tags; not proof-read, headcanons, nsfw, reader is a cutie patootie, reader is quiet during sex, lotus position, masturbation (m), reader is described to have doe eyes,
Ryul who practically feels a wave of cuteness aggression at the feeling of your nails digging into his shoulders, forming tiny crescent moon shapes. All while he pounds into you, juices coating his cock and leaking onto the bed sheets that laid underneath you.
Ryul who has multiple favourite positions, including the lotus position. The sight of you sitting in his lap, completely limp as he either fingers you or smoothly slides you up and down his cock always gives him the most flustered grins whenever he looks back on those thoughts.
Ryul who's obsessed with your doe eyes looking up at him that he can't help but jerk off to them. Any photos where you're looking up at the camera with a confused look or a photo with your gaze somewhere in the far distance, spaced out. He just can't help it that you're so cute!
Ryul who finds it adorable whenever you straddle him, grinding down against his jeans to ease the ache between your legs a bit. Your breaths all huffed and hushed, hair slightly messy and most of the time in comfortable pyjamas.
Ryul who's favourite outfit isn't a formal dress or sexy lingerie but a simple off-the-shoulder worn out shirt and black shorts, bonus points if your hair is put up in a messy hairstyle. You just look so raw and so his in this specific look. Face flustered as he gropes your ass through the shorts.
Ryul, whose favourite feature about you during sex is how quiet you are. At first, he was worried you weren't enjoying it, so he stopped, but instead of being greeted with a thank you, he instead received a small whine. Turns out you're just quiet. He remembers the first time he made you cum, the sound he got in return was a sneeze.
Ryul who finds you fucking adorable yet adorably fuckable.
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a / n : mm mm mmmmmm idek good gawd he just looks so big in that picture i cant take this no mooooooorrrreeeeeee (꩜///꩜).
dirty!ryul who loves hearing you scream but doesnt wanna be rough with you so he goes the slow pound straight to your cervix route instead.
dirty!ryul who stares straight at you watching you fall apart with a deadpan expression and has no idea how intimidating it is.
dirty!ryul who wants a unconventional form of pay every time you talk to a guy longer than need be.
dirty!ryul who just gently caresses your neck to afraid to choke you.
dirty!ryul whos favorite hobby is making your legs shake.
dirty!ryul who hates seeing you cry but loves knowing hes making you feel that good.
dirty!ryul who wants it extra gross, sweaty, slobbery and nasty sometimes so no matter how hard you protest for him to shower first something else is harder so he wants you the second he comes back from practice.
dirty!ryul who plays with and occasionally braids or ties up your hair instead of pulling it.
dirty!ryul who refuses to go hard if hes going fast and wont go fast if hes going hard.
dirty!ryul who grinds against you and riles himself up in public on purpose a few hours before your going home so that you know whats cumming coming.
dirty!ryul who wants to hear you loud and clear no matter whos around and hates when you try to be quiet.
dirty!ryul who loves when you grab at him and scratch him up ( and comes closer for you when you do ).
dirty!ryul who loves watching you twitch while you finish.
dirty!ryul who never feels like getting up in the middle of the night so he eats you instead.
dirty!ryul who unintentionally shoves it deeper leaning down to check on you thinking he may have hurt you by accident.
genre♡ fluff, sfw and nsfw under the cut, mdni
drabble♡ thinking abt how ryul would be as your chaotic bf..
warnings♡ highly suggestive hc for the nfsw but nothing too explicit/graphic,
i think he’d be sm fun to be around. you guys match each other freaks so well
i feel like he’s so mature in a relationship but you guys together would be so goofy and immature lmao
he impersonates you so well. he notices all your little habits and starts mocking you mid sentence js to annoy you
if you’re on your phone too long he’s slowly leaning into your frame until he’s blocking your entire screen and he’s js looking at you now like :] yk that cute potato face he does. :]
steals your seat and pats his lap like that solves it. and he's js beaming up at you like :D cutie
his affection feels natural and never forced
his default affection IS kissing your forehead
plays with your fingers/hands when you’re talking to him and he’s listening so attentively, pinky hooked onto yours
could honestly listen to you ramble for hrs
first to fall asleep on ft with you all the time. he denies it every time as his eyes are slowly closing and his voice goes down an octave ahusksjsks
he cradles you to his chest if you're both napping together.
brings you to the studio w him alone so you can watch him work n gets shy every time you compliment him
you ask him to rap on the spot and he'd get flustered at first bc its so sudden but you're his biggest hype man
kinda glazes you when he asks you to rap back, laughing bc he doesn't expect much but when you make a really easy rhyme he gets so hype he’s jumping around like you just dropped the hardest verse known to man
starts beatboxing just to set you up again
he's also YOUR biggest hype man in everything you do. he's always so proud of you and honestly he would be a great motivational speaker. when he's being dead serious ofc.
