unholydeukae

[unholydeukae]

I apologize for I may have accidentally eliminated an ask, but I answered it, so here you are:

Ask: Also can you pleaseee do drunk dami coming home to the reader and she’s scary, angry and completely out of it and takes it out on the reader?

Author note: I have taken a few liberties, like this asks sounds a little more on non-con side of things, so I tried to make it as consensual as possible, though still very rough

A loud sigh mixed with a groan breaks the silence in the once quiet living room.

Lifting an eyebrow, you turn to your girlfriend, your very sexy, very grumpy looking girlfriend, and ask, “Something wrong, babe?��

Standing from the armchair near the doors of the balcony, she joins you on the couch, draping herself over your prone form and groans once again as she nuzzles in your hair, letting more displeased sounds.

“I can’t read minds, love, nor understand Pandian.” You heave, turning around and hugging her.

Finally, she graces you with her deep grumbling voice, “My boss fell ill and chose me to go to this fucking restaurant with some of his clients…” as you start carding your fingers through her hair she relaxes a little “...They are all douchebags, the worst of the worst. I might actually get drunk tonight.”

“Oh, fuck,” you whisper. “That serious?”

Sitting up, you grab her hand, rubbing your thumb over her knuckles, trying to keep comforting her as she leans her head on your shoulder. “Yep.”

Silence blankets you two once again as you try to find ways to maybe keep her home or at least help her through this hard night, when eventually you settle for the most helpful approach you can think of. You stop caressing her hair and turn her head so you can leave a peck on her lips, then slowly trail your finger down her cheek, down her neck, then lower, saying, “I’m here, love, whatever you need before or after the dinner, I’ll be there for you…” your hand finally reaches her crotch and with a playful grin you grope it gently, getting a feel of the meat packed down there. “...Anything.”

Locking eyes, you notice how dark they have gotten, desire clear in them. “Anything?” She whispers a bit roughly, then bites her lip when you nod. Hesitantly, she asks, “What if I am really drunk, and rough?”

You cup her cheek and smile as you caress her. “I trust you Dami-ya, to not cross any hard limits, even when drunk.” Then you smirk. “And I love choking on your cock just as much as you love seeing my tears as I take it.”

Dami groans, surging forward to crash her lips on yours and you giggle a little, letting yourself be pushed on your back as she ravages your mouth. When she leans back, she rasps, “God, I wish I didn’t have to go to this dinner, just to try it, see if there’s a bite behind the bark-” she checks the hour and sighs sitting up. “-but we might have to rain check that, I have to get ready.”

You pout, sad to see her trudging towards your bedroom, a bit horny after all that talk so you try to focus on your book, but when she returns an hour later, wearing one of her work suits, desire sparks anew. “So dashing…”

She walks up to you, and leans down to steal a kiss. “Thank you, baby. I better go, or I might be late and I don’t want to have them already on my ass.”

“Of course,” you sigh, sad to see her go, but happy to see her walking.

Once the door locks behind her, you sag against the backrest, horny and sad.

A few minutes pass then you close the book after leaving the bookmark, then grab your phone, beginning your doom scrolling through Twitter.

A few hours into the evening, you were already past the lighthearted news and new pictures of your favourite groups and now just reading and retweeting heartbreaking news and calls for help from genocide ridden lands and cursing out loud at the double faced racist hypocrites governing some of the most influential countries in the world, tweeting empty wishes for peace and stability from the safety of their offices, while knowingly getting bribed by merchants of death, uncaring of the real life consequences of their non-action.

You were so deep in thought reading about the reason for some fires that you didn’t hear at first commotion from outside the door, but you sure did notice the moment Dami barged in, almost slamming it behind her.

Startled out of your mind, you almost throw your phone away, then turn to watch her as she’s tossing her keys in the bowl, then kicks out of her shoes before ripping out her jacket- her stained blue jacket- and throwing it on the hook.

“Babe?” You call out, still a little taken aback, but she ignores it- ignores you, and covers the space between you in long, quick strides before grabbing your face and pulling you into a messy, forceful kiss.

The first thing you notice is the strong smell of alcohol that almost drowns the pungent smell of cigarettes, then as you let her dominate the kiss you can taste the alcohol still lingering in her mouth.

You let her guide you, any thought that wasn’t related to how hot she is when she gets like this easily shut out of your mind. Too soon, the hand on your jaw disappears, much to your reluctance, then you yelp when she grabs your phone and uncaringly tosses it towards the coffee table. But leaving her lips proves to be a mistake as she grabs your shirt now and pulls it off of you so suddenly that the collar rips. Next is your bra while she leans down to lick and bite your neck, sometimes sucking to mark you, then when her hands wander lower she leans back.

Opening your eyes you realize how dark and angry her gaze is and as an afterthought you realize that tomorrow you might not be able to sit, but you forget about it when your eyes traill lower until they land on the straining bulge in the crotch of her pants.

“Dami?” You try once more, but again she remains silent, instead she grabs both your pants and underwear and pulls hard, dragging you half off the couch then throwing them behind her before her grabs you by the hair and drags you up, guiding you towards the armrest of the couch.

“Bend over,” she growls in your ear, eliciting a full body shiver on your part and you can already feel wetness gathering between your legs as you rush to comply. “Don’t you dare cry out.”

For a moment you are confused, expecting her to just whip it out and fuck you into oblivion just like that, but then you freeze as you hear the unbuckling of her belt. Oh fuck-

The crack of leather on skin, then pain blossoms from your ass check. “Shi-” Another crack interrupts you and you have to bite your lip hard from making the same mistake twice.

