pairing - haechan x fem!reader
summary - haechan & shotgunning. that's it. that's the tweet.
wk - 985
a/n - it's been almost two years since i last posted... crazy... i've literally never smoked a day in my life but i can't get this idea out of my head so forgive me if its written... awkwardly ?? also, i will die on the hill that haechan is a sweetheart behind closed doors.
SMUT warnings under the cut !
mdni. nipple play, dry humping.
haechan with an oral fixation. he physically cannot relax unless he has his mouth on you — whether it's mindlessly sucking and biting on your finger as you watch tv, or sucking on your tits before sleep. it's nearly one in the morning when you feel him kissing on your neck, trailing kisses up to your jaw. you're certain there's a trail of hickeys on your neck from his eager ministrations. he palms your breasts before one hand slips under your shirt — you cannot see him well in the darkness of the night yet you could vividly picture the pleading pout on his face.
"let me suck them, please." he pleads, punctuating his words with a pinch on your nipple.
you allow him — letting him suck on your tits, and bury his face in your chest to sleep... the next morning, you wake up to a needy hyuck, pressing his bulge against your hip and begging for your help.
send hard thoughts for more :P
W.c -3k
Paring -y/n x haechan
Warnings- slightly nswf mentions of characters having sex kissing flirting making out
Genere - study partners to lovers non idol au
A/n - hi guys sorry for not posting i have a lot going on with my disorders and health but i try posting more!!! Hope you like it anyone can request story positive feedback appreciate ENJOY!!
YN never expected Chemistry to be this difficult—or this distracting. It wasn’t the complex equations or endless experiments that threw her off; it was her lab partner, Lee Haechan.
From the moment Professor Suh paired them for the semester-long project, YN knew she was in trouble. Haechan was effortlessly charming, always flashing a teasing smirk, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief. Meanwhile, YN was quiet, focused, and more comfortable with her nose buried in her notebook than engaging in playful banter.
“Looks like we’ll be spending a lot of time together, partner,” Haechan had said on the first day, leaning in just a little too close. “Try not to fall in love with me, okay?
”YN had rolled her eyes, but the way her cheeks burned betrayed her.
Their assignment was to create an experiment that demonstrated chemical equilibrium in action, which meant long hours in the lab together. For the first few weeks, YN tried to keep things strictly professional. She meticulously took notes while Haechan mixed solutions with practiced ease. But he had a way of breaking through her walls.
“YN, you’re too serious,” he teased one evening as they worked late in the lab. “Chemistry should be fun. Passionate. Like love.”
She choked on her breath. “It’s a science, not a romance novel.”
“Why not both?” He winked, and she quickly turned back to her notes, pretending to be unaffected.
But she was.
One evening, they met at YN’s dorm to finalize their project presentation. The tiny desk lamp cast a warm glow as she spread out her notes, and Haechan sprawled on her bed, flipping through their research.
“This is good,” he said, pointing to a paragraph she had written. “You’re brilliant, YN.”
She looked up, surprised. “You actually read my notes?”
“Of course,” he said. “I’m your partner, aren’t I?”
Something in his voice made her stomach flutter. He wasn’t teasing this time.
They worked in quiet harmony, the sound of her pen scratching against paper mixing with his occasional humming. But as the night wore on, Haechan's presence became harder to ignore.
She was hyper-aware of how close he was, the warmth radiating from his body. When he reached across her to grab a book, his fingers brushed against hers. She froze.
“Relax,” he murmured, his lips curving into a knowing smile. “You act like I’m dangerous.”
“Aren’t you?” she shot back, trying to regain control of the situation.
He chuckled. “Only if you want me to be.”
The night before their presentation, they stayed late in the lab, perfecting their experiment. YN was measuring a reagent when she felt Haechan watching her.
“What?” she asked, trying to ignore the way her heart pounded.
“You’re cute when you concentrate,” he said casually.
She nearly dropped the flask. “Haechan.”
“What? It’s true.” He stepped closer, the playful edge in his voice softening. “I like seeing you like this. Passionate. Determined.”
Her breath hitched. He was so close now, the scent of his cologne wrapping around her like a trap.
“This—this isn’t part of the project,” she stammered.
“Maybe not.” He reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “But don’t tell me you don’t feel it too.”
Her pulse roared in her ears. Maybe it was the late hour, the exhaustion, or the way he was looking at her, but she gave in.
