wenosgf

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working on a found family coming of age &team fic kinda inspired by reply 1988 if anyone’s watched it. let’s see how far i get before i lose motivation lol.

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oh this is glorious

oral with &team (18+)

word count: 2.9k

warnings: reader has a vulva (no gendered pronouns used except for with nicholas); oral (both giving & receiving); fingering; mentions of anal and rimming; orgasm denial and overstimulation; rough practices like face fucking; swallowing and spit swapping. not proofread. this post includes maki, he’s the last one at the bottom of the post. if that makes you uncomfortable, feel free to skip his portion or the entire post.

this is pure fiction for entertainment purposes only. minors dni.

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giving:

it might come as a surprise, but his favorite position to eat you in is kneeling in front of you, especially when you’re standing up. when he comes back from tour he’ll have you right up against the wall in the hallway before you can even get your greetings out, one of your legs over his shoulder and your fingers in his hair as his tongue paints pictures of how much he’s missed you against your clit. yudai won’t stop at one orgasm unless you ask him to fuck you already, fully commited to staying buried between your legs until you’re shaking for him.

receiving:

although he’s not repressed or reserved whatsoever, for some reason yudai gets shy when all of the attention is on him. everything just feels so vulnerable, almost too intimate when he’s not pleasing you too. he keeps asking if you’re okay, voice hitching with arousal and concern as he watches you take his length deeper and deeper into your hot mouth. suddenly self concious about his moans, he��d start biting down on his knuckles or lower lip, his abs flexing as he tries is best to not fuck himself into the back your throat. he goes a little crazy when he sees his cock bulging out your cheek, every resolve he might have had about keeping his restraint breaking right there when you flutter your lashes at him before taking him deep again.

fuma

giving:

something tells me this man loves rimming. if you’re into it as much as he is, he’ll happily give your ass just as much attention as your pussy, playing with both of your holes until you’re sobbin for him. no matter where his tongue is going, fuma usually holds your legs in the air for better access. he loves to feel your thighs shaking around his head both from pleasure and exertion while his tongue assaults your most sensitive area with assertive licks. when you get close he lets your burning legs rest on his shoulders, one hand pressing down on your abdomen, two fingers of the other hand thrusting into you in a come hither motion, trying to get you to squirt. whenever he succeeds you better believe he won’t be able to get that smug grin off his face, one look at him enough for you to know that he’s reliving the moment he made you cum over and over again until he gets to have you again.

receiving:

there’s something so endearing about how fuma frets around you whenever you suck his dick - he gets you a pretty pillow for knees, pets your head gently when you start laving at the sensitive head of his cock and holds your hair back for you when you start to take him deep. for a while fuma is happy letting you set the pace. then, if you let him, he’ll take your head in both hands - not fucking your face - but slowly guiding you up and down his cock, like he’s using you to get himself off. when he’s close he pulls out to watch a string of saliva connect your lips with his red tip and jerks off over your face. desperation leaves him with almost no traces of his earlier gentleness, a little mean streak coming through. it could be an accident, that when he cums on your face with a broken geoan it get everywhere, but part of you suspects he just likes watching you scowl when spare streaks of cum end up in your hair or up your nose. if you guys can’t afford to make a mess and he’s cumming in your mouth he’ll love you forever if you swallow and show him your tongue after. and you better believe fuma kisses you every time after he’s finished.

nicholas

giving:

eating you out is a regular part of foreplay with nicholas. he gives you so many compliments during, voice already coarse with excitement. he doesn’t just comment on how good you are for him - no, this man directly talks to your pussy in a way that makes you flush with embarrassment and arousal. he tells you how pretty she is, how much he loves her, that he knows she loves him. prepare for him to prove his love with multiple orgasms for you until you’re shaking. cross your hands above your head to show nicholas that you’re giving over all control to him and he’ll reward you. pulling his hair on the other hand almost makes him submissive with the way he practically melts into your cunt, hot puffs of air hitting your skin as he pants against you, renewing his efforts to get you wet enough so he can finally get his aching cock inside of you.

receiving:

he watches your every move with heavy lidded eyes. he might be the one with his cock out, but it’s hard for you to not feel exposed when he’s locked in on you with that predatory gaze. sometimes comments on how greedy you are. even when it’s undeniable how desperate he’s getting from the feeling of your tongue playing with his sensitive tip, hips kicking and voice faltering from how close he is, nicholas will still make fun of you for reaching between your own legs and touching yourself. it’s the definition of the two of you getting off on each other - the heavy weight of his cock on your tongue twisting your belly up in knots, the visual of you on your legs for him winding nicholas up to his orgasm at record speed. after he cums he needs to feel how wet you got for him in the process, urging you to climb in his lap and lazily fingering you your own orgasm while planting wet kisses on the side of your neck until you shake apart in his arms.

ej

giving:

euijoo likes watching you touch yourself first - the way your hands teasingly move up and down your thighs, your smaller fingers spreading your glistening lips for him and playing with your swollen clit with sensitive touches - and only then following the pattern with his tongue. he’s obsessed with the way you moan for him, nudging his thick fingers inside of you and curling them to get the sweetest sounds out of you while he laps at your clit. he doesn’t even know what he enjoys the most, the way you pulse against his tongue, the way your walls grip his fingers so tight when he pushes a third one in, or the way your voice sounds when he has you right there on the edge, ready to tip over for him as soon as he lets you.

