TinyTeezer

﹕𝜗𝜚﹕ NOTES ; the long awaited moment God damn ik some of yall are gonna be glad but i lowkey felt bad when rereading this somehow 🫠 anyway 😆 the convo with jake on the 16th slide is a ref to a french reality show and i laughed alone at this byeee- anyway hope yall will like it!

PART 12.5 — INDEX

bf! instagram stories with bf!hoon x fem!reader ˙𐃷˙ fluff, suggestive jokes, crack ᶻ 𝗓 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ .ᐟ

jungwon ver heeseung ver jay ver jake ver sunghoon ver sunoo ver ni-ki ver m.masterlist

( 박성훈 ) ⓘ 𝑺𝑴𝑼𝑻! ⋆ handjob ⋆ implied fingering ⋆ teasing ⋆ praise ⋆ dirty talk ⋆ pet names ⋆ fwb!sunghoon vibes ⋆ swearing ⋆ first time : 554

──── in which ︵ bfs!sunghoon is teaching you how to give a handjob.

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“just—juust like that, fuck, hold it a little tighter." sunghoon rasped, his hand covered yours over his shaft to guide your movements. "f-fuck--" his word trailed off into a low moan when you squeezed his shaft a bit more like he instructed, his lips parting to let out shaky breaths.

this all happened so abruptly.

you never would have thought a simple, jokingly asked, question about how to do a hand job would lead to this. sunghoon, himself, knew that he was getting too into it even though it was just to help you learn in a hands-on kind of way. his hips threatened to buck into your hand and his breathing grew shallower with each stroke.

"fuuuck." sunghoon breathed out, his eyes closing briefly before opening again, locking eyes with you. "w-wait i’m close." he tried to stop your hand, his fingers wrapping around your wrist, but you didn’t stop. your hand kept on pumping his length — hell, even faster than before.

a few seconds later, his resolve shattered and sunghoon couldn’t stop himself from fucking your fist. he was far too gone with pleasure to care about the little hitches in his breath or the needy sounds bubbling in his chest.

"fuck-fuc—" he choked out when he felt the bands in his abdomen grow increasingly taut; right on the verge of exploding.

"oh! sh-shit-shit-shit! m’gonna cum!" sunghoon gasped out quickly, his hand leaving your wrist to grip the couch cushions with both hands as his hips twitched and jerked erratically with each stroke of your hand on his swelling shaft.

his body tensed — stilling when he suddenly felt his orgasm crash over him. a low, drawn out moan left his lips as rope after rope of warm cum spurted out of his tip and onto your hand and his pelvis, making a sticky mess. his brows were furrowed in pleasure, eyes squeezed shut and mouth open in a small ‘o’. his hips gave weak thrusts into your hand as he rode out his high and the sight left your panties absolutely drenched.

a question slipped out before you could think twice.

"can you teach me how to finger myself?" sunghoon’s eyes snapped open at the sudden question, his jaw slowly dropping as he stared at you, trying to process what you just asked. you cursed at yourself internally at the absurdity and uncurled your fingers from his shaft, gently taking your hand away before taking a few tissues from the tissue box beside sunghoon to wipe your hands off of his cum.

after a few tense seconds, he finally spoke, his voice slightly hoarse from the intense orgasm you gave him. "well, since you… you know, gave me a handjob, i guess it’s only fair if i return it, no?" you blinked at him in surprise, not expecting him to actually say yes.

"well, then, get on the couch, sweetheart." sunghoon watched you comply, sitting down on the couch beside him. he took a few tissues and cleaned himself up before pulling his boxers and pants back up.

"oh, and take off those pretty little shorts — i’ll teach you everything i know." he cooed before sitting down beside you, ready to teach you whatever you wanted to learn.

he’s your best friend, after all.

© 2026 LOVECVREXX. please do not repost / claim my work is yours.

𖢥 ────── spiderman!jake texts .✦ ˎˊ˗ fluff, crack, ft. sunghoon aka guy in the chair hehe, jake is extremely down bad, based off of tangled up with you!jakeyn

°˖➴ .ᐟ ── a little something as an apology for being absent on here :') reread some of tangled up with you recently and started missing spidey jakey hehe so here's this! i promise i'll start being more active soon,,,i'm currently in the midst of writing two fics ;) anyways enjoy & take care <333

⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.

𝗖𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 ─── ✿ 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 . heavily inspired by otl ! 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 ' angst cheating profanity manipulation arguing ' ( 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 ) ♱ like and reblog ! 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽 . 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗇𝖾

⠀ ‎‎𝐈𝐈 . O1 O2 O3 O4 O5 O6 O7 O8 O9 O10 O11 O12 O13 O14 O15 O16

여키 EDITION . chapter seven will be posted on tuesday cuz i lwk got exams also shoutout to @mirukiu for proofreading i love u omega

𓊆西村力 x fem reader𓊇 💌 scent kink, panty sniffing, riki jerks off to your scent and panties and bra, sunshine gf x grumpy bf troupe kinda, he's NASTY and disgusting

𓆩♡𓆪 i cannot resist it U guys. nishimura riki i fucking love u. ure so fun to write with and your girlfriend will always be the contrast of u. if u <3 it pls give it lots of love and feedbacks!!

