秘密

There is! I had it private cause I guess I decided I didn’t like it, but here you go <3

https://youngsoli.tumblr.com/post/626629912173985792/pairing-vernon-x-reader-fmx-genre

Pairing: San x Reader (suggests female anatomy)

Genre: fluff? (Never written fluff before)

A/N: feeling helplessly romantic these days so.... here’s a little shitty piece lmao. Felt inspired by this gif :)

Your eyes feel weak and strange as you wake up, wiping the sleep from them. The light dimmed by the dark curtains, causing you not to have to squint your eyes, thankfully. You rolled over onto your back, releasing a breathe you subconsciously were holding in.

“Ow fuck fu- babe get off”

Startled by the voice of the person you forgot was there, you jolted up. The startled expression and now flushed face make him smile, his face still slightly puffy from a heavy sleep.

“Maybe I shouldn’t wear these bracelets to bed” he chuckles casually, his wrist hanging limp in the air as the jagged bracelet’s slip down his arm. That wasn’t where you attention was though, your chest tightens at the simple visual of San shirtless, arms sprawled out across the bed.

The panic drained from your chest and you nervously laugh it off.

“I thought you said you never slept naked” he groggily mumbled, eyebrows raised and his gaze not on your face.

You glance down and realize you aren’t wearing a thing. You swing yourself back onto the bed and under the blankets.

You can’t hear anything over the rustle of sheets but you know he’s having a laugh. Teasing you was a regular, but you couldn’t truthfully deny that you didn’t like it, evident at your smile and cringed face. His hands reach under the warm covers, tugging at your opposite hip and sliding you to the cold space of the sheets between you and him.

You shudder at the uncomfortable chill, but the warm skin of San’s arms and chest around you makes your skin goosebumpy.

PART 2

A/N: I chose to leave out the fact that they may have to lube themselves, it just blocked the flow of the story...🤷 ALSO THESE ARE SHORTER IM SORRY😔

Mingi:

The light fell into the room through the sheer white curtains. You were lucky enough to have a lilac bush outside your bedroom, the fragrance wafted into the room and was the first thing you woke up to. A heavy hand placed itself over your stomach, bringing the rest to be pressed behind you.

“Good morning” Mingi said, his voice groggy and ten times lower than normal.

Turning yourself to the other shoulder so you faced him. His eyes barely visible and one side of his face was red and marked by his pillow.

You shifted your knee between his legs in order to get more comfortable, grazing his length over his basketball shorts. You tried to ignore the fact that he was hard, bringing up the idea of going for breakfast.

He groaned in disapproval, “I have no energy right now”

“Well, you seem to be awake enough to keep that up” glancing down at his erection. He let out an embarrassed chuckle, running a hand through his hair as he rolled over onto his back.

Pecking him on the cheek, you wrapped your arms around him, chest to cheek.

“I don’t really wanna go out either, I’m warm and comfy right here” resting your eyes, a pompous look on your face.

“Well, why don’t you keep me warm too then” his hand tickling over the lines of your back. You lifted your head up, unsure of what he had meant, evident by the lost look on your face.

“I’m talking about cockwarming baby” he smiled with a smug expression.

You had no objections to the idea but took a moment to think regardless.

Nodding your head, the smile on his face hadn’t left and was now placing kisses across your face. You giggle at the soft tickling pecks, partially hiding under the blanket. Gripping your hips and lining himself up, pressing carefully into you. He hissed out at the pressure, it was just as challenging for him not to thrust into you as it was for you to refrain from clenching around him.

His hands moved from your hips to your hair, brushing through it caused goosebumps to run over your skin.

After the minutes passed, you had focused on the way the light shone through the curtains as it did when you first woke up, only brighter. You focused on the way his fingers brushed your skin in place and the way his breath brushed over your back. You felt warm inside and you couldn’t be happier that he made you feel just that way.

Jongho:

Jongho more often than not, a teddy bear and was very cuddly with you. It was only after you talked about your kinks did he come out of his shell.

