*insert sunoo dolphin scream*
pairing: king!sunghoon x queen!reader
genre: explicit, royalty au, marriage au, not minor friendly
synopsis: as a king, sunghoon was perfect. He was intelligent, kind, confident — basically everything a woman would want, not to mention how great he was in bed as the cherry on top. But why did his wife seemed to disagree? Did she really hate him or was it all an act? Sunghoon didn’t know, but he was for sure sick of hiding his feelings.
warnings: dom!king hoon, he’s a little annoying but in a hot way, lovers in denial, hint of e2l, small plot, bathtub s*x, unprotected s*x, mentions of kitchen s*x, cute love confession at the end, this is mostly cute imo
word count: 2.7k
note: this is practically my version of the even days on Queen Charlotte, enjoy 🫰🏼
Let’s get over with it, you thought to yourself, standing before the glorious gates of the king’s room as you pushed them open, walking inside with a confidence that was half fake.
You did not like doing this, not one bit, yet you weren’t given the luxury of making your own decisions.
After all you had one task — birthing a new heir for the throne, it couldn’t be that hard now could it?
However it was, it really was hard with a person like him — with a person who’s not only a know it all but also as stubborn as a goat.
Gosh, he was so annoying with his stupidly handsome face and no, you did not care if it was a treason to call him that.
But the hardest part wasn’t the fact that you had to perform the “marital act” with him every other day on even days of the week, it was the fact that you had to hide that you actually liked it and that you were not being pretentious.
Why the hiding, you wonder? Because he was a jerk, a great king for his nation, true, but a trashy husband to you. And if you were supposed to age together, he had to improve, whether he liked it or not.
Which was why you were determined to get on his nerves just as much as he did to yours, thinking that it could make him question his perfect self, maybe for the sake of his marriage.
And well, given that he also was tired of hiding his feelings for you, that sly plan of yours seemed to have hope.
“We’re supposed to spend the night together.” You said as you stood before the bathtub that Sunghoon, who happened to be the mentioned king and husband, was bathing in, “It’s an even day today.”
Oh yeah, right, even day, he thought as he eyed you up and down, lips curling up to a smug smirk which dictated the fact that he liked your nightgown.
You looked astonishing, just like how you always did.
It was really a shame that he won’t be telling you that though, since you were treating him as if he was your enemy ever since your first morning together, making him wonder what he did so wrong.
I mean, you were newly wedded, both of you had given consent for this marriage so what was the issue? Why were you so mean to him?
He honestly didn’t have a clue, but it was true that his patience was running out thanks to you, and your cute little grumpy face.
“Leave us.” He ordered at the young man, his servant, who was standing by the door.
As the young man followed his command, you slipped out of your slippers, trying to untie the knot above the tiny buttons of your gown to take it off of you, but failing miserably despite your continuous attempts.
“Just get in.” Sunghoon bluntly spoke, eyes looking somewhat amused as he laid in the tub clothless, his muscular body full on display before you.
Yes he was unbearable as a person, but let’s be honest, he was hot as hell — maybe even hotter thanks to his cockiness.
Without rejecting, you did as you were told, stepping inside the warm water, letting it wet the long skirt of your gown as you kneeled in between his legs.
He didn’t resist your touch once you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer, lips resting merely an inch away from each other as you both sighed with expectation.
He was the one that closed the unnecessary gap, pushing his plump lips that you secretly really liked kissing on yours.
You leaned over as you kissed him back, placing your legs on both sides of his thighs, letting him pull you on his manhood with the grasp he had on your waist.
He was eager, so eager, and why did you enjoy that?
It felt like you were both in a rush to feel each other, almost as if you were doing this out of love and not because you were forced by the elders, aka his mom and her useless council of lords.
Well, calling this love would be bold but one thing was for sure, and it was that no power in the world could force either of you into doing something you didn’t like.
So yeah, despite the fact that none of you admit it, the even days of the week were for sure your favorite.
The way you both hissed once his tip brushed over your entrance was a living proof of that as you broke the kiss for a brief second, wanting to take a look at his handsome face.
He was frowning, biting his lips as you sank down on him, taking him more and more gradually until there was nothing left outside.
Ugh that feeling — the feeling of him filling you up to the max, it was freaking perfect.
His hands were now roaming on your body, caressing your back and playıng with your breasts over the thin fabric that weighed on you.
He groaned once you started to rock your hips on his, digging his nails into your skin almost as if he was trying to leave a mark behind.
The way you squeezed him tightly with your warmth was one thing, he was in love with it, true, but what drove him insane was the look on your face — the look of pure pleasure as you began to ride him, mouth gaping open to leave the most beautiful whimpers he has ever heard.
Ugh seriously, how dare you could be so attractive when you were so rebellious? He couldn’t stand that, you know?
You truly deserved a punishment for that, queen or not.
Placing both hands on your hips, he led you into a faster pace, all the while sneakily making his way back to your lips, enclosing them with his needy ones.