steals your phone without you knowing to take the ugliest pics ever n sets them as your wallpaper
low-key pouts when you don’t notice he got a haircut
says smth really frisky to you, acting all bold n that but then immediately folds when you say smth back to him
play fights w you. but he always loses on purpose so he can get pinned down by you. all part of his master plan you see.
he respects you a lot and he can be his most vulnerable when he’s w you, letting only you see parts of him that no one else does
he’s the type to remember smth you mentioned once ages ago. weeks later he shows up with your underrated snack you said in a side comment and he’s shrugging like it’s nothing but watching your reaction a little too closely
low effort dates !! late night corner shop runs, walks, sitting in his car to eat n yap,
takes you to the company studio and will try and serenade to you but you can't take each other srsly so you're laughing away as he's tryna freestyle some love song on you
when he’s teasing you too much to the point where he js laughs at how cute you look pissed off and he js opens his arms up and smiles, beckoning you “ok i’m sorry, c’mere” JKSNJKADLKDA
soft dom coded
kinky mf
he’s capable of making love to you and fucking you like he doesn’t
big on eye contact. he needs to see your reactions. needs to know if he’s doing good.
"yn. please look at me baby. fuck, you're gorgeous underneath me like this"
likes the way you say his name. he likes it when it comes out of your mouth, likes it when it’s the only thing you know how to say when he’s drilling you into your bedsheets.
he’s such a nerd low-key. he gets hard by the smallest things. sitting on his lap. playing with his hair. getting real close to him. wearing tiny shorts. he can’t help it. and he gets mortified when you call him out for it.
i said this before but he would so want to try to do some kinda of roleplay w you
likes when you leave marks on him. your nails clawing down his back and after he’s standing in front of the mirror, eyes gleaming as he proudly flexes his back. and you’re shaking his head at him from the bed.
doesn't like quickies, prefers taking his time w you
doesn't sub often but when he does he gets so flustered underneath you and he denies it every time but he’s acc so into you ordering him around
he listens to you so well. if you tell him to get on his knees he's on them in a split second without a second thought. he's not a brat imo
coo n call him pretty and he could almost bust right there and then.
he can get really whiny and needy if you're teasing him too much
gets embarrassed about it afterwards tho and you’re tryna pry his hands away from his face bc he can’t look you in the eyes
but if you tell him to bark he’d do it instantly ♡
IN WHICH you freshly started dating the boys of lngshot and they find you wearing their clothes for the first time (idol!lngshot x f!reader)
࣪ ˖content/warnings suggestive implications for 2yul, fluff, sweet kisses
࣪ ˖evy, you there? ─ hello sweetpeas, my first au on my secret account 👀 maybe not that secret but wtv. felt the urge to make a second acc (maybe you know me as @dprlyn) and now i feel like this one's a little cooler.. anyway enjoy this clusterfuck i created at 3 in the morning
now playing ; Dream of Me by NewDad
louis.
His bed was as comfortable as you imagined. His wardorbe was as cool as you'd expected. Louis had offered you to stay over at the dorms and wait for him to come back after dance practice. Obviously, you immediately took him up on the offer and now you were standing in front of your boyfriends closet, thinking of what shirt to steal. Your eyes searched through the various colors of the tops he owned until a pink bape shirt caught your attention. This had to be it. With a sheepish smile you fished it out of the clothing-chaos living inside of his closet and changed.
Footsteps and voices were heard from outside after an hour or so and you straightened up, recognizing the voice of your favorite, sweet boy. "We're back!" he called out as soon as the four of them stepped inside.
Louis, as jolly as ever whenever he was about to see his girlfriend, opened the door to his room. "Hey, y/n, did you- oh."
You met his eyes across the room and tilted your head just a fraction, watching as a smug, adorable smile spread on his face. "Is that mine?" Louis asked and closed the door behind him, slowly walking up to you.
The sheepish smile on your lips reappeared. "Maybe," you said. His tall form approached you and he pulled you in for a hug, resting his cheek on the top of your head. "I missed you," he murmured and you wrapped your arms around his torso, burying your face into his chest.
A soft laugh escaped you, a sound Louis could replay all day, every day. "You saw me two hours ago."
He groaned playfully before leaning back enough to look at you. "That's exactly the problem. Worst two hours of my life." And then, because apparently he took not seeing you for two hours as the biggest disrespect thrown at him from life, Louis peppered your face with sweet kisses. Over your cheeks, on your nose, one on your forehead before pressing a peck directly to your lips.
"You look good in my clothes, by the way," he then mumbled, eyes almost sparkling as he properly took in your appearance.
"Only 'good'?" you asked back, hand reaching up to your chest in feigned offence. He laughed and shook his head.
"Pardon, mon amour. You look pretty," he started. "Wait, no, scratch that. You look magnifique."
A slight blush spread on your cheeks. "Yeah, I can work with that.."
He chuckled and nestled his face in the crook of your neck.