“sooo… how do i look?”

your boyfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, wearing nothing but black sweatpants and a sleeveless white tee. his phone slipped from his hand the second he looked up. his eyes dragged slowly down your body, then back up.

“whoa… hot stuff,” he breathed, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “you’re looking way too good. c’mere,” 

𝒜𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 ' 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾, 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾’𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒.

𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗎 👜 : 𝒻t. 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗇 × 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ꣑୧ ‎‎‎ ‎‎‎‎𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾 '‎‎ ‎‎ ‎‎‎𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 爱 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾 ‎‎ 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 ‎‎‎ 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍

OO1 OO2 OO3 OO4 ...

W/ Bsf!y/n x downbad!jakehoonwon, smau, fluff, banter, humour, jake sunghoon and jungwon are all huge dorks forgive them

 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎written for the heart’s mailroom event ! ༊

✷ when your first experience with smoking goes disastrously wrong at a crowded house party, your boyfriend, nishimura riki, stays by your side through the panic !

pairings ⸝⸝ plug!boyfriend‎‎‎‎‎!riki ✿ f!rea ‎ ‎ ✉️‎ ‎ ‎ wc ⸝⸝ 2.7k

🗯️ 内容‎ ‎ ‎  ‎ marijuana use, smoking, anxiety symptoms, nausea, a bit of crying on reader's end, established relationship, first-time smoking, greening out, skinship, one forehead kiss, emotional reassurance !

EL’S ✷ BUBBLE : happy 1st of june, hoonguin nation ♡ this is kind of bad and rushed sawry . . also i was literally on wikihow’s how to enjoy a cigarette because i don't actually smoke so oops probably not that accurate but whatever >"< for my #1 plug!enha enjoyer, @bellaflippy 😎 thank you for da request mweheh

The bass was doing something foul to your chest cavity, and it wasn't the good kind of foul. 

It pulsed through the floorboards of whatever house this was, you'd already forgotten the name of the girl who'd invited you, a friend of a friend of a friend, a thread so frayed it barely qualified as a connection. The lights were doing that thing where they strobed just slow enough to make you think the room was spinning when it absolutely was not. 

Yet.

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 𝟗𝟐𝟎 ⎯⎯⎯ ✦ 𝗕𝗳!𝗛𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴 - 𝗚𝗳!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 : fingering, hand fixation, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, dirty talk/praise, spit, licking, sloppy acts, nipple play, dom! Heeseung, mdni.

୨ৎ ֹ : I had to write this because it’s literally what I saw in my dream 🫠

You’re pinned against the cold wall of the hallway, barely inside the apartment door before Heeseung’s mouth crashes into yours. His tall frame towers over you, broad shoulders caging you in as one of his ridiculously big hands grips your jaw, tilting your face up to him. Those long, thick fingers dig into your skin with just enough pressure to make your pulse throb between your legs.

“Been thinking about these all day,” you whimper against his lips, your eyes already glassy as you stare at the hand currently wrapped around your throat. Heeseung chuckles darkly, low and filthy, his breath hot on your cheek.

“Yeah? My pretty girl’s such a slut for my hands.” His voice is velvet-rough, dripping with lust. The hand not around your neck slides down your body, shoving your skirt up to your waist in one rough motion. He doesn’t bother with panties, he hooks two thick fingers into the soaked fabric and yanks them aside, exposing your dripping cunt to the cool air.

⊹ . ˙ ܀ She's not only good on stage, she's also good off stage… Where the female member of Enhypen helps her members with stress in the best way she knows how. ﹙ ♡︎ ﹚˖

Pairings: idol! enha ot7 x fem 8th member! reader

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, explicit!content, p in v, unprotected sex (not for you idiot), masturbation (m and f), oral (m and f recieiving), face fucking, fingering, finger sucking, cock riding, cowgirl, missionary, doggy position, shower sex, mirror sex, semi public sex, spanking, praise and pets names, crying during sex,non-consensual voyeurism, aftercare, idk what more.

wc: 3,9k

note: English isn't my first language, so if you find any mistakes I apologize, hehe, and I also welcome any corrections or tips from you. If by some chance you're here and you speak Spanish, let me tell you that I do too, hehe, and that the Spanish version is available here.

⊹ . ˙ ܀ HEESEUNG - 0.5k

It was early morning, and everyone was fast asleep after a long, tiring day. Or so she thought when she left her room to go to the kitchen for a glass of water. A very low noise made her stop mid-stride; she froze, thinking her mind was playing tricks on her. It happened again, and now she couldn't deny what she was hearing. A muffled moan reached her ears, coming from Heeseung's room.

