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scented-morker · 4 months

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The Desk Flower Realization

chenle x gn!reader, high school au, bf2l energy, lowkey jealous!lele, less than 500 words (I think)

“I’m not even kidding, he actually ate it!” Chenle pauses his story when he doesn’t hear your laugh.

The two of you had been laughing about Jaemin’s antics while walking to class together, but you’d suddenly stopped in the aisle before making it to your seats.

“Yn?” He questions, turning to see you staring open mouthed at your desk.

He follows your gaze to see a single flower laying on the wooden surface.

“Huh?”

You rush over to your seat, snatching up the flower and inspecting it closer.

“Look!”

Chenle tears his eyes away from where they’re glaring at the flower to smile at your excited face.

“I see, it’s a flower.”

You look at him with big eyes, “someone gave me a flower!”

His smile drops. He can’t help but think about all the times you fought him about your birthday presents or refused to let him pay for your coffee. Surely you’d gotten flowers before?

“Yeah, a single cheap tulip,” he cuts, but it lacks the intended sharpness.

“I like it.”

The next day you insist on going to your seat first before stopping at your locker like usual.

Chenle knew why.

“Oh,” you try not to sound disappointed when there’s nothing on your desk.

“Don’t you need to go to your locker?” is Chenle’s only response.

“Yeah I do, we can go.”

The two of you walk to your locker, and he watches as you open it, eyes immediately lighting up.

“Woah.”

Your hands grab the giant bouquet of pink roses, bringing them up to your face for a sniff.

“That’s better than a little tulip right?” Your best friend chirps from your side, a smirk on his face.

“Chenleeee,” you whine, “why’d you get me these!”

“You didn’t complain when you got the one yesterday!”

“Yeah because that person wanted to send me a nice message obviously, you just wanted to out do them!!”

“Nuh-uh!!” He insists.

“Really? What message are you sending with these?”

He smiles, pulling another rose from his bag and offering it to you.

“That they’re gonna have to try a lot harder if they want to take my girl.”

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yeoosaangg · 6 months

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Swim || Kinktober - Day 21

pairing ▸ zhong chenle × f!reader

now playing ▸ swim - chase atlantic

⤷ ❝you picked a dance with the devil, and you lucked out.❞

genre ▸ idol au, secret relationship, smut

warnings ▸ impact play, fingering, spitting, throat fucking, gagging, praise, degradation, choking, semi-public sex

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You should've known this would happen.

All you did was apologize to Enhypen's Lee Heeseung for bumping into him at an award show. All the fans went crazy at the public interaction, even if it was accidental.

His hand only held your waist for a second before you went your separate ways.

But your boyfriend doesn't care. Another man's hands were on you and that automatically set off his jealousy. But he knew better than to act impulsively.

So he waited.

After your solo performance, you notice your styling team didn't accompany you inside. You shrug, deciding to change yourself.

You're completely bare when you're being pressed against your mirror rather harshly. You panic, attempting to scream until a familiar man whispers into your ear.

Chenle: I love seeing you like this. All vulnerable for me.

Y/n: What's going on? Shouldn't you be sitting with your group members?

Chenle: What was that out there, hm?

Y/n: What are you talking about?

Chenle: Heeseung.

Y/n: Nothing happened. I just didn't see him standing there when rushing back from the restroom.

He hums, kissing the back of your shoulders. You moan lowly when he rubs his growing bulge against you.

His hand then wraps around your throat, pulling you back into his chest. A surprised gasp of pain escapes your lips as he squeezes tightly.

Chenle: You are mine, doll. You know that, right?

You nod profusely.

He chuckes darkly as he watches the mirror fog up with how hot he's making you feel.

Chenle: If you ever let another man fucking touch you again, I'll kill him and lock you up in our room. Do you understand, darling?

Y/n: I understand.

He loosens his grip on you, letting you turn around to face him. He picks you up and properly sits you down on the vanity.

His hands run up and down your thighs before he lightly smacks them. You moan as he massages the sting away.

Chenle: Remember that talk we had about impact play?

You nod.

Chenle: How about I ask you some questions before I engage in such punishment.

Y/n: Okay.

He smiles, kissing your entire face while his hands continue to massage your thighs. You wish he'd move them higher, but you'll be patient.

Chenle: Have you had any experience with impact play before?

Y/n: No. You're my first everything.

He doesn't realize how much that affects him until his dick twitches in his pants. He hastily gets naked to avoid a wet patch from forming.

The stylists would have his head.

Chenle: Where do you want me to hit you?

Y/n: Ass, legs, boobs, pussy and thighs.

Judging by how you reacted to his light smack earlier, he was expecting you to say your thighs.

Chenle: Answer this while thinking of future scenes. What do you want to be hit with?

Oh.

Well, that's hard. You don't truly know the terminology yet, but you'll try everything if it means he'll be with you through it all.

Y/n: We can figure that out as we progress.

Chenle: How do you feel about marks?

Y/n: I don't mind them as long as they're hidden.

Chenle: Where would you like them?

Y/n: I guess my ass and boobs? No one other than you can see me naked, anyway.

He kisses you in adoration. He knows you bruise easily, that's why he's asking. He doesn't want to get you in trouble with your company.

