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members included: jeno, jaemin, taeyong, yuta, mark, jaehyun, ten and kun.

cw: multiple possessive and slightly derogatory pet names, smut? kind of?, VERY suggestive, mentions of jealousy and possessive behaviour, losers in love, creepy behaviour in the end of jaehyun's segment, poly, religious references.

— Gomez!Kun who gets a little too angry whenever any of the boys(with the exception of M!Ten) insist on leaving his sweetheart's neck full of angry, possessive purple marks, his princess is HIS, and whoever has the privilege of being allowed to do so much as touch her, should treat her as what she is, someone else’s most precious possession which ultimately doesn't belong to them.

— Gomez!Kun who only allows the boys to touch her at all because if there's something the many centuries of living in this dark mansion has proved him, is that they’re the only men in this world, other than himself, who are deserving of being around his angel.

— Gomez!Kun who sometimes gets too jealous and considers taking away everybody's "touching the princess" privileges, but stops entertaining the idea as soon as he considers how much she likes them because he would rather force himself to ignore his possessive tendencies than to see his sweet girl upset over something he did.

— Gomez!Kun who only allows his pup into his office so he can keep an eye on her somewhere he knows nobody else in the house would dare to come in, they know better. Who bought a fluffy white rug and a vintage pink armchair to put in the middle of his big office, right in front of his desk, so he could watch his lovely petal waste the afternoon away watching things on her phone or reading a book, all his to watch, all his to use and break, all his to keep on his lap while he’s working late at night, all his.

— Morticia!Ten who woke up in tears in the middle of the night because he had a nightmare about God himself coming down to take their angel away from them and back to heaven, claiming that it was a mistake that she fell on earth in the first place and now he's taking her back.

— Morticia!Ten was in such distress he didn't even think before holding her closer and quickly started pounding his sweet puppy into oblivion, leaving scratches, bites, bruises and handprints all over her beautiful body as a desperate attempt to make her unholy, if there was anything about his girl that made her deserving of ever witnessing the golden gates, there wouldn't be anymore, not after he was done with her.

— Morticia!Ten who pays for a whole new closet to be built and added to the master bedroom(which belongs to him, his princess and G!Kun) all because he loves to dress her up in all kinds of pretty gowns that just won't fit in one closet, so he makes another.

— Morticia!Ten who clicks his tongue in fake disgust whenever he holds his angel’s chin and judges her bright and cute makeup, who tells her that she should ask him for help to do darker makeup instead of ruining the family’s aesthetic. Who smiles to himself when his doll sticks her little pink tongue out at him and calls him a “toxic goth” for bothering her about her style.

— Morticia!Ten who secretly adores her cute makeup and even gets off to the fact that she’s so different from everyone in the house, but will keep bothering her about her looks until she ultimately goes to him to ask for help on doing a darker makeup look, then he’ll be able to sit his princess on his lap and look at her adorable face while doing the very same makeup he puts on himself everyday on her instead, his own little twisted way of making her his, even if she doesn’t even realize.

— Gomez’s Brother!Jaehyun who was so cautious about the family’s new “pet”(who was only considered for the family until G!Kun and M!Ten decided to claim her as their girl, less than a week after she arrieved in the mansion) and was so sure that her personality was all for show and it wouldn’t take more than a month for her to lose her mind with the dynamics of their home, ultimately letting her true self shine through. Who got, oh, so bitter when he realized he could not have been more incorrect in his judgements.

— Gomez’s Brother!Jaehyun who becomes intoxicated with affection for this girl to the point he keeps traveling around for "no specific reason", the real motive being to prevent him from becoming as dependent of her as the others in the house. He misses her a lot when he’s away, but knowing his and his brother's temper, it’s for the best that he doesn’t get too attached to her, sick possessiveness runs on the family.

— Gomez’s Brother!Jaehyun who buys her cute trinkets in all of his travels, who goes to every single vintage shop in and out of sight to get her unique things from everywhere around the world, things she couldn’t have get from anyone else. Who gets all warm and fuzzy when he comes home and hears the girl’s fast footsteps coming down stairs to see him.

— Gomez’s Brother!Jaehyun who messages her on a daily basis, knowing damn well most of the old souls of his family refuse to use phones regularly, especially to talk to people inside their own home, he knows she is always free when it comes to messaging him, so he takes advantage of that.

