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Req. / Yangyang x Reader Drabble / M 835 words 
'Help,' said Yangyang, running towards you. He had a hand covering his eye, tears drying on his skin. 'I have an eyelash right on my eyeball.' 'Oh...' you said. 'Sit.'
Yangyang followed your instruction, plopping down on the couch in front of you. He removed his hand and shoved his face in yours.
'Can you see?' he said. 'It's so annoying.' 'Yeah, yeah,' you answered.
You held his eyelid with one hand and brought your other hand to his eyes to remove his eyelash. You told him to not move. You were standing bent, an unfavourable position for eyelash removal.
'Yangyang, seriously!' you said. 'If you keep moving I won't be able to do it. I can barely do it from this angle anyway.' 'Do you want me to stand?' he asked. 'How will I reach you then?' Yangyang paused. 'Just sit on my lap.'
You huffed, but you sat on Yangyang's leg. You brought your hand to his face again. When you touched his eye, he complained that it felt weird. You told him to wait, that you were almost done. The entire time you held your breath; was it normal to feel so anxious around your cute friend? Why was your brain doing this to you?
'There,' you said, showing him the eyelash. 'You're saved.' Yangyang looked at you, smiling. 'You saved me,' he said, taking your hand is his and throwing away the eyelash. With his other hand, he traced the lines on your palm. 'Your hands are soft, you know that?' 'No,' you said, almost whispering. With every touch and every passing second you felt yourself growing frustrated on his leg, but you didn't dare to move. Your right hand was resting on his free thigh. 'Are you okay?' asked Yangyang. 'You seem so stressed,' he laughed, putting his hands on your waist and pulling you closer, thus causing unwanted friction between you. You dug your nails in his thigh, holding back a gasp. 'What was that?' asked Yangyang. 'Nothing,' you said. 'You took me by surprise.' Yangyang smiled. 'I did?' 'Yeah,' you said.
He looked at you and bounced his leg. You gasped, and tried to balance yourself by grabbing his shirt.
'What was that?' you asked, glaring. 'Me taking you by surprise,' he answered. Yangyang's hands moved to your thighs, massaging them. 'But I think you liked it, no?' You looked away. 'It's okay,' he said, holding your face to make you look at him. 'You saved me, so it's your turn.' You hated how smug he was. You hated his muscular legs. You hated his cute smile. 'Come on,' he coaxed you. You bit your lip. Yangyang pressed his fingers in your thighs, in an attempt to help you move along his leg. You let out a shaky breath, and started grinding. 'It's good, right?' said Yangyang, caressing your legs. As you moved, you could feel one of your legs touching his hardened cock. One of his hands started traveling further up, and you could feel his other slipping under your skirt.
'Fuck,' he whispered, slipping his fingers in your panties. 'How can you be so wet already?' Yangyang started rubbing your folds, coating his fingers. He couldn't stop smiling. Slowly, he entered one finger. 'How's that?' he asked, digging this other hand in your back. 'It's good,' you said. 'Just good?' he asked, pumping his fingers in and out. Yangyang moved his free hand to your face, bringing you in for a kiss. He caught your upper lip between his. 'Still good?' You moaned. As Yangyang worked his fingers, you could feel your orgasm building. You called out his name. Yangyang bit your lip, and told you to come on his fingers. 'Yangyang...' you said, looking at him. 'What?' he smirked, taking his fingers out and licking them clean. How dare he do that while making eye contact? You repositioned yourself on his lap better. It was your turn to slip your hand in his pants. 'You're so hard, Yangyang,' you said. 'Is it all for me?' Yangyang didn't reply. He just looked at you, lips slightly parted. 'Why won't you say anything?' you added, pumping him. 'Did I take you by surprise?' Just then, Yangyang grabbed you by the hips. 'Ride me,' he groaned. You smiled, and hovered over his cock. Yangyang leaned in to kiss you again, and you lowered yourself on him. He moaned when he was fully inside, kissing you harder than before. You slowly moved up and down, adjusting to his size. Soon enough, your pace increased, and Yangyang would push you down on his length. 'Fuck,' he moaned. 'Fuck, fuck. This is so good.' Your lips were beginning get swollen from all the biting Yangyang had done. 'I think I'll come,' said Yangyang, pressing kisses on your neck. 'Me too.' You could feel him throbbing inside of you. Yangyang would thrust a few more times, before burying his head in your chest. 'Do you think anyone will find out?' asked Yangyang.
