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ijbolz · 15 days

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some nsfw headcanons about theo & jiung's tattoos _ mdni

a/n: all this talk abt theo's tattoos got me thinking😮‍💨 so here's a little something. + jiung too.

the hottest thing about TAEYANG having tattoos, aside from the ones on his arm... is the hidden one he has on his back

ever since he found out you really like his back tattoo, so obsessed about it even, he goes shirtless more often when he's hanging out with you alone.

he's giving excuses under the guise of a complaint, saying it's too hot inside the apartment or whatever.

"but babe... the AC is literally on..."

taeyang makes some lame follow up about how you're not picking up the way he's flirting with you. did he really have to tell you straight up that you're making him hot and bothered?

if you're gonna ask about the cute, innocent stuff though... you do love tracing his back tattoo through his shirt while cuddling :(

...oh but when he does fuck you good, he'll have you out of your mind to the point you can't form coherent sentences. mind embarrassingly clouded in pleasure, so obvious from the way you're sprawled out beneath him. can't even remember how many orgasms you've had at his mercy. your hands are tight around his biceps while your legs lay open numbly, fucked so dumb. he thinks you're so adorable though.

your breath is caught in your throat when taeyang suddenly lifts you off the bed, his fingers digging into your waist. and he gently embraces you close to him, your breasts flush against his skin. just wanna pull you impossibly close. you felt a soft kiss press on your forehead, still weakly clinging to him. "how does it feel now baby? i know i can get another one out of you... mmhm— when i'm in so deep like this—" his voice hitches in a second, feeling your plush walls squeeze around his length. almost like you really did want more.

and through your tears, you watch as he begins to lift you up and down his cock like he's just using you, slamming you back down so good you can't stop clenching around him. he's close, from the way his length is starting to throb inside your sopping cunt. but unlike you, swear like you'd cum the second he thrusts up into you. the heat inside of your stomach amplifies as your vision clears—your nails raking right on his back tattoo, reflected on the mirror by the side of the bed.

it was a fleeting thought on how come you've never noticed the mirror before, tracing back memories of taeyang running his mouth about how all he's gonna do in this hotel is you. well, he's a man of his word. and he does fuck you good, hips unfaltering in a rapid pace. god, it's like you're not gonna last far longer when he keeps this up.

i got different sources saying it's real, some saying it's not. but JIUNG with a tattoo sounds hot, so i'm gonna talk about it😮‍💨

apparently he has some butterfly tattoos on his hip, or around somewhere over his stomach. whatever, you just remember clearly that the time you really got a good look on it was when he'd undress in front of you the first time.

the sight had you salivating for him, your cunt... wet. it's really not something you can resist when your boyfriend's hovering over you without anything on, his cock standing hard against his stomach. twitching, like it needs your help.

felt like you were in heat from the way your mind has got nothing in it but the thought of sucking him off at that moment.

you'll like having your lips pressed onto those tattoos as well, especially with the way it makes jiung pant. cutely sensitive. you're not even touching his cock yet.

you know that thing guys do when they sit down and just stretch, making their shirt rise up a bit. little things like that, enough so you get a glimpse of his tattoo.

you know your boyfriend too well, sometimes he doesn't know his limits. often pushing himself into frustration whenever he locks himself in the studio preparing for future albums or whatever. he needs to cool off from time to time too, as you tell him. and after a long time of convincing, he's had you underneath him, trembling like you almost regret asking him to use you as relief for tonight.

oh, jiung can get rough and he doesn't even realize it. his moans all breathy and everything, leaning towards whines. yet he always tries to clear his throat everytime it starts leading of to that, despite your protests on how adorable you'd like to see him whine. be a bit careful on teasing him though, when he begins to feel you cunt sucking him in a little bit more than usual... he'd take it as a chance to slow down on his thrusts and watch you teeter over the edge.

...who's whining now then? "i told you baby, keep your eyes on me." the rasp in his voice shot straight to your core, pussy squeezing around his cock impossibly more. jiung's so mean but his tone is so gentle. undeniably making your heart skip a beat at times.

and you do a pathetic ten seconds of keeping your eyes locked on his until your gaze flickers down... at his tattoos. you're close, so fucking close especially when you'd watch the way those butterflies glisten on his skin everytime he slams his cock back into you, your hips trying to meet his halfway. never failing to make you feel like you've got butterflies in your stomach too, just for a different reason. all until you couldn't take it anymore.

#p1harmony smut #theo smut #jiung smut #p1h smut

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ijbolz · 1 month

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girl bye i rly wanna fix the jiung post a little bit more but i cant fight my sleepiness anymore

#brb brb #the flow of the story is bothering me but #i'll fix it once i wake up:'')

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ijbolz · 1 month

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( NSFW MDNI ) jiung x fem!reader

3.4k words — it’s one of those nights again, where jiung badly felt like he needed some sort of release to help himself loosen up a bit during finals week at university. and what better way to de-stress than to jerk off, right? but when he’s surprised to see a message notification from his favorite camgirl, telling him about missing the private video call session he’d “apparently” purchased days ago, his horniness seems to fizzle down in confusion.