She rains hits on your poor ass, sometimes you manage to hear her cursing out those clients until your behind burns and your mind is almost too far gone to barely hear the dull thud of the belt hitting the floor.

You come to when probably a minute later you feel a cool hand grabbing your face and tilting your head just enough for her to leave a trail of kisses from the corner of your lips to your ear, murmuring, “Get on your knees.”

You almost moan at the prospect, but instead choose to comply lest she returns to paint your ass an even deeper shade of red, hissing when your heels graze your butt, making you sit tall, slightly above the crotch of her pants.

Placing her hand on your head, she looks down, for a moment just taking in the sight of your tear filled eyes, almost begging to get to the good part.

She must feel generous because she reaches down to her zip and opens up before she whips out her raging erection, already leaking precum. The moment of generosity ends there though, because instead of letting you take the cockhead in your mouth, she tilts your head back , opening wide your mouth and with a smirk she slaps it on your tongue, repeatedly, teasing you once again.

When she tires though, she spits on your cheek, then starts grinding her cock all over your face, starting to make a mess on your face for her enjoyment. “Such a slut,” she murmurs.

You want to beg, you want her to finally get what she wants, but words fail you, so you do the next best thing, you try to lick whatever is close to your mouth, but that seems to be a mistake because her grip tightens and she steps back, making you whine both for the loss of contact and the slight pain in your head. The next thing you know she spits once again, but this time half lands on your chin and half in your mouth and you moan, begging her with her eyes.

“So eager to get your mouth stuffed, didn’t think you were such a whore.”

Before you can reply, she returns to her position and thrusts her cock halfway in your mouth, choking and silencing you effectively.

She pulls back, letting you inhale some precious oxygen, then pushes back in, cutting you off once again, and methodically repeats the process until tears start to slide down your cheeks and spit covers your chin and chest.

Then finally- finally she quickens the pace, fucking your face with abandon, uncaring of how you are ruining her pants with snot and saliva as you at last start crying.

You try to grab her thigh with a hand, to try hold on to something while she tries to fuck every coherent thought out of your mind (and successfully at that, you would add), but she simply slap your hand away and growls for you to hold your hands behind your back and- just - take it.

“Good g- slut, just stay still- you needn’t do anything…” she mumbles, watching you, enthralled, as you gradually let yourself become the puppet she needs.

The lack of air soon makes itself known, your head gradually feels lighter, emptying yourself of thoughts, your sight dimming and unfocusing while muscles go slack starting from your shoulders down your arms where you slowly feel the grip on your hands failing, your back slumping…

Then Dami completely pulls out and air rushes back in your lungs making you slump forward coughing on her feet as you struggle to catch your breath.

She graciously lets you gasp for air for a few minutes, then the moment you seem to almost have regulated your breath she grabs your hair and pulls you on your feet, then pushes your shoulders and you fall listlessly over the armrest, your head and upper back landing safely on the cushions while your lower back lays uncomfortably on the armrest, keeping your ass hanging while your legs spread almost naturally for Dami to witness the mess she has caused.

Locking eyes with her, you feel her nails dig just above your knee then leaving a trail towards your core until she steps between your legs with a hand on your breast and her cock grazing your clit.

“You are so wet, baby, and I barely started-” seeing how her smirk becomes almost more dangerous only makes you get wetter “-this is inviting, but do you really want this?” she asks quite sardonically.

It takes an embarrassingly long time for you to string a few words together, and eventually you whine out her name, “Dami-” her hand squeezes your breast cutting you off with her nails digging painfully into your soft flesh “Please!” You scream and she lets up.

“Please what, slut?”

“P- please, use- use me! However you want…” you trail off, panting, unsure of what else to say.

With a smirk, Dami starts grinding her cock over your pussy, enjoying the whimpers you let out when she brushes over your sensitive clit, then she pinches your nipple, twisting it slightly. “However you want…” she repeats, then cocks her eyebrow.

Locking eyes, you exhale then murmur, “However you want, Domina.”

“That’s right-” she grumbles, quickly sliding herself in you, coaxing a loud cry from your lips “-cry, cry for me, slut.” She stills for a moment, biting her lip hard, not so much for you to get used to her but more to not immediately bust a nut like some inexperienced teen.

Once she’s ready, though, all semblance of control seemingly evaporates and she grabs your hips before rutting into you, filling the room with your pleasured cries and moans.

Tears fill your eyes once more, not because of the painful grip on your sides or the strength she pulls into fucking you, but more because her cock hits the right spot every time, making stars burst behind your eyelids at every thrust.

You squirm and moan loud beneath her, your hands trying to grab at anything to at least keep yourself in place and eventually landing on the backrest and the cushion you are laying on and gripping them for dear life, while you starts to lose feelings in your legs and almost taste the incoming orgasm.

You try to tell Dami that you are reaching your peak and something big is coming, but you manage to only call her name, like a sinful prayer and she must like that because she somehow ups her ante, probably calling you some names which fall on deaf ears as you are now entirely lost in the tingling sensation in your groin.

Looking down at you, Dami probably realises that too because with a wicked smile she leaves a hip to rub at your clit as best she can, relishing in your pleasured scream and trembling legs then gasps when you start coming, screaming her name and drenching both her pants and dress shirt in your juices, and eventually her hips stutter too and she groans loudly as she comes inside.

Her hips slow down though never once they stop, and when you start pleading her to stop for a moment she bends over you and with the hand she rubbed you off to completion she  covers your mouth, slipping her fingers inside.

When you open your eyes you see her looking down on you with such clarity that you almost forgot she was quite drunk earlier, then she smirks.