The strained voice of her bandmate, along with a wet sound, made her cheeks flush. She tiptoed to Heeseung's door, standing right in front of it; from there, she could hear him even more clearly.

"I know you're in there. Come in" Heeseung said, his voice thick with effort from the other side. She wanted to back away, but instead, she turned the doorknob and stepped inside. The room was almost entirely dark, save for the small lamp on the desk. She glanced toward the bed, finding the unsurprising sight of him completely naked, his hand moving over his hard, glistening cock.

"Come and help me. You're not going to leave me like this, are you? Training today left me exhausted."

She obeyed, climbing onto the bed and positioning herself in front of Heeseung, right between his legs and sitting on her own ankles. She took his cock in her hand, slowly stroking him.

"Oh God… Damn it…" Heeseung groaned at the touch of her cold hands against his hot skin. "Into your mouth, put it in your mouth."

She complied, lowering her face to take him in, sliding his cock as deep down her throat as she could manage. It was already well lubricated with his own precum.

"Ahh… Hmmg… Yes, like that… you know exactly how to do it… Ohh…" Heeseung suddenly pushed her head much further down, holding her there for a few seconds and making her gag.

She pulled herself free, breathing heavily. "Idiot, don't do that." He chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Sorry. Lie on your back. Head over the edge."

She obeyed, letting her head fall over the edge of the bed. Heeseung positioned himself right in front of her face, his cock brushing against her lips.

"Open" he ordered. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, unconsciously parting her lips and sticking out her tongue. Heeseung held her head firmly by the sides and plunged deep to the back of her throat. She slapped her thighs in protest, but he didn't stop, pacing his thrusts so fast that she began having trouble catching her breath.

"Shit, I'm going to cum… Mghm… You're going to take it all" Thrusting into her one last time, he maintained his tight grip as the orgasm coursed through him, spilling his semen into her throat.

Tears streamed down her face, and only when Heeseung finished did he finally release her.

"You animal, you almost choked me," she complained, coughing slightly. Heeseung grabbed a towel and gently wiped her face. He gave her a tender kiss on the lips and smiled. "Sorry and thank you... you're always so thoughtful with us."

She rolled her eyes, ready to head back to her room, but Heeseung caught her arm. "Sleep with me tonight."

⊹ . ˙ ܀ JAY - 0.4k

They both arrived at the dorm after rehearsals, and Jay wouldn't even let her go to the shower. Instead, he pulled her onto the sofa, kissing her frantically, as if he were completely desperate for her. Right now, she was bouncing rapidly on his cock, filling the room with her moans. "Mhg… Ja-Jay…" she whimpered, holding onto his shoulders as Jay slapped her ass.

"Shhh, you have to be less noisy, darling…" he whispered, although he was clearly delighted by the sound.

He grabbed the hem of her t-shirt to pull it off, and once he did, he unhooked her bra, freeing her aching breasts. He guided his mouth to one of her nipples while sliding one of his hands to her clitoris, caressing it in a circular motion. The sudden friction caused her to let out a small cry.

"Jay… Ahh… God." She continued riding him as he devoured her nipples. She felt her thighs tremble, warning her that her orgasm was close. Jay gripped her by the hips and laid her back against the sofa, positioning himself over her. He guided her legs over his shoulders and began thrusting into her hard and fast. "Yes, yes, baby… don't hold back. Cum on my cock, do it."

The release arrived like an overwhelming wave, making her moan loudly, her body trembling beneath his thrusts. Jay continued his work, seeking his own release. At that moment, neither of them heard the front door open, let alone the announcement of the person who had just walked in.

"Guys, I brought dinner—" Jake froze in the doorway, staring right at them.

She caught his eye and felt her soul leave her body from pure embarrassment. "Ja-Jay… stop."

"What the hell, Park Jongseong?" Jake complained, his voice loud enough to finally make Jay halt.

Jay looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. "Is there a problem, Jakey?"

"Maybe the fact that you're fucking in the living room? And on the couch! I'm never sitting there again."

"You're exaggerating. Go away. Give me five more minutes and I'll be done."

Jake huffed, slamming the bag of food onto the kitchen table before disappearing down the hall.

"Now, should I continue with the part where you moan my name and make me come?" Jay asked playfully. She nodded, her cheeks completely flushed. Jay resumed his movements, thrusting as deep as the position allowed. A few more hard strokes were enough to push him over the edge, spilling inside her as he reached his climax.

"I love you so much, beautiful."

⊹ . ˙ ܀ JAKE - 0.5k

She was taking her much-anticipated shower after her session with Jay. The steam from the hot water filled the bathroom as she listened to music, so engrossed in humming the tune that she didn't notice the shower door opening. It wasn't until large, cold hands cupped her bottom that she turned around with a start.

She sighed with relief when she realized it was Jake, who was smiling tenderly at her despite being completely naked and standing in the shower with her.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" she asked, a little breathless.

