Cuddling with S.Coups

Pretty much suggestive ‍♀️‍♀️

• cheol is the type to be the big spoon but today he decided to be spooned by you
• Just imagine this grown ass man snuggling in the crook of your neck while you’re scrolling instagram
• He’d be so pissed and grope anything within his reach to get your attention
• “Enough with your phone, it’s late” dominantly he pulled your hand down
• You knew he’s annoyed that you’re not being attentive toward him but it was fun to see him like this once in a while
• You made a noise like “aww” while pinching his cheek which caught him off-guard
• He shifted from his position, turned off the lamp and returned to your arms
• “You’re so big! My arms hurt,”
• His eyes went wide and his cheeks puffed in the dark “No way! You never complained before,”
• “Now I’m complaining,” you retorted, trying to push off his head. You almost laughed out loud when seungcheol was acting like a dog who adores its owner
• You gave up finally
• He’d be giggling over your failure and found his most comfortable spot on your body
• “Did you use the lotion i bought you?” You sniffed his hands that were wrapping loosely around your neck
• You recalled that he didn’t like applying lotion to sleep because he won’t get to smell your scent
• He nodded slowly and grinned. You could feel his lips smooching your chin and it tickled
• “Didn’t you oppose against it before?” He liked to be stroked in his hair so you did the favour
• His reply was more like a seduction in your ear
• “I changed my mind” he breathed “they said women turn on when their significant others smell nice”
• And you weren’t going to let him ride the night
• “I guess you’re in the right server”
• He froze
• “We run out of the thing. Should i go buy now?” He sat up and switched on the light back
• His eyes were dripping with lust and it made you laugh
• “Shit i guess you need to hold it in for awhile-”
• You’re not ready to tell him that there’s a bun in the oven so you have to turn down his suggestion tonight
• “Let’s just cuddle tonight,” you winked and tugged at his hand
• “This is very much not like you,” with a doubtful expression, he eventually lied.
• Silent
• “Are you serious you don’t want to make love right now?”
• “Yes,”
• 
  
• 
  
• “I swear I’m harder”
• Maybe you should learn to constrain cuz it’d be a long waiting time till then
• “Go take a shower,”

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Member: Mingyu (Seventeen)
Requested by: Anon
Genre: Smut
Where you tease Mingyu in public

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“Do you want to go there!” Mingyu yells at you excitedly like a little kid who just woke up on Christmas morning. You release a small chuckle when you see that he is pointing at an ice cream cart. “Only because you’re adorable” you say, standing on the tips of your toes so that you could pinch his cheek. Mingyu dragged you by your hand towards the small ice cream cart making you smile at the ridiculous dork you fell in love with. “Two vanilla ice creams please” Mingyu says in his charming voice to the young lady behind the cart. “That’ll be $4” The girl says with a warm smile as I reach into my pockets for money. I hand her the money and thank her as Mingyu takes the ice creams. “Do you mind if I take one of these?” Mingyu asks referring to one of the booklets that included all of the various flavours. This guy. “No, not at all” The girl says happily making Mingyu smile and take a booklet, turning around to walk off. The pair of us sit on a park bench, our ice creams in hand as we enjoy the summer day in silence. That is until Mingyu spills ice cream down his chin. You couldn’t help yourself as you leaned over towards him and cleaned it up for him using your mouth. His eyes widen at your sudden action, his body shifting into a different position in an attempt to hide his growing hard on in his pants. “Why did you do that (y/n), you’re killing me you know” he says in a whisper shout voice as people walk past. You smirk, deciding to play innocent on the poor boy. “Do what?” You reply and bat your eyes at him, your hand moving to his pants. Mingyu quickly takes the ice cream booklet from earlier and covers my actions with it from the public. My hand begins to palm his dick through his clothes as he tries to stiffen his posture. My hand begins to move faster and harder on him, Mingyu trying his hardest not to pull his head back and drag your name out in a massive moan. “(Y/N) Please” Mingyu begs. “Stop teasing” You snap your hand away and steal a quick kiss on his lips. “Fine by me” you say as you move back to your spot. “But of course we can carry on back home” Mingyu says, flashing a wink at you as he takes his hand in yours again.

A couple of requesters are asking to write about a specific colour/race and I’d just like to put out there that I don’t write about a specific colour. For example, I dont say specifically I will be writing about a white person, black person, Asian etc. I do this so that the story can relate to anyone who reads and not just of a specific colour or race. I will still take your request but I will not state the race ^.^ Thank you and I hope you understand. And also, I’m writing a Topp dogg smut right now so be prepared;)

Member: Wonwoo (Seventeen)
Genre: Smut
Requested by: Two anons mixed together. Two requests are similar, so here they are mixed together (Hope that doesn’t bother you two anons ^_^ )

When you share a bed one night with your best friend, but he has a bit of a problem.

“Um, (Y/N)” Wonwoo awkwardly says to me whilst scratching the back of his neck. “Theres a bit of a problem” he says looking into the hotel room as I walk towards him dragging a suitcase behind me. “What do you mean theres a probl-” I cut myself from finishing the sentence when my head pops inside as I notice there is one double bed. We both walk inside and exchange awkward glances. “I’ll take the floor” Wonwoo says to me and I nod in disagreement. “It’s okay, you’ve known me since I was only a toddler so I don’t mind you being in the same bed as me” I say and give a small smile to him which he returns. Wonwoo disappears into the bathroom to slip into his pyjamas while I do the same in the room. Since it was summer, I was only in a loose singlet and small pyjama shorts that reached just underneath my butt. Soon after, Wonwoo came out of the bathroom only wearing a different pair of boxers and I couldn’t help but look at his toned body. I climb into the right side of the bed, Wonwoo sliding into the left. “Goodnight (Y/N)” Wonwoo says before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep. “Night” I say to him, my own eyes fluttering shut. During my sleep, I heard small whimpers coming from beside me but I ignored it thinking it was just me hearing things. The thing that woke me up was when I heard the bathroom door slam shut. “Fuck..” I heard Wonwoo whisper after the loud noise was created. The door lock clicked, making my curiosity grow as I slowly got out of bed and tip toed my way to the bathroom. Thats when I heard the small whimpers again. My hand slammed to my mouth in shock as I realised what Wonwoo was doing in there. Quiet groans were silently heard through the door, but my mouth opened in shock when he dragged my name out in one long moan. My hands dropped to lightly knock on the door. “Wonwoo? Are you in there?” I ask, pretending I didn’t hear anything. Wonwoo quietly whispered a curse word as I heard shuffling around the bathroom until the door clicked open, greeting me with a red faces Wonwoo with messy bed hair. “Is anything wrong?” I ask, walking in to look at myself in the mirror, Wonwoo eyeing me through it. “I uh- nothing no. Nothings wrong” He says, trying to cover his hard on without me noticing. “What’s that you got in your pants” you say with a smile on your face to annoy him. “Shut up (Y/N), this is all your fault” He says as his eyes go wide after realising what he had said, as do mine. “You going around in those shorts, sleeping next to me caused me to have a hot dream about you where I basically fucked you but I woke up halfway through with this problem in my pants” he says sighing, me still shocked with his honesty. “Just go back to sleep (Y/N), I’ll just do my business and then join you” He mumbles, me staying firm in my spot. “I want to help you” I say as his eyes goes wide again. I move towards him, pulling his boxers down and letting his hard on spring out. “Are you sure, I don’t want this to make things awkward between us” He says, nervousness evident in his voice. “Shut up you idiot” I say before putting my mouth to the tip of his cock, his hands instantly reaching for my hair as I begin to bob my head back and forth. “Oh my god” He says as he looks down at me with lust filled eyes. Moans from Wonwoo filled the bathroom, him trying not to buck his hips into me from the pleasure he was receiving from my mouth. Before Wonwoo was able to even cum, he pulled me off of him. “What are you doing?” I asked as he picked me up and placed me on the bathroom sink. “Can I please fuck you?” he asks in between small pants with desperation. I nod to him, as he wastes no time in pulling my shorts down and quickly inserting his dick inside of me. Wonwoo didn’t give me time to adjust and instantly made rough thrusts, me rolling my hips in time with his to increase the pleasure in both of us. His hand grasped the back of my head once again digging into my hair, the other holding onto my hip for more support incase I fell off the sink as he went deeper inside of me. My body felt weaker the more Wonwoo fucked me, the pleasure taking over me. Moans released from my mouth spilled throughout the bathroom to the point where I was sure the rooms down the hall could hear. Wonwoo kissed the crook of my neck as he continued to make deep thrusts, leaving small purple bruises for everyone to see the next day. I felt the feeling pool in my lower stomach as I was close to cumming around Wonwoo. “Wonwoo, im gonna cum” I say in high pitched moans. His face moves from my neck to my ear. “Fuck- cum for me baby girl” He whispers making my walls clench around his cock, me cumming on him. Soon after, Wonwoo pulls out and cums on my stomach as he loudly groans. The pair of us panting, he picks me up from the sink and brings me back to the bed. “Hey (Y/N).. Lets share a bed again”

Hi there! Im a new smut blog and I will be writing about Kpop groups that are requested! Although I do have a rule ;-;

I will not be writing about anyone who is under the age of 18. I will only write about members who are 18+ as it is illegal in my country for people under the age of 18 to do so and you get the picture.

