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taehyuncult · 8 months

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date night with yuta

date night with yuta , but make it steamy ;)

yuta x fem!reader

warnings: man handling, choking, smut (obvi lol)

~ arisa ~

NSFW UNDER THE CUT , MINORS DNI !!!

Date night with Yuta is always an adventure, that sometimes leads to intense passion under the sheets. However it always starts so sweet.

He has reservations at a nice restaurant, probably the nicest in town, and somehow gets the manager to let him bypass the waitlist, just so he can take you out for a nice night.

He’s laid out a new dress that he bought for you on your shared bed. He wouldn’t let you see it before, however Yuta has good taste, and he knows your figure like the back of his hand. A stunning black cocktail dress that shows just enough of your cleavage to tease him, which of course you take the opportunity.

He picks you up, and immediately is looking you up and down. He already knows that dress will be on the floor later that evening, but he’s respectful for the time being. “You look stunning, baby” he says with a smirk.

At the restaurant, he knows others are staring, but who can blame them? He ushers you to the table, and as he guides you into your seat, his hand is a little lower than normal, resting just below your waist.

The dinner is great, but Yuta can’t hide the fact that he’s been looking at your tits all night. How could he resist when they look so good in that dress. After the meal, his eyes shift from bliss and adoration to lust. He wants you. And if he could take you right then and there, nothing would stop him. But he waits till the two of you arrive at home.

As soon as he closes the door, he grabs you. One hand around your waist, the other around your wrist, pushing you against the wall. You don’t even have time to speak before his lips are against yours passionately. Finally words are spoken, but not yours as you’re already drunk on his lips alone. “You’ve been teasing me all night. You know how your tits look don’t you? You know what happens when you tease me…” he says as he leaves a trail of kisses down your jaw, to your neck, already marking you up.

Before you can form any words, he’s got your dress up just enough to let his fingers glide across your panties, teasing you as he won’t take them off just yet. Rubbing perfect circles around your clit, leaving marks along your collarbone, he already has you moaning his name. Wanting more.

You gasp as he picks you up, and gives you a smirk when you naturally wrap your legs around his waist. Like muscle memory, he takes you to your room, without breaking away from kissing you. As the two of you enter the room, he closes the door behind him and tosses you down on the bed. Before you can move, he’s already hovering above you, looking deep into your eyes.

“That dress is pretty baby, but I think it’s time to take it off.” As he starts to slide the dress off, he immediately begins trailing kisses down your neck, and further down your body as he slowly strips you down, building the anticipation, and making you want him more.

He teases you, leaving gentle kisses on the inside of your thighs, enjoying the patience that you have, knowing that you want more, and knowing that he has full control.

His tongue is magical as it glides across your clit, causing an arch to form in your back. Still teasing you till he has you begging for more. “Let me hear you baby. Let me hear your pretty voice moaning my name.” He says as he slowly pushes himself into you, making sure not to hurt you. The sudden pressure makes you gasp, as you let out a moan of pleasure. Now he’s into it, wanting to hear more of you.

He quickens his pace, as he starts slamming his hips into yours. A firm but gentle grip around your neck, while his other hand has both of yours secured above your head, refusing to let you go. Your tits bouncing with every thrust drives him crazy.

“Let me hear you baby.” He already has you screaming as the tension of your climax builds in your stomach. He hits all of the right spots perfectly, leaving you in pure bliss as you scream out in pleasure.

“Yuta, im close baby, don’t stop.” Tears start welling in your eyes, as the knot in your stomach threatens to unwind. The first sentence you have been able to form since you two got home. Eager to reach his own climax, he thrusts harder and deeper, letting small moans of his own escape from his perfect lips.

Not long after, you both reach your breaking point together. His final few thrusts so deep it feels like he’s reaching your stomach. He glided himself out of you, and brings his cock to your mouth. “Open that pretty little mouth baby, don’t waste a drop.” He says as you open your mouth to let his cum fill your throat.

Pure bliss as he exhales, releasing himself and watching you swallow all of it. “God you’re so sexy.” He says, grabbing onto your throat again, and bring his lips back to yours, before laying beside you. Panting and sweaty, the two of you lay there for a moment, taking in the events of the night.

Getting up from the bed, Yuta walks to the bathroom and starts preparing a bath for you two to share. Returning to your side, he picks you up effortlessly, and walks you to the tub, placing you in the warm water and sliding in behind you.

He takes his time washing your hair and massaging your scalp before cleaning himself up. Refusing to let you walk on your own, he gets out, and grabs a couple towels. One around his waist, and the other around you, handling you now as if you are the most fragile thing he’s ever seen.

He picks you up again and takes you back to bed, sliding into the sheets with you before covering your bare bodies. He pulls you into his chest, playing with your hair, humming a gentle tune, as he lulls you to sleep.

Just before you slip off into the dream realm, he places a gentle kiss on your forehead. “I’m so in love with you, my perfect baby.”

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luvyeni · 1 year

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hi, you know that perverted nct dream writing with an 8 member, could you make a version of nct 127 and nct 2020?

i've done a ton of perv!nctdream x 8th member so i hope this is what you mean because you did specify. (i know mark and haechan are in 127 , but remember i write them with the dreamies)

perv!nct127 and their 9th member that they can easily manipulate into doing things for them , because she's so eager to please them and trusts them.

perv!taeil who convinces you to suck him off backstage right before a music show preformance. "taeil , you were too rough last time , it was hard for me too sing." "i'll be gentle this time, trust me baby , now put it in your mouth."

perv!taeyong who invites you to one of his solo studio sessions , making you ride his cock while he writes down lyrics. "t..taeyong what if someone walks in." "they won't , don't you trust your leader , just keep riding my dick love."

perv!johnny who convinces you to cockwarm him during a live , to anyone it looks like you're just sitting on his lap , but in reality you're struggling not to moan , while his big cock is stuffed in your cunt , whispering in his ear. "j..johnny this is a bad idea." "princess they don't even notice , just trust me."

perv!yuta who easily convinces you to wear shorter skirts without the safety shorts , just so he can get a look under your skirt when you sit down. "but the safety shorts are to protect me from flashing the cameras." "don't worry about that love , you trust me right?"

perv!doyoung who's pulling you into one of the rooms while filming a overnight stay content to fuck you. "do..doyoung it might be cameras in here." "trust me love, i checked to make sure there isn't."

perv!jaehyun hands slid up cupping your heat under the table during an award ceremony , sliding your panties to side , fingering you. "no..not here jae , too many cameras." "they won't notice unless you keep making that face , just trust me."

perv!jungwoo who slyly moves your hand over to his cock as the fan moves on to the next , your eyes widen quickly changing your face to not raise suspicions , leaning over to him. "jungwoo what are you doing , we're gonna get caught." "don't worry about it , the table is covering us , trust me love."

