Company.

—midnight getaway. (m)

⟶ pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader 

⟶ genre: sprinkle of youtuber!wooyoung + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 6,488

⟶ rating: 18+ 

⟶ summary: a “romantic” getaway surrounded by your friends leads to an interesting night alone with wooyoung

⟶ warnings: pwp, wooyoung says baby a lot bc he’s in love, some teasing woo, exhibitionism, doggy style, sort of praise kink, ass play (fingering, fem!recieving), breast play/fondling, finger sucking, riding, unprotected sex, creampie 

⟶ note: this is the first fic i’ve written in a while and my first ateez fic no one come for me pls also this is dedicated to the lovely @kithtaehyung​ !! thank you for always encouraging me and my wooyoung antics!! 💛

p.s. this is shamelessly inspired by this wooyoung selfie!!

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5 weeks。 (m)

pairing: idol!jung wooyoung x fem-stylist!reader genre: idol universe, strangers to lovers, colleagues to lovers, smut (age gap, unspecified range, reader is older) word count: 12.3k summary: in which freelancing stylist gigs puts you between a rock and a hard place.

the rock being “never slept with a client before and not looking to start now,” and the hard place being a younger than you and much too daring for his own good, jung wooyoung.

a/n: a gift for a friend. you’re welcome and fly high, S ♡ also i wrote half of this with post 2nd vaccine dose brain fog so erm we moved.

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guided masturbation : seonghwa

a/n: this is exactly what the title says. just imagine seonghwa helping you get off. (i didn’t put the taglist in this bc it was something very specific and i don’t know if people would be comfortable or not)

cw: fem!reader. smut, masturbation, a lot of dirty talk, mention of oral, fingering, hint of clit play and nipple play . if there’s something else i should put here please let me know

💬 “lay down on the bed and rest your head on the pillow, i want you be relaxed for this, no other thoughts in your head, just me and my voice. and your pleasure. can you do that for me, hm?

make sure you’re comfortable, you can cover yourself up with a blanket or, you can think of me being there with you and have your body in full display, just for me.

but please baby, just listen to my voice. it’s just me and you baby, and i want you to do everything i say.

close your eyes.”

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DRUNK DIALLING

beomgyu x reader

warnings: dirty (but not really) voicemails, sexual tension, light dirty talk but it cuts off bc i’m a tease

a/n: i wrote this ages ago but i just wanna get it out the drafts even tho i don’t like it.

“b-beomgyu!” he hears your chirpy voice speak through the speaker on his phone. he woke up that morning with a few missed calls and missed messages from you from the early hours in the morning when he was asleep.

it was nothing new, you always spammed him with those things when you went out and got drunk without him. it made him feel special, that you were always the first he went to.

“i think i had a little too much to drink, i-i’m home now but i miss you.” you slurred your words and he smiles at his best friends habits of your sing song voice when you were drunk.

“there’s so much i want to tell you right now, just so i can watch the pretty smile on your lips.” the tips of beomgyu’s ears turn red from the sudden compliment before the voicemail ends there. luckily for him, there were more. he clicks play on the other calls and waits for what else you have to say, ready to tease you about it the next time he sees you.

“don’t even get me started on your lips, beomgyu theyre so pretty…” you giggle and beomgyu shakes his head lightly “…so fucking hot too.”

this time beomgyu’s smile vanished from his lips, he’s used to you calling him cute. you calling him hot was something that never happened, but something he could get used to.

“they’re just so inviting, it’s just a shame we’ve been friends for this long and you haven’t kissed me yet.” he hears you sigh dramatically followed by a hiccup and beomgyu cannot believe what he is hearing, of course he’s thought those things about you and he’s thought worse things but he never knew that’s what you wanted.

“wanna kiss you so bad.” he bites back his smile before the second voicemail ends and he can see that he has one more left to listen to. he sat for a second, trying to collect his thoughts.

only thinking ‘you know what they say, drunk words are sober thoughts’

so with a shaky finger, his clicks play on the final voicemail you left for him before he assumes you fell asleep.

“want to fall apart all over your pretty face.” and now beomgyu was really shocked, there was no way you had just said that and then willingly send the message.

