Jin His eyes just might pop out of his head. Seeing you barely covered is a turn on for him, let alone your confidence to back it up. He wants to feel the thin material matching your delicate, smooth skin.
Suga Seeing you in lingerie would bring out the dominant side of him. All he’d ever want to do is tear into it like a kid on Christmas. As much as he loves you in sexy underwear, he prefers his girl completely bare.
RM “You dirty little girl…” Daddy would absolutely love what he sees. He’s the type to buy you a new set of lingerie and wait for you to model it for him. He knows the exact size and color that looks perfect on you.
J-hope He would be completely blown away. Even though he sees you in your underwear plenty of times, he longs for the days you go above and beyond by putting on something a little more… little š
Jimin He’d be looking at you like a hungry wolf. His eyes studying each curve, his lip wedged between his teeth, and his heart rate increasing to a thousand beats per minute. He’d be so lost in your beauty, you’d have to snap him out of it.
V He strikes me as the type who doesn’t much care if you put on sexy lingerie. He’s just as attracted to you in lingerie as much as he is when you’re in his t-shirt. What does make him sit on the edge of his seat is the way you act in your new wardrobe. The seductive walk would drive him wild.
Jungkook He would take notice immediately. The second he sees you, he’d push his hair back the way you like, just to equal out the level of desire between you both. All he’d want to do is take you into the bedroom and leave his mark all over your exposed skin.
“Hi, I’m here to see Jun- I mean- Detective Kim…?” You asked the receptionist. You’d never seen her before which clearly meant she was new.
“Uh… Did you make an appointment?” She asked. Yup, she’s new around here.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got it. Hey, honey.” Junmyeon came around the corner in a hurry. You mirrored his glowing smile. He took your hand and led you to his office. “What’s in the bag?”
“My question first. What did you pack for dinner?” You asked. He went silent which meant he forgot and was planning to go without. “That’s what I thought.”
He closed his door behind you and sat at his cluttered desk. You tried to make room around the stacks of paperwork to lay his food out for him. He took his fork and dug in right away. While he ate, you stood up and looked around the room.
“Baby… Don’t you guys have a cleaner to take the trash out? Or dust? Some of these cases are closed.”
“No. Not while I’m working. And get away from there.” He pulled you into his lap. “What did I tell you about snooping?”
“What did I tell you about taking care of yourself?” You ran your fingers through his hair, pushing it back to open up his face. “Kim Junmyeon, what am I gonna do with you?”
“Marry me.” He blurted.
You froze in place, looking him in the eyes searching for even a glint of humor. But all you saw was sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.“W-what?”
“You asked what you were going to do with me. I want you to marry me.” His lips curled up into a smile. With one hand on your waist, he cupped your cheek with the other, bringing you close to cover your face in his sweet kisses.
“Wait. Baby, are you serious?” You pressed your hands to his chest, pulling back a bit.
“Of course I’m serious. You may not believe me, but I put my career first until I met you. When I’m with you I really do want to better myself and with that, I do better at work. I come in every day with a fresh mind and leave every night with a full heart. Because I know you’re there waiting for me. Seeing your cute face light up when I walk through the door…” He gave you a little Eskimo kiss, making you smile. “…That’s what makes me fall in love with you. No one will ever make me feel this way.”
His eyes were just as honest as his words. He loved you and you loved him. The rush you feel when he comes home from work never fades. You gently dropped your arms around his shoulders, relaxing into his sturdy frame.
“…Yes. Yes, I will marry you.” Just saying it made you start to cry with joy.
Junmyeon gave you a quick kiss before letting you collapse into him while he cradled you in his strong arms. You smiled to yourself, feeling secure in your future for the first time in a long time.
āI canāt believe this is really happening.ā You said through tears of joy.
He lifted yourĀ chin, wiped the droplets from your face and smiled.Ā āBelieve it, sweetheart.Ā One day soon, you will be Mrs. Kim Junmeyon.ā Your heart soared to the heavens when he said that.Ā āMrs.Kim Junmyeonā.Ā āAnd tonight… When I get home… We can celebrate properly.ā He said with a wink.
You smirked at him, watching the tint in his eyes darken with lust.Ā āWell, maybe I should get out of here. The sooner you finish work the sooner you come home.ā
Junmyeon lifted you off his lap and gave you one last kiss.Ā āIāll walk you out.ā You both left his office, hand in hand until you reached the front desk.āSee you at home.ā He said quietly.
āIāll be counting the minutes.ā And with that, you left him to his work… with a little motivation.
Summary: Winter break is fast approaching and Markās crush on you is becoming a little more intense each day. The real question is, when will he make is move?
Just look at her. that smile, those eyes, the way she walks. Miss y/l/n was by far the hottest teacher in this school. She’s always so put together, but I know there’s something there. A side of her that she could never show around her students. There are days that I swear she’s giving me bedroom eyes. If she keeps swaying her hips when she walks, I might just have to take her right here in the hallway-
“Good morning Mr.Tuan.” I jumped back a bit, startled by one of my students.
“Oh, good morning.” I cleared my throat, bringing my focus back to the task at hand. I pushed out all those thoughts about Y/n and went straight into teacher mode. My students come first.
“Alright everyone, class dismissed. No homework this weekend, but it wouldn’t hurt to review chapter 10. See you all on Monday.” The majority of the class was long gone before I could get the last word out. Ā I can’t blame them though, Everyone wants to get a head start on the weekend.