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2cupids · 25 days

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nakamoto yuta x fem!reader

warnings — piss kink/omorashi, humiliation, piss drinking?, oral (f. receiving). mdni (17+).

you’re sitting in yuta’s lap with your back pressed against his lean chest. your head is thrown back in agony as you keep your eyes tightly shut while you focus on not pissing yourself.

your skirt is hiked up and your legs spread open, thrown over either side of your boyfriend’s. he rubs your stomach, trying to distract you from the pain but it’s not helping at all.

tears poke at the corners of your eyes and your bottom lip quivers, you’re not going to be able to hold it for much longer.

you start to sob as you feel the first squirt of piss escape from your bladder. a small, wet spot appears on the front of the frilly, pink lace panties yuta bought you.

yuta finds the whole ordeal laughable. what’s the point in trying to continue to hold it? the only thing that's causing you is more pain. why stay in pain when all you have to do is relax and let it go?

“what are you still trying to hold it for, hm? you need some help?”

it was a rhetorical question and he doesn’t expect a response, he was just giving you a heads up more or less of what’s about to happen.

“just relax for me.” his hand stops rubbing your belly and slides down to your lower stomach, pressing down on your full, aching bladder.

you squeeze your muscles tighter in hopes that it’ll stop you from peeing on yourself, but your bladder is too weak and too full to hold out any longer. it gives way and the floodgates open.

your sobbing intensifies as the stream of piss starts to leave you.

yuta notices you trying to press your legs together so he nudges them open and keeps them spread wide. you quickly come to the realization that there’s no stopping it and you finally relax as you continue to relieve yourself.

yuta brings two fingers to your urethra to feel the warm piss exiting out of your body. it wets the underside of your thighs and ass and your short pink skirt. it also wets yuta’s pants and crotch, making him incredibly hard as it makes it’s way onto the couch before seeping into the cushions.

when the flow finally stops, you’re both wet and the leather couch is soaked and there’s a puddle of piss on the hardwood floor.

dried tears stain your cute little face as you try to calm down and regulate your breathing again. yuta gives you a minute before grabbing your jaw and pressing his lips to yours for a heated kiss. he thanks you for letting him indulge in his kink as he pulls away.

he slips out from under you and you think he’s going to help you to the bathroom to clean up, but he gets on his knees instead and pulls you closer to him by your calves until your core is right in his face.

he licks and sucks at your soiled panties, flicking your clit with his tongue repeatedly in the process. once he’s satisfied, he pulls your panties to the side and goes to town; lapping at your piss covered pussy like it’s a special treat.

#nct smut #nct 127 smut #yuta smut #nakamoto yuta #kpop smut #nct x reader #kpop x black reader #kpop x poc reader #nct scenario #nct hard hours #omorashi #piss kink

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ncityprincess · 3 months

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how yuta would be as a boyfriend

The series continues 🤭 check out the other members in my masterlist!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

-like i said, he is totally a gomez addams type of lover

-and based on astrology, we know scorpios are passionate and intense af

-so best believe this man is going to do any and everything to get you

-he’s not gonna just date anybody

-he has to be completely and utterly consumed by the person he is with

-a once in a lifetime connection

-he would be all about you. mind, body and soul

-he wouldn’t just like you, he would be infatuated by you and borderline obsessed

-without even having a single conversation with you

-he just observes you, and immediately knows he has to have you

-one day, jaehyun invites his girlfriend and her best friend (you) over to an infamous 127 Karaoke Extravaganza

-and immediately yuta knows within the first five minutes of meeting you that he’s gonna make you his

-after hanging out for a few weeks and getting to know you more he takes you off the market so that no one else can have you

-finders keepers losers weepers <3

-he’s not gonna bullshit you

-what you see is what you get

-he’s not going to waste your time or his

-that’s why he wastes no time in making it official

-but anywho, yuta is super attentive and caring as a boyfriend

-you can literally turn your brain off when you’re around him

-he’s going to be your eyes and ears for you

-and yuta already has that “don’t fuck with me” aura about him

-so you will always feel safe and secure around him

-but more than that

-he just makes you feel seen and beautiful

-you never have to question where he stands with you

-will proudly show you off to everyone in his life

-everyone within an 10 mile radius will know you’re with him

-holds your hand, or waist, or the small of your back wherever you go

-and it makes you feel super girly and loved

-now I know we all may automatically think he’d be super possessive over you

-especially if other men try to hit on you

-but for some reason a small part of me thinks he would get an ego boost when other dudes gawk at you

-it gives him a rush of pride, knowing that he has what everyone wants

-he knows you’re fine as shit, and other people should know it too

-but if they get disrespectful with it, things can turn ugly real mf quick so watch out!

-loves to surprise you with outfits for date night

-he has a really good eye for fashion and knows what flatters your body surprisingly well

- he’s alwayssss thinking about you

-what he can do for you, how he can make you happy, what do you need

-he will do things like put gas in your car the night before you leave for work

-clean your room so that you can focus on studying for a test

-draw you a bubble bath and give you a thorough body massage when you tell him you had a rough day

-he can tell what kind of mood you’re in with just one look at you

-he has studied you inside and out

-and secretly hopes that you do the same for him 🥲

-he has a service mindset

-that definitely translates in and out the bedroom ;)

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multifandomslxt · 7 months

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NCT DREAM's F*ckability scale

How likely is it that they'll fuck you based on the following...

Mark

wearing his clothes: If he ain't busy, you're getting fucked dumb so make sure when you're wearing his clothes you or him ain't got shit to do after.

F*ckabilty 8/10 highly likely.

Whispering in his ear: This can go one of two ways. he can tease you back or he can make you finish. It's always fun for him but you could get the shorter end of the stick.

F*ckability 6/10 Likely

Renjun

Complimenting him- Specifically when you're fawning over him. He gets a big head basically. Becomes cocky as shit and wants to live up to your expectations.

F*ckability 7/10 Highly Likely

Doing traditional wifey shit- this involves, cooking for him, doing his laundry, cleaning his room, etc. Treat him well and he treats you even better.

F*ckability 10/10 Will happen

Jaemin

Initiating Skinship- When he does it first it's okay, but when you decide to take the lead?? he's plotting. Proceed with caution because no matter the f*ckability his aim is to get you pregnant.

f*ckability 9.5/10 Extremely Likely

Talking back- It's not because he finds it cute babe lol, it's because he finds it disrespectful. He's gonna wanna straighten you out so yk what that means.