receiving:

he likes feeling your lips and tongue all over him. he looks so indulgent whenever you suck him off, his hands behind his head as he watches you lave your tongue over him with heavy lidded eyes. i’m also convinced this man has super sensitive balls, suck one into your mouth and listen to him gasp for you. likes you massaging his perineum too when you take his cock deep, hurtling him towards an overwhelming high that makes his entire body conculse. euijoo cums so much for you, you can’t tell me otherwise. you’ll have difficulty swallowing all of it the first couple of times. he’s flushed red afterwards, almost apologetic for how he’s basically covered you in his cum, but too boneless to do anything besides pulling you in his arms and allowing you to guide him through the comedown of his high.

yuma

giving:

orgasm denial galore. yuma is so playful with you that he gets cruel with it. spits on your clit, then blows cold air on it to get you to shiver. teases you with feather light touches to make your hips buck. lightly spanks your pussy to watch you writhe. when he finally goes in with his mouth though, you betree believe he’ll give you his all, tongue deep inside of your cunt and his nose pressing up against your clit until his chin is soaked with your wetness and his spit and you’re begging him to let you cum. yuma will let you grind on his face when you’re close, hands coming up under your ass to support you as he finally hands over the reigns and lets you cum just the way you need it. he likes kissing you after too, likes having you suck your own arousal off his tongue until your both soaked in spit and slick.

receiving:

he’s kind of degrading with it. yuma makes you beg for his cock, spreading glistening precum over your pliant lips and tapping his tip against your tongue before finally letting you have a taste. his voice betrays him when he’s in your mouth though, winding up higher and higher, breaking around swears and commands. his moans suspiciously sound like begging themselves when he gets close to his release, illustrating how much power you really have over him when you have his pleasure at the tip of your tongue.

when yuma is in one of his moods and he wants to fuck your face, he’ll have your head hanging upside down from the bed, hips thrusting and fingers splaying over your throat, feeling you struggle but never quite pushing down. he might plug your nose for a second when he’s close, just to hear you choke on him and he can coo at you.

no matter how rough a session was, yuma will always make sure to repay you with eating you out first and some sweet cuddles after, stroking your back until you doze off in his arms.

jo

giving:

slow, but oh so passionate. this loverboy likes kissing and worshipping your entire body before he even thinks about getting down to your pussy. when jo finally gets his lips on where you need him the most, he’s fully making out with your cunt, gently licking and sucking at you until you’re melting into the sheets, his soft tongue slowly and steadily coaxing you into sensitvity. whenever your hips buck up to chase his face, jo pulls away for a second. “relax,” he tells you, huge fingers soothing over your thighs and hips as you try to calm your racing heart. “just let me get you there and stop trying to do all the work. you know it’ll feel better like this.” it does. with jo minutes blend into hours when he laves his tongue over all your sensitive spots over and over again, drawing slow circles and tantalizing figure-eights against your quivering heat until you fall apart beneath his touch, tears springin into yours eyes as he guides you through your hifh with firm licks until overstimulation makes you push his head away.

receiving:

baby is sensitive. he’s big too, so don’t even think about trying to fit all of him in your mouth. you prefer to wrap both if your hands around him and letting your tongue play with his sensitive head, suckling and swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip until the first burst of tangy precum hits your tastebuds. it’s only then that you start slowly moving up and down his length that’s stiffening more under your touches, his balls drawing up in anticipation of his release. but you like drawing it out because jo looks so pretty with his head tipped back and his eyelashes fluttering, almost ethereal when his mouth falls open to chant your name until you finally indulge him and bring him to completion.

harua

giving:

another meanie. harua teases first and overstimulates later, he’s relentless with his pointed tongue, poking on prodding at your most sensitive spots until you feel like your nerve endings are all laying bare for him. he’s very proud of himself, relishing the way he can reduce you to a babbling mess for him without even having to pull out his cock. as gentle and indulgent as harua can be sometimes, it all flies out of the window once he really gets a taste of you. it’s obvious that harua loves being between your legs, commanding your undevided attention no matter if he’s torturing you with teasing kitty licks, indulgent swipes of his tongue or harsh sucks of his mouth. harua won’t stop until you’ve cum at least twice for him, and he’d still have the audacity to ask you “was it good for you” while you’re still having trouble catching your breath.

receiving:

even though he’s so sweet with you outside of the bedroom - interlinking pinkies when you walk aboutside, resting his head on your shoulder when you’re watching a movie, soft touches, soft kisses, everything soft - inside of the bedroom harua can be a whole different person. he loves fucking your face and watching you choke on it whenever he gets the chance to, watching you struggle and ultimately succeed in taking his cock filling him with a sense of pride and exhilaration, his reward always coming immediately in the form of another harsh thrust into your mouth and a gasp of your name. that being said, harua gets super docile and whiney when you decide it’s his turn to get teased, though. he likes it when you polish your palm over the sensitive tip of his hard cock, the slick sounds only getting louder as he leaks precum against your hand. harua can’t help but thrust his hips in these situations either, instinctively humping forward to chase the sweet relief your hands and mouth provide for his aching cock until he can’t take it anymore.