So, send in some requests! (I will not post the actual request from you guys to blog until anon is turned on so don’t worry about that)

Member: Wonwoo

Genre: Fluff??

Warning: Make out session

Hi can you do smut of wonwoo wherein he is an attractive nerdy guy and a hot girl is interested in him so they make out but wonwoo is shy and innocent so the girl takes the lead heh btw i really love your blog

thank you!!! This is like perfect for wonwoo tho istg

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You were at a house party one of the stupid kids, Seungkwan’s, house for a huge party everyone was talking about. Though you had popularity, the only reason you wanted to come was because of the new kid, aka cute nerd aka smart hottie, Wonwoo.

He’s apparently cousins with Hoshi and got into their big friendship group of buffoons, except he’s extremely smart and exceptionally nice. He’s just perfect. “Who’s up for some sevan minutes in heavannn?” Vernon slurred as if he was drunk, which he kind of was, but not really, Half of the people in the house gathered up in a circle, and you and your friend decided why not? You might get lucky.

Everyone was supposed to put a small object in a box before sitting in a circle, and you put your earring in before sitting next to your friend. Then, you guys all had to write your name on paper and put in a hat. “Okay peeps! Whos gonna be first?” Hoshi used his hand to mix the names in the hat and picked up a piece of ripped paper. “Y/N.”

Speak of the devil.

You got up and walked to the box of things, closed your eyes and wished yourself luck. You fished around, feeling things sharp, blunt, rough, and more until you felt something like a polished stick, which turned out to be a pencil. “uh-uh I.” The shy kid, Daniel, stuttered and then ran out of the room.

You heard a few snickers after the incident, and Seungcheol told you to go again. This time you picked up something made of thin wire, to open your eyes and see circle rim glasses. “Those are mine…” You followed the path of the voice to see the tall, dark haired figure of Jeon Wonwoo.

Your heart skipped a beat when you found out it was him, and it was out of severe nervousness. Your started to fidget with your fingers, playing with the rings on them. You were known as a fearless girl, but youve never even seen yourself this nervous.

You were led into an empty closet by Jun, and before he left he snickered “Have fun Woo.” which resulted in Jun being pushed out. “7 minutes start now!” he yelled before disappearing down the hallway. Uncomfortable silence took over the closet, and you continued to fidget with your fingers. It took you a minute to build up the courage to even speak to him, since your mind was racing from how unbelievable this was.

“Uh, is it okay if I?” You stuttered, not wanting to sound stupid but miserably failing. “Sure, I guess.” he replied softly. You slowly made your way to him before meeting your lips with his, butterflies and fireworks sparking uncontrollably in your stomach. If it was possible, you could have exploded by how much there was.

You were kissing him, but sadly he didnt return the favor. He just stood there, and it felt like you were kissing a statue instead of a human. You quickly broke away, not wanting it to get any more awkward since he obviously doesn’t like you back. “You know what, im terribly sorry i shouldn’t even have asked.” You apologized looking down at your shoes that were reflecting the light from the small night light that was lit inside the room.

“Thats not it, seriously.” He chocked out which surprised you. You looked up at him with a confused expression. “What?” “I mean.” He sighed. “I- I like you a lot, but i’ve never done that with someone.” You didnt say anything as he looked away, you just smiled. “Here.” you directed, placing his hands to hold your waist. “Its really easy. Just follow what im doing.” 

“Okay then..” He gulped as you placed your hands on his neck. He slowly lowered in to reach your height, and then both of your lips met again, and this time better than before. Wonwoo was getting the hang of it as you lead him, sparks of ecstasy flying out from you two. The butterflies were gone since now all you were focused on was him.

For a beginner, Wonwoo made you feel something youve never felt from someone else. You couldnt explain what it was, but they way it felt was amazing. “Alright i was standing here for an additional 30 seconds, times up you two.” Jun informed. You released while smiling at him, and as you two walked out, you stuck your tongue out at him.

“We’re not playing anymore.” Wonwoo announced while holding your hand before leading you upstairs. “Whys that, hmm?” you asked him with a smirk on your face. “I want you to teach me something else.”

Wonwoo boyfriend material

Wonwoo’s hands

Mingyu - Boyfriend material

contains: sub!cheol overstimulating himself bc u haven’t came in both a punishy pleasure way, afab!reader, he cries. creampies. degradation.

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“this is why you should have listened to my instructions,” you push out, despite seungcheol’s pace. “couldn’t hold out your shot and now you’re making a fucking mess.”

“ngh-’m sorry, y/n-” he cries, his thrusts only going faster. “can you please cum? it hurts so bad, i can’t cum anymore…”

“that’s not my fault, is it?” you push him backwards, causing him to pull out. you feel a bit awkward, slightly filthy, as you feel his cum gush out of you, but it’s quickly remedied by the fact that you begin to ride him instead. “i’m keeping you here until you say the safeword or until i cum, because i deserve it, don’t i?”

he doesn’t respond, tears flowing from his eyes as his head rolls back. you slap his right cheek to open them.

“eyes open, cheol. and get your fingers on my clit. do you really think your cock alone is enough to make me cum?” you scoff. “stupid and selfish. should i show you how to make me cum or hold off until you figure it out for yourself?”

captivating - kim mingyu

mingyu x fem!reader

warnings: this is suggestive, like idk what warnings to put but it’s also sickeningly sweet

mingyu doesn’t know how long he’s been staring at you for, he’s been here a while since he turned up early at your house to pick you up for your date that you weren’t quite ready for.

you prompted him to keep himself busy while you quickly put your makeup on and make yourself a bit more presentable, sure you were slightly embarrassed after the gorgeous man you had started seeing showed up at your door while you were half ready. however it would’ve been rude to make him wait outside, so mingyu takes the opportunity to wait on your bed patiently, making the odd conversation here and there.

he watches you open the lid to your lipstick, twisting the bottom to get the colour to peek out the edge of the packaging. mingyu was never all too fussed with the makeup stuff, though he must admit it was quite endearing to watch what you do.

watching you finish applying the colour onto your lips, he tilts his head slightly as he sees your eyes scan over your own face in the reflection of your mirror before running your fingers through your own hair. you were too gorgeous for your own good, he can’t help but to be captivated by you.

“what are you staring at?” you giggle looking at him through the mirror, he’s sat relaxed on your bed and seeing him to comfortable in your home makes your heart jump a little bit. you noticed him looking at you the whole time even though you tried to ignore it so you didn’t make a complete fool out of yourself.

“you.” his answer was short and simple but it was truthful, you were expecting him to give you a teasing comment back, he was quite the funny one when he wanted to be. something different seemed to be in the air today, it wasn’t filled with tension but you definitely felt warm.

“oh be quiet.” you giggle shyly before throwing all of the makeup items you had used into your bag trying to ignore how you could still see his eyes burning holes into you back. mingyu wasn’t shy, you knew that from your very first date when he grabbed your hand and kissed it before saying you were one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen.

he didn’t need to always say words to make you feel all warm inside, sometimes the way he was lean across the table and listen intently to whatever you said was enough to get you blushing. he was attentive, and such a good listener making sure to catch every word that comes out of your pretty lips.

this was the first time either one of you have seen each other outside of a date setting, you had no intention of him seeing the inside of your place any time soon, you had only been on four dates. part of you is relieved that he followed you straight to your bedroom as that is the only place that is somewhat tidy.

after trying to clean your dresser as best you could, you push your chair back and stand up. you’re about to ask your date if he’s ready to leave but he’s sat with his legs spread, arms on either side of his body were resting on the bed behind him and the words get stuck in your throat.

