to him, until you’re curled up nose-to-nose.

“I am,” he murmurs, gleeful. He looks down at your mouth. “So you’re interested in trying it?”

You swallow hard, settling your hands on his chest. “I…I mean, yes, but…”

The little trails of warmth his fingertips are drawing along the side of your neck are distracting, as is the molten warmth of his eyes.

“But?” He prompts, patient and soft.

Your voice won’t rise above a whisper. “But maybe we, uh….work our way up to it, like. It’s just…”

The thought of diving right in immediately, no matter how interested you are in it, sets little panic bells off in your head.

“…Scary, if we just…go for it,” you breathe, face burning.

His smirk softens into a sweet smile. He nuzzles his nose against yours reassuringly.

“‘Course, love. Defeats the purpose if you’re scared,” he says, and you know by his tone he really means it.

You let out a soft little sigh, more relieved than you realized. He’s always so good about taking things at your pace; it’s wonderful.

Seungyoun gazes at your mouth, lifting a hand and running his thumb along your lower lip. “What if I showed you here what it would be like first? And we can stop there if you want.”

Oh. You glance down at his lips as he talks, mind racing. He wants to give your mouth head. That’s…hmmm. If it was possible to be any more turned on, you would be. You swallow thickly, curling your fingers into his shirt.

“Okay,” you whisper.

He looks back up into your eyes, as though gauging your confirmation. “Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” you say, nodding a little.

He studies you for another second, then nods once, gazing back down at your mouth. “Is now a good time?”

“Well, let me check my schedule,” you deadpan, and he laughs.

The smile lingers on his lips as he leans in even closer, thumb teasing your lower lip until your mouth parts slightly.

Your hands grip tighter in his shirt when he brushes his mouth over yours, feather-light. A faint kiss at the corner of your mouth, the soft graze of his lips to the other corner, another light kiss. Careful, gentle kisses pecked across your mouth, then the fleeting drag of his tongue on your lower lip.

You gasp against his mouth at the feeling, and he leans in closer, kissing you properly. Each kiss is a long, slow draw, the pressure of his mouth firmer and firmer.

A little noise escapes the back of your throat when his tongue delves carefully into your mouth and back out. He hums, quiet and appreciative. His hands glide from your jaw into your hair as he kisses you, cupping the base of your skull, the nape of your neck, keeping you in place.

He tilts his head slightly and latches his mouth over your upper lip. A shiver wracks through you as his tongue draws along it, tracing your Cupid’s bow with the tip of his tongue before flicking over it gently, back and forth, then in tight circles. Your whole body flushes with blistering heat at the implication, a whimper lodging in your throat. You try to muffle the noise by closing your mouth over his lower lip, pulling on it with awkward suction.

A low groan resonates in his chest. He seals his mouth over yours again, licking hungrily into you. It’s a little different than when he’s used his tongue before. More curious, exploratory. Slow, purposeful strokes of his tongue deep into your mouth, in and out.

It occurs to you in an instant what he’s simulating. Your insides liquefy into boiling honey, raw want clawing through you as you moan shakily into his mouth. You lift your hands to his head, weaving your fingers into his hair and holding on for dear life. He moans at the pressure, tongue stroking along yours deliberately slowly, making you shiver.

He continues at a leisurely pace, pausing to nip and suck playfully at one lip or the other, until you lose all track of time, your mind hazy with need. If it’s anything like this, anything at all, then you want it ten thousand times more now. When he thrusts his tongue into you again, you suck at it shyly, and something like a growl vibrates in his chest. He pulls you even closer, grinding his mouth over yours, tongue probing deeper with each thrust, drawing little moans from you.

When he finally wrenches his mouth from yours, you’re both panting. You gaze at him, chest heaving.

Seungyoun looks ravenous with want. Eyes dark, locked in on you, like the rest of the world doesn’t exist. His lips are swollen from going to work on you.

“So can I try that sometime?” He asks, hoarse.

You want him to try it now. Something. Anything. You’re aching, dazed half-stupid by the kiss and what it implied. To your mortification, only a whimper leaves your throat when you try to respond.

He seems to understand, because his hands go to your hips and yank you closer, knee nudging between yours, giving you the pressure of his leg against where you ache. You sob in relief, and he swallows the sound, crushing his mouth over yours and kissing you like he won’t get the chance again.

You kiss him back desperately, moaning into his mouth when his hand tightens on your hip and drags you hard along his thigh. After so long with nothing, the sensation is exquisite. You copy the movement without assistance, and you feel the rock-solid evidence that he’s affected too against your hip.

His tongue dragging against yours reminds you why you’re this worked up in the first place.

“Please, Seungyoun, just—” you whimper against his lips. “Your mouth, I…please—”

Seungyoun immediately rolls you onto your back, kissing an urgent path down your body, his mouth hot on you even through the fabric of your shirt.

His fingers curl in the waistband of your sweatpants, backs of his knuckles brushing against your skin. He looks up at you.

“Sure?” He asks.

You nod vigorously, panting.

A couple of rushed yanks, and your sweatpants are at your ankles. You kick them off as Seungyoun braces his hands on your knees, fingers inching towards your inner thighs. He looks at you questioningly.

“Still good?”

You squirm, impatient. “Yes, just—”

He parts your legs, guiding you to rest a knee over his shoulder. He turns his head and presses a kiss just above your knee, sending a bolt like white-hot electricity over your skin.

He trails searing kisses up your thigh while his hand coasts up the other, making your hips jolt when the tip of his thumb grazes over the seat of your underwear. You whine when he draws the pad of his thumb up and down, a firm pressure on the dampening fabric.

He looks up at you, the hot drift of his mouth on your leg intoxicating as he plays with you. He pinches some of the fabric between his thumb and forefinger, pulling lightly.

“Off?”

You groan, wriggling your hips. “I swear, stop asking and just do it, or—”

You squeak and jerk in surprise when Seungyoun bites at your inner thigh, a little flash of pleasurable pain.

“Don’t be a brat,” he murmurs against your skin.

You swallow hard, muscles suddenly weak as jelly. “…Fine. Yes, off.”

He eases your leg from his shoulder and sits up to remove your underwear. A sudden wave of nerves hits you unbidden as the fabric slips down over your knees. You’ve never been exposed like this to anyone before. Your legs snap shut of their own accord, tucking your knees closer to you as you purse your lips, feeling timid and ashamed.

Seungyoun immediately senses the shift. “Do we need to stop?”

Panic that this could be where it ends bubbles up in you. You immediately shake your head. “No. No, I-I just…”

You wet your lips. “I’m the only one taking clothes off.”

Understanding dawns in his face, and then he gives you a Look.

“Is this your way of asking to see my tattoos?”

You blink at him innocently, shaking your head. “It’s not.”

He raises an eyebrow.

You nibble your lip. “It’s…mostly not.”

He grins, grabbing the scruff of his shirt and yanking it over his head.

You’ll never understand how you attracted someone as gorgeous as him. You bite your lip harder, admiring the contours of his muscles, the contrast of ink on his skin. The barrel of the gun tattoo disappearing into his waistband sends an acute wave of lust through you. A noise embarrassingly like a purr hums in the back of your throat before you can stop it.

He dips back down and kisses low on your stomach where your shirt has ridden up. You can feel the smile he’s hiding against your skin.

“Don’t make fun of me,” you groan.

“I’m not,” he mumbles into your skin, the scrape of his teeth dragging gently at your hip. “You’re just cute.”

You grumble a little as Seungyoun slowly eases your legs back open, kissing along your thigh.

“So fucking cute,” he whispers when you shiver at the sensation.

Your mouth is dry, every nerve in your body aching for more of his touch.

“Please,” you whisper.

There’s a burning hunger in Seungyoun’s eyes when he looks at you, lips dragging softly up your leg.

“Want my mouth on you, love?”

You whine, nodding.

His eyes are dark, glittering. “Show me where.”

“You know where,” you groan, exasperation mixing with your desperation.

A little smile crooks in the corner of his mouth. “Show me anyway?”

You scowl at him, but he merely grins and shrugs, continuing to press soft kisses into your inner thigh.

Oh, help, you’re really doing this. You take a slow, shaky breath, shutting your eyes, and move your hand between your legs. Embarrassment prickles over your skin as you part yourself with a couple of fingers.

A deep groan punches out of Seungyoun’s throat, vibrating against the crook between your leg and body. “Perfect, baby.”

And then he mouths over you slowly, a hand hooking beneath your knee, keeping you spread open. Your head drops back, mouth open in a silent moan, panting hard as he presses kisses into your aching skin.

Your hand falls away as his mouth slides up, soft and hot, to the cusp of your sex. “Oh.”

A noise rumbles in his chest, and the vibrations against your clit make you squeak. Your fingers sink into his hair, clutching desperately, as the flat of his tongue catches just beneath the throbbing spot.

Oh, my. His mouth on your mouth could never have prepared you for this. Nothing could have. Your whole body feels feverish, set aflame as his tongue drags in curious, erotic patterns over you. You look down at him in time to see his eyes rolling shut as he licks over you, his hips rocking hard into the mattress. Your stomach tightens in pleasure, the sight of him enjoying this so much affecting you. That ever-more-familiar ache grows, stoked higher and higher under the melting heat of his mouth.

His mouth slides down, tongue searching wetly, and finds the entrance into your body. You gasp out as he nuzzles into you, the velvet stroke of his tongue sinking inside.