taki

giving:

he’s kind of sloppy with it because he gets distracted easily. the way you smell, the way you taste, the way your tummy and chest look from down where he’s situated… it’s a lot and taki can’t help but get so overwhelmed by his own desire that his tongue quickly loses its finesse. luckily his fingers are nimble and well-versed, especially inside of you. taki will definitely get you off - don’t you worry about that - but his mouth serves more as a lubricant than an actual tool to pleasure you. you can’t say you mind, especially when he’s so cute when he’s getting lost in you. taki will definitely rub his stiffening cock against the cooling bedsheets while he’s nose deep in your cunt, absentmindedly seeking relief for his own arousal. he might cum in his pants if he’s not careful and it’s more often than not that you have to scold him for being too selfish. his sheepish smile tells you your stern voice only serves to turn him on more.

receiving:

taki will never take you for granted. he’s always super excited at the prospect of you getting your mouth on him and he enjoys every second of you actually sucking him off. taki isn’t too worried about the faces he makes or how he sounds when you’re spoiling him with your mouth. everything you give him, he gives himself right back to you with genuine, enthusiastic enjoyment that no amount of kinky roleplay could ever top. taki never lasts long when you suck him off, you know him too well for him to be able to hold back. but if you spit his cum into his mouth right after he’s finished, he might just about be ready to go again.

maki

giving:

sit on his face. no, really, sit on his face, he’s asking you too. maki isn’t shy when it comes to eating you out, already licking a fat stripe from the rose of your ass to your sensitive clit before you’re even fully situated. another member that could be fully into rimming you if that’s what you want. with his hands steadying you ar your hips he laps at your greedily, spreading his spit and your arousal all over your center and his lower face, his tongue indulgently swirling all over your quivering cunt and building you up to an orgasm quicker than you’d ever like to admit. it feels like he is everywhere and you don’t know whether to run from it or ask for more. maki loves when you buck your hips against his face when he’s eating it, considers it a sign he’s doing his job well without you even having to tell him.

receiving:

maki always likes getting head from you, but he might especially appreciate waking up with it. likes watching you spit on it just seconds after he’s rubbed the sleep from his eyes. his phone lies discarded on the nightstand as he focuses all of his attention on you wrestling his sleep shorts further down his thighs and slowly feeding his morning wood into your warm mouth. when maki gets close, he likes holding your head down against his abdomen with ine hand and thrusting into your mouth shallowly until tears gather in your eyes, only giving you a few seconds in between before he’s back to chasing his high at the back of your throat. he definitely gets a kick out of watching you swallow. might try making jokes about him making you breakfast in bed, but you’d quickly shut him up with a pillow to the face and the demand for him to return the favor which he’ll gladly get to.

[wenosgf]

LOVE THE CHAPTER

thank you let’s kiss each other👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

[wenosgf]

tell me PLS tell me its not the end i need more😞😞😞

uhhhh im sorry baby that was the last chapter😬

[wenosgf]

PUBLICITY STUNT

MDNI!!!

synopsis: nicholas is an old friend of yours from back when you were a trainee under hybe. however, due to a grudge you’re stubbornly holding onto years later, your relationship as fellow idols is strained. what happens when a video is leaked of you and nicholas bickering backstage, and your company wants you to fake date him to dispel the backlash from his fans?

if you just want to read some smut and cba to read the whole series this chapter kinda works as a standalone too.

chapter 16: drunk

tags > sub!virgin!nicholas, drunk sex, sex with feelings, grinding, blowjob, face riding, cumming untouched (kinda), mention of back entrance

might have pushed my desperate man agenda a little far with this one.

wc: 2.3k

on the drive back to yours, in the elevator up to your apartment, and as you walked through the front door, nicholas was holding onto your hand the whole time, as if making sure you weren’t going to slip through his fingers. not again.

you shut the door behind you and removed your hand from his so you could lock it, and his fingers brushed your arm tentatively, like he couldn’t stand to not be touching you even for a little bit. he kicked off his shoes, you turned to face him, and he dropped his hand, staring at your face silently.

leaning your back against the door, you smile, reaching out and hooking your fingers into the collar of his shirt. you don’t tug him closer, he does that himself, moving towards you until you were almost nose to nose. you feel his breath fanning over your lips, you look up at him, and he’s staring down at you as if you’re holding the entire universe in your hands. you believe him now, you believe what he said about loving you.

you kiss him softly. you wanted him to feel that you loved him too, but you weren’t quite ready to say it. so instead you kissed him. it wasn’t heated and messy like the previous one, it was tender. his hands flew up to rest either side of your face, and he sighed, angling your head up to kiss you deeper. he was so attractive like this - a little drunk and desperate. you pulled away and took his hand, guiding him to the bedroom. he looked around your room innocently, maybe not aware of what you were planning on doing to him that night, his eyes landed on the meihua tree, and his face flushed. you’d been taking good care of it.