“This is just the beginning, babe. If you really want me to stop you’ll have to use the safe word.”

The following day, you wake up with a pounding headache and sore lower body, but you smile because you have a sleepy adorable panda snoring on your chest.

Closing your eyes you sigh and hug her tighter to yourself. It wouldn’t be too bad if there was a repeat performance in the future, though with a sober Dami.

[unholydeukae]

ohhh, a dreamcatcher updates acc i follow! and her letter to the fans.

Hellooo (I feel a greeting is necessary because hi, it's sunny, I'm actually still alive and didn't leave moon alone with this account)!! Do you mean the letter after they released the contract news? And which update account (moon and I are both so curious lol)? Because I really wanna see her have a solo or producing career (or both hehe) but I feel like she didn't really address what she's gonna do in the future? Unless I'm missing something which I wouldn't put past me at all 🫠

[unholydeukae]

hiiii! dami will be a soloist!!

Hiii, well, that would sound amazing! Not that we doubt you but where did you hear that? I have been looking through twitter and checked her Insta but maybe I have been searching in the wrong places 😂

[unholydeukae]

The dorm thrummed with the peculiar energy of a free evening. From down the hall, Bora and Yoohyeon's room had become an impromptu gathering area for most of the members.

"Yah, Kim Yoohyeon! That's cheating!"

Bora’s voice carried through the walls at an uninhabited volume. Followed by Gahyun's agreeing whine that the taller member was ruining everything and Yoohyeon's just as loud protests that it was all a misunderstanding created a familiar symphony of chaos.

Yet in their own room, Minji and Siyeon had found a different kind of peace. The contrast between the occasional bursts of competitive shouting from their band mates and their own quiet sanctuary only made their choice feel more precious. They had gravitated to Siyeon's bunk almost without discussion, their bodies finding a natural alignment – Minji as the cuddly big spoon, Siyeon fitting snuggly against her.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT DOESN'T COUNT?!"

Bora's voice pierced their tranquility once more, followed by Yoohyeon’s giggling and what sounded like Gahyun trying to mediate. But Minji simply pulled Siyeon a little closer, a soft smile playing on her lips at their antics. The background noise was just another reminder of home, as much a part of their rest as the comfort of each other's embrace. Minji could imagine the scene playing out in the other room – Bora probably standing on top of her bed so she could tower over Yoohyeon while in protest, Yoohyeon trying to hide behind a pillow as she tried to think of a clever response, and Gahyun masterfully playing both instigator and peacekeeper to get what she wants.

The loud bickering gradually subsided into a lull and in the moment of quiet Minji felt Siyeon’s pinching fingers relax and fall motionless on her hand. A drowsy smile tugged at Minji's lips as she felt herself drifting off when she started to hear something else coming from Bora and Yoohyeon’s room.

A slightly irregular knock against the wall, moaning, whimpering and a poorly muffled exclamation were now increasing in volume and frequency. Minji couldn’t keep her mind off the loud, playful sex happening between those three and could feel herself slowly getting harder the longer it went on.

Siyeon stirred once she could feel Minji’s erection poking her uncomfortably and looked over her shoulder to see Minji with eyes closed, biting her lip. Minji opened her eyes in time to see the tired but amused look on Siyeon’s face.

"Can I?" Minji asked softly, almost pitifully.

"Of course, use me however you want." Siyeon said sleepily.

Minji pulled down her sweatpants and pushed aside Siyeon's underwear. She made sure Siyeon was wet enough then slowly pushed herself into Siyeon's waiting heat. Minji set a slow, almost lazy grind as they listened to the trio.

It wasn't long before they heard Yubin and Handong return to the dorm, and Yoohyeon shout from the bed room for them to join in if they were up to the challenge. Minji knew it took a lot less to get Yoohyeon off than it did Bora or Gahyun so she knew Yoohyeon must be feeling relieved to have the other two back to help wear them down.

Siyeon felt her body responding to Minji's steady movement, the slow, thrusts sending shivers down her spine. Minji’s lips were worshiping her jaw, neck and shoulder. As well as one hand gently squeezing a breast.

A smile crept across Siyeon's lips as she leaned into Minji’s loving touch, enjoying the sensations Minji was providing. The next thing they both heard made them chuckle.

"But it's not fair! Siyeon gets to have Minji's fat cock all to herself every night!" Gahyun complained, "Yoohyeon always cums too early and Bora unnie isn't big enough for me all by herself."

"Yah! I'm bigger than average!" Bora yelled right before they heard Gahyun squeal.

Siyeon couldn't help but laugh at Gahyun's complaint, the sound of their maknae being playfully scolded by Bora added to the comforting atmosphere of being home.

Minji paused for a moment, her lips pressing against Siyeon's earlobe as she whispered, "Maybe we should just join them?"

"She's only saying that to guilt trip you so we go over there. I'd much rather keep you to myself." Siyeon responded tightening herself around Minji’s cock until Minji's hips resumed their bump and grind.

"Anything for you." Minji murmured.

Siyeon bit her lip, the warmth inside her growing with each movement from Minji. They could hear the playful banter between their bandmates return to moans, teasing and needy whines. Siyeon subtly pushed back against Minji's hips hoping for just a little more movement. Minji pressed a kiss to Siyeon's temple and reached around to rub and tease Siyeon's clit.

Siyeon let out a contented sigh at the added touch. At the same time the bed in the other room began to knock hard against the wall for a couple of minutes then stopped completely and started back again as a high pitched squeal was heard.

"When did you get that?!" Bora could be heard asking.