“Since you want to be a brat—“ your legs still wrapped around him, pulling away from the wall and pinning you onto the bed

“—we’re gonna wait until you behave, be still”

You sunk down as he pushed down on your hands, fingers locked in his.

He pressed open-mouthed kissed over your breasts and collar, but his hips refused to move. You should’ve known better than to egg him on, but sometimes it just couldn’t be held back. Unfortunately he felt no sympathy for you tonight.

You felt yourself becoming impatient, only being able to focus on the fact he was inside you. Shifting your hips forward then back again, only to see if he’d let you. A firm grip around your chin forced it to the side.

“I told you to stay still sweetheart, did you not hear me?”

A nod of your head released the hold, his hand travelling to brush over your hair.

It was obvious he was tired of holding himself, he sighed out as he moved onto the bed, motioning for you to follow. You did as told and sat yourself down on his lap. He chuckled,

“no-no, on my lap sweetheart”

You were almost positive the dissatisfaction in your chest appeared on your face as well. Maybe it was hopeful to think that was the most of it.

“Don’t look at me like that baby, you’ve got to learn your lesson”

You started asking him questions about his quirks and interests you may not have known of.

“jjong my legs are tired” you whimpered timidly, sitting on your legs for so long made your them tingle and not in a good way.

Fortunately for you he felt you had learnt, sitting himself up as he came face to face, placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“jeeze do you ever make a mess, let’s get you cleaned up” referring to the clear glare across his lower stomach.

Carrying you to the tub, running warm water over the basin. The temperature was different from your bedroom, you shivered before slipping into the bubbly water. He sat himself on the edge, gazing sweetly at you in his boxers.

“There’s enough room for two Jongho”

He took the invite without arguments, slipping himself opposite of you, smearing bubbles over your hair.

Yeosang:

A heavy sigh echoed through the empty kitchen with the plop of a bag on the wood floors. You zipped out of your room, sliding slightly past where you intended to land.

The bright expression you had turned to a more solemn one, looking at the slumped Yeosang in front of you. You rushed your self over to him, attempting to comfort him by running a hand through the side of his pale hair.

“Rough day my love?”

Only responding with a nod, he slumped himself against you. He felt all the tension release as your arms squeezed themselves around him, guiding him to the couch not far away.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Attempting to ease him slightly.

“no, I just want a hug please” you were slightly confused at his request, it was rare he asked for affection, but you weren’t one to refuse him.

“I was going to give you a blowjob but if that’s what you want” you tugged at his shirt, trying to get him to crack a smile.

“actually— cockwarming sounds more appealing” not a single hint of embarrassment in his words, opposite of your now blushing face.

He sat back on the pillows that lay against the armrest. You straddled his lap, telling him to just relax, to be honest you weren’t sure if this was even going to help. You were surprised at the fact he even suggested it, he hadn’t exactly come of out of his shell when it came to these things. You pulled your panties to one side, lowering yourself onto him, he hissed out. All the tension fell from his face, you couldn’t help but smile wide, laying yourself down into his chest. He let out a sigh and let his clasped hands fall over your back. His chest rose and sank in unison with yours. You think he could care less about the fact he was in you, but having your warmth against him never failed to ease his nerves.

San:

A few of your friends and he came over for a movie night, everyone comfy in there blankets were slouched across the couch. You were on his lap, and conveniently wearing a skirt at his request. All you could focus was him inside you, you couldn’t help but squeeze around him. The feeling of the pressure against your walls made your stomach tingle. Your body pulsed with heat, your core only aching the longer you sat with him in you. You glanced over at him every now and then, only to see him completely unphased and attention wasn’t on you but on the TV.

You managed to relax on his thighs on to be bothered my slight muscles twinges from his legs and stomach. You knew he was trying to stay still, but readjusting himself under you, causing him to come out slightly only to press back into you brought the warmth back into your stomach.

Your hands that rested on your lap now squeezed around his clothed thighs, a subtle smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. His hand resting around the back of your thighs, managing to slide himself out, roughly thrusting himself back into you.

You fell back into him, head tucking to the side into his neck.

