I Love When Men(mark) Are Low Key Pathetic 🫶

what was the thing doja cat said about big noses? you thought to yourself while staring at bf!jeno’s side profile, again.

“i seriously can’t get over how nice your nose is. has anyone ever told you that?” you placed your head on the palm of your hand, admiring him.

“i don’t think anyone has ever been as obsessed with my nose as you. what’s with you?” he laughs looking away from his phone and in your direction.

“i just like big noses because,” you pause, debating if you should even finish that sentence. there’s quite a long pause, long enough for jeno to set his phone down and turn his attention all on you.

“please enlighten me, baby.” he found you being flustered quite entertaining. he wasn’t gonna let you back out of this now.

“um,” you let out a breathy laugh, breaking the eye contact. suddenly you felt nervous.

“hm?” he leaned in closer, leveling with your gaze so now you were forced to look at him.

“because you can sit on them” you finished with a quiet voice, turning your head.

“i’m sorry, can you repeat that?” he held a hand to his ear. oh, how he loved teasing you.

“because you can sit on them!” you yelled finally looking at him again, but with flushed cheeks.

“ohh okay” he leans back on the couch away from your space now, but still looking at you with a smirk. you rolled your eyes, annoyed with his teasing and moved to walk out already embarrassed enough.

“no, no where do you think you’re going?” he moves to grab your hand, pulling you back.

“away. you’re making me feel embarrassed for even bringing this up.”

“i didn’t say anything though” he tugs on your hand so you’re in between his spread legs. “sit on it.”

you raise your brows thinking you heard him wrong.

“pardon?”

“you heard me, sit on it.”

he pulls you down to sit on his lap, arms moving to wrap around your waist pulling you into him.

“sit on my face, baby and you can ride my nose while you’re at it.”

pls pls pls can you write something about sucking jisung off………… i love you <3

nsfw. +18. oral (m rec.)

you were so tired of waiting for your boyfriend to come home; the insane amount of things you did today while he was at the company since early in the morning.

you cleaned your shared room and your shared closet, spent solid two hours online shopping. jisung wasn't much different, he kept fighting the urge to not message you "i miss you" every 5 minutes, or else he'd get in trouble.

your eyes were closing involuntarily while you were under the warm blankets of your bed, and although you promised him that you would wait for him, it was already so late.

when you heard the sound of keys fumbling from afar you knew it was him, and you mentally thanked God for not getting asleep before the time he got home.

you ran out of the bedroom, smiling when you were met with jisung's figure from across the room, arms wide open for you.

you practically jumped in his embrace as his hands made their way under your thighs, being secure while carrying you.

"hi baby, oh my god." he leaned away from the hug to peck your lips, smiling. "i tried my best to leave early but we had tons of meetings and they wanted us to practice more for the next-"

you cut him off by kissing him again, fingers getting lost in the dark hair locks on his nape. jisung smiled between the kiss, walking further away the room with you still in his arms.

when his lips left yours to catch his breath, his eyes scanned over your body. just noticing that you were wearing his all time favorite lace night gown of yours. 

you grabbed his jaw to push his head up, pecking his lips again and again. "at least try to hide your stare, ji.”

jisung clicked his tongue, a blush painting his cheeks. making his and your way to your shared bedroom, "you're cute, princess. can't hold myself when you wear that."

"i know." you smiled again, still massaging his hair. "how was practice?"

"nice, but i got yelled at a million times. couldn't focus when all i was thinking about was you." he said before kissing your cheek.

you laughed and playfully slapped his arm, leaning to hug him again with your face deep buried in his chest.

jisung squeezed your thigh, "get on the bed for me while i take a bath, princess. i'll be fast."

you jumped off his body with a pout painting your lips, not wanting to stay a minute more without his presence and his touch.

you almost choked when your boyfriend got out of the bathroom, his hair a bit wet and his usual sleep attire being today’s choice. grey sweatpants and a black shirt.

it was humiliating to see the way your legs started to press together in the exact moment he appeared. fuck.

jisung joined you on the bed, both of you smirking as you got up slightly to hover over him, “oh hi there.”

