LOOSE 𓂃 𓈒 ࣪ LHS.
resumé. heeseung getting you to let loose, making you let him take care of you.
! [slight dacryphilia, reader is ovulating, pet names, maybe a creampie idk :p, fingering, not proofread]
lala’s note. this is a thought that i have daily.. also ser’s idea. but i can’t write so this lowkey sucked butt.
rebirth | s.jy
sinopsis | after years of fighting and growing apart, your relationship with jake is hanging by a thread. you’ve tried to fix things, but it’s always been one step forward, two steps back. what you’d didn’t expect was that having a baby could be the thing that gives you a real chance at starting over.
paring | boyfriend! jake x fem! reader
content warning | smut (mdni) + reconciliation + angst + fluff if you squint + unprotected sex + swearing + pregnancy mention
the car was dead silent. you sat there, seething, arms crossed tightly across your chest, staring out the window as the city blurred by. the same damn argument again. you could feel the heat of anger still crawling through your veins.
시놉시스 ┆ tasm!𝙟ake, ─────⠀f!reader 𓂅 𝑤.𝑐: +4.5k ꒰ ⌗ fluff, angst and an attempt of crack ꒱ ↷⠀ ℰditoral ! 𓂂
It was one of those days where everything seemed to conspire against you; you knew it was going to be a rough day since you actually fell off the bed when your fifth alarm sounded, alerting you that you were going to be late. You watched your left wrist as you trudged through the bustling streets of New York City, sighing in relief as you noticed you still had time to arrive just in time.
— in which jake and jay capture the most beautiful, fucked-out masterpiece on film.
warning: explicit content (smut), threesome (rough dom jay, soft dom jake, sub reader), blowjob, deep throating, facial, unprotected sex, multiple sex position, hentai like expressions, picture taking, some mxm scene (don't like? don't read), double vaginal penetration, straight up porn. MDNI.
note: this is rotting in my drafts, i really need to clean since my storage are full (128 gb is not enough for my fucking files lol)
"I can't believe you spent a hundred dollars on a Polaroid camera."
You huffed, arms crossed as you stared at Jake, who was grinning ear to ear while unboxing his parcel. Across the room, Jay chuckled, his fingers absentmindedly adjusting the tuning pegs on his guitar.
Jake barely acknowledged your complaint, too absorbed in peeling away the tape and lifting the lid of the box. His eyes practically sparkled as he gently pulled out the camera, running his fingers over its smooth surface.
💌 Synopsis: Jongseong is a prince—refined, disciplined, and expected to marry a woman of his father’s choosing. You, on the other hand, are just a college student struggling to keep up with rent—until a team of royal advisors shows up on your doorstep and tells you that you’re the lost princess of Genovia. But royal life isn’t a fairytale, and duty doesn’t care about love. Because when the clock strikes midnight on the constitutional deadline, you’ll have to choose: your country or your heart. “If I were just Jay, not a prince, would you still choose me?”
cw: SMUT but lots of fluff, smut on a piano, smut in a library, smut on a chaise, lots of fluff barely any angst the reader is in distress cuz of this whole princess thing.
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Your alarm blares for the third time, and you finally surrender to consciousness, throwing your arm out to silence the offending device. Another Monday. Another week of classes, part-time work, and trying to stretch your student budget until the next paycheck. Nothing special.
The apartment you share with your roommate isn't much—a cramped two-bedroom with perpetually spotty WiFi and a temperamental shower—but it's home. At least for now.
"Late night?" Your roommate smirks over her coffee mug as you stumble into the kitchen, hair still wrapped in a towel.
"Research paper," you groan, reaching for the coffee pot. "Professor Kim is trying to kill us all before midterms."
You're pouring cereal when a sharp knock at the door makes you jump, spilling Cheerios across the counter.
"You expecting someone?" your roommate asks, already heading to answer it.
You aren't. It's 8:37 AM on a Monday. Nobody visits at 8:37 AM on a Monday.
When your roommate opens the door, the hallway seems suddenly filled with people. Men in dark suits. A woman with an impossibly tight bun. All of them standing with perfect posture, like they've collectively swallowed broomsticks.
"May we come in?" It's not really a question. The woman steps forward, eyes scanning your apartment with barely concealed judgment. "We're looking for Y/N L/N."
Your roommate points at you wordlessly, backing away as the entourage enters.
"Ms. L/N," the woman says, her accent crisp and foreign. "I am Charlotte Martell, private secretary to Her Majesty Queen Clarisse Renaldi of Genovia."