“Oh,” you sob, fingers fisting in his hair. “Oh, please, that’s so—”

You cut off with a cry as the tip of his nose nudges against the underside of your clit. So many blissful sensations, all at once, and you feel that tension building towards a height you’ve never experienced before.

Helpless to stop, your hips rock you against his mouth. He coaxes your leg over his shoulder and slides his arm over your hips, brief glimpse of the frowning and smiling face tattoos on his wrist before he pins you back down. You whimper, pitch rising higher and higher as he continues tongue-fucking you like it’s all he’s ever wanted, his hips grinding hard in tandem with the rhythm of his mouth.

He’s moaning into you like he can’t help himself, and you squeal as his mouth slides back up and covers your clit, sucking. You feel your limbs trembling, fingers tightening in his hair, hear yourself babbling as the pleasure gathers to a pinpoint.

“Please don’t stop, don’t stop, so close, please don’t stop Seungyoun, pleasepleaseplease—”

Seungyoun groans, sucks a little harder, tongue twisting perfectly, and your vision goes white. Unfathomable euphoria bursts through you as the tension breaks in hard, pulsing waves, and you let them carry you.  You feel your hips undulating in helpless shudders against his hold, hear yourself gasping breathless moans, before you collapse back into the mattress, boneless. Seungyoun’s mouth eases you from ecstasy to relaxation, hand easing from beneath your knee and rubbing your leg soothingly.

When you look down at him, he’s gazing up at you like you’re a miracle, lips swollen and glistening in you. A corner of your mouth pulls into a weary, fond smile. You stroke your fingers through his hair gently, combing out the mess you made of it.

He moves back up and gathers you to him, mouth covering yours softly. The tang of you is odd and unfamiliar to taste in his mouth, but you love how sincerely he kisses it into you.

“That,” he mumbles against your mouth, “might be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

You lean back and burst into giggles. “To you?”

He nods, looking entirely like he means it, and you snort.

“I’ve never come like that before,” he says, the admission tingeing his ears pink.

You blink, eyes blowing wide in surprise. “I—you…?”

His whole face is on fire now. He buries his face against your shoulder, whining, “you were so cute, you sounded so hot, how was I supposed to help it?”

“Oh my god.” You can’t stop smiling, shocked. Well. There go your plans to ask about returning the favor. “…Simp.”

“Hey,” he laughs, and you chuckle.

He leans back, examining you more closely. “That was okay? No crossed lines or anything?”

You shake your head quickly. “No, no, that was….well, great.”

“Nothing bothered you? Need something else next time?”

“Oh my god,” you mutter, smiling in utter disbelief. “Next time.”

He raises an eyebrow, corner of his mouth curling. “Next time can be whenever you want. For example…”

“Wha—I—Seungyoun,” you gasp, bursting into surprised laughter as he dips his head and begins kissing down your body again.

You can feel the curve of his grin through your shirt, pressed right over your heart.

[chanis-banani]

Dirt on my leather

"rub some dirt on it."

Inspiration: 'Dirt on my leather' by WOODZ

Synopsis: you and Seungyoun come home drunk after a concert, get even more drunk and have the horniest sex of your life

switch! Seungyoun x switch! reader (gn)

3.7k words

Contains: alcohol (whiskey), swearing, thigh-riding, marking (hickeys and nail scratches), choking, unprotected sex, biting, hair-pulling, choker-pulling, creampie

autor's note: there are spoilers for upcoming smuts hidden in this post. see if you can find 'em ;)

Seungyoun tilted his head back and chugged the whiskey straight from the bottle. Tamnavulin sherry cask - cheap, but decent. He handed the bottle to you and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. You also took a big gulp from the whiskey and made a disgusted face as you swallowed it. Even the sweetest of whiskeys still tasted like gasoline.

☆ smut under the cut ☆

You and Seungyoun had just attended a rock concert together and it had been amazing. You had joined the moshpit together, drank a fuck ton of alcohol, carried the lead singer when he was stage diving and headbanged until your necks cramped up. After the concert, you were both still filled with adrenaline and alcohol - not to mention how horny you both were. You could barely keep your hands away from each other as you drunkly hurried home. Once you had finally arrived, Seungyoun rushed to grab the whiskey while you put on some music from the band you just watched. He sat down on the couch and once you were within his reach, he grabbed your waist and pulled you on his lap.

The way he kissed you was wild and hungry and his lips still tasted like whiskey. The whiskey tasted better from his mouth than from the bottle. This way it wasn't as overwhelming and you could kind of see how it supposedly tasted like white chocolate and caramel.

Suddenly he pulled away and pushed you from his lap. You looked at him with a startled expression, but he stood up as well and hooked his fingers under the edge of your shirt. "Undress," he said promptly. Before you even really got the chance to execute his orders, he had already pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it in the corner. His eagerness turned you on like crazy and you could feel that warm fuzzy feeling in your lower belly increase by the second. You quickly brought your hands down to your pants to unzip them. As soon as they were open, he took it upon himself to pull them down for you, pulling your underwear along.

The clothes were quickly kicked somewhere to the back of the room, after which Seungyoun sat back down on the couch. "Wait, won't you undress?" you sputtered, since you were now completely in the nude while he still wore all his clothes from the concert. "Not yet," he replied with a grin. His arms snaked around your waist, swiftly pulling you back on his lap like before.

As he pulled you on his lap, he spread his legs a little to make sure you sat on just one of his thighs. The leather of his pants felt cold against your skin, especially on your sensitive area. Both of his hands were brought to your hips and he pulled you a bit closer towards him so he could kiss you again. But he didn't stop there.

Soon you felt how he began to guide your hips back and forth on his thigh and you immediately realized what he was doing. He had worn his leather pants to the concert, because he knew how much you liked them, and now he was making you grind your naked body on them.

His pretty lips were still connected to yours while his hands continued to guide you back and forth, making you let out little moans in between your kisses. It felt so wrong, yet so good to hump his thigh like this, dirtying the leather in the process. It might have been the alcohol, but soon you began to lose yourself completely in the feeling.

The corners of Seungyoun's mouth curled into a cheeky little grin when he realized you no longer needed his guidance to ride his thigh. Now that his hands were free, he removed them from your hips. He rested one of them on your waist while he brought his other hand to the back of your head, digging his fingers into your hair. His grip on your hair tightened and he pulled your head to the side, exposing your neck. "Seungyoun-" you murmured under your breath, your voice shaky.

His hair tickled against your cheek when he brought his lips to your neck and began to kiss and suck on your skin. You were so taken aback by this sudden feeling that you didn't even realize you had stopped grinding yourself on him. Of course he didn't like this, so he lowered his hand from your waist down to your ass and roughly helped you on your way again.

The smell of his cologne, the friction against your sweet spot and the stinging sensation from his hickeys all made your head spin. Seungyoun held you a little more tightly as he began to suck on your skin even more roughly. You could tell by the burning feeling on your neck that this mark would remain there for at least a week.

When he pulled away, you could still feel the sting on your neck. He looked into your eyes with a sweet, yet somewhat mischievous smile on his face. "Y/n?... Would you please suck me off?" You could tell from the tone of his voice how horny he was. Until now you hadn't payed much attention to his crotch, but when you looked down, you could see a huge bulge through his leather pants. Besides that, you also noticed a stain on his thigh from where you had been riding him.

You let out a little gasp and looked back up at him with a grin on your face. "Of course," you said with a sweet voice and you pressed yourself against him while sliding your hand into his pants. He let out an excited little gasp when you found the tip of his dick with your fingers and stroked it playfully. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you into another kiss and slid his hands down to grab your ass tightly.

After a little while of making out and teasing his cock, you disconnected your lips from his and removed your hand from his pants. Just when he began to pout at you, you got on your knees in front of him and hastily began to undo his belt. While you were working to take off his pants, he pulled his shirt over his head. Soon all of his clothes had been removed and tossed aside and the only thing he still wore was the choker around his neck.

You took a moment to admire him, looking up at his beautiful body and stroking your fingers along his sides. His dick brushed against your cheek when you pressed a kiss on the gun tattoo on his belly. Then you trailed a few more kisses towards the base of his cock. Once you were there, you licked your way up from the base towards the tip, earning a deep grunt from him. He gently stroked your cheek at first, but once you took his tip into your mouth, he moved his hand to the back of your head and held on to your hair a little less gently.

Perhaps it was the whiskey, but you had the feeling that Seungyoun didn't have as much self control today. Usually he would let you suck him off however you wanted, but this time it's like he didn't have enough patience and he began to thrust himself into your mouth. At first he was still gentle with you, but he began to lose himself more and more in the sensation.

His grip on your hair tightened as he moved your head in accordance with his hips. Tears ran down your cheeks as he began to hit the back of your throat again and again, but dear lord, you had never been this turned on in your entire life. There was something about how Seungyoun pleasured himself with you that made your lower stomach feel hot and fuzzy and you began to long for his dick to fill another hole of yours.

Suddenly he pulled himself completely out of you, leaving your mouth empty and longing. He crouched down in front of you, his eyes leveling with yours and he gave you an almost feral look. "Get on the couch." His voice sounded husky and wild. Your drunken thoughts clouded your mind and it took you a while to process what he was asking from you. Apparently you took too long, because suddenly you felt his hand on the back of your neck and his lips connected with yours again. Seungyoun was too impatient to wait for you to follow his orders at this point, so he decided that he might as well fuck you on the floor.

He guided you to lay on your back and quickly got on top of you. He continued to kiss you while his hand traveled from the back of your neck to your throat. You squirmed and moaned against his lips when you felt how his fingers tightened around your neck. At the same time the tip of his dick already poked at your entrance, driving you even more crazy.