F*ckability 11/10 (can't run from this so shut up please) Will happen

Haechan

being a daring MF - He loves it. Makes him feel like you both could get away with doing bad shit. 100% he's daring you to suck him off in public at least once.

F*ckability 10/10 Will happen

Teasing him - now it's you daring him kinda. He's going to want to prove you wrong and he's also a brat so yk what that means

F*ckability 100/10 YES. IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN

Jeno

squeezing his bicep- beg him to choke you. he'll do it I promise.

F*ckability 9/10 Extremely likely

Making him jealous- could be someone or something. it really doesn't matter just don't get him jealous. y'all probably won't even make it to the bedroom. He's going to wan to "mark" his territory. yes it will be visible.

F*ckability 11/10 Will Happen

Jisung

Allowing him to lead- if he's younger than you and you allow him to take the lead on certain tasks, he's ready to fuck you. You see him as some type of manly man and he likes that. Great ego boost

F*ckability 9/10 Extremely Likely

"Sungie"- Babies. He'll fill you up with them so use that nickname wisely love lol.

F*ckability 10/10 Will happen

Chenle

Trying to make him return gifts he bought you - a bit of a mouthful but pretty self explanatory. It makes him want to give you the world and “more” if you know what I mean.

F*ckability 8/10

Highly likely

Bragging about him to your friends and loved ones- he looovvveeeess to be shown off. My man this. My man that.he’s all for it. Show him off and he’ll definitely want to show you something in return lol.

F*ckability 10000/10

Will Happen (Babe, just start designing the nursery)

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fairyofjaeyun · 11 months

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More sub!idol links please 🙏 (especially ncity ones!)

NCT NSFW LINKS !!

anal training and using a vibrator on xiaojun

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

fingering and milking jeno

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

punishing haechan by rough pegging him with a huge strap

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

jaemin eating you out while you read a book

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

teasing jaehyun’s cock until he’s made a mess in his pants with precum <3

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

playing with doyoung’s vibrating plug while on a date and making him struggle to be quiet

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

spanking johnny over your lap after he’s been a bad boy

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

dressing and tying up hendery in a school girl outfit and making him hump the bed while wearing a buttplug and vibrator

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

mark filming himself fucking into your strapon

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

jaehyun humping the bed to show you how much he misses you

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

yuta sucking and pleasuring your tits while you’re riding him

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

treating renjun like your pretty sex doll

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

milking jungwoo as you hold his leash

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

#delivery {🍣}#sub!nct #sub!nctdream #sub!nct127 #sub!mark #sub!hendery #sub!jaemin #sub!johnny #sub!yuta #sub!jaehyun #sub!renjun #sub!jungwoo #sub!doyoung #sub!jeno #sub!xiaojun #sub!haechan #sub!idol #sub!kpop #nct hard hours

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andysorbit · 2 months

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hard thoughts at 1:27 am fuck it we ballin

Yuta would look you dead in your eyes while he's throttling you missionary and say "I would fucking die for you" and he'd mean that shit

#neoculturecollectives #nct smut #kpop smut #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #yuta smut #nakamoto yuta #kpop smut for black girls #nakamoto yuta smut #nct x black!reader #nct x gender neutral reader #nct x gender neutral!reader #kpop x gender neutral reader #nct x gn!reader #kpop x gn reader

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jistagrams · 9 months

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random messages with nct 127

paring: ot9 x reader

warnings: language, doyoungs msgs as a whole 😭

a/n: also thank u sm for 100 followers <33

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kpopcafeeee · 5 months

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UGH, AS IF!

Pairing: frat boy! jaehyun x fem! Reader

Genre: college au, smut, crack

Warnings: frat boy AND f boy jaehyun! + bitchy popular girl reader!, smut, hair pulling, unprotected sex (y/n is on birth control), cussing LOTS, kissing, degration, ass slapping , doggy style ig 🤔

A/N: this is coming out after do wanna make a movie? Featuring Yuta so y’all better buckle up and hang on tight!!

#nct smut #send requests #nct 127 #nct 127 smut #jaehyun smut #nct jung jaehyun #nct imagines #nct jaehyun #nct x reader #jaehyun #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #johnny suh #yuta nakamoto #jungwoo #haechan #nct kpop #kpop smut #kpopcafeee

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imma-queencard · 10 months

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Who owns you?(part one!)

Pairings: Mafia N.Yuta x female Reader!

→warnings: Humiliation,degradation, Slut shaming, slight violence, Ragging & suggestive.

→characters: N.Yuta(Suzaki Ryo),Reader,Kohei,Tsukasa(Oya High) and others.

→taggings: @sashe-xhelse-blog @elviinwonderland @iraa567 @nuttie-nv-blog @anthropologymajorkpopmultistan @seventhcallisto others whom I couldn’t tag as tumblr hid their acc from mentioning!(sorry!)

P.s: This is based on his role Suzaki Ryo played on High and low the worst X. A quick easy summery. There he played as the right hand of Kohei,the current leader of Senomon high school. Suzaki Ryo,ex leader of Nami high and a third year student who got shifted then into Senomon high school and made everyone obeyed Kohei as their leader. The said to be the puppet of Kohei Amagai.

You always hated Kohei,the current leader of Senomon high. He was such a leader who couldn’t even have his own grip on all the gangs running around in Senomon. He was nothing without his right hand,Nakamoto Yuta. No,the puppet. You hated both. Specially the latter. Why on earth would you let a person commanding you as if you were his slave when you,yourself was far more capable than he already was.

Everyone feared him, the Nakamoto Yuta. The fear of him made people obey Kohei. He was always standing like a shield around Kohei. These two hot yet cold men. Specially Nakamoto Yuta. But it was none of your concern. You were just a first year fresher in Senomon high while residing in a devastated alley of Senomon. You had no time crushing over him like your classmates,friends,neighbours or other girls. You had a younger spoiled brother and a sick grandma at home to worry about. Two mouths to feed alongside yours.

You rolled your eyes seeing Kohei with his puppet, Nakamoto walking their way towards the main gate. You cringed at the sight.

You still remember the very first day of your first year here at Senomon High. All of you were forced to line up in front of this mafia group on the rooftop of this campus. All of you were shaking in fear. All heads down. Kohei stopped in front of you,checking you from head to toe just like he did to the previous girls.

He grabbed your wrist to pull you forward. "What about this chick Nakamoto?Do you like this one?" He asked looking at his friend.

You tried to pull out your wrist out of his grip,"What are you doing! Let go!" Only making Kohei tightening his grip. You winched in pain gritting your teeth at him.

"Wow,this chick speaks, Nakamoto!"

