Omg Pervy Soob Is So Precious 🥺 He Will Either Be A Bottom Or Service Top And It’s Gonna Be So Messy

23:08PM—.

cw: soft!dom wooyoung x afab reader. although there's no gendered terms, there's A LOT of pet names. slight choking. slight exhibitionism. slight dumbification. hand job. praising. dirty talk. overall sweetness? kinda.

"what is it, love?"

wooyoung's voice made its way to your ears through the thick silence in the room, only interrupted by the constant buzzing of his phone from the game he was playing with one hand, while the other was busy toying with the ripped fabric of your jeans, occasionally brushing your skin with his finger pads.

you were sitting by his side on the couch, body slightly stiff and ears slightly red. the night was slowly coming to an end after having had an equally noisy and filled with laughter dinner with your boyfriend and his seven group members. one would think that after that you would be tired and looking forward to sleep, but you weren't. you weren't, because after weeks of promotion of their latest release (which meant, weeks of not seeing wooyoung), you were finally with him and his company right now was doing more to you than only calming the anxiety that you both felt without the other in previous days.

he couldn't tell, or maybe he could, but he had been working you up the entire night with whispered words when nobody was looking, lingering touches in the right places (your wrists, the small of your back, the strands of hair he was so eager tu pull behind your ear, and even your lower tummy when hugging you from behind), and his more-stunning-than-ever looks. whether it was his intention or not, you couldn't tell either, but now that everybody was in their rooms with only seonghwa in the shower and getting ready to sleep, your body was reacting to his in ways you couldn't even start to comprehend. you blamed it in the feeling of longing and the loneliness you felt for so long, but even the smallest caress of his fingers on top of your knee would take your breath away.

and judging by the sly smirk in his face, he knew.

instead of answering you looked down at his hands on your lap. his pretty, veiny and somewhat tanned hands, that were always so careful when touching you. you almost choked when he squeezed your soft thigh to get your attention, and when you looked up, you recognized the glint of mischief in his eyes.

"what is my baby thinking? you're very quiet today," the sing-song tone in his voice wasn't going away and you frowned.

"you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?," you looked significantly at the bathroom door a few meters down the hallway, "because you know we can't do anything right now?"

"what do you mean, what am i doing? does my hand on your leg bother you that much? besides..." he drew himself closer to your body, smile growing wider when you tried to press your back to the couch to avoid him, "... who said we can't do anything?"

the scandalized look on your face made him chuckle, not too loud, but still loud in the depth of the night. he retreated to his original place and patted his own thigh, singling you to sit on it. you hesitated again, gaze going from his inviting eyes to the bathroom door and viceversa time and time again.

"c'mon, he's only entered now and he takes his sweet time to shower. you're not gonna get caught"

after a few more seconds you nodded and straddled his thigh, purposefully ignoring the word you in his last sentence, knowing fully well he was teasing you and ignoring his antics would throw him off. you placed your weight carefully on his leg and your hands on his chest, always conscious as to not to accidentally hurt him. you looked down at his face and sighed, feeling more at ease with the proximity of his body and his smiley face a few inches away from yours.

he then kissed you, hands instantly placing themselves on your hips and tongue poking out to tease your lower lip. you groaned, allowing him to control the kiss while you busied yourself with locking one of your hands on the shorter hair of his nape and yanking at it from time to time, enjoying the sounds he made with particularly harsh tugs. it all escalated quickly, and you broke the kiss with a whimper, leaning your forehead in his when he started rocking your body back and forth over his leg, softly at first. you were both fully clothed, meaning the tight fabric of your pants wasn't helping you to get the friction you knew you needed, but the sudden force with which he guided your movements created enough pressure for you to moan in his mouth.

you blindly reached out to his crotch, finding his almost rock hard erection confined inside his sweats.

"take it out, pretty one," his voice startled you but you were quick to obey. one nervous glance of yours to the door and wooyoung smiled, eyes dark and amused by your speed despite the hesitance still bubbling in your throat.

"that's right, good job..." he threw his head back with a groan when you started pumping him, smearing the thick pearled drop of precum over his head and even spitting on your hand in a show of boldness, which caused him to look at you with wide, lustful eyes and help you pick up the pace of your hips "you're doing a good job my little pet"

the praise caught you off guard, so you let your head fall on the crook of his neck for a few moments, eyelids droopy and lips plump and red from biting so hard. wooyoung grabbed your chin, pulling you in for a passionate kiss and you then let more of your weight fall on his thigh, the pressure on your clit almost unbearable.

it was messy, spit and tongue here and there, and if the wet sounds of your kissing didn't alerted seonghwa of something going on outside, the moans and groans slipping past yours and your lover's lips sure did. you didn't knew why, but the thought of wooyoung's friend hearing the whole thing made your stomach flip wildly and your boyfriend noticed, taking notes on the way your muscles contracted and you started to loose control in your hand.

his lips trailed down the side of your neck, nibbling and sucking as to suffocate his own pleasure sounds a little bit. he was then back to your ear and as his hand sneaked up to wrap around your throat, he whispered.