PAWS & PROMISES ᰔ sim jaeyun .ᐟ
ᯓ★ pairing : college!Jake x fem!reader / fluff , teasing , Jake doesn't have a dog , soft , first date ᝰ.ᐟ
9.9O6 ｡ when Jake, a college student, stumbles into an animal shelter to escape boredom, he unexpectedly finds not just a passion for volunteering, but a deep connection with you.
feedbacks ୨୧ reblogs / 사랑 ♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅
You’re wiping down a row of kennels, the soft clinks of your cleaning supplies filling the quiet room. The shelter is peaceful today, save for the occasional shuffle of paws against the floor or the faint mew of a kitten in the back. It’s a typical Tuesday, but today something feels a little different. You don’t know why yet, but as you finish up with the last kennel and move to the next one, a light breeze drifts in through the cracked window, and you catch a glimpse of a figure passing by outside.
A guy, probably in his early twenties, strolling leisurely down the street. He’s wearing a simple hoodie, dark jeans, and some worn sneakers, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. Nothing too remarkable about his outfit, but there’s something about the way he walks—easy, confident, like he’s got nowhere to be, no rush at all. And then, like a switch, you see it. He stops. Looks up at the shelter. Then he hesitates.
That hesitation doesn’t last long. He’s already making his way towards the door, pushing it open and stepping inside.
You look up as he enters, offering a quick, friendly smile. "Hi! Can I help you with something?"
He freezes at the sound of your voice, clearly caught off guard. For a moment, he looks like he's considering an escape route, but something in the air keeps him rooted to the spot. He scratches the back of his neck nervously, then glances around the shelter. "Uh, yeah, I was just, uh, walking by, and I saw the sign..."
He trails off, his words coming a little awkwardly, and it only makes him seem more endearing. He shifts on his feet, finally meeting your gaze. "I... I love animals. I thought I’d stop by."
💌 synopsis!: Jake Sim has always been your best friend.
Until the Ministry forced you into a mandatory marriage law, and suddenly, he’s not just your best friend—he’s your husband that you've secretly been in love with for years.
You’re determined to keep things strictly business. You both agree: this is just a contract. Nothing more. Just physical!
But when every glance lingers too long, when his touch starts to feel too good, when the lines between pretending and wanting blur into something unrecognizable—
What happens when you stop fighting it?
💌 word count!: 25.5K total
💌 content warnings! (MDNI 18+): Friends with benefits (but feelings hit fast and hard), Explicit smut (detailed, emotional, toe-curling), So much tension it physically hurts, Mutual denial, so much longing, Jake pretending this is just casual (he’s lying), Soft-dom!Jake (possessive, needy, a little rough), The “this changes nothing” lie they both tell themselves, unrequited feelings, SO MUCH ANGST! but fluff! but fluff! jake and reader are animal parentsssssss.
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The door clicks shut behind Jake, and the air changes.
You’ve been in this room before, but never like this. Never with your skin buzzing, your mouth dry, and your heart punching against your ribs like it’s trying to warn you.
Jake’s eyes meet yours.
Neither of you moves.
Then he mutters, “Still sure?”
You nod, even though your throat feels like it’s closing.
His jaw ticks once before he crosses the room in three steps and kisses you—like he’s daring you to regret it.
It’s not soft.
It’s not shy.
It’s the kind of kiss that drags a sound out of you, sharp and shocked, because you weren’t ready for him to taste that hungry. His hands find your waist, your back, your face, like he doesn’t know where to touch first, and his mouth opens against yours as if he’s been waiting to do this for years.
nightwing!Riki x catwoman!reader - purrrreee porn lol
cw: this is probably too filthy for a few ppl, there is ass splay, not penetration but quite a bit, a lot of spit, a lot of leather. so proceed with caution but this is quite good wank material im ngl tried and tested lol
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Gotham City pulsed beneath you like a living, breathing beast. Neon lights flickered against rain-slick rooftops, the streets below teeming with life despite the late hour. But up here, on the rooftops, it was just you—sleek, silent, and untouchable.
Your catsuit was painted onto your curves, the black leather stretching taut over every dip and arch of your body. The fabric gleamed under the pale moonlight, hugging you like a second skin, molded to perfection. A high collar framed your throat, the zipper teasingly half-drawn down your chest, exposing just enough to keep wandering eyes entertained. Your mask fit seamlessly over your face, leaving your lips painted in a deep, sultry red—the only burst of color against the shadow you had become.
And then, of course, there was the tail.
heeseung x f!reader x jake - double standard
cw: double penetration, threesome, no actual contact between the boys, anal, rimming, slut behaviour degradation. Eiffel Tower, spit
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“Look at her,” Jake mutters, voice low and wrecked. “She’s smiling.”
Heeseung snorts behind you, his grip locked tight on your hips. “Of course she is. She’s getting everything she wants.”
