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darlingvernon · 1 year

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day 9: sweater [M] | choi seungcheol.

↳ the one about seungcheol and that damn ugly christmas sweater

◇ choi seungcheol x female reader ◇ smut | established relationship ◇ warnings: explicit sexual content. let me know if i've missed any other warnings! ◇ 781 words

authors note: this is for day 9 of @svthub december prompt challenge: sweater. please let me know what you guys think and please send an ask if you'd like to be tagged for the rest of the challenge. i hope you guys enjoy!

another note: just like mingyu's piece, if everybody enjoys this i may turn it into a full fic. so please make sure you let me know!

Seungcheol barges through the front door of your home, slamming the door shut so hard that the door almost comes off its hinges. Hurriedly, he shuffles out of his shoes and doesn’t bother to put them away, not caring for the way you’ll react when you see them. He promises to make it up to you later once he’s dealt with the reason why his pants became unbearably tight on his walk home from work.

It’s when he’s dropping his coat unceremoniously on the floor that you round the corner and come into his field of his vision, in that goddamn ugly Christmas sweater. The offending material reveals just enough of you to drive him wild, from the loose collar that exposes your neck and the top of your right shoulder, to the hem that exposes the curves of your ass and his favourite lace underwear that you’re wearing.

Spotting the way your brows furrowed in confusion, the words ‘baby, what’s wrong?’ are barely out of your mouth before Seungcheol pounces, cupping your face in his hands and pulling you in for a lascivious kiss. Your arms wrap around his shoulders and his hands find their place on your hips, walking you backwards until your back hits the marble of your kitchen island.

When you pull away to breathe, Seungcheol’s lips continue to kiss the length of your jaw, making their way to that spot behind your ear that makes you keen, and venturing down south to where your neck meets your shoulder. His skilful tongue laps at your smooth skin and when he pairs a hard suck with a roll of his hips to your drenched core, a sinful moan of his name spills from your lips.

Seungcheol almost loses it then, but he didn’t suffer through walking home with a raging boner just to come in his pants, and not in your delicious pussy. This isn’t at all what he had planned for tonight, nor when he sent the text asking you what the ugly Christmas sweater you bought today looked like, and he’s sure that this also wasn’t what you had meant to happen when you sent the innocent image in reply of you wearing it on the bed with no pants on.

Nevertheless, it awakened something carnal in him, which now brings him to this moment.

Impatient, Seungcheol doesn’t bother to take off his shirt, choosing to only shuck his pants and boxer briefs off past his ass and heaves you onto the counter. Placing his large hand on your chest, you let him gently push you down until your spine meets the cold surface of the marble. The sweater saves him effort by bunching up by your hips and he manages to take his favourite pair of your underwear off you with care, sniffing it for your divine scent.

The hunger returns soon after that and his hand finds the back of your knee, pushing your leg up until it meets your wooly clothed chest. His right hand strokes his hardened cock and he groans, holding tight and guiding himself to slide between your drenched folds. Once he’s fully lubricated, he thrusts the head of his cock inside your inviting cunt, and pushes your other leg just like before, folding you like a pretzel.

Seungcheol takes a deep breath to calm himself, savouring the gorgeous view of you in front of him. His gaze travels from your needy, panting face, to your hands desperately searching for something to grab hold onto in purchase. When his gaze lands on your delectable pussy waiting to swallow him whole, he finally snaps, thrusting his cock deep inside your warm, pulsating walls until he’s sheathed to the hilt, his hip meeting the flesh of your bottom as you both swear in delight.

The pace he starts off with is languid while he waits for your cunt to accommodate him, but that all changes as soon as he catches sight of where your bodies meet, seeing the way his cock disappears in and out of you. Without a moment to lose, he fucks you like a man possessed, driving himself into you so hard that you slide easily on the counter.

“Baby, let me take my sweater off,” you beg in a garbled voice, drooling from the corner of your mouth. “I’m gonna slide off the counter if you keep fucking me so hard. Oh my fucking god!”

“No, can do,” Seungcheol snarls, grabbing the hem of your sweater and shoving it in your mouth. “I’m gonna keep fucking you with it on. I bet I can fuck you so hard, I’ll hear your screams through that gag in your mouth.”

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svthub · 1 year

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svthub presents: december prompt challenge

svthub is hosting an open prompt challenge!

the word list is typed out under the cut for those who have trouble reading the graphic!

how does it work?

each word represents a day (example: "snowman" = day 1 = december 1st)

write something! it should be somewhat inspired by that day's word, but you can make any interpretation of the word! be creative!

you can write sfw or nsfw!

you can participate in as many or as few days as you want!

your fic does not have to be posted on the specific day (example: you can post day 1's prompt on day 10), but be sure to state which day it's for.

there is no minimum/maximum word count!

who can participate?

this daily prompt challenge is open to all nsfw writers, not just svthub members!! however, since we are a nsfw network for svt, we are limiting who can participate to authors who write nsfw and write for seventeen.

your fic can be sfw or nsfw, but anyone who participates must be an nsfw writer

you must write about seventeen (you're welcome to use the prompts for other groups! we won't reblog it on the network, but tag us anyway, we'd love to see what you come up with)

this is a writing challenge! so, no gifs/gfx will be reblogged. but again, you're more than welcome to use this list for inspiration, even though we won't reblog :)

how do i join?

when posting, tag your fic with "svthub: prompts" within the first five tags

mention us in your post (tag @svthub) and state which day you're writing for! example: "this is for day 1 of @svthub's december prompt challenge: snowman"

misc. info

here's a list of major holidays/events in december if you'd like to tie them in with a certain day!

dec. 18: first day of hannukah

dec. 21: winter solstice

dec. 24: christmas eve

dec. 25: christmas day

dec. 26: boxing day

dec. 26: first day of kwanzaa

dec. 30: joshua's birthday

dec. 31: new year's eve

this idea was inspired by @caratober's october prompt challenge!

we look forward to seeing what you create!

svthub december prompt challenge 2022

snowman

candy cane

hot cocoa

evergreen

snowflake

gingerbread

fireplace

ice skating

sweater

eggnog

blizzard

carol

peppermint

mistletoe

bow

apple cider

mittens

family

blanket

cold

winter

reindeer

jolly

nutcracker

north pole

candle

wreath

ski

bells

present

champagne

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 1 year

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day 7 - fireplace

pairing: bf!wonwoo x fem!reader

genre: fluff, smut, established relationship!AU

warnings: making out, they're both naked, cockwarming, cuddling

day 7 of @svthub december prompt challenge

Author's note: I had this scenario in my head for too long and now was the perfect chance :)

"I don't wanna move", you mumble against your boyfriend's lips, leg draped over his hip, his hand caressing your thigh.

"Mmm, me neither", Wonwoo mumbles back, "So warm...", he lazily licks your bottom lip, biting it playfully.

The thick, fluffy blanket covering your naked bodies, the warmth of the burning fireplace and the radiating heat of your post-sex afterglow has enveloped you both, the will to move evaporating completely.

"Wanna stay like that forever", Wonwoo wraps his arms around your back, "Forever?", you playfully raise an eyebrow at him, "You'll have to move at some point, Nonu", you giggle and he playfully rolls his eyes.

"Is this an indirect request to start moving in you, sweetheart?", he smirks and you slap his chest, a faint blush creeping on your cheeks and a slight clench of your walls around Wonwoo's cock giving you away.

"Heh, I knew it", he grins and squeezes your thigh with his hand. "You're insufferable, Jeon", you whine and you see a pout form on his lips, his sharp eyes morphing into puppy like ones.

"Babe, I was joking-", he cuts you off by capturing your lips once more, but he's merely moving them gently, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

"I know, babe".

#svthub #svthub: december prompt challenge #wonwoo smut #wonwoo fluff #svt wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #svt smut #svt fluff #seventeen smut #seventeen fluff #seventeen

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onlymingyus · 2 years

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Seeing Red 4: Hoshi's Origin Story

header edited by me (@chogiwapadada) do not remove the watermark and do not repost

pairing; kwon soonyoung (hoshi) x his hand/viewers (ft. lee jihoon (woozi) x reader from past seeing red series parts)

genre; smut (minors dni)

warnings; masturbation on camera, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, misuse of a friend's account and space

word count; 2.2k and some change

request; no

a/n; this is a collab for svthub and the actual final part of the seeing red series. elv and i started talking and decided since i had used hoshi in my fics and she was writing for the little tiger boy why not do this little collab within the collab.

part one | part two | part three | A Tiger's Dominion - @onlyseokmins

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Soonyoung lets himself into the bedroom with a sly smirk on his lips as soon as he watches Jihoon leaves with you on his arm. It was always fascinating to see you in his apartment. You looked far too good to be surrounded by all this shit. Even if it had gotten nicer over time.