🗯️ mutual masturbation, cute and gentle jiung (but sometimes he can’t help his filthy mouth), a little bit of edging, reader gets called angel

(apologies for any typos, im currently half awake rn •́‿•̀)

look, he might’ve been one of the top students at his high school like what… years ago? yet he’ll admit he couldn’t dodge the burnt out gifted kid syndrome that almost everyone in the same situation as him catches as some kind of canon event in their life.

university felt like a punch to the gut, especially when JIUNG currently finds himself in a dilemma between keeping his grades afloat while he simultaneously pursues his dream of becoming a music producer. he doesn’t even care anymore if he doesn’t get the same stellar marks as usual, as long as he doesn’t fail. that’s all that counts. i mean, that’s what the other seniors like him were saying, right?

he tries his best to tiptoe through his shared dorm room with INTAK, passed out on the couch, drunk—he assumes, from the common room reeking of booze and the shallow glint of emptied soju bottles by the floor.

jiung locks the door to his room with bated breath. he lets his shoulder bag slide off to a corner, making sure his tissue box is right on his nightstand. it’s always been there anyway… he thinks before settling on his bed, phone in hand.

there’s nothing more that he wants right now than to jerk off or... shoo his stress away, and what better chance to do it while he watches his bookmarked porn videos in his private twitter account.

yeah, no… he’s too paranoid messing with this kind of stuff in his main, always thinking of the worst possible scenarios of accidentally liking a video… until it just gets aired out in the open for the rest of his followers to see. he keeps his circle close. though it’s just a couple of high school and university friends following him… he doesn’t want anyone knowing about his business like that.

he sits on his bed with the subtle glow of his phone screen illuminating him, pathetically huffing to himself as he wonders about his stagnant relationship status while he’s on the verge of graduating. jiung can’t seem to pinpoint what’s holding him back from meeting other people. it’s not like he’s far too buried within the books or… is it because of his embarrassing soundcloud rapper reputation that spread as a rumor through parties. he swears if they just give him a listen then they’ll know he’s not what they think he is!

but that’s the least of his concerns right now as he falls into another reverie of frustration, especially with these soulless nights of having to make do with just his hand.

all of his twitter dms are just full of his university “bros” and trivial conversations with them, except he’s surprised when he sees an unread message at the top of the list from…

…his favorite camgirl?

by favorite he means… probably the only camgirl he watches after accidentally stumbling upon your live one random friday night. a part of him thinks he accidentally pressed on a suspicious link and now his hacked account is receiving dms from some virus.

but when he opens up the conversation, he’s surprised to see a full-length message from you. though he’s not used to getting personally addressed with the petnames he’s being called within the message, he just brushes it off.

“i just wanted to inform you about the private video call you’d purchased from me a week ago, you weren’t responding on the set date~” it were the only words that registered in his feeble tired brain at that second… until he’s scrambling to sit up on his bed, wide-eyed and completely confused.

jiung does spend some time watching you when you go on live, but he can’t even remember purchasing anything from you at all. he’d get so dizzy and horny at times but he knows he’s not that kinda guy to avail extra services or whatever bullshit men are up to these days.

so he’s quick to type up an apology, expecting you to inbox an insignificant guy like him and move on. except… you seem to be nice enough to not let go just because he’d “apparently” paid for it already. it’ll just be a waste if he leaves it be, or you could just refund him the money.

but wait… if it’s already been paid though, who’s card was it from since he’s so sure it wasn’t from his. from having been monitoring if he has enough for his food expenses at the dorms, he can’t let a single dime out of sight.

he can’t help but laugh under his breath when he sees your message pop up, telling him about a certain “hwang intak” showing up on the transaction details for the payment. jiung thought that it must’ve been when the other guys got ahold of his phone when he blacked out from too much alcohol one night.

explains the weird glances from his other friends he’d catch at the halls as well, yet never receiving any further explanations. coming at him and asking, “so how was it?”, snickering to themselves while he just stands there clueless, raising the question of “...how was what?”

since it wasn’t paid from his card anyway… might as well take the chance, right?

it felt like a blur—blinking through his eyes as it finally sinks into him that he’s currently in a call with such a hottie like you. jiung can only swallow the lump in his throat that he hasn’t noticed from before. his face has fallen relaxed from seeing you through the screen, similarly basking under your dimly lit room. just enough that he could still make out the cute night gown you dressed yourself in. your figure’s flushed against the fabric, perfectly framing your silhouette.

"enjoy yourself, alright?" you began, his breathing picking up, feeling like it's all going too fast for his liking. and though you attempt a small conversation with him, your voice fades into the background, his gaze flickering to your touchy hands.

it's not long until you start caressing yourself through your night gown, figuring that maybe jiung still needs a little push because of his silence. “you can tell me anything you want me to do jiung, darling.”

he honestly felt like a breath of fresh air compared to your viewers that like to frequent having calls with you, fluttering your lashes as you await his words. “i’d like i-if, you lay down. please,” he’s so unbelievably sweet and gentle with his request, though his fierce stare said otherwise. like a flame lit within him.

and he desperately wishes you couldn’t see how nervous he is from his pathetic stutters. forgive him for not being as composed as he thought he’ll be, treading through unfamiliar waters. it’s not so often he’s got the chance to talk with such a babe like you—even calling each other just to do unspeakable things, he’s bound to go insane if he doesn’t inhale in a second.

he badly wishes he could just ravish you.

“have you still got anything underneath?” jiung manages to mutter, watching as you playfully pretend to think, a finger close to your chin.

