Let’s Meet In The Next Lifetime ~ LMH [Request]

genre. idol!hyunjin x model!f!reader | established relationship

words. 1.5k+ tags/warnings. angst, fluff (towards the end), smut, accusations of cheating, hj is lowkey toxic (but we love it hehe), cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, some mentions of crying, not proofread

this has been in my drafts for years and i finally finished it bc i was tired of seeing it LMAO. btw the position i’m referring to is this (nsfw link), i usually hate vids but this was rlly good imo.

“i think we should take a break...” you admit, voice growing shakier as you spoke. this was never something you wish to say in a million years, you wanted this relationship to work more than anything. but you were at your wits end with everything, talking to hyunjin was like conversing with the wall, never truly grasping any of your concerns.

you noticed the cracks beginning to seep in the midst of six months of being with him. he would often be dishonest of his whereabouts, saying he was out late due to “work” but was actually out drinking at some bar with chan or something. it made no sense for him to lie about such trivial things but he does it without even thinking. this was supposed to be a lovely vacation in paris together but lately you’ve grown tired of feeling like you’re unappreciated. a break from each other might be the best solution in getting his act together once and for all.

hyunjin felt his whole body turn limp as you uttered those words. not only was he blindsided by your decision, but you never indicated before to him that you were ready to propose such a drastic idea. “but why though? don’t you think this is a bit random? i mean this came out of nowhere ___, i thought everything was good between us, why are you suddenly saying this now?” his thick, bushy brows furrowed in confusion, he wasn’t letting you off this easy and you know it.

“i just think it’s for the better right now hyune, we’re both so busy. we have a lot on our plate, especially you… and this relationship is just— it’s only putting more strain on everythi-”

“are you serious ___? do you hear yourself? i knew what i was getting myself into the day i asked you to be my girlfriend. i’m well aware that i can’t be with you 24/7, and neither can you—however, i don’t expect that anyway. all i ever wanted was to have you by my side, i want to work through the hardships with you but if you’re so willing to give up like this then… i don’t know. i don’t even know what to say to this honestly..” hyunjin couldn’t help but cut you off, once his emotions take over, all sense of logic and reasoning is thrown out the window.

he was never one to question his worth in the eyes of his partner, but you were his longest relationship, he saw you as his first and only true love. it never occurred to him that he could lose you, the possibility of this break lasting long enough to make your love fade away was a scary revelation. there had to be a way he could fix this, he couldn’t bear to be without you.

“are you seeing someone else? maybe that’s why you’ve been so distant towards me lately…” he wanted to scream for saying that out loud but at least he got it off his chest. he knows how petty it sounds but he didn’t care, he wanted you to give him answers.

“no! i’m not seeing other people, i don’t have an interest in anyone but you hyunjin. i want to do this for the sake of us, we’re clearly not where we need to be and this break could help with getting us back on track and spending time apart could be beneficial.” you try your best to articulate your words properly but he remained unconvinced, he wasn’t on board with any bit of this.

how could you even be okay with something like this? spending time away from you drove him absolutely insane, he couldn’t fathom taking a break—not from someone as important as you in his life. he just needed to remind you that the love was still there, though it may be but a dull flame, he could ignite the spark again, with the little bit of hope he had left.

the foundation of your relationship was built from shared interests, since you both are part of professions that rely heavily on looks, you refused to see each other based solely off those superficial aspects. instead you got to know each other’s minds, your core values and beliefs, what mattered to you the most. you cherished every one of those deep conversations you shared together, it was a beautiful experience, an indescribable memory that shaped your bond forever.

so why is it now that you feel this way? was he really that oblivious to everything? he should’ve done more to prevent this but now he fears it’s too late. he’s faced with the conundrum of losing you and there wasn’t much time for him to stall or ask for a chance of redemption, he couldn’t waste another second.

“fuck that,” hyunjin angrily spat, his face contorting into a look of pure disgust. “you’re not going anywhere.” he reaches out to grab your waist before you could walk away, aggressively pulling you into his chest.

no matter how much you attempt to escape his hold, he’s not letting you go in the slightest. he’s much stronger than you, could easily lift you up without breaking a sweat. there was no use in fighting, you had no choice but to give in and let this conversation go. once his lips crashed into yours, everything faded to black. as if a simple kiss was the cure-all of mending this decrepit relationship.

hyunjin’s forehead pressed against yours as he pulled away, “shhh, lye down baby,” he hushes your quiet mewls, instructing you to do as he says. “gonna make you feel so good,” his hands slid under your skirt, gently rubbing over your clothed slit “you’ll forget everything.”

* :.･ﾟﾟ･ ✿

“oh my- fuckk, hyunjin!” you cry out, almost on the verge of tears just from how skilled he is, rutting your hips upwards into his mouth as he devours you whole.

the pace of his tongue is relentless, roughly lapping up all your juices like he’s the most starved man alive. you’ve lost count at the amount of times he’s already made you come undone just from his mouth alone. your body’s buzzing with titillation, all you can do is scream and clench your pussy around nothing while he fiercely sucks on your clit.

you couldn’t stop twitching, feeling yet another orgasm approaching. your legs anchored over his shoulders, unable to think or speak coherent sentences as his face was fully buried into your dewy cunt. he relaxes his jaw a bit more, going all the way from the bottom inching further up as he comes back in contact with your puffy clit. at any given moment it feels as if your heart’s about to stop.