He kissed her.
It was hesitant at first, almost as if testing the waters. But when she didn’t pull away, he deepened it, his lips moving against hers with a mix of confidence and tenderness. She melted into him, hands gripping the front of his lab coat.
When they finally pulled apart, he rested his forehead against hers.
“That was a pretty good reaction,” he murmured. “Should we test it again?”
She laughed, breathless. “You’re impossible.”
After that night, something shifted between them. The flirting wasn’t just teasing anymore—it was charged with something deeper. Their stolen glances in class lasted a little longer. His touches lingered.
One evening, after another long study session in her dorm, things escalated.
Haechan had been reading over her shoulder, chin nearly resting on her shoulder. She was acutely aware of every breath he took.
“This is torture,” he finally groaned.
She turned to him. “What is?”
“Being this close to you and not being able to do this.”
Before she could ask what he meant, he tilted her chin up and kissed her again. But this time, there was no hesitation. It was deeper, needier. His hands slid around her waist, pulling her onto his lap.
Her fingers tangled in his hair as he trailed kisses down her jaw, whispering her name like a prayer.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he murmured, his voice rough.
But she didn’t. She wanted this—him.
The rest of the night was a blur of heat and whispered names, of tangled sheets and soft moans. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced—intense, electrifying, perfect.
The next morning, she woke up to the feeling of fingers tracing lazy circles on her bare shoulder.
“Morning, beautiful,” Haechan murmured, his voice thick with sleep.
She buried her face in the pillow. “This is a bad idea.”
He chuckled. “Too late for that.”
She sighed, rolling over to face him. “What does this mean for us?”
He propped himself up on one elbow, studying her. “It means I really, really like you.”
Her heart skipped. “You do?”
“Of course.” He brushed a kiss against her forehead. “I didn’t flirt with you all semester just for fun. Well—partly for fun. But mostly because I wanted you to notice me.”
She smiled. “I noticed.”
“Good.” He grinned. “Now, let’s ace this project and make it official after.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re ridiculous.”
“And you love it.”
Maybe she did.
And maybe, just maybe, their chemistry wasn’t just confined to the lab.
⎯⎯⎯ ﹙ 엔시티 드림﹚ their kinks .ᐟ ㇹ.
𝒑. bf!dream × 𝒇.reader ｜ 𝒈. smut ｜ 𝒄. just smut... the title is actually pretty self explanatory :3 ﹕ bookshelf
⸝⸝ notes. idk since when i have this ready, sitting prettily in my drafts... but here it is, finally! hope you guys like it 🤭🤭
﹙ぉ﹚mark.
PORN⎯ it became your guilty pleasure together after that one unforgettable moment. the day you walked in on him — flushed, panting, and achingly hard — his embarrassment was palpable. when he stammered out that he was watching to learn new ways to please you, your heart raced. from that night, it became your shared ritual. now, his hands roam your body as you both watch, whispering filthy promises of what he’ll do to you next.
PRAISE⎯ he lives for your praise, craving every soft-spoken word of admiration. whether it’s a simple “you did so well” or a breathless “you feel so good,” it makes his heart race. his pout is irresistible when your praise doesn’t come quickly enough — he’ll whine, tugging at your attention until you relent. and when it’s his turn, he overwhelms you with devotion: beautiful, perfect, mine. he wants every inch of you to know how loved you are.
THIGH RIDING⎯ he notices how your eyes linger on his thighs — how you bite your lip when he wears those tiny, dangerous shorts with nothing underneath. it’s a game now. he spreads his legs wide, lounging like temptation incarnate until you lose control. once you’ve climbed onto his lap, grinding against him, he’s hooked — loving every desperate gasp as you chase your high, his hands gripping your hips while he watches his pretty girl come undone on his thighs.
RECORDING⎯ it started with voice memos and teasing photos while he was away. you couldn’t resist sending a clip of yourself trembling with pleasure, calling out his name. when he came home, you barely had time to speak before his hands were all over you. “can i record you?” he whispered hoarsely, his phone already out. you agreed, imagining how many times he’d lose himself watching later. now, it’s a shared addiction — capturing every moan, every arch, every filthy moment of you being his.
SPIT KINK⎯ his eyes darken when he tells you, “open up, baby.” but it’s not just the act — it’s what it reveals. when his spit lingers on your lips, untouched, he knows you’re wrecked and raw for him. when you swallow too quickly, he takes it as a challenge. “not done yet,” he growls, determined to break you until there’s no trace of control left — only need, desire, and surrender.