Chenle: Do you have any medical concerns I should be aware of?

You shake your head.

Chenle: Do you have any allergies?

Y/n: Latex.

He'll remember that for future purposes. He'll avoid buying products containing latex to not inconvenience you. He wants you healthy at all times.

Chenle: And most importantly: do you want to use a safe word or the stoplight system?

Y/n: The latter.

Chenle: Any non-verbal cues?

Y/n: Two taps on your left elbow.

Chenle: Good girl. Now bend over that couch over there.

He steps away from you, smirking when you do as he says. How cute! You forgot this was a punishment. He'll make sure you remember that.

Chenle: We'll start with spanking and work our way up. Think you can handle it?

Y/n: Yes, Master.

He bites back a moan. This is the first time you call him that, ever.

He fucking loves it.

Chenle: I never thought I'd hear you call me that so soon, doll. But, fuck, that's so hot. Do it again.

Y/n: Spank me, Master.

He presses his cock to your dripping cunt, running it up and down your folds. He pushes you forward and spreads your ass cheeks before slamming his hand on your flesh.

You don't even care where you're at right now. All you can focus on is your boyfriend and his hands turning your ass red.

Chenle: God, you look beautiful like this.

He leans down to kiss your asshole, making you jerk forward.

Y/n: Please don't tease me, Master.

Chenle: Quiet, slut. This is still your punishment.

You hear him grab his belt, rubbing against your burning skin.

Chenle: Ready?

You nod, screaming when the leather leaves a long red mark across the back of your thighs. He continues to hit you with his belt the louder your moans get.

Y/n: Master, it feels good.

Chenle: Yeah? What's your color?

Y/n: Green.

He smacks you again, the leather brushing against your cunt. You gasp at the feeling, crying from the pain. But it feels so good.

He rubs the crimson flesh with his hands, leaving kisses in his wake.

Chenle spits on your pussy, running his finger up and down, circling your clit.

Y/n: Want it inside.

Chenle: Do you now? Think you can take my cock in your mouth while I play with your pretty cunt?

Y/n: Yes, Master.

He smirks and kneels in front of you, ass arched even more as he shoves his cock into your mouth with no warning.

He starts thrusting his hips against your face while three of his fingers work you open. His free hand lands a few slaps against your ass while his knuckles disappear inside you.

Your eyes tear up, but you avoid gagging by inhaling through your nose as slowly as you can. You make sure your tongue glides against the underside of his dick.

You try your best to reach up and massage his balls, but with how brutal he's abusing your mouth and pussy... It was becoming difficult.

You begin to squirm and whine the closer he brings you to an orgasm.

Chenle: Are you close, pet?

You choke on your moan at the name. It sounds good coming from him. But you shake your head, too embarrassed to admit you're already gonna cum.

A scream is muffled when he increases his speed on both sides, smirking to himself as he stares into the mirror. This way, he sees his fingers being swallowed by your tight cunt.

Chenle: That's it, baby. Feels good, doesn't it? Just needed a little more help, hm?

That's all it takes for you to squirt on his fingers and taste his cum down your throat.

You thought that was it when he pulls away from you, but he pulls you with him and guides you onto his lap.

Chenle: Your thighs are shaking so much already.

He smacks them hard, eliciting a pornographic moan from you. He then lightly smacks your tits.

Y/n: Fuck!

Chenle: You're so fucking sexy, my little cocksleeve. Now sit on my cock.

You grab his shaft and instantly sit down all the way, screaming at how full you feel.

Y/n: Master, you're so big.

Chenle: You're still so tight. Guess I've got a lot of work to do, doll.

He grabs your hips and slams you up and down. Your tits bounce in his face, so he catches your nipple in his mouth. You scream his name repeatedly in pure bliss.

Chenle: You look the most beautiful like this, my slut. Let everyone walking down the hallway know what a cock hungry whore you are.

You try to answer, but your brain is mush and the only sounds you can make are moans ans whimpers.

Chenle: Your pussy feels so warm, love. The way your gummy walls squeeze my cock has me wanting to cum inside you.

You clench around him at the idea.

Come to think of it, this is his first time fucking you without wearing a condom. His jealousy must've clouded his mind a lot.

Chenle: Yeah, that's right. Take my fucking dick. I'm yours and you're mine. And it'll stay that way.

You nod, not being able to speak. Having sex with him gets better and better the more you explore your likes and dislike.

And, fuck, you like this so much.

You could get caught any second now, but that's the exciting part. Somebody walking in and seeing Chenle destroy your pussy sounds hot.

His thrusts ar getting rougher, so you try to pull away, but he pulls you back with a grunt.

Chenle: Don't fucking run from me, doll. I know damn well how much you want me to ruin you.

You bury your head in his neck, letting him rut into you as he pleases. He kisses the back of your ear and watches you moan from how good he's pounding your poor cunt.

Chenle: Just relax for me. I'll make you feel good.

Your body feels so numb, yet so much at the same time. You've never experienced such a rush from getting fucked by your boyfriend before, but you like it.

Chenle: On your knees and open your mouth.

He stops thrusting so you can hop off and kneel in front of him. He pumps his cock a few times before cumming all over your tongue and chin.

Chenle: Fuck, baby. I love you so much.

