Sharing Is Caring | Smut (rewritten)

IT'S SWEATPANTS SEASON, OH MY!

JOCK!SAN / BAND GEEK!FEM READER

⤏ synopsis: autumn has arrived; the season of pumpkin spice lattes, corn and—unfortunately for you—grey sweatpants. those pesky little things have attached themselves to your boyfriend's legs like glue, and you're having a hard time keeping your mind out of the gutter.

⤏ genre(s): drabble*, fluff, humor(??), smut, smut, smut

⤏ content: jock!san, band geek!fem reader (i know, i'm so original), you're referred to as "sweet potato" once—don't ask, just go with it, established relationship!au, college!au, non-idol!au

⤏ nsfw warning(s): dry humping, unprotected piv (it's fiction, guysss. use your rubbers and stay safe!), creampie, just lots of build up because i'm down bad for a man in grey sweatpants 🙈

⤏ note*: this content is completely fictional.

The mosaic of orange and yellow was striking below the dull blue clouds as the trees continued to shed their leaves. Your eyes swayed with the leaf you'd been watching descend its way patiently to the ground while you sat on the bench, shoulders jittering in the midst of the decreasing temperature. Your hands peeked out from the ends of your sleeves before rubbing together, the crisp morning air making your fingers tingle in the cold. You should've worn a thicker jacket, is what you mulled over in your head that you hadn't even noticed San until he enveloped his own padded jacket over you. The gust of warmth awoke you from your reverie and you hummed, meeting eyes with him when he lowered himself into a squat.

"You didn't have to come here," he said, a dimple indenting his cheek as he curled one corner of his mouth upward. After pulling the hood over your head, he tenderly brushed his thumb across your cheek. "I know you're not a morning person."

You struggled to fight a yawn until you decidedly gave in, white fog manifesting in your breath.

"I want to support you," you murmured. You were too busy blinking away your fatigue to notice how he looked on in nothing but fondness. Your conscience warped your thoughts when you scanned over the jacket engulfing your frame, your lips forming into a small pout. "Mm…aren't you going to be cold?"

San took a glance at his attire; he's only got a windbreaker left to keep him warm. Nonetheless, he shook his head and insisted he was used to practicing like this on the field. Despite wearing less than you and the flushed red on his nose and cheeks, you couldn't really tell if he felt the effect of the weather as much as you did. You couldn't fathom how he had the motivation to get up at the ass crack of dawn to run around with a ball, doing drills with his teammates while Coach Kim rapid-fired pointer after pointer without a stop to catch his breath. It truly was admirable how smiley he was at 7:00 a.m. without consuming any caffeine.

Coach Kim sauntered along the grass before he blew his whistle and commanded the team to group together. Your boyfriend looked over his shoulder before turning back to you, eyes squinting as the sun's orange glow began to blanket over the field.

"Well, gotta start soon," he observed. "Stay warm and if you're sleepy, just go back. I'm happy you're here but don't force yourself to stay. All right, Sweet Potato?"

You made a small noise of confirmation, unfazed by the odd affectionate nickname you had gotten used to over time. The heat of his palms skimmed over your ears as he pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead before standing tall. But what you didn't anticipate—whoa—had really slapped you awake right then and there. For the mere five seconds you'd managed to capture a mental image, time felt as if it'd been stretched to hell when your boyfriend's crotch had leveled with your eyes. You hadn't realized the grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips and now that you've gotten a face full of…that, you're acutely aware.

You're shook to the core.

Your gaze trailed after his jogging figure, following the path up his long and toned legs to his cute little bu—okay, whoa! It's only 7:15 in the morning. You had no business indulging in these thoughts right now. Get it together.

Oh, he's facing your general direction now.

Are you staring at it too much? It's starting to feel a little warm, all of a sudden; it's the jacket, isn't it? Just how long is this going to take?

You're trapped on this bench. It hadn't even been 10 minutes since practice started and Coach Kim was rambling on about the importance of warming up while you're glued to your seat, pathetically staring at your boyfriend's dickprint while he seemingly had no idea. God, you felt like a perv. Even though he assured you that it was okay, you didn't want to just up and leave. This was a relationship built on give and take, and there were one too many times when he watched your concerts while knowing little to nothing about orchestral music.

You'll just suffer, then.

"Just fuck him."

"Lisa!" you chided, pushing three fingers against your friend's arm as she rolled her eyes.

"What?" She swirled her tongue around the glob of chocolate ice cream sitting on top of her waffle cone. "He's a hot, charming guy. Your own boyfriend makes you horny and that's supposed to be a problem now?"

"Oh, my gosh, I just…" you trailed off, eyes searching elsewhere for your thoughts. "I'm not used to being all"—you waved your hands disorientedly in front of you—"dirty…minded. He's the one who usually initiates it."

"Sex?"

"Everything physical, really," you clarified. "I just feel like if I start it, it's just going to be off—and awkward."

You sighed. "How am I going to get through this season?"

"Oh, yeah, the sweatpants; that's what's been making you a sex freak," Lisa recalled with an airy laugh. "Those things are like lingerie for guys. Especially the grey ones…oomf. 'Dicktoria's Secret' is real," she snorted.

You gave her a blank stare.

"Look, just be honest," she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world—which it was. "You really think any guy is gonna find it offensive that his girl's drooling over his bulge?"

"I wasn't drooling—"

"You will be."

"Oh, my gosh."

You weren't aware that having a footballer-boyfriend automatically signed you up for three months' worth of almost nothing but sweatpants. You also didn't know how many he had stashed in his wardrobe until now—it's good to know he didn't wear the same pair everyday. But this meant he had enough pairs to flaunt his dick outline in your face whenever you were together.

Not good for your cavewoman brain.

Fingers danced along your neck and you squirmed at the intrusion, meeting eyes with San's own with your face sporting a frown. The same fingers belonged to the arm lazing comfortably around your shoulders, both of you having snuggled together into mush on his couch while you binge-watched one of your favorite shows. You whined his name in annoyance when you're kicked out of your thoughts.

He chortled. "Sorry, I just—it's Buffy and you don't even seem that into it. Is everything okay?"

Let's see: it's a Friday night. His roommate, Mingi went to visit his parents for the weekend and you're all alone with your hot, charming boyfriend™ who's clearly gone commando under his sweats. And you're supposed to be watching Buffy slay vampires…how?

"Y-Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" you stammered.

He hummed in feigned ponder, and the knowing smirk surging its way onto his lips would've sent a churn in your belly if you'd actually caught sight of it.

"You know that my eyes are up here, right?"

Your eyes snapped up in panic, and silence was the only response you had sitting on your tongue. You wanted to hide in a cave, where you could wallow in embarrassment without disturbance. Your own boyfriend had just caught you ogling his crotch like a perv.

San tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, suppressing a smile at how you resembled a deer in headlights. "You thought I wouldn't notice?"

Your mouth was stuck in a battle between opening and closing as you desperately searched for the right words. With a defeated sigh, your face fell into the safety of your palms.

"This is so embarrassing," you groaned, words muffled against your hands.

"Hey," he laughed softly, grabbing your wrists in an attempt to retract your hands away from your face. "It's not a big deal"—you sighed when the light from the standing lamp washed into your eyes—"it's cute."

You gave him a funny look. "Cute," you stated, doubt laced in your tone.

"Yeah. Usually, I'm the one doing all the staring."

He scanned you up and down with a pondering pout on his lips, continuing on to ask, "It's the sweatpants, isn't it?"

"Do you have to state the obvious?" you whined.

"What? I just wanna make things clear, so I know what to wear for you," he teased. He shifted closer and smoothed a hand up your thigh. "I'll wear more for you."

If he felt the goosebumps on your skin, he didn't comment on them.

"You say it like it's lingerie," you quipped, recalling what Lisa said a few days ago. You're saying anything to distract yourself right now, but you crumbled easily whenever he touched you. And he knew it well, especially when his hand moved dangerously close to your pyjama shorts. You're not even sure if you were breathing.

"If it's gotten you like this, then I'd say it pretty much is."