Now as Soonyoung sat in the chair that no longer squeaked as you turned, he bit at his bottom lip as he let the computer power up. His eyes looked over the cameras that had been discarded over time in place of nicer ones that you preferred for Jihoon to use. He reached for the latest one setting it on the tripod tilting it slightly as the laptop chimed drawing his attention.

“Okay…shit. Uh…” Soonyoung typed in the svthub website url and then smirked when he wasn’t prompted to log in. “Bitch I told you to always log out.” He followed the steps that Jihoon had taught him to set up a show since he had helped out a couple more times but had never been asked to join since the two of you had become all official.

The shows had become less frequent too and Soonyoung knew that, surely all those needy girls that Jihoon had whipped for him had to be missing him. So honestly he was just doing his friend a favor. Sitting back in the chair Soonyoung clicks his tongue looking at the video preview as he runs his hand through his silver hair before he unbuttons the first two buttons of his shirt and the last one over his jeans letting his shirt splay out over his jeans.

“Here goes nothing.” Hoshi hits go live and bites his lip as he watches the red light illuminate on the camera as the laptop starts chiming signifying people joining the chat. He laughs as he reads over the chats leaning forward slightly with a nod raising his brows. “No Woozi tonight baby. Just me. Hope you aren’t disappointed?”

cutie4woo: I mean I won’t lie I miss him but fuck you are so hot.

“Mmm you are so sweet, baby.” Hoshi laughs as tips start to come in and he watches them count up. He would have to figure out how to collect them. He hadn’t really thought that one through. Furrowing his brows for a second in a thought he purses his lips before looking at the chat again seeing a few people asking if he was okay.

“Course I am, baby. I’m here with you. I was just thinking if you have been good girls since Woozi has been away.” Hoshi laughs as a few people say of course they have. He sees a few people opting to call him daddy, then a few sirs. “You don’t have to call me daddy or sir. I don’t mind it but just call me Hoshi.”

Working his fingers over the last new buttons, Hoshi lets his shirt fall open smirking as more tips flood in. “You all are a bunch of horny little kittens aren’t you?” He can’t help but to laugh as the chat starts to race at the pet name. “What? Do you like that? You want to be my kittens?” Hoshi laughs sucking on his bottom lip as he runs his fingers along his abs and further down over the veins that had gotten so much attention during his last appearance.

“Mmm alright. Fuck, I’m so hard right now. Can you tell?” Hoshi slides in the chair so the camera can showcase his jeans and the very evident bulge pushing against them. The chat filled with yeses and how they’d love to take care of him. “Oh kitten I’d let you. Mmm fuck your cute little mouth, let your spit run all the way down my thighs.”

Lifting his hips Hoshi undoes his jeans before pushing them down to expose his tiger print boxers glancing up to the sound of the chat going off as his cheeks warm slightly. With a laugh he glances down and bites his lip with a shrug. “I like tigers. I think I look good in the print too.” Hoshi laughs again and sits back palming himself over the boxers with a grunt as he jerks slightly to the feeling.

“Mmm, that’s another reason you can be my kittens.” Hoshi shrugs with a smirk and winks as he slips his hand into his boxers before pulling his hard cock from them as pre-cum starts to drip from his tip glistening under the light. “Horanghae baby.” Hoshi laughs as large tips drop to his catchphrase, and well probably his dick.

Lifting his hips he pushes his boxers lower letting them rest on his thighs still in the view of the camera as he begins to slowly stroke his length. His mouth drops open with a low groan that is almost like a growl as he presses his thumb into his slight lightly. “Fuck that feels so good. Yeah I’d love to fuck that sweet little pussy. I’d tear it up. You think you can handle me, kitten?”

sweetaspice: Oh I’d like to try Hoshi. God your cock is perfect.

woolove: Can you handle my claws, pretty boy?

Hoshi laughs and sucks on his bottom lip as he thrusts up into his land as he glances towards his phone as it lights up before leaning to pick it up seeing a message from Jihoon. “Oh kittens thank you. I love claws woolove. You gonna scratch me up while I fuck you hard?” Raising a brow to the text, Hoshi can’t help but to laugh as he reads while his hand still moves over his cock.

Hooni: What the fuck do you think you are doing?

Hosh: Jerking off. 🐯

Hoshi glances to the chat and smiles at the chat seeing responses in favor of him fucking them hard and liking claws. “Oh we are going to get along just fine kittens. Oh fuck you all are going to make me cum. Shit…you see how much I’m leaking?” Hoshi runs his fingers over his head before showing the camera all of his pre-cum before using it to stroke his cock again as another text comes in.

Hooni: I’m going to fucking murder you.

Hosh: I’m doing you a favor. I’ll tell them you said hi. Have a good date baby. Tell Y/N I said I love her and that I miss her already. 🐯

Hooni: Fuck. You.

Hosh: I love you too, Hooni. 🐯

Sitting the phone off to the side Hoshi smirks to the camera and waves the phone off as the chat seems to notice he had been using it. “Just Woozi tell me to tell you all hi. He’s just a very busy man. All that stern big boy business, you know how he is. But let's not talk about him tonight? Is that okay, kittens? You wanna just be with me this time?”

Hoshi bites at his lips at all the chat responses telling him they were happy to just be with him this time and any other time. “Is that so? You wanna see me again?” Hoshi lets out a purring groan that seems to send the chat into a frenzy as they watch him squeeze his cock as he gets close to his climax.

“Oh baby…kitten I am so close. I wish you could clean me up. Lick up all this cum. I hate it’s gonna go to waste. I want your tongue on my cock.” Hoshi gasps into a grunt as his stomach sucks in as he cums, white ropes shooting up over his abs and some dripping over his hand as he continues to move his hand to the point of overstimulation. His toes curling, Hoshi gasps out “oh fuck…” as he slowly comes to a stop and laughs as he opens his eyes and looks at the camera.

Tips overlap each other making him laugh as he shakes his head. “Horny little kittens, you spoil me.” Still laughing at the comments, Hoshi raises a brow and puckers his lips in a kiss as he winks. “I didn’t say I wanted you to stop. This is almost as good as fucking you. God I wish I could.” Hoshi starts to speak again when he hears the door to the apartment open and slam, making him widen his eyes. “But this tiger has to rest. So my little kittens, until next time.”

Soonyoung is just quick enough to end the live as Jihoon pushes the bedroom door open with an annoyed look on his face as he looks at the computer then to Soonyoung with his dick still out. “Put…” He gestures his hand in a wild motion towards Soonyoung’s lap before speaking again, “that away.”

Laughing Soonyoung stands and grabs a tissue wiping cum from his stomach, dick, and hand before pulling his boxers back up. “What? Are you mad? Why did you come home so soon? “ Jihoon moves to pull the chair away from Soonyoung, checking it for cum grabbing a wet wipe carefully, wiping it down with a groan of disgust before looking at his friend with the same annoyed look on his face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Like actually? Who does that? You hijacked my stream.” Soonyoung considers what Jihoon is saying and nods. “Let’s go in order. Number one, I’m sure there are many things wrong with me. The second question was the same as the first. Third, you left it signed in! You haven’t been using it. So yeah I used it. By the way I made some bomb ass tips, I’d like those.”

Jihoon stares at his friend before throwing up his hands after throwing the used wet wipe at Soonyoung. Shaking his head, Jihoon leaves the room with Soonyoung following behind in just his boxers. “Hoon! Dude seriously.” When they reach the living room, Soonyoung stops and feels his cheeks burn as he sees you sitting on the couch with a small smile on your face.

“Hi Soonyoung.” The man laughs and scratches the back of his neck before gesturing towards you and himself. “I should have grabbed pants, but the point still stands. Jihoon, was it really that big of a deal. I need cash dude. I made like over $3000 today. It was a short stream too. Please man.”

You look at Jihoon as he turns to look at Soonyoung in disgust as he sees him in his boxers muttering “what the fuck” before he pinches his brows. “I’ll get you the tips from the stream but you aren’t using my shit anymore. Get your own! I’ll let them know where to find you even but just don’t use my shit. Fuck Soonyoung I would have helped you.”

Soonyoung sighs and sits down on the couch beside of you with a loud sigh making you laugh as he leans back putting his arm on the couch behind you making Jihoon groan. “Oh my god Soonyoung! You are basically naked. Can you not? She is my girlfriend.” You smile and wave Jihoon off as you pat Soonyoung’s thigh only to make a slight face as you pull back you hand to find it sticky.

“Oh, shit. Y/N…I, hang on.” Jihoon stares mouth open as Soonyoung sits up quickly and grabs your hand and a tissue, cleaning some of his cum off your fingers. “Jihoon didn’t really let me get cleaned up. He was all “what the fuck are you doing!” and I was all “ahh”. You laugh again and shake your head as Soonyoung turns your hand over and kisses the back of it. “All clean, well cleaner.”