You swallow his cum, licking the rest from your hands after you wipe it off.

Y/n: Tired.

He brings you up on the couch, throwing your legs over his lap and hugging you into his side.

Chenle: You and I are ditching the rest of the award show.

Y/n: What?! Lele, we're both nominated for the big awards tonight. It'll look suspicious if our respective groups have a missing member.

He smiles at you, kissing your temple. He knows the risks, but he's not going to let you go immediately after having sex without aftercare.

Chenle: Let's go public, princess.

Y/n: Wait, what? Where'd that come from?

You kiss along his jaw as he massages your body to calm the shaking down a bit.

Chenle: As much as I love our secret meetings, I just can't do it anymore. My jealousy gets worse the more you're shipped with someone else.

You sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck and look him in the eyes as he continues talking.

Chenle: Everytime you and I have overlapping schedules, I get so happy because then I get to see you. Even if it's for two minutes in a supply closet.

You laugh remembering your last comeback. It was hard to even sneak in there with all the staff running around the place.

Chenle: You don't even know how bad I want to kiss you in front of everyone whenever we have the privilege to stand on a stage together.

You feel that way, too.

Chenle: Like that one time at the end of the year festival? You stood next to me and I had to fight off every urge to hold your hand. It gets so painful the more I have to hold back.

Y/n: I know, baby. I feel the same way, too.

Chenle: And I honestly don't give a fuck about the fans' opinions. What matters is that I love you with my entire body and soul.

You kiss all over his face, a huge smile spread across both of your faces.

Y/n: Let's do it then.

Chenle: Really?

You nod, kissing him deeply.

Y/n: Really.

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a/n: i'm gonna kms... i have the biggest soft spot for chenle, yet here i am writing this. god, the delulu in me needs to calm down!!! thanks for reading ‹𝟹

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lonelyharmonies · 8 months

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[9:42 pm]

chenle x gn reader genre: fluff; friends to lovers wc: 719

"i envy them," you say, munching some popcorn, your eyes still focused on the TV across the room. "i said," you repeat, this time clearing your throat, "i envy them."

now you take the time to look away from the movie and let your eyes land on the boy next to you, although you couldn't really consider him a boy anymore. his youthful spirit and boyish smile were still there, but the chenle sitting next to you was everything but a boy now.

"i heard you the first time," he grabbed some popcorn from your bowl without tearing his eyes away from the TV.

"why didn't you interact with my comment, then?" you press him, already knowing he was starting to get annoyed.

"because i'm trying to watch this goddamn movie you chose."

you smile at him. the lights of his living room were turned off, but you were close enough to still see his side profile. his so, so beautiful side profile with his sharp jaw almost made you forget the cheeky 14 year-old chenle that you met so many years ago.

"you should have asked me who."

you hear a heavy sigh leaving his lips "who what?"

"i envy."

"what the f- you know what, i give up," he fumbles, trying to find the TV remote.

"don't turn it off!!" you try to stop him "i don't want to watch another basketball game"

"you weren't even watching the damn movie, let me at least see the game."

"chenle!!!! stop ignoring me!!!!" you whine, and he turns to you with a bored look on his face.

"you're worse than jisung, seriously. you drive me mad sometimes."

you smile at him and take the remote from his hand.

"ask me who i envy."

he rolls his eyes and says in the most uninterested tone possible "who do you envy?"

"those characters," you point at the frozen scene on the TV. you convinced him to watch a rom com where long-time friends become lovers. "now, ask me why."

"why?" he is already turning his body to face the TV again when you blurt out the secret you have kept since his 16th birthday party.

"because they were brave enough to confess their feelings."

chenle raises an eyebrow and turns his head to you. "do you like someone?" you nod slowly and his eyes widened "do you have a crush? who is it?" he shifts, closing the distance between both of you. "tell me and i'll help you confess."

"i don't think he likes me, though."

"what makes you think that?" his eyes are scanning your face, trying to read what you haven't said.

"i found out i liked you on your sixteenth birthday. i know we promised never to keep things from each other, i just never had the courage to tell you this one. i'm sorry." you close your eyes and feel a weight fall off your shoulder. "i'm not expecting anything from you. i promise i won't be hurt if you reject me, it's just that i've been keeping this from so long and-"

"can i kiss you?" it's when you feel his hands cupping your face that you open your eyes to find chenle's face impossibly close to yours. "i asked if i can kiss you."

"i heard you the first time," you let out a sad chuckle. "please, don't do this to me, lele." you whisper, and he leaves a soft kiss on your right cheek. "why aren't you rejecting me?"

"because i'll never reject you," this time, he kisses your left cheek "i have done and i always will do anything for you" he kisses your temple and goes to your jaw right after "whatever you want, it's yours." and then, looking you in the eyes, he says what you have never expected. "i'm yours."

you barely have time to process his confession as your body moves on its own to close the distance and kiss the boy that has always been everything you ever wanted.

later that day, laying on his chest while watching the highlights of the basketball game he missed, you realize how foolish you were. how could you not see it? all these years of yearning, waiting, fearing rejection when, in fact, chenle has been just as in love with you.