“can you come here?” he asks you politely, so you obey nervously. waking across the short distance you’re about to sit on the space next to him on the bed. mingyu had other plans, when he softly places his hand on your thigh, pulling you over so that you were sat on his lap.

you breath hitches when the smell of his cologne invades all of your senses, his warm hands on your bare thighs causes the hairs on the back of your neck to stand up. your dress rides up from the position you’re sat in but you can’t bring yourself to care when his face is millimetres from yours.

you want to speak, but your mouth is unable to open, the tension in the air suddenly became so thick you were sure that was what was gluing your mouth shut. mingyu had always been a gentleman, after your first two dates he would kiss your cheek after promising you he would call you when he got home, always keeping his promise.

although on the last date you both went on, as you both stood outside the restaurant about to part from each other he can’t seem to just let you go so easily. he asked you ever so politely if he could kiss you, to which you only nodded your head.

it was soft, so gentle the way he held your face in his much larger hands. it wasn’t long, only a small kiss but it was one where you struggled to let him go afterwards, wanting to pull him back in and kiss those pretty lips again. however he was pulling back, trying to be a gentleman and respecting your space after you just told him you grew nervous easily.

“you look so pretty.” he had his one hand placed on your thigh and his other hand brushing your hair out of your face before letting his fingertips stroke down your face. his hands were warm and you were scared you were going to do something embarrassing “such a pretty girl”

“so are you.” you blurted out before you could stop yourself, clearly embarrassed from your comment, you had no idea why you said that, you were so stupid. mingyu laughs slightly and it eases your nerves when he places both hands on your hips and looks at you with a soft smile.

“can i kiss you?” he asks you, once again being so polite and you can’t help but get scared again. you were sure this kiss wasn’t going to be a quick one like you got from the last date and you didn’t want to make a fool out of yourself by doing something wrong.

“..but my lipstick.” you laugh slightly and you see him tilt his head to the side, eyes narrowing slightly trying to read your mind. you were sat on his lap, hands resting on his shoulders, not caring about his wandering hands and get you still don’t want to kiss him?

“please don’t deny me from kissing you.” there was something about the way he said it that made you instantly fall under the spell of his gaze, letting your lips find his. he was gentle and sweet, kissing you lightly while his hands stayed in the firm position on your hips. he had no intention of keeping this going, not wanting to make you uncomfortable, but when you grind your hips against him, it almost beats away at the gentleman imagine he has going on.

he pulls away from you and you’re worried that you have done something wrong or made him uncomfortable so you let a string of apologies leave your lips as your face becomes flushed. about to pull yourself from his lap but his hands tighten against you and you’re stuck in place.

“why are you apologising?” he asks you genuinely confused, you only grow more embarrassed at thought of having to explain yourself to him.

“i took it too far.” you mumble, referring to pushing against him but the smile on his lips makes you both infuriated and turned on at the same time.

“in my opinion…” he starts off eyes quickly flickering to your chest, before your lips, then to your eyes “…you haven’t taken it far enough.” and with that he’s kissing you again, but with more urgency this time, finally letting his hands touch all over your body and now he’s the one pushing you against his crotch.

when a small gasp leaves his lips from the feeling you lose all sense of self control.

maybe your dinner reservations will have to wait a while.

SEVENTEEN REACT TO: TIGHT CLOTHING

request: oooh hiiii!! i’m so happy to see you back!!! i would like to request seventeen reacting to their gf wearing tight clothes after only wearing baggy clothes for a long time, can be sfw or nsfw, whichever inspires you! :D

warnings: it’s not that nsfw… but it’s definitely spicy soooo this is me warning you

requests: they’re open but i’m really slow right now so bare with me.

…JEONGHAN: his initial thought is to just stare without a care in the world. he would literally stop mid sentence and you could watch his eyes rake up and down your body, you’d probably have to click your fingers to get him back to reality. he would definitely show you how much he appreciated your body though physically touching you and kissing you, making you feel all pretty and such

…JOSHUA: he would notice straight away but he wouldn’t want to point it out in case you’d suddenly shy away and never wear clothes like that again because the last thing he wants is to make you feel uncomfortable. soon he would tell you how great you looked with a subtle blush across his cheeks that would go unnoticed if it wasn’t for the way he kept staring at you.

…WOOZI: whatever you wear this man will find you incredibly hot anyways, baggy clothes will not stop him from checking you out all the time. tight clothes only means that he’ll definitely have an arm wrapped around your waist more often because now he knows other people will check you out too, he definitely likes what he sees.

…SEOKMIN: number one hype man, the second he sees something tight on you hes whistling and asking you to give him a spin with a grin on his face. he knows that you have a gorgeous body and he loves when you feel confident to wear something tight so he’s dedicated to making you feel like the hottest mf on earth.

…SEUNGKWAN: person hypeman also, showering you in compliments but it’s nothing new because he always shows you affection no matter what you wear. eyes glued to your figure and growing shy whenever you smirk at him or call him out for it, but says you cant blame him

…JUN: constant smirks and hand always brushing your waist when he so calls has to get past even though you both know he didn’t need to touch you to do that, but the shy smile on your lips is encouragement to keep going before soon enough he’s pressing against you telling you how great you look.

…MINGHAO: he’s kind of in awe at how much he loves you, will take pretty pictures of you to post while hyping you up from behind the screen. he’s a respectful man so he won’t stare too much, not unless you give him the green light if you know what i mean. then he’s all eyes on your body.

…HOSHI: wolf whistles all round, teases you about how you hide your perfect body under all those clothes away from his eyes, but keeps his teasing at bay because he enjoys when you show off your body because he does love it so much. constant kisses and holding you and next thing you know he wants the clothes off

…CHAN: he’s seen your body before but no matter how many times he’ll see it he will still stare like he never seen something so hot in his life. compliments roll off easily from his lips but they always end up sounding so dirty, just can’t help himself.

…SEUNGCHEOL: he wouldn’t care what you like to wear or what your body is like but the second he’s exposed to the shape of you the man is weak in his knees to the point where he can’t keep it to himself and has to tell you how much you drive him crazy.

…WONWOO: he will use the excuse saying he doesn’t want anyone else to look at you as his way to cling onto your body the whole time, he will always have an arm around your waist but can’t help but let his fingertips wander around before you stop him.

…MINGYU: just imaging the tongue poking inside his cheek when he first sees you before a full blown smirk appears on his pretty lips because his mind betrayed him from staying innocent and he’s only thinking impure thoughts.

…VERNON: doesn’t think much of the tight clothes until you’re right next to him, then he can fully see how nicely the clothes hug your figure and he’s stumbling on his words as his cheeks redden.

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♥︎Idol: Lee Seokmin

♥︎Genre: First Times 18+, Fluffy

♥︎Synopsis: You’re just so in love.

“Are you sure about this?” Seokmin was a nervous wreck. 

It was his first time, and yours too. He had meticulously planned everything, from the location (a gorgeous hotel known for its romantic vibe), time and date. Even now, he had double and tripled checked all of the supplies he’d brought. You thought it was excessive, but sweet, knowing Seokmin only wanted the best for you. 

“It’s with you, I’m positive.” And you were. His hair was still wet from his shower, dripping onto his bare shoulders. He was wrapped in his towel, you had taken the robe. He looked good enough to eat, and you were surely going to enjoy your meal. “Come here.” The sight of you splayed out on the bed, motioning for him to come over while your robe dropped off your shoulders was enough for him. Crawling over to you, Seokmin hovered over you, a dopey smile on his face. 

“Hi.” Giggling you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. This was going to be a long night. 

Your robe was discarded on the floor beside Seokmin’s towel, and his hands refused to leave your body. Rubbing over your soft curves, squeezing them gently before moving to your breasts, taking his time to admire your body. As his hands moved lower you became self conscious, realizing he’d see your stretch marks, or the weird spot on your inner thigh, or the cuts on your legs from learning how to shave when you were young. 

“Seokmin.” His eyes shot to your face, hearing the shakiness in your voice afraid he’d done something wrong. “I’m sorry.” Hands came to cup your cheeks, stroking them gently at the sight of your watery eyes. 

“What are you sorry for?” 

“I have marks, and scars, and stretch marks. My thighs aren’t pretty, and my stretch marks are lighter than the rest of me a-” Pressing his lips to your forehead Seokmin stopped your word vomit in its tracks. 

