⇢ Synopsis: They’ve always just been your best friends. But Covid quarantine is making you all way too horny. ⇢ Pairing: Yunho & Mingi x reader ⇢ Genre: smut,fluff. ⇢ Warnings: extremely cute best friends to lovers, mutual pining, love, oral (f receiving), sex without protection, Big Dick Boys, threesome, hand job, fingering, thigh riding, semi-sub Mingi, dom Yunho, sleepy sex, mentions of covid, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cock warming, spitting, pet name “Tiny”, Mingi is “pretty boy”, Yunho fucks her STUPID, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 8.9k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Best friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn, uni!Ateez, frat boy ateez, covid-19 ateez, non-idol au, uni au,
It’s cold outside, and you can’t believe you have to be the one trekking through the weather when they’re the ones with a car. Well, you suppose calling Mingi’s shit hand me down 2001 Honda Civic a “car” is a little too nice. But here you are, walking up the steps to their apartment building, cold, and bundled in a jacket, simply because Yunho declared three weeks ago while drunk that he would no longer ‘lower himself to the level of that shit piece of crap Honda fucking Civic’.
His words had made Mingi cry a little, and you’d had to fight Yunho about it afterwards. He’d won of course, easily pinning you down, but your struggle had been enough to cheer Mingi up. You’d tried at least.
You don’t even have to hit the button to call up to their apartment, the door clicks, signalling the unlock. You bet Mingi’s been watching the street from the window again. You head up to the third floor where Mingi and Yunho have an apartment. Mingi throws the door open before you even knock, a huge grin on his face.
He’s dressed in an oversized light pink crew neck and some grey sweatpants that still have your high school crest on them. You’re wearing your matching ones. Movie night is sacred, and you all have to look the part. His glasses are round, and they show off his dazzling eyes, which always seem to sparkle in wonder at the world around him.
He pulls you into a warm Mingi hug, lifting you off the ground to bring you inside. His shirt smells like lavender, and you’re shocked the two of them have finally started using the detergent Mingi’s mom had dropped off months ago when he’d first moved. The lavender is nice, and it makes you smile as you burry your face against the soft fabric, breathing in the warmth and aura of your best friend.
“You’re cold!” Mingi says when he lets you go, looking at you with wide eyes.
“It’s cold outside.” you note.
“Itlooks cold.” Mingi agrees, nodding and his lip pouting out a little in sympathy. He hates being cold, and is always bundled up in more than is evernecessary.
Warnings: profanities, masturbating for the first time, handjob, clit play, fingering.
You took a bite of your sandwich, listening to your bestfriend talk to you and your friends about her first time with her boyfriend.
“I swear, nothing feels better than that,” your bestfriend stated, taking a sip of her mango juice. “I can do it over and over again.”
Miri laughed. “I told you you’d enjoy it! Now it’s Y/N’s turn!”
You nearly choked on your sandwich. “W-What?!”
“Y/N, I’m pretty sure you imagine Choi San fucking you until you see—”
“Shh!” you put your palm over her mouth. “We’re in public! His crazy fans might hear you!”
A few months ago, you developed a crush on one of your school’s badboys, Choi San, after he suddenly became interested in you after being partnered for an assignment. Initially, you thought he just wanted to get into your pants, but after five months of knowing him, you knew he genuinely cared about you. You couldn’t deny that you liked the boy and of course you’ve thought about dating him, but you didn’t know how he truly felt about you.
“I’ve seen the way you look at San,” your bestfriend said with a smirk. “Not the lovey-dovey look, although I’ve seen that too, but I’m talking about the I-want-you-to-dick-me-down look.” Your cheeks instantly turned a bright pink; were you really that obvious? Well, it’s not your fault San looks irresistible. The man’s a whole Greek God in your eyes.
“You should make a move on him, Y/N,” Yeonhee said.
“Yeah, get some dick,” Miri agreed.
“Guys, you’re supposed to encourage me to study, not to have sex!” you said, finishing the remaining of your sandwich. “Besides, how will I let someone else do things to me when I’ve never done anything to myself?” Sure, you’ve made out before with your ex, but there was very minimal touching over the clothes and some tongue. You never went further than that.