Once again your head was spinning in ultimate bliss. You wanted him just as badly as he wanted you and to make this known to him, you bucked your hips up, hoping that somehow he might slip into you. However, he pulled himself away just enough so you couldn't reach his dick and he chuckled against your lips when you whined at him.

You bucked your hips up at him again, this time more forcefully, but still he made sure to stay just out of your reach. Just when you were about to give it yet another try, Seungyoun pulled his lips away from yours and tightened his grip around your neck a little more. "Are you really that needy?" he asked with an evil little smirk and you nodded heavily in response. "Alright then," he said, now with a more gentle tone. He let go of your neck and gave you a little kiss on the lips, after which he pressed his forehead against yours.

His eyes were closed as he took his length into his hand to aim it at your entrance more properly. Considering how wildly you had been making out, the way he inserted himself into you was very gentle. His uncontrolled neediness now made room for his more tender and caring side. You both held your breath while he began to enter you, but once he got a little deeper, neither of you could resist a little moan.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked. You nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. He pressed a quick kiss on your lips and then pulled away to look at you again. "Can I be a little rough with you today?" His eyes had an excited little twinkle in them. God, if it were up to you, this man could be rough with you any day. "Only if I can be rough with you as well," you replied.

He flashed a big smile and pressed another quick kiss on your lips. Then he brought his mouth to your neck. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin and you squirmed beneath him, now even more turned on than before. Seungyoun began to kiss your neck once again while you desperately tried to move your hips to feel the friction of him inside you. But he didn't give in at all. He made sure to keep his own pelvis very still and pushed his weight down on you so you wouldn't move too much either.

Just when you wondered why he even asked if he could be rough with you, you suddenly felt his teeth sink down into your neck. At the same time, he pulled his cock almost completely out of you, only to push himself back inside at a provokingly slow pace. He continued to move his hips very very slowly like that, which ultimately made the sensation more intense. When he was inside, you felt full and warm and like the two of you became one. But when only his tip was inside, you felt an intense, aching urge to somehow make him fill you back up again.

Luckily for you, he was just as needy as you and this quickly caused his thrusts to become more intense. His teeth clenched more tightly onto your neck as he picked up the pace a bit and he let out low, hungry grunts against your skin. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, digging your fingers into his hair. "Fuck..." you moaned under your breath. The way he bit and sucked on your neck left a slight stinging sensation on your skin and it felt amazing.

Since Seungyoun could tell that you really enjoyed it, he became more comfortable as well and slowly stopped holding back. He became completely relaxed and submitted to his urges. The way he bit your neck became more wild, not to mention how he was pumping in and out of you.

What had begun as slow, intimate movements now became a hungry, almost feral kind of drilling. You moaned his name over and over again and pulled him more tightly against you as a fuzzy kind of bliss took hold of your body. You felt lightheaded and lost all awareness of your surroundings, except for Seungyoun. All you could register was how he slammed himself into you, mercilessly hitting your sweet spot over and over again. And how his mouth traveled along your neck, leaving bites and kisses and hickeys all over it. If he kept going like this, you would surely reach your climax very soon. But it would be too soon. You wanted to savor this desperate neediness a little longer.

Before Seungyoun knew what was going on, you had pushed him off of you and thrown him on his back on the floor. "Y/n!" he squealed in surprise. You got on top of him and immediately sank down on his cock, taking his entire length in all at once. This made him let out a loud moan and he squeezed your ass tightly. His cheeks and ears were bright red from surprise and excitement. God, the way he looked at you just made you want to fuck his brains out.

He nervously adjusted the metal choker around his neck a little bit and at the same time you saw his eyes traveling to the large bite mark he left on your neck. It must have looked quite impressive, because the corner of his mouth curled up into a subtle, mischievous smirk. Even his own lips were swollen from the intense work he had done on your neck.

You bent over him and brought your face very close to his. "You must be so proud of how you marked me..." you mumbled in a low voice. You noticed how his Adam's apple moved as he swallowed a little nervously and goosebumps appeared on his neck. "So dirty..." you whispered and then you licked your way up from his chin to his lips, locking him into a passionate kiss.

He shuddered in pleasure, but you didn't give him the chance to savor the moment. You sat up again and placed a hand on his chest to make sure he would stay on his back. He pouted at you, but you just looked down at him with a large grin on your face. "Stay put now," you cooed while sliding your fingertips along his sides. His dick was still inside of you while you sat on top of him like this and it was very obvious that he wanted nothing more than for you to move your hips. Yet he stayed put like you ordered.

You grabbed the bottle of whisky from the coffee table, pulling the cork out with a little pop. Seungyoun watched as you took a swig from the bottle, only to put the bottle away without offering him any. He looked offended and just when he was about to protest, you grabbed him by his choker and roughly pulled him up so he was sitting as well. This already took him by surprise, but then you continued to kiss the whiskey from your mouth into his. A big drop of the substance escaped from between your lips and rolled down Seungyoun's chin.

You cupped his face with your hands and when you pulled away from the kiss, he looked at you with the horniest expression you had ever seen om him. "You're so fucking hot," he mumbled and he licked the spilled whiskey from his lips. He inched his face towards you again to continue kissing you, but you placed your fingers against his lips to stop him.

"What do we say when we want something?" you asked. "Please," he replied with a little pout on his lips. "Almost," you said with a mean little grin. He pouted even more and gave you a desperate look. "Pretty please?" "That's right."

You connected your lips with his again and began to move your hips up and down, instantly turning him into a moaning mess. Both sitting up like this was an intimate position and it was easy for him to reach your sweet spot this way. You felt how one of his hands gripped into your hair, while his other hand held your ass so tightly, you were sure it would leave a bruise. Even though you moved your hips quite quickly on your own, Seungyoun was so needy that his hand guided you to be even more forceful with him.

Both of you moaned loudly against each other's whiskey-stained lips as you fucked on the floor like this. Slowly but surely, you could feel that hot, fuzzy feeling in your lower stomach again as you began to get closer to your climax. You moved one of your hands down from his cheek to the choker around his neck and tugged it to pull him more tightly against you, making him squeal with delight. Then you pulled your lips away from his to trail kisses down to his neck. Once you found the right spot, you bit down on his neck just like he had done to you, making him cry out with pleasure.

You continued to bite and suck on his neck to make sure he would be marked up as well. All while moving your hips up and down in a way that made him reach as deeply into you as possible. With every thrust, he hit your sweet spot, making that knot in your lower stomach worse and worse.

Once it became too much to handle, you removed your mouth from his neck in order to embrace him more tightly, resting your head on his shoulder. This signaled to Seungyoun that you were about to cum and he reassuringly rubbed your back as you fucked your own brains out on his cock. He turned his head a little bit so his lips were right next to your ear. An intense shiver went down your spine when you felt his breath on your skin as he whispered:

"Go on. Cum on my cock for me."

Like some kind of spell, this instantly untied the knot in your stomach. You cried out loudly and dug your nails into his back as a wave of pleasure came crashing down on you. Your body trembled, your heart was beating like crazy and you gasped for air as you hit one of the most intense climaxes of your life.

Seungyoun moaned along with you and held you tightly to support you through your orgasm. But before it had even washed over you completely, you were suddenly on your back again and he was fucking himself into you with deep, harsh thrusts. You cried out even more, desperately clinging on to his neck while you could feel how mercilessly he pounded himself into you.

Within mere seconds you felt completely overstimulated. Blurry stars were dancing before your eyes and all of your thoughts completely lost their coherence. All you could process was the sensation of his length slamming into you again and again, while he moaned out your name under his breath. His fingers dug themselves into your hair and he cried out the most desperate of moans.

His last few thrusts were a bit slower, but reached even deeper. And then, with a loud cry, he plunged himself as deeply into you as humanly possible as he reached his climax. You could feel the intense pulsations of his dick inside you as he filled you with his cum. Everything felt hot. Your face was hot. His skin felt hot against yours. His dick felt hot and so did the cum that now slowly began to leak out of you.

Both completely out of breath, you lay there silently in each other's embrace, with Seungyoun's dick still inside of you. You took a quick glance at the time to see how long you had been going at it - 4:58 am. You had been fucking for over an hour.

The two of you lay on the floor like that for a while, completely exhausted and panting heavily. Seungyoun lay with his head on your chest and played around with your fingers while you used your free hand to stroke his head. Suddenly he lifted his head a little, like he noticed something.

He sat up and grabbed something from the floor, holding it in front of you with a weird grin on his face. "Look what we did!" he exclaimed. In his hand, he held the leather pants that he had been wearing that evening. Apparently they had been lying right next to your butt on the floor this whole time. Now they were stained with your fluids, Seungyoun's cum and whisky.

You pulled a disgusted face and laughed. "Well next time you should undress if you don't want to get dirt on your leather."

[bloodorangesoup]

BloodOrangeSoup's K-pop Library

(S) - smut/suggestive | (F) - fluff | (A) - angst

Woodz

Something New (S) - @thru-the-grapevine

Mirror Sex Hcs (S) - @thru-the-grapevine

BTS

Hobi

5:46pm (F) - @7ndipity

"You're too hot to stay in" (F/S) - @taetaespeaches

We'll Never Have Sex (F) - @eoieopda (THIS ONE 😫 MY HEART)

Yoongi

"I already have you and a cupcake. What more could I possibly need?” (F) - @taetaespeaches

"Yes, your socks are cute, but I’m trying to get your pants off, Kid" (F/S) - @taetaespeaches (can you tell I like ur fics?)

