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1 Corinthians 6:19 (M)

Church boy!Doyoung x church girl!reader Minors, fuck outta here Warnings: corruption?, some bible verses, Siwon is an asshole, unprotected sex, oral sex, fingering, light dirty talk, daddy kink, spanking, choking, overstimulation Is this blasphemy??? Idk sorry to those who are religious? I mean if you're reading this then... ya know.

Word count: 7.2k?? I know it's a lot

"He's not gonna take the bait. He's got a crucifix up his ass," Jaemin says and rolls his eyes.

The church basement is quiet and one thing you've all learned from being in this... Holy Place... is how to successfully whisper in a room so quiet that even Hellen Keller could hear a mouse piss on cotton.

Joy leans in closer but never takes her eyes away from her Bible, "Y/n, he's not interested. You need to learn to quit while you're ahead. Siwon has him on a leash," she mutters.

"No, Jesus has him on a leash," Jaemin counters.

You pretend you don't hear them and turn back to Kun, "You got his cousin to give you a chance. He can't be that much different."

Kun looks across at Joy and smirks, "Don't say it like that... you sound like I used her," he mumbles.

Joy chuckles softly, "You were using me. You just didn't bank on getting used."

"And that's why I love you," he sighs.

Joy shakes her head, "You think you love me."

Your eyes wander back over to Doyoung's face and you watch him closely.

Sunday school is over for the day and you're all left to prepare for next week's lesson.

It's the same ritualistic pattern that’s posted on a bulletin board in Pastor Siwon's obsurdly perfect writing:

Sunday Schedule

Sunday school must begin at 8 AM and end by no later than 8:50 AM.

Breakfast/refreshments to be served from 8:55 AM to 9:15 AM.

Sunday school instructors are to work on next week's lesson from 9:00 AM to 9:45 AM

Everyone must be upstairs and seated in the sanctuary by 9:55 AM

Siwon's a bitch.

He hates women, gay people, and anyone he can't use God to manipulate. He also hates his brother Doyoung.

Siwon's father wanted Doyoung to lead the church in the event that he were to suddenly die. It was a discussion that had been talked about for years.

Nobody paid it much attention until, of course, their father did suddenly die.

The entire church- including Siwon's own wife- voted for Doyoung to lead but Doyoung, being an obedient little brother, declined.

"I'm just happy to be here and serve God with you all. Siwon hyung is more equipped to lead you than I am and I'm more than happy to continue teaching Sunday school with the little ones. If leading a church is my calling, our Savior will make me ready for that day but until then, let's just praise Him and do our best to show His glory."

That day, you were more than a little disappointed to say the least. You knew he'd look good in a clergy robe but here he is, still teaching the little ones.

Doyoung instructs the preschoolers, Kun instructs grades one through three, Jaemin instructs grades four through six, Joy instructs grades seven through nine, and you teach grades ten through twelve.

You don't enjoy it but you do it. You don't enjoy this church but you still come. Not because you feel obligated but because you don't want your funds cut.

None of you do.

Doyoung is the only one who still comes to church willingly, he prays with fervency, and cries during worship.

Sometimes, you wonder if he cries because he really feels God's presence or if that's his subconscious pleading for release from the Holy sunken place.

"I have to teach the kids about abstinence. I hate that," Joy mutters and snaps you out of your trance.

"Because you're a godless whore?" Jaemin laughs quietly.

Surprisingly, she nods, "I feel like a hypocrite."

"But you're not," You tell her. She smiles at you appreciatively.

"Ask Doyoung to help you. He's read the whole fuckin' Bible cover to cover four times already." Jaemin says.

You perk up when you hear Doyoung's folding chair softly drag across the concrete floor.

"Thirsty ass," Jaemin Snickers.

"Shut the fuck up," You hiss and drop your eyes back down to your Bible.

"Ask him for me, Y/n," Joy whispers.

"Hey, Doyoung?" You say as you close your Bible.

The room feels even hotter and you lock eyes with him.

He gives you the warmest smile, "Yes, Y/n?"

"Joy has to teach about abstinence and she needs help but she's not sure how to ask you. She's awkward about it," You tell him.

He smiles and nods at you then looks over at Joy, "You're such a jelly belly, Joy," He glances at the clock behind you, "Well, we have ten minutes. I finished early so I can help you."

He sits down in the empty chair beside yours and opens his Bible,

"I really like first Corinthians chapter six verse... nineteen. It.. speaks on how our bodies are temples and how they belong to God. I think that's a good way to start the conversation. You have to remember, Joy, your job is scratch the surface. They'll have a deeper discussion with their parents. You really don't wanna cross that boundary,"

Joy nods. This is her first go round with Sunday school. Yeri used to teach it but she just disappeared one day. There were rumors that she had gotten pregnant and that's why she stopped coming with her parents.

It's none of your business, though.

You sit and listen to him explain things so happily. His eyes light up and for a moment, you wish you were God just so he could make your own name sound so beautiful.

"I hope I was able to help you with this. If you need any help, don't be scared to ask. I'm here as much as I can be. Closed mouths can't get fed," Doyoung says warmly.

Jaemin snorts and masks it with a cough, "Sorry," he whispers.

Everyone gets up and Doyoung softly touches your arm, "Can I talk to guys before we go up?" he asks. You nod and watch as your friends glance at each other with befuddled expressions.

"Why don't you guys like me?" he asks and you feel your heart break.

"What? Who said that? Doyoung, who said that to you?" You ask him softly.

"My brother did. He said that... you guys talk about me behind my back and- I just wanna know what I did. I haven't made you feel uncomfortable, have I?" he searches your face for an answer and you can't believe he thinks that.

"Doyoung, we thought you didn't like us. You never sit with us and we thought you just preferred your own company," Kun says apologetically.

"I'm sorry. I- we never meant to make you feel that way. Especially me. We would love it if you sat with us," You say eagerly.

"Oh, yeah. Especially her," Jaemin agrees. You whip your head around to glare at Jaemin and he throws his hands up in concession.

You turn back to Doyoung and he smiles, "I know I can be a little closed off sometimes. Please don't hold it against me," he chuckles.

"It's no problem. We know you mean well," Jaemin says with a tight smile.

He's always been a bit stand-offish with Doyoung. How Siwon could have such a good brother perplexes him.

Doyoung smiles, "Okay. Next Sunday, I'm with you guys."

You nod, "I'm looking forward to it!"

Your week is slow and you're actually excited to be going to church. You pick Jaemin up on your way and he smokes as you drive.

"This shit better be aired out before we get there," You tell him.

He shrugs, "You say that every Sunday. Has it ever not been aired out?"

"Got me there," You concede.

Jaemin tosses his cigarette out the window at the red light. As you turn the block and into the parking lot, you see Doyoung get out of his car.

As always, he's neat and casual; opting for his usual solid-colored slacks and polo shirt. He looks so good.

"As much as I hate to say this, you're gonna have to stop picking me up if you're gonna get him to nail you to a cross," Jaemin says as you're parking your car.

"I hope you get lung cancer," You sigh.

Jaemin laughs, "You don't mean that."

When you get out, you see Doyoung leaning against his car.

He's waiting for you.

"Good morning!" he cheers.

"Good morning," You say back.

Jaemin gives him a wave, "He's trying to figure us out," he murmurs.

"Then stop cockblocking," You mumble back.

"I'm gonna head in. I have to help the kids with a few things. Thanks for the ride, Y/n," Jaemin says.

Doyoung squeezes his Bible and looks over at you, "So you never need any help with Sunday school. How is it?" He asks.

"It's good. The kids are great. Yeri took good care of them before they graduated," You tell him.

He nods, "Hey... uh... I was wondering if you wanted to um... go with me to the church picnic next month? Siwon's been..." he trails off because he's obviously trying not to badmouth his brother.

"Nagging you?" You ask quietly.

He freezes like a startled rabbit then nods, "Yeah," he whispers.

"You don't have to be married until you're ready. Besides... I'm not marrying you," You laugh.

Doyoung laughs too, "You know how he is... why he married Taeyeon and all that," he sighs.

"He just wanted a piece of ass and didn't wanna burn in hell for it?" You blurt out.

Doyoung, surprisingly, bursts out laughing, "Is he that obvious?" he says with an exasperated smile.

He's so handsome.

"Yeah," You say, "He is."

Sunday school is mundane as usual and when it's over, Doyoung comes to sit with you. Right beside you to be specific.

Jaemin smirks.

People in the congregation tried to rally for you and Jaemin to date and prelude to marriage but that would never happen.

Jaemin's gay and he's fucking the choir director's son Renjun but that, along with everything else that's sinful in this church, is none of your business. He's your friend and you love him but he's private about his affairs.

Everyone has a level of privacy they maintain in order to cover their own asses. He trusts you with his life but he stays discreet to keep your hands clean.

"It's my week to clean the church," Doyoung sighs.

"Tough luck," Joy laughs, "I had last week."

"I'll be okay," Doyoung says, "It's my own fault for staying up so late."

"Y/n can help you. It's not like she has anything to do later," Kun pipes up.

"No, that's okay," Doyoung says softly, "If she doesn't wan-"

"I really don't have anything to do later and you look pretty tired. I don't mind helping you," You say eagerly and Jaemin stiffles a laugh.

After service, you seek out Doyoung and he pulls you to the side, "Wait for everyone to leave. It'll make more sense once they do," he whispers.

So you say your goodbyes and avoid Siwon's leering eyes.

Once the church is empty, Doyoung smiles at you, "Come with me," he says cheerfully as he leads you to the sound booth.

"This is why it always takes me so long to finish."

He tinkers with his phone and when Higher Ground by Stevie Wonder begins playing, he looks over at you, "Doesn't it sound so good in the church? The way it echoes?" he says as he leans in close enough for you to hear him.

The chill that rushes down your spine sends you into a frenzy and Doyoung notices. Your voice fails you so you nod.

He doesn't say anything but he does hold your gaze. He's hard to read but you don't worry.

You clean and enjoy his playlist. One thing that hasn't changed is his love for Motown. As you clean, you sing together and when he's feeling extra playful, he keeps his eyes trained on yours and sings to you.

For a moment, you think that he wants you too.

When Doyoung comes to pick you up for the picnic, he's dressed in a seafoam green t-shirt, blue jeans, and white Keds.

He beams at you as he leans against the car, "What are the chances?" he says as he gestures to your seafoam green knee-length midi dress and white Keds.

"I definitely look better," You chuckle as you walk towards him. He opens the passenger door for you, "You look beautiful," he says as his eyes roam over you. "Thank you, Doyoung," You say as you hold his gaze, "You look really good too."

You can't look away from him and it's obvious he's losing the battle as well.

He draws in closer to you and hesitates. You reach out to gently place your hand on his cheek,

"I'm not gonna stop you if that's what you're waiting for."

Doyoung slots his lips against yours and kisses you slowly.

His kiss is essentially who he is; warm, gentle, wholesome.

He slinks an arm around to draw you closer, "Is this okay?" he asks you.

You nod and melt against the firmness of his body. He sets your insides on fire and the subtle strength of his hold on you sends a frenzied storm straight down to the pit of your stomach.