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00127am · 2 months

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signed with love and forever yours, chenle

postage. zhong chenle & gn! reader, cursing, mentions of kissing, very brief mention of sex (only in name, no details) cost to ship. 625 words

i can't seem to get you out of my mind.

you stick to my skin like glue that i just cannot seem to wash off. it's annoying, really. having to exist in each and every moment with the preconceived fantasy of you playing in my head with every word and every breath and every movement (all dedicated to one more second spent with the vision of you in my head). i hate how much i think of you, nearly as much as i hate being away from you (though the latter proves to be much worse).

i haven't been able to stop thinking about you since before any kisses of ours. and before the first time we fucked (does the use of the word fucking ruin the letter for you? i can practically hear you nagging me to change it to "making love," or something equally as stupid). you've haunted my mind since i before felt your touch on my skin and before you flashed that strikingly pretty smile in my direction. i can't tell you when it began. when you made your permanent home in the forefront of my every waking moment. but i wouldn't be surprised if you were always there, from the moment we first met.

i know i say that i don't remember it. and i don't, not your version of our initial meeting. and maybe i avoid the topic to hold myself from the embarrassment of admitting that i've been aware of you for much longer than you've been aware of me. or perhaps because if we did talk about it, and you pried (like you always do) then i would be forced to admit that i've been utterly and incomprehensibly in love with you from the moment i first saw you. a memory which i revisit nearly as often as i fantasize about you.

it's not revisited enough. at least, not enough to burn off the remainder of your lingering presence in my mind. something i doubt i'll ever be able to truly remove, though i'm not sure i'd ever want too. but if i did, if i had to move on from you, i doubt that i would ever be able too. both a matter of lacking the courage and the simple fact that i'm afraid that i will not ever be able to love anyone as i have loved you. because you, in every essence of yourself, are love to me. more so than any textbook definition and scientific measurement.

i can't seem to get you out of my head. so do me a favor and come to me in person instead. please.

about chenle's love letters.

all of chenle's letters are never meant to see the light of day, much less your gaze. he writes them on whatever is in his reach in the moment, the spare napkin laying on his desk and the back of the cardboard box from his most recent purchase. his words are lovely and kind, filled with an adoration that he expresses to you in touch rather than prose, filing the letters away in the bottom drawer of his desk. they'll reach your eyes some day, just not now, not when he feels like his heart may burst at the mere thought of you.

he often writes his letters in an irritated daze, bottom lip caught between his teeth and eyes set, furrowed, upon the bridge of his nose. the grip of his pen is tight, ink pushing harsh into the paper. all of his letters are written with love, despite being tainted by the faint impression of vexation. an aggravation stemming from the fault of feeling too much. loving too much. something chenle finds easy to blame upon you for all intents and purposes.

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haespoir · 10 months

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[ 5:27 pm ]

now playing: my favorite clothes - rini

“hey chenle, do you love me?” your voice breaks the silence that surrounds the two of you. it was one of your usual study sessions turned into a very intimate cuddle session. oddly enough, this was very typical for the two of you. chenle was overly affectionate, and when he began to draw shapes on your back with fingers, you knew it was time to put the books down.

it was as if chenle couldn’t get close enough to you, he had you pressed against him tightly. he had dressed you in his favorite hoodie, loving the way the fabric draped over your figured. he loved you the most when you were dressed in his clothes.

“of course i do,” he answers almost instantly, pulling away you glance at you. his features seem concerned as his looks at you, his eyes searching yours. “why? what’s wrong?”

“i don’t know...”

you had always wondered what the male thought of you. maybe it was just anxiety, but you felt the need to be assured. and as if he could sense it, he speaks up again.

“you and your love is all i need, you know that.”

almost instantly, you can feel your heart soar, a lovesick smile crossing your features. you bury your face into his chest, squeezing him. as always, chenle knew what to say.

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diorcities · 10 months

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ㅤ᳤ ♡᳣̶ rocket (zcl)

♡ genre: smut, pwp. ♡ wc: 1k ♡ an: read midnight for context !!

from the moment you were bold enough to fool chenle, you knew.

what were you thinking? apparently nothing, for the fact that you hadn't even been smart enough to make excuses that could stand on their own. and lies had short legs. “you should know by now.” his voice vibrates, words loaded with poison in your ear. “stupid little thing.” his grip takes hold of your hair, and pulls. a lash takes your breath away before his mouth settles on yours. a wild and fervent kiss takes place in the space between, swallowing your moans at each thrust of his hips.

his hectic breathing hits your cheek while pounding his cock into you. heart beating erratically under his rib cage. oh, he's railed up. a smile appears on your face when you know that you are the reason, hearing chenle huff. “of course you find this amusing,” he says, without slowing his pace. “f-fu—uck.” your eyes roll to the back of your head as a white noise numb your senses. “are you cumming?” he asks, suddenly stopping. a laugh whips him above your tearful moans. “funny, i don't recall saying you can cum.”

he sits on his knees, his hand still tangled in your hair, pulling your head back. even though you can't see it, you know what he's looking at. it still burns on your skin the scourge you received a few hours. “so pretty. thinking he has a chance with you.” a lash of pure joy invades you when he slaps the flesh of your ass and shoves his dick deeper. you bite your lips to repress the groan in your throat. it doesn't work. “now you match,” he informs, with humor all of a sudden.