He moved on to say, "I like it when you look at me like that."

Your expression was frozen. "Like what?"

San's eyes changed ever so slightly, his hand finally slipping between your squeezed thighs.

"Like you really want me."

Your thighs parted for him. "I…I do," you murmured.

"Oh, really? Where do you want me?"

"Where else?"

"I asked you first."

You made a quiet huff from your nose, looking down at his hand that's aching to pull your shorts down. "Inside"—you hesitated—"inside me. I-I would like it if we had sex…please?"

His lustful gaze turned softer, eyebrows raised high at your interesting way of words. While you, on the other hand, visibly grimaced. San found your eyes shutting tight and your nose scrunching up all too adorable, and without a doubt, he would've bitten your cheeks if he could.

With a chuffed smile, he hooked his fingers at the waistbands of your shorts and underwear, waiting for you to lift your hips. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's have the sex now."

You sulked at his incessant teasing, knowing well enough that he was purposefully expressing his words awkwardly. He laughed and assured you he would stop there, before grabbing your now half-naked body by the hips and having you straddle him. His fleece sweatpants were rough from the continuous use, giving you some nice sense of friction on your sensitive nub.

But above all that, you could feel the presence of his cock hiding beneath his pants, your pussy lips spreading the slightest on his erection. Your breath hitched as his hands made their way under your sweater, then your shirt; reposed comfortably at your hips as if they made home there. The pads of his fingers kneaded your skin as he looked up at you with expectant eyes.

"C'mon, get yourself off for me."

You waited with bated breath for nothing in particular—you'd just been momentarily distracted by his intense stare. Nodding too many times in the span of a second, you began to move your hips under the guide of his hands.

"Oh…"

There was a minor ache in your hips when he dug his fingers deeper in your skin, but you were too focused on the soft chafing of the fabric against your clit. It was getting you in the right place; so rough.

"Are you doing okay, Baby?"

You released an unstable sigh. "Y-Yeah."

He eyed the way your skin slightly folded with every move you made on his clothed cock, teeth pulling at his bottom lip. Your motions grew faster and more impatient as you yearned for his mouth against yours, falling forward before your lips touched his.

He pushed you down each time he pulled you forward, earning growingly unsteady breaths from you into his mouth. You nearly choked when he bucked his hips upward, soft moans having no chance to escape when each were engulfed by his lips. You continued to do nothing but mindlessly grind your clit on him, humping his clothed cock like you were in desperate heat.

You didn't have the mind to warn him at this moment, unable to hear anything but your own moans until you were reaching your impending climax. And soon with trembling thighs, you came. Your skin grew rampant with shivers while your mind went elsewhere for the bite of a second.

San finally spared some mercy, separating from you with a thin string of spit connecting your lips before he's splitting it with a lick from his tongue. Stealing a glance at the dark spot you left on his pants, he served you a lustful, lopsided smile.

"This is what you'll get if you're just a little more honest with me," he chuckled.

Your ears grew hot at the sight of your arousal leaving its mark, adjusting yourself with your hands on the backrest behind him. You waited a few beats to gather your words before you muttered, "Well…can I be honest with you right now?"

"Of course."

San waited with patient eyes, his stare nearly melting you into goo while he thumbed your skin again.

"I'd like to have the sex—with your penis inside me…please."

He didn't try at all to suppress amusement at how you'd poked fun at yourself, hearty laughter producing from the pit of his belly. The dimples in his cheeks emerged from hiding as he grinned and nodded while pushing his waistband down, just enough for his cock to free itself. When his laughter had settled, he pressed a peck on the tip of your nose.

"Whenever you're ready."

You grabbed the base of his cock and pressed the tip against your entrance, pausing for a moment until you began to slowly but surely, sink entirely down his length. The stretch always started as an odd pressure between your walls, but once they'd completely swallowed his dick whole, it always left you wanting more. It's a feeling you don't think you could ever give justice to, if you were ever asked to describe it. He was just so right for you.

Your body gave into him as he pulled you flush against his chest, his arms wrapping around your waist like a tightened belt. His hushed groans were made only for you, and hearing them continuously by your ear sent shivers down your spine.

"So warm," he muttered under his breath. He slid his bum further down the couch with you in his grasp and spread his legs wider. And when he was sure of the angle, he rolled his hips to meet yours, finding a steady pace with the most agonizingly unyielding thrusts. With every slam of his hips, your moans rendered into off-key whimpers as you melted under his guidance.

It felt like you were experiencing the hottest temperatures of the summer; your cheeks were burning and at moments, you felt like pushing away just from the sheer heat of your bodies entangled together.

A cuss left your boyfriend's lips when you gnawed on his shoulder, the salty tang of sweat grazing your tongue. And as if he wasn't holding onto you tightly already, he pulled you even closer as his cock rammed relentlessly, his rhythm growing sloppy when he began reaching his peak.

Your back felt like it'd been bent beyond repair as his cum coated your walls, the familiar twitching of his cock presented inside you. But he didn't stop there, he wouldn't until you came as well. And with his jaw clenched, he fucked into you like you were his toy, white rings of his own orgasm spilling with every move and making way to stain his pants.

"C'mon, Baby," he grunted. "Cum, f-fuck—cum, fucking c-cum…"

And in a few more thrusts, all you saw were specks of white among darkness. Your pussy spared no consideration on his sensitive cock and clenched as you trembled, the string of swears leaving his lips going deaf on your ears. Your limbs fell limp to pure exhaustion, despite how much you wanted to just wrap them around him like you were a koala and he was the tree. You wanted to mark your kisses all over his face but not even your lips were functioning right now as you barely managed to muster out a "thank you".

It was clear that it took a moment for San to register what you'd said, before he let out a breathy laugh. Not because he found something funny, it was just one of those laughs you got when you felt so euphoric—like getting your balls drained until you were a moaning mess; that kind of euphoric.

He kissed the top of your head, looking ahead at the TV where Buffy was still slaying vampires as usual. His dick stayed inside you, soft and relaxed in your warmth, neither of you in any rush to clean up.

"Mm…remind me to buy more of these sweats."

Django :: J.Yunho

-> Cop! Yunho x Criminal! Reader

-> Django: ATEEZ

-> After the bounty on you is raised, Yunho is sent out to go looking for you. What happens when he actually does find you outside of a club?

-> Warnings: Use of nicknames (Slut, princess, baby), degradation, spanking, use of handcuffs, car sex, from the back, ROUGH, oral (both reciving), Outlaw Yunho (deserves his own warnings at this point)

A/N: I have returned! I've been excited for ATEEZ's outlaw release, so I immediately thought of cop Yunho with Django. Plus, I just saw a video of Yunho getting mad and I immediately knew I had to write something about him. You are also nicknamed Django in this as well

Not proofread | Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

"Officer Yunho! Hey!" The busy police office doesn't stop Wooyoung from calling him as he enters the office, sighing as he asks what he wants. He had just came back from booking a criminal who punched him in the jaw, so he wasn't in the mood for whatever Wooyoung wanted to gossip about.

Before Wooyoung could show Yunho the meme he found, the police captain enters the room, passing around a wanted poster that was freshly printed. "Alright everyone, all hands on deck! We finally got a good picture to put on the wanted poster of the robber who has been making rounds around the city. She needs to be captured as soon as possible! The citizens of this city are constantly complaining about us not finding her."

Yunho nods at the captain's words, remembering the old lady earlier who was lecturing him while he was putting someone in his backseat. His eyes look over the wanted poster, noticing the now high bounty on you.

WANTED: Y/N AKA Django.

10 thousand dollar bounty! He can't help but scoff, knowing no one would turn someone else in for such a low bounty. He has often told his captain that they needed to raise the amount to actually make the citizens care, but his words were brushed off. His words were always brushed off, despite being one of the top cops who brought in the criminals. As he was preparing to go out on patrol to avoid doing any office work, the captain stopped him, handing him a stack of the wanted posters, giving him the silent look to go put them up all around the city. Yunho didn't even try to object, sighing as he accepting the papers before leaving the office, not wanting anyone else to add to his work load.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "No, ma'am, I cannot arrest him for parking here. This parking spot is not yours as it's public parking." Yunho couldn't help but sigh as he tried to hold back his anger at the woman's yelling, wanting nothing more than to yell back at her. But, he couldn't do that, not when he had this job to help people, even if they were centimeters from his face yelling about something as small as a parking spot.