You can already feel your panties soaking.

He breaks the kiss and smiles at you then dips back down to kiss you once more,

"We should... get going," he says into your ear and it's so obvious that he wants to press a kiss to your neck.

"Let me go first," You chuckle.

He loosens his grip on you and smiles, "Whoops," he laughs softly.

"We're gonna be late," He says and it's more to himself because he's very much aware that he's the holdup.

You slip down into the car and look up at him.

He stares back at you and you can see his mind racing. He takes a deep breath and wets his lips with his tongue before closing the passenger door.

You watch him go behind the car and stop for a moment; bowing his head and closing his eyes, he prays. You know he's asking for forgiveness and strength.

He finally moves around to the driver's seat and gets in; he seems ready to pull off but he hesitates,

"Traveling mercies," he says softly and bows his head.

You follow suit and he prays,

"Blessed Father God, thank you for giving us another opportunity to live another day in your glory. Please be with us as we travel today. We're thankful as always for your love and protection. In Jesus' name, amen."

"Amen," You whisper.

He starts the car and his motown playlist picks up from the middle of Mama’s Pearl by the Jackson 5 and you smile.

As he drives, you both chat about work and sometimes stop to sing because the music is just too good.

"You're the only person who sings with me," he says as he pulls into the church parking lot.

"Am I?" You ask incredulously, "How could anyone not wanna sing with you?"

Doyoung shrugs, "I dunno... I don't mind. I think I prefer if it's only you anyway."

You smile at him and he puts the car in park before cutting the engine.

Your mind wanders back to when you were both younger and how close you were to each other.

As if he read your mind, he pipes up,

"What happened to us?"

"I don't know, Doyoung, but I miss you," You reply.

"I think I let Siwon steer me too much. He always said you were trouble and I'd be getting myself a one-way ticket to hell if I stuck around you..." he trails off.

"Ouch," You grunt.

"I'm sorry I told you that," he says apologetically.

"Don't be... I kinda already knew... but why the sudden change? Are you just trying to spite him?" You ask.

Doyoung shakes his head, "Not at all. I just... I'm tired of trusting him so blindly... he's not a good person."

You arch your eyebrows in surprise, "It's okay that you trusted him. He's your brother and you love him. There's nothing wrong with that."

He nods and then opens his door, "I'll get your door for you. Stay put," he says.

He comes around and opens your door. As you get out, you see Siwon pull in a few spots down.

He's alone.

He gets out of comes over with a confused smile, "Sister, your dress is mighty short," he says.

"And considering there's a dresses only code for a picnic, so is my patience," You say with a tight smile.

Siwon nods and stands down, "Fair enough," he concedes before looking over at Doyoung, "Is she your date?"

Doyoung nods, "We agreed to come together so yes... she is."

Siwon smiles. "Well it is time you started seeking out a wife."

Doyoung shakes his head, "It's not a job hunt, hyung. I'll know when it's time," he says sheepishly.

"Of course," Siwon says with a smile, "I'll see you guys 'round back."

When he leaves, Doyoung looks at you, "I'll leave early if you do."

"Definitely. How long should we stay?" You ask him.

"I say we give it about an hour. Eat light. I'll cook for you," he says with a shy smile.

"You're gonna cook for me? Get outta here," You say with surprised smile.

"It's a hobby... no big deal," he says coolly.

He's pulling you in.

You watch as Siwon stands at the grill and burns a fourth burger. It's a shame that hardly anyone is eating and those who are, obviously aren't enjoying the food.

You're close enough to hear him mutter to himself about it. Renjun comes over, "Pastor, I can take it from here." he says with a sheepish smile.

Siwon turns him away just as he has the others but Renjun doesn't back down; instead, he drops all pretenses of pleasantries and gently pries the spatula out of Siwon's hand, "Nobody likes your food. Look around," he says.

"They're burgers, Renjun. Taeyeon did this all by herself last year. How hard can it be?" Siwon scoffs.

"Rocket science since nobody can tell your burgers from a hockey puck now... move. Over," Renjun says shortly.

Siwon sighs and moves over, "Everyone's so mean today. First Y/n and her dress now you and these burgers."

Renjun flips the burgers with ease and rolls his eyes, "We're only two people- not the whole world and there's nothing wrong with Y/n's dress. She looks pretty. If you're feeling some type of way about her kneecaps then that's something you should work out with God. Don't put the blame on her for it."

Renjun looks at you and winks. You smile back and fight back your laughter. You take a sip of your soda and watch Doyoung come over to you.

"Ready to go?" he asks you softly.

You nod, "Yeah... I am."

"Head into the church. I'll count to seventy and meet you by the nursery," he says.

You nod and stand up.

You head inside and wait for him.

You send Jaemin a text:

Y/n: he's gonna cook for me 😳

Jaemin: CAN I GET TO DA YAMZ??? SWEET YAAAAAAMZ!!! 😩😩😩💦💦💦💦🍑🍑🍑🍑🍆🍆🍆🍆

Y/n: Why did I even bother telling you 🙄

Doyoung comes around the corner and you slip your phone back into your bag. He takes your hand,

"Come on."

Doyoung's house is a cozy one level cottage. He's big on earth tones.

"This is your house? It suits you, Doyoung," You gush as he unlocks the front door. The aroma of clove hits you and for only a breadth of a second, you imagine waiting for him in this very foyer after he's come home from along day of work.

"Is that a good thing?" he laughs.

"Yeah. Your house is really cute."

"You think I'm cute?"

"I don't kiss ugly men."

He turns to you and smirks, "That was... my first kiss y'know."

"No," You gasp.

He nods, "Yep."

"Doyoung, be serious!" You exclaim because there is no way in hell he could've kissed you that well if it was his first time.

"I am! Why is that so hard to believe?" he laughs.

"It was too good... just too good," You say incredulously.

He gives you a smug smile, "My ego's gonna skyrocket. Be quiet."

You stare at him with bewildered eyes and he waves a hand at you, "Come on. I know you're hungry."

His kitchen is decorated in shades of terracotta. You look around at the neatness of everything.

After you take turns washing your hands, Doyoung pulls a bowl of fruit salad out of his refrigerator, "I made this for the picnic but I forgot it so eat as much as you want because I don't want it to go to waste but I'm definitely not going back to drop it off."

You laugh and pop a grape into your mouth. His eyes linger on your mouth so you take the opportunity to pick up a pineapple chunk and bite into it slowly.

The blush spreads across his cheeks but he can't look away, "I um... what are you hungry for?"

"Whatever you wanna cook. I just wanna eat," You say between bites.

Doyoung smiles at you, "Do you want... rosemary chicken? I have a really good recipe and I still have fresh rosemary left," he rings his hands out nervously.

"That sounds so good!" You exclaim.

You watch Doyoung prepare ingredients and you make small talk and of course, he plays some music; this time opting for a soft jazz playlist.

"You like carrots?" He asks as he chops up a carrot.

"Eh... not raw," You say with a frown. You watch him hold a slice out for you.

"Do it for me. It's good for your eyes. They're too pretty to not be taken care of. Say 'ah'. C'mon," he says eagerly.

You frown a little deeper and pull back.

"Ugh, I'm gonna have to scratch you off my potential wife list. You're too disobedient. Yuck," he says with mock disgust and a sassy roll of his own pretty eyes.

You both cackle and you let him ease the carrot slice into your mouth.

"That's a good girl," he hums.

You both freeze and the silence that hangs over his playlist is deafening.

"What?" You grunt.

"I'm so sorry I said that," he says just above a whisper.

"Why would you be sorry you said that?" You ask him as you pucker your lips suspiciously.

Doyoung blushes again, "I don't... know," he replies and pops his lips. He tries not to smirk but he fails and he gives you a gentle brush across your cheek with his knuckles.

You lean into his hand and he gives you a knowing look.

When the food is ready, Doyoung seats you at his breakfast nook, "Lunch is served," he says as he sets your plate down in front of you.

"Wow... Doyoung, it's almost too pretty to eat," You say as you look at the plate and then up at him.

He smiles and turns to get his own plate. He brings it to the table and sits across from you. He reaches his hands across to take yours,

"Will you lead us in saying grace, sister?"

He's definitely flirting.

"Um... dear Lord, thank you for this food we're about to eat, bless the hands of the chef, and bless us as we take privilege in enjoying this meal," You say softly.

Doyoung smiles and stands back up, "I forgot the wine," he says as he crosses the kitchen to retrieve it from the refrigerator before getting two wine glasses from the cabinet.

"So... bless the hands of the chef, huh?" he says as he pops the cork.

You watch him bring the bottle and the glasses over, "Yeah... you did a great job," You say.

He fills your glass and then his own, "Bless the mouths that enjoy it," he counters as he holds his glass up.

You clink your glass against his as you nod in agreement, "Amen."

You can't conceive how Doyoung's meal can taste better than it looks but somehow, it's possible. As you finish off your wine, Doyoung clears the table.

"Doyoung, that was the best meal I've ever eaten," You say as you lean back and sigh.

Doyoung's face lightens up, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Next time, I'll bake you something," he says and winks at you.

"Bake me something?" You gasp, "You're gonna bake for me too?"

Doyoung nods, "I told you, it's just a hobby."

"That's a great hobby. You're really good at it," You tell him.

"Siwon hates that I do this... he says it's menial woman's work but I like doing it and I like being useful. I don't want my wife to cook for me because she has to... I want her to cook for me because she likes me,"

You tilt your head "Because she likes you?" You ask him.

"Yeah," Doyoung nods, "Loving someone and liking someone are often two very different things. You can love someone and not like them. I love my brother but I don't like him... I want my wife to like me. I want her to smile when she thinks about me. I don't want what Siwon has with Taeyeon. I want my wife to see me as someone worthy of respect and not as someone she feels religiously obligated to respect."

You nod in agreement, "That's a good thing to want. There's nothing wrong with that." You reply.

Doyoung leans over the sink, "I don't want things to be traditional," he murmurs.

"Yeah?" You egg him on. You know the wine has him on the cusp of saying something that he normally wouldn't say.

"I- I don't... I don't wanna marry a woman who gives herself to me because the Bible says we have to reproduce. I wanna marry a woman who jumps into bed with me because she thinks I'm hot and I turn her on, I want her to... to think about me and squeeze her thighs together because I just do it for her. I don't believe that love has to be so... boring. Why would God even give us all of these feelings if we're supposed to just ignore them?" he finally says.

You sit in silence and Doyoung chuckles.

"Have I said too much?" he asks as he turns to look at you.

"No... of course not. I don't... see where you're wrong. You deserve that... Besides, if it's in us, it's meant to be enjoyed within reason," You say as you rise to your feet. You step closer to him and he reaches out for you.

"I placed bets that I'd marry you," he confesses as his lips find the corner of your mouth. He presses a light kiss to your skin there then his lips ease down to your neck.

"Yeah?" You sigh.

He hums as he kisses down to the base of your throat, "Yeah."

"Gambling is a sin." You laugh and he catches you lips with his own.

"I'm not always traditional," he sighs.

He traps you against the counter and the warmth of his body soothes you, "I won't do anything to you that you don't want me to do," he sighs as he kisses you.