“I don’t care about that. I only care about you. Can I show you?” Wordlessy nodding your head, you watched as Seokmin moved down your body, placing kisses along your stomach before moving his fingers up  your sides, causing you to laugh and try to wiggle away from him. That only fueled him to go after your ticklish spots under your chin. He wasn’t pleased until there was a smile on your face, even as he moved down and settled himself between your legs. 

“You’re beautiful everywhere. I don’t care about your marks.” To punctuate his system he pressed soft kisses against your thighs, holding his lips over your stretch marks, making his point clear. His kisses moved further in, until he placed a kiss on your clit, glancing up at you for approval before licking your lips tentatively. Letting your legs fall apart, you grabbed the pillow behind you as Seokmin got comfortable and confident with his movements. 

Maybe you didn’t have any experience, but this was heaven. Seokmin’s warm tongue fucking into you, carefully licking and sucking every inch of your core, leaving it drench in spit and arousal. His chin fared no better when pulled him back up for a kiss, dripping with your arousal, lips shiny with. And maybe it should’ve been nasty to kiss him afterwards, but you couldn’t be bothered caring, especially when his swollen lips pressed against yours and all you could taste was you. Pulling back, and seeing Seokmin’s eyes blown out with lust made you want to return the favor. 

Pushing Seokmin away, you waited until he got situated, leaning back on his elbows as he looked down at you. Sitting between his legs, you felt nerves hit you again at the sight of his erect member. Seokmin wasn’t too wide or too long, an absolute perfect size but you still felt intimidated. Seokmin’s hand brushing against your cheek broke you from your thoughts. 

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Grabbing his erection you watched as his legs tensed, you kept eye contact as you leaned down and placed a wet kiss on the tip before slowly wrapping your lips around it. His hands tensed at his sides before grabbing the sheets, pulling it tightly as you slowly engulfed his cock with the wet heat of your mouth. Something about having him in your mouth, the weight sitting on your tongue, made you want to do the best you could. To truly please Seokmin. 

You recalled all the tips you’d read, keeping your throat relaxed, breathing through your nose, and especially taking your time as you attempted to deep throat him. You made it only halfway down, rubbing the rest that you couldn’t reach. Seokmin groaned, hands floating above you before settling on your head, careful to not push or pull your hair. That was the encouragement you needed to go down further, stopping as your throat spasmed around his intruding length. “Don’t take it all baby, be careful.” Pulling off you coughed wetly, feeling embarrassed as you sucked in deep breaths of air. 

Sitting up Seokmin pulled, helping you straddle his hips before placing kisses over both cheeks. “So good to me. Always so good to me.” After your breathing calmed, you reached over to the night stand, grabbing a condom and the bottle of lube Seokmin had placed there. Handing them to Seokmin you sat further back on his thighs, watching as he unrolled the condom over his length, pinching the top and making sure there was space left, before opening the cap and drizzling lube over his cock, making sure it was nice and wet. Grabbing the base of his cock you placed it at your entrance, only to be stopped by Seokmin. “Are you ready? We can wait if you’re scared.”

“I’m ready. I promise” With one last kiss you sank down on his length, tensing at the stretch. Gripping Seokmin’s shoulder tightly, you close your eyes, opening them and taking a deep breath when your ass is flush with his thighs. Even with lube the stretch was tighter than you thought it’d be, maybe you should’ve done more foreplay. It was almost unbearable, a tear falling from your eye as you unconsciously clenched around his length. Seokmin was no better, tightly gripping your waist, trying his best not to cum early. It was hard, you were so tight around him, tighter than any toy he could’ve brought. 

It felt like hours before you could move, but when you did the pain transformed into pleasure in a matter of minutes. Your nails dug into Seokmin’s shoulders, leaving marks you would apologize for when it’s all over, as you bounced on his cock. The pace wasn’t steady, and you were breathing heavily from the exertion, but the throbbing in your cunt spread to your stomach and increased, making you burn hot as you leaned forward, connecting your lips in a sloppy kiss. Saliva collecting at the corners of your mouth and dripping onto your chins, nothing more than moaning into each other’s mouths. 

Seokmin couldn’t control himself. You weren’t slowing down, even as he felt your thighs begin to shake, and he didn’t want this to end. Not so soon. Flipping both of you, Seokmin slowed the pace, rolling his hips up into every thrust, hitting deeper spots than before. You didn’t know what to do with your hands, grabbing at the sheets below you, hands scrabbling over his shoulders before wrapping them around his neck again. Keeping him close enough that you could feel his breath on your face, feel his heart beating out of his chest and knowing he felt the same way. While your legs were shaking, and the throbbing in your clit felt as if it was going to explode, Seokmin was just as affected. 

“You feel so good,” Placing his forehead on yours Seokmin felt his orgasm edging away, finally able to quicken his pace, keep the same rolling of his hips, “love being inside of you.” That was all Seokmin could say, his thoughts were being scattered with every thrust, and he didn’t wanna speak too much. Didn’t wanna speak over your soft breathy moans, chants of his names and random expletives everytime his thrusts hit that spot inside of that made your mouth drop open and back your arch. He wanted to record this moment, record your moans. Maybe he could hide them well enough in a song, hidden within the backtracks, his little secret. 

That thought alone made his nuts tighten, letting anybody else hear you, hear him making you feel this good. He was already close again, but now he chased it. Head tucked into your neck as his thrust became harder, keeping the same steady pace. You came with Seokmin’s name on your lips, cunt squeezing around his cock, pulling him over the edge with you. 

“I love you.” A breathy confession made Seokmin sit up, eyes wide. You lay below him, lazy smile on your swollen lips, sweat dripping down your face and hair spread over the pillow. You’ve never looked more perfect to Seokmin, and he couldn’t help but lean down, swallowing your giggles as you kissed you hard, until he stole the breath from your lungs and he had to pull away, chest heaving as your appearance stole the breath from hislungs. 

“I love you too. So much darling.”

20:23 (i love you so.)

pairings: kim mingyu x g/n reader

genre: angst, some fluff, mutual pining, (un)requited love, reader likes lying to themselves, exes but also !soulmate au?

wc:1.7k

(a/n: kind of my first serious drabble on this blog, ya’ll i dont even know what this is. i just blacked out and started typing shit at 1 am last night. was originally supposed to be around 20k aka a full length fic but hmm. gyuldaengies i am here to inform all of you with regret that i am one of you now /j. music inspo for this was ‘i love you so’ by the walters, feel free to listen to it as you read this steaming mess! special thanks to @beyoncesdragonand@praninllove for being the sweetest hypepeople ever pls)

Loneliness strikes the hardest when one hopes for company.

You nearly trip on the extension box uselessly lying on the floor with oodles of wire splayed out uselessly. You had forgotten to reel it back in after using it for your laptop last night. Who in their right mind lived in a bedroom with a singular plug point? You briefly reminisce about Seungkwan nearly punching the life out of your landlord before moving out of this apartment the both of you had originally agreed on cohabiting. The tiny smile that makes your lips curl up is involuntary but definitely not unwelcome. Where was he anyway? Wasn’t he supposed to be here with Chan already? You whip out your phone and cradle it between your head and your neck before squatting down to reel all the excess, neglected wire from the extension box back in.

The phone rings, and it doesn’t take long for your best friend of five years to pick up and growl unabashedly.

“We’re still on our way, (name). Stop calling!”

Your neck cracks, and the mobile almost slips as you whip your head to look at the clock on your wall. “On your way from where, Jeju? What in the world is taking you so long?”

There is a windy yell followed by a smack on the other end of the line. You also hear lots of panting, and that’s when it clicks.

“You’re..walking to my place.”

“Our ride broke down.” It’s Chan’s voice in your ear now.

“Well damn.” You get up and dust your pants a little before shoving the cursed wire filled box under your bed with your right foot. You really didn’t care how convenient it was at this point, you were never going to use it again for the foreseeable future. “How far along are you?”

“We’re on the bridge!”

Too late for them to go back then. Maybe they could crash at your place for the night before they got their crap together, it wasn’t like they lived ten minutes apart from you after all. You tell them this, and they agree. You end the call after you hear Seungkwan threatening to hurl Chan off the bridge for walking close enough to him to constantly end up stepping on his toes.

