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Authors note- day 14! I’m aware I’m posting this late and for the rest of kinktober 2023 each day will probably be posted late/into early November but they will all be posted.
The game started tame, easy questions and harmless dates, but as the night continued they got more heated.
‘Y/n truth or dare?’ Jeno asked from opposite you, downing his beer. ‘Uhh…truth’ you replied, not wanting to follow in the footsteps of some of the earlier dares (mark looked like he was getting cold with his top off).
‘Have you ever had a sexual fantasy or dream about someone playing right now?’ Jeno asked, his mouth in a cheeky smirk as he winked at you. He was so dead for that.
‘Yes’
A few oohs and aahs filled the group, someone asking who, but you quickly hurried the game along, not wanting anything more to come from your round. You nervously glanced to your side, jaemin’s thigh warm against your own. You looked to him, only to see him staring back, his grin wide as he listened to haechan whine across the circle.
‘Hyung I don’t want to pick dare’ he whined, his cheeks red.
‘Doesn’t matter, everyone’s picking truth and it’s boring someone has to pick dare’ Mark replied, softly stroking the younger boys hair sad he pouted.
‘I’ll pick dare.’
Your eyes swung once more to jaemin beside you, his sudden eagerness to play the game getting everyone’s attention.
‘Kiss y/n’s neck’
You barely registered whose voice had made the request, too distracted by jaemins eyes as he looked to you, his gaze lowering to your neck as he inched closer.
Before you could object, you could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin, his lips soft against you as he gently kissed along your neck. For a moment, it felt like the room had emptied, like you were the only two people in the room. His teeth gently bit your skin, snapping you back to reality, back to the stares of your friends as jaemin pulled away from you, a small smirk across his face.
The game continued, the blush on your cheeks slowly disappearing. You felt overly aware of jaemin now, how his thigh touched yours, how his hand had been resting on your foot for the past 20 minutes. Even the smell of his cologne, which usually you dm found comfort it, felt like it was surrounding you, no escape from his aura.
As the night dragged on, the game dwindled out, party guests leaving and the night drawing to an end. You had already agreed with jaemin to sleep at his, his dorm across the street rather than walking the 40 minutes home.
As you grabbed your coat, he met you by the door, his hand on the small of your back as he guided you through the crowded room. The moment felt intimate, in a way that you and jaemin had never been before. He had been your friend for years, and physical affection was a big part of your friendship. But tonight felt different.
As you got to his dorm, you slipped your shoes off, quickly reaching for the pile of clothes you had left there earlier, desperate to get changed. As you stepped into the bathroom, removing your top your eyes were immediately drawn to the spot on your neck that jaemin had earlier kissed.
‘Na Jaemin?! I can’t believe you!’ You were practically shouting as you stormed from the bathroom. His eyes widened as you stood before him, topless and red faced.
‘You bit me?! You bit me and it left a mark?! How am I supposed to cover this up? Why did you bite me?’ You were rambling, shocked by the reddening mark left behind from his earlier attentions.
You waited for his reply, confused by his lack of response and slack-jawed stare.
‘Jaemin why are you looking at me like I have three heads? What is-?’
Your questions were cut off as his lips crashed to yours, his hands on your hips holding you closer as he deepened the kiss. You pulled back from him, his breathing laboured as he looked at you, his gaze son dropping to the floor.
‘Jaemin what-?’
‘Y/n you are stood there. In just a bra. And I have had the biggest crush in you for years and I marked you for christs sake, I mean- how can I keep away from you?’ He asked, his eyes softening as he looked to you, searching in your eyes for an answer to his rhetorical question. But you had no answer, and so you did the only thing you could think to do.
His lips were softer this time, less frantic as you kissed him, his tongue tasting like beer and cake, a sickly sweet mixture that made you crave him even more. His hands found your neck, pulling you closer as he walked you both back toward his bed, your back landing softly on his sheets as he hovered over you.
‘Are you sure about this y/n?’ He asked, his cheeks blushed and eyes frantically searching yours.
‘Yes, just kiss me already’ you replied, your hands reaching out to him, pulling him on top of you as his lips met yours. His hands were delicate, his kiss passionate as he worked you up.
Soon, he was between your legs, your clothes strewn across the floor as he kissed along your calves. He nibbled on your skin as he moved, leaving a trail of hickeys and small bite marks along your legs. When he got to your inner thighs, his bites became slightly harsher, sinking his teeth into the plush skin there. You gasped as he did, certain it would leave a mark but not mad about the fact. You wanted to be marked by him, show the world who you belonged to.
‘Fuck y/n, so perfect for me’ he said, filing his tongue into your entrance. You could only moan in response, your toes curling as he began to chase your high. His teasing had you worked up, and it wasn’t long before you were moaning his name, whining into his sheets as you reached the edge. With your hands tight in his hair, your release covered his chin, your moans filling the room.
He moved from between your legs, kissing and biting his way up your body until his lips met yours, his hands pinning yours to the bed below you as he spoke.
Authors note- day 13! Another short one today apologies that a lot of them are short this year I’ve just been super busy. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to upload tomorrow but if not it’ll be a double upload the day after!
Warnings- smut (minors dni), public sex, unprotected sex, fingering
The bright fluorescent lights were harsh against the darkening sky as you headed in to the shopping centre, looking for the last few essentials before you went away. Your boyfriend was trailing behind you, dragging his feet as he despaired at spending hours in countless shops waiting for you.
You had promised you would be in and out quickly, only getting the necessary things, but your promise was soon broken when you saw the new season clothes freshly laid out in the front of the store.
‘Babe, you don’t mind if I try a couple bits on, right?’ You asked, fluttering your eyelashes at him as he thought about it.
‘Only if you agree to get pizza on the way home’ he said, a grin plastered on his face.
‘Yoon Jeonghan you’re the best. I won’t be long I swear’ you said, swooping various items into your arms and heading to the back of the store, ready to try them all on. He followed behind you, seating himself on the uncomfortable stools outside the changing room doors.
It was late, the store almost empty as you began to try each item on. You sent him back into the store for different sizes a few times, chuckling each time he sighed at you, fluttering your lashes as you pleaded with him that you wouldn’t be too much longer.
As he passed the last load of clothes through the curtain to you, he caught sight of you in the mirror, his eyes widening as he took in the sight before him. The dress you had on was satin, the long red fabric perfectly hugging your curves as it fell to the floor. You bared your back to him, silently asking him to zip the back as you saw his face.
‘What is it?’ You asked, cheeks blushing under his gaze.
‘Wow. Come here’ he says, pulling the curtain closed behind him as he steps further into the fitting room.
‘What- hannie?!’ Your voice rising slightly as his hands found your waist, pulling you closer to him. His lips crashed to yours, silencing any words that might follow as he pressed against you. Your back was flat against the wall as his kiss got more and more feverish, his hands all over your body.
Before you knew it, the dress was off your body, your chest pressed to his as he lifted your ass, his hands holding you up.
‘Hannie, there’s people’
‘Shhh. Don’t let anyone hear us princess’ he said, a smirk across his face as he lined himself up at your entrance, pulling you down on him as he watched your eyes widen. You were quiet, small gasps falling from your mouth, holding your moans. He was quick, his pace increasing as his lips met yours once again, silencing your whines with his kiss as his hands worked over your body.
His fingers were magical, careening you to your high as he chased his own release. Your hands were firm on his back, pulling him closer as you reached the edge. You stifled your moans within his kiss, trying to keep quiet as he released into you.
‘Fuck’
‘I know baby. How about I buy you whatever the fuck you want from this changing room and we go home?’ He said, his hands running through your hair as he tamed the messy strands.
‘Please’ you replied, gently kissing him as he pulled away from you, rearranging himself as you straightened yourself, grabbing a few items to buy before rushing from the store, Ford if giggles surrounding you as you reached your car, the reality of what you had just done finally setting in.
Authors note- day 12! This is very soft and fluffy but still smut (kinda). Hope you enjoy!
Warnings- smut (minors dni), aftercare, sub drop, non-verbal sub, mentions of intense scenes, overstimulation, mentions of edging
‘Fuck, so close fu-‘
Your moans filled the room, your boyfriend deep inside you as you reached your high. He continued to thrust deep into you, pushing you into overstimulation as he chased his own release.
‘That’s it slut, just like that fuck’
His words filled your head, your mind becoming fuzzier and fuzzier as he spoke. Your legs were shaking, your body feeling almost numb from the hours of edging and teasing, only to now be thrust into overstimulation. It was too much for you to handle, a small tear falling down your cheek.
