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Reaction: Being really tight. – *Call Me Lux* – Tumblr
Requested by an anon Genre: Smut Pairing: Ateez x female!reader … He had never known how tight you were but he sure was not complaining.
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Date Published: 4/29/2022
View: 7924
ATEEZ Reaction to: You begging them not to stop
“It’s not that difficult baby.” He mumbles, his voice being muffled by your skin. “Fine.” You groan, tugging at his hair to pull him back up.
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Date Published: 10/7/2022
View: 4231
Reaction To: Them Being Too Big
scenarios & reactions — Reaction To: Them Being Too Big … *he’d known you were tight, from how well your walls gripped his fingers earlier …
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Date Published: 11/24/2021
View: 8801
could you please do a reaction to ateez being…
his jaw was tight and his eyes were burning, pushing past you in the kitchen without so much as a hi. “wooyoung?” you sa questioningly but he …
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Date Published: 1/7/2021
View: 9313
Rori Nightsky — Ateez Reactions to you Groping Them
“Love, what are you doing?” he would ask in surprise, his pants suddenly becoming tighter than before. You would coo at him before continuing …
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Date Published: 3/11/2021
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Ateez Reaction: They are obsessed with how thick and plump …
It was the jeans, he blamed the jeans that were fitting tight upon your thick thighs and fat ass. He asked himself how he let the sight of you …
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Date Published: 5/21/2022
View: 6916
imagines ♥︎ ateez – tight-fitting – jongho – Page 2 – Wattpad
Page 2 Read tight-fitting – jongho from the story imagines … 𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 ~ ateez imagines + reactions (most x reader, very rare but …
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Date Published: 5/21/2021
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You wear a sexy dress to a date – Taestfully’s Coffee Shop
You wear a sexy dress to a dateRequest: Ateez reaction to … (I know Yunho is being super cute in this but just focus on Mingi lmao).
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Date Published: 1/12/2022
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Please do ateez reaction to your boobies rubbing… – .welcome.
On the outse he wouldn’t even flinch when he realized that your bare chest was pressed against him. Instead, he’d sink lower, pulling you tighter as his …
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Date Published: 8/28/2021
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Ateez Reaction to you being an actor and dying in a scary movie
Yunho was holding you tightly and his attention was fully on the screen as he scanned the area surrounding you. Yunho mumbled something about …
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Date Published: 5/5/2021
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- Author: fqiryang
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- Date Published: 2021. 6. 29.
- Video Url link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Zeb5iGlzwk
*Call Me Lux* — Reaction: Being really tight.
Reaction: Being really tight.
Requested by an anon
Genre: Smut
Pairing: Ateez x female!reader
Warnings: tummy bulge, light swearing haha
Notes: I may have written this in Math class haha
Taglist: after the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)
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Hongjoong:
“You should’ve told me how tight you are.”
Hongjoong swore under his breath as he pounded into you. You would usually spend more time on preparation but today was different. The both of you couldn’t wait and the moment he entered your sobbing entrance it was over. He had never known how tight you were but he sure was not complaining.
Seonghwa:
“You’re so tight baby..”
He groaned as he slowly slid into you. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly open while he deeply enjoyed the warm and tight feeling around his cock.
“How is it possible that you’re still so tight even though I fucked you a hundred times?”
Yunho:
He had to stop moving instantly after he entered your cunt. His eyes were pinned on the bulge in your tummy as he tried not to cum instantly.
“Fuck, you look so pretty..”
His breath hitched while his hand traced over your tummy bulge. There was nothing that Yunho loved more than seeing how small you looked under him.
Yeosang:
Making love to you was Yeosang’s favorite thing. Not only because it made you feel good. But because he felt so incredibly strong and mighty when he feels you clench around his throbbing cock.
“You’re so eager to take me in even though you‘re so small..“
San:
Nothing is more interesting for him than playing with your tightness and teasing you with pleasure. He pulls you onto him and waits for you to adjust before he gently pulls out and waits for you to get tight again. And again.
You loved when he did that but it was also incredibly frustrating because your pleasure is interrupted. It was fine though because you get rewarded for letting him “play” by getting fucked into the sheets.
Mingi:
“Look at your cute little tummy. All stretched out just because you can’t properly take me.”
Mingi’s voice was deep and giggly at the same time as his hands traced over your tummy. Fascinated by the way he stretched you out, he started to move with his hand on your tummy.
Wooyoung:
“Fuck, you really only take me huh? So tight and unused..”
Wooyoung thrusted into you at an immense speed, letting out loud pleasure filled moans. He loved way he disappeared inside of you and stretched you out. It gave him the feeling of being someone special, getting to experience something nobody else can ever experience.
Jongho:
Jongho loved your tightness more than anything. It didn’t matter how often he completely destroyed you or stretched you out. You always went back to being this warm, tight and wet.
“You’re taking me so well.. all mine..”
He growled, letting out lewd groans with every thrust. And you definitely loved it too.
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^_^ — ATEEZ Reaction to: You begging them not to stop
A/N: I’ve made a whole list of reactions I want to do for these guys and I hope you’ll enjoy! It’s a bit difficult to write cuz I’ve to go to school again and I’m quite busy but I’m trying! Also it’s been so longs since I haven’t written anything that wasn’t fluff so sorry if it’s a bit rusty. Might have let myself go a little with Yeosang and Wooyoung. Whoops. As usual gifs aren’t mine and credits to the rightful owners. x
Seonghwa
Where do I even begin with this man? Seonghwa would be so fucking smug about it. When he hears your pleas he stops instantly, making you whine. He brings his face closer to yours as his eyes bore into your own. “What was that now sweetheart? Can you repeat that for me?”
You throw your head back against the pillows as you hear your boyfriend snicker. “Really, Hwa? You’re making me say it again?”
Seonghwa hums in response as he tilts your face so he has access to your neck, pressing soft kisses against it to tease you. You tangle your fingers in his hair as you pull him closer, making him smirk against your neck.
“It’s not that difficult baby.” He mumbles, his voice being muffled by your skin.
“Fine.” You groan, tugging at his hair to pull him back up.
His big eyes bore into yours as he waits for you to say it again, which you eventually do. “I said please don’t stop.”
That same smirk is back on his face as he raises his right eyebrow. “Now that wasn’t that difficult, was it?”
Before you can respond Seonghwa crashes his lips against yours and resumes his pace from before, making you moan against his lips as you pull him closer.
Hongjoong
First Hongjoong thought that he didn’t hear you correctly, but when you repeated yourself he couldn’t help but tease you. Hongjoong smirks wickedly at you as he slows down his pace, almost coming to a halt.
“Please Joong.” You whine, covering your face in embarrassment when it finally hits you what you just said.
“You just begged me not to stop, right baby?” He asks, his tongue poking at his lip as he raises his eyebrow.
“Yes.” You mumble, looking everywhere but his eyes. Hongjoong is having none of it and takes your chin in between his thump and index finger, turning your face so you have no choice but to look at him.
“You want me to continue?”
“Yes, please.” Hongjoong smirks at your request as he starts moving again, picking up pace as his hips slam against yours.
You let out a load moan as you tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer to you as Hongjoong brings you closer to the edge.
Yunho
Yunho doesn’t lose control easily, but he does when he hears your pleas. His eyes grow wider as his hips come to a halt, his eyes boring into yours as a smirk grows on his face. “What now? Say that again baby girl.”
Your eyes grow wide at his request as you feel your cheeks heat up. His intense gaze making you feel very small underneath him. As if your height difference didn’t do that already. Yunho tilts your head so you’re looking at him as he smirks at you. “Say it again, baby girl.”
You swallow the lump in your throat as you lock eyes with him. “I said; please don’t stop.” Yunho grins upon hearing your words as he brushes some stray hairs out of your face.
“Now was that so hard? As you wish baby.”
He leans down to crash his lips against yours as he resumes his pace from before, making you moan against his lips while your nails scratch down his back. Yunho lets out a loud grunt as he starts to move his hips faster, now fully slamming into you as he grips the headboard for support.
Yeosang
Yeosang’s eyes widen as he hears your words. Feeling very proud that he made you that, and also can’t help but tease you a little. He stops moving as he leans over you, both arms resting on either side of your head as he practically stares into your soul.
“You don’t want me to stop?” You shake your head no as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer so he can kiss you, which he does. Yeosang kisses you softly as he feels you trying to move your hips to get some kind of friction.
He chuckles deeply as he pulls back slightly, staring at you in amusement. “All you have to do is say it again, baby.”
It doesn’t take you long to realize that there’s only one way out of this, and that is to give Yeosang what he wants. So you let out a soft sigh as you stare up at him.
Yeosang smirks as he raises his eyebrow at you, waiting for you to repeat yourself. “Please don’t stop, Yeosang.”
He leans down to quickly peck your lips as he says, “Hold onto me baby, I don’t plan on being gentle.”
You do as he says and hold on to him, as soon as you do you feel his hips slamming against yours at a very fast pace. You tighten your grip on his shoulders as you hear Yeosang’s deep moans from where his head is buried in your neck.
San
I honestly think San would be a little surprised by your words at first. He stops moving as he stares at you for a while. “Did you really just ask that?”
When you nod shyly he feels all his shock from before disappear as his lips turn into a smirk. He trails his finger down your collarbone as he tilts his head slightly, biting down on his bottom lip while looking at you.
“Well.. if that’s what you want then who am I to deny your request?”
You giggle softly at his teasing as San does the same. No matter how sensual a situation can get he’s still the same lovable San as usual. So he leans down to press his lips against yours as his hips start moving again, starting of slow to get used to the feeling again before he lets himself go.
You throw your head back against the pillow as you feel him hit that spot inside of you. “S-San.”
He presses a kiss against your neck as he grunts lowly. “I know baby, me too.” He goes even harder as you dig your nails in his back, leaving red scratches that are bound to be there for a few days.
Mingi
Sweetpea would be so confused at first, because he didn’t even plan on stopping at all. Mingi stops as he just stares at you with his eyebrow raised. “Why would I stop, princess?”
You giggle at his confusion as you brush some of his hair out of his face, pulling him down to peck his lips softly.
“It just felt really good and I didn’t want you to stop. I guess it just slipped out?”
Mingi nods as he steals another kiss, taking his time to brush his nose against yours before pulling back slightly to rest on his arms so he can continue moving. You let out a soft moan as you feel him resuming his pace from before. Clutching the bedsheets underneath you as you let your boyfriend bring you closer to your high.
Mingi smirks at your expression as he buries his face in your neck, attacking it with small kisses as his low grunts fill your ears.