— Gomez’s Brother!Jaehyun who gets not-so-innocently excited when she texts him “yeah!! i’m free to call :D” so cute, he could destroy her, but unfortunately she girl isn’t truly his to break. Who swears that his phone’s camera isn’t working properly and that’s why he won’t turn it on, lying straight out of his teeth while he gets off to her sweet voice in the most silent way he can manage.

— Pet Servant!Mark who was not expecting to see a person coming home with his bosses after they told the whole house that they were "going out on a mission to find the perfect family pet". Who was not disappointed or appalled by the surprise either. Of course he had many actual animals to care for, The Adams had snakes, cats, dogs, rodents, fishes, they had just about any thing that could show some sort of life in the house, but the girl was sure a fun new addition to his daily routine.

— Pet Servant!Mark who takes full advantage of the fact she loves animals to easily scoop her away all for himself for the whole day whenever he starts the morning taking care of the snakes, she loves them but no one other than M!Ten is allowed in the snake’s area, no one other than PS!Mark, who feeds them, cleans their spaces and makes sure they stay healthy. Who mindlessly breaks one of his very few rules by bringing her into the snakes area because she likes them.

— Pet Servant!Mark who allows her to change the pet’s collars to pretty pink bows for long just enough for her to take cute pictures of them, then he changes it back to their black leather collars with big spikes. Who sits in the garden with her the whole day while claiming that he’s “watching out for the dogs”, he isn’t, he rarely remenbers they're even there. Who has decided that his favorite part of the day is the sweet kisses he gets to have with The Adam's Pretty Girl as soon as the sun starts fading out.

— Pet Servant!Mark who spends the rainy days with her lounging in The Adam's big living room, him slouched on the couch, hands massaging her soft(and often sore) thighs resting right above his own while she reads a book, both enjoying comfortable silence.

+ thing!yuta has a normal body, his hand is just detachable +

— Thing!Yuta who wasn't very excited about his new toy when G!Kun and M!Ten walked into the house, only to be pleasantly surprised by the sight of a beautiful girl in a pretty skirt instead of some smelly animal. Who as soon as he realized just how sweet and pure said girl was, decided to become her living nightmare.

— Thing!Yuta who once overheard M!Ten refering to her as “his marionette” and decided that’s the only nickname he would ever call her, shamelessly stealing her actual owner’s little pet name, just like he would shamelessly steal his girl the second he had a chance of doing so, the chance would never come, he knew it, but a man can be delusional every once in a century.

— Thing!Yuta who did it all, said all kinds of vulgar things to tease her out of nowhere, all of the things that made his pretty baby's snap her, usually all marked up, neck at him in dangerous speeds. Who always laughed at her big reactions and found it hilarious she behaved so innocently even after all of the filthy things they’ve done with her, all of the filthy things they've done to her.

— Thing!Yuta who sneaks his detached hand on her multiple times a day just to scare her because he's bored. Who everytime she complained about him scaring her made sure to remind his dear marionette just how much she loved his "magic hand" whenever he and W!Jaemin played with her.

— Thing!Yuta who daily fantasies about the possibility of using his special hand to touch his pretty girl while she’s with someone entirely, the idea of him not even being in the same room as her but still being the reason behind her sweet little sounds just made him go a little bit insane, he hasn’t had the courage to talk with her or his house members about it yet, he will eventually, it's bound to happen.

— Manservant!Taeyong who was just so, so shy as soon as her pretty face showed up in the door, he was so scared of her. This poor thing who never thought of himself as presentable or handsome, was just so embarrassed of doing so much as being in the same room as her, when he noticed that despite his distant behavior she continuously kept trying to talk to him, he gave up on hiding and faced world's scariest monster, who just so happens to also be world's prettiest girl.

— Manservant!Taeyong who went out his way to start reading books so he would have something to talk about with the pretty girl instead of just listening to her rambles, as much as he enjoyed them, he wanted nothing more than for her to find him interesting, cool even, it was his dream.

— Manservant!Taeyong who opened up about feeling insecure in comparison to the other men in the house and listened very carefully as she explained to him that he was just as handsome as them, the only difference was that they had a very specific style which fit them well, and they took advantage of it.

— Manservant!Taeyong who went around all smiley with his precious girl to the mall in search for things he liked, who was confident enough to joke with her and was just SO giddy when she laughed. Who had trouble falling asleep because his brain keeps replaying all of their sweet moments together that day. Who after a while starts having trouble falling asleep because his mind keeps replaying all of their sinful memories that make his mouth water and his body shake.