"I know, my sweet angel."
woojin.
You were sprawled out on the couch in the living room of lngshot's dorm. Woojin was home alone so he deicided to invite you over and you gladly accepted his invitation.
"Babe, have you seen my favorite shirt?" he suddenly called out from his room. "The one with the stripes?"
You looked down your body, right at the shirt he described. That was the shirt you took home last time?
"Uhh, I don't know!" you called back, because now you got two options: either you'd quickly change into something else or you get caught.
This wasn't just any shirt. Ohyul called it his 'emotionial support shirt' he liked to wear everywhere. Not even the boys were allowed to borrow it.
"I can't find it, I've looked every-"
You froze as Woojin came out his room, slowly turning your head, just to find him staring at you with his head tilted to the side.
"I may or may not have stolen it," you whispered. "Don't kill me! I swear, I didn't-" you jumped to your feet before holding your hands up in surrender. "I didn't do anything with it."
Woojin stared at you in silence before huffing out a laugh. "Woah, calm down, princess" he chuckled and walked over to you. His hands found their way to your waist and he pulled you closer.
"I'd say give it back but honestly, you look fantastic in my clothes," he said. A smile pulled at the corner of your lips.
"I do?"
"Absolutely. Dare I say, it looks even better on you than on me."
"Oh, please, now you're just flattering me."
Though Woojin took every chance he got to compliment you (because in his opinion, leaving you even a day without calling you beautiful at least once was the equivalent of him being the worst boyfriend ever), you still felt shy, not knowing how to properly deal with his words, except for blushing profusely.
He dipped his head down to press a tender, lingering kiss to your temple. "I'm just telling the truth. My girlfriend is fucking gorgeous and I'd like her to know that."
You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Your lips brushed against each other with soft movements, making your heart do sumersaults, and his grip on your waist tightened just a little bit.
"Thank you, baby," you whisper against his mouth.
"Of course, my love."
ryul.
Apparently, Ryul couldn't stay apart from you. Not even for a day. You were sitting on a chair in the studio, listening to your favorite music. It was late, barely anyone was left at the company and you had the room all to yourself.
ry <3: where r you? I miss you so much
Your phone buzzed and you unlocked it, the notification of your boyfriend's message putting a smile on your face instantly. You typed back, biting your lip to keep you from grinning like an idiot.
me: at the studio. you coming?
It didn't even take him three seconds to reply.
ry <3: i'll be there in 5
And, soon enough, Ryul showed up. Your heart was thumping in your chest, though you've been meeting him constantly. Guess your heart would never get used to how stupidly handsome the guy was. "Hi baby, how are you?" he greeted, leaning in to press a peck to your lips. Then he paused and looked down at you. "Is that mine?"
You followed his gaze to the shirt you were wearing and nodded, a smirk playing on your lips. "What if it is?"
Ryul raised a brow and pulled you off the chair, before grabbing your waist and placing you on the table. He gently spread your legs and stood between them, hands finding their way to your hips. He squeezed a little, eyes taking in your appearance. "Looks good on you," he murmured. "Everything looks good on you."
"You think so?" you whisper back, heart thumping in your chest. "Mhm...," he hummed and leaned in, brushing his lips over your pulse point, his breath warm on your skin. You instinctively lean your head to the side to give him the access he needed and draped one arm lazily over his shoulder. Ryul pressed a tender kiss to your throat, lovingly as always. "But I feel like you'd look even better without it."
The tone in his voice was unmistakable and it sent heat straight to your gut.
"I think so too. Wanna find out?"
"Bet."
ohyul.
The soft tap tap tap of the rain against your window was the only sound in your apartment as you woke up in your bed, taking in your surroundings. Next to you (hah get it?) lay your boyfriend Ohyul, still stuck in the lands of his dreams.
Your cheeks felt warm when you realized that you wore nothing except your underwear and images from last night made their way into your mind: Ohyul's body over yours, hot and firm. His kisses covering almost every inch of your body, devouring you like you were his last meal.
Without making any loud noises, you got out of bed and grabbed the next shirt your hands could make out. Once in the kitchen, you turned on your favorite songs and silently hummed along, preparing breakfast for the two of you.
After a while Ohyul got up as well, standing in the doorway and watched as you moved through the kitchen. It felt strangely domestic already and the sight of you in his shirt did nothing to calm his thumping heart. You were beautiful. In every aspect possible. To him, you were the light he found during a time he needed it most and now he felt lucky to call you his.
"You should wear my clothes more often, darling," Ohyul said softly, announcing his presence. You snapped your head around and saw him walking over to you, wearing nothing but a pair of sweats that sat low on his hips. "Suits you. Reminds me that you're mine."
His arms wrapped around your waist from behind and he looked over your shoulder to see what you were cooking. "What're you making?"
"You can't just say things like that and then switch the topic," you murmured, blushing slightly, and Ohyul chuckled sweetly.