You cried out as he twisted the wrist,"ple-please it hurts! I'm-i'm sorry" You pleaded thinking you might have angered the leader by speaking up. You should have just shut your mouth like the other girls who were slutshamed before you.

"Previous one seemed a slut. You want this one? Or the previous? I dont think you like leftovers,dude" Your ears turned red in embarrassment.

"Or maybe you like leftovers? But you can slut this up behind the close doors,huh? That's more fun!" he laughed. You bit your lip in order to suppress your tears falling out. None ever talked to you like this.

"You're not going to go whoring around like your classmates,bitch?" you flinched in fear. He grabbed your chin making you look at him,

"Will you be a good slut for my friend?" you shut your eyes in anger & embarrassment. You didn't even dare to look at the man named Nakamoto as you already felthim staring at you. Penetrating you down with his stare as if claiming his thing with his own eyes.

"Answer me,slut!"

"ye-yess"

You scoffed hearing two girls whispering to "Nakamoto is so hot!" You looked at the person. He looks the same. Handsome. Just like the first day. Red suited him. Everything suited him..

You were kind of glad that he didn't utter a single word during and after that day. But you always felt a stare haunting you whenever he would pass by. Maybe this was just a delusion of yours. Maybe you were so traumatised with the event that your mind kept making scenarios about this. You looked at the group in awe.

Yeah,It was your chance to confirm your delusion for real.

Your fingers nervously reaching the white silver necklace around your neck when your eyes opted up to look at him. You saw him paused in his track. Few feets away from you. Staring directly into your eyes. You gulped down when he didn't even move his eyes when he got caught red handed. You didn't how long you stared into his cold eyes before looking down in embarrassment. You huffed when he resumed to follow Kohei inside the campus giving you one final look.

This was not your delusion. You were mind was not making up things.

He had his stare for you.

You dropped your pen on the table. Life was already hard. And these studies were making it harder. But at last you finished your studies for today. You felt sleepy. You looked at the wall clock.

2.00 am. Time to sleep.

You tidied your night dress and yawned. You looked at the open windows of your room. You decided to close them before you plopped yourself on the bed. You got up to shut the windows. You reached out to your window but your hand froze. You gasped out loud. Your eyes fixated on the person across the road. What the hell!

Nakamoto Yuta.. standing there.

Leaning against the lamp post opposite to your house. His eyes towards your room. Your fingers instinctively pulling down the hem of your night dress that was already covering you enough. You rushed out downstairs wrapping up a shawl against your upper body to make it more civilised.

"Wha-what are you doing here?" you asked almost whispering while marching towards him. His eyes observed every single of your moves.

"You-you just can't stand here at midnight! I-I live in a society and have reputation to worry unlike you..and-and there are some unannounced rul-" you paused when he just lazily looked away as if you were stuttering some boring lectures.

"Nakamoto.. There. are. some. rules. You just can't stand in front of a-in front of a marriageable woman's house at such hours!" You hissed out looking around. Afraid of any of your neighbour watching you in this situation. Then spreading rumors about you. This side of Senomon was far away from the so called western progression.

You did care about your reputation. Your grandma's reputation. You didn't want to get involved in rumors. Specially with the man standing in front of you.

He tilted his head towards you this time. "Then why you as a marriageable woman just in a night dress standing in front of a profitable bachelor like me in such late hours,huh? Does it count. .."

he trailed taking a step towards you," does it count in the unannounced rules of your society where you live in Y/N?" he spoke huskily looking at you. Your cheeks turned red in embarrassment.

" You-jus-just leave.." You muttered under your breath and rushed inside your house locking the door behind.You let your body leaned against the wooden door. This was the first time this man had ever spoke to you and gave you second hand embarrassment on spot.

You ran in front of the mirror of your room to check your attire. You furrowed looking at your reflection. Your satin night dress reaching below your knee and the shawl covering your blossom perfectly. Though your hair was messy, you looked appropriate.

The audacity of this man!

You walked up to the window slowly to check if he was still standing there. You peeped behind the curtain. He was now leaning his back against the lamp post more while brushing his hair off his forehead. His eyes met your curious ones which were glistening behind the white curtains. You grunted as you got caught.His lips curved upwards in satisfaction when you shut the window with a thump on his face.

A cocky bastard.

It had been hell of two weeks since the Nakamoto Yuta stood in front of your house. This was the first time and hopefully the last time also. He left that night after some time but also snatched your sleeps with him.

"What does he think of himself!" You murmured recalling the event while wiping the counter with the mop. You still couldn’t believe that man had the audacity to say something unwarranted and unwanted thing on your face. In front of your house.

"You still thinking about that red suited hot guy?" the old woman,the owner of the cafe you worked asked sitting on the cash table.

"It's just that.. Had some bad experience with that group and can't tolerate them" You said putting the mop behind the counter. You had been ragged by them. Why would you like them? And who liked them anyway? The old woman was about to say something when the bell chirped in.

You were about to welcome the guest with a smile. You furrowed,"tsukasa?" The blonde handsome man walked up to the counter with a smile,"Hey Y/N..um.." he looked at the menu card and continued, "I'd like to order two cappuccino.. Mind me join there?" he asked out pointing a table in the middle. You looked at your owner for her approval as you were in the middle of your shift.

He saw your hesitation so quickly added," Of course,I'm paying for both and in double..if you excuse her for a moment.." the old woman's eyes beamed hearing the word 'double'.

You were both happy and confused seeing Tsukasa here. You met him last spring at Oya High when you went to a hospital there for your grandma's surgery. He happened to be the right hand and best friend of Fujio,the leader of Oya High. The most powerful house and region. He was so helpful despite his position. He was kind and sweet. Always lending a hand whenever you needed one. That was how your friendship bloomed on a spring day.

"So why are you suddenly out of your cave of Oya high,hm?" You asked putting the two mugs on the table and took your seat across him.

"Things are obviously different now.." he replied taking his mug with a quick 'thanks'.

"I'm actually shocked seeing you here. No offense!" You tried to joke out,eased out yourself.

He smiled," It's just I was passing so decided to stop by.. By the way yo-" you cut him off. You pointed the scar on his forehead, "You again caught into new fight?"

He touched the scar and laughed out casually,"Oh!That? Old fight.. Your senomon pride Nakamoto's doings. He is better than we thought."

Suddenly the bell chirped in again and you both saw Kohei followed by Nakamoto and three other men entering the cafe. Nakamoto's eyes instantly found his way towards you and tsukasa. His gaze stiffened. You cautiously saw them shooing around customers off a table on centre. Cursing them aloud. Then occupying the table as if it was their own from the beginning. You sighed.

That was so of them.