"I got a little jealous that Jay had you before me today" Jake confessed. "So, I came for my comfort."

Jake didn't give her a chance to protest. He took her cheeks in his hands and brought his lips to hers, plunging them into a long, desperate kiss. He devoured her mouth, seeking to feel every part of it, thrusting his tongue inside and biting her lips. When he finally pulled away to let her catch her breath, he chuckled softly at the sight of her flushed cheeks.

"Damn, you turn me on so much when you look like this. I need to fuck you right now. On your knees."

She didn't even have time to react before Jake was already guiding her body to the floor, her knees hitting the wet tile and her back resting against the wall. Right in front of her face lay his long, hard cock. She stared at it and swallowed nervously. Jake laughed again, his dick giving a slight twitch as he grasped it at the base, gently tapping her cheek with it. "Open that pretty little mouth for me, beautiful."

She complied, opening her mouth and giving him permission to slide down her throat. Jake was harder to take because of his length.

"Ugh… Fuck, you're so good at this, like always… Aghh" Jake groaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, suppressing the urge to completely ravage her mouth. "Mmhg… Ohh shit, yes…" He thrust in as far as he could before finally releasing her, helping her up from the floor only to pin her against the glass partition.

"I'm going in, baby… okay?"

She nodded.

"No, I need you to tell me" Jake guided the tip of his cock to her entrance, holding back as he waited for her answer.

"Do it, Jake. Fuck me"

He did, plunging inside her with a powerful thrust that made her let out a sharp squeal. Jake pounded into her roughly, pushing her hard against the glass.

"Mmhg… Aahh… Mmm… Jake!" she moaned, feeling her walls tighten around him as another orgasm began to build.

Jake brought a hand to her clitoris, pressing down and rubbing in frantic circles in perfect sync with his heavy thrusts. "You're damn beautiful, I can't be away from you for a second. I love you. I love how you squeeze my cock."

He kissed and bit her neck, his hips moving relentlessly, filling the bathroom with the sound of their moans mixed with the splash of water over their slick bodies.

"Ohh… I'm going to…" He couldn't even finish the sentence before his climax shook him completely, sending electric shocks from his feet straight to his cock as he released inside her. He continued thrusting even after the release, slowing his pace and leaving small, gentle kisses along her spine.

Finally, he pulled out and turned her around so they were face to face, wrapping his arms around her in a tight hug. "Now let me pamper you, okay? You must be exhausted after so much rehearsal and physical activity."

⊹ . ˙ ܀ SUNGHOON - 0.5k

They were at the photoshoot for their album Desire: Unleash. All the guys were incredibly impressed by her appearance, but especially Sunghoon, who had to ask for a moment to go to the restroom because of the raging erection he got just from seeing her in an outfit that hugged her waist and ass perfectly. Sunghoon had an addiction to that ass. While he was masturbating, frustrated at having a hard-on at such an inopportune moment, he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Who is it?" he asked, biting his lower lip to stifle a moan.

"It's me, Hoon. Are you almost done? I need to come in."

Sunghoon didn't miss the opportunity. "Come in. Just... come in."

She entered the bathroom, surprised. "But... what do you think you're doing? You could have been caught."

Sunghoon squeezed his cock with the palm of his hand while using his other to beckon her closer. "Come here. I'm like this because of you. So, you have an obligation to fix it. Suck my cock, now."

"My fault? Well, I'm so sorry you have no self-control," she huffed, kneeling in front of him anyway. "Just this once, we need to get back quickly."

"Whatever, just... help me, and I promise to please you after the session."

She sighed, taking his cock in her hands, slowly stroking him. Sunghoon groaned in response, a heavy frown twisting his features. "Fuck... Mghm... I need your mouth. I asked you to suck it."

She guided her mouth to his dick, licking the tip first, teasing him with pleasurable friction before taking him all in, sucking, licking, and leaving trails of saliva along his length. Sunghoon gently held her perfectly straightened hair back so it wouldn't get messed up while she continued to stroke his cock.

"Oughh... Mghmm... Ohh... Y-yes, that's right."

She felt he was getting too close to the edge, but he suddenly stopped her, holding her cheeks to pull her back.

"What's wrong? We don't have much time, Sunghoon"

Before she could protest further, Sunghoon grabbed her by the waist, unbuttoning her pants and pulling them down along with her panties. He spun her around, pinning her against the sink and forcing her to look at their reflection in the mirror.

"I'm taking that promise back. I'll please you right now" Following his words, Sunghoon plunged his tongue into her wet pussy.

"Ahh!" she moaned, forcing herself to clap a hand over her own mouth because of how loud she had been.

"Baby... you need to be quieter, or we'll get caught" Sunghoon warned, his voice low as he went back to licking her, running his tongue over every inch and pausing at her clitoris to suck it in an exquisite torture that made her thighs tremble. Then, he slipped two fingers inside, giving small thrusts while he continued to stimulate her.

