#dilf!ateez

[jeon-ify]

・┆✦ strawberry fanta - 𝐣. 𝐰𝐲 ✦ ┆・

✎ 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 :: ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 :: your husband just wants to please you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 :: dom!wy, sub!reader, soft/rough?sex??, dumbification, bimbo!reader, degradation, reader is 20 here, wooyoung is LOUD, wooyoung is like 35 here, reader has daddy issues and wy “makes fun of her”? idk read and u’ll understand, orgasm denial, breeding kink, breast play, bulge kink, crying, spanking, nicknames (dirty, bunny, kinky, pretty, doll, cute, darling, etc), moaning, female anatomy. if i missed anything…… idk

“wooyoung, please. just let me finish this study guide and i promise you i’ll do whatever you want me to.” you rubbed your forehead in stress, wanting your husband to just let you finish your work.

it never occurred to him that you had exams this month, or that you were so overwhelmed with the end of the semester coming and having to transfer to another university.

“it’s not due until the 27th, it’s only the 2nd, baby. just let me help you relax.” his hands slid up your shoulders, pressing against the tension in your neck and massaging the area to release the pressure. you threw your head back in an instant, curious as to how good he was at massaging you. you moan out softly, earning a soft sigh from the man behind you.

“yeah? that feel good, bunny? where else do you want it?” he moans in your ear, knowing exactly what he’s doing. he smirks from behind you, bringing his lips closer to your ear. “asked you a question, baby. help me make you relax. where else do you want me to massage?”

his deep and silky voice made you clench, his warm and dominant voice made you moan out again, already being worked up. it wasn’t long before the word slipped out, it wasn’t your fault either. it was wooyoungs fault for making you a mess, whimpering out “inside~”

“no baby, you have to study for your exams, right?” he pettily responded, lifting his soft hands from your bare shoulders. he deeply chuckled, watching how angry you got.

you rolled your eyes and attempted to continue your studies, but the thought of wooyoung all over you made your brain foggy and your panties wet. he walked away from you, going to pour himself a cup of strawberry fanta from the large black fridge. he takes a sip loudly, announcing that the drink was indeed good. “so good. you should come have a taste, darling.” you peeled your eyes from the notebook, walking towards wooyoung as he brings the cup to your puffy lips. you take a sip of the sugary strawberry soda, looking wooyoung right in the eyes as you dart your tongue out and lick up the drink you’d gotten on your mouth. he watches with his mouth agape, his cock hardening at the sight of your satisfaction. he places the cup on the counter with his eyes still on yours, walking you backwards against the kitchen counter.

“how long i’ve waited for you to finish, darling. what’ll it take for you to drop out and let me have this pussy all day?” he breathes into your mouth, his strawberry scented breath makes your eyes roll back in arousal, the sweetness making your head shake.

“words, pretty. i need to hear them.” you struggle to form the words, but nonetheless, the courage builds up somewhat.

“n-nothing, i’m all your— ohh fuckk,” your voice becomes an octave higher, wooyoung smirking to himself in faux surprise. his fingers make their way into the basketball shorts you had on that belonged to wooyoung. he dips his fingers into your panties and strums on your clit like he’s playing your favorite song. he strums and plays, listening to the tune of your strawberry-sweetened voice.

after what felt like hours of him teasing you, he finally plunges his veiny fingers into your sopping cunt. the gasp he elicits makes your body shake. “shit, baby. all this over a massage? let me see. open your legs, dirty girl. c’mon. atta girl,”

you pry your legs open as wooyoung gets on his knees before you, lifting you up effortlessly to sit on the counter. he slides off the shorts and panties in one take, leaning to plant a kiss on the base of your inner right thigh. he travels upwards, stopping at the top of your pussy. he blows cold air, darting his tongue out to lightly lick at your clit. he reaches for the cup of the pink soda by your side, taking some into his mouth, spitting it onto your bare pussy. the drink itself was ice cold, so the contrast made you shiver.

he could have sworn he was in heaven from how good you tasted mixed with the sugary drink. you throw your head back as you’re rested on your elbows. he licks up all the soda and precum that soaks your heat, plunging his tongue forcefully into your hole. he eats and slurps like he’s a starved man, holding your legs apart and using you for his own pleasure. his eyes are heavy as he watches your neck begin to glisten with sweat, and veins plump in your neck from the moans and breaths you let out.

“youngie- i’m cu-“ you shake immensely, reaching for his head in an attempt to push him away. he doesn’t budge— dipping his tongue further into your hole. he sucks and sucks on the base of your clit, his nose rubbing against your center. his hands grip the sides of your thighs, forcing them open to leave a hickey or two on either side of your thighs.

wooyoung loved marking you up— it was a kink of his. the feeling he gets when he knows that he did this to you and no one else makes his cock hard and his head spin. from the grape toned bruises on your chest to the fading yellow bruises on your neck speak volumes on what kind of sex life you’re experiencing with your man. hanging out with friends was hard when it came to having wooyoung as a husband. he let you go out only as long as people can see the marks he’d left on you.

“please, wooyoung. i have enough bruises—“ you’re cut off by a sharp slap to your pussy, your legs shuddering at the sudden pain.

“one more, baby.” he places one last suck on your thigh, standing up and lifting your shirt off. he takes a sharp breath in, watching how your nipples brush against the tanktop. you lay back onto the counter, wooyoung following you. he plants a kiss on your chin, trailing down and sucking in a generous amount of skin on your right tit. the area swells and bruises a light pink tint, forming another hickey.

undoing his belt, he unbuttons his trousers and untucks the black button up he had on and slides his length up and down your heat. you whine out, thrusting your hips upwards to meet his hips. he pulls away, making you aggravated. “god, just fuck me already! i need it, woo. please.” with no warning, he slides himself in all in one take. he gave you no time to adjust, immediately hitting your cervix.

“yeah? gave you what you wanted, pretty girl. so cute when you cry.”

“please, faster.” he wastes no time in speeding up his pace, making your back arch upwards. he pushes your stomach down, watching the way his cock bulges in your lower stomach. he smiles to himself as he continues his assault on your pink swollen pussy. he watches how your tears fall from your fucked out doe eyes, and how your heart beat can be heard through noise cancelling headphones.

your freshly done acrylics scratch at his back and shoulders, sending shocks of pleasure through his entire body, moaning just as loud as you are. you bite and suck on his shoulder in an attempt to stay quiet. it’s hard to be quiet when your husband is balls deep in you and he’s shushing you while doing so.

“shh, baby. you’re loud today. what’s going on?” faux concern masks the pleasure he’s experiencing at this given moment, making your pussy clench and shut around his length, earning a loud groan from wooyoung. “just feels so good,”

“you dirty girl, marrying someone 15 years older than you. are you not ashamed? the daddy issues in you, baby. i’ll give you all i have, precious girl,” you almost cry at the remark he makes, but he’s not wrong. you found wooyoung at a point in your life where you needed to rely on another man for comfort. now, you’re getting all the comfort you need, your husband being balls deep in you, about to bury his children in you. that thought alone makes you cum.

