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makeitmingi · 8 months

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Meet My Chaos

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Jongho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Girlfriend!Reader, Boyfriend!Jongho, Friends!Ateez

Summary: After dating you for a bit and maintaining secrecy, Jongho knew you are the one he wants to introduce to his family. While you have met his real family, there's another family that he's been slightly reluctant to let you meet.

Word count: 3.6K

[A/N: I didn't want this to be SUPER fluffy. Just comforting and because I miss Jongho. I'm glad his surgery went well and that he is resting and recuperating.]

"I don't think I've ever seen you this nervous, Jongho." San rested his head on his hand as he watched the youngest pace up and down in the living room.

"Seonghwa hyung, did you help clear Hongjoong's room yet?" Ignoring the older, Jongho went to find the oldest of the group. He had Seonghwa come early in the day to help clean up the dorm since the oldest was known to be the cleanest.

"You know, I don't understanding why we have to clean the bedrooms too." Hongjoong scoffed.

"Less talking, more mopping." Seonghwa ordered.

"I want everything to be ready and presentable." Jongho said, going to where Wooyoung and Mingi were in the kitchen, preparing some small snacks. Yeosang was plating the few take out they got.

"Ah, Yunho hyung!" Jongho yelled when Yunho spilled some rice cake sauce on the counter. He grumbled as he grabbed some kitchen towels to wipe it up quickly.

The 7 older boys watched their youngest with slight fear and amusement. Fear of his wrath and amusement of how he was acting.

"Calm down, Jongho ah. Things are going to be fine." Hongjoong comforted as he entered the kitchen.

"I just want things to be perfect."

"She already likes you enough to be dating you for so long. I don't think a few dirty dishes are going to make her like you any less. Plus, it shows that you're human." Wooyoung shrugged. Jongho shot him a flat look, threatening to throw his house slipper at him. Wooyoung yelped and ducked behind Mingi.

"Hongjoong hyung! Jongho is being a bully again!" Wooyoung complained. Jongho rolled his eyes, taking his phone out from his pocket to send a text message.

'Let me know when you're here. I'll come down and get you. - Jongho'

'Mmm... I'm 10 minutes away, I think! - (y/n)'

"She's 10 minutes away. Those that need to get changed into presentable clothes, please go change now." Jongho announced. He needed to change too.

"Do we need our suits?" San teased, earning a glare from Jongho as he went to his bedroom to change into a fresh set of clothes.

"Everyone ready?" Jongho asked as the 7 sat down in the living room.

"Yeah. Everything and everyone is ready." Yunho said. Even though they tease Jongho, they didn't want to add to his stress so they did try their best to be more of a help than a burden. Jongho's phone rang and he stepped aside to answer it.

"Hello?... Mmm, you're downstairs? Okay, I'll come down now..." Jongho spoke, not being able to help the small smile that crept onto his face at the sound of your voice.

"I'll go down and get her." Jongho informed and left the dorm. When Jongho stepped out of the lift, he saw you standing there.

You looked so pretty, dressed in a baby blue sundress with white flowers. You rocked on your heels as you waited patiently for Jongho to pick you.

"Aein (sweetheart) ah." Jongho called out to you. You lifted your head at the sound of his voice.

"Oh, Jongho." You waved with a smile. Jongho jogged over to you. When he stood in front of you, his arm slipped around your waist to pull you in and give you a greeting kiss on your temple.

"What's all this?" He laughed at the paper bags by your feet.

"I bought some desserts and drinks for your hyungs. I don't know what they really like so I went a little overboard. And I bought you the katsu sandwich you like." You said sheepishly, embarrassed by how much you bought. Jongho patted your head, you always bought him something savoury, remembering that he isn't a fan of sweets.

"You didn't need to bring anything, aein. It must have been hard carrying all this on your own in the train." He said, picking up the bags to carry.

"No, it's fine. Plus, I want to make a good impression on your hyungs." You giggled shyly.

"They'll like you just as you are, not by the gifts you bring." He smiled as you began to walk with him back to the lift lobby.

"Your words are biased." You hit his arm.

"If I like you, the hyungs will too. Don't worry. I'm honestly more concerned that they like you too much. A lot of them show their affection through skinship..." He sighed as you pressed the lift button.

"I'll stick to your side then. You can protect me." You reached up to kiss his cheek.

"Yeah, if they know what's good for them, they'll know to back off and not try anything." He rolled his eyes, making you laugh. You knew Jongho's strength was something the others were scared of. You both stepped into the lift and Jongho pressed the button of the floor.

"I hope you didn't bully them into preparing too much for our meeting today." You said.

"There's no such thing as too much when it comes to you." Jongho said, transferring the bags into one hand to free up the other. He laced fingers with you.

"Have you seriously not met her before?" Wooyoung asked Hongjoong and Seonghwa. The two oldest shook their heads.

"I've met her before." Yeosang raised his hand.

"You have?! When?! Why have you not mentioned this?" The others all made a fuss. Jongho had kept you and your relationship very well hidden from all the nosy hyungs for quite a while.

"Yeah, I have. We went out for lunch together and Jongho introduced us." Yeosang nodded his head.

"WHAT?!" Not only has Yeosang met you, he even had a meal with you.

"Probably because Yeosang is the most 'presentable' and 'mature' one." Mingi scoffed. That was when they heard the door open and Jongho's light laughter, as well as your voice, sounded throughout the dorm. The 7 sat there, like puppies waiting for their owner to release them from the wait command.

"I've never heard him laugh like that before." San mumbled. Wooyoung nodded in agreement. They peered down the hall to see if you were coming but you and Jongho seemed to linger by the door.

"Why are you so nervous? I think in this situation I should be the nervous one!" You giggled as Jongho stopped at the door way.

"Ah, they can just be... loud. And overwhelming for people meeting them for the first time." Jongho rubbed the back of his neck as he squeezed your hand that he was holding.

"I'm sure they're lovely." You said.

"Just come in already!" Seonghwa yelled, getting tired of waiting for you two. Jongho sighed while you laughed. He began walking first, leading you to the living room with you trailing behind him.

"Hyungs... this is (y/n). (y/n), meet my 7 Ateez hyungs. Of course, you've met Yeosang hyung before." Jongho introduced as all 7 stood up. You waved to Yeosang, recognising the familiar face. He smiled and waved to you.

"Hello. It's nice to finally meet all of you." You waved shyly. The 7 all melted at how cute you were.

They've never even seen a picture of you before. The only picture Jongho had of you was his KakaoTalk chat background and that was a picture of the back of your head.

"Hyungs... Say hello." Jongho said through gritted teeth when he noticed that they were just frozen there, staring at you.

"Oh, right. Sorry. Hi there. I'm glad we're finally able to meet you. I'm Hongjoong." Hongjoong was the first to reach out and shake your hand. You nodded with a smile, shaking his hand.

"Hongjoong, the captain." You giggled. Jongho had shown you photos of them before, telling you all their names.

"I'm Seonghwa, the oldest." You went through all of them as they introduced themselves to you with a handshake. When you reached Yeosang, you and him shared a friendly hug of familiarity. Jongho watched an endearing smile, he knew you secretly watched Ateez videos to learn and memorise their names.

"You're so cute!" Wooyoung pulled you into a hug. You blinked in surprise but laughed, patting his back. With a small frown, Jongho came between you, pushing Wooyoung away gently.

"Please don't do that, hyung." Jongho mumbled.

"I brought some cakes and pastries for everyone." You said, gesturing to the paper bags that Jongho was carrying for you.

"That's very nice of you, (y/n). Thank you. But really, you didn't need to bring anything." Seonghwa smiled kindly, making your cheeks heat up.

"Go put these in the fridge." He gestured for Mingi to help Jongho take the bags into the kitchen to keep the cakes. Jongho came back out with a glass of water for you.

"Here, (y/n)." He handed it to you. You bowed your head and took the glass to sip the water. Jongho never really liked calling you 'aein' or other endearments in front of others. It was just one of the things he liked to keep private and you were fine with that.

"Hyung, move." Jongho shooed San away from the armchair so you could sit down.

"Jongho!" You lightly hit his arm in shock at the way he chased his hyung away. He just shrugged, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Please, it's okay. You don't have to move. I can sit wherever." You said, bowing apologetically to San.

"It's fine. Please sit." San shook his head with a kind smile, sitting between Wooyoung and Yunho on the couch. Jongho sat on the arm rest to ensure that he's near you.

After you've been dating for a while, you and Jongho agreed that it was time to meet each other's families. While you've met Jongho's parents and brother, you also wanted to meet his Ateez family. He does live with them and is with them most of the time like a real family so you should meet them too.

But Jongho, being Jongho, had always kept his personal life very private, even from Ateez. He was worried you would be "scared off" by how loud and chaotic they could be.

"So Jongho said you're a freshman in university? What do you study?" Yunho asked.

"Yeah, I'm a double biology major, specialising in Molecular Cell Biology and Microbiology." You informed.

"Oh wow. It must not be easy having to juggle a double major." Mingi said, impressed by how smart with were. You rubbed the back your neck, nodding.

"It's not easy... I only did it because I was indecisive on what I wanted to specialise in." You said shyly.

"They both sound like promising fields." Hongjoong laughed and you nodded with a giggle. Jongho watched you conversed with his hyungs, how easily you clicked and carried a conversation with them. He felt a little more relieved that you all got along.

"You're so smart. Then how did you meet Jongho?" Wooyoung asked in amazement. Jongho would have punched him but you were around so he abstained.

"Hyung..." Jongho glared warningly.

"We've actually been friends since high school. Then we reconnected at a reunion dinner." You smiled up at Jongho.

"Mhmm." Jongho hummed in confirmation as he smiled softly at you, patting your head. He held your hand, casually resting your interlocked hands on his thigh.

"Oh, I bought drinks too. Let me give them out." You remembered, going to the kitchen where the bag of drinks were. Jongho trailed behind you to help carry the bag to the living room.

"I hope I got the orders right... Iced americano for Jongho, Wooyoung and Mingi. Iced americano decaf for San, hot latte for Hongjoong, iced caramel macchiato for Yunho and Yeosang. And the none coffee drink they had was strawberry ade. That's for Seonghwa." You gave out the drinks to each of the members.

"That's right. I'm guessing Jongho told you our favourite drink orders?" Mingi blinked.

"I didn't..." Jongho shook his head.

"I remembered you've mentioned them in passing before. But I admit, I had some help with the information Atinys put on the internet." You confessed.

"Well, thank you for remembering and taking the time to research. You really didn't have to." Yunho smiled, sipping his drink.

"This is yours." You handed the iced americano to Jongho.

"Thanks. I can't believe you remembered me saying all that. Even I don't remember saying it myself." Jongho said to you softly, poking his straw into the drink.

"You never know, the information might come in handy one day. Like today." You smiled. Jongho mirrored your soft smile. He noticed the members immersed in their own conversations and quickly leaned in to give you a peck.

"I saw that!" Wooyoung pointed. Jongho pursed his lips and looked away to hide his shyness. You giggled, patting his hand.

"Don't tease them." Yeosang scolded.

"Can we eat now? I'm hungry." San suddenly asked. Hongjong facepalmed but turned to Jongho, who nodded. They all went to take the food that was prepared, leaving you and Jongho behind.

"Sorry." Jongho held your hands, more comfortable now that you two were alone.

"Nothing to be sorry about." You kissed his cheek. All the Ateez members have been very nice and welcoming to you.

"Come. Let's take some food before they finish it all." Jongho led you to the kitchen. He got two plates, instinctively kind of blocking you protectively so you could take food peacefully. The others got their food and Seonghwa rushed them out so you and Jongho could have some private time on your own.

"Want chicken?" You turned to him. Jongho nodded and you put a few pieces on his plate.

"Remember to take some for yourself too, aein." He reminded, looking at how you were taking food for him only.

"I will." You nodded and put some food on your own plate. It was cute, you taking food for yourself and Jongho while Jongho's free hand naturally came to rest of your waist.

"Wait, I'll get another plate to put the pasta so we can share." Jongho left you momentarily and came back with a new plate for you. He held it while you put some of the pasta on, enough for you to share.

"Do you want some rice?" You asked.

"I don't want carb on carb. And you know I'd rather eat more meat later." He shook his head and you laughed.

The other Ateez members watched in silent awe and shock, this side of Jongho was something they have never witnessed before. He smiled and laughed at the littlest things you did and was the one constantly initiating physical skinship with you.

"Jongho, I can carry my own plate." You insisted while laughing.

"You get the cutlery, aein. I got the plates, I promise I won't drop the food." Jongho smiled as he struggled a little to balance the 3 plates. Despite that, he still waited for you.

Obviously he didn't know the hyungs were watching and listening to him. When the two of you came back to sit in the living room, the 7 immediately acted like they were doing something else.

"Thank you for preparing all the food. It looks really good." You said.

"Hope you enjoy it. There's more than enough for you to get seconds." Seonghwa smiled.

"Yes, yes, eat more." Yunho insisted. Even as you all ate, the 7 hyungs secretly observed you and Jongho. The way Jongho removed the shells from the seafood for you and how you removed the meat off the bones for him. It was something you did for each other habitually that it was second nature.

"Sorry, may I use the washroom?" You apologised and asked. Jongho led you to the toilet. You made him go back, not wanting him to wait for you.

"Relax, she's just using the toilet." Wooyoung teased, seeing Jongho repeatedly turn to the hallway where the toilet was. Jongho huffed, pursing his lips and looking away.

"She's nice and cute." San complimented.

"She is." Jongho nodded, a light blush on his cheeks. You were beyond cute to Jongho, he could never describe it. Whenever Jongho looked at you, he saw this glow around you.

"At least we don't just know what the back of her head looks like anymore." Mingi snickered.

"You weren't even supposed to know about her." Jongho corrected.

The one time Jongho slips up was letting Yunho borrow his phone to text Mingi and Yunho seeing the KakaoTalk background. Jongho was careful, having that as his only picture of you since he assumed it was private. None of his others devices had you as the wallpaper.

But Yunho couldn't contain his shock, loudly asking Jongho who 'that girl' was and that got the attention of the other nosy hyung. Luckily it was just a photo he took of you looking out the window.

"I'm back." You came back, drying your hands with a tissue from the toilet. You and Jongho sat down and continued to eat your food.

"Yah! You made me spill the sauce." Wooyoung yelled as Mingi hit him while standing up to get more food.

"I tripped over Yunho's foot. And besides, you should have moved when you saw me get up." They bickered. Jongho sighed, pinching his nose bridge at how his hyungs acted.

"If you're going to argue, do it in the room. We have a guest." Seonghwa stepped in to mediate the fight. You couldn't help but giggle, they all easily bickered over small things like siblings but just like siblings, they never took things to heart.

"I told you, I never forget I'm the youngest. They just forget that they're older." Jongho leaned over to tell you.

When everyone was done eating, none of them let you help with the dishes when you offered but you did insist on wiping the table that they used to eat on.

"Aein, let me do it." Jongho bent down beside you.

"It's wiping a table, I can do it. It's the least I can do since you all don't let me do anything else to help." You chuckled.

"You're the guest. You shouldn't be doing anything." He reasoned. However, San was talking to Mingi and walking backwards, not noticing you crouched by the table. He tripped over you.

"Be careful!" Fortunately, Jongho had fast instincts and strength, lifting you up and practically hauling you onto his lap. He saved you from being squished by San while the male just landed onto the ground where you previous were. He winced in pain from the impact of his butt hitting the ground.

"HYUNG!" Jongho roared.

"Jongho, I'm fine. It's okay. It was an accident." You put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. You knew he was upset. Jongho's arms remained secured around your waist.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, (y/n). Are you alright?" San scrambled to you.

"Yes, I'm okay. What about you? You took quite a fall." You asked, worried about the impact of his fall on his tail bone.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm sorry" He smiled, a sign that he didn't hurt himself too badly. The others came out of the kitchen, having heard the commotion and Jongho's yell.

"What happened?"

"It's fine. There was just a small accident." You assured, turning to Jongho, who just pursed his lips into a thin line, frowning at you. Jongho was very protective of you and always worrying about you. He never verbally expressed himself much but you knew.

"No more cleaning, come here." Jongho mumbled, holding your hand to lead you away. You hummed and follow him, not wanting to argue with him.

"Go ahead and start eating the dessert." He said to his hyungs before leading you into his bedroom and closed the door.

"Jongho, are you okay?" You asked worriedly.

"That scared me, aein." He sighed, walking over and letting his head fall onto your shoulder. Now that the two of you were alone, Jongho was more relaxed about being close with you.

"Sorry." You apologised, rubbing his back while iis arms hung by his side. You felt bad for causing this to happen.

"Don't apologise, pabo. You didn't even do anything wrong." He mumbled. With another sigh, he finally lifted up his head to look at you. Seeing you stare into his eyes, blinking innocently made him chuckle. He reached up to hold your cheek with his hand and gave you a sweet peck.

"Honestly, aein, I'm really happy you're here and finally got to meet my hyungs." He confessed, ears turning red. His arms loosely coiled around your waist.

"Me too. They're very nice and funny." You giggled.

