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svt-nari · 4 months

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the airport incident / part three

warnings: language (the word s*** is written once, panic attacks, stalkers, weird creepy man, not proofread! a/n: i’m so so so so so so sorry for not posting this sooner, i was trying to finish it as soon as possible and i’m really sorry if it’s not as good as you guys expected. also,,, this will have a continuation, not sure if a part four, but i’ll post other chapters about this whole situation.

part one | part two | part three

nari remembers the exact first time she heard that name. seventeen’s first comeback had just happened and they were holding a small fansign. they were still a small group, not much recognition but they were happy and living their dreams. the fourteen young adults/teens were ecstatic, people coming to meet them and get their autograph – it was just like how they saw on tv.

as fans passed by, one of them caught her attention because he was a bit older than the other people there – probably in his mid-thirties. what made him stand out the most too was how he skipped every single one of the boys just to meet nari.

he greeted her and she greeted back, laughing at his enthusiasm to see her. he apologized to all of the boys, claiming that she’s someone he likes a lot. everyone laughed at that moment, it was funny. though, they didn’t know that from there on he wouldn’t just be a harmless fan.

the second time they meet she was shopping with a friend – a private going, her personal life. many fans saw her because they were also shopping, taking pictures and asking for her autograph. but, nari knew he wasn’t there before they arrived. no. he arrived there with them. she thought it was just a coincidence when he entered the mall doors at the same time as her, bumping on her shoulder and apologizing, feigning surprise when he saw who she was.

nari knew it wasn’t just a normal fan behavior when he asked for her autograph and gave her a card with his number written on it, claiming that she could call him whenever she felt like it. something about him gave her chills. but she ignored it for her own sake, nodding along and trying to convince herself that it was normal for fans to give idols their number.

two years passed when the third huge issue happened, nari knew it wasn’t all just a coincidence. he was stepping foot in her family’s apartment building, moving to the floor bellow to the one where her family lived. she knew that he was aware of what he was doing, he made sure to wave at her and tell her that he was moving there. claiming that he didn’t know her family lived there.

but she knew it was all a big, fat lie.

she was scared and she told her company, getting a huge “we can’t do anything without proof!” as a response – as if the fact that he moved to her parents’ building wasn’t proof enough. they told her it was just her mind playing tricks on her since it was a public building, that he could have just rented it. but she knew it was far from the truth.

he had been following her, she knew because she took the time to memorize his plate just in case something ever happened to her. nari’s safety was in game, she didn’t want to end up hurt because of this guy. she knew he followed her to her family’s home because of his car plate. that made her even more terrified of him.

she had to beg her parents to move, took the time to find a new place for them just to get them to be safe and away from that maniac. though, she wasn’t expecting his reaction to that.

a few days after her parents moved to their new place, nari received a letter on her own building - her members’ home, the dorms. it didn’t have any name nor address written, meaning it was delivered by someone and not the post office. the moment she touched it, nari could feel her whole body shiver. as she opened the letter, her heart pounded in her chest with each word she read to herself.

“hi, hwang nari.

it’s me, your hajunie. i miss you so much, don’t you miss me too? well, i hope you do, because i’m planning on seeing you as soon as possible. i know your schedules are full because of all the comeback preparations, it’s hard being talented, right? well, you sure do know since you’re amazing.

i’m sorry i took so long to reach out, but i was organizing how i could do it all without messing up or having someone else mess it all up. i’ve been keeping track of you though. i memorized your schedules and made sure to be there whenever i could - even if i didn’t make myself known. i’m sorry for letting you down.

though, you also did something to make me upset. i mean, how could you move your family away from me? i just want to get closer to you, meet your - our - family. your actions really hurt me, hwang nari. can’t you see that i just want to see you happy and healthy? that i do everything for you? that we are made for each other? well, if you don’t, i’ll remind you :)

tell jaebeom-ssi to be careful. i have never approved nor appreciated your relationship with anyone. have i not made myself clear when i asked you to never see anyone? i wasn’t kidding, nari. you don’t want your career ruined by this little scandal, right?

i hope you can wait for me, just a few more weeks and then i will see you and hold you. wait for me, darling. i’ll show you that we were made for each other.

much love, your hajunie <3”

she could feel her throat closing, her heart pounded and she reread everything over and over. her mind going miles per second. the thoughts never ending, questions unanswered roaming around her mind. how did he know her address when she’s never seen him around the dorms? how did he know she was dating jaebeom when they were never in public together? what did he mean by seeing her and holding her? wait a few weeks? it all made the young woman’s head spin.

nari gripped the stairs railing as hard as she could, her breath shortening as scenarios ran through her head. she could feel herself slowly slipping into a anxiety attack, her mind not being able to process it all as she looked around. she felt watched, as if some type of paranoia - but she knew it wasn’t just her seeing things.

the first rational thought that came to her mind was calling one of the boys, so she quickly took her phone out of her pocket and dialed junhui’s phone. it took him a few seconds to answer but, the moment he did, jun was already out of the door and towards the buildings ground-floor.

the moment he laid eyes on her, he felt his own heart tighten upon seeing his sister’s state. she had her breathing uneven, tears streaming down as she sat with her face on her knees.

“nabi-ah…”, he sighed worriedly. “oh my god, what happened? are you okay?”

jun sat down next to her, bringing the upset girl to a hug. her sobs instantly got louder, her face buried on the taller one’s chest. her hands gripped his shirt, trying to grasp her breath. he didn’t know what to do, so he just sat there and rubbed her back, whispering reassuring words to the upset girl.

“what?”, she said out loud. the whole venue quieted down, the surprised gasps being the only thing to be heard in the moment. “repeat it.”

“noon-,” mingyu started, being abruptly cut off by the girl.

“no. i said. repeat. it.”, she huffed.

“his name is kim hajun… i saw it on twitter if i’m not mistaken it’s his name.” the taller sighed, his head hanging low.

she knew he wasn’t mistaken. she knows him and now that it got to this point, she’s sure she should’ve told them earlier. if she had just told them about it all, it wouldn’t be like this.

“i know him.”, the boys looked at her with furrowed brows, her manager quickly sighing and bowing his head upon her words. “i know i should have told you about this sooner – a lot sooner – it was just,” she sighed. “i didn’t know how to bring this up.”

“we have had some sasaengs before, i know it’s not an excuse, but i didn’t think it would come to this. the most he did was send a letter to m-“

“wait,” jun exasperated. “so that letter you were crying about all those years back…”

“yeah…” nari sighed. “it was from him.”

she came closer to the boys, having cheol bring a chair so she could sit down amongst the boys.

“he also gave me a letter yesterday…”, she fidgeted with her fingers, focusing on something else than the thirteen boys around her. “i didn’t want to talk about it, but i feel like ot got out of hand and-“

“you feel like it got out of hand!?”, s.coups scoffed. “he touched you and he’s been stalking you. it got out of hand a long time ago!” he exasperated.

“i know, i know!”, she stood up. “but do you think i wanted it to get to this point? he threatened me! he threatened to hurt you all, to hurt my parents!”

everyone’s eyes widened upon hearing her words. she have never said anything about this to anyone, she never even showcased any different emotion. she was so lowkey about it that they never even suspected anything.

“what do you mean by it?”, chan looked at her with a frightened expression. he was clearly worried and distressed by this, which made nari feel even worse about the whole situation.

“the letter jun mentioned, all the way back in 2017…”, nari sat back down. “he had moved to my parents’ building because he discovered where they lived, then i asked them to move once again and he didn’t like it one bit.”, she adjusted her glasses, biting down on her lip as she remembered that in her head. “i was with jaebeom at that time and he somehow knew it, so he sent me a letter threatening to expose us and saying t-that he didn’t l-like-“, her breathing got uneven, her chest tightening as the memories came back.

instantly cheol hugged her, seungkwan getting up to bring her some water and dino going to her side to hold her hand. they knew she was having panic attacks more frequently, so they wanted to make sure it wouldn’t be as bad as the last one.

“it’s okay, we can talk about the other letter some other time. your confirmation was enough for us to take matters, okay?”, jeonghan whispered, petting her head reassuringly.

“yeah, don’t worry about it now. they’ll work with what you told us. when you’re ready you can tell us everything, okay?”, shua smiled at her. “your safety and wellbeing is our number one priority.”

the one thing nari was sure of, is that; if they knew that the company already knew about it and did nothing to change it all, shit would hit the fan. for now, she just wanted to avoid it as much as she could to not make things even worse.

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 27 - Size Kink

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Wall sex, size kink, praise.

Word Count: 2234

Summary: Yunho never really noticed the height difference between you two, he knew it was there but it never had an effect on him, until he sees you wearing one of his shirts.

Prompt List MasterList Kintktober 2022 Buy me a Coffee

“Hey guys who does this remind you of?” Seonghwa asks showing the image of a cartoon duo with a large height difference that was on his phone, everyone including yourself erupted into fits of laughter but you didn’t stop your eyes rolling at the joke that was clearly aimed at you and Yunho. You were used to the height jokes at this point and you kind of expected it to happen given their sense of humour and their love for teasing everyone, you could never get mad or upset over it, if anything it made you feel more welcomed among your boyfriend's friend group.

