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Does anybody know what happened to @honeyhypen-deactivated20230613 ??? I miss their works and i cannot read them :(((

ohh to finally be the muse and not the artist... just for once

Painter!Ni-ki as your boyfriend who lost motivation to paint until he met you , his muse. He keeps painting you and leaving the Canvass in his Atelier covered by a white cloth in secret so you wouldn’t see them because he wanted to keep it a secret that you’re his motivation to paint again (also because he’s slightly embarrassed). Whenever you’re not looking , he’d get his sketchbook out and sketch your face while smiling to himself.

[12:56am] park sunghoon

Warnings: profanity, violence, mentions of murder, blood, bit more violence, severe yandere themes.

Bonus! They're both yanderes! Feedback of any kind, rbs and comments preferred♡ enjoy!

"Sunghoon, for the last time," you closed your eyes, a tone dripping of frustration.

"Stop showing up covered in fucking blood, it's getting all over the carpet!"

He stood in the living room wearing an innocent expression drenched in crimson red. "Sorry," he pouted. "But, in my defense, I had good reasons."

"Ugh, who was it this time?" You grabbed his hand, dragging him to the bathroom. You tugged at his shirt to get it in water as quickly as you could.

"It was that guy that wouldn't stop staring at you at the bus stop," he peeled the soaked shirt off, blood still staining his pale skin. "Does the water have to be so cold?" He whined as he filled the bath like you always instructed.

"Sunghoon, I told you he was harmless and, yes, cold water gets blood out," you sighed, going into the room to fetch him clean clothes. "How would you like it if I randomly went out and killed everyone that stared at you?"

He scoffed as he switched the tap off. "What happened to Jay then?"

You stood in the doorway of the bathroom, holding a fresh pair of pj's for him. "I already told you, he moved to some country in South America, he didn't say where."

"Without his watch he never takes off to the point where he has a mark on his wrist? The one you have in your nightstand?"

You rolled your eyes, plopping the clothes on the counter next to the sink. "Fine, he moved closer."

He looked at you one more time. "Fine, he's in a ditch somewhere, now get in," you yelled, giving him a light shove.

He dipped his finger in the water, whimpering at the temperature. "Stop being a bitch and get in before I push you," you folded your arms across your chest. He pouted one more time. "Fine."

He let out a loud cry when he got in, wriggling like a baby. "It's fucking ice cold!" He held himself as he curled into a ball.

"That's what you get for being so goddamn reckless," you said, moving to the cabinet for the shampoo. "How did you get blood in your hair again?"

"Well, it's a funny story," he chuckled, watching the water slowly turn a dark red. "I sort of don't really remember, I just ran at him with a knife and-"

"That's great, hold your breath," you said, closing his ears. He looked at you with saddened eyes as he took a deep breath. You pushed him down, completely submerging him in the water before lifting him back up.

He gasped, shaking his head and pinching his eyes to get some of the water out. You closed your eyes, giggling at his puppy-like mannerisms. "Maybe if you learn your lesson and stop covering yourself in fucking blood," you muttered, squirting a blob of shampoo onto your hand. "Why can't you just be like me? It's obvious I'm better at making your life easier."

"Well, if you're not prepared to get messy for me, then maybe you don't love me as much," he smiled cheekily, smile dropping when he was met with your unamused expression.

"Seems you don't love me enough to not risk jail time," you mumbled, scrubbing the shampoo into his hair, watching it slowly turn pink.

His pout stayed prominent as he watched your concentrated face try blinking away the tears forming in the corners of your eyes. "Hey," he said softly, grabbing your wrists to stop you. "I'm sorry."

"If you're sorry, you'd stop being so stupid!" You yelled at him, causing him to flinch. "I worked hard for this life, Sunghoon, much harder than you have. I make your life easier, ridding you of people you don't need while you kill anyone that even looks in my direction, I don't even have friends anymore because of you!"

"But you don't need friends, you just need me," he said, cupping your cheeks, squishing your face ever so slightly.

