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moonhoures · 6 months
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All Of Me
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🕷️ kinktober — day 7: breeding kink / creampie 🕸️
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pairing: jooheon (monsta x) + reader (afab/fem)
genre: idol!au, mild angst, fluff, smut
warnings: 18+, minors do not interact, explicit smut, established relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of pregnancy (but no actual pregnancy), mention of joo’s military enlistment
word count: ~2.1k
synopsis: you and your idol bf tenderly enjoy one more night together before his enlistment
a/n: dedicating this to my fav jooheon stan @carronpatrick 💕 hope you enjoy it 🫂 also, there’s not much of a breeding kink aspect to this, i’ve realized, so i removed that from the tagline 🙃
posted: october 7, 2023
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So here it was. The day you had been dreading ever since you and Jooheon first started dating. On top of dealing with the hardships of dating an idol—a very successful and famous one at that—you also had to deal with his leaving for military service. He reminded you of it every once in a while, and for the longest time it felt so far away. But now the day had arrived on your doorstep with no remorse, no empathy.
“Don’t look so sad,” your boyfriend tried to lighten the mood as you two sat at the edge of your bed. He had come over to spend the night with you and pick up some of his things from your apartment. He was set to leave for his enlistment two days from now, so this was the last day you had him all to yourself until he would go, “Eighteen months will pass faster than you think. And it’s not like we won’t be able to see or talk to each other.”
“I know,” you put all your energy into speaking with no sign of distress, but your voice betrayed you with a wobble. Jooheon frowned a little, resting his arm around your shoulders as you started to sniffle and tears pricked at your eyes.
“I’ll talk to you as often as I can. That’s a promise. You remember I made you that promise the first year we dated,” he reminded you of that night. Of course, the memory was engrained in your mind like a movie you had just seen yesterday—most of your memories with him were. You recalled you two sitting on the couch, sipping on some beer and eating take-out. He had just finished a media run for Monsta X’s most recent comeback, and he had finally got a night off to spend with you. The topic of his enlistment came up and brought down the mood, but somehow Jooheon always knew what to say to make you feel better.
“_________, I promise, on everything I own and love, that during my enlistment I will use any means and any time I have to talk to you, first and foremost,” even a little tipsy, with his hands jokingly on his chest and in the air (respectively), he managed to say those words so sincerely. You had no choice but to trust his words back then. And even now, you trusted him with everything you had.
“I feel so dumb for crying. It’s not like you’re leaving forever,” you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, and the smallest smile finally cracked your lips when his laugh sounded from beside you.
“Exactly,” he said, “I’ll be back sooner than you think. And I’ll be sure to set aside lots of time just for us. Just for you,” he corrected himself, pressing a kiss to your head. When you looked up at him, his eyes softened at the redness and teariness in your own. His hand reached up to hold your chin still while he leaned down to give you a tender kiss.
It was a wonder that Jooheon always knew what to say in every situation, but especially without saying anything at all. It was like he spoke with his body language too. Because the kiss he gave you then seemed to whisper it’ll be okay. His other hand holding your waist assured you i’ll always be here when you need me, even if i’m not physically here. The way he rested his forehead against yours after pulling away said i’ll always be yours.
“When you get back-” you started speaking tentatively, and to your surprise, your words came out more confident than before, “-we’re not leaving this bed for a few days, at least. You understand?”
His brows raised and his dimples made an appearance as he chuckled. He nodded, biting his lip subtly before replying, “I was already planning on that. Make sure you have the condoms stocked when I get back.”
As he leaned in for another kiss, your hands were holding onto the fabric of his shirt, feebly attempting to keep him closer, “But I wanna feel you when you get back. Not latex.”
You tried not to smirk against his lips when you felt a low rumble from his chest into his throat.
“Fuck, don’t get me started, _______,” he whined, his hand already going back to your face. His fingers caressed your jaw as his eyes traced between your eyes and lips. Everything in him was begging to have you in that moment.
“Come on, Joo. One more time before you go?” you breathed out against his cheek in between the kisses you pressed to it.
You could feel his breathing getting heavier, and one glance at his lap let you know he was at least considering it. You tested the waters by leaning down and kissing under his jaw, his weak spot. You hummed, “Please.”
Your boyfriend merely groaned in response before he was taking your face in his hands, bringing your lips to his in an abrupt, smashing kiss. He took control easily, you always melted into putty in his hands. You molded to him in any way he manipulated you. He had eased you onto your back, your thighs at the edge of the bed as he continued to make out with you fervently.
Despite how tender and careful he was in his touches, there was an underlying, waiting sense of ferociousness. Like he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash on you. And you couldn’t wait for the moment to come. You tried to coax it from him, using your fingers to grip at his back. You urged him closer with the rocking of your hips, with the nudging of your feet against his ass. He simply chuckled at your attempts, finding you cute when you were so desperate for him.
He whispered sweet nothings to you as you both discarded your clothing, utters of how beautiful you looked. How good you would feel. How he already couldn’t wait to come back even though he hadn’t left yet. Before the sadness could settle in you again, you were moaning at the feeling of his bare cock resting over your pelvis. His lips peppered kisses all over your chest as his hand pumped his erection in preparation for you. He smiled to himself when you started to move your hips up, quietly exhorting him to fuck you.
“Are the condoms still in the drawer?” he asked you, starting to peel himself away so he could go get them.
You stopped him, hands holding onto his biceps for dear life, “We don’t need to use them. If this is the last time we do this before you go, I want to feel you, Jooheon. Just you.”
Your boyfriend’s dick twitched, and he leaned back down to capture your lips again. He was so whipped for you. His heart skipped a beat when he felt your body pressed up against his. When he heard the sounds you made for him. When he felt how wet you were already. His fingertips swiped up your slit, and he relished in the airy moans you let out before he circled your clit.
“I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me,” he said, watching your resolve crumble beneath his touch, “It’s been so long since we did it raw.”
It was; over a year, in fact. And it nearly didn’t happen at all. The two of you were getting hot and heavy in his car one day on a road trip, and had gotten to the best part before realizing neither of you had a condom on you. After a minute of panic, you decided to say fuck it and went through with your actions anyway. But you lived in anxiety afterwards. You weren’t really nervous about getting pregnant with Jooheon’s kid, though being pregnant at all did make your stomach sink. But you were more so nervous about tarnishing Jooheon’s career and/or reputation. You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if you were the cause of such turmoil. Luckily, you didn’t fall pregnant, but you two swore not to do it with condom again until you were both sure that’s what you wanted to do. Now just felt right.
“I want to feel you,” you repeated eagerly, getting impatient. You could feel him lining up at your entrance, his hand still stroking his erection.
“You’ll feel me, baby. All of me.”
Boy, did you. You sucked in a breath as he sunk between your folds, filling you to the brim with his thick length. You watched his face screw up with a disgruntled expression as he felt your tight walls constrict him. He forgot how good you felt like this.
“Holy shit,” he grunted.
You smiled, urging him to start thrusting by pulling on his waist with your hands. Your nails lightly dug into his skin. He hissed while he pulled out, barely keeping his tip in before thrusting back into you slowly. His hips bucked into yours in a growing rhythm. Heavy breaths and the sounds of wet kissing surrounded you two. It was like the two of you made lustful music when you made love. That’s what it always was with him. “Fucking” didn’t sound right to Jooheon. If he was going to have sex with you, he was going to pour in every ounce of his love and appreciation for you that he could muster.
He drilled into you, but his lips were soft and smooth in the way they touched your body, wherever they could reach. He made sure to tell you how good you made him feel and how well you took him. Little did you know that it was mostly because he could feel the effect it had on you. Every touch, every kiss, every word had your insides fluttering, your pussy clenching on him as if he would disappear if you didn’t. In a way, he was going to disappear, you supposed.
“I’m going to miss you so much,” you pouted, feeling that sinking sensation in your stomach as you felt tears welling up in your eyes again.
Jooheon’s hips faltered as he made eye contact with you. His orbs began to mirror yours briefly before he pulled himself together. He continued to thrust into you, softer than before, “I’ll miss you so much more, trust me. I’m gonna think about you every second of every day. Gonna count down the minutes until I can see you again.”
“Joo,” you moaned as you felt your climax building in your lower belly. Your leg muscles were tensing up from the impending sensation.
“Baby,” he whimpered, on the brink of his own release. This was the only bad part of not using a condom; you felt too good. There was no way in hell he could last as long as he usually did. All he could do was hope that you would want round two, and maybe a round three, or four . . .
“Want you to cum inside.”
“I will,” he nodded, eyelids closing tight as he shuddered. He was so close, “Gonna take it all?”
“Mhm,” you hugged around his shoulders, drawing him close until his forehead was on yours. He pressed a haphazard kiss to your nose out of passion, and you chuckled softly.
“Fuc-“ he couldn’t even finish before he was cumming, painting your core. He shook under your touch, his strength wavering under the weight of his orgasm. “Holy shit, that feels so good. You feel so good. I wish you could feel this the way I do.”
Your head was spinning from the way he talked you through it. You could only moan out his name as you came after him, his warmth filling you up sending you over the edge, “Oh my God.”
“That’s it,” he kissed your neck, then he leaned down to hug you properly. It felt oddly nice having his body weight on you, like a comforting blanket.
You would miss this. Not just the love-making, but all of it. Him. You would miss him. It was hard enough being away from him most days due to his job, but having him be unavailable for long periods of time was going to be a form of hell. All you wanted to do was have him like this all the time. All to yourself. You wanted to be able to kiss him and hold him whenever you felt like it. You didn’t want to worry about him up and leaving at any time for any reason. You wanted to have him completely. Was it still selfishness if it was out of pure, uncontainable love?
