kyra

⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ────── ♰ kyra – O5's – she/her – mdni ♰ ────── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅

about my blog: i write smut, and maybe i'll write some fluff stuff someday, this blog is NOT FOR MINORS. i mainly write about ateez. eng is NOT my first language, and i'm still learning. feel free to comment, like, and reblog my posts! i love reading comments and answering them!

groups i stan: ateez, p1h, bnd, bts. . .

requests are open! feel free to make your request!

my carrd!

tws: established relationship, p in v, raw sex, cursing, clit stimulation(?), mention of recording the act (i think)

author's note: first time writing something about hongjoong, kinda nervous lol, I've been having this idea in my head since FOREVER so enjoy :3 english is NOT my first language, MDNI, have fun reading this (ゝω・´★)

word count: 534

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His head was spinning, his heart was pounding so hard he felt it would burst out of his chest, and having your arms around his neck, moaning against his ear, wasn't helping at all.

"Shit— slow down a bit, babe. Fuck—" His hands gripped your skirt—damn you for wearing something so short when you came to visit him to his studio—his grip was so tight his knuckles turned white, but he didn't actually make any effort to get you to stop. Instead, he just leaned back in his chair, letting go of your skirt and making fists with his hands and bringing them to his head, trying not to make a sound, but couldn't help but let out a shaky sigh as you rode him like your life depended on it. The tip of his ears were red, his lower lip was probably going to bleed from how hard he were biting it, and his eyes were closed, trying to focus on something else.

"What you doing? Look at me." The sound of your voice made him open his eyes; your hand was already on his chin, forcing him to look into your eyes. You looked so beautiful, flushed, your breath ragged, and your legs probably already a little sore.

"I'm not looking at you because if I do, I'll come faster, silly."

You pinched one of his cheeks at the gentle, playful insult, making him smile a bit, but you still leaned back slightly, placing your hands on his knees for support as your hips moved up and down. "You say it like it's a bad thing."

"I don't want to look bad in front of you."

You chuckled, though a whimper escaped your lips, as you felt his thumb slowly and torturously massage your clit, making your legs feel weak for a few seconds. That gave Hongjoong time to take hold of your waist with one hand, keeping you still while his other hand brought the hem of his shirt to his mouth, biting it to keep it out of the way and just so he could see how his dick disappeared inside of you. Then he moved that hand back between your legs, massaging the bud that made you clench around him. Hongjoong smiled as he looked up, watching how you kept your mouth in agape while you watched his finger stimulate you as your hips buckled against his touch almost unconsciously. Finally, he began to move his hips, thrusting up into you with quick, deep strokes, making you feel weaker with each one.

tws: established relationship (wooyoung x f!reader), dirty talk, p in v, raw sex, praising, nicknames (baby, babe, sannie), voyeurism (???), cursing.

author's note: I've having this in my drafts FOREVER and I finally managed to finish it yayy!!! english is NOT my first language, MDNI, have fun reading this :3 AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART 2 (o≧▽≦)ﾉ

word count: 1328

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San has been over this shit since the first time Wooyoung told him that his girlfriend was spending the night. And he didn’t have a problem with it, he still doesn't because he likes you, and you guys actually get along pretty well. But when the night arrives, he literally can hear everything, and when i say everything is fucking everything.

The first time, San just put on his headphones, and that… helped, until it didn't.

How can someone be so fucking loud while trying to not be?!

He swore he heard all of the times Wooyoung told you to stay quiet, how his roommate told you that HE might hear you, how that little fucker even had the nerve to say:

“You just want Sannie to hear you, don't you? You want him to know how loud you are while I fuck you?”

And today it was just another day, another day where you were coming over… and where he was definitely going to hear you both again.

San was in his room, playing with his phone, not doing much really, until he heard a moan, “here we go again…” he thought as one of his hands reached out automatically, looking for his headphones, which usually were in his nightstand, but then he remembered.

Wooyoung had borrowed his headphones…

Perfect! Absolutely perfect!

San groaned, tossing his phone to the side as he ran both of his hands over his face, looking up at the ceiling as he heard the first noises coming from the other side of the wall, which he shared with Wooyoung's room.

“Look at you, baby, riding me so eagerly, you've been craving it, haven't you?” San managed to hear Wooyoung’s voice, it was raspy, almost a whisper, but he still heard him.

And he also managed to hear your response. “Shut up. San might… hear us.”

Might? He was already hearing both of you right now.

“It's a bit hot, though. Don't you think so?” That catched San's attention, he even sat up, pressing his ear against the wall to hear the conversation more clearly.