“mhm-hm, i’ve got a surprise for you~”

he almost moans at your words, his eyes locked on his screen as he watches you fondle your breasts through your night gown. his sweatpants started feeling a little too tight for his liking, deeply aroused at the sight of your nipples perking up against the fabric, soft whines escaping your lips. and you only giggle at him, noticing the way jiung begins to fidget, palming his bulge out of frame. yet you don’t utter a word as well.

but the fabric’s feeling far too prickly on your skin as you kept on teasing your sensitive nipples through your clothes, hips bucking up against nothing...and so you beg, “can’t take it anymore, jiung… wanna take it all off,” he blushes at the way you’d call out his name.

the softness within his tone doesn’t falter as he tells you to go ahead and take your night gown off. you do, jiung watching the way your breasts get caught in the silk fabric bunching as you pull it up. biting his lip when he sees your sensitive parts covered in cute lace lingerie. swiftly dreaming of ripping them off or… gently tugging on it until you’re fully bare, whatever you want. anything just so he could press gentle kisses and suck everywhere he possibly could, except he can’t.

jiung’s frustration led to him pulling down the hem of his sweatpants, mind in a frenzy as he almost salivates at the tantalizing sight.

of course you had to give him a little show, cutely turning around so he could get a view with that sultry gaze of his. he snaps out of his trance when he hears the creak of your bed, your figure slipping out of the frame once you utter that you’ll be right back.

it's not for long until you return, meeting his eyes, lip caught between your teeth as you hid what you brought in with you. “i wonder how you’re so patient with me,”

you raise the question after not hearing a single peep from him, after having done everything else you had to by the minute. even setting up the camera a little closer so he’d get a better view of your clothed cunt.

“how could i rush an angel like you?”

and just when you thought he’d be so timid all night, he manages to make your heart flutter out of your chest, a grin sneaking on your lips followed by a short chuckle.

“mhmm, look at what you do to me, jiung.” you whisper, pulling your panties to the side, enough to reveal your dripping slit. he groans through his lips that were once pursed, hips bucking up at his hand. it’s so obvious how he felt a little embarrassed about being so worked up this early on during the call. and you haven’t even fully stripped yet.

“i want to see you feel good… play with that pretty pussy of yours for me?” it’s like his cock is talking for himself at this point, wishing you missed the way his eyes widened a little at his words.

“it’s almost as if you always know the right thing to say,” you coo at him before shuffling on the sheets, pulling in within the frame a bunch of the toys you like to use to get yourself off during your livestreams. “help me pick?” your hand found purchase in a cute little pink toy that could fit snugly right into your palm. “this one helps me squirt a bit easier—”

“—i know.” he cuts you off, trying to blink away the daze he’s caught ever since he’s been on call with you. it’s like his horniness urges him to talk without a second thought.

“of course you’d know,” you reply with a slight laugh, settling the little toy back onto your pile.

before you could pick up your vibrator by the side, jiung’s quick to catch your attention, eyes flickering up at him. “i was wondering if you could try that one, by your thigh.”

“this pastel pink one?” he nods, fixated on how your fingers couldn’t even fully wrap around the girth of the toy. he’s not one to show off, and yet he can’t help but feel like it slightly resembles his cock a bit, even a little on the veinier edge. he pushes his obscene fantasies toward the back of his mind but he can’t seem to stop wondering… if you really were there with him, could you really handle his cock?

and he thinks it’s a bit cute that your toy matches your lingerie set, tilting your head to the side as if you were asking him permission to take all of the pink fabric off. once the rest of your clothes were discarded, you wasted no time on settling the toy on the bed, kneeling to grind your wet cunt on the tip until jiung softly insists that he wants you to lay back onto your sheets.

“just wanna see how it, s-stretches you out…” you think he’s so adorable trying to keep a gentle tone while his words were a total contrast, straight up filth. don’t get him wrong, he couldn’t resist watching you bounce on your little toy until you cream all over. it’s just that, he wonders what it’ll look like when you're beneath him. but he keeps his thoughts a hushed secret.

you think jiung’s really cute trying to ask, but you wanted to play with him a little bit more before you could have your fun.

“it’s no fair you get to see me with nothing on at all… wanna see you too,”

he only blinks, brows furrowed like there was an inch of hesitation tugging him back. despite everything, he really couldn’t resist your adorable plea, angling his phone down. enough for you to still get a view of his pretty lips, the expanse of his neck—adam’s apple bobbing as he gulps. wishing badly that you could suck on the exposed skin as the collar of his sweater almost slides down his shoulder.

but what really catches your attention is his leaky cock, salivating over the sight of his tip, an angry red.

“so you're hiding all that underneath?”

jiung bites his lip in silence. he doesn't get this much attention from before, so he's a bit clueless on how to act. it’s not like he hasn’t flirted with anyone else his whole life, it’s just that... he hasn’t gone to this phase yet. and with such a huge leap he’s facing tonight, he’s a bit embarrassed that it makes his cock twitch in return.

“what’d you say you go on live with me sometime soon?” he catches the way you begin to drag the shaft of the toy in between your legs, enough to make it all sticky with your arousal, teasing your sensitive clit. jiung’s quick to match your pace, dragging his palm repeatedly from the base up to his tip. he’s trying to find the right words… yet he's miserably reduced to a mere stutter.

“just kidding baby,” he breathes out a sigh from your reply. out of relief or pleasure, he doesn't know.

“want you all to myself anyway, can’t have others looking at you like i do. right baby?” and it's like his hand has a mind of his own as his pace speeds up, sinking onto the sheets as he starts to feel the pleasure surge through his nerves. his eyes are fierce as he watches the way you slowly inch the tip of the toy into your hole, splitting you open. you badly wish you could see the look on his face when he lets out the hottest groans you’d ever heard in your life.

“nghm, jiung…” you sink the whole length of the toy inside of your sopping cunt, cheeks flushed as he tightens his grip everytime his hand reaches the base of his cock. fuck, he truly wants to find out how it feels like to thrust into that pretty pussy of yours. must feel so good, feeling your wetness clench around him.