"Are you gonna stop whoring around and take our orders,bitch?" You heard kohei screamed suddenly. You felt tsukasa tensed. You were quick to grab his hand and mumble a 'please?' You didn’t want you and your friend to get insulted in front of all the customers.

You walked up to them holding the notepad tight to your chest. "Your orders?"

"Orders? We thought you were busy whoring around with guys from different regions. Are you done sleeping with all the men from Senomon?" Kohei asked clicking his tongue. You looked around to find the customers gossiping. Some of them are even pointing at you.

You bit the inside of your cheeks,"wha-what would you like to order sir?"

"Regular!" one of the men replied and threw a menu card at you. You nodded and literally rushed to the counter. You decided to stand there until their order arrived. So,you were now a whore.

A whore.

None even objected. So many people but none stood for you. Whom do you even expect to object anyway?

"How long would it take,huh?" one of them asked clapping and whistling.

"Everything takes time,kids." your owner replied pushing up her glass. Not bothered about this situation as she was already used to this.

"Or your chef's also whoring around just like your order?" Another shouted making the whole cafe bursted out laughing. You felt Tsukasa's eyes on you. You forced him a smile. Your eyes wandered at the said group. It's just so easy to insult people here and there for them.. Your eyes glanced at Nakamoto who's jaw was tightened. And his hand grabbing the glass so tight that you feared it might break. His eyes fixed on Tsukasa's back.

This looks bad..

Suddenly a tray arrived at the counter. "Serve this to the couple sitting on table 4." your owner ordered. You nodded.

You took a deep breath and walked to the desired table which was past their table. You almost screamed out when Kohei stepped in front of you out of nowhere. "You fuvking serving every single person of this damn cafe except us! WHO FUVKING OWNS THE SENOMON!? " He screamed. You flinched and didnt know that you were backing from him steps by steps.

"I FUCKING OWN THE WHOLE SENOMON AND EVERY SINGLE PERSON IS GETTING THEIR ORDERS BEFORE US!" one of his men screamed adding fuel to Kohei's anger.

"It-it's coming.." you stuttered closing your eyes..gripping the tray harder in fear.

"You Don't understand, do you? I FUVKING OWN THE WHOLE SENOMON!I OWN THIS CAFE,I OWN YOU AND ALL THOSE SLUTS OUT THERE!I will fuvkinh crush that whole place!" He screamed at top of his lungs and pushed the tray out of your hand. You closed your eyes in humiliation when all the foods scattered all over you. The cafe just became pin dropped silent.

"You fuvking have to pay for this you old witch!" he gritted his teeth pointing his finger at your owner. He pushed you with his shoulder while cursing the old lady. You were already so shaken up to the situation that your leg tripped into the chair behind you as his large frame pushed you,you fell onto the floor on your knees. You cried out in pain. You looked back to see Kohei and his goons threatening your owner before leaving the cafe with some kicks on the door.

You looked at the mess on the floor. You grabbed the tray and started putting the leftovers on it. Why did you have to live in Senomon out of all those places? Couldn't it be Oya High?

Your eyes teared up feeling all the eyes on your helpless frame. You bit your lips when you saw a pair of leather shoe stepped in front of you. You looked up to see Nakamoto Yuta towering you with his long frame. Your eyes found his. You didnt know why you even searched empathy in his eyes. But found none to your dismay. Rather he just kept staring at you with his infamous expressionless eyes while putting his hand into his pocket. As if nothing had happened. As if it was the most regular thing you could see in a cafe. You looked away in disgust.

You started putting the foods on the tray. Did he have more insults to come in your way? Then you saw the leftovers near his right shoe. You scooted but paused expecting him to move aside for creating space for you. But he just started tapping the floor with his right heel feeling your eyes on his shoes.

Your eyes teared up in humiliation. You were literally hovering over his shoes and all he did was tapping the floor rhythmically! You could hear some customers talking shits and whistling at you. That was some jokes to them.

Tsukasa rushed towards you,"Y/N are you alright?" Before you could open your mouth to say it was alright, Nakamoto grabbed Tsuaksa's shoulder to stop him reaching you. Then pulled the blonde towards him by his collar.

"Tsukasa..long time no see.." he said clicking his tongue. Tsukasa just scoffed and was about to say something harsh when Nakamoto beat him on that.

"Do your charity in Oya High not here. Don't make me repeat. Leave." Nakamoto breathed out tracing the scar on Tsukasa's face which he had painted a month ago. Last thing you wanted right now was to get your friend involved into internal feuds of Senomon.

You looked at your friend with pleading eyes. He huffed," I will wait for you outside" The blonde spoke and left before sparing a long glance at the red suited guy.

You sighed in relief when Tsukasa left. But your relief didn’t last long when you heard a customer shouted,"Pick up the food slut. You deserved it!"

You looked pathetic and they enjoyed looking a person like this. That was how they live here after all.

You gave your last look at his shoe hovering over it. But he didn't move just kept staring at you. You sighed. What did you even expect from him? Move aside? At least that was how a human treated another out of courtesy. Did you really deserve this? In front of all the customers?

You took a deep breath. That was your job. There was nothing wrong with that. You kept repeating to yourself and extended your fingers to grab the food. His right shoe kicked the food away in a second when you were about to pick it up. Your lips parted in shock. Your eyes shot towards him in disbelief when you heard him,

"He doesn’t own you. I do"

You were speechless already. Your eyes shot widen when he bend down to your level. He tilted his head to the left and licked his lower lip,

"If you want to whore around babe,don't go seeking help in different regions. You know where to find me."

Your ears turned red in embarrassment hearing his words. And the boos from the customers worsened the situation. You looked away angrily. You had enough. Was it that easy to call you whore here and there. You stood up angrily holding the tray. You put the tray on the nearest table with a thump as he also stood up fixing his red jacket.

"I don't manwhore like you and your fucking leader! I'm anything but a whore,you motherfucker manwhore!" You screamed in one go shaking terribly in anger and didnt waste a minute to walk towards the counter. Making the whole cafe silent than ever had.

You heard him chuckle,". You are my whore butterfly the way I can be yours"

You looked back speechless. Was that man flirting with you in front of all the people? Or insulting you or insulting himself? You were paranoid now. Your eyes wander around to see some customers' eyes went wide just like yours.

If you were shock then,now you wanted the whole earth to swallow you up when he started walking towards you. Unbuttoning his red jacket slowly. Exposing his black v neck shirt showing underneath which was giving glimpse of his pale chest. His few hair strands falling on his wide forehead and the way his lips curved into a smirk... You swallowed the lump in your throat.

"That's fuckinh-public indecency!" You heard a teenage girl exclaimed oggling at his physiques shamelessly.