"I'm glad that you're having a nice time with them then." He said, sitting down with you on his bed.

"Sure, they like to tease me and I don't always partake in their shenanigans or express myself as much as they do but they accept me for who I am. Just like you." He held your hands in his.

"You're amazing, Jongho. For being you. There's no comparison when you're your real, true self. That's who I fell in love with and continue to love." You said. Jongho didn't have much self confidence but there was so much to love about him.

"You meeting my Ateez family today after meeting my family. It's like all my worlds are becoming one."

"Thank you for letting me meet them. They're all great people, I can see why you adore them so much." You hugged him. Jongho hugged you tightly.

"They are good people. They make me a better person. Even if they can be quite chaotic from time to time." He chuckled.

"But that's what makes you guys a family right? They are your chaos." You pointed out.

"Yeah... They are." Jongho smiled softly.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

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ateezscupid · 1 year

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𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗵𝗼 ☆

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 - soft!dom reader, sub!jongho, edging, overstimulation, porn link (twt), praise, some dumbification, mommy!kink, pet names

imagine this was jongho?

pretty baby was having such a hard time cumming, he didn’t know if he was able to do it without you. he asked you to do anything you could to help him cum and you giggly agreed, deciding to tie him up and edging him.

he was sure everybody in the apartment complex heard his cries and whimpers but he could care less; it felt too good to stay quiet, he didn’t care if anybody heard him.

“m-mommy,” he stutters, hips bucking when your hand reaches his tip. “mommy, i-i’m gonna cum-!”

you retract your hand the moment he says it and smiles. he was so adorable squirming around trying his best to hold his cum in. you knew he was sensitive so you already planned on letting him cum soon. he seemed to love what you were doing to him.

you stare at jongho as he wriggles in his spot, moans growing louder with every stroke from your hand. he was rock hard, cock feeling like it was burning from not cunning and it was throbbing from so much stimulation. it felt so good his mind went blank.

“aw, is my baby boy going dumb? you love getting your brains edged out, don’t you?”

jongho nods eagerly at what you said, bucking his hips more as he felt his orgasm approaching. he was expecting you to let go since that’s what you’ve been doing to him for the past hour but you didn’t. it caught him by surprise as he wiggled in his restraints, throwing his head back and thrusting his hips up.

“g-gonna cum — mommy, i’m g-gonna cum!” he cries out. “s’good, fuck!”

“you’re doing so good, baby boy,” you coo. “cum when you want to pretty.”

he groaned loudly and arched his back, his thighs shaking uncontrollably as thick, white strips covered your hand and his stomach. he felt so pent up after not being able to cum so a lot came out of him. his moans died down for a moment but were loud once again when you’d kept stroking, tears beginning to creep down his cheeks.

“you can give me one more, right? i know you can pretty boy, you’re amazing…” you whisper in his ear, your name spilling from his swollen lips the more you stroked him.

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bvidzsoo · 5 months

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Love made me crazy...

❅Boyfriend!Jongho❅

TW: mentions of a panic attack, and just an overload of fluff and delulu lol

Word count: 2,5k

A/N: Uh...hi? I don't want to talk about it, okay? I don't know what's happening to me because I keep writing and writing when I have so many other things to do, it's maddening. But this is solely Jongho's fault: 1. he keeps bias wrecking me, and I love this man so much that I can barely contain myself at this point; 2. he just had to mention the first snow fall in Korea man...; 3. I love Choi Jongho. Anyways, this is a small scenario/drabble, I don't even know what to call it. I hope you all enjoy it and leave feedback, I really appreciate it! Happy reading!

There was something about winter time that you didn’t particularly like. Perhaps it was the sun going down too fast, coating the world into darkness at 5 pm already, or perhaps it was the cold which never seemed to go away, seeping into your bones, making it a constant reminder that you handled warmth and summer a lot better. But then there were also things you absolutely loved about winter: the cozy clothes you could wear, the hot chocolate with marshmallows you could frequently enjoy, the Christmas Carols which became annoying once the holiday was over, the joy and excitement you felt wrapping up presents and then opening yours, the possibility to go skating on a warmer day, the relief of entering a warm place after being out in the cold for too long, and the snow. The snow was your number one favorite. You couldn’t wait for it to finally fall, the first snow holding a deeper significance. If you were with your lover while the first snow fell, that meant eternal love and a lifetime spent together. The thought alone could make you giggle and you muffled your mouth with the paw of you thick sweater, having gotten off track while studying. The holidays were right around the corner and winter break would soon start, you wanted to get some homework done before you’d be on your merry way, and what better place to do that at other than your university’s library? The studious ambiance helped focusing on your task at hand, feeling determined to finish your assignment in cultural studies. It was a subject you weren’t fond of and found it hard to sit yourself down and proceed with the assignment, but after all of your friends have handed in theirs, you realized the deadline was dangerously nearing, and so, you finally committed yourself to doing it. If it weren’t for the library and all the other hard-working students, you probably would have given up after half an hour. But now, three hours later, you stood proudly, and admittedly quite tiredly, as you stretched in your seat, a grin on your lips. It was almost 7 pm, the library would be closing in just an hour. You only had to write the conclusion for your assignment, but that was something you could do in the comfort of your room too, so, you grabbed the two books you have used for research, and stood, turning to walk to place them back on their respective shelves. One section wasn’t far from your desk as you quickly found where the book belonged to, having memorized the shelf and two other books you have taken them from beside. Then came the last book, which was more towards the back of the library, where the lights were dimmer in order to save up some costs since no students sat around there. You turned to the left, walking down between two large bookcases, eyes narrowed at the titles of the books. Your vision was slightly blurry as your eyes hurt from having stared at your laptop for three hours without a break. You realized you had turned onto the wrong row, so you went to check out the next one, successfully finding the empty spot where your book belonged. You cheered very quietly, pushing the book back to its place, just as you felt hands on your waist, squeezing. You yelped loudly, grateful that you were in the back and not bothering anyone, as you quickly turned around, slightly terrified by who would sneak up on you like that, but your heartbeats slightly calmed at the familiar face of your boyfriend.

“Jongho!” You whisper-shouted as you lightly slapped your boyfriend’s chest, his lips pulling up into an adorable grin, cheeks puffing up and eyes twinkling with amusement, “You scared me!”

“I thought my girlfriend would be more aware of her surroundings,” Jongho teased as he ruffled your hair, making you pout, “Especially when a handsome man like myself was trailing her—”

“Ey, Jongho, now you’re just asking for—” You tsked as you narrowed your eyes at your boyfriend, who slightly stepped closer, making you walk into the shelves behind you.

“Asking for a what?” He asked cheekily, making your heartbeat pick up again. Jongho and you had been dating for two months now and you knew you should have gotten used to his antics, his shameless flirting and playfulness, but you could never quite do so. He always said something which took you off guard or made you a blushing and stuttering mess. Like right now, as he jut his lips out and made kissy faces, teasing you as you pretended to be annoyed, desperately trying not to giggle.

“Who’s the one asking for a kiss now?” You teased back, but only blushed more when Jongho smirked, leaning closer, your noses almost touching.

“I can’t help myself when my girlfriend is so cute.” You would’ve rolled your eyes but Jongho’s soft lips were pressed against yours, making your eyes close as your arms went around his shoulders, pulling him into yourself. Jongho’s hands wrapped around your middle, smiling into the kiss as your lips assaulted his eagerly, having missed him all day long. He had classes early in the morning and then he had to attend his swimming classes, his tournament was soon coming up, he had to train hard. You didn’t even agree to meet up today, but his presence was more than welcomed as you had been thinking about him all day. Your lips moved softly against each other, kisses drawn out and slow, Jongho taking his time in tasting you and the hot white chocolate you had drank not too long ago—you had to sneak that into the library, but what the librarian doesn’t know about won’t hurt her. You revealed in Jongho’s comforting arms, his honey like cologne sweet and familiar. He felt like home, like that cozy place you’d frequent because you grew to love it and made you feel safe, protected from the cold outside world. That’s how Jongho made you feel like, safe, and like you could conquer the whole world with him by your side. He was the sweetest person you had the luck of meeting and far the most loving person in your life. He was so easy to love, your heart felt full as your lips moved together, breathing in each other, wrapped up in your own world before Jongho slightly pulled back, seemingly breathless. It made you chuckle as you cradled his cheek and rubbed his flushed soft skin with your thumb, not even trying to fight off the huge smile on your lips.

“I missed you.” You couldn’t help but giggle as you allowed the confession to slip past your lips, and Jongho’s face lit up even more as his cheeks flushed a darker shade of red, lips pouting as he looked down embarrassed, but still nuzzled his face into your hand. Sometimes he made you wonder how you survived his cuteness without having a heart attack yet.

“I missed you too, how was your day?” Jongho asked as he raised his head up again, and kissed your cheeks slowly, slightly distracting you from what you were about to say.

“Way too long without you by my side, but—” You giggled as Jongho bit your cheek lightly, “I finally managed to do my social studies assignment!”

Jongho hummed and pulled away to be able to look into your eyes, “Finally, I thought I’d have to tie you to a chair myself and force you to do it.”

You snickered and lightly punched his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his neck again as you pressed a quick kiss against his cherry red lips, “And how was your day?”

“Productive and practical,” Jongho said confidently, eyes glinting with mischief, “I have mastered how to keep you out of my thoughts, you won’t be able to bother me anymore when you’re not with me.”

You gasped dramatically and tried to step away from Jongho, but his arms tightened around you as he grinned, fingers flexing against your sides, threatening to tickle you, “Don’t pout like that. If I keep thinking about you only I will lose in the tournament, and then I’ll be really sad.”

“You won’t lose, Jongho, you’re phenomenal, I’ve seen you compete before.” You encouraged him with a fond smile, having seen him competing before. It’s actually how you got to know of the existence of Choi Jongho. Your best friend had been a big swimmer until an awful injury, which led her to now enjoying going to swimming competitions, cheering for her once fellow teammates and rivals. Apparently, Jongho and her used to train under the same coach, so when she heard that Jongho went to the same university as the two of you while maintaining his swimmer career, she was exhilarated to go and see him compete. And, of course, she dragged you with herself, trying to convince you why you should also pick up a few swimming lessons as you couldn’t swim very well. The match seemed to be quite interesting, but you found yourself bored throughout the half of it, having to excuse yourself to the bathroom. On your way back is when you ran into Jongho, quite literally, as he came stumbling out of the men’s restroom. He seemed to have trouble breathing and when you noticed he couldn’t really form coherent sentences, it became obvious by his lack of breathing pattern that he was having a panic attack. Your best friend having those quite often, you were familiar with the process, and you managed in helping Jongho calm down, only to find out that he got proposed to join the national swimming team. Since he was already nervous from the current match, and that combined with the shocking news he had just gotten it lead to him feeling overwhelmed, which then lead to a breakdown. After you were sure he was feeling fine, the two of you parted ways and you went back to my best friend, explaining why you came back later than expected. And much to your surprise, after the event was over, your best friend forced you to wait with her for her long-time friend, only to introduce you to the guy you had helped with his panic attack, Choi Jongho. You seemed to run into each other quite frequently at university after that, and after a few in passing quick conversations, Jongho asked for your number, which you gladly gave to him. That was probably the best decision of your life.

“What would I do without your support…” Jongho mumbled to himself before he pecked your lips and stepped back, offering his hand for you to take, “Are you hungry? Want to grab some dinner on our way home?”

“I’m a bit tired, if you don’t mind, we could just hang out at my place instead of eating out.” You said as your fingers interlaced and the two of you took off towards your table. Jongho wore an ankle long dark brown coat, his black ripped jeans peeking through as he walked.

“That’s fine by me,” Jongho answered quietly with a smile, “how do you feel about some Chinese take-out?”

You grinned as you nodded your head at him, “That would be lovely.”

After gathering your things and placing them in your backpack, Jongho and you were off towards the Chinese take-out place, hands clasped together, and noses hidden behind your thick scarves. Jongho talked about his day, told you about meeting his new coach and instantly taking a liking to him. He mentioned how Hongjoong got the call too and would be joining their team, leaving Jongho ecstatic that his best friend would be once again by his side not just out of water, but in water too. He knew you wouldn’t see each other for a month as he’d be touring the country very soon, so very enthusiastically he showed you the calendar on his phone and what plans he had made for the two of you for the remaining days of the month, wanting to spend as much time with you as possible. You couldn’t help but tear up a bit at how attentive and caring he was, pecking his cheek lightly despite Jongho hating PDA; he didn’t exactly complain as he turned his head and stole a swift kiss, making you giggle. Just as you crossed the road, the Chinese restaurant a few steps in front of you, something wet fell on your cheek. Your eyebrows furrowed as you looked up, dreading the thought of rain as you hadn’t brought an umbrella with yourself, and by the looks of it, Jongho didn’t have one either. Jongho noticed how you had stopped moving and he turned around, eyebrows raised as he gazed at you curiously, your eyebrows furrowed as you stared up at the dark cloudy sky, white specks helter-skelter falling from the darkness above. Your eyes widened as more wet spots fell on your face and you raised your free hand up high, opening your palm to catch the small snowflakes. Jongho’s eyes wandered around in surprise as he took in the sudden snowfall, fingers tightening around yours. It was the first snowfall of the year. Upon realizing this, your lips pulled up into a huge grin and you beamed up at Jongho as his eyes found yours. That gummy smile which you loved so much was back on his face and he gently tugged on your joined hands, pulling you into his chest.

“Would you look at that,” He muttered with amusement; however his eyes were filled with fondness, “The first snowfall of the year.”

“Just when I was walking with my boyfriend, how convenient.” You chuckled as your nose scrunched up and you leaned in, kissing the corner of your boyfriend’s lips.

“You know what this means…” Jongho trailed off, grinning as the snow continued to fall around the two of you, wrapping the world into a white blanket.

“I do, Jongho.” You whispered, suddenly feeling shy as your boyfriend cooed at you.

“I suppose you’ll be stuck with me forever now.” He said quite smugly, shrugging nonchalantly as he made you laugh, content about the prospect of having to live his life with you by his side.

“Wouldn’t want to have it any other way,” You brought your joined hands inside your jacket’s pocket, fingers having frozen by now, “I love you, Jongho.”

“And I love you too, pookie.” The nickname made you burst into laughter, but you pulled Jongho into a hug, burying your head into the comfort of his neck, the inside of his scarf warm against your skin. Your nose was freezing and Jongho yelped when he felt it pressing against his hot skin, making you chuckle. But he didn’t pull away as he patted the snow out of your hair, feeling content.

“Let’s go inside before we turn into statues.” He mumbled close to your ear and you nodded, agreeing with him. The moment might’ve felt magical, but you fancied knowing your body wouldn’t freeze over. With your hands still intertwined, you hurried inside the Chinese take-out place, giggling as Jongho ruffled his hair, making it stick out in odd places.

Yes, perhaps there were no coincidences. You could totally imagine living your life with this one lovable human being.

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 24 - Shower Sex

Pairing: Choi Jongho x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Shower sex, wall sex, praise, overstimulation, creampie.

Word Count: 1629

Summary: After a long hard day of practice Jongho needs to unwind, what you intended to be an innocent surprise by joining him in the shower soon turned...should we say...steamy.

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The sound of the front door shutting and the faint shuffling of feet drew your attention away from your phone, turning your head to the door way you watch as Jongho shuffles into the room, exhaustion radiating off him.

“Hi Bub, how was work?” The lack of response spoke volumes, it must have been another rough day of practice again. You let out a small sigh seeing how defeated he looked.

“Come here.” You open your arms inviting him to cuddle with you which was on offer he took up straight away, trudging over to you flopping into your arms crushing you a little before he adjusted.

You let Jongho lay in your arms, feeling the tension slowly fall from him.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Your voice was soft as you combed your fingers through his hair. It took a little while for him to respond, he wanted to savour your warmth and soft touches.

“Practice was just more intense than usual, the show is getting closer so we’re trying to make sure everything is exactly how it should be, if not better.” He finished his sentence with a long sigh and burying his face into your abdomen like you were a pillow.

“Why don’t you go take a shower, freshen up and we can watch a movie, hmm?” He shook his head against you, squeezing your body tighter making you giggle.

“Bub, go take a shower, no offense but you really stink.” You laugh watching as he lifts his head enough to give you evils.

“I guess you’re right.” He sighs again sitting up and ruffling his hair.

“Wow I really do stink.” The face he pulled as the smell finally hit him had you in almost a fit of laughter.

“I’ll be right back.” And with a small kiss he leaves you alone in the living room to go shower.

Jongho had only been gone a few minutes but his absence made you miss him given that he’d been at work all day. You debated with yourself in your head if what you were planning was a good idea, he was tired and might just want a moment to himself, but you couldn’t help but want to join him in the shower. It was a completely innocent thought, you’d join him and help him wash his hair and just keep him company, that was all that was going through your head, complete innocence. You gave in to yourself, getting up from the couch you crept your way over to the bathroom making sure not to make a sound especially when opening the bathroom door.