“be a little bit more vocal with me, especially with a voice like that.” you wantonly urged. and when he’d thought he'd only dream of hearing a compliment like that towards his songs. jiung felt like he’s gonna melt at your words.

you desperately wanted to hear the rasp in his voice as you eventually got used to the stretch of your toy, clenching around the veins of its shaft. “fuck yourself how you’d think i’d do you if i was there,”

you can’t help but moan at his sudden words, fingers tight around your toy, attempting to meet your sloppy thrusts halfway.

“oh you’re so filthy huh,” a smirk tugs at the side of ur lips, following his firm command. “from the way you’re breathing so heavily right now i think you couldn't really resist me at all.”

your words fade into a whimper when you’d grant what he asked for, sinking your toy over and over inside your cunt in a mindblowing pace. and it’s until he begins to see your arousal seep around where your hole meets the shaft, so wet and messy.

jiung matches your speed, so sure that if it were your cunt gripping his cock right now instead of his hand, he would’ve been pathetically cumming already. he wouldn’t admit it but you’re right, he’d absolutely lose his mind, like what he’s starting to feel by the second. fighting to keep his heavy lids open as the squelch of your wet cunt echoes through his ears, each thrust wishing it was the tip of his throbbing cock hitting your spot.

fuck, it’s driving jiung insane when you start to whine about wanting to cum badly, and yet he’s so shameless when he tells you to keep it in until he says so, biting your lip at the abrupt shift in tone.

"ahh... you're such a tease,"

it’s so cute as the both of you slow down before almost crashing into your climax, trembling hand turning into an unhurried pace of thrusting as you hold onto your toy messy with slick. jiung kept silent, looking so adorably pathetic as he couldn't help but buck into his palm wrapped around the length of his cock.

“let me see your face angel?” and you peer the camera up so he could see your glossy eyes, tears threatening to escape from the desperation of wanting to chase your high. unfortunately, he doesn’t wanna snap you out of getting edged yet.

he’s such a menace as he begins his pace again, and only him, leaving you uttering pleas for his signal. moaning in unison while he’s trying to reach the same peak as you.. only resorting to fiddling with your perked nipples, toy still inside of your pulsing hole.

“i’m cumming, fuck… cum with me angel.” and at his words you follow, beginning to fuck yourself to amplify the heat pooling at your stomach, eyes shut tight wishing it was him plowing through your cunt, mad.

it’s not for long until you’re so lost within a drunken haze, only a chorus of erotic moans exchanged between a screen. though you’d fuck yourself countless of times before with this filthy toy, it had never felt this good. as if it were jiung who was pushing you toward the edge of pleasure, or maybe it’s just his charms taking effect on you.

you throw the thought aside as you watch him chase his climax. furiously stroking himself over and over with just the mere desperation and horniness of a touch-deprived graduating college student, along with the echo of your breathy whines to get him off.

jiung reaches his orgasm with a deep groan vibrating in his chest, and you think about how cute he is when he couldn’t help but jerk his hips up at his grip, hot cum all messy as it shoots out of his slit. and just like he does, your vision gets cloudy, back arching, as your legs begin to tremble, fucking yourself with fervor through your climax using your girthy toy. you’d never had a shuddering orgasm like this before, numbing your thighs until the rest of the pleasure spread through your veins. and you kept fucking and fucking the toy into you until your trembling hands had mercy on your pulsing cunt.

of course your eyes had never left him, moaning at the sight of his flushed cheeks, mouth slightly agape in bliss until he can’t cum anymore. you coo when his camera suddenly looks hazy. and from jiung’s point of view, he’d pathetically made a mess of his release all over his screen, looking like he'd actually cum all over your face, clarity following closely.

it was silent for a long moment, until your giggles interrupted the silence. “you had fun?”

“y-yeah i…” his voice is hoarse through the little stutters, trying to catch his ragged breath.

“you were so cute,” you can't help but giggle again, slipping the toy out of your cunt with ease.

fuck, you looked so hot, can’t even take his eyes off you when he watches your sticky cum drip out of your hole… down to your sheets.

“i-i’ll help you clean up if i could, sorry i really,-”

“i think it's more like you need to clean up, something’s gotten on your camera.”

and that’s when he snaps back into reality… scrambling to his box of tissues and wipes his filthy mess off of his screen. and in a daze, jiung accidentally ends the call when he wipes over the end call button.

fuck. fuck. fuck.

it’s like he’d cum once and just started to fumble every single thing he’s trying to do. he swiftly types up a cute little apology of how he didn’t mean to end the call so abruptly, missing the way you’d only giggle at his flood of messages. this time, he made sure he wiped his hand clean before fiddling with the damn screen of his phone.

y/n: sweet dreams, cutie~

he watches as the last of your message pops up before sinking into his plush sheets, blankly staring at the darkness of his ceiling. choi jiung you're crazy...

...his friends won’t fucking believe his story.

#jiung smut #p1h smut #p1harmony smut #choi jiung smut

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ijbolz · 2 months

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updates •~•

im working on a jiung fic rn, kinda done w the intro and that's about it. i think i'll get it done once exams are over~~~

also to the anon in my inbox i got ur ask and!! i'll try to write a little smth bc i've been missing ricky a lot lately, haven't been able to keep up much with zb1 these days😔

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ijbolz · 2 months

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NSFW MDNI !

a little something about theo

. . . sucking him off one night when he felt a little too hot and bothered, needing some release. so he asks his sweet little s/o who's always eager to please him, and you do of course. after spilling your heart out before to your boyfriend about how he's your first with everything and all, feeling small about your inexperience about this kinda stuff. he's quick to reassure you with a soft kiss to your forehead, all you have to do is follow every word he says.

you trust him anyway, he's always got you in this relationship, like a shoulder you could fall back on. and yet you're completely oblivious to the fact that taeyang gets such a kick from how you're so cutely unaware about the things stirring in his mind. you don't have to be the best at sucking him off the first time 'round, just gotta be listening to him and only do it if you really really really... wanna.