“i know, baby, i know. i’m gonna cum. let me fill you up, hm?”

he brings his fingers down to where your areas meet, rubbing and strumming your clit aggressively. you squirt all over his pelvis, gasping while your thighs begin to shake. he doesn’t stop fucking you— instead, his thrusts become quicker. he groans and pleas for you while you scratch at his shoulders and bite on his lower neck, trying to shut yourself up.

“y/n, shut your mouth. you’re too fucking loud.”

“i’m sorry, oh my god!” your eyes squeeze shut, white stars begin clouding your vision as you cum around your husband’s cock. he puts his hand over your mouth as he releases inside of you. he stills his thrusts, emptying all of himself into you.

the least of your concerns was getting pregnant with wooyoung’s babies right now. the only thing on your mind was one more orgasm after another.

“fuck, y/n. fuckk,” he continues to pound into you even after he’s finished. “give me one more, gonna pull everything out of you.”

you convulse around his length, overstimulated by all that he’s giving you. you attempt to push him away, but he only fights back. you can’t feel your thighs at this point. sweat begins to form around his entire face, the kitchen counter being soaked of your juices, with a good amount of droplets of sweat and cum. you don’t care— the man before you doesn’t seem to care either.

“tell me how good this feels, birdie. c’mon, let me hear you sing.”

you feel like you’re gonna explode from how good wooyoung is pounding you, your head spinning and your thighs giving out. wooyoung pulls out again, lifting you off the counter and making you bend over it. he grabs a fistful of your hair, making you arch up as he brings your head onto his shoulder. his cold chest makes your skin crawl while goosebumps envelop your body. “say it, girl. speak up.”

“so good! so good, fuck,”

you cum again, wooyoung watching your body twitch in overstimulation. he continues to push into you aggressively, landing a sharp slap to your right ass cheek. “so proud of you, look how good you’re taking- oh?” you throb and clench around his length at the words, wooyoung pausing as he notices the affect praise has on you.

“it really is the daddy issues in you. no ones told you that before, yeah?”

“yes! fuck, i’m cumming, please~”

wooyoung moans as he reaches his second orgasm of the night, pushing your back down and holding your head against the marble as he empties himself in you again. you try to catch your breath and calm yourself, but your thighs still shake. he gets on his knees behind you, lifting your right leg and licking up the juices that cover your pussy. he pushes his tongue into your hole to keep his cum planted in your hole.

“nice and pretty, did so good for me.”

oh. fuck.

#ateez #kpop smut #kpop #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung x reader #dilf wooyoung #ateez wooyoung fanfic #wooyoung fanfic #wooyoung #wooyoung smut #wooyoung x y/n

[yun-fangz]

dilf jongho x fem!reader, suggestive, mdni

note: jongho and the reader are not together, the sexual tension is VERY palpable though (pls... just get it over with)

not proofread pls don't come for me

thinking about dilf!jongho who takes notice of the big bow resting on your hair. when he questions you, you simply give him a small twirl showing it off to him.

"you like it?" you ask, batting your eyelashes at him and letting out a shy giggle.

like it? fuck, he loved it.. a little too much. he was obsessed with how much cuter you looked; with how the long ribbons ends cascaded down your hair. it started to give him ideas, he wondered how it would fly while he pounded you from behind-

"jongho?" you ask in the midst of his silence, effectively dragging him back to reality. you now give him a faltering nervous smile, "do you not like it..?"

he jumped to answer almost immediately, guilt soaring in his bones.

"i like it! i mean, i love it" he stumbles over his words, once again getting distracted by his own wild thoughts.

you take notice of the effect this has on him, the way his eyes rake over the hair accessory and eventually your own form. you let yourself form a tiny victorious smile as you let him run wild with his thoughts.

"you should wear these more often" he says absentmindedly, eyes now focusing on you as if he's trying to hold back. your smile deepens into a smirk as you think to yourself. it's working.

stepping back, you give him a final glance, that shy look once again plastered on your features. "thank you.." you said quietly, making a show to turn, allowing the bow to bounce and flop right back into place.

wear bows more often you thought to yourself as you walked away..

and so you did, and it tortured him to his core.

imma be honest i could not figure out how to end it so i hope this will suffice, let me know if you want other members or more jongho. 🥹

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[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

First!Time February: Fic 10

Soft Dom Yunho x Sub!fem reader

Requested by: @stardragongalaxy

Do you want me to write more fics where the reader is desperate and needy? Apparently you do because my Lee Know fic is now NO.2 on my top posts and it’s been less than a month!!

I could just write something called Desperate!June…maybe….maybe not.

Content Includes: ANGST!! Yunho and reader have a misunderstanding, Shower foreplay, fingering (Fem receiving) oral (Fem receiving), nipple play, size kink (duh, it's Yunho), corruption kink, size training (just the tip) kind of sex, unprotected sex (DON'T) cum play, reader is called 'princess'.

The themes in this fic are not toxic but they're not healthy either so just read with care.

Word Count: 1.2

The steamy mist of the bathroom walls filled the air as you quietly opened the door and closed it behind you, attempting to not make a noise and keep the surprise.

You were nervous and doubting yourself as you removed your clothes with hesitation, carefully placing them on the floor as you watched Yunho’s form through the translucent shower curtain.

‘Princess?’

Disappointment filled you as Yunho peeked out from behind the shower curtain, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

‘What are you doing?’

The last article of clothing was removed and you were now bare in front of him,

‘I don’t know, I just heard the shower and wanted to be with you’

Yunho held the shower curtain open for you and you could see the uncertainty in his gaze, perplexed by this very, very sudden change of behaviour.

‘Oh, you didn’t want to wait?’ He questioned,

You looked up at him with widened eyes and an unsure look on your face,

‘No’

Your fingers tentatively trailed up Yunho’s arms and you gasped as the water sprayed on you and you slowly…ever so slowly…pressed the side of your face against Yunho’s wet chest, clutching him against you.

There was a hidden reason why you entered the shower with Yunho as your heart leaped out of your chest and knots formed in your stomach.

You didn’t want him to leave.

Yunho didn’t react straight away to your touch and his body was tense and mind becoming unclear, he had just gone from thinking about nothing to thinking about how your warm, nude body is pressing against his and he has no fucking idea why.

‘I’ve never showered with anyone before’ You murmured against his chest,

‘I’ve always wanted to, I thought now was a good time’.

You and Yunho had been together for a few months now but it felt like he was slipping away from you, you were honest about how little and few your sexual encounters had been and he said he was fine with your inexperience.