“do you remember the plum blossom festival?” he asked.

you plopped down on your bed,“of course i do,”

“that’s when i fell in love with you,”

your lips parted out of shock,“you liked me back then?”

he sits down beside you,“i was crazy for you,”

you looked away and trailed a finger up his thigh affectionately,“i’m sorry i stopped talking to you,”

he nodded. he didn’t say that he forgives you, you suppose you don’t deserve it. you had blamed him for something that likely wasn’t even his fault, just because it made you feel better than having to blame yourself. you didn’t want to think that you weren’t good enough for hybe. but you didn’t know how he felt about you, and you didn’t know how much it destroyed him when you stopped responding to his messages.

he nuzzled his nose into the side of your neck, breathing in deeply. your thighs tightened. he probably wasn’t even trying to turn you on right now, but your neck was so sensitive, and he smelt so good. you clutched his shirt, making him pull away and look at you, and you smashed your lips onto his. he inhaled sharply, kissing you back eagerly, this time it was him trying to keep up with you. he placed his hands on your bare thighs, squeezing slightly, and you whined and shifted. he kept on pulling back, making you chase his lips, before going back in. after about his fifth time of doing that, you growled and moved, swinging one leg over him so you were straddling him.

“would you stop that,” you demanded, grabbing his jaw.

he chuckled softly, his ears going pink,“‘m sorry, i just like to look at you,”

“you don’t normally look at someone as you kiss them,”

his blush spread to the rest of his face,“sorry,”

you bent your head and kissed his bottom lip, pulling on it with your teeth, and he moaned. you smiled and licked along where you’d just bitten, and his hands grabbed your hips, trying to ground himself so he doesn’t go insane. you were kissing again, sloppily with tongue and teeth, and you pressed yourself more firmly down on him. he groaned, his hips bucking up involuntarily. your fingers tightened their grip on his shoulders and you rocked back and forth. he quickly pulled away from the kiss and gasped.

“y/n,”

“yeah?” you rolled your hips.

he grunted, his thumbs digging into your hip bones,“fuck, is this okay?”

“why wouldn’t it be?” you ran your fingers through his hair. his eyes fluttered shut for a moment, as if to clear his head enough to form a coherent sentence.

“because you’re drunk. i’m drunk,”

“i’m not drunk,” okay, maybe you were a little bit still, but right now you felt hyper-aware of nicholas’s touch, breaths and all the sounds you were drawing out of him, and if you couldn’t get more of him you were going to break.

you grinded down on him again, and his head flew back as he bucked up against you, with no coordination or rhythm, just desperation. you placed kisses across his jawline, and then down his neck, all while you were grinding against each other breathlessly. you could feel how hard he was underneath you already.

you bit down on the area where his neck and shoulder met, and he let out a cry and suddenly stopped moving, gripping your hips hard to stop you too.

“wait, wait, wait, stop, stop,”

you pulled back and looked at him with a frown,“what’s wrong?”

he looked up at you, his face flushed completely red,“i… i think i was about to cum,” he didn’t meet your eyes, clearly ashamed.

you smiled, climbing out of his lap and settling on your knees between his legs,“let’s get these off then,”

you started to unbutton his jeans, but he grabbed your wrists, his hands shaking slightly,“wait.”

you look up at him,“you don’t want to?”

“no, i do, it’s just…” he dropped his head,“i’m a virgin,”

you couldn’t help your mouth dropping open. you couldn’t believe someone as good-looking as nicholas would be a virgin,“what? how?”

“…i always wanted it to be you,”

your heart was hammering in your chest,“but… you didn’t see me for three years,”

“i know. i tried. i really did try. i even took a girl home once, but she touched me and i realised i was picturing you. i couldn’t…” he sucked in a deep breath,“i did eventually move on, i wasn’t hurting about it anymore, but i still never met anyone who made me feel the way you did. and i thought, maybe that’s just the kind of teenage infatuation you don’t experience as an adult, but then i saw you again, three years later, as an idol under another company, and even more beautiful than i remembered, and… it all came back,”

he was rambling, staring down at you with his eyebrows creased into a deep frown, you could tell he was struggling to keep eye contact out of embarrassment but still he maintained it so you knew he was being genuine. you gently took his hand in yours and kissed it. it must’ve been a weird situation for him, spilling his guts completely as you sat in a suggestive position between his legs. you wanted him to know that you heard him, though, and that this wasn’t just sexual to you.

“if you leave me again i won’t be able to handle it,”

“i won’t,” you kiss his hand again, and then his other one,“i won’t,”

his frown lines softened out, and then he slowly directed your hands back to the zipper of his jeans.

“you sure?” you ask.

he nods, his adam’s apple moving up and down,“yes. please.”

you undo his zipper and help him tug his jeans down, and then you free his length from his boxers, letting your breaths brush over his tip. he lets out a whine from the back of his throat as you hold him gently, looking down at you with lust-filled eyes. you place a kiss on his tip and his whole body jolts, bucking his hips towards your face while making a strangled sound behind his pursed lips.

“fuck, y/n,”

you lick up his shaft from the base to the tip, and his fingers thread into your hair as he moans.