"we just have to practice a lot so you'll get better at it," his voice is smooth, the words getting your mind to turn to places you'd never thought you would think of far too much that you wanted to. curse taeyang for being the trigger to your obscene thoughts... and yet it felt too good to drown within the spiral he's caught you in.

so everytime the both of you are up to some fun, he makes sure you learn something new, this time he wants to teach his adorable little s/o how to take him even further than they usually would.

and he'd watch as you gag around his heavy cock on your tongue, threading his fingers through your hair as he tries to hide how mean he really is. never a word escaping his lips about fucking his length back into your mouth intentionally. well, at least he'd internally argue with himself that he'd done it a little bit gentler than usual, 'cause he knows you're still learning. but it just so happens he did it the same time you'd try taking him back into your mouth too, making the tip hit the back of your throat.

it catches you off guard of course, pulling away with glossy eyes and tears welling up at the corners. taeyang doesn't know if he's moaning because of how good it felt, or because of how he thinks you're so adorable locking your gaze with him. your lips messy with your spit all sticky. blinking away as you're so flustered trying to apologize profusely, your fingers a tight grip on the hem of his sweatpants barely pulled past his thighs. he almost wants to coo at you to calm down, and he swears your knuckles would almost turn white from the way your holding onto the fabric. yet, he could only muster a soft laugh.

he's obsessed at the sight of you panting to catch your breath, hair disheveled, and a lone string of spit connecting your lips to his throbbing cock. oh, and you better get back to work once you'd regain your composure, its... just a first of many, as he says.

#p1h smut #theo smut #taeyang smut #p1harmony smut

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ijbolz · 3 months

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wanna write for p1h but i need to get to know their personalities first😔😔 recently i cant stop listening to their new song

if i ever post something for them itll be for jiung...... man..... i need him so bad y'all dont understand

he sounds so fucking hot when i hear him rap in the damn song

#i cant get enough of him pls #need

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ijbolz · 3 months

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EUNSEOK — who won't take a shaky 'yes' as an answer, always leaving you on your own with your needy glistening cunt as he refuses to fuck you unless you consent clearly. and it won't do when you avoid eye contact, voice coming out softer than you expected, fingers fidgeting.

he's always giving you a soft kiss in return, chasing his lips as he pulls away. "that won't do baby," he coos, expecting you to tell him that you want it all with confidence. he believes you're capable of that and wants you to initiate without an ounce of regret in your voice. ultimately denying your claims about how he’s just playing hard to get, teasing you.

so he's surprised one night when you topple over him at the sofa, peppering him wet, desperate kisses all over. and you felt his body beneath his clothes, eyes almost teary as you whimper. "couldn't take it anymore, eunseok... help me please." he only cocks an eyebrow, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as he could almost coax what he wants out of you. "...want you to fuck me right now, come on."

eunseok sits up immediately, surprised at the way you’re suddenly acting to take the lead. a shiver runs up his spine when he felt your fingers ghost beneath his shirt, rushing to get him undressed until you pull off the last piece of fabric.

he wishes he could take a photo of your expression when you first laid your eyes on his cock, wondering if your initial shock was because of his size or your horniness. maybe both, but he just laughs beneath you as he laces his fingers with yours. "i got you baby," he whispers, ever so gently.

he buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent before he takes you off guard by sucking hard. "you're so adorable." his tongue peeks out in between his lips, making you whimper.

it’s not for long until he’s got you where he’s wanted you, so cute and pathetic underneath him. he’s still careful of course, starting off his thrusts with a slow pace until you start to feel the pleasure bleed through your nerves, almost begging him to fuck into you frantically.

his previous words were a contrast to the way you were writhing beneath him, wanting to ask what's so adorable with the way your legs are spread out, feeling your arousal dripping down your ass as he continues to fuck.

and your expression, oh your expression... pupils lost somewhere in the ceiling with your eyes half lidded. mouth parted with your lips all swollen from making out with him, he can't help but bite on 'em as he dives back in for a deep kiss, slipping his tongue inside.

drool so messy by the side of your lip, he doesn't even wipe it.

you're so gorgeous beneath him looking far too gone just with mere filthy thrusts of his cock getting sucked in by your desperate pussy. and he coos at the feeling of your hands clinging onto his broad back, nails almost digging into his skin, failing as you feel the pleasure course through your limbs, numbing you dumb.

and he asks why you’re suddenly biting your lip, brows furrowed in frustration. "wanna cum with you eunseok, wanna cum together." your eyes are all glazed over, inhaling sharply.

"so that's why you're holding it all in baby?" eunseok's voice is deep against your ear, vibrating in his chest flush against your own. and you nod at him, trying to choke out words throughout your hoarse moans.

"mhm-hm..." was all you could muster, his arms tight around you as he chuckles lowly, pace slowing down for a bit. "go ahead baby, cum right now if you can't help it anymore. no need to wait for me."

and you do, feeling your orgasm wash over you like a wave, legs shuddering around eunseok’s thighs. he’s cursing under his breath when he begins to struggle thrusting inside your poor cunt, pulsing all around him in a tight grip. you’re embarrassed from the way your hips seem to uncontrollably buck up against his, riding out your climax.

"there, there ... felt so good didn't you?” you nod back at him, mind cloudy in bliss.

