The Mix Of Absolute Filth And Fluff In This Is Perfect, I Love This:))

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Hyunjin Hard Thought Visualizer

After a long long day of teasing your boyfriend like a brat, hyunjin decides to treat you like a brat. And brats, in hyunjins head, don't get to cum on his cock but instead on a vibrator. And he won't do any of the work. You'll get yourself off with your pretty pink toy while hyunjin will get off on your soft hands pumping his cock. Of course he can't deny you kisses though<3

Sorry this took so long! I hope this is okay!!

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Just found this acc and I’m so happy I did, I think I’m obsessed. And I had to ask — is this like a side of tumblr that I didn’t know about? Could you point me to other accounts like yours? Maybe with gg idols 🥺

(tho I’m not even a bg stan and I find your content so hot so any recommendations accepted)

I would love to help you but i actually know of no accounts that mainly do links and that's why I started this account! Some writers have anons who ask questions with prn links but that's all i really know! I'll try to incorporate more gg idols and do my research ! If you have any recommendations don't be shy to ask<3

bestie i am asking very politely for minho links 👉🏼👈🏼

Since you asked so nicely ❤️😚

MINHO LINKS :))

Minho giving you a much needed fill up ;)

Minho taking you from behind because of your cute socks<3

Minho cumming on you only to push it into you anyway

Minho fucking you while you make your friend cum with a vibrator:0

Netflix and chill with Minho gone right?

Hope you like these ;)

bad girl - h.hj

hello everyone!! this is my first skz fic on this acc so i hope u enjoy it!! please like, comment, reblog, or interact if you liked it!! photos are from pinterest and are not mine.

this is a strictly 18+ fic. minors do not interact.

wc: 1.8k

genre: pure smut, just a thousand words of filthy mouth hyunjinnie

warnings (if you are uncomfy with these topics please do not interact): afab!reader, fem!reader, offensive language (pussy, cunt, slut, fuckdoll, etc.), harddom!hyunjin, sub!reader, daddy kink, pet names (baby, baby girl), impact play using an object (spanking with ruler), fingering, piv, riding, unprotected sex (pls practice safe sex), cockwarming, mentions of other members, cream pie, mention of train being done to reader, mention of exhibitionism. if i am missing anything else please let me know!

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There were a plethora of things Hyunjin loved about you. He loved the way you eat snacks hunched over the trashcan with him at three in the morning, how you leave love notes around your shared apartment for when he wakes up and you’ve already left for work, how you’re okay with reading in silence beside him while he paints, how you swing both of your intertwined hands whenever you go on walks together, but there’s one thing Hyunjin loved about you that he wouldn’t dare gush about to anyone: he loves the way you submit to him in bed. 

That’s how you ended up here, face down on your bed, mini skirt flipped up exposing your bare ass to the only man that gets to see you like this. Hyunjin growled at the sight, smacking the already raw flesh before gripping you so tight you fear he’ll split you in half.

“Fuck my girl is so dirty,” Hyunjin groaned out, spreading your cheeks to admire your two tight holes. “All day today you’ve been wearing this pathetic excuse of a skirt that barely covers your ass with no panties underneath and for what? Did you want Jeongin to see your slutty pussy hm? Is that why you did it?”

When you only repled in whimpers, trying but failing to deny his accusation, Hyunjin brought his big muscly hand down on your ass once more. “When daddy asks you a question you answer it with words, baby girl.”

He continued his assault on your ass, not once stopping his pattern of spanking and groping, occasionally pulling your hips back so that you could feel his hard on through his grey briefs. The feeling of him against your sopping pussy made you sob into the pillow. You needed him to be inside you, to use you, but you knew you hadn’t deserved it yet, not for the stunt you pulled today. 

“No! N-no, I didn’t wa-want Innie to s-see! I wanted Daddy to see!” 

Your words caused your boyfriend to halt his movements. His silence was so loud you could hear your heart beating in your chest. Without a word, Hyunjin got up and walked over to his desk which was littered with tubes of paint and various other art supplies. The second you heard him rummaging in one of his drawers, you knew you had royally fucked up, but you couldn’t help but smirk silently at the outcome of your charade. 

You felt the bed dip behind you as Hyunjin tapped lightly on your calf. You were still in the same position as before, face burried in a pillow with your bright red ass stuck up high. 

“Come,” Hyunjin commanded when you turned your head to look at him. His expression was stone cold, none of the giggly, lovable man you usually saw before you. Hyunjin scoffed when he saw your face, blown-out pupils, and rosy cheeks despite the tears running down your face. His pathetic baby, he thought.

