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closing asks so I can catch up with all of them! feel free to still chat with me in my inbox and leave little thoughts though cause I love talking with you guys <3 once I've finished all 40 that I have right now, I'll open them back up!

also, I have two long fics in the process and I was wondering which one y'all would want first: brother's best friend taerae taking your virginity or hao's oneshot of my short n sweet series (this one)

✉️ yes, yes, YES! another addition to the idol!taerae series... keep them coming my love

The nighttime air is cool around you, and you’re thankful that Taerae had given you his jacket. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to go on this date at all, probably would’ve asked him to go back home to cuddle in your warm bed after 10 minutes. His arm around your waist, keeping you close to him, helps too. Feeling like you’re surrounded by him makes you feel at ease as the two of you walk along the side of the Han River. 

“And then, I went to volunteer at the cat cafe today, and there was this super sweet orange tabby and… Rae, what do you think about getting a cat?” you ask, finishing your rambling as you look up at him. He has a wide smile on his face, his pupils dilated as he listens to you talk–his favorite sound in the world.

“A cat? Together?” You hum, nodding your head a little. “We should get a place together first, then. Which I would have to talk to the company about.”

“But you would do it?” 

“Of course,” Taerae says, and you can’t help it as a smile makes its way onto your own face. You look straightforward again, resting your head against his shoulder. For a moment, all you can hear is the rushing of the water next to the riverside and feel the breeze brushing against the bare skin of your face. Neither you nor your boyfriend had any kind of mask or hat on, this walk being a spur-of-the-moment thing after a late-night snack run.

The two of you pass by another couple, politely greeting them briefly, when the girl suddenly gasps. “Oh! You’re Taerae from Zerobaseone!” Immediately, Taerae’s moving to tuck you behind him, a way to try and protect your privacy. But he still smiles.

“Are you a Zerose?” he asks, the fondness in his voice changing into something polite as he goes through the almost script-like reaction of being recognized. The girl agrees, asking if it was alright to take a picture. When Taerae says it’s fine, she hands her phone to her boyfriend, and he takes a few pictures for her. But then, she turns to you.

“Ah, who are you?”

Taerae’s quick to intervene, “She’s an old friend of mine.” The girl nods once. “And for the sake of both of our safety, if you share these photos online, you will leave her out of them and any story you might tell,” Taerae speaks firmly, not in a rude way, but in a way that makes sure nothing’s up for discussion. This way, he was protecting both your privacy and your relationship.

“Of course! I don’t want to get sued,” the girl jokes, and at that, you offer her a small smile. “But, um, could you get a picture of me and my boyfriend with your friend?” You nod, taking the phone from her.

After saying goodbye, the couple continues back down the path, their backs to you and Taerae. Your heart is still soft at how he got protective over you, but you decide not to bring it up until you’re back home. The two of you also resume walking. “Can you see, are they gone now?” You glance back over your shoulder, and the couple is a dot in the distance. 

“Yup,” you hum, looking back at Taerae. He lets out a breath of relief, and he’s reaching for you, pulling you back into his side.

“Thank god.”

cw play fighting, pervy gunwook (he thinks about your tits), size kink, little bit of grinding 18+ MDNI

✉️ adding this to my lower gunwook agenda, thank you anon!

“This isn’t– A fair fight,” you manage to get out between your teeth as your hands search for any part of Gunwook’s body to grab onto. With a small yelp from you and a laugh from Gunwook, he manages to get both of your wrists into one of his hands. So. Not. Fair. Your arms are pulled above your head as Gunwook hovers above you, and you try not to focus on how he’s subconsciously flexing those biceps of his that have been growing every day since he started going to the gym more often.

“I don’t want to say ‘I told you so,’ but–” You fold one of your knees, gently digging it into his stomach and making his grip falter. You squirm under him, and to pin you down, Gunwook lowers his full body weight onto your smaller frame. “Told you so,” he breathes, his voice low and so close to your ear that it has a small shudder going through you. 