"can i cum as well baby? my turn now alright?” and you didn't know what to expect until he's suddenly thrusting so hard and fast that you're crying out from overstimulation, legs withering from getting pushed over to the edge far too much, eyes shut tight. he's surprised you even managed to utter any words, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck. "don't pull out please, please... want you to cum in me."

"got that baby, don't even need to ask me twice."

#eunseok smut #riize smut

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ijbolz · 4 months

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smut , mdni

❝ rockstar!ricky x fem!reader

— ricky really can't resist going backstage just to fuck his hot gf watching him from the crowd. no ones gonna hear your filthy noises from how loud the music is, right?

warnings: established relationship, choking, fucking against the wall, hitting it from the back, unprotected sex, reader is called doll, finger sucking

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you were not sure if dating ricky was a blessing or a curse. it frustrated you to no end that he often has little time to spend with you because he’s busy with gigs, but the bitter mood suddenly leaves your shoulders as soon as you lay your eyes on him performing.

he could easily make you out of the crowd from your skimpy outfit, his eyes almost undressing you with the way his gaze traces the lines of your body. he winks at you from the stage, but all you could focus on is his slender fingers strumming the guitar. you almost missed the sight of his face from the blinding spotlight.

it’s not for long until he’s pulling you into the backstage with him.

you were a bit worried the crowd will die down when he leaves for a while. aside from his skills playing instruments, he’s quite the eye candy of the band. ricky shushes you instead, assuring you the rest of his bandmates got the situation in control. he has other priorities right now, like your cunt he’s been thinking of ever since the night began.

“already so wet and i just started undressing you. admit it, did my performance out there turn you on this much?” your glossy eyes looking up at him is gonna drive him insane, catching it with his piercing gaze.

ricky makes you face the wall. he can’t look at you directly right now, unless you want him to completely ravage you senseless and leave you ruined.

he grabs your neck firmly, pulling you closer against him. his bulge is hard against your ass, moving your hips teasingly until ricky puts a tight hold on your waist.

“you’re really gonna fuck me here? your fans have no idea how filthy their favorite guitarist is, huh?” your boyfriend doesn’t take your teasing lightly. the chuckle bubbling from your throat was cut off when he tightens the grip he has on your neck, a broken moan escaping your lips instead.

his hand on your waist slithered lower, invading beneath your skirt. “my doll is getting so bold right now, you’re only wearing your panties underneath this flimsy fabric.”

“don’t rip this one off, it’s my favorite.” you whine, knowing ricky’s habits. he only replies with a deep laugh against your neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on the exposed skin.

ricky teases, stretching the band of your panties before letting it snap back against your skin. you push your ass further on his hard cock forming a tent in his pants. he gives in, a finger touching the damp patch that has formed on your panties.

"you were staring so hard while i was playing the guitar, i thought i was gonna melt under your gaze. you wish it was your pussy i was touching, hm?" his hand around her neck loosens, suddenly shoving two lithe fingers in your warm mouth, abruptly pressing down your tongue, urging a moan to escape your throat.

his fingers sneaks into your panties, beginning to languidly trace your hole. ricky pushes his knee in between your legs, sinking a single finger into your dripping cunt.

“anghmm—fuck. ricky, i want your cock to stretch me out right now…”

“patience, doll.” he’s taking his time, sliding another finger inside you after he pulls your panties down further, scissoring to stretch your pulsing walls out. you inhale sharply from the painstaking pace of his teasing, ricky biting his lips from the vibrations of your moans around his fingers.

you clutch his hard on against his pants, desperately pulling it down to release his throbbing cock. ricky pushes his fingers farther, reaching for your throat, your lashes fluttering as you gagged from the movement. but you sucked harder, tongue swirling around his fingers, the sensation going straight to ricky’s cock. he’s moaning even without getting touched yet, mind going insane at the feeling of your tongue.

he slips his fingers from your mouth with a pop, drool a mess on the side of your lips. ricky slides his hand underneath your top, fondling with your breasts until you feel the the tips of his fingers flick your nipple, warm and wet from your saliva. your heart is racing in anticipation, pushing your chest closer to his touch. you whine when he withdraws his fingers from your hole, focusing on your swollen clit instead.

you feel the need ignite in your stomach as ricky buries his face into the crook of your neck, nibbling on your skin until purple marks appear. his hands are busy as they continue to caress your breasts, fingers flicking side to side on your perky nipples, pinching. and his other hand tucked in between your legs, rubbing circles on your needy clit. you’re almost dizzy from the pleasure, ricky only rolling his tongue over the hickeys he’d left on your bare skin, stopping his movements altogether.

“ready for me now, aren’t you?” you whine in response, grinding your ass against him. ricky takes his slick covered hand, pumping his cock with the help of your sticky arousal. he’s groaning through his lips, bunching up your skirt as he drags the tip of his cock from your clit up to your hole, weeting it. he sighs, carefully sinks his hard, throbbing cock into your warmth, watching it disappear as he bottoms out.

he’s holding your waist with a tight grip, nails digging into your skin as he feels intoxicated from the feeling of your cunt engulfing his length. his ears ring from the vibrations of another song starting from the stage, almost pulling all the way out, leaving the heavy tip of his cock inside until he slams back in. a moan rips out from your throat at the feeling of him sinking back inside, skin slapping against each other. your filthy noises were getting drowned out by the band on stage, and ricky was more than eager to fuck the soul out of you, knowing that nobody would hear a single thing as the both of you fucked.

"i wonder how many songs would get to play before the crowd starts asking for me to come back," you feel his breath close to your ear, your eyes half lidded and whimpers slipping out of your lips. "i get you now doll, i'm getting a little impatient too."