You will always remember the day Yunho introduced you to his friends, he told you to stay quiet as you both walked through the door and made sure you stayed hidden behind his back until he said so, which was an easy task due to your height difference. You'll always remember the way his friends cooed at you once you stepped out from behind Yunho, your tiny figure stood in comparison to his giant one, at a quick glance you looked like his baby sister or something and that was the first joke they went to. At the time it made you blush like crazy and made you feel a little embarrassed but as time went on and you got to know the group as a whole better you no longer felt the way you used to, now you were also teasing them about anything and everything and to top it off Yunho had even taught you how to master Wooyoung's laugh, while the others would keel over with laughter Wooyoung would shoot you dagger and make another joke about your small height.

"I bet you need a ladder to even kiss Yunho's chin." Wooyoung quips at you with an exaggerated pout.

"Without a ladder you'd be lucky if you could reach his shins." Yunho stood to the side innocently, eyeing himself up and down as he pictured you being the height of his shin, but his attention was brought back to you when he realised you and Wooyoung had started to playfully slap each other spurting funny insults back and forth.

“Ahhh, come here.” Yunho interjects wrapping an arm around your waist and lifting you off the floor pulling you away from his bandmate.

“See he can even pick you up with one arm you’re that tiny.” Wooyoung cackles his witchy laugh.

“That’s it I’m not done with you Jung Wooyoung!” You try desperately to scramble your way out of Yunho’s hold.

“No, no, you’re done we can’t just go beating up people baby...even if it is Wooyoung we’re talking about.”

“Hey!” Wooyoung screeches offended by the back handed comment.

“Come on, you know you deserve it 99% of the time.” Wooyoung folds his arms over his chest sulking in defeat thinking over how many times he’d been beaten up by his bandmates for his mouth.

“She’s still tiny.” He finishes before going off to find comfort in San. Seeing how the coast was clear Yunho set you back down on your feet but still keeping his arm around your waist just so if you decided to go after Wooyoung he’d be able to hold you back as soon as you moved a muscle.

The rest of the time you spent with the group went by as normal, having a quick bite to eat while they were still on break followed by you sitting on the couch at the back of the room flicking your attention between your phone and watching your boyfriend dance to the music that was blaring through the speakers. Even though you’d had a fun night you were relieved when you stepped through the door of your apartment with Yunho in tow, finally being able to have some time to yourselves.

With Yunho in the shower you took the short amount of time you had to sift through his clothes pulling out one of his favourite t-shirts and throwing it on. You looked down at the t-shirt that reached your knees, looking like a dress on you, and thought back to the jokes Wooyoung had made earlier.

“Huh, guess I am tiny.” You giggled to yourself making your way to the kitchen. The sound of a low chuckle made you jump out of your skin almost spilling your drink everywhere.

“Shit Yunho, what have I told you about creeping around the place.” You whine.

“Aww I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He cooed walking over to you and wrapping has arms around your waist.

“Is this my favourite shirt?” He asks tilting his head as he played with the sleeve.

“Hmm.”

“What?” You ask watching as a small smirk grows on Yunho’s face as his eyes wander over you.

“You know, I never really paid attention when the guys mentioned our height difference, but now I can see it, the way my shirt just hangs off you.” Yunho spoke softly, one hand wandering over you while the other traced gentle circles over the skin of your shoulder the collar had exposed. You could feel your heart start to race, for a moment you thought he’d even be able to hear the way it pounded in your chest.

“So tiny.” You’d usually swat his arm for the comment but the way his fingertips danced over your skin and the sparkle in his eye darkened you could only give in to it all.

Yunho’s lips met yours, full of hunger and need, he kissed you like his whole life depended on it pulling you as close to him as possible with a hand on the back of your neck and the other gripping your hip. the height difference made you struggle a little to meet his demands, you need to step back in order to keep your balance but with every step back you took he took one forward until your back hit the wall behind you. Hearing the little “Oomph” that came from you Yunho broke the kiss to check if you were okay but the sight of you looking so small caged between him and the wall sent all rational thinking out the window.

“So small, you’re like a little doll.” The lust laced in his voice made heat pool at your core and the way he called you a doll just added to it. You rose to the tips of your toes in a desperate attempt to have his lips back on yours but you were only met with another low chuckle.

“Wooyoung was right, I guess you do need a ladder to kiss me.”

“Shut the fuck up and kiss me.” You hissed.

“Oh, big attitude for such a tiny girl.” You wanted to scowl at his jokes but the expression was changed before you could even make it, his fingers diving under the shirt to find your soaked core.

“Is a kiss all you want tiny?” You didn’t even bother responding, head falling back against the wall as your eyes closed losing yourself in the way he ran his fingers over the wet patch of your underwear. He took that as a good enough sign of what you really wanted, removing his hand from you to place both hands on the back of your thighs hoisting you off the floor, the only thing keeping you from falling was the grip he had on your thighs and how his whole body pressed you against the wall stopping you from sliding away.

Yunho wanted desperately to take his time with you, really rile you up to the point you’re snapping at him, he loved how you looked when you got frustrated, but the way you looked so small in his hold looked even better and it was turning him on more than he wanted it to. He made quick work of pulling his sweatpants down just enough to free himself and you couldn’t help but stare at him wide eyed watching how he held you in place with one arm with such ease. Moving your underwear to the side he lined himself up at your core but stopped just before he did anything else, looking you in the eye with a cautious look.

“What’s wrong?”

“I usually prep you before hand but baby I can’t wait anymore, I’m just worried I’ll hurt you.” You swooned over how caring he was, the man was practically dying from lust yet he still cared.

“I’ll be fine don’t worry about me.” He sighed a little not really believing what you said but he didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to cope so he had to take your word.

“Promise me you’ll say something if anything is wrong, even if it’s something small?” Cupping his face you looked him dead in the eye.

“I promise, just please fuck me.” He didn’t need to be told twice, easing himself into you he kept a sharp eye on your face looking for any warning signs. Halfway into you, you scrunched your nose a little as the slight pain from him stretching you out hit you and just from that small movement he stopped.

“Are you okay?” You nod a little more eager than you planned to.

“Please don’t stop.” Once again taking your word he carried on until he was fully sheathed inside you. The feeling of your walls wrapped around him was enough to take the edge off a bit, enough for him to let you have a moment to adjust.

With his forehead resting against yours you combed your fingers through his hair comforting him, telling him you were fine, but now it was you who was getting restless. You tried your best to roll your hips against his but to no avail, you just hoped your small movements were enough for him to get the hint.

“Are you sure?”

“More than anything.” He took his time to start with, slowly pulling out to then slowly slide back in, you could feel every vein in his cock glide against your walls, the sensation dragging small moans out of you. The pain was non existent at this point, all you felt was burning pleasure as Yunho slowly fucked into you.

“Please...faster.” You could sense he was going to ask you again if you were sure so you shot him a look that answered the question before it even left his lips. His smirk growing again Yunho gradually picked up his pace until he had you pulling the hair at the top of his neck, head hanging down as your mouth hung open with silent moans.

“My tiny girl, doing so well taking all of me like this.” Yunho growled into your ear. Everything in this moment had your head spinning, from the way Yunho rutted into you down to the way his fingers gripped into the flesh of your thighs, you were seeing stars already from how good you felt, it was like everything in your vision came to a blur, all except Yunho.

You could feel your high was approaching and as much as you wanted to hold it back the way Yunho hit your sweet spot over and over and how he grazed over your clit with every thrust you knew it would be impossible, but by the way his breathing became heavier and his eyes screwed shut you could tell he was just as close as you were and you really couldn’t blame him, he was dying of need before he even did anything. Your hands gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as you awaited your orgasm to wash over you which soon came, ripping though you as you shakily cried out his name and tried to keep yourself upright not to flop your whole weight onto him. Your walls clamping down on his cock like a vice had Yunho’s movements stuttering, he was determined to help you ride out your own orgasm before getting to his own, even if it meant using everything he had to will it away for a moment or two.

The blurriness in your vision cleared and you were left with the stunning view of Yunho, sweat beading on his forehead and his cheeks a beautiful shade of pink. Your senses came around just in time for you to fully witness the low breathy moan that fell from his lips as his orgasm hit, his hips stuttering against yours as he tried his best to ride it out needing to savour the feeling before he got overly sensitive. It was like his body crumpled in on itself as he started to come down from his high, his head lazily resting on your shoulder as you could feel the warm breath of his pants fan over your skin. You kept him close to you during that time, stroking the hair at the back of his head as he started to come around.

“You okay down there?” You coo. A low grumble was all you could hear before Yunho brought his head back up. He places a small kiss on your nose before gently setting you back onto your feet but still keeping his arms wrapped around you.

“If i get this reaction out of you every time I wear one of your shirts then I’ll just have to keep stealing them.” You joke making Yunho laugh.

“I swear you’re going to be the death of me.”

