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glossgojo · 9 months

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seven days a week (but not really)

zb1 hyungs (01 and older) x fem!reader smut | ~1k each

jiwoong, zhang hao, hanbin only bc this took me a while (i got carried away with hanbin’s)

with your boyfriend debuting, he’s been busier than usual but he makes time for you as much as he can, or your bf is busy but not busy enough to stop loving you

18+ MDNI CW: AFAB reader, eating out, fingering, p in v sex, no protection (wrap it up!!), riding, creampie, size kink, reader is shorter, choking in hanbin’s, reader wears a skirt in hao and hanbin’s, manhandling, use of pet names (pretty girl, baby, love, etc), slightly mean dom jiwoong, pussy drunk and kinda mean dom hao, rough sex with dom hanbin, oh also everyone got big …..

jiwoong

your boyfriend comes home from one of his schedules late as always. you’d made dinner for him, reheated it twice and eventually gave up on waiting, falling asleep in the living room with some reality show droning in the background. jiwoong finds you in your shared apartment looking peacefully asleep, he would’ve thought the sight was adorable if not for how his shirt swallowed your frame and rode up your plush thighs in your slumber. your pink underwear peaked out from the hem and jiwoong reminded himself that you’d visited him at music bank just yesterday, both of you disappearing right after his performance and coming back disheveled, but he was already getting worked up. he groaned as you stirred and his shirt rode up revealing your tummy, he wanted nothing more than to press kisses to it trailing them up your body until-

no he had to let you rest, he’d eat the dinner you made and then carry you to bed, you deserved some rest after waiting up for him. jiwoong dutifully changed his clothes into his sleepwear, just a pair of boxers, and then ate the food you made. although he’d been quiet you woke up from the sound of the microwave beeping, you grumbled as you opened your eyes to see your boyfriend sitting at the dinner table. lazily, you made your way over to him, jiwoong pushing back in his chair as you wordlessly sat on his lap. you sat sideways, graciously allowing him to reach his plate still. he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head as you squinted and adjusted to the dim light of the kitchen. “my pretty girl’s cooking is the best.” jiwoong must have been hungrier than he realized because he was finishing the meal in record time. now he could give you all his attention.

“hmm you like it?” you rested your head against the hard plane of his chest, you’d only realized then that he was shirtless.

“so good baby, sorry i made you wait.” he pressed another kiss to your head, breathing in your strawberry shampoo and the smell that was just so deliciously you.

“it’s okay, i don’t mind, makes me feel like a housewife.” you giggled at your own words, not thinking too deeply before saying them but god did they affect jiwoong. images of you with his kids running around all day flashed in front of his eyes and he sighed out in agony, he was really trying to compose himself, but you made it so hard. you felt him harden underneath you, making a small noise of confusion as you sat up in his lap. jiwoong winced at the movement, you weren’t helping in the slightest. you were looking at him, he could feel your pretty wide eyes staring at him expectantly.

“you need rest.” he said sighing as he finally met your gaze, forever a brat you shook your head no and you noticed his lips twitch as if he was holding back a laugh.

“i need you.” jiwoong was patient, his members said he was so mature and calm but not when it came to you, his resolve crumbled just from a look. he pulled you up with him as he got off the chair, your legs going around his hips as he sat down on the sofa where you’d slept.

“show me.” he leaned back, eyeing you up and down on his lap and you flushed at his gaze, you knew what he wanted and your fingers shook as they dipped underneath the edge of his shirt and pulled your underwear down and then off your legs. jiwoong watched your every move like a predator, even if he was letting you use him he was still the one in control and the thought alone made your blood rush south. he crossed his arms, intent on just watching and you pouted as you pulled his hard length free from his boxers. it was red and throbbing in your hand, always so thick and heavy in your hold and you gulped down as you leaned up on your knees to fit him in. the only time he did move was so he could lift his shirt up and see your pretty little cunt swallow his length. you breathed out slowly, your cheeks puffing out and you scrunched your nose in concentration as you slowly lowered down. “relax doll, you’re clenching me so hard i won’t last long.” you nodded as you finally bottomed out, letting yourself adjust and easing up your grip as you did so. you put your hands on jiwoong’s broad shoulders as you began to rise up and down and take his length as well as you could. it never felt as good as when he fucked you, he knew just how to make you come again and again and the feeling of building pleasure was never like how he made you feel. you needed him, not his stupid perfect dick. and jiwoong could tell, from how pouty your lips had gotten and how you didn’t bounce with as much fervor as when he touched you. he was just waiting for you to admit it. “jiwoongggg” you whined out his name, lighting hitting his chest and he huffed out a laugh, gripping your waist before he pounded up into you. you moaned at the feeling, he was relentless bouncing you on his length so hard and fast you were squirming in his hold. your slick combined with his was coating your thighs and no doubt his balls, you whined his name insisting that you were close and he held you close as he angled himself to fuck you deeper, hitting the spot that made your toes curl and your eyes roll back in your head. you cried out his name as your orgasm hit you like a truck, your legs shaking as jiwoong continued to use your cunt. he came soon after, the way you clenched around him making him see stars as he filled you up. “my pretty little cunt, always so perfect for me.” he murmured into your shoulder, his hot come leaking out of you making you whine and jiwoong laughed at your actions promising you he’d fill you up properly tomorrow.

zhang hao

his pretty baby, he’d do anything to run to you right now but instead he was stuck in a meeting at the company. just one more hour and he’d be free. the trouble was you had sent a picture of your outfit this morning and all hao could see when he closed his eyes, when his mind drifted or when he didn’t try his damn best to focus on something else was your bare thighs in a mini skirt and knee high socks. the small glimpse of skin was enough to drive him crazy. it had been days since he last saw you in person so it was safe to say he was feeling desperate to be near you. the manager droned on about the upcoming week’s schedule, yes it was important but it wasn’t anything he didn’t already know. all he could think about was being between your legs, heat traveling south and he sighed out in relief that he chose to wear an oversized shirt today. hanbin looked over at him suspiciously, noticing his pink ears and glazed eyes, god hao was so obvious sometimes it was a wonder the company hadn’t found out about you.

“alright that’s it.” finally after what felt like years the meeting had come to end and zhang hao didn’t even try to hide how quickly left the room, saying he needed to call his family privately. of course the members knew what really was happening since they’d greeted his parents on the phone just this morning but they withheld their remarks as they watched their hyung hightail it out of the room. he made it to your place pretty quickly, he’d made sure you were close to the company, just like their dorm, when you moved to a new place and of course one pout from your boyfriend was enough to convince you to move closer.

he’d shot you a text before the meeting, and you’d been waiting for him at your place. you usually worked from home and always made time for him when he popped by during his busy days. sure enough when you heard the front door open you quickly closed your work computer and practically skipped to the door to greet your boyfriend. hao grinned at you as he looked you up and down, watching you outstretch your arms to him, your crop top rode up and another sliver of your skin drove him crazy. yeah the real thing was much more maddening then that picture, hao decided. he embraced you pressing kisses to every inch of skin he could reach as you burrowed your face into his shoulder. he loved how much shorter you were than him, loved being able to cover you completely and especially the way he could feel your smile press into his skin.

“missed you so much today baby. you look so pretty,” you whispered a thanks to his skin, flushing as you met his adoring gaze.

“i missed you too hao, always do.” you kissed him, losing yourself in his soft lips and how he deepened the kiss so naturally, drawing your sweet breath as a gasp as he teasingly bit your lip. he pulled back after he was satisfied in getting you riled up, your small hands now scrunching his shirt material. hao watched as a string of saliva connected his lips to yours and it didn’t do anything to help his growing problem. your flushed cheeks and swollen lips made him dizzy.

“baby can i eat you out?” you flinched in shock and looked away from his gaze, feeling hot already and hao’s innocent seeming eyes were burning you up. you nodded shyly and he grinned like he hadn’t just asked something obscene, kissing you again and lifting you over his shoulder in a swift motion. hao laid you down carefully on your bed, making sure you were comfortable on the bed, prop your head up on a couple pillows like you liked so you could watch him, or at least struggle to watch him.

he laid down on the bed the plush of your thighs bulging out the top of your socks, his fingers tracing the skin and his cock throbbing in his pants just from how you shivered at the feather light touch. hao huffed out a laugh as he lightly shifted your skirt up, being pleasantly surprised at the lack of underwear. “sweetheart, were you waiting for me to find you like this?”

“n-no hao, it’s just comfier.” you weren’t very convincing you were sure, you had sent that picture to him with one objective and one only.

“hmm, is that right? even when you’re practically dripping?” he pried your legs open wider, watching the light catch on your slick cunt. you whined, covering your face with your hands and he laughed before pressing a kiss to the inside of your thigh. he continued teasing you like that making you whine as his strong arms kept you spread open for him. your heady scent and sweet noises were making him lose control slowly and so finally he let you win, pressing a prompt kiss to your clit and earning a hiss.

“so sweet,” he hummed mostly to himself as he pressed another kiss to your slick hole and you squirmed. the sweetness leaving him the next second as he pulled by the hips closer to his face, looping one leg over his shoulder as he licked a stripe down to your leaking hole. you followed his silent instruction your shaky leg moving to his shoulder as he dipped his tongue into you and drank you up. you cried out his name, already feeling on the edge of an orgasm. his sharp nose ground against your clit as he pulled more ichor from you and swallowed it down in one go, withdrawing when you felt close and moving to suck your clit as his pretty fingers circled your hole. without warning he dipped two fingers into you and you arched your back as he masterfully found the fleshy spot that made you shake. in seconds you were coming undone from his fingers, your wetness would no doubt stain your white skirt if not for zhang hao making sure to clean you up. you whined as he overstimulated you but he didn’t see like he would stop any time soon, you begged for him to stop.

“h-hao s’too much.”

“taste too good baby, just one more come on.” and with such pretty words hao was able to pull not one but two more orgasms from you. every time he made to clean you up, insisting that you were the sweetest taste in the world.

hanbin

you’d been at the dorm with hanbin, getting there before the other members came back from a schedule without him. he’d done a solo shoot for a magazine and you couldn’t keep your hands or desperate eyes off of him when you saw him all dolled up. now you were whining for him to hurry up with his shower, pawing at the bathroom door like a puppy. hanbin laughed at your desperation, he’d only left you for a few minutes and you were already whining for him. he was no better really but the makeup on his skin had began to bug him and although he liked staining your lips with his, he’d rather not see the reaction on his member’s faces at what you’d been doing. they’d be back pretty soon, he was doing his damn best to keep things tame between you two. when he heard his name leave your lips in a soft whine, his resolve shattered.

“baby the door’s been open, come join me.” you had no intention to join him in showering, instead just opening the door and propping yourself up on the sink counter. you could see his frame through the frosted shower screen, it did nothing to hide how unbelievably perfect your boyfriend was. you could make out his tattoos, his dripping wet hair, his strong arms and muscular build and worse of all his annoyingly pretty cock. despite the warmth rising to your cheeks and quickly moving south, you kept staring.

“i’m started to get creeped out baby.” hanbin ducked his head out, a smirk on his face at how unabashedly you’d been admiring him. you just pouted.

“not my fault you’re so hot.” he laughed before finishing up his shower, turning the water off and reaching for a towel. you made yourself useful, bringing it to him and motioning for him to lean down so you could towel his hair dry. he had to lean down quite a bit due to your height difference and now all he could see was your bare legs under your skirt, god you made it so difficult for him to be a good hyung. you dried his hair gently, not any bit as rough or careless as hanbin usually was and when you felt satisfied you handed him the towel and tilted his chin up, combing your fingers through it and styling it as you pleaded. hanbin watched your lips pout in concentration and your eyelashes bat as you worked under his scrutiny. he found you so adorable and more and more irresistible the closer he got to you. “there, my handsome binnie.” you loved his natural bare face and hair and hanbin’s eyes glazed over at the compliment and the way you said his nickname. standing up tall, he couldn’t help himself as he wrapped the towel around his waist and brought his hands up to cup your face and bring your lips to his. you gasped into the kiss, spreading your soft warm hands on his still damp broad chest, standing on your tiptoes to deepen the kiss and hanbin sighed contently into your lips. you were always so sweet and so soft and warm under his touch. anything he gave you you’d react so well he couldn’t help but tease you. you swung your arms around his neck pulling his hard chest against you and hanbin was still very aware that the only thing keeping him decent was a wryly bound towel. despite that he couldn’t help but mold your lips to his, sucking and biting at the plush of them as he grew hard against your stomach. he pulled back, finding the common sense to end this early but your pretty lips followed him pressing kisses to his bare face, neck and collarbones.

“my girl is so needy huh? the boys will be back soon.” he warned, cupping your face and swiping your warmed cheek with his thumb. you nuzzled into his hand playing with the drying hair at his nape.

“please binnie? i’ll be good.” you were begging, eyes glazed over and wide and watery from how badly you wanted him. hanbin would hold you to that promise. he didn’t waste any time then, he wasn’t sure how much there was left anyways and he needed to capitalize on that. lifting you up by the back of your thighs he placed you on the sink counter, making you finally his head level and you gasped as he practically tore your underwear off under your skirt. you grasped his shoulders as he pulled you towards the edge of the counter. he pressed two of his long fingers against your lips, and ever pliant you opened up and sucked them down to the knuckle swirling your tongue over them until hanbin was satisfied. although you’d never admit it you were sure you were already dripping onto the cool counter. he watched you with a smile the type that took over his entire face, if anyone saw him they’d think he was looking at a cute animal and not the love of his life prepping his fingers to finger them. with a pop he pulled his fingers from your plush lips and snuck them under your skirt, brushing your clit before collecting all your slick and diving into you. he was met with resistance, you clenching on his thick fingers as you whined out his name. “shhh baby, don’t want anyone to hear us do you?” you shook your head, opting to burrow your face into his neck instead to silence your moans. “so wet, so tight, so perfect for me, my good girl.” you clenched on him harder, his fingers grazing the fleshy spot inside and making it impossible for you to keep quiet. “look at me baby,” if there was one thing that drove hanbin crazy it was seeing your fucked out expression when he plunged into you. you did your best to maintain eye contact, your pretty face bobbing from the pace he set with his fingers before he pulled them and licked them clean, humming at how sweet you were, eyes still on you and a sob caught in your throat. you were so so close, he was making your blood boil, your legs shake, and your mind cloud over. all you wanted was hanbin, the room smelled like his shampoo and was filled with the sounds of your embarrassingly wet cunt getting fucked by his fingers. you watched him step back, hanging his towel instead in the drying rack as he lined up his hard cock at your entrance, he watched your expression as he collected your arousal, coating his own dick with it and sliding in. hanbin gave you time to adjust, the tip of his stupid long cock bullying your cervix and you breathed out slowly with a nod to get him to move. he was a man on a mission, you both had to come quickly and look fairly normal when you left the bathroom. as if sensing the worst possible time to come home, hanbin heard the front door open and he clasped a hand over your mouth as he pulled out and plunged back in. you whined against his hand, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your boyfriend filled you up.

