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Summer Lust

Rating: M+ (for language and sexual content)
Warning: The style is “dirtier” than my previous scenarios.

Requests: Walk in on him without his shirt on (M), Angry sex (ver 2)


“Hey, wanna come over? The guys are playing cards and I’m bored,” his deep voice murmured from the other line, loud roars coming from the background.

“Sure. I’ll be there in 10,” you answered before ending the call.


He was the cool guy, someone who a mutual friend introduced (one of his band members actually), and the moment you met him, you knew that he was different. With a style that read “manly” and “sexy,” a smirk and a pose with his hands in his jean pockets, his presence screamed an unparalleled confidence. Not only was his appearance killer, but his voice was to die for as well. Like crimson velvet, his voice flowed in murmurs as if to tease you, pinching at your body to recognize his potential. “What’s your name?” You could swear the moment that his eyes met yours, an dangerous fire ignited within you. To your dismay, you had to clear your throat a few times due to dryness before you could give him your name. “I’ll remember you,” he chuckled.

He made very consistent eye-contact and every so often you caught his stare lingering longer than a normal stranger would dare. There was a twinkle in his eyes that you couldn’t drag your eyes away from, something that hinted at playfulness but seduction.

By the end of your lunch time get-together with friends, you had both grown to be acquaintances, and by the time you had to part ways, you had exchanged phones to type in each other’s contacts. “Don’t be surprised if I call you sometime,” he said.

And he did so occasionally, when he was bored (which seemed very often, which was odd for an idol), or when he had arguments with his girlfriends – all but one, now exes. That’s when you realized that he wasn’t actually hitting on you this whole time. This guy just exuded sexual charm everywhere he went to whomever was in his presence.

The most awkward thing was on another occasion when everyone got together in the summer time heat, he had his arms around the shoulders of another girl who wore rather revealing clothes. You didn’t know what he saw in her, because she was very arrogant and vain, fake and overly cutesy when she was with the other males, everything the complete opposite of you. She wasn’t the only one either. It was as if he changed to a new girl every month, and all of them had a similar vibe. So, he was into these kind of girls. You dropped out of the game and directed your sight away from him. This guy meant danger, and getting involved with him, you reasoned, would not be good news. You knew he wasn’t into you, so why was it that when you glanced over at them making out at the table in a clubbing scene, you caught his gaze burning into you as he let that girl bite his lower lip? Like as if he wanted you to see it? Your heart skipped a beat for whatever reason, and you excused yourself to go to the bathroom to cool your burning cheeks, legs quivering slightly. It happened more than once, and you had the same reaction every time. This guy was going to be the death of you. You were sure of it.

Your mind was telling you “no.” But your body begged to differ.

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Heeey loves! I wanna ask a jay scenario that u r jealous of a model jay worked with in a sexy video like welcome. But u r just acting weird and quiet instead of telling jay what was bothering u. And when he finds out about it, he kind of dont belive in ur high level of insecurity and then later he convince u with sweet words that he only has eyes 4 u. Sorry if thas was to especific No no no! Not at all! The more specific the better, it helps alot! :D thankyou for requesting. Especially since it was Jay, ADSJFFJG LOVE WRITING HIM! ^.^ okay, I really liked this idea and I hope I did it justice for you! Feel free to request whenever,  I’m practically done with all my requests! *hugs* -Admin Kitty  