It was only when you crawled towards him, adjusting yourself over his knees did you see what he had retrieved at his desk. Looking so tiny in his hand was a wooden ruler, the same one that he uses every time you act up. 

“You know what’s gonna happen now right, slut?” Hyunjin questioned softly, running the thick wood up and down your raw flesh. 

“No more, please, you spanked me so much already,” you whimpered. “I’m s-so sorry, I di-didn’t mean to u-upset daddy.”

“Aww,” Hyunjin cooed, caressing the side of your face that wasn’t pressed against the mattress. “Daddy doesn’t care if you meant it or not, doll. You misbehaved and now you’re being punished, you know that’s how it works darling. Now, you know the word that’ll get daddy to stop right?”

When you grunted out your response, Hyunjin ran his unoccupied hand through your hair and placed a soft kiss on your temple. That was the last gentle touch he gave you before your punishment started. 

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After ten spanks across your ass and thighs, Hyunjin held you with you straddled his lap, cooing praises at you while he rubbed your sensitive behind with aloe vera. 

“You took your punishment so well, baby girl,” he whispered, kissing all over your face and neck making you squirm. You giggled in his arms, burying your face into the crook of his neck. You were still dressed in your fitted crop top and mini skirt, fuzzy over the knee socks squeezing your thighs tight. “You look so sexy in this outfit.”

The statement made you pull away from him and raise an eyebrow in question. “Says the man that just spanked me with a ruler for wearing this outfit.”

Hyunjin chuckled, peppering kisses up your exposed neck. For the first time since stepping into the bedroom, Hyunjin locked his lips with yours. His lips were hungry and desperate, almost as if not being able to kiss you was his own punishment.

The feeling of his hot breath on your skin made you relax back into his touch while he reverted back to speaking in hushed, seductive tones. “I love it when you dress like a slut for me, baby, but not in front of my members. You’re just lucky none of them saw your pretty pussy. I swear if anyone even got a glimpse of this wet cunt I would’ve made them watch me fuck you.” 

You squealed at his words. You loved it when Hyunjin let filthy words fall out of his pretty lips. The change in tone made you squirm, grinding your pussy against his half-hard cock once again. Both you and Hyunjin felt your pussy gush on his clothed cock as he continued. 

“Does my little slut like that huh? You like the thought of my members watching me wreck this pussy?” Hyunjin’s hand found its way under you, your slick heat sucking his fingers in and out of your hole with little resistance. 

Your moans filled the room as you bounced on his fingers, the sound of wet skin slapping only making you want to go faster. 

“Just like that baby, mhmm, this pussy is so fucking tight I can feel you clenching around my fingers. God, you’re such a cock hungry slut, aren’t you? You’re such a whore, I bet the boys would love using you.” Hyunjin watched where your core met his fingers, your wetness creating a messy puddle on his briefs. His fingers were drenched with your juices, resting the pad of his thumb on your clit as you continued to ride his hand. “Too bad you’re all mine, hmm, isn’t that right, baby?” 

“All yours,” You mumbled against his neck. “Only yours, Jinnie. Can I have more please? Want daddy to fill me up please.” 

Hyunjin chucked softly before kissing your forehead. Taking his hands off of you for a painful second, Hyunjin pulled his underwear down and filled you in one swift motion. The moans you let out were equal parts relief and pleasure as you bounced slowly on his cock. 

“Feels so good,” you slurred, slumping further down around Hyunjin, unable to hold yourself up any longer. “Help please, Jinnie. Need more.” 

“I got you, baby, just relax,” Hyunjin cooed, putting his hands under your behind to slowly move you up and down his length. 

After several heartbeats, Hyunjin couldn’t contain himself any longer, gradually picking up the pace in which he was bouncing you. 

“Harder,” you whined, clinging to your boyfriend for dear life. “I want you so deep inside me, baby. I need you to fill me full with your cum please daddy! Daddy, I need you please!” 

Hyunjin groaned at your request, unable to hold himself off any longer. “God you’re such a good little fuckdoll for me, you’ve been so good. I’m gonna fill this pussy to the brim, make sure you’re stuffed well with cum, how does that sound princess?” 

With a grunt, Hyunjin flipped you both so that you were under him, his large hands pushing your knees up to your chest allowing your pussy to be fully exposed to him. His gaze roamed your body slowly, teasing you with his eyes alone. His eyes clung to the swell of your breasts, trapped in the confines of your t-shirt, the peaks of your nipples taunting him.

