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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You and Jongin take on dangerous, thrilling jobs to fund your lifestyle, and tonight wasn’t anything different.
𝐀𝐍: So I was listening to Kai’s solo album (check it out if you haven’t) and there is a song called Ride Or Die that I absolutely love. I’ve listened to it so much that I got inspired to write this. I hope you enjoy it! And thank you @sugasbabiie for looking at this once again.
“Fuck, the cops are here! We have to go now!” You shout, rushing out of the building.
You and Kai hurry into the car, keys already in your hand as you turn the ignition while he holds the bags of money. You speed away from the bank, your foot firmly pressed onto the gas pedal as you weave through traffic. The blue and red lights from the cop cars are not too far behind, the annoying sirens blaring from its speakers. Your adrenaline is through the roof, matched with your anxiety, and you want to scream your way out of this scenario until you make it home. But then you look over at Kai, who reassuringly places his hand on your leg, encouraging you to stay calm and evade the authorities.
Summary: Between balancing work and his life at home, Jongin hasn’t had his way with you in a while.
Jongin woke up to the sound of his baby’s cries. He rolled over in the bed, glancing at the clock on the nightstand. It was a little after four, he noticed. It felt like he’d gotten in bed with you a little over an hour ago and, apparently, the baby was awake. You groaned from next to him, nudging him.
You mumbled, “You go…”
Jongin didn’t mind. He knew that you were exhausted. It was what parenthood did to new parents. Kyung-Mi was six months old and, at times, she could be a handful. She fell asleep earlier than usual and without eating. The two of you had debated whether you should wake her up to eat or to see if she’d sleep through the night. Unfortunately, they chose to sleep and now they were paying the consequences.
He stood up from the bed, heading toward the crib. Kyung-Mi had rolled over onto her stomach and her bottom lip was stuck out into her trademarked pout, along with her tear-stained face. Jongin smiled and picked her up.
“Hi princess,” he whispered, bouncing her in his arms. “Are you uncomfortable?”
She whined in his arms as he laid her on the changing table. He checked her diaper and changed her. He smiled at her for a moment, as she grabbed onto her foot. He picked her up again, taking her into the kitchen. She started getting fussy again as Jongin went to prepare her bottle, whining and poking her lip out.
“You make that face just like mommy when you’re upset,” he said, smiling.
Truth be told, Kyung-Mi looked more like Jongin but it seems as though his daughter still had some of your facial expressions. He toted his baby back and forth around the kitchen, preparing the formula. He sat Kyung-Mi in his lap at the kitchen table while he waited for the milk to warm up. While they waited, he bounced his daughter in his lap. This brought a wide, gummy smile to her face.
“There’s that smile,” he said, in the sing song-y voice that made Kyung-Mi giggle.
➳ published: 06.12.21
➳ co-workers!au || genre: smut || rated: m
➳ pairing: kim jongin x fem!reader
➳ summary: when the fruit is forbidden, it tastes so much sweeter
➳ word count: 1.4k
➳ warnings: office teasing, mentions of voyeurism, oral (fem receiving)
Pretty girl you’re like peaches
It’s a Soft embrace
Sweetness that spreads in my mouth
Feels good to be the bad guy
His hands faintly travel over your body, teasing and tempting, his lips ghosting over your neck, causing you to shiver with delight as a breath leaves you in a low moan, causing Jongin’s chest to rumble in his own pleased tone. “This is wrong,” you whisper, he hums like he agrees but you can feel the smirk on his lips. “Jongin-”
“Say my name like that again,” you repeat the way you said it, a breathy moan even though you were trying to warn him about such behaviour. “Fuck, I love it when you say my name like that.” You know you should pull away from him, he knows that he shouldn’t be giving into such temptation but he cannot help himself, not when your chest is flushed, cheeks warm and if his hand was to slide between your legs, Jongin knows you’d be wet without him having to touch you.
“We’re at work.” You say, trying to will yourself to care.
“Like that matters at all.” He’s right, it doesn’t matter where you are because Jongin’s hands are slipping under your blouse and his fingertips are sweetly travelling over your bare skin. You desperately wish he was touching, feeling all the places of your body that has you crumbling in his hands but no, that would be far too easy. “It feels so good to be the bad guy, to be the one who ruins you like nobody else can.”