It’s hard not to let their chaos affect you. You feel a little ready to have fun, a little young and reckless despite all of that dreary paperwork sitting on your coffee table. Most of it was due on Monday. Was today Friday already? ‘Course it was, that was why Seungkwan and Chan were coming over. Movie nights were a tradition the three of you had followed since your university days no matter how hard life was going down on you. It was a tradition you followed even when you were at your worst, why would you jam the brakes on it when the only thing holding you back was an ugly stack of papers?

You weren’t inherently an organized person, but you were willing to try every once in a while. You scuttle around the apartment, intently scouring all the rooms for anything out of place. Existing seemed a little easier on days like these, days when you didn’t have to worry about everything at once. Days like these were like a hot balloon slowly drooping down to the ground just for you. You could climb on and feel lighter, you could feel yourself float away from everything that haunted you on all the nights you couldn’t will yourself to go to sleep.

The doorbell rings. Pizza guy or your friends?

It was neither of them. Your hot balloon deflates a little, and then it pops, harshly flinging you back into reality.

“Oh.”

Why was hehere?

Mingyu’s eyes widen when they fall upon you. He looks confused, a little frustrated even. He’s dressed to impress, with his hair neatly slicked back and a (riskily positioned) Rolex on his wrist. Heat rushes to your neck, because you’re suddenly growing very aware of your messy bun, your bare face and your unbelievably embarrassing Totoro pajamas. The primal urge to pat yourself down was growing exponentially by the minute.

You resort to staring blankly at the unopened bottle of wine with a pink bow around its neck dangling from his hand for almost a full minute before you look up at his denim jacket and clear your throat. “Can I help you?”

The confusion in your voice seems to stir him out of a stupor you didn’t know he was trapped in. He was fumbling for his phone now. “Sorry uh, I think I got the wrong door. I had no idea you lived here.”

His tone is a little distant, just like yours. You wonder when your friends would swoop in to save you from this mess of an interaction.

“Okay.”

Mingyu looks the same. It’s not like a person could drastically morph into a stranger in such a short span of time. Interacting with him was inevitable with that soul bond you both had. You two were always somehow bumping into each other at the worst places and times imaginable. That split he had razored into his eyebrow that you had noticed for the very first time when you had catastrophically rammed your trolley into his very full one at the convenience store nearly a week ago was still there. Maybe it had dulled a little, you couldn’t tell. You make the rookie mistake of unconsciously looking for that ever present mole on his cheek, and you almost bite the tip of your tongue when something familiar, something so delicate and longing threatens to seize your breath.

The opposite poles of a magnet were meant to pull each other with a lot of force, but what if they didn’t want that? Ironic. Mingyu did feel like everything you could ever possibly want, but why did he also feel like something too good to be true, something you could never have?

You’re brought back from your reverie when he coughs a little into his fist before the call connects and he raises the slightly cracked screen of his phone to his lips. “Hi babe, I think I got your door number wrong? Was it not 314?”

He was probably on a date then. Was it okay to assume? You’ve never heard him call any of his friends “babe”, so. It didn’t really matter to you anyways. It was another one of those silly little mistakes, him colliding with your day like this. He was going to leave soon, you could go back to waiting for Seungkwan and Chan, and before long, the three of you would be buried neck deep in the plot of a chunky psychological thriller. Everything was going to be fine, you weren’t going to let this ruin your day anymore.

“314? I’m at 314 though?” He’s still here, and he’s still on the phone. His hands were moving a little too wildly for someone carrying a wine bottle. Why was he even holding the neck of the bottle like it was the hilt of a sword? Wasn’t he supposed to be holding the body?

Foreshadowing was one hell of a bitch. You were right, unbearably so. There were glass shards everywhere, and all you saw was red. You weren’t seeing red because you were mad, there was red wine all over the welcome carpet right at the entrance of your apartment.

“Fuck.” He’s bending down haphazardly, panic lacing his actions. “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t-”

“That’s alright.” You’re almost swatting him away from the ground, away from all those glass shards. The last thing you wanted to do with your time tonight was spend it with Kim Mingyu at the E.R. “I’ll clean this up, don’t worry.”

Don’t worry? You mentally curse yourself for sounding so stupid as you walk further into your apartment to get a dish filled with water, a wet rag and some disinfectant to get rid of all the sour wine smell. He’s still standing outside when you return, and you’re positive he’s staring at you when you messily fold your sleeves to start tidying up the floor, to start tidying up the pandemonium threatening to spill from the broken wine bottle inside your heart. “You don’t have to run late to your-” you catch yourself in time-”whatever, the bottle technically crashed inside my apartment, I can fix that myself. Just buy a new one or something.”

Maybe this was all you could do for him. A man you once knew, a man you (once, emphasis on the once) loved. You could let him go. You could clean up the mess you were maybe partially responsible for and wish him the best.

Maybe this was the only way you could care now.

Mingyu’s eyes narrow a little at your words. You try not to groan audibly when he (finally) steps inside and crouches down right beside you. Your shoulders are touching, the proximity is too much for you, and you try not to pop a vein when he pulls out a wet rag from a bucket and starts collecting all the small, dangerous glass pieces with quick, deft movements. This was out of your hands then, the fucker was definitely going to stain his denim-fuelled ensemble now.

“Ibroke the bottle inside yourplace, it doesn’t make sense for you to be doing this.”

Cool. How were you going to tell him you were doing it because you wanted him to be gone as quickly as possible and not because you didn’t want him running late for his date? It’s a little too domestic for your taste, the both of you hastily arguing over which corners of the room you were going to cover. It was waytoo domestic, the way he had to stretch his arm over your shoulder and pick up an ugly piece of green glass you had previously missed. You try your best to not grow comfortable, you try not to let the warmth from his demeanor seep into your bones.

You fail miserably.

“(name).”

“Mm?”

“It’s not a date. she’s just a friend.”

Your heart cracks a little. A bitter laugh bubbles from your lips as you throw down a fresh rag on a particularly wine-soaked spot a little too aggressively for your taste.

“Right. I never asked, though.”

Request:

a first time with seokmin and make it suuuper fluff&cute??? thanks i love your writings so much i’ve been rereading all your scenarios heheh 

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Staying overnight with Seokmin was always exciting for you. You loved spending a fun evening with him and cuddle up to him before bed, and you loved waking up next to him. Sometimes you’d get to watch him sleep for a while, too, although you felt as though it was usually you waking up to him stroking your back slowly.

This time, however, you felt like it would be different.

While the two of you hadn’t had sex yet – you had talked about it and agreed not to rush it – you had gradually been thinking about it more and more, and that night you reallyfelt like you wanted it, wanted him. He had been particularly attractive lately, and after all the time you had spent with him throughout weeks and months, you felt incredibly safe and comfortable with him, and in the end all you had left was you watching him do things with your lower lip slightly caught between your teeth.

He was sexy, and it was starting to make you feel like you wanted to do a lotmore than you had until then, which had been mostly caressing, dry humping and some slight action with your hands. But now… you felt like you wanted to take the last step. Noticing you staring at him, Seokmin turned to look at you and flashed you the brightest smile, at which your heart fluttered a little.

When the evening rolled around, you changed from your own clothes into one of Seokmin’s t-shirts, and once he saw you at the bedroom door, his jaw dropped.

While it wasn’t the first time you wore his shirt, there was something about that specificshirt and how you looked in it that had Seokmin’s breath hitching in his throat as his mind was filled with one thought: you were sexy.

“That looks really nice on you,” Seokmin said with a grin, and you smiled back at him while walking to join him on the bed.

“Thanks, I think so too,” you hummed and, once under the covers and cuddled up to him, leaned in for a light kiss.

During the kiss Seokmin tried to have himself think of something calming, because with your lips so pleasant against his and feeling your body on his, feeling your body through the shirts so perfectly, his mind was starting to wander. Once you pulled away, you placed your head on his chest.

“Do you want to sleep soon, or..?” you asked quietly, your voice soft as you moved your hand on Seokmin’s chest.

All too aware of how close and lightly dressed you were, Seokmin swallowed. “I— I don’t know. Why?”

Drawing circles into his chest, you lifted your face to look at him when you felt him looking at you curiously. You looked back into his eyes, but had to avert your gaze when you were about to speak. “I’ve been thinking, and I… I want to do it.”

Seokmin blinked – was he hearing correctly? Did you mean what he thought you meant?

And so, with the most confused tone and his voice almost cracking a little, which almost had you giggling, he spoke while shaking his head a little. “Excuse me, what?”