Wooyoung
As soon as he hears you beg for him he stops instantly. Bringing his face closer to yours as he smirks wickedly while staring deeply into your eyes. Wooyoung tilts his head slightly as he waits for you to say it again. Basically Wooyoung is a fucking tease that will literally just make you feel so small underneath him. When he gets no respond from you he leans in to whisper in your ear. His hot breath tickling it slightly, making goosebumps appear all over your body.
“Beg for me, baby girl.”
Your eyes widen at his words as you see him pull back slightly so he’s able to get a good look at you. “C’mon baby, it’s not that difficult.”
Knowing Wooyoung he won’t continue unless he gets what he wants. So for once you decide to give him just that. You wrap your arms around his neck as you pull him closer to kiss him, which Wooyoung happily does. His hand finds your jaw as he tilts your head slightly so he can deepen the kiss.
You think he forgot about his little game until he pulls back with a smirk on his face, leaving you wanting more. You groan softly as you see him wiggling his eyebrows, knowing that he’s won.
“Please. Please don’t stop, Wooyoung.”
He leans in to leave a few kisses down your neck as he whispers, “Now that wasn’t that hard, was it? Let me give you what you want now.” He groans the last part as he starts moving his hips at a fast pace, making your breath hitch in your throat as you hold onto him.
“Fuck you feel so good baby. Can’t wait to make you cum.”
Jongho
Jongho would be surprised at first, but he wouldn’t stop his movement completely. He still thrusts into you softly as he holds your gaze, smirking softly when he sees your frustrated expression. Knowing it’s not enough to get out of.
“Jongho.” You whine, throwing your head back against the pillow as you close your eyes in frustration.
“What’s it baby? Not fast enough for you?”
You shake your head ‘no’ as you try to move your own hips. Jongho notices and quickly pins them down to the bed. You look up to your boyfriend as he pulls out completely, making you whine and your eyebrows furrow in confusion. It isn’t until you feel Jongho taking a hold of your leg that you realize what he’s doing. He lifts your leg over his shoulder so can hit even deeper.
He quickly picks up the pace again as this time you feel him even deeper inside of you, intensifying the pleasure as you dig your nails in his shoulders.
Jongho grunts in response as he continues slamming his hips against yours, making you moan as the two of you near your highs.
“If I knew you liked it this rough I would have done this a long time ago, baby.”
scenarios & reactions — Reaction To: Them Being Too Big
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
Hongjoong:
*he’d known you were tight, from how well your walls gripped his fingers earlier, but as he eased his much larger member into you, he’d immediately be hit with your desperate whines for him to slow down*
“Oppa, it’s t-too much! Mmmghh, pl-please…go slowly.”
*didn’t want to admit that he loved the fact that he barely fit inside you, nodding as he eased himself in slowly, using a some lube to help as he threw his head back at the feeling of stretching you perfectly*
“Fuuuck, y/n…god you’re taking me so well, baby…”
Seonghwa:
*secretly loved the way you squirmed underneath him as he tried to fit his length inside you, listening to your whines as a mixture of pleasure and pain, but would do his best to make sure you’re alright before giving into his desires*
“Are you ok, princess? Do you need me to stop?”
*when you told him to keep going, his expression would immediately shift, his gaze filling with lust as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and slowly lowered himself into you*
“Shhh, it’s ok, love…it’ll stop hurting in a minute. Just keep your eyes on me.”
Yunho:
*as much as he loved being in charge, hearing you in pain would immediately send warning signs through his brain as he became a concerned mess, pulling out of you completely as you cupped your face and sprinkled small kisses across your cheeks*
“Hey, hey, hey…baby, you need to talk to me, ok? I need to know if you’re in pain.”
*when you reassured him that you wanted to keep trying, he’d reluctantly agree, stuffing down the part of him that liked hearing your loud moans about how big he was*
“I know it’s a lot, baby…just tell me if you need me to stop, ok?”
Yeosang:
*the instant he heard you cry out that he was too big, it’d take everything in him not to fuck you even harder, knowing that he needed to make sure you were alright and take things at your pace despite the depraved little fantasies in the back of his head telling him otherwise*
“I promise the pain will be over soon, Jagi…and then I’ll make you feel so good, ok?”
*running his hand through his hair as you nodded, staring up at him with a doe-eyed expression as he slowed his pace even more to help ease your pain, fighting every last nerve not to ram himself into your deliciously tight center*
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me, little girl…”
San:
*the feeling of your walls tightening around his length was enough to send him through the roof, but the added sounds of your moans and the feeling of your nails against his back as you squirmed to adjust to his size were another level of sexy that San was trying his best to handle*
“Baby, please…I’ll go slow I promise, it’ll only stop hurting after you get used to the feeling and I need to fuck you for that to happen, ok? Is that ok love?”
*would try really really hard to hold it together, placing a hand over his face as he took deep steady breaths to kep himself from fucking you senseless*
“Ok, Daddy, but pl-please go slow, ok?”
“Of course baby girl, but I promise in a few minutes I’ll have you begging me to go faster.”
Mingi:
*honestly wasn’t expecting you whine out in pain at how well he was filling you up, but responded quickly and eased himself out a bit to give you more time to adjust as he watched your heavy breathing, growing more aroused by the second*
“Are you having a hard time, baby? I can fuck you like this, but I promise you’d like it better if I fucked you deep.”
*watching your face for approval as you nodded, asking him to go slowly so that you could get used to the pain and let it simmer*
“Of course, doll,” *staring down at you as he put his hand on his neck, feeling how tight you were around him and leaning into you gently*
“Just tell me what you need, I could watch you like this forever.”
Wooyoung:
*would be very familiarized with your pain tolerance and what you were able to handle, so he’d be watching your face intently to make sure that he wasn’t going over the top*
“That’s it, kitten…tell me how it feels, do you want more?”
*smirking slightly as your moaned*
“Mmmm Wooyoung, you’re too big I-i can’t take it all…”
“You can, darling…steady your breathing and focus on my voice.”
*his eyes boring into you, unable to contain the affect your whimpering had on him as he eased into you at a painfully slow rate*
“I promise I’ll make you feel so good very soon…”
Jongho:
*would immediately become a worried mess, pulling out of you completely and holding your quivering body close to his as you took deep breaths, still moaning softly from how tightly he’d been buried inside you*
“Shit, are you alright, y/n? Did I hurt you?”
*once you’d promised him that you wanted him to keep going so that you could adjust, he’d agree, but he’d watch you closely as he eased his head back inside you, talking you through until you were comfortable*
“Fuuuuck, you’re just insanely tight…are you doing ok, baby? I’m gonna go a little deeper now, are you ready?”
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ateez fics & moodboards — could you please do a reaction to ateez being…
could you please do a reaction to ateez being really mad that it’s actually scary? (since they themselves said that san gets really scary when he’s mad!) thank you!!
tw: fighting, shoving
❥ kim hongjoong
usually your boyfriend can handle sticky situations well. he has a life that requires a certain level of tenacity and strength that you know he had, dealing with all the stressors and unusual situations with grace.
but the second you heard the front door slam against the wall, jumping from your place in the kitchen, you knew he was mad.
“no, that’s actually not what i said,” his voice snapped, the anger and venom behind it so uncharacteristic. he usually greeted you with a soft “hi,” or a back hug, pressing a kiss to your neck that would almost always make you smile.
but you’re not smiling now, watching as hongjoong yells into the phone. he rolls his eyes and hangs up despite the voice on the other line still talking back, throwing his phone across the room as it luckily lands on the couch.
“god damn it.”
you look at the boy with wide eyes, biting on your lip because you’re not entirely sure what to say. he only looks at you, his face softening ever so slightly, before he tells you he’s gonna go shower.
you finish making dinner by the time he’s out and in the bedroom, bringing your plates into the room and sitting down next to him. he pulls you over the second you tell him the food is ready, his head shaking as he wraps his arms around your waist and buries his face in your neck from behind.
you both just lay there until you feel his even breaths against your skin, deciding to let him rest because you can always heat up the food later.
❥ park seonghwa
you thought you saw seonghwa mad before, the way he rolls his eyes when you talk back to him or glares at you from across the room when you send him a questionable text.
but this, him in a heated fight with his brother as the two tall boys scream and push at each other, is quite possibly the scariest thing you’ve ever seen.
it had all seemed playful at first, the two siblings talking about their childhood and telling you all about their times in school together. but a few snippy digs from his brother as well as seonghwa’s retaliation landed them here, screaming and yelling at one another till they were red in the face and neck veins were bulging.
“seonghwa,” you said quietly, placing your hand on his arm gently. but whether it be his natural instinct in the heat of the moment or him not realizing it was you, he pushed your hand off of him and stepped closer to his brother.
“see, hwa, you’re a fuckin’ dick,” his brother had said, his eyes catching the sad, scared look on your face. “even your own girlfriend’s terrified of you.” and it was upon hearing that it’s like he remembered you were there, his head snapping back to see you with wide eyes and your teeth in your lip.
his heart sinks seeing the look in your eyes, immediately abandoning his brother and taking your hand in his. he guides you into his room and slams the door, anger still coursing through him but now for an entirely different reason.
“i’m sorry,” he says lowly, his thumb running over your hand before he pulls you into him. you sniffle against him as you shake your head, telling him you never wanna see him actually mad again.
❥ jeong yunho
you didn’t even know it was possible to ever be scared of yunho.
you had never not seen the boy with a smile on his face or his head thrown back in laughter. he usually acted as the happiest of the bunch, calming the others down and always keeping the mood in good spirits.
but this, you’ve never seen this before. because even the happiest of people have bad days: getting yelled at by his boss all day and stuck in irritating traffic on the way home all while running on a cup of coffee turned the normally happy, bubbly yunho into someone you didn’t recognize.
he had burst through the door with a dead look in his eyes, walking past you like you were a ghost and your eyebrows immediately pulled together.
“hi,” you say, almost speaking it like a question. but the boy only looked at you and nodded his head, the tension in his face and body far to oobvious. it caused anxiety and nervousness to creep up on you, watching as he placed his bag down on the couch.
and then like when the universe knows you’re having a bad day, the backpack topples over and a few things inside fall out, acting as the last straw that makes yunho pick up the book and throw it across the room. you can’t help but let out a yelp, the book smacking off the table and knocking over the two remotes making your body prickle with anxiety.
his head snaps over to you and his wild eyes soften the slightest bit at seeing the fear in your eyes, mumbling a deep, choked “sorry,” before he abruptly leaves the room and goes into the bedroom.
you allow him some alone time for the next hour, finishing up your work in the kitchen before walking into the room. you see his big body laying out on the bed, his eyes closed but face still pinched with tension and irritation.
