﹙+18﹚ boyfriend!jisung, who takes his time worshipping you, preparing you so thoroughly for the first time. his lips trace a path down your body, his breath warm against your skin before he finally settles between your thighs. the first flick of his tongue has you gasping, and he only deepens his devotion—lapping at you, teasing, tasting, his tongue dipping inside, stroking, coaxing you to unravel for him. he doesn’t stop until he feels you trembling, your release spilling over his lips, making you glisten just for him.

then, with dark eyes and a sinful smirk, he presses a finger inside—slow, deliberate—watching the way your body yields to him. your soft whimpers are his undoing, and when you beg for more, he gives it to you. one finger becomes two, then three, stretching you open, his hand slick with your arousal, the wet sounds mingling with your breathless moans. he watches, mesmerized, as you arch into his touch, his own desire throbbing painfully between his legs.

and when jisung finally aligns himself with you, his cock flushed and leaking against the condom, tip brushing your entrance, he exhales shakily—because he already knows he’s going to lose himself in you. the moment he pushes inside, inch by inch, stretching you around him, a broken moan escapes your lips, and his resolve shatters. you cling to him, nails digging into his back, body quivering as he fills you completely. he groans at the sight of your teary eyes, the way you struggle to take him, and yet—fuck, you feel so perfect around him.

he knows he won’t last. not with the way you’re squeezing him, not with the sight of his cock making a visible bulge in your belly. he presses a trembling kiss to your temple, murmuring a hushed, “sorry, baby,” before pulling back—only to thrust into you again, deeper this time, desperate, lost in the way you feel, the way you sound, the way you take him so beautifully.

｜ 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𖹭 park jisung the man you are.... guys i'm going insane- seen some pics of mr. andy park and i can't get over it...........

RAVE SWEETHEARTS ━ park jisung

pairing : jisung x fem!reader. genre : fluff, very cliche, rave au ?? warnings : drinking/getting drunk, awkward ji, two idiots obsessed w eo synopsis : usually you would be aggravated about someone spilling their drink on you but you couldn't possibly be mad at him. wc : 3k a/n : EEEK im acc excited to post this bc this randomly came to me from a rave fitspo tiktok so i hope u guys enjoy ^^ as always likes n reblogs are appreciated :))

jisung was so uncomfortable. he was uncomfortable with his outfit, he was uncomfortable with the large crowd of people, and he was uncomfortable by the loud dj set that was currently playing. 

“oh loosen up” chenle glanced his way, rolling his eyes. “dude it’s so hot” jisung complained, the sun shining directly on his shoulders make him even more uneasy. “you’re barely wearing anything, c'mon let’s get some drinks in you and maybe you’ll feel better” chenle grabbed his arm, pulling him in the direction of the overpriced bar. jisung groaned but reluctantly followed him. 

it was supposed to be a soft night—one of those where you and jisung were supposed to cuddle under the blankets, letting the songs from your ‘special sleeping playlist’ lull you to sleep. especially tonight, when he was so clearly exhausted.

but you couldn’t help it.

he’d been gone all day, leaving you alone with nothing but your thoughts. thoughts of how perfectly your body molds into his arms, how his hands feel when they trace over your skin. the way his touch makes you feel so loved, even when it leaves you breathless. the way his long, slender fingers know exactly how to undo you, drawing out pleasure like a melody only he knows how to play.

you couldn’t help but want your boyfriend.

“feels good?” his voice was low, soft like a whisper meant only for you.

you couldn’t find the words, your breath catching in your throat. but you nodded, and that was enough for him.

jisung’s lips curled into a subtle smile, and his fingers never faltered. he watched you closely, drinking in every shaky gasp and whimper, the way you clung to his shirt like he was the only thing keeping you tethered. in many ways, he was. even as he unraveled you, he was your anchor—the one who held you, steady and safe.

his arms surrounded you, one keeping you pressed against him while the other moved beneath the sheets. the slow, deliberate rhythm of his fingers sent waves of warmth crashing through you, and the friction of his palm against your sensitive clit made your body hum with pleasure. every curl of his fingers drew another desperate sound from your lips.

he would be the death of you.

wifed up! p.js

nsfw content. this is so indulgent i can’t even defend myself lol 9-5 hubby ji i adore him so much

9-5 husband! jisung doesn’t know how to tie his own ties, so every morning it becomes routine for him to wait for you to tie his tie for him before he leaves, his hands resting lightly on your hip, his heart racing a little ‘cause jisung still feels the flustered just by being close to you, his cheeks dusted with a little pink at the way you’re biting your lip trying to get his tie knot perfect, and pink fades into a red when your fingers wrap around his tie, tugging him down for a kiss before he leaves for work. one kiss, two kisses, three and he’s about to be running late!