"Say things like what, hm? That you're mine? That you look perfect in my shirt? That you're the most beautiful girl on this planet?" He kissed your neck and a shiver ran down your spine.
bf!martin x fem!reader ft. lilbro!louis ; crack + fluff ; smau ; non-idol au ; oneshot ; swearing ; use of y/n
your brother, louis, was interrupting your time of what could be spent with your boyfriend, martin. although martin came over in the end, you didn't expect them to leave you out.
a/n: idrk if i like this but it's better than nothing so 😭😭
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ryul wasn't angry. he'd like that to be known. he was simply... annoyed. well, slightly. maybe a little? or a lot.
the problem was that nobody seemed interested in taking him seriously.
earlier that afternoon, the members, especially woojin the ragebaiter had spent nearly an hour making fun of him after louis accidentally found an entire album of your pictures in his phone. because according to them, having exactly seven hundred and three pictures of your girlfriend was apparently concerning.
but down bad ryul completely disagrees.
"she's my girlfriend," ryul repeated, looking mildly offended that even he had to explain himself.
the slight furrow between his brows made it obvious that having an album of his girlfriend's pictures is simply reasonable.
"that's not helping," woojin immediately replied.
"hyung, normal people don't have that many pictures."
"i'm literally normal," ryul casually replied.
"hyung... you have screenshots." woojin stated.
"literally screenshots of y/n noona's instagram post before you even knew her. that's creepy."
after that, ryul had stopped participating in the conversation entirely.
which was how he ended up sitting alone, phone in hand, on one end of the couch several hours later with a very obvious frown on his face.
the moment you stepped into the room, you noticed immediately.
honestly, it would've been difficult not to.
ryul wasn't even trying to hide it.
he was sitting there with his jaw resting against his fist, staring blankly at his phone while everyone else talked around him. every now and then he'd sigh dramatically for absolutely no reason before shifting positions and looking mildly offended by life itself.
you already knew what happened, because louis had texted you.
im louis 🐘
noona
i think your boyfriend is mad
he's making a frowny face
please come and get him quickly
you 🩰
what did ya'll do to him 😭
im louis 🐘
noona
he has an album full of ur pictures
u wanna know how many of them?
there are 703 pictures
in total
isn't that quite excessive?
you 🩰
HAHAH, istg he's so cute
just leave him be
i'll be there in a minute
bye lou 👋🏻
im louis 🐘
ok ok
take care noona!
you almost laughed, then you walked over. and ryul noticed instantly.
of course he did.
his eyes followed you from the moment you entered the room, though he quickly looked away the second you glanced in his direction.
without saying a word, you sat beside him. close, not touching. but close enough that your shoulders almost brushed.
ryul immediately shifted. away from you.
"...did you just move away from me?"
"no."
he absolutely had. you bit back a smile.
"ryul, are you sulking?"
"no."
he answered far too quickly.
"right."
silence. a few seconds passed, then another.
eventually, you leaned over slightly and rested your head against his shoulder.
immediately—you felt him freeze.
for a moment, he didn't move at all. didn't say anything. didn't even look at you.
then, very slowly, his shoulders relaxed beneath your weight.
and after another second, he tilted his head just enough for it to rest lightly against yours.
we're making some progress.
"you know," you said softly, "i think it's cute."
ryul narrowed his eyes.
"what is?"
"the photo album."
"...they told you?"
"louis sent me some screenshots."
his expression immediately became horrified. which finally made you laugh.
"baby, that's private."
"seven hundred pictures, huh?"
"it's not even that much."
you burst out laughing.
and just like that, the pout deepened.
"stop."
before he could complain again, you reached over and gently grabbed his face with both hands. completely trapping him.
ryul blinked. once. twice. all thoughts immediately gone.
"ryul."
you smiled.
"what?"
"you're cute."
ryul stayed silent. for a second, he just stared at you. like his brain had completely short-circuited.
then the corners of his mouth slightly twitched like he was trying very hard not to smile, while whatever remained of his bad mood visibly struggled to survive.
it was such a small reaction that most people probably wouldn't have noticed it. but you did.
because unfortunately, you knew exactly what calling ryul cute did to him.
"don't do that."
"do what?"
"that thing."
"what thing?"
"where you say something nice and suddenly i'm not allowed to be mad anymore."
you laughed again.
because honestly? that was exactly what happened.
the second your thumbs brushed across his cheeks, whatever was left of his bad mood immediately started crumbling. you could practically watch it happen. the tension in his shoulders disappeared. the tiny pout he'd been holding onto for the last three hours weakened considerably.
and when you leaned forward to press a quick kiss on his cheek, it practically vanished altogether.
all because you were looking at him like that.
"i'm serious." your voice softened slightly.
"i think it's sweet."
ryul stared at you. like really stared.
then he groaned.
a long. suffering. dramatic groan.
before suddenly leaning forward and burying his face directly into your shoulder.
you laughed so hard you nearly fell over.