"what'd you mean by tha—mghm! ricky, fuck—” a gasp escapes you as your boyfriend suddenly speeds up his thrusts, his cock sliding out over and over effortlessly from your sopping cunt. and as he pushes back in, the head of his cock almost reaches deeper, your tight walls sucking him in and hitting your spot every now and then, his hips slapping against your ass as the noise echoes in the backstage.

you were a mess of moans as ricky pulls your hips on his cock, hard. losing yourself at the flooding pleasure in your stomach. and he gets even more greedy, thrusts faltering in rhythm with the song, but the way he's fucking you from behind so desperately had you seeing stars and clenching around him. "fuck, it feels so… good that i can fuck you as hard as i can, and no one would even hear us over the music."

and he's chasing his high the same as you, grinding against him as you meet his harsh thrusts halfway. his grip on your hiked up skirt tightens, ricky closing his eyes as he continues pounding you sinfully, your pussy begging to milk his cock dry. you're crying out when his hand sneaks back at your swollen clit, rubbing furious circles around the bud as he coaxes you to release all over his cock.

you can't help but buck your hips up as you chase his sinful touch, getting overwhelmed from the stimulation as ricky continues the repeated frantic rolling of his hips.

it's driving you crazy from the way his cock is splitting you in half, and it's not long until you couldn't take it all anymore, orgasming all over him, cunt squeezing his length as your climax washes over you, legs shaking as ricky thrusts faster until he also stills. you feel him spill his warm cum inside your hole, slowing down his abuse on your clit as he hears you catch your breath, panting from the pleasure. he cups your face gently, urging you to turn your head back at him.

"that was fun, yeah?" you reply with an exhausted hum, lids heavy and legs fragile. ricky only presses a deep wet kiss against your lips, swollen from biting to keep your moans in. you stare back at his eyes, a glisten underneath the low light of the backstage, a smirk tugging on the side of his mouth. he slides your panties back in place, cum still dripping inside your fucked out pussy, eyes glossed over.

ricky adores your disheveled state until he takes your hand in his, hearing the clink of his car keys as he passes it onto your palm.

"we're not done yet, doll. wait for me patiently in my car once my band starts packing up."

#ricky smut #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #ricky zb1 smut

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ijbolz · 5 months

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❝ seunghan x fem!reader

— seunghan loves phone sex a little too much, whether it be you touching yourself for him, jerking himself off as you watch, or maybe trying to cum together on call😵‍💫

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a long distance relationship does come with its struggles, days where you just wanna cuddle with your boyfriend but can't. which is why you and seunghan often love to videocall each other before you go the bed, talking about whatever went on your day. seunghan just lets you blabber about some random story, nodding diligently at first, a few hums here and there to show that he's listening. but he can't help but feel a bit turned on whenever you groan on call, the sound echoing in his ears much louder because he has his earphones on.

he's starting to miss you much more, it's different to hear you from call and from when he's actually facing you. so when his mind starts drifting off to your lips you were unconsciously running your tongue on, biting it sometimes as you tell your story, seunghan can't stop himself from slipping a hand in his pants.

oh, and when your eyes look up at the ceiling as you think of another topic to bring up during the call. he just thinks those eyes of yours would be the cutest looking up at him when he fucks your mouth. and they'd get all glossy as you struggle to take him.

you only realized what he was doing when you heard a moan slip from his lips, your eyes flickering towards your screen. seunghan was biting his lip hard, the view seen until his chest, but you notice the way his arm was furiously moving at the side. you weren't dumb, you knew what he was doing. actually even feeling aroused that your boyfriend would wanna jerk himself off to you simply talking about whatever.

"wanna see more seunghan,"

you mutter, and he chuckles lowly before lowering his camera, making you moan at the sight of his hard cock, heavy in his hand as he strokes it fast, hoping it was your pussy gripping it instead :(

you can't help but also sneak your hands underneath your shorts, suprisingly a wet patch on your panties was already there.

the call then only echoed the both of your moans together as you rub your clit to the same pace seunghan was stroking his cock. it was so fucking hot, and you wonder why the both of you had only done this right now. you see your boyfriend throw his head back at his pillow, his cock twitching in his hand, he's so close. he coaxes you to keep moaning for him, to help him get closer to his climax.

he's going insane with how hot the call was, jerking himself off to you whose probably touching yourself to the rhythm of him stroking his cock. it's so obvious from the muffled whines he hears on your end, everytime he hears your cute voice it's pushing him closer to the edge. so he finally shoots a lot of his sticky cum, orgasming and making a mess, some of it splattering on his phone screen and you wonder why his camera suddenly looked so cloudy.

"fuck... baby. look what you did to me..." seunghan angles his camera to show you the mess his cum made on his sheets, dripping from his thighs.

"you think we're done? how about you show me that pretty pussy of yours now. wanna see if i could make you cum with just my voice on call."

#seunghan smut #riize smut

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ijbolz · 6 months

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❝ ceo!ricky x secretary!reader

— from wearing the skimpiest skirts to the tightest blouses, you act oblivious to the way you're making your boss feel. running his patience thin until he makes you take his cock in his office.

warnings: oral (m!receiving), calling him sir (for a bit), he calls you his fucktoy

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ricky wonders if you’re doing it on purpose. every time he’d ask you to report back to his office, it’s like you’re running a show for him. picking up something you dropped, making sure he sees your panties as you bend down, wearing the skimpiest skirt you could find for the day. or bending a little bit more than usual over him as you talk about things ricky can’t even manage to remember, his attention all on your cleavage, your breasts tight against the fabric.

he almost wanted to say you could always take it off, as the caring boss he is he wants to make sure you’re comfortable, not because he just wants to have your breasts all to himself. you never fail to make him needy for you, cock straining hard against his pants, hidden under his desk. he’d never say a word though.

but ricky’s patience can run thin, like a string threatening to snap into two. the moment you walk into his office at a particularly stressful day for him, his firm voice commands you to lock the door behind you, his mind wanting some form of relief.

so you rush over to your boss as the diligent secretary that you are, asking if he’s alright. sure there were times that he had to fulfill tiring days, but right now felt different. even the air in his office was making you quite bothered. you only shake your thoughts off, asking him if he wanted a cup of coffee, even though you know he doesn’t prefer drinks like that.