“stay quiet.” he whispered into you ear and caged your neck with the hand that had been on your mouth. you bucked with his thrusts, the sheer force he was fucking you with making you knock things down as you got shoved up the surface. he hissed at the sound, it wasn’t like it was pin drop silence in the bathroom anyways, the sound of your wet cunt swallowing him and the slap of his balls against your ass filled the room. the apartment was too quiet, he turned the sink on behind you with his free hand, the sound of rushing water disguising the obscene clapping of skin against wet skin. he felt close, you were still clenching around him, his hand on your neck applying pressure as he felt you leak down onto the counter. when he finally plunged into you, coming inside he choked you to keep you quiet as he flicked your clit and made you come along with him. you squirmed in his hold, clenching and milking him for everything he had, feeling dizzy from the pressure on your neck and the mind-numbing orgasm he brought you to. hanbin pulled out slowly, looking down and seeing his come slip out of you onto the counter and he pouted at the sight, shoving it back in you and putting your underwear on swiftly so it would stay there. he couldn’t have his pretty baby have his come spilling down their thighs, it was bad enough you looked ruined. “binnie-“

“hanbin hyung you home?” you heard gunwook yell out from the living room, the sound of the tv being on made him breathe out in relief. at least with the members distracted he had some chance of sneaking you out.

“yeah just showering up!” he yelled back, tucking your hair behind your ear as you looked up at him, standing on shaky legs. you closed your eyes from his touch, it felt so soft and gentle on your skin compared to moments prior when he used like a fuck toy, he was so hot and cold. you loved him more for it.

“you think you can walk?”

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cheolism · 3 months

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chasing sleep

✿ sung hanbin x reader ❀ summary: you are so tired but are unable to sleep. your adoring boyfriend, sung hanbin, takes it upon himself to help you out. ✿ wc is approx. 3k ❀ genre: smut, established relationship ✿ warnings: minors do not interact. pet names (princess, angel, baby, etc); oral (fem receiving), fingering & handjobs. ❀ rating: 18+ ✿ tagging @seokgyuu

you couldn't sleep.

you should have been able to. you were exhausted from having gotten up early and being on the move all day, dealing with coworkers and bosses and staring at screens. you weren't hungry either, tummy full from the meal you and hanbin had shared.

the room was cool but you were warm beneath the covers, the natural heat of hanbin's body warming you. he was on his side of the bed, his tattooed arm up from underneath the covers and curled around his bed. you watched him sleep for a while, his natural blush coloring his cheeks and dark lashes fluttering.

it wasn't like you were too energetic, wasn't like you weren't comfortable. you felt tired and felt at home.

but you just couldn't fall asleep.

sighing, you flipped onto your side and stared at the wall. you kicked your feet softly from beneath the covers. you fluffed out the blanket, retucking it around your shoulder.

eventually you reached out and grabbed your phone off of the bedside table. your phone proudly boasted it being midnight, the screen bright and piercing against the dark of the room.

you shifted onto your tummy, placing your phone on the bed. one of your feet rested against a calf. your toes poked out from underneath the blanket.

for a while you browsed on your phone, switching between apps constantly.

then an arm was sliding along your back, fingers slipping underneath your shirt to rest at your hip. hanbin was warm and gentle as he slid against you, lining his body against yours. his leg naturally hooked over yours, chin resting on your shoulder.

"princess,"' he cooed. his voice was slightly hoarse from sleep. hanbin hummed slightly, shifting against you again. "what are you doing?"

"can't sleep," you returned. you turned your head to look over your shoulder at hanbin, nose brushing his. his black hair was flat against his head, bangs nearly obscuring his eyes. hanbin gave you a sleepy grin, though he raised his dark brows at you at your reply. "sorry. i didn't mean to wake you up. i can go to the couch so i won't be bothering you."

hanbin whined. "nooo, baby." he pressed his nose against your cheek. hanbin ran his hand up along your hip, nails slightly scratching your skin. "no leaving the bed. 's so warm 'n comfy."

you grinned back at him, turning your phone off and reaching to toss it back onto the bedside table. you turned to face hanbin, tucking your arm underneath your head. "i really didn't mean to wake you up."

"princess," he chided, voice soft and gruff still. hanbin smiled at you, eyes crinkling. "you're fine. if you can't sleep i want you to wake me up."

"well," you said, "i definitely won't be doing that."

he sighed, shifting closer. hanbin tossed his leg back over you. he reached out with one hand, sliding his fingertips along your cheek and tucking some of your stray hair back behind your ear. "i want to be someone you can rely on, angel."

"i do," you protested. "i rely and trust you so much. but you deserve to have a good night's sleep even if i don't, you know."

hanbin huffed again. "wanna do everything with you," he said. his breath was warm against your face. "my whole life is yours, princess. when you're asleep or awake, when you're at work or you can't sleep. i'm yours, baby."

you were dumbstruck. being hanbin's princess meant you were on the receiving end of his sincere words more often than not, but that didn't make it easier to hear them. his sincerity was completely genuine, his heart pure and devout. sometimes you couldn't believe it; couldn't believe you were on the receiving end of such pure love and adoration. his words touched your heart and warmed it, made you shine from his love, but at the same time you just couldn't help but be astounded by it.

astounded by how easily he gave his love, how freely.

"okay, okay," you mumbled, looking down at his pink mouth. he was wearing a tank top and it hung from his body loosely, and when you flicked your eyes down you could see his tattoo across his collar and his collar bones. "let's try and sleep now."

hanbin hummed, eyes sliding shut. "okay. try and sleep, princess. i love you."

you murmured it back, closing your eyes. hanbin burrowed next to you, face turned down towards the mattress. you aren't sure how long you tried to sleep, but before you knew it your eyes were sliding back open once more.

you still couldn't sleep.

slowly, as to not disturb the leg hanbin had thrown over you, you turned back over to face the wall. you contemplated grabbing your phone again.

but then, just like before, an arm was moving over your body and hanbin was pressing against you. he spooned up against your back, his chest pressed against you. the entire front of him was against you, knees tucked behind your legs and arm over your body.

"princess," he scolded gently. "i know you're not going to grab your phone again."

"i can't sleep," you whined, pouting into the dark. hanbin pressed his face against your hair. "just gonna grab my phone and go to the couch."

"nooo," he said, voice breaking slightly. "let me hold you and see if that helps."

sighing, you relented. hanbin settled, pressing a kiss to the back of your head. his body was warm, the heat of it sinking underneath your own skin and bringing out a small sweat. you weren't uncomfortable, though.

his arm was a comfortable weight across your body, his hand gently splayed over your stomach. you were so fucking relaxed in his arms, safe and loved.

but you couldn't sleep.

hanbin sighed against your head when you began shifting again, his hand gently moving over your skin again. slowly his long fingers dipped to the waistband of your pants. you went completely still, breath catching in your throat.

his fingers went to your underwear band. "this okay, princess?"

you nodded, biting down on your lip in anticipation. hanbin hummed, thumb tapping against your skin. "come on, angel. answer me."

"yes."

and so hanbin pushed his hand further into your pants. he didn't slip his hand underneath your underwear, and instead his skimmed over your mound and dragged along your cunt through your panties, his touch sending a tingling sensation through your cunt.

every single part of your body was focused on hanbin's hand and how it moved against you. his long fingers smoothed along your pussy through the panties, drawing warmth and wetness from it.

hanbin repeatedly rubbed his fingertips along your clit and cunt. your pussy pulsed, juices soaking your panties. he wasn't hurried, stroking your pussy languidly, gently.

you grew antsy, however. you pressed back against him, feeling his dick against your ass, and reached down and wrapped your hand around his wrist. "binnie . . ."

hanbin chuckled into your neck. his lips skimmed against your skin, and when he spoke you could feel the shape of his words. "okay, princess. 's okay, baby. binnie's got you."

and so he pulled at your panties, pushing them aside and moving his fingers to your wet pussy. his breath shuttered against your skin as he comprehended how soaked you really were from him just stroking you through your panties.

"your little pussy's so wet," he mumbled, voice deep in your ear.

hanbin shifted, gently pushing you so you were flat back against the bed. he tossed the blanket back, baring your bodies to the cool of the room.

he pulled at your pants, and once they were pulled down around one of your ankles he brought your leg over his shoulder. hanbin's hand returned to your panties, smoothing and dragging along your pussy. he rubbed his fingers against your cunt, harsh and pulling, making your toes curl and breath shake.

"binnie --"

"i got you, angel," he said. hanbin tugged down your panties, and you shifted a leg to allow him to pull them off. once your entire bottom half was bare to the room you couldn't help but shiver. your cunt was so hot and the room was cool, and your pussy juices were wet and they cooled immediately against you once you spread your legs.

"cutie," hanbin murmured. his hands went to your pussy and then he was spreading your lips. you shivered, legs tightening around him. hanbin ducked down his head and pressed a flat kiss to your cunt.

you couldn't help but flinch with surprise, a little squeal escaping your lips. "hanbin!"

he laughed at you, eyes crinkling at the corners while warmth shone from them. it was odd, you thought, how he could look so sweet and filled with affection while between your legs with his mouth against your cunt.

"you're so fucking cute," hanbin mumbled again, moving his face down to your pussy. your heart fluttered at his curse, and you couldn't help but curl your toes in anticipation.

your cunt clenched, ready. hanbin exhaled a chuckle, and then his mouth was pressed against your hole.

despite knowing that him being between your legs with his face pressed to your cunt meant he was going to be eating you out, you couldn't help the little surprised noise that escaped you as his tongue pressed against your ring of muscle. he didn't press in, tongue just laving gently against your hole and adding to the mess of wetness.

he didn't leave you completely wanting, however. hanbin's hand went to your clit and two of his fingers framed it. he didn't press against your clit directly, letting the sides of his fingers rub against it as he stimulated the area around it, making your middle tingle with electric lust and mouth fall open in a breathless gasp.

hanbin continued at your cunt, tongue licking at your hole and sucking at it, his fingers gently massaging at your cunt, sending sparks up your body that sunk into your brain and turned it to mush.

eventually you were able to moan out his name, your hand reaching down for his hair. you tangled your fingers in his silk black blocks, tugging.

you could feel his exhale against your pussy. your fingers scratched against his scalp, and he just pressed his face to your cunt, unable to do anything due to the sensation.

hanbin lifted his hand from your cunt. his entire lower face was soaked in your juices and his spit, glistening with your wet. his sweet pink lips were red from use. and he looked delighted. hanbin smiled as soon as his eyes met yours, his free hand smoothing over your skin.

"gotta keep your hands out of my hair if you want me to finish this," hanbin said cheekily, teeth flashing.

you let out a shuttering breath, nodding. "sorry. sorry, binnie."

he chuckled, turning his face and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. "it's okay, princess. you're doing so good. you're being a good girl, angel."

then hanbin was back to your pussy. his fingers slipped from your clit, trailing down to your hole to replace his mouth. he gently sunk a finger into your hole, the glide smooth. his hands were big, fingers long, and his finger sunk into you so deliciously. hanbin kept his mouth busy, moving to your clit and laving his tongue over it.

hanbin, who worked hard at everything he did, found your core instantly. he grazed his finger along your core, and when you jumped, a high keening whine escaping your mouth, he laughed again.

he withdrew his finger, dragging it against your walls. your cunt clenched down around his digit, trying keep him from withdrawing completely. meanwhile his tongue kept at your clit, gently laving at it, languidly licking as if it were a sweet treat.

hanbin didn't leave you hanging, and soon he was pressing two of his fingers into your pussy. the stretch burned slightly, but it was the sort of ache that had you wanting to fuck down and wanting to moan more.

hanbin began fucking his fingers into you, striking your core. the electricity spread through you, and when he began sucking at your clit your entire body felt like it was alight.

he continued his ministrations through your orgasm, tongue at your clit and fingers in your cunt. your mind traveled, a haze clouding it and making you seem as if you were floating.

when you returned to consciousness hanbin was gently kissing your thighs, his fingers still in your pussy. he darted his eyes up to you after every kiss, and once he realized you were looking back at him he gave you a blinding grin.

"there's my princess," he hummed, leaning his head on your thigh, cheek smooshing. "how you doing, lovely? tired yet?"

you laughed breathlessly, leaning your head back onto the pillow.

hanbin grinned against your skin, and then he was traveling up your body. his mouth skimmed along your skin; over your stomach and over the hills of your tits, stopping to lazily suckle at your nipple. eventually he found his way to your face, and then his mouth was pressing messily against yours.

it was wet. that was the first thing you noticed. you could taste yourself, could taste the juices off of his lips. the slightly bitter taste of your pussy was offset by the sweetness of his kiss, the way his mouth gently moved back and forth over yours; sweet, as if he hadn't just spent however long with his face in your pussy.

his tongue slipped into your cunt, licking into it. he sucked at your lower lip; nipped at it; soothed it with his tongue.

and then his fingers were slipping back down your body and to your pussy. your body tightened.

hanbin hummed. "how are you doing, princess? this okay?"

you nodded. hanbin gave a questioning him, and you murmured an affirmative yes.

his fingers went to your pussy. it was still drenched from your spit and juices, and it was far too easy for him to find your slippery clit. he rubbed at it somewhat harshly, but you welcomed it. it was easy for another orgasm to build up, and you grinded down on his fingers relentlessly, wanting that rigid strength hanbin provided with his fingers.

hanbin mouthed at your lips, breath coming heavily from both of your noses. your mouths began colliding in fervent rushes, tongues rolling out to meet one another, soothing over one another.

your breathing was labored; your moans long. between every sloppy press of your mouths hanbin was murmuring to you. "good girl," he said, "so sweet and good. come on princess, come on; give binnie another one."

your second orgasm was gentler than your first. no fireworks. instead it was a wave, and you welcomed it eagerly with hanbin's mouth still working at yours, his fingers unrelenting.

eventually he withdrew entirely from your cunt. he went back down the bed, spreading your thighs to look at his handiwork. you were, of course, still soaked. your juices were slowly beginning to dry, the stickiness making your thighs stick slightly together.

"what a messy girl," hanbin said fondly. he hurriedly bent down to press a kiss to your stomach. "i'll go grab a wet towel to clean you."