Soft Spot (F) - @cultleaderyoongi

Sweet Spot (F/S) - @cultleaderyoongi

“I need one of those baths” - @wtf-yoongi

ENHYPEN

Jay

Not Making Out (F/S) - @scented-morker

dark academia; cease control (S) - @heexseung

best part (F) - @117luv

eat me up ft. Jake (S) - @drunkhazed

Jake

Hard Thought! (S) - @karinasbaby

pretty (S) - @jongseongsnudes

TXT

Yeonjun

my only love (F/S) - @wayhome2gyu

said it all with nothing at all - @qqtxt

Soobin

worship (S) - @hwasdollie

Ateez

Yunho

Night time routine (F/S) - @deja-yu

Stray Kids

Chan

oct 3rd (S) - @sluttywonwoo

one bed trope (S) - @hyunjilicious

Felix

one bed trope (S) - @hyunjilicious

[minheeskitten]

What I write!

I write Drabbles, Headcanons, MTLs, Reactions and Fics!

Fics are posted to Ao3. And are for member/member only!

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Every member asked for must be one i stan.

If a member is a minor i will not do anything but sfw content for them. And i prefer not to write for 05 yet. They need a year to grow up a bit. Though after 05 i may not write for anyone younger. It depends on how i feel when they're old enough.

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Drippin!

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X1!

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Onewe!

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Omega X!

Enhypen!

EXO! (No Chen)

Treasure! (Ot12!)

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Ravn!

Woodz!

Lucas!

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[moonlightwonie]

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[oraclekleo]

Cho Seung Youn (Solo / UNIQ) Ideal Partner Characteristics based on Tarot Reading

Hello and welcome!

I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Deck: Crow Tarot + Heavenly Bodies

Spread: Ideal Partner

Questions:

Body

Heart

Spirit

Soul

Time

Place

Zodiac

Full Name: Cho Seung Youn

Stage Name: Woodz

Group: Solo Artists

Masterlist: Solo Artists

Cho Seung Youn

Woodz (Solo / UNIQ)

Deck: Crow + Heavenly Bodies

Spread: Ideal Partner

Body - Ace of Swords

Woodz’ special person is likely someone lean and fit. They are likely elegant and speak with razor like precision - never saying too much nor too little. They are likely well educated and might even go as far as a little grammar Nazzy. They will dress neatly and to impress but not extravagantly.

Heart - Queen of Cups

Woodz’ perfect match is likely someone emotionally mature, caring, nurturing, even mother-like at heart. They are likely engaged in charity or they serve as a reliable and wise person for people around them. They are well connected with their emotions and will spot other people’s moods very quickly. They can read body language and facial expressions like an FBI expert.

Spirit - Page of Wands

Spiritually speaking, Woodz’ ideal partner is someone open minded and even playful. They are probably not devoted believers but they like to explore and learn.

Soul - Knight of Wands

Deep down in their soul, Woodz’ perfect match is a person with nearly endless energy and high drive in life. They are optimistic and ready to face challenges. They are resourceful and sometimes they have more of a good luck than anything else. It can seem like they were blessed and they can get out of nearly any problem easily. They have charm and charisma.

Time - 4 of Cups

Woodz is likely to meet his significant other at the time of low spirit. He might feel unmotivated, uninspired and lacking joy in life. This person has the ability to shake his stale world and put it upside down and bring back the spark in his eyes.

Place - III The Empress

If Woodz and his perfect partner decide to live together, their home will become a true shrine of love. They are likely to find themselves constantly adoring each other. It’s very likely they will surround themselves with children or pets very soon after starting living together because they both love to care for others.

Zodiac Sign - Water - Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces

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[baraqi]

seungyoun the type of silly goose to fuck the absolute daylights out of u during a break in the setlist at one of his shows n tell u to keep all his cum inside just so he can fuck u again afterwards <33

i’m horny for him bc he’s my fave soloist and it’s his bday today so i’m extra in his business but if anyone really wants me to write a bit for him then shit i could🫣

[seokmattchuus]

Enough - Optional bias ver.

One, not my best but it's as good as it's gonna get. Sorry. Kinda.

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You never meant for it to get this far, but you really couldn’t help yourself.

Cheating while in a relationship wasn’t you. It wasn’t the kind of person you wanted to be. But at this point, keeping your morals was useless.

Maybe you thought that because your affair was with your best friend.

Your long-term boyfriend, Jae, just wasn’t cutting it. You never understood why he stayed with you. You never went on dates anymore. Anniversaries were just normal days. Texts and calls were rare. He just wasn’t who he used to be. Not to mention he had his fair share of using someone else.

Maybe that’s why you started falling for said best friend.

You’d always call him after arguing with Jae and one night, one thing led to another before you found yourself back at his place.

It was never a part of the plan to keep it up after the first night but something about the way he started looking at you had you coming back for more. He offered everything Jae didn’t.

You even considered leaving your sorry excuse of a boyfriend for good, but you hadn’t even seen him the past couple days to do that. Him claiming he needed “time” before seeing you again. 

Not that you were complaining. It’s not like you didn’t have someone to spend time with anyway.

And maybe that’s how you found yourself wrapped up in his arms while watching a movie on his couch.

“Do you even plan on leaving him?” His voice took your attention away from the screen and you sighed.

“I take it you weren’t even watching the movie.” You deadpanned, not ready to have this conversation for the umpteenth time.

“How can I?” He scoffed. “I’m running on borrowed time, anyway. Who knows when you’ll go back to him and I have to wait for him to throw another bitch fit in order to see you again.” He shook his head, the sounds from the television drowning out as you turned to face him. “It’s not like he’s all that faithful, either. We both know how he’s spending that ‘time’ he claims he ‘needs’.”

The words had you falling silent. Never did you think he would bring it up, especially since you both agreed not to.

“You have no right-”

“I’m just so sick of seeing you come over and knowing it’s because he pushed you away. Or because he fucked up again. Or because you can’t stand him. I hate seeing you and knowing I’m your second choice.”

“You knew it was going to be that way.” You sighed, turning to face him. “You said yourself you’d never date me, so why are you bringing this up now?”

“Because I care.” He raised his voice, moving to sit up, making you sit up as well. “I always have.” He paused. “It’s just-” He sighed, running a frustrated hand through his hair. “A little more, now.”

It was quiet for a moment until he spoke up again.

“You know he’s with her.” He chuckled bitterly. “And you’re here with me.” He swallowed bitterly. “So why are you two even together?”

“Ho-”

You started, but got cut off as your phone started ringing, and you turned your attention to it.

“Don’t.” He said as you turned it over. “Y/n, I’m serious. Don’t.” His voice was more stern but you answered it anyway. Mostly out of spite, but also to see if he was right.

But you couldn’t even hear anything as he snatched your phone away and ended the call. You reached over but he stood up and held it away from you.

“God, you’ll always pick him, won’t you?” He raised his voice as you still tried to reach for it, nearly hitting him in the process. “You keep running back to him like he’s the only person that exists.” He continued, grabbing your wrist so he could still your movements.

Your lips folded in as a poor attempt to keep your feelings in as you blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall. The past tension plus the sudden information about Jae’s side piece hit you a little too hard and it was all getting too much.

“It’s not like that.” You spoke softly, but you knew he wasn’t lying.

And it only made you more upset.

You always did go back to him. Like he was some sort of fucked up home base for you to start over at.

“Really? Because it’s exactly like that.” He scoffed. “Why else would he tell you he needed time?” He questioned, his grip falling from your wrist. “For something he did, at that?” His voice was louder this time as his head fell back with a sarcastic laugh. “Had you not shown up early that day, who knows what you would’ve walked in on.”

You got quiet, a tear finally falling as the memory came rushing back, his words sinking in.

You’d gotten this speech a thousand times, but hearing it from him only made you feel worse.

“Why can’t you just see it?” His tone was softer now, and you couldn’t stop the rest of the tears from falling. He’d always fixed you on these kinds of nights, why was he suddenly so upset?

“If I wanted a lecture about how shitty my choice in men is, I’d ask.” You spoke lowly, your tone strained as you tried to keep a hold on your emotions. “And since you’re so sick of m-”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” He cut you off. “I’m just sick of seeing you like this. And I’m sick of you saying you go back because it’s what you’ve gotten used to.” He continued. “I’ve been here longer. Have I never been something you were used to?”

The words took you by surprise and in your current mindset, you couldn’t really think about what he just said.

“It’s easy to go back because you love him.” He started as he looked down at you. “But try being with someone who loves you.”

It was quiet as his words settled between the two of you. 

“Do you mean that?” You spoke up, your tone more stable as you looked up at him.

“I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t.” He countered, closing the space between the two of you. “So make a choice.” He said. “I can’t keep doing this.”

“And if I picked you?” You said, your eyes looking away. “What makes you so great?” 

He chuckled at the comment, his arms wrapping around your hips and pulling you flush against him. 

“I’m so great because you always run back to me.” He whispered, slowly moving in. “I’m so great because you always end up back in my bed.” He smirked, his lips stilling right before they reached yours. “I’m so great because you know deep down I’m better than he’ll ever be.”

His face tilted so he could place a kiss on your cheek before pulling away. 

“So who’s it gonna be?” 

“What do you think?” You licked your bottom lip playfully. “I’m still here, aren’t I?”

“But I want to hear you say it.” He said seriously. “I need to know I’m what you want.”

You looked at him and smiled slightly. 