"I've had it for a while." Handong responded in a cocky tone.

"Yeah well its not better than the real thing. I bet I can make Yubin cum before you can get Gahyun to."

"Unnie, I'm not using this on Gahyun. I'm going to use it on you."

The image of Handong putting Bora in her place was all Minji needed. She didn’t try to hold back her orgasm, painting the inside of Siyeon’s pussy with her sperm. She did not pull out however and continued to pump into Siyeon.

Siyeon's eyes widened as Minji began playing with her clit more aggressively, the sensation making her gasp and arch into the touch. The commotion in the other room only added fuel to her fire as Bora was clearly enjoying whatever Handong was doing to her. After a couple more minutes Minji felt Siyeon tighten around her cock as she finally came. Minji stilled her hands and hips but continued to hold onto Siyeon.

“Thank you.” Minji whispered into Siyeon’s ear.

“Just remember this the next time I’m horny and you want to sleep.”

This is great, Anon, thank you for sharing and apologies for gatekeeping it

[unholydeukae]

since I mentioned ✨NML✨, I have a few (several) questions and maybe requests? of things I wish I had read. Since Siyeon has shown that she really likes anal play, we can say for sure that Bora's hand has been there, since she has shown herself to be the most skilled with it? Also, I would find it interesting to read something about the three warriors (Dong Dami and Siyeon) playing with their swords together in a moment of great boredom, if you know what I mean.

Lol, Sunny and I both can't get over the phrasing of the second request, when I read it I was crying from how hard I was keeping myself from laughing out loud, but I did think of something when I calmed down XD

I have yet to start on the Suayeon, but maybe one day I might do that :)

In the meanwhile, here the three "knights"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63937954

[unholydeukae]

Hello dear people, in light of the news, Sunny and I thought about checking up on you, we know we haven’t updated anything yet (and yes, it has been too long, but life got in the way, one day we will give you something. But we are still alive, lol) but after what they told us Somnia a few days ago and the shock we went through we wanted to see how you were doing.

While yes, Dreamcatcher as a group isn’t going to be doing a lot of stuff, let’s think about the things we already got from them and content we might get hopefully soon from a series with Gahyun in it (I don’t think she will land immediately a leading role, but to be fair I am always more interested in secondary characters), see what Handong and Dami are going to pursue, Siyeon’s project (which isn’t thessyndrome, lol), and UAU’s activity!

[If there's anything in your mind that you feel like getting off your chest or that stresses you about everything that happened, our ask box is of course also always open for that as well! ☀️]

[unholydeukae]

lol, I don't know about the legend part, but thank you, it feels very good to know that my work has left a mark on someone 😂

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50013691/chapters/148154428

So, I am still alive, just stressed over life.

I am the author of New Modern Love on Ao3, for who doesn't know it's now a 29 chapters smut fic with the members in University, that somehow got plot in it and now are missing just two chapters.

So if you wanted some smut here's the link to the latest chapter, have fun and enjoy the ride.

Hopefully I'll see you all soon again :)

[unholydeukae]

Hello you lovely people <3

It's been over six weeks since I last posted on here and I'm so sorry for being absent. My mental health at the moment is... not at its best, to phrase it like that, I'm struggling with a surprisingly heavy depressive episode and more often than not hardly have the energy to get out of bed before most of the day is basically over again. Therefore, it's difficult for me to create content at the moment, although I have a draft sitting in my google docs that I hope I can finish soon.

I'll obviously try my best to write more again because I really miss it and I miss you guys as well, I just don't want to make promises I can't keep, so I can't say for sure that a lot of posts will suddenly appear again - at least from my end.

Speaking of, I'm really glad to have Moon as such a good friend and co-admin in my life; she kept and keeps the blog running despite her uni stress and other things that wear on her nerves, so thank you a lot for that and everything else you do for me!!

I'm aware an apology doesn't quench your thirst for smut, but please also see this as a prospect for a Sunny-comeback hopefully sooner than later!

Lots of love and always take care of yourselves guys 🫶🏼

[unholydeukae]

Handong claiming Gahyun by putting ring on her finger to mark her as her own property, we all know who is the boss in their dorm room and unfortunately for our baby boss fox it ain't her...

Helloooo, I am sorry, life got in the way, lol. But then Handong putting a leash on Dami? That was some good food for thoughts... unholy ones unfortunately, so here, some Gahdong :)

Another day, another successful concert.

Maybe a little too successful, a certain maknae would think.

Ever since she watched Handong wrap a belt around Dami’s neck and lead her a bit on the stage, she has been glaring at them, who looked awfully cosy even after the concert, ignoring Gahyun.

As she watches the others fooling around in the hotel hall she half considers convincing one of them to let her sleep in their room.

After a moment of consideration she sets her eyes on Siyeon, the most pliable one, and starts making her way towards her.

When the older woman sees her she smiles and opens her arms, leaning back on the armchair and she gladly falls in her embrace, nuzzling into her neck. A small sigh of relief leaves her lips and she smiles finally, once Siyeon wraps her into a warm hug.

Then a few moments later she mumbles in her ear, “Did Dongie’s show bother you?”

Frowning, Gahyun nods. “Wanna make her as jealous as I was. Still am.”

Siyeon snorts, then rubs her back. “You are playing with fire, but ok. I think I am helping, she’s looking this way.”

“Good.” She huffs before leaving a little kiss on her neck. “Thanks.”

“You are very much welcome, I’m always in for some cuddles.”

With that said, the duo enjoys a moment of peace, blissfully ignoring the daggers Handong is throwing at them. She tries to catch Siyeon’s eyes, but her unnie simply closes them, leaving her to stew in her own jealousy for once.