“Eighteen months,” you didn’t realize you had said it out loud until Jooheon pulled away to regard you with a crestfallen nod.
“Eighteen months,” he confirmed. You prayed that it would be the fastest year and six months of your life.
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lubbuub · 6 months
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on your hands and knees you go as a hand grips the back of your throat guiding you to his hard member, your doe eyes looked directly into his, stalling to set your lips on his head. “stop looking at me and suck this dick” he said, shoving himself down your throat, as you instantly gagged feeling the tip suddenly hitting the back of your mouth.
his hips rolled back and forth not giving a care in the world about your airflow, he loved the way you choked around his big dick, looking down at you watching the tears flow from your eyes, watching how you hollowed your cheeks wanting to suck him even more. you placed your hand on his stomach wanting to push him off. “no no, where you going huh” a smirk appeared across his face while he took a fistful of your hair into his hand wanting to control you more. 
teasing him all night during promotions wasnt a good idea was it? the buildup of load he had was ready to bust any second now the way he was fucking your throat. the tears started rolling down your face, tightening your eyes shut ready to throw up at any given moment, but before you could you felt the emptiness in your mouth, opening your eyes to be greeted by a huge load of nut painting your face.
"just how i like you pretty girl.”
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iibonniee · 5 months
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Don't Look Away
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Pairing: Lee Jooheon x Reader
Genre: Smut
Warnings: mutual masturbation, dirty talk, cum eating
Rating: R
Word Count: 1.4k
Summary: It was Jooheon who mentioned wanting to try something different
Masterlist | Tags: @beautifulworldandmore @kyunnielove @iamkyunie @doveslittlekpoparchive @dessianna1
It was Jooheon who had brought up the idea. It was abrupt, as all things seemed to be with him, but the idea was thrown out in the air as if it wasn’t something so blunt. His phone had caught his attention; one hand was lazily scrolling while the other rubbed her skin absentmindedly. She remembered what he said and how he said it almost too casually.
“We should watch each other masturbate.”
As far as Y/N knew, there was no building sexual tension to have sparked such an idea. She was well under the intention that her lover was bubbly and excited, having gone back and forth showing her silly videos he had found off his Instagram reels.
Her mind whirred, processing Jooheon’s proposition. He’d lightly tossed his bold suggestion into the atmosphere as if it were no different from the comical Instagram videos they’d been sharing. The transition was swift yet smooth, a testament to Jooheon’s ability to color outside the lines, to blur the boundaries between laughter and lust.
As Y/N mulled over his words, Jooheon’s fingers ghosted down her arm, his gaze dropping from his phone to fix on her face. His eyes, always so expressive, were filled with curiosity now, an inquisitive glint replacing the playful shine from mere moments ago.
“What do you think?” he probed, his voice barely above a whisper, tinged with anticipation and masked apprehension.
Y/N found herself surprisingly drawn to the idea. There was no previous arousal or suggestive touch that might have topped the proposal. Instead, flurry of emotions stirred within her, yet curiosity, excitement, and love for him toppled her doubts. But the more she thought on it, the more she enjoyed the thought of it.
“Let’s try,” Y/N replied, setting the unusual, intimate experience in motion. His smile was all the consent she needed, and soon, their laughter-filled living room transformed into a bedroom filled with shared whispers, lingering touches, and a mutual journey that would deepen their connection.
A layer of sweat already enveloped Jooheon’s skin, making it glow like molten gold. It was a sight that stole Y/N’s breath, the droplets of sweat forming a dewy constellation— a testament to the anticipation thrumming through their bodies.
Stealing seductive glances and catching each other’s lust-filled gazes fueled their rising passion. The tension mounted, its intensity reaching a peak bit by risqué bit. Jooheon’s hand danced across his body, his movements soaked in a guilty familiar rhythm. His eyes never left Y/N’s, tracing her pleasure-stricken expression with dark satisfaction.
Y/N, too, found her rhythm, a rhythm that was as sinful as it was enthralling; the provocative sight of Jooheon and the awareness of his burning gaze heightened the electrifying sensations coursing through her veins like sinful wildfire.
The air between them crackled with raw intensity, trapping them in a potent mix of unrestrained desire, liberal passion, and the electrifying thrill of embarking on a journey into the unknown—just another steamy night within the thrilling expanse of fun. Their shared exploration fractured the bonds of normalcy, creating an exciting world tailored to their adventurous desires.
Each ragged breath and deliberate wriggle of their naked bodies was a lustrous beacon of sin, ensnaring them deeper into the forbidden vortex of their mutual ecstasy. Their desires were on raw display, each gasp and squirm an enticing invitation to partake further in the voluptuous dance of their shared pleasure.
The graphic unveiling of their unabashed desires, amplified by the exciting novelty of the situation, added a sinfully exciting layer to their explorations. Each glimpse into each other’s pleasure and every tantalizing touch magnified the deliriously wicked nature of their game.
“Feel good?” Jooheon broke the silence, his voice hoarse with desire. A throaty moan was the only response he needed, Y/N blushing at his words and the sharp flick of her wrist.
Trapped in their mutual stare and the intimate exposure of their own pleasure, they flirted daringly on the ridge of a climax, far more thrilling than any pleasure previously discovered. Their erotic experiment etched itself into memory, branding its lascivious mark onto the very essence of their bond. The potent mix of sin and pleasure was weaving a whole new, thrilling chapter in the story of their relationship, stark and unapologetic in its raw intensity.
Unabashed by their shared gaze and salaciously absorbed in their individual pleasure, they danced daringly on the brink of an orgasm far more intoxicating than anything they’d experienced prior. This carnal exploration, searing itself into their collective memory, left a tantalizing impression on their relationship’s foundation, forever changing its essence beneath the weight of their shared sin.
“Do you enjoy watching me get myself off to you masturbating, Y/N?” Jooheon finally dared to break the silence again, his voice as rough as raw silk and thick with desire. The sight of her lost in the throes of self-service was breathtakingly sinful, a sight he had branded into his memory. “Look how fucking soaked you are. You’re leaking all over the sheets, baby.”
“God... yes, Jooheon.” The flush creeping across her cheeks and the wetness coating her fingers offered the only necessary response, her voice shaky but determined, echoing their shared sentiments. Each gasp, each moan slipping from their parted lips, weaved a detailed tale of pure, unadulterated pleasure, unshared with anyone but them.
The intoxicating aroma of their shameless deeds was painting an exhilarating backdrop to their connection, resolute in its untamed intensity and wickedly appetizing in its passion. The forbidden moments they were etching together, mirrored in each gasp and soft moan, became permanent lines in the sketch of their relationship.
“Watch me, Y/N,” Jooheon commanded, his voice thick with rising pleasure. His grip tightened, his movements a tantalizing spectacle under her watchful gaze. His muscles flexed beautifully, highlighted further by the wicked tableau they were part of. “Watch me fuck myself while I watch you play with your pretty pussy.”
Captivated, Y/N echoed his actions, her own crescendo of pleasure reflected in this mirrored exploration.
“I can’t tear my eyes away, Jooheon,” she confessed, her voice trembling like caught prey. “I can’t stop watching you.”
It felt almost like when they would fuck over a Facetime call. Jooheon was never one to shy away from being vocal or wanting attention on him. And when he had his cock out, he made sure she was always watching what he was doing. She enjoyed it. She loved the way he would tease himself and edge himself. Or seemingly how perfect his cock was.
Their erotically charged exploration escalated, inching them closer to the precipice of sheer delight. Their gazes entrapped, shared sighs echoing in the space around them, the erotic symphony they stirred together was peaking— a sensual collage splashed with uninhibited submission.
The climax of their mutual fun infused their intimate adventure with a decidedly scandalous edge, painting a sight as seductive as it was sinfully raw, just like their video calls where Jooheon’s desire for attention, his devilish tendency for self-tease, always had Y/N mesmerized. The same captivating scenario was at play now, except they were not separated by a screen but by sweat-soaked sheets.
As the two of them grew closer, Jooheon’s breathing staggered, a foreshadowing tremor before the pleasure wave washed over him. The evidence of his release coated his hand generously. He was panting, glancing up at her through hooded eyes and a smirk.
“Taste it, Y/N,” he commanded, his pupils dilated and consumed by lust. His assertion left no room for resistance, the greedy command a testament to their uninhibited play. She watched as he scooped up every drop of his cum onto his fingers, making sure not to leave a single drop. “Drink my cum.”
Her eyes widened momentarily, a murmur of surprise escaping her. But she quickly complied, leaning over to take his stained fingers into her mouth. The tangy taste lingered on her palate, her own climax shattering through her moments later in response to the salacious scene they were part of. Her body quivered as waves of pleasure coursed through her, leaving her spent and basking in the shared decadence of their lewd dance.
“Fuck,” Jooheon groaned out, his eyes not once leaving her dripping cunt as she rode out her high. “You’re perfect. Fuck. I’m ready for more. More of you. I need you so fucking badly again.”
His whines filled the room as he grabbed her and pulled her close. His lips were on hers in seconds, greedy and eager as he grinded into her, his cock now hard and ready for more.
“I promise you, Y/N. Tonight I’m going to fuck you so good.”
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taexual · 2 years
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monsta x / fake dating
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warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.
requested by @sweeticeream​​.
