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yes pls try them and lmk what you think!!

but yes btob i love my men!! i ult minhyuk …. that man . . h e !!!

but i ult of ult rocky from astro, and doyoung and yuta!!! but i also semi ult jinjin, winwin, renjun, jeno and hyunsik (this is just for those three groups i-)

i won’t get annoyed i promise!!

oooooh they’re so good!!

and yes ice cream is so so good too!!

hello!! (and thank you for fulfilling my request kskskkd)

request: oooh yes!! can u write a student x teacher imagine/SMUT, where jaebum is the teacher?? the scenario is up to you :))) - @turntjbyj

warnings: public sex, degradation, unprotected sex (idk what else skkdkd)

- i apologize in advance if this is too short/sucks ... but anyways!

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you’re in your final class of the day, sitting next to your...”boyfriend.” the both of you weren’t exactly together, but you weren’t exactly single either. friends with benefits, more or less.

he starts to run his hand up and down your thigh under the table in the classroom, as you try to keep quiet. you look to him, giving him a stern look, almost saying “stop, we’re in class. what if we get caught?” he continues, now running his hand up and under your skirt, rubbing a finger over your clothed clit. you let out a stifled moan as your teacher, mr. im, starts playing a video for the class. and yet, with the sounds of the video playing, your moan was still heard by him. he turns his attention towards you, making eye contact with you. this causes you to shift in your seat, finally getting your “boyfriend” off of you, all while leaving you a flustered mess.

to say you didn’t have a crush on your teacher would be a lie. he was incredibly attractive; every girl, and even some boys, had a crush on him. you’ve heard girls in your class talk about their fantasies with mr. im jaebum countless times.

at the end of the video mr. im played for the class, he looks over at you again, making you blush.

he continuously peeks over at you until the end of class. when the bell rings to signal the end of the school day, he calls out to you.

“miss y/n, can you stay back a minute?”

a lump forms in your throat, as you wonder what he’ll ask of you.

“yes, sir.”

he says nothing, but attacks your neck, kissing and nipping at it, leaving marks. you accidentally moan out a quiet “jaebum,” catching his attention. he pulls back from you, sending you a smirk.

“you know, y/n, you really shouldn’t have your fuck buddy getting you off in the middle of class.” his language catches you off guard, meanwhile making you wetter for him.

“y-yes, sir,” you manage to mutter out while he kisses your neck again.

“ya know, y/n, it was pretty hot seeing you flustered like that in the middle of my class. even if it wasn’t because of me.” he lifts you up, setting you on his desk. you can’t even manage to respond, as everything is catching you off guard.

“babygirl, if you want me to stop, tell me,” he looks straight into your eyes, obviously being sincere. “please, keep going,” you whimper. he nods, and kisses you again while unbuttoning your top and pushing it off your shoulders. he starts to leave kisses down your neck and onto your chest.

he gets to your pants, undoing those as well. you lift yourself up off the surface of his desk so he can pull them off of you. you’re left in your bra and panties, meanwhile he’s still completely dressed.

“sir, you’re a bit overdressed, don’t you think?” you ask innocently. “eager, are we?” he winks at you as he basically strip teases. you notice the bulge in his boxers, making you wetter for him, which was visibly noticeable to him.

“you little slut, you’re so wet for me. does your fuck buddy ever make you dripping wet like this?”

“n-no, sir. only you,” you whimper, as he pulls your panties down, then rubs your clit.

“that’s what i like to hear,” he says with a smirk. he kisses you, then brings his mouth down to your folds, his tongue going wild, eliciting moan after moan from you.

“j-jaebum, i’m gonna-“ you get cut off.

“i know, come for me, princess.”

you come undone on his tongue, him fully enjoying it. he then pulls his boxers down, pumping his now freed cock.

“you ready, baby?” he asks and you nod in assurance. “tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” you nod again, not wanting to delay this anymore.

he pushes his tip into you, groaning as he fills you up.

“fuck, you’re so tight.”

he begins to move after a little bit of you getting used to his size. you moan his name countless times, causing him to call out your name as well.

the sound of skin on skin mixed with grunts and moans echoes throughout the empty room.

his thrusts get sloppier, indicating how close he is.

“sir, i’m so close,” you whimper.

“don’t come yet. wait for me,” he pants.

he thrusts faster and faster, pulling countless moans out of your mouth.

“i’m gonna come,” you exclaim again.

“come for me y/n, i’m coming too,” he encourages you.

the sound of both of your satisfied moans fills up the room as you come nearly at the same time.

“that was...amazing,” you say, completely out of breath.

“yeah it was. just promise not to have your fuck buddy all over you in my class again or i’ll have to make him watch next time.”

your breath hitches “y-yes, sir.”

//

making love with doyoung. not even lustful, rough sex or anything like that. just straight up making love. tons of praise for his s/o, continuously saying “i love you” in between kisses and such. intertwining his hand with yours, not letting go once, as he just wants to keep the connection between the two of you as strong as possible. even if you say “baby, let me do something for you,” he would say no, telling you he wants you to receive as much pleasure as you want and need first. he would constantly leave little pecks all over your body after you’ve both finished, and cuddles you afterwards with TONS of aftercare.