You went back to scrubbing his hair. "You need me a lot more," you dunked your hands in the water, preparing to rinse his hair. "You would've gotten kidnapped that one time if it wasn't for me."

He pursed his lips. "Okay, true."

"And that other time when you left a witness," you shook your hands, going back to closing his ears.

"Good point." He took another deep breath, letting you push him back down into the bathwater, managing to rinse his own hair as you kept his ears closed.

"And recently Jay trying to steal you from me," you said loud enough for him to hear, pinching his ears harder as you slowly grew upset at the thought.

It didn't occur to you that Sunghoon was struggling to come up from the water as you kept your grip strong on his head. He had to physically toss water up to get your attention, to which you flinched from the feeling of water splashed on you.

"Sorry," you let go of his head, letting him come back up, coughing and gasping for air.

"He wasn't trying to steal me," he said hoarsely as he shook his head once more. "He was just trying, and failing, to make me leave you."

"And you thought about it," you said, walking to the cabinet below the sink, reaching for a bucket big enough to fit his clothes in.

"I did not!" He defended himself. He took one of the washcloths, dousing it with liquid soap before scrubbing away the blood on his skin.

"Yes you did, I overheard your conversation," you placed the bucket next to the bath and grabbed the shower head. "You said you'd consider it."

"I just said it so he wouldn't bring it up again," he muttered, continuing to scrub his skin, creating pink foam. "Please don't be mad."

"You still said it," you said with a deadpan expression as you filled the bucket with water. "And I'm mad. And you know what that means."

He stopped his movements, dropping the cloth into the water. "Wait no, you can't punish me!"

You furrowed your eyebrows, holding the shower head over the bucket. "The fuck do you mean I can't? I can, and I fucking will."

"No, come on, please," he tried to bargain. "I didn't mean it, please don't hurt me."

"How else will you learn not to do stupid shit like that?"

He whined, unable to say anything to change your mind. Sure, he loved how hard-headed you were at times, he loved how your stubbornness basically protected him. But he hated it when those two characteristics caused him pain.

"Tears aren't gonna get you out of this," you said, switching the tap off as you watched his eyes well up with tears.

"But, but," he pouted, threatening to explode at any moment.

You put the shower head down, leaving the bathroom to walk to the kitchen. "Stupid fucking Sunghoon," you muttered angrily. "Making me do this." You looked around, finally eyeing the knife block holder. You lifted each one individually, checking to see which one was the sharpest before pulling one of them out.

You made your way back to the bathroom, holding the knife high enough for Sunghoon to see.

"Wait, y/n!" He held his hands up, trying to calm you down. "Don't do this, I swear I wasn't going to leave!"

"It's a pity," you said, completely ignoring him. "I really liked Jay, he was such a sweetheart to me. He bought me several bottles of my favorite perfume, all because I was sad. He even made me a pretty flower crown from daisies he handpicked." You had the very edge of the knife on your fingertip, twirling it slowly.

"Yet he begged you to leave me, and you couldn't say no."

Sunghoon was scared. He was intimidating to others, no one dared to mess with him. Through the years, he feared no one, for everyone was a threat. The only person he ever learned to fear was you, and he had to learn it the hard way.

Sure he was crazy, driven by his extreme love for you. But you were obsessed with him, insane enough to threaten suicide if he even looked at another person.

"You need a reminder," you grabbed his blood-drenched clothes, shoving them into the bucket. "You belong to me, you're never leaving me, not even in death."

"Yes, I do, I know I do," he nodded, trying his best to back away even though he was basically trapped. "I know I'm yours, only yours."

You smiled at him, holding your hand out. "Arm. Now."

He knew he had no way out of this. He held his forearm out, letting it rest on the palm of your hand. He turned away, keeping his eyes closed, wincing when the blade began to pierce his skin.

You carefully carved your name into his forearm. It was funny to you how he couldn't handle your punishments as well as he forced you to take his.

"You're such a little bitch," you spat at him, watching him wince in pain. "I landed up unconscious in hospital after you pushed me into a wall and you can't handle this?"