As he reached his high, his hips stilled, and you could feel his release filling you up. As his weight fell on top of you, you couldn’t speak. Your brain was fuzzy, words failing before they made it to your mouth.
It had been an intense scene, carefully planned for days in advance, and one you had thoroughly enjoyed. But now, you felt everything all at once, the overwhelming feeling of everything almost crushing you.
He pulled his weight from you, reaching to the bedside drawers for a tissue, cleaning himself off quickly.
Quickly, but not quick enough. The moments without his contact felt like hours, and soon you were sobbing, tears free falling down your face as you tried to fold your body in on itself. As soon as he heard your cries, he rushed to your side, his fingers threading through your hair as he whispered praises in your ear.
‘Princess, hey? You did so good. So good for me baby, come here’ his voice was soft, quiet in your ear as he pulled you closer to him, his arms wrapping firmly around your body. You couldn’t move, your limbs heavy, but even if you tried his arms would hold you in place.
Your breathing gradually evened out, his words penetrating your mind as your eyes dried slightly, your tears finally stopping. Your skin was prickled with goosebumps, areas of your skin sticky with various substances from the earlier scene, quickly drying down.
You whines as Jacob lightly pulled away from you, his eyes smiling fondly down at you as he snuggled back into you, his phone now in his hand. He sent a quick message to a groupchat, putting the phone down soon after to continue to dote on you. Now that your tears had subdued, he offered you a drink from the water bottle he kept by the bed, small sips refreshing you as he held the bottle steady for you.
As he was about to offer you a small snack, a small knock sounded at the door, followed by a small ‘hyung, it’s ready.’
You could barely hear the voice, too out of it to try and recognise who it belonged to. Before you could think too long on who it could be, Jacob was scooping you into his arms, his grip firm on you as he carried you bridal style from the room. It was barely a few steps from the door to the bathroom, but once in the smaller room, he gently placed you to sit on the toilet, his hands gently trailing the sides of your thighs.
‘You ready to get in baby?’ He asked, his tone soft as he nodded toward the bathtub. The tub was full, steam flowing over the top as bubbles overflowed. With a small nod, you reached for him again, his strong arms helping lift you into the warm soapy water. He moved to sit beside the bath, but your pout changed his mind and instead he slipped in behind you, your back resting on his chest.
His arms lay gently on your stomach, softly washing away anything left there, the soft lather almost hypnotic as you watched the bubbles form and disappear. He tried coaxing conversation from you, but you both knew it wouldn’t work. You were always non-verbal after intense scenes, and as long as you were still fuzzy, your words wouldn’t come back to you.
After a long soak in the bath, and with freshly washed hair, he wrapped you both in a warm towel, hurrying you back to the warmth of his bed. You didn’t know who was responsible, but the bed sheets had been changed, fresh ones ready for you to snuggle into. Across the room, a small tray of crisps, biscuits and chocolates, as well as a few more water bottles awaited you. You made a mental note to thank whoever was responsible, as soon as you were in a better headspace.
Snuggling under the covers, you pulled Jacob closer to you, cuddling into his scent as he pulled the blankets over you, an old Disney film beginning in the background. It wasn’t long before you were asleep, your head still fuzzy from the days events, but content and safe knowing Jacob was beside you.
Sitting on the couch of the studio, you were in awe of your boyfriend. Watching him work was always incredible, his process interesting you beyond belief. As you sat, you felt yourself getting tired, the warmth of the room lulling you to sleep.
‘Channie?’ You asked, gently poking his shoulder, knowing he wouldn’t hear you with his headphone on.
‘Hey, what’s up?’ He asked, putting his headphones around his neck as he spun his chair to face you.
‘It’s kinda warm in here, don’t you think? Can we put the a/c on maybe?’ You asked, not sure where to control the temperature of the small room, and not wanting to disturb his creative process trying to find it.
‘Ahh. About that’ he ran his hand nervously over the back of his neck as he spoke. ‘The a/c is broken. They’re supposed to be fixing it but I don’t know when. That’s why I wore my tank top’ he says, looking at you in your long sleeved jumper as your face fell.
‘I can get some cold drinks if you’d like? And we can lock the door if you wanted to….umm….take your top off?’
As he spoke, you could see the blush rising up his neck, his words slow and awkward as he put forward his suggestions.
‘I….sure I mean I could I just- what about if the others need to come in? Are they not coming back?’ You asked, voice low as if they could hear you.
‘They’re done for the day. I’ll go grab us some drinks.’
As he left the room, you seriously began considering his suggestion. The lack of windows and broken a/c meant you were now sweating, and you knew chan needed to stay at least another hour to get his work done.
Double checking the door lock was all in working order, you slid the lock into place, lifting your jumper over your head, the relief instant as the fabric left your skin. A few minutes later, the door handle was pushed, your heart in your chest, but the door didn’t move.
‘Y/n? Let me in’
You could hear chan muffled through the door, moving to unlock it, hiding yourself behind it in case anyone was walking by.
As he stepped in, he almost dropped the drinks in his hands, mouth open wide as he took in the sight before him. There you stood, in just your bra, arms crossed lightly over your stomach.
‘Uh-umm…..drinks! Yeah umm I got an iced coffee and I got you an iced tea cos I know you won’t drink coffee at this time.’ He was rambling, and you found it endearing, watching as the blush once again worked its way up his skin.
You placed a gentle kiss on his temple, taking your drink from him and sitting back down, continuing with your book. He locked the door, taking his seat back at his desk to continue his work.
You could see his foot tapping restlessly, and as the time went on you could see how he seemed to be doing less and less work. It had barely been 20 minutes before he was slamming his laptop lid shut, the sudden movement startling you.
‘Chan-‘
You barely had time to ask what was wrong before his lips were on yours, his hands soft on the nape of your neck as he held his weight above you. He bit gently on your lower lip, your soft moan giving him entrance to your mouth as he explored your body with his hands. You broke the kiss, your hands firm against his chest as you pushed him back from you.
‘Channie, what-‘
‘The moment I walked in and saw you like that I couldn’t think of anything else.’ He replied, his eyes trailing over your exposed chest as he spoke.
‘Channie, baby it’s way too warm in here for this. Plus anyone could walk in’ you said, trying to rationalise with him.
‘The doors locked and I can cook you down baby, don’t worry’
You had no idea what he meant, your eyes widening as you saw him reach for his drink. He held the plastic cup over your skin, the cold condensation dripping on you your exposed stomach. The cold made you flinch, your legs squeezing together out of instinct.
‘Exactly what I thought might happen’ he said with a smug smile on his face. He removed the lid of his drink, taking an ice cube in his mouth as he hovered over you once more. He began at your neck, holding the ice between his lips and trailing it along your skin, a cold trail left behind. As the ice cube melted smaller and smaller, he made his way back to your lips, passing it to you in a kiss before retracing his previous kisses.
His tongue lapped at your skin, collecting the water trailed behind as he nipped and teased your skin. He made his way lower down your body, your whines encouraging him further as he reached for another ice cube. Your skin was prickled with goosebumps, your hairs stood on edge as he moved.
He started lower this time, his tongue teasing you as his hands trailed over your sides. He found the hem of your leggings, pulling them swiftly off you as he watched the ice melt on your skin. Taking the cube back in his mouth, his lips found your entrance, the cold startling you, your lips lifting as he lapped at your entrance.
The melted water mixed with your arousal, sending shivers down your spine as he continued to tease you. Your fingers ran through his hair, tugging gently on the strands as you got closer and closer to your high.
All of a sudden, the door handle rattled, the sound of jisung from the other side whining startling you both. You moved at lightening speed, redressing yourself as chan straightened himself up.
The door swung open, revealing you both to a shocked jisung. Your lips were swollen, hair messy and jumper still slightly lifted.
‘Hyung? I didn’t realise you were in here. Why was the door locked? You know my keys are always impossible to find. I had an idea for a song I had to come’
The younger continued to ramble, oblivious to the situation he had just disturbed before chan finally stopped his chattering.
‘Use the studio Ji, we were just leaving anyway’ he said, grabbing your hand as he pulled you from the room.
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The steam was thick as the hot water rolled down your back. Shampoo was lathered in your hair as you sang along to the music quietly playing from your phone, your voice drowned out by the water.