“hey, gorgeous.” his hands flew to your hips, messing with the flimsy fabric of the lace covering your body.

you kissed his lips, his tongue entering your mouth in a hot minute, the heat of the kiss making you more in need than you’ve ever been.

“can i suck you off, ji?” you mumbled in between, desperation being heard through your voice. “help you relax.”

jisung couldn’t hold back a smile when you asked him that so nicely. puppy eyes looking up at his own, fuck, you made him crazy.

“get to work.”

you smiled sheepishly, letting your hands slide all over his body, crawling back to the edge of the bed.

jisung made space for you between his legs, caressing your hair while you helped him take off his sweats, being met with the hard erection on his boxers.

your hand teasingly cupped his cock through his boxers, and you let out a chuckle when his reaction was exactly what you were craving for.

“cmon, baby. don’t tease.” jisung’s deep whiny voice echoed in your ear.

he raised his hips and you lowered the fabric just enough for his hard cock to slip out, the pink tip shining with his pre cum.

“suck.”

you french kissed his tip while pumping the base with both hands. no matter how many times you suck him off or he fucks you, you’d never get used to his big size. jisung was huge.

when you started sinking your mouth slowly at first, but then sinking deeper to accommodate his whole cock in your mouth, jisung cursed loudly, groaned loudly.

“fuck fuck fuck.. yeah do it just like that.” the scene being seen through your eyes was truly amazing. your boyfriend with his head thrown back, mouth wide agape while panting. big veiny hands gripping your hair in a ponytail.

saliva pooled in the corner of your mouth as you tried to suck him whole. the musky and masculine scent intoxicating your senses.

jisung kept on cursing and mumbling, “good.. princess doing so fucking good.”

one of your hands caressed his balls while the other tried to grab his entire base. cheeks hollowing with his girthy warm cock inside your mouth.

“it’s s-so big, ji.” you cried, pulling back with a string of saliva connected to his dick, tears gathered in the corner of your eyes.

jisung’s thumb touched your lips and cheeks, loving the way you’re absolutely fucked out just from sucking him off.

“i know, baby. but i also know you can take it, hm?” you looked up at him again when he tapped your lips with his tip.

you went back to business, breathing through your nose when you sucked all of him.

“you’re so beautiful.” he spat, his eyes never leaving your figure.

you felt his thighs start to tremble not much time after, “ i’m close, love. get up.” jisung softly said, groaning again when your wet mouth left his needy cock.

his cock was all wet with your spit, drooling with pre cum. he helped you crawl back again to the bed, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer, “let me finish inside you.”

thank you for the request !!!! <3

the feminine urge to dye my hair pink

everytime i see haechan i let out the loudest giggle he’s so attractive omg i feel like a school girl with a hallway crush

If I had a dick I’d post bulge everyday for my queens

| pairing: submissive!Haechan x Dom!gn!Reader

| warnings: 18+ MDNI. handjob. noona kink. edging. praise kink.

| wc: 2.5k

| aurora's note: say goodbye to mine and @hisunflower's sanity!

Haechan took his skin care seriously— Not more so than Mark, truth be told, but certainly more so than other people. It was mesmerizing watching him complete his ritual every morning and every evening. The care he put into it, the time it took, the love he had for doing the same thing over and over again every day just to have some semblance of a routine when things as an idol could get so chaotic on a whim. You liked watching him go about his morning and evening regime.

In the morning, he’d wake up early— More so than you preferred since his alarm also woke you up even though you didn’t have to get ready until hours later; However, waking up to the sound of his alarm always gave you the chance to feel him shifting around next to you to reach for his phone and turn off his alarm before turning back to you to kiss your cheek. You always smiled to yourself when he did that. He didn’t have to go out of his way to kiss you first thing in the morning, but Haechan admitted one time when you asked about it that his favorite thing was waking up every morning next to you, so he always felt like he had to show his appreciation for such a gift.