Their rest in the end lasted almost an hour, then Gahyun decided that a bed would be more comfortable to sleep in, but just as she walks in the elevator she feels a body pushing her deeper inside, against the mirror, almost dropping her phone when a familiar hand keeps a hold of the back of her neck before the person pushes the button to a floor.

As she lifts her gaze to look into the mirror, she locks eyes with a hungry Handong and freezes. “Now, what was that with Siyeon?”

Oh shit- “Nothing- ah!” she winces feeling the hand on her neck tightening while the one on her thigh digs her nails right under her skirt. “You sure?” Handong asks, relenting before slipping her hand higher until she nudges her panties, then flushes when she pulls them aside to touch her. Humming in her ear, Handong grumbles, “This doesn’t look like nothing, Gahyun-ah.”

“But-” she tries to protest, but gets distracted when the hand on her neck slips to her left arm, ghosting her nails on her skin, raising goosebumps in its wake, until she takes a hold of her own hand, where a thin silvery band adorns her ring finger, dwarfed by the “friendship” ring Jiu unnie got her- her breath hitches. While she was focused on the wandering hand, she forgot about Dong’s other arm.

Handong smirks, laying flush against her back while her free hand reaches around her waist and returns between her legs. Nosing her ear she whispers, “This ring isn’t a joke, babygirl, remember?”

Swallowing, Gahyun nods, her mind flashing back to how Handong “jokingly” proposed on stage and very much not jokingly sealed the deal while they were on an impromptu vacation in Thailand.

“Words, dear.” Handong orders, the smirk still present and even evident in her voice.

“Yes- Dongie!” Gahyun bites her lip, tensing up as a finger penetrates her and, much to her embarrassment, very easily at that, before it starts moving around, coaxing more slickness out of her. Nervously, she glances into the mirror to the buttons and whimpers seeing the multiple buttons pressed down.

Closing her hand around hers, Dongie relaxes around Gahyun and sighs closing her eyes, to savour the sounds her wife is letting out.

“Are you serious? In an elevator?” Gahyun hisses, then slightly moves her legs apart, accepting a second finger.

“I thought you wouldn’t have minded, since you were basically dry humping Siyeon-unnie back there-” opening her eyes she glares at her “Or maybe you planned to go to her room first while she would have come a few minutes later to rail you until dawn, since you are so needy.” She adds a third finger then pushes the heel of her palm against her clit.

Choking back a moan, Gahyun throws her free arm behind, grabbing on to Handong and shakes her head. “N-no unnie! I just-”

“You were just making me jealous, because you wanted to get fucked like the little slut you are, am I right?” Handong cuts in, gently biting her neck. Leaving her, she growls in her ear, “But you are mine, understand?”

A long whine slips through Gahyun’s mouth, then she pushes against Handong who steadfastly keeps her rhythm- actually she picks up her pace, fucking into her harder, deeper and faster until eventually her partner tenses up, her walls fluttering around her and gushing on her fingers while she moans loudly, forgetting about the world outside of the elevator.

Slowing down, Handong watches her face contorted in pleasure and gradually relax, until Gahyun goes lax in her arms and she has stopped her thrusts. “How is that for make up sex?” She asks, rubbing her thumb over Gahyun’s rings.

She takes a deep breath, then another, at last she nods. “Perfectly adequate… more than, actually,” she mumbles, her head lolling back against a strong shoulder and turning until they are face to face.

Handong smiles, pecking her lips. “That’s good. I’m sorry for ignoring you, I actually meant to make you a little bit jealous and then surprise you with Dami for a threesome, but we can reschedule it, if you want.”

After a moment of consideration, she nods. “That’s okay, but first I want a date for only us two.”

“Deal, princess.” She finally pulls out her hand, then presents it to Gahyun who simply takes the dirty fingers in her mouth and thoroughly cleans them up until the doors finally open to her floor. Once she’s done, Handong pulls out and sweeps her up in her arms to bring her to her room in a bridal carry. “Tomorrow I’ll think about the date, now you have to make it up to me.”

P.S: no I am not working on a Gahmidong threesome, there's already one even thought 2 out 3 are g!p, maybe in the far future I could work on it but not now :)

[unholydeukae]

I'm starting to get interested in ABC's Sidong 🤭 What if there were two Doms f**k Siyeon?

Hellooo beautiful people, I have come to regale you another fic [which, by the way, will be locked in ao3 so only registered users can see it, as we have warned once already]

I also take the opportunity to answer to other asks about Sub Siyeon. If you meant a non g!p Siyeon then we will see about to get it done- one day, that is :)

[unholydeukae]

BEFORE YOU READ: I am locking them again, we do that to try and avoid AI-scraping and things like that, so you can either make an account on Ao3 which is free but takes a few days, or simply don't follow us anymore.

We made a poll time ago so it's not like we didn't make our intentions known in the first place :)

I need a dom siyeon fic where she is so hard and needy for holes. So that she will absolutely destroy sua. After she filled sua she goes to jiu’s room only seeing her already waiting for her on all fours

- 🩵

84 years later, but I finally came up with something XD

Started this exactly 20 days ago, but had to study, and finished it today, hope you enjoy ;)

[unholydeukae]

I need a dom siyeon fic where she is so hard and needy for holes. So that she will absolutely destroy sua. After she filled sua she goes to jiu’s room only seeing her already waiting for her on all fours

- 🩵

84 years later, but I finally came up with something XD

Started this exactly 20 days ago, but had to study, and finished it today, hope you enjoy ;)

[unholydeukae]

Wolfie popping in to check up on you two, sorry I haven’t done this more often, I was pretty stressed these past two weeks.