Porn Star Material!Sunghoon x f!Reader - when the faces sunghoon makes during sex are like watching a porno in 4K and he doesnt even know it ENHA HARD HOURS MDNI 18+ part 2 here
Sunghoon doesn’t fucking realize.
He doesn’t realize that when his jaw clenches tight, when his tongue flicks out to wet his swollen lips, when his lashes flutter as he groans through gritted teeth—he looks like a full-blown pornstar.
You drip just by watching him.
His hips snap into you, skin slapping wet and filthy, his breath ragged, desperate, shaking as he holds you open for him. His brows knit together, his lips part on a breathy gasp, eyes locked on yours, blown and dazed.
“Fuck, baby—” His voice trembles, head tilting back, exposing his throat, his flushed, sweat-dampened skin, the sharp line of his jaw flexing.
You dig your nails into his back, dragging them down slow, deep, watching the way his body shudders from the burn.
“God, Hoon, you look so fucking good when you fuck me.”
His jaw tightens even more, breath coming out in a shaky exhale.
“What?” he asks, voice raw, hoarse.
You laugh breathlessly, half delirious from how fucking wrecked he looks. “You don’t even fucking know, do you? How you look when you fuck me like this?”
His brows twitch together, his tongue peeking out to wet his lips again, his hips stuttering, losing rhythm just slightly.
“I—fuck—” His eyes squeeze shut for half a second before snapping back open, locking onto yours.
You smirk, dragging your fingers up his chest, curling around his throat, not squeezing, just feeling the way his breath hitches.
“You look like a fucking pornstar, baby.”
A sharp inhale. A violent shudder. His hands tighten around your thighs, his grip brutal, bruising.
“You sound like one too, you know that?” you taunt, voice dripping with amusement, with hunger. “Every time you moan, every time you gasp, every time you—fuck—look at me like that.”
His eyes flicker, darkening, body locking up.
“Shut the fuck up,” he breathes, voice shaking.
You laugh, rolling your hips up to meet his thrusts, watching the way his mouth falls open—so fucking pretty, so fucking obscene.
“I bet you’d cum just watching yourself, baby.”
Sunghoon groans, the sound pure sin, his head tipping back, his jaw going slack.
“You’d love it, wouldn’t you? Watching yourself ruin me? Seeing how fucking hot you look while you fill me up?”
His hips stutter, his breath catches, his lashes flutter so fucking prettily it makes your stomach clench.
His mouth falls open even more, his head dropping, his tongue licking over his bottom lip, dazed and desperate.
“Oh my fucking god—” he gasps, voice breaking, face completely falling apart.
His fingers clench tighter around your thighs, his cock pulsing, his brows furrowed in that perfect, ruined way—like he’s about to fucking cry from how deeply he’s unraveling.
You drag him closer, letting his wrecked moan spill into your mouth, letting him drown in it.
“That’s it, baby.” Your voice is pure filth, breathy and teasing, hot against his lips. “Cum for me—show me that pretty fucking face cum in my tight pussy.”
Sunghoon shatters.
His body locks up, his head snaps back, his lips fall open wider, his brows furrowing so tight it looks like he’s in pain.
When he slams into you one last time, his face goes completely blank for a second—pure, white-hot pleasure stealing every thought from his mind.
A wrecked gasp, a shuddering, choked moan, his eyes rolling back before they snap open again, locking onto yours.
He groans, low, drawn-out, shaking, hips jerking as he spills inside you, his fingers digging into your skin like he’ll never let you go.
You grin, pressing lazy kisses to his flushed cheek.
“Told you, baby.” You drag your nails over his scalp, feeling the way his body shivers against yours. “If you saw yourself, you’d fucking cum on the spot.”
Sunghoon groans into your neck, completely wrecked, completely blissed out, completely unaware of just how much you mean it.
💌 synopsis!: Jake Sim has always been your best friend.
Until the Ministry forced you into a mandatory marriage law, and suddenly, he’s not just your best friend—he’s your husband that you've secretly been in love with for years.
You’re determined to keep things strictly business. You both agree: this is just a contract. Nothing more. Just physical!
But when every glance lingers too long, when his touch starts to feel too good, when the lines between pretending and wanting blur into something unrecognizable—
What happens when you stop fighting it?
💌 word count!: 25.5K total
💌 release date!: Tuesday, 25th March (Part 2)
💌 content warnings! (MDNI 18+): Friends with benefits (but feelings hit fast and hard), Explicit smut (detailed, emotional, toe-curling), So much tension it physically hurts, Mutual denial, so much longing, Jake pretending this is just casual (he’s lying), Soft-dom!Jake (possessive, needy, a little rough), The “this changes nothing” lie they both tell themselves, unrequited feelings, SO MUCH ANGST! but fluff! but fluff! jake and reader are animal parentsssssss.