“Baby?” You heard your boyfriend’s voice down the phone, as you put it to your ear. Your heartbeat fluttered a little at the sound of his voice, “Hey,” You breathed. “I was just calling to let you know I’ll be home in ten, okay?"  You smiled. You knew you technically didn’t live here, it was Jay’s apartment. But, when he called you to come around, he always said, "Come home.” As if it was indeed, your home. It made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, like,  you were a little family or something. You knew it was kind of stupid, but you loved it when he said it, you really did.  He had left you the key to his apartment when he had left your house early to go to work this morning, and had told you to make yourself at home for the day until he could come home to you. “Okay.” You smiled, said your goodbyes and hung up. You flipped up your laptop, bored. What could you do? You decided to search up some of your favourite K Pop music videos to watch. While you were watching, in the reccomended section, what would appear but your boyfriends name.  Jay Park - Welcome OFFICIAL MV Out of sheer boredom, you clicked on the video. Of course, you’d seen it before, but that was back when you weren’t dating him - over a year ago now. Before, you had thought the girl in the video was quite pretty. Now, it was like she was the most beautiful girl on earth. Your boyfriend’s beautiful voice played through the laptop. You were quite enjoying the music, but then it took a turn for the worst. Suddenly, the girl was in the room with him. He pulled his shirt over his head, but you stopped admiring his abs when he threw himself ontop of the girl on the bed. It was odd, but you actually felt sort of weird about it. You felt…betrayed. Which was stupid - you hadn’t been together when he’d made the music video. And, it was only acting after all. But, it was horrible. A deep pit in your stomach formed as you watched him touch the girl the way he touches you. You watched him close his eyes like he did when you made love to him. She touched his body, and you almost felt angry. She wasn’t his to touch like that. She put his arms around him and your heart bumped against your ribs. You tried to tell yourself it’s not real, but it didn’t feel like it. You tried to power through, but your throat started to close in on itself. It was so stupid, but it felt so goddamn real. Suddenly you heard keys in the door and you panicked. You bashed the pause button and then leaped up off the sofa. “_____, I’m home!” His voice chimed as you heard him step through the door. You scampered to the door to go and greet him, but he beat you to it and walked into the living room before you could leave. “Hey, you.” He smiled, walking forward to plant a kiss on your lips and then he caught sight of the laptop screen. You cursed under your breath; you had meant to close the tab down when he had walked through the door. Rather embarrassingly, the video had froze on a close up of your boyfriend’s flawless chest, half way through a rather saucy body roll. He looked at the screen, then back at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. You blushed furiously, putting your hand to your face to try and cover the crimson colour your face had now turned. “Baby, you don’t have to go stalking around on the internet to see me topless, you know.” He teased you, winking and flashing you his smile.  He wandered back over to where you a stood and, seeing your blush, he grinned wider. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the lean muscle that covered his top half. He leaned down, lifting your shirt up a tiny bit so he could slip his hands under your shirt on your hips. You flinched at his cold hands, and your heart bumped against your ribs as his lips brushed across yours slightly. It was only a touch, but it only made you want it more. He leaned down again and pressed his lips against yours a little harder. He began kissing you lightly and then he body rolled against you. You felt his lips at your ear, “You know you can have me anytime you want, right?” You giggled, embarrassed, looking down at your feet as your fingers danced up and down his biceps. At that, he laughed, putting his finger under your chin and tipping it up so he could look into your eyes. “You’re so cute when you blush like that, jagi.” He kissed your lips then brought his hands to settle back at your waist. “Yeah, we’re going to have some models in the next music video, I think.” He said, running patterns on your hips with his finger. Your face fell, but he didn’t see because he wasn’t looking at you. “L-Like the girl in the Welcome video?" Say no, say no, you prayed. He nodded, immersed in tracing patterns on your stomach now. "Yeah, I guess.” He looked up at you and you tried to seem indifferent. “That’s okay with you, right?” You gave a slight nod and he grinned, pecking you on the lips again.  “I knew you’d be cool with it, ____.” You smiled, pathetically, “Yeah, yeah, of course…” “Okay, I’m going to go shower and then we can watch that DVD if you want?” You nodded again as he ran into the bathroom. You heard the shower turn on and then you threw yourself onto the sofa. You’re overreacting, you told yourself as you sat on the sofa staring at the wall. Jay loves you. He l o v e s you. If it’s nothing, why do you care so damn much? You asked yourself and you were still asking it and not getting any answers when you heard your boyfriend’s velvet smooth voice. “It bothers you, doesn’t it?"  You looked up and feigned ignorance, "What are you talking about, pabo?” His face hardened, his arms crossing over his bare chest. He had put on shorts, and a towel was hung around his neck, but he was still pretty wet. “You’re not cool with it at all.” “Why would you think that?” You pretended to act casual. He pointed at you, “There! That’s how I know.” He crossed the room and stood closer to you. You gave him a questioning glance. “You’re doing the pouty face.” He poked your lip, “You only pout like that when something’s up.” “Wha…” You stared at him, dumbfounded. How did he know that from just looking at you? He smiled slightly, “Because I know you, baby. And I can tell how much this is bothering you…But why?” You blushed a tiny bit and looked everywhere but him. He steadied your face in his hands. Then his eyes widened a little when he realized. “Are you…jealous?” You didn’t respond, but you guessed it was response enough, because he understood. “You know, baby, the videos not real. It’s just acting."  "Yeah, I know…I just…I was watching it and it just felt…so weird.” “Weird?” He cocked his head at you. “Like…I don’t know. Seeing her touch you like that…Seeing you touch her like that…” He leaned forward to plant a kiss on your forehead, “You know I only want you, right?” You fiddled with the edge of the towel around his neck, “Did you…ever…like, like…her?” You stuttered. He laughed lightly then stopped when he saw how upset you look, “How could I? I don’t know anything about her.” You muttered, “You could if you wanted.” He laughed again, “Yeah but that’s the thing. I don't want to know anything about her. I don’t care what her favourite song is, or what she looks like in the morning or what shampoo she uses or anything.” You cracked a small smile, “Really?” He enveloped you in his big arms and placed a series of kisses on your lips before saying, “Really. But, I do want to know if you want hot chocolate or coffee while we watch the film?” You laughed a little, “Hot chocolate, please.” He grinned, “Okay, baby girl. Go get changed and I’ll be in with our drinks in two.” You smiled up at him and then made the walk out of the room. As you left you said just loud enough for him to hear, “You know you’re the best boyfriend ever right?” In reply, he guffawed, “Don’t get used to it. You’re making the drinks next time!” You leaned against the wall in the bedroom, closed your eyes and smiled. He really was the best boyfriend ever.  

 

Kiss (Optional Bias)

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“Happy Valentine’s day!” you exclaimed, launching yourself at your totally unsuspecting boyfriend.

He turned and caught you before you could attach to him. Grinning, he threw his arms around your petite body and spun you around.

“Wow, I wish Valentine’s day was everyday if it meant seeing you all cute and dressed up like this,” he mused when he finally set you down and scrutinized your outfit.

In all honesty, what you wore wasn’t really that special.. just that you rarely wore dresses or skirts and opted for pants or shorts instead.

“Too bad,” you stuck out your tongue at him with a teasing smile.

“Wae…” he whined, jutting out his lower lip in a cute childish pout and even shooting you his best puppy eyes.

“Oh stop that, you look ugly for an idol,” you made a frown, eyeing his pouty face with a look that mocked disgust when you honestly thought his whining and cute little childish expression was absolutely adorable and would be the cause of your heart’s failure.

“Fine,” he huffed with an exaggerated sigh, “Anyway~ what’d you get me for Valentine’s day?”

“Wow, eager much?” you teased before waving it off and answering truthfully, “a kiss.”

You watched as his eyes widened and how his Adam’s apple bobbed in result of him gulping nervously. After all, you two never actually shared a kiss.. on the lips that is. Kissing was allowed in the relationship, but never had either one of you made the effort to kiss on the lips. Childish right?

“Close your eyes,” you guided him gently, your hand lightly gliding over his eyes to close them, “Keep them closed too.”

Giggling inwardly, you smiled at your eagerly waiting boyfriend before sneaking your hand into your purse and digging out a chocolate kiss still wrapped in the thin tinfoil.

Chu~” you cooed as you pressed the candy kiss to your boyfriend’s lips.

His brows furrowed at the rough texture of your so-called lips and his eyes opened to see the chocolate kiss instead.

“Yah! Not that kind of kiss..” he complained before smirking subtly and wrapping an arm around your waist. 

“Nope, nope nope!” you squealed, wriggling out of his hold and sprinting off.

“Aish, you get back here!”