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jungwnies · 2 years

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this will be my first ever time participating in a writing event and i hope you guys enjoy it! i've been curating this list since the beginning of august and it did take a little back and forth contemplation for me to decide if i wanted to go through with it. since i have decided to participate i will mainly be working on only smau's and my kinktober masterlist.

reblog to spread the word, and if you'd like to be added to the taglist for the kinktober 2022 special then please comment, or fill out this taglist form

day 1 - handjob with yeonjun

day 2 - eating out with jake

day 3 - thigh riding with jungkook

day 4 - choking with minho

day 5 - spanking with taehyung

day 6 - blindfolded with jeonghan

day 7 - blowjob with heeseung

day 8 - voyeurism with soobin

day 9 - overstimulation with namjoon

day 10 - foodplay with hyunjin

day 11 - fingering with minghao

day 12 - public with jimin

day 13 - sixty-nine with jay

day 14 - stomach bulge with sunghoon

day 15 - toys with taehyun

day 16 - begging with yoongi

day 17 - kitchen with wonwoo

day 18 - shower with seungmin

day 19 - threesome with heeseung & jake

day 20 - edging with dokyeom

day 21 - dry humping with hobi

day 22 - phone sex with jeongin

day 23 - first time with hueningkai

day 24 - rough sex with vernon

day 25 - caught masturbating with jisung

day 26 - accidental stimulation with joshua

day 27 - somnophilia with seokjin

day 28 - praise with bangchan

day 29 - degradation with woozi

day 30 - mutual masturbation changbin

day 31 - dacryphilia with beomgyu

2022 © jungwnies

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hyunedores · 2 years

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Lee Know didn’t go to the airport with the kids so Jeongin brought a picture of him lmao Chans reaction

#skz #stray kids #straykids #kpop #lovestay #stay #bang Chan #lee know #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #Han Jisung #lee Felix #kim seungmin #Yang Jeongin #kcon #kcon 2022

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bincutie · 2 years

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Day 3: Breeding with Bang Chan

Warnings: unprotected sex, dirty talk, breeding, established relationship, also pretty soft. Reader has a vulva. Let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 4.2k

You love your job. Honestly, you do. Sure, sometimes you go home exhausted, crying into your pillow about the onslaught of evil that children seem to bring. And sometimes you forget that you shouldn’t wear your favourite pair of pants to a daycare. But you love to be around the kids. They’re usually the sweetest to you, and it makes your heart warm every time they give you compliments, ask you questions, or just want to be around you.. When you took this job, you thought that it might do something to calm your ever present baby fever. You thought that the days of trying to quiet screaming babies and break up fights over wooden blocks would deter you, just a little, from wanting children of your own. But if you are being honest with yourself, the desire for kids has only doubled down. Most of the time you ignore it, or at least try to. You try not to hold onto the moments you spend with the kids here - holding their tiny hands, playing patty-cake, rocking them in your arms as they doze off for a nap. Today, however, you just can’t seem to shake your feelings away.

You feel as though you’re in a daze as soon as you step foot into your home. Exhausted as you may be, you hum to yourself - a lullaby you sang earlier in the day - as you kick your shoes off. You pad over to the kitchen, swaying to your tune as you raid the cabinets for a snack. You and Chris have a dinner date planned tonight, so you really only need something to hold you over. You smile just thinking of it, you can’t wait for Chris to return. His presence never fails to calm your racing thoughts, always knowing exactly what you need. He’s always there to listen, talk, cuddle, you name it and he’d be here in a heartbeat… or as quick as he can.

‘I’m going to be late, baby :(‘

‘I’m sorry :((‘

‘Please respond so I know you don’t hate me :(((‘

‘you know I could never hate you, Chris’

‘:D’

You roll your eyes at his dramatics, but can’t help the small grin resting on your lips. You can’t be mad at him for running late, especially since he has been doing so well with his time management lately. It seems that when you started your job, he just kept spending more and more time with you. He suddenly changed back into the Chris he was when you two first started dating. He couldn’t sit still when he was near you, always pulling you into his arms and wrapping himself around you. He couldn’t go two minutes without expressing his love and adoration for you. And to top it off, he’d surprise you with a gift at least once every week. It started to concern you when you were certain he was spending more time with you than he was at the studio. It was even more concerning when Changbin called you asking where Chris was.

As much as you loved the attention you were getting from him, you knew he’d eventually snap out of it and sulk about his wasted time. You gently reminded him of this one night when you both were cuddling. It earned you a heavy sigh, a small grin, and a tickle fight. After he inevitably won, he told you he’d get back into a routine, that he just missed you. The next day, he woke you up with a soft kiss, told you that he made breakfast, and slipped out the door. Since then, he has balanced life and work really well. He makes sure to come home before too late, spend enough time with you, and even take breaks to call you throughout the day. You have heard some of the other boys in the background of your calls, making kissing noises and trying to embarrass their leader. You think it’s endearing, the way that Chris takes care of them and puts up with their antics. You always have. You adore the way Chris is so natural in his guiding roles, the way he lights up when he can care for others. You can’t help but think about how he would be as a father.

Words are spewing from Chris’s mouth as soon as he opens the door. It startles you from your position, leaning against the counter and staring off into space, and you barely understand a word he’s saying with how fast they leave his lips. You giggle as you shuffle around the counter, towards him, and wrap your arms around his torso. His whole body relaxes at your touch and he smiles down at you, pressing his lips to the crown of your head.

“In my defense, I was only late because I drove to three different stores to find your favourite ice cream.” You gasp, excited as he holds up a shopping bag. He pulls away from you gently to put it in the freezer before it melts, but wastes no time in enveloping you back into his arms. You both laugh as he waddles you two into the living area, flopping down onto the couch and pulling you with him. You wiggle in his hold, nuzzling your face in his chest and sighing softly as your eyes close. You wouldn’t mind staying here forever. In fact, you prefer it. His chest is rising and falling gently against your cheek, his heart beats against your ear, his scent surrounding you. The lullaby of Chris is slowly lulling you to sleep, and you don’t mind. Until he interrupts.

“We still have a reservation to make.” You groan at him, earning a quiet laugh. “We both still need to change our clothes.” Another groan, another laugh. He pauses for a while, continuing to brush his hand over your spine. “Do you want to get takeout and watch a movie instead?” You turn your head, hiding your smile into his shirt. He laughs at this, leaning forward and kissing the top of your head. “We can do that then.”

You let him go when he tries to get up, sitting up and stretching your arms. After he digs his phone out of his bag and you decide on a place to get dinner, Chris calls while you make your way into your room to change into more comfortable clothes. You love nights like this, where you can have him all to yourself in the comfort of your own home. You don’t have to worry about what anyone else thinks, you don’t have to share him with paparazzi and crazy fans. It’s just you and him, and as much cuddling as you both can handle. You find yourself daydreaming once again as you throw on an oversized shirt. You press your hands over your stomach, trying to imagine how you would look with Chris’s baby inside you. You giggle, smiling softly to yourself. Warmth spreads throughout your body, distracting you from your surroundings.

Chris is leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed as he watches you with glassy eyes. He doesn’t want to speak, doesn’t want to ruin this moment. Seeing you like this, knowing exactly what you’re thinking of without you even speaking. He doesn’t need you to. His heart swells at the way your hands delicately cradle your stomach, as if you already carry something so sacred, so fragile. Minutes pass, and he finally forces himself out of your trance. He knocks on the door, adjusting himself to appear as though he only just arrived. He withholds a small smirk at the way you startle, your hands jerking away and eyes darting around the room to avoid meeting his gaze. He can practically feel the way heat rises in your body, but he admits that he finds your embarrassment cute.

“Everything okay in here? I was starting to think you got lost.” You smile, nodding at him.

“Just got a little bit distracted. How long until the food is here?” Leave it to you to change the subject.

“It won’t take long. Maybe like… twenty minutes?” You nod at him, making your way out of the room. As you’re walking out the door, past him, you turn to him with a grin.

“I’m gonna pick the movie this time, you find something cozy to wear.” He presses a quick kiss to your cheek before he lets you leave, moving further into the room to dig through his endless amount of dark clothes.

You don’t think you’ll be able to focus on the TV, regardless of what movie you pick. Chris’s mere presence is driving you crazy. His stare, his lips, his warmth, his hands. Every part of him clouds your mind. The catalogue of movies is a blur as you click through them, unconsciously stopping only when your daydreams steal away your complete attention. For what seems like the millionth time that night, you’re interrupted by Chris.

“Oh a romance movie?” He wiggles his eyebrows, an amused smirk plastered onto his face. You can only hope he hasn’t caught on to your daydreaming. “It’s been awhile since we’ve watched one. I don’t think I’ve heard of this one before.” You steal a quick glance at the screen. Yes, you know that he notices it, but you’re too proud to admit that you didn’t even mean to stop on this movie.

“Uh, yeah. I’ve heard some good reviews and thought that maybe we could check it out?”

“Oh yeah? What’s it about?”

“Romance.” You feel your skin heating with embarrassment, you can see him trying to hold in his laughter and you hate the reaction it pulls from your body: a different, all too familiar heat spreading in your abdomen. It doesn’t help that you’re just now taking in his appearance. Your Chris can make anything look like it was designed for the Gods, you’re sure of it. If the plain black sweats and matching fitted black t-shirt was anything to go by, of course. He’s so gorgeous it’s annoying.

Fortunately for you, Chris seems to have grossly overestimated the amount of time it would take for your dinner to arrive, and you’re saved by a knock on the door. You smile at him cheekily and he rolls his eyes at you, strolling over to get your food. When he returns, he sets everything out on the coffee table, smiling at you fondly.