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↣ shownu
frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)
when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it
why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?
you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes
so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt
and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes
sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company
which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you
it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)
you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade
but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year
and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding
the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love
but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you
there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here
but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”
that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”
you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down
but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”
so, that was that, then
“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”
“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”
yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative
↣ wonho
it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both
a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot
and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?
he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room
or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to
and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that
but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”
and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot
and there it was
the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous
god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though
“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes
he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”
cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”
“oh, that.”
silence
honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now
but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”
oh, well okay, but what does that mean????
your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else
something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear
but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it
so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻‍♀️
↣ minhyuk
honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke
everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”
so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”
it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable
like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be
but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this
you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest
because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk
it was barely there, though!
you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all
but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you
and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now
and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!
minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe
but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??
did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??
alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend
and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him
so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating
your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding
except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him
he’d always use the boyfriend card
“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”
and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”
he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh
but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him
↣ kihyun
okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating
you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take
he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”
(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)
and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this
until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”
and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank
kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around
so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer
and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”
partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away
you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else
preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you
but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other
you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look
“what the hell happened????”
finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”
you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend
“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”
oh. well
“he wasn’t—i was just—”
but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying
“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”
“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin
kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you
your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)
and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?
and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess
“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”
you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things
one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating
and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart
↣ hyungwon
hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident
he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion
but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him
and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was
he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager
he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day
“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked
hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office
but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”
and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”
cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager
eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not
but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?
it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people
and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone
and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now
you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager
but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house
and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses
so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”
“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”
“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”
oh, okay, then
now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great
“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”
“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”
hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”
you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast
(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)
“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”
“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly
“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”
quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”
oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself
“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”
he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—
but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”
↣ jooheon
you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar
so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships
“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out
“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”
he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed
“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”
dumb or not, it worked
finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks
it was a dream come true
and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!
you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”
jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”
funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit
your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times
and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)
nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)
so it was all fun and games
until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time
jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”
but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night
when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised
so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights
“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”
jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny
“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”
you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier
but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you
“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked
he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”
“for our date,” he explained.
“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”
“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”
↣ i.m
he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)
there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take
and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything
or so he said
you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever
how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!
you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town
their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)
the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments
you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family
it was crushing
you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home
and now you were lying to them
so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives
he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)
“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”
???????
he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else
but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings
“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”
he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head
“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”
you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”
he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”
you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped
swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”
“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”
you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”
“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”
“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”
he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”
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jadededge · 11 months
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Double Trouble || Jookyun - Ch.4
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Pairing: JooKyun x Reader
Genre: AU, Romance, Smut
Rating: M
Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.
Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.
Wattpad | AO3    (will likely always update these 2 places first)  
Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4
"Switching positions, I like to rotate."
"You ready sweetheart?" Jooheon asks.
You nod shyly, smiling up at him. He eases in slowly while hovering his face just above yours. His eyes are piercing straight into you and it is the most exquisite feeling. You both groan as he stretches you.
He pulls back out just a little and back in, getting you both used to the feeling. Once he's sure you're ready, he starts to pick up his pace. You're already feeling so good, you can't stop your moans of adoration from falling.
As if kissing you passionately while slow stroking wasn't enough to make you cum, he leans back and pulls your legs wider apart. In this new position he slams into you at an unrelenting pace. Suddenly you feel Changkyunnie sit to your left.
"You're taking Honey so well." He praises while stroking your hair. You glow on the inside. You can't help but let out the most sensual moan you can muster and squeeze Jooheon involuntarily. This sends him into a frenzy. The sounds filling the room were sinful. Skin slapping, and begging pleas.
"Fuuuuck. That felt amazing. You like it when we praise our Princess, hm?" He teases you, slamming into with accentuated thrust.
You only moan in response. Changkyun slaps your breast in response. "He asked you a question. Answer with words."
"Yes! Fuck- yes, I love it." You yell. "Feels so good. I'm gonna cum." You manage out in between thrust.
Changkyun moves his hand down to your clit and starts rubbing smooth, tight circles to it. You feel yourself nearing your end. "Let go baby."
You feel it deep in your spine. Creeping up to the surface, like the delightfulness of an itch being scratched. The feel of Jooheon filling you up and Changkyun controlling your body with his hands was simply too perfect. You snap.
"Yes baby fuck, I'm going to fill you up so good." His movement becomes erratic. Joo leans forward burying his head in your neck, whispering the sweetest dirtiest promises to you while he cums.
Rolling to your other side, he caresses your face while panting hard. "You are amazing." He leans up to give you a gentle kiss to the forehead.
"Truly. A sight to see." Changkyun adds, mimicking Jooheon's move. "But you're absolutely not done yet. It's my turn." He fake pouts.
"Then it's our turn." Joo adds
You're still reeling from this round. You can't imagine the next two... _______________________________________________________________
The next morning, you woke up to who you assumed was Honey wrapped around your waist, faced pressed to your back, because Changkyunnie was lying facing you. He was still asleep, his breath even and slow. You took this chance to observe him. You smile to yourself.
This sleeping angel shows no traces of the devil he was last night. You sandwiched between him and Honey, filled to the brim for most of the night, you wouldn't expect to be cooing at him this way in the light. He's adorable.
"Aw, I think it's cute. You staring at me with such adoration." He startled you by speaking. Eyes still closed.
You stammer. "What? I- I wasn't staring.." How did he know?
He slowly opens his eyes, "I felt you." He laughs a little. "It's okay. I told you, I think it's cute." He reaches up to gently glide his thumb over your cheek. "Hi." He says.
Your heart melts. "Hi."
He leans in to give you a kiss and you move just a little to meet him. At this, Jooheon grumbles, "Noo." and tightens his hold on you.
Changkyun scoffs, "Cockblocking baby." You chuckle at the pair. "You want breakfast princess?"
"Sure. Whatever's easiest to make." You offer not wanting to have him going out of his way.
"It's easiest for me to give you whatever you desire." He stares at you deeply. "So what would you like?"
You blush hard. "An omelette and toast?"
He squints a little, "I can do that. Relax a little more I'll come get you when it's ready." He leans and kisses you again. While getting up and out of bed, he reaches around and gives Jooheon a slap to the back.
"Fuck! Man, why would you do that?" Jooheon complains.
"You're hogging her, let her move around." Changkyun reprimands while getting dressed.
Joo rolls over mumbling under his breath, "I wasn't the one sucking face all morning. Stupid..." and drifts back off.
You're left laughing during the whole exchange. Rolling to your side, you absentmindedly stroked Honey's back til you're drifting back to sleep.
"Baby. Get up." You hear in your dream. "Baby... Changkyun made breakfast. A whole spread. I helped though." You grumble awake. "He's going to say I didn't but I did."
You roll over to see Jooheon smiling at you. "What time is it?" You ask.
"Just after 11. When I got up you looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you up." He coos at you.
You smile. "Okay, give me 15 minutes and I'll be down."
Leaving you to your morning routine, you quickly freshen up with the toiletries the boys left for you and head down stairs.
Honey said Changkyun made a spread but you didn't expect all of this.
"Do you all normally eat this much?"
"No. It's for you, obviously."
He's a smartass huh. That's amusing. You think chuckling to yourself. "Thank you Changkyunnie."
You notice he blushes a little before abruptly turning around. "It's nothing.
Jooheon leans in and whispers to you, "He really likes you."
After eating, the 3 of you lounged for some time while chatting. Before you knew it, a couple of hours had passed. You start to think maybe you should leave. You could use a shower in your own space, and, to be honest, you didn't want to seem too clingy.
"Well I had a great morning, but I need to get home." You move to face Jooheon. He had maneuvered you into a cuddle, with you leaning on him.
With a pout he responds, "Nooo. Why? Stay." He puts both his arms around your waist and pulls you in. When he puts his face in the crook of your neck, you nearly lose your resolve.
"Yeah, why? You're tolerable to be around." Changkyun says, kind of off handedly still staring at the tv.
"Aw, see, you have to stay. Changkyunnie really really likes you." Jooheon reveals. "He doesn't like anybody hanging around too long."
"Dude.." Changkyun throws a small pillow at Jooheon.
"I mean, I need to shower and change for starters. And.. well," You regret instantly saying anything. You try to back out.
"We're not sick of you. If that's what you're thinking. Are you sick of us? Are we too clingy?" Jooheon grabs you tighter, staring at you nearly pouting. God, he's adorable. And dangerous...
This is baffling to say the least. This man is nearly the complete opposite of what he seems. He's worried that he's too clingy, ha!
You chuckle a little, "no, you're not too clingy. And I would stay but I still need my things."
"We can get you stuff or take you to your place." Honey moves to put his head in your lap and look up at you. The same position you were in last night. Funny.
Changkyun moves to sit next to you leaning back with his arm stretched along the couch behind you . "I can take you home to shower and get your things. Stay the rest of the weekend with us, Princess."
"What the hell." You decide. "Okay, sure. Take me home and bring me back." You smile at them.
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jae-bummer · 7 months
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The Color of Love
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Request: If you're still accepting requests with that prompt list, I'd absolutely love to request 11/soulmate au with Jooheon if possible! 🥺 There are never enough MX fics, especially not adorable fluffy ones!
Prompt:
11) Soulmate AU
Pairing: Monsta X Jooheon x Reader
Genre: Fluff
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Every love story was different, but always held the same three characteristics.
It could be ANYONE. Literally any person you pass on the street could be your soulmate. Didn't feel tiny in the expansive universe already?
It could happen at ANY time. Fifth grade math lesson? Accidental shoulder check at the grocery store? Awkward doctor's appointment? There was no telling where love would rear its ugly head.
Love in this new age? It always started with a burst of color.
"All I could see was this bright green going from my hand down my forearm," your best friend, Mina, rushed out excitedly. "It almost made me drop the weight I was holding."
"That's great, babe," you smiled, trying to be happy for her. "Who is the lucky guy?"
"His name is Hajoon," she continued dreamily. "I guess he'd seen me at the gym before but was too scared to say anything. Isn't that adorable?"