“I fucking hate you.” Jihoon’s voice carries both of you, making you laugh. “No you don't, baby. Help him or I will make him my sugar baby.” Soonyoung perks up as he watches you stand moving over to Jihoon who stares at you before you lean to kiss him softly even as he stews in his anger. “I’ll be in the bedroom...cleaning. Soonyoung, I’ll get your clothes.”

“Thank you Y/N. You are a goddess.” You wave at them as you leave the room before Jihoon sits down and pinches the bridge of his nose. Soonyoung watches Jihoon before blowing out a loud breath. “So can I have one of your older cameras, and not like the shitty first one? I have a laptop but…”

Jihoon peeks up at Soonyoung and rolls his eyes. “Yes. You need a good username. Have you thought about that? You need something to call your viewers.” Soonyoung perks up and lifts his hand. “Oh shit I have that already, kittens. They fucking loved it.” Jihoon scoffs and leans his head back on the chair and shakes his head.

“But a username, uh something with tiger probably. Oh what if I use the number 69?” The smirk on his face makes Jihoon wrinkles his nose as he watches Soonyoung work through the idea. “Oh shit I have it, what do you think of 0riginalTiger69?” Jihoon shakes his head and scoffs, pushing his tongue into his cheek. “I think it’s fucking stupid but so are you so it fits.”

Soonyoung smirks and sits up straighter on the couch saying the name to himself again before licking his lips and clicking his tongue in his teeth. “Horang-hey Kittens.” Jihoon gags and sits up leaning over his legs. “I’m gonna be sick.” Soonyoung laughs and bites at his bottom lip, “And I’m gonna be fucking good at this shit.”

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sluttyminghao · 9 months

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hiii, I’m a new follower here! I just started posting on my blog abt 2 days ago but I really need some pointer or advice for writing smut or just writing stories in general :) have good day 🫶🏽

hi honey! here's a couple of my main tips and advice:

get your name and blog out there. write fics and reactions, do whatever you want! i found a good way to start a small following was by writing drabbles and fics

use relevant tags! the main ones I use go under the 'seventeen smut' and 'kpop smut' tag, but have a look through blogs and what they tag and see if it can help!

make friends with other smut writers/blogs! 99% of us are super nice and welcoming, so don't be afraid to come and speak to us!

join networks that welcome nsfw content! i think this one is great because not only does it get you connections with other nsfw creators, it also can provide you with a larger area to get your work noticed! (totally not a plug but @svthub is always looking for new creators <3)

honestly this might sound a little weird, but when writing smut i always imagine myself in the situation first, so that it seems more realistic if that makes sense?

don't feel pressured to write if you have no inspo! this has been so important to me and other writers, you don't want to give yourself writers block.

start small and work up to doing big projects! you could even start with 500 word drabbles, using a prompt, and work up to a 5k plot filled fantasy that has readers drooling

don't let people push you around. this is also super important

i hope these help, and good luck! <3

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noahrandom · 1 year

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𝐊-𝐩𝐨𝐩

Masterlist

blu-joons — multiple kpop groups

dreamescapeswriting — bts and skz

flwrboi — multiple kpop groups

jojayke — enhypen and txt

jiyeonnnn — multiple kpop groups

leedosbunnyboy (kinktober) — multiple kpop groups

leedosbunnyboy — multiple kpop groups

stay-midnight — skz

kpophubb — enhypen

jameui — multiple kpop groups

btsxmalereaders — bts, skz, and got7

male-reader-haven — bts and skz

delcakoo — enhypen

hwangyeonjun — multiple kpop groups

ivyuns — enhypen

nonrevblr — svt (december prompt challenge)

svthub — svt (snowventeen)

blue-jisungs — multiple kpop groups

minho-hoho — enhypen

thevampywolf — skz

sweetpieceofnightmarez — enhypen

qqtxt — txt

sungbeam — txt

pettypartypooper — skz (fic recommendations)

Headcannons/Fics

Bloody Birthday

You getting death threats from ‘fans’ — skz!hyung line

Till death do us part

Honey Money — l.jh drabble

Jay with a short gf

Jake with a short gf

Sunghoon with a short gf

Ni-ki with a short gf

Poly relationship with royal!wonki

Jeonghan has a soft spot for s/o

August

iuwon

Business Proposal

Confident

Royalty forbidden love

The Slope Is Treacherous

9:01 — p.sh

Long story short

You belong with me

Deal or no deal?

Only one shall remain

And the universe said, — absolutely addicted to this; waiting for updates

Astronomical fuck-up for one, please

Svt reacting to s/o squirting for the first time

Fixer upper — svt!minghao

Deadly sins — svt!minghao

Happier — svt!minghao

Minghao with lip-piercing

Only you - xu minghao

Y/n’s protection squad

Enhypen s/o privilege

Enhypen reacts to another member interrupting the both of you

Insecurity — skz, male reader

minwon

shut up (and kiss me) — skz!felix

pick me!

take two

idol s/o — skz

jeonghan with foreign idol s/o

Kyoto — skz

Hanaki - skz

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strawberryya · 2 years

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some of the newest sprouts.｡ : *･゜ﾟ･*❀

◆ too pure for hell, but fallen nonetheless ◆ the art of seduction - part one ◆ santa baby ◆ rainy nights ◆ I have this friend

flowerbeds (ノ°∀°)ノ .｡ : *･゜ﾟ･*❀

🌱 tomorrow x together's herb garden

🌱 ateez's sunflower corner

🌱 seventeen's orchard

🌱 stayc's berry-patch

🌱 fromis9's rosebush

dw... I'm constantly planting new seeds that will bloom in these flowerbeds

wildflowers .｡ : *･゜ﾟ･*❀

◆ learn more about me here!

can't find what you're searching for in the garden? plant a seed in my letterbox! both requests and little thoughts are more than welcome ofc.

❀ garden rules ❀ sfw prompt list ❀ nsfw prompt list ❀

requests are currently open until further notice, and thoughts and questions are always encouraged!

◆ networks:

@svthub ❀ @k-vanity ❀ @k-labels ❀ @kwritersworld ❀ @cultofdionysusnet

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darlingvernon · 1 year

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day 7: fireplace [M] | kim mingyu.

↳ the one about mingyu finally living out one of his fantasies

◇ kim mingyu x female reader ◇ smut | established relationship ◇ warnings: dom/sub undertones, bondage, mentions use of kegel balls, mentions of spanking, mentions of eating ass, mentions use of toys, mentions of temperature play, mentions of oral (male receiving), basically this whole fic is a tease dfdshdsjhd, please let me know if i'm missing any warnings! ◇ 1160 words

authors note: this is for day 7 of @svthub december prompt challenge: fireplace. please let me know what you guys think and please send me an ask if you'd like to be tagged for the rest of the challenge. i hope you guys enjoy!

another note: if everyone enjoys this, i may possibly flesh out this tease of a fic in full. so make sure you guys let me know!

“Baby, wake up.”

Slowly stirring, you try to lift your arm to bat away at whatever’s tapping at your cheek but you find yourself a little more sore than you remember. Moving your body proves challenging, especially since your boyfriend is holding you flush against him, regardless of how your whole body shines with sweat.

“Why is it so hot?” you groan, pushing against him to no avail, his muscular arms caging you in.

Mingyu chuckles and licks a stripe from your neck to your ear, biting at the lobe. “We’re still in front of the fireplace, remember?”

This piece of information brings you back to the present and you blink your eyes rapidly to gain your bearings. “What happened?” you ask and drink the bottle of water that Mingyu is offering.

Chuckling once more, he runs his hands up and down your arms to bring the feeling back to them. “You passed out,” he answers smugly.

“What?” you face him in confusion.

“And, that’s not the best part,” he smirks, running his thumb across your bottom lip to smear more of your lipstick.

“What’s the best part?”

“You squirted!” Mingyu beams with pride, loving the fact that he’s the only one that’s ever made you do it.

Stunned, you sit up a little more, as much as you can despite your position, tears welling in your eyes from how happy you are to be able to do this for him. “Really?”

“Yes, baby,” Mingyu replies, kissing you feverishly, “you made such a fucking mess. You were such a good girl for me.”

“I want to see,” you plead. “Uncuff me, please.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Mingyu litters your face with kisses in apology. “I’ve already cleaned up. I didn’t want to slip on it when I fuck you, because we’re not done yet, are we baby?”

Adrenaline courses through your veins and your breathing becomes erratic. “No, not yet,” you shake your head multiple times.

“That’s my good girl,” Mingyu smiles and rewards you with a quick peck on the lips. “I’m sure I can get you to do it again and I promise to show you then. Does that sound okay?”