"Hoon… I-I… Mghm…"

Hearing her announcement, Sunghoon stood up, guiding his cock straight inside her. He covered her mouth with both hands to muffle her cries and began to thrust frantically, relentlessly.

"Damn, look at you… taking my cock during a photoshoot, while the others are waiting right outside… Ough… Mmgh…" Sunghoon continued slamming his hips against her ass until he finally came deep inside her.

Once finished, he stepped back, cleaned her up with some toilet paper, and helped her get dressed again. He gave her a sweet kiss on the lips before heading out the door.

"Always the best at relieving stress. Love you.”

⊹ . ˙ ܀ SUNOO - 0.5k

She was lying on her bed, staring at her phone and completely absorbed in her thoughts, when she looked up and noticed Sunoo standing in the doorway. "What's up, Ddonu? Is everything alright?" she asked, noticing he looked a little down.

Instead of answering, Sunoo simply threw himself on top of her, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in her chest. "I'm exhausted... that's all" he mumbled, rubbing his face against her warmth.

She smiled, gently stroking his hair. "We all are, Sun... But it'll be worth it. This album is going to be a hit"

He just made a soft sound of agreement, playfully slipping his hand under her shirt to squeeze one of her breasts.

"Sunoo... The others might see us..." she protested weakly.

"I don't care. And you didn't seem to care that time with Jay, either" Sunoo pointed out, a hint of reproach in his voice. He lifted her shirt completely, revealing her bare breasts, and immediately brought one to his mouth while continuing to massage the other. "Mghm… Sun…"

"I'm so tired… pamper me today, okay? We'll both enjoy it." Sunoo moved away from her chest to slide off her sweatpants and panties. He brought two fingers to his mouth, wetting them with saliva, before caressing her and slowly inserting them inside.

"Ohh…" She moaned at the intrusion, her cheeks flushing at the nerve-wracking thought of any other member walking down the hall and catching them.

Sunoo thrust his fingers slowly into her, making a scissor-like motion inside to strike her sweet spot, eliciting low moans from her. Feeling his fingers get completely soaked in her slick fluids, he began to pick up the pace, thrusting in and out rapidly, creating an obscene wet sound. "Ohh… Sun-sunoo…"

He stopped his movements when she suddenly clamped her legs shut in arousal. Smiling, he withdrew his fingers and quickly lowered his own pants.

"Open those pretty legs for me, my love" He gripped her hips, rubbing his length against her pussy before plunging deep inside with a loud gasp.

"Mmgh… Yes… You're squeezing me so tight. It doesn't even feel like you're having sex with all of us all the time." Sunoo moved in and out of her at a highly pleasurable rhythm, occasionally leaning down to kiss her lips or whisper soft compliments into her ear. "Aagh… You're perfect. I'll never get tired of coming to you for love."

He changed the pace, pushing her thighs against her abdomen to lift her hips higher, driving even deeper inside her.

"Oough… Sun- right there, right there…" she moaned as she felt the blunt tip of his cock hit that exact spot. Her legs trembled violently as her orgasm crashed over her. She squeezed him tight while he continued thrusting rapidly until he, too, reached his own climax. Sunoo pulled out and collapsed back onto her chest, letting his groupmate's warm, trembling hands stroke his back.

"Give me ten minutes and we can go for another round" he murmured, planting soft kisses along her collarbone.

"Another one? You guys never get tired" she laughed softly.

"Actually, I am tired" Sunoo countered playfully, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "So, this time you'll be doing all the work, beautiful."

⊹ . ˙ ܀ JUNGWON - 0.5k

The concert had ended, and the euphoric screams of the fans could still be heard backstage. All the members were walking toward their dressing rooms when she felt a sudden tug on her arm, pulling her away from the group.

"Jungwon? Now? Really?" she questioned, too exhausted to even bother resisting.

"Come on, please. We deserve it. We did a great job, and I'm so horny now" Jungwon caressed her waist under her shirt, pulling her flush against him so she could feel his very obvious erection through his pants. "I've been trying to hide this for the last two songs. You look so beautiful today."

"Won… they might see or hear us here…" she tried to reason, but Jungwon drowned her out with a kiss. It was slow at first, but filled with an intense, desperate desire; he really needed her.

Still kissing her, he cornered her against the heavy shipping containers used for the sound equipment. He pulled away just enough to unbutton his pants, exposing his hard cock. "It'll be quick, I promise… and if you want, we can continue in the bedroom later."

"Okay, but hurry."

Jungwon spun her around, pressing her chest and stomach against the cold metal of the container, lifting her denim shorts to expose her ass to him. He massaged her pussy with his fingers, a smirk evident in his voice. "Just look at you, you're already wet."

He teased her for a second before taking his length and slowly sliding all the way inside her. "Mmhg… Wonnie…"

Jungwon buried himself deep, immediately covering her mouth with one hand. "I'd love to hear you scream at the top of your lungs, but unless you want everyone to see us, it'll have to be like this, my love."