"Do your worst, church boy," You whisper.

Doyoung slides his hands up your dress and cups your pussy. He moans, "Did I do that to you?" he purrs.

"Yeah... you always do," You hum.

He quirks up an eyebrow, "This is a regular occurrence for you?" he laughs against your lips.

"Uh huh... And sometimes when it gets to be too much, I touch myself."

"Y/n! No!"

You laugh, "Oh, yes!"

Doyoung tuts and dips his tongue into your mouth, "Such a dirty... dirty girl." He slips his hand into your panties and his fingers find your clit. For the first time ever, he curses,

"Fuck, you're soaked, baby,"

It sounds so hot and you whimper as he strokes your clit slowly.

"Doyoung!" You shrill.

"For what it's worth... I'm no better. You just do something to me and I... I can't control it."

He takes his free hand to bring one of your arms up to his shoulder and then the other, "Hold onto me," he says and his voice is low and steady.

You circle your arms around his neck and kiss him hungrily. His fingers massage you slowly, "Does this feel good?" he asks you.

"F-faster... please?" You plead softly. He laughs and easily obliges.

"Spread your legs a little more for me, sweetheart," he tells you softly; you quickly do as your told and he pulls back to smile at you,

"Good girl."

You moan a little bit louder and he pulls his hand out of your panties. His fingers find his way to his mouth and he sucks them clean, "Are you comfortable with coming with me to my bedroom? I can have you here next time."

"Next time?" You gawk.

"There will be a next time. You have stars in your eyes, Y/n."

He takes your hands and presses your knuckles to his lips, "Am I wrong?"

You shake your head, "No."

"Then let's go," he says and leads you out of the kitchen. Your head spins with excitement as he brings you along gently.

His bedroom is a cozy and comfortably cluttered dream. On the seat of his bow window, sits his Bible; it's opened to the book of Matthew. You try to see what chapter he was reading from but he guides you to his bed.

"Matthew, chapter five... verse twenty-eight," he says softly as his fingers begin to slowly unbutton your dress, "'But I say to you that everyone whose eyes are turned on a woman with desire has had connection with her in his heart'... I've battled with this far longer than I'd ever be proud to admit."

You smile up at him, "You're battling a sex demon?"

He laughs and covers his face with his hands, "Everyone has something that they struggle with! I mean, we're humans!" he laughs. He drops his arms down and smirks at you.

"That is true," You sigh.

Doyoung eases his shirt over his head and tosses it beside you on the bed.

It's your turn to freeze. As his hands find their way back to your dress, your eyes roam over his toned skin. He chuckles as he pushes the dress off of your shoulders,

"What demon do you fight, Y/n?"

"I have no demons... I'm a perfect vessel," You chuckle breathlessly. Doyoung pulls you to stand up and lets the dress pool at your feet, "I don't believe that for a second."

You step out of the dress and he picks it up. You watch him fold it gingerly before bringing it over to his honey colored easy chair and placing it down. He turns back to you. He's ambivalent and it's written all over his face.

"We can... put our clothes back on, Doyoung. We don't have to do this. We can just get dressed and act like this never happened," You tell him reassuringly.

He comes back over to you and pulls you into his arms, "You know neither of us wanna do that."

You nod in agreement and he kisses you. It's different. It's rough.

He eases you down onto the bed and as you scoot up to the middle, he hovers over you, "Tell me something... something wicked. Tell me something that will make me feel better about the things I'm going to do you."

Your body is somehow even hotter. He kisses your lips then licks a warm stripe across your neck before sucking on the tender flesh.

"I think about you all the time... I imagine you... bending me over in the church basement and fucking me until I can't stand," You whimper.

Doyoung groans and presses his hardness against you, "That's your fantasy? Being fucked in a church basement? Such a dirty girl... what else do you think about?" Doyoung kisses his way down to your chest before pulling you up. He reaches around behind you and unclasps your bra.

"I think about you overpowering me and- using me until you're satisfied... I just wanna be ravished by you," You whine as you both grind against each other.

He's invading all of your senses and neither of you has completely undressed yet.

"How are you even real?" he groans as he fumbles with his pants. He clumsily gets them off and kicks them off of the bed. Your bra is next to go then his briefs and then finally, your panties.

Doyoung kisses you with fervency. He pulls back and pins your arms over your head, "You wanna be ravished, huh?" he chuckles and dips down to take your bottom lip between his teeth.

"Uh huh," You sigh.

Doyoung slides down and nestles himself between your thighs. He peppers your skin with soft kisses. His mouth latches onto your clit and he sucks it softly. You cry out and buck your hips against his mouth.

He laps at you and teases you with his tongue.

"Doyoung... yes. Please... please," You gasp.

He continues his attack on you and you reach down to card your fingers through his hair and grind your hips desperately.

"Not enough, is it?" he asks as he raises his head to look at you.

"I... no... that's not it... I just want you. Come back up here... please," You whimper.

Doyoung laughs, "Do you miss me or something?"

"I do," You reply.

Doyoung comes up and presses a sloppy kiss to your lips.

You reach between your bodies and stroke him. He squeezes his eyes shut and grips the sheets.

"Want you in my mouth," You whimper and Doyoung flips you both over. He looks up you before propping himself up on his elbows,

"Have at it."

You nestle between his legs and grip his cock with both hands, "You're bigger than I expected," You say then lick from the base up to the tip.

Doyoung's tongue darts out to wet his lips, "Fuck," he sighs.

"Am I teasing you?" You ask him innocently.

"Come on... do something, baby," he sighs.

You smirk and drag your tongue back and forth over his leaking tip; collecting precum as you do, "Make me do something," You say softly.

Doyoung takes a fistful of your hair, "Don't be such a tease," he says and gently forces your head down. You moan and take him all the way into your mouth.

He slowly bucks his hips as the head of his cock repeatedly taps the back of your throat, "That's a good girl," he moans, "So fucking good."

You let him use your throat as you feel your own wetness slicking up your inner thighs.

Doyoung pulls you back up and kisses you, "Not like this... I need to be inside you," he says as he gets you back underneath him.

He teases your slit with the head of his cock and you whine desperately, "Ask me for it nicely."

"Please... give it to me," You whimper.

"You need me to fuck you?" he asks you roughly; his voice is coarse and heavy with desire.

You nod and that's all it takes for him to guide himself into you.

"Fuck!" You both cry in unison. You look at each other and laugh.

Doyoung dips down to press his forehead to yours, "You're so much better than I could ever have imagined... so fucking tight for me. We were made for each other. Don't you agree?" He says and his hips collide with yours over and over and over again.

"Y- yeah... I... I love this. Please don't stop, Doie... please," You plead. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, "I want you to fuck me forever."

"Forever?" he sighs and slows his pace, "You could take this forever, baby?"

You kiss him, "Uh huh," You pant.

Doyoung groans, "I'm... fuck, baby... I'm close."

You reach down to bring yourself closer to your own release.

He pushes your hand away and replaces it with his own, "No... that's what I'm here for... let me," he says as his fingers draw fervent circles into your clit.

"Doie! Yes, yes, yes! Fuck..." You moan as you both release together.

"That's it, baby. You sound so pretty when you cum for me. That's my girl," he praises you as his own orgasm rattles his body.

You cling to Doyoung and he collapses on top of you. You both tremble as you regain clarity. Once his breathing is under control, he rears up to press a chaste kiss to your temple then rolls off of you.

You turn to face each other and the air is still thick; he smiles, "I want you to know something..." he says as his eyes roam your face, "I don't want you because I just need a release... I want you because you're the only woman I've ever thought about doing this with... You're the only woman that's ever made me forget that God even matters."

You blush and bring your hand over to stroke his cheek, "I don't even think I could say anything to top how special that is but I can try," You say with a chuckle.

Doyoung smiles.

"I... I've kissed boys... maybe too many but... I waited for you. I didn't want anyone else," You tell him.

His face beams, "We waited for each other and didn't even realize it," he laughs.

Come Sunday morning, Siwon is privy to the way you and Doyoung engage each other.

"Sister, can I have a word with you?" he pipes up. Jaemin's eyes perk up and he's obviously ready to go to battle. You shake your head and smile at him before turning your attention to Siwon.

"Yes, Pastor?" You say.

"You've been very close with my brother. What exactly are your intentions?" he asks you suspiciously.

Doyoung is at your side before you even have time to react, "Her intentions are well, hyung. Better than yours were," he says coolly.

Siwon scoffs, "What?"

"Taeyeon hasn't been here in... three months now? She's not that sick. She left you and everyone knows she did," Doyoung says.

"Literally everyone knows," Renjun says in passing.

"I'm just worried about the choices you're making. You seem different," Siwon presses.

Doyoung shrugs, "My choices are fine. If I ever go astray, I'll do the work to get back on track. I think you should worry about your own affairs."

Siwon nods, "Well, if that's how you want it then that's how it'll be."

He excuses himself and Doyoung turns to you, "You're not his sin to overcome," he laughs.

That afternoon, while the sun hangs low in the sky, Doyoung tends to his garden, and you watch him as you remain on standby, ready to help him with his needs.

"Being married is gonna be a lot of fun... I like having you here to help me with the gardening," he sighs with a soft smile.

"Daddy's little helper," You mumble.

He straightens up and his eyebrows go up, "I- I- whoooo, what? What? Y/n, behave!" he gushes as he gently nudges you with his arm.

"You've never had that thought?" You ask him teasingly.

He nods, "I have but I'm busy right now and you have to behave yourself because this was supposed to be done three days ago and I don't want my garden to die so... sit there, be quiet, and don't touch me until I'm done."

"Okay, Daddy," You say sweetly.

Doyoung stands up and pulls off his gloves off, "On your feet. Come on," he says as he places his gloves in his supply box.

You stand up and follow him into the kitchen. He washes his hands and turns to you.

He's trying so hard to be firm with you but a smile shines through on his face, "You gotta... don't smile at me- you-" he laughs and pulls you into his arms, "You gotta behave yourself. You're failing the wife trial. Get it together!"

You hug him and press a kiss to his cheek, "I'll try harder tomorrow," You chuckle.

Before you know it, Doyoung is turning you around and pressing you down against the counter, "Why can't you behave yourself right now?" he asks you softly, his fingers pushing your shorts and panties down.

"Don't wanna," You sigh as his hand caresses your bare ass.

He lands a mild slap down and you gasp.

He laughs low and thick, "You like that?" he asks.

"Y- yes!" You whimper and wiggle your ass in an attempt to touch some part of his body.

"Well, you're not really supposed but... I guess that's okay for right now... I'll just have to find some other way to punish you," he says and slaps your ass again, this time a little bit harder. You moan and he slaps you once more.

"Daddy!" You whine.

Doyoung slides his hand down to your cunt and kicks your legs apart, "You're always so wet for me... no matter what's going on, I know that if I just... slide my hand between those beautiful thighs, I'm gonna get my fingers soaked."

"I always want you, Daddy... always," You sigh as he slides his middle and ring fingers into your pussy. He fucks you with his fingers and leans down to lick the shell of your ear, "Such a greedy little whore." he says softly.

You clench around his fingers and writhe. Moans pour from your mouth as he shows no signs of slowing up.