God he hated you, he hated to feel so needy for you, he hated the fact that he was burning for you while you treated him like shit, causing him to go mad all alone with the thoughts of you spiraling inside his mind.
But he loved you, he loved you so much that he was enduring it for you, pretending to be okay with it all — pretending to be only doing this for the sake of the throne.
Whereas he didn’t even care for an heir, not a single bit, no, he was just lying to not give you the upper hand.
Because how could he just confess his wild love for you when you were complaining about how bothering it was to have him breathing in the rooms of your palace just the other day?
Yeah, it was true that you made up for yourself after that with how you let him fuck you on the dinner table but let’s be honest, it was still really rude, even for you.
He couldn’t just forget about that, could he?
But honestly, he sort of really wanted to, especially when all he cared about was the way you made him feel every time he touched you, every time he made you his and every time he filled you up with his seeds — just like how he was about to do right now.
“Close,” you mumbled, arching your back as you let your head fall behind, your lips separating from his to expose more of your gorgeous neck for him, “I'm close, do not slow down.”
He scoffed, speechless at the audacity you had then again. You were giving orders to the king himself without a single care in the world, surely you were a mad woman, maybe as mad as him even.
Or maybe you were his perfect match, just like his servant pointed out the other day.
Giving a light squeeze to your buttocks, he trailed his hands on your body, reaching to your neck to wrap his hands around it. He didn’t forget to fondle your tıts on his way there, loving the way they were perfectly fitting in his palms.
After his long fingers were placed tightly around your throat, he pulled you down, speaking against your lips before he kissed them, “You can be a lady for once and ask for it kindly, you know,” he whispered, sarcastic with his tone, “it won’t kill you, I promise.”
“Please,” you replied, which was enough to surprise him as he froze in his spot, suddenly gulping down was an unmanageable task at the sound of your whiny request, “just don’t slow down, please.”
Shaking his head, he tried to break the spell you just unknowingly casted on him, “See,” he cleared his throat, pretending his best to seem unbothered, “it was not that hard now, was it my queen?”
“It was, actually,” you disagreed, pecking his lips with a shit eating grin on your face, “my heart almost stopped as I was saying the p word, my king.”
He giggled, biting his lips as he moved closer to give you a proper kiss, his tongue melting on yours once he poked it inside your mouth.
Although the conversation between you could be called cute, his thrusts and his kisses couldn't be included in the same category.
Guess he isn’t such a gentleman when it comes to making love, you thought, secretly enjoying this side of him.
And by the passing second, he only became more and more aggressive, the pressure in between your legs increasing a crazy amount with every push of his hips.
“Sunghoon ..” you called out for him in between sloppy kisses, struggling to keep yourself on your knees with the way they trembled.
“I know, do not worry,” he whispered, feeling the same way as you, desperately craving his high, almost like a teen boy, “I won’t stop until you’re there, I promise.”
And oh dear God, the list of things that he could sacrifice over the way you kissed him right now, it had no limit.
This was the first time he’s seen you being so needy, so passionate and so defenseless with him that he couldn’t help but to wonder if the whole “I hate your existence” thing that you got going on with him was fake.
Perhaps you were pretending just like him, but what for?
Now that he thought about it, maybe he hasn’t been a good husband to you and maybe — that was the reason behind your small riots.
If that was the case, then there was hope for your marriage, which without a doubt was all he asked for.
For sure you had your reasons to be beefing with him, I mean he had many faults towards you — like leaving you all alone at the first night of your marriage just so he could ‘observe the stars’ in his private observatory, but in the bigger picture it really was not his fault either.
He was raised to be a king, to be perfect, to be a scientist, to be a role model — not to be a husband unfortunately, and that hasn’t been a problem until after you’ve arrived.
Don’t get him wrong, he wasn’t complaining, it was just that your existence near him changed more than he thought.
First of all it changed him and it really was harder than you could guess to adjust.
Just a few days back he was a young boy who did not care for anything else besides the planet Venus, yet today the only thing that he was thinking about was you, and what he could do to impress you, in hopes of making you hate him less.
So to put it shortly, he just needed some time to make everything perfect, that was all.
It was your pretty voice what pulled him out of his trans as you were calling for the name of god after his. Your body was collapsed on his, your arms wrapped around his neck while you were panting against his ear, putting your last drop of energy to your legs in order to be able to keep on bouncing upon him.
“Shhh, you’re alright,” he whispered as he hugged your waist, taking some weight off your tired knees as he helped you with your movements using his strong arms, leading you up and down repeatedly, “I’ve got you y/n, it’s alright.”
“I’m … I-I think I’m …”
“Do it.” he cut your words, lips landing endless kisses on your neck as his grip tightened. His face was buried on your skin while he was trying to focus on his nearing high, hoping to arrange it at the same time with yours.
And he was successful with it, the seeds of your future generation spilling from his thick shaft into you, filling you up all good like your previous times.