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Req. / Key x Reader Drabble / M 500 words
 ‘I’m kinda hungry,’ you said, running your hand through your boyfriend’s hair. ‘What about you?’ You looked down at Kibum who was sprawled on the couch.  He smirked. ‘I’m hungry,’ he paused. ‘for your love.’  You groaned and pushed him off your lap; he could be so annoying at times. Kibum protested - he said he couldn’t believe that you would push your only boyfriend, and a handsome one to boot, off of your lap. He crawled back on the couch and faced you. ‘Why won’t you love me?’ he complained.  ‘I love you,’ you said, pecking him. You grabbed his face, and kissed him again. ‘How’s this?’  Kibum hummed. ‘Not enough.’  You pushed Kibum on his back, straddling him. As you bent, you placed another kiss on his lips. Your hands were on the sides of his head, while his were holding on your waist. You deepened the kiss, and pulled his head closer. You bit his bottom lip, and Kibum opened his mouth. He accepted your tongue, and dug his fingers in your thighs. The kiss went on for a couple more minutes, until your decided to grind against him. Kibum moaned. This was the kind of love he wanted.  ‘Do you like this?’ you asked, pulling away from the kiss.  Kibum smiled, and squeezed your butt. ‘Yes. Now give me more.’  You leaned in, kissing Kibum harder than before. You continued to grind on him, and he grew harder. His moans became more frequent. Kibum wrapped his arms around your neck, still kissing you. You decided it was time to tease your boyfriend a little, so you trailed your fingers toward his hard member. When you reached his erection, you hovered your hand for a moment, causing him to buck his hips.  ‘Don’t make me beg,’ he said. You smiled and kissed him back.  Pulling his trousers down, you started rubbing his member through the fabric of his underwear. It was so hard, making you wish it were inside you already. You stopped kissing him, and sat yourself lower on his hips so you could touch him better. Kibum laid back and watched you watching him.  ‘Do you want me to touch you, Kibum?’ you asked.  Kibum rolled his eyes, and said ‘Yes. ‘  ‘If you’re going to be such a brat I won’t let you finish,’ you teased.  ‘Please, touch me already,’ he complained.   You obliged, grabbing his member. You moved your hand up and down a few times, before stopping at the tip, rubbing it. Kibum moaned, and you took that as an indication to take him in your mouth. You kissed the tip, and licked it as if it were an ice cream melting way too fast on a summer day. His hands went automatically to your head. Kibum moaned harder and harder, and urged you to take him deeper. His cock was close to hitting your throat. You moved your head up and down. As his breathing became harsher, and his moans louder, Kibum told you he was close. You continued sucking until he came, swallowing everything.  ‘Thank you,’ said Kibum, breathless.
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Can you do a Shinee! Minho imagine??
In which reader protects him from some of his aggressive fans and they have similar encounters from then on.
They both start developing feelings for one another and he asks her out on a date? Thanks!
Hi! I’ve noted and added this to my list. :)
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GOT7
feel │ producer!jaebeom au (m)
ch. 1 / ch. 2 / ch. 3 (m) / ch. 4 (m)
➝ you are a hopeless romantic looking to forget your highschool crush, jaebeom, until you match his fwb only tinder account.
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NCT
ab inferis │ demon!lucas au (m)
➝ you summon a demon to fulfill your sexual desires.
yangyang drabble  │  (m)
➝ you sit on yangyang’s lap and things devolve.
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SHINee
minho drabble │ (m)
➝ you unintentionally distract minho from his game, leading to some oral stimulation.
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Req. / Minho x F Reader Drabble / M
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You were sitting on your favourite armchair by the window, the sunlight warming your skin. Your legs were up, and a book was rested on your knees. Your boyfriend, Minho, was on the floor next to you, resting against the coffee table. His attention was on the FIFA game he was playing - and he was going to win.
'You're so taken by this,' you commented.
'It's intense, the other team is good,' said Minho.
'But yours is better,' you laughed, looking at your boyfriend over your book.
'It is,' he smiled, looking in your direction. His gaze fixated on a spot, lingered maybe a little too long. He looked away and shook his head, trying to focus once again on the game. He gulped; Minho could not stop thinking of your baby blue panties hugging your lips so tightly. Why did you have to wear a dress today? He recalled your lack of a bra from when he first arrived, and he felt his member stiffen. His gameplay was increasingly sloppier. It was not long before he lost. Minho sighed, and placed the controller on the table behind him.