“Please,” you whimpered. In a swift motion, Hyunjin took one hand off your leg to pull your skin-tight t-shirt up, letting your gorgeous tits fall out. With a groan, Hyunjin dove in, sucking at each nipple ferociously, making you gasp at the sudden action.

With your hands gripping his hair, Hyunjin plunged his cock into you, stretching you out deliciously. You gasped at the sudden stretch.

"This cunt is so fucking perfect," Hyunjin breathed, face still buried in your tits. "Don't know how long I'll last, baby,"

Hyunjin continued to hold your legs down against your chest, his deep strokes not breaking his original pace for a second. With one of your hands bunched in his hair and the other rubbing circles around your clit, you felt your climax build up quickly. After a particularly deep stroke, you let go of Hyunjin's hair and gripped his shoulders quickly, your orgasm washing over you as you chanted his name like a prayer. “I’m cumming, Daddy!” 

Hyunjin didn't halt his movements. If anything, he sped up his pace.

“Mhmm, that’s my good girl. Just a little longer okay? You’ve been so good. Daddy just needs a little bit more.” With a final thrust, you felt Hyunjin’s seed spread inside you, satisfying you completely. His moans and grunts were godlike, almost encouraging you to bring your pelvis forward to grind on his cock again, but you resisted the temptation. 

Remaining inside you, Hyunjin moved you so that you were facing each other on your sides, disregarding the fluids dripping onto the sheets. He held you as you played with the small hairs on the back of his neck, your heavy pants evening out together. You felt the pads of your boyfriend's fingers tracing shapes on your back, smiling silently to yourself when you felt the familiar pattern of his fingers drawing hearts and writing "I love you" both in English and Hangul amidst the random swirls.

Hyunjin felt good like this, and so did you, your bodies so intertwined that none of you could tell where your body stopped and his body started. That’s another thing Hyunjin loves about you, he supposes, that despite being your own entities separately, you also have your ways of making him feel as if you’re a part of him. Your soft chuckle pulled Hyunjin out of his thoughts. 

“You know now that I think about it,” You start. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you use a ruler for anything other than to spank me.” 

“Wrong,” Hyunjin replies with a smirk. “I just don’t use that ruler.” 

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Dom Jisung Links!

The way i know Dom jisung would be slow and sweet like this, but slowly his need for you seeps into him too deep to be driven out again. Jisung would be so needy from this, but obviously he would never admit to that.

Days when jisung would let you grind yourself against his tounge, obviously he doesn't let you cum though. You can do that on his cock<3

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This was literally me until my boyfriend came along<33 it meant so much reading this. <3

Flowers in December (m)

Ice skater!Sunghoon x Insecure!Reader

A/N: This is the first non porn without plot fic I’ve written since literal years so I hope it’s not complete garbage. I do wanna give a trigger warning since this is very self-indulgent and goes to quite a lot of depressing places so if that triggers you be careful <3 This was also written with a bigger reader in mind, but if you can identify with it even if you aren’t that is a 100% valid too. This also kind of drags on so be warned :)

Word count: 3k

Warnings: reader is depresso, body image issues, reader has a lot of self hatred, honestly just very bleak over all?, oral (fem. receiving), unprotected sex (use a condom y’all, pulling out ain’t safe), tears, lots of emotions

Beauty lingers out of reach. So every week you stood there, watching him twirl and fly across the ice. When he fell you cried with him and when he succeeded it felt like your heart was going to explode out of your chest, but that simply was all that it stayed. Before practice ended you always made a quiet exit through the big metal doors. Every time you wanted to stay, but being seen wasn’t a sacrifice you were willing to make.

Every week you rode the bus with your headphones on. You listened to Mazzy Star on rainy days and there had been a lot of rainy days lately.

Sometimes the loneliness felt nice, like it was beautiful, purposeful, but most of the times it just felt so miserable you wanted to pull your hair out and let yourself sink onto the dirty bus floor until you merged with the rubber. The silence, filled with podcasts and hours long YouTube summaries of the pretty little liars plot always seemed to come back, no matter how much you meticulously charged your headphones every night.

For quite a while now you had been feeling like you were trapped in a loop, reliving the same bleak reality of a day, a week, a month, over and over again. It, to be fair, wasn’t really like you were trying to change much about it either, as your body and mind had grown much too weak.