"you do like this, don't you sweetheart? you like that he might be hearing you using me to get off?," you choked back a cry, the pressure of his thumb enough to cut a little the air influx yet you still managed to nod, lightheaded as you were and vision so clouded by pleasure that you wouldn't even mind having everyone seeing you at that moment, "my dumb little thing, you can't even answer me properly"

you were both almost there, hanging from a cliff and waiting for sweet release as he was practically fucking himself into your hand and at this rate, your hips didn't had any sort of rhythm or even a pattern, just erratic movements in the chase of your high.

"he could be out any moment now, pet," he kissed your jaw, still holding your neck and pressing harder with every second, "he would see you so fucked out, so pretty for me"

that was your last straw, the ringing in your ears was deafening and a new trail of curses and breathy moans leaving your mouth as you came made wooyoung twitch in your hand, your voice was the sweetest melody in his ears and being able to hear you and see you like this —lips parted, cheeks tinted and so tired, yet so satisfied— was the only thing he needed to finish in your grasp, letting go of your neck in the process.

"fuck, baby" he whined at the now white coated pants and shirts and you laughed as you regained composure and evened your breath, "thanks for this though"

you rested your head on his shoulder with closed eyes, trying to relax for a bit and finding it impossible when a chuckle made your boyfriend's chest vibrate.

"need some help down there, hwa?"

a sheepish groan was his only answer.

(Smut) Female reader is just really desperate for Jongho

small size kink + manhandling + dom Jongho

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Yo, looking to get back into writing!! If you guys have any requests please send them my way. I'll do scenarios, reactions, send me your thoughts youve had for so long but felt too nervous to request :)

Only things I won't write is major character death (subjective, i may but all depends) and piss/waste play.

Twisted Chemistry 8

Pairing: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: Fluff, slight angst, smut, crack

Word count: 9.7k

Warnings: some grinding. 

Taglist: @marigold-mika​, @sunwooyoung​, @nevieatiny​, @nseeteaa, @alecanal93​, @mangotexts​, @underratedmisfit​, @dollarfear​, @sunsethw4​, @mayosgrises​, @atinystray​ (Let me know if you want to be added :]) 

“No way!! You had blond hair?” I laugh lightly as he chuckles at my reaction.

“Blond hair yes, I also did red for a bit and grey.” We were both still laying in bed. It was 7:34am and we had decided to stay in a bit before getting breakfast at around 8:30.

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12:50 AM [C. S.]

Your nails clawed down San's back leaving scorching hot streaks, making him groan out in pleasure. Your chest heaved as the man kept his hard and steady pace.

"S-Sannie," you managed to pant out, now gripping onto his shoulders for life.

"Mmm, what is it doll?" He smiled at you so sweetly despite his cock pounding into you.

Gulping nervously, having never been on the giving end of dirty talk before you spoke "You f-fill me up so good sir, s-s-so good."

His eyes widened as he stills inside of you, "Say it again."

"You fill me up..so good sir," you spoke now feeling worried and a bit awkward. That was until he slammed his hips back up against yours.

"You have such a pretty mouth baby, keep saying those nasty words for me hun."

Sneak peak for tonight's post :) let me know if you'd like to be tagged. Yeosang fic btw

You stopped your ramble with a gulp, your eyes still glued to the floor. "I'd say, go for it. What's there to lose?" Rubbing your knee softly now seeing you were flustered.

"There is stuff to lose though."

"I'm sure nothing important hun."

"3 years of friendship is totally not impo-"

You look up at him quickly with wide eyes, you immediately shook your hands and laughed awkwardly. "Oh god, that sounds like I'm describing us..Oh no its someone else don't worry. Whew," you looked any other way you could until you felt his hand travel up your leg.

"I told you you're not a good liar Y/N."

After a game of Never Have I Ever reveals that you’ve never got off to thoughts of your boyfriend, he finds out exactly why.