To be fair, he was right. You’d challenged him to a play fight over the last of the dessert you’d brought back home after going out to dinner with him the previous night, and firstly, Gunwook loved anything sweet, and secondly, he was going to jump at any opportunity to have you underneath him like this. So, he’d agreed. And he’d told you that you’d lose, but you definitely weren’t going to go down without a fight. Because while he might’ve been on top of you, you were still winning because of that stupid shirt you were wearing.

It was actually one of Gunwook's. Which would usually make him overjoyed, the fact that you would smell like him after, and how you would practically drown in the fabric, always reminded him of how much bigger he was than you, but it was nothing but a distraction right now. The collar of the black t-shirt had slipped down your shoulders, and you’d been too focused on beating him to realize that one of your nipples was beginning to peek out from under the shirt. Part of the reason why he’d forced your hands up over your head like this: to give him a shot at winning.

A shudder goes through him as your body continues to move under his, the contact now making his cock begin to harden. And the fact that you’d practically flashed him with your tits early definitely wasn’t helping. “Giving up?” Please say yes.

“Not a chance,” you grit out, and before Gunwook can process it, your legs are wrapping around his waist. He panics, worried that you’ll feel how turned on he was, and lets go of your wrists, giving you all of the leverage you need to take his spot. The laugh that resounds from your throat is innocent and victorious, far from the thoughts he’s having. 

He doesn’t even fight back, instead, his eyes trail down from your face and down to where the collar of your shirt has lowered again. At how your tits were practically on display and you didn’t even seem to care. God, Gunwook just wanted to rip the shirt in half–he didn’t care that it was one of his favorites, he just wanted to get his mouth on you. Wanted to see how your cute little nipples would harden before he would soothe their hardness with his mouth. Were they the same color he’d always pictured them to be? As the front of your shirt lowers when you lean over him, he can confirm that they are.

“Wook,” you whisper, and there’s a tone in your voice that has Gunwook’s cock twitching in his pants. A movement that you can without a doubt feel because you’re sitting right on top of it. His face flushes, and he can’t bring himself to meet your eyes. “Giving up?” Embarrassed and thrumming with arousal, he nods, preparing himself to try and hide his hard-on when you get off of him.

But you don’t. A strangled gasp leaves him as you roll your hips against him. “Good. But if you don’t mind, I want a different kind of dessert than the one in the fridge.”

link OH MY GOD? tank top gunwook... need that BAD (and yujin looks adorable omg)

Thinking about being a bunny hybrid and you’re dating wolf!hybrid Gunwook… He’s usually so sweet and takes care of you so well, it’s all you’ve ever seen from your relationship with him. You haven’t been dating for very long, and when his first rut with you comes around, you’re surprised to hear him say that he doesn’t want to spend it with you. Were you not good enough for him? Did he not trust you? Did he not want you in the way you wanted him? All of those things were wrong. Because when you show up at his apartment, you find out that his rut had started early. The reason? He’d stolen a pair of your panties, and just the smell of you had sent him spiraling. He doesn’t even give you a chance to run, revealing to you that he didn’t want to hurt you and lose control. When you tell him to do what he needs, he doesn’t hold back and you two are fucking like rabbits (pun intended) for the next few days :P

cw unprotected p in v sex, overstimulation (f!receiving), edging (m!receiving), clit play, implied marathon sex, whipped jiwoong because we love to see it 18+ MDNI

✉️ who doesn't need jiwoong :P

pleasure!dom jiwoong always remembers what makes you feel the best. Which is why more often than not, you’re on your hands and knees as his thick cock buries itself in your folds. Always sliding in deep and hitting spots that make you gasp. Tonight’s no different, and Jiwoong gently places a hand on your lower back to keep you still as he thrusts into your warm cunt. But he can never stay far away from you for long, and he wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him as he continues his movements.

“Like that?”