But it seemed now he wasn’t fine.

His kisses and touching were few and far in-between and even when you initiated the making out, praised him with your adoration and gazed up at him like he hung the fucking stars.

It didn’t seem like it was enough.

You were desperate and desperation always means irrational and non-sensical thinking.

Your heart wasn’t enough, your words weren’t enough and your efforts weren’t enough (in your mind) so you were choosing to give him this…

Your body.

A gentle kiss was placed in the middle of Yunho’s chest as you tilted your chin to look up at him,

‘Can I kiss you?’ You asked shyly, attempting to crane your neck further upwards so he could get the hint.

‘Of course’

Yunho leaned down and kissed you eagerly as he set the pace, eager and demanding, he groaned into your mouth and you caught it with a sigh, letting him open your mouth with his tongue and his strong hands wander over your nude body.

‘What’s gotten into you? Is my princess feeling a bit needy?’ He teased, a soft smirk graced his features.

‘I just want you to touch me’ You responded breathlessly, ‘I’m ready’.

You weren’t entirely sure if you were ready for this, to enter into this level of intimacy but you wanted Yunho to feel desired and that you desired for him to touch you, to take your body in the hopes that he’ll stay and he won’t leave.

He cornered you against the shower wall and you gasped lightly at the cold tile against your back, he loomed over you and his arms caged you in, making you feel smaller than you already did.

‘You might need to be a bit more specific, love’ His lips were against your neck, whispering and murmuring.

‘What are you ready for?’

‘Whatever you want’

Time stood still as Yunho touched you and the next thing you knew you were bracing yourself against the wall as his tongue was on your clit and two of his fingers were scissoring inside of you, he was moaning against you as your fingers scraped against his scalp.

‘You’re so tight, I need to open you up, I don’t want to hurt you’

‘Yunho…omg’ You cried out in pleasure, your body jolting when Yunho’s tongue shifted from circling your clit to nibbling at the underside slightly, the tension in your core building.

‘Yun..I’m coming..I’m com-’ You moaned out as you climaxed against Yunho’s face, your hips pressing back against the tile as Yunho’s tongue licked the sensitive area clean.

Your hands clutched at Yunho’s biceps as he stood up with reddened cheeks and his mouth wet with your slick, his hair falling in his eyes.

‘I think that’s enough for today, yeah?’

Your eyes showed your discontent as you clung onto Yunho’s shoulders.

‘No…I want more, want to go all the way'.

There was silence as Yunho turned the taps off and he didn't look at you as he stepped out of the shoulder, wrapping himself in a towel and then holding out the second one for you.

You stepped into Yunho’s arms as he wrapped the towel around you, your chin wobbling as you felt him rub your shoulders.

'Are you going to leave me?’

Yunho stepped back and gazed down at you with confused eyes.

‘No, why would I?’

‘Because’ and you started to tear up, your lashes becoming wet.

‘You haven't been affectionate and you've been more quiet than usual, I thought you were getting bored of me because I don't have the experience other girls do at my age’.

Yunho’s eyes narrowed in concern,

‘No princess, it's not that, I just didn't want to tell you is all’

He reached out with his thumb to wipe a stray tear from under your eye,

‘Can we move to the bedroom first? I don't want to tell you while we're in the bathroom’ Yunho chuckled awkwardly, nodding his head towards the bedroom.

…

‘I haven't been touchy because I'm worried I'm going to hurt you’ Yunho sighed out and ran a hand through his damp hair, both of you sitting on the bed with your towels wrapped around each other.

‘I can't control myself during sex like I can with other things, I don't want to get carried away’

‘I don't care if you get carried away, I just want you’ You leaned forward to kiss Yunho’s gently, gazing up at him with as much love as you could muster.

‘Please? Don't make me beg more, just have me Yunho, have me’.

That response was enough to quickly reach over and kiss you, his hands pressed on your shoulders as you set yourself back on the pillows.

‘Here, put a pillow underneath you’ Yunho reached out to grab one and you eagerly removed your towel, causing Yunho to go ‘wow’ at the sight of underneath him.

He removed his and now he hovered over you, his legs in-between yours and resting on his knees.

‘Wait…can you come closer please? I want to feel you above me’

‘Anything for my Princess' Yunho smiled and adjusted himself so his hand was framing your face, the other on his cock.

‘Just the tip okay? Let's start with just the tip’.

You jolted slightly as Yunho pressed himself inside of you, both of you letting out a wanton moan as you felt him inside of you.

‘Fuck, that feels so good already' Yunho moaned out, his voice all gravelly and husky.

He widened your right thigh and moved it to his hip, causing the tip of his cock just to slide in a little more and you shuddered as he stretched you even further.

‘Yun…feels so good…I feel so full’.

'I’m not even halfway in yet Princess, here come look’

You tilted your head to see Yunho’s hand was still around his shaft and he was right, he was about ¼ in and you already felt like he was splitting you open.

‘I don't..I don't think I can take anymore’ You whined out, your mind becoming fuzzy.

‘We’ll stop here for now, besides I think we just broke your hymen Princess'

You let out a breathy laugh at that response,

‘Yay…not a virgin anymore!’ You chuckled, causing the severity of the moment to lighten up.

Yunho’s thrusts were tiny, he was more rocking his hips forward but you could feel how deep he was anyway, your hands clutching the pillow above you and you were sighing from the exertion.

‘Here’ Yunho panted out, grabbing your hand and kissing your knuckles ‘feel this’.

He placed your hand on your mound and you could feel his cock moving and you looked up at him in surprise.

‘Omg-whaaaa?’ You chuckled out in surprise as Yunho leaned in to kiss your forehead gently, the moment softening to something more gentle.

'You're taking me so well, we’ll keep trying until you can take me all the way’

‘I can't wait’ you beamed up at him and pulled him down to kiss you again.

A few more pumps were had before Yunho pulled out and released on your stomach, eyeing the sticky mess with a sense of ownership, feeling his possessiveness take over in his mind.

‘Such a dirty girl, letting me cum on you’ Yunho teased as he cleaned his cum up with a baby wipe, reaching down afterwards to place soft kisses along your stomach.

'But you're MY dirty girl, you can only be MY sweet, little princess’.

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[ja3hwa]

IT IS FINISHED! PART 6 OF THE DILF!HONGJOONG AU IS FINISHEDDD

5k words later, ahhh. But it's done! I'll have it edited and posted by tomorrow night, which is 11pm AEST. So that would be so that would be around 9am for my American followers, hehe.