'You lost?' you asked, raising your eyebrows.
'Yes, I can't concentrate.' admitted Minho. He ran his hair through his hair and pushed it back.
'Why?' you asked, closing your book. 'Is something bothering you?'
Minho sighed. 'It's you.'
'Me?' You couldn't believe your ears.
'Yes, you.' said Minho, getting up. He stopped in front of you, and put his left arm on the armchair, trapping you. 'You and your legs,' he started, trailing his fingers up your leg. 'Sitting like this in a skirt,' he continued, digging his fingers in your inner thigh. You gasped. 'With those blue panties on display,' he said, his right hand now hovering over your mount of Venus. 'You wanted me to see this, didn't you?' Minho's lips were now against your ear, and he was breathing heavy.
'No,' you whispered. Minho laughed.
'Are you sure?' he asked. You nodded, and he pressed his lips against your neck. He picked the book from your lap with his left hand, and threw it on the ground. His other hand brushed against your lower lips. You moaned his name, and he suddenly bit your neck. 'I think you're a liar,' he said. Minho continued kissing your neck, his left hand now on your breast. As he massaged it, his other hand slipped in your panties. He started rubbing your clit, and moved the strap of your dress off the shoulder; he pulled the top of the dress down, and squeezed your breast. Minho started pressing kisses on your shoulder blades, and placed a finger inside you. You moaned, and Minho smiled.
'Do you like that?' he asked, his voice deeper than usual. He moved his finger in and out a few times, and added another. 'I asked, do you like that?'
'Yes,' you said, feeling breathless. Minho sucked on your breast, and you dug your nails in his arm. You moaned, so Minho added a third finger. He was moving his fingers faster, and your moans were getting louder.
'Minho, please,' you said.
'Please what?' he groaned. His member felt too tight in his boxers.
'Don't stop,' you moaned. Minho bit your breast; so wet you were that his fingers slipped in an out with ease. Your nails dug deeper in his arm, and your thighs began to shake. Soon after, you threw your head back and closed your eyes.
Minho, however, was not done. He removed his fingers and licked them clean. He then sat on his knees, and grabbed your thighs, pulling you close to his face. His head went under your skirt, and he began licking your moist lips.
'Minho,' you said. 'I can't anymore.'
Minho gave you a final lick, and answered he was just cleaning you up. You ran your fingers through his hair, and told him to switch positions. When you were both standing, your pressed your hand against his dick. You bit your lip, and expressed how hard he was.
'Just for you,' he said, grabbing your butt with both hands and squeezing tight. You had no more patience, and pulled his pants down. You pushed him down the chair, and sat on his lap. Minho leaned in to kiss you, and removed the other strap of your dress, pushing it completely down. As he massaged your breasts, your grabbed his throbbing member, and rubbed the tip.
'Don't tease me,' he moaned into your kiss. You slid your hand up and down, giving his tip a rub every time. Minho's tongue was in your mouth, and his hand continued massaging your breasts.
Minho's dick began to twitch, and you decided to remove yourself from his lap, and sit on your knees in front of him. You quickly took him in your mouth, your right hand squeezing the bottom of his shaft. You sucked, and then you licked his tip; Minho moaned, and thrust forward, his hands now in your hair. He pushed your head slightly, and you swallowed. Minho moaned louder, and you continued to suck.
'I'm close,' muttered Minho, doing his best to not pull your hair. And soon enough, Minho was overpowered, and came. You swallowed it all, and gave the tip a kiss. You then rested your head on his thigh, trying to catch your breath.
'Don't wear such panties in my face again,' joked Minho, grabbing you by the chin and kissing you.
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Your story about Lucas WAS SO GOOD OMG
Thank youuu :((( I'm glad you enjoyed it
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ab inferis (m)
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- lucas x f reader
- smut / warning: demon
- 1k words - note: this is a little different from my other story
-  summary: you had been researching for days, for you were afraid to get it wrong – the summoning of a demon to fulfill your sexual desires. who would not wish for such a thing? you studied old books and online communities for witches, read about the proper rituals and their experiences with incubuses. you were met with a lot fake stories – such as `I summoned an ancient Mesopotamian demon and now my neighbour’s been in an accident and my aunt’s cat passed away. Help?` – but also warnings, that the summoning of an incubus could lead to your inability to banish them later. you were aware, and were ready to take the risk. as far as you were concerned, you could put it down later and not summon Lilith or anyone else. as night crept up you were prepared to meet with the demon. the stars were so brilliant in the sky, the candle you lit in ritual was no match. it burned down as soon as you said the right words. your bedroom was engulfed in darkness, and you could feel him. you were afraid to look behind you, his presence unbearable. you didn’t move.