A flood of steam hit your face when you opened the door, the sound of running water and Jongho’s soft hums to himself filled the room. He usually sang when he was happy so hearing even the smallest hum of a song made you smile knowing he was feeling a little better. You were glad you decided to wear loose fitting clothes today, it made the job of removing them silently so much easier that it would have been if you decided to wear jeans.

Slowly peeping around the sower curtain you saw that Jongho had his back to you as he let the warm water roll off his body, so you took this opportunity to hop in behind him. The cold feeling of your hands on his waist made him physically jump and almost slip.

“Y/n!” He yelled catching his breath for a moment.

“What are you doing in here?”

“I thought you’d like some company.” You said with big doe eyes as you looked up at him, his wet hair falling into his eyes which he could barely keep open from the water going in them.

“I’m always happy to have you join me in the shower but please, next time, warm up your hands.” You both laugh as you reach your hands out to him again as he narrowly avoids the contact. Grabbing your wrists he pulled you in front of him placing you under the falling water to warm your body up.

“There you go, much better.” He smiles placing a kiss to the back of your head. You turn to face him, both of you laughing as you struggle to see through the water. Your heart swelled seeing the smile on his face, you hated seeing him come home exhausted and not his usual smiling self who walked around the apartment singing to himself, you hated the silence that followed a tired or annoyed Jongho, so seeing him smile in this moment made your whole day.

“What?” He giggled watching as you look at him with a goofy smile on your face.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Wrapping an arm around your waist he pulls you flush against his chest capturing your lips in a sweet kiss. You sigh into the kiss from a mix of the warm water running down your back and the feeling of his lips moulding perfectly with yours. To you the sigh was nothing, it was merely a sound of contentment, but for Jongho it flipped a switch in him. The moment you sighed you could feel his grip tighten on your waist and his kiss intensify, did something that small really just turn him on?

Still holding you close with the hand on your waist he brought his free hand up to hold the top of your neck, fingers slightly tangling themselves in your wet hair, all while at the same time his tongue swipes your bottom lip begging for entry which you happily allow. What started off as an innocent shower together had now turned into a hot make out session which, judging by his growing erection, was going to go a lot further and honestly, you weren’t complaining. Soft moans from you and low groans from Jongho would have filled the room if the running water didn’t mask it, you were both so lost in the taste of each other you forgot where you were, until your back hit the cold tile of the wall making you break the kiss with a gasp which only made Jongho smirk before diving right back into you.

Your hands were all over each other, you wanted to feel every inch of each other all at once, be even closer than you were right now and with that Jongho knew what he had to do. Gripping your thigh he wraps one of your legs around his waist before fully sheathing himself in your core, the stretch was a surprise but a pleasant one at that. Being aware of how sudden everything was Jongho made sure to give you a moment to adjust, kissing you all the way through it, doing all he could not to move.

“J...Jongho?” He simply hummed in response, his lips too preoccupied to answer.

“Please move.”

He didn’t need any convincing, pulling out a little only to thrust right back into you. The position you were in meant Jongho could continuously hit your sweet spot with ease making your toes curl behind his back and moans flow from your lips onto his. The sound of his name and wet skin slapping skin filled the room as he thrusted into you harder and harder.

“You sound so pretty like this.” Jongho whispered into your ear making you moan even louder, the sensation of his breath falling to your neck had goosebumps.

Another harsh thrust has you almost screaming in pleasure, hitting you exactly where you want it.

“Right there...please...there.” Your mind fogged over as you could feel your orgasm approaching and you could feel Jongho’s smirk on your neck while he continued to abuse your sweet spot to the point your leg could barely hold you up. Your walls clenched around him as your orgasm came to the edge and the sharp thrusts he delivered were just what you needed to finally let go. Your nails ding into his shoulders in an attempt to keep you from dropping to the floor with the way your leg had turned to jelly. Scooping your other leg up to wrap around his waist Jongho had saved you from collapsing but now with you fully pressed against the wall you were waiting for the overstimulation to kick in as Jongho continued to mercilessly thrust into you trying to chase his own high.

“J...Jongho...Too much.” You cry out with your legs shaking around him and your core throbbing in the best way.

“Just a little longer baby, I’m so close.” You could just about make out what he was saying with the way he mumbled and panted against your shoulder. A moment later and his thrusts slowed down and became sloppy as you felt his cock twitch inside you and his small moans filled your ears soon to be followed with a final harsh thrust, pressing most of his body weight onto you as his orgasm rushed through him.

You both took a moment to collect yourselves, panting heavily and trying to catch your breath which was made a little difficult due to the amount of steam that had now filled the bathroom. Jongho made sure to let you down slowly and gently keeping a firm hold on you in case your legs decided to give out on you.

“Well that was unexpected.” You admitted letting out a breathy laugh.

“It was a nice surprise. I think you should join me in the shower more often.” You slap his arm lightly as he giggled to himself before pulling you in to place a small kiss to your head.

“Well I guess we need to wash up again.” You joke smiling at Jongho who nodded in agreement with a wide smile plastered on his face.

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sanjoongie · 1 year

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FFF~ Day 13

♡Pairing: Choi Jongho x Reader (f) ♡Genre: Smut with no plot :) ♡Au: Incubus ♡Word Count: 953 ♡Warnings: edging, fingering, mirror kink, denied orgasm, dacryphilia, m dom/f sub dynamics ♡Rated: 18+ MDNI ♡Masterlist link~ | Previous Day~ Nipple Play, JYH | Next Day~ Dom and Sub, CS/KHJ ♡Dedication~@downtoamagicalland & @mejuii the unholy trinity beta team

The lewd noises that were coming from your bedroom should have come as a warning to anyone who thought making a deal with an incubus when they were horny was a good idea.

Jongho’s fingers effortlessly fucked your pussy, three fingers deep now, considering how wet and fucked out you were. There was white noise playing in your brain at this point. All you could focus on was the pleasure that was emanating from your lower half. You were practically a full course meal for Jongho right now. And he hadn't even made you come yet.

“Look at your pussy taking these fingers like it’s nothing,” Jongho purred into your ear.

You shook your head, panting. Jongho took his free hand and turned your head towards the mirror that typically you used to see if your outfit worked for that day. Instead, it was being used against you. Jongho had your legs spread, his body framing yours, and wanted you to watch how much you were an eager little slut for him.

“Look,” He insisted.

Your chest was heaving, your pussy juices were pouring from your legs like a goddamn hentai film, and your expression was so fucked out, you almost didn’t recognize your own damn self. You whimpered and attempted to move your head again.

Jongho wasn’t having it. He kept a firm hold of your chin, fingers thrusting into your poor, sopping cunt. “You’re being such a good little morsel for me,” He continued to praise you, in his own way. “The sexual energy radiating off of you could feed me for weeks.”

“Jongho,” You squirmed, looking for him to speed up the pace.

Jongho chuckled darkly. “It’s only going to be more of a disappointment if I take you there, only to take it away.”

“Fuck me harder,” You whined anyway. You wanted release even though in the back of your mind you knew Jongho was going to milk this for as long as he could before your mind broke from never climaxing.

Your cute little ruffled collar and thigh highs only made the picture more perfect. “Such a good little sex slave for me, hmmm?” He nosed the skin behind your ear endearingly. “You look good enough to eat.”

You dry-sobbed at the thought of Jongho eating you out. You knew that wasn’t going to happen, he wanted to monitor you more closely, to see what the edges of your limits were. It was important, the first time feeding from a mortal, that he see just how far they could go.

“Harder!” You urged with a tilt of your hips. “Faster!”

“It’s funny that you think you’ll get what you want by demanding it,” Jongho drawled.

He immediately withdrew his fingers, only to slap your pussy. It didn’t matter; even that stimulation had you crying out. It was better than the same pace Jongho had been fucking you with. The slap was a sharp jolt that felt so good against your swollen clit that you gasped in happiness. Jongho frowned. Giving you that sudden pleasure had not been his intention, he had meant it to punish you.

“More!” You begged, wriggling your ass against the constant hard-on pressed up against you.

Jongho slapped you again and your lower half almost came off the bed, it felt so good to you. His frown deepened. “What kind of line have you crossed over where pain is pleasure for you now?”

“Jongho,” You pleaded, “I wanna come!”

When Jongho slipped two fingers into you, crooking them in a come-hither motion to touch your g spot, you cried out. The pads of his fingers began to tap tap tap against the spongy surface there but at a rate that wasn’t going to get you anywhere any time soon.

“Jong-ho!” You said his name in two deliberate syllables.

Jongho had had enough with your demands. He had warned you and now he was going to show you what happened to little morsels of food that offered themselves up and didn’t play by his rules. He began to jackhammer those two fingers into your hole. He stuck his other fingers in your mouth to shut you up. Your tongue swirled around the fingers in your mouth, desperate for any stimulation that you could receive. Your orgasm went from a steady line to a sharp incline. Your heart soared in hope as your climax built as Jongho’s fingers pounded into you mercilessly.

“Yes, yes, yes!” You chanted around his fingers, the whine in your voice emulating the anticipation you felt for finally experiencing your climax.

And then it was all taken away from you as Jongho removed the fingers from your cunt and your mouth.

That was when the tears started to pour down your cheeks in disappointment. You sobbed his name, bottom lip trembling and thighs shaking as you came down from the almost-high. You were a strong girl, Jongho knew that. You were stubborn and persistent. If you were crying, this was your limit.

“There, there,” Jongho cooed. He captured your tears with the backs of his fingers and drank them down as well. “You’ve done so well for me. Don’t you feel good knowing that you fed me so much, I’m practically bursting with nourishment?”

Your sharp takes of breath slowed down as your sobs began to die. “Really?”

“Course!” Jongho reassured you. His gummy smile was reflected in the mirror in front of you.

“Will you stuff me with your cock now?” You asked, hiccuping softly.

Jongho pushed your hair behind your ear, to whisper into the shell of it. “I’m full now, might as well fill you up too.”

You shivered delicately. Finally, you were going to get what you wanted.

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fantastic-bby · 1 year

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"That marriage thing... I think I would've considered it"

Pairing: Reader x Jongho

Word count: 1451

Genre: Angst | Medieval AU | Royal AU | Soulmate AU

As you battle the young prince of your rival kingdom, you soon realise that the war is ridiculous for only so many reasons.

Warnings: Physical fighting | War | Blood | Medieval weaponry

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Perhaps you should’ve seen this coming.

A swing of the sword comes from your left, to which you block, the deafening sound of metal slamming together emitting from the shield snugly fit around your forearm.

The man you’re fighting is someone that you’re familiar with.

Well, somewhat.

You know as much as your father did and you assume that he knows you as much as his father does.

Your kingdoms neighbour each other. Your families had been rivals from long before you had even been born. Your actual knowledge on what the rivalry entails is limited—and once again, you assume that the man in front of you knows almost as much as you do as you shove your shield aside only for him to slam the the handle of his sword against your ribcage.

Your body seizes for a moment when the pain blinds you, but the years that you’ve spent training overcomes the pain and you’re quick to swing your own sword in the direction of his neck.

He’s quick to dodge the attack and steps back. He watches you from behind the heavy steal of his helmet, waiting for your next move. Your eyes narrow from behind your own helmet, the veil lining the inside of it stopping him from making any actual eye contact with you.

You think to yourself that he’s quite a good fighter for a prince as most of them, that which you know of, aren’t exactly the type to throw themselves into battle.

But the crest engraved into the centre of his chest piece makes it obvious that he is of royal blood, and you’ve noticed that his crest is different from the others; and the only one on the battlefield.

Your swords slam together repeatedly, the war around you becoming a blur as you and the prince partake in a deadly dance of your own. You had to admit, upon fighting the prince at first, that he has definitely been trained for more than just any kind of battle.

Despite the fact that you are truly in a life or death situation, you find your heart beating as calmly as it would on any other day.

At least until the prince manages to slash near your hand and causes your sword to fly out of your grip. You let out a sharp hiss when the tip of his blade slices into your hand and shoves you onto the ground with his shield. Loose dirt flies around your head from the impact, hands flailing to reach the spear of one of the fallen knights—one that you’re unsure of which kingdom they come from—and swing it as hard as you can at the prince’s head.

The metal slams against the side of his helmet and sends him rolling to the side. You look to your left and grab a bow dropped from one of your knights as well as the quiver filled with only four arrows left.

You scoff to yourself at the realisation that—not only do you have only four shots to either kill him or slow him down—but you’ve happened to pick up a weapon which requires both hands.

“Better than nothing,” you think to yourself as you load the arrow with one of the arrows, blood streaming down your hand and staining the grip and dripping off of the limb. You aim at the prince immediately as he crouches to stand, his eyes quickly widening from behind the gap of his helmet only for him to roll to his right; avoiding the arrow by an inch as it grazes the metal of his armour.

He grunts, standing on one knee to stabilise himself before he stands strong, sword in hand.

“You’re a strong fighter, your highness,” he claims with a small laugh. “If only we had been able to spar without the consequences of a war.”

“If you had wished for that before, maybe we could’ve put an end to all of this,” you fire back as you load another arrow and aim it at him.

“I’m afraid my loyalty to my father is too strong for that.”

You snort a laugh right before your finger releases the string and sends the arrow straight to his head. Once again, the prince misses it barely by turning himself to the side. He takes the opportunity to charge towards you while you load another arrow and swings his sword at the bow in your hands.

You barely have time to drop the bow to jump backwards, which fires the arrow without any proper aim and instead, only lightly bounces off of his armour. Left with only a shield and a quiver with only one arrow left, you use your shield to block as many of his attacks as possible and desperately wait for an opportunity.

Your arm starts to ache and tire with more hits from the prince. You grunt with every attack, feeling your energy fleeting the more he swings his sword until you’re shoved onto the ground once more with only your shield blocking you from his sword.

“Quite the fighter,” he comments with his face inches from yours. “I would have truly loved to have had the opportunity to meet you before this.”

“You say that as though our kingdoms are not rivals,” you grunt, body trembling against the strength of his sword and body. “You know, if our kingdoms weren’t so hateful towards each other, perhaps we could have even been married.”

You see the prince’s eyes widen from underneath his helmet, and for a moment, his strength halts, which gives you time to reach for the quiver splayed beside you and grab the arrow to jam it at the spot right below his shoulder.

He cries out and you kick him off of yourself. With blood still pouring out of the wound on your hand and the dull aching of your ribcage starting to become more pronounced, you kick his sword aside and stomp one foot onto his shield to stop him from trying to move it.

Your breath heaves as you rip the shield off of his arm and toss it aside. The prince is quick to raise his uninjured arm in defence as you straddle him with a newfound knife in your hand that you had picked up off of the ground.

Your movements are sloppy and lethargic as you pull the knife to his face, intending to try and stab it through the gap of the helmet, but the prince blocks you with his wrist; sounds of struggle coming from behind the metal.

None of you have enough strength to actually do anything, so it’s only a matter of who can hold out longer.

The prince manages to slip his knees in between yours and flips you over so that your hands are forced to fight against gravity instead.

Your face contorts into a grimace the longer you stay in the position, battling him ever so slowly as he seems to start losing more and more energy as a result of the blood oozing out of the wound on his left.

“That marriage thing…” he heaves, “I think… I would’ve considered… it.”

“Would you?” you laugh lazily.

“Let me just… see your face once,” he suggests. “You can die knowing your killer.”

You reject the offer physically and struggle when he starts trying to pull your helmet off, his efforts proving successful when you’re too tired to fight him off that much.

But the prince stops all of his movement the moment he sees your face.

“Y-You…” he trails off. When you try fighting against him, he quickly headbutts you to stop you from doing anything. You cry out in pain when his helmet slams right into your nose and effectively breaks it.

The prince doesn’t say anything else before he rips his own helmet off.

“Oh.”

He stands in front of you, brown hair sticking out in every direction as he stares at you.

“Fuck.”

Only then do you realise why he had stopped in the first place. Without anything at all covering both of your eyes, you can feel your hearts starting to beat the same rhythm and your body starting to ignite with a feeling that can only mean one thing.

“Soulmate,” you breathe out in unison.

You drop your knife and your mouth hangs open in realisation, heart filling with devastation.

“I almost killed you,” he states. The prince climbs off of you and stands before you.

You climb to your feet as well, more caution lacing your movements, with your bleeding hand holding your pained ribcage and blood running down your face from the previous headbutt.

“But now that I know you’re my soulmate.”

You feel your entire body almost collapsing as you watch him fall to his knees.

“Even the loyalty for my father falters”

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bobateastay · 2 years

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can i request song lyric prompt 1 or 6 for jongho :o

6: black leather and dark glasses; he's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed.

choi jongho x gender neutral!reader

cw - 90s!au, implied criminal + sexual activity, angst(?), partners in crime dynamic, blood mention

word count: ~860

a/n: thank you so much for the request anon!! i hope it's okay that i chose this prompt, and i hope the writing matches it close enough for you. i really hope you enjoy it!! have a good day <33

You weren’t ashamed to say that you weren’t really in love with Jongho. You knew that he wasn’t really in love with you either. It was just a matter of well-aligned interests. Just a matter of the weight of his hand between your shoulder blades always being enough to ground you, no matter how dizzy or distracted you were. Just a matter of him enjoying the way you knew just how to push people’s buttons to get what you wanted. Just a matter of both of you loving to play both predator and pray, pushing and pulling and biting and bleeding until you couldn’t tell who was smothering who. It wasn’t love, but you didn’t mind it being that way.

