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Only You~

ꕥPosted: 3/24/21

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Yeosang

ꕥWord Count: <1k

ꕥWarnings: Consensual somnophilia, Mentions of masturbation(m), Fingering, Language, Hella fluff

ꕥA/N: As I mentioned in a recent post, I’ll be releasing a Seonghwa fluff fic in a few days, so keep an eye out for that and let me know if you’d like to be tagged!

The golden rays peered through the closed window blinds, hitting his eyes. As he blinked off his sleep, he turned to his girlfriend’s sleeping figure, remembering their conversation from the night before.

“I wanna try something new, Yeosang.” She said, closing the book she was reading and setting it on the bedside table, now facing the man laying in the bed beside her.

“What might that be?” He questioned, intrigued by her bold tone.

“Whoever wakes up first,” she started, “gets to wake the other up by pleasing them however they want. If you’re okay with it, of course.”

He raised a brow, surprised.

She usually was more shy when it came to sexual things, although she had been gradually becoming more bold. He was her first for almost everything, so it was only natural that she was shy.

It took her time, but a couple months into the relationship she assured him that she was ready to give her virginity to him. Give, she told him, because she trusted and loved him. She truly believed she wouldn’t be losing anything by sleeping with him. He was apprehensive about it, but as soon as she begged him, her voice whiny and eyes darkened with lust, he was done for. She felt a bit of pain at first, but it soon subsided and a fire burned within her, never before feeling as good as she did in that moment.

Sex quickly after became a regular ocurance, and he was surprised at how often she would pounce on him, shyly begging him to fill her up and please her in whatever way he wanted. Not that he minded at all. He had several sexual partners before, but none like her. She was a whirlwind, bold and daring one moment, then a shy and embarrassed mess with even the slightest innuindo he would whisper in her ear.

She was eager to please him, which he appreciated, but he found himself prioritizing her pleasure over his far more than he ever had with another woman. The way she would arch her back or furrow her eyebrows when they had sex was a heavenly sight to him, and he always wondered what planet he must’ve saved in his past life to be able to have her as his own. Cheesy, yes, but he had to admit it to be true. Her little mewls and breathless moans were likely enough to make him cum from that alone. He wouldn’t be surprised if he did.

“What makes you say that, darling?” He placed an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer and looking into her eyes.

Her face became a slight shade of pink, her bold nature slowly fading as it always did when he pulled her close, “I just think it’d be fun.”

He laughed, “Sure. I’m okay with that.”

He was relatively confident that he would wake up before her, he did most mornings anyways, but she was quick to fall asleep that night. She seemed very determined to wake up first and he started to think that she just might wake up before him. So when he awoke and saw her in such a peaceful, deep sleep he smiled to himself, looking forward to see her reaction to being woken up in such a way.

Her legs were intertwined with his, and carefully he separated them, gently spreading her legs as not to wake her up. He began by rubbing her thighs, the feeling of her soft, warm skin already driving him mad. His hands worked his way up under her loose shirt, finding her exposed breasts and teasing her nipples. Still asleep, she inhaled deeply, already responding to his touch. He felt himself twitch in his boxers, his member becoming hard.

He moved her panties aside, dipping his fingers down to run along her folds. She emitted a choked moan, calling out his name while still in a dream-like state. He felt her becoming wet and he grinned, surprised at how easily she was turned on, even in her sleep.

Yeosang moved closer to her, fingers moving to her clit and rubbing slow circles while whispering into her ear, “You like that? You like me touching your pretty pussy and making a mess out of you?”

She let out a jumble of words close to “please” while unconsciously moving her hands to fist the sheets near her. He slipped a few fingers into her folds, teasing her slightly before pushing his fingers all the way in, scissoring her from time to time.

It had taken a while to find her g-spot when they first started having sex, but he was eventually able to locate it with ease and he had memorized it like the back of his hand, loving the way she would call out to him as he stimulated her.

He curled his fingers to reach her sweet spot, knowing he found it when her eyes opened, loudly moaning as she did so. She turned to him and saw his hand down her panties, the sight making her even hornier, if that was possible for her.

“Good morning, princess.” He spoke in a sing-song voice that she was unable to fully process as he continued to find her g-spot over and over again. She moaned his name, grabbing his face and pulling him down to meet her lips. He felt her hips buck up into his hands and he groaned into the kiss.

“I’ll have to admit, this was a pretty good idea of yours.” Yeosang whispered, “You looked absolutely breathtaking waking up to see me fingering you.”

She moaned again, feeling the coil in her abdomen begin to unravel from the combination of his hands and words. He rode her out through her orgasm, slowing down his motions as to not overstimulate her. Her breathing slowly became less labored and she pressed her lips against his. He leaned back and admired her flushed face and reddened lips, a sense of pride washing over him. He watched as her eyes began to droop.