Hiiiii, don't worry about it, Wolfie. Hope you are handling the stress the best you can.

We are still alive! ☀️ Simply started reading again so it takes up quite a bit of their time, meanwhile I, 🌙, had to study.

But today I passed the exam! I am officially done with my first year of university! So I can go back thinking about filth or fluff, whatever my mind wants.

Hope everyone else is doing as okay as they can be, remember to drink water, eat something, touch some grass and listen to Deukae :)

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She looks so nice and feminime here... It's a shame that we get to see this side of her so rarely.

Gets me in a mood for some more sub dami stories if possible please?

Not me, ignoring my university duties to write in under two days smut, lol

Also, I am working on the Dom Siyeon ask, but it will take time, sorryyy

Earlier, when they got the photos back, she knew things were going to head that way, but what she didn't expect was to be on the receiving end.

She sighs into their kiss and eventually relaxes, following the slow rhythm her lover has set and hugs her waist, pulling her as close as possible while leaning against the door.

Hands roam for a moment, caressing her body over the clothes until one settles on her cheek and the other slips under chemise, gently trailing her nails over her belly, up, until she grabs her breast.

Gasping, Dami parts from her and moans softly when her partner massages her and tugs at her nipple, then shivers when her low husky voice graces her ear, "You looked so good unnie, in the photoshoot."

With her newly unoccupied mouth, Gahyun diverts her attention to Dami's tantalising neck and starts laying kisses and little bites, smirking at the sounds coaxed out of her unnie.

Gradually, she lowers the chemise until she reaches her collarbone and there she latches on her and sucks harshly, earning a loud gasp and a hand grabbing the back of her head. "Fuck, Gahyun-"

Leaning back, Gahyun smirks and interrupts her with a finger on her lips, her hand still massaging her chest. "Don't worry, we don't have schedules for a few days, and it's hidden, unless you suddenly like wearing wide collared shirts."

Dami huffs, pouting against the finger.

Chuckling, Gahyun kisses her briefly before grabbing her shirt and helping her out of it, quickly followed by the rest of their clothes, then at last Dami is led to bed, then pushed against it once the back of her knees knock into the edge of it.

Landing on her back, she looks up at Gahyun and noticing hunger in her eyes, fire pools in her core.

"You are just so gorgeous, I would worship you all day and all night if I could," she grumbles as she gets on her knees, making herself comfortable between her legs, smirking when she notices the mess. "Already so wet? My, unnie, maybe we should do this more often."

Just when she goes to answer, she chokes in her saliva when Gahyun bends and latches on her clit, already slipping a single finger in her, to probe at her sensitive spots. "Jesus Christ-" she groans, reaching down to grab her head.

Deeming her ready enough, Gahyun adds another finger and takes a moment to glare at Dami. "No dude will ever make you feel like this, the only name you should scream right now is mine, understood?" To drive her point home, she hooks her fingers and Dami cries out.

"Fuck, yes, sorry-"

Satisfied, Gahyun nods and returns to eat her out, but just as she feels her quivering around her and tightening her legs around her head, she pulls out, much to Dami's displeasure.

"Wha-" she pants, watching Gahyun standing up but licking her lips seeing the wetness on her chin.

"Get on your knees, hands on the headboard, you will need that," she simply tells her before she turns around and pads towards the wardrobe.

Her mind needs a moment to catch up, but then she scrambles on her knees and gets in position, her stomach tying in knots as she hears the familiar sound of the harness clinging for a moment, a bottle being opened and soon closed, then silence.

Soon enough, she feels the bed dipping and creaking and then warm hands grab her hips, shivering when she feels the slick head of one of her dildos nudges her lower lips.

Gahyun drapes herself over her, hugging her waist, and ghosting her lips to her ear she says, "You've worked so hard, unnie, you always are. Don't you think you deserve a reward?" Looking at her she notices how tense she has gotten, but the desire in her eyes tells her everything. Gently humping her she chuckles under her breath and kisses her cheek. "I'll take that as a yes."

Finally she reaches under them and grabs her cock before finally sinking into her, taking Dami's breath away. Slowly, she pulls back and just when it's going to slip out she thrusts back in, each time a little more strongly until the head board slams rhythmically against the wall, uncaring if the others can hear them.

Gritting her teeth, Dami tries to hold back, but "unfortunately" Gahyun changes the pace, preferring shorter thrusts so she can reach down and rub at her clit, kissing her shoulder and back.

The new approach soon makes Dami's legs tremble and her hands start losing their hold until soon after they give up and she hides her face in the pillow, moaning loudly into it.

"Yes, let go unnie," Gahyun mumbles, trailing kisses up her neck until she's breathing into her ear. "Come, let yourself go."

With a loud cry, her body seizes up and finally she tips over the edge, while Gahyun slows down until she eventually stops, helping her through the orgasm.

The rush of endorphins for a moment makes the world grow silent, then a cold breeze makes her return back to earth and she whines, gasping when the dildo slips out. "Where are you going?" she slurs, blinking her eyes against the light, barely focusing on Gahyun.

Dropping the harness on her shirt on the ground, she returns to lie above Dami, then gets on her side so they can cuddle while she pulls the covers over them. "Just taking off the dick, don't worry." She grins, snuggling into her side.

Dami pulls a face, but in the end simply sighs and hugs her. "Later," she starts, nuzzling into her hair "I'm returning the favour."

"Don't need to, unnie, really, just go to sleep."