I walked outside the door, holding it open for the few that actually stayed until the last moment. I looked down the hall, saying a few goodbyes to the other students. My mind went blank when I saw an angelic figure walking toward me. Y/n struggled as she carried a stack of books back to her classroom. It was only a matter of time before she dropped them but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I hurried to her side and took a few books in my hands.
“Here, I’ll lighten the load,” I said with a smile.
“Oh, thank you. I really appreciate it.” She said with a sigh of relief. “I had class in the library today and I guess I lost track of time.”
“Nothing wrong with that. At least your kids were actually listening to you. Most of my class was out the door as soon as the bell rang.” I said.
“Trust me. I’ve had my bad days too.” We walked into her classroom, placing the books back on the shelf one by one.
“So are you doing some kind of research project in the library?” I asked.
“Well, kinda. The librarian was complaining that the kids weren’t utilizing their resources and since I’m an English teacher, everyone assumed I was the one who should be using the library the most. So, I brought my class to the library for the hour. Plus I figured they needed a change of scenery, you know?”
“Very clever. I should use the library resources too, being a history teacher and all.” I thought out loud, making her smile.
“Well if you ever want to tag-team for a book report, let me know.” She said with a light chuckle.
I laughed with her until an idea popped into my head. “Wait. That’s not such a bad idea.”
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Since we’re core class teachers, your students are my students. Why don’t we come up with a lesson plan to get the kids engaged in the library? Everyone wins.” I explained.
Y/n pouted her full, soft, luscious lips, thinking about my plan. She only pondered for a moment in time, but I completely lost myself in my imagination. I stared at her lips, wondering how they would feel against mine.
“That’s actually a brilliant idea! The book report can be their final exam. I always hated giving real tests at the end of the year. This way they can be creative and prove that they comprehended the material…” She went on, adding more detail to my original thought. “…Mark?”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, uh- yeah that’s what we should do.”
“Great! Let me just get my jacket.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“What?” I asked.
“I’m just grabbing my jacket before we head out. Do you want to take my car or drive separately?”
“…Where?” Wow, I spaced out hard.
“My place… To map out the lesson plan?"She finished with a question and I nodded, acting like I knew what she was saying.
"Oh, right. Um, I’ll just follow behind you. I need to grab a few things too.”
“Okay, I’ll meet you out front.” We walked out of her classroom together and I continued to my room.
I still couldn’t comprehend the fact that I’m about to go home with her… and I wasn’t even paying attention. I quickly packed up my bag, making sure to grab my books and rushed to the parking lot. Y/n stood next to her car, smiling when she saw me.
“I don’t live too far. It’ll be easy to just follow behind.” She said.
“Great! Lead the way.” She drove ahead of me, going at a moderate speed so I wouldn’t lose track of her.
When we arrived, I parked behind her car and took a moment to grip the fact that I was actually spending time with her outside of work. She got out, turning back to look at me. I quickly took my bag and scrambled out of the car.
“You’ll have to forgive the mess. We can just brainstorm in the office.” She said.
“Sure. That’s fine.” I followed her into her house, looking around at the furniture and decor. Everything in the house was a perfect reflection of her.
She led me to her home office, moving a chair for me to sit in. She unpacked her bag, taking out her laptop and a notebook.
“Okay. So, I was thinking we could do something with Mark Twain. He was an incredible writer and he had a good sense of humor so the kids will be more engaged.” She didn’t need to use Mark Twain’s sense of humor to keep anyone engaged. She could talk about beige paint drying all day and I’d hang on her every word.
“Yeah. I agree. And his novels came out in a really pivotal time in America.” I said.
She wrote down our ideas as we went along, taking in every detail. Her passion was so enticing. We went back and forth for a while, drafting the plan for our students. The more she wrote, the more curious I became. I scooted my chair toward her, getting a better look.
“Oh, wow. This will work great. Do you think they’ll go for it?” I asked.
“Yeah, it beats an exam.”
“True. I can see why you’re the favorite teacher.”
“Me? All everyone ever talks about is Mr.Tuan’s class. I’ve never seen a kid walk out of your classroom in a bad mood. You really are amazing.” She said, flattering me.
“I try my best.” I looked down at my lap, feeling a little bashful. I brought my eyes back up to her as her smile faded.
She looked at me with something I haven’t seen before. Her stare went from my eyes to my lips and my heartbeat quickened. Was this really about to happen? I watched her come closer in slow motion until her plush lips pressed to mine. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste of her sweet kiss. Just before I could touch her, she pulled away quickly.
“Oh, god. What I’m I doing? I’m so sorry, Mark.”
“N-no. No, don’t apologize. Please.” I cupped her cheeks, pulling her back in. She relaxed in my touch, letting all of the reget and self-doubt go.
I moved my hands down to her hips as she took a hold of the back of my neck. I brought her onto my lap to straddle me. I would do anything to keep living in this moment. Her kisses were so addictive. When she grinded down on my growing bulge, I thought I would explode. I took her bottom lip between my teeth, giving her a playful nibble, making her smile.
“Where’s your room?” I asked.
“Down the hall, first door on the right.” She said between kisses. I lifted her up, walking her to the bedroom.