"Oh? You like that?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"You like it when daddy talks to you like this? Huh, slut?"

You nod furiously and clench around his fingers once more.

He tuts, "Can't hear you."

"Yes, Daddy! Yes!" You scream.

"That's my girl."

Doyoung eases his fingers out of you and pulls you up by your hair, "Taste yourself, baby," he says as he pushes his fingers into your mouth.

You hum as you suck them. Doyoung drops down to his knees and helps you out of your shorts, "Hold onto the counter,"

You do as you're told and he lifts your left leg onto his shoulder before devouring your pussy. You throw your head back and cry out as he brings you close to your release.

His tongue speeds up and slows down. He gets better each time and you mentally note his progress. Your legs give out as you cum against his tongue.

"Daddy!"

He pulls back and lets you sink down onto the floor in front of him.

He kisses you, "Was that good, princess?" he asks you.

You nod, too enthralled by the throbbing of your pussy to speak. He chuckles and his hand returns to your cunt, "Then you shouldn't mind one more, right?"

Doyoung brings his other hand up to circle around your throat, "One more time, baby... I know you can do it," he purrs as he tightens his grip just enough to make your eyes roll back. He chuckles at the effect he has on you.

You grip his biceps as he massages your clit and you try in vain to squeeze your thighs shut but he doesn't slow up and you're coming undone again.

Your thighs tremble violently and he just doesn't stop.

"You have the power to stop me, Y/n... you know I'd never do anything you don't want me to do so... go ahead... stop me," he whispers against your mouth.

You don't stop him. You can't. He feels too good and he brings a level of greed to your body.

Tears prick your eyes and a third orgasm rips through your body. You whine weakly and finally, his hand ceases.

"How's my girl?" he asks softly as he moves his hand from your throat to your cheek.

You can't speak. You collapse against him and he rubs your back, "Do you need anything?"

You shake your head and cling to him a little tighter. Your body slowly relaxes and he rocks you slowly.

When you finally come down, you give him a chaste kiss and he smiles.

Doyoung pulls back to look you over, "I stopped repenting y'know... for what we do," he says softly.

"Why?" You ask him. Your voice is still hoarse and he can't help but laugh.

"How can I when I'm not sorry?"

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yo if you got to the end of this, thank you!!

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cherubshert · 3 months

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hihi !! i was wondering if u could make a fic about how reader has glasses and enhypen thinks its saur cute (separate members ofc)

thanks so much for reading this!

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a/n: these are low-key bad and rushed lol. not edited, this is just fiction:). i hope u like :0

희승

The soft click of the camera signals the end of a session, polaroids hung around to dry, make-up and props littered around your desk. it's small, just you and heeseung, going all out for photography project you had. you pull off your glasses, resting them on the very uncomfortable surface you were sitting on. the dress you have on is simple, hand made by one of your other very close friends. you use your hand to raise it so you don't slip and fall, making your way to were heeseung was crouching.

"are they nice?" "very..." he replies distractedly his attention drawn to the picture in his hand. your head rests on his shoulder, "are you sure my glasses don't ruin the pictures?" "i wouldn't have told you to put them on if they did,you look cute." he leans back to kiss you, short but enough to have you hiding your face in his neck. he smiles before shaking you off. "come on we still have so many to take."

제이

Jay slowly pulls away from you, his face flushed , his hair slightly messy, falling into his eyes. "what happened?" you question, shifting you hands to rest on his shoulder. his smiles and tilts his head admiring your face before answering, "your glasses... kept poking at me." "sorry" you mutter your hands raising to take them of your face. his follow suit, gently brushing your fingers away, his large hand cupping your face. "don't get me wrong, m'not complaining. " his fingers follow the frame of your glasses, tracing round your ear . "it reminded me of how cute you look like this." "like how?" leaned in, rubbing your noses together. you shyly shift away, your back pressed against his desk. your hands going up to adjust your glasses. "like this." he pinches your cheek.

제이크

you let out a sigh, pushing your glasses up to rub your eyes. it's getting late now, the clock turning the second you looked at it '10:36p.m.' you turn over your shoulder, jake seating very comfortably on the couch, the tv playing so low that you were sure he couldn't hear anything. but his consideration to you made your heart flutter.

you stood to your feet, silently making your way to where he was. he jumps slightly when you sit next to him, once he calmed down his hand wrapped around your shoulder pulling you close. "you done with work?" "no but I was getting tired, needed a break." you reach forward grabbing the remote. you lean back into his arms, increasing the volume to the tv.

jake is silent the entire time, his breath so soft you thought he had fallen asleep.

feeling your glasses be pulled off your face, shot you out of your trance. "these are so cute on you." he puts it on, turning to you with a smile. his change in energy is definitely alarming, but nothing you're not used to. you mirror his smile reaching forward, cupping his face, squishing his cheeks. "they're even cuter on you." laughter erupts between you two.

you both calm down very quickly, your back pressed to the couch, Jake hovering over you. he very messily puts your glasses on your face, pressing a kiss on your forehead. "you're so gorgeous, but these bring out a different type of beauty." he says drowsily, you giggle, hand raising to brush his hair out of his face. he leans into your touch, sleep easily overtaking him.

성훈

"cut!" you sigh, resting your head on the table. sunghoon silently places a bottle of water beside you, settling in the desk before you looking over his script.

your head rises up finally, leaning on your wrist. "I'm so tired." he smiles at you. "we are almost done for today. just a few more hours." you only grumble in response.

the next hour flies by fast, and soon its time to go home. you two thank the staff , filing out with your small group of managers. "we could go out for a little snack first." sunghoon suggests, you tiredly nod in agreement, following behind him to a café nearby.

its small and cozy, the smell of coffee beans and pastry sugars filling the air, you get something small, sitting by the window to look over the scenes you'd be focusing on tomorrow. your glasses hanging on the bridge of your nose.

you don't notice his staring till your orders arrive, looking up to find his eyes on you before they quickly shift away, thanking the waiter.

"you don't wear your glasses very often." you look at him. "oh no, i usually have contacts. " he leans his head on his palm, smiling at you. "they look very cute."

선우

You were rather hard to miss, seated in front of him, your head often hidden behind a book. you're both on very different levels socially. sunoo always being surrounded by a crowd of friends and people he admittedly never met or even cared about. and you, there was only one person he'd ever seen you with.

you drew him in, often finding himself lost in delusional daydreams, surrounding your very unique beauty. a flower, often graced by the sun, your skin shines so magically. one of his favorite things about you was your glasses.

rather large for your face, but ever so beautifully added to your aura. the way you pushed them back when they slipped off your face, the pretty charms you often adorned them with.

so when you, turn back, your eyes meeting his through the lens, his heart flutters, immediately turning back to his note book. he stares at the empty page in distraught, not registering the shuffling of the other students moving around the room, or even the chair placed by his table.

"sunoo?" his head shoots up so fast, "we're supposed to work together on the project." you say as you placed your books down. "oh? okay" he feels a little dazed, closing his notebook and placing them away.

정원

The nurse's office is not really where you wanted to end your day, your leg being bandaged, the nurse giving you advice on how to care for your injury. how did you get hurt? taking pictures of the football team for your school's yearbook, you weren't expecting to be turned into a target of a stray ball...

Jungwon rushes into the room when the nurse exists, an apologetic look on his face. your glasses are held gently in his hand, he's still in his football uniform, telling you he's been waiting since you got here. "I'm really sorry again, i should have been very careful." "it's fine, i was also being reckless." you reach out for your glasses, grabbing them a lot harsher than you wanted.

you put them on, pushing them to a comfortable position. you try to get on your feet, but the bruise on your leg, though small sends pain through you. jungwon very gently pushed to help you walk, some how convincing you to let him walk you home.

The walk to your home is silent, and once you reach your apartment complex, he pass your bag to you. "thank you." "um, by the way, you look really pretty with your glasses on." you turn back to him, your backpack half way on your shoulder. he blushes, "i mean you look pretty in general, but I, you-" "thank you." you say with a smile, pushing your glasses up. "i hope I'm not making you uncomfortable." "not at all, you're very adorable you know. " the last part is so light he barely hears it, his shyly playing with his fingers."thank , thank you." he replies bashfully, "if you still want to take more pictures of the team, i would love to help." "that would be helpful... see you tomorrow." "yes... see you tomorrow."

니키

you dust off your outfit, fixing your jacket and mic. your stylist fixes off your make-up, passing a pair of glasses to you. you put them on, thanking your staff, before rushing to where you were supposed to wait. the director gives you some directions, and telling you the basics about how things will be filmed. you don't notice niki till you turn around, you bow at him and he does the same.

you both stand around awkwardly, waiting for your cue to start. when the instrumental starts, you shift closer to him."your glasses..." he says softly, "they look cute."

#cherubshert diary.#kpop fanfic #kpop x black reader #kpop x poc reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen fluff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen drabbles #enhypen x reader #enha x reader #enhypen fic #enhypen reactions

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unique-high · 7 months

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Ateez with their short s/o

Requested: Ateez's reactions to their short s/o tries to jump on the countertop to reach something.

A/N: I am so sorry it took me a while to actually get to this. But hopefully, you still enjoy it! Sorry for any mistakes.

Seonghwa: When he sees you trying to jump on the countertop. He rushes over standing behind you with his arms out ready to catch you if you fall. "Y/n, what are you doing?" He would ask in a slight panic. All you wanted to do was get your favorite snack without bothering your boyfriend. When you almost fell back. Seonghwa freaks and helps you down, scolding you a bit before he reaches up to grab your snack for you.

Hongjoong: At first he doesn't pay any attention to what you are doing. He watches you jump up and down to try to get what you want. "Uh, Y/n do you need help?" he would ask. You'll tell him "N-No I got it." As you struggled to get what you wanted. He would watch you as you climb up the countertop. He's scared thinking you were going to hurt yourself. He stands behind you. Carefully watching each of your movements. His reflexes are fast when he thinks you made a wrong move. Stressing him tf out.

Jongho: He rushes up to you when he sees you on the countertop trying to reach for your favorite package of Ramen. “You're going to hurt yourself y/n here. Let me help you.” He would say. But you're very adamant about getting the ramen yourself without his help. “I got this!” You would say. But clearly, you didn't then slip off the countertop scaring the shit out of Jongho. He catches you. Checking to see if you are okay.

San: When he walks into the kitchen and sees you trying to jump up on the countertop. He comes over to you. “Are you trying to hurt yourself?!” He would say. He has told you a million times if you couldn't reach something, come and ask for his help. But there was that part of you that wanted to be independent enough to get something yourself without his help. “I'll get it for you.” he's sweet about. Kisses the top of your head.

Yeosang: Seeing you on the countertop puts him in protective mode. He tries not to freak out because he doesn't want you to freak out because he's freaking out. He uses a gentle voice as he talks to you helping you down. He knows you have been trying not to bug him about getting things for you that were high up. But Yeosang would rather you bug him nonstop to get whatever you wanted. “Y/n, what if you were to hurt yourself?” He would say. A kiss to your hairline.