You didn’t hear the door open, didn’t see the steam quickly try and escape the room before being once again trapped. You didn’t even hear the sound of clothes dropping on the bathroom tiles as you sang along, blissfully unaware that you now had company.
You began rinsing the suds from your hair, eyes closed allowing for perfect cover for him to slip into the shower, his hand quickly finding your mouth as your lyrics became muddled.
‘Don’t speak’ he said, his voice low behind you, his other hand firm around your waist, preventing you from turning and seeing the man behind you. His grip was firm, bending you forward as he roamed his hand over your body.
With one hand still across your mouth, keeping you quiet, his other found your entrance, slowly teasing along your folds as he kissed along your neck. You could feel the bruises forming where his kisses were rougher, knowing you would be able to see the marks there in the morning.
His fingers entered you, your moans silenced by the hand over your mouth as you clenched around his digits. He was curling them, pulling every whine from your throat as he coaxed you to rock yourself back on his fingers.
The spray of the shower was hot on your back, the steam around you adding to the sensuality of the situation.
‘That’s it baby, just like that’ he said, pulling you back into him more. Before long, he pulled his fingers from you, shoving them deep into your mouth. You could taste yourself on his fingers, the feeling intoxicating as you sucked diligently.
He lined himself up, slowly filling you from behind as you moaned around his fingers, his length thick inside of you. ‘Fuck y/n, so tight princess’ he said, almost growling in your ear.
You couldn’t speak, barely managing to moan and whine around his fingers as he began to move, chasing his high as he thrust deep and fast into you. Your hands found the cool shower wall infront of you, holding yourself up as he increased his pace.
‘Fuck- I..’ it was all you could say before you came undone beneath him, your legs weakening as he continued his pace, showing no sign of slowing. You could feel yourself hedging into overstimulation, your knees buckling, your body held up only by the strength of his hold on you.
His hips began stuttering, his high close as he chased his relentless pace, soon filling you up with his release. His hips stilled, his grip firm on you still as he caught his breath. His fingers stayed in your mouth, your tongue limp beneath the weight of them.
Without warning, he pulled away from you, stepping from the shower, no words exchanged. With him gone, you washed yourself up, finishing in the shower before getting dry and dressed. As you stepped out of the bathroom, not a single person was in sight, your mystery man gone as quick as he appeared.
Authors note - day 9! This was supposed to be day 8 but I didn’t finish it in time sooo day 9 it is! As always I hope you enjoy and please comment or ask any questions or feedback.
The doors were heavy as you trailed through the hybe corridors, arms laden down with heavy bags. You had stocked yourself up with drinks, snacks and other food before heading to the practise room, knowing it was the best way to make sure you would be allowed to stay.
They had been practising long hours, your time with your boyfriend suffering because of it, but today was the last scheduled day of practises for a week, and so you decided to pay them a visit.
You could hear the deep bass through the walls before even opening the door, the music blaring from speakers all over the room. You entered quietly, watching as your boyfriend critiqued his members, pointing out small details that had been missed. He had a knack for noticing the small things- most people wouldn’t notice the mistakes, but to Dino they stood out like a sore thumb.
They needed perfection, and so that is what they would have. The hours and hours of practise would all be for nothing if they made big mistakes while performing, and they all knew this.
As he caught sight of you in the mirror, his firm gaze turned softer, immediately heading in your direction. He grabbed the bags from your hands, passing them on to whoever was closest as he pulled you in for a hug.
‘Hey baby. What are you doing here?’ He asked, surprised to see you. The other members helped themselves to the various treats within the bags, a small chorus of thank yous ringing out from behind Dino.
‘I wanted to see you, I’ve missed you’ you said, a small pout on your lips as you played with the bottom hem of his top.
‘We’re almost done here but I’ve gotta stay late - I’ve got a new danceology choreography I’ve been working on and they want to film next week I need to work on some details.’ He rambled on, running his hands through his hair as he spoke.
‘Babe, it’s fine. I can go if you want or I can stay and keep you company? Entirely up to you.’
‘Keep me company. Please?’ His lips were soft as he kissed you, a gentle peck before running back to his members, ready to run through their choreography one more time.
You took a seat in front of the mirrors, watching as they worked through the routine, in awe at their movements and synchronicity as they moved. By the end of the song, they were all swearing, reaching for the drinks you had bought them and gathering their things, more than ready to leave.
‘Chan-ah, you’re staying behind right?’ Seungcheol asked, rounding up the rest of the members.
‘Yeah I won’t be too long though. And y/n is keeping me company’ he said with a smile, a small wink thrown in your direction. As the other boys left, Dino queued the music on the speakers, running through his choreography a few times as a refresher before hitting play. You watched him, following his body lines with your eyes as you admired his movements.
He was an incredible dancer, and you were once again awed by his talent and skill. He ran through the choreography multiple times, editing small details with every practise. Soon enough, his top was sheer with sweat, his breathing ragged.
You stood as he grabbed a water break, walking up behind him, your hands on his waist as he stood. You lifted his shirt slightly, running your fingers over his toned back as you leaned on him.
‘You’re doing so well baby. You’re so talented’ you said, kissing gently between his shoulder blades as his eyes met yours in the reflection of the mirrors. You took a step back as he spun around to stand before you, your hands pulled away from the fabric of his top as he lifted it over his head. You were slightly shocked, and on instinct turned your head around the room, scared someone might see.
‘It’s fine princess, it’s only us here’ he said, his hands finding your waist as he pulled you close. His lips met yours, his kiss soft but firm, his hands trailing over your body as he pulled you impossibly closer to him. His tongue explored your mouth, pulling whines from your throat as he broke your kiss.
‘Come on’ he said, pulling your hand in his as he walked toward the mirrors. He positioned you, stood perfectly before the mirrors, your back to his chest as he kissed along your neck, his fingers teasing at your waist. ‘Look how perfect you are y/n’ he said, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. You tried to look away, his fingers quickly finding your jaw to hold your gaze on the mirrors.
‘Don’t look away. Not even for a second’ he said, quickly pulling your clothes from your body. You felt exposed, the vast space of the practise room making your hairs stand on end. Yet you loved the goosebumps that appeared on your arms, loved the thrill of being so exposed.
You watched in the mirror as your boyfriend kissed along your body, worshipping every inch of skin as he moved further and further down. Soon, his hands were on your core, his fingers slipping easily inside as he felt how turned on you were. It was incredible how much you were affected by him, especially here, now.
You moaned quietly, eyes meeting his in the mirror as he added another finger, slowly working you open as you stood, bared for him.
‘That’s it baby’
‘So fucking beautiful’
His praise was endless, filling your head as your knees grew weak. Your hands grasped onto any bit of Dino you could reach, your firm grip and moans the only warning he got before you came undone before him. Your legs were shaking, his grip on you the only thing keeping you upright.
He kissed along your body once more, trailing his kisses up your body as he whispered praises to you, finally reaching your neck. His hands were firm on your hips, pulling your ass back slightly as he liked himself up with your entrance.
His moans in your ear had your knees weakening once again, leaning yourself forward to rest your hands on the mirror infront of you as he began to chase his high. His movements were deep, and fast, steadily chasing his pace but not quite frantic yet. His hands trailed through your hair, tugging it back to watch you in the mirror. The two of you watched as your body’s met, mesmerised by the sight.
His praises flooded the room as he he reached his high, his arms tight around you as he filled you up.
‘Fuck y/n.’
You watched in the mirror as you each caught your breath, Dino pulling away from you as he moved to grab some tissues. The room smelt of sweat and sex, and you were lucky no one else would be in this room for a few days.
Authors note - day 8! This wasn’t the fic I had planned for today but we move. I hope y’all like it and feel free to leave any comments down below.
‘Come on~ show me’ you begged, sitting on the bed as you played mindlessly with the hem of your dress.
‘Y/n?! Are you insane?! I can’t go out like this!’ Jeno replied, his voice slightly muffled by the wall between you.
‘Oh come on please. Just show me, I’m sure you look amazing.’ You had been begging for almost 20 minutes, desperate to boost your best friends confidence if he would only let you see him.
‘You swear you won’t laugh? Or take pictures?’ He asked, his voice wavering.
‘I pinky promise. Now just come out already I wanna see you’ you said, your voice full of excitement.
As he stepped around the corner, your jaw dropped, all words gone from your brain as you took him in. Jeno was built, he had always been muscular, and had managed to minimise his body in baggy clothes and hoodies for years.
