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𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫! - 𝐋.𝐡𝐬
𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 ⚥ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: smut, unprotected sex, stalking.
Sorry for late updates. I'm feeling under the weather. I’ll finish Kinktober and then start updating regularly again! Hope you like this one. The plot isn’t my strong suit, but I tried. Also I’m not posting in order since I missed so many days :/
VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG
THIRTY THREE; leave my son out of this
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authors note! hi hi how are u all??? v sleepy today i've had a stressful n long day so i'm hoping i sleep a lil better tonight omg bc i'm sooooo tired :( tysm for all the love as usual! all asks i'll answer later or tomorrow as i'm a lil drained rn but i promise i'm not ignoring them!! ilyasm ^^ p.s it's going to get smutty v soon hehe
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ch. lxxi - tequilla shots, 10 to be exact
fashion mogul!mingi × reader
tw : mentions of sexual harrassment
buy me coffee ?
things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.
It musn't have taken a long time from the time Yunho opened the door to where you were next.
GIRLY JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT CYERCE ELEGANS
If Cyerce nigricans is a butterfly, then this is a fairy... Cyerce nigricans for comparison:
I find it funny whenever i make a sea slug post that gets more notes than expected, like. Yeah, I'm winning at the webbed site (<- made these posts in a sea slug obsessive haze. No one could have seen them and I still would have kept going. It's my enrichment)
*thunder crackling*
THOU ART LISTENING TO
*fireball explosion*
102.3
*bubbling cauldron*
REAL WIZARDS FM
*shimmering mana crystal*
WHERE WE PLAYETH NOTHING BUT CHANTS, CHANTS, AND MORE CHANTS
*wololo*
THIS ART NOT THINE ELDER MATRIARCH'S STATION
*Imagine Dragons - Radioactive starts playing*
sorry this is so bad i just. needed
VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG
THIRTY TWO; ignore jake's pining
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ch. lxx - failed engagement
fashion mogul!mingi × reader
buy me coffee ?
things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.
RENT IS DUE! (Teaser)
- Pairing: housemates!(Jaehyun,Mark,Jeno,Jaemin) x fem!reader
- Genre: SMUT, Housemates, Mature
- W.C: (?)k (original plot)
- Warnings: PERVERT (all of them are pervert and you can’t change my mind here) there is no important warning here but the original plot will have all necessary SMUT warnings and some manhandling(?) idk coz keep imagining things until the main post drops down.
Note: please I want to thanks to people for reading and reblogging. Reviews are always appreciated . Applause to the ones who come up to me to interact and they know how friendly I am. Okay enough!
VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG
THIRTY ONE; jokes on you I like that
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When his phone went off for the fourth time, Heeseung finally picked it up. You were already asleep in your room after he had picked you up from work a few hours prior, the two of you sharing a few kisses after dinner before both going to your separate rooms. It was hard for Heeseung to take things slow when the two of you lived together, the moment you said you were off to bed he wanted to follow you there. But he stopped himself, he was taking things slow and he knew he wouldn’t let himself fuck it up this time.
Heeseung closed his bedroom door as he accepted the call from the unknown number, bringing the phone up to his ear and sitting on the edge of his bed.
“Hello?” He mumbled, running a hand through his hair as an anxious habit.
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ch. lxix - amicable
fashion mogul!mingi × reader
buy me coffee ?
things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.
Mingi was in a foul mood.
It was apparent since the moment he step into the soccer field with his eyebrows knitted together tightly and a deep frown on his face. Several people tried to greet him out of politeness and habit only to halt and turn on their heels seeing Mingi looking like he was about to combust and burn anyone near him. So for once, people didn't dare approach him. Not even as he abused the grass of the corner field.
VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG
THIRTY; my eyes only
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authors note! slightly shorter once bc I'm off out now! hope u enjoy a lil silly one,,, ilyasm and tysm for all the love ^^
trick or treat!
tease | p.sh
୨୧ word count - 3.5k
୨୧ genre - bf!sunghoon x gf!reader, smut. so much smut in this. sunghoon comes home from work and fucks the living shit out of you
୨୧ warnings - minors please dni with this post! tons of degradation, overstimulation, possessive side of hoon?, rough sex, dom!sunghoon, cumming inside
୧ a.n -thank you all sm for 400 !!! <3 just came back from enhypens newark stop and i think someone bias wrecked me hard. also minors please dni i know you're still here
the feeling of boredom washes over you as you effortlessly slump your body over the ridiculously cold couch sunghoon insisted on purchasing when the two of you went shopping for household furniture.