“hyunjin-” your heads thrown back into the pillow, digging your nails into his shoulder blades from how overly sensitive you are. “n-need to cum.. can feel it. m’so close.” it surprises you when you’re able to even express such words.

a low grunt can be heard underneath, hyunjin loves hearing you— it’s arguably the best part about going down on you. the hand that wasn’t occupied went straight to gripping a fistful of his ebony hair, continuously moaning his name so loud that you genuinely feel bad for whomever the unlucky people that got to hear this.

just when you thought it couldn’t get anymore intense, he slips 2 of his slender fingers inside, making you gasp from the overwhelming sensation. flashes of white invade your vision, violently shaking as your lips form an “o” in the throes of ecstasy. hyunjin knows your body so well that this is nothing for him, he’s got it all down to a simple science. no one knows your body like he does, and especially no one can make you cum as hard as he can.

“go ahead, make a mess for me baby,” he strongly encourages, picking up his pace as his digits fuck into you faster. “just gonna clean it up with my tongue all over again.”

your eyes roll back to the depths of oblivion, feeling an out of body experience when reaching your climax. a slew of curses leave your shaky breath, limbs trembling and faint tears stain your flushed cheeks. hyunjin slows his movements, rubbing his thumb over your clit gently to make you even more sensitive. you love the way he calls you “good girl” and how proud the look on his face becomes while you ride out your orgasm on his fingers. he doesn’t stop showering you with compliments, only ramping up his affection as he plants fleeting kisses to your thighs, hips, and tummy.

once he’s finally come back up for air you grab his face to pull him into your lips again. moaning in his mouth while getting a taste of yourself was probably the hottest thing hyunjin’s ever witnessed.

“can’t believe you’re all mine.” hyunjin whispers against you, gently massaging your aching thighs. “i love you so much baby.”

“love you too hyune.” you instantly say back, feeling more at ease now that things are somewhat back to normal.

maybe a break isn’t necessary after all, how else would you be able to have such earth shattering orgasms?

- 完 ♡︎

Asking boyfriend Stray Kids “If an evil witch turned me into a kitten, what would you do?” | OT8 x you

notes: I’m back home so I’m gonna ask forgiveness for my disappearing with some fun/fluff silly fake texts!

IM ABSOLUTELY SOBBINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

IHEDBIHBEWCWHIGDCIHBWDKSNSKJWKSJWKSWSJWW

(I don't know why everyone hates short haired Hyunjin, he my bae, he's the moment, fight with the wall)

HE’S SOOO 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔 his duck lips when he’s talking kills me how do i reach into my screen and kiss his cheek… please just one little kissie…. AND I KNOWWWW short hair hyunjinnie was everything to me he looked so boyish with it i loved it

your pregnant crocheting hc had me thinking 👁️ so you know pregnancy brain? Is when pregnant women experience memory loss, lack of concentration and more emotional sensitivity (and more crying) so imagine minho or seungmin trying to keep up with their usual banter/menace/tsundere tendencies with their partner and it goes terribly wrong or backfires

i am deeply familiar with such symptoms yes 😅 (you can get pregnancy brain from any influx or imbalance of estrogen and/or progesterone so i personally experience this a lot so this was very self indulgent djhgfs) i chose seung for this because i felt like he’s more likely to accidentally cross the line than mimo but if you want his version too let me know 🥹

(warnings; swearing, pregnant!reader, tears, slight angst, seungmin is a tsundy dumbass)

“hey, baby,” you yell into the living room as you rummage around the blankets looking for your phone. “is my phone there?”

seungmin and you were supposed to go out for a walk ten minutes ago but you couldn’t seem to find your shoes and then your second earring went missing and now your phone. you kept losing everything lately.

there’s no answer and you’ve already moved the pillows around three times but it’s nowhere. you don’t have any pockets, you’ve already checked your bag. “seung!!!”

“what?” he walks in, eyebrows raised at you.

“can you please help me?” you huff out, “i can’t find my phone and you aren’t helping.”

seungmin laughs loudly, deep and meaningfully like he does when he successfully teases his friends. you don’t really find any part of this funny.

“seung, this isn’t funny!!” you whine, “the bubble tea place is going to close in like,” you tap the phone in your hand, showing its ten minutes before their closing time, “in ten minutes and you said we’d go there but we won’t make it in ten minutes if i can’t find my fucking phone!”

“bubs, are you being serious?” he asks, eyebrows frowning in slight concern. you throw your hands up in the air.

“if you aren’t gonna help me just go on your walk alone then,” you groan, huffing before you sit down on the bed, looking left and right to try and find a hint of where your phone went off to.

“would it really be that hard for you to call me so i can find it?” you glare at him.

“nah,” he chuckles, “i’d like to see this one play out.”