‘Witness me,’ you heard a growl. His voice was low, but inviting. ‘Let me guide you through the darkness, and love you like no mortal can. I can feel your heart’s desire, apples too grow in my garden.’
 You felt compelled to turn around and look at what you had invited in. He stood tall, a strong being who looked like man, beautiful beyond compare. Such were his looks that, in his place, one could almost die kissing their own reflection. He was not fair, but he put every other man to shame.
 ‘You are pleased, I can tell. Come forward, and I will share a thousand honeyed kisses.’ he whispered.
Desire pushed you towards him. ‘Are you Lucas?’ you asked, barely audible.
‘I am.’ He answered, and brushed your hair behind your ear. ‘Now let be your body’s salve.’ You blushed, how could you not? Your burning body shivered at his cold touch, but all affection is like coal. His other arm snaked around your waist, pushing you closer. ‘Will you allow me to satiate your thirst?’ You nodded. Lucas’s lips met yours, and they were more than soft. It was shy at first, one single kiss would feel like plenty. It slowly grew more hungry. His lips were lost in yours, like two roses knitted in a single wreath. Soon you felt his teeth biting your tender lip, as all roses had thorns. His tongue slithered, and you invited him. His fingers dug deeper in your skin. And then he gasped, beginning to litter kisses on your neck. No kiss had ever felt as good as Lucas’ lips against your skin. Your moan was quiet, but he heard it. Lucas smiled upon the sound. ‘Are you ashamed to speak?’ he asked.
The kisses formed a trail to your chest. Lucas so gently lifted the straps off your shoulders, and the dress fell to the floor. He witnessed you just as you did him. ‘I will no longer kiss your lips,’ confessed Lucas ‘but my kisses still shall be your own.’ He picked you up as if you were a feather, and his lips began to touch your breast. ‘Your flesh is soft and plump,’ he whispered, before kissing you again. Lucas felt eager, but took his time. When he felt you were ready, he laid you on the bed.
‘Let me ravish you,’ said Lucas. He hovered above you, his knees sank in the mattress. His arms above your shoulders, he lowered his body. You could barely feel him, and it made you want him more. Lucas brought his fingers to your breast, and brushed your nipple; so gentle was his touch. You looked away. ‘What do you see over there? Look me in the eyes, and see what beauty lies.’ Lucas smiled, and turned your face to meet his. ‘If eyes can be in eyes, let us have lips on lips.’ He kissed you again; when your lips parted Lucas did not move, and you felt his cold breath on your skin. His eyes moved away from your lips below. ‘Such beauty… like a spring in flower you feel the need to gather.’ Lucas moved once more, his legs parted outside of yours; he wrapped one arm around your back, bringing you closer to him. He lips attached to your breast, his other hand caressed the other. He was closer now, so close you felt his hardened member against you. He would leave twenty kisses on your breasts, then mark them with his teeth; his fingers stroked your nipples before sucking on them. He had smothered you in kisses, while he let his hips move in lustful manners.
Lucas felt you burning under his touch like coals in a fire. He stopped, spreading your legs apart, and leaned on his elbows. He started feeding on the steam, hasty. Lucas devoured you. He licked bottom to top, and when he was done he began anew. Your palms sweated, and your fingers found his hair. His fingers found themselves inside of you. He was no longer able to toy, so Lucas started sucking, his hand moving quickly to prove his lust. Trembling in passion, you moaned his name. Lucas did not stop until your grabbed his hand. You laid on the bed, with heavy breathing.
Lucas tangled his arms around your body, and stroked your cheek. He offered you a kiss, then quickly turned his lips the other way. He smirked, and asked if you would like another kiss. You nodded, and so he did. You could still feel the hardness digging in your skin, and with every kiss you craved him like water in the summer’s heat. Lucas knew, and spoke – ‘I shall no longer resist you.’