Thank you, everyone, for being patient with me. I can't wait to show you this smutty part, hehe. ♡♡

#ja3hwa; updates #ateez #atz #dilf au #hongjoong smut

[brrrkdslek]

immortality. the one thing people wanted, the one thing everybody dreamed of. but is it as good as they say? it is fun to live decades on your own, seeing things grow and die? what if it was your lover?

your heart was pounding in your chest as you held hongjoong's weakening hand in yours. he had gotten old and weak with time, growing an incurable illness at 30, and now, in his death bed at 40.

over a decade with your lover. it sounds like a lot, but only felt like a few seconds. you wished and prayed that you would die with him in this moment, stay with him forever and hold his hand all the way to heaven.

oh, why? oh, why has the universe cursed me so? oh, why has the universe hurt my lover? couldn't they have hurt me instead? no, that wouldn't work because you're immortal, silly! there would be nothing to learn of if there was consequences donning on an immortal. but, what is the punishment? what do i learn from this?

do i perhaps learn to never wish so hard for immortality? do i learn to cherish things? do i learn to let go? what bullshit is that? you felt your heart shatter as your lover's bony hand come up to caress your face, same old smile adorning his face. the same one you've seen everyday for the past few years.

is this... what i deserved? is this the immortality i had dreamed of? is this life really that wonderful? "i love you..." you were about to reply, but you find the words stuck in your throat. is this the end? when will my end come? "my love..." those were the only words you could mutter before hongjoong took his last breath, hand sliding down your cheek before landing onto the bed with a 'plop'.

huh, what a life.

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[thelargefrye]

For fic title? “Honey Butter Biscuit”

HONEY BUTTER BISCUIT

pairing : fashion designer!older!hongjoong x fashion intern!f!reader genre : slight college au, finding your muse, slow burn, heavy angst warnings : language, aged up ateez (early 40s), legal age gap, suggestive content, family issues

“wow, duckie, that dress is beautiful!” wooyoung says, voice startling you as he hovers over your shoulder. “sorry— but hey is that for your schools fashion show you were telling me about?”

“y-yeah, we have to design and submit them in two weeks. i’ve started over like six times already,” you tell your mentor who gives you a tight lipped smile before he’s ruffling your hair.

“you shouldn’t worry about it too much. you have talent, my little duck. plus it really reminds me of hongjoong’s first design he did when he was in school,” wooyoung tells you and it makes your heart skip a beat when he compares your design to your hero’s.

“r-really? it does?” you ask and wooyoung nods before motioning you to come follow him.

“yeah he had made the dress for… ah, well it doesn’t matter anymore but i know hongjoong still had it somewhere in this building,” wooyoung says before he’s guiding you through familiar hallways, greeting everyone he sees with a happy voice.

you then realize he’s bringing you to unfamiliar territory in the company and you are taking everything in with awe. wooyoung can’t help but laugh at how starstruck you look. his heart swelling in joy at how much you admire both the brand and hongjoong.

“it should be around here somewhere… ah! there it is!” he says before jogging a little ahead of you to show you which one of the many designs were hongjoong’s first.

it shocked you how different the dress looked compared to the look you are use to seeing with no1likeme’s usually look. this dress is beautiful and light, the fabric is a nice honey color, something that’s rare to see anymore. and the dress overall just has such a light hearted and romantic feeling to it. like something you would wear when meeting your true love.

“it’s beautiful,” you say out loud with out thinking.

“i’ve been trying to convince hongjoong to let us make a line similar to this dress, but he always turns it down,” wooyoung confesses making you wonder why hongjoong only ever made this dress.

“it’s a shame,” you say with a pout, “you could do a whole line like this with the theme of true love, don’t you think?” you ask turning to your mentor who nods his head in agreement.

“you’ve got a good head on you, duckie. maybe you should take the dress for your school’s fashion show and propose the idea to hongjoong afterwards. if you get everything together, i’ll help you prepare a pitch for it.”

“would he even say yes? i mean… i am still just an intern,” you say a little on the fence about doing something that is definitely not in your job description.

“hongjoong will say yes, he’s weak to cute little ducks like you,” he teases making your face feel hot as he wraps an arm around your shoulders in order to lead you back to his studio.

send a fake title and i’ll show what kind of fic i would write for it

#ateez x reader #ateez blurbs #ateez imagines #ʚ・◞🍥 // ask game. #ateez dilf au

[depressedhouseplant]

I have an Ateez version of the Stray Kids DILF fic I posted. Anybody want more Woosan?

And by version I mean literally the same fic with different names

#ateez fanfic #ateez smut #jung wooyoung x choi san #woosan #DILF Choi San

[jeon-ify]

i wanna get mercilessly pounded by wooyoung 💔

#brain empty #dilf wooyoung #ateez wooyoung fanfic #ateez wooyoung #wooyoung

[yun-fangz]

me: i need to stop thinking about dilf/sugar daddy! ateez before i make myself ill..

me 5 seconds later:

#[🪐].venus talk #ateez smut #i can't help it #dilf ateez #ftw

[lxylaluvr]

A sneak peak for dilf!Seonghwa

#🍥 — ♡ Layla's Spoilers! #seonghwa smut #ateez smut #dilf!seonghwa #i heart dilfs #lmao

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Mommytober 2022 Series-Day 4

Size K*nk with Jeong Yunho (Ateez)

Dom!Yunho x Sub!femreader

Content Includes: D!LF Yunho (fucking duhh), reader is a mother with 2 kids, Husband AU, quickies, praise, very little foreplay, hard dom!Yunho, manhandling, swearing, fingering, kissing, wall sex.

Because how can a 23 year old man already have the energy of a 40 year old with 2 kids and a black card?

Requested by @8tinytings

18+ only

This is pure filth and does not portray an accurate representation of Jeong Yunho in any manner at all.

You felt grateful for your beautiful marriage to Yunho, your husband, confidante and best friend.

You felt grateful for having two happy, healthy and gorgeous children.

What you weren't grateful for was not having the time nor the space for Yunho to fuck the frustration and stress out of you.

It was the school holidays and the kids had been home all day every day for the past week. You loved spending time with your children and you adored being a mother, you really did.

Just not when it was the middle of the night and you wanted to get dicked down by your man but there were two kids under the age of 10 sleeping noisily between you.

You were horny, you were desperate and you were needy.

You were washing the dishes when you felt large hands wrap around your waist, pushing your hips towards his and soft kisses being placed against your neck.

'I feel like its been so long since I've got to touch you like this'

Yunho softly hummed into your ear,

'That's because it has, it's been weeks'

You replied with a disgruntled tone and leaned your head against his shoulder, you tilted your head and placed a peck on his mouth,

'It's driving me insane'

You softly whined and Yunho heightened the kiss, gripping the side of your neck and pulling you closer to his mouth, one hand reaching up to palm your breast.

A gasp and a whimper left your throat before you turned around and buried your face in his chest as he trapped you between his body and the kitchen ledge, he loomed over you, caged you and rubbed his hands up and down your sides.