“why are you being like this?” you sigh, looking up at him. seungmin just shrugs, the way he always does, but there’s a slight teasing smirk on his face.

usually, you know why he’s smirking like that at you. there’s some joke, some dance of his that you try and follow while you exchange banter between each other (and maybe throw in a few kisses to the mix). but right now you can’t seem to remember exactly what the conversation was about and if you started teasing him first but it kinda felt like he was laughing at you and you didn’t really like that. you look away from him, feeling suddenly exposed under his gaze.

you take in a deep breath as you pointedly ignore seungmin’s eyes on you. he’s studying you closely but you don’t really get why, and by now you’re sure the bubble tea place is closed and you’ve been craving it so badly for the past ten minutes you think you won’t ever eat again until you can satisfy the need for the softly popping tapioca pearls in your mouth. it’s too late now.

you feel your nose stinging lightly as tears gather up in your eyes. you blink them away, tonguing your cheek to try and calm yourself. you’ve already looked everywhere for your phone and your husband is being insufferable and not helping and your thighs burn all the time and your lower back has a constant dull ache in it and nothing ever makes it better and you want bubble tea so fucking bad.

you’re snapped out of your thoughts when you feel a small vibration in your lap.

it’s your phone. your phone!!!!

you jump up, eyes wide as you try and recall just how long it’s been in your lap (did seungmin put it there for you without you noticing?) but before you get to rush over him to thank him you see why the phone vibrated in the first place. a text message.

bubs’ hubs: pabo

your eyebrows frown, reading the message a few times. “you think i’m stupid?”

“what?” seungmin’s jaw practically drops to the floor. he blinks at you.

“you saw the phone was here this whole time and you let me get worried and waste our time just so you could call me stupid?” you feel the familiar stinging back as you blink quickly to stop the sting away. all it does is obscure your vision when the big drops start clinging onto your lashes.

“you’re not stupid,” seungmin says, quietly.

“but you just said i was, you could’ve said here’s your phone but what you said is stupid.”

“no, it wasn’t as like ‘stupid’ i meant pabo like affectionately you know, like how i say you’re annoying and i hate you and stuff?” he raises his eyebrows hopefully, dipping his head enough to look directly into your eyes. you see his own brown ones fill with worry when he sees just how much you’re crying.

“i’m annoying and you hate me…” you confirm quietly, walking past seungmin and into the living room. you didn’t realise seungmin thought that about you, but it was best to have everything out in the open you guess.

“what else?” you say when you feel seungmin following you. “am i ugly? do you think i’m mean and hopeless?”

“no, no, no,” seungmin quickly grabs your wrist, cupping your fingers in both of his large hands. “you misunderstood.”

“because i’m stupid,” you agree.

“no!” seungmin huffs. “you just couldn’t find the phone, it’s okay.”

“but you texted saying t—“

“—i texted so you’d find it. i thought it would make you laugh because objectively it is kinda silly to look for your phone when you’re holding it,” you feel more tears slip down your cheeks, “and you’re super cute when you’re silly.”

you squeeze his hands softly.

“seung,” you feel a sob rip through your chest, “my bubble tea.”

“i know,” he soothes, squeezing your hand tightly, “i’ll get you one from somewhere else?”

you nod quickly. seungmin affirms with a low hum and kisses your forehead, but you recoil.

“hey,” he lets out softly.

“i don’t, i don’t get why i’m annoying,” you shake your head, wiping away at your stubborn tears.

“you aren’t,” seungmin whines, jumping in place a few times. “i was just teasing!”

“but why would—“

“—because i’m the pabo, okay? i didn’t realise it was over the line. i just wanted to make my bubs laugh.”

“it wasn’t funny,” you stubbornly mumble.

“i know. bad puppy,” he frowns at you, or more like himself, and you giggle at the way his bottom lip sticks out.

he wraps his arms around you, hugging you tightly as he sways the pair of you from side to side. seungmin feels bad, awful even, for disregarding how emotional you might be. especially now while carrying his child for him. so he kisses you softly, the kiss stretching over a couple of minutes, before he quickly orders you the bubble tea you wanted and insists on cuddling you until he’s forgiven. he already is, you aren’t really so sure why you were that upset at something pretty trivial, but the tears kept coming and you couldn’t help them.

seungmin kisses them away regardless of how embarrassed you were by the whole thing, and then he presses a soft kiss on your belly too.

Love Foolish

(A/N: This series is a commissioned work. The idea and the characters to be used were given to me, and it seemed interesting so I made a plot and ran with it. Enjoy ^_^ PS. I Made Sana's Fiancee's name Mark. Couldn't think of a better name)

Chapter 1-1: The Fall

*Plok... Plok... Plok... Plok*

A blinking red dot drew Sana's half lidded gaze away from the lens of the camera.

"Ungh~ hngh~ uhh~!" Her weak grunts and hoarse groans echoes in tune with the clapping sounds of her ass cheeks- the filthy bed and the rickety headboard banging along with the sinful beat.

*Creeeaak... Tok... Tok... Tok... Tok...*

With her vision nearly fading to black, and with Dex carnally pounding her from behind, her fucked stupid mush of a brain tried to recall one thing...

How did it turn out this way?

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5 hours earlier~

*Pak*

Her crisp slap resonated all across the shabby walls of the motel room, yet it failed to wipe that infuriating smirk off his face. Undeterred, Sana went for another, only to stop midway as his cold onyx eyes -filled with loathing and fury, turned back to her once more.