“fuck- beomgyu i want you so bad.” his mouth hangs open slightly before the third and final voicemail ends.

he sat there on his bed, mind racing a million miles an hour as he contemplates what he should do. part of him wants to run to your place and give you everything you were talking about, the other part was telling him you were drunk and that’s not what you actually wanted.

after what feels like a lifetime, he takes his gamble and picks up his phone and clicking on your caller ID and another part of him prays that you don’t pick up.

“mornin’” your groggy voice chuckles lightly but beomgyu’s heart rate is so fast he doesn’t feel like he can laugh right now.

“i’m guessing your call means i got absolutely shitfaced last night.” you laugh again, like beomgyu thought, it wasn’t the first time that you had sent him voicemails but none had been as open as last nights.

“something like that.” was all he could muster, he wanted to talk about what you said, but how was he meant to bring something like that up.

“god, you’re so quiet.” you sigh “was i really that bad.” you say sitting up but as soon as you did you regretted your option and flop back down on the bed.

“you were just more honest.” honest was an interesting way to put it, at least beomgyu hoped it was you being honest.

“what did i say.” and now it was your turn to feel nervous, he was never this tense when you gave him multiple calls and messages and now he didn’t seem to have a lot of words.

“i mean…” beomgyu chuckles slightly before thinking about if he should mention it “…you said the usual.” and you blush slightly, you called beomgyu cute all the time it wasn’t a shock anymore.

“oh good, i thought i said something mean to you.” you sigh.

“you also said i was pretty this time too.” he says bluntly and you frown for a split second, trying to recall what you said but you cannot remember for the life of you.

“especially my lips apparently.” the smugness in his tone was evident as you feel yourself flush even more at your loose mouth “you even called them hot.” he smirks down the line and now it was your turn to feel shocked.

“oh.”

“yeah.”

“i-i don’t remember that.” you stutter and it only adds fuel to his fire.

“i remember very clearly.” he says pretending to fake think even though he knows you can’t see him “actually.” he says excitedly and it only makes your stomach drop even more.

“i think i remember more.” beomgyu says and you hear him shuffle on the other end of the line.

“like what?” your voice was quiet and timid and he can just picture the look of distress on your face. he also knows there’s no way you could guess what your drunk mouth revealed to him last night.

“i remember you saying something along the lines of ‘i want to fall apart on your face’ would you like you explain what you meant by that?” he smirks again and your jaw hangs wide open, not being able to comprehend anything despite wanting to defend yourself.

“beomgyu i’m sorry i-” you try and apologise but he cuts you off.

“that doesn’t sound like an explanation.” he shakes his head while he tuts down the line and you feel yourself swallow a lump in your throat about how much he must hate you right now.

“so let me explain for you” you bite the inside of your cheek feeling like your words are stuck in your throat.

“i think that my pretty little friend got a little too drunk isn’t that right?” he asks you and you still can’t bring yourself to speak until he demands an answer from you.

“yes.” was all you could muster.

“and my pretty little friend accidentally told me a little too much, isn’t that right?” his voice was filled with fake sympathy.

“yes.”

“and my pretty girl wants to kiss me.”

“y-yes.” feeling giddy at the change of nickname from him.

“and i want to kiss my pretty girl back, and i want to watch her fall apart on my face, do you think i could come over?”

“p-please.”

he’s really just built like that

Genre: smut, fluff, humorous undertones

Pairing: barista!san & barista!wooyoung x fem!reader

Word Count: 7.6k

Warnings: idk just a lot of smut scenes, semi-public sex (in a bathroom), minor pet play (san discovers he’s furry trash), threesome with san and wooyoung but they’re not gay for each other, mild food play (whipped cream) 

Synopsis: How do you choose between two cute baristas competing for your attention? The short answer: you don’t. 