He pushed you on your back, and entered with a thrust. Lucas hissed, and his lips met yours in a kiss. The coldness of his body was divine against your burning skin. He sunk his teeth in your neck, and continued to thrust. You felt captive to his touch, and you obeyed. He filled you up as if he had been made for you.
‘Your moans enchant my ears,’ said Lucas. His body was entwined with yours, and you were about to become one, bound by the expression of desire. Your body shivered under his, as he entered and left your body. You heard his deep groans, and soon you were spent. You opened your eyes and gazed upon his beauty. It was the lust stirring inside that made you wish to offer him your heart, just as he’d had your body. Lucas kissed you again, and found you in a sweet embrace.
‘I sense you wish for us to part,’ he said. ‘Then let us bid good night.’ And so Lucas was no longer restrained by the spell.
 When you awoke, you left the bed unmade; Lucas’ imprint rested on the sheets and your body, and you were so afraid to wash away the memories of his caress.
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I love FEEL so much. Jst wndering if JB could somehow fall too in the future cos That’s sad 😞
Thank you!! I'm glad you enjoyed the story.
Unfortunately for Feel, as I planned it from the beginning there is 0 chance of Jaebeom liking OP. He not only fails to remember OP, but he is using her for sex and nothing else. It's almost impossible to get someone to like, respect you and commit to a relationship once you've crossed that line. And Jaebeom never expressed his desire to date OP. :/
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when are u updating feel🥺 it’s so good i love your writing so much!! x
I'm really glad you enjoyed Feel! Unfortunately this story is finished. I want write other ones but I'm swamped right now :( I will write again though 💖
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heyyyyy! I loved the new chapter and I love your writing, just wanted to say nice words. Stay safe. - sunny
Thank you so much, Sunny! ♥️ Really glad you enjoyed it. Hope you're doing well :)
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One of the best smuts i’ve read of Jaebeoms! You should make more 🥺🤍
Thank you so much!!! <3 I’ll write as inspiration hits me haha
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Thank you so much!!!
I'm glad you enjoyed it ♥️
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feel / ch. 4 (m)
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- producer!jaebeom x f reader
- romance/angst/smut
warning: daddy kink
- 2k words
-  summary: you are a hopeless romantic looking to forget your highschool  crush, jaebeom, until you match his fwb only tinder account
- this is the final chapter
ch. 1 / ch. 2 / ch. 3 (m) / ch. 4 (m)
The following day you get a message around lunch time from Jaebeom. To be completely honest, it’s surprising to see him initiate and message you so soon. Would it be too rash to think he is changing? That maybe you’ve judged him too quickly and he’s not the fuckboy you think he is? You click on the notification and it brings you to Kakao.
 Jaebeom: Good morning baby
He’s calling. you. baby.
Jaebeom: [picture]
It’s a somewhat blurry picture of his face stuffed in the pillow, staring into the camera, and he looks absolutely dashing.
You: Good morning, handsome
How did work go?
Jaebeom: Really well, finished a song
I’m feeling a little sad tho
You: Why is that?
Jaebeom: Because you’re not in bed with me
A moment perfect for a keyboard smash. However, he would not get it. What the fuck are you even supposed to say? “Of course I would love to be in bed with you, Lim Jaebeom,” but you can’t really say that, now, can you? You can’t seem too eager. He’s gonna judge.
You: An empty bed isn’t nice
Jaebeom: Why don’t you join me ;)
Was he possessed by a demon?
You: Now?
You have stuff to do. You can’t just run to his apartment or studio or wherever he is.
Jaebeom: Later. You don’t live far. I know how to drive up to a lookout spot in the Namsan mountain. It’s secluded, quiet, and you can see all the city lights from afar.
When are you free?
You: Is 7 good for you?
Jaebeom: It’s a date babe
 It’s kinda hard to concentrate on work when you have Jaebeom in the back of your head. Even worse, you’re going to meet him. You’re going to officially meet (as high school didn’t count). You want to look good and impress him. You want him to like you. You want him to look at you like you’re the only girl in the world.
He picks you up on time. He pulls his car in front of your apartment building, and gets out to pull you into a hug. ‘It’s nice to see you, baby,’ says Jaebeom. ‘Are you ready to go?’ You nod.
Jaebeom closes the door for you. He gets inside, and puts your seatbelt on. You feel like you’re about to explode. He’s so close.