“come here,” he suddenly says, his eyes open and the smallest pout on his lips as he reaches his long arms out to you. you immediately fall into him and he presses a kiss to the skin of your neck, tightening his hold on you.
“i’m sorry if i scared you.”
❥ kang yeosang
you and yeosang have known each other for years and have gotten into your fair share of fights. but they were more so a playful banter that lasted for all of twenty minutes before one of you let out a snort and the whole thing was forgotten.
this however, was much different. because you’d always heard once you move in with someone, things change. you’ll see all of their annoying habits and things you wish they did differently, the smallest thing they’ll do irritating the shit out of you.
which is probably why you’re both two weeks in to this passive aggressive fight, a singular bowl in the kitchen sink that neither of you have been touching. it was technically yours but when he had taken it in, you had asked him to soak it in hot water and soap so you wouldn’t have to scrape the spices and sauce off of it tirelessly.
and when you woke up the next morning and seen he hadn’t, your fresh manicure for your best friend’s wedding a reminder of why you couldn’t scrape off the food, you’d gotten annoyed. made a snippy comment to him in passing that made him roll his eyes and shrug his shoulders.
but tonight, when he’d come home and saw the bowl, it’d been the last thing to make him snap. because he’d already had a really shitty day and that stupid red bowl in the sink served as a reminder for how fucking obnoxious you were being.
“i’m being obnoxious?” you scream, “i fucking asked you for one favor yeosang and now we’ll never be able to get it off!”
“then just throw it out, i could give a shit,” he snapped, his voice biting and hard and it’s such an uncharacteristic tone it makes your eyes widen. “if you weren’t so god damn stubborn and selfish, you’d see i’m under a lot of fucking stress and would do this one little thing for me.”
the verbal assault didn’t so much scare you as much as it hurt you, the way he inched forward and his eyes burned down into yours. your back was pushed against the sink harshly and his jaw was clenched, the way his chest was heaving and eyes were tight a sign he wasn’t okay right now.
“how ‘bout you go take a nap and i’ll heat up your bottle for you,” you snap, pushing him backward before turning around and soaking the damn bowl yourself; because if he’d been paying attention too, he’d see you were stressed too.
you both were stressed and annoyed these days and this fight certainly didn’t help anything.
that’s why you’re grateful for when, the next morning, both of you woke up at the same time and met at the sink, fully prepared to clean and hide the bowl away so the fight could finally end.
❥ choi san
you’d heard the boys say a million times that san was scary. that even though he was happy and smiley and cute most of the time, the times he was mad were a horrifying contrast.
but you just couldn’t find it in yourself to believe that, not once seeing the boy raise his voice or get violent. but you’d also never seen him in a fight before, surprising him and the other seven at the company with handfuls of food and soda.
“san, calm down, we’ll get it.”
and the roaring voice you hear respond you almost didn’t recognize, san’s little hands in fists as he pushes at mingi’s much taller figure like there isn’t a good few inches between them. his screams were booming and loud and when you watched him go to mingi again, your shaky voice firmly called his name.
“what?” he snapped, his eyes full of tension and anger as he looked right through you. your eyes widened and felt your heart drop, the way he was looking and talking to you completely unfamiliar.
“what are you doing here?” your eyebrows pull together at his tone, almost accusatory and annoyed, before you hold up the two plastic bags of takeout.
“i knew you guys were working late so i wanted to…” you press your lips together as his dark eyes continue to stare blanklt at you, shaking your head before walking over to the table. “i’ll just leave these here. sorry, guys.”
“y/n, it’s fine, we were just-“ but you can only shake your head and leave, the look on san’s face and the tension in the room suffocating you. you’re not used to that anymore, you’ve been away from fighting and screaming for far too long that now it brings you back to a place you don’t wanna go.
and san had never brouht you there before. he was usually you’re safe place.
but just as you’re about to walk down the stairs to the main level, a slightly clammy hand grabs yours and pulls you into a sweaty chest.
you immediately smell the familiar cologne mixed with sweat and feel san’s face in your neck, his lowly spoken apology still tight and tense; but he couldn’t allow you to walk out thinking he was mad at you, hongjoong giving him a look of disapproval that immediately made him rush out of the room and run after you.
❥ song mingi
yunho had called you in a panic, asking you how much longer until you were due to arrive at the dorm. your eyebrows pulled together in confusion as you told him you were about to walk into the building, just a few seconds later seeing the tall boy standing in the archway of their front door.
but it wasn’t even the drained look on the boy’s face that caught your attention, it was the loud screams coming from inside. the familiar loud screams of mingi, his voice deep and booming in a way you’ve never heard before.
“what’s happening?” you asked yunho, pushing yourself in the doorway to see your boyfriend and hongjoong standing toe to toe in a violent screaming match; you don’t see the boys fight often but you have to imagine this is a pretty bad one, hongjoong’s finger pointing up fearlessly in mingi’s face.
“y/n, i don’t know if you should-“
“he won’t hurt me,” you say adamantly, walking toward mingi confidently. but he doesn’t even hear you, doesn’t even know you’ve arrived, so when he feels an arm try to tug him away, he figures it’s yunho and gives the boy a rough shove.
but it wasn’t a six foot man and instead it was you, a high-pitched squeal leaving your mouth before luckily yunho caught you before you could hurtle toward the floor. and that’s when mingi’s eyes widen and the fighting halts, your eyes staring at him full of fear.
“y/n, baby, when did you get here?”
but you can’t find it in yourself to speak, shaking your head and pushing yourself further back into yunho who welcomes your presence. everyone watches silently as mingi’s tall frame immediately falls, eyes filling with tears before he shoves past hongjoong shortly followed by the slamming of a bedroom door.
the boys try to tell you to wait for him to cool down but after just a few minutes of recovering, you make your way into the room to see mingi curled up on his bed with his head buried in his pillow.
his head snaps up and sees you, tears running down his face as he brokenly apologies. he rushes over to you and hugs you tightly, his shaky, teary voice telling you he thought you were yunho. he thought you were yunho and he would never ever push you or hurt you. he would’ve never done that if he knew it was you.
and while you know that, it was still scary. so you guide him over to the bed and sit him down, softly telling him that while you accept his apology, he has to work on reigning in his temper and being aware of his strength.
❥ jung wooyoung
you knew wooyoung was loud. he was loud almost everyday of his life, at any given hour in any given situation. but what you didn’t realize is that, when wooyoung’s quiet, that’s when you should be concerned.
because when he came in from a late night practice, there was obvious tension in the boy’s appearance. his jaw was tight and his eyes were burning, pushing past you in the kitchen without so much as a hi.
“wooyoung?” you said questioningly but he only shook his head, plopping down on the couch and placing his head in his hands. you don’t know how long he sat there brewing with anger and rage, his leg bouncing and harsh exhales and inhales leaving him.
“wooyoung, you’re scaring me,” you said softly, cautiously making your way over and watching the boy with wide eyes. it felt silly to be scared, because he wasn’t even doing anything, but he was just so obviously not him.
“i’m fine, babe, just please…go in the room, okay? i’ll be in a little.” and despite not wanting to, despite wanting to comfort him and talk to him and offer him some kind of support, you find yourself laying down on the bed and mindlessly watching tv.
you fall asleep at some point and only stir when you feel the bed dip, his arms around your waist and his lowly mumbled apology in your ear making you push back into him.
“we’ll talk tomorrow,” you mumbled, his lips against your head as you nod the last thing you remember before falling asleep.
❥ choi jongho
you knew the second you saw jongho standing outside your apartment that he was pissed. everything about him was rigid and stiff and angry, his dark eyes barely softening upon seeing you.
it was supposed to be your date night but the first thirty minutes of it are proving to be a challenge, the boy barely say a word as you walk to the restaurant a few blocks away.
“jongho, we don’t have to go tonight if you don’t want,” you tell him. but because he’s angry and probably looking for a fight, you’re not all too surprised when he stops walking and snaps his head at you.
“i’m here aren’t i?” he says, voice low and hard to not cause a scene. “so what makes you think i don’t wanna?”
“probably has something to do with the fact you’ve barely said a word to me.”
but the comment only makes him roll his eyes, the two of you walking in silence before making your way to the restaurant. but before you can even open the door, you shake your head and pull him back.
“i don’t wanna go in there like this, jongho,” you say, your wide eyes looking at him cautiously. “if you wanna reschedule this, we can. but i don’t wanna…i don’t want you to be here if you don’t wanna.”
your words make his heart sink, the sad, scared look in your eyes making him frown and pull you into him. he kisses the top of your head before guiding through the door by the small of your back, finally opening up over the appetizer about what a bad day he had.
Rori Nightsky — Ateez Reactions to you Groping Them
[ 04:23 ] 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐧words: 5.6k … yeah
pairing: san + reader
tags: tired sannie ): wet dreams, (very small hint of) masturbation, fingering, dirty talk, praise kink?? cunnilingus, vaginal penetration, somnophilia, consent isn’t stated but implied, i think there’s something like cum eating? but only a bit
ext: listen so yea im calling this a timestamp bc i cant figure out a title for this 😌 pls dont expect any more 5k timestamps from me bc this shit hard 😗✌️
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San stands in front of his bathroom mirror fresh out the shower, his dark hair slicked back and forehead exposed, spraying a light mist of cologne onto his collarbones. It’s been quite a while since he’s seen (touched) you, and he’s got his housemates and his boss to blame for that.
The boys for the obvious reason that they were a bunch of rascals who made it their personal mission to cockblock him and his girlfriend whenever she was around. It was either they’re all at home embarrassing the poor boy or there was one of them that was home, whether it was Wooyoung who had fallen ill or Yeosang who just wanted to stay in that day.
Along with them, his workload in the office increased for the week due to an upcoming event at the company, it led to more hours in the office and less snuggling up in your arms. It didn’t help that every after work he’d head on over to the gym and exercise out of strict discipline and habit. So basically his exhaustion levels were high. But that didn’t matter because tonight was gonna be a good one.
After the constant back and forth of ‘i miss you’ texts between you and the man, he finally had enough. He needed to see you, to kiss you, to touch you. All he wants is a few hours with you, to hear your voice, preferably moaning for him; to feel your skin against his and the clench of your tight walls around him. Was that too much to ask for?
The man throws on a white hoodie and a pair of sweatpants (for easy access of course), announcing his leave and telling his roommates not to wait for him, which in hindsight was somewhat useless because no one other than Seonghwa, or maybe Hongjoong, would be looking for him but not to the point that they’d stay up for him, and heads out.