Step Back! Kick him off and run! - her instincts screamed. She tried to shuffle back, she really did, but his scathing gaze held her rooted in place. 

"W-why?" She asks- her voice near silent, shaky. His only response was a condescending raise of his eyebrow.

"I thought we were friends! Why w-"

"Why? You ask that? After everything you did...?!" His response confused her.

"W-what did I even-" All of a sudden he steps into her space, his once gentle face contorted in anger. Instinctively she shut her eyes, bracing herself for a nasty hit - but it never came. Instead, two gentle fingers lifted her face from her chin, forcing her brown irises to look upon him once more.

"What didn't you do? Huh? Tell me. Did it feed your ego- playing with my feelings like that?"

"I-I-I... I didn't- "In a beat he let her go, turning away as he swore up a storm.

"Huh... So you knew... Did it please you to watch every time I chased you around the office like a lost little puppy? The gifts I gave... The chocolates, the bentos... You enjoyed using me... Didn't you?" He turned back to her once more, his smile maniacal. Sana frantically tried to explain, but Dex was having none of it.

"Here's whats gonna happen next... Sana-chan~" He held up his phone and showed her a clip- It was them just a few minutes earlier, cleverly edited to look like they were meeting for an affair in the motel room. He swiped next and an edited chat log of her sending him nudes popped out.

"In about 60 seconds, these 'evidences' will be sent automatically to your precious fiancee and his family." At this, Sana's eyes widened. She swipes the phone off his hands and tries to stop it but it locks immediately.

"Then! After that, your nude collection will be sent to every single worker in our company."

Now in full panic mode, she shakily shoves the phone back to Dex.

"Dex please... I'm sorry, okay? I'm so fucking sorry. That's what you wanted to hear isn't it? Please... stop this madness. I-I got money! Lots of it! My fiancee is a rich businessman! Name your price a-and I'll pay." She pleads desperately. He just yawns and throws a bored look on her face.

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29 seconds

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"I'll do anything! Please just stop this!" Just as her tears were about to fall, Dex opens up his phone and aborts the app temporarily.

"Anything~?" Venom laced his voice like sweet poisonous honey, his smile morphing into a roguish Cheshire grin... 

She gulps as she nods, slowly... reluctantly. 

"A-Anything..."

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"Strip."

"W-what?"

Instinctively, Sana's arms crossed protectively over her chest as her wide eyes stare at him incredulously.

"Dont make me ask you again."

Sana bit her lips out of frustration, tears in her eyes threatening to fall as she looked away. 'Shit. Shit fuck shit... Don't cry Sana. Be strong. Give him nothing - not your love, not your passion, not even hate... Just nothing. He may have your body today, but he won't ever have your heart.'

She closes her eyes and breathes deep, calming her heart as she steels herself for whats about to come.

*Flop*

Her pink blazer was the first to drop. Dex's eyes were instantly on her collar, tracing a line down her milky white skin as she unbuttons her blouse bit by bit. His cock stirs as he catches a glimpse of her sky blue bra- it looks like they're laced.

'Definitely expensive. Not like I expected anything less.' She was about to remove her blouse when he suddenly intervened.

"Stop. Keep the blouse on for now. Drop your skirt first." He commanded, stepping closer this time.

At this, Sana bit her lips even harder, fighting valiantly to keep her tears from spilling out.

*Zzziipp... Flop...*

In one fell swoop, her pencil skirt had dropped to the ground, pooling around her black heels. Slowly she stepped forward, kicking it off somewhere to the side. Then, as she turned to stare at him, she was surprised. His once cold onyx eyes now burned with want. His shirt now fully unbuttoned, gave her a sneak peak of his ripped chest and rock hard abs.

Like a hungry tiger he circled around his prey, drawing closer as he eyes her every curve. From her ample breasts to her soft supple thighs, he burned every detail of her perfect body into his memory; till he came to stop directly behind her. He smirked. 

*Smack!* 

She yelps as his palm connects with her tush, causing her to jump a little in place. He watches as her ass jiggles hypnotically, ignoring the dirty looks she sends his way. He bites his lips as he suddenly palms her ass cheeks- one in each hand, and uses them to pull her closer towards him.

With a bestial growl, he buries his nose on her neck. The sweet musky scent of iris and jasmine driving him further and further from reason. 

"*Sniiifff* *GrrrrrMmm~* You're not gonna believe the things I dreamt of doing to this fine ass. *Smack!* Mmm~ You're not gonna be able to walk once I'm done with you."

Sana rolls her eyes at this, fighting the urge to quip back. 'Ughh~ why is it always the same tired line with these guys. Mark even says the same things. Ugh, whatever Sana. Just continue to give him nothing...' 

As Dex looked up to the emotionless Sana, he smirked.

"Playing hard to get huh? Let's see how long you hold out... *Sniff* Mmm~ fair warning- I am nothing compared to your fiancee. *Ahmp~*"

He starts to work his way up, leaving a trail of feather-like kisses- from her bare shoulders to her porcelain neck, to the back of her ears then on its very tip.  To Sana, this was easy. These were the same old moves her fiancee always does. That was until- 

"Hnyah~" She yelped as an audible moan almost came out her mouth. Dex had somehow found her pulse point with his mouth and started to suck on it- hard.