“What do you mean?” Wooyoung chuckled at your question, his hands ran over your thighs as you slowed your movements.

“Just think about it, babe. Our little Sannie hearing us… I bet he already heard us, you're very fucking loud.”

San heard how you hit Wooyoung,—his chest—followed by his laugh.

“You even clenched around me. The idea turns you on, doesn't it?” He teased you, giving you that stupid smug smile as he leaned closer to you.

“You're just a fucking pervert.” You replied as your hands came up to rest on your boyfriend's shoulders.

Wooyoung gasped dramatically, as if he was truly offended by your words before he switched your positions, pinning you against the mattress, his hands resting on each side of your head. “And so are you.” He leaned in, capturing your lips into a slow and sensual kiss as he began to roll his hips against yours, just as slowly as the kiss. Your moans were swallowed by his lips before a gasp escaped from your lips when one of his hands went to the back of one of your thighs, pressing it against your chest, allowing himself to go deeper inside of you while he picked up the pace, making you moan louder. Wooyoung broke the kiss, just to press his free hand over your mouth to prevent you from being too loud.

"Stay quiet, baby. We don't want Sannie to wake up, do we? Or maybe you want him to hear how good i'm fucking you? mhn?”

That.

That was fucking IT.

Now you were the ones who were going to listen to him. San jumped out of bed, opened the door, and went straight to the next room. Just as he'd mustered the courage to tell you both to shut the fuck up or at least wait until he wasn't in the apartment to do your... things, he noticed the door was ajar, and his breath caught in his throat. The view was... good, I mean, it didn't bother him... at least not that much. You looked so beautiful, holding Wooyoung's forearms as he watched how he whispered things in your ear that made you blush.

"You're so cute when you blush, makes me wanna fuck you harder."

Every word that came out of Wooyoung's mouth seemed dirtier than the last, and San found himself frozen there, staring at you all in the darkness of the hallway like a damn pervert.

"You like it when I talk dirty to you, don't you? you're squeezing me so tight… you want me to fill you up again? You're so filthy, baby, always wanting more and more."

San heard you giggle against your boyfriend's hand, followed by a light slap on Wonyoung's cheek before you grabbed his chin with one hand, and removed his hand from covering your mouth with the other, crashing your lips against his.

He watched how his best friend changed the angle of his thrusts, making your brows arch as your mouth stayed in agape, your lips brushed against his before you bit his lower lip, seeing how Wooyoung smiled at that before his tongue ran over your lower lip in return.

“Feels good, doesn't it?” His lips brushed against yours as he spoke.

“You know it does.”

That cocky expression he made at your answer only made you pinch one of his nipples, to which he whined, laughing before his hands went down to grab your ass, giving it a squeeze.

“Very rude.” He replied between playful and raspy laughs as his hands slid from your ass to your hips, making you gasp since he had lifted your hips up to have a better angle. Your toes curled as you threw your head back, one of your hands covered your mouth while your eyes rolled in nothing but pleasure as his tip brushed against that sensitive spot inside of you that made you weak.

San's breath hitched, and he gulped, taking a step back unconsciously, feeling how his sweatpants were suddenly tighter than before. All the courage he'd mustered vanished when he looked down, noticing he'd gotten a fucking boner by watching his best friend and his girlfriend fuck. It was one thing to hear them, but quite another to literally see them doing it…

He took another step back, and this time his back hit the wall, causing the clock hanging there to fall. After the impact, silence, pure and deathly silence, followed by soft footsteps and the rustling of fabric. San froze completely, his face almost white. He didn't know whether to run, hide, stand there, scream, or stay silent. Only the light from the room in front of him suddenly hitting his face brought him back to reality. It was Wooyoung, his hair disheveled, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his shorts on backward.

"Hey, everything alright here?" He asked as he leaned against the doorframe and closed the door behind him to cover anything that his friend might see inside—a bit late for that.

“Yeah… I just tripped.” San swallowed a bit too hard, and that made Wooyoung raise an eyebrow before he let out an amused laugh.

“You sure? You seem a bit… pale.” Wooyoung was clearly teasing San, and he was clearly not having it.

“I tripped, okay? And can you guys keep it down? I'm trying to sleep.”

Wooyoung's smile only grew wider as his gaze roamed over San's entire body, stopping at where his friend had put his hands to cover himself—he was so obvious, it was almost endearing.

“Sure, no problem at all.” Wonyoung chuckled, waving a hand to San as his free hand opened the door, and before he closed it, he gave him one last smile. “Just knock next time if you wanna see more clearly, yeah?” Followed by a wink.