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The owl came at dawn.
You woke to the sharp tap, tap, tap against your window, the early morning light bleeding through your curtains. Sleep still clung to your body, but the incessant tapping forced you upright, rubbing the remnants of last night's exhaustion from your eyes.
For a moment, you hesitated. Everyone in the wizarding world knew what those Ministry owls meant these days. For months, whispers had traveled through the halls of the Ministry, through the tables at the Leaky Cauldron, through hushed conversations among friends. The Magical Unity Act—the marriage law that would pair off eligible witches and wizards "for the greater magical good."
You had hoped, perhaps naively, that you would somehow be exempt.
→ posits that actions often have unforeseen and unanticipated effects, which may be positive, negative, or neutral, that are not part of the actor's original intent. PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3
nine.
jake wasn't sure when he started noticing the small things.
it wasn't dramatic. it wasn't some grand realization, some epiphany that crashed into him like a runaway train. no, it was more like a slow leak in the ceiling – subtle at first, barely noticeable, until one day, he looked up and realized the whole thing was caving in.
you were still there. still at your desk. still doing your job. but something had changed.
for one, you no longer lingered.
bsfs brother!Heeseung x f!reader - when you ask him to teach you how to masturbate. (pure porn with plot. MDNI 18+, explicit, masturbation, cunnilingus, phone sex, ANGST, fluff too so its fine.) “If she’s not cumming, she’s not listening to her pussy.” “And if she won’t listen…” “I’ll make her.”
You’ve always had a hate-hate relationship with masturbation.
Not the “haha I don’t know what I’m doing” kind. Not the shy, innocent kind. The kind where you tried, over and over again, and every time it ended in that same aching, pathetic way—panties soaked, fingers numb, pussy throbbing, and absolutely nothing to show for it.
No finish. No orgasm. Not even a fucking twitch of satisfaction.
You rubbed and rubbed, like everyone said to. You found your clit. You circled it. Pressed it. Flicked it. Tried soft and slow, then fast and desperate. Tried with spit, with lotion, with fucking coconut oil once. But nothing ever felt right. Just this frustrating hum of almost. Like your body was teetering on the edge of something big and just… refused to jump.
You’d end up sore. Agitated. Your legs would shake, but not the good kind. Your pussy would swell, throbbing like she was mocking you for trying.
enhypen x f!reader - breeding kink + overstim
ENHA HARD HOURS 18+ MDNI okay so there is cockwarming, belly bulging, lots of dirty talk, and a bit of a lactation kink in sunghoons one and a daddy kink in jakes i think maybe sunghoon and jungwon take the cake for making me drip on this one honestly idek what i was thinking writing this one it was brain empty hands typing.
𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠
Heeseung has been on edge all fucking evening.
It starts at dinner—his eyes glued to you the entire time, watching the way your sundress flutters around your thighs, the way you shift in your seat, completely oblivious to how wrecked he already is.
Then at home—the way you walk around the apartment, still wearing that same pretty little dress, still teasing him without even trying.
And now?
Now, you’re bent over to pick something up off the floor, the hem of your sundress lifting just enough to reveal a teasing glimpse of soft, bare skin.
And Heeseung snaps.
His hands are on you before you even realize he’s moved—gripping your hips, grinding his cock against your ass, letting out a deep, breathy groan that’s been building inside him all fucking day.
summary: park jongseong has one regret and he's spent his entire life atoning for the pain he caused you. when you walk into office under the premise of working together, he's only got one shot to make things right before it's too late.
notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PARK JONGSEONG <3 33.7k words worth of things i want to say to him. also i'm mad that tumblr caps off at 1000 blocks and i had to change the ending...forgive me.
genre: lawyer au
warnings: nsfw and typos, probably. also the surname "kim" has importance. :)
p.s. this banner was made by the lovely and talented @alvojake, love u!!
pairing: Ceo!Sunghoon x Secretary!Reader
summary: When CEO Park Sunghoon needs a date for his friend’s wedding, he unexpectedly asks you—his dedicated secretary—to accompany him on a three-day trip. What starts as a professional arrangement quickly shifts into something more as unforeseen circumstances bring you closer together.
word count: 3.8k
Sunghoon Park was a man of routine. Everything in his life was carefully structured—work came first, emotions were secondary, and personal entanglements were unnecessary distractions.
As his secretary, you had long accepted that he was a machine in human form.
Efficient. Cold. Untouchable.
So when he asked you to be his date for a three-day wedding trip, you were… stunned.