"noo," you whined. "don't leave me."

hanbin grinned up at you, eyes sparkling. "come on, princess. you'll be all sticky and grumpy in the morning."

he was countering your protest but you knew hanbin loved; loved how clingy you would get. he loved it when you wanted him close, when you whined and pouted at him for his attention.

you beckoned him back up your body. hanbin sighed dramatically but he had a large smile on his face. he climbed back up and framed your body with his, legs on either side of yours, arms surrounding your torso. hanbin lowered himself so he could press the tip of his nose against yours.

"hm?" he said, voice taking on a cute tone, "is my princess being all clingy?"

you hummed back, grinning and wrinkling your nose. you settled a gentle hand against his chest, pushing him lightly onto his side. and then you were smoothing your hand down his chest, running it over the fabric of his tank top and slipping underneath his waistband.

hanbin tucked his forehead against yours, looking down and watching as your fingers plucked at the hem of his shorts. "you don't gotta do anything," he said.

but you slid your hand the rest of the way. his cock was hard and warm when you touched it. his cockhead was wet from precum, and you pressed down the flat of your thumb along the tip.

hanbin let out a strangled moan. "angel," he said, voice tight.

you brought your hand from his shorts, and, not having many alternatives, you moved it between your thighs. you nestled it into your cunt. the juices stuck to your thighs were dry, but when you pressed your palm to your pussy and dragged it along you the wetness that still remained.

hanbin moaned loudly when you returned your hand to his dick. your cunt juices made the slide easy, and you kept a slightly loose grip around his cock. hanbin's breathing rose in pitch, and he fucked into your hand.

"tight --" he whimpered, dark brows furrowing. "tighten your fist, baby."

you did as he said. you tightened your fist around his cock, thumb pressing. you twisted your hand up as he fucked into your fist.

"come on, binnie," you mumbled. "cum for me, please."

hanbin groaned, teeth biting into his lip. it was only a handful of seconds more before your sensitive boyfriend was cumming into his pants, groan loud in your ears.

you pulled back, watching him. hanbin's cheeks were flushed red, his lips wide open and dark lashes fluttering. he was so beautiful like this, coming down from his high.

his gaze focused on you. he laughed breathlessly as he caught your eyes, pitching forward and dragging you into his arms, trapping your hand in his pants still.

"baby," he giggled, pressing a loud kiss to your cheek. "how on earth are we supposed to sleep now?"

#— jupiter is writing #my writing #sung hanbin #sung hanbin x reader #sung hanbin oneshot #sung hanbin smut #zb1 #zb1 x reader #zb1 oneshot #zb1 smut #zerobaseone #zerobaseone smut #zerobaseone x reader #zerobaseone oneshot

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iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin · 3 months

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bully masterlistִֶָ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

⋆˙⟡ zbully1 smut series! hanbin, jiwoong, hao, matthew, and taerae included. ⋆˙⟡ reader: femme afab // gender neutral (two alternate versions for you to choose from) ⋆˙⟡ summary: five bullies. six days. it's gonna be a hell of a week, babe. stay hydrated. ⋆˙⟡ warnings: explicit smut. 18+. minors do not interact. is a bit dark in spaces, as it's about zb1 bullying you and leads to smut. so you've been (generally) warned. specific chapter warnings will be provided on each post.

dividers are all by saradika and mdni banner below is by cafekitsune !!

— MONDAY, Kim Jiwoong 🎭

posted: 1/22/24

it's monday, the first day of the school week. you're excited for your advanced drama class, but not too keen on the person you're always forced to run into there. suave, charismatic, repulsively arrogant: kim jiwoong lives to make your life just a bit harder.

and lucky you: today he's your scene partner.

— TUESDAY, Zhang Hao 🎻

posted: 1/27/24

happy tuesday, you know what that means: two straight hours of wind ensemble. and it's made even more enjoyable by first chair, zhang hao, chewing you out for every mistake you make. he's been quiet today though. it's making your skin crawl.

can you manage to get out unscathed?

— WEDNESDAY, Seok Matthew 💪

posted: 2/5/24

it's hump day... *ahem*. unfortunately you're being forced to play contact sports under the leadership of team captain matthew seok. no matter how many times he's made a fool of you in front of your whole gym class, it never gets old for him.

oh shit. uh, (y/n)? you might wanna duck...

— THURSDAY, Sung Hanbin 📝

posted: 2/16/24

thursday. good news: the week is almost over. bad news: you're stuck in poetry class with sung hanbin as your desk partner. it's weird. sometimes you play off each other so well, you're nearly blindsided by his sudden flipping of the switch.

if only you could steal a glimpse at his journal.

— FRIDAY, Kim Taerae 🎤

posted: 3/2/24

it's the end of the most bizarre week of your life. last year, you would've been overjoyed to spend time in select choir with your friend kim taerae. but that all went down the drain after hanbin recruited him into his group of incessant jerks...

and he's desperate to officially be one of the guys.

— SATURDAY, Reclamation 😈

posted: 3/21/24

nearly every student is gathered for your university's big soccer match against your rival school. you're hoping to steer clear of the boys you've had such strange (and steamy) encounters with this week. i think you can guess by now that fate is not on your side.

or is it?

— THE ENDINGS, You Choose How It Ends 💕

posted: 3/21/24

choose from jiwoong, hao, matthew, hanbin, taerae, group (quasi-poly), and group (revenge)

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i2sunric · 7 months

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hiii could I request aftercare w/ zb1!!!

AFTERCARE W/ ZB1 & their love languages after sex 🩷

wc: idk lmao

reader: afab!

warnings: no explicit smut, kinda soft, aftercare with zerobaseone

A/N: sorry for having took a break i just didn’t feel very good <//3 i hope this suits you good anon 🫶

JIWOONG, words of affirmation, acts of service — a cozy autumn late evening, rain was pouring outside softly hitting the window and placing small patterns and drops on its surface. in the room the only sound echoing was the one of the storm outside - of course - and the sound of your pretty moans as you reached your orgasm at the same time as jiwoong. both panting hardly, jiwoong pulled outside from inside of you and threw himself beside of you, whispering small “good girl” and “you were so good princess”. all you could do was hum softly in response, too tired to form any sentence with sense. jiwoong noticed it and turned himself to face you, taking the blanket with his long arm and throwing it on the top of your figures; a feeling of being warm took over your body. he placed small kisses on your shoulder, wrapping his arm around your body, smiling softly, some strings of his black hair tickling your skin “let’s take some rest now, yeah?” he said, giving you another peck “good night y/n, i love you” and you both fell asleep side by side,feeling the strong love you had for each other.

HANBIN, acts of service, words of affirmation — he places his head on your chest, sweaty hair sticking to both of your skins, he’s whispering soft compliments to you as you both are a panting mess, he raises his head and you melt, seeing his wide smile, eyes almost turning into two small moons “let’s get ourselves cleaned up, shall we?” he says, getting up and taking two towels from the bathroom and coming them, a cheeky smile still plastered on his face. he carefully lifts you, opening your legs and cleaning your mess, drying the cum-dirty blanket “up.” he orders and you follow, he throws the clothes he had removed from you on the dirty pale ones’ and takes clean ones, handing them to you but you’re quick to shake your head. hanbin shows his smile again and scoffs “my angel wants me to take care of her?” you follow his orders again as he helps you get dressed. once you’re done you watch him from the edge of the bed as he puts a comfortable fit on and turns around to face you “since you’ve been so good” he praises “i guess you deserve some hot chocolate and a long cuddle session”

HAO acts of service — hao isn’t one of big words, as the introvert he is, and neither physical touch is his strong point, he’d rather show his aftercare with helping you and making you rest as much as possible. after finishing you’d be spread on the bed, lying on your back as you stare to the ceiling, still kinda shaken. hao quietly gets up from the bed and leaves the room, you pout, despite knowing he loves you, you thought he was going to leave you there alone. it was all until he showed up again, in a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt, staring at you lovingly and flashing a soft smile “tired?” he questions and you nod, trying to sit up but your back was sore. hao rushes over you and nags “no, don’t move” he places a soft pillow behind your head “i opened the bath’s water, it will be soon ready” he informs and you suddenly feel guilty for having had such filthy thoughts “thank you” you say and he smiles again, a wider one “anytime y/n.” he pats your head “you know i love you”

MATTHEW, acts of service, words of affirmation, physical touch — as much as you love having sex with matthew, you love the care he gives you afterwards. he’s the first one to gain his senses back and gently lays you down on the bed, giving you small kisses and hugging you. he keeps whispering “i love you”s as he covers you with the blankets. matthew goes to his wardrobe and takes a hoodie, the hoodie you always borrow him, claiming that ‘it is so comfortable’ and he remembers, giving it to you “come on baby, put it on and get comfortable”. he gets dressed and comes into the bedroom with bags of chips and chocolate, your favourite brands by the way. you wide your eyes “matthew we’re going to dirty the bed” but he only shrugs, reassuring that it wasn’t a big deal, that he’d clean everything later. he lays beside you and turns on the tv, you two watch some random serie tvs until your eyes feel too heavy to stay open and you fall asleep in his arms.

TAERAE, quality time — as much as he hates to admit it, taerae is the one who needs aftercare the most between the two of you, so you’re in charge of everything, though you don’t mind because he’s cute. taerae is laying on the top of you, his arms wrapped around your waist and his head resting on your bare chest “baby we need to clean ourselves” you say, earning a complaining hum from him, you chuckle “taerae, please?” you ask but he shakes his head “no, i want to cuddle you” his voice deep and raspy. and so you don’t do much, just stay there together as you embrace him and he places small kisses on your arm, having small talks until you hear light snores coming from him.

RICKY, receiving gifts, words of affirmations — you’re in your expensive hotel suit during a work trip with your boyfriend ricky, you two just shared a heated make out session in the jacuzzi and had fucked on the deckchair. you were tired, sleepy and most of all out of energy, even keeping your eyes open was a struggle. ricky notices and chuckles “i’m sorry love, was i too rough?” he questions, you were laying on the top of him, still on the deckchair as he was stroking softly your hair. you shake your head in reassurance. ricky moves you on his laps and gets up, you wrap your arms around his neck and he carries you to the bed. you both had bathrobes on, his slightly wet hair tickled your arm skin. you were staring at him and ricky flashes you a smile, saying his usual tease “like what you see?” and you, like a fool in love, always find yourself nodding at his silly question. he gently places you to sit on the bed and takes your underwear from the suitcase, handing them to you “put it on princess.” he orders and so you do, he gives you your pyjama and you put that on as well. he signs you to lie down and you do, ricky lays beside you and wraps his arm around your shoulder, you rest your head on his chest, hugging him “aren’t you going to change?” you question “yes, i’ll wait for you to fall asleep and i’ll take a shower” he says, knowing you were too sleepy to wait for him to cuddle as always before sleeping. you nod and slowly feel yourself falling asleep as he whispers “tomorrow i’ll buy you a golden necklace so it feels like my hands around your neck” and he kisses your head

GYUVIN, physical touch — gosh, cuddling with gyuvin after having sex is never-ending. gyuvin won’t let go even if you say your arms went numb, he just scoots a little but continues to have his hand wrapped around you and his head resting over your shoulder “i love you” he says, hiding his face into your neck “i know you love me even if you don’t choke me with cuddles” you say jokingly, patting his head. you wouldn’t do much as well as taerae, just cuddling for hours and hours until he finally gets up because he felt hungry.

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carmesi-butterfly · 4 months

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threesomes with zerobaseone

i wanted to do taerae too but i didn't know with who in zb1 should i pair him with :( pls tell me and i will do a post apart for him!!

legal line. word count 1.3k. warnings degrading. not proofread.

zhang hao + reader + hanbin

when hanbin told you about this thing he wanted to try in bed you accepted immediately, being in the same bed doing nasty stuff with your boyfriend and his hot best friend? an opportunity like this wouldn't happen again, and of course, you took it with no doubt.

at first, the situation was a bit strange, it turned out that zhang hao who is a nice guy (with a mix of sass too) enjoyed profusely being a mean dom, denigrating you by mentioning how desperate you seemed to be fucked by him, or if you wanted him that much you should do the work yourself, curiously he never insulted you with names as slut or whore, his words were enough to make you feel like one. with hanbin, it was completely different, this man worshipped you in every way he could to the point of venerating the ground where you stood, in bed it didn't change, always talking about how pretty, sexy, cute, and beautiful you looked while dicking you in the hardest but careful way possible.

this led to a situation where you, getting double penetration by them being your boyfriend on the back and his friend on your front, was having a confusing combination of sweet nothings with degrading words, “are two dicks enough for you?” zhang hao would ask while looking at you with a lustful gaze, “you're doing so good babe, taking both of us so well” added hanbin, his head buried in the crop of your neck with his eyes closed, being completely immersed in the act as if sinking his dick deep into your cunt could get him into a trance.

they did everything together and all the attention was directed to you, if hao was eating you hanbin would be kissing you while showering you in praises, caressing your whole body like you were some goddess he had to pray. if hanbin was fucking you, zhang hao would be lying on your side whispering nasty things to you, even saying things about his desperate friend, calling him a pussydrunk. it was the perfect balance.

jiwoong + reader + matthew

your relationship with matthew could be described as friends with benefits, even if he doesn't like that term and prefers to call it a “situationship”, the point is that you two fuck pretty regularly but he haves a few insecurities and doubts about what he can do for you to enjoy more, luckily for him! jiwoong usually helps him with all these doubts, as someone older, more experienced and incredibly hot he had more than one advice to give. but i guess that it was easier for him to do a visual demonstration, because there you are, being fucked by jiwoong while matthew admired everything with an amazed look.

“you have to do it like this, see?” said smoothly, his dick roaming into your cunt while his fingers stimulated your clitoris, your legs were positioned over his shoulders giving him more access to your insides.

“y-yes, jiwoong hyung” gasped, his eyes enchanted with the panorama in front of him, poor matthew was so worked up by just watching, his eyes didn't know where to look, there were so many options like your feet that in way of responding to all the pleasure were twitching, both yours and the other man’s body slamming together, your chest moving with every thrust and at the end, your face expressing all the emotions and sensations you were feeling throughout your whole body.