“Tired, love?”

She stuck out her lip and shook her head, looking so adorable to the man, “Wanna please you, babe.”

He chuckled at her sleepy state and said something he never would have with any other woman, “Why don’t you rest? You can later, okay?”

She nodded, not needing much convincing. Yeosang lifted himself from the bed and walked to their bathroom, grabbing a nearby towel. He ran warm water over it and smiled to himself. Before he met her, he would’ve chased after his pleasure immediately. Now, he had no problem with letting her rest while getting himself off in the bathroom. He really wanted the best for her, in all ways. He loved the woman in the other room with everything in him.

The woman gave a tired smile as he made his way to her, gently moving the warm towel between her legs and cleaning her. He pressed kisses to her thighs, whispering ‘I love you’s’ that she happily returned.

When he was satisfied, he removed the towel and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Placing the towel aside, he ran his hands through her hair, watching her eyes slowly close as she fell asleep once more, nothing but love in his eyes.

Hey quick question what the fuck

210320 music core :: hongjoong

I just got my first creepy message on Tumblr and I think that officially legitimizes my account so I’m expecting 500 followers and 1,000 likes in the next hour and y’all best follow through😤

As many of you know, my blog contains both sfw and nsfw content. I don’t mind if minors interact with my sfw content, because obviously there is no sexual content within it. Knowing that there are legal ramifications for both parties, I’d like to ask minors to please not interact with my nsfw content. I always clarify which category my writing will fall into, so refer to that. Please be considerate of this, thank you.

why do yall act like 17 yr olds dont have sexual thoughts? idk who that post was abt but like i remember being 17 and it was no different than being 18

bruh have sexual thoughts all you want but keep them to yourself tf 😭 i’m not reading smut written by a minor about literal fucking adults, that’s so weird and uncomfortable. legally you’re still recognised as a child and all your content is doing is promoting child p*rn - is writing smut about an underaged idol okay?? no? then why is it different when it’s a minor writing smut about full grown ass men? make it make sense

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I’m posting my Mingi fic (which is gonna be hella fluff for his return) by the end of today and then in a day or so I’m going to post a supernatural imagine with Jongho! I’ve never written supernatural stuff before so hopefully it’s good! I don’t wanna give away too much so that’s all I’ll say about it 😂😅

I AM NOT OKAY

YUNHO IS SECOND LEAD OF THE DRAMA??????

I mentioned it before, but a lot of people haven’t been able to see my older posts because the visibility settings were turned off so I’ll be reposting a few of them! Please feel free to read them if you haven’t already! <3

Favorite Place~

ꕥGenre: College!au, Angst, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Emo!Hongjoong

ꕥWord Count: ~4.8k

ꕥWarnings: General angst (happy ending), Unknown man being creepy to reader, Characters insulting reader behind her back, Alcohol intake, Driving with a few sips of alcohol (please don’t drink and drive), Implied violence, Language, Oral (f recieving), Unprotected sex, Corruption kink, Language

ꕥA/N: Reader is a girly-girl bc we need more rep that isn’t hella negative and to actually be portrayed as smart and hardworking for once 😤 You👏can👏be👏both👏 ANyWay—thank you for bearing with me while I wrote this

I ran my hands along the open science textbook laying upon my desk, eyes scanning rapidly over the information. The pages were thin and flimsy, clearly showing the book’s age. If I wasn’t careful, the pages would rip with ease. Not that I had time to actually think about that.

In less than five minutes I, along with the twenty five other poor souls who took this class of their own volition, would be handed our last final for the class. A hundred and ten questions in an hour and thirty minutes.

The class was basically academic suicide and had I been told that, I would have stayed far, far away from the class. But no. No one bothered to run that by me.

A whiff of familiar cologne filled my nose and against my better judgement I looked up to find the class genius, Hongjoong Kim. It was bad enough that he was smart as a whip and never needed to study, but on top of it all he was a dangerous, handsome, irresistible bad boy.

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A Plane For Two~

ꕥPosted: 8/21/20

ꕥGenre: Smut, Fluff

ꕥPairing: Fem!Reader x San

ꕥWord Count: ~1.3k

ꕥWarnings: Protected sex, fingering, language

ꕥA/N: This was requested and I hope you all like it! Requests are still open but please keep in mind that I have gone back to college so they might not get done as quickly as before. Also, in case you can’t tell, the nickname Kitten for me is just 😩👌🥵

“Are you ready, babe?” San asked with a dimpled smile.

“Absolutely! I’m so excited!”