“Then start with yourself, genius. Explore your body and get familiar with it,” your bestfriend stated nonchalantly. “I have the perfect advice for you. Trust me, you’ll love the experience once you start exploring yourself and it’ll be even better when someone else does it for you.”
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“Hey, mom? Do we have coconut oil?” you asked, entering her bedroom. “My lips are really chapped,” you lied, knowing your mother would definitely fall for it.
“Yeah, it’s in the kitchen in the third cabinet,” she answered. “It’s good that you’re finally using something natural and not those chemical filled products.” Oh, if only she knew. “Coconut oil is very safe and has a lot of benefits.”
“Mhmm, yeah.”
You wished your mother goodnight before you made your way to the kitchen, filling a tiny container with the oil. You couldn’t buy sexual lube at the moment and you didn’t want to wait, so this was your only option.
You went to your room, placing the tiny container on your bedside table while waiting for your parents to fall asleep. Once you were sure they were asleep, you locked your bedroom door.
You took off your clothes and lied down on your back, remembering all the advice your friends gave you.
You coated your fingers with the coconut oil before pressing it to your clit. You gently rubbed your nub in an up-and-down motion, closing your eyes while you thought of San hovering over you, imagining that your fingers were his. Your free hand moved to cup one of your breasts, giving it a gently squeeze. You could feel the heat at your hole, dripping with your essence while you increased the pace, rubbing your clit faster, imagining San slamming his cock in and out of you.
“San!” you moaned loudly, fingers moving faster on your clit; you were glad your parents’ room was downstairs and on the other side of the house. Your back arched and your jaw dropped when you felt your clit become sensitive; it felt so so good. You kept rubbing at your nub until your legs shook and your clit was overstimulated. Was that it? Did you cum? You didn’t even know. You assumed you didn’t based on what your friends described an orgasm as.
You tried to rub yourself again, but your clit was too sensitive to handle it. You slowly sat up, putting your panties back on, feeling a little disappointed that you didn’t orgasm. Oh well, you can always try again next time.
The sound of someone clearing their throat made you jump and you cover yourself with your blanket.
“San?!”
San was inside your room, leaning against your open balcony door, staring at you with a smirk on his face. He was dressed in ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, and yet, he looked absolutely divine.
San has come into your room a bunch of times, but you certainly weren’t expecting him today. He always calls you before coming over, so you wondered why he didn’t do that this time.
“I’m sorry for interrupting your… session,” he said, although he didn’t seem sorry at all. “I would’ve stayed outside, but it’s really cold, and as you can see, I’m not wearing warm clothes.”
You didn’t really know what to say. “Uh, when did you get here?"
"A minute or two before you moaned my name,” he muttered with a smirk, making you pull the blanket up to cover your flushed face. So he saw pretty much everything?
San chuckled, moving to sit beside you on your bed. “Don’t feel shy or embarrassed, Y/N,” he pulled the blanket down to your neck to reveal your face. “I always think of you whenever I need to get off.” You involuntarily let out a small whimper, feeling your sensitive clit throb at his words.
You sat up straight, letting the blanket fall to your waist, revealing your bare upper body. You noticed San gulp while his eyes took in the sight of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you leaned in, gently kissing his jawline. San smiled, his hands moving to your bare waist, making you gasp at the feeling of his cold hands on your heated body.
Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. You had imagined how it would feel to kiss San several times before, but this was a whole lot better.
Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his lap. San smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, San sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.
“Can I touch you?” he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.
“Yes, please…”
San’s hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.
“You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to do this to you,” he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. “Every time I came to your room, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you… to touch you…” his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.
“Fuck, please touch me,” you begged.
San slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too oversensitive again, stopping him from touching you.
“I… it’s very sensitive from what I was… doing before. It was my first time, so I don’t think I can handle more,” you mumbled, cheeks heating up. That’s when San noticed the tiny container of coconut oil on your bedside table.
“Oh, you masturbated for the first time today?” he asked. You nodded, a little embarrassed.
“And you were thinking of me while you did it? Fuck, that’s so hot,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. “Since you’re overstimulated, I won’t touch you there. But I can finger you, if and only if that’s okay with you.”
You nodded. “It won’t hurt, right?”
“From what I’ve heard, it most likely won’t. I’ll be as gentle as possible.”
“Okay… then finger me, please.”
San kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn’t want to just shove his fingers up immediately. “Just relax, baby,” he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.
When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. “Does it hurt?” he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. “Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?”
“It stings a little, but it’s tolerable,” you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.
San slowly started pumping his finger in you, trying to be as gentle as possible; the stingy feeling was starting to fade away and you let him know that. He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. “Found it,” he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot.
“S-San…” you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. “San, I think I'm—”
“Let it go,” he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. “Cum for me, baby.” His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. “So fucking sweet.”
You pulled San into a kiss, tasting yourself, feeling really happy and relaxed. You felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh, and you instantly pulled away. “Let me help you now.”
San pecked your lips. “It’s fine, Y/N. This is all new to you so I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or something.”
“I’ll be happy knowing that you’re satisfied too,” you said, running a hand through his hair. “But you’ll have to show me how cause I’ve never done this before.”
He chuckled cutely, kissing you softly before he sat against the headboard. “Grab the oil, baby. Pour some onto your palm,” he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs. You did as he said while watching him unzip his jeans, taking it off along with his briefs, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower stomach, the tip leaking with precum. Your eyes roamed all over his naked body; you always thought San looked extremely handsome, but now he looked even better.
“Touch me, Y/N,” he said with a smile, grabbing your attention. “You just have to touch me like this,” he showed you how to do it and gave you a few tips.
“Okay…”
You gently wrapped your oily hand around his length, earning a slight hiss from him. You moved your hand up and down his length just like he showed you, lubricating it with the oil. You twisted your hand slightly, moving closer to his tip. “Fuck,” he muttered when you swiped your finger along his slit; you mentally noted that he liked it. Your hand moved back down and you added a little pressure, slowly jerking him off. “You’re doing so well, baby,” he moaned, staring at you with hooded eyes, lower lip caught in between his teeth. You increased the pace, making him buck his hips up. “Keep going, doll… I’m so close.” You moved your hands faster, earning a loud groan from San while he orgasmed, his cum shooting onto his stomach and some spilling onto your hand. You stroke him for a few more seconds before removing your hand.
San pulled you into a quick kiss. “That was amazing, Y/N. You did so well.”
“T-Thanks…” you blushed. “I’m glad you liked it.”
“I loved it,” he pecked your lips. “Let’s clean up, hmm?” You nodded, and the two of you made your way to your bathroom.
San told you about his day while you both washed up. After you both got dressed, you cuddled on your bed, resting your head on his chest.
“Oh, by the way… I actually came here to tell you something,” San said, intertwining your hand with his.
“Tell me what?” you questioned sleepily; you could hear his heartbeat speed up.
San took a deep breath, feeling quite nervous. “I… I like you, Y/N,” he confessed. “I’ve liked you ever since we worked on that assignment together. My feelings just keep getting stronger, so I just had to let you know today.”
You moved so that you could see his face that was filled with hope and anxiety because he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way even after what you both did minutes ago.
You reached up to cup his cheek, hand moving down to run along his sharp jawline. You brought his face closer to yours, capturing his lips in a soft, slow kiss, instantly making his tense body relax. You pulled away slightly to say, “I like you too, Sannie.”
San smiled wide, his dimples showing. He pulled you into a kiss even though he wasn’t able to stop smiling.
He pulled away to look at you, his hand gently running through your hair. “Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tomorrow?”
You nodded with a smile, pecking his cheek. “Gladly.”
genre: black cat familiar! san x witch!reader, sort of of angst?, suggestive, overprotective san
warnings: drunk man harasses reader, implied smut, blood (nothing super gorey)
a/n: this is the most spiciest thing ive ever written and it’s not even that hot lmfao also pls lmk if i missed any warnings!
the moon shone brightly in the starry night sky as you wiped off blood from your familiar’s face in your old pick up truck.
“san, how many times have i told you to not get into fights for me?” you scold as you dab an alcohol pad on his face.
a hiss erupted from your familiar, “too many times.”
“then why do you still do it?” one of your hands holds san’s chin between your fingers as you tilt his head to examine for more cuts.
“he kept touching you, miss.” he answered, the same firey glint in his eyes still there. “he would’ve kept doing that to other women or you, if i didn’t come in.”
“i had the situation under control san.”
you opened another band aid to place on his cheek, your mind drifting back to what happened a few moments ago.