Neither of you were quiet with your climaxes as you both groaned and sighed, hands all over each other, desperately searching for a space to hold on.
“Are you well?” he managed to utter after a while later, all breathless as he rested his face on your shoulders. You seemed just as exhausted as him, he could tell it from the way your heart was beating.
Yes, it was so loud that he could hear it, wasn’t that so cute?
“Mhm, I’m .. uhh .. fine.” you replied, forcing out your words with your half closed eyes, trying to remove yourself from where you were sitting on top of Sunghoon with your weak arms. “I should leave you .. um, good night.”
Now that you were done with each other, it was time that you left, right? I mean, It wasn’t like you had any good reasons to stay anyway.
Well, it looked like Sunghoon did not agree with you, not in the slightest bit.
“Wait — ” he stopped you, raising his head from where it was resting on your chest to look you in the eyes. And your eyes, lord, they were so beautiful. “Don’t leave tonight, just stay,” he said, using his kindest tone, “please, y/n, I’m asking you.”
“But — ”
“No buts,” he shushed you, caressing your lips with his thumb as he pressed it on them, “enough with this cold war between us, let us put an end to it already, yeah?”
You were left tongue-tied at his sudden offer, fluttering your lashes a few times as you observed his face. He was serious — sincere even, you could sense it with your heart, which was a first.
Were you surprised? hell yes, but this was a good thing.
He was trying to show that he was willing to take the first step for you and needless to say, it was as impressive as it was cute. He was probably freaking out on the inside, hoping miserably for you to take a step towards him as well, so that the unbearable gap between you two would vanish.
Clearing your throat, “Yeah,” you hummed, nodding your head, “I’d love that.”
“And no more even days or odd days,” he added, wrapping his arms around you even stronger, wanting to give you no space in case you tried to run away, “we shall have all of our days like this, together.”
Failing to stop your curiosity from getting the best of you, “But why now?” you asked.
I mean this was sweet and all, like who wouldn’t want peace with their husband but, what happened out of nowhere? You wanted to know, you had to know so you repeated yourself, “Why the change now?”
“Because I want my wife every day of the week, regardless of the date,” he answered, his eyes never leaving yours as they burned a hole through your soul, “I love her too much to let another day go to waste without her near me, that’s why.”
Wait, did you hear that right? Did he just tell you that he — ohmygod, did he just confess?
“Y-you … you love me?”
“I’m crazy about you, my queen,” he approved, a beautiful smile spreading all over on his handsome face as he leaned in to steal your breath with his lips once again before he whispered,
“I’m as crazy as a mad dog for you, if only you could see.”
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pairings : boyfriend’s friend!lee heeseung x fem body!reader
genre : smut! smut! smut! minor dni!
word count : 2.8k
summary : you don’t know that the person you met at the bar and you fucked is a friend of your ex-boyfriend.
warnings : read at your own risk. heeseung is obsessed on reader‚ reader lost her virginity‚ switch roleplay‚ dom!heeseung x sub!reader‚ mirror sex‚ spitting‚ wall fucking‚ unprotected sex‚ let me know if i miss something.
author notes : ask me a question in my inbox‚ please do interact and try to request something‚ also don’t think about the title of the fic cause i think this ‘no love’ title is fit. yea (?).
viewers discrimination is advised | typo alert | grammatical error aheads | lowercase using | work in fiction | masterlist.
“ YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DON’T MOVE! ” you shouted at your boyfriend who should give an another explanation to you.
you ascertained that he cheated‚ and you can endure with your own two eyes that he is cheating on you.
you can witness how sweet your boyfriend is to another girl while you keep quiet on one side and ponder whether he loves you or not.
he was giving you a random sign‚ you don’t even know if he truly loved you or no.
it’s pure and you know you can’t be so blind that you don’t see everything.
“ don’t know what to do with you. ” you thought‚ you sat on the edge of the bed and covered your face with both of your hands.
“ i thought what my friend was saying was fake‚" you whispered "I still chose you." you added.
“ bab– ”
“ SHUT UP!!! ” you shouted when you heard your boyfriend’s worried voice.
you are fed up with his explanation and you will never again waste your time just to listen to his nonsense reason.
“ i... ” you held your breath wondering if you were going to say what you had to say or not‚ because you never want to lose your boyfriend.
you’ve been together for almost two years but you’ve given your love to him‚ you love him and he loves you but at one time you couldn’t stop fighting because of your boyfriend’s playboy habits.
you have been abandoned by many people because of your boyfriend, even your sister you didn’t trust, whether it was your friend or your boyfriend’s friend, your family and relatives.
“ we should break up. ” you spoke, your broken heart was destroyed when you said that, as if you were trying to say it, but you know it’s for your own good that you and your boyfriend break up.
“ no... you can’t do this to me. ” he denied, your eyes closed and you felt hot tears running down your cheeks.