"ryul."
"leave me alone."
his arms wrapped around your waist anyway. pulling you closer until there wasn't even a sliver of space left between you.
unable to resist, you tilted his chin up again.
"one more?"
ryul eyed you suspiciously.
"...what."
instead of answering, you leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. soft and sweet.
when you pulled back, his expression had completely short-circuited.
"..."
"see?" you grinned.
"all better!"
ryul immediately buried his face back into your shoulder.
"i hate you."
"no, you don't."
"yeah. i really don't." his voice came out muffled.
"you're literally hugging me."
"i'm suffering."
"mhm."
"terribly."
"obviously."
by now, he was practically folded into your side, cheek pressed against your shoulder while his arms stayed securely around your waist. every trace of the earlier pout had disappeared. every now and then, he'd nuzzle a little closer, as if making sure you weren't going anywhere. honestly, if anyone looked over right now, they'd immediately know he'd lost the battle.
which, to be fair—he never really stood a chance.
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HIIIII, MY LOVELY BABYGALS!! 💕 i am so sorry for ghosting y'all like thattt 😔
my final exams and assignments have been absolutely beating my ass lately, so i genuinely haven't had much time to sit down and write more ryul fluff for you guys 😭💔
since so many of you have been asking for more ryul fluff, here's my little redemption hehe 🤭💕
i really hope you all enjoy it, my lovessss <33
alsooo, i tried out a new header style this time HAHAH. and i think i actually like this one a lot better 👀✨
as always, thank you so much for reading and supporting my stories. it genuinely means the world to mee 🥹💗
Imagine you’re sitting on his lap while he’s trying to play a game, your arms wrapped around his neck as you try to distract him. but because you're leaning in so close, your heavy, braless chest is resting right against his pecs, shifting and pressing flat against his solid chest with your every breath, driving him absolutely insane. he tries to ignore it for two seconds, his knuckles turn white on the controller, but the friction is too much.
he finally snaps, throws his controller down on the floor with a loud thud, and grabs your waist with bruising force.
"fuck it, i can't do this anymore" Ryul growls, his voice deep and completely wrecked. before you can even giggle, he hitches you up just enough to grab the hem of your shirt, pulling it completely over your head and tossing it somewhere in the dark room.
he freezes for a second, his eyes going pitch black as he looks at your massive tits bouncing slightly from the movement, spilling over your lap. a ragged, breathless "fuck" slips past his lips.
"look at you," he mutters, his big hands instantly cupping the undersides of your breasts, lifting their heavy weight. "you knew exactly what you were doing, didn't you? teasing your man like a little slut while i'm trying to focus."
"i just wanted your attention :( " you whisper, your face already flushing hot under his dark stare.
"well, you fucking got it."
instead of keeping you on his lap, Ryul suddenly hooks his large hands under your arms and lifts you up entirely. he guides you down off his thighs, steering you right between his legs toward the floor. as he pushes you down under the desk, his huge palm instantly cups the back of your head, his thick fingers cushioning your skull so you don't accidentally crack your head against the sharp wooden edge of the table. he keeps his hand firmly protecting you until you're completely dropped to your knees in the dark space beneath the desk, looking up at him.
"stay right down there" he commands, his voice vibrating in the small space as he leans back in his gaming chair.
he reaches down, unzipping his jeans with an impatient snap, and pulls his thick, rock-hard cock out. it’s already leaking pre-cum, glistening in the dim light of the computer monitor. he grips the back of your neck again, his thumb pressing into your jawline, forcing you to lean forward and look right at it.
"now lean forward, princess. squeeze them together around it" he orders, his breath hot as he leans down slightly.
you know exactly what he wants. you lean in, gathering your large breasts together with both hands, burying his thick shaft completely in the soft, tight valley of your cleavage. the second his tip pops out the top of your tits, ryul lets out the filthiest, most guttural groan you’ve ever heard.
"fuck, yes... right there. stay just like that," he pants.
he starts titty fucking you, slamming his hips forward in a violent, heavy rhythm. his cock slides fast and incredibly wet between your soft tits, the friction creating a slapping, squelching sound that fills the quiet space under the desk as your skin heats up. Ryul is staring straight down at you the whole time, his eyes wide and feral, watching your face distort and your lips part with every rough thrust.
"you like that, huh?" he growls, his voice dropping as he stares at you on your knees. "fuck, you're so soft... it feels so fucking good, yn. your big tits are choking my dick so tight."
"Ryul... it's too hot," you whimper, your hands gripping his thighs for balance as he pounds himself between your breasts, the friction making your nipples ache and harden against his skin. "you're going too fast..."