You were already soaked, panties drenched from such little contact. You pulled away, placing your hands on his chest as you gently pushed him to look down at you. With your voice lowered, eyebrow raised and a seductive grin plastered across your mouth, you whispered

'Meet me in the laundry room in five minutes'

His eyes widened when he understood what you meant, a deep hum resonated in his response, he quickly kissed your cheek and murmured 'Don't be long' before he walked away.

Your skin was on fire, the anticipation pooling between your legs. You took a deep breath before you went to check on the children, they were both in their separate rooms, headphones on and iPad's charging, you knew they would be entertained for awhile.

You quickly locked the front door and closed the back door because just in case, you would hear the door open.

Excitement filled your body as you briskly walked to the laundry room, entering and locking the door. You leaned against it before you focused on the sight unfolding in front of you.

Yunho was wearing nothing but grey trackies, pulled down slightly as he was stroking his thick, hard cock. Saliva pooled into your mouth,

'You're so fucking hot' you exhaled as you stalked towards him.

He grabbed your shoulders and shoved you against the wall, his teeth biting your lower lip, your hands entwined in his hair,

'We-we have to be quick'

He grunted as he picked you up and twisted you around so you were facing the wall, pulling your leggings and undies down so they were around your knees.

His fingers pressed against your cunt, trying to gauge just how ready you REALLY were. You reached to grab his hips and pull him towards you more,

'Yunho please, we don't have time, just fuck me, I can take it' You pressed your hands against the wall and arched your back as you braced for support,

'Are you sure honey? It's been awhile'

You turned your head to look at him,

'Just hurry up and fuck me' you angrily whispered, annoyance clearly evidential in your gaze.

Yunho's hand covered your mouth, the other guided his cock as he slowly slid in, you groaned loudly against his hand, the stretch was big but it felt so good, being caged against the wall, the man of your dreams pressed up against you, his cock pulsing inside of you.

Yunho was the the type of husband that could make you feel protected, loved and soaked all in the same damn three seconds.

His hand pressed against the bulge in your stomach and pulled you back onto his hips, a strained, choked voice grazing the lobe of your ear,

'As much as I want to hear you scream my name, don't make a sound and just fucking take what I give'.

Please reblog and comment to keep me motivated with this series, hope you enjoyed!!

Taglist: @reighlee-greaves @honeyhotteoks @hongthoven @iliana26 @mischiefsmind @vernon-s-whore @hipster-shiz @ateezreactionsandscenarios @seungminluv3 @creativechaoticloner @monstaxdirtywonk

#kinktober 2022 #ateez smut #kpop smut #ateez hard hours #ateez #jeong yunho #ateez yunho smut #dilf yunho #yunho x reader #ateez drabbles #ateez imagines #ateez fluff #ateez x reader #ateez oneshot #can you tell im a virgin when i write these or do i have great game? #mommytober 2022

[hwashotcheeto]

Will Dilf!Hongjoong be a possibility?

Maybe there will be. I'm not against it, but I'll need an idea to base it off of

#ateez #ateez hongjoong #kim hongjoong #hongjoong #dilf hongjoong

[k-hotchoisan]

hi I saw that your requests are open! can you write about needy/horny hongjoong being a messy kisser and overstimulation (only if you're comfortable with it) 💕 tysm 💕

At this point I should just make a masterlist of ateez members being perverts because that’s where all of these fics are swerving to (not that I’m complaining 😛)

Thank you for the wait, here’s your meal ✨🌶️

wetting your lips

<hongjoong x fem!reader>

He’s just your sugar daddy right? No strings attached. At least that’s what he thinks until the both of you make out, and you see how fucking deep his obsession with you runs.

Genre/warnings: perverted, possessive, DILF sugar daddy!Hongjoong, smut, Hongjoong is possessive as much as he’s horny (we love that for him), blowjob, deep throat, cumming un/touched, overstimulation, sloppy, making out, vibrator play, unprotected sex, cream pie

Taglist: @bro-atz @diamond-3 @mcarebearsstuff @choisansplushie @voicesinmyhead-rc @pre1ttyies @hwallazia @songmingisthighs @yeosangiess @sanhwajjong @interweab @mylovelymito @softwsan @yourlocaljonghoe

🩷 Stay perverted: the masterlist

“No strings attached”, is what Hongjoong would tell you during the earlier days of this transactional relationship. Little did he realise he would be eating his fucking words. 

Initially, it started off with spoiling you with dinners and gifts. Truthfully, it was kind of jarring—solely because it was something you never thought of stepping your foot in. Hongjoong was fine with the arrangement, showering you with gifts and dinners. He was always polite and gentle, sometimes even flirty with you. He never brought up intimacy—at least, not until the third month mark. 

And you wonder to yourself how did Hongjoong keep all of that to himself, because he was something in bed. He wasn’t rough by any means—dominant—definitely. You could tell he got off taking the lead in bed on top of fucking the ever loving shit out of you. 

Fucking him—or being fucked by him was nothing like your previous partners. Despite him being significantly older than you, he had some sort of vigor, one that definitely always left you wanting more. He started becoming more flirtatious, his hands always around your body whenever he could, enjoying seeing red tint flush against your cheeks whenever he said something dirty. He began picking you from campus more often as well. 

It was to the extent that on some days during your classes, you would blank out briefly, whatever you were supposed to be absorbing completely replaced by your little escapades with him the night before—him driving his cock right into your wet hole from below, muttering such dirty things—“that’s my good girl, taking my cock like that. You love that don’t you?”, and the way he would hold your thighs down so you wouldn’t squirm and take his fucking cock like his good little girl while you leak all over him and completely break. By the time you snapped out of it, your thighs were squeezed on reflex. You were never gonna fucking tell Hongjoong that, obviously. 

There was one thing you realised he doesn’t do during sex—kissing. It wasn’t that he would avoid you if you kissed him—you didn’t initiate because he never placed his lips in the proximity of yours. You chalked it off as probably something he wasn’t comfortable with, and you weren’t about to force him anyway. 

Then another popped—up the more Hongjoong had you around him—his possessiveness progressively built. Initially it was subtle; Hongjoong would rest his hand on your thigh if he was seated beside you—he loved doing that, especially when your thighs are bare. There was an instance where he was picking you up from campus, he called your name, pulling your attention away from your friend. Your male friend. 

“Boyfriend?” He’d ask. You stay frozen, unsure of what to reply to your friend. But you shake your head while you plaster a smile before you waved him off and entered Hongjoong’s car. 

As you clip your seatbelt on, Hongjoong casts you a glance from the side before he presses against the accelerator. 

“Who was that?”

You look up at him and blink. “Classmate”, you reply curtly, before pulling out your phone.

“The both of you seem close”, he comments, shifting his gaze away back to road. 