Oh, how right he is. How frustratingly correct he is because no matter what you try to do, no matter what you try to convince yourself that you don’t long for his touch, the moment that you see him, your body is already craving him without being anywhere near you. Putty in his hands.
“I bet you’ll be sitting in your seat, grinding down on the cushion and wishing it was my lap.” He groans in your ear as large hands hold you close, a hard bulge pressed against your rear, “making a wet mess as you try not to cum because we both know you aren’t quiet.” That chuckle he has is almost teasing, mocking you because you can’t argue with him, not when you are pushing back against him and doing nothing more than proving his unspoken point.
You are addicted to him, just like he is addicted to you.
His watch beeps, breaking the spell as he pulls away quickly, letting you go and running his hand through his hair as Jongin exhales slowly. “My place later?” You ask, the haze clouding your judgement slowly fading now that Jongin’s now a step away from you. You can think clearly when his hands aren’t on you but the spell is always cast when they manage to find themselves on your body – no matter whether it’s an appropriate time for them to be.
Shaking his head, you pout in disappointment, “not tonight baby girl. I have that meeting to attend, remember?” You make a small sound as you tuck in your blouse, straightening your skirt but it’s not until you’re fixing your hair that Jongin steps closer, tilting your chin up to look at him. “Ah, don’t pout.” You can’t help but pout more, “if the meeting finishes early enough, I’ll text you, hm?” It’s not exactly what you want, not really a promise that he would be around later, but it’s better than leaving you completely high and dry after having worked you up like this.
“Fine,” you mumble before Jongin pecks your pout and opens the door, peeking around to see if anyone is coming. “I’ll see you later, maybe.” Jongin smiles and nods before you head out with your head held high despite your heart still racing, feeling the stickiness between your legs as you walk and gaining a few dirty looks from female workers as you walk to the elevator.
Under the guise of meetings, Jongin calls you to his office and locks the door, it’s completely unprofessional and if anyone ever found out then you both would be out of a job but isn’t that part of the fun? The thrill of getting caught, the fact that you really shouldn’t be sleeping with your director but here you are, once, twice, maybe thrice a week, having an office romance without anyone knowing – even if it’s forbidden.
Lips meet under the midnight moon’s glow, fingers intertwining as naked bodies pressed together on satin sheets. Jongin’s hunger for you tonight is unmatched to any other night, a stressful day in the office causing his hands to grab and hold you tighter, to want you closer, feel more of you and you’re happy to oblige. “Jongin,” you sigh out his name when you break the kiss for a breath of air, head tilting back as his soft lips travel down the curve of your neck, attaching to that little spot below your ear that he knows drives you crazy. “I don’t think I can- I don’t think I can cum again.”
He hushes you as he pulls away, looking at the slight discolouration that he’s left behind before smiling at you and pecking at your kiss-swollen lips. “Once more baby girl, do you think you’ll be able to do it once more?” The way he’s licking his lips has you already clued in on what he’s wanting to do and so you close your eyes, letting out a low whine while his lips are back on your heated skin, travelling down your body, the taste of salt not deterring him as he heads for that sweet nectar dripping from your core.
You gasp, his teeth teasing your pert nipple, bud standing erect and sensitive as he gives it a gentle tug before sucking on it, letting your hands go so that you run fingers through his hair and so he can touch you freely. Your other breast isn’t ignored, his hand massaging and teasing your other nipple until he is satisfied; your moans are soft, his touch is tender like he’s worshipping your body, thanking the heavens that you are there with him.
Lower, and lower, his lips nearly travel over every inch of your skin, his hands touching every dip and curve of your waist as he reaches his final destination. What a sight he is, settled between your legs and looking up at you with that devilish smirk on his lips while two fingers collect your slick mixed with his own cum and push it back into you. You moan, eyes on him, mouth open as your chest rises and falls with deep breaths because you are trying so desperately to keep yourself from falling over that edge too quickly, wanting this to last. “I’ve always wanted to taste you,” he says. His low timbre coming from against your cunt, so close that you can feel his warm breath against your lower lips, you clench around nothing which seems to amuse him more. “I’m going to take my time with this,” his tongue glides through your lips before he sucks on your clit, the bundle of nerves sending tingles up your spine. “Fuck, you taste so sweet.”