When you came home you stripped your coat off, tossed your keys on the table and threw yourself onto your couch face first, before you could gather the motivation to dig up something to eat out of your fridge. You morosely swallowed the leftover of the pasta you had held yourself back from finishing the previous day and decided to go to bed early, ignoring the sore ache in your stomach. When you stripped of your clothes in the bathroom you didn’t look at yourself in the mirror.

The day you first actually met Sunghoon you were late. You were late and he was early and you were completely fucked because oh my god did you dread the thought of having to face and worse, be looked at by the paradise bird of your desires.

“Y/N?”

His eyebrows raised, out of reflex you suspected, and he shoved his hands further into the pockets of his windbreaker the thin frame of the bus station not doing a great job at shielding from the wind.

There it was again, that feeling of anxiety that brewed in your chest as a reaction to something unexpected happening. Your tongue went dry, your hands shaky and clammy. More than a hoarse “Uh” couldn’t seem to leave your lips.

“I don’t think we’ve seen each other since you left the team?” It was more a question than a statement and you forced yourself to act contemplative as you tried to find your voice again.

“Yeah I don’t think so either” Simple. Your voice didn’t crack and neither did you over share. Good job Y/N.

“I was really sad when you didn’t come to practice anymore, the team could’ve really used some more people”, Sunghoon grinned, with a mouth full of sharp teeth and god was it a gorgeous grin, you thought to yourself.

“Yeah I didn’t really think it was a sport for someone who, you know, looks like me”, you graced him with an awkward smile and fidgeted with the headphones around your neck while painfully trying to avoid looking into his eyes.

His smile faded a little but noticeably and his gaze drifted to the floor, weakening to his own shyness. Before an uncomfortable silence was able to claw its nails into both of you, the bus came to your saving, finding its rocky stop in front of the station.

Sunghoon took a later bus into the same direction as you every week after practice, you found out. You also found out that he lived barely two blocks away from you and you could’ve easily seen each other, if you’d left the house a bit more or found the motivation to go on one of your so called “depression walks”, at whose mention Sunghoon laughed.

Your conversations got less and less awkward and soon you didn’t feel the need to leave early anymore, smiling at him and internally cheering him on when he made his rounds on the ice. It became a strange ritual, watching him practice, waiting for him to then ride the bus together.

You’d put your headphones on him, show him music, most of the times you would just talk to each other. And you had damned yourself for the fact that you never previously got to know Sunghoon enough to find out that behind the beautiful exterior, he also had an inside, seemingly made of butterfly wings, so sensitive and exquisite. Talking to him, being listened to by him, almost made you doubt your theory of unlovability and never ending fate of being unwanted.

Sunghoon had turned your miserable and your beautiful loneliness into something else. No loneliness at all. Contentment.

Until, on week six your insecurity started kicking in. She came out of nowhere, harsh and abrupt, like a hit to the back of your head to remind you that you were after all who you were and he was who he was.

This is the way it had been ever since you were able to form a proper thought. You craved love and validation, but in the same breath damned both of them as you knew you would never be enough for someone. You had built up a front in the means of self protection. Because to you the thought of someone who’d earnestly love you back seemed impossible.

And there he was, dancing across the frozen water. Hand in hand with a girl, so angelic and elegant, with long thin legs and diamonds adorning her dress. She was like a little dove, you thought. A pretty pretty dove. And you were a slug. You indeed felt like a fucking slug.

The only option left in your silly little damaged mind, was to leave. It had been a trusty option for as long as you could think and it also in this situation didn’t fail to give you that satisfying stinging sensation in your heart that made you want to cry and scream at yourself to not be so stupid. You had grown to like that sting.

The bus ride on the way home felt too long for your own good and empty without Sunghoon’s kittycat grin and boyish laugh. You entered the gates of your home with not a single ounce of energy left in your body and immediately after getting rid of your coat let yourself sink into the cushions of your reliable couch. Oh how it fucking hurts, you thought, as you sank into a sorrowful sleep.

The ringing of your doorbell ripped you out of your slumber non-too-gently and the way from your couch to your front door seemed to be miles longer than it already was usually.

“Are you mad at me”, was the first thing you heard when you reluctantly opened the door, looking straight into the eyes of your favorite snow angel. One or two seconds were spend in shock, another one asking yourself how he knew your address, the rest answering your own question after realizing you had talked about were you lived before and he probably just remembered the way you described your house.

“Why would I be mad at you?” You stared at him with big eyes. Big tired eyes. Sunghoon felt his heart sink.