a long sigh escapes your lips as you give up on searching for the blanket you had been looking for as you slowly looked over to see it staring at you.. from the opposite side of the couch.
you use the last of your energy to sit up and grab the blanket, snatching it almost throwing yourself back into the warm spot you laid in after.
you lazily roll over onto your side, tang top struggling to support both of your boobs as you reach over to the coffee table to pick up your phone. scrolling through the notifications gave you a boost of serotonin, staring at the messages from your boyfriend you had been anticipating receiving.
sunghoon:
doing anything today, my love?
the nickname your boyfriend associated with you always gave your stomach butterflies. seeing the word 'love' on your screen nearly made your eyes light up and your stomach twist with need.
your boyfriend, sunghoon would always text you at 1pm. it was an hour that allowed him time to answer unread emails, make plans, do actual work, or think about you.
after naturally adjusting to his surprisingly neat schedule, you noticed yourself start to look foward to his free hour during the week. you picked up your phone after pondering on a response to use back for almost a full 3 minutes.
sunghoon noticed a pattern in your response times, in fact, he took the time to memorize how long it usually took you to respond. when the two of you would have a casual conversation though text, he noticed it would take you close to 20 seconds to respond if you weren't doing something.
but when he sends a message that brings a familiar ache to your bottom half, you would take a bit longer.. to him. in reality, it would only take you a minute or two to finally pull a response out of your ass.
he thought it was cute. the way your words would match the nervous tremble of your hands was adorable to him, you were so innocent, and it made him more worked up than he wanted to admit.
you:
hi hoonie! sooo bored without you :((
he responds almost immediately, making your phone almost drop to the floor as you let out a small gasp.
sunghoon:
what are you doing right now? i miss my princess, wish i was there.
you're helplessly rubbing your thighs together at his words. you think to yourself 'maybe i shouldn't be getting this needy over a text message with no intention of getting you this wet' but you can't help your mind wandering.
you can imagine the text messages being read in his voice, what tone he would say it in and how he would say it. the only thing on your mind is sunghoon. the way he speaks to you makes you go crazy. sometimes you wondered if these messages were intentional, but you would never ask him that.
if you knew sunghoon, you knew that he could be the sweetest guy ever. he's patient, has an overwhelmingly comfortable aura that most girls definitely notice, and has a voice that makes you melt whenever he opens his mouth to speak.
from the outside, sunghoon is perfect boyfriend material.
that doesn't change when you look at him from the inside. one thing about sunghoon is that he hates a brat. especially a girl who needs to be humbled and put in their place.
as you slightly overthink about a variety of things that sunghoon does, you realize he mentioned he would be staying at the office a bit later to catch up on some work. he took a few days off for you, not because you were sick or really needed him, but because he wanted to spend time with his girl.
you're still thinking- this time about something that's worth the stress. along with remembering that he was gonna be at work till late, you also remembered that sunghoon bought a set of lingerie for you the last time you and him went out shopping.
you never ended up wearing it because he didn't let you. he wanted to be the one to put it on you, feeling the warmth of your skin as he delicately draped the stitched patterns over your curves. he also wanted to be the one to roughly rip it off of you, but you didn't know this.
you thought about the lingerie set for a bit, honestly forgetting about it after your boyfriend spoke a harsh 'no' the last time you brought it up. his text message staring back at you through the glowing device gave you an idea.
it took you awhile to finally gather the courage and energy to get up from the couch and search for the set of lingerie. as you begin your search, you can't help but think about the outcome of the situation. the thrill of not being able to know what he would do had your panties soaked.
finally, after searching through the what felt like countless drawers and moving things around like an untamed animal, you finally laid your eyes upon the light pink lace of the set- and it was beautiful. the lace looked carefully stitched and ruffles being perfectly placed around the bralette, almost as if it were made for you.
you swallow your worries and step foward, carefully picking up the bra and hooking it around your free boobs. you turned around, looking at your half naked body in the mirror with a small smile. it held them perfectly and gave them a slight push up, enough to slightly give you more cleavage than you already had.
the underwear hugged your curves tightly, making your ass the perfect fit for the laced fabric. it complimented your skin, making taking the photo a breeze. you tried out a few positions, laughing at a few before finally deciding on one that you knew would have sunghoons heart racing.
you were getting painfully sensitive by the time you were done photographing your body. the cold air grazing your barely covered heat has goosebumps quickly traveling along the sides of your arms.