You would probably be going to Hell for not being over the moon for your best friend, but it was hard when you were still waiting.
Society put such an emphasis on finding your soulmate, it was impossible to think of much else. Going about your day, you tried to pay attention to who you brushed past or made casual physical contact with. That's how you would know.
When you touched your soulmate, color would bloom across your skin at the point of impact.
"Super cute," you sighed, avoiding eye contact. "So he saw you start to struggle and saved the day by spotting you?"
"Mhm," she hummed. "As soon as his fingers touched the back of my hand, it was like someone threw dye onto our arms. It was the craziest thing!"
"Sounds beautiful," you nodded, giving your best effort at a smile.
Clocking your failed attempts at support, Mina smiled sadly in return. "It's going to happen for you soon. I can feel it."
"Can you pass some of that feeling to me?" you grumbled. "I'd prefer not to ruin such a big day for my best friend."
"Hush," she cooed, wrapping an arm around you. "You haven't ruined anything. Sour mood or not, I have some good news."
"What's that?"
"Hajoon works for an entertainment company," she nodded. "He's an executive-"
"Cute AND rich?" you teased. "That IS some excellent news for you."
Smacking at your leg, Mina continued. "He asked if I wanted to go to a concert put on by his work. We have plans to meet up after, but do you want to go to the concert with me? He said I could bring a friend while he's working backstage on things."
"Why not?" you sighed. "Maybe I'll get elbowed in the crowd and accidentally find my soulmate."
"That's the spirit!"
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A few days later, you allowed Mina to get you dressed up, acting as her doll for the night. You could admit that you were going through the motions as you followed her to the venue. Determined to make sure it was a good night for her, you put on as bright of a smile as you could when she handed you a light stick.
"The group is called Monsta X," she instructed. "They have six members, and their music is really exciting."
"Got it," you nodded, positive you had listened to their songs before. "Who's my favorite?"
"Not Hyungwon," she grinned. "He's my favorite."
"Point him out to me so I know to stay clear," you chuckled.
"We also have a high touch after," she said brightly, tugging you through the crowd.
"High touch," you confirmed, searching your brain for what exactly that meant. "Can't wait."
"You're going to have fun," Mina said slowly, looking over her shoulder at you. "I promise."
And she was right, the show was a blast. You had never experienced a live concert like Monsta X's before. The energy of the crowed literally radiated through your body. You were right that you had heard some of their music before and sang along to all of the songs you knew. Being lost in the crowd that was all feeling the same electricity was incredible. It's like you were one giant, synchronous being.
After the show, you were a bit flustered from all the activity, nearly forgetting you had a chance to meet the idols before leaving (yes, you did break down and ask Mina what exactly a high touch was). Allowing her to once again navigate you to where you needed to be, it wasn't long before you were thrust in front of the very men you had been howling at only minutes before.
Pushing you in front of her, Mina pointed to the first member facing your way for the high touch. "That's Hyungwon."
Assessing him, you could easily see why he was her favorite. Handsome was an understatement, this man was ethereal. "Yeeaah he is."
"Y/N," your friend giggled, giving you a slight push. Taking the few steps forward, you slapped your hand in his for a high five. The moment lasted only seconds but there was a bit of a rush to meeting a celebrity.
Next came a tall, tan, and buff member you would later learn was Shownu.
After, you locked eyes with the third member, remembering him as one of the vibrant mood makers of the group. He had been incredible on stage.
As your hand skid across his, you shot back with a gasp.
"Yah!" the member shouted, hopping backwards as well. His focus ricocheted from his palm to yours, mouth completely agape. Looking down in fascination, colors began to wrap around his wrist and trickle down his arm.
Shocked by what was happening, you glanced down at your own arm as well, getting lost in the cloud-like imagery blossoming across your skin.
Gasps erupted around you by both spectators and other Monsta X members. You couldn't help but feel like you did something wrong. Like you weren't allowed to have someone so interesting and good looking as a soulmate.
This simply could not be possible.
"Hey!" Jooheon yelled, bringing your attention back to him. He wasn't talking to you, but shouting at a staff member while aggressively waving them over. "Yo!"
Snapping out of it a bit, you took another step back, only to be slightly held up by Mina behind you. This was sensory overload to the nth degree.
"Y/N," she hissed, her own eyes darting across the scene. "Did...did you just sync up with Jooheon? Is he your soulmate?"
Jooheon. You had never heard his name before, but it just sounded right.
"I...I think so," you managed, not entirely believing what was happening.
A staff member had finally appeared, listening to Jooheon as he rapid-fired the situation to his manager. Occasionally shooting looks of surprise your way, he didn't stop talking until they had both sidled up to you.
"We're stepping away from the high touch," his manager explained, taking you by the elbow and guiding you towards an adjacent hallway. "The fan meet will continue without Joohoney."
"That's not fair," you said slowly, shaking your head. Glancing to the man you assumed you were tied to for life now, you heaved a sigh. "Your fans have waited so long for you."
Looking helplessly back and forth between you and his manager, Jooheon croaked. "But you're my soulmate."
"I'm not saying I'm going to disappear," you smiled reassuringly. "I'll just wait until you're done. I've waited this long."
Giving a curt nod, Jooheon's eyes searched your face for a moment. His lips pulled into a slow smile before he reached up, giving your nose a boop. Immediately, his manager's jaw dropped, presumably as color stretched across the middle of your face.
Pleased with himself, Jooheon turned on his heel and took up his spot behind the table again. Maintaining eye contact with you, he offered a dazzling smile.
"Alright," his manager breathed out on a sigh. "Let's get you backstage, shall we?"
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Lost in your phone, trying to explain what was going on to the friend you had abandoned, you almost didn't notice him walk in.
Hearing the quiet click of the door closing, your head immediately snapped up to see Jooheon leaning against the entrance. His expression was full of hope, with a fringe of excitement. You could tell he was trying to reign in his enthusiasm. Judging by how hard he went on the stage; he seemed like a very reactive person. This quiet and careful side of him wasn't something you had really expected.
You supposed you had a lot to learn.
Crossing the room slowly, he took a seat on the coffee table in front of the couch you were sitting on. He bracketed your knees with his, creating an intimate space between the two of you.
Without hesitation, he took your hands gently between his, a light purple color already blooming from your fingertips. "Y/N, right?"
You barely remembered telling his manager your name, so he likely got passed the information.
"That's me."
"My soulmate."
You nodded weakly, looking from your joined hands and back up to his face. He smiled again before lifting your fingers to his mouth and kissing each tip in turn. As he did, it was like dropping food coloring into a glass of water. Different hues clouded out of your joints and went swirling around your skin. It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen.
Glancing up, you were immediately struck by the bright blue peppering Jooheon's mouth like ink blots. Slowly the color started to fade as your skin had lost contact with his mouth, but you still felt mesmerized by the whole experience.
"You're so beautiful," you said quietly, your eyes locking on his.
He gave you a close-lipped smile before tilting his head. Narrowing his eyes, he lifted his arm, and traced a small line on your cheekbone. You didn't have to see the result yourself to know that the visual had just as much of an effect on him as it did you.
"This is beautiful," he finally responded, dropping his hands to gather yours again. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of it."
"Me either," you breathed.
"I guess it gives me an excuse to hold your hand," he grinned, his eyes disappearing as it grew.
"You didn't need an excuse in the first place!" you laughed. "You're my soulmate now. You can hold my hand whenever you want."
"My soulmate," he whispered again. Each time he had voiced the words, there was a constant undertone of wonder.
"I don't think I'll get tired of hearing you say that," you chuckled, sure a blush was blazing across your face.
Jooheon furrowed his brows in thought. "Did you come to the show today as a fan? Was I your favorite?"
You coughed out a surprised laugh.
"It would be really awkward if you had a different favorite. If it was someone else, don't tell me who...
Okay, who was it?"
You continued to laugh as you shook your head. "I was only ever a casual fan. My friend had tickets and insisted I tag along. I promise I will be a Monbebe going forward, and you will always be my favorite."
"Damn right," he muttered. "And stay away from Minhyuk. He's more charming than I'd ever admit to him, and I don't want you getting caught in his cute little clutches."
"I will remain unshaken in my loyalty," you affirmed with a smirk. Plus, you had no idea who Minhyuk was, so that helped.
It was crazy to think of. If Mina didn't bring you here today, would you have ever discovered that Jooheon existed? Let alone that he was your soulmate?
You didn't want to think too hard on it. The universe worked in mysterious ways that you didn't expect to ever be privy to.
"So..." you hummed, glancing at Jooheon through your lashes. "What now?"
"Everything," he grinned, squeezing your hand. "We only have forever to figure out what happens next."
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marvelous-llama · 8 months
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remedyx · 3 months
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Christmas Proposal
Summary: Probably the most annoying proposal anyone had suffered through ever...
Pairing: Jooheon x Reader
WC: 1,337
Warnings: none
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“You want to open a gift early?” I raised an eyebrow at Jooheon.
He was sporting full puppy eyes as he nodded enthusiastically. Perched on the floor in front of the couch I had been lounging on while reading.
“Why?”
“Because I have a packed schedule Christmas day.”
“I know, but we established that we would at least have the morning together. Long enough for us to open presents and have a nice breakfast.”
He huffed, scooting closer and placing his elbows on the edge of the couch before dropping his chin into his open palms.
“I know, but I really think we should open at least one early so we can enjoy it together.”
I stared at him. Shaking my head as he pushed his bottom lip out a bit further. He was right about his schedule being full the day of this year. In fact, we had both barely managed to get some time off this week so we could spend at least some time together. We had actually planned on going somewhere today, but the gloomy weather outside had us deciding it may be better for us to stay in. Although I almost wished it hadn’t been so muggy outside because at least we would have been spending that time together.