‘back to you’ — series

character profiles | playlist | fic tag | moodboards | wanna see more about this world? check out this → 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐋

synopsis — jeno forces his way into your life, first by pushing into one of your college projects and then refusing to leave. as mark’s best friend, you’ve always hated jeno—arrogant, reckless, and everything mark isn’t. but what starts as reluctant tolerance spirals into a secret affair fueled by lust, obsession, and the thrill of keeping it hidden. as lies and jealousy pile up, your connection becomes a dangerous game that pushes you to confront how far you’re willing to go—and how much you’re willing to lose—for the one person you swore you’d never fall for.

word count - 58k words

synopsis - jeno forces his way into your life, first by pushing into one of your college projects and then refusing to leave. as mark’s best friend, you’ve always hated jeno—arrogant, reckless, and everything mark isn’t. but what starts as reluctant tolerance spirals into a secret affair fueled by lust, obsession, and the thrill of keeping it hidden. as lies and jealousy pile up, your connection becomes a dangerous game that pushes you to confront how far you’re willing to go—and how much you’re willing to lose—for the one person you swore you’d never fall for.

word count — 39k words

synopsis — you can’t stop thinking about that heated night you shared with jeno. the memory clings to you, leaving you on edge, but when you realize you want him too badly to pretend otherwise, you strike a deal with him—opening the door to secret motel stays and late-night dates. the more time you spend wrapped up in each other, the heavier your guilt grows. every move feels risky, especially as you juggle the need for jeno with the need to keep everything hidden.

word count — 58k words

synopsis — jeno has become your eclipse, a quiet, breathtaking phenomenon that darkened everything else and left you transfixed. your nights with jeno turn more electric by the day—heated motel sessions, stolen kisses in empty hallways, and whispered confessions as you lie breathless beside him. the secrecy only fuels the tension, each shared touch brighter and more addictive than the last. but with every secret call or coded text, a sharper guilt settles in your chest. you juggle the thrill of being wanted so deeply with the dread of getting caught—each risky step edging you both toward a moment that could unravel everything. and still, you go back for more.

word count — 65k words

synopsis — a night that was never supposed to mean anything changes everything. what starts as reckless indulgence—karina between you, jeno behind you, the lines blurring too fast—becomes something impossible to ignore. you tell yourself it’s nothing, just a mistake, but the truth is harder to bury. you’re getting too close to him, and the closer you get, the more dangerous it becomes. lies stack on top of each other, deception coils tight around your ribs, and jeno’s own self-destruction threatens to take you down with him. whatever this is, whatever it was becoming, it was never built to last.

part four continuation

word count — 43k words

synopsis — the fallout from the bar backs you and jeno into a corner, forcing everything to unravel faster than you can control. just when the lines blur and restraint shatters, when old habits become impossible to break, you’re forced to confront a demon—but you can’t let him save you. not when the real threat has finally stepped out of the shadows, pulling the strings tighter, making sure there’s only one way this ends, and it’s not with jeno by your side.

12:06

warnings: smut, sex

it was an innocent shower, you shampoo mark’s! hair, he shampoos yours, help you rub your loofah in places you have trouble reaching, only sneaking in a few playful kisses. he wraps you in a towel as you go on to the rest of your shower routine and for a second there you thought your boyfriend had succeeded in keeping his hands to himself.

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 ✦ ❱ HAECHAN X FEM!READER

pairing : flynn rider!haechan (lee donghyuck) x rapunzel!fem!reader

genre : fantasy, romance, angst, humor, slowburn

description : you've been locked in your tower for years now, never seeing beyond what your window offered you. your mother has always told you it's to protect you and your special power. one day, a mysterious traveler stumbles upon the tower in search of a hiding spot and all kinds of escapades ensue.

warnings : use of pet/nick names, swearing, angst, manipulation, arguing, reader is depicted as blonde to fit in with the golden hair story, but nothing else about the reader is specified

status : started on 16.03.2025.

chapters :

chapter one : the tower's secret

chapter two : the lantern's promise

chapter three : coming soon

more chapters tba!