A/N: This one starts wholesome and gets wild. I have a problem with writing San with a furry kink oops,, anyway there’s three separate smut scenes in this so strap in and enjoy the ride~ this was so much fun to write and I hope it’s just as fun to read! Comments are appreciated as always <3 

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➳ dating chan was great. he was patient with you, loved you endlessly, and din’t try to pressure you into anything you were uncomfortable with. he let you choose the pace you wanted to go with your physical side of your relationship, never getting frustrated with you no matter how heated your kissing got or how horny you had gotten him. but now, after many months into your relationship, you were starting to think you were ready to take things further with him: one baby step at a time.

step one: receiving

step two: giving

step three: mobile

step four: soft and sweet

step five: punishment

step six: longing

step seven: jealousy

final step: double the trouble

chans moodboard // readers moodboard

➳ all rights reserved to starrychannies - all reposts or modifications to my series are completely prohibited.

step one: receiving

pairing: dom!chan x virgin!reader

warnings: afab reader, teasing, excessive making out, corruption kink, fluffy smut, praise, grinding, finger sucking, oral (reader receiving), vaginal fingering, dirty talk, aftercare.

word count: 3.5k

authors note: this is a reupload from http-chan. i am not stealing, i am reposting my own work.

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Pairing: Yeosang x reader(fem)

Word Count: 4.3k

Warnings: 18+ only, NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, oral sex(female receiving), fingering, nipple play, some fluff, happy ending, a little sappy but worth it, name-calling (use of princess and darling once)

Synopsis: All you want is a good night's rest after a long week but your noisy neighbor can't seem to give you a moment of peace, best to go knock on his door....

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I had just laid my head down on my pillow. The cool feeling on my cheek enveloping me. I could tell I was gonna sleep so good. I closed my eyes and let myself relax, looking forward to the good sleep that my body was hopeful for after a long week of stressful work. I had just begun to doze when it started. I knew it was too good to be true. That HE was for once not making some sort of racket next door.

"Yunho what the hell! You were supposed to be covering me!" A long pause then "Let's rendezvous back at home base and then we'll go back in on their camp."

My delightful neighbor, who was an avid gamer, was back at his weekend antics. Sunday through Thursday he didn't play anything past 10 pm. He was normal and actually slept so he could go to work the next day. But once Friday hit, he barely slept and played video games practically all night long. He was super handsome, why wasn't he out at the club or going on dates? He never had people coming over to his place...but he obviously had friends. He would yell at them while playing online games. "Cover me bro!" Or one of their many inside jokes being yelled at any given time. This was all so frequent that I knew all their names too. Yunho, Jongho, Wooyoung, San, Seongwha, Hongjoong, and Mingi. It was odd to feel like I personally knew these people but they didn't even know I existed.

My apartment had only one bedroom and it shared a wall with this gaming asshole. Sometimes I would have to sleep on the couch just to have peace and quiet on the weekends. We'd had neighborly interactions. A few months ago when he moved in I helped him with some boxes when I got home from work. He was an IT guy and he actually helped me set up my new TV and had fixed my laptop once. We had casual conversation whenever we saw each other. In the parking lot, in the elevator, while picking up the mail, at the small grocery store down the street. After the late night gaming started I had asked him nicely on a few occasions to be a bit more considerate about his volume and he'd smiled and assured me he'd keep it down...which he never did. So I'd ask again, and he'd say the same thing but just like every time before, he'd be on his usual fuckery like I hadn't asked him at all.

I let out a long sigh of frustration before rolling over on my stomach and putting my pillow over my head. Hoping for a solution to the noise but the muffled shouts at Seongwha still could be heard.

I'm not a confrontational person, I would even say I'm a push over for the most part. Every time I would ask him to keep it down I was basically so nice and passive, just being too kind about the whole thing. He was nice, had never been rude a single day since he moved in-outside of the gaming and yelling that is. So that made it hard for me to be mean, it just wasn't in my nature. Until now that is.

I tossed and turned in my bed. Every ounce of commentary coming from the room next door was keeping me from sleeping. After an hour of tossing and turning I couldn't take it anymore and I'd be damned if I'm sleeping on my couch one more weekend. I jumped out of bed and marched myself through my living room, past my kitchen and right out of my front door. To hell with shoes!

I banged on his door with my balled up fist, not holding back any of my frustrations. I waited about a minute and then I banged again when nobody answered.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I could here him call from inside. He swung the door open and shock crossed his eyes. Hell shock even crossed mine. He was shirtless, with black sweatpants low on his hips. My eyes took in the whole sight but I quickly righted my eyes to focus on his face. Only his face. God I hope he didn't notice my cheeks burning. I tried to play off my embarrassment and dove right into the whole reason I was banging on his door to begin with. 