Our lips didn’t part for a second. She clung to me tightly, moving her hands around my neck and shoulders. I laid her down on her bed, breaking our kiss and unbuttoned my shart as fast as I could. She unzipped the back of her skirt, pulling it off just like she did in my fantasies. She threw her top toward the laundry basket and I smiled. Even in a moment of passion, she sticks to her tidy demeanor.
I mounted on top of her gorgeous body, raised her legs and grinded down. She gripped my arms, looked me in the eyes and said, “No, Mark. No teasing. I want you now.”
“I’ve waited so long for you to say that.” I pulled down my boxers, freeing my hard shaft and giving it a few strokes before holding my tip against her warm slit.
I looked into her eyes and slowly thrusted into her. I was drunk on the feeling of her heat. She was so blissfully tight. I watched her expressions change from anxiousness to pure fulfillment. Her beauty was so overpowering, she looked like a work of art.
Y/n hooked his hand around my neck, pulling me closer. “Kiss me.” She ordered. I was in no position to refuse her. Our lips connected for a rough kiss, causing me to pick up the speed of my hips. She moaned into my mouth, digging her nails into my neck and arm. I broke away with a loud moan when she clenched around me. She bucked her hips, taking me deeper with each thrust.
“Oh, Mark. I’m so close!” She said, running out of breath.
I could feel the little beads of sweat accumulating on my forehead. WIth a few more sharp thrusts, Y/n screamed out, flexing around my cock as her intense orgasm washed over her. I came along with her, burying my face in her neck, smelling her delicious scent. Her moans softened in my ear as she came back down from her mighty climax. I kissed her collar bones and rolled off of her.
“That was…” I started.
“Worth the wait?” She suggested.
“Absolutely.” I pulled her leg around my hip, resting my hand around her waist. I looked down at her legs when I felt her dripping center on my hip. “…Is that what I think it is?”
She shrugged innocently, trying to play cute. “How bad do you wanna find out?” As if she even needed to ask.
Summary: Your arranged marriage with Minseok has been seen as perfection. Two people head-over-heels in love. Pretending to be a happy couple has tricked everyone into thinking itās for real… even you.
Warnings: strong/violentĀ language, rough sex
The caring touches, the stolen glances, the illusion of love was beginning to fool me. Minseok is the perfect gentleman around other people, but behind closed doors, we’re a million miles away. No one knows that we sleep in separate rooms or that our marriage was completely arranged. Everyone around us praised fate when they found out my father was old friends with his uncle years ago. Little do they know that after Minseokās uncle passed away, he became the head of the family. Now that my father is starting to get up in age, he made a deal with Minseok; a thirty million dollar deal and his eldest daughter’s hand in marriage.
We’ve been married for three months now, but we still barely know each other. He leaves for days at a time without a word and comes back in silence. Growing up, my father never left the house unless he said goodbye. Maybe I’m just being too sensitive. I just feel so alone in my own marriage.
The first time he asked me to join him for dinner with the rest of the mobsters, I was completely shocked. The whole night he smiled at me, pulled my chair out for me, held my hand and even kissed my cheek. I was blinded by the smoke screen until we came back home and he went straight to bed, not even saying a simple “good night”
We kept this going around others, making everyone believe we were madly in love. The more I faked my feelings for him, the more real they became. I dreaded leaving parties and dinners because I knew I would have to go back to being alone. I didn’t want to pretend anymore. I want to be in love for real.
Your POV
“Did you tell him this?!” My sister asked in shock. She invited me to lunch while she was in town. I never intended on telling her about Minseok, but she can read me like a book.
“No. How can I? None of it’s real.”
“But you love him.”
“I don’t know. I mean, I should because we’re married, but… It’s arranged.” I said, whispering the last part. The last thing I needed was someone in the restaurant to hear and with my luck, they’ll be connected to my families rivals. Rule number one of the mafia, trust no one.
“Y/n, if you’re unsure, you need to be open and direct. What’s the worst that can happen? He doesn’t feel the same way? Too bad. You’re married.”
“You know it’s not that easy. Life isn’t a contract. If he doesn’t feel the same way then he really isn’t the one I should be with, but I can’t go out and find mr.right because I will have violated the agreement and our family is screwed.” I leaned back in my chair, exhausted by the reality I’m stuck in. “I’m trapped in a loveless marriage.”
“You don’t know that. And you never will until you say something.” She was right. I know she was.
His POV
“Hey, boss. We have a situation.” I sprung from my chair and headed straight for the surveillance room. If any of those rat bastards so much as breathed near my territory, I’ll have them in the ground.
I burst into the door looking over all the screens. “What’s the problem?”
“Just outside the territory. Her sister is staying at a hotel near there.”
“Switch the reservation to somewhere closer. I don’t need her going out of bounds.”
“No need. Little sister is leaving this afternoon. We have a few guys hanging around to make sure no one tries to pull anything.”
“Good.” I checked my watch and handed the phone back. “I gotta go. I expect full surveillance of the event this evening. Call the host and request the security footage. He owes me a favor… or five.”
“Yes, sir.”
I needed to get ready for tonight. But more importantly, I need to know what those thugs want with my wife.
“No, he’s not home yet. I can’t tell him tonight we have that gala. If I tell him then it’ll seem like I’m some love sick school girl who got caught up in the facade.” She said.
Love? Does she love me? If she told her sister she loves me then why would those thugs be so interested? As far as they know we’re happily married.