On the way to your apartment, San was very tense. His hand gripped hard on the steering wheel as he quickly drove down the street, not meeting or getting to touch you for nearly a week really took its toll on him. His heart hammered in his chest and his thoughts wandered to you; your warmth, the vanilla scent of your hair. He was thinking of all the things he could do with you, like cuddling or binging a movie. Not necessarily lewd things, but if that’s where the night will take you then he’ll have no complaints.
In no time, San’s standing in front of your apartment door, sending you a short text upon his arrival and using your spare key to open the door. The moment he enters your apartment, it hits him how exhausted he was from the past few days, it just felt so homey with your scent all over the place and traces of you littered around the room. His muscles suddenly felt heavy and his eyes droopy. When he sees you on the couch, dressed in one of his sweaters and a pair of cotton shorts, he immediately feels relaxed.
You drop your phone onto the sofa and run to jump into your boyfriend’s arms making him stumble slightly, wrapping your legs around his slim waist, he cups his hands underneath your thighs and presses a kiss to your forehead. “I missed you so much, baby!” You coo and snuggle into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent after a long week.
You were honestly unsure how you survived a week without any physical contact from San, you two were always all over each other, doesn’t matter where or when, you always had to have some sort of contact with him. So going an entire week without even getting a glance of his handsome face left you deprived. You craved for his touch, his voice, his smile, which probably explained your lethargic nature throughout the entire week. So much so that even the non-regulars at the bakery you worked at noticed your unusual behaviour.
San kept you updated on his week, though. From spam texts consisting of prolonged syllables and copious amounts of cute emoticons to hour long late night calls with his groggy voice and sleepy eyes, and that was probably the only thing that kept you sane.
But now, he was right in front of you, his warmth engulfing your smaller form and inhaling your scent. “I missed you too, babydoll.” San staggers and plops the two of you on the couch with you on his lap, staring deeply into his eyes. A wide smile spreads across your lips and your boyfriend quickly mirrors it with his own, eyes disappearing into thin crescents. His arms wrap around your waist and pull you flush against his chest, your foreheads connecting and breaths mixing together when you exhale.
San feels the exhaustion settle into his body, your relaxing presence seems to have released all the tension in his muscles and a wave fatigue washes over him. “God,” He huffs, ignoring the growing tiredness that blooms within him and putting all his focus on what matters right now, you. His fingers trailed up your bare thigh, tracing unknown patterns onto your soft skin, “A week, huh doll?” He whispers when he leans down to bite on your earlobe.
You feel yourself become putty at the given pet name he mutters against your skin, thighs twitching when the pads of his fingers slide up past the hem of your shorts. “It was only five days, San.” You chuckle, hands coming up to grip at his dark strands.
“Seemed like an entire month to me.”
He pulls away and pouts, making you coo and press a small kiss on his plump lips. San’s pout dissolves into a lopsided smile and he shifts his hands to grasp the nape of your neck and pulls you in for a kiss. His soft lips pressed themselves against yours sweetly, well that’s how it started. You don’t remember who pushed on first (maybe it was you), but one of you did, which led to your fingers tangled into his dark locks and his tongue slipping past your lips.
A certain heat bloomed from your chest and spread throughout your veins when San’s fingers slipped under your- his- sweater and tickled at your skin. A soft moan sounds from the back of your throat when the tip of his tongue grazes against yours and you feel yourself slowly begin to get wet. Your hips ground against his center with a mind of their own; not sure if I’ve said this before, but did I mention that you two have been apart for almost a week? To say that you were excited was an understatement, it’s been so long, too long, since you’ve experienced the sweet relief that only San can give you, and you were finally gonna have it again.
Or so you thought.
San’s brows furrowed, softly pushing you away and looking down between you.
“What’s wrong, babe?” Your eyes followed his and landed in between his thighs, flaccid with no traces of hardness whatsoever.
San runs a frustrated hand through his hair as he huffs out an apology. “Fuck, I’m sorry babe.” his face twisting into a tight scowl. He felt like shit, he could clearly see that you were in the mood and that’s what he was aiming for. But he just couldn’t seem to get it up.
“I know you want to, and I want to too…”
The surge of worry that washes over your body compels you to cup his face and lean your forehead against his, offering him a small smile.
“It’s okay, baby. Don’t force yourself.”
“But it’s been a week and I missed you.” He rebutts.
“Nonsense, we have all weekend. Why don’t you tell me about your day.”
Your boyfriend looks up at you with sad eyes and a pout on his lips, nodding at your suggestion. So you hop off his lap and plop down beside him on the couch, your arms circling his broad shoulders and pulling his head down to the crook of his neck. And so ensues cuddle hour, San snuggled up in your arms, lips pressing butterfly kisses on your skin while you lovingly played with his hair.
“Why didn’t you tell me, baby?” You say in a hushed tone after he tells you all about his tiring week; how his boss increased his workload which led him to blowing off steam at the gym and exhausting his poor body. Your other hand trailed down his arms, giving him a little massage to release the tension in his muscles. “Don’t worry, baby. We can try again tomorrow.” You peck him on the head and suggest you move to the bedroom where he can rest properly.
San felt irritated, having initiated the first touch but halting everything right after, only because his dick refused to cooperate. The mood was perfect and the setting was just right, but San Jr. just decided to have a fit at the worst time. Even until now, as he lay with you on your bed after you have given him one of the best massages he’s ever experienced and rubbed peppermint oil all over his sore limbs, he was still upset.
The two of you stayed silent in bed for the rest of the night, enjoying each other’s company after a week of deprivation. His toned arms wrapped around your waist and your back pressed flush against his chest, breathing in the familiar vanilla scent of your shampoo. And after about half an hour, San finally relaxes to the point where his eyes shut and his rhythmic breathing is all you can hear.
You wait out a few minutes before carefully slipping out of his arms and creeping into the bathroom. No way in hell were you sleeping without getting rid of the wetness in your underwear.
꒰♡꒱
San grunts when he feels your core clench around his member, your hands splayed on his chest in an attempt to hold yourself up while he thrusts up into you. Your moans mixing with the sound of skin on skin, the room reeking of nothing but sex. The man had a hand cupping your jaw and his thumb stuck in between your lips, holding your tongue down and a small drip of drool rolling down his wrist.
“You like that, doll?” He manages through his heavy pants and increases his pace while he pounds into you. His cock rubbing against the velvet walls of your pussy, driving you nearly insane at the sheer amount of pleasure it brought you. Using his feet for leverage, he delivers one thrust up and it sends you to euphoria, the tip of his cock coming in contact with that familiar spot that made stars appear behind your eyes.
“Yes, f-fuck. Right there, San.” You whine over the said man’s finger and your hair falls over your face when to drop your head.
A smirk grows on San’s lips and he makes a quick move to throw you down the bed, hair sprawling out behind you, and proceeding to fuck you with equal fervor.
“Here?” He fucks into you harshly, hitting the exact same spot one more time and more stars litter your eyes. With too much pleasure rushing in your bloodstream, you were left incapable of forming coherent sentences, so you hoped San would settle with the frantic nodding of your head. Obviously, San wasn’t satisfied with your response, halting his talented hips, he hovers over your smaller form and stabilizes his body with an arm beside your head.
“Use your words, doll.” He slowly pulls back, leaving the head of his dick in your sopping wet hole, and pushes back in even slower. You prolong a moan and squirmed under his fierce gaze, hands coming up to grip his bicep and pleading with your eyes. “I asked you a question.” He huffs, completely stilling with only the head inside you.
“Yes, right there. Please fuck me, San.”
A loud cry is ripped from your throat when San aggressively pounds into you, “That wasn’t hard now, was it?” He mocks, hips keeping up their relentless thrusting, the headboard banging against the wall due to his rough movements. Your stomach coils tightly, threatening to snap and you whimper out your lover’s name, fingers grasping your bedsheets so tightly that they nearly ripped.
You let out one final moan that bounced off the tiled walls of your bathroom as you came around your fingers, leaning back on the toilet as you came down from your high. That was by far the most unsatisfying orgasm you’ve had. Not only that but you just finger fucked yourself to the thought of your boyfriend who was right outside, sleeping peacefully; god, you felt so bad. After calming down and cleaning up you crawled back beside your sleeping boyfriend, the ache in your wrist dull and eyes heavy from your bathroom session.
꒰♡꒱
San awakes at the ass crack of dawn, your bedside clock flashing 4:23 AM in bright white lights. His skin covered in a thin layer of sweat, his mind hazy and dick (finally) hard. He looks over at your sleeping form, your chest heaving calmly as you breathe. His mind (and dick) was raging, remnants of the fucking hot dream he just had clear in his mind. He could clearly remember your whines and moans as if they were real. (They were.)
He props himself on his elbows and runs a frustrated hand through his hair. With a harsh huff, the man tosses back his head and palms over the tent in his pants. God why’d it have to be now of all times, when you’re right there beside him, sound asleep; sweet scent filling up his senses and adding to his arousal. A restrained curse escapes his lips when he hears you groan and stir, all thoughts going to the gutter. He has to do something about the raging boner in his pants, but he doesn’t want to disturb you; so he settles with jerking off beside you, face tucked in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent at its most saturated form. Pulling his shaft out of his sweatpants, tip an angry shade of red, he lets out a semi-satisfied sigh. San’s hands made quick work pumping up and down on his dick with the occasional swipe of his thumb on the slit, his jaw tense and breathing laboured.
Then you whimpered, you fucking whimpered.
San had to bite his lip to stop himself from groaning in your ear, his hand stuttering on his member. He can’t do this, he has to touch you. Shifting his position and pressing his chest against your back, he grinds his bare dick on your cotton clad ass. The hand previously on his dick snaked over your hips and over your clothed core, fingers pressing onto your clit. Your thighs twitch and your breath hitches, but you remain asleep.
San ruts against your ass, fingers moving in small figure eights on your sensitive nub, a layer of slick forming on your panties. The man hisses when he feels your slick soak through your shorts and he hurriedly shoves the hand past the waistband. His fingers trace over your pussy, coating them with your wetness, before tapping at your entrance, eliciting a small whine from the back of your throat.
A groggy moan escapes your lips and your head tilts back, your now waking body somehow unknowingly succumbing to the pleasure. Your mind lingering on the last image you saw from your dream: San with his hand between your legs and fingers stretching you out.
“San?”
“Good morning, sweetheart.” His husky voice responds, making you clench around the finger he slipped into you not long ago.
So you weren’t dreaming? Or maybe you were. You weren’t fully processing your surroundings, you didn’t know what time it was, whether the sun was up or not; but you can clearly see San and you knew that whatever he was doing, it felt so fucking good. San took note in the way your eyes were droopy and glazed with sleep, and it turned him on so much more.