With a small smile on your lips, you moved your gaze back to Seokmin’s eyes, and he was surprised to see a look in your eyes that, while it resembled the way you’d looked on the few occasions you’d had your hands down on each other, was even more intense, to the point that it nearly had his breath hitching in his throat.

“I want you,” you spoke, pronouncing everything as clearly as possible, and emphasizing the last word so that there was no room for interpretation.

The whole situation had chills running down Seokmin’s spine, and he broke into a bright smile that was so sweet that it almost clashed with his words. “And I really want you.”

Excited butterflies began flying about in your stomach as you grinned and leaned in for a kiss with Seokmin, during which he slowly flipped the two of you over a little, so that you were on your back and he was half on top of you. The kisses you shared were slowly growing more passionate, yet remained fairly light as you slowly moved your hands under his shirt, feeling up his back while he was starting to slide his hand up your side, too.

Whether it was the dim lighting of the bedroom in form of fairy lights up the wall, Seokmin’s gentle touches and soft lips or simply the fact that it was him, there was something about the situation that made it feel incredibly right. While you were a bit nervous, you felt comfortable, and you already knew you could rest assured he wouldn’t be crossing any boundaries nor make you do anything you didn’t want; you knew him well enough.

You helped each other’s shirts off with smiles on your lips, almost giggling, and you felt butterflies fly about in your stomach as he lay down next to you and let his hand wander on your upper body while you shared slow, loving kisses. You had your hands in his hair, although you eventually slid one of them down his body, too, somehow feeling differentthis time around.

The two of you let things move on their own accord, which meant your hands slowly sliding lower and lower on one another, all the way until he was slowly pushing your panties down your legs and you were doing the same with his boxers. You gasped against his lips when you felt his fingers slide between your legs, and you were almost amused by how natural it felt to spread them more open, giving him better access.

“Cute,” Seokmin hummed into the kiss, although you weren’t quite sure if he meant the obvious smile on your lips, the way you had silently chuckled or the way you wanted his touch.

Regardless, the smile remained on your face as you kissed him more passionately, and soon he moaned against your lips as you began moving your hand on his cock. You grinned. “Cute.”

He chuckled and nibbled lightly on your lower lip, but the amusement died down for both of you little by little as you grew more and more aroused, with Seokmin’s cock hardening against your touch and him feeling just how wet you were getting after he had caressed your inner thighs and lower lips and gently massaged your clit for a while. Knowing that you were wet because of himturned him on all the more, and soon you could feel him bucking into your fist.

“Damn,” he breathed and pulled away from the kiss, leaning his forehead lightly against yours, and slowly circled the tip of his finger around your entrance.

“Please,” you whispered, bucking your hips up a little, and it was with a hard swallow that Seokmin slowly eased the first finger inside of you. You moaned and closed your eyes, focusing on how it all felt, while stroking him slowly.

Seokmin pulled a bit further to take in your features as he fingered you, his finger moving at a slow and steady pace, occasionally curling inside of you, which he noted had you moaning at a slightly higher pitch every time. The two of you took your time warming each other up, and Seokmin made sure you felt nothing but good as he fingered you, soon with two fingers, until you both figured you had had enough of it and wanted more.

He grabbed a condom from his nightstand drawer, opened the pack carefully and put it on himself with the utmost care, making sure it was alright. You looked at him with your lower lip lightly between your lips, taking in just how attractive he looked, even more so than usual, which you had thought impossible.

With the condom on, Seokmin leaned down to kiss you with his hand moving on your side lightly, his cock rubbing lightly into your wet pussy, which had you moaning quietly and your legs wrapping around his waist on their own accord.

Pulling back a little, he looked at you, his eyes darker than usual, and licked his lips slowly. “Are you…”

“Ready,” you finished his words quietly with a reassuring nod, the need between your legs almost unbearable, and rubbed the back of Seokmin’s neck gently.

Keeping his gaze on your face to take in your features, he aligned himself with your entrance and pushed in slowly, making sure you had enough time to adjust. You closed your eyes and subconsciously held your breath at the new sensation, infinitely different from everything else.

Eventually Seokmin had to close his eyes for a moment, too, so overwhelmed by the feeling of your pussy hugging his cock as tightly as it was. He stayed still once he was all the way in and slowly opened his eyes, a smile spreading to his lips as he looked at you with your eyebrows in a slight frown.

Bringing a hand to caress your cheek gently, he chuckled and looked into your eyes warmly when yours fluttered open. “Relax, Y/N.”

Chuckling quietly, you nodded and slowly started relaxing yourself, only then realizing just how stiff you were, in every way possible. Once your breathing was steady and your muscles no longer tense, you wrapped your arms around Seokmin’s neck and pulled him lower, all the way until your lips touched his lightly. “I’m good.”

Seokmin kissed you gently, and once he began moving slowly, you tightened your legs a little around his waist, the feeling of him moving inside of you and rubbing against all the good spots having your toes curling.

The feeling of being so close to Seokmin, being so intimatewith him and letting him that close was somehow overwhelming, and you found yourself pulling him closer and closer, pouring more of your feelings into the kisses you shared and into the way you were holding his upper back and shoulders with your hands.

He, too, was going through a similar cycle of thoughts. While Seokmin had thought about what your first time would be like on more than one occasion, the reality of it all, even when it wasn’t grande or anything, was better than he had imagined. He lovedthe way it felt to move inside of you, and he loved the quiet noises that left your lips, giving away that you were also feeling some pleasure, and he loved the way he could slowly start feeling your hips moving against his, too.

A smile spread to your lips as the feeling of pleasure continued growing inside of you, and you felt like you had never quite feltas good before as you were now, with Seokmin hitting all the right spots inside of you, his lips gentle yet passionate against yours. Amidst it all, he reached for one of your hands and interlaced your fingers, bringing your linked hands on the mattress next to your head, and there was something about the gesture that had your heart fluttering all the more.

“I love you,” you whispered against Seokmin’s lips, your smile only widening, and he broke away from the kiss to grin back at you, all the while rocking his hips against yours steadily.

“I love you more,” he insisted, and blinked at the moan you let out when he thrust into you a bit harder. “Was that… good?”

Not even bothering to point out that if you were moaning it could onlybe good, you nodded and licked your lips, your chest rising and falling a bit faster with the knot in the pit of your stomach starting to tighten. “Very good. Do it again.”

As Seokmin followed your plea, you held his hand tighter as pleasure began washing over you in waves. He looked at you, almost in a daze, taking in just how beautifulyou looked, and speeding up his thrusts a little, he leaned down to kiss you again, pressing his body against yours.

Like that it didn’t take long for him to release into the condom, pushing into you with a grunt muffled by your lips before slowly pulling out, his lips still against yours.

You slowly relaxed the hand you had on his upper back, feeling the marks your nails had managed to leave there, and looked at Seokmin while catching your breath. “I didn’t… come.”

He chuckled, and a bright grin took over his features, which had you smiling, too.

“Guess I should help you out,” he hummed, and once he had pulled out of you and gotten rid of the condom, he was quick to caress your breasts and slide his hand lower, and soon he was fingering you while making sure he was able to gently rub your clit in the process. He alternated between kissing you passionately and giving similar attention to your breasts, and it all had you turned on beyond belief, and it wasn’t before long that you were holding onto his toned arm, your eyes tightly shut and hips bucking up on their own accord as you finally reached your high.

You were quivering after your climax, and Seokmin looked at you with an amused smile on his lips, moving the fingertips of his clean hand slowly on your side. “And I thought you couldn’t look more beautiful.”

Nudging him lightly, you grinned and moved closer to him. “I’m glad we did that.”

“Me, too,” he hummed and gave you a kiss on your forehead. He snorted, and you looked at him with a quirked eyebrow. “Is it weird if I can’t wait to do that again?”

While you didsmack his chest playfully while laughing a little, you found yourself shaking your head. “Me too.”

After cleaning up a little, you got his shirt back on yourself and cuddled up to him under the blankets, feeling so sated that you figured you’d be able to sleep well that night.

Seokmin got his arm around you and placed a kiss on the top of your head while gently stroking your arm. “Good night, Y/N.”

“Good night,” you said quietly and gave him a kiss on his jawline before placing your head back on the area between his shoulder and chest, taking a deep breath as you allowed yourself to completely relax, knowing you were exactly where you were supposed to be; in his arms.