“up,” he commands, watching you arch your back and lift your ass. his hand grabs your waist and squeezes it, using his legs to press yours together, he starts to rock his cock in and out. “s-shit,” he breathes, “so tight, mm? bet he also likes that.” you can't help but laugh under your breath but ended up moaning when he speeds up.

he fucks you, just like you like it. mercilessly. releasing your hair to use both hands to press your back against the mattress, while his dick slid in and out, making you moan and scream due to the intensity of his thrusts. he pants, euphoric, dizzy. feeling his muscles hurt for the effort he makes to plow his cock harder into you. “chenle, f-fuck!” you swear you're about to burst. sensing a tingle in your limbs, you spread your legs, allowing him to hit deeper. ass cheeks clapping with his hips each time he fuck you into the mattress. incoherent sounds coming out of your mouth. sensing your checks wet because of the overwhelming sensation.

“can he fuck you this good? don't think so.” he curses when he feels you pulsing around his cock. “s-shit.” he must be under a spell. never have enough of you. knowing where you have been, thinking you were fucking with someone else. he feels the need to mark you, so everyone knows you're his. that he can fuck you better. “what did you say?” he asks, hovering over you, “say it louder.”

“y-you can f-fuck me harder than that.” you pant as he laughs.

a long-drown moan left your lips as all your nerves suffer a shot of raw pleasure. feeling the sensation spread through your bloodstream from your core. chenle doesn't stop as you squirm when your high almost leaves you unconscious. hands reaching his stomach, tensing under your palm before he abruptly pushes them away by his grip, using it now to pull you closer to him while he penetrates you. “no need to call for jesus, baby,” he mocks when he hears you mumbling under your breath. “not when you've been behaving like this.” the constant friction of his cock between your walls make your high a past story, now arching your back further, mouth filling with moans that drip from your lips like a flood.

he's fucking you senseless. eyes shut as the white noise covers your vision and hearing. putting you in a hand lock while you feel his breath hitting your bare back, body jolting as he plows you. feeling how angry he is, and how wet that makes you feel. body flowing in the sea of spasms that attacks you when you remember why he's upset with you. “s-shit.” the sounds of your damp pussy fill the room along with your grunts. grabbing your ass cheeks and spreading the flesh so he can have a look at it. “mmm... does it look as good as it sounds?”

a muffled moan comes from his lips the moment he stops. feeling your walls swallow his pulsing cock until he pulls it out and spills his load in your ass. your walls tighten around nowhere as you await the resumption of your pelvis. you still feel it pressing against you, erect as it drips the rest of his seed onto your skin, wishing he had done so inside. “chenle.” he hums, mesmerized, watching his work of art before you bring him back to reality. he laughs, wickedly, before imprinting the most condescending, passive-aggressive voice he has, “sorry, love. you're only allowed to nut once, right now.” however, the result is entirely the opposite of what you expected, you can't bother. not when he has used that tone that turns you on every time.

he leans over you to take his phone. so you stay there, hearing the clicking sound of his phone followed by a flash when he takes a picture of his semen on your ass cheek. and then you smile languidly at a thought. now feeling his seed on the mark haechan left when he spanked you.

“i should remind him that you're mine and not his.”

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fly-forever-young · 2 years

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nct dream morning sex

•~𝐍𝐜𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦+ 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 & 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐒

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• 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧

"Fuck" You say opening your eyes feeling Renjun's cock inside you, he bottoms out slowly. He starts with stronger and deep thrusts "Morning love, you are too pretty when you sleep I couldn't resist" you whine clutching the blankets with your hands.

• 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐨

"Wake up Y / n I'm needy" you turn away wanting to continue sleeping. "I'm tired Jeno" Jeno approaches you and then gets on top of you. "I'll do everything, love you just have to lie down and open your legs" Jeno convinces you and then you agree.

• 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧

You wake up with Jaemin's cock still inside you from last night, not resisting you start moving your hips upwards, Jaemin wakes up moaning "That's a good morning" He says as he changes position so you can ride him, his hands squeezing your breasts.

• 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐞

"Chenle ah-" "Ssh otherwise I'll stop" You do your best not to let any sound come out of your mouth as his fingers move inside you touching you in the right places making you arch your back as you feel the tears fall on your face " Just from my fingers Y / n what will you do when my cock is inside you "

• 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

Jisung wakes up first you still sleep, the t-shirt you wear during the night has risen revealing your breasts sending blood to Jisung's cock, he starts kissing your neck as his hands caress your breasts then his mouth goes down, his tongue plays with your nipple you wake up clutching Jisung's hair "I wanna fuck you Y/n"

• 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨

"Good morning beauty" Shotaro says and then kisses you, he gets on top of you and you feel his erection poke in your thigh making you moan his name. "Shall we love?" He asks smirking as he takes off your panties, aligns his cock at your entrance and slowly penetrates you "Fuck Shotaro-"

• 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧

"What are you doing?" Sungchan continues to grind on your ass as he looks at you smiling "I was needy and you were sleeping" his hand squeeze your breasts while the other hand hold your hip closer to him, you feel his erection on your ass, and you let yourself go to pleasure.