“W-what… time is it?” You manage to ask between ragged breaths and pathetic whines.
The man behind you leans up to nip at your earlobe, whispering how it was around four am with such calmness as if he didn’t have a finger pumping in and out of you and his dick grinding on your ass. His finger moved at a slow pace, accommodating your newly awakened form and not startling you with a sudden fast pace. He was restraining himself, even in your muddled state you could see that. Eventually, San decides that you were awake enough for him to slip in another finger, but not without a warning.
“I’m putting in one more, baby.”
He eases a second finger inside you and you moan softly, it wasn’t even that wide a stretch yet, but because of your current state, it made everything feel like it was twice than what it really was. Your jaw slacked and your back arched, the supple flesh of your ass pressing onto San’s cock and the man groans lowly in your ear. He purrs something about his fingers ‘feeling that good’ and he increases their pace steadily. The squelching sounds that reached your ears were ungodly, and so were the filthy words San whispered in your ears.
“God, doll. You’re so wet.”
His breath tickles your skin when he exhales, fingers doing their magic, knuckles deep in your pussy.
“You know, I had a dream about you.” You hum softly, letting him know that he had your attention; but he knew that already. “You were riding my cock so well.” He digs his palm into your clit and he feels you get wetter than you already were. “I was so hard when I woke up, you feel that?” He husks when he grinds his bare cock against you, fully hard and leaking precum. “You were doing so well in my dream, doll. Like a good girl”. You clench around his fingers when he mutters the praise to you.
“Oh you like it when I call you a good girl?” You don’t respond verbally but the way your pussy tightened around San’s digits were enough of an answer. A smirk grows on the man’s lips and he pumps his fingers in you a couple of times before they still.
Your boyfriend delivers a peck on the nape of your neck before he pulls out both his fingers, making you whine at the sudden empty feeling. With your mind hazy and your vision somewhat blurry, you fail to catch sight of San as he crawls down your body and in between your legs. His fingers hook around the waistband of your shorts and he tugs them off with your underwear. Dark eyes focus on your wet heat and San swipes his tongue across his lips hungrily. He looks back up at you and sees your quaint features looking down at him, a red blush on your cheeks. With dazed and unfocused eyes, you try to keep track with San; but your mind is too foggy and sleep is still heavy in your veins.
But the stripe he licks up your slit jolts you awake, your senses keening and toes curling. A series of shocks are sent up your spine when San repeats the action with additional pressure when he comes in contact with your clit and your mouth hangs open, an airy gasp leaving your lips. His lips wrap around your nub and gives it an experimental suck, which sends your head back and your eyes rolling. A high whimper sounds from your throat and your fingers thread through San’s dark hair, a mantra of his name falling from your mouth.
The dark haired male in between your legs alternated from kitten licks on your clit and long stripes from your opening. His tongue pokes at your opening and your fingers tighten their grasp on his hair, grinding your hips closer. San’s nose nudges your bundle of nerves and with the added insertion of his tongue, your thighs twitch beside his head edging you close to an orgasm.
He suddenly pulls away, lips glistening with your juices and eyes dark with hunger. You whine at the loss of contact, eyes dazed and unfocused.
“You wanna cum?” San trails a hand up your thigh, caressing your hips and pushing up his purple sweater up and trailing soft pecks on your newly exposed skin.
You nod in response, a sweater clad hand comes up to muffle a whimper that leaves you when his lips come in contact with your skin.
“Then be a good girl and ride my cock.”
He grabs you by the shoulders and pulls you up, throwing one of your legs over his torso and he lays back on the pile of pillows. His eyes scan up your sleepy form on top of him, tongue licking his lips in hunger. You plant your hands on his chest, grasping the thin fabric of his shirt and tugging at it harshly.
“Calm down, doll.” He chuckles.
“Off… please.” You watch as he sits up and reaches behind his back to tug off his shirt, exposing his broad shoulders and lean body, tempting you to rake your nails down his fair skin. Now with his shirt off, you take the hem of his purple sweater to lift it up over your head.
“Keep it on,” San commands sternly, looking you dead in the eye, his hands wrapping around your wrists to stop your movement. So your fingers loosen and the fabric falls back down your body. “I wanna fuck you in my clothes.”
You all but nod at his words, core clenching around nothing and your slick dripping down on San’s stomach. Making the man under you chuckle and settle his hands on your hips, thumb caressing your soft skin. You take this as a sign to get on with it and lift yourself up, a hand reaching down to grasp your boyfriend’s cock, making him hiss. You bite your lip to hold back a moan when you press the head of his cock against your clit, before rubbing it down your core.
“Fuck. Hurry up, doll.” San nearly growls, brows furrowing and eyes zoning on you. You steady yourself above him, adjusting your knees and breathing deeply before grabbing his shaft once more. You rock your hips against his tip, letting the head slip in your entrance for a quick moment before rubbing it back on your clit.
Having enough of your teasing, San huffs out a curse and throws your body back down the bed. Your hair sprawling in many different directions, his arms caging you in underneath him. With his deep eyes boring into yours, he gives you one last smirk before you feel the tip of his cock prodding at your entrance. And with one smooth thrust, his entire member is sheathed within your velvet walls. An airy whine escapes your lips and your hands find themselves gripping on San’s muscular bicep. The man above you casts his eyes down to where you two connect, his mouth hung open and panting softly.
“You’re taking me so well, baby.”
He praised, watching your face contorted in pleasure, your eyes dazed and looking up at him with such adoration that it makes his heart skip a beat. His lips quickly swoop down to land a small peck on yours, and he slowly pulls his hips back, cock rubbing against your wet walls and you both moan in unison.
“Fuck, I missed this.” San pants, his hips picking up the pace, until all you hear is skin slapping against skin accompanied by your sinful cries and your boyfriend’s occasional groans. A hand finds its way on your hip and grips it tightly, ensuring bruises to appear the next day.
Your eyes unfocus and the next thing you feel is San’s lips on the crook of your neck, tongue licking a stripe up your skin before his teeth sink in your flesh. You moan when he sucks on the jugular of your neck, leaving an alarming shade of red on your skin that will soon bloom into a sultry shade of purple. His assault on your neck carries on and his hickies begin to trail down your chest, hips never once slowing down.
When he suddenly pulls away, but before you could whine at the sudden emptiness, San pulls you up and manhandles your smaller form on your arms and knees. And just as quickly as he pulled out, he’s bottomed out inside you, a long groan coming from his throat. He goes back to fucking you from behind, strands of his dark hair stuck on his forehead from the sweat that beads from his temples and teeth gnawing on his lower lip. The new angle forces a moan from you when you feel him hit a specific spot inside you that your fingers could never reach.
“Ah fuck, San… there” Your moans become more frequent and higher in pitch when the said man begins to repeatedly pound into your core. Resulting in you clenching tighter around his dick. His large hands plant themselves on your hips, pulling your hips back every time he snaps his forward.
The room reeked of sex and all you could hear were the rhythmic slapping of San’s thighs on your ass, making you leak even more on his cock. Your fingers fist the once pristine white sheets under you and your arms begin to quiver from holding your weight up. They give up a few moments later, your face landing on the pillows and your boyfriend’s sweater sliding down the arch of your back, exposing more of your skin. One of San’s hands shifts from your hips and gropes your ass, fingers digging into the supple flesh.
“Your pussy feels so good, baby. So good for me.” The dark haired male pants, his hips never letting up their relentless speed. His charcoal irises run down the expanse of your back, and end when they reach his purple hoodie bunched up by your shoulders. He licks his lips and drinks in the sight of you bent over in front of him, your ass up and your head pushed against the pillows, droopy eyes looking over your shoulder and up at him with a lust induced gaze.
Your core clenches when you meet your boyfriend’s hungry eyes, fingers grasping the sheets tighter and mouth hanging open to whine out in pleasure. The way San’s eyes darkened above you made you feel some type of way, he looked at you like you were the only thing to ever exist in this world. His eyes held such emotions that they made you weak, and with the added pleasure of his cock rubbing up on you, you couldn’t help but moan.
San feels his climax approaching; it was too soon for his liking, but that was the week-without-release at work. His thrust sooner turned sloppy and irregular, his hands messily roaming around your body, groping every inch of skin he can touch. At one point he finds his fingers snaking down around your waist, tugging your lax form up against his chest like a ragdoll
“I can’t…” You hear San pant amidst the creaking of the bed and your moans, “I’m gonna cum.” he grunts in your ear, one hand cupping your right breast and the other reaching down to rub at your clit. Your eyes roll back and you throw your head back against his shoulder. His lips land on yours in a rough kiss, tongue quickly sneaking past your lips caressing everything he can reach.
You feel his cock twitch inside you and you clench one more time around him to throw him off the edge. He pulls away from your lips and latches his teeth on the juncture of your neck, sucking a dark hickey onto your skin. His hips stutter against yours as he spurts a week’s load of cum in your pussy. San groans deeply in your ears, hips lazily pushing into you and cock stroking against your cum painted walls as he comes down from his high.
You fell forward on the mattress when the arms that wrapped around your body loosened, but before you could breathe, the same pair of arms flipped you onto your back and now all you could see was San. His dark eyes that oozed sexy, his scheming smirk and the freckles on his neck. What a sight. You stilled underneath him, eyes entranced by the stunning man in front of you. Completely so that you don’t notice the hand that slips down between your legs and presses harshly on your clit.
“San!” Your back arches at the pleasure that suddenly runs up your body. The bastard just smiles at you, teeth glinting and dimples becoming prominent in the light of the dawn. San kisses your cheek tenderly before trailing them down your skin, going over his sweater and continuing down your stomach until they reach your thighs. He throws your legs over his shoulders and bites at the skin of your thighs, looking at you directly in the eye while his fingers continue to work on your cunt. Two digits easily slip inside you and you throw your head back at the intrusion.
San lowers his head down to you and his tongue coming in contact with the bundle of nerves that made you go crazy. That and the fingers that were pumping in and out of you, fucking his cum back into you. Your insides felt warm and sloppy, your walls clenching around San’s fingers who are hellbent on throwing you off the edge.
“You like that, doll?” His breath fans on you clit, making your thighs jump and cunt gush. Your brows furrow when you feel the coil in your stomach tighten, even more so when San prods a third finger at your entrance and his lips envelop your clit. With each suck he delivers, his fingers pound into your core with increasing force. The cum around his fingers makes an incredibly ungodly squelching sound every time they push back into you and if you weren’t too high on euphoria, you would be beyond embarrassed. San’s tongue continues its assault on your clit and you start to feel your climax rapidly approaching.