“Alright! Now… blankets!” You nod enthusiastically at the comment and he giggles as he leaves the living area to retrieve some of the numerous covers in your home. It’s never a complete stay-at-home date without an obscene amount of blankets, you both agreed on that during your first date.

While Chris is gone, you get to work opening up the food and setting it up so that it will be easy for you both to share it. Your stomach growls loudly, and you wish Chris would hurry up with the blankets. Your prayers are answered, however, when he arrives practically buried in blankets. Unfortunately for you, he still hears you laugh at his appearance, and decides to dump the pile of covers on top of you. You wiggle under them, navigating your way out, and pout at him angrily. He only giggles again, poking at your bottom lip. You roll your eyes, shrugging the covers off of you and pushing them away to make a spot for him. You pull him down onto the couch, into you, and hold him there.

“You’re so mean to me, Chris.” You squeeze him tighter.

“Yeah, then why are you clinging to me like that?” Your legs wrap around his waist and you squeeze him again.

“Squeezing the life out of you.” He laughs, shaking his head and pulling away from you, sitting up. He kisses your cheek again, and reaches to grab some of the food. Before he eats any, he holds a bite out to you.

“Say ahhhh,” You grin, but accept it, something you’ve gotten used to being with him. Even before you two started dating, he always made sure to take care of you. Any time you shared food, he always insisted you had the first bite. According to him, it was the best part of the meal, and the one time you had attempted to refuse him, he refused to eat at all until you took his bite. It doesn’t bother you anymore. In fact, you’ve grown fond of it.

He steals away the remote while you aren’t looking, starting the movie before you have a chance to sneakily change it. You feel your cheeks heating once again, knowing you’re not going to be able to get out of this one. You know he’ll end up with his cheeky smirk, asking you questions about the movie that you should know the answers to if you already knew what the film was. You can already see his stupid grin widening at your embarrassment, can already hear the way that he’s chuckling at you. Curse your daydreams for being so distracting. And curse your boyfriend before being so damn beautiful. Really, it’s Chris’s fault you’re zoning out all the time - thinking about the way his chest feels as you rest against it, the way his strong arms wrap around you so secure, the way his fingers feel when they’re digging into your hips, holding you still, the way his hand is sending a tingling sensation up your spine as he rests it on your thigh.

It’s purely innocent, you know it’s just Chris being touchy and affectionate, but you squirm a little in his hold. You shiver, trying not to be glaringly obvious as you move your own hand under the blanket, swiftly intertwining your fingers. You don’t see the knowing smile he gives you as his hand is moved away from your skin. He kisses your head, his arms wrapping around you tighter as he tugs you onto his lap. You huff.

“Chris… I’m trying to watch the movie.” He’s raising an eyebrow at you, but refuses to let you move from his lap.

“Hm, want to catch me up to speed then? I seem to have gotten a little distracted.” You ignore him, your eyes actually focusing on the TV in front of you. For a while, you both sit in comfortable silence, eating your food and genuinely paying attention to the film. It isn’t as terrible as you expected. For the most part, the plot is realistic enough, the actors clearly have decent chemistry, and there aren’t too many cheesy tropes. You both find yourselves enjoying the show, until the two leads’ kisses start to become more heated. Anytime a scene like this comes on while you’re watching with Chris, you always get a little embarrassed. There’s something about being so close to him while you’re watching something so intimate that makes lashes of heat shoot through your body, your skin tingling everywhere that he touches it.

You shift slightly in his hold when the characters take things to the bed. He rests his head on your shoulder, humming and holding you tighter. His eyes are glued to the tv, your movements going unnoticed. Your eyes constantly flick back to the film and every time they do, you regret it. The scene before you is all heavy breaths and fake moans, but you can’t help the fire it lights inside of you. You’re trying to ignore it, to stare past the tv until the scene is over, but a particular line catches your attention, making you tense up. Gonna put a baby in you.

You swallow hard, your heart practically beating out of your chest. You use all of your strength to pry Chris’s arms off of you, mumbling something about needing the bathroom. You nearly sprint down the hall, slamming the bathroom door shut once you make it there. You turn the sink on, splash cold water onto your face, and groan.

"So stupid! Get yourself together, dammit." You rest your head in your hands, sighing. You take deep breaths, trying to calm the fire inside you. You jerk, startled, when you hear a soft knock at the door. "Yeah?" You curse the way your voice shakes.

"You okay in there, baby?" You nod. "Baby?" Stupid.

"I'm fine, Chris." This time you actually answer, but you know your stutter gives you away.

"Baby, will you come please come out?" You don't answer him.

"Open the door." Still, no answer. You close your eyes again, hanging your head.

"I know what this is about." Your ears twitch, your eyes opening again as you listen to him. "I know what you want. Want me to fuck you full of my cum until your belly is all round and swollen with my kids. I can do that for you. I want to. So open the door." Your heart pounds wildly in your chest. How long has he known? How long has he wanted the same thing?

“Baby, please.” He practically whines through the door and your hands are immediately moving to unlock it, twisting the knob and throwing the door open. You’re sure you look crazy, your eyes wild, hair messed up, goosebumps spread over your skin. He grins at you, fingers wrapping around your wrists as he pulls you out of the bathroom and leads you to your room. He turns you around, making you face the mirror as his arms move to cradle your tummy.

“I saw you here earlier. And two days ago. And a week ago. Every single time you have this dreamy look in your eyes. You were tearing up earlier, baby.” He presses a kiss to your temple. “Why didn’t you ever bring it up?”

You close your eyes, sighing softly and practically melting into his embrace.

“Wasn’t sure if you wanted the same thing. I don’t want you to feel like you have to and you’re so busy as it is. And what would happen if your fans found out? I just don’t know if it-” He turns your chin so you’re facing him and his lips crash against yours. His tongue slips into your mouth, winning dominance without a fight from you. You moan into his mouth, unconsciously chasing after his lips when he pulls away.

“I’ve never wanted anything more than to have you in my life forever. With a family of our own.” He kisses you again. “I don’t care what the fans have to say about it. They don’t get to get in the way of us, if they do then they never cared for me in the first place. Don’t let them get into that pretty little head of yours.”

You nod at him, turning in his arms and pulling his face down so you can press your lips together once again. He smiles into the kiss, his movements quickly becoming more eager. His hands grope at your waist, your hips, moving farther down to grab at your ass as he backs the both of you to the bed. He spins you both around before you fall onto the mattress, laughing as he hovers over you. He rests his hands on the bed, at either side of your head, and offers a cheeky grin.

“You always look so cute when you’re under me, baby.” Heat rises into your face and you glance away from him, only making him laugh more. He kisses below your ear, his palms rubbing at the skin of your lower stomach. His hands drift upwards, over your ribs and to your chest. He pinches one of your nipples, making you gasp. “Always so sensitive.”

His kisses move along your jaw, down your neck and over your collarbone. Your hands knead at his shoulders as he does so, soft hums of delight leaving your throat. They quickly turn into whines when he pulls away. You don’t resist him though, your hands falling from his shoulders, your eyes fluttering back open. You’re about to ask him what he’s doing but he’s pulling your pants and panties down your legs, discarding them on the floor. He’s quick to remove his own clothes, kicking his boxers off his feet when they get stuck. You giggle when he gestures for you to move. He crawls towards you as you shuffle up the bed, grabbing onto your legs and pushing them apart.

He starts to press kisses against one of your legs, slowly inching them up your thigh. You whine at him though, shaking your head as you push him away. You lean forward, trying to wrap your arms around him and drag him towards you.

“Just want you in me. Put a baby in me, Chris. Please,” You don’t have to ask twice. In seconds, he’s hovering above you once again, his lips pressed heatedly to yours as he lines himself up with you. He pushes in easily, making both of you release soft sounds of pleasure. You waste no time rolling your hips against his, and he doesn’t stop you. You both continue, rolling your hips against one another frantically, no sense of time or rhythm. But then his hands are drifting back down your body, and his fingers are gripping the backs of your thighs, just above your knees. He pushes them up, up, until you’re folded in half. He shifts slightly above you, solidifying himself before he pulls nearly all the way out of you and then rams back in. You choke on a half gasp, half moan, and he grins through his own grunts of pleasure.

“Feel good, baby? Fuck- so deep inside you, we’re gonna make d-damn sure it takes, yeah? Make sure there’s no doubt that you’re carrying my baby.” You moan, throwing your head back against the pillows, letting him use you. “Oh, my pretty baby, look at you. You can barely take it.”

You try lifting your hips to meet his thrusts but his movements only force them back down. Every time he thrusts into you, it draws out more sounds, more heavy breaths. The sound of his hips slapping against you has you shuddering, clenching around him. He kisses once more at your neck, sucking and biting a dark mark into it, one you know will be there for a few days at least. You love having his marks on you, but you know his stylist isn’t going to approve of how you react to it. Your nails scratch at the muscles of his back and shoulders. You feel the shivers course through him, both of you groaning in unison.

When he starts to lose his rhythm, he pushes his entire length into you, pressing his body as close as he possibly can and grinding himself into you. The new position pushes his pelvis right against your clit, and you squirm against him at the nearly overwhelming stimulation. Your hands slide back up the muscles of his back, up his neck, and your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging harshly. He moans, his eyes fluttering slightly. His fingers squeeze harder against your legs and you know there are going to be bruises there in the morning. You whine at the pain, the mix of sensations sending waves of heat through your veins.