"i don't care" he gasps out, completely breathless, his thumbs digging hard into your skin as he snaps his waist forward even harder, burying every single centimeter of his leaking dick into your heavy chest. "you wanted my attention baby girl, so now you're gonna sit here and take every fucking inch of it."
he's panting like an animal now, his pace becoming completely feral as he nears the edge. his thrusts get shallower but twice as hard, his hips violently jackhammering into your cleavage. you can feel his shaft pulsing aggressively against your skin, getting even thicker as his breath hitches.
"fuck, yn, i'm gonna—i'm gonna paint these fat tits of yours," he chokes out, his voice dropping into a desperate, guttural whisper. "keep squeezing them, princess... squeeze them tight for your baby boy."
with one final, violent surge of his hips, Ryul cocks his head back, his entire body going rigid in the chair. a deep, trembling groan tears out of his throat as his cock erupts. he unleashes a massive, hot torrent of cum right between your breasts. heavy, thick ropes of white coat the tight valley of your cleavage, splattering up against your skin and dripping down the heavy curves of your breasts in warm, messy streaks.
he pants heavily, his chest heaving as his cock twitches out a few last drops against your skin. but he doesn't let you pull away. while still completely breathless, his eyes track the path of his cum dripping down toward your dark, swollen nipples.
"fuck, look at the mess we made" he murmurs, his tone dropping into something deeply needy.
without warning, he leans down under the table, bringing his face right back into your chest. his hot tongue licks a slow, messy stripe through the warm cum on your skin, tasting himself mixed with your sweat. you gasp, but before you can even react, Ryul locks his mouth directly onto one of your large nipples. he latches on hard, pulling the entire sensitive bud deep into his mouth and sucking it with a desperate, heavy hunger, his tongue swirling aggressively around the base while his hands squeeze your heavy breasts to force even more of your soft flesh into his mouth.
"Ryul—ah! stop, it's too sensitive," you whimper, arching your back under the desk as a sharp jolt of pleasure shoots straight down to your core.
he just lets out a muffled growl against your skin, refusing to let go, his lips locked tight around your nipple as he continues to suck you dry, completely marking his territory on your heavy chest
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summary; ryul is very good at giving the silent treatment, but he’s much worse at receiving it. you’re only returning the favor but 3 hours later, he’s sulking over a beat and pettiness turns him into a little koala
warnings; ignoring (silent treatment) sulking, slight jealousy, still fluff, a kiss
wc; 2,3k - requested
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you know something is wrong the moment ryul doesn’t talk..
normally he’s literally everywhere at once; commenting on whatever you’re doing, poking your cheek, stealing your drink, complaining dramatically about things that aren’t even close to actual issues
but earlier that afternoon he’d gotten annoyed over something stupid,
tbh you weren’t even sure what triggered him..
all you know is that he muttered a short “whatever,” and gone completely silent afterwards
the ryul silent treatment,
an absolute classic.
so naturally, you decided to return the favor
because of course, you’re generous like that
and now it’s been three hours..
it’s safe to say that he didn’t even notice it at first
he’s leaning against the kitchen counter scrolling on his phone while you walk past him to grab a glass
normally you’d bump into him on purpose, playfully
but today you just… walk by
you didn’t say anything, you didn’t acknowledge that he was standing there, you didn’t even bat an eye
he glances up immediately; “..you good?”
you say nothing, complete silence
open the cabinet, grab a cup, fill it with water, take a sip, turn back around and walk out
no eye contact or
just.. nothing
“..okay?”
he shrugs like he doesn’t care, but he can’t deny that hks eyes followed you when you leave the room, hoping you’d look at him for just a sec
20 minutes later he’s on the couch when you walk past him in the living room
normally you’d flop down next to him, grab his arm or throw you own legs over his
but today you sit in the armchair instead
he frowns while looking at you, scanning your face to see the slightest hint of annoying
“..you mad?”
silence.
“…hello?”
nothing.
he squints at you, but your face expression doesn’t change one bit
“..yn?”
you continue scrolling through your phone like you’re reading the most interesting thing ever posted online
and ryul leans forward a little, his eyes burning holes into
your face at this point
“..baby?”
a pause..
then he sighs, leaning back, crossing his arms as he scoffs softly
“okay,”
another pause..
he huffs under his breath, disbelief written all over his face as he shakes his head slightly as he thinks;
‘two can play this game’
so ever since, the apartment is filled with the most dramatic mutual ignoring imaginable
you walk past each other like strangers,
ryul deliberately looks the other direction whenever you enter a room, secretly still hoping you’d look into his direction
and for a while, ryul commits to it
like actually commits to it, full on taking it very seriously and very very dramatically
but after about an hour…
his petty commitment turns into annoyance, because you’re doing it too well
you don’t even glance at him, not once
you don’t even acknowledge him even the slightest bit, even when he sighs out loud, over exaggeratedly clears his throat or tries coming closer; you don’t waste one singular breath on him or his presence
you’re in the kitchen, making your nightly tea and he tries hovering near you,
once again trying to get a reaction out of you
but.. nothing
he even bumps your shoulder “accidentally”
no reaction.