“Yes!” you’re quick to gasp out, and his free hand moves to grab your hip to give him more leverage to pound into you harder. Each thrust makes your body move forward slightly, your hair spilling down to hide your face. And when your back arches, a loud moan leaving you, Jiwoong knows he’s found the spot that makes you see stars. You clench down around him, and he has to slow for a moment to stop himself from cumming.

He reaches around to play with your clit, his body falling over yours to pin you down as he angles his hips to give you as much pleasure as possible. It’s what you deserve, after all. “Such a sweet spot right here…” He can feel you getting tighter around him, your moans becoming louder and more desperate. Jiwoong presses his chest firmly against your back, making you feel utterly consumed by him. 

“Woong!” He groans at the sound of his name on your lips, and the sound only makes you closer to your orgasm. When he moves again, you can feel his dick practically in your stomach. 

“Is that what you need?” You can only respond with another moan, your hands gripping at the sheets as your body arches against his. Jiwoong knows you’re close to your third orgasm of the night, and he’s approaching his first as well. But he refused to give himself the satisfaction of cumming until you did at least two more times. So, he leans over you, biting down onto your shoulder and making you fall over the edge from the sharp sensation.

A loud cry of his name leaves you as you cum. And as your walls clench down on him like a vice, Jiwoong’s eyes roll back in his head. It’s the most satisfying feeling in the world, knowing he’s the one giving you this pleasure. You need more. You need him to give you more, so he doesn’t stop moving. His fingers still work over your sensitive clit, making you jump and gasp.

“Can’t–”

“Can’t what?” he teases, his fingers circling the swollen bundle of nerves. You were overstimulated, but he loved pushing your limits. Especially if it made you feel good in the end. “Can’t take anymore?” He removes his hand from your body only to start moving his hips faster again, hitting that spot inside you over and over. 

“W-Woong…” Jiwoong knows that he may be being cruel, but the way you’re clinging to him and crying out his name is too addictive. At least, until you try to squirm away from the overwhelming feelings. But he refuses to let up. Not until you’ve taken everything he has to give you. “Shh… Stay still.” He feels your walls squeeze around him again as you come undone for the fourth time, your whines turning into cries of pleasure. Too caught up in your own pleasure, you don’t notice the way his breath catches at how he tries to hold back his own orgasm. At how he marvels at how perfectly you take him, how your body responds to his touch.

“Tell me to stop,” he breathes against your ear, his hips instinctively beginning to move faster already. “Tell me… or we’ll be doing this for the rest of the night.”

cw academic rivals, kissing, teasing, semi-public sexual activities, implied edging, clit play, fingering (f!receiving), lowkey questionable consent in the beginning 18+ MDNI

✉️ real because gunwook fits so perfectly with the academic rivals trope it drives me insane

Gunwook studies your profile, your nose buried in your laptop. He notices how concentrated you are, how your brows furrow slightly when you’re thinking, and he can’t help but feel his heart race a little at the sight. He’d never met someone like you–someone so infuriatingly perfect. It only made sense that you were the only student capable of competing with him. The private study room you’d reserved for studying is silent apart from the sounds of you typing. Gunwook had intruded on your study session about an hour ago, and despite your wishes, he hadn’t left yet. Or stopped talking.

“Do you know how you would look most beautiful?” You don’t say anything, your fingers slamming against the keys of your laptop. And Gunwook can’t pull his line of vision away from you as you keep your eyes focused on the screen. What would it look like if you looked at him with desire instead of disdain? He swallows hard, his throat dry. “If you actually smiled once in a while.”

“I don’t have anything to smile about when you’re around,” you snap back quickly, and Gunwook chuckles. Then, you’re back to being quiet. It’s hard for you to pretend to be unaffected by him, so the only solution is to fully concentrate on your work. Your muscles tense as Gunwook gets up from his chair and slowly moves to stand behind you. Finally, your typing falters as one of his hands rests on the table on one side of you.

Gunwook leans down, his voice a low murmur in your ear. “You’re so… contained.” His breath is warm against your neck. “Is that something else just for when I’m around too?”