“ this is the only thing that is good for us. ” you said, you took your bag and walked out of your boyfriend’s condo, crying and walking down the hallway.
you bumped into someone but you didn’t pay attention to it and entered the elevator as if you were an arrogant person who didn’t care about the people around you.
“ fuck boy! ” you whispered.
you’re drunk and out of your mind‚ you don’t even know why you’re getting drunk on someone who hasn’t been loyal to you.
“ one martini‚ please. ” you heard a male voice in front of you.
you looked at his face and you saw the incredible charm of his face.
he was smiling as he ordered his drink, you could see his white teeth and protruding bones in his jaw.
he is sitting next to you and his seat is facing you but his eyes are on the waitress while waiting to make his wine.
one of his hands was leaning on the table, his seat was spread out, he was wearing a tuxedo and his dress shirt was open with two buttons.
the view you see right in front now is heavenly and it seems as if your mind is painting the image of his face.
the man says a polite ‘thanks’ when the waitress gave him the order he was waiting for‚ he took a sip and sighed as the chemical liquid went down his throat.
he looked at you with a smirk, your eyes widened when he focused his gaze on you.
“ what’s up, gorgeous? ” he said and drank his martini again, looking at you as he drank his drink.
you looked at his moving adams apples up and down while he drank.
“ lonely? ” he added.
you drank the wine you were drinking completely and turned your attention to others.
“ i see‚” you heard him called in the middle of the loud music inside the bar. “ broken? ” he asked.
you looked at him again but you noticed that your faces were close together.
he turned his face away so that you could face each other properly as both his hands were lifted, smiling with a hint of sarcasm.
“ can you please stop making fun of me‚ mister. ” you said firmly, you managed to give what you said to him in an irritated voice.
“ i’m not making fun of you miss, ” he reminded you, motioning the waitress to give him another glass of martini before even looking at you. “ i have my own version of how to play with a woman. ” he smirked at the same time, admitting that you are very experienced in the behavior he shows.
“ flirty, huh? ” you asked him, he chuckled at your question and slowly brought his face closer to yours until he put his mouth on your ear.
“ i am. ”
you tsked and put your hand on his chest and slowly pulled him away.
you stood up from your seat and walked over to him with one of your hands on his chest, you were the one smirking now as he marveled at what you would do, he took a gulp of his martini and swallowed.
you sat on his lap and put your hand on his shoulder.
“ maybe you like to play with me? ” you hummed while asking it, he chuckled again.
“ what if‚ yes. ” he says defiantly, his tongue does not retreat and smirks as he answers you.
“ heeseung. ” he introduced himself and extended his hand to you.
“ Y/N ” you accepted his hand and sipped the rest of your wine.
“ so darling, what are you doing here? ” you asked and took his neck tie and knotted it with your smooth fingers.
he went whoops at the action that you suddenly showed and you know he’s enjoying it.
“ and you? what’s the reason you came here? ” he asked back, you snicker as instead of answering your question, he asked you.
“ to fight and break up with my cheater boyfriend. ” you told bored and you rolled your eyes when you called your ex-boyfriend ‘boyfriend’.
“ oh, such a sad news. ” you heard Heeseung’s grief when he heard what you said, but deep inside he was happy about it.
and another is that he is also the reason why you broke up with your boyfriend.
Heeseung is one of your boyfriend’s best friends, sometimes they only meet or spend time together but unfortunately every time you go with your boyfriend to join his other friends jamming you don’t see him : Heeseung.
it’s all started when your boyfriend showed your photo on your first date to his friends, they all really liked you and beautified in your facial, they chose to respect your relationship with your boyfriend because after all your boyfriend was the first to drop your heart.
but Heeseung was really the worst, Heeseung completely fell for your beauty, and all the insults he did were for you to break your connection with your boyfriend.
he entertains your boyfriend with the girls at the bar of the condominium owned by Heeseung’s parents and drink a lot of alcohol so that he gets drunk and has sex with another girl, he knows his friend is innocent but he is ready to give up their friendship just for you.
Heeseung is obsessed with you but you don’t know that because you haven’t seen or met him yet.
sometimes he sends an edited image to his staff for your friend and parents with your boyfriend who is another girl.
it is extremely legit if you can see it but everything in the picture he gives is fake.
Heeseung is also the reason why your boyfriend is in their condominium lives because Heeseung knows that you often visit your boyfriend so he made a way to see you once in a while and that is to make your boyfriend live in a big , spacious and luxurious condo.
now that he made his friend look bad to you, your friends and your family, now he will get what he has been waiting for a long time : you.
“ ugh! ” you bumped into a hard and cold wall behind you as the two of you kissed passionately like there was no tomorrow.