— Manservant!Taeyong who years after the arrival of his dear girl looked almost unrecognizable, multiple tattoos and some piercings here and there, who started dressing with clothes he liked instead of the work clothes he was used to, so much more talkative, much more of a goofball, a proud goofball. Who actually had conversations with the people of the house and felt like a part of their family. And her, god, he adores her. His sweet little thing, who he leans down to multiple times a day so she can hold his face with her pretty hands and place a thousand kisses on his cheeks.

— Wednesday!Jaemin who was convinced upon first sight that he would have to ignore her constantly and was so sure she would be nothing but a huge pain in his ass with her pink clothes and her shiny hair that looked so soft and smelled so good. She smelled good all the time, it annoyed him, spending such a long time inside meant he was pretty much used to the same 7 smells for such a long time. Then this lil kitten turned human shows up with her pretty kissable face and plush red lips and long sparkly nails and the sugary tone of her voice and… Oh, oh no. He likes her.

— Wednesday!Jaemin who kept telling her to stop following him everywhere after he mysteriously started showing up in all of her favorite places in the mansion, who dreamed that at some point she would like him enough to follow him around like she did with her owners.

— Wednesday!Jaemin who discovers a new side of himself while he teases her alongside T!Yuta. He, who was always the reserved, quiet one of their friendship, had seemed to have found a new passion in bothering their favorite girl, as time went on he became louder and louder and the boys seemed to be amused, watching him change into someone else right in front of their eyes, that was, until he started bothering them as well.

— Wednesday!Jaemin who somehow always ends up being her little toy that she walks around with through the whole mansion the entire day because once they hold hands for some reason in the morning, he simply doesn’t have the heart to let go and just allows her to drag him like a ragdoll while pretending to be annoyed, he secretly loves it. Who keeps telling her every single scary story that comes to his mind(or that he makes up at the spot) only to not-so-discreetly offer his companion to protect her when the night comes around.

— Wednesday!Jaemin who gets pathetically addicted to her, her scent, her voice, the feeling of her hand on his, the feeling of her lips on his, the feeling of her body on his, he’s long gone. Who takes far too much pride in being the person G!Kun and M!Ten allow to sleep with their precious doll on the all too rare occasions that they aren’t home. He spends these glorious days teasing her about experimenting with group intimacy, said experiment would be kept as their little secret. Nothing actually happens, he knows that their girl is far too obedient and would be telling her owners about everything as soon as they arrived back home, but a boy can dream.

— Bodyguard!Jeno who was, at the very least, really confused when he arrived to pick up M!Ten to his monthly trip to town’s fanciest mall and said man walked out of his mansion not only with his husband, but also with someone else, someone new. His bosses didn’t give him much information about her, they had always been secretive so it came as no surprise, they only told him that she was a new addi(c)tion to the family, therefore, outside of the mansion; she was under his protection too.

— Bodyguard!Jeno who found all too amusing just how gentle yet undeniably obsessed his bosses managed to act around their new found passion, he wondered what was it about her that would make these well put together men act like feral dogs protecting their territory. Who just after his second ever encounter with The Adam’s girl, got his answer. He, who barely spoke to his bosses during all these years of serving them, found himself laughing comfortably and even engaging in her never stopping rambles.

— Bodyguard!Jeno who allows her to doll him up while they hang out in his parked car in front of the mansion, ready to go home, but not wanting to just yet. Who lets her put sparkly shades all over his face and test different lip combos with her newly bought makeup, who plans on letting his hair grow a little bit so she can play with his hair like she does with T!Yuta, he’s sure that she does it with M!Ten as well but he’s never seen it.

— Bodyguard!Jeno who shoves information about all kinds silly things she likes in the boy’s group chat, any movies she mentions, any new style she’s looking into, any new interests at all, they all do it but he does it the most selflessly for sure, the others hide most of the important information they get from her to use for their own advantage.

— Bodyguard!Jeno who doesn’t allow himself to be delusional when it comes to The Adams’s girl. He knows that at the end of the day his little shot of a expresso of a person isn’t truly his, nor will she ever be, he’s fine with that, as long as he keeps his head in place and doesn’t let himself fall into the dreamland(which she proves time and time again to be quite the challenge), he’ll be fine and she’ll be safe, and that’s what matter the most.