He didn't have any response besides a tiny "it hurts."

"Not as much as me breaking your legs if you ever say something like that again," you threatened. "You know that I'll die if you leave me, do you want me to die, Sunghoon? Is that what you want?"

"No, I would never!" He ripped his arm away from you, causing you to accidentally cut his forearm. "I would rather kill myself than even think of you dying, I love you too much to lose you."

You set the knife down next to you. "You sure you love me?"

"Don't ever question my love for you," he said seriously, not paying attention to the blood dripping from his wound. "If I ever killed you, I'd kill myself so we can continue to be together forever."

"Aww," you smiled happily. "That's probably one of the most romantic things you've ever said to me." You moved away from the bath. "Now get out and get dressed so I can clean that wound and give you more love."

He returned your happy smile, his chest ached with love as his heart felt like it would explode at any moment. He got out of the bath, chasing you out so he could get dressed.

"I don't care if you washed me, leave," he laughed as you argued that you'd basically been staring at him naked for how long already.

His wound wasn't bleeding anymore but it still needed tending to. Before he dried his hair, he quickly grabbed the first aid kit sitting on the counter you two kept within arms reach because of how often you hurt each other.

"Sunghoon, hurry up!" You whined from the bedroom.

"I'm coming!" He smiled to himself as he finished dressing the wound, drying his hair as much as he could before he left the bathroom.

The second he walked into the bedroom, he felt overwhelmed with love when he saw you sitting upright on the bed, waiting for him. The amount of love he had for you was more than the distance of this solar system to every other in the galaxy. He adored you, was obsessed with you, and you were just the same.

He was the love of your life, your entire universe and more. Nothing could ever be more beautiful than him. You felt blessed every day knowing you had him by your side. Your heart threatened to burst every time you saw him, the love and adoration you had for him was immeasurable.

He hopped on the bed next to you, dragging you down with him. "This is nice," he mumbled.

You let out an adorable laugh as you made yourself comfortable, wriggling out of his grasp so you could lay on your side to face him, wanting to get a good look at him.

"I love you," you said sweetly, running a hand through his hair.

"Not as much as I love you," he smiled, scooting himself closer to you, close enough to plant a peck on your lips.

"Try me." You both laughed as you leaned into each other, holding one another while exchanging a soft kiss.

There was no worse combination than crazy and crazy, but you two were the perfect exception.

You two were batshit insane and in love.

Wish there was no other jobs besides growing strawberries, author, cafe owner and librarian

This is all my kinks in one short drabble

too big | j.yh 정윤호

tags + warnings: 18+ mdni, huge!yunho x small!reader, size kink, breeding kink, short drabble

synopsis: yunho’s huge, everything about him is huge, and it’s all fun and games until -

a/n: really think yunho would do this tbh, making you feel small and helpless as you take him so well :((

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messy bangs and sweat dripping down his forehead, he attempted to breach your entrance. you gasped “s’big…nnnngh…too big” His red veiny tip was barely through your folds and you were already blabbering incoherently, nails digging into his back. as if it wasn’t enough, he grabbed your thighs and hooked it over his shoulder, setting you up in a mating press, trapping you in the sheets. now there’s no escape. “shhh..you can take this princess c’mon”. He pressed a gentle and light kiss on your forehead, “it’s gonna fit. I’ll make it fit.” he whispers, wrapping his left hand around your tiny waist, hands so huge that it covered the majority of your waistline. he put his right hand on your mouth, and in one snap, he sinks his entire length into your heat. you let out a muffled scream, eyes rolling backwards, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. You swear you felt your walls tear from the stretch. “s-so mean..yunho meanie….nnnngh..hurts” he smiles innocently at your broken words “but I made it fit princess” he takes your left hand that was helplessly gripping the sheets, and placed it on top of your belly, and that’s when you felt it. a bulge in your stomach. his huge bulge. he lets out a groan of relief, burying his low moans against the crook of your neck. “m’gonna breed you so full, so so full.”