After shuffling out of bed, Hyuck would trudge to the bathroom where he would start the shower to let it heat up while he stripped off his pajamas and set out all of his skin care on the counter. There was so much of it that he had to keep it organized under the sink or else your bathroom would be overrun by his belongings, leaving no room for your toothbrush and toothpaste. Once he was ready and the steam from the shower was fogging up the mirror, he’d step under the water and begin his shower routine, which wasn’t so simple like the ungodly “3-in-1” bottles at the grocery store. While the water was still hot, he would wash his body with scented soaps— Hyuck took his perfumes seriously. Sometimes he would shave. Most times not. Shaving only happened if he had performances or photo shoots coming up; Other than that, he kept his happy trail just for you since you loved it so much. Then Haechan would cool the water just slightly so that he could begin washing it with a shampoo that helped make it as soft and fluffy as it was, and it prevented hair loss due to all the hair dye and hair gel he had to apply over the years. As he approached the end of his shower, Haechan would force himself to wake up with icy cold water. You could never shower with him because of that. His conditioner protected his hair even more and gave it that silky final touch. But just to make sure, Hyuck used a hair care product meant for hair growth and softness. He really cared about making sure his hair was soft.

By the time he was out of the shower, you were up, starting the coffee pot in the kitchen and pulling out a protein bar and banana for him to eat either on the way to work or once he would arrive. To let the steam out, Haechan would open the bathroom door. You took that as your sign that it was safe to bother him finally.

“Are you getting lunch with Renjun today?” you asked, taking a seat on the counter.

Haechan nodded before applying his shaving cream to his chin and above his upper lip.

“M’kay.”

Usually you and Hyuck got lunch together, but you understood that he had plans, so you’d stay home or get something quick near the apartment.

You watched silently as Haechan began shaving slowly, leaning over the counter to make sure he could see clearly since he didn’t want to bother with glasses or contacts yet. When he was done, he quickly washed his face to get rid of the leftover shaving cream.

“When’s your next team dinner with ilichil?”

Haechan began shaking his skin care bottles to mix up the ingredients. “Next Friday. We’re getting chicken and beer at that place in Gangnam— You know, the one with the cheese and bread chicken?” You nodded. “Yeah, that one. Then we’re gonna drink at Doyoung’s place.”

“What? No one wants to carry him home again from the bar?” you teased.

“Fuck no.”

As the water ran, Haechan leaned over the sink and began washing his face with soap prescribed to him by his dermatologist.

“At least you don’t have to also deal with drunk Taeyong now.”

Haechan gulped. “Yeah…”

It wasn’t as funny as you meant it to be, so you fell silent again while he applied a foam based product also prescribed to him— In fact, everything sitting on the counter was prescribed by one person or another. Idol things.

Bottles and bottles of different skin care were pulled forward for use then pushed back to be set to the side to signal the end of their use. You watched intently the entire time. The way Haechan’s palms made sure his entire face was covered in the products, his fingers brushed his wet hair out of his face whenever it fell forward due to gravity, and the towel on his hips slowly falling down… You were enchanted by him. He was doing mundane morning shit, yet you were so in love with him that you thought he was the prettiest man on Earth. You wished he didn’t feel the need to wear make up— Or that the company wouldn’t make him do it just because he was an idol. He was perfect the way he was. His moles were so cute, you had to kiss them almost every night when you two would cuddle in bed. The pimples on his face were addicting to stare at— You knew that he hated them, of course, but, fuck, you loved them so much. “But the skin care’s supposed to get rid of them,” he’d argue with a pout. “They’ll go away eventually, Hyuck, don’t worry.” And he’d pout some more while you kissed his blemishes.

“Do you wanna get dinner tonight?” he asked, squeezing toothpaste onto his tooth brush.

You swung your feet back and forth in front of you while staring at his cheeks. “Sure. We can go to the market out by Kyung Hee University, get some street food?”

He nodded with a smile.

It’d been a while since the two of you went out for street food. You could really only get away with it in the winters since everyone was so bundled up to fight the cold that no one looked twice at the two of you, wondering if the man hiding under layers of clothes, a hat, and a mask was an idol or not.