Being stuck in the house instead meant there was an awful lot of distractions around for us to focus on rather than each other. Especially as Jooheon, who had sworn he wouldn’t work, picked up his laptop. Which led to me picking up a book when “just a minute” turned into fifteen, thirty, an hour, and the last time I had checked the time, we were approaching three hours. The blessing in it was that he at least stayed in the room with me. His occasional humming and thump of his fingers against my calf to whatever he was listening to reminding me he was there.
And that’s how we spent the morning into early afternoon together. Until Jooheon came to a stopping point and suggested we open presents early. Maybe suggested wasn’t the right term. Begging is a better word for what he was currently doing. Snapping my book closed I relented.
“Alright. We can open one.”
He jumped to his feet, victorious grin on his face as he made his way to our tree. That didn’t have many gifts under it in the first place. At least for the two of us. Most of them were meant for friends and family. Jooheon sifted through the little we had, looking like he was searching for one in particular before picking up a rather large box. He examined it for a second, and determining it was what he had been looking for, brought it over to me and deposited it in my lap.
“Are you sure you want me to open this one?”
“One-hundred percent.”
Shrugging, I began pulling the wrapping paper off. Pausing only when I could almost visibly see Jooheon shaking with excitement. Or maybe nerves. He looked up at me when I stopped.
“What?”
“Are you alright? You’re acting like you’ve downed a gallon of caffeine or something.”
“Yes. I’m fine, will you please hurry up? I’m dying over here.”
“You just said you were fine.”
“Y/N.” He stared at me in frustration.
The look of him making me laugh as I returned to opening his gift. Under all the paper was a plain cardboard box. The top of it barely taped shut making it easy for me to pop it open the rest of the way to find… another wrapped box. Glancing at him, I pulled it out. Making quick work of the paper and tape on this one too before finding another wrapped box inside it. I dropped it into my lap to look at Jooheon in exasperation. He was laughing as if seeing me go through these boxes was the funniest thing he’s ever witnessed.
“Really? Is this entire thing just going to be wrapped box after wrapped box?”
“Just keep going. You’re almost there.”
I was not, in fact, almost there. I tore through four more boxes inside boxes. My pile of trash growing in size next to me. Becoming increasingly annoying until I resorted to balling up every piece of wrapping paper I pulled off and throwing it at him.
“Jooheon! This is such a waste of paper and cardboard!”
He dodged another ball of wrapping paper. Cackles filling the room as he weakly nudged my leg to keep me going.
“Seriously. You’re getting closer.”
“Was your goal to piss me off? Because consider me thoroughly pissed right now.” I huffed, ripping open the top to find, surprise surprise, another box. “I don’t even want to keep going.”
The boxes continued to get smaller. Package getting lighter as I disposed of subsequent boxes and paper. It wasn’t until the wrapping paper covering each box changed from the green elf peppered print to a sparkly red and gold that Jooheon stifled his laughter and turned more serious. Figuring this must have been what the real gift was I frowned at him.
“Jooheon, I swear to God if this is another box…”
I sighed angrily, opening this one and fully expecting to find another box. And it was another box… sort of. It was a small, rounded square red velvet box. One I recognized from a jewelry store that Jooheon frequented on the rare occasions he did buy me jewelry. Which wasn’t super often, but that was because anything he brought from there wasn’t cheap and I didn’t let him spend that much money on me often. Already expecting it to be extravagant, I flipped it open, turning to stone the moment I laid eyes on the ring pillowed inside. The beautifully cut diamond in the center making it painfully obvious exactly what meaning it held.
Beside me, Jooheon shifted his position.  Gently taking the box from my hands and moving onto one knee in front of me. His head dipped, attempting to catch my eye from where I still sat staring at the ring. It felt like time had physically stopped. Everything around me moving at a snail’s pace. Including the way Jooheon called my name. Finally, I broke myself out of the trance. My eyes finding his easily at the same time my emotions caught up. I reached out, taking hold of his ear and pulling as tears streaked down my cheeks.
“You jerk! I don’t know whether to kiss you or beat you with one of these couch cushions for making me open all those damn boxes!”
He whined, catching my wrist to get me to let go of him. I did so reluctantly, choosing to wipe the overflowing tears away as they trailed down my cheeks.
“I’m sorry.” His smile was soft, meltingly gentle.
“You’re too much.” I sniffed, falling into his embrace when he opened his arms.
I buried my face into his shoulder. I couldn’t look at him much longer without breaking down into pieces. At least this way I could try to put myself back together long enough to give him his answer. He held me tightly in his lap, patient as he coddled me.
“I love you so much Y/N. Nothing would make me happier than if you agreed to marry me. No matter how annoying I may be.”
I laughed through my crying. Probably sounding like an utter mess, but I loved this goofball of a man more than anything in the world. And he was choosing me.
“Of course I’ll marry you. But just know that I’m already plotting payback for all those boxes and wasted paper.”
“Looking forward to it.” He chuckled.
I pulled away, waiting for him to take the ring out of its box to its home on my finger. He did so happily. Sliding it onto my hand before looping his fingers with mine and pulling me close again.
“I love you.” He whispered, his lips touching mine lovingly.
“I love you too.”
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spacequokka · 2 years
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RM1506: Production Mgmt
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Pairing: professor!Jooheon x student!Reader Genre: College AU, Smut Rating: M Summary: “I’ve been trying to figure out how to get you alone for weeks. You’re always with your friends, always where someone might see. But not today. Not this time.” Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: I have no shame, dirty talk (my signature at this point), spanking, pet name, unquenchable thirst, unprotected sex, creampie
This is my second entry for The Faculty, a Monsta X professor au series with @iibonniee​ who also made this gorgeous banner. If you like this series, please fill her inbox with love! I recommend Dangerous Woman for reading.
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Lee Jooheon was the kind of man who inspired people. Whether it was to graduate, create the best web series, or figure out a way to climb his tall ass, he was simply inspirational. You’d been trying to figure out how to do that last one for three years now. When you first saw him freshman year, you were done for. Sure, he was a teacher, and you weren’t in any of his classes. But your friends were, and you admittedly abused that. Over the years, Professor Lee came to know you as “that brat” sneaking into his lectures with her friends. The one who’d pout but was at least obedient when asked to leave. You liked to believe that since he hadn’t reported you, he somewhat tolerated your shenanigans.
He never complained about the way you often watched him walk by in the hallways or how you’d wink when you caught him watching you. You didn’t want to assume the attraction was mutual, though. It was entirely possible he was brainstorming ways to dump your body in the woods without getting caught. Didn’t mean you couldn’t keep dreaming and wishing for a miracle.
Classes for the day had long since ended. You’d just finished with a small errand for a different Professor Lee when you heard something…off. Something that you don’t usually hear in an academic setting. Muffled moans. You looked around and confirmed the hall was empty. The math building tended to empty out fast after the evening classes. Was someone ducked off somewhere watching porn? Why the fuck would someone want to watch porn in the math building? The music building was a million times better. Soundproof with more space between classrooms.
Curse you for being nosy.
You weren’t in a rush to go to your dorm room, so you figured you might as well see what was up. Channeling your best Black Widow stealth mode, you tiptoed down the hall, listening intently as the sounds got louder. Someone was about to get a heart attack.
The volume of the moans varied, but you found the door. Room 1526. You held your breath as you listened. Heavy breathing mixed with gasps and whines. Damn, someone was really getting it. Then the oddest thing happened. Screeches of metal across the floor. You heard it all the time when classes ended from people getting up from their desks. The flooring in the buildings wasn’t the best, and the heavy desks made it known. So then…this wasn’t a video. Someone was actually fucking in the Calculus classroom.
Oh, shi—
A large hand covered your mouth, and you were hauled back off your feet. You squealed and flailed, doing everything you could think of to throw the strong motherfucker off. You got in a few jabs with your elbow before you heard “Ow! Will you calm down?”
You knew that anime protagonist voice anywhere. “Professor Joo?” You asked, though your voice was muffled, and stopped swinging.
A door opened and then you were in a dimly lit closet with your back pressed up against a wall. “Ah, fuck. My ribs.” Judging by the scented powder wafting off him, you confirmed it was the Object of your Obsessive Horniness, the Production Management professor. And you’d hurt him. Well, shit.
“I’m so sorry—” You started, but he cut you off with a finger to your lips.
Somewhere nearby a door, presumably the porn room, opened followed by faint whispers. You weren’t dumb. You knew he was very close with Professor Im and it was clear as fuck he was trying to protect his friend as much as he could. Sweet, really, but you had zero interest in whoever was getting fucked in that classroom when you had him pressed up against you like this. While he focused on the hallway, you let the situation sink in. Dark small space with Professor Dimples close enough to taste. You shifted against him, maneuvering so that his thigh slotted neatly between your legs to keep his balance.
“He’s taking forever,” he hissed. Agreed, but you weren’t complaining. You settled your hands on his hips, savoring the feel of his slacks under your fingertips. He didn’t react to your touch, so you explored a little more. His shirt was tucked into his pants, but you wanted to feel his skin. The second he felt you tugging on his shirt, he stiffened and turned his head so that his cheek was against yours. “Now isn’t the time, _____.”
Your face scrunched up with a smile. “You know my name?”
“I know a lot more than just your name.” His free hand moved to your hip as he continued to whisper in your ear. “I know you’re a music major with a talent for recording. That you’d like to work with me at least once before you graduate. You’re actually an excellent student when I’m not involved. Kihyun has nothing but good things to say about you. But,” he took a deep breath and released it on a shudder when you worked the shirt free, “you’re so fucking dense.”