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Request:

Hello!! So it’s my first time requesting on this blog I think and I was wondering if you could write a fluffy but also smutty scenario with Vernon or Seungkwan and y/n? Somewhat casual and romantic at first, like Valentine’s, or a double date with one of the members and then ya know I’m sorry if this was confusing or I didn’t explain it well. . But I also wanted to thank you guys for all the amazing things you’ve written! ! I’ve very excited to read your future stories!! You’re the best!!!♡ 

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» A double date with Joshua and his date ends with you and Vernon hardly being able to wait to be alone.

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After two weeks of talking about it, you and Vernon were finally having a double date with your mutual friend Joshua and his significant other. You had been laughing Joshua’s suggestions for a double date off for a good while until Vernon had, one evening, suddenly said that he’d been thinking about it a lot and it sounded fun.

And so, a few weeks later there you were, having dinner at your place, mostly because Joshua reallywanted to bring a bottle of wine, and you and Vernon were always up for a more laid back time at home, too.

Once all four of you had eaten and were mainly conversing and enjoying some wine, Joshua grinned, eyeing the way you were absent-mindedly moving your pinky finger over Vernon’s on the table.

“You guys probably get this a lot, but,” Joshua began, and you and Vernon both blinked as you turned to look at him, “you guys really match each other verywell.”

His date chuckled and nodded. “I’ve been thinking the same.”

Your cheeks heated up a little as you moved your hand properly over Vernon’s and squeezed it a little. “I don’t know about that, but I guess there isa reason we’ve been together for two years now.”

“Almosttwo years, the anniversary isn’t until next week,” Vernon noted meaningfully and grinned at you when you shot him a glare that turned into a wide smile.

“A week here or there,” you hummed, your heart fluttering a little at the thought of your second anniversary that was nearing, and got a grin and a nod from your boyfriend.

Joshua snorted at the two of you and took a sip of his wine. “How are you guys going to celebrate it?”

You thought about what the two of you had been talking about, and remembering some slightly more rateddetails, you moved your gaze from Joshua to your wine glass.

He did notneed to know about the special lingerie set and props the two of you had waiting for that day.

“You know, good food and enjoying each other’s company, the usual,” Vernon said, one corner of his mouth tugging upwards as he recalled the same things you did, and you chuckled.

Joshua merely smiled, catching the look you and Vernon shared, but didn’t mention it. “Sometimes the usual is the best.”

He was right.

The four of you soon moved on to dessert, but you found yourself increasingly distracted. Even with the tiramisu melting on your tongue, all you could do was think about how handsome Vernon was looking, and since he had a habit of holding his hand on your thigh - like he did currently - and after thinking about your anniversary plans, your thoughts were getting more and more uncontrollable.

And perhaps the wine was doing its little thing, too, as you couldn’t wait to kick Joshua and his partner out and enjoy your time alone with Vernon.

Judging by the way he was bouncing his leg with his hand absent-mindedly sliding higher on your thigh and him clearly feigning interest in something that Joshua was saying, you concluded that you weren’t the only one.

“It’s getting a bit late and I’ve got an early morning,” you said after a while, your breath hitching a bit as Vernon’s hand traveled thathigh on your thigh, and it was with a grin that Vernon pulled his hand away.

Joshua blinked and nodded, slightly surprised as he was sureyou had said you had the next day off, but he didn’t say anything, and some minutes later you were ushering him and his partner out with a bright smile while Vernon started doing the dishes.

“Well this was a lot of fun, we should absolutely do this again sometime! Get home safely and see you soon,” you said, speaking noticeably faster than usual, and let out a relieved sigh after you had closed the door after the guests, who you could hear laughing behind the door right after.

Vernon was grinning from ear to ear while doing the dishes, and you were smiling a little, too, as you began walking up to him, taking in just how broad he looked with the black dress shirt tucked into his black jeans. The sight made you feel several things, and you found yourself getting excited.

“Finally alone, huh?” he asked with a small chuckle, and you hummed while wrapping your arms around him, pressing your body against his and placing your lips on the back of his neck. He stiffened for a while, the way your lips felt against his skin sending strong tingles down his spine.

“Finally,” you agreed, and while Vernon hurried to wash the last dishes, you slowly slid your hand down his body, caressing him everywhere you could as you went, and unbuckled his belt and opening his jeans, all the while kissing his neck, occasionally sucking on it a little, too, leaving behind some small marks.

To say Vernon was relieved when you pushed his jeans down a little would’ve been an understatement, as they had grown uncomfortably tight with your hands moving across his chest, stomach and crotch, and all he could do was close his eyes when he felt your hand pressing against his half-hard cock through his boxers.

“Is this okay?” you asked quietly, moving your lips closer to Vernon’s ear, and he nodded while licking his lips slowly, putting the sponge down at last before drying his hands.

“Muchmore than okay,” he said, his voice a bit lower than usual, and turned around, placing his hands on your hips.

“Good,” you grinned and got one hand on the back of his head before pulling him down for a deep, passionate kiss, and began opening the buttons of his shirt when you felt him taking a bit more charge with the kiss, his lips almost demanding against yours and his fingers digging into your hips a little.

With the black dress shirt open, you brought your hands to Vernon’s shoulders and felt up the muscles, which alone had the heat building up in the pit of your stomach. He grinned against your lips and wasted no time unbuttoning your loose, almost satin-like dress shirt, too, and you could hearhis breath hitching, which added a sense of confidence to you.

“You look great,” he breathed, and you grinned cockily while bringing a hand to his hair.

“Tell me more,” you said, and he chuckled quietly. Soon he got his hands on the backs of your thighs and lifted you up, at which you yelped, and giggled to yourself when he put you down on the counter. “That was nice.”

“Uhhuh,” he nodded and leaned in to kiss you passionately, one of his hands on your waist under your shirt, slowly moving higher to touch your breast through your bra, while the other he slid ever-so-slowly higher on your thigh and under the skirt you had on.

Kissing him back with hunger, you pushed his boxers down enough to be able to wrap your hand around his cock, and it was at the same time that he moved his thumb on your pussy through your panties, which had you moaning against his lips. He, too, grunted quietly as you ran your thumb over the head of his cock, spreading the bead of pre-cum around, and it was with a small grin that you noticed his breathing grow shakier.

“Someone’s sensitive today,” you whispered after breaking away from the kiss, and took a steadier hold of his length while leaning into his ear. “You want me thatbad?”

Your breath on his ear gave Vernon goosebumps, and all he could do was swallow and nod. “You should know by now that I can’t resist you.”

There was something about how matter-of-factly he said the words that had you snorting and lowering your head into his shoulder as you held back your laughter. Vernon merely grinned, and you felt him press a light kiss to the side of your head, a mere second before pushing your panties aside and running his finger lightly over your sensitive clit before moving lower until he could gently start spreading your anticipation around.

“Ah,” you breathed, your hips bucking a little on their own accord, and held onto Vernon’s shoulder with one hand while hiding your face in the other and using your free hand to stroke him steadily.

Vernon licked his lips; knowing that you were feeling good and wanted him just as much as he wanted you turned him on more than one would imagine, and some open-mouthed kisses on your neck later he was fingering you slowly, which had your fingers digging into his shoulder and quiet moans slipping from your lips as you tried to get him closer.

As you both were driven more and more aroused and eventually locked your lips again in a series of passionate kisses, you eventually had to stop it, as much as you enjoyed it.

Panting a little, you pushed Vernon away with a hand on his chest. “Let’s move to the couch.”

He raised his eyebrows, but was quick to withdraw his fingers from you and suck them clean while you hopped off the counter and, with your legs quivering the slightest bit from how incredibly turned on and soakedyou were, led him to the couch, where he sat down and quickly got rid of his pants and boxers, after which he reached for a box you kept behind a plant on a small table in order to get a condom.

Vernon looked at you completely mesmerized as you swung your hips and let your skirt fall down to the floor, leaving you in your underwear and the shirt you didn’t feel like taking off. Slowly and with your hips swaying sensually from side to side, you walked up to him and sat astride on his lap, bringing both of your hands to either side of his neck.

“Holyshit, Y/N…” he whispered, pre-cum running down his cock as he moved his appreciative gaze up and down you.

Grinning, you took the condom from him and opened it carefully before putting it on him slowly, with your eyes locked with his.

“This is nothing,” you said quietly, a hint of playfulness in your voice, and lifted your hips and guided his cock to your entrance. With your eyes locked with his, you slowly sunk down, biting down on your lower lip as you did so. Once all the way down, you let out a moan that had Vernon swallowing hard, and you rocked your hips back and forth a little, beyond blissful at the feeling of finally being fullwith him.