wicked games - park seonghwa

tumblr is based of a system of reblogs, not likes. reblog my work.

warnings : smut, short mlm (seongjoong), mentions of homophobia, horror, fantasy, gore, angst, violence, suicidal behaviors, character death, mentions of eating/cooking, mentions of religious figures, angel/demon au, mentions of blood. takes place in various time periods. y/n exists after 2022. futuristic au.

a/n : i spent endless hours sitting in odd positions everywhere in my house for 2 months to write this. moodboard credit to @/baekhvuns

words : 35k

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MON AMOUR (p.sh)

pairing: husband!sunghoon x reader (f)

summary: after a tiring day spent following your twin children and doing the chores, what could be better than letting your husband take care of you?

warnings: fluff & smut. unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), they have a daughter and a son, creampie, p in v, dirty talk, meandom!hoon, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy, making out, kissing, cuddling. lmk if more. NOT PROOFREAD.

wc: 3.1k

published: 20th May 2024

taglist: (permanent) @stolasisyourparent @jaeyunsbimbo @heelvsted @jwnghyuns @seunghancore @bangtancultsposts (one shot) @slut4hee @love13tter @deobitifull @xiaoderrrr @cha0thicpisces @minjaexvz @crimnalseung @skylaly @ensaz008

a/n: based on this ask from anon. hope you don’t mind i changed it a little bit <3 i just love imagining how enha would call their kids (like, in heeseung’s fic, jia 😭😭)

“I want the pink toothbrush!” Your daughter shouted with her high pitched voice, pointing at the toothbrush of the respective colour.

“Alright.” You smiled and handed it to her, “Here you go, Haneul.” 

“And you?” You looked at Haneul’s twin brother, smiling ever so sweetly “I want green.” Yohan answered, his chubby finger pointing at the toothbrush. 

You removed it from the wrapping and handed it to him “Now, brush your teeth, I want them all clean, alright?” 

Both of them nodded and you started filling in the laundry, programming it to function for that night. Spring coming with its perfect weather for the twins to play outside, it also meant your laundry had to work overtime with the amount of mud they get on their clothes.

Turning around, you noticed them arguing over the toothpaste. You shook your head and took it out of Haneul’s hand before she could make a mess and put a little bit on it on both of their toothbrushes. 

Patrolling so that they wouldn’t argue over something silly again, you helped them in their pyjamas and tugged their covers.

With one kiss on each of their foreheads, you whispered “Good night.” And exited their room, hoping none of them woke up for the whole night.

You rested your back against the door, rubbing your temples with a soft sigh. You loved the twins, you had never wished for something as wonderful as them— But it was draining to follow them the whole day and also do all the chores. 

You tried your best not to let it show, Sunghoon surely had it worse, waking up at dawn and coming back later than sunset. It must be so exhausting you didn’t have the heart to complain about your own tiredness.

You walked to the bedroom, opening the door just to widen your eyes when you saw Sunghoon’s figure, removing his blazer meaning he had just come home. 

You smiled “Hey.” You said, closing the door behind your back. 

He raises his eyebrows at the sight of you. “Hey pretty,” Sunghoon murmured, his eyes trailing along the length of your body.

He threw his jacket on the edge of the chair sitting over by his desk, his eyes not leaving you for a moment.

“You’re back.” You stated, fighting the urge not to add a ‘finally’ and walked towards him, taking the jacket to fold it better.

He watched as your fingers nimbly folded the jacket, a soft smile appearing on his tired face. 

Sunghoon felt the stress of the day slowly disappear from him when he looked at you. He reached out and took the jacket from your hand, setting it down before pulling you close to him.

“I couldn't stay away from you three any longer.” He mumbled, pressing a soft kiss upon your lips.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, tilting your head “They kept asking about you.” 

A small laugh escaped his lips and he tightened his arms around your waist in return, “Did they really?” It was rhetorical since he already knew the answer. 