“Yeah he’s my group mate”, you reply, nonchalant about the tightening grip Hongjoong had on the steering wheel. He’s irritated, his jaw is clenched but he doesn’t know why.

“What were the both of you talking about?” He asks next. Your gaze lifts from the phone to the road ahead of you, wondering why Hongjoong was suddenly asking you all of these questions. 

“Nothing. He was asking who you were. That’s all.” 

Hongjoong’s jaw tightens slightly more. His eyes don’t leave the road. 

“And what did you reply?”

You finally whip your head to face Hongjoong, confusion partnered with furrowed eyebrows all over your face. 

“Why does that matter?”

“Answer me, doll.” 

And you immediately simmer down slightly, your eyes back on the road. 

“What would you want me to answer?” You deflect, hoping, praying, that he’d leave this alone. It was making your heart pump a hundred miles per second. 

“I asked you first.”

Now you can’t help but to roll your eyes. 

“I didn’t say anything.”

Hongjoong cocks an eyebrow. “Elaborate.”

Your arms are crossed. There is a prick of irritation stemming from your heart, but you aren’t able to pinpoint the cause of it. 

“He asked me if you were my boyfriend, but I didn’t reply.”

This time, Hongjoong quietens down, but you catch a glint in his eye—something you’ve never seen before. 

Boy, were you in for a fucking ride. 

The moment you step into his penthouse, you make a beeline for the showers, like you always did, but this time, your heart is hammering in your chest. As the hot water washes the soap off, you wonder about Hongjoong’s recent behaviour towards you. Even though Hongjoong has always been a direct person, he’s like a puzzle you could never figure out. Maybe that’s why you couldn’t seem to get him out of your head. Especially when he’s been more affectionate recently. It’s sending you into a spiral. 

Hongjoong is drying your hair as he combs it. And it’s the little things like these that makes your heart flutter. But he still hasn’t answered you about why he was questioning you so much in the car over a friend.

You turn to him. 

“Now you answer me.”

Hongjoong is avoiding your gaze. The prick in your heart is starting to germinate. 

“Then I’ll accept his date. He was asking me out anyway.” 

That makes Hongjong whip his head so fucking fast, and he’s glaring daggers into you. 

“No. You’re not going.”

You cross your arms, narrowing your eyes at him. 

“And why not? It’s not like we’re dating or anything. You said it before—no strings attached, right?” 

Hongjoong’s jaw clenches. This is driving him insane. He knows. He just doesn’t want to admit it. And he’s about to find out that this would be the turning point. 

“It doesn’t apply this time. I’m not allowing you.”

“You think we’re something? Yeah, wefuck, but youdon’t even kiss me,” You spit. You’ve never challenged Hongjoong like this before, especially given the basis of this peculiar relationship. This was definitely new to you. And him. 

Hongjoong stares at you. Hard. His expression is indecipherable. He shifts closer to you, you who remains still, gaze tracing his movements as Hongjoong closes the distance between the both of you. His thumb presses against your chin, his fingers holding your chin up. You scoff internally, because it’s not like you’re running away-

-and his lips are pressed onto yours. Your mind is buzzing. So much chemicals are colliding in your mind. Sure, the fucking sent you into another realm, but from a kiss? Maybe you just didn’t expect Hongjoong to actually kiss you. 

Hongjoong’s head is as spinning as madly as yours is. There’s a reason why he doesn’t kiss his flings, his partners. He doesn’t like the idea of how kissing turns him vulnerable. He doesn’t care about the emotional connections. But with you? Dear god, he could break his own fucking rules for that. In his own perverse ways. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kiss you. But he was afraid of the entanglement it would ensue should it happen. It drives him crazy. Even though he was the one who foolishly mentioned no strings attached, he swears he’s the one at his feet for you. 

The kiss deepens as Hongjoong coaxes you to part your lips, and you do, shakily, your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. Hongjoong stumbles slightly, but his lips are messy against yours. He swallows hard when the both of you pull back, a thin string of spit slowly pulling apart between two swollen lips. 

It’s only then you realised what the hell you’ve done. You’ve gained clarity after the steamy make out session, but one glance at Hongjoong, his cheeks and ears and flushed red, and his eyes are hazed. 

You tug against the drenched boxers Hongjong has on, pulling it down as he peels the silk lounge wear off you. Your breath is heavy at the sight beneath his pants—thick white, leaking and trickling down his thick and heavy shaft.

Hongjoong’s eyes are growing wilder by the second. His hands catch yours and he places your palm on his chest. You feel it—his heartbeat is as wild as his eyes. 

Before you realise it, your back hits the mattress and Hongjoong is towering over you. Your hands are off him, but his hands are trailing all over you—cupping your tits before the sensation of his fingers are tickling your sides, and then he’s at your thighs. He casts you one more glance. 

“If you don’t stop me now, I don’t know what I might do”, Hongjoong warns gently. 

“Hongjoong”, you call out, the tips of his fingers trailing teasingly against the curve of his jaw. “What else have you been keeping in that dirty little mind of yours?”

The sides of Hongjoong’s lips crack into a smile. “So many fucking things, doll.” 

It’s not as if you never used a vibrator with Hongjoong during sex, in fact, he almost seemed to always hold back his enthusiasm when you told him you wanted to use the vibrator during sex. 

But what you failed to realise was how frenzied he almost seemed to be whenever the vibrator came into play. Little did you know his true fantasy was to stuff you full with it, and watch you writhe and beg while he fucks his hand. 

You swallow hard when the vibrator hits the perfect spot again. You push your thighs together, trying to get the toy to hit the spongy spot once again, because fuck, you were so fucking close to cumming. It feels so fucking good. You glance at Hongjoong, who twirls the controller with this pretty fingers. He looks so sickeningly satisfied, watching the way you’re squirming, trying to reach your high, your eyes so glazed out, your whines sounding like symphony to his ears when you beg him to let you cum when he lowers the vibration intensity with his thumb. 

“Hongjoong”, you choke, jerking once more when the vibrator ups it’s buzz once more. Now tears streaming down your cheeks from the constant jump between the lack of and overstimulation. “I wanna cum. Let me cum, please.” You’re practically grinding your hips against the sheets, so much cream leaking past the vibrator that if you sat up, the toy would definitely slip out, and that’s why Hongjoong has you seated like a good girl, legs closed to keep the toy stuffed nicely in you. 

The imagery of you giggling with your male classmate turns Hongjoong’s gaze dark. He cracks a smile, devoid of anything pleasant before he rips your orgasm away from you once more, hearing you cuss for the nth time with your legs twitching. 

“No.” He simply says. “Not yet.”

You hiccup, so fucked out from the pulsing pleasure that you don’t know how much more of this you can take. 

You watch hungrily as Hongjoong strokes his fat, red-tipped cock slowly, beads of precum leaking off the slit, listening to him sigh shakily as his hands slip down his slippery shaft. 

