#gnc reader friendly

when they first hear you, all of them— except for wooyoung— would stop whatever they were doing to look at you. wooyoung had a hunch you would sound nice, but would grin a little to himself when it would be confirmed.

they would all find ways to hear you more often, and for mingi, wooyoung, hongjoong, and seonghwa, louder.

seonghwa and san would immediately praise you on how good you sound— how it makes them feel, too. they’d hold you closer, grinding their hard on against you a little. a silent plea. “god—do that again. please, i need to hear more of you.” their voices are breathy, eager. seonghwa would pepper a sensitive area with kisses. san would continue to rut against you, hoping the friction will do the job. be good and keep them singing your praises!

yeosang would coo sweet things to you, even being a little mean if he has to but still keeping his voice gentle and soft. “no, no— don’t hide from me, not with a voice like that.” he’ll gently pry your hands away from your face. sure, he was gentle, but his eyes say he wants to be anything but. “you sound so pretty, don’t stop now.”

yunho and mingi would bite their bottom lip, then crash their lips into yours. their kisses were needy, almost suffocating. but would you have it any other way? mingi’s groans and other lewd sounds would melt into yours, his hands roaming your back and up into your hair. yunho would try not to be as needy, but failing. he would pull away to start leaving little love bites on your neck, his hands roaming your body on a mission to make you moan even more.

jongho had sucked a little harder than he had anticipated. but now, he might as well suck harder. he’d softly murmur into your thigh that you have pretty moans, and that he’d like to hear more of them. you could tell he meant it by how much warmer your thigh had gotten, a light blush dusting across jongho’s face. “i won’t stop you from being as loud as you want to be.”

wooyoung would tease you relentlessly, “you moaned just from that? i barely did anything to you!” in reality, he’s driving you stir crazy from his ministrations. his shit eating grin gives him away. it makes you want to both strangle and kiss him. that little shit..

hongjoong would have a coy smile, cupping your face in his hand. you could almost see him mentally scrolling through his options on what to do to you. for now, he lets his free hand travel, wanting to see for himself what exactly makes you tick. “keep your eyes on me. next time you moan, i want to know exactly how good it makes you feel.”

baby’s first suggestive/smuttish post!! yay!! i’m testing the waters to see if i’d wanna write smut for a larger audience. (i actually had to rewrite some of this and i wanted to fall down a hill… tumbling down like a child that lost their footing….)

reminder: this is a work of fiction, and is meant for entertainment purposes only :)