you sat on the couch, still in the lingerie set with your phone sitting menacingly infront of you. as you open his contact carefully, you began to think about how he could react. you couldn’t guess how your boyfriend would respond because the two of you barely had sex.
if you tried, he would warn you with things like ‘i don’t wanna hurt you’ or even ‘i’ll be too rough..’ and although you appreciated his concern, you wanted to see this “forbidden” side of sunghoon he was trying to hide so badly.
a deep, shaky sigh escapes your tightly shut lips as you slowly select each image.
pressing the send button makes your heart nearly drop as you stare at the blue line above your images, letting you know that your images are sending at a painfully slow pace.
you:
attachment: 4 images
i miss u more hoon.. :(
the message finally goes through, and your heart is nearly thumping out of your chest as you wait for your boyfriend to respond. it takes him what feels like hours to respond. seconds feel like minutes as you stare at his contact, the photo of him smiling back at you makes your heart flutter.
after waiting for a decade, you finally see your message is read by him. you’re still waiting in suspense, but this time you have a sly smirk painted across your face. you’re already blushing, but somehow you feel your face getting hotter.
suddenly you see a typing bubble pop up at the corner of your eye. it has your full attention, fading in and out as sunghoon attempted a response. you can tell he’s nervous, usually he never stops typing in the middle of a sentence nonetheless keep deleting his responses and restarting.
his struggle made you smile even harder. he gets shy all the time in person, but knowing it’s because of you somehow makes the growing pool in your panties an ocean.
the typing bubble appears one last time before completely disappearing, sunghoon stopped typing. your gaze is completely focused on your phone, you wouldn’t dare to open another tab while waiting for him to respond.
confused, you wait for him to say something. it feels like another century goes by before you give up, shutting off your phone and pouting. “why wouldn’t he-“ you muttered to yourself, abruptly cut off by the sound of your phone vibrating against the glass coffee table.
one again, your heart is in your ass as you slowly turn your phone over. the light illuminates your face as you quickly enter your password and click on sunghoons contact.
sunghoon:
attachment: 1 image
look what you’ve done, pretty girl
it’s a photo. your eyes dart across the screen as you study the picture. your jaw almost drops out of shock as you slowly realize what it is. it’s a photo of sunghoon, slumped on his office chair.
he’s using his free hand to hold his clothed erection, which shows as an imprint on his tightly fitted pants. he’s looking into the camera with a dazed expression, nearly making you drool.
he sends another message right after.
sunghoon:
don’t fucking touch yourself till i get there
you still had his messages open, so the text bubble is read immediately. you’re practically rolling your hips onto the couch without realizing, staring at the photo in awe. “fuck,” you curse under your breath.
you wanna tease him. his aggressive message wasn’t enough for you, you wanted him to take everything out on you. you wanted to see how aggressive your boyfriend was.
your mind is racing with thoughts as you find your way to your shared bedroom to continue what you started, standing in front of the mirror. with phone held tightly in one hand you hit record.
you slowly bend over, phone capturing the mirror as you carefully slip off the perfectly fitted panties making them fall to your ankles.
your cunt is on full display, the light hitting it at an angle that shows how soaked you were. your back arches as you slip a finger in. it goes in so easily, your heat practically sucking your finger in as you bite your lips to hold back any moans.
you’re breathing heavily, chest heaving as your hand shakily ends the video.
you:
attachment: 1 video
what are you gonna do about it?
you send it to him without any hesitation, the pink flush on your face grows as you rub slow circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves between your legs.
you’re looking at the photo as the video slowly sends, fantasizing about it. your mind comes up with countless scenarios about him in this position, how your head could bob on his hard cock- even better, how you could ride him till his head is thrown back and his eyes glue shut.
the message is read by sunghoon immediately, and your heart races as you watch the typing bubble pop up right after.
sunghoon:
not listening to daddy anymore? what a fucking slut
you:
i wish my bf was here to fuck me :( guess ill have to do it myself
sunghoon:
you really wanna start this huh
your bottom lip is raw from being big and licked. you look at the message, eyes glistening as you quickly type something with your free hand.
you:
come home hoonie, im gonna cum soon :(
sunghoon:
i’m gonna fucking ruin you, im omw now
you:
how long?
sunghoon:
5 mins. gonna teach you a lesson you’ll remember
it’s been about 6 minutes. you’re waiting, legs spread on the bed you and your boyfriend sleep on. you’ve been keeping yourself wet, rubbing soft circles on your puffy clit as you look into your gallery of photos from your boyfriend with your free hand.