Heeseung was removing his tuxedo while you had your other hand curled up holding his tie.
as if you are hungry and eager to taste each other, you are in the same room of the condominium and your boyfriend lives in just the next room.
each room is soundproof, the furnishings are durable and it looks expensive.
you helped Heeseung remove the buttons from his dress shirt and you can feel the bulge in his abs.
you moaned again as he pressed himself against you at the same time as you felt his hardened length.
he tore your thin dress enough to see your black lace bra.
he caressed your breast while it was still covered in your bra, you couldn’t do anything but moan in the middle of the kiss between the two of you.
you immediately lowered your dress until it fell to the floor, your kiss was interrupted and Heeseung lowered you until you were facing his pants with a lump in the middle of the zipper.
you crossed your legs when you felt something wet fall from your panties, Heeseung immediately pulled down the zipper of his pants and pulled his pants down.
it’s like you’re impatient for each other touch and can’t control your random feelings running out both of your minds.
you immediately took off his boxers along with his underwear, you could see right in front of you his long cock and his red tip.
drooling at the sight of it, you stroked his length with your small smooth hand and curled it tightly.
and besides sipping it like ice cream, you looked at him seduced and slowly covering his whole length in your mouth.
Heeseung ruffled your hair and thrust his length inside your mouth.
“ you just got out of a breakup and you’re already sucking another man’s cock.” he hissed as you guided yourself to take his cock.
you started to gag as your head rapidly bobbed up and down.
you were held by his legs tightly as he bobbed your head up and down quickly as if he was abusing your mouth and throat.
you wanted to move your head away but he continued to go after your throat until it recognized Heeseung’s tip.
he held it still for a few seconds and moved your mouth away.
he tweaked your hair again pulled you upright, he grabbed your chin and squeezed both of your cheeks which was the result of you to pout
he kissed you violently as if he had a grudge against you and spat on you.
“ fuck, you’re so hot. ” he mumbled to you in a seductive voice that made your legs tremble.
he grabbed the garter of your panty and pulled it down, you helped him and immediately had your panty done.
you were embarrassed to give it to him because it was so wet but he immediately grabbed it.
“ mine. ”
he immediately took your hand and led you to the mirrored vanity.
you looked at each other the same way, you can see his 6 abs that has a strong plump and his v line on his torso.
“ be quite in a small meeting, yea? ” he knotted your panties in one of his hands and you could see it and then he put it in your mouth.
he made you bend over as you two locked a spicy gaze on each other and neither of you two seemed to don’t want to look away.
he stroked his cock first and forced it into your little pussy.
you moaned loudly while your wet panties were inside your mouth, you were held by the edge of the vanity as he continued to push the cock on you.
“ you’re so tight, ” he said and rammed his shaft inside your pussy madly.
you can’t believe that you gave your virginity to him and not to your ex-boyfriend who you’ve been with for more than 2 years.
you can’t explain the pleasure and pain you perceive.
the vanity oscillates because of the speed of his strike, your eyes are almost white because of its rolling more than 360°, you don’t know if you call this cheating or what because at the same time you still have a little something feelings to your ex-boyfriend.
he slowly removed the hook of your bra and threw it to the other side of the room, immediately wrapping his large and veiny hands around your two breasts.
he removed his cock inside your pussy and pulled you to the wall and didn’t hesitate to insert his cock into you.
he removed the panty from your mouth and threw it around the room as well, he grabbed both of your legs and held them tightly.
he picked you up and pressed yourself against the wall‚ you moaned loudly as his cock went deeper inside your hole.
“ fuck! ” you growled and ran your hand and fingers through his hair.
his face was close to your neck which gave him a chance to give you a good mark.
he sucked it like a vampire drawing your blood, you clawed at his shoulder and back to give yourself balance.
“ you cunt,” he said irritably and threw you on the bed.
“ thought you wanted to play with a girl? ” you asked breathlessly while looking at him hovering over you.
he just smirked and grabbed both of your hands and raised them to your top, locked both of your hands with his other hand, his grip was so tight that it was hard for you to struggle from his confinement to you.
“ i am,” he slowly inserted his cock, “ but i didn’t say anything that there would be causing in pain. ” and he inserted it fully into your womanhood, you were gaped.
“ because what’s needed is, we can enjoy each other’s performance equally. ” he whispered to you and thrust into you again.
“ fuck Heeseung! ” you shouted as you were about to cum.
“ if we finish the game you will lose. ” he whispered and smiled at your fucked out face.
you forced yourself out of his tight grip and reversed the positions of the two of you.
you are now straddled by him while his cock is still inside you, your eyes dazzled with pleasure.
Heeseung was surprised and amazed at what you did, he stared intently at your face and waited for what you would do.
he rested his head on the dashboard of the bed and smirked, you can see he is not tired from what he was doing earlier because you who were lying and moaning almost lost your breath.
you started moving in your seat and heard Heeseung’s raspy growl.
“ that’s right, if i can defeat the king, i will win. ”
you immediately put yourself on top of him and ride yourself up and down while Heeseung just relaxes on what he’s leaning on.
he grumbled again when you gave yourself pleasure, your shaking breasts and your fuck out expression to him didn’t help either, that’s why he immediately reversed your position again.
you stare at eachother with a mixture of desire. “ and if i defeat my queen, i’ll let you win. ” he remarked and kissed you.
you answered his kiss and after a while you both came out together.
you screamed like a mantra and your orgasm came out hard.