You didn’t mind his hand squeezing your thigh when you sat with two legs over his lap in the back of a club, dark staring down anybody else who had the courage to look you up and down with just a little too much curiosity. You didn’t mind that he paid for your drinks, nor did you mind that he only thought it was funny when you tugged him close to you by his leather jacket, breath ghosting over his ear when you whispered to him.

“How much money do you reckon is in his bank account?” you asked, pointing as subtly as you could across to the bar before tucking the tips of your fingers beneath the collar of Jongho’s jacket and shirt, smoothing your fingertips over his warm skin. You watched him follow your line of sight, watched his interest pique when the well-dressed man with an expensive smile flashed his credit card to pay for his drink.

“Too much,” Jongho answered, voice quiet. You couldn’t see it, what with how you were busy littering feather-light kisses against his cheek, but you could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke again. “But we can probably change that.”

“You’d need his PIN,” you reminded Jongho, a teasing lilt to your voice that was always good at riling him up. It was always a reminder of how your dynamic worked. You both needed (or was that wanted?) the money. Which meant that Jongho needed the PIN. Which meant that he needed you. And it was always flattering to be needed, regardless of what it was that you were needed for.

“You can get that for me angel,” Jongho said, knowing that a little extra flattery would get him far. “And then you get whatever you want too.”

He turned your face to look at you properly, eyes searching yours for the agreement that went better unspoken. It never took long for him to find it and this time was no different. His hand squeezed your thigh tight enough for long enough that you were left with pins and needles when he let go.

“Go on,” he said, returning the smile that was beginning to play on your lips.

It wasn’t difficult to be reckless when you could feel Jongho’s eyes on your back the whole time - wasn't difficult to use careful touches and fake laughter and words just vulgar enough to convince this stranger that he wanted you in his bed. How could it be when you knew that Jongho had your back, alongside a variety of equipment made to maim anybody who happened to harm a hair on your beautiful, disingenuous head?

And later on, when you had the stranger’s credit card safe in your purse, it wasn’t difficult to pretend that you did love Jongho. It wasn’t difficult to curl up in his lap and watch late night TV on the motel television, his fingertips tracing shapes into your back and your lips occasionally mouthing at his bare chest in kisses that were far too gentle for what you both shared.

“Good job sweetheart,” he murmured, toying with the remote control but never changing the TV channel.

You grunted and shifted your position, throwing a leg over his thighs and pressing your face into his chest.

“His dick game was shit,” you muttered. Jongho laughed, and the sound put a smile on your face. Truth be told it hadn’t been all that bad, but you were just as good as Jongho was at applying a little flattery when necessary. “Did you get a bank statement?”

“Of course,” he murmured, setting the remote aside in favour of turning his attention to you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head and resting his hand on your arm. “You did good.”

You grinned, and lifted yourself up enough to kiss Jongho. It wouldn’t take long for one of you to be history, reduced to a bank card and CVV number for an empty account - or a missing persons flyer on a lamp post, depending on how things went down - but right now that didn’t matter. Right now you swallowed the metallic taste of Jongho’s blood when you bit down on his lip just a little too hard and cherished the fact that you had this man you didn’t love so tight within your grasp. And when he squeezed your waist and turned off the TV, you cherished the fact that you didn’t love him just a little bit more.

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Ateez as Boyfriends [Explicit Ver.]

yet another collab with loren @eightmakesonebraincell. idk what this is but it's smut and it's a filthfest in here sooo MDNI!!

lmao when we think about it now we don't even know how we came to write this (speed write it more like) but this has collected dust in the drafts for a good while anddd it's our first time writing smut like this (minus my woo fic) so here we are :') Enjoy!

Hongjoong

eye fucks you

literally when he is in the mood he will let his eyes scan you ever so slowly

tease.

i just think that most of the times you’ll be in the studio

and studio sex calls for you in his lap to get his attention

while his attention remains undivided on his pc

until you grind-

one wrong move and you’re done for

if he doesn’t want you to break his focus at that moment, he’s probably gonna growl and bite your shoulder with the promise of what’s about to come

and threaten you with things he would do to you once he is free

however, if you've succeeded?

immediately on to you

lips everywhere and anywhere on your body

tongue in your mouth

i feel like even if he tries to go slow, he’s the type to lose control in the middle of it

and go super intense and heated

loves it when his hands are on your hips and controlling your movement

the type to wedge his thigh between your legs as you make out

and watch you become a mess as you grind on it

or when you’re sitting on him, he’ll hook your legs over his to stop you from closing them

he’ll finger you until you’re squirming in his lap

punish you for distracting him and being a bad girl

neck kisses he’s gonna leave pretty marks all over you

will praise the f outta you (not me censoring this.)

will probably move around a lot during sex

like one moment you’re in his lap

next you’re on the couch, he’s on top of you

until you switch

and then he has you standing up and suddenly you’re pinned against the wall

will not miss a chance to go down on you

knows exactly how to make you cry

and i mean cry.

laughs against your throbbing core and the vibrations oh goodness

absolutely loves the feeling of your fingers gripping his hair in desperation

nips you everywhere

and when you’re finally begging him to give you what you want, that’s when he’ll let you have some moment of control

probably curses in pleasure

loves watching you on top of him but makes sure you know who’s in control (him)

he’s gonna spice things up when you’re reaching climax

i think i said he knows how to make you cry so go ahead and imagine

will overstimulate you before he wraps things up hehe

i just feel like his fingers on your clit right before you come and it’s 10x more intense

would love to come inside you when he can ;)

hongjoong would also probably record the audio of your moans during sex and when you climax (with consent ofc)

and on nights when he’s missing you he’ll play it through his headphones and touch himself wishing you were here

takes such good care of you when you’re done like you joke that he’s suddenly worried if you’re okay when he fucked you like there’s no tomorrow-

but really he’s all prepared he’s immediately making sure you have what you need- water, cuddles, round 2, you name it

will kiss your forehead as he assures you you’re his muse, the love of his life and all that sweet stuff :’)

you whine that you feel all sticky and gross

he definitely has an abundance of tissues and wet wipes in his studio

when people ask him why he has so many he tells them it’s for yknow cleaning

if you guys are back home in the shower though?

omg he is so soft and all about the romance

makes you feel so so loved

holds you in his arms for the longest time

or you’re in the middle of doing something and he grabs your wrist

and pulls you towards him with the biggest smile on his face

hands on your hips as he sways you around

and you just know that look in his eyes means he’s in the mood and he’s going to make this a memorable night for both of you

you’ll hook your arms around his neck and sway to the music that is in your heads

guided by his movements

he tells you what he’s feeling. no filters

and you appreciate that so much about him

would definitely have a post-sex playlist that he’s made with like slow candle-lit dinner vibes

plays it with a speaker in the bathroom as he presses long and lazy kisses against you

basically a very love-driven makeout session :((

hehe but he most definitely nibbles all over the marks he’s left on you with a sense of achievement

loves when you wear one of his shirts over just your panties as you go to bed together

it’s the possessiveness in him i’m telling you

he’s quick to fall asleep but you can see a faint smile on his lips as you caress his head or his face

and you tell him all the reasons you love him

you can swear his hold on you tightens even though he is fast asleep

and you’re going to wake up with him looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he has ever laid eyes on :((

even tho you look like an absolute mess in the morning-

Seonghwa

tongue.

man has a mouth on him like have you seen his lips?

the prettiest lips in ateez

and his tongue????

he is the best kisser in ateez fight me

he knows how deadly his tongue is

and he’s going to use that to his advantage

makeout sessions are gonna be next level with him

and when his tongue goes elsewhere-

like when he kisses your neck?

or anywhere for that matter??

you literally cannot breath

it’s like it’s turning him on too

makes the dirtiest noises you bet

he loves the feeling of your thighs clenching around him because it means that you’re close

he praises you and tells you that you have the prettiest moans

loves that you’re making those sounds just for him

he’ll enjoy overstimulating you

he coos and tells you to give him one more orgasm baby as he digs his fingers knuckle-deep into you

he knows your body so well

he can tell exactly when you’re about to come

like, he’ll say “come for me” because he knows that’s what tips you over the edge

and then when he’s satisfied with how many times you’ve come for him

that’s when he gets started

when you guys are fucking there are two different moods

sometimes he likes to take it slow and worship your body

pepper kisses all over your face and anywhere he can reach

presses his body against yours like he has to be touching every part of your exposed skin

drags his length in and out of you slowly so he can feel every inch of you

will latch his lips onto yours and explore your mouth with his tongue

likes to hold your hand :’((( i love him so much

other times it’s hot and fast and needy

his hands roam all over your body and through your hair

rolls your nipples between his fingers to make your back arch

moans into the kisses

bites your lower lip

either lets you run your hands wherever you want or pins them to whatever surface you’re on

you fist the sheets beneath you or grip his shoulders

he grunts and pants in between praises of how tight you are and how good you feel

before he’s coming hard into you

i’m convinced that when hwa comes his eyes roll back and he lets out the deepest moan

it’s so filthy his expression alone can make you reach your climax honestly

his warmth fills you up (pls use a condom irl)

and when he pulls out, the sight of his cum leaking out of you has him half-hardening again

he loves to see how he’s ruined you

and you best bet he’ll help clean you up-

with his mouth

he’ll hold your legs apart as you writhe from sensitivity

as soon as you both come down from your orgasms, it’s like all the dom has left his body

he literally becomes the softest when he’s doing aftercare like his touch is suddenly delicate and he’s holding you like you’re fragile

“sir, i’m pretty sure you’ve left bruises on my body but okay”

“ah, did i? shall i kiss them so they get better?”

and you grin bc you’re lovestruck

and he feels so proud that he made you smile bc that means you’re okay

literally every second sentence that comes out of his mouth will be praise

that you did so well for him

that you’re so beautiful

that you’re all that he could ever ask for

<33333

peppers soft kisses on your face and kisses your knuckles

brings you sth warm to drink and cuddles you all night

i feel like he’s the type to love feeling skin on skin when cuddling

especially after having sex

he just has his boxers on and you just have your panties on

and he loves to hold you close to him and just feel you next to him in such an intimate way :’(((

he can’t keep his hands off you but it’s completely innocent

traces little patterns and shapes on your back

splays his hand over your tummy

rests a hand over your chest bc he likes to feel your heartbeat

and he does it unconsciously too, even during pillow talk

you two can talk for hours about anything and everything deep into the night

it doesn’t even matter what the pillow talk is about all you two want is to hear each other’s voices

imagine hwa’s post-sex husky deep voice akjfldsg

but you two talk and cuddle for so long neither of you even realise when you’ve fallen asleep

in the morning he wakes up before you but he stays cuddling you until you wake up so that he’s the first thing you see <33

there’ll be lots of lazy kisses before he gets up to make you a cute breakfast

Yunho

eye fucks you pt 2

literally the way he just watches you at times

like he’s drinking in the sight of you

before he kisses you he’s going to cup your face and look at you for the longest time

and you can see a thousand undecipherable emotions in his eyes

hesitates a bit before he kisses you but once you’re into it he’s a changed man

idk about you but i feel like his tongue can do wonders

i just think he’s a natural at this he kisses you like he’s been doing it forever and will never get tired of it

makeout turns heated pretty quick and one thing leads to another-

will be vocal during sex too like

he needs to hear you say some stuff before you proceed

he needs to hear your voice to confirm you’re feeling good

he’s pretty much driven on that

he aims to please you.

his hands. need i say more?

he drives you crazy with his hands alone

even when they’re cupping your face or like holding you behind your neck

you love his hands in your hair

you love it when you feel his big hands anywhere on your body for that matter

especially when they’re gripping your thighs

and his long fingers omg

just a brush of them in the inside of your thigh or near your core and you’re done for

makes you a writhing mess before he will even touch you

will also pin you on nearest surfaces

and lets his mouth and thighs do the rest

probably loves when you ride his thigh too as he makes out with you

to the point you almost come on that alone

he just loves when you want to be in control but he restrains you

and you gladly let him

will at times let you dom him

but he just thinks that you’re cute for trying

really, he’s watching all smug, watching you on top of him, waiting until he’s had enough

and then he’s flipped you

he’s pinned you to the bed and he dwarfs you grrr

“now it’s my turn”

if you think cuddling while lovemaking is a soft trait? make it hard for yunho

like he’s just burying his nose in the crook of your neck while he pumps into you

spoons you from behind as he rubs his length against your ass

or kissing your temple or head and moaning against you

and oh goodness his weight on you when he’s on top of you i-

will mumble praise into your ear

“you’re so fucking wet baby” hdsjhjkdfhg

“you feel so good”

and you’ll def praise him in return he loves that

not afraid to experiment with you

and he’s always just so supportive of your wants and needs

he’s also fully capable of driving you insane like he can be a little shit sometimes-

his hand around your throat.

his hand being able to wrap around both of your wrists

loves to pin your wrists above your head

when he’s approaching his orgasm he’ll see what you need

probably loves it when you come together

and he’ll pump all that inside you he won’t stop

will remain inside for a good few moments until he pulls out

and then it's just another round of teasing each other as he takes care of you

“can we shower together now?” but you know it will lead to shower sex

“will you let me spoon you after i clean you up?”

“only if i don’t find your dick hardening against my ass in the middle of the night, yunho”

the teasing is just ramped up honestly

you two flick soap suds at each other

he smacks your ass and it startles you and you slip a little in the shower

he makes sure to catch you but you smack his chest as revenge even though you two are giggling

when you step out of the shower he’ll throw your towel over your head so it covers your face

the man runs out of the bathroom before you can throw the towel back at him

he’s just streaking through the house naked at this point

it takes a while for you two to calm down enough to actually get into bed

but there’s definitely another hour or two of very handsy teasing

mostly from him as you giggle at his antics

and lots of hypothetical discussions about things you guys could try out next time

but also not hypothetically because he would totally be down lol

he’ll be like “okay but what if we restrained your wrists to the shower curtain bar, do you think it’d break?”

and you say you can try next time but if it does break he’s paying not you

you’re just both a laughing mess in each other’s arms as you fall asleep

Yeosang

vanilla guy

he can move his tongue 180 degrees do you all know what use he can make of that?

he’s either super shy super shy~ or he’s gonna be the demon that we all know he is

his kisses range from shy to heated and rushed

like when he’s shy he’s all smiles and cautious touches

but you can literally taste it when he’s desperate

because his body language changes significantly

suddenly he’s the most confident

kinda feel like lingerie really turns him on

like whenever you wear something lacy or revealing

his length is already hardening before he knows it

sometimes he tries to hide it

other times he comes right up to you and growls into your ear that he needs you right now

his favourite place to do it might be in the bed

he just wants to make sure you’re comfortable first and foremost

and i feel like he’s a switch

he has his dom days he has his sub days too

sometimes he just needs you to lead and he loves watching you when you take the lead

he lets you do whatever you want to him

like he’ll watch as you unbutton your shirt and slip off your bra

and when you lean down to take off his pants

he’ll let you kiss him and touch him however you like

but when you start teasing him?

i feel like he has a switch that goes off and bam he’s now in dom mode

and he’s suddenly flipped positions and he’s like “i’ve had enough sweetheart”

and he’s banging into you with no remorse

and you swear his beautiful deep voice does something to you makes you feral is what it does

tucks your hair out of the way as he pumps his length into you

holds your face :( he’s so precious grrrrr

swipes his thumb across your lower lip

daring you to try something like-

he’s a tease he knows what game you’re playing

and if you try to capture his thumb between your teeth he’s gonna be like ‘nuh-uh not so quick’

like he can be the sub and still be in charge how beautiful is that

bonus points if you make him laugh or make him shy during sex

you love to see it when you praise him and he gets all flustered

but boi does he know how to make you lose your shit too

esp when he’s in control and just running his hands all over your body

tracing all your curves as he drinks in the sight and praises you so. much.

as if he isn’t a walking sculpture himself :’)

loves watching your little reaction and catches on real quick

like if you writhe under him when he kisses your sweet spot? he’s gonna be all smug and you bet the night has gotten longer

because he will spend his sweet time there

and when he’s fingering you or eating you out he will do everything to get the best reactions out of you

aftercare is 90 percent him fussing over you

even though you reassure him that you’re okay from under the mountain of blankets he’s piled over you

he literally treats you like a queen

also because he wants to give you everything that you might even potentially need

so he like

brings you a whole platter of warm tea, water, energy drinks, salty snacks, packets of lollies, chocolates, you name it

will also ask if you need painkillers or anything

you better give that man his aftercare too he deserves it

you slip him bits of chocolate or snacks

sometimes after he’s had one of those days where he’s radiated dom energy or he’s teased you a lot

you bring it up with him and wiggle your eyebrows

like “so i’m your good girl, huh”

and he gets so flustered and shy and does his little giggle

but you never tease him too much, because you know that he can start to doubt himself or feel insecure

so you always make sure to tell him how good and perfect he is no matter what he does

he deserves all the love in the world <3

so after you let him fuss over you for a while you sort of just, fling up the side of your blanket and say

“get in here”

and he has such a cute bright smile as he burrows underneath the covers with you

sometimes he spoons you

but more often than not

you spoon him

and he feels so safe and loved whenever you hug him like that :’(

you love to run your fingers through his long locks because his hair feels super soft

but also because you can almost hear the purr that comes out of yeosang when you do it

he’s a precious baby :(

San

a switch nobody can convince us otherwise

he can be a hard dom

manhandles you, like have you seen the way he is with woo??

holds your jaw to make you look at him

or he gets up close and crowds your personal space

passes you the dirtiest looks

will stare at you for the longest time just to see what your reaction will be

loves it when you get flustered and shy

doesn’t care if you’re in public his touches will look casual to others

but you’ve memorised what his hand placement means

like when his hand on your waist slowly lowers to your hip, you know it’s gonna be a long night

teases you during sex, like he’ll lightly drag his fingers around your upper thighs and on your lower stomach but never touching your core

and he’ll ask you what do you want

he wants you to be vocal and beg for him to touch you

and when you do he’ll rip away your clothes and go down on you like he’s starved

he unbuttons your clothes and unclasps your bra with one hand and that alone makes you so wet

fondles your breasts with one hand while he circles your clit with the other

he latches his mouth onto your neck and collarbones and sucks on your nipples

has your back arching from all the different sensations all at once

but he’s also the subbiest sub to exist

like can you imagine him whimpering underneath you

this time he’s the one begging

he begs to touch you

and he begs for you to touch him, kiss him, anything

he doesn’t care if there are people in the next room or if they can hear him

he just needs to be inside of you

man always does it like it’s his first time taking you

like you’re blown by how much he can enjoy this every time it just gives you that confidence boost too

and he’s big on praise as well

loves being loud during sex

makes the unholiest noises-

makes the most intense eye contact and if you dare shy away from him?