"Yeosang I'm trying to sleep and all I can hear is you yelling at your buddies." I crossed my arms, half trying to hide the fact I wasn't wearing a bra and half because I was so frustrated with him.  My tattered, well worn, over sized t-shirt that was my most favorite and comfiest thing to wear to bed was not what I should have worn to confront my neighbor.

He leaned against the doorway of his apartment and put one hand in his sweatpants pocket while the other ran through his hair. His bare...sculpted...muscled...chest...flexed with every movement making heat come to cheeks. PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! I mentally slapped myself trying to stay focused. Swallowing my embarrassment and the lump in my throat I found my voice again.

"I'd really appreciate it if you could keep it down."  I said, playing up my annoyed tone

"It's really not that late, is it?" He quipped back with a smile, making me grit my teeth.

"It's past midnight Yeosang" I said flatly.

"Oh, um...I'm really sorry, I-uh- I know I get a little carried away." He ran a hand through his dark hair again. It was slightly wavy and a little fluffy from maybe air drying? WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT HIS HAIR ROUTINE? He smirked and chuckled, snapping me out of my thought. He then shifted his weight from one side of the door frame to the other, leaning on his opposite shoulder now. My eyes snuck a peak at his body again as he moved and I hated myself for it. I swallowed hard and took a deep breath in to try and regain any ounce of my composure I had when I barged over here. He was chuckling at me all while looking so damn attractive, it pissed me off! Was he really laughing at my frustration?

"You're an ass you know that? Some of us had shit weeks and want some rest! I'm tired of busting my ass all week to have to sleep on my couch every weekend to get some damn peace from you! Of all the neighbors to have I just had to get you didn't I!?" I don't know if it was me being grumpy from work or what exactly possessed me, but I didn't have a second thought when my right hand flew up and shoved his chest as I spat my words at him. He barely budged at all and my plan had been to attack and then run away....like an idiot kid...but I didn't even get a chance to turn away. He quickly grabbed my wrist before I could pull my arm back. He whipped me forward and the next thing I knew my body was sandwiched between him and the door frame he was just leaning on. My arm over my head,wrist pinned just above us. Once I registered what had happened all of my senses flooded with him. His scent, earthy and masculine. His feel, firm and solid. His breath tickling my nose because he was so close.

"I might be an ass for being loud...but maybe I was doing it on purpose... to make you talk to me." His eyes were searching mine as he spoke. I was frozen in place, stunned by him being this close to me, shocked from the words he was saying. "I'm sorry your week was shit." He said as he brushed a stray hair out of my face. His voice was husky but soft and warm. "I'm really glad to be your neighbor, I'm just...not good at talking to people that I like..." His checks grew pink and he looked down "and sleeping on the couch?" He shook his head and sighed "I'm sorry I drove you to that, that's not what I was trying to do..." He looked up, his brown eyes found mine again and I could see how genuinely sorry he was.

He let my wrist go from above us and I decided to let it rest on his firm muscled shoulder. In response to me not pulling away his hands moved to rest on my hips, they felt scorching hot against the thin material of my tshirt.

All this time he was being noisy to keep having me ask him to keep it down. Normally people just ask to hang out so they can get to know each other, but apparently not Yeosang. Maybe I should have been brave and made the first move weeks ago. I was attracted to him and had definitely been crushing on him. Now here I was sandwiched between him and his door frame with our hands on each other. I had a decision to make.

"Make it up to me." I said breathaly, maintaining the intense eye contact as the tension between us started to boil.

The recognition of what I was asking sparked in his eyes and I immediately hooked my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him to me, crashing my lips onto his. They melted against mine with a softness, his hint of stubble gently scratching against me. He swiped his tongue across my bottom lip asking for entrance and I opened. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled my body closer to him as he deepened the kiss, me body melding against his. Taking it from soft and sensual to needy and urgent.

Yeosang slid his hands from my hips to my ass and lifted me up with ease, making me squeal a little from surprise. He chuckled and smiled against my lips as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He started carrying me into his apartment after kicking the door shut with a thud. I held tight to him and kissed down his jaw line, peppering kisses over his neck as he walked. The apartment was dimly lit with ambient light and I couldn't make out much, not like I was paying attention to anything other than the man I was currently clinging to.