"You sure?" she asks, though slowly but surely her consciousness is slipping into dreamland.

"Yep, good night, unnie." She smiles, reaching for the light switch, giggling at the slurred reply.

Right after the lights are turned off, soft snoring fills the room.

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heyy!! hope you guys are doing well

I'm missing yubin right now, and I'm sure she'd have been missing her girls while they were on tour as well. Maybe something with them communicating long distance, Yoohyeon calls her one night (so it'd be morning for yubin), and somehow Yoohyeon finds herself frustrated and needy and it ends up with Yubin talking her through it over the phone while trying to ignore how painfully hard she is herself. Finishes with Yubin listening as Yoohyeon falls asleep on the other end.

hope this is okay!! tysm!

Hey!! I really liked this ask and had a lot of fun answering it, so I hope you enjoy what I came up with :)

Yubin was still in bed and scrolling through the fans’ pictures and videos of the concert that ended a few hours ago when her best friend's contact name appeared on her phone's screen. Smiling, she picked up, looking forward to hearing all the stories from the last two days they spent in Brazil.

“Binnie!!” Yoohyeon's voice was excited and Yubin felt relieved - a small part of her was always worried that something happened while she wasn't there to take care of the girls, but Yoohyeon didn't sound like something was off.

“Hey princess,” she answered, “how was the concert? I saw some videos, you looked so pretty today.”

A light giggle could be heard and Yubin knew immediately that the girl was blushing slightly.

“Oh, well, I liked the outfit, yeah! I think we all looked pretty cool and the fans liked it as well!”

“I'm glad they did, baby, but I still think you looked stunning tonight, so no need to be shy about it.” Yubin could hear Yoohyeon shuffle around on the other end and grinned when the girl made some clearly flustered noises.

“What was that, puppy? I thought you wanted to tell me about the concert?” she teased, very aware of the effect the pet names had on the older girl.

Yoohyeon cleared her throat before she answered, “It was really fun! We did Silent Night so many times, I felt like I was dying - I was jumping around so much, my legs still hurt. Oh, and the fans screamed your parts so loud, it was really touching.”

Now it was Yubin's turn to slightly blush, she was always happy when InSomnia evidently liked her raps a lot.

“That sounds so good, I'm really sad I couldn't be there with you guys…” she trailed off, wishing she was with the rest of her members. Well, she specifically wanted to be with one of them right now, if she was completely honest, but there was no need to say that out loud.

“Mhm…” Yoohyeon murmured, then added, “I wish you were here, too…” so quietly that Yubin could hardly hear her, but the needy tone of her voice was unmistakable.

“What did you say, baby?” the younger girl asked - if her suspicion was correct, Yoohyeon would most likely bury her head in her pillow now and refuse to say anything.

Rustling could be heard through her phone's speaker and Yubin could make out a muffled “Nothing…”. She grinned to herself, knowing exactly where this would be going now.

“I thought you said you wanted me there, princess, is that not what you meant? Well, if I misunderstood you, then it's probably best if I hang up now, I don't want to keep you from sleeping.”

More shuffling and Yoohyeon's voice was clearer again. “No, no, don't hang up!! I miss you so much, I really wish you were here right now… I couldn't stop thinking about you all day today.”

Yubin tilted her head, even though the other girl couldn't see it. “Is that so? What did you think about, baby?” she asked, her tone slightly teasing.

Groaning, then it was silent for a moment. The younger girl looked at the black screen of her phone and waited. Just when she was about to repeat her question, Yoohyeon said something.

“Was thinking about us cuddling, I miss feeling you close… Miss touching you.”

“Oh, I miss you too, darling, we'll cuddle so much when you're back here. And you miss touching me, hmm? What a coincidence that I miss touching you as well, don't you think?”

Yoohyeon let out a loud whine at Yubin's last sentence and from the sounds coming through, the latter knew that she was shuffling around in her bed, trying to decide if she should continue or not.

“Use your words, baby,” Yubin said softly, “you're winding yourself up like that.”

More whimpering, until a quiet “I need you, daddy” made the younger girl close her eyes and silently suck in air. Her dick had been semi-hard since the first whine but now she felt blood rush straight to her core.

Not letting Yoohyeon know how much her words affected her, she answered, “Oh, I know, princess, I know… what do you want me to do?”

Yoohyeon seemed restless again and for a few seconds, only whimpers escaped her throat. She knew that Yubin would not do anything unless she said out loud what she wanted, but finding words was hard when she could already feel the wetness in between her legs.

“I…” she started, trying to phrase a coherent sentence, “I need you, please, need to feel you so bad.”

That wasn't really the answer Yubin wanted, but she couldn't blame the girl - it wasn't like she was in a better state, she could just conceal it better.

Deciding Yoohyeon could need some help, she asked, “Are you a messy puppy already, hmm?”

She could hear her whine, then a breathless “I think so, yeah."

Nodding, Yubin said, “Well, why don't you check for daddy?”, not surprised at the moan that sounded through her phone's speaker a second later.

“So?” she asked, satisfied when Yoohyeon's voice was dripping in need as she answered, “I'm a mess, so wet already…”

Yubin took a deep breath in, forcing herself to ignore her now fully hard dick throbbing in her boxers.

“I knew you'd be, you're such a needy puppy… do you wanna taste yourself for me, princess?”

Yoohyeon whimpered when she slipped her fingers in between her lips, greedily licking the wetness off of them. “Tastes so nice…” she said, hoping for Yubin to allow her to touch herself again.

“I wish I could taste you right now, baby, run my tongue around your clit, slightly pushing inside your soaked little hole… you'd like that, wouldn't you?”