You took few steps backwards hitting the counter. He stopped few inches before you smirking. He just caged you between him and that damn marble counter. You closed your eyes in embarrassment when he lowered his face to match yours. His lips moved to your right earlobe. His hot breath on your face. You could even smell his cologne from there.

You blushed wild when his lips brushed against your earlobe. You swore your breath got hitched. Your fingers gripped the hem of your dress tight with closed eyes. Praying to God to save yourself from this sinful man. Your heart thumping out loud. Fearing it might bursted out inside your ribcage. He chuckled huskily seeing his effects on you. Then he whispered against your earlobe,

"That's how you rebel,sweetheart.. On your own. but I,Nakamoto Yuta,Do own you."

Author note: Hi! I dont know if it matches up your wait but thanks for reading this whole thing!<3 tumblr deleted my draft a week ago so it took me enough time to write this up again. I was really satisfied with the deleted draft sadly! :3 if you have any idea to share,please reach out to me. I'd love to hear them out and write them up.

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jaemskitty · 3 months

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canalha — na jaemin

notas: isso foi revisado igual minha cara, probabilidade de haver erros muito alta. eu espero que gostem, de qualquer forma 🤍 não pretendia postar mais nada, porém como um bom utt o jaemin não sai da mansão que aluga na minha cabeça, so...

não deixe de ler os avisos!

Tudo pareceu meio cintilante demais quando, sob a luz amarelada do quarto, Jaemin te posicionou sem delicadeza alguma contra a beira da cama, a barriguinha e ventre pressionados bem naquela quina acolchoada e as perninhas pra' fora, apoiada quase na ponta dos pés cobertos pelas meias branquinhas e transparentes do conjunto de lingerie.

Jaemin então se sobressaiu por detrás de seu pequeno e sensível corpo, totalmente ofegante e suadinha assim como ele devido ao orgasmo anterior que teve e ele por te proporcionar o mesmo.

Você mirou tontinha o espelho estrategicamente posicionado na frente da cama de casal e quase choramingou com dengo ao ver o corpo enorme e robusto do Na atrás do caos que o seu próprio estava. Era claro que sabia o que viria. Jaemin sabia o que estava fazendo. Quando ele te botava naquela posição era sempre uma tortura, pois ele ia tão fundo, tão forte, que tocava em locais inimagináveis te fazendo gozar tão rapidinho que chegava a gritar e espernear pedindo arrego, mas também quando ele te botava nessa posição era justamente pra' isso; ele não parava, somente quando gozava profundamente ouvindo seus soluços desconcertados.

Dito e feito. Jaemin também olhou em teus olhos, desgrudando-os de sua bucetinha exposta e punhetando o próprio cacete entre os dedos grandes. Sabia o poder que tinha, e com isso passou os dedos da outra mão entre os próprios cabelos bonitos e suados. Com a língua serpenteando entre os lábios ele sorriu, sorriu de uma forma que te fez pingar no carpete e Jaemin viu isso, ele viu. Colou o peitoral duro como pedra em suas costas lisas e delicadas. Arfou alto com a cabeça do pau roçando ameaçadora em sua entradinha lambuzada.

Empinou chorosa olhando para o homem através do espelho; já estava humilhada mesmo.

— Tá' toda molhada, boneca...— Rouco ele sussurrou, segurando seu queixo com uma mão só e ressaltando a grande diferença de tamanhos. Jaemin era tão forte. — Gosta quando eu te pego assim, não gosta? Diz...— E não houve respostas a não ser você empinando outra vez, desesperada e soluçando. — Responde, cadela nojenta...! — Ele rugiu em seu ouvido sem paciência, e viu em câmera lenta uma gota escorrer na têmpora daquele homem, ao mesmo tempo em que ele se enfiou em seu interior sem pena, gerando um gemido conjunto.

Jaemin estava enterrado em seu fundo, te cutucando inteirinha por dentro da forma mais rude possível, de uma forma que talvez fosse demais pra você; para uma pobre garotinha fogosa aguentar o pai de sua amiga.

Inteirinho ali dentro.

Grande, grosso, forte e profundo.

Como explicar aquela imundície? Não sabia nem mesmo como havia chegado a este ponto. Era uma simples atração pelo mais velho e coisa da sua cabeça jovial, não achou que estaria nesse estado – inúmeras vezes. Não achou que estaria tão longe tantas vezes na cama do divorciado Na Jaemin. Não achou que a pegada dele a faria revirar tanto os olhos a ponto de se perderem. Não achou que molharia o carpete do quarto daquele homem noites à fio. Tudo escondido de sua amiga, é claro. Era uma cadela desprezível, bem como Jaemin mesmo dizia contra sua boquinha as vezes, mas não tinha essa cara lisa de expor a amiga. Cursavam juntas a mesma faculdade e mesmo semestre, carne e unha, não poderia destruir isso por conta de seu tesão fodido no pai da mesma.

— S-senhor Na! — Grunhiu dengosa, dolorida, chutando o nada com os pés e pingando cada vez mais naquele carpete felpudo. — p-por favor...é d-demais...— Disse isso se apertando inteirinha no cacete duro em seu fundo, ouvindo o homem grunhir ao pé do seu ouvido, arrepiada revirou os olhinhos e se perdeu por completo naquela situação; estava uma bagunça e gritou quase inconsciente quando ele forçou-se ainda mais para dentro, puxando os cabelos do centro de sua cabeça despendida e sem força nenhuma de se manter de pé, e por cima de seu corpinho trêmulo ele encarou seu rosto corado, suado e banhado em lágrimas.

— Não respondeu a minha pergunta...Porra, tá' me apertando todo, garota...— E ele não guardou o grunhido ao sugar seu lábio inferior adocicado como se fosse nada, porque sua boquinha estava aberta e sussurrando coisas incompreensíveis. Sentindo-se cheia gritou outra vez quando teve o lábio mordido, soluçando agarrou-se nos braços fortes do Na, arranhando e suplicando misericórdia.

Porra, mas era tão bom e tão doloroso ao mesmo tempo.

Ouviu a gargalhada do homem e outro suspiro liberado contra seu lábio preso nos dentes bonitos do mais velho. Continuava o apertando pois era a única forma que seu corpinho conseguia reagir aquilo, fora os pézinhos buscando algum apoio.

— Responde. Responde e eu solto...— sussurrou entredentes, te mantendo presa naquela mordida.

Ele era um animal. Na Jaemin era selvagem.

Ondulou o quadril devagar e te estimulou naquele ritmo, te mantendo cheinha. Gemeu dengosa, lágrimas escorrendo de seu olhar doce em rumo do mais velho e rebolou contra os suaves movimentos do homem, sabendo que aquilo era um puro mel que anunciava o amargo fel do Na que estava por vir.