The next thing I knew he was lowering himself on to his couch with me shifting my legs to straddle him. In the new position where I was sitting on his lap I could feel his hard length pressed against my core. The only thing separating us were my panties and his sweatpants. My lips wasted no time in finding his again and I slid both my hands in his hair. I confirmed instantly that he had definitely taken a shower and his hair was slightly damp. I moaned into our sloppy kisses at the thought of him in the shower. His hands that were gently kneading my ass firmly pulled me forward making me rub across his erection creating delicious friction for the both of us. With my hand fisted in his hair I tugged gently as a rocked against him on my own free will now. Reveling in the feeling if him brushing my clit. He broke away from my kisses to lean his head back and suck in air through his teeth. His spoke in a low gravely tone that gave me goosebumps

"Thought I was supposed to be making it up to you? Hm? Why are you now treating me?" He squeezed my hips that were steadily rocking against him.

"Oh, darling I'm treating myself, you just happen to be getting some perks" I chuckled and reached for the hem of my shirt.  I pulled it up and over my head tossing it to the side. With my body bare to him his hands started roaming upwards. I kept a steady pace rocking against him, stoking my own pleasure, as i held on to his shoulders and threw my head back.

His hands cupped my breasts, the pads of his thumbs gently brushing over my nipples making them stand at attention. When his mouth wrapped around one hardened peak and sucked it cause me to whine in over sensitive pleasure. "Yeosang, ah-" he sucked harder making me dig my nails into his shoulders. He switched from one breast to the other, repeating his labors. My gasps and moans were the only sounds filling the room until he released my nipple with a pop making me whine at the loss of his mouth.

"Princess you've soaked through my sweatpants. We might as well get rid of the rest of these clothes...but first" he stood up making me squeal and hold on tight around his neck, he hooked his arms under me to make sure I didn't fall. "Let's go somewhere I bit more comfortable"

"I have legs! I can walk you know!" I swatted his back with my hand as he walked through the doorway into his bedroom, the lamp on the nightstand cast the whole room in a warm light

"Not for long" he chuckled darkly, sending goosebumps across my skin. He laid me down on his bed kissing the crook of my neck and then trailing tiny kisses across my chest, each breast, and worked his way lower till he got to the hem of my panties. He pauses looked up at me with dark and mischievous eyes. I bit my lip in anticipation and could feel my cheeks burn. He hooked his thumbs into the waist band of my panties and peeled them off of me before tossing them to the side. His trail of kisses continued, kissing the nook of where my thighs met hips. He reached an arm around each thigh and pulled me to the very edge of the bed where he waited on his knees with hungry eyes. I had gasped in shock and my chest was heaving from the anticipation of what his next move would be.

"Can I keep making it up to you?" He cocked his eyebrow at me waiting for my response.

"Please" I breathed, nodding my head, wanting nothing more than for this man to devour me. He smirked and quickly places my legs over his shoulders before wrapping his arms back underneath me and around thighs. I was spread out for him like a buffet and he waisted no time in tasting.

The flat of his hot tongue made contact with me and i arched my back in response. My slickness was everywhere and he lapped it up quickly making me squirm.

"Easy princess, I'm just getting started." He kissed my inner thigh before diving back in. He traced my lips with his tongue, teasing me and sending me into a relaxed state before he slowly dragged the tip of his tongue from my pulsing core all the way to my clit. He circled me a few times lazily before setting a punishing pace and digging his fingers into my thighs to hold me still.

My breathing was eradic, my body was practically convulsing at the attentive skills he was using. I used every ounce of my control to steady my breathing and focus on him, his tongue, and the feelings he was giving me. The white hot euphoria started burning in my gut, it sent tingles through out my body and I couldn't resist it. I was sent tumbling over the edge by it, gasping and crying out.

"Yeosang, oh god, oh god, please, fuck" my hips bucked but he didn't stop, he quickly shifted positions holding me steady and slowly put 2 fingers into my pulsing core and massaged the spot inside me that was already so sensitive. He did that while keeping his tongue steady on my clit.