ㅤㅤㅤmain cast. idol stalker ten 𖹭 trainee reader

synopsis 📁 ╱ ten is just so easy to fall in love with, especially when you're dumb enough to not notice any of his red flags.

summary. 𐙚 ( stalking and manipulative — smut ) reader is pretty innocent and clueless, love bombing, he does love her but he's still super toxic ( sexual language, one mention of pet names, stalking, pervert behaviour, rough sex, aftercare implied, legal age-gap implied)

the trainees adore him, that's what you notice first; Ten is everybody's favorite.

well, how could he not be? always greeting his juniors so nicely, remembering most of their names with no issue at all and making small talk at every chance. you fell victim to all of the same questions as everyone when they first time met the charmer, the same script:

 "I heard you’re not from here, are you?" "how old are you again?" "so, how are you liking the company? planning to run away already?" all followed by a playful grin, nothing but ease exuding from his presence, calculated to perfection.

Ten is subtle, making sure to hold eye contact with them all for at least a second, giving them the impression — perhaps feeding into the fantasy — that he cares, that they matter. you just happened to be too focused in not making a fool of yourself to notice his stare following you that day, lingering until you were out of his sight. 

not wanting to feed into delusions, you just never paid that much attention to how he acted around you. his voice acute but gentle, pawning your shoulder whenever you’d tell him a joke, his eyes turning into little crescents and his whisker dimples on display as he laughs so prettily at your smallest attempts at being funny. he's so nice, so caring, so smart.

you just got into the company anyway, it's not you'd ever figure out how much more often he shows up at the practice rooms now in comparison to the past. offering his — much looked up to — critique, his help, his attention. at first, other trainees were so blinded by the possibility of being tutored by him that they didn't even notice just how much he loomed around you, how no matter how well you did; he would never praise you like he did with the others. always picking up your smallest mishaps, making sure you fix the littlest angles, correcting you down to the positioning of your toes while not demanding half of the same exigencies from any other trainees. slowly but surely, it got under your skin. he had you trained down to your core, no matter how much validation you had, it wasn’t ever enough. it wasn’t from him.

his torture on your confidence went on for weeks, you're frustrated, anyone can tell. you're working so hard! how can he not see that? there's no doubt that you'll be debuting as the main dancer in any line-up you get, receiving praises left and right, being asked to tutor trainees who are having issues, how can Ten only ever see your mistakes?

It was the last friday of the month, that's when he suggested it — just you two in the practice room every saturday until you got better, until you got perfect. being exactly as dumb as he expected, just as desperate for his praise as he wished, you said yes.

any worries you had about being awkward or looking stupid faded as quickly as your arrival. Ten was just an angel, wasn't he? it's like he knew exactly how to calm you down, conversation flowed so easily, you could swear you'd be hearing his giggles at your smallest comments in your head for days, it was so easy with him, everything was. much like he imagined, you weren't exactly the most attentive to his wandering hands whenever he'd position you into formation, too focused on your own reflection to notice his dark eyes following your every move in the mirror like a predator; waiting for the next time you'd turn your back to him so he could pounce, devour you alive. 

mind too focused on his nice words and how well your chemistry played out to notice that despise the fact he was texting you at this exact moment, asking if you got to the dorm safely, you had never given him your number. 

he’s just so reliable. Ten doesn’t have a single ounce of hesitation in his body when it comes to helping you, to taking care of you — “he’s just looking out for me. maybe he sees my potential, maybe he sees his younger self in me, whatever it may be; it’s Ten, he means no harm.” you’d try to convince your roommates. 

at first they even bought it, but it just kept happening. again and again. first, he got you a cute mini fridge for your room after you mentioned that the dorm’s fridge it’s a nightmare and the girls kept stealing your food. he knew you’d be none the wiser to notice the little camera besides the handle, too focused on the cute stickers he put on the fridge to distract you. 

he was right, he always was.  

then he offered you his phone, he was buying himself another and you had mentioned needing a new one just yesterday. you wondered if it was too much, but you needed a new phone and his was much better; there’s no way you’d have the money to buy a phone like his any time soon. so you said yes.

it’s not like you’d notice the little viruses wandering free inside your new device, it wasn’t even slow or anything, it was perfect! if you never looked for it, you’d never know that he had access to all of your conversations, your emails and passwords, that he received a notification whenever you took a picture or that he could see your location at all times… and why would you ever look for it? it’s Ten, he told he cleaned out and restarted his phone entirely before giving it to you and you believed him. Just like he knew you would.