Then, Jungwon began thrusting desperately. The speed and roughness with which he was pounding into her felt almost feral. She stifled her own moans by biting her tongue and her lower lip. Pressing down firmly on her hip with one hand, he drove into her again and again.

Tears of ecstasy streamed down her cheeks, her cries completely muffled beneath his palm. She whined against his hand, overwhelmed by the fierce pace, yet unable to get enough of it. Jungwon brought his palm down hard against one of her buttocks, leaving the skin flushed and reddened, but he didn't pause or slow down for a single second. Releasing her hip, he reached up to grip her hair, pulling her head back against his chest as he continued to pound her until she was thoroughly sore.

Luckily, the muffled chaos of the fans screaming and the staff moving equipment outside drowned out their tryst. Otherwise, they would have been discovered by the distinct, rhythmic slap of their bodies alone.

"Damn, I'm going to cum..." Jungwon growled. He delivered a few more frantic thrusts until he came violently inside her, keeping himself buried for at least a minute while they both caught their breath. Finally, he pulled out and released his hold on her.

"How do you still have so much energy after a full concert?" she panted, catching her breath as she pulled her shorts back up.

"I told you it would be quick" he joked, earning a playful punch to the chest. He helped her fix herself up, and together, they casually walked back to the dressing room to join the rest of the group.

⊹ . ˙ ܀ NIKI - 0.6k

They were both sitting on the floor of Riki's room playing video games after an exhausting day of concerts. They had already showered and eaten a light dinner. Riki had suggested they play racing games until they fell asleep, but boredom was quickly getting the better of him.

"Ugh, this is boring" he complained, pausing the game and dropping his controller onto the rug. He huffed, ruffling his still-damp hair with one hand. "What if we do something else?"

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Like what?"

Riki smiled mischievously and moved closer, their lips almost brushing. "Let's relieve some stress together. You know exactly what I mean."

She rolled her eyes playfully. "You guys really don't get tired... Fine."

"God! you're the best! That's why you're my favorite. Now, off to bed, doll."

She sat on the edge of the bed, and Riki pulled the t-shirt off his shoulders before gently pushing her down onto the sheets. He climbed on top of her and kissed her lips passionately, slowly at first, but with an intense, burning lust. Riki slipped his hand inside her pajama shorts, massaging her clitoris in tight circles and eliciting a sharp gasp from her.

"Mmgh, Riki…" she murmured against his mouth, but he silenced her with another kiss, his tongue deeply exploring her mouth as their saliva mingled with wet, needy sounds.

Then, Riki slid two fingers inside her, causing her thighs to instinctively clamp shut. He pulled away from her face, spreading her legs wide. "Don't be shy, baby…" he teased, stripping off her shorts and underwear before thrusting his fingers back inside her. He moved them in and out repeatedly until she let out a sharp cry, her trembling legs squeezing around his hand.

Gripping her hip, Riki flipped her over so she was face down on the mattress, leaving her bare backside resting against his thighs. Riki parted her folds with his hands and slicked her already wet entrance with a bit of spit, massaging her up and down with his fingers. When she moaned aloud, he delivered a sharp slap to her buttocks, making her jump.

"You're very noisy today, and I'm only touching you with my hands" He slapped her again, then leaned down to kiss the skin that was already turning a lovely shade of red. Riki stood up to strip off his own pants. "Get on all fours, darling" he ordered.

With slightly clumsy movements, she positioned herself, leaving her ass completely at his mercy. Riki lined himself up with her pussy and thrust in hard. A loud moan tore from her throat as her legs trembled, almost giving way beneath his weight. He roughly drove into her from behind, holding her firmly by the hips, slapping her buttocks so repeatedly that the distinct marks of his hand and fingers began to bloom on her skin.

"Aah… Riki, ahh… God!" she gasped, her voice broken by the raw intensity with which he was fucking her.

Her arms finally gave out, and she collapsed onto the mattress, burying her face in the sheets. The new angle gave him an even better reach, allowing him to penetrate deeper than before.

"Mmgh… Damn it, you always squeeze me so tight. I love it… Oohh… Shit." Riki continued his relentless pace for a few more minutes, even as her tight walls milked his length with the force of the orgasm that overtook her.

Her muffled moans filled the sheets. "Mmhg… Aah-aah… Yes… Fuck" Riki groaned, plunging in one final time, filling her completely as he reached his climax. Without withdrawing, he bent over her back, brushing the stray hairs from her face to press a tender kiss to her flushed cheek. "Thank you…"

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Pairing: CEO!Heeseung x Fem!Reader

Genre: fluff, romance, comedy, jealousy, arranged marriage au, husband heeseung

WC: 1.56k Or 1,568 words.

Synopsis: Heeseung thought surviving another boring corporate gala would be easy. unfortunately, his wife decided to show up looking breathtaking, and an overly confident businessman made the mistake of flirting with her right in front of him.