'F-fuck~ How'd he f-find my weak spot that quick. N-not even Mark could- ' "H-Hyahh~ Mmmph..." Her hands flew to her mouth, stifling any more sounds from escaping.

"What's wrong Sana-chan~? Weren't you planning on giving me nothing? *Ahmph~*" Dex grinned smugly as his hands reluctantly left her ass and slowly climbed up her chest. In one fell swoop, he pulled down her bra and exposed her already hardening nipples to the cool air. 

"W-wait D-Dex I- *Uhhhhh~*"  He rolled each nipple in his fingertips as he tugged on them lightly; all the while continuing to lick and suck on her pulse point. He twisted and pulled, he groped while he sucked. At one point, he even reached up her hair to pull it back, giving him even more unrestricted access to her neck. He fell into a steady rhythm and not even a minute in, Sana was putty in his skillful hands.

'H-hyah~ S-So good... Mmm~ Get it together Sana. Stop moaning like a bitch in heat!'  Sana's head felt faint and her legs were like jelly. She was so out of it that she almost didn't even register that he'd nipped her lower lips with his own. As she opened her eyes, she was met with his own, burning... wanting... hungering....

She didn't know why, but she kissed back, ferociously nipping his lips with her own. When his tongue swiped over her lips asking for entrance, she gave it easily, entangling his tongue in hers whilst her fingers tangled in his long raven locks. 

His other hand- the one that's not still fondling her exposed tits, snaked down her center and found a very damp spot right on her very core. She was soaking wet. She'd never felt dizzy from a kiss before- not even from Mark; and yet here she was, pussy flooding her panties just from a kiss (and some titty fondling).

He pressed and rubbed over and over the damp spot of her baby blue panties, ruining them even more. She let out a large gasp as he humped her clothed ass with his rock hard erection, hitting one of her erogenous zones and making her legs tremble even more.

'S-Shit.. fuck anm I really about to cum just from being kissed and fondled?' Seeing she was close, Dex intensified his efforts. He rubbed her clothed pussy even harder, kneaded her tits like fine dough, and sucked on her pulse point even more- enough to leave a mark. Her chest rose and fell with every ragged breath. Her sweat dripped down her brow, mixing slightly with some tears. Her hips were bucking hard, seeking even more friction against his tender hands. Just as she was about to cum he pulled away, laying her down gently on the bed.

He watched as the Japanese goddess lay her head back tiredly, scrambling to catch her breath and steady her bearings. 

'I was right... That dumb fuck misogynistic fiancee of hers has no idea how to push her buttons... or even locate them. Heheh. This is gonna be fun~'

When Sana finally calmed down from her near climax, she looked up frustratingly at the douche that denied her release. 'What the fuck is he playing a- ' Her train of thoughts stopped upon seeing Dex's now fully naked form. Yeah sure, it still surprised her that the lanky nerdy Dex she knew was actually ripped and well toned; but what surprised her the most was the size of his cock. Standing around 7 inches long, he was so much bigger than her fiancee- in fact, he was longer by 5 inches. He was thick and veiny too, and now it was rock hard and pulsing just above her.

As he hovered above her, she clamped her eyes shut and looked away, not wanting to look at his face any longer. 'I'm feeling guilty enough as it is. Just... please get it over with quick.' She thought sadly. And so she waited, and waited. There was no pain, not even a hint of him trying to enter her pussy.

As she opened her eyes, she sees him with that cocky smirk once again. She was about to yell at him to just get it over with when he slinked downwards, down to her nethers.

'W-What the?'

As he forced her closed legs open, he kissed along her inner thighs, eliciting a gasp from her as he playfully bites on the sensitive flesh.

'Where's he going with this?' Her hazy mind thought, and as he ripped her panties off, she got her answer. Like a snake coiling before it strikes, he sniffed along her thighs until he got close to her core.

In a rush, her shaking hands covered her slick pussy as a ruby red blush crept up on her face.

"W-what are you doing? I-its dirty down there!"

She tried to close her legs but he was too strong. Suddenly, he looked at her with those eyes of his again. He didn't have to say anything, all her instincts, her entire existence was telling her to submit. Biting her lips, she hesitantly moved her hands away and just covered her breasts.

"Good girl~" She doesn't know why, but those words made her even wetter than she already was.

Dex however, was in heaven. He eagerly spread her labia with his thumbs and watched as Sana's pussy pulse and throb in heat. He drew closer and took a long needy sniff. 'Mmmm~... If I had a choice... I wanna bury my face in this pussy all day...'"*Sniiffff* Uhhhh~ Fuckk~" Her sweet musky scent was so damn intoxicating. He spots a trickle of juices leaking out so he darts his tongue and dives in.

"Uhhh~ Hahhh~ F-fuckkkkkk~" The moment his tongue landed on her wet cunt, Sana immediately saw stars. Mark had never eaten her out before- said it was filthy and degrading. Yet here was Dex eagerly exploring her insides with his tongue curling, and darting- looking around for that sweet tiny bundle of nerves. 