It’s a lewd sight, the way Jongin eats you out like he’s eating a juicy peach but you can’t miss a moment of it as your eyes are glued to his face, or what you can see of his face as he slowly runs his wet muscle up and down your slit while his fingers curl against your g-spot. Your hips roll, grinding against his face while he pulls away and chuckles. “Wha-” You’re about to complain but Jongin shakes his head, licking your mess off his lips before helping you sit up and switch position.
“Ride my face,” he says the words like he’s asking you to go and grab him a glass of water from the kitchen. “I want you to ride my face until you cum, can you do that, Princess?” That pet name has you tensing your thighs and nodding, doing as you’re told and shyly moving over top so that you’re hovering above him. Hands grip your hips as he shuffles with hungry eyes locked onto your glistening core and without any warning, Jongin pulls you down, tongue slipping inside your clenching walls as he drinks you in, moaning lowly like a man finally getting to drink from the spring.
Your love, this romance, it’s something that isn’t allowed because of the company policy but Jongin’s tasted the forbidden fruit, he’s had you on his tongue, there’s no way he’s giving you up now.
a/n: special thanks to the people who waited and supported the trailer of my first completed fanfic. and also, shout out to my best friends who proofread and helped me through this fanfic. you’re the best. ly.
(head cover by aqupistau) (edited)
Warm breath and the feeling of skin attached to your legs woke you up. It was the legs of your soon-to-be husband, Kim Jongin. He was in a deep sleep, and his gorgeous face looked tired, his mouth agape as he released an exhale of his morning breath. You expected this would happen because of what happened last night.
To celebrate your engagement, you had a double date dinner with your friend, Baekhyun, and his husband, Chanyeol. While he wore a simple and clean-cut suit with a button-down dress shirt, you wore this backless burgundy cocktail dress that accentuated your curves for the dinner date. And the way Jongin looked at you, admiring your physique hugged provocatively by the dress, woke something in him.
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You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
mini masterlist: part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ part 8 ♆ extended epilogue
It was the little things you noticed.
For one, Baekhyun always gave you banana milk before math class. You didn’t know how he knew you never had time to eat breakfast, but he mentioned that you told him once, and it had to be the one time you didn’t remember.
Another would be his romantic side. This included morning texts, random trinkets with post-its on them, and an obnoxious amount of flowers sent to your doorstep. Seulgi always mentioned how the dorm ended up smelling more like a florist store day by day.
And then, there were dates. He’d occasionally ask you out for lunch or dinner, and you’d occasionally agree to his advances when you didn’t have to study or felt bored at home. It was surprisingly nice to get out and be with someone other than your bunch of friends, and you appreciated that Baekhyun approached the situation like a friendship instead of a romantic relationship. You got to know him as a person first, and a partner second.
There were a lot of things you learned in the span of a month. One was that Chaeryeong gets immensely terrifying when she is livid. “You what?! You allowed that son of a bitch Byun Baekhyun to get close to you? For a second chance?!”
You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
✈︎ Genre: teacher x student AU, smut, angst
✈︎ Pairing: byun baekhyun x fem reader
✈︎ Warnings: drug abuse, alcohol abuse
✈︎ Author’s Note: ah, finally, with all the angst over, it is time for some fluff. also a smutless chapter, but gear in for a ride, because next chapter is going to be the FINALE!
mini masterlist: part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ part 8 ♆ extended epilogue
Jongin took you to his place instead of your house for the night, afraid of what you would do if you were alone. You went in and out of sleep a couple of times, but you ended up sleeping through the whole afternoon until Chaeryeong came over to snap you awake.
“Move.”
“Chae—,”
“No, Jongin. Stop defending her because she doesn’t need it.” When Chaeryeong barged into his room, you were sitting on his bed, spacing out and entirely out of it. She didn’t care, getting a hold of your arm and pulling you out of bed. “Get the fuck up.”
You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
✈︎ Genre: teacher x student AU, smut, angst
✈︎ Pairing: byun baekhyun x fem reader
✈︎ Warnings: drug abuse, alcohol abuse, heavy angst, heavy mental problems, mentions of obsession, psychologically unstable behaviors.
✈︎ Author’s Note: this is very very very heavy shit. i thought last chapter was heavier but no, this one is a lot angstier and a lot… crazier. no smut, because i want to focus on the storyline this chapter. also, there will only be one more chapter remaining as well as a very extended epilogue!