“ congrats‚ gorgeous. ” he cooed to you, little by little you saw black until you blacked out.
mid morning when you wake up to the high bright sun hitting your eyes lid
you felt a headache and when you sat down you felt a pain in your private part in the middle.
“ shit. ”
you were about to get out of bed and forced to embrace the burn you felt.
you know something happened between you and Heeseung even though you know to yourself that you two are very drunk or just you.
the room is clean and Heeseung is no longer by your side, breakfast is also ready and he left a letter for you.
you read in the letter that Heeseung leave a side‚ it write that he will date you in a garden behind the condominium where the best view and nature.
you would have eaten the breakfast that was prepared for you when the condo you were staying at rang the doorbell.
you were wearing a big black t-shirt with pajamas that fit around your waist.
you went straight to the door and opened it.
“ Ethan, bro, i need a — Y/N? ”
you were surprised by what you saw and not only you were surprised but also the person in front of you; your ex-boyfriend
“ what are you doing here? ”
“ i should be the one to ask what you are doing here. ”
“ i live here. ” you exclaimed boldly.
“ seriously? ” your ex-boyfriend chuckled but you just nodded.
“ my friend lives here and it’s impossible for you to live with him, we just break up last night. ”
your ex-boyfriend looked up and down at what you were wearing, he also saw Heeseung’s favourite t-shirt that you were wearing with the brand ‘thisisneverthat®’.
your fucked out by fucking your boyfriend’s friend. ex–boyfriend’s friend.
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hi tel, since i love the filo reader series, can u make a enha reaction to them traveling the Philippines with their filo s/o ;)))
enhypen traveling to the Philippines with their filo s/o!
so we're actually making this a thing , i see i see. i honestly enjoy writing this filo series kjhkhdsjhs anyways, i hope you like this one !!
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heeseung
okay but first- he would want to meet your family
and then he gets shocked on how many they are lol
slightly complains about the heat but overall doesn't really feel uncomfy with it
dUDE I JUST FEEL LIKE PEOPLE WOULD STARE AT HIM
you can never not mistaken him as a celeb yk
you bring him to the beach and he really likes it, feels refreshed
"should we live here when we get married?" hehehehehe
you buy him pancit canton 🕺
jay
(correct me if i'm mistaken) i think he mentioned he went to pasig ? and stayed at some hotels here in the ph
so it's most likely he knows what to expect
tREATS YOU AT A FIVE STAR HOTEL YO
he really loves the view though
while you guys are at it- he'll try to learn some filipino food to cook
like he'll ask you what your favorite food (in the philippines) is and he'll try to cook it
oooh, he probably goes shopping with you around the malls in your area lol
jake
screw it just bring him to bgc
dyan kayo sa starbs kayo tumambay charot
jk, but i feel like once he arrives he's already used to the humid
mans lived in australia so- (idk is it hot in australia?)
probably buys a lot of pasalubong
is not willing to try balut
he'll just put his hand over his eyes when watching you eat balut (if ever you eat it)
sunghoon
(correct me if i'm wrong again) i think sunghoon had visited the philippines once because of a skating competition
though he was a kid, and probably his memory could be a little foggy
remembers the mall of asia ice skating rink though
would like to bring you there
i just feel like this man would go shopping as well
also your family members love him once he visits because they keep telling you that he's very good looking at looks like a high class model
loves the compliments
sunoo
ayo food trips with him
like he's probably willing to eat street foods with you at the dead of night
you probably take him to see some tarsiers
really thinks their cute, because they have big eyes
probably would want to keep one jkjk
buys pasalubong as well for the others once they return!
(also takes loads of pics for funzies)
jungwon
heat is probably a problem to him, but he can bear with it
i get the vibe once he visits the philippines and your family gets to see him then he's already the favorite
roaming around would be fun
eats mangoes all day (probably)
you both go to the beach
like little beach dates in the ph ykyk
(he also probably likes halo-halo)
ni-ki
this kid probably gets lost while both of you are roaming around (jkjk)
screw it just bring him to bgc as well
i just feel like he'll just want to stay in rather than go out
but you made the effort to convince him to go around manila (or any place in the philippines)
you also tell him to be cautious with his mouth and how he says stuff- because you taught this kid some words that may or may not get him in trouble yk
definitely enjoyed it with you though, and would want to come back again.
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
ed vs ed
needy baby ⋆. 𐙚 ˚
paring: 성훈 x fmr
warning: cnc! smut! reader is described as thin, size kink
You tossed and turned in bed. Too horny to let sleep take over. The ache between your thighs was maddening, and the cool brush of the sheets against your skin only made it worse. You were so worked up it hurt—your legs pressed tight together, your chest rising and falling sharply, ribs faintly visible under the cling of your tank top.