“don’t tease, y/n,”

you smile and swirl your tongue around his red tip, and he whimpers, trying to gently push your mouth onto his dick. you decided to give it to him, and wrap your lips around it, sucking gently, slowly sliding further down until you couldn’t anymore. you try to keep looking up at him, to see his mouth fall open and eyes flutter shut. he looked godly like this, you can’t believe you’re the first person to experience it. you bob your head up and down, your cheeks sunken as you suck harder, still keeping a slow pace. he starts mumbling, blabbering, his eyes rolled back, his pronunciation slurring.

“mm, fuck, mmmhm, yeah, you’re so good, y/n. you feel so good. i’m never letting you go after this, y’know?”

you push his tip to the back of your throat, gagging slightly, coaxing more beautiful moans from his slack mouth.

“you’re so perfect. i’m gon-” his voice cracks,“gonna marry you one day.”

being cautious about the fact that he had already almost came just from grinding a few minutes ago, and you wanted to ride him tonight, you pulled back and stood up. he looked a little upset when you stopped, following your face with broken eyes, but that expression quickly vanished and was replaced by shock as you began to peel off your dress until you were left in a bra, thong and heels.

“oh my god,” his eyes roamed your body greedily, not seeming to be able to settle on a singular place. his cock twitched visibly,“you’re so amazing. can i touch you, please?”

“you don’t have to ask,”

he reaches out his hands, first brushing down your sides, and then sliding back to grab your behind, and then travelling back up to cup your breasts over your bra. he stops when you grab the hem of his shirt and tug it up, raising his arms so you could remove it for him. once his top half was bare, you bent down and began to suck and bite along his shoulders and collarbones. he whimpered placing his hands back on your ass and squeezing. you suck hard to leave marks, remembering the time you’d given him a hickey before, and now you were finally able to do it again. and the sounds he made were so addicting.

“take off your jeans and lie down,” you instruct. he’s quick to do so and climb to the head of the bed, settling down on the pillow.

you climb on top of him and kiss him. his hands go to your thighs now, running up and down, making you shiver.

“y/n, can i taste you? i really wanna.”

you smile and nod,“want me to ride your face?”

his eyes narrow, and he tugs you up onto his chest by your thighs. you chuckle and shuffle further, until your clothed crotch hovered over his mouth.

“i’ll take that as a yes,”

“god, y/n, please just let me do it,”

you move your thong to the side, gasping as his hot breath hit your core directly. he tilted his chin up to lick you, but you raised your hips so he just missed. he didn’t seem to appreciate the teasing, so he grabbed your hips and forcefully pulled you down onto his mouth. you both moaned. his tongue was swiping through your folds and quickly into your entrance, not caring to start slow or build up. you swore, gripping the headrest with your head thrown back. your hips rocked on their own accord, making it so your clit bumped his nose, and you moaned every time. he was pulling you down even harder, he must’ve been finding it hard to breath. the place where his mouth and your cunt connected was soaking and messy, all over his lower face and your thighs.

“i fucking love you,” you could barely hear his muffled statement over the sound of squelching and your own moans,“taste so good. i could do this forever,”

“fuck, yixiang.”

he growls, nuzzling his face against your clit in a way that was so overstimulating but so good. he was moving too, his hips bucking up, humping into nothing but the seam of his boxers.

the feeling crept up on you quicker than expected, the heat spreading all across your body, the tightness low in your stomach. you started swearing over and over, your brain not being able to think anything else. he gripped onto your ass, and then you felt the soft pad of his finger pressing against the tiny hole back there. not intruding, just pressing against it. you came immediately.

your body shook as you orgasmed, and he licked you through it. you weren’t even sure if he knew you were cumming. eventually, you became too sensitive and had to lift yourself off, rolling to the side, your chest heaving.

“did you…?” he asked.

“i did,” you said breathlessly, lying down beside him. his lips and chin were glistening from you.

“i did too,”

“what?” you look down to see streaks of white coating his abs, and his soft penis looking red and spent. he’d came while you weren’t even touching him.

you look back up at his face, and he looks away, embarrassed.

“i’m sorry,”

you chuckle and kiss his cheek,“don’t be sorry,”

“but i wanted to have sex with you,” he whined.

“we can try in the morning, yeah?”

he grumbled, and you couldn’t resist leaning in and peppering a few kisses across his face. he scrunched his nose at you, which made you laugh. turning his head to the side to stare at you, he cupped your cheek. the look in his eyes was so tender you felt your heart melting.

“i love you,”

it felt right this time.

“i love you too,”

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grl u don't understand how EXCITED im for reading that chapter I SWEAR

im lowkey insecure about it what if everyone hates it😔😔😔

[wenosgf]

getting dicked down tomorrow but it’s not nicholas so what’s even the point😔😞😒

[wenosgf]

SUB!VIRGIN NICHO GREAT HEAVENS FUCK WHAT. CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

[wenosgf]

GUYS I AM SCARED TO POST THIS. why is posting smut so daunting😞. i hope yall like this tomorrow.