MINI MASTERLIST: part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ extended epilogue
Three days ago, you took the courage to finally approach your parents. Three days ago, you gave Baekhyun the final blow. Three days ago, you told Jongin the truth.
“He was my math tutor, and he became a fuck buddy of some sort.”
“Seriously? Okay. I wasn’t expecting that,” Jongin muttered as he watched you get dressed into your school uniform.
You zipped up your skirt and quickly tied your hair up into a ponytail. “What are your expectations of me anyway?”
“Well, definitely not one that involves us fucking around. What do people call it these days? Oh, friends with benefits.”
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➳ Werewolf!AU || Twins!AU || Neighbours!AU || Scenario || Genre: Smut || Rated: M
➳ Pairing: Kim Jongin x Reader x Kim Kai
➳ Summary: Your new neighbours, who have been throwing parties every full moon since they moved in, finally invite you to one. You expected a night of dancing and fun - with a hangover the next morning; what you didn’t expect is finding out the handsome neighbours next door are werewolves - and you’re their mate.
Word Count: 3.4k
Warnings: oh god what doesn’t this have, threesome, breeding kink, unsafe sex, daddy kink, choking, cum play, oral, explicit sex, rough sex, dom/sub themes, dirty talk, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, just… the whole goddamn shabang, get your holy water ready, okay?
Author’s Note: i like suffering so suffer with me, this was inspired by @mint-yooxgi ‘s amm, this was meant to be a drabbles, it ended up as just straight filth and i apologise to everyone. please don’t hate me
The party rages on, there’s bodies everywhere you look and the hosts of the party seem to be nowhere in sight - which is weird because who leaves their own party? There are people everywhere and some of them you recognise from when you’ve peeked out your window but you still don’t know why they need to have a party every full moon.
You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
✈︎ Genre: teacher x student AU, smut, angst
✈︎ Pairing: byun baekhyun x fem reader
✈︎ Warnings: EXTREME ANGST, I’M NOT KIDDING; car sex AKA semi public sex, degradation, cunnilingus; mentions of psychological disorders; fucked up families and fucked up relationships. you’ve been warned.
✈︎ Author’s Note: okay, I KNOW, LONG OVERDUE. but this chapter is very heavy-handed, please don’t take it with a grain of salt. i don’t think i’ve been so angsty in my life LOL. also, from this chapter onwards, the dynamic is going to shift a little, just until the last few parts because yeah y’all know by now baekhyun is an ass so, let us welcome jongin to the picture, my muse :”)
also wtf the WC really keeps getting longer and longer each chapter fml
MINI MASTERLIST: part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ part 8 ♆ part 9
Something deep down made you drive to Chaeryeong’s house instead of your own. You didn’t think of the consequences you had to face, stealing your mom’s car and leaving the house at midnight. You just needed someone by your side, and she was the first person you thought of.
Arriving at her apartment at 3 in the morning was the last thing you expected to do, but you still rang the doorbell anyway. Moments later, you heard the thudding of footsteps before the door inched open, and Chaeryeong was looking at you in total shock. She was still half-asleep, but the moment she spotted you, her eyes widened. “What the—what happened?”
moodboard credits to my sweetest snowflake and baby bean ❄️ @sehunsthetics baby, thank you so much for your love and support. I really couldn’t have done this without you (♥ω♥*)
summary: Baekhyun blames it on that cursed hippocratic oath that always made him come to your beck and call. But one look at your smiling — although bloodied — face, he realizes he doesn’t mind being your personal nurse.
pairing: Nurse! Baekhyun x Gangster! Reader
genre: Smut and Fluff
warnings: public sex, dirty talk, oral sex (male receiving), descriptive smut, explicit sex, curse words, deep throating, unprotected sex, sleepy morning sex
word count: 13.7k+
author’s note: My one shot attempt at writing smut and fluff! Currently taking a break from Good Thing and I wrote this to get more comfortable with this new genre, I hope you like it! As always, feedback is much appreciated! (Unedited, I apologize in advance for any grammatical errors.)
summary: after several years of fooling around in the bedroom, you and baekhyun decided it was time to find partners and settle down. however, somewhere between the late nights, pillowtalk, and sweet nothings, strings unknowingly attached.