He hadn’t been home early enough to see them for days due to his work and he couldn’t help but feel guilty at the fact. Sunghoon knew that he needed to spend more time at home, with you and his little daughter and son.

You hummed, resting your head on his chest with a small sigh. You had missed the way your bodies mended together, just so perfect for each other.

His warm embrace always made your day better, no batter what hardship you had encountered— He just knew what made you happy.

Noticing that you weren’t saying much as usual, where you would tell him all the things that happened through the day, Sunghoon gently cupped the back of your head, his fingers brushing your hair out of your face.

“You ok, love?” He asked softly, tilting your head up so he could look at you, his eyes scanning your face to search for any sign of discomfort.

“I’m sorry,” You shook your head “I’m just tired.” You gave him a small smile, not wanting to worry him much. 

He nodded, understanding that you were going through a lot as well, “Don’t apologise,” Sunghoon mumbled, before pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“I think we could both benefit from being in bed right now,” He teased lightly, a smirk appearing on his lips “You worked so hard, even ironed all my blazers.”

“Yeah but you take a shower first.” You pointed a threatening finger in his chest “I just changed the sheets.” 

Sunghoon chuckled lowly, “Then come join me,” He winked, gently squeezing your hip as he stepped back towards the bathroom, not letting you take a moment to respond that he was dragging you with him. 

“Hoon…” You murmured, looking back anxiously, despite the bathroom being private, they still might hear you “We need to be quiet.” 

Sunghoon looked over at you with a cocky smile, unbuttoning his shirt slowly “You know I’ll try my hardest.”

You narrowed your eyes “You never do.” 

He smirked back at you as he dropped his shirt to the floor, “You love it though,” He quipped teasingly, watching you as you stood there, watching him unabashedly.

You crossed your arms “The twins might hear us, I’m not sure they’re asleep yet.” 

“I’m sure they are.” He commented, stepping closer to you and pulling you flush to him once again.

“Besides, it’s you who needs to keep quiet, baby.” He mumbled softly as he leaned down to press a trail of kisses along the side of your neck.

You let out a contented sigh, tilting your head back to give him more access.

His hands slipped under the shirt you were wearing, his fingers gliding over the bare skin of your stomach.

Sunghoon pushed you against the counter, his teeth nibbling your collarbone, leaving small, red marks.

His hands squeezing your hips gently to keep you in place.

He was desperate to have you close again after being so busy for days and his body was missing you.

You let your hands wander all over his bare chest, feeling his shaped muscles. The feeling of your hands all over him made him eager and desperate to touch you as well. 

He quickly grabbed the hem of your shirt, bringing it over your head before tossing it to the side. 

Sunghoon let out a small groan when he noticed you weren’t wearing any bra. His hands found your breasts right away, groping them.

You attached your lips to him and as the kiss deepened, his hands started trailing down to your hips once again, his fingers digging into the flesh. 

Sunghoon pulled you even closer, moaning lowly into the kiss as he grinded against you, his desire for friction evident against your body.

You let out a shaky breath and trailed your hand down to palm his clothed bulge. 

His breath hitched and his forehead rested against yours, looking into your eyes as you palmed him. 

His lust-filled gaze locked with your own and his hand moved to grab yours, gently pulling it away.

Sunghoon had a smirk on his lips as he brought your hand to his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss on the inside of your wrist. “Not yet, love.”

You looked at him puzzled “Why not?”

“I want to take my time with you tonight,” Sunghoon spoke gently, his eyes burning into yours. 

One of his hands lifted to move strands of your hair and place it behind your ear. “Just because I haven't been home much doesn’t mean I’ve lost any of my skills. Just relax.” He reassured you, wiggling his thick brows.

“Yeah?” You chuckled “How about you show me?”

Sunghoon’s lips stretched up into a mischievous smirk, pulling the elastic from your hair and letting your hair fall down your shoulders.

He pushed his knee up between your legs, his smirk widening at the small gasp he managed to pry from your lips ”That's exactly what I plan on doing,” He replied.

His knee rubbed up against your heat, applying light pressure every now and then just to tease you. He could feel how hot and desperate you were becoming.