Hyuck began brushing his teeth aggressively, his cheeks hollowing out around the brush while trying to prevent any toothpaste from dripping down his freshly shaved chin. His moles… The pimples… His wet hair… His soft stomach… The towel that was barely hiding anything of him now… Fuck, you couldn’t help yourself—

You slid off the counter, catching Haechan’s attention who raised a brow at you as you walked behind him and wrapped your arms around his torso, propping your chin on his shoulder. His continued to watch you with confusion. A kiss to his shoulder that drifted up to his neck, and your hands laying flat on his lower stomach, thumbs pushing into the plushness of it, that gave him more answers than if you would’ve told him straight up, “Sorry, you’re irresistible, let me use you for a few minutes.”

He mumbled while still brushing his teeth, “I gotta leave soon.”

You didn’t entertain him with a reply. Instead, you left a hickey on his neck. Hyuck hissed at the feeling and tried to squirm out of your grasp, but you held true, hands drifting down to finally remove his towel completely. He was already getting hard. It wasn’t difficult to get Haechan worked up, truth be told. Your touch on his body was always so tempting, how could he not give into every single one of his fantasies around you? When you took his length in one of your hands, Haechan hesitated, his mouth agape, threatening to spill some of his toothpaste. He stared at you through the mirror. You were so preoccupied with leaving a hickey that you couldn’t pull away to look back at him completely, but seeing you glance at him through your lashes made his knees weak. His cock pulsed in your hand. He was getting harder. There was no going back.

But he was still going to be late for work. So Hyuck, against his better judgment, continued brushing his teeth, albeit with a lot more caution, like he was waiting for you to make another sudden move that would paralyze him. Of course you did just that. Your hand slowly worked its way along his length, starting down at his base before dragging up to his sensitive tip, which you teased with your thumb, forcing Haechan to abandon the thought of holding his toothbrush so that he could catch himself on the counter before he could completely topple over. He let out a gasp, but his teeth stayed gritted against the plastic handle of his toothbrush.

“You’re too cute, baby,” you cooed in his ear.

Haechan bucked in your hand in an attempt to get away from the brutal stimulation over his tip. You indulged him slightly by transferring your attention to jerking him off fast. His knees buckled under his weight, but thanks to your arms still wrapped around him and his hands pressed against the bathroom counter, he hardly faltered, allowing you to continue pleasuring him.

“Noona,” he croaked into his toothbrush.

You grinned against his skin. Fuck, he smelled so good. And he was so soft after his shower… Fuck, you would keep him trapped in bed all day with you if you could. It killed you to have to let him go eventually.

The sound of your hand pumping the length of his cock echoed throughout the bathroom. The heat of his heavy breath and his skin heating up against yours started fogging the mirror up again. When you looked at him again, he was red, he couldn’t keep his eyes open, and his thighs were trembling while he tried to balance his weight against your body. He looked so cute when he was overwhelmed.

“I just… I just showered… I can’t… We can’t make a mess…” His words were so gargled it was hard to make it out, but you knew what he meant.

“I like making a mess of you, though, pretty boy,” you replied seductively. You grabbed his cheeks, reveling in the way his skin texture felt against the pads of your fingers. “Watch yourself.”

Hyuck gulped.

He looked so pretty with a clean face that was a bit redder than usual, aside from what was caused by sex hormones, because of how much he’d been messing with it during his morning routine. His pimples were a bit irritated. They were angry with him for applying so many counter-measurements that would attack them until they were gone. You savored that moment. Both of you watching his naked body through the mirror as you jerked him off and he struggled in your grasp the closer he got to the edge. Poor thing was already dripping pre-cum which was ultimately to your benefit since it acted as lubricant to ease your quick motions.

Haechan grabbed your wrist with one of his hands, championing for you to go even faster, but you fought him on it, immediately stopping what you were doing. He moaned, the toothbrush falling out of his mouth and onto the counter.

“Please!” he cried out.

“Behave yourself.”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry… Please… Let me cum. Please.”

“I will, I will,” you cooed in his ear before kissing behind it.

Slowly, after he released your wrist, you started up again slowly, showing special attention to his dripping tip. You shushed him calmly. Yet Haechan was adamant about chasing his orgasm, so he tried his best to trick you into fisting him faster while making it look like he wasn’t doing a single thing; Although it was clearly obvious to you what he was doing. Still, it was kind of cute watching him struggle… You liked seeing his face contort through the emotions of trying to control himself and feeling an overwhelming amount of pleasure. You could feel his stomach tensing under the hold of your arm.