𐙚 Nct Dream Kinks 𐙚
Genre: Smut MDNI 18+
• Praise Kink - Mark thrives on hearing you praise him, especially during intimate moments. The way you acknowledge how strong, skilled, and desirable he is makes him feel powerful and boosts his confidence. He loves knowing that you’re completely captivated by him.
• Dirty Talk - Mark can’t get enough of talking dirty to you, and he especially enjoys when you respond in kind. He loves setting the mood with words, and his dirty talk is laced with both affection and command, making you eager to please him.
• Mutual Masturbation - Mark enjoys watching you pleasure yourself, and he loves when you do the same for him. The visual stimulation and intimacy of being vulnerable together while getting each other off turns him on, and it deepens the connection between you both.
• Edging - Mark takes control over your pleasure, bringing you to the brink and holding you there just long enough to make the eventual release even more intense. His control is intoxicating, and the anticipation he creates fuels both his and your desire for the ultimate satisfaction.
• Humiliation - Renjun enjoys when he can make you feel small in the most teasing way, pushing your limits while still keeping it playful. Whether it’s gentle teasing or making you admit something naughty, he knows just how far to take it before it becomes too much. The power dynamic in this aspect turns him on, as he loves the control it gives him over you.
• Blindfolds - Renjun loves using blindfolds to enhance the power he has over you. The loss of sight heightens your other senses, making every touch, every whisper, feel more intense. He enjoys watching you squirm as he teases you, knowing that you can’t anticipate what he’ll do next, which makes the experience that much more thrilling.
• Power Play - He loves taking control and putting you in your place, whether it’s through commands or physical dominance. Renjun enjoys when the balance of power shifts and you surrender to him. He finds it incredibly arousing to have you under his command, and he loves exploring every side of this dynamic, making you feel both submissive and adored.
• Overstimulation - He’s all about pushing your limits. Renjun loves taking you past the edge, making you squirm with pleasure, only to pull back right before you hit your peak. He enjoys seeing you desperate and needy, and when he finally lets you release, it’s everything.
• Strength kink - Jeno loves how easily he can fold you like a pretzel with his sheer strength. The way he can manipulate your body into any position he desires turns him on. Whether it’s pinning you against the wall or bending you in ways you never imagined, he gets a rush from knowing how much control his strength gives him.
• Breeding kink - Jeno’s protective and dominant nature comes out with this kink. He gets aroused by the idea of claiming you in the most intimate way possible, with the thought of filling you up and marking you as his. It’s about him taking control and enjoying the feeling of having that kind of influence over you.
• Dacryphilia - Jeno is deeply turned on by seeing you in a vulnerable state, particularly when you’re overwhelmed to the point of tears. The emotional intensity of the moment makes him crave you even more, and he feels a sense of pride in being able to push you to that point, all while ensuring you’re safe and cared for in the aftermath.
• Size kink - Jeno loves the way you react to his size. He can’t get enough of the way your body responds to him being bigger and stronger, whether it’s the way you squirm or the way you beg for more. The power dynamic his size creates is something that drives him wild, making him want to push the boundaries even further.
• Cunnilingus - Haechan loves pleasuring you with his mouth. The way he makes you squirm under his touch, using his tongue and lips to bring you to the brink of pleasure drives him crazy. He takes his time, savoring every moment of making you come undone. The way you react to his attention between your legs is a huge turn-on for him.
• Face fucking - Haechan loves the feeling of his cock in your mouth. He likes to take control, making you suck him deep and hard. His voice gets rough when he’s in the moment, the sound of him groaning only adding to the intensity. He’ll push you to your limits, encouraging you with dirty words to take it all, knowing it turns you on as much as it does him.
• Voice kink - Both Haechan and you are addicted to each other’s voices. The way he whispers dirty things in your ear or growls your name when he’s close to climax makes you shiver. You love hearing his breath hitch and the way his voice cracks when he’s getting lost in pleasure. When he speaks softly or commands you with that teasing tone, it sends chills down your spine. His voice is your weakness, and he knows exactly how to use it to drive you crazy.
• Creampie - Haechan loves filling you up. The idea of cumming deep inside you is a huge turn-on, and he gets more excited every time he sees the evidence of his pleasure inside you. He’s not shy about showing how much he wants you, and he makes it clear that he’s not holding back when it’s his turn to release.