“Oh my god,” your eyes roll back. “Yes, please. God, yes.”

Mingyu cups your face in his hands, making you look at him. “Now, where were we?” he asks.

Knowing where this is heading and realising what he’s actually asking, you try your best to focus. “You were going to fuck me,” you answer swiftly.

“Was I?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve been good.”

Mingyu nuzzles his nose against yours. “You’ve been so good,” he praises and your wanton moan echoes in the room. “How many times did you come again? Were you counting like I asked you to?”

“Yes,” you nod fervently.

“How many then?” he challenges.

“Five times.”

“Mm, and how did you come those five times?”

Rubbing your legs together in hopes for some sort of friction, you try to remember every detail as much as you can because that’s what Mingyu likes. “One, when you held me against the fireplace,” you moan again, desperate and needy, “and you shoved your hand down my pants, rubbing at my clit relentlessly.”

Mingyu rewards you by putting one of your nipples in his mouth, licking and biting it. “And then?” he prods you to continue.

“Two, when you stripped me naked and bent me over this wooden table,” you inhaled sharply, “and you shoved those kegel balls inside me and spanked me till I came undone.”

“Go on.”

“Three, when you got me on all fours on the table and ate my ass.”

Mingyu whistles to himself at the memory. “You’re doing good so far,” he coos.

Moaning at the praise, you continue, “Four, when you got me on my back and cuffed me on the table, and used the wand on my clit and took the kegel balls out.”

“The last one is my favourite,” he smirks, “and not just because you squirted. Do you know why?”

“Yes, it’s the reason why we’re here after all,” you answer, referring to the fantasy he has that brings you here. “Five, when you brought the wooden table right against the fireplace, grabbed the ice and we did some temperature play.”

His hand travels down your middle until he reaches your pussy, slowly sliding his index finger between your folds. “Fuck, yeah that’s the one. I thought I wasn’t gonna last when I saw the sweat droplets littering your skin and especially when the ice melted and cascaded down your body. God, you looked like fucking sin.”

“Ngh— Mingyu, please fuck me already,” you whine desperately.

Nipping at your bottom lip, he hushes you and gently lays you back down on the table. “We’re not done yet, baby,” he reminds you. “We still have some more housekeeping to do. Now, how are you feeling?”

Despite how needy you are right now, you know you only have to answer a few more of his questions before you can go back to your pleasure. “My arms are a bit sore,” you say as you try to lift them again, “but only from the position, not from the cuffs.”

“So cuffs stay on?” Mingyu awaits your confirmation before he makes a move.

“Please.”

“Good girl,” he smiles, pulling at your restraints but he doesn’t fasten them back to the feet of the table just yet. “What else?”

“My back is a little bit uncomfortable on the wood.”

Mingyu smiles again, stepping up to grab a cushion to place at the base of your spine. “Now, what’s your colour?”

“Green,” you answer with no hesitation.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

Grabbing your chin, Mingyu makes you face him and holds your gaze. “Are you absolutely sure?” he questions with a dangerous tone to his voice. “You need to be because I want to do one last thing before I actually fuck you.”

Tears start to well up in your eyes again in want and you plead, “Yes, I’m sure. Please. I’m Green.”

Mingyu’s jaw slackens, craving you just as badly, but it’s very important for him to get through this, not just as your dom, but also as your boyfriend. “What’s your safeword?”

“Banana Pancakes.”

Standing, he makes his way to the end of the table where your head is. “What’s your nonverbal cue?” he raises a brow in question.

“Um, I won’t be able to tap,” you point to your cuffs.

“Use your feet, baby,” Mingyu bends to plant a kiss on your forehead, effectively distracting you as he tightens your bounds. “You look so fucking good right now but you’re gonna look and feel even better with my cock deep in your throat.”

“Ngh, Mingyu, fuck. Yes, please. Please, please, please—”

Groaning, he strokes his leaking cock and guides himself to your mouth. “Brace yourself, baby. I’m going to fuck your mouth so hard, you’re gonna feel my cock in there for days.”

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day 18: family | hong jisoo.

↳ the one about joshua introducing you to his family

◇ hong jisoo x female reader ◇ fluff | established relationship ◇ warnings: mention of baby making. please let me know if i missed any! ◇ 423 words

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“What’s on your mind?” Joshua asks, one hand on the steering wheel and one your thigh, stealing you from your thoughts. The drive back home from his family party has been quiet and he isn’t sure how you’re feeling about it.

“I’m just thinking about the party,” you smile in response, yet he can’t help but feel nervous.

What if it was too much for her? What if she didn’t like my family? What if she—

“Shua, get out of your head,” you laugh lightly. “Everything is fine and I had a great time.”

“Really?”

“I promise.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Joshua grabs your hand and kisses the back of it. “How did you find it though?” he queries curiously.

“Hmm,” you contemplate, “honestly, it was overwhelming at first and I was a nervous wreck, especially since you have such a huge family. I was especially nervous about meeting your mom.”

“And?” he prods.

“She’s lovely,” you reply, “and very welcoming. So, was the rest of your family. It was really nice to see how close you all were as a unit and I was amazed at how good you were with the kids. They seemed to love being spoiled by Uncle Shua.”

Joshua laughs, “I can’t help it. They’re really adorable.”

“They are,” you agree. “How are you feeling, by the way? Are you okay? You gave lots of piggy backs and airplane rides.”

“Well, that’s what these muscles are for,” he laughs again, throwing a wink your way as you playfully smack his arm. “Was that all you were thinking about? You seemed pretty deep in thought.”

He can tell the question makes you nervous, as your free hand starts to fiddle with the hem of your dress.

“I was thinking about how great of a father you’ll be,” you say nervously, “and how I can’t wait to have a family with you.”

Joshua’s brain short circuits for a second and luckily he’s stopped at a red light. “Should we get started tonight?” he teases. “How far away from home are we? Should we have kids one after the other?”

“Shua, stop!” you punch his arm, laughing all the while. “We have all the time in the world.”

“That we do,” Joshua affirms.”I can’t wait to spend it all with you.”

The rest of the drive home is spent in silence filled with warmth and love. At least until Joshua breaks by saying, “We can continue practicing making babies though, right?”

He happily accepts another punch to his arm.

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day 30: present [M] | chwe hansol.

↳ the one about hansol and the red fluffy cuffs

◇ chwe hansol x female reader ◇ smut | established relationship ◇ warnings: bondage (cuffs), mentions of oral (male receiving), mentions of thigh riding, dom/sub undertones, edging, explicit sexual content. please let me know if i've missed any ◇ 1586 words

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“What’s this?”

“It’s your present,” Hansol replies nonchalantly, though you can sense a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Tilting your head in confusion, you assess the item in the box carefully. “But, these are the red fluffy cuffs that I gave you last Christmas?”

“They are,” he answers as he fiddles with the ring on his pinky finger.

“I’m confused. Why are you regifting them to me?”

Running a hand through his soft locks, he licks his lips and takes a deep breath. “The cuffs are not your present,” he states. “The present is what I want to do with them.”

“So, the present is you using them on me?” you ask, clearly still confused. “I mean, that’s always nice, I just thought—”

Hansol laughs adorably but it’s a contrast to the way he rubs his face frustratingly. “No, that’s not what I mean,” he clarifies before taking another deep breath to resolve himself. “I, uhh, I want you to uhh… fuck it all to hell, I want you to use them on me. That is your present.”

“What?!” you exclaim, wide eyed, you’re sure you look comical as hell right now but then you realise that this is all new to Hansol and you remember how nervous he was so you settle down. “You want me to use these on you?”

“Yes,” he confirms, his chest heaving as he breathes.

Reaching for his hands, you rub soothing circles on the back of them with your thumbs. “Hansol, it’s okay,” you reassure him. “I’ll take care of you but I want to make sure that you really want this and that you’re not forcing yourself to do it for me.”

Hansol shakes his head. “I really want this,” he nods. “I always have, but I haven’t been sure how to bring it up and this was the only way I could come up with. I promise to get you a real present—”

“No, this present is great,” you smile. “Come on, let’s get started.”

The view in front of you is a sight to behold. Hansol is completely powerless, chest heaving as a sheen of sweat covers his body and he struggles to contain himself. He pulls and pulls at his restraints to no avail and he throws his head back in frustration.

Groaning and writhing on the bed, he grows needy and desperate by the second. Hansol’s cock is hard and angry against his stomach, precum leaking from the tip and onto his skin. Lifting his head up from the bed, he searches for you though he can’t see a thing thanks to the blindfold that you placed around his eyes.

“Baby, where are you?” Hansol whines and his needy voice shoots arousal straight to your core.

“I’m right here,” you coo at him.

“Please,” he begs. “Please come back. I want… I need to come, please.”