“What’re you doing?” His lips curve into a smirk at your question. It’s one of his favorite things to do: break your concentration, seeing what he can do to distract you.

“Just getting comfortable.” His other hand moves to cover yours on the table, and your heart jolts at the action. At the way he traps your fingers under his palm gently. “Tell me, am I really that terrible?”

You tilt your head back, resting on his shoulder as your eyes meet his, “Yes.” 

A small gasp leaves you as one of his hands reaches down to where you’re sitting, tucking under your skirt to feel the seat of your panties before pulling away just as fast as it happened. His movements are barely a whisper against your most sensitive area, but it has a rush of arousal going through you. A wicked glint flashes in his eyes. “Just checking.” Gunwook grins. “For wet spots. Turns out you’re not as unaffected as you pretend.”

Your face warms, and you know there’s a flush on your cheeks with the way Gunwook’s smile somehow widens more. The reaction only encourages him more. “See, that right there– That tells me everything I need to know.”

It’s hard to process what happens after he says that. You can’t remember who kissed who yet, or when Gunwook had slid his hand under your skirt, but you aren’t complaining. You’re perched on the table now, Gunwook’s lips capturing yours in a bruising kiss to swallow each of the whimpers you release. Three of his fingers work inside of you at a cruelly pleasurable rhythm. But each time you begin to near that peak, he changes pace or withdraws slightly, keeping you suspended in exquisite frustration. He nibbles your lower lip teasingly. 

“Look at you, panting and dripping.” Tears leak from your eyes as your knees struggle to stay apart. You’re sure there’s a puddle of your juices forming on the floor beneath you, but you can’t find it in yourself to care.

He pushes your thighs further apart before spitting on your pussy. You jolt from the sudden action, and a high-pitched whine leaves you as Gunwook spreads his spit around your clit and lower lips, making obscene wet sounds. He adds a fourth finger, stretching you impossibly wide. “You’re so fucking needy.”

“P-Please…” At your broken plea, Gunwook finally relents. He hooks his fingers inside you and presses down on your clit with his thumb, sending you crashing over the edge. He holds you up with one arm, keeping his hand firmly between your legs as you convulse and soak his fingers. Your screams turn to whimpers as wave after wave of pleasure hits you. 

Without warning, he pulls his fingers out and pulls you down onto his lap, the bulge in his pants making it clear what’s going to happen next. “One more lesson…”

I get it babes I'm a haobin ult >.< just doing my job because I literally need hanbin so bad. thank you for the love!

bro this new caleb event has me STRUGGLING (especially because I'm still salty over not getting the most recent zayne memory...) but yess my baby I always love seeing your asks! and trust me, glasses rae lives rent free in my head

cw p in v unprotected sex, rough sex, cumming inside, clit play, belly bulge, shower sex, little bit of choking? 18+ MDNI

✉️ shower sex is soooo underrated omg. barely being able to stand and gunwook has to use his big arms to hold you up <3

Warm water sprays around you as your hands scramble for something to hold onto, but the tiles of the shower are too slick for you to even press your hands against them. At least, not with the way Gunwook’s pounding into you. You’d never expected him to be so rough, especially after a long day of schedules for him, but you supposed that he needed something or someone to take his stress out on.

“W-Wook!” You can barely get his name out as the loud slapping of his hips against your ass fills the space, the harshness of his thrusts making your knees tremble. If it weren’t for his arm around your middle, you’d be collapsing onto the floor. He lets out a loud groan.

“Fuck– Can feel myself in your belly…” A strangled gasp leaves you as you realize he’s right. From where his arm is wrapped around you, the bulge of his dick in your lower abdomen is prominent. It always made heat rush through you when you remembered how much bigger he was compared to you. “Don’t wanna be careful with you right now… Need a good fuck to make you ready for bed, yeah?” You whine in agreement. 