• Orgasm Denial – Jaemin loves having control over your pleasure. He’ll tease you for hours, bringing you to the edge but never letting you climax. The way you beg for release only excites him more. He enjoys making you wait, the frustration building until you can’t take it anymore. His control over your pleasure is a huge turn-on for him, and he loves to watch you squirm.
• Muscle Kink – Jaemin works hard for his body, and he loves when you admire it. Whether it’s you running your hands over his abs, gripping onto his biceps as he holds you up effortlessly, or just the way you moan about how strong he is—he eats it up. He’ll flex for you, make you feel just how easily he can handle you, and smirk when he sees how much it turns you on.
• Love Making – While Jaemin enjoys rougher moments, he also has a deeply passionate side. He loves slow, sensual sessions where he can worship every inch of you, taking his time to make sure you feel every bit of his love. He’ll whisper sweet nothings in your ear, kiss you like you’re his whole world, and hold you close the entire time. It’s not just about pleasure for him—it’s about connection.
• Praise Kink – Jaemin is always telling you how good you are for him. He loves seeing the way you react when he praises you, whispering sweet affirmations about how perfect you feel, how beautiful you look, and how much he loves making you feel good. He wants you to know just how much he adores every single part of you, and he won’t stop reminding you.
• Public Sex – Chenle thrives on the thrill of getting caught, loving the way it heightens the tension and makes every touch feel more electrifying. He enjoys teasing you in risky places, whispering in your ear about how easily someone could walk in and see what belongs to him.
• Degradation – He has a sharp tongue and knows exactly how to use it. He loves putting you in your place, calling you names and making you beg just to see how desperate you can get for him. He’s cruel in the best way, making you feel embarrassed yet so turned on by his harsh words.
• Marking – Chenle makes sure everyone knows you’re his. Hickeys, bite marks, scratches—he loves leaving proof of what he’s done to you. If they fade too quickly, he’ll just have to do it all over again, reminding you exactly who you belong to.
• Hair Pulling – There’s something about the way you react when he tugs on your hair that drives him crazy. Whether he’s guiding your movements or just pulling for the sake of control, he loves the sharp gasp it earns from you and how it makes you even more obedient for him.
• Choking - Jisung’s love for choking goes beyond just power; it’s about the control he exerts over you in those vulnerable moments. The feeling of your pulse beneath his fingers as you struggle to breathe, mixed with the sensation of being completely under his command, is something he finds intoxicating. There’s a dangerous thrill in seeing you completely at his mercy, and knowing that every part of you is completely dependent on him. The intimacy in this act is raw, and he thrives on the way it makes both of you feel alive and connected on a deeper level.
• Squirting - For Jisung, there’s nothing more exhilarating than the sight of you losing control. Squirting is an intense experience for both of you, but it’s the way it happens that drives him crazy. He loves the rawness of it — the desperation and pleasure mixed together as he brings you to that point. The feeling of you trembling, your body betraying you in the best way possible, fuels his need to keep pushing your limits. Every time you squirt, he knows it’s because of him, and that power is something he can’t get enough of.
• Breeding - There’s something about the thought of marking you in the most intimate way that excites Jisung. For him, breeding isn’t just about the physical act — it’s about the connection, the sense of ownership, and the deep bond that’s formed in that moment. The idea of leaving his mark on you, knowing you’re completely his, fills him with a sense of pride and satisfaction. It’s a raw expression of dominance and affection, all rolled into one, and he’s completely captivated by how it makes you feel — cherished, desired, and completely claimed.
• Brat Tamer - Jisung loves the challenge of taming you when you’re being bratty. It’s not that he enjoys being bossed around — quite the opposite, actually. But when you test his limits or get a little cheeky, it sparks something inside him. He loves the chase, and the way you push his buttons only makes him want to control you more. He’ll tease, push your boundaries, and make you regret every sassy word or look, but all in a way that makes you crave more. There’s something irresistible about bringing you to the brink of submission, reminding you who’s in charge, and making you feel just how badly you need him to take control.
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Taglist: @dinosaurtoothbrushwithninjasauce
MDNI, 18+
SUMMARY | you and haechan have a love for drama, so when things start feeling too predictable, you both devise a plan to keep the spark alive. but as real emotions creep in, you start wondering if you’ve taken it too far.