he comes into your life like it’s nothing, invites himself into your routine like he always belonged there. messaging you consistently but not enough to overwhelm you, as if there’s a little bird who tells him when you’ve been having a hard time. offering to facetime exclusively when you look well put together, as if he knows when you’re in your pajamas and would be too embarrassed to accept his offer. as if he can see you at all times.

in your eyes, Ten could do no wrong. how could he ever? it’s Ten. even if he was to hurt somebody, he had the best intentions; you’re sure of it. 

you’re sure he meant nothing but well when he ignored you for days after you told him you wouldn’t be able to go practice with him — coincidently just a few minutes after you had accepted the invitation to a party on that same day a friend had messaged you. 

you didn’t even end up going, too anxious about Ten vanishing out of nowhere, your stomach hurting whenever you thought of the possibility that he got tired of you. after many unread messages, he finally answered; claiming he had been busy and your number got drowned between his work related contacts. you believed him. 

you’re sure he just wanted your best when just a couple of weeks after meeting a boy who seemed perfect for you, Ten rushed into the practice room later than usual, a worried look on his face. he held you in his arms as he lied about how that maggot was spreading the most disgusting rumours about you, about your conversations, about your body. he had already convinced the tutors that the little boy was a lost case and was able to get that vermin out of the company in no time. blocked and silenced his number on your contacts right before walking into the room, it’s not like you’d notice.

you listened. looking up to him like a god, you listened. listened as he taught you that guys your age weren’t worthy of your time, that you deserved better; that you deserved a man who could provide you with anything you could ever need.

he asked if you wanted him to keep holding you while you cried in his shoulder, a doll in his embrace. you said yes.

again and again.

you didn’t even let your thoughts begin to question his intentions when Ten invited you to “come hang out” in his apartment instead of practicing that saturday, didn’t question when he claimed to have gotten hurt while performing earlier and was tired. 

nothing could waver your trust in Ten, how could anything even attempt to? when he’d given you anything you ever mentioned needing, when he was there for you every single time you needed someone to be, when he had you in the palm of his hands. so carefully crafted for him, so perfectly molded into his little pet. 

you had thrown out the possibility of Ten being into you romantically months ago, all of these interactions, all of that touching, and nothing ever happened? yeah, he didn’t see you like that, there was no way.

“he’s paving the way. getting you all dependent on him so he can keep you locked once you’re together. c’mon, that’s like love bombing one-on-one.” one of your roommates tried warning. 

“he’s not like that, he sees me as a friend, his junior, that’s it” you’d reply. innocent, dumb, clueless — just they way he liked. 

“it’s Ten, he means no harm.”

and that’s what you believed. even after getting into his apartment, lights dim due to his headache, in no time you found yourself curled into his couch while he ordered dinner, talking and laughing about what the manager had told him earlier, his head falling back to the sofa while you two giggled, getting up on his feet faster than you ever could to run back and forth from his room to show you his new nintendo.

he seemed perfectly fine with that headache. you didn’t think much of it. you never did.

he seemed to like it when you didn’t think. he definitely liked the mindlessly desperate sounds you made against his mouth that night, his hands gripping your waistline hard enough to leave it red, your skin buzzing just before he gave himself the freedom to explore your upper body with his warm palms, slipping past your sweater with no problem. his teeth attacking your neck before you could react to his hold on your figure — branded your throat with mark after mark like a cow who just got sold to the slaughter.

even after your unresponsive legs fell to either side of his waist, back in pain from how hard you were subconsciously arching it from the couch, seeking to feel him deeper; you wanted more. you called him every name under the sun — sir, gege, daddy, god —  anything that could get him to not stop bruising your core with his hips. he just hurt you so good, who were you to deny him from using your body until he was satisfied while making you feel this heavenly? after all he’s done to you? 

even after you somehow found yourself in his bed with half of your face pressed into his sheets as he pushed your head down to get a better angle at pounding into sore, creamy warmth. your backside full of bruises from his rough hands holding you in place whenever he deemed necessary, not a single thought going through that empty, useless spot inside your head you dared to call a brain. 

every once in a while you had the strength to open your tear filled eyes, catching a glimpse of your bodies melting together in his mirror, you’d never looked prettier. for just a second you couldn't help but wonder what happened in that performance earlier — there were no signs of “being hurt” anywhere in Ten's body.

you couldn't help but wonder how his bathroom seemed so… ready. everything exactly where it needed to be for him to give you a quick bath after challenging your limits for god knows how many hours. how the food he had supposedly ordered as soon as you arrived, only actually called his apartment after he had laid you in the floral scent of the new sheets on his soft bed.