“You’re such a whore, you aren’t even trying to hide the fact you’re enjoying yourself” you whimpered slightly too loud at his words. He was right, you wanted everyone around you to watch you squirm as he teased you. If only the blanket wasn’t covering you up.

A friend glancing over, a confused look plastered on their face,

“Is she good?” They whispered to San

“Apparently not feeling well” he replied, shrugging his shoulders in an attempt to cover the fact that your legs were squeezed shut and his dick was bottomed out in you. You were biting your lip painfully hard, trying to keep any sound from escaping your mouth.

“You wanna go lie down Y/N?” keeping up the fake story that you were not well.

Pairing: Vernon x reader (f/m/x)

Genre: penetration(synthetic), overstimulation, smut plain and simple

WC: 1.2k

Warning: this writing is meant for 18+ readers, assuming you’re going to read it anyways please be cautious and prepared for crude topics

A/N: This is much shorter than the others unfortunately. If I ever use a photo and I don’t give direct credit, i would love to be notified as I just am not sure, especially the way photos are shared now.

Part1  Part2 Part3

{Leaving him in the kitchen once again as you headed to the bedroom. His cheek brushed the inside of his cheek, his face no longer carrying the innocent expression he had only moments ago}

Vernon was not one who dealt well with being disregarded whether he showed it or not, so when you brushed off his attempt to reciprocate his appreciation, safe to say he wasn’t going to let you off that easy.

A/N: I wanted to write all members but I have such low brain capacity and I don’t want to make you wait too long, so here’s Part 1 of 2! The other members I will promptly finish ;)

Wooyoung:

You mentioned it to him a while back and despite his unsure disposition, he agreed. A show played in the background as his head rested knelt into the back of your neck, his legs wrapped under and over yours. He thought of this as just an amplified cuddle session. Despite his rather calm display, you couldn’t help but feel restless.

Testing the boundaries of the situation, you felt no guilt in teasing him. Wooyoung had no intention of stopping you, but it was clear he was having a hard time staying composed. Then again you also weren’t making it very easy for him, clenching around him, carelessly circling your hips up against the base of his stomach.

“Can you—stay still” a breathy moan brushed over your shoulder, his hand gripping around yours.

He probably shouldn’t have said anything, his plea only made you want to push him further. Attempting to shift your hips away, sitting back down on his hips, a few stuttered words fell on deaf ears as your motions didn’t falter.

“Shhit Y/N” his voice shakey as he pulled himself out, releasing himself on the inside of your thighs.

Your head shot back, “d-did you just cum!” asking the obvious. Flipping the blanket off himself, his face hid in one of his hands.

“agh what did you expect, you weren’t exactly taking it easy on me” he called out, returning with a cloth to wipe his mess off of you.

“Well you weren’t stopping me, exactly” you retaliated.

He could only chuckle, pulling you into a kiss as you sat yourself up. You probably weren’t going to try that again, successfully at least...

Seonghwa:

The movie had only just started and you were already clinging to Seonghwa’s arm, your eyes glued to the screen. You weren’t one for thriller’s, but Seonghwa had managed to get you to crumble under his constant nagging.

A large blanket lay over the both of you, hiding the fact his hand rested upon your upper thigh. His hand had found its way to the button of your shorts, slipping it through the hole as the zipper came undone with it.

Your eyes shot up to look at him, his eyes were concentrated on the movie, not even glancing down at your movements.

His hand slid back down to your thigh, kneading it gently. Turning his head down to your, mouth to ear, he whispered,

“get on my lap” the movement of his hand from your thigh to his lap was visible through the blanket.

Unbeknownst to you, he hand managed his jeans off, the thin fabric of his boxers in against your thighs made a tingle run up your back.

“help me take these off” he grunted out, eyes still focused on the increasing suspense of the movie.

His hands slid over your hips and through the waist of your shorts, taking off your panties with them.

You laid your back into his chest, shifting yourself on his lap to make yourself comfortable.

“Are you done yet Y/N? Focus on the movie”

The movie played through, your hand clenched around his wrist as if it was going to make it any less scary.