“I’ll just call you tomorrow. Safe travels. Bye.” I waited a few seconds and opened the door before slamming it shut, acting as if I just walked in. Y/n didn’t even turn around to look at me. She just poured herself some tea and went about her business.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready?” I asked.
“Oh, Minseok. I thought you’d be upstairs by now. Um… I was just having some tea before I got ready. I’m feeling a little drowsy.”
“Okay. Let me know when you’re ready. I need to make some calls.” I headed upstairs, leaving her to her business.
Your POV
My heart was about to pound out of my chest! I touched my hand to my blushing cheek, trying to calm myself. My God, I’m crazy about him! It was such a basic interaction yet I’m still in wonder.
I went up to my room to get ready, excited for what was to come. s long as we were in public, he’s the kind of husband every girl wants. I took the time to find the right pair of shoes to match my clutch purse and the right jewelry to match the gown. By the time I was finished I had another look at myself.
“Beautiful.” I gasped when I heard Minseok’s voice and turned to look at the door. He leaned against the frame, looking very casual, unlike his hand-tailored tux.
“Oh, thank you.” I looked down at my shoes, feeling shy.
“Shall we?” He extended his hand, offering to escort me to the car.
And the charade begins…
Minseok handed the keys to the valet, ushered be inside and was greeted by the host. His hand remained on the small of my waist as he said. “So good to see you again. You remember my lovely wife, Y/n?”
“How could I forget. You look beautiful as always.” The host shook my hand gently and Minseok walked us into the ballroom. There were elegantly decorated tables surrounding the dancefloor. I was blown away by the scene.
Minseok found our table and pulled out my chair as always. We sat with a few of the other mobsters and their wives, having some small talk. I was enjoying the evening until one of Minseok’s men tapped him on the shoulder.
“Sir, one of the dons wants to speak with you.”
“Which one?” Minseok asked.
“…The Incheon don.” He said. My eyes went wide for a moment. What would the Incheon mafia boss be doing here?
Minseok turned to me, kissing my cheek and excused himself. “I’ll be back in a moment, my love.” He left with his lackey and I sighed in frustration.
“Aw, he’s so sweet even when he leaves you for a moment.” One of the wives said.
I smiled at her kindly, not showing my true feelings and tried to forget about whatever the Incheon boss wanted.
His POV
I walked out of the ballroom, down the hall and stopped when I saw a couple of goons standing by a double door. I removed my hands from my pockets and raised my arms, proving that I didn’t have any weapons. They opened the doors, allowing me inside. I walked toward the single table in the middle of the room and sat across from my mortal enemy for the first time in years.
“Minseok.” He said.
“Don Kim to you,” I said, staring him down.
“Oh? You’re the head of the family now?” He said, taunting me.
I cocked my head to the side, irritated by his tone. “Yes, I am. But you already knew that which is why I’m here and not my father-in-law.”
“Right. Your little… arrangement with his eldest daughter seem’s almost perfect. I understand you two aren’t as happy as most may think.”
“What are you getting at?” I asked him.
The sly smirk on his face grew. “I know a way to get you out of it.”
“What?”
“Let’s just say… a little bird told me she’s considering looking for a better companion since her āhusbandā isn’t showing much interest. And if that so-called ‘mr.right’ were one of us, her father wouldn’t be too thrilled with her. However, it would still leave you with her dowry and her family’s power.” He explained. “Since you two are married, you kept your end of the deal, but if she is unfaithful, she breaks the pact.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. “There’s no way in hell she’d go anywhere near your turf.”
“She doesn’t have to. We’re in a neutral zone here tonight.”
“Again, why are you telling me this.” He was really irritating me now.
“Because… I want a run at your girl.”
I recoiled at his words, unable to accept what he said. I shook my head in disbelief and stood up from the seat.
“No. She’s not some toy you can mess around with, she’s my wife. Touch her and die.” With that, I stormed out. Four of my men were waiting for me by the door. We all walked back to the ballroom with fire in our step.
“You. Get the car and meet me in the back. You. keep an eye on that door and let me know if anyone tries to do something less than friendly. You. follow behind me on the way home. And you. Find out who that ‘little bird’ is and put him in a body bag.”
“Yes, sir.” They all said. We split up and I headed straight for Y/n. No one will take her from me.
Your POV
I was speaking to one of the other guests when Minseok, popped up out of mid-air and took my hand. “Y/n, sweetheart. Care for a dance?”
“Uh, sure. Excuse me.” I walked behind Minseok, trying to keep up with his fast pace.Ā
I was confused when he walked completely past the dance floor and toward the back door. That is until I remembered who he was just talking to. Something was wrong.
“What did he say to you?” I whispered to him. He didn’t answer. Instead, he just kept walking.
We burst through the back door and he assisted me in the back seat of the car. We sped off into the night with the second car following behind.
“Minseok, what is going on? Are we in danger here?” I had so many questions, but he still ignored me.
When we got home, he held the door open, letting me out of the car with ease. “Go inside.” He ordered.
“O-okay.” I did as he said and he stayed behind to speak to the driver.
I went up to my room, took off my heels and let my hair down. Why was he acting so strangely? He’s never shaken by those thugs.
I almost unzipped my dress when I felt a pair of strong hands spinning me around. Minseok held my hips and stared into my eyes. I was so startled by him. He hasn’t ever stepped into my room, let alone while I’m getting undressed.