Once he was finally back in his car, he drove a good bit away so he could be alone for a bit. Even though it was a good bit past midnight, the calls were still rampant. In moments like theses, it often made him wonder why he chose this job. He tossed his head back to rest against the headrest, taking a deep breath to help calm himself before he his phone began to ring, vibrating the many wanted posters of the criminal he still hadn't posted around the city. He answered the phone, returning to his natural position as he listened to Wooyoung.

"I'm currently working on the program for our bodycams, so I'm just calling to let you know that they'll be done for a while. I suggest you get some sleep while you can." Yunho thanked him before hanging up, smiling at the idea of finally being able to be asleep. He'd have to thank Wooyoung later for giving him a heads up.

As he returned to his upright position, he noticed someone walking out of a club, the woman walking right past the cop car. He couldn't help but admire the woman, his eyes moving over her beautiful short dress and heels.

Maybe he could do something else besides sleeping for the time being.

"Excuse me!" he got out of his car, jogging to catch up with the woman. He hoped he wasn't scaring her as he knew how some people felt about the police suddenly approaching them, but he hoped his charms could keep her from feeling so scared. He jogged in front of the woman, smiling as she met his eyes. "Sorry for bothering you, miss, but I-"

Oh. My. God.

Yunho paused as he made eye contact with the woman, his mind going back to the many wanted pictures that sat in the passenger seat of his car. He watched as a slow smile crept onto your lips, realizing that you're Y/N.

He just caught Django.

"You're under arrest, Y/N. Or, could I say Django." You tilted your head as you watched him roughly grab his handcuffs from his belt, the metal glimmering in the moonlight as he roughly grabbed your arm. You mentally cursed yourself for not realizing the car you walked in front of was a cop car, let alone the man you stopped to talk to was a cop. You tried to move from his strong hands, but he only pulled you closer to him, handcuffing your hands behind your back before he moved closer to you, pressing his chest to your back as he said into your ear "finally caught you, bitch." You would usually beat someone up for calling you a bitch, but to hear Yunho say it with a deep voice, filled with anger made your body warm up and your panties dampen. You wouldn't lie; he was hot and if he wasn't pushing you to get into his car, you would've given yourself to him to have his way with you. You were dying to know what was underneath the tight cop clothes that only showed off his muscles, mentally moaning at his roughness as he shoved you into the backseat before slamming the door shut.

Yunho couldn't believe he had been the one to catch you, smirking as he thought about what he could do with that lousy prize money- while it wasn't a lot, it was could be enough for a trip somewhere, maybe even a cruise.

He quickly got into the front seat before he began driving, thinking about what to do with you now that he had you handcuffed in his backseat. He knew that if he brought you back to the precinct, he wouldn't get the credit he deserved, plus you had escaped before so he couldn't bring you there. He bit his lip before pulling over into a empty alleyway, deciding to call his captain to tell him the great news. He looked back at you in the rearview mirror, gasping lightly as he noticed your legs now spread, giving him a perfect view of your now wet lace panties as your head rested back against the headrest. The image of you like that made his mouth water and pants tighten, cursing softly as he ripped his eyes from you. He waited at the tone for his captain to answer before he cursed as his voicemail began to speak. The one time he actually wanted this man to answer the phone, he wasn't. Yunho sighed before cursing softly, remembering that his body cams were off.

Why would he wait for the other police to punish you when he could? You gasped as the backseat door was ripped open, Yunho's hand moving to roughly pull you from the backseat to your knees in front of him, your knees now resting against the wet alleyway ground as he looked down at you with angry eyes. "What the fuck are you-"

"Shut up, slut. I suggest you do as I say or I'll make sure you'll spend the rest of your life behind bars." You jumped at his rough voice, watching as he began to unbuckle his pants, pushing them down his thick thighs to show you his large cock, hard and standing at attention against his stomach. Your mouth couldn't help but water, leaning forward to get a taste before hissing as his hand moved to grip your hair, roughly pulling your hair back so you could see his face, his tongue poking his cheek as his eyes darkened. "No. Good girls get to taste this cock. I don't think I should even let you look at it, let alone taste it." You were about to speak, your words cut off my his hand moving from your hair to roughly grip your cheeks, growling as he heard you whimper at his rough movements. It only made his cock harder, twitching in front of you, making you moan.

"You want this cock, you're going to earn it. Tonight, you belong to me- you are mine. You will answer to me or I will stop and drop you off in the jail in an instant." You nodded at his rough voice, mentally moaning when you hear him chuckling before moving forward, pushing only the head of his cock into your mouth, tossing his head back as your tongue moved around to gather the precum eagerly. Yunho closed his eyes at the feeling of your warm tongue moving over the slit of his cock before he decided he had enough, tossing his head forward to watch as he pushed the rest of his cock into your mouth, going down your throat in a slow pace. He watched as your eyes watered due to his large size, his hips moving in a slow pace as he clicked his tongue, shaking head in disappointment before removing his cock from your mouth.

"You want me to take care of that wet pussy you were showing me earlier, right slut?" you nodded at his question, gasping as his hands forcefully opened your mouth before he roughly pushed his cock back down your throat. "Then hurry up and pleasure me. Show me what you're good for, slut."

You nodded, your fingers digging into your wrist as you began to move your head along his cock, moaning around his long, thick length. You met his eyes while you did so, making Yunho moan as you moaned around him again, making him toss his head back against the wall. You moved faster as he cursed softly, praising you in between his moans.

"There we go, slut, now you're showing me what you're good for, fuck!" His voice raised as his hips began to move, dragging his length all the way out of your mouth before slamming back down your throat, making you choke around his length at his hard pace. You couldn't help but moan at rough he was being with you, squeezing your own legs to offer yourself some pleasure as he continued to fuck your throat at a fast pace. You soon felt his cock twitch, letting you know that he was going to cum. Yunho showed no sign of slowing down, though, moving even faster before roughly stopping his hips against your face as his cum filled your throat, choking out a moan before he slowly pulling out of your mouth as you cough, a mixture of drool and cum dripping down your mouth as you did so.

Yunho smirked before his thumb moved across your skin, gathering the mixture before shoving it back into your mouth, humming as your tongue moved around it to gather the mixture. He felt his cock harden immediately, hooking his thumb into the side of your mouth before helping you stand, ushering you to get back into the car. You carefully crawled in, gasping as you felt his hand meet your ass roughly, surely going to leave a mark as the car door slammed closed behind him. You rested your head against the seat as you felt his hands move around your body, pushing up your already short dress up your waist before kissing around your ass and lower back, whispering praises as he did so.

"I think you earned a bit of a surprise, don't you, princess?" He asked against your lower back, his hands moving to pull down your panties in a slow pace. You nodded, your brain too fuzzy from him face fucking you to think clearly. Yunho smirked at your state before letting his fingers move along your wetness, chuckling as he listened to you mewl at the teasing feeling. "What if my other officers were on duty tonight and caught you walking in front of their car wearing this slutty little dress instead of me, huh? Would you let them get a taste of this pretty pussy like this, princess?" He chuckled as you let out an almost drunk sounding "no, only you!"

"Fuck, yes that feels so good!" You moaned loudly as his finger suddenly plunged into your wet heat, his tongue soon following while he tasted you, making you moan loudly. It seemed like everything about Yunho was big- his cock, his muscles, even his tongue and fingers were big as he ate you out, his fingers moving in you at a rapid pace. He groaned as he felt his cock twitch underneath himself, letting his fingers move from you to lubricate himself before pumping himself, moaning loudly into your wet cut. The sounds and noises you were making for him made him move his own hand faster along his cock, plunging his tongue deeper into you to capture more of your wetness. You tasted so fucking sweet to him, making him want more of you.