“look at me when i’m looking at you”

jksdhgjghjghksgh

^that’s your reaction btw

his kisses become more messy as things escalate and he just

he wishes he could kiss you everywhere all at once

switches positions so many times but mostly because he needs to feel closer to you in every aspect

might have a thing for putting your legs over his shoulders as he pumps into you

will make you scream without a doubt

like his aim is to make you see stars and boi do you get lost

so you also love to return the favour

and he’s not all that hard to please all you have to do is push the right buttons and say the right things

but you prolong the process on purpose

because you too enjoy seeing him break under you

it’s just that he makes you feel so good about yourself

he makes you feel like you’re everything he’s ever wanted and then some

will make you come on his fingers

and then lick them clean-

will make you come on his dick next

and break right after he can’t handle you becoming a mess on him

collapses next to you and laughs in disbelief because how good was that?

takes a few moments to gather himself, all the while caressing your skin

and kissing you- the softest kisses

before he gets up and takes care of you

and he’s so so good at that

he’s cleaning you up, making sure you’re hydrated, helping you into bed and then the cuddlefest starts

lies against the pillows and then shifts you so that you’re basically half-lying on top of him

he loves when you rest your head on his chest, an arm and a leg slung over the top of him too

(half the reason he works out his shoulders and chest is so that you have more pillow surface area hehe)

in these moments he wishes he has three hands

one to hold you against him

one to caress and run through your hair

and one more to hold your hand with :(

he just has to settle for alternating between the three

and all the while he is just constantly. pressing. kisses. against the crown of your head

“i love you”

“i love you too, san”

and not even twenty seconds later

“i love you so much”

“i love you so much too, san”

repeatedly confesses his love to you because it’s true he loves you so much it’s crazy

and when he can hear the sleep starting to cling to your voice, he’ll wish you goodnight

with many more kisses to go along with it <33

he doesn’t let go of you once during the night

Mingi

have you seen his hip rolls-

okay from the start

9/10 times it starts with you cuddling

it’s all good and nice and fluffy and you’re watching something or just scrolling

he just likes to be in physical contact with you in any way

one of you is mindlessly touching the other- very casual at first

casual kiss on your bare shoulder or you kissing his jaw or knuckles

until one of you is in the mood and starts touching the other with purpose

and wait until the other starts squirming visibly

if you’re in his lap? you’re gonna feel it before he can even tell you

and you turn around all smug

but he doesn’t give you time to react because he will kiss you

he’s also prob really big on makeouts

he just loves the feel of his lips on yours as if they’re made for each other

or his tongue inside your mouth and the way you move under him while he kisses you

will have a good proper makeout session before you proceed

his hands will literally travel everywhere

plays with your breasts as he kisses you

also he will kiss every inch of you

and when he goes down on you?

he knows his nose brushing against your clit is your undoing

and he takes advantage of it

the tip of his nose glistening undoes something in you-

will basically make out with your clit

and make you come multiple times on his fingers and tongue before he gives you what you want

those hands squeezing your hips along with that really don’t help-

eats you out like a man starved

but before that

he’s also the type to get his own fair share of oral

and you would love to please him as well

you want that

you love it when he rolls his hips, clutching your hair, whether his cock is in your mouth or inside you

and when you’re having sex even tho he gives dom energy, he likes you on top

he’s just gonna be holding your hips and making you bounce on him

he’s gonna slow it down, make it bouncy ;)

your hands on his chest

he’s gonna watch you with those eyes

and groan a lot it fuels you

it drives him crazy when you snake a hand down to your front to circle your own clit

and when you climax and collapse against his chest, he’ll hold you steady against his chest and grip your ass

will plant his feet against the bed so that he can pump up into you

i feel like he can be pretty filthy in the best way

like he likes it messy

he wants to make you a mess in every sense

he will spill inside you all over you and be proud of it and look at the mess like it’s a work of art

and the air smells of sweat, sex and love <3

will probably prompt another round-

if he lets you have your way first, he’s def going to have his way in the second round

and that could entail a lot of things

but at some point, it’s definitely gonna be him pinning your wrists down on the bed with one hand

while his own thighs holds your open

and he makes you see stars with his fingers alone

and at some point

it’s going to be him pounding relentlessly into you, a hand on your back pinning you down to the bed

and the second round is always so much more intense

you think you’re spent? he knows exactly how to get you riled up again

but he knows when you’re tired and done even when you say you want more

so he just turns very soft all of a sudden and kisses you like a boy having his first kiss

because he’s so in love with you :((

and then he’s gonna tell you what you mean to him

he’s gonna make you look at him as he tells you how beautiful you are and how you mean the whole world to him

sometimes he sees doubt in your eyes but he won’t go away until he clears it

and then you’re both giggling and he’s looking around wondering what to do

“the towels first, please,” you giggle again and he hops off the bed, laughing to himself

probably drags you in the shower with him too and teases you a lot there

so much that sometimes you have another round there-

always so fun with him innit

but he makes sure you’re fed, hydrated, clean and content before he joins you in bed and the cuddlefest starts

human pillow i said what i said

and he’ll caress your hair or skin as he tells you about something that happened at work or you rant about something that annoyed you today

and he jokes and teases you and you slap his chest and he’s suddenly a laughing mess and you’re joining

and then at some point, you both fall asleep in each other’s arms <3

Wooyoung

omega vibes.

a bratty sub

and wooyoung literally ousts himself as having a degrading kink

not his heart fluttering when hongjoong bossed him around

he likes to tease you and frustrate you all day

a quick smirk here

a sneaky touch there

feel like wooyoung would also make you wear vibrating panties or put a remote-controlled vibrator in you

will turn the vibration up at the worst times

like when you’re talking to someone or when it’s super quiet

he’ll give you the cheekiest grin from across the room

especially when a noise accidentally slips out of you

he loves watching you awkwardly fumble and pretend you didn’t just moan

sometimes in the bedroom when he’s pressing the vibrator against your clit, he’ll pull away at the last second just before you reach your orgasm

and he’ll be like oops sorry :))

until the sexual tension makes you snap

he lets you flip him over or pin him against the wall as you kiss his lips swollen and mark his neck until it’s bruised

and you can feel how smug he is

he loves when you show him his place

and when you mark him with hickeys

you’ll push him onto the bed

and sometimes you tie his wrists together

he’s such a brat you can’t help but try and tame him even when you know it’s hopeless

so you just give up midway and he’s all smug and laughing and you’re like okay have your way then

it’s just very fun with him never a boring moment

and feels like a game of who has more control (you’ve got equal points)(you’re both in negative)

you bet he keeps a record of that

also he gets turned on at the strangest of times

you’re cleaning and he saw you bend down to get that dust? he’s turned on

you almost tripped and made the cutest face afterwards and he teases you but you glare at him? he’s turned on

but the same goes for you

all he has to do is roll his sleeves and display his delicious veiny arms while he cooks

and you’re a whining mess

he knows it

we all love wooyoung in the kitchen

speaking of the kitchen-

no one would eat the food he makes if they knew how many times he’s fucked you on the countertop lol

but he fucks you on every surface he can so-

he loves going down on you mostly because of the noises you make when he’s eating you out

and he knows exactly what move of his tongue or lips against your core earns what noise

he knows you have a thing for his nose digging into your clit too

so he’s gonna make the most of it ;)

will let your thighs squeeze him as he makes out with your clit

but when he pushes them apart? the veins on his arms pop and you can’t help but run your fingers all over them

his arms are just such a work of art

and then he’s trailing kisses up your body and kissing you as if he’s short on breath

also has a thing for fisting your hair when you go down on him

and oh goodness does he make the most pretty sounds you’ve ever heard

basically the two of you live to rile the other up no matter what way it is <3

when he’s finally inside you, he’s either taking full control or just letting you do whatever you want there’s no in-between

mostly it’s the latter because he loves to see you ride him

but just because you’re on top of him doesn’t mean you’ve got full control. he makes sure you know that

because he is going to pound into you from under you and make you see stars <3

aftercare is something ingrained in him

it’s like he gets all his energy back just to take care of you :((

he’s fussing over you, not letting you move before he cleans you up and makes you drink or eat something

he has to give the green light for you and at this point, you let him

because who wouldn’t enjoy a fussy woo??

and then he’s like “let’s shower together ;) “ and you’re like

“ah. is that what all of this was for?”

not complaining though

but the best part about showering together isn’t another round- that’s rare

you simply love it when you’re washing each other up

he loves when you shampoo his hair and massage his scalp

and he rubs the knots out of your neck or arms or thighs

wherever you might be feeling sore from your escapades lol

there’s still a couple of teasing remarks and wandering hands here and there

but he makes sure you’re all warm and dry before he tucks you into bed or wraps you in a huge fluffy blanket on the couch

he’ll insist that you do nothing while he cooks up a small meal for you two because if you two hadn’t become distracted during the process of making dinner, then you two are hungry from the energy you’ve expended LOL

and when he’s made sure you’re absolutely full he’ll cuddle you until you both succumb to food coma

Jongho

we all know he’s not physically affectionate

but boi does it look like he’s been doing this all his life

big on foreplay

gets you all hot and bothered first with the way his fingers run over your arms or your thighs

gentle squeezes in between or like something muttered in your ear

until you can’t take it anymore and you make the first move

slow kisses are his things like he loves the intimacy when you’re just making out like you have all the time in the world

and he’s shy at first def, will laugh and joke between kisses just so he can get super comfortable

before he turns into a monster

peppers kisses all over your face :(

has a knack for making you feel like you’re the most precious thing in this world

to him you are <3

has a thing for necks

will kiss your neck and your sweet spot until it turns red

probably nibble on it too he’d love to see you marked by him

will trail kisses all the way down

will play with your breasts for the longest time as well

just teasing you and making a mess out of you

before he lets his fingers touch you down there and find you already soaked

and god does it give him an ego boost

anddd that’s where things get interesting

watches your every move when he touches you down there

and has a shit-eating grin on his face throughout

(which you love you’re not even gonna complain)

he’s gonna make you come multiple times on his fingers that’s a given

he loves to watch you move under him and will probably have a hand on your stomach to brace you and refrain your movements

which drives you so fucking crazy

you’re going to beg for him before he ever lets his cock near you

and when he’s ready for that, he’ll make it so agonisingly slow

will 100 percent grip your thighs as he spreads them apart and just let you feel him against you

before he enters you

he takes a moment to relish in the feeling of your tight walls against him- he can never get enough of that

will pump slowly into you first before it becomes rushed and then-

uses his strength to manhandle you into the position that he wants

he’ll hook his arms under your knees and pound you against the wall pls i need holy water stat

in your bedroom, in your living room, in the shower

omg when he gets all sweaty

and his muscles are glistening as they ripple with his movements lol

dom.

growls in your ears

smacks your ass 100 percent.

it drives him crazy to feel you trembling against him

or the way your nails dig into his shoulders and drag down his back as he fucks you

he thrives on the sounds you make to the point you’d almost think he’s getting off on that alone

if you come before him, he won’t stop pounding into you until he does

and boi does he still have some stamina left

but you have all the time in the world so he’ll take it slow again

build it up

make you want him again before he touches you

and it just keeps getting more heated, more interesting as the night gets darker

will make sure you’re not overwhelmed though, he really doesn’t want you to feel weird at any point of it all

he wants what you want, to the point you sometimes have to beg him to tell him what he wants

because he’s always focused on pleasuring you and you want to return the favour too

so on the rare occasions that he does let you take the reins, you make it a night he won’t forget ;)

by the time you’re done you’re so tired but this man still has some stamina

so he takes you to the shower with him and washes you up :( <3

dries your hair for you too :(

you’re so sleepy by now but he’ll carry you to bed :(

and then you cuddle and make jokes until you fall asleep feeling the most content ever

and even though jongho is starting to feel tired too, he fights to stay awake just so that he can cherish the feeling of you in his arms for just a little longer

presses soft little kisses on your forehead and down the tip of your nose and over your cheeks and along your jaw

he’s so soft please

when he really can’t hold off sleep any longer he’ll tuck you closer under his chin before he drifts off too with a smile on his face

has the audacity to giggle at you with his gummy smile when he sees you hobbling the next day because you’re kinda sore

but he’ll be at your beck and call for anything you need the rest of the day <3

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mingwrites · 15 days

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Can I request how Ateez would sound in bed (i.e. moaner, grunted, whimper, silent, loud).

thanks for requesting nonnie!!! hope u enjoy <3

how ateez sound in bed

seonghwa ~ very vocal in bed. he mostly makes soft, breathless moans, his head thrown back in ecstasy as you ride his dick. his brain becomes too fogged up with the feeling of you to form words, so he relies heavily on those sounds to let you know that you're doing well, that he feels good, and that he loves you. he also tends to bite his lip a lot, producing hums rather than open-mouthed moans. "mmmmh, mmh, you feel so-ahh-so good..."

hongjoong ~ a focused man and attentive lover, hongjoong tends to be a little more quiet during sex as he's so focused on making you feel good. the best way to hear his adorable, hoarse whimpers is when you suck him off or give him a handjob. that's when he's able to lie back, close his eyes, and fill the room with the sounds of his pleasure. "yessss, that's good, baby... mmm...! just like that..."

yunho ~ lots of grunting when he fucks into you. he puts a lot of strength into his thrusts and likes to make that apparent, producing low, almost growl-like sounds every time his hips pound against yours, his dick filling you completely. also has a tendency to laugh during sex, smirking cockily, specifically when you let out one of your own sounds or tell him how good he makes you feel. "mm, mm... my baby feels good? hah... so cute..."

yeosang ~ yeosang is on the quieter side, as he can be a little shy, even with you. during sex, he makes plenty of pretty little whimpers and groans, just at a very soft volume. he grows louder the longer your pussy squeezes his dick, the more he comes undone. he's also way too shy to talk much, so he instead communicates with little, desperate noises and broken sentences. "mm, mm, ah... i love it... mmmh..."

san ~ he tries to stay mostly silent in terms of moaning, instead opting to just tell you directly what he's feeling. in other words, he's big on dirty talk. while you will catch occasional low hums, especially when he's close to orgasm, he mostly prefers to be teasing you for the sounds you make. "you're so tight... mmm... i can feel your pretty little pussy squeezing me. you're close, huh baby?"

mingi ~ mingi is unashamed of the type and amount of sound he makes, often using them as a substitute for words when he gets too worked up. he'll make quick, deep grunts when he fucks you, higher-pitched whimpers when you suck him off, and long, gruff moans when you fuck yourself on his dick. he loves the sound of your voice echoing in harmony with his. "mm, mmm, just like that, doll... ahh, yeah... take me down your throat..."

wooyoung ~ loud, loud, loud. in both the amount of moans and blabbering half-sentences you're able to get out of him, and in the volume of those sounds. wooyoung is shameless and unafraid to cue you (and your neighbors) in on exactly how he's feeling. on any given night, you'll hear him talking dirty, laughing, whimpering, moaning, and sometimes sobbing. "aaahhh, y/n, y/n, it's too much...! ah, ah, ah... mmm, so good..."

jongho ~ tries very hard to make as little noise as possible. he's rather shy and not always comfortable with that level of vulnerability, so he prefers to listen in on your sounds instead. also a master of dirty talk, he uses that skill to get the prettiest sounds out of you. of course, when he cums, he can't always hold back, and will let choked, high-pitched moans slip through. "mm, you feel so good... keep going, love... i'm gonna... ahh, aaahh...