Mingi: He watches you for a second to see what you're trying to do. When jumping up, trying to grab the cereal doesn't help you. You decide to climb up the countertop. He rushes up to you looking up at you. “Get down before you fall!” He would say. Of course, you didn't think you would fall. You did this a bunch of times when he wasn't home, so you were good until you tried getting down with the cereal and fell into Mingi. He scolds you but makes sure his girl isn't hurt.

Yunho: Yunho had gotten you a step stool a few months ago. That way, you could use it to reach for what you needed. But according to you, you were tall enough to reach for anything and refused to use the step stool. So when he walks into the kitchen and sees you on top of the countertop trying to get bowls for dinner, he's a little upset and afraid you would fall if you weren't careful. He helps you down and flicks your forehead and you pout. “Listen here shorty use the step stool next time. I don't care how tall you think you are, but you're too short to be doing this. You could hurt yourself and I don't wanna see my girl hurt.” he would tell you.

Wooyoung: He did freak out seeing you on the countertop. He's cussing in Korean and trying to get you to come down. You roll your eyes at your boyfriend as you reach for a package of your favorite cookies. “Y/n are you crazy? Why didn't you ask for my help?” he would say as he helped you down. “Because I could get it myself.” You would tell him. He pinches your cheeks. “No, you couldn't if you were climbing up on countertops. Next time, get a chair or come get me.”

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gojosnympho · 8 months

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nsfw, minors dni

haechan x black!fem!reader

“no, no,” haechan tutted while he was deep inside of you. you were in tears, clawing at his arm to try to make him have mercy on you. “tell me what you were telling your friends.”

“it was a joke, hyuck!” you exclaimed

“yeah? it was a joke? you telling your friends you want me to get you pregnant was a joke? i’m just giving you what you want, pretty girl,” he teased you holding your leg over his hip so he could fuck you as deep as he could. his tip was hitting your spot over and over again.

earlier when your friends were over you were jokingly telling them that you wanted your boyfriend to get you pregnant after coming across the sexy picture he posted on his instagram story. haechan overheard your conversation and the little giggles emitted from you and your friends. so as soon as they left he was on you, giving you every inch of him. he’d already made you cum a bunch of times and he’d already fucked two loads of his own cum into your poor, swollen pussy.

“gonna keep fucking you until i know that this pussy took every drop of my cum.” you whined and threw your head back on his shoulder. he took this opportunity to kiss and suck on the soft skin of your neck. “you’re gonna look so pretty all knocked up.”

just those words had you cumming all over him again with a moan that sounded like music to his ears. you knew that it was all talk. you already discussed that you wanted to wait for kids because you were both still young. that didn’t stop this from being any more exciting though. haechan gave you one more load of his cum before pulling out and rolling your limp body over on your belly. he could see the way your cunt started to leak everything he gave you.

“keep it all inside, baby,” he said, scooping up what trickled out of you and pushing it back inside. “i thought you wanted me to get you pregnant.”

you could just hear the smirk in his voice. you used the rest of the strength you had to push him away from you, “you’ve lost your mind, donghyuck.”

#ten writes 🧚🏾‍♀️#kpop x black reader #nct x black!reader #nct x black reader #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #haechan smut #haechan x reader #haechan x black reader #lee haechan x reader #lee haechan x black reader #donghyuck x reader #donghyuck smut #donghyuck x black reader #lee donghyuk x reader

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calibabii21 · 8 months

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|| sli(ck-p)up || l.jn

pairing: pervy bf!Jeno x gf!reader

genre: smut

warning(s): perv!jeno, sub!jeno, secret pic/videos taken, caught jerking off with reader's panties, sadist!reader, humiliation, edging, overstimulation, use of pet names "baby" and "pup/puppy"

wc: 1.8k

a/n: @jenosprincess requested pervert boyfriend!Jeno and it is officially September so I figured, why not kill two birds with one stone. let the shenanigans begin, hope you all enjoyyy~~~

also: (pre-established safe words, we use the standard green for "keep going" and yellow for "ease up" with "lighthouse" being "stop")

You noticed. It was small things. But you noticed. It isn't that he was acting particularly skittish, but he was even more primal acting. Like a feral pet.

It started with longer stares. I mean, he's your boyfriend, so, of course he's going to look- but no. He stares. Quite literally like you're a freshly butchered hunk of meat.

Next it was more aggressive touches. Fingers digging into your waist just to pass by you. Teeth sinking harsher into your lip when he kisses you. Very desperate. Very eager.

The oddest one, he began sniffing you. When he hugs you. When you walk by. The moment you most need a shower, right after you've worked out. That's when you noticed undergarments of yours going missing.

Little did you know, today would be the day the covers got pulled back.

Your day wrapped up early so you decided to head to your boyfriend's house. Just like you would any other weekend. It is when you approach his apartment that you feel that shit is about to hit the fan. Nevertheless, you enter his home with the spare key he gave you.

It's radio silence as you walk in. The television is off. No bustling action in the kitchen. Not even the blasting of the Naruto soundtrack. But you think nothing of it as you head toward his room. He's probably gaming with the guys.

"Ba-" but you're stopped short. There is nothing in the world that could prepare you for what you see. All the signs were there, but you brushed them off as his man period or something. Men go through things too. But this??

He couldn't see or hear you, but boy could you see and hear him. "F-Fuck M-Miss- please." You knew your boyfriend could be a little submissive sometimes, but never to the extent of begging and calling Mistress..or was it Miss? Either way, the scene before you was beyond your imagination.

Jeno in his gamer chair, a hand tightly wrapped around his cock and here's the kicker, your most recent loss; a baby blue lace thong, held up to his nose. And boy is he sniffing profusely. Not that you thought it could get any worse, but it did.

On his screen- his gaming pc screen, was you, fresh out of the shower, and naked. You didn't seem to be anything special, but baby boy was lapping it up. In the video you'd had on the same baby blue thong, he now had in his mouth as if to taste you, and were lathering your body in baby oil.

It seems to be getting near the climax seeing as, once it got to the part where you were spreading and rubbing it all over your bare breasts, you notice the video had been slowed down and zoomed in- still in 4k quality by the way. He edited it too?? This was all too crazy and had carried on for too long.

"Having fun?" His body instantly jerked and froze. He's still as you walk to him and turn his chair to face you. Eyes watering and face red with embarrassment as you've caught him in such a vulnerable position. Though he's scared for being caught, and your dominant aura has caused him to cower, it's clear he is enjoying the feeling.

His hard on is still raging and if anything, it seems even angrier. His breathing is deep, but shaky; and he has the nerve to still hold your panties in his mouth. You snatch them out, drawing a whimper from him and toss them aside.

"So this is what you do when I'm not around?" He looks down at his lap then closes his eyes, too ashamed to see how aroused he is by the situation. "This why you've been acting so fucking desperate lately?" His whine when you grip his face and make him look you in the eyes is indeed, desperate.

His eyes sneak a glance at the computer and your eyes follow his line of sight seeing the video is still playing, this time the frame zoomed onto your ass as you're bent over. You narrow your eyes as you bring them to meet his again and he tries to shrink into himself.

"You that horny to where you can't even focus on me right in front of you? Is it because I'm fully clothed?" He looks at you with wide eyes and shakes his head in denial. "No? You like it when you're exposed and I'm all covered up?" the words are spoken softly into his ear before you lay a faint lick on his earlobe and lightly tug on it with your teeth.

"You're not the only one that can bite." You'd be lying if you said the shudder that coursed through him didn't thrill you. You hadn't paid attention before, but you actually have quite the dominant streak. Then an idea pops into your head and you let him go before moving to his desktop and turning on the webcam.

"W-What are you-" but you show him no mercy, "I'd threaten to gag you with something but you would like that wouldn't you?" He lets out a series of whimpers as you get on your knees in front of him, "look at you. still brick hard even with the camera on you. Who knew you were such a perverted little pup."

His cock bobs as throws his head back and squeezes his eyes shut. "Oh look at thaaat. You like that don't you?" You coo at him, lightly tracing one of his more prominent veins and trailing your left hand up his torso to his right nipple and flicking it with his thumb. "P-Please Y/N," you shake your head tsking at him, "That's not what you called me earlier is it?"

He doesn't respond, only continues mewling and squirming in his seat. When you allow your flattened palm to fall sharply on his thigh, you notice a new wave of precum starting to bead at his tip. "Oh you really are a pervert aren't you. I expected this from someone like Haechan, but never my sweet puppy, Jeno."

You notice the split second his breath hitches once Haechan's name is mentioned before it speeds up at the pet name. "Oh? I see. I might have to punish him too." Your hand ghosts over his length before firmly gripping it, earning a sigh of relief paired with a string of pleading moans.

"Maybe I'll restrain the both of you and play this video back. Would you like that?" He only murmurs and looks at you with eyes begging for torturous mercy. Your hand grips his slicked cock tighter, your wrist now twisting in a gyratory stroke, "want to watch me edge you with one of your best friends? A little fleshpump constantly milking you both?"

You speed up your hand and slacken your grip, "What do you think?" His head lolls back, brain fucked out and on autopilot, "Y-Yes Miss." "Divine." He sits up straight with heavy breaths, looking at you slightly cross-eyed and dazed as you bring him closer to the edge, "huh?" You can't help but chuckle at his cuteness as he tries to think through the oncoming orgasm.

At the last second you snatch your hand away, relishing in his pleading and fresh tears falling, but his self instructed obedience to keep his hands gripping the arms of the chair, where you've only just noticed they've been this entire time. "Divine. That is what you will refer to me as."

His eyes sparkle when your hand reconnects with his now painful erection, and he nods. "Since you've been such a good boy enduring this, I will reward you." He immediately perks up at that and nods eagerly. "I want you to give me two."

You see his eyes reflect a flicker of uncertainty so you soften your own and ask, "What color does the puppy give?" to which he perks up and smiles through a hooded gaze, "Green, Miss- Divine. Please, green." His smile is returned and you plant a soft wet kiss on the inside of his thigh, "Give me two."

Immediately he's thrown back into pleasure as your hand resumes its slow, spiral-like strokes. Just his sounds alone have you internally squirming yourself. "Baby you're twitching so much, are you close?" He bites his lip with furrowed brows and nods, "Okay puppy, cum for me."

It's when he feels your tongue on his balls that he looks back down at you and lets out a drawn out moan. "fffuuuuuuck Miss Divine- oh shit you make me feel so good." You moan against his balls before grazing your teeth along them, "What do you say?"

Tears roll down his cheeks from the overstimulation as he tries to catch his breath, "Th-Th-Thank you Miss Divine." You smile and reward him by now stroking him at a fast pace. "Come on puppy, you owe me one more. Be a good puppy for Miss Divine." Okay even you are beginning to cringe at the name, but watching him fall apart like this for you? For Miss Divine- it by far outranks the cringe.

"You're almost there baby, you can do it." His breathing is so quick you fear he may start hyperventilating, "M-May I please cum? Can I please?" And you, of course, grant him instant permission "Ooooh, look at the good puppy making a mess all over yourself." You'd continue to play with him, but his whimpers now sound hoarse and that softens your heart entirely.