“do it yourself then” with this the tall man stopped his peace, switching places with his “apprentice” who now was penetrating your pussy and playing with that sensitive button, trying to do it as his hyung told him. jiwoong finds all this act somehow exciting, not only because of the situation of his friend recurring to him for guidance but also because having the opportunity of watching a full beauty like you being railed and having the opportunity of doing it himself was more than thrilling. now that he was lying at your side completely free he searched for a new activity to entertain himself in this show, “you should play with her chest if she likes it” advised, now twitching and pulling your nipples softly, more moans and groans were added to the already big amount of sounds that were leaving your mouth, proving jiwoong that you enjoyed it.

matthew was so invested in making you cum by doing everything his friend showed him that you ended up trying a lot of new positions (two times, because jiwoong had to do it first to do the visual demonstration of course!), finding new sensitive spots you didn't knew you had and having more orgasms than you thought was possible.

ricky + reader + gyuvin

you didn't intend this to happen, the three of you were just playing a little and being a bit handsy, it probably wasn't the best idea but it felt so nice and the ending turned out better.

getting fucked by gyuvin, your boobs bouncing with every thrust, and your legs placed on his shoulders so he could have more control over you and penetrate you better, harder, and touch all of those delicious points that made you see stars. on the other side, ricky was taking good care of you, making out until you ran out of air and manhandling your clit and nipples.

they probably wouldn't accept it if you ask them later, but there was an obvious competition between them about who would make you enjoy more, cum faster, moan louder, or even if one of them could make you squirt. if ricky kissed you, the moment he stopped to get some air gyuvin would take advantage of your lips being free to start a more heated kissing session, demonstrating he can do it better; you were sucking gyuvin’s dick? in his turn ricky is going to choke you with his, abusing your mouth until he comes into your throat; when fingering you both will try to exploit their abilities to make you cum fast, ricky knows how to touch you, and his delicate hands explore all your sensitive areas, exploiting your clitoris and making you crazy without introducing any of his fingers inside of you, it felt amazing, but let's not discredit gyuvin! he has such slender and big fingers you just desired them to be inside of you and when the moment came it was majestic, his fingers hitting that sweet point over and over again it wasn't any difficult for you to have your orgasm in a short time.

the conclusion is that this is gonna happen again and even if they have amazing and equal sexual skills, the competition is repeating itself too, it's not like you have any problem with it.

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seokmattchuus · 4 months

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Accidentally sending a picture to ZB1 - Fake Texts

A/n: Happy New Year! I hope you guys enjoy this 🩵🖤 Also, I will be trying to set up a posting schedule for the other stuff I have so keep an eye out for that <3

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seokgyuu · 4 months

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your boyfriend has been telling you he wants to bring someone else into the bedroom for a while. the thought only started to sound good when a certain boyfriend's best friend posts gym pictures on insta.

pairing: sung hanbin x fem!reader x seok matthew

genre: established relationship (hanbin x fem!reader) , smut MDNI!

smut warnings: cuckold, thigh riding, blowjobs, penetrative sex, dirty talk, usage of the words "princess", "baby", unprotected sex, creampie

wordcount: 4.4k

a/n: happy happy birthday @cheolism!!!!! see, i told you i would whip something up!! you probably didn't believe me, did you? ha! got you there. anyway. happiest birthday, my dear! i hope you enjoy this little piece of filth i made in your honour. one turns 22 only once you know!! in german we say: Schnappszahl! i love you loads, babes, have a wonderful day <3 (ps. it's been your birthday in germany for one hour already so theoretically i am not posting early!!)

“When did Matthew start working out like this?”

You’re laying on your stomach on Hanbin’s bed, biting down on your thumbnail.

“Like… a month ago? He’s been going to the gym forever, but only recently going every day.”

You nod. Yeah, he definitely looks like he hits the gym every day. Gosh, you still remember him as a small (he’s still relatively small), lanky pre-teen with braces and glasses that were too big for his face. None of that is left. Glasses are ditched unless he’s at home playing video games for no one to see. Braces have been gone a long time, leaving him with two rows of perfectly straight white teeth. And last but not least the lankiness has turned into buffness you couldn’t stop staring at on your phone.

“Why do you ask?” Hanbin now rolls over with his chair, eyebrows raised as he looks at your phone screen. You’re not quick enough to move, leading Hanbin to snicker as he places his legs on top of his bed, arms crossed.

“I can explain,” you say now, sitting up, but your boyfriend just grins at you.

“Can you now, princess?” He tilts his head and you bite your lip, suddenly forgetting all the explanations you could possibly come up with. You know your boyfriend - he isn’t the jealous type. If anything… he is the opposite. How many nights had he whispered into your ear that he would love to watch you get fucked by someone else, how he got hard just imagining you on someone else’s cock. All you had done when he said that was turn bright red and let him fuck you senseless after - with his own cock, not anyone else’s.

And now, here you are. Looking at pictures of his best friend (really? out of everyone it had to be Hanbin’s best fucking friend?!) with Hanbin’s eyes sparkling mischievously. It’s obvious what he’s thinking. You clear your throat.

“I don’t- I don’t think you want him to get involved, do you?” You ask carefully and Hanbin leans forward now, smiling.

“Why not? Because he’s been my best friend for years?” He wants to know. When you nod, Hanbin climbs onto the bed, catching you off guard when he wraps his arms around you and brings his lips to your forehead, kissing it softly before looking down at you with yet another one of his beautiful smiles.

“I don’t think there is anyone I’d rather see you getting fucked by, my love.” He says it in such a soft and innocent tone, you can’t help but laugh, burying your head in his chest.

“You’re horrible,” you mumble and Hanbin laughs, bringing one of his hands to the back of your head, patting it lovingly.

“I love you, you know that right? And if you’re really interested in Matt… I am sure I could arrange something.”

The thing is: you say no. Because why would you want to sleep with someone else when you have your perfect boyfriend right there? Your perfect boyfriend that has always cared more about your pleasure than his? That has made you cum more times than you can count? That perfect boyfriend that has never once let you down.

You’re in the cafeteria with your bottle of water and a tray full of food but you can’t eat. Your leg is bouncing up and down and your eyes are focused on one of the trash cans at the far end of the room. Not because they are particularly interesting, but because Matthew sat down just a few tables further from you in nothing but a flimsy muscle shirt and ripped jeans and you really, really can’t look at him. So, the trash can it is.

“Did you see a ghost?” Hao is suddenly next to you, making you flinch and almost knock over the bottle of water.

“Jesus Christ, Hao, next time whistle or something,” you say, frowning at your friend who just shrugs and instead begins eating his food.

“You didn’t answer my question. Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost? Is the cafeteria poltergeist back?”

“What? No. No, I am fine. Totally fine. No ghosts.” You clear your throat and catch yourself sneaking a glance at Matthew after all, regretting it immediately. Because why is he flexing right then and there, laughing his cute laugh after when Gyuvin throws a napkin at him. This is torture.

“Ah, right. Matthew,” Hao nods and your head swirls around, eyes wide.

“Matthew, what?” You ask even though you already know. God fucking dammit Sung Hanbin!

“Bin told me,” Hao confirms and you roll your eyes with a groan, “even though I was kind of offended you didn’t want me to be the first to join you two in the bedroom, Y/N.”

“If I were to ever let that happen I’d be single and you and Hanbin happily married with seven children in no time,” you mumble and Hao chuckles, shaking his head and pulling a hand through his hair.

“At least you’re aware I’m actually his favorite,” he hums at you and the desire to copy Gyuvin and throw a napkin at your friend is extremely tempting.

“Whatever.” You try to focus back on your food, but your stomach is rumbling and your brain is somewhere totally different, meaning hunger was the last thing on your mind - at least hunger for actual food.

Hao snickers and watches you, a piece of meat landing on his tongue.

“I think you should do it, Y/N. Hanbin has been dreaming of this moment. Honestly, no idea what he finds so appealing about watching his girlfriend getting fucked by another man, but believe me, you’d make him the happiest man on this earth if you were to bring Matthew into your bedroom.”

The words do more than either of you probably thought. They continue to linger in your mind even hours after Hao had said them, you now being in your dorm with your pen stuck between your teeth, eyes unfocused on the words you’ve been trying to read.

Bring Matthew into your bedroom. Have him be a part of your sex life with Hanbin. Make Hanbin the happiest man on this earth.

It’s official: You’d be lying if you said the whole thing didn’t turn you on. Imagining Hanbin sitting on the little armchair in his apartment with his cock in his hands as you sat on Matthews stiff length, his strong arms wrapped around you as he thrusted up into your needy pussy…

The pen falls down and you are back in reality, flinching and shaking your head. This is crazy. You couldn’t possibly… a groan escapes you and you let your head fall on top of your desk, slamming your forehead against it a few times, before sitting back up and leaning against your chair, letting your thoughts roam free. Hanbin had literally asked you about this several times. He wanted to bring someone else into the bedroom and he even said that he wouldn’t mind it being Matthew. So, what was stopping you?

“Fucking hell,” you curse as you pull both hands through your hair and get up, opening the door of your room to walk into the living space, where you are met with none other than Hanbin walking in… Matthew right behind him. You freeze mid step.

“Hi, I called you, but you didn’t pick up, I hope it’s okay I brought Matt over, we were at the gym and the showers are broken and, well, your apartment is closer.”

Yes, you can clearly see where those two have been. They are sweaty, hair slightly wet, muscle shirts clinging onto their chests. The tattoo on Matthew’s biceps pops out deliciously when he raises his arm to wave at you. Your eyes wander to your boyfriend, a knowing glint in his eyes.

“That’s okay,” you croak out, looking back at Matthew and somehow you just cannot stop yourself from checking him out unapologetically. His defined arms, the defined chest, the sweatpants on his strong legs. Your tongue slips out of your mouth and runs over your dried up bottom lip and Matthew can’t help but stare at you, feeling his cheeks heat up at the way you’re looking at him.

He remembers Hanbin’s words and feels his knees go weak.

“She definitely wants you to fuck her, Matt. She just needs a little… nudge.”

Never had he ever thought his best friend’s girlfriend would ever want him to… do that. He swallows down whatever lump has formed in his throat and looks at Hanbin, unsure. Hanbin, who now walks over to you, his hand softly grabbing your chin, moving your head to look at him.

“I think I should hit the shower first, be a good girl and show Matthew the rest of the apartment, hm?” He kisses your lips softly after that, well aware of what his words just caused. Your eyes flicker up to him, wide and unsure and when he winks at you, squeezing your hand as he slowly makes his way to the door leading into the bathroom, you know that all you can do now is follow your gut.

There is a certain kind of silence between Matthew and you once the door shuts behind Hanbin, a silence filled with tension so thick it takes your breath away. You watch as Matthew slowly drops his bag onto the floor, his shoes vacant next to it. His legs carry him over to you and with every step he takes, your heart picks up speed while the heat between your legs begins to feel almost unbearable. His eyes say much more than words ever could and when he comes to a stop, he lets them linger on your lips long enough for you to almost lose your mind.

“So, what’s behind this door?” He asks, nodding in the direction of the bedroom door. The heat is about to make you pass out.

“B-bedroom,” you stutter back. Matthew grins.

“Well, what did Hanbin hyung say? Be a good girl and show me.”

Oh. Oh. A Wave of desire washes over you as you nod, your hand shaking when you push the door open, following Matthew’s hand movement and walking inside, his body right behind yours. He doesn’t close the door behind him, instead he settles on walking through the room, looking around. You try to steady your breathing, failing miserably.

“It’s a nice bedroom,” he says, nodding to himself, “I like the pictures on your wall. Did you take them?”

When you nod, he smiles at you, obviously impressed.

“You’ve got a good eye.”

As much as you appreciate the compliment - you can’t really focus on anything else but the way he looks in the dim light coming through the window. His arms, his slowly heaving chest. Your eyes roam over his body and you feel hot all over, wondering what it would feel like to touch him, to feel his muscles tighten around you.

He notices, of course he does. It’s not hard to miss - the way you eye him up and down, the way your eyes linger a little too long on his chest, his arms. He feels his blood rush down, feels his dick getting hard at the mere idea of you checking him out, wanting him.

“Maybe,” you begin, not sure where the confidence to speak is coming from but you accept it with open arms, “maybe you should change out of your sweaty clothes.”

His eyebrows shoot up for just a second before they settle back down. He can’t stop the smug smile creeping on his lips, not taking his eyes off you when he starts moving.

“Yeah? Hm, I think you might be right.” His voice is deep and dripping in cockyness that has your pussy clenching. To make matters worse, he comes to a stop in front of you and immediately moves his hands to the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head the next second to reveal a perfectly sculpted torso - abs and chest and collarbones that make your fingers itch to touch them.

“Fuck,” you breathe out, stepping closer to him with your hands stretched out, hands that he now grabs with his, pulling you right into him. While he should smell bad, courtesy of working out, he doesn’t. He looks sweaty, he is sweaty, but he smells heavenly. His cologne mixed with his own scent, musky and sweet at the same time, it lingers in your nose, gets your knees weak and Matt has to wrap an arm around your waist to stop you from actually falling to your knees. The smug smile seems to get even more smug. His eyes are on yours and his arm around you seems to squeeze every ounce of self respect you have left right out of you.

“Careful, darling.” His voice is merely a whisper. His breath hits your face and you can’t stop the whimper escaping your lips now even if you tried. That does it for him. He forgets all about his worries and crashes his lips onto yours, free hand now cupping your cheek, meaning both of your hands were free to find their own place to settle on.

First, you let your right hand feel up his biceps, a moan slipping between your lips when he flexes his arm underneath your grip. The other hand is on his chest, nails digging into his warm skin, causing him to hiss. His teeth sink into your bottom lip and you feel like you could come undone on the spot.

Matthew deepens the kiss, tongue now inside your mouth, wet and hot and perfect and you let both arms wrap around his neck now, his strong arm carrying you over to the bed, where he puts you down, his body now on yours, one of his thighs slipping between yours - giving you the friction you so desperately needed. His lips move fast and rough and you feel like your whole body is on fire when you begin to move your core against his thick thigh, embarrassingly already feeling a climax approaching.

“God, you’re so pretty,” his breathy voice against your ear gets you even closer to the edge. You bite down on your lip, arching your back against him and he begins to kiss your neck, kiss it, lick it, bite down on your sensitive skin, one hand now under your shirt, grabbing your braless tits and squeezing them hard.

“Fuck, Matthew-,” you cry out, nails back to digging into his skin, this time his shoulders. Your hips move uncontrollably against his hard thigh, his tongue now wandering down and finally flicking against your nipple after shoving your top up far enough. Everything inside of you is burning by now. Your clothes feel too hot and you sit up for a second to get rid of your shirt, the wild look in Matthew’s eyes as he watches you is intoxicating. You are quick to wrap your arms around him again when your upper body is freed and he is quick to kiss you again, just as rough as before.

In no time you feel your first orgasm rush over you, a series of whimpers and moans landing in his mouth, against his lips, down his throat as he swallows them.

“Yeah, baby, so pretty when you cum for me, fucking hell, I bet you’re so fucking wet.”

The orgasm is mindblowing. It’s hot and feels forbidden even though you know it’s not. You know Hanbin is probably standing under the stream of water having to restrict himself from touching his cock, from getting off to the thought of you and Matthew alone in your bedroom. There is no time for you to come down from your high, not with Matthew parting from you only to shove you further up the bed with your newest obsession in the form of his arms. Your mouth waters and your eyes widen when you see the clear outline of his arousal between his legs and you can’t stop yourself from sitting back up.