On your way to Namsan he makes small talk, asks about your job and hobbies. He throws a line here and there. His gestures are warm, but he seems so cold on the inside. He doesn’t seem nervous either, like he’d done this a million times before.
When your reach your destination, you can see what he’d meant about the view. It’s actually a view you’d seen before on his Instagram. He leans against the hood of his car, and motions for you to join him. He puts his arm around your shoulders.
‘It’s pretty, isn’t it?’ he asks.
‘Yeah.’
Jaebeom turns to you. ‘Not as pretty as you,’ he says, and places a kiss against your temple. ‘You’re so pretty,’ he whispers.
‘Thank you.’
‘Would you mind if I kissed you?’ asks Jaebeom.
‘Not at all.’
That’s all it takes for Jaebeom to grab your face and kiss you. It’s slow and soft at first. He gives you a couple of small kisses, then he bites your lip. You open your mouth, and his tongue enters. This goes on for a while. His hands leave your face, and find themselves on your lower back. He slowly moves one hand on your ass. His other hand goes on your neck; he tilts your head to the side, and kisses your neck. He bites you, and grabs your butt. Hard. You moan.
‘You like that, baby?’ he murmurs.
‘Yeah.’
‘Wait until we get home.’
 You get back in his car. Getting in new people’s cars is always anxiety inducing; not because they might kill you (that is always a possibility) but because you don’t want to get their car dirty, especially Jaebeom’s. His car is expensive. You knew that, he often posts it on his Instagram. And it’s clearly not rented. It smells nice as well.
Jaebeom driving is very sexy. When he concentrates he furrows his eyebrows. Every once in a while he licks his lips. There’s not much traffic on the way back, you’ll get to his place in no time. He’s resting his hand on your thigh. You reach a red light and he gives you a squeeze; you bite your lip. It’s driving you insane.
 ‘Are you ok?’ he asks
‘Yeah,’ you whisper. ‘Why wouldn’t I be?’
‘You seem a little tense.’ He smirks, and squeezes your thigh again.
‘I’m great.’
He doesn’t remove his hand the entire ride. Every once in a while he’ll lightly brush his fingers or rub circles in your thigh. He was right though, you were and still are tense. Whenever he touches you, you get goose bumps.
When you finally reach his building, he opens the door for you. You call him a gentleman, and he smiles.
‘Why wouldn’t I be?’ he asks, and takes your hand.
The trip from the lift and to his apartment is a short one. Any self-control he had disappears after he enters the code to his door and you’re inside. He closes the door behind you, and pushes you against it. His whole body is glued to yours. He grabs your face with his hands and kisses you. This kiss is different from his first one; it’s rough and fast. He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth, then leaves a peck. He takes a breath. He picks you up, with your legs around his waist.
‘I can’t wait anymore.’ he says. He takes you to his bedroom. ‘I want you to feel every inch of me.’ He places you on his bed, and places himself on top of you. He kisses you again. ‘I want to feel your body wanting me. Do you want me?’
‘Yes,’ you whisper.
‘Then surrender yourself to me.’
Jaebeom gets off of you, and places himself between your legs. He throws your legs over his shoulders. He pushes your dress up. He grabs your left thigh, and leaves small kisses. The kisses get bigger, hungrier. He bites your other thigh. You put your hand in his hair, and pull him closer. He’s moving up, and it’s driving you insane.
‘Are you trying to kill me?’ you ask.
‘You’re allowing it.’ He’s so close. ‘I want to taste you.’
Jaebeom pushes your dress further, and takes off your underwear. You can feel his breath against your skin. Next thing you know, his tongue is against your folds. He licks up and down a few times. His fingers are digging in your legs. He licks your clitoris, and it feels so good. He starts to suck on it. He starts alternating with more licks. You pull on his hair, and hear a low groan. It feels amazing, and you feel close to your orgasm. What a sight, to see Jaebeom between your legs.
‘Keep going,’ you whisper. Jaebeom stops.
‘I think you’re forgetting something.’
‘What?’
‘It’s “Keep going, daddy.”’ Was anyone going to tell you he had a daddy kink?
‘Please, daddy,’ you say quickly.
Jaebeom smiles to himself, and goes back to work. He finds a pattern that feels good. You don’t want him to stop. You’re so so close. You moan. Pleasure spreads over your body. Your legs shake a little. Jaebeom is still sucking. It’s too much, you push his head aside. You’re lucky he’s holding your legs, because you can’t even move them.