You wanted Sunghoon so badly it was getting in the way of everything—sleep, sanity, breath. You could feel him beside you. Big. Warm. Still.
There was only one way to fix this.
You shifted slowly, limbs light and sharp with angles, and peeled the thick blanket off your narrow frame. The tank top barely clung to your chest, the curve of your ribs showing with every breath. You looked like a whisper beside him—fragile, restless.
You crawled on top of him, moving carefully, your knees pressing down gently onto the mattress. You were so light he didn’t even stir. Your little shorts had ridden up, barely clinging to your ass now, the fabric caught high over your hips, thin thighs spread open as you straddled his lap.
Sunghoon slept peacefully beneath you, chest rising and falling with calm rhythm. His bare torso was broad and solid under your palms. You stared at him—gorgeous and unfairly still—his muscles relaxed, arms stretched at his sides. The size difference between you was absurd. His body made yours look like something fragile, breakable.
You bit your lip and rolled your hips forward, grinding gently against the bulge in his boxers. It was already there—thick, warm, pressing up against you. With every shift of your hips, you could feel it harden beneath you. You gasped quietly, the friction teasing your slick entrance through your thin clothes.
You let out a faint giggle, trembling. This was working. Your body—small, trembling, sharp in all the wrong ways—was driving him crazy, even in sleep.
Sliding down slightly, your fingers found the waistband of his boxers. Carefully, slowly, you pulled them down just enough—not wanting to wake him, not yet. His cock sprang free, thick and long and intimidating. It lay heavy against his stomach, and you stared.
It was huge. Your fingers, so small and thin, barely wrapped around him.
He groaned faintly in his sleep at the touch.
You spit into your hand and began to stroke him, coating him, soft and slow. Your chest rose and fell faster now. He was already twitching in your grip, warm and pulsing. And you were already so wet.
You crawled back up, straddling him once more, and positioned yourself over him. One hand held his cock, the other braced weakly on his chest. Your knees trembled as you lined up and sank down—inch by inch, his cock stretching you open.
A broken moan escaped your throat.
He filled you so deeply it felt like too much. Your tiny body was stretched to its limit, your narrow hips forced wide apart. You whimpered, fighting the urge to stop—fighting the burn that came with taking something so big in a body so tiny. But you needed this. You needed him.
Sunghoon stirred beneath you—just a little. A quiet, breathy moan left his lips. Still asleep.
Once you’d adjusted, you began to move—slow at first, bouncing on his cock with shaky, delicate motions. Your hands were pressed flat on his chest, trying to keep yourself upright as your thin thighs trembled with every drop. You could feel every ridge, every twitch. It was overwhelming, filling, perfect.
Your bones ached with every motion, your chest flushed, sweat slicking the skin over your shoulders. Your breathing turned ragged as your pace quickened. You were lost in the stretch, the fullness, the sound of slick skin and needy gasps. You didn’t even care if he woke up.
And then—A large hand suddenly wrapped around your waist, fingers digging deep into the softest part of your side, gripping tight enough to make you gasp.
You flinched. Your head snapped down—and met his gaze. Sunghoon was awake.
His voice came out rough and dark, laced with amusement. “Such a dirty girl.”
His hand slid up your side, over your ribs, and stopped just under your chest, fingers splayed over the fragile curve of you. You were shaking, eyes glassy, tears clinging to your lashes. Your lips were swollen, bitten raw. Your back arched instinctively.
He looked down at where your small body sat on his cock, trembling and wet.
“You really thought you could take me by yourself, huh?” he growled against your throat, his voice low, wicked. “Tiny little thing—thought you could ride this dick and not get wrecked?”
You moaned, helpless.
Sunghoon sat up and wrapped an arm around your back, pulling you flush against his chest. His mouth met your neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark. You cried out, cunt clenching around him.
“Guess I better help you finish what you started.”
And then he moved. He rose up, slammed you back down. Again. Again.
You cried out, the air knocked from your lungs. Your bones jolted with each bounce, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the room. He used you—lifted you, dropped you, fucked into you so hard it hurt. Your body bent easily in his grip, thin wrists clinging to his shoulders, your breath hitching every time his cock slammed home.
You sobbed against his neck, overwhelmed. Sunghoon kissed your tears. Smiled. And then kept going.
Your body trembled in his arms, shoulders rising and falling with every ragged breath. You clung to him with weak fingers, barely able to wrap your arms around his neck, your thin frame rocking with every brutal thrust.
Sunghoon held you like you weighed nothing.
You gasped as he fucked up into you again, your thighs shaking as your spine bowed under the pressure. Your knees were nearly slipping off his hips now, legs spread wide across his lap. Your hips were red from his grip, his fingertips leaving marks in your skin. He was relentless—grinding you down onto him so deep it felt like your body couldn’t take anymore.
But he wasn’t done.