Chris’s cock twitches inside you when you clench around him again. The pleasured look on his face, combined with the overwhelming waves of pleasure that he keeps sending you have your moans getting louder and louder, turning into wails of his name when you finally come around him. His movements don’t falter, but the way you’re holding onto him makes it impossible for him to hold back for long. You jolt, your body twitching with the aftershocks of your own orgasm when Chris releases inside you. He hides his face in your neck in an attempt to muffle his voice, but the moans of your name are clear as day. He collapses against you, gently letting your legs down and rubbing at your hips to soothe them. He flips the both of you over, so as not to crush you, and keeps you cuddled against him, his cock still buried inside you.

Once the both of you have caught your breath, Chris hums to you as he plays with a strand of your hair. You keep your cheek against his chest, dopey smile spread across your lips and eyes glazed over as you listen to his steady heartbeat. He tugs the covers over the both of you, nearly covering your head. It’s silent for a while, apart from Chris’s quiet tune, as both of you rest comfortably. His chest rises and falls gently against your cheek, making you grin and nuzzle against him.

“Chris?”

“Hm?”

“We should get married.” He chuckles, his arms tightening around you.

“Do you have a ring?”

“No, but we can get them.”

“We don’t need to. But since I already have them, that means I get to ask. You know it doesn’t count if you don’t have the rings.” You roll your eyes at him, not surprised at all by his antics.

“Whatever makes you happy, Chrissy. But I don’t think that’s how it works.”

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kinktober: tennis practice

tennis instructor!chaeryeong x fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

warnings: dom!chaeryeong x bratty!reader, mommy kink, thigh riding, praise kink, dry humping, teasing, perverted thoughts

"again." one whack. "again." two whacks. "ugh again!" another whack. chaeryeong sighs and motions you to stop. "look i know its hard but you've got this princess i believe in you. why don't we take a ten-minute break?" nodding you drop to the floor and lay flat against the concrete thankful to catch your breath.

it's not that chaeryeong had anything against you but rather that she wanted to make sure you did good enough to make your parents happy which made you happy and in turn made her happy. these past few sessions of tennis practice haven't been easy but she saw your rapid improvement and wanted to see how far you could go. however today's session had been rougher than others and well... there was no one to blame but yourself, at least that's what she kept telling herself. you arrived to practice early as usual helping her set up for today but when you came out of the locker room she almost tripped on her own feet. never had she seen you wearing a short white tennis skirt and tight crop top to practice, it was always your favorite pair of booty shorts and loose shirt so what made today different? seeing you sprawled out on the floor her eyes can't help but wander up your body as she eyes your figure, lingering at the patch of exposed stomach you're showing. to make matters worst your heavy panting and the light breeze cooling you off ends up doing more harm than good as your skirt lifts to show her a glimpse of your panties.

trying to compose herself and not imagine more dirty scenarios you both could be doing she clears her throat to get your attention. "i-i'm going inside to get some water do you want anything?" you sit up to face her having your legs spread up to feel the air and stretch a bit, looking up at her with wide innocent eyes you shake your head.

"no i'm good chae." nodding she quickly makes a beeline inside hoping to shake off the thought of you eating out of her against the wall. inside the locker room, she grabs a drink of water and rests her head against the wall.

"calm down, it's just an outfit nothing more. it's just an outfit nothing more. it doesn't hug her body really well, her ass isn't that visibly seen-oh shit." feeling a wet pool begin to spread she rolls her eyes and groans. "what's wrong with me??"

"nothing, i'm just thankful my efforts finally were noticed by you for once." startled by your voice chaeryeong jumps and sees you with a knowing smirk leaning against the entrance of the locker room. "you didn't lock the door 'teach' but i just did~" walking closer to her with newfound confidence as she tries to shrink into the wall you place a hand on the side to cage her in. "for the past few months that we've been training together did it never occur to you that i thought of you more than just an instructor? that i worked extra hard for our session to make you happy?"

"b-but your parents told-"

"don't you remember how badly i didn't want to come here? how i protested loudly outside the club and the next day i became as soft and gentle as a sheep? why else other than seeing you chaeryeong and then figuring out that you were going to be my personal trainer?" letting out a happy laugh you stroke her cheek. "that and the secret glances at my legs when i take breaks or when you tell me to watch my form?" pinching her cheek you shake your head. "i'm not dumb chae but clearly you-" cutting you off with a crash of your lips together she grabs your face and switches positions so your back was against the wall while she was the one caging you in.

"clearly you know what i want and that outfit of yours wasn't helping." guiding your hand to the now very wet pool in her sweatpants she scoffs. "what are you going to do about it princess? will you follow my special training or are you going to keep acting out?" eyes widen at how wet she was you excitedly nod eagerly to follow instructions. "good." letting go of you she goes to a nearby bench and spreads her legs open. patting her thigh she motions you to sit. "come on sit on mommy's lap." racing over you sit on her lap and wait quietly. positioning you so that your clit was directly on her covered thigh she holds your bare waist tightly. "good girls don't get to feel good unless they show mommy how badly they want me. you were teasing mommy too much so now you're going to have to get off from my thigh and then we'll see." lifting up your skirt so she has a better view of your panties she looks at you with a smug smile. "really? care bear panties? what are you five?" embarrassed at your poor choice of underwear you bury your head in her neck whining.

"don't make fun of me i didn't have time to buy anything nice i just put on a skirt and my tightest shirt hoping you would rip everything off me..." chuckling she strokes your hair.

"and i will...once you ride my thigh." starting to bounce her leg she repeatedly hits your hole feeling its wetness with each bounce. "look mommy is already doing the work go on and ride me princess i know you want to~" moaning at the action you nod mindlessly and sit upright. using her shoulders for support you start to match her bounces with your grinding feeling a jolt of pleasure with each bounce. feeling your panties get soaked through chaeryeong stops her movements to watch you start to grind faster and faster eager to ease the knot growing in your lower body. "that's it princess keep going ride out your pleasure don't hold back." whispering into your ear she starts to kiss your neck leaving little love bites around your collar. slowing your movements to feel her hot breath against your collar she slaps your ass making you yelp. "did i tell you to stop? cum on my thigh or i'm walking out of here right now."

"no!!" like a light switch you start rubbing yourself against her thigh feeling her tense up to allow you better movement. grabbing her chin you pull her in for a kiss as you feel yourself cum over your panty and her thigh after grinding on her for so long. satisfied she strokes your shivering body and pulls away cupping your face she coos at you.

"good girl~ mommy is so proud of the mess you made." tugging at your panty waistline she moves her fingers inside to rub your clit. "so wet! i guess we'll have to cancel today's lesson to clean you up." leaning in she rubs slower to whisper into your ear. "we won't be needing clothes for round two."

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Kinktober '22 Day 3- Park Jihyo

Prompts: Public sex, Brat taming

Word Count: 804

Synopsis: Jihyo's partner has been teasing her throughout their whole shopping trip, and in the mall food court, she finally snaps.

Consists of: Dom!Jihyo, Sub!AFAB Reader, Public sex, Brat taming, Degradation, Vaginal Fingering, Mommy kink, Humiliation, Reader wears a skirt, Brief breast worship, Mention of strap-on sex

"Shut the fuck up and stop moving," Jihyo angrily whispers in my ear. She acts as if it's totally uncalled for, for me to be squirming around and trying my best to hold back my moans while she's literally fingering me; in public no less. We're in the food court at the mall, completely out in the open, people everywhere you look; God, how shameless can one woman be?

I guess this is what I get though, I brought this onto myself. I know I shouldn't've been teasing Jihyo throughout our whole shopping day: "accidentally" dropping things right in front of her so she'd see me bent over, "subtle" little touches on her body as we stand together, pretending to need help changing into something only to let her have a teasing peak at my bare body. I'm sure the latter was the last straw, but what can I say? I've been craving her all day.

"I-I'm sorry, Mommy...", I'm trying to speak as quietly as I can, desperately not wanting anyone to detect us. It's hard to hold back the moans threatening to come out of my mouth. My eyes are rapidly looking from side to side, praying that I won't catch anyone looking over at us.

"You know what? Now that I think about it, there's really no point in making you be quiet. Your pussy's so loud everyone's probably heard you already...", Jihyo hooks her fingers in me a few times to emphasize the squelching sound as I close my eyes in embarrassment, "But I don't think anyone would be surprised that a slut like you has a nasty, soaking cunt. Or that you're so needy that you have to be tended to in public. How about you open your legs wider so they can hear you better, hm?", she smirks into the side of my neck after she finishes saying hushed words of filth into my ear.

"But-", I start.

"'But' nothing. Open your goddamn legs," fearing upsetting her further, I comply. My skirt rises up my thighs as I spread them; my heart beating out of my chest at how much more exposed I am in this position.

Jihyo thrusts her fingers in and out of me at a steady pace, using her thumb to rub on my clit while she does so. I can see how focused she is on it: eyes staring at my lower half, bottom lip being held by her teeth. I know she must be throbbing too at this point, and a very large part of me wants to relieve her tension: reach over and play with her too. But in the state she's in right now, I know she'll shoo my hand away, "This is supposed to be about you, you're the one who wanted to get fucked so bad," she'd tell me.