But now, there was no hiding. His arms bulged in the tight sleeves of the pale pink crop top he was wearing, his chest taut under the white butterfly wings patterned on the fabric. As your eyes trailed lower, past his toned waist and perfect abs, you landed on his thighs. Usually hidden by grey joggers, the muscles of his thighs were popping, the frilled hem of his pleated skirt just barely hiding the swell of his ass as he turned.
He finished his little twirl, his arms wrapping around his waist protectively as he stood before you. ‘Well…. What do you think?’ He asked, biting on his lower lip as he looked to the floor.
‘Fuck you look hot.’ You said, his cheeks blushing at your words. ‘I mean, hot- no I mean wow.’ You were stumbling over your words, your eyes darting from one place to the next, unsure where to linger as you took him in.
‘You like it?’ He asked, his voice full of uncertainty.
‘Fuck Jeno I- I think you look amazing I mean… you’re so… sexy?!’ You continued to fumble your words. ‘God this feels weird I mean, you’re my best friend but fuck me you’re so hot right now’
‘I- I mean I don’t know what to say y/n’ he replied, his cheeks and neck bright red from the blush of your compliments. You stood before him, your fingertips trailing over the fabric of his clothes as you admired his outfit. Your hands trailed his back, the frilled lace of his skirt, across the pattern on his chest. His breath hitched, a small whine leaving his lips as you accidentally rubbed across his nipple. Unsure if you had misheard, you repeated your movement, watching as his eyes widened, his lower lip caught between his teeth, stifling a moan.
You teased him further, hand running along the lower hem of his skirt, his thigh moving slightly closer to you as you skimmed your fingers over his skin.
‘Y/n’ he was breathless, almost panting as your eyes met his. His lips crashed to yours, your hands finding his waist as his hands found the nape of your neck, holding each other impossibly closer. You explored his mouth, pulling whines from him as you teased him further, playing with the waistband of his skirt. He finally broke your kiss, each of you catching your breath as you ran your hands over his ass. With a small squeeze, a low moan fell from his lips, soon silenced when he resumed your kiss.
You walked him back towards the bed, his lips still connected to yours, his back connecting with the mattress as you straddled his thighs. From this new position, his skirt has risen slightly, exposing the growing bulge hiding beneath the pleated fabric. Your hands found his length, slowly teasing him over the fabric of his underwear as his hands gripped your waist, pulling you down more onto him.
‘Fuck, please y/n. Please’ he whispered, begging for more. You complied, his underwear soon finding the floor of the bedroom as you removed your own clothes. Before long, you were entirely naked above him, his skirt and cropped top still tightly hugging his every muscle.
‘You keep these on, ok baby?’ You said, his head nodding frantically as he watched your hands run along his body. You began kissing along his neck, a sweet distraction while you slowly lowered yourself onto him. The room was filled with your moans, his hands gripping tightly onto your waist as he bottomed out.
‘Fuck y/n, I won’t last long’ he said, his voice shakey as you slowly began to ride him, your movements deep and intentional.
‘Don’t worry baby, you cum whenever you’re ready. I’ll just keep riding until I cum too.’ You chuckled as he blushed, his hips meeting you as you began to increase your pace. He was chasing his high, his lips against your chest as he kissed along your skin. His thrusts had become frantic, his high fast approaching.
As he released, he finally slowed his hips, your movements carrying him through his high. You grabbed his hand from your waist, putting it to better use as you chased your own high. His fingers were magical, your high fast approaching as he whined at the overstimulation.
Your movements finally stuttered and stilled, your moans filling the room as he watched you in awe. You soon fell to his chest, his hands slowly rubbing along your back, soft comforting patterns drawn across your skin.
‘Y/n I… I don’t even know what to say right now’ he said, pressing a small kiss to your temple.
‘Then say nothing. At least for a little while. Please, Jeno.’ You replied, burying your face in the intoxicating smell of his skin. And so you lay there, not saying anything, both of you waiting to find the right words.
Authors note- day 7! I really love this one even if I wrote it in less than 50 minutes 😅 hope y’all enjoy it as much as I do, please comment if you do enjoy.
Warnings- smut (minors dni), roommates, toys, orgasm denial, messy/gross sex
The door opened, a golden glow falling onto the damp pavements as you stepped inside, welcomed by the warmth and smell of freshly baked cookies. You shouted to your roommate, hearing him shuffling upstairs as you lay down your bags, hanging your coat on the overfilled coat rack as you walked by it. Your shoes slipped nicely into a small gap between his boots and the wall, in amongst the million other pairs of shoes littered by your front door.
‘Hey y/n, you’re back early’ Felix said, his golden hair framing his face as he stood at the top of the stairs. His face looked flushed, but you thought nothing of it as you continued through the house to the kitchen. Following the smell of fresh baking was always a good idea, especially when living with Lee Felix. Trays of cookies lined the worktops, cooling in various batches as more baked in the oven.
‘Don’t touch, they’re too hot still’ he said, appearing behind you. You helped yourself to a drink, rummaging through the fridge as you did in search of dinner.
‘Fancy ordering food?’ You asked, Felix nodding his head as he checked on his baking. ‘Also did I have a parcel arrive today?’
His hands stopped, hesitating for just a second as he looked up to you. ‘Nope, nothing has arrived.’ He said, your brow furrowing.
‘Weird. I had delivery confirmation earlier.’ You said, reaching for your phone to double check your emails. ‘Well I’ve been here all day. No post today’ he said, shuffling his feet nervously as he spoke.
‘Okay lixie. I’m gonna shower, have a look online at what we should order yeah?’ You said, ruffling his hair as you walked by him.
As you stepped out of the shower, you put on your pajamas, getting comfy before making your way to head back down stairs to the kitchen. As you walked past felixs bedroom door, you could hear something from behind the wood. Assuming he was still downstairs, you peered your head round the door, ready to switch off whatever game he must have left running.
Instead, you were confronted with Felix, his phone on speaker beside him, say cross legged with your parcel laid out before him.
Your brand new lavender purple wand vibrator.
‘Lix! What the fuck?!’ You said, startling him as he rushed to try and cover the contents of the package from you. You reached around him, snatching the box from the sheets as you heard whoever was on the other end of the phone call hang up.
‘Wait y/n I can explain please’
You could see the tears behind his eyes, the panic in his voice as his cheeks blushed bright red.
‘Explain’
‘I- well Ive been waiting weeks for my new parts for my gaming laptop and I- I didn’t even look at the name I just opened the box an- and I swear I didn’t mean to open it.’
‘And when you realised it wasn’t yours? Why did you tell me it hadn’t arrived?’ You probed, curious of his answer.
‘Well I- I saw it was a…. toy and I- umm… I was… curious?’ He stumbled and tripped over his words as he spoke, his embarrassment clear on his face.
‘Curious?’ You asked.
‘I’ve never owned any toys before and I guess I just wondered what all the hype was? I don’t know it was stupid please don’t hate me y/n’ he began babbling, his eyes trained on his feet as he bowed his head.
You put your fingers softly under his chin, gently lifting his head as his eyes met yours. ‘It’s ok to be curious baby. Next time you should tell me. I’ll be able to help you out’ you said with a wink, running your fingers along his jawline.
‘Y/n-‘ he began.
‘Are you still curious baby? Want to see what the fuss is all about?’ You said, your free hand trailing along his thigh.
He nodded his head, eyes trained on your face as you watched for his response. ‘Use your words Lix’ you said, a small yes all you needed before gently kissing your lips to his.
His kiss was unsure, gentle and not wanting to push the boundaries of your relationship. But boundaries had been crossed already, and you wanted this, wanted him, desperately. You pushed him back, his back flush against the sheets beneath him as you continued to kiss, your hands running under his shirt as small moans fell from his lips.
‘Y/n, please’ he begged, his hands in your hair.
‘Patience lixie, I’ll take care of you’ you said, separating your kiss as you pulled his top over his head, his sweatpants soon following behind. Before long he was beneath you, left only in his underwear, his hips bucking up against your thigh as you began to kiss along his neck.
You put his hands above his head, a small kiss to his forehead as you moved from him. You reached behind you, the box in your hands as you opened your new toy. The wand was on the larger side, rechargeable with multiple settings, and you had been waiting weeks for it to arrive.
‘Since you’re curious baby, let’s try it together, yeah?’ You said, turning on the lowest setting and holding it to the front of his pants. His hips jerked, his head not used to the vibrations, feeling overly sensitive as he whined beneath you.