“Hey!” You started to protest, but he covered your mouth with his hand.
“Quiet,” he begged with a slight whine. He stopped to listen again and when the silence continued beyond your little bubble, he took his hand away. “How else do you explain being hellbent on fucking me without realizing how I feel?”
You blinked at the shadowy outline of his face. “Um, what now?”
He pressed closer, bracing himself on one arm on the wall near your head. “I’ve never had anyone so determined to get with me. And be so vocal about it, too. You don’t pay attention to your surroundings. You don’t care who hears you whine about me not dicking you down.” He chuckled. “Even the Dean’s making fun of how bad you got it for me.”
“That’s…unfortunate. If I make you uncomfortable, you know you only have to say so.” You removed your hands and held them up. “You never said anything—”
“Oh, sweetness. That’s because I love it.” He squeezed your hip and pulled you against him as he pressed his thigh up against your core. You gasped as the sudden contact sent a jolt through you that left you chest to chest with him, hands holding onto his shoulders for dear life. “I’ve been trying to figure out how to get you alone for weeks. You’re always with your friends, always where someone might see. But not today. Not this time.” His fingertips brushed along your jaw, then you felt his lips graze yours. “You haven’t even figured out we go to the same club every Saturday.”
You stopped chasing his lips. “What?”
“What?” He mimicked, sounding more like a parrot than a human. “Yeah, we do. You make me watch you get drunk and practically fuck whoever dances with you right there on the floor. But I gotta know something. Why don’t you ever take anyone home?” He spoke the words against your lips as his hands traveled down your body to the back pockets of your jeans where he slipped his fingers in. “Hm? Knowing you’re so eager to get fucked and cum, why don’t you let someone give you the release you crave?”
“Because they’re not you.” No need to even hesitate. “Why would I settle for subpar sex when I can do an excellent job with my vibrator and memories of the way you bite your lip when you’re waiting for me to leave your class? I may seem desperate, but really I’m just you-sexual. Joosexual, if you will. I want more than just sex. I want the experience.”
His answer was a deep, throaty moan that bordered on a growl. “Fuck, _____. Can I have you? Can I give you what you’re dying for?”
“Please.” You moaned, pressing down on his thigh with a needy cry. He pulled his hands out of your pockets and grabbed your ass with both hands, encouraging you to rut against him while pressing kisses to your jaw.
“Do you dream about doing this? Because I do.” He caught your earlobe with his lips and nipped it. “I’ve always wanted to feel your pussy on my thigh through these ass-hugging jeans you’re so fond of. Who do you wear them for, sweetness? Who do you want fantasizing about this,” he smacked the side of your thigh, “juicy ass?”
You bit your lip. “No one but you. I like making you look at me. Makes me feel sexy.”
“Does it now. C’mere.” His lips captured yours in a kiss that made you both go up in flames, making every contact of skin leave searing heat in its wake. It was all-consuming, stealing your breath and pride, leaving you gasping for air by the time he let you go.
“Turn around,” he ordered as he backed away.
“But I want you down my throat.” You resisted his insistent hands trying to turn you around with a pout.
“Next time, sweetness. I promise. Not here though.” You gave in only because of the reassurance there’d be more to come. See? You weren’t always a brat. “Good girl.” He pulled you against his chest and got to work unbuttoning your jeans and working them down your legs, along with your panties. He grabbed your hips and gently pressed into your back with his thumbs as he angled you towards the wall. “Hands up.”
The second you were in the desired position, one of his hands disappeared for a few seconds as messy slurping filled the room. You shivered in anticipation and were rewarded with his wet fingers gliding through your lower lips. “Oh, god.”
“Mmm, no sweetness. I wanna hear my name.” He smacked your ass. “Lemme hear you say it.”
You were losing your shit. He could ask for the moon and you’d scramble to figure out a way to get it for him. “Jooheon.”
“Mm, yeah.” He rewarded you with a finger, stroking your wet walls. “Music to my ears.”
“Please, Jooheon.” You trembled, just barely able to keep standing. “Fuck me already. Fill me up.”
“Can’t say no when you look so sexy for me.” His hands left your body, followed by the clink of his belt and his pants unzipping. “Where’s the condom you keep on you?”
Your jaw dropped. “How’d you—”
“I told you already. You don’t care who hears you talk about me.” He groaned when his dick brushed against the curve of your ass. “Shit. Give it to me or I’m going in raw.”
“Ooh, fuck. Are you serious? Because I’m on the pill and I swear I’m clean—” Your mouth clamped shut when the fat head of his cock pressed against your entrance. You pushed back on him and your pussy sucked him right in, making you both moan.
He buried his face in your neck as he covered your mouth with his hand. “Oh, shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck. So tight. Ah.” He wrapped his other arm around your waist and held you steady. You still had six more inches to take. “You feel even better than I imagined.”
You heard him, but just barely. Your sanity was slipping away as he continued to push inside, moaning softly in your ear each time you clenched and made it harder for him to ease inside. You’d heard stories of people cumming just from putting it in, but always dismissed it as an exaggeration. They must have had insane sexual tension and months of celibacy because it felt like a possibility right there in Jooheon’s arms. You reached back with both hands and palmed his thighs before squeezing them. You’d waited long enough for him to ruin you.
With a steadying breath, you thrust back on him, forcing the rest of his dick in. He shivered and held you tightly as he pressed kisses to the side of your neck. “G-gimme a second, sweetness. I can feel your fucking heartbeat on my dick. That’s so fucking hot. Like a hummingbird.”
You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. Only he could still manage to be cute while stuffing you with his cock. You granted him a chance to adjust and calm down as you enjoyed the way his hands caressed you from your breasts down to your thighs and back. Up and down, over and over, as his dick gradually stopped twitching. When he wrapped his arms around you again, you decided you’d waited long enough. You reached back and held his neck with one hand as you pulled your hips away.
“No. What are you—” The words died in his throat when you tugged on his leg while pushing back on his dick, creating a single clap of skin. He didn’t protest when you immediately pulled away to do it again, determined to fuck yourself if you had to. Jooheon straightened up and grabbed your hips. “Knew you wouldn’t let me just enjoy the feel of this delicious pussy wrapped around my dick for long.” He snapped his hips, forcing you to brace yourself on the wall. “So eager and needy. Always tempting me.” His hand cupped the front of your throat but didn’t apply any pressure. “Now I can finally fuck you stupid.”
Each thrust left you speechless as he went deeper than anyone you’ve had before, stretching you as he circled his hips, searching for that spot. It was pointless to try to keep it down when he eventually brushed against it and left you crying out.
“There we go.” He moaned as you got tighter. “Come here, sweetness.” He bent over and molded his body against your back as he fucked into you harder, faster. “Touch yourself for me. Be my DJ.”
He guided your hand down to your pussy and pressed your fingers against your clit. Each swirl of your finger around your clit brought you closer to orgasm as he pounded away. “I’m, I’m almost there.”
“I can feel it.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders as he jack hammered into you. “I am too. I am—ah, fuck—right there. So close. So close.” You held onto his arm and met his thrusts, throwing it back so hard his hips stuttered. He came first with a low whine as his strokes slowed down but were longer. Being held tightly while feeling his dick twitch deep inside you was nirvana. His lips brushed the shell of your ear and he said, “Cum for me, sweetness.”
Euphoria washed over you from your head to your toes as you fulfilled your ultimate fantasy: creaming on Professor Lee’s fat dick. Knowing it was him, that you’d finally gotten a taste of him, left you light-headed as your legs threatened to give out on you. You didn’t realize you were chanting his name in between strings of gibberish as he pressed kisses along your neck and shoulder.
“Shit, _____.” He gave you a little squeeze. “The best I’ve ever had.”
You laughed, breathless and beyond satisfied with how your body buzzed. “You don’t have to keep up the act. I’m sure Professor Im is long gone. I won’t tell anyone what I heard.”
“Hm?” He sighed blissfully, then shook his head. “What act? I couldn’t fake a nut that good even with years of drama classes.”
“You knew someone was fucking in his class, right? That’s why you pulled me into the closet.” You tried to look at him over your shoulder. “Wasn’t this just to distract me?”
Your eyes met as his widened. “I didn’t hear anything. I had Minhyuk send you on an errand after his class so I could get you away from your little friends.” His eyes darted all over your face. “I was telling you to be quiet so we wouldn’t get caught.”
Oh.
Ohhhh.
“Either way, he should be gone by now.” Jooheon smiled before planting a kiss on your lips. “You hungry? We can grab dinner on the way back to my place.”
“Really?”
“Of course. When I said next time, I meant it. Today.”
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jnginlov · 2 years
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happy birthday texts
monsta x wishes you happy birthday
warnings mentions of kissing/making out (minhyuk, hyungwon), lots of pet names, mention of food (wonho, minhyuk, hyungwon, joohoney)
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note this is super self indulgent, i mean it is a birthday gift to myself so whatever
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purp1einmyh3ad · 6 months
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God, forgive me
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kinktober masterlist
hello everyone! this is my first time doing kinktober/posting on tumblr so please forgive me if my writing isn't up to par but thank you for reading and feel free to send me any requests!
warnings ⚠️: every story will have smut ! (18+)
day 1: need you | jooheon (monsta x) | - free use/cockwarming/dumification
day 2: cum for me | hwiyoung (sf9) | - cunnilingus/squirting/nipple sucking
day 3: worth the wait | changkyun (monsta x) | - edging/orgasm denial
day 4: right here | heeseung (enhypen) | - public sex
day 5: stuff me full | jake (enhypen) | - breeding kink
day 6: size kink
day 7:
day 8:
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lubbuub · 2 years
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♡ 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘕𝘚𝘍𝘞, 18+... 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺.
a walk in the park is what you wanted, with your boyfriend while his schedule wasn't so busy, holding hands and occasionally kissing. stopping to get one of your favorite snacks from a food stand, you could feel your boyfriend burning a hole in your back, you knew he was staring.
his hands roaming around your body as you place your order. jooheon isn't such a huge fan of pda but you've been working out lately as a new hobby while he's been working. your ass was getting fatter and he noticed but he knew you were looking forward to enjoying at least one day out with him, so he controlled himself and you guys ended off the day with a nice dinner.