A boca formigava, ardia e doía presa entre os dentes de Jaemin.

— E-eu g-gosto senhor Na...Eu g-gosto quando m-me pega desse jeito...E-eu sou uma c-cadela nojenta...— E entre choros e soluços respondeu a maldita pergunta, se apertando inteira ao senti-lo pulsar em seu pequeno interior. Puta merda, ele era tão bom no que fazia. Apertou outra vez os bíceps de Jaemin, e foi quando ele soltou e fodeu sua boquinha com a própria língua que soube que estava fodida.

Os movimentos fortes, certeiros e ininterruptos começaram sem nenhum aviso prévio e todo o seu corpinho balançando contra o colchão foi uma visão surreal até para si mesma naquele espelho; estava claramente recebendo cada pancada forte daquele homem dentro de si, fazendo suas perninhas tremerem devido a intensidade e a superestimulação. Parecia que iria pegar fogo, parecia que iria gozar agora mesmo, outra vez, e que nunca mais àquela sensação orgástica sairia de seu pobre corpo.

Sua fragilidade feminina era totalmente exposta nesse instante, suada, um pouco assanhada e com o laço escorrendo de seu cabelo meio úmido. As meias, coxas e carpetes molhados. Bochechas coradas, boquinha avermelhada e quase babando enquanto flutuava para longe. Seu interior lidando com o pau grosso de Jaemin em um ritmo constante e brutal, pingando e pingando cada vez que ele batia lá. E sentia, podia sentir o tamanho daquele homem em seu ventre, seu pobre ventre pressionado naquela cama kingsize, ressaltando como se esforçava toda para levar o mais velho. Não sabia nem mesmo o que estava clamando, gemendo, só via seu corpinho quase pular pela força do homem praticamente montado em si, lhe comendo, fodendo, destruindo a ti como uma verdadeira cadela.

Era mesmo uma devassa. E ele era tão lindo...Um homem feito e perfeito por cima de ti, aqueles braços que te faziam ver estrelas estavam sendo arranhados por suas delicadas unhas, demonstrando o quanto era uma boa menina; os bíceps contraídos e marcados, fazendo seus dedinhos nem fecharem em torno dos mesmos, suplicando piedade e chamando por ele; mais, mais...Senhor Na, por favor, mais.

E os apertava e arranhava como se sua pobre vida dependesse disso, miudinha debaixo dele e tudo ressaltando que se ele quisesse faria o que bem entendesse com seu corpinho. Porra como amava aqueles braços fortes, e o peitoral suado que as vezes conseguia ver pelo espelho em cada movimento dele, e aqueles cabelos pretos pingando suor, finalizando com o rosto de sobrancelhas perfeitas que demonstravam o prazer absoluto que Na Jaemin sentia ao te comer daquela forma.

Ele se perdia no seu corpo cheio de fragilidade, tocando os locais corretos e aqueles que ele adorava como uma divindade. Adorava te fazer perder tudo, te levar ao próprio limite porque Jaemin era sádico. Ele adorava os gritinhos que você soltava quando batia mais fundo, ou quando pingava e esguichava contra o carpete limpinho do quarto dele. Ele adorava cada pelinho seu que arrepiava quando tocava em sua cintura tomando impulso e fodendo aquela bucetinha impiedosamente, como o ser soberano que ele era.

Um leonino nato. Jaemin te comia como bem entendia e como bem queria.

Agarrou suas bochechas já vermelhinhas e desceu ali uma sequencia de três tapas em seu rostinho de puta sonsa. Jaemin rosnou ao te ouvir choramingar, virando o rostinho pelo impacto e ao te sentir apertar fechou o braço direito em uma chave segura contra seu pescocinho, sorrindo canalha ao te ver desesperar, agarrando o bíceps contraído, chorosa.

Mas é claro que ele sabia o que estava fazendo e sabia também o que aquela merda te causava, porque você era suja, era baixa.

— O quê? Tá' toda apertada aqui embaixo...e quentinha...Puta merda, tá' se molhando inteirinha _____...Tá' gozando? Que vergonhoso, boneca...— Você apenas revirou os olhos com a mistura de toda àquela força, privação de movimentos e diminuição de oxigênio pelos músculos do Na em seu pescoço. Sim, estava gozando. Longe e burra, era assim que se encontrava e o homem sabia disso, confirmando tal coisa ao sentir contrair inteira, não parando de molhar tudinho que estivesse ali embaixo. Jaemin sorriu, e em contraste de seu violento prazer ele beijou seu rostinho vermelho e desesperado, encheu de beijos gemendo contra sua bochecha. — Diz pra mim o que tá' sentindo, diz...? É o meu pau, é? Tá' machucando, tá? Hein?! Sua filha da puta... — Apertou a chave te ouvindo tossir, mas no mesmo instante afroxou, respirando fundo e completamente fora de si enquanto enterrava em seu canalzinho sem pausas. Era muita informação para seu pobre corpo.

As perninhas bambas cederam e se não fosse a cama embaixo de si e a força do Na teria caído no chão com certeza. Apenas grunhidos sofridos e deleitosos eram ouvidos de sua boquinha, suplicando por algo que nem sabia o quê era. Hipersensível do orgasmo avassalador e humilhante por ser pega daquela forma, sem querer contrariar o mais velho naquela altura do campeonato confessou-se com sua boquinha imunda;

— S-sim! O-oh meu Deus, s-sim...sim... eu t-tô gozando S-senhor Na...M-me machuca...P-por favor...por favor...— com os miolos fodidos sua voz morreu a cada 'por favor' proferido e as mãozinhas também cederam, não mais apertando o bíceps do homem que a tinha imobilizado, porque aquilo foi o combustível que um Jaemin insano precisava.

— M-merda...v-vou gozar, boneca...! — Soluçando ouviu o grunhido masculino rente ao ouvido e pelo espelho, com a visão turva, pôde ver os cabelos negros de Na Jaemin bagunçando a cada ultimato que dava em sua bucetinha maltratada.

Ele estava te enchendo, enchendo e enchendo cada vez mais. Com um gemido lânguido ele empurrou profundamente uma ultima vez, o que te fez retesar de leve, e o ouvindo sorrir debochado com isso sentiu a chave ser desfeita e seu pescoço avermelhado ser liberto, bem como ele se retirando de seu interior esticado, moldado para ele.

Deixou o corpo inteiro cair naquela cama, tossindo, sentindo os seus cheiros misturados nos lençóis e com as pernas pendidas para fora assistiu Jaemin com toda sua gloria diante daquele espelho, sorrindo para você como o bom canalha que ele era.