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Rating: T-M


It was late in the evening as you were sleeping soundly in bed when the doorbell of your apartment rang through the rooms. Who could it be at this hour? You could only think of one person, but why was he here so late? You rolled out of bed, pulling on the sleeves of a loose hoodie on before shuffling out into the cold air to get the door.

Since you knew it could be only him, it wasn’t surprising when you opened the door, and saw him standing there in his plaid shirt and jeans, but what caught you off guard was his reddened cheeks, swollen eyes and moist skin from what looks like lots and lots of crying.

He was your best friend, the one who you always went to for your problems and he felt the exact same way about you. It was a loving, innocent sort of relationship, but ever since he got with his most recent girlfriend, things had suddenly changed. Being friends with him while he had a girlfriend wasn’t a particularly new situation for you – you’ve been with him through all the new meetings, the fights, the breakups, but no girl had bothered you more than this new girl had. She was using him, that was clear, but he had fallen so hard for her there was little you could do to protect him other than being there for him when he needed you, and you guessed now was the moment he needed you the most.

“Come inside,” you urged him gently, pulling his arm so he would walk in. He looked so fragile, like he could break any moment if you weren’t careful.

He walked straight to the couch, flopped onto it and buried his face into his hands with his elbows resting on his thighs. More tears rolled down his cheeks and sniffs made his shoulders jerk every few seconds under your hands that rubbed his back. It felt very odd to see him so broken down, so vulnerable, so different than the charismatic boy you see on TV.

“Hey…” You tugged at his hands gently so that you could see his face. “What would the people of Korea think if they saw their favorite idol like this, hm?” You took the sleeve of your shirt and wiped his cheeks carefully.

“I’m not Korea’s idol right now.” He turned away from you. “Right now, I’m just another heartbroken boy.”

Since when did he become so attractive no matter how he looked? Even when he pigged out on food, when he admitted he hadn’t cleaned himself in 2 days because he was too tired, when he scratched his thighs, when he let loud laughs explode from his mouth, or when he looked like a mess from so much mental pain, he looked beautiful to you. Since when? Since when did you want to not only hold him as a friend, but run your hands through his hair and kiss every inch of his soft skin? Since when did you get curious about what he looked like without a top or even clothes for that matter? Since when did you selfishly want to keep him all to yourself, locked in your room when you both had little time together? Since when did you want him to look at you not as a sibling or friend, but as a girl? Since when?

“She didn’t deserve you.”

“I probably didn’t deserve her.”

“She was a horrible person who was just using you for fame! She never deserved you. You’re so much above her.”

“Why does it always end up like this? There’s something wrong with me isn’t there?” His sad eyes looked at you in emptiness, but with a tinge of hope, wanting you, as his best friend, to say something that will make him feel wanted.

“There is nothing wrong with you.” He diverted his gaze from you again, not believing your words. “There’s nothing wrong with you!” you repeated.

“Why? What do you know? All my relationships end like this and I just don’t… I can’t…” Tears began flowing from his eyes again. “No girl in the world wants me for me. All they care about is my stupid fame!”

You were his best friend, and you had promised to keep your feelings for him a secret all this time so you wouldn’t ruin what you both had, but there was only so much you could take. He was hurting, believing that he wasn’t good enough for so many girls, but there was probably no one who wanted him more than you did, who could appreciate him, adore him, admire him, LOVE him more than you could.

You pushed his hands away from his face, cupping his cheeks in your hands, and kissed him without warning. His eyes widened, and he jerked back away from you, shocked at what you had done. “_______-ah, did you just -”

“Yeah, I did.” You turned away from him, a bit embarrassed.

“Why…? Since when…?”

“Since that bitch stole you away from me. She really, really didn’t deserve you.”

“…Why didn’t you ever say anything…?”

“I didn’t know what you’d think of me afterwards.”

“I would’ve been… happy.”

You flipped your head around in response to his unexpected answer. For a few seconds, all you could both do was stare at each other, letting all the new the possibilities and fantasies process and run through your minds. It was as if a gate had been opened, and a flood of all sorts new feelings invaded the atmosphere, sealing you both into a world of your own. Nothing existed but the two of you, there sitting together under each other’s ever increasingly warm gaze.

Without warning, your lips crashed against each other. How long had you wanted this? How long had he started fantasizing holding you like this? Since when had the feelings become so suppressed that it all came as an overwhelming hunger that drove you both insane for each other?

Tears rolled down his cheeks – not from the pain of heartbreak – but from the realization that you were finally in his arms as a woman and not as just a friend. Oh how he had yearned for this day to come. He didn’t know the exact time, but he had recently began dreaming of being intimate with you, seeing you clothed in nothing but the darkness of the night, moaning his name and writhing under his naked body. When he would wake up, he would forget what he dreamt of and feel a sense of confusion whenever he’d see you in the day; he couldn’t tell what he wanted from you and it nearly made him want to toss furniture around whenever he saw the sparkle in your eyes as you made eye contact with him. All he knew was that you both had an innocent relationship, one with no complications, nothing that made him feel ill.

But recently, he began to feel a sense of sickness. A set of symptoms he never thought he’d feel with you began emerging. When he’d see you studying, tingling sensations welled in his stomach, and his fingers ached to want to do something. His cheeks flushed a rosy pink when you tucked your hair behind your ear and looked up at him to inquire about his day. A pulsing beat occurred in his lower body that one time you crawled over to him on your knees and hands, revealing a bit of cleavage. He was sick; he was certain he was sick.

But here you were now, in his arms, kissing him, wanting him, needing him as much as his subconscious had told him he wanted you.

“We shouldn’t… we shouldn’t do this,” he breathed against your lips.

“You want this…”

“I just came out of a relationship, it doesn’t seem right to -”

But you silenced him with another kiss. If his personality flaw, his inability to refuse someone in need, was ever to be useful, now would be the time.

“I’m cold. I’m freezing. Help me feel better.”

He moaned in answer against your lips. You were so intoxicated with the overwhelming desire that you both emitted that you had risen up onto your knees, hovering above his thighs with your hands holding his neck gently as you tasted each other. His own hands unzipped your hoodie, tugging it off of you to reveal the tank top underneath. His fingertips caressed your exposed bare back, almost in a teasing way as if he were scared to touch you. You pushed his hand further up your top, letting him know that it was okay, and he let his hands drift upward stroking your skin for the first time like it was foreign territory.

