300? WHAT RHE FUCKS IU WHEB WHAF
ive had this idea for awhile and even requested it a few times from other writers but..i felt it was time to write it lol
tws under the cut
warning, this piece of fiction contains mentions of somnophilia, slight dom and sub dynamics, and general explicit topics.
Hongjoong:
You had attempted to stay up waiting for Hongjoong, deciding to reread one of your favorite stories in the mean time. Unfortunately that wasnt enough to keep you awake, you ultimately passing out and your phone tumbling onto the floor.
Hongjoong had a feeling you'd passed out since you didnt message him any "i miss you :(" texts after 11pm so seeing you knocked out on the couch was no surprise. He slowly padded over to you smiling softly, then noticing your phone on the floor and went to pick it up for you. He was never the kind to go through your phone but your smart self had no shut down timer which left the fan fiction on display for him.
He couldnt help but be curious seeing paragraphs of text and decided a little reading would do no harm. As he began to read though he felt his gut sweep, in a good way. He was honestly a little upset until he saw his name but when he read his name it was like all of exhaustion disappeared. Luckily he didn't have work the next day he thought to himself.
Sitting down on the couch with a plan he slowly nudged you awake. "Hi dear," he spoked softly with a smirk.
You rubbed at your bleary eyes and looked up at him, "Oh hi Joongie. Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." He smiled even bigger at you.
"Thats fine, it helped me find out something fun," he tucked your hair behind your ear. Still waking up you made a small "huh?" before seeing the phone in his hand.
"Oh..." you mumbled, starting to be awake enough to get it. You finally looked at him straight on and saw his signature devilish grin.
He moved his hand to slowly move up your thigh, giving it a small squeeze which elicted a sigh out of you. "Didn't think you'd read stuff like that Y/N, but I guess you're just full of surprises huh doll," the pet name made you shiver, Hongjoong never having used that one before.
"I'm sorry Joongie," you mumbled into your arm, face now red. His hand moving up to cup your core and grind his hand into it making you whimper softly.
"Oh dont be sorry dolly, just shows me that you really miss me."
Seonghwa:
Saying Seonghwa was caring was an understatement in a way. Despite his busy schedule he made it a point to showed he cared in different ways. One thing he always did was if you left your phone out at all he would put it on the charger for you. Small things!
Today though he had come home earlier than usual while you were taking a quick shower. Seeing your phone on the counter he waltzed over setting his stuff down to throw it on the charger even if it wasn't that low. He noticed you left it on, open to a book he assumed enough.Him being the lovely man he is he wanted to read a bit to see what you liked and possibly buy you a physical copy. Written porn with his name in it though was not what he was expecting.
Seonghwa gulped, setting down your phone with his hands shaking and his face now flushed pink. He took a deep breath and set down his bag, running his fingers through his hair now being surprisingly worked up. A part of him felt embarrassed for being turned on by the writing but at the same time he knew you didn't read it for no reason.
"Hwa! You're home early hello!" You ran up to him giggling, now clean and dressed in some sweats.
"Hey babe, yeah we got let out early cause we learned the new choreography fast enough. They asked us if we wanted to do more vocal practice but none of us did," He laughed, trying to shift his legs to hide his slight erection.
"None of you stay late ever," you giggled sarcastically up at him. "Well, I was gonna take a nap. Do you want to? I'm sure you're tired."
He nodded softly and took your hand walking to your guys bedroom talking about your day. He changed himself into more comfortable clothing then joined you in bed, you curling into him quickly. Once you settled Seonghwa felt he could actually breathe, feeling like a middle schooler just for getting more worked up from having you close. He heard your breath settle which is when he shifted away a bit from you.
"Fuck..." He mumbled, having the space now laying on his back to palm himself over his erection. Looking over at your sleeping face made it worse, the piece you had opened having involved somnophilia. One thing he never had the guts to suggest to you despite having such an open relationship.
He didn't notice your eyes flutter open at the movement. You only just fell asleep so you were in no means in too deep. You decided to play it though, closing your eyes and throwing a leg over his waist as if you were just adjusting in your sleep.
He inhaled a sharp breath and bit his lip now mildly frustrated at the whole situation. Mumbling a fake sleepy "Hwa" you moved to straddle the man hearing a childish sigh escape his lips.
"If you keep moving, I swear to god," He mumbled out loud thinking youre still asleep since you had always been a chaotic sleeper.
"And what will you do about it horny kid," you giggled against his neck. You could feel his body tense.