“You are.” You said. “But I think I need a little convincing before I make my final decision.”

He scoffed lightly.

“You just love playing with me, don’t you?” He tsked as he pulled away. “You know that never ends well, right?” 

“Oh, shut up.” You chuckled before grabbing his shirt and pulling him closer so you could finally kiss him.

It didn’t take long before the kiss deepened and he was carrying you towards his bedroom and sitting down so you were straddling him.

His hands slowly slid around your sides to the hem of your shirt, slightly playing with it before pulling away so he could slide it over you. Once it was gone, he wasted no time in getting rid of your bra, a small gasp leaving you as his cold hands made contact with your chest.

“You’re always so sensitive.” He smirked as he looked at you.

“And you’re always so talkative.” You bit back, another gasp leaving you as he pinched your nipple.

“Don’t act like you don’t love it.” He smiled. “You love it when I don’t shut up.”

His hands pulled away and moved their focus to your hips, slightly pushing them against his own.

“After all, you’re the one who says you love my dirty talk.” He smiled cheekily before leaning into your chest to press small kisses against you, his hand moving from your hip to the button of your shorts, easily undoing it while his lips moved to your nipple. 

Your hips didn’t need his guidance as they were moving on their own against him. Your hands moved on their own accord as well, one settling on his shoulder while the other tangled itself in his hair.

“We don’t need this tonight,” You bit your lip as you let your head fall back. As good as it felt, you really couldn’t handle it right now.

“But I want to.” He whispered against you. “You chose me, after all. I wanna make it worth it.”

“Now is not the time for an ego thing.” You chuckled. “Just fuck me already.”

“So snappy.” He playfully sighed before moving to lay you down so he was on top. 

“That’s why you like me, no?” You smiled up at him as he slid your shorts off.

Your comment got a small laugh in response as he then worked on getting rid of your underwear. He didn’t say anything as he knelt between your legs, his hands slowly spreading your thighs before gently sliding up, just to come back down.

“Don’t tease,” You looked away, suddenly feeling shy in front of him.

“Don’t.” He whispered, his voice coaxing you to look back at him. “I want to see you.”

You licked your lips as you watched him place small kisses along the span of your legs, nipping slightly as he got closer before pulling away entirely.

“God, you’re such a tease,” You groaned as he grabbed the hem of his shirt, quickly pulling it over him. “I hate you,” 

“You won’t be saying that soon.” He snickered, starting on the button of his jeans.

Once his own clothes were gone, it wasn’t long before he pulled you flush against him, your legs lightly wrapped around his waist.

“I’ve always wondered what it was like to fuck you off a time limit.” He licked his lips as he ran his tip down your slit, slowly pushing it in. “You don’t have to leave, and I don’t have to rush,” He continued, slowly pushing in deeper. “You’re all mine for tonight.” He whispered as he bottomed out.

You wanted to make a comment about the ego thing but got cut off as he quickly pulled back just to snap his hips into yours. The pleasure making you forget whatever you wanted to say.

His hands grabbed onto your legs, lightly moving them from his waist and spread them out, the new feeling making your eyes close. It wasn’t long before your eyes had screwed themselves shut as the pace he set left you

“No.” He shook his head, a small smirk playing at his lips as he gripped your chin to force you to look at him. “Look at me.” He said simply. “I want you to see who’s fucking you.” He whispered as he leaned in to press a kiss to the side of your neck.

“I want you to know that it’s me making you feel like this.” He said before pressing another kiss. “That he can’t ever make you feel this good.” He chuckled softly. “Because if he could,” He softly bit down on your sweet spot. “We both know you wouldn’t be here.”

You hated that he was right, but you really weren’t in the position to fight back when he knew how to fuck you just right. 

“Tell me.” He smirked. “Tell me how much you love it when I fuck you.”

"I love it so much," You whined as your eyes narrowed when he leaned back up, his hand reaching out to rub your clit. "Fuck, please don't stop,"

He watched as you fell apart, part of him not sure if he wanted to give into you that easily. He decided on slowing his pace, both in his hips and his hand, scoffing at the loud groan you let out.

"You think that's enough to make it up to me?" His tone holding something different as everything came to a complete stop. "I'm here giving you what you want but what about me?"

"I'll break up with him, I swear." You swallowed as your eyes stayed on his.

You weren't lying. Truth be told, you were, in fact, sick of his shit.

"We can go get my stuff from his place tomorrow and I'll never even think about him again." Your voice wavered as his fingers started up again. "It's you." You whined. "It's always been you."

With that, he started up again. The confirmation that you were actually picking him for once being more than enough to settle the score in his head.

"Shit," He groaned as he watched your hand reach out for his arm, your nails digging into him as your legs started shaking. "Go ahead, baby." He grunted as he felt you clench around him, his own hips stuttering as you finally came undone.

He pulled out as soon as your high hit, using your daze to catch you off guard as his head found a place between your thighs. Your hands attached themselves to his hair, desperately trying to push him away, only for his arms to wrap around your thighs.

"Nuh-uh, baby," He pulled away to whisper, his lips pressing light kisses to the inside of your thigh.

"I'm going to be the only thing you think about tonight."

[obligatoryidolblog]

Woodz Masterlist

Portland, Oregon - smut

Buck - angst

1:23am - angst

Only Fools - series - Part 1

[4o4eros]

just thinking about listening to the high-pitched moans while choking on Woodz' cock on a rainy afternoon in his own recording studio.

[thru-the-grapevine]

Hi 👋

After reading (Something New) with Seungyoun & <that was really good> I was wondering what sex in front of a mirror would be like... I can't stop thinking about it ☺️

Pardon my English 😘

Hi hello yes this is Ellie and not to worry your English was loud and clear on this and I may have choked on my own spit reading it and then choked again imagining it-

(I am proceeding on the assumption that you mean this to be Seungyoun-specific so if I’m misinterpreting that I apologize)

In Seungyoun’s defense, what happens is unintentional. Except he’s not complaining

He just catches sight of you fussing with your shirt in front of the mirror, and the way you’re pursing your lips and furrowing your brow is so endearing that he can’t help approaching you

You make little noises of complaint when he swoops you back against him in a hug, but he grins and leans down to rest his chin on your shoulder, gazing at you fondly in the mirror and asking what you look so concentrated about

“I‘ve decided I don’t like this new shirt enough to keep it, now shoo, you’re going to wrinkle it and then they won’t take it back” comes the half-hearted scold

He doesn’t move away from you, but he does loosen his arms and start smoothing out any wrinkles, watching in the mirror to make sure he doesn’t miss any

He glances at your face in the mirror when you stay unnaturally quiet, and that’s when he notices your pupils dilating

“What, what did I do?” “Huh? I—nothing. You just….I like your hands.”

He looks at his hands, spread over your middle, and they look the same as ever to him. Except maybe his hands make you look a little smaller, splayed out and covering as much surface area as they are

“Huh, they look kind of big,” he mentions, continuing to smooth out your shirt gentler, slower

He looks back up to see your reflection swallowing hard, your eyes watching the reflection of his hands, a quiet “mhm” in the back of your throat

A knot of heat sinks into his gut, as well as a little thrill of affection that something as simple as his hands can distract you like this

Like every other time, now that he’s started touching you, he finds he can’t stop

He smooths his hands up and down your middle almost soothingly, lifting his head just enough to tilt down and press a kiss to your shoulder, eyes never leaving your reflection

He’s always loved studying you, learning your little expressions and body language to everything, and he decides he likes this, being able to see your whole body and face this easily, see how it looks when his hands are on you, see as well as feel how you melt back against him slowly, your expression glazing the more deliberately his hands course over you

Gradually, he lets one of his hands slide up your chest

He feels your breath catch underneath his hand, and your gaze flicks up to his in the reflection of the mirror

Neither of you says a word as his hand keeps sliding up, until the tips of his fingers are brushing the base of your throat

Your eyebrows tilt slightly, the telltale indicator that you’re turned on, and he slides his hand up to cup loosely at your throat

His mouth goes dry at the way your eyelids flutter and your lips part. He loves the way his hand looks there on your throat, loves the way your gaze goes a little glassy, loves seeing your chest rising and falling quicker

He kisses your shoulder again, begins a slow trail closer to your neck, and watches his fingers twitch lightly against your throat

He feels rather than hears a little noise in your throat, almost a whine, and god he needs to kiss you, now

He slides his hand up your neck to your jaw, fingers pressing to tilt your face towards his

You both sigh when your lips finally connect, and it makes him smile faintly against your mouth

His hand still splayed over your middle presses you back against him more snugly, and he realizes just how hard he’s gotten when his crotch nestles against your ass

Without thinking, his hand bunches up the fabric of the shirt and slides until his fingers catch on your waistband

You break the kiss with a gasp when he slips his hand underneath your clothes, and Seungyoun wonders how every little look, every little movement you make, can be this attractive

He lets the hand on your jaw turn your head forward again, nips a kiss at your neck, and says “you should watch my hands, then, if you like them”

He slides the hand on your jaw back down your neck, over your collarbones, and settles it on your chest, thumbing lazily at your nipple through the shirt

He could live and die by the sweet little noises you make. He feels how much harder it makes him, feels himself throb against the curve of your ass

He presses his lips against your shoulder and watches the reflection of your face open up in a moan when his other hand slips deeper and strokes over you, slowly, in your pants

He feels a little lightheaded, a little drunk, on the ways your face twists in pleasure as he builds a slow rhythm rubbing you, on the way your back arches slightly when something feels especially good, on the way you can’t seem to tear your gaze away from the shape of his hand moving in your pants