It almost made him mad that his bodycam was off- he wanted to be able to watch the footage back of him having you like this.

"C-cum, I'm going to-" Your whimpers were cut off with a noise of disappointment as Yunho immediately removed his tongue from your wet cunt at your words, making you whine louder before yelping as his hand laid another spank to your ass. Before you could ask what the fuck he was doing edging you like this, you gasped at the feeling of his cock slowly pushing it's way into your cunt. Yunho swore it felt better than heaven; the way it wrapped deliciously around his long, thick cock made him toss his head forward with a loud moan, spanking you again. "That's such a nice pussy, baby. Too bad I'm going to ruin it"

That was the only warning you got before he began to pound into you, rocking your body as his hips roughly met the plush of your ass. He grunted as his hands held onto your handcuffed hands for balance, driving his hard cock into you at a fast pace. He tossed his head back as you moaned loudly, the feeling your orgsam soon washing over you as you toss your own head back, coating his cock in your warm cum. You laid against the seat limp as all of your energy left your body, trying to catch your breath as you felt him slowly pull out of you with a wet pop. You winced at the wet sound, wanting nothing more than to fall asleep against the leather seats.

"Don't think I'm done with you, slut. This is your punishment."

You gasped as you felt Yunho pick you up, sitting himself down before having you hover over his hard cock. You whimpered as he slowly sunk you back down onto it, moaning as you noticed the bulge forming in your stomach from how big he was. Once you were fully seated on his cock, Yunho noticed how tried you were, clicking his tongue before slapping your ass, grunting out "you better get to riding slut or that jail is going to be where you're laying your head for the night" "It's hard to ride you with my hands behind my back" You moaned out harshly, letting your head rest back against the front seat as you tried to catch your breath. Yunho chuckled, before leaning forward to kiss your neck, leaving marks along your neck before pulling back from you, holding up the handcuffs that were around your wrists. "There. Now ride me."

You nodded at his demanding voice, placing your hands on his shoulders before bouncing along his cock at a fast pace, moaning loudly at the feeling of his cock grazing your G-spot. Yunho moaned before smashing his lips against yours, gripping your hips to help you move along his cock at a fast pace as the sound filled the car. He let his tongue move to meet yours as you moved faster, panting into the kiss at the feeling of him going so deep into you.

"Fuck, Y/N baby, if you keep riding me like this I'm gonna fill you up with my cum." he couldn't help but laugh breathlessly as he tossed his head forward to let his lips hover over yours as you bounced his hands gripping your breasts now to for leverage as he fucks up into you, saying "and if you make me cum hard enough, I'll let you fucking go. Yeah baby, ride me hard like that and I'll let you go free"

You let his words provide sudden motivation to you as you begin to ride him again, meeting his rough thrusts as you bounce, gripping his hair as you pressed your foreheads against each other, moaning loudly as the wet sounds become louder int he car, the car moving with the force of you two.

"That's it, Y/N, I'm going to cum! You better cum with me, let me fill you up with my fucking cum!" Yunho tossed his head back as he slammed your down on his cock, an almost animalistic moan leaving his mouth as he cums, roughly kissing you as you squeeze around him, both your cums now coating your thighs and his cock. You both panted into the kiss before he carefully helped you to lay back against the leather seat, slowly pulling out of you as your legs shook.

You let your eyes close as you heard the car door close before the car turn on, being too tired to do anything as you slowly fell asleep. You soon woke up to the sound of Yunho on the phone, fully dressed in his police uniform as he spoke to who you figured to be his captain. You fixed your dress as you felt a surge of nervousness fill your body, reaching for the car door, feeling surprised as the car door opens, showing you it was unlocked. As you slipped out from the backseat, you realized Yunho had brought you back to where he had originally found you. You turned to him as he held out his card, his number written on it before he said to whoever he was on the phone with "Did I find Django? Y/N? No, I didn't."

You caught him smirking at you as you accepted the card, smiling back at him as you exited the car, the last thing you hear him say before you close the door being "yes I will go patrol and look for her." You carefully closed the door as he drove away, looking down at the card he gave you with his number on it.

Call me, Django ;)

no no no girl 😭😭😭😭

PLEASE GIVE US A LITTLE BIT MORE FROM STARRING ROLE WHILE YOU'RE WIRITNG IT!!!! PLEASE PLEAASE PLEASE. A SNIPPET ANYTHING. I'M STARVING

LMFAOOOOO here's a dialogue then;

"If it didn't sound insane, I would tell you to move in."

"Is that something you want? Or is that something your dick suggested loudly enough for your ears to hear?"

"Are you accusing me of thinking with my dick, pretty girl?"

"Yes I am....Am I wrong?"

"Only partially...But there's also the fact that I want to spend time with you. All that I can. Two years to make up for."

Imagine being ateez's ninth member, your position doesn't matter, but you're the cocksleeve of the group, of course no one outside of the group suspects it.

You do share a dorm with Yeosang and Yunho, so they get you to themselves the most. Your cock is practically tortured on a basis when you're alone with any of the members.

Mingi and San love to fuck you in a doggy position, they're ass men. Jongho and Yunho love to manhandle you, being rough as they could without pushing the limits. Wooyoung and Yeosang are cock teasers, who love to tease your cock as they pound into your hole, Seonghwa and Hongjoong are the softer lovers, despite what anyone thinks of Seonghwa, yes he does love using his tongue on you.

Imagine being fucked by one of them before an award show or a performance and they're still high on energy after giving you the fuck of your life just minutes before.

BOUNCY. - j. yunho, c. jongho (m)

➼ genre; smut ➼ pairing; yunho x fem!reader x jongho ➼ au; outlaw/mechanics!2ho, dystopian futurism, lore accurate ateez ➼ warnings; explicit smut, some terribly unfunny mechanic jokes i’m really sorry ➼ rating; m/18+ ➼ wc; 4.9k

‘Two for the price of one!’ the sign outside the shop had read, and well, you’ve never been one to pass up on a good deal.

part of the outlaw miniseries.

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➼ smut warnings; piv, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, fingering, manual stimulation, pussy slapping, spanking, hair pulling, choking, sloppy seconds, creampie, pet names: sugar, sweets, dear & baby, dirty talk, breeding kink, name calling: bitch & slut, voyeurism & exhibitionism, dom/sub dynamics, dom yunho, sub reader, slight bimbofication, spit play, size kink, praise kink

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You pull up to Outlaw Customs, the repair shop that’s become something of a second home for your car, two minutes before closing. If it were anywhere else — and anyone else running the place — you would never dream of being such a terrible customer, but since you know both men inside well enough to have a working relationship outside of this little business they run, you aren’t worried about causing any issues. And, well, if you do, Yunho will surely let you know in his own snarky way.

The garage door is still wide open, with Yunho on full display at the mouth of it as he works on the vehicle that’s always parked front and center. As you cross the threshold into the garage, your eyes catch on a sign propped up outside that you hadn’t seen the last time you were here. Two for the price of one on any repairs! A scoff slips out of you as you eye it, and that noise is what pulls Yunho’s focus from his work to you.

“You didn’t tell me you were running a deal,” you whine, drawing a laugh from the man before you.

“We still gotta make money somehow, sugar!” He nods his head towards the other side of the car, where another familiar face sits on the run-down couch you gave to them when they first opened up shop down the street from your apartment complex. It was something of a trade and an icebreaker: you needed a cracked headlight patched up, and they needed some furniture to fill out the garage and make it more homey for any customers who would come and go. Jongho gets up when you come over though, simply to move from the couch to the desk chair right beside it, and you take the spot where he was just sat.

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Ohhh my god dilf Chan......... hard working responsible Chan with an adorable little toddler boy who wants to be just like daddy, doing his homework and coloring in apples on the floor next to Chan's desk while he mixes tracks and produces banger after banger, wanting to work as hard as his dad does. His kid copies everything he does. Chan pauses to get coffee, junior is following at his heels, pulling an apple juice or banana milk from the fridge. Chan sighs and puts his hands on his face while he tries to figure out this bass riff, kiddo sighs and puts his hands on his face while he tries to figure out how many sides a triangle has.