When you felt something sharp on your shoulder, you gasped “Sunghoon… No marks.”

He grinned against your skin, “But you love it when I mark you,” He purred into your ear. 

You lightly hit his shoulder “Still, it’s difficult to hide them.”

Sunghoonleaned closer so his lips hovered over yours, the two of you sharing the same breath and exhales.

”I don't want you to hide them, love,” His eyes burning with desire as he looked down at your body. “I want you to wear my marks with pride.”

You nagged “How will I explain to the twins where these marks come from?”

A low chuckle left his lips as he let his head drop down to your shoulder, his nose rubbing against your skin. 

“They’re too young to know,” He mumbled against your neck, “And these are for my eyes only anyways.”

You rolled your eyes at his shameless he was “You’re incredible.”

Sunghoon’s other hand moved to hold your chin gently so you’d look at him, his dark eyes boring into yours.

His leg moved up again, pressing harder and rubbing up against the sensitive spot he knew you’d moan at. 

“Hoon…” You murmured, unable to grind your hips on his thigh with the way he was holding you.

 “Do you know how much I missed this?” He breathed out, his fingers gently caressing your cheek before pulling your face closer to his, his mouth hovering just over yours.

“As much as I did.” You replied and made your lips crash back together, your tongues dancing the ballad of love.

“Please..” You pleaded, feeling your body burn in desire “Sunghoon, please.” 

“Please what, pretty?” Sunghoon asked mockingly, knowing exactly what it was that you wanted, but not giving it to you just yet.

“Stop teasing.” You said desperately “Stop teasing you say?” He grinned, “And just give you what you want?” He murmured before pressing a gentle kiss on the shell of your ear.

“Not tonight, baby. Tonight I want you to take what you’re given and you’ll be grateful for everything I do to you.”

Your body shuddered at his words, just the thought of finally being able to be his all over again made slick pool your panties. You nodded obediently, his husky tone just fuelling your desire.

 “Good girl,” Sunghoon mumbled softly, his hand reaching out to gently pull you forward.

“C'mon, you deserve to unwind after dealing with our babies all by yourself,” He reassured with a warm smile, leading you towards the bedroom.

You walked beside him and laid down on the bed, all bare except for the shorts you were still wearing. You looked up at him with utter lust, your nipples hardening at the sight of his huge bulge poking through his working pants. 

Sunghoon noticed it and massaged your breasts, licking his bottom lip.

Your breath was heavy, your eyes piercing through his body and your pussy aching for his cock.

“I need you.” You whispered “Yeah? Need me that bad?” You nodded, rubbing your thighs together.

Such a sight made his cock twitch in his pants, the fabric becoming more and more tight “Can’t wait anymore, mh?” He said and reached for your pants.

“Lift your hips for me.” He said and you complied, helping him remove them. 

Sunghoon held his body above you, his hands on either side of your head to prevent himself from crushing you. 

His tongue quickly slipped into your mouth once again as he relished in the taste he’d missed so badly.

“I’m going to fuck you,” He kissed your lips, unzipping his pants “I’m going to fuck you so good, put another baby in you.”

He groaned at the memory of your swollen belly, carrying not one but two of his children. The idea of having a third one went straight to his cock.

“Knock me up.” You said, blissful euphoria clouding your senses.

Sunghoon pulled down his boxers and pants, his cock sprung free, angry and pulsating. 

Your hand went down to pump it, wanting to provide him some kind of relief.

He let out a moan, bucking his hips to fuck your fist “Do you want me to prep you?” He asked. 

“No, just fuck me.” You said, impatiently, “Make me yours.”

You didn’t need to say more, Sunghoon pulled your hand away to align himself to your entrance after slipping your panties to the side and then pushed his thick tip inside of you. 

“So wet already.” You moaned out at the stretch, so sweet and painful at the same time until he pushed all of him inside of you, his tip kissing your cervix.

“You feel so good, baby,” He mumbled quietly, his body desperate for more of the feeling of you wrapped around him. 