You twitch in his hold when he applies a little more pressure to your sensitive spot, and he groans at the friction of your body against his

Mindlessly, he dips his hand lower and traces his fingers in a tease over your hole, out of his mind horny with the way you moan at the contact

“God, you’re so hot,” he breathes as he eases the tips of his fingers just inside you

Your hand fumbles to his wrist and grips hard as he carefully sinks two fingers inside you, the little bites of your fingernails in his skin making Seungyoun dizzy

You’re so hot and tight around his fingers it’s unbelievable, and the noises you make sound like every wet dream he’s ever had when he starts pumping slowly, and Seungyoun thinks you might have been custom-designed to make him completely crazy

He’s usually gentler with you when he fingers you open, knows you get sensitive, but his fingers drive in and out of you with more desperation, the sight of all of you in he mirror at once for him to see making him less cautious

He finds the spot inside you he knows you love him to touch, thrusting into it just right, and he moans against your shoulder when your muscles clamp down hard on his fingers, and your other hand comes up and grips hard in his hair

He watches your brow furrow and your eyes roll shut, feels you start pulsing in tight, wrenching spasms on his fingers, hears your breathless cries as you arch back against him

He pulls his hand from your chest and starts fumbling at his zipper and waistband as he works you over because holy fucking god he needs to be in you so badly

Your eyes flutter open as the pulsing slows, your utterly wrecked gaze meeting his in the reflection, and Seungyoun groans and grabs your shoulder, pushing you forward until he’s crowded you up against the mirror

He’s thanking god you’re both right next to the dresser, near the drawer of condoms and lube, and he’s prepping himself so fast and in such a daze he can hardly focus

Something in his chest tightens as you try to help him, even in your weary post-orgasmic state, and he makes himself promise he won’t lose it and finish the second he’s inside of you because he needs to make this good for you, needs you to know he’d rather die than leave you unsatisfied

But holy shit is it difficult as he sinks into you inch by inch, feeling your intimate muscles still fluttering, and he’s not sure which of you is moaning louder but he wouldn’t be surprised if it’s him because fuck nothing has ever felt so good

Today is not his best day of being careful. He doesn’t think you mind, though, when he doesn’t slowly build up to a faster, harder rhythm, just goes for it straight off, because you make the most desperate, pleased noises he’s ever heard in his life

It’s taking the willpower of heroes to keep himself on the edge and not careening over as he slides home inside of you over and over and over, positively drowning himself in you, surrounding and filling you with himself

He can’t see either of you in the mirror anymore because you’re both pressed up against it, but he doesn’t care, doesn’t need to see your toes curling and your eyes squeezing shut and your mouth dropping open to know you’re as close as he is, he can feel it all in the unbelievable vise grip of you tightening on his dick

He reaches back around you and strokes you again, fast and messy and desperate, and the cry you make might be his new favorite sound in the whole world

There’s a slight ringing in his ears when he feels you start to come, and that’s it for his self-control, how can he deny himself heaven when it’s right here in front of him, and he buries himself as deep as he can and empties himself, gives you all that he has, short of breath and trembling

For a long moment you shudder together, out of your bodies, on another planet, and gradually you sink back into yourselves, relaxing against the mirror

When Seungyoun rests his forehead wearily in the crook your neck, the price tag on your collar pokes his cheek

He can’t help a little smile, and a “You’ll probably have to keep the shirt now”

His grin widens when he hears you snort quietly

Your voice sounds like miles of bad road when you ask, “what just happened?”

He bursts into laughter against your neck

“I have no idea.”

You laugh with him, melting back against him, and your hand lifts and rubs affectionately at his bicep

“Well it’s allowed to happen whenever you want, but maybe take off the clothes I’m going to return next time.”

(He pays for a new shirt for you. It’s money well-spent, he thinks.)

(Why no I'm completely fine and normal why do you ask)

[chanis-banani]

Hi 👋 I wanted to know if you could write a night of s3x where there are mirrors (I think it's beautiful) with woodz? Thank you 🤍

HELL YEA I CAN (sorry, I'm just very excited about this concept)

Also maybe I got a little unhinged with it because this is my longest fic yet, hope that's ok oops

Pairing: WOODZ × afab reader

Synopsis: You decide to book a hotel for the night of Seungyoun's birthday. But after not looking at the photos very carefully, you're in for something a little more adventurous than intended.

Genre: s m u t . 18+

Contains: swearing, masturbation, voyeurism, dirty talk, fingering, oral, (unprotected) sex in front of a mirror, marking, more mirror sex, slight biting, slight hair pulling, creampie, did I mention mirror sex?

Word Count: (I'd rather not say) 5k words (yes it's almost all smut)

☆ smut under the cut ☆

You turn the key in the lock and open the door to the hotel room. Seungyoun follows behind you, still wearing the little party hat you gave him. Since it is his birthday, you decided to celebrate it together by traveling to that little city you’ve always wanted to visit. In the afternoon, you walked around the center together to explore and you had dinner at a cute little bistro. You had given Seungyoun one of those little party hats as a joke, but he insisted on wearing it for the rest of the day. He had only taken it off inside the restaurant because the staff were giving him slightly hostile looks and he didn’t want to be rude, but as soon as you stepped outside after eating, he put it right back on again. Even while checking into the hotel, he kept wearing the little hat. The hotel staff were less judgemental and even seemed to like his shenanigans, congratulating him on his birthday.

Both of you closely inspect the room as you enter and Seungyoun throws his bags on the bed. The sheets are a red color and made of satin. The walls are also red, with a black decorative pattern made up of little roses. Next to the bathroom door is a big cabinet. Its wooden doors are closed, but you don't need to look inside to know what's in there, since it says "toys" in big letters on one of the doors. The bed is kingsized, with red little bed curtains surrounding it. On the other side of the room, right across from the bed, a huge mirror hangs on the wall.

You look around in shock. Seungyoun looks at you and raises an eyebrow. "Y/n? Did we just book ourselves a sex hotel?" You turn to him with big eyes and laugh a little nervously. “I swear this was not my intention!” you quickly come to your defense. “I even looked at photos of the hotels! Maybe I didn’t look at pictures of every individual room, but I just assumed they would be similar. This isn’t my fault! How could I know they would have a room like this?!”

He laughs and walks over to you to press a little kiss on your lips. The contrast between the deep red satin sheets on the bed and Seungyoun’s dumb, pastel little party hat makes the situation even more absurd. “Sshh, don’t be so worried,” he coos and he wraps his arms around you to pull you into a hug. You see your own reflection in the big mirror across the bed as he embraces you. It feels a little weird, but somehow seeing your love like this also brings little butterflies to your stomach. “This room is perfectly fine,” Seungyoun continues. “We can always leave that cabinet closed and then it’s almost like a normal room. Besides, a steamy room like this is kind of exciting, isn’t it?”

- - -

While Seungyoun takes a quick shower after a long day of exploring, you lay in bed with your favorite book. You try to read, but the room somehow keeps distracting you. The satin sheets are way too smooth and not really comfortable at all. Not to mention the discomfort you feel from the “toy” cabinet that almost seems to stare you down from the other side of the room. And worst of all - the mirror. You don’t know how to feel about it. As you sit upright in the bed, you feel the constant presence of your own reflection, causing a chaotic blend of intrigue, anxiety and excitement to pool in your stomach. It feels so naughty, so weird. So wrong to even think of looking at yourself in such a filthy way. Maybe it’s the energy of the room, but somehow you feel mostly excited. The big mirror in front of you gives you the opportunity to look at yourself from all kinds of angles, seeing every single inch of yourself. It’s like the mirror is calling to you, pulling you into your own reflection.

You slide a hand under your pajama shirt and watch yourself in the mirror as you run your fingers along your own belly, shivering a little at the touch. This new, extra kind of self awareness is making you more sensitive to your own fingers than you usually are. It feels so wrong to watch yourself like this, but fucking hell, does it turn you on.

You bring your fingers down to your clit and slowly start to stroke yourself, while looking at your own reflection. You look at your own lips, noticing how your mouth hangs open a little bit. Your shirt has been pulled up to reveal your breasts to yourself through the mirror. At this point, you’re starting to run out of patience. You just want to see more of yourself. Right now.

After sitting up, you take off your shirt and toss it into the room, quickly followed by your panties. Now you sit and take a moment to simply observe your own reflection. Very slowly, you spread your legs for yourself, like Margot Robbie in The Wolf of Wall Street. Only you're not doing it to seduce anyone else. You do it because you're feeling mesmerized by your own sexuality in a way you've never experienced before. The way you can watch how your own fingertips glide along your skin, how you can watch your own little reactions when you tease yourself a little, and the sight of your own sex all made you feel almost enchanted by yourself.

Very slowly, you insert your middle finger, watching closely how it disappears between your folds. God, you’re absolutely soaked. Your own reflection looks at you with a flustered expression as you realize how wet you became for yourself. It is so shameful and exciting at the same time, you don’t want to contain yourself anymore. You begin to pump your finger into yourself with more determination while bringing your other hand down to rub your clit. Soft moans escape your lips as you get lost in the sensation, and in the eye contact with your own reflection. You add another finger, watching excitedly how it gets engulfed by your soaked pussy, along with the other one. Being able to see how you’re stretching your own cunt to fit your fingers inside is so hypnotizing.