And of course he needs a babysitter. He works long hours and can only do so much from home, so you're there to fill in the gaps when his kid isn't kicking ass at preschool and Chan is still at the office, so to speak. As much as he would hate to admit this, he really has had his eye on you for a while. There's just something about how good you are with his kid, how much he loves having you over, frequently asking Chan if you can come with them for errands and outings. Chan is fighting with everything he has not to see you as more than his son's babysitter, especially since he knows his kid already does and is probably more attached to you than a kid should be to some babysitter. Probably because you're much, much more than some babysitter, your practically his kid's mother at this point. You know as much about him as Chan does, and are equally equipped to take care of him, and that maternal instinct you get makes something hot and heavy and intense stir in Chan's stomach.

It's so late at night when he gets back, and raining too. You figure Chan will walk you to your car like he always does, but this time he insists you spend the night. It's late and dark and raining and that's just the final straw for him, what kind of man would he be if he let you drive all the way home in those conditions? You can't turn him down, or maybe you don't want to. It wouldn't be the first time you've spent the night, but it would be the first time with him home. He's made up his mind and it makes you squirm a little. You never expected to love this job so much, but Chan is so stupid hot and he pays you really well, and his kid is sweet and well behaved on top of that?? This is the best job you've probably ever had, so you relent. He watches you fold, laughing nervously and not meeting his eye until you agree. If you knew the things he was thinking about you right now...

You find out just what he’s thinking about you soon when you find yourself folded up in his bed, climbing over you and caging you in with his muscular body. He's been so busy, he can't even remember the last time he got to sink his massive cock into a tight warm drippy cunt, especially one as cute as yours. He has you pinned down nice and tight as he stretches you open, moaning into your mouth. He fucks you so deep, so hungry for the way you squeeze him, strangling his cock, making him feel things he hasn't felt in ages. He babbles praise and thank yous studded with moans in between strings of curses. Fuck, you feel so goddamn good. From the second he popped the tip into your soft wet folds he knows he's not letting you go anywhere. And this is certainly not the last time he'll have you screaming daddy.

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✦ ATEEZ as little things they'd do in a relationship ✦

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Warnings: Fluff, mentions of medicines, a bit but like not super important afab reader in hongjoong but is an easily skippable paragraph, risk of cuteness overload, talk of different heights in San's but all types included, anxiety and panic attacks in Mingi's.

❉ Hongjoong

Carrying a little case with your medicines/sanitary products

It doesn't matter whether you are sick or you are not, he once was with you when you had a terrible headache and had nothing on him to help you so he had no other choice than (or as he likes to call it: punished by some power above) to see you, his partner, a.k.a the love of his life, suffer from an horrible headache to the point where he had to rush out your apartment to the nearest pharmacy and ask the doctor for some headache painkillers then rush back to give them to you and just rest by your side in the middle of the darkness in your room hoping for the meds to do something.

So, after that emotionally dreadful night (for him), he settled to the idea to never again let you go through any pain if can have the means to stop it. Since then always having a small case (originally meant in the market for makeup supplies but everyone can use them as they want) with different pills for different pains you may be prone of, be it a headache, a stomachache, muscle ache, anything, along with some medicines for flu, allergies, food sickness, motion sickness, etc. To what he actually found it very useful for when him or any member get any type of pain or illness.

If you are not fond of pills or are unable to take a pill he will either carry in the case a pill grinder or the liquid/syrup alternative to the original pill so you won't struggle. Also, in case you suffer from some chronic illness don't dare to think he didn't count on that, carrying your medicines around along with alarms for each of it or the ones you are supposed to take in case an episode, be it pills syrup, an injectable, some epinephrine in an epipen, an asthma pump, insulin injections or whatever you may need, he WILL have it, if he runs out of it, Hongjoong WILL get more asap.

"What? You expect me to just sit around you when you are like this, in pain/during an episode? Na-ah, love, I'm here for you, yes, but I want to be useful too and make you feel better if I can. And I can." He will answer the first time he used a medicine of the case for you, handing you the medicine almost immediately after you mention the tad bit of

Also, if you were born with female reproductive organs and have a period, you bet he will have in the case at least two pads, panty liners and tampons (if you use) in the case, not wanting you to feel uncomfy bc you had your period while being with him on a date or at the dorms, don't worry, he has you covered (after, meticulously and discreetly looking through your bathroom drawers and taking note of the product you use to know what he gets will be functional and most of all, comfortable to you). Along with the painkillers that work best for your ovulation pains or cramps, if you get them.

Basically, Hongjoong carries around a mini-portable drugstore because he loves you so much he is not risking you (or him) being sick, or in pain, or uncomfy when what you are supposed to be doing, wherever you two go to, be it a date or just quality time, when he can obviously make it stop by being prepared, hating to see you in any type of upset/sulky mood. You very much expect phrases and moments like:

"You want a medicine? I have some headache painkillers..."

"You feel nauseous? I have a packet of Alka-Seltzer here somewhere if you want some?"

"Your sugar levels are high? Here, have some insulin."

"It's time for your medicines, love."

He's so cute, omg.

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❉ Seonghwa

Calling you each night he's away

He wants, he can, so he will.

Ever since you and Seonghwa went to live together to a shared apartment it became a habit for the both of you to have a little chat before actually going to sleep, talk about your day while doing each of yours night-time skin care routines, planning out your next date or your next roadtrip on his soon free day while cooking dinner together or just eating some take out from a restaurant near. Just talking to each other about random or normal thing puts both of you at ease and made you sleep better throught out the night.

It was just how you both liked it, what you both grew to be fond of, hearing each other voice at night time and unstressing with calm and peace at home, even if he or you arrived at midnight or before dawn from work, as the other readjusted to the presence they loved some words were exchanged. Both you and Seonghwa are very aware of how there was no way in the world to get in bed without waking the other for some sleepy and kinda coarse words before dozing off again.

So, as it came naturally along with Seonghwa's work, he often had to spend some night away from the apartment for work in other places, making it a bit less easier for the both of you to just doze off, no mattering how tired you or he were. To what he came with the solution to call you when it was near nightime. Be it that he is away for a day for a promotion far from your shared apartment or for months in a tour, he will call you every single day.

If he is staying in a place with similar or the same timezone as you he will call you when he knows both you and him are about to go to sleep, a videocall as you brush your teeth and he changes into his pajamas, talking about everything but nothing at the same time, taking the phone to the kitchen, the bathroom, the bedroom, everywhere as long as the call goes on; making him feel closer to you, feeling like you are besides him in the bed watching the show in the TV, it makes him less homesick when he is on long trips.

If there is a significant difference between your time zone and his he will call you when your timezone is near nighttime, all in hopes to make you feel closer to him just as he does and with that helping you have a good night sleep, which he aknowledged you needed most of the time. At first, being selfless towards you he only called when he knew you were going to sleep, not even daring to call you when he needed to sleep even if that compromised him a good night of sleep, so, picking up on this selfless habit of his and after some comments from the guys about how tired Seonghwa looks when he is away from you you made it your own mission to call him when you know he is about to go to sleep, just because you felt like that was the bare minimum you should do for him in gratefulness of his calls.

And it actually took him by surprise the first couples of times (because it was like fucking 3 in the morning in Korea and you should be sleeping, he believes) but, nevertheless, making a damn zoo run by his belly in love and adoration, hearing your raspy sleepy voice on the phone wishing him a good night of sleep and paying attention to the bit of his day he is telling.

He just feels so full of love and so warm and bubbly inside, he loves you so ducking much and all he is able to think about after each call is how he was so lucky to find someone that sacrifices so much for him when he, according to himself, doesn't deserves it, to what I hope you will put your heart to change because he is just so cute, just imagine his smiley voice on the other end of the line as he wishes you goodnight.

Damn, I just made myself simp for Seonghwa.