Everyone in the business world knew Lee Heeseung.

Young CEO. Brilliant strategist. Cold in meetings. Ruthless during negotiations. The kind of man whose mere presence could silence an entire conference room with a single glance.

At least, that was the version the world knew.

The version Y/N knew was entirely different.

The Heeseung she knew was the one who buried his face in her shoulder the second he stepped through the front door after a grueling twelve-hour workday. The Heeseung who followed her from room to room like a lost puppy, completely discarding his sharp corporate persona the moment they were behind closed doors. The Heeseung who constantly flirted with her just to watch her blush, acting as if he couldn't survive a single day without his wife.

And tonight?

Tonight he was suffering.

"Absolutely not."

Y/N glanced up from the vanity mirror, adjusting a delicate silver earring. "Hm?"

Heeseung stood in the doorway of their bedroom, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest. He was staring. Or rather, glaring.

At her dress.

The elegant black evening gown fit perfectly, hugging her curves in all the right places before cascading down to the floor. It was tasteful, elegant, and entirely appropriate for a high-profile corporate gala. Nothing scandalous.

Yet his expression looked like she had personally declared war against him.

"You're not wearing that out," he said, his voice dropping an octave.

Y/N fought back a smile, turning around on her stool to face him fully. "And why is that?"

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the exposed skin of her collarbones. "You know why."

She absolutely did.

Their marriage had started as a cold, calculated arrangement between two influential families. Neither had expected much from it besides polite coexistence. Yet somehow, somewhere between late-night conversations over takeout, shared quiet mornings, and countless small moments, they had fallen hopelessly in love.

Now, two years later, Heeseung was completely and utterly whipped. And he made absolutely no effort to hide it when they were alone.

"It's just a dress, Heeseung."

"It's dangerous."

"It's fabric."

"It's a public safety hazard," he countered, finally walking into the room. He closed the distance between them and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin heavily on her shoulder. He looked at their reflection in the mirror. "Stay home with me."

"We have to attend," she reminded him, running her hands over his forearms. "You already promised the organizers."

"I can cancel. A sudden corporate emergency."

"You won't."

He let out a dramatic, exaggerated sigh against her neck. "Unfortunately, you know me too well."

An hour later, their sleek black sedan pulled up to the venue. The grand ballroom sparkled beneath enormous crystal chandeliers, casting a warm glow over the crowd of executives, investors, and elite business leaders filling the space.

The moment the double doors opened and they were announced, countless eyes shifted toward them. More specifically—toward Y/N.

Heeseung noticed instantly. His jaw tightened, his hand smoothing over the small of her back in a gesture that was as protective as it was possessive.

Y/N noticed the subtle shift in his posture, which only made her bite back a grin. It was a bad idea to tease him in a room full of reporters and business rivals, but watching the unflappable CEO lose his composure over something so simple was entirely too entertaining.

For the first hour, everything went smoothly. They moved through the crowd seamlessly, engaging in the usual corporate routine of polite nods, business discussions, and networking. Heeseung was the picture of professionalism, answering questions with sharp intellect while keeping Y/N closely by his side.

Then, the peace broke.

"Mrs. Lee, right?"

A smooth voice interrupted their conversation. Y/N turned to find Kang Minho, a young representative from a rival tech firm, standing there with a champagne flute in hand. He was confident, charming, and clearly a little too comfortable.

Y/N smiled politely, out of pure instinct. "Yes, hello."

"I've heard a lot about you, but the rumors don't do you justice," Minho said, his eyes lingering just a second too long.

Beside her, the air around Heeseung turned ice-cold. His fingers tightened imperceptibly against her waist.

Minho, completely oblivious to the impending danger, continued talking, shifting his stance to step a little closer into Y/N's personal space. "I'd love to invite you to our firm's upcoming charity event next month. I think you'd find our latest projects very interesting."

Several nearby executives, sensing the sudden, suffocating drop in atmospheric pressure around Lee Heeseung, quietly took a step back. One by one, people cleared the immediate blast radius. Nobody wanted to be caught in whatever storm was brewing.

Y/N, however, decided to play with fire. "Oh, really? That sounds lovely."

Minho smiled, encouraged. "You're even more gracious than people described. I'd love to discuss it further over lunch sometime, if your schedule allows."

Clink.

The sound of Heeseung setting his glass down on a passing waiter's tray was sharp enough to cut through the ambient noise of the ballroom.

Done. Finished. Limits exceeded.

Before Minho could utter another syllable, Heeseung stepped forward, shifting his weight so that he effectively blocked half of Minho's view of his wife. His arm wrapped securely around Y/N's waist, pulling her flush against his side in a firm, undeniable statement.

Mine.