"Go back to sleep and I'll fuck you like your sick little fantasy, how about that hm?"
yunho:
Rain was beating against the window as you cuddled up on the couch with your phone in hand. Yunho was on the other side of his personal office playing video games. It was a chill day but something in the air was setting you slightly off the edge.
Besides the sweet glances and cheesy smiles thrown at each other, your screen was very much the opposite of innocent pure love. Getting indulged in the story you started to zone in, missing some of his looks making Yunho curious as to what your interest was delved into currently.
"Be right back guys," he said into the mic mischievously. Quickly making his way over he slipped the phone out of your hand, this behavior wouldve typically been fine but because of the contents on your screen you gasped and reached out for your phone. "You doing something naughty or do you just like acting suspicious?" he grinned before looking at your phone.
His face feel reading the paragraph of a particularly nsfw scene. You were now sitting up staring at him wide eyed, "yuyu please oh god its not what you think, i think." Silence filled the room, the only noises being the sound of his running pc and the dull chatter of the other boys.
"Do you read this often?" he said out of hesitation and pure curiosity, almost feeling that he violated your private space. He kind of got the gist of it all right away, thankfully for your sake.
"Not all the time but i mean, you are busy yunho," you tried to softly explain knowing this was odd territory.
"Do you...ever want to try it," he says, getting to the end of the page and looking at you.
"I can't say that..none of them aren't, nice," the air was filled with an awkward energy that could suffocate another person if they came in at such a weird time.
The two of you stood there for a second, until he moved towards you and took your hand. He placed it on his bulge and you sucked a breathe in.
"Take off my pants," he ordered, a strange harsh tone to his voice. For you guys there was never set roles, not any dom or sub dynamic but it wasnt vanilla per say so him speaking like this was new. Besides that, you did as he said and pushed your thumbs under the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down his legs.
Silently he took your hand then sat down on his gaming chair, pulling out his large cock. He slipped on his headphones before looking up at you with a shit eating grin.
"Sit down, i can tell youve been dying too babe."
yeosang:
You were waiting for yeosang to come home after a shorter than usual practice, deciding to pass the time by indulging in your secret world. In the midst of browsing your favorite blogs you didn't hear the door open, this event made you learn not to have headphones in when participating in such activities.
Walking in, Yeosang looked around for you and spotted your figure on the couch. He slowly moved near with a secret motive of scaring you when he glanced at your phone seeing a photo of him paired with a lot of writing. Tilting his head curiously he squinted to read the text, reading along with you until his face flushed.
Sucking in a breath slightly he moved back to the door, playing off him just entering. You noticed his figure walking towards you and sneakily turned off your phone and got up to greet him.
"Hey babe, it's nice to see you in the sunlight," you giggled and wrapped your hands around his waist. You noticed him hesitantly wrapping his arms around you, causing you to pull away.
"Hey, whats up? you seem a bit off?" you pouted and brushed the hair out of his eyes, not catching the little blush.
"Yeah yeah babe, I'm fine. promise," he cleared his throat and pulled away, making your heart sink a bit. He practically completely ignored what you actually said.
"No Yeo, I- did I do something wrong? Or just a long day?" you pried knowing something was up.
Shifting awkwardly on his feet he looked up at you, his hair back in his face. "I um, saw what you were reading."
The color drained from your face, mouth slightly hanging not knowing what to say. You thought he was pissed, was going to leave and break up with you but right when you were about to talk he spoke again.
"C-can we do that?"
A moment of silence passed and you looked up at him, your boyfriend who was typically very soft and gentle in bed. Knowing what you were reading was likely pretty heavy in his book, you became worried. "Yeo, I just read it. It means nothing I don't want to make you uncomforta-"
His lips cut yours off and one hand entangled in your hair, his other guiding you to the wall by your hip. Back flush against the way you pulled away after a moment to see his eyes wide and sweat already beading down his temple.