Anyways, to what I hope was realized, Seonghwa doesn't care where and when he is, this man will take out time in his busy schedule to talk to you and listen to your day, not because its what he feels like doing but because he KNOWS its what he needs to do, is the least he fills like doing after all you do for him, because he just loves you that much.

❉ Yunho

Cuddling you while being sick

This ray of sunshine will NOT care if you have the flu, a seasonal fever, stomachache, food sick, man, you could even have Covid-19 or Influenza and he will not care (but if you ask him to take care of himself he will do so, while still taking care of you, this boys cam be very fucking clever and sneaky when he has the half of the braincell he shares with Mingi).

Anyways, as I was saying. If you are sick Yunho will take care of you as the good boyfriend he is. Helping you out with the house chores, buying you medicines, staying with you as moral support and asking Wooyoung to make some soup for you to eat for lunch or, if Woo cant, Seonghwa.

But one of the things both you and him love the most about the taking-care-of-my-sick-partner process is very much how he is always warm or cold for your convenience as if his body knows what yours need, a human AC just for you, if you feel like cuddling he is always down for it, Yunho doesn't cares that you are sick and he will very probably get sick too, he will cuddle you when you feel unwell.

He will stay with you on your bed or your couch, draping the fluffy blanket over you as he pulls you closer to his big ass body, taking advantage of his height and broad chest he will let you lay on top of him, head on his chest, hand in his as his other plays with your hair lovingly, legs intertwined together, your ear over his heart, the sound of its beating calming you and helping you doze off even if your cold was against it, your boyfriend is very much aware of the power cuddling has with you when sick.

In case you don't feel like cuddling because of the fever he will lay 30-to 40 centimeters away from you, hand taking yours and rubbing random shapes on the back of yours while occasionally telling you how even sick and at the verge of, according to you, dying, you look like an angel fallen directly from heaven, corny, yes, but you love him like that, don't you?.

Either way, he will stay there for you until you feel better, as you fall asleep he will whisper sweets nothings to you, like how cute you look with your blushed cheeks, how adorable you will look once you are all better and all the thing you two will do.

"I love you, Y/N, a lot." He whispers, a hand reaching out to caress your cheek with love and adoration, making you smile sleepily against his knuckles. Muttering an I love you back to him before dozing of against his chest, the beating of his heart against your ear soothing the way your body ached and how your stomach felt twisted and your mind tired.

The love and admiration Yunho feels for you is enough motivation for him to endure your sickness and be by your side until you are once again the person he loves to see happy, even if a week later he will be the one babied by you because he got sick too and everything in him hurts.

Now it's your turn to be the big spoon.

❉ Yeosang

Leaving post-its notes everywhere for you to find during the day

Because of his work he often has to leave before you even wake up, so, stealing a peck from your lips, leaving a kiss on your cheek and sticking notes everywhere he would often leave your shared home.

At first it started because he felt bad after you two had a sleepover before sharing apartment, or once you moved together, the way he had to leave you alone in the bed to wake up by yourself, painfully aware that no matter how many times he said he loved you and kissed your cheek you were not aware of it, his mind abhorring the idea of just sending you a text like you two didn't spend intimate time together a couple hours away (doing you know what or not) so he, spotting the post its you had on your desk, felt it a more cute way to wave you goodbye to just leave notes fucking everywhere.

It was now an everyday occurrence, he now carried at all times a stack of colorful post-its in his pocket along a pen and every time he thought about you he would write a short sentence, a small paragraph or even something as short as "Love you" in the notes, just to save it again in his pocket.

When you woke up and felt his side of the shared bed empty you were very used to it, getting up and starting to get ready for you work/studies you grab your phone to check your messages and boom, post-it no.1 stuck to the screen of your phone.

"Have and awesome day, my love :D"

Smiling you put it in your box of Yeosang's post-its, you get up to walk to your shared bathroom, shower and once you were ready, a towel wrapped around you and grabbing your morning face wash, a mini cloud-shaped note is stuck to the bottle, there goes no.2 of today.

"U probs look really beautiful rn"

Instant laugh from you, I hope.

And like that, by the end of the day you collected three more notes.

One in your lunch bag that said "Eat well beautiful.", another in your car keys that had in red pen written "come home safe, I'm waiting for you" and lastly, one on your front door once you got home from work that shone with a shimmery blue gel pen and said "welcome home, dear <3".

Opening the door, you were welcomed with the sight of your boyfriend moving already decorated cookies from a bakery box to a plate, his back turned to you as he tried not to break any cookie, and finally, as you stood in silence behind him, he took his note block, ripping out his most recent note and sticking it next to the plate.

"Hi, love." You muttered, your hands sneaking around his waist and your eyes peaking to the flower shaped cookies and the note at its side that told "I love you.", your heart going warm instantly just as a smile crep up to your face as Yeosang passed his arm around you and brought you closer, a kiss on your temple as he left the empty box aside.

"Welcome home, honey."

❉ San

Luck forehead kisses

I actively don't know why, but I feel this man is a sucker for forehead kisses.

Like, if you are shorter than him and he has like, your forehead not too far from his mouth reach he will just leave a small peck there as he passes you by. But even if you are not that shorter, shorter or taller he will give you forehead kisses, dw. If you are like shorter than to reach this man will NOT hesitate to bend his neck while lovingly placing his hands on your cheeks or at the nape of your neck, bringing you in.

If you are taller than that, it doesn't matter if still shorter than him or if he is the short one between you two, he will either do one of these: a) grab you by the chin gently and lovingly pull your face down a bit as he stretches his neck a bit (if he can) and reach your forehead, b) place his hands on each side of your face and pulling you near him either pushing your face down and stretching his neck or full on standing on his tippy toes, or c) if you are full on taller than him he will stand on his tippy toes + stretch his neck an pull you down until you are bent over so his lips can reach your temples, but either way you are going to get a forehead kiss.

Leaving the height thing aside, as I said already, this man is a sucker for forehead kisses but why? Oh, lemme tell you.

As we all know the classic kiss on the lips is all that romantic and yeah, but I have this feeling than San doesn't like, super loves the idea of kissing you on the lips, and not because he is ashamed or anything, but more cause he prefers to have these little special moments of being able to kiss you on your lips for really longs periods of time when you both are home together and he knows himself he will not be able to survive with just a little peck and will end up wanting more, in public. So, to avoid getting to carried on kissing you he started going for little forehead kisses, because he loves them a lot too, he considers them a lot more adorable and full of a different type of love and adoration than other type of kisses.

So, taking this into consideration, be it that you or him are off to work or he has a performance in some moments or any type of scenario he need a bit of courage and calming his nerves he just walks up to you, places his hands on your face and kisses your forehead to remind you in this silent way how much he adores you as his partner and that he will do his best, taking it as a good luck charm not only for himself but for you too, never forgetting the little kiss when he knows you have something important near.

There was this time where he and the boys were performing on the MAMA's and the choreography was quite a challenge, even for the, so before going up the stage he met you backstage and left multiple kisses on your forehead, the last one lasting some seconds because, as he said, "he needed all the luck to not run out of breath before his part".

(He never told you why he thinks it brings good luck but it actually is because after one of your very first dates he said goodbye to you by leaving a kiss on your forehead a while stepping outside of your building he found a four leaved clover between the grass and some steps away there was on the sidewalk a 10 000 won bill. But shh, don't tell him I told this.

Further into the relationship the two of you had, when he planned on proposing to you, on the D-Day of his plan he spent all the morning leaving numerous kisses on your forehead, leaving you confused as he excused it that it was because of the upcoming album they had scheduled, but actually took them to mentally calm his nerves of asking you to marry him.

The calm that such a simple gesture brought to his heart seemed absurd to him sometimes, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

And don't even get me started on those times when you give him forehead kisses, man, he feels like ascending and meeting Jesus right then and there.

❉ Mingi

Holding your hand and playing with your fingers.

As we all know Mingi is actually kind of a big baby sometimes.