Sunghoon’s hands gripped your hips as he slowly began to roll his own against your body, setting a slow rhythm for both of you.

You rolled your eyes back, mouth agape as you felt him pull out just to push himself right back into you.

“S-shit baby.” He groaned as he picked up pace “Squeezing my cock so tight.” 

You grasped his forearms, his muscles under your palms “Fuck— Yes.” You moaned, a little too loudly.

“Shh,” He shushed by crashing his lips on your, swallowing your moans “You don’t want Haneul and Yohan to hear you, do you?” 

You shook your head, looking at him through half-lidded eyes. 

Your own hand went down to rub small circles on your clit, bringing yourself even more pleasure.

Sunghoon craved you, your body, your mind, your whole being. He wrapped his hand around your throat and pushed himself deeper, hitting spots you didn’t even know existed. 

“My wife.” He grunted “My gorgeous wife.” 

You hummed, hips bucking up to meet his thrusts “I missed you so much.” You breathed out. 

Sunghoon nodded in understanding, claiming your lips once again “I missed you too, baby.” 

Sunghoon squeezed your nipples, making you moan “I’ll take tomorrow off, fuck the company, just want be with my family.” He snapped, his hips moving more harshly against yours.

You didn’t have the mind to reply to his rumbling, his pace along with the feeling of him was enough to make the knot in your stomach tighten. 

You clenched around him, making him curse under his breath “How come you’re still so tight?” He scoffed mockingly “Pushed out two babies and you feel tighter than before— Shit!” Sunghoon bit down his bottom lip to muffle his moans.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him more down to you “Hoon, I’m gonna cum.” You warned.

“I know, pretty,” Sunghoon panted heavily between moans, his pace even faster as he chased his own end. “Cum for me, yeah?” He mumbled, “Wanna feel you come undone for me.”

You tried to hold it back, wanting the moment and the pleasure your husband brought you to last forever— But it had been a while since you two shared an intimate moment and your body wasn’t used to it as much anymore. 

With one particular deep thrust, you came with a muffled moan, your body squirming and back arched. 

Watching your orgasm sent him over the edge and he came soon after, “Fuck, Fuck.” Groaning heavily as he felt your walls clenching around him. 

He emptied his load inside you, coating your insides with his cum “Take my cum, angel.” Sunghoon twitched inside you “Take it all, good girl.”

As you both tried to come down from your high, he laid on top of you, not caring that he was probably crashing your body. You didn’t care as well when all you wanted was for him to stay close.

One of your hands went to brush his bangs out of his sweaty forehead and you pressed a small kiss on his thick brow. 

Sunghoon chuckled, the aftercare sessions always full of giggle and unspoken affection..

“Will you seriously take tomorrow off?” You asked quietly after a while, unsure whether he was being serious or if he was just too in the moment. 

He chuckled, caressing your cheek with his thumb “I’m the CEO, I decide what I want.” He said proudly. 

You smiled widely, a warm sensation spreading inside your chest “Really?” 

“Really.” He promised, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip “We’ll make a big surprise to the twins and after we take them to kindergarten….” He bucked his hips, his cock still inside your warm pussy, none of you wanting to disconnect your bodies.

He leaned down to whisper inside your ear “I’m going to have you all for myself, fuck you full of my cum until you can’t no more.” 

You kissed him, biting his bottom lip harshly “I’m down.” Sunghoon moaned, pulling you into another make out session, your bodies moving at a slow rhythm.

After cleaning up, you laid down side by side, his big body engulfing yours, warm arms protectively around your waist.

You missed all of it, the smell of his cologne, the warm feeling of the sheets around both your bodies, his soothing presence.

Sunghoon traced small patterns on your back “Stop drawing dicks.” You nagged, chuckling.

He smiled and pressed a featherlight kiss on your head “I’m so lucky to have you.” He took your hand in his, both your rings tingling “And I never tell you enough how grateful I am for our babies.”