“Can I suck you off?” You ask him.

He groans and nods, pulling his sweatpants down, leaving almost nothing to imagination anymore. His gray briefs are tight around his cock, a cock you can’t wait to taste on your lips and feel its weight on your tongue. You get on all fours, looking up at him and seeing his eyebrow twitch, a smile on your lips when you finally reach him, fingers in the waistband of his underwear, dragging it down his legs next, his thick cock springing free and smacking against his stomach, leaving a small stain right there on his skin. Moving forward, you grab his cock and lick over his stomach, the stain gone in no time, Matthew’s eyes wide and his mouth hanging open.

“Fuck.” He breathes out, one hand now on the back of your head, watching you as you begin to pump his cock with one hand, the other helping you keep steady on the mattress. You eye his cock, tongue soon licking his tip clean and Matthew is sure he is about to pass out. His hips buck and you giggle, opening your mouth fully for him to slip inside, easily taking him down your throat, Matthew’s composure about to break. His hand fists your hair, head thrown back as he continues to fuck your mouth. Spit is dripping down onto the bed, spit mixed with his pre and you press your tongue against his shaft, letting him use your throat as much as he likes.

“So, so good for me, baby, taking me so well, fuck.”

His raspy voice has your eyes rolling back and your core starting to throb again. It won’t be long until you need a cock stuffing you full.

“I see you are already acquainted with my princess’ ability to take a cock down her throat no problem.”

Hanbin entered the room with neither of you taking notice. Your heart does a flip, eyes opening and flicking over to your beautiful boyfriend who stands in the door frame, nothing but a towel around his slim body, the tattoo right underneath his neck as well as his v-line on full display for you to drool on Matt’s cock over. Your boyfriend comes closer to you now, Matthew not even taking real notice, too far into his desire. Hanbin stops next to Matthew, smiling to himself as he watches his most beloved girlfriend getting throat fucked by his best friend. The towel does little to hide how much he enjoys the view.

“My perfect girl, I bet you’re so wet, aren’t you?” He pats your cheek softly, eyes warm but sharp. You want to tell him to get behind you, to fuck you as Matthew fucks your mouth, but you know that’s not what he wants.

“Matt, I think it’s time for you to give our little baby here what she needs.” Shit. You moan around Matt’s cock, dizzy from the way Hanbin seems to lose himself in authority in the best way. He’s confident and secure and you don’t think he’s ever been sexier to you. Finally, Matt lets his cock drop from your lips and you wipe over your mouth with the back of your hand, looking from Matt to Hanbin.

“You did so well, baby, ‘am so proud of you.” Hanbin leans forward, kissing your lips and then your cheeks and finally your forehead before looking back at Matthew and giving him the go with a nod.

A few seconds later you’re on your back, Matthew’s cock deep inside you, wrapped in a condom Hanbin had handed him (“The only one cumming inside her is me, sorry bud,” he had said and Matthew had only nodded, too horny to even really care), fucking into you like a madman. Your back was arched and your fingers were wrapped around his biceps that were all nice and hard as he held himself up above you, his hips working at godspeed.

Watching all of this from your desk chair, Hanbin had discarded the towel on the floor, his hand around his leaking cock, watching his best friend fuck his girlfriend just the way she liked it. His eyes are glued to your face, the way it is contoured in nothing but pleasure - your eyes closed shut and your mouth dropped open, the sounds coming out of it more than just music to his ears. You sound like heaven to him - like something no one could ever compare to. He licks over his lips, stroking his cock a little quicker as he lets his eyes roam over the rest of you; your tits as they bounce up and down, your legs crossed around Matthew’s waist. Everything about you is perfect and he can’t believe he got to finally see your pleasure from this point of view.

“G-gonna cum, fuck, sh-shit,” Matthew feels himself tumbling over the edge, his head dipping down to kiss your neck and lick up to your lips, pulling you into a kiss that takes your already harbored breath away. He moves faster, with less control and finally, when he feels you clench around his cock over and over - hot cum shoots out of his exhausted cock and into the condom, for a split second wishing there wasn’t one.

He rides out his orgasm, kissing your lips and cheeks and moving down to your neck, your hands in his hair now, enjoying the way he twitches inside of you. When he rolls off your body, he is still trying to catch his breath, even more sweaty than before. With all of the tension and arousal gone, he now starts to feel blood rush to his cheeks, slowly looking over at you only to see you fondly smiling at him.

“Thanks,” you giggle, letting your fingers brush through his wet bangs. He smiles, showing his rows of white teeth.

“Right back at you,” he says, looking at Hanbin then, who has gotten up. He exchanges glances and nods, knowing that this next part is not for his eyes.

“Guess I’ll finally hit the shower then.” Matthew chuckles, getting off the bed and hurrying to the door that he ends up closing this time.

Hanbin is on top of you a second later, his lips devouring yours, hands on your face, cock pressing against the inside of your thigh. You sigh into his mouth, hands on his nape as you kiss him back, butterflies everywhere, your stomach feeling like you’re flying.

“You did so well, baby, made me so happy, so horny, god, I love you,” he kisses you between every word and you giggle, wrapping your legs around him.

“I love you too, need you, too, please fill me up, Hannie.”

He nods, kissing the corner of your mouth before skillfully turning you around, slipping into your pussy through your legs flat on the mattress. Fuck. You love it when he fucks you like this. His mouth is right by your ear, his cock easily slipping into you, the moan he lets out making your pussy flutter.

“So wet baby, did he fuck you well, hm? Liked his cock in your mouth? Your pussy?” He whispers into your ear, his hips beginning to fuck you into the mattress hard. You cry out, hands gripping the bed sheets.

“Y-Yes! Liked it a lot.”

“Hm, bet you did. Bet you would have loved it if I had fucked you when you had his cock in your mouth, isn’t that right, baby?” His hips are so skilled, know exactly how to move to make you lose your mind, forget all your words. So, all you can do is nod your head yes.

Hanbin chuckles, kissing the back of your neck.

“I am so lucky to have you.”

His speed triples after this. He ruts into you like it’s his life goal to have you coming undone on his cock, to have his seed spill into you and claim you as his. Your cries of pleasure make him go even harder, the sound of his cock slipping in and out of your wet pussy so lewd it has both of your heads spinning. When you feel your second climax approaching, you clench around him, Hanbin biting into your shoulder as he continues his thrusts. Neither of you will hold out any longer and so, when he gives you permission with a sweet kiss and a “cum for me, princess”, you can’t help yourself. Pleasure runs through every inch of your body, pulsating around Hanbin’s cock and taking him over the edge with you.

“Yeah, baby, that’s it, shit,” Hanbin empties inside you, hot cum filling your spent pussy and you cry out his name over and over again, just as he does yours. All through getting down from his high, he showers your back with kisses, hands caressing your sides. When he slips out of you and helps turn you on your back, you feel his release dripping out too and he is quick to stuff it back in with his slim fingers, your pussy clenching as you whimper in overstimulation.

“Bin!” Your hands both move to his wrist, eyes wide and he grins, the wrinkles under his eyes making you all soft inside.

“Sorry, baby. Just making sure what’s yours stays in there.” He kisses the top of your nose and you roll your eyes at him, swatting at his shoulder.

“You’ve got a dirty mouth.”

Your boyfriend just laughs, kissing you lovingly, free hand caressing your cheek.

Someone clearing their throat in the door makes you part again. There stands Matthew, his eyes glued to the both of you with something like uncertainty in his gaze.

“I just- uh, I just wanted to know where, uh, where you kept the towels.”

You can see clearly that he’s been watching you longer than a few seconds. You and Hanbin share a look before you burst out laughing.

“Maybe we should take a shower together. All three of us,” You say, grinning from Hanbin to Matthew. They both are visibly surprised at your proposal, Matthew looking a little unsure when his and Hanbin’s gaze meet.

“Sounds like a wonderful plan to me, sweetheart. I could definitely use another shower after this.” Hanbin grins happily. And Matthew thinks that maybe he could get used to this.

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loverickyys · 3 months

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11:15 pm

"fuck ah- shit-" your voice trembles, mind blank as a bead of sweat flows down your forehead and rests on your collarbone. hanbin only smiles more hips crashing into yours harshly, strong arms holding you into place, tip of his cock brushing your sweet spot again and again. he bends down attaching his lips to your neck, sucking and biting it till the skin turns a shade a purple. you let out a moan the feeling of an orgasm creeping up again. "hanbin no more pls pls-" you whine tired from his ruthless ministrations. he only smiles, speeding up again, nails digging in your hips, pushing your legs on your chest as he overstimulates you for the last time tonight. "come on love, one more, I know you can take it."

#zb1 #zb1 smut #zb1 hard hours #hanbin smut #sung hanbin smut #zerobaseone smut #hanbin x reader

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neosvcr · 7 months

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thinking about hanbin roughing you up a little with for the first time. he's always been so sweet and gentle with you, always treating you like the angel you are. you loved that side of him, you really did. but you wanted to see what happened if you pushed his buttons. so that's exactly what you did. you spend the entire day riling him up, your skirt being that little bit shorter that usual, your shirt showing that little bit more of your cleavage as usual, your touch lingering on him that little bit longer than usual, you teasing him more than usual. and he's losing his mind slowly. even though he's losing his mind, he still tries to treat you as gently as he always have done. that was until you went a bit too far. now you're underneath him, his eyes glistening with lust and adoration as he slides his arm underneath your back, pulling you towards him as he smiles down at you. he strokes your cheek, cooing down at you. "that's my pretty angel.." he smirked before immediately placing and experimental slap on your cheek just to see your reaction. he pushed your skirt up, bunching it up against your waist and settling himself between your thighs. "my pretty fucking whore." he whispers before slapping you once more, smirking when you moan and your pretty eyes glaze over. "you wanted this, didn't you?" he cooed, "you want me to fuck you like the filthy whore you are, yeah?" he wraps his hand around your throat, pressing his bulge against your heat. you whined a bit at his statement, slightly shy from the way his words alone could have you dripping in your pretty panties. "fuck.." you whispered under your breath. he slides your panties to the side, his fingers teasingly brushing over your folds. "you're soaked." he laughed mockingly before pushing two fingers inside your velvety, warm hole, his other hand still wrapped around your neck. he immediately begins scissoring his fingers inside of you, drawing out the filthiest moans from between your plush lips. he would not stop until your a trembling, whiny mess and even then he's not done. soon enough, he's burying his length inside of you and pounding you into the mattress. he holds your hips down, his thrusts getting deeper and harder. "fuckin' take it," he panted out through the prettiest groans you've ever heard. "you've waited for this all day, right? so fuckin' take it. why are you running, baby?" he chuckled from how squirmy and loud and drooly you were getting from him roughing you up, his hair falling in front of his eyes from the power of his strokes. the entire situation is building you up for the most intense orgasm of your life, and of course, he can sense that. "cum for me, princess. you can do it. come on, cream this cock." he says, pressing kisses onto your cheeks as you trembled against him, creaming around his cock. the way you clenched around him pulled out the hottest groans from his throat as you drained him of every single drop of cum. he rolled his hips into you a few more times to ride out your orgasms before pressing the sweetest kisses to your forehead and stroking your hips. best believe, he gives you the sweetest aftercare afterwards.

#zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #hanbin smut #sung hanbin smut

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b1mbodoll · 7 months

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okay so, back on my hanbin stuff because he is so boyf.... I am vv lazy and vv sleepy so I often think about cockwarming, especially about cockwarming hanbin. pls think with me, just sitting on his lap with his cock inside you, all drolly and sleepy resting your head on his shoulder while he works, and he is rubbing circles in your back and whispering praises in your ear that your doing so well for him and taking him so well, being such a good girl :( you fall asleep midway and wake up to him fucking you very lightly, when he notices you're awake he just goes "slept well, doll?" and starts fucking you harder and you just start seeing starts because he hits all your spots so good :'( the hanbin brain rot is real and I am suffering from it severely these past few days.

🪱💤 haha get it? sleepy worm cause I'm sleepy... ill see myself out sorry

pairings: sung hanbin x f! reader

warnings: cockwarming + somnophilia + praise + breeding + creampies + pregnancy ment + daddy kink + spit

💌: my wormie baby im so sorry for the wait but i hope u like this <33 thank u for sending this in i adore u mwah ♥︎

hanbin knows you’re addicted to bein’ stuffed full :( he knows your dumb lil brain cant think of anything other than when he’s gna breed ur lil cunt n he thinks its so cute bc youre so obsessed with him <3 you always take everything he gives you like a good lil girl ‘nd what kind of daddy would he be if he didnt satisfy your needs 🥺 that’s why he decides to fuck you til you pass out n keeps you impaled on his cock even as you sleep, your unconscious body twitching every now and then when his cockhead prods at your cervix.

you wake up to hanbin still buried deep inside your cunt n it makes you whine 🥺 globs of cum making a mess where his dick met your hole. “binnie?” you whisper, mindlessly grinding your hips, trying to pleasure yourself by using your sleeping boyfriend.

you attempt to shake him awake before whispering harshly, “daddy, wake up! please wake up, need to feel you cum in me again, pretty please.”

hanbin stirs at your whiny voice, his heart clenching because of your pitiful tone. “‘s okay pretty baby, ‘m here, daddy’s here. i’ll fill you up again don’t worry, jus’ settle down for me, doll.” he presses a loving kiss to your nape, biting softly when he pulls away.

a content sigh escapes you as your daddy begins to quicken his thrusts, grunting in your ear as attemps to help you reach your orgasm and selfishly chases his own, cock throbbing inside of you.

“always such a good little girl for daddy, love you so much.” hanbin’s voice is laced with affection and it makes your heart melt, feeling butterflies in your tummy as you grow shy. “doin’ so well, ‘m gonna cum, princess. daddy’s gonna knock you up n keep you nice n bred, jus’ how you like it.”

his dick turns you into a dumb drooly mess, spit leaking down your chin as white hot pleasure overcomes you, eyes crossing and your cunt spasming when you cum. the vice grip your cunt has on hanbin’s length draws every drop of semen from him, white ropes spraying deep inside your hole, flooding your womb and making you mewl pathetically.