So, when he gets anxious he often doesn't want anyone to touch him to not try and get his senses overwhelmed, but ever since he met you he likes to distract himself from his anxiety while grabbing your hand into his and playing with your fingers and the jewelry you have on them, or gently rubbing the pad of his finger on your painted nails if you have them like that, if not, he will bend your fingers and try to make some peace signs, quite happy that you let him touch you.

At first when you two weren't in a relationship still it was actually pretty rare you were in the dorms or in a lot of the places they were two, so, you weren't actually there with him when he got panic attacks or when anxiety got the worst of him, leaving him to the boys, but once, you were over their apartment after work when they arrived and Mingi walked right over to his room, locking himself in his room without even acknowledging your presence, Yunho walking after him only to be met with a locked door.

Confused, it had to be Seonghwa the one that told you that Mingi was really anxious in the way home and probably was in the middle of a panic attack right now, but refused to have any of them over to calm him, to what you took it upon yourself to walk over to his room and knock, a small "Mingi, let me come in" leaving your lips before the door slowly unlocked, Yunho nodding for you to enter.

It is still fresh in your mind the way Mingi was curled up in the corner behind the door, avoiding your gaze by all means as you sat silently in front of him. "You need a distraction or company?" You muttered, not wanting to overwhelm him, to what Mingi said he needed quiet company. After a couple of minutes of staring at Mingi who's heart was still pounding in his ears and breathing hasn't slowed down a bit you decided to test the waters and slowly, almost as if the silence the room half was made out of thin glass, you reach out to hold his hand between yours, in a way that Mingi still swears to this day nobody had ever held him, in a way that was so delicate and light he didn't even felt bothered by it, even when his senses were painfully aware of everything that surrounded him, your light touch seemed to draw his focus out of his mind and settle it on you, right under his nose, smiling warmly at him.

It may or may not be here when Mingi developed a bit fat crush on you.

So, after you holding his hand and taking him slowly out of his panic attack, ever since then, being just friends or a couple, whenever he felt anxious his hands would unconsciously reach for yours if you were near him, fingers playing with yours, drawing on your palm or admiring your rings.

Now, this habit of him developed more when he was officially your boyfriend, now that he could hold your hand without giving an excuse, he would hold it EVERYWHERE. Especially when going out, since being in public triggers his sharp edged thoughts a lot and made him feel anxious all the time, being able to hold your hand while going out in the street just bring him down a lot, reminding himself that you are by his side.

And don't get mad at him if you don't like kinship, it just calms his anxious heart so much he feels like a whole new person :c.

BUT, if you actually don't like him holding your hand that much, dw, he will put all of him into abstaining his need and will settle with constantly brushing his fingers with yours.

❉ Wooyoung

Always kissing your hand before leaving home

Is it corny? Yes. Is it cute tho? Yes. And did it started as a joke but ended up as a habit? Also yes.

Moving on to the cute part. It actually did start as a joke, that time he spent all the morning in your apartment just in quality time by your side, be it cooking, baking, just dancing or cuddling in the couch, anything, but at around 1 p.m. he had to go to get ready for a performance they had at night in this royal concept the music show was on for the day and he had been joking to you about him being a prince and you being his princess/prince

The joke getting to the point where he even put on an act while waiting for lunch to be ready as if he was a prince, picking you, a.k.a his princess/prince, up for a ball and dancing to a slow Spanish waltz song playing from his phone after googling "valz" with the typo included.

After that day the joke kept on going for a couple of dates until it became an habit to the both of you that every time he is going to leave or sees you, without caring he saw you an hour or five days ago, before giving you a small peck in the lips or cheek he'll grab your hand between his and leave a small kiss on your knuckles. It even got to the point where even if he is just like, there, not arriving or going, will just grab your hand and leave a small kiss there before playing with your fingers and/or rings.

Like, y'all were sat in the dorm couch, San at Wooyoung's left and Hongjoong at your right, Seonghwa and Yunho on another couch, Yeosang on the floor with his back resting both your and Wooyoung's legs, and Jognho and Mingi on two puffs they have around.

The nine of you were watching a movie that just came on Netflix, fully concentrated on the TV screen when suddenly you felt a hand slip up between yours and long bony fingers intertwine with yours, Wooyoung's thumb leaving caresses over the back of it while pulling it over his lap, a few seconds before lifting it up and pressing a small kiss on your knuckles and smile, his eyes looking at his side to the small smile that crept up your lips, used to this habit.

He'll do it anywhere and everywhere, if y'all were official to the fans he'd do it on award shows, near paparazzi, in fan events, things like that, if y'all aren't official he'll still do it in the company, not caring if his near staff, other members or KQ artists, his lips will linger over the knuckles of your left hand before leaving a quick peck.

Anyways, I'm drifting off, let's suppose he leaves before you to work, this particular day he was off earlier, already in his outfits and brushed hair while you were still in your pajamas.

"Love, I'm going off to work." He announced while putting his outside shoes on. "Com'ere" He called for you, a step lower than you when you arrived, resting your hands on his shoulders as you got closer to kiss him goodbye on the lips.

"Have a good day, Woo."

"You too." He smiles, his right hand engulfing your left one to near it to his lips, kissing it rapidly with adoration and love, before letting both of them fall, his gaze locking with yours as an indescribable full-of-love look crossed his features, a smiles wide on his face. "Love you, my princess/prince/royalty."

"Love you too, honey." And with that, letting go of your hand he was off to work.

Oh.

And just imagine after he proposes to you and he gets to kiss you ring-adorned hand as your fiancé and later as your husband? Man, that habit will just fill his pride more.

And if you to get to have kids, believe me, he WILL kiss his kids on the head before going off after kissing your hand, a new habit will appear.

❉ Jongho

Carrying you to the bed

Deny this man would, go ahead, I'm waiting.

Anyways, it was past 11 p.m. when you and Jongho finished the second movie from The Lord of the Rings marathon you guys had planned together after finishing last week's marathon, yet, you had overworked yourself today at your studies/work and couldn't pass the Two Towers, falling asleep a bit before the credits came in.

You had your arms slumped around his middle since half movie, his arm around your shoulders so you could freely rest your head on his chest as both of you were laying down diagonally in the couch of your shared apartment. It was just the perfect position for you to fall asleep against his warm body.

Jongho was about to put on the third movie but noticed the empty pot of popcorn, so, as he turned his head to ask you to lift up from his chest so he could go to the kitchen he noticed your sleeping face, your right cheek mushed against his chest, causing your mouth to open a bit and silent snores leaving you, deep in your slumber.

He froze for a second, a million thought about getting you a blanket, waking you up, his need to go for more food and a bunch more thoughts crossing his mind, his eyes resting on your face with love in his expression, his heart taking the image of your peaceful dreaming state and making a zoo go through his belly as if you weren't two and a half years in your relationship. He's just so cute, like a bear.

He tried to move his arms to take you to your shared bedroom, making you shuffle against him to what Jongho stilled again, waiting for you to get deeper in your sleep so he could move you without waking you up.

He doesn't care if it took you 5 minutes or half an hour to go one step deeper in your sleep, he will stay there holding you. Once he know you won't wake up he will slowly, carefully and silently move out from your grasp, hooking an arm under your thighs and another one under your back, and he doesn't care how big or small you are, he can AND WILL carry you to your bedroom, walking in slow steps and clumsily opening the door, leaving your sleeping body over the mattress and pulling the blankets over you, taking 10 minutes to go and eat one last thing before turning everything off, making sure the apartment is closed correctly and getting ready to bed, letting you rest a bit more before slowly waking you so you could do your skincare routine and brush your teeth before finally sleeping.

Once you are both ready he would cuddle you in bed, waiting for you to sleep first before letting his eyes close, one hand holding yours lovingly and one last peck on your lips before dozing off.