It hadn’t been long before the small kisses along your shoulder started, leading themselves up to your neck.

You knew exactly what he was going to try to do, you only discussed it the night before. Before he had a moment to ask, your hand was down his boxers, grasped around his cock, shifting yourself so it teased at your entrance. He pushed himself in slowly till his bottomed out, you tried your best to avoid letting the sensations affect you.

Both of you had now focused back on the movie, his hands wrapped around your waist.

You weren’t the calmest person when it came to thriller movies, the suspense and jump scares caused you to clench around Seonghwa. This wasn’t going to be as easy as he thought it would be. Every time you tightened around, Seonghwa braced himself by hugging your waist. His hand gripped the side of the cushion beside him, head resting back on the couch.

It was only till a soft groan vibrating his chest, that you then realized what was going on beneath you. You couldn’t help but giggle, as you now intentionally started to tighten yourself around him.

a breathy groan left him, “Y/N I can’t do this” he chuckled but his face was tinted pink, embarrassed not being able to handle it.

“But I like it” you whined, subtly circling your hips.

His jaw visibly tightened and his hands clutched your hips in an attempt to hold you still.

“If you’re so eager, why don’t you do something” looking back at him with a taunting character.

Lifting you off him and shifting you so you face him, a sly smirk now across his face.

One hand running up your shoulder, the other lay firm on the small of your back, standing himself up as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“I’ll show you just how eager I am then”

Hongjoong:

You flopped yourself on the cold blanket of your bed, your body sinking into it as you sighed out.

You looked into the bathroom, staring at his reflection on the mirror, Hongjoong washing his face in a larger shirt with grey sweats.

Flicking off the light, he bounced onto the bed, planting himself above you.

He approached you about cockwarming that morning, but you didn’t think he was serious about it, thinking he wouldn’t be up for it.

“Soooooo I was wondering...” dragging out his words, sporting a shy smile.

You yawned with your arms outstretched, nodding your head, he wasn’t shy about a lot but he struggled to pose the question.

“If you want to joongie” your hands ran up and over his shoulders that were still parallel to you, the warm gaze of your eyes eased the tension.

He lowered himself, laying into your chest, his face pressed into the crook of your neck, you giggled at his mushy composure.

You both had ended up under the light blanket, his arms wrapped from behind you.

Propping himself on his elbow, wearily asking you if you could do it now. He felt childish in asking you but he only wanted you to be comfortable and completely on board. He slid himself out of bed to grab the lube, laying himself in the still-warm spot behind you.

The dark great sweat pants gripped in is hand flew over the end of the bed, ridding you of your underwear to your knees.

He laid a few kisses from the back of your neck to your cheek, his hand running over the side of your stomach. Laying himself back beside you, spreading a generous amount of lube over himself and pumping himself semi-hard before lining up with you. A firm grasp placed on your hip as he slooowwwly pressed himself into you. His hand caressed up and down your thigh, attempting to keep you relaxed, but you think it was more to keep him distracted.

His other hand outstretched beneath you as you took his hand in yours.

You weren’t sure what to expect but he made you comforted and you were already tired, it only taking a few runs through your hair till you were dozing off.

Yunho:

One leg hooked over his shoulder, the other being pressed down by his had, gripping tightly as he pounded himself into you. A heated tingle forming in your stomach for the second time. Semi involuntary tightening around him, his hand slipping over your neck, his body leaning further over you than before. You were supposed to ask to come, but before you could get the question out, something snapped and you tightened your grip on the sheets beneath you.

Abruptly halting his motions, he sighed out and lifted himself off of you.

“you’re supposed to ask permission, remember princess?”

You knew you disobeyed, but you were more upset that your orgasm was slightly ruined.

“Sit up” he demanded, his voice had a slight edge making you obey his directions.

Laying himself where you had been, now beneath you, patting the front of his hips,

“Come sit princess” his voice no longer as harsh.

Swinging your leg across his lap, positioning yourself above his length, his hand guiding himself in. After adjusting yourself, your movements were halted by Yunho’s fingers wrapped over your hips with a chafed pressure. His palms were pressed up against your skin.