[wenosgf]

OMG I JUST STARTED AND BINGED THE SMAU AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH

I am going insane!!!! You write it so well, especially the last chapter????!!!! 💋

THANK YOUU

[wenosgf]

im loving publicity stunt a little to much ure amazing grl

[wenosgf]

FUCK I can't wait for the next chapter🤭

lowkey scared about posting smut i hope everyone likes it

[wenosgf]

PUBLICITY STUNT

synopsis: nicholas is an old friend of yours from back when you were a trainee under hybe. however, due to a grudge you’re stubbornly holding onto years later, your relationship as fellow idols is strained. what happens when a video is leaked of you and nicholas bickering backstage, and your company wants you to fake date him to dispel the backlash from his fans?

chapter 15: new years

wc: 2.1k

yunjin dragged you onto the dance floor, amongst all the drunk and partying idols. you began to dance, though you didn't feel drunk enough yet to totally let loose. still, you started to get into it as the intoxicating surroundings took over. the disorientating disco lights and the heat radiating off of the many bodies around you made you more carefree, plus the shots you’d had earlier started to settle in your gut. eventually you were dancing with yunjin like no one was watching, fully immersed and having fun.

as minutes went by wonyoung and yuqi, as well as some other idols, including nicholas, found you and yunjin in the crowd and formed a group as you all danced together. you were spinning around, being passed from yunjin to yuqi to wonyoung as you swayed, bobbed and lip-synced happily with each girl. at some point you came face to face with nicholas. he stepped closer to you and tilted his head down to keep eye contact, as if daring you to dance with him. and although your senses told you not to, you wanted to. you wanted to feel physically close to him.

without giving it much thought, you took nicholas’s hand and turned your back to him. you swayed your hips slowly to the rhythm, purposefully arching your back to stick your backside out towards him, but not touching him. you descended down, and then back up, before turning to look at him. his expression was hard to read, as he stared at you, his eyes darker than usual. you leaned in to talk into his ear over the music.

"can i have some cash?" you asked him. he looked confused, probably having forgot you didn't bring your purse,"i want to buy more shots,"

his face relaxed into a small smile, and he sighed,"what am i, your sugar daddy?"

despite his words, he was already digging into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. you grinned at him, having not expected for him to fold so easily. you only asked because he had paid for your drinks previously, so you wondered if he would do it again. knowing that he would without so much as a fight made the butterflies in your stomach multiply.

"i'll pay you back," you said as he handed you a few notes.

“no need," he waved you off, but then gently grabbed your arm as you tried to walk away,"but, y/n..."

you arched an eyebrow at him as he looked down at you very seriously, softly rubbing his thumb back and forth over the skin of your arm.

"not that bartender... okay?"

you rolled your eyes,"okay.”

in the next hour or so, you managed to get astronomically drunk. before it was even midnight, you found yourself stumbling when you went to find the bathroom. you were pretty sure you’d somehow lost a contact lense, either that or you were just incredibly disoriented. you found the bathroom by dragging yourself across the wall, pushing on the nearest door, peeking in and spotting that it was in fact a bathroom. you quickly locked yourself in a stall to pee, wiping down the toilet seat with tissue before sitting down.

then, you heard the door to the toilet open, along with footsteps walking in. when the owners of said footsteps started talking, you immediately recognised nicholas’s voice. you could identify his deep cadence easily.

at first you were thinking, why the hell is nicholas in the girls' toilet? And then you thought, ah wait, i'm definitely the idiot who went into the boys' toilet. you quickly decided you’d just wait for them to leave and then make a quiet escape.

"what happened?" the voice you didn't recognise asked.

"that stupid bartender splashed a drink on me," nicholas pitch was steady but you could still identify and shake of anger in his voice.

"on purpose?"

he let out a harsh laugh,"probably,"

there was a sound of paper towels being ripped from the dispenser, before the unknown voice spoke again.

"you and y/n still going strong?”"

another pause along with the sound of a bin being opened.

"stronger than ever,"

"do you ever get tired of being known as ‘y/n’s boyfriend’?”

“no.”

“really? i’d get tired of it.”

“good thing i’m dating her and you’re not, then.”

“i don’t know, man. maybe i’m a pessimist. but having a girlfriend who’s quite a bit more famous than you seems pretty exhausting. wouldn’t be good for the ego.”

“she’s worth it.”

their voices faded as they walked out of the bathroom. you waited for the sound of the door closing to exit your stall. popping your head out of the door slowly to checked and make sure the bathroom was empty, you then opened the door wider so you could leave. but just at that moment, the door to the bathroom swung open again, and you couldn't react in time before nicholas walked in and froze upon seeing you. he frowned, looking up at the sign on the door he was still holding open, checking that he definitely walked into the men's room.

for some reason, you was possessed by the spirit of drax the destroyer, and you believed if you stood incredibly still that he wouldn't see you. once he got over his shock, he smirked, walking into the bathroom and letting the door shut behind him. he walked straight past you and towards a sink, picking up a watch that was to its side and fastening it around his right wrist. he looked back at you, with a devious glint in his eyes.

"evening, y/n," he greeted you.

you were debating whether to lock yourself back in the stall or make a run for the door. but ultimately you decided both those options would make the situation even more embarrassing than it was, so you stayed stubbornly silent.

"what are you doing in the men's toilet?" he stepped towards you, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"i get a thrill out of listening to men in their most vulnerable states," you said dryly,"obviously i came in by accident,”

"hm," he bit his lip to hold back a laugh,"are you sure you weren't trying to get me all alone?"

you scoffed,"in the men’s bathroom? i’d take you home if i wanted you that badly,"

he cocked his head at you, and you had to break eye contact, it was getting too intense.