Finally, you could run your fingers through his soft hair. You breathed against his forehead, and left kisses all over his face as your hand wiped away any remaining tears that stained his beautiful face.

“You look like an angel even when you cry.” You brushed your lips against his closed eyelids. “But you look stunningly beautiful when you don’t.”

He closed his eyes at the sensations, at all the love you had to give him. For once, he could feel true love from a girl through the emotions that seemed to emanate from her heart, someone that would love him as much as he loved her. You were special to him, and everything in this moment clicked in his mind.

“I need you,” he whispered into your ears, his brow furrowing with a sense of guilt for wanting you this way.

“I need you, too.”

Your tongues danced once again as your hips ground against his lower body. His hands gripped your thighs as he tried to control himself a bit from letting his desire for you overwhelm him. It was a dream come true for him to finally touch you in this way, to feel your body pressed against his, wanting you. He sucked at your neck as he pushed your lower body into his even more.

“Please,” you breathed.

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You're The One Marrying Me
Request by anon: Can i have a scenario where you and jay park just spend the day at house cuddling and stuff? Thank you~ and i really really love your blog!!<3 Thankyou so much! We love you too<3 Hope you like it! -Admin Kitty  

You were awoken by someone’s lips kissing your stomach softly making you hum in content. You felt the lips kiss your stomach again and again, trying not to smile at how much it was starting to tickle. “Baby?” You heard your boyfriend, Jay, whisper against your stomach as his hands trailed to your sides, where he started making patterns with his fingers. You pretended to be asleep so you could just keep feeling him caress you like this. Everything was perfect….the birds whistled outside and the sunlight streamed into the room, making you want to open your eyes but deciding against it. “Baby…” He murmured again, he knew you weren’t really asleep.

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2PM's Reaction to you being sexy

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2pm reaction to their girlfriend looking sexy while doing her math homework. XD

Nickhun: *thinking to himself* Damn 

Jun.K: Jagi, I think we have a problem

Taecyeon:  Must resist urge to look.

Junho: Is it hot in here or is it just you?

Wooyoung: Jagiyah. Stop doing your homework

Chansung: *thinks to self* Let her finish her homework, then you’ll have your way.

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Note; I didn’t know it you wanted Jay in it or no, so I just did these members. Let me know and I add Jay if you want.

Mornings (Optional Bias)

Annyeong~ And Merry belated Christmas~^^“ Anyway, I kinda wrote this like a couple of days ago and never bothered to finish it~. Also just saying, I’m kind of hesitant with what I’m about to say lol I’m a little scared if I should start accepting requests or something cuz I really don’t want to like disappoint you guys with my horribleness and I get busy with sports and homework so Idk.. anyway enjoy lol

Mornings were never your favorite, having to get up so damn early and drag yourself to get dressed and get to hell torture work. However, it was mornings like these when you woke up with a stifled yawn and was met with the adorable and vulnerable sleeping face of your boyfriend with his arm protectively hooked around your waist.

It saddened you that these were probably the only highlights of your day since he and his heavy schedules as an idol prevents him from spending any quality time with you. He always came home late when you were already knocked out on the couch awaiting his arrival.

Despite all these downfalls, you still supported him no matter what and always encouraged him to keep moving forward.

A small smile danced across your lips as your eyes trailed along every little detail of his face. He was so perfect and way out of your league, always making you question what you did to deserve this idiot god piece of art.

Turning over with much effort due to his arm, you checked the illuminated clock on your phone’s lock screen and cursed under your breath at the time. You were going to be late at this rate if you keep admiring your boyfriend’s charming features.

Right as you sat up, the arm around your waist tensed and pulled you back down. Your face pressed into the warmth of his broad clothed chest, his scent relaxing your alarmed expression. Looking up meekly, you found a pair of mocha eyes half-lidded with tiredness, barely even showing at least half of his irises.

His eyes trailed down your surprised expression to the his t-shirt that hugged your body in every way perfectly. A tired smile stretched his lips as he let out a soft chuckle and yawn.

“Mm.. baby you look great in my shirt..” his voice husky with sleep and slight mischievous as he swoop down to brush his lips lightly against your forehead. His arms pulled you even closer to him until your bodies pressed tightly together, legs tangled and body heat exchanged.

“Aish, let me go,” you pouted almost reluctantly, “I have work in like half an hour.” You had to admit, practically a whole part of you just wanted to call in sick and lay here forever with him.

Your words falling on to deaf ears, he shook his head and nuzzled his nose against your cheek and mumbled softly.

“Work can wait, just a few more minutes, baby.”

The offer was tempting, way too tempting especially with the way his fingers were mischievously dancing across your shoulder blades, pressing here and there in a way too relaxing massage that made you goo in his arms.

“I’m serious,” you whined, forcing yourself to struggle out of his hold. 

“Just call in sick today,” he offered, his left hand crawling up your shoulder and into your messy bed hair. You shivered slightly as his warm finger tips glided through your hair and brushed it with care. His soft lips weren’t helping either, brushing ever so lightly against your temple before moving slowly down the expanse of your cheek and teasingly pecking the corner of your mouth.

You hated it when he was like this, it was just too hard to resist him. No way were you ever going to get to work today.

“..Fine.. just a few more minutes..”

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Jagi-yah, Stop Cleaning and Look Only At Me!

This is in answer to the requests: “Pillow fight” and “He comes home after work craving attention but you’re still trying to finish up some things." 

Rating: Fluff - M

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Wash the dirty dishes with all the sauces and spices that he’s left in the sink for a half a week.

Wipe the dust off his furniture because he has barely had time to stay in his dorm other than to sleep, eat and wash himself.

He’s been very busy lately, so you figured his dorm would be neglected. You didn’t have much to do today, so you finished up your work to go to his place and tidy it up a bit.

When you walked through the door, your heart fell a bit at the sight of the place.

A complete disaster.