Smirking, you recall the three times that he was teetering off the edge, always almost about to come before you pull away, leaving him high and dry. Unsatisfied. Twice you gave him the suck of his life, releasing him from your mouth just before he could fill you up with his seed, and once while you were riding his thigh while he still had his jeans on.

Back then, you had reached your high so it’s only fair that you finally let him have his. Besides, you’ll have plenty more chances to edge him further, the next time he allows you to do so. For now, you want to reward him for how good he’s been behaving.

“Don’t worry baby,” you assure him as you get back on the bed. “I'll take care of you.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Hansol lifts his head up again when he feels the bed dip from your weight, his breath hitching in anticipation at your every move. Situating yourself between his legs, you litter his torso with kisses, heading up north until you reach the spot where his neck meets his shoulders, leaving sloppy kisses as you move to straddle him.

Grabbing his stiff, hardened cock, you slide him between your folds, lubricating him as he desperately whines, impatient to be inside you. A moan of his name spills from your lips as you roll your hips and his tip nudges at your bundle of nerves deliciously.

“Please, baby I need to be inside you,” Hansol chokes out through his tears. “Fuck me, please.”

The sound of his voice alarms you and you scramble to undo his blindfold. Gasping, you wipe away furiously at the tears that escape him. “Oh, baby I’m sorry,” you say, worriedly. “You should’ve used your safeword.”

Reaching up to the cuffs to release him, the panic on Hansol’s face grows. “Keep those on,” he cries out. “I’m fine, I promise. I just… I need to come, please.”

“Baby, are you sure?” you ask and he nods fervently. “Okay, I’ve got you.”

Kissing him hungrily, you take the chance and shove your tongue in his mouth when he moans against your lips. Taking his bottom lip between your teeth as you pull away, you kiss your way along his jaw and down his neck. Heading further south, he whimpers as you swirl your tongue around his nipples, toying with them before you lift yourself off his chest.

Grabbing his cock, coated with your arousal, you guide him towards your glistening trove, giving him one last stroke before slowly slipping him inside you, both breathing a sigh of relief when the head of his cock finally enters you. Staring at his starving eyes, you keep still, seeing how much further you can edge him by not letting him fully inside you.

Hansol’s breathing is laboured and uneven as he shakes beneath you, craving your body so badly but he holds himself back, knowing how much better it will be if he continues to wait. Grabbing onto the silk that binds him to the bed, he holds on to them as hard as he can, knuckles turning white from the effort, to stop himself from thrusting up and into you. The sight of him is mouth watering, especially the look of his flexed muscles as he struggles, and now he’s not the only one who can’t wait anymore.

Staring back at his black and blown out pupils, you take a deep breath before you lower yourself, sheathing him to the hilt. Hansol’s sinful moans echo through the bedroom as he struggles to keep his composure and you place your hands on his abdomen to hold him down and as leverage for your coming motions.

Taking a deep breath, you begin rolling your hips before starting to ride him at a brutally slow pace and he groans every time your pelvis meets his hips. Hansol is halfway to losing his mind because he wants more, he needs more, watching you intently as your hands roam up your torso to cup your breasts, kneading and massaging. The sensation you feel increases your pleasure and you begin to ride him faster.

“Fuck,” he growls out as he tries to sit up but the restraints bring him back down.

The wetness between your legs makes it easy for you to increase your pace while making your motions more sensual as you continue grinding against him. Shifting a little, his cock brushes against the spot that will soon have you seeing stars, making you scream out in pleasure.

“I’m so close,” you moan out and Hansol lets out an animalistic growl because he’s nowhere near where he needs to be to reach his high with you.

“No,” he pleads. “Please, you can’t finish yet. I—”

Hansol doesn’t get to complete his sentence as he sees your fingers travel between your legs to reach your clit, circling and pressing against it. Feeling you clench around him, he knows how close your orgasm is and it doesn’t take long for your face to contort in pleasure, body writhing on top of him as your orgasm hits you and moans of his name echo in the room.

Whimpering, he settles back on the bed knowing that his chances of coming are now close to, if not zero, especially when he feels your weight settle on against him. That is, until he feels your hands travel the length of his arms, stopping when you reach his hands and he lifts his head to see you watching him with intent.

With a smile, you unclench both of his fists, smoothing your palms on his to calm him before moving past them to where the silk is cuffed to the headboard, ready to remove his restraints. Slightly hesitating once you reach the other end of the cuffs, you lean so that your lips touch his ear, giving him one final command for the night. “Hansol, I want you to fuck my cunt until you have nothing left. Pretty up my walls with your come.”

Hansol’s head rolls back and shivers go down his spine when he feels you remove one cuff and the silk loosens its hold. He’s terribly impatient, not bothering to wait until you’ve removed his second cuff before he’s using all of his strength to sit up and capture your lips in a searing kiss.

“Fuck, I need to come so bad,” he says through gritted teeth. “I don’t know if I can be gentle.”

“Then don’t,” you bite your lip. “Use me, baby. I can take it.”

Hansol laughs menacingly, “Don’t mind if I do.”

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day 14: mistletoe | chwe hansol.

↳ the one about hansol avoiding every mistletoe if you’re under it

◇ chwe hansol x female reader ◇ angst with happy ending | friends to lovers ◇ warnings: alcohol consumption, swearing. if i missed anything else please let me know! ◇ 2084 words (lol are we surprised?)

authors note: this is for day 14 of @svthub december prompt challenge: mistletoe. please let me know what you think and i hope you guys enjoy!

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1 new message nonieeee

[10:00pm] nonieeee: where are you?

The nerve of this guy, you think to yourself after seeing the message your best friend had sent. He spent the whole night avoiding you, outright at some points even, and now wants to know where you are.

Fucking typical that is.

Usually, it’s something you can brush off easily, aware that he prefers to be somewhere else instead of attending big parties such as this, but you were hoping that tonight would’ve been different.

Wearing his favourite red dress that you own and the necklace he gifted you on your birthday, you wished that Hansol would finally take notice of you, and finally see the way you feel about him. In turn, you hoped that he feels the same about you too.

But, he crushed any chance of that happening with the way he’d been acting, so you spend the rest of the night nursing a glass of wine one after the other. Finally feeling somewhat numb, you’re not going to let him ruin the rest of the night for you.

[10:05pm] you: why do you care [10:05pm] nonieeee: why wouldn’t i?

You almost can’t believe that you really have to spell it out for him, especially in your inebriated state. Almost.

[10:06pm] you: youve been tryging to avoidf me all nigth [10:06pm] nonieeee: are you drunk?

Rolling your eyes, you down the last drops of your sixth wine of the night before replying.

[10:07pm] you: i am notttttt

Placing your phone down on the bar, you ask the bartender for another glass. After taking a few sips of your drink, you finally notice the blinking notification on your phone.

[10:07pm] nonieeee: how much have you had to drink? [10:10pm] nonieeee: y/n where are you? [10:12pm] you: im fgine nonieeeeere [10:12pm] you: go bacjk to ignroing me [10:13pm] nonieeee: i haven’t been ignoring you

You may not be sober but the way Hansol is acting right now is confusing, even if you were. Not one part of you understands why he’s suddenly acting like this and you can’t tell whether he’s being dumb or he’s really not understanding what is happening.

Whatever the case is, your patience has been long gone and replaced by hurt. No longer able to hold it in, you embrace the liquid courage coursing your veins and finally speak your mind. Maybe, your heart too.

[10:17pm] you: omgg yes yuo hav [10:17pm] you: you bolted as sooon as i said hii toy ou,. left the ktcihen when i entered nd left the couch as soon as i satt dwon next toyo u [10:19pm] you: ibet youre wonderngi where i am just so youu cani gnore me again [10:20pm] nonieeee: that’s not true

You laugh at how ridiculous he’s being, though there’s no mirth to it. Finishing the rest of your drink, you throw all caution out the window.

[10:22pm] you: i even worem y pretty dress that you likee and the neckalce that you gotm e formy birthday because i wnted you tos ee me, to finally notice me [10:23pm] you: but dont worrryy i gett itn ow. im out of th eway so you can enjoy the rest oft he party [10:23pm] you: im gna drnik somr more and maybe do som dncing

As you attempt to put away your phone, it vibrates again in your hand.

[10:24pm] nonieeee: listen i can explain [10:24pm] nonieeee: tell me where you are pls

Just when you’re about to reply, you feel a familiar presence next to you that makes you look up, but you’re disappointed to see that it’s not the person you’re longing to see. “What are you doing here, Mingyu?” you ask, voice slurry from the alcohol.

Mingyu waits for you to take the glass of water he’s offering and to drink it before he replies, “Seungcheol and Joshua sent me. They’re worried about how much alcohol you’re having.”