“why aren't you looking at me?" he asked you.

"you’re trying to stare into my soul right now,"

he chuckled,“come on. show me your pretty eyes,”

“don’t.”

“don’t what?”

suddenly, the door to the bathroom began to open, and before you could even react, nicholas pushed you back into the stall, swiftly following you in and locking the door behind him. you held your breath as you listened to the footsteps walking in. it sounded like a few drunk guys conversing while simultaneously using the urinals. you were thankful nicholas had hidden you before you could've gotten spotted.

you glanced up at him and realised how little space there was between you. obviously, the toilet stall didn't leave much room for two people, so you were almost chest-to-chest, and your height difference definitely gave him a view down the low-cut neckline of your dress. he must've noticed it too, because he glanced down for a split second and then his eyes immediately snapped back to your face, his cheeks growing pink. the close proximity was making him more attractive. maybe it was just the angle, his black hair falling over his eyes as he stared down at you. or maybe it was the fact that you could smell his piney aftershave. he just had the kind of face that you couldn’t believe was real, like it was a chiselled statue made by an artist with a keen eye for beauty.

"why have you done this?" you whispered to him.

"i saved you from getting caught," he said.

“why did you have to come in here with me?"

he blushed and looked away from you for a second,"i don't know... i wasn't thinking,"

you rolled your eyes. he shifted his position so he rested his forearms on the walls either side of you. that only increased the skin exposed on his chest due to the couple of undone buttons on his black shirt. you had to look away. you felt like you were going crazy. of course you’d been craving him for months now, but actually being face to face with him now after ages of just texting was overwhelming. you drew in a deep breath and looked back into his eyes. he was staring back with a hooded gaze, something that made your lower stomach tingle.

"what are you looking at?" you asked him, trying to not show the tremble in your voice.

he smirked, leaning down to whisper in your ear,"you look pretty today,"

you jerked away from him, glaring. his teasing and flirting was the last thing you needed while you were already holding yourself back from smashing your faces together. and you simply would not let yours and nicholas’s first kiss be in a stall of a men’s toilets while drunk men used the urinals in the background. he chuckled at your reaction. the voices faded as the men left the bathroom, along with the sound of the door sliding shut. you emerged from the stall, washing your hands, and then nicholas held you around the wrist. he opened the door to the bathroom and poked his head out, checking the coast was clear, before he pushed the door open wider and gently pulled you out into the corridor. you began walking in silence as you made your way back to the dance floor.

just then, the pair of you heard the countdown from ten starting from the main room. ten seconds until midnight. you looked at each other. it appeared neither of you were that eager to rush onto the dance floor to be included in the celebration.

"should we kiss?" you joked.

his eyes widened, his lips parting out of shock,"what?"

"you know... people usually kiss at midnight, it’s a western tradition." you felt like you were explaining to a toddler.

the countdown was almost done and he wasn't laughing or acting disgusted, he was just staring at you. you were worried because he seemed to have not realised you weren’t being serious, but you was curious if he'd actually want to kiss you. god, you hoped he did.

"do you want me to?" he asked in a low voice, stepping closer.

your breath caught, and the alcohol took over as the countdown hit zero,"shit."

without letting yourself think more, you reached around his neck and pulled him in. he met your lips hungrily, holding your face in his hands. he kissed like he was ravenous, passionately and quickly, so much that you struggled to keep up with his pace. it was as if he was desperate. he started to migrate his hands into your hair, weaving his fingers into your loose strands and slowly squeezing, making you gasp. he didn't miss the opportunity to slide his tongue past your lips, licking into your mouth, and you practically became goo in his hands, letting out an embarrassing sound of pleasure. he began to slow down now, moving his mouth in a savouring manner. gently, he pushed you up against the wall of the corridor and removed one of his hands from your hair, now holding your face again and using his thumb to stroke your jaw.

he let out a tiny, barely audible moan, bordering on a whimper, and your head began to spin. this man was driving you insane. you pulled him closer and his hands moved down and started wandering your stomach and waist. he hummed lowly, bowing his head further down to kiss you more forcefully before he pulled away and buried his face in the side of your neck.

“please can we stop dancing around each other now. please, can i finally have you?”

your mouth fell open as his fingers flexed on your hips and he pressed himself against you,“yixiang,”

“that’s not an answer, baby,” he ran his mouth up your neck,“please, y/n, be mine,”

“i will,”

“fuck, this is real, yeah?” he pulled back a little to look at you, as if needing the reassurance.

“this is real,” you laughed breathlessly.

“i love you,”

your eyes widened, you felt like your heart had stopped beating. that was one of the last things you expected nicholas to say.

“shit, did i scare you, y/n? you don’t have to say it back,” he cradled your face as if it were precious,“i just had to tell you. i couldn’t hold it in anymore,”

“we’re going back to mine. now.”

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Whiny Taki thoughts because he’s my baby and i love him <3

Content: +18MDNI fem! reader x taki, just messy desperate taki

Thinking about whiny Taki.