even after all of it, cuddled up in his arms, relishing on his gentle fingers caressing the back of your head, for nothing more than a second, you wondered.

wondered if you fell right into his trap, if this was his plan all along, if your roommates had been right. 

you closed your eyes into his warm neck, left a soft peck in his throat.

it’s Ten, he means no harm. 

he kisses your temple, a mean smile pressed to your forehead, caught.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 | 𝐍𝐚 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧

“você e Jaemin trabalham no mesmo café, e depois do café — ou melhor, do chá que você serviu — ele se rendeu completamente a você.”

ᯓᡣ𐭩avisos | masturbação, oral (pp recebe) e safadeza romântica, beijos 💋 |°| w.c — 1.5k

ⓘnotas | eu tava há muitooo tempo querendo escrever isso, mas não sabia como, daí pensei em algo hoje e deu certo, espero que você goste dyva e perdão pela demora 🙏

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Você sempre gostou de flertar no trabalho. Havia algo absurdamente excitante em trocar olhares e sorrisinhos enquanto você e Jaemin preparavam cafés americanos lado a lado. Ele costumava anotar os números no auxílio pra segurar os copos quentes, sorrir largo demais pros clientes enquanto perguntava a forma de pagamento. Mas isso mudou. Ele ainda era gentil como sempre, mas agora, os sorrisos galantes e os olhares doces tinham um único destino: você. Todos os dias, em todos os momentos possíveis. Ficava triste nos seus dias de folga, e você também sofria quando era o dia dele. Estavam rendidos.

— Ai, que nojo. Vão pra um motel, que saco — resmungou Jeno, fazendo careta ao flagrá-los aos beijos na cozinha — não a dos pãezinhos e biscoitos, mas aquela em que vocês tiravam o intervalo. Fotos da equipe decoravam a mini geladeira e o quadro que você comprou especialmente pra dar um toque mais pessoal.

Jaemin riu com o comentário, mas não deixou barato: te deu mais alguns beijos indecentes, com muita língua de propósito, e você riu com a boca colada na dele, enquanto Jeno saía resmungando palavras ininteligíveis.

— Vê se não esquece a fornada de biscoito de goiabada que você deixou lá no forno, tá? Tá com a chave? — perguntou ele, já com a jaqueta jeans no corpo.

Você se afastou minimamente de Jaemin, ainda ofegante, a pele vermelha do calor entre vocês.

— Tô sim.

— Tô vazando antes que vocês encenem um pornô — ele soltou, indo embora.

— Pode deixar, Neno... vou tomar cuidado onde eu gozo — Jaemin respondeu com um sorrisinho sacana. Você riu e deu um soquinho leve no braço dele, que fingiu dor dramática só pra te puxar de volta. Os beijos recomeçaram, suaves e provocantes, alternando entre carinho e desejo, até ele te beijar com mais intenção, língua incitando, bagunçando sua boca.

Foram tateando às cegas até o balcão do café fechado. Jaemin te empurrou com mais força do que deveria e você gemeu — não de prazer.

— Merda, desculpa — ele murmurou, se afastando rapidamente pra tirar a jaqueta de couro. Você negou com a cabeça, sorrindo.

— Tá tudo bem.

Ele sorriu também, pendurou a jaqueta e pegou o avental com o nome bordado bonitinho. Retirou a forma do forno — biscoitos de coração — e os colocou sobre o balcão. Você o puxou com doçura.

— Tá tão apaixonadinho assim?

— Me diz você. Duas semanas atrás cê me chamava de cachorro, agora me chama de amor na sua cama.

Você revirou os olhos, sem argumentos. Era verdade. Jaemin te enlaçou de novo, rosto no seu pescoço, beijando e chupando a pele com carinho. Sua cabeça girou, a respiração falhou. A mão dele desceu até a barra da sua saia branca. Não era curta... mas definitivamente também não era inocente. Ele a levantou, brincando. E você não impediu.

— A gente tem que provar os biscoitos... mas eles precisam esfriar, né? — ele murmurou no seu ouvido. Você assentiu. — Então me diz... vestiu essa sainha pra facilitar quando eu for te chupar?

— Não só pra isso — você provocou, segurando o rosto dele entre as mãos. Jaemin sorriu, encantado. Te beijou mais uma vez, com um romantismo desarmante que contrastava com a tensão elétrica entre vocês. E era esse contraste que te fazia cair cada vez mais.