The older girl swallowed and pressed out a “yes”, words becoming more and more difficult for her. “Touch, please,” she managed to get out, hoping it was enough for Yubin.

“Why don't you touch yourself then, princess?” the younger girl said, knowing that Yoohyeon was dying to do so.

She heard the blanket rustle, then a sigh and a loud moan, although it was quickly toned down - Yubin didn't know if the other members’ rooms were close enough to hear Yoohyeon, so she didn't say anything about it, no matter how much she loved hearing the older girl’s sounds when she touched herself.

“Feels so good…” Yoohyeon whimpered after a moment and Yubin wished nothing more than for her own fingers to be the ones in between the girl's folds right now.

“Yeah, does it? You're such a good girl, touching yourself for daddy…” she praised her, knowing the effect it would have on Yoohyeon.

Yubin could hear another swallowed moan and figured it was time to push the girl a bit further.

“You're doing so well, baby, I wish I could feel how soaked you are for me,” she said, - whimpering was the immediate response.

“Want more, please,” Yoohyeon whined, and Yubin had to close her eyes again for a moment to refocus her thoughts.

“What do you want, princess? You know I want you to use your words.”

She could hear panting before the girl managed to say, “Need your dick, please, daddy, need it so bad…”

Yubin couldn't stop a quiet “fuck” from escaping her throat. Trying to compose herself, she said, “God, I bet you do, you'd feel so tight around my cock, wouldn't you, puppy?”

Yoohyeon moaned and slick sounds told Yubin that she started fucking herself.

“What are you thinking about right now, baby?” she asked, so close to giving in to the temptation and jerking her dick to the girl's lewd noises.

“I…” Yoohyeon clearly struggled to find words, “I'm thinking about… about your dick filling me up from behind.”

“Fuck,” Yubin let out, louder this time. “You'd feel so nice around me, so stretched out by my thick cock, wouldn't you?”

Hearing the older girl whimper and pant like that killed the last ounce of self-restraint she had. She turned halfways on her stomach, just so that her dick, that was still trapped in her boxers, lightly touched the mattress.

“Need you so deep, please, daddy,” Yoohyeon moaned and Yubin couldn't help but slightly buck her hips against the bed, wishing the older girl was lying under her.

“I know you do, puppy,” she pressed out, “I'd fuck you so well, you wouldn't be able to think anymore, would you?”

“God, yes, I…” Yoohyeon trailed off for a moment, before she continued, “I think I'm getting close, please…”

Yubin couldn't stop her hips from moving according to the slick sounds she heard from Yoohyeon's end. Groaning, she asked, “You're close? Are you gonna cum for daddy, princess? Want me to fill you up with my cum as well?”

Yoohyeon almost cried out, her voice shaky when she begged, “Please, please daddy, breed me, I need your cum in me, I'm so close, please…”

Forcing herself to shift her focus completely back on Yoohyeon, Yubin said, “I'd fill you up so well, you'd be throbbing around my dick, wouldn't you? You can cum, baby, I want to hear how good you sound when you fuck yourself for me.”

The older girl's panting got faster and more ragged while Yubin kept going on about how good she looked stretched out on her dick and how well she was taking her.

With a choked moan, Yoohyeon finally came undone and Yubin immediately switched to showering her with praises.

“You're such a good girl,” she said, “you did so well, making yourself cum so hard for me, you did such a good job, princess.”

Yoohyeon kept panting but seemed to come down from her high, more whimpers falling from her lips again.

“Are you okay, baby girl?” Yubin asked, wanting to make sure she was alright.

Only unintelligible sounds came through her phone's speaker, so she asked again before Yoohyeon eventually calmed down enough to murmur, “I'm okay, I'm just… exhausted, fuck, intense…”

“That's okay, puppy, no worries, you did so great,” Yubin responded, her voice soft and caring. “Are you tired now, darling?”

“Yeah…” Yoohyeon's voice was hardly more than a whisper. “Sleepy… need cuddles…”

Yubin's heart melted a little. “You'll get all the cuddles you want, baby, and head scratches as well, hmm? Does that sound good?”

“Mhm…” the older girl's voice trailed off and just a few seconds later, her breathing had evened out completely.

“Baby?” Yubin asked tentatively, but wasn't surprised when she didn't get an answer anymore.

Turning until she laid on her back again, she got lost in thoughts for a moment, but her still painfully hard dick brought her back to reality quickly.

Sighing, she muted herself on the call - she knew how much Yoohyeon loved to stay on call over night if they couldn't be together, so she didn't want to hang up, but she definitely didn't want to wake her up by getting off either.

She placed her phone on the nightstand before wrapping her fingers around her cock, thinking about how good Yoohyeon sounded when she got off for her…

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Hey, sorry, but I saw your last post and would like to read it, but I can't read your stories on the other website, our own achives(?) Could you possibly post it on here?

I'm not going to post it on here because I don't like long works on tumblr's format (1500 words or more) unless they are images or shorter fics.

What I can do is taking off the restricted access to registered users. Try again the link, please, and if there are problems you can send another ask

[unholydeukae]

gahdong dom/sub dynamic cant leave my brain omg. just. jfksfkkd.

Probably not what you wanted, but here's a vision: Handong wearing this (Let's thank Sunny, lol, and her wonky Instagram algorithm but not saving the link)

It has been a long day at the office, for both the head of the Marketing department- Han Dong- and for the head of the Accounting one -Lee Gahyun-. While never confirmed or denied, everyone knew there was something going on between them.

This is a glimpse in their private life.