“So fucking pretty… Smell so good too… And your hair’s gonna be so fluffy today once it dries, I can just tell already…”

Haechan blushed.

“You like that? Being told how perfect you are?”

He tried to hide his face from you, but you continued to make him look in the mirror. Your thumb drifted gently over one of his moles. Ah, fuck, you could’ve cum on the spot…

“Noona,” he mumbled, still trying to hold in the tooth paste sloshing in his mouth.

You teased him with a hum of faux confusion.

“C-c-close—”

With a confident grin, you finally said to him the magic words he had been dying to hear. “Cum for me.”

Haechan stood on his tip-toes in an effort to aim for the sink to avoid making an annoying mess that one of you would have to clean off the cupboards and the tiles. It kind of worked. As he came, the initial shocks were enough to leak straight into the sink while he moaned loudly, his cock twitching in your hand. When coming down from his high, however, it began to pathetically dribble onto the counter, then down his cock. He groaned one last time before settling flat on his feet.

“You made a mess, silly,” you told him, swiping up the toothpaste that had been running down his chin and collecting at the corners of his mouth. Haechan looked up just in time to have you putting your finger in his mouth, forcing him to clean up the toothpaste. “Can’t let any go to waste.” He whined pathetically around your finger. “Good boy.”

Once you released him, Haechan relied on his hold on the counter to keep him upright as he was finally able to spit out everything into the sink while catching his breath. You stole one last kiss from him, aiming directly for the moles on his cheek just so you could see him fluster up one more time before you escaped the bathroom to climb back into bed.

pussy drunk haechan.

(MDNI)

semi dom hyuck , wet sloppy pussy eating , some light pussy slapping , a lot of pet names , dirty talking , fingering , i love haechan, requested here !

the sounds coming from in between your legs were filthy. how long had hyuck had his head shoved in your sopping cunt? too long to count.

"hyuck please, can't anymore, please."

his low chuckle vibrated against you clit, your body twitching at the contact. you let out a soft sigh as he detached himself from you, bringing his head up to look at your disheveled state.

"telling me to stop but this pretty pussy keeps sucking my fingers in, dirty girl. want me to stop, hm?"

his fingers dug deeper into your heat, tips of his fingers rubbing at your most sensitive spots. you shook your head no, hand coming up to muffle the loud moan that threatened to escape your lips.

his free hand came up to lightly slap your clit, your shocked yelp making him smirk,

"answer me sweet girl, or did you forget who your talking to?"

"i-"

your body jolted as he gave your clit another slap, his thumb rubbing across the swollen bud to ease the burn,

"speak up princess, can't hear you from down here."

"don't want you to stop hyuckie please, please make me cum."

he removed his fingers from inside of you, chuckling at your whiny complaints. but he ignored you, hands coming down to spread your glistening lips, his tongue coming out to lick a long stripe up your core. you moaned at the feeling, his tongue gently passing by your sensitive clit.

"so responsive baby, this pussy is just as sweet as your pretty voice. let me hear you."

he didn't even have to ask, moans slipping past your lips as he dove back into your core. hyuck could spend hours exploring your cunt with his mouth. you were so wet, so sweet, so tight, and all his. he knew what made your toes curl and your legs twitch. if eating your pussy was a job he'd be a millionare.

you reached down to grip at his hair, his tongue working harsh circles into your clit as he brought his fingers back down to prod at your entrance.

"hyuck oh my- right there, i'm so close baby, so close."

he grinned into your heat, fingers now knuckles deep inside you as he rubbed the tips of his fingers against your squishy walls, enjoying how you suffocated his fingers.