he doesn’t give up tho
he just watches you for a good minute, his eyes tracing the lines of your face and he can’t help the way his lips curl up into a small smile
for a second he seems to forget that you’re in an active ignoring session
and before his mind can even comprehend what he’s doing, he leans in like he’s about to kiss you
but before he actually can, you step aside and grab a spoon out of the drawer
ryul freezes mid lean, eyes slightly wide, mouth gasping open just a little bit
“…did you just dodge me?” he scoffs softly
you just stir your tea and he stares at you, his gaze flickering between your tea and your face
“…wow.,” he mutters
later that night, when the front door bursts open, ryul is sulking on the couch; full on sulking
and louis walks in first, “yooooo!”
you immediately perk up in the kitchen by the sound of the others arriving,
“lou!!” you call out, excitedly
ryul’s eyes snap wide open
louis drops his bag and stretches dramatically, “i made a new beat today, wanna hear it?”
and you brighten instantly, a big smile plastered across your face for the first time that night,
“omg of course!!!!”
ryul slowly sits up straight,
that voice.
that sweet, excited voice.
the one you apparently still have access to for everyone except him?
you grab two capri sun’s for louis and you before following him into his bedroom, plopping down next to him on his lower bunk bed
ryul gets up and follows quietly, his feet shuffling over the floor before he stops to lean against the doorway
inside, louis’s already pressing play on the laptop, excitedly explaining what he did
and music fills the room while you nod along, smiling sweetly
“oh my god wait this part is so good!”
louis’s face lifts up instantly, “right?? wait listen to this drop-“
you lean closer to the laptop as louis taps around on his keyboard
and ryul’s eye twitches slightly when he hears you laughing
you even lightly shove louis’s shoulder when the beat switches, proudly telling him that he did a good job, mirroring the big smile on his face
ryul’s jaw tightens,
he doesn’t say anything tho, he just watches you two
and louis is so immersed in his beats that he doesn’t even seem to notice
“i was thinking of layering another synth here-“
and you nod enthusiastically, “yeah!! that would sound amazing!”
ryul scoffs quietly, pushing himself off the doorframe before walking away
he shakes his head and mutters a quiet, “..unbelievable,” under his breath
ten minutes later he wanders back, purely to see if you’re still ignoring him
which.. you are.
even worse actually,
you and louis seem to have the best time,
you’re sitting cross legged on his bed, louis slide down to sit on the floor with his laptop infront of him
and as a cherry on top, woojin joined your little gathering too
ryul stands in the hallway staring like a ghost,
he doesn’t enter the room, doesn’t even pretend he was going to
and louis and woojin immediately look up when the older guy shows up, woojin calling out for him to join you
but you?
you’re still doing.. whatever you’re doing
you don’t even look up for the slightest bit
ryul loudly clears his throat,
and woojin grins to himself, looking at ryul before whipping his head towards you
“aha.., i get it,” he mumbles, grinning widely now
louis looks up quickly, but continues talking, probably unaware of the ‘situation’
“…so i sampled this old drum kit-“
and you lean in instantly, to listen and see what he was doing
ryul dramatically sighs, drifting off to the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge
closing the door a little more aggressively than usual
..no reaction
he twists the cap louder than necessary
.. still no reply whatsoever
he sighs loudly (again)
still nothing.
he shuffles towards louis’s room again
walking past the doorway slowly,
very slowly..
almost like a little cat expecting attention, which is basically him right now
but nothing
he stops, turns back, stares at you while you are nodding while louis explains something about mixing
and ryul whispers to himself, “..wow,” before then storming off to his own room again
a little later, the apartment grows quiet
everyone is in their rooms, logging off for the night
and you go to the bathroom to get ready for bed as well
while you’re brushing your teeth, the door opens and ryul walks in
well, he doesn’t really walk in
he just leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed, watching you through the mirror
waiting..
you spit into the sink, rinse your toothbrush, put it away and continue the next step in your routine
still nothing..
his jaw tightens slightly, sighing softly as he realises you’re still not acknowledging his presence
“..yn?”
you don’t say anything, you don’t even seem to care that he’s right behind you
you just grab your skincare bottle and he watches you like he’s trying to force eye contact through sheer willpower
unsuccessful of course
you wipe your hands and brush your hair quickly before putting away all your stuff
once you’re finished, you simply walk past him, and disappear into his bedroom
ryul stays there for a second before his mind is fully aware of the fact that you just brushed straight past him, again
“..you’re actually joking,” he mutters
but nonetheless, he still follows you to the bedroom like a lost little puppy
a little moment later, after some needed tiktok scrolling, you turn off the lights and turn away under the blankets,
usually you’d curl up into his arms, resting your head on his chest while he holds you
but tonight, ryul just lies on his back staring into the darkness..