#joy things #smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #hard hours #jaemin smut #jaemin vc me paga #tesao de cinco yutas #era so uma chave do jaemin

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writemekpop · 1 year

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Confession (Part 1) | Jung Jaehyun & Nakamoto Yuta

Pairing: Jaehyun x Reader, Yuta x Reader

Summary: Ever since you became pregnant, Jaehyun won't fuck you. You turn to Yuta for a shoulder to cry on... that becomes something more.

Genre: Husband!Jaehyun, serious angst, suggestive, borderline abusive behaviour from Jae tbh, bad boy college friend!Yuta

Word Count: 1.2k

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 💋

“Jessica! Riya! No, no… Alina!”

Jaehyun shook his head, frowning. “Let’s keep thinking.”

You snuggled deeper under the covers. “But Jae, we only have three months left till the baby comes! We need to think of a name.”

“Hmm… how about Maya?” Jaehyun said.

“Maya Jung…” you paused. “I like it!”

Jaehyun placed a kiss on your forehead and shuffled back to his side of the bed. He picked up his book and started reading.

You watched Jaehyun as he became engrossed in his book. His chestnut brown hair curled handsomely over his forehead, and his biceps bulged under his T shirt. Your stomach fluttered with need.

Jaehyun hadn’t seen you naked since the pregnancy had changed your body, but right now, you couldn’t care less. You hadn’t been together in so long – you’d almost forgotten the feeling of him inside you.

You leant as close as your swollen belly would allow.

“Jaehyun, put your book down. Mama needs you…” you whispered. You trailed your fingers up his arm, over his collarbones, to his soft lips.

Jaehyun pulled your hand away. “Not now, Y/n.”

You sighed. “Come on, baby…” “I said not now,” he snapped.

“You’re never in the mood anymore!” you returned.

Without even looking up from his book, Jaehyun muttered, “Can you fucking understand English? Not. Now.”

Frustration bubbling up, you snatched the book from his hands and chucked it onto the floor.

Jaehyun frowned, but before he could say anything, you smashed your lips onto his and kissed him.

You shuffled closer, and pulled your night dress over your head. The cold air made your nipples stand up.

Jaehyun’s eyes raked over your naked body… and a light shudder of disgust ran through him.

Before your pregnancy, Jaehyun would look at you like you were the Mona Lisa. Everything had changed.

You followed his eyes to a maze of stretch marks that started on your hip and went up to your swollen belly.

“I’m like a tiger,” you said, trying to lighten the mood.

Jaehyun gave you a tight smile.

You crossed your arms. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?”

Jaehyun blinked. “If we have to do this… can we turn off the lights first?”

You frowned, but turned off the lamp anyway.

You pushed the niggling feeling of dread in your stomach down and curled your arms around Jaehyun’s shoulder. Then you kissed him, hard.

You felt Jaehyun’s hands skirt tentatively over your tummy. Disappointingly, he didn’t move his hands any lower.

Jaehyun stayed stiff, unmoving, barely kissing you back.

You were beginning to get impatient. You reached into his lap and slipped your hands inside his boxers. To your surprise, he was completely soft.

You struggled to hide your gasp.

In the ten years you’ve been with Jaehyun – four years of college and six years as husband and wife – he’d never been unable to get an erection.

“Is something… wrong?”

Jaehyun sighed. He moved you off his lap and switched on the light.

“I just can’t get into it. None of the pregnancy books said you’d get all-“

“All what?” you snapped.

Jaehyun bit his lip. “All… bulgy.”

You pulled the sheet over your body, cheeks burning.

Jaehyun wiped the sweat off his brow. “Can we try tomorrow night?”

“We have Yuta’s party,” you mumbled.

“Oh yeah,” Jaehyun said, shifting onto his side. “Well… good night.”

You sniffed. “Night.”

---

The next evening, you and Jaehyun went to Yuta’s house for his annual barbeque, a tradition he’d had since your college days.

Yuta pulled the door open, smirking. His hair was jet black and spiky, and he had a beer in his hand.

“It’s my two favourite people! Get inside!”

Yuta greeted Jaehyun with a fist-bump-come-hug.

When he saw you, his eyes lit up.

Yuta kissed your cheek. “Long time no see, Y/n. Pregnancy suits you.”

You felt a shiver of delight at his comment. But it was quickly squashed when you remembered what Jaehyun said to you last night.

Yuta punched Jaehyun on the shoulder, grinning. “Can’t believe you knocked this one up… you always did have a crush on her, ever since that first lecture.”

Your memories of that time were rose-tinted, like the colour of Jaehyun’s ears when he asked you out a week after college started.

You pushed through the room, which was crowded with people from college, desperate to use the bathroom.

You made it just in time, sighing with relief as you emptied your bladder.

As you were getting up to leave, you heard a voice.

You froze.

The voice was coming from outside the bathroom door.

“Don’t tell anyone what I’m about to tell you, okay?”

It was Jaehyun’s baritone.

“Yeah, man. What’s up?” The other voice had a lilting Japanese accent. Yuta.

“It’s about Y/n.” Jaehyun said. “We’re having some… problems.”

You pressed your ear to the door, heartbeat quickening.

“Nah, it’s nothing man,” Jaehyun said. “I’m just stressed about the baby.”

You sighed in relief. Obviously, Jaehyun wouldn’t complain about your sex problems with someone else! He was a gentleman.

“Are you sure?” Yuta said.

Jaehyun replied, “Well… don’t get me wrong, I love Y/n but – I’m not… attracted to her anymore. She’s so… huge.”

You stifled a gasp.

“Damn, Jae.” Yuta said, chuckling. “Pregnant chicks not your thing?”

“It’s not just the fact that she’s fat. Her skin’s all marked up, and her tits are so saggy. I just can’t… bring myself to have sex with her.”

You felt like the ground had caved in, and you were falling.

“I don’t know what to tell you,” Yuta said, his voice uncharacteristically serious. “Have you tried… talking to her?”

“Man, she’s so eager to get in my pants, I can’t get a word in. Honestly, it’s a turn off to see her so… desperate.”

Your head started to spin and you staggered backwards. Your hand caught the sink just in time, but you knocked soap dish, sending it clattering onto the floor.

“Who’s in there?” Jaehyun yelled.

A fist banged on the door. You saw the bathroom doorknob rattle, and your heart pounded.

Your voice was thick with tears. “It’s me.”

The banging on the door stopped. “Y/n? How long have you – been there?” Jaehyun’s voice rose with each word.

You pulled the door open. Yuta and Jaehyun were staring at you. Yuta shifted awkwardly and Jaehyun looked deathly pale.

to be continued...

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