you’re teasing yourself, careful to not rub yourself too fast in fear of cumming before your boyfriend gets home.
suddenly a loud thud sounds from the front door, nearly shaking the entire house. it’s followed by the sound of who you assume is your boyfriend, throwing his bag and coat down onto the floor and walking into your room.
the door flies open, cool air from the door hitting your barely clothed body as your eyes meet your boyfriend. you slowly set your phone down, only to be stopped. “don’t. don’t fucking move.” he demands.
you’ve never been one to listen, but the way his voice is lower by a few octaves makes you submit to him almost immediately. “s-sorry-“
“bit too late for that my love, hands away” he says. his eyes are speaking for him, they’re full with lust as they look down at your body. you ignore his commands, instead speeding up the pace that you rubbed your clit at.
“did you not hear me? i said hands away.” he hisses, belt becoming undone in his hands. “b-but i feel so good, hoon” your emphasis on the word ‘good’ makes him almost grit his teeth in anger. he hates when he’s not the one pleasuring you.
you yelp in surprise as sunghoon grabs both of your wrists with a singular hand, wrapping his belt around them tightening it as you squirm under him. “fucking slut, this is what you wanted, isn’t it?” you’re smiling up at him, mascara slightly smudged as you bat your eye lashes at him.
“wanted to be fucked like one hm? wanted me to put in your fucking place?” he’s cursing under his breath as he finally frees his aching cock from his boxers.
you’re grinding onto nothing as your gaze patiently glares at his hard erection. it’s big, and you’re waiting for him to ruin you with it.
he takes his cock in his fist giving it a few slow, long strokes as he lets out a shaky groan. he’s trying to stop his hips from bucking into his fist, tightening his grip on his leaking tip as his eyes look back into yours.
“wh- what are you doing?” you whine, attempting to scoot your ass closer to him so he could slip it in. he stops you, defined hand nearly slapping onto your thigh as he makes sure you can’t move.
“you don’t deserve to be fucked like a good girl.” he purrs, fist still wrapped around his cock as he desperately thrusts into it. “w-wait- hoon!” you cry, cheeks red from frustration.
you’re in tears, close to sobbing as you watch your boyfriend thumb at his leaking tip. “no baby, just watch” his breath hoarse with desire. he’s teasing himself, switching up his pace so he doesn’t cum just yet.
“wa-want this big cock to fucking destroy you hm?” he’s whining, the strain of his voice makes you wanna cry. his eyes travel your body faster than you’ve ever seen him look at anything.
“hoonie, please- just slip it in!!” you’re begging him. eyes big as you look at his erection. his cock twitches as he curses under his breath, head draping down to get a better look at you.
his hair falls gracefully, slightly covering his pink-flushed face. he’s fucking himself into his fist- unable to control his hips as they thrust up everytime you make a noise.
low, hoarse grunts escape from his plump lips and flow into your ears like a melody. “still wet?” he whispers, still looking into your eyes. “show me.. show me how fucking wet you are, princess” his eyes are hazy and unfocused, gaze barely able to stay on your eyes as he pushes your soiled panties to the side.
he sends a shiver down your spine as he moves closer to you. he slaps the tip of his hard length onto your puffy clit, forcing your hips to jolt at his touch with rough exhale from you. “fuck,” he groans.
theres a pause between you two. the air is almost suffocating, filled with sunghoons breath hitching groans and your pleading cries. “open wide, slut.” you follow his commands, opening your mouth and sticking out your flat tongue to his dismissal.
warm, sticky saliva falls onto your tongue as sunghoon spits into your mouth, he’s firmly holding your chin between his fingers. “swallow.” you open your mouth to show him you swallowed everything.
“that’s a good fucking girl.” he groans with a chuckle. you gasp as you suddenly feel him roughly enter your slick hole with no warning. your back arches, mouth open as your eyes involuntarily shut.
his free hand moves from your chin, leaving your face with a harsh slap as he moves both of his hands to your hips, gripping them harshly. he’s manically thrusting in and out of you, not giving you any time to adjust.
sunghoons smiling smugly, staring at your fucked out face as he moves in and out at an almost inhumane pace. “ahh- f-uck- hoonie- ‘s good..“ you manage you get out before all of your words turn into incoherent babbles.