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reader x dom!yeosang

smut | nsfw | mdni

streamer!yeosang, dom!yeosang, being on camera (you make dirty vids for your bf), masturbation (m & f), toys, anal, edging, double penetration (dick and toy), unprotected sex, degradation (ys says whore once but degrading words are used about the reader in the naration), orgasm control, begging, squirting.

requested | part of my 2023 prompts event [closed]

you decide to test your boyfriend's nerves while he's live streaming

[❛ i’ve been thinking about you all day. ❜ + ❛ show me how much you missed me. ❜]

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Yeosang has had enough. He thinks as he locks his phone. He has to find an excuse to close down the live faster than usual because he can't take it anymore. He can't sit there to suffer to watch another one of the videos you've been sending him for the past two hours… 

It started out like a teasing just a video of you playing with your hair smiling to the camera. Something pretty innocent, to get your boyfriend’s attention. But it escalated quickly by the 6th video, you were two knuckles deep in your heat your arousal pooling out of you with long stretchy strings like a waterfall and coating your inner thighs. Yeosang was very careful to watch every video on mute but dear God how he wanted to hear you. Hear you pant under him as he replaced your fingers with his own and kissed the tears of overwhelming pleasure away as you came undone for him.

He couldn't stand anymore to vainly try to focus back on the game that he now regarded as the most dull and uninteresting activity while your simplest form occupied his mind. He felt like he could burst out of his pants at any second. Fighting the irrepressible idea to palm himself over his gray sweats only because he knew if he started he would be really unable to focus and lose every game.

But that was enough now he thought. He had suffered enough. For God’s sake he was working! He needed to somehow find a way to focus back on the live, make sure not to let a new sub or donation go by unnoticed and provide adequate commentary on the game. He was about to flip the phone screen down to shut you off but it vibrated again in his palm.

This time it was a call. A video call. He double checks the sound again making sure you're muted before picking up. It takes everything he has left in him to remain completely unfazed in front of the camera when he is greeted with your flushed face riding one of the toys he got you for valentines day. Wearing one of his official merch t-shirts, fingers tightly holding the hem and lifting the material up to make sure your boyfriend sees exactly how you ride the toy, occasionally letting one of your breasts jump into sigh before disappearing again behind the t-shirt.

You are sinful. Yeosang can't believe his lovely and adorable girlfriend would go to all these lengths just to make him suffer. To get his attention.

Thankfully he perfectly manages to keep his composure, as he watches you fuck yourself stupid on the dildo, cock straining against his jeans, precum seeping from the slit.

He sees you move your lips, speaking to him. but he can't hear. He can only imagine the sinful things slipping off your lips as you whore yourself out to the phone camera, lust  taking your mind over, pleasure forcing you into the headspace Yeosang has seen you go in so many times before.

But he was sick of watching through the tiny phone screen. He wanted to hear, he wanted to feel you.he wanted to testify with his own eyes what kind of depraved slut you were for him.

He hung up and in a couple of minutes he found a shitty ass excuse to turn off the stream. He jumped off his chair and walked with long strides to the bedroom. He passed his shirt over his head, leaving it in the hall. As he got closer to the bedroom he could hear you getting nearer, your moans already reaching a pitch he knew you could only manage when you were on the verge of coming undone.

When he barged in the room you jumped in surprise, head whipping in the direction of the sound, sweat dripping down your temples, glossy eyes fluttering close, lust pooling inside them.

“Did you cum yet?” he asked as he unzipped his pants. Urgency soaking his voice. He doesn't have the time for the preliminary dirty talk. He needs you. Now.

You shook your head.

"No" you started sheepishly. Like you weren't not splitting yourself open on camera a second ago. "Wanna cum with you" you managed to form these words with great effort, your walls gripping the purple silicon toy between your thighs.

 A wide satisfied smile spread on Yeosang’s lips. 

“Good girl” he praised as he pulled down his jeans and boxers in one go, stepping out of them and approaching the bed. He rubbed your cheeks with his  thumb. You rested your back against his chest as he climbed up the bed behind you.

“You really think you can tease me like this for hours and get away with it?” you whine in response as Yeosang slipped a hand under the oversized t-shirt. The doodle doberman logo folding under his hand fondling your breast.

“Yeo- hmm…sangie” you whined again letting the back of your head rest on his strong muscular shoulder, your trembling thighs barely holding you anymore.

“Did I tell you to stop? Keep riding it baby” Yeosang instructed as he pinched your sensitive nipple harden into a small bud. 

“Okay” you agreed, voice a mere shaky whisper as you felt him lay a firm hand between your shoulder blades, gently pushing you forward and down until your cheek was flat against the mattress and you had your ass up in the air. 

“Go ahead baby. Fuck yourself up for me” he voice was strained, low and commanding. The tone setting your soul ablaze.

You heard him spit in his hand and he started to jerk himself off. You went back to shake your hips on the toy, completely making the purple silicon disappear inside you to emerge back again while Yeosang watched from behind you, a sinful grin playing at his lips. He enjoyed seeing the dildo stretching your throbbing little cunt out, watching your perfect ass bounce up and down for him.

“What a mess you made” he commented, eyeing the long strings of arousal stretching between you and the toy coating your thighs and pussy all the way up to your ass.

“Yeosang please” you said out of breath. Your boyfriend understood you were asking for permission to cum.

“Not yet, baby. Not without me”

You stopped moving when you felt his hot tip glide across your wet skin, nesting itself between your right thigh and the toy, gathering the innommable mess you made and you felt him going up your cheeks. You gasped when you felt him poking at your rim.

“Looks like there room for me right there”

It took everything you had not to cum on the spot when you felt him push inside your hole. A long string of profanities slipping off his lips as he stretched you out to fit him perfectly. You felt him rub against the toy inside you, both competing to fill you up and Yeoang was undeniably winning at this game.

You felt a single sob shake your body when he fitted the last inch inside you. You’ve been edging yourself for hours now and you could just cry from the frustration of it all. You started to move up and down the toy again. You wanted only one thing. 

“Please fuck me Yeo” you aske, desperation dripping from every word.

Yeosang started right away, both hands wrapped around your waist to pull you on his length and push you off again. Snapping his hips into yours, the sound of wet skin clashing echoing in the room.

“That's what you wanted, huh?”

“Yessss” you cried. Angling your ass a little bit higher up to feel him even deeper inside you.

“Wanted my cock up your ass while you fuck yourself stupid like this?”

You only whined back, feeling Yeosang’s bruising grip onto your side as he went even faster.

“Are you satisfied? Are two dicks enough for my cock hungry whore of a girlfriend?” He growled. His veiny warm hands leaving your waist to wrap around your neck. His fingers pressing just the right amount at the right place to not restrict your breathing but enough to make you light headed.

Yeosang felt you clench your ass around him, every ring of it constricted him deliciously. Until he was also ready to cum for you.

“Please. Yeo” you whined again, barely able to hold yourself back anymore. At this pace and with this angle there was no way you could hold back any longer. And you knew it wasn’t a good idea to cum without permission. You suffered the consequences before and you knew after edging for this long you couldn't handle two more hours of overstimulation. Your boyfriend forcing orgasm after orgasm out of you until you couldn’t think, walk or talk.

“Now baby.” Yeosang grunted, feeling himself closer to his high than ever. “Cum on both cocks now.” He growled, deep voice pushing you over the edge.

Your orgasm washed over you like a wave and took with it the last strand of sanity you had left. Completely ripping through your body as you shook under your boyfriend. Your asshole throbbing around him, gripping him so tightly he swore it could have snapped his dick in two.

“Thank you thank you thank you” you blurted mindlessly finally grasping something you’ve had in reach for hours, letting the bliss win over you as you felt your cum gush out of you like a waterfall completely soiling the bed beneath you but it didn’t matter to either of you. 

“Fuckkk baby” Yeosang grunted as he pulled out. Only having the time to pump his fist a couple of times on his hard and slick cock until he completely bursted all over you. Shooting thick white ropes of cum to decorate your pulsing gaping hole, dripping down onto your pussy still full with the purple toy, your asscheeks and some even crashing on the official merch t-shirt you were still wearing. 

Yeosang crashed next to you on the bed. While you lifted your hips, taking the toy out and kicking it over the edge of the bed. Your boyfriend wrapped his muscular arms around your waist.

“I had to cut the live short because of you” he started, still catching his breath. You chuckled in response. “So you’re sleeping on the wet spot”

“Hey!”

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