#♡.signed. sealed. delivered.#♡.the honeypot #♡.sweetheart: 🪱💤#zb1 #zerobaseone #sung hanbin #zb1 x reader #zb1 smut #zerobaseone x reader #zerobaseone smut #sung hanbin x reader #sung hanbin smut #💌.daddy kink #💌.somnophilia #💌.creampies #💌.breeding #💌.pregnancy #💌.spit #💌.praise kink

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grossditz · 7 months

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𓏲 ࣪₊♡𓂃 broken promises 。s.hb

pairings｜sung hanbin x f!reader

wc｜0.7k

warnings ｜ dom!hanbin，sub!reader，dubcon，incest or stepcest，breeding，impregnation，crying，overstimulation，just the tip plot，kissing，cheating，unprotected sex

an｜this is just extremely self indulgent i cant stop thinking abt hanbin rn (hes so attractive im literally insane) ✿__✿

"do you promise?"

you catch the way hanbins breath locks in his throat when your words pierce through the air. you feel him breath in and exhale when his hands start pressing under your pajama top. "baby..." he whines, heavy cock sliding pass your rim.

you whimper nudging him. "if you don't promise i won't let you," you warn "i swear."

your older brother is quiet, calloused hands rubbing circles on your stomach to serve as a distraction. you nudge him again, lip tutting out a little. "please?"

"okay." hanbin says returning to sliding your top up. "i promise." you don't really think he's listening to you anyway. his expression was too hard to read in the darkness of your room, but you don't have to see him to know the glimmer behind in his eyes. he knows you'll listen to whatever he says. this act of conscience isn't fooling anyone. you wouldn't dare stop his ministrations.

your whole body feels like its on fire when he presses his fat tip to your entrance, strong arms holding you down in case you resist. "w—wait! m' scared!" you mumble, pressing your meek hands against your brothers arms as if that will move them. "it feels weird..."

"no no its okay. big brothers gonna take care of you. don't you wanna do it like the adults do? you said that didn't you?" you feel like crying translating his words into your brain. you nod, and suddenly your breath is knocked away by him pulling your hips back, pushing the head of his cock into your little pussy. hanbin lets out a groan that goes straight to your cunt, already gushing around him.

"fuck, baby sis, you feel so fucking good." he hisses as you let out broken pants, thighs trembling and eyes teary. "o—only the tip, hanbin! feel so full—s'weird, ah...!" you gasp when he bottoms out. "n—no no no!"

"you just feel too good baby, take it all like a good girl for me, okay?" he punctuates his words with harsh thrusts, hand slipping over your mouth when you start to cry too loudly.

it hurts, it hurts so badly, and you could tell hanbin had no intentions to stop. pounding you into your bed, the bed you used to share with him as kids, while you tried to pry at his hands. your head feels all like goo the longer he pushes into you. all you know is that his hard dick keeps hitting your womb, making wetness spill out more each time. you don't notice when you start to quiet down, choked sobs turning into breaths of moans, your hips beginning to move on your own. but hanbin does notice it and it only makes him fuck into you harder.

"yeah, love this don't you, baby? love getting ruined by your brothers fat cock? so good you just couldn't resist?" he laughs hearing the pretty little pleas of whimpers fall from your lips. "gonna fill up my little sis's tummy, gonna fuck a baby into you."

"w-wait— no! you can't! what if— what if matt—matthew—" you gasp out, but he doesn't stop. if anything, he fucks into you rougher, his cockhead bruising your cervix. "shh big bro's gonna take care of you and the baby. you don't need him."

"c—cum! i—i'm cumming!" you start to shake when you feel the pit of your stomach tighten, and suddenly you're out of this world, walls convulsing and fluttering around him as he continues to thrust into you. "knew you liked me."

you feel so exhausted and used, your own cum dripping onto the sheets, fingers laced with hanbin's while hes fucking his cum inside you. sticky white ropes of cum painting your cunt white. hanbin runs his thumb over your cheek, pressing a wet kiss there when he starts to steadily move his hips again, pushing his cum back into your leaking hole. your hips buck at the sensation, tears threatening again, "binnie... m' so sensitive.." he chuckles, leaning over you to press more wet kisses up your face.

"you belong to me now."

#zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #boys planet smut #zb1 hard hours #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #sung hanbin smut #hanbin smut

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vyutg · 15 days

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loser!hanbin texts!

content ⊂⊃ loser!hanbin x female reader, reader is rude and mean, fluff i guess

️️ ️️️️️️️️️ ️️—

#loser!hanbin #there was a typo but pls don’t mind #sung hanbin x reader #sung hanbin smut #hanbin smut #hanbin x reader #hanbin imagines #zb1 smut #zb1 imagines #zb1 x reader #zb1 hard hours #kpop hard hours #kpop hard thoughts

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aswaki · 26 days

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april fool's joke [smt x reader x shb]

seok matthew x reader x sung hanbin | 3.1k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“matthew brought a friend to your hookup but jokes on him since you actually liked it”

contains: fem!reader, threesome (mfm - reader centric), jealous sex (one sided - matthew), oral (m and f receiving), tit/nipple play, praise kink, fuck buddy/friends with benefits theme, smut - p in v sex, pet names ("baby", "doll", "good girl")

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… nothing serious.

hanbin wasn’t supposed to be making you laugh. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be slinging his arm around the back of the couch's headrest where you sat. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be drawing circles on your knee, his finger then trailing up your exposed thigh. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be looking at you with bedroom eyes. you weren’t supposed to be looking back at him with bedroom eyes.

how the situation managed to bite matthew back in the ass, he didn’t know. he lost control of the situation the minute he brought hanbin to your hang out hookup but he would not admit he brought this demise unto himself.

matthew threw another shot back to his mouth, letting the liquid burn down his throat. he sat there watching the two of you as the sickening feeling swam around his stomach.

it was the alcohol. that's the lie he told himself. he wasn't the jealous type, especially not over someone who wasn't even his girlfriend.

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… seriously, it was.

it was a new month. what better way to start it than with a party?

the party had still been on high but you sat alone on the couch. most of your friends were gone already. probably giving heads and getting fucked somewhere. you don’t blame them for it. you were there for the same reason too. you were waiting for matthew to approach you but it seems like he was taking a long time to do so. irritation started to grow alongside your sexual need.

having sex was probably your favourite activity and matthew just so happened to be your favourite playmate.

you nodded along to the music and downed some shots as you waited. when matthew finally arrived, you tilted your head in wonder as you looked behind him. he had a taller friend with him. you’ve never seen him before. it was probably inevitable; you and matthew did not share the same friend circle.

they could see the curiosity in your eyes.

“this is hanbin!” matthew moved his friend forward, clapping his shoulder in the process. “i hope you don’t mind, i brought my friend along tonight,” he continued. he had this expression that made you wonder if he was thinking the same thing as you are… or maybe matthew was just always this cheeky?

hanbin bowed slightly to you and extended his hand, “hi,”

the irritation in you got its growth stunted. you were kind of shocked. this was a house party where everyone just fucks and go. no one was this polite. hot and a gentleman? where did matthew and his friends come from?

“no, i don’t mind at all,” you said in a sultry tone. you then gave hanbin a dazzling smile, one that won matthew over before. he knew they were fucked.

you stood up from the couch to receive hanbin’s extended hand. as the two of you shook hands, you liked how his skin felt on yours. you looked at him through your lashes. he gave you a dazzling smile in return.

on the side, matthew watched the two of you silently. he didn’t know what he was feeling right now but he didn’t like it.

“maybe he can join us later, mmm?” matthew nonchalantly joked, cutting in your hand holding as he purposely passed by between you and hanbin. he sat at the couch, looking at the two of you like nothing happened. hanbin huffed at his antics. you could only giggle. you’ve never seen matthew throwing something akin to a tantrum. it was almost cute.

“so, does he know?” you sat down and hanbin followed afterwards. you were talking about your little situation with matthew since he brought it up. the opportunity to fool around with hanbin was something you were eager to experience.

matthew nodded as he picked up the alcohol you had on the table while hanbin replied, “that you’re special friends?”

it made you giggle again. matthew wondered, ‘was hanbin even that funny?’ but he buried this deep inside. hanbin’s his friend.

“yeah, i’m aware.” hanbin elaborated.

the rest of the night went smoothly. it was actually fun and pleasant if matthew could omit the images of you leaning towards hanbin, of how his friend’s hand slipping underneath your dress and caressing your inner thigh.

hanbin wasn’t really there to be your third. it was genuinely a joke, honestly, but he made that comment so calmly it appeared to be serious. he didn’t mind if it became real.

in the darkness of your room after you fucked one time, you revealed to him you’ve always wanted to try a threesome. matthew agreed on wanting to explore new things. he could make it happen for you. he trusted hanbin too. so why was he feeling this way?

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… but it’s becoming like it wasn’t.

it suddenly felt like he was a fool.

you went ahead of him upstairs. when he opened the bedroom you texted you were in, he saw hanbin’s fully clothed form dominating over you. your panties were pushed to the side as his fingers curled inside of you. your pussy becoming acquainted with the difference between matthew and hanbin’s fingers.

matthew could see how your eyes rolled back as his friend pleasured you. your dress was already gone. it was on the floor by your heels. something dark stirred inside matthew as he watched what was before him.

in spite of that, he couldn’t stop his cock from straining against his pants. he couldn’t deny. it was a hot sight in front of him; matthew liked seeing you lose control. it was a bonus you both were attractive people.

the two of you still hadn’t acknowledged him yet. you were lost in one another but you were aware he was there.

hanbin removed his hand from your cunt. your panties snapped back into place but it didn’t take long before hanbin dragged it down. your slick folds glistened for him. he could see your puffy clit inviting him over to lick it so he did. he lowered himself to your cunt. he inhaled your scent before he started licking your clit. your hands went down to grip his hair, desperately just to keep him in place.

“hanbin,” you whined. matthew felt his eye twitch at that… his dick did too. (both twitching for different reasons.)

hanbin then returned his fingers inside of you. your warm walls welcomed him once more. he started to finger you as his tongue flicked your clit before going all out to suck it. your back arched as the sensations washed over you.

“you taste amazing,” he mumbled to your pussy. the coil tightened within you as his fingers dragged in and out of cunt.

oh, he was good. your pretty moans that were only reserved for matthew came out of your mouth.

matthew didn’t want to play a fool.

he removed his shoes and pants before going to one side of the bed. with rare tenderness of exclusive lovers, his hand caressed your head that was hanging close to the edge.

“w- was wondering how long you were going to stand there, matty,” you panted. hanbin looked up from your pussy and chuckled as he saw matthew flushing when you called him by a nickname. the vibrations from his chuckles added to your pleasure which made your hold on his hair tighten.

matthew shrugged off his jacket— he was left in a tank top that was stretched out by his well defined chest. then, he also lowered his underwear. the cock you knew so well sprung out, covering your line of sight. your mouth watered at it. it was hard already. it stood up intimidatingly with its veins so visible.

“open up, baby,” he said from above you. you obediently followed as he traced your jawline. he lowered himself to your mouth but before you took him in, you couldn’t resist giving the underside of his cock a sweet kiss.

that was the end of all sweetness before matthew fucked you in the mouth. you slowly bobbed your head with hollow cheeks to take him in.

“just like that, baby.” matthew hissed in pleasure as your mouth worked him up. from your angle, matthew was upside down. his hair flopped along with his actions. at first, it was steady but then he went harsher.

you gagged at the rapid change of pace, tears springing up your eyes. matthew looked at you while tried to keep his dick in, “such a dirty fucking mouth.”

hanbin faltered for a moment. his fingers exiting your hole. you didn’t like the emptiness. you shook your head at him so he would continue. it was as if you were saying: you were fine. you liked it. so, hanbin took initiative to match the rhythm. he curled his fingers one last time before pumping them in and out of you. his lips sucked hungrily on your throbbing clit.

“such a good girl. you’re doing so well for having us both.” hanbin cooed while his free hand held your thigh to keep it from closing in because of pleasure.

the praises stroked your feelings nicely. it was great to hear. you were incredibly full. you let the two men know you felt through the muffled whimpers and wet sounds leaving your aching mouth and tight pussy. you were already so sensitive. it wasn’t long before you squirted in hanbin’s mouth.

you wanted to apologize but matthew was still pounding your mouth. his hand gripped your jaw in place.

hanbin only licked his lips, assuring you he liked it, “you taste so good, doll.”

hanbin removed his pants, following matthew’s state of undress. (although, he removed his shirt along his hoodie. he wasn’t as big as matthew but he was fit.) he revealed his lengthy cock to you. pre-cum already dripping out. the only thing you could muster to think of was that it was pretty.

the tip of his cock hit your folds as if it was knocking for entrance. “i’m going in, doll, and you’re going to take it all, alright?” he slid inside of you easily. your wetness lubricated you enough.

the feel of his cock deep within you took any coherence you had left away.

“that’s it,” hanbin said softly, it was almost a purr. his voice mixed with matthew's grunts. he rocked his hips as he fucked you. hanbin’s hand ran over the bulge under your belly button. his cockhead so far inside you. you liked the feel of his skin on yours.

you whimpered into matthew’s cock as hanbin thrusted in you. no matter how much you wanted to, you couldn’t even moan out hanbin’s name because matthew was in your mouth. you adjusted to him in your mouth as you gagged far less. the tears that gathered in your eyes had fallen down your face. at this point, you did not care about the drool collecting around your chin and the tears rolling on your cheeks.

you tightened around hanbin. your orgasm came quickly which took you by surprise. feeling euphoric, your vision blurred as you came around his cock. you trembled from the intensity.

hanbin wasn’t far behind you. sweat rolled on his torso. the feeling of your walls clenching around his dick was too much for him. he groaned as your muscles and cum surrounding him pushed him over. he pulled out as he reached his climax. your name left his lips when he painted your stomach white.

but... matthew saw red. he scoffed at both of you. he thought could do better than that so he popped out of your mouth. saliva stringed itself between your swollen lips and his cock. you relaxed your jaw and took a deep breath now that you were given the chance to. you pouted knowing you didn’t finish him off.

as his friend climbed on the bed, hanbin moved to the side. your juices were dried up on his face. while catching his own breath, he saw you pout at matthew at the sudden emptiness of your body. he thought, in this moment, that you two were a match with your attitudes. though, you were somehow subtle.

“you liked being shared, baby?” matthew growled to your ear while his hand teased choking your neck. his sweat dripped down you as he bent to your level. you whimpered his name. your body too sensitive to keep going but he did not relent.

“mmm, not me, though.” matthew straightened his back and slammed his cock inside you. your pussy instantly clenched around him. you didn't even had the strength to reciprocate but you were glad knowing he could get off through this. your longing of being full was satisfied as well.

hanbin sat back on his knees, keenly watching as matthew buried himself inside you. he felt amused seeing matthew taken over by jealousy after you were ‘marked’ by his cum. his friend was always talking about you, how sexy you were and how free and open your arrangement was with one another.

“the center of it all was sex,” matthew had claimed but hanbin might be suspecting that wasn’t the case anymore. still, he was going to have his fun time while he was here right now.