“I heard you earlier today. I heard what you said to your sister on the phone.” He said. My lips parted, but I held back the gasp. “Do you honestly think I would reject you? Or think less of you?”
My eyes felt a little watery, but my expression remained emotionless. “I-I don’t know. That’s what I was afraid of.”
Minseok, cupped my cheeks, bringing my face just centimeters from his. “Y/n… The circumstances of our marriage don’t matter. I’m here, you’re here so just tell me now. What do you feel?”
I took a pause, erasing all the little details and just livedĀ in the moment. “I’m falling in love with you.” The words spilled out of my mouth.
He raised his thumb, catching a tear as it fell from my eye. He looked down at my lips briefly before he did the unthinkable. His body pressed to mine as he crashed our lips together. The last time he kissed me on the mouth was at our wedding. And that little peck couldn’t make a spark in a firework shop.
I clung to him, holding him against my feverish body. He let go of my face, unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. I started on his tie, mercilessly untying it and tossing it aside. He hoisted me into his arms only to walk a few steps and drop me on the bed. I went without his warm touch for a few seconds while he undid his pants and pulled them off. I ripped his shirt down the middle, sending the buttons flying all over the room.
He slipped out of his underwear, revealing his massive erection. I looked up and down his chiseled body, taking in every curve. He kissed me one more time before lining himself at my throbbing entrance.
“Tell me how you feel.” He commanded.
“I love you,” I replied. He slammed our hips together, forcing every inch of his manhood into me.
“Say it again.” He retreated himself from my tight heat.
“I-I love you. OH!” Once again, he thrusted into me with great force.
“I love you too, Y/n. I love you.” He repeated.
I was on cloud nine. The man I loved told me he loves me too and now all I needed was to feel his warm cum filling me. I gripped the sheets in a shameful attempt to stop my climax from happening too soon. Minseok saw that I was close and increased the speed of his hips. He lifted my leg higher, taking me from a better angle.
That was it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I arched my back so hard, it was off the bed. Minseok ducked his head down, covering my chest in hot, wet kisses. His mouth opened into an ‘o’ shape as he shot his essence against my walls. His sharp thrusts came to a slow stop and he planted one last kiss between my breasts.
“Mmm~ Now that is how I pictured being married,” I said, playing with his hair.
“I guess this would be the start of our honeymoon period. Since our real honeymoon was just for show.” He leaned in, kissing my lips and resting on top of me. “This… is just for us.”
The worst part of spending the weekend with Chanyeol is that he has to go back to work when it’s over. I woke up this morning to a cold and empty bed. I sat up, looking out the open window and sighed. It was strange not having a pair of big arms pulling me back under the covers. I got off the bed, walked around the room, finding something to wear.
I started feeling a little sad when I saw Chanyeol’s oversized hoodie. Just ten hours ago, I was pulling it off of him. I missed the way he cuddled me into his chest when he wore it. The way his warm cheeks felt against my lips. I picked up the hoodie and put it on. I went to the underwear drawer and decided to steal a pair of his boxers to complete my ‘lazy day chic’ look. I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.
Chanyeol was branded on my mind. I couldn’t get him out if it! I made myself some cereal, reminiscing of yesterday morning when he had me right here on the counter, kissing, biting, scratching. I took a deep breath, feeling flushed.Ā
I ate my breakfast silently, at least, silently outside of my mind. I couldn’t stop replaying his raspy moans and the haunting sound of his hand coming down on my bare ass with a rough spank. Just the thought sent tingles up my spine.
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my memories. I unlocked it and smiled when I saw a message from the sexy devil himself.
Yeollie: Sorry I left in such a rush, baby. You looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to wake you. I’ll see you after work
Y/n: But babyyyyy I miss you… inside me š
I smirked at myself when I sent the message. I got up from my seat and put my cereal bowl in the sink. My phone went completely silent, bot a single response. Maybe I wasn’t provoking him enough.
I went back up to our bedroom, turned my phone on to selfie mode and snapped a picture of myself in his hoodie. I made sure to display the “SEXUAL FANTASIES” printed on the front. I sent the picture, but once again, no response. Playing hard to get I see. I went into the bathroom, took off the hoodie and positioned my arm to cover my breasts, barely. I took another picture, flaunting his boxers. I sent the selfie to him with the caption “About to take a shower. Wish you were here”.
I turned on my playlist, pulled off his boxers, and pinned up my hair for my shower. I kept the temperature of the water low to cool myself off. Chanyeol just drove me wild! I felt like an addict after a bender. I absolutely craved the man. I swayed back and forth to the soft beats, letting the water dribble down my suds-covered skin.
“You say you wanna come over to my place~ Just the thought of you in my bedroom it increases my heart rate~” I smiled to myself while I sang along.
Chanyeol was probably in the middle of dance practice which would explain the lack of replies. Once again, thoughts of him flooded back into my mind. I imagined his breaking a sweat, his muscles flexing with every movement, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. I bit my lip, reaching down between my legs and started teasing my clit a little. I stroked up and down my slit, picturing Chanyeol’s big hands instead. My mouth hung open with a moan.
“Mmm, Chan…” I whispered.
Suddenly, the shower curtain flew open. I gasped, almost falling when I saw Chanyeol standing in front of me like a Greek god. He already took it upon himself to strip naked for me.
“Here you are,” he said with a crooked smile. “Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in, baby?” He stepped into the shower, backing me into the corner. I kept my eyes locked on his, but didn’t say a word. I couldn’t believe he actually left early for this. Serves me right for being a tease, I suppose.