You stand back to full height and cradle his face, bringing it closer to your own, "You did so good, and I'm so so proud of you for being a strong pup." His eyes flutter shut as you press a kiss to his forehead then flutter back open when you pull back, "I'm gonna go get the water ready for a shower. Will you be able to stand for that?"

He cutely nods back and gives your lips a gentle kiss, "I love you." Your heart still skips a beat when you hear those words, "I love you too baby." You grin and give him another kiss before going to the adjoined bathroom to set the shower to the perfect temperature.

"Ah shit!" you hear what sounds like scrambling, then typing and head out to the room to see Jeno shutting down his computer. "What happened? Are you okay?" He first sighs deeply, as if to gather his thoughts, "Haechan just texted me.." You hold your breath knowing you weren't going to like what comes out of his mouth next.

"He said..you know everything we just did? well..apparently we were on a live stream chat with him..." You gasp loudly and cover your mouth "..Was that all he said?" He grimaces and shakes his head, "He said he's on his way."

#subby!september #nct jeno #jeno smut #lee jeno smut #jeno hard hours #sub!idol #sub!idol x reader #sub!nct #sub!kpop #sub!jeno #perv!jeno #jeno x black reader #nct x black reader #kpop x black reader #z writes✍🏾

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𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐒 | 𝐤. 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings — sugar daddy!hongjoong, readers in her 20s, hongjoong’s in his 40s, pet names, oral (m. receiving), f.ingering, cowgirl,choking, fluff at the end.

sugar daddy!hongjoong who takes you to buy a new dress any time he takes you out for dinner or when you have to attend events with him. you have at least 40 different dresses you could choose from at this point but it doesn’t matter to hongjoong.

when he can’t accompany you to shop for a dress because he has business to attend to, he simply gives you his card and tells you to pick the prettiest one and treat yourself to whatever else you want to that day.

but more often than not, he flies you out to italy to have your dresses custom made. sometimes he’ll send a sketch ahead of you of what he wants to see you in and let you talk with the designer about changing any details that you don’t like.

he wants you to have the best of the best, something other people can’t get their hands on.

sugar daddy!hongjoong who has no shame about renting out the entire floor of a restaurant for just the two of you. when you ask him his reason, he says that he just “prefers it this way.”

sugar daddy!hongjoong that lets you pick out your own penthouse.

he brings you along with him while he goes around looking at different places, citing the reason being that he’s “expanding his real estate portfolio”.

he’s constantly asking you what you think of each place, whether you could see yourself living there, how you would decorate the place, etc. you think it’s silly when he writes a check to buy the one that you liked the most but you don’t pay it too much mind.

that is until later that day when he hands you the keys.

“it’s all yours baby. i’ve already got movers packing up your old place, they should be here in an hour or two. is that alright with you?”

sugar daddy!hongjoong who loves surprising you with random shopping sprees. he likes surprising you with gifts and all, but he’d rather have you pick exactly what you like.

he could sit watch you try on outfits all day if it means he gets to see the way your eyes sparkle.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that was a bit of tsundere especially when you first met.

he has trouble expressing his love and admiration for you but he actively works to try to get better.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that enjoys sharing his hobbies with you, one of them being customizing clothes and shoes, giving them a personal touch.

you tend to make a mess whenever you work with the art supplies, accidentally getting paint and marker stains all over yourself. you find it bothersome but hongjoong finds it cute. to him, your clumsiness just adds to your charming qualities.

sugar daddy!hongjoong who gets excited whenever you let him choose your next hairstyle. if you’re hesitant about trying a certain style or color, he encourages you to do so, as long as you’re comfortable with it. he’s always complimenting you and praising you.

despite his love of picking your hairstyles, he loves when you decide to just wear your beautiful natural hair as well.

the same thing goes for your nails too. oh, and he always makes sure you get your toes done too so don’t even try to argue with him. if you’re out of the country and need a new set or a fill in, he’ll fly out your chosen nail tech.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that’s like putty in your hands whenever you flutter those pretty lashes of yours at him.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that not only likes to have custom dresses made for you but also have custom lingerie pieces made for you as well.

one of his favorites is an emerald green set with a garter belt and matching lacy stockings that have his initials ‘KHJ’ on the center gore of the bra.

sugar daddy!hongjoong wouldn’t call himself an exhibitionist but he will touch and tease you (discretely) in public settings or where others are present.

like while his chauffeur is driving you home, he’ll let his hand rest on your thigh, letting it slip under your dress and inch closer to your core until his fingers are hovering right in front of your soaked panties.

“don’t make a sound and i’ll fuck you to sleep when we get home.” he whispers in your ear as his fingers move your underwear to the side, finally making contact with your clit.

sugar daddy!hongjoong who possessiveness makes itself known in the bedroom. he wants to hear you tell him that you’re his and that he’s the only one who can make you feel good.

tell him what he wants to hear or he will slow down and eventually stop what he’s doing all together until he gets what he wants. no amount of squirming around on the bed or whining will help you.

“didn’t i ask you a question? tell me whose pussy this is.. or would you rather be left high and dry? your choice baby.”

sugar daddy!hongjoong who thinks you look so pretty when your mouth is full of his dick. he likes to hold your head in place while he fucks your pretty mouth.

“such a good girl for me. gonna stay like that and let me cum down your throat?”

sugar daddy!hongjoong who wraps his hand around your neck while you’re bouncing on his cock and it makes you see stars.

he likes the feeling of your walls clenching around him while you try to focus on riding him, the lack of oxygen slowly getting to you.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that likes it rough but makes sure he takes his time with you often, giving you good old fashioned love-making to remind you of how much he loves and cares for you.

sugar daddy!hongjoong that can be having a terrible day but once he sets eyes on you, his worries and frustration fade away.

sugar daddy!hongjoong who falls in love with you more and more every time he looks into your big, gorgeous eyes.

it’s been more than just a business relationship to him and he’s been feeling that way for a long time now.

he hopes to one day he’ll be lucky enough to be able to call you his wife.

#this is kinda ass sorry y’all #ateez smut #kim hongjoong #hongjoong smut #kim hongjoong smut #ateez hard hours #kpop smut #ateez scenarios #ateez x reader #ateez imagines #ateez x black reader #kpop x black reader #kpop x poc reader

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xotaemintol · 1 month

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PERVY BOYFRIEND JISUNG X FEM BLACK READER (oneshot)

*im still editing pt3 of my Jisung AU, so in the meantime I wanted to post something else. I was originally going to do a pervy bf hc for Jisung (I’m still going to) but I took one part of it and well…*

PRONOUNS: none (fem reader)

TWS: sex toy, masturbation(m), cum tribute.

Word count: 553

Jisung can get off to you no matter what, when your hair is done and when it’s messy; unshaved, as smooth as the skin of a grape or with drool on the side of your cheek. Jisung thinks you look sexy no matter what, but he thinks you look especially sexy when you smile or when you’re in the sunlight. He’s so obsessed with the way your smile looks, your two toned lips and pretty brown skin have always been his weakness; he could never help himself when he sees you happy. His obsession is so bad that once when you were out Jisung begged you to take pictures for him before the sunset. You thought it was cute that he wanted to see some golden hour pictures of you and did it without a second thought, but not even 20 minutes later he sent a video of himself jerking off with the picture in front of him. calling your name as he told the camera how badly he wanted to fuck you and how pretty your skin would look painted with his cum.

But you could never understand the extent of his love for your beauty until you caught him in the act. You wanted to surprise him with some flowers since he had been working so hard with the dreamies and decided to come over unannounced. You knew that he wouldn't mind—he does it to you all the time so you didn’t think twice about showing up without a call or text. But when you got to his room, his door was wide open, and he was standing in front of his computer screen with a picture of you in a beautiful yellow sundress on display. You could remember the day you had taken this picture, the sky was clear and the sun was beaming down onto you, making your beautiful brown skin glow—it almost looked like you were made of glitter. And right before the picture was Jisung, fucking a fleshlight he had strapped to the desk with a pair of your underwear clutched in his large hand and pressed against his nose.

Panting and huffing like a dog, he placed his other hand on the desk as his knees buckled. His strokes were so strong and sharp, you could tell just from watching him how badly he wished that it was you instead. His voice trembled as he groaned and slammed his other hand on the desk, fucking the poor plastic even harder as his head dropped and the desk shook. With every thrust the desk hit the wall harder and harder—you couldn’t tell what would break first; the desk, the fleshlight, or him. It only took a few seconds longer for him to quickly pull out of the abused toy, the second he did he began to fuck his hand, aiming right at his screen as he imagined how pretty you’d look if you were standing right in front of him. The sound of his desperate and lustful moans made your stomach feel warm and tight, and as he came onto the picture of you your knees felt weak.

You waited until he finished until the last drop had been released, and when he was finally catching his breath, you made yourself known.

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ad0rechuu · 1 year

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۪ ★ ۫ MILKY WAY ୨୧

based on milky way by seohyun

SYNOPSIS. ━━━━━ It’s not everyday that your friends childhood friend turns out to be the girl that you literally have a fan account for, but for Seonghwa, San and Mingi it’s become a reality. being able to get close to your bias is great! even if she does have a raging crush on someone else…

6mar23 | st. 09/03/23 / fn. 31/08/23

pairing. ━━━━━ college students! fans! park seonghwa, choi san, song mingi x fem! idol! reader (x idol! oc)

featuring. ━━━━━ ateez, kang seulgi (red velvet), fatou samba (black swan), park sujin aka swan (purple kiss), shin yuna (itzy), do hanse (former victon) oc, fem oc

genre. ━━━━━ smau, written, humor/crack, fluff, angst, suggestive, love square, idol/college au, strangers to friends to lovers, really slow burn, pinning, secret identity

warnings. ━━━━━ i’m not a native english speaker so my english might be a little off sometimes ! ! ! timestamps/sm numbers mean nothing, sexism/slutshaming, swearing, mentions of food/sex/serious topic, kys/kms and other questionable jokes, use of pictures for yn but only for reference (only of dark skin poc used), cyber bullying, ssngs, mental illness/anxiety, mentions of alcohol/drugs. small age gaps, more thorough warnings in the actual chapters, let me know if missed smth

notes. ━━━━━ the taglist is closed, spam likes are fine but consider reblogging with comments of ur thoughts (not only on my work but on other authors work too!) credits to the rightful owners of all the graphics n music

PROFILES. ━━━━━ SANRIO TRASH (STAR) ᜊ THE VIRGINITY CORNER (ATEEZ + YNS BBGS) ᜊ EXTRAS

PART 1. PRE TIME SKIP :

★ CH 000. prologue: HONGJOONG HAS FRIENDS?!

★ CH 001. CLONE FANTASY

★ CH 002. THE JASPER TO MY SHERLOCK

★ CH 003. SUS, VERY SUS

★ CH 004. DON’T LEAVE ME TALL FUCK

★ CH 005. EDIBLE SCENTED CANDLE

★ CH 006. MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW

★ CH 007. ONE OF THE GIRLIES

★ CH 008. SHES SO PRECIOUS!!

★ CH 009. IS YN OKAY?