You turned the setting higher, waiting between each step as Felix became used to the vibrations beneath you, small whines falling from his lips as the vibrations for stronger and stronger. Before long, a wet patch was forming on the front of the fabric, embarrassing Felix more as he noticed it.
‘Aww is baby needy? Do you like my toys lixie?’ You asked, voice saccharine as you teased him further, increasing the speed once again. His whines were deafening, his moans choked between expletives as his hips stuttered beneath him, hands gripping in the sheets below. His knuckles were white, his grip strong enough to hold him to the bed.
‘Please y/n, c-cum’ he said, barely choking the words out as he writhed beneath you. Deciding to tease him further, you pulled the toy away from him, all stimulation gone in an instant as you laid the wand down beside you.
‘Not yet baby. I’m curious about my new toy too. Can’t let you have all the fun’ you said, undressing yourself from the waist down before straddling over his waist. You lowered your body down, entrance hovering over the fabric of his pants as you reached once more for the wand. Turning the settings to their max, you lowered yourself on the toy, sandwiching the vibrations between you both. With the toy in one hand, you fell forward, your other hand holding you up as you pushed down onto the wand, grinding yourself down, chasing your high.
With the added pressure of you grinding the wand against him, felixs eyes screwed shut, his moans filling the room as he begged.
‘I’m close baby. Cum with me’ you said, your eyes meeting his as you kissed him passionately. Your kiss broke as your hips stuttered, reaching your high as Felix spiked the fabric of his pants, the small wet patch growing as he released. The toy continued to buzz beneath you, overstimulating you both for a moment before you could turn it off, throwing it somewhere in the sheets beside you as you caught your breath.
‘Wow y/n I-‘
‘I know baby. Definitely worth the hype, don’t you agree?’ You said, a small chuckle leaving your body as you finally took in the mess that you had both made. Felix chuckled along with you before heading to the shower, needing to clean himself off and desperately needing to change from his soiled underwear. You stripped his sheets, starting the wash cycle before crawling into your own bed, waiting for him to join you.
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Authors note- day 6! This one is super short I think maybe only 500ish words. I wanted it to be longer but time for away from me and anyway I hope you enjoy it.
‘Shua! What are you doing here?’ You asked, watching the man infront of you slowly slip further into the room. He looked incredible. His suit, perfectly fit to his body, made him even more handsome, as if it were even possible.
‘I wanted to see you. What can I say? I just-.’
His eyes scanned over your body, scantily clad in a white slip dress, not yet ready for the day ahead.
‘You’re not supposed to see me Shua, it’s bad luck’ you replied, taking his hands in your own as he reached toward you. His hands settled on your waist, his forehead leaning against your own as he collected his words.
‘The day is finally here’ he whispered, his voice barely loud enough to hear.
‘Shua-‘ his lips cut you off, soft against your own as he took any words you might say from you. His kiss was gentle, not rushed or passionate, but romantic, and everything you knew Joshua to be.
His hands slipped under the thin material of your slip dress, trailing along your upper thigh as you stood breathless infront of him. Soon, the material had been entirely lifted, sitting around your chest as he lifted you onto a nearby table. Your hands worked over his body, admiring the perfect tailoring of his suit, the dark tones perfectly complementing his skin, his hair perfectly styled.
He moved his hands to his collar, fingers working to untie his tie before you stopped him.
‘Maybe… you could leave the suit?’ You asked, his eyes catching yours as you blushed red.
‘You like it princess? Maybe I should wear it more often’ he joked, not missing how your eyes widened at the thought.
‘You definitely should’ you replied, pulling him closer to you once more as his fingers found your entrance.
Two of his fingers found their way inside you, your breath hitching as you grasped his shoulders. Your lips met his neck as you kissed along his jawline, craving the salty taste of his skin as he curled his fingers inside of you.
‘Fuck, Shua-‘
‘I know baby. Cum whenever you’re ready’ he said, his voice low as he pulled you closer. His fingers were magical, taking you to the edge in record speed. As you came, his lips found your own, your hands tangled in his hair, tugging on the dark strands as he painted into your kiss.
‘Baby as much as I’d love to continue this, I think we’re running late.’ He said with a chuckle, reaching for tissues to wipe your inner thighs as he cleaned his hands.
‘Shit. I’ve not even got my dress on.’ You realised, noticing the clock ticking on through the day.
‘I’ll see you out there ok? And we can finish this later.’
As he spoke, he moved to the door, stopping only as you called for him.
‘Shua, I love you’
‘Love you more, y/n. Remember, I’ll be the one at the altar, in the sexy suit.’ He said with a wink, slinking out of the door as you rushed to finish getting ready.
Authors note- day 5! I was super unsure about todays for a while but I think I’m happy with it now. Hope you enjoy.
Warnings - smut (minors dni), nicknamed, oral, teasing, kinda fluffy? Little bit of angst but not really, mommy
‘I’m home’ you shouted, your voice echoing along the hallway walls as you slipped your shoes off. You walked quietly to the kitchen, expecting to see your boyfriend chilled on the couch or gaming at the table, but the room was empty. You shouted up the stairs as you walked, a small voice from the bedroom alerting you to where he was.
As you stepped in, you saw him bundled under the bed sheets, his phone in his hand as his laptop played an old Netflix show in the background.
‘Hi baby, you ok?’ You asked, slightly worried to see him in bed so early.
‘Just had a bad day, wanna lie here all night and not move’ he said, his eyes watering as he spoke. You moved to the bed in an instant, sitting beside him as your hand reached to his face. Your fingers wiped the first tear that began to fall down his cheeks, and soon you were pulling him upright, arms wrapped around his waist as you held him tight.
‘Tell me what happened honey’ you said. As he ran through his day with you, you continued to hold him, your hands absentmindedly running along his back to comfort him. By the time he was finished, his tears had slowed, and you gently wiped his cheeks, placing a gentle kiss against his lips.
‘How about a bath baby? I’ll run the water?’ You asked, not wanting to force him into anything, but also wanting to comfort him. As he softly nodded his head, you pulled away from him, quickly slipping into the en-suite to begin the hot water.
Soon, your boyfriend was submerged in the warm soapy water, his body relaxing into the tub as you gently soothed your hands over his skin. Your fingers played with the ends of his hair as you sat and talked, his smile slowly returning to his face as he listened to you talk. Before long, he was splashing the water at you, laughing along with your jokes as you squealed.
‘Yangyang stopppp I swear to god’ you laughed as you spoke, glad to see his smile returned to his face. But when you looked up, you were shocked to see his smile gone once again.
‘Why would you call me that?’ He asked, hurt evident across his face.
‘Call you what? Yangyang?’ Your voice was full of concern, confused at what you had said so wrong.
‘Y/n stop it. You’ve not called me yangyang in years. Why would you stop calling me baby?’
‘Oh you are such a baby! You’re gonna pout cos I called you by your name?’ You teased him, splashing water at him as he continued to pout.
‘I mean it. Why would you stop calling me baby?’ His pout wasn’t going anywhere, so you stopped laughing, grabbing his soapy hands in your own.
‘Baby, I love you. Even if I call you yangyang. Even if I call you honey or dearest or even if I call you kitten.’ At the last nickname, his eyes widened, something you would definitely have to speak to him about later.
‘You promise?’
‘I swear it baby. Now let’s get into bed? Come on you need to get dried off’ you said, grabbing the towel from behind you as he stood and let the water out of the tub.
Once he had dried off, you both snuggled under the bed sheets, his skin warm against yours as you continued to run your hands over him. ‘You’re teasing me y/n’ he said, his breath catching in his throat as you trailed your hands lower.
‘You don’t like it baby? Want me to stop, my handsome little prince?’ Your eyes dropped to where he was getting more and more aroused. ‘I don’t think you want me to stop, kitten’
A red blush bloomed across his skin, along his chest and up his neck, a small whine falling from his lips as you continued to tease him. With a small lick to his tip, you pulled a deeper moan from him, his fingers grasping the sheets beneath him as he tried to keep himself together. You stopped teasing, taking his length fully into your throat as you began to bob your head, determined to make him beg beneath you.
‘Fuck y/n, shit god oh my god fuck’ his words were slurred together, his moans interrupting each string of expletives as he tried not to buck his hips. You pulled off him, your hand taking your place as you teased him once again.
‘If I can’t call you yangyang, you can’t call me y/n’ you said, hand never slowing as your torturous teasing continued.