PAIRING | boyfriend!haechan x afab!reader
CONTENT | smut with no plot, mean girl reader, billionaire haechan, some degrading insults, haechan is a loser for reader, dirty talk, fingering, oral (f & m receiving), nipple play, unprotected sex, creampie, fluff! honestly just reader getting lowk insecure and haechan getting mad that she thinks he wud replace her when he's so sickeningly in love with her
WORDS | 3.9k
A/N | inspired by blaire and chuck from gossip girl !!! not totally but kinda.
Pairing : Lee Mark x f!Reader
Description : Mark is too horny, and he uses you non stop
Warnings : sex,sex and sex.
“you’re gonna lose it as soon as I put my cock in your pussy” Mark sneers, gripping the plush of your thighs and scooting you closer to his stiff, bare cock. your hands find homage on his shoulders, as he grabs a handful of your ass lifting you on his length. he doesn’t realize the heat cascading from your cunt, your folds brushing across his cockhead, “fuck.” He whispers. His fingers bleed into your thighs, eager hips bouncing subconsciously on his cock—sliding down till your flush against his lap. “jesus fucking christ angel.. didn’t know you were such an eager little thing.” You blush, and he smirks.
beg for mercy | Haechan likes to have fun with you...
nsfw content. mdni | wc: 499
warnings: soft dom haechan, dirty talking, degradation
Haechan chuckles, squeezing your ass playfully.
“I like your style, you get straight to the good stuff.” He leans in and captures your lips in a scorching kiss. “You always know how to set the mood.”
He whimpers softly as you settle into his lap, his hands immediately running over your curves, mapping every inch of exposed skin. His fingers trail down your thighs, inching closer to the hot center between your legs as he devours you with his mouth.
Haechan's touch is electric, igniting a fire within your nerves with a painful yearning. He kisses a path along your neck, leaving a trail of hot breath against your skin as he growls huskily
“Feel that, babe? You’re already dripping for me.” “Such a greedy little slut, aren’t you?”
His hips rise up to meet yours, the rigid length of his cock rubbing against your slick folds through his clothes. A low growl rumbles in his chest, the promise of what’s to come hangs the air, a heady mix of desire and desperation.
"Room?" You asked timidly. A mischievous grin spreads across his face as you ask him to move to his room, a hungry glint in his eyes as he nods, perfectly understanding your desires. With a strong arm wrapped around your waist, he lifts you effortlessly and strides purposefully towards his bedroom, never breaking eye contact. "At your service, my lady." He murmurs the words in a low, provocative tone that sends shivers down your spine.
“I live to serve you and give you pleasure…” Once they reach the bedroom, Haechan gently lays you down onto the plush mattress, his hands still boldly roaming over your curves as he hovers over you. “Now then… let’s get started with this naughty little fantasy, shall we?” “I’m more than happy to obey your every whim in bed.”
His voice drips with sensual promises, a mischievous glint shining in his eyes revealing just how much he enjoys delights your every depraved desire.
Haechan’s lips follow the soft curves of your skin, his hot breath and teasing bites leaving trails of tingling pleasure in their wake. He takes his time, giving attention to sensitive spots determined to bring you to the edge of ecstasy step by sensual step. “Oh, I can feel your desire…”
He murmurs against your inner thigh, his words a dark, raspy growl. “You want me to worship every inch of you, don’t you?” “Show you the depth of my devotion to your body?” With his free hand, he runs his fingers down your stomach, circling your nipples before dipping lower to gather the essence that oozes from your center.
"Because I'm going to take my time, my sweet slut. Every lick, every caress, every deep thrust will be deliberate and calculated, crafted with the sole purpose of inducing the most intense, overwhelming ecstasy. You will beg for release, you will beg for mercy... but I will only give it to you when I deem you've earned it."
🎧 friends . chase atlantic
✩ haechan x reader
• 18+ mdni!