"love this pussy baby. gonna let me taste you baby, gonna cum on my tongue?"

you threw your head back, his dirty words only pushing you closer. he put his mouth back to work, his fingers and tongue moving in sync with you small thrusts against his face,

"yes, yes, yes, hyuck please, i'm gonna- fuck hyuck right there, right-"

your grip on his hair was deadly, legs tightening around his head as you felt the band in your stomach snap. his fingers dug into your thighs as he continued to work against your clit, his lips wrapped around the bud, suckling gently to ease you through your orgasm.

as he felt your thighs release his head, your fingers letting go of his hair, he lifted his head from your core. you let out a soft whimper as he placed his lips against your stomach, light kisses trailing up to your cheek. the last kiss was against your lips, the taste of your juices still strong against his mouth,

"did so good mama, proud of you, you're always so good for me."

you giggled as he nudged his nose against your cheek, his lips peppering your skin with kisses,

"how about we go for one more hm? just let me have one more taste."

you didn't have time to respond as he began to kiss down your body, his tongue poking out to lick at your skin. his wide grin as he reached your core was enough to let you know that you were in for a long night.

I NEEDED THIS OH MY GODDD

⟡ let me suck your tits?

(MDNI)

suggestive , chenle x reader , intimate touching but not really sexual , boob sucking , boob kissing , soft sweet loving , they're cuddling in bed btw , soft chenle , kinda sub chenle , yes y/n calls chenle kitty i don't make the rules (yes i do) , some pet names , requested here

"missed you today."

you let out a soft hum as he kissed your cheek, his hands rubbing softly at your waist.

"did you now?"

his nose poked harshly against your cheek, his giggles soft against your cheek as you squirmed away.

"shut up, 'course i did pretty."

he turned to gently lay on top of you, your bodies sinking into the bed.

"kitty- you're heavy-" you poked at his sides, only a soft mhm leaving his lips as he started to kiss your face.

his lips were soft against your skin, slightly parted so his tongue could poke you.

you giggled under his touch, hands running up his back and into his hair to gently pull at the strands. he groaned softly at the feeling, lips trailing down your neck and towards your collarbones.

your breath hitched slightly as his hand reached under your shirt, cold fingertips teasing your skin. you reached down to cup his cheek, his eyes now drifting up to meet yours, "you look so pretty from down here."

you threw your head against your pillows, shaking chenle slightly as you giggled under him, cheeks flushing at the compliment, "you're an idiot."

you felt his breath against your skin as he let out a soft laugh, a little mhm following after as he continued to kiss your chest.

his hands continued to fidget under your shirt, softly pinching at your soft skin, warming his hands against your tummy.

"let me suck your tits?" you looked down at him to see his pouty lips, cheeks slightly flushed as he rutted his growing length against your leg.

"when have i ever said no?" his pout turned into a wide grin as he quickly reached for the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your bare breasts.

your chest tightened as the cool air hit your nipples, chenle's fingertips following soon after to rub against the sensitive bud.

"i love you." his voice was low, but sweet, a soft smile playing against his lips as he began to plant kisses along the swell of your breasts.

"i love you to-"

"i was talking to your tits babe."

you smacked his shoulder softly, rolling your eyes as he laughed against your chest, long hair tickling your skin.

"just kidding, you know i love both of you- youu-" he planted a light kiss to your right breast, "and you-" a kiss to your left breast.

you let him have his moment, ignoring his little confessions of love towards your tits as he started to plant kisses along your nipples, tongue peeking out to get a taste of your skin.

"call me your baby-" he licked at your skin, tongue dragging around your nipple, his soft eyes looking up at you.

"you're my baby lele- such a sweet boy." you rubbed his hair, fingers threading through the blonde strands.

"thank you."

moments like this made you forget how much suffering chenle made you go through. the tickling, the chasing around the house, the burning of food. none of that mattered as he wrapped his lips around you nipples, eyes fluttering shut at the taste.

he moaned softly, his arms wrapping around your back to pull you closer, his face smushed against your supple breast.

you let out a sigh as he suckled softly, fingers running through his hair to soothe his breathing. he relaxed into your touch, his breath warm against your breast as he remained glued to your nipple.

"kitty you can't sleep like this-"

he hummed into your breast, tongue never leaving your skin, "remember that time i let you sleep with my soft dick in your mo-" you patted him lightly urging him to stop.

"okay i get it-" you leaned down to plant a kiss on his forehead, a small smile spreading on his lips, "you're really annoying you know that right?"

he chuckled at your comment, the soft sound of suckling being his response.

everyday i wake up and miss renjun.

Jaehyun would fuck you to his own album