You rolled up your sleeves, tied your hair back, put on an apron and got to work.


You were folding his clothes fresh out of the drier when you heard the front door open and only one pair of feet come shuffling in. You came out to greet whoever it was, and what a pleasant surprise that it was none other than your boyfriend who stared back at you in shock.

“Jagi-yah! What are you doing here?”

“Helping you and the other members out.”

“What-”

You wiggled his clothes in front of him.

“Oh. That’s kind of embarrassing. The dorm’s been a mess.”

“I can see that.”

“I-it’s because we’ve been too busy to clean and everything! I-it’s not normally like this. Really! Aish… I wish you didn’t have to see this,” he scratched his head in embarrassment. “I came back early because I was tired.” He eyed you mischievously. “But you know…the others are staying out the rest of the night so…”

“Okay.” You ignored his little hint and turned back to his room to fold the rest of his clothes. His mouth dropped in disbelief. You both had barely seen each other for a week, yet you you turned your back to him so easily!

“Ya…” he said huskily into your ear as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind you.

You continued your work as if he wasn’t there. He was distracting. When you actually start something, you have the need to work until the task is finished, and usually you tuned out the distractions. You were cleaning for a good hour already, so you were in no mood to stop just yet. After this, there was still the vacuuming to do.

“What?”

“Ya…” he slipped his hand into your apron on the sides and stroked your stomach.

“Not now. Go make yourself some food or something. I’m not done cleaning yet.”

Really? Cleaning over some fun? “I don’t want to~ I haven’t gotten the chance to hold you like this in so long.” His fingers began to dig your shirt up under your apron, but you booted him away with your butt. “Wae?!” he burst. “You should be careful of me when you do that…” He mumbled as he covered his package subtly.

“Aish… you’re such a distraction! I’m not done cleaning yet!” You put a hand on your hip and pointed to the door. “Go!”

He glomped you again from behind. “Shiro!”

“You want to do the chores? Here, you do it.” You held the shirt you were folding out to him.

He pouted regrettably and slumped out the room. You didn’t usually do his chores, but when you did, he always took advantage of that to enjoy the freedom of not having to deal with the annoying jobs. Today he wasn’t as happy though. He wanted take full advantage of the situation, but you were being so difficult! Still, he really didn’t want to deal with the chores; better to let you do it while you were being nice.

Nevertheless, he had tried sitting on the bed seductively as you folded your clothes, but you never once looked up at him. He touched you in all your favorite places as you finished your folding, but you only snapped at him and told him to go away.

After all his excruciating hard work at seducing you, he made some tea and fell onto the couch in the living room in defeat. He had nothing to do, so he just watched you walking back and forth around the dorm after finishing with the laundry folding.

How aggravating it was for him to see you so focused on something other than him; he felt neglected.

"Eomma!” he called from his seat to you as you passed by. Anything to get your attention now.

“I’m not your eomma!”

“Eommaaaaaa~”

“Call me that one more time,” you turned to him with your hands on your hips.

He looked down at his cup and took a sip of his tea instead.

You vacuumed every room and finally came out to the living room where he sat watching you like a child, sipping away from his cup. When you got to his feet that refused to budge, over the loud noises coming from the cleaning machine, you asked him to move.

He pretended you hadn’t said a word, and continued to drink his tea.

“Ya! Move I said! What are you doing?!”

“Hm? What? I can’t-” he tapped his ears, “I can’t hear! Too much noise! What?!”

What a troll. “Move!” When your command proved ineffective, since he just brought his cup to his lips again, you nudged his feet with the vacuum.

It caused his tea to splash into his face. The liquid dripped down from his nose and chin, and he glared at you, cup still in hand.

“If you had moved that wouldn’t have happened,” you said matter-of-factly.

He wiped his face with his sleeve, put the cup down onto the table, folded his arms, and leaned back on the couch, and gave you a defiant smile.

This pabo… You ground your teeth as your eyes narrowed at him smiling like an idiot. You were kind enough to do all this work for him, because he’s too lazy too and probably tired. You took pity on him, but now look at him, sitting there with that stupid smile of his. No shame. There was no shame at all. The idiot. Now he was just keeping you from doing what you offered to help him with. So what did he want from you?!

You picked up the nearest pillow on the couch and hurled it at him, hitting him right on the stomach. It was a totally harmless thing to do, but your boyfriend keeled over and groaned very loudly, his whole body blocking your way now. “Jagi-yahhhhhhhhhh~ I’m dying…”

“Can you stop being an idiot and move?” you laughed. You couldn’t help it.

“Jagi-yah… I think I need help… help me up,” he said in a mock raspy voice. “I’m dying… Jagi-yah, you’re too strong… aghhhh…”

You rolled your eyes at him.

“A kiss… I need a kiss to save me~”

You just spun around and started vacuuming the rest of the living room.

How disappointing. Your boyfriend’s face dropped and he grumbled away. Back onto the couch he went to watch you.

But when you were facing him, bent forward, your V-neck revealed a little more than it ought to. His eyes became fixated on the shadows in your shirt as you moved your arm back and forth to work the machine.

“Why can’t we do anything?” he whined.

“Because your dorm’s a mess, that’s why.”

“Jagi-yah, jebal~~~ You’re killing me!”

“Not until I finish. Now go do something productive or stop keeping me from working or I won’t do it!”

The more fed up with him you got at him, the more the shadows moved and revealed more of your skin. Killing me. Heat started to build up in his lower body. He started biting his lip at some point to contain his thoughts, but it’s as if your chest was calling for him. He ruffled his hair in frustration and without thinking, he grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it at your chest.

“YA!”

Oh shit.

You took the pillow corners in both hands and raised it over your head. He popped right off his seat and ducked away, but you managed to hit his butt in the process. He laughed as he screamed for you to stop chasing him round the dorm with such a scary weapon, but when he got a hold of a pillow too, the game changed.

You both cancelled the first blow out with the two pillows, knocking you both backwards a bit. He was smiling and laughing like a child, happy that he finally won your attention, but you were still ridding your frustration out on him.