“If you were an obedient girl, you would get to move” his head cocking to the left.

Your expression was quick to change, a pout planted on your face.

Ignoring your plea for sympathy, he reached across the bedside table, gripping his phone as the light shone upon his face. A few minutes passing before you felt impatient, subtly grinding your hip back and forth.

His hand wrapped around your throat, pressing firmly,

“Don’t make your punishment any worse Y/N” his phone placed on his chest, ominous eyes focused on yours.

Nodding your head, his hand released and dragged down your chest, back to his phone. The time felt painfully long, but you decided to lay yourself against his chest, his arms locking over your back, one hand tickling over your spine.

You breathe now heavy, your body practically limp on his. Yunho placed his phone to his side, rolling to the side so you fell back onto your pillow. Slipping himself out of you, you mumbled a sound, half asleep. Leaving to grab a warm, dampened wash clothed, Yunho cleaned you, making sure not to wake you. The sheet and blanket were lifted over you, the coldness making you curl up.

“Good girl” he praised, laying a soft kiss on your cheek.

A/N: I hope this request turned out okay? Excuse my lack of knowledge of how their dorms are set up

“you want me to come over now?”

“pleeeeaaasee, we all want to see you” he whined across the phone

You sighed, not out of frustration but more out of worry. Seonghwa and the rest of the boys had had a full day, and you thought being there would disrupt any downtime they’d be having.

At the same time, who were you to decline the wishes of your boyfriend.

You hopped in your car, soon pulling into the parking ground. You rang the doorbell and the faint sound of footsteps growing louder till the door swung open. Wooyoung grinning in the doorway and San laying a smack across his shoulder then sulking off.

Not really sure what would acquire that response, but you knew better than to ask those two.

You flashed a warm smile at the rest of the boys who sat scattered around the dorm, Seonghwa sat beside Yunho at the kitchen table. His soft smile hadn’t flashed and he was looking at you strangely, at least it seemed unfamiliar. You passed the thought as you lay your bag on the counter, creeping behind him.

“Have you guys eaten yet?” Pressing your hands into his shoulder, causing him to sit up and push his shoulders back. “Mhm, there’s a portion leftover in the fridge” Yunho warmly responded.

“You guys wanna come play this board game with us?” Jongho called out

“Sure, sounds fun!” following Yunho to the living room.

A tight grip lay around your wrist, pulling you backwards, Seonghwa leaning down to whisper in your ear,

“Don’t get too busy, I wanna spend some time with you” he chuckled but there was an underlying harsh tone to his words.

You gulped and gave him a nod and smile,

“Don’t worry hwa, the game won’t take all night”

•••••••••••

“Come on Mingi, you’re the furthest behind, half of us have already retired” Wooyoung whines out.

Mingi shot him a dark glance, imitating the one Seonghwa had as you glanced over at him.

Startled by the intense look, you whisper towards him,

“Hwa— are you okay?”

He cleared his throat, “ since I’ve already “retired”, I’m gonna clean up I feel kinda gross”

The boys mumbled in acknowledgment, paying more attention to the happenings of their game.

A few minutes passed before your phone vibrated in your pocket.

SW: Can come here a moment

Y/N: Okay?

“I’ll be right back, Seonghwa wants me I guess” you stood up, looking at the boys to see if any of them were paying attention.

Only San had bothered to look up, a questioning look on his face; you could only shrug your shoulders, just as clueless as he was. Walking down the hallway and peaking into any open doors, you glanced into the washroom, the sound of water and the clothing on the floor clued that he was in the shower. Knocking on the open door and closing it shut behind you,

“Hwa? What did you need”

He peeked the top of his head out from the side of the curtain,

“come here” he mumbled out.

Once you got to the floor mat, the curtain abruptly slid to the side and your shirt was tugging at the armpit. Not really sure what was happening but going with it anyway, lifting your arms upwards for the shirt to slide off.

You hadn’t even taken off your bra and underwear before you had been harshly guided into the shower. Your back lay flat against the cold damp wall, Seonghwa had one hand firmly pressing back on your hip and the other bracing your face. His lips pressed against yours harshly. Your body was stiff, still surprised at the occurrence of the events.