Just when you're about to add a third finger, you're snapped out of this hypnotized state of mind by Seungyoun's figure in the corner of your eye. He leans against the wall with his arms crossed and a dubious expression on his face. You immediately pull out your fingers, heart beating like crazy in your chest. How long had he been standing there? Was he watching you this whole time? His hair is still damp from the shower and he hadn’t bothered to put on a shirt or any pants. Just his boxers, which didn’t do much to hide his arousal.

“No no, don’t be embarrassed,” he says with a warm, sweet tone, as always, “Keep going. You seemed to be enjoying yourself.” The way he just about sings these words to you makes it obvious how much he had been enjoying the spectacle of you playing with yourself in front of the mirror. You wonder if he had secretly touched himself too while he watched.

“I’m not going to touch myself while you look!” you shriek. Seungyoun chuckles and shifts his weight so he’s no longer leaning against the wall. “Well… Why don’t I help you out then?”

Before you can protest, he’s already next to you in the bed and pulls you into his lap. Your back is pressed against his chest while he leans back against the headboard. You can clearly feel his erection poking into your lower back, making you quiver a little. A shiver goes down your spine as you feel his breath in your neck and he snakes his arms around your waist, gliding his right hand down to your vulva while using his left hand to cup your breast.

“Look at us,” he says with a husky voice while making eye contact with you through the mirror. Before you can even feel it, you see how he brings his lips to your ear and gently nibbles on your earlobe. “Aren’t we magnificent?”

You squirm nervously. Your heart beats like crazy in your chest due to a combination of anticipation, humiliation, and a deep love for the man who is currently stroking his finger along your entrance. “Look how wet you are,” he says, referring to the glistening arousal on your inner thighs. He drags his fingertip up between your folds, earning a wonderful moan from you. His lips curl into a horny grin and he doesn’t break eye contact for even a second.

“Do you have any idea how appetizing you look when you observe yourself like that?” His voice is lower and huskier than before. “It drives me a little crazy…” Upon these words, he slides his middle finger and ring finger into you at once, while simultaneously biting down on your earlobe. The sudden roughness causes you to let out a yelp and you tense up in his arms.

“That’s right, baby, just let it out,” he coos softly against your ear. His warm voice makes the little hairs in your neck stand upright. You bring one hand down to hold on to his wrist of the hand he’s fucking you with, and you bring your other hand up to grab the side of his head, desperately trying to find some way to regain stability.

“Seungyoun-” you manage to say under your breath. He lets go of your ear with his teeth to leave wet, hungry kisses on your jaw and down your neck. “Hmm?” he mumbles mid-hickey against your skin, while his fingers continue to pump in and out of you. “I just-” you continue nervously between your moans, “It’s weird…”

He pauses his hickey to look up at you through the mirror with a skeptical expression and he drastically slows down the movement of his fingers. “I’ll be the judge of that,” he grins at you, slowly pulling his fingers out of your sex to give you both a clear view of how filthy wet you are, pussy swollen from arousal and friction. “Now tell me what you were going to say,” he continues in a more stern, yet playful tone. You whimper from the sudden empty feeling and let out a defeated little sigh. “I just want to see us making love… Properly. In front of the mirror?”

Seungyoun doesn’t even look remotely surprised. It’s not like he wasn’t aware of how much you were intrigued by the mirror after your little show earlier. With a playful grin, he brings his fingers up to your mouth, those same fingers he fucked you with. Through the mirror, he gives you a look that makes it perfectly clear what he wants from you and you obediently part your lips for him. “So, you want to be fucked in front of the mirror? Is that right?” His fingers slither into your mouth while he says this. You are left with no choice but to nod in agreement with his fingers in your mouth, confronted with your own pathetic reflection while you are made to taste yourself.

There’s an eager twinkle in his eyes upon this sight of you. “God…” he whispers under his breath. He quickly tries to compose himself a little and he scrapes his throat. “Your wish is my command, my dearest. But first…” Suddenly he gets up from the bed and takes your hand in his. “...first I want to taste you.”

Before you know it, you are pulled to the foot end of the bed and he places you in an upright position, with your legs hanging over the edge. In the blink of an eye, he is kneeled before you on the ground, with his head between your thighs and the most excited expression on his face. The sight of him being so adorably enthusiastic, combined with the almost primal kind of hunger in his gaze brings a familiar type of warmth to your lower belly.

Being observed and cherished by him like this while also being observed by yourself through the mirror is a weird feeling, but far from an unpleasant one. You watch the movements of your own body as it responds to Seungyoun’s sudden kisses on your inner thigh. Through the mirror, you get a clear view of his back, beautifully showing off his tattoo for you. Somehow it turns you on that he’s still wearing his boxers. It shows that he is so excited to shower you with pleasure that he almost entirely forgets about his own desires.

The sensation of his teeth gently scraping along your skin causes you to jolt up a little, which leads him to let out satisfied little hums against your inner thigh. He places his hands on top of each of your thighs to hold them tightly so you don’t accidentally move too far away from him. Something which proves to be a good idea as soon as he decides to suddenly suck on your clit. With a little yelp, you dig your fingers into his hair and hold on to him tightly.

Thanks to the mirror, you can see his body react to the way you hold his hair. His muscles tighten and he slightly arches his back in enjoyment. He never minds if you’re a little rough with him. In fact: usually that is exactly what turns him on. There is nothing he likes more than making you feel good, so your body’s reactions are rather important to him. When he is covered in little scratches and other marks after making love to you, it tells him that he’s done a good job.

You hold on to his hair even more tightly to enjoy the view of his physical reaction and you pull him more closely towards you. Seungyoun gladly responds by sticking out his tongue for you, allowing you to rub yourself against it for him. As you watch yourself in the mirror, you aren’t sure whether you look pathetic or powerful, but it doesn’t matter, because all you know is that you’re insanely horny. And you’re not the only one.

As he eats you out, Seungyoun seems to be squirming to get the slightest bit of friction for himself as well, but without much success. You grin down at him and gently pull his right hand away from your thigh. At first, he gives you a confused look, but when you guide his hand down to his own crotch for him, it seems to click. “Go on,” you say with a kind smile and you stroke his head as if he were some kind of dog. “I want to see you touch yourself for me, Seungyoun.” 

The boy shudders at your words. He has that excited twinkle in his eyes again. “God, y/n, you’re gonna be the death of me,” he whispers under his breath before obediently sliding his own hand into his boxers. The little whimpers that come from him once he starts to pleasure himself vibrate wonderfully against your clit.

Seungyoun appears needier by the minute. He starts to get more rough with you, forcing his tongue as deep inside you as possible while digging his fingers into your thigh hard enough to leave marks. The feeling of his hot, wet tongue inside your cunt like this is enough to make you throw your head back in pleasure, your vision becoming blurred with stars. You spread your legs a little wider for him and with loud moans you start to rub yourself on his face.

His moans become louder as well, but when he suddenly calls your name, you become awakened from your own state of bliss for a second. “Y/n…” His voice is low and filled with need. He is showing you those eyebrows again. His hand is no longer in his boxers and his mouth and chin are completely wet, dripping with your arousal.The sight of him like this is nearly enough to make you cum on the spot.

You give him a curious look when he suddenly begins to chuckle. "What? Why are you laughing?" Without saying a word, Seungyoun just points up to the space above the bed. You turn and lean your head back to discover that he is pointing at a second mirror. This mirror above the bed is smaller than the one on the wall, but still big enough to have a clear view of the entire bed. All this time, the black bed curtains had hidden this second mirror from you. The only time you could have seen it was when you were laying on the bed before, if you hadn't been so obsessed with the one on the wall. "How many mirrors does a person need…" you mumbled, unsure of what else to say. The discovery of a second mirror caused you to feel that warmth in your stomach again.

When you turn your head back to Seungyoun, he's no longer kneeled down on the floor. By now he is standing and his boxers have already been tossed into a corner. He reaches a hand to you and pulls you off the bed and on your feet as well. He swiftly turns you to the mirror on the wall and places himself behind you. "Time to fulfill that wish of yours," he says, after which he begins to leave long, wet kisses on your shoulder.

You are met with your own reflection again, this time also seeing Seungyoun’s reflection behind you. From this angle, you are able to see a part of the gun tattoo on his belly and you reach your hand back to run your fingertips over his inked skin, earning a little gasp from him. Both of you are completely hot and bothered and you can already feel his erection poking your lower back again.

He guides your hips into an angle that gives him easy access and aligns himself with your entrance. You let out a hopeful little moan, but Seungyoun takes a moment to tease you before giving you what you want, taking his time to stroke his tip up and down your embarrassingly wet folds. 

At this point you’re so needy for him, you won’t wait any longer and you push your ass back a little, carefully pushing yourself onto him. He moans with surprise and you moan with delightment when his tip enters you. The sensation is warm and almost soothing in a way. Through the mirror, you can see how his look of surprise quickly makes room for a warm, loving smile and he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you tightly against him. You lean your head back against his shoulder and he presses a kiss on your cheek.

“Look at you…” he murmurs against your skin while stroking your lower belly with his hands, sending tingles throughout your entire body. “Y’know sometimes you give me goosebumps?” he says with a little grin. His voice is breathy and adrenalized. Thanks to these words, he isn’t the only one with goosebumps.

He pulls himself almost completely out of you and angles your bodies in such a way you get a proper view of where the two of you are connected. Both of you become fully focused on the sight as he very slowly pushes himself back inside you again, this time filling you up with his entire length, all at once. You can only gasp and hold your breath at the sudden full feeling, making your pathetic reflection stare at yourself with an open mouth.