★ CH 010. NO FANBOYING

★ CH 011. INTRODUCTIONS: PART I

★ CH 012. INTRODUCTIONS: PART II

★ CH 013. SUPER COOL AND HOT (RESPECTFULLY)

★ CH 014. AESPA WAS RIGHT

★ CH 015. GODDAMNIT PARK SEONGHWA

★ CH 016. WHAT THE H*CK

★ CH 017. I’M SO HASTAG SRS

★ CH 018. OPERATION: YNGYU

★ CH 019. HE’S UP TO NO GOOD

★ CH 020. PRAISE KINK ERA

★ CH 021. BAES JUST LIKE ME FR

★ CH 022. NVM Y’ALL HE RESPONDED

★ CH 023. TWO HEART EMOJIS

★ CH 024. RPS LEGEND

★ CH 025. KANG POMPOMPURIN

★ CH 026. BEGINNING OF A CHEESY ROMCOM

★ CH 027. WTFDYM

★ CH 028. IMAGINE NOT TALKING

★ CH 029. BLACK LIST SPEED RUN

★ CH 030. AS LONG AS SHE’S HAPPY

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART i )

PART 2. POST TIME SKIP :

★ CH 031. BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE

★ CH 032. AS HOT AS I EXPECTED

★ CH 033. MY BABIES (AND KIM HONGJOONG)

★ CH 034. EVEN THE YANDERES

★ CH 035. DONGSAENG ZONED

★ CH 036. A STRANGE FEELING

★ CH 037. OLD FRIENDS

★ CH 038. I DON’T THINK I’M OKAY

★ CH 039. MINGI UR A PATHOLOGICAL LIAR

★ CH 040. LOVELY

★ CH 041. STEP BY STEP

★ CH 042. DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

★ CH 043. OOPS

★ CH 044. WHATDIDIDOTOMYSELF

★ CH 045. LOVE LETTERS TO LEE HYORI

★ CH 046. LOSER DOESN’T EVEN DESCRIBE IT

★ CH 047. IF ONLY SHE KNEW

★ CH 048. LE’ ASTRE

( EXTRA. STAR’S 5TH MINI ALBUM :: LE’ ASTRE )

★ CH 049. FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S UNHOLY

★ CH 050. I’M ALRIGHT, I PROMISE

★ CH 051. BUTTERFLIES

★ CH 052. #STAR IS KILLING ME

★ CH 053. OK? OK! OK

★ CH 054. PURSUE HAPPINESS

★ CH 055. WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME

★ CH 056. THE TRUTH

★ CH 057. SERA WATANABE

★ CH 058. XD

★ CH 059. MILKY WAY

★ CH 060. LOVE

( EXTRA. ASK THEM ANYTHING EVENT:: PART ii )

ENDING O1.

★ 00i. PERUVIAN LILIES

★ 0ii. THE PRETTIEST

ENDING O2.

★ 00i. WHAT MAKES HIM, HIM

★ 0ii. LOM(OMMY)L

ENDING O3.

★ 00i. FINAL PUZZLE PIECE

★ 0ii. MINE.

★ AFTER WORD.

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hobicakess · 3 months

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when i read mafia fics i get so pissed off at MC because let me have a murderous , sexy , RICH bf/husband whos very much willing to live AND die for me.. IM SHOWIN TF OUT!! but nooo y/n gotta be so humble abt it 🙄🙄 like bae why r u not maxing out that credit card when he tell u too? and most importantly WHYY ARE YOU LETTING PEOPLE TALK TO YOU CRAZY???

yall know tht tiktok sound " my man kill people." that would be me all day LMAO and im beating btches up because who's going to jail when my man has the whole police force by the neck??? not me

#x black reader #mafia!au #— dee is speaking🎙️#kpop x black reader #anime x black!reader #marvel x black!reader #black reader

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andysorbit · 9 months

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Optional idol x fem!reader (M)

warnings: dirty talking, overstimulation, vaginal penetration, degradation, fingering, face slapping

"That's my pussy, baby?" he asks as his fingers pump into you. The look in his is eyes dark and you squirm.

"I asked you a question," he rumbles. The brashness of his voice clouds your mind and you whine.

"S'yours... fuck... please... no more," You plead. A sharp cry echoes through the living room and he reaches down to grab a throw pillow from the floor with his free hand and shoves it into your chest, "The neighbors complained about how fucking loud you are. Shut up," he growls.

You hug the pillow close and bite it with a frenzied moan.

He laughs and curves his fingers up causing you to spread your legs wider.

"I'm not gonna stop until I break you. I wanna see just how much you can take," he purrs.

You try to use your legs to scoot yourself away from him, "I can't, daddy... I fucking can't. Fuck... please, please, please," You sob.

"You won't close your legs or tell me the safe word so are you sure?" he taunts you, "What's your color?"

"G- greeen!" You squeak.

"Yeah that's what I fucking thought. You're not done yet. You're never done. It's never enough for you, is it, bitch?"

You shake your head and he slaps your cheek, "Speak."

"N- no... no... never. Never enough. Never, daddy," You sob.

"What are you?"

"A whore."

"Yeah, baby. You're a whore who can't get enough. Bet if I stuffed my dick in you, those slutty legs would spread even more. Wanna see?"

You nod, "Please," You muffle clumsily with the pillow fast between your teeth.

He chuckles and pulls his fingers from your soaking cunt, "So fucking wet," he hums.

He pushes his slicked fingers into your mouth and you suck on them with a greedy moan. He guides himself into you and bottoms out, "Just like I said. Such a slut for your daddy."

You hug the pillow to your chest as his hips smack against yours and you squeeze your eyes shut.

He slaps your cheek again, "Eyes on me. Wanna watch the clarity leave your eyes while I'm fucking that slutty little cunt."

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gyumibear · 4 months

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⌞blue spring⌝ — smau

PAIRING — Song Mingi x Fem!Reader

FEATURING... All of Ateez, Yunjin (Le Sserafim), Gahyeon (Dreamcatcher), Chaeryeong (ITZY), NingNing (Aespa), Keeho (P1Harmony), Haechan (NCT)

GENRE — SMAU + Written, High School AU (first half), Strangers to Friends to ?, Idol AU, Humor, Fluff & Angst, Mutual Pining, Secret Relationship

SYNOPSIS — In which you, an upcoming idol, are saved from a dangerous encounter by Song Mingi, a jaded, third-year delinquent who falls for you in more ways than one. However, both of your responsibilities constantly tear you apart. Years later, you reunite. Are the sparks still there or was your love only meant for that one spring?

WARNINGS — Swearing, Mentions of Suggestive Topics/Jokes, KYS/KMS Jokes (and things of the like), Mentions of Food, Photo References for YN (only poc)

FIRST HALF — Mentions of Injuries, Descriptions of Fighting, Mentions of Past Trauma (not reader), Mingi is a Delinquent, Mentions of selling drugs, Mentions of Blood, Group Drama!!, KPOP Trainee Stuff (mentions of evaluations, company drama, etc...) SECOND HALF — Slight Cyberbullying, Mentions of Sexism/Slutshaming (not from Mingi), Miscommunication Trope, Jealousy, Threats/Blackmail Don't be scared, this SMAU is a comedy!

SCHEDULE — On hiatus until Summer 2024!

STARTED — Jan 3, 2024* FINISHED — N/A!

⌞PROFILES ⌝ DYN♡STY ♪ ATZ ♪ JUICEEZ ♪ EXTRAS

PART 1: FIRST HALF

⚘ PROLOGUE. Incorrigible Song Mingi ⚘ C01. Golden Trainee ⚘ C02. Our Dream ⚘ C03. Bruised Fruit ⚘ C04. Hongjoong Has A Problem ⚘ C05. Last Chance ⚘ C06. It's Called Kindness, Idiot ⚘ C07. Or Whatever Pierce The Veil Said ⚘ C08. Why Women Deserve Less ⚘ C09. Why *Wooyoung* Deserves Less ⚘ C10. Hongjoong Has 2 Problems ⚘ C11. No Face, No Case ⚘ C12. Trainee Evaluation ⚘ C13. I Can't Make Eggs ⚘ C14. You're Disloyal Song Mingi. ⚘ C15. Blue Spring

PART 2: SECOND HALF

⚘ C16. What About Love? ⚘ C17... tba!

TAGLIST IS OPEN — send an ask or reply to be added!

NOTE — please consider interacting as you read!! spam likes are totally fine with me, but reblogging/replying with your thoughts truly means a lot to me!

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moonlightdreamzz · 1 year

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Their first time going down on you <3 — Hongjoong, Wooyoung, and San.

→ warning! 18+. pure smut

Hongjoong

Everyone else around Joong was so obsessed with sex, and while he had memories of the pleasure it gave him in the past, what you two had was so much so deeper than that. He truly valued the connection you two had, to the point that making love to you was the last thing on his mind when he was with you.

He was too busy being obsessed with your contagious laugh and listening to all of the crazy things that happened in your day, everyday. He would be lying if he said the thought of worshipping your body never crossed his mind, but it didn’t linger for long.

You two had agreed that you weren’t going to rush it. When the time was right, you both would know. Of course, that didn’t mean he hadn’t planned exactly how he wanted it to be so that when that time came, it would be a night to remember.

For weeks the tension had become more and more intense. The subtle touches, the kisses that would lead to the beginning stages of making love, but the two of you would always stop each other - chuckling nervously as you pulled away each time. Hongjoong laughed at you because you always claimed innocent, yet the way you were just kissing him told a different story. You laughed at how red he always got, his hair sticking to his forehead already and the two of you still had your clothes on. He was so flustered.

Hongjoong didn’t want to let another situation like this happen and be unprepared. It was time for operation make love to Y/N to go into full effect.

All the reservations had been made, and his two days off as well as yours had been secured. He didn’t tell you where you were going, just that it was exactly what you needed to wind down. You both knew what that included, but you and Joong had the type of relationship where you didn’t have to say most things out loud to hear them.

You arrived, and the day went as planned. All night the two of you had been lingering touches in all the right places, and you knew you were already so wet when the real thing hadn’t even happened yet. The second the two of you got back to your hotel, the sexual tension in the room was thick enough to suffocate the both of you.

You stand at the edge of the bed, feeling as if it was your first time. You suppose that was a good thing. That was only more confirmation that you truly were so in love with him. You begin to get lost in your thoughts as you step out of your heels when you feel Hongjoong behind you. His boner pokes at your ass, and your knees practically collapse at the feeling.

He, at a painfully slow place, begins to unzip your dress, allowing his breath to do the work his lips would be doing soon enough. Chills covered your entire body at the feelings of your dress becoming a pool around your ankles.

The first order of business for Joong is to taste you. Being in the heat of the moment - it was as if every hidden craving he had for you was coming out at once. He couldn’t wait to see you unravel all because of him.

It was as if his tounge had a spell casted specifically to make your pussy cry from how good it felt. His hands are on so many places on your body. First your breasts, then your stomach, and then your legs to hold them by your ears as his tounge makes itself at home on your pearl.