"Holy Shit!~ Haaahh~" Judging by her reactions, he'd found it. Sana thrashed and moaned as she threw her head back. His hands pinned her pelvis in place as he relentlessly targeted her bud with his tongue. 

"Oh god~ uhhhh~ right there~" Bit by bit Sana's mind slowly turned to mush as he licked long strips from the base of her pussy to her clit. The repeating motion drove her crazy.  Once in a while he'll enclose his lips on her swollen bud and just suck or hum on it, sending vibrations down to her very core.

'What is he doing to me. Fuck~ I can't think straight anymore~ Uhhh~' It didn't take long for Sana's hips to buck and thrash wildly; and while his hands kept her hips firmly in place, her back arched beautifully as she neared her peak.

"F-Fuck D-Dex I... Something's coming. Uhhh~ S-Stop stop stop I'm cummmiiiiinnnng~" With a muted scream Sana threw her head back and came- hard. She gripped the sheets tightly as her back arched even more, her pointed heels digging  deep into the bed.

Dex watched as Sana came down from her high, chest heaving, lungs desperate for some air. When he saw that she was almost calm, he started again.

"D-Dex w-wait I- Haaahnnmm~" 

Dex spent a long time buried nose deep in Sana's pussy, bringing her to orgasm again

...

and again

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and again

...

By the time he was done, her hips couldn't stop bucking, her hair was a tousled mess, and her cheeks were stained with her makeup and tears.

He hovered over her once again, tenderly brushing the stray hair away from her eyes. As his eyes met up with her droopy hazy ones, his voice once again dropped low. He issued another command and Sana could just feel herself growing wetter.

"Get up... all fours. I'm fucking you from behind."

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Next Chapter 1-2: Need to Own, Need to Breed... (Coming very soon)

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actually, this is cute

We cry together

Pairing: Idol Hyunjin × non Idol Gn!Reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, drabble

Request: Can I request reader who’s an en empath and when she senses that hyunjin has been sad lately she starts crying and then that makes hyunjin cry too and finally open up to her about what’s wrong😭🩷

Warnings: none I can think of

A/n: I think you requested this like last year💀 I'm sorry for taking so long but hopefully you'll like it!

Hyunjin hasn't been himself lately, and you knew that better than anyone else.

His eyes were darker than usual, like he was feeling tired all the time. He'd barely joke around anymore or do his dramatic antics. You knew he wasn't being his normal self, however you didn't know why.

"I'm fine, don't worry" was his usual response to any approach you'd have. Just like now. A whole week had passed and he still was walking around like a zombie - a zombie who'd always fake a smile to try to make you feel a little bit relieved.

You didn't know what else to do. You tried to talk just to hear lies about how he was feeling alright. You tried to comfort him just to realise that he was wearing a barrier around him. You tried to be there for him just to realise that he himself wasn't there, nor anywhere. He was so inside his mind that the real world was inexistent to him.

With this dilemma inside your mind, the whole day had already passed and it was time to bid goodbye. He didn't look at you though, and his "goodnight" was such a whisper that you doubt he meant to say that at all.

Now that's a funny thing about loving someone. You don't only have feelings for them, you have their feelings. If they are happy you're gonna share their smiles. If they are angry you're gonna share their screams. And if they are sad, even if you don't exactly know the reason, you're bound to share their tears.

So when you hug Hyunjin as a farewell, you can't help but cry. You didn't mean to, but the more you cried the more helpless you felt and just tried to find comfort in your lover by hugging him tighter, hoping that you wouldn't disturb him. However, your sobs made Hyunjin come back to earth and back to you.

"Love?" he asked with a soft voice "are you crying?"

You didn't reply at first. Oh, how embarrassing it was to cry like that for no apparent reason. But Hyunjin took your face in his hands and looked at you with the kindest eyes to ever exist. It was the first time in the whole week that he looked at you properly. You didn't realise how much you missed it.

"What happened?"

"I should be the one asking this, Hyunjin. You've been weird for God knows how long and you refuse to tell me what's wrong."

A mixture of confusion and guilt showed up in his eyes before he dried your face with his thumb "You're crying because of me?"

You smiled. Not because you found it funny, but because you couldn't believe the situation itself.

"I just... I just want you to know that you can trust me. I'm here. For whatever you may need or want. Even if I can't solve the problem, I hope that at least we can cry together."

Hyunjin hugged you closer before you could see his tears forming. It was kinda contradicting, really. But for Hyunjin, the way you were already crying together ended up solving the problem in his head, at least for enough time for him to breathe again.

"Do you think I could sleep here tonight?" His voice was a little bit muffled, his face in the crook of your neck, but his words resonated in your skin. You felt he was little to little coming back to life.

"Of course. Why's that?"

"I wanna trust you tonight. I'll tell you everything. Just let me be here with you, please."

"Always."

Reblogs and feedback are always appreciated!