His butt was probably the most fun and most satisfying place to hit. It wouldn’t harm him too much, so you went all out when you had the right angle. “Ow!” He never hit you too hard; they were just light playful taps to get you to keep going. When he wasn’t playing the offensive, he was busy defending himself against your scary blows. When even the pillow that he was using as a shield was blocking your way, you tackled him onto the ground by shoving his pillow down.

“Agh!” he cried as he landed on his back. You both landed on the floor with the fluffy object in between.

“You’re such an idiot, you know that?” you huffed into his face as you were about to get up.

But he grabbed a hold of your arm to keep you from leaving and pulled you down into him again for a kiss. One hand rested on the back of your head, keeping your lips from leaving his, the other circled tightly around your back.

“I missed you, that’s all,” he said as he looked up into your eyes in begging.

Damn him for being so darn cute.

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Room Service (Taecyeon Smut)

The line to check-in to your hotel was starting to get on your nerves. You had been standing and waiting for over 30 minutes now. You huffed and stared down angrily at your phone. You were absorbed in some Instagram post when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, annoyed and was met with an amazing set of eyes. 

“You’re next,” he politely told you. You blinked repeatedly, a bit dumbfounded by the beautiful spectacle of a man behind you. You heard the man at the desk try to get your attention, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of this guy. He smiled and directed my attention to the receptionist. It took all of your will power to turn and walk up to check-in. You finally got your room keys, but when you turned around in hopes of getting a chance to speak to the mystery guy behind you, he was gone. Your face was full of disappointment as you looked around for him but saw no sign of him.

Giving up on the fantasy man, you pulled your bags down the hall, looking aimlessly for your room number. You realized that you weren’t even on the first floor and rolled your eyes. You approached the elevator and got on, pressing the 2nd floor button. It closed slowly, but then quickly opened again. There he was again, THE BEAUTIFUL MYSTERY MAN! You held your breath and smiled awkwardly, containing your excitement. He stepped in the elevator and saw that number 2 was already lit up. You glanced over at him and he finally broke the silence. “I’m Taecyeon,” he smoothly said. Your insides melted like butter. “I’m (insert name here),” you replied, a little louder than you expected. He flashed a bright smile and your jaw pretty much dropped. 

 The elevator opened up and he gestured for you to get off first. You stepped out and waved, hurrying away, trying to hide your embarrassment. “Wait a second,” he called. You turned, waiting to hear what he had to say. He sort of jogged over to you and you tried to keep from drooling. “This is a bit bold, but would it be too much to ask you out for dinner tonight,” he asked, almost blushing. You almost fell over from shock. “Um, yes, oh of course,” you stuttered. He smiled happily. “I can meet you in the lobby? Maybe around 6,” he questioned. You nodded silently, not wanting to open your mouth in fear of what might escape. 

He waved and you scurried away busting through your door and tossing yourself onto the bed, screaming into the pillow. “OH MY GOOOOOOOOSH,” you squealed. You immediately jumped in the shower, realizing it was 4 o’clock and you looked a mess from the flight. You racked your brain for what all you needed to do. You scrub yourself head to toe, pretty much destroying the tiny bar of hotel soap. You shave, checking to make sure you are silky smooth. You wash your hair with the 3 drops of shampoo in the mini bottle on the shower shelf and then scrape the conditioner bottle to make sure your hair is shiny as hell. 

You were in the shower at least an hour, and you rushed to dry your hair. You styled it, going back and redoing it about 10 times before you were partially satisfied. You rummage through your suitcase and realize you hadn’t even planned for a situation such as this. Your panties were not even close to being sexy. Frustrated you throw on the one nice dress you had brought because your roommate had made you take it, thankfully. You slip it on and smooth it out, convinced you look atrocious, but it’s all you’ve got. You smooth your makeup onto your face and put the finishing touches on your eyes with a bit of mascara. You checked your phone and saw that it was already 6. You were freaking out and threw on your heels, basically sprinting down the hall, not even taking the elevator, you rush down the stairs into the lobby.

People stare at you as you enter the lobby breathing heavily. You look around frantically, not seeing Taecyeon. “Shit,” you curse. “Wow, you are so beautiful,” a voice says from behind you, tapping your shoulder. You turn slowly and see him standing there in an awesome black sweater and pressed slacks. You felt your hands get clammy from nervousness. He links his arm with yours without a word and escorts you down the steps of the lobby. He holds the door open for you like a true gentleman and the two of you began strolling down the street of Vancouver. You two began talking and laughing finding that you actually had a lot in common.

You arrive at a small Korean restaurant and he pulls your seat out for you. He sits across from you and just stares at your smile. You barely notice how quickly the dinner goes by. “Are you full,” Taecyeon chuckles, patting his own stomach. You nod in response and giggle. He pays, ignoring your protests. You stand up and he is right back at your side again. He leads the way back to the hotel and you can’t help but smile from ear to ear and enjoy the beautiful scenery. You arrive back at the hotel, but he stops you before you go inside. “I had an amazing time,” he admitted. You blushed instantly. “I’ve never had a date this nice before,” you assured him. He grinned and then leaned in, placing a wonderful kiss against your lips. You enjoyed every second of his full lips on yours.

He pulled back and you were in a daze. As he took your hand, led you inside and you took the elevator, you noticed you room key wasn’t in your purse. “Where is it,” you grumbled to yourself. “Something wrong,” he asked, concerned. “I think I locked my room key in my room,” you say. He shrugs. “You could always stay in my room,” he offered. “That is if you want and if you feel comfortable and all,” he quickly added. You didn’t hesitate for a moment. “YES,” you blurted. His eyes lit up and you could sense his excitement. “Well then follow me,” he pulled you softly, dragging you a bit behind him. He opened his door and you were caught off guard. It was a lavish suite.