— Aqui tem câmera? — você sussurrou, já sabendo que, se ele dissesse que sim, você hesitaria... mas não muito.

Ele negou com a cabeça e, já de joelhos, te lançou um olhar que te fez tremer.

— Foda-se, se tiver, eu apago a gravação.

Seu coração errou o compasso. Você se apoiou no balcão quando ele desceu sua saia até os tornozelos. Respirou contra sua pele, lambeu os próprios lábios. Você quase gozou só de imaginar a cena. E nem havia começado.

— Olha pra mim — ele pediu, puxando sua calcinha devagar. — Quero que você veja como eu te como direitinho.

Você tentou sorrir, mas arfou quando a língua dele tocou você. Segurou as bordas do balcão, as pernas se abriram por reflexo. Ele te explorava com a boca, firme, dedicado, e você só queria dar mais espaço, abrir mais, deixar que ele fizesse tudo o que quisesse. Ele se afastou só por um instante e você resmungou pela perda. O rosto dele... vermelho, suado, molhado... era tão bom quanto você tinha imaginado.

Então ele se tocou.

Com uma mão, acariciava o próprio pau. A outra segurava firme sua coxa. Você o puxou de volta, pelo cabelo, e ele gemeu com o rosto encostado em você.

— Porra de buceta gostosa... caralho — ele resmungou, babando na sua coxa. Quando você levou os dedos ao próprio clitóris, ele despertou do transe. Não podia deixar você sozinha.

A língua voltou, recolhendo cada gota. E a mão dele acelerava no pau com tanta força e tesão que dava pra ouvir o barulho molhado. Você gozou primeiro, mas ele logo veio atrás, desabando contra você, te abraçando com desespero. Era como se você fosse a única coisa que o mantinha vivo.

Ele te beijou dezenas de vezes antes de subir até sua boca. Fez questão de esfregar a língua na sua pra você sentir seu próprio gosto. A calça dele manchada de esperma te fez sorrir.

Jaemin curvou o corpo, pegou um biscoito e levou até sua boca. Você fez um pequeno show, lambendo e chupando o dedão dele antes de aceitar o doce.

— Tá gostoso? — ele perguntou, com o mesmo tom de carinho de quem te ama de verdade, mesmo que nunca tenha dito.

Você mastigou, sorrindo.

— Não sei. Minha língua ainda tá com meu gosto.

Ele te beijou de novo, pressionando o corpo no seu como se quisesse te preencher ali mesmo.

— Nananinanão — ele sussurrou, te beijando como um namorado apaixonado. — Esse sabor é só meu.

‎‎‎‎ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤh. joshua x fem!reader  ⪩⪨

01.ㅤۗㅤ𝙼ember .  ⎯⎯⎯  joshua.

02.ㅤۗㅤ𝙲𝚆 .  ⎯⎯⎯ multiple pet names, possessive thoughts, mentions of blowjobs(m.) and sex, just a very gentle guy who loves his girl more than anything.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua whose instagram is filled to the brim with pictures of his beautiful girl, sometimes he forgets to tag you but it’s okay because it takes no sherlock holmes to figure out your username since he only follows your account and a naruto fanpage. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who wants you to meet his parents in less than a month into the relationship, it’s extremely important to him to make it as clear as possible that he is serious about you, leaves no room for overthinking at all, always a step ahead of you in the “would you still love me if i was a worm?” department, the best boy indeed. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who would rather take a bullet than let you pay for literally anything, because how dare you even suggest paying for your own things? as if you don’t know the only reason he works so hard it’s exactly so he can pamper you endlessly? the absolute nerve of you, better get on your knees and start apologizing.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who is the sassiest and most dramatic guy you’ve ever been with, but can not for the life of him handle the thought of you doing any work at all, in every aspect, which, ironically, sometimes makes you work even harder to get what you want.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who makes it the world’s most difficult challenge to accept receiving head from you for the first time, he enjoys being the one doing all of the work to make you feel good, he just couldn’t see how blowing him off would please you at all so he kept denying(while completely ignoring the tent forming rapidly in his grey sweatpants) until you begged too sweetly, so softly, looking at him with so much adoration and love, like you wanted nothing more than to please him, he could have finished right there but instead he shook his head and sat down in the bed, ready to give his princess anything she could ever want, just like he promised he would! even if what she wanted was to kneel in front of him and try to fit his thick cock into her little mouth for a while.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who uses every opportunity that stumbles across his way to show off his huge arms, it’s a win-win scenario, he gets to feel all hot and manly and you get to hold onto your boyfriend’s strong biceps everywhere you go and get carried on bride style after a night out that, honestly, didn’t even leave you that drunk, but since he offered to carry you, who would ever say no?