“Fuck yourself with your little toy. If you can last till I cum, I’ll make sure you’ll cum so fucking good, doll”, he proposes. You nod as you bite your lip, desperate to get some form of release, even though you weren’t sure if you were gonna last. 

You spread your legs wide open in front of Hongjoong, gingerly pulling out the vibrator, groaning at the way it drags out of your wet cunt before pushing it back in, your toes curling from how good it feels. Hongjoong almost loses it here, watching how your pussy stretches when you push the toy in. 

And you slowly fuck yourself with the toy, letting yourself fall back against the plush, thick pillows behind you. You feel like you’re doing okay, that is, until Hongjoong amps up the fucking intensity and you’re back to shaking and your voice climbs in octave when you whimper. You’re almost tempted to just fucking release it—it feels so fucking good. Just when you’re about to give up, the intensity slows down to a dull buzz, and you take a sharp inhale, your eyes meeting Hongjoong as he watches you like a predator while his hand makes more of a mess on his pretty cock. You still fuck yourself slowly on the toy, even though it’s by instinct that you want to fuck yourself stupid with it. 

Not yet. You wanted to be Hongjoong’s good girl. 

You lift your hips slightly, the angle letting the vibrator push into deeper parts of your pussy, and you wonder if you regret it or thank the fucking gods for it because when Hongjoong sees you do it, he raises the vibration, making you gasp, your legs snapping shut. 

“Keep them open, baby. You wanna cum, don’t you?” Hongjoong reminds you. He’s obviously enjoying the fucking show—the clear precum slowly turning more white and thicker by the minute. 

“Can’t help it, Joong. Feels so fuckin amazing”, you mutter, hearing Hongjoong’s pretty chuckle echo in your ears while he watches you failing at holding your composure while the vibrator is fucking its vibrations right into your fucking core. 

“Fuck. Look at that pretty little pussy of yours. I’m almost jealous,” Hongjoong sighs as he lowers the vibrations once more, simply to admire how easily the toy slides out of your cunt only to be pushed back again, completely drenched and sticky. 

Without a doubt, watching you fall apart while you fuck yourself like that is sending Hongjoong into a fucking spiral. The one time where he almost walked into you fucking yourself with your dildo triggered something so perverted in him. And before he realised it, his pants pooled a dark patch watching you slap the toy right at your clit, before you would slowly drag it down to your soaked cunt, then pushing it in slowly before you stuffed your poor cunt full. The icing on top? When you were moaning his name sounding so fucking needy,  and before he knew it, cum had soaked his pants. Since then, he’d stay by the doorway of his bedroom, often never telling you when he would be back, just to catch you fucking yourself with your toys just so he could indulge in his fantasies. 

Just when you’re getting used to the low vibrations again, Hongjoong amps it up once more, watching your eyes roll back when he ups it at the moment you had the vibrator stuffed into your pussy. Before you could even register, you feel a tug from behind, and your concentration is at Hongjoong—who has his hands in your hair, pulling it away from your face while he kneels so his cock is right at your face. 

You look up at him, your free hand immediately going up to fuck his cock while you continue to fuck yourself with the vibrator. Somehow, it only makes you feel so fucking good. 

“Open wide, doll”, Hongjoong gestures, giving you a tug from the back so your mouth is at the tip of his cock, not missing the way you moan slightly at his roughness. You stick your tongue out, lapping the thick cream around his cock before he pushes the back of your head, your mouth covering the entirety of his cock. 

“That’s it, baby. Fuck. So fucking amazing”, Hongjoong bites the inner of his cheek, completely dropping the remote onto the bed as his other hand joins to the back of your head. 

Your mind is completely mushed—mouth being stuff full of cock while the vibrator is pushing right your g-spot, at such a mind breaking intensity. You try your best to bob your head, at one point letting Hongjoong fuck your face while groaning at the way he’s tugging your hair, adding on to the rapidly building orgasm that was about to burst, even though drool and precum were trickling down the corners of your lips from how much he’s creaming down your throat. 

His cock twitches and he pulls out slightly before he pushes in again once more, barely giving you the time of the day. “Cumming. I’m cumming, doll”, he grunts, his hips pressing against you. “Fuck. You’re such a good fucking girl, aren’t you?”

Your eyes roll back from the pleasure, your legs twitch at that moment—your orgasm spraying out of you while it floods your entire system at the same time, your mind completely going blank while Hongjoong has cum down your throat, the tangy salty fluids following down your throat while your tears leak past your eyes from the sheer fucking pleasure. Your fingers have left pretty scratches down his thighs, and you’re sure he’s gonna love it later. You never thought it would have come down to this.

Hongjoong pulls out slowly, his hands letting go of your hair, stroking your jaw instead before he kneels before you, and engulfs your lips, tasting himself in your tongue. 

There he goes again—his eyes completely glazed out when his lips are on yours, like he can’t get enough of it. And he doesn’t—because he doesn’t soften. 

“So good. Need more, doll. You can take it right? Take whatever I give you”, Hongjoong whispers, the tint flushing his cheeks once more. He makes you face away from him this time—back against his chest, and his wet cock is right at your pussy. 

You swear he’s gonna be the death of you. 

Hongjoong rubs his cockhead against your hole, before he pushes himself in, groaning as you take him inch by inch, stretching your pussy out so well. You’re beginning to drool again—almost shutting off the moment he has you filled up to the brim. 

“Warm and tight. Fucking perfect, doll”, he sighs. You feel yourself drip with more cream. 

Then he starts to fuck you from below, and you’re immediately grasping for any ounce of sanity left in you. But it’s obvious Hongjoong is only gonna fuck it all out of you by the time this over. You lift your leg up by instinct, letting him hit deeper into you, and he groans at how tightly you’re squeezing him. 

His arms are wrapped around you, more tighter and more intimate than usual. And all the thoughts and theories are completely muffled when you feel his cockhead pressing against your g-spot once again. 

“You’re so pretty when you look like that, baby. So fucked out and used by me”, he laughs right in your ears. 

“Yeah. So perfectly used by you”, you agree, your hips bouncing off his cock as well. 

“Of course. My girl is perfect”, his reply sending butterflies flooding your stomach, though you were certain it was mostly because of his cock. 

The thrusting becomes more desperate—the sound of wet skin slapping only growing louder by the second, it makes your toes curl and your head spin. Hongjoong feels so fucking good in you and you swear you could get completely drunk off his cock. It’s also the fact that he’s jackhammering his cock right into you right after he made you swallow his fucking cum moments before that’s making you so disgustingly hooked onto him. And sometimes, it scares you how much you just want him all for yourself. Little did you realise you’ve flooded every crevice of Hongjoong’s mind when the intimacy begins to intensify. Every time he tells himself that he shouldn’t let his feelings mix with the pleasure, you unintentionally pull him back in again, and now he’s completely hooked. 