“and who’s your fu-cking daddy, hm?” words punctuated by the deep, violent thrusts of his cock ramming in and out of you. you start to realize his face his getting red, and his breaths are becoming shorter as his whimpers become more frequent.
he lowers his gaze to your tits, one hand fondling them. “sh-shit- you!!” you cry, teary eyes looking up at him for only a second before you’re closing them, tears flowing down your cheeks.
you’re both close. “‘m gonna cum- hoon-“ he’s ignoring your cries and your begs for him to stop. you feel your climax building up dangerously quickly as he speeds up his pace, thrusts becoming rough and sloppy.
his only goal is to make you cum, he’s throbbing inside of you as you squirm under him, desperate for release. he’s practically annihilating your insides as you finally feel the knot in your stomach snap, clenching around your boyfriends erection.
you’re shaking under him, toes curling as you let out an unusually loud moan. “cum on my cock p-princess, fuck,” you’re seeing stars, completely ready to pass out as your vision goes completely foggy. you still feel him fucking himself into you, he’s moaning so often, maybe even louder than you.
he’s pulled back to earth just for a moment. “fuck- good girl, my good little girl- shit-“ he breathes out. he’s holding back, trying to not to cum just to feel you clench around him for a bit longer.
you’re pulling yourself away from him with the last of the energy you have, completely overstimulated and fucked out of your mind. every thrust feels so so good, almost painful. you can’t take it anymore. suddenly, you feel his grip on your hips tighten. “s-said i’m not done yet, f-fucking whore-“ he hissed, his raspy voice almost making you cum on the spot.
his hips hardly lift from yours as his cock drags onto your velvety walls. he’s fucking your ridiculously sensitive cunt, overstimulating you past words. at this point, both of you can barely speak. he’s moaning, messily thrusting into you and you’re on a different planet, barely able to stay conscious.
the untamed moans stumble out of your mouth as he rolls his hips into yours with an increasingly fast rhythm. “fuck, where do you want it?” he breathes. he’s not gonna last, and if you don’t answer, he’s not gonna waste the perfect chance to cum inside.
“fuck-ing answer me- shit-“ now he’s the one begging you for something. his chest his heaving, his cock twitching with a desperate need to cum as he waits for your response. you’re too far gone to even speak- head thrown back as your body still attempts to squirm away from him.
he’s impatient, unable to hold himself back any longer as he pulls you as closer, as close as he can get to your body. finally, you feel him enter you one last time with a hard thrust, balls slapping against your sensitive heat. he’s cumming, you feel his hot and sticky cum filling you up to the brim.
choked whimpers escape his throat as you shake under him one last time, as you reach an unexpected climax. you’re squeezing him, and he’s barely able to speak as he sits with you. his cock sits still inside of you, twitching slightly as his hips buck ever so often.
you feel his warm, trembling hands against your skin. he’s pulling you into a hug, his warm yet sweaty embrace wraps around you as your eyes flutter closed. you melt into his arms, nearly falling asleep as soon as he hugs you.
you feel his hand carefully move your soft hair out of your face. his plump, shaky lips kiss your skin gently. you feel his chest vibrate from his low, husky voice as he whispers something into your ear.
“you’re so beautiful like this, baby"
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VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG
TWENTY NINE; on my mind constantly
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authors note! hi hi sorry it's so late! had a lil writers block n also deleted like half of this n rewrote it bc I hated it,,,,,, god i'm having v big imposter syndrome rn! anyway! super important chapter and big big moment for heeyn enjoyers today! hope u guys like it, i'm super excited for where this smau is going,,,, remember, we have a lot ahead of us so we are no where near the end so dw!! tonnes more heeyn content to come ^^ ilyasm and tysm for all the support ^^ have the best day/night!! smau and written part and word count is 2.9k!
By the time Heeseung had gotten home, you’d worked yourself up into an anxious state to the point that even Momo had noticed and was tucked up against you to try and calm you down. He hadn’t said it explicitly, but knowing that he wanted to talk about something made you scared, even if the conversation with your dad had gone well.
You all but jumped out of your seat when you heard his keys enter the lock, the sound making both you and Momo rush off the couch and to the hallway to greet him. You were too nervous to sit still, your heart jumping when you saw him walk inside holding a bag of food and something else behind his back.
Heeseung was wearing a suit today, he’d been wearing them more often since he’d become manager and you definitely hadn’t been complaining. He caught your eyes as he entered the apartment, immediately breaking into a soft smile when he saw both you and Momo standing there.
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ch. lxvii - unexpected
fashion mogul!mingi × reader
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things aren't always what it seems but when even the truth is left unheard, what can people do? one musn't lie but what if the lie is more accepted than the truth? the scariest thing in this world isn't monsters or demons. it's people with no agenda and time to waste.