‘Did you like that, baby?’ he smirks.
‘Yes,’ you can barely speak. ‘I think I need a moment.’ Jaebeom takes his t-shirt off. You can tell when you look at his trousers he’s a little excited. He’s still in front of you, undoing his jeans. You get up and unzip him. You push him on his back.
‘I want to taste you too,’ you say.
‘I want you to feel how hard I am.’ says Jaebeom.
His jeans are now off, and you trace his erection over his boxers.
‘Are you going to tease me?’ he asks.
‘Just a bit.’ You say, and pull his underwear down. You lick your lips. You want him in your mouth. The thought of it makes you wet. You wrap your hand around the base of his cock. You slowly lick the tip. Again, and again. Jaebeom moans. You barely take him in. You give it a small kiss, and suck on the tip again. You leave a trail of kisses down to shaft. Then you lick him all the way up. He moans again.
‘Stop teasing me,’ he says, and grabs your hair.
You take him in your mouth. You start sucking up and down. Jaebeom moans, and you move faster. He wants to stretch it out, but he can’t.
‘I want to cum in your mouth.’ he growls. You moan in approval. He doesn’t last much longer. He removes his hand from your hair. ‘God, that was such a trip,’ he says.
Jaebeom pulls you into a hug. He’s got his right arm over your torso, and is playing with your hair with his left. He burrows his head in your shoulder, and leaves soft kisses. He tells you that you smell nice. ‘Your perfume drives me insane,’ he whispers. Jaebeom pulls you closer, and wraps a leg around you. You put your hands on his arm. It feels cozy, and it makes you feel wanted. And you want to feel some kind of love.
He’s leaving kisses on your shoulder blades. ‘I think we need to get you out of this dress,’ he says. He untangles his body from yours and rolls you on your front. He unzips your dress. He’s fast. He unhooks your bra. ‘I really need to be inside you,’ says Jaebeom. He flips your body again, and starts kissing your neck. He’s biting and sucking. You dig your nails in his back. He finds your sweet spot, and you moan. Jaebeom looks up at you and smiles. He moves to your chest, and starts kissing your left breast. His right hand is grabbing your ass. He trades one breast for the other, and starts licking. He’s now got both hands squeezing your butt. ‘You make me so hard, baby.’ He starts sucking on your breast. ‘Are you ready for it?’ You are. You’re so wet. You need him too. You nod in reply. He quickly puts a condom on.
Jaebeom spreads your legs apart. His dick is in front of your entrance. He goes in slowly; he’s so hard. He fills you up, you can feel him in his entirety. He waits for a moment, so you can get used to it. His hands are on your hips, and your legs are around his waist. He’s moving in and out. The pace is slow.
‘Can you go faster?’ you ask.
‘Beg me for it,’ says Jaebeom.
‘Please go harder, daddy.’
‘You’re such a good girl.’ With that, he slams into you. You got what you asked for. Jaebeom fucks you faster. He’s breathing hard, and doing his best to not cum. You’re close too. He keeps going. His body tenses, and he groans. He gives it a final shove, and moans. You both cum. Your legs are shaking. Jaebeom kisses you, it’s sloppy. He’s no longer inside of you. He gets up to throw the condom. You go to the bathroom, and when you return, you find Jaebeom with his underwear back on.
‘Come here,’ he says, and motions you to his bed. He wraps you in his arms, and falls asleep.
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 You wake up to an empty apartment, and a note saying he had to be at work. “Thank you for last night, baby,” is written at the bottom. You call yourself an Uber and go home. When you get there, you take a long shower. You need to talk to Sooah about this; she’s going to judge you so hard. You sit down in front of your balcony, and call her. You tell her what happened. At one point, you tell her to wait, because Jaebeom had just updated his Instagram. It’s a story of him playing ‘Heartless’ by the Weeknd. You share this with Sooah.
 ‘I’m not even going to say “I told you so.”’ says Sooah.
‘I don’t even think he recognised me.’ You sigh.
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00def · 4 years
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You: How did work go?
Jaebeom: Really well, finished a song
I’m feeling a little sad tho
You: Why is that?
Jaebeom: Because you’re not in bed with me
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00def · 4 years
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please be encouraged by my words, your writing is different, I hope you get more recognition here (I will identify myself as "sunny") have a nice day or night depending on where you at - sunny
Thank you much, Sunny!
Have a lovely day
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