• word count! 2.7k
oneshot, nonidol!haechan, afab!reader, bsf!haechan, softdom!haechan, sub!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, cumming inside, begging, haechan is a bit desperate, friends to lovers, they’re both a bit stupid, love confessions, lots of kissing, smut, fluff, use of petnames (baby)
synopsis . seeing your disappointment from yet another failed date, haechan swears he can do better than any of those other guys you’ve been going out with.
likes, reblogs, comments are appreciated!
i apologize if there's any mistakes, this isn't proof read and english isn't my first language. please bare with me!! enjoy! ><
[ req? yes / no ]
𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ──────── haechan was telling the truth when he said he wasn’t above begging
( 対 ) lee donghyuck + fem. reader wc. 0.7k genre smut · contains! sub!haechan , handjobs , crying kink , unprotected sex mature content. / back to library
𝕼 ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𓈒 yeni’s note .ᐟ based off of this video … it did something to me 🫠 …
hi hi hi can you plz do mean dom haechan, like evil as fuck saying the nastiest shit and giving you no say in anything while he fully takes advantage of you
content warnings mean dom!haechan, noncon, dollification, public sex, cockwarming, fingering, pet names (doll), exhibitionism, he is controlling and sort of (very) terrible
don’t like it? don’t read it!
to outsiders, it seemed cute how much haechan doted on you and called you pretty names like doll. and at first, you thought so too. it was adorable to you that your boyfriend wanted to help you pick out your clothes, suggesting ways to wear your hair and makeup, how he’d say you’re his pretty little doll.
but somewhere along the way, that developed into something a bit…more.
you aren’t exactly sure when it changed, but his behavior became a little less doting and a little more controlling in private. every time you were to go out, haechan would need to approve your outfit, if not pick it out himself. it didn’t matter how you felt about it, if he wanted you to wear it, you were going to wear it. he needed to have the final say in everything, all the way down to the under garments you wore.
to everyone else, doll was a cute petname to have as his girlfriend. to you, you knew that it was the truth.
haechan saw you as his doll, his little plaything. he could dress you up however he wanted and you’d do as he says. and when he’s feeling particularly sinister, he could touch you whenever and wherever.
more often than not, he’d have you dressed up in a cute little dress or a skirt that he can easily slip his hand underneath. and it’s no use in fighting him, because you know he’ll always have the upper hand. so you just let him. he’d slip his fingers beneath your skirt, into your panties while sitting at a dinner table with your friends. he’d whisper in your ear about how you belong to him, he can touch you whenever he wants and how your sweet little pussy is always so warm and tight for him. he’d tell you not to moan—“don’t get us caught,” he’d tell you. “fuck toys aren’t supposed to make noise.”
and sometimes, he’d love to have you in his lap. your pretty little dress would conceal the way his cock is buried deep in your pussy. “fuck, tight little cunt squeezing my cock so much, doll. you like that?”
you didn’t dare move. dolls don’t move. dolls are pliant, still, letting their owners control them. so you would sit there, looking at all of the oblivious faces of your friends and strangers in the bar, completely unaware of the way haechan was bouncing his legs just right in order to move you on his cock in a way that doesn’t raise any suspicions.
even as he grinds you down on his cock with purpose, cumming deep inside your dollcunt, you don’t say or do anything. you know that in the end, he’d do what he wanted anyway. you are his doll, his plaything, his fuck toy, and he makes sure that you know your place. whether it’s by actions or words, he always makes sure to remind you that you belong to him.
need nerd haechan that tries to take his glasses off during sex but the reader wants them on and he keeps pushing them up (nerd! haechan)
haechan is a mess, and it’s driving you crazy.
he’s above you, flushed from the heat between your bodies, his breath uneven as he tries (fails) to keep up with you. his glasses keep slipping, fogging slightly from how close you are, and every few seconds he has to push them up with a frustrated little huff.
“i should—fuck—take them off,” he pants, trying to lift a hand, but you stop him immediately, gripping his wrist.
“no.”
his eyes widen behind his lenses, his lips parting. “w-what—?”
“i want them on.” you tighten your hold on his wrist, keeping him from reaching for them. “they make you look hot.”
his breath stutters and his whole body goes tense like you just said the most illegal thing in existence. “that—that’s—” he lets out a strangled little sound when you roll your hips against him, his lashes fluttering. “oh my god.”
“see?” you tease, dragging your nails lightly over his skin. “sexy.”
his ears are bright red, his brain clearly malfunctioning as he swallows hard. “but they keep moving—”
“then keep pushing them up.” you lean in, lips brushing against his jaw, relishing the way he shivers.
he makes a pathetic little whimper before letting his forehead drop to your shoulder, his glasses slipping again. desperate, he tries to shove them back up, his movements clumsy, his other hand gripping your hip like a lifeline.