“fuck,”

as matthew thrusted his jealousy out, your tits bounced in your lingerie. hanbin could not tear his gaze away from it. it was enchanting to watch them move. matthew was right about you being so sexy.

hanbin’s finger tickled the edge of your bra, hooking and pulling it down until your nipples peeked out. they were rock hard. hanbin couldn’t let this go to waste, especially knowing this might be the last time he would get to have you. he was going to have a taste of every inch of you.

he pulled your bra even lower, letting your tits temporarily free from its restraints. your boobs filled his hands as he squeezed it. he held onto them as it moved as you were being pounded on. however, your own hand that was feeling up matthew's bicep gripped his upper arm firmly as you could from getting a jolt from your peaks being touched. it was probably the last few energy you could muster.

your nipple slipped between hanbin’s fingers. it was practically begging for attention which hanbin happily gave. he pinched one before he lowered himself to put the other in his mouth.

“binnie,” you gushed. your back arched to push your tit further in his mouth. he really knew how to put his mouth to use. hanbin got a thrill when you whined his name.

“h- how are you still this tight?” matthew grunted, as his hands found your hips. his fingernails dug themselves slightly into your skin. your body was on fire. you knew you were getting overstimulated. still, you were never the one to decline desire.

“o- oh, yes,” you screamed, toes curling. none of you could tell if it was from the nipple sucking or the penetration you were getting.

you writhed as hanbin switched tits. his mouth suckled the other while the one that was coated with saliva got tweaked. his free hand also took the time to explore your body with feather touches. this brought you closer to your orgasm.

meanwhile, the tip of matthew’s cock reached a spot that had you mewling. “there, baby?” he asked if it hit your g-spot. you quickly nodded your head as the familiar coil in your stomach made itself known by tightening again. matthew knew your body so well.

“right there, matty. please, d- don’t stop,” you begged. matthew followed, of course. he was helpless to your charms. you sounded so sweet begging for him.

“i got you, baby.” he thrusted to a rhythm that hit your g-spot more accurately than before. it felt like you were going to erupt soon. so did matthew. he held his climax off so you could cum together.

“‘m going to cum,” you breathed out. matthew's grunts were becoming louder. you closed your eyes and focused on the overwhelming sensations your body’s going through. “oh, g- god. i’m so close.”

“then cum, doll. no one’s stopping you,” hanbin muttered into your boob, wanting you to also reach another orgasm. that was what you deserved.

with one last thrust, matthew buried himself deep inside. his cock throbbing as you clamped around him so tightly. you came around the same time, entering an exhilarated state. his fingers left indentions on your hips as he gripped them while riding out his high. you squirmed but you took it all since it was matthew. it felt good. he felt good.

matthew’s softening cock slipped out of you; you could feel the cum dripping as he did so. hanbin kissed your nipple before removing himself from your tit to see the mixed juices leaking from you. your pussy looked so nice.

he sat back at the bed’s headboard. he watched as his friend and his lover came back down from climaxing. he stroked his skin mindlessly. this night was never what he expected it to be. he discovered something new with his friend.

your entire being felt as thoroughly fucked as your core. your body was turning fuzzy with every second that passed by but you felt wonderful and satisfied. matthew rubbed the spot on your hip that was starting to bloom with a bruise. you liked knowing he did that but he still kissed it as an apology.

matthew then fell back against the pillows, sweat dripping down his face and muscles. you turned your head to his direction to admire the sight of his sleeveless top sticking to his abs and his cock glistening with a mixture of your juices.

matthew couldn’t lie. this was one of the intense experiences he's ever had. the blissful look on your face made it all worth it. he wondered if he was developing something more than being ‘fuck buddies’ with you. he was learning how to share (you, his emotions— shit, he wasn't sure but he was learning).

you knew matthew was jealous the entire time. hanbin did too. it had been fun provoking him. it was why you and hanbin went to the bedroom before he did. hanbin did go upstairs to the bathroom but you roped him in to see how true matthew's invitation was.

this time, you turned your head to hanbin, giving him a smile. you could see why matthew kept him around.

hanbin smiled at you both and suddenly— ‘would hanbin be down to do this again?’ you and matthew thought.

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… but the jokes do write themselves.

a/n: happy april fool's!!!!!!!!!! the jokes do write themselves because the other day i said i'll probably write less but i posted this. thank you to anon for making me churn out this. it's not as filthy as i wanted it to be but we make do since i wanted to get this out as wrote it earlier. it's rushed ahhh i'm not sure what to make of this. it was still a fun thing to write. it's my first threesome fic. i liked the prompt sm!!! i like hanbin a lot too. hehe, anyway, happy new month, everyone. please enjoy this piece. comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated. [also i want to note in time of publishing, i still exclusively write for matthew.]

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monday, kim jiwoong — advanced drama

⋆˙⟡ zbully1 smut series masterlist! hanbin, jiwoong, hao, matthew, and taerae included. game day (group) chapter here. all 7 endings here.

⋆˙⟡ wc: 2.8k ⋆˙⟡ reader: femme afab (listed first, she/her are used a couple times) // gender neutral (alternate version listed second, no pronouns used at all to describe reader— scroll down) ⋆˙⟡ series summary: five bullies. six days. it's gonna be a hell of a week, babe. stay hydrated. ⋆˙⟡ monday summary: it's monday, the first day of the school week. you're excited for your advanced drama class, but not too keen on the person you're always forced to run into there. suave, charismatic, repulsively arrogant: kim jiwoong lives to make your life just a bit harder. and lucky you: today he's your scene partner. ⋆˙⟡ warnings: explicit smut. 18+. minors do not interact. please read specific warnings under the cut! angst. lighttt dub-con. bullying. jiwoong plays romeo, that should be a warning for the faint of heart. the smut is fairly light in general. it's only monday guys, we have to survive six consecutive days so let's pace ourselves, ya know? ⋆˙⟡ bully scale: ★★★☆☆ (3)

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: fingering/heavy petting (reader receiving), dub-con kind of sort of idk better safe than sorry, bullying, degrading sexual names.

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“an exciting day today, as always,” professor lee announces from the center of your chair circle. “we’ll be performing a series of famous two-character scenes in the second half of the class and you’ll have the first half to prepare with your scene partner.”

all of your classmates begin to whisper loudly. several two-character scenes would undoubtedly include some romance. the thought made your head spin with anxiety.

your best friend mina softly kicks your foot with her’s. you turn to look at her, a stunning grin shining back at you.

“i hope i get paired with jiwoong oppa,” she says, giggling quietly.

you scowl. even knowing all the hell that kim jiwoong and his rat bastard friends have caused you this entire year, mina persistently eyes the inconveniently beautiful man with googly eyes through every class.

curious as to how the man himself is reacting to today’s assignment, you steal a glance in his direction: a terrible mistake. jiwoong is leaned back in his chair, one shoe resting on the opposite knee in a cocky, relaxed position. his hair is pushed neatly behind his ears, fashionable brown slacks and a cream-colored sweater tucked into his belt— arms crossed over his chest.

skin perfect and glowing under his black, wire-framed glasses. tongue poking at his cheek in an arrogant smile.

staring right at you.

you immediately look back down at your lap, trying your best to appear unbothered by the bait that jiwoong’s hooked for you.

“i’ll be picking names out of this jar to assign parts at random and, from there, we’ll just jump right in,” professor lee explains as the chatter comes to a halt. “there’s props and minimal costume pieces in the storage closet at your disposal as usual.”

mina bounces her leg happily beside you, fingers crossed behind her chair for good luck. you shake your head sadly. the thing she’s wishing for is the thing you dread most.

“the first scene will be from bonnie and clyde. caroline-sshi will be reading for bonnie,” professor lee calls as he pulls the first slip of paper out of the jar, followed by the second. “and ichan-sshi will read for clyde.”

there’s a chorus of teasing oooooh’s throughout the room, caroline and ichan shyly waving to each other until your professor holds up his hand for silence.

“for our second scene, we have an excerpt from medea,” professor lee says, reaching into the glass jar. “the role of medea will be played by… mina-sshi. and the role of jason will be played by…”

mina’s eyes light up at both the meaty assignment and the anticipation of who her scene partner will be.

“yijin-sshi,” he finishes.

the class giggles at the two sweet girls playing such contentious ex-lovers. mina sighs disappointedly and returns her attention to her shoes.

“our third scene will be from romeo and juliet,” professor lee calls, two slips of paper between his fingers. “reading for romeo, we’ll have… jiwoong-sshi.”

nearly everyone gasps in awe at the casting. how fitting of an actor for such a part! how did jiwoong always manage to get assigned the best roles? who will get to read for juliet?

you dare to steal another glimpse at jiwoong. he’s sitting forward now, legs spread apart with his forearms resting on his thighs— focusing on his hands as he waits. you truly feel sorry for the chump that has to spend the next forty minutes alone with him.

“and the role of juliet will be played by… (y/n)-sshi.”

oh for f*ck’s sake. out of 19 possible partners, of course you’d end up having the terrible luck of being paired with kim jiwoong.

he licks his tongue lightly across his teeth like a predator taunting his prey. you were, for all intents and purposes, fucked.

“while the romantic blocking written in several of these scenes is technically optional,” professor lee says, holding up his hands as if to calm the nervous energy in the room. “it plays an important part in the emotional integrity of the character dynamics. only do what you’re comfortable with, but consider why a stage direction is written and do take it seriously.”

professor lee finishes announcing the rest of the pairings before dismissing you to get to work on your scenes.

“i’m so jealous,” mina whines, stamping her foot cutely as she stands up from her chair. “are you gonna kiss him? if it’s in the scene?”

“KISS HIM!?” you shout, driven by pure shock and disgust. nearly everyone in your class turns to look at you, but you’re too disturbed to care. it was a ridiculous question. there’s no way jiwoong would ever lower himself to kiss you. besides, he’ll be too busy using his mouth to insult you the whole time.

but mina did raise a good question that you hadn’t fully considered yet. just how romantic would the scene you’re assigned be?

“thinking about me?”

the voice comes from behind you, so close in proximity that it makes you jump. you stumble backwards, your back tapping against a solid surface.

looking over your shoulder, you recoil at the sight of kim jiwoong hovering over you, a shaky denial leaving your lips, “i w-wasn’t...”

“explain to me again how you made it into advanced drama with those piss-poor acting skills?” jiwoong huffs, knocking into your shoulder with his as he brushes past you towards the door. when you don’t follow him, he turns around and glares at you expectantly. “did you forget how to walk or something?”

you shake your head silently and run after him out the door. a gap of at least a couple feet forms between you and jiwoong as you struggle to match his determined stride. “um, where are we going?”

“stage. duh,” jiwoong answers plainly, rounding the corner. “if we get there first, we get it all to ourselves and everyone else can fuck off.”

you gulp. you could barely survive jiwoong’s bullying in a crowded room. all alone with jiwoong— no witnesses to keep him at bay… you didn’t like the sound of it.

as you finally reach the side door to the auditorium, jiwoong opens it and lets it swing before you can step inside. it nearly slams into your nose until you catch it with your elbow at the very last second.

“look at you,” jiwoong says with a dark chuckle. “maybe you’re more coordinated than matthew lets on. should we keep testing that theory?”

you inhale deeply, trying your damnedest to not let him get to you yet. you still had thirty-nine long minutes to go. shaking your head in response, you follow him up the stairs and onto the stage. there’s some larger set pieces currently in use in preparation for the winter play; a corner tableau with walls occupies stage right.

jiwoong tosses your script (at your face) and it falls delicately to the ground in front of your feet. “aren’t you gonna pick that up?”

bending down carefully in your short skirt, you pick up your script and flip to the first page of dialogue. your hands are starting to tremble under the pressure of jiwoong’s piercing gaze.

“come here, we can do a cold read first,” he instructs, flipping open his own script. “follow stage directions, but we’ll iron them out later.”

you nod in complacency but stay exactly where you are beside the wall of the corner set— six safe feet away from kim jiwoong.

“seriously?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at you incredulously. “scared i’m gonna bite you?”

your lips part slightly at this remark. you hadn’t been scared of this before, but under the circumstances...

“or maybe you’re scared you’ll bite me,” jiwoong hums smugly. “think you might fall for me during our love scene? that’s almost unbearably pathetic.”

“please just read the script,” you reply quietly, gaze returning to your script. i am unbothered. i am in control of my own destiny, your therapist’s stupid affirmations ring through your head.

jiwoong stares at you for a moment and then, much to your surprise, he obliges.

you take advantage of this, reading through the script carefully and marking the blocking lightly from your fixed position on the stage. as you recite your lines, your ears burn red at what becomes clear to you: the scene is, for lack of a better word, sexy. juliet is a young virgin who is absolutely taken with the charismatic, handsome romeo. he desperately wants to kiss her and then some and juliet wants the same— though she has to feign that she doesn’t because of female fragility or some other bullshit, antiquated principle.

“if i profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss,” jiwoong reads, your heart dropping to your stomach. he makes an agonizingly convincing romeo: charming, witty... gorgeous.

why was this scene beginning to feel kind of... real?

“good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this; for saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,” you read your next line softly, attempting to steady your nerves as your script shakes between your fingers. “and palm to palm is holy palmers’… k—... kiss.”

jiwoong feeds off of your hesitation, a dangerous smirk darkening his features. this scene is evoking a visible reaction out of you and he’s as aware of it as you are. setting his script down on the hardwood stage floor, jiwoong recites perfectly, “have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?”

“stop it,” you say through gritted teeth as he unsubtly eyes you up and down. you don’t care if he’s in character or not— he’s just trying to get under your skin. “stop doing that.”

he steps towards you, the air souring from the magnitude of his arrogance. “i don’t think that’s your line, now is it?”

“don’t come any closer,” you warn again, a little more conviction this time but still not enough to stop his perpetual motion. you try to move, but your feet are frozen to the floor. at least, you assume they are. that’s the reason you’re not moving, right?

it has to be.

jiwoong takes another step and then another, the distance between you diminishing rapidly.

“if you come any closer, i’ll—… i’ll tell professor lee,” you threaten in panic. he’s just a few inches from you now and you can smell his sharp, spiced cologne. “i’ll tell him everything you’ve ever said to me, you absolute... TWAT ROCKET!”