author's note : lowercase is intended. the plot of the tangled movie is not mine! this fanfiction was purely inspired by it. i'm not claiming i came up with it, however the writing is mine! now that that's out of the way, i literally was just listening to my liked playlist on spotify and a song from tangled came on and i thought about haechan for whatever reason (i know the reason, it's because i'm hopelessly in love with him /j) anyways... this is nawt my first ff ever, i have a bunch more, i just never posted any cause i'm really insecure about my writing. guess i'll never know if it's good if i never post anything. alright, i hope whoever reads this enjoys!! if anyone possibly wants to be tagged please either send me a message or comment under!! i'll happily tag you in future chapters! also, the updates may vary on my availability as i work quite a lot. i will try to push out chapters as much as i can, but be mindful that i am writing as i upload, so some chapters may be longer and some may be shorter and some chapters may take a little longer to be completed!

© iluvlennie — 2025 ✦ likes and reblogs are appreciated!!

It's Not So Bad, Is It? | i

business heir!Zhong Chenle x business heir!fem!reader

Genre: arranged marriage au, angst, fluff, eventual smut, non-idol au, series

Word Count: 1.8k words

Description: Who knew being stuck in an arranged marriage would get you here, with Zhong Chenle? It's not so bad, is it? It could always be worse. But with Chenle- it felt like hell.

Warnings: angst (with a good ending), neglect from family, reader and chenle are both emotionally unavailable freaks, swearing, smut, yearning, slow burn,

A/n: this is my first ACTUAL longass fic that isn't a text fic so like.. lmk how I did! no one requested this, this is purely me wanting a chenle arranged marriage fic bc i've read like five and i want more of them so like.. i'm making them. i'll be turning this into a series eventually! i just wanted to get this out of my drafts bc it's been sitting here for so long.

UNEXPECTED COINCIDENCE ⇝ A PARK JISUNG SMAU

pairing. non idol!jisung x fem!reader

synopsis. in which zhong y/n was studying abroad in america for a year. she finally comes back and is eager to see her friends. they take her out for some drinks to celebrate her being back. what will happen when she has a one night stand not knowing what it will bring her or that she hooked up with her brothers best friend?

genre. uni au, ??? to lovers?

warnings. fluff, crack, smut, angst, jisung is shy lol, wannabe protective brother chenle,kys/kms jokes, suggestive jokes. (more to add)

cast. all of nct dream, wooyoung and san from ateez, ningning from aespa, more to add.

disclaimer. this is strictly for fun purposes only. sorry if my uni discriptions are not realistic. don’t pay attention to the time stamps.

status. ongoing.

taglist. open!

| profiles- y/n fanclub | da boyz |

intro.

part one.

part two.

part three.

part four.

more tba...

Jaemsung threesome thoughts |unedited wip/scrap|

asabf/fem reader (she/her used, fem pet names used. i.e “good girl.” “Pretty girl.”)

This fanfiction includes the following: Oral sex f.r, fingering, double penetration(anal+vaginal), overstimulation, humiliation, dirty talk, kissing, nipple play, cursing, and more. IF YOU ARE A MINOR GO AWAY!

A threesome with Jaemin and Jisung was so nerve wrecking, you were shocked that they were even open to the idea of one, but they were both so sure. They’re both so big and strangely mix well when it comes to their style of sex, so you agreed easily.

synopsis: your heart shatters when you find out your husband is cheating on you with another woman. as revenge, you begin a scandalous relationship of your own with the mistress' husband.

word count: 12K+

warnings: cheating, unprotected sex, wall sex, cum eating, fingering, slight exhibitionism, oral (m & f receiving, some questionable actions by characters, softdom!jaemin, big dick jaem

(not proofread)

love, Cookie! | mark lee 🍪

this is a masterlist for all my works from the dad!mark & cookie universe! they can be read as standalone pieces and are not in chronological order, please check the "synopsis" and "contains" sections for each fic for more! 🍪

PAIRING: girl dad!mark x female reader

GENRE: fluff, domesticity, established relationship, suggestive at times

CONTAINS: daughter doesn't have a name, but they call her "Cookie". suggestive at times, mark is a great dad. please check each fic for warnings and more.