Without warning, he wrapped his arms under your thighs and flipped you—your back hitting the mattress with a soft, breathless sound, the weight of your small frame barely disturbing the bed. He hovered over you now, his body massive, blocking out the dim light above. You looked up at him with wide, teary eyes, your collarbones sharp against the pillows, chest heaving.
Sunghoon took in the sight of you—stretched out, slick and shaking, your limbs spread beneath him, too thin to put up even the illusion of resistance.
“Look at you,” he murmured, almost reverent, as he reached down and grabbed your wrists in one hand, pinning them above your head like it was nothing. “So fucking breakable.”
You whimpered, lips parted, unable to answer—your body already clenching around him as he slid back inside. You could barely breathe. He filled you completely, stretching your narrow hips wide again, deeper this time. The angle was brutal. Perfect. Your head fell back against the pillow, back arching sharply as he bottomed out.
“hoonie—” you gasped, voice cracking.
He leaned in close, his mouth brushing your ear. “Say it again.”
“h-hoonie.”
“Say who’s fucking so good.”
“You—hoon, it’s you—”
He groaned low and bit your shoulder, sucking bruises into the thin stretch of skin there. Your legs wrapped instinctively around his waist, but they barely reached. You were trembling, tears sliding down the sides of your face from how deep he was. Your back pressed into the bed, hands twitching in his grip.
And he loved it.
He watched you fall apart beneath him, fucked out and ruined, your tiny frame jerking with every thrust. You looked so helpless, so wrecked—thin thighs trembling, lips swollen, voice gone. All because of him.
“Made to take it,” he murmured, hips slamming into yours, sweat dripping down his neck. “No one else could fuck this body but me.”
You moaned—a broken, high sound. Your back arched again, trying to meet every thrust, but it was too much. You were too small, too overwhelmed. You didn’t even know if you were crying from the pain or the pleasure. Maybe both.
Your whole world was just him. His cock. His hands. His voice in your ear.
“G-Gonna cum,” you whimpered, choking on the words.
“Then cum on this dick, baby. Let me feel that tight little body shake.”
You shattered.
Your walls clamped down around him, eyes rolling back, hips shaking violently as the orgasm hit you like a wave. Sunghoon cursed under his breath, thrusting through it, dragging it out. You writhed beneath him, arms still pinned, voice breaking into sobs as you fell apart.
And still—he didn’t stop.
“Not done with you,” he growled, hips pounding harder. “Not ‘til I see you cry for real.”
You whimpered his name again, voice soft and desperate. “Please.”
+ yungi
ATINY twitter (pt. 24/?)
hello and welcome to my blog ! after a while without posting, i have finally decided to break my silence bringing an enhypen reaction !! so this is enhypen’s hyung line reaction to when you cut your long hair and get yourself a pixie/bob cut.
warnings: none, i guess. ★ genre: fluff, i believe. ★ word count: 437 words.
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ᐢ..ᐢ .. ! % heeseung: i feel like you were already joking around like “oh, what if i cut my hair”, but he didn’t actually believe that you were capable of such a thing. specially because your hair was almost hitting your waist, it has never been this long. heeseung loves your hair, honestly. the color, the texture… the length. when he saw that you had a haircut, at first he wouldn’t recognize you. then, he would be stunned because, HELL YEAH YOU NAILED IT!!! how could you look so attractive with long AND short hair? i feel like he would be dramatic like “you killed my lovely hair” but he would have so much fun playing with your exposed neck.
other members after the cut
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ᐢ..ᐢ .. ! % jongseong: probably he was the one to give you the idea to get a haircut. he even helped you choose it. you were complaining about how everything seemed the same and how boring your hair was, when he came up with the idea for you to cut your hair just to experiment it. hair grows back, as we all know. so he didn’t really make a big deal of getting the haircut. however, when he first got his eyes on your exposed neck, HE WAS PETRIFIED.
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ᐢ..ᐢ .. ! % jaeyun: giggles every time he sees you since he was already planning on how to smoothly give you a neck kiss. he likes the idea of having your neck exposed, since it’s one of his favourite parts of your body. he loves to see it how delicate you look when you put a dress on and your new haircut wouldn’t change it. jake just loves it how you look soft and fierce at the same time, you look different and unique. It’s like you’re a new type of flower and he was the first one to own it. HE WOULD DEFINITELY SHOW YOU OFF!! “hey matte, do you see that pretty girl? oh, yeah. she’s my girlfriend. pretty, right?”
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ᐢ..ᐢ .. ! % sunghoon: sunghoon would definitely flirt with you! “who are you, lady? my girlfriend is a jealous woman, but i guess she wouldn’t mind if i say you’re pretty” and you can’t look me in the eye and say he wouldn’t be like “wow you look even prettier than before” and then he would go like “ofc you do, you’re my girlfriend”. sunghoon would actually get shy over the fact he finds you even more attractive and would even try to make some jokes to hide it, since no matter what, he loves you and sometimes this love can be really physical… if you know what i mean.
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anyway loves, hope you like it. stay tunned for more. maknae line's reaction is comming up soon! <3