“I don’t mean to worry anyone,” you pout.

“We know,” he smiles. “What’s got you down?”

Sighing, you reach for the second glass of water he’s placed in front of you and down it too. “Hansol’s been avoiding me all night.”

“Ah.”

“I tried to look pretty for him, so I can pull him under a mistletoe and confess my feelings for him.”

Mingyu’s eyes sparkle, like he knows a secret he can’t share, but it’s gone before you know it and it leaves you questioning whether it’s something you imagined in your drunken haze.

“Well, maybe you still have a chance,” he says. “Why don’t we go and find a mistletoe that you can stand under and get him to find you? I’m sure he’s looking for you right now.”

“Mkay,” you nod, “let me just send him a message real quick.”

[10:37pm] you: yknow hansol i like like liek like like likel ike like you like realllyyyyy reallyyyy like you [10:39pm] you: but icant deal with thsi right noww [10:39pm] you: i gotta dot his mistletoe thing wtih mingyu [10:40pm] you: bye

Just before you shove your phone in your purse, you feel it vibrate once, twice, too many times to count, but you refuse to check it. He was avoiding your presence so the way you see it, you can avoid his messages.

Mingyu sets out two more glasses of water for you which you gratefully accept, sobering up as you finish the last glass. Needing to relieve yourself, he offers to wait for you by the door.

When you exit the bathroom, Mingyu is there holding out his hand and when you raise your hand to reach for him, another hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you away from your friend. Confused, you look back and see Mingyu beaming at you, holding two thumbs up in the air.

Turning back to your wrist, you immediately recognise the ring on his pinky finger and the watch you gifted him on his wrist. The person who has a hold of you is none other than your best friend Hansol Vernon Chwe himself, the person who’s avoided you all night and shattered your heart into pieces.

“Let me go,” you say loud enough for him to hear over the loud pumping music.

“No,” he replies without looking back, continuing to drag you through the crowd.

“Hansol, let me go,” you repeat, hurt evident in your voice.

Halting in his tracks, Hansol turns to face you, “No, I’m not letting you go again.” Something in his tone makes you think he means more than what he’s saying and you guess right when he adds, “Just… please let me explain. I don’t want to lose you like this.”

Concern floods your features and you grow more nervous than before, but find yourself nodding to his request. It’s not like you’re gonna say no, you never have when it comes to him.

In a short while, he leads you through a door and out into the backyard, not stopping until he reaches a tree away from the crowd. Turning to finally face you, Hansol takes his time to look at you, really look at you, his stare making you feel like he can see your soul.

“Why were you avoiding me?” you break first, unable to bear the tension.

“I wasn’t—”

“Yes, you were—”

“I wasn’t avoiding you, I was avoiding the mistletoe!” Hansol raises his voice just enough so you can hear him over your own thoughts. Finally letting go of your wrist, much to your dismay, he runs his hand through his hair, pacing back and forth in front of you.

“Why were you avoiding the mistletoe?” you prod, knowing that he needs your assistance in order to continue.

Sighing, he stops his pacing and comes back to face you. “The guys had this plan,” he starts and you make sure to listen since he’s finally opening up to you. “They were gonna get the both of us under the mistletoe and get us to kiss.”

The revelation has you reeling and your heart starts to beat so fast that it might beat right out of your chest. “Wait, so you avoided me because you didn’t want to kiss me?”

“Of course, I didn’t want to kiss you,” he confirms and if your heart wasn’t broken before, it certainly is now.

“Wow, that’s um, great—”

“It’s not like that,” Hansol clarifies quickly, not wanting you to misunderstand further. “The reason I didn’t want to kiss you was because I didn’t want to ruin everything and lose you.”

“Why would that ruin everything?” you ask but Hansol doesn’t seem to hear you, too lost in his own head and feelings.

“But then, you said you were going to kiss Mingyu,” he continued, voice pained, “and it turns out that I was going to lose you even if I didn’t kiss you.”

“I wasn’t going to kiss—”

“I don’t want you to kiss him,” Hansol looks at you, broken. “Especially not after all you said in those texts.”

Dread fills you and suddenly you feel queasy from more than just the alcohol. “What did I say?” you ask in a panic, your memory failing you.

Hansol closes the gap between your bodies and cups your face in his hands, “You said that you wanted me to see you, really see you—”

“Oh god, I—”

“—and that you really like me.”

The urge to run breaches the surface. “Listen, Hansol I—”

“I’m in love with you,” Hansol confesses and you swear your heart stops beating. “I didn’t think you felt the same way so I never said anything and that’s why I thought I was going to ruin everything if I kissed you. So, don’t kiss Mingyu. Please.”

“I was never going to,” you finally get to tell him. “The whole reason he was taking me to a mistletoe was so I could stand there and wait for you to show up. He was going to fetch you straight after.”

“Really?” he asks, face lighting up with hope.

Nodding, you wrap your hands around his wrists while he still holds you. “You’re such an idiot,” you scold lightly, tears of joy welling up at the corners of your eyes.

“I’m your idiot.”

“You’re blind too.”

“The same goes for you,” Hansol scoffs.

Stepping closer until your chest to chest, your lips brush against his. “Too bad there isn’t a mistletoe out here,” you tease.

“Actually, there is one,” he swallows nervously, pointing at a tree branch above you. There it is, in all its glory, tied with a red string. “I put it up there, in case I ever got the courage to actually confess to you the way I wanted to.”

“You’re so cheesy.”

“Can I kiss you yet?” Hansol whines, leaning his forehead against yours.

Smiling, you cave in, kissing him just as you wanted.

[10:41pm] nonieeee: what? [10:41pm] nonieeee: what mistletoe? [10:42pm] nonieeee: y/n! [10:42pm] nonieeee: what are you talking about? [10:42pm] nonieeee: where are you? [10:43pm] nonieeee: are you kidding me right now? [10:43pm] nonieeee: y/n!! stop!! [10:43pm] nonieeee: reply back to me right now [10:47pm] nonieeee: and mingyu isn’t answering me either so that’s just great :) [10:47pm] nonieeee: y/n i’ve been in love with you for the longest time i can’t believe you’re so blind [10:48pm] nonieeee: how come you never said anything??? [10:50pm] nonieeee: wait don’t answer that, i should’ve known but i was too busy pretending that i was imagining things because i don’t deserve someone as amazing as you hahaha [10:51pm] nonieeee: also you looked so beautiful tonight i lost all my fucking brain cells [10:52pm] nonieeee: i can’t believe i avoided you all night just for this to happen [10:52pm] nonieeee: and i can’t believe i’m saying all of this to you through text instead of in person [10:53pm] nonieeee: i’m sorry you like an idiot like me [10:53pm] nonieeee: please stay where you are [10:53pm] nonieeee: i’m gonna come and find you [10:55pm] nonieeee: no matter what happens, please don’t kiss mingyu

[03:00pm] you: hansol? [03:00pm] nonieeee: yes, my beloved [03:01pm] you: i 🌋 you (get it? i lava you) [03:02pm] nonieeee: now who’s cheesy? [03:02pm] nonieeee: i 🌋 you too :)

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day 11: blizzard [M] | lee jihoon.

↳ the one about jihoon being stuck during a blizzard with the roommate he has the hots for

◇ lee jihoon x female reader ◇ smut | and they were roommates ◇ warnings: explicit sexual content. if i've missed any warnings, please let me know! ◇ 1136 words

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This is a terrible idea.

He knows he should’ve said no when you barged into his room, claiming that you both need to sleep together in the one bed to keep warm now that the power’s out. Logically, he knows that it’s the right choice because you’ll be able to increase your body warmth together, but he also knows that his heart and his body are royally fucked when you shift against him for the nth time.

Fuck this fucking blizzard, he thinks to himself. He would’ve been three hours away from you by now, spending the holidays with his family, if it didn’t come two days earlier than planned.

Now, he has no choice but to spend it with you, the roommate he’s had the hots for, since the blizzard shows no signs of stopping.

Not that he minds, he’s always enjoyed your company after all and honestly, there is no one else he’d rather be stuck in a snowstorm with. But, you in his bed with your hips brushing against his clothed member once more is his own personal hell, and he doesn’t know how much more he can take before he ruins you.

“I need you to stop doing that,” Jihoon whispers through gritted teeth, turning his face to bite at his pillow, trying to keep his composure.

“I’m just trying to get comfortable,” you whine.

It’s when you push your ass further into him and his excitedly growing erection nestles in between your cheeks, that he grips your hips bruisingly tight, holding you still as he growls in your ear, “This is your last warning, stop doing that or else.”

Turning slightly to face him, your lips almost brush against his when you challenge, “Or else what? Are you going to fuck me?”