“Oh my,” you whispered. He looked back at you, waiting for approval, “This is so nice,” you assured him. He smiled again, which you never got tired of seeing. You stared at him as he walked over to close the blinds in the massive living room area. You began to feel hot and jittery the longer you looked at him. As he was at the window you boldly went up behind him and wrapped your arms around him, nuzzling you lips against his neck. You heard a small moan escape and you smiled against his skin. He spun around, facing you and crashing his lips onto yours, allowing his hands to wander over your body. You fell back against the chair behind you. You lifted your dress up and guided his hand down to your sweet spot. He began rubbing you gently while kissing you fiercly. You were dripping already and moans were constantly coming from you both. He placed you down into the chair and got on his knees, positioning himself between your legs and diving in with tongue. You hollered in ecstacy. 

“More,” you begged and he complied, flicking you rapidly, sending you off the edge. You bucked your hips and then let go, shaking as it felt like nothing before. He rubbed you as he stood up and yanked you to the edge, looking into your eyes hungrily. “I want to fuck you,” he growled, turning you on more than you could have ever imagined. You licked him tip to base and then stood up, bending over the adjacent couch. “Then fuck me,” you commanded. He plunged into you, slipping in perfectly from the wetness. Your eyes rolled back and you cried out as he moved in and out at a moderate pace. He grabbed your breasts as he pumped into you.

“Harder,” you beckoned and he gave it to you. He was now slamming into you, making you scream over and over. “You like that,” he asked deeply. You couldn’t even reply. The wind was knocked out of you in the best way. You could feel your breath escaping your chest with every movement he did. He slammed into you once more and you couldn’t stand it anymore. You came all over him and he groaned as you clenched down on him. “I’m not finished boo,” he said seductively. You whimpered as he flipped you onto your back and stuck himself back inside you. You shook with the overwhelming sensation. He didn’t have to stroke for long before he let out a loud grunt and exploded all over you. You sat up and sucked the tip, teasing him. “Shit,” he cussed satisfied. You both fell back against the couch, exhausted. He forced himself up and helped you up with him. You both crashed into the extremely plush bed and he pulled you in close. He slid his pants off and reached into the pocket, holding up your room key. “I had it all along,” he teased. You laughed goofily. You grinned and replied, “I know.” 

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Inspired by the creepy question my idiot friend said to me during science =~=; Btw~ a little warning for some language~

“Hey baby, what’s good?”

Your nose scrunches at the overly seductive voice that certainly did not belong to your boyfriend, who had left you alone at the bar to head to the restroom. The voice wasn’t necessarily a slur, but the guy must have had at least a few drinks with the disgusting stench that met your nostrils.

Turning to look at the guy, you caught a glimpse of your boyfriend about ready to storm his way through the dancing and gyrating bodies on the dance floor. Casting him a glance that signaled to him that you were alright, you merely snorted at the man and retorted, “Well your face nor your breath is certainly doing you no good.”

You inwardly laughed to yourself when he cupped a hand towards his mouth and exhaled before sniffing, his face contorting in disgust for a split second. Clearing his throat, he managed a smirk and grabbed your wrist, pulling you up from your seat.

“Come on, baby, don’t be shy.. how ‘bout one dance?” he smirked, his hand tugging you away from the bar without your consent, “You know you want to, I mean.. no one could resist this.”

“Pff, don’t flatter yourself,” you sneered, all the while trying to tug your arm out of his grip, “I’m pretty sure your ass must be pretty jealous with the amount of shit that just came out of your mouth.”

Suddenly, his grip tightened around your wrist that caused you to cry out as his dull nails dug into your flesh. “How hurtful, you should know your place and just submit,” he growled in annoyance.

“What business do you have with my girlfriend,” your fuming boyfriend snarled as he finally cracked from watching for so long, his fingers tightly wrapping around the offending male’s arm that was holding yours victim.

Girlfriend? Who wants this bitch as a girlfriend?” he cackled obnoxiously, “Obviously you haven’t seen the inside, maybe if she ate some of that make up, she’d be more prettier on the inside and fix that sharp tongue of hers—”

A growl erupted from your boyfriend’s throat as he pulled his arm back and squeezed his hand tight into a fist until his knuckles went white. Throwing a hook at the man’s jaw that sent him down, causing some bystanders to gasp and whisper, your boyfriend spat down at the man, “I dare you to insult my baby again, I’ll even give you a few seconds to say your goodbyes to your mommy before I beat your ugly little face into a pulp you piece of shit.”

By then, you were already ushering your enraged boyfriend out of the club before he could do the man anymore harm and cause even more trouble. Giving his shaking fist a soft squeeze, you rested your head on his shoulder, “..I think you went a little too far and traumatized the guy.”

He laughed darkly and looked straight ahead down the dimly lit streets, “That asshole deserved it, no one insults my girl like that.. nor can he touch her!”

Smiling, you shook your head and giggled before kissing his cheek sweetly, “Thanks anyways for defending me.”

He sighed contently and leaned towards your warmth, his once tense hand soon relaxing into a firm yet gentle hold on your own smaller hand.

"So what did he say… Hey baby, what’s good?” he finally said, the amused smirk in his voice evident.

“Oh I’ll show you what’s good." *wink* *wink* *smack*

Good Morning, Sunshine

You groaned and rubbed your face into your pillow before glancing up at the clock.  The summer sun was streaming in through the window and, subsequently, through the white curtains you had insisted would tie the room together.  You had wanted to sleep in, seeing how it was the first day you could spend with your boyfriend in over a month.  Snuggling and sleeping in bed until 11, an early lunch at the cute bistro down the street, and maybe a movie or a walk through the park.  Then, dinner, homemade by you, your mother’s recipe.  You had gone over the day in your head countless times.  The sun, however had different plans for you.

You sat up and stretched before rubbing the sleep from your eyes.  Yawning , you turned to the sleeping boy next to you.  While awake, he was a ball of energy.  His mouth could barely keep up with his brain and words tended to endlessly pour out.  He was like a puppy, with paws too big for his body and who didn’t know his own strength.  Constantly running ahead and pulling you into shop after shop when you two would go out on the town.  He wasn’t perfect by anyone’s standards except your own.

The bed shifted as you moved to get up and start a cup of tea for yourself, rousing your sleepyhead from his own light sleep.  A hand grabbed your wrist and a rough, sleep filled voice croaked out from beside you.