Short but nice I think 😂😎❤

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nctauvision · 2 years

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[7:31 am] Pocketsized!Jisung scatters to you in a panic, yelling about Pocketsized!Chenle falling into the fish tank. again.

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zcls · 2 years

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[1:52pm] ⋆ ࣪. as your name got called up to the stage for you to be handed your diploma, you looked behind you to see a proud chenle amongst a crowd of people, holding his phone horizontally in his hands as he filmed you. the brightest smile was painted delicately across his beautiful visage, and soft words of ‘i’m so proud of you, baby,’ were mouthed from his heart-shaped lips.

you had spent the entire day getting ready; fixing your eye makeup knowing that once you saw your boyfriend, you and your heart would lose it completely. maybe it was because he was so proud of you and so unafraid to show it, or maybe it was his determination to make sure you never forgot how proud he is of you, or even how his smile never fades when you’re acknowledged for all of your accomplishments. whatever it is, you know that you are so lucky to have him by your side.

you walked up the stairs to the grand stage ahead of you, going over to be handed your diploma before shaking hands with your administrator. your heart was in flutters— you couldn’t believe that you did it. chenle helped you through your tears that resulted from your stress and your study sessions where you would barely mutter a word. through it all, he sat behind you, kissing your knuckles while reminding you that it was all okay.

as you walked off stage, you couldn’t wait to run into chenle’s arms and to tell him how much you love him. you couldn’t wait to tell him how you loved sharing strawberries in the summer and fighting over your duvet, how you loved waking up next to him in the morning and counting the days for him to get home whenever he was away. he helped you so much more than what you could have ever imagined.

as you inched further toward him, you felt your eyes fill up with tears— you love him so much. every inch of him, since the moment you met him; you love each and every millimeter of his being and every single detail to him.

his smile grew even wider as he opened his arms, ready to embrace you when you got to him. once you got to him; you felt tears run down your cheeks as you held onto him, as if you were never going to let him go. his hands rubbed softly at your back, something you especially love when he hugs you— it feels as if you’re completely safe.

“i told you that you’d do it, my love,” chenle began, using his index finger to get you to look into his eyes that were shining ever so brightly with the most beautiful stars within the galaxy. “i always knew you could.”

with that, he smiles and draws you in closer; pressing his lips that taste like honeydew and forever combined to yours, causing you to feel like the luckiest person alive.

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ohmygs-blog · 1 month

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calling dreamies pretty boy.

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marklease · 3 months

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asking bf dreamies for separate beds

telling clingy dreamies you wanna start sleeping in separate beds. enjoy!

requests open, i’m back everyone! 🥺🫶

#i also just noticed that my banner image doesn’t have renjun WHAT #i’m so sorry renjun girlies #nct dream #nct #nct 2023 #nct drabbles #nct fake texts #nct fanfic #nct fluff #nct imagines #mark lee #haechan #lee jeno #renjun #jisung #jaemin #chenle

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naids4luv · 3 months

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bae what if the dreamies pranked their lover this time? 😂😂 like get a taste of your own medicine now 😭

! dreamies pranking reader !

waittt i really like this idea,, thank u for requesting !!😽😽😋😋

mark, renjun and jeno :

haechan and jaemin :

chenle and jisung :

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marksmelodies · 4 months

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chenle suggestive bf texts *minors dni*

i love writing for all the dreamies but writing for chenle is literally my favorite thing ever

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neochan · 4 months

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≡ 𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐕 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒! (𝟏𝟖+)

「 MEMBERS 」 ⋮ mark lee, huang renjun, lee jeno, na jaemin, lee haechan, zhong chenle, park jisung

≣ content warning ⋮ perverted, depraved, & taboo thoughts, nerd!mark, cnc / dubcon, innocence stealer!chenle, somnophilia, mentions of weed usage as a form of coercion, too strong!jeno, manhandling, rough!jeno, degradation, religious sacrilege, corrupt church boy!jaemin, slight humiliation, corruption, ra!renjun, manipulative!renjun, cocaine usage.

≣ a.note ⋮ i'm smoking weed and listening to old hiphop, what else was i supposed to do other than write these cute little perv drabbles :) give me a like, a follow, or a reblog.

⩩ mark lee ⋮ so what if he's a 'nerd'. he doesn't care if you make fun of him in class with all your friends. he shrugs it off like no big deal. it really wasn't a big deal, until you brought up his dick size. see, mark isn't one of those guys whose ego gets shot from small dick jokes. but when the joke leaves your pretty little mouth, well something shifts in the pit of his stomach. he still shrugs it off though, until you're walking home from class, skirt swishing back and forth just barely covering the swell of your ass. good little girls should know better... it was easy, really. clamping a hand over your lips puckered in a silent scream. and then to drag you back to his car. oh, it was so, so easy. in fact, you really wanted it. the way you spread your legs, revealing a patch of arousal on the seat of your lacy panties. how you willingly helped him slip them to the side. the way you moaned his name when he slid into your puffy cunt, tits pressing against his chest and eyes locked on his. you begged for him to keep going. for him to go harder. so he did. again, and again, and again. until you could barely walk when he dumped you outside the front of your dorm. but sure enough, you stayed quiet in class the next day...