I shook my head ‘no’ and trembled when I felt the cold tiles on my back. Chanyeol’s eyes shot down to my hardening nipples. He cupped my breasts, taking the small buds between his fingers with a pinch.
“I love seeing you like this, baby. Even after a cold shower, your skin feels like it’s on fire.” He met my stare and raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Do I get you all hot and bothered?”
“Yes.” I moaned. I was so entranced by how impulsive he was being right now. He was just as turned on as I was.
Chanyeol let go of my breasts, shut off the water and ran his hands down my legs before lifting me into his arms. I coiled my legs around him until he placed me gently on the counter. He picked up a towel to dry me off. Starting at my feet, he slowly worked the soft cloth up my leg, to my inner thigh and back down the other side. He held the towel around my waist, patting me dry and stroked down my arms until I was completely dried off.
“Chanyeol…” I stretched out my legs, holding his hips and pulling him closer. “Fuck me… hard.”
The color of his eyes darkened with lust as he took a step back, picked up his hoodie and said, “raise your arms”. I did what I was told, not wanting to wait any longer. He put it on for me, brushing the hairs out of my face while I straightened it out. Chanyeol lifted me up, holding me against his naked body as he walked us back into our bedroom.
I couldn’t help it. I had to kiss him. I grabbed his sweet cheeks and pulled him in, smashing our lips together. Chanyeol laid me down on our bed and parted our lips to move his kisses down my neck. I raised my legs, giving him perfect access to where he was heading. He looked up as he as he eased his way down to my drenched center.
He closed his big brown eyes, breathing him my sent and slowly grazed his tongue up my slit. My lips parted, allowing my soft whimper to easily pass through into the lustful atmosphere. Chanyeol grasped my ankles, tossing my legs over his broad shoulders. He planted an open-mouth kiss on my warm core, tasting my essence. With one hand rubbing my clit, he pumped his shaft with the other, releasing some tension for himself.
“Y/n… You have no idea what you do to me.” He raised his head from between my legs but continued to rub my clit. “Just seeing you in this hoodie is enough to get me rock-hard.”
“Chan…” I bucked my hips, needing more contact.
“So wet, baby. Is this all for daddy?” He asked with a devilish smile
“Yes, daddy.”
He inserted a finger into me, causing my legs to tense up. I tightened around his finger, showing him how badly I needed him. He bit his lip, trying to resist.
“Fuck me, daddy. Please. I’ll be a good girl~” I said with innocent eyes.
Chanyeol leaned toward my face, staring me down. “Say that again.”
“Fuck me…”
He took a hold of my feet, pulling me down to lay directly beneath him. I nearly took the hoodie off when Chanyeol stopped me.
“Leave it on.” He said. He raised my hips, looking me in the eye and thrusted his entire cock into me.
“Oh, fuck yes! Take me!” I screamed.
Chanyeol fit his long, thick member inside of me, stretching me out. It was something that was a little uncomfortable, but after a few more thrusts, the foreign sensation was gone. All I could feel was the glorious friction paired perfectly with his dark grunts.
“God damn, baby. So tight.” He hid his face in my neck, panting softly as he picked up the pace. “Moan for me love, let me hear you.”
“Oh~ Chanyeol! You’re S-so good. Harder, daddy.” He grabbed a hold of my hips, slamming into me as hard as he could. “Yes! Just like that, daddy! Mmm, I’ve been wanting this all day.”
“I’m here now, baby. You’re all mine now.”
He pounded into me faster and faster till I couldn’t take it anymore. I arched my back and reached my climax. My nails scraped down his back, making him groan. His warm cum shot against my walls while he thrusted mercilessly. My toes curled and stiffened until I finished my vigorous orgasm. Chanyeol stood up on his knees, looking down at the aftermath of his fierce desires.
“You really are my sexual fantasy.” He said.
I pulled him down next to me, covering myself in the soft material. The man was already a skyscraper compared to me, yet he still insists on buying close that are too big even for him. Chanyeol draped his arm around my waist, rubbing my back.
“Did you really leave work early just to see me?” I asked.
“I figured those pictures would have gotten worse if I left you here any longer.”
“…True.” I admitted. He kissed my nose and pulled me on top of him. He always works so hard. What’s one more day in bed?
request: When you watch a movie together and you left to the toilet when you left he see on the couch a little blood (it’s your time of the month started) when you return you really embraced?Ā
Xiumin He is a bit of a neat freak, so he’d feel a bit of a panic, but he wouldn’t be angry with you. He’d even offer to get you some feminine products to help.
Suho “Oh, no. Baby~” He would be very concerned about you. He knows how uncomfortable you get when it’s that time of the month so he wouldn’t draw too much attention to it. By the time you’d come back from the bathroom, the stain would be gone.
Lay He’d be the one to knock on the bathroom door to check on you. “Baobei… It’s just a stain.” The last thing he wasn’t is to make you feel bad about yourself.
Baekhyun “…Hehe…” Our giggly puppy would find something amusing about the whole thing. Almost as if he were laughing his way through the awkwardness/discomfort. He wouldn’t be sure what to do or say.
Chen He would put a change of clothes outside the bathroom door for you. Naturally, they’d be his big t-shirt and sweatpants, but he thinks you look cute in them! By the time you come back to finish the movie, he’d have pain medicine and a heating pad for the cramps.