warnings: sweaing, smut (fingering, dirty thoughts, mentions of anal and strangulation. it’s not anything intense)
genre: mature, fwb to lovers, smut, angst, fluff
words: 4.9 (including bonus scene)
author’s note: so i have officially planned out the rest of the fic, and there will be 10 chapters total, meaning that there’s three left after this part!! there will also be a spinoff to ttal once the series ends (it’ll be a one-shot), and i’ll tag everyone as usual!
also i apologize for the wait! there was fall registration, school work, i got in a funky mood, and i still have work so put together all this and what do you get? nearly two weeks with no update!! yay!! all jokes aside, sorry again… i do hope you enjoy this chapter, though <33 and sorry for rushed parts! i promise the final few chapters will be better!
(also, this isn’t proofread yet hehe)
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It’s been seven days.
Seven days since visiting Baekhyun’s parents; seven days since getting into an argument; seven days you last spoke to and saw your boyfriend. Regardless of how many times he’s tried calling, the line goes straight to voicemail; similarly, each text he sends is left unread in your messages. Whenever you see Baekhyun’s contact appear on your cell’s screen, a sharp pain strikes your heart and you recall his brutal words—
‘I’m not the charming prince you’ve been waiting for to sweep you off your feet, so take me out of that bullshit dream of yours. It’s never going to come true.’
After hearing those words, how could you respond? It was both infuriating and upsetting. Part of you wanted to talk things out and forgive him whereas another part of you wanted to punch him where the sun doesn’t shine. You knew Baekhyun regretted the things he said; the endless messages he sends throughout the day admits that he does. However, he targeted your weakest point, and the cruel words he said that day are still fresh on your mind.
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You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
✈︎ Genre: teacher x student AU, smut, angst
✈︎ Pairing: byun baekhyun x fem reader
✈︎ Warnings: (more specifics in each chapter) age gap, filthy smut, voyeurism, oral sex, dirty talk, cumplay, orgasm denial, dom!baekhyun, degradation, a lot of things
✈︎ Author’s Note: POSTER CREATED BY THE LOVELY @paradigmbaby!
putting this up because i’m finally ready to reveal this shitty smut short fic for you guys. i’m so agsgajda. wow, let’s hope this doesn’t flunk ♡
part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ part 8 ♆ part 9
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You don’t know when you started fantasizing about your math tutor a little too much. You just suddenly desired him in more than ways than one. So when you tumble down a forbidden, dangerous path, you don’t realize that in the midst of all this, there was chaos. Perfect, sweet, chaos in the form of Byun Baekhyun.
✈︎ Author’s Note: omg this took so long to write!!!! pls appreciate that there are two short smut parts in this fic skjsks but also we’re coming into more angst in the next few chaps. enjoy the smut while it lasts😂also idk why the wc keeps going up, i think i’m going crazy lmfao. NOT EDITED, SO PLS LET ME KNOW OF ANY MISTAKES!
✈︎ Length: ~7000 words
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MINI MASTERLIST: part 1 ♆ part 2 ♆ part 3 ♆ part 4 ♆ part 5 ♆ part 6 ♆ part 7 ♆ part 8 ♆ part 9
You didn’t know how you managed to sleep, but when you woke up, your eyes were hurting and a harsh migraine was pounding on your head like a ton of bricks. Your throat felt like the desert, dry and painful, and your lips cracked as you swallowed your saliva. Immediately, you stumbled out of bed, hair sticking out unceremoniously and drool drying out on the corner of your lips. Your footsteps thudded against the wooden floor heavily, and when you reached your restroom, you winced at the reflection staring back at you.
You’ve had your fair share of meltdowns, but you rarely cried. Even when your grandmother passed away, you barely shed a tear. The most you could remember was during 10th grade, when your pet dog passed away from cancer, and you cried so much that your mom had to run out and buy ice cream for you. However, when you went out with Chaeryeong the next day, she could barely see the sadness in your eyes. You moved on so quickly that you thought, fuck, I’m superwoman.
But the girl in front of you was different than the memories you harbored, shattered glimpses of the person you knew. Red eyes, pale skin, chapped lips; there was some sort of darkness in her eyes, baggage you couldn’t seem to fathom. She was like a blackhole, spiraling down an endless pit that made her feel so much more of the agony.
You looked at her, and then you realized that she was you, the broken version of you.
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