That's okay though, I'll take care of her later.

My eyes drift down to Jihyo's tits, and my mouth starts to water. I think back to last night, when I had her plush, heavy mounds hanging in front of my face as she roughly bounced on my strap. I sucked and nibbled on them, leaving hickey's all over her; thinking about the marks still being there turns me on even more. The image of her big, bruised tits brings me closer to the edge.

"M-mommy, I'm gonna-", I grasp onto her arm as she moves her hand faster in and out of me, circles my clit with more pressure than before. To anyone around we probably just look like one of those clingy couples that always have to be touching, cuddling even in the most public of places. I really hope that's what we look like. If only everyone knew what was really going on: that Jihyo was making me fall a part on her fingers in front of their very eyes.

"Let go, whore. Cum on my hand. Let everyone see you reach your peak," She places light kisses on my neck as she brings me closer and closer. After her working me a bit longer, my legs are briskly closing round her arm, shaking softly. My head immediately falls to her shoulder, my whole body spent. Now we really have become one of those clingy couples, me gripping onto Jihyo as my heart settles back to it's natural tempo, she rubs her hand along my back, giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.

She reaches over our table to get a napkin, pulling her hand out of me once my legs open up again and wiping my juices off of her hand, balling the tissue up after, "Let's go home, baby," she grabs my hand with her free one and pulls me up, "but don't think we're done just because I'm being nice to you again," she warns.

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Prompt from: @buckyownsmylife

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Perfection

day 2 of kinktober yall!! i hope you all enjoy!! im nayeon x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest avoiding this if you're under 18. i'm sure there's some floof or angst for you to read instead

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Im Nayeon is a mirage of different things. She is the eldest member of Twice, the face of the group, an older sister. People would argue that Im Nayeon is perfection incarnated. She played into that persona oh so deeply and worked so hard to keep that persona.

When you began dating the singer, you found out just how far that strife for perfection would go.

In all honesty, it began as a joke to you, a pure accident. It had been one of those nights when you and Nayeon had the pleasure of being alone at the usually bustling dorm and she was on a high from the group's recent song.

She was practically bouncing off the walls as you played the catchy song for what felt like the billionth time. You chuckle to yourself as your girlfriend danced again.

"When are you going to dance with me, N/n? It gets lonely doing it alone." Nayeon whined as she pouted. You roll your eyes and stand up to leave a light kiss on the top of her head. "Why would you need me for it when you look so amazing doing it alone?" You pause, jokingly framing her with your hands, "I mean, wow!"

She slaps your shoulder, staring up at you shyly. "You don't mean that."

You quirk a brow before catching her by the waist, and pressing fluttery kisses all over the exposed skin of her neck and shoulder before falling into the couch. Nayeon giggles and squeals softly as you do, quickly leaning comfortably in your arms. Mindlessly, you mutter, "I 100% mean that Nayeon, you are best girl after all."

The singer tenses in your arms but you think nothing of it. "Sincerely, you looked so good on stage the last performance too." You hadn't realized it but your lips now pressed against her ear, "You did so well, Nayeon."

Then it slips from her lips.

A quiet, almost stifled moan.

The shock on your face only stays for a moment, promptly melting into a smirk. Your teeth scrape the shell of her ear before you husk out, "Was that what I thought it was, princess?" She doesn't respond for a while, you breathe a deep sigh.

"Don't you want to be a good girl for me, Nayeonie?" Your hands begin to slide across her waist, stroking her covered stomach gently. Lips trailing down to the column of her neck, right where she likes it. She groans softly as you suck the singer's porcelain skin. "My good, perfect girl."

"Y/n—I..." She's quickly cut off when you turn her around to straddle your hips, forcing her to look at you. Cheeks flushed with embarrassment and bottom lip caught between her teeth. "Tell me what you want, pretty girl? Do you want me here?" You hand slides up, cupping her chest. "Or maybe here?" Your hands slide down, taking her firm ass in the palms of both your hands, squeezing and lightly slapping. She can't hide the groan that rips out of her throat.

"Mmm, such a nice ass, princess. I just know how hard you worked for this." Nayeon whines again, eyes sliding closed and head falling backwards as you roughed up her bottom. "No, no, no."

"Eyes on me, pretty girl." She opened her eyes, revealing dark and hungry eyes. You smirk, playing with the hem of the shorts she had been wearing.

"I just bet you're so wet under this, aren't you?" Nayeon rutts her hips against your leg, high pitched voice somehow going higher. You smile cheekily before your desire takes ahold of you, picking her up and laying down on the couch.

A wandering hand sneaking passed her shorts and underwear. You lips find hers as you toy with her clit, her moans getting swallowed by the kiss while Nayeon's hand pushed your wrist down further. She wraps her arm around your neck, grinding against your hand. Not-so-silently begging for more friction with her moans and whines permeating through the kiss.

You pull away from her needy lips, and lift your hand from her dripping cunt, much to your girlfriend's dismay. You suck your fingers, tasting the juices that accumulated around your digits. Moaning at the bittersweet taste, you meet her droopy eyes.

"So sweet, so good for me." You lean down, pecking her lips, her own taste lingering in her mouth. "Gonna have to get some more..." Your eyes still locked with Nayeon's, your tongue drawing a heart above the waistline of her shorts. "You'd let me, right pretty girl?" Her stomach tenses as you call her that. Her hand falling behind your head, her voice breathless.

"Anything for you, N/n." You smirk at the tremble in her voice as you kiss your way down her body. You scratch down her thighs, leaving red streaks across her skin, "Perfection, princess."

and i cut doing schoolwork for this and i do not regret it at the very least HAHAHAHA i hope you all enjoyed as much as i did writing that!! i will see you all tomorrow again hopefully!! keep safe my lovelies i love you all vv much!! - r

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the airport incident / part two

warnings: not proofread, mentions of panic attack, stalkers, cliffhanger (will have part three 🤭). a/n: since you guys requested here’s part two!

part one | part two | part three

as everyone piled up to check in, nari’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking, her eyes watery and her gaze a bit lost. she had asked wonwoo for his bucket hat and lowered it onto her head so it would hide more of her face. even though she was a bit shaken up by what had happened, she didn’t want to ruin everyone’s pre-tour mood.

“noona…”, chan nudged her shoulder, coming closer to her side as she was sandwiched between the members now. “are you okay?”

nari lifted the hat a bit to look at him and gave him a nod, sighing right after. she could see the worry in his eyes, even though chan’s a bit shy to openly say it, he showed through his actions by holding his palm towards her to hold her hand. she immediately linked hands with him, pulling him closer to lay her head on his shoulder.

“nabi…”, she could hear joshua’s voice calling for her but she didn’t have the power to actually lift her head and look at him, only nodding her head still laid on chan’s shoulder. “coups’ calling for you, he was talking to our manager…”

the girl could feel her eyes getting even more teary by his words. cheol is always so caring towards her, he showers her in affection and shows how much he cares for her well-being. she couldn’t have asked for someone better than him to spend the rest of her life.

“okay… thanks, shua.” she lifted her head and gave his shoulder a pat, distancing herself from chan to turn around. seungcheol was a few feet away from her, talking to the manager and, as he sensed someone’s eyes on him he turned and maintained eye contact with the girl for a few seconds. then, he motioned with his head for her to come closer - which she quickly did.

“jagi…”, he muttered lowly, only for her to hear through the chaos. “i was talking to manager-nim and we think it’s better if you stay out of the first performance…”, he held her hand carefully, stroking her knuckles with his thumbs. “it’s not good for your mental health to do this, you have to heal first. it was a big scare.”

“no! i want to perform! i can’t let the fans down!”, she hyperventilated, hands gripping his tighter. “i want to do this so bad, please let me perform!”

seeing her this broken made cheol’s heart hurt, he quickly pulled her closer, hugging her tight so she would calm down. he sighed quietly, looking to their manager who shrugged, not too sure himself about what they should do.

“let’s make a deal then…”, he said after they pulled away. “if you don’t feel like you want to perform before the actual performance, you don’t have to do it. but you have to tell me if anything’s wrong, okay?”

she quickly nodded, tangling her pinky with his to make the promise official. she could do that.

“everyone!”, cheol clapped, bringing all the boys’ attention towards him. he had to take advantage of the fact that nari had a hair appointment before the rehearsal to say what he had to. “so, you all saw what happened at the airport, right? i didn’t wanna talk about it near nari, but now that she’s not here i want to make something very clear.”

all the members could feel the tension and the worry in his eyes, everyone was feeling worried for nari’s well-being since she was putting her feelings aside to perform. she didn’t want to relax, even though she had to after what happened. every single one of the boys tried to talk her out of it, but no avail.

“i talked to the company, we had a brief meeting through zoom yesterday…”, he began, messing his hair up. “and they are finally going to take legal actions against the guy that harassed her.”

most of the boys sighed in relief, others thanking god silently. the incident could have been a lot worse had he been able to have more time with her. though, they are sure that she hasn’t told them everything that he said and she saw, due to the closure not even the cameras were able to see the blade in his hand – something she didn’t tell to any of them.