Dividers by @enchanthings

hey kacii boo 💞 i have a request if that’s okay?

hear me out ☝️

a/b/o OT8 skz x omega reader and reader finds out she is pregnant? the boys start noticing her acting different and she accidentally leaves a pregnancy test on the counter, causing the boys to see. When she gets home, the boys sit her down and talk to her about it ending in group cuddles from the boys 🫶🏻

I'm in love with this, truly! ❣ Word Count: 1.9k [I did not mean to type that much] ❣ Warnings: A/B/O Poly! SKZ x Omega! Reader, pregnancy, angst if you squint, mention of birth control, fluff, comfort ❣ Additional Tags: Mentions of Chris being an alpha, Felix, Jisung and Hyunjin being omegas as the only specific pack roles, no clear mated pairings within the pack but it's sort of Chris x Reader centered toward the end

It would begin with the most intuitive of the pack members noticing your extremely slight deviation from your usual routines - Felix.

He was a fellow omega, like Jisung and Hyunjin, but he was the most aware of everyone's trends and habits; which meant it was immediately apparent to him that something was wrong when you start doing small things like wearing pajama pants around the house as opposed to your favorite, work out pajama shorts.

Eventually, the small things he noticed began to grow into big things that the rest of his pack mates would catch onto, such as the way you turned away your favorite snacks when Changbin offered them, or the way you couldn't seem to stand the smell of Seungmin's shampoo though you spent countless nights washing his hair with the same product before. There was even one night where you snapped at Jeongin when he tried cuddling up to you when you least expected it, then immediately started crying because you felt bad.

Since that night you'd resorted to staying in the "guest room", which was simply a spare room for anyone who needed their own space for some time - which was highly disliked by each of your pack mates, but they wouldn't take away your decision.

One day, when you were out running a few errands, Minho was the brave soul who would venture into your temporary room to do a bathroom sweep to clean and take out any trash. What he didn't expect, however, was the waft of an overly sweet scent overwhelming his senses the second he opened the door - nor was he expecting to stumble across a plastic pregnancy test on the counter.

When you walked through the front door, reusable bags in hand, you were met with eight pairs of eyes staring at you, freezing you in place as you stared back with worried confusion.

"Um... Hi?"

The mix of scents usually eased you, but with the thick layer of anticipation and worry threaded throughout, you weren't sure what to expect.

"Kitten, can you come sit with us for a minute?" Minho offered softly as Changbin was the first to stand, walking over to take the bags from your hands and bring them to the kitchen for the time being.

Left with no other choice, you walked into the living room and sat in the empty space between Felix and Hyunjin; Jisung sliding onto the floor to rest against your leg while Jeongin and Seungmin settled against the opposite, before Changbin filled the space behind Hyunjin while Minho remained next to Felix.

Easing into the comfortable, impromptu cuddle puddle, you figured the impending discussion was going to be simple until Chris stood before the group - directly in front of you.

"Love... You know you can tell us anything, right?"

You bristled at his cautious tone, though the feeling of Hyunjin's hand grazing against your own eased your guard. "I know I can - what's this about?"

"You've been acting different lately, and at first we just thought it was because of a period, or a new symptom of your heat coming up, but then you started avoiding food and smells, and isolating yourself from us." Chris tried his best to keep his tone level, to keep the authority that swelled within him at a tolerable value, but his unwavering gaze showed all of his emotions. "Then Minho found this-" reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out the same device that had thrown you into a panicked fit, so much so that you had to leave the house for a sudden errand run, "-and it all started to make sense. Why didn't you tell us you were pregnant, love?"

A pang of shame shot through your heart like an arrow, and judging by the disheartened whines from the boys immediately around you, they already felt the shift within you.

"We aren't upset, Jagi," Jisung pouted up at you as he nudged your thigh with his nose, round eyes filled with love.

Hyunjin nodded against your shoulder, bringing your hand up to press a soft kiss to the back, "We're just worried about you, muse."

A shivering breath rattled through you as you blinked back hot tears, looking up at the eldest, the head alpha among your unlikely pack.

"C-Chris, I- I don't-" You sniffled, cursing the tremble in your voice, "I wasn't trying to keep it a secret, I swear - I knew something was different but I didn't want to assume anything until I took the test last night and-" Biting back a sob, you felt a soft touch against your cheek - Minho's hand wiping away a stray tear. "I just... I didn't know how to say it so I went out to clear my head and figure out the words to say to you - to everyone because I- I'm not sure who got me pregnant! I didn't even skip my birth control, for fucks sake!"

This wasn't planned - despite a few discussions here and there about the potential idea of introducing pups in the future, none of you had done the true mating bond to solidify who would be the one to directly grow the pack with you, and the stress of it all had pushed you to isolation without you even realizing until you'd moved yourself to the guest room.

"Bunny, please take a breath for us." Changbin pleaded, leaning over so you could have a clear view of his comforting gaze, "You know none of us would be any type of hurt over who's pup you're carrying, not when it's the miracle of you being the one bearing them. It doesn't matter who did it, we'll figure that out when the time comes, all that matters is you being healthy and cared for - no more isolating."

"Bin's right," Chris piped up once more, drawing all attention to him with ease, "all we want to do is make sure you're okay - no matter how sudden this is, I don't think any of us weren't aware of something like this potentially happening. None of this is anyone's fault, none of ours and none of yours, you hear me?"

Nodding softly, you smiled at the subtle sensation of Seungmin squeezing your calf in a hug of sorts while Jeongin nuzzled against your thigh.