"I've wanted to do that, just didn't want to scare you dear."
man life has been a rollercoaster
so… how we feeling about this guys. i am now a seonghwa tongue enthusiast 🥵
crackes knuckles,, back on this fuckin brainrot again bc who else is fitting for this ???? also gonna b a lil long so enjoy <3
professor!zhongli who’s known to be strict and a little too picky when it comes to his students referring to him.
professor!zhongli who makes it clear from day one that “you all will refer to me as professor and nothing else. i’d like to keep things consistent.”
professor!zhongli who’s soft-spoken but everyone knows not to step out of bounds. so, for the first few weeks, you’re good, referring to him how he’d like. your meek “professor zhongli?” accompanied with a nervous raised hand has him clear his throat before walking over to your desk to help you out.
professor!zhongli who dismisses his class early because there’s a teachers general meeting in the late afternoon. however, you’re so absorbed in your work that you don’t realize he’s standing next to you.
professor!zhongli who taps your desk, bending down with hands shoved in his pant pockets, who says “___? i’ve dismissed the class, in case you weren’t aware. you’re free to go.”
professor!zhongli who’s forced to let you stay because you’re too stubborn and wouldn’t leave if you didn’t finish your work at that moment. it was definitely not to get some alone time with your illegally attractive professor. nope. not at all.
professor!zhongli who’s head snaps up when you sigh “not to be a bother, but could you help me with this problem, sir?” you don’t mean to emphasize the honorific but, then again, you’re not complaining.
——
“what?” he says, trying to keep his calm. he didn’t think it’d sound good; he never did. but the way you say it, the subtle teasing edge to your voice and the glint in your eyes almost breaks his resolve.
“oh, i just need help with this last thing, then i’ll be outta your hair.” you reply casually, crossing your ankles in hopes to hide the way you’re clenching your thighs together in anticipation. when he doesn’t respond for a few beats, you giggle. “oh, am i meant to use professor outside of class too?”
“don’t play smart with me.” he warns, rolling up the sleeves of his top as he strides over to you.
you look up at him with the most innocent gaze you could muster, hands pressed down between your thighs as you smile.
“sorry professor, didn’t mean to aggravate you.” you sigh dramatically, pointing at your worksheet without breaking eye contact. “need help with—“
“say it.”
“hm?”
“say it. need to hear it from you again.” his voice drops lower, quieter, as if he’s speaking to you in room full of people. his hands find purchase on your desk, bending down to look right down at you.
“sir?”
zhongli lets out a satisfied sigh, chuckling when his gaze eyes the slight shift of your hips in your seat.
“calling me that’s getting you more worked up than me.” he comments thoughtfully, kneeling in front of you. “you really need help with the worksheet? bullshit. you’re my top student, darling. i don’t see why you’re just so stubborn today.” he drawls out his words, a cautious hand resting on your thigh, thumb rubbing your soft skin.
“professor, i–“
“oh? what happened to ‘sir’? you know how particular i am with what i like, hm? and i just so happen to like the way it comes out of your mouth.” with another hand, he pushes your thighs apart, you not resisting at all but grow shy when he sees the wet patch forming right in the middle of your panties.
“if i hear anything other than that, i’m not gonna give you what you want. you’ll let me taste you, right? let me eat your pretty pussy out?” he whispers, long fingers pushing your skirt up more. “as a reward for being my star student and as punishment for breaking my rules.”
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wow. funny how my heart stopped beating and my soul left my body alon.
jesus fucking christ this was one of the hottest things ive ever read. i am panting and drooling.
my pussy body aches and yearns for zhongli. i would literally let that man do anything to me.
yk when.. you're lying down and making out with someone bigger/taller than you and they kinda shift so they're above you and start kissing more forcefully,, nd you can feel their weight on you a little bit and you just feel so small and subby and hhhhh
PAIRING. jeong yunho x reader (gender neutral, no gendered terms) WORDS. 759 words, 2m 46s read time GENRES & TAGS. smut, fluff, soft dom yunho, sub reader SUMMARY. y/n shows yunho how to choke someone; they're a good teacher :) WARNINGS. nsfw content, choking kink, dom/sub, master kink, petnames (baby, pet, angel), some degrading, praise. TAGLIST. [ send ask to be tagged ] COLLECTION. part of my 100 SMUT PROMPTS collection. prompt: "you look so good with my hands around your neck" [18]
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you'd sat yourself in your boyfriend's lap nearly forty-five minutes ago, initially joining him on the couch to watch a movie with him. you ended up turning around to face him when he began peppering your neck with kisses, a small smile tugging at his lips when your skin broke into goosebumps.
"but you love it when i kiss your neck, baby. i know you do," he smirked, his voice low and deep. you felt your face warm but refused to acknowledge how much he was affecting you.
he lifted his left hand to cup your face, thumb running over your cheekbone. you felt butterflies flutter in your stomach and you quickly tried to change his focus, inhaling deeply and clearing your throat loudly before speaking.