⩩ huang renjun ⋮ renjun has an addiction. it's not porn - not technically. it's not cocaine, or nicotine. he's not an alcoholic, yet still, he felt the withdrawal all too much. he was addicted to you. or, your body, rather. he dreamed of it, hands reaching up to cup your tits, cock sunk deep in your pussy, spit dribbling down the side of your mouth as you lost yourself on him. and when he woke up, aching and hard, he had no choice but to pathetically jerk off to the remnants of the memory. he thought about putting cameras in your room, maybe the womens showers, to capture you. something he can have as a keepsake of this obsession. see, he had access. he was your resident advisor. he could do that. but then he found out from a little birdie that his star resident in room two oh twelve used her daddies money to buy coke off her dealer boyfriend. see that...that was the key. all he had to do was used that as bait to convince you. and he did. one night, at a stupid party he was supposed to shut down, he saw you snort a line off the living room table. next thing he knew, you were upstairs, tears welling in your eyes, pleading with him not to tell. you would do anything. anything.

⩩ lee jeno ⋮ really, his strength was his best asset. but he's never had someone put up this much of a fight. seriously, after one good hair pull and a hand around the throat, girls usually let up. but you... you were fun. you were a challenge. you push back, hands slapping against his chest to combat him. all he does is snarl and shove harder, pressing your back against the kitchen counter. his biceps flex with the exertion of grabbing your wrists and pinning them to the marble. you thrash around still, until he twists your body so sharply, you cry out. he chuckles, "god i love you." he presses his stiffening cock against you, circling his hips to gain some sort of friction, "feel that? you're driving me crazy." a few half-hearted attempts at getting free does nothing for you, instead, it spins you around so now your chest was pressed flat against the cold surface. he transfers your wrists into one giant hand, and uses his other to yank down your bottoms. "...and you're soaked. fuck, y/n. gonna give you what you need. gonna fuck this stupid attitude outta you, yeah?" your walls flutter around his uninvited fingers, "ahhh, you like that, you sick fuck. want me to fuck you into submission. make you a real good girl for me. gonna train you to take me, and only me." he doesn't even feel you resist anymore, because you give up. you let him use your body until he's spent, and even then, you let him use your mouth. anything for him. anything for jeno.

⩩ na jaemin ⋮ he wasn't a god. but at this moment, with his entire world peering up through wet lashes, on bruised knees...well, he surely felt like one. it didn't help that he stood overtop your broken figure on the edge of the alter. he caresses your jaw and gives you a smile full of pearly white teeth that gleam in the stained glass shadows, "speak." with tears welling in your eyes at the command, it takes a second, but eventually your hoarse voice echoes out, "forgive me father for i have sinned." you see, jaemin wasn't a priest, but he took your confessions as if he was one. he wanted you to bare your soul to him. your perverted, depraved, sick thoughts. he doesn't speak though, just cocks an eyebrow and crouches down so that he was eye level. you continue, "i-, this is so...embarrassing, gosh, i don't..." he gives your jaw a squeeze, making the words tumble out, "i did it again. i... i touched myself again..it's wrong, i- i know, but he, you...plague my mind." your voice quiets the longer his gaze burns into you. but nothing compares to the image that burns brighter in his mind. your innocent fingers slipping between plush thighs, jaemin being the temptation you couldn't withstand. it made him feel fucking good. "it's okay darling, god forgives you, i forgive you..." he stands up again and reaches a hand down to toy with the buckle of his belt, "but with sin comes punishment." he undoes the latch and slowly slips it from the belt loops of his dress pants. the sound makes you flinch, a whisper escaping your pouted lips, "oh god." heat surges through his veins, almost bringing him to his knees, "no angel, i'm not god. i'll be more forgiving than any god. i'll be gentle, i'll liberate you from all sin. i'll make you good. my darling, i'll make you pure again."

⩩ lee haechan ⋮ yeah, he did it on purpose, so what. technically, he didn't force you to inhale, he simply stuck the blunt between your fingers and called it a day. admittedly, you did exactly what he wanted, but he chalked that up to good luck, and the devil on his side. watching you slowly revert to a rambling, squirmy mess made his cock stir in his jeans. and when you got all cuddly, snuggling up to his chest and dragging him closer, well, what else was he supposed to do other than stick his tongue in your mouth and push you back against the arm of the couch. you came on to him, really. either way, the night led with his tongue down your throat, and his hand up your skirt. and still, when he pushes your panties to the side and slips a finger into your cunt, his suspicions are confirmed. your arousal dripped down his wrists, a testament to how much you truly wanted him. really, he was doing you a service. an act of kindness. "be still baby" he growled, forcing your legs wider apart. you whimpered and whined, body holding still but head rolling on your shoulders. "hyuckie.." you kept mewling, and with each sound of his name, he grew harder and harder. it felt like he might burst if he didn't bury his cock in you right this minute. so he does. sloppily, because he was high too, but he does. and it's slow, and messy, and sick. and he loved every fucking second. god, he can't wait to do this to you, no, with you, again.