Minho cleared his throat softly, leaning forward to take your free hand within his, "I... I didn't mean to intrude on your privacy, Kitten - I would never look through your things without you knowing, and I'm sorry for not going to you first."

You squeezed his hand, looking at him with warm, glimmering eyes, "It's okay, Min, I know you meant well - I'm not mad at you at all. Honestly, it would've only been a matter of time until someone clocked it was pregnancy, anyways."

"You do have a new smell, Pup." Seungmin muttered from the floor, Jeongin nodding alongside him.

"Felix thought you were falling out of the pack - Chan had to talk him off the ledge," Jisung laughed, earning a few chuckles from Changbin and Hyunjin at the recollection of the memory.

The blond whined, lips pursed into a pout, "I was worried we did something wrong! I'm sorry I'm the only one who thinks of these things!"

Cooing, you nudged the side of your head against his, "It's okay, Lixie, there's no way I'd ever think of leaving any of you, you guys are my home."

He hummed softly, and you could feel the cuddle puddle slowly begin to set in but there was one final thing missing before you could truly feel at ease with the situation.

Untangling yourself from the tangle of bodies and arms, you made your way toward the eldest who was watching the scene with warm eyes and a soft smile - something he'd taken a liking to doing when he thought he wasn't being watched.

Without a moment to spare, you wrapped your arms around his middle, melting into the familiar mahogany and coconut scent as his arms wrapped around you in kind, securing you in a natural protective hold.

"I'm sorry for worrying you, Channie." You murmured into his chest before leaning back to look at him, "And I'm sorry for not saying anything when I first felt off, I genuinely didn't think it could've been this."

"You don't have to apologize, baby, you were only doing what you felt was right at the time." Pausing for a moment, he studied your face slowly, "I know this whole conversation was a lot to throw at you so soon, but I just want to make sure... Are you okay with this? Do you want to have a baby right now?"

You nodded before he could even fully finish his second question, "I'm sure - I know I was scared on how to say it, but I never felt scared about not being able to take care of this baby, not when I have the world's most amazing pack to raise it in."

It was the truth, there wasn't a single doubt within you that made you believe that having a pup would be difficult in the pack - it was a possibility, a thought that had been floated around enough to start considering the full mating process, and now was the time to turn that thought into a processing reality.

A deep rumble vibrated through Chris's chest and he ducked his head in an attempt to hide away from the blush that had already consumed his ears, the sound making you melt against his body and draw the attention of the seven boys watching from their seats.

"Someone's happy to be a dad," Hyunjin teased with a grin, earning a scoff from Minho.

"Who says it's him?"

"I'm just saying it cause of his reaction! Technically we're all dads until she gets a scent tie, so why can't I place my bet now?"

Jisung groaned, "Placing bets on a baby is so inhumane... I bet it's Changbin's."

"What?! Why is my name in this now? What if it's Jeongin's?"

The youngest made a sound that could only be best described as confused shock as his head shot up to look at the man, "Listen, I'd be honored, but I can say for a fact it wasn't me! I'm too young to be a father!"

"That's not what you were saying when-"

Chris cleared his throat with a pointed look, "Okay, how about we not have this debate and go cuddle and think about dinner, yeah?"

With that, the mini crowd dispersed in a jumble of comments, heading down the hall toward his room since - in an ironic retrospect - that's where the biggest bed was put.

As the living room grew quieter, he looked at you with warm eyes, "I have a feeling it's mine."

You laughed in shock, hitting his chest lightly, "What happened to 'let's not have this debate', Mr. Bang?"

"It's not a debate! It's just a... speculation, a theory, if you will." He murmured softly, leaning down to press his lips to yours in a quick kiss. "Now come on, the last time that combination went into my room, they turned my bed into a wrestling ring and I just found a replacement for my lamp online."

Letting him lead you down the hall, a soft smile settled onto your lips as your free hand came to subconsciously rest over your stomach - the pride of the new life growing within you and the one changing before your eyes filling you with a new sense of optimism and anticipation.

[unedited]

minors dni. cockwarming. consensual somno.

He runs warm.

His hands warm yours on days when you're at risk of losing feeling in your fingers, assisted occasionally by the soft press of his lips to your skin or a thawing breath from his lungs.

His thighs are soft and warm when he drapes one over you and tugs you against his chest on chilly nights.

His neck provides a safe haven for your stinging nose as you wait for the lights to let you cross the road on a dark winter evening.

He runs warm.

Then there are parts of him that are hot.

When you ask him very nicely—adding a few soft kisses between sweet pleas—he'll slip his hot cock inside you on the coldest nights. He'll heat you from the inside out like your favourite hot drink.

A warm, firm press of his palm to your stomach, warm lips on your neck, hot cock pulsing in your gut. Heat and warmth and—

"Still cold?" he mumbles into your neck, lips still wet from messy kisses.

An involuntary shiver races down your spine. You know he knows... just like he always does. It's not temperature induced.

"That feel nice?" he coos. "Hm? Nice and full?" He punctuates his soft spoken caress with a roll of his hips. "All warm, sweetheart?"

You fall asleep that way, hot and full with his solid chest pressed against you. Sometimes you wake up to his hips rolling into you again, a final flood of heat spilling from his twitching cock.

i’m still here because what the fuck