Chanyeol Because he has a big sister, he’s no stranger to a girl’s monthly. He wouldn’t make anything of it. You two would go right back to normal… after you changed your pants.
D.O He’d be the most freaked out, but he wouldn’t let it show. When you leave for the bathroom and he sees the stain on the couch, he’d go into a small, brief panic and try to get it cleaned up before you get back.
Kai He also has a big sister so he wouldn’t be too worried about it. His focus would be on you. While you’re away, he tries to get rid of the stain. You wouldn’t think anything of it until he engulfs you in cuddles and kisses suddenly.
Sehun He would be a little tease. When you come back he’d start giving you the eye, like he knows something you don’t. He wouldn’t hold a grudge though, he’d just have his fun for a moment and move on from it.
As soon as you sat in his lap, he’d know it’s time to go home. He wouldn’t even think twice about it. He’d help you to the car, lay you down in the back seat and take you back home.
SugaĀ
He’d want to hide his smile, but he’d fail as soon as he notices that you’re asleep. He’d tap you a few times to check if you were awake, but it wouldn’t work.
RMĀ
Although it’s obvious that you won’t even remember what happened, he’d hold on to the cute memory as his own little secret. He knows how shy you get so he wouldn’t taunt you about it.
J-hopeĀ
Our Hobi is a sleepy drunk too, so he would just let you sleep it off. He’d rub your back and let you lay your head on his shoulder until it’s time to go back home.
JiminĀ
I see Jimin playing with your hair while you sleep.. He’d run his fingers through it to brush out the tangles and tuck your bangs behind your ear to keep the strands from getting on your face.
VĀ
He’d think it’s the funniest/cutest thing ever! He’d let you nuzzle your head into his neck and wrap his arms around you. By the time you woke up, he’d have some painkillers for your hangover and a funny story about last night.
Jungkook
He’d start blushing when you sit down on his lap. He wouldn’t know what to do, but when you fall asleep, his first priority is to get you to bed.
My phone buzzed suddenly. I checked my messages only to find a missed call and voicemail from Mark.
“Hey, baby. sorry I missed you. I just got off the plane and thought I’d give you a call. I’m on my way home. Hopefully, you aren’t asleep.” I smiled to myself. He knows me too well. “Anyway. I’ll be home in about 30 minutes. I love you so much. Bye.”
He sounded completely exhausted. I’ve always told him he works way too hard sometimes. Whenever he calls, I have a sense of relief that he’s able to have some downtime. He and I have only lived together for a few months before he went on tour and during that time, he was putting in work for the tour. He’d be gone for hours on end and come home with enough energy to fall into bed.
When he got home tonight, I knew he’d be tired, so I didn’t go above and beyond. Just the essentials. I cleaned up around the house, lit a few candles to freshen the air and changed the sheets. My heartbeat quickened by the minute until I caught a glimpse of headlights through the front window. He’s home!
I unlocked the door and hurried upstairs to tease him a little. Who could resist? I stripped out of all my clothes, leaving my underwear on and tussled my hair a bit. The front door creaked open and I heard Mark’s sweet voice echo down the hall.
“Y/n? Baby?” He called.
I laid out on the bed, trying my best to look tantalizing. Mark opened the door, took a few steps in and froze when he saw me laying there half-naked. He dropped his bags in the middle of the floor and let his eyes explore each curve. I got up on my knees, coming closer to him and held out my hands.
“Welcome home, baby,” I said with a small smile.
Mark walked closer, holding my hands and looking over every inch of my body. I placed his hands on my waist, giving him the perfect opportunity to touch me wherever he desired. He started at my hips, moving lower while I cupped his cheeks, pulling him in for a steamy kiss. I snaked my arms around his shoulders, gasping when he gave my ass a squeeze. Mark trapped my bottom lip between his teeth with a devilish smirk and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. I pulled the jacket off of him, feeling his stiff muscles through his shirt.
“Mmm, Babe~ You’re all tense. I thought you said you wouldn’t strain yourself.” I said with a pout.
“Trust me, baby.” He said with a sigh. He lifted me off the bed and into his arms, proving his strength. “Daddy has plenty of strength. Besides. Everything I do is for you.” He laid me down on my back, climbing on top of me, kissing down my body. “I wanna provide for you…. and take care of you… and make you feel good.” He whispered between kisses. He pulled my panties down with his index finger, freeing his other hand to slowly stroke my slit.
“Oh… Daddy.” I whimpered.
He looked up at me from between my legs, smiling innocently before taking my clit into his mouth. I squirmed and clutched the sheets beneath me. Mark’s big hand pressed to my pelvis, holding me down while he pleasured me mercilessly.
“D-daddy, wait. Please.” I begged. I didn’t want to cum like this. As nice as it was to feel his lips on my body, I was in need of more. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. After five months apart, I just wanted to feel his long cock stretching my walls, claiming me as his.
Mark lifted his head, wiping his mouth of my juices and laying my legs on either side of him. He took his member into his hand, gently grazing his tip against my folds.
“Is this what you’ve wanted all this time?” He asked, keeping his eyes fixed on mine.
I nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than for his to take that first trust. Mark lowered himself, his lips inches away from my face, he suddenly stopped massaging my entrance, then all at once, he slammed into me, forcing his entire cock into my tight heat. My mouth fell open with a long moan. All those nights I imagined him inside me instead of those sex toys or trying to please myself instead of feeling his rough fingers pumping in and out of me, none of it could amount to the real thing.