He was so good. So many guys licked everywhere but where it actually felt good, but he knew. You could feel how wet you were getting. You knew you were going to cum, which was rare in the position you were currently in. He was being so careful, yet he was devouring you at the same time. He couldn’t help but moan for a multitude of reasons - the first being at how sexy you were. Your body was perfectly sculpted for him, every beauty mark a gift to him. Second, the trust you clearly had in him. There is not a tense muscle in your body as the sound of him slurping up your juices filled the room. The moonlight illuminated the entire room, causing every inch of your cocoa colored body to glow. He had to stop for a moment.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

His mouth is covered in your juices. Your love for him is dripping from his lips, and his eyes are low as the two of you finally make eye contact. “I love you so much, baby. Your beauty is unmatched, do you know that?”

For some reason, your insecurities hit you. You want to respond back in an equally sexy way, but you can’t help but question did he really mean it? “Does it look okay? Does it taste okay?” You regret it the second you say it. This was not a moment to be insecure.

He chuckles right in your clit, refusing to break eye contact with you. “You have the prettiest pussy I have ever seen baby. And I have never had a meal so good.” He takes a lick at the opening of your vagina for good measure.

“What does it taste like?” You mutter seductively, beginning to get in your zone.

“Like mine.” Is all he can say before face planting, starting where he left off. You have tears rolling down your cheeks as he’s eating as if it’s the last thing he’ll ever have.

His fingers become his tag team partner as he can sense you getting closer to your destination. His moans are just as load as yours, just muffled because he can’t take his nose out of your pussy. He never wanted to come up for air. He wanted to taste you everyday.

He’s fingering you and making love to your clit with his tounge - your beautiful cries of pleasure being his cheerleader to keep up the good work. He can hear you shouting that you’re about to cum.

“Mhm.” Is all he can chuckle before continuing, feeling your legs shake and your cum beginning to cover his face. You’re begging him to stop, but he can’t. He had found his new home. When he finally decides to let up, the first thing he does is kiss you, placing his tounge deep into your mouth. His hand caresses your inner though gently.

“See,” he smirks, “Mine.”

Wooyoung

He was so nervous and truthfully wasn’t sure if he could please you in the way he dreamed, yet, he couldn’t fight the intense craving he had for your taste no matter how hard he tried.

It was odd for Woo, because he had never felt the desire to put his mouth down south in his past relationships, if you could even call them that. Everybody knew that idols weren’t out here making love to one another. It was typically a little playing around that either stopped there, or led to quick sex. And he would be lying if he didn’t admit that the guys always got the better end of the deal.

He felt horrible, but he had never given anyone head before. Truthfully, he barely had any real experience in the first place even with his flirtatious nature. When he did mess around with people, they never asked him to do it, and he was too busy fondling in other places. He also lacked the motivation to do it anyway if he was being honest. That was so intimate.

But he just could not shake this feeling. Every time he looked at you, he wanted to lick you from your toes to the top of your head. He wanted to be face first in your pussy. He wanted your scent to linger in his nose for the rest of his life. His confidence though - you made him so shy. Usually he was the one that made people flustered, but not with you. He couldn’t hold eye contact with you even though you two had been together for months. When you touched him, no matter how innocent it was, his dick refused to stay down. He couldn’t hold in his desires anymore no matter what he tried.

It didn’t help that lately, the two of you had been getting friskier than normal. Wooyoung always had permission to touch you wherever. This included booty rubs, slapping your ass playfully, and kissing you all over - but he never did it with sexual intent. He was just so in love with you he wanted to be in your skin all day.

The two of you were in the midst of watching a movie - well, in better words, had pressed play. Both your eyes are on the screen, but Wooyoung is not watching a damn thing on your 60 inch flat screen. He was too distracted. Your signature scent wouldn’t allow him to focus. The way your breast teased the crease of his elbow already had his dick twitching.

He can’t do this anymore. He stares at you, and you turn and face him all the the same. This is what had been happening between the two of you lately; you would lock eyes, which would would then lead the two of you into a heated make out session before you both stopped. Tonight though, he knew something more was going to happen. It was the way you were practically drooling the second he started to slowly caress your elbow.

“Baby.” He utters.

“Yes.” You spill identically, as if the word is falling out of your mouth.

“I want to—can I—I need to taste you. Can I eat you out? Please.” He practically whimpers. He connects your forehead to yours, and the second he does, you’re falling back on your sofa.

Woo doesn’t hesitate. He begins to press soft kisses all the way down your body, stopping at your pink shorts that he knew you wore just for him. He sticks his nose directly at your pearl. Now he’s the one drooling.

The two of you had never gone this far, so he doesn’t know what to expect. He gently pulls your shorts down - kissing you through your panties when he feels his face getting moist. Fuck. You were so damn wet.

He sees you cover your face In embarrassment, and he swiftly removes your hands. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I wanna see your beautiful eyes looking at me while I make you cum.”

He’s acting cool, calm, and collected, but in reality he’s sweating his ass off. Remember, Wooyoung has never done this before. He pulls your panties down before saying one last thing.

“Y/N…I’ve never done this before, but I’m not stopping until your cum is all over my face.”

At first taste, he’s in love. As he continues to gently lick your clit, he’s studying you. You’re quivering as his tounge makes love to you.

“A little more pressure.” You whisper, grabbing his head and doing it for him.

“Don’t let go.” He instructs. He’s falling in love with the way you tugging on his scalp feels.

He was already so obsessed with you, and this did nothing but make it so much more intense. Your tangy taste is his favorite flavor. He’s lapping everywhere, but realizes you love when he licks your clit.

You’re getting so fucking wet. Your gentle whimpers are encouraging him to keep going. He knows he’s not perfect, but he knows that he is pleasuring you.

I can’t lie, being his first time, Wooyoung is down there for awhile trying to figure out what makes you cum. You enjoy it though, because his tongue feels so damn good swirling around your clit. The sight of him so eager to make you feel good…you knew this night was going to end with more than head.

San

His entire body was raging at the sight of you and him. For the past 15 minutes, he had a front row seat to you two having so much in common, making eachother laugh so hard you could barely stand, and the subtle touches your “friend” gave you.

San wasn’t stupid. He knew the game. This guy wanted you, and he hated that he was allowing what he was seeing to infiltrate his thoughts so much, but he couldn’t help it. You were his girl. You belonged to him - every inch of you, and he knows he usually kept it light and innocent between the two of you, but it’s as if you’re begging for him to show you a side of him that would leave you speechless when you do this in front of him.

Even in this moment of irritation, he can’t be upset with you. If anything, he was oddly turned on. He had been fantasizing too much these days about coming home, stressing oozing from his head to his toes. He would see you, and immediately pick you up - devouring your pussy to calm him down and fucking you until tears were in your eyes to keep the edge off.

You didn’t know exactly what was bothering your boyfriend, but you knew jealousy was the culprit. The entire card ride home he was silent, but the right hand that was placed on your left thigh was a telling that he wasn’t angry with you. You had no idea what to expect when you walked into your apartment. Did he just need time to calm down? Maybe it wasn’t something you did? No, it had to be. He was fine before you ran into one of your co workers.

The second you walk into your home, you break the silence.

“Baby…”

He’s silent. It’s actually deafening how quiet it is in your humble abode - the only thing that could be heard if you listen close enough being the sexual tension that was coming up for air.

He was so sexy when he was like this. It was rare that you saw this side of him - the intense glare, the heavy breathing, his knee bouncing up and down uncontrollably. You just wanted to jump on his face. But, there was no need to have such a fantasy right now. The two of you, although you had been getting slightly more physical, had a long way to go before his tongue found it’s way into your hole.

You truthfully weren’t really sure how experienced San even was. You knew he wasn’t a virgin, but head? You had no idea if he had even given it to anyone before.

You walk right in between his legs, and his bouncing becomes more intense. You have no recollection of how you got in your next position. One minute you were standing in front of him, and the next you were on the floor, and you and San were making out. He’s removing his shirt, and unzipping your jeans so his fingers can find your clothed clit.

So he was jealous. You can’t help but chuckle into his mouth at the intensity of the moment. You were already pooling, and you hadn’t been in this position long. You had no idea that San could even get like this. Sure, on stage he was definitely sexy, but there was a part of you that thought that was just a persona. The way he’s leaving marks on your neck is telling you that it’s real as fuck.

“Do you know how much I love you? Huh?” San questions as he pulls your shorts down. “I love you so fucking much.” He’s kissing down your belly now, scooting down to get in position and your brain feels nauseous. Was he about to?

I’ve been wanting to do this for so long. Taste you. Feel you grinding on my face because I do this shit so good. Why do you love making me so jealous?”

You truthfully had no intentions of making him jealous, but if you were anything, you were a damn tease.

“Because I knew it would finally have you face first in my pussy.”

You didn’t know what saying that would do, but you’re glad you said it because he follows your instructions perfectly.

It’s like the world is about to end the way his licking you. You were always terrified when you got head for the first time because you had been disappointed so many times. People always talked up such a big game, just to have you rolling your eyes in annoyance, not pleasure.

But not San. This is the best head you’ve ever gotten and he had just started. Both his hands are placed on your inner thighs as he moistens your already wet pussy. You can tell he genuinely loves how you taste by the way that he sampling you.

You taste so fucking good. He never had any doubt you would, but there’s a difference between a dream and living in it. It’s so good that he has to switch the angle. He moves to a side position so that he has perfect access to your clit. He switches from licking it like a lollipop, to placing his mouth directly on it so that if someone was watching, the wouldn’t even be able to see what his tongue was doing to you. Your moans and attempt to hold him back would be the only thing to indicate how good he was making you feel in this moment.

San doesn’t hesitate to put a finger in. He knows the game. Penetration + focusing on the clit was the key to making a girl cum from head. His fingers move in a wave-like motion inside your pussy, which is soaking. His entire hand is quite literally covered in your juice. He takes it out for a second just to taste you. He slaps your ass before putting his fingers back in you.

“This is my pussy.” He sounds like he’s underwater. I mean, technically speaking, he kinda was.

“It’s your pussy, San.” He loves that you said his real name, and not baby in this moment. It made him feel so fucking official. Like he really owned you.

He eats and eats and eats, to the point where you know that you’re about to leak all over his sculpted nose. You know that’s what he wants though. You’re whimpering at this point, and he’s looking right at you the minute you open your eyes to really see the magic he’s working on your clit. You can’t help it - you begin to hump his fingers and face just like you fantasized.

There it is. The build up. San knows it too because his fingers start curling faster and his licks are slow, but filled with pressure. His tongue is swirling on your clit so perfectly it’s making you dizzy.

“Mhm.” He all he can manage. He can barely breathe but he doesn’t care.

“San—fuck!” Your body shakes at the intense orgasm you’re having right now, but he doesn’t stop. You’re pushing his head away, but he doesn’t stop. It isn’t until your shaking calms down that he finally lifts his head — a cocky look in his eye. He licks every inch of cum from your pussy, kissing you immediately after.

“You think he could eat you like that? Huh? Sexy ass.” He kisses you again. “No one will ever make you do that but me. You’re mine.”

“Where did you learn that at?” You can barely breathe, but you manage to get the sentence out.

→ authors note: happy holidays. hehehehehe 🤭🎄. i have been writing a lot of smut, but I promise my next work of art will be very fluffy! i’m not even filthy fr. i do this for y’all. 👀

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