“another important thing,” coups cleared his throat. “if you ever, and i mean ever, see him anywhere…”, he pleaded. “report it. to the manager, to the police, to anyone. even me. i will do anything in my power for it to never happen again. to any of you. he’s dangerous, i don’t really know what he told her because she didn’t wanna talk about it and she also haven’t opened the letter yet and she won’t let anyone do it too. so we are working with what we have until she’s ready to talk. it’s not the first time he’s seen at the same place as her, with or without us. did you all understand that?”

everyone nodded their heads. mingyu’s gaze lowered, suddenly he remembered a very important thing that he saw on the plane. he was just scrolling through twitter before the take off when he saw it. though he passed it as just normal fan behavior because he didn’t pay attention, now it became a big red flag in his mind. i mean people go crazy if their idol is in the same place as them, but it felt too much now that he thought about it. he tried searching it up again but to no avail – the account was deleted.

“hyung…”, he mumbled, getting everyone’s attention. “i saw a post on twitter that i think that probably got deleted because of the content…”

he got chills when he remembered, how could he just scroll through it as if it was nothing? gosh, he felt like a terrible brother.

“this person on twitter posted videos and pictures of a bathroom they were in, the post said something about nari being there, though i don’t remember much so i don’t know if she was there or had already left. but it looked like the bathroom of that restaurant we went to after the first show”, he scratched his head, trying to remember the username. “it was a man, i’m sure of it because of the name on the account. they were posting pictures of used tissues and toilet paper, that nari had just used. he was also saying that he could sell it if someone really wanted it.”

by now everyone had their mouths agape, not sure of what to think at the revelation mingyu just did. how could someone be so dirty and ridiculous? did he think nari would find this lovely or something? what made them even more shocked was how he got into the women’s bathroom, everything was so confusing at this point. it felt like someone was helping him because of how easy he was able to track her down and go after her whenever he felt like doing it.

“wait!”, mingyu gasped. “i remember his name! it was written above the username, i don’t know if it’s real though, these people usually put fake names so they won’t get caugh-!”

“come on, mingyu! what is it?”, seungcheol exasperated, he wanted to have this man on a restraining order and behind bars as soon as possible.

mingyu sighed, saying it loud and clear for everyone to hear, not seeing that nari had just entered the venue. his voice boomed as he said the name, even at the large venue they were in. the girl’s eyes widening at the name mentioned, suddenly having flashbacks as she heard it.

“it’s kim hajun.”

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Kinktober Day 25 - DILF

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: None, just some bog standard smut.

Word Count: 3813

Summary: You’ve been hired by Hongjoong, a single father, to babysit his son, but falling for your new boss wasn’t exactly what you expected to happen.

Prompt List MasterList Kintktober 2022 Buy me a Coffee

You stood at the door of the address you had scribbled down on the small piece of paper in your hand, your nerves started to get the better of you in this moment, it was only a babysitting job so you had no idea why you were so nervous but it was that bad you almost walked back home.

“Come on, get a grip it’s not like you’re going to die.” You quietly say hyping yourself up. With a deep breath you calm your shaking hands and knock on the door. Small shuffles could be heard from the other side before the door handle started to fidget and open. You were taken aback seeing as no one met your line of sight but upon looking down you were greeted with a bright eyed toddler.

“Why hello there.” You coo kneeling down to his height.

“Are your parents home.”

“Daddy!” The small child shouted out while padding off in search of their father.

“Sungho, what did I tell you about opening the front door.” The father lightly scolded the child that was now in his arms as he approached the door.

“I’m sorry about my son, how can I help?” The man chuckled.

“Are you Mr Kim, I think I spoke with you on the phone about the babysitting job.” His eyes widened a little almost as if he forgot about the whole thing.

“Oh yes, Y/n right? Of course come in.” He said stepping to one side letting you in through the door and placing the child back down.

“Go on and play for a little bit, daddy needs to speak to this nice lady for a few minutes.” And with a small nod from the child he was gone.

The man opened the door to his, by your guess, study. You were in awe at how organised he seemed to be, nothing was out of place, files organised alphabetically and the calendar on his desk was colour coded.

“Take a seat.” He gestured to the two small armchairs in front of you.

“You have a lovely place Mr Kim.” You state breaking the silence.

“Thank you and please call me Hongjoong, I don’t feel the need for formalities.” You nod feeling slightly lees tense but still a little on edge.

“Have you ever had a babysitting job before?”

“No this is the first one I applied to, I’m in university so I needed to fond something to make a little bit of money on the side and I love kids so why not make money from something I love.” Your statement made him smile, you were honest and he liked that a lot and from the brief interaction you had with Sungho moments earlier he could see you were genuine about you like towards children.

Hongjoong ran through some questions with you he felt would be important, stuff like if you have a criminal record, if you drive, if you can cook, ect and your answers were ticking all of his boxes.

“Well Y/n, you seem to be a perfect fit for the job and I’d love to take you on, but there is one more test you will have to go through.” Your heart sank a little, you were so close but what if you messed it all up with this next test?

“I might like you but we need to see if Sungho likes you, after all he’ll be the one spending the most time with you.” You sighed a little in relief, you were great with kids so you were confident that Sungho would love you.

Following Hongjoong into the living room you see Sungho dancing in front of the TV to baby shark and your heart completely melted.

“Sungho, Y/n is here to play with you for a little bit while I made some phone calls, be good okay.” Sungho smiled up at his father before focusing his attention on you pulling you by your hand to play with him.

The next half an hour consisted of you dancing with Sungho and playing various games he thought up with his toys. Hongjoong on the other hand had not made any phone calls in that time, he spent the half an hour sitting in his study with the door cracked open just enough to hear your interactions and it was safe to say he was very happy with what he was hearing, Sungho hadn’t stopped giggling a squealing with excitement since he left the room. The sounds did make his heart ache a little, he missed hearing his son laugh like this, being a single father was difficult especially with a job as demanding as his own, he was just glad that right now Sungho was happy and he was able to whiteness it.

“Daddy!” Sungho shouts running over to Hongjoong who’d just emerged into the room.

“How’s my little champ doing, are you having fun?” Sungho nodded excitedly pointing in your direction.

“My monster just beat her robot!” A chorus of explosion sounds came from Sungho as he tried to tell his father about the epic battle the two of you just had.

“It was a pretty close fight but my robot wasn’t strong enough.” You laugh raising your hands in surrender smiling at Sungho who was still reliving the game.

“I’m going to say you had fun with Y/n, is that right?” Hongjoong asked kneeling down to Sungho.

“Loads of fun!”

“Would you be happy then if I asked Y/n to come over and play with you while I’m at work?” Sungho’s eyes lit up as he tugs lightly on your sleeve, pleading eyes looking up at you begging you to agree to play with him more.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Words could not describe the joy you were feeling and for once you couldn’t wait to start working.

A month had gone by since you’d started babysitting Sungho and so far it was the best decision you’d ever made Hongjoong and Sungho made you feel welcome and like they’d known you for years, it was no chore watching Sungho and if anything you found yourself being more excited than him when it came you your shift. The job had it’s perks, you were paid to be a child, you were paid any petrol money if you decided to take Sungho out for the day and Hongjoong let you have free roam of the apartment letting you help yourself to anything at any time. The other benefit of the job that you soon came to notice was apart from your boss being incredibly handsome (which you were sure to take a mental note of the minute you met him for the first time.) he was also very generous and caring towards you, even when he had a day off and didn’t need you to babysit for him he invited you to go to the park with him and Sungho or simply come over for a movie day, he treated you more like a friend than just some girl who babysat his kid a handful of times a month.

Today was another day where Hongjoong had invited you out with him and Sungho, they were planning on going to the park and then for some ice cream but all morning Sungho had nagged and nagged his father asking if you were going with them until he gave in and called you. Walking down the woodchip path towards the small play area your ears were met with cheerful shouts and the sound of small footsteps.

“Y/N!” Sungho came running up to you clinging to your leg like a small koala.

“How are you little guy? Where’s your daddy?” You ask picking him up and lightly pinching his cheeks making him laugh hysterically.

“Mister over here has been nagging for you all morning.” Hongjoong laughed seeing you walk up to him.

“He refused to do anything until I at least called you.” You giggle turning your face back to the small child.

“Were you pestering daddy again.” Sungho nods with an expression full of victory.

“Good.” You set him back down and watched as he ran off to play with some of the other children in the park.

A few moments go by and you and Hongjoong got yourselves caught in deep conversation while Sungho was busy playing.

“Hongjoong, can I ask you something?” His head tilts a little waiting for you to ask.

“Please tell me if I’m over stepping any boundaries here but I was wondering where Sungho’s mother is, I’ve never met her so I was just curious if she was still in the picture.” A sigh left Hongjoong as his eyes dropped a little looking over to his son who was oblivious to the current conversation.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have asked.” You quickly say reading how he reacted.

“No, no it’s okay you’re bound to find out one day anyway. Me and Sungho’s mother split up 2 years ago, it was pretty messy we were always arguing and in the end we thought it was best to go our sperate ways. I guess it was good timing I’d rather us have split when we did than any later, Sungho doesn’t remember any of it so to him all of this is normal. She was going to have full custody of him but after we got around to finally having a civil chat she agreed to co-parent with me, having him for 1 week at a time.”

You were surprised as to how comfortable Hongjoong felt telling you all of this, it was a sensitive subject and he was still hurt about it even if it was a tiny bit. You nod in understanding placing a comforting hand on his arm.