“Baby, why are you leaving me?”  Another flaw by the world’s standards, but his sleepy whines in the morning were as sweet as honey to your ears.

You reached over and smoothed out the little tufts of hair that had been pushed up by his pillow.  His expression was serious and his eyes were wide with concern.  A smile played upon your lips.  "I don’t think I can go back to sleep.  I’ll be out in the living room when you wake up okay?“

"Please, just stay with me?  I’ve been waiting for this day for over month.”  He let out a deep sigh before looking up at you with a pout.

“Sweetie, I can’t.  The sun is too bright.  I’m just going to get up, okay?  Go back to sleep,” you encouraged.  You moved to cover him again with the sheets when he exerted his strength to pull you over to his side of the bed, effectively switching places with you.  "What are you doing?“  You looked at him with eyebrows furrowed.

"Face the wall and close your eyes,” he said.  You turned, sighed and tried to get comfortable. He let out a small laugh before pulling the sheets over the both of you and draping an arm over your midsection.  "Just try to go back to sleep, okay?“  A soft kiss was placed upon your temple.  He stifled a yawn.  "Just.  Try to sleep.”  You could hear his breath become deep and rhythmic as you closed your eyes and intertwined your legs with his.  You didn’t know how you lived before he came into your life, but there is nothing in the world you would give to go back in time and find out.

When he has to leave early for work (T)

You were awakened by the harsh sound of the door of the closet creaking open. It was still nighttime, and the moonlight shyly crept into the room through the opened window. A cool breeze also greeted you as you slowly opened your eyes, looking around the room and attempting to find the source of the noise that had interrupted your sleep.

“I’m sorry… Did I wake you?” You heard him speak in an apologetic voice and turned your heard, spotting him right by the closet, sorting through his dress shirts before picking out a white one. “I have to go… I promised my manager I’d be by the practice room at 5.”

“But you barely got any sleep…” You pouted before biting your bottom lip, exhaling deeply.

“I know, but… It’s just something I have to do.” He slightly shrugged as if to tell you there was no way out of it, looking down at his shirt as he swiftly unbuttoned it to put it on. “You’ll hang out here all day?”

“I guess so… I still have a couple of essays to write, so I’ll finish them up.” You sighed at the memory of your unfinished work, letting your head fall back to the pillow. “Will you be back soon?”

“Not so soon…” He slowly walked towards the bed as he put his shirt on, leaving it unbuttoned. “I’ll be back for dinner. Will you cook me something? We can have a romantic meal… I’ll bring chocolate-covered strawberries. What do you say?” He raised his eyebrows slyly as he sat next to you on the mattress, his fingertips tracing light shapes on your arm.

“That sounds like an irrecusable offer.” You offered him a shy smile, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers with his before propping yourself up to give him a quick peck on the lips. You fell back onto the mattress, wrinkling your nose in a cute manner. “I’ll be waiting.”

He smiled back at you before leaning in to you, pressing his lips to yours once more. Your arms immediately craved for his body, and wrapped themselves around his neck, locking him up against you like a padlock. He used both of his hands to support himself, hovering over you, both of his palms pressed against the mattress. The kiss grew heated as you wrapped your legs around your waist and he pressed his pelvis against yours, earning a light moan from you.

“No, no, no, no… I have to go.” He whispered against your lips, whining as he tried to get rid of your hold. Your lips refused to leave his in a desperate attempt that, somewhere along the road, he’d have to give up and succumb to you.

Despite your strongest efforts, he gave you a final peck and left your embrace, quickly buttoning up his shirt. You whined and tried to grab him back unsuccessfully, burying your face under a pillow and exhaling deeply.

“I’ll see you later, love! Have a nice day.” You heard him chuckle and close the door, mentally cursing on him for being such a damn teaser.

Watch It Later

Jay Park request by anon:“Hey adm Lizard, im not the anon of that skinny jeans jay request, but since u write for jay 2( im super happy too know that!!) and u are more confortable to more hot stuf… And im one of the people who keep asking for jay’s scenarios, imma request one that u just want to watch ur favorite tv serie and ur bf jay wont let u, causr he keeps sedeucing u and caughting ur attention. Not really a smutt. Thx <3 love u guys”

I’m sorry it’s kind of crappy, but I’m not the best at writing smut, plus I’m on my phone so I kinda lost my concentration while writing. Though it’s Jay and he just screams sex but yeah.. I’ll do better on my next smut ^^ hope you’ll enjoy.

-Admin Lizard

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Oh why hello there~ Just wanna say thanks for all of those who followed me ^^ my scenarios suck ahahah and yeah lol also, hot dayum did Jackson look so fine on ASC with them jeans asdfghjkl


“What are you doing?”

You turned to glare up at the man you hated the most in this stupid world. Ever since the first day you met him, you completely started on the wrong foot with the guy and you two went at it like cats and dogs from there.

However the times where you found yourself sitting in your apartment with him (having broken into your apartment with the magical spare key you somehow gave him) by your side on the couch and just idly watching the pitch black screen of the television just confused both you and your heart.

At times like these, you had both long forgotten about all the past quarrels and how much you both loathed each other to the point that you could not stand being together for a second without insulting the other.

Maybe that was why he suddenly decided to tangle his slim fingers with your own and caress the backside of your hand with his thumb in an affectionate way.

Maybe that was why you didn’t snatch your hand away and opted to scoot closer and snuggle against his side - reveling in his warmth, his overwhelming presence, his intoxicating cologne.

However, you knew.

And he knew.

You both knew.

“Don’t misunderstand,” he started as he looked away, ears glowing a scarlet red, “You’re not—-”

“Your type,” you finished for him, “I know.”

You weren’t sure why, but your heart ached when you finished his sentence.

He wasn’t sure why, but his heart ached hearing you finish his sentence for him.

You both knew that both of you didn’t entirely hate the other.

However, you both knew that once it gets late and he has to leave or else his friend would get worried or mad, that you both would have to go back to hating each other again. And the cycle would go on with you both knowing that none of you were going to take the chance to break the cycle and embrace those feelings deep within.

“I hate you.” I like you.

“I know.”