without you in his arms
five minutes pass
and he sighs loudly
ten minutes,
he shifts dramatically, adjusting his blanket even though it was covering his body just perfectly
fifteen minutes,
and there’s still complete silence
your breathing evened out softly, and for a second he thought you already fell asleep,
then-
in the complete darkness, you mumble,
“you can be such a lil bitch sometimes,”
and ryul instantly launches upright
the blankets rustle violently as his body jolts up,
“WHAT-“
he slaps the lamp on on his nightstand, and the light floods the room nicely
he’s staring at you like you just rose from the dead,
“YOU CAN STILL TALK?!”
you blink at him, scoffing softly, “of course,”
he looks deeply offended, like actually offended
“i’ve been suffering for HOURS,” he states dramatically
“good,”
“good??”
he gestures wildly, his hand brushes through his hair before sliding down his face,
“you ignored me like i committed a fk crime,”
you squint at him, your eyebrows frowning a little,
“you started it,”
“i did not,”
“you literally gave me the silent treatment earlier today,”
“..that was different,”
you raise an eyebrow, “how,”
he hesitates, “…it just was,”
you roll onto your back, sighing out loudly,
“see? lil bitch,”
ryul gasps like you just stabbed him,
and you only snort
he glares at you for about two seconds before his expression slowly turned sulky,
“…you dodged my kiss earlier,”
“yes,”
“that was uncalled for,”
“that was revenge,”
he flops down dramatically, groaning softly; “i don’t like being ignored,”
you glance at him, “yeah?”
he mutters, “..yeah,”
“you do it all the time,”
a pause..
then suddenly-
he rolls over and grabs you in a tight bearhug before you could even think of dodging him again
you wheeze instantly at the sudden movement, “ryul!”
“no,”
he buries his face into your shoulder, “i’m claiming you back,”
you try to shove him away but he just tightens his hold like a stubborn koala
“you were being nice to louis and ignoring me,”
you laugh, “because louis isn’t annoying,”
“can you stop,” he groans
“and you were lurking in the hallway like a ghost,”
“because you were flirting with him,”
you stare at him, “flirting?” you echo, “the kid is 15,”
“so what? you were 15 once,”
“…i said his beat was good,”
“you were literally leaning into him,”
“oh my god,”
“that’s physical affection,”
you only scoff under your breath and ryul looks absolutely scandalized
“this is serious,”
“you’re ridiculous,”
“i’m correct,”
you push his face away, “you’re jealous and petty,”
but he immediately denies it, “i am NOT jealous!”
there’s a beat of silence,
“…i just think louis should mind his business,”
you grin, “and you’re petty,”
“i’m not,”
“so if i go tell louis i liked the beat again-,”
ryul groans loudly, and before you can even say anything else, his face comes back up and his lips were crushed on yours
completely out of nowhere, and you had zero chance to even try and protest
it’s messy and quick and very much meant to interrupt your sentence, which was successful
and you blink when he pulls back, “that was cheating,”
he just shrugs easily, “strategic actually,”
you narrow your eyes, “if you kiss me again i’m gonna go hug louis tomorrow,”
ryul freezes, his eyes wide as his mouth drops open, “don’t say things like that!”
and you grin, “louis gives good hugs tho,”
ryul tackles you back into the mattress
“YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EVEN KNOW THAT!!”
you laugh as he squishes you into the pillow,
“ryul- i can’t breathe,”
“good, you started psychological warfare,”
you wiggle in his hold, trying to free yourself from the strong grip he has on you,
“you started it,”
he groans, “..fine,”
then he presses another kiss to your lips,
this one slower and softer
less dramatic
and you don’t even try to fight him off, you smirk into his lips as your arms naturally closed around his neck, pulling him closer to you
“…don’t ignore me like that again,” he mumbles against your lips
“maybe,”
he pulls away slightly, squinting his eyes suspiciously,
“…i’m literally gonna lock you in this room,”
you burst out laughing, and ryul immediately pulls you closer again
“i’m being serious,”
“yes a serious lil bitch,”
he rolls his eyes, chuckling softly, “you forgot petty,”
“right my bad,” you reply, “a petty lil bitch,”
he nudges your head into your pillow before turning around to turn off the light,
“ok enough talking,” he sighed as he plopped down onto the bed again, pulling you into his side
“already?” you jokingly said, “i thought you didn’t like the silence,”
“i’m reconsidering my decision,” he laughed
“copied sir,” you replied, “i’ll be quiet again,”
“no. no, no, i’m joking, please keep talking, i like your talking,”
you grin, “i know you do,”
he laughs softly, his arms finally closing around you, pressing a soft kiss on your temple before closing his eyes
and you better believe that for the rest of the night,
he holds you close to him like you might actually disappear if he lets go
and deep down, he’s making a silent promise to himself that he won’t ever give you the silent treatment again..
from now on, the ryul treatment is specifically for woojin and louis