Tears began burning my eyes as he stoked the white hot burning feeling all over again, my shaking body was secured by his muscular frame. "Yeosang, fuck, I'm coming!" When I came again i unleashed a flood onto his hand. My cunt pulsed around his fingers as aftershocks continued making me whimper. I had fisted his bed sheets so much they were wrecked and disheveled all around me. I'm sure they were ruined in other ways after what Yeosang had just coaxed from me.

"Oh princess" he kissed my thighs as he gently pulled his fingers out of me. Making me whimper at the over sensitivity "you are so fucking beautiful. Is it bad to say I dreamed of this moment?" He slipped his dripping fingers into his mouth as he sucked them clean. He then licked his palm clean of all my essence and smiled at me like he was pleased beyond measure.

"I can't even form words right now Yeosang" I panted, light headed from what just happened.

"Good, means I'm making it up to you in the right way." He massaged my hips where he was holding me down, it tickled and felt good all at the same time making me sigh. "We're still not finished though princess, I have a lot more making up to do." He stood up from being on his knees and slid his sweatpants down freeing his length. Having felt it through the material earlier, I could tell he was thick and long but seeing it, thick and long might not begin to cover it. My mouth hung open in shock as it bobbed, my gaze traveled from it to Yeosangs eyes and all I could do was gulp and bite my lip. I used what little bit of strength I had to push myself back farther onto the bed and Yeosang crawled up and over me, caging me in with his arms and settled his legth against my stomach. I pressed up against him to feel it press into my skin. Everything about this man was scorching, the heat radiating off of him was dizzying.

"Anxious are we?" Yeosang dipped his head down to kiss me softly

"I trust you" I breathed, wrapping my arms around his neck, playing with the hair at the base of his neck. "I'm...on birth control....an IUD....you don't have to...you can..."  I closed my eyes to not look at him.

He chuckled and kissed me softly again "I don't have to wrap it up is what you mean?"

"Yeah....that" my face was hot with embarrassment which he noticed but he quickly kissed each of my pink cheeks and then rested his forehead against mine.

"Look at me" he whispered and I opened my eyes, our faces so close " I'm gunna fill you up with cum and mark you as mine princess, and you're never gunna sleep on a couch again because of my dumb ass. The only thing keeping you up at night from here on out will be my tongue and my cock, and if you're not in your bed you're gunna be in mine."

My pussy throbbed at his words, and I hoped he was fucking serious. His lips crashed over mine and marked me with a searing kiss before he pulled away and leaned back. My arms released him and I laid them above my head in his pillows. My wetness was still everywhere so he slid his cock across my center, coating his length. He rocked against my clit making me gasp and fist the pillows above my head.

"You ready princess?" He asked lining himself up with my entrance.

"Yes, please Yeosang" I begged, I needed to feel him, I wanted to take all of him. He pushed the tip in slowly, my body opening up to him as much as it could. "More please more" I cried and he obliged. His hands firmly gripped my hips as he pushed farther into me, the sting of the stretch feeling painful and pleasurable at the same time. "Fuck, Yeosang, it hurts so good" I pouted with tears blurring my vision, wanting to feel more of him. My walls pulsed slightly as he pushed farther in making him hiss between gritted teeth and once he bottomed out I felt sweat droplets hit my stomach.

He was so focused on not hurting me he was straining to keep control. His hands had been gripping my thighs but he brought one hand up to my stomach now to wipe the sweat away. "Fuck Yeosang, do you see it?" I asked looked down between us. My breathing was ragged and I had focused on relaxing my body as he pushed into me.Now looking at us connected at our roots I could see the head of his cock bulging through my lower abdomen. He pressed his palm flat to it and smirked as he felt his cock. "Oh princess" he sighed as more sweat droplets fell onto my stomach. "Imma try not to break you" he slid out slowly and then pushed back in making my head roll back and moans to leave my mouth. "You like that I fill you so deep princess?" He slid out and pushed back in again, all while keeping his palm flat on my stomach.

"Yes, yeosang, yes!" I whined. I was already seeing stars as he pulled out for a third time and slid back in. The initial stretch was completely replaced with pure ecstasy now. My body stretching and adjusting to his size quickly. It wanted more of him, every time he called my princess it stoked something inside of me. Every time he touched my skin it set me on fire. He set a slow pace at first, gaging my reaction. I was putty in his hands as he pumped in and out of me. His hands found my breasts and he toyed with my nipples drawing more whines from me.