You snuggled closer to his chest “I’m so lucky to have you too— I wouldn’t have made it alone.”

“I love you so much.” Sunghoon whispered, his eyes slowly closing, exhaustion overtaking him “I love you more.” You murmured back.

Au revoir

CHARACTERS |  Levi, Erwin, Hange, Mike, Nanaba, Petra, Kuchel

RELATIONSHIPS | Erwin x Levi, Mike x Nanaba, Petra x Hange

GENRE | Reincarnation, Smut, Romance

IV | Alternate Universe- Reincarnation. Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Romance, Smut, Angst and fluff and smut, French Levi, Student Levi, Writer Erwin, Light angst, Alternate Universe - Coffee shops.

Summary | “Puis-je vous aider ?” That voice, the familiar voice. It rang through his head and brought back memories of the man he had tried to find for so long. He lifted his gaze and was met with the sight of no one other than Levi freaking Ackerman, cleaning a cup, completely oblivious to him.“

Levi.” 

Erwin and Levi meet again in the modern world.Series

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Psychotically evil and hot, just how I like my fictional men.

9:32 PM

pairing: boyfriend! park sunghoon x reader genre: fluff going out with sunghoon, the way lovers do (≧◡≦) ♡ an: sunghoon looks so good here im drooling. he'd really be the perfect bf

thinking about you and sunghoon going out on a date >_<

he'd pick you up from your house, with flowers in hand. pink roses. you called for your mom to prepare a vase with water, though your house was already filled with flowers from previous date nights. sunghoon would have the cheesiest smile. his boyish good looks always made you weak.

"hi, y/n!"

your parents loved him, maybe even more than you did, and you had to drag him out the house when they invited him in. if he stayed for too long, you knew that you wouldn't have any time to spend with him by yourself. you still shiver at the thought of him versus your dad playing board games. sidenote - don't leave sunghoon alone with a scrabble board, EVER.

after you left your house, he'd walk you to the restaurant a few blocks away that he grew up eating at, the one that his mom always liked. he'd pay for the check, and try to make jokes to the server to make you laugh. he'd order the most expensive thing on the menu, just to treat you! (even though his bank account couldn't really handle it.)

after that, he'd take you out on a walk on the streets of seoul. you'd walk on the inner part of the sidewalk, while he walked on the side closest to the street, of course. he'd hold your hand gently and shyly, lacing his fingers between yours.

it'd be a cold night, but he'd hold onto your shoulder so you'd stay warm. you could see your breath.

he'd talk about anything and everything - his first impression of you, what he dreamt about last night, his favorite artists, his hopes and dreams... he was one of a kind in that regard; with him, you could talk for hours about anything and you still wouldn't get bored. although, that's probably due to how loud he'd laugh at even the unfunniest jokes. (he's laughing because he wants to impress you!)

that's really what you liked so much about him, his laugh. it was deep, and rumbled through your chest. it made your heart burn with love. you talked for hours, just trying to hear more of that laugh. walking around with him after dinner was peaceful.

you'd giggle like little kids when you crossed the road with only 8 seconds left. he'd take the lead and sprint across, the only thing helping you keep up was his hand in yours. the streets filled with your laughter.

when it got late, you guys visited a local music store. the neon sign invited the two of you in, and you couldn't help but spend your money on a vinyl even though you didn't have a record player. and sunghoon made a cheesy joke about how the cd couldn't shine brighter than your eyes, and you'd have to give him a pity laugh. at least he tried!

but he'd open the door for you on the way out, and hold you tight to him. the cold would bite at your cheeks, but you felt warm and bubbly like you always did with sunghoon.

as the night quieted down, he'd walk you home. he was always such a gentlemen.

"thank you for letting me take y/n out!"

as they closed the door, they'd exclaim that he was so polite. they gushed that he was the one.

with sunghoon, there was never any question if he loved you. it was you, always you. it made your heart clench, and it made you feel fuzzy all over.

an: GOD WHENNNN (ᗒ^ᗕ)❤ also, i really like this one! hope you all enjoy teehee