‘Fuck mommy please, please anything I- fuck I’ll do anything mommy please’ he was begging, his eyes watery as you took him in your mouth once again.
‘Fuck cu-cum gonna cum fuck god.’
You did nothing to slow your movements, your eyes meeting his as his hips stuttered. His fingers tangled through your hair as he tugged gently at the roots, holding you still as his release coated the back of your throat. You swallowed, your eyes watering as his grip on your hair got stronger, pulling you off of him. He pulled you close, your lips crashing against his as he held you on top of him.
‘Fuck, thank you’ he whispered into your lips, breathless and panting against you.
Authors note - day 4! I’m not super happy with this one but oh well
Warnings - smut (minors dni), professor x student, fingering, nudes?, inappropriate relationship
‘Y/n, please stay behind. We need to have a talk.’
As the professor asked you to stay, a million scenarios raced across your mind in an instant. Had you done something wrong? Had you missed an assignment? Was there a problem with your grades?
You packed your things into your bag, your heartbeat racing as you waited for the remaining students to filter out of the classroom. Whatever it was that professor Kim needed to talk to you about, he seemed calm, which in turn, calmed you as well.
‘Well y/n, I suppose you know why we needed to have this little talk?’ He asked, eyes scanning over you.
‘No sir, I - I have no idea’ you said, your voice shaking. His calm tone now seemed almost mocking, your lack of awareness the butt of a hilarious joke.
‘Don’t act dumb y/n. Your assignment submission last night? Ring any bells?’ He asked, his voice mocking.
Shit. Was your assignment that bad? You had struggled with the topic but thought you at least had a decent grasp on the concept. His look said otherwise though as he perched on his desk, waiting for you to respond.
‘I’m sorry sir. I-I struggled with the topic a bit but I thought I had understood it in the end. I g-guess not.’ You said, voice choking as you tried to hold back your tears. You really needed this grade, your graduation depending on it.
‘Y/n, come take a look at my computer. Your submission is loaded up on the screen’ he said, his voice no longer mocking as he motioned you over to his desk. As you stood, you saw your email, clicking on the link, curious to see what was wrong with your submission.
Immediately, your eyes widened, face flushing red as you saw your own topless selfie pop up across the screen. Your breath was taken from you, and without you noticing, professor Kim had moved incredibly close to you, his chest inches from your back as he stood behind you.
‘I- oh my god professor I swear- I didn’t mean to- oh my god I must have attached the wrong thing. Oh my god I can’t believe I sent that’ you were babbling, on the brink of tears from your embarrassment as professor kim took a step back.
‘You didn’t mean to send it?’ He asked, his brow furrowed. ‘Of course not oh my god I’m so embarrassed’ you replied, burying your face in your hands.
‘Did you think I had sent it on purpose, sir?’ You said, eyes questioning him.
‘Ahhhh…. Umm- I guess you caught me’ he replied, looking down at the floor as he shuffled his feet.
‘Wait what? You thought I sent it for you?’
‘I wouldn’t say thought, more… secretly hoped? Look ignore me okay it was wrong of me to think about and I shouldn’t hav-‘
You cut him off as you pressed your lips to his, catching him off balance as his hands found arms, holding you still.
‘Y/n? What-?’ His face was blushed red as you pulled back from him, your own face matching in colour as you realised what you had just done.
You tried to step away from him, forgetting his hand was now firmly gripping your arm. ‘Not so fast. On the desk. Now.’ He said, his voice firm as you complied eagerly.
‘Professor -‘
‘Call me seungmin. Or sir’ he replied, his lips crashing into yours as his hands looped around your waist. Sat on his desk, you were the perfect height for him to stand snuggly between your legs, your hips grinding into him as his hands trailed your body.
His fingers found the hem of your skirt, lifting it up as his hands explored higher up your thighs. When he found the cotton front of your panties, you could hear his panting. He pulled away from your lips, focusing his kisses along your neck as he slipped a finger beneath the fabric, finally feeling you.
You bit your lower lips, holding your moans the best you could as his finger explored you. Soon, another finger was added, your teeth sharp on his shoulder as you bit down, desperate to hide your sounds. His lips kissed against your own as he began curling his fingers, your whines lost in his mouth as his tongue teased your own.
‘Fuck- I’m- sir! Close!’ You said, panting the words as you continued to grind your hips into his movements, chasing your high.
‘That’s it baby. Cum for me’ he said, his eyes locked on yours as he helped you reach the edge. Soon, your legs were shaking around him, your fingers tangled in his messy brown hair, clinging to him.
You were sure you looked a mess. Hair pulled and tangled, lips, red and swollen, and thighs sticky with your release. But regardless of it all, seungmin pulled you closer, meeting your lips with his own as he fixed your clothes. He held out his hand, a helping support for you to slide off his desk, your clothes straightening out even more as you stood.
‘Well y/n. This was a very successful meeting, he said, his smirk plastered across his face. ‘I do hope you’ll stop by my office for another one to one? I’m almost always alone in there. Would be nice to have the company and we can finish our….discussions’ he said with a wink.
‘Of course, sir’ you replied, a small smile across your face. ‘And I’ll be sure to submit that assignment.’
Authors note - day 3!!! I hope y’all are enjoying these so far please feel free to leave comments I loveee reading them!
Warnings - smut (minors dni), fingering, unprotected sex, established relationship.
The lights were dim as you entered your apartment, candles lit along the hallway as you walked further in. You could smell food, your stomach rumbling and leading you to the kitchen. Before you could reach the door, hands covered your eyes from behind, a deep voice sounding from behind you.
‘Cheol, what is all this?’ You asked, your anxious mind settling the moment his hands found your shoulders. He turned you to look at him, placing a small kiss on your forehead before he spoke.
‘Happy anniversary my love’ he said, intertwining your fingers with his as he led you through the door. On the centre of the table, a beautifully decadent bouquet of roses sat perfectly in the usually empty vase, the table set with plates, bowls and wine glasses ready for the two of you to eat.
‘Cheol, I- I am a horrible girlfriend’ you said, burying your face in your hands as you tried to hide your face from him.
‘What? Why would you say that? Did you forget?’ He said, a small laugh in his voice as you slowly nodded your head. ‘Y/n, it doesn’t matter.’ He pulled your hands away from your face, placing them on his hips as he continued to talk. ‘We have a perfectly planned dinner, flowers, wine, we even have fresh bedsheets. You are a perfect girlfriend, just let me spoil you tonight.’
A timer chimed, seungcheol’s hands leaving yours as he moved to finish his cooking. He motioned for you to take a seat, which you did, eyes locked on him in awe as you watched him move about the kitchen. Although you had seen him cook before, he was usually so busy, opting for easy quick meals, and so you had never seen him so dedicated to cooking before. As you sat, he opened a bottle of wine, pouring a glass for each of you as he talked about his day, asking about yours as he moved effortlessly across the kitchen.
The food he had prepared was amazing. The meat was tender, the meal a perfect combination of romantic and warming, the soul food you had been craving. You ate, reminiscing on your relationship and laughing together, and soon enough your plates were clear and the wine bottle was empty.
You both worked together to clear the dishes, simply moving them from the table to the sink, deciding cleaning them could be a problem for tomorrow. As you placed the last dishes in the sink, you felt his hands on your waist, his arms wrapping around your middle as he pulled you close against his chest. He began placing gentle kisses along your shoulders and neck, his hands sneaking under your shirt as you leaned back into him.
‘Come on, bedroom’ you said, quickly leading the way down the dimly lit hallway. Once the bedroom door was closed, he was on you, your back to the wooden door as he crashed his lips to yours. You were breathless within minutes, your hands roaming his back as he held you close.
Your hands found their way beneath the fabric of his shirt, nails scratching down the muscles of his back as you tried to frantically pull the fabric from him. He pulled away, breaking your kiss with a small chuckle as he pulled his shirt over his head. Quickly getting rid of your own too, your hands were soon back on his body, his hands cupping your ass as he lifted you into his arms. He carried you to the bed, lips never breaking contact as you continued to slowly make out.
He placed you gently on the mattress, his weight on top of you as he began to kiss down your neck, across your chest as he took your nipple into his mouth. His mouth worked on one while his hand occupied the other, his free hand trailing lower down your body as you lifted your hips to meet him. You were panting, breathless as he teased your body. Before long, you were naked beneath him, your clothes discarded across the room as his fingers slipped into you. You moaned into his kiss, hands gripping the muscles of his shoulder as he slowly worked you open.