San’s eyes flitter up to your face, brows furrowed and eyes half lidded, nearly going cross eyed. It filled his pride to see you in such a state and all because of him nonetheless. With your fingers tangled in his hair and your thighs twitching beside his head, that was enough visual stimulus for him to moan in the heat of the moment. The vibrations sent deep into your pussy, and you clenched tighter on his fingers. His mouth alternated from quick licks to harsh sucks on your nub, fingers still pounding deep into you.
Your core clenched and fluttered around his fingers and San could tell you were close, that and the way your fingers tugged on his dark hair along with your curling toes and bucking hips were also a telltale sign of your oncoming orgasm. Your breathing turns shallow when San pulls away from your clit and sneaks a lick at your entrance. Your walls pulsed around his fingers and that pushed the raven-haired man to work his fingers faster into you. The delicious squelching of your cunt ringing in his ears.
“Fuck– San!”
You yelp before throwing your head back on the pillows and holding San’s head as you hump his fingers and rub his flattened tongue on your sensitive nub, the man letting you do as you please with a prideful glint in his eyes.
“That’s right, doll. Cum on my fingers.” The muscles on his wrist flex, nearly straining his muscles as he pounds his fingers even harder into your sopping cunt.
Your thighs quivered and back arched, eyes rolling back when you finally cum. Your form literally shakes in pleasure and stars start to litter your eyelids, pleasure washing over you in overwhelming waves. Making you convulse in San’s hold, mouth hanging open in a silent scream. Your body freezes for a quick moment before your muscles finally relax, completely spent and mind blank. Your eyes roam around the room but nothing looks familiar, it all looked blurred and the rising sun made everything have this fuzzy glow around them. You’re snapped back to reality when San appears in your line of sight.
“Open up, doll.”
He whispers, voice husky and dry. Three of his cum covered fingers come up to tap at your lips before your lips wrap around them and lick your juices of his digits. The mix of both your cum makes your clench around nothing and the way you leave your mouth agape to give him a view of your tongue swirling around his fingers makes San groan.
“Fuck babe, don’t do that.”
You playfully raise a brow, pretending as if you didn’t know what he means. “Why so, Sannie?”
“I don’t think i have enough time to show you exactly ‘why’.”
And with your tired yet mirthful eyes and croaky voice, you replied.
“We have all weekend, baby.”
Ateez Reaction: They are obsessed with how thick and plump their s/o is. -Smut Version
Thank you for requesting sweetie! I hope you enjoy it because I sure as hell did enjoy writing it.~ squishy
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Seonghwa:
“Hwa..” You gasped as his fingers dug into the plush thickness of your thighs, the moan that spilled from this man was guttural. His long tongue pressed flat against your clit and smoothed side to side against it before filthily slurping up the natural taste of your lovely cunt.
He lifted his head up and noticed how you managed to slip away a little from his mouth. He was so caught up in the taste and the thickness of your full body that he didn’t even feel it. “You tryna get away from me already, darling?” Licking his lips, he grunted as he pulled you back to the edge of the bed.
“God, I love your body..” He caressed your thighs then moved his hands up to rub your soft sides, gripping in a few areas just to watch the way you spilled between the parts of his fingers. Even in such a lewd situation, he thought it was adorable. One hand moved up to grab a handful of your breast.
“Please Hwa…” You whined. He knew what you wanted and he was going to give it to you. You felt fingers part your puffy lips and you heard another moan from Seonghwa so you looked at him. The sight made you dizzy and fuzzy with pleasure. The man still on his knees, holding you tight and eyes so dark and filled with lust. He licked his lips and smacked your pussy lightly before diving right back in.
“Mmm.” He groaned as he flicked his tongue, spelled out his name, swirled and sucked so heavenly you thought you were going to see the light. “Ah! Fuck! Hwaaa.” You cried out above him but he paid no mind as he was devouring you. Lifting his back up, he conjured enough spit to let it hit your slit and drip down to your tight hole making you twitch. You had watched him do that and you swear to fuck it was one of the hottest things he’s done.
He landed a smack to your right inner thigh making it jiggle from impact. It was absolutely sexy. The stinging of his rings clashing with bits of your skin was a delicious sensation. “So thick and sexy, baby. Fuck, aren’t you a sight.”
You gripped his hair and your body shook. “There we go…” He rubbed your clit quickly.
“Cum for me…~”
Hongjoong:
Hongjoong smirked as he stared at you, completely checking you out. “Is that the skirt I designed for you a week ago?” He asked softly and you turned to look at him with a bright smile.
“Yes! I thought it was a nice day to actually wear it. Does it look okay?” You looked down at the designed black jean skirt with a few patches and painted words, an H for him painted on the left back pocket and cute little hearts painted. He made it to match the cute sweater and shoes you bought.
“More than okay, my love. It looks amazing on you…fits you well.” He licked his lips as he sat back in his chair. “A little too well..” He couldn’t get over the way the skirt had shaped your hips wonderfully, the fishnets clung to your plush thighs deliciously and it was a shame he wanted to ruin your cute little ass.
You knew what he was going to request you do by the devilish smile upon his face, which made you nibble on your bottom lip, waiting to hear those words come out of his mouth. “Turn around for me…” He lifted up a finger to spin and excitement spiked you hard. You slowly turned your back to him and wiggled your hips innocently.
“Mm..” He stood up from his seat and walked over to you, spinning you around and pressing his lips against yours. The kiss was deep and nasty. He used that tongue of his to his advantage, pressing the flat of it against yours. You could feel his piercing against your tongue and your senses seemed to heighten just on his tongue. He dominated the kiss, slid, and flicked his tongue against yours all while his hands roamed your body with affection and lusty squeezes. To feel your softness in his palms made blood rush straight down to his crotch.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers combing through his hair as he kissed you breathless. He pulled away with a heavy sigh and kissed your cheek.
“You’re going to get me in trouble looking the way you do..” He smirked.
“That’s not a bad thing, Hongjoong. Things have been much tighter since you keep feeding me.”
You felt his hands sneak underneath your sweater. “Mm, that’s not a bad thing love…makes me want to eat you right up.” He paused for a moment.
“In fact..” He backed you up until you were against his desk and lifted you up before his hands started to push your skirt up.
Yunho:
It was the jeans, he blamed the jeans that were fitting tight upon your thick thighs and fat ass. He asked himself how he let the sight of you wearing jeans miss his mind the way that it did. Maybe he didn’t want to accept the fact that his precious baby was wearing such tight ass jeans. Your body was an absolute sin.
Not to mention the top you were wearing was unacceptable. He was hot knowing that his baby felt so comfortable wearing a top like that. So, what was he supposed to do? Act like you weren’t living, breathing, and walking on this earth looking that fine? That sexy? No, and as much as he enjoyed spending time with people and his closest friends, the bulge in his pants was not going anywhere and he was sure he was going to lose it if he didn’t get to have you right now.
That’s why you ended up in the bathroom, jeans, and panties down to your ankles, Yunho fucking you like it was his last day on earth. Long fingers digging and holding onto a handful of your ass while his other hand was wrapped around your throat. It wasn’t a hard grip but it was tight and hot enough to make you hum in pleasure.
Your body jiggled with every clash of his hips and Yunho moaned lowly as he watched. “Do you know how sexy you are, sweetheart?”
“Fuck I’m so addicted to you. Everything about you is just…mmf”
There weren’t any words that could comprehend the way he felt. His actions spoke louder than his words at the moment and as he pulled up against his chest. He released your ass to tug up your shirt and squeeze at your cute tummy. Hot large palms warming your skin as his fingers kneaded the soft flesh. His lips pressing lovely kisses to your cheek as he fucked you deep and hard. It just felt too right to have your body against his, to feel his fingers dig into your thickness. You were lost in immense pleasure feeling Yunho fuck you and at the fact that he just couldn’t control himself; couldn’t control his urges when it came to your or your body.
He hid his face against your shoulder, silent moans, and cute deep sighs. He gripped you tighter against him, not wanting to let you go at all.
“Shit..so sexy..so fucking sexy..”
Yeosang:
He pulled his phone out of his pocket with one hand while he held up a piece of spicy chicken to eat. He didn’t eat much spicy food but it was chicken so how could he say no to that. A picture pulled up of you in a pair of knee-length shorts, a rip on the back of the right thigh. It was an ass pic but what really got him going was the thin band of your panties showing and the love handle peeking from underneath your baggy sweater.
He hearted the picture then replied with, “come back out here.”
You replied with a heart emoji and with that, he locked and slid his phone back into his pocket. You reappeared after a few minutes and smiled innocently, standing beside him. He was seated in his chair eating his chicken but you could notice the tension he was holding.
“____, do you mind grabbing me a bottle of water, please. Thank you.” Hongjoong asked and you nodded your head. “Me too please.” Yeosang licked his lips and watched you walk over to the fridge. Every step you took to make something jiggle and by the gods, he was going to snap. Not to mention that sliver of skin was deadly.
You grabbed two water bottles and opened both. Handing one to Hongjoong and the other Yeosang, he hooked two fingers into the back of your jean pocket and tugged you down onto his lap. You could definitely feel the hard-on he was sporting in his jeans. You innocently wiggled in his lap trying to get a bit more comfortable.
“Comfy now?” It came out strained and you hummed, pleased. “Yes, sangie.”
He grabbed another piece of chicken for you to eat and held it up to your mouth. “Try this, apparently its spicy but I don’t taste it.”
You ate the piece of chicken gratefully. “Yeah, it lacks the spice. Still good though.” He softly grabbed your hip to rub and slowly grind your ass against his bulge. He was well at sneaking his emotions and picked up a piece of regular chicken to eat.
He popped the chicken into his mouth and was able to disguise his moan into a groan. How he wanted to fuck you so badly right now, he wanted to be patient and let you eat enough. Take you right after. See what was underneath these clothes of yours in person.
His index and middle hooked underneath the band of your panties and toyed with it as he started a conversation with Wooyoung. Yeah, he was going to ruin you tonight.
San:
San kissed along your throat as he pumped the dildo in and out of you tight cunt slowly. While one hand was already occupied his other hand squeezed both of your breasts, teasing each nipple to hardness and giving them each light smacks making your breast jiggle form the light impacts.
You whimpered in pleasure as San wanted to drag out your pleasure as much as possible. “It’s so hard for me to keep myself together when you always look so cute.” He mumbled against your skin then kissed his way up to your cheek.
“Always walking around looking and acting cute..” He pulled the dildo out slowly then smacked it against your clit making you jerk slightly.