"I'm sure my wife appreciates the invitation," Heeseung said, his voice incredibly calm, smooth, and utterly terrifying. He offered a polite, practiced corporate smile—one that didn't reach his eyes in the slightest. "However, her schedule is completely managed through my office, and I can assure you, she is entirely booked."

Minho blinked, the charm draining from his face as he finally looked up to meet the eyes of the young tycoon. The sheer intensity in Heeseung's gaze made the younger man swallow hard. "I—of course, Mr. Lee. Just professional courtesy."

"Of course," Heeseung replied smoothly, his tone laced with a silent warning that needed no translation. "Enjoy the rest of your evening."

"Right. Excuse me," Minho mumbled, backing away so quickly he nearly tripped over his own leather shoes.

The second the man disappeared into the crowd, Y/N let out a breath, pressing her face against Heeseung's shoulder to hide her laughter.

"You enjoyed that far too much," Heeseung muttered, looking down at her with a look of pure betrayal.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Lee," she teased, looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. "I was just being a supportive spouse."

"You were encouraging him to walk straight into a lion's den," he corrected, though the corners of his lips twitched downward, trying to maintain his stern facade. "You're a menace."

The moment the clock struck ten, Heeseung practically dragged her out to the waiting car. The entire drive back to their estate was filled with playful teasing, mostly from Y/N's side while Heeseung leaned back against the leather seats, looking thoroughly exhausted by her antics.

"You should've seen your face," she laughed, leaning into his side. "I thought you were going to buy his company just to fire him."

"The thought crossed my mind," he admitted dryly, turning his head to look out the window. "He was standing too close."

"He was just networking."

"He was breathing my oxygen," Heeseung countered, which only made her laugh harder.

By the time they finally stepped inside the privacy of their own home, the heavy tension of the gala completely evaporated. The quietness of the house welcomed them, and before Y/N could even kick off her heels, Heeseung pulled her back into his arms, trapping her between his chest and the closed front door.

"You're impossible," he whispered, his eyes scanning her face, all the coldness from the ballroom completely gone, replaced by a soft, vulnerable warmth.

"You love me anyway," she smiled, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck.

"I unfortunately do," he murmured, leaning down to press his forehead against hers. "It's a terrible weakness. The board of directors would be horrified if they saw how easily you ruin my composure."

"Good thing they aren't here then."

Heeseung looked down at her for a long moment, taking in the sight of her smiling up at him, entirely unaffected by the fierce reputation he held in the outside world. He sighed, a soft, defeated sound, and wrapped his arms tight around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace.

"You're still jealous," she whispered into his chest.

"A lot," he confessed honestly, kissing the crown of her head. "And I don't care who knows it. Just don't wear that dress around anyone else again."

Y/N smiled, resting her head against his heartbeat. Let the business world think whatever they wanted about the cold, ruthless young CEO. As long as she had this version of him—the one who belonged entirely to her—she wouldn't have it any other way.

﹕𝜗𝜚﹕ NOTES ; this shit angsty af LMAOOO my bad srry 😗

PART 12 — INDEX

As soon as you heard knocking on the door, you knew who it was. You were still pissed. The entire situation had made a mess out of you and at this point it felt hard to even understand your own desires.

Did you want to give him a chance ? Or was your relationship with Park Sunghoon meant to remain in the past ? You clearly had no idea, and you truly hoped for this conversation to give you the answers you needed.

You got up from the couch to open the door. When your gaze met his, your heart started beating faster, but you didn’t show it, not wanting to give him this satisfaction. Sunghoon looked very handsome and you could tell he spent some time preparing himself only to look good for you. You were pretty much the opposite. Dressed in a random black shirt and large sweatpants you clearly made no effort.

Yet his face brightened up right away. Time passed by and you hadn’t even realized just how bad you missed the way his lips shyly curled up in a tiny smile as if he tried to hide it.

‘Hi.’ He said first.

in which the uptight scholar jake sim tutors you in physics in exchange for friends, and he ends up gaining so much more.

pairing physics major!jake x physics major!reader genre college au, crack, smau warnings crack, sunsun is Real (cope), profanity, like one dirty joke, some drama — note jakey/n debutation how are we… might not update this week bc i too need to lock in for finals 🫡🫡

chapter five, baby’s first girlfriend!

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smau. friends with benefits. accidental pregnancy

In which : what if you get pregnant by your best friend? part 1 ﾟ ꒰ঌ ᴇɴʜʏᴘᴇɴ ໒꒱ ﾟ

contents & tw: mention of sex, strong language, accidental pregnancy, angst, pregnancy, fluff, humor, jealousy, social media au, friends with benefits, sexual references, suggestive content, MDNI

with: sunoo, ni-ki (enhypen), eunchae (le sserafim)

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Hmmm yeah i like it…🥰

⠀ ❤︎ ' jake, your boyfriend didn't care enough for you. but his best friend heeseung did.

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여키 EDITION . OHOHOOHHO SIM JAEYUN ARE U READY TO DIE also gais the taglist is closed mianhae