“Mine, mine, mine”, Hongjoong whispers, biting down onto your neck as a soft moan passes through your ears, and you feel warm, thick cum flood your walls. Stars flood your eyelids as your second orgasm crashes into you, your fingernails leaving light trails of red on his thigh while your pussy milks Hongjoong dry, more cum seeping out 

In between pants and catching breaths as both your highs gradually die down, you turn around to face Hongjoong, your lips ready to part to say something, but Hongjoong beats you to it. 

“Now you can let your little friend know that you have a partner. A partner who’s fucking head over heels for you.”

#ateez #ateez scenarios #ateez fanfic #ateez imagines #ateez x reader #ateez smut #smut #ateez fic #kpop smut #kim hongjoong #hongjoong x y/n #hongjoong smut #hongjoong ateez #hongjoong x reader #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong

[yeosbbm]

NSFW Ateez Thoughts+ Headcanons

(some based on astrology wink wink)

MDNI !!

A/N: Simply a Drabble of what I think each member would be into and kinks until I finish my next fic which will probably be later tonight or tmr 😭

Seonghwa:

yes this man is a head game mvp and yes you’ll have hickies on your inner thighs

would be a tiddies man, but a leg man too tbh the size doesn’t matter either

will rip tights or fishnets off of you, lightly bite your calf while it’s balanced on his shoulder, gripping your thigh.. trailing up your leg before he finger fucks you

with his moon and venus sign I feel like he would most DEF have emotional sex, you got into an argument ? makeup sex. Haven’t seen each in forever ? He will be insatiable. You’re sad or stressed ? His mouth can help you feel better

Mommy Hwa is REALLL !

he eats shy girls UPPPPP for breakfast lunch and dinner like I need a hwa x shy listener fic made

Hongjoong:

has a photo album of you giving him brain and other freaky stuff on his phone and looks around before opening it to make sure members don’t see 💀

The jealousy/possessive sex would be crazy

He’ll either be petty as hell and make some snide remarks like after making you cum hard he’d be like “could he make you dumb like this ? probably not right ?”

Or he’d overstim you like a MADDDD MAN to prove a point

deep stroke champ like seriously

Will have you stuttering + speaking nonsense during sex by having you speak so he’ll hear you flustered..like he’ll ask about your day and then speed his hips up and while you can’t finish your sentence he’ll go “come on talk to me baby…”

will lay back and have you ride him/be on top after a longgg day at the studio

needs to be the best you ever had

Yunho:

He purposely gives you his clothes with the main purpose being to fuck you in them at some point of the day

after a shower you’ll ask him to bring you some clothes bc you forgot to grab some & instead of your own clothes he gives you a shirt and boxers of his and now look,, you’re in missionary with the shirt on 🫵🏽

Future Dilf Yunho is VERY VERY REAL !!

Sigh…the infamous size kink…no but he’d literally press his weight against you to keep you in place especially if you’re squirming too bad

his birth chart makes me feel like aftercare would be so rejuvenating and sweet when it comes to him ykwim like it would be amazingg

Dude I know he’s an ass man or likes thicker/curvier people

Yeosang:

EEEEEEEEVVVILLLLLLLLL [mermaid man voice]

like he’d be all shy and quiet and be like “sorry I’m nervous” and then has you on the bed done and fucked out in the end while sitting there just “🙂”

I feel like he has a size kink like yunho since he’s so strong and built but not to the same extent

I am sooo for the idea that yeo likes seeing his s/o in lingerie like that’s so real

most definitely whispers in your ear with his deep husky voice during it all

hes holding your legs open while eating you and notices that you’re covering your face and holding your voice so he kisses his way up to your ear and goes “cmon love why’re you hiding from me.” while bringing his fingers in .

HE KNOWS WHAT HES DOINGGGGG

Gentle manhandling enthusiast

San:

Yes, yes he is the boyfriend that keeps you from going out the house to party by fucking you before/during you getting ready to leave

You’re doing the final bits of your makeup and you have to do your hair + get dressed but allll of a sudden San comes in and asks where you going and then you say a party and nowww he’s suddenly “you’re so pretty..let me look at you.” and now your makeup is ruined and clothes are GONE !

Switch San is REAL GUYS

Crazy stamina + positions you will be taking a quick nap after you two are through and yes he will take photos of you knocked out to laugh at later

This one writer said that if San smoked he’d pass it to you during sex and man. I am so in love with that idea . This can be found on @atinysuh ‘s account !

Mingi:

He gives aftercare but I feel like even so he’d want to be babied after too like be sooo nice and sweet to him please

I like to imagine Mingi being into older women and if not older women, women in powerful positions or confident/dominant women

Has a huge praise kink

like think about him going down on you and lightly tugging his hair and praising him sooo much while he’s between your legs he’d go ham as soon as you utter “Fuck it feels so good Mingi..” he will make SURE you cum in the next 2 mins

This is lowkey unserious but like I imagine that pussy puts him to sleep like 💀

I personally believe he’s a switch but when he does dom he is the biggest flirt and dirty talker with the upmost confidence

Wooyoung:

Same as Mingi I like to think he’d be into older women or women in positions of power

He probably has such a random libido or finds you doing the most normal/conventional things sexy

You’ll be cooking dinner later into the evening and while you’re at the stove stirring up the food he’d come from behind and wrap his arms around you, it seems innocent until he begins kissing + nibbling on your ear and lightly pressing himself into you from behind while muttering about how sexy you look

We all know he loves to be scolded + degraded like he’ll pick small arguments just to hear you mad at him because it turns him on

You’ll tell him to slow down and him being the brat he is he’ll speed up for a bit or he will slow down but goes harder than earlier

He’s probably super into people who have an alt or at least a darker aesthetic and style

Jongho:

With his birth chart if you kiss his neck..he is DEFINITELY GONNA DEVOUR YOU plus he confirmed himself that he likes neck kisses

He is a thigh riding enthusiast.

Is 100% fully a dom and lowkey I feel like he cares more for giving to you rather than receiving back unless he asks

Tease him too bad and you WILL get consequences..whether it’s edging, teasing you 3x more, or even spanking you a couple times

Would take you out to eat and playfully tease you in the restaurant just so you can beg him to go home to fuck + he isn’t asking for the bill until you beg good enough

FUTURE ! SUGAR DADDY! JONGHO IS REALLL (but you’ll love giving + getting sugar from him)

Even if he wasn’t a sugar daddy he most def is the provider boyfriend

like I just know the morning after a night of sex he’ll leave before you wake up to go to work and you’ll check your phone and see he dropped a couple bands into your bank account “For being his good girl.”

Is it obvious I’m Jongho biased LMFAOO

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