“So fucking cute.” He cooed in your ear as he slid the base of the toy along your slick slit making the slick sound prominent in the room. “And it’s almost every time that I look at you…take you in- it makes me want to ruin you doll.”
You whimpered even more as he softly rubbed your inner thigh with his free hand. “God and when you look at me- it gets me addicted to you. It gets me needy and I ache for you. Just like I am right now- do you feel me?” He pushed against you making you feel his hard cock against your back.
“That’s all you. All fucking you.” He smacked your inner thigh and groaned in your ear as he watched it jiggle. “And that? The way everything just…jiggles fucks me up so much. It’s sexy, you’re sexy kitten..” His words were making you hazy but he quickly grabbed you out of your haze when he pushed the dildo back into your tight heat.
“P-please, San..” You moved your hips. That hand of his moved from you inner thigh to rub at your tummy slowly.
“Wanna cum, kitten?”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Yes, you do.” He chuckled and pressed the palm of his hand against the end of the dildo, pushing it deep inside you. “The only thing you’re going to cum on is my cock, understand?~”
Wooyoung:
You and Wooyoung were hidden in a little part of the airport, his arms wrapped around your waist with one of his hands in one of the back pockets of your shorts. Your head was against his shoulder silently talking back to him.
He kneaded at your ass through the shorts freely without the worry of having to be caught or anything because you both were so hidden that even the others didn’t know where you were. Of course, they did but their flight wasn’t until another three hours. Luckily the airport wasn’t packed with a lot of people.
“Would you ever try thigh fucking?” You asked as you fixed your mask a bit. You noticed the hitch in his breath and the halt of his rubbing and leaned back to look at him.
“Yes or no?”
“Absolutely.” He looked at you.
“Why?” You tilted your head.
“Do you not know how hot you are? Babe, I get goosebumps just thinking of you. Your body is dangerous. I thought San’s was but you are on a whole different level. Thick and chunky in places that have me drooling. I would cum so quick if I was to fuck your thighs, I’m being honest.” He laughed and you laughed along with him.
“I have a question for you. Would you ride my face?”
You gasped and hid your face against his shoulder. He slid his other hand under your hoodie to rub at your love handle. “Yes…” You replied.
“Yeah? Fuck, what if we sneaked to the bathroom? I think it would be hot suffocating between your thighs. I want to feel that sweet cunt of yours rub against my tongue. Guide your hips if you tried to stop.” He pinched your ass making you softly yelp.
“Wooyoung..” You whined.
“You started it. All I’m trying to do is finish it or rather have you finish on my tongue..~”
Mingi:
“More god- fuck please more,” Mingi whined into the crook of your neck as he wrapped his arms around your sides, squeezing you tight just to feel your soft thickness against his lean body. He needed to feel you more, needed to squeeze you, and dig into your warmth. Indulge in your entirety. You were beautiful to him.
His breaths grew heavier as you rode him and his hands found their way under your top to grip your skin. It was so soft and chunky against his palms but he was so greedy. Such a greedy man, a greedy puppy for you and he ached for more of you. There was so much of you, he felt like he didn’t know what to do.
A particular squeeze around his cock made him whimper against your skin and use one hand to grasp the thickness of your thigh. “You ride me so good, so fucking good don’t stop fuck don’t stop..” He begged sweetly as he literally clung to you.
You knew his obsession with your body, the poor baby couldn’t even hide his emotions from you. He was truly an honest boy and what he shared with you was…a lot. You wanted to feed him and make him feel good with all the needs and wants. He was your man after all.
You softly unwrapped his arms from your waist and guided his hands down to your hips, allowing him to grip them so he didn’t let go. You pressed your hand against his bare chest and pushed him down against the bed so he was looking up at you. He watched your breast bounce slightly and felt your chub in his hands melt into his palms.
“You’re so good to me Mingi, baby.~” You swirled your hips.
“Always making me feel good, always telling me how pretty and how hot I look. You’re such a slut for me, aren’t you? Must turn you on so much knowing that you own me, hm?”
“Holy fuc- yes fuck yes. You’re so pretty, so warm, so fucking soft. Can’t get enough of you…ngh!” He watched you ride him and he couldn’t help but smack your ass.
“God, you were made for my cock.~”
Jongho:
Jongho was a sucker for you and your body. While he was more on the beefy firm side of things, you were soft and squishy. You were pliant and just pure fluff in human form. As much as he thought it was cute, there were underlining hints of obsession with the way your body was.
He had just got out of the shower after a long day of performing and was quick to slip on some sweats and a hoodie. The only thing on his mind was to have you in his arms and rub you because it was comforting.
As he walked into the kitchen he stopped in his tracks. A short crop top and some spandex shorts with cute ruffles at the end. Bits of cheek peeking out from the bottom of your shorts. You were hypnotizing, absolutely hot. You were dressed free and comfortable, so open and yet so cute. He watched you eat a banana while reading, taking in your full figure and noticing the stretch marks on your hips.
The thought of innocence soon disappeared and he thought about his hands touching you, his mouth marking and kissing you, his body against yours. You did nothing yet he felt like nothing was something with you. Fuck it was always something. He nibbled on his bottom lip.
“Can I pick you up?” You looked at him, startled.
“Sorry baby, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He laughed cutely.
“It’s okay. What did you ask?”
He walked up to you and took a bite out of your banana while his arms wrapped around your sides. “Can I pick you up?”
You were normally hesitant on the idea of someone lifting you up but you oddly felt confident that Jongho wouldn’t drop you. You hoped not at least. He was strong and the idea of him picking you up was undeniably hot. His strength sometimes turned you on. “Why? Just because? What if I’m too heavy?”
“There’s no such thing as too heavy, baby.” He kissed you softly and squeezed your tummy. “Please?” He looked at you with big glossy eyes.
“Okay..” You ate the rest of your banana before tossing the peel into the trash and wrapping your arms around his neck. He could tell the look of nervousness on your face and kissed you, completely distracting you from his hands smoothing down to the back of your thighs and lifting you up.
You gasped and quickly hid your face into his neck as he bounced you a little in his arms with a small grunt. “No lie, this is hot..” You mumbled and he gave your ass a small smack. “Yeah? Good because I thought I was the only one. You feel way too good in my arms baby..” He nuzzled your neck and started to kiss your skin.
“Ever thought about getting fucked against the wall?”
𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ♥︎ 𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳
When yours and his breathing heightened, Jongho slowly slid his hands down to your ass, letting his hands rest stilly on top of your cheeks. With a long exhale you still your movements, parting your lips from Jongho’s. Staring lovingly into his eyes, you chuckled before resting your head in the crook of his neck, wrapping your arms around him. You felt him place delicate, butterfly-like kisses against your cheek before he mimicked your actions and placed his face in your neck, taking a deep breath of your intoxicating scent. As the two of you stayed like that for a while, you glanced downwards down Jongho’s front, accidentally making direct eye contact with his crotch. Smiling mysteriously to yourself, an idea bloomed in your mind. Pulling your head slowly off his body, you stared at him dead in the eyes. As Jongho looked at you patiently, his adorable orbs were glimmering with such fondness and expectance. He looked downwards at your legs with curiosity as you began to inch closer up his thighs, sliding yourself forward. He squeezed your ass cheeks gently, realizing your intention. “Something wrong?” Jongho teased, cocking an eyebrow playfully. “These pants look good on you,” you whispered, pinching the slick fabric on either side of the top of his thighs. Pulling it up little by little, you let go once it stretched enough to let it slap back down against his skin. “However, aren’t they uncomfortable?” You hinted, waiting to see if he would catch on with your peculiar questioning. “Only sometimes,” Jongho responded, grabbing onto your hips. He decided to play along. “Sometimes, hmm? And I’m guessing right now they are not?” You placed your hands flat on his thighs only to stroke them upwards onto his chest and back down in a pattern. “That’s right,” Jongho smirked, leaning his face towards your ear, “but they might soon if you keep this up,” As Jongho moved his face back, he chuckled with satisfaction upon noticing your look of surprise from his stimulating remark. “I like the sound of that,” you declared, moving up his thighs even more until your torso was touching his. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you tilted your head downwards to look at your boyfriend. Pecking his lips a few times more, you smiled against his mouth upon feeling his arms wrap tightly around your waist. Starting off slow, you began to grind little by little against him, only enough to begin to work Jongho up. He hummed happily against your lips. Throwing your head back, you groaned as Jongho began to place passionate kisses along your neck. You felt yourself grow needier by each second, impatience slowly fogging your vision and thoughts of anything else. Never did you ever stop your movements on his bottom half, his almost-soundless noises he would emit very now and then lit a fire within you. “My pants may be uncomfortable now,” Jongho signaled, watching as you looked down at his crotch briefly. You didn’t even need to look at the front of Jongho’s pants to know he was hard. You could feel his erection underneath your clothed pussy with each push forward of your hips. Biting your lip sensually, you slowly began to unbutton Jongho’s pants, only for him to stop you abruptly by placing a hand on your wrist.
Taestfully’s Coffee Shop — You wear a sexy dress to a date
Request: Ateez reaction to girlfriend wearing a sexy dress to a date please thank you!
Seonghwa
Seonghwa adored the way you looked in the dress. In fact, he loved it so much that he did everything in his power to show you off throughout the evening together. He’d only get a little on edge any time someone stared for far longer than necessary. He wanted people to look at how beautiful you were, but didn’t want them getting any ideas.
“The most stunning person I’ve ever seen,” he cooed into your ear, making your skin prickle with goosebumps. “And all mine.”
Hongjoong
Hongjoong wasn’t one to meddle too much into what you wore, leaving your choice of clothing completely up to you. But when you came sauntering out of your bedroom after getting ready for the date night ahead, dressed in a little black dress that hugged you a little too right, he felt the need to question you.
“Baby, must you wear that?” He asked you as his hands slipped down to cup your rear end. “You look so hot, but I don’t know how I feel about others seeing you look so ravishing.”
Yunho
Yunho didn’t care about others looking at you. It didn’t matter if they did. All that mattered was that you were his. He was so proud to have such a stunning woman and felt pride swell in his chest when everyone at the restaurant gazed at you, enraptured by you.
“You look so amazing tonight,” he told you, making you smile. “How did I get so lucky, hm?”
Yeosang
You wore this particular dress on purpose. You wore it to test him and Yeosang was onto you as soon as you came strutting out of your room. He’d call you out immediately, much to your shock and embarrassment.
“You silly girl,” he began, eyes scanning over your form and jaw locked tight. “You think you’d pull one over on me? I know exactly what you’re up to.”