“What are you talking about?” Jihoon asks, pulling back slightly but you don’t let him get too far, turning in his hold to face him.

“I asked if you’re going to fuck me,” you repeat, hands sliding around his middle and legs tangling with his to pull him closer to you. “Don’t you want to?”

“I—”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking,” you lean in, whispering against his lips. “It’s the same way I look at you.”

Jihoon knows what you’re implying but he needs you to confirm it before he gets ahead of himself. “What are you saying?”

“Jihoon, I want you,” you assure him, wrapping your legs tighter around him and your arms moving to lock behind his neck. “Please, fuck me.”

It barely takes Jihoon seconds to search your face for any signs of hesitation and when he finds none, his lips descend to meet yours in a gentle kiss. It’s you who tilts your head, deepening the kiss and he’s more than happy to oblige when your tongue swipes at his bottom lip.

As your kisses grow heated, so does his hunger, and it doesn’t take long for him to shift your bodies, situating himself between your legs as you lie beneath him. Pulling away for a moment, he grabs the back of his shirt and slips it off his head, flinging it across the room without a care and helps you take yours off too.

His eyes roll back when your naked chest comes into view and thanks his lucky stars that there’s one less obstacle in his way. A moan comes from deep within his chest as he takes your breast into his mouth, tongue laving at the pert nipple. As he kitten licks at your wetted bud, his right hand gropes at your other breast, twisting and pinching your pointed nipple between his index finger and thumb.

When a wanton moan of his name spills from your lips, echoing through the four walls of his bedroom, his clothed cock grows bigger, poking deliciously at your centre. Jihoon decides then that savouring you can wait until later and he quickly rids himself of his pants and boxers before lifting your legs up in the air and pulling the rest of your clothing off.

The grip on his cock is tight as he strokes himself, guiding the head to push past your sopping wet folds and into your welcoming trove. His hands find their place behind your knees, pushing until they’re pinned on the mattress beneath you and he inches slowly but surely inside you, only stopping once his hips meets your ass and his cock is grazing that sweet spot you can barely reach with your fingers.

Delighted at your erratic pants and desperately needy whines, Jihoon barely holds himself back as your pulsating walls accommodate him. He laughs at your feeble attempt to roll your hips against him alerting him that you’re ready for more. Sitting up on his knees, he pulls out painstakingly slow until only the tip of his cock is left inside you, taking a deep breath before he harshly thrusts back into you, making your breasts jiggle with the force.

With a grunt, he draws back and repeats his motions, keeping his pace but driving harder into you each time, so much so that his bed scrapes the wood of the floor and the headboard continuously knocks on the wall. Gasping for more, you can only hang onto the sheets in purchase to stop yourself from sliding up the bed.

Eager to see your first orgasm of the night, made by him and only him, he releases his hold on one of your legs and raises it to rest over his left shoulder while he wraps your other leg around him. Garbled noises escape you when he leans closer and reaches a depth inside you that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

His right hand snakes up your body, squeezing your breast before it travels further up, grabbing hold of the headboard and his left thumb meets your swollen clit, rubbing furiously against it in contrast to the way he’s still driving into you.

“Jihoon, I— I’m gonna— fuck, I’m gonna come, I—”

It’s when he angles his hips that he caresses the spot that has you seeing exploding stars behind your eyelids, careening clean off the edge as you reach your high, orgasm hitting like a tsunami as his name spills from your lips like a mantra. It takes everything within him to stave off his own climax, wanting to have his way with you until it drives him to depravity.

When your breathing finally settles and your eyes open, he lightly kisses you once, twice, three times and shoves his tongue in your unsuspecting mouth on the fourth.

“I hope you’re not feeling tired yet,” Jihoon smirks, “because we’re not nearly warm enough. I’m going to make you feel hotter and fucking devour you.”

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day 10: eggnog | yoon jeonghan

↳ the one about jeonghan dealing with your lightweight ass

◇ yoon jeonghan x female reader ◇ fluff | established relationship ◇ no warnings ◇ 702 words

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“There he is!” you squeal as soon as he rounds the corner and Jeonghan instantly knows that something is terribly amiss.

“Hi…?” Jeonghan greets, but it comes out more like a question. “Is everything okay?”

Giggling like a little girl, you lean in and motion for him to come closer with your hand; like you’re about to tell him a secret that no one else is meant to hear. “Everything is fine,” you whisper and when he breathes in the faint smell of brandy from your breath, he knows exactly what happened.

“I left you for all of two minutes,” Jeonghan grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose, which apparently is the wrong move because he sees your bottom lip start to quiver and sees the tears well up in your eyes.

“Did I do something wrong?” you sniff and he gapes at you, not knowing what to do. “I know that I wasn’t supposed to have anything too heavy to drink but I thought the eggnog would be safe.”

Jeonghan rubs his hands up and down your arm in an attempt to soothe you. “Sweetheart, you didn’t do anything wrong,” he tries to reassure you in hopes to keep your usual drunken tantrums at bay. “You can usually handle eggnogs but those idiots probably laced it with something stronger.”

From the corner of his eye, Jeonghan sees Mingyu, Seokmin and Soonyoung emerge from behind the wall before they kneel and put their hands together in prayer, begging for his forgiveness. Gently, he ushers you to the nearest seat and promises that he’ll be right back once he’s sat you down.

Approaching the three kneeling men, he flicks them all on the forehead one by one. “How many did you give her?” Jeonghan asks with narrow eyes.

“Only the one,” the boys reply in chorus.

Jeonghan raises a brow in question before calling out, “Baby, how many eggnogs did you have?”

“Three!” you answer with glee, holding out three fingers towards him.

Jeonghan flicks their foreheads once more before reminding them that you are indeed a lightweight when it comes to alcohol.

“We’re sorry,” Seokmin says, smiling through the pain.

“We won’t give her so much next time,” Soonyoung flinches.

Jeonghan narrows his eyes, not at all appeased by what they’ve said.

“Ah,” Mingyu figures it out, “there won’t be a next time! We won’t give her any more laced drinks ever.”

“You always were the smart one, Gyu,” Jeonghan moves to pat Mingyu on the shoulder but the latter jumps to the wall, thinking the elder was going to smack him.

Jeonghan laughs before heading back to where you are and helping you stand up. “Time to go,” he declares and loops your arm around his, resting your hand on the crook of his elbow. “Make sure you guys tell Seungcheol why we had to leave.”

The three boys groan in unison just as you and Jeonghan round the corner and he can barely refrain himself from laughing, only doing so once you smack him on the arm.

“They’re going to catch us if you’re not careful,” you warn him.

“They would never,” he assures you, stopping to crouch in front of you and offering his back for you to hop onto. “Those guys are slow on the uptake once they’ve had some alcohol in their system.”

Shrugging off your heels, you jump on his back and allow him to carry you in a piggyback. “How long do you think we can keep pulling this off?” you ask.

Since the very beginning, you’ve always pretended to be a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, at Jeonghan’s behest, even though you can actually handle a lot more than a regular person could. This way, Jeonghan is able to get the both of you excused from staying too long at a party and head back to the comforts of your home.

“Forever, if I can help it,” Jeonghan replies, turning to kiss the inside of your arm that hangs loosely from his elbows. “I really lucked out with you, huh?”

“Don’t you forget it,” you hum and place a kiss on his cheek because you’re just as lucky to end up with him.

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day 15: bow [M] | kwon soonyoung.

↳ the one about soonyoung and the red silk bow

◇ kwon soonyoung x female reader ◇ smut | established relationship ◇ warnings: swearing, oral (male receiving), bondage, some sort of sexting. please let me know if i've missed anything else! ◇ 769 words

authors note: i'm so sorry this is super late (christmas and holiday prep got the best of me) but this is for day 15 of @svthub december prompt challenge: bow. please let me know what you think! i hope you guys enjoy!

To say Soonyoung was disappointed is an understatement.

As soon as you decided to attend the Christmas Party with him, he had hoped that you would wear the sexy Mrs Claus suit you had in the back of your closet, only to be told today that you would be wearing an ugly Christmas sweater instead.

With a sigh, he takes a sip from the glass of whiskey he’s been nursing for the last half an hour and keeps his eyes trained on the door, waiting for you to enter. It only takes a couple more minutes for you to grace the party with your presence, your bright smile illuminating the room, even in that goddamn ugly sweater.

When your eyes find him through the crowd, Soonyoung’s heart skips a beat and he swears he’s forgotten his own name. After being together all these years, you never fail to take his breath away and he’s sure that this is a feeling that will continue for the rest of your time together, however long that may be.

Throwing him a wink that almost sends him into cardiac arrest, you signal that you’ll be greeting the others before you join him and he nods in understanding. Polishing off the rest of his drink, he almost chokes on it when he sees you turn and notices the red silk that you’re using as a bow to hold up your ponytail.