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who adores your nails and is always super excited to see the results of your nail appointments, asks for pictures during the whole process, sends you food when it’s taking too long, and finally when the nails are done, he’s there to pick you up in his shiny car, more than ready to do the last step of your nail day, which is putting them to the test, the scratch test. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who just can’t help but adore when you leave him all marked up, he loves it, and how can you blame him? was he supposed to be normal about having proof straight on his body of just how good he made you feel last night? how could you even consider he'd do such a thing? this man is not normal about you in general. 

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who knows your entire wardrobe like the back of his hand, half of it because he bought it, the other half because of how often he’s watching you, definitely a “i look at you more often than you think” kinda guy. he’s very proud of just how well he knows his baby.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who remembers all of your food preferences and orders, knows all of your allergies, all of your icks and all of your friend’s gossips because he’s just so well behaved! he won't tell anyone, he never would! he's your joshy! you can trust him to keep all of your secrets, forever.

⪩⪨ boyfriend!joshua who’s very open about the fact that he wants to marry you, live the rest of your lives together, maybe with a kid if you’re into that, maybe just dogs if that’s better for you, he got his own wishes when it comes to creating a family, but at the end of the day; this man has one priority, and she has a name. whatever is best for you, it’s the best for him.

⪩⪨ husband!joshua who no matter how long it has passed since you got married, has not lost even a little bit of his obsession with you. his precious flower, his cute little thing, his darling, his sweet girl, that’s all you’ll ever be to him, all his to love and protect, forever.

ㅤ✿︎夏ㅤ all of these stories will be posted in cronological order and will follow the same reader, kind of like a multi choice otome game .

ㅤㅤㅤ# for 𝒜𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎

ning² — 08 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

winter — 08 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

giselle — 06 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst.

karina — 09 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, angst + religious themes.

ㅤㅤㅤ# for 𝑁𝐶𝑇 𝒟𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚

jisung — 10 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

chenle — 05 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

jaemin — 10 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst + jealousy.

haechan — 03 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut.

jeno — 07 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

renjun — 04 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

mark — 06 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader + religious themes.

ㅤㅤㅤ# for 𝒲𝑎𝑦𝑣

yang² — 10 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

hendery — 08 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

dejun — 07 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

ten — 10 chapters, will include tooth rotting fluff, smut, light angst that doesn't affect the reader.

kun — 02 chapters, will include tooth rotting platonic fluff, pretty much siblings dynamic.

★ ˙ ̟ ─── . “pega rapaz”.

— namorado! hannie × leitora. — 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮: sugestivo. — 𝗽𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘃𝗿𝗮𝘀: 2601. — 𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀𝗼𝘀: pegação, 90s, ciúmes, discussão bobinha, insinuação de sexo, amor (tesão) jovem, exibicionismo & linguagem imprópria. — 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗮𝘀: aqui ele é sobrinho da rita lee, gente.

𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒆. um namorado lindo, fiel, gentil e tarado.

ai tem umas coisas que vocês me dizem que realmente tornam meus dias melhores, vei... olha que motivacional ler isso aqui

───── ✶ 𝓣odinha 𝓜inha .ᐟ

───── " just let me adore you. like it's the only thing i'll ever do."

𓂃 Ꮺ ❪ ✶ ❫ 𝓟. lee chittaphon. x fem!reader.

𓂃 Ꮺ ❪ ✶ ❫ 𝓖ênero. fluff.

𓂃 Ꮺ ❪ ✶ ❫ 𝓐visos. acredito que nenhum.

𓂃 Ꮺ ❪ ✶ ❫ 𝓝otas. eu tinha planos de postar uma outra coisa, mas não tive muito tempo para elaborar algo bacana. foi aí que vi isso aqui, que já estava criando teias de aranha nos meus rascunhos, e então tomei vergonha na cara e terminei de escrever. o bala chitta + gatos é um tópico muito sensível para mim, amo demais. espero que gostem. <3 ( não foi revisado )／𝓦c. 1814.／𝓛ista 𝓓e 𝓛eitura.