Today was the day San and I were headed to Paris. I had never been outside my country before and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous, but San always made me feel safe and confident. There’s no one I’d rather travel with. Although we’d been dating for over a year, this was our first vacation together. I was so ecstatic when he told me that he planned the entire trip just for us. I felt like we’d reached a new place in our relationship.

I remember when we told our friends we’d be leaving. The both of us were going to be gone for two weeks so we obviously had to let them know. San gathered the seven men in our apartment living room.

I gave a wide smile, “San and I are going to Paris! We’ll be gone for two weeks so just a heads up.”

“Ughhh I’m jealous as hell. I wanna go to Paris.” Hongjoong pouted and crossed his arms.

“I’m not.” Mingi shrugged.

We all turned to him, waiting for his explanation. He gave us a timid look then laughed, “I don’t speak croissant.”

Everyone burst into laughter. It was probably the hardest I’ve laughed in a while. Overall, they were quite excited for us. Yunho insisted that we take as many pictures as possible and Yeosang gave us the ‘wise’ advice to not get into a fight with a mime. “They have no mercy,” He told us. I simply nodded, not bothering to question his reasoning.

Looking around our apartment, I double checked that we had everything we needed. When I saw we left nothing behind, we drove off. We arrived at the airport roughly two hours early but both of us were just so excited we couldn’t help it.

For the past two months we had both been learning French in preparation for our trip. Our French had become pretty good given the time frame, if I’m honest.

There were several restaurants in the airport so we decided to stop for a bite before we headed off.

“McDonalds, babe?”

“San I will kick your ass if we eat fast food. We’re going to Paris, dammit.”

He shook his head and smiled. “You have passed your first test, A plus to you.”

“Oh there’s a test? Why wasn’t I informed of this?”

“Pop quiz.”

The two of us found a cute little cafe to eat at. It was a beautiful Italian restaurant, complete with ornate decor. The golden lights lit up the room, giving it a cute aura.

We sat down and looked at the menu. I was pretty impressed given it was an airport restaurant. A woman asked us for our order and I couldn’t help but notice her eyeing up San. I grabbed his arm and put it around my shoulder. Back off, bitch. He’s mine. I didn’t have the balls to say it, but I certainly thought it. The woman saw my actions and looked down, obviously defeated. The woman quickly left after we selected our food, sparing no time in leaving us.

San turned to me with a playful look in his eyes, “Someone’s jealous.”

“Yeah actually I am. You’re mine.”

San gave me a sweet smile, “You’re cute.”

As we received our food we took our time to eat, discussing the places we’d like to visit, restaurants we were excited to eat at, and everything in between.

Bellies full, we walked over to where our plane would be boarding. And now, the waiting game began. It hit me how tired I truly was so I ended up in San’s lap telling him I’d only take a quick nap. The man smiled, not believing me.

I hated to admit that he was right but the next thing I knew, San was waking me up with a gentle voice as our plane number was called. The two of us looked at one another with an excited expression.

Holding hands, we boarded the plane and took our seats. I saw a male flight attendant eyeing me and I smiled to myself, waiting until San noticed, because I knew he would.

I felt a hand grab my chin and turn my head roughly before I felt a pair of soft lips interlocking with mine. I kissed back, knowing it was my jealous boyfriend. When I pulled back I was met with San’s tense eyes.

Smiling, I mocked his words earlier. “Someone’s jealous.”

He simply rolled his eyes and intertwined our fingers, placing his head on my shoulder. I chuckled to myself and looked back to where the flight attendant was previously. He was nowhere to be found.

We had intended to stay awake during the flight. Key word: intended. I ran my hands through San’s hair and within minutes he fell asleep. I knew he was exhausted and I didn’t have the heart to wake him. Watching him sleep so peacefully made me tired and I soon drifted off to sleep once again.

This time, I was the one to wake San up. The loud voice over the intercom startled me awake but he clearly didn’t have the same problem.

“Baby, we’ve gotta wake up.” I cooed.

He swatted at the air and pouted. “Five more minutes.” The roughness of his voice turned me on more than I’d like to admit, but I laughed it off and got the man to stand up and help me get our luggage.

-

In the blink of an eye, it seemed, we were in the heart of Paris. Some people quickly rushed here and there, some appearing relaxed at gorgeous eateries, but all were dressed in beautiful apparel. I was thankful that the both of us decided to dress up.

San in a purple sweater with the sleeves rolled up, causing his forearms to show—pinch me—and I in a light yellow dress with beautiful flowers adorning it.

“Where would you like to go babe?” San questioned.

I let out a chuckle, “Anywhere. Everywhere.”

San squinted and nodded. “I think we can make that happen.”