You reach both of your arms back to him to hold on to his hips as he thrusts into you with very long, slow strokes. The look of an intoxicating kind of pleasure is written all over your faces. “I adore you,” you mumble in between your little gasps and whimpers. Through the mirror, you can clearly see how his face lights up when you say this, showing you that familiar little twinkle in his eyes again. 

He lays two fingers on your jaw and gently guides you to face him so he can press a clumsy, yet passionate kiss on your lips. His other hand is still on your belly and now creeps its way down to your heat while he kisses you. You moan blissfully against his lips when he begins to draw slow circles on your clit, and he hums lovingly in response.

While slightly picking up the pace of his thrusts, he lets his fingers travel the area between your thighs, delighting in the slippery sensation of your arousal. He breaks the kiss and looks at you with that everlasting smile of his, raising his eyebrows at you a little curiously. “You’re even more soaked than before,” he smirks at you. Feeling a little flustered, but too horny to care, you throw a cheeky grin at him and press a quick kiss on his cheek. “Well happy birthday I guess.”

The happy twinkle in his eyes makes room for a more bold expression and he turns your head back to face the mirror again. “God, you intoxicate me,” he pants and he pulls his cock almost completely out of you again, this time to plunge into you a lot harder than before. You cry out in surprise, but Seungyoun doesn’t give you any time to adjust to his new roughness. Greedy, like a wolf who hasn’t had a meal in days, he starts pumping himself into you at a quick pace, completely bottoming out with every thrust. 

Your mind is foggy and you’re barely even aware how loudly he makes you moan for him. With your head leaning back on his shoulder and your hand desperately clinging to his hips behind you, you try to regain some sense of stability. But his hard thrusts make it hard to even think clearly, not to mention the way he’s rubbing your clit. “Seungyoun-” you squeal just when he plunges into you particularly roughly. “I’m- Ah! Getting close…”

“Not yet,” he replies firmly and after a few more hard thrusts, he pulls out of you, giving you a chance to catch your breath.

He lifts you off your feet and in the blink of an eye, you are transported to the bed. A wave of relief hits you, knowing that you can at least lay down if he’s going to fuck you like this. The relief however, soon makes room for an almost shameful feeling as you look up at yourself through the mirror above the bed. You weren’t even aware that you had spread your legs as he laid you down, yet here you are confronted with a clear view of yourself: legs spread wide open for him, hair messy, face sweaty and a cunt so wet that the arousal has dripped all the way down your thighs.

It’s exhilarating. 

Seungyoun quickly joins you in the bed to get on top of you. He gives you a warm smile, but you are too distracted by the sight of his back as he hovers over you. The defined muscles, the line where his spine is, the way his curves slim down around his waist and most importantly: the tattoo between his shoulder blades. You are completely infatuated with this display of him, his breathtaking form on top of you like this.

He chuckles a little to see you enchanted like this and he presses a kiss on your lips. “Earth to y/n,” he grins, snapping you out of the hypnotized feeling. He lovingly strokes your cheek and kisses you again. You shudder a little as his hair tickles against your own forehead. “You’re just so beautiful…” you whisper against his lips, “Please, I need to feel you.”

Seungyoun seems to agree with this sentiment, because he immediately lines himself up with your entrance again. He gives you a little look, as if to say “ready?” and you nod excitedly without any need for an exchange of words.

You wrap your arms around his neck, making sure to hold on to him a bit higher so you don’t cover up the view of his tattoo and he pushes himself into you again. He kisses you at first, but keeps the kiss short to give you room to watch the mirror as he makes love to you. It’s hard to tell what is more intoxicating, the sensation of being loved, cherished and filled to the brim by your beloved, or the display of his magnificent body.

You watch how his muscles tense and relax as he thrusts his hips and you admire the curves of his body. Observing the two of you together like this makes you feel like you're making love to a Greek god. In this moment, your heart becomes filled with warmth upon becoming so hyper-aware of the beauty in the reflection coming from above the bed. It's like you're looking at a painting by Michelangelo. The Sistine Chapel is nothing compared to the two of you.

“You’re beautiful,” you say softly, tearing your gaze from the mirror to look him in the eyes.

“Enough looking,” he replies with a cocky smirk on his face, “I want to kiss you.”

He connects his lips to yours again in a feverish kiss and intensifies his thrusts, pounding into your sweet spot at a steady rhythm. With a delighted little cry, you wrap your legs around him and pull him more tightly against you.

As the way he’s thrusting into you becomes more rough, he disconnects his lips from yours  and brings them down to your jaw and neck. He starts to leave long, warm kisses all over your skin and slowly those begin to get more rough as well. Once again you look in the mirror, this time to see how enchanted he is by you. While you are finding pleasure in watching your love through the mirror, he is delighted by the feeling of his skin against yours. His lips travel along your jaw, neck and shoulder, letting you feel their softness all over. It’s like both of you are bathing in the pleasure of each other’s existence. 

“Don’t stop, keep going,” you whisper under your breath, unsure of why you’re even saying it. Seungyoun hadn’t left even the slightest impression of wanting to stop anytime soon. Still, it seems your words got him even more fired up, because his kisses turn into hickeys. He wraps his arms around your torso, clinging on to you while he scrapes his teeth along the side of your throat, sucking on it until you feel a stinging sensation. When he moves to the other side of your neck, you can clearly see the purple mark he left on your skin. You can’t help but feel the rush - the way he puts his lips on you, the way he burns you, like a kiss of fire.

The knot in your lower stomach is intensifying at a rapid pace under his burning touch. With every thrust, he invades you deeply, making both of you lose yourself completely in blissful desire. By the desperation in his movement, you can tell that both of you can tip over the edge any moment now.

You let go of his neck to cup his cheeks with your hands and he brings his hickeys to a halt to look up at you. His ears and cheeks are flushed a deep, red color and little pearls of sweat drip down his forehead, causing his messy hair to stick to his skin.

“Kiss me while we cum,” you breathe out.

You don’t need to ask him twice. Seungyoun presses his lips against yours again and soon you find his tongue brushing against yours. The vibrations of your combined moans against each other’s lips causes both of you to get delightful goosebumps and a little shiver goes down your spine.

Anguished moans begin to come from Seungyoun’s throat and you can feel him throbbing slightly inside of you. A few more times, he hammers himself into you entirely and so roughly it causes your vision to get completely blurred. Then one more loud cry escapes him and he plunges into you as deeply as possible.This final thrust is enough to push you over the edge and you come with him.

As you reach your climax, you cling so tightly to him it hurts. The wave of pleasure becomes vastly more intense because of the heavy pulsations of his cock inside you. You grip on to his hair, unable to moan or even breathe. Your whole body tenses up and trembles with pleasure and all you can do is gasp. Soft whimpers come from Seungyoun’s mouth as he feels how your walls continue to clench and pulsate around him for a moment after he’s already ridden out his orgasm. But it doesn’t stop him from stroking your hair and cooing gentle words to you.

When your body finally relaxes again, he strokes your cheek with a sweet, but tired smile, while you struggle to catch your breath. “Ssshh,” he coos softly and he presses his nose into your cheek, “Breathe for me baby.” You nod at him and try to take slow, deep breaths while stroking your fingers through his hair to calm down. You can’t help but look up at the mirror for a brief moment, seeing the two exhausted figures on the bed, both covered in sweat. But there is something intriguing about this sight. Despite their exhaustion, the two figures in the mirror look insanely happy, euphoric even. Their figures seem to be overflowing with affection and care as they lay in each other’s arms, reveling in each other’s presence.

You press your forehead against his and let out a satisfied little sigh. “I think we should buy ourselves a big mirror…” you say hazily.

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Cho Seung Youn (Solo / UNIQ) - Kinky* Tarot Reading

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: Spiritsong Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Cho Seung Youn

Stage Name: Woodz

Group: Solo / UNIQ

DOB: 05.08.1996

Sun Sign: Leo

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 2

Masterpost: Solo Artists

Ko-fi - Voluntary Tip for Readings

Cho Seung Youn

Woodz (Solo / UNIQ)

Deck: Spiritsong Tarot

Spread: Kinky*

Position - 2 of Swords

Woodz is likely to be a bit indecisive when it comes to his role in a relationship. He might be inclined to be a switch and simply adapt to what his partner likes. He’s likely to have good instincts when it comes to picking up the mood in a relationship and he will try to avoid conflicts.

Libido - 5 of Swords

Woodz might come as a cautious lover. He’s likely to have his boundaries which are not negotiable but he’s also willing to expand his comfort zone when he feels secure. He’s likely a patient and gentle lover, always taking his time to get to know his partner intimately and discover what pleases them and what is not allowed.

Turn On - Knight of Pentacles

Woodz might feel attracted to a person of great endurance, a traveller walking on uncharted pathways, someone with a vision and determination to succeed. They don’t have to stand out when it comes to looks but they have a certain ageless charm and they radiate reliability. They are responsible and motivated, they have goals and enough dedication to reach them.

Kink - Page of Cups

Woodz is a romantic with his heart brimming with love. He’s not really into any dirty kinks, he’s the prince Charming. He needs to feel a deep emotional connection with his lover, he might love to praise and be praised back.

Dirtiest Secret* - 7 of Pentacles

Woodz is likely a master of foreplay and aftercare. He might develop full service packages to “perform”. With his strong intuition, he’s always able to decide which of his special programs will fit the moment the best. Sometimes he doesn’t even need for the foreplay to actually result in sex, he’s perfectly happy to pamper his lover all night in gentle and sensual way.

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