What a sly vixen, Soonyoung thinks to himself, scoffing as he shifts in his seat, pants suddenly uncomfortably tight. There’s no way he wouldn’t recognise that piece of material after all the times you’ve both used it and he can’t help but let his mind wander into dangerous territory.

The first vision is of you on your knees, tears welling in your eyes with your mascara running, cheeks hollow and your mouth filled with his cock, so deep down your throat that your nose almost touches his abdomen. His hand clutches tight at the bow holding your hair as he fucks your face, abusing your throat until you swallow around him and push him over the edge and he comes in your mouth, so much that it drips from the corner of your lips.

Then, there’s the vision of the silk bow tied around your wrists behind you as you lay on your stomach, pinned to the mattress by his hand on the back of your neck as he drives his cock in and out of your sopping cunt at a brutal pace. Your pleas for release are barely heard through the sheets but he finally permits you to come and you do, orgasm hitting you like a freight train. Soonyoung chases his own high after, and you come a second time with him, so hard that you black out.

Fishing out his phone before his mind continues to wander, Soonyoung shoots you a text.

[10:00pm] horanghae: you

He watches you pull your phone out of your pocket and read his message, looking at him puzzled before replying.

[10:01pm] you: me? [10:01pm] horanghae: you [10:02pm] you: what about me? [10:02pm] horanghae: don’t give me this innocent act [10:03pm] horanghae: it ain’t working

Soonyoung sees a smirk grace your lips and knows his hunch was right.

[10:05pm] you: you have to be a bit more specific baby [10:06pm] horanghae: you and that fucking bow [10:06pm] horanghae: did you really think i wouldn’t notice? [10:07pm] horanghae: i have half a mind to grab you and drag you on top of the kitchen island [10:07pm] horanghae: and shove my fingers deep in your pussy until you’re begging me to let you come [10:08pm] horanghae: except i wouldn’t let you until i’m ready to fuck you with my cock [10:08pm] horanghae: so hard that you’ll be feeling me in there for days

When he looks back up at you, he wishes he could shove something in your gaping mouth. His cock perhaps, or maybe even his fingers—

[10:10pm] you: soonyoung!! we are in public!! [10:11pm] horanghae: you knew what you were doing pulling this stunt [10:11pm] horanghae: and fuck we cant even leave for another hour [10:12pm] horanghae: i’m gonna fucking ruin you when we get home [10:12pm] horanghae: you better be fucking ready

Soonyoung doesn’t know what reaction he was expecting but it definitely isn’t the cheshire like grin that you’re sporting.

[10:15pm] you: will you let me come if i suck you off in the bathroom right now?

Now, he’s done for.

[10:18pm] horanghae: FUCKKKK

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day 24: nutcracker | lee seokmin.

↳ the one about seokmin inviting you to his performance

◇ lee seokmin x female reader ◇ angst | happy ending | friends to lovers ◇ warnings: none ◇ 731 words

authors note: sorry for the delay but this is for day 24 of @svthub december prompt challenge: nutcracker. please let me know what you think. i hope you guys enjoy!

The drive to the theatre is quiet. Staring out the window watching the city architecture go by, you flip the invitation card over and over in your hand. It’s been weeks since you last saw Seokmin, avoiding him like a plague after he confessed his feelings for you, yet he’d sent you an invitation to watch him perform on ‘The Nutcracker’ tonight.

Day by day and even up to the last minute, you contemplated whether you should attend or not, but as soon as the taxi arrived at your apartment, there was no hesitation for you to get in and make your way to see him. With a scoff, you wonder why you bothered to worry about it at all.

“Miss, we’ve arrived,” the driver announces as he pulls up to the entrance of The State Theatre. “I hope you have a pleasant evening.”

Grabbing the bouquet from the seat, you offer him your thanks before stepping out into the cold night. Taking a deep breath, you put one foot in front of the other and make your way towards the entrance of the building. The hostess ushers you to your allocated seat once you hand her the invitation and of course, Seokmin chose to seat you front and centre. He definitely would’ve known if you decided to skip the performance.

The theatre is abuzz as the seats fill up and in no time at all, the lights dim and the curtains draw open, signalling the start of the play. Despite the costume, Seokmin instantly lights up the stage as soon as he appears. Unable to look away even if you wanted to, you spend the whole night watching him and only him. He’s beautiful, splendid, amazing and he’s… he’s the love of your life.

When the performance ends and the curtains close, it breaks your connection with Seokmin. Suddenly, your chest feels tight and your heart feels hollow and it leaves you wondering if this is how it feels to no longer have him in your life.

Is this something you can accept? Is this something you can handle? Is Seokmin someone you can live without? Can you stop loving him?

Before you can begin to answer any of your questions, the curtains draw open again revealing Seokmin and the other performers for their final bow. As soon as his eyes find yours, it feels like a weight in your chest has been lifted and your world is bright again. The smile he throws your way has you weak in the knees and suddenly everything makes sense.

Now, you know what you must do.

A while later, you find yourself standing outside of Seokmin’s dressing room to meet him like he’d requested. Raising a closed fist, you only allow yourself a moment’s hesitation before knocking on the door. The door swings open, revealing Seokmin and his smile that can rival the sun and you want to kick yourself for being so silly.

“You made it!” he greets happily as he ushers you through the door.

“Well, you asked me to come,” you reply, handing him the bouquet. “You were amazing out there, Seokmin. I’m happy I got to see it. Thank you for inviting me.”

“It means a lot to me,” Seokmin smiles. “Thank you for coming.”

Fiddling with the belt of your coat, you bite the bullet and ask, “Why aren’t you upset at me?”

Tilting his head adorably in confusion, he answers your question with one of his own. “Is there a reason that I should be upset?”

Taking a deep breath, you push on. “I didn’t answer your confession and I avoided you for weeks.”

Running a hand through his soft locks and resting it at the back of his neck, Seokmin replies, “I guess I should be upset about that latter part but I’m not upset that you didn’t answer my confession.”

“Why not?” you press further. “Aren’t you scared about how I feel?”

“No, because I know how you feel about me,” Seokmin answers confidently, holding your gaze. “I know that you love me and that you truly care for me. So, I’m not scared, I’m just waiting for you not to be.”

“I’m not scared anymore,” you declare, voice firm and unwavering. “I love you.”

Whistling in relief, Seokmin laughs before closing the gap between your bodies and kisses you.

“I love you, too.”

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day 20: cold | jeon wonwoo

↳ the one about wonwoo surprising you

◇ jeon wonwoo x reader ◇ angst | happy ending | established relationship ◇ warnings: none ◇ 516 words

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The bite of the wind is harsh on your skin, but you’re much too stubborn to turn around and head back inside to grab your coat. The cold weather is nothing new to you but the disappointment of not having Wonwoo around to help you put up the Christmas tree has been on your mind all day, finally breaching the surface once you opened the box of decorations and making you walk out of your home to get some fresh air.

Deep down you were expecting this, Wonwoo did warn you after all that he couldn’t make it back in time from his business trip to help with the tree. Not wanting to miss out on a ten year long tradition that started since you were just friends, he tried his best to be able to join you, but luck wasn’t on his side. Aware of his efforts, you let go and drop the matter, resolving that Wonwoo missing out one year is not so bad.

Except look at you now, clearly it affected you more than you thought it would.

Spotting the dog park from the corner of your eye, you realise you’ve wandered off too far. Sighing, you turn around and make your way back home. As you continue to walk, it finally sets in how cool the weather really is and you run your hands up and down your arms in an attempt to keep yourself warm. The further you walk the more your body trembles but you don’t let it stop you, knowing that you need to get out of the cold as soon as possible.

Shivering, your body almost gives in if it isn’t for the warm coat that’s placed around your shoulders and the strong arms that hold you steady. Facing the good samaritan, you find a familiar face looking back at you. “Wonwoo? What are you doing here?”

“I’ll explain later,” he sighs. “Let’s get you home and get you warm first.”

True to his word, Wonwoo explains himself once you’ve had a warm shower and some tea by the couch. “Our last meeting got cancelled,” he says with a smile, “so we all finished a day earlier than planned. The others decided to stay back but I changed my flight so that I could make it back in time for the tree.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” Wonwoo shrugs, hand scratching at the back of his neck. “But then I got here and you weren’t home. You didn’t have your coat or your phone and I started to worry so I went out and looked for you.”

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight,” you reply apologetically. “I was starting to get a bit down and needed some fresh air.”

Sidling up next to you, Wonwoo engulfs you in his arms. “I’m glad you’re safe.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” you whisper into his neck. “If you’re too tired from the flight, we can do the tree tomorrow?”

“No way,” he says, pulling away with a smile. “It’s tradition. Let’s put up our tree.”

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