⩩ zhong chenle ⋮ stealing innocence, robbing naivety, corrupting purity... whatever people call that, chenle calls a normal everyday thought. he hasn't really fucked you yet, only teased you. he's coerced you into letting him touch your cunt, but only the soft skin on the outside. you've let him touch your breasts, but never the sensitive bud in the center. you also let him toy with your ass one time, but the second he tried to slip a finger inside, you pushed him off and told him to wait. nothing could happen before marriage. but chenle was tired of waiting. he was bored of watching you through the camera in the shower. sick of touching himself beside your sleeping figure - the only time he could shift your legs in your sleep to poke at your clothed cunt. just rubbing you through the satin material of your pajama bottoms got him off, but he needed more. this time, he was able to wriggle your shorts down around your ankles, and what a sight it was. oh he was gonna have so much fun. one finger, two fingers, his tongue, eventually working his way up to the tip of his cock. pushing in, not too much to make you stir... just enough to tease himself. you were so tight, so untouched. it was obvious he was your first, and it took everything in him to hold back. tomorrow night...tomorrow night will be the night he fucks you full, until you're leaking his cum. until you're his. ruined for him only.

⩩ park jisung ⋮ jisung hates how you think of him. not just you, but everyone really. see, he's not just the maknae. he doesn't want the baby voice, or the coddling, or the fucking head pats. if you really knew what he was capable of, maybe you'd think twice before treating him like a kid all the time. if you could see the way he fucks his fist, fingers twisted in the sheets of his bed, or knuckles jammed between his teeth... the things he thought about; you sitting on his cock, forced to take every inch of him, even when the tears well over the brim of your eyelashes. cunt full of his fingers while he sucked and nipped at your breasts. the bruises he'd leave on every inch of your skin. how he fantasizes about pushing you to the floor and stuffing his cock down your throat until you were thrashing for just a small breath of air. he doesn't get off on hurting you, no, he could never do that. but making you see just how much stronger he was.. how he could force you onto your knees, and rough you up a bit until your swollen lips screamed his name. well, maybe then you'd stop treating him like some dumb kid.

≣ taglist ⋮ @hykwrld-main @peachjaem00 @rainyjeno @be-my-sunrise @revehae

#nct dream smut #nct dream x reader #mark lee smut #haechan smut #jeno smut #jaemin smut #nct jisung smut #chenle smut #renjun smut #nct dream drabble #nct dream reaction #nct smut #nct smut drabble

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ghostofhyuck · 12 days

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NCT Dream and soft-launching you.

Mark Lee ; dropping hints

I feel like Mark would be the type to drop hints by explicit saying it, probably on interviews or fancalls or fansigns. For example, when someone asked if there's anything that makes him happy lately, he'll remind him of you, so he'll smile and just tell them how his day went by with you. Of course, he doesn't mention your name, he goes something like, "Yesterday I went to a new restaurant with someone, it was nice and I enjoyed the dinner."

Huang Renjun ; gifts!

Renjun would soft-launch you by using gifts! Those kpop idols that people suspect that are dating because of matching outfits? that's Renjun. He'll be the type to show the gifts on bubble or weverse, without any context, and then the next day, you'll post it on your private account. Sometimes it goes the other way around, like you giving him gift and he'll proudly post it on his social media.

Lee Jeno ; bubble messages

I feel like Jeno's going to soft-launch you through bubbles. He'll type something like, "Please don't get sick~" when he learned that you're sick. Or something like "Goodluck today! You can do it!" when it's your exam day that day. If it was too vague for the fans, he'll probably be more specific that his fans would think that he's directly talking to someone. And sometimes he just goes, "Today was a great day, I enjoyed it with someone I love. (.◜◡◝)"

Lee Donghyuck ; live

Haechan would probably be shameless to use instagram or weverse live to soft-launch you. He'll have it where he only shows himself BUT it's obvious that he's talking to someone behind the camera. You could only whisper to him and he probably would tease you by asking you to say it louder. Fans will be quick to point out how he's smiling fondly and how his eyes never left you even though he's live.

Na Jaemin ; vlog

It started with a solo vlog of Jaemin --- or that's what people assumed, because there's a part where someone's holding the camera for Jaemin and while the voice of the holder is muted, Jaemin is having a casual conversation with them! and it seems like he's all giggly and flirty with them. Jaemin also couldn't help but slip out a bit of pet names like, "Babe" or "baby" although fans are speculating that it's his girlfriend who's behind the camera, they still don't want to assume.

Zhong Chenle ; photo silhouettes

Chenle would probably post silhouettes of you! Silhouettes that aren't obvious of your identity but at the same time, tells the fans that he's with someone! Sometimes it could be a body part, like the back of your jacket but totally zoomed in or maybe your shoes. The most not-so-subtle hint that he did was your hand petting Daegal because it was obvious that it's a girl who's petting her because of your dainty hands and manicures.

Park Jisung ; instagram stories

Jisung is the king of soft-launching you. LIKE he's just gonna drop hints that he's dating someone. Like him posting an instagram story and it looks like he's going out on a date, with the flowers and gifts and the fans will just see that his next photo is a photo of food but there's two plates, which means he's with someone! and to add to that, there's a heart emoji on the photo!

#nct dream #nct imagines #nct dream fic #nct fic #nct #nct x reader #nct dream imagine #nct scenarios #nct fluff #nct jeno #nct mark #nct renjun #nct haechan #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct jisung #nct dream reactions #nct drabbles

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