PAIRINGS: park seonghwa x reader (f) | minor minjoong ••

TAGS/WARNINGS: NSFW | college/university au | masturbation, fingering, oral sex, first time things, dirty talk, mentions of edging (!) but there’s no edging, overstimulation, filthfilthfilth ••

WORD COUNT: 11,436 ••

NOTES: This might be weirdly self-indulgent. 😂 But I hope y'all like this! Thank you to all my babies for letting me yell about my crisis while writing this. Thank you Soft Friend too! SF bullied me into letting them see this before posting. They’re not so Soft™️, huh. Don’t @ me. :D

Also tagging @choisans-dimples​, @delicatewerewolfsoul​, @feelthevision​, @hansols-yoda-boxers​, @hongjoongs-hoe​, @imortalkizzy​, @needyateez​, @prettyjoongs​, @seoultraveller​, @starrychannies​ and @yunderful​. No compulsion to read, I promise!! Just thought y'all might like! Lmk if you want the tag to be removed! Princess Anon, I hope you like this if you read. :)

Happy Vday~! May y'all have a day full of love with friends, fam, or anyone that’s deserving of your sparkly presence. ♡♡

“Never have I ever opened the door for someone without my underwear.”

Wooyoung lets out a loud laugh as San glares at him, before reaching forward and picking up the bottle of alcohol lying in front of him. He’s guilty of having walked around the entire house without his underwear, although he’s always worn a bathrobe, so it’s no wonder that he feels insulted at what the statement implies. He takes a swig, before snapping, “At least I’ve never opened the door like that while hoping for a bootycall.”

Wooyoung squawks, affronted, and your shoulders shake from laughter as you lean against him, patting him on the arm. “It’s alright, Woo, we know you’ve not done that.”

“Oh?” San leans forward, eyebrows raised as he smiles teasingly. “How can you be so sure?” You give him a flat look, and he continues, “Are you telling me he never did that with you?”

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Parapraxis (C.Sn.)

‘Parapraxis -noun-

Def.-a minor error in action, such as slips of the tongue, supposedly the result of repressed impulses See also Freudian slip’

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San’s voice is familiar to you…you’ve heard it plenty of nights before.

Now you have a face to pair with the voice playing through your headphones.

Pairing: Choi San x Non Binary Reader

*Note: They/Them Pronouns used for Reader but Reader does have a vagina

Genre(s)/Aus: Smut, Humor, Fluff, College Au, Non-Idol Au, Sex Worker Au 

Tws: Swearing, Thunderstorms

Sws: Sex Work (Adult Voice Acting), Auralism (Audio Kink), Sex Toys, Masturbation, Gender Neutral Petnames (Baby, Bunny, Kitten), Sexual Fantasies, Fingering,  Unprotected Sex, Creampie, DIrty Talk, Light Degredation

WC: 5k+ (wheeze, this was supposed to be a timestamp lmaooo)

A/N: Happy San Day, everytiny. I managed to crank this one out in two days and I hope you all enjoy it! If any of my readertiny would like me to rewrite this in an alt verson where the reader has a dick instead (still using gender neutral terms) then feel free to let me know and I’d really appreciate it if you lovelies could like, reblog/share, and review!  Enjoy! 

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pierced dreams

jung wooyoung ! tattoo artist & piercer x female reader 

playing : all i need by lloyd & the morning by the weeknd 

word count : 3.5k 

part one : here ! 

warnings : smut, face fucking, oral sex ( male and female receiving ), sub/dom dynamics, sir kink,  unprotected sex, slight ot8, hair pulling, glove kink, voyeurism, exhibitionism, degradation/praise kink, mentions of pain, needles, reader gets a tongue piercing. hard ! dom wooyoung, spanking, creampie, reader is kinda soft, soft wooyoung at the end.  

prompt : part 2 to the san fic. reader comes back to the tattoo shop, gets fucked again lols <3

a/n : i have 0 knowledge about tattoos uh- i only researched the tongue piercing. so if i got anything wrong, send me an ask to correct me ! i rewrote the prompt like 4 times pls forgive me, also, wooyoung would never be this mean. it’s just apart of the story, k ? don’t like it, leave lmfao  ending is rushed and it’s not proofread, fuckin sue me  

tagging : @meowwsanie @tipsymarklee @valhoez @kingschateau @deliciouslydisturbed365 @perfectlysane24 @ateezbabysitters @12–98 @bobateastay @spidermilfs​ @hxneyboy​

it was a 2 weeks later than you had come back to the shop you had gotten your first tattoo at. the tattoo wasn’t much of a hassle to care for and it seemed to be in good condition. as you walked in, mingi greeted you from behind his desk, offering you a large strawberry lollipop from the jar sitting on the spruce oak desk. he was dressed in a tight black turtleneck and all his tattoos were hidden today. the only body modification you could see on him was the piercing on his right eyebrow. it almost seemed to be a signature thing for the boys. each of them had a matching bar through their left eyebrow. you could’ve taken it as a symbol of some crime syndicate. 

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