San
San was so smug about it. Sure, he let you wear that dress out and about like everything was fine. He continued through the evening as if the eyes of others on your body didn’t make him feel the need to tell them off. Though, the moment you got home, he pushed you into the wall and his lips found your ear.
“Sweetheart,” his teeth grazed your ear and you exhaled shakily. “You’ve been so naughty tonight, wearing that dress and showing off your body to others. I’ll make sure you know what happens when you act so naughty.”
Mingi
(I know Yunho is being super cute in this but just focus on Mingi lmao)
Mingi was so pouty. He thought you looked amazing, but so did everyone else that was at the restaurant. He didn’t like the way men stared at you, feeling jealousy work it’s way through his body. You were completely unaware of how good you looked and that alone made things even worse.
“Baby,” he said to you after pulling you close to his side. He looked at you with a pout on his lips and lust in his eyes. “You look so good, but it’s only for me, right? Just me?”
Wooyoung
It was all fun and games until you got hit on by some random guy at the bar. You looked hot in that dress, but Wooyoung’s presence next to you did nothing to deter unwanted advances. Suddenly he wasn’t so fond of you in that dress.
“Maybe we should go home. I think maybe it’s time for me to get you out of that dress, yeah?”
Jongho
Jongho didn’t cause a fuss over your dress. You looked amazing in that dress, it fit you perfectly. He was happy to have such a beautiful girl. He didn’t mind the lingering eyes of others too much, but he’d watch them as they watched you, making sure to lock eyes with them and let them know that he could see their lustful gazes on you.
“You’re really beautiful, you know,” he chuckled and grabbed your hand. “Literally every eye is on you tonight.”
Please do ateez reaction to your boobies rubbing…
It was day- I dont know what of quarantine and your days had reduced to really doing nothing. The only good thing to really being stuck at home all the time was the endless amount of time you got to spend with your boyfriend. You werent ever really sure when exactly he was going to show up, since he did still have things to do with the other members in their own apartment. It was early, this time, when you heard his fingers punching the code in on your door before quietly opening it. You hadnt even gotten out of bed to brush your hear yet when he slipped under the covers with you.
Hongjoong:
He smiled brightly at your tired face as he crawled closed to you before getting under the covers. “Good morning, love.” He’d say playfully as you groaned, turning yourself to be welcomed by his arms. You had completely forgotten that you had yet to put a bra on until you felt him stiffen slightly, looking down at you with a playfully surprised look. He’d giggle, his hands trying to catch you as you rolled away, your hands covering your face in embarrassment. “Why are you going away!” He’d fit into his giggles, sinking down lower as you allowed him to pull you back into him. He wouldn’t make fun of you or try to turn things sexual. He’d instead smile to himself, as he looked at the situation as a way to imagine life once the two of you move in together forever.
Seonghwa:
On the outside he wouldn’t even flinch when he realized that your bare chest was pressed against him. Instead, he’d sink lower, pulling you tighter as his fingers gently traced up and down your back. He wouldlnt say anything, either. He wouldnt want to risk spoiling the moment since for him every little moment with you had to count for the most. Hed try to stay in bed as long as possible, and when you finally did decide to get up to at least brush your teeth hed make sure brushing your teeth was the only thing you did do since he wanted to spend all day in bed with you.
Yunho:
He’d crawl up to you from the end of the bed, his hands reaching for your wrists to help with you up so he could properly say good morning. when he realized how free your chest was and how well he could see through your oversized white shirt he’d cover his eyes before really thinking. When you smacked his arm gently and covered your chest he’d pout before wrapping you in a big hug and forcing you to fall over with him. “My pretty bird.” He’d smile, stroking your hair. He’d continue showering you with compliments as your cheeks became darker and darker, loving how flustered you got.
Yeosang:
He would pretend he didn’t notice anything as you laid your cheek on his chest and would go about talking to you about his morning and why he was able to come over so early. To say it didn’t hold his attention, though, would be a lie. He’d feel like every breath you took was more apparent and that he could feel your heartbeat better. the fact that he could just reach down and feel how perfect your body is wasn’t even something he cared about. It was just your heart beat. When you finally would stand to freshen yourself up he would only then let his eyes wonder to your chest, letting his imagination run wild.
San:
The moment the two of you got comfortable and he finally calmed down his excitement from being able to finally spend a full day with you he’d start giggling. When you asked him why he was so giddy he would just whisper “You’re not wearing a bra.” He would laugh harder when you smacked his chest and told him to shut up, his arms tightening around you so you couldn’t get away. He wouldn’t tease you any more about it, but the fact that you now new he was thinking about your boobs would make it hard for you to let it slide. You would try a few times to tease him about it, but he would never take the bait, afraid it would mean he would never get to experience this again.
Mingi:
God help you the moment Mingi realized you were braless. At first he’d just let his forearm brush against your chest, just to make sure what he assumed was correct, as the two of you spooned. You would be quick to catch on, though, and he would playfully fight with your hands as he tried to sneak past them to cup a little feel. He would never take it too far, though. At this point in your relationship you were comfortable enough that being comfortable wasn’t a big deal, but because it was the first time he was seeing you like this he couldn’t stop himself from teasing you a little. When you threatened him with putting a bra on he would just intertwine your fingers firmly and hold you close to his chest, making sure you knew his games were done, but he had won.
Wooyoung:
Wooyoung would think about saying something to tease you, but wouldn’t, since to him it really wasn’t a huge thing. He’d hold you loosely, making sure ti kiss the top of your head or rub your back softly to make you the most comfortable. He’d like the feeling of your bare chest against him. His heart would pound, but it was only because he was excited that you had allowed him to hold you in such an intimate way. Plus, he’d realize how it was just as uncomfortable to have the wire of your bra digging into him too.
Jongho:
When you rolled over and draped your arm over his stomach he’d look at you with wide eyes. “I can feel your boobs.” He’d say, his arms immediately holding you tighter as you tried to squirm away from him. Every time you would give up and relax, he’d whisper the word “boobie”, or try to make you blush some more. He’d push you almost to the point of being mad, but would stop just short of that and kiss you on the nose. He would make it all better by telling you how pretty you were, but not after trying to sneak a peak.
Kitty
𝒰𝓉𝑜𝓅𝒾𝒶 — Ateez Reaction to you being an actor and dying in…
TW// death/slightly graphic in some scenes/violence?
Kim Hongjoong
Hongjoong had no idea what the movie was about but as soon as he walked into the showcase, he was super excited. The movie trailer made it seem like you were the main character so that would only mean you made it to the end right…? Hongjoong’s mouth was wide open the entire time until boom- you were gone… Even you were a little bit shocked because the editing and sounding was just so good, “Y-Y/n… W-What- I- Oh my god!”
Park Seonghwa
Seonghwa was so invested in the movie that he completely forgot that you were right next to him. Obviously you knew what was going to happen, and knew what your outcome was, so ever so often you took some glances towards him to see his expressions. Seonghwa’s eyebrows were furrowed and his lip was in between his teeth as he saw the face hiding in the bushes behind you. Seonghwa didn’t even blink when he saw you get grabbed and pulled into the bush where he heard a blood curdling scream. Seonghwa let out a shaky breath and looked beside him to make sure you were still there with him. You knew he was a little bit too startled to really say anything, so you gently grabbed onto his hand, “It’s okay. I’m here.”
Jung Yunho
Yunho knew that typically nothing really ever ends good in scary movies but he was really hoping that you would make it to the end. Yunho was holding you tightly and his attention was fully on the screen as he scanned the area surrounding you. Yunho mumbled something about you being okay but as soon as the words left his mouth, he let out a loud gasp as you suddenly got dragged to the side, “B-But! But y/n! I- NO!”
Kang Yeosang
Yeosang would hate to say it but… you were the typical “airhead” in the movie and he already knew how it was going to end from the very beginning. Of course you had to be the character that thought it was the best idea to split up- He watched in anticipation as you walked into the attic with a slightly annoying “Anyone there?” when you heard a whisper from the dark corner. Yeosang looked at you with the biggest cringe on his face and you couldn’t help but giggle slightly as you directed his attention back to the screen, “All I know is you better not d- OH MY GOD!”
Choi San
San doesn’t like scary movies at all but whenever he found out that you were in it, it would be a little bit mean not to watch it right? San hid behind you most of the time, wanting you to protect him. Every once in a while when he saw you get into a little bit of a problem he let out a soft, “nonono…” from all the suspense he was feeling. San shoved his head in your neck, making sure to peak out a little bit to continue to watch the movie, and he was on the verge of tears. He blinked for a split second and there you were, lying on the floor with blood surrounding your body. San let out a sigh of dismay before tears pricked his eyes from all the emotions “W-What happened- I- C-Can we stop watching now?”
Song Mingi
Mingi didn’t want to watch it. He knew you were one of the main characters, but it was a scary movie! Everyone knew Mingi wasn’t a fan of scary movies and you made sure to let him know that there was absolutely no pressure to watch it. He thought long and hard about it and he knew how much you loved supporting him and the other members, so he thought it was only fair to support you too. If he was being honest, the only time he would pay attention is whenever you were on screen or heard your voice… he wasn’t going to put himself through that for someone who wasn’t you, and because of that he was probably more shocked when he heard a loud scream and blood coming from out of nowhere, “Y/n?! What happened?! I- You were just there!”
Jung Wooyoung
Wooyoung was the type of person who constantly talks during movies, especially scary movies because it makes him feel a little bit better. He needs some comedic relief. He let out the typical, “No you idiot! Don’t go in there!” and, “Why would you split up?! You know how that always goes?!” Wooyoung was lowkey heated at you for making all the typical dumb decisions that happen in horror movies and you really had to remind Wooyoung that you were just following the script, “It’s okay babe, I know in real life, you would be the survivor.”
Choi Jongho
It had been so long since you’ve seen the movie since it was going through the publications so you were low-key on edge the whole time and Jongho was so confused because he didn’t know why you were so stressed. Jongho was really enjoying the movie though! He was super proud of you for being in an actual movie! You were doing so well and you were a lead character that was really making some character growth, so he got attached to your character as well… not that he wasn’t already attached to you… but you were actually one of the good characters. It was towards the end of the move, you were about to make it. You were so so close! You were about to throw up from the suspense and Jongho was tense as he saw you turning the key to the car and he almost cried because it wouldn’t start. There was screaming from the other people around you and Jongho had his face in his hands until he heard a scream come from you. The color drained from his face as he saw you get snatched from the car and pulled back into the forest, “NO! YOU WERE SO CLOSE! ARE YOU OKAY? LIKE IN REAL LIFE?! WAS IT SCARY?!”
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