“You’re a great dad Hongjoong, Sungho talks about all the adventures he’s been on with you both in real life and in games.” He laughs at the mention of the games he plays with his son, some of them replaying in his head.

“He’s a good kid, in an ideal world I’d spend every minute of every day with him, but hey we don’t live in an ideal world so I’ll make the most of what I have.” Your heart was aching for him, you wanted to wrap your arms around him and tell him everything will be okay, but right now you didn’t feel like over stepping another boundary today.

“Thank you Y/n, really.” you look at him confused, what had you done for him to tank you?

“You’ve made Sungho really happy over this last month, he loves spending time with you and honestly so do I.” Hongjoong placed a hand lightly on your thigh before looking at you again.

“So thank you Y/n, for making him and me happy.” His sincerity had you all choked up you would have started crying if it wasn’t for Sungho running over to the two of you.

“Can we get ice cream now?” He asks with a pouty lip and big eyes.

“Of course we can champ, come on then lets go.”

The walk back home was a short one but with all the playing and the crash from his sugar high Sungho was wiped out so you offered to carry him on your back the rest of the way home and that’s where he fell asleep, drooling a little on your shoulder not that you minded at all. You set him down on the couch watching as he stirred in his sleep before curling up into a ball and settling.

“Shit is that the time?” Hongjoong whispers to himself grabbing Sungho’s backpack and filling it with a few things.

“What’s up?” You ask going over to help him.

“Sungho’s mother will be here to pick him up in 15 minutes, I didn’t even realise it was that late.” You were both thankful Sungho was asleep because that meant you could pack his things for him undisturbed and before you knew it there was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it.” You said placing a hand on Hongjoong’s shoulder before walking off.

“Hi, Sungho is sleeping but come on in.” You said answering the door to the woman who you guessed was the mother. She looked a little puzzled but followed you anyway. Smiling at her sleeping son she turned to you.

“I’m assuming you’re the famous Y/n that Sungho has been telling me about.” You felt a little blush cover your cheeks, you knew he loved having you around but to talk about you to his mother was something else.

“Yes I am, Hongjoong hired me a month ago to watch Sungho when he’s at work and he’s been a pleasure, he’s such a good kid.” You were pleasantly surprised as to how nice she seemed, even if Hongjoong didn’t exactly paint a very good picture of her to you earlier that day.

“Come on champ, Mom’s here to pick you up.” Hongjoong cooed gently nudging his shoulder to wake him up but only having minimal effects.

Now with Sungho gone for another week the apartment felt too quiet now and you weren’t used to it. You decided to stick around a little longer to help Hongjoong tidy up all of Sungho’s things and put everything back in order the way you knew he liked it.

“There.” You say dusting your hands off looking around at the now spotless living room.

“I guess with no child for me to look after I should head home.” You chuckle going to pick up your bag.

“Wait.” Hongjoong stopped you before you took another step.

“Stay a bit longer if you want, I enjoy your company too.” He said placing a hand on your arm. You debated with yourself over it, at least when Sungho was around you were distracted from the thoughts of Hongjoong that usually flooded your brain but now the two of you were alone with no distractions you were nervous.

“I really don’t want to come across as too forward but the last month had made me realise how much I miss company and lately yours has been one of my favourites.” He steps a little closer to you closing the gap inch by inch making your heart beat out of your chest.

“I love having you around, I just wish you could stay a little longer.” And with that it was like something took over Hongjoong, his body reacting faster than his brain, moving on its own closing the gap between you catching your lips with his. It was a quick kiss but the lingering feeling burned your lips.

“Shit I’m so sorry, I guess I’m the one over stepping boundaries today.” He chuckled nervously rubbing the back of his neck. He would have backed off if your hands hadn’t found their way to his face pulling him in for a deeper, longer kiss. The kiss wasn’t what you expected it to be, it was full of need and not just from you, it was like Hongjoong had been thinking the same thoughts as you this whole time. Your back hit the wall with a bit of force which made you gasp against his lips. Your mind was spinning with the way Hongjoong’s lips moved against your own, the way his whole body pinned you to the wall and how his fingers dug into your hips pulling you impossibly close to him.

With slow movements his hands made their way under your shirt, the pads of his fingers burning your skin with the lightest touch. Right now his pace was too slow for your liking, you knew by now you were both on the same page so there was no hesitation from you when your hands rushed to work on the buttons of his shirt, it was evident you were having a little trouble hands working faster than they should and fumbling over every button and your eyes shut as you were still hypnotized by his lips. With tongues fighting against each other, heavy breathing as you tangle yourselves between items of clothing from trying to tear it from one another, you shift along the corridor to the bedroom, completely letting lose the minute you get through the door. The clothes made a trail from outside the living room to the bedroom, and you were practically bare in front of each other by the time Hongjoong had the chance to lay on the bed, pulling you over him so you straddled his lap. Your lips don't disconnect for no longer than a second, becoming addicted to how good the other tastes on your tongues.

He didn't intend to end up underneath you, usually loving the way he had some control when he's on top, but the way you grind against his covered erection, the friction causing so much pleasure for the both of you he didn’t care if he was on top or not. He was losing his patience, if he’d have known you’d felt this way then he would have made a move ages ago, so now he was making up for lost time, he needed to feel you. Hongjoong tapped your thigh before breaking the kiss looking at you through glazed eyes.

“Off.” He commanded with a low voice snapping the waistband of your panties against your hip. You did as you were told in an instant and watching how he rid himself of his boxers in the same fervour as you make your stomach do flips.

Hongjoong might want to get straight to the main show but you on the other hand was having too much fun and wanted to savour this moment for as long as you possibly could. Returning to your previous position, straddling his hips, you lowered yourself down against his cock, running your soaked core along the length of it, quietly moaning against his lips every time his tip brushed against your clit. You could feel how desperate Hongjoong was just from the way his cock twitched under you and the way his chest was rising and falling at uneven intervals.

“Stop teasing.” He warned biting down on your bottom lip gently making you smile.

“But why, it’s so much fun.” You smile teasingly making sure to follow up your statement with a particularly slow grind making a groan escape his chest and sending your mind reeling.

“I said stop teasing.” Hongjoong grips your hips holding you still in place despite your efforts to continue moving.

“Make me.”

The moment those two words left your lips you were done for. Tightening his grip on your hips he lifted you off him effortlessly, almost light you weighed nothing. it took him a split second to line himself with your core before pushing you down his length, your moans harmonising with his groans as you both bask in the sensation of him stretching you out. You didn’t need a moment to adjust, by this point you were too far gone, the lust taking over. With the bare minimum help needed from Hongjoong you started to slowly bounce, finding a rhythm you can stick with, the only help you needed was his hands on your hips to keep you sturdy, which right now was doing wonders as your pace picked up, if it wasn’t for his hands being where they were you were sure you’d have lost your balance and fallen on him, ultimately killing the mood.

So lost in the sensation and the consistent need to keep Hongjoong’s sweet groans spilling from his mouth you didn’t realise how quickly your legs grew tired, your bouncing gradually slowing down and losing rhythm. Hongjoong noticed your slowing pace before you did, with his fingers digging into your hips he held you in place as he relentlessly fucked up into you, the need becoming too much to settle for slow movements, he was desperate for you both to reach your highs and from the way his cock ached he knew he wasn’t too far off.

Hongjoong taking control had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you flop on top of him, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist hugging you close to his chest feeling how your body trembles with each thrust, and the sound of you moaning his name into his ear only spurred him on even more, thrusting harder and deeper each time until he had your walls clenching around his cock like a vice. Losing composure fast you wanted to warn him how close your orgasm was but nothing came out, your moans turned to pathetic whimpers and whines.

“It’s okay, go with it, don’t hold back.” Hongjoong cooed into your ear coaxing you to let your orgasm ride through you with no problem, which it did soon after, flipping you over on your back to give him full control, the final thrust before you feel off the edge was delivered straight to your sweet spot hitting it exactly the way you like it to the point you couldn’t have held back your orgasm even of you wanted to.

Your walls fluttering around his cock as you slowly came down from your high helped Hongjoong reach his own, he realised he never thought this far ahead, you both went straight into it not thinking to use protection no word on if you were on the pill or not, nothing to tell him what to do. His orgasm a hair away from being released panic set in resulting in him pulling out, painting your abdomen with his cum. The sight was probably the hottest thing you’d ever seen in your life, the way his body shuddered as he relieved himself over you, his breathing heavy and cheeks flushed pink he looked as breathtaking as ever.

Falling onto his back next to you he took a few moments to let himself calm down and recover before even thinking of grabbing something to clean you with. You couldn’t help the small chuckle that left you as you lay next to him, everything that just happened replaying through your mind. You hear a small hum next to you as Hongjoong turns his head to look at your smiling face.

“What’s up?”

“Nothing, that was amazing, but it’s got me thinking?” He cocked an eyebrow at you waiting for you to finish your thought.

“Do you act this way to all your babysitters?” You joke and the giggle that followed made it clear to him that you were only messing, yet he still decided to give you an answer.

“Only to the ones I really like.” Now it was your turn to cock an eyebrow at him.

“And how many have had the privilege?” Rolling on his side to fully face you he cupped your face in his hand pulling himself up so he was only inches away from your lips.

“Only one.”

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