Young Queen👑

OKAY. So my limit for ships is 5 groups. But since it’s your birthday Sunday, I’ll do all 8 of them! 

I based my ships on your photo on you account. You’re so pretty btw! :)

Happy early birthday! :)

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In Seventeen, I ship you with: Mingyu!

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In Big Bang, I ship you with: G-Dragon!

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In BTS, I ship you with: J-Hope!

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In EXO, I ship you with: Suho!

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In NU’EST, I ship you with: Baekho!

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In GOT7, I ship you with: Bambam!

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In SHINee, I ship you with: Taemin!

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In VIXX, I ship you with: Hyuk!

Requested by anon: Rapmon gives you a oil massage at home then its lead to slow, sensual sex. Smut please

This took me ages to finish. I’m so glad that it’s over and done with. I can finally RELAX… ho ho ho… see what I did there? I’m sooo funny (someone stop me before it’s too late). Anyways, as always, I hope that you guys enjoy!~

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Naked skin tingling with the anticipation of his touch, you obediently laid down and waited for him. Your eyes couldn’t help but follow his hands as he lathered them with oil, coating each of his digits as he smirked down at you.

The bed sank under his weight as he straddled your legs, making himself comfortable. Index finger smoothly gliding along the curve of your back, he leaned down to press his soft lips against the shell of your ear. Your muscles tensed under his touch as he softly whispered into your ear.

“I’ll make you feel good, baby. Just relax.”

You hummed in response as his hands slid up and down the expanse of your back. Both palms applied just the right amount of pressure to your sides as his fingers teasingly brushed against the periphery of your breasts with every motion.

Hands stopping at your hips, his thumbs pressed small, tight circles into your lower back. He took his sweet time working his way up to the base of your neck. A breathy moan escaped your lips when he started to gently massage all of the stress out of your shoulders.

You were almost too distracted by his skilled hands to notice him pressing a wet kiss against your neck. He scraped his teeth against the small patch of skin before sinking his lips back down on it, softly sucking as his hands continued to work you.

Hearing your whimpers of gratification encouraged him to go further. Keeping his skilled lips pressed against your neck, he continued to elicit needy gasps from you as his strong hands released your shoulders. A satisfied moan fell from your lips as you felt his hands mould against your breasts, innocently massaging the plump, soft flesh that fell subject to his all too eager hands. Two bold fingers brushed against your hardening nipples, revealing the lewd intentions behind this almost innocent action.  

You pushed yourself up off of the bed to rest comfortably on your elbows, better exposing your chest to Namjoon’s hungry hands. Taking full advantage of your new position, his fingers once again found your tiny, erect buds, rolling them between his thumb and index finger. Whimpering from this pleasurable assault on your sensitive nipples, you looked over your shoulder to search for Namjoon’s lips but the sight that you were greeted with instead was a thousand times better.  

“Namjoon-”

His stare met yours, bottom lip trapped between tightly clenched teeth, glazed over eyes running over your body with want. His pure need for you almost painfully etched on his face. Freeing his lip, he leaned down to capture yours. Lips pressed together as teeth gently sunk into your bottom lip, tugging before quickly pulling away. The brief kiss left you wanting more and you could tell that it had the same effect on him.

He made his way off the bed, getting up to strip himself of the few pieces of clothing that he had somehow managed to keep on. Rolling over to lay on your back, you were able to get a better view of his nearly naked body. You couldn’t help but lick your lips as your eyes wandered from his sculpted chest and toned stomach to the bulge forming beneath his tight boxers.

Noticing your heavy stare, Namjoon leisurely brought both hands to the waistband of his boxers and, even more slowly, began tugging them down. You frowned at his obvious teasing and were on the brink of whining for him to hurry the fuck up when your eyes widened at the sight of his finally bare, proud member.

You discreetly rubbed your legs together in attempt to subdue the fiery sensation that struck your already dripping core as you waited for him to return to you. He scowled at this action, crawling onto the bed to grab your ankles, forcing your legs apart before firmly planting his palms to hold down both thighs.

“Only I get to make you feel good tonight, baby.”

Your legs relaxed as he eased himself between them. Eyes quizzically studying your own, two curious digits trailed up your thigh to the source of the fire burning within you. His fingers slowly traced over your slit, circling around your entrance before sliding in with ease. An embarrassingly high-pitched yelp fought its way past your lips despite your efforts as he instantly began to move the digits inside of you, pressing against your most sensitive spots with a level of expertise and precision that had you shamelessly crying out for more in seconds.

His fingers left your soaked walls and you cursed the empty feeling that you were left with.

“Namjoon, more. I need more. Please~”

Namjoon smiled down at you, content with how desperately needy you were for him.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

His words, dripping with copious amounts of pride and cockiness, caused your building up frustration to burst.

“Fuck you.”

You snapped, securely wrapping your legs around his hips and bringing his throbbing need to your own. You couldn’t help but feel smug at the sharp inhale that rewarded your ears when your heat brushed against his. Chest to chest and hips to hips, your lips met once again, this time more sloppily passionate with desire. His sly tongue snuck into your mouth, clashing with yours as things became more heated.

Tongues fighting for dominance, you rocked your hips against his with more force, causing his hard member to glide through your soaking lips. You gasped into Namjoon’s mouth, finally feeling him against your entrance. Lips tore apart as eyes met, silently begging and willingly giving approval.

Maintaining eye contact, Namjoon pressed into you, searching your face for any traces of pain or discomfort but finding none. Your nails scratched a trial down his back as he fully entered you, walls stretching around his member with slight, familiar pain. Face buried in the crook of your neck, he patiently waited for you to adjust to his size.

Your hips swivelled against his, giving him the signal that he needed from you to start. His hips drew away from yours, member nearly pulling all the way out before pushing its way back in. You groan at the feeling, loving the way that Namjoon always filled you so perfectly.

His pace was completely unrushed, member thrusting into you only to languidly pause fully sheathed before almost reluctantly pulling back out. He loved the feeling of your tight, warm walls surrounding him and would do anything to keep them that way.

You whined after an almost annoyingly long pause of him staying buried inside of you before deciding to take matters into your own hands. Lifting off of the mattress, you angled your hips upwards to buck against his. A muffled moan pressed against your neck as your movement caused his member to plunge deeper into your tight warmth.

He got the idea and picked up his pace, resting his elbows on either side of your head to hold himself up as he thrusted in and out of you. Your hands met his flushed cheeks to lovingly pull him down for a kiss, stifling the broken cries of his name with his lips. 

Fingers raked through his silky hair, silently warning him that you were close when two fingers pressed against your clit. You moaned at the invigorating pleasure that flooded your system as your walls clenched down on him, making him groan in the same intoxicating bliss. Your fingers tightened their grasp as you felt yourself plummeting over the edge. 

You whimpered as he continued to pound into you, riding out your orgasm and chasing his own. It didn’t take long before you felt his thrusts become more erratic, finally finding his release. He poured himself into you, hips stuttering as he gasped for air. 

Your fingers gently ran through his locks, pushing the sweaty strands plastered to his forehead away from his face before inviting him into your embrace. He enthusiastically accepted, snuggling into the comforting warmth of your body. Whispering soft words of praise while twirling tuffs of his hair around you finger, he smiled his adorable dimpled smile, perfectly content with using you for a pillow, as you soothed him to sleep.