10:43pm
barely stepping foot into your apartment, you heard your boyfriends stern voice trailing behind you.
"bedroom, now."
watching jooheon disappear into your room, you follow behind. directing you with his finger to 'come here' as he sat on the edge of the bed. grabbing your hips as you inch closer to him. wasting no time, he turned you around.
his hands snaking around your waist to the button of your jeans, pulling them down your legs. "god damn baby, look at you.." he said admiring your body. "all this is mines" running his hands along your curves.
sitting you down on his lap, you felt the hardness of his dick. running kisses along your neck.
the grip on your hips getting tighter as he whispered "you know I'm about to fuck you up right?" you nodded, already knowing what you were about to get into.
leaning back into his chest you let him get more access to your body. sliding your panties to the side, feeling your wetness, he slid a finger into your core making you gasp. spreading your legs a little more, he added another finger, his thumb attacking your clit.
you head falling back from the pleasure and earning kisses from your boyfriend as you began to feel a knot in your stomach while loud moans escaped your lips.
he knew you were about to cum, curling his fingers to hit your spot as you released on his fingers.
getting more comfortable on the bed, he removed his dick from his sweatpants.
"come ride this dick baby"
watching you hover over him, slowly lowering yourself. kissing your soft lips while you adjust to his size. you began slowly bouncing up and down going at your own pace, but honey wasn't having it.
gripping and lifting your hips, he started ramming into you. shaky moans take over your body while your boyfriend fucked you until your eyes rolled back.
a slap to your ass echoed throughout your dim lit room, "look at me" you heard him say. "I want to see how good I'm fucking my baby" your eyes met his, full of lust. the sloppy sounds of your wet cunt connecting with your boyfriends hips, you knew the neighbors were hearing how loud you were.
feeling that knot in your stomach again "i'm gonna cum." hiding your face in your boyfriends neck while he finishes you off. a few more hard strokes before you came both came together, riding out your high.
"I've missed you y/n"
"me too"
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iibonniee · 2 years
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omg that reaction was so cute could you do more husband! mx reactions when you have time in the future 🥹 god bless whoever requested that my heart is so fullll
Husband!Monsta X Scenarios (requested)
Genre: establish relationship
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word Count: 2k
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Shownu:
The clock hit midnight the second the front door clicked shut. As if his body knew, the exhaustion no longer hit in waves, but this time it was full force and at an ugly rate. He knew it was only a matter of time before he crashed.
His shoes were off in seconds, joining the rest of the shoes that were lined up. His next quest was to go to the bedroom for some much needed rest. The moment the living room was in view, his eyes found his wife’s sleeping figure. 
The blanket was halfway to the floor and the pillow she had laid her head on was about to follow suit. His smile was sleepy as he took no longer than a second to reach her. 
He knew the mess on the coffee table was a quick fix, but wanting to go to bed and have his wife with him seemed like a better priority. Fixing the pillow so her head was now underneath it, his next move was to squeeze on the couch with her, hoping to get a good night's rest.
“Hyunwoo?” His wife’s voice was soft as it met the silent air. He felt her move around in his arms, seemingly confused as she tried to wake up and adjust to everything.
“I’m here, you can rest now.” Hyunwoo’s voice was soft as he whispered to his wife. One eye was propped open to see her faint moonlit smile, prompting him to smile as well.
“Do you want to move to the bed? It might be more comfortable."
Though her offer seemed tempting, Hyunwoo knew that he had picked his poison the moment he laid on the couch with her. 
“No, let’s have a sleepover out here.”
Minhyuk:
Rather than being greeted with a kiss and a “Welcome home, love”, Y/N was greeted with the strong smell of fresh paint and the humming of her lover, Minhyuk. 
Her brows raised in slight confusion the more she inched into their new home. The once beautiful spruce wooden floor was now covered in a clear tarp that seemed to fall victim to the wet paint. 
Y/N knew the song Minhyuk was humming. A catchy American oldy by Elvis. Even though their wedding was fresh, Y/N noticed how Minhyuk held onto every little detail from the wedding as long as possible. The song, “Can’t Help Falling in Love” was the song they chose to have their first dance together to, and if Minhyuk didn’t cry when he first saw her walking down the aisle, he certainly did when they had their first dance. 
“I thought you were going to wait for me.” She felt bad for laughing the moment Minhyuk jumped in fear. Wild eyes met her own, his frown was soon replaced with a joyous smile.
“You can still join.” Minhyuk’s eyes held a spark of hope as he spoke, “I didn’t get much done, anyways.”
Moving deeper into the apartment, Minhyuk’s free hand was immediately held out for her own, desperately wanting her touch. Her fingers met his and he pulled her close, his lips meeting her cheek without a second thought.
“You know, I don’t think I would’ve done this with anyone else.” Minhyuk’s sentence caused her to raise a brow, her attention now fully on him.
“I sure fucking hope not, Lee Minhyuk.”
Kihyun:
It was the smell of earthy warmth - nutty, rich, with a hint of sour components and the same heaviness - that woke Y/N up from her deep sleep. Sitting up, she blinked against the harsh morning light, trying to think of what was being made.
Coffee. 
Sitting up, her eyes glanced around the room, then drifted down to her lap. She noticed almost right away the lack of clothing. A soft blush formed on her face as the memories of last night came crashing down. The night was still fresh on her mind. A new home to make many memories in.
She stood up, quickly noticing how the cool air ate away at her skin. Looking around the room, her eyes landed on a stray white button-up shirt throwing it on as she ventured outside for the first time that morning.
The smell of coffee had her hooked as she made her way out of the room and down the hall. The new apartment felt almost foreign to her. Each inch of the apartment waiting to be a part of a new story.
“There you are.” Her voice was soft as she padded her way closer to him. “And he cooks? I think I married well.” 
His chuckle was light as he heard her joking tone. Turning to glance at her, he shot her his own sleepy morning smile. Placing a quick peck on his cheek, she turned her attention to her awaiting coffee cup, the steam telling her it was just made.
“Good morning to you, as well. Breakfast will be done soon.” Kihyun hummed as she glanced at him. His smile was never fading even for this time of morning. “Your mom swung by earlier.”
This caused her to turn to him with a raised brow. It hadn’t been long since they returned from Jeju island and her mother was already coming around?
“What did she want?”
“She made us the cookies we like so much.” 
This caused Y/N to slightly roll her eyes. She knew her mother a bit too well, and whether Kihyun was turning a blind eye to her mother's actions or not, she wouldn’t know.
“The cookies you like, Kihyun. You have my mother wrapped around your finger. I swear I don’t know how you exactly do it.”
“Does it matter as long as I do it for you?”
“I guess you make a good point.”
Hyungwon:
The bright smile Y/N held was undeniably adorable. Like a kid on Christmas morning, the smile lit up her eyes and he watched her look over the almost crowded hotel room. Her mouth was parted slightly in a mix of shock and happiness.
It had taken him almost four hours to make something as simple as a blanket fort. 
Four hours of hoping she would be distracted long enough that he could fulfill this unspoken promise to her, so she could relive such a massive childhood event. He watched as she turned to him in excitement, her mouth opening and closing as she wasn’t sure of what to say.
“Hyungwon…” She finally spoke, tears brimming her eyes as she took another look at the pillow fort. “Did you do this?”
Hyungwon’s proud smile was massive as he nodded. He wasn’t going to deny he put so much effort into this for her.
“Go look inside.”
Listening to his words, she moved towards the parted blanket, glancing inside. Hyungwon watched as she looked around, her smile never leaving, even as her eyes fell on the pile of snacks right next to his dimmed laptop. 
He was thrown off guard the second she threw her body at him, the both of them falling on the carpeted ground.
“I don’t deserve you.” She whispered, holding him close. 
“Anything for my beautiful wife. We’ll ditch our dinner reservations for some pizza and soda. How’s that?”
“God, you read my mind.”
Jooheon:
“I understand that, but can’t we move the meeting until next Wednesday? I just got home from my honeymoon and I feel like jumping into meetings is just too much.”
The bubbling frustration mixed with her words well. It wasn’t even a day of being home before she was hounded with news of upcoming meetings and proposals. Her eyes found her lover's, who sat on the couch watching her where she stood. 
The words of her assistant pulled her back to reality. Turning her attention away from her curious husband, her focus was now on the call. Just for a moment, she just wished someone could understand her situation. 
It was just too soon.
Before the frustration became too much, a pair of arms that wrapped around her body were her saving grace. Glancing over at her other half, she watched as he placed his head on her shoulder.
“Is everything ok?” He whispered softly as his fingers softly massaged her skin. 
“Work.” She whispered, trying to pay attention to her assistant. 
At her answer, Jooheon’s face scrunched up in disappointment. His eyes snapped towards her phone and before she knew it her phone was in his hands.
“I think you should listen to her. We just got back from our honeymoon and she’s exhausted. Tomorrow is too soon for her to be worried about meetings. That’s all.”
Her eyes were wide as she watched him hang up with a triumphant smile. Turning to her with his dimpled smile forced a smile of her own.