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dancinglikebutterflywings · 1 month

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Act Natural | Choi Jongho

Pairing: Choi Jongho x Female!Reader

Request: From Anon

Synopsis: Using prompt - “Just be cool. Act natural.”

Warnings: None. This is a repost from my now deactivated blog.

Wordcount: 295

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“Just be cool. Act natural,” Jongho tells Y/N as if Yeosang and Wooyoung haven’t just caught them in a somewhat intimate position.

Y/N is cuddled up to her boyfriend on the couch, sharing a few kisses while a movie plays in the background. It isn’t odd for her to see the ATEEZ maknae like this, since he is her boyfriend, and he feels the most comfortable with her. But to everyone else, he’s the one who despised skin ship the most, him being the total opposite to Wooyoung when it comes to showing and receiving physical affection.

It did take a while before Jongho started showing you his affectionate side to her. Y/N being a very affectionate person (but not as affectionate as Wooyoung), she found it difficult at first. But they both quickly found a level they’re both comfortable with and it progressed from there. They agreed that public displays of affection are kept to a minimum, wanting to keep it as private as they can with him being a public figure.

Y/N roll your eyes at her boyfriend’s whispered words and gets up from the couch to get some more drinks and snacks. “It’s just Yeosang and Wooyoung.”

Jongho follows her into the kitchen. “One’s a chatterbox and the other doesn’t hesitate to call people out. One of them is bound to let it slip that they caught us on the couch.”

“How long have we been together?” she asked, turning to him, an eyebrow raised.

“Two years next month,” he says gesturing to his brain as if he’s saying, ‘See, I remembered.’

“Our relationship isn’t secret, baby bear,” she says. “It’s not the first time one of them has caught us being all cuddly and sweet and it won’t be the last.”

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blue bird — choi san, jung wooyoung

in which one of the most dangerous men in the city approaches you with an offer, but how would you have known it would turn into something more?

mafia boss!choi san x fem!reader x mafia boss!jung wooyoung. genre. fluff, smut, mafia au. warnings. explicit sexual content minors dni, unprotected sex, dom!san, dom!wooyoung, sub!reader, slight corruption, p in v, oral (f and m receiving), multiple orgasms, threesome, fingering, reverse cowgirl position, pussy drunk wooyoung??, subspace??, cum swallowing, san is a little mean, wooyoung likes to tease, lots of teasing, hair pulling, slight degradation, dirty talk like a lot of it, brief begging, praise, overuse of the word pretty, pet names (doll, princess, baby, pretty girl, good girl, baby doll, pretty little slut). i think that’s it but if i missed anything please let me know. wc. 6.9k.

lilo’s notes. hiii happy new year everyone!! this is dedicated to @garlichoisan, surprise! i was your secret santa :3 i’m sorry but i completely forgot to write angst and couldn’t find a way to squeeze it in, please forgive me 😭😭 i think i got a little carried away with the smut, it’s probably not my best since i’m not very experienced in writing it but i hope you like it and this as a whole!!

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choi san wanted you in a rather unexpected way.

not in a friendly way or a sexual way, but actually in a professional way. ever since he’d heard of what you, the so called “blue bird,” were up to, he knew you’d be a valuable asset. shortly after he heard about you, he was quick to tell wooyoung about what he had learned from idling in a bar he’d never been to.

it was an early morning. so early that the sun hadn’t risen yet, but that didn’t bother san. he preferred quieter, intimate spaces rather than the bustling clubs of grey city. as he sipped on his whiskey, the two men beside him got to talking. neither of them were very memorable, if anything they looked too similar; not intimidating in any way. still, he made a mental note of the guns attached to their hips. it was nothing very interesting, small talk from what he could tell. well, at least until they mentioned an odd name.

“did you hear what she did?”

“who?” one of them, the one with comically thick glasses, said as he blew out some cigarette smoke.

“well… ya know…” his voice lowered to a whisper, though in his drunken state it was less of a discreet whisper and more of a loud hiss, “the blue bird.”

he gave a sound of recognition. “wonderful heist, wasn’t it?”

“indeed,” he laughed, a deep chortle, “she was here tellin’ ricky all about it yesterday. flawless, flew in and out like a ghost.” he sighed blissfully, as if he had been there to watch you work.

now this. this is what caught infamous mafia boss choi san’s attention.

“more like a bird!” the bespectacled man nudge his friend with his elbow, a high pitched giggle leaving him. “get it? because she’s called bl-”

the friend held his hand up with a deadpan expression. “yes, i get it.”

the two men talked about you some more (“pretty thing she is, isn’t she?” “mhm, heard she’s actually quite sweet too. odd thing to hear about an outlaw.”), but san tuned them out again. with an important upcoming mission, he needed someone capable of doing exactly what these two men had described. he needed someone like you. preferably, you.

going off of what he had heard, he frequented that bar, hoping you’d happen to be there at the same time. he sat at the same seat at the same counter every night and always ordered the same thing. he noticed that after the first two nights he was there, no one really sat next to him. presumably because they recognised him and opted to avoid him instead of doing anything.

not that he cared, this part of town was known to be filled with people of the rebellious type; people like him who despised the government and would stop at nothing to take it down. if anything, they most likely respected him and his business. but alas, that doesn’t matter much in this particular story, does it?

wooyoung even offered to take turns visiting the bar, curious to see this mysterious person as well. but two weeks passed and no sign of you. most of the people there were the same every time he went, he was sure he would’ve noticed a new face at some point.

fortunately, his efforts became successful.

as usual, no one sat directly beside him, leaving one or two barstools between him and whatever other patron sat at the counter. or so he thought. the usual bartender passed him and came to a stop. confused and thinking the bartender stopped for him despite already sipping on his drink, san tilted his head. but it soon became evident that he wasn’t there for him, but rather for the pretty woman he didn’t notice sitting beside him.

“the usual?” the bartender asked, a crooked smile spreading on his face as he looked at you, his hands busy drying a glass.

san heard a brief chuckle beside him, prompting him to take a proper look at you. the first thing he noticed were your lips. plump and red, smooth lipstick. then the slope of your neck and shoulders, exposed by the thin straps of your silky black dress, jacket hanging by your elbows. the soft yellow-tinted lighting bounced off your rich skin and perfect hair in an almost hypnotising way. there was something enchanting about your aura, your posture, you.

he forced himself to look away, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

“yes, thank you.” you replied, nodding at the bartender as he turned to prepare your drink.

“one hot chocolate for our blue bird coming right up!”

blue bird.

this time san couldn’t stop himself from looking. so it was you.

the men from the other day weren’t lying when they called you a pretty little thing. you wore a silky black dress and a black fur jacket to protect you from the cold wind of the night. as his eyes roamed over you they got caught on your plump thighs. briefly, he wondered if they felt as soft as they looked but soon enough something else caught his attention. as you shifted in your seat, he caught a glimpse of the inside of your jacket, a quick glint reflecting from inside told him you were indeed carrying a weapon. he made sure to keep that in the back of his mind.

a man such as himself, wide shouldered and intimidating, was hard to ignore. if you didn’t notice him staring from the corner of your eyes, you were sure the heat of his stare would’ve burned a hole through your skin. needless to say, he had caught your attention as well, except you seemed to be better at hiding it.

once the momentary shock subsided, he smiled. the fact that such a dangerous person would regularly order hot chocolates from a bar was amusing to him.

noticing the change in expression, you glance at him. what the hell? seeing a man grinning at you was unsettling. a man with such broad shoulders who could probably easily overpower you. his face looked familiar, you realised, but couldn’t quite attach a name to it quite yet.

unsure of what to do and what this man may want from you, you turned away and engaged in a conversation with the bartender as he prepared your drink, all the while ignoring the man at your side. as soon as you finished your drink, you placed some cash on the counter and got up, swiftly walking out of the bar.

while your goal was to get away, you didn’t take the fact that he might follow you into account.

“don’t go yet, little outlaw, i’d like to talk to you about something.”

his voice was rather calm and even, but still left minimal room for discussion. you rolled your eyes before turning around with a completely different expression—eyes wide and innocent, lashes fluttering, eyebrows raised.

“you must be mistaken, sir, i have no idea what you’re talking about.”

he chuckled and took some steps forward and that’s when you recognised him. shit. he slowly walked over to you, speaking to you in that same calm voice with a sprinkle of cockiness somewhere in it. “playing dumb? really? for someone as smart as yourself i’d expect you to know that the 1 billion won bounty on your head doesn’t hide you.”

you sighed at his words, taking steps back to maintain the distance. there was no use continuing the innocent act, snapping at him, “what do you want?”

“do you know who i am?”

“of course i do, the whole city does. do you think i live under a rock?” you scoffed a laugh.

he dismissed your sarcasm, being used to having to deal with such cheeky mouths. “i have an offer.” when you didn’t reply, he continued. “help me and my… business partner with a heist.”

that was not what you expected.

“hmm… no, thanks.” you smiled up at him but nearly faltered as your back hit the wall of an alley you had unknowingly backed yourself into. you cursed yourself silently as he stood right in front of you, so close you had to look up to maintain eye contact.

“i wasn’t asking, darling.” he looked down at you, expression nearly sneering as he held an air of superiority about him. “you either agree or you’ll wake up behind bars tomorrow morning.”

“you can’t arrest me or turn me in, they’ll forget all about me since you’re the more wanted one out of the two of us.” you spoke matter-of-factly, a cocky tilt to the corner of your lips.

“i never said i would be the one to turn you in, little outlaw.”

“you know,” you hummed and moved your arms. his first assumption was that you were reaching for the dagger he glimpsed inside your jacket earlier, instinctively catching your wrists in his grasp as your words died in your throat and your breath hitched. he shifted his grip to place both of your wrists in one hand, holding them up above your head as his free hand nudged your jacket open, revealing the dagger.

he clicked his tongue patronisingly and fished it out delicately. his eyes shifted to yours, eyebrows raising in a silent question as he tossed the weapon over his shoulder. the metal blade clinked and echoed in the barren alleyway. he kept your wrists in his hold but lowered your arms, holding them at the height of your hips.

he leaned forward, speaking into your ear lowly as you suppressed a shudder. “you may continue.”

you glared at him and had the sudden urge to punch the shit eating grin off his face. “what’s in it for me?”

“um…” his face went blank and he leaned back to look at you, clearly not a single thought processing behind those cat-like eyes. “is there anything you want in particular?”

“protection.” you said simply, tilting your head.

“oh,” he nodded slowly, his brows furrowing in confusion but he kept his eyes on you. “but can’t you find that in any store?”

he felt a hit against his shin as you kicked him lightly. “ew not that. i meant… well, doing what i do, there’s a lot of people after me. you have the means to have some of your guys make sure i don’t run into any trouble.”

san nodded understandingly, loosening his grip on your wrists but not letting go. not that you minded. “that’s perfectly possible, yes.”

you exhaled, relieved. warm air fanning against his neck as you did so. “okay, then, i’m in. so what is it you need me to do?”

this time he released your wrists completely and took a step back, reaching into an inner pocket of his tailored suit and pulled out a little card with one hand as the other brought your hand up.

he brushed his hand over your closed fist, opening your fingers up to reveal your palm, placing the card in your palm before gently nudging your fingers to close over it. in a swift move, he turned your hand around and bowed forward, pressing a slow and soft kiss to your knuckles—eyes locked on yours as you stared back at him in bewilderment.

he lifted his lips, smirking at you as he straightened up, hands moving to the bottom of his blazer and tugging, stretching the wrinkles away. “i expect to see you tomorrow at dusk, little blue bird.”

with a wink, he turned on his heels and walked away. you watched him, listening to the echoing footsteps as he left the alley and disappeared around a corner, leaving you slumped against the cold brick wall with burning cheeks.

you weren’t sure what you expected when you arrived at the address on the card choi san gave you. perhaps an underground bunker that looked nothing like the breathtaking estate you stood in front of.

the building was tucked within a small forest far from the outskirts of night city. the architecture seemed foreign and classical, a building you’d roam through whilst listening to tchaikovsky or chopin—not a building you’d expect to scheme against the government in. though, you supposed in some aspects it fit the aesthetic san had going on. sipping whiskey in a fully tailored suit, the smell of cigarette smoke and mint heavy in the air around him.

you walked up to the grand double doors, taking a moment to admire the intricate carvings before ringing the bell. less than a minute later, the right door swung open to reveal a stranger.

he wore wide dark jeans and a black and white plaid shirt, the top few buttons undone to reveal his chiselled collarbones and practically half of his torso. his black hair was slicked back with a few strands framing his face with the dainty square glasses he wore, some hanging silver earrings on display. he was, completely objectively speaking, handsome.

his eyes roamed over you, taking in your appearance before smiling and crossing his arms, leaning his side against the door as he pushed his glasses up to rest on the top of his head. you noticed a mole on his face—a small dot just under his left eye. “so you’re the little outlaw san told me about, huh?”

“yes, and you are?” you knew who he was, of course, but pleasantries were pleasantries nonetheless.

“jung wooyoung, but you already knew that.”

you chuckled and put your arms up in surrender, “oh no, i’ve been caught.”

his laugh was rather high pitched as he ushered you in. “come in, it gets cold at night.”

he led you through the house, stopping by what he referred to as his office but really looked like a sitting room with soft lighting and a desk to grab some rolled up papers before continuing the walk. the interior was just as beautiful as the exterior; intricate paintings and marble floors. wooyoung smiled as he saw the awe-stricken look on your face.

he led you to another set of double doors, pushing both of them open and stepping through without looking back to make sure you were following. now this was an office.

your jaw nearly dropped as you walked into the room, spinning a full circle to gawk at the various bookshelves that lined the walls and high ceiling that looked like it came straight out of the sistine chapel. a large fireplace cast a warm, yet still dark, glow over the room, making it look that much more impressive. a graceful vintage couch with two matching armchair were placed in front of the fireplace, a glass coffee table nestled between the seats and the source of light and warmth.

the floor creaked with every step you took, being made of dark wooden planks instead of marble.

you flinched as you heard san’s familiar voice snapping you out of your stupor. “pick your jaw up, you might catch flies.”

at the sound of his voice, you whipped around and glared at him after quickly pulling yourself together. he was sat in a leather chair at his impressive desk, wooyoung sat (balanced) on the arm of the chair.

you walked over and stood across from them in front of the desk. “it’s a nice house, are you two the only ones that live here?”

wooyoung took the chance to answer. “sometimes. there’s six others that are part of our… syndicate, but they stay in other places, surrounding grey city.”

“enough of that.” san waved his hand dismissively and leaned forward. as he did so, your eyes were drawn to his chest. he wore a white button up, though it appeared to be a bit tight judging by the way the fabric around the buttons strained every time he moved. your lingering gaze didn’t go unnoticed, but neither of them brought it up. “woo, the plans, please.”

the plan was set to take place the months after you had met with them for the first time. this gave you three to prepare, to memorise the layout and every detail about the building you’ll be infiltrating. for this preparation, you frequented their estate often—nearly every day—and spent hours with them. two weeks in, they offered you one of their guest bedrooms to stay in.

at first wooyoung got on your nerves, but soon enough you grew accustomed to his antics—the clinginess, the teasing. eventually, you even found yourself liking it and seeking it out.

san was slightly more reserved at first, more serious. but soon he, too, let down his guard. encouraging words, affectionate touches.

the more time you spent with them, the more you found yourself relaxing, letting them handle you with care instead of pushing them away like you used to with so many people before them. and eventually you, dare you say, began liking them.

you couldn’t deny the way san’s sharp snd perceptive eyes made you want to squirm under his gaze as he watched you bend over his desk to point something out on the building’s floor plan. you couldn’t deny the way his gentle commands (“do this for me please.” “come here, princess.”) had butterflies roaring in your stomach.

and wooyoung. while san was indeed quite physically affectionate, it was nothing compared to wooyoung. lingering touches and smooth words. sometimes you’d be grabbing something in kitchen and he’d come by, pulling you aside by your hips to grab something. later that day you’d offered to cook something up for dinner, but he only tutted and lifted you by your waist to place you on the marble island counter (“i don’t trust you in my kitchen, baby. just sit there and look pretty for me, yeah?”). jung wooyoung was a flirt and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like it.

two days before the heist, you walked into san’s office after waking up and not being able to find woo. in the time you’d spent with them, you had learned that san acquired the bigger and fancier office by winning a game of rock paper scissors.

as you opened the door, the cat-eyed man looked up from whatever he was working on, smiling as he watched you yawn and stretch on your way over to him. he gave you a once over; you wore an oversized shirt, the collar shifted and hanging over one shoulder, the end of the shirt ending halfway down your thighs.

“sleep well?” he asked, putting his pen down as you stopped in front of the desk. he’d woken up not too long before you, still in his sleepwear, hair tussled but somehow still perfect.

you nodded, your voice soft in your sleepy state, “where’s woo?”