His pace quickened and had me pleading his name over and over again. I pleaded for him to fill me up. I wanted to feel his cock throbbing inside of me. My words making him mad with arousal, stroking his ego at how good he was making me feel. He hitched one of my ankles over his shoulder and slid his hand to my core and used the pad of his thumb to make circles over my clit. "Cum on my cock princess, I need you to cum for me. Let me make it up to you." The burning coil in my stomach snapped and I was spilling over. His name falling from my lips along with a string of curses as he fucked me through my orgasm. He brought my leg down from his chest and wrapped it around his waist with my other leg. As he pumped into me the drag and pulsing of my walls sending him over the edge into his own orgasm. "Fuck princess, you're fucking mine." He grunted as he laid over top of me, his head buried into the crook of my neck as he painted my insides with his seed. His elbows planted on either side of my head supporting himself.

Our labored breathing was all that could be heard. He relaxed his body on top of mine as I drew patterns on his back with my finger tips. He stayed inside of me until he went soft and only then slid out. "I'll be right back" he said as he eased off of me and headed towards the bathroom. I heard the sink running for a minute and then he came back with a washcloth. He gently placed it over my core and let me relax at the warmth for a minute.  I appreciated the thoughtfulness and attentiveness, seeing this whole new side to him made me want to see more of what Yeosang was like. He then cleaned me up as best as he could before taking the washcloth back to the bathroom. When he came back he stood by the bed saying "Come here" he reached a hand out for me to grab and when I did he pulled me up and over his shoulder like he was a cave man and I was his prize.

"Yeosang!!!!" I squealed and smacked his ass with my hand as I hung upside down, helpless.

"Hold on, I'm just getting rid of the comforter, you ruined it ya know." he chuckled and smacked my ass back making me yelp. After only a second he put me back down on the bed that was just covered by his sheets. The comforter was now in a pile on the floor.

Off in the distance a ringtone could be heard, "Uh, give me one second, my phones ringing." He quickly turned and headed out if his room, allowing me to check out his ass before her headed to his gaming room I assumed. I could hear him answer the phone.

"Hey Seongwha, what's up?"

"Yeah, sorry I abandoned you guys" I could hear him walking back towards the bedroom. I had crawled under the covers and was waiting to see what more Yeosang was gunna say. He made it to the doorway and paused seeing me tucked into his bed waiting for him.

"I think I'm done playing video games for the night" he smiled seeing me there

"Yeah, I'm actually gunna be a bit more busy I think on weekends, might not be able to play as often." he walked over to the bed pulling back the sheets and getting under them. I started thinking back to all our interactions, the unspoken sexual tension that has always crackled between us...we were both just too chicken to do anything about it.

"I'll text you later okay? Have fun raiding their camp" he hung up and laid his phone on the nightstand. He used his arm to pull me into his side, not leaving any space between us. I rested my head on his chest as he kissed the top of my head and spoke softly "I'm gunna keep making it up to you in the morning princess, but first get some rest."

**Thanks for reading! This is my first "published" drabble so sorry for any grammatical errors or poor writing xD Hope you enjoyed! This was based off a dream I had once about Yeosang being a noisy apartment neighbor and I definitely woke up before anything spicy happened lol but I had to write this into something spicy lol**

line without a hook.

mingi x reader; lovers to strangers au

word count: 13k

angst, fluff (tw: mentions of death)

you could personally never understand one’s desire to run as far away from their hometown as they could.

maybe it’s because you’ve had the privilege of growing up in a beautiful, prosperous place, with cozy winters, amazing festivals and snowfalls on the frozen lake before spring came and melted it away.

maybe it’s because you have fond memories tied back to this picturesque place, shops and restaurants surrounding the lake in a way that almost seemed too magical to really exist.

you’ve met so many different people purely because of that sight, men and women of different cultures and backgrounds always so eager to take in your hometown’s natural beauty.

fortunately for you, the lake ran right through your yard and acted as a place of solace where you could get away from everything in the busy, touristy town.

a place you went when you were feeling happy, sad, angry or when, truthfully, you didn’t know how to feel.

it’s also where you first met your boyfriend, one of the many come and go visitors, who introduced himself as mingi.

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