His fingers curled, pulling whines and cursed from your lips as you arched your back, desperate for more from him.
‘Please cheol, please’ you begged, eyes rolling back in your head as he found your sweet spot.
‘Please what baby?’ He asked, a grin across his face. ‘More. Just- more please.’
He planted a firm kiss against your lips as he pulled his fingers from you, whines falling from your lips at the loss of contact. It wasn’t long until he was back on you, his hands beside your head as he pulled your legs to wrap around his waist. He lined himself up, slowly pushing deeper and deeper as your lips crashed against his.
He bottomed out, his hips stilling for a moment until you tugged on his hair, a sign for him to move. He began slow, deep thrusts filling you as you felt every inch of him. Soon, he began to increase his pace, chasing his high as you began to pant and moan beneath him.
‘C-cum, cheol…. Gonna-‘ your words were interrupted with moans, your fingers scratching perfect lines along his back as you pulled him impossibly closer.
‘Cum for me princess. Cum’
At his words, you let go, finally reaching your high as you kissed along his neck. He worked you through your high, still chasing his own, and soon his hips were stuttering, stilling inside you as he moaned in your ear.
‘Fuck y/n. I love you. So much’ he said, laying beside you to catch his breath. ‘I love you too, so much’ you replied, your fingers intertwined with his.
Authors note - day 2! Hope you enjoy please mind the tags on this one - it is short but has some darker stuff in it.
Warnings - smut (minors dni), chains, restraints, kidnapping? Non-con (not explicit non-con but no explicit consent), edging, orgasm denial
The chains rattled as he struggled, the clanging of metal on metal in the empty space echoing along the walls. You sat and watched as he struggled, his arms pulling hard against the restraints as he moved this way and that, trying to find an escape. But there was none. You had made sure of that.
The thick chains were heavy on his arms, pulled taut across his back and across the chair, keeping him exactly where you wanted him. Your laugh echoed around the room, and he finally stilled as he realised you were watching his every move.
‘Oh baby, don’t stop on my account’ you taunted, voice mocking him as he turned his head, trying to figure out where you stood. The blindfold was thick, and the echoes of the warehouse meant he couldn’t figure out where you stood. As you stopped in front of him, you could see how he held his breath, aware of how close you were to him.
‘Hi baby’ you said, a taunting tone to your voice. He tried to lean toward you, his efforts harboured by the restraints holding him perfectly in place. ‘Tut tut tut baby, you’re not getting out until I let you, you know that right?’
A small nod was all you got from him as you moved closer. He flinched as he felt your leg against his own, and soon you were straddled over his lap, his excitement obvious beneath you. Luckily, you had already stripped him ready to use before he had been restrained.
A soft touch to his top and he was whining beneath you, begging for more. ‘Please y/n, at least let me see you’ he asked, his voice barely masking the moans deep in his throat.
‘Aww chenle so pretty when you beg.’ You said, your arms reaching up to untie the material from his face. It took a moment for him to adjust to the sudden brightness, the blindfold quickly discarded to the floor.
Now that he could see the thick metal chain loops heavy over his arms, his moans became deeper, guttural as he became more turned on. He was powerless. You trailed your fingers along the smooth lines of his torso, scratching just a little too hard in places, chuckling as he hissed at the sharpness of your touch.
Your hand wrapped around him, soft but teasing as he tried to buck into you, his movements hindered by the heavy chains, as well as your weight across his lap.
‘Hush baby, you’ll get more when I give it to you’ you said, your lips meeting his in a kiss.
Exploring his mouth with your tongue, you pulled moans from his throat as you continued to slowly tease him, your free hand running over his neck, his shoulders, his chest. Soon enough he was panting into your kiss, begging to be inside you.
You lifted ever so slightly from his lap, filling yourself as you lowered back down, your moans filling the room as he kissed along your neck. Still restrained by the heavy chains, chenle could only move slightly, serving to tease him more. You thread your fingers through his hair and tugged gently, pulling his attention to you as you began to ride him. Slowly, your pace increased, your thighs burning as you chased your high.
His moans mingled with your own as you teased him, switching up from slow, sensuous movements to frantic, desperate rutting, desperate to cum. Any pace was abandoned in the chase for your high as you got closer and closer, and soon your release was covering his thighs, your movements slowing as you came down from the edge.
Capturing his lips with yours, you could feel how desperate he still was, not having reached his high yet. You slowly lifted yourself from him, wiping the wetness from between your thighs across his chin as he pleaded with you.
‘Y/n? Where are you going? We’re not done yet, right? Y/n?’ He begged.
You quickly grabbed the blindfold from where it had earlier been abandoned, tightly securing it over his eyes once again as you admired how desperate you had left him. He began struggling again, his hips rutting into the air as his arms pulled on the heavy chains.
With a small peck on his cheek, you left to get cleaned up, the sounds of his questions and pleas filtering in through the walls to you. It would be a while until he realised you were no longer in the room, and even longer before he would finally get his release.
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Warnings - smut (minors dni), cheating, oral?, semi public sex.
1.1k words
With one last once over in the mirror, you finished smoothing your dress for the last time, finally feeling yourself ready to leave. You had been getting ready for hours, meticulously perfecting your hair and make up, desperate to look perfect for tonight’s work party.
Usually, these events didn’t phase you much, but the note enclosed with your outfit made you giddy at the thought of tonight’s event, excitement rising as you thought of its sender.
Wear this, just for me x
As you arrived at the hotel hosting the event, you were immediately overwhelmed by the crowds instantly on you, deafening you as you stepped from your taxi. Once you made it through the swarm of strangers loitering outside the event, you finally made it to the bar, quickly ordering yourself a drink as you scanned the room.
Your eyes met, and you instantly felt the blush rising up your neck, looking away only once you saw his devilish smirk. You knew he would be here, yet it still surprised you to see him looking so suave. You looked back to where he had been standing only to see he had disappeared, lost in the crowds of bankers and investors droning on about business. You quickly downed your drink, ordering another to replace it before you could get sucked into a nearby conversation about the company future.
As the conversations droned on around you, you continued to scan the room, hoping for a glimpse of his smirk, or the quirk of his eyebrow as your eyes met his. But you were unlucky, managing only to make eye contact with the figures in the paintings decorating the lavish halls.
As your third drink was ordered, a small tap on your shoulder caught your attention. ‘Ma’am, this way please.’ One of the security officers motioned you to follow them and, not wanting to create a scene by questioning them, you followed almost immediately.
As they led you away from the event, the hallways got quieter and quieter until you could almost hear your heart beating out of your chest. Where were they taking you? And why?
Eventually they stopped outside a large wooden door, motioning for you to go in before walking back toward the party. As you stepped into the room, the dim lights made it hard to see who had called you for this mysterious meeting. And yet, deep in your gut, you knew who it was regardless.
‘You wore the dress?’ He asked, his smirk evident in his tone.
‘You asked me to.’ Your voice was quiet as you spoke, almost scared to disturb the quiet of the room. ‘And it’s a gorgeous dress. How could I say no?’
‘It’s not the dress that’s gorgeous’ he replied. There was no tone of mocking, no joke hidden in his words. It felt unnatural. You were too used to his playfulness. His cheek.
‘Does he know you’re here? Wearing the dress I bought for you?’ He questioned, slowly making his way across the room to you.
‘Sunwoo-‘
He interrupted before you could continue, his finger on your lips as he silenced you.
‘Hush baby, just turn around, yeah? Please?’
You wanted to argue, to storm away from him and run back to the party, but you simply turned, compliant under his touch as his hands found your waist.
‘Fuck y/n, fits like a glove’ he said as he admired your dress. ‘God you have no idea how hard it is to keep my hands off of you’
As he spoke, his grip on your waist tightened, his hold strong enough to bruise.
‘Sunwoo please-‘ you begged, not even sure what you were asking of him.
His mouth finally made contact with your skin, kissing along your exposed shoulders as his hands snaked under the fabric of your dress, teasingly running up your thighs.
‘No panties? My god you’re perfection.’ He said, pushing you toward the nearest wall. As his fingers dipped inside of you, your breath hitched in your throat. Your hands began to fumble at the dress, trying to get it off while too distracted to remember how you got it on.
His hands left your skin as he grasped your hands in his own, pinning them to the wall above your head.
‘Now princess, I paid for this pretty little dress, be a good girl and let me fuck you in it’ he said, his grin widening as you whined at his words. He hiked the fabric of the skirt around your waist, chuckling at your arousal as you whined and shifted beneath him, desperate for more.