“Finally,” you said quietly and leaned in for a kiss while Vernon’s hands found a good place on your hips, from where he guided you a little as you rode him with your tongues dancing together.

You smiled against his lips, and Vernon could feelit, and smiled, too, raising his eyebrows when you pulled away and he could see you grinning from ear to ear, all the while rocking your hips on him in a way that made breathing that much more difficult for him. “What?”

“I just,” you grinned and got a hand to his hair to play with his dark locks, and moaned quietly when you moved your hips so that he hit a particularly good spot inside of you, “I love you.”

Grinning back at you, Vernon whispered the same three words back to you, and with that he took a good hold of you and got you to lie down on the couch with him on top. Once you had instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, your lips connected to his in a passionate, deep kiss, Vernon began steady, smooth thrusts, each of which seemed to hit a better spot inside of you, which had your toes curling and your moans being muffled by his lips.

“Vernon,” you whispered against his lips and held onto him better, a series of moans slipping from your lips with every delicious thrust of his, your mind nearly going blank at the pleasure you were feeling. “I’m s-so close.”

Grunting, Vernon began moving his hips a bit faster and angled his thrusts in a new way, and as you brought one of your hands down to rub your clit while he fucked you, you were soon thrown over the edge, your vision being painted white at your climax.

Not much later Vernon was groaning as he released into the condom, the feeling of your pussy hugging his cock so tightly being the last straw and making him come. Panting, he lay down on top of you and kissed your neck sloppily.

As your orgasm began fading away slowly, you opened your eyes and looked at Vernon, amused, as he slowly lifted his face, his cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. “That was amazing.”

“It always is,” he smiled and leaned in for a slow, sweet kiss, during which he pulled out of you and ran his hand gently on your side. “I always feel good with you.”

“Save some of the sappiness for the anniversary,” you grinned, your cheeks heating up some more in addition to them already being warm for various reasons. “But me too.”

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SEVENTEEN (PERFORMANCE UNIT) / making out

warning: some implied mature content

other versions:hip hop unit/vocal unit

requested by anonymous.

↣jun

The very moment he saw your flustered expression after that first “can I kiss you?” was the moment he knew that, even three years into your relationship, he would still be asking for your permission before kissing you, just so he could see this same look on your face again.

You’d think you would get used to this after so long, but the way he looked every time he asked – his eyes widened and burning, his lips slightly parted, his cheeks flushed, his focus solely on you – made it difficult to take it for granted.

Although, to be fair, the question was unwarranted sometimes – he’d already have you pinned against the wall, trapped by his chest against yours as one of his hands rested above your head. Still he’d ask, “can I kiss you?” even though kissing was not the only thing either of you wanted to do to each other.

You’d nod, always too breathless to speak, and Jun wouldn’t even try to conceal the pride on his face for having this much of an effect on you. He lived for this. And you could still feel the smirk on his lips when he leaned in to kiss you, always slow and gentle at first, even though his whole body tensed as he tried to restrain himself.

You’d made it clear that he didn’t have to be this careful when it came to kissing you, so he knew it. He knew it and he used it to his advantage, wanting to drive you to your absolute breaking point before he kissed you harder. Before he touched you where you wanted him to. Before he lost control too, groaning softly into your mouth, and finally, breaking the kiss so he could remove his shirt.

The look in your eyes every time he looked back at you again was something that kept him awake at night, tossing and turning in bed, angry and frustrated because you weren’t here, next to him, looking at him in this exact same way. By the time he kissed you again, he could no longer do it slowly.

He thrived on seeing you flustered. On seeing – and making you say, loudly – how much you wanted him. He was usually the one who asked if he could kiss you, but he always made sure you were the one who begged for more in the end.

↣hoshi

He was the type who rarely ever had to pull away to breathe. He felt like he didn’t need oxygen when you were here and he could breathe in your scent, taste your lips, and feel your touch. More often than not, the only reason why his lips would leave yours was only so he could kiss your neck instead, leaving a trail of tender, wet kisses down to your shoulders.

He’d never kissed you without smiling; he couldn’t. The feeling of your lips against his alone caused an inexplicable form of euphoria that took over his chest and spread over his entire body – fast and hard and overwhelming. It felt so much like a drug, it should have probably been illegal, and maybe that’s why he refused to let go of you the moment he kissed you.

Because you were someone that Soonyoung struggled to control himself around, it was never just a kiss, really. It would take the two of you half an hour to say goodbye at the end of a date sometimes, all because pulling away and breaking the kiss seemed almost blasphemous.

It didn’t even matter that it was negative degrees outside, and you were both leaning over the center console in his car. The engine would be off and the inside of the car felt very much like the outside – cold and freezing – yet you were burning up as he kissed you, his tongue hot against yours.

He’d keep reaching for you, trying to bring you closer to him, never having enough of your body warmth, of the softness of your skin, of you. He’d have you panting as you responded to his kisses with equal fervor; his touch, his taste, him, all of it was so overwhelming, your head was starting to spin, and yet pulling away seemed more painful.

And when the mundane worries at the back of your head would eventually break up the kiss – you had to be at work six hours from now – the two of you would be a mess. Dizzy, disoriented, and shivering as soon as you pulled away, you’d watch each other for another minute, your cheeks and lungs hurting. You’d have to leave soon, and he was already counting down the minutes until he’d get to kiss you again.

↣the8

He had to be holding you when he kissed you. He didn’t necessarily have to wrap his arms around your waist each time he did – that wasn’t always possible, considering how often he needed to feel your lips against his, even if just for a moment – but he would always be holding your hand, or keeping one of his hands on the side of your face.

Maybe it was a way to remind him that you were real—and that you were here, close enough for him to touch—or maybe he just enjoyed the feeling of your bare skin. Possibly both, as Minghao couldn’t begin to count how many times he’d woken up cursing, because the softness of your lips as he held you tightly against him had all been a dream, and there were still days—sometimes weeks—left until he’d see you again.

Naturally, when you two were alone, his need to feel you under his fingertips intensified – there were two people in this room, but he was determined to make it feel like you were one. Your body would be pressed against his, his hands on the small of your back, sliding underneath your shirt, drawing and erasing patterns on your skin, as he kissed you deeper.

His kisses didn’t necessarily have a lot of force in them, they were more messy, needy and rushed, as Minghao focused on so many things at the same time: the taste of your lips, your shivering spine as he gently pushed your body forwards until you were laying on your back with him hovering above you, and the sound of your breaths as you responded to him, following his rhythm and pulling him closer.

It was usually the soft whimpers that passed your lips that would really bring him over the edge. He’d forget that you only had fifteen minutes before you had to get back to work, and he’d make you forget, too – but he made sure it was worth your while.

↣dino

Not someone who was exceptionally good with his words, Chan poured his entire heart into his kisses. You could feel every bit of warmth inside of his chest as soon as his lips touched yours. Every single unsaid “I miss you” reflected in the way he touched your cheek as the kiss deepened. All of the times he thought of you when he was away and all of the times he typed and deleted text messages for you – always thinking he was coming off too needy and desperate – echoed in his shallow breaths as soon as he felt your touch.

His kisses weren’t just full of everything that he was feeling, they were also long and intimate. He’d bring his lips to yours and lock them there for a moment or two before kissing you properly, with gradually growing force.

Although, truthfully, it didn’t really matter who initiated the kiss. You could kiss him first, not even thinking much of it – a quick peck before he had to leave for practice. And he would take his time before pulling away, his hands finding your waist as he held you close, enjoying the warmth of your soft lips and the way your breaths mixed together when you were so close.

The thing about making out with Chan was, he tended to get far too overwhelmed. And he didn’t want you to see how flushed his face was, so he never let you pull away too far when you were kissing. He’d drag the kisses out until he was familiar with the taste of your mouth, and he would always—always—look like this had been his first kiss when you pulled away.

There would be the biggest grin on his face and he would keep glancing at you, incapable of looking at you for too long without his face getting even warmer. He’d try to say something cool, something to show that he wasn’t as affected by this as he really was, but that would only make his flustered state more obvious.

You’d tease him about it, of course. But Chan, although he was absolutely out of it, was quick on his feet.

“Don’t think I won’t kiss you to shut you up,” he’d say in spite of his rosy cheeks and you’d know you only have to make one more comment for him to bring that threat to life.

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