“strip for me.” you make the effort to look at him with wide eyes, suppressing the smirk that was creeping on your lips. was your boss finally at his limit after you worked hard these previous days? working hard to tease him until all he could think about is you? to the point that it’s disrupting his work. but all those papers needed to be signed can wait later, when your pussy is starting to get wet from the anticipation.

but you don’t give in easily, you love it when you tease him, bringing out reactions that people won’t expect to come from ricky himself.

“what do you mean?”

your doe eyes were upon him, and ricky starts to think. he leans over his desk. two can play this game alright.

“forgetting to address me how i told you to? i think you should be calling me sir."

you were expecting his sudden change of tone, and he doesn't miss the way you press your thighs together.

"should i repeat myself? my secretary should know to never question my orders.”

with a nod, you follow his words. ridding yourself of your tight skirt, discarded by the floor along with your top. seductively undoing each single button, ricky leaning back on his chair, starting to palm himself through his pants.

and when you finally take off your top, he bites back a moan at your cute pair of underwear, it’s like you wore it this morning with the intention of stripping before him.

there were no questions raised between the two of you, like an unspoken word in the air as the both of you were awaiting this moment.

he only glares at you directly before you kneeled. he lets out a low laugh at the sight, not surprised at the way you always know what to do and what he means, despite his lack of word—exactly why he appointed you as his secretary.

your breasts that are free from your clothes quickly captivated him. his fantasy of fucking his cock in between them thrown to the side, as he decides that he wants to feel your mouth right now. you can’t talk back at him when your mouth’s full, right?

“let me take this off for you, sir—”

“forget about what i said earlier, just call me ricky.” it would be so hot to keep the disparity between the two of you while doing the act, but he feels that it would be better for you to call him by his name, much more personal... just like how you’re his personal fucktoy now.

you begin to unbutton his pants, pulling down just enough to take his cock out, your hand making its way to wrap around it. leaning closer, the first contact of your tongue on the head of his cock had him moaning, licking the pre-cum that started to collect. you look at him in the eye, mouth still agape as you let the heavy tip rest on your tongue, ricky’s fingers tangling itself within the strands of your hair.

never breaking your gaze at him, you move your head side to side, teasing, before taking the head of his cock within your mouth, tongue dragging from the underside back up to his slit, earning a moan from his throat.

“take it.” he pushes your head further, up until what you could only take of his length for now. next time though, he’ll try to fit all of his cock in your mouth, until your nose hits the skin by the base. he lets you stay still for awhile, your tongue licking around the shaft. it felt so wet and warm, as ricky fights the urge to buck his hips up.

you begin a slow pace at first, getting used to his girth, head bobbing up and down, your hand stroking the rest that you couldn’t take. ricky’s hand guides you, continuing your ministrations until the wet sound of sucking him off was echoing inside the room, his cock sticky from your spit, the side of your lip messy.

he groans as you start to find a steady pace, speeding up the way your mouth was taking him repeatedly, your hand circling around his shaft with a firm grip. your tongue traces the veins of his hard cock, you never forget to lick at his sensitive slit every time you get to his tip.

“shit, my pretty fucktoy is doing so good for me,” the medley of your hand stroking, along with your mouth sucking him good made him throw his head back against his chair, moaning as he drowns in the pleasure, biting his lip. you can’t help but moan around his cock too, the vibrations heading straight for his high that’s getting closer by the second. it's so hot how his heavy panting is the only thing you could hear right now.

but he wanted more, his hard cock starting to twitch in your mouth. you take this as a sign to coax him into cumming, hollowing your cheeks before sucking him harder than before, fondling with his balls, bobbing your head over and over. you trace the line of his vein, fighting the way his hand is trying to push you further down, this time stroking the rest of his length while you pay attention to his sensitive head, licking the underside with pressure before never leaving his slit alone, sucking until his cock twitches inside your mouth.

ricky immediately pulls you away from him, your hand never ceasing to pleasure him until he shoots his warm cum, making a mess on your face until it drips down to your exposed breasts. fuck… his thighs go numb as he came hard in front of you, moaning at the sight of his dear secretary licking remains of his release on his cock, pushing you away, telling you he’s too sensitive for now.

and as you let him catch his breath, he watches you clean up the mess he made all over your face, your tongue catching his cum that splattered by the side of your lip.

“tell me we’re not done yet, right?” you boldly coo at him, flashing the same doe eyes as before. ricky only chuckles under his breath, urging you to stand in front of him, his hand touching the damp spot on your panties.

“of course, it’s your turn now... my fucktoy did so well for me, i think she deserves a little reward.”

he glances at the door of his office. his secretary could never fail him, smiling at the way you locked the door once you entered a while ago, making sure no one would dare barge in and disturb, free from prying eyes, your body made for his sultry gaze only.

you wouldn’t mind if you spend a little bit overtime at work today, right?

#ricky smut #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #ricky zb1 smut

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