“You didn’t need to do that, Joo…”
“I did,” He spoke, his arms reaching out to pull her close. “We just got back from the first seven days of the rest of our lives. Work can wait for another two.”
Changkyun:
It was roughly nine in the morning when the birds outside woke Changkyun up with their morning song. Turning on his side, Changkyun’s breath was caught in his throat at the sight of his wife. The morning sun allowed enough light to peek through the semi-parted curtains and onto her sleeping form.
The distance between their bodies was next to nothing, but he didn’t care. A smile slowly grew on his face as he reached out to brush the stray strands of hair from her face. Almost unbothered by such actions, he watched as his wife slowly smiled in her sleep.
Just two weeks ago, she gave him her love for the rest of their lives. Just one week ago, he was mesmerized by her smile while they walked around her dream vacation. Just this morning, he was taken aback by her beauty. 
His fingers stilled at her slight movement, his breath once again caught in his throat, fearing that he had woken her up.
“Good morning, Mr. Im.” Her voice was soft as her e/c eyes finally opened to meet his own. She was greeted with his soft, love-filled smile. 
“Good morning, Mrs. Im. I… I hope I didn’t wake you.”
Her answer was a tired head shake. He watched as she snuggled deeper into the white fluffy pillow, her tired smile never fading, “You didn’t wake me, baby. Your soft touch would’ve kept me in my sleep if I wasn’t so excited to spend another day with you.”
Wonho:
Hoseok remembered the first time he met Y/N. It was cliché. A simple accidental bump in and her apologizing profusely for such an accident. What surprised him the most was how she didn’t recognize him. To her he was a simple man amongst the sea of others. 
He remembered how fast his heart raced as she gave him a smile. How he couldn’t allow her to leave in fear he’d never see her again. So, with a huff of courage, he asked for her number. He remembered how surprised she was, but regardless she gave it to him. 
He remembered the courage he had built up for their first date. How well their first date went. He could remember each detail perfectly. How beautiful she looked under the moonlight and how her attention was simply on his.
Five beautiful years and he finally had the courage to ask her to be his wife. 
He remembers each detail about their wedding night. How he didn’t care how stupid he looked if he cried as she walked down the isle. How her beauty was incomparable to anyone he has ever met. How she was his.
“I’m so happy with you, Mrs. Lee.” Hoseok whispered the moment he was able to wrap his arms around his wife.
Her giggles were like music to his ears. His favorite song in all of the world.
“And I’m so happy with you, Mr. Lee.”
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misfit-nvrfitin · 9 months
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MONSTAX FIC REC!
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SHOWNU MINHYUK KIHYUN HYUNGWON JOOHEON IM
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jadededge · 1 year
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Double Trouble || Jookyun - Ch.3
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Pairing: JooKyun x Reader
Genre: AU, Romance, Smut
Rating: M
Summary: Jooheon and Changkyun are an inseparable duo. They do everything together, and dating was no exception. You see them all the time and silently pine but eventually meet them and things progress from there.
Basically reader and her two boyfriends. Smut. Fluff.
Wattpad | AO3    (will likely always update these 2 places first)  
Navigation: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4
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You look between the pair of them. "Not uncomfortable. But I am feeling hunted." You raise a brow at Honey and set your glass on the table.
"Ah, you think you haven't already been caught." Changkyun says tipping his glass in your direction then taking another sip.
You gulp. Loud. You're certain they can hear it. They're taunting you. They know they've got you right where they want. Now the duo is just toying with you.
Jooheon is still running his thumb across your shoulder. Being sure to ever so lightly brush against the strap of your dress. You're not wondering if he won't slide it right down. He leans over to whisper in your ear, "do you want to continue playing with us?"
"Yes." You startle yourself with how quick you respond.
Jooheon leans over and places a gentle kiss on your neck, just below your ear. You purr from his touch and you can feel his smile through your skin. With your face heating up, you can't help but close your eyes and tilt your head back to give him more access.
He pulls back to look at you. "Mmm, baby's feeling good already."
"And we haven't even gotten started yet." Changkyun says standing and extending his hand towards you. "Come here, Princess."
You instantly obey. What wouldn't I do for these two? You ask yourself. It's a scary thought, but a piece of you feels at home here. As Changkyun holds your hand, he pulls you close, hovering his lips just above yours. He moves at an achingly slow pace. It makes you feel needy but you suppress your urge to whine.
"Will you be good for us?" His breath feathers your lips. "Because we're going to treat you so well."
Just as you were about to cave and beg, he presses a soft kiss to your lips. With one hand on your waist, he takes the other and snakes it around the side of your neck. This eggs you on. You moan, taking your tongue and licking his bottom lip, biting it slightly.
It shocks Changkyun a little, he pulls back and smiles. "Hyung, I think we've got a biter."
"Do we?" Jooheon comes up to you both and turns you his direction. Changkyun keeps his hand on your waist while Jooheon grabs your face gently and kisses you. Kissing him was better than you imagined. His lips were soft and pouty. And if you thought they felt good on your neck, it was nothing to how they felt against your lips, consuming every bit of your taste.
"You know, Changkyunnie likes to bite too." Jooheon continues.
As soon as the words leave his mouth, you feel a small lick and bite to the top of your back. You melt instantly, letting out another moan. Changkyun is pressing further into your back and you can feel how excited he is. God I won't survive tonight.
"What a lovely sound. I wonder..." Jooheon says in a low tone.
Breathlessly you ask, "Wonder what?" It was a trap, you knew it but you couldn't resist.
"What else we can do to get you to make sounds?" Changkyun says kissing his way up the back of your neck.
Jooheon's hand wanders down your front. From your neck, down the center of your chest, to valley of your breasts. His eyes following the motion. "Honey please." You practically beg.
"Please what?" He asks looking up into your eyes.
Changkyun's hands are now resting on your stomach while he leans in by your ear, "Tell us what you want?"
"Both of you. Everything. Please." You lay it all out for them. With their hands and mouths all over you, it was driving you crazy. In this moment, you surrendered completely. You throw your hands around Honey's neck locking them together and move to kiss himself yourself.
He lets out a delighted groan and returns your fervor. With Changkyun skimming his hands up your thighs to the hem of your dress, you feel like your legs will give out. Never had you felt such bliss. Being sandwiched between their two very different but hard bodies was Heaven. Everything after happened in a blur.
In a flurry of movements you all ended up back on the couch. Honey sits down and Changkyun turns you and lays you with your head in Jooheon's lap. Looking up at him with doe eyes, you bit your lip. "Fuck. Okay baby, Changkyunnie is going to eat that sweet pussy and then we're taking you home and fucking you senseless." You gasp at his bluntness.
"Yes."
Honey moves to palm your breast. His simple touch drives you insane as you arch your back slightly. Changkyun is kneeling between your legs skimming his hands up to your thighs, slowly pushing the hem of your dress up.
"Fuck. You two are driving me crazy." You admit. You reach out to place your hands on Changkyun's arms. He's moving too slow again.
Changkyun pauses his movements and you whine.
Jooheon lightly tugs your hair forcing you to look up at him. "Hey. I thought you said you'd be a good girl? Don't be a brat."
You pout. "I'm sorry Honey. I'll be good."
Changkyun moves your dress up your thighs, revealing your sheer black thong to him. He lets out a shaky breath as he moves closer to your heat. You grow self-conscious and blush profusely. When you move to a cover your face with you arms, Honey stops you.
"Don't. I need you baby. But you have to be good." He guides your hands above your head. "Leave them there and don't move them."
You bite your lip and nod. Changkyun then pulls your underwear down your legs, capturing your attention once again. Once off, he leans back to place them in his pocket. You hear Jooheon chuckle a little but don't take your eyes from Changkyun.
"Good girl. Keep your eyes on me." He praises. He then lowers himself down and licks a stripe up your center. You shudder, letting out a groan.
"Fuck." Jooheon says. "I knew you could make more pretty sounds." Running his hand over your hair.
You're already a moaning mess when he dives in again. He licks your clit slowly, then begins to suck. You lose your mind, arching your back while moaning loudly.
"Changkyunnie's making you feel good, huh baby?" Jooheon coos at you.
"Mmm, fuck, yes he is." You answer him.
Changkyun inserts his fingers into you and starts working you in sync with his tongue. You won't last long if he keeps at it like this. You're beginning to falter.
Honey takes this opportunity to start rolling your nipples between his fingers over the thin material of your dress, uttering soft praises to you. You fall even further.
You want to grab onto Changkyunnie's hair to ground you to something but you're afraid of what the consequences will be. Leaving you without much time to think, Changkyun pulls back to look at you still working his fingers in and out. "You look so pretty like this Princess. All fucked out, dying to come." He licks his lips.
Looking pure as sin, you lock into his gaze completely. He smirks at you and curls his fingers upwards, touching that spot. You throw your head back and scream his name. A few more times he does this and returns his mouth to your clit. I can't take anymore. "I'm so close."
"Cum for us baby." Jooheon commands. And you let go completely. All the pent up tension, teasing, months of fantasizing, everything comes out.
Changkyun is sure to lap up every bit of your release before sitting up to look at you. As you begin to come down you look at him once again. His level gaze has a sparkle in it. He knows he owns me. I am fucked.
He moves forward, never wavering, and kisses you so passionately. You taste yourself and it's the hottest thing ever. He gently helps you up so you're no longer laying in Honey's lap.
"Hey, don't forget me." Jooheon pouts.
You giggle at his cuteness. "Never." You kiss him gently.
"Mmm, delicious." He says gently, smiling.
You blush instantly.
"So cute." Changkyun says, smoothing his hand over your hair. He leans in a little and says, "now let's go home. It's hyung's turn."
You're in for a even longer night. "Can I at least have my underwear back?"
"No." They say at the same time.
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