Huh?

pairing: bf!maknaeline & f!reader

genre: smau, suggestive and comedy

summary: u ask them to open your relationship

tws: swearing, suicidal jokes and no more ig

author's note: these are so fun to make omfg, english is NOT my first language, MDNI and enjoy :3

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san

pairing: bf!hyungline & f!reader

genre: smau, suggestive and comedy (i think)

summary: u ask them to open your relationship

tws: swearing, suicidal jokes, mention of three somes, idk

author's note: HELLO im back after MONTHS (I think, cause I don't even remember), SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IN SO LONG, I've been busy, but I'll try to post more often! english is NOT my first language, MDNI and enjoy :3

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hongjoong

MY FUCKING GODDDD im gonna kms

tws: established relationship, p in v, sex in a public space (??? a bathroom lol), raw sex, praising, mirror sex (i think), nicknames (baby, pretty girl, good girl)

author's note: heyy, this is my first drabble ever so I hope u guys like it, and sorry for not posting much, ive been pretty busy hehe... english is NOT my first language, MDNI

word count: 725

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you heard a shaky sigh behind you. your hands gripped the sink in front of you as you lifted your head, finding your boyfriend's slightly flushed face behind you. he had the hem of his shirt between his teeth for a better view, while one hand firmly gripped your waist and the other guided his hard cock toward your entrance, letting the tip in first, which made you both moan.

you let your head fall forward as mingi slowly slid inside you, his teeth leaving his shirt only to lean forward, pressing a kiss to your neck as his arms wrapped around your waist, pressing his chest against your back.

“you looked so pretty, baby… ‘m sorry for being so impatient, do you forgive me? please do, i promise i'll be good, mhn?” his husky and raspy voice sent shivers down your spine, making your skin prickle as one of his hands traveled down your stomach to between your legs. his ring and middle fingers slowly rubbed your clit while his lips grazed your ear. his eyes never left your face as he watched you writhe against him, feeling your back arch and a breathless moan escape your lips. “holy shit, baby… you look so pretty, and you're so wet for me, you were just as impatient as me, weren't you, my pretty girl?”

you lifted your head slowly, and when you looked down through your reflection in the mirror, you took in your expression, your lipstick was slightly smudged, your hair a little disheveled, you could see how your panties were now down your knees and your skirt was hiked up, making you feel exposed, which caused your pussy to unconsciously clench around mingi's cock, which made him let out a yelp and drop his head onto your shoulder as the hand that was between your legs went to grip your waist. “fuck—”

a soft laugh left your lips, echoing in the small bathroom where both of you were, and then you pressed a chaste kiss on his temple as one of your hands patted his head affectionately. “sorry, baby, you can start moving now.” without needing you to repeat it, mingi started to thrust into you, slowly as his moans were muffled by your skin. and on the other hand, you pressed your forehead against his temple, your own moans filled his ears as the wet sounds of your bodies slapping together echoed there—and luckily, no one would hear due to the loud music that separated your small world from the party outside the room.

mingi lifted his head, just to find how your mouth was slightly open, moaning against his ear so perfectly, your pretty boobs bouncing with each thrust as he fucked you…

“look at you, baby. you're doing so well, taking me like the good girl you are… come on, take a look at yourself, see how perfect you look while i fuck you.” his words made you squirm under him, and when he saw that you didn't obeyed, he stopped his movements, earning a pathetic whine from you, and his hands took your wrists, then grabbed them with only one hand, pressing them against your lower back while his free hand went to your face, taking your chin and forcing you to look at your reflection in the mirror.

“see? perfect, don't you think?” mingi smirked behind you as he pulled out of you, but not completely, just to push himself inside of you again with a sharp thrust, which had you rolling your eyes, and consequently, looking away; you felt your boyfriend's ring and middle fingers sliding into your mouth. and you could taste your own fluids on his fingers, which you licked, your tongue ran over his fingers as you licked them clean. mingi's smirk only widened as he saw your reflection in the mirror, and he began to move his hips again, this time setting a faster pace, while his other hand firmly held your wrists to keep you balanced. you could see your boyfriend's gaze move from your face to his own, to his fingers in your mouth, to your breasts, and when he stopped looking in the mirror, his eyes went down, taking in the sight of how his cock disappeared inside your wet and warm heat.

pairing: bf!maknaeline & f!reader

genre: smau and comedy

summary: u make them think that you have tinder

tws: swearing, suicidal jokes, a bit of shade towards wooyoung, idk what else should I put here 😭

author's note: not me laughing at my own shit bro... english is NOT my first language, MDNI and enjoy :3

part 1

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san