Gunwook’s free hand wraps around your neck, not enough to choke you, but enough to pull your upper half away from the shower wall and to have your back against his chest. The feeling of his warm, wet skin on yours has you reeling. The intimacy of seeing him like this, of him using you like this, makes the pleasure that much more intense. His nose presses against your cheek, and your mouth falls open.

“Y’being so– Mm! Rough,” you gasp, nails scratching at the tiles. Gunwook chuckles, letting go of your neck so your front falls against the shower wall again.

“Yeah… But you love it, don’t you?” The hand that was on your neck comes down to one of your legs, pulling one of your thighs away from the other to part your legs and expose your clit to the water raining down from the shower head. You cry out at the added sensation, one of your hands going to hold onto the arm still wrapped around your middle. A string of curses leaves you as the water pressure massages your clit while Gunwook fucks into you at a faster pace. “Let go, baby, m’right here.” And with his permission, you’re falling over the edge hard. 

The feeling of your walls pulsing around his cock has Gunwook cumming along with you, water running down both of your bodies, and he can only hope that this round would be enough to satisfy him. At least that way, he’d be able to clean up his sleepy girlfriend before getting hard again.

cw professor x student, thigh riding (clit play?), implications of sucking dick, reader is of age and both are consenting! 18+ MDNI

✉️ okayyy doing this with Jiwoong because I’m going back to my dumb & poetic oneshot and I’m thinking about professor!Woong... but so real they need to show off their strength more often

You always spend more time in his office after your classes than you plan on. But most of the time, it’s not even your fault to begin with, especially since your professor’s muscles have been looking larger and larger recently. Your relationship with your professor was complicated. It had started with you coming to him during office hours to discuss an assignment and ended with the two of you talking about anything and everything. Of course you’d always found him attractive, but now, it was something more than that.

So, you’d either spend the evening talking with him or like this.

Your hands grip the fabric of his white button-up, the fabric wrinkled under your palms as you work yourself over his thigh. He couldn't care less though when he had you like this. Jiwoong had never thought he would fall for a student like this, but then he met you. And now, he couldn’t picture himself with anyone else for the rest of his life. It had come to the point where he was putting more effort into his appearance, his home, and his lifestyle for the preparation of integrating you into his life. He just never would’ve pictured that it would’ve been before your graduation, and even though it’s wrong, something about it being forbidden makes it so much hotter.

“Keep moving that pretty ass, darling, get yourself off,” he breathes and you throw your head back at his words. The fabric of his dress pants is rough against your clit, and you can imagine that they’re soaked as well. With the way your entrance is clenching, forcing your juices out and onto his clothes, it makes it easier to grind yourself onto him. “You looked so beautiful today. I get to keep your panties, right?”

You moan at his words. Your cunt is bare underneath your skirt now, for the sake of giving your clit more friction, and the pair of lacy, baby pink panties you’d worn that day had found their way into the back pocket of his pants. “Woong–”

“Shh… Don’t want anyone coming in here and seeing you like this.” He doesn’t even care if the two of you are caught; he just doesn’t want anyone seeing you like this: chest heaving and eyes glossy as you catch your bottom lip between your teeth. Jiwoong’s dick twitches. He’ll have you take care of him after this. To help you, he flexes his thigh, the hardened muscles brushing against your throbbing bud deliciously. And when he bounces his leg, you’re falling over the edge before you can even process it.

Your body presses against his as you ride out your high, nerves thrumming delightfully. Jiwoong’s pupils dilate, the view of you orgasming better than any fantasy he’d come up with. Once he’s sure you’re okay, he lifts your hips up off his leg, revealing the ruined fabric of his pants. “Under the desk, darling.”

everything you send to my inbox is pure facts. you do not lie omg.

need my legs over those shoulders NEOW! (also his shirt T-T I'm crying) teddy anon I'm cooking up such a good fic for you rn don't even fret... brother's best friend Taerae and innocent reader... stay tuned <3

yes of course! I try to be quick and active with your guys' asks, but I've been slacking recently... picking up the pace this weekend tho! I always want to give you guys the best quality of my work because y'all deserve it! stop by with your thoughts any time anon <3 you're always welcome

THEY WANT EACH OTHER SO BADDD LOL but no, I totally get you babe. this is literally me with hanbin. manifesting for us to get dreams of cuddling hanbin and gunwook zzz...