“You left while I was practicing. I saw you leaving and- and I wanted to go after you but you know I can’t do that when I need to be on the ice and-“

The corners of your mouth wearily tugged downwards more and more as you listening to his confused rant. The thought of making Sunghoon sad and confused would’ve broken your heart if it wasn’t already broken.

“Sunghoon I’m sorry”, you finally croaked out.

“I’m really sorry for leaving I just didn’t feel good”,you whispered, now finally noticing the hot salty tears that had escaped your eyes.

Sunghoon frowned. He took a step forward, tucked his chin over your head and tangled you safely in his embrace, before closing the door behind himself.

“Y/N why are you crying”, he purred.

A broken sob wrecked through you like a hurricane and you found yourself not being able to answer that question at first thought.

“Because- be- because I” Thoughts shot through your head like a shotgun, you considered honesty for once. Honesty? It felt like the right thing to do even when your stupid, fucked up heart was telling you to run for the hills. You had to decide to act before the reality of your actions could travel to your brain. Pulling yourself out of his embrace you jumped into the cold water.

“Because im really really stupid- and I’m in love with you and I’m sorry because I- I mean fucking look at me. The thing is I know I’m inadequate and that’s why I’m so fucking sorry I just-“ Your speech was prematurely ended when another body shaking sob wrecked through your body, making you shiver and pull into yourself.

Sunghoon had stood through all of it, quietly in front of you, gently staring at you in your fragile state. Listening to your words, he seemed to recognize them from somewhere and it sent a sharp pain right through his body. He wasn’t certain if he was supposed to pounce on you and kiss you to the moon and back or softly wipe your tears away and hold you.

So he want for the ladder.

“Y/N”, the pretty boy murmured again, stepping closer, bringing his hands up to your face, first tugging some strands of hair behind your ear before wiping the tears that framed your cheeks to their demise.

“You don’t have to be sorry. You really don’t have to be sorry.”

Big glassy eyes looked up at him like you didn’t understand anything anymore. You had mentally prepared for plenty of reactions and this wasn’t one of them. So you just stared. Stared into his mellow coffee eyes while tears streamed from you own.

And then Sunghoon kissed you. Soft pink lips gently moving over yours, his one hand cradling your face, the other hugging your body to himself. Even then you couldn’t help but think about how you wished you were a bit more easy to put your arm around, a bit more dainty. But he didn’t seem to care and he kissed you until you started kissing him back and when he felt like he has kissed your tearstained lips enough, he moved on to place soft butterfly pecks against your neck.

You moaned out his name, your voice too strained from what you had previously put it through, and wove your fingers through his soft locks, finally pulling him away from you. A confused look was what first met you when you were eye to eye again, quickly fading when you took his hand to lead him away from your front door, to the warm, open arms of your bed.

Sunghoon understood, and he wasted no time continuing to press his lips to yours as you both sunk into the cushions. Soon his windbreaker was stripped off and as his lips did around your neck, his hands started to wander around your body, in reaction to which your body noticeably stiffened. The attractive man rose from his previous task of littering your collar bones in gentle kisses and looked at you, question in his eyes.

He felt your reluctance, he could sense it. And no matter how hard Sunghoon tried to tell himself it was only a substance less theory his brain created he knew that somewhere inside of you there was a deep, rotten pain. He knew from the way you walked through the streets, the way you stood and from the way you couldn’t manage to confess your feelings for him without crying and apologizing. There was a hurt inside of you.

“I don’t really look like the girls you usually fuck” A question, thrown into the room, as you anxiously gazed up at him, the hands around his waist fidgety.

He shook his head, sighing at the way you dropped your head back onto the bed and stared emptily at the ceiling.

“But I like you a lot. I-“ He breathed out and looked away, more emotionally effected than he realized.

“I understand if you don’t want to do this. But I do. A lot.” He had never been super good with words, internally praying the way his thumbs softly traced over your skin in combination with his gentle gaze would convey the message better than his vocal chords could.

Looking back up at him, your heart seemed to beat out of your chest once again. He was so beautiful. Eyes soft, yet piercing, radiant skin adorned with little, carefully placed moles against his cheeks. The way his perfectly curved nose sat above the plush, pink lips you had been kissing previously. You were absolutely, and a hundred percent unworthy. But you were also tired of the endless self-sabotaging.