“ooh, i like the creativity. but it’s still not your line,” he whispers, clucking his tongue in disappointment. “shouldn’t you be taking this a little more seriously, (y/n)-sshi? where’s my stick-up-her-ass, goody two-shoes when i need her, hm? do you want us to both fail today’s assignment or something?”

you did not want to fail today’s assignment. jiwoong bullying you through your whole rehearsal wasn’t exactly helping your chances, but there was hardly an available remedy for that. the only way forward was to just try to be the bigger, more professional actor. sighing resignedly, you read your next line: “ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.”

jiwoong somehow comes closer still, hovering over you like you’re a moth he plans to ensnare in his deadly flame. he raises his hand to your cheek and you flinch, expecting some sort of dull impact. you open your eyes when there is none. when your eyes meet his, jiwoong lifts his index finger— brushing it against your bottom lip as you stand there, unblinking in your shock. “o, then, dear saint... let lips do what hands do.”

he tugs your bottom lip down slightly, running the tip of his thumb gently across the soft, wet inside. you’re screaming inside your head, but not a single sound makes its way out of your mouth. jiwoong has called you names, pulled your hair, left red rashes from twisting the skin on your arms for two years now...

but this is easily the meanest thing he’s ever done.

“they pray, grant thou,” he continues his line, thumb trailing from your lips, past your chin and down your neck. you gasp when he stops at the collar of your shirt, not sure if you’re more disturbed by his audacity to do this or his audacity to suddenly stop. you curse the aching feeling that you now realize has been radiating from your heat since you stepped on this stage. how could your body betray you like this?

jiwoong exhales a mean laugh as he searches your eyes and easily finds what you’re so poorly trying to hide. maybe you really didn’t belong in advanced drama after all.

continuing his trail down the center of your chest and over the curve of your stomach, he breathes, “lest faith turn to despair.”

“jiwoongie,” you whisper, eyes locked on his hand just a couple inches from your clothed core. begging for him to stop; begging for him to start— it’s anyone’s guess. “you—... i—...”

“how thick is your skull that i have to keep reminding you to read your fucking line,” he hisses, the harsh insult sounds just like honey to you. his eyes appear almost black, daring you to disobey him.

you want to run away. you need to stay exactly where you are.

“saints—... saints do not move,” you manage to squeak. “though grant for prayers’ sake.”

“then move not,” jiwoong recites, his left hand finding your hip as he presses you up against the set piece behind you, “while my prayer’s effect i take.”

you don’t know how you’re still breathing as jiwoong’s middle and ring fingers find their way under your skirt and between your legs. a whimper escapes you as he finds the sensitive bud, bucking your hips slightly into his hand at the wave of arousal.

“that easy, baby? feel good?” jiwoong asks rhetorically, as if the growing volume of your mewls isn’t enough proof for him. “fuck, i’ve wanted to do this forever.”

“but—...y-you hate me,” you counter, grinding into his fingers again. jiwoong moans softly at your assertiveness, biting his bottom lip as he works you over.

“i don’t know what that has to do with wanting to fuck you,” he replies, attaching his lips to your collarbone as he shoves the damp fabric of your panties to the side. “really wanna fuck you.”

“jiwoongie,” you whine again, script falling from your hand and onto the floor. your arms wrap around his neck for support as your legs start to weaken. “i—… i think you were just supposed to kiss me.”

“huh. is that right?” he asks, grinning at your adorably innocent protest as he takes his hand off your hip and starts to fool with his belt buckle. “well, professor lee always says to lean into the scene. and you looked like you could use some leaning into.”

“i c-can’t believe i’m letting you do this,” you rasp, biting your bottom lip as the top button of jiwoong’s slacks comes undone.

“i can,” he grunts, flipping you around so that your chest is squished against the wall. his gruff hands push up your skirt and knead into your hips and ass as he admires your form. “fucking insufferable little angel. was hoping you’d secretly be a filthy slut. just for me though, right?”

though hearing jiwoong demean you would normally bring tears to your eyes, it’s intoxicating to you in this moment. it’s a scary, complicated feeling and the only truth you know falls from your lips: “i... hate you.”

“mm, whatever you say baby,” he coos mockingly, the sounds of your arousal growing louder and wetter against his fingers. he flips you back over to face him eagerly. “but you want my cock in you, yeah?”

your lips part as you stare at the bulge in his pants, mouth watering slightly. to your surprise and horror, you really do want it. if you let this happen, the consequences you’ll face could be detrimental.

but in this moment, watching a wavy lock of jiwoong’s hair fall across his forehead as his middle finger starts to prod at your entrance: you want him— need him inside you. your brain is clouded; vision lustful and hazy. how much does jiwoong’s past treatment of you really matter?

“(y/n)!” a voice rings out from the house of the auditorium.

“come fucking on,” jiwoong groans in frustration, your eyes wide like a deer in headlights. somehow it hadn’t even crossed your mind that you might get caught in the act. you start to struggle in jiwoong’s grasp, looking everywhere for a quick exit. he throws a hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, shimmying your skirt back back down over your ass with the other.

“jiwoong-sshi! (y/n)-sshi! time to get ready for performances!”

after running a smoothing hand through your hair for you, jiwoong suddenly pushes you out from behind the set piece you’re pressed up against. you stumble nervously onto center stage.

“oh my god, (y/n)!” mina calls excitedly, running over to you. “how did it go!? where’s jiwoong oppa? did he kiss you? was it amazing? does he taste like smoke and cinnamon? are his lips soft like clouds?”

“mina, that’s enough,” you shush awkwardly, knowing full well jiwoong can hear everything she’s saying— undoubtedly smirking like a wild hyena, that bastard. coming out of your spell of lust, you shudder as the reality of what just happened starts to sink in. how could you let an asshole like him put his hands all over you— almost put himself inside of you? the only answer to all of mina’s questions you can manage is a truthful one: “we didn’t kiss.”

“oh,” mina replies with a small smile, probably happy that there’s still hope for her. “that’s too bad.”

“what’s too bad?” jiwoong asks, stepping out on stage next to you. he hands you your script, tucking his own under his arm. you notice his belt is buckled again. “sorry, i was getting our scripts.”

“nothing!” mina answers much too enthusiastically. “everything’s so, so good actually. now that you’re here. i mean, because professor lee sent me here to find you. and i found you! so everything’s great. perfect, even.”

jiwoong chuckles, turning to you: a malicious glint in his eye. he bites his lip, one corner of his mouth upturning in a mocking smile. then, he turns back to mina before sitting down on the edge of the stage and hopping off. “you know, i really wish we could’ve worked together on this one, mona.”

“it’s mina,” you correct, tears prickling the corners of your eyes. yes, you could see very clearly now. this had all been a sick little game to jiwoong. and you’d fallen right into his trap. he knew you would.

“sure, whatever,” he says, dismissing you with a passive wave of his hand. throwing an arm around mina’s shoulder, jiwoong leads your best friend toward the side door of the auditorium that you’d entered through. “but, like i was saying... i think we’d have a lot of chemistry, muna. maybe you’d like to work more on developing that with me... outside of class?”

the door slams behind them, leaving you standing alone in the spotlight of center stage. your underwear is wet and uncomfortable; your heart races as you blink back tears. of course jiwoong would be cruel enough to use your best friend to deal the final blow.

and, though jiwoong had apparently studied this scene before, you hadn’t even memorized any of your lines.

yes, you’d let your guard down. but how were you supposed to know that something like that would happen? though jiwoong and his friends often made disparaging sexual remarks towards you, he wasn’t someone you thought would want to act on them. the biggest fear crosses your mind now: would he tell his stupid fucking friends about how much of a desperate whore you’d been for him just now?

mondays, you think. at least jiwoong would be out of your sight for another week after today. you walk to the steps at the side of the stage, following jiwoong and mina’s exit route.

at least you can hope that tuesday will be better.

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gender neutral version below

EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: heavy petting (reader receiving), dub-con kind of sort of idk better safe than sorry, bullying, degrading sexual names.

*also want to say that reader plays juliet in a RANDOMLY ASSIGNED scene during class. other people in the fic are assigned parts that are a different gender than they are. just wanted to mention this just in case it makes anyone uncomfy!!

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all of your classmates begin to whisper loudly. several two-character scenes would undoubtedly include some romance. the thought made your head spin with anxiety.

your best friend mina softly kicks your foot with her’s. you turn to look at her, a stunning grin shining back at you.

“i hope i get paired with jiwoong oppa,” she says, giggling quietly.

skin perfect and glowing under his black, wire-framed glasses. tongue poking at his cheek in an arrogant smile.

staring right at you.

you immediately look back down at your lap, trying your best to appear unbothered by the bait that jiwoong’s hooked for you.

“i’ll be picking names out of this jar to assign parts completely at random and, from there, we’ll just jump right in,” professor lee explains as the chatter comes to a halt. “there’s props and minimal costume pieces in the storage closet at your disposal as usual.”

mina bounces her leg happily beside you, fingers crossed behind her chair for good luck. you shake your head sadly. the thing she’s wishing for is the thing you dread most.

there’s a chorus of teasing oooooh’s throughout the room, caroline and ichan shyly waving to each other until your professor holds up his hand for silence.

mina’s eyes light up at both the meaty assignment and the anticipation of who her scene partner will be.

“yijin-sshi,” he finishes.

the class giggles at the two sweet girls playing such contentious ex-lovers. mina sighs disappointedly and returns her attention to her shoes.

“our third scene will be from romeo and juliet,” professor lee calls, two slips of paper between his fingers. “reading for romeo, we’ll have… jiwoong-sshi.”

nearly everyone gasps in awe at the casting. how fitting of an actor for such a part! how did jiwoong always manage to get assigned the best roles? who will get to read for juliet?

“and the role of juliet will be played by… (y/n)-sshi.”

oh for f*ck’s sake. out of 19 possible partners, of course you’d end up having the terrible luck of being paired with kim jiwoong.

he licks his tongue lightly across his teeth like a predator taunting his prey. you were, for all intents and purposes, fucked.

professor lee finishes announcing the rest of the pairings before dismissing you to get to work on your scenes.

“i’m so jealous,” mina whines, stamping her foot cutely as she stands up from her chair. “are you gonna kiss him? if it’s in the scene?”

but mina did raise a good question that you hadn’t fully considered yet. just how romantic would the scene you’re assigned be?

“thinking about me?”

the voice comes from behind you, so close in proximity that it makes you jump. you stumble backwards, your back tapping against a solid surface.

looking over your shoulder, you recoil at the sight of kim jiwoong hovering over you, a shaky denial leaving your lips, “i w-wasn’t...”

“stage. duh,” jiwoong answers plainly, rounding the corner. “if we get there first, we get it all to ourselves and everyone else can fuck off.”

you gulp. you could barely survive jiwoong’s bullying in a crowded room. all alone with jiwoong— no witnesses to keep him at bay… you didn’t like the sound of it.

“look at you,” jiwoong says with a dark chuckle. “maybe you’re more coordinated than matthew lets on. should we keep testing that theory?”

jiwoong tosses your script (at your face) and it falls delicately to the ground in front of your feet. “aren’t you gonna pick that up?”

bending down carefully, you pick up your script and flip to the first page of dialogue. your hands are starting to tremble under the pressure of jiwoong’s piercing gaze.

“come here, we can do a cold read first,” he instructs, flipping open his own script. “follow stage directions, but we’ll iron them out later.”

you nod in complacency but stay exactly where you are beside the wall of the corner set— six safe feet away from kim jiwoong.

“seriously?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at you incredulously. “scared i’m gonna bite you?”

your lips part slightly at this remark. you hadn’t been scared of this before, but under the circumstances...

“or maybe you’re scared you’ll bite me,” jiwoong hums smugly. “think you might fall for me during our love scene? that’s almost unbearably pathetic.”

“please just read the script,” you reply quietly, gaze returning to your script. i am unbothered. i am in control of my own destiny, your therapist’s stupid affirmations ring through your head.

jiwoong stares at you for a moment and then, much to your surprise, he obliges.

why was this scene beginning to feel kind of... real?

“stop it,” you say through gritted teeth as he unsubtly eyes you up and down. you don’t care if he’s in character or not— he’s just trying to get under your skin. “stop doing that.”

he steps towards you, the air souring from the magnitude of his arrogance. “i don’t think that’s your line, now is it?”

it has to be.

jiwoong takes another step and then another, the distance between you diminishing rapidly.

“ooh, i like the creativity. but it’s still not your line,” he whispers, clucking his tongue in disappointment. “shouldn’t you be taking this a little more seriously, (y/n)-sshi? do you want us to both fail today’s assignment or something?”

but this is easily the meanest thing he’s ever done.

jiwoong exhales a mean laugh as he searches your eyes and easily finds what you’re so poorly trying to hide. maybe you really didn’t belong in advanced drama after all.

continuing his trail down the center of your chest and over your stomach, he breathes, “lest faith turn to despair.”

“jiwoongie,” you whisper, eyes locked on his hand just a couple inches from your clothed core. begging for him to stop; begging for him to start— it’s anyone’s guess. “you—... i—...”

you want to run away. you need to stay exactly where you are.

“saints—... saints do not move,” you manage to squeak. “though grant for prayers’ sake.”

“then move not,” jiwoong recites, his left hand finding your hip as he presses you up against the set piece behind you, “while my prayer’s effect i take.”

you don’t know how you’re still breathing as jiwoong’s hand finds it’s way between your legs. a whimper escapes you as you buck your hips slightly into his palm at the wave of arousal.

“that easy, baby? feel good?” jiwoong asks rhetorically, as if the growing volume of your mewls isn’t enough proof for him. “fuck, i’ve wanted to do this forever.”

“but—...y-you hate me,” you counter, grinding against his fingers again. jiwoong moans softly at your assertiveness, biting his bottom lip as he works you over.

“i don’t know what that has to do with wanting to fuck you,” he replies, attaching his lips to your collarbone as he starts to tug at your waistband. “really wanna fuck you.”

“huh. is that right?” he asks, grinning at your adorably innocent protest as he brings his left hand to fool with his belt buckle. “well, professor lee always says to lean into the scene. and you looked like you could use some leaning into.”

“i c-can’t believe i’m letting you do this,” you rasp, biting your bottom lip as the top button of jiwoong’s slacks comes undone.

“i can,” he grunts, gruff fingers pulling down his zipper. “fucking insufferable angel. was hoping you’d secretly be filthy like this. just for me though, right?”

“mm, whatever you say baby,” he coos mockingly, the sound of your moaning growing less concealable. “but you want my cock in you, yeah?”

“(y/n)!” a voice rings out from the house of the auditorium.

“jiwoong-sshi! (y/n)-sshi! time to get ready for performances!”

after running a smoothing hand across the top of your head for you, jiwoong suddenly pushes you out from behind the set piece you’re pressed up against. you stumble nervously onto center stage.

“oh,” mina replies with a small smile, probably happy that there’s still hope for her. “that’s too bad.”

and, though jiwoong had apparently studied this scene before, you hadn’t even memorized any of your lines.

mondays, you think. at least jiwoong would be out of your sight for another week after today. you walk to the steps at the side of the stage, following jiwoong and mina’s exit route.

at least you can hope that tuesday will be better.

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