“he went out to get stuff for dinner,” he chuckled as he heard the slight concern in your voice. he pushed his chair back slightly and patted his lap. “come sit here while i work, princess.”

you grinned and walked around the desk, claiming his lap as your seat. you leaned back against him, back pressed to his front. he kissed your exposed shoulder chastely and got back to work. you tried to look down at his papers to see what he was doing, but the way his unoccupied arm wrapped around your waist and shifted you slightly (in a way that accidentally made his thigh rub against certain areas) had your mind going blank, unable to focus on anything other than his touch.

though you couldn’t see it, san also had a hard time focusing. every time you moved, your ass brushed over his pelvis. it was clear he didn’t think it through when he told you to sit on him since now he was having a hard time holding himself back, a bulge growing in his sweatpants.

you shifted again, trying to find a position where none of his body parts rubbed against your core, and he sucked a sharp breath in. his hands practically flew to your hips to hold you still.

“princess, i need you to sit still or i might go crazy, okay?” he spoke softly into your ear, hot breaths brushing against your skin and making you shiver, a fact he noticed and made him smirk. maybe he was already going crazy, but just a little more wouldn’t hurt, right?

he kept his lips by your ear for a moment before moving down slightly, placing them just below your earlobe. it was your turn for your breath to hitch, tilting your head to give him more space. he nearly groaned at the subtle act of submission, burying his face into your skin and kissing his way down to the crook of your neck.

time seemed to slow as his hands tightened on your hips, he scraped his teeth along your neck before biting down gently, not enough to hurt but enough to elicit a breathy whine. when the sound left your lips, he froze.

when you noticed he wasn’t doing anything, you whined again and rolled your hips over his pelvis, dropping your head back on his shoulder. the action surprised yourself too. you’d had sex, of course, but it was never a necessity for you. even when the opportunity presented itself, you wouldn’t chase after it. yet here you were, wordlessly begging him to continue. what had these men done to you?

“is this okay?” he whispered.

you nodded immediately, turning your head to look at him. his breath nearly caught in his throat as he saw the look in your eyes, illuminated by the soft glow of the fireplace—a silent plea for him to have his way with you, release the tension that’s built up over the previous three months. without waiting a second longer, he attached his lips to your neck again, a certain roughness to the way he caressed your skin with his lips and his tongue and his teeth.

you melted against him and let your eyes fall shut when you felt his hands slip shirt off, tossing it on his desk, and then rest against your bare waist, fingertips brushing over the skin making a shiver run down your spine. a voice that wasn’t his had your eyes flying open, your body freezing for a moment before you realised who it was.

“you two just couldn’t wait for me?” wooyoung pouted, leaning against the desk in front of the chair you and san occupied. san chuckled against your neck while you stared at wooyoung, dumbfounded, unexpected excitement stirring in your abdomen.

he looked from your face, to san’s smirk, and then down at the way your hips tried finding the right angle to grind on san’s lap. a dark chuckle left wooyoung’ slips and he leaned forward, hands coming to rest on your knees.

“need help with that, doll?” he tilted his head, a mocking pout gracing his lips as he cooed at you, one hand coming up to caress your cheek for a moment as he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

your eyes practically twinkled as you looked up at him, pupils dilated as you nod helplessly. wooyoung smiled and patted your cheek affectionately, pecking your forehead again before sinking to his knees in between yours and san’s legs, kissing his way down your body. your eyes tracked him and his slow descent, breath held in anticipation.

“cute,” he giggled as he eyed your pink panties, slipping them off your legs and tossing them aside. he hooked your legs on either side of san’s, spreading them apart, looking up at you. “just relax, be a good girl and keep your legs like that for me, yeah?”

when you nodded, he kissed your inner thigh followed by a quiet groan as he noticed the arousal dripping from your cunt. “oh, doll, you’re so wet.”

“hm, is she?” san chimed in, one of of his hands leaving your waist to dip down and casually slide a finger through your folds; from bottom to top, applying more pressure the further he slid. you prepared yourself for his finger to get to your clit but, much to your dismay, he removed his hand just before he got there. you suppressed the urge to glare at him over your shoulder. simultaneously, wooyoung began leaving pecks all over your inner thighs.

san hummed and pressed another kiss just below your ear, whispering, his voice thick with lust, “all that and we barely even started. what a pathetic, needy mess, huh?”

the way he said it made it clear he expected an answer from you, but with how wooyoung ran a single finger through your folds, you couldn’t do much but shudder and nod. san clicked his tongue and snaked his hands further up from your waist just under your breasts, fingers brushing circles over your nipples. he waited patiently to give you more time to answer.

wooyoung’s tongue slipped out to lick a stripe from your hole to your clit and both your brain practically short-circuited. the combination of the feeling of his tongue and his wide, glossy eyes peering up at you from between your legs sending your mind reeling. he groaned as he tasted you, swearing in his head that he’d probably finish in his pants within five minutes. a sudden pinch of your nipples had you snapping out of your trance.

“say it, princess.”

“ah- i’m a mess.”

“and why are you a mess?”

you opened your mouth to answer but your own moan cut you off as wooyoung began circling your clit with his tongue. san’s lips backed away from your ear and he looked down at wooyoung, signalling for him to stop by holding up his flat palm. your chest heaved with heavy breaths as wooyoung reluctantly removed his tongue and leaned back just an inch, giving you a moment to recover.

“he won’t continue until you tell me why you’re a mess, baby.”

“because of you,” you whined, trying to press your hips closer to wooyoung’s face but to no avail as san moved his hands back down to hold you firmly by those hips he loved so much.

“good girl, that’s right,” he cooed into your ear, giving you a tender kiss. “you’re our pathetic needy mess, aren’t you?”

“your mess. i’m your mess.”

at the confirmation, san looked down at wooyoung and nodded. not even a second later wooyoung’s mouth was back on you. one of san’s hands stayed to control your hips and the other went back to massaging your breasts and tweaking your nipples.

wooyoung’s pace was relentless. he ate you out like a man starved, licking up all the juices that seeped from you while he made sure to nudge his nose against your clit repeatedly. when his mouth wasn’t at your entrance, he had his lips wrapped around your clit, alternating between rhythmic sucks and prods of his tongue, one of his fingers teasingly circling your hole.

he swore he could’ve gotten drunk off your taste, finding the way you writhed in san’s lap so cute. wooyoung momentarily removed his mouth from you once again, watching your face as he tentatively pushed his finger past your entrance. he spoke, voice somewhere between a hoarse groan and a sigh.

“fuck…”

you threw your head back on san’s shoulder, suddenly aware of the hard erection pressed against your ass. you tried to rock your hips just a bit, wanting to help him, but his fingers tightened on your hips.

“keep being such a good girl and i’ll fuck you so good you won’t remember your name, but i need you to be patient. okay, princess?”

your breath hitches and you nodded at his promise, your attention being drawn back to the man between your legs as he added another finger. your breathing grew erratic.

“mmm, so tight.” he groaned, eyes fixated on the way his fingers disappeared into your before slipping out again, more and more of your slick seeping out with each thrust of his digits. wet sounds reverberated through the room as you let out a silent curse.

you thought your noises were kept to a minimum, too embarrassed to really let loose, but as soon as he curled his fingers in you—easily finding that spongey sweet spot—a proper moan ripped itself out of you. and then his tongue was back on your clit, not as firmly as you would’ve liked but enough to draw out more moans and whimpers.

at first, he took his time, fingers thrusting in and out of you at a frustrating pace, tongue only lightly brushing over your swollen pearl. but soon enough, he sped up gradually until he reached a speed that had you crying out and arching your back with every inch that he moved. all the while san muttered encouragement into your ear.

“mhm, you’re taking his fingers so well, princess.”

“can’t wait to have my cock in your tight little pussy. don’t worry, we’ll make it fit.”

“look at you, being fucked dumb just from his fingers. you can barely even keep your eyes open, huh?”

you thought you were controlling yourself well but the moment wooyoung added a third finger, the stretch burning just slightly though your wetness kept things moving smoothly, the moment san spoke all those filthy words in your ear, you felt yourself crashing over the edge. it all felt so good you didn’t even realise you were climaxing until you felt yourself shaking and stars swarming your vision.

a high pitched cry ripped through your lips, moaning wooyoung’s name as he takes his fingers out so he can slurp up your release, groaning against you. you tasted so good and if he could, he would have bottled up all the sounds you made to listen to them before bed every night. san planted tender kisses to your jaw and shoulder as wooyoung eventually removed himself.

he looked almost as fucked out as you, drunk of the juices of your pussy as he slowly got up. he took your face in his clean hand and eagerly pressed his lips against yours, making you moan as you tasted yourself on his tongue. the two of you made out slowly, sloppily, and he slowly trailed his hands down. tracing the curve of your waist before settling his hands on your hips, guiding them to grind over san’s length.

you followed his lead, arching your back to position your pussy right over his erection. that seemed to have made san lose all his composure, rasping out harshly, “woo, please lift her up for a moment.”

moments later, you were back in his lap, this time his long cock buried deep in your cunt. his hands guided your movements, his thrusts matching the pace of the roll of your hips. though he wasn’t able to see your face, fucking you in a reverse cowgirl position, he could image how fucked out you looked. cheeks painted red, glazed over eyes, swollen lips, messed up hair.

wooyoung separated his lips from you, chuckling against your mouth. you struggled to kiss him, san feeling so good in you that you had a hard time thinking straight. “does he feel good, babydoll?”

you nodded and leaned forward just slightly to attach you lips to his pretty neck, mindlessly kissing and licking your way down to his collarbones. wooyoung tilted his head back, another dark chuckle. he thought you were so cute—making sure to give him attention even though you were bouncing in another man’s dick. said man groaned and slumped back in the seat at the change of angle as you leaned forward, not pausing his movements once. ever since he first bottomed out in you he had trouble putting together sentences.

your fingers fiddled with the buttons of his shirt. most of them were undone anyway, he liked it like that when he wore button-ups, but you wanted it completely off. he noticed your trembling hands struggling and took over for you, ignoring the buttons and just pulling off the shirt. your eyes roamed over him, jaw slack.

“you’re so pretty, woo.” you whispered after burying your face in his neck again, any filter you had on your words completely gone.

“i think you’re pretty too, doll,” he chuckled into your ear. “so pretty getting off on me and sannie at once.”

you leaned back and looked him over, darting between his eyes and the erection straining against the trousers with pleading, half closed eyes. it didn’t take a genius to figure out what you wanted, making him coo as he understood you.

“oh, you want my cock? you wanna suck it? just one shoved inside you doesn’t satisfy you enough, huh, you pretty little slut?”

your head empty, unable to focus on anything other than the two men you were trapped between, you nodded. san groaned as he felt your walls clench around him.

“fuck- she likes that.”

“is that so?” wooyoung straightened up and grinned down at you, holding your jaw in his hand. “well, then, go ahead, doll, do as you please.”

at he sound of his permission, your hands found their way to his trousers, undoing the fly and letting them fall to the ground. you could already see the shape of it through his boxers, but didn’t pause to inspect it, hooking your fingers on his waistband and pulling it down to release him.

while his length was impressive, it didn’t look quite as long as san’s but rather thicker. compared to every dick you’ve seen, you decided jung wooyoung had a pretty one. the blushing tip leaked precum that you smeared around to stroke him slowly.

you looked up at him every time you tried something new with your hands, looking for his reaction—running your thumb over his tip, squeezing lightly as your hand moved down. no mater what you did, it elicited a deep moan from him. you looked entranced as you watched the way his eyelids fluttered in pleasure. you leaned forward (both you and san moaning and shuddering at the change in angle), pressing a kiss to his tip.

this new angle had san pounding against your sweet spot repeatedly without fail, making you suddenly feel like jello. still, you tried your best to focus on the task literally at hand.

wooyoung noticed your lack of concentration, threading his fingers in your hair and gently pulling to make you look up. he pouted at you mockingly. “can’t think straight enough with sannie’s cock stuffed in you? it’s ok, doll, you look so pretty and fucked out i could cum just from looking at you.”

you shook your head and pushed forward, wrapping your lips around his tip and sinking your mouth down on his length to the best of your abilities.

wooyoung groaned, “that’s it, doll, there you go. you can take just a little more, can’t you, pretty girl?”

eager to please him, you took as much of him in your mouth as you could. you felt him hit the back of your throat and pulled back, coughing around his length. he slipped his hand out of your hair and stroke your cheek, prompting you to glance up at him.

“you’re doing well, doll, just remember to breathe through your nose. i know you can take me just a bit deeper.”

you nodded at his words, swallowing a little more, and wrapped a hand around the rest that you couldn’t fit, stroking him slowly as you led your mouth get used to the feeling. truth be told, you hadn’t given anyone head before, completely relying on your intuition now.

“yeah, there you go, my pretty little doll. i knew you could do it.”

as you mouth worked on wooyoung, you felt that familiar knot tightening in your abdomen. san must’ve been close too, letting out a hearty groan as he gripped your hips tighter and thrusted up into you faster. every time he pulled you down and snapped his hip up to meet you, the lewd sound of his skin slapping against your and his balls hitting your clit had you whining against wooyoung’s cock.

he sucked in a sharp breath, shuddering before cooing down at you. “what was that, doll? i couldn’t quite hear you.”

you continued with the sucking and stroking until you thought it was impossible, repeatedly shaking too much to keep a steady pace. but you could tell wooyoung was close judging by his sounds and pulsating, and still wanting to please him, you kept your lips around his head as you hand stroked him as fast as you could.

moments later, his body tensed and he came into your mouth. the thick, slightly salty substance ran down your throat as you swallowed it all down. when you were sure he was done, you pulled yourself off him. wooyoung looked ready to pass out, leaning against the desk and staring up at the ceiling as he panted, catching his breath. silent curses left his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut.

now with wooyoung taken care of, you leaned back against san, revelling in the feeling of him pounding into you as you felt yourself coming closer and closer to the edge. you heard him gasp by your ear and you clenched down on him.

“f-fuck… i’m gonna cum.”

oh how san loves fucking you. loves the way your walls flutter around his cock. loves all the sounds you make that he was sure you weren’t even aware of. how you writhe and jerk and shudder and whine and moan and he could go on for days.

“please, sannie,” you whined softly, “please, fill me up, please please please.”

that was the last straw. the desperation in your voice has his stomach flipping and he came just as you finished your begging. a shiver ran down your spine as your body went limp. he kept himself buried in you as one of his hands slide down to rub quick and tight circles on your clit, quickly bringing you to an orgasm that had your eyes rolling back in pleasure.

once all three of you calmed down and got cleaned up, you found yourself relaxing on san’s lap again. this time, you were on one of the couches in the living room as wooyoung sat beside you. while you were in the shower, he cooked up some instant noodles, feeding them to you now.

a hand stroked the outside of your thigh comfortingly as you slurped down the last of the noodles, you recognised it as san’s hand. your legs still felt like jello and you cuddled into him as wooyoung got up to put the bowl away. you felt san press a kiss to the top of your head, practically cradling you.

“you did well, my little blue bird,” he whispered against the crown of your head and pulled you closer, “i could stay like this all day.”

“too bad because it’s my turn now.” wooyoung buckled as he returned, collapsing on the couch and snatching you of san’s grasp without warning. he stuck his tongue out at san as he held the back of you head and pressed your face into the crook of his neck, making you giggle.

san whined and reached his hands out to grab you again only to be swatted away by woo. “hey! no fair.”

“yes, it is fair,” wooyoung giggled, “you’ve had her on your lap long enough.” his best friend glared at him and muttered something under his breath as he looked away with his arms crossed.

“oh, you big baby,” you laughed as you turned your head to look at him. extending you hand to pat his knee.

san’s eyes flashed as an idea lit up in his head. he grinned as he wrapped his arms around both you and wooyoung. you weren’t sure how it happened but next thing you knew, all three of you were laying down on the couch, the two men sandwiching you lovingly.

you felt yourself blush and your brain going blank. wooyoung laughed at the expression on your face, leaning forward to kiss you until san reached over and flicked his forehead. they proceeded to argue about who should be able to kiss you more as you sighed contentedly. you realised there was no other place in earth you’d prefer to be in more than right here, nestled between the two men who you knew would take good care of you.

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k-hotchoisan · 2 months

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🩷stay perverted: the masterlist🩷

for all your perverted desires of Ateez being fucking perverts; the masterlist—because since I’ve already written for Wooyoung & Seonghwa, might as well write for the whole fucking group 🌶️ + a small treat for 1.5K followers (thank you🩷)

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⚠️ General warnings: Ateez are fucking perverts, smut, pwp, hella orgasms and cum, whining, whimpering, unprotected sex

🩷 wetting your lips—HONGJOONG

🩷 heavy and sticky—SEONGHWA

🩷 body language—YUNHO

🩷 vanilla and cream—YEOSANG

🩷 the scentist—SAN

🩷 under the sheets—MINGI

🩷 to the side/from the back—WOOYOUNG

🩷 touch and sketch—JONGHO

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ateezreactionsandscenarios · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 8 - Vanilla Sex

Pairing: Choi Jongho x Reader

Genre: Smut

CW: Praise, oral (F receiving), creampie.

Word Count: 1872

Summary: You were both far from inexperienced when it came to sex but with this being your first time together it was best you take it slow and sweet.