So you said okay. You said okay and sadly smiled at him and then happily smiled at him as you witness his expression morph into euphoria. Right there, his kisses started enveloping you again, hands traveling over your body, massaging it. Sunghoon pushed himself down the bed, questioningly looking up at you for consent to take off your shirt. You proceeded to strip off the piece of clothing yourself, reluctantly fumbling with the hook of your bra, but finally bringing up the courage to drop it as well.

Sunghoon’s eyes grew hungry, trailing over the body you hated so much. His hands found their way to your chest, gently massaging the plump flesh before closing his lips around them. A moan escaped your own, eyes closed and head blown back as you euphorically took in the sensation of the most beautiful man, inside out, you had ever met touching you. 

His lips seemed to travel again and after the hasty removal of both his shirt and your bottoms, two gentle hands pried open your thighs.

When the sensation hit it hit hard. Sunghoon ate you out for what felt like eternities, tongue circling your clit and fingers curling into you, making the butterflies in your stomach spread their thousand little wings. A weird sensation bubbled inside of you at the thought that this was the pleasure you had forbid yourself from achieving all this time. You felt regret for a split second before you came around three long, finely manicured fingers, letting out a strangled whimper.

Breathing heavily, Sunghoon wiped his mouth, presenting you your the classic catty grin before pressing a soft kiss to your thigh.

“You okay to go again?”, he whispered, rubbing soothing circles into your hip.

You nodded and this time he didn’t hesitate to climb up your body again, giddily kissing you, then nervously biting his lip as he looked down.

“I- you know I like you a lot”, he rambled.

Eyebrows instantly raising, you gave the boy on top of you a questioning look.

“You’ve said that before”, you whispered, not quite understanding the point of him suddenly speaking up.

“I know but-“, he sighed. “I really have a big crush on you. And I know that you may not like… the way you- you may not like yourself.” He looked at you with big wet eyes. God.

“You’re deserving of love. And… I wanna love you. ‘Wanna show you. I don’t care that you don’t look like… you’re-“ Word stumbling. Pale skin above you, chest moving up and down. It was easy to tell how hard it was to find the right words. So you just kissed him. Softly. Threw your arms around his sharp shoulders and kissed him.

“You can love me now if you want”

Smiling sheepishly, your hand moved down his slim torso, reaching for the buckle of his belt. Sunghoon nodded. The rest was a fever dream. The first sudden pressure when he sank into you, the sound that left both your lips simultaneously, how hot the room suddenly felt- it was all too much and god had you never dared to dream how beautiful he looked, face contouring in pleasure as he started to rock into you.

It felt like oceanic waves, both of your bodies moving in union, perfectly coordinated without having to share a single sentence. Desperately clinging to each other, hands and lips and souls together.

When you reached your high it was only the top of the mountain of an ascending climb that had fulfilled you both, Sunghoon pulling out to cum soon after you had rode out your climax.

The room was humid, yet you stayed put, the raven haired boy on top of you, with his head on your chest, you below, tracing shapes on his defined shoulder blades.

He was gentle. In Body and in spirit, not feeling the need to say words but sporadically laying kisses upon your sweaty skin, stroking over the imperfect surface he couldn’t wait to explore and get to know by memory.

And so he reassured you, made a silent promise, that no matter what, he was going to stay.

I promise I'm not ignoring your asks. <3 When i updated the app a few weeks ago most of my asks deleted 😭 If you still want to request links they're always open though it may take me time<3

Someone requested leeknow twt links could you do one for hyunjin? :)

As long as I get a thank you<3 /jk :0

Hyunjin Links (18+)

Hyunjin moaning while fucking you<3 (seriously one of the hottest things I've heard)

Hyunjin giving y/n backshots in her apartment:0

Hyunjin fingering your other hole while you ride him

Riding Hyunjin with his favorite satin PJ shorts of yours.

Let me tell you... Hyunjin Links are so hard to find 🫣 Also let me tell you how easy it is to get distracted when this is the content i post😗

<33 My bias is Seungmin

Ult group + bias? <3 Why? ☺️🌺

Oh no this is too hard to choose xD

I'm still relatively new to kpop (about 3-4 years) and I think right now Stray Kids is definitely winning. It started out with EXO and BTS, and don't get me wrong, I still love them very much so but there's something about SKZ that makes you want to keep coming back. I just feel like I can relate to their songs more and please the rap line is :chefskiss:

As for bias....ugh...too hard to choose xD I keep thinking Hyunjin has me in a grip but then I get the other ot8 men fighting for attention that I just give up. 😂😂 can I just say all?