He's not necessarily a sub for me, i think he's more into non-dynamic, but he for sure is very needy and messy in sex.

He may even start cocky, teasing you for a bit but the moment you really touch him —slip your fingers under his waistband, trail your lips down his throat,he goes quiet. His breath stutters. The cockiness fades. And within minutes, that teasing tone turns into breathy little whines he can’t hold back.

He’s so touch-starved, it hurts. No matter how confident he acts, he’s starving for you. The moment you start giving him attention, he gets needy fast. His hands roam your body like he’s scared you’ll disappear, pulling you closer even when you’re already pressed to his chest. He’ll mumble into your skin, “Missed this, missed you,”while grinding helplessly against your thigh, his voice thick and needy. The more you give, the more he wants. It’s insatiable.

Go slow and he’ll beg. Literally. He can’t stand being edged. Not when you’re on top, moving just slow enough to keep him on the edge. He’ll start off clenching his jaw, trying to stay composed, but then his hands fist the sheets, his hips twitch up, and he starts breaking down.

“please don’t stop— please go faster i need you” The whines get louder the longer you draw it out. He’ll even go breathless midsentence, like he’s too fucked out to finish his own begging.

He tries to keep eye contact but always breaks. You tell him to look at you while you're riding him, and for a moment he does —eyes wide, bottom lip trembling,  completely mesmerized by you. But then his head tilts back, lashes flutter, and he moans like he’s losing his mind. If you grip his jaw and force him to keep watching, he’ll let out this broken gasp and fall apart right there.

“Fuck—baby, you’re gonna make me—”

His moans are so high and pretty when he’s close. He pants through his teeth, hips jerking, voice rising with every thrust. He’ll cry out your name like a prayer, strung-out and breathless.

“Y/N—fuck, please, I’m right there, I can’t—let me—” He always asks permission when he’s that desperate, even if he’s not thinking straight. It’s instinct. He wants to be good for you. Wants to please you. Even when he’s crumbling. “Please baby, let me cum inside of you—pleaseplease—”

He’s whimpering nonstop, begging between gasps, fingers clutching you like a lifeline. And when you finally do let him? He falls apart. Loud, breathless, voice breaking: “F-fuck! I’m cumming—oh god—yesyesyes—”

He’s really messy when he’s cumming, he fills you up until you’re dripping his fluids between your folds and your thighs, he jerks his hips just so he can fuck his seed into you again, not wanting to waste any drop.

Afterward, he’s dazed and babbling, still a little needy. He doesn’t calm down instantly. He's still twitchy, moaning softly as he holds onto you. Kisses your skin between every word like he’s worshipping you.

“Holy shit… you ruined me. You broke me, baby. I’ve never felt anything like that—don’t leave, please just stay  here... stay right here…”

He won't stop whispering things like:

“I love when you take control like that...” “You know I’d let you do anything to me, right?” “I can still feel you... fuck, you wrecked me.”

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100 notes oooh yes thank you everyone who’s enjoying my series!!

PUBLICITY STUNT

PAIRING > wang yixiang x idol!fem!reader

synopsis: nicholas is an old friend of yours from back when you were a trainee under hybe. however, due to a grudge you’re stubbornly holding onto years later, your relationship as fellow idols is strained. what happens when a video is leaked of you and nicholas bickering backstage, and your company wants you to fake date him to dispel the backlash from his fans?

TROPES > enemies (ex friends) to lovers, fake dating

FEATURING > yunjin (le sserafim), giselle (aespa), sophia (katseye), yuqi (gidle), wonyoung (ive), &team, hanbin (zerobaseone)

SCHEDULE > daily

tags > a lot of bickering, teasing, pining, fluff, making out, small time skip, smut (only in last chapter)

warnings > alcohol consumption, mention of abusive relationship (through a misunderstanding), swearing, lmk if i miss anything

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chapter 1: is this a safe space? (smau)

chapter 2: you can’t be serious (smau and writing)

chapter 3: strawberry tea (writing and smau)

chapter 4: get a grip (writing and smau)

chapter 5: an inkling (smau)

chapter 6: you’re special (smau and writing)

chapter 7: method acting (writing and smau)

chapter 8: in person (smau)

chapter 9: there must be a gas leak (smau and writing)

chapter 10: pillow fighting (writing)

chapter 11: plum blossoms (smau and writing)

chapter 12: tokyo (smau)

chapter 13: loserish (smau)

chapter 14: flirty bartender (smau and writing)

chapter 15: new years

chapter 16: drunk (MDNI)

coming soon

a/n: this is my first time using tumblr kinda nervous😁

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Literally just spam liked and read the entirety of ‘Publicity Stunt’ and can I just say, IT IS THE BEST NICHOLAS SMAU IVE EVER READ OH MY LORDDDDDD

Please take your time on updates, but I just wanna say that I love it!! Could I be added to the tag list? I hope you’re having a wonderful day love~ 😚

girl i am such a big fan of your works im LITERALLY SO SHY

i keep on seeing some of my favourite writers liking my series and i’m telling you i feel so giddy it’s like im being NOTICED

i’ve already written the last two chapters and im sooo excited thank you so much for liking and sharing!!! and ofc taglist