“this is so unfair,” he whines, voice shaking.
you grin, pulling him back up so you can look at him properly. his glasses are askew, his pupils blown wide, his bottom lip pink from how hard he’s been biting it.
“you like it,” you whisper, dragging your fingers along his spine.
“n-no—”
but he does. you can feel it in the way his body reacts to you, in the way his glasses keep slipping down, making him push them up again, each time more frantic, more desperate.
you shift beneath him, rolling your hips just right, and his breath catches, glasses nearly slipping off entirely.
“fuck,” he groans, quickly shoving them back into place, his fingers shaking.
you smirk, running your tongue over your bottom lip. “you’re so cute when you’re flustered.”
he glares at you, completely fucked out and blushing. “i hate you.”
“no, you don’t.” you tug him down, lips brushing against his.
his glasses slip one last time, and this time, when he shoves them up, he does it with a low, frustrated groan—before finally giving in to you, letting himself fall apart in your hands.
MIRRORS. ⇝ LEE DONGHYUCK
synopsis. in which haechan fucks you in the mirror.
pairing. bf!haechan x fem!reader
warnings. dom!haechan, swearing, p in v, creampie, fluff (?).
“just like that baby, keep your eyes on me.” haechan cooed softly as he kept fucking into you from behind.
haechan had you bent over with your hands on the mirror as he made you watch him ruin you.
your legs were shaking as he already gave you two orgasms prior to bending you over. you had hair stuck to your face along with mascara running down your cheeks.
haechan's movements were relentless, driving you closer to another climax as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. his voice was low and husky with desire.
the sensation of being taken from behind, with haechan's eyes locked on yours in the mirror had you wild.
your mouth was slightly ajar a soft gasp escaping your lips as haechan's pace quickened. his fingers dug deeper into your skin, holding you up as he pounded into you.
Riding haechan after concert when he's all hot and sweaty (+ kissing his moles)
haechan x reader. smut drabble.
leaned back in his chair, haechan took in your exposed body as you took over his lap. placing his hands on your hips, he guided you as you rolled your hips over him, his eyes glossed over as he watched your fucked expression.
Mark held your waist as you both passionately made out after he came back from work all exhausted, his hands moving around your body as he only scooted you closer towards him. He deepened the kiss by moving his hand to the back of your neck, pushing it closer towards him as all you could do was tug on his shirt and let out small whimpers. Mark let out a groan in the kiss as he felt you bite down on his bottom lip, shoving your tongue inside his mouth while he grabbed both of your hips and started to buck them up, creating friction between your shorts and his jeans.
You let out a quiet moan in the kiss as your legs spread wider, letting him take control as you continued to kiss him, feeling Mark pin your waist down onto his harden bulge and started bucking his hips up roughly. He pulled away from the kiss as he threw his head back and bit down on his lip, looking at you through hooded eyes as he saw you throw your head onto his neck and grip onto his shirt. “Fuck..feels good baby?” he whispered out in a breathy tone as you nodded, whimpering in his ear while you tried to match his thrusts.
That driving Mark crazy as he whined, pulling you off to push his pants down as he took off your shorts, leaving you both in your underwear before he started bucking his hips up again. Leading you both to moan out loudly, you gripped onto his shoulders as you moaned in his ear, Mark holding your waist down as his hips moved on their own, he leaned into your ear as he rubbed his harden cock on your wet panties. “so g-good..god I can feel you through my boxers, got you soaked huh?” He let out a low chuckle at the end as he continued his brutal humping.
can you tell i love dry humping 😖…
i dont even gaf anymore i need haechan to take advantage of me so mf bad 😭😭 i just know he would be rough as fuck too and leave me there afterwards like im nothing I NEEEEEDDD THAAATTTT
oh, girl... how fucking insane
18+ mdni.
warning: noncon
his hand around your neck, your panties stuffed in your mouth to muffled down your cries that he finds oh so annoying, fucking you right there on the floor. haechan just wants his release, and he will have it.
boyfriend!haechan x reader, cock warming, somnophilia, dubcon, creampie, unprotected sex (no no), sex under the influence of alcohol, haechan is a bit selfish and begs.
MDNI!
W/c- 1.4k
a/n- I had to… happy vday y’all, mwah!
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You and Haechan had decided to stay in on a Friday night, both too exhausted from the week to do anything else. A movie and a few drinks seemed like the perfect way to unwind—except for one small problem.
Alcohol affected the two of you in completely different ways.