“This is why I do it, baby girl.” He said. “You’re all mine now, baby. And I’m all yours.”
I clenched around him, trying to hold in my sweet release. All the while I just brought him to the edge with me. Mark gripped my thighs, spreading them even more, taking me from a better angle. My back arched completely off the bed, I screamed out his name and we both came at the same time. The butterflies in my stomach turned into bursts of tingles all over my body, leaving me covered in goosebumps. Mark’s warm cum filled me while his soft moans rang through my ears.
We both laid there, catching our breath and bathing in the afterglow. Mark turned over, bringing me into his chest and kissing my forehead. I traced little patterns on his chest, tickling him with my tight touch. His mouth opened wide with a big yawn.
“I missed you so much, y/n.” He said, feeling drowsy.
“I missed you too. I’m so glad your back. Now you can relax… properly.” I teased.
Mark just smiled and held me close. “That’s why I do it.”
Another day, another workout session with Minseok. If there was anyone in the world who can keep me motivated, it’s him. He knows I prefer going to the gym with someone so, he insists that we go together a few times a week. Today was like any other gym day, only I noticed a flyer for swimming lessons at the front desk.
“Swim lessons! I’ve always wanted to learn.” I turned to show Minseok, but he just chuckled.
“Y/n, that class is for kids. There’s a cartoon duck on it.” He said pointing at the paper.
“Well, could you teach me? The pool is open today.” I asked, walking with him to the locker room.
“Not today, babe. It’s arm day. Besides, neither of us packed a swimsuit” He reminded me.
With that, He kissed my forehead and went into the manās room. I sighed to myself and headed back over to the desk. If he didn’t want to teach me, maybe I could get a professional to do it.
“Excuse me. Are there any swimming instructors for adults?” I asked the guy at the desk.
“Yeah, I’m actually one of the instructors. I’m John.” He extended his hand and I shook it before he went on. “Just send me an email and we can get some lessons scheduled. My earliest opening is tomorrow at three.” He handed me his card and I felt better already.
“Great. Thanks so much!’ I waved goodbye and headed to the locker room to get changed.
The next day Minseok said he would have danceĀ practice all day, so I just went to the gym alone. For the first time in a while, I actually felt comfortable being there without someone, but it was probably because I knew I’d have, John, the instructor, with me.
From the start of my lesson, I tried to follow the pointers I was taught and keep my head above water. We were at it for almost an hour when I caught glimpse of a familiar face while I was floating on my back. I smiled when I saw Minseok up on the second floor, lifting weights until he realized who I was. He dropped the weight, barely missing his foot and rushed to the stairs.
"Uh-oh.” I stood up in the water, breaking away from the instructorās grasp, and waited for Minseok to storm in.
“Y/n? What are you doing?” Minseok stomped over to the edge of the pool, crossing his arms and glared in fury at John.
“I’m learning to swim. You said you didn’t want to so I hired John.” I said, innocently. Minseok’s eyes narrowed, not quite buying my excuse.
“I’ll give you two a moment. Our hours was just about up anyway.” John excused himself and I swam to the edge of the pool.
“Are you mad?” I asked my boyfriend.
Minseok reached for my hand, helping me out of the pool. He grabbed a towel, placing it around my shoulders. “No, I’m not mad. I was just… Shocked. John was getting a little grabby.”
“He was keeping me from drowning,” I said with a laugh.
We walked back to the locker rooms, Minseok wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head. “From now on, I will teach you to swim. We can come back to the pool once a week to do it.”
“Promise?” I asked holding out my pinky.
“I promise.” He replied, verifying our pinky swear.
Minseok He’d be able to see the level of discomfort in your eyes and quickly take action. He would butt right in, holding your waist to establish what is his. In seconds, you both would be in the car, heading home for a refresher of how a real man can treat you š
Suho “You clearly have no idea who you’re dealing with.” Suho would take you to a private area while the other members of the gang… take care of the guy who hit on you. No one flirts with the boss’s girlfriend and gets away with it.
Lay He’s never one to show PDA, but he would certainly start to leave a few visible marks when you two are getting intimate from then on. Seeing you with another man is enough to have him turning primal.
Baekhyun “Take him out."He’s said to his henchmen He may not look tough, but he has connections. He’d be escorting you out while his newest enemy "Gets what he deserves”.
Chen He leaves you alone with your “old friend” for five minutes and comes back to him with his hand on your knee. His jaw would lock up as he walks over to you, grabs your waist, pulls you close and stared your little guy friend down. “Trust me, you need to steal my girl like you need a hole in the head.”
Chanyeol All you would see is the guy’s eyes going wide and in a flash, he’s down. Out cold. As the muscle of the gang, Chanyeol strikes first and asks questions later. You’d leave the club on his arm like his trophy.
D.O. The second the bartender hands you a free drink, he would swoop in and pour it out. Satansoo is officially activated. “I wish someone would buy my girl a drink” he’d say through gritted teeth.
Kai He would be eye-balling the guy all through your date. He’d be holding your hand, kissing your cheek, and any kind of little touches until the creep gets the hint.
Sehun When he catches the bouncer checking you out he’d be very on edge. But the second he hears him giving you a cheap pick up line, Sehun would have him in the unemployment line.
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