"y'know, you've never choked me before," you started. you watched his eyes flicker with something unrecognizable when the words passed your lips but you continued, those wretched butterflies returning. "do you even know how?" his hands fell to your hips, resting there comfortably as they usually did.
"mm- i'm not sure," he smirked, "why don't you teach me, pet?"
you hated how big of an impact that word had on you.
"o-okay," you muttered, your confidence in yourself faltering under his strong gaze. "you have to bring your hand up to the throat, of course," you said quietly. you raised your hand up, passing over your boyfriend's chest before reaching his throat. "you grab here..." your fingers pressed against his warm skin and you felt him swallow thickly under your touch, his grip on your waist tightening.
"then you squeeze like this." you pressed your fingers into the sides of his throat, exactly where your friend had shown you. yunho took in a deep breath as your fingertips dug into his skin, his own face turning red.
why'd he like it so much?
"thank you for showing me, angel," he muttered, a small smile curling at the corners of his lips. you didn't expect such a tame reaction.
nor did you get one.
one of his hands was quick to grab your wrist, pulling it off his throat. the other hand held you against his waist as he flipped you over, nearly tossing you onto the couch. your back hit the fabric surface and you felt weak, completely at his disposal in such a quick movement.
"now look at you." his smile turned dark and he brought your free hand up above your head, pinning both of your wrists down with one hand. "so cute, all for me." his other hand reached down to the edge of your shirt, fingers slipping under the fabric and just above the waistline of your shorts.
his skin felt cold against yours, your body overheating as your heart raced. the dragging of just one of his digits under the hem of your shirt made your stomach quiver.
"pathetic little thing," he whispers, his eyes never leaving yours. you couldn't help the whimper that fell from your lips at his words, and he chuckled. "you like that, don't you, baby?" he speaks lowly as his hand comes out from under your shirt, your skin missing his touch. you whined so quietly it was nearly inaudible, but he heard, and shook his head.
"i asked you a question."
"y-yes," you replied, watching his hand move its way slowly up your body.
"yes, what?"
"yes master."
he smiled, "there you go."
after an agonizingly long time, his hand wound up hovering over your face, thumb running over the ridge of your lower lip. he pulled it down ever so slightly before he smirked, moving his hand down to exactly where he knew you wanted it.
"is this what you wanted, pet?" he asked lowly, wrapping his large hand around your throat. he did what you'd done, pressing in on the sides. your heart fluttered and you couldn't help but let out another whimper, eyes closing in bliss as he gave you what you wanted.
"you look so good with my hands around your throat," he spoke quietly, groaning softly as he caught his lower lip between his teeth. "so fucking cute." your face warmed again and the butterflies returned as he loosened his grip. it was far sooner than you'd wanted but he was quick to replace his hand with his mouth, kissing all over the overheating skin.
he nibbled occasionally and you knew you'd have a few hickeys peppering the space the next day, but god, you wanted this to happen every day for the rest of your life.
Yall seem too quiet... lemme change that.
playing with fire (part 5)
word count: 19k
angst, fluff, smut
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your first real wedding shoot, not some drunken experience with a tipsy bride and sneaky, charismatic boyfriend, was one of the greatest things you’d ever experienced.
the moment you walked into the church, the pews lined with pastel pink ribbon and flowers, you knew it was gonna be a good day.
it was the distraction you needed from your awkward morning, waking up beside yunho and feeling his presence against your back.
his neck fanned your skin in such a familiar but foreign way, waking that way with seonghwa each and every morning but this time feeling very different.
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pairing: kim hongjoong x fem!reader genre: friends to lovers, smut, angst word count: 5.1k summary: after ruminating on the past, present, and future; you find it time to have a long overdue conversation with your best friend-turned-lover.
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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
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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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part of you wonders if perhaps this might have been easier to handle blindfolded. it would defeat a lot of the whole purpose of doing this, and this was your idea at the end of the day, but still — seeing yeosang before you in this manner was a lot more manageable in your head, and in your head only.
because now as he stands before you dressed in a skintight black turtleneck that accentuates his muscles in ways that should be illegal for anyone to see casually and leather pants that match the set of black gloves covering his hands up to his wrists, you are seriously reconsidering your idea of him doing this. the way your heart is racing inside the confines of your chest is borderline dangerous to your health. you wouldn’t be surprised if he had to stop this madness simply because you’ve passed out, and you’re wondering if that’s a possibility because of the way your breath keeps hitching when he paces back and forth in front of you.
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