MASTERLIST:

milk&honey | fluff, dad!mark, 2.8k

bye bye, daddy | fluff, christmas!au, dad!mark, 2.4k

nativity scam | fluff, christmas!au, dad!mark, 3.5k

in a pickle | fluff, future dad!mark, 2.8k

who's stealing christmas? | fluff, suggestive, christmas!au, dad!mark, 3.0k

the apple of my eye | fluff, dad!mark, 2.4k (NEW)

MORE TO BE ADDED!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: there's another mini series about reader from this universe and dad!mark and their life together before becoming parents, that i've talked about a while ago <3 you can check the masterlist here!

©️ kongjjen 2024 - 2025. all rights reserved. do not copy, translate or repost any of my works.

.⊹˖ᯓ★. ݁₊ love at first like | a mark lee smau

synopsis : falling in love is easy. pretending to be in love? not so much. when a single accidental "like" on your post sends the internet into a frenzy, mark lee-world-famous idol and everyone's favorite golden boy-does the unthinkable: he asks you to fake date him. it’s a simple deal-some hand-holding, a few staged dates, and a contract promising it's all just for show. between late-night calls that last too long, lingering touches that weren't in the script, and the way mark starts looking at you like you're the only person in the room, the lines begin to blur. you don't know if you're pretending anymore.

pairing: idol!mark x composer!reader

genre: romance, fake dating, lil pinch of angst, fluff.

warnings: none i can think of for now. will be mostly written out chapters so.. be prepared.

taglist: open! just comment below to be included or send in an ask!

— started: coming soon

— finished: tba.

chapters :

001 — oops.

002 — pr nightmare.

003 — contracts signed & hearts unprepared.

004 — the soft launch.

more tba!

⠀   ⠀ ── ִֶָ ᡴꪫㅤㅤwhen a guy calls you

mdni. library.

“get rid of him.” jeno had exhausted his patience when the phone rang again. he's been calling all night and it was starting to irritate him. you were lost in the clouds, eyes full of tears and pretty face cortorted with pleasure. holding out the phone to you and staring roughly, his gaze soften when he looks at you through the haze, trying to hold back from thrusting you when you pick up the call and your voice sounds exactly how he wanted it to sound: like you're being fucked hard.

“wanna answer this?” your stomach churns with a shudder as haechan suggests to stop the friction of his length filling you. the sweet, vicious sensation barely gives you anything to think about, and the constant swaying every time he goes in and out stimulates you to the brim. knowing that you won't be able to string words together, you still shake your head and whine a no as your hands awkwardly push him further into you. he laughs shortly, “d'you get that? don't call again.”

“guess you're not cumming soon.” when mark reaches out to your phone, you notice that he's fed up. you see —between your lashes and half-closed eyes— as he leaves the mobile next to the pillow that you've been biting for a long time. he changes the pace for the th time and start to rock in and out torturously slow and hard you almost let out a whimper knowing that the more they call, the more mark is going to drive you into limbo and leave you there if he keeps edging you as a punishment.

“she's busy.” chenle lowers his gaze to you where he caresses your puffy cheek. his face twitches with raw pleasure as he pushes his pelvis in, filling your mouth with his masculinity. a few more thrusts, his mouth opens and your stomach tightens in terror thinking he's going to let out a groan while cumming. his head pulls back as his load imbues your tongue with him just as he sneers, “well, she can't talk right now. see ya.”

“i dare you, pretty.” jaemin buries himself more in you, making you arch when he has clearly seen you take your phone to see who's calling you so much. your fingers instinctively go to his hair when you feel him eating you with tongue and lips. his finger twirl inside while fingering you, enticing whiny moans out of you and your narrowed eyes see him look at you with intense palpable possessiveness, challenging you to answer.

“yes?” your stomach tenses and jisung lets out a curse when you slow down on top of him. he leans back to keep you out of reach while he has a conversation with the person on the other end while his long hand pinches one of your breast before resting on your waist, urging you to keep riding him. he's trying so hard not to moan that it's tempting you to go all the way down on him. “sure thing, ma'am... —” your stomach tightens in fright when you finally realize, making him grin. “i'll give her your message.”

“answer.” renjun holds out the phone and wants you to pick up while he doesn't stop for you to do so. in fact, the movements intensify and further liquefy your mind. you try to restrain yourself enough to sound sane, when the reality is that your voice sounds pasty and shaky by the constant rocking of his thrusts readjusting your guts. and the cruel grin on his face only makes it worse when he obviously notices that clearly, you can't. “go on. talk.”

⎯⎯⎯ ﹙ 엔시티 드림﹚ their kinks .ᐟ ㇹ.

⸝⸝ 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.

𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋 ──── [𝐋.𝐃𝐇] 𓈒  𓈒  𓈒 

( 이동혁 ) ; 𝐟𝐞𝗺!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝗼𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐜𝐤

✦ drama, fluff/angst, slow burn(ish). forbidden love? ; tags. goodgirl!reader x badboy!haechan, suggestive, your parents are literal jerks, swearing, mentions of fighting, kissing !!, protective!haechan, corruption? but not really, lmk if i missed any ! ;

𓂃 w.c [ 15.3k / 22.7k ]

!! not proofread !!

▸ j.note ; i hadn’t planned on making this fic so long but emo haechan does something to me i guess. also pls pls give feedback i want to improve my writings in the best way possible and i know my writing needs a lot of work, so constructive criticism is encouraged.

▸ this is part one of two and part two can be found here .ᐟ

© kiszjuli 2025 ⟳ likes & reblogs are appreciated

[9:43 pm]

(cw: f!reader, Mark is drunk)

"Fuck yeah! Keg stand champion!" You hear someone yell as you make your way into the crowded living room of the NXT frat house.

You hadn't planned on being here tonight. You had some assignments you wanted to get a jump on, you hadn't been in the best mood all day, and you didn't feel like spending your night around a bunch of drunken, bumbling idiots.

So how did you end up here? Your drunk, bumbling boyfriend fratboy!Mark. Well, not him directly. He'd been a little whiny when you told him you weren't going to come to the party tonight, but he understood your reasoning and didn't push. You'd actually gotten a call from Johnny about 20 minutes ago asking you to come help with Mark.

Mark was a lightweight, like a featherweight even. If he even smelled alcohol, he got tipsy. For the most part, during parties, you put yourself in charge of making sure Mark didn't get too drunk. When he got too drunk he got messy. Without you being there, there was no one to be in charge. You should have guessed you'd be getting this call at some point in the night, but not less than an hour after the party began.

You elbow past some drunk party goers and make your way upstairs toward one of the bathrooms that's always off limits during parties. You knock, hearing a muffled, "occupied! Use a bathroom downstairs!"

"Johnny," you reply, "it's me."

You hear a retch and cringe, listening as Johnny pulls the door open. He let's out a sigh of relief, "I'm sorry, he just wouldn't stop crying because he missed you. I don't know how you deal with this. He's fine with you, right?"

"Of course he is. Thanks for calling, enjoy your party," you nod with a smile.

Johnny leaves you and Mark alone in the bathroom and you take to helping Mark out. You rub his back and give him the water bottle Johnny had left on the counter for him. Mark is groaning the whole time, eyes shut as he curls in on himself. After about 15 minutes you know that he's done.

He's slumped against the toilet bowl when you pat his cheek, "come on, babe. Let's get you back to bed."

He doesn't even open his eyes as he whines, "not goin' to my room wi' you."

"We need to get you to bed, babe, come on," you prod.

His eyes snap open as he lifts his head, "Stop callin' me babe. Look, I have a girlfriend alright. She won't be happy if I bring another girl to my room."

"Mark, I am your girlfriend," you explain.

"No, you're not," Mark shakes his head like a child, "my girlfriend didn't wanna come out tonight, and she said— she said she's not comin' tonight." He's looking up at you with tears in his eyes, "I really miss 'er."

You crouch down beside him, cupping his cheek as you coo, "baby, I'm here. It's me."

"No, you're not you!" He squints at you, rubbing his eyes and grumbling about needing his glasses, "if you're my girlfriend, tell me something only my girlfriend would know."

You stare at Mark blankly, as his girlfriend since senior year of high school, there's a lot of things only you would know. You shrug and answer anyway, "when we lost our virginities to each other you cried."

"My mom knows that too, pick something else!"

"Mark, why would you tell your mom about that?" You ask incredulously.

"She loves me!" He cries, "just like my girlfriend! I miss my girlfriend!"

"Oh my— Mark Lee. It's me, I'm your girlfriend. You text me every time you need to wash your sheets because you forget how much detergent you need, you like it when I kiss below your ear, you keep snacks under your bed for midnight snacks, and you have a crush on the librarian on the third floor for some reason," you list off.

"Oh, my snuggle muffin! It is you! I missed you!" Mark exclaims as he throws himself into your lap, embracing you tightly.

You laugh, brushing your fingers through his damp hair, "I told you. Can we get you to bed now?"

"You're staying right?"

"Yes, Mark."