He removed himself, trapping his lip between his teeth as his eyes gazed over your body.

“god your so perfect” his tone almost sounding envious

“You couldn’t have waited until you got out of the shower?” You sighed

“Some things are urgent Y/N, and right now...”

His head dropped as his hand planted themselves on the wall beside you, you glanced down, you were expecting exactly what you saw yet you felt surprised somehow. To think you have that effect on him certainly boosted your ego.

Your hand drifted over his tip, your tongue resting in the corner of your mouth. His eyes met yours, staring at you intensely, his pupils growing as you looked into them. Keeping his eyes on yours, he pushed the band of your panties as low as he could reach. You pushed them off while he undid the front clasped bra.

Seonghwa’s hands wrapped themselves around your breasts, peppering kisses across the side of your neck, lowering himself so his lips wrapped around you perked nipple. Your fingers pushed themselves through the back of his hair. Letting your hands fall down to his hips to tug him upwards in order to wrap your hand around his cock. He let out an obnoxiously loud groan and your free hand slapped against his mouth. His mouth opened underneath your hand and his eyes squinted.

You rolled your eyes at him, but you wouldn’t be able to recover from the embarrassment if any of the guys walked in.

Unphased by your startled reaction, his lips attached themselves to your cheek as he moved down your neck, not hesitating to grip the skin between his teeth. He pressed his body closer to yours, his hard length pressed against your lower stomach. At this point you were aching for anything to touch you, so you didn’t delay in guiding him to your entrance.

The tip slid in, his hands gripping your hips harshly as he pushed himself the rest of the way till he bottomed out. Your teeth gritted at the feeling of being stretched, only giving you a moment to adjust before he started moving his hips, snapping back into you. Your head bumping the wall behind you, voicing a high pitched mewl.

“tsk tsk, look who’s being too loud now” keeping steady, slapping himself up against you repeatedly.

You tried to keep the sounds in your throat, but the pressure that he now added to your clit was no help. A guttural moan slipped your lips. Seonghwa laid his hand over your mouth as he kept his pace, his shadowy eyes locking to yours.

The water soon lost its heat and you no longer felt the streams hitting your skin, completely focused on the knot building in your stomach.

Seonghwa had one hand pressed into the small of your back and the other leaning behind your shoulder, your one leg had hooked onto his thigh. His hair was dripping with water and his bangs hung off his forehead, just above eye level of your face. His mouth hung open as his movements became messy, hissing out as your fingers dug into his shoulder. His length slid through you and your walls began to tingle and clench, causing a slur of swears to leave his mouth.

“Shhh-shit hwa, I’m gonna come”

This only warranted a grunt as his lips found yours. Tugging on your bottom lip and a few harsh thrusts pushed you to the brink. Grasping his shoulder, half of a high pitched moan escaped you before his hand gripped your neck.

“I didn’t think I’d have to tell you to be quiet babygirl”

Your eyes were clenched closed, an overwhelming release flowing through your stomach. Seonghwa pulled out, pumping himself a few times before he released over your stomach.

“There are other people who need to use the bathroom guys” Hongjoong called through the door, rapping a few times.

“we’ll be right out” Seonghwa replied

You slapped his arm, “See? We should have waited. Now they’re gonna question us” you scold him

He flushed water over your stomach to get himself off you, you stepped out of the shower, glancing around for a second towel.

“Umm, Hwa?

“Yes, baby?”

“Either you run to the room naked or you put your clothes on wet....” you burst out in a giggle

Seonghwa sighed as he cracked the door open to see where the rest of the boys were. Luckily you both made it to the room without being noticed.

You slumped yourself on the couch where some of the boys were watching a movie.

“ahem, You realize the walls aren’t THAT thick here...right?” San poking at your arm.

“uh- I’m so sorry” your face flushing red with embarrassment.

A smack filled the pause after your words, San rubbed the side of his head and Seonghwa towered behind him.

“Sorry sorry, forget I said anything” San chuckled.