RIGHTTTT??! I'm such a Zayne girl... love my soft spoken doctor so so much <3 I can understand why you quit the game tho lol it can be so hard to pull the stuff you want. And as much as I love Zayne... Caleb's been looking really good lately tho...

cw fingering, clit play, nipple play, talks of masturbation and porn, mentions of oral (f!receiving) and sex, crying (nothing bad), kind of mean!gunwook 18+ MDNI

✉️ ... kind of got carried away with this. enjoy!

Okay, okay… best friend!Gunwook asking reader about her masturbation habits and it turns into something more…

“Do you watch porn?” Normally, you would be appalled by him asking such a question, but with his hands cupping your breasts, thumbing at your tight nipples, you can’t think straight. You can’t even remember how you got into this conversation in the first place. Something about a first kiss? No, that wasn’t right– Your thoughts are interrupted by one of Gunwook’s large hands lowering to your stomach, continuing its path downward. “Spread your legs,” he mutters softly. 

You obey, spreading your knees apart as you answer him. “Sometimes.”

His fingers splay out over your belly, inching lower. “What kind?” God, you couldn’t focus on answering him when you were finally feeling his hands on you. A sensation you never thought would occur. The thought had your eyes watering. He’d barely done anything but you were so desperate. “Do you watch guys and girls? Group stuff? Or do you like watching solo stuff?”

“Um–” Your mind goes blank. “I don’t know–” He traces his fingers lightly over your inner thigh, moving closer to your pussy but not quite touching it yet.

“Do you like watching guys jerk off? Or do you prefer watching girls get fucked?” He leans in slightly, his voice a low murmur. Your eyes water a little more, a combination of frustration from being denied his touch and embarrassment from his questions. He doesn’t pay any mind to it, simply reaching up to wipe at a tear that leaks out from your left eye. His fingers are now barely an inch away from your pussy.

Gunwook chuckles softly at the whimper you let out. “Which turns you on more, princess? Seeing a big cock slide into a tight pussy? Or watching a guy stroke himself?”

“Both,” you manage to get out.

His smirk widens. “Goddamn, you are such an innocent little pervert.” His fingers lower, spreading your lips slightly. Another tear falls from your eyes. “When you watch porn, do you make yourself come? Do you use your fingers?” His fingers tease closer to your clit. “Have you ever used a toy on yourself?” You whimper, head fuzzy with all of the questions he’s asking, and your hips involuntarily buck against his hand. “Shh… Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” His finger finally grazes your clit, making another sound leave your throat. Then, it begins to circle slowly.

“Yes…” His smile turns smug. He presses a little harder on your clit, feeling how hard it’s become.

“You’ll have to show me next time.” Tears fall down your cheeks, but it’s like they’re invisible to Gunwook. Instead, your best friend presses his finger against your clit more firmly, making you gasp. And then, it’s sliding down to your entrance, tracing around your hole and feeling how wet you are. “You’re so fucking wet baby.” He slowly pushes a finger inside you, watching your face for a reaction. To his satisfaction, more water falls down your cheeks–but it’s in a good way. You don’t have to say anything for him to know that. 

He pushes his finger deeper, trying to be gentle with his movements despite his urges. “Is this what you do when you touch yourself?” He moves his finger in. Then out. Then back in before removing it from you, making you whine. Gunwook brings his wet finger to his mouth, sucking on it to taste you. His eyes roll back slightly at the taste. “So perfect…” He leans in to kiss you deeply, sharing your taste. “You’re gonna take my fingers first, okay? Then my tongue. And then…” He smirks against your lips, his hand moving back between your legs. He adds a second finger this time, pushing them inside you slowly. “My cock.”