Although we didn’t quite go everywhere, we certainly saw as most of Paris as one can in two weeks. We hit all the classic tourist spots; the Eiffel Tower, The Louvre, Le Marais, and the Seine River. Thanks to a quick Google search we found some other fascinating places to go like Montmartre, Sacré-Coeur Basilica, and the Tuileries Garden. Every one of them had their own charm and were completely breathtaking.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end and two weeks went by in a flash. We soon arrived home, and I couldn’t help but thank San endlessly for the trip.

“This trip was...beyond amazing, San. Thank you so much for this.”

“Of course. Only the best for my girl.”

I smiled and kissed him gently. I only had innocent intentions, but San had other things in mind.

San bit my bottom lip and wrapped his arms around my waist. He held me tight against him, making me flush. The man smiled into the kiss and slowly began to raise my shirt over my head.

“This okay babe?” San asked between our heated kisses.

“Yes. I want this.”

At my words he threw my shirt off, soon ridding himself of his own shirt.

I felt myself grow wet at the his dark gaze. The lust in his eyes seemed to grow by the moment. I couldn’t help but feel submissive when he looked at me like that and I was more than willing to let him take the lead.

He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as we continued to kiss. He carried me to our shared room and dropped me on the queen sized bed. I quickly took off my skirt and tossed it to the floor. San gave me a dark gaze and ran his fingertips up and down my thighs. I shivered, growing more aroused by the second. As he continued his movements, I grew impatient.

“Please for the love of god get inside me.”

San let out a loud laugh, “You sound so desperate, baby. I love it.” He emphasized the last sentence which made my walls clench, desperate for something, anything.

My boyfriend must’ve seen the desperation on face because he gave me a sympathetic look. He decided not to lead me on for too long—thank god.

He spread my legs and lowered my panties. My breathing grew ragged just from the smallest of his touches. San really had me whipped.

Slowly, he entered a single finger in me. His pace gradually grew in response to my moans. When he added another, I let out a borderline pornographic moan. He leaned down so his mouth was beside my ear. “You’re doing wonderful, kitten.”

Kitten was a nickname San solely used when he wanted sex. I’d grown to connect the two so closely that even if he mentioned the word, I’d become wet.

I whimpered. Whether at the nickname or the three fingers now inside me, I couldn’t tell.

Just as I was approaching my orgasm, San removed his fingers and I groaned at how empty I felt.

“Patience, darling.”

San kicked off his jeans and boxers and grabbed a condom from his bag.

Opening the foil, he placed the condom on his member. My mouth watered at the sight.

“Please, San. I need you.”

He entered me at a quick enough pace to make me see stars.

“Kitten if you keep clenching around me like that I’m gonna cum already.”

“I...I’m sorry I just—can’t help it. You feel so good, baby.”

It only took several thrusts from him before the coil in my abdomen was threatening to come undone. I never knew how he did it, but he could always make me fall apart faster than any man I’d been with before. Not that they were bad, necessarily, but San was just so good.

“San, baby. Please, please, please don’t stop I’m so close.”

“Already, kitten? Do I make you feel that good?”

I could barely form sentences at that point. Between heated breaths I whispered, “Yes. You always do. Make me feel so fucking good.”

He growled in response. “Cum for me then. I expect you to cum hard, you understand kitten?”

“Fu-uck yes yes I understand.”

His hand moved down to run my clit in steady circles and I found my relase. I arched my back off the bed and moaned loud. San came a few thrusts after me, letting me watch as his face twisted in pleasure. From that sight alone I could probably cum again.

He gave a dashing smiled as he came down from his high, pulling out of me and running to grab a warm towel.

San returned to clean me up, watching me with soft eyes.

“I don’t say it enough, but you mean the world to me. No one means anything to me in comparison to you. I love you.”

I scoffed, “You tell me that all the time you big doofus. Really though, I love you too.”

“I don’t know about you, but I’m awfully tired. Would you care to cuddle with me sweetheart?”

“I’d be honored.”

I’ve been gaining a lot of followers lately (thank you so much btw🥺💕) so I wanted to reintroduce myself for everyone who is new!

My name is Doe, my pronouns are she/her, and I’m 22 years old

I graduated college roughly a year ago and I live in the us

My Ateez bias is San but I’m in love with all of the members and it’s a constant struggle

I write both nfsw and sfw content and I have a masterlist on my pinned post that has all my works listed. I keep it updated as often as I can!

I’m very friendly so please don’t be shy to say hello! I love meeting new people :))

Constructive criticism is always welcome! I want my writing to improve, not only for myself, but for you all as well! I want to write imagines/fics that many people can enjoy!

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