Prompt List MasterList Kintktober 2022 Buy me a Coffee

You turn over in bed at the sound of Jongho coming in, lifting your head slightly to look over to him. “Sorry baby did I wake you?” He whispers freezing in place. You shake your head in response as you sit up. “I couldn’t sleep.” You pout holding your arms out for him to go to you. “I’m sorry, practice went on a bit longer than planned, Mingi was struggling with his part so we all pitched in to help him.” He pulled you in close to his chest for a short hug before kissing you lightly on the head. “I’m just gonna go shower real quick and I’ll come join you.”

The soft sound of the shower would have been enough to lull you to sleep but in this instance the cold spot in the bed next to you kept you awake as you waited for Jongho. Thankfully you didn’t have to wait too long as moments later he emerged from the bathroom sporting just a pair of shorts. You felt the bed dip next to you as he climbed in pulling you in close to his chest. You felt safer than ever before being enveloped in his warmth as he peppered kisses from your cheek down to your neck innocently. That’s exactly what it was, innocent, he wasn’t expecting anything to go further he was happy showering you with love until a small whine escaped you as his lips brushed over the sensitive spot on your neck that made you crumble. Your eyes widened once you realised what you did, it came out of nowhere and was completely out of your control, Jongho seemed to notice too as he stopped all movement. “Y/n?” He questioned knowingly. “I’m sorry, it just slipped out.” You laughed nervously hoping you didn’t make him feel uncomfortable. “It’s okay, if I’m honest...it was pretty hot.” You could feel him smirk against your skin as he went back to kissing your neck making sure to stick to that one area.

The heat pooling between your legs became too much to handle but your nerves stopped you springing to action. It felt different with Jongho, you were nervous for your first time with him, stupid scenarios filling your mind constantly questioning if you’re good enough. You take a deep breath pulling yourself together before rolling over to face him, capturing his lips in a sweet but deep kiss, you took your own breath away and only hoped you did the same for him. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in as close as he could possibly get you, while the other found it’s place on your neck as he lightly ran his thumb over your cheek. Everything was so sweet you didn’t expect the turn it took when he started to deepen the kiss, showing just how desperate he was for you.

Running his hand up your side, caressing the bare skin of your waist, your breath hitched at the contact. “Shit, I’m sorry. Too far?” Jongho asked worriedly, stopping all movement scared he crossed a boundary. You shook your head smiling, wishing he’d carry on but when he didn’t you took matters into your own hands, running your hands down his torso sending shivers down his spine. Taking his time he slowly lifted your shirt over your head, making sure to keep a close eye on your expressions waiting for a sign to stop, he didn’t want to rush you or make you feel pressured, he was happy to stop when ever you wanted. With your shirt discarded at the side of the bed he took another moment to pull you into another kiss, lightly running his tongue at your bottom lip testing the waters. You happily accepted welcoming him as you let him lead the kiss, the moment didn’t call for hot and heavy, this was slow and you were more than happy with the pace.

Jongho’s hands slowly crept to the waistband of your shorts stopping as soon as they got there. “Can I?” He asked against your lips, his never leaving yours. “Please.” You sigh out pulling your hips back slightly to give him room to move. Hooking his finger over the band of both your shorts and underwear, both garments were tossed to the side joining your shirt at the side of the bed. You palmed him over his shorts feeling how hard he’s already become and you’ve only really kissed. You were cautious with your movements, nerves still with you ever so slightly but your confidence was picked up once you felt Jongho roll his hips into your touch, groaning with every small movement you made.

Jongho rolled you over so you were on your back, slotting himself between your legs he held you close, the slow and sweet kiss contrasting with the way he rolled his hips over your exposed core trying to gain some friction. “Jongho...please.” You whimper with big eyes. He can’t stop searching your face for signs of discomfort even when you ask him to carry on. “Are you sure? We don’t need to jump into this if you don’t want to.” His hand caressed your cheek as he spoke. “I want to, I really want to.” He gave you a small nod before sitting up, ridding himself of his shorts finally letting himself spring free.

He didn’t move for a short while, taking in the sight of you in front of him, it was new and something he knew he’d never grow tired of. “What’s wrong?” You ask a little worried as to why he wasn’t doing anything. He gave a small smile as he ran his hands along your thighs, inching ever so close to your core before pulling them back down and repeating. “You’re so beautiful.” You blush at his words covering your face a little embarrassed, but in doing that you didn’t see how he dipped his head down between your legs. You jolt up once you felt the wet muscle of his tongue lick a long stripe along your slit, your heart pounding out of your chest at the new sensation as a soft moan melts from your mouth. Unconsciously you rock your hips into his face needing just that little bit more and lucky for you he took the hint quickly, letting his tongue slip deeper into you finally putting all his focus on your clit as he slowly rolled his tongue in circles around it, gently sucking every now and again just enough to make you gasp and melt into his touch. Jongho kept his hands on your thighs keeping you spread open for his as he gently kneaded into the flesh adding to the already head spinning sensation.

You felt your high approaching but it went as quickly as it came as he brought his face back to yours, kissing you gently letting you taste yourself, you didn’t stop the small moans as he kissed you lining himself up with your entrance. He pulled away from you once again looking you in the eye before he spoke. “Please tell me if you want to stop, I don’t care when, if you want to stop tell me.” Your heart fluttered, he was so caring always making sure you were happy, you wanted nothing more than for him to fuck you right now and you’ve made that clear but the fact he was still making sure made you fall for him even more. “I will I promise.” You whisper giving his nose a little kiss as you smiled.

Small moans filled the room as he slowly sunk into you, filling you all the way. He made sure not to move just yet, cupping your face in both hands as he pressed a comforting kiss to your lips helping you adjust. You give a small nod into the kiss signalling for him to move. His hips moved slowly to start with, pulling out half way to then slowly sink back in fully. For some reason this type of sex with Jongho was different from what you had experienced with other partners, with them you wouldn’t be quite satisfied but with him it was a whole new sense of euphoria, the love he poured into each kiss, touch and thrust sent new waves of pleasure through you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as your arms did around his neck, trying anything you could to get him as close to you as possible. The moans falling from the both of you was all that could be heard in the room as his pace slowly picked up, the sound of skin hitting skin, his small groans into your neck and your whines getting progressively louder as his cock started to graze your sweet spot with each thrust making your toes curl. It baffled you as to why you’d left this so long, it was a whole new level of pleasure and love, something you’d been missing out on. “You feel so good...So good for me.” Jongho praised through breathless pants as his hips found their rhythm pounding into but still keeping it all soft and sensual. You couldn’t respond, mind hazy from the pleasure and the feeling of the knot building once again as you unconsciously clenched around him now and again. “I fucking love you.” He breathes out trailing kisses along your neck as you weave your fingers through his hair. “I love you too...so much.” Your words were getting caught in your throat as your eyes started to roll back the knot threatening to snap. “Jongho...I...” He swallowed your moans with another deep kiss before pressing his forehead to yours. “Me too baby.”

You’ll never get over the way he looked in that moment, his cheeks flushed pink as his brows furrowed in pleasure wanting to cum just as much as you did but at the same time never wanting the moment to end. Your high building fast as he continuously hit your sweet spot had you seeing stars and you hands slightly pulling on his hair desperate to grab something, anything. Your orgasm hit you hard, clenching around his cock bringing him to his edge as you cried out his name burying your face in his neck as you came down from your high. It took mere moments for him to follow behind you, shuddering slightly as he filled you with a deep groan.

You both stayed tangled the way you were for a while, both recovering and catching your breath. The room silent and still, filled with the smell of sex and the light sound of your breathing which soon after turned into breathless giggles once you both decided to look at each other. You couldn’t help but drink up the way the other looked, both with your flushed fucked out faces, a new sight for your both but soon to be a regular sight. Climbing off you and settling at your side Jongho propped himself up on one elbow using his other hand to hold your face as he took in every tiny detail. “I’m so lucky.” He whispered before pecking your lips. What he didn’t know was you felt even luckier to have him.

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sanjoongie · 1 year

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FFF~ Day 25

♡Pairing: Kang Yeosang x Reader (f) x Choi Jongho

♡Genre: smut with no plot

♡Au: gladiator

♡Word Count: 1,947

♡Warnings: roman slavery, strength kink, size kink, exhibitionism, Voyeurism, oral (f receiving), breast play, spanking, threesome, spit roasting, deep throating, auralism, cum eating, penetrative sex with no barrier, mfm orgasms

♡Rated: 18+ MDNI

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You walked around the villa with a tray full of wine goblets with ease. You had been trained your whole life to be graceful and careful, as the personal slave of the Domina. This estate was where gladiators were born. Slaves were acquired, trained and churned out in the arena with great success. This is how your Dominus acquired most of his wealth and prestige.

Hence, the large party that was being thrown. A roman dignitary was in town and your Dominus was more than eager to impress the Senator. Perhaps if the Senator grew interested in the man that groomed gladiators, your Dominus could receive the senator's patronage, increasing his wealth and prestige even more.

“Petal, come here,” Your Domina summoned you from across the open courtyard.

You weaved your way through the crowd to come to the side of your Domina. “Yes, Domina?” You replied sweetly.

“I require your services, Petal.” Your Domina looked you straight in the eye. “The senator has certain tastes that he wishes fulfilled. We would put on a demonstration for him.”

You perked up. As you had grown up here, you enjoyed watching the gladiators. “Shall there be a demonstration of power?” Not to mention, seeing the men with their greased up muscles put on display was a pleasure on its own.

Your Domina shook her head. “No, Petal. He is looking for a demonstration of carnal activities.”

You cocked your head curiously, “Do you want me to stand by his side in case he needs more wine?”

Your Domina cupped your cheek. “No, sweet girl, I am wondering if you would like to participate. The senator has requested two of the most built gladiators but he wishes for a woman of small stature between them. Would that please you? It will be a public display, so you must keep that in mind.”

Your eyes hit the dusty floor. “Who are the gladiators?”

“Yeosang and Jongho,” Your Dominia replied immediately.

You gasped in delight. “Oh, but they have such pretty muscles!”

“I would not ask this of you if I did not think you were up to the task. I know it is not a typical request for you, but it would please the senator if you took part. If not, I can pretend you are sick with having snuck some sips of wine. It matters not to me either way.”

You were so thankful to have a Domina who cared for you. Not all slaves were so lucky.

“Domina, I will do it,” You said with increased fervor.

“Are you sure, Petal?” Your Domina checked one last time. When you nodded, she smiled in thanks.

The set up was a simple one: a chair was set up for the senator and then a pile of blankets and pillows were laid out in the courtyard before him. You nibbled on your lip, eyes searching for the other two that would join you. Jongho had a stoic face, pulling and tugging on his armor. A servant with a jug of oil was begging him to let them remove his armor and apply it to his skin but he was ignoring them. Yeosang was laughing and joking with a few nobles as a servant ran their hands up and down his arms to oil them up. The two couldn't have been more different and yet… They were still gladiators of the arena, ones worthy of note and prestige.

Your Domina clapped her hands and smiled as if she was on stage putting on a great comedy. “Ladies and Gentlemen, due to our esteemed Senator, we have some entertainment for you this evening.” The remainder of the watchers gathered closely, their whispers settling into quiet curiosity. “You watch our gladiators work in the arena, muscles gleaming from sweat and blood, but we wish to give you a more intimate view; one in which their muscles will still do the work, but perhaps using ones that aren’t necessary in the arena."

You walked into the center of the blankets and pillows. The senator sat down on his chair and his eyes raked in your small form. "This one pleases me," He announced his approval, deep voice rumbling through the crowd.

Jongho stepped to your side and then Yeosang. Jongho pounded a fist to his chest; a salute to his Dominus, who was at the side of the senator. Yeosang wound an arm around your shoulders and drew you into his body.

"See how tiny my slave is between these mighty gladiators," Your Domina smiled wickedly. "You may begin."

Yeosang reached for your robes first, pulling the ties at your shoulder and it fell to the floor immediately. His lips curved into a smile at the reveal of your body. One of his hands cupped your breast, rubbing his thumb over your pebbled nipple. You whimpered at the direct contact.

"So responsive," Yeosang chuckled.

Jongho's hands curved around your hips from behind. His mouth found the shell of your ear and he spoke lowly into it. "Is your cunt as responsive as your mouth?"

You cocked your leg and allowed access to your lower half. Jongho's fingers played along your lower stomach but only teased your outer lips with light touches. "Do you actually want this?" He teased you.

You nodded but made eye contact with Yeosang. He cupped both of your breasts and squeezed. Your back arched into his touch and another whimper left your mouth.

"See how both the gladiators circle her like they are sizing up a potential opponent," Your Domina spoke.

Jongho's fingers finally dipped to your core and he brought them up to your eye level to show you just how wet you actually were. "Such an eager whore, are we? Is it your first time being shared between gladiators? Do we turn you on that much?"

Yeosang dropped to his haunches, putting his face level with your cunt. "You can entertain her upper half," Yeosang offered, his deep voice going even lower, "I'll take care of this half."

Yeosang threw one of your legs over his broad shoulders and began to lick your cunt like he was starving and you were the first body of water he had come across. His hands kneaded your thighs, showing you how much strength was in his hands and arms alone. Jongho tipped your head back, wrapping his arms around your ribs and lifting you off your feet. You began to exchange sloppy kisses as his hands tickled your ribs. Yeosang was direct to the point, licking your clit and making you moan into Jongho's mouth, your weight settling on his shoulders, neck muscles flexing under your thighs. Jongho, on the other hand, teased the skin under your breasts until you broke the kiss you two were sharing and begged for him to play with your nipples. He simply teased around your areolas, showing how gentle he could be by holding his strength back.

Your Domina ordered for the next part to play out. "And, like every fight, they draw their swords to conquer their foe."

Yeosang set you down to stand up and unwind the clothing around his lower half, revealing a long, curved rod to the audience who began to titter. "Even his phallus is curved as if the gods themself carved him," Your Domina said pointedly.

Jongho didn't remove the hard-boiled leather chestplate he adorned but his arms flexed and his leather skirt dropped to show that he was not as long as Yeosang but thick enough to make you gulp. "He may very well cleave his foe into two," The senator laughed.

Then both gladiators shared your body. Jongho was assigned to your cunt by the senator and Yeosang to settle into your mouth. Even with the aid of being beyond wet, it was still a struggle for Jongho to sheathe himself inside of you. You could hear him hiss and grunt as he held his strength back and waited for you to stop clenching so hard down on him. Yeosang patiently fucked the soft skin of the inside of your cheek, cupping your face and smiling down at you like Adonis. Once Jongho was fully inside of you, he slapped your ass and made you cry out with Yeosang in your mouth still. At your shout, Yeosang began to fuck your throat. The two of them plunged in and out of you with an eager pace.

You didn't know which way was up and which way was down. All you could focus on was the growing pressure in your stomach that Jongho was stuffing you so damn good and then breathing when Yeosang pulled his cock from your throat. Listening to Yeosang's melodic groans as he enjoyed your throat was a pleasure in of itself, especially when you cupped his balls and played with them.

"Look how she takes both of them. That is a direct lesson for all: size never dictates an outcome," Your Domina said with great flourish.

Jongho was breathing heavily behind you, his fingers squeezing your ass and hips at such a pace that you figured that he was just as close to his orgasm as you were. Yeosang was slightly ahead. He grabbed the back of your head and held you down on his length as he spurted down your throat. You didn't even have to swallow, his load simply shot down your throat. He moaned and moaned and moaned as his climax ran through him, making your pussy throb at the noise.

Jongho growled and yanked you off of Yeosang. Yeosang's remaining seed spurted on your face as you braced yourself to move to the floor with Jongho. You had no choice as the gladiator pushed your body to lie face first and his hips snapped into your ass at such a ferocious pace that you felt yourself come undone for him. Jongho shouted in victory, burying his cock deep inside of you and then slowly thrusting through his climax. You were not doing any better, squealing into the blankets and pillows below you, feeling well used.

The senator stood up and clapped. "What a performance."

Your Domina bent her neck in acknowledgement. "Now, like every battle the gladiator fights in his life, there must be a winner. I think the award should be having my beloved slave for the entire night at their disposal."

You had a hard time finding the energy to sit up to see how your fate was about to be sealed but you did so nonetheless.

"Will it be the handsome gladiator who couldn't be built with less perfection," Your Domina raised a hand to Yeosang first. "Or, should it be the animalistic gladiator who was able to find his own release and sent my Petal to her climax as well."

The crowd were loud for both gladiators so it came down to the senator's pleasure. "I think that any gladiator that can bring the person he is with to climax deserves an award."

Yeosang bowed graciously, melting into the crowd while Jongho offered you a hand up. He grinned, making his eyes small. "Seems like you are mine for the evening, Petal."

"If what you just did is any indication for what I can expect until the sun comes up, I would let myself into your cell every night," You proclaimed earnestly.

Jongho leaned in to speak directly into your ear once again. "I will fuck you up against the wall holding you up with just my arms. I will use that sweet pussy of yours like it is just a hole for me to use. You haven't even seen the beginning of what I'm capable of."

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