You pleaded more, begging him to stop teasing already. He kissed along your back, your face pressed firmly into the wall supporting you. Finally he pushed into you, a deep moan falling from your lips as he groaned in your ear.
‘So perfect for me princess’ he said, his hips pulling back as he continued to tease you. Slowly, he increased his pace, his long, languid strokes became more powerful, eventually chasing an impossible pace. His arms circled your waist, holding you close to him as your moans tumbled from your lips, jumbled with every curse you could think of.
Before long, you were begging for permission to cum, his fingers working magic to send you over the edge. He worked you through your high, chasing his own pleasure as you moaned and whined at the overstimulation. He fisted your hair, pulling away from you as he pushed you to your knees, mouth open. As he came on your tongue, you finally got a clear view of his face. His plush lips, his eyes dark with lust, his fringe slick with sweat from exertion. He was everything you ever wanted.
As he released into your mouth, his moans filled the room, his pants and deep breaths filling you with lust once again. Once he had caught his breath, he stepped back from you, readjusting his clothes, stepping to a dusty mirror in the corner of the room to fix his hair as you waited patiently on the ground.
Almost as if he had forgotten you were there and then suddenly remembered, he turned to you, offering you a hand to stand before fixing your dress, smoothing the fabric as you stood in awe.
‘So fucking pretty princess. Such a shame I can’t have you’ he said wistfully, a heartbreaking kiss placed gently to your lips before he made his way swiftly out of the room.
As you returned to the party, your eyes continued to scan the room, desperate to see his smile, his freshly sweaty hair, hear his laugh. But nothing. He was gone.
As you returned home after the party, you could only reminisce on how you ended up in this situation. One wrong decision and your life had been changed forever.
‘I’ve cried enough over you Kim Sunwoo. No more tears’ you thought to yourself as you wiped away your feelings, instead choosing to climb into your bed, and fall safely into your husbands arms.
Warnings - smut (minors dni), unprotected sex, oral, slight aftercare, public sex (kinda) , pet names, established relationship, slight muscle kink
1.4K words
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‘Baby I miss you’
‘I’ve been down here 20 minutes y/n’ he sighed, a small smirk on his lips showing that he isn’t really annoyed by your clinginess. In fact he finds it endearing, watching how you try find excuses to be around him 24/7. Even now when he’s 20 minutes into his gym set, you traipsed down to your apartment complex gym ready to pretend to work out while you watch your boyfriend with his daily routine.
As he continued lifting his weights you sat yourself on one of the weight benches, shamelessly watching him as he goes through each rep set. Each bicep curl sent a wave of arousal through your body, and as you watched him slowly begin to sweat you had to shake yourself off, reminding yourself that there was cameras down here.
Mingyu continued to stare at his form in the mirror, or so you thought. He was secretly watching you, noticing immediately how your eyes were trained on his body and how you hadn’t even noticed he was staring right back at you through the mirrors. You were so preoccupied you didn’t even notice his growing smirk as he finished his set. He gently set the weights down before walking over to where you had sat yourself down, your gaze meeting his as he squatted down in front of you.
‘Baby, how do you expect me to concentrate if you keep looking at me like that?’ He asked, a finger under your chin gently lifting your head to look at him. ‘Like what?’ You asked.
‘Like you’re waiting for me to come rip your clothes off’ he replied, a chuckle low in his throat as he watched your eyes widen in shock. He stood from his crouched position and went back to his weights as you struggled to find the words to respond. Did you want him to throw you over his shoulder and have his way with you? Absolutely. Did you want him to say it out loud? Not at all.
As he continued with his workout you tried to distract yourself with your phone, scrolling tiktok as you tried not to stare at him anymore. Finding it more and more difficult to focus on the videos, you finally cracked, peeking up at him in the reflection of the large mirror. You immediately caught his eyes trained on you, his arms down as he just stood holding the weights, no lifting happening.
‘Now who’s staring?’ You say smirking, chuckling as you see him lower the weights.
‘I’m staring’ he says as he walks toward you. ‘Now stand up’
‘What? Why?’ You ask, already standing as you reply. There’s no real question anyway. Whatever he tells you to do, you follow flawlessly. You always have. Once you’re fully stood upright in front of him, his arms wrap around your waist, the sheen of sweat along them making him look even more fuckable than usual, as if that’s even possible.
With his hands firm around your waist he pulls you closer, crashing his lips to yours as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, hands meeting at the nape of his neck as you run your fingers through his hair. He breaks the kiss ever so slightly to whisper to you. ‘Up.’ As he speaks, a small tap on your ass is enough to get you to jump slightly, legs wrapped around his waist as he holds your body weight against his and continues to kiss you.
Within minutes you’re breathless, clinging to him as he walks you to the wall, your back leaning against it as he holds you up. Your kisses, which started slow and deep, have become frantic and messy, moans slipping from your lips as you felt mingyus hands across your back. His hands found there way under your shirt, his fingers splayed across your skin as he held you, tight enough to bruise. You hoped they would.
You pulled yourself back from mingyu, breathlessly whispering into his mouth. ‘Please mingyu, need you. Now’
Your begging pulled a groan from him, his eyes dark as he pulled back from the wall. He gently set you down, his lips on your neck as he began leaving marks along your skin. ‘Come on, let’s go’ you said, desperate to have mingyu closer.
‘No one checks the cameras baby. And the doors locked,’ he said ‘we don’t have to go anywhere. Now, are you gonna take your clothes off or do I have to do it for you?’
His bold confidence went straight to your core, your words lost in your mouth as you watched him walk closer to you. With one swift movement your shorts were thrown across the room, his hands all over you in an instant. He pulled your shirt off next, his lips trailing over every inch of your skin as you pulled him closer to you.
He pulled himself off you and moved across the room, sitting himself on a weight bench and lying himself back. You walked over, curious to see his plan before he grabbed your thighs. He pulled you closer, positioning you above his face as his hands pulled you down into his face.
‘Gyu, wait-‘ your words were silenced when mingyu pulled your body weight onto his face, his tongue working its magic to keep you quiet and panting.
‘Fuck mingyu, god.’ Your words were broken between moans, your fingers tangling through his hair as you tugged on the strands. Each time you tried to pull away, his hands were firm on your thighs, holding you down. ‘G-gonna c-cum fuck.’ Your warnings meant nothing to mingyu, his grip on your thighs only tightening as he pulled you closer and closer to the edge.
As you reached the edge, his grip on your thighs loosened, your legs shaking as he finally let you go. With his grip loosened on your legs you were able to pull away from his teasing tongue, finally able to catch your breath. As you tried to move to put your shorts back on, his hands stopped you.
‘Do you think we’re finished baby?’ He said with a smirk, his cheeky smile making your legs even weaker than they already were. He pinned you face first against the wall, his hands firm on your waist as he kissed along your neck and shoulders.
‘Gyu, please’
‘Fuck baby, you sound so pretty begging for me. My pretty princess.’ His words caught in his throat as he pushed himself into you, your own breath being taken once again as he filled you.
Although you had been with mingyu countless times before, he still surprised you with how perfect he is for you. You were practically panting as hw began to move, his thrusts slow and deep at first as he stretched you. Soon you were begging and pleading for more, and he was never going to deny you. As his pace increased, your moans got louder and louder, cursing between pants as he thrust deeper and deeper, his own moans taking you further to the edge.
Your hands tangled through his hair, tugging at the roots as your legs began to shake, your high flooding through your body in an instant. ‘Fuck baby you feel so good’ mingyu said as you came undone, his own thrusts becoming more and more frantic as he chased his high. As your lips met his, he finally reached the edge, filling you up as his hips falter and still.
His breath was hot on your neck as he painted into your skin, littering kissed along your shoulders as he held you up against the wall. ‘Fuck, gyu.’ You panted, your arms still firmly wrapped around his neck.
‘Come on baby, let’s get you cleaned up’ he said as he pulled out of you, gently placing you down on the floor. He quickly hurried to grab your shorts, redressing you before grabbing your stuff, his hand held out for you to take as he led you from the gym.
Once back in your flat, he led you to the shower, once again removing your clothes before joining you under the steaming water. His hands roamed your body as he took his time to take care of you, carefully wrapping a warm fluffy towel around your body once you were done.
Freshly cleaned and wrapped up warm in mingyus clothes, you settled down on the couch to watch him cook, your eyes dropping as sleep finally took you.
